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...hours Prophet. Procter & Gamble (Ivory) was an early experimenter with the guaranteed work year and employe representation on the board of directors. Last week two other household soap names made social news. One was Samuel Simeon Fels, scholarly septuagenarian maker of Fels Naptha. The other was J. (for James) Crate Larkin, vice president of Buffalo's Larkin Co., Inc., makers of the soap U. S. children sell their parents' friends for the sake of Larkin premiums...
...brass band of the Brazilian Military Academy. Up to the dock where waited President Justo, and in their shiniest toppers, his entire Cabinet, warped the great São Paulo. Guns belched out national salutes, and in the midst of the hubbub there was suddenly a great banging of crate lids and fluttering of wings. Members of the Buenos Aires Pigeon Society were releasing 10,000 bewildered white birds, each with one wing striped blue and white for Argentina, the other yellow and green for Brazil...
...cases, the nine old gentlemen on the bench began to ask questions with the amused detachment of sages from the moon. To begin with, they wanted to know all about the chicken business. Justice Sutherland was told that in "straight killing" the customer buys the contents of a crate sight unseen. If a customer wants a half crate, "you just break the box in half...
Missouri hens laid certain eggs months and months ago. The eggs went to a packer in Omaha, Neb. who assembled crate after crate, culling eggs cracked in shipment. Frugally he separated the yolks and whites of the culls, loaded the yolks into 30-lb. cans, sold them to bakeries throughout the country...
...which rushed the theatre. First fists flew. Then blackjacks. Policemen's nightsticks thudded in the dark. Growing momentarily, the crowd surged down the street to the Strand. Crash! Down came the advertising displays. Back & forth between the Strand and the Palace shuttled the mob. Someone had a crate of eggs. Others bombarded the police with hard cinders, soft, squashy fruit. Badgered policemen drew their pistols, spattered the pavement with bullets. Perhaps students, too, had pistols. One bullet ricocheted into the leg of Edward Nabors, 36, as he skirted the mob on his way home from the library. A blackjack...