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Sleeping Enemies. Then there was Keith M. Beaty, a Charlotte, N.C. taxi-fleet operator, who got Caudle three cars at cut prices, lent him a fourth car and a wad of money. The U.S. has had a $2,400,000 claim for back taxes pending against Beaty and his associates. Caudle said he had disqualified himself from acting in the Beaty tax case. This talk that there was something wrong about the Beaty-Caudle relationship, said Caudle, was inspired by their enemies in North Carolina, where he was once a U.S. district attorney. The last time he was in Charlotte...
...Maurice Tobin, McCarthy had magnanimous indulgence: "A fine young gentleman* who was ordered to do a job, and he did that job." Then, diving frequently into his brown bag for a black photostat, a picture, or a wad of congressional transcript, he turned his buckshot on his archenemies, Secretary of State Acheson, Defense Secretary Marshall, and U.S. Ambassador-at-Large Philip Jessup. He set the veterans whooping when he offered to take his case against Acheson and Jessup "to a jury of twelve men and twelve women . . . if the President's spokesmen can find a way to get them...
Giuliano forgot his suspicions. As the clock struck 3, he rose, stretched and unbuckled his cartridge belt. He laid his pistol on the table, placed a wad of notes beside it and stretched out on the bed. He was just lifting his arms to put them back of his head when Pisciotta whipped out his gun and fired.-The waiting police rushed in, seized the bandit's body, dragged it into the street and fired their bullets into...
...that time, he became one of America's most brilliant journalists, sharpest wits and sourest cynics. His quarry was "conglomerate man . . . a tangled wad of rattlesnakes thawing and reeking in the Spring sunlight." Purdue University's Paul Fatout has uncoiled the tangled temperament of Cynic Bierce in a lively and readable new biography...
...debauching doesn't start, as you might think, with a cigar-smoking, sure-thing gambler shoving a wad of money in the direction of a convertible car-conscious lad old enough to vote...