The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-09-27
In New York
BY PAUL HARRIsoN


 New .York-Odds and ends: A certain pugnacious literaryfellow has been staying home lately tell ing friends on the phone that his nose has been broken in two places. Said Gerald McCann, mildly: "Old man, you ought to stay out of those places."
 I haven't, checked this story with Dr John Watson, the behavorist psychologist, but I know enough. about his young son, Billy, to guess that it's true. Billy is an avid ans werer of advertisements; likes to send away for all manner of sam- pies, gadgets end books. When his parents won't give him the money, Billy washes cars, rakes lawns and earns it. .
 Recently he decided to become physician when he grows up. So he went to his father and asked for money to send away for sometb ing. What was it, asked the scicn- How much, then? Thirty-iive dui- lars, ~ SA
 Now you've got to tell me wh:d
 
 I've found a place." said Billy earnestly, where l can buy a swell corpse for s35."
 He Cidn't get the money, but the Watsons are worried. For sN.ccks Billy has been raking lawns and washing ctirs--workinG like mad. Fire Sale Ofing
 Here's d tale which has been al tributed to practically all the mcr. chants along BroaGw@y whose busi- nesses are tottering. And that in-- cludes a lot of people. Whichever merchant this was, anyway, he was speeding ito his store one morning when a kmotor.cop Jagged him down. "Ih a big hurry, ain't you p growled the officer. T s'pose you're goin' to a fire" Mi
 "Oh. Lord" fervently moancd dhe buinessman, T hope sol"
 - & Subway stunts
 Haunting the subways during rush hours.is q man who carries q large cardboard box with airholcs < cut in the top. There's the sounu 2 of whining puply. and the man peers into the box and shushes 1t. Everybody watches the fellow. and grins. Pretty soon comes frantic tapping. and the man is visibiy disturbed. He reaches into the box to pat the pupIiy. It yaps again. : and he soothes 1t with words. He peeps into one of the holes and smiles tenderly enough to melt any heart. By the time every eye in the 7 car is on the distraught man and his box. And the standces are s grouped closely around him, hop ing to glimpse the plaintive pet.
 They glimpse 1t all right. The man puts the box in the aisle. opens it with flourish, and says, All right, folks, plpnty of rubber Co.s here. Take hone d pup to the kid dies Sells theh by the thousansls. He's an actor.l
 It wasn't ans actor, but a stage < designer, who sknew how to pro tcct q fragile tpackage from the i subway crowds! He had built i,. ] elaborate model in cardboard. ard ! had to hurry downtown with t in the noonrush. sHe put 1t into, a light cardboard box. punched . few holes in the ton, and on two sides s painted ''Snakes--Handle With care. GeOpIe E6eUleu ID opOt4fuiit E the second he struggled into damned train. But they kept ,righ. on jostling himy until he had the. 5 idea of assuming n wild-cyed grin and lifting the Nopl of the box to peep inside. .. Within two minutes < swears Tom Cracraft, he and drunk and a blind man had the whole car to themselves.  Hepburn Burned Up
 There is just space enough to tell about kantapkerous Katherine ( Hepburn and a6idulous AdoIphe < Menjou. They went to a Broadway :. theater opening; not together, but < they came out the same time. And naturally the autograph hunters Z closed in with delighted cries.
 M. Menjou was, as usual, easy. quick and gracious. As he scribbled, a La Hepburn refrigerated the eager < applicants, Geclining all of them. { Menjou looked at her and .grinned. These autograph people," he said, ;. certainly are embarrassing-to anybody who doesn't know how to write"
 La Kitty lost her Ipallor and be- 7 gan grabbing the, proffered note books. And those so far as I know, are the only Hepburn autographs Z in New York. &