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Cotton-State Senators chortled. Headed by old (79) "Cotton Ed" Smith of South Carolina, they had fought a bitter minor battle. The War Department had plumped for the use of rayon cord in synthetic tires in place of cotton. The politicos, ever-sensitive in their cotton fibers, worried about the South's loss of a good chunk of its domestic cotton market. Then, last week, the Senate's Truman Committee mightily boosted the cause of cotton cord...
There is plenty of cotton-though supplies of cotton textiles are declining because demands have been greater and manpower less. Rayon should be scarcer next year; military demands for superduty rayon cord for synthetic tires will take an increasing proportion of the supply...
...official report of costs for the Commencement Day dinner included expenditures for such items as 33 gallons of rum (seasoning purposes, no doubt), the upkeep of 17 horses, one cord of wood, and the rental fee on sixteen bowls. This event, according to the manuscripts, was the first public commencement in six years...
...Capt. Rains then put four shells in a blanket and placed them on another trail. The Indians discovered and resolved to catch him in his own trap. So they collected their warriors to the number of 85 or 90 and surrounded the spot; they then by means of a cord exploded the shell. Down goes Capt. Rains with a Sergt. Corpl. and sixteen men. On coming to the place he found an old "Koon" (sic) dead. Whilst he was kicking or turning the Koon over with his foot the Indians rose up and fired. The men behaved very handsomely...
...newspaperman in the film (Robert Young) meets Margaret when she arrives at a London refuge for orphaned children. She stands stiffly, a strange little figure with a tall stocking cap, the shell of a magnesium (incendiary) bomb slung on a cord around her neck, ceaselessly rubbing her dry eyes with her palms. The lady in charge (Fay Bainter) suggests that she may cry if she wishes. Margaret: "You won't smack me if I beller?" "No." Margaret begins to sob, finally relieves her pent-up tension and fears in wild, convulsing wails...