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Clutching a snake-headed bamboo cane, a slender, bespectacled Asian in a double-breasted blue suit and a green felt hat arrived in Washington last week; his presence brought to 78 the number of diplomatic missions in the capital. Ourot R. Souvannavong, a 45-year-old jurist, is the first minister to the U.S. from the Oregon-sized, jungle-blanketed kingdom of Laos in French Indo-China...
...Indians, death seemed to be a laughing matter. They would roar with glee when their best friends came down with beriberi or were snapped out of dugouts by the giant anacondas. Everybody, Indian or white, drank incredible quantities of cachaça, the local cane liquor, ate maggoty rice and dried meat, and sank deeper into debt...
...farms around Benares, India's holy city, are nourished by the sacred Ganges. The soil is black and crumbly, as rich-looking as chocolate. Cane grows as high as a man's head. Water is knee-deep in the lush paddies. It is a happy land, where plump little children stand beside the road, laugh and wave to passing automobiles, where slender farm girls, with water jars balanced gracefully on their heads, smile shyly before covering their faces with colorful head cloths. Old men sit in the doorways of mud huts, contentedly puffing on long-stemmed hookahs...
...spite of his pain ("Oh, I can't stand it! I must die! I must go!" he once cried), the ex-President seemed to have one final ambition at McGregor: to recoup his family's fortune by completing his memoirs.* On sunny days, supported by his black cane ("I scarcely ever use my cane in going about my room," says one note. "Often when I go out, I have to look about for it to find it"), he would struggle out of the house to sit for hours on his porch, poring over his work. Though weak...
...Long Way. Two attendants took him under the armpits and hoisted him down the steps. In his left hand he gripped a cane. His right arm was hidden inside a dangling coat sleeve. Thorez looked worried as he noticed the 150 yards he had to go to his car. Flanked by his wife and the saturnine Casanova, he walked with difficulty, taking small steps, with a pronounced limp. It took him ten minutes to cover the distance. Outside the station he struck a smiling pose for photographers, carefully hiding his right arm. Someone said: "How do you feel?" Said Thorez...