Word: search
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...before his birthday, slim, stooped Editor Hunter plodded through six inches of snow in search of news. His red-rimmed eyes shone brightly through his glasses, grey hair poked out from under a battered fedora, and he needed a shave. Spotting a friend, Hunter, who is deaf, gave a high-pitched shout: "Any news, Bill?" Then Hunter handed him a scratch pad and a pencil. While Bill jotted down the news, Hunter read over his shoulder, now & then shouting fresh questions until he had pumped his informant...
...Search & Seizure. California law aggravates the rash of malpractice suits: one trick provision compels the defendant doctor to serve as an expert witness for the plaintiff. The epidemic in Los Angeles is especially severe because Southern California is full of elderly hypochondriacs. Says Dr. Regan; "We have so many people in the fringe group here-the lunatic fringe, that is." Examples: one woman, accusing her surgeon of having left needles in her arm, stuck 26 sewing needles into herself; another woman, claiming that she had been examined without her consent, sued under the Fourth Amendment guarantee against unlawful search & seizure...
Across the U.S., the search was on for a boy with left-parted hair, jug ears, freckles, dimples and a saucer-sized grin. When introduced to the moppet public at Easter, he will be dubbed the living "Howdy Doody Boy," and showered with 500 gifts to celebrate the 500th performance last week of the Howdy Doody Show (weekdays, 5:30 p.m. E.S.T...
Elmer and Elsie are nocturnal. During the day, repelled by too-strong light, they hide in a cozy "hutch" against the wainscoting. When night comes, they venture out in search of the mild artificial light that they crave. Guided by their photoelectric eyes, they creep toward a lamp or the fireplace. When they hit an obstacle they stop, growl faintly, back away and try again at a slightly different angle. Their wanderings often take them all over the house. When they reach a light of the proper intensity, they bask under it blissfully in photoelectric euphoria...
...strong light: the bright, glaring lamp that burns inside their hutch. They scuttle toward it eagerly. If all goes well, they pop into the hutch, where electrical contacts quiet their hunger by recharging their batteries. Not until their run-down stomachs are full do they creep out again in search of gentle light...