The employes of Trojan Powder Co., in the rolling country northwest of Allentown, Pa., had just settled down to their hazardous day's work one morning last week. They were making sensitive detonators for blasting, TNT for the Navy, smokeless powder for the Army. It was around 8:30 when they heard it, a sound anyone could recognize, the dull boom like the slamming of an underground door. Sixty miles to the east, at Woodbridge, N. J., the dust and debris settled over what had been the plant of United Railway Signal Corp., over a...
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