DEMOCRATS: Tom-Toms & Cornballs

The donkey, naturally, was feeling his oats. Last week, as the leaders of the Democratic Party gathered in Indianapolis for their big powwow and campaign curtain-raising ceremonies, their mood was confident, almost jubilant. They were a far cry from the bruised, battered and bewildered Democrats of a few months ago. They had sampled victory in Maine, and it tasted good. Through the ornate, musty corridors, bars and bedrooms of the Claypool Hotel wafted the savory odors of more goodies in November. The Democrats could hardly wait.

Love from Harry. There was no genuine business before the national commit tee. The...

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