Word: lording
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...pink and white viceregal palace in New Delhi. Inside, he was whisked to the second floor by an elevator, and ushered across an acre of anteroom to a small council chamber furnished simply, except for one gold brocade settee. There, hour after hour, the one-eyed, stocky Viceroy, Lord Wavell, aged, infirm Lord Pethick-Lawrence, jolly A. V. Alexander and smiling, schoolmasterish Sir Stafford Cripps heard their visitors out. They were listening avidly for the answer to one question: would India's passionately disunited factions unite to receive and use their freedom...
Empty Glory. Lord Alexander would be a "Governor" of Canada in name only. The job had glory but no authority. Socially, he would link Canada to the Mother Country, but politically he would be a nonentity. He would have to present himself, smiling, at all sorts of functions. He would entertain and be entertained. He would have to show interest in every form of public activity, from a cornerstone-laying to a charity bazaar. He would open sessions of Parliament, and sign bills. He would have ample time for sightseeing around the country, and would live in grand style...
London's balletomanes were bursting with pride over a local girl who had made good. Lord Beaverbrook's Daily Express boasted that the 26-year-old prima ballerina of the Sadler's Wells Ballet was "greater than Pavlova." Slim-limbed Margot Fonteyn was the hottest thing in English ballet since London-born Alice Marks became the great Alicia Markova...
...Manitoba Hard." Manitobans pricked up their ears. Ever since Lord Selkirk and his band of British crofters had sailed across Hudson Bay in 1814 and then portaged to the rich Red River Valley, agriculture has been king in Manitoba. The valley's rich, black velvety soil had been the magnet which drew colonists. They hugged the area close to the U.S. border, grew Canada's best grade wheat (No. 1 Manitoba Northern Hard) and other grains in enormous quantities...
...progressive man held palaver. The U.S. Navy's softspoken, sensitive Commodore Ben Wyatt might well have wondered why progress had to sacrifice this lovely coral atoll, instead of an empty wasteland, a dismal slum or a plaguesome Buchenwald. Bikini's tall, tawny Paramount Chief Juda, manor lord of 160 Christian islanders, took comfort in the will of Heaven...