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Britain's heiress is called "Princess" by right of her royal birth, but she has no title in the peerage, and is rated a commoner by law. She is medium tall (5 ft. 4 in.), slim (cameras give her a falsely hefty look), full-bosomed, with brown hair, a creamy, fair complexion, blue eyes, and white teeth (a shade oversize). She has neither her father's shy reserve nor her mother's dazzling charm. Last week, as she stood unobtrusively at her father's elbow, she frequently seemed plain bored. But those who looked sharp could...
...another memorial to be dedicated. Princess Elizabeth complained to a friend that she was meeting very few young people. She pouted: "You would think that they almost forgot that Margaret and I were coming, when they planned the program." But the South Africans were sharply aware of the royal heiress...
...Buckingham Palace, just as she might have in some U.S. Middletown, the heiress to the throne had her own troop of Girl Guides, the 7th Westminster Company, organized by children of Palace staffers. The Queen gave the girls a company flag, and in time Elizabeth worked her way up to be patrol leader-"a distinction," her official biographers carefully point out, "achieved only through merit." At Windsor Elizabeth was the Bosun of the Kingfisher Patrol of the Sea Rangers (seagoing Guides), and woe betide any Ranger who came aboard the flagship (a whaleboat presented by King George) like a landlubber...
Prince Charming? The great question mark that hovers perpetually over any heiress has never left Lilibet. Since she was first able to blow a kiss from her cradle, Britain's cooing matchmakers have been at work on her. When the Princess took to nightclubbing, the speculation, abetted by trigger-fingered columnists, increased tenfold, until any sleek young lord seen dancing twice with Lilibet was a marked man. Since she seldom sits one out (she is a gifted and tireless dancer), the field was enormous. But during the last year it has narrowed to a single contestant: a well-scrubbed...
Yellow Glare. At 18 the heiress to the throne came of age, imperially, ready to assume the Crown if her father died. As a private person she would not come of age for three years. The question of her official debut could be put off no longer, and in 1943 the wartime Princess was officially introduced to her people in the vivid, yellow glare of the blast furnaces in a Welsh tin-plate mill. Miners, factory girls, housewives and dock hands turned out by the thousands to cheer her on a two-day tour. Denied the privilege of hailing...