Word: hotel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bunches of Lies. Criticism of this program sends Earl into spasms of profane counter-denunciation-particularly when it comes from Louisiana's anti-Long newspapers. Reporters who can catch him enjoying the luxury of his daily shave at the King Hotel barbershop can occasionally wheedle some news out of him. But he is adept at dodging, and when tracked down is apt to indulge in nothing more informative than a tirade on the evil inherent in the journalistic mind...
...sixth floor of the grey building at 53 Quai d'Orsay, overlooking the same stretch of the summery Seine as the nearby French Foreign Office. A 64-year-old World War I veteran, Louis-Christophe Gaillard was a vacation substitute for the regular concierge at the Hotel du Tabac (so called because it used to house the French state tobacco monopoly). He shuffled into the main conference room, where a council meeting of the Organization for European Economic Cooperation had just ended. Gaillard moved around the green-clothed table, carefully collecting cigarette butts from the overbrimming ashtrays...
...conference room at the Hotel du Tabac, old Gaillard completed his progress around the green table. Pointing at the treasure he had collected from the ashtrays, he shrugged. "It makes cigarettes," he said matter-of-factly. "Mind you, as cigarettes go, these leave a lot to be desired. But then, any cigarette is preferable to a bunch of megots [butts...
...birthday party he invited 1,156 Hyderabadis to dinner. Each one paid, according to the established custom, a door fee in gold and silver worth $50. The total take, $57,800, would pay his personal food bill for 395 years. Says his caterer, who was once maitre d'hotel at London's Grosvenor House: "The food he consumes in a day costs less than two bob [40?]." His presents are far from lavish. Last month his British adviser, Sir Walter Monckton, sent Richard Beaumont, a young secretary, to Hyderabad for some papers. As a gesture of gratitude...
...quiet Aix-en-Provence, France, Winston Churchill settled down for a few weeks in a hotel suite to finish Vol. II of his memoirs, between painting junkets...