Word: il
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Romana over Ethiopia has always been envisioned by the Dictator as something to be attained and consolidated in a matter of some 25 years, if indeed Ethiopian savages can be brought to civilized citizenship so soon. Last week Il Duce, with his plans and hopes for the new Italian Empire spreading decades ahead, indulged at Rome in no bombast or boasting, received with Augustan calm an amazing series of capitulations to Italy and to Fascism...
Belligerent Rights. It was part of the Hoare-Laval Deal that withdrawal of British war boats from the Mediterranean would be followed by similar reduction to peace strength of the Italian garrisons in Libya facing the British positions in Egypt which Il Duce crammed with troops to call the Baldwin bluff. Last week a Rome press spokesman confirmed: "We want to see the British ships actually leave." This week Italy emptied Libya of 40,000 troops, announced that it will leave its Libyan air force of 100 bombers and its border fortifications intact...
Meanwhile Ethiopia's ousted Emperor had quietly entered the Assembly Hall in tropical white tunic and black cape, having checked his broad-brimmed hat outside. His Majesty, taking a seat in the fifth row, sat quietly through van Zeeland's reading of Il Duce's note. He also sat through a long speech by flowery Delegate José María Cantilo of Argentina, the country which had demanded that the Assembly meet on the Ethiopian Question. Harking back to President Hoover's meticulous
...typescript of his speech a nutter of applause stirred in the general gallery. For Italian journalists in the press gallery this was the last straw. Jangle-nerved after months of watching Italy badgered with Sanctions at Geneva, they jumped up, bellowed jeers and curses at the Emperor, screamed "Viva Il Duce...
Benito Mussolini used them to scare Stanley Baldwin, who received disquieting news that in the Mediterranean Fascist Flea Boats were running circles around Britain's most potent dreadnoughts, obviously able to dash in for quick, close, suicidal work with torpedoes had Il Duce so ordered. Last week His Majesty, arriving at Portsmouth Naval Base in the gorgeous uniform of Admiral of the Fleet, was mobbed by sailors' girls who broke through police lines and jumped on the running boards of his car cheering in the rain. Putting on an oilskin over his uniform and tossing the white-feathered...