The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-10-08

{ Cn, come on, let's play some MOre," he was coaxed.
 'sNo," was the stiff retort, "that's as far aS I want to go"
 More interesting than the Broad way side shows was the miniature museum on the mezzanine of the 1iegfeld Theater. It may still be there, for all we know. At any rate, the spectator caught a glimpse of the old programs from his famed FollieS, some beads from a stars costume, dancing slippers worn by Warilyn Miller, Dolores and others and letters from famous people to ziegfeld.
 His wife, Billie Burke, helped put this museum together. She even added 8 photo of his first wife Anna Held.
 They are telling the silly about the tough honnbre who went into 8 saloon in Wyoming with q noun tain lion on a leash, After the stranger drank some Whiskey he crushed the glass into dust and de- manded 8 bigger one.
 Suddenly a rattlesnake started to crawl out of the fellows vest Don't you come out of there until I send for you, you hear?"
 Where you from?" asked the bartender.
 Alaska, where they're too tough, i" was the reply. 'They ran me and two other swishes outta there last week"
 A reader forwards the late Ar thur Brisbane's thesis: How to Be Better Reporter" In it is this counsel: Learn to edit your copy. Strike out most of your adjectives, remembering the Frenchman's re- mark: The adjective is the enemy of the noun.' Strike out very aI- waysl" Very, very good.
 Quentin Reynolds says some American troops in England go to extremes to impress the girls. One lass urged Reynolds to give her a good report with one soldiers father. Tell him I'm a nice girl, please?" she asked. "He owns the biggest orange groves in America!"
 Tn what city?" asked Reynolds. "Utica," was the reply.
 Two movie actors, deadly rivals, were trying to out-fib each other on their fan mail. 'Last week." lied the first, T got 800 letters. How many did you get?"
 Cant say" was the Snooty snap- per, T count mine by the bale"
 It happened in one of the edi- torial departments the other day The editor had assigned a reporter to do series of racket exposes.
 I'm not yellow, boss" said the reporter; "but if I sign these pieces I'm sure to be put on the spot!"
 Well" comforted the editor, Eve can easily get around that. Put my name on them"
 Harry Hansen, the book critic mentioned in his department tha Ilka Chase and Gypsy Rose Let are hogging all the space in tn, literary pages because there ar' no male authors around who weal ballyhoo becomingly. Saroyan ant Sinclair Lewis, Hansen reported used to be Space-grabbers, bu they've deserted to the theater.
 Mebbe so. You hardly ever SCI Quentin Reynolds name or Archi' bald MacLeish's unless you happer to look in a newspaper.
 Sad is the life of a gal who ha!
 wed
 A guy with desires to write il
 his head;
 Readin' or workin' or standin' O
 sittin',
 The gal has to hear the stuff
 the guys written. She is the dog that first sample
 his stuff
 The life that she leads Is wha
 I call toughl
 -F. B. Mann's wife.
 Girls who were raised on co, liver oil have legs like this
 Girls who ride horses in tn park have legs like this ).
 But gals at night club bars wh keep saying: Heres Howl" hay legs like this (.