The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-03-30
In New York
BY PAUL HARRISON

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 package of matches in a pocket, and remember just which pocket. For you may be interviewed by some personnel executive who has adopted the cute little trick thought up by one of these high
 powered efficiency-expert-psycholo- gists. This fellow begins with the
 usual questions, and breaks off in the middle of one of them with the query: Have you got a match"
 If the applicant says ''No sir" l without searching for 8 match, or if he reaches into 8 certain pocket and Immediately produces 8 match, he passes the test. But if he fum- bles around from pocket to pocket las most of us do-he fails. The efficiensy specialist believes that
 shows personal Reorganization; man won't become an orderly worker unless he has a definite place for each of the accessories he carries. The same test is used for i women because the question gives him an opportunity to see whether their purses are neatly arranged or crammed with miscellaneous junk. HOAX
 A. P. Kaye is a red-wigged bar | tender in a curren comedy, called "The Bishop Misbehaves," but his best role is impersonating Lloyd George. Whenever a producer has had to represent the British states man on the stage, Kaye has been called on for the part.
 Twelve years ago he was appear
 ing as Lloyd George in Shawl Back to Methuselah," and tn, real Lloyd George came here for a visit. Just before sailing back home he was to have addressed an annual dinner of the Authors league. but something went wrong and he sent his regrets. And so, as a joke, MBarc Connolly per suaded Kaye to substitute as the guest of honor, and rehearsed him in speech which he (Connelly) had written. Kaye delivered the speech and was taken so sceriousl! that he was afraid to confess tho hoax. Some of the people at tho dinner still believe they listened to the famous Englishman.
 Charley Adler, one of the Yacht club boys, had an apparently un- collectable debt and a bright idea. The debate was an item of $400, | owed by restaurateur who hadn't paid off on an enteanment con- tract. The bright idea was to bring in a large party of friends and run up a bill of $400.
 It was a fine party, all right; everything from pate de foie graf | to champagne. Late in the even, ing Adler sought out the manager | to to break the sad news that no cash would be forthcoming. "Crar- | ley, my boy" the fellow hailed l jovially, There's that dough I owe you. just won a lot of money and I'm paying all my debts."
 Misbids
 One of Broadway's favorite prac- tical jokes is being turned into a vicious weapon of competition be- tween night clubs. Playboys of the Mean Stem long have been found | of telephoning large numbers of people and inviting them to non- existent parties in the homes of unsuspecting friends.
 Several weeks ago the veddy so- cial MT Jules Glaenzer got wind of such a hoax and had to send more than a hundred telegrams explain ing the he couldn't be responsible for the engraved invitations bear ing his name which had been mailed around town. More recent. ly, Poppy D'Albrew's Chapeau Rouge was damned with celebrants who thought they were wining and dining on the house. Since then, other night sports have been vic timized by fake invitations, and rival clubs are suspected.
 Model Plan
 One of Manhattans loveliest fashion models. who's desperately l stage struck, was courted for months by a wealthy fellow but l just couldn't make up her mind to marry him. He though she might be impressed if he got into show business, so he wrote generous check for the backing of a new play. She was impressed, sure enough, and agreed to marry him if the play was a success. After the premiere they went to Sardi's restaurant and sat in a booth to await the early morning papers with the critics reviews. III du AuJOtHAh6 OOUSug AVWVvVA1 sat the critic of an afternoon pa per and a party. of friends. He was talking about the play he had just seen, and was speaking in superlatives. Marvellous casting ... "a swell plot. a great third act. three laughs q minute"--- those were some of the phrases the eavesdropping pair overheard.
 "It's hit!" whispered the back CT ito the beautiful model. Let's drive up to Connecticut, call that marrying justice out of bed and get married right now." So they did. Returning to New York in cold dawn, they bought the morning newspapers and turned eagerly tc ! the drama reviews.
 The play had been mercilessls banned. It was q sure nOp. Latek they learned that the critic ln th% next booth had attended Aiffer- \ ant knaAnAAR that AyanfnR