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Carefully J.D.R. Jr. stepped out of his car, walked indoors, and soon afterward was busily going through a sheaf of papers at his kneehole desk in the small office to the right of the front door. Though nominally retired since 1954, he is interested in many of the island's good works. Unobtrusively, he is building a small public park on the old Dane estate on a scenic headland near Seal Harbor, acquiring more land for the island's roomy Acadia National Park, paying the hospital bills of a local family, laying plans for the removal of more...
Prime Minister Louis St. Laurent interrupted his vacation last week to put in a few days at his Ottawa desk. To a newsman's familiar question, he gave a frank answer: the government has no plans to call an election this year. Most Ottawa politicos are now convinced that the government will go to the people next June. By then, the long-delayed Trans-Canada gas pipeline should be operating, thus eliminating one potentially damaging campaign issue, and if revenues continue high, the government may also be able to cut taxes just before election time...
What keeps Stevenson on the go is a paradox as a roving correspondent of the Star, he takes his orders from the city desk, and whenever he runs out of assignments and returns to Toronto, he is routinely assigned to the 7 a.m. rewrite shift to work on obits. To avoid this, he thinks up his own assignments, e.g., hunting the Abominable Snowman in the Himalayas, when the foreign front is relatively quiet...
...Georgian mansion in northwest Washington, where he lives with his wife Cynthia (a daughter of Davis Cup Donor Dwight Davis) and three children (Cynthia, 12; William McC. Ill, 9; Diana, 7), Martin spends his evenings poring over the financial reports that sprout in 2-ft. stacks on his mahogany desk and bookshelves at the Fed. Punctually at n o'clock, Martin goes...
...delegation got as far as Strydom's secretary, only to be told that the Prime Minister was out. The delegation dumped their petitions on the secretary's desk and returned to tell the crowd what had happened. From the audience came cries of "Shame!" The leaders then called for 30 minutes of silence as a nonviolent protest. Obediently the women rose, and raised their hands, thumbs turned upward in the salute of the National Congress...