Word: maharaja
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...disappear. Last week, as the day approached, royal princes by the score journeyed into the palmed city of Mysore in custom-built Cadillacs, svelte Jaguars and private trains for a final royal fling. The occasion was the final Dashahara durbar of the fat (300 Ibs.), rich, able, music-loving Maharaja of Mysore, who has ruled his state as rajpramukh since the coming of the republic...
...powerful princes (along with allowances ranging upward to $1,000,000) as a sop to their pride. But even that comes to an end with the realignment of states. As a mere governor, poking along on his privy purse ($520,000) and an annual salary of $13,000, the maharaja would be able to throw no more parties like this. All through the elaborate, ten-day ceremony that marked the twilight of his greatness, farmers and shopkeepers by the thousand poured into the city from every corner of his old realm, standing in patient lines to glimpse his stables...
...Edward D. Stone, a co-designer of Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art and architect for Panama's superdeluxe, 300-room El Panama Hotel. When it is completed in early 1958, it will perch over a null lagoon and glitter in the hot Indian sun like a maharaja's expensive present...
...India the Maharaja of Jaipur was in his pink palace in his pink city, ready to greet American tourists, treat them to elephant rides and put them up in his guest house. In France's Dijon, knowing the U.S. tourists' unquenchable thirst for cold drinks, the Terminus Hotel has achieved a master stroke of plumbing: faucets in every room dispense chilled red or white wine. In Rome, bartenders will stir up a martini molto secco at the drop of a 500 lira note; half a dozen short order restaurants are pushing Southern fried chicken and barbecued spare ribs...
...bawled into a microphone in Hindi, "Shut up!" and the crowd obeyed. Said the Premier of Russia: "Long live friendship!" Said the Prime Minister of India: "We are getting to know each other." Then guests and host piled into a green 1938 Cadillac convertible, once the possession of a maharaja, and rode past the festive, sweets-sucking multitude...