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Brisbane, Sir Thomas Makdougall
(Encyclopedia) Brisbane, Sir Thomas MakdougallBrisbane, Sir Thomas Makdougallbrĭzˈbən, –bān [key], 1773–1860, British soldier, astronomer, and colonial administrator in Australia, b. Scotland. From…Thomas Penfield Jackson, 2000 News
federal judge, ruled in March that Microsoft violated the Sherman Antitrust Act by exercising monopoly control over PC operating systems and using its power to the detriment of consumers.…Thomas J. Skutt 2000 Deaths
Thomas J. SkuttAge: 69 former chairman and chief executive of Mutual of Omaha. He died of a cerebral hemorrhage. Died: Omaha, Neb., May 30, 2000William SimonR - ZMichael SmithThomas John Watson, Jr. Biography
Thomas John Watson, Jr.computer industry executiveBorn: 1/8/1914Birthplace: Dayton, Ohio Though he won a deferment by serving in the Air Force in World War II, Watson was destined to follow…Thomas John Watson, Sr. Biography
Thomas John Watson, Sr.business executiveBorn: 2/17/1874Birthplace: Cambell, N.Y. Having begun his career at National Cash Register in Dayton, Ohio (1896–1911), where he learned about punch…Edith M. Thomas: Winter Sleep
Winter SleepEdith M. ThomasI know it must be winter (though I sleep) — I know it must be winter, for I dream I dip my bare feet in the running stream, And flowers are many, and the grass…Thomas S. Jones, Jr.: In Excelsis
In ExcelsisThomas S. Jones, Jr.Spring! And all our valleys turning into green, Remembering — As I remember! So my heart turns glad For so much youth and joy — this to have had When in my…Edith M. Thomas: The Inverted Torch
The Inverted TorchEdith M. ThomasThreading a darksome passage all alone, The taper's flame, by envious current blown, Crouched low, and eddied round, as in affright, So challenged by the vast…Thomas Walsh: Our Little House
Our Little HouseThomas WalshOur little house upon the hill In winter time is strangely still; The roof tree, bare of leaves, stands high, A candelabrum for the sky, And down below the…Thomas S. Jones, Jr.: Sometimes
SometimesThomas S. Jones, Jr.Across the fields of yesterday He sometimes comes to me, A little lad just back from play — The lad I used to be.And yet he smiles so wistfully Once he has…