Washington gossips last week had Secretary of the Treasury Woodin out of the Cabinet. He had, they whispered, broken with President Roosevelt over the latter's currency inflation program pending in Congress. Was he not a "hard money'' man from New York? Had he not been absent from his office for days? How could he do less than resign?
When these stories reached Secretary Woodin as he lay ill with quinsy in his Carlton Hotel apartment, he summoned newshawks to his bedside. They found him propped up on pillows with a bathrobe across his shoulders....
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