In the House, for the first hour after Speaker Rainey banged it to order at high noon, pomp was scarce. The Assistant Sergeant-at-Arms placed the mace on the Speaker's desk in the midst of what looked like a camp meeting. There was much slapping of backs, swapping of stories, speculating about November when all 435 members will have to stand for reelection, sniffing at the lady members' bouquets, sniffling over the six who had died since the special session ended in June.
In the Senate ("World's Greatest Club"), the scene was less proletarian....
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