People: Mar. 25, 1966

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It had been a long, rugged winter in Washington, and Defense Secretary Robert McNamara, 49, was certainly due for a rest. The trouble is that Bob McNamara never exactly rests. Flying into Switzerland for a week's skiing vacation at Zermatt, he started tearing down the most difficult slopes in expert style. "It's great to get those problems out of your system for a while," he grinned. "And they're not bothering me with cables and phone calls."

For years the improbable gastronome had been dropping into the late Henri Soule's Le Pavilion restaurant whenever he came to Manhattan. When he did so, recalled an aide to the eatery's famed owner, "M. Soule saw to it that there was a bottle of Romance Conti at his table. Two of his favorite dishes are poulet mascotte and filet tie boeuf pe-rigourdinc." And so in Soule's will, filed for probate in Manhattan-and leaving the bulk of his estate of more than $1,000,000, including proceeds from the eventual sale of Le Pavilion and his newer Cote Basque, to his widow Olga and sister Madeleine-he bequeathed "a watch to my dear friend J. Edgar Hoover," the FBI's bonded epicurean.

The bride's father had warned:

"You'll be lucky to have five days before the press finds you." Actually, The Netherlands' newlyweds had a little more time than that, partly because they were lucky enough to arrange for U.S. Air Force transports to whisk them from Europe to the Mexican border-a press-dodging ruse for which they paid the U.S. $2 more than two first-class commercial fares. Then, after eight days' honeymoon-hiding from reporters, The Netherlands' Crown Princess Beatrix, 28, and her German bridegroom, Clous von Amsberg, 39, were at last chased down by a crowd of photographers as they arrived on the little Mexican island of Cozumel. The royal couple promptly went into seclusion again at the villa of former Mexican President Adolfo Lopez Mateos.

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