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Show Posted "Rome" Benito Tell South High Of His Sufferings EDITOR'S NOTE: This letter arrived December 15, 1942, postmarked post-marked Rome, Italy. We rushed it to the Century Printing Press (paid adv.), and had them set up for 18 ems, 9-point century. We believe that this affectionate note from Benito will cause the stir Gypsy Rose Lee's "G-String Murders" caused. Before reading Benito's little Christmas greeting, we wish to let you in on a little secret. The Italian people have rumored that pompous Benito will soon be swapping his dictorial power for a "hospital bed." He, too, dreamed of a White Christmas when he'd march into Egypt like a mighty Napolean. So, he curled a wig he had stored in the attic and clothed his mighty physique in a Tarzan leopard skin. Tonight, he stands looking vapidly out of the window. His body is feverish. He ran so fast away from the African front that he lost his leopard skin. The poor soul cried like a baby when he got water splashed in his face during the Naples bombing. So, here is Benito's little Christmas card: Rome, Italy. Dear Americana Frans: I, Benito, have only good-a-ness in heart for you. I wisha you were here we'd throw beeg party. It brok-a my heart when you didn't tell me that-a Venice was going ta be decorated for Chrus-mas. Willa you tell Charles Atlas I didn't get-a last issue of "Health and Strength"? I made beeg speech other day, and people think me Mhat Ma-gandi. Ma-gandi. My chest has-a slipped, and I am seeek almost too much. Aldolf has been-a mean to me : I don't get my Wheaties regularly. It is snowing beautiful bombs here in Italy. What is it not-a snowing there, I hope not? My Japanese brother has taken my candy away, and slapped me. I am a baaad boy! Uncle Alctoif , only gives me a nickel when I'm good now. Aldolf, Hirohito, and me (modest Benito) may brighten up your cities for Chrus-mas. We will give you many gifts: Bombs, bayonets, bullets and all the trimmings. Do not think we giv-a gifts jus' to get them back don't-a mak-a Chrus-mas spirit so strong that-a way. With luff, Benito. |