Smyrna times., 1933-02-22
ABOUT TOWN
ByJay Dee

SLTlheSs IL SOlA6 ~ Oldy I'LL
Called up Doggy Draper and met
him for dinner in Court Square.
Just another Delaware boy not lost
in the big city, and making good.
There is still something delightfully."-
small-townish about him: you can
take the boy from the country, but
--." There is always that in
describable lumpy feeling when one
meets old friends in strange places,
or I'm becoming senile. Anyhow,
we had grand time wrapping our
selves around braised lamb knuck-
les, wine cabbage, baked potato
and that nice stull you have to
wash all that down with. We dis
cussed this, that and business to
the tune of millions, and when we
had the financial worries of hui
manity solved, it took four of US to
scrape up enough to pay the bill
$3.50.
Next day to shopping; and |
didn't feel like it. When I'm not
in the proper mood, I'm a terrible
shoppist. The clerks sense that
and are ruthless. Around five l
was loaded to the ears with pack
ages, you meanie), and started to
subway my way home. Got lost,
as usual never fail. When get
ting on in Times Square end up
in the Bronx instead of Clark st.
When my boat docks I'm going to
grab a taxi, drive up to every sub
way entrance, and with a manical
laugh thumb my nose at 'em.
! That night to the Tree Club OPP
Grated by Roudolph, who is dead
ringer for Avery Clifton. The
place boasts a cuisine that is un-
surpassed, and the food is served
by that internationally famous
f head-waiter, Antoine. He is a lit
tie Corsican, ugly as sin, explosive
in his derision of his subordinates,
but a true artist in love with his
art. Not only that, but he is the
only one in New York who can
make really perfect Crepe Su-
Zette. After that to the Merry
Go-Round, verify a unique place
One of these low walled, heavy
ceilinged clubs where the portraits
of celebrities take the place of
paint on the walls. In the middle
4 of the floor is an immense circular
bar with hobby horses and roaring
lions for stools The whole busi-
ness slowly rotates to caliope tunes
Atmosphere galore. A bunch Of
youngsters making a lot of noise,
but the hilarity wasn't genuine, a
bit too hysterical to be convincing
as if wondering what in the world
they had to be SO gay about.
Friday night to that immense
ocean greyhound, the Europa, as a
/ guest of Herr Einz, the Chief En-
gineer. We went to see Doctor
Odell director of Research Of the
duPont) off on a worlds cruise
What barge! There is nothing
quite as elaborate and beautiful
kaleidoscope Of gold, silver and
red. Swimming pool entirely OF
marble, fringed with sun-lamps
concealed in palm trees and large
enough to hold all Smyrna's popu-
lation aud a few of Brenford's for
good measure. Well, almost. any
how. Almost fell overheard slip
ping on a wet gang plank and let
out a screech that started fog
horns and sent people scurring
for cover.
Back to the fold on Saturday
/ gathered up the young lady. The
two of US trundled to Wilmington
to gaze upon the American Legion
Frolics and to trip the light fan
tastic at the cabaret afterwards
/ The production lived up to its name
and is reputed, by experts, to have
been the best ever given. The one
outstanding feature was a song
written by G. Ross Ford called
Across the Table from You" If
that tune doesn't sweep the love-
lorn off their feet, and the dancers
on their feet, I'm a zaney.
There are going to be some real
fireworks about town soon. One
Of our young men strayed from the
straight and narrow without let
ting his lady friend know. Now
she is walking around with blood
in her eye. When they meet,
want to be there-it's going to be
one grand battle.
One Of our popular and attrac-
! tive matrons had a housewarming
|. the other night and didn't invite
J any of the younger crowd. Just
you wait until I have a house
warming party! Bet you're sorry
now.
Another of our matrons has a
pooch that sheds terrifically. Went
to pay a call the other night and
with my one and only blue coat
sat on the sofa that the pooch hi
oernates on. When / left looked
like a moth-eaten camel. From