"I just can't understand what all these fellas are so worked up about," said an old man in overalls. He was listening to Harold Stassen on the green courthouse lawn at Dallas, Ore. "This man and Governor Dewey come all the way out here and wear themselves out. We ain't got that much voice in the convention—we only got six electoral votes."
There were a lot of Oregonians who felt just like the old man. They had never had so much attention from a candidate for state office, let alone from a presidential aspirant. But Harold Stassen desperately needed Oregon's...
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