Word: baron
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Half a century had passed since the white men first sounded the warning. "This Pidgin nonsense," cried the globetrotting Baron von Hesse-Wartegg,-should be replaced "by a sensible German language." But in spite of the baron-and all the efforts of imperial German officials -the natives of the New Guinea protectorate went right on speaking Pidgin, the language built up from years of dealing with white traders. By World War II, G.I.s were being taught to say: "Cut-im grass belong head belong me" ("I want a haircut"), and the 23rd Psalm was still going native in a wide...
...friends nickname him "Bobbety" with cause. His full name is Robert Arthur James Gascoyne-Cecil (pronounced Sessil), and he is fifth Marquess of Salisbury, eleventh Baron Cecil of Essendon. By birth and marriage, Lord Salisbury, 59, is a blueblood of bluebloods, related to half the noble families in the British Isles. It is said that "a Cecil never smiles except when another Cecil enters the room...
William Cecil, first Baron Burghley, served Elizabeth I as chief adviser and Lord High Treasurer. It was he who sent Mary, Queen of Scots, to the block. His son, Robert, brought the Stuart dynasty to England in 1603, lived to hear King James I dub him his "little beagle...
After nine months, the baron's loans to the colonel had swelled to 120 million francs ($340,000), and he began wondering when he would be paid back by the government. He spoke to his lawyer and his lawyer spoke to French intelligence. They knew of no Colonel Berthier nor the colonel's other associates, except for Alberto. He had, indeed, been a police inspector-but three years before he had been fired for embezzlement. By this time, the baron was hardly surprised to learn that his uranium was sand and his heavy water came straight from...
Last week ex-Inspector Alberto and two Corsicans who portrayed the roles of "Colonel Berthier" and "The Chief" of intelligence were convicted in a Paris court of bamboozling the baron. The judge, however, was impressed. "I congratulate you on your imagination," he told Ringleader Alberto. ". . . How were you able to tell the baron such stupendous tales without ever laughing?" Even Alberto found it a little hard to explain. "He just believed everything," said he. "Even had an asbestos vest made to protect himself from the radiations." The defendants grinned sheepishly and the judge was hardly able to hide a smile...