Mr, Brosteanu

Those entertaining brothers, the Royal Rumanians, were at it again last week. King Carol II, still somewhat tender on the jaw where Prince Nicholas had punched him, forced a decision through the Bucharest Supreme Court that the marriage of slack-chinned Prince Nicholas and his buxom inamorata, Mme Jana Lucia Deletej, was nonexistent. Not satisfied with that, the Bucharest District Court immediately annulled the marriage, leaving the grave judges in the embarrassing legal position of having invalidated something which never occurred. For good measure the Rumanian Supreme Army Council sentenced Prince Nicholas to two months imprisonment "for marrying a commoner without the consent of his superiors." Nobody paid any attention to this.

In rebuttal, Prince Nicholas carefully copied out the renunciation of royal rights which King Carol himself had made at the time of his exile in Paris with rufous Mme Magda Lupescu, gave up his position in the army, his membership in the royal family, his lights to the throne.

King Carol toyed with the idea of exiling his brother, cutting off his income. But on advice from his ministers that Prince Nicholas was gaining great popularity with younger army officers, he thought better of it, decided to award Nicholas an annual income of $36,000 and allowed him to retire to his model farm at Snagov. It was announced that Prince Nicholas would receive the commoner's name of Nicholas Brosteanu.

Beside herself with all this talk of marriage, King Carol's red-haired mistress Magda Lupescu renounced the Jewish faith, announced that she would qualify herself to become Queen of Rumania. Grey-bearded Premier Nicholas Jorga wiped his tired brow.

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