TAXATION: Self-Defense

As he took the oath the old man's parchment-skinned hand fluttered gently above his head. To his vast relief the courtroom was almost empty. He sat down in the railed-in witness chair, began answering his counsel's questions in a voice so low it could be heard scarcely ten feet away. The three men on the bench leaned forward, hands cupped behind ears. Soon the news of the witness' appearance was buzzing over Pittsburgh. Spectators began to flow in. Within an hour the courtroom was jammed with citizens eager to hear Andrew William Mellon...

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