Word: scotlanders
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Would so poetical, peace-loving a gentleman ever order a "third degree?" The mere notion of such a thing profoundly shocked the Prime Minister's friends last week, but he did give certain orders. As a result ten Scotland Yard detectives entered at about midnight the London home of Citizen John T. Kirk. Frightened Mrs. Kirk saw her husband grilled by the ten, grew frantic while he stubbornly refused to tell something the Prime Minister wished to know, finally became hysterical and by her pleading broke down the resistance of Citizen Kirk, who then told...
...spot, and the Prime Minister had pledged both his own and his Cabinet's word to keep the secret. When it leaked out he saw red, jumped to the conclusion that he must have been betrayed by some disloyal civil servant, invoked the Official Secrets Act, ordered Scotland Yard to get the traitor...
...ferreted the secret. Routed out and third-degreed, Mr. Kirk at last uttered a name which flabbergasted his ten tormentors, the name of no petty civil servant but that of their superior, His Majesty's Secretary of State for Home Affairs, the Cabinet Minister in charge of Scotland Yard, the Right Honorable John Robert Clynes...
Born in golf-famed Carnoustie, Scotland, one of five golfing brothers (Willie, George, James, Macdonald), he came to the U. S. in 1897 and became, with Willie Anderson, Ben and Gilbert ("Gil") Nicholls, one of the game's U. S. quartet of Grand Old Men. Witty, violent, robust, strong-tongued, he was a great teacher. He loved to recall the time when a golf-bag was an object of ridicule. "Do I look like a sissy? Well, that's what they called...
Born in Perth, Scotland, he went to London 45 years ago, entered politics, graduated from the House of Commons to the House of Lords in 1919. Rich, he bred winning racehorses, dogs, poultry; brilliant, he was sought by socialites, banqueteers. Dewarisms: "The most recent method of testing whiskey in America is to drop a sledgehammer into it. If it sinks, it is poor. If it floats, it is good. If it dissolves, it is perfect...