Word: functioning
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...different principle. Exactly how it works is still a military secret (at least one of the instruments has fallen into Axis hands, but its inventors believe it will take Axis scientists years to figure it out). Its basic parts are a triangular set of coils and a gyroscope. The function of the gyroscope (which spins at 10,000 revolutions a minute) is simply to keep the instrument level during a plane's turns and lunges. The coils, which replace the needle in the old compass, pick up currents from the earth's magnetic field. This energy is converted...
...Spring-Summer" issue of the Advocate proves that a literary magazine can have a function in wartime. Dedicated to Soviet writing, this number of America's oldest college literary publication presents material of interest both to the uninitiate and to those better acquainted with our ally's artistic effort...
...year capped by Salerno and Emden, the Army Air Forces, just finishing off a phenomenal growth of 3,500% in two years (and now bigger than the U.S. Navy), had written a book of tactics, proved new aircraft, broadened the functions of older types. So had the U.S. naval air arm, but on a scale proportionate to its smaller size, its more limited function as a supporting weapon of the fleet...
...roof prism is used in a gun sight's elbow telescope, which enables an anti-aircraft gunner, for example, to look horizontally into the eyepiece and see his target overhead. The elbow telescope inverts the image; the roof prism's function is to turn the image right side up. Roof prisms are thum-sized, polished crystals whose two top facets are shaped like a peaked roof. In manufacture, a piece of glass is first sawed roughly to shape, then ground to exact proportions by a delicate hand. In the final product, every facet must be absolutely flat...
Ever hear the one about the absent minded professor? Well, this is almost as good. A. J. Gregory, who was trying awfully hard to function as the leader of the third platoon on the way to chow the other day, got his signals mixed as we approached the outskirts of Harvard Union. "Column left," commanded Mr. Gregory, who promptly did a very next column right and marched down Quincy Street all by himself. The Platoon, which was hungry, marched straight ahead toward the Union's main entrance. "Oh, pardon me," apologized Mr. Gregory, scurrying back to the head...