Word: smalleness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Small Fire. In World War II, John helped push the company to a peak employment of 61,685 (today's: 10,000). Their Winchester plant in New Haven developed the famed U.S. Mi carbine in 13 days, turned out nearly 500,000 Mis, along with more than 500,000 Garands. The Olins ran the St. Louis Ordnance plant, turned out a total of over six billion loaded rounds of ammunition. At war's end Franklin Olin stepped down as president (at 89, he is still a director), and John, long the big wheel in fact, took over...
...Since 1908, Du Pont and Olin have each owned 49% of the Equitable Powder Manufacturing Co., which in turn controls three small subsidiaries which make blasting powder and dynamite...
Said Dr. Andrewes: "We strongly suspect that catching a cold in real life depends on receiving quite a small dose of virus at a time when one's defenses are momentarily off their guard-looking the other way." What the defenses are, exactly, Dr. Andrewes has no idea...
...dinner party . . . Franklin turned to Madame Chiang and asked, 'What would you do in China with a labor leader like John Lewis?' She never said a word, but the beautiful, small hand came up very quietly and slid across her throat." ¶ At one of the Big Three meetings, "Franklin had been wondering aloud what would happen in their respective countries if anything happened to [the Big Three], and Stalin said: 'I have everything arranged in my country. I know exactly what will happen...
Faulkner's detective-hero, Gavin Stevens, is a small-town Mississippi lawyer with gritty common sense and a shrewd insight into poor-white psychology that enables him to unravel his county's crimes. Up to a point he is both likeable and credible-a Yoknapatawpha County Sherlock Holmes-but Faulkner runs him to the ground by overloading him with unnecessary and undemonstrated learning ("a Harvard graduate . . . who could discuss Einstein with college professors") and with too much folksy moralizing...