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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...controlling the production of rubber in the Orient expires Nov. 1. London despatches last week reported British and Dutch rubber plantation owners, who control the world's present output, conferring to form a private group to restrict rubber production, to create an artificial shortage, to shove prices (now low...
...Mercantile Corp. won the non and lucrative U. S. stamped envelope contract, making a tidy profit for Stockholder Myron Charles Taylor, now a potent U. S. Steel executive.* Not until 1917 was the contract wrested away from the Mercantile Corp. In that year, the Middle West Supply Co. submitted low bid. And as this contract is not transferable, the only way for the Mercantile Corp. and Stockholder Taylor to regain it was to buy the Middle West Supply Co. This they did. They were not again disturbed in its possession until last week...
...some cases have been able to offset such monopolies by substitutes?nitrates from atmospheric nitrogen, rubber from carbohydrates, camphor from coal tar, coffee (Postum) from barley and wheats. There are no substitutes for potash or iodine. Yet chemists are already getting a little potash from the U. S. low-grade deposits along the Mexican border, iodine from seaweed and kelp...
...against malaria. It is useful also as a tonic, its bitterness causing the secretion of saliva and gastric juices. When quinine gets into the blood it causes beneficent sweating. It is a bactericide also, slightly stronger than the same strength of carbolic acid, yet not exceptionally powerful. Bacteria are low-grade vegetable organisms. The thing which causes malaria is animal?plasmodium malariae?introduced into the human blood stream by a breed of mosquito. Quinine in the blood kills the plasmodium in the blood...
...hair, flash of lightning glitters in her twin green (emerald green) eyes. Blustering sergeant finds cigaret case initialed J. S. "A plant," sneers John Smith, master detective, who has appeared suddenly in their midst. "Forged!" he leers again, as the sergeant unearths a wallet stuffed with bills. A low moan from the upper hall; the police lumber up to find another body: the ambassador's son. Detective Smith goes to the phone: "Give me transAtlantic, operator−I want Scotland Yard...