Word: padding
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Dates: during 1960-1960
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...confident. On the floor, nobody bothered to keep score. Republican Minority Leader Charles Halleck sat quietly relaxed; Ohio's William McCulloch, the G.O.P. floor manager for the bill, dawdled with his yellow pencil; the South's floor manager, Louisiana's Edwin Willis, scribbled on a note pad; New York's Emanuel Celler, the Democrats' floor manager, even left the chamber during the count. At length, Speaker Sam Rayburn spoke the finish: "On this vote, the yeas are 311, the nays...
...five seconds past 8 a.m. one morning last week, the Thor-Able rocket took off from its pad at Cape Canaveral with a symmetrical gush of flame and climbed into the morning sky. Above the clouds, the second-stage rocket, the Able part of the act, took over and burned as scheduled. Unseen in space, four paddle-batteries sprang into position. At an altitude of 300 miles, the solid-propellant third stage fired and pushed its speed to 24,869 m.p.h...
...Hoffman circles the earth carrying six shirts, five pairs of eyeglasses and 290 lbs. of old letters, news clips, books. Also in his luggage: pad after pad of his "Handy-Dandy Little Giant Nervous Breakdown Avoider," a mail-answering form full of prefab messages such as "Congratulations," "Get well soon," "Let's both forget it," and "You paid me the highest compliment a woman ever paid a man, but I am not worthy of your love." That last item is frequently checked, for Hoffman is fond of women, including girls of all wages. His vision being what...
Searching for the royal tree, sarongclad Laotians, silver-bedecked Meo tribesmen, naked Kha with blowpipes and poison darts move like shadows through the jungle. Black, White and Red Thai pad over the hills and into the deep valleys. "No one is forced to search, but all do," says the Minister of Cults. "By so doing they gain merit in the eyes of Buddha...
...glow at the end of its cable car, 4,000 feet above the city on Mount Avila. Inside the red-plush walls of La Belle Epoque restaurant, the oil lawyers and the air-conditioner distributors hoist $2.40 martinis and down $20 dinners. Visiting businessmen snap on black ties and pad down the corridors of the jammed Hotel Tamanaco, bound for nightclubs where sleek performers dance the traditional, twirling, fast-stepping joropo to the sound of harps twanging like guitars...