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A hardy band of leftists gathered in Manhattan to huzzah for party-lining Singer Paul (Ol' Man River) Robeson, 56, and to protest the State Department travel ban that just keeps him rolling along in the U.S. only. Among the loudly cheered highlights of the rally was a cabled tribute to Robeson from aging (65) Comedian Charlie Chaplin, now in self-exile in Switzerland. A day later, for his "extraordinary service" in behalf of the Kremlin, Chaplin, along with Soviet Composer Dmitry Shostakovich, was awarded a peace prize (value: about $14,000) by the Communist-sponsored World Peace Council. Charlie, who planned to carve up the swag among peace lovers in London, Geneva and Vienna, was "very pleased," but a friend of the family reported that Charlie's fourth wife, Oona O'Neill Chaplin, for reasons best known to herself, "seemed not so enthusiastic."

Out on a shopping expedition near his Manhattan apartment, Pulitzer Prize-winning Playwright Marc (The Green Pastures) Connelly, 63, strolled past a, five-story tenement, was squarely conked on the head by an old, wicker-seat armchair that mysteriously dropped from the building's roof. After cops surmised that the armchair strategists were probably mischievous kids, Connelly snorted: "I always knew children were antisocial, but children on the West Side--they're savages."

Evangelist Billy Graham, at the end of his glory-road revival tour of Greater London (TIME, May 31), dropped in at No. 10 Downing Street for a chat with Prime Minister Winston Churchill. Beamed Billy later: "I felt as if I were shaking hands with Mr. History." Meanwhile, the Charlotte (N.C.) Observer, in a report from London, told its readers how it feels to be Mrs. Billy Graham. Confided Ruth Graham to the Observer's observer: "Just pray for a thick skin and a tender heart. You need it when people just stare coldly and call you a racketeer. Of course, there are many others who think we're just the cat's whiskers."

Accused of past Red ties by two ex-Communist tattlers, Dr. Ralph J. Bunche, 49, Nobel Peace Prizewinner and now director of the U.N. Trusteeship Division, was given a clean political bill of health by the International Organizations Employees Loyalty Board. Keeping mum on the possibility of perjury charges which might be slapped on Bunche's accusers, the board announced, after a two-day closed hearing: "There is no doubt as to [his] loyalty . . ."

Speaking to some 6,000 Methodist women in Milwaukee, outspoken Bishop G. Bromley Oxnam let fly at "self-appointed patriots . . . pagan commentators . . . ignoramuses on investigating committees." Said he: "We don't intend to give up such words as 'peace, justice and brotherhood' " just because the Commies have appropriated them. "Little men whose mentality is . . . akin to the Nazi Gauleiter and the Russian commissar . . . think they are hearing something subversive when Christians speak out."

In the locker room of Washington's Burning Tree Country Club, Washington Post and Times Herald Publisher Philip Graham turned to the man next to him. "Your wife," he said, "is costing me a lot of money." Replied Dwight D. Eisenhower: "How do you mean?" Explaining that the Post had paid dearly ($2,400) to serialize Dorothy Brandon's Mamie Doud Eisenhower, A Portrait of a First Lady, Graham went on : "The articles cost me so much that I asked my circulation man what he thought. You know what he said? 'Mamie -- she's hot!' "

From high in the Himalayas, a runner brought eight-day-old word that Sir Ed mund Hillary, 34, who one year ago reached the top of Mount Everest with Sherpa Guide Tenzing Norkey, was bat tling an unexpected threat to his life on another peak. After breaking a rib while rescuing a climbing companion on lofty (23,800 ft.) Mount Baruntse, Hillary fell ill with pneumonia. Aided by oxygen and penicillin sent from a nearby U.S. expedition, he was presumably being carried down from the 22,500-ft. heights of a glacier by fellow mountaineers.

To a military band's wailing strains of Yetopia Xezb Mezmur, the Ethiopian national anthem, Ethiopia's Emperor Haile Selassie I officially began a seven-week royal tour of North America at Washington's National Airport, stopped off at the White House, spent the night there in Abraham Lincoln's bed.

The crossword-puzzle editor of Britain's Country Life magazine casually opened the entries in weekly contest No. 1266. The name signed beneath the first correct solution he came across was H.R.H. Princess Margaret, Clarence House, St. James's, London. After a discreet telephone call proved that this was no hoax, Country Life prepared to send Crossworder Margaret the prize: her choice of $8.82 worth of sporting books.

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