The fake Peasant Party A poisoned cigarette Murder in the woods Terror, arson, boycotts A man from the tomb The Boy Scouts get it
THEN we flew home to Poland. There was much for me to do, politically. Our Peasant Party, though old and with roots deep in the land, had not as yet been officially recognized by the new government. Indeed, another party of precisely the same name had been formed by the Lublinites some time before. Though it was Communist-inspired, a large number of its more important figures and rank-and-file members were not Reds. Many were old members of the real Peasant Party, who had been lured into believing the new organization was the old party of Wincenty Witos and myself.
One of my first acts upon getting back to Warsaw was to call upon two old friends who stood high in the officialdom of the bogus Peasant Party. One was its chairman, Stanislaw Bańczyk; the other its general secretary, Boleslaw Ścibiorek. I was an acquaintance, too, of Franciszek Litwin, Minister of Health and a member of the executive committee of the new party.
As a result of my talks with these men it was agreed that the government-