The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-12-11
In New York
By PAUL HARRISON

New York-Personal physician and good friend Of'most of Broad way is pr. Leo Michel, but he has all kinds of patients. Bustled in to his apartment office the other day and noticed in the waiting room a scPawny, acidulous looking middle aged woman and a brawny, blue jowled. scoWling fellow in Q flashy suit.
 The doctor strode on into his inner office and asked his nurse: (Which came first, the hen or the yegg?"
 From the Michel establishment also comes little anecdote about the anaemic song writer who had to have series of blood transfu- sions. A blood donor, who hap pened to be Scotsman, was found, and, the songwriter paid $35 for the first treatment. Af- ter the second transfuslon, he paid $25. By the fifth time the pa tient had so much Scotch blood in his veins that he just said Thanks"
 Spittin' Image
 A third story, less clinical, concerns business man who went night-clubbing with some friends and fell off the waterwa- gon with a great splash. Along toward dawn they managed to get involved in a grand melee in some west side dive, and the aforemen- toned adventurer went home with an assortment of contusions and abrasiOns.
 Took a look at himself in mir TOT and haZily decided to patch up his wounds. Did his best with some adhesive tape and crawled into bed. Next day his wife ac- cused him of being squiffy when he came home.
 T hadn't been drinking" he declared. ''I was in taxi acci- dent"
 Hadn't touched drop?"
 Mot a drop"
 "Then what are those strips of adhesive tape doing on the mirror in the bathroom ?"
 Sequel
 once I recounted the repeal fable of the twin brothers who met at a midtown bar, fell into conversation and were aston ished by the coincidence that they bore the same name, lived in the same building. and even in the same apartment. We'll, here's companion piece, though per- fectly sober one:
 Patricia Heaton and Tom Cur ley were introduced at party, and she mentioned something about going on the stage.
 "That so?'' said Curley. "I've been in the theater for years my self"
 I'm not an actress, really" said Miss Heaton, I'm a dancer"
 'So am II"
 She admitted that was an un. usual circumstance, and went on to say that she now was dancing in "The Great Waltz"
 T am too!!" howled MT Curley. And they are; have been for months. The big show has lot of dance numbers, and the pair happen to be in different ones. True to Type
 Chalk up one for Sally Rand. At a movie luncheon the other day, attended by a Sally so swath- ed in tweeds and furs that hardly anybody recognized her at first, the talk got around to advertis- ing.
 IT ought to be good at that" chirped the bubble-dancer. My business is demonstrating the val ue> of plenty of white space"
 
 Playing a Part
 For several years engagements have been fewer and critical praise scarcer for 8 certain gray ing actor. But he hasn't lost q bit of his pride. A couple of months ago he went to the produc- CT who had hired him and com plained about his salary. Said he wasn't getting a fourth as much as he used to receive, and that maybe he ought to quit and look for another role.
 The producer, who wouldn't be where he is if he didn't know ac- tors, admitted that the salary was not all he deserved, but said to think 1t over and send in his notice to quit. As soon as the ac- tor left, the snowman called in a couple of girls of his office staff and gave them instructions.
 Soon afterward the actor began getting letters from adoring ladies. One sent him an orchid occasion ally, along with ,drOoling noteg about how she was trying to get up hte courage to visit him back stage. The old fellow perked up immediately, and remained for A<. ..& Ia. enHa