Word: hoping
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Fully aware of his role as Dry Hope- the man President Hoover expects to pull Prohibition out of its manifold troubles- Mr. Youngquist stated that he had never taken a drink himself. He added: "I am a dry politically and personally, but I am not a fanatic on the subject...
Minnesota sired the sire of the National Prohibition Act. Pleased indeed was he. Andrew John Volstead, last week to learn that President Hoover had reached over 47 other States and 99 other candidates to choose a Minnesotan and a good Volstead friend as his Dry Hope, under whom the President purposes to consolidate all Prohibition activities. The appointment of Gustav Aaron Youngquist. Minnesota's Attorney-General, to be U. S. Assistant Attorney-General in charge of Prohibition & Taxation, had hardly reached St. Paul before Sire Volstead's daughter, Mrs. Laura Volstead Lomen, hurried to Mr. Youngquist...
...action the most famed of Mexican feminists, Dona Sofia Villa de Buentello, a handsome woman in her early 40's, called on President Emilio Portes Gil. Women she declared would make ideal pollwatchers and ballot-counters "because they would not let themselves be corrupted or suborned, nor can they hope to win high Government posts by selling themselves vilely." In a word Dona Sofia asked the President to decree 100% feminine custody of the presidential vote. He promised to ponder her suggestion, gallantly bowed her out; soon the Ministry of Interior announced: "Federal troops will be assigned to prevent disorder...
...told his visitor to hold high the Yale-Harvard brand. Said he: "I am a great admirer of Yale. . . . Together, Yale and Harvard are four times as strong as either one is alone. ... I am an older man than you. I shall be gone long before you. I earnestly hope that whatever you plan may come to fruition. When I am gone, any improvements which you make I know will benefit no less the institution where I was nurtured...
...glance around any modern bookshop is proof that current literature is far greater in amount than the average reader can hope comfortably to taste, to chew, or to digest. The student in Harvard naturally feels somewhat at a loss which way to turn when presented with such a volume of reading matter. The value of some sort of selection in this maze of books seems obvious...