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That Word Liberty. Each Pope, as he receives the triple tiara at his coronation, is reminded: "Thou art the father of princes and of kings, Pontiff of the whole world." Far more than shrewd, blunt Pius XI, or ascetic, aristocratic Pius XII, Pope John did seem like a universal father, and his teaching voice reached not only 558 million Roman Catholics but all men. Two of his encyclicals may rank as classics, and they caught the imagination of many outside John's church. In Mater et Magistra (1961), he brought up to date the tradition of Catholic social teaching...
...Smiling tenderly, the hero slips a ring on the finger of his bride (Dorian Gray), and the priest declares them man and wife. A jeweler in the wedding party steps forward with a diamond tiara. "Father,"' the groom says piously, "I have brought a little gift to the Virgin." The priest accepts it gratefully: "How good of you, my son." The jeweler walks briskly out of the church, clutching a fat check from the groom and confident that, even if it bounces, the priest will honorably render unto Caesar. But the instant he is out of sight, the "priest...
Iran's Tiara. Two of the world's youngest queens won their life of privilege for the oldest of dynastic reasons-the ability to bear an heir. By the constitutions of vast Iran and tiny Jordan respectively, the dynasties of Reza Pahlevi and the House of the Hashemites may continue only so long as the monarch has a son to succeed...
...with a Left Bank haircut and a razor-thin purse when the Shah beckoned. After two years on the Peacock Throne, Farah, as Washington discovered during the Shah's U.S. trip in April, is charming, poised, and possessed of an Arabian Nights' ransom in emerald and diamond tiaras, earrings and necklaces. She has plunged energetically into social work, started redecorating the royal palaces and, say court officials, has only to smile to earn another tiara from the impassioned Shah...
Beneath the crystal chandeliers at the St. Regis Roof, an ornate auditorium that tops Manhattan's St. Regis Hotel like a tiara, sat a glistening segment of New York's feminine society. The girls had gathered for the usual ritual: a fashion show (this one a benefit in memory of Mrs. Angier Biddle Duke, who died in a plane crash last year). As usual, the crowd vied in splendor with the mannequins displaying the new summer modes. Mmes. William Woodward, George F. Baker, Frederick Gushing and John R. Fell turned out with their fanciest friends, some sporting...