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...Republican camp there was the briefest stillness as Vice President Richard Nixon left off campaigning for a short vacation in Palm Beach. It was shattered hours later in Albany when New York's Nelson Rockefeller announced plans for a November invasion of Nixon's own hunting preserve in California, with the implicit promise that the G.O.P., too, faced a real contest for its political blue ribbon...
...Epiphany. No cardboard Santas or reindeer will be permitted. "Decorations must be made of Cuban materials, with traditional Cuban scenes," ruled Senora Antuña, "and Cuban Christmas cards must be used instead of imported ones." Yankee Christmas trees are out; everyone will use the good Cuban palm...
...newsmen last week. "If I can get five days out in the desert somewhere . . . I am going, quickly." No sooner said than gone. Next day, after a luncheon chat with Italy's visiting Prime Minister Antonio Segni, Ike hopped 2,200 miles in his Boeing 707 jet to Palm Springs, Southern California's sunny sandbox. Self-prescribed for a cold he had caught in Scotland: eight lazy days in dry, hot Coachella Valley, at the comfortable La Quinta home of George E. Allen, professional pal of Presidents from F.D.R. to Harry Truman...
Waiting for the President's plane at Palm Springs were red-faced official greeters: as Ike came down the ramp, windblown sand-not brassy sun-tingled his face, forcing him to bend almost double to avoid the sting. Spirits lifted as the President received a brass putter, welcoming gift from the city fathers of the "Winter Golf Capital of the World" (pop. 15,000). Grinning, Ike brandished the putter, climbed aboard a helicopter to fly 14 air miles to the hastily spruced-up Allen home. The housekeeper, Mrs. Emmet Reed, had opened the three-bedroom stucco bungalow...
Golfing, loafing, playing bridge, Ike found Palm Springs less crowded than 5½ years ago, when he was besieged by movie stars, song pluggers, faith healers and unfrocked Indian chiefs. This time, tight security kept away most of the interlopers. Taking his ease with the boys, marking time until this week's return to Washington and a visit from Mexico's President Adolfo Lopez Mateos, Dwight Eisenhower was serenely secluded, well on the way to conquering his nagging cold...