Word: sides
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Dates: during 1980-1980
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...Make Today My Birthday," the small carton trumpets, nay, pleads. "Here's how...when you get me home, carefully remove me from the box. I am not blinking yet, but if you place your thumbs on my side...you will feel my heart (battery with cap). Squeeze firmly...my heart will start, and my light will begin blinking continuously...
...businesslike approach. "Their response was nonpolemical, non-strident," said one official privately. But the U.S. was uncertain whether the militants finally had transferred custody of the hostages to the Iranian government, as some unconfirmed reports suggested at week's end. After so many disappointments, the gun-shy American side was keeping silent about the prospects-even as it prepared another message for the Algerians to take back to Tehran...
...just been licensed by General Electric, is assembling a compressor valve unit from twelve separate parts. Its two arms can do totally different jobs at once. When it picks up a slightly defective gasket in its gray steel claw, it immediately senses something wrong, flicks the gasket to one side and picks up another. The Pragma produces 320 units an hour, without mistakes, and it can labor tirelessly for 24 hours a day. That makes it roughly the equivalent of ten human workers. Furthermore, it can easily be reprogrammed to assemble TV sets or electric motors or, theoretically, just about...
Edward Lear, who died in 1888, is best known to modern readers for his limericks and nonsense verse. But contemporaries knew another side of the man. Lear devoted his early career to producing detailed paintings of birds, and his pictures, collected by Susan Hyman in Edward Lear's Birds (Morrow; 96 pages; $37.95), belong on the same shelf with Audubon's. The line drawings and sketches that accompany them shed new light on the man himself. Many artists have used birds to lampoon their fellow men. The owlish Lear used them to caricature himself...
When the professor's daughter turns 18, she answers a mysterious call of the blood and flies to her father's side in London. There, estranged from the child's mother-he was always digging up stuff instead of tending to her wifely needs-he has latched on to Co-Finder York. Never was there such an absent-minded professor, or one so absently played. To make a long story unbearable, mysterious unpleasantnesses begin occurring as soon as father and daughter are reunited, and most of the people who get involved with her end up colorfully slain...