Word: watered
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Angeles still had a vast supply of its most precious and vital commodity-water. It drew 255 million gallons a day from the Owens River. With its adjoining towns it sucked too million gallons through a 392-mile aqueduct from the Colorado River; despite the bitter interstate dispute between California and Arizona over the river's output, Los Angeles expected to tap the Colorado more freely in the future...
...common with the rest of arid Southern California, Los Angeles lusted for more. Its County Board of Supervisors eyed the ocean-it suggested a prize of a million dollars for the man who could provide a process for distilling sea water cheaply enough to make its use practical. It got letters from prison inmates, housewives, inventors, crackpots, from all over the country, from Holland, India, England, Australia and half a dozen other foreign lands...
Good Old Days. Cool breezes drifted gently across the golden grain of rice paddies that step up the lush green tropical mountains ringing Formosa's capital. Farther south, water, buffaloes dragged plows for peak-capped farmers turning soil for one of their three yearly rice crops. Nearby lay fields thick with sugar cane and vegetables. At night, electric lights -rare in rural Asia-twinkled from the modest huts of tiny villages. By day many villagers not needed in the fields worked in the small industrial plants that dot the island. Compared to mainland Chinese, the Formosans were well...
...water off Panama's San José Islands in Panama Bay was rough, but the Schmidt boys, Louis Jr., 32, and John, 35, knew their business and were ready for anything-especially marlin. Said Louis, Sailfish are just one, two, three compared to marlin. Marlin are big, scarce, make spectacular leaps clear out of water -and they're good...
...played the marlin with back motion, changing his hand from rod to reel, until his kidney harness broke. The other boys tried a shoulder harness on him, but that was no good. Said Louis: "My arm was sore, my back was sore, my seat was sore. They poured water on me and on the reel and tried different shoulder straps until I bled in four places. I hate to give up a pole, but I finally had to give it to John...