Word: queenly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Prime Minister of Rhodesia stood tall and thin in the cavernous banquet hall of the Meikles Hotel. Before him sat the leaders of Salisbury society, formally attired. They had raised glasses in a toast to their Queen, but nodded approvingly when he warned that they might soon be leaving her realm. Now they listened silently as Ian Smith, in the flat, nasal accent of the settler, read from the eve-of battle speech of Henry V: "That he which hath no stomach to this fight, let him depart. He today that sheds his blood with me, shall be my brother...
Another throng of the Queen's subjects poured onto the tarmac of Salisbury Airport last week, but there were no leaders of society among them. For they were black, and had straggled in from the African townships of Harare and Highfield outside the city. They crowded onto balconies, perched in jacaranda trees, and clung to flagpoles around the airport building. More than 6,000 of them were squeezed in alight mass, hemmed in on one side by a 12-ft. wire fence, on the other by a cordon of police and their dogs. When the R.A.F. Comet whistled...
...class school. "If the desire is for the prince to meet Australians, it is desirable for him to meet ordinary run-of-the-mill Australians," sniffed Douglas Broadfoot, an official of the New South Wales Teachers Federation. "Leaders of the government have been seriously remiss in not advising the Queen more accurately. Prince Charles might just as well stay in England and attend Eton as come to Australia and go to Geelong Grammar...
...minds of U.S. theatergoers, both Katharine Cornell and Lynn Fontanne may have an equal claim to the title of Queen Emeritus of the American stage. But among the general public, there is no question that it is Helen Hayes who holds the title, for Helen Hayes storms more barns, writes more magazine articles and, more important, has shared both her joys and her sorrows with a wider audience. Now she has published a volume of reminiscences and reflections. She includes tributes to Shakespeare and her bibulous, ebullient husband, Playwright Charles MacArthur; paeans to the pleasures of walking, gardening, solitude, work...
Although Author Heckstall-Smith halfheartedly twists a few facts, there is never any doubt about who his consort is meant to be. After all, how many royal consorts are there who are handsome and charming, notoriously impatient with stuffy protocol, and married to serious-minded queens who love horses and receive government documents in red dispatch boxes? If there was any doubt, the publishers archly turned out the book with two jackets, the outer showing the consort with his queen in full British-style ceremonial robes, the inner replacing the queen with a lush brown maiden...