The sound trucks bellowed over the plump pumpkins and the crookneck squash of country fairs, at street corners where the fallen leaves gathered in the gutters. Campaigners' voices rasped hoarsely in the crisp autumn air, and high-school bands thumped and oompahed down main streets to flag-draped platforms. The Great American Game of Politics was in full swing.
Neither party was making any sweeping predictions. Among politicians there was more worry than confidence, more caution than claims. The inscrutable voter, who had chastened them all in 1948, seemed even more inscrutable in 1950....
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