Word: round
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...office, in the exhibition hall and in some 20 oth er vantage spots around town. At one point, the TV network broadcast a film of Mao's visit to the exhibition. When Chair man Mao saw himself waving to people as he was leaving the hall, his round, bland face split like a sliced watermelon with a wide smile; he clapped his hands and cried, "Hao, hao" (Good, good...
...increases, the strain on the pilot's judgment increases even faster. A good part of the trouble, thinks Commander George W. Hoover of the Office of Naval Research, is that the aircraft's swarm of instruments make their reports in figures, usually the positions of needles on round dials. The pilot's brain, however, is designed to work with pictures taken from a visual world. Before the instrument readings mean anything to it, the brain must transpose and combine them into something like a visual picture. It takes time for the brain to function as a rather...
...Hildreth will be seeking his fourth consecutive second-place finish. Gary Brooten, Dane Oliver, Dave Call, Dave Donaldson, Dave Fillman, Dick Millett, Bob Cabot, Henry Marcy, and two from among Steve Clapp, Jim Lorenz, Pat Liles, Ed Sherman, and Wharton Sinkler will round out the Yardling lineup...
...reader and his listeners are possibly sneering across the table at each other. Ah, well, there you have it. Harvard gownies, unfortunately, consider their as yet incipient talents so fine that they cannot possibly demean themselves or waste their time in ordinary political activity. The curse of the daily round of dinner-table conversations, naps, and trips to Cronin's hangs pall-like as ever over the community. We give notice, however, that in the opportunity to campaign for one party (or the other) the languid student has an extraordinary opportunity to serve his own political principles...
...great Dumas' life was so fantastic that Dumas' friends and enemies caught its contagion and piled reams of further fantasy upon it. Dumas' chest really was covered with medals (of what orders, he never cared), so up sprang the legend that if Dumas were spun round, further rows were revealed dangling from his back. He wrote with such rapidity that people refused to believe that he wrote at all-Dumas, they said, was just the pen name of a five-man syndicate. Dumas (who loved to out-legend his own legends) denied this. "My valet," he said...