Word: rods
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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People with an unsatisfied will-to-believe have been getting solace from Novelist Kenneth Roberts' Henry Gross and His Dowsing Rod. It tells with plenty of "evidence" how a good old state of Maine character, Henry Gross, finds "veins of water" by means of his good old divining rod.† In the latest issue of Harper's magazine, which likes to publicize pseudo-scientific fancies (e.g., Eric Larrabee's piece on the passing planets), and also to knock them down, waterworks Engineer Thomas M. Riddick gives an engineer's explanation of water dowsing...
...sport of hooking them takes a regal bankroll. Fishing leases cost up to $25,000 a year for the exclusive Restigouche clubs, where rosters are studded with names like Du Pont, Vanderbilt and Whitney. Even in the limited government waters, the fee is $40 a rod per day, and only 70 permits are issued each year...
When the light is reasonably bright, the eye sees by means of millions of microscopic "cones" of the retina. As the light dims, the cones go out of action. Tiny "rods," which are much more sensitive, take over their duties. Only one quantum* of light is needed to make a rod tell the brain that it is seeing something...
...with a Mission. Few men ever approached aviation with more devotion to that job. Fred Rentschler thinks, talks, breathes and dreams engines. Like an engine himself, his tall (6 ft. 2), lithe-muscled figure is as straight as a master rod, his face, which looks younger than his 63 years, as emotionless as a cylinder head. Like an engine, he carries a normal workload easily and can turn on extra power when needed. A shy man, he seems to shrink from human contact, uses memos to notify his top men of raises. Even United Aircraft's President...
Superb goal-tending by Williams' All New England goalie Rod Stark limited the Yardling lacrosse team to four goals as the Ephmen crushed the freshmen, 7 to 4, in a penalty-ridden game on the New Playing Field Saturday...