Word: sawing
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...unenthusiastic Al. At the La Salle Street Station, massed battalions of Democracy seethed to glimpse an Al arrayed in black. Up Michigan Boulevard sped a strangely guarded Al-dozens of motorcycle police, five detectives, three machine guns. Columns of people lined the streets, blackened the windows-people who scarcely saw the Al who almost hid in the corner...
...quite unreal. Even now I find it difficult to realize we were in a blazing airplane over mid-Atlantic at midnight . . . seemed impossible to put down safely in the dark on a burning seaplane which still had a ton overload. As I drew out of the dive I saw the glow reflected on the wave crests. I managed to put the machine down on one crest, ran down a hill of water, up the next hill, and just prevented the machine from shooting into the air off the next crest...
...signals, grew seasick. All wireless resources spanning the Atlantic came into play. Twelve steamships altered or considered altering their courses for rescue purposes. In the meantime Courtney pondered the almost indefatigable jinx which has attended his flying career (TIME, July 18, 27). At length radio-operator Gilmour said he saw a ship. "Liar," remarked Courtney, near-defeatist...
...they had left Paris, intending to pursue the southern route to the Azores, thence to Halifax, thence to New York. Ten hours later the steamer Aztec sighted them progressing mysteriously northwards, 463 miles north of the Azores. About two-and-a-half hours later, the steamer Tamakura saw them winging eastward at a position 215 miles northeast of that reported by the Aztec. Manifestly they either were lost or deliberately returning toward Europe. Near Cape Finisterre, clogging in a gasoline feed pipe forced them to descend, the impact smashing the plane's wings. The duo, swimming near the disabled...
...little bluing in the rinse water. By mistake the man poured in a chemical that stood on the shelf beside the bluing bottle. At first Madame Charlotte's hair looked all right. But when she got back to Premet's and took off her hat she saw to her horror that it had turned green, the color of grass. She rushed back to the coiffeur, in tears begged him to do something for her. He poured more chemicals into more rinse waters, now her hair was blue. Hour after hour he rinsed and struggled; after each attempt...