Word: stops
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...wheat run down & up the scale between $1.50 and 30?; corn, hogs, cattle, potatoes, rye, peaches-all of them fluctuating from month to month and from year to year in mad gyrations which, of necessity, have left the growers of them speculators against their will. . . . We sought to stop the rule of tooth & claw that threw farmers into bankruptcy or turned them virtually into serfs, forced them to let their buildings, fences and machinery deteriorate, made them rob their soil of its God-given fertility, deprived their sons and daughters of a decent opportunity on the farm. To those days...
Every so often newspapers get steamed up about some mysterious new ray which will deal long-range death to men and animals, down airplanes or work other wholesale damage. Lately a ray said to stop gasoline engines and supposedly invented by no less a personage than Guglielmo Marconi stirred up a pother, which faded away when Marconi himself squelched it. Last week another exciting ray story cropped up in dispatches from Berkeley, Calif, which produced such headlines as NEW LETHAL RAY HURLED BY MAGNET, and NEW DEATH RAY TO AID MANKIND BEGINS ITS TEST...
...continued, starvation wages were too often the rule. . . . Mammon ruled America. Those are the years to remember-those fool's paradise years before the crash came. Downward Spiral. "This nation slipped spirally downward, ever downward, to the inevitable point when the mechanics of civilization came to a dead stop on March 3, 1933. You and I need not rehearse the four years of disaster and gloom. . . . You and I can well remember the overwhelming demand that the national Government come to the rescue of the home-owners and the farm-owners. . . . You and I still recollect the need...
...going to get sodden drunk so Mother will know how it looks and will stop her drinking," said Jesse Lauriston Livermore Jr., 16, schoolboy son of the famed stock market trader, when he returned to his mother's home at Montecito, Calif., late Thanksgiving evening. In the big pink stucco house Mrs. Dorothea Livermore, who divorced Trader Livermore in 1932, was giving a drinking party. Son Jesse began downing a quart of whiskey. Screamed tipsy Mrs. Livermore: "I'd rather see you dead than drinking!" Son Jesse lurched into another room, returned with one of the guns...
...unwholesome divorce between the extravagancies of feeling and the limitations of life." Most importantly, it has "consecrated prejudice under the sacred names of Nature and instinct." Yet, unlike the Humanists, who have held Rousseau responsible for most of the evils of the modern world, Ellis does not stop his analysis