Word: queens
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Every now and then, when buxom Queen Marie of Jugoslavia has a son, Great Britain's Duke of York packs his bags and travels to Belgrade to act as Godfather and represent the British Royal Family at the christening. He went when Crown Prince Peter was christened, he went again when Prince Tomislav was christened (TIME, Jan. 30, 1928). But last week when Queen Marie's third son was about to be christened at Castle Bled, the Duke of York, though invited, stayed at home, delegated his second cousin, onetime Queen Elizabeth of Greece, to be chief sponsor...
Obediently, Elizabeth sped to Bled. In the presence of her mother, Dowager Queen Marie of Rumania, her sister Queen Marie of Jugoslavia, Prime Minister Zhivkovitch of Jugoslavia and members of the Royal Family, she took a lighted candle in one hand, the royal babe in the other, and walked around the sacramental table in the castle chapel while Patriarch Dimitrea of the Jugoslav Orthodox Church named the little prince Andreja (Andrew...
...name was a bitter surprise to the Slovene part of Jugoslavia. It had been promised that Queen Marie's third son would bear a Slovene name (TIME, Aug. 19). Andrew, even when spelled Andreja, is not Slovene but Greek. St. Andrew is the Patron Saint of the Karageorgevitch family, ruling house of Jugoslavia...
...first "Made in Rumania" locomotive ran for the first time three years ago, with Queen Marie at the throttle (TIME, July 19, 1926). Since then this infant industry has progressed, though slowly. Last year Rumania made 20 locomotives...
Near Elsinore, Denmark, stands austere, venerable Kronberg Castle. It was here that mournful Danish Prince Hamlet lived his strange interlude of sorrow, yearned for the sad Ophelia. It was here they imprisoned Caroline Matilda, idiot King Christian VII's "Queen of Tears." As Elsinore grows, imports new customs, machinery, the castle remains apart. About its solid gothic structure there is an air of infinite age and sorrow...