Word: coughings
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...management will consolidate sales organizations and let Life Savers (which also makes Pine Bros.' cough drops) take over Beech-Nut's chewing-gum business. Noble plans other economies. For example, Beech-Nut, which started out making hickory-cured ham in Canajoharie, N.Y. 65 years ago, has had an increasingly tough job competing in food lines with such giants as General Foods, Standard Brands and H. J. Heinz, could branch into higher-profit products. Bubbled Noble last week: "This will be one last fling...
Suddenly it was all over. The four years of Cambridge, with Greta Garbo and Douglas Fairbanks playing at the University Theatre, dinners at the Georgian, Mallory straws and raccoon coats at the Coop, and Old Golds without "a cough in a carload," this was all finished...
...like camping, but how could I work as a doctor?" As the weeks wore on, the young doctor was appalled by his task. The islanders refused to pay bills or take orders. Some 300 Senans were seriously ill with bronchitis, rheumatism and TB; many of the children had whooping cough. What lie de Sein needed, L'Haridon pleaded to mainland authorities, was a modern dispensary equipped with X ray to spot TB cases, plenty of drugs, and a helicopter to remove serious cases to the mainland. Last week the mainland offered to equip a dispensary-but only...
...Pulitzer Prize-winning Staffer Frederick Woltman discovered that Le Pavilion, the town's poshest paradise for fat-walleted gourmets (sample price: $5 for a nibble of imported pate), is having landlord troubles. Le Pavilion's landlord: Columbia Pictures, which wants Pavillowner Henri Soule (rhymes with souffle) to cough up more rent than the piddling $16,500-a-year he now pays. The trouble began, went one version, when Columbia's President Harry Cohn drifted into Le Pavilion and was rushed to a low-rated corner table obscured by potted palms. Denying that he was ever so unkind...
...them all in a sack, and on a pitch black night took them out under an arch. First I would cough, and then immediately whale the daylights out of the cats. They whined and shrieked like an infernal pipe organ. I would pause for a while and repeat the operation-first a cough, and then a thrashing. I finally noticed that even without beating them, the beasts moaned and yelped like the very devil whenever I coughed. I then let them loose. Thereafter, whenever I had to eat off the floor, I would cast a look around. If an animal...