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...Daughter of a New York City leather-goods manufacturer, Sharry had emotional problems that sent her to a psychiatrist and may have helped her vivid portrayal of a disturbed teen-ager in The Case for Room 310. One morning last month, at her family's home in Hewlett Harbor, L.I., Sharry Rubin sought emotional satisfaction, probably for an unconscious need, by gorging herself. She put away the equivalent of three full meals, including a lot of meat. In midafternoon she was admitted to Meadowbrook Hospital with crippling abdominal pain; early in the evening, when doctors were about to operate...
...announce that he was "shocked and horrified" at this "needless folly." (He remains a Communist, apparently disturbed only by inept tactics.) In Scotland Mrs. Helen Wolff, sister of top British Communist John Gollan, quit the party in disgust. And to the surprise of one and all, the Very Rev. Hewlett Johnson, "Red Dean" of Canterbury, opened his eyes long enough to announce that "the Dean regrets the executions...
...Dean of Canterbury, Kremlin-loving Dr. Hewlett Johnson, 82, an anachronistic Marxist who still sees the same world that was decried in the Communist Manifesto of 1848, wended his way to Britain's University of Durham, to harangue some 350 students on his threadbare theme of "world peace through trust in the Soviet Union." He had barely begun babbling when seven students entered the hall, bore down the aisle a coffin draped in Hungary's national colors, solemnly rested it before his rostrum. Chirped the Red Dean nervously, as applause filled the building: "May wars cease." After finishing...
Traveling through Communist China, Dr. Hewlett Johnson, the "Red Dean" of Canterbury, turned up at Taerh Monastery at Sining in the remote northwest, where he posed for pictures after discussing matters of mutual interest with two Living Buddhas, seven-year-old Achia, head of the monastery, and the equally youthful Saito...
Addressing a pack of peace-loving fellow travelers, Britain's white-maned Dr. Hewlett Johnson, 82, the Red Dean of Canterbury, tartly reported that he was "shocked" recently to be accosted in London by a prostitute. Said he, in view of his age and clerical garb: "I didn't approve of the girl's taste." Moral of his story: "Such a thing would never happen in the Soviet Union...