Word: malvern
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Only 48 Years. The naming of the commission mollified the House of Commons, but the sedate House of Lords was treated to a speech that nearly unsettled everything again. Up popped 75-year-old Lord Malvern, who as Sir Godfrey Huggins was the first Prime Minister of the Central African Federation when Nyasaland and the two Rhodesias were linked together in 1953. His credentials to discuss Central Africa were that "I have only lived there 48 years," and that he knows more about the subject than "itinerant politicians" who, he said, prowl about Africa, writing for left-wing newspapers...
...this was hardly the sort of thing to endear the get-tough policies of Malvern's successor, federal Prime Minister Sir Roy Welensky, to his London critics. No African, said the Earl of Lucan, could now "have any doubt as to the kind of attitude of certain of the Europeans." But last week, in the Rhodesias themselves, just when matters seemed to be getting out of hand, calmer views began to prevail. Southern Rhodesia's Prime Minister Sir Edgar Whitehead, faced with strong criticism by clergymen and lawyers, withdrew his police-state Preventive Detention Act and set free...
...first marriage, also died of meningitis while serving with the Army in North Africa in 1943. And in 1949, three days after Max was reburied in Sheridan, Ark., John Mc-Clellan's second son, John Jr., child of the second marriage, was buried beside his mother in nearby Malvern. John, the Senator's favorite, had been fatally injured in an automobile accident...
Johnny McClellan had died that morning of a brain injury. The family had buried Max on a Friday. On Monday Johnny was buried in Malvern, next to his mother's grave...
...Patience," says seasoned Colonial Hand Lord Malvern, former Prime Minister of the Central African Federation, "is essential; gradualness is absolutely necessary." But in newly awakened Middle Africa, there is little desire for patience. Of the many lessons the African has learned from his white masters, some.good, some bad, one at least is that of the excitement of hurry. Today, in a continent-wide parody of the threatening game of childhood, encouraged by his masters, egged on by his more intemperate playmates, the African child is standing up in his cradle and shouting aloud to the world: "Coming, ready...