Word: vining
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...assistance." Wrote Washington in reply: "It is now no more that toleration is spoken of, as if it was by the indulgence of one class of people that another enjoyed the exercise of their inherent natural rights. [In this nation] everyone shall sit in safety under his own vine and fig tree, and there shall be none to make him afraid...
...royalty deal, Hart Schaffner & Marx took over the Society Brand line of men's suits, thus trimming down the Big Five of the business to the Big Four.* In the men's clothing trade, it has been no secret that Society Brand is dying on the vine, has eked out a slim profit over the past four years only by virtue of tax carrybacks and rebates from more prosperous years. Kestnbaum plans to sink $2,500,-ooo into Society Brand over the next year to rebuild its sales...
...anyway; social security has the fond approval of most Congressmen, and a majority of Reed's committee already wanted the one-year trade-agreement extension. With the contented smile of a cat after swallowing the canary, Dan Reed proclaimed: "I'm part of the Administration." Maple & Vine. Democrats saw a way to make political hay of the President's abrupt retreat. Tennessee's Freshman Senator Albert Gore announced that he would try to substitute the Randall proposals (threeyear extension, authority to cut all tariffs 5% per year) for the one-year extension...
Said Gore: "If for the second year in a row the supporters of international trade kept silent, the sentiment for world trade might start to wither on the vine. And the rest of the world might get the wrong idea of what we really stand for." Gore's ideas about world trade go back to his early days in Carthage, Tenn., when, as a young schoolteacher, he made friends with a fellow townsman named Cordell Hull. Sometimes, when Gore met Hull on the Courthouse Square, they would sit on the roots of a big sugar-maple tree...
...Norman descent, When starved till faint gazed up at a trellis to which grapes were tied- Matured till they glowed with a purplish tint As though there were gems inside. Now grapes were what our adventurer on strained haunches chanced to crave, But because he could not reach the vine He said, "These grapes are sour, I'll leave them for some knave." Better, I think, than an embittered whine...