Word: earthed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...ever heard during the campaign any talk about enforcing the laws against murder or theft or robbery? . . . In an unguarded moment I allowed myself to be persuaded to insert [in the Prohibition investigation authorization] the parenthetical words 'together with the enforcement of other laws.' There was no purpose on earth to make other laws the feature. . . . But now what has happened? The parenthesis has been made the main thesis. Prohibition enforcement has been submerged...
University of Wisconsin Walter C. Murray, college president (Saskatchewan, Canada) LL.D. Zona Gale Breese, author (Miss Lulu Belt) D.Litt. Carl von Marr, artist D.Litt. Ole Edvart Rolvaag, author (Giants in the Earth) D.Litt...
From the burning centre of the earth a pillar of fire roared upward, burst through the crater's mouth, hurled itself against the satiny blackness of the sky. Huge volcanic missiles hissed through the air, making red wounds upon the face of the night. Scorching cinders curved outward in shimmering clouds and lava rushed over the volcano's jagged edges and started downward in an implacable, destroying stream. Vesuvius, terrible father of volcanoes, had unloosed his recurring wrath once more...
Getting to the moon was the object of Herr Oberth's researches. The Society considered that he had actually made progress toward ''practical interstellar navigation." The problem begins, and so far has ended, with the forces by which Earth clutches that which is its own. To escape the pull of gravity, an earthborn body would have to take off at terrific speed. Outside the earthly atmosphere, interstellar gases are so rare that they would afford no traction for an airplane's propellor, no buoyance for wings. Most scientists with lunar leanings have therefore pondered shooting themselves...
...Detering, Katczinsky) and the 19-year-old ones (ex-students all: Kropp, Muller, Leer, and "myself"? Paul Baumer). We are at the Western Front. We feel the Front in our blood. Shells whistle, our senses sharpen. We feel the animal in us. we want to hide in the earth. An uncertain red glow spreads along the skyline before us. Great heavies boom like an organ. Smaller shells howl, pipe, hiss. Searchlights sweep the dark sky, halt, quiver on a black insect? the airman. He falls. A bell rings?Gas! I remember the gas patients coughing out their burnt lungs...