Mexico was full of fiesta for Sunday's presidential election. Never before had the Federal Government registered voters for an election, never before had so many planned to vote. Never had the prospect of an honest election been so real.
For months both candidates had chugged up & down the broad boot of Mexico. From the choking desert of upper Sonora to the Mayan tombs of Yucatán, they had harangued enthusiastic, tamale-bolting, beer-guzzling crowds. Because Miguel Alemán was backed by the big Government machine, which had more beer, his crowds were largest. But...
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