Two men were being swept along last week by an onrush of events which were now well beyond their controlor the control of any other individual. They were two men of more than ordinary intelligencewell educated, quiet men caught in what one of them described as a "tragedy of history." Their paths first crossed 13 years ago; but their separate stories began much earlier: one in a commercial artist's household in Philadelphia, the other in a dry-goods merchant's respectable home in Baltimore.
The Profanist. Whittaker Chambers was born in 1901 in Philadelphia, the...
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