Word: weathered
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...into the Arctic night went Sergeant Morgan and a native crew in a whaleboat, equipped with an outboard motor. Through bad, murky weather, all mist and fog, they put-putted southward across little ponds and up small streams. Few hours later they made out a splotch of red-colored wreckage in the river a quarter-mile ahead near the Eskimo village of Walkpi. They landed, found a little group of natives huddled about a sleeping bag. On the ground, under the sleeping bag, lay the body of Will Rogers, his legs broken, his skull crushed. By his Ingersoll pocket watch...
...once known Mrs. Ida Rose Cooper, she sent magic fireballs into their windows at night. Mr. Waldman had been burnt. The Waldmans slept with a pair of pliers in the bed to catch the floating fireballs, a hammer and anvil to smash them with, and "even in this hot weather we had to keep the windows closed to keep the fireballs out." When Mrs. Matilda Waldman shot and killed Mrs. Cooper last week, headlines ran NO MORE FIREBALLS FOR WITCH SLAYER...
...House, answered a direct question directly: Yes, he had asked to have his tax bill passed at this session. He remembered when he used to practice law. If a rich man had a weak case in court his lawyers might try to get it postponed on account of hot weather. If anyone had a good case he pressed for action. In so many words Franklin Roosevelt said that rich men, such as newspaper publishers,* who oppose his tax bill had a weak case, while he had a strong case. Ergo, he pressed for action. Congressmen spend their legislating hours...
...Jersey shore of the Hudson River, where they went on starving. They rigged up a tent, pitched it each night in Palisades Interstate Park, struck it at dawn to avoid arrest for vagrancy. George picked up odd jobs. When the tent began to fall apart and bad weather set in last week, the Umbachs moved to a 4-ft. cement culvert that drains rainwater from the Palisades slopes into the Hudson...
...chosen. Equally improved was everything else. By June 5, these preparations had cost the U. S. Army Air Corps and the National Geographic Society, joint sponsors of the flight, some $175,000. Then for a month Captains Orvil A. Anderson and Albert W. Stevens twiddled impatiently, waiting for good weather on high. Last week it came. Joyfully, the camp went to work. Without shoes and wearing cotton gloves to protect the rubbery fabric, 300 soldiers gingerly smoothed out the bag, examined every inch for adhesions. After supper they started valving in gas. Soon the balloon humped in the middle, commenced...