Word: raining
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...wire the camps are like some fantastically huge hobo jungle. Only a few refugees have roofs over their heads; the great majority dig holes in the sand and cover themselves with dirty sheets, blankets or coats they managed to carry out with them. Many sleep in the open, rain or shine. Icy sea winds blow the sand continually. Most of the refugees have developed conjunctivitis. Fuel in the large camps is scarce. Cooking is done exclusively in tin cans. At one camp men and women at first stood in line all day waiting to get a little water from...
Announced by Air Associates, Inc., for pilots who want more than a peek at the ground out of an open side window before landing in rain or ice, was a windshield wiper which is designed to: 1) keep ice off the glass, and 2) scrub it dry in the heaviest rainstorm. Trick of the device is a rubber, motor-driven blade, pivoted on an axle through the windshield. It revolves so fast (2,500 r.p.m.) that it does not obstruct vision, scrubs glass many times faster than a slow-moving automobile wiper. To help it rub away ice, a melting...
...possibly the French and Italian governments would be willing to contribute. In the end, such integration of Latin cultures would broaden their appeal and inject into their study a measure of new life. If so, there would seem to be little justification for leaving Romance culture out in the rain, especially when a roof can so easily be provided...
...Oakland dispatcher breathed easier. If Stead was where he said he was, he should be landing in 15 minutes. But troubles were piling up for the husky oldtime (8,650 hours) pilot like ice on a wing in a freezing rain. On he flew, but heard no cone of silence from the radio range which would have told him he was over Oakland, and Oakland heard nothing from him. Oakland waited...
From the aeolian depths of the Park Street subway station, the Vagabond emerged into walls of rain and one of those incomparable Tremont Street typhoons. During a moment of vexation, he wondered if Orson Welles and Burgess Meredith were really worth all this. But Vag fought to subdue his sudden spurt of misanthropy and pushed on. After all, he told himself, he was about to have an opportunity to absorb the liquid words and sly wit of two great Thespians, and absolutely gratis, to boot. True, it wasn't a performance of "The Five Kings," but it was an interview...