The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-01-17
In New York
rY PAUL IrARRrgoN

D1 EAOn 4A1tkttpON New York---Broadway;s insatia- ble gambling fever ts fired regular " by the appearance of tickets on various lotteries and foreign sweepstakes offering fabulous l prizes.
 And one of the rcadlest chance takers has been, for many years, an orchestra leader who now ig fniddle-aged. One of these days. he Is confident, his number will be up, for. he has drawn the next.door neighbors of q score of winning tickets.
 Also there is the memory of that day in 1917 when he rushed out for q newspaper to see wheth- CT he had scored in a certain lot- tery based on horse race. He hadn't. But his blood froze sas he turned back to page one to scan the first drawing of the World wars selectiye draft.
 Blue Plate Dinner
 There's an old gentelman around town who enters small, quiet res. taurantg in the evenings, and car- ries a package which he rcfuYen to check. Orders his dinner aud then detaiHs the waiter whEc be unwraps his bundle. 1t contains t plate, q rather ordinary-l0Ok blue plate. "Use this when sa,J bring in the meat course" COL, mands the old gentleman. He dine.
 from the plate, and when 1t is washed and returned to him while he has his dessert. He wraps Jt carefully and doddcrs out.
 A Miss Elizabeth Hett, chief oi,. erator in the Hotel New Yorkei, plugged in on q telephone call the other day and found herself iU who, though quite articulate, hap pened to be speaking in Japanesc. Try as she would, Miss Hett couldn't understand q word he said. but gathered that 1t was something Very important. s | And so she tclephoned the Jap anesc consulate. First she got u Jittery underling who couldn't com prehend what she wanted. Ncxt she spoke to an Oriental who, aI- l though more composed, demanded to know why she dared thus to interrupt the affairs of q govern.
 mental agency. Miss Hett explained that sine knew 1t was the congu- latc,s business to aid q countryman in distrcss. And this countryman was in distress. s@t An, yes, said the man. He would connect her with higher official. The third Japanese, who may or
 may not have been the consul gen. eral himself. quickly .grasped tho ssu4fas. nA s.rNnaaAaN fA fn liz xuffh the hotel guest. They talked for l i've minutes, at least, and snickeEed a good deal. Then the attachc of the consulate spoke to, Miss Hett. | II will translate the fncssage" he said grnvcIy. Your guest hopes that someone will call for his laundry on Monday afternoon.
 Crossed Wires
 Tn the radio. control room of q
 big hotel I heard the other day
 from the chief engineer, a sad little story Of his predecesgor. One even ing, snug in his aerie as he looked out over the lights Of the city, he l received call from the south ball.
 room, where q stag party was be- ing held. The stags had 4 few
 minutes to walt for an entertainer,
 1t was explained: meanwhile they'd
 like q little music Dipcd down to
 them.
 Just at that moment came a call
 from the north ballroom, where
 lot of hotel executives were at dlii.
 ner. They wanted the public .ad- l dress system turned on tconnecting l the dias microphone with the ball room loud speakers) because titc association president was about to make an address.
 Well, the engineer reversed tlir
 connections The stag diners henrd ia pompous voice say: MT TOnst-
 master and sentlcmen7-I am hon-
 Meanwhile the assembled hotel managers had settled back for the evenings oratory. Their diGnlfiei president arose, beamcd, har-rufnp.
 ed, and opened his mouth. Ali'
 from the loud speakers around th,
 large ballroom came baritors
 voice singing Lets Take Waif
 Around the Block" M @1
 Looking 1aiantcd
 1 The Stage, most entertaining of Itheater magazines, offers one of the several explanations Of why Peter Arno withdrew from his announced aAsocint ton with the now revue.
 "FoOle Rush In". Seems he had
 been too rushed with other matterf to worry about the costumes an6
 scencry. But he did. he .confded, Ihave m even better contributiofi--- the twelve Peter Arno girls, whom l he personally had selected.
 Leonard gilIman, the director, asked if they could dance. No, said MT Arno. Could they slngi No act? No. Well. what the dick ens could they d6g They are very |beautifui," replied Mir Arno. "But remember. Leonard, they are very busy. You can't ask them to rc-
 hearse."