The Waterbury Democrat., 1945-10-25
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TRADITION
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 TRADITION
 Inc Summer moon has met Q quiet
 death,
 me Summer stars have faded
 Co the past,
 I1so flowers have drawn their final,
 perfumed breath,
 .GTk seems that lovely things are
 slow to last).
 But who can say that we were slow
 to take
 The magic from the lustrous,
 tropic nightsp
 We found too well that hearts will
 stay awake When August flaunts its old and
 breathless rites;
 But now Q coolness spanks the noisy
 rs town,
 The moon puts on wan and list-
 less air
 Manhattan sheds her silken, Sum-
 Mler gown
 And drops the giddy flowers from
 her hair;
 And this should cheer us as the
 nights drag by
 The seasons change-so why not
 DON VAIN.
 Faces About Town: Ex-Secy of the Treasury H. Morgenthau (with his son in uniform) at the storK. The FDR cabinet member lost his hat-check and asked the girl: Don't you trust meq" Hank Green berg the Detroit Tigers star, be- ina adored by pawtograph-seekers. Eddie Toy, Jr., continuing in orhe Red NH" with Q damaged ankle. which Mrs. Toy said was "as biz as his head after those wonder. f,,f notices" Joan Crawford entering zoo W. 54th for her daily session with 6 Christian Science v,ractitioner The clerk in the zand ana Main street United seegar ehop. who is Fred Stones double
 Russell Patterson, the illus trator, who launches something new In beauty contests (via maA oroer1 soon, He has spurned an offer ot 9S0.OOO for half-interest In It.
 aallles in Our Alley: Joe Frisco and Ken Roberts, the announcer (Who made his school debating teatr), were gabbing. Ken asked ,Joe why he had never made the dehating team .. "B-b-because, StiEtered Frisco, T w-w-was t-t-too talP; At the 66 Club in the Village the velvet knockers were slicing up Q newly welded pair, known for their temperamen4' aYIow long will that one last?" Louis prima asked "Apout Tour rounds" was the snapper.
 Midtown Vlgnette: In the Pennsy atatlonrnaster's office one wall IS atiil crowded with portraits of Ia nous folk, all autograpnea 70 tne late Bill Egan. Many of them are likenesses of Presidents and mon archs On desk is Q huge DOCK containing other photos autographed to the former stationmaster isAGay lookP" asked a tourist. I a0kay," said an attendant indii- ferentiy, 'There are about lSb m there-Vice- Presidents and snaali- fry like thatg
 aaenaoa oe Q Aaldnlghter: Martha Tave and her groom, NICK Con- doe stuck for hotel accoylmod ations, aTs dwelling with Spiyy, the 67tn Street Guinar Rose Heltner' one-time Vanities belle, becomes a Arlas alsortiv Jim Tilly, i'll too ionR and reported on the mend, IS afilng again Albert SasSoon, vouthfui British civilianaire indus ffiaiIst. is courting 20th's Rosemarie ward. He calls her BaronuesS. Monica Boyar, the Ruban Bleu:. Blrd, introduced new song tiE'eo That's Why . woman Loves Heel" She kiddingly deoicateo " t0 two famed movie stars. Next gay their attorneys warned her to cut tiaat out Radie Harris program is Attracting the top movie guest etars without fee The Archie Mayos are threeing Decca sold < million copies of Gertrude Mes. er,,s aWanna Get Married" and, ul. abie to get material for new ones, has put the master" up for sale Tor 2S ds. The orchid Garden: The Golden Cate { and their spirituals at the Zanzibar The way Beatrice Kay tcys with "If Were Q Million" aifev on Columbia records I Natalie Woods dramatic perform allce in the film, Tomorrow IS Forever" She's six years young Lnrna Byrons singing of "Legend of the Mil" in "The Red NH" at the Zlegfeid L. Pollack's "5tork Bites Man. published by World. Verv gay . s. Kaye'S disc: T Can't Begin to Tell You" East eide.West Side Show: At tlae March of Dimes offices Enrico Caruso, IT,, son of the worlds areatest opera tenor, called to dis" cllss his appearance at the big Dene.. fik show Nov. 17th Are you" asked the exec, "a singer like your 9ather?" 'T'm a singer. PeriodT Was the retort proper It hap. fened in the Bronx the other noon. TWO women, one leaning out of her second story window--the other on the sidewalk-were arguing Fin: aIly. the one upstairs screamed down: "You gotta nerve-who do