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The Cover By LEO AARONS

Diane Varsi: Runaway Star

Batista's Trai! of Blood and Money

The Revolutionary Pope

Portrait of His Holiness Pope John XXIII

When Is a Girl Bad?.

In One Ear


. By LIZA WILSON

. By RUTH LLOYD

. By NEIL HICKEY

By KARSH 1

By FRANCESCA LIBERTE 1

By JOE MCCARTHY 1

By JAMES D. HORAN 2

By AMY ALDEN 2

Deadline in Denver

6 Famous Southern Recipes

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YOUR BABY AND

MIRACLE DRUGS

By WILLIAM ENGLE Health Editor

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Doctors sometimes

find it difficult

to make parents

understand that

the antibiotics-

wonderful as they

are-cannot be

used to combat all

of childhood's ills

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UST GIVE MY LITTLE BOY a shot of

penicillin, Doctor. He isn't feeling well."

Dr. Samuel R. Berenberg, Cornell University Medical

College assistant clinical professor of pediatrics, listened

to the young mother, and then examined the child.

"He had a head cold," he said the other day. "Peni-

cillin and the other well-known antibiotics don't knock

out the viruses that cause these. upper respiratory infec-

tions. Yet everywhere parents, like this mother, ask doc-

tors for wonder drugs which their children don't need. I

never give them unless there's a specific need."

Experts agree_that you shouldn't urge your doctor to

give your child one of these antibacterial agents. He should

know when to prescribe them, and you shouldn't feel

slighted or alarmed if he doesn't prescribe them.

Widespread pleas for a magic cure for everything, and

some doctors' acquiescence, have brought about a dis-

turbing and ironic situation:

In the first place, antibiotics have been given so widely

-sometimes when they weren't really needed-that some

bacteria have learned how to resist them. The drugs used

to kill these bacteria or inhibit their action, but now the

renegades, savage and rugged, are flourishing.

When they get into your blood stream, they run ram-

pant and multiply, unaffected by the drugs that used to

protect you against them. Everywhere they seem to have

become a new breed, hardy victors against antibiotics in

a battle for the survival of the fittest.

Secondly, some people, both children and adults, are

very sensitive to antibiotics, particularly penicillin. Given

one of these extracts of molds, they react allergically.

Others are potentially sensitive, some experts believe, and

they have a bad reaction, although the drug may nọt

previously have bothered them. Some reactions are severe,

even fatal, but fortunately these are rare.

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PHOTOGRAPH BY WILLIAM READ WOODFIELD

Hollywood is puzzled

by the pretty rebel who

won its praise and

threatens to quit it cold

DIANE VARSI: RUNAWAY STAR

By LIZA WILSON Hollywood Editor

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IANE VARSI is labeled an odd-ball and a loner by

As a consequence, while her decision a few weeks ago to quit

A little more than a year ago she zoomed from obscurity via

As the mixed-up child of a broken home in Oroville, Washington,

her contemporaries. Her ex-drama coach calls her confused, and a

spirit of rebellion has jet-propelled her through most of her 21 years.

films and move to Vermont may have shocked her fans, it did not

the role of Allison in Peyton Place. Then, following the typical beat-

nik pattern (when you're lucky you must suffer, and when you suffer

By LIZA WILSON Hollywood Editor

surprise her friends.

you must have a psychiatrist) she went to a head shrinker.

she began running away at age three. On her first day in schol

she broke her arm fighting a boy who called her “a nut." She v

later expelled because she wouldn't inform on three schoolmates

smugglers of dirty pictures. They snubbed her for her loyalty, Jea.

ing a lasting impression of the ingratitude of some humans.

At 15 she quit school as abruptly as she now has quit the movies.

Studies bored her. But, paradoxically, she was spending a lot of time

in public libraries reading philosophy, science, religion and history.

When she and a girl friend left San Francisco (then her home).

walking south, she carried five boiled eggs, four lemons and a batch

of folk songs which–barefoot and bedraggled-she sang to the sur-

prised customers in a Hollywood restaurant.

Commenting about the young man she married about this time

she says: "He was 18 and I was impossible." The marriage was

annulled before a son, Shawn, was born.

Turning from matrimony to yoga, Diane learned to concentrate

by sitting still and thinking of the color green. Then, filled with the

desire to act, she enrolled in a drama school. She married James

Dickson and made him her manager. But her big moment was read-

ing for her part in Peyton Place. “She came to my office looking like

the devil -barely had shoes on her feet," Director Mark Robson

reports. "Then she began to read. She was wonderful."

Soon afterwards Diane was in solid at 20th Century-Fox with

a good salary and a long-term contract. But this didn't change her

personality. Divorced from Dickson, she lived with her mother and

her son in n old house almost bare of furniture in Santa Monica

Canyon. There she entertained fellow students from the drama

school, playing records, discussing philosophy and drinking coffee.

She wore no make-up, cut her own hair and dressed in beatnik

faded blue jeans, shapeless sweaters, and flats. Often she went bare-

footed, even to the studio, which Hollywood considered a bit too much

even for a “kook."

"Diane is going through a process of uglification," the director

of one of her pictures suggests. "It's probably part of an imagin-

ary guilt complex, but she'll snap out of it."

Maybe she will, but somebody is going to have to beat the

beatnik out of her first.

The American Weekly-April 19, 1959

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By RUTH LLOYD

NA VERANDA of the Hotel Jaragua in

Ciudad Trujillo, a silent figure stands motionless,

staring blankly at the dark blue Caribbean. Gen-

eral Fulgencio Batista, ex-dictator of Cuba, is alone

with his thoughts and his conscience. It must be

impossible for him to forget the legacy he has left

the world-the plunder of an entire nation, the

embezzlement of a $200,000,000 fortune, the wanton

murder of 20,000 people, a horrifying regime of

bloodletting, rape and greed.

Dominican dictator Trujillo gave Batista asylum

-at least temporarily-after his futile attempts

to find sanctuary in Europe, and even in Africa.

The price of Trujillo's hospitality: $1,000,000 per

week. Even at these attractive rates, Batista's

host has made it clear that he had better find some

place else to live out his exile-and soon. The only

people who want Fulgencio Batista today are those

who have sworn to kill him.

I recently interviewed the deposed dictator in

his Hotel Jaragua retreat, although I had been

told he wasn't seeing anyone.

minister, Gonzalo Guell, let me in on the strength

of the visit I had made to the Generalissimo's

lavish, 200-acre estate last April. He seemed happy

then. He was at the height of his power. He was

surrounded by his lovely wife, four young sons and

His former prime

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an infant daughter and, of course, the inevitable

pack of sycophants.

Before I flew to the Dominican Republic for

my second visit with Batista I talked first with

Fidel Castro, the man who has supplanted him.

Just where Castro will lead his country is any-

body's guess at this writing. Some call him a great

liberator, others say he is being used by the Com-

munists. When I saw him, the future was obscure,

but the past was plain enough-he had freed Cuba,

at least temporarily, from an intolerable yoke.

After mentioning my proposed visit to the de-

posed dictator I inquired: "What would you ask if

you could talk to Batista, Fidel?"

Castro did not hesitate: "Ask him why he killed

and tortured 20,000 Cubans. And what he did with

the $200,000,000 he stole in the last six years."

A few days later I put both of those questions

to Batista.

He braced himself before he answered. "I didn't

kill anyone," he protested. "Castro's men tortured

the civilians and blamed it on me. Anyway, it

wasn't 20,000; it was only 10,000.

"I did only what I thought was right for the

Cuban people," he went on, almost as if he believed

it. "Didn't I build roads, factories and clinics and

improve living conditions?

"As for the money," he laughed and shrugged,

"maybe I have 200 million good desires, but I

haven't $200,000,000 or even $10,000,000."

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wife

Batista's washerwoman

cost Cubans $17,000,000

(Continued from preceding page)

he began to envy the wealthy planters in their immaculate

white suits. They passed him without even a disdainful nod.

In 1921 Batista joined the army. He was more ambi-

tious than the other recruits. While they were content

to have a girl-and a bottle at night, Batista studied stenog-

raphy; he hoped it would help him get ahead, but never

dreamed that it would lead to the Presidential Palace.

The 1929 stock market crash and economic difficulties

plagued the dictatorship of General Gerado Machado. In

a familiar background of bombings and terrorism the

tyrant was overthrown, after an eight-year reign, by a

cabal of labor unions, university students and the ABC

party. The army officers refused to accept the radical,

provisional government and barricaded themselves in

Havana's Nacional Hotel.

Batista was then 32 years old and at the top of the

non-commissioned ranks, partly because of his knowledge

of stenography. He saw his chance. Twenty days after the

insurgents overthrew Machado they, in turn, were toppled

by a daring coup d'etat led by Sergeant Batista and his

non-com colleagues.

From September, 1933, until 1940, when he was ele-

vated to the presidency in a rigged election, Batista was

a president-maker who ruled from behind the scenes.

In this capacity he attended an exclusive New Year's

Eve party at the Havana Yacht Club. The aristocratic

crowd snubbed him. Batista had worked, schemed, killed

and robbed his way to political importance only to be

cheated of the social recognition he craved.

His first wife, Elisa Pilar Godinez Gomez, didn't help

much. She had been a washerwoman and didn't meet his

quickly evolving standards. So he divorced her-it cost him

a reported $17,000,000–and some people said it was be-

cause of this depletion of his personal fortune that he

seized control of the government again in 1952.

He already had met and wooed Marta Fernandez Mi-

randa, a young girl of aristocratic bearing, though not a

true blueblood. Beautiful Marta, he'felt, should be the one

to sit opposite him when the best families came to dine.

Batista's younger brother Hermelindo was also a source

of embarrassment to him. He's said to be insane, and an

incurable drug addict. He was never welcomed in the Presi-

dential Palace, but now he's the only Batista left in Cuba,

PHOTOGRAPHS BY BOB HENRIQUES

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© 1959-KARSH OF OTTAWA

Without sacrificing traditional

Papal dignity, John XXIII has

brought a precedent-shattering

informality to the Vatican scene

By NEIL HICKEY

HIS HOLINESS, JOHN XXIII, Bishop of

Rome, 262nd Supreme Pontiff of the Roman

Catholic Church, moved along the line of vis-

itors recently at a private audience in the Vati-

can for members of the Italian heirarchy. Ar-

riving at Bishop Arrigo Pintonello, chief chaplain

of the Italian Army, who wears the insignia of a

general, Pope John suddenly snapped to atten-

tion, hoisted a stiff salute and said: "Sir, Ser-

geant Roncalli at your command." -

The kindly bishop was staggered at the sight

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of St. Peter's successor assuming so unexpected

a stance, but recovered in time to return the

salute and kiss the Papal ring. The incident re-

called to those present that the reigning Pontiff

of 500 million Roman Catholics had indeed been

a sergeant in the Italian medical corps during

World War I and, in addition, was a remarkable

man combining good humor with saintliness and

a no-nonsense talent for administration.

Angelo Giuseppe Roncalli-who already has

been called "the revolutionary Pope"-springs

from the peasant earth of Sotto Il Monte in

Lombardy, a sharp divergence from the origins

of his predecessor, Pius XII, who brought to the

Papacy the immense dignity of aristocratic birth.

Eight days after his coronation, John XXIII

shattered a precedent that had existed in the

Church since 1586, in the reign of Pope Sixtus V.

He raised the Sacred College of Cardinals to

75 members for the first time in history, five

more than ever had served at one time. Two

months thereafter, he announced the calling of

an Ecumenical Council, a vast meeting of clergy-

men-the first in nearly a century-to promote

the unity of all Christian faiths.

His vitality is especially apparent in the

splendid portrait of him by Yousuf Karsh that

appears on succeeding pages. Less evident is the

informality which led him, soon after his coro-

nation, to instruct the director of L’Osservatore

Romano, Vatican daily newspaper, to eliminate

phrases such as "The Highest Pontiff," "the

Illuminated Holy Father." Said John: “It would

be much better if you simply said The Pope has

done this' and "The Pontiff has said that.' ".

Other examples of his innovations:

After one week of eating alone, a custom

that has persisted since the reign of Pope Pius X,

John tired of it and began inviting guests to dine

with him. "It was not my habit," he said, "and

I was not comfortable. I looked through sacred

scripture for something saying I had to eat alone.

I found nothing, so I gave it up."

> In a free-swinging press conference, the

first ever given by a Pope, he chatted gaily in

French on a plurality of topics; had newsmen-

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THE TRADITIONAL PAPAL VESTMENTS have been added to

over the centuries. Each has a definite significance. Here,

the small headpiece worn by the Pope is the zucchetto, which

came into use around the 13th century. It is the Pope's

"everyday hat," worn at all times other than formal cere-

monies, when the more ornate miter is worn. The short red

cape trimmed with white ermine-the mozzetta-is the sign.

of jurisdiction. The broad, brocaded stole the Pope wears

about his neck is a reminder of the Yoke of Christ. The lace

garment, a rochet (traditionally a sign of dignity within the

Church), came to its present form in the 17th century when

lace was a caste-mark of the aristocracy. It is worn only

by high-ranking ecclesiastics, but has no ceremonial mean-

ing. The Pope's cassock-the sheathlike garment under-

neath the rochet-is always white in remembrance of the

sainted Pope, Pius V, a member of the Dominican Order.

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when

7 VoNne

By FRANCESCA LIBERTE

Using the assumed name of Welch, Miss Liberte got a cot-

tage supervisor's job in New Jersey State Home for Girls

and made a two-month study of life in this institution for

delinquents. She became interested in the problems of deal-

ing with bad girls when she was asked to work with the

Kefauver Committee investigating juvenile delinquency, and

took her supervisor's job to find out-at first-hand-just

how bad bad girls are and what is being done to help them.

PART 2

LAST WEEK I TOLD how Lucille, one of my

kitchen helpers, jeopardized her standing with other cottage

inmates by warning that some of the girls had boasted that

they were going to catch me off guard and beat me up.

Perhaps their idea was to get my keys and make an escape

-but not necessarily.

These girls who constantly crave attention don't have

very good judgment about how to get it.

don't mind hurting a person who has been good to them, if

it will make them seem like big wheels in the eyes of the

Some of them

other inmates.

I felt that Lucille, a proud and good-looking girl, could

be reached and rehabilitated and I began to watch her more

closely as I became aware that a shy friendship was develop-

ing between her and Grace, another kitchen helper who, in

ILLUSTRATED BY BEN ROSE

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my estimation, was not a true delinquent type.

Grace's parents were separated and her mother's boy

friend, who had moved into the home, became the self-

appointed boss over the pretty, blonde 17-year-old girl and

her younger brother. One evening she revolted against his

domination and he threw a glass of beer in her face, while

her mother looked on in silence.

"Mom, aren't you going to say anything?" the outraged

girl cried. There was no answer.

That night Grace ran away. Her mother called the police

and, as the result of a 13-state alarm, she was caught. Later,

in court, Grace did not defend herself against the charge of

being a runaway, because in so doing she would have had

to disclose the details of her mother's haphazard life. The

girl was sentenced to the New Jersey State Home for Girls.

"I love my mother," I often heard her say, "and I

wouldn't ever say a word against her."

typical of many of the girls who idealized mothers who had

not really been good mothers, and thereby showed their

tremendous need to be loved and to belong to someone.

The time was approaching when I planned to leave my

job as a supervisor in order to write this story about life

inside a training school for delinquents. When Grace heard

of this, she took me into her confidence. At first she began

talking about girls out on campus-which meant in the

several other cottages which, with the one where I worked,

made up the school.

"You know that all of the girls on campus are in the

In this she was

The American Weekly-April 19, 1959

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A dramatic episode

from the early days

of a great newspaper

NEWSPAPER, like any pi0-

neer who has survived the violence of

a frontier town, can rarely approach a

hundredth birthday without recollections

of a time when the rattle of gunfire left

its life hanging in the balance. In the

case of Denver's Rocky Mountain News,

which is about to celebrate its centen-

nial, the threat to existence came early.

The News might not have outlasted its

swaddling clothes except for the courage

of its editor and his crew.

The crisis began when

dropped in at the News office and told

young William N. Byers, the founding

editor: "Charley Harrison's on another

killing spree. Shot down a fellow who

asked to sit in on a poker game and

then pumped five bullets into him while

he lay on the floor."

Harrison was a professional gambler,

who boasted: "Before I cash in, I've got

to kill 12 men so I can have a jury of

friend

my peers in hell."

In

a front-page editorial, Editor

Byers denounced Harrison as a cold-

blooded murderer and warned "rowdies,

ruffians and bullies generally" that one

more act of violence probably would

produce some California-type vigilantes

to take the law into their own hands.

He called Harrison's Criterion Saloon a

hangout of killers and thieves and a

breeding place of crime.

Harrison just shrugged. He had been

denounced in many places and it usually

just meant better business. But the boys

front

room tossed down their