Waltz in bear feet
It was not a real bear, of course, but Jackie Onassis was captivated anyway. She had gone backstage at the Palais des Congrès in Paris to meet members of the touring Russian folk ballet Berkiozka, when the cast’s resident bruin appeared. Jackie asked for a dance, and the ersatz Ursus responded by whisking her around the room in what passed for a pretty fair waltz for a bear—and a darned good one for a man in a furry suit.
Rare yawn for Mia
Fletcher Previn, shown here in the arms of actress Mia Farrow, has every reason to be impressed with his mother. She is, after all, one of the stars of The Great Gatsby, and is of late reemerging as something of a household name. Moreover, his father André is the conductor of the London Symphony Orchestra. But all this seems somewhat less than impressive to the newly born Mr. Previn, who cannot conceal this gaping baby-size yawn.
Tough shot to return
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid? Guess again. These unlikely gunslingers, tennis pros Stan Smith (left) and John Newcombe, are more at home with catgut than gunpowder. During a break from competition in a $150,000 tournament at the Tucson Racquet Club, the pair visited a Western film set. Firing blanks at a couple of extras, they looked about evenly matched. But at the shootout on the court, Newcombe won in three tough sets.
Shall we dance?
By his own proclamation it was Maryland Ballet Week in Baltimore, so Mayor William Donald Schaefer got into the spirit with a helping hand and a bare foot or two from ballerinas Leilani Krainer (left) and Angela Granados of the Maryland Ballet Company. If his honor looks a bit surprised at the attention he is getting, it is understandable. Politics in Baltimore is seldom this much fun.
Rerun for Mary
Last December television comedienne Mary Tyler Moore and her husband of the past 11 years, television producer Grant Tinker, decided to separate, a move many thought ominous, since hers is the show he produces. He moved quietly out of their Malibu beach home but continued to be in charge of the show. Now the two are reported to be working out a reconciliation and are willing to be seen at this broadcasters’ luncheon.
For friends and confidants of President Nixon, it was a busy time under oath. First, the President’s longtime personal secretary Rose Mary Woods was called to testify before an executive session of the Senate Watergate Committee. After talking with the panel about campaign contributions, she left the hearing hand-in-hand with an old friend, U.S. Capitol Police Inspector Leonard Ballard (at left). More brass of lesser rank was on hand to insure the orderly exit of presidential pal Charles G. “Bebe” Rebozo (below), who also talked with the committee and was then escorted through the crowd of waiting newsmen by this team of uniformed officers.
Jane and ‘Clarence’
Backstage at the Helen Hayes Theatre in New York, a shaggy-haired Jane Fonda happily congratulated her father Henry on his virtuoso performance in Clarence Darrow, a new one-man play in which he is currently on tour. Jane bought out the house on preview night for a fund raiser on behalf of the Indochina Peace Campaign to end American financial aid to the South Vietnamese regime. Was that all right with Dad? “Of course,” says Jane. “My father had always been against the war.” In fact, she says, he now wants her to host similar benefits all along the touring show’s itinerary.
No place for a nobody
Interior decorator and onetime runaway heiress Tessa Kennedy had a few chums in for a bash at her London flat the other eve. Guest of honor was rock monster Alice Cooper, and the crowd was just your average run-of-the-mill gorgeous show biz bunch. Standing: Cooper, Ryan O’Neal, onetime Indonesian first lady Dewi Sukarno, hostess Kennedy, Princess Firyal Mohammed (King Hussein’s sister-in-law), Luisa and Roger (“The Saint”) Moore, and British actress Fiona Lewis. In front: Ryan’s daughter Tatum O’Neal, 10 years old and up past her bedtime, Warner Brothers record exec Ron Kass, his actress wife Joan Collins, and movie comer Marisa Berenson. The disembodied legs are attached to photophobic composer John Barry. “It was a lovely party,” cooed Tessa. “Everybody got on marvelously.”
Gathered ’round the piano, Lord Olivier and his fellow thespians toasted the great actor’s final appearance on the stage of London’s Old Vic where he has performed for 37 years. Next year the 66-year-old trouper will no longer be serving as director of the National Theatre Company—but he won’t exactly lapse into retirement either, planning some performances with the group in its new house, now under construction. Following a chorus of “Auld Lang Syne,” colleagues gave Olivier, who likes a nip now and then, a most utilitarian gift: an ice-making machine.