Evening star., 1937-04-12
Washington
Wayside
Tales
Random Observations
of Interesting Events
and Things.
GONE WITH THE WIND.

GONE With IHE WIND.
w yHEN we were very young We
I were taught that a news
" paper man never violates
confidence, but no one
said anything about one newspaper
mans violating another newspaper
mans confidence. There's honor
among thieves, but among us boys
no secret is sacred. This brings us
to the revelation of the sin of E. de
S. Melcher, former drama critic (Time
style) of The Star. In the newest
lnstallment of My Life in Holly
wood and How it Grew" which seems
to have been running serially in this
column, Eddie confesses that he has
succumbed to the popular Hollywood
practice of n-your- doesn't
sound-rlght -change-it. What has he
gone and done but dropped out the
middle part, and the DISTINGUISHED
family name of de Selding has gone
down the drain. His reason: Too
tough out here"
Then he has the nerve TO beg for
mercy and that his deed be hushed
up!
REVIVED.
THE people who make stickers for
automoblles--and who seem we'll
on the way to becoming Americas
wealthiest family as a result-have
jumped into the Supreme Court
squabble. Moreover, they've done it
IN way that gives new life to those
old Roosevelt stickers which have
| been looking pretty pointless since
last November.
One of our intelligence corps reports
having seen the new and old stickers
IN the following juxtaposition:
ROOSEVELT
HANDS OFF THE SUPREME
COURT.
Put that way, the old sticker seems
to take on quite a new favor.
SAMENESS.
Perhaps for convenience or per-
hdpS it Is BY coincidence, but at
any rate Judge Eugene Octcue
Sykes has the same phone num-
Der as house number-Cleueland
3202, 1902 Cleveland auenue.
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TRAFFIC.
ONE of those antique model rs"
which are fast becoming museum
pieces ratified down Massachusetts
avenue with the rush-hour traffic the
other morning, battered, muddy,
smoky and noisy. A tall and scowling
farmer sat hunched over the wheel
He choked his engine when he halted
for traffic light. The farmer alighted
with his crank and glsred at a taxi
driver eyelng him from a sleek cab
which had pulled alongside.
We'll, what have you got to say
about it?" demanded the farmer
Mister" grinned the hacker, Il
haven't said vord,''
But you're thinking plenty"
shouted the farmer as he bent over
the crank. Il saw you when you
thought it"
RIDICOLOUSt
Heard in the press room at the
Treasury.
Newspaper man: "HdDe von
release on something about simpti-
flying the income tar"
Press contact man, in shocked
tones: "Simplityinq the income
tar? You must be mistaken"
Sx
GAME.
YING close to the curb at the cor
- ner of California and Twenty
fourth streets beside an overturned
bicycle about l inch from the front
wheel of parked automobile, two
little girls presented horrifying scene
TO passing motorists and pedestrians
one recent afternoon. Traffic stopped
Passers-by were frozen in their tracks.
Here we're all the aspects of a tragic
accident.
Your Wayside scout happened by at
that moment, and sensing disaster
rushed to the aid of the child vic
tins" He was greeted with q burst
of laughter.
We're playing accident" said one
of the little girls, much to the relief
of the breathless crowd which had
begun to gather =. and we're waitin'
for the ambulance"
First aid was promptly rendered.
But the victims refused to give their
names and addresses.