Word: thinly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...articulate dogs last week argued for attention. At the Eastern Dog Club's show in Boston one Princess Jacqueline, French bull from Bangor, Maine, answered questions logically, in a thin, high-pitched voice like a parrot's, "I will . . . I won't . . . Bangor . . . elevator." Her owner, Mrs. Mabel A. Robinson, explained proudly that Jacqueline had learned to talk "all by herself...
Soon it appeared that only small fry have been jailed. Still at liberty in Colmar is that master mind of pro-German plotters in Alsace, the notorious Abbé Haegy. A tall, ascetic priest, with cold eyes, thin lips and eloquently gesturing hands, he was busy last week personally editing his pro-German newspaper, while several members of its staff languish in jail...
Coolidge Tube. In x-ray tubes the electrons popping from the cathode are imprisoned within the tubes. How to get them outside became a problem for scientists. Philip Lenard, Nobel prizewinner for 1905 and now professor at the University of Heidelberg, solved it by placing a thin aluminum "window," one eighth of an inch in diameter, at one end of a tube. Electrons passed through it, but feebly. He used only 30,000 volts of electricity...
...Coolidge, working with able assistants at the Schenectady research laboratories of General Electric, two years ago succeeded more magnificently. For his window he used a sheet of nickel 1/2000 of an inch thin. (Human hair varies between 6/1000 and 126/10,000 of an inch in diameter.) And he used 350,000 volts of current. Electrons hurtled through the nickel foil, speeding about 150,000 miles a second (four-fifths the speed of light). As beta and gamma rays, similar to the offshoots from radium, they turned acetylene gas into a yellow powder such as scientists never before had seen. They...
...adorn the front page of the Mirror. She may return with the count whose title proved a misnomer at Monte Carlo. She may be hailed as the leading emotionalist of the stage, for all the world loves a lovable Lorelei especially if her diction is precious and her ankles thin. But though the world play suppliant at her feet, yet all this is as nothing if the keystone of her career has not been dropped into place. If the joyful tidings have not been shared in the corridors of Sever, if the word has not been whispered across the tables...