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...indicated by the pronunciation, the correct spelling of this crime is kidnapping, (to nab a kid) and not "kidnaping" (perhaps to grab a child by the nape of the neck). We feel very incensed about this, and live in mortal fear of the day when the newspapers, not content to leave the extra "me" in program or pogrom, knock superfluous words from the names of the great. Picture to yourself such a headline, "Presidents Rosevelt, Hover, Lowel, Angel, and Con'nt confer with orators Ramsey M'Donald, Graham M'Namee...
Willard on Napes. As the rail representatives were closing Phase ! of the I. C. C. hearings with long wails about carrier credit, President Daniel Willard of Baltimore & Ohio, one of the half dozen executives who started the rate-increase ball rolling last May, was inspecting his new Chicago & Alton property in Kansas City. Drumming his fingers nervously he there declared: "We can't take the public by the nape of the neck and force it to ride. We can only give it such courteous and fair treatment that it will want to ride. The railroads come back? They haven...
...Building Trades fervently to declare: "I propose President Hoover for the Nobel Peace Prize. He is a candidate without competition. His action means more for real peace than anything done in the last decade." The great Berlin Tage-blatt observed sagely: "The philosopher Wilson seized us by the nape of the neck; the Engineer Hoover captures our hearts...
...Smiley stood scratching his head. . . . And he ketched Dan'l by the nape of the neck, and lifted him up and says, 'Why, blame my cats, if he don't weigh five pound!' And turned him upside down, and he belched out a double handful of shot. And then he see how it was, and he was the maddest man-he set the frog down and took out after that feller...
...practical move of abolishing monitors, that is unthinkable. One generation after another of Harvard men has shivered at an icy breath on the nape of the neck, and then turned to see only a kindly monitor whiling away part of the three hours by reading over his shoulder. One after another has listened to the padding of feet up and down the aisles, and started as a snort from the desk indicates that the fun of communal blue-book reading has begun, and shrunk when the cold glint in a proctor's eye shows he is wondering why you look...