Last week a memorable meeting came at last to pass. Alfred Emanuel Smith and Herbert Clark Hoover spent 25 minutes together in the J. C. Penney sun-parlor at Miami Beach, trading yarns, smoking long black cigars, laughing, being good fellows
Miami press-agents first tried to maneuver this meeting, but John J. Raskob snatched it from their greedy fingers. Eleven o'clock at Belle Isle was the hour. Smith skipped his breakfast to make it on time. With care he picked his Mtire—silk-faced cutaway, striped trousers, silk-topped patent leather button shoes, semi-formal overcoat...
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