A shrill and crackling hail greeted Herbert Hoover when he and Mrs. Hoover joined Thomas Alva Edison's 82nd-birthday party at the Edison estate near Fort Myers, Fla., early last week. It was deaf Mr. Edison yelling: "Hello, fisherman!"
Then there was a general shaking of hands and a few posings with Mr. Edison standing between his cronies, Motor-Man Henry Ford and Tire-Man Harvey Samuel Firestone, his hands affectionately around their shoulders. Mr. Hoover, sauntering across the street to telephone, saw a group of little girls looking sad because, they thought, they were...
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