Word: gold
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Forest, about 40 miles south of London. In the car were two paperbound books: Winston Churchill's Step by Step, Dr. Ivan Lajos' Nazis Can't Win. Beaming like newlyweds, they received newspapermen. The Duchess was bright ("looked even better than when she left") in a gold dress, a gold and black checked coat, the Duke proper ("looked several years younger") in gray double-breasted flannels and a maroon-and-white...
South Africa's Boers, however, are passionately anxious to maintain control over South West Africa. They would rather see the world's richest gold and diamond mines, the Rand and Kimberley, exploited by Britain than raped by Germany. The Boer leader who gets on best with Britain is white-bearded old Jan Christiaan Smuts, soldier of the Boer and World Wars, national hero and ex-Prime Minister...
...from the four emissaries. They drove aimlessly about the Italian countryside "on a sightseeing trip," wondering what to do with a 6 ft. by 24 ft. tapestry called Ocean Is Turbulent, which it had taken 4,060 Japanese craftsmen three years to make out of 2,450 bunches of gold thread and 85 shades of pure silk thread, and which the emissaries had expected to give Herr Hitler for his living room wall...
...snatched from Madrid's gun-gutted Prado and many another lesser museum, vandalized churches and bombed palaces, had reached safety in Switzerland. In the cars were 1,842 big packing cases, containing 266 masterpieces by El Greco, Goya, Velasquez, Titian, Rubens, scores of other paintings, priceless collections of gold and silver work, porcelain, tapestries, sculpture, manuscripts. For nearly two and a half years they had lain in crates, ponderously tagging after the defeated Government as it fled from Madrid to Valencia to Barcelona. Armored trucks finally took Spain's art along the refugee road to France, where...
...Clive defended his greed: "Mr. Chairman, at this moment I stand astonished at my own moderation! . . . an opulent city lay at my mercy; its richest bankers bid against each other for my smiles : I walked through vaults which were thrown open to me alone, piled on either hand with gold and jewels!" Charges of corruption against him were dismissed, but on Nov. 22, 1774, worn out by struggle, ill will and ill health. Clive cut his throat...