The Washington times., 1936-07-18
Cocoonut Grove Master
Uses Knock Knock to
Introduce Acts

, Comes the Shoreham Terrace with
the claim that it is unique in q
half dozen ways. We are Just the
wee-est bit sorry that the Shore.
ham Terrace doesn't lay claim to
being "uniquer" than any other
place because we shall never for.
get the bawling out we received
in school for characterizing some.
thing as being "uniquer" than
something else.
Neither of the things involved
in that long-ago incident was the
Shoreham Terrace, but just the
same we should like to be able
to pass on some little part of the
bawling out we got.
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Glimpsed the other night at the
Shoreham was Joseph P. Tumulty,
who is remembered by a lot of
people as secretary to the late
woodrow Wilson, who in turn is
remembered by Just as many as
the last Democratic President. We
like to recall Joe Tumulty as the
fiery defense attorney employed
by Mrs. w. Forbes Morgan to sue
cesSfully defend her Great Dane,
Hamlet"
And the latest returns in that
greatest number Of times
at the POwhatan Roof Gar.
den" contest, in which Patsy
Parker and Peggy Gibbons were
showing the way last week, to-
day shows Kitty Fuqua, Ruth
Dave, Jock Mclean and Henry
Gibbons rigl up there.
Right up there on the Pow.
hatan Roof and right up there
in the contest.
Carl Bryson, who nightly slith.
ers over a Six-foot jump in the
Maryland Club Gardens pool on
water skis, will continue his Jump
for a few days yet and will then
put on a fire dive.
He won't tell us much about it
yet, except that it's six times as
spectacular as water ski jumping
with about a tenth as many
chances of coming out of 1t alive,
Spare yourself the gruesome de.
tails, and join us some night soon
in a look at this awesome event.
It was Griffith Farms which
got us into the gourmet argu.
ments and it's still Griffith
Farms which leaves us wallowing
in the same throes. For instance,
we learned a couple Of weeks ago
that a gourmet was not some
thing to eat but a person who ap-
preciateS something to eat, and
now we learn that a girl can't be
a gourmet.
Not that a girl can't appreciate
something to eat. Lord, no! But
any girl approaching something
to eat must either be a gourmette
or be satisfied to be merely girl
who appreciates something to eat.
You'll find both types at Griffith
Farms.
Waxing, you might say, Stats
tical again over those red candles
at the River Bend, we find our
selves in possession of slew of
figures having to do with the rela-
tive lengths of Pickering flames
and the tensile strength of River
Bend candlewickS. All of which
we have decided in our wisdom
not to give you. Instead, We'll
tell you of George Stein and the
unequaled ZeSt with which he di-
reefs one of the SWEETEST orches-
traS hereabouts; we'll tell you of
Bob Gilliland, who greetS with
such a convincing hospitality, and
well, what do you want for three
cents?
Close on the heels of the publica-
ton Wednesday of the little tin
type hkeneSSes of Lu Zones and
Kitty Simons, hirelingS of the Am
basSador Hi-Hat cocktail lounge.
we were more than a little dressed
down by the latter Chats Kitty
who called out attention to the
fact that our picture man snapped
her with her mouth about to open.
We still don't understand it, be-
cause we cannot see any differ
ence in a mouth-anybody's
mouth-closed, and a mouth about
to open.
witt. l. -. .,-. G.J.: H.