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Last week a robust Food & Drug Administration celebrated its 50th anniversary. Each year it passes judgment on the edibility, potability or safety of products worth more than $60 billion. Each week it removes an average of 98½ tons of contaminated food from the market−enough to feed poisonous meals to 131,000 people. It has driven from the nation's drugstore shelves such once popular devices as eye-cup-like gadgets to restore sight, has purged labels of fanciful prose; e.g., one imaginative drugmaker touted ordinary sarsaparilla as a cure for everything from "female complaints" to syphilis...
...John Dewey Allen, 58, onetime messenger at the New York Produce Exchange (oils, fats, grain, seed, feed, flour), was elected the exchange's 59th president. As a boy, Allen picked up pin money plucking pickle cucumbers on his native Long Island. Breaking in as a messenger on the exchange floor in 1914, he became floor trader for Munn & Jenkins, shipping brokers, later founded his Allen Shipping Co., worldwide middleman between shipowners and bulk cargo shippers. Allen saw duty in two world wars (from buck private to colonel), directed operations at the port of Antwerp in World...
...Alley. In The Horses, a corporal named Peer helps care for 800 hunger-crazed horses. As he daily enters the stockade with his bag of oats, the milling, rearing horses snap at the feed...
...remember all questions and answers which the court might ask . . . Your future will depend on how the trial goes and on its results. If you begin to lie and testify falsely, blame yourself. If you manage to endure it, you will save your head, and we will feed and clothe you at the government's cost until your death...
Standing on a Chicago el platform one day in 1928, a lean, mild-mannered New Englander named Nathaniel Leverone idly started feeding coins into the vending machines and got madder by the minute. "I weighed myself on a penny machine and found I weighed 205," recalls Leverone. "Another machine said 98. A chocolate machine gave me nothing, not even my penny back. Out of a peanut machine I got six moldy objects I wouldn't feed to a goat." Businessman Leverone got sore enough to go to work to teach the vending-machine business a lesson in honesty...