Word: scotlanders
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Buckingham Palace to talk to the heavy-eyed old man. First it was MacDonald and his Foreign Secretary Sir John Simon; then Baldwin. Anthony Eden, Lord Privy Seal, also called. Later Scot MacDonald called again, then significantly turned his back on an emergency Cabinet meeting, went off to Scotland, leaving Baldwin to announce Britain's bellicose new air program (see col. 1). Finally Ramsay MacDonald was back again at the palace gates and everybody knew that something...
...royal family is H. R. H. the Duke of Kent, known in the giddier portions of Mayfair as "P. G." (Prince George). In solemn mood Pianist "P. G." went to Edinburgh last week to represent his father as Lord High Commissioner to the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland. Completely surrounded by Presbyterians, he sat soberly on the speakers' platform while the Clerk of the Assembly, the elderly Rev. James Taylor Cox, rose to read King George's message, a letter that had arrived by King's Messenger with a number of others from Buckingham Palace...
Presbyters almost fell out of their seats. Were they going to hear a private letter from King George to Prince George, pulled from the Buckingham pouch by mistake? As editor of Practice & Procedure in the Church of Scotland, Dr. Cox knew what to do. He mumbled...
Startled at first, then highly amused, Lord High Commissioner "P. G." made no reference to the incident, confined his remarks to recalling the happy coincidence that the Archbishop of Canterbury, Primate of All England, and the Moderator of the Church of Scotland, Dr. Marshall Buchanan Lang, are brothers...
London police this week found a well dressed, be-monocled Englishman sleeping in an ash can, having started to sit up all night to get a view of King George's Silver Jubilee and imperceptibly slumped in, dozed off. Scotland Yard decided that to control the vast crowds which filled London's sidewalks and streets all night was both impossible and unnecessary. On the vast marble base of the Victoria Monument directly in front of Buckingham Palace a working class family camped elaborately, the husband shaving himself with brush dips into the fountain, then lighting an alcohol stove...