"Names make news." Last week these names made this news:

While France's President Albert Lebrun, 61, was walking across a square in Metz, a bicyclist zipped out of a side street, knocked him down, banged his pate. The President of France arose smiling.

When John William Davis was asked his opinion of the NRA program, he replied: "I have always believed, and still do, that no man should work less than eight hours a day. What are we going to do with all these extra hours? Honestly, how many men do you know who will use them for self-improvement, for reading a worthwhile book, or studying something they need? You know very, very few. And I know of very few."

Andrew William Mellon, indignant at an unflattering book about his career (TIME, Aug. 14), issued a tart statement to the Press: "I have tried to read the so-called biography of myself entitled Mellon's Millions. It attributes to me and to other members of my family a fortune of such fantastic and imaginary proportions as to be senseless. . . ."

Jovial Edward Kennedy ("Duke") Ellington, Negro jazz-band leader, back in Manhattan after a two-month concert tour in Europe (TIME. June 12), declared the Prince of Wales had missed a train to hear his orchestra play in Liverpool. Said he: "Next time I saw the Prince of Wales was with a party of grand people in London. He says to me: 'I stayed over in Liverpool to hear you play.'Well, sir, what a fine spot for me to tell him, 'You're tellin' me, Prince, with 5,000 people banging on the doors while we were playing and they hoping to get in and see you.' But I didn't say anything. Just bowed and said. 'Thank you.'

"And then Prince George gives a party for ten of us. I was playing and singing. Lots of fine people present. I gets up nerve to ask him to play for me, for he sure knows piano. But he says: 'No, Duke, I can't come behind you in your piano music.' Did I get it? He just didn't want to cut in. But those princes are sweet fellows."

Bishop George Sydney Arundale of the Liberal Catholic Church of Australia arrived in Manhattan to begin a U. S. lecture tour. An Englishman chiefly famed as an educator in India, the Bishop is a Freeman of the City of London, a member of the Worshipful Company of Pewterers. His church is neither Liberal nor Catholic, being of Dutch origin and concerned with applying modern thought and occultism to the sacraments.

Bishop Arundale, 54, has a comely, high caste Hindu wife named Rukmini, whom he married 13 years ago when she was 15. She has remained Hindu in faith because ''once a Hindu, always a Hindu. We do not always adapt ourselves to the new. I am in sympathy with my husband's work, as all religions have the same objective as their goal."

As an expert on India, Bishop Arundale was asked about St. Gandhi. Replied he: "Gandhi has made some mistakes, especially with reference to his civil disobedience. The people are getting tired of him. There is certainly no question of Mahatma Gandhi's sincerity, but he vacillates, and he is not a good politician."

To four friends who paid a $500 repair bill for him after he cracked up in Chickasha, Okla. while preparing for his round-the-world flight, Flyer Wiley Post gave checks for twice that sum.

Engineer William Gilbertson and Stoker John Jackson of Britain's crack train, "Royal Scot," now on exhibition at the World's Fair, said the train ride from Chicago to Manhattan was the longest they ever had. But they reminded newshawks that the "Royal Scot's" 300-mi. trip between London and Carlisle (80 mi. from Edinburgh) is the longest non-stop train-trip in the world, with the train averaging 60 m.p.h. Bragged Stoker Jackson: "But she can do a bit more than that. We've had her up to 100." "Better say 90," cautioned Engineer Gilbertson. "This is for the newspapers." Said Stoker Jackson: "Make it 90. We do more, you see, making up lost time some days, but if folks in England knew we did it might put them off, in a manner of speaking."

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