Word: hitch
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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President Roosevelt washed his hands of the Canal and its legislative mate, Maine's Passamaquoddy Dam. Last fortnight he reconsidered, had Majority Leader Joe Robinson attempt to hitch them to the First Deficiency (Relief) Bill. Tired, ailing Senator Fletcher made a long, earnest plea for the Canal, and his colleagues, largely out of affection for the man who was senior in service to all of them except Idaho's Borah and senior in age to all except Virginia's Glass, voted a conditional $10,000,000 for the Florida ditch, though rejecting the Maine...
...believe that Hearst as an ally of any politician is a form of political suicide," declared one of Alf Landon's supporters, wise old William Allen White of Emporia last month. "Hearst is a hitch-hiker on the Landon bandwagon. Sooner or later Landon will have to throw him off or feel Hearst's gun in his ribs. For his own good luck-the sooner the better...
According to the new Indian Constitution, Viceroy Linlithgow's job is to speed the creation of autonomous Indian Provinces and an autonomous All-India Federal Government. The hitch in this proposed set-up is that at the same time the Viceroy and his provincial Governors have certain "duties"-the duty of protecting minorities including the British, the duty of maintaining order, the duty of ensuring India's financial stability and credit...
Three days later, crammed with a return load of oranges, automobile parts and general merchandise, the caravan headed back East by approximately the same route, this time aiming for Manhattan. Again all went without a hitch, except for an arrest in New Mexico for overloading, a 30-min. delay near Cleveland for a flat tire The caravan shouldered on through blizzards, finally waddled into Manhattan last week in seven days, beating its own schedule by 24 hours, the best railroad freight schedule by 72 hours...
There should be a simple answer. The greensward along the river, intersected by convenient gravelled paths, is probably as near the ideal cycling ground as modern civilization will produce. But there is a hitch. This lovely greensward is under the jurisdiction of the hard-hearted Metropolitan District Police. Every afternoon the men in gray swoop down in Neon-lighted cars or rude motorcycles and drive the pleasure seekers from the grass. There are no exceptions. The loveliest bare kneed girl from the halls of Radcliffe, the most pitiful youngster, the most loquacious college boy, all on bicycles are as unwelcome...