Word: winds
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...indeed an ill wind that blows nobody good. Perhaps in referring to the recent flood in London, it would be more appropriate to speak of the tide rather than of the wind...
There are several mooring masts in U. S. where the Los Angeles may tie up for the night. But should a high wind rise she must let go, or tear her nose off. She can, in emergencies, be brought down on large flat stretches. There must be crowds on hand to hold her. She can be temporarily "anchored" at sea by means of a huge canvas bucket dragged in the water on a 200 foot cable. On absolutely still lakes she can be angled down, to rest with her nose in the water. These are all temporary measures. Dirigibles...
...superiority of runners over the orthodox track method. It is appropriate that in the middle of a Reading Period one should have again the Wordsworthian experience of trying to catch the moon, while it glimmers in the dark ice just ahead. Nature does not need to temper her wind to the shorn lamb, not to those whose shearing is close at hand. For the rugged body is almost as necessary as the stocked brain in approaching travail...
...France in no uncertain terms of making a mere stage play to insure kind treatment from Congress when it comes to revise the plans for debt settlement. The return proposal from Washington that all the nations unite in signing this solemn compact for the outlawry of war took the wind out of French Sails. Their aim had been, according to their former enemies, to secure themselves by treaty with their powerful neighbors, that might allow them to use aggressive methods in gaining territorial strength at the expense of such nations as Italy. And so a flood of criticism...
...hands like a bright tenuous flag, and who had wrapped life closely about her like a brilliant shawl, one summer day tied a red scarf around her throat and stepped into her automobile. As she drove along the roads that sloped down to the sea, a warm slow wind fumbled at her scarf and blew it back so that it stretched and flapped along the body of the car. Then the wind tangled its tassels in the spokes of a wheel. Abruptly and terribly the dancer who had carried a thousand light banners lay in the dust of a summer...