Word: mined
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...There he wrote his famed study De I'Amour, in which he presented his theory (now commonplace among psychologists) of love as a process of "crystallization." Love, he claimed, was like a ragged, bare branch that falls into a salt-mine, and when taken out a few months later is so richly coated with sparkling crystals that it appears beautiful beyond belief. Thus the passionate imagination of love renders a loved one beautiful-and, in the process, stimulates the soul of the lover to triumphs of estheticism...
Basing his estimate on the normal ten-day time lapse from slaughterhouse to dining-table, Durant added a cautious, "All I know is what I've been reading in the papers. Your guess is as good as mine." He had no figures on the recent slashing of meat consumption in House dining halls...
...doubt about it, the United Mine Workers' 39th convention was Hamlet without Hamlet. The 2,800 delegates who had journeyed expectantly to Atlantic City blamed it all on fate. Fate had picked convention time to floor indestructible old John L. Lewis with appendicitis-a mischance that left him represented at the convention only by a glowering portrait and harsh words in the mouths of his underlings. From the start, the convention felt lost...
...Lewis words were enough, of course, to carry the business and set the strategy of the four-day meeting. Automatically, the listless delegates racked up some 1,400 resolutions, concerned mostly with new wage-&-hour demands to be sprung on the mine owners before the Government steps out of the coal-mining business. But the delegates stamped and whistled happily only when the resolutions: 1) praised Lewis; 2) called for a "substantial" raise in Lewis' $25,000-a-year salary; 3) proposed to create a new U.M.W. holiday to honor Lewis (probably Feb. 12, Lewis' birthday...
Lucius Beebe, U.S. journalism's most rococo columnist, went digging for facts in Colorado, after his fashion. To mine material for another nostalgic book about his hobby, railroads, locomotive-loco Lucius, assisted only by his Manhattan roommate, a photographer, and a small, hardy retinue, braved narrow-gauge trails in a private railroad car (b. circa 1870). Like the Englishman in the jungle, Prospector Beebe dutifully dressed for dinner every night. The grub: caviar, foie gras, pheasant, champagne...