Word: ocean
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Auguste Piccard, 64, who once set a high-flying record in a balloon (and later promised his anxious wife that he would never balloon again), had to give up his current try at ocean diving. After two weeks of mechanical trouble off the Cape Verde Islands, he sent the 40-ton bathyscaphe down, unmanned, on a test dip of 4,250 feet (deeper than the man-aboard record of 3,028 feet set in 1934 by William Beebe, but far short of the 2½ miles Professor Piccard was hoping for). When the bathyscaphe surfaced, it was caught...
...recipes. One reader, in submitting a casserole called Baked Macedoine wrote that its U.S. ingredients were hardly as exciting as those she had been used to in Alaska where "I cooked many wonderful meals of moose, caribou, wild sheep and goat, halibut and salmon fresh from the ocean, grayling and trout from the clear, cold rivers. Bear has even been on my menu...
...mysterious and sickening stench-which seemed to combine the odors of onions, ammonia, burning rubber, creosote, dried fish and wet dogs-was borne in upon San Francisco from the Pacific Ocean. It set housewives to sealing their windows with adhesive tape, drove office workers out of the upper floors of high buildings, gave some panicky citizens the idea that the city was being subjected to a gas attack. It turned out to be a gas called S-Ethyl-Thiouracil, which had been blown to sea from oil refineries, then blown back in again...
...weakening of the Commonwealth, which the U.S. would once have welcomed, was now a matter of grave U.S. concern. Who, for example, was now responsible for defense and order in the key strategic areas around the shores of the Indian Ocean? Burma had stepped from the Empire into chaos. Other lands might go the same way. Little to stop them was apparent last week in London...
...live in a tiny, weatherbeaten shack back of the sand dunes, and we can peek at the ocean by stretching our necks a bit. Our neighbors are a motley crew: mostly men who seek only escape from their pasts, their responsibilities, or their sins. Whatever the reason, they've found some sort of peace here on the beach. Until we began ?o circulate among them with our books and magazines, there was an undeclared war constantly going on. One had built a 10 ft. fence to keep out prying passersby; one was a grouchy old codger...