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Show n botes of an Innocent Bystandvr: The Front Pages: Walter Kerr sends good word from Moscow. The Reich is rushing its reserves to the front and won't have enough men and equipment to launch the spring , drive the Fuehrer promised his lie-dizzy lie-dizzy countrymen . . . Midget Goeb-bels Goeb-bels confessed he's running out of tricks to bamboozle the Huns at home. He claims the Times' slogan. slo-gan. "All the News That's Fit to Print." is the U. S. order to muzzle the press. That's clumsy propaganda.- It tells the Heinics nothing and it tells us plenty ... All kinds of ; books and essays have been written ' on how to click as a newspaper man. But we think Mark Twain summed it up best when he urged newspapers newspa-pers to "gratify some and astound the rest." The Story Tellers: "Hitler's New Scapegoat the Catholics" Is Look's amazing expose. Tells how Hitler hopes to destroy the last remnants of Christianity . . . Liberty's next promises "the most inspiring message mes-sage for mankind after the war" by General Motors' vice-prexy, C. F. Kettering . . . Movie-Radio Guide now rates the movies with Vs instead in-stead of stars. "A Four V" film, etc. . . . Nation featured an exciting excit-ing piece on the Irish and DeVal-era. DeVal-era. Told how the Eire president, in a speech over here many years ago, vowed to come to the aid of the U. S. whenever it needed Ireland, etc. ... In the March Cosmopolitan, Cosmopoli-tan, Pierre J. Hum quotes Adolf as boasting that he knows how to fight America. Wasn't he the same Fuehrer who thought he knew how to whip the Bolsheviks? ... Col-Ucr'i Col-Ucr'i pungent bit of advice for those who spread fantastic rumors: "When in doubt shut upf" . . . Brooklyn night life differs from Manhattan's, Man-hattan's, Pic discloses, because it takes place in clubs that are less noisy and less expensive than those over the river. Maybe, but the advantage ad-vantage over here is that the bores are better known and easier to duck. Typewriter Ribbons: Confucius: To know what you know and know what you don't know is the characteristic charac-teristic of one who knows . . . Lloyd C. Douglas: She could utterly destroy conversation and leave you sitting there with a wreck on your hands and no place to put it . . . Bob Landry: He was one of those guys you had to handle with gloves boxing gloves . . . William C. White: His smile was like a sliver of lemon peel . . . Daily Mirror: Generals Gen-erals Disappear Von by Von . . . Clive Howard: She was mad about his music especially his C notes . . . Charles Bonner: The tears pearled beneath her eyelids . . . Wllkie Mahoney: She is always making mak-ing new friends because she never can keep the old ones . . , Dale Collins: A scorpion of a woman stinging her way through life . . . J, Brodcrick: He's this type of fellow: fel-low: If he had two apples he'd eat one and put the other in a safe. Bay Defense Bonds New York Newsrecl: Oar perennial Miss America the beautiful Statue of Liberty, which always leaves your vocabulary breathless . . . Dawn looking down on hundreds of boys on their way to the army an army that is trying to give us a world that will be able to enjoy the peace and beauty of dawn . . . The very polite subway guard at Grand Central. After shoving people peo-ple into the train, he remembers to say, "Oh, I'm so terribly sorry 1" . . . The screoch of brakes and the grinding of gears in midtown traffic. ' An event that never fails to put a rough pebble into your emotional shoe. I i The cops stationed inside many ! of the midtown bars to make cer- 1 tain soldiers and sailors aren't gypped . . . The burlcsk doormen urging passersby to go inside and warm their hearts over a striptease . . . The midget Roxy usher standing in the center of its gigantic lobby, looking lost in its vastness . . . The ' Plaza, yawny with silence at 4 ayem j listening to the winds hum a lullaby. The large clock on the International Internation-al Bldg. ticking its monotonous tale of eternity . . . Subwayltes holding a strap with one hand and a paper with the other, being pushed and mauled, yet calmly continuing to read . . . Moonlight silvering the scalp of the Hudson river . . . People Peo-ple standing at bars trying desperately desper-ately to drown that 20th century ache in their souls . . . The daredevil dare-devil cabbies, who drive their cars as if they're trying to murder the empty spaces in front. Buy Defense Bonds The waiters in swanky eateries who give you an icy glance, if you leave less than a dollar, and the bus girls who clean tables in Automats Auto-mats with a smile . . . The obviously obvi-ously foreign gent being bawled out by a cabbie and smiling because he doesn't understand a word of it . . . Poverty that you can almost smell along Tenth Ave. a section that seems to be dying in its sleep . . . Begrimed jobless warming themselves them-selves on the benches that line the luxurious looking stairway In the Fifth Ave. library . . |
