Word: exhaustive
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...real test for English rowing, which traditionally is based on a different style and on shorter and more formal training periods than is American collegiate rowing. Rather than row steadily and then pull to a fast finish, British crews tend to start with a "rush" and try to exhaust their opponents with a fast opening pace...
...present, a Negro child wishing to go to a white school must exhaust all possible state administrative channels before appealing to the Federal Courts on the grounds of segregation. If his parents are not determined or wealthy enough to undertake the long administrative and judicial grind necessary for a change, he must accept placement on the basis of "intelligence," "health and morals," or "maintenance. . . of established social and psychological relationships with other pupils and with teachers...
...fails to recognize people who shake his hand, and he suffers momentary blindness when he steps from shadow into sunlight. The old soldier maintains a killing pace: a vast correspondence, reams of official reading matter and constant travel (this week he is on another trip to Madagascar) that would exhaust many a younger...
Despite enough international and domestic problems to exhaust a dozen men. the President of the U.S. was frisky as a platoon commander. Last week President Eisenhower delivered three speeches in two days, consulted with Administration and military leaders on the problems of U.S. continental air defense, conferred with NATO's Supreme Allied Commander in Europe Lauris Norstad (see FOREIGN NEWS), with the visiting chiefs of Western Europe's Common Market, its Coal and Steel Community and its Atomic Energy Community, had a nonpolitical chat with New York's visiting Governor Nelson Rockefeller, rounded it all off with...
...poeticizing betrays him. His final gust tastes too much of sorrow spooned with a sophomore's relish: "Soon [the wind] would blow up great storms across the plain, tear the last red leaves from the vines, strip the trees bent beneath it, its strength unimpeded, purposeless, doomed to exhaust itself endlessly, without hope of an end, wailing its long nightly complaint as if it were sorry for itself, envying the sleeping men, transitory and perishable creatures, envying them their possibility of forgetfulness, of peace: the privilege of dying...