The exhibit of memorabilia on display at the Hallmark Gallery in New York includes a "Phooey on Dewey" button, a collection of walking sticks, and the 1901 Independence, Mo., high school yearbook showing Harry and Bess in their caps and gowns. A saltier item among the souvenirs on loan from the Harry S. Truman Library is the ex-President's reply to a tongue-in-cheek suggestion from a U.S. Senator that he appoint the late John L. Lewis Ambassador to Russia. The mine workers' boss, reasoned Truman's correspondent, had a "more formidable" look than Stalin and could "roar louder" than Andrei Gromyko. A convincing argument. Replied the man from Missouri: "I wouldn't appoint John L. Lewis dogcatcher."

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When a torrid billet-doux she once wrote to Dr. Christiaan Barnard hit the Italian papers, Gina Lollobrigida filed a loud complaint. La Lollo explained that she had written the scorcher in English, hardly her best language; it had then been translated into German by Quick magazine and finally put back into her native tongue by the Italian press. The result, she said, was something less than accurate. Whatever the message, Gina is suing both Barnard and his exwife, who published the letter in her memoirs. She loved the surgeon once, Gina confesses, but left him because "he was a man in search of publicity."

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Her modeling fees ($2,400 per week) put her in a tax bracket where she can scarcely make a shilling more, so Lesley Hornby, 20, is quitting her lucrative fashion career for the uncertainty of the cinema. Director Ken Russell (Women in Love), who will do her first flick, says: "She'll be the greatest thing to hit the screen since Monroe." "It's got to be something nice," insists the 91-lb. cockney sprite best known as Twiggy. "I couldn't do a big sexy role."

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"Priests should be considered like all other men," contends Sophia Loren. An "occasional Roman Catholic," she is "convinced that, once married, they would be better integrated in life, more capable of solving problems which surround them." By no great coincidence, the actress's next film is The Priest's Wife, in which she falls in love with a handsome cleric played by Marcello Mastroianni.

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Independence came scarcely 20 years ago for Indonesians, and their erstwhile Dutch rulers are neither a dim nor a pleasant memory. Undaunted, peripatetic Prince Bernhard of The Netherlands paid a state visit to Djakarta --the first member of the royal family to do so in more than 130 years. Queen Juliana's 58-year-old consort came away with the nickname "Prince Charming." Kneeling before President Suharto after a state dinner, the Prince bent low and said farewell in traditional Javanese fashion, enclosing the President's hands in his own. Suharto burst into tears.

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One budding fashion plate who obviously has no use for longer hemlines is Princess Anne. Alighting from a car in Fiji, where the British royal family stopped on their world tour, minishifted Anne displayed a pair of legs that should never, never be Longuetted.

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If Laugh-In's Dan Rowan is found lying in the street, who should be called first? His wife? Dick Martin? NBC? None of the above. A silver bracelet on Rowan's wrist requests a call to 209-634-4917, the number of an organization called Medic Alert, which has a computerized file on his diabetic condition. Manager Gil Hodaes of the Mets, who has a heart condition, wears a similar safety bracelet from M.A

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The curtain rises to reveal a pile of rubbish. An unseen baby cries. The lights go up as a slow intake of breath is heard. Pause. An exhalation of breath as the lights go down. The baby cries again. Curtain. The 30-second opus, Breath, was Playwright Samuel Beckett's contribution to a fund-raising gala for the Samuel Beckett Theater, which America's Buckminster Fuller has designed for Oxford. "Intellectually," pronounced the gala's producer, "Breath is impeccable."

State chairman for the American Cancer Society's Kentucky fund drive will be Basketball Coach Adolph Rupp of the famed University of Kentucky Wildcats. But that will not stop "the Baron of the Bluegrass" from raising ten acres of tobacco on his farm near Lexington and serving as a director of a group that operates tobacco auction barns. A nonsmoker himself, Rupp nonetheless feels that the evidence against cigarettes is inconclusive. "As a warehouseman and a grower," he says, "I'd be a damn fool."

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