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Britain's Foreign Secretary Ernest Bevin was having a friendly dinner with visiting American Legionnaires at London's Savoy Hotel last week. As he referred to "this awful economic crisis," Bevin had a sudden thought. Said he to the Legion's former National Commander Paul Griffith: "I know, Commander, that you will forgive me for suggesting the other day at Southport that you should take the gold out of Fort Knox. It does not seem to have been a very popular speech in America." While the diners laughed, Bevin continued: "Well, I do not mind whether...
TIME, MAY 26, SAYS: "AT THE SAVOY HOTEL HE [PREMIER DREW] GAVE A PARTY FOR ABOUT 400 OF THE UNITED KINGDOM'S BIGGEST BIGWIGS." PREMIER DREW DID NOT GIVE PARTY. TORONTO "GLOBE AND MAIL" . . . QUOTES PREMIER DREW AS SAYING: "i DID ATTEND A RECEPTION AT THE SAVOY WHICH WAS ARRANGED BY A GROUP OF CANADIANS IN LONDON. . . . THE ENTIRE EXPENSE OF THIS AFFAIR WAS BORNE BY THIS GROUP OF CANADIANS AND IT DIDN'T COST ME OR THE ONTARIO GOVERNMENT ONE COPPER...
George Alexander Drew, Premier of Ontario, suddenly turned up (via Trans-Canada Air Lines) in London. He bustled around to see Cabinet members, assorted lords and M.P.s. At the Savoy Hotel, he gave a party for about 400 of the U.K.'s biggest bigwigs. He spent a good deal of time at Ontario House...
Then he whisked off to the swank Savoy Hotel and the first of a dizzy round of lunches, parties and talks with England's tweedy intellectuals. He latched on to many a new idea, spent much time in his second-floor suite redrafting his speeches in the light of what he had heard. At a second press conference he gave his own simplified version of U.S.-Russian relations. He likened the two countries to two big dogs facing each other: "For a long time they smell each other-when they're satisfied, they usually don't want...
...left hand, kept an impatient audience waiting twenty extra minutes at Symphony Hall last Friday night while he practised his trumpet scales. Then, when he finally appeared, and the band swung through a loud and brassy and the band swung through a loud and brassy "Stompin' At The Savoy" it became clear that Louis Armstrong, at forty-seven, was still a vibrant, entrancing stage personality with a beautifully phrased trumpet and a voice that had lost none of its pre-war quality. It also became clear that his band was too loud. The high points came on the old Armstrong...