Australians, like the sturdy U. S. pioneers, have not been too ready in the past to vote for a man who habitually wore spats. When Stanley Melbourne Bruce, now Prime Minister of Australia, first came before the electorate as a young man in spats he was reviled, hooted and mercilessly cartooned. Only his six feet of strapping manhood, a resolute independence, and the light of command in his steady eyes have enabled him to carry off this idiosyncrasy in triumph through the years. Last week he prepared to carry off a new...
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