The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-08-15
In New York
BY PAUL HARRISON

New York-Odds and ends: An insurance salesman cornered Roger Wolfe Kahn the other evening. Knew he was a musician, but didn't know he was the son of the late Otto Kahn, international banker.
 Playing in a dance band isn't going to get you very far" said the agent. What will you amount to at 60 unless you lay aside a few dollars regularly? How would you be able to provide form your fam fly in an emergency"
 "Well," unused Roger, who al- ready owns more insurance than that agent is likely to sell in the next five years, "well, guess I'd have to sell my saxophone.'
 Poor Rich Riders
 Recovery Note: Always sensitive to social stirrings, the Long Island railroad once requested wealthy people who ride back and forth in private cars to lower the window shades while the trains were stop ping in crowded stations near the city. That was during the darkest days of more than year ago. Mid dle-class commuters were inclined otglare into the luxurious coaches and mutter things about the rich. Some months later the private cars were permitted to keep their shades up in the mornings. That was beceuse people were more op- timistic in the mornings, though they were still pretty sour and grumpy on their way home. This arrangement was continued for time, but now the rich don't even have to hide from proletarian stares in the evenings. The masses just grin and say: "Let 'em eat cake"
 Filibuster's Bureau
 A writer who has knocked around in odd corners of the globe advises me of the existence, right in this country, of an organization called International Filibusters service. For stated fee 1t supplies regular data to soldiers of for tune and adventurous spirits on scientific exploration, filibustering expeditions, revolutions sponsored by patriots and revolutions spon- sored by mercenaries. Just now it has only enlistment in the French Foreign legion to suggest to sub scribers who would follow Metz che's advice to Tive dangerously" But 1t promises to scare up a couple of comic opera wars this autumn.
 At the Library
 I've often marveled at the pa- tience of librarians, who spend |. .afS vi k@ s-R. CT peoples whims.
 One day I mentioned this, and
 was rewarded by glimpse of list of strange requests the librarian had jotted down. Here were some of them: How to make pins, who to pluck a chicken; how to get rid of an unwelcome suitor. The his- of the wooden peg; a description
 of the bow of the Sovereign of the sea, a ship built in 1887: the his- tory of doll carriages. The cost per cubuc foot of building a house in Moscow; how many moth balls it would take to kill a person who'd
 be willing to swallow them; how long line could be drawn with a certain type of lead pencil. The specifi gravity of opals; ice con- ditions in the Boring Straits in
 1904: the use of soap bark in re- ligious ceremonies of South Amer
 ican Indians. One man said he was
 planning motor trip, and would
 someone please tell what weater
 to anticipate along the Lincoln highway for the next two weeks.
 "Jafsie" Still Busy
 Maybe you've wondered what
 ever became of John F. Condon,
 the "Jafsie" of the Lindburgh
 Kidnapping case who delivered $5O,- | 900 to man in a cemetery. We'll, Dr Condon is still working on the mystery, still worrying about all that money, and still confident he'll live to see the case cleared up. All sorts of cranks still come to his home at all hours of the day and night to tell wild tales and advance fantastic theories. Dr Con- don always listens gravely, and thanks them. Sometimes depart ment of justice operatives drop in for another chat, or to show him pictures of suspects. Occasionally. too, he goes out of town on secret l missions: nobody knows where.