Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1920-01-16
RADICALSK KEEP
ROME DEPUTIES
IN AN UPROAR
Yelps of Socialists Make 1t I'm.
possible to Hear Speakers
in Chamber.
By PERCIvAL PHILLIPS.

ROME, Jan. 16.--Howls of rage drown
the tinkle of the speakers bell. Angry
men shake their fists at each other across
steep tiers Of desks. The words 'assas
sim" "liar," "impostor" are flung back
and forth amid the cries of excited spec
tators in the galleries The mob-for it
seems no less-is swayed by uncontrol
able emotion
Yet sentries patrolling the corridors
outside with fixed bayonets merely smile
cynically. The guardian of the gallery
doors, murmurs, 1.-The socialists again.
1t is an ordinary session Of the chamber
of deputies, with the followers Of the
red flag in full cry after the govern
ment.
You look down from the press boxes
on a wide, lofty hall lit by a fat glass
roof. Great frescoes cover the wallis
above the dark wood panelling. Little
desks split by aisles into blocks of fifty
sweep in a semi-c circle before the plat
form where broods Signor Orlando, late
Of the peace conference, now president
of this anything but-peaceable confer
ence, brandishing his little silver bell.
Slightly lower, and ia front Of him,
are ranged the clerks and secretaries,
and lower still, almost on the floor level,
on a long, straight bench facing the tur-
, MOL, sit row of impassive elderly men,
cabinet ministers, with Nitti, the pre-
mier, in the center
on, the extreme right Of the semi
CIRCLE as you face the speaker, arV
grouped the stormy socialists.
Signor Grassi is speaking. Rather he
! has been trying to speak, For the mo-
ment he is buried under an avalanche
| OF epithets 1t is question of govern
ment Intervention at Ferara. The red
/ Aoo he Al fbar
/ during last weeks outbreak. A social
list stronghold was stormed by police
and troops and arrests made. Signor
Grassi has been defending the police
The Catholics applauded him, and so the
storm breaks.
Bentini, the socialist orator, is alter
| nately pounding his desk and folding his
arms, his face pale With passion. He is
little broad -shouidered man, a forceful
figure, and keen debater, and his voice
carries far. Near him a tall, slender
youth with wax-like face framed in a
mass of whiskers, and with long, untidy
hair, appears TO be in Mysteries. Another
has his arms high above his head, q
figure OF despair. Still another is snap
ping his fingers steadily at the silenced
speaker.
THE government could not permit the
red flag to remain" continues Grassi in
a momentary lull. The Italian flag was
substituted"
THAT flag of disorder" screams a
socialist.
at is the socialist party that makes
these noisy demonstrations (that is, as
at Ferrara), and necessitates the inter
vention Of"
IT'S a lie," comes dozen socialists,
Marrangoni, one of them, springs to
his feet as Grassi sits down YEARLY. II
insist that the police abused their pow
ers, as always"
He continues. Catholic deputy makes
an observation.
shut up, you face OF a priest" thun-
ders a fat socialist OF Milan.
The storm rises again. Insults and
threats ill the air. Signor Orlando
waves his bell vainly. Ladies in furs
lean forward from their chairs In the
side galleries and watch the tumult with
/ pretty smiles. The smart officers with
I them point out conspicuous performers
In the drama as they might at a circus.
A member Of the kings household in the
royal tribune above the speaker strokes
his mustache thoughtfuIly. Nitu, the
premier. looks up from his notes with
a gesture OF helplessness.
What miserable dogs you are" cries
q gaunt, hollow -chested disciple OF boil
shevism, shaking his bony hst at the
government In general.
I'VE shall deal with you yet" adds a
companion from the top tier
Again they pause for breath new
socialist member Extraordinarily lights
| a cigaret With a gasp of horror two
attendants dart at him and take 1t away.
The others laugh. Nitti writes YEARLY
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