The Washington times., 1936-08-29
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Bethany Beach
For Johnson
RUNS BINGO
BY HELEN ESSARY

sand, sea and the conviction of
its enthusiasts that it is the finest
beach on the Atlantic Ocean, comes
news of General johnson.
You remember Gen. Hugh S.
johnson!
The General is down there visit
ing his son, Hugh, jr., who owns
q cottage at the resort. The Gen.
eral doesn't mingle around much.
His chauffeur, driving by with
q big block of ice on the trunk
rack, is the most frequent reminder
of the presence of Mr.. Roosevelt'S S
one-time Number One Boy.
Jane Slater (She'S the sister of
Sue Slater, who was voted the
queen of the last carnival at George
Washington is running the bingo
parlor at Bethany this year.
She's doing it entertainingly and
most successfully. Has half the
beach at her beck and call to lend
q hand when she needs it.
For the privilege of ringing the
bell which announces to the sum-
mer citizenry that the game is
ready to begin, every youngSter
who knows Jane clamorS to sweep
out the "parlor" each day. One
night when the lights went out
for two hours, James Bingo place
did more than rushing business.
While other places remained dark
and patiently waited for lights,
Jane collected lamps and candles.
Business went on faster than
usual.
1t should be added, in fairness
to other conceSSionaires on the
boardwalk, that there are fewer
than half a dozen amusement
places on the beach!
Sue Slater and Marjorie Gar
land frequently lend a hand in
running the Slater Bingo.
Attention, Yale and Harvard
men.
They were right from Kansas,
Che two bright-eyed girls at Beth
any. They were thrilled over Can
didate Landon and all a-gog over
their first trip East.
Bethany Beach was a little tame
until the National GuardSmen, en-
camped nearby. staged dance.
1T was a grand dance and
those National Guards are nice
fellows" cOnfided the brunette
one over the breakfast coffee
next morning. Five of them
were Yale graduates. By the
way, where is Yale?"
She was told at New Haven.
"And that other college you
hear about in the East? Har-
ward, isn't it? Where is Har-
.vard?"
I told this to Socilitor General
Stanley Reed, who looked startled
and panied that anyone asked
the location of Yale. But he
shouted with laughter at the
Soke on Harvard.
That 76-year-old California
grandmother who made a 10-mile
swim on her birthday is not only
Mrs. Anna Van Skike but Mrs.
Anna Evans Van Skike, first
cousin of Joshua Evans. jr., vice
president of the Hamilton Bank.
When Mrs. Van Skike left her
home in Nebraska and went to
the West Coast because of i'll
health, she was advised to learn
to swim. Swimming, the doctors
said, would expand her chest
muscles. She could thus more
easily overcome her tendency to
colds.
Mrs. Van Skike took her first
swimming lesson when she was
so. Joshua Evans, Sd, Philip and
Mariana Evans, good swimmers
themselves. are terribly proud of
their champion Cousin Anna.
They are haunting the movies,
hoping to see her come in on the
screen from her famous birthday
swim. She appears in a copy of
the funny long7skirted high
necked bathing suit she wore
when she took her first swim
ming lesson.
incidentally, Mrs. Van Skike
tells her washington relatives that
she thinks the secret of her sue
cess as a swimmer is that she
breathes in water as naturally as
she does on land.
Youthful aquatic note
Nancy Letter and Charles Car
roll Glover have been winning all
sorts of cups in the sailing races
at New Bedford. Nancy and Car.
roll sail individual boats without
assistance.
The blonde Angelica Lloyd is
often a spectator at the races but
she does not go in for life on the
bounding main as enthusiastically
as these two amphibians.
The luncheons at the National
Press Club, originated by Presi-
dent George Stimson, introduce
each week some figure in the ma
tional limelight and are so popular
that late comers can not find
seats.
Some of the feminine members
of the press are indignant about
the rule which admits, or shall I
say invites, no women.
With such speakers on view as
John L. Lewis, William Green,
Morris Cooke, Earl Browder and
the Rev. Gerald L. K. Smith,
women writer's say they are being