Into the East Room one day last week walked a Chicago lawyer. In his ears was the blare of the Marine band; before him, a large U-shaped table covered with green cloth; about him, diplomats in formal attire', trim state department ushers, military and naval aides, personages of great official importance. As a civilian he felt a little lost until he caught sight of his good friend Senator Borah sitting up near the head of the U-table. And there, too, were Calvin Coolidge, Frank Billings...
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