"One Doesn't Have to be a Radical to Subscribe to That."
Having a Fit.
"I Don't Have to Get Mine that Way!"
The Volstead Market Day.
Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.
Some Cream and a Lot of Tin Cans.
How About Some Realistic Accounting?
"Guess I'll Have to Run the Darn Thing Myself."
So You Don't Think a Clean - Up was Necessary, Eh?
As He Would Like to Have It.
He'll Have No Hit With This!
It Might Have Been Your Child.
"I Think the Results Obtained in the Past Ten or Eleven Years Have Been Marvelous."
He Would Kick Like the Devil if it Weren't for Such a Needy Cause.
"Bob Moses Doesn't Love Me. The Democrats Don't Love Me. The Public Doesn't Love Me. Nobody Loves Me!"
A Good Argument for a City Manager.
New York a Million Miles Away.
A Queen Arrives.
A Direct Insult on a Noble Profession.
A Penny at a Time.