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...warm day early last month. Correspondent Smythe had not accompanied his four comrades and eleven porters of the advance party on the morning's push to move camp one ice ledge higher. He was typewriting in his tent when: "... I heard the thunderous roar of an unusually large avalanche. Going outside I was horrified to see an enormous portion of the ice wall . . . breaking away and sweeping down the snow slopes below, on which was the climbing party...
...halt as one man, looking like rigid dolls. Then they dashed frantically to the left. The next moment a rolling cloud of snow preceding the avalanche swept down upon them and they vanished, completely blotted out like insects. "It was the most terrible spectacle I have ever witnessed. The roar grew louder as the clouds of snow swept nearer, moving with incredible velocity, while here and there vicious tongues of ice shot out under the confused jumble of great ice blocks rolling and sliding down." The dead: Chettan, oldtime porter, member of the last three Himalayan expeditions. Injured: Climber...
...have been spendthrift talkers, boasters, threateners -as Signer Benito Mussolini used to be. Three years ago Il Duce resolved to become reticent, publicly announced his resolution (TIME, June 6, 1927), and has kept it with superhuman willpower. No longer does the Peace of Europe tremble every fortnight at his roar. Last week, however, the Dictator permitted himself a sort of spree, dashed at breakneck speed around Tuscany in his bellowing Alpha Romeo, fought a fencing match at Lucca, kissed on both cheeks his adversary General Romeo Lunghera. commander of the local officers training school, and finally descended like Jupiter...
...risk. Fascist Italy, fully armed, will give [he did not say to whom, meant France] her simple alternative of precious friendship or harshest hostility. . . . "Florentines! Have I changed in these eight years? Do you see any decrease in my natural pugnacity?" 'Like the lashing of the sea the roar of 100,000 voices rose from Fascist militia men packed and jammed into the great square before the Palazzo Vecchio, on a balcony of which Il Capo stood. -'No, No!" rumbled the ocean of voices, 'you are not changed! Viva Il Capo! VIVA IL CAPO!" Vibrant with exultation...
...they passed, 134 planes flew to a rendezvous at Staten Island, then swept up the bay over towered Manhattan. They flew in tight, three-plane V-formations which in turn formed larger Vs, a shining flock of metal hawks that filled the city's canyons with the hammering roar of war. At the head of the formation in a Martin bomber, constantly in radio touch with all his following and ordering their every maneuver, rode Lieut. Commander Alfred E. Montgomery, in charge of the flight. Behind him came Martin torpedo planes, sturdy Vought Corsairs, Curtiss Seahawks, Boeing fighters...