Word: saltingly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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While he was still a research chemist he met Isobel Swithinbank, whose grandfather introduced Eno's Fruit Salt to a more or less grateful nation. One day she came into his father's office, where Stafford was helping get out campaign literature, and asked if she could help electioneer. Since then, she has seldom left Cripps's side. Tall, blue-eyed, with fluffy, grey hair, Lady Cripps's vivacity helps melt his icy public front. In a recent interview with a reporter, Cripps was stiffly formal. To almost every question he objected: "Well, you really...
...United's Salt Lake City office, Radio Operator Ken Thorton tried to call the blazing DC-6. No answer. Five minutes later, he picked up another message from Captain McMillen: "United 608. Our tail is gone. We may get down and we may not." A minute later, a third message: "United 608. We may make it. We may make it. Approaching strip...
...broad, bright daylight-no time for alarm, let alone tragedy. Yet radio receivers in United Air Lines offices at Salt Lake City, Denver and San Francisco crackled out a message pregnant with fear: "United 608 sending blind [i.e., calling any station because of emergency]. We have baggage afire aboard this airplane. We are going into Bryce. Don't know if the fire is out yet. We have a smoke-filled airplane...
...quarrelsome family dinners. At its best, it is pleasantly reminiscent of the late Booth Tarkington. At its worst, it slops over with such cheap laughs as the writhings of a tuxedoed adolescent with a recalcitrant shirt front. M-G-M is thinking of condemning pretty Elizabeth Taylor to the salt mines-or gold mines-of a Cynthia series, a la Andy Hardy...
Just before sunset one day last week, cool John Cobb of London squeezed his 200 lbs. into the cockpit of his two-engined, ice-cooled racing car. It was his last chance of the year: the rainy season was at hand on Utah's Bonneville salt flats. The cowling was bolted into place on top of him; a truck gave the car a push. At 20 m.p.h., the engine coughed and then settled into a steady roar. At 140 m.p.h., Cobb shifted into second gear, into high at 240 m.p.h. About halfway down the 14 mile course he entered...