Word: worsteds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...spot dragged more than 100 dead and mangled bodies from the wreckage. The government railway earlier gave out that 80 had been killed, 65 injured. The Exchange Telegraph (British) news-agency's figures were 300 killed, 250 injured. If those last were accurate, the disaster was the worst in official railroad history, topping the Gretna Green, Scotland wreck of 1915 in which 247 were killed. 246 injured...
...because in moist weather a parasitic fungus flourishes which preys on the larvae. Scientists estimate the number of eggs by digging up the ground, counting the eggs in small sample areas. After they brought in a heavy egg count last spring, followed by continued dry weather, they predicted the worst...
Tense and drenched, Cotton had birdied the 18th hole with a tremendous putt in the morning round, for a 73. At least 2,000 galleryites set out with him after lunch, though the storm had reached its worst. Reginald Whitcombe was out in 39, they heard. Nursing every shot, Cotton reached the turn in 35, to learn that Whitcombe had straggled in with 76 for a total of 292. That left Cotton just 38 strokes to tie. His gallery trebled as, spurning waterproof clothes lest they bind his swing, the lithe, hawk-faced Cotton shot the first five holes...
...four canons living within the Close of Silbury Cathedral, The Canon was short, paunchy, 60-year-old Carmichael, who after 24 years of devoted service embroils the Cathedral in the worst mess that ever rose out of a canon's past. An unbending traditionalist, he fidgets through the first scene with misgivings about the new Dean-a rawboned, sympathetic Cambridge scholar named Mallinson, whose wife, a tall, witty, Virginia Woolf sort of character, is the author's voice for a detached account of Cathedral life. Added to these central characters are the staff of functionaries who make...
...thought they might be almost edible. Flat-heeled, brown-clad English women all looked like schoolteachers. Under the withering catechism of Author Walter De La Mare, Madame Ichikawa admitted that the only things good about England were "the policeman, cart-horses and Simpson's beef-steak." * The worst example of English bad taste she found in her hotel lavatory, where the toilet-paper was stamped with an advertisement showing "a lovely little child's face." Peering through heavy bars at the British crown in the Tower of London, she wished that she could be in the crown...