Word: get
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Hereafter, when the Department of Justice looks prosecution-wise at any industry, its representatives can go to Washington, get the advice of such experts as Dr. Willard Long Thorp, top-flight Commerce Department economist, on the "economic aspects" of any consent decree to be proposed. The Department of Commerce explained that it wants to advise Business on steps which could not properly be discussed by the prosecuting Department of Justice. Since the right hand will know perfectly well what the left hand is doing, this will make it possible for the Government to prosecute and trade with Business...
Although Atlas paid him $35,000 per year, Alex Gumberg had no title and his duties were vague. He handled public relations, sat in on negotiations, represented Atlas officially or unofficially in some cor porations that big Atlas controls. Did a financial reporter need some hard-to-get information? Alex Gumberg could and would get it for him. Did the Russian Ambassador want to justify Purges to the Press? Alex Gumberg arranged an off-the-record dinner-in the name of the Nation...
...himself at 15, became a licensed pharmacist. But he kept in touch with Bolshevik doings and returned to Russia after the Kerensky revolution. There he met, through William Boyce Thompson, Colonel Raymond Robin, head of the American Red Cross mission. In those troubled times Mr. Thompson could get no meat for his wolfhound. Gumberg got it., He became confidential agent for the Red Cross. Through the Red Cross he formed his enduring friendship with Judge Thacher and the late great Morgan Partner Dwight Morrow...
...Driver Guy Hinton, fed up with years of driving the same old route, felt the need of a change. He turned off his prescribed route, went left or right whenever he felt like it, finally just drove in circles. Said he to startled passengers: "You can't get off until I'm ready to stop...
...more than $30 a week, but never got much more, even after his boss bought him an automobile. His wife moped in her mother's big, heavily mortgaged house in Brooklyn, blamed herself when their baby died, blamed Bob when, after a gloomy weekend, he seemed glad to get back on the road. Bob took to padding his expense account, almost slept with a shopgirl in Boston, began to feel trapped. But when the old lady died, they found an insurance policy...