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...State University campus. At L.S.U. stadium, where 10,000 assembled to watch the inaugural ceremonies, there was free food & drink for all-200,000 hot dogs, a quarter of a million buns, 8,000 gallons of buttermilk, a quarter of a million bottles of root beer, Coke and "red soda...
...last 18 years. After a day at the Capitol, he gets into a pair of old grey slacks, settles down to skim official reports, read history, or clip newspapers for his scrapbooks, tries to be in bed by 9 o'clock. He limits his drinking to one whiskey & soda before dinner, smokes only denicotinized cigars. In 1932, he was bothered by shortness of breath and pounding of his heart under exertion. Doctors diagnosed it as a "slow heart," but nothing organically wrong. They prescribed digitalis (which he has taken ever since). The ailment has never recurred. For recreation...
...past is very much a part of Billings and Stover. One wall is lined with duplicates of every prescription filled since 1854, and pictures of the namesakes are over the door. The past also saw a prosperous soda business, and barrels of coke syrup were stored in the basement, alongside other essential philtres. A new fountain was installed in 1908, the first soda shop in the Square. But the owners made little concession to the straw-sucking customers, for no stools stood in front of the fountain, and soda and candy were primarily a sideline. Two years ago, the prescription...
...Cripps kept by his elbow, in place of the more customary alcoholic fortifier, a tumbler of orangeade spiked with honey. The House was amused. The M.P.s were also amused when he said: "I propose to abolish the excise duty ... on unsweetened table water. [This] is mainly a tax on soda water, which I do not drink. . . . Very little soda water is drunk neat in this country today. . . ." The Tory Daily Mail dubbed the budget "Cripps & Soda...
Kupferman himself is no scientist. The son of an Austrian cigarmaker, he put himself through art school by soda-jerking in Boston's North Station, and graduated to become a guard in the Boston Museum (which now owns several of his works). Kupferman drinks coffee by the potful in order to keep painting far into the night. He spends his days teaching and banging the brasses for modern art. "I used to be an introvert," he confesses, "but now I even talk to people on streetcars...