The crones and lasses who sell magazines from Parisian kiosks on the grand boulevards were elated last week when a lean stalwart priest, the Abbé Bethlehem, 57, was finally arrested after he had seized from the kiosks and torn up at least 300 copies of those magazines in which the feminine thigh is perennially displayed in frilly netherthings like the paper lace on a lamb chop. Heedless that he had taken coppers from the purses and bread from the mouths of kiosk women too weak to resist him, the strapping Abbé cried: "If I...
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