This week Eleanor Roosevelt curled her claws, wrote in My Day: "And so Mr. Wendell Willkie has been nominated. . . . I do not know Mr. Willkie, but the headline in one of the metropolitan papers yesterday said: 'Willkie aims at unity, defense and recovery.' ... In heaven's name, will anyone aim at anything else? Sometimes I wonder whether we shall ever grow up in our politics and say definite things which mean something. ..."
A master at saying indefinite things is Mrs. Roosevelt's husband. He was never in better form than...
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