Tom Dewey got hit twice last week, once by a flying thermos jug, when his train crashed in Oregon, and once by Franklin Roosevelt.
The Champ had swunga full roundhouse blow. And it was plain to the newsmen on the Dewey Special that the challenger had been hit hardas plain as when a boxer drops his gloves and his eyes glaze.
The Dewey radio would not work that night, as the Dewey party rolled through the flat Arizona desert, eastbound from California after a full week of campaigning on the coast (see below). But the reporters'...
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