People: Aug. 2, 1968

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A person hardly expects the arrival of 460 Anglican clergymen to signal wholesale whoopee. But judging from the Lambeth '68 guidebook, printed to help the bishops when they met last week for their decennial conference in London, somebody expects the old boys to kick up their heels a bit. In the section on where to eat, the Barque and Bite was highly recommended because "you get a sherry on the house while you study the menu." Chez Solange came out as "very, very French" with "ludicrously large helpings, noisy French neighbors and good carafe wine." L'Etoile was billed as "one of the most expensive," but the guide suggested that the bishops "get someone to take you." A few episcopal frowns, of course, were directed at the whole idea. Said the Rt. Rev. Oliver S. Tomkins, 60, Bishop of Bristol: "If there are some visiting bishops who can afford to turn their spare time into such an expensive spree, they could have been left to find out for themselves how to do it."

Dean Martin and Elke Sommer have locked up star billing in House of Seven Joys, Columbia's new Matt Helm thriller. Yet one supporting role is sure to set the audience buzzing. That's when an aide informs the President that thieves have made off with $1 billion in gold bullion. And there's old L.B.J. listening to the bad news. Old who? Well, it's not quite the boss himself, folks. It's his cousin. To play the President, Central Casting tapped J. B. Peck, 66, retired sheriff of Garland, Texas, and L.B.J.'s somewhat look-alike first cousin. It's just a flash of his pan, and J.B. got a kick out of it all. But then, considering the relatively short-term market for his kind of role, he headed back to his job as security guard for the Dallas Cowboys football team.

When the Norwegian shipping tycoon first showed his bride, a lover of 19th century art, around his Manhattan apartment back in 1956, she took one horrified look at the wealth of modern art hanging on the walls and gasped: "It's a nice place, but get rid of those terrible paintings!" Twelve years later, Sonja Henie, 55, is finally getting that wish. She and her husband Niels Onstad are giving Oslo an $8 million gallery to be stocked with more than 200 paintings from their world-famed collection of moderns. But the parting, it turns out, is sweet sorrow for Sonja, who has become an avid modernist. Ah well, they still have 50 paintings left for themselves and all that wall space in their three homes to start filling up again.