Word: musts
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Your article referred to my highways passing through large cities in order to get votes. I am a good sport; I don't object to that reference at all-as I know an article must have a little spice in it-but the fact of the matter is, as you will see on page 4 of my Highway Bill attached, that it specifically states in my bill, "and shall not pass through any cities or towns unless there is no other place for the road...
...gumshoes asked for my ticket. But I gave him a whiffter of my elbow room to show him that I belonged there, and he lay down so I could get over him. Then I pulled out my watch and gosh all was left was ashes. 'Jiminy it must be late!' I thunk, and run into the East Coatroom for my Bromo Seltzer. It was gone and they were doing big bottles around the empty apples. So I drank something else which tasted fine so when the bottle came round again I took another swig. I felt fine then but there...
...Robinson is right at home in this spot, and he speaks my kind of lingo, which is more than I can say for some. It is his accent which lures me, I decide. Afterwards I ankle down the street for a beer or two, but I stipulate that it must not be Mr. Robinson's brand. His is not so good...
...they zipped toward Newton, he eyed the road nervously. Lot of gadgets in this car, must be complicated to handle. Look out! A car in front of them had stopped abruptly. Instinctively he pressed his feet hard on the floorboards and to his and Mr. Yordan's surprise, the Pontiac jerked to a stop. "Funny," mused Mr. Yordan, "I thought I stepped on the gas to go around him." Then he laughed and pointed to the Vagabond's hoofs on the floorboards. "Dual controls," he said softly. "Don't freeze on them again." The Vagabond looked down, and sure enough...
Halfway between the unalarming situation at Harvard and the lurid dilemmas painted in magazines and newspapers lies the actual state of venereal disease in this country. Syphilis, by its hereditary as well as its contagious nature, presents a problem that must be faced, and one which the Bulwinkle Bill would go far toward solving. But in the meantime another problem, more difficult to solve, is making itself apparent. For syphilis is rapidly being outranked as the nation's major social disease by the morbid, evil-minded, and sadistic trend of the public press, which can have no good effect...