Word: lording
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Hermann Göring was first. Slimmed down, limply clad in a grey suit that once fitted him snugly, he strode into the courtroom at Nürnberg, flanked by two white-helmeted military policemen. He stood erect under the glaring lights, fixed headphones to his ears. British Presiding Lord Justice Sir Geoffrey Lawrence looked sternly down on the No. 2 Nazi and pronounced sentence: death by hanging...
...Lord Beaverbrook, in the U.S. on another visit, paid his respects to New York's Mayor William O'Dwyer before heading for a month's rest in New Brunswick. Publisher Beaverbrook also paid familiar respects to newsmen who tried to interview him. His utterances: 1) "It was a personal visit to see the Mayor and talk about his beloved Ireland"; 2) "Goodbye...
...Lord Inverchapel, still aglow with the memory of his arrival as Ambassador last May, gave Manhattan banqueters an echo of his surprise at U.S. diplomatic conventions. "I presented a letter of credence to the President," said he, "and of course I had to have the speech that goes with it. It was full of clichés and would have been a terrible thing to read, but then I discovered that I didn't have to read it. All we did was shake hands. I presented my letter and the speech and then I found I didn...
Pain & Joy. In Brooklyn, it was an agonizing week. On the steps of Borough Hall, the Rev. Benney S. C. Benson knelt and intoned: "Oh Lord, their chances don't look so good right now, but everyone is praying for the Bums to win. We ask you not to give . . . St. Louis any better break than you give us. . . ." That afternoon Leo ("The Lip") Durocher used eight Dodger pitchers-a league record-in an unsuccessful attempt to beat the Phillies. Next day, star Outfielder Pete Reiser broke a leg sliding into base, while 32,000 Flatbush faithfuls groaned...
...Lord Beaverbrook's mammoth Daily Express, the trial of handsome, lady-killing Neville Heath rambled through six extravagant columns. Lord Rothermere's Daily Mail had elbow room, too; its portrait of the gallows-bound Heath was in the best Fleet Street tradition (he looked and posed as a gentleman, but after all, his handkerchief stuck just a little too far out of his pocket, and his R.A.F. necktie was always "a trifle too aggressively knotted...