Word: sure
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...could be easily rendered impotent in its intended purpose by showing cigarette posters of attractive young girls in the act of smoking. But the biscuit squad of Oklahoma will have the hardest task. Armed with tape-lines, they must enter every kitchen in the state and make sure that no "society biscuits" are being made. It will be a job for heroes--or state legislators...
...Usually at these meetings the captain talks about beating Yale. But the Yale race is a long way off. That is not the important thing at present. The main thing needed now at the establishment of a new system, is confidence and a spirit of cooperation, and I am sure you have both...
...Manhattan, last week, newsgatherers discovered one of many local "drives" that are to be held to raise $5,000,000. The quota assigned to New York City was modest in proportion to its size and wealth-$100 each from only 4,000 Fundamentalists. But the Bryanites were sure the metropolis must harbor at least that many. A Brooklyn undertaker and three clergymen were the first assistants engaged by one Malcolm M. Lockhart, onetime solicitor for the Near East Relief, who now styled himself "militant Fundamentalist" and headed the Manhattan drive. Driver Lockhart was prepared to issue certificates, each carrying...
...Brother (Harold Lloyd). Great dark houses crashed and rocked with laughter last week. Funnyman Lloyd is loose again. Before permitting himself to be released Mr. Lloyd always examines his gag staff* to be sure no drop of marrow lingers in their funny-bones. He asks the continuity men if they have achieved the highest possible pitch of acceleration. The result is houses that crash and rock. Mr. Lloyd remains original, rapid, hysterogenic. This time he is Harold Hickory, rabbitty member of a bearish backwoods sheriff's family. He outwits his lumbering brothers and a traveling band of medicine fakers; outflirts...
...Martyr's epitaph above. Young Morley, like his columnist-novelist brother, is one of those for whom any river will wimple with apt allusion. Half the poets of England creep into Mr. Morley's book, a pat line or stanza from each. And he can himself do such sure telling bits as: "The first lock, by Inglesham Round House, holds two feet of water, of varnished and translucent brown?the brown of old sherry." Though we are here reminded that Elder Brother Morley is prouder of his taste in wine than of his taste in literature?which he takes...