Word: bitting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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This ancient bit of Federal law last week turned up as grit in the gear box of the Government's whole farm relief program. Did it mean that the Treasury could not pay Domestic Allotment bounties to farmers for plowing up cotton and cutting wheat acreage, without first deducting any debts these farmers happened to owe the Government? If so, some $200,000,000 in bounties would never leave the Treasury and farmers would get only a batch of receipted bills on their Federal loans. Or were bounties not "claims" against which farm loans could be collected...
...sleep. Flashlamps were making him flinch. His temper was running short. President Roosevelt had to command him to get a night's sleep when he flew to Hyde Park fortnight ago (TIME, August 14). Even the fatherly New York Times last week advised him to "ease up a bit...
Until last week the standing joke about the B. I. S. (Bank for International Settlements) at Basle, Switzerland has been that its vaults contained only one bit of actual money-an antique 25? U. S. gold piece. The B. I. S. was created to transfer by bookkeeping methods millions and billions in all sorts of monies between central banks. Lately a very few bankers decided that the B. I. S., as the only bank in the world not responsible to any one government, might be a good place to keep gold. In its monthly statement last week...
...great Unitarians and had contributed to the worthy from the stores laid up by their slave-trading, rum-running, bundling ancestors, were losing their grip. The day of the Copley-Plaza arrived, and with it cosmetics, and the knowledge that the world is large. Entertainment was a bit gayer, a bit grander, though never ostentatious. And every Back Bay Lass chosen for the Vincent Club looked a bit closer for the right undergraduate from Cambridge. For then Boston was Harvard...
Travers was an architect. He built vulgar edifices for the masses, which made him money and a reputation but somehow did not satisfy him. Travers was also a bit fuzzy. Returning from a trip to the U. S. he is met by his pretty young wife at Liverpool. Travers wanders off to buy a book, becomes innocently involved in a street brawl, is taken in tow by a mysterious florist in the pay of the internationally omnipotent Lord Snarge...