Word: duckings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Budget on Main Street. The man really responsible for the Democratic split is none other than the lame-duck (by XXII Amendment) President of the U.S., whom Johnson had written off last January in his own "State of the Union" message to fellow Democrats. With the help of a booming economy, Dwight Eisenhower has managed to sell his balanced budget on Main Street. (Says New Hampshire Republican Norris Cotton: "A lot of fellows used to tell me how alarmed people were back home about the budget, but I never believed it. My voters never cared about these big problems down...
...couldn't control them," says Shirley. "I walked like a duck, so Mother sent me to ballet school to strengthen them. I loved the freedom of expression in movement. From the time I was three, I kept telling Mother, 'I want to be a little dancing gal.' " When Shirley was eleven, her parents moved from Richmond, where she was born, to Arlington. A good teacher in Washington, Julia Mildred Harper, became the reason "I don't have muscles in my legs like most dancers. If you do a little jump, your automatic reaction...
...political present. It seemed all too likely that political opportunists of both parties would declare open season on an Eisenhower deprived of a chance to take his program and his popularity to the polls again. But by last week the President had just about decided that his unique lame-duck position was one of strength, not of weakness...
...done it under almost impossible circumstances. He took over the leadership job after the worst Republican defeat since the sunflower campaign of Kansas' Alf Landon went to seed in 1936. Dwight Eisenhower, barred from seeking a third term, looked like lame-duck soup to the lopsided Democratic majority in Congress. House and Senate Republicans were fighting among themselves, seemed incapable of forming a line of defense against the war-dancing Democrats...
...Retreat. On Duck Island, his sanctuary out of reach of Washington on Lake Ontario, Foster Dulles moved with Janet into a different kind of glory, as a sort of woodsman cosmopolite, expert cook and reluctant pan washer, heating hors d'oeuvres over a Japanese habachi, basting squab chicken on a spit before the open fire, sitting outside on the rocks sipping cognac, watching and identifying birds, staring out across the grey waters he had known...