Word: queene
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...spite of these minor discomforts, and in spite of an earlier bit of snootiness on the part of Lady Lindsay, wife of the British Ambassador to the U. S. (see p. 15),* the King and Queen got a good press last week in the U. S. as well as Canada. Some of the credit went to fat, genial Walter S. Thompson, chief publicity agent of the Canadian National Railway System and pressherd of the Royal Tour. Some went to the press itself, which was notably well behaved. Most of it went to the King and Queen, who cor rected...
...York Herald Tribune's Edward Angly, the Times's Raymond Daniell and John MacCormac, the A. P.'s Frank H. King and U. P.'s Webb Miller appeared on the dock in morning coats and striped trousers. By the time the King and Queen reached Ottawa, even the photographers were wearing cutaways and high hats...
Once the visitors were ashore, the correspondents rushed around ferreting out interesting facts about their private arrangements. Plump, ebullient Dixie Tighe of the Philadelphia Record, and New York Post plunged even deeper into the Royal private life, cabled her papers that at Quebec's Citadel the King and Queen slept in narrow beds in separate rooms, with a low door between. The door had a knocker on each side. Though the King and Queen had running water in their private bathrooms, members of their entourage had to use old-fashioned wash basins. "The wash bowl sets," added thoroughgoing Miss...
Although only 56 correspondents are covering the entire tour, there were hundreds on hand to greet the King and Queen in Quebec, other hundreds spotted all the way across Canada and back to Halifax. The Toronto Star alone assigned 73 reporters to the story...
...correspondent, however, matched the eloquence of the Toronto Globe and Mail's, Royd Beamish, who wrote of the Royal Banquet at Quebec: " 'Neath the turreted roof of a Norman castle, where once the Canada of long ago had its seat of Government, the King and Queen had dined [from the breasts of 2,000 snowbirds]. . . . The wine glasses were filled and Lieutenant-Governor Patenaude stood to propose the age-old toast, heard nightly across one-fourth the globe: 'Gentlemen, the King.' . . . From some far corner of that spacious ballroom a strong male voice sounded, rich...