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With jubilation and bloody revenge, Cuba's new government stepped off toward its uncharted, uncertain future. Rebel Fidel Castro came to Havana, the age-old smile of the conqueror on his face. He pushed through screaming Havana mobs to Camp Columbia, stronghold of ex-Dictator Fulgencio Batista's army. The march of los barbudos, the bearded rebels who toppled Batista after two dogged years of guerrilla warfare, was complete...
...either, but maybe the new government will change our feel ings." Later, at Camp Columbia, where 30,000 people waited, he spoke in his high-pitched voice, promising "peace with liberty, peace with justice, peace with individual rights." A white dove flew up from the crowd and settled on Fidel's right shoulder. After two nights of almost no sleep, he bedded down in the Continental Suite of the Havana Hilton, his rifle tossed on a dresser...
Spotted proudly among the bearded troopers as the main rebel army moved into Havana last week were handfuls of gun-toting girls. They were the women of the revolution, who rarely fired rifles but in day-to-day operations kept the hidden rebellion alive. Fidel Castro had a word of grateful praise for "the valor of the Cuban women in the waiting and praying and smuggling of guns, ammunition and messages...
Agog with glory after his fast tour as a "freelance newsman" trailing Fidel Castro's rebels in bar-bereft Cuba, where his trained eye zeroed in on the local frails, thirsted mightily for a stiffer mode of life ("Water to me is undrinkable"), and scribbled notebooks full of tidbits for a biography of Hero Fidel ("We're on a first-name basis"), paunchy Cinemactor Errol Flynn, 49, swashbuckled into Manhattan to praise his friend. "I've admired this man for at least two years," said Flynn, leaning heavily on the Disneylandish bar (fuchsia with pink lights...
Thoroughly versed in the maze of Cuban politics, Ruby does most of her reporting from her desk, gets many of her leads from her radio, which blares steadily in competition with a tape recorder, a television set, and a green parrot, all in the same room. Last week, as Fidel Castro's triumphant procession passed within view of her office, she emerged for her first look at the rebel chieftain. Castro had already paid his respects to her; last November he sent a runner 600 miles with a mountain orchid for the Timeswoman in Havana. Placid and permanent...