Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1953-04-12

NEW CABINET MEMBER-Wl
congratulated by her husband
yesterday as the first Secretar,
other" To the tune of Butter
cup" from Pinafore, he sang:
We've got to keep butter up
Poor little butter up
Since those elections are nigh.
So buy all the butter up
Price-Support butter up
Or kiss the farm Uote goodbye.
Representative Reed, of New
York, chairman of the Ways and
Means Committee, appeared in
the role of a lumberJ cs W; l
a tax ak on his shoulder. He
said his policy was "untaX, I'M
tax, untax; unspend, unspend.
unspend. unspend; elect, elect,
elect" To the tune of Solomon
Levi" he explained further:
My name is Medt-Ar Daniel
Reed, / tried to keep our
1Uord
I meant to cut your tareS do1On,
but Ike gaze me the bird.
Miss Hawaii and an Alaskan
Eskimo were next on the scene.
The latter told about the pros
poets for Statehood for these
two territories as the Republic
cans danced a hula while he
sang to the tune of Sweet Lei
lani," as follows:
Sweet Ha1Uaii, G. o. P. fower,
Leaders smile on statehood Just
for you,
They say you'll give them extra
poiDer,
While I haze Uotes so fen.
An imperSonated Secretary Of
Labor Durkin sailed forth with
the reminder: THE boss never
knows he'll need a man like me
around" He sang, to the tune of
TITS So Nice to Have a Man
Around the House:
can stop the leaks that happen
constantly,
MeSSrS. TAFT and Hartley are my
dish of tea:
Though I smiled so sweet at
Adlni
Ike mont say I'm dom badly,
With the Go I'm playin' cat
and mouse,
It's so nice to haze a plumber
round the house.
The Republican skit ended
with Secretary Wilson and House
Speaker Martin, who appeared
as a battered animal trainer,
celebrating the treaty Of Morn
ingside Heights" To the tune
of the winter Song" they sang
as follows:
Ho, a song By the fire
Ike and Bob do the Job
Ho, a song by the fire
I like Ike.
/ like Bob.
In the skit about the locker
room at Burning Tree, a group of
lobbyists and would-be golfers
were Boosting about how close
they were to their source" The
source" shuffled into the locker
room and was revealed as Gene
terry Poteet, the Presidents
caddy.
Cemetery, barraged with ques-
tions, told them what HE was
thinking about. Asked about
taxes, the caddy reported: HE
say he gonna glib the tidelands
to Texas" Oueried about anti
trust suits, he disclosed: "Why
dey amt an ounce of anti in dat
man. He trusts everybody"
Lesson on Being a Dub.
Cemetery broke up the session
to give a golfer, identified as
Representative Arends, Republic
can whip of the House, a lesson
on how to be a dub and the
audience this parting bit of ad-
vice: so would you all practice
to be dubs iffen you was goin'
to play golf tomorrow with
HIM"
The Democratic skit was set in
the bar of a luxury liner. The
Loyal Opposition, with the happy
tourists agreeing that they could
go on cruising for two years and
perhaps forever. Four Democra-
tic postmasters wandered in and
sang. to the tune of "Copen-
hagen" as follows:
It's wonderful, wonderful civil
SerDice
Merit is all that's required
Once the job is mine
/ 1OiU ne'er resign.
Dear old ciuu SerUice
Wonderful, wonderful
just cannot be fred.
Capt. Harry set his party's
theme as he remarked: II even
like old Ike. He's just a prisoner
of jokes about General Motors"
Warning his passengers and
crew they had better not forget
him. he sang, to the tune of
"You Are My Lucky Star"
I'm all your lucky charms
In cities and on farms
I opened White House portals in
this totUn to pour poor
mortdlS,
TruntGn'S your lucky star!
Senator Wayne Morse was
next hauled before the Captain
but the Democrats decided to let
him stay aboard when he re-
minded them: I'm on your side
at last" An impersonated Steve
| Mitchell. Democratic chairman,