The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-02

worked out in time and the up- roar subsided.
 Sleepy delegates were late in ar- irving at the conyention hall for the 8:30 D. m., meeting after a f2-hour session that had kept them in their seats until long af- ter dawn.
 The word went out that the deadlock persisted. What with the price of breakfasts and beer in big town that was the worst pos- sible news. Then an electric rumor swept the hall and set the Texas dele- gates on their heads. Speaker John N. Garner had released the Texans. James A. Farley, Roose- welt manager and ex-amateur pol itician, tried to drink a package of gum and chew bottle of pop. l A few Texans said 'it ain't so." But the war was over. McAdoo finally prevailed over the bowling mob. Texas and California went to Roosevelt together. There began immediately the only effective and efficient parade that can occur in political gather. ling save only that final resort of | disenters which is 10 walk out Last nights parade was in tha other direction. It was 3 pell. mell, breathless, unstoppable stam- pede to the speakers platform o1 favorite sons and their represen- tatives.
 They arrived panting to explain tc the big cop on the gate that they l had to get right up there ana tel I the folks that they were trading all hope of a White House desk anc chair for any old kind of riding space that could be had on the | Roosevelt band wagon,
 | Cermak announced the alleg lance of Illinois. Governor Alber c. Ritchie had his brief say througf a microphone from the floor.
 The proxy of Governor William
 (Alfalfa Bill) Murray almost miss ed the Roosevelt special. The bil COD had never heard of John A
 Simpson or the National Farmer
 Union.
 "Get me Senator Wheeler.
 screamed Simpson.
 "Outside," said the cop.
 But Simpson, an Oklahoman witl
 Murray's votes for Roosevelt on th'
 tip of his tongue, was not being pu
 off by the police. He shouted som
 more, finally attracted the atten
 tion of persons on the platform an
 soon was up there and addressin
 the crowd.
 "Who in the hell is that guy? {? the officer inquired.
 John A. Simpson," he was tolC
 "Well, I never heard of that guy | o11 S.iUhf p fh
 officer said and hoped the matte would drop there. It did.
 Delegates, meantime, were cage but exhausted. There was on whooping descent on the platforr when all but half a dozen or so (
 the state banners were clustere
 there. Farley grinned. A bevy (
 Roosevelt for President Unite
 States senators slapped each othe
 on the back.
 That crowd was tired. Perhar
 1t was just as well. There were few silent, sore spots among tn
 cheering hundreds. sAlfred B. Shit was not one of those who SUI 2 rendered his battle to stop Roose
 welt, He lost but he didn't quit. O , the final roll call eight states gay I him vote, Connecticut, Massachu
 setts, New Jersey, New York, ohi : and wisconsin. Rhode Island an |, Pennsylvania. - And Massac chusetts was particu , larly unhappy. All its 36 votes wer k for Smith. Word passed that some ' one might try to take the Massa , chusetts standard into the Roose l welt melee.
 John D. o'Connor. Boston. an 5 former Holy Cross football sta F decided otherwise. He recruited V } E. Tryn, Stockbridge. Edward !
 o'Hearn. Brockline, and Miles ( 7 Neff, Fall River. Ii Together these four, sealing 1s