Word: long
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...that Senator who intends to oppose anything the Governor of Pennsylvania does is that he reminds me of an antimire* talking to a lot of jumbo elephants. . . . Somebody harbors a fear of a man named Grundy. Some of the criticisms have sounded like the malicious gossip of women. . . . So long as I am governor I intend to uphold our state and I would fail in my duty if I let the threat of any Senator dictate the selection...
...George of Britain has been peckish at his food. In recent weeks royal doctors have asked for special recipes and dishes to tempt the royal appetite. In Cairo, amiable King Fuad remembered that when he suffered from lassitude and loss of appetite, nothing was quite so good as a long cool glass of bright pink "preserved milk," specially prepared by his Egyptian chef. Obligingly he sent a case to George V. Britain's royal chef, M. Cedard, utilized the pink milk to make a pink milk pudding. All six of Their Majesties were said at Sandringham to have pronounced...
...ride from Quirinal Palace to Vatican Palace. The huge oval of St. Peter's Square was kept free of spectators. From dawn on the day appointed, crowds of pious, enthusiastic Romans jammed the sidewalks of every street through which the royal pair could possibly pass, whiled away the long hours playing lottery games. Enterprising peddlers did a rushing business selling envelopes containing numbers shrewdly dubbed the "favorites" of the Pope, the King, the Queen. Many a Roman policeman unbent to buy tickets himself and play with the crowd...
...white, high-necked, long-sleeved, as Vatican etiquette demands. Half shrouded by a white lace mantilla, her regal head carried a proud coronet, and upon the black cordon of Malta across her bosom depended in eight strands the fabulous Pearls of Savoy, huge as pale butter balls...
...Chief rub: Papal etiquette demanded that visiting sovereigns should kiss the Pope's toe. Vittorio Emanuele, or Benito Mussolini, found this unbecoming to the dignity of the House of Savoy (TIME, Nov. 25). Hence the compromise, the one-kneed genuflection. His Holiness did not leave Their Majesties kneeling long. Quickly he motioned them to their feet, led them to two armchairs placed on a level with and on either side of his "Little Throne,"* which was under a velvet canopy...