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Show SHI Reporter's Private Papers: Val Ciui-t, the colyurn's star correspondent cor-respondent in the London air raid shelters, reports: 'The old women Htill feeding the pigeons in Trafalgar Square willi the guns booming over them. Kven the birds are used to them now . . . The newsboy in Piccadilly Pic-cadilly chalking up: 'Half-Time Scores: Jerry, 5-1 Down' . . . The pieces of incendiary bombs fetching anything from a dollar fur smarties who pick them up ... A tin-hatted chocolate-and-gum vendor doing a roaring trade in the shelters . . . The raid during a violent thunderstorm. thunder-storm. After a loud thunder crack, an urchin comforted an old lady with: 'That wasn't Hitler, lady, that was God. and he won't hurt you' j The real need of a coat with two pairs of pants. One to work in, the other to sleep in . . . The Savoy Hotel, where, when you book a table, you can book a bed in the shelter. They ask you politely: 'Will you be staying for the raid, sir?' . . . The ten-cent stores, now fifteen cent . . . The gag badges you can buy with the inscription: 'Please, don't tell mo how nearly you were bombed' . . . Well, there goes the nil-clear, Walter. I enclose a bit of shrapnel. Maybe you can use it for a paper-weight." Virgiiiio Gayda, Denito's boy, now has a chance to show how good an editor he Is. All he has to do is explain (to his fellow Italians) whatever what-ever became of what he called: "The soft, decadent British Empire." The United Tress includes in its ten best news stories of 19-10 "The Enigma of Russia" . . . There's been no news out of Russia since Stalin established his censorship last January ... So what the UP is asking you to believe is a big news story is: "Russia Keeps Its Mouth Shut!" Taul Wancr, The slugging star for Pittsburgh (for 15 years), has been fired. Paul, when he was tops, was reported to have been guaranteed a life job in the ball club owner's will . . . Now he joins Babe Ruth in idleness . . . Babe being the player who saved baseball from ruin after the Black Sox scandal ... It must not be thought, however, that baseball base-ball forgets its crowd-getters . . . No, Indeedy. They are always elected elect-ed to baseball's Hall of Fame. New York Heartbeat New Yorchids: Abe Lyman's new theme song: "Moon Over America" . . . The Rosalind Russell-M. Douglas Doug-las worducls in Columbia's: "This Thing Called Love" . . . Warner's "Santa Fe Trail" . . . Hildegarde's version of "The Last Time I Saw Paris" . . . The "Truth or Consequences" Conse-quences" program . . . The forthcoming forth-coming "High Sierra" picture, another an-other Hcllinger high-spot. Times Square Ticker-Tape: John Barrymore told a chum that the greatest actor on the screen is Gary Cooper and that he wished he could act like him . . . They insist that the femme half of that "scandalous" duo of Hollywood stars went to the Will Hays office and, after she unveiled un-veiled the entire story, was completely com-pletely exonerated . . . The Taluca Lake natives will betcha that Ann Sheridan and George Brent were married two months ago, despite the denials. Memos of a Midnighter: The Phil Plants, celebrating their 2nd Ann'y, stifling the rumors . . . The MGM information booth at Times Square will become a recru :ing station . . . The songwriters will picket radio stations with pianos on trucks . . . Count Adelburg, of the White Russian colony here, and Rosemary Warbur-ton, Warbur-ton, of the Social Register, are Like That . . . Trent Patterson, the thrush (recently in court over a friend's husband), is being consoled by a hooch exec . . . Sally Rand incorporated herself last week to dodge claims from her recent bankruptcy. bank-ruptcy. There is still $7,000 against her, chorus girl wages, etc. Sounds in the N'ight: In The Stork: "What a facel She looks like a million mil-lion dollars your enemy has" . . . In Reuben's: "Nope, I don't wanna be a Broadwayite. I don't look good with a knife in my back" ... In Club Cuba: "Tell me, whose little check-book stub are you?" ... At Chateau-Moderne: "The big whoops! Give him enough rope and he'll start jumping it" ... At The Copaca-bana: Copaca-bana: "When he enters the room it's just as though someone left" . . . At The Radio Franks: "Why shouldn't he be crazy? Isn't he out of her mind?" Street Scenery: The sleeping pill ads in a drug store window: "Take dese and doze!" . . . The safety slogan on a car: "You keep your distance and we'll both keep our health!" . . . The new airlines terminal building architectural poetry po-etry . . . The tiniest autograph-signer autograph-signer in town: Little 8 year old Joan Carroll, besieged by the auto-grafters auto-grafters at the "Panama Hattie" stage door . . . The pathetic looking look-ing sign-carriers giving Broadway a droopier look as they battle the win-lerrr win-lerrr weatherrrr. |