Word: woodenness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...three known sets of George Washington's false teeth, one was wooden (they pricked his gums with splinters), one iron (which port wine discolored) and one-a natty set-of ivory...
...last week, in a wooden shack on the edge of an Austrian D.P. camp in Salzburg, a wide-eyed little boy ate chocolate cake and drank coffee with whipped cream for the first time in his life. With his father, mother and two younger sisters, he had just escaped from Hungary. Casually, without taking his attention from the food, the skinny seven-year-old answered a few questions. There was no need for him to concentrate; in his one year at the People's Democratic School in Budapest he had been trained well. The answers came easily and quickly...
...reception the speech got also caused controversy; after the opening remarks the Herald said the applause was "strictly partisan," but Herald columnist W. E. Mullins said the talk was "widely applauded" except for a "few wooden-faced Democrats." On its page eight the Herald wrote that the address was interrupted 19 times by applause, but on page nine, it was "no fewer than 20 times." Hearst's American heard only 16, but it reported a "standing ovation of seven minutes" at the close, while the other papers timed it at two minutes...
...world records at every distance from 50 kilometers (at 172.92 m.p.h.) to 1,000 miles (at 172.8 m.p.h.), for a last fling at some new records. On the twelfth lap around the twelve-mile course, hitting 200 m.p.h., the Meteor skidded and mowed down a line of wooden markers before Jenkins could straighten out. As the car began to heat up and smoke, because of a punctured radiator hose line, Jenkins braked to a stop and jumped to safety. He had chalked up 24 new records, including 196.69 m.p.h. for 25 miles. Looking sadly at his smoking racer, Ab announced...
...each other on the same narrow-gauge track. The engineers in the cabs pushed the throttles open, then jumped clear as the trains picked up speed. A few seconds later the canyon rocks reverberated with a thunderous blast as the iron horses collided headon. Scrap iron hurtled against the wooden barricades which protected the five cameras grinding away from different angles. Farther off, 300 railroad and film people cheered. As any small boy could understand, there may be something richly satisfying in the spectacle of two monsters bashing hell out of each other...