Tense and weary one 10 a. m. last week Scot MacDonald boarded The Flying Scotsman. As she puffed out of London a dining car steward offered place tickets for lunch and the Prime Minister took one. Snorting swiftly North, the famed express had crossed one-third of England before luncheon bells rang. With scant appetite the leader of the "National Government" forked food mechanically. Into the diner walked a lifelong friend, Arthur Henderson, leader last week of the Labor Party which Mr. MacDonald led a few short weeks ago. The two men neither spoke...
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