Word: livered
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...press for a night session. The Assembly job also calls for the exercise of behind-the-scenes social as well as diplomatic skills. Fortunately, Frederick Boland is a gregarious man. "You can accomplish a lot over a steak and a dry martini," he says. "I just hope my liver holds...
...Manhattan federal court, the U.S. Justice Department charged that two of them had conspired to monopolize the $40 million-a-year market for meprobamate, better known as Miltown or Equanil. The defendants: Carter Products, Inc., recent loser in a 17-year struggle with the FTC to preserve the "Liver" in Carter's Little Liver Pills, and giant (1959 sales: $450 million) American Home Products, which sells 90 household products, from Chef Boy-Ar-Dee ravioli to Anacin and Preparation H (for hemorrhoids). Trustbusters charged that Carter, which developed meprobamate and controls one-third of the market, and American Home...
...billings from $4,900,000 to $120 million in his 19 years at Bates. These tactics have also inspired the FTC to fire off more complaints against Bates than other agencies. Among its accounts that have also been named by the FTC: Life cigarettes, Rolaids, Carter's Little "Liver" Pills. What miffed Reeves most was that until two months ago, the FTC had usually tipped him and the advertiser that a complaint was coming, given them a chance to argue their case beforehand or to clean up the controversial ad and thus kill the complaint. This time, said Reeves...
...Jaccoud's absence on a business trip to Sweden, police searched his house and office, impounded two pistols, an exotic Moroccan dagger, Jaccoud's bicycle and clothing. The police laboratory reported that there were traces of blood and human liver on the dagger, and tiny bloodstains on Jaccoud's raincoat and on his bicycle. Furthermore, a button was missing from his raincoat, and a similar button was found just outside the house...
When he knew he was dying of cancer of the liver in the spring of 1957, Ronald Knox asked friends to "ask our Lord to let me have the gift of perseverance." To one, he wrote with characteristic diffidence, "I gather this kind of cancer doesn't mean suffering in any acute form-I expect I'm not worthy of it." His last three days were spent in a coma. Once he roused, and a Lady Eldon at his bedside asked if he would like her to read to him from "his" New Testament. He replied with...