Word: cigarete
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Smokers who tear off the corner of a pack of cigarets to open it seldom damage the blue 6? U. S. revenue stamp, bearing a grumpy likeness of New York's canal-digging Governor DeWitt Clinton (1769-1828). When they throw the emptied package away, they provide an occupation for untold numbers of scavengers who hunt not only for cellophane and tinfoil wrappings but for untorn revenue stamps. These stamps are not canceled. They can be steamed off, used again. Federal authorities well know that there are crooked, tax-dodging cigaret manufacturers who pay ½? for every undamaged DeWitt...
...smoking aids for what they are worth. Samples: 1) wash out the mouth with a weak solution of silver nitrate which "makes a smoke taste as if it had been cured in sour milk"; 2) chew candied ginger, gentian, or camomile; 3) to occupy the hands smoke a prop cigaret...
...lodged in barracks distant from their homes. "If I take men from their homes and families it is for their own and their children's good!" shouted the General. "I take everything! I need everything! . . . We shall go on economizing. He who throws away the tinfoil of a cigaret packet is a dirty dog! . . . I hear that some people without public spirit are hoarding banknotes. Let them be warned that these might be repudiated overnight!" The speech was on such a plane of fury that it sounded as if the No. 2 Nazi wanted more than war upon Czechoslovakia...
...Venancio, Count of Covadonga, 31, onetime heir to the Spanish throne, who in 1933 renounced his right of succession to marry first one commoner and then another; of his family disease, hemophilia,* brought on by injuries when the car in which he was being driven by a night-club cigaret-girl smashed into a telegraph pole; in Miami, Fla. In accordance with directions cabled by his royal parents, he was buried on the spot, with simple Catholic rites...
Reporting an hour early for his first day's work* as a stock boy in the basement of William Filene's Sons department store in Boston, John Aspinwall Roosevelt entered by the wrong door, drew the wrong time slip, forgot to throw away his cigaret. Said he: "I'm really serious about this job. The sooner everybody forgets I'm my father's son, the better it will be for me. ... It sure is interesting...