"Poor little purse-proud puppets . . . these little pen-pushers."
Six correspondents assigned to the Senate gazed down from the gallery back of the Vice President into the face and figure of Senator Heflin. The Senator was talking of them. Stung to his feet by the bantering of Senator Copeland of New York, he had risen to renew his attack upon the Catholic influence (TIME, Jan. 31). He had predicted that Dr. Copeland (red carnation) would lose his seat "unless he did some toe-kissing before the next election."
He proceeded for an hour and a...
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