Word: stockings
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...could. Professor Dice removed his mouse to his laboratory where it willingly trilled almost as chirpily as a canary and bred quite as prodigiously as any mouse. So that last week Professor Dice was able to exhibit a few of the descendants who likewise were trillers, apparently the Mendelian stock of a new breed...
Last week rubber bounded-down, down. At the Rubber Exchange there was pandemonium in miniature likeness of the Stock Exchange. Rubber dropped to new low records for the history of the two-year-old exchange. Trading was in tremendous volume, pace of execution was terrific, collars wilted and voices hoarsened for the first time in the life of the New York rubber broker. Brokers sold 20,277½ long tons in 8,111 contracts* for $13,500 in 4½ days. A Rubber Exchange seat was sold for a new high record: $6,600. A cablegram from London was responsible...
...Rubber Exchange in Manhattan (Francis R. Henderson, President), is a quiet-looking place. The architecture is sort of Dutch, about as Dutch as the Stock Exchange is Greek: a burgomaster's mansion, not the temple of a relentless cult. The quiet winding stretches of South William Street have just enough of Amsterdam's canals to make the visiting Dutch rubber trader homesick. The dark-red bricks are so well woven together, the boxes of flowers on the window ledges are so neatly kept, the whole place is so clean-it is a bit of Holland low-country snuggling...
Rayon (artificial silk*) means ray in French. Last week, Courtaulds, Ltd.† world's largest rayon manufacturers, estimated to control 80% of the world's trade, declared a 100% stock dividend, nominally worth ?12,000,000 and a 25% cash dividend, tax free, for the year...
...London Stock exchange, since the boom of seven years ago, has been as quiet as an untenanted playhouse. The rayon announcement pierced the gloomy hush like a spotlight lighting its stage for the premiere of an exciting play. The scene on the stage was an alley in the City of London, Throgmorton Street. Hustling onto this stage from every entrance came a mob of stockbrokers, those frantic and mysterious vaudevillians, shouting the abandoned gibberish of their lines...