The Washington times., 1925-05-19
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WALK

Dear MAX:
Wen. Max, it is too bad you
had to so to Nashville last night.
II seems you always have got to
so away when there's something
big in town.
Last night. the White House
News Photographers held their
annual banquet at the Mayflower.
Was Ii a riot, Max? An ordi-
nary riot looks like Statuary Hall
beside It.
The first guests began coming
in a little after o'clock, to do a
little mingling before the dinner.
Herbert French, the indefatigable
chairman of the banquet commit
tee, and j. c. Brown-you know
Brownie of the International
News Reel-were telling off the
crowd to tables.
When the ma jority of the
crowd was seated, President Bobby
Denton said something about
everybody giving the President
q big hand when he came, which
was unnecessary, for the boys en-
joy it and would do so anyhow.
Somebody let out a cheer some
where, and Happy Walkers band
struck up cover There"
General Pershing had arrived,
spic and span as ever in his din
ner jacket, beaming from his
place at the head table.
3. We were into the soup, when
there was a decorous commotion
at one of the doors and the band
played MY Country, It's of
Thee"
In came the President, smiling
broadly at the cheers which did
not cease until he sat down.
So now we had. at the head
Pershing, Attorney General Sar-
gent, Postmaster General New,
Everett Sanders and Ted Clark
(the Presidents two secretaries)
and other persons Of prominence.
Kemper Cowing, the toast
master, was introduced by Bobby
in a well-memorized speech, and
he took charge Of the program
from that time on.
At about this time, Doctor Joel
Boone, the Presidents doctor, and
Ye Ed were watching George
Harris, the photographer, show
John Hays Hammond a trick
with lettered dice.
Mr.. Hammond had some tricks
Of his own, which Wilton Lam
bert was trying to watch, but
every time a speech would break
in, and Mr.. Hammond couldn't
find time to mystify the table.
Kemper got up and remarked
there would be no speeches, and
President Coolidge, putting down
his white cigar holder, grinned
and passed out the first really
enthusiastic applause I've ever
seen him give. So everybody
laughed and followed with more
handcIapping.
Well, Max, what with this and
with that, the time passed
quickly. Kirk Miller did his
stuff. and Kemper sent Ye Ed
out to get an organ grinder, sup
posed to be the brother OF
Tony" Jackson. photographer.
"The Fuzzy Focus annual pa
per Of the photographers banquet,
was passed around, and GER
tAinly hoped they liked it. had
to work hard enough on it.
Pretty soon, Jack Mullane was
on the stage and began to an
nounce the entertainment pro-
gram.
The Luitich sisters, Lorese and
Lucille, danced and sang; then
Big Bill Steinke, from Philly,
caricatured the guests Of honor.
Kate Smith came out and sang,
to great effect, Nobody Knows
What a Red-headed Mamma Can
Do"
Everybody looked around to see
how the President was taking it.
Well, Max, If you ask me, he
seemed to be enjoying it. But he
doesn't like late hours, and he
left pretty soon after that.
Well, later we had Camille Lit
tie, Liz" Johns, Helen ]. Mari,
Catherine Jones, Miss Thornberry
and a clever group from Gladys
Wilbur's school, presenting mod
ern travesty on the famous old
"Florodora" number. Tell Ne
Pretty Maiden" Andrew Buck"
May also filled in with an eccen-
trio dance.
When the party ended, so far
as 1 was concerned, Sam Schwartz,
Larry Rubel and l were right up
next to the stage. Groups were
watching the fun from the bal
cony boxes. And all was merri-
ment. Max, it was O great night.
You should have left Nashville to