Word: waterlooed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...March in 1815 the Emperor returned. He best the Prussians. He marched doggedly toward the English, encamped at Waterloo. There was a sound of revelry by night . . . . The English spurred to the field from their midnight frolic . . . . Napoleon left again. This time for Saint Helena. He never returned. He brooded over the past and wrote his "Memoirs". He died...
...Helena, also published last week, carries the story of Napoleon's personal decline to its miserable conclusion. An exhaustive record of the Emperor's last six years, St. Helena is a superb piece of composition that remains interesting through its 500 pages. Beginning with Waterloo, it clips along like a good melodrama through Napoleon's flight, his success in winning the friendship of one antagonistic English jailer after another. A strange bunch of gifted eccentrics followed him. There was tiny, weasel-faced, unctuous Emmanuel de Las Cases, who was 49, three years older than Napoleon...
Angostura-Wuppermann Corp. is the U. S. branch of 112-year-old J. G. B. Siegert & Hijos (Sons) Ltd. of Trinidad. Dr. Alfredo Siegert, the firm's present managing director is a grandson of Founder Johann Gottlieb Benjamin Siegert, a surgeon under Blücher at Waterloo. After Napoleon's fall Johann Siegert went to Angostura in Venezuela, began making his "elixir." Only known ingredients are gentian, common bitters base, and rum. Dr. Alfredo Siegert, Albert Siegert and Krast Siegert are the only three living men who know Angostura Bitters' formula. In case something should happen...
...sulking like a jealous mistress when anyone else approaches his idol, finds his lot unendurable, weeps, departs. Suffering from confinement and a bad liver, Napoleon is haunted at night by the spectres of his mistakes. He cannot forget, he says, that if he had not attacked so soon at Waterloo, he would have had 12,000 more men. The imperial manners gradually give way to those of a lonely and embittered country squire...
...Waterloo, Iowa...