Word: counts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...taken away! It was a slur upon London as an Art capital, a slur upon England herself, for was not a nation's Art its chief strength and treasure? A steam of tears rose from a dozen editorial pages. With the lamentable psychology of one who does not count his chickens until they have been run over, the press pointed out that Leverhulme's collection included two paintings by Rembrandt, several by Frans Hals, Gainsborough's portrait of Squire Nuttall, Reynolds' "Countess of Thanet" and "Venus," Sir Martin Shee's "Boys of the Annesley Family...
...Assembly of the League of Nations, in session for the sixth time at Geneva (TIME, Sept. 21), turned and gave ear to Count Quinones de Leon of Spain...
...Spanish Resolution was introduced (with the approval of France and the consent of England) praising the efforts of League members to make "regional security treaties," such as the proposed Rhine Pact. Count Quinones' words and resolution were innocuously bland. Specifically he proposed that when regional security pacts had been drawn up by the interested parties the League "should examine them, in order to report to the Seventh [next] Assembly on the progress of security." In essence the intention of the Count was to lay a flower on the grave of the Protocol, (TIME, Sept. 21) which was once...
...moment the resolution seemed upon the point of passing; the vexed question of "disarmament" was to be shelved again. Then up rose Count Apponyi, that lean Hungarian statesman, a grand seigneur of legend, whose pointed white beard, flaring Roman nostrils, and face of parchment, give him, when he is solemn, the air of an exiled patriarch, and, when he laughs, that of a goat. He swept the conclave with proud and sombre eyes. Twisting a little paper in his hand he began to speak...
...assembly gasped. Dean of mid-European statesmen that he is, the aged Count Apponyi fired home an address in support of his measure that was calculated to leave not a mind unpersuaded. The assembly rose to its feet and cheered. Then it suddenly sat down and realized it had made a faux pas. Throughout the rest of the week the mills of Britannia slowly ground Count Apponyi's resolution to nothingness. The hour for "putting teeth into the League...