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...farmer near Kensington, Minn. dug up a 202-lb. engraved chunk of rock now known as the Kensington Stone. It may be seen to this day in an office window on Broadway Avenue, Alexandria, Minn. The farmer found it, so the story goes, embraced by the roots of an aspen tree. Bewildered by its cryptic angular markings, he carted it to Kensington and showed it off. A young Norwegian-born University of Wisconsin graduate named Hjalmar Holand heard of the stone, came to look it over. Then & there began the one-man crusade of which America...
...estate in Derbyshire, would give Osbert earnest paternal lectures: "Unless you learn to play ping-pong properly, you can never hope to be a Leader of Men." Sacheverell was ruled by governesses and tutors to within an inch of his life. At four he was examining the architecture of Kensington Palace; at ten he was writing letters about Umbrian vases, Turkish armor, Stone Age remains...
...Americans and French will put up at swank Claridge's, the Russians in their own Embassy in Kensington Palace Gardens ("Millionaires' Row"). Last week one hotel requested more Scotch "for the Americans." Ruled the Foreign Office: "They'll get enough at the various receptions...
London. Overnight he turns its trim interior into a welter of littered papers, damp towels, cast-off clothes, bottles, of hair tonic, a copy of Mein Kampf - chaos as complete as if the Balkans had been dumped in the heart of respectable Kensington. Daily, through this mush, Director Bergmann stamps the floor like a bathrobed Hercules faced with an absurd but unavoidable Labor. He roars genially at nervous Colleague Isherwood: "I am sure we shall be very happy together...
With the tense haste of a man who knew it was now or never, Stanislaw Mikolajczyk summoned his Cabinet. In a paneled drawing room at No. 18 Kensington Palace Gardens, under a staring portrait of late great Premier Wladislaw Sikorski, apostle of Russo-Polishrapprochement, the ministers listened to the news. President Wladislaw Raczkiewicz, a diehard Russophobe, rose theatrically, said coldly: "I wash my hands of this." Then he stalked out. But his colleagues stayed on for hours of bitter but subdued talk...