Word: tankfuls
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...owns a great rural manor and he is undeniably gentry, but he is also a ruddy-faced, curly-haired, country clot. He snores in church, he eats with his fingers. He drinks and drinks and drinks some more from great pewter tank ards; when angered, he absentmindedly dashes beer into the face of a bulldog. He grabs young wenches by the backs of their skirts and topples them onto piles of new-mown hay. He is up to his pointed chin in geese, cattle, ducks, pigs, horses, and a yelping nation of dogs. Mornings, he can be found asleep...
...victims left to sort out maneuverings that may cost them well over $100 million (TIME, Nov. 29 et seq.). But one question most fascinated the Street: What had happened to millions of pounds of vegetable oil that either never existed or were somehow spirited away from a huge tank farm in New Jersey? All that remains behind are warehouse receipts that have little, if any, value...
...hapless victim of the mess is giant American Express Co., whose subsidiary operates the tank farm in which Allied Crude supposedly stored millions of pounds of oil. One of Allied's creditors holds receipts for 161 million Ibs. of oil supposedly in Amexco's 138 tanks -but as of last week Amexco had only been able to find 7,000,000 Ibs. American Express stock plummeted from $60 to $41 a share because stockholders feared that the company's unusual organizational setup might make it liable for the complete loss; Amexco is an unincorporated joint-stock venture...
...Lewis, extensive design changes quickly reshod the limping space horse. Fuel-tank baffles were added to cut down sloshing; a new separation system was developed to cut Centaur loose from its first-stage Atlas; a critical operation in the engine-start procedure was cut from 24 to four seconds. Last week, in new harness, the second Centaur charged out of its stable and into space without a hitch. Its engines burned clear and blue for the programmed 380 seconds, sent the rocket tumbling into an elliptical orbit ranging from 340 to 1,050 miles above the earth...
...Venice, Calif., a siren song lures a young sailor toward destruction. He meets a girl, Mora, whose dark eyes distill the rapture of the depths. "I am a mermaid," she tells him-perhaps referring to her job, which involves slipping into a scaly fishtail and then into a tank at a boardwalk sideshow. But Mora is unfathomably fey. She collects starfish and coral. Gulls fly into her arms. She is tormented by a mysterious Woman in Black who appears with jet veils murmuring about her like sea things...