In gracious Charleston, the still midsummer air was broken by the sound of two Southern gentlemen campaigning. Just before South Carolina's Democratic primary, 4,000 voters had crowded into a ball park to boo or cheer the two voices bursting out of the loudspeakers.
The high voice belonged to Governor J. Strom Thurmond; the gruffer one came from Olin D. Johnston. Both men wanted Johnston's U.S. Senate seat.
"Had I been Governor Thurmond," said the deep voice, "I would never have appointed the Nigger physician of Charleston, Dr. T. C. McFall, to displace your beloved white physician [on the Medical Advisory Board]." At that...
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