National Geographic : 1964 Dec
L'Enfant's wonderful image of the Executive Mansion as "adding to the sumptuousness of a palace the convenience of a house and the agreeableness of a country seat." Eastward stretched the Mall and Constitu tion Avenue, the latter the 19th-century site of a sluggish canal and now the broad main street for a dozen great departments and agencies-Commerce, Justice, Labor, Ar chives-and the vast yet superbly graceful National ;aller of Art. Amid the mosaic of white marble and green lawns, the old red sandstone Smithsonian Institution building, with its medieval-style turrets and battle- ments, stood below like a child's toy castle. We never cluite reached the top of the Mon ument. Our electric winches heated up on the long climb, and Moose decided to stop at 430 feet. Bruce and the foreman, Bud Tharp, went 20 feet higher, but I don't begrudge Bruce that. After all, he took a few personal pictures for me to show my grandchildren-now that I'll probably get to meet them. On the way down I had a close look at the Monument's horizontal line-clearly visible from the platform some 50 yards from the ground-where work on the shaft halted in 1854 for lack of public donations. Congress Biscuit break: White House residents Him and Her, pet beagles of the President, call at his desk for a snack. From the Chief Executive's chair, Mr. Johnson con fers with officials (from left) Adlai E. Stevenson, Am bassador to the U.N.; Secretary of Iefense Robert S. McNamara; Presidential Assistant Hill I). Movers; and Secretary of Agriculture Orville I.. Freeman. Sec retary of State Iean Rusk sits with back to camera.