Word: fingered
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Disaster struck in a finger snap. The sleek, shiny Constellation tumbled drunkenly across a swampy, weed-covered islet on an arm of the Fergus River not two miles from the airfield. The left wing struck first, then the nose, which broke off and threw the pilot and copilot clear. The rest of the plane hurtled on, scattering its guts, plowing a deep rut in the mushy land. Watchers on Rineanna heard a thunderous crash as the Star hit, saw the flare of the gasoline.fire reach high into the night...
Japanese seismologists were still mulling over the subsea earthquake which shook and wave-smashed their islands a fortnight ago. At Tokyo's Earthquake Research Institute, Dr. Takahiro Hagiwara, one of Japan's leading seismologists, could not yet put his finger on the exact "epicenter," the place where the earth's crust had suddenly yielded, loosing the earthquake's force. He thought it lay somewhere off the east coast of Shikoku Island, where the sea is 10,000 feet deep. Careful soundings might eventually show that the sea bottom had moved a few yards. This would have...
Discussing the shortcomings of the Truman statement, the New York Herald Tribune put its finger on the biggest: "Mr. Truman might have said that the U.S. wanted a strong China and was most determined in its opposition to the Russian desire for a weak China. There seems to be no advantage to be gained from reticence on such subjects...
...blind violinist in the corner cafe could see with his finger tips which of two identical bow ties Arturo was wearing-the red or the blue. The little boys from the orphanage "all had lice and an eye-sickness called trachoma, which looked as though their eyelids had been smeared with sausage meat." The winding alleys-Street of the Union, Street of the Clock-were lit at night, white and black, by the polished moon of Castile and by gas jets, weak flames shaped like slices of melon. In summer he saw the savage boredom of village life in Brunete...
...Runyon had not tried to hoard it. He had roamed the town more eagerly than ever, as if to take with him all he could of the sharp flavor of the characters he half-created, half-observed: Milk Ear Willie, Harry the Horse, Sam the Gonoph, Light-Finger Moe, and Regret, the horse player. He spent many nights cruising with Walter Winchell, his fellow Hearstling and perhaps his closest friend, chasing police calls...