For the harried, automobileless housewife there was a ‘Bundle Buggy’ for bringing home the groceries.

Meanwhile William struggled to shake the thought of his mother spending her final years locked away in a nuthouse—a laughing academy, a funny farm.

“Often wrong, never in doubt” was long the motto of editorial writers, but it can be applied to the journalism racket generally.

When the weight fell on her foot, she cried out in agony.