In M. Briand's luggage, as he departed from London after signing the Locarno Treaties (see INTERNATIONAL), nestled a silver loving cup, the gift of Sir Austen Chamberlain. Engraved upon it were the words, A mon ami, Aristide Briand. Souvenir de Locarno. With a sigh, M. Briand quitted the scene of his greatest triumph; rushed home to Paris where his newly formed Government (TIME, Dec. 7) has none too many friends. Within a few short hours he was engaged in fighting what he himself described as the most desperate battle of his political career....
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