Volume 14, Number 11 · June 4, 1970
From the City of Lies
By Murray Kempton
Mr. Nixon, who has his nightmares while he is wide awake, cannot sleep at four o'clock the morning of Saturday, May 9; telephones and arouses Helen Thomas, the United Press's White House correspondent, to talk about her predecessor, who committed suicide a month ago; leaves her at last in peace to lurch off to the Lincoln Memorial and a conversation with the young waiting, as he puts it, 'to shout your slogans in the Ellipse.'
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