The Washington times., 1933-09-22
THE VOICE OF
Broadway
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BROADWAY MERRY-Co-RoUND!
by Louis SGDbOl-

PerhapS I'm mistaken, DuC
have an idea Johnny and Nancy
Public are pretty sick of the
maudlin twaddle being dished
out by Aimee Mcpherson and
her great big ucky, wucky,
hubby, "just-a-jo -jolly.boy" David
Hutton. Two lovey-doveyS who
can't get along-God in their
hearts, music in their souls, a
message to deliver to the pant
ing public. 1t was news when
they separated-it was news
when there was an indication
that they might become recon-
ciled.
But after that all we got
and are still getting-is a great
deal of specially prepared hokey
verbiage on the stupendous
idealism of their lost love and
the dissenting forces that dis
rupted it. II still love him."
purrs Aimee, adjusting her
coiffure and making sure the
photographers snap her when
her toothy smile is at its win
soonest. Il expect to hear from
her within "a hours" announces
"What-a-Man," carefully rub
bing his highly polished finger
nails.
If you'll forgive the triteness,
life toSSeS a few of us around in
a bewildering manner. Take
the little Polynesian beauty,
Reri. The late Ziegfeld, i'm
pressed with her native beauty
after he saw her in a jungle
film, imports her to America to
become a member of his Follies.
She's Something new in this
jadded section and for a time,
she's escorted around town by
one playboy after another. The
novelty of her wears off but the
virus of our type of civilization
infects her and she begins tour
ing the world with an American
girl, Mildred Luber.
Somewhere in Poland she falls
madly in love with q Polish lad
and SO there she is in Poland
very much in love, it's true
but hOrlesick. The giggle is
she's not hOmeSick for her ma
tive haunts but for Broadway
She wants to come back here
and she writes me a note in her
broken little English, telling me
so. At the same time, the
American girl, Mildred Luber,
falls in love with a Dutchman
named Daniel Dunn, weds him
in Holland, and brings him
back to staid Brooklyn. Having
toured the world, gotten her.
self a husband, Mildred sud.
denly feels penitent for having
left Reri in Warsaw. So she's
writing a biography of the girl.
It's all pretty daffy.
Poor Mickey Alpert. Grandest
thing about the boy was his
genuine devotion to his mother.
On Broadway, it's the thing to
speak we'll of the gentle lady at
home who brought you into the
World-to hint OF how much
you do for her-and how much
you care. But it's a pose with
most of the gentry-they're too
busy thinking about themselves
to give a cahoot about the folks
at home. There are exceptions
Mickey was one of them. Every
night, without fail, wherever he
was, at 10 o'clock he'd rush to
a telephone to call up his mama
in Boston.
He was with me Saturday
night, and just before the des-
sert was served, he ran down
stairs to put in his call. There's
a great girl" he said. upon his
return. BEST booster I've got.
She's not feeling so we'll, but all
she wanted to know was whether
I was working too hard and
whether I was getting enough
sleep. Your mother living,
Louie?" I told him she was.
Your father. too?" I said
yes. You're lucky-my pa was
killed-I'll never forget the day
1 came home and found out. If