Word: oates
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Always it is a hazardous gamble, depending on the turn of a tide or a rainfall in Russia. Scientists would make the farmer see his farm not as a source of food alone but as a vast storehouse of potential petroleum, paint, tiles, silk, synthetic lumber. Let him turn oat chaff, cottonseed hulls, corncobs into money to buy Fords, phonographs. New Products. Professor Orland Russell Sweeney, of Iowa State College, called the Corn Belt a great sponge soaking up the energy of the sun. Nowhere else in the white man's world is there another such trap for solar...
...friends, who brought it to the U. S., where it was first made commercially in St. Louis. Some physicians recommend sauerkraut for constipation, intestinal putrefaction, because the lactic acid responsible for the sour taste keeps down the birthrate of putrefying bugs. * Furfural, a chemical compound made from corncobs or oat hulls, once a museum curiosity, is now used in the preparation of synthetic resin as bakelite; in the preservation of railroad ties, telegraph poles, shingles; in the flavoring of tobacco; the solvents of shoe dyes and leather dressings. Furfural, if necessary, could substitute for gasoline...
...Wild Oat. She runs a lunch counter. He is rich and romantic. He goes to Plymouth Beach. She follows him, wearing a wig and acting like a gold-digger's idea of a grande dame. He meets but does not recognize her. She says she is the Duchesse de Granville. The real Duchesse de Granville is his stepmother whom he has never seen. She, accordingly, is in a fix. She runs rapidly away, chased by police, house detectives, him. She returns to her lunchwagon. He ties the lunchwagon to his limousine and drags it to the door...
...young Cyrus Hall Mc-Cormick of Virginia hitched four horses to "a cross between an Astley chariot, a wheelbarrow and a flying machine," and drove with noisy lurchings into neighbor's hilly oat field. Dogs barked, slaves giggled, small boys guyed as the clumsy juggernaut slewed and jolted through a ragged swath. The owner of the oats called a halt. It took the young inventor months to convert anyone but his family to the reaper...
What mummery was this? Night Air Mail planes do not land on lonely Pennsylvania oat-fields at midnight without cause. Yet it could not be an accident. Night Air Mail planes do not have accidents. Uneasily, the campers gaped at their ghostly visitor...