His shooting eye sharpened up on duck, hare and pigeon, Britain's Prince Charles, 13, sighted in on a stag herded into close range by royal drovers, gently squeezed the trigger of his rifle and bagged the beast on the very first try. Jolly good, puffed proud Papa Philip. "Dreadful and nasty," said Mrs. Jean Pyke, a member of England's League Against Cruel Sports. ''I'm not surprised," she huffed. "They have been teaching the boy to do horrible things like this. Perhaps it comes from King Henry VIII."

Lashing out at what he called "sly and ill-founded whisperings'' that there is the danger of a military-industrial alliance in the U.S. that could lead to "a coup d'etat by the leaders of our armed forces," Arizona Senator Barry Goldwater, 53, himself a one-star general in the Air Force Reserve, told the Senate that he was a great deal more worried about civilians messing around in military matters. "I am more concerned," he said, "over a civilian like Adlai Stevenson telling the United Nations that we are prepared to take 'risks' to lessen the chance of an intensified arms race with Russia than I am about military men who regard the Soviets as an implacable foe which will never deal in honor."

The baptismal ceremony in Madrid's Pardo Palace was over, and now came time to take the family photographs. Little Maria de Aranzazu Luisa la Santisima Trinidad y de Todos los Santos, born a fortnight ago, was trundled into the boudoir of her mother, Maria del Carmen Franco y Polo, Marquesa de Villaverde, 36, the only child of Spain's Francisco Franco. All was serene while the photographers snapped away. Then the Marquesa's next youngest child, Maria del Mar. handed her mother a tiny box. As the last bit of gift wrapping was torn away, out popped a squeaky, spring-powered mouse, bringing a cry of shocked surprise from the Marquesa and a loud laugh from proud Grandpa Franco.

Pulling himself up out of his wheelchair and hobbling down the hospital corridor on crutches, Mario Wallenda, 22, whose legs were paralyzed in a 35-ft. fall from the high wire at the Shrine Circus in Detroit eight months ago, announced that he would leave for Sarasota, Fla., to join his father, the head of the famous Flying Wallendas troupe. Two other members of the troupe were killed in the accident, but Mario has kept his nerve. "I am a circus man," he said, "and I want to get back into it even if I have to ride the high wire on my wheelchair. And don't think I couldn't do it."

The day after Presidential Press Secretary Pierre Salinger appeared on its courts in a powder-blue polo shirt and vivid yellow shorts, Newport's famed, fabled tennis Casino strictly enforced the "all white" rule for tennis players.

The society calendar was crammed with musts. First there was the spectacular opening of Manhattan's new Philharmonic Hall; then off to Washington for the premiere of Irving Berlin's new musical, Mr. President; then back to town and the Maisonette Room of the St. Regis for something on the cool side--the debut of Pianist Peter Duchin, 25, son of the late Eddy Duchin, whose soft-toned renderings of pop classics were the rage with the last generation's carriage trade. Among those on hand to launch the new chip were Peter's godparents, former New York Governor and Mrs. Averell Harriman (he calls her "Ma"), NBC's Robert Sarnoffs, and Mrs. Henry Ford II, all of whom dug Duchin's tinkling into the small hours. But Dad might not have been pleased. "I think he would have preferred that I become a broker or banker." said Peter. "Being an orchestra leader, he told me, was a hard life."

Ill lay: General Alfred M. Gruenther, 63, onetime Supreme Allied Commander in Europe and now president of the American Red Cross, in Washington's Walter Reed Hospital after surgery to tie off a vein that was causing an inflammation of his lungs; Dick Powell, 57, actor and prolific television producer, convalescing at home in Hollywood after radiation treatments for cancerous growths detected in his neck and chest.

Next signature on the lower left-hand corner of U.S. greenbacks: the tight script of Kathryn E. Granahan, a Pennsylvania Congresswoman who will replace Elizabeth Rudel Smith in the $17,000-a-year post as Treasurer of the U.S.

It was the first time that a Russian audience had heard an American-born singer in the title role of Boris Godunov. For his passionate and athletic performance --in faultless Russian--of the tragic Czar, enormous (6 ft. 6 in.. 195 Ibs.) Metropolitan Opera Bass Jerome Mines, 40, drew a tumultuous standing ovation and six curtain calls from the opening night crowd at Moscow's Bolshoi Theater. Said the Hollywood-born Hines, modestly trying to sound surprised at the cheers: "How do you think Americans would feel if they saw Yuri Gagarin on the launching pad at Cape Canaveral?"

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