Word: sir
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...summer afternoon in 1885 the great Pre-Raphaelite painter, Sir John Everett Millais, saw his curly-headed little grandson, Willie James, blowing soap bubbles in a velvet suit, induced him to pose for his portrait in return for a series of fairy stories. Before the portrait was finished, methodical Painter Millais found it necessary to have an iridescent glass sphere especially blown so that he could copy the tints of a soap bubble. The canvas created a mild artistic scandal when it was sold to Lever Bros. Ltd. for Pear's soap advertising. As such it soon became Sir...
Army: Major General John Greer Dill, Director of Military Operations & Intelligence; Major General Walter King Venning, Director of Movements & Quartering; Colonel Sir Ronald Forbes Adam, Office of Military Operations...
...most obvious fact was that none of the officers at the conference was of a rank high enough to decide anything important. Chief of the British Naval Staff is Admiral Sir Alfred Ernie Montacute Chatfield. He stayed at home last week. Britain's Army had last week a new Chief of the Imperial General Staff in handsome, close-mouthed General Sir Cyril John Deverell, who lately succeeded Field Marshal Sir Archibald Armar Montgomery-Massingberd. So far as the public knew, General Deverell took no part in the conference. Neither did Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Emile Van Den Berghe...
...Bourbon-Parma, niece of deposed Empress Zita of Austria. Crowds gawked at the door of the church, admired the bride's silver lamé gown, the brilliant uniforms of the guests. Almost unnoticed in another part of Vienna was another wedding guest, Britain's onetime Foreign Secretary Sir Austen Chamberlain. The presence of this British elder statesman with his monocle screwed into his emaciated aristocratic face suggested bigger news than all the empty pageantry of defunct royalty...
...outraged being within. Ten seconds later the front door flew open and out thundered Roger Bigelow Merriman, Gurney Professor of History and exalted Master of Eliot House, brandishing his cane like the bloody brand of Rollo. The little lad turned pale and fled for the river, but Sir Roger, undaunted, steamed after him in hot pursuit, and, reaching out with the crook of his cane, hooked him by the belt of his trousers on the steps of Weeks Memorial Bridge. Then, muttering something about the uselessness of the Cambridge Police, Master Merriman took the law into his own hands...