Word: might
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last week there was a party in Mrs. Rice's forbidden room. The room had been moved to Philadelphia's Museum of Art (to which Mrs. Rice willed it), but the goings-on might well have furrowed Mrs. Rice's brow. For 500 socialites crowded in among the priceless bric-a-brac, to munch chicken a la king and sip punch. No damage was done. But ordinary visitors will not be allowed to scuff across the room's Savonnerie carpet, made for Louis XIV, or sit in its superbly upholstered chairs. From behind ropes the public...
...Most business and Government-guess-timators agree that in the first half, 1940 business will be down from fourth quarter 1939, but it appeared that one cushion which may pad the fall might be auto production. The fourth quarter of the calendar year is first quarter of the auto model year, a time when auto manufacturers justifiably overproduce in order to stock dealers. Overproduction of 200,000 cars would average less than five cars apiece for each of U. S.'s 41,698 dealers. Beginning of autumn, production ran at full blast. Last week it assembled 117,805 cars...
...great boom had given Associated a few more palmy years, it might have succeeded in merging with another $1,000,000,000 system, Standard Gas and Electric Co. Standard runs 26 operating utilities, among them Pittsburgh's large Duquesne Light Co. and Wisconsin Public Service Co. For years Standard was controlled by Chicago's private utility bankers, H. M. Byllesby and Co. Nowadays, Byllesby plays second fiddle in Standard to Manhattan's up-&-coming, bargain-hunting Syndicateer Victor Emmanuel...
This embarrassing letter, in 1897, gave pause to the editors of the staid New York Sun. But not for long. Next day. in an editorial written by Editor Francis Pharcellus Church, the Sim answered in a fearless affirmative. "Not believe in Santa Claus!" it blustered, "You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there...
Copiously illustrated with archaic, mostly unheard-of local faces, published by a home press, dealing minutely with matters which once excited a town or county, at most, a State, these 500 pages might easily have been of an interest equally local. But they are, for those very reasons and some others, an almost incalculably rich and subtle portrait of the late igth Century South: as a State, as a people, as reflected in platoons of politicians, lobbyists, journalists, industrialists, preachers and educators; as pinned down in thousands upon thousands of facts of all sorts and sizes; as embodied in every...