A perspiring white-suited man without any luggage bustled into Springfield one day last week, went straight to the governor's mansion. There he conferred with Adlai Stevenson, darted in & out of offices, up & down stairs, made hectic telephone calls. Then he hurried home to Louisville to get some suits and shirts, intended to hurry back in a few days. He was Wilson Wyatt, Stevenson's new campaign manager.
Why? The choice was puzzling: 1) Wyatt has some local vote-getting experience, none whatever on the national scene, and has proved himself only a fair administrator; 2) he seems to be further to the...
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