At last Terry has consented to recognize our mental superiority without unnecessary trials and has promised to forget all cuts for the day. We don't know where we're going--but what's the odds? We wouldn't get there if we had a pocket map. Just send your cup and tuck away some of the Right Stuff for future use. Then stand by.
THE TIME--8.30.
THE PLACE--Widener's steps.
THE PASSWORD--"Edwards for President."
THE COUNTERSIGN -- "Down With Pussyfoot."
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