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Atop the graceful, rose-colored Gate of Heavenly Peace in Peking last week stood the two plump, 65-year-old men who rule one-third of the earth's people. As lithe girls danced by to the rhythm of bamboo castanets, and nine huge cloth dragons whirled along in pursuit of 60 golden lions, Red China's Mao Tse-tung beamed in the morning sunlight, bland and benign-looking as ever. Beside him, applauding energetically, was Nikita Khrushchev, ruler of all the Russias, who had arrived from Moscow by propjet the day before to help celebrate the tenth...
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