Word: tricorne
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...ladies had not been allowed to choose their own. Instead Sir George Bellew, Garter King of Arms, had chosen one of four designs shown him by the firm of Ede & Ravenscroft, Ltd., robemakers for the Kings of England since the coronation of James II in 1685. His selection: a tricorn lightweight black velour, ornamented on one side with a rosette of gold lace held in place with a small gold sequin button. Worn slightly tilted, it might have had a little style, but Sir George decreed that the hat must be worn "dead straight...
Even the London Times, that everlasting defender of conventional suitability, complained that the tricorn, when worn as Sir George wanted it, presents "a formidable challenge to all but the most piquant of faces." Sir George could not understand what the uproar was about, pointed with pride to "the little gold blob," adding: "Very feminine, that...
...President Eisenhower were read, and Connecticut's Governor Abraham Ribicoff praised Hale's bravery and sacrifice. Local churchwomen, dressed in the costumes of the Revolution, handed out coffee and cake, and the 20-piece Fife and Drum Corps from Stony Creek, in sleeveless red jackets, black leggings, tricorn hats and fawn-colored breeches, played 18th-century music. One of the stories-doubtless apocryphal-circulating about the Hale homestead concerned a Harvardman who visited the place recently, and, after examining everything closely, approached a hostess with a question. "Who," he asked, "was Nathan Hale...
...been issued a lump of barley sugar, which was supposed to stave off faintness (in at least three cases, it didn't). Sharp at 11 a.m., as the two-toned chimes of the Horse Guards' clock echoed through Downing Street, a slim, girlish figure in the cockaded tricorn, scarlet tunic and blue serge skirt of the colonel in chief of the Brigade of Guards, rode on to the parade ground, sitting sidesaddle on a 13-year-old chestnut named Winston. Elizabeth II waved a white-gloved hand to her mother, watching from an upstairs window, then took...
...whole absurd panoply of totalitarianism is on display. . . . The multitudes of gaudy uniforms . . . soldiers with red tassels dangling from their overseas caps; the snappy, booted, armed police, with their short clubs strapped to their belts; the civil guard, in their odd tricorn hats; the municipal police in blue, the special border police in green . . . poker-faced plain-clothes men flashing their badges and demanding identification papers...