While pals from his Soho past gleefully designed him a coat of arms showing a camera over a unicorn, Antony Armstrong-Jones, Earl of Snowdon, unabashedly unpacked the tools of his old trade to take the first pictures of Princess Margaret with their 2 1/2-week-old son, David Albert Charles, Viscount Linley.*The results were acclaimed as "superb" by fastidious Royal Photographer Cecil Beaton and must have been equally gratifying to Retired Photographer Armstrong-Jones, who, peddling his shots at up to $9 a print, was taking home his first earnings in 18 months of royal matrimony.

The seasonal rains descended on the miasmal coast of southern New Guinea, and with them came the end of the air search for Anthropologist Michael Clark Rockefeller, 23, last seen a fortnight earlier swimming away from his capsized boat in the shark-ridden Arafura Sea (TIME, Dec. 1). Though missionaries and Papuan natives doggedly beat on through the increasingly impassable bush, the Australian rescue helicopters departed--as did Michael's father, New York's Governor Nelson Rockefeller, who, upon his arrival at Idlewild Airport, first began to use the past tense in describing his adventurous youngest son: "He knew no fear. He loved life. He was never happier than he was out there these last seven or eight months." Then, drawn and drained but still "praying for a miracle," the Governor set off for a heartbreaking report to his estranged wife, Mary Todhunter Clark Rockefeller.

Millionaire Pasta King Giovanni Buitoni finally had a feather in his cap that wasn't macaroni. Achieving the "fondest dream" of his 70 years, would-be Basso Profundo Buitoni hired Manhattan's Carnegie Hall and packed it with friends and employees from his Hackensack, N.J., headquarters to make a rafter-rattling concert debut. Belting out arias from Rigoletto and Ernani, the Italian-born industrialist brought the momentous evening to a wildly bravoed climax by joining Metropolitan Opera Star Licia Albanese in a duet from Don Giovanni and smothering her with kisses as a reward for "carrying" him. "As Don Juan," appraised the New York Times, "Mr. Buitoni made up for the lack of power in his singing with the ardor necessary for the role."

From Windfall Widow Alicja Kopczynska Purdom Clark--who during the week downgraded her age from 32 to 28 and doubled her estimated inheritance (TIME, Dec. 1) to $20 million--came new light on her 13-day marriage to the late Singer Sewing Machine Heir Alfred Corning Clark. Insisted the Polish-born playgirl, who dabbles in painting between cafe society rounds: "This money would have been left to me whether I married Mr. Clark or not." Echoed her attorney: "Even if the marriage [Clark's sixth] had not survived, she would have gotten it all." Why? Well, explained Alicja, noting that she was "in no hurry" for another husband and couldn't expect to find one "as intelligent" as Clark, there had been a certain "mental communication."

By the time he became a Lutheran preacher at 24, Albert Schweitzer had already begun to question orthodox Christian doctrine and to hedge on the divinity of Christ. Last week, from its Boston headquarters, the Unitarian Church of the Larger Fellowship (which ministers to isolated believers by mail) announced somewhat uncertainly that the 86-year-old jungle doctor, who won the 1952 Nobel Peace Prize, had accepted "honored membership" in Unitarian ranks. Was Schweitzer renouncing Lutheranism? His own eclectic exegesis: "For a long time now I have had connections with the Unitarian Church. Yet there is no question of my breaking with the Lutheran Church. I am a Protestant, but above all I am a scientist, and as such I can be on good terms with all of the Protestant churches." As for the matter of the Trinity, which Lutherans affirm and Unitarians deny, Schweitzer wondered rhetorically: "Did Christ or Saint Paul believe in it?"

His lower lip had the same courageous thrust as in the wartime posters, but the sturdy, bulldog head was sunk deep into slumped shoulders, and the pale blue eyes were watery and weary when Sir Winston Churchill tottered slowly into the House of Commons as Big Ben struck 3 on his 87th birthday. "Hear, hear, hear," rolled out the traditional Commons welcome, until it beat like a native drum. Then came a few most unparliamentary hurrahs (with nary a reprimand from the bewigged Speaker), and the "right honorable member for Woodford" slumped into his lifetime front-bench seat. A government spokesman saluted the occasion, and the Loyal Opposition, represented by Hugh Gaitskell himself, continued in gracious kind. Then Sir Winston, in his first words from the floor in six years, muttered with quiet emotion, "I am very grateful to you all." Minutes later, Prime Minister Harold Macmillan made his customary question-period appearance and began: "Perhaps before answering this question I may be allowed to add my tribute to the greatest of my predecessors . . ." What was later officially written off in Hansard, Britain's Congressional Record, as "Interruption," had provided one of the most moving moments in the history of Commons.

Effervescing over the upcoming first season of her fledgling New York Mets, Major Stockholder Joan Whitney Payson, wife of Industrialist Charles Shipman Payson and sister of Publisher John Hay Whitney, assured an interviewer that her socially impeccable family had always confined its patronage to the National League. Single instance of backsliding: "The time that Wheaties was running a most-popular-player contest. Mother [the late Mrs. Payne Whitney] called the cook and asked her please to buy lots of Wheaties for the children and to clip the box tops so she could vote for Joe DiMaggio."

From an interview at Bogor Palace outside Djakarta, Cindy Adams, wife of Comedian Joey Adams and an occasional North American Newspaper Alliance correspondent, came away with the most authoritative analysis yet of Indonesia's President Sukarno, 60. Sukarno's own description of Sukarno, as Cindy told it: "Sukarno is a great lover. He loves his country. He loves music and art. He loves women. And he loves himself." Then, relaxing into the first person, Sukarno amplified: "I'm Gemini, twins. Because I'm two halves, I can exhibit all shades and lead all peoples. I am the all-embracing."

As the parochial-school children who greeted him at Dallas' airport tunefully informed him, the eyes of Texas were on Amleto Cardinal Cicognani, 78, the first Vatican Secretary of State to visit the U.S. since Pope Pius XII--then Eugenio Cardinal Pacelli--was here in 1936. In Texas for the four-day Congress of the Confraternity of Christian Doctrine, the No. 2 man in the Vatican also enjoyed an old-home weekend in Washington (he was for 25 years apostolic delegate to the U.S.), where he displayed a sufficiency of hesitant English to parry the press. Grilled by a Texas newsman on the existence of a church underground in the Soviet Union, the Pope's foreign minister smoothly responded: "We stress spiritual values; these are a far-above-ground movement."

After 18 years of wedlock and two children, one of Hollywood's few surviving dream marriages went under. Announced the joint communique of Pop Singer Dinah Shore, 44, and Cowboy Actor George Montgomery, 45: "Mr. Montgomery is no longer living at home. There is no dramatic reason for the split, and the decision was reached without rancor by either party."

With an 8 a.m. rendition of For He's a Jolly Good Fellow by the Dreher High School Band, the citizens of Columbia, S.C., launched a long-planned tribute to their most prominent local dignitary and his wife. Fifteen hours and two testimonial banquets later as "Maude and Jimmy Byrnes Day" drew to a close with a home-taped video spectacular tracing his rise from court reporter to F.D.R.'s "Assistant President" and Harry Truman's Secretary of State, James Francis Byrnes, 82, arose to comment: "Few people have the opportunity to hear themselves funeralized. Momentarily, I expect the chairman to say, 'Don't he look natural?' "

*The viscount's first name, palace spokesmen frigidly insisted last week, honored his father's Welsh ancestry and the Queen Mother's late brother, Sir David Bowes-Lyon--not the outcast Duke of Windsor.

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