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...condition of Italian industry, the disintegration of the middle class and the increasing unrest among workers reduced to less than a subsistence level, was virtually compelled to make this gamble for Ethiopia. With that land in his grasp Mussolini would have a place for his unemployed, he would have raw materials which Italy sorely needs and could borrow money from the world's bankers on the conquered country's undeveloped resources...
...Royal Family's ornate hotel suite, Haile Selassie showed reporters the raw burns on his hand: "I am ill," said he, "affected by noxious gas, but it is nothing. I am fortunate to escape with my life, whereas thousands of my brave people died." A Jewish barber came in and trimmed Haile Selassie's beard, now quite grey, before the little Emperor went to pray at the Ethiopian Church and the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. "Have courage and hope," the Emperor told 200 weeping Coptic priests...
Chief Little Wolf (né Tenario), a Navajo tribesman who started as a welterweight (145 lb.) and worked up to heavyweight, is the current red-skinned attraction. The Chief trains on raw meat, spends his spare time weaving blankets, fashioning bracelets and necklaces. Considered the Beau Brummell of the wrestling world, he sports huge sombreros, checked suits, fancy vests, embroidered boots. If his specialty, the Navajo war whoop, fails to prostrate his opponent, he employs the Indian Death Lock, a crushing leg hold...
...Academy's first and only full-fledged female member, Laura Knight, Dame Commander of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire. It had an extraordinary supply of studies of English bars, the Academician's favorite resource when he wants to get down to life in the raw. Even the nudes were all thoroughly English, blonde, straight, healthy, respectable...
Five thousand men, bravest remnant of the old Imperial Guard, shouldered their rifles again and marched away. Tired little Haile Selassie, forgetting the raw burns on his arm, retired into his Palace for a final conference with his chieftains. The Government, it was plain, would have to move. Should it go southwest to Gore, near British Sudan...