One morning last week in Washington a tall thick-shouldered man of 57 with grey hair and a goatee climbed into an automobile, set off for Portland, Ore. He was tired. Though no Congressman, he had been working hard with Congress and now, upon its adjournment, he was going home. His physician had advised him to take a long summer's rest, to camp and fish in the open, to fill his lungs with fresh Pacific air. As he started on his transcontinental motor trip, he might easily have been mistaken for a successful doctor or...
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