Anglo-Saxons who (without His express consent) had elected God to the board of directors of the S.P.C.A. would never understand why men stood weeping last week on Mexico street corners. Or why altars in private homes were draped in black. Or why jammed movie theaters canceled feature pictures to show, over & over, newsreels of a man whose name most Anglo-Saxons had never heard. His native Spain mourned him, and Mexico,
Ecuador, and Peru. Throughout the Spanish world plain people felt that they had lost one who had given them not joy, but a bitter and glorious excitement, a pageant...