Word: hurte
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Hundreds of young men are in U. S. law schools for no reason but the old saying, "A little law never hurt a man in business." Last week the outstanding examplar of a very sound old saying that one is, finished his long career -Judge Elbert H. Gary died in Manhattan at 81, the, as yet, unretired board chairman of the largest corporation in the world U. S. steel. He read law in his Uncle Henry's (Colonel Henry Valetted) office at Naperville, Ill., after returning from volunteer service in the Civil...
...cars. Even if they did not they are only 3,000,000 out of 118,000,000. But this is a funny country, the majority are inclined to take up for the under dog, and it is very likely that Ford's attacks on Jews did hurt his business with the vast number of Gentiles associated with Jews one way or another...
...when TIME is merely trying to be funny in the college humor fashion, and in either event TIME might keep itself better informed. In order to forestall any attempted wisecracks about my religious beliefs, please note that I believe in God, and that my faith is neither helped nor hurt by TIME's jackassery. And I may add that my authority for Ingersoll's agnosticism-not atheism- is, in addition to the evidence of his lectures, the statement of his wife, who probably knew more about his opinions and beliefs than does even the infallible vaudeville artist...
...untruthful letter of "ONE" Cyril D. H. G. Dillington-Dowse. . . . A "bitter taunt" indeed! A cowardly taunt. The taunt of one who has forgotten the English Public School Boy's principle of good sportsmanship. The taunt of one utterly lacking the first instinct of a gentleman, "never to hurt the feelings of another, be it individual or nation." I ask you and your readers to laugh at that letter, as the outpouring of a liverish and bitterly disagreeable person. . . . GILBERT TYNDALE...
...know, there can be no minimizing of his successes. Recently, while disporting himself in the waters of the Gulf of Genoa (at Alassio where he now lives in modest dalliance), he struck his head against bottom. When he reached surface (he told his Manhattan greeters last week), his head hurt; his neck was stiff; he could not turn his head. Something was out of joint. He wrapped his powerful fingers about his neck, manipulated the bones, wrenched. There was an "audible crack" and he was "fit as ever...