Word: smelted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...best lines might have been written by one or another of his contemporaries, no living writer can quite reproduce the "feel" of a characteristic line by Kathleen Winsor: "They stood together, his legs widespread"; "He swept the hair off her neck and put his mouth there"; "He smelt like weeds rotted in water." Even longer stretches of Winsor prose have that touch of pure Amber. "She had been surprised at the discovery of an eager sensual appetite within herself. It had been in hiding, apparently, for most of her life . . . and then one day it had appeared...
...years, titanium dioxide (a powder) has been used in paint, while metallurgists sought to smelt it into a metal. It was not until 1946 that William Kroll, a metallurgist for the Bureau of Mines, managed to produce small grey spongelike globs of metal which could be cast into ingots. The Bureau sent a memo on titanium to Colonel John Dick, 49, chief of the Materials and Components Division of the Air Force Industrial Resources Directorate, "who became a one-man publicity bureau for the metal, began plugging it to the armed services...
Near by rise the skeletons of two blast-furnaces which will smelt the ore into iron, and the chimneys of nine open-hearth furnaces where the iron will be turned into molten steel, spilled into a giant ladle and poured into ingots. Beyond are the "soaking pits," huge ovens where the ingots will be kept red hot while they wait their turn in the mills, where tremendous rollers will press the glowing ingots into slabs...
Brief excerpt: "The river looked miles and miles across. The moon was so bright I could a counted the drift-logs that went a-slipping along, black and still, hundreds of yards out from shore. Everything was dead quiet, and it looked late, and smelt late ... It was kind of solemn, drifting down the big still river, laying on our backs looking up at the stars, and we didn't ever feel like talking loud, and it warn't often that we laughed, only a little kind of a low chuckle. We had mighty good weather...
...alarm was turned in by John Kaplan '51, of C-14, who smelt smoke, went downstairs, and found Daniel B. Richardson '50 and Nicholas Benton '51 battling the flames. (The third occupant of the room, Philip W. K. Sweet '50, returned just as the fire department arrived...