THIRD PARTIES: The Pink Pomade

Henry Wallace, the Iowa horticulturist, emerged last week as the centerpiece of U.S. Communism's most authentic-looking fagade. The facade was Wallace's helter-skelter following, assembled under careful Communist supervision at a founding convention in Philadelphia and brazenly labeled the Progressive Party.

The non-Communists never had a chance. With his self-effacing wife, Ilo, and eleven pieces of luggage, Wallace arrived triumphantly at Broad Street station. But the Communists, their fellow travelers and their stooges—many of whom deny that they are Communists but all of whom walk the Communist chalk line—were there before him....

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