Wall Street last week beheld an unusual sightMrs. Vincent Astor, slim and chic, standing on the running board of a large yellow automobile shaking a coin box, begging contributions.
This was not the Depression's last paradox. Mrs. Polly Lauder Tunney was similarly begging uptown on the steps of the Public Library. Over the radio, trim Mrs. Charles Hamilton Sabin, wife of the board chairman of potent Guaranty Trust Co., was exhorting a national audience,. So was intense little Mrs. Archibald Roosevelt. Out on Long Island and up in the fashionable suburbs of...
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