During the acute national potato shortage, the lowly spud was missed so much that it began to rank with truffles and goose livers as a delicacy. This restaurant in New Hampshire obtained a bag of potatoes after several spudless weeks […]
This new batch was sent to Leicester shed, and the redoubtable enginemen who had made such a reputation for themselves with the ex-G.C.R. Atlantics took to the B17s immediately, although, of course, they required quite different driving methods; ….
Standing expectantly on this porch were two fashionably dressed little tots of girls — cut very much on the same pattern, like paper dolls — and a sunbonneted, gingham-clad young woman whose rounded arm lightly held a heavy but spick and span baby, a regular prize winner for plumpness and fairness, a baby of such well-poised deportment that every noddle was kingly.
I made a talk on television, a talk in which I made a flub—one of the few that I make, not because I′m so good on television but because I′ve been doing it a long time. I made a flub in which I said I was running for governor of the United States.
