Word: sillness
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...light. At 10 o'clock the motors stopped. The lights went out. Then sleep in Chambrun's concrete cell battled with claustrophobia. The first night he had to climb up to the iron entrance and gasp for fresh air through the crack above the concrete sill. "Just pretend you are a monk living in the Middle Ages," counseled Bentz, his cellmate. After a month of living like a mole, Chambrun became acclimatized, even got to like his mole life. He became a full-fledged gars du béton, a Concrete Guy. An old traveler in American upper...
This is not a quotation from Conant, Hutchins, Father Sill, or Frisky Merriman. It comes instead from an article in the current issue of the Saturday Evening Post called "They Didn't Need Coaching: The Coach's Story of Recent Harvard Football" written, according to standard Post formula, by "Dick Harlow as told to Cleveland Amory...
...plane at Fort Sill, Okla. early this summer, an Air Corps observer was able to spot only ten of 40 camouflaged artillery fieldpieces on the ground. An observer of the Field Artillery in a plane spotted all 40 and accurately plotted their positions on his map. The explanation: the artilleryman, selected under less rigorous examination than the Air Corps man, was colorblind. Camouflage, designed to deceive the normal eye, fooled him not a whit...
...military observer with the Russian armies, later served as a military intelligence officer with the A. E. F., was sent to Constantinople in 1922 as an attache and was recalled in 1925 to be converted into an artilleryman. He was in command of Field Artillery School troops at Fort Sill, Okla., when he was sent to London as military attache in 1939, returned to the U. S. last April to join George Marshall's staff...
...grew up, spent one year half-heartedly studying art at Mount Union College. At 15, big and husky as a man, he quit school to roam the Southwest as ranch hand, camp cook, mule skinner, tattoo artist. He was a crack rider with the 15th Cavalry at Fort Sill, Okla. Mustered out, he married, smashed baggage at Chicago's old Northwestern railroad station, got a broken nose as a professional prize fighter, finally settled down as a machinist's assistant in the shops of Alliance (Ohio) Machine Co. His foreman at Alliance, the late Charles T. Williams...