Word: teau
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Russia, the Great Powers acted as if a State had been set up in Angers. They sent their diplomatic envoys, including U. S. Ambassador Anthony J. Drexel Biddle Jr., the Philadelphia socialite who was bombed out of Poland with such éclat. He promptly rented the Château de Plessis-Bourre, one of the handsomest in Angers. This 15th-Century pile is officially a historical monument in which there is no electric light, but Mr. and Mrs. Biddle seemed to enjoy groping among romantic shadows in a former residence of King Louis...
Upon a 36-foot, red-satin bed called "The Ardent Couch" an unclad Venus lies dreaming. Of her four uninhibited dreams, the first-an underwater vision called "Venus's Pre-natal Château Beneath the Water"-is the real crowd-catcher. A long glass tank is filled with such subaqueous décor as a fireplace, typewriters with funguslike rubber keys, rubber telephones, a man made of rubber ping-pong bats, a mummified cow, a supine rubber woman painted to resemble the keyboard of a piano. Whatever this may mean as art, the exhibitors did not dilly-Dali...
With its tanglewood of woozy detail, the Dream of Venus took months to assemble, twice postponed its opening. A typical headache was to find water for "Venus's Pre-natal Château" tank that was clear and nondistorting. Ordinary filtered city water finally filled the bill. Another headache was to find 17 girls able to do virtually a vaudeville act under water. Some, like puckish little Kelcey Carr (see cut}, were plucked out of Greenwich Village dives, some were recruited from strictly amateur ranks through friends of the management. All are comely and most...
That afternoon the Royal pair stole away for a stroll in the fields outside Ottawa, encountered a small boy who doffed his cap and ran away when the Queen introduced him to his King. That night they went to another State dinner, at Château Laurier...
First piece of luck for the correspondents was the four-day wait for the delayed royalty in Quebec. During those days they practically lived in the cool, dark, comfortable Terrace Club of the Château Frontenac, improving their dispositions with the mild distillates of the Dominion. When the Royal ship docked at Wolfe's Cove, the New York Herald Tribune's Edward Angly, the Times's Raymond Daniell and John MacCormac, the A. P.'s Frank H. King and U. P.'s Webb Miller appeared on the dock in morning coats and striped trousers...