The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-02-03

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 the Her lost at sea, we had such a gale, and I could not keep out of my mind the gallent men who lost that heroic fight in mid-ocean The workers who are tear- ing down the el wear those pe- culiar brown helmets, like the headwear of the sandhogs. I hear the hats cost four dollars apiece, and will save a mans head from a heavy bolt or frag- ment dropped from the top of the cl to the street z. but I wouldn't care to model such hats in ac- tion The Philadelphia sub- way has many features that New York could copy with benefit. Clocks in the cars, and indicators showing what station comes next, for instance Jacob Wilk, the moving picture executive, wears always a studious look, lighted, on occasion, by a pleasant smile. They say he gets what he wants for Warner Brothers Don Moore, of Cosmopolitan Maga- zine, has a pretty young wife who has the knack of wearing clothes that are just enough dif- ferent from other women's clothes to make her distinctive without fiashiness but, well, you ought to see her and how she wears a bit of a fiat red hat with gusto I can tell ministers how to double the number of church. goers, and maybe I'd better do 1t while think of 1t. Ventilate the churches in winter and air. condition them in summer.
 Not long ago I flew over to Bermuda on the American Ber- muda Clipper and returned on the British Cavalier. The captain and crew of the British boat were the same men who handled the ship when she made her fa- tal landing on the water on Jan- uary 2i. An intelligent, courteous, well-disciplined crew. l especially liked Steward Spence. He had a quiet way of getting the passen- gers to do what he wished them to do without issuing any orders.
 There was an observation deck, where passengers could stand and look down at the scenery through long window. Here, five or six of us were usually enjoying the panorama of water and clouds. I never tire of watching the ocean. It is at It's best from an airplane, e thousand feet up.
 When we approached Q storm, Steward Spence never ordered us to take our seats. He approached the observation deck and sug- geSted calmly, Bit of Q blow ahead, and 1t may be bunny. If you hold fast to the rail you'll be safe as houses" So we held to the heavy rail in front of us and allowed our knees to bend with the rocking of the ship in the bumps.
 Reverend Edward Flanagan, famous head of Boys Town, Nee braska was ct the Waldorf Astoria recently with one of my oldest friends, L. B. Bozell, Omaha advertising agency man. went over and ate e couple of their sandwiches, We spent most of an afternoon, talking about boys, movies, Omaha and old times. At the end of the visit, l promised to fly out to Boys Town and speak to the boys at commencement exercises in June. To tell the truth, I'd rather do that than deliver the commence ment address at Harvard. It's rare privilege to be able to say something that might concelvably help even one of those boys into career of usefulness.
 Tho famous Father Flanagan is e handsome man, appearing no more than 35. though I'm sure he must be older. He has c quiet, well-modulated voice and man- ner that bespeaks calm spirit,
 Bozell, in friendly banter, de- nouncod the priest as the most impractical person in the world, because he Is promising to take many more boys into the home In the spring, and doesn't know where the money is coming from to support the venture as it now stands. Father Flanagan looked out tho window, c bit dreamily, I though, as he said with assur- ance. "Oh. the money will come all right; itll comel I'm not wor- ried."
 If Robert Moses, who has built bridges, tunnels and parkways that have transformed New York, has his way, work will soon begin on 6 bridge from the Battery to Brooklyn. Tho structure will Do mVutlCQ uibtE tilV btuutiui bNBV that connects San Francisco with Oakland. It will be c striking fig- ure in the scene ct tho tip of Manhattan Island. If this man Moses lives and the money holds out, our little town will stlrpass the most fantastic dreams of the planners of "The City of T'omor- row"
 Cecil Holm. who made S300,. 900 out of his play, Three Men on c Horse" is rocuperating in e sanitarium for pulmonary diseas- cs. Bad cold, slow recovery, col~ lapsed lung. But he's in high spir. It's now, and expects to have an- other hit on the boards next season.
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