Word: silting
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...blacked out and all you could see was a little shining disk. I didn't know what it was; it looked like a terrible smoke cloud. Debris - thistles and tumbleweeds - came before the storm. I thought it was the end of the world. Then a terrible, fine silt engulfed every thing." The same month Franklin Roosevelt was elected President of the U.S. The two events, the storm and the election, are linked inseparably in Hubert Humphrey's mind...
...deepest place in all the world's oceans. Manned by Jacques Piccard, son of the bathyscaph's inventor, Auguste Piccard, and Lieut. Don Walsh, the Trieste took 4 hr. 48 min. to settle slowly down to the Pacific Ocean's bottom, landing gently on soft silt that billowed up and looked like dust clouds when the lights were turned on. When the clouds cleared, Piccard and Walsh could see living creatures that moved unbothered by the pressure of more than eight tons per sq. in. The depth was 37,800 ft., which is 1.7 miles deeper than...
Wearing a 225-lb. suit and helmet. Diver Jack Coghlan, 25, slipped through a hole in the 14-in ice and out of sight in Port Arthur harbor last week. On bottom at 25 ft., he pushed through waist-deep silt to a wall of sheet-metal piling. In 39° water he carefully passed his rubber-gloved hands over the foundation, reporting what he felt and what little he could see into a telephone linked with the surface, and thought to himself, "Life could hardly be rosier these days...
...state and federal governments tried to put out the fire by drilling 500 bore holes and pumping floods of silt-bearing water down them. But the deep-down fire still burned. The fumes got so bad that mine officials kept watch round the clock to waken residents in case of a sudden increase of escaping gas. They knew that the Lackawanna River, toward which the fire was eating its way, would be no barrier. The fire could pass under its bed, and eat its way under the city's business section on the far side...
...brier pipe in mouth, tramped through tree-darkened groves where waterfalls trickled down slopes and an occasional deer or groundhog darted into a clearing. His top worry of the day was checking the waters of the Pigeon, Hominy, Davidson and other rivers to be sure that they were flowing silt-free; miles below three North Carolina communities and some of the state's biggest paper, cellophane, rayon and nylon plants were depending on a steady 100 million gallons daily...