THE NATION Stain in the Air Autumn came to the U.S. last week with a souse of wet snow on Denver, a spatter of cold rain on South Dakota's Black Hills, a chill wind in Chicago that moved on to New York. Autumn found the nation prosperous as never before, its people uneasy as seldom before.
It was a time of transition and suspension. Along New England's shores, the squeak of a fisherman's oars against thole pins sounded lonely and clear in the fog of early morning, lately shrill with the cries of the...
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