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Several summers ago, Dr. Foulger learned that Bantu miners in South Africa sweat out large quantities of vitamin C (found in oranges and lemons), frequently develop muscle weakness, even though they eat plenty of fresh fruits & vegetables. With this clue in mind, Du Pont doctors gave their workers two vitamin C tablets (ascorbic acid) a day, along with common salt tablets, to replenish the salt lost in perspiration. Result: cases of heat exhaustion, formerly four or five a day, disappeared, even when the temperature soared to over 100 degrees. The pills, said Dr. Foulger, "should prove useful in steel mills...
...Yardlings trying to beat the Mem Hall clock on their way to the meeting at New Lecture Hall. "Ha!" said Vag, and walked on down the path. "The little fat one on the end will never make it. Wait till we get him down on Soldiers Field; will he sweat! Push-ups. Ha!" With a grunt of superior satisfaction Vag felt himself settling back into the well known channels of college life. He'd learnt something from his three years...
...said on his card? With a gasp Vag wrenched open the brown envelope he'd been dangling and skimmed its contents. What was this: "Two signatures . . . forgotten . . . five o'clock!" With a cry of anguish Vag glanced at his watch and tore down the path. Beads of sweat stood out on his face...
Starting at Home. The Judge has added to his store of knowledge about human nature in these three years. He watched witnesses squirm before him, torn by loyalty to crooked friends, by the desire to save their own hides. He noticed a queer phenomenon: some turned wringing wet with sweat, others parched so that their skin peeled. He believes that all were relieved when they finally told the truth. Under the glass top of his desk he kept a Walter Scott couplet for all to read and ponder: Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice...
...that is now whipsawing his way through Burma is the most populous of the Axis nations. Expert Kir-alfy is alarmed by visions of Japanese forces striking at Alaska and Canada or crashing through Russia's Siberian rear. But the thought that throws him into a cold intellectual sweat is the vision of the Nazi and Japanese tank commanders shaking hands on the dusty plains of an India in which all pukka sahibs will have checked the white man's burden forever at a pukka concentration camp...