One day last week the Senate Rules Committee dismissed as an "unfortunate incident" the invasion of the Senate Press Gallery by a veteran Senate employe who was hunting a critical newshawk with a loaded revolver. Sixty-six minutes later a pale, pinched young man stood up in the
House gallery, slung one leg over the railing, brandished a .38 calibre revolver and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I demand 20 minutes to address the House. Whoever tries to stop me will die. Is that understood? I want to be heard." Twenty feet below...
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