Paris, June 1, 1958
De Gaulle named Premier of France
In May of 1958, the Algerian revolt created a political crisis,
and Charles De Gaulle was lured out of retirement to lead the nation. On June 1, 1958,
the National Assembly named De Gaulle premier and granted him wide
emergency powers, including the right to prepare a new constitution to be
submitted to a popular referendum. In September 1958 the new constitution,
providing for a presidential system, was overwhelmingly adopted by 83% of
the electorate. In late December, he was elected president of the Fifth Republic.
Over the next decade, De Gaulle granted independence to Algeria and
attempted to restore France to its former international glory.
More on Charles De Gaulle in English.
A more comprehensive site in French.
De Gaulle's New York Times Obituary
on November 11, 1970.
June 1, 1946
Assault wins Belmont Stakes and the 7th Triple Crown.
It stumbled at the start and trailed at the opening.
But his jockey Warren Mehrtens steadily allowed Assault to reach
contention. Trailing Natchez by two lengths in midstretch, Assault
exploded past him in the final 200 yards, winning by three lengths.
More on Assault's career record.
June 1, 1926 Marilyn Monroe born in Los Angeles as Norma Jean Mortenson.
She was married to baseball Hall of Famer Joe DiMaggio (1954)
and Pulitzer winning playwright Arthur Miller (1956-60). Her films include
Niagara, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, River of No Return,
Seven Year Itch, Bus Stop, The Prince and the Show Girl,
Some Like It Hot, Let's Make Love, and The Misfits.
Alta Vista shows over 299,370 web pages on Marilyn Monroe,
Google lists 1,230,000
Marilyn Links: Quotes,
June 1: Born on this day|
1793 Henry Francis Lyte, Scottish clergyman (wrote hymn "Abide with Me")
1801 Brigham Young, Whitingham, VT, Mormon religious leader & visionary
1804 Mikhail Glinka, Russian composer
1861 William Wilfred Campbell, Ontario, Canadian poet (Lake Lyrics)
1878 John Masefield, British poet laureate (Salt-Water Ballads)
1890 Frank Morgan, actor (The Wizard of Oz, The Great Ziegfeld)
1898 Molly Picon, Yiddish actress (Fiddler on the Roof)
1907 Frank Whittle, inventor of jet engine
1921 Nelson Riddle, Oradell, NJ, musical conductor (Batman, Frank Sinatra)
1926 Andy Griffith, Mount Airy NC, actor (Andy Griffith Show, Matlock)
1926 Marilyn Monroe, Los Angeles, actress (Gentlemen Prefer Blondes)
1934 Pat Boone, Florida, singer & actor (April Love, Love Letters In the Sand)
1935 Reverend Ike, SC, evangelist minister
1937 Morgan Freeman actor (Driving Mrs Daisy)
1939 Cleavon Little, Chickasha, OK, actor (Blazing Saddles)
1943 Richard Goode, Bronx, concert pianist (1980 Avery Fisher Award)
1945 Frederica von Stade, Somerville, NJ, opera singer
1947 Ron Wood, rock guitarist (Faces, Jeff Beck Group, Rolling Stones)
1950 Graham Russell, singer (Air Supply)
1955 Chiyonofuji, sumo wrestler
1974 Alanis Morrissette, Ottawa, Canada, singer (4 Grammy Awards, 1996)
June 1: Events on this day|
1621 British settlement of New Plymouth is granted a Royal Patent
1638 First earthquake recorded in U.S. at Plymouth, Massachusetts
1792 Kentucky admitted as 15th U.S. state
1796 Tennessee admitted as 16th U.S. state
1809 Samulel T. Coleridge publishes journal The Friend that ends March 15, 1810
1813 Captain John Lawrence utters Navy motto: "Don't give up the ship"
1843 Sojourner Truth leaves New York to begin her career as antislavery activist
1845 Homing pigeon completes 11,000 kilometers trip (Namibia-London) in 55 days
1861 First skirmish in the Civil War, Fairfax Court House, Virginia
1862 General Lee assumes command after Joe Johnston is injured at Seven Pines
1868 James Buchanan, 15th U.S. President, dies near Lancaster, Pennsylvania
1869 Thomas Edison patents Voting Machine
1888 California gets its first seismograph
Lick Observatory transferred to the Regents of University of California
1898 Trans-Mississippi International Exposition opens in Omaha, Nebraska
1898 George Bernard Shaw marries Charlotte Payne-Townsend in London at age 41
1905 Lewis & Clark Centennial Exposition opens in Portland, Oregon
1909 Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition opens in Seattle
1915 First Zeppelin air raid over England
1925 Lou Gehrig replaces Wally Pipp of Yankees
(first of record 2130 consecutive games)
1933 Century of Progress World's Fair opens in Chicago
1937 Bill Dietrich of Chicago White Sox no-hits St Louis Browns 8-0
1938 Superman Comics by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster makes its debut
1943 Actor Leslie Howard dies in plane shot down by Germans
flying from Lisbon to London
1946 Assault wins Belmont Stakes and the Triple Crown
1949 First magazine on microfilm offered to subscribers (Newsweek)
1957 Don Bowden becomes first U.S. runner to break the 4-minute mile
1958 Charles de Gaulle becomes Premier of France (5th Republic)
1959 Constitution of Tunisia promulgated (National Day)
1959 Wilbert Harrison's "Kansas City" tops music charts
1959 Johnny Horton's "Battle of New Orleans" tops music charts
1960 Willem Elsschot, Flemish novelist ("Will-o'-the-wisp")
& poet dies in Antwerp, Belgium
1965 Arno Penzias & Robert Wilson of Bell Labs detect cosmic background radiation
1966 George Harrison is impressed by Ravi Shankar's concert in London
1967 Beatles release Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band in US & goes gold
1968 Helen Keller, blind & deaf author-lecturer, dies at 87 in Westport, Connecticut
1968 Simon & Garfunkel's "Mrs Robinson" hits #1 in music record charts
1970 Russian's Soyuz 9 launched into Earth orbit for 18 days
1971 Ed Sullivan's final television show
1973 Paul McCartney & Wings release "Live & Let Die"
1975 Nolan Ryan of California Angels pitches 4th no-hitter to beat Baltimore Orioles 1-0
1980 Ted Turner's Cable News Network begins broadcasting
1983 Irene Cara's "Flashdance: What a Feeling" tops music charts
1990 Dow Jones Avg hits a record high of 2,900.97
1991 Mount Pinatubo erupts for first time in 600 years in the Phillipines
June 1: Quotes on this day
My round of thank-you visits was not without pleasure and profit; I was shown several
things which I had neglected. Cavaliere Venuti even let me see some hidden treasures.
I took another reverent look at his priceless, though mutilated, Ulysses, and together
we paid a farewell visit to the porcelain works, where I lingered over the Hercules and
the beautiful Campanian vases.
He was most affectionate when we parted, and said that he only wished I did not have to
leave him so soon. My banker, too, at whose house I arrived just at dinnertime, would not
let me go. This would have been all very well if my thoughts had not been running on lava
all the time. I was still settling bills, packing and doing this and that when night began
to fall, and I hurried to the Molo to watch the lights and their trembling reflections in
the agitated sea, the full moon in all its glory, the flying sparks of the volcano and,
above all, the lava, which had not been there two nights ago, moving on its fiery, relentless way.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832), Italian Journey,
June 1, 1737 Evening (Naples)
Lover of the muses, you who vow to their cult your purest blood, ask these learned divinities
to give you back that lively eye sparkling with youth, that lightness of an untroubled mind.
These chaste sisters have been worse than courtesans to you. Their perfidious delights are
more illusory than the cup of pleasure. It is your soul that has unnerved your senses, your
twenty-five years without youthfulness, your fervor with strength. Your imagination embraces
everything, and you haven't memory of a common shopkeeper. The true wisdom of the philosopher
ought to consist in enjoying everythin. Yet we apply ourselves to dissecting and destroying
everything that is good in itself, that has virtue, albeit the virtue there is in mere
illusions. Nature gives us this life like a toy to a weak child. We want to see how it all
works; we break everything. There remains in our hands and before our eyes, stupid and opened
too late, the sterile wreckage, fragments that will not again make a whole. The good is so simple.
Eugene Delacroix (1798-1863), Journal, Tuesday, June 1, 1824
On opening the window of the studio in the morning, always with this same misty weather, I am
as if intoxicated with the odor exhaled by all this verdure, drenched with raindrops, and with
all these flowers, bent over and ravaged, but still beautiful. Of what pleasures is the city
man not deprived, the miserable employee or lawyer who breathes no other odor than that of
dusty papers or of the mud of that miserable Paris! What compensation for the peasant,
for the man of the fields! What perfume there is in this damp earth and in these trees!
That strong odor of the woods, how penetrating it is, and how immediately it awakens
gracious and pure memories, memories of one's earliest youth and of eelings which belong
to the depth of the soul! O beloved scenes where once I saw you, dear people whom I am to see
no more, beloved days that delghted me and that are gone! How many times has the sight of this
verdure and this delightful odor of the woods awakened memories which are the asylum, the blessed
refuge to which the spirit takes wings, so as to withdraw from daily cares! This affection which
consoles me and which alone gives my heart a movement like that of the past, for how long a time
will fate let me keep it?
Eugene Delacroix, Journal, Wednesday, June 1, 1853
The man who mistakes his profession, the Scholar who takes his subject from dictation
& not from his heart, should know that he has lost as much as he seems to have gained...
Societies as well as individuals are bubbles. But Nature cannot be cheated. That only
profits which is profitable. Life alone can impart life, & though we burst we can only
be valued as we make ourselves valuable.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), Journal, June 1, 1835
Evening To the Lee place, the moon about full. The sounds I hear by the bridge: the midsummer frog,
the nighthawk, crickets, the peetweet, the hum of dor-bugs, and the whip-poor-will. The boys are coming
home from fishing, for the river is down at last. The moving clouds are the drama of the moonlight nights,
and never-failing entertainment of nightly travellers. You can never foretell the fate of the moon
whether she will prevail over or be obscured by the clouds half an hour hence. The traveller's sympathy
with the moon makes the drama of the shifting clouds interesting.
Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), Journal, June 1, 1852
I am a man of 30 with wrinkles on my forehead and lines on my face that make me look 40 and my hands
are full of furrows yet when Father looks at me through his spectacles he sees me as a little boy
(1 1/2 years ago Father wrote to me, "You are in your first youth"). And that is said with the
tuppence-worth of profundity I have heard so often before.
Vincent Van Gogh,
Letter to Theo, The Hague, June 1, 1882
I must tell you that I sometimes long very much to see the Louvre and the Luxembourg again,
and that sooner or later I shall have to study the technique and colour of Millet, Delacroix,
Corot and others. But it is not immediately urgent; I think the more I work, the greater use
it will be to me when it happens someday. But it is a fact that one needs both nature and pictures.
It is especially that question of the colour scale in which they are painted, and the breaking and
juxtaposition of the colours, which preoccupies me daily.
Vincent Van Gogh,
Letter to Theo,Nuenen, June 1, 1885
Ascension Day Whistler retrospective. Panthéon (Puvis de Chavannes),
walked across the Bois de Boulogne to Saint-Cloud. Back on the Seine. At night,
to the Théâtre Sarah Bernhardt: Il Barbiere di Seviglia in Italian.
Paul Klee (1879-1940), Diaries, June 1, 1905
Monsieur: The book I am writing, Ulysses, has so exhausted me (I have been working at it for
six years already) that I intend to take a short holiday. I shall not fail to send you something for
your review when this labour to which I have condemned myself allows me a little respite.
James Joyce (1879-1940),
Letter to Henry Davray,
2 June 1920 (via Sanità 2, III, Trieste, Italy)
June. Luxembourg Gardens: A Sunday morning full of wind and sunlight. Over the large pool the wind
splatters the waters of the fountain; the tiny sailboats on the windswept water and the swallows
around the huge trees. Two youths discussing: "You who believe in human dignity."
"It's the same word."
Although in daylight the flights of birds always seem aimless, in the evening they always seem
to have found a destination. They are flying toward something. Thus it is perhaps in the evening
of life... Is there an evening of life?
Van Gogh struck by a thought of Renan: "Forget oneself; achieve great things, reach nobility and
go beyond the vulgarity in which the existence of most individuals stagnates."
"If one continues loving sincerely what is truly worthy of love and does not waste one's love
on insignificant things and meaningless things and colorless things, gradually one will get
more light and become stronger."
"If one perfects oneself in a single thing and understands it fully, one achieves in addition
understanding and knowledge of many other things."
"I am a faithful sort of person in my faithlessness."
"If I make landscapes, there will always be a hint of faces in them."
He quotes Doré's remark: "I have the patience of an ox."
"I cannot readily, in life and in painting too, get along without God,
but I cannot, when ill, get along without something that is greater than I,
which is my life, the power of creation."
Van Gogh's long groping until the age of 27 before finding
his way and discovering that he is a painter.
Albert Camus (1913-1960), Notebooks, June 1943
June 1, 1938
Superman Comics debuts.
Visit Jamie Corville's web site:
History of Superhero Comic Books
John Masefield (1878-1967)
Born on June 1, 1878,
in Ledbury, Herefordshire, UK.
Masefield was England's
15th poet laureate (1930-67),
and best known for his
"Salt-Water Ballads" (1902).
One road leads to London,
One road runs to Wales,
My road leads me seawards
To the white dipping sails.
One road leads to the river,
As it goes singing slow;
My road leads to shipping,
Where the bronzed sailors go.
Leads me, lures me, calls me
To salt green tossing sea;
A road without earth's road-dust
Is the right road for me.
A wet road heaving, shining,
And wild with seagulls' cries,
A mad salt sea-wind blowing
The salt stray in my eyes.
My road calls me, lures me
West, east, south, and north;
Most roads lead men homewards,
My road leads me forth
To add more miles to the tally
Of grey miles left behind,
In quest of that one beauty
God put me here to find.
John Masefield, Poems (1951)
More Masefield's poems:
"Her Heart" & "Being Her Friend"
Complete Sonnets (1915)