Word: miles
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Antarctica was Nathaniel B. Palmer, a sealer out of Stonington, Conn., in 1820. In 1840, Lieutenant Charles Wilkes, U. S. N., sent by Congress, sighted its white peaks, declared it to be a continental land mass. To Palmer Land from the tip of South America is only 575 nautical miles. Political argument is that the million-square-mile sector explored by U. S. visitors from Palmer to Byrd (and Lincoln Ellsworth) should be claimed in toto, instead of in spots, brought within the Monroe Doctrine's sphere, before Germany or another power moves in. According to Admiral Byrd...
...found a nine-mile front along the Khalka River southeast of Lake Bor on which the opposing armies were pounding each other with planes, tanks and light artillery. A Soviet-Mongol force, he cabled, had fought its way last month across the Khalka and occupied a series of commanding heights from which it raked the Japanese lines with machine-gun fire. Last week three days of continuous Japanese attacks succeeded in dislodging the Mongol flanks, but the centre clung to its positions. Despite rains that turned the dusty plain into a quagmire, both sides dragged up heavy artillery. Japanese reinforcements...
...Zealand and followed the crowds to its racetrack for the annual Napier Steeplechase, one of the island's most outstanding horse races. A few jumps from the finish line, only one horse had a rider. All the others had lost their jockeys somewhere along the stiff, three-mile course. Like a crazy dream, first one spectator, then another, scampered onto the course, mounted riderless horses, took them over the remaining jumps and finished on the heels of the horse & rider that had stuck together. When the results were posted, the horses with railbirds up took second and third money...
Genial, white-haired Rev. George B. Gilbert has lived near Middletown, Conn, for 42 years, never moving his residence more than a mile and a half. An Episcopalian, he calls himself a circuit rider. First with a buggy, then with a Model T Ford, now with a big, seven-passenger Nash, he has cared for an area 100 miles square. Three churches claim him in turn every Sunday, one of them giving him hot coffee to go with his picnic lunch: Emmanuel in Killingworth, Epiphany in Durham, St. James in Haddam...
Sunk in the plateau that surrounds the Sterren Mountains, snow-capped backbone of Netherlands New Guinea, is a triangular-shaped, 40-acre swamp with no visible outlet. On hands and knees, Charles Miller gazed down into its reeds. A quarter mile away something moved. Charles Miller's blood froze. Lashing across the swamp was a dinosaur. It was 35 feet long, a yellowish color, with scales laid on like armor plate, a bony-flanged head, and snappin-turtle beak. Half blinded by cold sweat, Charles Miller pressed the release on his camera.* The dinosaur reared up on its hind...