The Washington times., 1931-03-17
UOR RING PLOT SEEN IN LIGHTHOUSE MYSTERY DEATH
Mrs. Patterson's Career
Laid to viii to Work.

erS Of the paper, and all others
who heard the news. Chairs
were hunched a little closer in
Washington drawing rooms for
the next few days, and some
journalistic adherents of Mrs.
Longworth rushed to her sup
port. An editor of an Iowa pa
per wrote a number of ringing
editorials, all denouncing Mrs.
Patterson. One morning, how
ever, the editor received a short
note from Mrs. Patterson which
read: I think your leading edi-
torials about me are Just too
darling He pondered over
this and wrote his final editor
rial on the subject. I have a
clipping of it here and this is
part of what he said:
Not Lacking HumOr
Maybe there's more of the
journalist in Eleanor than we
had estimated. We had thought
she lacked any semblance of
humor. We we're in error.
Like as not in her reference to
Mrs. Longworth's activities in
the field of photography. Flea
nor was merely being kittenish.
We had interpreted her course
as catty.
However that may be, our
editorial guns are spiked for the
time being. We are going to
say nothing further about the
lady until we can be more sure
of our ground
II asked Mrs. Patterson how
she happened to write the 'edi-
torial on Mrs. Longworth and
she said:
Why, she was in the news
and thought I'd comment on
her activities. That was the
only reason. I regard Mrs.
Longworth as a very talented
and witty woman
Mrs. Patterson, more recent
ly, was in Florida and the re-
portorial instinct which she
possesses, prompted her to stop
her car in front of the bizarre
mansion on Miami Beach occu-
pied by Al Capone, who needs
no further introduction. She
left the car, entered the barred
gate which clanked behind her,
and quietly though ominously
accompanied by eight stern and
Serious-faced young men, who
constitute the big shots per-
Sonal bodyguard, she sought
out and interviewed Capone
himself.
Last month, when she was
in California, Mrs. Patterson
went after another interview,
this time with DR.. Einstein.
He was a guest at the Palm
Springs (Calif.) estate of Sam
uel Untermyer. The servants
told Mrs. Patterson that DR..
Einstein was atop a rocky trail
and she started forth in the
blazing sun, to find him. When
she reached the crest she dis
covered the professor was taking
a sunbath in the altogether,
save for a handkerchief, knot
ted at the four corners, on top
of his head.
"'I couldn't go up wrote
Mrs. Patterson, so I had to
come down, crestfallen and won.
dering what a determined 60
getting she reporter would do
under the circumstances
arthur Brisbane, the ia
nous editor, read her story and
supplied an answer in his col
umn Today the next morn
ing.
Under such circumstances,
he said, Nelly BLY,, best Aneri-
can woman reporter, with the
possible exception of Dorothy
Dix, would have got a blanket,
put it over DR.. EinStein and got
the interview, if necessary sit
ting on the blanket and Elm
stein to keep him from getting
away
Tells About Hearst
Mrs. Patterson had gone to
California, along with a num-
ber of Hearst editors, to see
Mr.. Hearst in Los Angeles.
Later the party went to the
publishers famous ranch at
San Simeon, with it's so miles
of frontage on the Pacific
Ocean, and where Mr.. Hearst
dispenSes a baronial hospital
ity. Mrs. Patterson told me a
grand story about Mr.. Hearst,
and I think I'll let you all in
on it.
"'When it was time to leave, ,
she said, I discovered that I
hadn't talked business at all. I
was rather panicky, so I went
to Mr.. Hearst and asked him
what I should say to the people
back in the Washington office
when got home. I told him
they'd ask me if we had dis
cusSed business or policies, and
I simply had to have something
to tell them.
Well said Mr.. Hearst, with