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bedecked in more apparel than is her wont—is
our frolicsome Femlin, snowman constructress extraordinaire. But in
addition to Femlins and snowmen we bring you this March а bonus in
fine fiction to brighten the days "wwixt winter and spring.

First, our secret agents have unearthed Octopussy, a two-part James
Bond adventure previously undiscovered. This is the sixth Bond
escapade we have published and posthumously continues Ian Fleming's
Jong and happy association with рілувох, which began in March 1960
(we discovered him before President Kennedy did) with а short story,
The Hildebrand Rarity. Approximately three years Tater, in April
1963, we began to serialize—before book publication—On Her Maj-
сму Secret Service, which is now in production as the next James
Bond screen thriller. Then, the following January, came The Prop-
erty of а Lady and in April, May and June of 1964, we similarly
serialized You Only Live Twice, 007% Japanese caper in which he
finally demolished the superfiend Blofeld, and practically destroyed
himself, Last year, in four installments, we published Fleming's last
novel, The Man with the Golden Gun, which concluded with Bond
pparently headed for the altar, an unlikely odyssey for him. And
now, Bond returns to pLavuoy for what may be his final bow. But
don't ber on it, for although Fleming has left us, James Bond—like
Sherlock Holmes—lives on.

This month we continue Vladimir Nabokov's eerie yet witty explo-
ration of narcissism in Part IV of Despair. Nabokov, the author of
Lolila and one of the authentic literary greats of our cra, wrote a
version of Despair in Russian more than 30 years ago; critics were less
than enthusiastic about this sardonic tale, Of the new version, com-
pleted r for PLAYBOY, we predict а complete about-face on the
part of these critics—including that fellow from Pravda.

From Віспо di Donato comes O'Hara's Love, а story of quick
n and lingering remorse that is Di Donato's fifth contribution
10 PLAYBOY within a year. A 55-year-old former bricklayer and author
of Christ in Concrete, Di Donato once mixed mortar for the Chrysler
Build ad still holds a card in the bricklayers union. He is now
at work on a novel. Its hero: a 55-year-old former bricklayer.

Another unusual writer of unusual fiction is Allan Seager, who
s his bow in rrAvnov with The Good Doctor, pathological
caper in more ways than one. Seager is a former Rhodes scholar, Phi
Beta Kappa man, an educator, short-story writer, translator of Sten
dhal and an All-American swimmer (1927-28). At the moment he is
wr plus a biography of the poet Theodore Roethke. "I
find 1 write more now," he observes laconically, "and swim les
[his month's Playboy Panel айз the crisis in the relationship
between police power and individual rights. Bob Dylan, loner-leader
of rebellious young folkniks, reveals himself, in our Playboy Inter
in а new, Kafka-like and introspective aspect, In The Conlem-
Planesman, we offer the definitive take-olf on executive flight,
jı man can work or play in his own plane at his own price
7000 to 51,700,000). In. Goldilocks and the Three Bears we
icist, in his

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те is a parody of th ion." And from
of nine previous arti aynoy, comes We're Happening All
Over, Baby!, an indepth exploration of the motives behind the new
generation of social activists both on the campus and off. "I'm greatly

economic change by the American young,” says Hentoff.
this article was so stimulating, l'm going to expand
Sex rears its pleasant head in three different guise:

into a book.
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a revolutionary scheme of musical marital beds dreamed up by Auro
Roselli, U. S. correspondent for Milan's famed daily, // Giorno, and
recent convert to writing in English ("My next work." he informed
, "shall be entitled An Orgasm of the Mind. Writing in English 1
have just begun, but I like it"): and in Trio con Brio. in which
we uncover three seductive European stars: Rossana Podesta (Italy).
Christiane Schmidt, Anne Field (

"There's much more, of course. So kick winter's traces and read on.

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CONTENTS FOR THE MEN'S ENTERTAINMENT MAGAZINE

IPUAYBILLS M cere HN OE — M —
DEAR PLAYBOY К = e 5 7
PLAYBOY AFTER HOURS. = E 7
THE PLAYBOY ADVISOR... rcu ceu li it 31
PLAYBOY'S INTERNATIONAL DATEBOOK —travel PATRICK CHASE 35
THE PLAYBOY FORUM. 37
PLAYBOY INTERVIEW: BOB DYLAN—candid conversation 41
THE PLAYBOY PANEL: CRISIS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT — discussion... 47
OCTOPUSSY — fiction... IAN FIEMING 60
THE CONTEMPORARY PLANESMAN—modern living 64
O'HARA'S LOVE—fiction PIETRO DI DONATO 72
REVELATIONS —pictorial 76

A NEW SET OF SEX MORES—salire. a AURO ROSE 81

WE'RE HAPPENING ALL OVER, BABY!—erticle NAT HENTOFF 82
FINE FORM— playboy's playmate of the month 84
PLAYBOY'S PARTY JOKES—humor 92
STEP RIGHT UP!—attire.. —— ROBERT L GREEN 94

ALLAN SEAGER 99
DON ADDIS 101

THE GOOD DOCTOR—fi
SYMBOLIC SEX—humor. 3

DESPAIR—fi D Rn VLADIMIR NABOKOV 102
TRIO CON BRIO —pictorial....... 5 - 105
GOLDILOCKS AND THE THREE BEARS—humor JAMES RANSOM 114
THE PURPLE GRAPES OF QUEEN JULISHKA —ribold classic... CSONKA 117
ON THE SCENE personalities... 122

LITTLE ANNIE FANNY —satire........................HARVEY KURTZMAN ord WILL ELDER 173

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CAPPERS

J want to congratulate you on the Al
Capp interview in the December issue. T
think the interviews that are being pub.
lished by rravsov are quite unique and

a great contribution to the ever increasing
demand for forthright journalism.
Walter Wange
New York, New York

With regard to the Playboy Interview
in which Al Capp mentions my comic
strip Juliet Jones as ome of the best
strips being syndicated today, I would
like to borrow a phrase from Capp him-
self and say 1 revere him far too deeply
to question his literary judgment. My
reason for quoting Al in this connection
is all too (sob) clear. Very few cartoonists
and hardly anyone else can approach his
candid eloquence with any degree of as-
surance. Jt follows that 1 can add lite
to Mr. Capp's observations, a fact that
may emerge as the understatement of
the year. But 1 do want to say two things.

st In my estimation, the Playboy
Interview is an outstanding feature
When interesting people reveal them-

selves in reply to these pointed ques-
tions, there is an immediacy of rapport

unobtainable in almost any other way.
This direct method of personality pres
entation is intriguing and has great en-
tertainment value. I, for one, find it
compelling and 1 shall look forward to
many more. Second: Al Capp needs no
accolades from me. He is a legend in the
profession and has achieved a level of
accomplishment most cartoonists can
only dream of reaching.

Stan Drake

Ridgefield, Connecticut

We subhumans put get-the-buck,

stictly-no-talent, Cbermensch Al Capp

where he is today. The hell with him.
Frank Dudock
Worcester, Massachusetts

"To Al Capp's dismissal of my fantasy
figures of youth as opposed to his fanta-
sy figures of youth, I can only reply that
while his mine were
stronger, dumber, and could beat up all
of his. I am in Al's debt for saying that
Jm a hell of a better artist than anyone
gives me credit for being, but if one tests

had more class,

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this comment against the credibility of
his other observations (particularly on
student protest, and the poverty pro
gram), one is forced to the conclusion
that I must be considerably poorer as an
artist than even 1 had dreamed

Jules Feiffer

New York, New York

What Mr. Capp has to say about our
way of life today is the kind of truth
that most of us lack the guts to convey
publicly. 1 was very happy to learn
through your interview that he will now
have а regular place in my home, via the
boob tube, which will now seem much
less boobish.

Jerry Allen
Fon Huachuca, Arizoi

Will you permit me to point out some
facts in connection with your interview
with Mr. Al Capp? Mr. Capp states that
1 asked him for an autograph for my
grandson. (1) I never asked Mr. Capp for
an autograph for anybody. (2) I have no
grandson. 1 have no daughter. In fact, I
+ no children.

states that I attacked Li'l Abner, а
strip. (3) In all my writings and
speeches, I never referred 10 Li'l Abner;
therefore, 1 said nothing about his being
either depraved or incestuous. (4) 1 nev-
er dealt with comic strips in any of my
writings or books, but only with crime
comic books—a distinction that I always
made very clear. (5) My book Seduction
of the Innocent docs not “fearlessly put
the blame for crime and corruption”
comic books. It is based on careful c
cal studies of children and points out
that crime comic books are a contribut-
ing factor—no more—to different child-
hood troubles. My purpose was not to
attack comic books, but to defend chil
dren. Thanks for giving equal time to
facts.

on

Fredric Wertham, M. D.
New York, New York

Your interview with Al Capp was just

the thing to finish off another fine year,

It put the frosting on the
Philip Peluso, Jr.
Flushing, New York

cake.

Your interview with Al С

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undoubtedly the most nausea
ple of pomposity and conceit tha б
ever read between the covers of PLAvRoy.
Being an avid reader of the interviews, I

terview rates with those of Robert
Shelton, Madalyn Murray and the Bea-
des, which showed the true and often
surprising character make-up of these
people.

Clifford R. Terry
Ithaca, New York

Re Mr, Capp(lin) tossing Robert Shel-
ton of the Klan and myself in the same
pot with that pediculous bearded Com-
munist, Fidel Castro: 1 do not think that
PLAYBOY'S readers are so naive or unper-
ceptive that they fail to observe this

aky Jewish effort at “guilt by asocia-
x those who fall for this sort of
smear, 1 could easily throw Jewish Mr.
p(lin) into a pot of my own with
his fellow Jews, Julius and Ethel Roser
berg (convicted Jew-Communist spies)
and Barry Goldfink. Heil Hitler!
George Lincoln Rockwell, Commander
American Nazi Party
Arlington, Virginia

Commander Rockwell is the subject
of next month’s “Playboy Interview.”

Just finished reading your interview
with Al Capp: he is my candidate for
the Presidency in ‘68.
Steve Stephens
LaFontaine, Indiana

DELIGHTS IN DESPAIR
‘The first ment of Vladi abo-
kovs Despair (December 1965) gives
promise that this novel will be the closest
book of his to the incom le and
wicked Lolita. А 1 have id every one
of his books to date. May I say thar 1
think it is charming and praiseworthy
of him to have made pravsoy the prov.
ing ground of his latest writing? And let
me thank you for this liter:
Ven
New York, New York

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were picking off the leeches and loading
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The loneliness here is a terrible thing
-and we long to see a real, living,
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have enclosed with this letter а money
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by а Playmate or Bunny. It is our most
fervent hope that this policy сап be ex
tended to include us, so that the initial
copy of our subscription can be presented
to us in this manner. Any one of the
current Playmates of the Month would
be welcomed with open arms. but if we
have any choice in the matter, we have
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If we are not important enough. alone.
to send a Playmate for, we could arrange
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dition to our own. When she arrives in
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do hope that you understand the deep
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and dreams we have placed in it. We
anxiously awaiting your reply
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2nd Lt, Infantry
Playboy Project Officer
APO San Francisco, California
The $150 Lifetime Subscription offer
publicized by vtAvnoy some lime ago in-
dicated that—in any city with a Playboy
Club—the first issue would be delivered
in person by a Playmate or Bunny, We
don't have a Playboy Club in Vietnam
at the moment, bul we aren't going to
let that technicality stand in the way of
having the first issue of your Lifetime
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permission for the journey from the De-
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Year—carryimg the first copy of your
PLaynoy subscription—will be in Viet
nam before this letter appears in print
We sincerely hope that both supply a
boost in morale for the Americans fight-
ing for our freedom so far from home.

SNOW FOOLING

In the Dear Playboy section of the
September 1965 issue of r.aynoy, I noted.
with pleasure a picture of fetching
Dinah Willis, and read her letter aski
to be a Playmate. Sure enough, in the
December issue, there she was—
Willis as Miss December. The only flaw
in the otherwise perfect article was a

series of three pictures captioned: “

Dinah ... finds Lincoln Park
packed slopes a sledder's paradise.

You quoted Dinah as saying, "It hasn't
snowed back home in years.” Unfortu
nately, it hadn't snowed in Chicago be-
tween September and the middle of
November (when her December isue
went on sale) either. How is it possible,
if тылүвоу first heard from Dinah in
time for the September issue and pre
pared her pictorial in time for the De

snow-

cember issue, for her to be sledding in
Lincoln Park?

ther you've known Dinah for a long

time, or the pictures were not tak

nin
Chicago. C'mon, ргАувоу, are you put
ting us on?
Jeffrey Н. Lite
Champaign, Illinois

How did Dinah Willis (Miss Decem.
ber) find snow in Lincoln Park between
the publishing of your September issue,
when she first contacted you, and the
publishing of your December issue?

Myles Rothstein
Chicago, Illinois

We assume that most readers realize
the production schedule of a monthly
magazine requires the preparation of
most of the editorial and pictorial con-
tents for an issue well in advance of
publication date. Neither Dinah’s Sep-
tember letter, nor the subsequent picture
story on her in the December issue, actu-
ally originated in the fall of 1965. The
photographs of her sledding in Lincoln
Park were taken, of course, during the
previous winter. (For a frame of refer
ence on just how far ahead even a more

timely, news-oriented magazine like Life
somelimes prepares ils feature stories,
compare the puppy pictures of the Play
boy Mansion mascot on page 68D of the
October 29,1965, issue of that publication
with the color photo of the same Saint
Bernard, almost 200 pounds heavier, on
page 112 of the January 1966 issue of
PLAYBOY.)

LIGHTS OUT
Too bad it’s too late to inform the
late Robert. Ruark that his entertaining
bit, Nothing Works and Nobody Cares,
is already obsolete so soon after its ap-
pearance in the December rrAvnov. I'm
referring to his statement, “The only
thing I know of that really works any
more is Consolidated Edison.”
шеу Steinberger
Hillside, New Jersey

CREATIVE COLLECTING

І have read J. Paul Getty’s article,
Creative. Collecting, in your November
issue and, since my name and that of
Christie's, the firm which I served for
over 60 уса

s, ате mentioned, I hope you
will allow me to say that I find the arti-
cle very interesting and most helpful to
intending collectors of works of art.

At Christie’s it was my duty for many

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As I leafed through my December
1965 issue of PLAYBOY, I гап across опе of
the funniest cartoons I have ever scen in
my life. I refer to the cartoon on page
248 of the minister gazing at an шъ
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J have not laughed as hard in a long
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The Rev. Robert N. Sawyer, Jr.,
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Farmington, Michigan

SEX INSTITUTE

In your December issue you printed а
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which they state that the resources of the
Institute for Sex Research at Indiana
University ailable to visiting
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fied outside scholars with most
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earlier policy was stringent, we never
practiced total exclusion—as the Kron-
hausens own attests. In
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qualified scholars to visit us and m
use of our and library. At
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mately 50 such visitors per year. Some
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COEXISTENCE COMMENTS
The Honorable William Benton is,
indeed, a master at understanding the
term "propaganda"; he is even better at
understanding the technique of “promo
tion,” since most of his December article,
What Do They Mean, Coextstence?, is
a not-too-leverly concealed promotion
picce about himself
It seems that our Ambassador to
UNESCO has fallen into the wap of
thinking that we are the good guys and
they arc the bad guys. In actuality,
doesn’t our connotation of term
“peaceful coexistence” mean about the
same thing to the Communists?
Sandra J. Williams
Chicago, Illinois

the

I have read Senator Benton's article
with great interest. and, as always, Bill
has got some very pungent and useful
things to say.

Harrison E. Salisbury,
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The New York Times

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e were reminded of the innumerable
аас miih English lan-
wage by a financier friend of ours who,
during a recent luncheon get-together,
happened to mention the prosperous
economie dowmheavals of а stable post-
Wa Europi He
minded us that the idea of alierir

Western then re

5 or

outsert

ng various prefixes in the cause
of semantic lucidity had originated in
our own pages (June 1964 Playhoy After
Hours) and that he could think of no
simpler technique lor formulating a
more limpid lexicon. Why, he pressed
on pointedly, couldn't а successful son
be undershadowed by his less resource
ful father? Why not. indeed. we
thought? Caught up by his enthusiasm,
we began exploring whole new avenues
of lexicographic invention.

For openers, we experimented with
the ever-popular prefixes “over” and
“under,” both of which proved positive
gold mines in our search for brave new
words, If, for example, an arrogant
dividual can be called overbearing,
only logical that а timid one should be

t's

termed

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underbearing. Why
dered further, couldn't someone who is
boveboard be
someone lacking in insight be
standing: the star of the
overstudy: or an obstetrician be
taker? For that matter, if Sam Giancana
is known as the “Overlord of the Under-
world.” why is it we dub FBI
agents "Underlords of the Overworld"?

Moving on to greener prefixed pas-
tures, we concluded that before you can
call а rash newcomer an upstart, vou
have to be something of a veteran down-
start yourself, By the same token, you
would want to downbraid ап ecient
employee, avoid a comic who tells doun-
roarious jokes, prosecute those who
downhold the law and avoid serious
dealings with anyone too upto-earth.
Why, we wondered on, doesn't the chair
man of the board ever call it a day by
provening the meeting. a successful liv-
ing artist receive acclaim for his pre-

pon

always overhanded, or
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п

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show be

never

humous works, or а psychologist prefer
a suitably clinical term like sexual outer-
course in writing about teenage petting?

Our quest for the quintessence of anto-
nymic abbreviation inevitably led us to
another source of untied utterables:
words never used without their proper
prefixes, If impugning one's character is
a mark of disdain, certainly "pugning" is
the highest form of praise. or better vet,
"dain." And why grope for bons mots
like meaningful and extraordinary, when.
ind “ferior” can get the job done
just as well—and in half the time?

By now, you've probably come 10 ip-
predate the finer points of this little
grammatical gambit which allows you to
precate the becilic, plore the sipid, or

ane"

even overmine a liberal lass or two in
pursuing the pleasures of the projugal
bed. In any event. you'll undoubtedly
want to pndently punge

prefixes of your own

few inlandish

In view

of China's burgeoning popu.
lation—already the largest in the мона
the following headline Phoe
nixville, Pennsylvania, Daily Republican
seemed to us a bit improbable: AVERAGE
CHINESE GEIS VERY LITTLE

from the

Hung, until recently, on the wall of

an office in the Crusader Insurance Com
pany of Reigate, England, was a poster
about burglary insurance that read “It
Can Happen to You." It was taken

down when the employees arrived. one
morning to find the place ransacked and
the following message scrawled on the
poster: "It has."

Commuters may be interested 10 learn
that it’s Шера) in Milan, Italy, to stop
а train by lying down on the tracks.

The attention of agronomists, ento.
mologists, Republican Congressmen and
the Kinsey Institute is directed to a news
flash іп New Yorks Syracuse Herald-
Journal which announced that an insect

research laboratory newly dedicated by
the U.S. Department of Agriculture in
Gainesville, Florida, “will study various
biological measures, such as incest birth
control.”

Sign spotted on the tiny marquee of
an art house in cosmopolitan Cincin
nati: A.M. BECOMES ELECTRA.

Did you know, or do you care, that
Diogenes, who spent his lifetime looking
for an honest man, was wanted for coun-
terfeiting . . . Sir Francis Bacon believed
that claret wine was good for lawns . . .
The troops of Alexander the Great
played with yo-yos . .. Lord Nelson was
seasick at the battle of Trafal `
Henry ШІ of France introduced earrings
lor men and insisted that all his courtiers
have their ears pierced . | . Ex-Queen
Narriman of Egypt, while she was mar-
ried 10 Farouk, bought 70 dozen bras
sieres a vear . . . Robert Louis Stevenson
wrote Travels with a Donkey on his
honeymoon Oscar Wilde refused to
dine where there were mauve flowers on
the table . . . Walt Whitman boasted of
having fathered 11 illegitimate children

. . Louis XV claimed to be beter at
needlework than any woman in his k
dom
in prep school on
Corpse”
laxation, liked having her feet
and her bottom slapped . . . Scarlett
O'Hara's first name, in the original draft
of Gone with the Wind, was Pansy . . .
W. G. Fields listed contributions to
churches in the Solomon Islands and de-
preciation on his lawnmower as income-
tax deductions . . . Before going into
baule, Napoleon sprinkled perfume on
his horse's mane . . . Sarah Bernhardt
traveled with a cofhn which she in
while serving tea . . . Portly President
Taft once got stuck in а White House
bathtub . . . Giovanni Casanova owned
a custom-made portable bathtub built for
two . . . Emperor Claudius, during a

- Robert Benchley wrote an essay
How to Embalm a
Catherine the Great, for
ickled

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meat shortage in Rome, once ate masto-
don steaks chopped out of a Siberian ісе
berg ... And, last but not least, that
Marie Antoinette had a bigger bust than
Jayne Mansfield? For the interest of those
who care about such things, these and
other equally momentous tidbits of in-
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Facts of History, а book by Paul Steincr,
published by AbelardSchuman.

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1966!

Hear The Great Jazz Of These

In a letter to Civil Defense headquar-
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nist Fletcher Knebel, а man wrote:

Please send me the bomb-shelter kit. In
accordance with your offer, I understand
this puts me under no obligation to be
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For a highly pleasant aural experience,
We recommend Matt Monro / АЙ My Loving
(Liberty) England's answer to Sinatra
(vocally, at least) projects admirably on
а potpourri of recent hits and tasty chest
nuts, Particularly elfective are Fly Me to

the Moon and Memphis in June.

A rich retinue of vinyl reissues have
recently crossed our desk, including a
healthy batch in the RCA Victor “Vin-
tage" series. The half-dozen at hand run
from the Twenties to the Fifties. Radio's
Aces / The Coon-Sanders Nighthawks, recorded
in the kue Twenties, recks of nostalgia,
if not of particularly deathless jazz, but
the
mirror of the cra and can be appreci

Joon-Sanders band was a wonderful

as such. Count Basie in Kansas
Moten's Great Band of 1930-1932 is Basi
the context of the fine Moten aggreg
which contained, in addition to the
Count, “Hot Lips" Page and Ben Web
ster. Basie's roots in Kaycee jazz are
prominently displayed on this LP. 34~
135 / Fats Weller features the irrepressible
Fats on solo piano or with a small
group, supplying a vocal to most of the
numbers and, in general, showing why
his untimely death in 1943 was an ir-
reparable loss to the jazz community.
Jumpin’ Punkins / Duke Ellington, recorded in
1940 and 1941, found the Dukes ag-
gregation at the peak of its prowess.
The 16 tunes here—from the opening
Laündihed Conga Biava to the steamy
loc

capper, Five O" Drag—are amazing
examples of the band's solo and ensem
ble efficacy. В. G.: The Small Groups / Benny
Goedmen, etched from 1936 through 1938,
has the King performing with trio,
quartet and quintet, with the regular
hands—Wilson, Krupa and Hampton—
augmented or substituted for, on occasion,
by John Kirby, Ziggy Elman, Dave
"Tough and Buddy Schutz, with vocals
being supplied by Martha Tilton, Helen
Ward and The Hamp. Through all
16 numbers, however, Benny and Teddy
Wilson form a delightful Damon and
Pythias. The Be Bop Era hom
the first tentative steps in that direction

ranges

(Allen's Alley, recorded by a Coleman
Hawkins group in 1946), through the
more adventurous approaches of Kenny
Clarke, whose combo was spearheaded by
trumpeters Fats Navarro and Kenny Dor
ham, and on to the Gillespie band of
1949, which under Di direction achieved
a coolly passionate state of being. Noth-
ing succeeds like success, the record com-
panies feel, and that is why we have LP
reprises of artists’ past smashes. For in-
stance: Tony's Greatest Hits, Volume Ш (Co.
lumbia) contains some of Bennett's most
memorable etchings. One can choose
random from among the dozen recapped

here and pull out a plum. I Left My
Heart in San Francisco, Who Can I
Turn To, A Taste of Honey, This Is All
I Ask make up just a part of the stellar
Need we «iy more? Andy

tunes on tap.
Williams/Conadian Sunset (Columbia) once
more brings to the fore the title tune,

The Bilbao Song, The Hawaiian
Wedding Song and Lonely Street,
among others.

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The LP we warned you about in Dc-
cember's The Shel Silverstein Songbook
has at last been unleashed upon a sus-
pecting world. I'm So Good that I Don't Have
to Brag! / Shel Silverstein Sings His Songs
(Cadet) is filled with the words, music
and vocalizing (camp at its lowest) of
PLAYBOY'S bearded bard. Lyrics to а trio
of the Silverstein tone pocms—Ever
Lovin’ Machine, Plastic and Yowsah!—
were set forth in the Songbook, but they
obviously need Shel’s slightly cracked
bel canto to do them justice. Here, too

caveat emplor—are the title tune,
The Ugliest Man in Town, Testing the
Bomb and seven other contemporary
cantatas of similarly splendid ilk.

The guitar in a variety of guises may
be heard to advantage on a clutch of
recent LP releases. Two of them, Django
Reinhardt / Le Jazz Hor! (Emarcy) and Django
Reinhardt (Pathé), recorded between 1942
and 1951, feature the jazzguitar great
who died in 1953, on tracks never before
released in the Û. S. Le Jazz Hot! of pre-
War vintage, has the guitarist struggling
against the almost insurmountable ob-
stacles of dreary arrangements and Mickey
Mouse accompaniment; the miracle is

that he succeeds in overcoming them.
The Pathé LP exhibits Reinhardt in the

felicitous contest of the Quintet of the
Hot Club of France, sharing honors with
his illustrious confrere, violinist Stéphane
Grappelly. The pièce de résistance, how-
ever, is an unaccompanied guitar solo of
the celebrated Nuages. A fine contem:
porary guitarist is beautifully showcased
on Chuck Wayne / Morning Mist (Prestige).
With only bassist Joe Williams and
drummer Ronny Bedford aboard, Wayne
moves sensitively through a wide range
of material—Goodbye. Lil Darlin’, Some-
one to Watch over Me—all handled with
impeccable taste. Guitar, flamenco style,
is available on a trio of fiery, full-bodied
recordings. Juan Serrano Plays Popular Music
of Spain end the Old World (Victor) spot-
lights the young Spanish virtuoso in a
session that goes as [ar afield as the
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MOVIES

Cutting a suave swath through vile
villains and wily women, Bond is back,
in Thunderball. If you happen to be
one of the two or three zillion bulls who
get a bang out of Bond—and Se.
nery, who dumped Doris Day as filmdom's
top box-office star in 1965—this one is an
absolute must. There's one of those usual
SPECTRE plots To Destroy Civilization As
We Know It (this time the baddies have
hijacked two atomic bombs from NATO.
and will mushroom-cloud Miami unless
the Allies cough up an embarrassment of
riches for ransom: $280,000,000 worth of
diamonds). The film also features а fetch:
ing plethora of pretties, none of them
overdressed, who romp with Bond—and
with abandon—far more than in any of
the previous Fleming flicks. And there
is fistwork and knifework, pistolplay,
speargun-play and sharkplay aplenty.
But the tone has changed. The Bond
films used to grip with grucsome action,
g sex and giggles as a safety valve.
Now it's less private eye and more like
navision comic book with nobody
pecting anybody to be seriously scared
or shook up—just tongue-in-cheekily
whiz-bam-roomed with square-jawed Con-
nery, who has solidly jelled into the
ideal embodiment of Superbond the In-
vincible, World's Number-One Operator.
Since a good deal of the story takes place
in the Caribbean, there's much carnival
in evidence, but even more scuba-doings,
which give us a chance to see a lot of a
lot of lovelies. Chief among them are
Luciana Paluzzi, a spicy Italian antipasto,
and Claudine Auger, a tasty French
pastry. With swinish suaveness, Adolfo
Geli plays the mastermind menace who
finally meets his wet Waterloo in a spec
tacular underwater donnybrook between
his aquanaughties and the Navy's aqu
paratroops—led by Bond in a jet-
propelled, rocket-Jaunching Buck Rogers
backpack. AH in all, it’s not only the
funniest and farthest out but also the
biggest and the best of the Bond bomb-
shells. At presstime, we were informed
that Connery has patched up his differ-
ences with the Bond producers and
agreed to continue playing the title role
in forthcoming epics. Good show!

Dr. Zhivago is one of the best-looking
synopses of a notable novel ever brought
to the screen. It was directed by David
(Lawrence of Arabia) Lean and photo-
graphed by Fred А. (Lawrence of Arabia)
Young, and it's swimming іп Pana-
vision and color. The locations and the
immense settings are perfectly picked and
deployed, and there are many sweeping

scenes (a review of troops, a lonely burial
in an immense windswept valley) that
hint at the scope of the book and the
huge land in which it is set. But after all
the compliments are in, the accounts
have to be added up; and the tough
truth is that this almost-three-and-a-half-
hour version of Boris Pasternak's master-
work is too short for its subject and too
long for its treatment. Writer Robert
Bolt, also a Lawrence veteran, who did
the screenplay, says he knew it was im-
possible to capture the novel. The next
question is not “Who could expect him
to?” but “If not, then why bother at all?”
As most of the world knows, Dr. Zhivago
is the story of a Russian individual's
struggle to remain both Russian and in
dividual through the tumultuous days of
the Revolution and the years thereafter.
We sce these gigantic events through the
prism of a single soul, the doctor poet
who loves his country, hates its inj
tices, questions the cures; who marries a

sweet, devoted girl and falls in love with
a wonderful, wild girl; and who loses
both in

the maelsrom of the
epoch and is left with his original loves—
Russia, poetry, humanity—all of them in
considerable trouble. Lean has done well
with the large outer motions of the film,
but the characters within fare less well.
Primarily, Omar Sharif as Dr. Z. is re-
duced to a sufferer, an observer, who—
except for a little doctoring—doesn’t do
much but observe. Julie Christie is a
gorgeous gal, and any male would like
to be in the doc's (shall we say) shoes; but
she approximates about one quarter of
Lara, the deep, stormy-screne feminine
soul of Russia. Geraldine Chaplin, the
doctor's wife, has a sweet female version
of her father's famous face but none of
hiis ability- Alec Guinness is adequate as
the doc's hard-bitten half-brother; Tom
Courtenay is inadequate as a student-
revolutionary who becomes а terrorist
commander; Rod Steiger slumps around
in the old Steiger role of the sex egotist
who knows it and can't help it; Ralph
Richardson is pungent as 7.9 fatherin-
law. Lots of lovely work here, but not
enough of the novel's texture, nor enough
vitality for a long film.

Viva Maria, a French film, has а good
gimmick but bobbles it. Time: turn of
the century. Brigitte Bardot, daughter of
an Irish mother, is taught by her revolu
tionary French father to bomb the Brit
ish at every opportunity. She blows a
bridge in a British colony in Central
America, then, fleeing the fuzz, joins a
show caravan which features Jeanne
Moreau, a singer who has just lost her
(girl) partner. The two team up; by
happy accident, they invent the double
striptease and set all Central America on
its, shall we say, ear. Also, because of
BB's passion for politics and JM's just
plain passion, they get gummed up in a
revolution whose heroic leader is George

them

milton. (Wha) The idea is ideal, the
color camerawork by Henri Decae is
and much of the movie has
But the script, by Louis Malle
and Jean-Claude Carriere, starts like a
house afire, then quickly burns low.
Invention lags, and what seemed the
beginning of a colossally kookie comedy
remains the beginning, with occasional
flurries of farce. We keep
all the pretty

comes :
Malle, who directed, is much better at
romance than at riot. BB never looked
lovelier; the woo-work of JM and Hamil-
ton shows that Malle knows (as he
proved in The Lovers) how to use cloxc-
ups on a wide screen. But fun is just not
his forte.

Room at the Top (1958), from a novel
by John Braine, now has a sequel,
Life at the Top, from а novel by Joh
Braine, and the message is that things
are tough all over—for those with souls
and those with shekels. But though the
message is familiar, the film is fine, be-
cause direction and dialog, action and
acting are as top as the echelon it's about.
Ten years have passed since Joe Lamp-
ton, English working-class lad, studded
up the ladder by knocking up a textile
tycoon’s daughter. Now they have two
children, а chinzy chalet outside their
Midlands m: town, and a
good dose of marital malaise. Also, Joe,
who is no dope, knows that hc is consid-
cred one; that people think he got his
salcsexec position with p
something other than hi
is soon to merge or go pub-
to prove his value and
insure his future. Trouble brews on both
counts: His business plans are boggled
and his marriage is threatened by a two-
way stretch. The wife drifts into dalliance

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realistic: Everybody is a little clearer
about who he is and what is possible,
and is resigned to settle for it. The adap-
ion by Mordecai Richler (a gifted
ovelist himself) has a candor апа cut-
ting edge. movies, and Ted
Kotchelf’s direction is well up to the level

of Jack С first. Top film:
People and place are used with pace and
rence Harvey, again with
cent, is acting. again, for a
change. Jean Simmons is wonderfully
as the wife, and Honor
(Goldfinger) Blackman is, as usual,

Honor bright as the ТУ type. Donald
Wolhit, the old man, gnilicent, :
1 Craig, the local roué, is а keen
gay blade, Nothing new in the nub of the
film, but it’s noteworthy for its maturity
and method.

The Slender Thread is a telephone line.
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who has just taken an overdose of sleep-
ing pills, At the other end is Sidney Poi-
tier, a university student manning the
switchboard at a “crisis ch а sort of

Suicides Anonymous. It’s his job to find

ош where she is, what she’s taken and to
get help to her before the other slender

thread, the one by which her life is hang-
ing, finally frays out. She toys with him,
enjoying, for once in her life, a sense of
self-importance. He is weary, desperate,
frightened, but he must maintain the
connection, electronic and psychological.
It's a strong dramatic situation and, for
the most part, director Sydney Pollack
keeps his Thread stretched taut and
true. He even manages to straighten
out such loops and snags as develop
when flashbacks reveal that the life
leading up to the dive into the pill
boule was not exactly fraught with in-
terest. The movie is based on a true
story and its documentary quality is en
hanced by the use of Seattle locations
(its refreshing to see some American city
other than New York, Los Angeles or
San Francisco in the background) and by
the use of nonprofessionals in small
parts. Miss Bancroft is, as usual, skill-
fully sodden as one of suburbia's unfortu-
es. Poitier, who has developed into a
genuinely moving screen personality, ex-
pertly conveys the tension of a man who
must control himself before he can con-
trol his situation. He never forgets that
there is humor, especially sel-humor, in
such moments, and when he is on screen
he film jumps with wayward life.

The idea is neat. It's the 21st Century
and war has been outlawed. People work
off their natural aggressions by joining
“The Big Hunt.” Five times they must
find and kill a victim selected for them
by a computer in Geneva. Five times they
must allow themselves to be the quar
There is a prize for each encounter they
survive, and if they live through all ten
of them they win a million dollars. The
possibilities for terror, for macabre
humor, for comment on the violence
of our own times and the world it
could create, are endless. But the makers
ОГ The 10h Vidim have frittered them
away like the veriest wasuels. They can-
not make up their minds what they want
their film to be—science fiction, suspense
or, perhap: ical romantic comedy.
They no sooner start to build one mood
than they wantonly break it to try
something else, hoping they can hold the
hodgepodge together by repeated invo-
ations of the spirit of camp, which is
neither high nor low—mcrely boot.
There are some good sequences, among
them the opening, where a cop inter
rupts a hunter in hot pursuit and de-
mands to sec his license and which
features the much-publicized firi
the brassiere gun.
sight gag:
in the boots of а heel-clickiny

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here are some nifty
like the planting of explosives

German,

who soon thereafter snaps to attention.

"There is even some welltaken satire, as
when a voice very like those that now
urge us to support mental health urges
us to join The Big Hunt—for much the
same reasons. But the picture is not
helped by a tacky tacked-on ending that
destroys such logic as was left in the en-
terprise, not to mention whatever point
it was trying to make. Ursula Andress as
the principal huntress may not rate an
Oscar for her acting ability—but, given
her other attributes, it scarcely matter:
She spends most of the picture in a back
less outfit with nothing underneath.
Marcello Mastroianni, who can act, here
does not bother. Undoubtedly he shrugs
instead of laughs on his way to the bank.

BOOKS
A man named Jones in Graham
Grcene's The Comedians (Viking) says

that he divides the world into two parts
—"the toffs and the tarts . . . The toffs
have a settled job or a good income
‘The tarts—well we pick a living here
and there—in saloon-bars. We keep our
cars open and our eyes skinned.” Si
larly, Greene divides his works of long
prose fiction into novels and entertain
ments. The former are respectable and
serious, the latter—well, entertaining. It
is Jones’ opinion that “the 1005 can do
without the tarts, but the tarts can't do
without the toffs,” which may be truc of
human nature but isn’t true of long
prose fiction. Greene's latest novel bas
the literary equivalent of a sewed job
1 а good income: a concern for impor
tant issucs such as dictatorship and com
munism, black and white, involvement
and inerti But аге seldom
open, its eyes just partially skinned.
Greene 100 old а hand to be com-
pletely dull; but in writing a book that is
nine pars toff to one part tart, he is
only spasmodically entertaining. The lo
cale he chose might have served him bet
ter: Haiti under the terrorist reign of
Papa Doc Duvalier and the Tontons
Macoute. His picture of а country

ng to pieces is vivid and even fright
ening, but his characters arc too weak to
compete with their surroundings. The
narrator, a white man who owns a resort
hotel near Port-au-Prince, devotes the
lion's share of his time and energy to a
love affair with the German wife of a
South American diplomat. The sole
guests at his hotel are an American cou
ple who hope to bring peace to the
world through vegetarianism, Апа
Jones, the only major character to take
t the Tontons Macoute, is а
soldier of fortune who has never sol-
diered before, much less been fortunc's
favorite. They are all of them pale and a
bit unreal compared to the brutal facts

its ears

of Haitian life. "They аге, in fact, not so
very different from the characters in an-
other recent book that centers on a Car-
ibbcan resort, Herman Wouk's Don't
Stop the Carnival. And Greene, for all
his accomplishments of style and
thought, emerges here as little more
than Herman Wouk with a troubled
Catholic conscience,

The Magus (Little, Brown)—also known
as the Magician, or Juggler—is a sym-
bol

п the fortunetelling tarot cards,
ing for “the caster of the dice and
in the world of vulga
tricker John Fowles’ new novel is
powered by a selfmade magus named
Maurice Conchis, who leads the young,
unsuspecting hero (as he has led other in-
nocents before him) into a world of end-
less mirrors, doors and emotional
enticements that blur all lines between
fantasy and reality. The hero-narrator.
Nicholar Urfe, is hurtled along with the
reader through a transforming drama of
symbol and mystery that remains always
ad frighteningly—bclievable. Fowles,
who created the suspenseful tale of an
obsession in The Collector, now unlocks
a modern Pandora's box of obsessions.
"The story begins deceptively with what
seems to be another well-told but fa-
miliar account of a young man's off-and-
on affair with a kookie blonde; but when
our likable, rather ordinary hero takes
а teaching post om the out-of-the-w
Greek island of Phraxos, “the mysteries
begin.” They are directed by Conc
who аттап
charades for the hero-victim that lead
him to question every value and ex-
perience from lust to love and death.
and wisdom are interwoven in this
s with a
1 fantasy that outdoes that
recently revitalized master, In his new
novel, Fowles raises as powerfully as any
recent fiction writer the question of what,
in our spinning times, is or can be
morality.

Alberto Moravia has collected his es-
says on various topics, written from 1941
to the present, under the title Men es
an End (Farrar, Straus & Giroux), and for
admirers of his tales, it turns out to be a
disappointment. The reader’s guard goes
up at once when the author says in his
preface that, on rereading the widely
spaced articles, he discovered “ 'a certain
nity of inspiration.” This feint is the
trademark of a guilty conscience about
putting out a collection, When the collec-
tion is good, the remark is superfluous;
when 105 not, the rationalization doesn’t
help. The title essay, the carliest, is a
discussion of the decay of humanism
in cafédespair terms, the Continental
equivalent of а dormitory bull session,
full of facile doom. His essay on psy-
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novels or other literary works directly
inspired by Freud.” As it gets closer to
the present, the book gets better. The
best essays are on Machiavelli, Boccaccio.
and the long one on the lesser-known
lalian writer Manzoni. The anti-religious
modern author makes clear how
Manzoni's mighty masterwork, The Be
trothed, is really a subtle anatomy of
the effect of religion on Italy. Also оп
the plus side—an insightful commentary

ism us. art (“Art is memory.
s prophecy"): some reward-
ing reflections on the
ceptive picce about Ver
Halan character. But, for
of subject and inquiry.
letdown, as when a Roman restaur
conversation, fascinating as long as it's
incomprehensible, is revealed in transla
tion as a clutter of clichés. Mo
tellect is not in the same league w
fictional intelligence.

all th

“If you want to read about present
day South Africa," says a character in
Dan Jacobson's novel The Beginners (Mac
millan), only place vou do it
is in the 19th Century. Russian. novel.”
So Jacobson has wied to write that novel
himself, а huge, old-fashioned, hundred
charactered panorama of the politic, re
ligion, art, business, sex, race relati
and solemn thoughts of thr
tions of a Jewish family, settlers i
settled country is in a land of aliens,
nying to find a place for themselves
in a place where the natives themselves
re outcasts. But while South Ah like
19th Century Russia, is “writer's coun-
uy” indeed, Jacobson's talents ате more
those of a Chekhov than a Tolstoy. He is
most effective at showing how emptiness
itself can be confining, at revealing the
heroism of ordinary people muddling
through the inconclusiveness of their
lives, at describing the inner landscape
of the defeated, an emotional climate
where leaves bud brown and flowers
wither in the spring. But too much
dreariness, instead of hg our com-
passion, deadens our responses: the n
descript, described at length, only blurs
our perceptions; flatness of tone soon
becomes a drone.

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as ] pursuing epic
sweep, has produced inste: ded bar-
bershop pole: steadily moving but going
nowhere. Rarely in recent years has а
writer of Jacobson's skill turned out
such a relendessly conventional novel.

Somewhere in A Little Lexicon of Love
(Sherbourne), rrvnov's own carthy ety-
mologist, Ray Russell, comp! that
his fifth-grade teacher gave him a bum
steer on the word "sweat" "Horses
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all the way back to the Sanskrit weda. Tt
is Ray's way in these delightful essays.
most of which appeared originally here-
abouts, to rescue the English language
from the “taint of gentility” and restore
it to its original condition—that is
blunt instrument of communication.
One good word, says he, is worth a
thousand euphemisms. Yet even the
euphemisms have their fascination for
PLAYBOY'S ex-Executive Editor, and he is
capable of devoting an entire chapter to
33 different ways of saying "fanny" (itself
a cuphemism). In the title essay, which
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the sort of inflated verbiage that gushes
from Hollywood press agents and wom
en's fashion magazines. In sum, his Little
Lexicon is a welcome work.

The line between fact and fancy has
been getting ever fuzier in the book
world of espionage—plots and characters
are more and more coming to resemble
reality. Now, in The Billion Dollar Brain
(Ришат), Len Deighton nearly shat-
ters the barrier. The spectacular case
he gives us seems to be fresh out of the
newspapers, with Deighton adding what
the newspaper reader missed: the private
conversations of the participants, their
secret thoughts and far-fromsimple mo-
tivations. Which is nor to say that Deigh.
ton has skirted all the bogs of hokum,
but is to say that he has handsomely саг
ried oll this latest sortie into that super-
elite corner of British Intelligence that
he has been exploring. His secret agent
a cynical, spare and sexy graduate of the
HammettChandler school, jousts with
an entrepreneurial American spy пет.
work known as Facts for Freedom,
financed and directed by a rightist Texas
fanatic. (No, this crackpot didn't make it
in oil—canned foods and insurance.)
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the racy characters. Whenever a caper
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Funeral in Berlin were marred some-

at by an excess of plot trickiness and
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relaxed; he can even play a small game
or two with the reader. After an explicit
and bloody description of a carcass, he
adds: "Kaarna was dead." The best of
the earlier Deighton is present, too, as
he casually hints that some celebrated
real-life events were not exactly as repre
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were spirited there by British office
holders to avoid the political backlash of
arrest and trial. And he offers his concep-
tion of ultramodern reality: “The day of
the political philosopher is over. Men no
longer betray their country for an ideal

. They do the things they do because
they want а new car or they fear the
bc fired or because they love a teena
girl or hate their wife, or just because

they want to get away from it all .
Deighton leaves the chilling impression
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happen—or already has.

THEATER

The cactus is a Cinderella plant, an
ugly prickling—tough, bristly, unappeal
ing, until one day it blossoms a beau
tiful Cactus Hower. In Abe Burrows’ new

based on а French comedy by
тте Barillet and Jean Pierre Gredy
en Bacall is the cactus, a starchy,
antiseptic, ficient dental nurse, un
vieldingly devoted to her boss and his
ctice. She looks, as one edgy patient
ibes her, “like a large Band-Aid.”

the second act she. blossomed

into Lauren Bacall, sexy, thr

in a spangled sheath, and
snaring any man or dentist—on stage
or in the audience. Surrounding. Miss
Bacall in her transformation аге some
worthy comic actors: Barry Nelson as
the dentist-lecher; Brenda Vaccaro as
his kookie mistress: and Burt Brincker
hoff as Brenda's Beat-next-door. Author
direaor Burrows is a fast master of
Broadway sleight of hand, but this time
around his hand is too slight. There are
some—but not enough—neat one and
two-liners. Onc-lincr cll me what she
didn't say—word for word.” Twoliner:
Dentist to patient: "How does your
mouth feel Patient: "Му mouth feels
fine. My teeth hurt” The р

iability, are distributed like play
money among the cardboard characters
who participate in this series of con-
trivances. Bachelor Nelson tells his girl
he is married to avoid marrying her,
then decides to marry her alter all (and
after her suicide attempt). But she de-
mands to meet his wife to be sure she
(the wife) wants a divorce. Nurse Bacall
who is already something of a wife in
the office, is drafted to pretend she is

gs. of vary-

the wife in the house. The incurably
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showing up of the liar-dentist and the
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ЕМ, zirifriend, who has a great many
fine qualities, does not count great
beauty among them. Personally, I'm not
bothered by this, but what do I say when
she complains that I never compliment
her on her appearance?—J. С, Los
Angeles, California.

Take a tip from wise old Lucretius,
who managed lo come up with enough
kind words to make any lady feel attrac-
tive: “A swarthy girl is hailed а ‘nul-
brown maid’; and even a slattern ranks
as ‘sweet disorder’; a cat-eyed wench is a
‘latter-day Pallas; while if she's all sinew
and bone, call her a ‘gazelle’; а sawed-off
runt, ‘my little grace,’ or “Wits tiny look-
ing glass’; а lumbering virago, ‘a miracle
of nature divinely cast’; if she’s tongue-
tied, a ‘charming lisp’; struck dumb, it's
‘modesty’; а scolding or vicious chatter-
box becomes ‘the torch of eloquence’; a
girl too skinny to live is, of course, ‘fash-
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tion? She's ‘delicate. Bloated, with
cowlike udders? She's “Circe herself, nurs-
mg the infant Bacchus; the pug-nosed
girl is ‘Jaunlike’ or ‘child of the Satyrs'z
and a blubberlipped flooie is ‘an em-
bodied kis? "

Pave received much conflicting advice
on the correct attire to be worn at the
opera, Would you please advise? —
G.M. M., Cedar Rapids, Towa.

There are no hard and fast rules gov-
erning the kind of attire worn to the op-
cra. Opening nights generally require
black tie or tails. Оп regular evenings
you'd be sartoriatty correct in less formal
garb, preferably a dark suit. Of course,
all the rules go ош the window for
premieres of the Cedar Rapids Opera
Company.

Financially, who really has it made in
the world—doctors or lawyers? I always
thought that attorneys outearned M.D.s,
but my friends tell me 1 am wrong. How
do the professions ratc?—N. L., Chicago,
Illinois.

It's the doctors by a long shot of the
hypodermic needle. According to the an-
nual statistical survey of the U.S. De-
partment of Labor, medicos are the
highest paid professionals in the country,
with a median income of $16,000.
Median figures, the standard gauge used
by the Government to calculate income
levels, mean, of course, that half the doc-
tors in America carn less than $16,000
and half carn more, The range includes
everyone who holds an M.D. degree, from
a country G.P. starting on his first round.
of backwoods house calls, to a Park
Avenue psychiatrist earning six figures
annually. Using the same gauge for bar
risters, the legal profession ranks fifth,

with a median income of $11,650. Self-
employed managers in banking and fi-
nance are the second-highest-paid group
in America, with a median level of
$14,050. Third and fourth places go to
dentists, at $13,050, and then medical-
science professors, at $12,850. Rounding
out the lop ten are airline pilots
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presidents ($10,650), self-employed man-
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(310,350) and self-employed manufac-
turing managers ($10,000). All other
professions rank below the $10,000-
median-income mark,

AA friend of mine and 1 have been en-
gaged in a running argument about the
quality of records sold in discount de-
partment stores. 1 maintain that even
though the album jackets are the same,
the records themselves are decidedly in.
ferior to those sold in regular record
shops. My friend opines that the record
quality is the same in both stores. Who's
right?—B. R., Bartow, Florida

Your friend. Some discount sources
sell ofl-brand records of inferior quality,
but where the album jacket is the same,
so is the record inside—whether you buy
it at the regular price or at a discount.

WV am presently employed in a position
with more than normal difficulties. My
female supervisor has strong Lesbian
well as b the most
and inconsiderate bureaucrat I
ever encountered. Recently, I was
ollered a salary higher than hers. She
convinced herself that this raise had
nothing to do with my ability, but re-
flected sex disc jon against her; as
a result, she started on a rampage of nit
picking and badgering about my work.
Consequently, I am going to resign at the
termination of my year's contract. My
problem is: How do I explain to future
personnel directors the reason for pull-
ing out of an organization after just a
one-year stay? 1 don't want lo discuss the
relationship I had with my supervisor
and I don't want to give the impression
that I ked to leave. How do I han-
dle i?—A. B., Los An

In these days of high carcer mobility,
а one-year tenure is not prima facie evi-
dence of dismissal, or even job instability.
Al your next interview, there’s no need
to discuss the personality conflict you
had with your immediate supervisor; just
Say you resigned for personal reasons, and
give the name of the party responsible
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Mai Tai. I have not been able to locate
a recipe for this concoction since my re-
turn, and would greatly appreciate any
nformation you can provide.—R. К. С,
derick, South Dakota.

Place V& ounce each of fresh lime
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EMi; boyfriend and 1 are both 22. We
have been dating steadily for the past
three years and are about as mentally
and physically compatible as two people
can be. I want to get engaged next year
and then тапу two years after that,
‘This way, we would both have enough
time to be sure about each other and
also save some money. 1 feel marriages
for а lifetime and shouldn't be
rushed into. My boyfriend feels thc
‚ except that he follows the pLavnoy
е about 30 being the ideal age for a
man to marry. Waiting until he's 30 is
fine for him, but what happens if we
wait that long and then he decides not
to marry me? ТЇЇ also be 30, and at that
ge my chances of finding another inte
igent, eligible bachelor are pretty sl
Don't you think we should get mar-
ried before 19742—Miss Е. P., Den
Michigan.

As а general rule, to which there are
quite naturally many exceptions, we con-
sider a man best prepared for marriage
—mentally, emotionally and materially
—in his late 205 and early 30s. But we'd
hardly recommend dating for almost a
decade just to be able to marry at “the
right age.” Since you've been going to-
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perfectly compatible, tying the knot
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H expect to visit London soon and
would like to buy some tweed and mill-
finished worsted to have made into suits.
Can you furnish me with the names and
addresses of some stores that sell cloth by
the yard? K. R., Ankara, Turkey.

You'll find the lion's share of yardage
shops in or around London's famous
Savile Row. Among the best are: Kil-
gour, French & Stanbury. Blades of Do-
ver Street and Simpson's. If you make
it as far afield as northern. England's
Cheviot Hills, visit Berwick-U pon-Tweed,
where you can stock up on beautiful suit
and coat fabrics.

О... recent visit to Chicago T dated a
1 who insisted on wearing an expen-
sive fur coat. АП the night clubs we vis
ited refused to check the fur, even
though we offered to sign а wa lia-
bility. So what started out to be a swing-

ing evening ended up a big drag. Every
time we danced, she kept looking back
to her chair to sec if the skins were sale.
Is “no-furs-in-thecheck-room” a general
policy, or did we hit the wrong spots?—
Milwaukee, Wiscons
‘No-furs-in-the-check-room” is indeed
a general policy; many places won't even
check a woman's cloth coat. Unless this
girl has her furs insured against theft,
you should do the insisting on your
next date: Insist that she leave them in
the vauli, so you can both frug with
peace of mind.

WI, brand-new husband and I are head-
ing for the rocks, slow but sure! 1 will
swear by all that’s holy that my husband
was the first man to have intercourse
with me, but it seems I didn't do some-
thing on our wedding night I didn't
stain the sheets red! I am at wit's end. I
feel he docs not love me as he should,
because he thinks I'm lying about my
virginity. Is it true (or am I a freak?)
that some girls do not "show" dur-
ing their first sexual experience? —Mrs.
С. J. S, Adrian, Michigan.

df the subject of virginity is of such
importance to your husband, he ought to
be aware that, during the active life led
by many mid—20th Century women, a
great many hymens are ruptured by non-
sexual causes (generally athletic). It jol-
lows, then, that unstained sheets on the
wedding night are no proof of previous
sexual activity. Unfortunately, your hus-
band's problem типу deeper than mere
ignorance of this well-known fact; any
man whose suspicions can be aroused with
so little cause will have difficulty func
tioning in a marital relationship, since
no marriage can succeed without a firm
foundation of mutual trust. We urge you
both to seek the aid of a good marriage
counselor at once. He will probably pre-
scribe some form of psychotherapy for
your husband, in order to come to grips
with the underlying insecurity that is the
al cause of these doubts, and that will
surely produce others of the same sort in
the future if not resolved.

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are the differences between. the
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‚ Rockford. Illinois.

Gain" "level" and “volume” all do

the same thing: They regulate the ampli-
tude of electrical signals. However,
gain and level controls are used to
compensate for varialions in the output
of different tone-arm cartridges or to
balance the two stereo channels to the
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masterlevel control which regulates the
amount of sound produced by the am-
plifier without disturbing the gain or
level equilibrium.

Because the human ear is less sensitive
to bess and treble at low volume levels,
most sets include a “loudness” switch.
When on, it activates a compensating
network through the volume control
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and treble frequencie.

Was what might be called
pipe smoker. Due to the many t
of my job, I find a need, frequentl
cigarettes. My problem is that after lay-
ing my pipes aside for a month or so and
then coming back to them, I suffer for a
period of several weeks from a malady
common to most pipe smokers: sore
tongue. I would like to know if there is
anything that can be done for the poor
raw tongue until it becomes accustomed
to the smoke of a pipe?—]. P. E., Chica-
go, Illinois.

There is little you can do for your sore
tongue, if you continually switch from
cigarettes to pipe and back again, just as
most people can't. prevent dizziness when
inhaling their first cigarette after a long
layoff. The only advice we can offer is
10 avoid mild, aromatic tobaccos cach
time you go back to ihe pipe: Because
they burn hotter, and because they con-
iain noncombustible chemicals, they
tend to bite harder than a strong tobac-
co. Also be sure to pack your pipe with
uniform consistency: not 100 loosely, not
too lightly. These suggestions won't
solve your problem, but they'll help.

Should а man button а woman's coat
after helping her into i?—D. N., Talla-
hassee, Florida.

Not unless her fingers are bandaged от
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peopled with unescorted native pulchri-
tude (the men are usually off fishing—for

a livelihood which leaves the hunting
to you).

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do à deux include dancing in the ball-
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sauce, an open cheese wahen followed
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New York City, with another 20 on the
One of the newest, facing the Met-
ropolitan Museum of Art in Central
Park. is the Café du Pare at the Hotel
Stanhope. spreading red, white and blue
awnings along Filth Avenue. Oldest of
the sidewalk sitteries favored by girl
watchers are Rumpelmayer's and Caf
de la Paix, both in the Hotel St, Moritz
And in the newly developing West Side
area around the Lincoln Genter for the
Performing Arts, you'll find two new
spots—Opera Expresso and The Ginger
Man. Popular in Greenwich Village as
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PLAYBOY

THE PLAYBOY FORUM

an interchange of ideas between reader and editor
on subjects raised by “the playboy philosophy”

HEFNER FOR PRESIDENT

I cannot predict a grassroots move-
ment to the tenets of The Playboy Phi-
losophy until those without status are
freed from economic deprivation. If
Hefner hopes to sec his philosophy be-
come a national reality in his lifetime,
there is but one hope: He should declare
himself a candidate for the Presidency
with a platform of “A Chick in Every
Sack!"

Joseph Н. Whitcomb III
Charlotte, North Carolina

PLAYBOY CODE
Finally, 2000 years later, Hugh Hefner
codifies human ethics in five words:
“Love thy neighbor with technique.”
Hel, you have a tough act to follow.
Joseph Ezhaya
University of Maine
Portland, Maine

U.S. SEX LAWS

‘The pertinent and provocative No-
vember installment of The Playboy Phi-
laophy is worthy of the sober and
sincere analysis of legislators, clergymen,
teachers, and all who are influential
stimulating public opinion. The publi-
cation of The Playboy Philosophy con-
stitutes a significant contribution to
public education, because it focuses at-
tention upon highly controversial ques-
tions that are excluded from public
discussion and debate. Mr. Hugh Hefner
is correct in his contention that “there is
a serious gap between man’s professed be-
liels and his actions." Mr. Hefner is hı
torically accurate in his analysis th
while man has comprehended the rel
tivity of religion and established the.
principle of individual freedom of
thought and expression, he has “failed to
comprehend the relativity of sexual be-
havior, and demanded with legal force
as a club—that all obey a single sexual
standard." He seems to be secking the
restoration of а meaningful and legiti-
mate basis for personal morality when
he advocates, "Tt is our conviction that
sociery should consider as private, to be
left to the determination of the individ-
ual, all nonpublic sexual acts between
consenting adults.” This clarification of
the difference between public and pri-
vate acts is one of the most important.
issues in 20th Century thought; its ac-
ceptance may hasten the day when the
tyranny of puritan rigidity is replaced by

mature, rational judgment and respon:
sible, individual choice. In an era when
ethical and moral values are in flux, Mr.
Helner is presenting a helpful stimulus
to this creative conversation.
The Rey. Danny Ross Chandler
Minister of Youth
The Peoples Church of Chicago
Chicago, Illinois

Mr. Hefner made a very good case in
the November installment of The Play-
boy Philosophy for deserving his A at
Northwestern, but otherwise I found the
article a rather р and mediocre re-
ctal of facts and arguments which by
now are rather commonplace. and with
which there is precious little disagree-
ment (I think) among an articulate and
quite large segment of criminologists
and academic lawyers. The American
Law Institute, in its Model Penal Code,
certainly indicates its agreement with
the basic views of Hefner, and nobody is
likely to accuse the A. L. I. of rampant
liberalism. Mr. Hefner is taking on too
casy a foe, I think. In my criminology
textbook Man, Crime and Society, Y
make essentially the same points in the
section on x Crimes," and 1 have no
more brief for it as a sophisticated ły-
sis than I do for the PLAYBoy piece.

Tam not convinced at all that the lib-
eralization of the sex laws would neces-
sarily have deleterious consequences on
the social structure, but neither am I
convinced that they would necessarily
have beneficial consequences, and I get
no guidance whatsoever on this matter
from the rLaysoy series. Perhaps it i
asking too much.

Gilbert Geis
Professor of Sociology
California State College
Los Angeles, Califor

Hefner indicated in the November in
stallment of "Philosophy" that there is
sive enlightened expert opinion op-
posing unreasonably restrictive U. S. sex
statutes, and he specifically mentioned
the recommendation of the American
Law Institute that private sexual activity
between consenting adults should not be
interfered with by the stale. Howewr,
in the decade since the ALI. first pub-
lished its Model Penal Code, only one
state (Illinois) has revised its sex laws
along the lines suggested.

Far from being an “easy foe,” suppres-

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sive sex legislation is firmly entrenched
and defies liberalization, because of pub-
lic apathy and the fear on the part of
many state legislators that if they openly
endorse the repeal of such laws, they
may seem to be endorsing “sin.” In the
December “Philosophy,” Hefner de-
scribed how organized religious pressure
thwarted the 1965 attempt to eliminate
consensual sodomy and adultery from
the New York State Penal Code. New
York's expevience is unfortunately typi-
cal of the rest of the country, with no
serious attempt to pass more permissive
sex legislation presently contemplated
in any of the other states.

In offering his conclusions regarding
the establishment of a more enlightened
sex code, in the current installments of
“The Playboy Philosophy,” Hefner is
listing specific detrimental effects vesult-
ing from these overly restrictive statutes,
as well as the beneficial consequences
that may accrue from their repeal. In
the next installment, Hefner will con-
sider prostitution.

Hefner's position in The Playboy Phi-

losopliy concerning current sexual laws
raises two questions: (1) What are the
statistics on charges growing our of illicit.
sexual intercourse, excluding prostitu-
tion? (2) What power should the will of
society bave in determining which acts
are proper and ethical?
Since I have never heard of a morals
charge being brought against anyone for
illicit sexual intercourse, I wonder if it is
really an issue.

Also, because of the lessening influ-
ence of the Church in matters of morals
and ethics, and because personal morals
аге not the ай of the state, І wonder
just how one is to determine "right" or
“wrong,” “good” or “evil,” in a society
that docs not spell it out. Do you really
believe that man is so mature (follow-
ing the death of John Kennedy, the rise
of the radical right, the Waus riot and
all the other man-induced ies of
the world) that he can determine on his
own what is good and what is evil?

The Rev. Douglas Evet, Curate
Grace Church
Grand Rapids, Michigan

The only national statistics available
on the arrests made for sex offenses are
contained in the FBI's annual report,
“Grime in the United States,” which in-
cludes three classifications of sex crime:
“Forcible Rape,” “Prostitution and Com-
mercialized Vice" and “Sexual Offenses
(except forcible rape and prostitution).”
The third category comprises, but does
not differentiate between: “Statutory
таре, offenses against chastity, common
indecency, morals, and the like,” which
should include all arrests for illicit sexual
intercourse, other than prostitution and
forcible таре; in the most recent Burcau
report, issued last July for the year 1964,

the number of arrests listed under this
third category of sex crimes was 58,082.

However, the statistics appearing in
this annual report depend for their
accuracy on unverified arrest figures sup-
plied to the FBI by local law enforcement
agencies, and we are informed, by a mem-
ber of the staf] of the Institute for Sex
Research at Indiana University,* that
they represent but a small fraction of the
actual arrests for sexual offenses ap-
pearing in the local police records. Сот-
pounding the confusion, many of the
persons apprehended for sex offenses are
officially charged with nonsexual crimes,
such as “false registration” at a hotel
(when applicable), “disorderly conduct,”
“disturbing the peace,” “vagrancy” and
“loitering.”

It is undeniably true that certain
forms of nonviolent illicit sexual ac-
tivity (indecent exposure, offenses in-
volving minors, homosexual contacts,
prostitulion) are more apt to prompt
legal action, when they come to the at-
tention of the authorities, than others
(fornication, adultery, cohabitation). But
even the occasional, random, neces-
sarily arbitrary and capricious enforce-
ment of most of these laws is reason
enough for demanding their repeal.
Why, in brief, should even one person
among the 180,000,000 living in America
be publicly humiliated, fined and im-
prisoned for a “crime” committed, in one
form or another, by virtually all of his
fellow citizens?

In а democracy, society has the obliga-
tion to prohibit behavior that is harmful,
or that infringes upon the rights of
others, and to establish certain laws con-
sidered to be for the public good. There
remains, however, an area of private
moral determination that must be left
to the conscience of the individual, if he
is to be considered truly free. This is pre-
cisely where personal decisions concern-
ing "good" and “evil,” and “right” and
“wrong,” must be made. The harm that
an individual engaging in consensual
sex activity can do to society is infini-
tesimal compared with the harm an
all-powerful society can wreak on the in-
dividual by exercising its will in those
realms that clearly and properly belong
to the private conscience of cach citizen,
This concept of personal freedom is pre-
cisely what sets our democracy apart
from totalitarianism,

THE DEMOCRATIC WAY

The Playboy Philosophy is quite in
keeping with the democratic method of
sioned by our founding

*The Sex Institute's latest book, en-
titled “Sex Offenders,” is the most exten-
sively researched, authoritative study of
persons imprisoned for sexual crimes
that has yet been published.

fathers. Sidney Mead says in his book
The Lively Experiment:

"The democratic way is the way of
open conflict between essentially
selfish and biased individuals and
groups, each contending for th
truth as he sees it in his limited
fashion . . . under the general aegis
of the freedom of each and all so to
contend. It is based upon the faith
that the maintenance of the giv
and-take under such freedom is “the
Там, best hope of earth." . . . One
of the most ominous things in the
situation today is that increasingly
the hope of the people is not based
on belief in the great principles and
hence on the general rightness of
the [democratic] movement, so
uch as on belief a standard of
living the primary defense of which
is summed up in the ph
never had it so good."

In the light of this quote, your maga-
zine appears to be not only calling atten-
tion to the irrationality, incongruity and
inconsistencies found in the varied sex-
ual laws in our country, but it is also
fulfilling the democratic principles of
our Government by so doing. For this I
congratulate. yoi

І am concer
whole question of indi
ity, especially in regard to the sexual be-
havior of the individual (which may
been raised in an installment of
the Philosophy that 1 missed). One of
the purposes of the law—in my opinion
not only to be just and to encou:
respect, but also 10 give very general
guidelines in social and personal respon-
sibility, and this is one of my greatest
complaints against the pri
that deal with sexual behavior and пи
havior. The law in Arkansas, for example,
discourages implicitly any constancy in
sexual attention and as a result tends to
encourage irresponsibility not only in
sexual behavior but in all social һеһау-
ior. An ht to public decency” is
defined not їп terms of th ire of a
relationship between the two consenting
adults, bur in terms of "how many times
you have been caught with same pare
тег.” Ugh! One arca you have
plored has been the possibility, ignored
by most people, that sexu:
marriage may, under some conditions,
be as irresponsible and as much an “al

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vior outside of marriage
ate, I extend my personal ac-
for your demonstration of the
rationality and lack of logic of most
rican laws in dealing with the entire
question of sexuality, and am looking
forward to your articles containing your
recommendations for new sex legislation
‘The Rev. Gene R. Anderson
Leonardtown, Maryland

GERIATRIC PRURIENCE

Here is a statement. taken from the
book Marriage and Morals, written һу
Bertrand Russell:

It is difficult to change the law,
since very many elderly men are so
perverted that their pleasure in sex
depends upon the belief that sex is
wicked and nasty.

І believe this is true, not only of the

elderly men, but of people in gener:
Mrs. Wilder

Pasadena, California

MORMON COHABITATION

In the November Philosophy Hefner
says that Utah offers a punishment of five
years at hard labor for cohabitation with
more than one person “presumably
prompted by the Mormon practice of
taking multiple mates.”

Mormons stopped being polygamists
before Utah was admitted to the U.S.
A lot of people have the out-of-date no-
tion that a Mormon is a lecherous old
man with a harem of wives. Well, it’s not
true—in fact, the Mormon Church is
probably the most prudish of all the de-
nominati An example is all those
missionaries our Church sends out: Not
one of those boys is supposed to have had
amy sort of sexual experience. This in-
cludes everything, except possibly noctur-
nal emissions. Even kissing is forbidden.

These missionaries must be at least 18
years old, and their mission lass two
yems. During this time, they may not
date or dance or engage in any frivolity.

But just exactly how, I ask, can a boy
get to be 18 without some sort of sexual
release—unless he doesn't date at all?
And if he doesn't date, then how is he
going to develop socially?

Personally, I think this unrealistic rule
of my Church causes a lot of the boys to
lie about their sex lives. And wh i
more important, honesty or chastity?

Mrs. Rosemarie Kline
Everett, Washington.

Although the Mormon Church offi-
cially abandoned polygamy in 1890 (si
years before Utah was admitted to the
Union), the practice has continued io
the present lime. Dr. Thomas F. O'Dea,
professor of sociology at the University
о] Utah, estimates that there are several
thousand polygamous families living in
Utah today. These are mainly members
of fundamentalist Mormon sects who
refuse to accept the Church's 1890 deci-
оп as divinely inspired. Utah's bigamy
law is firmly enforced against multi-mate
males, when they marry; and the state's
cohabitation law is used against them,
when they don't.

CATHOLIC MASTURBATION

You recently printed a letter from а
der commenting on the Catholic
Church's "vicious doctrine" about mas-

turbation. I am a Catholic and would
like to set the record straight.

Although I do not endorse the
Church's stand, I must abide by it. As a
child, I suffered extreme anxieties about
masturbation. I finally asked a priest
about it and learned that the Church
considers ita mortal sin. The priest never
actually used the term mas
but he did use such phrases as “touch
yourself” and “that part of your bod
He explained that in ejaculation, many
spam that could have grown into hu-
man beings are killed, this being murder
of the unborn as much as so-called
“therapeutic abortions.”

This is the Churdi’s stand on mastur-
bation, 1 hope I have cleared the Catho-
lic Church of any stign
been unjustly placed upon it.

А. Rathburn
Chicago, Illinois

SEXUAL LAMENT
It was my discovery in college that
most young men were mot capable of
being honest. They couldn't say. "Let's
go to bed." They said. "I love you. I
want to marry you. Let's go to bed."
Even to my inexperienced ears, а dec
laration of love on a first date didn't
ring true. Coupled with a proposition, it
s ludicrous. 5o I did not go to bed
with any of the men I met. I've often
wished I could liave, but there was never.
опе ] felt 1 could trust. Someone who
lies to himself will lie to anyone. I
would refuse again, I suppose, if the sit-
uation were the same. I think it proba-
bly would be. The girl who says yes has
п

lots of dates, but with a different n

each time. The girl who says no has only
a few dates, but they're usually more
worth while, and at least she knows he
likes her for herself. (For some reason,
young men seem to keep mind and body
separate, and if a girl interests them
one way, they steer clear of an association
with the other.) But if you say no the
wrong way, you might as well have come
across, H is very casy for a goodnight kiss
to become an uncontrolled orgy by to-
morrow's history class.

As а result of all this, I, still a virgin,
married a virgin male who had bothered
to ask me for a second date. He is a
kind, gentle and generally considerate
man and I love him. But our sex life—or
lack of it—is hell (for me). He says sex is
dirty and messy. He feels once а month
is really too often for intercourse. He
daims he docs it as a "favor" to me. He
honestly believes his attitude and appe-
tite are normal and about average lor
his age (we're both 26). I have no inter-
est in anyone else, so thats not а solu-
tion, but it has become obvious to me
that something must be done. However,
my husband refuses to discuss the mat-
ter, saying I must learn to be happy and
satisfied with the way things are because
he is happy and satisfied.

ve the main reason for his atti-
tude is his mother. She was very careful
not to teach him anything about sex and
to cloak the subject in secrecy and the
phrase “Nice people don't even think
about that." Гуе heard her tell her
youngest son not to touch “it” when he
goes to the bathroom, because it will
make him sick; and to be careful not to
make any noise, so that people won't
guess what he's doing. Although һе
hasn't said so, I feel sure my husband
got the same treatment. This is just one
good case for more and better public sex
education—in the schools, the churches
and on television.

(Name and address withheld by request)

SEXUAL MATURITY
One of my greatest regrets, now that I
m approaching 60, is hat so many years
were required to attain the satisfaction
of an adult attitude about scx. Guilt,
carried over from teen age, contributes
to a retardation of maturity. If teenagers
were taught а wholesome approach to
Sex, maturity would be reached much
earlier, and many late-teen and early-
adult problems would be alleviated. 1
am a father of a teenage daughter two
years away from college, but I am unable
to communicate with her about her ap-
proaching sexual problems.

Ann Landers and Abby Van Buren
are no help. for they offer no solution
other than restraint, a trust in God and
hope that somehow problems will work
themselves out. My hearty approbation
of The Playboy Philosophy; and 1 hope
my daughter reads my copy of PLAYBOY
as it lies around the house.

J. Donald Carter
Indianapolis, Indi

CASE FOR ABORTION

I am surprised at some of your read-
ers’ opinions about abortion, since many
of them have no firsthand experience in
the matter. I was almost 18 when 1 be-
came pregnant. The boy felt he wasn't
ready for family responsibilities, leaving
me alone with my problem—or so 1
thought. 1 was soon to find out that my
parents could be very understanding,
even though I had expected them to o
der me from their house. Instead, it was
they who made the arrangements for the
abortion, once I had decided 1 wanted i

We made the trip to Mexico on a Sat-
у, after being refused and turned
by quite a few doctors in Los An-
geles because of my age.

І was surprised to find the reception
room (im Mexico) filled with American
women of all ages. Until then, I had felt
like the or girl in uouble.

Yes, there was quite a bit of pa
volved, because no anesthetic w
I heard screaming and m

ginal

ning,
and I added my share to it. But I have
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PLAYBOY INTERVIEW: BOB DYLAN

a candid conversation with the iconoclastic idol of the folk-rock set

As a versatile musicologist and trench-
ant social commentator, Nat Hentoff
brings uniquely pertinent credentials to
his dual tasks im this month's. issue—
as the author of “We're Happening All
Over, Baby!” (on page 82), an insightful
anatomizing of America’s youthful new
generation of anti-establishment social
activists, and as interviewer of this
month's controversial subject, about
whom he writes:

“Less than five years ago, Bob Dylan
was scuffling in New York—sleeping in
friends’ apartments on the Lower East
Side and getling very occasional singing
work at Gerde's Folk City, an unprepos-
sessing bar for citybillies in the Village.
With his leather cap, blue jeans and bat-
tered desert boots—his unvarying cos-
tume in those days—Dylan looked like
an updated, undernourished Huck Finn,
And like Huck, he had come out of the
Midwest; he would have said ‘escaped?
The son of Abraham Zimmerman, an
appliance dealer, he was raised in Hib-
hing, Minnesota, a bleak mining town
near the Canadian border. Though he
тап away from home regularly between
the ages of 10 and 18, young Zimmer-
man did manage to finish high school,
and went on to spend about six months
al the University of Minnesota in 1960.
By then, he called himself Bob Dylan—
in tribute to Dylan Thomas. according
to legend; but actually after a gambling
uncle whose last name was similar to
Dylan.

“In the jall of that year, he came East

“Burning draft cards isn't going to end
any war or save any lives. If somcone can
feel more honest with himself by burning
his card, that’s great: but if he's just
going to feel important, that’s a drag.”

to visit his idol. Woody Guthrie, in the
New Jersey hospital where the Okie
folk-singing bard was wasting away with
а progressive disease of the nervous sys-
tem. Dylan stayed and tried to scrape to-
gether a singing career. According to
those who knew him then, he was shy
and stubborn but basically friendly and,
beneath the hipster stance. uncommonly
gentle. But they argued about his voice.
Some found its flot Midwestern tones
gratingly mesmeric; others agreed with a
Missouri folk singer who had likened the
Dylan sound to that of ‘a dog with his
caught in barbed wire?
wer, that his songs e strangely
personal and often disturbing, a pun-
gent mixture of loneliness and defiance
laced with traces of Guthyie, echoes of
the Negro blues singers and more than
a suggestion of country-and-western; but
Dylan was developing his
1 penetralingly distinctive style. Yet the
voice was so harsh and the songs so bit-
ferly scornful of conformity, tate prej-
udice and the mythology of the Cold
War that most of his friends couldn't
conceive of Dylan making it big even
though folk music was already on the
rise.

“They were wrong. In September of
1961, a music critic for The New York
Times caught his act at Gerde's and
hailed the scruffy 19-year-old. Minnesotan
as а significant new voice on the folk
horizon. Around the same time, he was
signed by Columbia Records, and his first
album was released carly the next year.

essentially

“Lue always wanted to be Anthony

Quinn in ‘La Strada? And come to
think of it, ays wanted Lo be
Brigitte Bardot, too. Bul I don't really
want to think about that too much.”

Though it was far from a smash hit, con-
certs and club engagements gradually
multiplied; and then Dylan scored his
storied triumph at the Newport Folk Fes-
tival in 1962. His next LP began to move,
and in the spring of 1963 came his first
big single: ‘Blowin’ in the Wind.’ That
same spring he turned. down a lucrative
guest shot on "The Ed Sullivan Show’ be-
cause CBS wouldn't permit him to sing a
mordant parody he'd written about the
John Birch Society. For the nation’s
young, the Dylan image began to form:
kind of a singing James Dean with over
tones of Holden Caulfield; he was mak-
ing it, but he wasn't selling out. His
concerts began to attract overflow crowds,
and his songs—in performances by him
and other folk singers—were rushing onto
the hit charts, One of them, ‘The Times
They Are A-Changin' became an an-
them for the rebellious who
savored its message that adults don't
know where it's at and can't iell their
children what to do.

“By 1965 he had become a major phe-
nomenon on the music scene.
more folk performers, from Joan Baez to
the Byrds, considered it mandatory to
have an ample supply of Dylan songs
in their repertoires; in one frantically
appreciative month—last Anugusi—8
difjerent recordings of Dylan ballads
were pressed by singers other than the
composer himself. More and more aspir-
ing folk singers—and folksong writers—
have begun to sound like Dylan. The cwr-
rent surge of ‘protest’ songs by such long-

young,

More and

“The word ‘message’ has a hernia-like
sound. And message songs, as everybody
knows, are a drag. Only college news
paper editors and single girls under 14
could possibly have time for them.”

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haired. post-beat rock-’n’-rollers as Barry
McGuire and Sonny and Cher is credited
to Dylan. And the newest commercial
boom, ‘folk-rock,’ а fusion of folk-like
lyrics with ап v^n^r beat and back-
ground, is an outgrowth, in large part,
of Dylan's recent decision—decried as а
‘sellout’ by folknik purists—to perform
with a rock-n-roll combo rather than
continue to accompany himself alone on
the guitar. Backed by the big beat of the
new group, Dylan tours England with as
much tumultuous success as he docs
America, and the ат play for his
single records in both countries is ri-
valed only by that of the Bealles, Her-
man’s Hermits and the Rolling Stones
on the Top 40 deejay shows. In the next
18 months, his income—from | personal
appearances, records and com posers roy-
alties—is expected to exceed $1,000,000.

“Withal, Dylan seems outwardly much
the same as he did during the lean years
in Greenwich Village. His dress is still
casual to the point of exoticism; his hair
is still long and frizzy, and he is still no

more likely to be seen wearing а necklie
than a cutaway, But there have been

changes. No longer protesting polemically
against the bomb, race prejudice and
conformity, his songs have become in-
creasingly personal—a surrealistic amal-
gam of Kafkaesque menace, corrosive
satire and opaque sensuality. His lyrics
are more crowded than ever with tum-
bling words and restless images, and they
read more like free-verse poems than
conventional lines. Adults still have dif-
ficulty digging his offbeat language—and
ils message of alienation—bul the young
continue lo lune т and turn on.

“Bul there ате other changes. Dylan
has become elusive. He is no longer seen
in his old haunts in the Village and on
the Lower East Side. With few excep-
tions, he avoids interviewers, and in
public, he is usually эсеп from afar at
the epicenter of a protective coterie of
lousle-topped young men dressed like
him. and lissome, straight-haired young
ladies who also seem to be dressed like
hin. His home base. if it can be called
that, is а house his manager owns near
Woodstock, a fashionable artists’ colony
in New York State. and he also enjoys
the run of his manager's apariment on
dignified Gramercy Park in New York
Сиу. There are tales told of Dylan the
motorcyclist, the novelist, the maker of
highcamp home movies; but except
among his small circle of intimates, the
24-year-old folk hero is inscrutably aloof.
“H was only after a long period of
usion and hesitation that Dylan finally
agreed do this ‘Playboy Inter-
view'—the longest he's ever ziven. We
met him on the 10th floor of the new
CBS and Columbia Records building
in mid-Manhattan, The room
anliseplic: white walls with black trim,
contemporary furniture with severe
lines, avant-garde art chosen by com-

grant

was

mittee, everything in order, neal desks,
neat personnel. In this sterile setting,
slouched in a chair across from us, Dylan
struck a refreshingly discordant note
—with his untamed brownish-blond
mane brushing the collar of his tieless
blue plaid shirt, in his black jacket, gray
vandevillian-striped pipestem pants and
wellworn bluesuede shoes. Sitting nearby

also long-haired, tieless and black-
jacketed, but wearing faded jeans—was a
stringy young man whom the singer
identified only as Taco Pronto. Ay Dylan
spolic —in а soft drawl, smiling only rare-
ly and fleelingly. sipping tea and chain-
smoking cigareiles—his unspeaking friend
chuckled and nodded appreciatizely from
the side lines. Tense and guarded at first.
Dylan gradually began to loosen up, then
to open up. as he tried to tell us—albeit
а bit surrealistically—just where he's
been and where he's going. Under the
circumstances. we chose to play straight
man in our questions, believing that
to have done otherwise would have
stemmed the freewheeling flow of Dylan's
responses.”

PLAYBOY: “Popul

songs" you told a
reporter last year, "are the only art form
шас describes the temper of the times.
The ошу place where its happening is
ad records, That’s where
the people hang out. It’s not in books:
irs not on the stage: it’s not in the gal-
levies. АШ this art they've been talk
about. it just remains on the shell.
doesn't make anyone happier." In v

on thc radio

у

of the fact that more people than ever
before are reading books and going to

plays and art galleries, do you think that
statement is borne out by the facts?
DYLAN: Statistics measure quantity, not
quality. The people in the statistics are
people who are very bored. Art, if there
is such a d is dn the bathroom:
everybody knows that. To go to an а
Hery thing where you get Irce milk
ghnuis and where there is
rock'n'roll band playing: That's just a
status айай. Fm nor putting it down,
mind you: but I spend а lot of time in
the bathroom. E think museums аге vu!
т. They're all against sex. Anyhow, 1
didn’t say that people “hang out” on the
radio, I suid they get “hung up" on the

nomeno!
DYLAN: | can't really think that there is
rock "n' roll. АсцыШу, when you
ink about it, anything that has no r

istenes is bound to become an inter-
pe Anyway. what
it mean, rock "n' roll? Does it mean
Beatles. does it mean John Lee Hook
Bobby Vimon, Jerry Lewis’ kid? What
sbout Lawrence Welk? He must play а
few тонго songs. Are all these
people the same? Is Ricky Nebon like
Otis Redding? Is Mick Jagger really Ma

national
doe

menon-

ey? I can tell by the way people
hold their cigarettes if they like Rick:
Nelson. I think it's fine to like Ricky
Nelson: I couldn't care less il somebody
li Ricky Nelson. But 1 think we're
getting olf the track here. There isn't any
Ricky Nelson. There isn't any Beatles;
oh, I take that back; there are a lot of
beetles. But there isn’t any Bobby Vi
ton. Anyway, the word is not “inte
ional phenomenon”: the word is
"parental. nightmare."

PLAYBOY: In recent years, accord
some critics, jazz has lost much of
peal to the younger genera
agree?

DYLAN: I don't think jazz ever
appealed to the vounger gencration.
Anyway, I don't really know who this
vounger generation is. I don't think they
could get into a jazz club anyway. But
jazz is hard to follow: 1 т tually
have to like jazz to follow it: and my
motto is, never follow anything. 1 don

know what the motto of the younger gen-
eration is, but I would think they'd have
10 follow their parents. 1 mean, what
would some parent say to his kid if the
kid came home with a glass сус, a Charli
us record and а pocketful of feath.
He'd say, "Who are you following?
And the poor kid would have to stand
in his shoes, a bow tie
and soot pouring out of his
belly button and say, “Jazz. Father, Гус
been following jazz" And his her
would probably say, "Get a broom and
clean up all that soot before you go to
sleep." Then the kid's mother would tell
friends, “Oh yes, our litle Donald.
1 of the younger ge ion, you

PLAYBOY: You used to say that you want
са to perform as little as possible, th
you wanted 10 keep most of your time to
ourself. Yet you're doing more concerts
nd cutting more records every ye
Why? Is it the money?
DYLAN: Everything is changed now from
before. Last spring. I guess I was going
10 quit singing. I was very drained, and
the way things were going, it was a very
draggy situation—] mean, when you do
Everybody Loves You for Your Black
ur
1 was playing
tao play. Т
t really want

ing in. Anyw,
а lot of sor

g words 1 did
g. 1 don't
ad "mother"
suicide l

ple litle

“hope” and “you.
Stone ch Ш: 1 didn't care any-
more after that about writing books or
poems or whatever. 1 mean it was some-
thing that L myself could dig. 105 ve
iring having other people tell you how
much they dig you if you yourself don’
dig vou. I's ako very deadly entertain-
mentwise. Contrary t0 what some scary
people think, I don’t play with a band

nean words like “God”
and

nd "President"
meat cleaver.” 1 n
words like if and

now for any kind of propaganda-type ог
commercaktype reasons. It’s just that
my songs arc pictures and the band
makes the sound of the pictures.
PLAYBOY. Do you fed that acquiring a
combo and switching from folk to folk
rock has improved you as a performer?
DYLAN: I'm not interested in myself as a
performer. Performers are people who
perform for other people. Unlike actors,
1 know what I'm saying. It's very simple
in my mind. It doesn’t matter what kind
of audience reaction this whole thing
gets. What happens on the stage is
straight. It doesn’t expect апу rewards
or fines from any kind of outside agita-
tors. It’s ulua-simple, and would exist
whether anybody was looking or not
As far as folk and folk-rock are con-
cerned, it doesn’t matter what kind of
nasty names people invent for the music
It could be called arsenic music, or per-
haps Phaedra music. I don't think that
such а word as folk-rock has anything to
do with it. And folk music is а word I
can't use. Folk music is a bunch of fat
people. I have to think of all this as tra
ditional music. Tradi
sed оп hexagrams. It comes about
from legends, Bibles, plagues, and it re-
volves around vegetables and death.
There's nobody that’s going to Kill tradi-
tional music. АП these songs about roses
growing out of people's brains and lov
ers who are really geese and swans that
tum into angels—they're not going to
die. 105 all those paranoid people who
think that someone's going to come and
take away their toilet paper—they’re
going to die. Songs like Which Side Are
You On? and / Love You, Porgy
they're not folk-music songs; they're
political songs. They're already dead. Ob-
viously, death is not very universally ac
cepted. I mean, you'd think that the
waditionalmusic people could gather
from their songs that mystery—just plain
simple mystery—is a fact, a traditional
fact. 1 listen to the old ballads; but Т
wouldn't go to а pariy and listen to the
old ballads. I could give you descriptive
de
people would probably think my imagi
nation had gone mad. It strikes me fun
ny that people actually have the gall to
think that 1 have some kind of fantastic
imagination. It gets very lonesome. But
anyway, vaditional music is too unreal
to die. It doesn't need to be protected.
Nobody's going to hurt it. In that music
is the only true, valid death you can feel
today off a record player. But like any-
thing else in great demand, people try to
own it, It has to do with а purity thing.
I think its meaninglessnes is holy
Everybody knows that I'm not a folk
singer.
PLAYBOY: Some of your old fans would
agree with you—and mot in a compli-
mentary vein—since your debut with the
rock-n-roll combo at last year's Newport

ional music is

il of whar they do to me, bur some

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Folk Festival, where many of them
booed you loudly for "selling out" to
commercial pop tastes. The early Bob
Dylan, they felt, was the “pure” Bob
Dylan. How do you feel about it?

DYLAN: I was kind of stunned. But I
"t put anybody down for coming and
booing: after all, they paid to get in.
They could have been maybe a little
quieter and mot so persistent, though.
‘There were a lot of old people there,
too: lots of whole families had driven
down from Vermont, lots of nurses and
their parents, and well, like they just
саше to hear some rclaxing hoedowns,
you know, maybe an Indian polka or
two. And just when everything's going
all right, here I come on, and the whole
place turns into a beer factory. There
were a lot of people there who were very
pleased that I got booed. I saw them
afterward. I do resent somewhat, though,
that everybody that booed said they did
it because they were old fans.

PLAYBOY: What about their charge that
you vulgarized your natural gifts?
DYLAN: What can I say? I'd like to scc
one of these socalled fa I'd like to
have him blindfolded and brought to
me. Its like going out to the desert and
screaming, and then having little kids
throw their sandbox at you. I'm only 94.
These people that said this—were they
Americans?

PLAYBOY: Americans or not, there were a
lot of people who didn’t like your new
sound. In view of this widespread nega-
tive reaction, do you think you may have
made a mistake in changing your style?
DYLAN: A mistake is to commit a mi
unde nding. There could be no such
thing, anyway, as this action. Either
people understand or they pretend to
understand—or else they really don’t
understand. What you're speaking of
here is doing wrong things for selfish
reasons. 1 don't know the word for that,

unless it's suicide. In апу case, it has
nothing to do with my music.
PLAYBOY: Mis or not, what made you

decide to go the rock'n'roll route?
DYLAN; Carelessness. I lost my one true
love. 1 started drinking, The first thing I
know, Im in a card game, Then I'm in а
чар game. 1 wake up in a pool hall.
Then this big Mexican lady drags me off
the table, takes me to Philadelphia. She
leaves me alone in her house, and it
burns down. I wind up in Phoenix. I get
a job as а Chinaman. I start working in
a dime store, and move in with a 13-
year-old girl "Then this big Mexican
lady from Philadelphia comes in and
burns the house down. I go down to Dal-
Jas. I get a job as a “before” in a Charles
Atlas “before and after" ad. I move in
h а delivery boy who can cook fantas-
and hot dogs. Then this 13-year-
old girl from Phoenix comes and burns
the house down. The delivery boy—he
ain't so mild: He gives her the ki

and the next thing I know Tm in
Omaha. I's so cold there, by this time
I'm robbing my own bicycles and frying
my own fish. I stumble onto some luck
and get a job as a carburetor out at the
hotrod races every Thursday night. I
move in with a high school teacher who
also does a little plumbing on the side,
who ain't much to look at, but who's
built a special kind of refrigerator that
an turn newspaper into lettuce. Every-
thing's going good until that delivery
boy shows up and tries to knife me.
Needles to say, he burned the house
down, and I hit the road. The first guy
that picked me up asked me if I wanted
to be a star. What could I say?
PLAYBOY: And that's how you became a
rock-n'roll singer?

DYLAN: No, that's how 1 got tuberculosis.
PLAYBOY: Let's turn the question aroun
"Why have you stopped composing and
g protest songs
: I've stopped composing and sing-
ything that has either a reason to
bc written or a motive to be sung. Don't
Бе! me wrong, now. "Protest" is not my
гога. Туе never thought of myself as
such. The word “protest,” I think, was
made up for people undergoing. surgery-
Its an amusementpark word. А normal
person in his righteous mind would have
to have the hiccups to pronounce it hon-
esty. The word "message" strikes me
having а hernia-like sound. It's just like
the word "delicious" Also the word
marvelous.” You know, the English can
say “marvelous” pretty good. They can't
say “raunchy” so good, though. Well, we
each have our thing. Anyway, message
songs, as everybody knows, are a drag. It's
only college newspaper editors and sin-
gle girls under 14 that could possibly
have time for therm,

PLAYBOY: You've said you think message
songs are vulgar. Why?

DYLAN: Well, first of all, anybody that's
got a message is going to learn from ex-
perience that they "t put it into a
song. I mean it's just not going to come
out the same message. After one or two
of these unsuccessful attempts, one real-
izes that his resultant message, which is
not even the same messige he thought
up and began with, he’s now got to stick
by it; because, after all, a song leaves
your mouth just as soon as it leaves your
hands. Are you following mc?
PLAYBOY: Oh, perfectly.

DYLAN: Well, anyway, second of all,
е got to respect other people's right
to also have a message themselves. My-
self, what I'm going to do is rent Town
Hall and put about 30 Western Union
boys on the bill. І mean, then there'll
really be some messages. People will be
able to come and hear more messages
than they've ever heard before in their
life.

PLAYBOY: But your early ballads have
been called "songs of passionate pro-

you've

test.” Wouldn't that make them “mes-
sage” music?
DYLAN: This is unimportant, Don’t you

understand?
was cight y

Ive been writing since I
ars old. Гус been playing

the guitar since I was ten. I was raised
playing and writing whatever it was I
had to play and write.

PLAYBOY: Would it be unfair to say. then,
as some have. that you were motivated
commercially rather than creatively in
writing the kind of songs that made you
popular?
DYLAN: All right, now, look. It's not all
that deep. It's not а complicated thing.
My motives, or whatever they are, were
never commercial in the money sense of
the word. It was more in the don't-
die-by-the-hacksaw sense of the word. I
never did it for money. It happened, and
I let it happen to me. There was no rea-
son not to let it happen to me. I
couldn't have written before what 1
write now, anyway. The songs used to be
about what I felt and saw. Nothing of
my own rhythmic vomit cver entered
into it. Vomit is not roma Т used to
think songs are supposed to be romantic.
And I didn't want to sing anything that
was unspecific. Unspecific things have no
sense of time. All of us people have no
sense of time; it’s a dimensional hang-
up. Anybody can be specific and ob-
vious. That's always been the easy way.
The leaders of the world take the casy
way. It’s not that it's so difficult to be
unspecific and less obvious; it's just that
there's nothing, absolutely nothing, to
be specific and obvious about, My older
songs, to say the least, were about noth-
ing. The newer ones are about the same
nothing—only as seen inside a bigger
thing, perhaps called the nowhere. But
this is all very constipated. | do know
what my songs are about.
PLAYBOY: And what's that?
DYLAN: Oh, some arc about four min-
utes; some are about five, and some, be-
lieve it or not, are about eleven or
twelve.
PLAYBOY: Can't you be а bit more in-
formative?
DYLAN: Nope.
PLAYBOY: All right. Let’s change the sub-
ject. As you know, its the age group
from about 16 to 25 that listens to your
songs. Why, in your opinion?
DYLAN: | don't sce what's
about an age group like that listei
my songs. I'm hip cnough to know that
ri going to be the 85 to-90-year
If the 85t0-90yearolds were lis-
tening to me, they'd know that I can't
tell them anything. The 16-to-
olds, they probably know that I can't tell
them anything either—and they know
that I know it. It’s a funny business Ob.
viously, I'm not ап IBM computer any
more than I’m an ashtray. E mean it's ob
vious to anyone who's ever slept in the
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4» THE PLAYBOY PANEL:
CRISIS IN LAW ENFORCEMENT

a timely debate on civil authoritarianism and its infringement on the constitutional rights of the individual

PANELISTS
MELVIN М. BELLI gained international no-
toriéty two years ago this month when
he publicly denounced the Dallas death
sentence for his client Jack Ruby, mur-
derer of Lee Harvey Osw
shotgun justice of a kan
But Belli had already been one of the
most flamboyant, contentious and able
ornaments of the American bar for
An embattled defender of
imha сд An undead: of CIE
al cases and personalinjury suits—for
which he pioncered six-figure awards—he
is a champion of the underdog and an
avowed enemy of what he calls “the
fascistic cop mentality.” Author of many
standard texts on trial law, a frequent
lecturer on courtroom procedure, а po
ul; nd outspoken guest on TV di
cussion shows and a contributor of
polemical opinion pieces to various na-
magazines, he has also been the
controversial Playboy Inter-
view (June 1965).

FRED COOK is the hor of 11 books and
hundreds of magazine articles, many of
them trenchant exposés of scandals and
miscarriages of justice in the fields of
w enforcement l liberties—
labors that irers
and enemies in equal measure. Winner
of the 1961 Iney Hillman Award and
three-time winner of the New York
ewspaper Guild's Page One Award for
j lisuic public service, he made
the bestseller lists in 1964 with The FBI
Nobody Knows, a hard-hitting documen-
lary eye opener that punctured the pop-
ular myth of FBI expertise in spy chasing
and crime detection, and deplored both
the autocratic power and the rightwing
political philosophy of its hitherto sacro-

sanct director, J. Edgar Hoover.
FRED E. INBAU is regarded as the nation's
foremost expert on police interrogation.
A onetime practicing attorney and
former director of the Chicago Police
Scientific Crime Detecuon Laboratory,
he is currently a professor of law at
Northwestern University and editori
chief of the school's Journal of Crim-
inal Law, Criminology and Police
Science. Widely respected in police cir-
cles for his many authoritative articles
and books on scientific and psychological
methods of questioning criminal suspects,
he is best known for his co-authorship of
the definitive Criminal Interrogation
and Confessions, which has been called

“the police interrogator's bible.”

GEORGE N. LEIGHTON, judge of the Circuit
Court, al , of Cook
County (Chicago), Illinois, since 1964,
a long history of winning and making
T In addition to nu-
rights victories as a defense
attorney in Southern courts, Leighton
won freedom in 1952 for Illinois con-
vict alter 17 years of imprisonment for
crime he didn't commit and. in a widely
publicized eleventh-hour rescue, saved а
condemned convict from execution in
Even more celebrated was his un-
precedented exoneration last year of two
Puerto Rican boys charged with ai
ing two off-duty Chicago policemen with

in the hospital with multiple
slashes on the face. His decision was based
оп evidence that the boys acted in self-

defense when one of the policemen used
excessive force in making an improp
rest—against which the citizen has a
right to defend himself.

JOSEPH D. LOHMAN, dean of the School
of Criminology on the Berkeley campus.
of the University of California, brings to
the academic world a wealth of practical
experience in law enforcement: as the
former chairman of the Parole and Par-
don Board of Illinois, onetime sheriff of
Cook County, Illinois, and founder of
the Southern Police Institute in Louis-
ville, Kentucky. He is also a member of
the President's Committee on Juvenile
Delinquency and Youth Crime, and a
consultant to police departments in Chi-
cago, Denver, Louisville, St. Paul, Wash-
ington, Pittsburgh and New Orleans.
JOHN PEMBERTON, JR, is the nations
executive director of die American. Civ
Liberties Unio
vate agency dedicated to the protection
of individual rights against encroach-
ment by authoritarian power. Among
many legal battles on behalf of minority
groups and unpopular causes, the ACLU
has even fought for the right of arch-
r ightwing groups to en-
joy the consti 1 privilege of free
asembly at meetings where the ACLU
itself has been condemned as а branch
of the Communist Party—which it em-
phatically isn’t, though it often
fought just as hard to safeguard the same
right for American Reds. Pemberton is
accustomed to contumely from cvery
quarter—even from prosecutors and po-
licemen of moderate stripe—for his un-
bending devotion to the Bill of Rights.

tionar

Em

веша: Peephole surveillance is utterly
and completely abhorent, totally im-
permissible. It's [ат more immoral than
the immoralities it sechs 10 eliminate.

RUSTIN: No police are going to slop and.
frisk well-dressed bankers on Wall Street,
but they don’t hesitate to stop well-
dressed Negro businessmen in Harlem.

TURNER: It’s a known fact that traffic
cops work on a quota system of arrests,
expressed or implied. It’s not so well
known, but so do criminal investigators.

їхвли: We urgently need legislation per-
mitling police a reasonable opportunity
to interrogate criminal suspects before
arraignment—without a lawyer present.

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o
PEMBERTON: The polygraph violates a
person's right not to testify against him-
self. He is coerced by the threat of pre-
sumed guilt if he refuses to submit.

LEIGHTON: We're told crime has increased
“five times faster than the population.”
1 suspect that such statistics are issued to
terrorize rather than inform the public.

ur

LOHMAN: Once а man has been informed
of his rights to counsel and to remain
silent, the police should be permitted to
interrogate him exactly as they wish.

соок: This runaway increase in crime
may be а runaway increase in calls to the
police from a public panicstricken by a
crime-wave scare instigated by the police.

BAYARD RUSTIN, executive director of the
A. Philip Randolph Institute, an activist
civil rights organization, has been an
articulate, versatile fighter for racial
equality ever since he was youth org
izer of the 1941 Negro March on Wash-
ington and first field secretary of the
then newly organized Congress of Ra-
al Equality. In the course of an ener-
getic and checkered career, he has spent
28 months in a Federal penitentiary аз а
conscientious objector, led sit-ins at the
British Embassy in Washington as ch:
man of the Free India Committee,
served 30 days in a chain gang for lead-
ing a Freedom Ride through North Caro-
lina, and helped Dr. Martin Luther
King organize the historic Montgomery,
Alabama, bus boycott. In 1963 he was
deputy director of the second March on
Washington, and the following year he
engineered the New York City school
boycott. “His whole life," in the words
of one reporter, “has been spent in a
confrontation with police power."
WILLIAM TURNER, a former FBI agent and
wiretap expert, first came to public no-
tice five years ago when he wrote to Sen-
ate and House committees—while still
employed by the Bureau—demanding an
investigation of FBI disciplinary meas-
ures. Immediately dismissed, he took to
the air on both coasts to broadcast
stinging criticisms of FBI policies and in-
vestigative methods. Since then, he has
become a writer on modern police science
techniques for the legal and criminol-
ogy press, consulting editor for Police
Science Library, and a free-lance con-
tributor of general articles to major
national magazines—spec ing, паш-
rally enough, in investigative reportage.
He is also writing a book, In Light and
Shadow, about the boom in scientific
crime-detection methods and their possi-
ble threats to civil liberties.

PLAYBOY: Amid a mounting chorus of
ominous warnings by law-enforcement
agencies of a rampaging upsurge in crime
—at a rate five times faster than the na-
tional population growth, according to
the FBI—the issue of "violence in the
streets” has become both a tabloid catch
phrase and a political football. Ignoring
unequivocal statements by equally те-
sponsible authorities that the number of
violent crimes, far from increasing, has
actually been cut in half during the past
30 years, many pundits, prosecutors and
police officials have found a convenient
scapegoat in “bleeding-heart” judges—
ringled by the "liberals" on the U.S.
Supreme Court—whose legal and hu-
manitarian concern for the constitutional
rights of the individual has resulted in
а series of recent decisions decried by
J. Edgar Hoover, among others, as a
judicial campaign to “coddle criminals”
and handcuff the police. “We are faced
today,” Hoover has said, “with one of
the most disturbing trends that I have

sed in my years of law enforc
ment—an overzealous pity for the crim-
inal and an equivalent disregard for his
victim.

Foremost among the historic Supreme
Court decisions deplored by Hoover—
and hailed by civil libertarians—are the
Mapp, the McNabb-Mallory, the Gidcon
and the Escobedo cases, as they are
popularly known. Briefly stated, the
Mapp decision outlawed any use in state
courts of evidence obtained by illegal
house search without a warrant. In the
Gideon case, the Court ruled that an’
one accused of a serious offense, if
able to afford a lawyer, has a right to
court-appointed counsel. The McNabb
and Mallory decisions disallowed the use
of confessions in Federal trials whenever
Federal officers fail to bring the suspect

hearing upon the accusation
against him, And in the widely reported
case of Escobedo vs. Illinois, the Court
voided a Chicago laborer's murder con-
fession because police had refused to let
him see his attorney before his interro-
gation, even though the lawyer was in the
station house at the time.

Angry prosccutors have protested that
almost ninc out of tcn convictions are
based on a plea of guilty or some other
form of confession. Disallowing confes-
sions, they argue, will fatally shackle law-
enforcement officers and remove the last
restraints оп а runaway crime wave. At
lopgerheads with this view are those who
point to such cases as that of George
Whitmore, Jr., a Negro trucker's helper,
convicted and jailed in New York City
in 1964 for the murder of two girls on
the strength of a six-page confession,
who was later proved innocent when
investigative work turned up the real
murderer and proved Whitmore's elab-
oratcly detailed confession to be fals
and that of the knife murderer of Kitty
Genovese, who carried out his crime
under the eyes of 38 witnesses in Kew
Gardens, Long Island; he later em-
barrassed police by confessing another
murder to which they already held a con-
fession from another man. Pondering
how these false confessions were extracted
in the first place, the public has not been
reassured by declarations such as the one
made last year to a Harper's magazine rc-
porter by former New York City deputy
police commissioner Richard Dougherty:
“I is hardly news that suspects of serious
crimes often get ‘worked over' in the
back rooms of station houses.

Who is right—the policeman who
warns that we will soon be living under
a rampant reign of criminal terror un-
less his hands are untied, or the zealous.
civil libertarian who declares that the
police are already too powerful and
must be bridled to prevent an Orwellian
nightmare of Big Brother in a blue
uniform? Neither is entirely right—or

wrong—in the view of most informed
and reasonable observers. In the hope of
assessing the validity of these polar views,
and thus of arriving at a more realistic
appraisal of the problem, rrAvnov has
convened this panel of wellknown au-
thorities on law enforcement—represent-
ing every shade of opinion—for 2
discussion of the issues involved. Gentle-
men, let's begin by asking whether you
[eel that the controversial Supreme Court
decisions we've cited protect the rights
of the individ ог “coddle the crim-
," as the police allege.
INBAU: In my opinion, these decisions
have had a crippling effect on law
enforcement. Because of the McNabb-
Mallory and Escobedo rulings, police are,
for all practical purposes, prevented
from interrogating suspects in private,
It's usually useless to interrogate a sus-
pect with his attorney present; any law-
yer worth his salt is going to tell his
client to shut his mouth and keep it
Some judges are unrealistic; they
don’t realize that most nes are solved
not by fancy detective work from clues
ind by the criminal, but rather
ful interrogation behind closed

TURNER: 1 think it's often the police de-
partments, not the judges, who are un-
realistic. Once they get a confession,
they think they have a case all locked
up, and this Icads to sloppy corrobora-
tive detective work, Then, when they go
to court and have their case shot full of
holes, they wail that the court is coddling
the criminal

BELI: If any D. A.s and police chiefs are
reading this, I'd like to straighten them
out on a couple of basic misapprehen-
sions before we go any further. First
of all, if we're coddling anyone, we're
coddling the accused, not the criminal.
Secondly, “coddling” is hardly the word
10 describe the court's and the counsel's
effort to guarantee the inalienable rights
outlined in our Constitution to every
citize
PEMBERTON: I agree. The Supreme
Court's devotion to our basic constitu.
tional rights isn't pampering criminals;
s simply being true to ourselves and
our democratic heritage

LEIGHTON: I agree. But if I may return to
Profesor Inbau's implication that re-
strictions on interrogation are leading to
an increase in crime, I do not know of a
ingle statistical proof that these recent
decisions have hampered police. Professor
Inbau says that interrogation is an indi:
pensable part of police work, but I am
told that FBI police-academy instructors
emphasi: They
sist that any intelligent investigator
can usually reconstruct the crime by
dues found at the scene. Even when
there are few clues, however, there's no
need to resort to unconstitutional inter-
rogation if the police work is sufficiently
resourceful. In Chicago not long ago, we

e just the opposite view

had several burglaries totaling $150,000
worth of diamond-cutting tools. A bril-
liant police offi advertised in all the
papers: “Wanted: diamond-cutting tools.
Buyer will pay top price.” Who should
show up with a greedy grin but the
burglar's fence.

INBAU: Certainly there is an occasional
opportunity for that kind of police
work. But reality is usually different.
Take the hypothetical case of а woman
ped in a dark alley. All she can report
is that her assailant was a white man
around 5 feet, 8 inches tall, wearing а
blue shirt and dark trousers. The victim
was struck on the head and bled profuse-
ly. Now, suppose а gasstation attendant
reports that a certain white man about
5 feet, 9 inches tall, wearing a blue shirt,
borrowed a key to the men's room that
same night to wash what appeared to be
blood from his hands. Of course, that
doesn't mean that this particular man
committed the crime. No sensible judge
or jury would convict on such feeble
е, and the police would not want
; but the only way to find out if.
fellow is guilty—or innocent, for
that matter—is to question him. This is
the way most crimes are solved. But I
want it clearly understood that the police
should not be permitted any rough stuff,
Or to usc any interrogation tactics or
techniques that are apt to make an in-
nocent man confess,

LEIGHTON: Now we're getting to the heart
of the matter: Just what és “rough stult”?
Police coercion need not be physical;
psychological coercion can be just as
punishing and persuasive.

BELLI: And reprehensible. Perhaps the
rubber hose is not so standard a piece of
police equipment as it once was, bur
today there are far more sophisticated
methods of torture in daily use. We all
concede that a man must not be forced
by rack, wheel or thumbscrew to confess
a guilt that isn't true. But I see little
difference between whipping a man and
brainwashing him, or scaring him half.
to death. A dishonest interrogator, for
example, cam isolate a suspect who is
ignorant of his rights and unprotected by
an attorney, and murmur sympathetically
to him, “Too bad you can’t be home
aking care of your family. We think your
wife is going to be all right, but she's
coughing pretty bad. Of course, the doc
tor is d all he can, but she's calling
for you. Now, И you'll just tell us all
about it, you can be out on bail in an
hour to take care of her." Well, that poor
fellow will say just about anything to get
out and look after his wife.

cook: Another equally effective and in
us technique is to subject the sus-
pect to hours and hours of questioni
by relays of interrogators. Usually a
tough guy beats the suspect over the
head verbally: then he's succeeded by a
softsoap type who says "I'm your

friend. "That last brute who was so rough
оп you is a real heel and I heartily dis-
approve of his methods. But you and 1
аге friends. We can do business. Have а
cigarette and tell me all about it" Essen-
tially, that's the technique the Chinese
Reds used in Korea to brainwash prison-
ers. Today it’s а standard technique of
virtually all American investigative
agencies. Professor Inbau's own textbook
on interrogative techniques recommends
this very use of alternate interrogators
with different personalities. and ap-
proaches. Finally, a suspect gets tired;
he’s half-dead for lack of sleep; his brain
and will are numbed from grappling
with his emotional reaction to the two
different personalities, and he'll say any-
thing the police want him to say. During
the hours of questioning, the police have
drummed into him all the details he
needs to make an elaborate confession as
though from his firsthand knowledge as
the guilty man. They have repeatedly
asked, for instance, “Weren't you at First
Avenue and Sixth Street at 3:30 A.M.
with a switchblade in your pocket?” That
makes it casy for him to confess having
been exactly where the police want him
at the time they want him there,
PLAYBOY: Are you saying that the police
deliberately feed suspects these details in
order to extort false confessions?

соок: Not deliberately, no. But there is
a very peculiar cop psychology. When a
cop arrests а suspect, he fecls he's solved
the case: To be arrested is to be guilty.
It’s a sincere feeling for the cop, an in-
evitable development of his way of life.
АП оГ us would suffer from the same prej-
udice if we were doing his difficult job.
He's carried away by his theory of how
the crime was committed, by his o
brilliance in solving it, and he's certa:
the only remaining problem is to
squeeze the truth out of the guy he's
already chosen as the guilty man.
LEIGHTON: I think you may be a bit guilty
yourself—of oversimplification. You're
quite right, though, when you say that the
tough guy-nice guy system has become a
standard police interrogation procedure
—almost
practice of unremitting interrog
over inordinately prolonged periods.
teen, even thirty hours of nonstop ques-
tioning is by no means unheard of.
INBAU: Be that as it may, I think that the
limits of interrogation should remain
clastic. Cases differ. Suppose a suspect
says he was with Joe so-and-so at the
time of the crime. The police should be
allowed to hold him till they can track
down and question Joe and check the
alibi. That may take an hour, four hours,
who knows? If Joe, a responsible citizen,
says the su: indeed with him, the
police turn the suspect loose. If Joe says
otherwise, however, the police will nat-
urally want to question the suspect fur-
ther. Who is to say for how long? The
trouble is that the new rulings do not, in

common as the deplorable
tion

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50

effect, permit any questioning, and the
situation is becoming intolerable. In a
recent case in Washington, D.C., for
example, both the District police and the
FBI were checking on a bank robbery.
They got a hot tip on a suspect and in-
formation good enough to justify issuing
à warrant for his arrest. After his arrest,
on the way to the police station, the
arresting officers stopped under а street
light and questioned the suspect for a few
tes, He told them freely that he had
ted the robbery, even told th
where to find the gun and loot. They
went there and found that he was telling
the truth. But the Court of Appeals for
the District of Columbia, acting in ac
cordance with the McNabb-Mallory rule,
held that the confession and the gun
and the money could not be used as evi-
dence against the bank robber because
of the delay of mere minutes in getting
him before a Federal magistrate. Com-
mon sense says the McNabb-Mallory rul.
g cripples law enforcement, and this
one factor that accounts for the increase
in crime in the District of Columbia—
and elsewhere.

LEIGHTON: Fred, you cite the increase of
crime in Washington since the McNabb-
Mallory decision as though one flowed
from the other, but you haven't shown
any cause-and-effect relationship between
these two facts, Since I've been sitting on
the bench of the criminal division of the
Cook County Circuit Court, І have dis-
posed of 135 cases, but in not a single
one has the right to interrogate suspects
been important to the prosecution of
the case. In any event, these. decisions.
are now the law of the land, and the
police have no choice but to obey.
INBAU: That's the very fact I'm lament
ing.

PLAYBOY: Would you favor passing legis-
Jation to grant the police broader inter-

rogational powers than the courts now

permit?

INBAU: Indeed I would. We urgently need

legislation permitting police a reasonable
terrogate criminal sus.

a lawver present; for his attorney, as
I said before, is going to tell him to keep
his mouth shut.

LEIGHTON: But he has a perfect right to
keep his mouth shut, lawyer or no 1.
yer. The only purpose there could be in
keeping him from sceing his lawyer at
that point is to keep him from knowing
and exercising his constitutional right to
keep his mouth shut. The major point
behind these criticisms of the McNabb-
llory, Gideon and Escobedo decisions
is that the pro-police people don't want
any laws of any kind to govern the con-
duct of the police. Do you deny that a
suspect has a right to remain silent,
lawyer or no lawyer?

INBAU: J feel that an accused man should
have the right to remain silent, and
should be so informed before interroga-

tion begins—but by the police, not an
attorney
LOHMAN: As a former police officer, I
must agree that many cases warrant brief
questioning before bringing the suspect
10 а magistrate. Once a man has been
formed of his rights to counsel and to
ain silent, the police should be рс
mitted to interrogate him exactly as they
wish, So long as the suspect knows of his
ight to remain silent, it’s senseless to
forbid his being interrogated.

INBAU. Let me give you an example of
the atrocious damage that results from a
strict application of these rules against
police interrogation without the pres-
ence of an attorney. In New York several
years ago a doctor was murdered and
wife was almost killed by a man who
was burglarizing their house. She was
taken to a hospital. In the doctor's
house, police found a discarded bloody
shirt. One of the doctors white jackets
was missing. Police also found a set of
keys on the floor. By checking the laun-
dry marks in the shirt, police tracked.
down a suspect. He had the doctors
jacket. The keys found at the scene
fitted the suspects locker. When he was
taken to court and charged with the
murder, he was carcfully informed of his
right to counsel and asked if he had a
lawyer or wanted the court to appoint
one. He asked for time to think it over.
The judge gave him a day. Right after
that court session, the е took the
defendant to the hospital, where the
doctor's wife identified him as the killer.
He was later tried and convicted, but
the Federal Court of Appeals ruled that
the state had to try the man again, be-
cause the police had violated his rights
by taking him to the hospital when he
didn't have a lawyer to advise him. That
kind of excessive judicial nicety is dan-
gerous nonsense.

PEMBERTON: You scem to regard the civil
liberties granted by the Bill of Rights as
nit picking technicalities. Well, they ex-
ist to protect our concept of what is de-
cent in a civilized society. On one hand,
the government represents a tremendous
power with immense resources to investi-
gate and prosecute, The individual, even
the wealthiest and most powerful indi-
vidual, has no comparable financial or
other resources, and the indigent suspect
has so little comparable power as to call
it nonexistent. It is unseemly that such
a powerful government should rely on
an individual's own words to justify
what the government has already done
—that is, take him into custody and
deprive him of his liberty. Let that
mense power find probable cause for
arrest before the suspect is picked up,
not after. It violates our sense of decency
for a powerful government to send its
agents out on a dragnet sweep of а com.
munity, raking in suspects helter-skelter,
nd then to force one or two of them to
justify the wholesale arrests by their own

те

mouths. The accused—especially the in-
nocent and, hence, presumably inexperi
enced accused—are аг a d
a contest with the police and prosecutor.
Without the help of an attorney learned
in law and sophisticated in the ма
police tactics, the innocent suspect can
be wicked into convicting himself with
words from his own mouth,

RUSTIN: Let me tell you something about
that cop mentality. In Harlem at least.
police officers are judged in part by their
record of arrests and percentage of con-
victions. For that reason, many juve-
niles, unprotected by the constitutional
afeguards that adults enjoy in normal
courts, are often persuaded by police to
plead guilty to a lesser offense than the
arresting charge even though they're
completely innocent of any wrongdoing.
Because these youngsters don't know
their rights, they're tricked into building
up the police record of arrests and
convictions.

TURNER: Mr. Rustin's experience in Har-
lem is not unique. Virtually all law-
enforcement agencies feather their nests
with statistics. It's a known fact that
trafic oflicers work on a quota system
of arrests, expressed or implied. It's not
as well known, but so do criminal iı
vestigators.

PLAYBOY: Do the rest of you gentlemen
agree with Mr. Rustin's contention that
juvenile-court procedures deprive teen-
agers of constitutional safeguards en-
joyed by adults?

PEMBERTON: It’s a very real problem. The
American Civil Liberties Union is cur
rently investigating the case of a juve
nile in Pennsylvania who was jailed on
hearsay evidence without an attorney
and without being told what the charges
against him were.

LOHMAN: Many agencies are studying
youth courts to introduce reforms to cn-
sure that juveniles will enjoy the same
safeguards as adults. But 1 would not go
so far as to suggest, as some have. that
je cours be replaced by adult
A few adult courts, in fact, are
adopting some juvenile-court procedures.
The juvenile court has shown us that
wrongdoing is not always willful. We
don’t want to deprive youthful offenders
of their civil liberties, but we must con
tinue to treat the problem of criminal
responsibility of the very young as quite
different from the responsibility of the
mature. Indeed. we should emphasize the
difference even more than we do now.
PLAYBOY: Do you agree with those who
feel that socially and economically un
derprivileged adult defendants are de
nied their constitutional rights to an
even greater degree than juveniles?
LOHMAN: Ir is precisely to protect the lib-
erties of the weak and the indigent that
these new court decisions are being
made. What the courts are really doing—
without expressing it openly—is taking
note of the way the power structure of

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the community has changed. Up to now,
the police have acted toward submerged
sections of the population without the
same restraint that they've shown toward
the more articulate and advantaged citi-
zens who have long held power—and en.
joyed the benefits of counsel as a matter
of course. But now the depressed popu-
lations have a voice and leadership.
They believe in themselves and are act-
ng collectively—and effectively —through
organizations representing them.

веш: We're just damned lucky that we
live in a country where the Supreme
Court protects the stumblebum sleeping
under the railroad bridge as zealously as
it does the president of the railroad
sleeping in his private car. In the Gideon
case, for instance, the Court weighed the
appeal of an insignificant unknown con-
vict as carefully as they would a brief
from the president of U. S. Steel. As soon
as the Supreme Court forgets the rights
of the least of us, the rest of us аге going
to be taken over by the "righteous" who
can't wait to ride roughshod over the
Constitution. When һе was Attorney
General, Bobby Kennedy was quoted as
saying, "We can and must see to it that
America does not unjustly punish the
man who is already serving a life sentence
of poverty.
RUSTIN: We can and must—but wc don't
and haven't. We continue to mainta
plethora of statutes meant only to h:
the poor and the weak. Vagrancy laws,
for instance, are the most oppressive
type of dass legislation. They exact pun-
ishment for the so-called crime of being
poor and unemployed. Making a crime
out of the state of being jobless in a
society steadily wiping out jobs through
automation is simply not worthy of a
civilized people.

PEMBERTON: Vagrancy laws, essentially,
are а device used by local authorities to
keep what they call les" out
of the community by har them, ar-
resting them repeatedly till they leave
and haunt some other city. A poor
drunk will be ridden mercilessly by po-
lice just for being drunk, but a rich
drunk can sop it up by the gallon for
years and never fecl the law's weight.
RUSTIN: All too true. But that isn't the
worst of it. Perhaps the most notorious
inequity of all in modern law enforce-
ment is the bail.bond system, which pe-
nalizes the poor for being poor. If a poor
man cannot dig up bail, he must stay in
jail for months awaiting trial—just as
though he had already been proven
wes him back thosc
months of imprisonment, nor is he recom
pensed in any way if he is eventually
found innocent. The rich offender. me:
while, can walk the streets freely because
he has the money to spring himself. In.
stead of requiring financial bond, courts
should release prisoners to the recogni-
zance of persons or organizations accept-
able to the court as responsible agents.

PEMBERTON: We are rapidly nearing а
time when old-fashioned bail will be
abolished. The Vera Foundation in New
York recently carried on a thrce-ycar
Manhattan Dail Project experiment dur-
ing which 3505 accused were released on
their own recognizance after recom-
mendation by the Foundation staff.
Only 1.6 percent willfully failed to ap-
pear in court; during the same period,
three percent of those out on financial
bail bond failed to appear. It's also note
worthy, and a bit sobering, to reflect
that 59 percent of those held in jail till
trial were convicted, but only ten per-
cent of those who had been out on bail.
This, it seems to me, may indicate that
freedom of the accused before trial is an
important factor in preparing a defense
and escaping improper punishment.
BELLI: Another excellent reason to do
away with the bail bond—if one is
needed—is the simple fact that it’s a
dirty, vicious racket. Too often the bail-
bond broker gets his cut of the criminal
lawyers fce, acting as a Jawyers agent
and steering business to the highest bid-
der. It's a completely illegal racket, but
it exists in every major city їп the
United States.
PLAYBOY: That brings up another aspect
of legal injustice to the poor. What hap-
pens to the accused who can't afford a
lawyer's fee, either? The Gideon deci-
sion requires that each accused, no mat-
ter how poor, has the right to counsel.
How do you think it should be provided?
BELLI: I favor the paid public defender,
like those of Oakland and Los Angeles
in California. The Los Angeles public
defender has a large staff with many in-
vestigators and, what's more important,
all of them are sincerely dedicated to
defending the poor. When 1 visited
Russia, the people there were shocked
to learn from me that in most parts of
the United States the government pays
not only for the prosecution bur also for
the defense,
RUSTIN: But to have the state pay both
the prosecutor and the defender gives
the state still more power than it already
wields in court. Inevitably, the defender
will become friendly with the prosecutor
because his salary comes from the same
weasury. It’s only human nature for him
to become, perhaps unconsciously, more
n the side of the state than of his indi-
gent clients. No, the defense of the in-
digent should be the function of private
agencies such as the Legal Aid Society,
the bar associations, civil rights groups
nd volunteer panels of publicspirited
attorneys.
PEMBERTON: Though ours is not a legal-aid
society, the ACLU is one of those private
agencies Mr, Rustin just described.
We've studied this knotty problem with-
out reaching any clear conclusion, but
we do favor giving the court a choice of
systems: assigned counsel from a pool
of local lawyers, volunteer legaLaid

societies like ours, paid public defenders
— whatever systern or mixture of systems
each district feels is most effective in its
own area, But whatever system is used,
the government should foot the bill for
the truly indigent. Most of our expe-
rience with the public-defender system
has been good, by the way, despite the
reasonable-sounding objections Mr. Rus-
tin has raised.
PLAYBOY: For se

al years, Mr. Pember-
ton and the ACLU have been im the
forefront of a campaign by various civil
liberties groups to overturn local "stop-
and-frisk” statutes that permit the police
in some cities to accost any citizen “on
reasonable suspicion,” search him pub-
licly and force him to explain his pres-
ence and his plans, The principal avowed

purpose of the search is to protect the
police from attack with concealed weap-

ons and to prevent thieves and dope
pushers from “dumping” stolen goods or
narcotics before apprehension, Do you
think this law serves its purpose, gentle-
men—and that the stated end justifies
the nteans?

PEMEERTON: The answer to both questions
isan emphatic no. The policeman's right
to force us to explain our presence on
his beat is a gross violation of our right
to remain silent—and to mind our own
business. And the stop-and-frisk law gives
the police the right to detain anyone
they feel intuitively is about to commit
a crime. How can you have probable
cause to believe a person guilty of a
crime that hasn't been committed yer?

INBAU: Hold on a minute. This stop-and-
fi w doesn't permit a policeman to
stop just any citizen on a whim. He can
stop and frisk only when there has been
a crime committed in the neighborhood
and the person stopped fits the descrip-
tion of the criminal, or when he finds
persons loitering in a dark alley where
they have no business at three in the
morning. This is what the law means by
“reasonable suspicion” that а person has
committed a crime or is about to com-
mit a crime. A policeman can't search for
papers or flip through personal effects;
he can search only for weapons. Should
he search a wallet and find a stolen bond,
for instance, that bond would not be ad-
missible as evidence, because he would
have exceeded the search authority given
him by this statute.

RUSTIN: Whatever its provisions or its
purpose, this law is a nefarious example
of class legislation, for its effect is to per-
mit harassment of the poor. No police
are going to stop and frisk well-dressed
bankers on Wall Street—but they don't
hesitate to stop well-dressed Negro busi-
nessmen in Harlem and go through their
attaché cases. That kind of brusque
police action is reserved for the poor
and minorities like Negroes and Puerto
Ricans.
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used this power to embarrass or harass
the innocent—of whatever race—there
would be such an outcry that the law
would be repealed. Yet in the case of
People vs. Rivera just last year, the New
York Court of Appeals upheld the va-
lidity of the stop-and-frisk statute with
only one dissent, and the U. $. Supreme
Court has refused to review that decision,
This combination of court rulings puts
the stop-and-frisk Jaw on very solid
ground.

BELLI: 1 wouldn't say that. The stopand-
frisk Jaw is clearly unconsütuti
my opinion, and I predict that it will be
struck down when next it’s tested by the
Supreme Court.

PLAYBOY. Another police-backed local
statute that's come under fire from the
ACLU and other civil liberties groups
is the so-called “по knock and-enter" law,
which empowers law-enforcement officers
—again, on "reasonable suspicion"—to
burst into and search а suspect’s home or
place of business without either knocking
or announcing themselves as policemen.
Do you [ecl that this law is unconstitu
tional, too, Mr. Belli?

BELLI: Absolutely. And I predict exactly
the same fate for it.

PEMBERTON: Both of these laws danger-
ously weaken the barrier between us and
unlimited, arbitrary authority. They
practically beg for unscrupulous police-
men to abuse their power and—Profes-
sor Inbau's reassurances notwithstanding:
—to harass citizens they don't happen
to like. We abandoned a historic safe-
guard of our liberties when we accepted
those laws.

INBAU: Remember that the police are em-
powered to stop and frisk or to break in
only after going through the full pro-
cedure of establishing probable cause,
and in the case of the no-knock-and-
enter Jaw, of obtaining a search warrant
as well. Thus the innocent public
protected from brusque, unwarranted
itrusion by the police. As for the stop-
ndfrisk law, don't you think, in all
fairness, that a policeman should have
the right to search for dangerous weapons
before exposing himself to possible crim-
inal attack?

PEMBERTON: That argument is just as
specious as tlie one given for the passage
of the no knock law: to permit a forcible
unannounced entrance “where danger to
the life or limb of the officer or another
may result” from a properly announced
search. Bur violence is far more likely to
occur when police kick down a door with-
out announcing themselves. In fact, kick-
ng a door down is pretty violent to begin
with and invites violence in return.
RUSTIN: Of course it does, A frightened
householder, awakened in the middle of
the night by a sudden and violent intru-
sion of persons unknown to him, will
naturally assume he is being attacked by

criminals and might open fire on them—
with every justification.
TURNER: Especially in New York, where
the newspapers specialize in lurid ас
counts of “crime waves,” there is a
hysteria that could easily prompt an in-
nocent householder to shoot first and
investigate later. And the police are by
no means always innocent of this kind of
freewheeling violence at a house arrest—
even if they don't actually kick down a
door. When I was still a special agent, the
FBI got a tip from a motel owner that
one of his guests looked like one of the
“Ten Most Wanted" criminals. They
surrounded the place and banged on the
door. When the guest cracked it open
slightly, one of the agents shoved his cre-
dentials forward, but it was pitch dark.
“FBI, open up!" he barked. When the
poor. frightened guest didn't instantly
fling the door open to invite this armed
mob inside, they shot him in the face. It
turned out later, of course, that he was
perfectly innocent. The agents respon
sible were severely disciplined, but they
didn't go to jail. This incident shows
what kind of tragic injustice can result
from the use of excessive force in serving
an arrest warrant,
cook: This resort to violence by the
police is a bad sign of declining profes
nalism. One of the best cops I ever
knew was a New York detective named
Johnny Cordes. He piled up a fantastic
record of arrests, but he developed the
theory that he was a better cop if he
never carried a gun, and for years he prac
ed his profession completely unarmed.
He's still alive, retired with many hon-
ors. Contrast him with the FBI agents
who were trailing a pair of kidnapers
in the Thirties. The local police were
cooperating and knew where one of the
principal suspects was hiding out, but
they wanted to catch the other one, too,
when he visited his pal. The FBI had
been advised that the police were staked
out watching the hideout, but they got
impatient and at midnight Hoover him-
self led a fire fight. They got their man,
all right, but not the second kidnaper:
the local police found out later that he
had indeed come to pay а visit that night
—and had watched the whole tle as
ıt of the crowd. The cop who depends
on muscle and gunplay is always inlerior
to the one who relies on brains.
веш: Too many policemen nothing
more than overgrown kids still playing
cops and robbers—only for Keeps. But
there's too damned much gunpla
around on both sides of the badge.
Everybody's playing with guns as though
they were toys. We don't have bears
ing the streets anymore; there arc
climbing through the win-
dows, The socalled constitutional right
to bear arms is hopelessly—and danger-
ously outdated.
PEMBERTON: Recently, Attorney General
Katzenbach told a Senate subcommittee

that cities with strong laws controlling
firearms have much lower homicide rates
than. cities with unrestricted sale of guns.
In New York City, where ownership of
firearms has long been supervised, the
murder rate is 3.8 per 100,000 of popu-
lation, substantially lower than the
national average of 4.5 and about one
third of Alabama's 10.2. New York City
also has the lowest robbery rate of the
nation’s nine largest cities. These figures
offer a pretty sound argument for the
control of firearms, And just by the way,
these figures also argue that there is a
bit of hysteria behind the current tend-
ency to call New York City's streets a
jungle of violent crime.

LEIGHTON: I agree that contemporary
crime statistics produce hysteria rather
than thoughtful consideration of the
factors that contribute 10 the incidence
of crime. For example, we are told that
crime has increased “five times faster
than the population.” From a definitive
point of view, is this a statement that
enlightens us? I sometimes suspect that
such crime statistics are issued to terrorize
people rather than to inform and edu-
cate the public.

TURNER: You're absolutely right, I'm sor-
ry to say. As an FBI agent, [ made а
rests I was ashamed of just to play the
numbers game, Conscientious cops hate
it, but this business of amassing statistics
is forced down their throats. Obviously,
justice suffers as а result. It's ап abuse
that should be ended. 1 suppose the only
way to stop it is for those who appropri-
ate funds for police agencies to yawn
when a police chief—or a J. Edgar Hoov-
er, for that matter—tries to impress them
with numbers.

cook: The FBI crime compilations are
peculiar products of a new system of
tabulating crimes, In 1930, when the
FBI began collecting crime statistics,
only 400 police departments reported to
the FBI; now about 8500 departments
report. Obviously, the sheer volume of
crimes reported will grow explosively
when the number of reporting agencies
increases twentyfold. Added to thi
the fact that calls-for-service to every po-
lice department. the counuy have
multiplied by factors as high as ten or
twelve just in the last five to ten years, Т
wouldn't be at all surprised if this so-
called runaway increase in crime is noth-
ing more than a runaway increase in
calls to the police—from a public panic-
stricken by a crime-wave scare instigated
by the police themselves.

TURNER: Let mc tell you about a “crime
wave" that hit San Francisco last year
almost overnight without the slightest
increase in the crime rate. In the. North.
Beach district of the city, some self-right-
eous morality groups got together and
pressured the police into raiding several
bars to arrest waitresses wearing—if you
can call it that—topless uniforms, Flood-
ing the arca with plaindothesmen, they

proceeded to round up all the girls: and
for good measure, they filled up the
maining seats in the paddy wagons with
all the drunks and roisterers in North
Beach—wholesale lots of them. Not sur-
prisingly, the arrest rate in San Fran-
cisco leaped astronomically; to judge by
the arrest figures, the city was running
amuck. But there had been no upsurge of
crime—merely a small but well-directed
ground swell of bluenoses who forced
chicken-livered police officers into mak-
ing arrests for so-called crimes that had
ever bothered them before.

LOHMAN: "There's still another factor
that misleadingly inflates crime statistics.
It just so happens that the number
of people in that age group which has
always committed a disproportionate
number of crimes—from 15 to 24—i
creasing far faster than the general popu-
lation. So, naturally, there is an increase
in crime rates; but this certainly doesn’t
imply increasing lawlessness in society as
a whole.

INBAU: Be all that as it may, the FBI sta-
tistics show inrefutably that crime is
increasing five times faster than the
population. The Attorney General says
the crime rate went up 14 percent just
last year, and our general population
certainly didn't jump that much. Even
if the adjustment of statistical methods
were to show a less alarming proportion-
ate increase, the police would still have
an enormously increasing absolute num-
ber of crimes to contend with, and they
need all the tools we can give them, A
murder is a murder and calls for police
action whether it represents only one
homicide per 1000 or per 100,000 popu-
Tation.

PLAYBOY: Let's discuss some of those tools.
Mr. Turner, as an ex-FBI specialist in
electronics devices for clandestine sur-
veillance, how do you feel about legal-
ized wire tapping by law-enforcement
agencies?

TURNER: In the first place, by its very
nature, the tap is illegal, no mattcr who
does it. Technically, it falls under the
heading of “search and seizure"; it's
gal because it's impossible in advance to
name the specific conversation to be
“searched” or the specific information to
be “seized,” as the Constitution requires
all other searches and seizures. In or-
der to legalize it, you'd have to pass a
constitutional amendment—and that's
something I'd hate to see happen. 1 say
this as one who has monitored many
FBI wire taps during which I necessarily
cavesdropped on the conversations of in-
nocent persons discussing matters not
pertinent to the investigation, therefore
none of my business, It's not a nice job.
PEMBERTON: A study of wire tapping in
New York City showed that of 3588
phones tapped in one year, almost half
were public phones Obviously, on a
public phone only a small fraction of
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tween innocent persons. But that won't
prevent. the invasion of their privacy by
eavesdropping policemen. Mr. Turner's
disclosure that he practiced wire tapping
as an FBI agent is a fascinating bit of
intelligence when you consider that
J. Edgar Hoover has called the practice
unethical and detrimental to sound po-
lice practice. If 1 remember correcuy, he
said, “The discredit and suspicion of the
enforcing branch which arises [rom
the occasional use of wire tapping morc
than offsets the good which is likely to
come of it.”

TURNER: He's quite right—though it
doesn’t alter the fact that the Bureau
uses it as a matter of course. Very little
positive information comes across a wire
tap, however, unless it's from an inno-
cent and naive person, and those aren't
the people police are after. When I was
with the Bureau, we used the tap almost
entirely on cases of subversive activity,
but we rarely picked up anything useful
‘The same time and energy could have
been better spent on some other tech-
nique. "The FBI doesn't really depend
оп the tap very much; the agency rarely
has more than 100 taps going at any one
time.

PLAYBOY: That sounds lil

lot of wire

tapping.
TURNER: Not when you consider that the
New York City police have at least that

папу going at one time just within the
city limits. But I think the argument
over wire taps sometimes distracts from а
more invidious practice: the planting of
hidden microphones. A bug picks up not
only phone conversations but every-
thing, induding pillow talk. And invari-
ably a trespass is committed to install it,
which is not the case with wire taps. As
you may know, the FBI publicly ac-
knowledges the number of taps it has
across the country at any one time. Once
I was ordered to pull out a tap because
опе was being installed in another city;
this would keep the books in balance.
But I was at the same time ordered to
nstall a bug to replace the tap. The
FBI docs not announce the number of
bugs it has going.

PEMBERTON: And our technological revo-
lution is spawning dozens of new caves-
dropping devices every year. Sooner or
later, inevitably, miniature television
uansmitters like the ones in Dick Tracy
will be developed and we will have en-
tered the era of 1987 with Big Brother's
eye on us day and night And don't
think certain police officials will hesitate
to use it. In California they even bugged
a bedroom shared by the speaker of the
California Assembly and his wile. Any
assumption that wire tapping and caves-
dropping has becn or will be confined to

iminals is naive.

BELLI: I know very well that my phone is
tapped, and I know who's doing it.
Somctimes just for kicks I give that fat

tle fascist at the other end a juicy
earful!
COOK: Everybody 1 know who is at all
vulnerable assumes his phone is tapped.
If you've ever opened your mouth in pro
test, raised your voice оп a controversial
issue, you take it for granted that your
phone is tapped. But I don't know what
сап be done about it, Its alarmingly
widespread—and becoming more зо
every day.
PEMBERTON: I know an enterprising тс.
porter for the Chicago Sun-Times who
called on 11 private detectives picked at
random from the phone directory. He
sked each to set up a wire tap and made
his reasons progressively more despica.
ble. Finally he asked a detective to bug a
priests confessional, rather hoping hc
would get a punch in the nose for even
suggesting it. But the detective blandly
agreed. Only one man turned him down,
and even he offered to help arrange a tap.
The reporter ended his investigation con-
vinced that almost every one of the city’s
200-odd agencies not only could have but
would have set up a tap on absolutely
anyone. It's a ghastly commentary. But
how сап the government prosecute when
it’s hypocritically breaking the same law?
PLAYBOY: How do you feel about the le-
gality and morality of other invasions of
privacy in the name of law enforcement
—such as the mail cover, for example, by
means of which policemen keep a log of
all incoming and outgoing mail with the
collaboration of postal officials?

TURNER: The Postmaster General recently
put a stop to that practice, I'm happy to
say. At least he's said he has; I'm always
a bit skeptical. I have every reason to be-
lieve that a Federal agency put а mail
cover on me not long ago. I sent two
manuscripts to magazines in New York,
and shortly afterward, two Federal
agents called on the editors and asked to
sce the manuscripis. They һай no legal
way of knowing such manuscripts even
existed, much less that they had arrived
at those specific editorial offices. Un.
doubtedly they had gotten wind of the
fact that I was working on a couple of
pieces about the FBI. and had correctly
surmised the obvious: that they were
not entirely sympathetic, Knowing that
many editors could be intimidated by a
call from Federal agents, they decided to
try it, but one of the editors balked and
that piece was published. I don't know
why the agents were so concerned; it w
only a critique of the FBI for its incom.
petence in failing to prevent the Kennedy
assassination.

PLAYBOY: In addition to mail
postal inspectors have also resorted to
spying on their own employees through
one-way mirrors and peepholes in toilets
And the Walter Jenkins case revealed
that the same methods are widely em-
ployed by the police for the entrapment
of sex deviates. How do you feel about
this kind of covert surveillance?

covers,

ВЕШ: T can understand how the use of
wire tapping, however distasteful, might
occasionally be unavoidable in order to
bring a guilty man to justice—or to save
n innocent one. But this sort of thing is
utterly and completely abhorrent, totally
impermissible whatever the justification.
Is far more immoral than the immorali-
ties it seeks to climinate. How would
you like to make your living by gluing
your eyes to a hole in a john to sec
what's happening on the other side?
Turner: I've done it—and I hated
There is no more miserable, degrading
work than that kind of surveillance. But
quite apart from the basic indecency of
it, this kind of Peeping Tom work is
grossly unconstitutional; its an invasion
of privacy without even the pretext of
looking for specific evidence of a specific
crime. It’s just a dragnet operation in-
vading the privacy of perhaps a thou-
sand innocents in the vague hope of
catching maybe onc guilty man, But the
police don't hesitate to employ these
methods with just that hope. And. un
believably enough, many courts actually
admit that improperly obtained kind of
evidence; it's done all the time.
PLAYBOY. The reliance of police on the
polygraph, or lie detector, as an interro
gational technique is even more wide
spread than their use of wire tapping,
bugs, mail covers and peephole spying
in surveillance work. Distrust of the poly-
graph’s findings, however, has spurred
many cities and six states to outlaw its
use, and it has recently been under attack
or investigation by labor unions, the De-
fense Department and a Congressional
subcommittee. Is their disapproval jus-
tified, in your opinion?

BELLI: Not in my experience. I've used it
many times and found it а most useful
and often an invaluable instrument.
Once, І remember, the prosecution
wouldn't let us give polygraph tests to
three of my clients on condemned row
Quentin, so we took the complai
ness to Reno and tested him there.
His story proved to be completely и
truc; so we saved three men's lives with
that machine.

PEMBERTON: Whatever its effectiveness in
detecting lies, the fact remains that the
polygraph violates a person's right not
to testify against himself. The individual
is coerced by the threat that he will be
presumed guilty if he refuses to submit
No less invidious is the fact that during
the test he answers dozens of questions
irrelevant to the crime, thus giving the
police information that neither they nor
anybody else has a right to know. And
some polygraph operators have reported
that certain subjects who haven't been
caught in a lie nevertheless show “dishon
est tendencies.” It doesn't take much
intuitive ability to conclude that а ma-
chine and operator capable of detecting
a lie before it has even been told are
cleanly frauds.

PLAYBOY: The Congressional committec
that recently investigated the polygraph
—which was being considered for Gov-
ernment usc—concluded that there is no
such thing as a “lie detector" and that
the machine's purported infallibility is a
hoax. Would you agree with that?

1 ar himself told the War-
ren Commission, “The FBI feels that the
polygraph technique is not sufficiently
precise to permit absolute judgments of
deception or truth,” But I happen to
know for a fact that the FBI uses thc
polygraph on its own personnel.
PLAYBOY: For several years, critics of the
police, especially in cities with large Ne
gro and Puerto Rican populations, have
been clamoring for civilian review
boards with power to fire or discipline
law-enforcement officers for improper
conduct or procedures, induding the
use of the investigational and interroga-
tional devices we've been discussing.
Police respond that they should be a
lowed to police themselves. How do you
gentlemen [eel about it?

RUSTIN. I cannot understand police ob-
jection to the idea. While one function
of the board would certainly be to pro-
tect the public against police malfea.
since, another equally important function
would be to clear innocent policemen of
baseless charges brought by mischicf-
makers. How could an innocent police
man object to that?

PEMBERTON: What the police object to
about civilian review boards is the possi-
bility that all kinds of wild accusations
райм them will get into their records
nd haunt them for the rest of their ca-

reers, even if they're exonerated. It
doesn't seem to bother them that this is

precisely what happens to innocent р
vate citizens who get picked up in drag-
net roundups for police interrogation.
That arrest is on their records whether
or not they're ultimately convicted. So it
turns out that policemen are just as sen-
itive as ordinary citizens about having
their records needlessly besmirched.

INBAU: It’s for that very reason that |
feel civilian review boards would serve
merely to frustrate and demoralize the
police. The right thing to do is what we
did in Chicago after the scandalous dis
covery a few years ago that many police
re involved in a burglary ring. The
public was so outraged that they de-
manded a new superintendent of police.
The city brought in Orlando Wilson,
who used to hold the same chair in crim.
inology at the University of California
now occupied by Dean Lohman, by the
way. Under his leadership, Chicago is
now protected by what is fast becoming
the best police force in the world. It's a
force much more mindful of the rights
ol the public than the old force, and
without the help of civili review
boards. The police of Chicago regulate
themselves with an internal investiga

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tion division. If somebodv is beaten or
brutalized by a policeman, these abuses
are investigated by the police them-
selves, If he finds cause, Superintendent
Wilson takes the matter to the state's at-
torney's office for prosecution. We are
proving in Chicago that the police can
supervise themselves when the public de-
mands it.

веш: Well, I'm пог so sure about that;
but my fear for our civil liberties is not a
fear of police brutality or corruption. I
think the average cop on the beat is
doing a hard job well. What scares me is
the greed for power of people like J. Ed-
gar Hoover and the farright extremists
who yearn for a police state. These Su-
preme Court decisions which they so
abominate aren't making the policeman's
job tougher: they're putting the bridle on
Hitlerian bastards who have no place in
our democracy. If we want to preserve it,
we need only two inviolate rules, in ad-
dition to the writ of habeas corpus and a
judge-and-jury system: (1) You don't have
to say anything that may be used against
you, and (2) you're entitled to a lawyer.
If we can preserve just those two rules,
we will be able to preserve our de-
mocracy. If you could get just those two
guarantees in Russia or Cl those
Countries would be so changed that you
couldn't tell them from the United
States. So let us not, in God's name, losc
those guarantees here.

INBAU: We're not about to lose them,
Mr. Belli. But we cannot preserve law
and order when all our concern is on
civil liberties, for civil liberties cannot
exist except in a stable, safe society. To
have civil liberties without safety of life
ind. property is a meaningless thing. We
cannot abolish the police and st
ain an orderly society, nor can we im-
pose so many restrictions on them that
they are powerless to prevent crime and
apprehend criminals. Court decisions
secking to force the police to behave
properly by releasing obviously guilty
persons will not protect our liberties in
the long run. The prime power police
should have to combat crime effectively
is the right to interrogate suspects pri-
vately for a reasonable length of time
before arraignment. Again, 1 emphasize
that the suspect must not be mistreated
nd he must be informed of his right to
remain silent. But the police must be
allowed to question a suspect i
or Jaw enforcement as we have know
will become a shambles. If police
prived of this basic right, we must b
ourselves for an avalanche of
greater than we suffer from today.
COOK: I disagree completely. Regardless
of the needs of law enforcement, we
must preserve our liberties at all costs.
‘The survival of cach of us as an
dividual human being with value is
precarious enough in our mass society. If
we permit the watering-down of any of

our liberties, we are that much closer to
ppearing into a vast, faceless police
state, just as Mr. Belli fears, and human
l| become indistinguishable
from а termite colony. I concede that we
may have more lawlessness today than in
the past. but I don’t feel that there is a
cause-and-effect relationship between in-
creasing crimes and court decisions that
protect civil liberties, No, our whole mor-
al tone is lower, thanks chiefly to our free-
cnterprise-racket society, our scramble
for personal gain. You see evidence of
this lax moral tone, to name just one
example, in the widespread practice of
robbing insurance companies by making
excessive and fraudulent claims. When
the little guy at the bottom of the heap
sees those at the top taking moral short
cuts, rigging prices contrary to the law,
cheating оп taxes, he figures it’s only
smart for him to grab his own piece of
the action. In this kind of society, you're
going to have more crime regardless of
expanded or curtailed police power. The
protection of individual civil liberties
has nothing to do one way or the other
with the crime rate; but in any case, they
must be preserved.

RUSTIN: I agree with Mr. Cook that the
society we live in does not really want
true law and order, or at least is not
willing to make those reforms that will
lead to true law and order. In terms of
human rights, the policeman is the patsy
for our society; he is the instrument for
enforcing a basically unjust system. Po-
lice just cannot accept poor people as
being of the same value as those who
have made it. Any effort to improve law
and order by increasing the number of
police or their powers is doomed to fail.
All you achieve is to create a larger num-
ber of corrupt policemen. As loi
ciety tolerates bad housing, antiquated
school systems and massive unemploy-
ment, it will be impossible to m:
law and order. Reliance on police power
has not prevented and will not prevent
outbreaks of lawlessness like the riots in
Watts and Harlem. These controversial
court decisions, far from encouraging
crime, are merely a small first step toward
a larger justice. Without this minimal
protection of civil liberties, law and order
would be impossible. For a more orderly
and just society, we must tear down
slums and build decent housing, throw
out our 19th Century school system and
set up schools to prepare people for the
technological socicty of this century, to
provide full and fair employment for all
people. Without reforms, we will be
faced with increasing disorders regardless
of the powers given to police. In the cor-
rupt society of today, the policeman is
just part of the widespread decay of
morals. The police are themselves pris-
oners of the corrupt system, fall guys for
a society that has no respect for them.
If society really wanted to make the

police problem simpler, it would call
not for more policemen with more ро:
lice powers, but for more justice. Who
knows? Perhaps someday it will.
PEMBERTON: Big government—and that in
cludes its law-enforcement arm—threatens
10 become so powerful that to preserve
the kind of democracy we've enjoyed in
the past, we are going to have to inhibit
rather than increase its power. Law in a
democracy is always enforced more effec
tively by moral sanction than by police
force. Respect for the law is the most
important factor in maintaining law and
order. And to preserve respect for the law.
a society must have law-abiding police
n a police force re.
izens and.
wained in the best modern techniques
of police work, it will not be necessary
to abridge personal freedoms in order to
preserve the peace. The public will re-
spect the law because the police them-
selves respect the law.
LEIGHTON: I agree. We are demonstrating
in Chicago that improvement of police
communications, equipment, training
and internal discipline does more for
law enforcement than a dubious curtail-
ment of civil liberties.
LOHMAN: Giving the police greater au
thority to abridge the rights of individu-
als is certainly not the answer. What
must be done nationally, as is being
done in Chicago, is to recruit a higher
type of rookie and train him in the lat
est investigative techniques. But he must
also be made to understand what il
liberties are, and what restrictions
must accept. If he learns his police work
well, he will find that those restrictions
do not hamper him.
TURNER: he modern recruit is already
far superior to the old-time cop. In San
Jose, California, for instance, 80 to 90
percent of the police are college gradu
ates. Gradually а superior brand of po-
liceman is crowding up from the bow
to replace the old-fashioned martinct
who came up the hard way and hasn'
even heard of such a thing as civil libei
ties. We still have a long way to go b:
fore we reach Utopia, and we'll probably
never quite reach it, but the quality of
policemen is improving every day.
Mcanwhile, the courts are perform
n absolutely vital function in protect
g the individual against the crushing
power of the state. Professor Inl P
parently feels that a clearly guilty person
should be convicted regardless of police
intrusion on his liberties; but once the
police have a foot in the door, once
they are permitted to violate anybody's
civil liberties whether that person is
clearly guilty or not, it will be no time
at all before we lose the civil liberties of
everybody, guilty and innocent alike.
PLAYBOY: In summation, gentlemen, it
would seem that Professor Inbau has
(concluded on page 143)

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60

OCTOPUSSY

despite the heat of the tropical sun, the
major shivered in dread at the sight of
james bond, implacable and imperturb-
able, stirring long-buried memories of that
secret act of violence on the mountaintop

PART I OF A NOVELETTE

By IAN FLEMING

“you know wnat?” said Major Dexter Smythe to the octo-
pus. "You're going to have a treat today if I can manage it.”

He had spoken aloud and his breath had steamed up the
glass of his Pirelli mask. He put his feet down to the sand
beside the niggerhead and stood up. The water reached to
his armpits. He took off the mask and spat into it, rubbed the
spit round the glass, rinsed it clean and pulled the rubber
band of the mask back over his head. He bent down again.

The eye in the mottled brown sack was still watching him
carefully from the hole in the coral, but now the tip of a
single small tentacle wavered hesitatingly an inch or two out
of the shadows and quested vaguely with its pink suckers
uppermost. Dexter Smythe smiled with satisfaction. Given
time, perhaps one more month on top of the two during
which he had been chumming the octopus, and he would
have tamed the darling. But he wasn't going to have that
month. Should he take a chance today and reach down and
offer his hand, instead of the expected lump of raw meat on
the end of his spear, to the tentacle—shake it by the hand, so
to speak? No, Pussy, he thought. I can't quite trust you yet.
Almost certainly other tentacles would whip out of the hole
and up his arm, He only needed to be dragged down less t
two feet and the cork valve on his mask would automatically
close and he would be sullocated inside it or, if he tore it oll,
drowned. He might get in а quick lucky jab with his spear,
but it would take more than that to КШ Pussy. No. Perhaps
later in the day. It would be rather like playing Russian
roulette, and at about the same five-toone odds. It might
be a quick, a whimsical way out of his troubles! But not
now. It would leave the interesting question unsolved. And
he had promised that nice Professor Bengry at the Institute.
Dexter Smythe swam leisurely off toward the reef, his eyes
questing for one shape only, the squat, sinister wedge of a
scorpion fish, or, as Bengry would put it, Scorpaena Plumieri.

Major Dexter Smythe, О. В. E., Royal Marines (Ret.), was
the remains of a once brave and resourceful officer and of
a handsome man who had had the sexual run of his teeth
all his life and particularly among the WRENS and WRACS
and ATS who manned the communications and secretariat
of the very special task force to which he had been attached
at the end of his service carcer. Now he was 54, slightly bald
and his belly sagged in the Jantzen trunks. And he had had
two coronary thromboses, the second, the "second warning,"
as his doctor, Jimmy Greaves, who had been one of their
high poker game at Queen's Club when Dexter Smythe had
first come to Jamaica, had hall-jocularly put it only a month
before. But, in his well-chosen clothes, his varicose veins out
of sight and his stomach flattened by a discreet support belt

behind an immaculate cummerbund, he was st
of a ma

а fine figure.
at a cocktail party or dinner on the north shore, and

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it was a mystery to his friends and
neighbors why, in defiance of the two
nces of whiskey and ten cigarettes а
y to which his doctor had rationed
him, he persisted in smoking like a
chimney and going to bed drunk, if ami-
ably drunk, every night.

The truth of the matter was that Dex-
ter Smythe had arrived at the frontier of
the death wish. The origins of this state
of mind were many and not all that
complex. He was irretrievably tied to J
maica, and topical sloth had gradually
riddled him so that, while outwardly he
appeared a piece of fairly solid hard-
wood, inside the varnished surface the
termites of sloth, selfindulgence, guilt
over an ancient sin and general disgust
h himself had eroded his once-hard
core into dust. Since the death of Mary
two years before. he had loved no one
(he wasn’t even sure that he had really
loved her, but he knew that, every hour
of the day, he missed her love of him
and her gay. untidy chiding and often
irritating presence) and though he ate
their canapés and drank their martinis,
he had nothing but contempt fo
ternational riffraff with whom he consort-
ed on the north shore. He could perhaps
have made friends with the solider ele-
ments, the gentleman-farmers inland, or
the plantation owners on the coast, the
professional men and the politicians, but
that would mean regaining some serious
purpose in life which his sloth, his spiri
ual accidie, prevented, and cutting dow
on the bottle, which he was definitely
unwilling to do. So Major Smythe was
bored, bored to death, and, but for one
Factor in his life, he would long ago have
swallowed the bottle of barbiturates he
had casily acquired from a local doctor.
The life line that kept him clinging to
the edge of the cliff was a tenuous one.
Heavy drinkers veer toward an ехарде
tion of their basic temperaments, the
classic lour—sanguine, phlegmatic, chol-
eric and melancholic The sanguine
drunk goes gay to the point of hystei
and idiocy. The phlegmatic sinks into a
morass of sullen gloom. The choleric is
the fighting drunk of the cartoonists
who spends much of his lite in prison
for smashing people and things, and the
melancholic succumbs to self-pity, mawk-
ishness and tears. Major Smythe was а
melancholic who had slid into a drool-
ing fantasy woven around the birds and
ects and fish that inhabited the five
acres of Wavelets (the name he had giv-
en his small villa is symptomatic), its

he in

beach and the coral reef beyond. The
fish were his particular favorites. He re
ferred to them people” and, since

reef fish stick to their territories as close-

ly as do most small birds, after two years
he knew them all intimately, “loved
them and believed that they loved him
in return.

They certainly knew him, as the den-
izens of 2005 know their keepers, becau
he was a daily and a regular provider,
scraping off algae and stirring up the
id and rocks for the bottom feeders,
breaking up sea eggs and urchins for the
small carnivores and bringing out scraps
of offal for the larger ones, and now, as
he swam slowly and heavily up and
down the reef and through the channels
that led out to deep water, his "people"
swarmed around him fearlessly and ex-
pectantly, darting at the tip of the threc-
pronged spear they knew only as a
prodigal spoon, flirting right up to the
glass of the Pirelli and even, in the case
of the fearless, pugnacious demoiselles,
nipping softly at his feet and legs.

Part of Major Smythe's mind took
in all of these brilliantly colored le
"people," but today he had a job to do,
and while he greeted them in unspoken
words (Morning. Beau Gregory" to the
dark-blue demoiselle sprinkled with
brighcblue spots, the “jewel fish" that
actly resembles the starlit fashioning
of a bottle of Guerlain's Vol de Nuit.
"Sorry. Not today, sweetheart" 10 а flut-
tering butterfly fish with false black
"eyes" on its tail, and “You're too f;
anyway, Blue Boy,” to an indigo parrot
fish that must have weighed a good ten
pounds) his eyes were searching for only
one of his "pcople"—his only enemy on
the reef, the only one he killed on sight,
à scorpion fish.

Scorpion fish inhabit most of the
southern waters of the world, and the
rascasse that is the found of bouil-
baisse belongs to the family. The West
Indian variety runs up to only about 12
es long and perhaps a pound in
weight. It is by far the ugliest fish in the
sea, as if nature were giving warning, It
is a mottled brownish gray with a heavy,
wedge-shaped shaggy head. It has fleshy
pendulous “eyebrows” that droop over
angry red eyes and a coloration and bro-
ken silhouette that are perfect cam-
oullage on the reef. Though a small fish,
its heavily toothed mouth is so wide that
it can swallow whole most of the smaller
reel fishes, but its supreme weapon lies
in its erectile dorsal fins, the first few of
which, acting on contact like hypoder-
mic needles, fed by poison glands
containing enough tetrodotoxin to kill a
man if they merely graze him in а vul
ble spot—in an artery, for instance,
or over the heart or in the groin. They
constitute the only real danger to the
reef swimmer, far more dangerous than
acuda. or shark, because, supreme in
their confidence in their camoullage and
armory, they Hee before nothing except
the yery close approach of а foot or ac
tual contact. Then they flit only a few
yards on wide and bizarrely striped pec
torals and settle again watchfully either
on the sand, where they look like a lump
of overgrown coral, or among the rocks

and seaweed, where they virtually dis.
jor Smythe was deter-
ed to find one and spear it and gi
it to his octopus to see if it would
or spurn it, see if one of the ocean's
great predators would recognize the dead-
lines of another, know of its poison.
Would the octopus consume the belly
and leave the spines? Would it cat the

appear. And M

lot and, if so, would it suffer from the
poison? These were the questions Ben-
gry at the Institute wanted answered,

and today, since it was going to be the
ing of the end of Major Smythe's
at Wavelets and though it might
mean the end of his darling Octopussy,
Major Smythe had decided to find out
the answers and leave onc tiny memorial
to his now-futile life in some dusty cor-
ner of the Institute's marine biological
files.

For, since only a couple of hours be.
fore, Major Dexter Smythe's already dis-
mal life had changed yery much for the
worse. So much for the worse that he
would be lucky if, in a few weeks’ time—
time for an exchange of cables via Gov
emment House and the Colonial Office
to the Secret Service and thence to Scot
land Yard and the Public Prosecutor
and Major Smythe’s tr i
London
away with a sentence of imp
for life.

And all this because of a man called
Bond, Commander James Bond, who
had turned up at 10:30 that morning in
a taxi from Kingston.

The day had started normally. Major
Smythe had awoken from his Seconal
sleep, swallowed a couple of Panadols
(his heart condition forbade him aspir-
їп), showered and skimped his br
under the umbrellashaped sea almonds
and spent an hour feeding the remains
of his breakfast to the birds. He then
took his prescribed. doses of anticoagu
at and blood-pressure pills and Killed
time with The Daily Gleaner until it was
time for his elevenses which, for some
months now, he had advanced to 10:30.
He had just poured. himself the first of
two still brandy amd ginger ales, “The
Drunkard’ when he heard the
car coming up the di

Luna, his colored housekeeper,
out into the garden and announced,
"Gemmun to хее you, Major.”

“What's his name?”

“Him doan say, Мајо
you him come from Govment House

Major Smythe was wearing nothing
but a pair of old khaki shorts and san
dals. He said, "All right, Luna. Put him
in the living room and say I won't be a
moment," and went round the back way
into his bedroom and put on a white
bush shirt and trousers and brushed his
hai. Government House! Now what
the hell?

As soon as he had walked through

(continued on page 118)

“You are going on a trip. . ... It has some of the
aspects о] a honeymoon...”

TODAY'S YOUNG BUSINESSMAN

growing fraternity of high-flyi
ecutives conducts. his commerce
pursues his pleasure in territories far
heyond the reach of his earth-bound
brethren. The whirling propeller. the
whistling turbine сап fly him and
the companions of his choice straight to
the bustling metropolises; in a few fleet
hours, they сап whisk him on a week-
end whim from Wall Street worries to
the long-shadowed woods of Canada or
the balın of Palm Beach. Big deal or
fair damsel—ripe but far distant—is
within reach of the daring young ex
ecutive in his flying machine long be
fore the ground troops even learn where
the action is.

‘These chaps are off and winging
what is called “general i
There are more than 90,000
this fle h includes all the ai
planes in America except those
commercial airlines à the military,
And their number
every year. By way of comparison, fliers
in general aviation logged 15.000.000
hours in the air last year, while com-
mercialairline pilots put in less t
third of that.

"Those involved in general а ion
divide it into two categorics: corporate
or executive. flying for business only,
and personal flyig—sometimes for
business and sometimes just for sky
larking

The executive plane is
limousine. Here, the owner
ап Occasional turn at the controls, but
he usually leaves the driving to profes-
sional pilots.

Personal fying for business
pleasure involves smaller aircraft

ly doityourself. The Su

nan on а quick hop to a disi

mote fishing stream, the

guy who flies with his girl to Acapu
Tor the weekend. and the c
who races the sun to close the
closing the deal all share the privileged
world of the personal flier.

Today there are some 8800 airports
in the United States that handle
generalaviation aircralt.. Commercial

ly some 550 points. In

t, 45 percent of all airline walic oc-
curs at just ten major population cc

merica. But there's a lot more

A trio of bright birds that really mean busi-
ness take lo the sky. Above is a twinjet
Hawker Siddeley DH 125. Priced at $950,000,
this British beauty can whisk six air-minded
execs in a flying conference room 1500 miles
cruising ot 440 mph. At for left, a geography-
gobbling Beech King Air sets off for o 1500-
mile trip with eight on-the-go-getters aboard.
This $320,000 plone cruises ot 270 mph. At
left, о commodious $146,900 Aero Grond
Commonder flies 11 possengers ot 244 mph
to distont deols more thon 1000 miles awoy.

country to be seen, worked in and played їп, and the best way to the byways is
via business and private airplanes.

To make it easier for the flying businessman or the chap who simply digs
chasing a tail wind down a quarter of the continent, a boom in elegant hotel,
pool, restaurant and even golf-course construction is taking place at general-
aviation landing-strip sites throughout the nation. But if your business or pleasure
isn't within sight of an airport wind sock, you can easily arrange for а rented car
or a taxi at almost any facility with a town visible from the landing pattern. Only
а diligent search for total isolation can put you out of touch with the American
service comforts available at the drop of а credit сага,

This flying boom all began in the late Twenties, In those days, flying was still
a bit chancy and pilots used cow pastures located near factory sites for airfields.
Many of these pioneers persisted in being tricked out in goggles, leather helmet,
white silk scarf, puttees and boots, even though most of the cockpits were by then
endosed. Jt was sort of the thing to do, you know. And when a girl walked by,
one looked achingly skyward vk seeking his freedom.

All thar—the fun mes, the spit-and-baling-wire maintenance—passed
with the hard reality of war. And when it was over, pilots and planes in the
thousands suddenly became very available.

Some business firms—those that had had corporate-flying experience and those

The Riley Turbo-Rocket, obove, is the fostest
light twin in the cir. With a range of 1700
miles, the Riley rockets olong at 300 mph
corrying six passengers in custom comfort, and
sells for $73,950. The North Stor Airporks
Riviera omphibion, ot right, is the answer to
a harried exec's need to get oway from it oll,
Pushed olong о! 165 mph, this $25,400 four.
seoter can lilt from the water ond heod for
wilderness couniry in 28 seconds. The biggest
of them oll ond the first four-engine jet in
below, is the Lockheed
JetStor, command craft of princes, Presidents
and management magnates. The JetStor con

business aviation,

zip o dozen passengers across on ocean of
more thon 570 mph. At lower left: It's "busi-
ness os usuol" omid the luxurious decor thot
goes with this $1,700,000 master of the sky.

Below: The inside ond out of the copacious Riley Turbo-Exec 400, o sleek conversion of thot relioble British worthy, the DeHovillond Dove
DH 104 Below left: A quick conference more thon 20,000 fee! up cruises along at o brisk 285 mph. Fitted out with cuxilicry tanks, this
$159,500 sky-stepper can eosily transport o dozen denizens of Woll Stree! more thon 2000 miles in Roque! Club comfort. Below center: A cos
mopoliton commuter makes it in time for a delightful dinner dole, yet another winged victory to be garnered by the peripatetic plonesmon

Above: One of the mest groceful oircraft for the high-flying executive is the Lear Jet Model 23. A slim, sleek plane, the Lear Jet sells for $595,000
ond con speed a half-dozen company directors ot 560 mph (New York to Chicago: £4 minutes}, take off and be barreling up through the clouds
ot 40,000 feet within 13 minutes, ronge out to 1400 miles, and then throttle down to runwoy speeds like а matronly piston-powered model. Be-
low right: The unique fore-ond-aft thrust of the $39,950 twin-engined Cessno Super Skymaster speeds six top executives olong ot 200 mph.

headed by men who'd flown airplanes
during the War and learned of their
usefulness—plunged heavily into the
buyer's market. They took DC-5, the
tireless work horses of the Air Force,
and speedy B-25s and B-26s; they took
Lockheed Lodestars and Venturas; and
they even took the big bombers, the
В-245 and В-175. After stripping them
clean, they called in the designers to
pretty up the inside and lay out a re
dining d able and a cock
and corporate flying was on the wing.
Today, this brand of business avia-
tion, now housed in converted commer-
Gal airliners of the 1950s, luxuriously
persists, a carry-over from the era of
r. If you
n which to stretch
out, take a ‚ sleep or throw a ball
or banquet, shop around for a DC-6 or
DC-7, a Viscount or the highly favored
Convair Liner. When they are con
figured for passenger travel, these birds
can accommodate from 40 to 80 people
at speeds from 200-plus to almost 400
miles per hour.
Because of (continued on page 124)

The Piper Twin Comanche, obove, o needle-nosed little speedster, tokes o quartet of corporation moguls businessword ot 194 mph. A sturdy,
round-the-clock work horse, this $34,950 job con be souped up inta a turbocharged model thot steps out ot 225 mph for on extro $11,000. Be
low: Perfect for short hops or tronsoceonic flights is the $1,250,000 twin-engined turboprop Grummon Gulfstream being readied for onother
doy s work. Designed from the drowing boord up os o corporote croft, ће Grummon con corry cs mony os 14 compony officers in home-office lux
шу. At right: For-reoching execs "loose the surly bonds of earth” in search of new horizons ot 197 mph in o four-place, $19,180 Mooney Super 21

IN 1927 1 WAS A 16-YEAR-OLD BRICKLAYER trying to support my mother and seven brothers and sisters. We were living їп a buggy flat
above a grocery store in the Bath Beach Italian section of Brooklyn. My father had been killed four years earlier in the collapse
of a New York building under construction. Mother һай not received a cent for Father's death, because the contractor and the in
surance carrier were in litigation as to liability. But Mother had positive faith in God and spiritualism and knew somehow that
she would get the insurance money. Mother and I went once a week to the medium, Mrs. Miller, and communicated with Father.
We believed he was in heaven guiding us. And Mother genuinely believed I was her pure champion and her son-saint on earth.

When Mike O'Hara, an investigator for the Workmen's Compensation Board, came into our lives, there was happi

ness for us. He took up our cause. "Through him Mother obtained her due insurance money and bought a sweet, spacious old

one-family house with a garden and peach trees in quiet Bensonhurst. We were convinced ,
that God and my father had answered our prayers by sending Mike O'Hara i0 us. H ARA S
He was about 28; a tall, broad-shouldcred, handsome man dressed in tweeds; an Irish-

American who could have posed for collar ads, After we moved into our nice house, he came to see us and LOVE
share our joy. In the cellar we had four barrels of chianti and muscatel wine and some 100 bottles of liquor

made by my father and practically untouched since his death. Mother put the traditionally splendid Italian dinner on the table
remorse filled his heart, for he had cuckolded his $reat friend and benefactor
before O'Hara, and timidly wondered if he would be offended by the

offer of wine, In all my life, 1 had never seen anybody who could fiction By PIETRO DI DONATO
drink like O'Hara. He only nibbled at the food, but by midnight had drunk a quart of grappa whiskey and two gallons
of wine. It was as though he were drinking water. He chain-smoked and drank and drank. When I accompanied him to the
subway, he walked erect and unwavering. Mother and I were so grateful to O'Hara. The wine and whiskey in the cellar
were of no use to us. We were glad we had it to give to him.

O'Hara came often. We looked forward to his visits. Though Mother could hardly speak.
God and family in the language of the heart. He told us about his parochial school and college days, his hitch as a Marine, his
adventures as a erton detective. Не was very fond of us, and assured Mother he would always be a big brother to me.

Mother was anxious to have the pleasure of meeting Mrs. О" She imagined Mrs. O'Hara to bea great lady. Surely, Mr.

lish, she and he talked about

O'Hara must have married a fine woman. But he kept finding excuses for not bringing his wife to our house in Bensonhurst.

My older sister, Mary, was going to bc married to а paisano. We were fixing an ment on the second floor for her.
Mother begged O'Hara to bring his wile to the wedding party to be held in our house, He brought his wife to the wedding party.
Milly O'Hara wes completely ай Mother bad expected. Milly was a sloppily dressed, overgrown hoyden. It was
а strange night. The house was full of rollicking non-English-speaking paisanos. The wine and whiskey flowed. ‘The musicians
played the tarantella over and over. O'Hara sat at a table drinking, a perfect gentleman winning the respect of all. The paisano
men, mostly bricklayers and hod carriers, got drunk and whirled willing Milly around in the dancing and blatantly ogled her
and ran their hot hands about her. The men were like so many bulls in heat after her. The paisana women whispered that the
American woman, Mrs. O'Hara, was а shameless puttana, and Mother had to admit it with chagrin. Mother was awfully disap-
pointed in Milly and felt pity for Mr. O'Hara. Sotto voce the men made raw, drooling comments about Milly's buttocks. Milly
guzzled an unending stream of wine and whiskey and laughed, her big black eyes shining wildly. O'Hara constantly filled
her glass and tended her as if she were a helpless innocent child. After the party, Mother shook her head and said, “Our dear
friend and savior, Mr. O'Hara, has an alcoholically inconti

From then on, O'Hara brought Milly with him. They made a practice of dropping in on Saturday nights. To our amazement,
Milly outdrank her husband. When I went close to voluptuous Milly to fill and refill her glass, I could feel Mother’s shrewd
eyes. I did not betray the lust for Milly that was mounting in me. Mother wished that O'Hara would visit without Milly. They
would stay drinking until past dawn and then get back to the city in time for early Sunday Mass.

One Saturday O'Hara did not appear. 1 received a letter from him. He was seriously ill and going to St. Matthew's Hospi
‘The news inflamed те, I had been thinking night and day about Milly. I had overheard Mother tell my sister, "O'Harz's wife is a
puttana. I feared she'd get Pietro itching for his first taste of woman. Her kind, the legs open easily and wide just for a bottle.”

Mother's opinion of Milly would not leave me. Milly was a puttana—how could 1 miss having my first sexual experience? I
was a battleground of faith and desire. My flesh would not give me peace. From my bedroom window I saw a woman across the
way undress every night. In the subway I was jammed up against women and their rounded parts. Desire tormented me while
laying bricks on the skyscrapers. The more 1 tried not to think of sex, the more desire pained me. My mind was in my groin and
1 could not get Milly ош of my mind. Mother's words, “O'Hara's wife is a puttana,” rang as a prelude to fate, like time
turned about, an act that happened in the future. M

nt woman."

asturbation maddened me. At night in my sleep, teasing, luring Milly
gave me nocturnal emissions t0 my fury. The struggle to remain a "good" boy I could not seem to win—or was it a victory I
really did not care to seek? A rainy day would do it. Can't lay bricks in the rain. It would have to

before O'Hara returned

MLUSTRATION BY CHUCK WOOD

74

home from the hospital. ‘The rain came.
Raindrops on my window were tom-toms
drumming Milly, Milly, Milly, sex, sex,
sex. My flesh between bed sheets was an
unbearable flamboyant symptom. I tried
to concentrate on my mother, my duty
as breadwinner and head of the family,
of Father in heayen, of Christ and the
Madonna, of my debt of honor to
O'Hara, but the rain knew what I had
to do. I spent a long vacillating time
in the bathroom, showering, brushing
my teeth, shaving the few hairs on my
face, combing my hair, flexing my mus-
cles, hard all over, too hard, brituing
hard. In the mirror I visualized my ap-
proach to Milly. “I came because—oh,
my—I didn't know Mike—I mean Mr.
O'Hara, wasn't home,” or, “Good morn-
ing, Mrs. O'Hara, I don't mean to bother
you—I just thought Mr. O'Hara,” or
would 1 rashly come right to the point?

1 dressed, put on my beret and trench
coat, and told Mother 1 was going to
New York to look for some needed tools.

‘That was the first lie I ever told Moth-
er. That lie seemed to liberate me and
cast the It was heady and thrilling.
Like going alive to another world.

The O'Hara flat was on the Upper
West Side. I had the address from his let-
ter. I might have hesitated and said no
to myself had the building been impos-
ing, but it was an uncaring tenement.
The letter box їп the vestibule that
read M. o'HARA sent a pleasant shiver
through me. Going up the dark stairway,
I had the sensation of being all body in
the middle. 1 felt 1 was a composition of
flesh galvanically magnified, cach organ
alert. I stood before the door of apart-
ment 4B with my heart pounding as
though I had run a long race at top
speed. It secmed that it was not my hand
that knocked on the door. The scuffing
of Milly's slippers came to me. Milly
opened the door. She was wearing a
neartransparent soiled shift. 1 was the
last person in the world she bad expect-
ed to see at her doorway. A quick flush
of self-consciousness showed on her face.
She gathered something from my ten-
sion, my speechlessness, my nervousness.
From the obscure room behind her I
heard the horny sound of a dog's paws.
A dirty little ragged poodle appeared
and looked at me curiously. Milly said,
in, Pete.” Then she slurred,
with grin ined eyes, "Mike's
in St. Matthew's. I'm alone.”

1 followed her into the front room. I
did not have the coordination to remove
my beret and trench coat.

"Mrs. O'Hara," I said, "my mother
asked me to find out about Mr. O'Hara
—if it hadn't been for Mr. O'Hara"
es refused to carry me. I sat
The poodle licked my hand. Sex
es and empty bottles littered the

filthy room. There were smells of tobac-
co and drink. Under the divan, and tied
in a knot, was a used white rubber con-
waceptive. That and the disordered
sheetless bed in the next room quivered
me. Milly squatted im a chair opposite
me, giving me a view of her hefty round
white thighs. I could not believe 1 was
there alone with Milly. Frozen with lust,
1 could not utter anything. I sat there as
if 1 had been struck dumb. I wanted to
be honest and grimly teli her what I had
come for; even expressing it in four-
letter words. Her wellshaped Amazonian
limbs churned about impulsively. My
throat was thick. І had to have a drink
of water. In the rancid bathroom I
found an unwashed glass with lipstick
on it. The lipstick smudges thrilled me.
Clothes, socks and underwear were
heaped on the floor. In the wastebasket
was a used Kotex. I tried to urinate but
couldn't. I washed my hands and dried
them with a tired towel smelling damply
of Milly O'Hara.

1 returned to the front room. She was
looking out the window. I managed to
say stupidly, "Watching the rain, Mrs.
O'Hara?"

"No, honey. 1 never know when that
lousy Secret Service agent brother of
Mike's is spying on me. He's got a key to
this place and he pops in and out to see
what's going on when Mike's not here.
He's too goddamn good for this world—
doesn't drink or screw. Raymond's a
stuffy bastard. 1 always have the feeling
he'd like to ‘harpoon’ me himself, the
prissy bastard. Christ, what I wouldn't do
for a blast! Honey, didn't your mother
send a bottle with you?"
other's words, that Milly would give
erseIf to any man for a bottle, cchocd
within me. That was it. І hurried clated-
ly through the rain to a bootlegger's ad-
dress that she gave me, and bought a
quart of whiskey. Within an hour I went
and got her another quart of the cheap
whiskey. I figured that if she got dead
dri I could have her without her even
g it

I sat beside her with a trembling hand
on her bare knee as she drank. Milly
O'Hara: the unkempt straight black hair
with the bangs. the puffed child's face,
the loose large mouth, the sturdy unde-
veloped peculiarly pointed breasts, the
acrid cloying sexual odor of her body,
the free and easy air of the puttana. 1
ised her е and hand, mumbling,
Irs. O'Hara, I love you—Milly, 1 love
you!” She closed her eyes and offered
me her mouth. 1 clasped her and kissed
her hot whiskey-wet mouth. I fclt her
body heave to an inviting resistless calm.
She went to the bathroom. I followed,
begging for “lov ng, stumbling.
After she urinated and stood up, T
threw myself upon her. She lost her bal-

ance and we both fell awkwardly to the
floor.

She handled me. She grabbed my hips
and surged upward, saying, “Pete, hon-
су, if you don't blab to no one, FI let
you have all you can take. Kid, you're
built like a m:

As my virginity departed, the poodle
barked and gnawed at my shoelaces.
When I arose, 1 blushingly told her she
was the first woman I had ever had.

“You were cherry when you came here?
You'll never forget cutting your tecth on
me then, kid. You forget a lotta things,
but you always remember the one who
copped your cherry. Let ine tell you,
Pete, girls are only too glad to get rid of
their cherries.”

We sat in the front room again. 1 still
had not removed my beret and trench
coat. My experience had confused me.
Sex was so toiletlike and different from
what 1 had ecstatically imagined it to be.
In reality it was the way of animals. It
was a graceless, gutty, sticky, smelly busi-
ness that repelled as powerfully as it at-
tracted. My dreams of women being so
many living flowers tumbled.

Milly was then as uninhibited as a
jungle beast. She told me all she wanted
from Ше was drink and men.

"Mike should have been a priest. He's
a religious cardboard gentleman. His
goddamn goodness kills me. Being in
bed with him is like sleeping with an old
woman. I hate marriage and housework.
Yd rather work in a whorehouse where
two and two make four. I have fun with
the milkman and the iceman and Lou
the mulatto janitor. As long as they
bring me booze, 1 got plenty of ass to
give—like throwing meat to dogs. Come
back with a couple of bottles, Pete, and
spend the night with me. Won't you,
kid;

What will 1 tell my mother?"
You poor kid! Tell her you spent
the night ac a house. 1 gotta
douche. I don’t want to get knocked up.”
While she wa
room, I was getting
thinking of stripping olf
going to bed with her. But I had a f
a premonition not to do so. I he:
key unlock the єп

псе door, and was
nex-

pectedly from St. Matthew's
Mike's brother, the Secret Service agent.
He came into the front room. He was a
big man with a pinched face and thin
mouth. I nodded to him and huddled
back into the chair. He glowered at me.
I looked down and saw that I had not
rebuttoned my fly. I placed апу hands
over my open fly.

Milly came out of the bathroom and
walked drunkenly into the front room.
She brought with her the strong telltale
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"I'm afraid the curse is beginning to
work, Professor. I'm pregnant."

Р
F

from berke
tempestuous precin
latest, barest variation
theatrical “happenings”

а group of New York artists and sculp
ated a theaterandart form known as
Happenings, which assimilates into an either
scripted or improvised theatrical format every
field of art from music to dance, to film. to
oetry, to painting, to sculpture, t0 monolog
he first Happening—Allan Kaprow's 18 Hap
penings in 6 Parts—took place ai the Reuben
allery in. New York. Seventy-five invitations
were mailed 10 people in the immediate
telling them when and where to appear.
subsequent mailing included directions they
were to follow as participants in this kickofl
performance. Other Happenings took place in
churches, basements, barns, back yards, stores
and. on one occasion—the December 19
performance of Claes Oldenburg's Autobodys
in a public parking lot
Audiences rarely exceeded 30 or 40 and р
formances were limited to very few, due to the
lack of adequate rehearsal Facilities and avail
able actors with Happenings experience. Ac
tors in a Happening were utilized more as
props or stage effects than as personalities, and
the people on stage often ended up represent

ing things, while the things became people
Although many of their most determined

Spectator in foreground lights up during per
formance of Revelations (left) while slide pro-
jectionists cast appropriately abstract lightin
оп a brace of bare damsels (above) on stage.
Right: Crowd creates fusion oj color and form.

Unadorned female forms serve as stage props
in a montage-like setting of superimposed color
patterns. “We found that naked skin makes
the best screen,” explains director Jacopetti.
“Costuming lessens the emotional impact.”

detractors dismissed Happenings as merely
works of "antiart," perhaps their apparent
lack of popular endurance power was best
summed up by Kaprow himself, who, as father
of this theatrical form, once intoned: “Нар:
penings, in my opinion, are the result of pre
supposing that absolutely anything сап be
art.” In the final analysis, however, they did
further the modern dramatists dream of
destroying the “aesthetic distance" that sepa-
rates the performers from their audience in
traditional theater.

After 1963, the number of Happenings
being performed around the nation noticeably
declined, prompting many to ask derisively,

Whatever happened to Happenings?” The
answer to that was two years in coming:
but with the official opening of his Berkeley

xperimental Arts Foundation’s "Open Thea
ter & Gallery” last September, director Ben
Jacopetti finally had a regular showcase for
his semi-weckly performances of what is now
being hailed as the newest-and nudest—
variety of Happening ever staged in this hemi
sphere. These productions. thus far attended
only by audience participants from the sur
rounding San Francisco-Berkeley Bay Area, are
aptly titled Revelations.

As the name implies, Revelations is a highly
revealing form of “total theater” that creates
a colorful onstage cathartic synthesis of sight
and sound through the use of stage setting:
lights, multiple color-slide projections, an over-
laid sound track, live music and, most impor-
tantly, nudes who cither pose in given positions
or dance across the set while various abstract
designs are projected on their unfeuered frames.
Stage props generaly include chairs, tables,
ladders, doors, windows and picces of filmy or
gauzy cloth that serve as suitable screens for slide
projections and allow performers to alter the
degree of onstage nudity at will. Clothes are
strictly défendu atop this delightful dais; they
re looked upon as a social pretext behind
which no performer should ever hide. Taped
recordings of recitations from the Book of
Revelation and The Tibetan Book of the
Dead with a multiple musical backing of jazz
piano, electronic music and Balinese gamelang
round out the audial. attractions. The visual
stimuli—other than those already mentioned—
are provided by four separate slide projectors:
two for throwing regular 35mm images, one
large overhead projector for outsized colored
slides of various farout hand-painted designs
and another dual projector for superimposing
purposes. The audience is invited to join in
the noisemaking at will, and those who first
doff their duds are welcome to participate on
stage in the totally impromptu performance.

The object of Revelations, according to di
rector Jacopetti, is to "make the audience join
in. What do people do when they take off their
clothes and dance to the lights? I should explain
that the performance (concluded on page 151)

PHOTC

7

PLAYBOY

80

“Just one more letter, Miss Maston—and then
we'll get down to business . .. !”

A NEW SET OF SEX MORES

a breakthrough proposal for revising connubial customs to conform to
the libidinal needs of marital partners and to spread the wealth through
“tritalamonomy”—a swinging idea that may well end divorce

satire By AURO ROSELLE тне RETRAINING COURSES for workers proposed by the present Administration may
be a necessary step toward the Great Society, but, in our opinion, they should not stop at professional skills. There
is also an art, а skill of living, and, as everybody knows from modern literature, movies and advice columns, this is
the era of incommunicability between men and women. Everything has become more and more complicated. How
can we cope with the complexities of modern world policies, social upheavals а nd automation if we must also con-
front the complications in modern conjugal techniques? "The Great Society clearly needs reorientation courses for
husbands and wives as well. To provide them, we dare propose a bold and sweeping change: tritalamonomy.

The word derives from the Greek and it should mean "the rule of the three beds." It is a word that we had
to make up, because the Greeks led
a simpler life and did not have need
for it. They did not even have the
problem: the happenings on their
pottery are much clearer than the
movies of Bergman or Antonioni or
‘Truffaut, So it is left to us to explain
that by tritalamonomy we mean the
custom of having every person, male
or female, marry three times: the
first time at the age of 15 with a 30-
year-okl, the second time at 30 with
a 15-year-old and the third time at
45 with another 45-year-old.

‘The 15-year-old, of course, marries
а 30-year-old who has been freed, after 15 years of marriage, by a spouse now 45 and, after 15 more years, leaves
his or her 30-year-old spouse free to marry another 15-year-old, while he or she, now 45, marries another 45-year-old.
"This last marriage would have renewal options at the end of the 15-year term, Anyway, from 60 on, every citizen
who can live in sin would be congratulated, in a tritalamonomic society, not censured.

"The advantages of tritalamonomy over our present system can be understood only if we place it in the proper
historical perspective. We live now in what is called “the second industrial revolution" and/or “the sexual revolu-
tion” (of which, we suspect, there were far more than two in history). Once again “a specter is haunting the world,
but this one would make Marx and Engels blush under their beards. The old values are crumbling and the average
man is afraid to lose his chains, because he senses that man will always need a set of moral principles by which to
judge others. So what we propose is not to do away with mores, as some sexual revolutionists suggest, but to replace
them. The old mores totter because they were based on a digest of folksy precepts and revelations that would be
dismissed as "hearsay" in any modern court of justice. We propose an entirely new set based on scientific research
and the opinions of the experts

Kinsey and following sexologists discovered that early adolescence in the human male and early maturity in
the human female are the ages of maximum sexual potency and receptivity. Early adolescence in the human female
and early maturity in the human male are ages of relatively milder desires. "This means that all our sex and mar-
age practices up to now have been wrong. This means that our ignorance of this fundamental law of nature may
well be the cause of all our troubles.

So we do something about it: We propose mores based on this fundamental law of nature.

"To see how it would work, in practice, let's consider, for instance, the case of a boy. He grows up in a big happy
family of parents and their spouses-intaw (as their ex-husbands and wives would be called), and when he reaches
15, his family, school P.T.A., Y.M.C.A., P.A.L. and similar associations will gently and teasingly pressure him into
looking around for a wife (or a mistress in decadent western. European countries). He will be nudged at parties,
balls, family gatherings, church benefit sales, wherever he would be likely to meet 30-year-old women who have
just ended their first marriage to a man now 45. Actually, the pressure is only meant to suggest that initiative is his
manly prerogative, for immediately after marriage the woman will take over as the head of the family and remain
charge for the next 15 years. Leadership, in the vritalamonomic family, does not depend on sex, but on age and
responsibilities. Each sex has a turn at the helm from 30 to 45 years of age. Each sex comes prepared to the task
from 15 years ot marriage as a junior partner. At the beginning of the first marriage, the junior partner is just an
adolescent, accustomed to being bossed around; at the end, that is, approaching 30, he or she can afford forbear-
ance thinking that, anvway, that marriage will soon be over. Many divorces today are caused by questions of
leadership in families where industrial and sexual revolutions have blurred the once obvious reasons for male
dominance. Other divorces are caused by panic, when a partner realizes that he or she is (continued on page 152)

URING THE WEEKEND of October 15 to 17, 1965, nearly 100,000
Ameri icans—more than half of Oen ec ug TM

Close to 30.000
14,000 paraded пу of the lat-
ter tried to advance on the Oakland Army Те l to hold a
“teach.
twice turned back by police.
burgh, Ме laven, Cleveland, Detroit, Seattle and Los An
In Ann Arbor, 38 were arrested, including stud
from the University an, as they staged a sit-in at Selec
i vice headquarters. Fifty students from the University of
marched on Truax Ai se unsuccessful
attempt х make a citizen's arrest of the com nt for acting
аз "an accessory to mass murder and genocide."

In the following weeks, demonstrations continued, punctuated
by the public bu of draft cards in several cities, and high

article By Nat Hentoff
hat's behind the smoke screen of sound and
fury — and the public furor — that obscures
the motives and meaning of the new gen-
eration of anti-establishment social activists

lighted in late November by a massive ant-Victnam march. on
Washington—coordinated by the Committee for a
t attracted more th ,000 protesters. М
lems for a Democratic Society, the largest of the
groups on the left, insisted that wideranging opportun
itary service must be provided those youngsters who will
Il. “Work in Watts [the Negro section of Los Angeles wl
erupted in violence di ic summer of 1065] w e Si
dent Nonviolent Coor E Committee, in the Peace Corps"
i should be

n

These protesting students are admittedly а minority on the
nation's campuses, but they аге a larger minority of dissent than
has ever existed before in this country. And their numbers are
growing. For the past three years they have seemed to be every
where—as nonviolent guerrilla fighters against the "power stru

throughout the South; as organizers of the poor for power in

DENTES Ше пила ari icu radically

eration of the young in American history.
nd buttons proclaim their restless independence.
fervent identification with the voiceless, the dispossessed:
THE PEOPLE DECIDI YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYBODY OVER 40!
REGISTER FOR POWER! STAND BACK AND DON'T BUG US! MAKE LOVE,
And one banner, at the University of California, her-
alds what they hope is a rising wave of (continued on page 95)

ғ vou BELONG to those legions of weekend linksters who
I never expect to score on the bright side of 80, it may
come as somewhat of a shock to learn that petite Priscilla

Wright—our 5'2" March Playmate and gatcfokddom's fore-
most lady golfer to date—has been а mid-70s swinger since
childhood. The towheaded 22-year-old, daughter of a Hunting-

ton Beach, California, golf pro, Priscilla—or Pat, as she pre-

fers being called—gave early notice of her parbusting potential
when. at 13, she stroked her winning way to the title of
Southern California Junior Champion. “As soon as I was old

enough to hold a putter,” she recalls, “my dad and I would put
all my girlfriends

in at lcast an hour a day on the greens. Whik

were building their doll collections, I was busy polishing my miss march is a
champion parbuster who

first set of irons. Even after my parents separated and I lived
with Mom, Dad and I always had a steady weekend date to

play the back nine at whatever course he happened to be hopes to make
working.”

An artful miss—both on and off the fairways—pert Pat professional golf
helps out in her artistmother’s Palm Springs studio weckday pe
mornings ("Mom says І might make a pretty fair commercial her livelihood

cartoonist if I ever hang up my clubs"), then drives out to
Huntington Beach for some lateafternoon pointers from her
dad on how to prepare for the rigors of full-time tournament

E-

Above: Fore and eft, shipshape Miss March shows why life in California's sunny outdoors suits her to a ice. "Dad's usually busy
coaching club members when I get to the course,” says Pat, "so I manage to get in plenty of extra sun-bathing lime on the beach
84 nearby while waiting for my afternoon lessons.” We can't imagine a better tanned or more winsome testimonial to the pleasures of Pacifica.

play. "When my folks first broke up," Pat told us, "I thought
the world had come to an end. Now that I'm of marriageable
age myself, 1 can understand that their interests in lile were
too different not to lead them down separate paths. I'm just
as close to both of them as ever: When I can't keep my golf.
score near par, Dad and I hold a scrics of reassuring carcer
conferences; and when ту problems are strictly girl-boy ones,
I couldn't ask for a better morale booster than Mom. In a
way, I guess I'm luckier than a lot of kids from so-called happy
homes whose parents never took time to help chem with any
of their teenage growing pa

Next fall, after she’s taken a crack at teeing off in a few
forthcoming regional summer tourneys, Pat plans to enroll at
Santa Barbara College as a fine-arts major. “You might call it
a sort of edu: jan,” she explains. “If I don't
make the grade as а lady golfer, I figure it's best to have some-
thing else going for me—and painting is the only other field
that intrigues me at the moment.” When she's not busy at her
drawing board or teeing off, this month's minuscule miss
spends her ofthours poring over stacks of science-fiction (“Ray
Bradbury and Isaac Asimov are my two literary loves")
and videophiling the night away in hopes of finding one more
latelate Bogey rerun to watch. "I'll take the rugged type over

ional insurance р

Top: Риз golf-pro father beams his professional smile of approval as she follows through on а pin-high wood shot during practice
session at Palm Springs’ tough Thunderbird course. Above: In the trap (left), our March beauty picks up а few timely sandblasting
tips from her dad before wedging her way (right) lo less troublesome terrain. “The bunkers and 1,” she quips, “are old buddies.” g5

the pretty boy any day in the week," says
Miss Wright in describing her concept of Mr.
Right. “Too many of Hollywood's handsomest
guys turn out to be total phonies once you've
looked under their photogenic surfaces" A
self-proclaimed loner, Pat prefers а quiet din-
ner à deux and a postprandial jazz set or two
when she's out on the town (“As far as I'm.
concerned, crowded night clubs are for couples
who substitute noise for comm
It was at Palm Springs’ fashionable Thun-
derbird course that centerfolddom's current
queen of clubs satisfied our photographic
curiosity about golf's more glamorous side.
Pat made a special effort to put her best
form forward during her Pk e shooting
when reminded that President Eisenhower
owned a home on the club grounds and might
show up to shoot a few holes if he was in
resi e. He wasn't—but we're sure Ike
would join us in dubbing this month’s bantam
beauty a real First Lady of the fairways.

Below: At home, Pat and her mother sit down to
а serious confab ("Mom serves as the house psy-
chologist”); then everything's straightened out.

Top: Water, water everywhere, and plenty of mud underneath, makes Pat's pursuit
of a lost ball seem even less promising than the attendant penalty stroke, Above:
86 Barefoot ball-hawk wades on (left) and finally ferrets out the missing projectile.

Above: Pat and her mother find the family scrapbook is still good [от a laugh or two (“E
the Ugly Baby Award in а crawl”). Below: After taking in an early doubl
sister, Jody, look [or bı s (left) along store-lined Palm
to be a zoologist, but I'm waiting until she discovers boys”),

m had to admit that I could have won
оит Palm Springs, Pat and her 13-year-old
"^s on а big animal kick and thinks she'll study
conquers all (right) as shopping gives way to feminine frivolity.

MISS MARCH ruarsor's rarman oF тне mon

Above: Miss March proves 10 be а miss of many moods—ranging from the playful to the pensive-during a solo seaside outing.

“It's not that I'm reclusive,” she explains, “but there are times when I just prefer the pleasure of my own company” Below:
Caught in a cloudburst near Malibu Lake, Pat delights in the dousing and shows she's as good-natured as she is glamorous.

PHOTOGRAPHY BY MARIO CASILLI

PLAYBOY'S PARTY JOKES

Tell me, Tommy," the elderly schoolmarm in-
quired of one of her fifth-grade students, “if
you started with twenty dollars and gave seven
of them to Nancy, five to Mary and eight to
Judy. what would you then have?"

“A ball" answered Tommy.

Our Unabashed Dictionary defines callgirl as
a negotiable blonde.

While riding home from work one evening,
three commuters became friendly in the dub
car and after the third round, they began to
brag about the relative merits of their respec-
tive marital relationships. The first proudly
prodaimed, "My wife meets my train every
evening, and we've been married for ten years.

“That's nothing," scoffed the second, “my
wife meets me every evening, too, and we've
been married seventeen years!”

“Well, I've got you both beat, fellows,” said
the third commuter, who was obviously the
youngest in the group.

“How do you figure that?!” the first fellow
wanted to know.

“1 suppose you've got a wife who meets you
сусту evening, too!” sneered the second.

“That's right,” said the third commuter,
“and I'm not even married!"

The doctor had just completed his examination
of the teenage girl:

“Madam,” he said to her mother, “I'm
afraid your daughter has syphilis.”

"Oh, dear" exclaimed the embarrassed
mother. “Tell me, Doctor, could she have possi-
bly caught it in а public lavatory?”

“п possible,” replied the physici
moment's reflect i

n, "but it would cert;
uncomfortable,"

Our Unabashed Dictionary defines good scout
as someone who knows the lay of the land and
will take you to her.

Every newspaper in New York sent a reporter
and a stall. photographer to the office of a local
ophthalmologist when it was learned that he
had recently performed a successful sight saving
operation on the wife of the country's most cele-
brated pop artist who, in addition to paying the
doctors usual fee, had gratefully insisted on
inting one of his contemporary masterpieces
п entire wall of Ше doctors waiting
тоот. The mural turned out to be an immense
multicolored picture of a human eye, in the
center of which stood a perfect miniature

ness of the good doctor himself, While cameras
dicked and most of the newsmen crowded
around the famous artist for his comments, one
cub reporter drew the eye specialist aside and
asked: "Tell me, if you can, Doctor—what was
your first reaction on seeing this fantastic ar-
tistic achievement covering an entire wall of
your office?”

"To tell the truth,” replied the physician,
“my first thought was, thank goodness I'm not
а gynecologist!”

During an out-of-town business trip, the young
executive picked up a lovely creature in the
hotel bar and took her up to his room for a
nightcap. After a few drinks, the girl sat on his
and cooed, "Would you like to hug me?”
said the businessman, pressing her
Close to him
And would you like to
whispered passionately.
“OL course," he repli
on her inviting lips.
"OK, honcy," shc continucd.
— because here comes the fifty-dollar que

the girl

, planting a big buss

Two Miami Beach beauties in tceny bikinis

were taking their afternoon sunning when one

asked, "Did you hear that they're holding a

beauty contest here tomorrow night?”
Sure," replied the other beachni

ing. "I won it last night."

blush-

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94

A pensive couple share а

quict moment in front of the
warming fire after the last

ski run of the day.

The chap takes his well-deserved
case by lounging comfortably

in a pair of gold-toned
sucded-leather shoes, by

French Shriner, $25.

The really diligent
discothéqueur demands a shoe

that wears well but will let him stay

lightly on his feet for that
derniére danse at dawning.
Here, a fellow monkeys around
with his lady fair in a suitable
set of hand-sewn, moccasin-front
slip-ons, by Crosby Square, $17.

Into the woods go а
carefree couple in search of

a properly secluded

sylvan oasis away from the heat of
the desert. For a day in the
outback, the guy chooses to

do his casual clomping in a pair of
coarse-grained, slip-on ankle

boots, by Mustangs, $19.

Cruising down the river

on n Sunday afternoon calls jor
something, sportily sophisticated
and yet comfortably casual.

The choice here is a puir of
cinnamon-toned, European
styled, ultrasoft slip-ons

with а squared moccasin front,
Ly Renegades, $17.

the

new and softer

footwear
striding on the
scene this season
is а shoe-in
Sor all
walks of life

attire
By ROBERT L. GREEN

‘THERE was a time when even the
most fashion-conscious of men
winced at the thought of having
to buy new shoes. Unless a chap
were privy to a master custom-
izcr, he faced a doleful session of
"breaking in." Throughout his-
tory, men had to do the best they
could: the elegant English mon-
arch James biffed around the pal-
ae in his slippers rather than
hold court in a pair of new patri-
cian pumps. But soft leathers,
modern materials and sophisti-
cated new stylings have come to
the rescue, and "breaking in" is
now something more appropri-
ately left to briar pipes and cow
ponies. Today's footloose fellow
leaves his beefy brogans for tramp-
ing an occasional moor while he
goes for smooth slip-ons and soft
suedes, now as at home at the con-
ference table as at the cabana
Even in formal evening shoes,
you'll find the cobbler has done
his awl to make them comfort-
able from first fit to final frug.
Seen here, artfully conjured alone
and then photographed in ас
tion, are some of the newest
styles in modern footwear—the
softest shoes since Eddie Foy.

SHOE RENDERINGS BY BOB BRUNTON

А conference-room confab is the
spot for doing double duty: а
shoe that's comfortable during
extended business conversations
yet still correct for that Le
Pavillon dinner date afterward.
The pointscoring executive
tries a pair of dark-erained,
plain-toe slip-ons, by Verde, $15. об

96

А venturesome quartet, suited
up for a swing through the city,
discusses the plan for the

day. Whatever the action,

the man on the left

is ready in a protean pair

of brown grained-cal[, wingtip
strap-and-buckle oxfords,

by Bostonian, $24.

4 romantic sports-car couple
partakes of а pause that
refreshes during an idyllic

readside stopover far removed
from the busy highway. Properly
Continental down to his toes,
the chap is shod in а pair

of brown silk-suede

semiboots, by Barletta, $25.

Honor students in California's
school for sandal meet

Jor daily beach class where
comfort is the only course

that is taught. Graduating with
highest marks is a pair of
European-influenced, open back
waxhide slip-ons with rippled
crepe soles, by Jantzen, IT.

A quiet dinner for two at one
of Copenhagen's most elegant
restaurants requires just the
right sartorial touches. The
chap musing over сођее with a
delightful Danish pastry matches
the formality of the occasion

in blach wingtip calf

bluchers, by Weyenberg, $24.

The happiest of landings is
scored. by the air-minded

gent and his flying machine.
In control on the ground as well
as in the air, he opts for the
comfort of a pair of hand-sewn,
smooth-grained, high-

ankled waxhide demiboots.

by Dexter, $16.

4n evening of dining and dancing
at New York's Plaza Hotel

really calls for a fellow to put

his best foot forward. The

lad with a double date all to
himself puts his best in black
patent-leather formal shoes with
strap and velvet-buckle closure,
by After Six, $25.

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98

We're Happening All OV (шег prom page эз)

dissent: WE'RE HAPPENING ALL OVER, BABY!

Adults try to understand the roots of
the new radicals anger; they try to at
ize the commotion. A middle-
n stockbroker asks
a youngster picketing New York's Chase
Manhattan Bank because of its participa-
tion in the economy of
АГ “Do you think your actions can
change the world?" “Maybe not" Шс
picket answers. "But 1 want to make sure
the world does not ch.

Harry Reason
News, looks for a connective thread in
mult: “What is new is that a ве:
ual revolution is sweeping across cam-
puses today as young people seek greate:
freedom. And this has somehow become
all involved with politics. As though
some fateful equation existed between
sexual freedom, free speech and a re-
jection of the values of an adult
generation

"That equation docs exist. The young
radicals insist they have declared war
inst all terconnecting, life-
smothering forces the society—from
nachronistic parental prohibitions of
premarital sex to the constant immi-
тепсе of a finger on the button that sets
off Armageddon. They further insist
that they can only find themselves, rcal-
ге their full cap ics, in direct ac
to change the society.

Kate Coleman, а lissome, 22-year-old
member of the Free Speech Movement
(now the Free Student Union) at the
Iniversity of tells of what
spurred her to confront that. multivei
ty, in which some classes have as тапу as
1200 students: “I feel I am being swal-
lowed up by a faceless crowd. Г don't
know whether I am dead and they are
alive or they are dead and I am alive. 1
feel lost machine. It is lonely. It is
impersonal. It is cold.

In Washington, on April 17, 1965,
25.000 march—the largest American
peace demonsuation ший the march i
New York on October 16—in a student-
organized protest against the war i
Vietnam. In front of the Washington
Monument, 26 year old. Paul Potter
president of Students for а Democ
ciety, lashes them 10 answer а question:
"What kind of system is it that leaves
millions upon millions throughout. the
country impoverished and excluded from

the и

the mainstream and the promise of
American society, that cri faccless
and terrible bureaucracies in which

people spend their lives and do their
. that consistently puts mat
before human values—and. still
persists in calling itself free and still per-
ng itself fit to police the

world
His voice rises, and the young seem to

“What place is there for
) that system and how

ordinary men

are they to control it, make it bend itself
to their wills rather than bending them
to its? We must name that system. We
must name it, describe it, analyze it, un-
d change iL" At the end,
he tries to span the world for himself
and his listeners: "In a strange way the
people of Vietnam and the people on
this demonstration arc united in much
more than а common concern that the
war be ended. In both countries there
c people suuggling to build а move-
at that has the power to change thi
n. The system that frustrates
ovements is the . All o
our very hopes to

m
condi
these
lives, our desti
live, depend on our ability to overcome

that system."
Their elders listen, and some ask why
more of the new radicals do not also at-
tack other systems—the Russian, the Chi-
nese. J. Edgar Hoover claims to have the
answer. Before the House Appropriations
subcommittee in March 1965, he says of
the student revolt at the University of
California the previous fall: “A few
hundred students contain within their
ranks a handful of Communists that mis-
lead, confuse and bewilder a great many
students to their detriment. Communist
Party leaders feel that based on м
ppened on the campus of the Un
sity of California at Berkeley, they can
exploit similar student. demonstrations
own benefit in the future.”
g to the chorus of alarmed cor
cern is Dr. Stefan Possony, Director of
nternational Studies at the Hoover In-
stitute, Stanford University. In May
1965, appearing before the Senate Inter-
al Security subcommittee, he wai
that “the radicalization of American
youth is proceeding beyond the wildest
expectations of the Communists.”
‘There are, indeed, Communists in the
bristlingly diversified New Left: but they
rc a small minority. And while they have
tried, they have not been able to mani
ulate such of the major cadres of the new
Is as SDS, SNCC (Student. Non.
lent Coordinating Committee), NSM
(Northern. Studenc
(Southern Student. Org;

radi

(Congress of Racial Eq

The influence on the milita
of the limp, shufling Americ
munist practically nonexistent.
At 54, Gus Hall, the Party's general scc
‚ presides over a barren domain of
8000 to 10,000 aging members.

More v |, more voluble and much
younger are the new Communists—the
pro-Mao adherents of the Prog
Labor Party. That cemer of apocalyptic
rhetoric was organized in 1961 by 38
old Milton Rosey па 10у
ortimer Scheer мо had
pelled by the v Communist Party
The m PLP, centered

sive

old

been ex

tage

mbership of

mainly in New York
is 1400 and its average age is
stance of PLP is violent. It aches for the
red glare of cities explod nto battle
fields between the virtuous, invincible
poor and the helmeted minions of capital
ist Oppression. Its literature persistently
nd laboriously—calls for revolution.
ther than “collaboration,

Ominous rumors proliferate concern
ing PLP—stories of stacks of hidden arms;
subterranean funds from Red C
Classes in the techniques of karate, dis
guises and forgery as preparations for
going underground. None of these ru
mored attempts to tool up for actual
revolution has yet been proved, thou
not for want of trying. All phones i
PLP offices are tapped; its leaders are ur
der surveillance; and undoubtedly th
is more than one FBI member in the
guise of a PLP foot soldier.

The visible activities of the Progres
sive Labor Party have so far been
attempts to sink roots in the slums of
Harlem, the Lower East Side and San
Francisco. PLP organizes rent strikes.
remedial-reading dinics, child-care serv-
ices and demonstrations against police
brutality. In the process, they try to sell
their Marxist-Leninism and thew roar
newspapers—Challenge in New York and
Spark in San Francisco. There is no ev
dence that they have converted mo
than a few of die black and Pucrto Ri
can poor to their credo of cosmic cata-
«узт. “They get some support,” says а
CORE worker in Harlem, "on the im-
and
cops. But the people here just don't
i irs and
Marxism. ‘They want jobs. And PLP ain't
about to be able to get them any jobs.
proSoviet Commu
made against another group
of dissidents—the DuBois Clubs, named
after the patrician Nego intellectual,
William DuBois, one of the founders of
the NAACP. Late in his long, energetic
life, DuBois joined the Communist Par-
ty. He died, mordantly anti-American,
з expatr hana. The Du
Clubs are stro in m Francisco,
where they were formed in June 1964
They have grown to 44 chapters with
more than 2000 members on campuses
and in cities.

g [rom their literature and from
ir leaders, the DuBois Clubs
uely socialist, unreservedly criti-
es, and committed.

mediate, gut issues like slumlords
ub

cal of the United 5

t0 the achievement of a "socialist Ameri
ca" through democratic political. proc-
esses rather than revolution. The leade

maintain, as one of them рш» it, that
“the Soviet Union and the whole social
ist bloc—including the new па
Africa and Asia—have broken loose from
some of the as that
the heart of this country's social syst
A smaller core of rebel—with 500 ı0
(continued on page 144)

ТНЕ
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DOCTOR

mankind was already
pretly well diseased up,
but he kept checking

his pathology handbook
to see what he could find

fiction By ALLAN SEAGER

DR. JOHN TENORIO was one of the 500 researchers at St. Christopher's Hospital
and consequently he nursed fierce ambitions for fame and money. Driven by а
profound faith in his fellow man, he was invent He could see
that the public would not accept another killer ancer or heart disease, and
in his carrel he bent over a large drawing of the human figure, inking long red
artows to the sites of every ailment he could find in his pathology handbook to
мей. He could find none. M.

sce if any region had been sl па was already

pretty well diseased up. He despaired.
Dr. Emmett Ellis, a milky, diffident y
by the
writing up the cases of three different house
taking their kids to three different school: been sawed in two by sea
belts in willing accidents. Employed in e hospital, Ellis thought of
automobiles. He lacked. imagi Tenorio thought. And Ellis, balked by his
y to write coherent Engl s always leaning over the partition and
whispering, "What you working on now, John? What you working on now?"
‘Tenorio tried to maintain a stony silence, but he burped. Like all public insti-
tutions, St. Christopher's served mostly carbohydrates; and (continued on page 154)

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despair

it was as though this bizarre and
frightening scheme were taking
possession of him, independent of
his conscious thought, wilhout his
volition, beyond his control

Part IV of а novel
By VLADIMIR NABOKOV

SYNOPSIS: In a comfortable flat in Berlin
dwell our narrator, Hermann, a chocolate
merchant; his wife, Lydia; and their maid,
Elsie. A frequent visitor is the painter Arda-
lion, Lydia's cousin. Another caller is the
philosophic Orlovius.

Although he is unaware of it at the time,
Hermann's life reaches an ominous turning
point when, during и business trip to Prague,
he meets Felix, an unemployed wanderer,
and immediately decides that the latter is his
double. Felix, however, does not see this re-
semblance; yet he humors Hermann in the
hope that the merchant can get him a job.
This Hermann agrees to do and, still stunned
by what he alone deems to be the uncanny
closeness of their resemblance, he acquires
his double’s mailing address near Tarnilz
and returns to his home in Berlin.

There he finds that his business is failing
rapidly and that he now faces bankruptcy.
In addition, he discovers Lydia and Ardalion
romping, playing cards, wrestling occasion-
ally in the painter's shabby studio. For the
most part, Hermann—ever preoccupied with
his mirrors, in which he тау envisage himself
as one of history's greats or an utler failure—
ignores these jrolics. One day he joins his
wife and her cousin in a picnic at Ardalion's
wooded retreat near Koenigsdor[. Hermann
finds himself strangely and strongly drawn
to this rustic bosque and, later, he revisits it
alone on а number of occasions. Gradually,
he discovers within himself an alien compul
sion to see Felix again; he therefore arranges
to meet his double in Tarnitz Slowly а
bizarre and dangerous plan, involuing Felix,
has begun to obsess him.

Ina public park in Tarnitz, Hermann and
Felix talk at length about their origins, their
relationship to each other, and about Felix"
role їп Hermann's scheme. Hermann takes
his double lo dinner and then to his hotel.
While Felix sleeps, Hermann steals away and
entrains for Berlin.

The stage, he knows, is set for the playing
out of his macabre scheme.

WHEN 1 RETURNED from Tarnitz to Berlin
and drew up an inventory of my souls
belongings, I rejoiced like a child over the
small but certain riches found therein,

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104

saying goes, upon а new period of life.
1 had a bird-witted. but attractive wife
who worshiped me: а nice little flat; an
iccommodating stomach: and a blue car.
There was in me, I felt, a poet,
thor; also, big commercial capacities, al-

beit business remained pretty dull. Felix.
my double, seemed no more than a
harmless curio, and, quite
should in those days have

about him, had I had any friends. I
toyed with the idea of dropping my
chocolate and taking up something el
the publishing. for instance, of expen-
sive volumes de luxe dealing exhaustively
with sexual relations as revealed
literature, art. science . . . in short, I
was bursting with fierce energy which I
did not know how to apply.

One November evening, especially,
stands out in my memory: upon coming
home from the office I did not find my
wile in—she had left me a note saying
she had gone to the movies. Not kno
ing what to do with myself I paced the
rooms and snapped my fingers; then sat
down at my desk with the intention of
writing a bit of fine prose, but all 1 man-
aged to do was to beslobber my pen and
draw a series of running noses; so 1 got
up and went out, because 1 was in sore
need of some хонаву sort of inter-
course with the world, my own company

intolerable, since it excited me too
id to no purpose. I betook my-
to Ardalion; a mountebank of a
n, red-blooded and despicable. When
he let me in (he locked himself up.
n his room for fear of creditors I
aght myself wondering why had I
come at all.

"Lydia is here,” he said, revolving
something in his mouth (chewing gum as
it proved later). “Те woman is very ill.
Make yourself comfortable.

On Ardalion’s bed, half dressed —that
is, shocless and wearing only a ru
green slip Lydia lay smoki

"Oh, Hermann," she sai
ol you to think of coming. There's some-
thing wrong with my tum. Sit down
here. It’s better now, but I felt awful at
the cinema.”

“In the middle of a jolly good film,
too,” Ardalion complained, as he poked
at his pipe and scattered its black con-
tents about the floor. "She's been sprawl-
ing like that for the last half-hour. A

woman's imagination, that's all. Fit as a
fiddle.

Tell him to hold his tongu said
Lydia.

“Look here,” I said, turning to Arda-

ircly D am not mistaken; you
have painted, haven't you, such a picture
—a briar pipe and two roses?"

He produced a sound, which indiscrim
inate novel writers render thus: "H'm."

“Not that I know of." he replied, "you
seem to have been working to much,
old chap.”

“My first.”

sid Lydia lying on the

bed, with her eyes shut, “my fist is a ro-
mantic fiery feeling. My second is а
beast. My whole is a beast too, if you
like—or else a dauber.”

“Do not mind her,” said Ardalion. “As
to that pipe and roses, no, 1 can't think
of it. But you might look for yourself."

His daubs hung on the walls, lay in
disorder on the table, were heaped in а
corner. Everything in the room was
fluffy with dust. I examined the smudgy
purplish spots of his water colors;
fingered gingerly several greasy pastels
lying on a rickety chair . .

“Firs,” said Ardorlion to fair
cousin, a horrid tease, “you should learn
to spell my name."

I left the room and made my way to
the landlady's dining room. That
cient dame, very like an owl, was sit
in a Gothic armchair which stood on a
slight elevation of the floor next to the
window and was darning a stocking dis-
tended upon а wooden mushroom.

„ To see the pictures,” 1 said.
Pray do." she answered graciously.

Immediately to the right of the side-
board | espicd what I was sceking; it
turned out, however, to be not quite two
roses and not quite a pipe, but a couple
of large peaches and a glass ashtr.
in a state of acute irrita-

ES ell.

Ardalion inquired, “found it?”
Shook my head. Lydia had already
slipped on her dress and shoes and was
in the act of smoothing her hair before
the mirror with Ardalion's hairbrush.

“Funny—must have eaten something,”
she said with that little trick she had of
narrowing her nose.

"Just wind, remarked Ardalion.
"Wait a moment, you people. I'm
coming with you. ГШ be dressed in а
jilly. Turn away, Lyddy.”

He was in a patched,
house-painter’s smock, co
most to his hecls.

color-smeared
ing down al-
he took off,

ver cross and symmetrical tufts of ha
do hate slovenliness and dirt. Upon my
word, Felix was somehow cleaner than
he. Lydia looked out of the window and
kept humming a little song which had
long gone out of fashion (and how badly
she pronounced the German words).
Ardalion wandered about the room,
dressing by stages according to what he
discovered in the most unexpected spots.
Ah, me!" he explained all at once.
What can there be more commonplace
than an impecunious artist? If some
good soul helped me to arrange an ех
п. next day I'd be famous and rich

He had supper with us, then played
cards with Lydia and left after midnight,
1 offer this as a sample of an evening
gaily and profitably spent. Yes, all was

well. all was excellent, 1 felt another
man, refreshed, renovated, released
flat, a wife, the pleasant, all.per

cold of an iron-hard Berlii

winter)

so on. 1 cannot refrain from giving as
well an instance of my literary exercises
—а sort of subconscious training, 1 sup.
pose, in view of my present tussle with
this harassing tale. The coy trifles com-
t winter have been destroyed.

ory. -
prose poems. . .. "How fair, how fresh
were the roses" to the accompaniment
of the piano. So may I trouble you for

а little mus

Once upon a time there lived а weak,
seedy. but fairly rich person, one Mr.

- He was in love with a bewitching

young lady, who, alas, paid no attention
to him. One day, while traveling, this
pale, dull man happened to notice, on
the seashore, a young fisherman called
Mario, a merry; sunburned, strong fel-
low, who, for all that, was marvelously.
stupendously like him. A cute idea oc-
curred to our hero: he invited the young
lady to come with him to the seaside.
They lodged at different hotels. On the
very first morning she went for a walk
and saw from the top of the cliff «hom?
Was that really Mr. X.Y? Well, I never!
He was stinding on the sand below,
merry, sunburned, jersey,
with bare strong arms (but it was Mario!)
The damsel returned to her hotel all
aquiver and waited, waited! ‘The gold
minutes turning into lead .

In the meantime the real Mr. XY
who, from behind a bay tree, had seen
her looking down at Mario, his double
(and was now giving her heart timc to
ripen definitely), loi anxiously
about the village dressed in a town suit,
with a lilac tie. АП of a sudden a brown
fishergirl in a scarlet skirt called out to
him from the threshold of a cottage and
with a Latin gesture of surprise ex
daimed: "How wonderfully you are
dressed up, Mario! 1 always thought you
were a simple rude fisherman, as all our
young men are, and I did not love you
but now, now . . ." She drew him into
the hut. Whispering lips, a blend of fish
and hair lotion, burning caresses. So the
hours Ней...

At last Mr. X.Y. opened his eyes and
went to the hotel where his dear one, his
only love, was feverishly awaiting him.
“I have been blind,” she cried as he en-
tered. “And now my sight has been re
stored by your appearing in all your
bronze nakedness on that sum-kissed
beach. Yes. I love you. Do with me what
you will.” Whispering lips? Burning ca
reses? Fleeting hours? No, alas, no—em.
phatically no. Only a lingering smell of
fish. The poor fellow was thoroughly
spent by his recent spree, and so there
he sat, very glum and downcast, thinking
what a fool he had been to betray and
nul his own glorious plan.

Very mediocre stuff, 1 know that my
self. During the process of writing I was
under the impression that I. was turning

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TRIO CON BRIO

BELLISSIMA! WUNDEREAR! SMASHING! FROM ITALY, GERMANY AND
ENGLAND, PLAYBOY PRESENTS A PROVOCATIVE CINEMATIC THREESOME

THE THREE TRANSATLANTIC TREATS shown above—Rossana Podesta, Christiane Schmidtmer and Shirley Anne Field, in the usual
order-

are exemplary examples of the wave of European actresses who are currently making a sizable splash on both sides of
the ocean by combining refreshing good looks with creditable acting abilities. In recent years, Europe has all but totally
edipsed the U. S. as an abundant source of bountifally endowed talent, closing the Hollywood sex-star gap created by a notice
able lack of home-grown product, And pLaysoy has kept its readers apprised visually and verbally of the latest distaff stars

rising on the European horizon. In October 1965. we rendezvoused with Gaul's golden-haired Catherine Deneuve (France's

Deneuve Wave

now captivating U. S. audiences in Umbrellas of Cherbourg and shocking them in Repulsion. In the intei

st

of maintaining international relations on an unbiased bas

, wei

e presenting herewith a similar pictorial tribute to the trio

of film lovelic:

above, from three other European countr

s. (At this point, it should be noted that shortly after. Mlle.

Deneuve's in-the-altogether posing for pLayuoy's photographer David Bailey, she and Dave became man and femme; and

though our blessi

gs went with them, we decided that henceforth, in order to avoid connubial complications in our photo
ranks, we would keep a closer eye on our photographers while they keep a keen eye on their subjects.) And now we recom.

mend that the reader give our present three lensed lovelies the first, second and third look-overs they so richly deserve.

PHOTOGRAPHY BY

MFEO POSAR

ROSSANA PODESTA
The ebon-haired Miss Podesta
Roman holiday all by herself, was born
in Tripoli, but her family moved

to Italy when she was five. Like so
many of Italy's abundantly endowed
signorine, Rossana bloomed early,
received her first film offer while

she was still in high school. It wasn't
too long before her flashing eyes,
engaging smile and bravura figure
were adding a zesty Italian dressing
to such international potboilers as
Ulysses (with Kirk Douglas), Storm

iu Paradise (with [е Chandler) and
Sodom and Gomorrah (with Stewart
Granger), Rossana was last seen on
these shores in Naked Hours, which w
directed by the pneumatic Miss
Podesta's favorite movie major-domo,
her husband, Marco Vicario. The

costumes that Rossana so cooperatively

and conspicuously kept slipping out

of for the PLAYBov photographer were
especially designed to accentuate her
multitudinous charms and are from her
new film, Seven Golden Men (this one
written, produced and directed by
Vicario, and called Cinecitta's answer
to Goldfinger), in which she play:
guileful, cye-filling, Rififi-type
adventures, and which recently
garnered a cluster of critical kudos

at the Venice Film Festival

108 imports since Dietrich, which is praise, indec

CHRISTIANE SCHMIDTMER

Known to West Berliners as “Licbeshombe”

(Lovebomb), blonde, buxomy, blue eyed Christiane

Schmiduner was recently
appropriately honored by having a topless bathing
') named after her. A talented.
семей English is of the Zsa Zsa
screen antics include а

you can see here,

genre. Chri
predilection for oddball pets. Current attraction:
a cheetah. Fraulein Schmidimer's acting carcer got its

start with a touring German stock company; it was
there that she developed а light comic touch, though
4 udiences’ first glimpse of her was in a

fast-paced melodrama, Verspätung in. Mavienborn,

brought over here under the title Slop Train 319.

ica

But it was her role in Ship of Fools, as the

Brünnhilden girlfriend of José Ferrer, that set her

on the path to stardom. Chr

jane put on extra
aintain the Wagne
псу Kı
Boeing, Boeing, finds Miss

poundage to proportions

producer St mer was after, but her latest

Schmidtmer s

her but no less formidable as she stars
nd Tony Curtis. With only two.

th Jerry Lewi

jor movies behind her, the maiden from Mannheim

has already earned the accolade of one Hollywood

film critic as being among the most exciting German

Standing 5/ 6” and awesomely dimensioned at 4214-2

110 Christiane is the very model of a modern-day Valkyrie.

PHOTOGRAPHY BY MARIO CASILL!

Her starring roles, as the blonde in the mudvacdaimed drama Ship of Fools and in the lightweight international comedy

Boeing, Boeing, have given American audiences ample opportunity to observe and enjoy Christiane’s ample talents. — jj

` SHIRLEY ANNE FIELD

А perky, pretty Lancashire kass, dark-cyed Shirley Anne
Field grew up in an orphanage, started working in an
office at 15, became а high-fashion model and the!
many.time winner of beauty contests before making her
film debut, while still a teenager, in Dry Rot. Her big
breakthrough in movies came when she was given а
starring role opposite Sir Laurence Olivier in the
award-winning film The Entertainer, and proved to
British studio heads that she was not only a sultry and
delectable dish but a highly competent actress as well.
Until The Entertainer, she had played many minor
roles, almost all of them focused on her physical and
sensual attractions, with very little opportunity for
etting emoting. However, moviegoers are now
having a Field day in that Shirley Anne has at last be

allowed to prove that her acting abilities are on a par

h her anatomical assets. As cases in point, we oller
her most recent films: Saturday Night and Sunday
Morning (in which she co-starred with Albert Finney),
The War Lover, Kings of the Sun and her latest, Alfie,

a which she shares some affectionate nudi the-bed
scenes with Michael (/ peress File) Caine, Shirley Anne,
whose off-camera interests cover a broad spectrum, avidly
follows the fortunes of English auto-racing idols Jim Clark,
Graham Hill and John Surtees, and the haule-couture

won of St. Laurent, Bohan and Chanel.

PHOTOGRAPHY BY ОАМО BALE

Scientifically programed for
ready comprehension
at all grade levels

1.1. Once upon a time there were three bears— Poppa Bear,
Momma Bear and little tiny Baby Bear—who all lived together
in а house in the woods.

Now answer the question.

Question : How many bears were there, and what were
their names ?

a. There was one bear named Poppa, Momma and Baby
Bear. Go on to 1.3.

b. There were two bears named Poppa, Momma and Baby
Bear. Go on to 1.4.

c. There were three bears named Poppa, Momma and Baby
Bear. Go on to 1.5.

Page 1

1.2. You should not be reading this para. This is a pro-
gramed fairy tale, which differs from conventional fairy tales
in being much better because of tho way it's arranged. Go back
to 1.1 and follow instructions exactly.

1.3. Your answer: There was one bear named Poppa,
Momma and Baby Bear. No. Go back to 1.1 and reread the
para.. paying close attention to the first line— particularly the
seventh word in that fine—and then reconsider your response.

1.4. Your answer: There were two bears named Poppa,
Momma and Baby Bear. That is wrong. but your answer is very
close. Go back to 1.1 and reread the para. one more time.

1.5. Your answer: There were three bears named Poppa,
Momma and Baby Bear. Excellent! You have read the para.
intelligently and have given the correct response when asked
to do so. This is the principle of all modern education, which is
epitomized in programed instruction of this type. Keep up the
good work and you will soon be exhibiting the terminal be-
havior the program you are executing was designed to provoke.
Now go on to 1.6 and let us continue with our story.

1.6. We have discussed the names of the three bears and
how many there were, and we have learned that they lived in
a house in the woods. You are now ready to go on to the next
part of the story. Go on to 1.8.

1.7. You should not be reading this para. Nowher
foregoing have you been instructed to “go on to 1
is where you are now. Do not be alarmed or discouraged. All

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Goldilocks
and the
Three Bears

thanks to scientifically programed educational
techniques, all it takes is one easy lesson to
learn that even a child's fable ts fraught with
significance, hidden meaning-and total confusion

humor
By JAMES RANSOM

your life you have been going from one рага. to the next in the
materials you have been reading, so naturally the habit is
strong. However, if you pay attention to the instructions, you
will not make the same mistake again

If you arrived here from 1.6. go back to 1.6 and proceed to
1.В as instructed. If you arrived here from somewhere else, go
back to 1.1 and start over.

1.8. We take up our story of the Bear family at breakfast
“once upon a time." There were three of them, you will re-
member— Poppa Bear, Momma Bear and little tiny Baby Bear
—and they all lived togetherin a house in the woods. Well, one
morning they all came down to breakfast and sat down to eat
their porridge, which is a sort of pudding or gruel made by
boiling some vegetable or grain in water or milk, and Poppa
Bear said, “This porridge is much too hot!” "Yes," agreed
Momma Bear, “my porridge is much too hot also!” “Ouch, 1
burned my tongue!” squeaked little Baby Bear in his tiny voice.

Now answer the question.

Question: What was wrong with the porridge?

a. It was much too cold. Go on to 1.10.

b. It was much too Pot. Go onto 1.11.

c. Don't know. Go on to 1.12.

1.9. You should not be reading this para. This para. is merely
an organizational device for the purpose of reminding you that
you are not following the instructions faithfully. Go back to 1.1
and start over,

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1.10. Your answer: It was much too cold. That is wrong. A
useful trick is to pay special attention to the words the pro-
gramer has caused (by underlining) to be printed in italic
(sloping) letters. In 1.8 you will note that the word "hot" has
been italicized twice and the word "burned" once. Are you
beginning to see what was wrong with your answer? Good!
Now go back to 1.8 and reconsider your response.

1.11. Your answer: h was much too hot. Excellent! You
have proved your ability to read for content, grasping the key
concepts and retaining what you remember under the stress of
questioning. We are sure your parents and your brothers and
sisters are proud of the way you are progressing. Now go onto
1.13 and proceed to the next phase of this exciting story.

1.12. Your answer: You don't know what was wrong with
the porridge. That's a good answer! It is better to admit you
don't know than to reach blindly for the answer, hoping to
succeed by good luck. Perhaps you need glasses, ога complete
neurological examination. The school nurse will tell you if
funds for such services are available in your district. Now go
back to 1.1 and start over, asking your teacher for help if you
think you need it.

1.13. Well, let's see—where were we? Oh, yes! The three
bears—Poppa Bear, Momma Bear and little tiny Baby Bear—
had just come down to breakfast and found their porridge too
hot. Now, then. What do you think happened? Well, Poppa
Bear had a wonderful idea! What do you suppose it was?

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1.18. Your answer: To ао and look for honey and Goldilocks
comes in and tries the porridge and eats the Baby Bear's por-
ridge all up and then the bit with the chairs and then she goes
upstairs and falls asleep and the bears соте back and find her
and she runs away. Ventricular activation time (VAT) is the
interval between the beginning of the QRS complex and the
peak of the R wave, Excellent! You have grasped the key con-
cepts and have proved that you can exhibit the terminal be-
havior this program was designed to elicit. You are now ready
to take the final examination. Go on to 1.20.

1.19. Your answer: Ventricular activation time (VAT) is the
interval betwear, Momma Bear, and little tiny Baby Bear—who
all lived together in а house in the woods. That is correct. Go
on to 1.2.

1.20. Final examination:

Below are listed three statements. АЙ of them may be true,
all may be false, or some may be false and some true. Read the
statements carefully and then select the answer below that
best represents your understanding of the story. But be careful!
А hasty decision may send you back to 1.2 or even 1.11

The statements:

(1) You should not read the next para.

(2) Once upon a time there were three bears—Poppa Bear,
Momma Bear ard little tiny Lazy Bear.

(3) They all lived together in the country.

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Now answer the question.

Question: What was it?

а. Wait until it cot cool. Go on to 1.14.

b. The porridge was too hot. Go on to 1.15.

с. To go and look for honey and Goldilocks comes in and
tries the porridge and eats the Baby Bear's porridge all up and
then the bit with the chairs and then she goes upstairs and falls
asleep and the bears come back and find her and she runs away.
Go on to 1.18.

1.14. Your answer: Wait until it got ccol. That's a good
answer! It shows you are capable of thinking for yourself and
approaching the decision-making process in a forthright way.
However, Poppa Bear operates under certain coercions which
will presently become evident. Go back to 1.1 and start over.

1.15. Your answer: The porridge was too hot. Excellent!
You have grasped one of the key concepts in the story, which
is that the porridge was too hot, which is a device used by

1.16. АН right. Read this para. and then go on to 1.17,
which is а continuation of 1.15.

1.17. the programer to get the three bears out of the house
so that the next thing can happen. Without this key concept,
none of the rest of the action could take place. could it? It is
the function of this type of learning to emphasize key concepts
and reinforce your understanding of what you read rather than
the simple recitation of dry, meaningless facts. Now go on to
1.19.

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Choose one answer from the following:

а. Statements (1) and (3) are true; statement (2) is false
Go onto 1.21.

b. Statement (2) is false; the rest are true. Go on to 1.22

c. Statement (1) is true; statement (2) is false; and state-
ment (3) is true. Go on to 1.23.

1.21. Your answer: The porridge was too hot. This is a true
statement, but it does not answer the question. Go back to 1.1.

1.22. Your answer: Ventricular activation time (VAT) is the
interval betwear, Mommatwear ¢ ¢¢###killkillkill. That is correct.
Go on to 1.2

1.23. Your answer: Your little brother is reading Pride and
Prejudice already zt the parochial school. That makes no dif-
ference. We must proceed in an orderly manner, tightening our
grasp on the key concepts as we go. When we decide to pro-
gram Pride and Prejudice we'll program Pride and Prejudice.
Now go back to 1.1 and start over.

1.24. Your enswer: Nothing is true; everything is false.
Excellent! Go back to 1.1 and start over.

1.25. Your answer: Once upon a time there were three bears
— Poppa Bear, Momma Bear and little tiny Baby Bear—Excel-
lent! Go on to 1.26.

1.26. Your answer:—who all lived together in a house in the
woods. Excellent! For tomorrow read Pride and Prejudice
We'll show those sisters! Go on to 1.27.

1.27. There'll be a quiz.

“My agent says 1
can become a star

if I let the right
people handle me."

the purple grapes of queen julishk

Ribald Classic

IN THE GOLDEN days after the
Turks had been driven from
Hungary for the final time, there
ruled over the vast Puszta region
the queen [ulishka, who was so
idowed of face amd form that
1 men, even the pious, sum-

avalry li

Julishka’s youngest lady i
а target barely 17 and not
ly so worldly as her queen
Bur Julishka did not relish pl
ing second choice. On discovering
the lusty lieutenant in informal
posture with this maiden one
night upon the plain, the queen
‘as sore distressed.

Wretched Bodie!" she pro-
claimed. “For this, you shall sub-
mit to the justice of Bacchus!”

This "justice" was a trial of
Julishka’s own invention. Into a
silver chalice she placed a white grape and
a purple one. Then the defendant was blind-
folded and commanded to draw forth a grape.
1E the fruit was white, he went free; if purple,
he was thrown to a pack of wild dogs caged
beneath the castle for just such fe
m

ive
neuvers.

Bodie was less than happy over his mon-
arch's announcement. He knew from the past.
that when the "crime" was slight, the culprit
on trial scemed to draw the white grape more
often than not. Yet when a crime of some
tude had been committed, the purple
ape turned up with depressi
The fact that her Majesty was more than

from the Hungarian folk tales of Csonka

adept at card tricks and parlor
magic caused the perceptive lieu-
tenant to ponder; for Bodie wa
not precisely а fool.

Julishka set the trial for the
next evening. When all was
ready, she moved gracefully to a
silver chalice. She held up a white
grape and a purple one. Then.
in a sudden swirling motion that.
revealed even more of her lovely
bosom than usual, she dropped
two grapes into the chalice.
Bodie's eyes were riveted to her
hands and he discerned a fleeting,

At this point he was сепа
had trapped his que
Now a silken blindfold was
quickly slipped over his eyes. The
chalice was brought to I
"Remove a grape,” the queen
murmured.

Bodie took a full breath and
dipped imo the chalice. His
fingers closed about a grape which he with
drew, popped into his mouth and swallowed.

Of all the nobles present, попе, to this
point, could discern the color of the grape
he had gulped. He then coolly removed the
blindfold and nodded toward the chalice
containing the remaining gr

“I can tell by the taste I drew the white
rounced. “If you will but look
into the chalice, you will find that the
remaining grape is purple.”

Then, bowing low to hi
tumed with a wink to her

—Retold by William Danch [У]

lovely queen, he

PLAYBOY

118

OCTOPUSSY

into the living room and scen the tall
man in the dark-blue tropical suit stand-
ing at the picture window looking out to
sea, Major Smythe had somehow sensed
bad news and, when the man had turned
slowly toward him and looked at him
with watchful, serious gray-blue eyes, he
had known that this was officialdom and,
when his cheery smile was not returned,
inimical officialdom. And a chill had run
down Major Smythe’s spine. “They” had
somehow found out.

Well, well I'm Smythe, I gather
you're from Government. House. How's
Sir Kenneth?

There was somehow no question of
ng hands. The man said, "I haven't
met him. 1 only arrived a couple of days
ago. I've been out round the island most
af the time. My name's Bond. |
Bond. I'm from the Ministry of Defense.”

Major Smythe remembered the hoary
euphemism for the Secret Service. He
said bonhomously, "Oh. The old firm?

The question had been
there somewhere we c
Rath
in the garden? What about a drink?
Major Smythe clinked the ice in the
glass he still held in his hand. "Rum and
ginger’s the local poison. 1 prefer the gi
ger by itself.” The lie came out with the
automatic smoothness of the alcoholic.

No thanks. And here would be finc.
The leaned negligently against the
wide mahogany window sill.

Major Smythe sat down and threw а
jaunty leg aver the low arm of one of
the сото airs he had
had copied from an original by the local
cabinetmaker. He pulled out the dri
coaster from the other took а deep
pull at his gi ad slid it, with a con-
sciously steady hand, down into the hole
in the wood. "Well" һе said cheerily,
looking the other man straight in the
eyes, "what can I do for you? Somebody
been up to some dirty work on the north
shore and you need a spare hand? Be
glad to get into harness again. It's been
long time since those days, but 1 can
still remember some of the old routines

“Do you mind if 1 smoke?" The man
bad already got his cigarette case in his
hand. It was а flat gun-metal one that
would hold around 25. Somehow this
small sign of a shared weakness comforted
jor Smythe,

‘Of course, my dear fellow.”
a move to get up, his lighter ready

I's all right, thanks." James Bond
had already lit his ciga No, it's
nothing local. I want to, I've been sent
out to ask you to recall your work for
the Service at the end of the War.”
James Bond paused and looked down at
Major Smythe carefully. "Particularly
the time when you were working with
the Miscellaneous Objectives Bureau.

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mythe laughed sharply. He
had known it. He had known it for abso-
lutely sure. But when it came out of this

man's mouth, the laugh had been forced
he like the scream of a
old

out of Major Smy
hit man. "Oh, Lord, yes. Good
MOB. That was а lark all ri
laughed again. He felt the an
brought on by the pressure of what he
knew was coming, build up across his
chest. He dipped his hand into his trou-
ser pocket, tilted the little bottle into
the palm of his hand and slipped the
te TNT pill under his tongue. He
was amused to sce the tension coil up in

the other man. the way the eyes nar-
rowed watchfully. It’s all right, my dear
fellow. This isn’t a death pill. He said,

“You troubled with acidosis? No? It slays
me when I go on a bender. Last night.
Panty at Jamaica Inn, One really ought
to stop thinking one's always twenty-fiv
Anyway, let's get back to MOB Force.
Not many of us left, I suppose.” He felt
the pain across his chest withdraw into
its lair, "Something to do with the
official history?”

James Bond looked down at the tip of
hiis cigarette. "Not exactly."

“I expect you know [ wrote most of
the chapter on the Force for the War
Book. It's fifteen years since then. Doubt
if Td have much to add toda

"Nothing more about that operation
in the Tyrol—place called Obcraurach,
about a mile cast of Kitzbühel?
nes he had been living
years forced another harsh
ugh out of Major Smythe. “That was a
piece of cake! You've never seen such a
shambles, АП those Gestapo toughs with
their dosies. АП of "ет hogdrunk,
They'd kept their files all ticketty-boo.
Handed them over without а murmui
Hoped that'd earn "em casy treatment, T
suppose. We gave the stuff а fist going
over and shipped all the bods off to the
Munich camp. Last I heard of them.
Most of them hanged for war crimes, T
expect. We handed the bunch over to
H.Q. at Salzburg. Then we went on up
the Mittersill valley after another hide-
out.” Major Smythe took a good pull
drink and тепе. He looked
up. “That’s che long and the short of it.”

“You were number two at the time, I
think, The С.О. was an American, а
Colonel King [rom Patton's army.”

“Thats right. Nice fellow. Wore a
mustache, which isn't like an American.
Knew his way among the local wines.
Quite a civilized chap."

"In his report about the operation
wrote that he handed you a
ments for a preliminary run-through, as
you were the German expert with the
unit. Then you gave them all back to
him with your comments?" James Bond
paused. “Every single one of them?

he
Il the docu.

Major Smythe ignored the innuendo.
“That's right. Mostly lists of names.
© ence dope. The CI people
in Salzburg were very pleased with the
stuff. Gave them plenty of new leads.
1 expect the originals are lying about
somewhere. They'll have been used for
the Nuremburg trials. Yes, by Jove!”
Major Smythe was reminiscent, pally.
Those were some of the jolliest months
of my life, haring around the country
wih MOB Force. Wine, women and
song! And you can say that ag

Here, Major Smythe was saying the
whole truth, He had bad a dangerous
and uncomfortable War until 1945.
When the commandos were formed in
1910, he had volunteered and been sec
onded from the Royal Marines to Coi
bined Operations Headquarters. under
Mountbatien. There his excellent. Ger-
Heidel-

man (his mother had come Ir
berg) had earned him the unenviable
job of being advanced interrogator on

commando operations across the Chan-
nel, He had been lucky to get away from
two years of work unscathed and
with the O. B. E. (Military), which was
sparingly awarded in the last War. And
then, m preparation for the defeat of
‚ the Miscellaneous Objectives
d been formed jointly by the
Secret Service and Combined Operations
and Major Smythe had been given the
temporary rank of tiewienant colonel
and told to form а unit whose job would
be the cleaning up of Gestapo and Ab-
wehr hideouts when the collapse of Ger-
many came about, The OSS got to hear
of the sche nd insisted on get
into the act то cope w
ing of the froni

mo operation in
on the day of surr They
of 20 men, cach with a light
armored car, six jeeps, a wireless truck.
nd three lorries, and they were con
trolled by a joint 1 head-
quarters in SHAE! Iso fed them
пу intellige
units and Irom the 515 and OSS. Major
Smythe had been number two of A
Force which had been allotted the Tyrol
full of good hiding places with
access 10 Italy and perhaps out of
rope—ihar was known to have been
chosen as funk hole number one by the
people MOB Force was afier. And, as
Major Smythe had just told Bond, they
had had themselves а ball. АЙ without
firing а shot—except, that is, two fired by
Major Smythe.

James Bond said casually
of Ha

€

“Does the
Oberhauser ring

name
bell?
Major Smythe frowned, trying to re-
member. “Can't say it does.” It was 80
degrees in the shade, but he shivered
“Let me refresh you . On the
same day those docum given 10

hes

you to look over, you made inquiries at
the Tiefenbriinner hotel where you
were billeted, for the best mountain
re referred to

your C.O. for a days leave, which was
granted. Early next morning you went
to Oberhauser's chalet, put him under
dose arrest and drove him away in your
jeep. Docs that ring а bell?"

That phrase about "refreshing your
memory.” How often had Major Smythe
himself used it when he was trying to
пар a Cer liar? Take your time!

been ready for something like
this for years. Major Smythe shook his

1 doubtfully. “Can't say it does.”
“A man with graying hair and а gam-
- Spoke some English, as he'd been
her before the War.”

Major Smythe looked candidly into
the cold, clear blue eyes. “Sorry. Can't
help vou."

James Bond took a small blue-leather
notebook out of his inside pocket and
turned the leaves. He stopped turning
them. He looked up, "At that time, as
sidearms, you were carrying a regulation
Webley-Scott 45 with the serial numbe
8967 /362."

“It was certainly a Webley. Damned
dumsy weapon. Hope they've got some-
thing more like the Luger or the heavy
Beretta these days. But T can't say T ever
took a note of the number

“The numbers right enough," said
James Bond. "Ive got the dae of its
issue to you by Н.О. and the date when
you turned it їп. You signed the book
both time

Major Smythe shrugged. “Well, then.
it must have been my gun. But,” he put
rather angry impatience into his voice,
"what, if I may ask, is all this in aid of?”
james Bond looked at him almost
with curiosity. He said, and now hi
voice was not unkind, "You know what
it’s all about, Smythe.” He paused and
seemed to reflect. "Tell you what. Vll go
out into the garden for ten minutes or
so. Give you time to think things over.
Give me a һай” He added seriously.
“It'll make things so much easier for you
if vou come out with the story in your
own words.” He walked to the door into
arden. He turned round. "Im
id it’s only a question of dotting the
Гу and crossing the T's. You see, I had a
talk with the Foo brothers in Kingston
yesterday.” He stepped out onto the
lawn,

Something in Major Smythe was re-
lieved. Now at least the battle of wits,
the uying to invent alibis, the evasions,
were over. If this man Bond had got to
the Foos, to either of them, they would
have spilled the beans. The last thir
they w to get in bad with the
government anyway, there was only
about six inches of the stuff left.

Major $i got briskly to feet
and went to the loaded sideboard and

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poured himself out another brandy and
ginger ale, almost 5050. He might as well
live it up while there was still time!
‘The future wouldn't hold many more of
these for him. He went back to his chair
and lit his 20th cigareue of the day. He
looked at his watch. It said 11:30. If he
could be rid of the chap in an hour, he'd
have plenty of time with his “people.”
He sat and drank hi
thoughts. He could make the story long
or short. put in the weather and the way
the flowers and pines had smelled on the

mountain, or he could cut it short. He
would cut it short.
Up in that big double bedroom in the

Tiefenbrünner, with the wads of bull
and gray paper spread out on the spare
bed, he hadn't been looking for am
thing special just taking samples herc
and there and concentrating on the
ones marked, in red, KOMMANDOSACHE
HOCHST VERTRAULICH. There weren't
many of these, and they were mostly
confidential reports on German top
brass, intercepts of broken Allied ciphers
amd die whereabouts of secret dumps.
Since these were the main targets of A
Force, Major Smythe had scanned them
with particular. excitement—food, explo-
мусу, guns, espionage records. files of
Gestapo personncl—a tremendous haul!
And then, at the botom of the pac
there had been the single envelope
scaled with red wax and the notation
ONLY TO BE OPENED IN FINAL EMERGENCY.

The envelope contained one single sheet
of paper. It was unsigned and the [ew
words were written red mk, The
heading said varura and benea
WILLEN WILDE KAISER, FRANZISKAD
100 м. OSTLICH STEINHÜGEL. WAFFENKISTE.
ZWEI BAR 24 KI., and then a list of inea:
urements in centimeters. М.
held his hands apart as if telling a story
about a fish he had caught. The bars
would be about as wide as his shoul
ders and about two inches by four. And
one single English sovereign of only 18
carats was selling nowadays for two to
three pounds! This м bloody for
ıune! Forty. fifty thousand pounds
worth! Maybe even a hundred! He had
no idea, but, quite coolly and speedily.
in case anyone should come in. 1

put a match to the paper and the
envelope, ground the ashes to. powder
and swilled them down the lavatory.
Then he took out hi le Aus
trian ordna va and
in а moment had his finger on the
Franziskaner Halt. It was marked as an
uninhabited mountaineers’ refuge оп а
saddle just below the highest of the east
of the Kaiser Gebirge mou

as a

And the cairn of
stones would be about there, his finger-
I pointed. and the whole bloody lot
only ten miles and perhaps a. five.
hour climb away!

The beginning

l been as this fellow

“Well, that's a relief. I was afraid he was
spending his allowance on goofbails.”

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Bond had described. Smythe had gone
to Oberhauser's chalet at four in the
morning, had arrested him and had told
his weeping, protesting family that he
was taking him to an interrogation camp
in Munich, If the guide's record was
clean, he would be back home within a
week. If the family kicked up a fuss,
would only make trouble for Ober-
hauser. Smythe had refused to give his
name and had had the forethought to
shroud the numbers on his jeep. In 24
hours, A Force would be on its way
and, by the time military government
got to Kitzbühel, the incident would al-
ready be buried under the morass of the
occupation tangle,

Oberhauser had been a nice enough
chap once he had recovered from his
fright, and when Smyth
ingly about skiing and climbing, both of
which he had done before the War, the
pair, as Smythe intended, became quite
pally. Their route lay along the bottom
of the Ki Gebirge range to Kufstei
and Smythe drove slowly, making admir-
ing comments on the peaks t
flushed with the pink of dawn. Finally,
below the peak of gold, as he called it to
himself, he slowed to a halt and pulled
off the road into a grassy glade. He
turned in his scat and said candidly,
"Oberhausei а are a man after my
own heart. We share many interests to-
gether and from your talk and from the
man I think you to be, I am sure you
did not cooperate with the Nazis. Now, I
will tell you what I will do. We will
spend the day climbing on the Kaiser
nd I wil then drive you back to
Kitzbühel and report to my command-
ing officer that you have been cleared at
He grinned cheerfully. “Now.
How about that?’

The man had been near to tears of
gratitude. But could he have some kind
of paper to show that he was a good citi-
zen? Certainly. Major Smythe's signature
would be quite enough. The pact was
made, the jeep was driven up a track
and well hidden from the road and they
were off at a steady pace, climbing up
through the pine-scented foothills.

Smythe was well dressed for the climb.
He had nothing on under his bush jack-
et, shorts and a pair of the excellent
rubbersoled boots issued to American
parachutists. His only burden was the
Webley-Scout and, tactfully, for Ober-
hauser was, alter all, one of the enemy,
Oberhauser didn't suggest that he leave
it behind some conspicuous rock. Ober-
hauser was in his best suit and boots, but
that didn't seem to bother him, and he
ured Major Smythe that ropes and pi-
tons would not be needed for their
climb and that there was a hut d
up above them where they could r
was called the Franziskaner Halt.
aid Major Smythe.

were now

Yes, and below it there is а small gla-
Чет. Very pretty, but we will climb
round it. ‘There are many crevasses.”

“Is that so?" said Major Smythe
thoughtfully. He examined the back of
Oberhausers head, now beaded with

sweat. After all, he was only a bloody
Kraut, or, at any rate, of that ilk. What
would one more or less matter? It was all
going to be as casy as falling off a log.
"The only thing that worried Major
Smythe was getting the bloody stuff
down the mountain, He decided that һе
would somehow sling the bars across his
back. After all, he could slide it most of
the way in its ammunition box or
what not.

It was a long, dreary hack up the
and when they were above
the tree line the sun came up and it was
very hot. And now it was all rock and
scree and their long zigzags sent boul-
ders and rabble rumbling and crashing
down the slope that got ever steeper аз
they approached the final aug, gray and
menacing, that lanced away into the
blue above them. They were both naked
to the waist and swearing so that the
sweat ran down their legs into their
boots, but, despite Oberhauser's limp.
they kept up a good pace, and wher
they stopped for a drink and a swab-
down at a hurtling mountain stream,
Oberhauser congratulated Major Smythe
on his fitness. Major Smythe, his mind
full of dreams, said curdy and untruth-
fully that all English soldiers were fi
and they went on.

The rock face wasn't difficult, Major
Smythe had known that it wouldn't be
or the climbers’ hut couldn't have been
built on the shoulder. Toc holds had
been cut in the face and there were occa-
sional pegs hammered into crevices.
But he couldn't have found the more
difficult traverses by himself, and he con-
gratulated himself on deciding to bring
a guide.

Once, Obcrhauser's hand, testing for a
grip, dislodged a great slab of rock, loos-
ened by five years of snow and frost,
and sent it crashing down the mountain.
Major Smythe suddenly thought about
noise. "Many people around here?" he
ked as they watched the boulder hurdle
down into the псе linc.

"Not a soul until you get near Kuf-
мей,” said Ob He gestured
ong the arid range of high peaks. "No
grazing. Little water, Only the climbers
come here. And since the beginning of the
War . . 7 He left the phrase unfinished.

They skirted the blue-Cinged glacier
helow the final climb to the shoulder,
Major Smythe's careful eyes took in the
width and depth of the crevasses, Yes,
they would fit! Directly above them,
perhaps a hundred feet up under the lee
of the shoulder, were the weather-beaten
boards of the hut. Major Smythe me:
ured the angle of the slope. Yes, it was
almost a straight dive down. Now or

user.

He guessed later. The line of the
ам. traverse wasn’t very clear.

They were up at the hut in five hours
flat. Major Smythe said he wanted to
relieve himself and wandered casually
along the shoulder to the cast, paying по
heed to the beautiful panoramas of Aus-
tria and Bavaria that stretched away on
cither side of him perhaps 50 miles into
the heat haze. He counted his paces care
fully. At exactly 120 there was the cairn
of stones, a loving memorial, perhaps, to
some long-dead climber. Major Smythe.
knowing differently, longed to tear it
apart there and then. Instead, he took
out his Webley-Scott, squinted down the
barrel and twirled the cylinder. Then he
walked back.

Tt was cold up there at 10,000 [eet or
more, and Oberhauser had got into the
hut and was busy preparing a fire. Major
Smythe controlled his horror at the
ight. “Oberhauser,” he said cheerfully,
соте out and show me some of the
sights. Wonderful view up here.”

“Certainly, Major" Oberhauser fol-
lowed Major Smythe out of the hut.
Outside he fished in his bip pocket and
produced something wrapped im paper
He undid the paper to reveal a
wrinkled sausage. He offered it to the
major. “It is only what we call a Soldat."
he said shyly. "Smoked тєш. Very
tough, but good," He smiled. “It is like
what they eat in Wild West films. What
is the name?”

“Biltong,” said the major. Then,
later this had slightly disgusted him,

nd
he

said, “Leave it in the hut. We will share
it later. Come over here. Can we see
Innsbruck? Show me the view on this
side.”

Oberhauser bobbed into the hut and
out again. The major fell in just behind
him as he talked, pointing out this or
t distant church spire ог mount
ik,

They came to the point above the gla-
ajor Smythe drew his revolve
ge of two feet, fired. two
bullets into the base of Hannes Ober-
hauscr's skull. No mulling! Dead on

The impact of the bullets knocked
the guide clean off his feet and over the
edge. mythe craned over. "The
body hit twice ошу aud then crashed
ошо the . But not onto йз
fissuied. origin. Halfway down and on a
patch of old snow! “Hell!” said Major
Smythe.

The deep boom of the nwo shots, that
had been batting to and fro among the
mountains, died away ythe
took one last look at the black splash on
the white snow and hurried off along the
shoulder. First things firs

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NICOL WILLIAMSON admissible evidence

IN THE n
ous

ony of the contemporary theater, there exists no morc ardu-
nd lengthy role than that of the sexually obsessed, professionally
undone counselor-atiaw Bill Maitland. John Osborne's Inadmissible
Evidence which opened on Broadway after а long London run. Nicol
Williamson—who has portrayed the fading fortyish barrister since the
drama’s inception—crossed the Atlantic with the play, bringing with
him the British Critics Award and accolades such as "the greatest piece
of acting of this or any other year,” “magnificent,” “stunning,” “the
great actor of his generation." The tall, blond, 28-year-old Scotsman
prepped for the theaier in Birmingham before joining the Dundee
repertory company, where his abilities brought him an invitation from
bright English directorial light Tony Page тю join him at London's
Royal Count theater. While there, he made his mark in Gorkys The
Lower Depths, Douleavy’s The Ginger Man, Beckew's. Waiting for
Godot and а slew of B. В. C. dramatic roles. But it took Inadmissible
Evidence (a threehour play which has Williamson on stage all of the
time and talking for most of it) to thrust the intense young man into
the limelight. "Throughout the drama, his characters nerves are
sueiched taut as а маре flat, fraying Williamson's own nerves to
the breaking point (he has on occasion berated the audi
iving late, once delivered an onstage diatribe against the manage-
ment for having made him go on when he felt he couldn't. and was
involved in a violent offstage altercation with producer David Merrick),
but he claims he doesn’t “suffer” through the performance itsell.
Williamson as Williamson does suffer, however. He was intimidated by
New York (“Irs frightening when you're on your own in an unfamiliar
city") and dings to a romanticism tinged with Weltschme
tude toward the opposite sex (“I keep waiting for (ле woman
shell never appear, knowing I'll have 10 go and look for he
has supreme confidence c». having stated f
the one actor who will ever change anything—l
the way he should be done.” When asked if there were
tor he

his atti-
knowing

mired, Williamson answered. candidly a

JOHN WILLIAMS prince of players

A GUITARIST OF EXCEFTIONAL brilliance and persuasion. sensation!
“The audience was overwhelmed, astonished, unable 10 believe its ears.
Classical guitar aficionados who have idolized the venerable Andres Se-
govia for generations may be taken aback to learn that those critical
plaudits were not heaped on the primo virtuoso, but on John Williams,
gy barely past his teens. However, the praise came as no surprise
to Segovia, the man solely responsible [or the unprecedented prominence
of the classical guitar in this century. According to him, the musical cult
he had spawned was no cult of personality; the instrument, he said,
“did not begin with me. It will not end with me, either." In 1958, at
Williams’ London debut, the king accordingly dubbed his heir appar-
ent. “A prince of the guitar,” said Segovia, "has arrived in the musical
world.” Achieving such guitaristic eminence can easily be underestimat-
ed these days, since music (of a sort) сап be made on the instrument
with chords of childlike simplicity. Part of the difficulty in playing
concert music, as opposed to pop, explains Williams, is the need to
"overcome the unique technical dificulties—for example, anatomically
awkward finger positions—and a hairline control of dynamics (the
making of sounds by feather-touching the suings)." How well he has
succeeded is attested 10 by critic Irving Kolodin: "The . . . warmly
vibrant sound he produces is proof not only of the skill he commands
in touch and stroke, but also of his possession of а highly critical sense
of what he wants to hear.” Williams knew what he wanted to hear
at the age of seven (in 1948), when he began taking lessons from his
father in Melbourne, Australia. When his family moved to London i
1952, Dad gave way to Seg , who accepted the young virtuoso for
training. Williams London debut was followed by regular concert tours
throughout Europe, Japan and the U. 5. A., supplemented by frequent
TV /radio appearances and two critically acclaimed. LP records for Co-
lumbia. Currently, Williams is teaching guitar at London's Royal Col-
lege of Music, but how long he can remain in these doistered confines
problematical. As Segovia said, А has laid a finger on his
brow and it will not be long before his name becomes a byword.”

a prod

WILLIAM LEAR the wichita whiz

rur BEST-KNOWN grade school dropout in Wichita, Kai
bullnecked William Powell Lear, who never made it to the eighth
Yet ће now heads a multimillion-dollar corporation that manul
and sells executive jet aircraft 10 people like Frank Si and enter
prises like the Fuller Brush Company for $595,000 apiece, including the
ashtrays. (His graceful jets are among those pictured in The Contem-
porary Planesman, PLAYBOY'S in-depth survey of executive flight, begi
ning on page 64.) This jer.propelled King Lear was born in Hannibal,
Missouri, but he left town carly, restlessly heading north in his teens
Before the age of 40 he had commanded a half-dozen engineering and
manufacturing firms, some of which flourished, while others did not. In
1954 he won a Horatio Alger Award, despite his growing reputation
аз a stayoutall-night man who spent almost as much time encircling as-
sorted blondes as he did experimenting in his laboratory—behavior Ч
perhaps did not fit into the accepted Alger tradition of much work and

sas, is stubby,
ade.
actures

liule play. In the early 1960; Lear, by this time а millionaire and al-

Y

ready thrice married, bounced into commercial aviation with custom:
chutzpah. Convinced that there was a brilliant future for the jet i
private as well as in military and commercial airline Hight, he acquired
plant in Switzerland and began to assemble the first Lear Jet. In 1962,
he moved his factory to Wichita and tripled its production. Yet, because
of increased costs, he was forced to work his way through his own per-
sonal fortune of $10,000,000 to keep his business in the air. Like all Alger
heroes, Lear bounced back with admirable elasticity. Today he employs
2000 hands, has all his moncy back, anticipates sales of $85,000,000
1966, and has moved into diversification. (His Lear Jet Stereo Cartridge
System is now optional equipment in Ford and Chrysler cars and is also
ble lor homes, boats and planes.) But forthright Bill Lear takes

all this in stride, candidly admitting that among the things he likes
best, one is colored green. “At my age [63], some men like to sit on the
beach,” says he. “Some enjoy golf, others sports cars. Some like yachting,
bridge or clipping coupons. But for me the best of life is the exercise of
ingenuity—in design, flying, finance, busincss—plus a little fun besides.”

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the flamboyance of Texas oil
terior styling options are limited only
by the weight and airframe characte
istics of the chosen craft. While most com-
panies tend 10 minimal, lightweight,
functional furnishing, high-styled out-
fits such as Horton and Horton in Dallas
and AiRescarch in Los Angeles stand
ready to convert а regular airship into
nything from a fly
with separare. conference room facilities,
10 a Louis XIV ng room. One firm.
Butler Aviation, has ev ked a pic-
ture window out of the fuselage of its
executive Convair Li

Another ге
signed as an a

atively aircraft de-
r and now seeing cx-
tensive businessaircraft adaptati
turboprop Fairchild Hiller F27. As

an ive sui can. provide. rid
ing. resting, recreational and working
room for up to 20 passengers. But most
27 interiors are designed for 10 10 16
persons and provide such creature com-
forts as two lavatories, an oversized galley.
internal baggage areas, privare suites,
top-quality hifi equipment, motion-
picture screens, compact bars and vir-
tually all other luxurious amenities. It's
possible for the execu tion.
in concert with the designer. 10 run up

51,250,000 worth of such goodies.

Such well-known and levelheaded out-
fits as IBM, Reynolds Metal, General
Tin а Manufac-

twi;

one large corporate wir
cd from

cithe

airplane not rewa

uration is Grumman's turboprop €
am, which was designed specif
spacious. walk around, airlinetype
craft for the business market. Almost 200
of these $1,250,000 aircraft have been
sold during the past five and a half y
Taking short hops and transatlar
flights equally well, the Gulfstream
fined out to carry 10 to H executives
about their highspeed business in an
atmosphere of quiet luxury.

"The methods by which piston and tur-
boprop airliners have been converted
into business aircraft will be used in the
modification of the new short-haul air-

n's

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ing runs of less than
500 miles Douglas Aircrafts DC9,
British Aviation Corporations BACH
nd Boeing's 737, twin-jet airliners all,
will soon be sold as the latest, largest and
fastest executive а пез money can

line jets now mal

your personal purse or company
sand an approximately
58.500.000 nick, you will be able to buy
II the jet room you'll ever need for
business and/or pleasure. When decked
» business dress, these birds won't
be just for the short haul. Without the
burden of crowds of airline passengers
and piles of luggage, a much larger per-
centage of useful pay load сап be used
for fuel: and these planes will be able to
step out on nonstop crosscountry or
m inic jaunts.
bly the maj
growth of corporate. fyi
соя of

factor in the
g is the high
n executive's time, If he can
i -flung company op-
о a one-day trip w
flight conferences w
he is in effect, creating time for

business or necessary relax-

ducting
май,
additio
ation, Business aircraft provide the speed,

flcxibility and the instantancous
and go" needed for today's ha
executive on the rise

We've been talking primarily about
executive airplanes that have been con

get up
rd-driving

verted 10 corporate use from other
configurations. Now let's look at some
other new birds on the market that were

specifi
in mind.

еп before you go out on the runway
and start kicking tires, you are in the
happy position of having аг your dis-

ly designed with the executive

posal what is probably the best and most
solicitous sales service offered by any
indusiry in the country. Check with

your
roker

irp'inecompany. representative or
1 he'll be delighted 10 become
an unofficial company consultant. about
your transportation. requirements. Once
а good rep gets a clear. picture of your
corporate needs, he can go to work fram-
ing answer. To help you in making
your selections, he will draw up a com.
parison chart of the various planes that
might fit your needs, comparing all of
the major factors such as initial price,
maintenance. weight. runway capal
ties, passenger accommodations, cruising
speed and range, etc. From there
сап ask for and get
ations on the basic cra

As сот Jet's look at
the bottom and top of the market: the
ngine p ıes and then the
jets. Later, we'll examine
rerafi that fill the gap between
these extremes.

The most popular craft among the
small single-engine models аге Сех
igh-wing 150 and

study

sts,

Cherokee 140, with average cruising
speeds of 120 to 130 mph. These cover
an extremely modest price range of
$7000 to $8500, depending on the extra
nstrumentation and the radio commu-
nications you have installed.

These versatile aircraft. аге especially
alluring if you're in real estate, insur-
ance, regional sales, or any aspect of the
special cnginecring or service fiekls that
requires avel within a мо 500-mile
adius of your home base. A delightful
fringe benefit is the case with which you
can take off on a weekend м
ness associate or your favorit
ny number of relatively nearby spas—
up to 500 miles in a single hop.

Once you get yourself and your com-
pany interested in smallish aircraft,
you're on a flight pattern that leads to
larger, more costly planes as vour busi-
nes needs expand and you tote up the
merits of business aviation, The small

model will have convinced you of the

contributions lying makes to busi
and educated you in its operational cco-
nomics while providing extracurricular
enjoyment. From the bottom rung, you
сап move up the airplane ladder to a
bigger single ne with react
able geai ‚а medium twin
with pres ad turbo super-
charged engines for overthe-weather
lying, on to a turboprop that provides
irline comfort, and finally to the
big business jets. Business aviation was
introduced to these high-flying, 500-mph-
plus top-of. eun jet airaalt а little
over four years ago. First two out of the
werê Lockhesd's JetStar and
North American Aviation Sabreliner.
The fourengine, 570-mph JetStar is cur-
rently the largest business jet in the air,
providing full headroom, a full-size lava
tory and a galley for 10 to 12 passengers
and crew. Many chiefs of state, including
President Johnson, other high Govern
ment officials and more than 50 of the
nation’s top corporations are now using
the JetStar. Tts range, when cruising just
under 500 mph, is 2250 miles with a
45-minute fuel reserve. This long-legged
с у land trans-
ic hops is complemented by its
ability to get in and out of small airfields
when on short haul hops to off-line bu
ss operations.
To give you some feeling for the busi-
ss potential of this $1,700,000 Jer
Star performer, here's a recent. он
flight log for a national comp
first entry

tl;

day
The
was an early-morning 1025
mile flight by the staff. pilot to Newark,
New Jersey, to pick up the company
president and his staff. They then flew
30 miles, with stops at Chicago, Los
Angeles and San Francisco to review
ales programs, and finally on to Las
Vegas for dinner and a tour of the town
before turning in. The flightlog mile-
age and times were: Newark-Chi,
730 miles, 1 hour, 44 minutes; Chicago-

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Los Angeles, 1745 miles, 3 hours, 35
minutes; Los Angeles-San Francisco. 340
miles, 51 minutes; and San Francisco-
Las Vegas, 415 miles, 1 hour. 13 minutes.
The president and his staff were able
to discuss each mecting both before and
after in the conference-room environ-
ment of the racing JetStar. And next day
they whisded on to conferences in Dal-
las, Adanta and Cincinnati before re-
turning to home base that afternoon.
The other early-bird jet. North Ameri-
can's Sabreliner, has about half the
cabin volume of a Jetstar, but it can haul
up to seven passengers plus crew while
providing the exccutive-jet conveniences
of galley. lavatory. fold-out work tables
nd other accouterments that can help
а fasttraveling business day suc-
along at speeds up to
510 mph anges out to 2000 miles,
while retaining, as do all tlie new busincss
jets, а capacity for short-field operations.
Remmart- Werner, Inc. in St. Loui
distributor for the Sabreliner, calculates
that the 5975.000-plus jet costs less than
five cents per passenger-seat mile for fuel
and maintenance. When other costs—
purchase price, crew's salaries, other

operational expenses and insurance—
added im, you get a
cents per passenger
than most taxi rates.

Because of the high speeds and reli-
ability and the relatively low operating
and maintenance costs of twin-jet busi-
ness aircraft, many companies now use
them in addition to piston-engine jobs.

A few years ago, the mercurial William
P. Lear (see this month's On the Scene)
decided 10 tackle the problems of busi-
ness jets head on and all by himself. The
yesult—headaches and heartaches, finan-
cial and engineering cliff-hanging, wag-
edy and triumph. and, finally, his own
skv-borne hot rod, the Lear Jet, which
is now coming off the line at the rate of
10 a month, Some 85 were flying at the
end of 1965 and another 120 will join
the fleet by the end of this year.

The key to Lear's initial success was
determination not to compete direct-
ly with the other manufacturers, but to
create his own market. Before Lear, all

j sighed well above the
12,500-pou wn by the Federal
Aviation Agency, which put them in a
category that required them to mect a

re
ligure of about 25
seat mile, cheaper

“First of all, we'd like to announce our engagement . . .”

liner specifications for extra safety in sys-
tems and components. Lear insisted that
there was an executive need for fast, safe,
relatively inexpensive, utilitarian and
necessarily light jet planes. He battled his
own engineers ally succeeded
keeping the weight of his Model 9З at
just under 12
iding speeds of 560 mph ar 95.000 feet
e matching the fastest commercial
jet airliners. The Lear will barrel up

above the weather to 40,000 feet 13
minutes, we out to 1600 miles, and
then quickly drop down to airport-

pattern speeds comparable to piston-

engine aircraft, all for a low, low
5595.000.
"The Lear Jet has a small cabin—only

four feet, six inches high and five feet,
two inches wide—but Lear suggests that
“if you want to walk, go to Central
Park." His jets are the work horses of
the business-jet world and are constantly
in the air, not sitting around runways
collecting lint in the cowling. Lear Jet
operators presently are averaging about
80 hours of flying time a mont!

A famous entrepreneur putting Lear
Jets to work is Hollywood's chairman of
the board, Frank Sinatra, with his Cal-
, Inc. A typical trip for his
main customers, the movie and televi-
on studios, might be a multi-stop. cross-
country junket—allowing ets to
make two and three motion-picture pro-
motion appearances a day—or Cal-Jet
may be tapped for rush-order service and
supply hops between Hollywood and
movies on location throughout the West.

own best customers) he bas an order in
for another Model 23.

r is now readying lor certification
by the first of next year his Model 94,
which. although almost identical in
configuration to Model 23, will come up
to the same airlinespecification require-
ments met by the other business jets. In
the 24, the weight will go to 13.000
pounds gross and the price will dimb to
$695,000.

For those who want суеп more posh
in their plane, Lear is readying his Mod-
cl 40—a [aststepping job that will cruise
at 508 mph while carrying as many as 28
$200 miles. T $1,500,000
will be ready for the runway by

passengers

Jed to the formation of a unique
chartering organization the corporate
planesman would do well to look into,
called Executive Jet Aviation, Inc,
headquartered in Columbus, Ohio, but
ting nationwide as well as in
Europe. The basic plan of EJA is to
ct with individual companies for
specific monthly amounts of flight time
rather than for the rental of an individ-
ual airplane.

One American-made and three foreign
models complete the business-jet picture.
By name and approximate dollar sign.
they are the American Jet Comm
at $750,000, the British DH 1
$810,000, the Germa Hansa 320
$855,000 and the French Fan Jet Falcon
at $1,200,000. All these aircraft, designed
with business in mind, have wim, tidy
lines in contrast to the large, converted
piston and turboprop liners that provide
ballroom space. These business jets, built
to meet the FAA's stringent jet-airliner-
specification requirements, boast more
gencrous proportions than the basic Lear
Jet Model 23.

Choosing an aircraft always involves
a series of compromises about power,
pay load, size, speed and range. There
are no hard-and-fast arguments for any
particular plane. Specific operating needs
provide the only good yardstick. Differ-
ences in the business jets range from
slight to dramatically different; all are
selling better than their manufacturers
thought they would
The Jet Commander is the “top of the
produced by Acro Commander di-

of RockwellStandard Corpora
tion. A 16,800-pound gross, mid-wing,
twin jet, it can. haul you and your staff
or friends—up to а total of seven—plus
two pilots in air-conditioned, pressurized
comfort at altitudes up to 40,000 feet
and speeds above 500 mph. With a
typical business flight load of four ex-
ecutives b c—roughly a рау
load of 800 pounds—it will fly nonstop
1500 miles with a 45-minute reserve.

A feature unique to the Jet Com-
mander is its straight wing. Most
wings are swept back, and one, the Hai
sa 320, sweeps forward. Their merits are
best left to aeronautical engincers, who
obviously have differences of opinion.

The DH 125 is an cight-passenger,
two-man crew, T-tailed, twin-jet craft de-

for corporate use.
When in full executive dress, its spacious
6 x 90 cabin generally accommodates six
in a mixture of chair and divan seating.
"There can be a galley for hot meals and
drinks and bar service, and a high-fidelity
system. You can have an auxiliary air-
conditioning unit installed that will pro-
vide cabin cooling or heating when on
the ground as well as aloft. "This extra
allows you to use the aircraft as а com-
forable conference room at the less
sophisticated airfields not equipped 10

provide full ground services

Hawker Siddelcy’s world-wide sales of
the DH 125 hit over 110 at the end of
bout half of these sales made
ind the U.S. Late this year

"65, with
they will begin delivering DH 12
a higher powered engine that
crease performance in short-field opera
tions and rate of climb, and be able to
hold a cruising speed of 500 mph at
30,000 feet for more than 1000 miles,
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swept-orward wings, the HFB 320 Han-
sa, will begin to turn up on general-avia-
tion ramps at airfields throughout the
nation this spring. This first production
turbojet developed in Germany since
the War is designed to carry seven to
nine passengers in executive style. Cabin
space is comparable to а Sabreliner.
‘Typical seating in its seven-passenger
executive configuration is a threc-place
couch scat and two pairs of facing seats.
Hinged tables, fined into the cabin side
walls, pull out between these facing seats
when required for food, drink or busi-
ness, There is a separate lavatory and a
bar /galley unit.

"Top cruise speed for the 320 Hansa is
518 mph. Packing a light load at this
speed, it can cover a range of more than
1000 miles. When operating at long-range
cruise speed, it can step out more than
1300 miles.

The French entry, the twin-jet My-
stére 20, is better known in America as
the Fan Jet Falcon. Its credentials are
attested to by Pan American World Air-
ways, which established a Business Jets
sion just to market this high-flying
French filly.

The fond patron of the Fan Jet is

Marcel Dassault, the richest man in
France and sole owner of the company
named Générale Aéronautique Marcel
Dassault that designed and builds the
alcon. A brilliant aeronautical engineer
though he bas flown only once in his
life—he designed the world's first varia-
ble-pitch propeller for use on French
fighters back in World War One, and
still takes a very active part in the design
of aircraft built by his firm. These in-
clude the Mirage IV supersonic bomber
for the French Force de Frappe. When
the company decided to enter the very
competitive corporatejet market, Das-
sault made the first basic design decision
for the Falcon: It had to have a cabin
large enough for the executive to walk
ound in easily during the flight. Any-
thing less, he thought, would. not satisly
high-level executive customer.
With cabin spacc almost the size of
the Jetstar, the Fan Jet Falcon provides
seating for up to eight executives and
supplics extra headroom by having its
center aisle below the floor level of the
seats. As with all corporate jets, the en-
gines аге mounted, as pioneered by the
French, on the rear fuselage sides.

‘The Fan Jet Falcon has a top cruising
specd of 546 mph. At long-range cruise
speed, it will buzz off on a transconti-
nental hop with just one fuel stop. And
like all business jets, it's designed to
compete in the short-haul business-trip
market, too.

If for some reason—size, performance,
range, pay load—none of these jets come
up to your grand ideas, wait till next
year. Come 1967, the Gulfstream П by
Grumman Aircraft Engineering Corpo-

128 ration will be rolling off the line. This

to be a turbojet version of the turbo-
prop Gulfstream, but it will have far
greater speed, plus transcontinental range.
Yet it still will match the propeller-
powered Gulfstream in performance at
small off-line airfields.

As presently figured, the walk-around
interior of the Gulfstream H will have a
flat floor throughout the $4-foot length
of a cabin that will hold a party of 19
passengers in ай style first-class co
fort. It may also be done up in executive
fashion with nine oversized swivel scats
and a three-seater divan. There will be
fold-away tables at cach se
board: a beverage cabinet and a high-
fidelity system including ап AM-FM
tuner and. ing at 500 mph
at 40,000 feet with ten passengers, a three-
man crew and 490 pounds of baggage, the
Gulfstream II will have a range of 2640
nautical miles. This means you can fly
from New York to Los Angeles in under
six hours. If you're flying from San Fran-
cisco to Hawaii, you can make it in under
five. New York to Shannon will take you
around 6 hours and 30 minutes.

If the jet giants are a bit beyond your
reach, the piston-powered singles and
twins are ready and waiting ch a
wide range of price, power, pay load,
performance and paint that you'll have
to be а hardy shopper to look them all
over. The field, as expected, is dominated
by the big three of the small-plane m:
ufacturers—Cessna, Piper and Beech.

Low-cost airplanes offered by Cessna
run between $7000 and $12,000. You can
take your pick of the 100-hp, two-seater
Model 150; the 145-hp, four-seater Model
172, which will cruise along at 180 mph:

or the deluxe version of the 172 called

the Skyhawk. Piper's low-ving offerings
run from $8500 for the twoseater Cher-
okee 140 to 512,900 for the 180hp
Cherokee C. Also available are 150- and
160-hp Cherokee C models priced at
$10,990 and 511,500. There are three
models of the Beech Musketeer that
roughly match this competition, though
their cost range runs а bit higher. You
can get the twoseater, 150-hp Sport III
for 511,500: the fourscater, higher-
powered Custom III runs $14,950; and
the Super III is a 154-mph, four-seater
speedster with a $16,350 price tag.
When you're ready to move to higher
power and greater pay load, Cessna
offers a group of single-engine, high-
ig aircraft running from 230 to 285
hp and carrying four and six people. "The
Model 182 and its deluxe version, the
Skylane, priced at $16,225 and $17,875,
are fourseater, 230-hp aircraft that can
take an extra "family seat" for two
children. But if you are not toting kid-
dies, you can pack up to 120 pounds of
baggage and golfing gear in the third-
seat area and wing off with three friends
оп a winter weekend for а stay in the
South. (One of your destinations might
be Hilton Head island off the South

Carolina coast. At this beach resort, the
delight of private pilots, you'll find a
3000-foot turf landing strip on the north
end of the island, motel accommodations
on the beach front, and the first-class
Sea Pines Plantation golf course.)

The Super Skylane has a 285-hp en-
gine, а 522.525 price tag, а 163-mph
speed and а range of 825 miles.
idard six-place seating, there
is rather limited baggage room in the
cabin. Dut Cessna skirts the problem
with an interesting innovation: a de-
tachable fiberglass cargo pack that ac
commodates loads up to 300 pounds and
fastens to the plane's undercarriage. For
a of six swinging skiers, there
couldn't be more ideal transportation.
a's top 285-hp single-engine air-
the $25,750 Two Ten Centurion
—a six-seater, high-wing, retractable-
landing-gear model that will cruise along
at almost 200 mph.

The new Piper Cherokee 235 is а four-
seater, low-wing beauty that can hit a
top speed of 166 mph, range out 1100
miles nonstop and carry а useful load
greater than its empty weight. With a
Basic price of $15,900, it should attract
more than its fair share of attention
from the flying executive. But if you
need more room, look at the Cherokee
Six with its fullsized seating for si
people. You can buy this 260-hp. aircraft
for $18,500 and put it to work as an air

freight hauler, aerial ranch worker.
or as а big, comfortable air cruiser for
business or personal travel. Piper's
performance, singleengine, retractable-
landing.gear craft is the new Comanche
B, which, with its 260-hp engine, can hit
a top speed of 191 mph, This thorough-
bred ter sells for $2

Beech weighs in here їп the heavy
single-engine class a couple of
somewhat more expensive aircraft. The

comes in two grades of horsepower
(526.495) and 285 ($29,875). The е
popular V- а four-
ater that moves at 212 mph,
$ for a modest 531.425.
s to the twin-piston-engine, light
and medium planes that executive а
tion has given its major attention, The
twins are noi just double-powered single-
engine aircraft. Their reliability, power
and added safety allow the firm that
owns one to go into all-weather, long
distance, instrument opera not
permitted owners of single engine craft
Twins also demand a large increase in
pilot skill. And while flying exec c
and often do—upgrade their abilities to
handle this type of. plane, it gencrally
makes more sense to hire a professional
pilot. Then the aircraft can serve many
of the company’s travel needs without
quiring that the flying executive take th
wheel.
Beech offers five twins in a line that
starts with the $51,500 Travel Air, a 200-

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mph-plus job capable of hauling four or
five travelers on medium-length trips.
c-passenger Queen Air Model
h supercharged engines rated
at 380 hp that will haul it at mph
for more than 1500 miles, is tagged at
140,000.

In a class by itself is Beech’s Super
H18, the famous “Twin Beech,” which
practically founded the lighttwin dy
nasty. The prototype was flown in 1937
has been in production ever since.
During World War Two, it undertook
every job the brass could think of fo
noncombat, light flying machine. When
the battle was over, it shifted into an
exeautive-transport configuration and Бе
came the first post-War planc certificated
for commer use. The current Twin
Beech is powered by two 450-hp engines
and will carry you about the county or
country at a tidy 220 mph. You can have
all this history and aeronautical сот.
petence for $135,000.

The flagship airplane at Beech is the
King Air Model 90, а six-to-eight-passen-
ger, pressurized turboprop with a cruis-
ing speed in the 270-mph range and a
geography gobbling 1500- nonstop
capability, Beech has scheduled produc-
tion of 100 King Airs a year, so you
won't have to wait in line too long for
this $820.000 gallant. If you want to
know some of the company you'll be
keeping. Disney Productions recently
acquired a King Air and obtained the
identification number N231MM, which
1 be identifying itself appro-
priately enough with, "This is 234
Mickey Mouse, over."

The very popu
che registers in at $34,900, and the turbo-
charged version rings up $45,680. The
extras of the turbo-twin аге 25 mph of
additional cruise speed over the 194 mph
of the piston twin, a higher operating
ng and more than 100 miles added
to its 1850-mile range. Moving up in
money and muscle: the Apache 235 runs
544,880: the Aztec C, which can hit 200-
plus mph, costs 554.990; and now Piper
is offering its best yet, the six-to-cight-
st turbocharged, 260-mph. Navajo, for
just under $100,000.

Cessna's twins run from the unique
tandem-engine Skymaster, whose center-
line thrust—a form of the old push-pull
models—provides single-engine handling
characteristics with cither or both engines
operating, to the new sixto-cight-seat
Model 411 with turbocharged engines
ind а top speed of more than 965 mph.
‘The model 336 Skymaster is priced at
539.950, and the 411 checks in under
$120,000. You can have a number of op-
tional appointments built into the cabin
of Cessna's biggest twins. These include
a writing desk, fold-out table, lavatory
and a small bar. In between the top and
bottom of Сеѕѕпа twin offerings are the
Model 310] and the Model 320 Sky-
ght, The very popular four-to-six-

enger 310] cruises at 221 mph
wes more than 1000 miles. Price
$62,950. The Skyknight runs $76,950 and
has turbocharged engines that take its
cruising speed to 224 mph.

Tn addition to the big three, a number
of highly esteemed manufacturers. are
turning out some exciting models that
deserve a close look and a long test

A

ling contender in the single-
engine field is Mooney Ai ft of "Texas.
At the bottom of its line is the Mooney
Master, а trim, four-passenger. lowaving.
M0mph airplane with a price tag of
513.995. The top of the line, the new
Mooney Mustang Mark 22, which will
ту five at speeds up to 250 mph to a
titude of 24,000 feet, is the first single-
engine aircraft with a pressurized cabin
ne runs approximate-
ly $30,000 before adding the necessary
avionics, meaning the electronically op-
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rport in 600 fect, or from your back-
1 pond in 1200. If need be, you
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ur guests can swim and play or stretch
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low enough [о n. Th

casy conversat

Lake will cruise along at 130 mph and
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1f you tion should happen to li

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1 give you a plane for all seasons at a
price tag under $30,000.
There is a four-seater Italian entry in
the amphibian market called the Rivi-

era, which is produced by Siai-Marchetti
of Milan. Distributed here by North
Star Airparks, Inc, thi

signorina has her engine and three

bladed propeller mounted pusher-fashion
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of power, she'll drive you along at 165
mph with 1000 pounds of passengers and
sportin

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а sprightly fourseater or а commodious
jet powered conference room in the sky,
you join a very special group. If you're
young executive on the go, flying can be
a way to get above the competition, With
runway ahead pointing toward [ar
rizons the sky isn't the limit, it's the

O'HARA'S LOVE

douching odor of Lysol. Ever since then,
Lysol reminds me of my lost virginity
ad that scene. She said, flustered, “Bill,
this is the boy of the Italian widow—in
Brooklyn—you know—that Mike helped
in the compensation casc—Mike and I
visit them—these Italian people got big
hearts—make you feel at home”
Bill slapped her hard and spat,
"Drunken nogood bitch!" He turned
to me. His mouth tightened. He mo-
tioned with his thumb for me to leave,
and said through his teeth,
grateful мор bastard, beat it
I was scared. 1 left in haste. Then I
was beset. 1 had lied to Mother, the
touchstone of my being, І had laid а Sa
maritan’s wife. I was no longei
That morning I had become
person. My flesh won. The spirit lost. I
ad broken the magical golden str

ou un-

y run to M
tell him the wuth and save him from an
evil woman. J ran all the way to St.
Matthew's.
Mike O'Hara

ed a room with an
monk. Не was propped
pale and weak, He grected
varmly as if 1 had been his son.
He introduced me to the old b:
їп the adjoining bed
the world.’
e deaf. He smiled
gave me his blessing in Lati
asked me about my mother and family.
He said we were not to feel obliged to
him—that he had only done his Catholic
duty in helpi and so forth.

My oe “burned. "Mr.
There's something 1 have to tell у
I've ‘been’ with your wile . . .

O'Hara looked perplexedly at me for a
moment, then chuckled, “Peter boy, that
was fine of you to stop and sce Milly.
I'm sorry; the reason I never invited
you and your mother was because we're
kind of not settled in that apartment.
Well, 1 mean Milly is such a child in
many ways and not the world’s best
housekeeper, and our place always looks
like a hurricane hit it, | thank you for
dropping in on Milly. My being here is
tough on her—all alone with the poodle.
Did Milly say whether she's coming to
see me this evening?”

7... Mr O'Hara... 1"

, you seem distressed. Can I
help you?"

“I want to help you, Mr. O'Hara—I
ant to help save you Irom—Mr. O'Hara.
terrible—you don't und
shouted, “I've just had sexual inter-
course with your wife!"

"You wha?!”

(continued from page 74)

“1 had—for God's sake, Mr. O'Hara—I
screwed Milly!”

ed upright and repressed
his breathing, His wan [ace flooded red.
I burst. out into tears. п sorry, Mr.
awfully sorry. Forgive me,

Mr. O'Hara.

A headshaking tremor seized O'Hara.
".. How... did it happen... ?
Whose idea was it. . . did you go to my
place knowing I was here looking for

From then on, sex and lies had to go
together for me. On that path there was
no turning back

‘Oh, no, Mr. O'Hara. Because of the
rain I couldn't work today. Mother and
I were worried about you—she told me
10 visit you—I thought maybe you had
come back from the hospital—so I went

to your place first—when I found out
you weren't home I wanted to leave
right away. Milly asked me to buy whis-
key for her—I did—1 didn't know how to
refuse—you know I don't drink. She got
drunk and grabbed me and excited me—
you know what | mean— swear, Mr.
O'Hara—t had no intention—I wouldn't
dream of it—especially after all you did
for us—I never touched a woman before
1 was virgin—then 1 couldn't help my-
seli—she told me
of other m
were made ol cardboard—I I
shouldn't repeat these things, but don't
you see I'm doing it to help you save
yourself from her—she's a
I'm so sorry—save yourself, Mr. O'Hara,
please save yourself!”

O'Hara believed me and felt bad il
Milly had taken my virginity. Tea

"How about having a J around here for a change?”

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132

came to his eyes. He patted my head.

"You're a good kid. Milly should not
have done this to you. But Milly is a kid,
100. She's my responsibility, my love, for
better or for worse. I'm а captain on a
sinking ship. 1 will not desert Milly—
regardless,

On the subway back to Brookl
saw а pair of pretty legs. Desire fanned
up and came to me like a
І felt foolish. If 1 hadn't
blurted the truth to O'Hara, I could have
returned to Milly.

Mother asked me if I had found the
tools I had sought. I could not become
an accomplished liar in one day. I lame-
ly told her I could not find what I
needed, then decided to go see Mr.
O'H at the hospital.

"Did you see Mrs. O'Hara?"

"Oh, Т forgot to tell. you—yes—you
know, I thought maybe he was home
from the hospital—he lives near the hos-

ital—it was raining hard—his place is
near the subway station—so 1 went to his
apartment first—I didn't go in—she came
10 the door. Mr. O'Hara's brother was
there—I think he lives there, too—they
were nice t0 me and told me Mr. O'Hara
was in the hospit: pretty
sick—he was glad to see me—he asked
about you—when he gets better he'll
visit us again —"

Regret veiled Mother's face. She knew
I was not telling the truth.

Laying Milly was my fall in the Gar-
den of Eden of our home. And I would
want more and more of that forbidden
fruit. I rebelled against the idea of being
watched by my father from the other
world.

When I went with Mother to the old
medium for the weekly spiritual com-
munication with Father, 1 saw it all
differently from when I was virgin. I
wanted the wilderness of the truth. My

future sex life could not bear to have
heaven as an audience. My senses clam-
огей for the smell and feel of woman

and not for the sterile phantasmagoria
of heaven. In the transformation I
nied sensuous liberty and forfeited the
ance that all things were the will of
God and death the door to the eternal
true Ше.

As old Mis. Miller went through the
routine of bringing messages from Fa-
ther, I saw her as a psychologist faker.

Т had sought and gotten Milly's thighs
and shattered the precious bond with
Mother. From then on I would lie with
ny wives, and surely not blurt the fact
to their husbands. I was to become a
competent liar and deceiver like count-
les millions of men and women.

Mike O'Hara never came to the house
again. Mother knew why, but never
brought up the subject. I eavesdropped
while she confided to my married sister.
“Му golden son has changed. He does not

look me in the суе. He has added more
ms to the head of good Mr. O'Hara. I
knew it would happen the day Mr.
O'Hara brought his wife here. Milly
is a puttana. What happened to
tro could not have been otherwise.
The flesh is as nothing. It is what Milly
has donc to his soul.

Now I am 55. I have a son in Palm
Beach, Florida, and a son in Hollywood,
California. My wife is still with me. The
attrition between sex and religion has
worn away. Sex and religion have be-
come one, and borh accrue to the greater
glory and sublime pleasure of the other.
Material things, social systems and mores
are wash to me. My spirit and flesh
dwell indivisible in heaven and the beds
of beautiful girls. 1 have united passion
and heaven for myself.

For years I had dreaded ever meeting
O'Hara again. Finally I felt quite posi-
tive that Mike and Milly O'Hara were
dead. But recently, after leaving the bistro
Tony's Wife, and while walking along
Second Avenue in the 50s, I came face to
face with Mike O'Hara. I tried to walk
past him, but O'Hara's еуез would not
allow ii

"Hello, Peter," he said in the very
same soft tone he had used decades be-
fore, and he motioned toward a nearby
bar. The bar was a popular scummy
little dive frequented by editors, TV
people, bums, prostitutes, fairies and Les
bians. It was the place where fragmented
lives started drinking in the morning.

Milly was sitting at a small round ta-
ble. Her appearance was shocking. Only
by her cyes did I recognize her; the mag-
nificent big, bold, black, amoral eyes.

“Milly, dearest,” said O'Hara, "you
remember young Peter." Milly grinned
and nodded. O'Hara said tenderly, com-
passionately, “My Milly has been
trough hell twice with two brain ope
tons for the removal of malignant tu-
mors. The Good Lord stood by her.”

Milly smiled her wild smile and said
with difficulty, “Hello... Petey . . . long
time. l'm a goddamn те + left side
paralyzed—it's a sonuvabitch—arm and
leg as dead as Kelsey's nuts . . . they can't
kill me—still in the race—can still lay
the Army and Navy—still tight where it's
good to be tight”

T've seen exhumed corpses look better
than Mike and Milly O'Hara. Milly was
bloated shapeless, her skin was sicken-
ing. her hair, still lividly black, was
cropped close and the frightening scars
of her brain operations showed. She
wore ridiculous big earrings, cheap rings,
and а tattered vomit-splattered dress,
The layers of paint on her face were
гу. Yet she still radiated a bestial sex
appeal. Milly O'Hara in her 60s, horri-
bly broken down, still flew the same
colors. There was a weird insensible fasci-

nation about her; the crazy but real,
never-ending magnetism of the putiana.
She drank her whiskey straight, washing
it down with beer, shakingly raising the
spilling glasses to her mouth.

1 noticed O'Hara's grimy black tie,
dirty ripped white shirt, shiny-worn,
and зше blue-serge sı
cracked beat brown shoes,
denture. He handled his whiskey glass
the same way he used to; the coddl
touch with the eversmoking cigarette
betwe his nicotine-dyed fingers. He
was а tall, bloodless, white-haired skele-
ton, а graveless Lazarus; and all that re-
mained were the cloudless blue cyes, his
fauldess long hands and the noble bonc-
work of his chaste face.

My "IIow've you been, Mike?” was as
hollow as his gaunt dying checks.

“гус been just fine, fine, Peter. My ul-
cers kick up now and then.
foods don't agree with me. Milly's been
bearing the cross. though. In and out of
hospitals. Last year she fell asleep smok-
ing. Set herself on fire. Bad infection.
But skin grafts fixed her up. Tm than
ful to God for Milly. I couldn't. live
without her. We get along swell.

I joined them drinking. O'Hara want-
ed to pay for the drinks. Said T was their
honored guest. While we were drinking,
Mi атса, and her urine formed a
pool in the sawdust on the floor.

"I'm sorry we sort of lost touch with
each other" said O'Hara. "Your first
novel is very dear to me. I reread it be
cause you describe your mother so lov-
gly. What year did she pass away to
her reward?"

I shrank from the mention of the past.
Guilt I could not stave off welled in me.
Mike, that's been ages ago."

Milly w sodden. She talked pro-
fancly of her sex id boasted that
she was better than ever at it

O'Hara smiled benignly
tle girl Milly who'll never grow up. Dear
God, I don't know what I'd do without
her."

They drank until midnight. Drinking
intensively, profoundly, as though their
drinking was the most sacred of rituals.
When T rose to leave, Milly was sprawled
face downward on the table. O'Hara,
his eyes pure, his voice clear and steady,
said, "Peter, l've been waiting for you. I
knew we'd see cach other again. There
is something I have to give to you. I knew
you'd be directed 10 me before 1 met my
Maker, because 1 prayed for it.”

He took my hand and pressed a
weathered scapular of the Blessed Heart
of Jesus into my hand; the very same
one my mother had given him. I did my
best to fight off tea

I'll never forget the peace that was in
Mike O'Hara's face.

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"But, Albert, we've set ihe date, hired the hall, mailed the
invitations, bought the cake and flowers, and everything . . . !

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never regretted my decision to have the
abortion.

Can you im
ful (not phy
giving a baby up for adoption
ing a child and fearing that he might fi
out he's а b:

I have nev any guilt feelings
about taking the life of the unborn. I
feel, instead, that I have saved an inno-
cent child from a lot of heartbreak.

Т am married now and have a little
boy. E thank God that I have a husband
to share this joy with. Had I not had the
abortion, T would probably not be mar-
ried now. I met my husband a week
after the operation.

If abortion we
risks of thi:
tion would v
all the fam
childre

gine anything more pain-

ed, the
otherwise dangerous opera
ly disappear. Think of
es who cannot afford the
they already have. Think of all
the quicks who would be put out of
business—and the girls’ lives that would
be saved.

re only le

(Name withheld by request)
Granada Hills, California

ALTERNATIVE TO ABORTION

My wife and 1 read your magazine
with great interest and, in particular,
The Playboy Philosophy and Forum.
The letter titled "Case for Abortion
the October Forum aroused my profe:
sional interest. This woman's implic:
tion that pregnancy was the root of her
psychiatric problems is probably incor-
rect, for it most likely unmasked pre-
existing problems. I am certain that
“having an abortion" would have had at
least as traumatic an effect on her psyche

as pregnancy, and added many more guilt
feelings.
Many people consider therapeutic abor-

tion merely am extension оГ contracep-
tion. Obviously the two are not related,
since onc proces occurs belore conception
- Therapeutic abortion
involves the taking of human lile for
theoretically humane reasons, the logical
extension of which would be the practice
of in the cases of senile or
cancerous: patients.

Superb methods of contraception have
heen devised in the past few years. First
there is now available a wide range of
dosages of the "pill"; this allows many
more women to tolerate it comfortably.
Second, the “shot” has been perfected
which will inh ovulation for three or
more months. after le injection.
‘Third, use of the intra-uterine con-
€ (IUCD) is becoming
id, especially in enlightened
communities. It is а simple plastic device
which needs only simple va al inser-
tion into the uterine cavity and which

uue contraceptive agent, not an
tifacient. When pregnancy is
months or years later, it is merely c:

"s

(continued [rom page 39)

tracted and the patient regains her
fertility.

These methods should offer complete
assurance of contraception to virtually
all women who desire it. I certainly hope
"Name withheld" this group, rather
than continuing to abstain. I believe the
above methods of contraception. and
those to be developed in the future to be
r more acceptable, less costly and less
angerous than therapeutic or criminal
abortior

Stephen L. Lars
Rochester, М

PLEA FOR THE PADDLE

In reference to the spanking discus-
sion in The Playboy Forum, let me say
that I have lived peaceably for many
years with a man who on kissing
me goodbye publicly, but rarely touches
me privately. I would have been happy

ave my bottom spanked rather than
ignored!

The cold austerity of complete
indifference is surely not to be preferred
to the emotional impetuosity of warm-
i wife's posterior, for whatever

of trying to seduce an oth-
factory husband with lovely
scents and lacy nightwear, elegant food
id flirtatious behavior, I am now re-
duced to daydreaming about what I
could possibly do, at my age. to irk him
into baring my bottom ing me
pink! Crumbs from Caesar's tabl
(Name withheld by request)
Auanta, Georgi

Those wives who insist that their hus-

1s spank them when they have
“misbehaved” (Jane McElroy, June
Forum) or when they are "bad girls”

(Mary McCoy, September Forum) are not
facing the real issue. In Jane's case, she
approved because her husband was assert-

ing his masculine domin п Mary's
case, she disapproved because she
claimed it was sadistic on the part of her

husband. In both cases, the r
sexual stimulation

Personally, I thoroughly enjoy а
spanking administered to me by my hus-
band! But only ав a means to an end (no
pun intended); that is, an interesting
variation in the art of love play before
sexual intercourse. After being married to
the same. partner for 27 vears, sexual life
a Lake on а sameness of pattern which
at times cries out for variety.

Quite by accident, my husband and 1
found out that, for us, spanking is one
answer. However, in our case, he doe
spank me to punish or to satisfy a sadis
tic bent; nor does he sp he seat of
my panties ший they smoke.”

In the spirit of fun one evening, we
»gaging in a bit of horseplay and

were

teasing when, in mock exasperation, he
turned me over his knee and proceeded
to spank me, but not brutally. After a
few spanks, what does a man do with a
bare bottom under his hand but go on
to fondle and caress?

Mrs. Edith Trusdall

Los Angeles, Californ

Recent letters (June and September
Forum) in regard to spanking left me
dismayed to discover that the editors dis-
approve of this as a method of disci-
pline. I should like to submit the case
for spanking, and I consider myself. well
qualified to do зо. Now 74 years old, T
have had three wives and cight daugh
ters—and have had occasion to spank all
eleven of them when it was required. All
are better women for

May I suggest that there are proper
procedures in spanking. I should
outline my methods for men who
cope with their women.

1. My children were always spanked
immediately after they had misbehaved,
as it is imperative to associate the spank-
ng with the misbehavior. As they grew
older, the girls were paddled for larger
infractions, such as impudence to their
mother or me and failure to return
home on time after dates.

2. My wives were always told that
they had "an appointment with me
Пакет in the evening when the children
were in bed, as I did not wish to have
them know that their mother was being
disciplined, and because I believe по
spanking is effective unless it is applied
to the bare bottom. This was difficult
during daytimes because of corsets.

3. It is important for the eha
seat himself either on a bed or
chair when administering the punish
ment, and then to place the female across
his knees so that the legs are perpendicu-
lar to the floor, so that the breasts of tlic
adult female are free of Ше chastiscr's
knees. This is known as the penitent po-
sition. Any kicki
must result in the
least five additional smacks.

. While in the penitent po: the
le is asked why she is being pad
dled. She will reply, “Because I was im-
" or whatever. This clears
nding and is thera-
infractions are dealt

tiser ıo
armless

fen

pudent, tardy,
up
peutic. Separate
with separately
5. The bottom is bared and spanked
about 20 times, which takes about 15 sec-
onds. This is no beating—it's a thorough
spanking which will in no way injure
but will make a very definite impression
Spanking slowly is sadistic. It should not
be done in ang
6. When finished, I always said to my
children and my wives, "Remember, you
have been spanked because I love you
and I care how you behave.” This helps
to mitigate the sting and obviates roent-
ment.

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7. I have al
Paul's letter to th

vays read to my wives St.
in which

he admonishes wives to "submit your-
nds,” and they
ble.

selves unto your own hus!
do not believe that 1 am
They have only been spanked for m
. whining and compl
nd overimbibing. 1 am sm
women had their bottoms
macked for these faults. there would be
more happy marriages. I have had three.
I should like in dosing to that
most women want to be spanked. In a
small soci z my wile once ad-
ked. Immedi-
ately every woman in the room gathered
around her and asked myriads of ques
tions. Most of them declared. immediate-
ly that their hu ids would not dare to
spank them. Their husbands, God bless
them, took the dare privately. I was later
thanked by many of these men privately.
May I suggest, therefore, that some of
you пу it? It not only warms а woman's
backside, but her loving nature as well.
Please withhold my name out of re-
spect to my famil
(№
Cincinnati, Ohio
Your adventures in chastisement ате
а bit too lovingly recounted and [ar loa
rimalized to be considered merely a
method of family discipline.

reasons

if more

Some form of spanking is used by
many couples as а sadomasochistic form
of sexual stimulation. Why is such stig-
ma placed on this form of precoital
play?

Му wife and I have used thi
occasionally over many ye:
ther of us feels particularly. perverted.
Since 1 would never willfully cause dis-
comfort to any li
spank my wife when she wants it for our
mutual sexual arousal, I hardly feel like
the Marquis de Sade. She will tease until
I threaten а spanking and then tease un-
til I administer it. It is a fetish with its
own ritualistic overtont She is most
used if I spank her bare-bottomed
across my lap, with a leather strap. It is

, gainst her
that excites her rather than any as-
ted pain. If I spank too severely,
the effect is ruined. I must spank harder
and harder she really wants up,
1 then give her a couple of unwanted
ts th: ly sting. These last couple
send her into the height of passion. The
intercourse that follows reaches peaks we
rarely reach in other ways.

We don't want to be analyzed. We

have a happy marriage and a completely
satisfying sexual life. However, there is a
question that I feel needs to be compe-
tently answered in a widely circulated
maga 15 ses n the

“I dunno — there's something about this sudden
cold snap that depresses the hell out of me.”

ing of children? 1 recall a young
e of our daughter talking about
a severe spanking she had received from
her father and saying, “I don't really
mind that it hurts so much, because
when it is over my bottom feels so warm
that I feel good all over."
(Name withheld by request)
West Orange, New Jersey
Psychiatrists differ greatly in their esti-
mates of the sexual element in child
spanking. There are numerous caves in
which adults take erotic pleasure in the
beating of children, and it is also pos-
sible for children to actually acquire an
erotic taste for being beaten. This ele-
ment is not necessarily present in the
physical punishment of children, how-
ever, and it is only when the discipline
is unusually severe, or bizarre, that it
deserves to be the subject of suspicion.

Т was surprised to see the letters you
published (September Forum) poking
fun at Mrs McEloys lener (June
nking. by mu
consent, might be ап interesting
tion in marriage. At the same time
you, very properly, defend cunnilinction
and fellatorism.

Why did you print an editorial repri-
mand beneath Mrs. McElroy's cour
geous lener when you at the same time
make a notlesscourageous crusade for
the two other “perversions”? What is the
difference?

Freud says:

The roots of
sadism, can be ¢ demonst

in the пог al. The sexu
ty of most men shows an adm

Forum) suggesting that sp:
tual

individ

ture of aggression, of
subdue, the biologi
of which lies in the necessity

overcoming the resistance of
sexual object by actions other th
mere courting, Sadism would then
correspond to an aggressive compo-
nent of the sexual instinct which
has become independent and cx.
gerated and has been brought to the
foreground by displi
"The concept of sa
in everyday speech [rom
tive or impetuous attitude toward
the sexual object to ап absolute
attachment of the gratifica
the subjection
the object. Strictly spe:

ing, only the

las extreme сае can claim the
name of perversion.
Freud further says:

Sadism and masochism occupy a
special place in the perversions, for
the contrast of aci
lying at thei
common tr

10 the

ts Of sexual life.

It seems, then, that Fi
golagnia а more biological

adivity than fellatio and cu
However, it is well known that

both
Freud and modern psychiatrists do not
consider sexual peculiarities as perver-

sions il parmers in their love play in-
tend to pass on to the definite sexual

п. The same atitude is taken by the
n Catholic Church.

‘The situation which Mrs. McCoy de-
scribes, of being spanked by her husband
and then made love to, could thus not
be labeled sadism if she is a consent
рампе

Th is a little absurd writin
mate things like these in scientific terms.
Like all other lore play. spanking for
the uninitiated may scem ridiculous in
cold print, but there is а sound biologi
cal base to it. I have reason to believe
that many well-balanced modern people
find intense enjoyment in now awl iien
regressing to а more primitive love play,
which has nothing to do with the bull-
whips or cato-ninctails Maybe the
bullwhips are substitutes for a symbolic
ritual full of meaning and mutual tc
derness, where the mutual. satislaction
derives from the submission of the fe-
male and not from any gritting of teeth

Those of us who have been fortun:
enough to be. as i were, sound
boards for holidaying American. wom
grievances. certainly have gotten
impression that though the sophisticated
n woman may not be able to do
is a hewer of wood and
drawer of water, she at least someumes
likes to pretend that she is not the domi-
nant part in the old love game between
the sexes.

3

bout int

s
the

(Name withheld by request)
Malmo, Sweden

T was quite a bit surprised to read the
leners of sympathy and. understand ng
magazine concerning the prob-
lem of the man who was jailed for "sod
omy.” while Mrs Jane McElroy, the
wife who leis her husband spank her,
was turned off as а nut. It seems to me
that her perversion is no more abnormal
and not as distasteful as the "oralgenital
intimacy” that your readers rose to
defend.

Perhaps it is because of the contest in
which Mrs. McElroy pur the m
ing in effect husband spanks her
as punishme isbehavior. This, I

proper,
the relationship: betwee
band and wife, not to mention the
equality between the sexes. On the other
hand. it never occurs to your readers
that quite possibly Mrs, McElroy bares
her bonom 10 her husband's puddle be-
cause, Uke myself. she gets erotic. pleas-
ure from it and is. therefore, more
pasvonare in the embrace of her hus-
band. Such an admission might be more
embarrassing to her than to say, as she
did, that she misbehaved and was
spanked for i

in ye

would

agree,
ollends

My husband and I have excessive crot-
ic zones in the flesh of our buttocks
which are excited by the stinging pain
that accompanies а se 1
vas what is known as a ^ woman,
1 my husband could not reach a cli-
max, but after hard spi on our
bare bottoms, we are able to have normal
sex relations.
find the spankings themselves are
mp us as а cou-
queers,” but we have never
harmed anyone. We have reared а cou-
p'e of children, No, we did not bring
them in to see us spank each other. 1 do
not suppose that even your “orakgenital-
ist" brought in his children to witness
his act. No. Our sexual relations (and 1
am daiming our spankings are part of
these), like all other civilized peop'e's,
were always curried on in complete
privacy
Tam 60 years old and my hush
We have been married for more tl
years. We have a few advanced scholastic

эша

of vocation,
tucked away on
years this has been our spanking house.
When the urge comes vpon us, we drive
out there, like you might 1 fish
tip. Have we done wrong? Throughout
] these years we have never met others
with ovr predilection for spanking, but
Mrs. McElroy's letter indicates that they
do exist.

y lodge

an isolated lake. For

ke
ake

(Name withheld by request)
Glendale, Hlinoi

admire your stand on sexual frec-
dom so much that I hesitate 10 mention

what 1 consider а lapse in your consist-
єпсү. In recent issues you have not
actually condemned. but vou. have d

approved of and mocked certain sexual
practices which nevertheless fit into the
broad category of "relations between
conse adults which do no harm to
others, nor result in physical damage to

the partners involved.” I am th
specifically of your discussior
ad spank

of kareza
i don't. particularly
ov either of пух. of
I don't expect you to recommend
bur T was surprised by your rone
of disapproval and mockery. I people
enjoy them, why not be tolerant? E al-
ways thought that the basic point of
Philosophy w “They are
wrong amd we are righ” but, rather,
“Let the individual decide for himself.”
W. Wellman
Los Ange'es. California
The letter concerning karezra—or. coi-
tus reservatus—appeared in “The Play-
boy Advisor” and we jel justified. in
advising our readers to avoid а sexual
technique that most modem authorities
consider emotionally. harmful. If anyone
wants to ignore our advice, he is perfectly

з. Now, I

en thesc and.

course,
ther

your as not

welcome lo do so, and you won't find
us agitating for our 50 states to add anti-
karezza laws to their current crazy-quilt
patchwork of sex statutes,

Our attitude toward. adult spanking
is quite a different maller, however, and
we had not intended to seem either dis-
approving or mocking in our previous
responses то "Forum" letters on this sub-
ject. Our critical comments in both the
June and September issues were directed,
not at the practice as a source of erotic
stimulation, but at the readers
tions that the activity something
other than sexual in nature. Such mill
forms of sadomasochism are less likely
to be harmful in consensual sex relations
than the vigid rejection of variations in
sexual foreplay in the belief that they
ave unnatural or perverted. In his book
“The Art and Science of Love,” Dr.
Albert Ellis stat

conten
was

The desire to have some degree of
physical pain inflicted upon oneself
in order to aid sex gratification is
another aspect of sexual. normality
when it is kept within reasonable
limits. As soon, however. as ane is
unable lo achieve arousal or orgasm
without having fairly intense physi-
cal pain or mental humiliation
inflicted on oneself, one begins lo
lap over into sexual. deviation.

H should go without saying, in
this modern day and age, that some
of the most sexually arousing and
orgasin-producing methods are those
which for many centuries prior io
this have been taboo in our society
bui are now more widely accepted.
Oral-genital contact, anal insertion,
mild sadomasochistie foray
similar so-called. perversions are cs-
sential for the maximum arousal
and satisfaction of literally millions
of individuals in today’s world.

Consequently, апу person whose
husband ov wife is dificult 10 avons
or satisfy should be especially unshy
about Irving all. possible technique
including many of those which were
erroneously considered. perverted
the past, but which are now com-
monly accepted ах a normal рай of
human sex. behavior.

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(continued from page 44)
back seat of a car that I'm just not a
schoolteacher.

PLAYBOY: though you're not a
schoolteacher, wouldn't you like to help
the young people who dig you from
turning into what. some of their parents
have become?

DYLAN: Well, I must say that I really
don't know their parents. 1 really don’t
know if anybody's parents are so bad.
Now, I hate to come on like a weakling
or a coward, and I realize it might seem
kind of irreligious, but I'm really not
the right person to wamp around the
county saving souls. | wouldn't run
over anybody that was laying in the
street, and I certainly wouldn't become a
1. 1 wouldn't think twice about
ing а starving man a digareue. But
I'm not à shepherd, And I'm not about
to save anybody from fate, which I know
nothing about, “Parents” is not the key
word here. The key word is “destiny.” I
can't save them from that.

PLAYBOY: Still, thousands of young рео:
ple look up to you as a kind of folk
hero. Do you [eel some sense of respon-
sibility toward them?

DYLAN: 1 don't feel I have any responsi
bility, no. Whoever it is that listens to
my songs owes me nothing. How could 1
possibly have any responsibility to any
Kind of thousands? What could possibly
make me think that 1 owe anybody any-
thing who just happens to be there? Ive
never written any song that begins with
the words “I've gathered you here to
night . Im not about to tell any
body to be а good boy or a good girl and
they'll go to heaven. 1 really don't know
what the people who are on the receiv-
ing end of these songs think of me,
way. I's horrible. ЕШ bet Tony Bennett
doesn’t have to go through this kind of
thing. 1 wonder what Billy the Kid
would have answered to such a question.
PLAYBOY: In their admiration for you,
many young people have begun to im-
itate the way you dress—which one
adult commentator has called “sdf
consciously oddball and defiantly soppy.”
Whats your reaction to that kind of
putdown?

DYLAN: Bullshit, Oh, such bullshit. |
know the fellow that said that. He used

Even

to come

ound here and get beat up all
the time. He
people are after him. They're going to
strip him naked and stick him in Times
Square. They're going 10 tie him up, and
alo put a thermometer in his mouth.
"Those kind of morbid ideas and remarks
are so petty—I mean thei war going
on. People got ricket body wants
to start a riot: 40-year-old women are
cating spinach by the carload: the doc
tors haven't got а cure for cancer—and

better watch it: some

s

every

here's some hillbilly talking about how
he doesn't like somebody's clothes.
Worse than that, it gets printed and in-
nocent people have to read it. This is a
terrible thing. And he's a terrible man.
Obviously, he's just living off the fat of
himself, and he's expecting his kids to
take care of him. His kids probably lis-
ten to my records. Just because my
clothes are too long, does that mean I'm
unqualified for what I do?

PLAYBOY: No, but there are those who
think it docs—and many of them scem to
fecl the same way about your long hair.
But compared with the shoulderlength
coillures worn by some of the male sing-
ing groups these days, your tonsorial
tastes are on the conservative side. How
do you feel about these farout hair
styles?

DYLAN: The thing that most people
don't realize is that it's warmer to have
long hair. Everybody wants to be warm.
People with short hair freeze easily.
Then they wy to hide their coldness,
and they get jealous of everybody that’s
warm. Then they become either barbers
ог Congressmen. A lot of prison wardens
have short hair. Have you ever noticed
that Abraham Lincoln's hair was much
longer than John Wilkes Boots?
PLAYBOY: Do you think Lincoln wore his
hair long to keep his head warm?
DYLAN: Actually, | think it was for medi-
cal reasons, which are none of my busi-
ness. But I guess if you figure it out, you
realize that all of one's hair surrounds
and lays on the brain inside your head.
Mathematically speaking. the more of it
you can get out of your head, the better.
People who want free minds sometimes
overlook the fact that you have to have
an unduttered brain. Obviously, if you
get your hair on the outside of your
head, your brain will be Че more
freer. But all this talk about long hi
just a trick. It's been thought up by men
and women who look like cigars—the
antbhappiness committee. They're all
frecloaders and cops. You can tell who
they аге: ve always carrying calen-
dars, gu They're all trying
to get into your quicksand, They think
you've got something. 1 don't know why
‘Abe Lincoln had long hair.

PLAYBOY: Until your abandonment of
“message” songs, you were considered
not only a major voice in the student
protest moyement but a militant cham-
pion of the civil rights struggle. Accord-
ing to friends, you seemed to feel a
special bond of kinship with the Student
Nonviolent Coordinating Commitee,
which you actively supported both as a
performer and as a worker. Why have
you withdrawn from participation in all
these causes? Have you lost interest im
protest as well as in protest song;
DYLAN: Аз as SNCC is concerned, 1
knew some of the people in it, but [
only knew them as people, not as of any
part of something that was bigger or bet-

ter than themselves. I didn't even know
what civil rights was before 1 met some
of them. I mean, I knew there were Ne-
groes, and I knew there were a lot of
people who don't like Negroes. But I got
to admit that if I didn't know some of
the SNCC people, | would have gone on
thinking that Martin Luther King was
really nothing more than some underpriv
ileged war hero. І haven't lost any inter
cst in protest since then. I just didn't
have any interest in protest to Бері
with—any more than I did in war heroes.
You can't lose what you've never had.
Anyway, when you don't like your s
tion, you either leave it or else you over-
throw it. You can't just stand around
and whine about it People just get
aware of your noise; they really don't
get aware of you. Even if they give you
what you want, it’s only because you're
making too much noise. First thing you
know, you want something else, and
then you want something else, and then
you want something else, until finally it
isn't a joke nd whoever
you're protesting ag; pally gets all
fed up and stomps on everybody. Sure,
you can go around trying to bring up
people who are lesser than you, but then
don't forget, you're messing around with
gravity. 1 don't fight gravity. I do believe
equality, but I also believe in distance.
PLAYBOY. Do you mean people keeping
their racial distance?

DYLAN: I believe in people keeping every-
thing they've got

PLAYBOY. Some people might feel that
you're trying to cop out of fighting for
the things you believe in.

DYLAN: Those woull be people who
think 1 have some sort of responsibility
toward them. They probably want me to
help them make friends. 1 don't know.
They probably either want to set me in
their house and have me come out every
hour and tell them what time it is, or
else they just want to stick me in be-
tween the mattress. How could they pos-
sibly understand what I believe in?
PLAYBOY: Well, what do you believe in?
DYLAN: I already told you.

PLAYBOY: АП right. Many of your folk-
singing colleagues remain actively
volved in the fight for civil rights, free
speech and withdrawal from Vietnam.
Do you think they're wrong?

DYLAN: 1 don't think they're wrong, if
thats what they sec themselves doing.
But don't think that what you've got out

jua-

anymor

nst

there is a bunch of little Buddhas all
parading up and down. People that use
God as a weapon should be amputated

upon, You scc it around here all the
time: “Be good or Сой won't like you,
and you'll go to hell.” Things like that.
People that march with slogans and
things tend to take themselves a little
too holy. It would be a drag if they, too,
started using God as a wcapoi

PLAYBOY: Do you think it’s pointless to
dedicate yourself to the cause of peace
and racial equality?

DYLAN: Not pointless to dedicate your-
self to peace racial equality, but

rather, it’s pointless to dedicate yourself
tess.

to the cause; that’s really
That's very unkno
of peace" is just like saying “
butter.” I mean, how can you listen lo
anybody who wants you to believe he's
dedicated to the hunk and not to the
butter? People who can't conceive of
how others hurt, they're trying to change
the world. They're all afraid to admit
that they don't really know cach other.
They'll all probably be here long after
we've gone, and we'll give birth to new
ones. But they themselyes—I don't think
they'll give birth to anything.

PLAYBOY: You sound a bit fatalistic.
DYLAN: I'm not fatalisuc. Bank tellers
are fatalistic, clerks аге fatalistic. I'm a
farmer. Who ever heard of а fatalistic
rmer? I'm not fatalistic. I smoke а lot
of cigarettes, but that doesn't make me
fatalisti
PLAYBOY: You were quoted recently
saying that "songs can't save the world.
I've gone through all that." We tke it
you don't share Pete Seeger’s belief that
songs can change people, that they can
help build international understand)
DYLAN: On the international understand-
ing part. that's OK. But you have a
translation problem there. Anybody
with this kind of a level of thinking has
to also think about this transl:
thing. But 1 don't bclieve songs
change people anyway. I'm not Pinoc-
chio. I consider that an insult. I'm not
part of that. 1 don't blame anybody for
thinking that way. But I just don't do-
nate any money to them. I don't con-
sider them anything like unhip; they're
more in the rubber-band category.
PLAYBOY: How do you feel about those
who have risked imprisonment by burn-
ing their draft cards to signify their
opposition to U.S. involvement in Vict-
пат, and by refusing—as your friend
Joan Baez has done—to pay their income
es as a protest against the Govern-
ments expenditures оп war and weap-
onry? Do you think they're wasting their
ne?

DYLAN: Burning draft
end any war. It’s not
any lives. Ш someone
см with himself by
at's: gre:

rds isn't going to
going to save
feel moi
burning
t; but if he's just

her

income problems. The only
ig I can tell you about Joan Baez is
that she's not Belle Sta
PLAYBOY: Writing
draftcard burners ifist income-
tax evaders,” one columnist called such
protesters “no less outside society than

ax

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PLAYBOY

the junkie, the homosexual or the mass
murderer.” What's your reaction?
DYLAN: І don't believe in those terms.
They too hysterical. They don't de-
scribe anything. Most people think that
homosexual, gay, queer, queen. fagsot
are all the same words. Everybody thinks
that a junkie is a dope freak. As far as
I'm concerned, I don't consider myself
outside of anything. I just consider my-
self nol around,

PLAYBOY: Joan Baez recently opened a
school in northern С for t
ing civil rights workers in the philoso-

for п

phy and techniques of nonviolence. Are
you in sympathy with that concept?
DYLAN: If you mean do I agree with it or

Пу don't see anything to be in
agreement with. If you mean has it got
my approval, I guess it does, but my ap
proval really isn’t going to do it
good. I don't know about other people
sympathy, but my sympar
lame and crippled and beautiful things
J have а feeling of loss of power—some-
thing reincarnation

don't feel that for mech
cars or schools I'm s
school, but if you're asking me would 1
go to it, I would have to say no.
PLAYBOY: As a college dropout in your
freshman year, you seem to take a dim
view of schooling in general, whatever
the subject.

DYLAN: 1 Шу don't think about it.
PLAYBOY: Well, have you ever had any
regrets about not completing college?
DYLAN: That would be ridiculous. Col-
leges are like old-age homes; except for
the fact that more people die in colleges
than in old-age homes, there's really no
dillerence. People have one great bless-
ing—obscurity—and not really 100 many
people are thankful for it. Everybody is
always taught to be thankful for their
food and clothes and things like that,
but not to be thankful for their obscu
ty. Schools don't teach that; they teach
people to be rebels and lawyers. I'm not
going to put down the teaching sys
that would be too silly. I's just that it
really doesn't have too much to teach.
Colleges are part of the Am
tution; everybody respects them. They're
luential, but they have
y to do with survival. Everybody
knows i
PLAYBOY. Would you advise y
ple to skip college, then?
DYLAN: I wouldn't advise anybody to do
1 certainly wouldn't advise
somebody not to go to college; I just
wouldn't pay his way through college.
PLAYBOY: Don't vou think the things one
learns in college can help emich one's
life?

DYLAN: І don't think anything like that
is going to enrich шу life, no—not my
life, anyway. Things are going to hap-

ea

ican insti-

very rich and

noth

ag peo-

үз:

ао pen whether I know why they happen or

not. Tt just gets more complicated when

you stick yourself into it. You don't find
out why things move. You let them
move; vou watch them move; you siop
them
nd

them from moving: you start
moving. But you don't sit around
пу to figure out why there's movement
unless, of course, you're just an innocent
moron. or some wise old Japanese man.
Out of all the people who just lay
round and ask “Why?", how many do
you figure really want to know?
PLAYBOY: Can you suggest a better use
for the four years that would otherwise
he spent in college?
DYLAN: Well, vou could h
Italy: you could go to Mexico: you could
become а dishwasher: you could even go
to Arkansas. I don't know; there are
ds of things to do and places
to go. Everybody thinks that you have to
bang your head against the wall, but it's
Hy when you really t
mean, here you have fantasi
working on ways to prolong h
ing. and then you have other
who take it for g

ng around in

n liv-
people
anted that you have to
beat your head against the wall in order
to be happy. You can't take everything
you don't like as a personal insult. T
guess you should go where your wants
are bare, where you're invisible and not
needed.

PLAYBOY: Would you classify sex
your wants, wherever you go:
DYLAN: Sex tempor:
n't love. You can get sex anywhere.
If you're looking for someone to love
you, now that's different. I guess you
have to stay in college for that.
PLAYBOY: Since you didn't мау in col-
lege, do 1 mean you haven't found
someone to love you?

DYLAN: Let's go on to the next question
PLAYBOY: Do you have any difficulty re-
lating to people—or vice versa?

DYLAN: Well, sometimes I have the feel-
ing that other people want my soul. И
I say to them, “I don't have а soul,” they
L know that. You don't have to tell
me that. Nor те. How dumb do you
think I am? l'm your friend." Wi
1 say except that I'm sorry and 1 feel
bad? | guess maybe feeling bad and
paranoia are the same thi
PLAYBOY: l to be one of
the mental st
such halluci

is a

th

an

Paranoia is s

ogenic drugs as peyote and
LSD. Considering the risks involved, do
you think that experimentation with
such drugs should be part of the growing:
up experience for а young person?

DYLAN: I wouldn't advise anybody to use
drugs—certainly not the hard drugs;
drugs are medicine. But opium and hash
and pot—now, those things aren't drugs;
they just bend your mind a little. I think
everybody's mind should be bent once in
a while. Not by LSD, though. LSD is
medicine—a different id of medicine.

Tt makes you aware of the universe, so to
speak; you realize how foolish objects
аге. But LSD is not for groovy people;
it’s for mad, hateful people who want
revenge. It's for people who usually have
heart attacks, They ought to usc it at the
Geneva Convention.

PLAYBOY: Arc you concerned, as you ap
proach 30, that you may begin to "go
square," lose some of your openness to
experience, become lecry of change and
new experiment

DYLAN: No. But if it happens, then it hap
pens. What can I say? There doesn't
seem to be any tomorrow, Every time I
wake up, no matter in what position,
always been today. To look ahead and
start worrying about trivial little things
I can't really say has any more impor-
псе than looking back and remember-
ing trivial litle things. I'm not going to
become any poetry instructor at any
girls’ school: 1 know that for sure. But
that’s about all 1 know for sure. ТЇЇ just
keep doing these different things, T
guess.

PLAYBOY: Such as?

DYLAN: Waking up in different positions.
PLAYBOY: Whar els
DYLAN: I'm just like anybody els
anything once.
PLAYBOY: Includ

м

; PI uy

g theft and murder?
DYLAN: 1 can't really say I wouldn't com-
mit theft or murder and expect anybody
to really believe me. І wouldn't believe
anybody if they told me that.

PLAYBOY: Ву their mid-20s, most. people
have begun to seule into their niche, to
find a place in society. But you've man-
aged to remain inner-directed and un-
committed. What was it that spurred
you to run away from home six times
between the ages of ten and eighteen
and finally 10 leave for good?

DYLAN: It was nothing: it was just an ac
cident of geography. Like if T was born
and raised in New York or Kansas City,

I'm sure everything would have turned
out different. But Hibbing, Minnesota,
was just not the right place for me to
stay and live. There really was nothing
there. The only thing you could do
there was be a miner, and even that kind
of thing was getting less and les. The
people that lived there—they're nice peo-
ple; I've been all over the world since I
left there, and they still stand ош as
being the least hung-up. nes were
just dying, that’s all; but that’s not their
fault. Everybody my age left
there. It was no great romantic thing. It
didn't take any great amount of think
ing or 1 genius, and there cer-
nly wasn't any pride in it. 1 didn't run
way from it; J just turned. my back on
it. It couldn't give me anything. It was
very void-like. So leaving wasn't hard at
all; е been much harder to
want to die there. As T
think about jt now, though, it wouldn't
be such а bad place to go back to and

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dic in. There's no place I feel closer to
now, or get the feeling that I'm part
of, except maybe New York; but I'm
not a New Yorker. I'm North Dakota—
Minnesota-Midwestern. I'm that color.
1 speak that way. I'm from someplace
called Iron Range. My brains and feel-
g have come from there. I wouldn't
amputate on a drowning man: nobody
from out there would.

PLAYBOY: Today, you're on your way to
becoming a millionaire. Do you feel in
any danger of being trapped by all this
affluence—by the things it can buy?
DYLAN: No, my world is very small.
Money cant really improve it
money can just keep it from being
smothered.

PLAYBOY: Most big stars find it difficult
to avoid getting involved, and sometimes
entangled, in managing the business end
of their carcers. Аз а шап with three
thriving careers—as a concert performer,
recording маг and songwriter—do you
ever fecl boxed in by such noncreative
responsibilities?

DYLAN: No, Гус got other people to do
that for me. They watch my moncy; they
guard it. They keep their eyes on it at
all times; they're supposed to be very
smart a it comes to money. They
know just what to do with my money. I
pay them a Jot of it. I don't really speak
to them much, and they don't really
spcak to me at all, so I guess everything
is all right.

PLAYBOY: If fortune hasn't tapped you,
how about fame? Do you find that your
celebrity makes it difficult to keep your
private life intact?

DYLAN: My private life has been danger-
ovs from the beginning. All this does is
add a little atmosphere.

wh

PLAYBOY: You used to cnjoy wandering
across the country—taking off on open-
end wri hing it from town to
town, with no particular destination in
4. But you seem to be doing much
less of that these days. Why? Is it because
you're too well known?

DYLAN: It’s mainly because I have to be
in Cincinnati Friday night, and the next
night I got to be in Atlanta, and then
the next night after that, I have to be in
Buffalo. Then I have to write some more
songs for a record album.

PLAYBOY: Do you get the chance to ride
your motorcycle much anymore?

DYLAN: Lm still very patriotic to the
highway, but I don't ride my motorcycle
too much anymore, no.

PLAYBOY: How do you get your kicks
these days, then?

DYLAN: I hire people to look into my
eyes, and then 1 have them kick me.
PLAYBOY: And that’s thc way you get
your kicks?

DYLAN: No. Then I forgive them; that's
where my kicks come
PLAYBOY: You told an interviewer last
year, “I've done everything I1 ever
wanted to.” If that's truc, what do you
have to look forward to?
DYLAN: Salvation. Just plain salv;
PLAYBOY: Anything сіе?

DYLAN: Praying. I'd also like to start a
cookbook maga And Гус always
wanted to be a boxing referee, I want to
referee a heavyweight championship
fight. Can you imagine that? Can you
imagine any fighter in his right mind
ng me?

PLAYBOY: If your popularity were to
wane, would you welcome being anony-
mous again?
DYLAN: You m

ion.

ine.

n welcome it, like I'd

"How do you expect to haue
hallucinations if you don't eat your mushrooms?"

welcome some poor pilgrim coming in
from the rain? No, I wouldn't welcome
it; Td accept it, though. Someday, ob-
viously, I'm going to have to acccpt it.
PIAYBOY: Do you ever think about
marrying, settling down, having а home,
maybe living abroad? Arc therc any
luxuries you'd like to have, say, a yacht
or a Rolls-Royce?

DYLAN: No, I don't think about ihosc
things. If I felt like buying anything, Га
buy it. What you're asking me about is
the future, my future, I'm the last per-
son in the world to ask about my future.

PLAYBOY: Are you saying you're going to
be passive and just let things happen to
you?

DYLAN: Well, that's being very philo-
sophical about it, but I guess it's true.
PLAYBOY: You once planned to write a
novel. Do you still?

пом. Other
don't interest me anymore.
PLAYBOY: Do you have any unfulfilled
nbitions?

DYLAN: Well, 1 guess I've always wanted
to be Anthony Quinn in La Strada. Not
always—only for about six years now;
not one of those childhood-dream
. Oh, and come to think of
guess I've always wanted to be Brigitte
Bardot, too; but I don't really want to
think about that too much.

PLAYBOY: Did you ever have the standard
boyhood dream of growing up to be
President?

DYLAN: No. When I was a boy, Harry
"Truman was President; who'd want to
be Hamy Truman?

PLAYBOY: Well let's suppose that you
were the President. What would you
accomplish during your first thousand
days?

DYLAN: Well, just for laughs, so long as
you insist, the first thing I'd do is proba-
bly move the White House. Instead of
being in Texas, itd be on the East Side
in New York. McGeorge Bundy would
ve to change his name, and
1 McNamara would be forced to
cap and shades. I would
immediately rewrite The Star-Spangled
Banner, and little school children, in-
stead of memorizing America the Beauti-
ful, would have to memorize Desolation
Row [опе of Dylan's latest songs]. And 1
would immediately call for a showdown
with Mao Tsetung; I would fight him
personally—and Га get somebody 10
film it.

PLAYBOY: One final question: Even
though you've more or less retired from
political and social protest, can you con-
ceive of any circumstance that might
persuade you to reinvolve yoursel
DYLAN: No, not unless all the people in
the world disappeared.

PLAYBOY PANEL
(continued from page 58)

agreed mainly to disagree with the other
panelists about not only the nature of,
the reasons for and the consequences of
the current crisis in relations between the
police and the public, but also what to
do about it, He shares the conviction of
many law-enforcement officials through-
out the country that recent Supreme
Court rulings in the civiHiberties field
are handeufhng the police in their efforts
to maintain Jaw and order in the
of what FBI police
figures indi
of unprecedented dimensions. Neither he
nor the other panelists, however, agr
with those who feel that the рої
should be given carte-blanche author
10 "stop and frisk” any citizen in the
streets, lo enter and search any home
without a warrant, то use wire taps, hid
den microphones and cameras. pecphole
surveillance, lie detectors and other such
constitutionally controversial devices in
order to stem this alleged crime wave.

Citing such abuses as police brutality
illegal invasions of privacy and unethi
cal interrogation procedures, other рап:
clists felt that police power—lar. from
being inadequate to cope with crime
which they denied is on the upsurge
—has already exceeded its rightful au.
thority and, in some even the
bounds of the Constitution, and must
therefore be abridged rather than cx-
panded. As a deterrent to such violations
of individual rights, several members of
the panel recommended the establish-
ment of civilian review boards em
powered to investigate complaints of
improper law-enforcement prac
to enforce appropriate disciplinary ас
tion. Feeling that such boards would
serve only to further frustrate the police
the performance of their duty, Pro
fessor Inbau and Judge Leighton thought
that police departments should be al-
lowed to police themselves via internal
vestigative agencies. It was suggested.
lly, by Mi. Pemberton, Judge Leigh-
and De an that the quality
of law enforce nust be improved
by adopting training programs for police
recruits that would include schooling
not only in the best modera techniques
of police work but in the scope of civil
liberties and the limitations of their own
authority.

Though your assessments of the prob.
lem, and the solutions you've suggested
lor it, have been widely divergent, we
feel that the light and heat generated by
this exchange has helped not only 10
confirm the complexity of the crisis bur
to clarify the issues involyed—and to
point the way toward understanding,
Thank you, gentlemen.

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600 active members on several campuses
—is the May ?nd Мохепи n out-
growth of the Мау 9nd Committee
formed at a socialist conference
March 1964. Its name comes тоз

the fact
that on May 2nd of that year, the Move-

ment or

ized a march on the United
protesting the war in Vietnam.
Like the DuBois Clubs, the Ma
they term “.
icin imperialism primary target.
Admitting frequent, informal ties with
the Progres bor Party, May 2nd
y have been taken over
by the PLP. They call their nascent or-
cal student peace
." but they are not pacifists.
" says one of their leaders,
ask the Vietcong or the black people
in Northern ghettos to be nonviolent.
Oh, Т used to be a pacifist, but I never
Dad to try it out. However

ne or a
wr hit by a cop cannot be
sked 10 be nonviolent. Pacifism is irrel
evant lor them.

Old-line, ant st leftists such
as Socialist Norman Thomas and Bayard

Rusti
ther

chief. strategist for. Martin. Lu-
g, condemn the overt commu-

nism of the PLP; and they consider the
DuBois Clubs and the May 2nd Move
ment as at best politically naive and at
wort casy prey to ipulation by
Communists. SDS. SNCC and the North-
ern Student Movement resent the i
plication that they can be successfully
infiltrated. They will cooperate with the
DuBois Clubs and the May 2nd Move-
ment—though not with the rigid, raucous
PLP—on specific projects, maintaining
own stubborn independence. Since
they practice total inner democ
have no patience with ideologies,
whether Soviet or Chinese, they arc con-
fident they can protect themsely

On one occasion. a PLP member
infiltrated a SNCC unit in the South, be
coming editor of that group's local news-
paper. When the paper began to look as
if it had been programed by a computer
in Peking. the journalistic James Bond of
the PLP was dismissed,

“Look,” says С, Clark Kissinger, a short,
wiry, 24-year-old graduate of the Univer-
sity of Chicago (where he majored in
mathematics) and now a full-time strate-
gist for SDS, “we began by rejecting the
old sectarian Left and its ancient quar-
rels. We are interested in direct. action

and specific issues. We do not spend
endless hows debating the nature of
Soviet Russia.”

In agreement with Kissinger is 28-
year-old Bill Strickland, а tall. slim, pe
vasively hip Negro who directs the
Northern Student Movement from. а
office in Harlem. A magna cum laude
graduate of Harvard who wrote his mas
ter’s thesis on Malcolm X, Strickland
aks for the majority of today’s radical
an young when he insists: “Wh
revolution’ does occur will be an
American revolution, coming out of the
Am experience. Well have to
evolve our own ideology. You can't im-
pose an alien ideology in the United
States. We're not interested in а guy's
memorizing "Trotsky's theory of perm:
or in some Stalinist with
pterested in creating new
nstitutions."
mber of SNCC, “the
© ists, they're empty, man, empty.
They've got the same stale ideas, the
same bureaucracy they've always had.
When he gets mixed up with us, а Com-
mie dies and а person develops.”

The Northern Student. Movement—
the SNEG of the North—was formed in
1961. Manned largely by college stu-
dents, some of whom dropped ош of
school for а time to work in the field,
the NSM at first concentrated on tutor
al programs for children in Negro slum
In the last year, its focus has changed to
helping the poor—the black poor—organ-
ize themselves inio power blocs.

With some 2000 student members on
73 campuses, the Northern Student
Movement has 32 feld secretaries and
40 full-time volunteer workers Now
all in the field are Negro. En-
community organizing in Bos
ton, Hartford. Detroit, Philadelphia and
Harlem, they are acting as catalysts Гог
rent strikes, political action, pressure on
Waron-Poverty officials to enlist the
poor in decision making, and otherwise
as stimuli for the previously voiceless to
join forces. "We go way bevond voter

ion," says Suickland. “What's
the poi g people registered so
they're swallowed by the same old
mechanistic political macl We're
engaged in creating new political struc
tures for а really new society.

A switch to politics is also a major
part of the new direction being taken by
CORE concentrated
its energies on civil rights breakthroughs
om public accommodations to jobs—
but now, CORE'sformer national director,
James Farmer, emphasizes, “our goal is
power, political power" (see When Will
the Demonstvationy End?, PLAyeov, Jan-
ry 1966. and Mood Ebony, PLAYBOY,

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forms and new

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to mobilize thc
force for political
action.” Depending on

centers, North
Negro ghettos

and commu

the circumstances, CORE will either en.
reedom democratic movements”
within the Democratic Party or it will
start parallel parties, as it already has i
the Brooklyn Freedom De i

The concept of
new groupings when traditional institu-
tions are failing the poor—is central to
many of ent movements.
ippi Freedom Dem
mbers of SDS and other

ail
the

ABLES,
dramati;

ng their protest ag
in Vietnam: and both CORE a
sce no reason why there cannot be par
Hel labor unions when regular unions
"st Negroes

ath, and one from
which North s draw many of
their ideas, is SNCC. Started five years
ago аз an outgrowth of the first. sit-ins
and Freedom Rides. SNCC has primarily
worked in rural areas, but is now сх.
panding into such Southern cities as
Atlanta, Montgomery and. Birmingham.
SNCC is not a membership organization.
although "Friends of SNCC” exist on
many campuses. To be in SNCC itsell.
however. requires a total commitment of
time and energy. Making that commit-
ment are 200 paid workers in the feld
(paid at the barest subsistence level)

250 full-time volun

After organizing voter registration
campaigns—olten under extremely haz-
ardous conditions —SNCC, too, has moved
into politics. The Mississippi Freedom
Democratic Party has been able to force
its challenge of the five Mississippi seats
in the House of Representatives onto
the floor of the House itself, It did not
win the challenge. but it brought abrasive

national attention to the fact that the
present Congressmen [rom Mississippi

1;

rly represent all of its cit

SNCC pioneered in another kind of
parallel institution—the Freedom School.
In protest against the inferiority of Mis-
sisippi education for Negroes as well as
ast the absence of Negro and Afri
history in Negro schools, SNCC set
up its ow . The idea has been
taken over throughout the North by
such groups as CORE and the NSM. The
newest SNCC parallel шоп is the
Mississippi Freedom Labor Union. In
ppi delta, where laborers are
paid 30 cents an hour, the MFLU's basic
demand of plantation owners is that they
comply with the Federal minimum wage
law of 51.25 an hour. Despite reprisals
by exacerbated employers, strikes con-
tinue and membership is spreading.

In alb of its activities. the heart of
SNCC's philosophy is “participatory de-
mocacy” and the right of the poor to
decide for and by themselves what the
policies of SNCC and its affiliates should

ion or government
to which he belongs. As а result, SNCC's
is tend to be lengthily con-
is reached
gree. The
word “leader” is suspect in SNCC,
although the tough, sharp-edged
id the impregnably fearless
usually act as SNCC spokes
ithority comes from below.
s ultimate g to have 1
ers come directly [rom the poot—a
process that has already worked in the
Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party,
one of whose directors is the blunt, ci
ismatic Fannie Lou Hamer, a former
sharecropper. МСС distrusts—and is
sometimes distrusted by—other orga
tions, such as the NAACP and Martin
Luther King’s Southern Christian. Lead-
rship Conference, which are not oper-
ated with the egalitarianism of SNCC.
An intriguing and little-publicized
offshoot of SNCC is the Southern. Stu-
dent Organizing Committee. formed in

April 1964 by white Southern college

students to spread the word for “a new
politics for South.” Now, with
50 campuses, recently

cluding several Negro colleges. SSOC lias
тоге than 2000 supporter
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North, a first meeting with the blonde
girls and the reedy boys of SSOC,
their accent redolent of the South, takes
some adjusting. “I hear what they say,”
says a CORE militant, “but I hear how
they say it, and it’s hard to associate tha
accent with those ideas. Yet they're for
real. I don't know how they got that
way, but they are.”

Participatory democracy" is as en
demic to SSOC as it is to SNCC. Also
obsessed. with that concept and with the
conviction that the poor can and should
be their own leaders is the nationwide
SDS, which has the widest representa-
tion on campuses of all student groups
amd is engaged in community organiza-
Чоп in more ghettos than апу of its
contemporaries.

In three years, SDS has attracted more
than 3800 members in 100 chapters in
end of 1965, its mem-
bership was powing swiftly as a result of
its intensified focus on activities against
the war in Vietnam. In the field are 70
full-time staff members—800 du
summer—engaged in creating
racial movement of the poor.” The be-
wings of this movement |

in ten. Northern

In Newark, for in-
stance, the Newark Community Union
Project—despite persistent opposition

from the mayor, the police amd even
some liberals who felt they were being
displaced—has succeeded in defeating an
urban renewal plan that would have
destroyed a viable Negro neighborhood.
It has also put effective pressure on ab-
semtee landlords in the ghetto to repair
their buildings, and it has propelled
some of its local members into decision-
making positions in the council distribut-
ng Waron-Poverty funds.

s its ghetto components grow, SDS is
king, on ways to link them as the first
in a national alliance of the poor:
conventions of "comm

from around the country have al-
idy been held, and more arc planned.
Bill Strickland of the Northern Student
Movement also envisages the growth first
of local centers of power and then a net-
work of the militant poor that could
bring regional and eventually national
changes in the way the poor live. “To
get rid of the ghetto,” says Strickland,
who veers easily from Harvard speech to
the argot of the street, "yon have to get
to the nitty-gritty. And that means can-
didates from the ghetto who are respon-
sible to the ghetto."

It is groups such as SDS, SNCC and
the Northern Student Movement that
have the most powerful appeal to those
on the nation's campuses who have
not yet committed themselves to full-
time careers as changers of “the system”
but who do support these organizations
with money and with their bodies at
demonstrations.

‘Two

ion

A basic attraction of these groups is
that they are not extensions of the adult
Left. They were formed by students and
are led by students. Accordingly, they
isfy the fundamental need. of today's
dissident young—to make their own deci
sions. “This generation,” says 23-year-old
Jeffrey Shero at the University of Texas,
“has witnessed hypocrisy as has no other
generation, The churches aren't doing
what they should be doing. There is lie
fter lie on television. The whole society
run and compounded on lies. We are
the first generation that grew up with
the idea of annihilation. Tn а situation
like this, you have to go out and form
your own religion,

A reason, on the other hand, why the
Progressive Labor Party has not been
successful on campuses is that it parrots
an old, tired, adult linc—in its case, that
of the Chinese Communists and those
polemicize with simi
oversimplification

This decision by more and more of

who

1 experience in action
s relatively new. D

nge,

and y
curity. Then came the “Beats,” who ех
pressed their disdain for the values of
the majority society by cutting them-
selves olf from it.

For the dissatisfied young of the late
1950s and carly 1960s, the passive, self-
protective alienation of the Beats be-
gan to lose its charm. The reasons were
several, and intersecting. The first major
thrust for reevaluation of themselves by
the young was the accelerating civil
rights movement in the South. Seized by
the courage of the initial sitinners and
Freedom Riders, Northern students be-
gan hold parallel demonstrat
picketing local stores of chains that dis-
criminated in the South. They gave
money, and gradually began to give
themselves. Significantly, many of the
students who emerged in the fall of 1964
as leaders of the Free Speech Movement
at the University of California had spent
the preceding summer in Mississippi
teaching Negroes how to pass voter regis-
tration tests.

Ironically, another impetus for the
rise of the new radicals was the House
Un-American Activities Committee, After
student protests against HUAC's hcar-
ings n Francisco in 1960, the
Committee made easily available through-
out the country а film of that confron-
tation, Operation Abolition. “We are
indebted to HUAC for that film,” says
Clark Kissinger of SDS with wry satisf:
tion. "It showed these big cops clubbing
students. Civil rights апа anti-HUAC
groups sprang up all over the place.”

Robert Hutchins, former chancellor of
the University of Chicago, provides an-

ns,

in

other reason why the young were ready
for action: “There has been a shift in
the composition of the student body.
Years ago, those who went to college
were members of the establishment
when they entered. Their purpose in
coming was to confirm and improve
their positions in it. In recent years,
howevei the number of students has
tripled, the social spectrum. they repre-
sent has widened. More students are in
college because they are bright and in-
terested in learning something.

Because more of them are bright, they
have been drawn to the viscerally rel-
evant social movements outside the class-
room, particularly since they regard so
much of their curriculum as dully irrel-
evant. The Free Speech Movement—and
some of its counterparts on other cam-
puses—began in reaction to administra-
lion attempts to reswict on-campus
activity in civil rights and politics. But it
soon expanded into а pungent, penet
ing criticism of the very quality of the
computerlike education being offered
the protesters,

Mario Savio, the bushy-haired, 29
year-okl former chief spokesman for the
Free Speech Movement, escalated his
contempt for the dehumanization of edu-
cation to a jeremiad against the dehu-
ization of society at large: “There
time when the operation of the machine
becomes so odious. makes you so sick at
art that you can’t take part; you can't
even passively take part, and you've got
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war, with murder—the kind of murder
that's going on every day in Vietnam.

It has been in the past year especially
that American foreign policy—as prac-
ticed Vietnam and the Dominican
Republic—has acted as a further source
of student unrest. At Columbia Univer-
sity, in June 1965, 100 student demon-
strators blocked the doors of Low
Memorial Library and forced the post-
ponement of a military review and
awards ceremony of the university's of-
ficer training unit. In the same month
75 Cornell students disrupted a Reserve
Officers’ Training Corps ritual by a sitin.
At Harvard, when McGeorge Bundy, а
principal Presidential advisor on foreign
policy. was selected as orator for the
June literary exercises
Phi Beta Kappa chapter. mo
members of that honor society, i
preeedemed move, made а publ
ment of protest. And when Bundy ca
he was picketed.

Meanwhile, college faculty members
were also becoming restive. During the
tumult at the University of Californi
many professors came out forcefully on
the side of the students, and some spoke
of their own shame that it was the stu-
dents rather than the professors who had
dramatized the need for more individ-
ualized and more humanized education.
The faculty revolt reached its apogee
so far in the unprecedented wildfire of
h-ins—campus conclave in lengthy
opposition то American. policy in Viet
ted in March 1965 by a group
ty of Michigan professors, the
lins proved contagious, and soon
ly a university or college of prom
nence was without its home-grown vari
ant. The initial climax of the teach-ins
debate in Washington in May,
which was televised to 100,000 on more
than 100 campuses and to many more in
these cities with television and
stations that made the proceedings gen
erally available. Moreover, two of the
antagonists at the Washington. teachin
were guests on NBC's Meet the Press
with its audience of 10.000.000.

In May, the most Garganman of all
teach-ins—a nonstop. 30-hour protest
meeting—took place before 27.500 stu-
dents at the University of Califor
Berkeley. In defense against the spread-
ing Gimpus opposition, the State De-
parımem felt itself compelled to send
out teams to explain the Government's
position. They failed to convert the di
sidents. In one skirmish, at Adelphi
University on Long Island, the State
Department spokesmen were drowned
out in a geyser of wild cheers and
applause from 400 faculty members and
students when a te п the audience
shouted, “Isn't the United States getting
ready Гог World War Three? Is this
what we want?”

In the months during and since the
proliferation of the teach-ins, a particu-

larly significant development in the New
Left has been the increasing fusion of
protests directed against both America's
ternal and its external policies. No
longer is the “peace movement” virtual-
ly alone, as it was more than five years
ago. It has found swiftly multiplying al-
among those of the young who
n their apprenticeship as revolu-
aries preoccupied with civil rights.

In May 1965, hundreds of University
of California students marched on the
Berkeley draft-board headquarters 4
presented the stunned coordinator of
the board with a black coffin. Forty of
them burned their draft cards. Steve
Weissman, a leader of the Free Speech
Movement. toured Southern campuses
for the Southern Student. Organizi
Commiuce. telling his audiences: “Our
movement started on a ow issue—
free speech on campus. But soon we
found ourselves face to face with a more
аѕіс question: Who makes the decis
that govern our lives? And the further
question is: How can we have a part in
making the decisions?”

Та June 1965, Bill Sui
"Events in Vi ım and Santo Domi:
go. Harlem and Mississippi are all rcl
cd. They all raise the question as to
what is the truc face of America.” John
Lewis, the former divinity student who
is currently national chairman of SNC!
agreed: “Black people must start protest-
ing all injustices. We should broaden
our perspectives 10 cross national and
international boundaries. fighting injus-
tices whether they be in America, South
Africa or Vietnam.” Clearly. the civil
rights movement had broadened its scope
cnormously in the five years since stu-
dents first conducted sit-ins for a cup of
coffee at lily-white dime stores and
cafeterias in the South.

When Students for a Democratic So
ety organized its mammoth April 17.
1965, March on Washington to End the
War in Vietnam. it had no difficulty ob-
taining SNCC as опе of its cosponsors.
And leuers came from students in Missis
sippi Freedom schools saying they wanted
to attend, Ма did. That same month,
1 SDS rally in Cleveland to protest
the bombing of North Vietnam. two of
the three speakers were poor whites in
one of SDS's projects in that city. And in
a bulletin issued intermittently by the
Newark Community Union Project,
of the Negro poor who had gone to a
later Washington conference on peace.
wrote: "We say poor people should get
together and unite. Poor in Vietnam or
Newark, we are all alike.

While the students and some of the
poor with whom they work are increa
ingly concerned with such issues as Viet-
nam, it remains true that to most of
those who live in the slums, as Bill
Strickland says. "Vietnam is hardly a
consuming passion." Therefore, the ma-

jor efforts of those in the New Left
working in the ghettos concern basic
changes in domestic institutions. The
specter they see is that of an increasingly
automated society that will further di-
vide the elitist decision makers and the
highly trained technicians from the un-
dereducated and the underskilled, And
mong the latter, among those whom
Swedish cconomist Gunnar Myrdal calls
“the underclass,” they sec a dispropor
tionate percentage of Negroes.

‘The new radicals are not impressed by
the steadily rising gross national prod-
uct. Instead they underline, for instance,
that wh 1947 the nonwhite unem-
ployment rate was 61 percent higher
than the white rate, in 1962 it was 124
percent higher. They see a persistently
employment rate among Negro
of these black young
sters, moreover, have been made “unem-
ployable,” in an automated era, by the
poor schools they had to attend.

‘The new radicals know that nearly
1,000,000 youngsters of all colors drop
out of school every year. Where are they
to find jobs? They know that ten years
igo there were 2,200,000 Aid to De-
pendent Children cases receiving wel-
fare funds. Today the fgure is almost
double. They know that the pressure of
the population explosion will require
that 9,000,000 new jobs be found during
the next five years. Yet between 1%47

nd 1964, jobs increased at less than half
that rate. They see
bor Secretary of the NAACP.

müpovery program becoming “ап ex-
tension of white welfare paternalism,”
with politicians rather than the poor
control most of the cities receiv
War-on-Poverty funds.

The new radicals see—and are bitter
about—a country with astonishing re
sources but with so many poor. They
would agree with Senator Joseph Clark
of Pennsylvania who, in the summe:
1065. criticized the newly passed, v
adequate LBJ housing bill, emp!
ing: "We are the richest nation in the
history of mankind. When we fail to
provide a decent home for every Ameri-
сап, it is not because we сапт, but be-
cause we won't.”

“Tt was essential" says а member of
CORE in Philadelphia, “that we went

puis it, the

g

beyond civil rights into programs for
major social, economic and political
self, the civil rights move

ment had a built-in dead end, because
when the basic civil rights issues аге set-
tled, there still won't be enough jobs for
everyone.”

What do the new radicals propose?
There is as yet no coherent, cohesive
program for change with which all sec-
tions of "the movement" agree. They do
agree, however, on the urgent necessity
for the poor to organize themselves and
acquire political power. And they agree
political power should be used to

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anain massive rehabilitation
and massive construction of new housing,
as well as to create new jobs.

The more traditionally socialist mem-
bers of the New Left stick to New Deal
ike solutions for unemployment—exten-
nd similar Govern-
ment-financed expansions of activities in
the public sector. But the Is point
out that, as job q ions become
more complex; to limit the poor largely
10 construction work is to ensure their
being frozen in the underclass. They de-
mand, therefore, а redefinition of work
along with fundamentally improved
public cducation. For some, a corollary
of redefining work is a basic annual. in-
come, an idea first popularized by econo-
mist Robert Theobald, who is convinced
that every American citizen by right
should receive an annual sum from the
Government. Advocates of the plan difer

s to the amount. Martin Luther

housing

sive public works

per family should be 53000 а ус
crs consider King's proposal to be at the
level of poverty, and would raise the
annual guarantee.

With an annual income, its propo-
nents claim, families would be freed
from the indignities and the dependency
spawned by the existing welf.
cies. If, simultaneously, public education
were so improved as to stimulate rather
than stifle spontaneity and curiosity. the
poor could become interested in all man-
ner of jobs that are concerned with social
services rather than with the product
of goods—which will increasingly
taken care of by machines in any case.

"Tom Hayden, an SDS worker and one
of the organizers of the Newark Commu-
ity Union Project, foresecs the possibil-
ty of “thousands of new vocations in the
tion, health care, recrea-

arcas of edu

tion, conservation. с а society
which subsidized community-level art
nd jou health clinics, recrea-

tional facilities, libraries and museums:
it would establish the basis for common
culture for the first time in America.”

Hayden and others of the new radicals,
furthermore, would agree with U Thant,
Secretary General of the United Na-
tions, that the day should come when
“the average youngster—and parent or
employer—will consider that one or two
years of work for the cause of develop-
ment, cither in а faraway country or in
a depressed arca of his own community,
is а normal part of one's education.”

But they would ask, "Why one or
two years? Why not a lifetime of work
as political and community organizers, as
members of an international SN
explorers of new ways to reach and re-
habilitate the socially discarded. as
creators of new forms of art to be cn-
joyed and participated їп by large
numbers of people?”

While these designs for a new society
are being debated, the hard present task

of moving the underclass to get the pow-
er to demand such a society continues.
The goals of the new radicals for the im-
mediate future are to step up block-by
block organization of black ghettos, to
increase the still minute amount of simi
lar work among poor whites, South and
North, and to arrange closer and more
frequent contacts between the various
elements in the New Left

When Major Owens, a CORE organiz-
cr in Brooklyn, established the Brooklyn
Freedom Democratic Party in the spring
of 1965 to contest a local election against
a candidate from the regular Democratic
machine, he had Fannie Lou Hamer of
the Mississippi Freedom | Democratic
Party come North for his opening
Owens has since proposed a formal unifi-
cation of the two groups. The Northern
Student Movement and the Mississippi
Freedom Democratic Party have been
discussing a possible exchange of staffs

from time to time so that the expe-
rience of cach organization can be
broadened.

There is an even morc basic, more im-

mediate problem. How many of those
students who are now full-time sowers of
the new radicalism will stay as they go
deeper and deeper into their 20s and
y tempted by affluent ре

re incressi

tions inside the majority society as well
as increasingly threatened by Govern-
ment action against burners of draft

cards and others who try to impede the
war effort in Vietnam? And how many
of the thousands of supporters of the
ew Left still in school will choose to
spend five or ten or more years as com
munity organizers? It is too soon to tell.
The only evidence up to now is that
volunteers for field work in 5МСС, SDS
d the Northern Student Movement
have increased every усаг.

Nor are the new radicals easily intimi
dated. Many have been jailed for dem-
onstrating, and they keep coming back
Mario Savio. for instance, was offered a
choice in July 1965 between 120 days in
jail or a two-year period of probation
during which he could not take part in
political demonstrations. The sentencing
was for Savio's role in an all-night sit-in
at the University of California in De-
cember 1964. which resulted in the
rest of nearly 800 students. Savio chose
j1. "I welcome the chance to reject pro.
bation,” he told the judge, “because pro-
bation imposes orders on how
should act. Revolution is a positive duty
when power is in the hands of the
morally and intellectually bankrupt-
Many of the other students who were
offered the same choice made the same
decision as Savio. Among them was
wife, Suzanne, who had also been a lead-
cr of the. Free Speech Movement

Even among the most committed,
however, there are inevitably moments
of acute doubt. Some months before he,
too, was sentenced to jail for his part in

men

the December sitin at the University of
California, Mike Rossman, a 25-year-old
graduate student, said: “It's hard. It's
incredibly hard to make changes in this
society. It’s hard in particular for young
people to make changes, because we're so

ertia

alone. There is all this incredible
around us. But if you try hard enough
something gives way and now some-
things beginning to tremble.
Brightening, Rosman wen on: “We
may get not only defeated, but broken.
But the curve of our actions has been
rising. It will keep rising. We are going
to be more and more active.
At the best times for the new radicals,
there is that sense of being part of what
could become an irresistible tide—al
though the odds аге against й. Staugh
ton Lynd, a 3G-yearold professor of
history at Yale and опе of the very few
adults who can accurately say he speaks
for many of the radical young, was re
membering during the summer of 1965
how it had been in Washington the pre-
vious April 17 during the SDS March to
End the War in Vietnam: “It was un
bearably moving to watch the sea of ban-
ners and signs move out from the Sylvan
Theater toward the Capitol as Joan Baez.
Judy Collins and others sang We Shall
Overcome. Still more poignant was the
perception—and 1 checked my reaction
with many. manv others who felt as ] did
—that as the crowd moved down the mall
toward the seat of Government, its path
delimited on each side by rows of
tered buses so that there was no-
where to go but forward, toward the
waiting policemen. it seemed that the
great mass of people would simply flow
on through and over the marble build
ings.
resistibly strong, that even had someone
been shot or ar
have stopped that crowd from taking

that our forward movement was ir-

тей, mothing could

possession of its Government
"Perhaps" Staughton Lynd contin:
ued, “next time we should keep going,
occupying for a time the rooms from
which orders issue and sending to the
people of Vietnam and the Dominican
Republic the profound apologies which
are due; or quietly waiting on the Capi
tol steps until those who make policy for
and who like ourselves are trapped
by fear and pride, consent to enter into
dialog with us and with mankind."
Another characteristic of the new radi-
cals at their most hopeful times is a
conviction that the individual can still
make his presence felt in even the most
complicated power confrontations. At
the end of the year, the same Staughton
Lynd, pursuing this conviction, was one
of three Americans who flew to North
Vietnam in an attempt to find out for
himself the avenues to peace, with the
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SEX MORES

stuck with a disenchanting spouse. In a
witalamonomic culture, there would be
no cause for this kind of problem. Mar-
riage would last only 15 years, unless
renewed. and it would take continued
enchantment and what would be called
“unnatural” auachment to keep а
couple together, after the term, among
neighbors who do not sec the reason
for
Tritalamonomy would help the ind
vidual and it would help society, It is
well known, among the experts, that
much of today’s juvenile delinquency
comes from sexual frustration. The ado-
lescent feels urges he does not know how
то define. He feels, nevertheless, that so-
ciety is against it, so he deduces that so-
ciety is against him, therefore he is
against society. Tritalamonomy defines
the urges and makes them not only re-
spectable but even dutiful, thereby purg-
ing them of all their morbid fasci
We can be confident that a tri
nomic world would be a world w
momism. with little antifen m. little
homosexuality, nice female characters in
literature and оп the stage, unobtrusive
leather jackets and silent motorcycles.
The 30-year-old woman who marries a
15-year-old boy will overcome most of
her present internal conflicts, even if she
does not w it and does not want to
тїй it, The sexual conflicts have
ready been revealed by surveys and а
vice columns. Of course, sex is not all in

(continued from page 81)

marriage, although it helps а lot,
experts have been discovering wi
wonderment for the last 5000 years.
There is also a sentimental element to
consider. There is, for instance, in any
newly emancipated group, dass or sex,
the latent hostility toward the depos
tyrant, the need for а new leadership,
the fear of not finding it—all the dark
forces that combine in making so many
modern women press on their husbands
the role of immature adolescents. Well,
in а tritalamonomie culture this prob-
lem, too, would be solved. When а wom-
an reaches 30 and thinks she has all that
capacity for lovegive, she will be
matched with an immature adolescent
ith a complementary great avidity
for love-take. She will have to do all she
tries to do now with often disastrous re-
sults, and with justification and а much
better chance of success. She will have to
understand, advise, help. console and
pay the bills, work, see her husband
through his schooling and start him in
his professional career. If she will put on
saintly па a martyred expression,
she will be believed and applauded, not
just di .
it so often happens in modern society,
even when she is a saint and a martyr.
On the other hand, she is less likely to
assume this role. Her previous husband,
the one she was married to from 15 to 30
years of age, gave her lessons in family
leadership, experience in masculine capa

“If E hear you say ‘We missed the boat’ once more——!

bilities and needs and, as a mature
man of 45, he has presumably left her
with the feeling that men can be respect-
able. Today many fathers cannot com-
mand this feeling because in times of
rapid changes they seem old-fashioned
too soon, and if husband tries to
achieve it, he can be sued for mental
cruelty.

A 30-yearold woman, however, is only
half a generation away from a youth of
15
text, she will adopt fashion,
jargon that make her look younger.
thereby reducing the distance. She would
find added incentives to use cosmetics,
dietary foods, gymnasiums, beauty parlors
nd other services of increasing impor
ance 10 the free-enterprise system. Be-
tween half generations communication is
still possible, rebellions still avoidable,
Beatlemania and allied phenomena still
unnecessary

Yet the greatest social advantage of
vitalamonomy would be its response to
the challenge of automation. To
chines can already do better than men
with many years of schooling, and only
more schooling can keep future genera-
tions ahead of future machines. We know
today what а hostile world a “dropout”
of 15 faces. Every . according to
statistic, we pile n additional
900.000 of this ally explo-
sive human refuse. What will happen
when they are joined by dropouts who
аге 25 years old? Shouldn't conservative
groups who worry so much about sub-

version of our social order
little about such huge subversive forces?
shouldn't they start. financing trita
попотіс
promoting
monomic candidates?

Surely the lengthening dependence of
the human offspring on their parents has
gone far enough. Parents, too, should
appreciate a society where they can mar-
ry their children off at 15 and let their
spouses worry about ending their school-
g and starting their professional ca
reers, After all, we appreciate the be
of our children especially when they
small. After 15, 20, 25, somebody else ap-
preciates it better and has more use lor
it. He or she should be made to pay for
it. Evening gowns and sports cars should
not be paid for by parents, but by those
they are meant to thrill or impress. The
40s should be a second youth for par-

worry a

xc

ents: years of travel, horizon broadening,
new experiences.
Alter having been married for 15 years

to an experienced. woman, completed
his schooling. found good employment,
stayed out of trouble and slept conj
gally relaxed at night, a man of 30
thinks he has mastered the essentials in
life and love. This, then. is his time
nd his tum to teach, and the natural
thing to do would be to set up another

household, with a pupil: a girl of 15.

Here the same relationship he had
with his first wife would be reversed. He
would lead the family, pay the bills, sur.
vey the situation from the height of his
experience, understand, solve, teach, in-
struct and train, unselfishly, for the good
the future half gene:

Since the years from 15 to 30 are the
ones of maximum strength and elasticity
in а woman's body, and the years from
ЗО to 45 the ones of maximum strength
and elasticity in a man's brain, reproduc
tion would take place during this mar-
iage: the first for the woman, the second
Tor the man. The children would grow
up in a household ruled by the un
puted authority о! the father, as in the
natural order, and only when they were
old enough would they be told of the
nprovements that progress brought.
Husbandsinlaw and wives-in-law of
first, second and third degree would be
frequent visitors, since some of them
would be of the same age and probably
congenial. Young children would have
the feeling of security that comes from
so many adults around to pester; older
children would have playmates and
confidants among the younger spouses
Jaw of their parents. The delicate,
lacelike pattern of a tritalamonomic
family (see diagram at right) would pro
vide its members with the most intrigu-
g possibilities for gossiping. and writers
of teles ls with a much wider
range of posible plots.
the bigger size and the wider
ramifications of such a family would be
help when it comes to finding a
husband or a wife for a 45er who is
about to cnd his second marriage. Forty-
fivers in our present culture fill the ad-
vice columns with their lamentations. In

italamonomic culture (see diagram
they would have ex-spouses who
п who have exspouses who are
45ish who have exspouses who are Güish
and 30ish who have exspouses who are
45ish, etc. ete. Marriages сап be kept in
the family and rearranged in partner-
ships more suitable to the changed needs
and attitudes of its members. (It is easy
10 imagine, for instance, how a 30-year-
old who has set his eyes on an appetizing
adolescent gets busy trying to arrange
meetings for his or her 45-ycarold
spouse with another 45er.)

Forty-five is a difficult age in monoga-
mous societ because many n and
women approach it with the fear of hav-
ing missed their youth and proceed w
reckless speed to try to catch up with it
Under tritalamonomy. by the timi
zen is 45, һе or she has had two adeq
partners. The last years of the second
marriage, with a spouse approaching 30.
have been particularly rewarding and
суеп trying, especially for men, the ones
who most frequently complain that their
wives "do not understand them." The
prospect of a restful, adult companion-

citi

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45er, at least Гог the first few years. After
that, if nature does not provide the
brakes, there will always be the forbear
ance, the understanding and the humor
ing of a spouse who сап much forgive
for having much loved.

We must remember that the 45er
would lose his or her spouse to a 15-year-
old, so to be jealous of her or him would
ion of not having ac-
different attitudes
it could be ex-
ined to the 15-year-old that for his or

30-year-old spouse 10 see now and
then her or 15-year-old ex-spouse
does not really constitute adultery. To
be jealous of а 45er would be like an
admission of not possessing the gifts of
youth that are asked of a 15-year-old.
"The “consolation adultery” or “platonic
adultery” (as the one that involves an
ex-spouse would be called) could be com-
pared advantageously with the “bour
adultery” of our pretritalamonomic
The latter is clearly contrary to
every modern principle of distributive
justice. The lover, or the mistress, gets
all the tender, romantic. passionate mo
ments, while the legitimate spouse
all the nagging, the dull talk about
maintenance, money and the inlaws. In
a “consolation adultery,” а wife-indaw
may have an evening out with her ex-
husband, but his present wife will ask
her to babysit the next evening. Or a
husband-in-law may have an evening out
with his ex-wife, but he must also be
available when her present husband calls
and says, “Listen, pal. Elaine is at the
dish-throwing stage. Will you please
come and help me ou

When it will be difficult to take away
something from a family without paying
a fair price in family life, adultery will
be greatly discouraged and а new moral-
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revolutionists and defenders of i
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REV EVATIONG

(continued from page 79)
looks entirely different from the audi-
ence’s point of view than it does from
the performers. To the audience, the
performers look like tı mitters of light,
color and form: they are screens that
move. It is not simply an acsthetic experi-
ence of hue and form, however. and
anyone who has an overwhelming desire
10 sce a man's or a woman's genitalia
has every opportunity to do so during
Revelations. 1 don't disparage those who
come to be sexually aroused. That,
essence, is the reason for Revelatit

that people can do wh
“On stage, things are quite d LA
performer is little more than а nude per-

son being bathed by illumination in an
otherwise dark room who knows he
being watched by
ber of people. Some people love t0 be up
there. Others try it only once, dislike it
intensely and never do it again. Profes-
sional dancers try to control it, chorco-
graph it, as they are threatened by the
idea of any performance that is con
pletely uncontrolled, completely free
There are times when everything works
up there: the bodies, the objects, the mu
sic, the voices, the sounds, the breathing,
the movement, the lights, the colors: these
re the times when the complexity and
tensity of the sensual experience are

п indeterminate num-

literally breath-tak*ng. Participation has
gone through many phases. We have
often had unclothed male and female
performers responding to each other on
stage: but, so far, there's never been any
onst; 1 intercourse, There's по
restriction against it, you understand; it
just hasn't happened, that's all."

As for the ultimate staying power of
Revelations, to be seen
whether nudity, as Open Theater direc:
tor Jacopetti insists, "is the only way."
In terms of audience participation, he
has obviously climinated a good deal of
the aesthetic distance that normally
stands between patrons and potential
participants: but Revelations ma
have dilhiculty keep ng its legal d
from local authorities. who
view of these well-lit proceedings. “I un-
derstand why this is so," says Jacopeti
who was threatened with arrest by
Berkeley police if he were ever to attempt
to present Revelations in public. "I un-
derstand all the notions current in our
society about the exposure in public of
certain areas of the human body. But no
one who has ever seen Revelations has
told us they were offended by what they
saw. And Т assure you that no one is im-
prisoned during nce: they can
leave whenever they want—and a few
occasionally do."

“Cuckold... cuckold...”

GOOD DOCTOR

(continued from page 99)
what Tenorio retasted was а specially
foul cannelloni he had eaten for lunch
but, as if in answer to his despair. the
loathsome pasta casing and the myclin
sheath of the nerves came together in his
mind in a truc gratuitous act of creation
А ng away of the myelin sheath!
Unheard of! He was aware of the simi
ity to multiple and lateral scleros
in them there was no wasting away. rather
interruptions of the neural impulses by
the formation of platelets on the sheath.
"Some Observations on Myelin Degenera-
tion." He could see the studiously modest
title of his article at once. The disease
would be prevalent. crippling and
severe, He finished off the article that
afternoon, complete with four fictive case
histories. He plastered an envelope with
air-mail stamps and stickers and sent it
off to the 40-story stainless-steel tower of
the United States Journal of Medicine
looming above the cotton fields and oil
wells of Amarillo, a monument to the
aggressive sales promotion that had
driven the slower A. M. A. journal to the
wall.

When they read Tenorio's piece, the
editors stomped their stitched boots and
threw their curly-brimmed hats into the
air with many а huzza, They stopped the
giant presses and made it the leading
article for the month, supplant
pillling study of laudable pus.

Within a week a Life researcher had
picked it up and waves of energy con-
vulsed the mighty Luce empire. Flights
of cables girdled the globe. Stringers and
staffers everywhere were alerted to the
symptoms of the new disease. The medi
cal profession of the world was inter-
viewed almost to a man—a Mali witch
doctor cluding one staffer who was laid
low by a tsetse fly, ОГ course, the usu
safari was dispatched to St. Christopher"
keen young men in Brioni suitings with
their attendant secretaries, staff photog-
maphers curt to bearers loaded down
with cameras and film.

was
new tweed jacket holding serious con
verse with the Secretary of Health, Edu-
cation and Welfare, Tenorio in spotless
white scrutinizing an upheld test tube
in the lab, Tenorio informally slouched
t his desk, deep in thought, making a
steeple of his fingers, Tenorio in shirt
sleeves in his Spartan bedchamber un-
butioning one sleeve with а shy smile
urally, the great spread in Life was
followed by appearances on all the m
jor television shows. (Tenorio wrote ler-
ters purporting to come from his agent

and he got a good. price.) Chagrined at
being scooped, Look and Newsweek
trailed with picture layouts and an as-
trological character study. A lady writer
hit the Reader's Digest with Tenorio as
“The Most Unforgettable Character I
Ever Met.” A scandal magazine sent
skulkers to peep into the nurses’ dormi-
tories at St. Christopher's. T

Although his rugged, handsome coun-

(cc became as well known as
not once during this spate of
publicity did Tenorio reveal the strain he
was undergoing. Was his faith in his fel-
low man betrayed? Was his public going
to let him down? Secthing with nervous-
nes, he waited for the first cases of the
new disease to be reported. His promo-
tion to assistant director of rc
gratify ng but expected, and it gave him
no relief; for what good is a new disease
if nobody has it? Barricaded in his office
inst the persistent newsmen, he paced
the Hoor in agony, waitin
A bare two weeks after his appearance
оп the Mery Griffin show, Dr. Tenorio
read about the first case in The New
York Times, He relaxed, his faith vindi-
cated, with a bottle of bourbon in his
office. Typically, the victim lived in the
great Los Angeles complex of cities at
heim, a Mis. Camperdown, age 32,
wife of a traffic policeman and mother
of four. She exhibited what was to be-
come the classic syndrome, tremor of the
ids, buzzing in the cars and one leg
dragging. The Associated Press supplied
а name [ог the disease. myclinitis. Mrs.
hell.
Jay two more cases were re-
ported, one in Pennsylvania, one
Kansas, and during the week, 43 more,
well scattered. Editors throughout. the
country feared an epidemic and myste
ously urged their readers to cat lots of
fruit. The big foundations issued emer-
gency grants to start research on a cure.
Тһе spare Tittle bedroom caught so
dearly in the Life photograph had be-
come a kind of shrine to the other re-
chers at St. Christopher's. They had

rch was

se

subscribed nickels and dimes out of their
па covered half the door with

ing à caduceus (gilt). He
t it the best part of modesty to go
g there, at Teast for a whi
rly o ng he woke up alter a
restless night amd he didn't feel good.
His cus seemed to snap. His hands
trembled. When he wied to get up, his
ght leg wouldn't move. He had, of
course, his own disease. As this dawned
upon him, he choked with anger and
suspicions of foul play. He set up

“Were you expecting someone, Lois?”

shout for Emmett Ellis, who
the corridor.

Ellis came in sleepily.
maner, Jolm?”

“Help me sit up."
gave him
matter? You sick?’

Taking his right leg in hi
norio turned until he was sitting о
edge of the bed. “Сй i
lis found one in a
"What's wrong, Jol

“Гуе got myclinitis, I think."

“Honest? Yeah, the leg. And you got
the tremor.” Ellis, cager to hitch a ride.
had famil ed himself quite carly with

“How's the c
g- Гус got it, all right.
e, that's tough. But working with
it all the time the way you've been . . ."

“Working with it, hell. There's no
such di vented it.

A flight like this was too much for El-
ah?" he drawled dubiously, but
his eyes were troubled, beginning to bug
out. “But you got it You got all the
symptoms.”

“I tell you 1 invented it, symptoms,

ed

ross

"Whats the

hand. “What's the

hands, Te-
the

research, everything, and ГЇ cut your
heart out if you ever tell anyone.”

"| wouldn't tell anyone, John, you
know that. But there weren't any auto-
mobiles until Ford, and now look. I got
a Musang myself. Wh ng to
do, be a martyr to sci

"Martyr, my ass". Tenorio think-
ing, and fast. "It had beuer be some-
thing simple," h “Like uw
E n. No, wait, we'll form a
corporation, You can be president, Em-
mett, old buddy. Put the stuff up in Lit
tle pieces in colored Spansules timed to
go off every hour on the hour, how
bout that? Little teeny things wh
around in front of your eyes on TV.
The Ford Foundation will give us the
money to start, Help me up."

Ellis, spellbound and uncomprehend-

ng, lifted him to his feet. Fame was ОК.
but now that he had found where the
real money lay, Tenorio limped off quite
cheerfully to the laboratory to inv

the cure.
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(continued from page 101)
out something very smart and witty; on
occasions a like thing happens in dreams:
you dream you arc making a speech of
the utmost. brilliancy, but when you те
call it upon awaken goes nonsen
cally: “Besides being silent before tea

I'm silent before eyes in mire and miror-
age.” etc.

On the other hand, that little story in
the Oscar Wilde style would quite suit
the literary columns of newspapers, the
editors of which, German editors cspe-
cially, like to offer their readers just such
iny tales of the pretty-pretty and slightly
licentious sort, 40 lines in all. with
an elegant point and a sprinkling of
what the ignoramus calls paradoxes (“his
conversation sparkled with paradoxes").
Yes, a trifle, а Пір of the pen, but how
amazed you will be when I tell you that
I wrote that sloppy drivel in an agony of
pain and horror, with a grinding of
teeth, furiously unburdening myself and
at the same time being fully aware that
it was no relief at all, only a refined self-
torture, and that 1 would never free my
dusty, dusky soul by this method, but
merely make things worse.

It was more or less in such a frame of
mind that I met New Year's Eve: I re-
member the black carcass of that night.
that half-witted hag of a night, holding
her breath and listening for the stroke of
the sacramental hour. Disclosed, sitting
at the table: Lydia, Ardalion, Orlovius,
and I, quite still and blazonstiff like
heraldic creatures. Lydia with her elbow
on the table, her index finger raised
watchfully, her shoulders naked, her
dress as variegated as the back of а play-
ing card; Ardalion swathed in a lap robe
(because of the open balcony door), with
a red sheen upon his fat leonine face:
Orlovius а black frock coat, his
glasses gleaming, his turned-down collar
swallowing the ends of his tiny black tie:
and I, the Human Lighting, illuminat-
ing that scene.

Good, now you may move again, be
quick with that bottle, the clock is going
to strike, Ardalion poured out the cham-
pagne, and we were all dead-still once
more. Askance and over his spectacles,
Orlovius looked at his old silver turnip
that Jay on the tablecloth; still two min-
me left. Somebody in thc street was
unable to hold out and

watch, Orlovius slowly extended toward
his glass a senile hand with the claws of
а griffin

Suddenly the night gave and began to

rip: cheers came from the street: with
our champagne glasses we came out, like
kings, on the balcony. Rockets whizzed
up above the street and with a bang
burst into bright-colored tea and at
all windows, in all balconies, framed

in wedges and squares of festive light,
people stood and cried out over and
over again the same idiotic greeting.

We four clinked our glasses; I took a
sip out of mine.

“What is Hermann
asked Lydia of Ardalion.

"Don't know and don't care," the lat-
ter replied. “Whatever it is, he is going
to be beheaded this year. For concealing
his profits.

“Fie, what ugly speech!” said Orlovi-
us. “I drink to the universal health.”

You would,” I remarked.

A few days later, on а Sunday morn-
ing, as Т was about to step into my bath,
the maid rapped at the door. she kept
saying something which 1 could not dis-
tinguish because of the running water:
“What's the matter?” 1 bellowed. “What
you want?"— but my own voice and the
noise made by the water drowned Elsie's
words and every time she started speak-
ing, I again bellowed, just as it happens
that two people, both side-stepping, can-
not steer clear of each other on a wide
and perfectly free pavement. But at
length T thought of turning off the tap:
then 1 leaped to the door and amid the
sudden silence Elsic's childish voice said:

"There's а тап, sir, to see you.”

“A man?" I asked, and opened the
door.

“A man," repeated Elsie, as if com-
menting on my nakedness

“What does he want?" 1 asked, and
not only felt myself perspiring, but ac-
tually saw myself beaded from head to
foot.

“He says it's bu
know all about it.”
What does he look like?" I
with an effort.

“Waiting in the hall," said Elsie, con-
templating with the utmost indifference
my pearly armor.

“What kind of ma

“Kind of poor, sir, and with a shoul-

drinking to?"

ess sir, and you

asked

der bag."
“Then tell him to go to hell!" T
roared. "Let him be gone at once, Тт

not at home, I'm not in town, I'm not in
this world.

Т slammed the door, shot the bolt. My
heart seemed to be pounding right up in
my throat, Half a minute or so passed. I
do not know what came over me, but,
already shouting, I suddenly unfastened
the door and still naked. jumped out of
the bathroom. In the passage I collided
with Elsie who was returning to the
kitchen.

"Stop him," I shouted. “Where is he?
Stop him."

"He's gone," she said, politely disen-

gaging herself Пот my unintentional
embrace.
“Why the deuce did you" 1 began,

but did not finish my sentence, rushed
away, put on shoes, trousers and over-
coat, ran downstairs and out into the

street. Nobody. I went on to the corner,
stood there for a while looking about me
nd finally went back indoors. I was
alone, as Lydia had gone out very сапу
to sce some female acquaintance of hers,
she said. When she returned I told her I
was fecling out of sorts and would not
come with her to the café as had been
settled.

“Poor
lie dow
pirin som
café alor

She went. The maid had gone out too.
1 listened in agony for the doorbell to
ring.

“Whar a fool” I kept
“what an incredible fool!”

I was in an awful state of quite mor-
bid exasperation. I did not know what
to do, I was ready to pray to a noi iSt-
ent God for the sound of the bell.
When it grew dark I did not switch on
the light, but remained lying on the di-
van—listening, listening. He was sure to
come before the front door was locked
for the night, and if he did not, well,
then tomorrow, or the day after tomor-
row he was quite, quite certain to come.
1 should die if he did not—oh, he was
bound to come. . . . At last, about cight
o'clock the bell did ring. I ran to the
door.

“Phew, I am tired!" said Lydia in
homely fashion, pulling her hat off as
she entered, and tossing her h

She was accompanied by Ardalion. Не
and I went to the parlor, while my wife
got busy in the kitchen.

“Cold is the pilgrim and hungry!"
said Ardalion, warming his palms at the
central heating and misquoting the poet
Nekrasov

A silence.

“Say what you may,” he went on, peer-
t my portrait, "but there is a like-
ness, quite able likeness, in fact.
I know I'm being conceited, but, really,
I can't help admiring it every blessed
time I see it. And you've done well, my
dear fellow, to shave that mustache off

ар

thing,” she said. "You should
and take somcthing: there's as-

ewhere. All right. ГИ go to the

repeating,

ing

"supper is served,” chanted
gently, from the dining room

I could not touch my food. I kept on
sending one car out to walk up and
up to the door of my Hat, though
1 was much 100 late now
Two pet dreams of mine," spoke Ar-
g up d;
d richly
amis:

Lyd

yers of ham as il
munching.
exhibition and

p to Italy.
This person has not touched a drop
of vodka for more than a month
Lydia in an explanatory way.

"Talking of vodka," said Ardalion
"has Perebrodov been to sce you?"

Lydia put her hand to her mouth.
"Sciped by bebory,” she said through
her fingers. “Absolutely.

“Never saw such a goose. The fact is 1
had asked her to tell you . . . Is about
a poor artist-lellow—Perebrodov by
name—old pal of mine and all that.
Came on foot from Danzig you know, ot
at least says he did. He sells hand-painted
теце cases, so | gave him your ad-
dres—Lydia thought you'd help him

"Oh, ves, he has called," 1 answered,
“yes, he has called all right. And 1 jolly
well told him to go 10 the devil. ГА be
most obliged to you, if you'd stop send.
ing me all kinds of sponging rogues. You
may tell your friend not to bother about
coming again, Really—it's a bit thick.
Anyone would think 1 was a professional
benefactor. Go to blazes with your
what's his-name—I simply won't have

“There, there, Herma
dia softly.

Ardalion made an explosive sound
with his lips. "Passing sad,” he observed.
I went on fuming for some time—

” put in Ly-

don't remember the exact words—not
important.

“It really seems,” said. Атда
side glance at Lydia, “I have put my foot
in. Sorry."

I fell silent suddenly and
thought, stirring my tea w
done all it could with the sugar;
alter a time I said aloud:
“What a perfect donkey Т
“Oh, come, don't overdo it,
ion good-naturedly.

My own folly made me gay.

n with a

then

dal

How on
earth had it not occurred to me that if

Felix had actually come (which in itself
would have been something of a wonder,
considering he did not even know my
name), the maid ought to have been
flabbergasted, for in front of her would
have stood my perfect double!

Now that I had come to think of it my
fancy conjured up vividly the girl's cjac-
ulation, and how she would have
rushed to me and gasped, and clung to
me, babbling about the marvel of our

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resemblance. Then 1 would have ex-
plained to her that it was my brother
unexpectedly arrived from Russia. As it
was T had spent a long lonely day in ab.
surd sufferings, for instead of being sur-
prised by the bare fact of his coming 1
had kept trying to decide what was
going to happen next—whether he
gone for good or would come back yet.
nd what was his game, and had not his
coming vitiated the fulfillment of my
still unvanquished, wild and wonderful
dream; or alternatively, had а score of
people, knowing my face, seen him in
the street, which, if so, would have
и an end to my plans.

m

After having thus pondered over the

ger so easily dispelled, 1 felt, as already
mentioned, a flow of mer
L

and

ood wi

"Em n

туу today. Please excuse me.
To be honest, I have simply not seen
ightful friend. He came at the
wrong moment. T w: ing my bath.
nd Elsie told him | wasn't in. Here:
give him these three marks when you sce
him— do 1 do gladly—and tell

your di

5 an idea,” said Ardalion, “T'I
have a shot there myself. By the bye, he
drinks like a fish, good old Perebrodov.
Ask that aunt of mine, who married a
French farmer—I told you about her—a
very lively lady, but dashed close-fisted.
She had some land in the Crimea and
during the fighting there in 1920 Pere-
brodov and I drank up her cellar.”
"As t0 that trip to Italy—well, we sl
I, smiling, “yes, we shall see.
п has а heart of gold," re-
rked Lydia.

“Pass me the sausage, my dear,” said I,
smiling as before.

1 could not quite make out at the time
what was going on in me—but now |
know wh my passion for my
double was surging anew with a muffled
but formidable violence which
escaped all control, It started by my be-
coming aware thai the town of Ber-
lin, there had appeared a certain dim
central point round which a confused
force compelled me to circle closer d
closer. The cobalt blue of mailboxes, or
that yellow plump-wheeled automobile
with the emblematic black-feathered e:
gle under its barred window; a postman
with his bag on his belly walking down
the street (with thar special rich slowness
which marks the ways of the experienced
worker) or the stamp-emitting autom
ton at the underground station; or even
some little philatelistic shop, with appe-
tizingly blended stamps from all parts of
the world crammed into windowed enve-
lopes; in short, everything connected

all

soon

158 with the post had begun to exercise

upon me a strange pressure, а ruthless
influence.

I remember that one day something
very like somnambulism took me to à
зіп lane I knew well, and so there I
was, moving nearer and nearer to the
magnetic point that had become the peg
of my being: but with a start 1 collected
my wits and fled: and presently—within
а few minutes or quite as possibly within
a few days—I noticed that again I had
entered. that Jane. Tt was distribution
с, and they came toward me, at
rely walk, а dozen blue postme
leisurely they dispersed at the co
ed. biting my thumb, I shook my
l D was still resisting: and all the
while, with the mad throb of unerring
intuition, I knew that the letter was
there, awaiting my call and that sooner
or later 1 would yield to temptation.

То begin with, let us take the following
motto (not especially for this chapter,
but generally): Literature is Love. Now
we can continue.

It was darkish in the post office; two or
three people stood at every counter,

mostly women nd at every counter,
framed in his little window, like some
tarnished picture, showed the face of an

official. 1 looked for number nine. . . .I
wavered before going up to i
There was, in the middle of the place, a
series of writing desks, so 1 lingered
there, pretending, in [ront of my own
self, that I had something to write: on
the back of an old bill which I found in
my pocket, T began to scrawl the very
first words that came. The pen supplied
by the State screeched and rattled, I
kept thrusting it into the inkwell,
the black spit therein: the
paper upon which I leaned my elbow
was all crisscrossed with the imprints of
unreadable lines. Those irrational char-
acters, preceded as it were by a minus,
remind me always of mirrors: minus x
us = plus. It struck me that perhaps
Felix too was a minus 1, and that was
line of thought of quite astounding i
portance, which I did wrong, oh, very
wrong, not to have thoroughly inves
ted
Meanwhile

the consumptive pen

t
мор, can't stop. cans, pots, stop, he'll to
hell. I crumpled the slip of paper in my
fast. An impatient fat female squeezed in
nd snatched up the pen, now free,
shoving me aside as she did so with a
twist of her sealskin rump.

All of a sudden I found myself stand.
ng at counter nine. A large face with

my hand went on spitting words: cai

sandy mustache glanced at me inquir
ingly. I breathed the password. А hand
with a black cot on the index

gave me not one but three letters. Tt
now seems to me to have all happened
in a flash; and the next moment 1 was
Iking along the street with my hand

pressed чо my heart, As soon as I
reached а bench I sat down and tore the

t up some memorial there: for im.
ncc, a yellow signpost. Let that parti-
cle of time leave а mark in space as well
There 1 was, sitting and reading—and
then suddenly choking with unexpected
and irrepressible Laughter. Oh, cour
tcous reader, those were leucrs of the
blackmailing kind! A blackmailing let
ter, which none perhaps will ever un
seal, a blackmailing leter addressed
P. О. till called for, under an agreed ci
pher, to boot, ie. with the c
confession that its sender knows neither
the name nor the address of the person
he writes to—that is а wildly funny para
dox indeed!

In the first of those three letters (mid.
dle of November) the blackmail theme
was merely foreshadowed. It was much
offended with me, that letter, it Че
manded explanations, it seemed verily
10 elevate its eyebrows, as its author did,
it à moment's notice to smile hi
; for he did not understand,
he said, he was extremely desirous to
understand, why I had behaved so mys-
teriously, why I had, without dinc
matters, stolen away in the dead of
night. He did have certain suspicions,
that he did, but was not willing to show
his cards yet; was ready to conceal those
suspicions from the world, if only 1 act-
ed as I should; and with dignity he
pressed his hesitations and with dignity
expected a reply. It was all very un
grammatical and at the same time stilt
ed, that mixture being his natural style.

In the next letter (end of December.
What patience!) the specific the
already more conspicuous. It was p
now why he wrote to me at all
memory of ı
gray-blue vi
de
gnawed at his entrails: his cupi
stung to the quick, he licked his parched
lips, he could not forgive himself for hav-
ing let me go and thus been cheated of
that adorable rustle, which made the tips
of his fingers itch. So he wrote that he
ready t0 grant me a new interview;
that he had thought things over of late:
but that if | declined seeing him or
simply did not reply he would be com-
pelled—right here came pat an enormous
ink-blot which the scoundrel had made
оп purpose with the object of intriguing
s he had not the faintest notion what
kind of threat to declare.

Lastly, the third, ry, leuer was a
иие masterpiece on his part 1 reme
ber it in more detail than the rest, be
cause I preserved it somewhat longer:

The
1000-mark note, of that
ion which had whisked un-
his very nose and then vanished,

Receiving no answers to my first let-
ters it begins seeming to me that it is
high time to adopt certain measures
but notwithstanding I give you one

-down again!”

de-

“That blasted maid’s got everything ups

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more month for reflection after which
L shall go straight to such a place
where your actions will be fully
judged at their full value though if
there also I find no sympathy for who
is uncorruptible nowadays then I
shall have recourse to action the ex-
act nature of which I leave wholly to
your imagination as I consider that
when the government does not want
and there is an end of it t0 punish
windlers it is every honest citizen’
duty to produce such a crashing din
in relation to the undesirable person
as to make the state react willy-nilly
but in view of your personal situa-
tion and fiom considerations of kind-
ness and readiness to oblige 1 am
prepared to give up my intention
nd refrain from making any noise

upon the condition that during the
nt month you send me please a

ble sum as indemnity
I the worries 1 have had the
sitet amount of which I leave with
respect t0 your own estimation.

“Sparrow” and
1 post office,

as long
ihe Gorhic charm of which my rather

me translation is hardly
vender
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underneath
shing that last letter,
capable of

ng. АШ its features pleased me:
scam of words, untram-

meled by a single punctuation. mark:
that doltish display of puny curdom
coming from so harmles-looking an ir
dividual; that implied consent to accept
any proposal, however revolting, provid-
ed he got the money. But what, above
Jl. gave me delight, delight of such
force and ripeness that it was difficult to
bear, consisted in the fact that Felix of
his own accord, without any prompting
from me, had reappeared and was offer-
ing me his services; nay, more: was com-
manding me to make use of his services
and, withal doing everything 1 wished,
was relieving me of any responsibility
that might be incuned by the fatal
succession of events.

I rocked with laughter as I sat on that
bench. Oh, do erect a monument there
(a yellow post) by all means! How did
he conceive it—the simpleton? That his
letters would, by some sort of telepathy,
form me of their arrival and that alter
l of their contents T
would magically believe in the potency
of his phantom menaces? How amusing
that I did somehow feel that the letters
awaited me, counter number nine, and
that 1 did intend answering them: in
other words, what he—in his arrogant
stupidity—had conjectured, Лай hap
pened!

As I sat on th
those letters in

was suddenly aware that my scheme had
received a final outline and that every:
thing, or nearly everything, was already
a mere couple of details were
still missing which would be no trouble
to fix. What, indeed, does trouble mean
in such matters? It all went on by itself.
it all flowed and fused together, smooth
ly taking inevitable forms, since that very
moment when 1 had first seen Felix.
Why, what is this talk about trouble,
when it is the harmony of mathematical
symbols, the movement of. planets, the
hitchless working of natural laws which
have a true bearing upon the subject?
My wonderful edifice grew without my
ssistance; yes, from the very start every-
thing had complied with my wishes; and
when now I asked myself what to write
to Felix, I was hardly astonished to find
that letter in my brain, as ready-mad
there as those congratulatory telegra
can be sent for
certain additional payment to newly mar
ried couples. It only remained to in-
scribe the date in the space left for it on
the printed form.
Let us discuss crime, crime as an
ad card tricks. I am greatly worked up
just at present. Oh, Conan Doyle! How
marvelously you could have crowned
your creation when your two heroes be-
gan boring you! What an opportunity.
what a subject you missed! For you
could have written one last tale con-
cluding the whole Sherlock Holmes
epic; one last episode beautifully setting
off the rest: the murderer in that tale
should have turned out to be not the
one-legged bookkeeper, mot the
man Ching and not Ше woma

in crim-

son, but the very chronicler of the crime
storics, Dr

Watson himself — Watson,
‚ knew what was WI
son. A staggering surprise for the reader.
I put the third and most vic
по my pocketbook and tore up the other
two, throwing their fragments into the
neighboring shrubbery (which at once
attracted several sparrows who mistook
them for crumbs). Then 1 sallied to my
office where 1 typed а letter to Felix with
detailed indications as to when and where
he should come; endosed 20 marks and
went out again.

I did not drop the letter, but stood
there, bending under my burden аз be-
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at two little girls playing near me on the
pavement: they rolled by turns an irides-
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I selected the younger of the two—she
was a delicate little thing. dark-haired,
dressed in a checkered frock (wha
wonder she was not cold on that harsh
February day) and, patting her on the
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She glanced up at me, rose from her
squatting position (she had a small face
of wanslucid pallor and rare beauty),
took the letter, gave me a divine smile
accompanied by a sweep of her long
lashes, and ran to the letter box. I did
not wait to see the rest, and crossed Ше
street, slitting my eyes (that ought to be
noted) as if 1 really did not see well:
art for art's sake, for there was no one
about.

At the next corner I slipped into the
glass booth of a public telephone and
rang up Ardalion: it was necessary to do
something about him as I had decided
long ago that this meddlesome portrait
painter was the only person of whom 1
ought to beware. Let psychologists clear
up the question whether it was the
simulation of nearsightedness ihat by
association prompted me to act at once
toward Ardalion intended
to act, or was it, on the contrary, my
constantly remind myself of his dan-
gerous eyes that gave me the idea of
feigning nearsightedness.

Oh, by the bye, lest I forget, she will
grow up, that child, she will be very
good-looking and probably happy, and
she will never know in what an eerie
business she had served as go-between.

Then, also, there is another likeli-
hood: fate, not suffering such blind and
naive brokerage, envious fate with its
vast experience, assorument of con-
fidence wicks, and hatred of compe
ution, may cruelly punish that little
maiden for intruding, and make her
wonder—“Whatever have 1 done to be
so шоган ad never, never, nev-
er will she understand. But ту con-
science is clear. Not I wrote to Felix, but
he wrote to me: not I sent him the an-
swer, but ап unknown child.

When I reached my next destina-
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amid а small public garden, there used
to play on summer evenings а fountain
of changing colors, cleverly lit up from
below by polychromatic projectors (but
now the garden was bare and dreary,
and no fountain twinkled, and the thick
curtains of the café had won in their
class struggle with loafing drafts .
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how coal | am, how perfectly self-
possessed); when, as I say, 1 arrived, Ar-
dalion was already sitting there, and upon
seeing me, he raised his arm in the Ro-
man fashion. I took off my gloves, my
hat, my white silk muffler, sat down
next to him, and threw out on the table
a packet of expensive cigarettes.

"What are the good tidings?” asked
Ardalion, who always spoke to me in a
special fatuous manner.

I ordered coffee and began approxi-
mately thus:

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ss of your

way of living, your talent is dying,
pining „ so 10 speak; does not
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Ardalion winced.

“What have surroundings to do with
an? he muttered.

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1 suppose. These roses and peaches with
which you adorn your kmdlady’s dining
room, those portraits of respectable citi-
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.. contrive!”
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shine: sunshine is the friend of painters.
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interest you. Lers talk of somet
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letters in German: Ud ask you
slation. but it bores me still.
pe JI, E either lose the things
or just tear them up as they come. I un-
derstand they demand additional. pay-
ments. Next summer II build a house
there, thats what FH do. Then the
жог pull out the land from under it, T
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: of climate. Go on,

Tt may a

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You mentioned Italy, my dear chap.
c away. 1 like the subject.”
I havent really mentioned it yet,
said I with a laugh. "But as you have
pronounced that word . . . I say, isn't it
nice and cosy here? There are rumors
t you have stopped . . ."—and by a
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only joking
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make me tight. So that’s that, Heigh-ho.

how badly I have slept tonight! Weigh

ho... аһ! Awful thing insomnia," I
went on, looking at him through my
tears. “Ah . - . Do pardon me for yawn-

ing like that."

Ardalion, smiling wistfully, was toy-
ing with his spoon. His fat face, with its
leonine nosebridge. was inclined: his
evelids—reddish. waris for lashes—halt
screened his revolungly bright eyes. All
of a sudden he flashed a glance at me
and suid:

“If I took а trip to Italy, Га
paint some gorgeous stuff. What Га
out of selling it would at once go to set
Пе my debt.”

"Your debt? Got debis" I asked
mocking!
"Oh, drop it, Hermann Karlovich.”

said he, using for the first time, I think.
my name and patronymic. “You quite
understand what Fm driv Lend
me two hundred. fifty marks, оз make it
dollars, and TH pray for your soul in all
the Florentine churches.”

For the moment take 1 pay for
your visa, T1 flinging open my wal-
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Nansensical passporis. not а solid Ger
man one, as | shall soon possess Ask for
d a immediately,
spend this advance on drink."
Shake hands, old
ion.

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dull here; the little woman needs some-
thing to amuse her. Now il 1 go by my-
sell . . . You sev she's of the jealous sort
he'll keep imagining me geting tight
somewhere. Really, do det her come
away with me for a month, ch?
“Maybe she'll come later оп, Maybe
well both come. Long have 1, weary
slave, been planning my escape to the
land ol t and the translucent
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spats, my fect were numb with
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glanced back and exposed his fine but
teeth. Our mecting had the exact
color of chance I wanted.
es, I'm coming your w; id I in
answer to his question. "I've got to visit

said Orlovius floun-
"How is your wife?

dering at my side.
Very well?

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well?” he continued to inquire cour-
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‘Trifles that would have amused me be-
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: that would have amused me
now annoy Here,

before
stance-

me. for in-

I gave a slight snort of laughter, and
produced my pocketbook.

“I got this
idiotic blackmailing letter, and it some-
how weighs upon my mind. Ri it
you like. it’s а rum business.

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letter closely. While he read, I examined
the shopwindow near which we were
standing: there, pompous and inane, a
couple of bathtubs and various other
lavatory accessories gleamed white; and
next to it was а shopwindow with
cofins and there, too, all looked pomp-
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I popped the letter back into my wal-
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one time in the service of a distant rela-
tion of mine. An abnormal creature, if
not frankly insane. Got it into his head
my family had deprived him of some in-
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conviction which nothing can shatter

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the police.

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. . . Not worth really discussing. . . -
Tell me. what do you think of the
Chancellor's speech—read it?”

We continued to walk side by side,
comfortably conversing about foreign
and home politics. At the door of his
office I started removing—as the rules of
Russian politeness request—the glove
from the hand I was going to proffer.

“It is bad that you are so nervous,”
said Orlovius. “I pray you, greet, please,
your wife.”

“I shall do so by all means. Only you
know, I am preuy envious of your
bachelorhood.”

“Why so?"

“It's like this. Hurts mc to speak of it,
but, you sec, my married lile is not hap:
ру. My wife has а fickle heart, and—
well, she's interested in somebody. eke.
Yes, cold and frivolous, that's what T
call her, and I don't think she'd weep
long if I happened ... сг... you
know what 1 mean. And do forgive me
for airing such intimate troubles.

"Certain things | have long ob-
served," said Orlovius nodding his head
sagely and sadly.

1 shook his woolen paw and we part-
ed. It had all worked beautifully. Old
birds like Orlovius are wonderfully easy
to lead by the beak, because a combi
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ness to sympathize with everybody, not
only did hc take sides with the noble
loving husband when I slandered my
exemplary wife, but even decided рг
vately that he had "long observed” (as
he put it) a thing or two. I would give a
lot to know what that purblind eagle
could detect in the cloudless blue of our
wedlock. Yes, it had all worked beaut
fully. 1 was satisfied. I would have be:
still more satisfied had there not be
some miscarriage about the getti
that Italian visa.

Ardalion, with Lydia’s help, filled out
the application form, after which he was
told that at least a fortnight would
clapse till the v could be granted (I
had about one month before till the
ninth of March; in the worst case, I
could always write to Felix changing the
date). At last, late in February, Ardalion
received his visa and bought his tic
Moreover, І gave him 1000 marks—
it would last him, 1 hoped, two or
three months. He had arranged to go on
the first of March, but it transpired sud-
denly that he had managed to lend the
entire sum to а desperate friend. and
was now obliged to await its retur
rather mysterious case to say the least of
it. Ardalion maintained that it was a
"mauer of honor." 1, on my p
always most skeptical about such vague
ус honor—and.

g ol

matters which inve

you, not the honor of the ragged bor
rower himself, but always that of a third
or суеп fourth. party, whose name is not
disclosed. Ardalion (always according to
his tale) lent the money, the other
swearing he would return it within
three days; the usual time limit with
those descendants of feudal barons.
When that time had expired Ardalion
went to look for his debtor and, natural.
ly, could not find him anywhere. With
icy fury , I asked for his name. Ardalion
attempted to evade the question and
then said: "Oh. you remember—that fel.
low who once called оп you." That
made me lose my temper altogether.

Upon regaining my calm, | would
have probably helped him out, had not
things been complicated by my being
rather short of money, whereas it м
absolutely necessary that 1 should
in amount about me. I told him
to set forth as he was, with a ticket and
a few marks in his pocket. I'd send him
the rest, 1 L He answered that he
would do so. just postponing his depa
ture for a couple of days in case the
money might still be retrieved. And i
deed on the third of March he rang me
up to say, rather casually, I thought
that he had got back his loan and was
starting next evening. On the fourth it
turned out that Lydia, to whom. for
some reason or other, Ardalion had giv-
en his ticket to keep for him, was at
present incapable of recalling where she
had put it. A gloomy Ardalion crouche
on a stool in the hall: “Nothing то be
done,” he muttered repeatedly. “Fate
against it.” From the adjoining rooms
there came the banging of drawers and
a fran ig of paper:
hunting for the ticket. An
Ardalion gave up and went home. Lydia
sat on the bed crying her heart out. On
the fifth she discovered the ticket among
the dirty linen prepared for the laun-
dry: and on the sixth we went to see Ar-
dalion off.

The wi due to leave at 10:10.
The longer hand of the clock would
point like а setter, then pounce on the
coveted minute, and forthwith aim at
the next. No Ardalion. We stood wait
ing beside the coach marked “Milan.

“What on earth is the matter," Lydia
kept worrying. "Why doesn't he come?
Em anxious.”

All that ridiculous fuss about. Ardal-
ions departure maddened me to such
an extent that I was now айай to un-
clench my teeth lest 1 have a fit or some
thing on the station platform. Two
sordid individuals, one sporting a blut
tosh, the other a Russian-look|
greatcoat with a moth-eaten astrakliau
collar, came up and, dodging me, efu-
sively greeted Lydia.

“Why doesn't he come? What d'you
think has happened?" Lydia asked, look
ing at them with frightened eyes and

c rustli

mac

holding away from her the litle bunch
of violets which she had taken the trou-
ble to buy for the brute. The blue mack-
intosh spread out his hands, and the fur
collar pronounced in a deep voice
“Nescimus, We do not know."
1 felt 1 could not contain myself any
longer aud, wrning sharply, marched
olf toward the exit. Lydia ran after mez
"Where arc you going, wait a bit, I'm

sure he's”
Te was at this minute that Ardalion
appeared in the distance. A gr ed

tatterdemalion held him up by the el-
bow and cared his portmanteau. So
drunk was Ardalion that he could bare-
ly stand on his feet; the grim one, too,
reeked of spirits.

Oh, dear, he can't go
cried Lydi
Very flushed, very humid, bewildered
without his overcoat (in
ion of southern warmth),
Ardalion started upon a tottering round
of slobbery embraces. I just managed to
avoid him.

“My name's Perebrodov,
artist,” blurted his grim companion,
confidentially thrusting out, as if it held
a dirty postcard, an unshakable hand in
my direction. “Had the fortune of meet-
ing you in the gambling hells of C;

“Hermann, do something! Impossi

ble to let him go like that,” wailed Lyd-
ja tugging at my sleeve.
Meanw! the carriage doors were
lready slamming. Ardalion, swaying
and emitting appealing crics, had reeled
off to follow the cart of a sandwich-and-
brandy vendor, but was caught by
friendly hands. Then, all at once, he
gathered up Lydia in his dutch and.
covered her with juicy kisses.

"Oh, you googly kid,” he cooed,
"goodbye, kid, thanks, kid . ..

"Look here, gentlemen,” said I with
perfect calm, "would you mind helping
me to lift him into the carriage?

ded off. Beaming and
bawling, Ard n all but tumbled out
of the window. Lydia, a lamb in leop-
ard's clothes, troued alongside the cir-

in such a

professional

riage almost as far as Switzerland. When
the last ge turned its buffers upon
her, she bent low, ре under the

receding wheels (a national supersti-
tion) and then crossed herself. She still

held in her fist that litte bunch of
violets.
Ah, what relief. . . . The sigh I

heaved filled my chest and Т let it out
noisily. All day long Lydia gently fret-
ted and worried, but then а wire came—
two words: veling merrily""—and
that soothed her. I had now to tackle
he most tedious part of the business:
talking to her, coaching her.

1 fail to remember the way 1 beg:
when the current of my memory is turned
on, that talk dy in full swing. I scc

Lydia sitting on the divan and staring at
me with dumb amazement. I see myselt
sitting on the edge of a chair opposite
her and now and then, like a doctor,

touching her wrist. 1 hear my even
voice going on and on. First I told her
something, which, I said, I had never

told anyone before. I told her about my
brother. He was a student in
n the war broke out; was
recruited. there and fought against the
Russians. T had always remembered him
as a quiet, despondent little fellow. My
parents used to thrash me and spoil him;
he did not show them any affection,
however, but in regard to me he devel-
oped an incredible, more than brotherly
adoration, followed me everywhere,
looked into my сус, loved everything
that came into contact with me, loved to
smell my pocket handkerchief, to put on
my shirt when still warm from my body,
his teeth with my brush. At first
cd a bed with a pillow at cach
end until it was discovered he could not
go to sleep without sucking my big tot,
whereupon I was expelled to a mattress
in the lumber room, but since he insisted
on changing places with me in the mid-
dle of the night, we never quite knew,
nor did dear Momma, who was sleeping
where. It was not a perversion on his
part—oh, not at all—it was but the best

press our indescribable
ach other so
ives used to

he could do to ex
oneness, for we
closely that our nearest re
mistake us, and as the years went on
this resemblance grew more and more
perfect. I remember that when I
seeing him off on his way to Germany
(that was shortly before P.
shot) the poor fellow sobbed with such
bitterness as though he foresaw what a
long and cruel separation it would b
People on the platform looked at u
looked at those two identical youths who
stood with interlocked hands and peered
into each other's cycs with a kind of sor-
rowful ecstasy . . <

Then came the war. Whilst languish-
ing in remote captivity I never had any
news of my brother, but was somehow
sure that he had been killed. Sultry
years, blackshrouded years. I taught my-
self not to think of him; and even later.
when I was married, not a word thereof
did I breathe to Lydia—it was all too
sad.

Then, soon after my bringing my wife
„ a cousin (who took his сис

©

n passing, just to utter that single line)

informed me that Felix, though alive,
had morally perished. I never learned
the exact manner in which his soul was
wrecked. . . . Presumably, his delicate
structure did not withstand the

<“... And to my faithful valet, Sidney, who I
promised to remember in my will—Hi there, Sidney!”

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166 ding me far

“You've got to give the cruise director
an A for effort, anyway.”

n of war, while the thought that 1
e (for, strange 10 say, he, 100.
sure of his brothers death), that
never would he sec his adored double, or
bewer say, the optimal edition of his
wn personality, this thought crippled
his mind. he felt as if he had lost both
support and ambition, so that
forth life could be lived anyhow.
down he went. That man
as some musical instrument now turned
thief and forger, took to drugs and final-
ly committed murder: he poisoned the
woman who kept him. I learned of the
latter affair from his own lips; he had
not even been suspected—so cunningly
had the evil deed been concealed. As to
my meeting him again ... well, that
was the work of chance, а most unes-
pected and painful meeting too (опе of
its consequences being that change in
me, that depression. which суеп Lydia
had noticed) in a café at Prague: he
stood up, 1 remember, upon seeing me,
opened his arms and crashed backward
n a deep swoon which lasted 18 minutes.
ibly painful. Instead of the
sluggish, dreamy, tender lad, I found a
talkative madman, all jerks

was

Yes, hoi

nd jumps.

The happi he experienced upon
being reunited with me. dear old. Her-
mann, who a dressed in a hand.

some gray suit, had arisen from the dead,
not only did not lull his conscience, but
quite, quite contrariwise, convinced him.

of the шпег in
ha murder on his mind. The conver-
sation we had was awful; he kept

nd bid-
ers wept

nds with kisses,
ll. Even the wa

covering my ha

сту soon I realized that no human
d could now shake the
ad formed of killing him-
self; even I could do nothing, I who al-
ways had hi inlluence on
him. Th ved through were
anyth nt. Putting myself in
his shoes, I could readily imagine the
refined torture which his memory made
him endure; and Т perceived,
the sole issue for him was d
forbid anyone passing through such an
ordeal—that is, seeing one's brother per-
ish and not having the mor
avert his doom.

But now comes the complicatioi
soul, which had its mystical sid
for some atonement, some sacrifice: mere-
ly putting a bullet through |
seemed 10 him not sufficient.

1 want to make a gift of my de;
somebody,” he suddenly said and h
eyes brimmed with the diamond light of
ss. "Make а gilt of my death. We
two are still more alike than we were
formerly. In our sameness I see a divine
intent. To lay one's h piano
does not yet mean the making of music,
and what 1 want is music. Tell me,
might it nor benefit you in some way to
vanish from the earth?"

At first, I did nor heed his question: I
supposed that Felix was delirious: and a
gypsy orchestra in the café drowned part
of his speech; his subsequent words
proved, however, that he had a definite
plan. So! On one hand the abyss of a
soul in torment, on the other, business
prospects. In the lurid glare of his tragic
fate and belated heroism, that part of his

таи

ме

nds upor

plan which concerned те.

m

profit, my

wa

during an earthquake

Having arrived at this point of my sto-
ry. I stopped speaking. and leaning back
in my chair with folded arms, looked
fixedly at Lydia. She seemed to flow
down from the couch on to the carpet.
crawled up to me on her knees, pressed
her head against my thigh and, in a
hushed voice, started comforting me:
“Oh, you poor, poor thing,” she purred.
“I'm so sorry for you, for your brother.
Heavens, what unhappy people
there are in the world! He mustn't dic,
it is never impossible to save a person.”

“He can't be saved." said 1, with what
is called, I believe, a bitter smile. “He is
determined to die on his birthday; the
ninth of March—that is to say, the day
ter tomorrow; and the President of the
State could not prevent it. Suicide is
the worst form of self-indulgence. АШ
one can do is to comply with the m
тугу whim and brighten up things for
him by granting him the knowledge th:
in dying he performs a good useful deed
—of a crude material nature, perhaps,
but anyhow, uscful.

Lydia hugged my leg

nd stared up at
m

His plan is as follows,” I w
a bland voice: "My life, say, is insured
for half a million, In à wood, som
where, my corpse is found. My widow.
that is you”

“Oh, stop saying such horrors,” cried
Lyd ımbling up from the carpet.
Гуе just been reading а story like that.
Oh, do please stop”

72... My widow, that is you, collects
hen she retires to а seclud-
broad. After à while, under an
name, 1 join her
ry her, if shc

t on,

interrupt, like two drops of blood. and

he'll be particularly like me when dead."
Do stop, do stop! I won't believe
there's no way of saving him. . .. Oh,

Hermann,
hi

how wicked! Where is
tually?—here in Berl
No, in another. part of the country.
You keep repeating like a fool: save him,
ve him. . . . You forget that he is a
murderer and a mystic. As to me, I
haven't the right ro refuse him a little
thing that may lighten and adorn his
death. You must understand that here we
nd ourselves entering a higher spiritual
plane. It would be one thing if 1 said to
you, "Look here, old girl my business
going badly, I'm faced with bankrupt
cy. also I'm sick of everything and yearn
for a remote land, where ГЇЇ devote my-
self to contemplation and poultry breed-
ing, so let us use this rare chance" But I

say nothing of the sort, although 1 am оп
the brink of ruin and for ages have been
dreaming, as you know, of Ше in the lap
of Nature, What I do say is something
very different, namely: however hard,
however terrible it may be, one cannot
deny one’s own brother the fulfillment of
his dying request, one cannot prevent him
from doing роой—И only posthumous
good.

Lydia's eyelids Пицегса—1 had quite

bespit her—but despite the spouting of
my speech, she nestled against me, hold-
ing me tight. We were both now on the
divan, and 1 continued:
‘A refusal of that kind would be a sin.
І don't want it. J don't want to load my
conscience with a sin of that weight. Do
you think I didn't object and try to rea-
son with him? Do you think I found it
asy to accept his offer? Do you think I
have slept all these nights? I may as well
tell you, my dear, that since last year I
have been suffering horribly—I would
not have my best friend sufler so. Much
do 1 care indeed for that insurance mon-
cy! But how can I refuse, tell me, how
can | deprive him of one last joy—hang
it all, it’s no good talking!"

1 pushed her aside, almost knocking
her off the divan, and started. marching
to and fro. 1 gulped, 1 sobbed. Specters
of red melodrama reeled.

“You are a million times cleverer than
half whispered Lydia, wringing
her hands (yes, reader, dixi, wringing
her hands), "but it’s all so appalling, so
unexpected, I thought it only happened
in books. . . . Why, it means . . . ch.
everything will change—completely. Our
whole life! Why . . . F'rinstance, what
about Arda

"To hell, to hell with him! Here we
are discussing the very greatest human
tragedy and you plump in wih

"No, I just asked like that. You've sort
of dazed me, my head feels quite funny.
I suppose that—not exactly now, but I
er on—it will be possible to see him and
explain matters... . Hermann, what
d'you th

"Drop worrying about trifles. The fu-
шге will settle all that. Really, really,
really" (my voice suddenly changed to а
shrill scream), "what an idiot you are!"

She melted into tears and. was all at
once a yielding creature. quivering on
my breast: “Please,” she faltered,
se, forgive me. Oh, I'm а fool, you
are right, do forgive me! This awful
thing happening. Only this morning
everything seemed so nice, so clear, so
everydayish. Oh, my dear, I'm most terri-
bly sorry for you. I'll do anything you
want.

What I want now
dying for some сойее.

“Come to the kitchen,” she said, wip-
ing her tears. ^Lll do anything. Dut

is cofice—I am

please, stay with me, I'm frightenc
In the kitchen. Already appeased,
though still sniffing a liule, she рошсй
the big brown сойее beans into the open
bill of the mill, compressed it between
her knees, and began turning the han-
dle. It went stiffly at first, with many a
creak and crackle, then there was а sud-
den easement
“Imagine, Lydia,” said I, siuing on
the table and dangling my legs, "imag.
ine that all I'm telling you is fiction.
Quite seriously, you know, I've been
trying to make myself believe that it was
purely an invention of mine or some sto-
ry 1 had read somewhere; it was the only
way not to go mad with horror. So, lis
ten; the two characters are: an enterpris
ing self-destroyer and his insured double.
Now, as the insurance company is not
obliged to pay in cases of suicide—"
“Tve made it very strong," said Lydi.
“You'll like it. Yes, dear, Em listening.’
“—the hero of this cheap mystery story
demands the following measures: the
thing should be staged in such a manner
as to make it appear a plain murder. J
do not want to enter into technical de-
tails, but here it is in а nutshell: the gun
is fastened to a tree trunk, а string tied
to the trigger, the suicide turns away,
pulling that string, and gets the shot
bang in the back. That's a rough outline
of the business.
"Oh, wait a bit," cried Lydia, “I've re-
membered something: he somehow fixed
the revolver to the bridge . . . No, th
wrong: he first tied a stone with a string
. . . det me see, how did it go? Oh, I've
got it: he tied a big stone to one end
and the revolver to the other, and then
shot himself, And the stone fell in the
water, and the string followed across the
and the revolver came next—all
splash into the water. Only I can't re
member why it was necessary."
Smooth water, in brief; and a dead
left on the bridge. What a good
thing coffee is! Т had а splitting head-
ache; now it’s much better. So that's
clear to you, more or 165—1 mean the
way ir all has to happen.

I sipped the fiery coffee and meditated
the while. Odd, she had no imagination
whatever. In а couple of days life
changes—topsy-turvy . . . a regular earth-
quake . . . and here she was, comfortably
drinking coffee with me and recalling
some Sherlock Holmes adventure.

I was mistaken, however: Lydia started
and said, slowly lowering her cup:

“I'm just thinking, Hermann, that if
it's all going to be so soon, then we
ought to begin packing. And, oh, dear,
there's all that linen in the wash. And
your tuxedo is at the cleaner’s.”

“First, my dear, 1 am not particularly
anxious to be cremated in evening dress;
secondly, pluck out of your head, quick

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168 when you keep looking

and for good, the idea that you ought to
act somehow, to prepare things and so
оп. There is nothing you ought to do,
for the simple reason that you know
nothing, nothing whatever—make a
mental note of that, if you please. So, no
mysterious allusions in front of your
fricnds, no busde, no shopping—let that
sink in, my good woman—otherwise we'll
П get into trouble. I repeat: you know
nothing as yet. After tomorrow your hus-
band goes for a drive in his car and fails
to return. It is then, and only then, that
your work begins. Very responsible
work, though quite simple. Now I want
you to listen with the utmost attention.
On the morning of the tenth you'll
phone to Orlovius telling him I've
gone, not slept at home and not yet re-
turned. You'll ask what to do about it.
And act according to his advice. Let
m, generally, take full possession of
the case, doing everything, such as in-
forming the police, et cetera. The body
will turn up very soon. It is essential
t you should make yourself believe
I'm really dead. As things stand it won't
be very far from the truth, as my brother
is part of my soul.
"I'd do anything," she said, "anything
for his sake and yours. Only I'm dread-
fully frightened and it is all getting
in my he
ot get mixed up. The chief
thing turalness of grief. It may not
хасПу bleach your hair but it must be
atural. In order to make your task easi-
er I've given Orlovius toto the
effect that you've ceased loving me for
years. So let it be the quiet reserved sort
of sorrow. Sigh and be silent. Then
when you see my corpse, that is, the
corpse of a m undistinguishable from.
me, you're sure to get a real good
shock.

I can't, Hermann! ТЇЇ die of

fright.
"Tt would be worse if right in the mor-
tuary ing your nose.
In any case, contain yourself. Don't
scream, or else it'll be necessary after the
screams to rake the general level of
your grief, and you know whar a bad ac-
tress you are. Now let us proceed. The
policy and my testament are in the m
dle drawer of my desk. After having had
my body burnt, in agreement with my
testament, after settling all formalities,
ш. through Orlovius, your
id doing with the money what he
5 you to, you'll go abroad to Paris.
Where will you stop in Paris?”
“1 don't know, Hermann
“Try and remember where it was we
put up when we were in Paris together.
Well?
“Yes, its coming ba
Hotel."
"Bur what hotel
“I can't remember a thing, Hermann.
t me like

ou started. powd

k 10 me now.

that. 1 tell
something.”
“TH give you a tip: it has to do with
grass. What is the French for gra
"Wait a sec—herbe. Oh, got i

юп it's coming back. Hotel

in case you forget
gain, you cin always look at your black
There's the hotel label on it

sil."
"Look here, Hermann
such a muff as all that. Though I think

I'm really not

I'd better take that trunk. The black

о

"So that's the place you stop at. Next
there comes something extremely impor-
tant. First, however. TI trouble you to

ay it all over again."

“TH be sad. FH пу not to cry too
much. Orlovius. Two black dresses and a
veil"

"Not so fast.
you see ihe bod:

"Fall оп my knees. Not scream.

“That's right. You see how nicely it all
pes out. Well, what comes ne:
"Next PH have him buried.

“In the first place not him, but me.
Ple: don't get that muddled, In the
second: not burial, but cremation, No-
body wants to be disinhumed. Orlovius
will inform the pastor of my merits
moral, civic, matrimonial. The pastor in
the crematorium chapel will deliver a
tfelt speech. To the sound of organ
music my coffin will slowly sink into
That's all. What айе
aris. No, w:
kinds of money formalities. I'm afraid,
you know, Orlovius will bore me to
death. Then, in Paris, ГИ go to the hotel
—now 1 knew it would happen, I just
thought I'd forget and so I have. You
sort of oppress me. Hotel . . . Hotel. . .
Oh—Malherbe! For safety—the trunk.

"Black. Now comes the important bi
as soon as you get to Paris, you let me
know. What method should I adopt to
e you memorize the address?"
“Retter write it down, Hermann. My
brain simply refuses to work at the
present. I'm so horribly afraid I shall
bungle it all.”

“No, my dear, | sha
ything. If only for the re

What will you do when

si

t write down
on that

E
you're bound to lose anything put down

in writing. You'll have (0 memorize the
address whether you like it or mot
There is absolutely no other way. 1 for-
bid you once and for all t0 write it
down, That clear?

“Ye, Hermann, but what if 1 can’
remember?"

“Nonsense. The address is q
Post office, Pignans, France.”
"s where Aunt Elisa used to live?
Oh, yes, that’s not hard ro remember.
But she lives near Nice now. Better go
to Nice.

"Good idea, but I shan't. Now comes
the name. For the sake of simplicity I

sim-

suggest you write thus: Monsieur Mal-
herbe.

“She is probably as fat and as livel
ever. D'you know, Ardalion wrote t
asking for money, but of course—

“Most interesting, I'm sure, but we
were talking of business. What
will you write on the address

"You haven't told me yet, Hermann!"

“Yes. І have. I suggest Monsieur Mal-
herbe.

“But .
isn’t it?”
xacdy. That's why. You'll find it
easier to remember by association.”

“Oh, Lord, I'm sure to forget the asso-
ciation, Hermann. I'm hopeless. Please.
Jet's not have any associations. Besides—
its getting awfully late, I'm exhausted.
‘Then think of a name yourself. Some
me уоште practically certain to re-
member. Would perhaps Ardalion do?"

“Very well, Hermann,

о thar's settled тоо. Monsieur Ardal-
ion. Post office, Pignans. Now the con
tents. You'll begin: ‘Dear friend, you
have surely heard about my bereave-
ment'—and so on in the same gist. A few
lines in all. You'll post the letter your-
self. You'll post the letter yourself. Got
drat?”

Very well, Hermann."

“Now, will you please repeat.”

You know the strain is too much for
ime. I'm going to collapse. Good heave
hall-pas one. Couldn't we leave it till
tomorrow?"
omorrow you will have to repeat it
all the same. Come, ler's get it over. Tm
listening...”

“Hotel Malherbe. I arrive. Т post that
letter. Myself. Ardalion. Post office, Pig
vance. And alter Гуе written,
тех?”

.. that’s the hotel, Hermann,

what
“No concern of yours. We'll see. Well.

can 1 be certain manage it
properly?"

“Yes, Hermann. Only don't make me
all over again. I'm dead be:
nding in the middle of the kitchen,
she expanded her shoulders, threw back
her head and shook it violently, and said
several times, her hands worrying her
hair: "Oh, how tired I am, oh, how——'
that "how" opened into a yawn. V
turned in at last, She undressed, scatter
ing about the room frock, stockings, var
ious feminine odds and ends; tumbled

you'll

into bed and settled down at once to a
comfortable nasal wheeze. I went to bed
too and put out the light, but could not
sleep. I remember she suddenly awoke
and touched my shoulder.

What d'you war
ing drowsiness.
Hermann," she
mann, tell me, I wonder
you think it’s... a swindle?”
o to sleep,” 1 replied. "Your bra
are not equal to the job. Deep tragedy

I inquired feign-

muttered: “Her
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170

ıd you with your nonsense
to sleep!”
She sighed blissfully, turned on her
side and was immediately snoring again.
Curious, although 1 did not deceive
myself in the least regarding my wife's
apacitics, well knowing how stupid, for
getful and clumsy she was, 1 had, some-
how, no misgivings, so absolutely did 1
believe that her devotion would make
her stinctively. the right course.
preserving her from any slip. and, what
tiered most, forcing her to keep my
ч. In fancy I clearly saw the way Or
is would glance at her bad imitation
of sorrow and sadly wag his solemn
head, and (who knows) ponder perhaps
upon the likelihood of the poor hus-
ad's having been done in by the lady's
amour; but then that threatening ler-
ter [rom the nameless lunatic would
come to him as а timely reminder.
The whole of the next day we spent at
home, and once more, meticulously and
strenuously, I kept tutoring my wile.
stuffing her with my will, just as a goose
i med, by force, with maize to fat-
its liver. By nightfall she was scarcely
able to walk; I remained satisfied with
her condition. It was time for me to g
ember how 1 racked my
‚ calculating what sum
ike with me, what to |
not much cash, not much at all
it occurred to me that it would be
¢ to take some valuable thing, so I
1 to Lydia
"Look here, give me your Moscow
brooch.”

. go

“Ah, ves, the brooch,” she said dully;
slunk out of the room, but immediately
came back. Jay down on the divan and
began to ay as she had neve
before.

“What
woman?”

For a long while she did not answer,
and then. amid much silly sobbing, and
with averted eyes, explained that the
diamond brooch, an empress’ gift to her
great-grandmother, had been pawned 10
obtain the money for Ardalion’s jour-
ney, as his friend

"AID right, all right, dor
said, pocketing the pawn ticket. “Deuced
cunning of him. Thank God he's gone,
жишей away—thars the main thing.

She instantly regained her composure
and even achieved а dew-bright smile
when she saw Т was not cross. Then she
tripped off to the bedroom, was long
rummaging there, and finally brought
me a cheap little ring, a pair of ear-
drops, an old-fashioned cigarette case
that had belonged to her mothe
ke.
dering about the
biting my thumb. "Listen,
When they ask you if I had
when they e vou as to
hit have killed me, reply: ‘I dor
know. And there's something else:
taking a suitcase with me, but th
strictly confidential. It ought not to
appear as though 1 was getting ready for

journey—thiat would be suspicious. As
ter of Haci”

yet cried

the matter, you wretched

mine

Tm

“Nothing lo be alarmed about,
officer—we're from “Consumer Reports.”

At that point 1 remember stopping
suddenly. How queer it was that when
all had been so beautifully devised and
foreseen, there should come sticking out
a minor detail, as when you are packing
and notice all at once that you have
forgotten to put in some small but cum-
hersome trifle—yes, there do exist such
unscrupulous objects. It should be said,
to my justification, that the question of
the suitcase was really the only point
which I decided to alter: all the rest went
just as I had designed it long, long ago—
maybe many months ago, mayhe that
very second when I saw a tramp asleep
оп the grass who exactly resembled my
corpse. No, thought I, better not take
the suitcase; there is always the risk of
somebody seeing me leaving the house
with it,

"Fm not taking it,” said 1 aloud, and
went on pacing the room.

How can I forget the morning of the
ninth of March? As mornings go. it v
pale and cold; overnight some snow H
fallen, and now every house porter w
stretch of sidewalk along
n a low snow ridge, where-
as the asphalt was already cl
black—only a little slimy. Lydia slept on
n peace. All was quiet. T began the busi
ness of dressing. That is how it went
two shirts, one over the other: yester-
day's one on top. as it was meant for
him. Drawers—also two pairs: and again
the top pair was for him. Then I made a
small parcel containing а manicure set, а
shaving kit, and a shochorn. So as not to
forget, I at once slipped that parcel into
the pocket of my overcoat which hung in
the hall. Then I put on two pairs of socks

vas

(the top one with a hole in it) black
shoes, mousegray spats; and, уса
th martly shod but still in my un.

dergarments, I stood in the middle of
the room and mentally checked
tions to see whether they con
formed to plan. Remembering that an
extra pair of garters would be required 1
теа
them to the parcel, which песе
coming out again into the hı
I chose my favorite lilac tic and thick
darkgray suit | had been often. wearing
lately. The following objects were di
tributed among pockets: my wallet (with
something like 1500 marks in й), раз
port, sundry scraps of paper with ad-
dresses, account

Stop, that's wrong, 1 said to myself, for
had I not decided not ло take my pass-
port? A very subtle move, that: the casual
craps of paper established one’s identity
more gracefully, 1 also took keys, cig-
vue case, lighter. Strapped оп my
Ist watch. Now I was dressed. 1

y ac
so as

une: some old ones

my pockets. I puffed slightly. I felt
er warm in my double cocoon. There
now remained the most i it item.

Quite the
drawer where IT rested, a careful exa

nation, and not the first onc, to bc sure.
Yes, YT маз admirably oiled; YT was
chock full of good things. . . . IT was
given to me in 1990, in Reval, by an un
Known officer; or, to be precise, he sim-
ply left IT with me and vanished. I have
no idea what became of that amiable

Неше afterward.
While 1 was thus engaged. Lydia
awoke. She wrapped herself up in a

dressing gown of a sickly pink hue and
we sat down to our morning coffee.
When the maid had left the room:

“Well,” I said, "the day has come! I'm
going in a minute.”

А very slight digression of a literary
nature; that rhythm is foreign to modern
speech, but it renders, especially well,
my epic calm and the dramatic tension
of the situation.

"Hermann, please stay, don't go any
where . il Lydia in a low voice
(and she even joined her hands together,
I believe).

"You remember everything,
I went on imperturbably.

“Hermann,” she repeated, "don't go.
Let him do whatever he likes, it’s his
fate, you mustn't interfere.

"I'm glad you remember everything.”
said I with a smile. “Good girl. Now let
me cat опе more roll and ГИ start.”

She broke into tears. Then blew her
nose with a last blast, was about to say
something, but began crying anew. It
was rather a quaint scene; 1, coolly, but-
tering a horn-shaped roll, she, seated op-
posite, her whole frame shaken by sobs. I
said, with my mouth ful

“Anyway, you'll be able, in front of
the world" (I chewed and lowed
here), alt that you had evil fore-
bodings, although I used to go away fair-
ly often and never said where. ‘And do
you know, madam, if he had any ene-
mies? ‘I don't, Mr. Coroner’ ”

“But whats going to come next?”
Lydia gently moaned, slowly and help-
lesly moving her hands ap;

“Thavll do, my dear,” said T, in an-
other tone of voice. "You've had your
little cry and now it's enough. And, by
the way, don't dream of howling today
in Elsie’s presence.”
bbed at her eyes with a crum-
pled handkerchief, emitted a sad little
t again made that gesture
of helpless perplexity, but now in silence
and without tears.

"You remember everything?" I іп-
quired for the last time, narrowly scru-
tinizing her.

Yes, Herman
so, so frightened . .
I stood ир, she stood up too. I said:
Goodbye. See you some day. Time to

go to my pa

“Hermann, tell me—you don't intend
being present. do you

I quite failed to see what she meant.

"Present? At what?"

don't

t

nd onc

everything. But I'm

“Oh, you know what Tm d
When he—oh, you know . . . that busi
ness of the string."

‘ou goose,” said I, "what did you ex-
pect? Somebody must be there to tidy up
afterwards. Now TIL trouble you not to
brood anymore over the matter
the pictures tonight. Goodbye, goos

I never kissed her on the mouth: 1
loathe the slush of lip kisses. It is said,
th nt Slavs, too—even in moments
excitement never kissed their
women—found it quecrish, perhaps even
a little repulsive, to bring into contact
one's own naked lips with another's ер
thelium. At that moment, however, 1
felt, for once, an impulse to kiss my wife
that way; but she was unprepared, so,
somehow, nothing came of it, except
that I grazed her hair with my lips; I re-
frained from making another attempt,
instead of which I clicked my heels and.
shook her listless hand. Then, the
hall, 1 rapidly got into my overcoat,
snatched my gloves, ascertained whether
I had the parcel, and when already mak-
for the door, heard her call me from
the dining room in a low whimpering
voice, but I did not take much notice as
I was in a desperate hurry to leave.

Т crossed the back yard toward a large
garage packed with cars. Pleasant smiles
welcomed me there. I got in and started
the engine. The asphalted surface of the
yard was somewhat higher than that of
the street so that upon entering the nar-
row inclined tunnel connecting the yard
with the street, my car, held back by its
brakes, lightly and noisclessly dipped.

То tell the truth I feel rather wi
keep on writing from noon to dawn,
producing а chapter рег day—or more.
What a great powerful thing art is! In

my situation, T ought to be flustcring,
scumying, doubling back. . . . There is
of course no immediate danger, and I

dare say such danger there will never be,
but, nevertheless, it is a singular rea
tion, this sitting still and writing, writ-

ing, or ruminating at length,
which is much the same, really. And the
further I write, the clearer it becomes
that I will not leave matters so, but
Ш my main object is attained, when
Twill most certainly take the risk of hav-
ing my work published—not much of a
isk, either, for as soon as my manuscript
is sent out I shall fade aw the world
being large enough to afford a place of
concealment to a quiet man with a
beard.

It was not spontaneously that I decid-
ed to forward my work to the penetrat-
ing novelist, whom, I think, I have
mentioned already, even addressing him
personally through the medium of my
story.

I may be mistaken, as 1 have long ago
abandoned reading over what I write—

no е left for that, let alone its
nauseating effect upon те.

I had first toyed with the idea of send-
ing the thing straight to some editor—
German, French, or Ameri
written in Russian and not all is
abl nd—well, to be frank, 1 am
particular about my literary. color:
and firmly believe that the loss of a sin-
gle shade or inflection would hopelessly
mar the whole. I have also thought of
sending it to the U.S.S.R., but 1 lack the
necessary addresses, nor do 1 know how
it is done and whether my manuscript
would be read, for I employ, by force of
habit, the Old-Regime spelling, and to
rewrite it would be quite beyond my
powers. Did I say "rewrite"? Well, I
hardly know if I shall stand the suain of
writing it at all.

Haviug t made up my mind to
€ my manuscript to one who is surc
to like it and do his best to have it pub-
lished, I am fully aware of the fact that
my chosen one (you, my first reader) is
an émigré novelist, whose books cannot
possibly appear in the U.S.S.R. Mayl
however, an exception will be made for
this book, considering that it was not
you who actually wrote it. Oh, how 1
cherish the hope that in spite of your
émigré signature (the diaphanous spu-
riousness of which will deccive nobody)
y find a market in the
R.! As Гат far from being an сп-
сту of the Soviet rule, I am sure to have
unwittingly expressed certain notions in
my book, which correspond perfectly to
the dialectical demands of the current
moment. It even seems to me sometimes
that my basic theme, the resemblance
between two persons, has a profound

llegorical meaning. TI remarkable
physical likeness probably appealed to
consciously!) as the promise of
that ideal sameness which is to unite
people in the classless society of the fu
ture: and by striving to make use of an
isolated case, I was, though still blind to
social truths, fulfilling, nevertheless, а
certain social function. And then there
is something else; the fact of my not
being wholly successful when putting
that resemblance of ours to practical use
can be explained away by purely social-
economic causes, that is 10 say. by thc
fact that Felix and I belonged to dif-
ferent, sharply defined classes, the fu:
of which none could hope to ach
single-handed, especially nowadays, when
the conflict of classes reached а
stage where comp! the
question. True, my mother was of low
birth and my fathers father herded
geese in his youth, which explains
where, exactly, а man of my stamp and
habits could have got that strong,
incompletely expressed lean
rds Genuine Consciousness. In
псу, I visualize a new world, where all
men will resemble one another as Her-
mann and Felix ; a world of Helixes

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172 calmly sailed р

nns; a world where the worker
fallen dead at the fect of his machine
be at once replaced by his perfect
g the serene smile of per-
Therefore I do think that

fect socialism
Soviet youths of today should derive
considerable benefit from a study of my
book under the supervision of an experi-

enced Marxist who would help them to
the rudimen-
ggles of the social message it
s. Aye let other nations, too,
translate it into their respective lan-
guages, so that Americam readers may
satisfy their craving Гог роту glamor:
the French discern mirages of sodomy in
my partiality for a vagabond; and Ger-
mans relish the skittish side of a semi-
Slavonic soul. Read, read it, as many
possible, ladies and gentlemen! I wel-
come you all as my readers.

Not an easy book to write, though, It
is now especially, just as I am getting to
part which tréats, so to speak, of de-
ve action, it is now that thc arduous-
ness of my task appears to me in full;
here I am, as you sec, twisting and turn:
g and being garrulous about matters
which rightly belong to the preface of a
book and are misplaced in what the
reader may deem its most essential chap
ter. But I have tried to explain already
that, however shrewd and wary the ap-
proaches may seem, it is not my ration:
part which solely my
memory, that de nory of mine.

т, you se

follow through its pages

tary w

con

c

is w

gaged in a similar kind of tangled rea-
ng nothing to do with my
the appointed hour of which
was steadily nearing. I had started in the
morning though my meeting with

fixed for five o'clock in the a
noon, but 1 had been unable to stay at
at now I was wondering how
to dispose of all that dull-white mass of
time separating me from my appoint
ment. I sat at my case, even somnolently,
as D steered with one finger and slowly
drove through Berlin, down quict, cold,
whispering streets: and so jt went on
id on, until T noticed that I had left
Berlin behind. The colors of the day
were reduced to a mere two: black (the
panem of the bare trees, the asphalt)
nd whitish (the sky, the patches of
snow). Tt continued, my sleepy transpor-
tation. For some time there dangled be
fore my eyes one of those large, ugly rags
that a tuck tundling something long
and poky is required 10 hang on the pro-
truding hind end: then it disappeared,
having presumably taken a turning. Still
1 did not move on any quicker. А taxi
cab dashed out of a side strect in front
of me, put on the brakes with a screech,
nd owing to the road being rather
slippery, went into a grotesque spin. T
ast, as if drifting down-

home, so 1

stream. Farther, a woman in deep
mourning was crossing obliquely, practi-
Шу with her back to me; I
sounded my hom, nor changed my quite
smooth motion, but glided past within a
couple of inches from the edge of her
veil; she did not even notice me—
noiseless ghost, Every kind of vehicle
overtook me; for quite a while а crawl-
ing tramcar kept abreast of me; and out
of the corner of my eye T could see the
passeng i ng face to face.
Once or twice I struck a badly cobbled
stretch: and hens were already appear-
ing; short wings expanded and long
necks stretched out, this fowl or that
would come running across the road. A
little later I found myself driving along
an endless highway, past stubbled fields
with snow lying here and there; and in a
perfectly deserted locality my car seemed
to sink into a slumber, as if turning
from blue to dovegray—slowing down
gradually and coming to a stop, and I
leaned my head on the wheel in a fit of
elusive musing. What could my thoughts
be about? About nothing or nothings; it
was all very involved and I was st
sleep, and in a half swoon I kept delib-
crating with myself about some nonsense,
kept remembering some discussion I had
had with somebody once on some st;
platform as to whether one ever secs the
sun in one's dreams. and presently the
feeling grew upon me that there was
great number of people around, all
speaking together, and then falling silent
and giving one another dim errands and
g without a sound. After some
time I moved on, and at noon, dragging
through some village, 1 decided to halt,
since even at such a drowsy расе I was
bound to reach Koenipsdorf in
or so, and that was still too c
dawdled in a dark and
house, where I sat quite alone in a
room of soris, at a big table, and there
was an old photograph on the wall—a
group of men in frock coats, with curled-
up moustachios, and some in the front
row had bent one knee with a carefree
expression and two at the sides had even
stretched. themselves. seal fashion, and
this called to my mind similar groups of
Russian students. I had a lot of lemon
water there and resumed my journey it
the same sleepy mood, quite indecendy
sleepy, in fact. Next, I remember stop-
ping at some bridge: an old woman in
blue woolen trousers and with a bag be-
hind her shoulders was busy repairing
some mishap to her bicycle. Without get
ting out of my car I gave her several
pieces of advice, all quite unbidden and
useless: and after that I was silent, and
propping my check with my fist, te-
mained gaping at her for a long time:
there she was fussing and fussing, but at
t my eyelids twitched and lo, there was
no woman there: she had wobbled away
Jong ago. I pursued my course, trying,
as I did. to multiply in my head one un-

dis

couth number by another just as a
ward. J did not know what they
and whence they had floated
since they had come I conside:

but

up,
ed it fit to
bait them, and so they grappled and dis
struck me that

solved. All of a sudden i
I was driving

саг was lappi

jurer swallowing yards of ribbon: but I

need at the speedometerneedle: it
was trembling at 30 kilometers; and
there passed by, in slow succession,

pines, pines, pines. Then, too, I remem-
ber meeting two small pale-faced school-
boys with their books held together by a
strap; and I talked to them. They both
had unpleasant birdlike features, ma

ing me think of young crows. They
seemed to be a little afraid of me, and
when I drove off, kept staring after me,
black mouths wide-open, one taller, the
other shorter. And then, with a start, 1
noticed that I had reached Koenigsdor!
and, looking at my watch, saw that it
was almost five. When passing the red
station-building, I reflected that per
chance Felix was late and had mor yer
come down those steps I saw beyond
that gaudy chocolatestand, and that
there were no means whatever of ded

ing from the exterior air of that squ
brick edifice whether he had alr
passed there or not. However that might

be, the by which he had been or
dered to come to Koenigsdorf arrived at

2:55, so that if Felix had not missed it.

Oh, my reader! He had been told to
get off at Koenigsdorf and march north
following the highway as far as the tenth
kilometer marked by a yellow post; and

now I was tearing along that road: un-
ble moments! Not a soul about.

winter the bus ran there but

on the

entire ten kilometers’ stretch all that I
met was a cart drawn by a bay horse. At
the di like а yellow finger,

ned its natural size; it wore a skull-
сар of snow. I pulled up and looked
about me. Nobody. The yellow post was
very yellow indeed. To my right, beyond
the field, the wood was painted a flat
gray on the backdrop of the pale sky.
Nobody. I got out of my car and with a
bang that was louder than any shot,
slammed the door afier me. And all at
once I noticed that, from behind the

ed twigs of a bush grow.
ditch, there stood looking at me, as pi
waxwork and with a jaunty little
he, and. т quite gay
ng опе foot on the footboard of
the car and like an enraged tenor slash-
ing my hand with the glove I had taken
off, I glared steadily at Felix. G
uncertainly, he came out of the ditch.

asa

Plac

This is the fourth installment of а
major novel by Vladimir Nabokov. The
conclusion will appear next month.

JUR HEROINE'S LATEST ADVENTURE IS SET ON A
TRAIN, RENOWNED FOR DANGER AND INTRIGUE
THE SCENE OF NUMEROUS MURDERS AND MYSTERIOUS
DISAPPEARANCES / = IS IT THE EXOTIC ORIENT
EXPRESS?-THE CHILL, TRANS-SIBERIAN RAILROAD 20
NEITHER! IT'S MUCH WORSE! IT'S THE BROOKLYN
&M.T. SUBWAY!

EI KURTZMAN AND WILL ELDER.
“RUSS HEATH AND AL JAFFEE um
| “7 fAERPIN' LIZARDS!

NO MATTER WHEN V
GET ON A SUBWAY, 1
ALWAYS SEEM TO
GET CAUGHT IN THE

RUSH HOUR 1

—|' BEING KIDNAPED BY - IT 1S CRAZY, Y
DIRTY-ROTTEN FOREIGN AGENTS DISGUISED AS Coes ame FNouGH TO
CLEAN-CUT AMERICAN JUVENILE DELINQUENTS £ сее A VOCE || BIOMA МЕ

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ANO HOW
15 IT WITH THE
KEMAINDEK OF
YOu CATS? DO

YOU LIKE SHARE

THE CHICK’S
FANTASIES 2

WE WILL.
TAKE HER TO
THE VESTIBULE,

WHERE |

WILL SEARCH
HER
THOROUGHLY.

PSST! - YOU WITH THE VEIL
OVER YOUR РАСЕ! = I'M А COUNTERSPY
GEING KIDNAPED BECAUSE OF

HERE ! HIDE IT? QUICKLY!
+“ ООР5/ IT LANDED ON
YOUR FOREHEAD !

SECRETS | ALONE POSSES!
FORTUNATELY, | HAVE IT А
A TINY SPOOL OF
MICROFILM.

THE
LIGHTS!
THEY'VE

Gone ойт!

"STRANGE,
HOW DECEPTIVE
THE OUTWARD
APPEARANCE
OF THE
AMERICAN
WOMAN
15, UNTIL —

SAY, ISNT THAT S
AN INTERESTING VIEW
N OF THE TUNNEL?

КЛ
f CAN'T 00 THIS
TOME! MY
STATION 15 THE
NEXT STOP!

LEAPIN

LIZAROS !
WON'T SOME-
BODY HELP

MICROFILM ! HOLD HER
WHILE ! RETRIEVE IT,
ABDUL!

NO! YOU HOLD HER
WHILE | RETRIEVE IT,
TURHAN !

No! | RETRIEVE!

NO MATTER,
TURHAN ~>
vou DOLT!
- GET THE
FILM FROM
HER.

f How! Love Y
TO READ THE

SHE IS CLEAN. SOMEONE
ELSE IN THE CAR
RETRIEVED THE FILM IN THE
DARK. WE NO LONGER
NEED HER, TURHAN.

nolo W- THERE ARE STILL \

THE SOME CITIZENS WHO
NEN OT HEL COPTER | HOLD THE VIEW THAT
Fe DELINQUENTS CAN-
NOT TREAT PUBLIC
„= CONVEYANCES LIKE
THEIR PRIVATE
PLAYGROUNDS !

MINOING
YOUR OWN BUSINESS
15 ALWAYS THE BEST

POLICY

ANYONE
IN TROUBLE
BRINGS IT ON
HIMSELF, SO WHY
SHOULD 1 GET
INVOLVED?

-THEN

AGAIN, some {8

VIEW THEY

гому “@
HOPE THOSE
PEOPLE GET W
THEIR LESSON. V
PEOPLE
WILL ONLY BE
SAFE WHEN
THEY ARE
WILLING TO
GET INVOLVED

LIKE YOU,
RALPHIE.

W:

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*"OCTOPUSSY'—CONCLUDING A PREVIOUSLY UNPUBLISHED
NOVELETTE BY IAN FLEMING, IN WHICH JAMES BOND AND A
CREATURE FROM THE DEEP SEAL THE FATE OF A MURDERER
AND TRAITOR TO THE BRITISH SECRET SERVICE

“UNCOVERING PLAYBOY'S COVERS"—A TEN-PAGE BEHIND.
THE-SCENES UNVEILING OF A DOZEN YEARS OF EYE-CATCHING
COVERS AND THE GIRLS WHO HAVE ADORABLY ADORNED THEM

“CHRONICLE OF AN EVENT"—HE HAD BEFRIENDED THE
YOUNG NEGRO, BUT AFTER THE JUDO BOUT HE KNEW HE HAD
TO KILL HIM—A TAUT TALE BY KEN W. PURDY

GEORGE LINCOLN ROCKWELL, STORMY "FÜHRER" OF. THE
AMERICAN NAZI PARTY, TALKS ABOUT JEWS, NEGROES, HITLER
AND DEMOCRACY IN AN EXCLUSIVE PLAYBOY INTERVIEW

“MARRIAGE, FOOD, MONEY, CHILDREN, ICE SKATING"—
HIS FOLKS HAD COME TO AMERICA WITH NOTHING BUT HOPE
AND HAD PROSPERED, BUT HIS FAILING MARRIAGE WAS THREAT-
ENING TO SPOIL IT FOR ALL OF THEM—BY HERBERT GOLD

“SPRING AND SUMMER FASHION FORECAST"—PLAYBOY'S
SEMI-ANNUAL PREVIEW OF WHAT'S AHEAD FOR THE SEASON IN
MENSWEAR—BY FASHION DIRECTOR ROBERT L. GREEN

“TIGER, TIGER, BURNING BRIGHT"—THE INDIANS HAD SAC-
RIFICED A HALF-DOZEN BUFFALOES TO THE BEAST TO KEEP HIM
COMING BACK, BUT THE STRIPED MONSTER WAS NOT TO BE
TAKEN SO EASILY—ON SHIKAR WITH JACK DENTON SCOTT

*"DESPAIR"—CONCLUDING A MAJOR NOVEL BY ONE OF THE
WORLD'S FOREMOST LITERARY GIANTS—VLADIMIR NABOKOV

“THE HISTORY OF SEX IN CINEMA”— PART EIGHT: SEX STARS
OF THE THIRTIES—THE MATINEE IDOLS AND LOVE GODDESSES OF
THE DEPRESSION YEARS, INCLUDING UNPUBLISHED NUDES OF
JEAN HARLOW—BY ARTHUR KNIGHT AND HOLLIS ALPERT

“THE PLAYBOY PHILOSOPHY"—IN WHICH PLAYBOY'S EDITOR-
PUBLISHER CONTINUES HIS ANALYSIS OF U.S. SEX LAWS WITH
COMMENT ON THE OLDEST PROFESSION—BY HUGH M. HEFNER

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of what you drink malt liquor for.

Some malt liquors taste a lot like beer.
We figure that if you like beer, you
should order beer. But if you want a
drink that starts where beer leaves off,
youll order Country Club. Short on
carbonation, long on taste.

Try it. You'll get the message.

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