In his chair at the left of Chief Justice Hughes last Monday afternoon, having returned to duty only a week before after an attack of grippe, sat the Supreme Court's oldest and, to some minds most distinguished member. Spectators who had come to hear the arguments in the Strecker deportation case (see p. 14), occasionally glanced at the little, attentive old man, his head, crowned by fluffs of unruly grey hair, dwarfing the narrow, black-robed shoulders. As was not unusual for Mr. Justice Brandeis, he was smiling to himself.
Shortly after noon at...
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