Word: tells
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Samuel Parkes Cadman, radio preacher, was dragged in: "The people that hire Dr. Cadman to spread his [pacifist] stuff over the country don't tell him what to say." From Manhattan. Dr. Cadman issued a verbose reply...
...tell also the Saturday football scores...
Thus were illustrated on the Senate floor two predominant Dry attitudes toward Prohibition: the Dry who considers it his duty to tell all he sees; the Dry whose social sensibility keeps him silent. Senator Brookhart was variously hailed throughout the land as one who (although two years late) had done a civic service, or as one who had accepted hospitality and then flouted its rules. Senator Smoot, similarly, was viewed either as a dry-voting hypocrite who had kept mum, or as a gentleman who had not gone out of his way to impose his public character on a private...
Responsible for Prohibition prosecutions in the District of Columbia is District Attorney Leo A. Rover. Part of the Brookhart outburst was an offer to tell Mr. Rover, before a grand jury, all that Senator Brookhart knows or has heard about Wet Washington. Mr. Rover called at the Prohibition Bureau to see if there was sufficient evidence to warrant grand jury procedure. Mr. Rover said he would be "very glad" to have Senator Brookhart testify, but with everyone bearing in mind the motto "No more crusades," it seemed certain no great amount of evidence would be found, that any steps toward...
Many Waters. It is a favorite axiom of dramatists that you never can tell what anguish has moulded the calm faces on the avenues. Monckton Hoffe, a British playwright, has for some time been demonstrating this fact in London with Many Waters, which permits you to live through the years with a little architect, James Barcaldine, and his pleasant wife. So tranquil are the Barcaldines that a theatrical impresario cites them as the sort of people who like twinkling artificial entertainment because their own lives are so fatuously real...