Revisiting Majorca, where they honeymooned briefly four years ago, Monaco's Prince Rainier III and Princess Grace went to the bullfights, where three matadors each dedicated a bull to Grace. A new highmark in immodesty was attained by Matador Chamaco (Antonio Borrero), rated Spain's No. 1 sensation not long ago. As he tossed his hat to Grace, Chamaco grandiloquently cried: "To the most beautiful princess in the world--from the best matador!"

Opening this week at a Michigan summer playhouse is a political satire about a conniving ward heeler, Ballots Up! The playwright: "Larry Sand," who based the work on a 1957 novel. Let George Do It, by "John Foster." As suspicions mounted about the play's authorship, investigation soon proved that Playwright Sand is Novelist Foster; both are, in fact, Massachusetts' two-term Democratic Governor (John) Foster Furcolo, 49. Long since unmasked as the author of the novel, Furcolo was slightly perturbed to stand revealed, even before the first night, as, the playwright. Said he: "I didn't want the play produced under circumstances in which it would be praised by political friends and blasted by political enemies. I just wanted an unbiased judgment." Where did he get the pen name of Larry Sand? "That's what I was called when I did a little amateur boxing some years ago."

Looking as much like a pretty baby as any prince, Britain's Bonnie Prince Andrew, aged six months, was pictured in the arms of his doting nanny, Mabel Anderson, as he boarded a train at London's King's Cross Station. Spry but not yet self-propelled on foot, he was on his way to a holiday at Scotland's Balmoral Castle with his royal parents, showed signs of a future Churchillian determination in the clench of his tiny fists.

Old Groaner Bing Crosby decided to dispose of one of his five domains (including two cattle ranches), mostly because he is kept too busy trying to live on them all. For sale: Bing's 14-room seashore mansion, built in 1948, overlooking California's Pebble Beach Golf Course. Asking price: $250,000. Since the Crosby clan operates as a sort of junior cartel, the real estate agent on the deal is Mary Rose Pool, Bing's sister.

The league-leading Pittsburgh Pirates' star shortstop, Dick Groat, popped up into politics by declaring himself four-square behind Richard Nixon for the presidency. Groat was a onetime roommate of Nixon's younger (now 30) brother Ed at Nixon's law school alma mater, Duke University. After thus going on record, Infielder Groat was greeted by a few boos along with the cheers when the Pirates met the Philadelphia Phillies in a doubleheader. He silenced the booers by slamming six hits in eight turns at bat, helped push the Pirates to two victories.

In Stockholm, the U.S.'s leading rocketeer, ex-German Scientist Wernher von Braun, clinked drinks with his Soviet opposite number. Professor Leonid Sedov, who as current president of the International Astronautical Congress called for all mankind's cooperation in the conquest of space. They reportedly agreed that such an objective takes natural priority over nuclear suicide by the human race. Later last week, Von Braun got a less cordial hello in his native land when he showed up in Munich for the world premiere of his film biography, I Aim at the Stars. Replying to pacifists' protests that the movie whitewashes his services to Hitler, the father of the V-2 rocket stated his credo of practical patriotism: "A war is a war, and when my country is at war my duty is to help win that war."

During a recent siege of grippe, so a West German rib-tickler goes. Chancellor Konrad Adenauer, 84, was told by his-physician: "I'm not a magician. I can't make you young again." Eager to get back into harness, der Alte is supposed to have replied: "I'm not asking that. I don't want to become young again. All I want is to go on getting older." Later Adenauer told a New York Timeslady how he keeps getting older: "I'm well because I've never smoked. When I was twelve, an uncle gave me some tobacco that was so strong and horrid it was enough for life." Rhine Wine Connoisseur Adenauer added: "I can't say I don't drink. I do. But I don't drink steadily."

Two oldsters let others marvel at the calendar's turning. Football's Amos Alonzo Stagg, who was seven years old when the first intercollegiate game was played (Rutgers, 6; Princeton, 4), turned 98, and except for failing vision was as alert as ever, though frail. He sadly allowed that he no longer takes running workouts because "my balance isn't too good." But he still mows his own 40-by-40 ft. lawn, and not with any sissy power mower either. And three days after a bronze plaque was placed beside his old park-bench "office" in Washington's Lafayette Park, Elder Statesman Bernard Baruch turned 90, an age that he regards as "too young" for thoughts of retirement. Perhaps hoping for a long respite from the tedium of birthday interviews, Baruch cordially invited newsmen to come up to his Manhattan apartment again some time--when he turns 100.

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