Evening star., 1938-03-24
y EMEMBER the chorus girl who

~ EMEMBER the chorus girl who
- wanted to 60 to Mount Vernon
on account Of never had she
a seen the Capitol? Well. she
has friend, or at least a kindred
soul. in town, one of the dancing dolls
at the Lotus. Seems a discussion Of
sightseeing arose the other afternoon.
Where can We go?" asked the tiny
titan of the time-step. We'll" replied
the fellow who had brought it all on
himself in the first place. you ought
to see the Capitol. the White House
and the Lincoln Memorial and Arling-
ton and :" YAH" screamed the
lass. leaping from her chair. That's
it. Arlington. When does the first race
start?"
Furthermore you should know
that when you saw Toby Wing the
other night at the Russian Troika or
the Heigh-Ho, she was not just relax
ing from her duties in you Never
Know" the Nationals musical Oh,
no. That glow surrounding Toby was
love abloom and the young lady was,
instead OF just playing. being sat up
with while awaiting the arrival at some
horrible hour just before the dawn of
Dick Merrill, pushing one of Eddie
Rickenbacker,s sleeper planes up from
Miami. So while she waited there was
much Of the towns night life to occupy
her. There was that midnight show
at the Troika. Lolik and Orlik dances,
those dagger flickings of George Kir-
soft, Durwood Bowersox's violin, that
splendid skit wherein Mischa Markon
and Emil Vladimoff depict a pair of
wounded soldiers returning from the
Napoleanic wars At which. how
ever, Miss Wing couldn't bring herself
to look. wounded soldiers making her
feel morbid when she didn't want to
feel morbid because "Dickie-Bird" was
flying to town. And if the fellow whose
trans Atlantic cargoes have varied
from ping-pong balls and a singer to
news pictures wants to challenge us to
duel of syphon bottles on the Heigh-
Ho balcony for that, he'll have to do
it. But, so help us, that's what Toby
called Mr.. Merrill She called him
that later on at the Heigh-Ho where
there was matter of chicken sand
wich for sustenace; where also, there
was matter of Bill eastern Air)
Briggs attempting to no avail to con-
vince Miss Wing that Dick was the
Slowest flyer on the line and probably
wouldn't be in for three or four days
WHAT Miss Wing called MIR. Merrill
at the airport later (much later we
do not know, for she finally managed
to get away from photographer and
other hecklers and get the guy alone.
All we know is love is abloom and it
is nice what with spring being here
and all.
e'' And spring certainly is here. for
there is skating in Eleventh street.
You can believe it or don't, but Just
now, at $50 pm. there were two long
gals in trousers larruping all over the
middle of Eleventh street on their
skates. One Of them fell down, too,
at the northeast corner OF Eleventh
and E, if that's pertinent informa-
ton.
The Players and Places :. At
the Wardman Park; Quentin Paredes,
resident commissioner of the Philip
pines, dancing to the Paul Kain music:
Martha Ristine and flock of
gardenias at ringside table; Writer
Nan Furness. and again that lass who
looks so much like Claudette Colbert
you almost reach fol" the fire ex-
tinguisher :. At the Heigh-Ho; Ann
ChildS with Count Cassini: Mrs Will
liam Mann with Ditlef Knudsen Of
the Norwegian Legation; Ricardo Siri
of the Argentine Embassy, with Rebeca
Trucco, Margo Garrett and Mariana
Zuperbuhler: Mrs. Ruth Deveraux
and 1t. George Moffett At the