Word: pied
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Last winter when thousands of men were working at Passamaquoddy Dam in Maine, the U. S. Government contracted with bakers for 500 pies and 800 loaves of bread a day. When Congress denied further funds for 'Quoddy. thousands of men were laid off until only a corporal's guard was left. Six pies and eight loaves were all this remnant could consume in a day. Since New Deal regulations failed to provide for distributing food to the poor, the balance of the daily order went to the garbage heap and "Farmer Ed Pottle of Perry, who keeps...
...went to market, At a price too fancy and high, This little pig went to heaven (Or where pigs go when they die); This little pig had taxes galore To drain and condition its sty, And this little pig dined in grandeur and state On eight different kinds of pie...
...Democratic National Committee burned up the wires to 'Quoddy to get the facts. The War Department, in Charge of the Maine project, issued denials. Army officers declared that only no loaves of bread a day had been purchased at 'Quoddy in July, denied that any pie had ever been purchased, got an affidavit from William Doyle, 'Quoddy's garbage contractor, who solemnly swore: "At no time have I ever seen pie in the garbage or swill...
...story of pigs' pie was originally broadcast to various newspapers by the arch-Republican Boston Herald. The Boston Herald received it from Lawrence Thomas Smyth, of the Bangor, Me. Daily News, who got it from John McFaul, an oldtime News correspondent in Calais, Me., who got it from a "farmer over in Perry." Said Newshawk Smyth in Bangor...
...before sending it along to the Boston Herald. Of course, if I was writing for the New York Sun, I'd have polished it up a bit more. ... As a matter of fact the way the story came through it said six kinds of pie, but I jacked it up to eight. I figured the story must be pretty near right. There isn't anybody in Washington County [_i. e., 'Quoddy, Perry, Calais] with enough brains to think up a thing like that...