Word: goode
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Pearls Proprietary expects plenty of competition from other pearlers who know a good thing when they see one. At least five more syndicates have set up camp along the coast. But even when they get into production, there is no guarantee that they will be as successful as Pearls Proprietary, which refuses to divulge exactly how it makes its pearls...
...Haven Railroad. "This is absolutely unessential." Says E. F. Bidez, vice president of the Central of Georgia Railroad: "In 1958 we paid firemen on freight and switch engines $1,005,000. Considering the fact that we could get along without most of them, that's a good bit of money. It's 50% of the net earned last year." The Great Northern Railroad reports that it paid $21 million for time not worked...
...gypsy entertainer, travels through Europe from success to success and from sin (Gustavo Rojo) to sin (Dennis King). Crowd scene follows crowd scene: theaters, bullfights, battles. She finds her dragoon again at the side of the "Iron Duke" just before the Battle of Waterloo, which is thrown in for good measure. In the end, of course, she goes back to the convent, and at this point it becomes painfully apparent that the moviemakers intend, even at the risk of sacrilege, to have their unleavened bread and eat it too. But after more than two hours of claptrap, audiences will probably...
...mother, a tireless church worker (Disciples of Christ) and temperance lecturer, bound him so closely that he remained a tormented celibate into his mid-40's. Vachel tried first to be a doctor and later an artist, but at Hiram College he made good conversation and bad grades. He wandered to New York, wrote verse, painted, and sent passionate letters of contrition when his hard-pressed parents suggested that he get a job. In 1906, full of guilt and despair, the 26-year-old drifter began the first of his great walking trips...
...reader may pay for an author's talent and get only his company. Charles Dickens is good company, but this collection of short stories, articles, sketches and short novels displays few of his virtues and almost all of his melodramatic devices. It is chockablock with phantoms, haunts, ominous coincidences, infants lowered into tiny graves to ascend as tiny angels, would-be suicides snatched back at the dark river's edge, pregnant maidens abandoned by heartless cads. This is the Dickens who wrung out Victorian soap opera's dampest hour, and posted "cry now" signs at every chapter...