Sleeper Summoned

A hot, tired young man boarded a Pullman in Washington one night last week, squeezed his lanky length into a berth, went quickly to sleep. Half hour later, as the train was clacking through Maryland, another man tiptoed down the aisle, parted the green baize curtains, popped a package of papers on the sleeper. The man in the berth rose up, seized what had struck him, hurled it at the intruder. The man in the aisle picked it up, tossed it back into the berth once more. Swish, the package came sailing out of the berth a second time. The other man retrieved it, laid it back on the Pullman passenger, walked away.

Next morning the nation learned that Secretary of Agriculture Henry Agard Wallace and a U. S. Deputy Marshal had been playing a midnight game of volley ball with a Federal court summons. In Baltimore a suit had been filed by Royal Farms Dairy questioning the constitutionality of AAA, naming Secretary Wallace a defendant. Unable to tag him in the District of Columbia, the process server had seized the opportunity of cornering the sleeping Secretary while he was rolling through Maryland on his way to Chautauqua. N. Y. to deliver an address.

At Chautauqua Secretary Wallace said he did not recall much about the affair. "I was too sleepy and tired to really know," he said. "I was expecting some kind of nutty performance."

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