Word: silver
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...something that would hang around in the air waiting for a supercooled cloud. They discovered in the laboratory that snowflakes form more readily if they have something like ice to crystallize on. So they tossed all sorts of powdered substances into the fog in their laboratory "cold chamber." Silver iodide did the trick magnificently, turning the fog to snow. Silver iodide crystals are hexagonal, as snow crystals are. Apparently snowflakes recognize the kinship and are fooled into hanging on. An infinitesimal whiff is enough. In the presence of iodine vapor a single electric spark will knock enough silver...
...snowmen have not yet tried their silver iodide treatment on full-sized, outdoor clouds, but they intend to soon, with the help of the U.S. Air Forces. In the meantime they have done some figuring. The silver iodide particles need be only one-millionth of an inch in diameter. A billion billion of them will fit in an eggshell. About 200 pounds of silver iodide may be enough to seed the entire atmosphere of the U.S. at the rate of 100,000 nuclei per cubic foot. Adding one pound per hour will keep it seeded...
...creaking weight of company. Lines formed out to the sidewalk waiting to get in. The little fifth-floor gallery, which usually regarded 100 people a day as a crowd, was filled with so many hundreds every day that the building superintendent worried about undue strain on the floor. Silver-haired Art Dealer Sam Kootz was delighted; he had scooped Manhattan's arty 57th Street with the first one-man show of new Picassos since before...
Good things, like bad things, seem to come in bunches. This week sees five of the "ten best pictures of 1946" on the silver screens of local movie houses--"The Best Years of Our Lives," "It's a Wonderful Life," "Open City," "Stairway to Heaven" and "The Well-Digger's Daughter," the last of which enters its third week at the Exeter. Most of these pictures out-distance by far the much less attractive wares which the legitimate theater is offering currently, with the noteworthy exception of the wise and witty "Call Me Mister...
Later, little Willie sickened and died: "Yes, my darling, impossible as it seems, our precious little soldier boy has been taken away." Later still, to forestall Yankee marauders, "I took my silver sugar dish, cream pot, bowl, forks and spoons and put them into the legs of a pair of your drawers . . . tying up each leg at the ankle and buckling the band around my waist. They hung under, and were concealed by, my hoops. It did well while I sat still, but as I walked . . . the clanking destroyed all hope of concealment. ... I could not restrain my laughter, which...