Word: cottone
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...stooped old lady, who in her daytime tweeds and cotton stockings looks like a tired, worn housewife, Mrs. Truxtun Beale entertains with rigid selectivity at Decatur House, the only house in Washington still lighted by gas and candlelight. Said a society writer: "If you go to Beale's you're made. She has no ax to grind, nothing to sell. She's just so secure...
...industry grew fast, but Love's company grew faster. He kept buying small new plants (he now has 81), thus kept abreast of the industry's improvements without too big an outlay. Rayon's recent rate of growth has far exceeded both wool and cotton. Since 1940 the rayon industry has grown 238%, Burlington's sales have risen...
...fight affected more than rayon. Now that it was in ample supply, after three years of shortages, rayon men hoped to grab some of the cotton and wool market. In a cocky newspaper ad, Burlington sounded a battle cry: "It is a rough and tumble competitive situation with few holds barred. Business from here on in will go to the firms that produce precisely what the public wants and at the prices the public wants to pay." And the price for women's rayon dresses, Burlington thought, would soon be down...
...netted $31.2 million). Born & bred at Harvard (where his father taught mathematics), Love came out of World War I a 23-year-old major. He took his $3,000 in savings to Gastonia, N.C., his father's home town, and got a $120-a-month job in a cotton mill. After talking local citizens into adding $80,000 of their own money to his, he bought the mill. During a real-estate boom, Love sold the mill's land and buildings at a small profit, then moved its machinery to a new $200,000 plant built by eager...
...Adverse. Aaron's father was a deacon in the Congregational Church, and smuggled runaway slaves to Canada, but when Aaron befriended a runaway dog, the old man blew its head off with a shotgun. Aaron's girl was Nadine, a Catholic in the town of Adams, "a cotton-mill hand by day, but by evening a plump, wriggling, rolling, rejoicing, inviting, shoulder-shaking, cooing, laughing, black-eyed, black-haired, black-tempered young woman, who loved all that was bright and shoddy and loud, and loved all males...