Word: thin
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Most recently illuminated of all Near Eastern art traditions is that of Iran (Persia), whose present Shah welcomes celebration of his country's bygone glories. Chief illuminator is a tall, ruddy gentleman with thin grey hair who lives and labors alternately in a Park Avenue apartment and in a truck on the craggy passes of Iran. Mr. Arthur Upham Pope is director of the ten-year-old American Institute for Iranian Art and Archeology...
...Protector" Daladier was "honored" to be received in white-walled Bardo Palace by plump, thin-bearded, 76-year-old Sidi Ahmed II, Bey of Tunis, figurehead ruler of the protectorate. Slender Erik Labonne, French Resident General, the real ruler of Tunisia, stayed in the background. As M. Daladier crossed the imaginary boundary line of the Bey's palace grounds he forgot to observe a 500-year-old custom which requires all visitors, high or low to bow. An attaché quickly reminded the Premier, who halted, backed up, bowed...
...used a thin needle, 1¼ inches long, which he passed through a tiny opening in the air-sac end of the egg. After he withdrew the needle, he sealed the hole with paraffin. In three or four days he removed the infected yolks, dried and ground them, diluted them in salt water, produced a remarkably virulent suspension of Rickettsiae, which lost none of its power when passed through ten series of eggs. "The technique," said Bacteriologist Cox, "is very simple, and permits a minimum of contamination." The simplicity of this operation should permit him to make thousands of doses...
...Atlanta Constitution, Louisville Courier-Journal and Times, Chattanooga News. Winner Majure and his family of eight raised $225 worth of their own food this year, have $220 worth on hand, not including some hogs killed this month. They spent only $49.64 for food they did not raise. Thin, round-shouldered Mrs. Majure has on her shelves 273 quarts of vegetables, 40 quarts of meat, six glasses of jelly, 99 quarts of pickles, 18 gallons of syrup...
That night there is snow, and its soft silent falling does much to cool his feverish vacation marathon. He finds that the mad dashings, the enforced gaieties which have so far characterized his holiday activities have now a thin crust of ice tinging their edges. In a so-white, so-virginal, so-hushed world, it becomes unseemly to talk loudly and vacuously with hometown people, to rush hastily from place to place, and to find final lodgement at the noisiest, the most crowded, most frenzied party-dance. But that is what everyone he knows insists on doing. And likewise...