Word: war
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Edison of the Dutch East Indies report: "There is no doubt that the method will greatly increase output as well as cheapen it. ... I am not working to cheapen rubber. ... I believe enough rubber can be grown in the U. S. to. pull us through [in case of war]. The price is not serious in such a case...
...spent the previous night at the San Francisco Emergency Hospital, after having been found sitting on a curbstone and stating that he had been poisoned. He was born in Valparaiso, Ind., and had been in Congress since 1925. Mr. Crumpacker had been an Army captain in the World War...
...Charles Fuller Baker, founder and dean of Los Banos Agricultural College* at the University of the Philippines, brother of Author Ray Stannard Baker ("David Grayson"); at Manila, P. I. For eight years he had lived in a village shack, sleeping on a broken bamboo bed, halving his salary with War-impoverished fellow-scientists in Europe. He furnished the Universities of Berlin, London, Madrid, Paris, Moscow, Vienna and the Philippines with extensive zoological collections; left a collection at Los Banos including 50,000 insect specimens...
...mourning her lover; a ranch girl fled to her man to slake her fear of death; the lighthouse keeper's daughter, Faith Heriot, went in a famine of unnatural love to Natalia Morhead, whose husband's act unsexed Faith Heriot two years before. Morhead is not back from the War. Faith nurses his crippled father under the old rooftree, moving about the house "like a restless fire." Natalia mistrusts everything but her child...
Down at the house, Morhead returns, made more bestial by War. The women are drawn to the God, "the black maypole," on the mountain, which now is scourged to the north by fire from the camps. Natalia smothers her child to preserve its innocence. April, informed with her dead brother's spirit, smuggles out a pistol to kill her father but quails at sight of him, shoots herself instead. He roams back into the burnt hills, fasting, escaped from human automatisms, inexhaustible, thirsting to create...