Word: fifthly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...seconds!" He stepped to the window. The courtyard below was filled with other soldiers drilling in the hot sun. To throw the grenade out would kill a dozen men. Gritting his teeth. Lieutenant Jovice held on with both hands, keeping the bomb between his body and the wall. The fifth second passed, then a white flash, a crashing explosion. Lieutenant Jovice slumped to the floor, his right arm torn off at the shoulder. No one else was injured...
...have surpassed .300 this year, with several of them up around .400.* A good average score used to be 4 runs to 3. A few weeks ago the St. Louis Nationals in a game with the Philadelphia Nationals made 10 runs in the first inning, 10 more in the fifth, 25 in the game. Pitcher Burleigh Grimes of the Pittsburgh club says: "I used to figure on allowing two runs and winning. Now I figure on allowing four and winning...
Bonwit Teller. A Fifth Avenue, Manhattan, smartmart is Bonwit Teller & Co., founded 35 years ago by Paul J. Bonwit. Little Bonwit Tellers have been established at Miami Beach, Palm Beach, Southampton, Bar Harbor. Last week Bonwit Teller made partners of the public, offered 60,000 shares of preferred at $52. For fiscal year ending Jan. 31, 1929, Bonwit Teller showed net earnings of $563,066.66. The new financial structure will be operated by the old management...
...Fifth Worst Accident's Cause. The cause of aviation's fifth worst heavier-than-air accident, the wreck of the Imperial Airways' City of Ottawa in the English Channel fortnight ago (TIME, July 1), was the splitting of two small connecting rod bolts. An inquiry board decided last week that the bolts were "fatigued," a metallurgical term which means that the crystals of the metal had been strained out of their most useful shape and arrangement, in this case probably by motor vibration. Planemakers took note of the necessity for tireless bolts...
Charles Augustus Stone lives during the winter on Fifth Avenue, Manhattan; during the summer at Locust Valley, L. I. He is a tall, spare man with hair that has turned almost white except for a black border along the neck. When he speaks of the company's activities, he invariably says, "Mr. Webster and I" or "Stone & Webster," never uses the first person pronoun alone. He likes yachting and tennis, but his chief avocation is breeding horses on his stock farms in Virginia and New Hampshire...