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Show Lights of New York TRUMBULL Josiah Burtlett was a signer of the Declaration of Independence. His de-scendents de-scendents were owners of New England Eng-land mills. But the mills of the Bart-letts Bart-letts ground out one member of the family who was different. His riame was Edward A. Bartlett VI, and he was not interested in spinning, although al-though he was willing to toil. Changing Chang-ing his name to Michael Bartlett, he became an actor and a singer. Old Josiah Bartlett might not have thought so much of that. In his day, actors were not objects of especially high regard. re-gard. But the boy did well. Recently Recent-ly he succeeded Georges Metaxa, the Hungarian, in the lead of a Broadway musical show. But they tell me that a Broadway musical show is not the height of Michael Bartlett's ambition. He once toured Italy with an opera company and has been taking vocal culture ever since. Some day he plans to become a grand opera star. This has been a bad year for vice presidents and office boys, many of whom have joined the ranks of the unemployed. un-employed. There is a rumor that a certain suburb of New York, formerly considered wealthy, is completely filled with destitute former vice presidents of banks and corporations. Now that the tide appears to be turning, some of them may drift back to work. Mrs. Bernard Gimbel Is one of the foremost horsewomen in the United States. She has won many a prize at horse shows and been in the lead in many a hunt, but she always has rid- Bernard Gimbel, was, in his college days, a champion amateur boxer. That is one reason he always has taken tak-en an interest in boxing, and this interest in-terest led to his becoming one of Gene Tunney's chief advisers, both in boxing box-ing and business. His oldest son is not so Interested in boxing as his father, fa-ther, but he has taken up aviation and is fast becoming an expert flyer. It was not long ago that Percy Hammond, Ham-mond, the famous dramatic critic, was reminiscing. Mr. Hammond permitted his thoughts to wander clown the rose-scented rose-scented paths of Memory Lane. He spoke of those who had walked in beauty through the dear, dead days beyond be-yond recall. He touched upon that fragile thing known as first love. Finally Fi-nally Mr. Hammond sighed and abruptly abrupt-ly pulled himself back into the year 1932. "I am just," he said descriptively, 'an emotional G. A. It." We are warned that new $20 counterfeit coun-terfeit bills are being circulated in New York, but the business rebound has not been high enough so that they will worry many of us, yet. At the time of the eclipse of the sun in 1025, an editor of a New York paper pa-per was living on Long Island. He figured that a certain train would get him into the city in time to see the eclipse. The train was late and the sky had begun to darken just as it entered the tunnel, leading into the Pennsylvania station. Hurrying den sidesaddle. Visiting the John Hertzes on Long Island, she found that all they had were men's saddles, and for the first time rode astride. The main difference, she noticed, was that It affected her timing. It seemed queer to her to have to adjust herself her-self consciously to the gait of a horse. through the station to the subway, he took the downtown express. Arriving at his destination, he rushed up the subway stairs to emerge in bright sunlight. sun-light. The eclipse was over. In his military service abroad, Brent Balchen started out as an artilleryman, but they switched him to the flying corps. He says the main thing in firing fir-ing in the air, just as it is in shooting birds from the ground, is in timing, holding the ship level on a plane and judging the speed and position of the target. Balchen really loves to fly and always is ready to talk aboAt any question ques-tion of aviation. . X932. Bell Syndicate. WNrj Service. |