Atlanta Daily World

The Curtains Fall On The Career Of Secretary Dulles

An old adage used to run - "give me my flowers while I can see them." Thusly have come the days of John Foster Dulles, whose contribution to his country and the world has not been paralleled since the birth of this republic.

It is with sorrow now that the nation loses his fine counsel, his liberal policies and his good relation that has kept the world, in a manner, at peace.

To him fell the blue-printing of this nation's foreign policy, its selection of those key countries that held the balances of peace in their scales, that a meditation might ensue to the cause of keeping a world family out of the chaos of war, disease, unrest and finally abject poverty.

Hardly any individual has made more mileage in airplanes and hardly there is a place in the pale of the free world upon which he has not set foot.

From a top New York lawyer, to a short span in the United States Senate and an advisor to former President Truman, he came to the post of Secretary of State.

At this post he literally wore himself out. Even during the days of his previous illness, he would take hops to Siberia, Australia, Italy, Spain, Arabia and Rhodesia. He was the ambassador-goodwill-diplomat-at-large and that world prince of good fellows.

His picture in the newspapers shows him now a faded, tired-looking care worn man, bent beneath the laurels of everlasting dignity and undying honor. He limps along on his stick like 'The Last Leaf' in Oliver Wendell Holmes famous legend embalmed in his poetic masterpiece.

Not even the President of the United States was better known, nor listened to with more genuine intense interest. His story is a top place in the annals of American statesmanship and wherever the fellowship of nations and the brotherhood of man are taught, there runs one name in letters of burnished gold, John Foster Dulles

He carries from his high office that deep respect, burning regret and the prayers of a troubled old world which seeks through his planning the ramparts of a lasting peace; a peace that will love the nations of the earth into everlasting-good-will

John Foster Dulles, now in the dotage of possibly his last illness, belongs to the ages.