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Precision Brand 300 Piece O Ring Assortment

Precision Brand's 300 Piece O Ring Assortment contains: 20 each of 3/32" x 7/32" x 1/16" #005, 1/8" x 1/4" x 1/16" #006, 5/32" x 9/32" x 1/16" #007, and 3/16" x 5/16" x 1/16" #008; 15 each of 7/32" x 11/32" x 1/16" #009, 1/4" x 3/8" x 1/16" #010, 5/16" x 7/16" x 1/16" #011, 3/8" x 1/2" x 1/16" #012, 3/8" x 9/16" x 3/32" #110, 7/16" x 5/8" x 3/32" #111, 1/2" x 11/16" x 3/32" #112, 9/16" x 3/4" x 3/32" #113, and 1" x 1-1/4" x 1/8" #214; 10 each of 5/8" x 13/16" x 3/32" #114, 11/16" x 7/8" x 3/32" #115, 3/4" x 1" x 1/8" #210, 13/16" x 1-1/16" x 1/8" #211, 7/8" x 1-1/8" x 1/8" #212, and 15/16" x 1-3/16" x 1/8" #213; 5 each of 1-1/16" x 1-5/16" x 1/8" #215, 1-1/8" x 1-3/8" x 1/8" #216, 1-1/4" x 1-1/2" x 1/8" #218, 1-3/8" x 1-5/8" x 1/8" #220, and 1-1/2" x 1-3/4" x 1/8" #222.

Mott Haven East Historic District, Mott Haven, Bronx, New York City, New York, United States

The Mott Haven East Historic District consists of a small enclave of rowhouses and tenements on East 139th and East 140th streets, between Willis and Brook avenues, in the Mott Haven neighborhood of the Bronx. This section is one of the oldest settled areas of the Bronx and the first in the borough to be developed with rowhouses. Though common in Manhattan and Brooklyn, rowhouses from the nineteenth century are relatively rare in the Bronx.

Within the area of the district are three groups of single-family rowhouses (one row including a small multiple dwelling) and two groups of tenements. Erected between 1889 and 1903, these buildings serve as a virtual catalogue of speculatively-built housing types common to the South Bronx building boom of the 1880s and '90s. Complementing these residential buildings are the neo-Gothic St. Peter's German Evangelical Lutheran Church and Parsonage of 1911-12. As a whole, the buildings in the historic district include fine examples of neo-Grec, Queen Anne, Renaissance-inspired, and Flemish Revival design, illustrating the stylistic trends in residential architecture in New York City in the final decades of the nineteenth century.

Mott Haven, located in the historic township of Morrisania, takes its name from the village developed early in the nineteenth century by industrialist Jordan L. Mott, who opened an ironworks on the Bronx side of the Harlem River in 1828 and built his own house near the foundry. Industrial expansion occurred during mid-century, accompanied by sporadic residential construction, but the area remained relatively undeveloped until the opening of rapid transit lines in the early 1880s made it more accessible to Manhattan. Mott Haven was one of the few sections of the Bronx to attract nineteenth- century speculative developers, who sought to capitalize on the demand for new housing brought on by the increasing immigrant population in the metropolitan region. Soon the area became an urban extension of Manhattan and was known in the period as the "North Side," drawing middle-class families to its rowhouses, and working-class families to its numerous tenements and flats buildings.

The first two groups of rowhouses built in the Mott Haven East Historic District, one on the south side of East 140th Street (1889) and the other on the north side of East 139th Street (1892), were constructed by local developers William O'Gorman and Hermann Stursberg, who built other similar rows in the immediate area of the historic district. For these rows, O'Gorman acted as his own architect, designing the houses in a style known as neo-Grec. Typical of the style, the uniform brick facades are adorned with incised geometric ornament in stone and topped by bracketed metal cornices. As built, the long handsome rows of forty-nine two-and-one-half-story houses were terminated at each end by a house with an additional story; the eastern twenty-nine buildings of each of these rows were demolished to make way for the construction of P.S. 40 in the 1960s.

The third group of rowhouses, on the north side of East 140th Street, was built by O'Gorman in 1897-1900 to the designs of architect William Hornum. The picturesque row includes pairs of two- and-one-half-story houses separated by single three-story houses, and is terminated at the west end by a four-story tenement. The shorter paired houses are somewhat simply designed, with modest stone trim, door enframements, and modillioned cornices; by contrast, the three-story houses have varied window patterns, pedimented lintels, carved details, and stepped and gabled rooflines. O'Gorman's own house, distinguished from the others by its greater width and different face brick, was built as part of this row, at No. 427.

Further east on the north side of East 140th Street are two matching groups of "New Law" tenements built in 1902-03, one designed by the firm of Neville & Bagge and the other by George F.

Pelham; these architects were active practitioners in the field of multiple dwellings, designing numerous buildings throughout the city at the turn of the century and into the 1920s. Faced in brick with stone trim, each Renaissance-inspired building has an elaborate entranceway with a shallow projecting canopy, round-arched fifth-story windows, and an imposing metal cornice. Between the tenements and Hornum's row to the west stands the attractive, neo-Gothic St. Peter's German Evangelical Lutheran Church (1911- 12), designed by Louis A. Allmendinger. Faced with brick and stone trim, it has a central tower which adds to the picturesque character of the streetscape.

The buildings of the Mott Haven East Historic District, like those of surrounding areas, were initially inhabited by immigrant or second-generation families of European origin. By the mid-twentieth century, demographics in the area shifted to include African-Amer

Badbury Clump, near Faringdon, Oxfordshire.

HINGEFINKLE'S LOGBOOK (Second Instalment)

The Gnomish Factory
or
The Wonderful World of Gladys Sparkbright


At Agrimony’s insistence I am persuaded, my dear little Alias, that once you have recovered from the shock and revulsion occasioned by my revelations about the hideous fate of Coxcold, Catriona, Edwardes and Gwydion, you will decide that the chief feature of interest in that grotesque tale has nothing to do with Harpies at all. Microscopes are far more significant. Agrimony, you will remember, insisted in his altercation with King Math that plants and animals could be distinguished once and for all by microscopic examination: plants have cell walls; animals have cell membranes. No doubt you are wondering why it is that Agrimony and I, of all people, should be alone in these parts in possessing microscopes. You may well, my clever little Alias, extend this observation to cover all manner of other contraptions: astrolabes, armillary spheres, stethoscopes – all of which Agrimony and I have hoarded in abundance, while others go without and seem perfectly ignorant of the intriguing facts thus revealed. Gnomes, my dear Alias, Gnomes: that is your answer, and in particular, Gladys Sparkbright, who, in those halcyon days before the darkness and treachery of the Great Goblin War, possessed one of the smallest bodies and one of the greatest minds to be found anywhere west of the Marches of the Elf-Lords.

It was Agrimony himself who brought the wonderful achievements of Gladys Sparkbright to my attention. He had dropped by my cottage one balmy summer evening – just before dinner, of course. He had just partaken of four helpings of my particularly delicious mushroom stew (made the more meretricious by the addition of a few slices of magically detoxified fly-agaric), and I had lit my pipe and begun to converse with him about matters of great moment. We began by discussing tigers: I was convinced that tigers had four toes on each paw (I was later proven right – though they have a dew claw as well), whilst Agrimony obstinately insisted that according to his Bestiary, tigers, like all other exotic beasts, had only three. He ended, naturally, by pounding on the table and shouting “Codswallop!” quite a lot, and then at last, perceiving that I too was in a somewhat belligerent mood, he changed the subject to oozes and ectoplasms. I heaved a sigh of relief, for it is an established fact that oozes and ectoplasms do not possess legs, let alone toes. I made some remark to that effect, and to my mild surprise, Agrimony scowled and pounded upon the table once more.

“Really, Hingefinkle, your knowledge of such matters is hopelessly outdated,” he scolded. “And you call yourself an expert on monsters? Pah!”
“Hum. You mean to suggest, Agrimony, that oozes do have legs after all? How ever could you come to imagine such a thing?”
“I do not imagine, Hingefinkle. I observe. I deduce. You have not heard, then, I take it, of the Pseudopodic Monster discovered by Gladys Sparkbright?”
I must confess that Agrimony’s question left me feeling not a little flummoxed and embarrassed. “Hum. Pseudopodic Monster? Gladys Darknight? I don’t think I have made the acquaintance-”
“Sparkbright not Darknight, you moronic old codger!” blustered Agrimony, his eyebrows bristling and his monocle trembling. “Frankly, Hingefinkle, I can’t be bothered standing around explaining it to you. Come with me!” With that, he seized me by the piece of string with which I habitually suspend my hat from my neck, dragged me from the cottage, and insisted that I seat myself atop his cart.
“Hurry up, Snowdrop!” he roared. “Take us to the Gnomish workshops. Hingefinkle has not heard of the Pseudopodic Monster!” Snowdrop shook his long, black mane and snorted, though whether at my ignorance, or at the necessity of physical exertion, I am not sure.
“Hum. Pseudopodic Monster, eh?” I said. “Is there a possibility of danger?”
Agrimony groaned audibly. “The only danger, Hingefinkle, is ignorance.” And until we reached the workshop of Gladys Sparkbright, Agrimony spoke no more of the strange creature which awaited us, for his lips were sealed in a determined and ominous silence.

*

It would be quite impossible for me to adequately describe the workshop in which Gladys Sparkbright and over a hundred other gnomes worked industriously and with apparent indifference to the outside world. It consisted of a higgledy-piggledy tower constructed of wood, various metals, brass screws and – where the screws had proven ineffective – pieces of knotted string. The ground surrounding it was mostly bare rock, and here and there, there were massive craters filled with rock-dust; the rest of the area was strewn with an apparently endless array of machines, all of them well oiled, and some of them whirring contentedly to themselves. On the doorstep there was a flower-pot with a single geranium in it: this, it seem

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