To wealthy, trim, fiftyish Mrs. Rushmore Patterson of Manhattan and Washington, sometime Prohibitionist, occasional poet, politician, busy bee, life in the last 25 years has been just one Cause after another. Two months ago, with no immediate Cause to occupy her, ardent Mrs. Patterson had time to contemplate something that had been bothering her. What this thing was she was not sure, but it had something to do with foreign isms, and was probably due to hard times.
"I felt it so strongly I just burst!" she says. "I got busy." Soon, after running...
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