The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-01-20
In New York
By GEORGE ROSS

New York, Jan. 20.-They said that Playboy Tommy Manville was subdued and his spendthrift habits checked by common sense. But such a report, in view of Manville's lat est exploit, is tantamount to libel. A couple of months ago, Tommy'S blonde secretary (only blondes are eligible), Dolly Goering, went down to Kentucky to visit her mother. She went down in brand new car given her by the Boss. But no soon- CT did Dolly settle down at the ma ternal hearth than Tommy long-dis- tanced hurry call.
 He wanted his secretary back pronto, probably to take dictation of an important letter. He didn't want her to drive back. He want ed her to ride back, in a special train, including dining car and drawing rooms, which he had chartered for a miserly 5000.
 So Dolly, blonde and obedient secretary, greeted the man in the caboose and hopped on, leaving her mother and a handsome Pack ard behind. In the meantime, Tommy wired Mrs. Goering, ask ing her to keep the car as trin- ket of appreciation. When Dolly arrived home to take down that important letter in shorthand, an exact duplicate of the automobile was waiting for her in the garage. Or, perhaps, you don't care how Playboy Manville is spending his money.
 Bigger Barrymore Menage
 When the John Barrymores Get Mrs. Jacobs) went back to Holly wood, after cheerful visit to Man haitian, they were accompanied by Elaine Barrie's grandparents. They're to be house guests in Cali fornia. For Papa Rosenthal, who used to canvass from house to house with a special brand of coffee before he became related to the Royal Family, Barrymore has 8 particular affection. Ever since he wooed his Ariel, he and Papa RoSenthal have been playing pinochle together. They play for low stakes and drink beer and that is probably how they passed the time on the way out west. When he draws poor hand, Papa Rosenthal curses mildly in Yiddish.
 Turtle COnnOisseurS
 Add to the unusual fraternities about town, the Old Hoboken Turtle club, organized 142 years ago with metropolitan headquarters at the old Terminal hotel. Its objective lies in what the clubs name implies: an epicurean devotion to the turtle. One hundred and fifty turtle de- voices are in the membership rolls and they convene twice annually for the strangest banquet in New York. For the turtle serves as a part of every course, besides the main one. And the proper wines chosen as faS- tidiously as gold nuggets by a com- mittee appointed for the purpose The Old Hoboken Turtle club usual- ly meets in the Terminals Rath- skeller where the inscription above the door reads: When you enter this cellar, you meet a good feller." Classic Error
 John S. Sumner, the implacable crusader of the Society for the Sup- precision of Vice, has been strange ly silent since his coup against bur- lesque 8 few months ago. But it must warm his prudent heart to know that the banner is being held aloft by several contemporaries. Not so long ago, midtown bookshop proprietor found himself hauled into court in connection with a postcard case. French postcards" whis- pered the purity agent and the judge leaned forward to screen the cards from the gaze of the innocent.
 He was surprised to find there were nothing more than reproduc- tionS of such famed classics as Rodin's 'The Kiss" and the Venus de Milo. Being well above the level of some jurists, he recognized the reproductions for what they were and dismissed the case. But-and this is the point of the tale-Max Lewis, who sells arts and antiques, heard about the arrest and wonder ed whether he was also liable to the inconvenience of court appearance. That is why pedestrians trudging by his store these nights are amused to find all his statues adorned with girdles of brown wrapping paper.