Last week a statue of Huey Long was unveiled in Statuary Hall in the Capitol. His statue, a hideous bronze, did not seem so much out of place as might have been supposed. The Hall, a ghostly place with mysterious acoustics, is a majestic marble democracy wherein the modest statues of the truly great are crowded out by the effigies of such comparative unknowns as Uriah Rose of Arkansas. George Shoup of Idaho. At night, rats squeak and gibber around the bases of the monuments.
This was the company that Huey joined. The Marine...
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