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...read a piquant item in the catalog in which swank American Art Association Anderson Galleries last week were describing parcels to be auctioned in Manhattan Dec. 9 & 10. Special clients who were permitted to pore through these early editions of Herr Hitler's Battle found many another rare bit of the Leader's wishful anthropology, since suppressed, revised or left out in translation. Samples...
Union Carbide & Carbon announced a profit of $8,111,897 for the three months through September, biggest third quarter since 1929 and nearly $2,000,000 more than it made in the same period last year. Union Carbide has absorbed Recovery at every pore...
...mill just outside Moscow the manager, ordered to Stakhanovize, told "girls with strong legs" tending two looms that if they thought they could stand the strain of tending four he would gladly increase their pay so long as they could keep it up. With sweat standing out from every pore one such Heroine of Labor paused long enough to pant at correspondents: "I asked for it! It's hard work, but I wanted to make more. You are on the run all the time, but after a few bumps you learn the shortest way from one loom to another...
...fine day. Much oblige, Heavenly Father. The sun shines so pretty. The purtes thang. . . . Hush, son, you talkin like a fool. Hush now, son, old boy. . . . Pore old Capm man. Pore old hoppin and cussin rascal. Make bricks all summer. . . . And, Heavenly Father, who art up yonder, all we got now is bricks. Mom and Violet and Macon and Big Sister and me squattin in corners munchin a brick apiece. Not eem gravy or sweetenin either. . . . Hello, Tooter. How you? . . . Oh, kissin runs in our family. . . . Hello, Shackle. Hidy-do, good-lookin. How you? Oh, I'm all right...
...have "the martyrs who died in the late battle tenderly preserved in ice and sent forward." Author Pratt never hesitates to give his opinion of Civil War personalities, calls General Burnside "a pioneer in the art of personal salesmanship, simply oozing elusive charm and sterling worth from every pore." Benjamin F. Butler was "a classic example of the bartender politician, with one eye and that bleary, two left feet and a genius for getting them into every plate, too important to snub." But he quotes sympathetically a remark of Butler's (who, as commander of the Northern troops...