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...from a safe distance might mess up the weather of an enemy country. Last week Meteorologist Dr. Jerome Spar of New York University laid this interesting ghost, or at least cut it down considerably, by reporting on the lack of success of the Navy's recently declassified "Project Scud." While maintaining a neutral position, Dr. Spar agreed that the thing should be tried. Backed by the Office of Naval Research, he organized a two-year experiment that covered the U.S.'s eastern seaboard. During the periods of January to April 1953 and December 1953 to April...
...sensations of that good last shoot come back to hunters with the turn of the season. Memory rides south with the migrating waterfowl on the first clear days of fall. Then the wind veers into the northeast, the barometer drops, grey clouds scud into rain, and that old feeling returns. It is fine duck weather-time for a man to be paddling out into the marshes in the predawn cold, waiting with frostbitten impatience for a long V of honkers, watching them wing into the breeze and flare out as they drop down to feed...
Sailboats from 12 colleges will scud across the waters of the Charles River Basin this afternoon and tomorrow as New England undergraduate sailors hold their annual autumn regatta for the Schell Trophy. The winner will be in effect the fall intercollegiate sailing champion...
Arithmetic of Destruction. The Jap ships were dead ahead of them. Zeros were flashing from nearby clouds, scud streaming off their wings. Torpedo 8's plummeting craft were so low "a man could hang his hat on them." Twenty thousand eyes, thought Swede, must be watching from the decks below, ten thousand minds trying to estimate what he and his mates would do. "And there the torpedo pilot sits, throwing his plane around with both hands and both feet, his eyes flitting from enemy plane to enemy ships to target to waves to altimeter to speedometer, his brain racing...
Everybody is waiting for the first signs of winter. Up here it is goddamn cold and the wind rips down from the Black and Caspian Seas. Sometimes black clouds scud over the Caucasus. But when the wind ceases and clouds lie tranquil, then comes snow and thick rain and real cold. That is what all these men are waiting for. That, after the second front, is what the whole Soviet Union is waiting...