Word: tells
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Mummies, what mummies?" said Mr. Morse. "Perhaps you mean my old bones that have given so much trouble. Just tell the Customs, 'old bones...
...American college to make such definite adjustment to the secondary school's preparation, but Mohammed had shown no signs of coming to the mountain, and the mountain must needs move. In examinations for college the I. Q. and the scholastic aptitude test have their place, but none of these tell whether the freshman possesses a knowledge of note taking and a scholarly disclaim of the historical anecdote. The plan of the University of Buffalo at least prepares the unequipped before their hour is at hand...
...Milton T. Everhart, son-in-law of Albert Bacon Fall, of the excuse upon which he escaped testifying in the Fall-Sinclair oil lease trials. If immune to prosecution for anything he did more than three years ago, Mr. Everhart cannot again plead fear of selfincrimination; must tell about some suspicious Liberty Bonds he handled in 1922 during the transaction of the Messrs. Fall & Sinclair. Last week's developments in the Fall-Sinclair case amounted only to taking testimony on the jury-tampering charges against Harry Ford Sinclair and W. J. Burn's detectives (TIME...
Among the others was Capt. William H. Stayton of Baltimore, active chief of the Association Against the Prohibition Amendment. That was what the secret meeting last week, at Mr. Wadsworth's house, portended. All those present were "Wets." They called themselves the Moderation League, Inc. They would not tell precisely what they talked about. All they would say was that the Moderation League Inc., without superseding Captain Stayton's A. A. P. A., would promote a national non-partisan movement to clarify Prohibition's place in 1928 election platforms...
Minstrels of days gone by lived their lives, traveled the highways and byways, sang their songs, died and were forgotten. So, too often, were the songs they sang, simple, singable songs that came from the people and belonged to them. Happily for the survival of the homely, story-telling songs of the U. S., Carl Sandburg, modern minstrel, has changed the order of things. For years he has trekked from one end of the U. S. to the other, reading the rugged poems that have made his name, poems of smoke and steel and corn-husking smarting with truth...