National Affairs: Hail & Farewell

Within a space of days, old (74) Alben Barkley was swept into such riptides of excitement, wild hopes and shattering delusion as few men ever know in a lifetime. On the very eve of the convention he heard heart-lifting news: the Administration, fearful that Stevenson could not be drafted, uncertain of other candidates, was turning at the eleventh hour to him.

He hurried to Chicago, buoyed by a strong old man's fierce pride, strutted five blocks through heat and applause, and girded himself to grasp the ultimate prize. Then, with cruel suddenness, the prize...

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