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In some of the tersest repartee since Calvin Coolidge's grunts were supposed to speak volumes, Earl Attlee, 73, Britain's former Laborite Prime Minister, met and bested circling Chicago newshawks. What are the touring earl's impressions of the U.S.? "Very large." Could Attlee expand on that comment a bit? "Very large and very wealthy." Attlee's views on the revolt-torn island of Cyprus: "Difficult problem." Will the U.S.'s new Middle East policy help to warm Anglo-American relations? "Can't tell yet."

At a Manhattan meeting of liquor dealers, Massachusetts' boyish (39) Democratic Senator Jack Kennedy rose to help hail Charles Berns, the co-founding "Charlie" of Manhattan's famed "21" restaurant (see BUSINESS) and guest of honor as a benefactor of Massachusetts' decade-old Brandeis University. Getting a glowing introduction, Jack Kennedy seemed startled, then smiled and disclosed some spirits in his ancestral tree: "My grandfather had a saloon and my father was in the liquor business, and I don't usually get such a warm reception from people to whom my father sold something."*

Shapely Tenley Albright, 21, once a polio victim, now Olympic figure-skating champion (first U.S. woman to win that laurel), announced her withdrawal from rink competition. After only three years as a brilliant premed student at Radcliffe college, Skater Albright has been accepted by Harvard Medical School, will enter it this autumn, aims to go into some branch of children's medicine.

Beaming with her own brand of scrubbed-face beauty. Actress Ingrid Bergman, a peaches-and-cream 40, glided off a plane from Paris, where she is starring in a French version of Tea and Sympathy. At New York City's International Airport, she set foot on U.S. soil for the first time in more than seven scandal-haunted years. Ingrid's return was as brief (36 hours) as it was triumphant; she had come to pick up the New York Film Critics' "best actress" award for her excellent performance in the title role of Anastasia (TIME, Dec. 17). Not there to meet her: Ingrid's daughter Jennie Ann Lindstrom, 18, a University of Colorado freshman, unseen by her mother since 1951. Actress Bergman later chatted affectionately by long-distance phone with her daughter. Serene in a handsome mink coat, Ingrid doffed it for TV cameramen, then held tape-recorded interviews in French, Italian, Swedish and German, after which she dashed away to catch a My Fair Lady matinee. Next day the hectic weekend and award festivities were over, and Ingrid, unruffled despite the raucous cries of flacks, newsmen and admirers, boarded a Paris-bound plane. Would she stay longer next time? "The wind blows this way and that," she had said earlier. "I don't know what the future will hold."

Cineminx Terry Moore, 28, married last February to well-to-do Insurance Man Eugene McGrath, 34, was traipsing between South America and California last week, after confiding to Hollywood Gossipist Sheilah Graham that a going marriage is based on the little things that count. Said Terry: "For our first-month anniversary, Gene gave me diamond earrings. The next month, a gold bracelet and a solid gold carryall. Third month, a race horse. Fourth, a five-carat diamond ring. Next, a diamond bracelet from Tiffany's. The sixth-month anniversary, there was a blue Cadillac Eldorado waiting outside the door." Later "anniversary" loot: fancy apartments in Manhattan and Venezuela, mink, more diamonds. Sighed Terry: "Gene made me give all my own jewelry to my mother because he wants everything I have to come from him! I'm so happy--that's why I'm so thin."

Pope Pius XII, 82, gravely ill two years ago, underwent a periodic physical, was pronounced to be in "more than satisfactory" shape.

In spectacular proof that them as has gits, full-busted Cinemactress Jayne (The Girl Can't Help It) Mansfield, 24, added to her natural endowments estates totaling some $90,000, the larger part of it a bequest from her late grandpa, who also left $1,000 to maintain the chimes of his Pennsylvania (Methodist) church.

The remains of Cinema Tough Guy Humphrey Bogart, dead of cancer at 58, were cremated while some 3,000 of his friends and fans showed up at a Beverly Hills church 20 miles away, where a memorial service was held for one of the few who ever beat Hollywood at its own game of all-cards-wild. Winning affection with a snarl, ever brushing off moviedom's hordes of phonies with the back of one hand, in the other eternally clutching a tumbler of Scotch, Bogart had won wide respect by managing, on screen or off, to be perversely ingratiating Humphrey Bogart. With Bogie's ashes in an urn was placed a tiny gold whistle, a memento of his first meeting 13 years ago with his widow, Cinemactress Lauren Bacall. The whistle bore an inscription borrowed from the dialogue of their first film together, To Have and Have Not: "If you need anything, just whistle."

In a recently published volume of euphoria titled The Happy Life of a Doctor, Boston's Dr. Roger I. Lee, 75, past president of the A.M.A., propounded the happy thought that a fat man loves all the world. Wrote the portly doctor, whose own weight is "top secret" (estimate: over 275 Ibs.): "I do not mind being jumped upon by some hideous . . . painted Jezebel who shrilly proclaims that her weight is perfect and who looks upon my rotund figure with abhorrence . . . What one can see of her under the .mask of chemical cosmetics seems muddy . . . Her skin is wrinkled . . . neck is unsightly and flabby . . . hips big in contrast to skinny toothpick legs . . . She has to take Epsom salts for her bowels . . . barbiturates to counteract the effect of coffee and to allow her to sleep." Dr. Lee, a onetime stammerer, states: "People have asked me who psychoanalyzed me out of stammering, and [they] find it hard to accept my answer. I was not psychoanalyzed. I just got fat."

After 21 years of marriage, Diana Churchill, 47, eldest daughter of Sir Winston, allowed that she has parted ways with her second husband, Britain's new Tory Defense Minister Duncan Sandys, 48, for unstated reasons. She and her three children, aged 13 to 20, moved into a new apartment but she added: "I cannot yet say what we will do."

*Among his other interests, Joseph P. Kennedy once owned an import company distributing Haig & Haig Scotch whisky in the U.S.

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