It was only 10 a.m., but the square in Perryville. Ark. (pop. 719), was already sizzling in 90° heat. Clustered beneath shady oaks on the lawn of the county courthouse were 50 or so ginghamed and gallused townspeople. There were over-ailed men with weathered impassive faces, women with hair combed back severely into tight round buns, country-pretty girls in the early 20s. and children scooting mindlessly through the throng. Silently and intently, they listened as Orval Eugene Faubus, Governor of the sovereign state of Arkansas, told why they should keep him in the air-conditioned splendor of the Governor's mansion...
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