We Happy Few Physical Cultist Bernarr ("Body Love") Macfadden, 80, who keeps the public posted on his sustained "Adam Power," took his annual physical for renewal of his airplane pilot's license. Marveled the doctor: "Fit as 35."

Brookwood, England hailed the battle-scarred winners of a father & son golf tournament, Field Marshal Earl Wavell, who lost his left eye in World War I and his son, Major Viscount Keren, who lost his left arm in Africa.

In her home ("The Little Barn") near Lausanne, Switzerland, Princess Anne of Bourbon-Parma, 25, wife of deposed King Michael of Rumania, posed contentedly with her three-weeks-old Princess Margrethe (see cut).

Shirley Temple would reach 21 this week and thus qualify to receive some of the big money she earned as a child cinemactress, including $11,000 won in a libel suit from an English paper that once described her as a 30-year-old midget.

Paris was as gay as ever. The dressy set had recovered from the Four Seasons Ball, and was studying pictorial evidence of the shindig's stylish fauna & flora: Britain's Lady Diana Duff Cooper, wife of the former ambassador to France, as a sad unicorn; Couturier Jacques Fath and Mme. Fath as tame tiger and roe, and Schiaparelli, in something she had run up herself as a carefree radish.

Friends & Countrymen

"I love America and Americans, and anyone who does not like them or appreciate their character is henceforth my enemy," announced British Poet-Novelist Sir Osbert Sitwell, back in England after a lecture visit to the U.S. He had found the American people warmhearted, aware of their responsibilities and impatient of injustice, he said. Another virtue: "The Americans have something which is missing in England today--beautiful manners." Sir Osbert even had a gaudy tribute for New York, "the most beautiful and inspiring of modern creations, the sole heir to Alexandria, Constantinople and Venice." In Pittsburgh, whose smoke she spoofs in her show, Inside U.S.A., Beatrice Lillie (Lady Peel) accepted a nosegay of white roses from Mayor David L. Lawrence, accompanied him to a mountain top for a clear view of the city. ("Fortunately," reported the Pittsburgh Press, "it was a nice day.") With the best of British manners, Bea confided that she had never really thought Pittsburgh was smoky, anyway.

British Actor-Playwright Robert Morley, who has picked up a few prizes in Manhattan for his biggest hit, Edward, My Son, had some thoughts as he prepared to return to London. He was "amazed" at the U.S. public's respect, "almost veneration," for English actors. "It's very lucky for us, of course," he conceded, "but it stultifies the American theater . . . You are always giving prizes and awards to English playwrights and players, a practice which in reverse would never be permitted in England."

The Women's National Press Club promptly announced one of its 1948 "achievement" awards for British-born Actress Madeleine Carroll, for "combining excellence in her chosen career with continuing service to humanity." Other winners: Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt ("Woman of the Year"), 88-year-old self-taught Painter "Grandma" Moses, and Novelist Mary Jane Ward (The Snake Pit).

There's the Rub

Johnny Weissmuller, whose waist measurement outgrew his Tarzan role, was forced to keep in trim for his Jungle Jim role, even with clothes on. The incentive: if he weighs in for a picture at more than 190 pounds, his contract makes him forfeit $5,000 for each overweight pound up to ten. For his second film, after a night in a Turkish bath, he tipped the scales at a safe 190.

Henry A. Wallace's 1948 running mate, Idaho's singing Senator Glen H. Taylor, decided that he was a Democrat after all. With an eye on next year's Democratic primary in Idaho, Taylor piously announced: "I never felt that I left the Democratic Party. I was just like a player that M-G-M loaned to another company."

In San Francisco to make a quick 30% of the gate for refereeing an evening of wrestling, retired heavyweight boxing champion Joe Louis said reports that he is broke are exaggerated. Said Joe: "I could make half a million a year just refereeing fights and wrestling matches . . . I could get myself booked every night in the week, but it interferes with my golf."

New York City's Drama Critics Circle decided to forego the cocktail party at which it usually honors the winners of its annual awards (see THEATER). George Jean Nathan (Journal-American and other Hearst papers), grumpy granddaddy of the critics, was heard to mumble something to the effect that it was "humiliating" to have to mingle with actors. But Colleague Richard Watts Jr. (Post Home News) confessed that this was not the whole story of how the critics really feel: "The melancholy truth is that most of them don't really like each other."

Report from Barber Frederick Harvey, whose shop gives George Bernard Shaw a haircut about four times a year: "Mr. Shaw is getting a little thin on top now, but is still remarkably thick at the sides. He is wearing his beard a little shorter than he used to, but I am never allowed to touch his eyebrows." Shaw likes to chat, and even lets the barber get a word in occasionally, but when the talk begins to bore him, he starts tapping his fingertips together. "I know the sign," says Harvey, "and I shut up."

A Sea of Troubles

Preston Tucker, would-be auto manufacturer whose company has been having its financial troubles, proved that his car can really go, but money was still a problem. In Gary, Ind., he pleaded guilty to racing his Tucker Torpedo 55 m.p.h. in a 40-mile zone, could find only $10 in his pockets to meet a $15 fine.

On the theory that a P. T. Barnum isn't born every minute, Connecticut's Bridgeport, Bethel and Danbury, angling for a Barnum commemorative postage stamp, wrangled over which of them was the birthplace of the Bethel-born showman.

After a visit by Cowboy Cinemactor Roy Rogers, during which some 4,000 swarming youngsters almost swallowed him up before police reinforcements arrived, Denver's Mayor Quigg Newton used his weekly radio chat to apologize for City Hall's unpreparedness. Explained the mayor: "[The police] had no advance knowledge of the effect this particular movie star produces on children."

Onetime Shimmy Queen Gilda Gray, 47, sought $1,000,000 from Columbia Pictures for alleged damages caused by a movie named Gilda, starring "an actress named Rita Hayworth." Charged Gilda: the picture invades not only the privacy of her life, but even that of her shimmy, which the brief defined as "a rhythmical shivering and shaking of parts of the body, synchronized and performed to a personalized syncopated musical rhythm."

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