Word: tin-can
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...Cornelius Vanderbilt and Newport neighbors scored a smashing victory over a junkman. For some 30 years he had been heaping his own yard with indelicate odds & ends, and he lived just a tin-can's throw from the very best people. So Mrs. Peyton J. Van Rensselaer got up a petition; Mrs. Vanderbilt and some of the other best people signed it. The junkman's yard was a fire hazard, said they. That did it. The junkman tidied up. Now it was just like the good days of 1929. That was the other time he tidied...
...financial and economic dictator of Argentina," crowed Miguel Miranda to a friend last week. As Juan Perón's closest adviser and president of Argentina's newly nationalized Central Bank (TIME, April 8), the portly, fiftyish tin-can manufacturer was feeling his oats. A sweeping governmental decree had just handed him such economic power as few men had held outside Nazi Germany or Fascist Italy...
...went hysterical over saving waste paper and immediately were advised to quit and send it to the dump. We sacrificed much usable aluminum on a like drive, only to find that it was not suitable for airplanes. We had the tin-can bungle and the canceled postage-stamp fiasco. These panicky and snap drives have plainly got the people dubious on Washington advice...
...ounces of activated coconut charcoal and soda lime. The principle behind the homemade mask is simple; the assembly is more difficult. The rubber cap is fitted snugly over the face and two holes are cut in it; one for the powder-puff cover (to look through), one for the tin-can respirator. The ends of the can are removed, replaced with the wire net. Inside the can go the chemicals (two parts activated charcoal, one part soda lime) wrapped in the handkerchiefs. All openings in the cap are hermetically sealed with adhesive tape. An elastic-ribbon harness holds the mask...
...Home Guard had not always been respectable. It rose like a garish, un-British emanation from the bomb rubble of 1940's blitz. In those days its members practiced slitting throats with cheese cutters on gloomy Sunday mornings, reached out eager hands for nonexistent tommy guns, concocted tin-can explosives in the basement and took a desperate delight in the macabre techniques of Spanish Civil War guerrillas. But by last week the Home Guard had dressed ranks and counted off: on its second birthday, King George VI himself, the trade-mark of British character, became the Home Guard...