NEW JERSEY: Hague's End

An old man with a hawk nose, hard eyes and a trap-door mouth stood in the auditorium of a Jersey City high school and harangued a crowd. He had given them the great Jersey City Medical Center, the Margaret Hague Maternity Hospital, he declaimed, his ancient dewlaps shaking above a high, old-fashioned collar. "Will we turn over these buildings," he demanded, "and desert motherhood?" The 5,000 yelled: "No." On & on the old man went, pleading, threatening, appealing for consideration of favors graciously done by a corrupt political machine.

Frank Hague had left his rococo Miami Beach winter home to...

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