Suppose that U. S. President Coolidge were a bachelor. Then conceive how vexed he would have been last week, if some irresponsible French magazine had displayed a drawing which showed a doll-faced, frivolous-looking woman leaning out over a balcony and captioned ". . . The Wife of the President of the United States. . . ."
Such was precisely the indignity to which M. le Président Gaston Doumergue of the French Republic was subjected by a U. S. weekly, the New Yorker. This sophisticated magazine surely possesses at least one employe who knows that M. Doumergue is a bachelor. Yet, last week,...