Evening star., 1939-12-14


to know a waiter here and there
at your favorite rendezvous and
when you know him, to tip or not to
tip becomes a moot question. It's
a major portion of his livelihood
you know, but then to leave q
gratuity for a friend is to offend
So notice when your waiter brings
your change; If it's on a tray all is
a business transaction and he ex-
poets a tip, but If it isn't he's your
friend.
And you'd never think, tc
look at him, would you, that he had
ever bothered his pretty little head
about a question of etiquette.
Never has a motion picture
been GREETED with such gayety a.
Garbo's new "Ninotchka," screened
for the press Tuesday afternoon
at Helen Hamilton's Russian Troika
Whether it was the infectious quail.
ity of CARLOS first laugh or the Joy
of seeing sly fun poked at Com
munist Russia, the White Russians
of Troika tossed bangup, rollick.
ing Cossack revel for the movie anG
newspaper folk present. The chef
outdid himself and when the Troiks
chef outdoes himself it is an event
And the show-those dances by
Lola and Vanya. that haunting
violin interlude by Sasha (Sabo.
tage in the String Section") Lukas
Nick Hopes accordion and all thu
other things-had Carter Barron
Gene Ford, ct al. practically agog
One fellow was so agog, in fact
that he went around addressing
Headwaiter Mischa, one-time majol
in the Cars army, by the Com
munist "Comrade." Mischa, know.
ing how to meet any situation, JUS
didn't hear it.
1t used to be that just sitting
and looking at some Of the othel
people in a night club was enough
to send you looking for a psyche
pathic ward. Here lately the show
are joining the attack, helping Il
make life appear more confusing
than it is. Out at the Shorehan
blue room, for instance, is that pony
Baby Doll, which answers all sort
of questions in manner you hardl,
expect of q horse. At the Bambot
Gardens, until yesterday was Dolly
Reckless Cmaybe she's still there)
young lady who did some dances
ate a stack of razor blades, so hell
us, and then produced them al
tied to string. And now in theil
second week at the Lotus are th'
Maginis who are magnificent, that!
what. You never quite believe wha'
you see when watching the Magini!
and when he makes that alarm
clock and its ring disappear righ
before your eyes you're almost sur,
you have gone bats.
- Also we have trouble believ'
ing some Of the things which hap
pen to Carr Van Sickler Of tn
Madrillon music. Bringing a Sigh
bruise under one eye to tn
Madrillon with him the othe
night, Carr maintained the near
sinner was landed by his Irisl
setter, when the dog leaped Joy
fully at him. Another night he wa
bemoaning the fact that he'd spen
much of the day in a duck blins
and returned with nary a duck
Almost got one, he said. Winged
it, then when he rowed out to ge
it the duck dove under water
grabbed some weeds and quietl,
drowned, committing suicide rathe
than be broiled. Carr says duck
do it often, but we warn any ma
turalists we won't believe it ever
when it is proved.
- Eddy Brandt, who has brough
some mighty smart and danceAbl'
music to the Wardman Park Metro
nome Room, the music of th'
Rhythm Boys Orchestra, startet
Washington life properly-at tn
Hot Shoppe after curfew time. Hi
singer, pretty, blond Phyllis Usher
was there, too, and so was Bill Nc
Cune, Carlton Shar-Zad band
master, gabbing of days Of yore will
Eddy. And of at another table wa
Helen Forrest, in town for a few
days with Husband AL Spiel, befor'
going to work for Benny Goodman
Which gave the Hot Shoppe prac
tically quorum of ex-Artie Shaw
vocalists. Miss Usher, the Metro
nome Rooms brightest new decora'
ton, admitting she is the formel
Artie Shaw singer who sneered "Yo,
are never going to amount to a hoo
in this business, Mr.. Shaw" ane
went to seek better job.
- When Adele Van, songstres.
with Pete Macias' crew of adep
music-makers at the handsome
Lounge Riviera, sings that BILLY
ditty it almost makes you want Il
CIldlIkC yOul lldI1lC. O1llCoc ~ . Dill.
to begin with New tune writer
by Evalyn Tyner Minnick, tn,
towns most gifted pianist, and vel
stick to our story. was aired for thu
first time last night by Bill (Shar.
Zad) McCune. Bill thinks my
World Is You" is very nice >. That
Pail Mall Room music is fine listen.
ing at luncheon when Bert Bernatt
and the lads mix in some light semi.
classics Days of the rough
house grow fewer. January l, you
Know, comes new decorum in the
same unique decor at the Pirates
Den, barbaree in the floor show
giving way to a visiting star policy
And no more brig for lassies who
talk back Charles Butterworth
Judy Starr and Eddie Kane, of the
Earle's stage show, had the Avenue
Child's all to themselves the other
2 am, until another trio Of stay
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