Word: bitting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...years it has been in operation. The personal Capone fortune was reckoned at $20,000,000, although agents were only able to find direct evidence of a $260,000 maximum annual income on which he failed to pay taxes. By tapping wires Federal operatives also uncovered another little-known bit of information. Public Enemy Capone is known as "Snorkey" to his intimates...
...these answers seem to hear out the contention that the modern undergraduate is a pretty sophisticated young man and at the same time perhaps a bit more serious in his studies--if we may accept the yearning for a Phi Bta Kappa key as genuine--other votes would indicate that he has changed little. We refer to his attitude, of all things, toward poetry. In 1921 his favorite poets were Kipling, Tennyson and Browning; in 1931 they are Browning, Kipling and Tennyson. Ten years ago he voted "If" his favorite poem, followed by Gray's "Elegy"; today he does...
...Bischoff was about to bring framing charges when she was murdered.* A week before the McLaughlin indictment, two of his onetime colleagues on the vice squad were found guilty of assault. Last September they entered the home of a Mrs. Genevieve Potocki, ordered a round of drinks, beat and bit Mrs. Potocki and a companion, then charged the two women with running a disorderly establishment. The trial of another vice squad member ended last week with his acquittal. He was Walter V. Ambraz, who testified that Mrs. Rosa H. Ricchebuono, a plump French-Canadian woman who said...
...stir," nor $1,000 "a grand" or use any of the rest of the argot of the underworld we now know. Rather we may expect "Chappie" to replace "Cul" as a title of address and "loot" to take the place of "swag." All of which will be quite a bit pleasanter to the car, we admit, but quite outre. New Haven Register...
...stern sense of duty that makes it possible for his readers to peruse their favorite column this morning (courtesy of the Vagabond). He was many miles away, in the hither-flung regions of New Hampshire, to be exact, and was engrossed in taking a vacation. Business was a bit slack, so he wired his old friend, Dr. Hu Flung Huey, the able prognosticator, to come out of his mysterious retreat.... its whereabouts are known only to the Vagabond, his boon companion.... and off they went to the upper reaches of the White Mountains...