



The week the record goes blank. Nothing at all is issued from Florida. On the seventeenth the loudest voice on American radio dies and he telephones into television to speak of him — the first time the country hears him since the twentieth of January. On the twenty-second the highest court refuses the election cases and clears eight years of his papers to go to a prosecutor, and that evening five hundred candles burn on the steps of the White House, one for every thousand dead.
Readers' Corner
Letters from the readership on Week 297. Pick a pen name — no account needed.
Opening the mailbag…