Her Ladyship
Lady Astor, 66, walked down a tiny fruit steamer's gangplank into a stage-idol's welcome in Manhattan, gave swarming reporters and cameramen a performance to remember. Wrapped in mink and hung with diamond-&-sapphire earrings, she got For She's a Jolly Good Fellow from the ship's crewmen, cried back happily, "What more could a girl ask?" and faced the press. "I'm an extinct volcano," said she, but soon became active.
The Virginia-born Viscountess, 25 years an M.P., was home for a two-months' visit. The passage had been rough, the ship six days late,...
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