Word: wastebasketful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Says Daily Express Editor Arthur Christiansen: "I empty my own wastebasket. Those of us who don't get called up have to do everybody's jobs. We are working like dogs...
...Baker pulling out the first of 10,500 capsules. However, the jar is definitely not the one illustrated in TIME, Nov. 11. Mr. Baker's 1917 jar is shaped like a fishbowl and has a small mouth whereas the jar shown in TIME looks like a large glass wastebasket...
...afternoon last week, on the stage of Washington's Departmental Auditorium, Brigadier General Lewis Elaine Hershey dipped his hairy hand into a brown wastebasket. He plucked out a cobalt-blue capsule, thrust it behind his back. A brunette young woman snatched the capsule, shook out a piece of paper, handed the paper to a blonde. The blonde attached the paper to a white card, passed the card to a male announcer at a microphone. The announcer spoke meaningless words (for practice) into the microphone, handed the card to a Boy Scout. The Boy Scout slipped it to another...
...wastebasket had been replaced by the huge glass jar from which draft numbers were drawn in 1917. Photographers' lights beat upon 8,994* blue capsules in the jar, shedding a blue radiance on the stage. Selective Service Director Clarence Addison Dykstra and Brigadier General Hershey walked in. Slowly behind them came President Roosevelt, on the arm of his secretary "Pa" Watson. The blue-suited President looked tired, grey, exhausted by his campaign. Said he to the nation (paraphrasing a favorite phrase of Wendell Willkie) and to the 17,000,000 registrants who were about to have their numbers drawn...
Ordeal By Egg. In Detroit, plump divorcee Doris La Roue, 31, RFC employe, pleaded guilty to tossing a metal wastebasket, a telephone book, an ash tray and other furniture oddments from an 18th story window during a downtown Willkie parade. Said Miss La Roue, denounced by the President, and straightway discharged from her job: "Something came over me." Her victim, Miss Betty Wilson, got twelve stitches in her head, flowers, national sympathy...