Monday, Feb. 10, 1958

Names make news. Last week these names made news:

In a bathtub tumble at her Hollywood home, grand old (78) Actress Ethel Barrymore broke a forearm bone, thus was out of action for this week's filming of a CBS-TV melodrama, The Brand of Jesse James, in which she was to play the bad man's grandma.

When he heard that a portrait of Confederacy President Jefferson Davis, onetime (1853-57) U.S. Secretary of War, was gathering dust in a storage room in the lower depths of the Pentagon, Florida's Democratic Congressman Robert Sikes took umbrage. "Old Jeff," cried he, "shouldn't be banned to the basement." Once part of the decor in the Defense Secretary's office, Old Jeff's portrait was rehung last week, upstairs in a prominent spot on the wall of an endless Pentagon hall. Still unknown: the identity of the carpetbagger who had kicked Jeff Davis downstairs.

Saddlesore Cowboy-Minstrel Gene Autrey and his music publishers collected $250 in damages from a Houston nightclub, whose comic was forbidden henceforth to drawl a vulgar tune titled 01' Gene Artery, a parody of 01' Gene's own theme that also slightingly mentioned his favorite hoss, Champion.

With some 80 of his World War II comrades in arms gathered at the Waldorf-Astoria, little-faded General of the Army Douglas MacArthur, now board chairman of Sperry Rand Corp., observed his 78th birthday. After the banquet, the assembled brass watched a nostalgic film of the Pacific war, heard an Army-supplied double quartet blend voices in Old Soldiers Never Die. "At my age," allowed the general, "every birthday is a challenge."

Credited with some 70 hours of flight time, slim Rosina Quarles, blue-yondering wife of the Deputy Secretary of Defense and grandma of seven, got her pilot's wings and second-looey bars in the Civil Air Patrol. Expecting her checkout as a CAP search pilot, Aviatrix Quarles owned up to one frustration: "I'd like to fly jets, but my husband won't let me."

In Manhattan, the first lady of Democratic politics. Eleanor Roosevelt, happily got together with her four far-ranging sons--John, James, Elliott and Franklin D. Jr.--for a rare family portrait. Then the Roosevelt clan headed for Broadway to attend the opening of Sunrise at Campobello (see THEATER). At final curtain, first-nighters gave a standing ovation to Mrs. Roosevelt, who had seen the play from the next to the last row of the theater.

At Cherry Point, N.C., Marine Pfc. Matthew C. McKeon, broken from staff sergeant for leading six Parris Island boots to their drowning in a disciplinary night march (TIME, April 23, Aug. 13, 1956), was voted "Marine of the Month" by his present outfit, the 114th All Weather Fighter Squadron.

Returning from a five-week vacation at Sandringham House, Britain's dreamy-eyed Princess Margaret, though having slipped off the current best-dressed list (TIME, Jan. 13), showed signs of trying for a best-tressed roster. Her latest hairdo, displayed as she sat in her limousine at London's Liverpool Street Station, features middle-parted bangs, neatly accented by a red butcher-boy beret.

The Air Force's Steve Canyonish Captain Iven C. Kincheloe Jr., 29, the world's highest flyer (a 24-mile altitude in a Bell X-2), set down briefly in Manhattan to talk guardedly about the X-15 rocket research program. About a year from now Project Pilot Kincheloe will attempt the first manned flight to the edge of space in the hush-hush X-15; he will probably hit a speed of more than 3,600 m.p.h., may exceed a height of 100 miles. Though re-entering the earth's atmosphere will be quite a worry, Airman Kincheloe speculated wishfully: "The farther out you get and the longer you stay there, the closer you get to orbiting."

Momentarily "free of responsibility" between his old job as Australia's Ambassador to the U.S. and his new post on the bench of the International Court of Justice at The Hague, Sir Percy Spender spoke out with candor on "one of the tragedies of today"--misunderstanding of the U.S. in other parts of the world. Qualifying himself as a well-traveled observer of the U.S. for the past seven years (as well as father of two Yalemen), Sir Percy pinpointed three key traits in the amalgam of U.S. behavior as a nation: 1) religiousness, 2) idealism, 3) generosity. These cultural dominants can sometimes lead to the U.S. putting its worst face forward: "The conjuncture of religion and idealism makes it difficult for you to compromise with anything you believe to be evil. This presents hardship when you are dealing with other governments who may not necessarily share your beliefs. We live in a world where one must sometimes compromise."

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