THE CONGRESS: That Man

He was a wretched, sick and snarling little man. But he had the voice of a brass trumpet blaring venom and racism. "I call upon every red-blooded white man to use any means to keep the nigger away from the polls," he had screamed. He had a name that sounded like the chugging of a bullfrog: Bilbo.

Mississippi voters had chosen him as their U.S. Senator—three times in twelve years they had chosen him. Last week he arrived in Washington to claim the seat to which he was entitled by the vote of the...

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