Word: pietro
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Premier Mussolini has nipped a new conspiracy-this time a plot by Fascists to depose the King, murder General Pietro Badoglio, Chief of Staff and proclaim Mussolini Emperor. This fact, which comes exclusively to the correspondent of the World, is being kept a secret and, even to those who know of it {sic} its details are a deep mystery...
...daily. . . . Negotiations for the reconciliation of the Church and State are making gratifying headway, and we are confident that a settlement may be reached on a basis of justice to the Holy See." Such well-meant words are little more than wasted breath so long as the potent Pietro Cardinal Gasparri continues Pontifical Secretary of State, and voices now and then his unalterable opposition to a compromise with the Civil Power (TIME, Feb. 8). Cardinal Gasparri, realist, is conscious of the value of that dramatic martyrdom which surrounds His Holiness as the "Prisoner of the Vatican...
Married. Luisa Tetrazzini, 52, diva; to one Pietro Vernatti, 32, her onetime tenant; in the Town Hall of Florence, Italy...
...lyric sin. Her mother was Elizabeth Sinclair of the amber eyes, inscrutable, majestic, heiress of a clan which had its roots in the shade of a southern plantation and its later branches in opulent California; her father, the great Kajetan, fiery master of the piano, a sort of Pietro Mascagni of fiction, with huge handfuls of blue-black hair and the hot blood of Italy's vine-clad valleys. Elizabeth Sinclair died soon after Adrienne was born; Kajetan, like a wanton Ulysses, had left for other shores. In Laguna Vista, California, a delicious world began to unfold itself...
...then both turned to look at Francis. With slow, accustomed motions the boy was taking off his clothes. He tossed the last garment onto the pile at their feet. "Up to this time," he said, "I have called Pietro Bernardone father; now I will serve only my Father in Heaven." He went out, clad in a bit of sackcloth, through the door. It was winter. Frost blackened the orange trees. They say that he was singing...