Word: scenting
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Play It Tough. For the gullible buyer, no sanctuary is safe. Hustlers are now working the office buildings, offering "French" perfume at cut-rate prices ("It was smuggled in, so no duty was paid"); predictably, the bargain scent smells of watered-down cologne. Across the U.S., homes are being flooded with cheap "personalized" ballpoint pens, ostensibly from a charity organization or a disabled veteran. The Post Office recently indicted one Florida operator who was sending out over 2,000,000 such pens, reaping a profit that may have run as high as $900,000 a year...
Convinced he had picked up a forger's scent, Noble made tests to determine the specific gravity of the horse, found it was too low for solid bronze but about right if the statue had a sand core, held in place by iron wire and tacks-which is how French bronze statues in the 1920s were cast. Ordinary X-ray equipment would not penetrate deeply enough to show the interior of the sculpture. But on Sept. 15, Noble, using equipment developed to inspect the six-inch-thick steel hulls of nuclear submarines, was able to have a gamma...
...Charles de Gaulle, far from trying to create a prosperous Europe that would include Britain, seemed more bent on mischief. De Gaulle's machinations, charged no less an authority than Robert V. Roosa, former U.S. Treasury Under Secretary, began a month ago when the French President caught the scent of approaching trouble for the pound. Hoping to demonstrate that Britain is unfit for Common Market membership, the French began a clandestine campaign to create a sterling crisis by spreading damaging rumors and innuendo, including false reports of loans to Britain. "This," said Roosa, "was a triumph of mischiefmaking...
...complete without pause at that 1967 Xanadu, the Brattle theatre. A grenadine and soda at the Blue Parrot, a bourbon and branch water at the Casa-blanca, and then a Singapore Sling at the Grand Turk. A Union Jack jumbo necktie at Truc and then, sniffing the honey scent of the beeswax candles on the way upstairs, one sits down, coked to the gills but dressed to the teeth, at a Bogie flick to experience the greatest pleasure in the dome: hissing Sidney Greenstreet. That's life, and it's all made possible by Cyrus Harvey and Bryant Haliday...
...frail, tuberculous stalk of a fellow with a hatchet face crowned on a high dome with an inverted bowl of reddish hair cut in bangs. He liked to invite friends early to a party to help him "scent the flowers." He was happiest "when the lamps of the town are lit," and held forth at Soho cafes, bantering with other wits of the day. "Nero," he said once, "set Christians on fire like large tallow candles"; then he added wickedly that this was "the only light Christians were ever known to give...