Word: dust
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Court has a thorough and complete knowledge of what could and would be done under the bill. And likewise, I suspect that the A.D.A., the N.A.A.C.P.'s Gold Dust Twin, has at least guilty knowledge." Nor were these all the plotters. Heading the list: Attorney General Herbert Brownell, "of whom the bill would make a 20th century American Caesar...
...scooped hands, the thirsty Kaka tribesman saw the glint of yellow metal. He ran home and told his wife, who returned to the creek with a shovel and an enamel basin. Within six weeks, the shores of Mboscorro Creek were aswarm with men, women and children panning gold dust. Local French authorities moved in, set up a buying agency that had instructions to pay out 170 French African francs (about 80?) for each gram of the metal as it came from the pan. The rush to cash in nearly demolished the office. Within half an hour, the agency...
...been created at all. The scientists developed a technique that would have done credit to a team of Japanese jugglers. After the curium had been bombarded for about 20 minutes, the Swedes shut down the cyclotron. As the concrete shield opened, a group of scientists, wearing gloves and dust masks against radioactivity, dashed into the cyclotron chamber. One snatched the target from the machine, another took it apart and passed it to a third, who extracted the catcher foil. The fastest runner, generally Swedish Chemist Lennart Holm, then dashed 100 yards to a waiting elevator...
...when you lie down across the dizzying, wavy path, if you have not already shed your curly locks one by one, nor one by one your teeth, if your limbs have not worn out one by one, if the dust of the world has not, before your last hour, sealed your eyes from the marvelous light, if you have, right to the end, kept in your hand the friendly hand which guides you, lie down smiling, sleep happily, and sleep privileged...
...stalked out on the center court to play his countryman, Ashley Cooper, 20, for the title, he left his sulks in the clubhouse. His tennis was awesome. Serves powered by his thick shoulders and muscle-rippled arm had Cooper frantically switching his racket from forehand to backhand. Volleys flicked dust from the base line. Backhand lobs plopped into corners like wet sponges. Up in the stands, stunned tennis fans, many of them longtime Hoad baiters, talked aloud of such oldtime greats as America's Bill Tilden or Jack Kramer, and wondered whether Hoad's game did not rank...