The Washington times., 1935-06-08
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Religion Helps
A Fisherman
ATAXI JAUNT
By HELEN EssARY

who did the publicity for the
Normandie. No private money
making enterprise ever before
has had such advertising.
Which reminds us-why do
political parties speak so proudly
of their Grass Roots? We could
think of a more substantial COM
parison.
The roots of our sort of grass
do not grow deep into the soil.
Rain washes them out. Dogs
dig them up. Interloping dan
delions kill them.
Does a mans early religious
training influence him in mo.
ments of emotional excitement
such as fishing? Senator
Bailey, of North Carolina, says
it does. He says that if Senator
Joe Robinson hadn't been raised
Q Methodist-well, here's the
story.
Joe Bailey told it at a joint
blue fish lunch he and Senator
Robinson gave at the Capitol.
The blue fish. "a in number
not all consumed with the lunch,
we trust-were the plumber of a
fishing party enjoyed by Messrs.
Robinson and Bailey at Oregon
Inlet, down on the Atlantic
Coast.
The sea was pretty rough that
day. The boat was bounding
and bucking. Joe Robinson sat
with his back to the captain.
And fished on undisturbed.
Indeed, he sang as he fiShed.
Good Methodist camp meeting
airs.
His big voice was asking
"Shall We Gather at the River"
when the boat struck 10-foot
wave. Down she went with a
bound. But did Senator Robin
son falter? Not note.
Responding like a good Meth
odist, he quickly changed to
Throw Out the Life Line" and
pulled in another fish.
If you met such roses in the
back drop of a play, you'd say,
"How exaggerated! Roses never
grow in such profusion."
But they do-in a wall Of
gorgeous red around three sides
Of the Lothrop Stoddards'
Georgetown garden. A romantic
and becoming background they
make, too, for pretty ladies in
summer frocks, and agreeable
gentlemen inspired to gallantry
by such a setting.
Jonathan Latimer, who wrote
Murder in a Madhouse" (by
night, by day he does publicity
for the PWA). one morning had
q sudden call from one of his
college roommates. The old
friend, whom he hadn't seen in
five or six years, was obviously
quite tight. He said he wanted
to see Jonathan Immediately.
Well, said Jonathan, get into
o cab and come to my office,
and we'll have lunch. At this
old Alma Mater almost wept.
He said he didn't know where
he was.
That's all right, said Jona-
than. Just tell the driver to
bring you here.
At tie end of an hour, Jona-
than began to wonder what
had happened to old Alma
Mater. He had the call
traced.
It had come from New York.
; Speaking of those light
hearted new street cars-for
heavens sake don't try to get
on one at the rear door. There
isn't a rear door any more.
There's a middle door. But
don't try that. We went to
the middle door. Were told to
20 to the front door. At the
front door we tried to pay the
man beside the motorman.
were told to pay the conductor
at the middle door. Cat present
the new cars are three-man
cars. The third man tells peo-
pie how to get on and off,
There's been a change in
motormen, too. The motor
man used to stand on his feet
and run the car with his
hands. Now he holds on to
his upholstered chair and runs
the car with his feet.
Next week the policemen will
wear fezes, too. And the tele-
phone poles, sprouted into palm
trees, will have a sheik in every
branch George Belicovitch
says he's tired of cocktail par
ties. So he's having pancake
breakfast on Sunday Will
liam G. Haines, George Grim
minger (Weather Bureau proph-
cts for Byrd Antarctic Expedi-
tion) will take six months to
analyze their tens of thousands
of observations made near the
South Pole Elinor Pilson
Castle, more beautiful than
ever since her wedding, was dis
covered in violet and yellow cos
tune at a recent tea party.
At the gas company hearing,
General Horton (blue handker.
chief in breast pocket) argues
with fistful of Congressional
Records. Vice President Booth
by, while testifying, smokes Gig.
arctic and cigar. Peoples Coun'