Word: halter
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...regular star today. Frankie Frisch won't rely on me as much this summer as he did last year. I can't do the managing and pitching all at once. . . . Frankie thinks he can win this pennant by putting the halter on me'n Paul. He's got the wrong idea. I told him so and he told me to shut my mouth. . . . Looking at things as they are today, I'd say that me'n Paul would win 45 games this season, and the Cardinals will win the pennant by an eyelash...
...Brooklyn, as he was being led into a slaughter depot, Julius, oldtime brewery horse, snapped his rope halter and dashed in front of a truck to his death. "Suicide," said the magistrate. "Julius was high strung,'' said Owner Andrew Smith...
...Radiopathy customers took certain pills while staring into the photographed eyes of one of the Institute's professors, who at that very instant was "concentrating on you." The Postmaster General also scotched that enterprise. Japanese became best customers of another Neal brainchild, the Cartilage Co., which sold a halter by which runts hung themselves from ceilings to stretch their vertebrae. About 1904, Mr. Neal went to Europe, where he made caffeine from tea sweepings. Back in the U. S., he claimed to be the only man making aspirin in this country before the War. He also sold wrinkle eradicators...
...nearly $25,000,000. The business was founded by Statthalter Rudolph Stehli in Obfelden, Switzerland, in 1837, has remained in the family ever since. The company now has 3, 500 looms scattered through Switzerland, Italy, Germany and the U. S. Emil J. Stehli, grandson of the founding Statt halter and president of Stehli Silks Corp., came to the U. S. in 1897 to establish an importing house as an adjunct to Zurich's Stehli & Co. Importing of Stehli silks proved profitable until the Dingley tariff ended it forever. As U. S. manufacturers do today in foreign lands, the resourceful...
Typical was an incident in a Loop theatre last week. The Mayor boomed out his usual nonsensical speech, twirled his halter, cried: "I wear no man's halter around my neck but thank God, I've got one real friend in the newspaper business. He's a Democrat and his name is William Randolph Hearst."* Up rose a heckler to shout: "And he's got his halter around your neck, you lying skunk, Bill Thomp son." Eggs began to splatter over the stage...