The Washington times., 1937-01-22
THE VOICE OF
Broadway
By Louis SObOI-
Aspirin Stuff!
Aspirin Stuff!

4OuE 1IdSllS oOSWcll lids pSCI
neatly but firmly ostermoorec
since Thursday last, fighting OF
some low-grade germs which have
been staging one helluva time
civil war. The field of battle cur
rently shifts from the lower spina
regions to the leg terrains i'm
mediately above the knees but oc
casionally the combatantS spring
surprise maneuverS and for the
past "a hours, the loyal
lists have been staunchly repelling
an attack on the capital, which
the psychologists label the head" D."
It Is not unpleasant. And
there is surprising and soothing
warmth in the solicitude of the
non-combatants who include
people of your own immediate
household, your physician, your
Secretary-and especially those
energetic and ubiquitous young
ladies and gentlemen of the
Fifth EState-the press agents.
Your choleric chronicler has no
apologies to offer for spurning
the advice of his favorite Aescu-
lapian disciple weeks ago when
he was urged to let up trifle on
his daily and nightly grind and
to HE South where it is alleged
the sun shines brighter and longer
and with life-giving, germ-assaS-
sinating energy. With the forti-
tude and altruistic indifference to
personal comfort for which your
reporter has always been noted,
he diSdained the warnlng-oe-
cause he was having too swell a
time sticking in his own back yard
which extends from South Street
on the murky river to 57th Street
on blazing Broadway.
Not that I am the frailest of my
craft. Not at all. Mr.. Hellinger,
Mr.. Winchell, Mr.. Sullivan, Mr..
PegIer, Mr.. Corum, Mr.. Adams
all estimable craftsmen in our own
specialized field of letters-haVe
fought the Great War-but in
brave silence, save for an occa-
Sional and wistful reference or
yelled hint.
Not so Sobol.
Sobol, i'll, lets the world In at
the bedside. He keeps no secrets
from his palpitant, eager public.
The public has a right to know
and to rejoice. Let the bells ring
out in the night-Sobol feels like
hell!
Yet great good may come Of
1t. For as you lie prOpped up
against your pillows, the i'm
portance of your immediate
wOrld-BrOadway-seems such
a battered peanut of unimpOrt-
ance. Gypsy Rose Lees strip
magic Rudy Vallee's tickle
romance fancieS Howard
Dietz'S elopement with Tanis
MOntagu-a romance which you
were begged to suppress, al
though away back in March you
were in at the beginning of the
cOurtship which started at the
B-Bar-H raNch in Palm Springs
at the time you were all there {.
together Your resentment
that Howard should have sent
one of your contemporaries the
identical wire of thanks for
soft-pedalling" that he had sent
you in announcing his marriage
The rivalry between Joe
Moss Hollywood and Nicky
Blair's Paradise The rivalry
between Sherman Billingsley's
StOrk and John PerOna's Ef Mo
rocco The rivalry between
Jack and Charles Twenty-One-
and the Colony club Any
rivalry, in fact E. The boast of
one cOIumnist that he "discOv-
cred" TilIie TiSh and the boast
of another that he was first to
hint that Peter Putrid and
MOlIie Mush were secretly
merged What a miaSma Of
Sickening driVel!
The boys of the Fifth Estate
interrupt your deliciouSly pug
nacious reveries Say some
thing nice about Wanda Coll
(wife of your newspaper pal. Vince
sextonO She's opening at LIE
Mirage Wednesday +. . Say some