Word: darke
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...more gladsome time than his suave and swarthy excellency, Mahmoud Samy Pasha, Egyptian Minister to the U. S., who, with Mme. Samy, had been warmly persuaded to attend. His Excellency enjoyed himself, at least, until Mrs. Francis M. Reynolds, a member of the ceremonial committee, spying the portly dark-complected Samy Pasha in his place of honor on a school-house porch, requested him to depart. She did not "want him around," said Mrs. Reynolds. Insulted, Samy Pasha and his party returned to their hotel. Not until Governor Byrd apologized in person for Mrs. Reynolds' stupid race-blindness...
Reception. To welcome and impress the Afghan Potentate, when his train chuffed into Moscow last week, there stepped forward a scrubby-bearded one-time peasant, clad in a plain dark overcoat topped by a soft felt hat. This was Mikhail Ivanovich Kalinin, beloved President of the Soviet Union.* The effect of his sombre simple garb upon King Amanullah, who for four months has been feted by Presidents in sleek tail coats and Monarchs attired as field marshals, must indeed have been impressive. Darting a quick glance about the station, His Majesty saw not a single silk hat or full dress...
...Tsarina Alexandra & Tsar Nicholas the Last came under the influence of the notorious "Black Monk" Rasputin because he could control-it is said by hypnotism-the haemophilia of the Tsarevitch Alexis. Not until the assassination of Rasputin and the execution of the Romanovs did History have done with that dark incident. Today Queen Victoria Eugénie of Spain is said to repose a strong intuitive faith in a certain obscure Catalonian doctor whom she hopes may be able to cure the haemophilia of her first born, Don Alfonso, 21, Prince of the Asturias, and heir to Alfonso XIII...
...legs, who became a lunatic, who committed suicide by jumping in the Tweed river, who left a note asking the Academy to show the last half dozen canvases he had covered (TIME, April 30). Reluctant, the Hanging Committee obeyed. The pictures were silly and terrible; their names had a dark and foolish clamor-My Pain Sheltering Beneath Your Hand, Here Am I. Passing them at last, to look at Sir William Orpen's bitterly melodramatic The Black Cap, or the clever work of 14-year-old Joan Manning Saunders, the smart happy people imitated Premier Baldwin's solemn...
...traditional dark coats and white flannel trousers will be the official dress of the evening...