Word: eating
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Grayson is a sailor at all I'll eat my shirt and his chevrons. You know how he got his fancy rank, don't you? By being picked up by President Wilson, who rode roughshod over the entire Naval Board and jammed his favorite through Congress. About 200* other Navy doctors were ahead of him, in sheer ranking merit, for what was handed to Grayson on a silver platter. At that the great Wilson's puppet was almost set down hard where he belonged by the Senate...
...Professor Edwin Robert Anderson Seligman of Columbia University. Invited to attend were more than 500 potent U. S. businessmen, financiers & economists-from Vice President Norman I. Adams of the National Shawmut Bank, Boston, to President L. S. Zimmerman of the Maryland Trust Co., Baltimore. They came less to eat than to hear Professor Seligman explain the first thorough analysis of the installment selling problem...
...bare possibility of a victory by a goal; but I refuse absolutely to grant them the superiority of a touchdown. If I'm wrong, you are all invited to a little party in Section 32, Row PP, right after the game. There will be refreshment's Joe Forecast will eat a handsome gray fedora...
...inhabited by a dusty skeleton. The enormity of its sale was caused by a universal appetite for prying gossip; its result was an eagerness among publishers to coax Author Asquith toward further indiscretions of the printed word. Her present volume is full of good sense: "Most men and women Eat, Drink, and Sleep too much to keep their minds active or their, bodies healthy." If such iconoclasms on Carelessness, Taste, Fashion, Human Nature, Fame. Character, Politics, had been devised by Mary Smith they would have remained unpublished. Devised by Margot Asquith, illustrated by anecdotes about her friends in the British...
...Dirty cheats, editors. ME, constant reader. ME, the public. I want to be thrilled, tickled with tragedy. They rob me; steal the stuff my emotions eat for breakfast. Do you know who that is-Nathan S. Leopold...