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French taunts at Italy, to the effect that she is "too poor'' to build the two new 35,000 ton super-battleships which Premier Mussolini announced last May, were abruptly silenced last week when Il Duce caused steel for the frames of the two ships to be dumped at the yards ready for assembling. "Work will be begun on the twelfth anniversary of the March on Rome, Oct. 28," announced the Dictator's press office. "Naval chaplains will bless the work on both ships as the riveting begins...
Before he could be caught "Master Mind" Pavelitch had slipped over into Italy. The Italian police detained him at Turin, refused to let him be quizzed by agents of the French Sûreté Nationale who loudly protested to High Heaven and Benito Mussolini. Obviously Il Duce cannot take the chance of a French frame-up to plant responsibility for the crime in Italy or her protege Hungary.. Last week there was distinct danger that on this issue Jugoslavia might prefer charges before the League. A bit too precipitously Premier General Julius...
...until the visitors reached Manhattan last week did their political creed make really riotous headlines. At New York University a crowd of students gathered outside the Hall of Fame, yelled "To Hell with Fascism!" The Italians marched out, cheerfully drowned the hecklers with a chant of "Il Duce! Il Duce! Il Duce! II Duce!" Policemen prevented more than a few mild fisticuffs...
Glowing with loving-kindness Il Duce sped to Gardone Riviera where at the gate of his elaborate villa, egg-headed, effete Hero-Poet Gabriele d'Annunzio awaited, no longer sulky. Poet and Premier hugged each other, and made a gracious courtesy of getting through the gate. Insisted the Poet: "You first. Duce. I am in my own house. It is I who give orders here." Whereupon, 21 guns boomed a salute from the prow of the warship which Poet d'Annunzio had mounted on a cliff. Toward the house the pair moved, the host exclaiming: "I have so much...
...indeed. Il Duce's knees would bend perforce to the Muse as he passed through the five-foot door to the sword-hung study where the Poet, in cloth of gold and purple velvet, summons servants garbed like monks from their surrounding "cells." D'Annunzio might permit so distinguished a guest to enter his sacred Adriatic Room, lined with stalls from an abandoned church. He would surely show Il Duce where he spends his days of solitary contemplation, the chamois-lined Chamber of the Leper which it sometimes pleases him to call the Cell of Pure Dreams. Here...