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...show, however, had one crisis. From among 75 black, blue, red, chocolate, cinnamon, silver, champagne, fawn, and agouti-colored rats & mice, and from 150 white, blue-cream, smoke, red tabby, and tortoise-shell cats, a Siamese named Marvella and a fancy rat named Minnie were chosen to appear together in an amicable picture. When Cat Marvella reached out a tentative paw of friendship. Rat Minnie flew into a huff, sank her sharp teeth into the paw. Marvella whimpered, withdrew her foot...
...Laboratories now is S. DeWitt Clough, who joined the company 33 years ago as sales manager, is still partial to high-pressure sales-technique. Also partial to good employe relations, he is generally popular with Abbott's 1,639 workers. They are about half as numerous as the rats Abbott always has on hand for experiment. Last week it was perhaps a good omen for Abbott's stock issue that a rat named Friday 5 #3 gave birth to 18 young, an Abbott record...
...Abbott looked at the script, felt warmly toward it because it was about Broadway, suggested a few changes. The authors condensed three scenes into one, picked a tag for it out of the second act, Abbott sent it on to wild acclaim. In similar warmhearted fashion he undertook Brother Rat because it was a play about youngsters written by youngsters (John Monks Jr. & Fred F. Finklehoffe, V. M. I. '32). It had been returned by 31 other managements. The Abbott touch converted it into a Broadway hit, a $150,000 film property (Warners). Producer Abbott prefers to pick...
...with an eminent horticulturist; having afterward heard, for the first time in his life, great music, in the form of Beethoven's Eroica symphony, he returns very tired, belatedly, to the almost deserted castle of Wotton Vanborough. There still further surprises await him. A search for a suspected rat-nest leads him into a series of secret passageways. He emerges from these to confront an antique statue, glitteringly gilded; the statue falls, bursts open, revealing a cache of medieval manuscripts. At last, from an atmosphere grown dreamlike in its portentous illogicality, he walks out into the moonlit garden, sees...
...much I saw lying there. Deomys, a lanky rat with hind legs like springs, came bounding past in pairs, their sleek orange fur glistening in the half-light, their white bellies immaculate as snow. Bundles of purplish fur bobbed up and down amongst the water weeds, every now and then appearing on open patches of mud and sand, balanced on their pale, stilt-like supports and long, naked tails. A marsh rat (Malacomys) has much to do as darkness falls, searching out likely feeding grounds, cleaning his dense woolly coat, preening his immense whiskers, and apparently fraternizing with his kind...