Word: haired
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Dates: during 1940-1940
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...Boltz was a tall (5 ft. 11 in.), gaunt (140 lb.), begoggled man with close-cropped greying hair and parchmentlike skin which had a tendency to chap and crack in winter time. He had a large nose, deeply indentured cheeks, an exaggeratedly erect carriage. His walk was peculiar: legs stiff, knees high, feet thrown toward the outside and brought down hard on each heel-a modified civilian goose step. He usually wore high brown shoes of English make, white shirts with starched bosoms and cuffs. His voice (deep, resonant, deliberate) and demeanor were those of a parson...
...between, Alexander Alexandroff listened to arguments, rolling innumerable cigarets, said nothing. Wearing the same clothes until they wore out, he imperceptibly became Uncle Alex, the most familiar figure of the neighborhood-a portly man now, kindly but frugal, helpful, but insisting on being paid for it, his brown hair reduced to a faint fringe, stumping along with his blackthorn cane to a nearby restaurant, observing Sunday by changing his tie and eating a better meal...
...radios, etc.). With the U. S. supply virtually exhausted seven months ago, Glidden Co. put $100,000 into a new plant at Hammond, Ind. to make powdered metals, last week was turning out ten tons of powdered iron daily, selling at 14½ to 17? a lb.-within a hair's breadth of what the imported price used...
...Cigaret paper is hard to make. It must be thinner than a human hair, strong enough to fold without tearing, tasteless. It must not stick to the lips nor burn faster or slower than tobacco. Before the war the U. S. bought its yearly supply (some $4,000,000 worth) from France, which made the paper from old linen gathered by the ragpickers of Poland, Russia and the Balkans...
Forced to think about Percy Bysshe Shelley, most people visualize something with wild hair, wild eyes, a decollete shirt, poised to intone: "Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!" Responsible for this conception is Shelley's official biographer, Professor Edward Dowden, and a whole school of Victorian apologists. They have busily sold Shelley as an inspired listener to skylarks, with an unfortunate but irrelevant "interest in social revolution. Critic-Poet Francis Thompson advised would-be Shelleyans to "peep over the wild mass of revolutionary metaphysics" and discover...