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Across his breast was the sash of the Order of St. Maurice and St. Lazarus; he wore too the Cross of Malta and Collar of the Annunziata, which gives its wearer the right to call Italy's King "cousin." Arrayed in such dignity but brusque as ever, Benito Mussolini last week strode up the marble stairway that leads to the damasked Hall of Congregations in the Vatican.* In his pocket was a Bank of Italy check for 750 million lire ($39,225,000) and a certificate for one billion lire ($52,300,000) of Italian State bonds. In the Hall...
...powder and gold, into the blockaded night; Nathan Forrest charging at the head of his troops, with his great sabre ground to a razor edge; Belle Boyd, who was more dangerous, more destructive, than canister or solid shot; Jeb Stuart decorated with a rose, wound in a yellow silk sash; and John Worsham, a foot soldier with Stonewall Jackson in the Great Valley...
Wrapped in a shred of muslin and tucked in a soiled sash, the Pink Pearl is taken to Linga, across the Gulf. There appraisers sit with ancient scales, chaffer to the utmost kran,* seal their purchase with a solemn glass of tea. From Linga, the Pink Pearl journeys to Bombay or Bagdad, where foreign experts laud its lustre, symmetry, and flawlessness; drive less ceremonious bargains; swaddle the Pink Pearl in fluffy cotton; scurry back, elated, to the great jewellers of Fifth Ave., Bond St., Rue de la Paix...
Only once has a Fascist mob lynched an assailant of Signor Benito Mussolini. The single instance occurred at Bologna (TIME, Nov. 8, 1926). There the Dictator sat implacable and silent, in his limousine, after a bullet had ripped through his sash of the Grand Cordon of the Order of St. Maurice and St. Lazarus, barely skirting the abdomen...
Commander Mabie cried: "Why parade the grandson of an arch traitor up the street dressed in the uniform of his grandfather with the insignia of the dishonored Confederate States on the sword and sash? . . . We try to forget the Civil War, but they still remember it in the South...