To every sturdy heart in Tammany Hall the congressional candidacy of young Franklin Roosevelt was a low Harvard trick, and dirty pool besides. The patent inability of the voters to feel the same way stirred a Tammany spieler to baffled rage one night at an election rally on upper Broadway. "Get wise to yourselves," he wheezed heavily. "Do you know where Franklin D. Roosevelt Jr. lives? At the Stork Club."
The clubhouse lawyer had gone beyond his instructions. He was only supposed to refer slightingly to Roosevelt as "Junior." But then, things were out of hand in the late Sol...
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