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...They wanted to know all about salaries. President Lee promised to tell them individually if they would come to his office later. "Boooooo!" howled the stockholders. Someone attacked the management. "Boooo! Boooo!" Someone defended the management. "Boooo! Booo! Booo!" Finally one of the 250 stockholders yelled: "We want dough out of this company, not a lot of talk like this...
...possesses an instinct for public opinion and a knowledge of men that is invaluable to the other founders of the United States. While he lacked the vision of the theorist, he had the background of a hard bitten practicality to use as a leaven for the political dough of Hamilton and Adams...
...battery of gas heaters to insure cleanliness and perfect regulation of heat, the most modern machinery has been installed, including a machine that thoroughly gifts the flour, weighs it, separates it into the correct portions, and mixes it with the regulated amount of water and yeast. The dough is then run on to a moulding machine, which, by a system of swiftly moving belts, kneads the dough and turns it into the desired shape. After a certain length of time in the steam and electric proving rooms, the mixture slides into the evens, one of which has a steam attachment...
When she arrived in Manhattan last week, after a trip from Lake Constance, Switzerland, which has taken almost ten months, the monster Dornier flying boat DO-X (pronounced: dough-icks) stirred and surprised a city which had long ceased to be impatient for her arrival. The deep vehemence of her twelve 600-h. p. Curtiss Conqueror motors beat down like a whole squadron of ordinary planes, stilling the clamor of streets and avenues as she passed over. People, peering from windows and sidewalks were amazed at a hull which is three winged Pullman sleepers in capacity. The shadow...
...Madison Square Garden, Jim Londos humped an enormous torso shaped like a single pile of white dough and topped with a tiny spike of head, wrapped his arms around Jim McMillen, U. S. wrestler who once played with Red Grange on Illinois' football team. For 56 minutes, 54 seconds they grunted, sweated, flopped with terrific thuds on the canvas. Once Londos threw McMillen out of the ring. Then McMillen slipped Londos through the ropes. Then both fell down into the press bench, were helped in again, resumed grappling. At last Londos picked up McMillen, slapped him down, rolled...