Word: dears
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...week they met again at Washington for the first autumn sitting of the U. S. Supreme Court. Eight justices received scant press notice, but Chief Jus, tice William Howard Taft was, as usual, quizzed. Said a reporter: "How is Prohibition working out in Canada?" Answered the Chief Justice: "My dear boy, I have been out of politics a good many years, but I still know enough about politics to know what not to talk about...
Whoop it up for dear old Colton, the co-ed college where the scene is laid, for Charles Paddock--Himself, and for the janitor's pet mouse which ran up Bebe Daniel's silk stocking, frightened the haughty young lady, and made her outdo the best girl hurdler old Colton could boast. Whoop it up for the Kappa Betas, who taught the haughty young lady a lesson, and then when she had won the relay for dear old Colton, promptly took her in. Whoop it up for the director who conceived the notion of locking Bebe in the Astronomy Observatory...
...here goes for today's big results and the one big upset which will, I know surprise you all. That dear readers, is the silencing of the screaming eagle at University Heights. Yes, sir, Boston College is going to start the season with a defeat. Now isn't that too bad? But as an accurate forecaster, I have to be honest with my public. The truth must out, no matter how much the hurt...
...would be a hard heart that would not beat just a bit faster upon returning after a long separation to the seene of its first triumphs. For, dear readers, it was among you. and it is with modest humility that I say this, it was among you that I became great. All that I am, and I need not tell you all that I am, I owe in part at least to you, my friends through thick and thin, and the thinner the thicker...
...pretty and silly courtesies. The stool for her feet, the bunch of far-brought snow-drops Like the lover of Hans Andersen's princess he will not have Perella inconvenienced by the dried pea beneath the seventh mattress. And she adores him. May she not serve? "Socks, my dear?" he answers with puckery brow. "I've not worn darned socks for years-I buy the very cheapest and whenever I see a hole in the toe, I throw them into the wastepaper basket." "You'll never do that again as long as you live," says Perella. Whereupon...