Word: dusts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Last week honest Umpire Pat McTavey peered anxiously into a cloud of dust on a home-plate just outside of Long Island City, N. Y. Up jerked his thumb. "Out!" he shouted. The home team had lost. Disgruntled fans shrieked, "Kill him! Kill the umpire...
...miracles of Holy Writ, but are continually looking for the miraculous in government, or what would be miraculous if it ever happened--the conduct of a government according to business principles, for example. Most intelligent people regard as preposterous the idea that man was created from the dust of the earth; but they appear to see that all men are created free and equal. They call that proposition a self-evident truth, when by all the teachings of science and history it is neither true nor self-evident...
Henry Ford, Detroit automobile manufacturer: "Researchers W. A. Noel and Rudolph Hellbach of the U. S. Department of Agriculture reported, in the magazine Power (weekly), that they had run one of the regulation motors made at my factory, on sweepings from a grain elevator. Dust particles suspended in air will oxidize with explosion rapidity just as gas particles do. The experimenters had replaced the carburetor of their Ford motor with an arrangement of valves, pipes and a small fan, feeding the grain-dust by hand. Ignition was by spark plugs as usual, the electric current being controlled slightly differently from...
Hindenburg snorted. Mussolini bellowed. They charged, wallowed together in a choking cloud of dust. Baldwin, Coolidge and Poincare chewed their cuds, mooed stolidly as Hindenburg and Mussolini were led back to the stalls from which they had escaped to battle. Tourists, visiting last week the late summer cattle fair at Frauenfeld, Switzerland, noted as "quaint" the immemorial custom by which local farmers name annually their prize cattle after world famous...
...burgesses of Salzburg listened respectfully; his Abbot sat upon his right; in front of him his four sturdy bastards awaited God's next word in a glitter of green and silver buckram. That was in the year . . . Nothing much had changed. Once more sunset powdered with golden dust the Cathedral Square of Salzburg; once more the monks looked down from their barred windows; once more, on a bare plank stage, God, the Father, in false hair delivered the speech that begins "the morall playe of Everyman." To be sure, the present prelate, Ignace Rieder, together with his Abbot, Peter...