Word: seconder
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...escape into outer space, Lewis pointed out, requires an initial speed of 6.95 miles a second (25,020 m.p.h.). This requirement cannot be dodged by running the rocket motor slowly over a long period; that would only waste energy by forcing the ship to carry heavy fuel to a greater height...
...second synthetic gait, most comfortable for the rider but tiring for the horse, was the rack (singlefoot), a four-beat gait with each hoof striking the ground separately...
...fuel must be used as economically as possible, and the efficiency of a rocket motor depends on the speed of the exhaust gases. Lewis calculated that a space ship carrying half its total weight in fuel would have to shoot out its exhaust gases at 9.95 miles a second...
...flashing first-scene duet of tall, part-Osage Indian Ballerina Maria Tallchief (the fourth Mrs. Balanchine*) as the Firebird and Francisco Moncion as the Prince brought a touchdown roar from the audience. In the second scene, Balanchine managed to move the evil Kostchei and his 40 demons back & forth diagonally in four groups, so that City Center's scant (40-ft.) stage always seemed full of excitement but never cluttered. Throughout, it was the most stunning ballet production Manhattan balletomanes had seen in many a moon. With the final curtain, the audience set up the kind of clamor that...
Died. Maria Ouspenskaya, 73, wizened, rasp-voiced supporting actress of stage & screen (Love Affair, The Rains Came, King's Row); of second- and third-degree burns, after falling asleep while smoking in bed; in Hollywood. Russian-born, Stanislavski-trained, Mme. Ouspenskaya came to the U.S. in 1923 (as the dying woman in the Moscow Art Theater production of Gorki's The Lower Depths), divided her time between Broadway, her acting school and Hollywood, where she stole many a scene from more glamourous players, saved many a potboiler from the critics' claws with her playing of a querulous...