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...promptly broke off diplomatic relations with Bulgaria. Since then, Switzerland has been handling U.S. interests in Bulgaria, and Poland has been looking after Bulgarian affairs in the U.S. In 1956 the Bulgarians re-examined the Kostov case, exonerated Kostov himself-years after he had been executed. The U.S. ever since has been bombarded by the Bulgars with pleas for renewing relations, but the U.S. State Department insisted that Bulgaria drop all charges against Heath (now Ambassador to Saudi Arabia). Bulgaria finally and formally did just that-whereupon the U.S. last week let the Bulgars reopen their mission in Washington, made...
...looks more like a den (a tiger skin, two mounted bonefish, his two-starred major general's flag) than a command post of Government. There he operates with a sort of slipper-and-smoking-jacket informality. He still makes his own telephone calls to Congressmen; no Senator is ever kept hanging on the wire by a secretary. He takes virtually every incoming call ("When I get to Arlington National Cemetery," he sighs, "I'll stop taking them"), even encourages the last little argument, sometimes past the point of productivity. To Persons, it is all part...
Under Ike's belt last week, besides golf, were four days of comparative rest after arduous weeks of working as President even while pitching in harder than ever before on foreign policy during the absence of Foster Dulles. With Congress recessing and rushing out of Washington, the President scheduled a light week. He held his 155th press conference, ranged from summit talk to the possibility of using Texas cabbages to feed out-of-work coal miners in Kentucky and Pennsylvania ("I happen to be one of those people who likes cabbage in all its forms"). He welcomed a gathering...
...awarded him the Gold Medal for Poetry. Why Hodgson? In London last month came the best answer: a 96-page book entitled The Skylark and Other Poems. It was the second major book published by forgotten Poet Hodgson, 87, in a long life of deeper privacy than most poets ever dream of. Strangest part of his story: for 19 years Poet Hodgson has lived in the U.S. in a shabby farmhouse on the side of a hill near Minerva, Ohio...
There is nothing like a ticking time bomb to supply fictional suspense, and perhaps no writer has ever used the device more successfully than Andrey Biely in St. Petersburg, originally published in Russia in 1913 and now translated into English for the first time. Biely (real name: Boris Bugaiev) died in 1934, a political pariah; like Boris Pasternak, he was a Russian who came to see that revolution often destroys more than it creates...