"I am like the animals. I can feel the future as it approaches. Some instinct guides and warns me. My blood speaks! I must listen to my blood." Thus Signor Mussolini is wont to explain the promptings of his extraordinary political intuition— promptings which he has ever translated into action with disconcerting speed. Last week these sanguinary omens may be presumed to have fired his brain afresh. While most Italians slept he harangued a meeting of all but one of his ministers. By morning a sheaf of Cabinet decrees were issued which...
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