Word: strains
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Tsitsin thinks he almost has it-his No. 34,085 meets most specifications. This strain, a cross between wheat and couch grass grows summer or winter, is drought-and rustproof, pollenizes itself, thrives even in salty soil (producing salty wheat), and has a gluten content of 60%, equal to that of the best annual wheats. Experimental plantings have yielded two crops (totaling about 68 bushels an acre) a year. No. 34,085 still has some serious defects: it bears wrinkled grain, is hard to mill, is not as resistant to frost as Tsitsin would like. But foreign experts who have...
...right note was sounded when Lieutenant Towne suggested a permanent concession behind Chase designed to improve the humor and up the efficient of all midshipmen during these sweltering days. But Boston's beer supply would never bear the strain. We'll just have to wait for that long New England winter...
...King's mother is illuminated like a shrine. She was born in New York, in exile, the daughter of his rebel grandfather, William Lyon Mackenzie who led the abortive Canadian rebellion of 1837. Khig worships his mother. She left him her devout Scottish Presbyterian belief, a deeply religious strain that sometimes makes King seem self-righteous. An exasperated follower once described him as "a mild megalomaniac with a St. Peter complex...
...more or less typical Pomeranian of medium height, stocky, with heavy features, thinning grey hair, a small mustache, Heinz Guderian has deep-set eyes, prominent cheekbones and a patronymic that might indicate an Armenian strain...
...Passos was conscious of the strain and fatigue of the workmen, the ordeal of learning new skills, rediscovering forgot ten ones. He was more conscious than most of the contrasts of the new America, the litter and dirt, social as well as physical, and the beauty of the old towns, the electrifying wonder of the new industrial creations. Once he stood under the columned porch of a New England building watching the noontime traffic. Across the street a church steeple rose in the murky winter light. There was the smell of burning leaves in the air, the chatter of starlings...