Word: spouted
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...York is the fountain-spout of U.S. culture, the intellectual gateway to England and Europe, a pump from which ideas-both good & bad-flood out over the world. It is a citadel of opera and art; its 32 legitimate theaters are the heartland of the U.S. stage. Its rich and haughty cosmetic queens determine the type of cream with which millions of women grease their faces before retiring; its beauty salons force them to cut their hair. Its Hattie Carnegies and Nettie Rosensteins dictate fashion; its $2 billion garment industry makes 80% of all U.S. women's dresses...
Wheat poured last week from the spout of a shipside elevator into a 10,000-ton Liberty ship tied up at a Galveston dock. In the dust-thick hold, longshoremen flattened the light brown piles. Loaded with 328,000 bushels of No. 1 hard winter wheat, the ship moved over to a nearby dock. Oil barges filled her bunkers with fuel oil. That evening she sidled into the Gulf, headed for Bordeaux...
...into 25 pastel-shaded houseware items ranging from poker chips (100 for $1.98) to double-walled ice-cube bowls ($4.98). Some of the bowls have close-fitting caps which, upon slight pressure, create a partial vacuum, form an airtight container. All of them can be squeezed to form a spout which disappears when the bowl is set down. A Massachusetts insane asylum found Tupperware an almost ideal replacement for its noisy, easily battered aluminum cups and plates; patients could damage Tupperware only by persistent chewing...
Time & again he brought in flowing wells in fields which had been abandoned. He loved the thrill of finding a gusher, the throaty roar and sudden spout of oil through the derrick. It got so that he lost interest in pumping wells, and sold them off so he could look for more gushers...
...Manhattan's sleazy Stillman's Gym, where he trained, a place full of the smell of dust, sweat and arnica, characters paid 50? to get in and crowd around. When Rocky, the biggest crowd-puller outside of Joe Louis, swigged water between rounds and aimed a spout at a funnel in the corner of the ring, they didn't mind being splashed. When Rocky elbowed his way through the mob to work on the small punching bag, the hangers-on tried to borrow five or ten, or find out "How's ya condition." Rocky liked...