Word: cambon
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...narrow old Rue Cambon, in front of the Chanel perfume shop, a double queue stretched half a block long. Forty fighting men, some with the mud of Germany still on their boots, pushed into a jewelry shop in the Rue Saint Honore. A perfume shop in the Rue de la Paix was closed at noon; two days' rations had been cleaned...
...women coming to liberated Paris from buzz-bombed London, Paris fashions, 1944, were a revelation. Wrote TIME'S Correspondent Mary Welsh: "You would never believe it possible for a woman to achieve elegance on a bicycle unless you could see Parisiennes cycling in the rue Cambon, avenue Matignon, or among the hordes of cyclists constantly passing in the Place de la Concorde. But Paris women manage to look perfectly wonderful while pedaling, balancing hats at least a foot high and mostly bucket-shaped, with skirts billowing backwards enticingly but not boldly...
Back in Paris, she specialized in Egyptology, learned ancient Egyptian, and, "irritated at the thought that many . . . treasures in my field were withheld from the masses," presently wrote popularized lives of Tutankhamen, Nebuchadnezzar, Solomon. Then Ambassador Jules Cambon took Niece Tabouis to Berlin, where she "was struck by the complete absence of good taste...
Later Reporter Tabouis covered the making of the Locarno Pact, was as jubilant as Foreign Minister Briand for France's future. "Make way, guns, mitrailleuses, and cannons," cried Briand, "for understanding, arbitration and peace!" Realistic old Uncle Jules Cambon brought Niece Tabouis down to earth. "Can't you see," he said, "that in spite of all those fools at Geneva who are congratulating themselves on Locarno, nothing has been basically altered? Geneva cannot change human nature overnight...
...Oeuvre, Author Tabouis spent hours in the Chamber of Deputies. Uncle Cambon got her a card for the President's box. "All the lovely friends of the Ministers coaxed to be given cards to it." Several of the statesmen had a signal system to let their lady friends know when it was time to go. Minister Loucheur passed his hand over his bald head three times. Minister Daladier blew his nose furiously five or six times. Deputy Ybarnégaray, later Minister for Youth & Family in the Vichy Government, boldly waved a sheet of paper. "Oh, those gentlemen," said...