Last week the White House was all abustle with excited preparations for President Hoover's "I-accept-the-nomination" speech. The President got back from the printer the first proofs of his address keynoting his campaign, took them to the Rapidan camp for weekend revision. Right up to the last minute only his closest political friends knew what position, if any, he would take on the tortuous Republican Prohibition plank.
Gardeners trimmed up the South Grounds for a great lawn party on the afternoon of the notification. Chefs worked over the...
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