People, Aug. 5, 1940

As swashbuckling Colonel Roscoe Turner, 44, unscathed in many a deathdefying air race and three-time winner of the Thompson Trophy, drove from the Indianapolis municipal airport, a motorist neglected to stop at a blind intersection, crashed into him. Result: a broken pelvis, possible chest injuries.

Summoned before a London tribunal, Conscientious Objector Frederick Stephen Temple, nephew of the Archbishop of York, was exempted from combat service on religious grounds. Quaker Temple, an ambulance driver in Norway and Finland, desired to remain with his unit for the duration of World War II.

In Buenos Aires Arturo Toscanini and the NBC orchestra disregarded the superstition of native musicians that the playing of Saint-Saens’ ghoulish Danse Macabre spelled death for one of its performers. Later Violist Jacques Tushinsky was struck and killed by a bus. Not until the orchestra was on its way back to the U. S. last week was Maestro Toscanini informed of the death. Whereupon the white-haired, 73-year-old conductor burst into tears, refused all nourishment but fruit juice.

Into Manhattan straggled two footloose, footsore Rollins College undergraduates, John Roderick MacArthur, 19, and

Harold Boyd France, 20. Agile thumbs and 85¢ had carried them all the way from Florida after MacArthur’s uncle, prankish Cinemauthor Charles MacArthur, offered them a trip to California if they got to Manhattan on $2 and wangled free lodging from a top-flight New York hotel. After a week of catch-as-catch-can meals and flophouse nights, the Hotel Astor offered them a room. Said Boyd France to inquiring newshawks: “How vivid a story of our adventure do you want? I got an imagination.”

To spare her colleagues whatever “embarrassment” her public defense of King Leopold might bring them, Sculptress Suzanne Silvercruys Stevenson resigned as vice president of the Belgian Relief Fund, took a deep breath and wrote to 50 fellow committeewomen: “Because of various documents from Belgium which are in my possession I am firmly convinced that the action taken by His Majesty, King Leopold, in surrendering was the only course possible and I know that his contemplated action was only taken after consultation with the British and French commanders and was well known to them in advance and, therefore, when uninformed persons make derogatory statements about His Majesty I cannot refrain from defending the good name of His Majesty and the Belgian people, both publicly and privately and with all my energy.”

In London Colonel Bernhard Booth learned via the International Red Cross that his sister, Colonel Mary Bramwell Booth, head of the Salvation Army in Belgium, onetime leader in the West Indies, Germany and Denmark, granddaughter of Salvation Army founder General

William Booth, had been interned by Nazis at Constance.

Refugees from battle-scarred Europe who reached American shores last week: Mrs. Kaye Don, wife of the balding, beady-eyed British speed demon; Professor Lancelot Hogben, handsome science-will-save-the-world biologist and author

(Mathematics for the Million, Dangerous Thoughts) who arrived in San Francisco from Norway after a 17,000-mile detour via Siberia and the Pacific; courtly, friendly Prince Felix of Bourbon-Parma, consort of Grand Duchess Charlotte of Luxembourg, with his six children (they traveled on the U. S. cruiser Trenton, left the Grand Duchess in Lisbon); Genevieve Tabouis, fleeing from the Petain Government which had ordered her arrest.

At New York’s World’s Fair John J. Raskob, onetime chairman of the Democratic National Committee, wagered $20 against Mrs. Alfred Emanuel Smith’s dime that she would not take a fling at the parachute jump with him. She did.

Chilean-born, Spanish-titled George de Cuevas, eighth Marques de Piedraolanca de Guana, grandson-in-law of the late John D. Rockefeller Sr., renounced his title, became a U. S. citizen at Toms River, N. J.

Ill lay the Rt. Hon. Neville Chamberlain, formerly Prime Minister of Great Britain, after undergoing an abdominal operation, expected to keep him from his office for two weeks; in a London hospital.

Sold in London by the British Red Cross to swell relief coffers: two books heavily blue-penciled by their onetime owner, corpulent Nazi Air Marshal Hermann Goring, for 350 guineas (about $1,400); an autographed copy of Prime Minister Winston Churchill’s My Early Life for 13 guineas (about $52).

After signing papers that would extradite from Indiana Nancy Miller, Gypsy fortuneteller who allegedly swindled her of $2,500, volcanic Lupe Velez, Mexican cinemactress, erupted in Hollywood: “I’m really going to fix her up. Number one—I punch her in the nose. Number two—I kick her in the teeth. Number three—I pull her hair.”