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Mrs. Kitty Markham, Democratic worker, rose majestically above the ruins of the Grange ladies' chicken dinner in Radnor, Ohio (pop. 300). Although she had just had a tooth pulled, Mrs. Markham was in fine elocutionary fettle. She exhorted her listeners in the high-school gym to vote the whole Democratic ticket. Then she dropped one hand on the shoulder of the man sitting next to her. How proud she was, Mrs. Markham said, to be standing beside "my little pal here." Everyone looked at the man, scarcely noticed until then, who sat...
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