Word: beds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...present, the men take turns with the hammer. The hammer drives planks, which form the walls of the dam, deep into the stream bed. The driver sees that the planks maintain their position under water, and the rowboat serves the diver and all others who fall into the river...
...clearly from the analysis "that motor vehicle taxes are not taxes at all, and that traffic on the highways is largely government subsidized." Nevertheless the question whether the vehicle highway plant is in the same position as the highway plant is in the same position as the railway road-bed and should be treated in the same way by taxing authorities is left, at least partially, hanging...
WITH all due respect to Happy Bob Benchley, the Baker's Boy, one does get just the trace of an idea that he really is going from Bed to Worse these days. Nonsense combined with satire can be made to be extremely funny and Our Bob, as we used affectionately to call him, was able to make it so in the good old days. But recently one has the feeling that perhaps these depression years are getting him down, if not possibly out. Some of the little bits in the book rally the old savoir to their cause, but there...
...disagreeable fix by successfully pretending to be mad. His vociferous strangeness attracted a few disciples at Cambridge. When he went to the U. S. in 1905 and began to lecture, he found his metier: "Yes, the platform has been everything to me. It has been the bed of my erotic joys. It has been the battlefield of my fiercest struggles. It has been the gibbet of my execution. It has been the post of my scourging. It has been my throne. It has been my close-stool. It has been my grave. It has been my resurrection. On the platform...
...stroke of midnight a sleek black limousine rolled up to Annie's alley. Annie and her apples were whisked across town to the Waldorf-Astoria, escorted to a three-room suite. As a tip the bellboy received an apple. The bed was too soft, the nightgown too silky, the gold & rose furnishings too frightening to permit sleep. Annie paced the deep plush carpet. Next morning she climbed into bed for breakfast. The pressagents took her to a Fifth Avenue smartshop. Shrewdly she chose two black gowns, both very simple, very tasteful, very expensive. After lunch, to her great delight...