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Fifty years ago when Gaishi Nagaoka was a young officer at the Military Staff College in Tokyo what he had on his upper lip was just a mustache, not to be mentioned in the same breath with the vast and magnificent brush of His Majesty Umberto I, King of Italy. Time passed. Umberto died. Gaishi Nagaoka became a Major, then a Colonel, then a General and his mustache grew & grew. By the time he retired from active service in 1915 to become the smiling white-winged father of Japanese aviation it was no longer a mustache but a religion...
WITH the publication of "The Past Recaptured," the translation of Marcel Proust's great novel, "A la Recherche du Temps Perdu," under the title "Remembrance of Things Past," is brought to a close. As the Italian critic Umberto Morra has said, men may imitate parts of it with some success, but the whole will never again be equaled. In the present literary world where few writers and critics have been able to agree about anything, all have joined in their homage to the work of Proust...
...less to do than other men, most Kings & Crown Princes are practical jokers. Thus Edward of Wales once sat down on the Royal Spanish "squirt bench," was soused by streams of water from concealed nozzles (TIME, May 30, 1927). Recently Naples learned of an elaborate joke which Crown Prince Umberto has been playing off & on at night ever since he and his Belgian-born Crown Princess moved into their ancient but gorgeously refurbished palace overlooking Naples' blue...
...even Italians know, Her Royal Highness and His Royal Highness got on each other's nerves from the first. To tease his wife and guests at the Palace, joking Prince Umberto said that it was haunted, that ghostly footsteps could be heard at night. They have been heard. Naples laughed last week with her popular practical joker. His Royal Highness had been making "ghost footsteps" by letting loose in the Palace at night a cat with walnut shells tied to its feet...
Bomber Bovone explained to the tribunal last week that the "antiFascist concentration" in Paris had offered $50,000 for the assassination of Signor Mussolini, $5,000 for Crown Prince Umberto, lesser amounts for members of the Grand Fascist Council. He said he had no personal fondness for assassination, but found that the bombing business enabled him to support his mistress in luxurious style. Sbardellotto professed to be an idealist, announced that he was carrying on the work of the executed Michele Schirru. He said he had been chosen to kill the Premier by lots cast in Brussels. Had Signor Mussolini...