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...Stresemann made his last speech at Geneva, Dr. Salomon was calmly seated below the rostrum. He accompanied Chancellor Brüning and German Foreign Minister Curtius and snapped them sipping coffee with // Duce. Brer Briand, Europe's "Master Parliamentarian," has given him a nickname that has stuck: Le Roi des Indiscrets, King of the Indiscreet...
...historic movements of militant youth--the Young Germany, Young-Italy, Young Hungary of the nineteenth century--were essentially revolutionary movements. The Young Germans who are drawn today to Hitler or the Communists are enlisting for revolution, at least by way of title. The young Camelots du Roi in Paris are out to overthrow the French Republic. In this country we have no such issues to inflame youth. On lesser questions the democratic environment favors a solution by democratic machinery. --New York Times...
...Roi (who paid for the pageant) is that very rich man, with estates in Belgium, Italy and Morocco, who is better known as Monseigneur le Due de Guise. As the father of the bridegroom, Le Roi fixed his thoughts last week on 1809. In that year, in this same Cathedral of Palermo, his ancestor Louis Philippe (then an exile like the Count of Paris today) married a Bourbon Princess and later became King of France (1830-48). Does history never repeat...
Quietly and frugally near Brussels live a distinguished Van-Dyke-bearded gentleman, his singularly lovely wife, and a son in the best French tradition of sleek, slightly pale, aristocratic youth. Thousands of Frenchmen call them La Famille Royale and honor as Le Roi de France the gentleman whom the world calls only the Due de Guise. The son, Prince Henri Robert Ferdinand Marie Louis Philippe, is hailed as Le Dauphin de France, or Crown Prince. One day last week as the North Star express from Brussels thundered into Paris, there occurred such a demonstration that pop-eyed strangers might have...
Thousands of Royalists stood massed in the great square before the Gare du Nord, some prosperous, more poor, nearly all bearing bouquets of flowers. Stalwart youths of Les Camelots du Roi, or Royalist League, formed a guard of honor, drawn up in double file, eyes front, facing a lane which extended from the railway platform to a waiting taxicab-a very special cab. With sheepish smiles and shrugs policemen representing the majesty of the French Republic kept at a respectful distance. They would have been mobbed if they had interfered. "Vive la France!" roared the crowd. "La France royale...