The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-04-28

tional Womens tennis champion,
is the latest to turn author. She
is no in her early twenties Bobbs-
Merrill has published her book,
Modern Tennis"
BY WALTER ID. HICKMAN
A NY day now l am expecting to
4 n get word from some publisher
that an elevator boy or an ice man
has written a book about his pro-
fession.
Have before me copy Of I'm
Your Hat" written by Renee Car
roll, hat-check girl at Sardi's eating
place in New York City.
Renee is quite girl. She must
be because she is a redhead and has
kept pretty smart record of the
big shots who check their hats ano
coats with her.
Die llldhCo lllC ObDNl NdblOll Ill 6Af
ing the reader her correct position
in Broadway night life that it is
necessary to keep ones perspective
wiped Clean
MY advice" she writes, latter
years of rubbing worn elbows and
accepting hats from moths Of the
bright lights, is to steer clear OF
the ribbers. keep your nose wiped
constantly, and never mention
Nanny to Al Jolson.'
In the place that Renee checks
hats such people as Marlene Diet
rich, Adolph Zukor, Jesse Lasky
Buddy Rogers, Maurice Chevaliel
and hosts of others who make the
front page.
And Renee is an authority on the
"great art" of tipping. She admits
that she has placed the tip as well as
the hat-check fee on the cuff be-
cause the customer didn't even have
a thin dime. And once she was
tipped a nice penny by a gent who
always reminded her that he was
the guy who gave her penny for
tip, thinking it was big dime.
Once when Chevalier visited the
restaurant in the company of Wal
ter Donaldson, the song writer, the
French star tossed his hat in the
rear seat of DonaldSon'S auto.
And Renee admits she spoke right
I'D to Maurice and asked him if he
thought it was fair for him to chuck
his hat in the auto instead of pay
ing her a dime. especially since she
paid a good American dollar to see
his picture.
And she records that Maurice,
rushed out of the place, got his hat,
gave it to her and compensated her
by "tweaking" her cheek. Others
were more liberal, they kissed her.
AS a matter of book keeping, Re-
nee states-"the smallest tip 1 ever
received was a penny from the near
sighted gentleman. The largest was
a hundred dollar bill which 1 later
had to return"
And Buck Jones gave our little
gal his big and handsome six gall
Ion" top-piece and she still has it.
Whether you are of New York or
not, you are going to get big kick
out of In Your Hat as published
by Macaulay. And sells for 50.
This girl observes life and she
expresses her opinions in the Ian
guage of the day. especially when
she From early girlhood
I learned that life was a serious
bowl of cherries"
She lets you know that Eddie Cam
tor has lost two million dollars and
she observes-"I haven't saved two
hundred. I'm the unique case of a
lower New York birth with nothing
to show for it but an aversion for
dialect stories and a strawberry
mark on my hip"
Here's a smart and a delicious
book. And so different. You'll love
it. 1 did.
Yes. President Roosevelt has writ
ten a book 1t has just been pub
lished by John Day. 1t is called
Looking Forward" and it is really
his program for the new deal 1t
sells for $3.50
AS people are talking poetry. ]
was stopped on the street the other
day and was asked IF I knew Aus
tin James?" Was told that his
book on poetry, Moods of The Mo-
ment," published by the author. was
getting a wider audience each week
'yhen Moods of the Moment
re, ched my desk, discovered that
Austin James was the pen name of
j. Austin Mutt, living at $500 North
Meridian street and is employed in
the sales department of the tele-
phone company here.
am beginning to feel that people
who work. every day are the ones
who are writing of real things of
life instead of just ideas.
James has a good feeling for
words and the things of which he
writes really got under my skin. l
know that I am both happy and
sad on Christmas and at times dur
ing that day feel that no matter
how thin my pocketbook is nobody
in the world can steal Christmas
from me.
James has beautifully caught that
spirit in Gosh. Amt I the Lucky
Guy" Even with old clothes on,
a shabby roof over his head and
even no feather bed, the author de-
clares he's a lucky guy because he
tries to be cheerful giyer."