Secretary of Agriculture William M. Jardine recently left Southampton's white-flanneled sands for Emporia, Kan. At Long Island's social capital Mr. Jardine had learned to chitchat, and last week he attended a garden party of some 60 prairie editors who quizzed him on baptism and similar subjects. No religio-infantile authority, Mr. Jardine shifted the conversation to a region where he felt at homeĀfarming, and even then delivered no farm relief oration, but, on the contrary, brought agriculture down to a game as simple as parchesi.
The point was that in 1922 the...
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