Word: palming
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...makes more money than if he charged for his work. He killed 49,000 rats in Chicago in 1922, gained much fame thereby. His best clients are food stores, schools, hospitals, colleges. He has killed rats at the Edward F. Hutton and George Alexander McKinlock estates at Palm Beach. Private estates he charges $100, but he prefers larger jobs. Rats, says he, always return in six months unless an exterminator is used continuously. He estimates that if only one healthy rat couple were left alive in Chicago it would produce 359,000,000 descendants in three years. He is proudest...
...served it is revealed that the guests of honor will not be present. The others do not wait for Larry Renault. He is already dead in his hotel room. Loud dinner music bursts forth. The tragedians exchange limpid banalities: "The seasons are changing; they say there'll be palm trees someday where the Empire State Building is. ... Girls of 14 today behave just as if they were 30. ... I love dogs. You grow just as attached to them as if they were children. . . ." Curtain...
...Blue Room, shook hand after hand after hand. Many an exuberant guest, ignorant of White House etiquet, wrung the President's fingers instead of allowing him to do the shaking. The President's hand turned red and began to swell. Jeweled rings cut into his palm and finger tips. The President noticed he was getting blood on ladies' white gloves. He felt fatigued. White House Physician Joel Boone ordered him to cut short the ordeal, retire upstairs. Behind were left several thousand unhandshaken guests. Next day the President appeared with a bandage around his fingers...
Smuggled out of Russia and scanned with breathless interest by Reds abroad last week was a manifesto against Dictator Josef Stalin which Reds in Russia have been slipping fearfully from palm to palm...
President and founder of Maclean Ltd. is Lieut.-Colonel John Bayne Maclean, who looks like a Lord and generally feels like one. He rides in a Rolls-Royce, owns a big house in Toronto, another in England, a third at Palm Beach. His wife, the former Anna Perkins Slade, daughter of onetime Harvard Professor Daniel Denison Slade, is a niece of Countess Edla of Saxe-Cobourg-Gotha. He likes to tell how a British secret service agent whisked them out of Germany on a diplomatic train...