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On primary election day last week the sun shone April-fresh on Philadelphiaclear and mild on the bright brass knockers and white Georgian lintels, on the upthrust fingers of factory chimneys above the staring ranks of grimy windows, on the ranked shabbiness of the miles of identical little houses, on the grey enormity of City Hall.
Spring breezes ruffled the sample ballots tacked (illegally) on doorways, fluttered the big tricolor badges of Senator Joe Guffey's busy Democratic heelers (mostly union men on holiday). But for the Republicans it was not a...