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...slosh of manufacturers' publicity releases, out of starry-eyed speeches about far-distant planes that will "make the angels gasp," one fact emerged last week: the U.S. has another pursuit plane in battle and the first reports look good. Lockheed's long-ranged, twin-Allison-engined P-38, nicknamed Lightning, suddenly blossomed into action around the world...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AIR: Lightning Strikes | 12/21/1942 | See Source »

...hoped-for production and imports) and no shortage at all for essential needs. But there was agreement on two central points: 1) there is no overall shortage of lumber for military needs; 2) but there is not enough lumber to fill all civilian demands. For wood is the last-gasp substitute for practically every other scarce material. Though production is 4% below 1941 levels, unfilled orders have skyrocketed to nearly 30% above last year (see chart...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Business & Finance: Popguns to the Rescue? | 12/7/1942 | See Source »

About 60% of the 50,000 asphyxial deaths represent newborn babies who never breathe at all or who gasp feebly and then turn blue. Dr. Flagg is famed for his skill in urging the breath of life into the newborn, and he believes that probably 20% of these 30,000 breathless babies could be saved-if 1) anesthetists more often took charge of them, 2) ordinary doctors learned more about the art of resuscitation and anesthesia...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Standardized Anesthesia | 9/28/1942 | See Source »

...California," he glowed, "is the land of happiness. The ascent to 12,000 feet to cross the Rocky Mountains made us gasp for breath, but the descent at Reno, the rich and verdant oasis of divorce, and that over San Francisco Bay, the most beautiful of landscapes, repaid us for our mountain sickness...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: Dr. Reinhardt at Home | 8/3/1942 | See Source »

Suddenly a boy carrying a green card dashed by. "Study card," thought Vag, and a puzzled frown rose to his face. What had it said on his card? With a gasp Vag wrenched open the brown envelope he'd been dangling and skimmed its contents. What was this: "Two signatures . . . forgotten . . . five o'clock!" With a cry of anguish Vag glanced at his watch and tore down the path. Beads of sweat stood out on his face...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE VAGABOND | 6/27/1942 | See Source »

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