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Pickles & Coffee. When the Senate convened on Friday, Cain was ready. Dressed in a tan gabardine suit, fitted out with a rubber urinal strapped to his left leg under his trousers, he took his stand at the front-row desk of Republican Floor Leader Kenneth Wherry. "My fight is for fair play and freedom," orated Cain. The Senate fidgeted as Cain rasped on, reading telegrams from sympathizers, commenting on golf scores, on tents, on veterans. He argued that any community that wanted control could impose it (as New York State had with Tom Dewey's backstop legislation), that "small...
Discreetly, Republicans and Southern Democrats gave him breathers by posing long questions. Three times Wherry wangled short recesses on the pretext that he could get an agreement from Cain. Each time, Cain made a beeline for the washroom, returning to his desk relieved and refreshed. But he flatly refused to compromise. By suppertime, each side had reduced itself to a corporal's guard, left behind in case of a break. The rest slipped off to dinner parties or catnapped on cots in the cloakrooms. Some fortified their spirits with quick nips of bourbon...
...idea of a good lunch is not a Salade Alfred nibbled to the music of violins in the velvety Carlton Hotel, but a rosy apple gnawed at his desk, or a delicatessen lunch thrown together in his office with fruits, home-canned goods and cheeses sent to him by friendly farmers. His idea of relaxation is reading law books. A Mormon,* he never smokes, sips a Scotch highball only when it seems to be the necessary social gesture. Yet, while maintaining the appearance of the man who gets lost behind a potted fern at cocktail parties, the Secretary of Agriculture...
...lobby-sized green-and-gold Hollywood office last week, a wiry, high-domed man gnawed a massive cigar, paced briskly back & forth, and spewed memoranda in a loud Midwestern twang. Occasionally, hypnotized by his own train of thought, he ducked briefly into an open anteroom behind his desk, to stalk an idea among the stuffed heads of a water hog and an antelope, the skins of a lion and a jaguar, the sawed-off feet of an elephant and a rhino. Working in relay, three stenographers dashed into the huge office to scribble notes, dashed out again to rush...
...chase scene, he will rush around his office, crouch behind desks, push over chairs, hide in his anteroom and come popping out with an excited summary of the action. Once his conferees were startled on entering the office to find him prone on the floor under his desk. "I've got it!" he yelled exultantly as they entered. "The guy is under the truck. He's fixing a flat-he's like this. And whack! The truck slips off the jack and down onto his neck! It's great! Great!" Re-enacted on the screen...