Word: beers
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Board of Temperance, Prohibition & Public Morals; of uremic poisoning, complicated by a heart attack; in Portland, Ore. As leader of the U. S. Prohibition forces, ruddy-faced, goateed Prohibitor Wilson used to stump every State, speak before societies and clubs, at country fairs, on street corners and on emptied beer barrels. Of late he had devoted himself to his hobbies-simplified spelling, cattle breeding, a theory that John Wilkes Booth escaped his pursuers...
...telegram to the CRIMSON yesterday, J. Wilcox Brown, General Manager of the Dartmouth Outing Club, demanded return of its missing liquor permit, which he described as a "Club House beer license, hardly elastic enough to be considered a Carnival liquor permit...
...Lagrange, Ohio local option election, voters approved all liquor containing 6% or more alcohol, voted down 3.2 beer...
Filed for probate in Manhattan was the will of the late, 71-year-old Colonel Jacob Ruppert, multimillionaire brewer, bachelor, owner of the World Champion New York Yankees. It disclosed that he had left all but $150,000 of his $40,000,000 fortune amassed in beer, baseball and real estate in trust for three women. Nieces Helen Silleck Holleran and Ruth Silleck Maguire each got one-third of the estate. To onetime bit-playing Actress Helen Winthrope Weyant, 37, "a very old friend," went the other third, and $300,000 in cash. To make sure that the Yankees would...
...time he was 48, Colonel Ruppert was a very rich man. He had made millions in real estate, millions more in beer. But he was not happy. He wanted to own a ball club again. His offer for the New York Giants was refused. Someone suggested that he could buy the down-at-the-heels New York Yankees, weak sister of the American League, for $450,000. He did-in 1915, with a rich contractor, Tillinghast L'Hommedieu Huston, as partner. For the next five years the two optimists shopped for a player who could produce home runs, finally...