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Last month, austere, frugal Premier Jivraj Mehta (friend and personal physician to the late Mohandas Gandhi) wrote his sovereign a letter. "Instead of spending time and money on rearing horses and running races . . . Your Highness [should] have looked after the proper administration of the state ... I need not say more. It is only the blind that ignores the signs and portents." The Maharaja went to the U.S. to buy some more horses. Last week, the Baroda legislature let go. "His frequent and prolonged absence from the state resulting in complete neglect of his duties," said a majority resolution...
Helpful Push. In less exalted moods, Ben-Gurion goes quietly and industriously about his work of running Israel. His work day of twelve hours is broken by a frugal lunch at a small hotel with other government workers. Colleagues call him by his surname or, occasionally, E.G. During the fighting he slept at a boarding house near his office. Nowadays, he goes home to his wife, a nurse from Minsk whom he met and married in Brooklyn. Ben-Gurion has no close personal friends, but he is widely respected for his ability and his unassuming simplicity. Last week...
...words of his memoirs, John Nance Garner, a frugal man with praise, had almost none for Franklin Roosevelt. Last week, in Collier's magazine, he got around to a judgment: "Roosevelt made a good President for four years, and could have been a great one in the second four...
Sprig of a wealthy Lorraine family, Robert Schuman has been a parliament member since 1919, got his first ministry in 1940. A hard-working widower of frugal tastes, he lives in one room, takes all his meals at the Assembly restaurant, where the prix fixe is 120 francs ($1). The Nazis arrested him in 1940, but he escaped after seven months in a German fortress...
Farm to Market. The Colonel rises at 9 a.m. in his 35-room Georgian mansion (begun by grandfather Joe Medill the year Bertie was born) at Cantigny,* his 1,000-acre farm near Wheaton, Ill. Over a frugal breakfast of coffee and juice, he scans the Trib's fat, one-star final and Marshall Field's skinnier Sun, tearing out clippings. He scribbles swift notes on them and stuffs them into his pocket for delivery to his editors. For an hour he strolls Cantigny's gardens and rolling fields (now mostly idle). He has given up riding...