Word: clasped
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...glow seemed to spread over the whole General Assembly on its opening day of firmly fixed smiles and heavy hand-pumping. Delegates exchanged greetings with an almost perfectly uniform ritual: strong right-hand clasp, affectionate left-hand pat on the back. The official nurse, on duty just across a corridor from the General Assembly Hall, dispensed only one headache powder the first day (to a Chilean delegate...
...came into existence December 5, 1776 at William and Mary in Virginia. It introduced all the ritual and mysticism employed by contemporary fraternities--an oath of secrecy, a badge, mottoes in Greek and Latin, a code of laws, an elaborate form of initiation, a seal, and a special hand-clasp...
Like all gossip columnists, Irv Kupcinet finds nightclubs exciting, and gets some of the excitement into his column. Every night, sportily dressed in a shirt with long Sinatra-style points (and with KUP loudly emblazoned on his handkerchief, tie clasp, cuff links and gold ring) he patrols such spots as Chez Paree and the Shangri-La, slapping backs, sipping coffee, soaking up column items. His red-haired wife tags along, often wearing a blouse stenciled with his columns. He haunts the Pump Room of the swank Ambassador East Hotel, a telephone plugged in at his table. Even at home, where...
...times per minute (though with only the faintest vibration). The fire raging in its heart would heat 1,000 five-room houses in zero weather (though much of the engine's exterior is cool). From the air intake in its snout, invisible hooks reach out; their suction will clasp a man who comes too close and break his body. The blast roaring out the tail will knock a man down at 150 ft. The reaction of the speeding jet of gas pushes against the test stand with a two-ton thrust. If the engine were pointing upward and left...
...Professor Tinbergen-and upon you, too, TIME ! Do you not know that there are still extant a few of us anthropomorphic-minded souls who still clasp Uncle Remus and Ernest Thompson Seton to our bosoms? We prefer to believe, since birds do it and bees do it, that they (and the sticklebacks) feel romantic about what Professor Tinbergen insists is merely another dismal reflex...