Word: leatherizing
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...that his feet were shod in cloth slippers. The prison chaplain, R^bbi Irving Koslowe, intoned the 23rd Psalm: "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want . . ." Just before the chair, Julius seemed to sway. Guards quickly placed and strapped him in the seat, then dropped the leather hood over his face. Three shocks of 2,000 volts each flung his body convulsively against its bonds. Listening with stethoscopes to the heart under the T shirt, attending doctors pronounced Julius Rosenberg dead...
...chamber, were unaware of the momentous change until the news began to tick in on the Marble Room teletypes. Newsmen, hurrying down to the Senate floor again, asked Taft to meet them in the President's Room. In a few minutes he obliged them, seated himself on a leather divan and cheerfully answered a barrage of questions from some 30 correspondents...
...purchase was made largely because the late John J. Raskob, the treasurer of Du Pont, had recommended that Du Pont waste no time getting into the young auto business. Raskob's recommendation had also stated: "Our interest in [G.M.] will undoubtedly secure for us the entire Fabrikoid [artificial leather], pyralin [celluloid], paint and varnish business . . ." But Pierre du Pont declared: "There was no discussion whatever [of this]. It was an unimportant statement ..." The only reason, said he, that Du Pont had bought into G.M. was to "get a good investment. . ." It was forced to invest millions more...
...trim, new, diesel-powered ship, the Marquette, pulled alongside its dock at Chicago last week, leather-faced Captain André Senft, 40, broke out a bottle of champagne and drank a toast to Chicago. It was the first time a vessel flying the French flag had touched shore there since Father Marquette beached his frail canoe...
...hour after his brief swearing-in ceremony, Wilson walked with assurance into his vast, flag-draped Pentagon office looking out over the Potomac River. Sitting down behind a walnut desk that once belonged to General "Black Jack" Pershing, he stared around at the pale blue walls and deep blue leather furniture selected by the first Secretary of Defense, James V. Forrestal. Behind his special, direct-line White House telephone, the man from Detroit propped a framed motto which read, "Nulle Bastardo Carborundum"-assembly-line Latin for "Don't let the bastards wear you down." Then, draping a cigarette...