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Like a fire-engine lolloping home from a blaze, the Landon campaign special last week retired in leisurely fashion from New England whither it had gone for the Maine election (TIME, Sept. 21). First, motoring to Nashua, N. H. to board his train, Alf Landon stopped at the roadside to buy a 25? basket of apples, saying tactfully, "I have heard so much about your New England apples." Ignorantly he picked a basket of handsome Gravensteins thereby causing natives, who think their Mclntoshes tastier, to raise their eyebrows...
...crowd cheered as Susanna, lured by several lumps of sugar, finally lifted her swaying trunk to the candidatorial hand. Mr. Landon shook it heartily. Susanna snorted. Boasted Nominee Landon as his train drew out: "She knew me. I distinctly heard her say 'Are you Alf Landon...
Riding to Worcester, Mass., Alf Landon had the company of New Hampshire's H. Styles Bridges (see p. 15), of Massachusetts Henry Cabot Lodge Jr. (see p. 14), of Publisher Frank E. Gannett. Another publisher, Paul Block, had asked and received permission to join the nominee. As the special paused in Worcester's railroad yards, Alf Landon appeared on the rear platform of his private car. Meanwhile, up in front trainmen had uncoupled the special's engine and baggage car. Publisher Block, who is a great & good friend of Publisher William Randolph Hearst, had unexpectedly arrived...
...Even so, Alf Landon did not lack company. Riding along in Massachusetts he talked to Rev. Dr. Frank Buchman, leader of the Oxford Group (TIME, April 20, et seq.). Dr. Buchman discussed God and politics. When Governor Landon stepped out to address a crowd at Pittsfield, he had to show that he was on speaking terms with God. Said...
...Since Alf Landon himself plumped for minimum-wages-for-women in his convention telegram, it seemed improbable that Joe Tipaldo would be employed in the Republican campaign. Already enlisted as a GOP speaker, however, was a more famed New Deal martyr, Fred C. Perkins of York, Pa. Because he could not pay workers in his battery plant NRA code wages, the big, hairy-fisted onetime Cornell footballer went to jail for 18 days, was fined $1,500, became the nation's prime symbol of the "little man" oppressed by NRA (TIME, Dec. 17, 1934 et seq.). Since then...