The Washington times., 1935-12-07

Republican National Committee,
Wandered lonely as cloud
Among the Democrats"
Mr.. Fletcher still wanderS among
the Democrats-the town being
what it is for a few months at
least. Somehow, he doesn't seem
as lonely as he did. You find him
in many crowded places, the cen
ter of conversational groups.
At the marvellous party Mr.. Rob-
ert jackson gave for Mr.. Victor
Moore and Mr.. William GaXton,
the stars of Anything Goes" Mr..
Fletcher was practically hidden
from view by a small Democratic
mass meeting.
Henry, you're looking stouter
than you used to-" said big Max
Gardner, former governor of
South Carolina. II believe you
are growing roster every day. You
smile a lot more than you did"
"ITl tell you how it is" said
Mr.. Fletcher, the corners of his
eyes and his mouth turning up
in a grin, 1.-TWO days after that
last congressional election when
the Democrats walked into office
like they hat been shipped whole
sale, I sat at that fine dinner
Mrs. Eleanor Patterson had. And
did take it? Answer me-did
! take it?"
We said he did take it" mag
nificently, and there was more
than a vague chance that he
might have to take it" again.
'I'll take it. in different place
next time" said Mr.. Fletcher.
"Ill take it, down at the White
House."
"But the question is" said
pretty nasty Democrat in the
group. The question is-with
WHOM will you take it'?"
Mr.. Fletcher stopped smiling
0 little. There was a silence, as
near a silence as there ever can
be in the center of a big dining
room where about so people are
having a midnight supper OF
scrambled eggs, SauSageS. hot but
tered rolls, green salad and a
dash of champagne.
Mr.. Fletcher quickly frightened
up. "I've got two great candidates
right in this room. Why not
william Gaxton and Victor
Moore? You coundn't beat them
as the President and Vice Presl-
dent in of Thee I Sing. )"
When went to discuss such
prospects with Mr.. Moore he was
talking to Lady Lewis, very slim
and cheerful after her trip to
Florida. Obligingly he submitted
to a political interview on a social
occasion.
Mr.. Moore is probably the fun
niest man on the stage. Off the
stage he is rather serious. Has
a slow speaking. unassuming man.
ner. Looks more like a professor
than an actor. He said the presi-
dency had never been his role.
That had been Bill Gaxton's. But
he knew something about the Vice
President, Mr.. Jack Garner.
Not long ago he met Mr.. Garner
and said:
"Mr. Garner, I stole some of
your stuff in "Of Thee I Sing"
Maybe I can return the courtesy
now. In this show I'm Public
Enemy Number 49," How would
you like to borrow my machine
gun sometime? 1t might help you
run your job"
Jack Garner, it seems, shook
his head sadly. though there was
Q twinkle in his eye, and said:
I'm not that kind of man"
The blonde Mrs. Gaxton, Irene
Delroy, Drusilla Strain and sew
eral other fascinating members of
the cast of Anything Goes" also
were guests at Mr.. Jackson's party.
The introduction of so much new
charm added a zest to the eve
ming Every so often you'd dis
cover two or three Washington
beauties in a huddle, saying to
each other: II wonder where Bill
is" or whats become of Har-
old?" or Have you seen Frank?"
And Harold and Bill and Frank
would be in the ballroom dancing
the rumba with the alluring
strangers.
Mr.. Jackson has a genius for
hospitality. The house at 2520
Massachusetts, Ave-, which he and
his daughter, Miss Hope Jackson,
have rented from Mr.. Hugh Auch-
incloSs, was built several years
ago by the then Mrs. Sylvanus
Stokes, jr., and is delightful for
entertaining. Mr.. Jackson's other
daughter, Mrs. Forbes Morgan,
and her husband will spend the
winter with Mr.. Jackson.
1t has just occurred to me why
the Secretary Of State, trade ex-
pert that he is, sent that brisk
note to Japan. It's because that
Little Boy I know, told Mr.. Hull
about his discovery at the Army
and Navy football game last Sat
urday. The Little Boy almost
burst with pride as he watched
the players roll each other around
the field. He was just about to