Just before 3 o'clock one afternoon last week, Mackenzie King walked down a third-floor corridor in Ottawa's Parliament Building, and turned into the comfortable lounge of the Press Gallery. For once there was no one at the card table; only a few reporters were in the room. But the P.M., eyes a-twinkle at his little surprise, waited while the rest were rounded up. Then he gave out his news.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "I'm going off for a little vacation. I am going away for three weeks—if I can make it, four weeks, and I think I...
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