"On the Corso"

If the Eternal City had a Walter Winchell ("On Broadway"), he would have needed only the doings of the Mussolini family last week to fill most of his column ("On the Corso")* in somewhat this wise: Middle-aisling it on Feb. 6 are the Big Patoot's Manchild No. i, Vittorio, 21, who sports a fine young spinach, and his pretty poopsy, Signorina Orsola Buvoli of Milan, penniless and proud of it. Rome's swellegant hotel will feed the churchgoers out of the Big Patoot's private cache of frog-skins. . . . Dream pigeon of the week is Silvia di Rosa. The date: Feb. 8. Was Rome caught with its toga down by the sudden announcement last week that her Mark Antony is the 25-year-old boss of the Patoot's family paper Popolo d'ltalia, none other than Vito Mussolini who was left behind when his father, Benito's only and beloved Brother Arnaldo went to Heaven. . . . The adolescent ace of the Blackface War, Paleface Bruno Mussolini, youngest Italian bombster, was only 17 when Pappa made war, is now going to fly by hops to California, then try to make it from San Francisco to Rome, nonstop. With him, just in case, will ride Major Attilio Biseo, personal pilot to Il Duce. . . . Pappa say no, no and NO the other day to keep Daughter Edda in town for the family weddings, but Countess Edda is her great big daddy's rock candy from way back, and last week she again reserved on the Conte di Savoia, sliding her into Manhattan on May 13, the day before Friday, heh, heh. . . . Pretty smart these Mussolinis.

*The Corso Umberto Primo or Street of Humbert I is Rome's "Central Street," ends at Il Duce's office, contains the best shops, better-than-Broadway hotels, adjoins theatres and would adjoin "hotspots" except that Il Duce has drastically cooled all these off.

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