To No. 39 West 53rd St., Manhattan, home of Dr. Herman B. Baruch, came one night last week a Committee.* Its six members sat on mahogany chairs around a mahogany table in the large, highceilinged dining room on the second floor, rear. On the cream-colored walls hung portraits of Mrs. Baruch, of Miss Marina Baruch. Over the fireplace a medieval saint, done in bas relief, gazed down upon the company with a disinterestedness born of its 500 to 1,000 years of existence. From early in the evening to early in the morning the Committee...
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