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On Sunset Island No. I in Miami's yacht-clogged Biscayne Bay, Marianne Reynolds, who got $2,000,000 and a divorce in 1952 from Tobacco Heir Richard J. Reynolds Jr., sang a $35,000 swan song. Soon off to luxuriate in California, Marianne said farewell to Florida in the style to which Reynolds had accustomed her. Under the bleak gaze of ten gate-guarding cops, 160 servants, two firemen and some 15 dinner-jacketed plainclothesmen who mingled but did not fraternize, about 300 guests jammed for warmth (evening temperature: 48DEG) into two satin-draped tents pitched on Marianne's lawn. They guzzled 200 bottles of pink champagne (price: $11 a fifth) and torrents of other beverages, ate their way through flocks of guinea hens and a whole salmon (length: I yd.), gaped at one buffet display featuring a woolly lamb surrounded by genuine lamb chops. The swan-song theme was carried out by a dozen huge swans, carved from ice, which graced the tables, plus flocks of smaller black-metal swans dangling from trellises in the yard. While a dance band (Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey's), a rhumba outfit and an eight-woman string ensemble blared and sawed away, Marianne, all in pink with a diamond tiara, held court in a bower of pink flowers. Said she, as the new day dawned and the icy swans began to melt a bit: "If I had known it was going to be so cold, I would have had the tents draped with pink mink."

After months of hopeful speculation, the Nationalist Chinese Ministry of Information on Formosa sadly reported that rumors of the death of Red China's Premier Mao Tse-tung have been greatly exaggerated: Mao is not only still alive, but recovering from a year's siege with asthma and other chest complications.

After weighing the merits of white sheets and dark skins, South Carolina's unreconstructed Governor James Byrnes decided that neither the Ku Klux Klan nor the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People fits his idea of polite society. Said he: "I am happy to say that the Klan no longer exists in this state. I wish I could say the same about the N.A.A.C.P."

In a pleasantly domestic scene, Yugoslavia's Marshal Tito, in mufti, and his pretty young (29) wife Jovanka, an ex-Partisan sharpshooter, were photographed strolling with their dog in a snow-mantled park behind their home in Belgrade.

At high noon in Rome, on the twelfth stroke of St. Peter's great bell, Pope Pius XII, after 57 days of confinement with a stomach ailment, appeared at the window of his Vatican apartment, smiled and made gestures of blessing to some 50,000 faithful. The crowd cheered and, as the square echoed to cries of "Viva il Papa!", knelt to receive his benediction. --

On a visit to Milton Academy, a Massachusetts prep school, to see his son John, 18, Adlai Stevenson was asked by the lad whether all his speechmaking was netting any money. Stevenson: "I'm not making money, but I am serving the public welfare." John: "Well, Dad, don't you think it's about time you got a job?"

In Hollywood, Cinemactor Gene Autry, who in his western film fare for kiddies regularly shoots or slugs it out successfully with mustached villains, became the target of a $10,000 damage suit. A clock salesman accused Gene of beating him up "wantonly, maliciously and outrageously" after a street-corner discussion involving their horseless carriages.

_In Tokyo, Japan's Crown Prince Aldhito, 20, passed a rigorous road test and won his driver's license.

British Ballerina Moira (The Red Shoes) Shearer had her picture snapped in London as she practiced the Charleston for a film called The Man Who Loved Redheads, in which red-haired Moira plays four roles.

The Explorers Club in Manhattan invited Sherpa Guide Tenzing Norlcey, co-conqueror of Mount Everest (TIME, July 9), to come from Nepal to feast on American delicacies at its 50th-anniversary banquet, sent him a round-trip air ticket and asked a club member, Greece's Prince Peter, who lives in a Tibetan border town, to help arrange Tenzing's trip. But both Peter and U.S. Ambassador to India George V. Allen got a cold turndown from West Bengal officials, who suddenly discovered that Tenzing could not be spared, even for a week. He was needed, said they, to carry out his duties as chief instructor of a government mountaineering school (which, though projected for months, has not yet been set up). Actually, Tenzing's U.S. invitation had given India's touchy Premier Nehru, through his West Bengal branch office, a fine chance to show his pique over U.S. military aid to Pakistan. Somewhat bruised from his first experience as a political football, Tenzing moaned to Ambassador Allen: "If I know make this much, trouble, I never climb Everest."

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