Word: valets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Puckhammer, peace is a prelude to war, life a dress rehearsal for death. He regards a soldier's calling as holy, for he believes that God is a fellow Prussian. When his monocle glints, junior officers blanch. But just as no man is a hero to his valet, so no general is a demigod to his driver. Sergeant Major Horlacher is as common as dirt, and plays an ironic Sancho Panza to Von Puckhammer's Don Quixote...
...night of July 17, 1918, ostensibly on their way to exile or imprisonment, the mild-mannered Czar of All the Russias, his German-born Empress, their five children, their family doctor, a chambermaid of the royal household, their cook and the Czar's English valet were all herded together in the cellar of a house in Ekaterinburg (now Sverdlovsk) and sprayed with Bolshevik gunfire. That much of one of the most brutal murders of modern times has been recorded as fact in all the history books. A vital footnote to the bloody night has remained ever since...
...fourth floor, there are 30 bedrooms, all air-conditioned, an air-conditioned card room, and the valet service. In addition, the halls are lined with bureaus which can be rented by out-of-town members for the storage of clean clothes. The fifth floor has another 31 bedrooms for out-of-towners, who number over half the membership of the Club...
...villa outside Paris, stripped her naked and bound her to a bed, beat her with switches, slashed her with a knife, and poured wax in the wounds. Exiled to his estate in Provence, Sade organized a private harem of both sexes. In a foray to Marseilles with his valet, he beat four streetwalkers and allegedly tried to poison one of them. When the police came to arrest him. they found he had run off to Italy with his wife's young sister. In 1777 he recklessly returned to Paris, where his long-suffering mother-in-law had him seized...
...north, where the soldiers of Hungary's short-lived revolution found and liberated him (TIME, Nov. 12). When he finally reached his old house in Budapest's Uri Street ("many windows were broken"), his housekeeper celebrated his return with a chicken lunch, and afterwards his old valet brought him a cigar. The cardinal accepted it gratefully, then carefully cut it in half to share it with the old man. "A whole cigar is too much," he explained. "It might be too heavy...