The Capitol thundered last week with fresh Wet talk, with warnings of civil war, with new denunciations of U. S. Dry agents' use of firearms. What prompted the outbursts:
In Minnesota. Henry Virkula lived in Big Falls, ran a candy store. He had a wife, two children, a car. One day last fortnight he drove them all to International Falls on the Canadian border, started back for home along the public highway after dark. Mrs. Virkula was in the front seat with him, the children asleep in the back. He stopped to light...
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