What, Canada's Prime Minister was asked, did he want to see most in Washington? "The sun," he replied. He got his wish. Walking through the White House Rose Garden last week, he looked up as the sun broke through the mist and a mockingbird burst into song from the topmost branch of a budding magnolia tree.
The scene had not been quite so auspicious earlier, as Pierre Elliott Trudeau arrived in the capital in a rainstorm. President Richard Nixon's first state visitor looked unwontedly grave, nervously kneaded his hands, and said rather awkwardly that he looked forward to "the information and...
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