Word: chamberlaine
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...English. Premier Mussolini rushed forward and pump-handled his guest vigorously, then accompanied him to the palatial Villa Madama. Italian Foreign Minister Count Ciano warmly greeted Lord Halifax. There was nothing of the lavish display put on in Rome for Adolf Hitler's visits. Total cost of Mr. Chamberlain's three-day entertainment was only $5,000. But the Italian people, many of whom believe that it was the British statesman and not II Duce who kept them out of a war in September, gave Mr. Chamberlain a warm welcome. Vivas were chalked on doorsteps and wherever...
...France. (An Italianate Spain would probably put France in a bargaining mood.) He was willing to discuss the plight of the Jews with other powers, but to send none to Ethiopia. He amiably reaffirmed the Anglo-Italian friendship pledge of 1938. Net: zero. To underscore the zero Mr. Chamberlain also called on the Pope...
Italians were obviously dissatisfied with the results of the fruitless conference. The official spokesman had nothing to say the day after the talks ended. Observers scoffed at Mr. Chamberlain for coming to Rome to learn no more than what the British Ambassador to Rome could have, and probably had, told him. Mr. Chamberlain remained optimistic to the last and when he said farewell to II Duce, he was wearing his best public smile. "Not good-by," he remarked to his host, "but au revoir." "Au revoir," smiled II Duce, "and soon." Back in London, Mr. Chamberlain received a reception...
...England last month the Merseyside Left Theatre Club produced Clifford Odets' Waiting for Lefty. From the play the Lord Chamberlain (official censor) had struck out-as profane-the line: "They'll tear Christ from his bleeding cross." When the Merseysiders used the line anyhow, an uproar followed. The manager banged down the curtain. Ten of the club's actors and officials were ordered arrested...
Like many another pilot's wife, Mrs. "Cash" Chamberlain has listened for years at 3,105 kilocycles on the short-wave radio for her husband's cheery voice while he, a 1,000,000-mile veteran, was on his Northwest Airlines runs. One night last week, after she had heard his buoyant "okay" as he left the plateau airport at Miles City, Mont., his voice suddenly came in again, strained, desperate: "Dispatcher! Dispatcher!" Later that night she learned that he, his crack copilot, Raymond B. Norby, and their two passengers were dead. Just out of Miles City...