To the State Theatre of Kovno last week drove the limousine of Professor Augustine Valdemaras, Prime Minister and Minister for Foreign Affairs of Lithuania, and, since 1926, Dictator. The limousine stopped in the forecourt of the theatre, an enclosed garden. Out stepped the curt, bristly-pompadoured Professor-Prime Minister, with his wife, his aide-de-camp, his small grandnephew.
At that instant shadowy figures sprang from the shrubbery. Two grenades hurtled through the air, fell beside the car. When they did not explode, a fusillade of shots rang out. Lieut. Gudinas, the aide, fell, mortally...
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