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CORAL GABLES Riviera - Times
CORAL GABLES Riviera-Times Published Monday through Friday afternoons by the Riviera Publishing Co., 300 Avenue Aragon, Coral Gables, 34, Fla. Established as a weekly newspaper January, 1926; combined with The Dade County & Suburban Mirror, March, 1939; published daily except Saturday and Sunday. MEMBER, NATIONAL EDITORIAL ASSOCIATION FLORIDA PRESS ASSOCIATION AND CORAL GABLES CHAMBER OF COMMERCE ALBERT E. HARUM Editor and Publisher JOHN E. KENNY Managing Editor HELEN REYNOLDS Society Editor ALBERT REYNOLDS Business Manager WALTER T. KRAM Circulation Manager DON CUDDY Sports Editor JULIA D. HARUM Women's Page Editor CAMILLE A. PRZYGOCKI Classified Manager THEIS & SIMPSON, National Advertising Representatives New York Chicago Atlanta Detroit MEMBER, AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATIONS Full Leased Wire, UNITED PRESS ASSOCIATIONS SUBSCRIPTION RATES One week ......... $0.25 | One month ........ 1.00 | Three months ...... 3.00 | Six months ........ 6.00 | One year ......... 12.00 | Out of Town: One month ........ $ 1.00 | Three months ...... 3.00 | Six months ........ 6.00 | One year ......... 12.00 Outside of the U.S.: One year, $15.00 Mailing Address: P. O. Box 6973 Coral Gables, 34, Fla. Telephone: 4-1628 - Classified Department: 49-2641 The Coral Gables Riviera-Times is liable for errors in advertising only to the extent of the space in which the advertisement appears.
All in a Day
By GEORGE McNEILL RAY Scientists can hardly wait until the final day comes for the work on that 200-inch Mount Palomar telescope to come to a close. When the boys all get together and have peeps through this world's largest instrument, they hope to see what's out yonder in space. Space, I guess! Anyway, they tell us that light races along at a mere 186,000 mile clip per second. Now brother, that's breaking the speed limit on anybody's vehicle. Yes sir, we're travelling so fast now can only see into space about a half billion "light-years." Scientists have figured that a "light-year" is the distance light travels in a year's time, over night stops and holidays included. At 186,000 miles a second light gets 'way out there, really too far to write anybody. But after all, who knows anybody out there to write to? We never been too good at arithmetic, so my report cards say; but if you would like to work this problem, I'll be more than happy to give you a sound shove! First, get every available piece of paper (don't aggravate the wife by using the blank walls). Now, first, take 186,000 and multiply it by 60. Then by 60. Then by 7 and finally, if you're still with me, multiply by 52. By this time you're ravingly delirious with your findings. Now, to come near to be accurate let's reverse our field. Take 186,000 and multiply it by 52. Then by 7. Then by 24 and finally by 60. The first answer should tally with the second. If it doesn't can you blame me? I'm only writing this stuff. Now where are we? I don't know where you are, but I'm at home where I ought to be. See what the Scientists have done to us! Here I am at home, and nobody knows where you are! Looking out into space a billion or more "light years" is fun, no doubt, but are you with me in looking around here at home seeing the possibilities all around us?
HOLLYWOOD FILM SHOP
By PATRICIA CLARY United Press Staff Correspondent HOLLYWOOD (UP) — Henry Morgan, celebrating his 33rd wedding anniversary, suggests the secret of a third of a century of wedded bliss. "Don't ask questions," the movie and radio comedian fluttered. "You may get an answer." Morgan says the rule applies to married or unmarried men. There was the time, he recalled, when he was working as a brush salesman, before he became an actor. "My first customer was a gorgeous blonde," Morgan tittered. "Turning on the natural Morgan charm, I made rapid progress. She bought seven toothbrushes." "Foolishly I asked a question. 'Why seven?' She said they were for herself, her husband and five children." Morgan said the answer shattered what might have been a lasting friendship. Rule for Wives The second rule for the Morgan marriage is for ladies: never keep your husband waiting. "Once he starts looking at the clock he's losing interest," Morgan declared. "It's only a short step until he starts looking at something else." Morgan said his latest movie, Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer's "Green Dolphin Street," proves that it doesn't pay to keep a lady waiting either. "I woo actress Gladys Cooper," he explained. "Naturally, she reciprocates, but I have to leave for seven years. "On my return I find her married with two grown daughters (Donna Reed and Lana Turner). Things like that can break an engagement." Morgan, who recently won the Honolulu yacht races, advises husbands to let the mate take the wheel occasionally. "It's comparatively safe—at sea," he said. Against Primping But he was firm on the question of roadside repairs. "Never, never paint up in public," he told wives. "It's disillusioning. Above all, don't leap to meet your husband with cold cream smeared all over your face. He may have a weak heart." When a man is sick, the happy marriage expert said, he wants pampering. When he's blue, he needs cheering up. "But most wives do just the opposite," he sighed. The correct treatment of a sick husband is to draw the shades, ply him with pill and ice pack and leave him alone. "Alone," said Morgan, "he has a chance to think about what a wonderful wife he has."
OUR TOWN | Resolution
OUR TOWN Resolution By Al Harum Tonight I am going to carry a calendar around everywhere with me. When 1948 bows in I'm going to tear off the page containing 1947. I am going to throw it away—and with it whatever unpleasant thoughts I have about anyone or anything. The many wonderful things that happened in 1947 I will store in my memory for my old age. New Year's eve and the arrival of the New Year has always held a religious aura for me. It is like a soul-cleansing, a wiping-out of the past, a turning of a new leaf; an opportunity for revision of concepts, ideas and thoughts, a confessional and forgiveness of the sins of the past year. But, in addition, it is like looking through family heirlooms and photographs and clipping and enjoying them all over again. The new friends and the made are polished and weighed and appreciated. The memorable events are re-lived in retrospect with inconsequential frills and artificiality removed—and are thus more enjoyed than when they really happened. The year 1947 was a year of relieved tension after many years of the blood, sweat and tears of war. In our hurry to "catch up" with the inhibitions borne during the war we have built peacetime problems of great magnitude. Actually these problems constitute a domestic war the issues of which are almost as basic as those underlying World War II. Next year we must solve them. During 1947 we have donned the robes of stewardship for the weaker countries of the world. Next year we must protect them from the ideologies standing on their threshold. Resolutions to do this and do that next year fade before the major premise—that we must face the new year with plain unvarnished resolution. Resolution—not resolutions—will make 1948 as memorable a year as its immediate predecessor.
It Says Here
Well, tonight's the night to knock yourself out, toot horns and generally raise Cain so that you can face tomorrow's New Year with a thumping head, fuzzy teeth and a lot of resolutions ... Bill Kimbrough says he's not putting on any extra police for the festivities ... "We can handle 'em," he told us confidentially ... No extra police, but plenty of extra bartenders seems to be the theme around here ... Folks without Orange Bowl tickets never seem to give up hope until the last minute ... Jim Hoffman was still looking for a pair yesterday and found 'em ... R. C. Willey got some via Kansas ... Cliff Wilmoth got an usher's job to get to see the game ... Most of the people that really want to go seem to get there by hook or crook ... Cy Washburn must have finally gotten his tickets ... We haven't heard him griping about it lately ... The gals who are going to ride the Gables float in the parade tonight will go in style—in a police car ... Last year Lou Reeve drew the assignment and will probably get it again tonight ... Tough work, if you can get it. The reception over at the Surf Club yesterday was well sprinkled with Gableites ... Dr. Ashe invited so many people to sit at his table that they were sitting in shifts ... some sitting and some dancing and vice versa ... The forecast for attendant lost the keys to City Commissioner Frank Holley's car, which caused consternation for a moment, but they finally turned up ... The curried shrimp was so popular that they ran out of it before the chow line was nearly ended, but the drinks seemed to be plentiful enough. Erl Roman dropped into the city room yesterday. He's forsaken writing about fishing to write about the University of Miami ... Billy Duffy, the guy that put on the pool to give a show in ... He says he's tried to get the Pratt Hospital swimming hole but the officials turned thumbs down ... Now he's eyeing the Venetian Pool ... Leland Shepard quotes Victor Clarke as telling a new employe, "When I hired you two weeks ago, you told me how good you are. Now tell me again—I'm getting discouraged ... And a happy hangover to you, too!
UP AND DOWN BROADWAY
By JACK GAVER UP Staff Correspondent NEW YORK (UP)—Paul and Grace Hartman, the dance satirists, head a troupe of 14 that has brought "Angel in the Wings." There have been several better revues of this type, but right now there is nothing like it around and the able Hartmans make it seem more potent than perhaps it really is. The important thing is that it has brought some honest-to-goodness laughs to an extremely sober season. The Hartmans, known these many years for knocking the stuffiness out of ballroom dance in night clubs and in an occasional Broadway show, are permitted to do a minimum of dancing and a maximum of clowning. They are superb comedians and still would be even if they didn't dance a step. Serving as master of ceremonies in an easy, affable way is Hank Ladd of the radio and movies. He is refreshing, yet there was a little too much of him opening night. Nadine Gae and Peter Hamilton do the serious dancing. Johnny Barnes is a talented hoofer, vocalist Robert Elston sings little but is effective in sketches and Eileen Barton of the radio has a couple of so-so songs to peddle. Aside from the Hartmans, the big kick of the evening is provided by Elaine Stritch, who has had only a couple of small parts in Broadway past. She is a tallish blonde who can handle a sketch with the sophistication of an Eve Arden, do the best parody on Hildegarde after that of Mitzi Green, and can plug a song called "Civilization" in a Betty Hutton manner that is better than Hutton. "The Gentleman from Athens," by Emmett Lavery opened and closed within a week. That is the play over which Lavery and producer Martin Gosch sued Ginger Rogers' mother for $2,000,000 because she allegedly called it a Communist-line play in a radio broadcast. I saw nothing subversive in the story of a self-made, uncouth Californian who got into the House of Representatives and sought to make a name by introducing a bill for a United States of the World. It was just dull, full of cliches and had been murdered in direction of Sam Wanamaker. Anthony Quinn, villain of scores of movies, was refreshing at times as the congressman, but the director let him get out of hand on occasion. "Caribbean Carnival," described as the "first calypso musical," folded after a little more than a week. It was a hodge-podge presented by Adolph Thenstead and never had a chance. Off Broadway, the Blackfriars' Guild, which presents several semi-professional productions each year, started its season with "Trial by Fire," by George S. Dunne, S.J. It is a play about the Negro problem, based on a real California case, and came off better than some of the similar dramas that had been done on Broadway.
SHORT QUIRKS
Fine Time to Find It Out WABASH, Ind. (UP)—City officials have just discovered that they lost 70 bathing suits in the two months the city operated a swimming pool this summer. They discovered the loss when they began figuring operating expense and income. Revenooer Nicked ATLANTA, Ga. (UP)—Marion H. Allen, U. S. Internal Revenue collector, who has taken in many thousands of dollars in liquor taxes, forfeited $200 of his own earnings as bond for failure to appear in court on charges of drunkenness. J. P. Fell Down—Once CAMBRIDGE, Mass. (UP)—Harvard records reveal that the century-old Hasty Pudding Club show lost money in 1885—the year J. P. Morgan was business manager. Silly Thing to Do CHICAGO, (UP)—Victor Kerkio, Chester, Pa., sawed off a tree limb on which he was sitting and fell 20 feet, the National Safety Council reports. New York Gets Bigger NEW YORK (UP)—Population samplings conducted by the Regional Plan Association indicated the metropolitan area of New York City, extending also into New Jersey and Connecticut, now has a population of 13,580,000. It represented a gain of 1,072,000 since the 1940 census. Birthmarks Erasable BOSTON, (UP)—Birthmarks can be erased within a year if treated with X-rays and radium soon after a child is born, Dr. Bernard P. Widmann of Philadelphia disclosed during a meeting of the Radiological Society of America. Runs In Family COLEBROOK, N. H. (UP)—When James M. Lurvey observed his 100th birthday, he duplicated his grandfather's longevity record. Bees Mess Things Up CINCINNATI (UP)—Earl Armstrong, motorman, tried to evict a swarm of bees from his trolley. He smashed into an automobile and caused a three-way crash. Church Waives Rules PRAIRIE DU CHIEN, Wis. (UP)—A special dispensation from Pope Pius XII made it possible for the Rev. Cosmas Meyer to offer his first mass here. Father Meyer, a poliomyelitis victim, cannot raise his hands above his head. The Pope permitted him to say mass without raising his hands on high. Usher Too Generous MILWAUKEE (UP)—Peter U'bert, a church usher, was puzzled when the parishioners flocked back to the church, waving the collection envelopes he had just passed out. He discovered the envelopes all contained money contributed at previous collections. Their Record Parallel KENDALLVILLE, Ind. (UP)—Eighteen months ago Robert Reade and Donald Shippey, both of this city, entered the army together. They were sent to the same basic training camp and then were assigned to the same fighting battalion in Japan. They were discharged together in California. Not Native Sons CONCORD, N. H. (UP)—Neither New Hampshire's governor nor its two U. S. Senators are natives of this state. Gov. Charles M. Dale came here from Brown's Valley, Minn., while Sen. Styles Bridges was born in West Pembroke, Me., and Sen. Charles W. Tobey is a native of Boston.
NEW LOOK
—Riviera-Times photo by Blunner Mrs. S. D. Haysworth, member of the Country Club of Coral Gables Modeling Group, displays Kath-Cille's original custom-made cock-tail tailorur and matching pillbox. The sophisticated suit is fashioned of rustling black moire taffeta and features exaggerated wing collar and bustle-back.
Pen Women Tell Program For Meeting
Mrs. William W. McKibben, Mrs. D. A. McDougal, Miss Violet McDougal and Mrs. Wade Livingston Street, all Coral Gableites, will take part in the New Year's program of the National League of American Pen Women, which will take place at three o'clock Friday at the home of Mrs. F. M. Hudson, Grove Park. Mrs. H. W. Lambert and the hostess have planned a program featuring a Resolutions Forum, to be led by Mrs. and Miss McDougal, Mrs. McKibben, Mrs. Edwin J. Barker, and Mrs. Ruby Leach Carson. Mrs. Street, in appropriate Spanish costume, will sing three songs, "La Paloma," "Spanish Serenade," and "Estrellita." She will be accompanied by Irene Archer. As this will be the meeting honoring the Pen Women's patronesses, Mrs. Hudson has invited three members of this group to assist her. They are Mrs. William Snyder, Mrs. Lon Worth Crow and Mrs. Edwin N. Belcher. Others assisting include Mrs. Alan Connett, Mrs. William K. Lownsbrough and Mrs. David D. Koger. Two patronesses, Mrs. E. A. Waddell and Mrs. Roy Page will pour. A board meeting will precede the program at two o'clock.
Arrive For Bowl Game
Arriving from Lakeland today to be here for the New Year's football game are Mr. and Mrs. C. M. Martin, who will stay with Mrs. Martin's parents, Mr. and Mrs. James A. Hearn of 48 Alcantara Street. Already visiting the Hearns is their son, Col. C. M. Hearn from Washington, D. C. Guests will return to their homes this week-end.
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THE BRIDE'S COOK BOOK | Lobster a la Newburgh Is Main Attraction at Dinners Given by Mrs. J. N. French
THE BRIDE'S COOK BOOK Lobster a la Newburgh Is Main Attraction at Dinners Given by Mrs. J. N. French By Grace Stone Hall Because her husband praises her cooking and thinks everything is "just grand"—including the waffles she surprised him by serving for a recent holiday breakfast, Mrs. James N. French studies cook books and new and long-tested recipes with the greatest interest. When entertaining luncheon or dinner guests, the Frenches like to plan the menu around lobster a la Newburgh as the main attraction. But this does not mean that Mr. French has any part in the preparation of the lobster—he's just the admiring host and plays that part, I imagine, to perfection. Mrs. French assures me that fixing the lobster is no trouble at all if the recipe is followed exactly, for she is one young home-maker who believes in cooking exactly according to instructions. LOBSTER A LA NEWBURGH Cut three cups of cooked lobster in large pieces and heat slowly in three tablespoons of butter for five minutes. Add one and one-half cups of Sherry and simmer until wine is about absorbed. Beat one-half cup of cream into three beaten egg yolks, then add lobster and seasoning. Cook and stir constantly while it thickens, but do not boil. Serves six. Mrs. French gives this recipe for glazed sweet potatoes which her mother, Mrs. Kenneth B. Burritt, a widely known hostess, insists her daughter cooks to perfection: Peel and quarter three sweet potatoes. Heat one-half cup of water in pressure cooker, add sweet potatoes, one-half teaspoon salt and one-half cup light brown sugar. Cook five minutes, take lid off cooker and simmer about ten minutes. Another pressure cooker favorite of Mrs. French is scalloped eggplant. SCALLOPED EGGPLANT Peel eggplant and cut in slices about one inch thick. Parboil or cook one and one-half minutes in pressure cooker. Mash with potato masher and add salt, one whole egg and beat well. Add half a cup of milk and place in casserole, arranging alternate layers of eggplant and cracker crumbs mixed with bits of butter. Have top layer of crumbs and butter. Bake at three hundred and fifty degrees. The Frenches have an apartment at 1101 1/2 S. W. Thirteenth Street. Mrs. French, the former Kay Burritt, went to Exmoor School in the Gables and was graduated from the University of Miami. Her parents, formerly of Coral Gables, now live on Rivo Alto Island, Miami Beach.
JUST BETWEEN US | Nancy Says It's Okay To Bid 'Strangers' to Party If Other Guests Know 'Em
JUST BETWEEN US Nancy Says It's Okay To Bid 'Strangers' to Party If Other Guests Know 'Em By NANCY MOTTRAM "Dear Nancy: I am having a party soon. There are 10 boys I'd like to invite, but there are two of them that I don't know very well. All these boys go around together, and most of the girls know them, too. Should I ask them to come even though I don't know them?" As long as the other guests know them, you don't have to worry about seeing that they aren't left out of the fun. And it's a fine opportunity for you to add two more friends to your list. As long as the boys pal around together, I think it would be a very good move to include them, too. "Dear Nancy: My problem is this. A boy from my school asked me to go steady, and I accepted. But I don't see him very often—only going to school in the morning and sometimes at a game or dance. Is it because he doesn't like me enough? How can I make him want to see me more and call me often? I'm sure he likes me, but how can I really hold him?" Many people have the same problem. As long as they're sure they have something, they pay little attention to it. Now that you've agreed to go steady with him, he's sure of you. Therefore, he figures that if he doesn't call to ask you out, or any time he feels like dropping over without the asking, you'll be waiting for him. This could go on indefinitely, with you seeing and hearing from him once a week. Talk to him and tell him frankly that as long as you're going steady, you'd like to have a better idea of what he looks like. If he doesn't take the hint that you're tired of sitting around doing nothing, let him know that you'd like to go out once in a while, and suggest that you give up going steady. When he realizes that he's losing you, you can be pretty positive that he'll set out to get you back, and next time, he won't take the same chance. "Dear Nancy: I am one of the unfortunates who never know where they stand. One day I'm sure that things are moving along very well and the next, wondering when she's going to tell me it's all over. It's nerve-wracking, because I'm so unsure of her. If I asked her for a date at the beginning of the week, she'll say yes and probably not say more than two words to me till Saturday night. But if I wait till late Thursday or Friday, she's very friendly. No one knows how they stand with her—especially me. What's the best thing to do in a case like this?" If you like to be kept guessing, hang on. There's lots of opportunity right there. But if you like to be sure of where you stand at all times, find another gal. Some people can take just so much torture of their nervous system. If she were really interested in you, I don't think she'd be so flighty. If she shows no signs of changing, and you can't talk to her, tell her you think it best to call it off. Either she'll come running back, or you'll know that you're well out of a dim situation. "Dear Nancy: Last year, I went with a boy, but we broke up for a reason I still don't understand. Now that school has started, I'd like to go out with him again. If I ever meet him, I don't know what to say, and I don't know how he feels about me. But is there any way I could get him to ask me for a date?" He could feel just as confused about the whole thing as you. And if he were thinking about asking you out, the fact that when you meet, you can't think of anything to say might give him the impression that you aren't interested. If you would like to try to get things moving again, set your mind to thinking of subjects to talk about when you see him. If you could make an effort to be cheerful and full of bright conversation when you run into him, he might work up courage enough to ask you for a date. It might not happen overnight, since you haven't seen each other all summer, but by being just as friendly and pleasant as possible, you may succeed.