Family disapproval in the Dutch House of Orange became as tart as a whisky sour when Lutheran Princess Irene met a Bourbon Prince from Catholic Spain at a bullfight and decided she wanted to marry him. Last week, against family orders and still firm in their intentions despite a parliamentary crisis, the Orange princess and the Bourbon prince were blending again on the ski slopes of Kitzbühel.

At a Washington preview of Seven Days in May, presidential Press Secretary Pierre Salinger chose to stand rather than sit, even though plenty of seats were available. Asked why, Portly Pierre explained that he had just returned from the LBJ ranch, where relaxation is permitted only in a saddle.

It may come as a shock and a disappointment to the weary parents of teen-age daughters but, according to expert opinion, the Beatles are as close to drownproof as men can be. There is no better way to pull a person out of the water than to grab him by the hair, says Ferdinand Castillo, a top instructor in life saving for the YWCA, and the Beatles have just the hair for it.

A forgiving man by both profession and inclination, Pope Paul VI granted the first Catholic priest ever to coach an Olympic hockey team a private audience and a chance to kiss the papal ring, despite the fact that Father David Bauer's team was also the first and only one from Canada ever to finish without a medal.

The way Sophia Loren sings the latest pop rage on the Via Veneto, you just know she has a message only a Latin lover could appreciate, or does she? "Perchè, Perehè La Domenica mi lasci sempre sola," wails Sophia, "per andare a vedere la partita di pallone?" And what does it all mean? Roughly, "Why, why do you always leave me alone on Sundays to go and see the soccer game?"

For four Cuban sea captains, the price of fishing in forbidden waters was only $500 a head. For Republican House Leader Charles Halleck it was very nearly a ticket to Kingdom Come. The cheerful co-star of the Ev and Charley show was plucking groupers out of the Gulf as happily as a porpoise when an agitated U.S. Coast Guard patrol ordered him off its restricted gunnery and target range.

Adding to the festivities of their Olympic year, Japan's Emperor and Empress announced the "arrangement" of a marriage between their No. 2 son, Prince Yoshi, and a pretty commoner named Hanako Tsugaru, who is described as "an all-round athlete, mad about horseback riding." Meanwhile, with an eye on future Olympics, No. 1 son, Crown Prince Akihito, who met his own bride on a tennis court, was busily tutoring 4-year-old Prince Hiro in the fine points of Indian wrestling (right).

Suspended Green Bay Halfback Paul Hornung, who has been a steady companion of Hollywood's 23-year-old Myrna Ross, was aghast when told that Columnist Walter Winchell reported him linked with Myrna Loy. "After all," said the 28-year-old footballer, whose 220 pounds spread over 6 feet 2 inches could never qualify him as the Thin Man, "Myrna Loy is 58."

What the world needs, says the cold war's self-appointed Angel of Peace, Cyrus Eaton, is a World Series—a real, no-kidding one between baseball teams from Moscow and New York. "Baseball," the U.S. millionaire told a Russian audience, "is a sport really in tune with our age. It's very modern and it develops strength, dexterity and improves the health. I think that if this sport were developed in your own country your sportsmen would achieve great success."

The trouble with people today, said Germany's crusty old hiker Konrad Adenauer, 88, is that they don't walk enough. Formally enrolled as a member of the German "Foundation of Walkers," Der Alte insists that if he were organizing a new political party now he would make it the Pedestrian Party. "People would run to join," he said.

"I played a little drop pool in college," confessed His Honor, Mayor Robert Wagner, "and maybe if I'd practiced harder, I wouldn't be in politics today." And maybe then the kids in New York's Police Athletic League wouldn't stand to gain as they now do when the mayor challenges ex-Ambassador Perle Mesta, the hostess with the mostest on a billiard ball, in a benefit match next week in Manhattan.

The rivalry between New York's National and American League baseball managers may be fierce at the field level, but when it comes to the newest national pastime—quitting smoking—there's no contest. Strong-willed Yogi Berra swears off cigarettes every year for Lent and sticks to it, while chain-smoking Casey Stengel admits that "the only time I don't smoke is when I'm asleep."