Word: keeps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...young lady asked me if in five years she might be an ambassador," he told them, "I couldn't make her any promises because that is a year or two beyond the time when my term will expire." But he told them to keep informed on the Government, and one of them might even have "this terrible job which I have . . . and you might get a chance to live over there in that great white jail, with the balcony and everything...
...orderly, "peaceable" demonstration, protesting the appearance of Communist-tuned Singer Paul Robeson at a picnic ground outside of Peekskill, N. Y. True, the veterans of Westchester County had brought along enough brass bands to drown out a full opera company and enough pickets to keep any traffic from getting through. But there was to be no rough stuff, the leaders promised. Then the veterans, 500 strong, started down the road leading to the picnic grove itself...
...Keep Me Supplied. Things were hard at first. Lydia made the compound herself in her cellar kitchen; she and her three sons and one daughter bottled it in the evenings while father Isaac read aloud. In her spare time, Lydia wrote advertising circulars which her sons distributed door to door. But sales were precious few until son Dan invaded Brooklyn with 20,000 of his mother's handbills. ("KEEP ME SUPPLIED WITH PAMPHLETS," he wrote exuberantly.) Lydia, it turned out, had as much of a genius for advertising as she had for pounding herbs. She addressed herself directly...
Much of her advice made good sense, particularly when she campaigned for elementary cleanliness ("Keep clean inside and out!") and "attacked the widespread prejudice against fresh air." She conducted a one-woman campaign for safety and sanitary regulations in industry at a time when factory girls had little protection. In such ways she became a force to be reckoned with in U.S. life. Long before she died (in 1883), her face and name had become part of the country's folklore and humor. One standard story...
...find a strange analogy to something in yourself? For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life. God keep thee! Push not off from that isle, thou canst never return...