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...caste Siren Sonoli Das Gupta, 27, wife of an Indian movie director. A delegation from the family of doe-eyed Sonali, mother of two sons, called on Nehru with the obvious purpose of persuading him to rid Sonali of Rossellini, 51. They hinted that Rossellini claimed to be a pal of Nehru's. Neutralist Nehru took sides instanter. "That rascal!" cried he. "Does he say I'm his friend? I barely met him. He's no friend of mine!" Somebody suggested that the family should have hired a gang of goondas (goons) to thrash the rascal...
...words of the title-"They Hanged My Saintly Billy"-were uttered by Dr. Palmer's mother. It was the death of a racing pal, John Parsons Cook, which brought her Billy-saintly or otherwise-to book. The friends' financial transactions were more snarled up than the accounts of a waterfront loan shark, but it seems that Dr. Palmer stood to gain by Cook's death. One night they met in The Raven Hotel, Shrewsbury, to toast the victory of a nag called Polestar. The scene, as Graves engraves it, is worthy of Cruikshank. "Will you take another...
...wring him out of office. Because there is no clear-cut constitutional procedure for impeaching him now, the reformers looked toward September when the International Teamsters open a convention and hold an election in Miami Beach, Fla. First to volunteer to take a crack at Beck was an old pal, Fourth Vice President John T. ("Sandy") O'Brien of Chicago, who announced for the presidency. Knowing Teamsters doubted that...
...truly love! If I were 40 years younger. . ." Then, snapping that she "hates gossip," Elsa bade arivederci to all and steamed up to Milan. There she fell into the trem ulous arms of volcanic Prima Donna Maria Meneghini Callas, last year's enemy, this year's bosom pal. Of Maria: "A fascinating creature . . . the greatest singing actress of our time...
Just Dig a Hole. When Smith was a boy, he and his pals well understood "that the grownup was the natural enemy of the child, and if any father had come around being a pal to us we would have figured that he was either a little dotty or a spy. What we learned we learned from another kid." Smith is appalled to know that "kids in the Little League cry when they lose a game." What sensible man would deny that it was a healthier day when the brat ballplayer, unwashed and ununiformed, never cried "unless he caught...