With voting day only two weeks off, Premier Johannes Strijdom last week carried South Africa's election campaign to his sun-baked home town of Nylstroom in central Transvaal. Awaiting him in Nylstroom's town hall was a capacity crowd of leathery Boer farmers, their bosomy wives, and teen-age Nationalist Youth Bunders waving the flag of the old British-hating Transvaal Republic. From the platform a local politico shouted out an introduction in Afrikaans: "Our candidate is the lion of the North. Tonight you are going to hear him roar."
Stabbing the air with his fingers, shaping if like a symphony conductor, gaunt Johannes Strijdom...
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