Word: grand
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...race-track trick of betting a few bob on all the Irish horses in England's Grand National steeplechase almost broke the books at Aintree when a loo-to-g shot named Quare Times, running under the colors of Mrs. William Welman of Mullingar, County Westmeath, Ireland, romped home in the mud by 12 lengths. Another Irish horse, Carey's Cottage (20-1), came in third...
...gaffer who got a pass from the geriatrics ward of Limerick City Home and Hospital last week hobbled down the street with the same fixed purpose as many another Irishman, sick or well. He was heading for the nearest bookie to bet a tanner or a bob on the Grand National. "The sixpenny bet," said an authority on Fitzwilliam Square (Dublin's Harley Street), "is a great piece of therapy. It keeps them living-to see if their horse wins." Last Saturday, as Quare Times won at Aintree (see SPORT), the Irish hospitals won straight across the board. From...
...achievements. He began with posters and cartoons, went on to postage-stamp designs, children's-book illustrations, sets and costumes for cabaret shows, and, lately, murals for primary schools (see cuts). Because Fischer approaches each job with the wholehearted enthusiasm most artists reserve for self-expression on the grand scale, he gets results that will easily outlive the general run of more pretentious work. He also succeeds in expressing his own amiable nature with wit and grace...
...last I came under a huge archway and beheld the Grand Lunar exalted on his throne in a blaze of incandescent blue . . . The quintessential brain looked very much like an opaque, featureless bladder with dim, undulating ghosts of convolutions writhing visibly within . . . Tiers of attendants were busy spraying that great brain with a cooling spray, and patting and sustaining...
...like nothing more than a collection of filing cases, stretching in a 60-ft. semicircle about the room. From within the grey metal cases came a faint humming sound; along the light-studded metallic face were scores of twinkling orange sparks, rippling like waves of thought. As in the Grand Lunar's palace, a blaze of light flooded over the pale walls and pillars of rosy pink. Air conditioning filtered out the dust, kept the temperature at an even 75°. Along one end of the chamber was a gleaming plate-glass observation window, through which mere humans-attendants...