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In an armored car, Adlai Stevenson invaded the green depths of Malaya's Red-infested jungle to visit the village of Bukit Lanjan and see a tribe of Sakai, roving aborigines. The friendly little people had been warned that a tuan besar (great master) from over the sea would visit them. And for their visitor they had a gift: a 6-ft. blowpipe (which native marksmen use with rifle accuracy at 25 yards) and a supply of nonpoisonous darts. Said the pleased visitor: "It's the most exciting thing that has happened to me." Would he like to try his target skill now? Quipped Stevenson: "Not till I've got a Republican in the sights."

Next day, armed with another souvenir (a Malayan parang, a vicious native knife which a British sergeant had given him), the traveler from Illinois logged a misadventure. Flying over the jungle near Kuala Lumpur, his helicopter caught fire and made a forced landing in a paddyfield. Stepping out unharmed into knee-deep mud, Stevenson cracked: "Where is my parang? I want to kill a bandit." At week's end, Stevenson was ready to take off for Bangkok, with stops at Rangoon, New Delhi and Karachi before heading on to the Middle East.

Moscow announced a diplomatic chair shuffle: Andrei Gromyko, Ambassador to London, was recalled to switch jobs with Jacob A. Malik, First Deputy Foreign Minister in Moscow. This was the post Gromyko held when he was sent to London last year to relieve Georgy N. Zarubin, now Ambassador to Washington. The new job will make Gromyko once again right-hand helper of Foreign Minister Vyacheslav M. Molotov and give him, in title at least, equal rank with the other First Deputy, Andrei Vishinsky.

Contralto Marian Anderson left New York's La Guardia Airport bound for her first concert tour of Japan and a stint of troop entertaining in Korea.

For the opening of the Sixth International Film Festival in Cannes, France, the order was "evening dress." The one exception made: Artist Pablo Picasso, who came in a brown velvet jacket with a fleece-lined leather lumber-jacket draped over his shoulder. Among the crowd, photographers caught the sometime rebel Boy Wonder Orson Welles, in stylish-stout conformity, dancing ogle-eyed with Cinemactress Anne Baxter.

In Rome, pompous Italian Tenor Beniamino Gigli, 63, who left the Metropolitan Opera Company and the U.S. in high dudgeon in 1939 after making cooing sounds about progress under Mussolini's Fascists, announced his interest in the current political score. He will be a candidate for a seat in the new Chamber of Deputies on Alcide de Gasperi's Christian Democratic ticket in the June elections.

Charlie Chaplin, British subject, surrendered his U.S. re-entry permit in Geneva and flew off to London. Chaplin had made his decision. The U.S. Immigration authorities had warned him that he would be subject to a screening exam, just as any other alien, when he returned. In his London hotel room he wrote his valedictory after 40 years of U.S. residence: ". . . Since the end of the last world war, I have been the object of lies and propaganda by powerful reactionary groups who, by their influence and by the aid of America's yellow press, have created an unhealthy atmosphere in which liberal-minded individuals can be singled out and persecuted. Under these conditions I find it virtually impossible to continue my motion-picture work, and I have therefore given up my residence in the United States." For sale in Hollywood were Chaplin's studio, offered at $900,000, his house at $150,000 and his yacht at $27,500.

William W. Remington, 35, former Commerce Department economist convicted of perjury in denying that he had passed secrets to the Communist Party, reported to the U.S. Marshal's office in Manhattan to begin his three-year prison sentence.

Three excited youngsters, sons of Manhattan's millionaire Toy Manufacturer Louis Marx, arrived recently at the Fort Myer, Va. quarters of General Omar Bradley for a visit with their star-studded godfathers. Result: a medley of big names and a remarkable godfather-godson picture. The host posed in the background with the Air Force's Major General Emmett ("Rosey") O'Donnell. On a couch sat Dwight Eisenhower holding Spencer Bedell Marx, 3 1/2. Under Secretary of State Lieut. General Walter Bedel! Smith held Emmett Dwight Marx, 2 1/2, and squirming on the lap of General George Marshall was Bradley Marshall Marx, 14 months. Later, Godfather Eisenhower invited everyone to finish the party at his house on Pennsylvania Avenue.

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General Motors reported that its recent president Charles E. Wilson, now Secretary of Defense, earned a total of $581,000 last year in salary and bonus.

Irascible Pianist Oscar Levant ran head-on into indomitable Boss James C. ("Little Caesar") Petrillo of the American Federation of Musicians. With word that the pianist had failed to keep five concert dates in Canada within the past fortnight, Petrillo banned Levant from all further bookings until the executive board hears the case. Said Czar Petrillo: "I have an idea that Levant feels he is bigger than the federation. This we cannot tolerate . . ."

In Marseilles harbor, Somerset Maugham, 79, boarded the liner Iskendum bound for Istanbul. Said he: "I'm going to Turkey to see again the Bosporus, which I have not seen for such a long time. It's a pleasure trip. It will be my last."

In Manhattan, General James A. Van Fleet, who directed the U.S. military aid for Greece (1948-50), was selected to lead Greece's Independence Day parade up Fifth Avenue. In religious salute, the general paused to kiss the ring of Archbishop Michael, head of the Greek Orthodox Church of North and South America.

An interested bystander af the ritual: Greek Immigrant Spyros P. Skouras, president of 20th Century-Fox, who nominated the general last week to be a new member of his board of directors.

In Rome, Producer Roberto Rossellini announced that, with the permission of his wife Ingrid Bergman, he was going to drive his twelve-cylinder Ferrari in Italy's famed Mille Miglia (1,000-mile) auto race this month. Said Ingrid, with the voice of experience: "Forbidden things are always so desirable. I thought if I said yes he wouldn't enter the race. Now I'm surprised."

The National Institute of Arts and Letters announced that it had awarded its Gold Medal for Poetry to Brooklyn's Marianne Moore, 65, winner of last year's Pulitzer Prize. Poet Moore now holds all major poetry awards available in the U.S.

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