Few men had more friends than big Max Gardner. Ever since he moved from North Carolina to Washington in 1933, the capital's society matrons had welcomed him as a raconteur who added zest. to any party. He was widely admired—first as a roadbuilding, budget-balancing governor of North Carolina, most recently as an Under Secretary of the Treasury in whom businessmen had full confidence. Almost everybody could find something to like about this hearty "liberal conservative" with the homespun manner and the gilt-edged bank account. And almost everybody wanted to give him a farewell...
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