Word: hunched
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Like so many research triumphs, this one had been almost an accident. Thirteen years ago a London, Ont. obstetrician named Evan Vere Shute became interested in vitamin E, whose natural sources are in whole grain; he had a hunch that it produced a salutary effect on heart and blood vessels. When a fellow member of his church-his only male patient-complained of tremendous heart pains, Shute put him experimentally on cold, pressed wheat-germ oil. For three months he got relief. When both patient and doctor ran out of funds, the treatment was abandoned...
Remembering how the movies botched The Human Comedy, even though it "gave the movies a very rich terrain to work in," he is meeting filmland feelers about his new book with un-Saroyanesque silence. Says he: "My hunch is that it's nearly a great book. That is something you hate to say, but that's my feeling...
...hunch is wrong. It is more like a parody on almost all his worst weaknesses. He has loosened his loose, gabby prose until it is as flabby as Nesselrode custard. His hero, Private Wesley Jackson, is a writer-of the Saroyan persuasion. He even has the Army job Saroyan had: writing scenarios for training and documentary films. And just to moisten the damp resemblance, Saroyan makes him a precocious Californian: Wesley is published in the New Republic when he is only 18-but it never goes to his head. Nothing does...
Frank Salerno, 24, a tall, wavy-haired radio man from Denver, went to Yellowknife last year for a vacation. On a hunch, he staked out 18 claims. The payoff...
...getting on towards midnight. Robert Kenneth Taylor, Ottawa correspondent of the Toronto Daily Star, suddenly had a hunch. He called the Beechwood Avenue apartment of Fred Rose, the lone Communist in Canada's House of Commons. Taylor, as well as every other newsman in Ottawa, had heard persistent rumors that Rose had been arrested-or would be-in Canada's spy investigation. Now he asked Rose: what about...