Excessively tall, sardonic and adventurous is the King of Denmark's cousin, Prince Aage, socially famed for his discovery that "Paris nightclub champagne tastes exactly like licking a dusty window pane." Last spring Aage, weary of Paris, was permitted by the French Government to re-enlist in their blood-&-sandy Foreign Legion, regaining his former rank of captain (TIME, June 27). Last week Danish newspapers excitedly printed a letter from the royal Legionnaire. For once in his life world-weary Aage was aroused, indignant.
"I could not at first believe reports that Trotsky was going to...
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