Last week a death watch was taken up before a red brick house on Wyoming Avenue in Washington. Within lay William Howard Taft, 27th President of the U. S., tenth Chief Justice of the U. S. He was dying. For a week his physicians, hopeless of his recovery, waited for his passing at any hour. But against the inevitable end he made resolute resistance. His will-to-live was strong; his affected heart, weary from a lifetime of overwork, was feeble. As his life seemed to trickle away, citizens throughout the land held their breath in...
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