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...national crop to a bare sufficiency for Russia's own grain needs. There were even scareheads in the U. S. press, last fortnight, that the Soviets faced a famine and would have to start buying U. S. grain. To spike this rumor up rose potent Saul G. Bron, Super-Purchasing & SuperSelling Agent of the Soviet State in Manhattan. Mr. Bron is large, untidy, jovial, shrewd and bland. He is a University of Zurich Ph. D. He served apprenticeship to his present post of huge responsibility as Minister of Foreign Trade for the Ukraine. With all the emphasis...
...Saul G. Bron, affable, heavyset, but not gross, able Russian financier arrived on the Mauretania. He headed a commission of industrial leaders prepared, they said, to spend in behalf of Soviet Russia. $40,000,000 for machinery to aid in the modernizing of agricultural methods. Said Saul Bron: "The construction of tractors and trucks for the development of the country is our main concern. Our people are too poor to think of buying pleasure automobiles...
Next day Saul G. Bron, Chairman of the Amtorg Trading Corp., a Bolshevik concern trading in the U. S., declared: "Sir Henri Deterding regards the approaching tenth anniversary of the inauguration of the Soviet Government in Russia as the proper time to make still another prediction that the Soviet Union is headed toward disaster. No one taking note of Deterding's propaganda can escape the conviction that this is really the most inappropriate moment to make such a prediction...
Their intention is by no means chimerical. Russia already has a perfect monopoly of wheat sales, and in two years will be ready to export 100,000,000 bushels yearly, said its representative, Saul G. Bron...
...Escampobar lived Citizen Scevola Bron, hysterical, jealous, ex-sansculotte, who mourned for the bloody days of the bygone Terror. The rightful mistress of the farm was lovely Arlette, whom the village thought half-demented -Scevola had saved her body from the massacre that exterminated her Royalist parents, but the memory of the shrieks and the blood of that massacre still walked like a ghost through her mind. Her aunt, the upright, deliberate, tireless Catherine, asserted her a doomed object of God's particular wrath, a fatal woman, not for any man's arms...