Acidulous, hard-bitten Philip Snowden, the only member of the Labor Party who has ever been Chancellor of His Majesty's Exchequer, stumped into a London court, last week, on his heavy, rubber-tipped crutches.
"I congratulate you for coming forward, Mr. Snowden," said the pompous, beehive-wigged judge. "It is not everyone who would have the courage to do it."
Entered a policeman escorting Miss Bertha St. Clair Mason, 48, charged by Mr. Snowden with attempting to blackmail him. "I will break you politically and socially," threatened one of Spinster Mason's letters, "because you betrayed me 20 years ago." Under cross-examination she admitted writing...
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