Word: queenly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...next morning, the slapper proved to be a paid agent of a group of nostalgics who call themselves The League of Empire Loyalists. He was fined a quid ($2.80) for his violence, but the sentiment that prompted it-disgust at a young peer who had dared to call his Queen a prig in print (TIME, Aug. 12) -was echoed even in the words of the sentencing magistrate, who declared that "95% of the population of this country are disgusted and offended by what was written, but your action only made a most unsavory episode more squalid...
...simple Louis chafed under the restrictions of the formidable Versailles etiquette. And the lively Queen was bored to death by ceremonials so hopelessly elaborate that it was impossible for her to drink a glass of cold water: the royal glass was obliged to pass through so many hands that it was always tepid when it reached her lips...
Playing at Marriage. With fresh insights drawn from heretofore unexamined documents and a scholarly reappraisal of well-known records, Author Castelot has more than justified still another biography of the hapless Queen. His book gives nothing in scholarship to Stefan Zweig's Marie Antoinette, the staple for U.S. readers for the last 24 years, and (due in part to an excellent translation by Denise Folliot) excels it in readability...
...Kind, Too Royal. The hungry population grew to detest the lively, impudent, extravagant Queen. The birth of a royal heir, though long awaited,† did nothing to feed men's bellies, and the advancement of the Queen's favorites only worsened a government already too feeble to tackle the nation's economic problems. The clumsy Louis became increasingly ineffectual, too kind to be tough, too royal to be radical, and the weaker he grew the more boldly the Queen assumed his powers. When the Revolution began, many moderates took the side of the King and Queen...
...guillotine in a garbage cart. Minutes later the tumbrel, dripping with blood, carried the body to an unmarked plot of grass, where it was dumped onto the ground, and the severed head of Marie Antoinette placed between the legs. Author Castelot does not deny or defend his Queen's audacity and insolence, nor does he try to cover her multitude of sins. But by the end of his book, it is not the echoes of Marie Antoinette's duplicity and follies that ring in the reader's mind. It is the gruesome howls of human beings panting...