WHEN George Higgins Moses characterized certain western Senators as "Sons of the Wild Jackass" two or three years ago, he performed a Caesarian operation upon the American body politic. He delivered upon the door-step of the nation, as fully developed as Jove's martial and menacing offspring, a brood of pugnacious Progressives who had been only so much political protoplasm, and might have remained in that quiescent state for generations. He transformed an inchoate protest into the nucleus of a new party, even though it may yet be years before it functions more than fitfully.
Until the happy Sunday evening when Mr. Moses entertained a banquet hall of hilarious New England manufacturers with this wisecrack at the West, the Progressives in the Senate were only a disunited band of individualists. Except for a few stout-hearted spirits such as George W. Norris of Nebraska, William E. Borah of Idaho and Thomas J. Walsh of Montana, they took their political careers in their hands each time they violated the precepts of partisanship. 'Even this trio often deemed it wise to husband their small store of good will back home, and to forego demonstrations