Word: suits
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Under the 1903 Expediting Act, District Court judgments in civil antitrust suits can be appealed only to the Supreme Court, not to a Circuit Court of Appeals. †Clark disqualified himself because he was Attorney General when the Justice Department brought the suit in 1949. Harlan had represented Du Pont as a lawyer. Whittaker had not yet been appointed when the case was argued before the court. *In 1950, after the Government brought suit against Du Pont, Congress amended Section 7 to make it clearly applicable to vertical cases...
Short, plump and natty in a tan gabardine suit, Nuri asSaid, 13 times Prime Minister of Iraq, stepped down jauntily from his Vickers Viscount. His lips slightly parted, his hooded eyes darting back and forth as if not to miss a detail, he looked almost as if he were tasting the happy occasion...
...this seemed to suit Phetsarath just fine. He announced he would now tour the southern provinces, picking up more hibiscus blossoms and kowtows. Wrily old Phetsarath, who is possibly the best big-game hunter in Southeast Asia, would be delighted to let confusion reign indefinitely in both Luang Prabang and Vientiane. If things get too badly snarled up, he might be willing to take over the premiership himself. And after that, who knows? He might even bag his uncle's white umbrella...
High-Voiced Helium. At 11 p.m., seven hours before the scheduled start of the flight, Kittinger got into his pressure suit ("feels like being loved by an octopus") and climbed into the gondola, a closed cylinder 3 ft. in diameter and 7 ft. tall. The lid was clamped shut, and the air inside was replaced by a helium-oxygen mixture. This was to denitrogenize Kittinger so that a sudden drop in pressure would not give him the bends by releasing bubbles of nitrogen in his blood. From this point on, his voice sounded somewhat squeaky; helium raises the pitch...
...produced a bitter fictional report centered on a village that hangs like an abandoned bird's nest on a waterless escarpment between the Apennine Mountains and the Adriatic. His story, in translation at least, is as stiff, ill-fitting and yet appropriate as a peasant's wedding suit...