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...iron and carbonic waters. Adolphus Busch had money, stupendous amounts to the minds of his castle servants and the country folk. His breweries at St. Louis, Vereinigten Staaten, were making. 1,599,459 barrels of good beer every year. His maroon-painted trucks with the spread-eagle trademark rumbled through every large U. S. city delivering cases of beer to barrooms, clubs and homes. He was wealthy. It was Kolossal, his casual hiring of entire hotels to ac commodate his guests for a season...
...cruel fact there might be a few moments of national mourning. The Follies started in 1907 and became indisputably the sovereign of all the annual revues. Of late years they have had more competition and were occasionally surpassed by others. Yet the name Ziegfeld Follies was as sure a trademark of excellent entertainment as one could find in the show business. One trusts that from the shadows of dispute it may sometime rise again...
...white except for a black patch over his eye. He stalked negligently around the ring, content to give the rabble the privilege of seeing, for once, an aristocrat in ermine. J. Allen Dunn, novelist, judged this class, adeptly weeding out all those dogs which looked too much like the trademark of Publisher Alfred Knopf...
...loitered only, in the sense that for hours each day he did not go anywhere else. He exhibited his flamboyance in a daring campaign to spellbind the Deputies by his personal magnetism into a belief that the only workable majority which can be formed in the Chamber bears the trademark Aristide Briand et Cie. Stirring interludes ensued...
...Over his head a monstrous curtain is furled with droops of golden cable. His crown rests beside him; a sceptre leans in the crook of his arm; a sword is propped against his leg; the royal coat of arms, painted on the wall, has the look of an automobile trademark. And in the stiffness of the paper-doll body under its innumerable ribbons, sashes, badges and magnificent sweep of falling draperies-in the exaggerated dandyism of the spindling white-stockinged legs, in the pointed hands, in the dainty bearded face, burns a discomfort - the puzzled, enviable discomfort of the nouveau...