Word: lightering
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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John Lund, as the stunt man who pretends to have lost his mind, manages to do a really excellent comedy job with only two (2) extraordinary expressions. The scene in which he casually ignites the living room curtains with someone's cigarette lighter is typical of "Miss Tatlock's Millions...
...Surface. Penman Milton Reynolds came up from the murky underwater world of ball-point pens with an eyecatching new gadget. It was a transparent plastic cigarette lighter with an oversize load of fluid-enough, he said, for 8,304 lights v. 842 for an ordinary lighter. Reynolds said that he has advance orders for 250,000 (including 50,000 for Gimbels), and that subcontractors, already producing 18,000 a day, would soon step up production to 70,000. The price, with the plastic stand and case: $5. So that customers will not associate the lighter with his much-panned...
There is supposed to be a man who gets $100 and up a day by betting anyone he meets who owns a cigarette lighter that the lighter won't work on the first try. I'm going into the same sort of business myself. I'll bet anybody who sits down to phone a girl at Radcliffe or Wellesley between 7 p.m. and closing hour that on the first try the line is busy; and I'll bet the same thing on the second try, with small odds...
...only trouble is that although everybody will bet on his cigarette lighter, nobody will bet on my proposition. And that's because the rottenness of the telephone equipment in girls' dormitories is discovered sooner, and impressed more often on more people, than any other single piece of knowledge got out of a Harvard education. In one Radcliffe house, there is one line for more than 20 girls. Most of the others have something like three incoming lines and one outgoing for about 50 girls. And it's just as bad for the inmates as it is for the callers: they...
...waited a long time. For three days he stayed near the plane. Then his fire got out of control, set the wreckage ablaze, charred his companion's body. He crawled painfully away, huddled near the bottom of the canyon. Two days later his lighter fluid gave out; he could kindle no more fires. He rationed his candy bars, quenched his thirst by scooping holes in a dry creek bed and waiting for water to filter slowly into them...