Word: mr
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Reception for all new students in the large Dining Hall of the Harvard Union. President James Bryant Conant will preside. Speakers: Mr. Archibald MacLeish, Librarian of Congress; the Reverand Willard Learoyd Sperry, Chairman of the Board of Preachers; and Dr. Richard M. Gummers, Chairman of the Committee on Admission...
...pale the old chap went, that poor old Mr. John, When sentries stood before the British Concession! He ground what teeth he had, and stripped right to the skin; That wasn't nice for him-ha! ha! in Tientsin...
...Rubicam's, the ad agency producing the show, had heard about a printing executive in Philadelphia, name of Klein, whose hobby was hypnotism. Arrangements were made immediately: Hypnotist Howard Klein was going to hypnotize someone right in the studio. It seemed like a swell idea at the time. Mr. Klein, a great hand at house parties, was delighted. He sent little printed cards to a lot of his friends, telling them to be sure to listen in. At Young & Rubicam's request, he bustled up to Manhattan two days before the scheduled broadcast, to show his stuff...
...Nope. Mr. Klein's act would never do. The Hobby Lobby has some 5 million listeners. If even a hundred of them corked off, without Mr. Klein in the living room to wake them up, it could make a mightier stir than the Orson Welles-invoked invasion from Mars. Why, some of the audience might even sleep through the commercial ! No sir! Thanks awfully, though...
...Mr. Klein was not only crestfallen, he was embarrassed. He had to recall his printed invitations to listen in, and it was difficult to explain to acquaintances that his appearance had been canceled because he was just too good. So Mr. Klein filed suit, in Philadelphia Common Pleas Court No. 5, asking no specific damages, since the Hobby Lobby experience cost him only time out from business, carfare, etc., but leaving it up to the court to prescribe suitable balm for his injured pride...