Word: hillocks
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...morning of Jan. 10, 1901, on a low hillock called Spindletop just outside Beaumont, Texas, gas rumbled out of its prehistoric tomb, shot up a black plume of petroleum and launched the oil age. The heavy oil spouted 200 feet into the air in the greatest gusher Americans had ever seen. Men saddled their horses and rode off, shouting: "Oil, oil on the hill." As one of the men passed 38-year-old Pattillo Higgins, he reined in, yelled: "People are saying you're the wisest man on earth. Hell, ain't you surprised?" "Not exactly." replied Higgins...
...cops to the nearby village of Lahardi, arriving just in time to halt another and even grislier religious ritual. Instead of attending a government-sponsored rally in honor of the dignity of manual labor, as they were supposed to, the peasants of Lahardi had flocked en masse to a hillock to watch a holy man being buried alive...
...stone monument, erected to honor the Jews who fell in 1948 to win the Negeb, it was struck by a volley of gunfire. Ephraim Fuerstenberg, the driver, slumped dead; the bus rolled to a stop. Four passengers raced wildly through the door; a second burst spat from a hillock, and they fell lifeless onto the bleached clay. A bottle of cologne broke in the pocket of Hanna Kirshenbaum, 29, mother of three, and mingled the scent of flowers with her blood...
...took off her skis and began a laborious trek, often hip-deep in snow,* down the 1,000-meter course. At each of the 59 "gates," the flag-decked poles marking the obligatory turning points, Andy paused and made mental calculations. She carefully gauged each hillock and bump, guessed at her racing speed, and mentally mapped a line of descent to follow. At the bottom she rested, then trudged back up the course, stopping again at each gate to review and correct her calculations. She was adding her own figuring to the slalom racer's standard formula...
...Jersey. Twelve months before he went to Trenton, probably not one U.S. voter in ten knew much more about him than that he had kicked up some kind of a row on the Princeton campus. William Randolph Hearst scorned him as "the Professor . . . perched on his little hillock of expediency ... a perfect jackrabbit of politics . . . ears erect and nostrils distended . . . ready to run and double in any direction...