Word: grave
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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King George VI said, "In this grave hour, perhaps the most fateful in our history, I send to every household of my peoples, both at home and overseas, this message, spoken with the same depths of feeling for each one of you as if I were able to cross your thresholds and speak to you myself...
...what they had to say. Soon the tumult of war would be too loud to let the world hear their voices. The headlines of papers blurred and ran together-Hitler said. . . . Daladier said. . . . Chamberlain told the House of Commons. . . . Mackenzie King announced-then changed overnight. The great names and grave words disappeared. The bombing of ships and cities, clashes on the Western Front, maneuvers on the plains of Poland, overflowed in the news...
...Hitler fulfilled his destiny, as lonely as King Lear on the windswept heath, raced off through Europe's darkest night talking of victory or death (see p. 28). Laconic Edouard Daladier talked like a soldier of war and of the way to fight it. High-minded Chamberlain and grave Halifax, two Shakespearean characters in a tragic drama, spoke of right, of justice, of the moral problems of the conflict (see p. 27). Benito Mussolini, as befitted a student of Machiavelli, said little and made that little mean much or nothing (see p. 21). Harsh Molotov in Moscow jeered...
...suddenly jerked home, replaced with a diplomatic greenhorn who had been Premier Molotov's assistant in the Commissariat of Foreign Affairs in Moscow. But in the Balkans there was a tremor of fright like those involuntary shudders people are supposed to make when somebody walks over their future grave. The reason: the ordinary embassy military attachés accompanying the new Ambassador were loudly trumpeted as a "military commission." The fright: more evidence that Joseph Stalin was getting set to work with Germany if Poland was easily overrun. >Nobody paid much attention when Rumania rejoiced at Italy...
...Empire") looking on,* a new generation of Davis Cuppers from Down Under challenged a new generation of U. S. Davis Cuppers in a war-clouded spectacle that promised to be as dramatic as the one 25 years ago. In the stands at the Merion Cricket Club at Haverford, Pa., grave-faced tennis fans gathered for the opening matches of the threeday, best-of-five series, wondered if this was to be the last Davis Cup contest they would ever see. German troops were already slogging through Poland, another World War was only a few hours away...