Word: groves
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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John R. Junkin, a sand & gravel dealer from Natchez, told the committee he had poured the concrete for the Dream House swimming pool, but had marked the $1,194.70 bill paid before he mailed it. Contractor M. T. Reed had contributed $3,500 to the Juniper Grove Baptist parsonage Bilbo was struggling to build, and had given the money to Bilbo. Contractor F. T. Newton had no idea what Bilbo had done with the $25,000 he had given him to back the unsuccessful 1942 senatorial campaign of handsome, languorous Mississippian Wall Doxey, now the Senate sergeant at arms...
...months, hotelmen had been quietly tilting for control of Los Angeles' luxurious Ambassador Hotel, whose 500 rooms, famed Cocoanut Grove, swimming pool and golf course have long been run by a bondholders' trust. Conrad Hilton, owner of Chicago's Stevens ("world's largest") and twelve other hotels, thought he had the inside track. Hilton started dickering last year, first offered $22 apiece for a controlling quantity of the 58,200 trust certificates issued after the hotel went bankrupt in 1935, gradually raised this to $44, with no takers...
...does every week, small businessman Jim Mulder of Lemon Grove, Calif. tucked his paid bills, sales slips and the salary record of his one employe into an envelope and dropped it into a mailbox. The envelope, and all Jim Mulder's bookkeeping worries, went to "Mail-Me-Monday." By last week, some 3,000 small businessmen in 58 U.S. and Canadian cities were doing the same thing...
...spoke Italian, Spanish, German and French as well as English. When he was not reading Blackstone or walking in his orange grove, he was likely to be sitting, in a specially constructed chair, neck-deep in the waters of the Matanzas River, considering the landscape and the past. "I get up at sunrise. I give the orders of the day to my overseer and make the rounds of my lands. . . . Late in the afternoon I take another horseback ride. . . . Once in a fortnight I go to town to buy what I need," he wrote. "From time to time my friends...
Jack Hoffman, a farm boy from Ida Grove, Iowa, bought a calf last year for $50. To feed his calf, a purebred white-faced Hereford named T. O. Pride, he paid out another...