Portrait Of The Marxist As An Old Trouper
September, 1970
Not since the days of F. Scott Fitzgerald had young intellectuals flocked so fervently to the estate of F. Ambrose Clark. The gatekeeper can tell you about the time the Prince of Wales supped with Ernest Hemingway, H. L. Mencken and the indefatigable Tallulah Bankhead. But by the Thirties, Long Island was too near the Wall Street corpse to be fashionable and, if you didn't jump off Hart Crane's Brooklyn Bridge, you went out to Hollywood to peel grapes with Mae West.But now the Clark estate was o...