Having heard there was a fight raging in the U. S., a bearded, 6-ft, broad-shouldered, patriarchal Irishman last week crossed the Atlantic to get into it. He needed not ask if it was a free fight. That was obvious. It was the international fight over the Farm Problem (see p. 17, 20). The big Irishman wanted to move the ground of the fight from the statistical, fiscal, political arenas where it was being fought. For he was a poetical Irishman, with strong ideas on the sociological and...
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