Mr. and Mrs. Charles Didier spent a pleasant weekend at Diamond Lake, Ill., swimming, sunning themselves, showing off their three-month-old baby to the neighbors. Then they started for home with little Robert, wrapped snugly in his blankets, tucked in a corner of the back seat. Suddenly the car jolted, the baby fell off the seat. When Mr. Didier stopped the car and picked him up, no wail or whimper came from the tightly wrapped flannel bundle. "He's suffocated, he's dead," cried the father.
Pushing the accelerator down to the floor, he sped to the...
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