Last week, in an office in the gloomy Chamber of Deputies, aged (74), ailing Premier Leon Blum ruminated wearily over a light dinner of mushroom omelet, plain lettuce salad and toast, then confided in a tired whisper: "An omelet is easier to make than a Cabinet . . . things are more complicated than I thought. . . ."
Since a desperate National Assembly had voted him the Premiership a fortnight ago (after M.R.P. and Communist candidates had been defeated), France's grand old man of Socialism had been absorbed in futile attempts to form a Cabinet. The Radicals and...
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