Most credit for inducing the Lausanne Conference to come to some sort of an agreement last week belonged to snowy-haired, silver-tongued James Ramsay MacDonald who suffered agonizing headaches from overworking his weak eyes. When the long grind of 24 days ended, climaxed by 60 hours of almost ceaseless negotiation, statesmen and correspondents gave way completely to their emotions.
"C'est fait! C'est fait! C'est fait!" cried Premier Herriot of France groggily. "It's done! It's done! It's done!" Espying a blonde German newspaper woman and a brunette French one, he hugged them both at once,...
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