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...Crazy became a big-time gusher. From the charred remains of the first Crazy Hotel sprang up-&-coming Crazy Water Co., with capital stock of $400,000, an $800,000 mortgage. It 1) rebuilt the hotel, 2) bottled the water, 3) produced Crazy Water Crystals by evaporating the water. Whereas the old Crazy Hotel, a mere therapeutic resort, had sold health on a cash-&-carry basis, Crazy Water Co. put it on drugstore shelves all over the U. S. Today its debt is down to $150,000, its physical assets...
Boom Town (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer) is the muddy hamlet of Burkburnett, Tex., and things start happening there when Big John MacMasters (Clark Gable) and his friend Square John Sand (Spencer Tracy) bring in a gusher with stolen equipment. Then Square John's girl (Claudette Colbert) comes West and Big John appropriates her. For 20 years Square John and Big John go on mooning over Claudette, bringing in gushers, getting rich and going broke like two big kids on a seesaw. When Big John begins to neglect Claudette for a saucy little baggage named Karen Vanmeer (Hedy Lamarr), Square John...
...University was called a subsidiary of Standard Oil Co., was twitted in an apocryphal alma mater song: "Praise John, from whom oil blessings flow." Last week University of Chicago struck oil on a tract of land it owns in Olney, Ill,* and began to collect royalties on a gusher producing 450 barrels a day (at current prices...
Four years ago a poetic gusher called Man with a Bull-Tongue Plow, which consisted of 703 sonnets written in eleven months, called attention to a new U. S. poet: a six-foot, 207-lb., 30-year-old Kentucky hillbilly named Jesse Stuart. In those poems, as in his book of stories that followed two years later (Head o' W-Hollow), Jesse Stuart wrote prolifically, ingenuously, sometimes amazingly well about his mountain kinsfolk, neighbors and scenery...
...bring in an oil well. Alf Landon, as an experienced oilman and politician, felt pretty sure the nomination was there. He knew his field boss, John Hamilton, was a crackerjack and would make no mistakes. Whether it proved to be just an average political well or a magnificent gusher did not matter an awful lot. Main thing was to get into pay sand and bring it into actual production. Until that was done, Alf Landon knew it was unlucky as well as unwise to do much talking...