The housekeeper at Chicago's Conrad Hilton hotel, although outwardly neutral like all the hotel employees, is wearing (according to Ikemen) an Eisenhower button on her slip. That is one of the latest eve-of-battle bulletins from Chicago, as the city braces for C-day amid tornadoes of campaign literature, jungles of telephone wire, rivers of ice water and the thunderous fizz of headache powders.
A Big Factor. On the Hilton's ninth floor, a huge photograph of Bob Taft proclaims to visitors that they are entering Taft headquarters. Jack Martin (908-A), Taft's executive assistant, is not missing...
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