Pope's Breakfast

For 30 years the same swart, devout Italian has delivered at the Vatican every morning the same sealed box, calling for it later in the day.

One morning last week he was intercepted by Italian police, commanded to open the box.

"Never!" shouted the devout deliveryman. "Pigs of policemen! You shall not touch with your dirty fingers the Pope's bread!"

Ensued a wrangle of three hours duration which ended only when the owner of the bakery patronized by His Holiness rushed down to the jail where his deliveryman was detained, unlocked and unsealed the box, exclaiming: "You see it is only bread!"

"How do we know?" countered the Fascist police lieutenant, a sturdy irreligionist like Signor Benito Mussolini. "It is clearly the duty of the police to break open these loaves and see if they contain bombs."

Meanwhile what was the Supreme Pontiff eating for breakfast? "We were obliged to send out hurriedly for some rolls," said a Papal functionary, "inasmuch as the Holy Father's frugal breakfast consists almost entirely of bread."

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