Word: turned
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Vandenberg has a knack for putting losers out on top. When he was a reporter for the Grand Rapids Herald, Collier's Weekly hired him as editorial writer at $75 a week, a princely income at the turn of the century. But he quit Collier's and came back to The Herald at $18 a week on a hunch. Soon after that The Herald, in new hands, was shy an editor. Vandenberg hung up his hat in the editor's office, brushed his cigar ashes in the editor's tray and announced himself as the new boss. The owner...
...doesn't play golf, fish, or engage in other outdoor sports. He does play a fair game of bridge and better than average billiards, but he prefers a book, usually one with a historical turn. He is scholarly, keen, well-grounded...
...other U. S. corporations-for a 100-million-dollar hydro-electric power plant in the Ukraine (to be the world's largest); for steel mills, coal mines, apartment houses in Moscow, tractor factories at Stalingrad, etc. etc. After 1933, Industrializer Stalin promises, if there is still necessity, to turn to lesser tasks-such as keeping the population supplied with food and clothing...
...Turn-of-the-century automobile owners considered a magneto-less automobile useless. Full of praise were they for the inventor of the gadget which supplied the spark, which exploded the gas, which made their cars go. The Bosch Magneto was referred to as "heart of the automobile," was considered its most important organ. That its inventor was a German did not in those days detract from his genius. Herr-Inventor Robert Bosch found a great demand for his product in the U. S. In 1906 he sent two compatriots, Herren Otto Heins and Gustave Klein, to New York to incorporate...
Like most Germans, Schmeling is musical although he plays no instruments. He was named Siegfried after a father who in turn was named after Composer Wagner's fire-braving hero. Sometimes at Lakewood Max Siegfried is called to dinner by the twanging of a ukulele...