Exit Mr. Bose

Since wealthy onetime Indian National Congress President Subhas Chandra Bose was jailed last July, becoming the first big-time martyr of Mohandas Gandhi's new drive for Indian self-determination, he has been itching to get back into action. In November he thought up a perfectly legal device. Elected a member of the Indian Legislative Assembly, he requested release long enough for the formal swearing-in ceremony. But the British Raj flatly denied the appeal.

Next he went on a hunger strike, vowed he would lay down his life in defiance of British defense regulations and the way they are enforced in India. His health grew so bad that the alarmed British, afraid he might die in jail, transferred him to his luxurious home on Elgin Road in the European section of Calcutta, under guard of C. I. D. operatives. There he professedly abandoned his faith in European medical science, took up yoga exercises with such fervor that friends feared for his sanity.

One day last week servants entered his private chamber, found his bed empty and no sign of their master anywhere. Worried relatives suspected kidnapping, or suicide touched off by an unbalanced mind. But the wary Government issued a special warrant for his rearrest, anxiously awaited new signs of civil disobedience directed from underground by sharp-witted Subhas Chandra Bose.

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