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...dais a thin blond man in a choker collar made a loud rapid speech and a short dark man swore to be a good Vice-President. After a tremendous throat-clearing a minister prayed and the short dark man read a speech from a little leather notebook. Mr. Coolidge listened with one hand up to his face. When the speech was over everybody clapped and helter-skeltered out of doors to the front steps of the Capitol...
...with the House of Morgan, with the Morgan influence especially strong in Guaranty Trust. It was the late great Morgan Partner Henry P. Davison, who, in 1909, began Guaranty's period of swift expansion. Thomas W. Lamont and George Whitney are present Guaranty Morganites. President of Guaranty Trust is blond William Chapman Potter, onetime mining engineer; Chairman of its Board is swarthy Charles Hamilton Sabin, onetime Massachusetts farm-boy. They are brothers-in-law, their wives being daughters of the late Paul Morton, Roosevelt's Secretary of the Navy...
Chernoff. The next witness for the plaintiff was Vadim Chernoff, a blond Russian expatriate, a painter of ikons. Excitedly, with an accent like a musical comedian, he dilated for an hour on Renaissance pigmentation, explained both how and what colors were used. He called the Hahn painting "translucent," and the Louvre painting "dirty." Technically he was wise, but Lawyer Levy confounded him with questions on art history and showed that M. Chernoff's advice had rarely, if ever, been sought in weighty controversy. Sir Joseph chuckled as the Chernoff lecture began. Later he gazed into a newspaper with obvious...
...arrival, on the morrow, of King Christian and Queen Alexandrine of Denmark. There would be fetes, galas and good cheer-for Danes are the wittiest and most light-hearted of Scandinavians. The eyes of the Spanish Infantas would sparkle as they trotted to jazz strains in the arms of blond courtiers from Copenhagen. And as the counterpoise, the pivot of all this gayety, there would be the Queen Mother. She seemed in excellent health and spirits as she rose after the royal movie show, and moved (between two dowager ladies-in-waiting) majestically...
...evening in Paris in the '70s when the Prince of Wales, later Edward VII, went backstage at the Varietes. He was led through a gloomy cavern of stained canvas, ropes, flaring lamps. The air was pungent, draughty, filled with the cloying scent of women doused with violent perfumes. The blond prince entered the dressing room of the leading lady, a famed courtesan. She greeted him with coy, voluptuous respect, in tantalizing deshabille. The little dressing room was filled with starchy gentlemen, shouting amid the gay popping of corks. To one side stood a myopic, corpulent, bearded figure. His squinting eyes...