For more than a month, Premier Benito Mussolini had been confined, sometimes to his bed, always within the intramural spaces of the Palazzo Chigi. His illness was influenza complicated by grave internal trouble. Last week, on the sixth anniversary of the founding of Fascismo, a vast concourse of Romans assembled before the Palazzo in the soft, warm radiance of a sunny day. It was prearranged that the assembled Fascisti below the celebrated balcony window, which has so often quivered from the vibrations of the Premier's stentorian tones, should be brought to...
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