Last week 1,500 bankers, exporters, importers, shippers, diplomats took over San Francisco's Palace Hotel for the 27th National Foreign Trade Convention, gloomiest in many years. Convention managers spent hours on the telephone, trying to round up enough delegates with white ties and tails to fill out the head table. Palace Hotel officials could not remember a convention that had done so little drinking. For three evenings the bar of the Pied Piper Room was lined with fresh glasses, iced and ready for the Martinis for which the bar is famous. The ice...
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