People: Jun. 21, 1963

In Santo Domingo, Cellist Pablo Casals, 86—whose Ministry of State is music—resumed diplomatic relations with the Dominican Republic, conducting Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony at a festival concert before an overflow crowd in the Palacio de Bellas Artes. Under the Trujillo dictatorship, said Casals, such a visit would have been impossible, but “I am proud to come to this country that has obtained its liberty.” Leading a tumultuous final ovation were Dominican President Juan Bosch, 53, and Puerto Rican Governor Luis Muñoz Marín, 65, who arranged the appearance as a “spiritual gift” to the Dominican people.

Backstage at the Valley Forge Music Fair, Pennsylvania Governor William W. Scranton, 45, had to take off his hat to Actress Mamie Van Doren, 30. The State G.O.P. gleaned $100,000 from a $100-a-plate Straw Hat Spectacular. And Mamie, an after-dinner treat in Silk Stockings, turned out to be the best dish of all, adding her own gossamer footnote to history. “My dressing room was very girly-girly,” she reported later. “We didn’t talk much. I thought he was a little flushed when he came in. Then I told him I was a Republican, and he gave me a big smile.”

Ill lay: Herbert Hoover, 88, condition serious, “due to anemia secondary to bleeding from the gastrointestinal tract,” at home in his Waldorf-Astoria apartment; G. Frederick Reinhardt, 51, U.S. Ambassador to Italy, hospitalized in Rome with an ulcer and low blood pressure; Republican Clarence J. Brown, 67, Ohio’s senior Congressman, suffering “a severe back strain,” abed at Bethesda Naval Hospital; Queen Ingrid of Denmark, 53, with mild stomach ulcers, abandoning all engagements in favor of rest and diet, at her summer residence, Fredensborg Castle.

Headed for stardom, she wheeled around Hollywood in a Thunderbird, collected a sizable list of screen credits (Francis of Assisi, Where the Boys Are, Lisa), and made $50,000 playing a jet-paced stewardess in her most recent movie, Come Fly With Me. But for blonde Dolores Hart, 24, fame and flight pay were not enough. Each year since 1958, she has spent four weeks at a Roman Catholic retreat. Last week, making the break complete, Dolores slipped away from the movie colony to enter Regina Laudis Monastery in Bethlehem, Conn., as a postulant. Said the nun-to-be: “I am not leaving anyone or anything behind. I am taking with me a full and grateful heart.”

“He looks like his grandfather, and he plays with some of that same determination.” Thus his high school coach predicts college stardom for Charles Cobb, 17, a protean redhead and grandson of baseball’s alltime great, Ty Cobb, who died in 1961. But if there is another “Georgia Peach” ripening, baseball scouts are too late to pick him. Bidding for grid fame instead, young Cobb, a halfback, has signed for a football grant-in-aid at Georgia Tech. Would Grandpa approve? Sure enough, says Charlie, recalling a long-ago story of the day Ty paid a visit to the eleven at Vanderbilt U.: “He put on the pads and made a touchdown the first time he got the ball.”

A Paris original went to Viennese Vixen Romy Schneider, 24, awarded the Crystal Star of France’s Academic du Cinéma as Best Foreign Actress (in The Trial, by Orson Welles out of Kafka). To top that, Romy got still another boost from Entertainments Editor Da vid Lewin of London’s Daily Mail. “This is the most exciting girl in films,” wrote Lewin, “and I’m not forgetting Brigitte Bardot, who has better legs; Sophia Loren, who is shrewder; Claudia Cardinale, whose charms are more obvious. But Miss Schneider, with lazy grey eyes that can suddenly snap, has the quality of a cat that can reach out and claw, prettily but so effectively. What she has is talent, plus an unhurried allure.”

A merger of major proportions was announced in London: the secret marriage (June 7, insists his own Daily Express) of Britain’s ailing Newspaper Nabob Lord Beaverbrook, 84, to longtime friend Lady Dunn, 52, widow of Canadian Tycoon Sir James Dunn and heiress to half his $66 million steel fortune. The newlyweds, presently consolidating their gains at the Beaverbrook estate in Surrey, have much in common. Both own homes in New Brunswick, Canada, where they can tête-à-tête over many a philanthropic project. The second Lady Beaverbrook is a former secretary at the Express. And his lordship, having reportedly given his vast publishing empire over to Son Max Aitken and Daughter Mrs. Thomas Edward Kidd, devotes himself more and more to books, is already author of quite a few, including a 1961 biography, The Story of Sir James Dunn.

Long a Hollywood dilemma, those runaway productions abroad suddenly came to focus on Actor Anthony Quinn, 47. Frequently separated by film commitments from Wife Katherine DeMille (adopted daughter of the late Cecil B.), Quinn affirmed that he is sire of a son born last March to blue-eyed Jolanda Addolori, 28, an Italian fashion designer whom he met in Rome in 1961 while shooting Barabbas. “He’s three months old and already says Papa,” Tony declared. “I have acknowledged the child in church and am now in contact with lawyers in Italy to acknowledge him legally. The boy is my son, I don’t think he should suffer for the mistakes of others.” Asked whether Katherine, mother of his first four children, might seek a divorce, the burly star could only add: “I hope not.”