Word: missed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...resolved if more information was revealed about the discovery. For example, asks Cornell Astronomer Thomas Gold: "Did Hewish first recognize that the signals were of a sidereal nature - coming from a source that rises and sets each day with the stars rather than the sun - or was it Miss Bell?" If so, says Gold, "she deserves a major share of the honor." For, he adds, "that realization would have been the first firm indication that the signals were coming from beyond the solar system and represented the true moment of discovery...
...musketeers' efforts to rescue a spy from a firing squad, greatly assisted by the fact that a) it requires something like five minutes to load and aim a matchlock gun and b) using this very latest thing in weaponry, an entire squad of men is likely to miss a stationary target not ten paces away. A little later the French monarch and his retinue pause on their way to a siege for a little lunch in the fields. A portable calliope plays a jolly tune while in the background, unheeded by all, the Cardinal's men hang traitors...
When Guyton first got to Radcliffe from Jackson, Miss., she enjoyed telling people that she wanted to be a housewife--partly because she really did want to be a housewife, but partly for the "shock effect...
...houses have been racing against an Easter-recess deadline; the legislators do not want to miss their two-week holiday. The tax-cut plan has been complicated by inclusion in the House bill of an amendment to kill the oil-depletion allowance, a move that Senate conservatives oppose. The outlook, though, is for passage of a tax and a compromise reduction in the oil-depletion allowance within two weeks-even if Congress has to postpone part of its recess. Probable size of the tax cut: about $27 billion...
...great house stirred below. 'Grandpa, get your teeth from the water glass!' He waited a decent interval. 'Grandma and Great Grandma, fry hot cakes!' The warm scent of fried batter rose in the drafty hall ... 'Street where all the Old People live, wake up! Miss Helen Loomis, Colonel Freeleigh, Miss Bentley! Cough, get up, take pills, move around! ... The sun began to rise. He folded his arms and smiled a magician's smile. Yes, sir, he thought, everyone jumps, everyone runs when I yell. It'll be a fine season...