Word: sit
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...achieved the bigwig part and got near enough to the White House in 1914 to marry a President's daughter, Miss Eleanor Wilson. He married her in the White House. William was not content with being Secretary of the Treasury, or even a cinema potentate; he wants to sit at a certain mahogany desk in the White House. Fortunately, he is blessed with a good wife. She shares his Presidential aspirations. She, too, would like to be back in the White House...
...warmly greeted by the housekeeper, Aunt Aurora Pierce. After a light supper at candlelight, they sat silently on the porch as the sun sank behind beloved Vermont hills. Now and again old-timers would stop in to pass the time of day, whereupon the President would rise, shake hands, sit again-rock-rock, rock-rock...
...things can be seeded, awoked, growed up in the heart of man in every way but with robbery or murder for robbery. . . "Do not violate the law of Nature if you do not want to be miserable. I remember : it was a night without a moon but stary. I sit alone in the darkness, I was sorry, very sorry. With the face in my hands I began to look at the stars. I feel that my soul wants to go away from my body, and I have to make an effort to keep it in my chest...
...Court is not actually a court, but a panel of international jurists from among whom several are assigned to consider a given case, if and when it is presented for adjudication by the disputants. The World Court, on the other hand, consists of a definite court of judges who sit together on every question. They are nominated through the machinery of the Hague Court and elected by the Assembly of the League of Nations...
...trouble with his stockholders; they don't like the way he's running the company, want him to resign, but he thinks he can diddle them again. He gets up to speak at a general meeting of shareholders. Catcalls, hoots, hisses. Shouts of 'Sit down!' . . . 'Take a Vacation!' . . He stands at the foot of the table, brown as wood. 'Gentlemen. . . .' His voice is so faint that they can hardly hear. 'Louder, louder!' And then he does it, makes his last bid and gets across. . . . Splendid stuff for the second...