Word: leatherizing
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...probably safe to say that not very many people list dogsled driving as a hobby. No doubt only a few more can say that, while traveling by other means, they have been forced to drive off the road to avoid a moose and have had their leather two-suiter eaten by Eskimos. These very special experiences belong to Ed Ogle, an Indiana-born, New Orleans-trained newsman who for the past nine years has been our bureau chief in Calgary, Alberta, Canada, and who traveled some 10,000 miles over his sprawling territory to do the major reporting for this...
...afternoon in Cape Town. In the public gardens beside the South African House of Assembly, brown squirrels scampered through the oak trees, and white men lazed comfortably on the benches marked "Europeans Only." Inside the paneled assembly chamber, Prime Minister Hendrik Verwoerd strode down the aisle, took his green leather seat on the front bench and, in a gesture that had become automatic, touched the fingers of his left hand to a small scar on his jaw, all that remained of the assassin's bullet that had nearly killed him in 1960. Verwoerd was in high spirits...
Without uttering a word, Tsafendas drew the dagger out of its leather sheath, plunged it three times into Verwoerd's chest and once into his neck. The House looked on in horror, too stunned to move. Verwoerd tried to raise one arm to protect himself, then, confused, used it to brush back his hair. He slumped over, blood spurting through his shirt...
...thriving industrial base during World War II. The Russians, who had pounced like vultures at war's end, were busily dismantling the best of the Japanese factories when Lin and his 150,000 men arrived, but Lin sent cadres into the countryside with the order: "Take off your leather shoes, lay down your office bags, put on the clothes of the peasants, and eat kaoliang [the coarse sorghum of Manchuria]." The lessons of Yenan were being applied...
...Wild Angels. Across the flats of southern California hustles a big mean hog. Ape bars, twin exhausts, chrome on everything except the rubber, this Harley is doing a ton and still hot to trot. At the stomper sits Heavenly Blues (Peter Fonda), a cool fool dragging a black leather jacket, bronk boots, hair as long as a girl's, and a German Iron Cross. With his free hand, H.B. picks his nose and then thoughtfully scratches his crotch. On the stingy seat, wearing a grab-me sweater, sits his sheep (Nancy Sinatra). Behind them 20 other double-straddled sickles...