Daniel S. Hamermesh and Biddle, Jeff E. (1994): Beauty and the Labor Market.
When push comes to shove,” notes Biddle, the Obama administration will “vote for not losing a war.
When Biddle fell, Amos, with the instinct of the mariner, had rushed towards the unmanned helm.
Biddle laughed at Jackson's message of 1832 which denounced the Bank.
A moment after they got back, the aide, Mr. Biddle (I have his name to so many passes that I know it now), came to the door.
Biddle, cutlass in hand, jumped upon the nettings to lead the men.
The "Penguin" was to windward and bore down upon her, while Biddle hove his ship to and awaited her coming.
They mean to resume, and Mr. Biddle means that they shall not.
"Open this door, Green," shouted Biddle to one of the prisoners, whom he knew by name.
In early life Biddle was an apothecary and a clock- and watch-maker.
[probably an alteration of bundle]