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Whatever else Sharp's trip may accomplish, it inspired one of the most remarkable cocktail parties ever held in Saigon. Staged by Canada's effervescent chief ICCS delegate, Michel Gauvin, it attracted 200 guests representing an unprecedented assortment of former enemies. On hand was TIME'S Saigon Bureau Chief Gavin Scott to take a few surreptitious notes...
...Lines. South Viet Nam's President Nguyen Van Thieu exaggerated only slightly when he declared that "there is no cease-fire at all." The ICCS chairman, Michel Gauvin of Canada, agreed. "The Joint Military Commission has as yet failed to get an effective cease-fire all over the country," he said. "It has failed to establish lines of demarcation between troops." Indeed, although the level of fighting was declining, there still were some 180 clashes a day-well above the level of many of the quieter periods of the war. For the entire cease-fire period so far, Saigon...
...Premier and an archbishop, addressing the statesman by his first name. He so charmed the prison guards that they regularly let him put on his own leg irons and handcuffs (required for men condemned to death) each evening When Meurant offered to show Part-Time Guard Jacques Gauvin "how they used to put on silencers in the NKVD," the guard was so flattered that he promptly passed his revolver through the bars to the prisoner. The second time he did it, Meurant refused to give it back. "Oh," he soothed, "here we're just one happy family; keep quiet...
...spend their time in the Louvre. One hardly would have expected to see a French revue imported to Broadway and presented in its native tongue with any degree of success. However, it has now been done and the result is far from discouraging. A company managed by J.A. Gauvin began a New York engagement last week with a piece entitled Trois Jeunes Filles Nues, which, for the sake of the censor, was translated as "Three Girls From The Folies Bergere." The book, by Yves Mirande, was innocuous enough and the music, by Raoul Moretti, was light and gay and altogether...