Word: spins
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...another spin to the gay whirl, Bolivia's President Victor Paz Estenssoro flew 665 miles northwest to Lima one day last week. It was a historic occasion. Ever since Chile defeated them in the War of the Pacific (1879-83), Peru and Bolivia have sullenly blamed each other for their joint misfortune. But from the moment that Peruvian President Manuel Odría gave him a big abrazo at the airport, Paz Estenssoro was treated like a long-lost brother. Bands played, a Cadillac convertible drove the Presidents through cheering throngs. Paz responded: "Peru and Bolivia have an ancestral...
...tower to poor MacDougal (symbol of Scotch commerce), spends hours doting on a road runner bird (symbol of the Old Spanish Southwest) in the pet department at Woolworth's (23rd Street branch). She opens her door to a bevy of characters as split-and-mixed as herself; they spin poetic stories in a troubadourish vein, seek peace and unity in the heart of a whirl of fantasy. In a Farther Country fades out with Marietta and one of her wacky acquaintances revolving in a dream world to the accompaniment of a fancy Goyen epitaph: "Her body became like...
...looked like a bad day for the big spin in "The Brickyard." Grey rain clouds scudded over Indianapolis; damp winds skittered across the infield as the Memorial Day 500-mile auto race got under way. But Wild Bill Vukovich, 36, the "Grape Picker" from Fresno, Calif., had no time to worry about weather. He kept his eyes on the track. A two-time winner in the 500, "Vuky" was hell-bent on pulling off an unprecedented three...
Bridgeman proves the necessary role of man even in the most highly developed planes. Engineers said the Skyrocket could not survive a spin. Bridgeman fell 7,000 ft. in ten seconds in a spin-and survived it. Another time engineers said the Skyrocket would not handle badly if sent into a sharp pushover at high altitude, but Test Pilot Bridgeman discovered: "Harder she rolls, harder and faster. The flat horizon line flips wildly through the squinting slit windows. I fight the crazy gyration with the ailerons. They are no weapons. They are feathers in a windstorm ... I release my hand...
...crept through a Lancashire cotton town one sunny day last week. From the car window Queen Elizabeth II smiled at her loyal Lancastrians and waved a gloved hand. It was the Queen's first state visit to the grimy industrial county where 5,000,000 sturdy English folk spin the bulk of Britain's cotton textiles, mine a goodly share of its coal. She had come with her husband Philip to shed a ray of royal hope in the one region of prosperous Britain that is visibly and chronically depressed. "Dark, Satanic Mills." Lancashire is not the tourists...