The sun rose red on a city brave with flags. The day came on clear, fair and cold. The sharp wind brought sounds that made people quicken their stepdistant bands playing, far-off police-sirens screaming faintly, the drone of planes high overhead, in wild-goose Vs. It was inauguration day.
People hurried downtown, wearing wool stockings and overshoes, sweaters and extra overcoats, carrying blankets and thermos bottles like a Saturday football crowd. The pavements struck a chill even through overshoes. It was a cold day in Washington, but warm enough out of the wind;...
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