Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1939-04-06

Brightest star Of the night clut
season, and it's safe to say that
even before she sings her first song
Saturday night, is the one Helen
Hamilton has plucked from the en-
tertainment armament to headline
the new Russian Troika show. It's
safe to say brightest because we
have both seen her picture ana
heard many advance recommended
lions for which the word glowing
is mild. The lass name is Luba
Malina, called by many who should
know whereof they speak the most
exotic continental singing star Of
the day. She has headlined many
a stage show dncluding some at
Loew's Capitol, she starred for the
Shuberts in all their operetta re-
vivals including Countess Ma.
ritza," Rio Rita" and THE Fire,
f1y'D, and she has appeared at some
of the country's leading after dark
haunts, among them the Waldorf
Astoria, the Hollywood. the YER
sailles and the Roney Plaza. Sasha,
the Troika balaleika artist whose
name we never can remember, let
alone spelD, says of her shes got
lots of this and lots of that" The
other Troika Sasha Gukas) also
can be induced to speak rather well
of Miss Malina, he saying when
she sings and does a rumba she
drives the people crazy: they whoop
and holler and 60 mad!"
Difficult as the international
situation is, further complications
arose this week practically under
your nose. Complications of the
most narrowing sort they we're, too,
and just scant two blocks from the
White House at that. The Frances
Alis Dancers open the Lotus show
with an Hawaiian number, sleek
and graceful item, too, but that is
beside the point. The point is that
part of the number involves draping
leis about the necks of the ringsiders,
and when the lei department ran
low a rush call was sent to a New
York theatrical supply house. The
leis arrived all right - in boxes
proudly bearing labels Made in ia
PAN" The Lotus did not like it
very much.
- Tschaikowski is still our IA
vorite composer of popular ditties.
There isn't any sWeeter music than
Our Love-" as Sasha Lukas' violin
sings it up at the Russian Troika,
for instance. Or as Mary La Mari
chants it at the Madrillon, with the
Madrilads painting mellow back
ground.
Stage Whispers in the Night
.. Look at that girl. will va? Last
night she's out with numbers
writer and tonight it's a vaudeville
comic. That's going from the Shiny
to the ridiculous" :. Year, Tschai-
kowski's all right, but if he were
alive today he'd be an arranger for
Irving Berlin" Her voice ism t
improving; you're just getting used
to it" II dunno. She's gone
home to her mother and he's gone
home to his"
- Feminine hearts f1uttered
like mad at Hotel 24OO's Lounge
Riviera Monday night. For into the
room late swept Bob Montgomery, al
popped up after a session of Gilbert
and Sullivan, chatted with Garter
Barron of things cinematical, stayed
late to talk with Pete Macias Of
labor and its troubles, Strengthening
out all the mines in Pennsylvania
The girl with him, it should be
noted for the record and for those
who wondered, was Margaret Ellis
Our favorite story of the
week is the one told by a young
lass about town who decided the
only way she could get away from
it all and get some rest was tc
enter a sanitarium for the week end
In the pink of health Monday morn
she paid her bill and left. A couple
of days later she got bill for a
blood count, which never had beer
taken She called the sanitariun
and pointed out she'd just beer
there to sleep and nobody hac
counted her corpuscles. The SAM.
tarium apologized. Then came an.
other letter, this a report on the
blood test, by now apparently be-
coming a fixation with the santa.
rum. The girls anaemic, too, &C.
cording to the blood count she never
had.
The Shoreham Blue room
scene Gertrude Lawrence and
a handsome escort, ringsiding after
the late show italian Count
Antonotello Chiozza di Loano, chat
ting fluent French with Mrs. Vir-
ginia Burnett Representative
and Mrs. Heron Pearson feting
Representative and Mrs. Harry B
Coffee, Representative and Mrs
Harold D. Cooley, Representative
and Mrs. Charles F. Mclaughlin
and Representative and Mrs. John
j. Dempsey.
'"* All you lads and lassies who
fancy yourselves connoiseurs of