Down at No. 23 Wall Street, Manhattan, one Thomas W. Lamont is accustomed to put in a good 8-or 9-hour day working at figures. Now a government, now a railroad, now a tin-can factory must have its figures overhauled and set again on its financial way rejoicing. There is, little time for political speculation in the high philosophic sense.
His younger son, Corliss, is temporarily engaged in a job less thoroughly understood by the American public. He is a senior at Harvard. His job might possibly be described as the pursuit of truth....
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