Marriage & Taxes

When Antenor Patino married, the son of Bolivia's tin tycoon became the husband of one of the best-dressed women in Europe: the stately Cristina, daughter of the Duke and Duchess de Durcal. He also became the nephew-in-law of Spain's late King Alfonso XIII.

But marriage palled. Antenor and Cristina parted, then became reconciled. Last year Antenor agreed to give Cristina $500,000. He also promised her another $500,000 if he should abandon her "without cause." Last week, in a Manhattan court, Cristina charged that Antenor had been running off to places like Palm Beach and Colorado Springs with one Francesca Simms, a sultry American model. This, said Cristina, constituted abandonment. The court agreed, ordered Antenor, now in London, to pay up.

Moving Day. While the younger Patino was in trouble for his peripatetic marital habits, the older Patino picked up his traveling kit for reasons, said rumor, connected with the hue & cry over the untaxed profits of nonresident aliens in the U.S. Father Simon Ituri Patino forsook his modest suite in Manhattan's Waldorf-Astoria Hotel for the rigors of the low-taxed Argentine pampas. Stopping over in New Orleans, Patino jammed himself into a ten-room suite in the Roosevelt Hotel. In a grey suit, wearing a grey fedora and grey gloves, he visited the French Quarter. Although rumored to be ill, he strode boldly up the steep gangplank to the S.S. Rio Jachal. Asked a reporter: "How does it feel to be so rich?"

Retorted Patino: "How does it feel to be so poor?"

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