Sharply at noon one day last week, a crier in a cutaway coat cracked his gavel in the crowded marble chambers of the U.S. Supreme Court. The electric buzzing of voices gave way to a soft shuffling, as lawyers and spectators got to their feet. Out from a break in a heavy red velour curtain came black-robed Chief Justice Fred Vinson, followed by the eight associate Justices. After each had settled into a high-back leather chair, Vinson hunched forward and read from the court calendar: "No. 744, Youngstown Sheet and Tube Company,...
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