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Word flashed out of Manila that Charles A. Lindbergh, flying a little Piper L5, was overdue and presumed down near Kawayan, 170 miles northeast of Manila. Instantly, rescue craft took off along his track, searching for wreckage. Happily, it was a false alarm. The 67-year-old Lindbergh, who now devotes his life to the cause of conservation, had simply set his single-engine plane down in a dry rice paddy to avoid a tropical squall. Then his battery went dead, cutting out the engine starter; finally he hitched a ride with a passing motorist to get his battery recharged, and after four hours he took off again on his inspection tour of wildlife and primitive tribes in the area. Said Lindy, when he finally arrived at his destination: "I can still fly a plane, and I don't take unnecessary risks."
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The owner of a campground outside Marseille was surprised to see an emaciated woman, sunburned and unkempt, stagger toward him from a stand of fir trees. Joan Tunney Wilkinson, 30, daughter of former Heavyweight Champion Gene Tunney, identified herself and asked for a drink of water, thereby ending a massive two-month-long search that began after she left her husband and two small daughters in Norway. According to Paris' France-Soir, the couple had quarreled, then separated to cool off, after agreeing to meet in Hamburg 15 days later. Apparently suffering from amnesia, the attractive brunette never kept the date; instead, she wandered south through Europe—hitching rides, sleeping in fields, eating what she could find. She is now recuperating at Marseille's Sainte Marguerite Hospital.
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Even though she has no taste for the stuff herself, as far as Margaret Mead is concerned, puffing on pot is not a dangerous pastime. In Washington to testify before a Senate subcommittee studying drug abuse, the aging (67) but very much tuned-in anthropologist asserted that marijuana is less toxic than tobacco and milder than booze. What is harmful, she said, is the law banning the drug. As she put it: "There is the adult with a cocktail in one hand and a cigarette in the other telling the child. 'You cannot.' " The answer, Dr. Mead told reporters after the hearing, is to legalize marijuana for anyone over 16.
All of which definitely turned off Florida's Governor Claude Kirk Jr. "Kids are taught patriotism and morality in the classroom," he told a civic club audience, "but when they get home they see a television set with this dirty old lady on it."
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She rode a horse to get her man in Auntie Mame, and now the forever irrepressible Rosalind Russell is gallivanting around with a bunch of goats in her latest comedy. The Unexpected Mrs. Pollifax. Roz plays the part of a gadabout middle-aged American tourist who leads a double life as a CIA courier carrying secret microfilm. Nabbed by Communist agents on one such mission, she escapes by hiding among a herd of goats. The animals, mostly pets of children in Wyoming where the scene was shot, proved to be unruly hams before the camera. Said the slightly battered actress afterward: "I've been butted around before in Hollywood and on Broadway —but never as accurately as by those goats."