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Wallace, last time. I'm sorry--go back to Lewis.

Perkins:

For instance, Lewis always lived like a king. I don't mean that, quite, but he lived extremely well. I'll never forget one occasion at some meeting, I think it was at a mine workers' meeting here in Washington. I had addressed it, and I had to go back to my office, and I shook hands with him on the platform to say good-by to him and two or three others. He said to me in sort of a pompous way, “Mrs. Lewis will be waiting for you at the rear door in the car.”

I said, “Why, that's very nice of you, I'm sure, but the office is only a step from here, and I don't think I ordered my car.”

“Mrs. Lewis will be waiting for you.”

So I went out the door of the hotel. I think it was at the Hotel Willard. Sure enough, there was Mrs. Lewis, a pleasant little woman, in the most handsome and elaborate car that I had ever seen--an enormous Lincoln with every known gadget and every known bit of plush. Wherever you could have extra plush, there was extra plush. The poster was a pale fawn, you know, and tied down with silk cords. Oh yes, this is the way automobiles used to be built, you know. The little boxes for stationery and jewelry and cigarettes and--I don't know that they were for





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