In the tiered ballroom of Manhattan's Waldorf-Astoria Hotel one night last week, some 3,000 fingers, which are normally on the nation's pulse the rest of the year, were curled amiably around tall glasses. Their 600 owners, members of the American Newspaper Publishers' Association, were in town for their annual convention.
Year after year, baseball magnates gather to barter clubs and players. Year after year, motormakers convene in Manhattan to show their cars. And year after year, when A. N. P. A. members gather, it is equally foreordained that they will spend most of their time talking politics and making a big to-do...
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