Spring plowing was getting under way in Georgia's fat black fields last week. Peepers were already loud in the "branches" (brooks) and the doves and quail had started pairing. Along the red clay roads trundled wagonloads of grey cottonseed to market. A faint green was beginning to tint the woods. The season was getting along, but Franklin Delano Roosevelt, in his white cottage among the pines at Warm Springs, had not yet announced his Cabinet or perfected his "New Deal."
Between swims at the pool the President-elect shut himself up with visitors for long...
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