The Washington times., 1936-08-06

the complete and damaging GruCE
in a little book which may have
Just an ordinary cheap lock a.
protection.
One authority solves the hOr.
rible Jersey matricRle by insist
ing that the 17-yeaI-Old Gladys
MacKnight is clearly saturated
with Scrambled hOrmOneS,"
which Is as good an, excuse as
any but not likely to be cOnvinc'
ing The girl has evidenced no
unnatural tendencies has been
quite normal in the flapperish
manner, addicted to I1etting. to
an occasional light drh1k or two.
to parties and to a bit of mild
profanity Girls Of II in all
strata of society today are like
that, but they don't feed their
tumultuOUS completes sby bash
ing in their mothers head. ..
There will be considerable maud
lin sentiment about this case
and gradually the death Of the
mother will be forgotten and
only the extreme youth Of the
girl and her accOmpliee boy.
friend remembered. And as a
matter of fact the business is
sad very, very Sad-bHlt the
real pathetic figure in this sOr-
did tragedy is the mild-mannered
bereaved husband and father
who loved his wife - butt who
loves his wayward daughteE, too,
and who must stand by her and
see her through. For even tax.
ing it for granted that perhaps
the girl may somehow escape
punishment for her SeIf-cOn-
fessed crime, nothing will ever
erase the horrible memory of it
from the fathers mind.
A chronic letter-writer Is a
young man named Irving Gross
who first called himself to our
many years ago in our
early days Of columning. Since
then he has appealed to other
columniStS and none has failed
him-each Of us calling the pub
lies attention to his plight. He
is a hopeless cripple, a pathetic
figure who loves Broadway and
the So-called glamor of Broad
way and its celebrities. Recently
his one companion, his mother,
died, and now the last few pen
nies that she left him are gone,
and the boy faces eviction from
his squalid little place at 189 E.
Second st. While it is true he
would be we'll cared for at an
institution, he shudderS at the
idea of losing the one place he
can receive people who come to
comfort him. His final appeal
is pathetic. . Before he loses his
little home. he would like some
Broadway people to visit him.
The most touching affection ex
lists between the pantomimic
clown, Ben Blue, and his wife,
Mary Lynn. At every perform
ance, before he goes on for his
turn, he hugs her and kisses her
and repeats at the conclusion
Of his act. They have been mar
ried Is years but have never
failed to go through with this
rs that all on the
level?" a reporter asked him E.
TOO much on the level" replied
Blue. "And sometimes it's bad
to have so much affection for
each other. On the few occa-
Sions when we do quarrel, neither
one Of us can laugh it off-so I
have to quit work-until we
patch up"
It's a mistake to think the
speakeasv went out with prohibi'
ton There are close to 100
speaks still left around the side.
streets of Misunderstanding one
one on West End ave.
The current law prohibiting sale
of booze otter 3 p m, paves the
wav for these hideaway speaks
which cater to the thirsty in the
later hours. None of the legit
places. with possibly one or two
exceptions, care to take the
chance of losing their license and
so adhere strictly to the o'clock
rule. The atmosphere in these
repeal speaks are like those Of the
old days-the drinks are Just as
bad Gin drinks range from IS
cents to so cents-a small glass
of beer is Is cents And many of
these dives are clip joints where
the Micky Finn is usually ON the