Word: protocols
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...pink-cheeked Julio Tobar Donoso, each to his own taste, drank up. Still rumpled and tired, the six men filed out to a bronze-studded table in the Itamaraty Palace's Saláo de Baile and before glaring camera lights and sleepy-eyed newsmen signed a protocol which settled-after 113 years of intermittent border warfare-the last major inter-American boundary dispute...
...plenipotentiaries have had trouble with sartorial protocol since the days of Benjamin Franklin. When Minister Franklin appeared before the King of France in plain brown velvet knee breeches he was called uncouth. When Ambassador Charles Gates Dawes refused to expose his shanks to the Court of St. James's in knee breeches he stirred comment. When Ambassador Joseph Patrick Kennedy showed up at the same court in a tail coat, someone said he looked like "one of the less important waiters...
...brocaded dress of Mrs. George Eric Mexia O'Donnell, wife of the British Naval Attaché, gaffed the brocaded gown of Frau Franz von Papen, wife of the German Ambassador. Held tight, in the boomps-a-daisy position, the ladies waited in stony silence until a Turkish protocol officer uncoupled them...
...fainter one. The British Embassy carefully pointed out that the Embassy dinner for the Windsors would be "medium-sized and private." The White House took this cue: the Duke and Duchess were invited only to a lunch with the President-almost the minimum courtesy permissible by diplomatic protocol. When the death of the President's brother-in-law, G. Hall Roosevelt (see p. 17), made it necessary to cancel even this courtesy, a Presidential handshake was substituted. Their only formal Washington appearances were at receptions by the press clubs...
...while all this made Chiang Kai-shek beamish with joy, Dan Arnstein's mission was scarcely a flawless triumph. Knowing little, caring nothing about protocol and the sanctity of face in the Orient, at Chungking receptions the hardhitting ex-cabby and his blunt, breezy manner had Occidental diplomats squirming in suspense. Once, when a secretary from the U.S. Embassy inquired fretfully why he had not called on Ambassador Clarence Gauss, only the Chinese guests seemed to enjoy his typical retort: "Why should I?" snapped Arnstein. "I don't know...