Word: arming
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...playwright Gabriele d'Annunzio mounted to the prow of the desiccated Italian battleship Puglia, which the Fascist Government has had placed upon the lawn of his estate at Lake Garda, Italy. From that vantage point he exulted in the threats which Mussolini had loosed at Rome. Raising his right arm straight before him at an angle of 45 degrees (the Fascist salute), he gave the signal for a salute of 27 guns, which promptly boomed from the cannon of the Puglia... Then he telegraphed "congratulations from the prow of the Puglia" to Mussolini...
...fear of being charged with protecting official wrongdoing, most senators have heretofore voted for investigations when irregularity was hinted at. Such an attitude has given the members of the vast bureaucracy, which is the executive arm of the government, a healthy respect for efficiency. Under the Republican plan, proposed investigations must run the gamut of the Committees concerned before being referred to the Senate. Although Senators need not follow the committee recommendation, the temptation exists to use this report as an excuse for quashing an unpleasant inquiry...
Edward of Wales endured with a jaunty good humor last week the elaborate bandage which holds his bruised arm and side in such a way as to prevent strain upon his fractured collar bone (TIME, Feb. 8). Since the bandage would have made it awkward for him to attend the King in full court regalia (see "Parliament Opens") he slipped off to his hunting centre at Melton Mowbray and amused himself among the peasantry on his estates...
...gentleness, the sweet serenity of his [Burbank's] life and character. For his services to humanity, his great contribution to science, his great love of his fellows and above all his love of little children, we praise Thee." Dr. Gordon with gentle wit, to sympathetic laughter, put his arm about Mr. Burbank, saying: "We would be delighted to receive Luther Burbank into the fellowship of the church. No doubt he would increase in grace under my ministrations...
Thursday. Dreamed I was playing Lenglen. My arm was paralyzed. I couldn't lift my racquet, and her shots came as fast as bullets from a machine-gun. They fell all around me with monotonous little explosions, tum-tat-tat-tum. ... It was rain on the roof. . . . No tennis today, I thought, and went to sleep again till 11 o'clock. . . . Some minx started the rumor that Patou had given me $1,000 worth of clothes. When reporters asked him about it he said: "You know I never gave anything away in my life." A good friend...