Word: wonders
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...farmers and gardeners are better armed than ever before for this year's battles against their prime enemies-insects and weeds. Against insects, the wonder insecticide DDT is scheduled for large-scale Government tests and a limited amount will be available for civilian experiments this year. Against weeds, the No. 1 enemy, which cost farmers as much ($3,000,000,000) as all other pests combined, the prospects are even brighter. Some promising weapons: ¶ A flamethrower. Used mainly on cotton, sugar cane and corn plantations, this tractor-drawn implement spurts a 2,200° flame along the ground...
Cracked a Washington correspondent: "I wonder if the Department considers pregnancy a development or a change...
Chuck Schrooder, who has about six months' supply of hair left, just checked and found, strangely enough, his new blues to be ill-fitting. "Sherman was right," says Chuck; "wonder if he got his uniforms the same place I got mine!" Sam Wolf learned the real meaning of "Penny Serenade" during one of his banquet pleas the other day. The Popps fright being a thing of the past, he failed to recover the cast-off cash, hence Stan Siskind's recent spending spree...
...English Spirit was published last year in London, will be published in the U.S. by Macmillan next week. It is a kind of book that U.S. readers seldom see, a miscellany of incidental writings on related subjects. It begins with a tribute to Winston Churchill: "I wonder how many people, when they see that so familiar, endearing, bulky figure on the films or on railway platforms returning from one of his innumerable journeys, think how much of English history is embodied in it?" It ends with a review of three books on England by American writers...
...acquaintances, who had developed a studied indifference to his talk of crusades, "expo-ZAYS" and threats, the wonder was that anyone had wasted a bullet on Kasherman. He was a man of thin face and slickly pompadoured black hair, a police station hanger-on, petty racketeer and blackmailer, who once did a two-year penitentiary stretch for a $25 shakedown of a whoremistress. His Public Press was a newspaper only by the utmost professional courtesy: it came out intermittently, whenever Kasherman could find someone to smear and someone to pay him for it; it was full of black-inked diatribes...