Rube's

Mr. George — who changed his name at Rube's urging, as did George's older brother Thomas, to escape the anti-Semitism of that era—was no slouch, either.

The Rube Under the Bed Ralph Gardner Jr. 2011

Rube's were neat enough but the creases didn't look welded in.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

I sat forever in Rube's office then, turning the pages of old copies of Life, discovering again, as in a doctor's waiting room, that it's very hard to tell, looking through back issues of Life, whether or not you've seen them before.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

I turned to look at Rube's face, but he was watching the scene below, forearms on the guardrail, his hands clasped loosely together.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

We met in Rube's little cubbyhole, Rube in shirt-sleeves behind his desk, tilted far back in his swivel chair, hands clasped behind his head, grinning at me.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

Esterhazy half sat, half leaned against a corner of Rube's desk, very neat, almost military in a gray gabardine suit, white shirt, and dark tie.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

Rube's girl came in twice, wanting to know, of course, what it had been like, really like, and once again I did my damnedest to find the words that would convey it.

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

The Museum hadn't been visible — not from this balcony — since the early eighteen eighties, and as the realization roared through my brain, it did in Rube's, it did in Oscar's, and Rube whispered, "He made it."

Time and Again Finney, Jack 1995

"Well," queried Kiddie, always interested in Rube's investigations, whatever they happened to be.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton

"No," he said, after a long spell of silence, reverting to Rube's remark.

Kiddie the Scout Robert Leighton