Word: graved
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Curtea de Arges, the Dowager Queen Marie broke down completely, and sobbed aloud, swooned. She recovered at last, sufficiently to lay upon the grave a wreath of lilies, which she had picked herself, and a large pillow of white roses sent from Paris by Prince Carol. Near her there stood during the ceremony her son-in-law, King Alexander of Jugoslavia, her brother-in-law, Prince Hohenzollern-Sigmarigen, and the deposed King George II of Greece. Airplanes dropped flowers, and the earth trembled slightly at a long farewell salute of 101 guns...
Emma Downes the mother, the "good woman," passing at last from her tribulations, marries a Congressman and goes to her grave trailing ironic clouds of Y.M.C.A. glory. The book is named for her and dedicated? to all of her ilk in U. S., "which has more than its share of them.'' It is she that is most to blame for the book's failure. Mr. Bromfield has undoubtedly met the type but he has never, apparently, been sufficiently interested in an Emma Downes to draw of her more than an obvious, uninspired caricature...
...enemy. Coast dwellers frown when the grey banks drift in and smother the buoys. At sea the slowed ships feel their way; the sirens mourn incessantly. Voices are lowered in a fog, which muffles them yet lower as though it shrouded something grave about to happen. Fog, several hours of it, gets on men's nerves. Two thousand miles of groping through fog might drive two men in an airplane-a land airplane over an ocean-close to distraction. So thought radio operators listening last week to the day-and- nightlong flashes of Ernest L. Smith, civilian pilot...
Next day 500,000 persons watched as the coffin was drawn upon a gun carriage to the grave. At the cemetery President Cosgrave was so overcome by emotion and the excessive heat that he collapsed upon the ground. Strong arms raised him up. The service was majestically completed...
...could not but listen; for this frail old lady is the widow of Alphonse Daudet. Who does not know his works? Who has not read at least one of his Letters from My Mill? It was as though the great, the universally-beloved Alphonse Daudet, had risen from the grave to defend his son in the person of his widow whose very existence had been forgotten. She wrote to Premier Poincaré: "Not long ago I was re-reading your letter which, in terms full of emotion and affection, you addressed to me after the death of my husband...