The door of the U.S. Senate chamber opened one afternoon last week, and a guest was ushered in. Harry S. Truman, tanned and eupeptic, not quite as trim and natty as he used to be (he no longer has a personal valet), beamed as Senators and visitors broke into applause.
Hard Pickup. Without hesitating, the ex-President strode to the desk of his old political foe, Robert A. Taft, the ailing majority leader. The two shook hands, smiled and chatted. Then Truman was ushered to the rear-row seat he occupied for ten years as a Senator. He made a little speech,...
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