At high noon one day this week, an invisible hand parted the red velvet draperies at the front of the U.S. Supreme Court's magnificently plain chamber. Through openings in the draperies and past the gleaming marble Ionic columns stepped nine men robed in black. Eight seated themselves in the black leather chairs at the long mahogany bench; the ninth went with the clerk of the court to a desk beside the bench. After a brief opening ceremony, Clerk Harold B. Willey turned to the man at his side and administered an oath: "I, Earl Warren, do solemnly swear that I...
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