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Canadian colleges seldom give athletic scholarships, but last week the Premier of British Columbia decided there was one deserving freshman at Notre Dame University in Nelson, B.C. He awarded 23-year-old Nancy Greene, the world champion women's skier, a $5,000 grant-in-aid for "her sacrifice [Nancy quit the university in 1961 after one semester to concentrate on skiing], and because she is such a symbol of young people today."

Terry Downes, the former British middleweight champion, describes his first role on the stage like this: "The play's by Sean O'Something. An' I'm the British heavy, so I bursts open the doors, screams about a bit and gets tough (below) with some thick micks who are plotting something or other against the Crown." The play, Sean O'Casey's Shadow of a Gunman, opened at London's Mermaid Theatre last week. For his 30-line part as a Black and Tan soldier, Downes is being paid $85 a week. He says, "It's not even my fare down here, but I took this part because you've got to be seen to be appreciated. I like acting. It's professional showing off. But I don't think I'll make a stage actor. Going to the theater, doing the same thing night after night is a bit weird. 'Specially as I can only do mumbling heavies, roles I can play as I am."

To get its team off the ground, at least publicly speaking, the owners of the New Orleans franchise of the newly formed American Basketball Association drafted World Indoor Pole Vault Champion Bob Seagren. "This is hilarious; it's impossible," said Seagren when first told about it. "I haven't touched a basketball since I was in grammar school in Pomona. We used to have pickup games after school. I've never played in an organized league in my life." USC Track Coach Vern Wolfe was appalled when told Seagren had been drafted. "I thought they were talking about the Selective Service Draft," Wolfe said.

In the latest issue of Vogue, Truman Capote tells of a nonfiction "maldemernightmare" aboard the 112-foot yacht Tritona. He writes: "Groan. Moan. Oh oh oh hold on to the wall. And crawl.... Slowly, slowly, one at a time: Yes, I am crawling up the stairs from my cabin (where green waves are smashing against the portholes), crawling towards the presumed safety of the salon.... The salon is a greenhouse of flowering plants—a huge Rubens dominates the wall above an arrangement of brown velvet couches. But...the salon, when at last I've crawled my way to it, is a rocking wreck. A television set is overturned. Bottles from the bar are rolling on the floor. Bodies are strewn all over like the aftermath of an Indian massacre. One of the choicest belongs to Lee (Radziwill). As I crawl past her, she opens a seasick eye and, in a hospital whisper, says: 'Oh, it's you. What time is it?'.... presently Luciana (Pignatelli) appears. Luciana, looking impossibly serene and lovely.... 'Oh Luciana,' says Lee in a grieving, drowning tone, 'how ever did you do it?' And Luciana, buttering a slice of toast and spreading it with apricot jam, says: 'Do what, darling?' [Says Lee:] 'Put on your face. I'm trembling so—I can't hold a lipstick....' "

On sale this week in English bookstores are two novels—The Golden Boots, by Soccer Player Denis Law, and Bonaventure and the Flashing Blade, by Cricketer Gary Sobers. Due in September is The Torella Tigers, a story by Graham Hill of a youngster who takes up motor racing and, despite trials and tribulations, becomes a champion. The literary efforts of Law, Sobers and Hill began a year ago when a British publisher decided the sale of boys' books was lagging. "I thought it was time to give the industry a boost," says Bill Luscombe of Pelham Books. He convinced the three athletes to allow ghost-written novels to be published in their names. Denis Law says of his Golden Boots, "It's not a bad book. Fans may possibly be deceived, but I can't help that. Writing's not my business." Author J. B. Priestley, whose business is writing, disagrees. "This takes all the honor out of publishing," he says. "It's a very bad thing."

Accompanied by violins, flutes and timpani, Archie Moore gave a rendition (above) of Exodus XX last week. With the 70-piece Washington State University symphony orchestra playing background music, he solemnly recited the chapter of the Bible that includes the Ten Commandments. "Sometimes," says Archie, "the chapter takes me 15 minutes to recite and sometimes I stretch it out to almost an hour. I add more gestures and pauses, and speak more slowly." He learned the passage two years ago from an evangelist at a revival. "I was soulfully impressed, and it gave me solace," Moore explains. "I used to like jazz and write jazz columns for newspapers, but now I have been moved toward spiritual and symphonic music."