The Crime

News travels slowly from Washington these days, probably because so few New Dealers venture into these disaffected parts of the realm. A law school professor who has just returned from the Potomac where he had been doing some work for the Labor Advisory Board swears to the truth of the following incident. He was present himself, he says. Last month during the ill-fated munitions investigation, when J. P. Morgan had come down from New York to air his views on finances and housemaids, the law school professor saw him late one afternoon in the lobby of the Shoreham. J. P. was standing alone in front of one of the big windows, looking out over snow-covered Rock Creek Park, whistling a gay tune aloud. On his way to the bar our friend stopped for a moment; he thought he had heard the song some place before. He had; it was "I Got Plenty O' Nuttin'".