Word: ticket
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...Pennsylvania's Scranton, whose presence on the ticket would promote G.O.P. unity and help Barry in the industrial Northeast. Scranton has repeatedly said he does not want the vice-presidential nomination, and last week Goldwater said: "I don't think either of us would be comfortable running with the other." Still, there are strong arguments that a Goldwater-Scranton ticket would make the best of political sense, and the possibility should not be ruled...
...G.O.P. National Committee Chairman William Miller, a New York Congressman who could also give the ticket a Northeastern tinge, a Catholic, an orator with a gift for tough-talking gab, a clean-cut looking 50-year-old with a handsome wife and four attractive chil dren who would be an asset in anybody's campaign. But he is a relatively unknown politician who is not even standing for re-election this year from his upstate New York congressional district...
Lobster Pot. Ice exists, of course, because when fat cats want theater tick ets, the price does not matter. So $20, $25, $50, sometimes $100 is paid for a $9.60 ticket. The annual take in ice has been estimated at more than $10 million. Among major icemen, box office employees have always had the longest tongs, which goes a long way toward explaining why they have always behaved with such freezing contempt toward the wretched public that lines up to buy ice-free tickets at the wicket. Brokers testified that they regularly delivered envelopes to box offices containing checks covering...
...combinations" on the three dogs most likely to lose, thereby running up the odds on the three favorites. A forecast bet is similar to a quinel-la in the U.S., that is, picking the first two finishers in order. They did their job so well that only a single ticket was sold on the winning combination of Buckwheat and Handsome Lass, and the pari-mutuel payoff came to nearly...
...wrote then, "but I am for him, and I do believe that if he would declare himself, and go to the people, in no time at all he'd dispose them to say, 'Yes, Mr. President.' " By August 1963, National Review had filled out its Republican ticket: Goldwater and Eisenhower. "Before dismissing the idea as inherently preposterous," said Buckley, who thought it up, "one should consider that the strength Mr. Eisenhower could give to the ticket would almost surely be conclusive." Somewhat later, Buckley added: "It is quite irrelevant that I don't like...