The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-04-19
In New York
BY PAUL HARRISON

New York.--A1fred b. Smith didn't go to college. But he went to a banquet the other night. Hel went to a banquet and gave terseI little speech with a couple Of Wise- cracks and a well-driven point. Then he sat down. A
 The next speaker was a, collegel man. A Yale man many years re- moved, but still pretty sentimental ! about his alma mater. is forl Youth" he began, and gave a 20-I minute discourse on youth. "A lsl for Ambition," he then declared. and poured forth platitudes for fifteen minutes. "L is for Love-" sol he proceed to love his neigh bors, immediate and international. "E" turned out to stand for En- deavor, and his gusch on that sub- ject was clocked at 27 minutes.
 "Isn't it lucky" whispered MT Smith to a fidgety companion that this guy wasn't graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology!"
 Roper In
 E9 una bated in the New York night clubs, with stage and screen peo- pie sitting helplessly and uneasily at ringside tables and never being quite sure whether they're cash customers, guests to be ogled by the other customers, or perform CTS. A Hollywood tenor wander ing into Chez Hot-cha in search of Advertisement is more likely than not to be wheedled into speech and a song by a persuasive (and sometimes insultihg) master of ceremonies.
 However little he may feel like speaking, singing or even lowing and -smirking, he dares not risk creating an impression of ungra- ciousness once the invitation is ex- tended. He sings, and Chez Hot cha gets credit for providing di- versity of intertainment.
 All such victims could take tip, if they would, from a Holly woodsman named Will Rogers. I'm told that he was invited to an elaborate dinner given by a film magnate, and attended with a pre- monition of what was going to happen. Sure enough, he was called upon for a speech. He spoke, and sent the host Dill for $2,500.
 "So this is how you value my hospitality" stormed the movie king. q ask you to my house, and you send me bill for it."
 Ut wasn't my kind of hospi- tality, exactly" said the sage of Claremore. "You didn't invite my wife,"
 Challenge
 A tale that already has become legend in Maiden Lane. center of American jewelry manufactur- ing, concerns a company whose craftsmen drew a piece of gold into n wire that was believed the finest ever made. It was so fine. indeed, that except under the strongest light 1t was invisible. x
 Just for fun, the company sent a piece of it to a rival concern in Switzerland, together with tannting note. Beat this!" 1t challenged.
 Back came a bulky box from the Swiss people. It contained a mic- scroscope. Firmly fixed in the field of the miscroscope was short piece of the Americans wire. The New York jewellers forcussed the instrument. squinted into 1t, and got quite shock. Through the wire the Swiss had bored a net little kole.
 
 Mama's Boy
 Conversation of the two theaterl scrub women. as reported by Irv-| ing Rubine: "Got letter from myI oldest boy" said one. My boyI Jimmy. Gettin' out of Sing SingA next June, he is. In June, mind ye'-sixty days off for good be- havior!"
 "Sixty days!'' exclaimed thd other. "Sixty days for good be havior. An, Mrs Mulcahy. tha sure ia . son Co be proud Cfl'