Winston Churchill, equipped with an imposing pair of binoculars, took in the races at Windsor, saw his grey colt Colonist II win its second race in two starts.

Elizabeth Arden Graham, shrewd careerist of paddock (Maine Chance Farm) and beauty parlor, observed: "Women and fine horses are much alike. It is strictly a matter of conformation."

Couturier Jacques Fath, in Dallas to accept a fashion prize from the Neiman-Marcus store, got all dressed up in native costume (Western-style plaid shirt by Jacques Fath, glass-studded white leather belt by Neiman-Marcus, blue denim britches by Sears, Roebuck). Concluding that the U.S. square dance is "wonderful, wonderful," he announced that Paris would hear of the sport just as soon as he got home.

Hither & Yon

Retired Politico James A. Farley, on a trip to Europe, dropped in at Castel Gandolfo for a call on Pope Pius XII.

Novelist Sinclair Lewis was off for Europe as "guide for a party of one": his brother, Dr. C. B. Lewis of St. Cloud, Minn., taking his first vacation in 46 years.

Eleanor Roosevelt paid a visit to the Little White House in Warm Springs, Ga., her first trip back since April 1945.

Winthrop Rockefeller was stuck with a $5 fine for doing 50 through The Bronx.

Greta Garbo, determined to be alone, fled from Rome to Ostia for a few days rest before starting work in Paris on her first film in eight years (Balzac's Duchesse de Langeais). When a cameraman caught her strolling the black sands without the protection of her usual droopy hat, she took to cover anyway (see cut).

Hearth & Home

Cinemactor Jimmy Stewart, 41, who gave up being Hollywood's Most Eligible Bachelor five weeks ago, retired from another fast-moving field. After his souped-up F51 won the Bendix Trophy at Cleveland this week, he announced that the ship was for sale: "I can't afford both a wife and a plane."

Mme. Henri Philippe Petain, wife of the old Marshal of Verdun and Vichy, now sharing his exile on the Ile d'Yeu, brushed aside rumors that her 93-year-old husband was so sick that he might not live out the winter. The old warrior still has "no complaints," she reported, but "he is eating his heart out with loneliness. He never sees anyone except me . . . He read the Churchill memoirs, but don't ask me what he said about them. Churchill is a great Englishman--but there, he is an Englishman, and that is all you can say."

Cinemactress Faye Emerson Roosevelt, third wife of Elliott for nearly five years, announced that she was getting a divorce just as soon as she finished work on her current movie, Guilty Bystander.

Mrs. Harold R. Medina, wife of the federal judge at the Communist trial in Manhattan, explained in part her husband's impressive endurance record: since the trial began last January they have not gone to a single party, movie or play, and to church only once (on Easter Sunday).

Said she: "After his terrific concentration on the trial all week--like walking a tightrope--the mere sustained effort of conversation fatigues Harold. He simply cannot spare his energy talking to people." For relaxation on weekends in Westhampton, N.Y., the judge has been rereading all of Dickens ("So far removed from the trial"), playing golf, billiards, and going out in his boat to watch the sailboat races.

Cinemactress Ginger Rogers, 38, decided to divorce third husband Jack Briggs, 29, onetime movie bit player, after 6 1/2 years of marriage. Not only did he "refuse to come home at a decent hour like a good husband should," Ginger complained, but he never even produced "a good, solid excuse."

The Little Things That Count

Miss Arizona, trim (5 ft. 4 in., 106 lbs.), brunette Jacque Mercer, a rancher's daughter from Litchfield, was crowned Miss America of 1949. She won over a field of 52, after preliminary victories in the bathing-suit division and talent class (she wowed them with a dramatic reading of the death scene from Romeo and Juliet). Her prizes: a $5,000 scholarship (which she hopes to take at Stanford), a $3,000 Nash sedan. Her plans: "Marriage first, a career second."

White House Aide Harry Vaughan sized up the situation in Pittsburgh, where he drew more vociferous cheers than his boss during a brief personal appearance: "I did pretty well. I might come back here some time and run for sheriff."

Hollywood blandly announced plans to film a biography of Sigmund Freud.

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