San Francisco last week was the starting point of what was described as the greatest gold shipment of all time. Two billions in bullion, one-third of all the gold in the land, began to move 1,440 mi. to the U. S. Mint at Denver. And 1,796 mi. farther east, beneath a huge portrait of Benjamin Franklin in his big new Washington office, sat the bald-headed man who was morally, physically and financially responsible for the fabulous shipment. By law it was up to Postmaster General...
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