The Waterbury Democrat., 1945-11-27
CHAPTER XXIX

l1S. EAaN1Sok1 EcdSucu LIle dilIe- O room to the Gold Ballroom of the Grand Hosannah Hotel at l 12:32, and was photographed with the officers of the Riverdale La- dies Sociological Study Club; he lunched with the club till 2; then, to that sea of upturned minks and Tecla pearls, he talked for 25 min- utes about Politics Needs Your 1 Help" He told them just what changes in the daily life of Paris had been made by the German occupation, and if he did not tell them that he had never been in { Paris, neither did he say that he had.
 He met Winifred Homeward in ! the Baboon Bar of the Hosannah, { and they had quick one and went together to a committee meeting of the new Call to Arms League.
 He rode the subway down to Pine Street, called on Walter Gil- roy, looked fearful, and got a check for $400.
 He went back to the DDD office signed his mail, and endured a little quiet torture with callers who were blessed with wealth but cursed with ideas.
 At 6, he was in a studio of the Brontosaurus Broadcasting Com pany, introducing Senator Bulti- tude on the radio.
 In swap for the Doctors spirited Introduction, the Senator men, tioned the DDD-favorably
 At 6:20, the Doctor had another quick one, with the Senator, and at $40 still another, with Peony, at home.
 Peony put on a new frock while he became beautiful in tails and white tie. They dined at a cafe teria, and Peony, in a crimson velvet evening cape and red roses in her hair, carried a tray with scrambled eggs, coffee, a chocolate eclair, mocha layer cake and caramel ice cream.
 At 8:15 they entered the Artists Dressing Room of Village Green Hall, and embraced their friend, George Riot, president of Bonnibel College for Women. At SPA, pr. Planish and President Riot began, before another set of furs and pearls and boiled eggs, a debate on Preserved: In Case of War, Women Should Bear Arms
 Dr. Planish took the affirmative, and many of the furs present be- lieved that he was i'll earnest.
 He spoke movingly of his wife and his learned daughter. Were those women, whose intelligence and energy alone had enabled him to do his modest work in Educa- tion for Democracy were they mere toys to fondle in his idle hours, mere bric-a- -brac to be laid aside if war should ever come? Were they? Never! He hoped and believed that it would never be necessary for them to be fighters, not so long as he himself could strike blow But should the oc- casion eyer arise, he would be the first to applaud their putting on khaki and shouluering gun.
 President Riot said, at length, that pr. Planish was a deep thinker, but all of on today's deep thought.
 AT 9:29, President Riot and the A Planishes had a quick one at the Fanfare Folly Bar, and at 9:41 they sat down at the speakers table at the dinner, in the Belle Poule Restaurant, of the Move ment to Restore Christianity and /, Regular Church Attendance in Manhattan, just as Winifred Mar duo Homeward arose and began defying the microphone.
 Religion, said Winifred, would be restored only when True De- mocracy was instituted. Her father and she wished that there was some way of making every woman, man and child realize what De- mocracy was; that it opposed all pressure groups and held that the rights of man and woman rich and poor, were equal; that all hon. est labor, whether of the editor or the furnace man, the poet or banker or harvest hand, was equally noble.
 She didn't exactly say it, but she implied that if the poets bank
 
 listen constantly to her and to her father, then civilization would smash.
 After the Movement dinner. the Planishes had the privilege of be- ing taken, with the Marducs and the Tomewards, to the fiat of Governor Blizzard.
 The Doctor rode with Winifred. She pointed to her chauffeur's back, and whispered she thought she was whispering - But look at my driver-the stupidest, stolidest man living. How can you persuade people like him to listen to the Voice of Democracy? He never thinks of anything but driving. I'm sure he's never even looked at me He doesn't know whether I'm dull or clever. I don't believe he even knows whether I'm beautiful!"
 In the other car, Peony patted the hands of Tom Blizzard, Char ley Marduc and Hal Homeward, in turn, and told them that they looked tired but handsome after their gigantic labors, told them that she was so proud of Knowing them.
 All three of them smiled like appeased tom cats.
 The Governors bachelor living room was 40 feet long, with bar at each end and fireplace on each side.
 Dr. Planish interested them all by saying that either the Colonel or the Governor would be much better President than MT. Roose- welt. Winifred told them. but she had heard 1t confidentially and they must not repeat 1t, that a corre- spondent who had had cocktail with a French diplomat, who had had cup of tisane with Marshal Petain, had said that France would rise up against Germany before tza and If ToN f0AC