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...with all German modes of war, Mot pulk was not new in its elements, but in its design and use. The Germans, who once scorned weight and mass for the lighter, faster Panzer technique, had now gone whole hog for mass. So had other armies. The achievement of Hitler's Chief of Staff Franz Haider was in giving his mass a speed and flexibility which in pace rivaled his 1939-41 Blitzkrieg...
...with synthetic vitamin K, U.S. dentists might have to go out of business: tooth cavities, which afflict 95% of the U.S. population, might be prevented. So claimed Chemist Leonard Samuel Fosdick* & colleagues of Northwestern University in a preliminary report in Science last week. Vitamin K, found naturally in alfalfa, hog liver, cabbage, tomatoes and possibly in unrefined sugar, is valuable for its properties as a blood-clotter, especially in hemorrhages of newborn infants. When taken into the mouth, Dr. Fosdick discovered, vitamin K serves another function-it prevents sugars from turning into tooth-corroding acid...
...this progress a big bouquet must go to little-known California Shipbuilding Corp. Sprawled on Terminal Island in Los Angeles Harbor, Calship delivered 15 fat cargo ships in June-almost one-quarter of the whole U.S. total and an alltime world's record. Best the fabulous Hog Island yard ever did was eight a month. And they were only 7,500 tonners v. 10,500 tons for today's boats...
Biggest increase is in pork, which accounts for about half of all U.S. meat sales. This year 105,500,000 hogs will be shipped off to slaughter, far & away the biggest killing ever, 24% above last year. Hog raisers got this increase by a very simple process: they kept 1,500,000 sows off the market last year and put no halters on their love life. Since the average sow bears 13 piglets a year, this is adding 20,000,000 porkers to the 1942 supply...
Outside historic Petersburg some 800 hog-dirty, dog-tired soldiers of the 1st Battalion, 8th Quartermaster Training Regiment were sleeping soundly. A soft north-northeast breeze fanned the damp air; the lonely flashlight of a patrolling officer threaded the dark Virginia night; somewhere a mongrel pup howled plaintively. Suddenly came the long, heart-chilling shriek of dive-bombers, the rattle of machine guns, the dull, stomach-curdling thud of high explosives. Over the camp rolled clouds of black, evil-smelling smoke. Up went a cry: "Gas! Gas! Gaaaasss!" Out of their tiny olive-green tents tumbled soldiers, stuffing heads into...