Evening star., 1937-08-20

Gladys Wood Daniel Miss Mullowny,
whose mother is with her out here,
simpls must get back to Washington
twice year or she begins to feel as
homeSick as the Romans who used to
divide Gaul for Caesar. These are
not her words, but that's her idea.
The other girl cannot call WASH
could. And did. Her name is Holly
Howard and she is the daughter of
Col. Clinton W., Howard, Air Corps
who formerly was stationed in Wash
ington. The HoWards now are down at
Langley Field, Va, SO Miss Howard
guesses that's home these days
They both think Balanchine is
marvellous. So do We as we watch
him work. So does every one else
out here.
However, unless your name is Harry
Macarthur, you can't sit around all
afternoon watching a bunch of chorus
girls, SO We ventured out on the lot
again In spite Of the danger of meeting
John Ford. Ford was munching a cud
quietly in a corner, however, so we got
out of the studio alive.
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4 DAY in the custody OF United
Artists, Goldwyn, Walter Wanger
does not end with departure from the
studio, however. Later in the evening,
still as their guest, you have to 20
supporting (suppering, We said) all
over town
Supper starts in the company Of
Paul Schwegler and Edna Torrance,
who probably will be Fred Astaire's
new dancing lady, at the Wiltshire
Bowl. Calling for Miss Torrance, with
Paul, is disconcerting experience.
She lives in an apartment house. Her
apartment Is number 402, but instead
of being on the fourth floor, it is on
the second!
"Why?" visiting fireman must
know
That's just Hollywood" Schwegler
explains gently.
There is a typical Hollywood show
going on at the Wiltshire Bowl. The
place fairly swarms with celebrities
pursued across beefsteaks Qike Liza)
by the usual assortment Of celebrity
"hasers. Paula Stone is there. Jimmy
Stewart, Mischa Auer. Judy Garland,
Gertrude Niesen, Craig Reynolds,
Wayne Morris tWarner's new White
Hope, Dixie Dunbar, June Lang,
Carol Hughes and Jean Rogers.
Every one took a bow at the
request Of the master of ceremonies
Accompanying each bow was an ava
lanche Of applause the like of which
has not rebounded off heaven since
Caesars legions came home. Auer
told two stories and the fact that Joe
Miller told them before him many
years ago made the applause no less
terrific. You should have been there!
The second supper, apparently they
skip dinner out here, takes place
| Chats the phrase for it, at the
! Cocoanut Grove. There, Hollywood's S
sWanklest night club. the thing is done
with more ritualistic reserve. The
staring at people like Lupe Velez.
Herbert Marshall and several dozen
others is less intense, more covert.
Betsy CasWells readers could not
do it more adroitly)
Hal Kemp is playing, announcing
his number with a nice Washington
ana Lee accent and pleasing every
one AS an old friend of Eddie
Peabody, the banjoist. Kemp induces
the former to come over and plav the
strings off a borrowed instrument
Peabody is sensation, but who isn't
out here?
After you have talked to Kemp. who
is an old friend of Miss Torrance's
Cshe has been floor show with his
orchestra at lots of places between here
and MiamD it begins to feel late
enough to be next week. Human
endurance has come to a precipice,
quietly tails over, and you get the
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