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...Plaza; the guests included a lot of the faces the Ecuadorian had seen the night before. Afterward, the visitor, who had no work to do, bade good night to protocol, flashed off to a gay affair given by Cuba's peppery Ambassador Luis Machado, danced and drank champagne till 3 a,m. Asked later who was there, Machado said: "Just our favorite people-and the prettiest girls in Washington."* The third night, protocol reigned again: it was Galo Plaza's turn to stage" the dinner, at the Statler Hotel, and all the people, including the President and Dean...
Between planes in Dallas, Madame Minister Perle Mesta gave reporters some inside political dope: General Eisenhower, she said, is not going to run for President. "That is a carefully prepared answer," she assured the newsmen, "only I haven't been able to use it till now because nobody asked me the question...
Tomorrow being June 6, the first Wednesday in June and the second in exam period, the editors will withdraw to the stacks of Widener and the alcoves of Lamont. The presses will not roll again till Thursday, June 7, but, then, no news is good news...
...Director Frank Tuttle (College Holiday), a lean, greying oldtimer, who came all the way from Vienna, where he has plied his trade since 1949. Tuttle was only too happy to unburden his conscience. He had been a Communist, all right, from 1937 till 1947-when the C.P. line got to sounding too violent for his taste. Witness Tuttle ticked off a long list of his ex-party comrades, most of whom had been brought to the committee's attention by earlier witnesses. "There is a traditional dislike among Americans for informers," he admitted. But, said Tuttle, "a ruthless aggression...
Each prisoner had his personal inquisitor. Stypulkowski's was a stocky, yellow-faced major named Tichonov. Meshing physical with psychological tactics, Tichonov soon tightened his prisoner's nerves till they hummed. First, there was the long ominous walk from the cell to the examining room,hands pinned back. Dry-mouthed with anxiety, Stypulkowski might find Tichonov cajoling or coercive but never twice in a row the same. "You German hireling!" (or sometimes, "British spy"), he would rant. "Don't try to cheat the Soviet Union. . . We know everything." Or, satan-smooth...