Word: gold
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...State dinner, since the King would then represent himself. Mrs. Henrietta Nesbit, the White Housekeeper, noticed that Their Majesties ate a lot of strawberries in Canada, ordered a supply. Fields, the White House butler, decided to use the new F. D. R. china (white Lenox with cobalt & gold bands). He put polishers on the state service whose gold plating was begun under President Harrison, continued under McKinley, finished under Coolidge...
...Captain Austin Eugene Lathrop, a building contractor turned shipmaster, sailed to Alaska from Puget Sound in the small steam schooner L. J. Perry. He sailed right into the Klondike gold rush. Instead of turning to pick & pan, however, Cap Lathrop stuck to his bridge and toted prospectors and their pokes. Nowadays, in rich Central Alaska, stout, furrowed, 73-year-old Cap Lathrop is the head man. He owns a big salmon cannery, a bank, a coal mine, an airplane hangar, three cinemas, two newspapers, a general store, apartment houses, and is a member of the Board of Regents of University...
...general, the French Right favored appeasement. The British Cabinet, bent on handouts for the dictators, pressed Leftist Daladier to give way. He sealed tight the Spanish border, an action which also sealed the fate of the Spanish Loyalists. French finances groaned, the franc wavered, the country rapidly lost its gold. At Munich he gave way completely and brought France...
First favorite to win The Derby since 1935, Blue Peter rewarded his owner with $52,000, a gold cup and a Cheshire cheese, put a few shillings into the pockets of millions of British workmen and brought modest fortunes ($140,000 each) to the two U. S. citizens who held Sweeps tickets on Blue Peter...
...breakfast time she found the sun had painted a pale glow over the downs and the sea moved in a light that somehow was more like silver than gold. But those rolling downs! Nowhere call there by another green quite like their shade in late May. A pastel tint, they lay, deepening the bollows to a hunter emerald. So she made garden throughout the morning, busy with tulip and dahlia tubers, hollybook plants to draw the bees, and the bitter tansy. The grocery boy came by with news of a herring run down at the Gut. He sniffed. "Seems like...