Outside the quiet conference rooms in the State Department building leaves floated down from Washington's elms, scratched along the sidewalks, skittered under the feet of pedestrians. Inside, the Western world examined its problems and planned its plans (see INTERNATIONAL).
But beyond the guarded rooms, two
U.S. voices spoke with a candor that told more of international fact than all the diplomats' cautious communiques. At the National Press Club, Michigan's Arthur Vandenberg was delivering what he knew might be his valedictory. The X ray had revealed a lesion on one of his lungs and soon he would enter a hospital, possibly for...
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