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Show (l 1 L j"" " k iJj The New York Scene: Faces About Town: Eddie Cantor convulsing chums with a report on how a coast rabble-rouser flayed aim in a speech. He called the star: "Eddie Cantor, the er, er, international interna-tional banker!" . . . Mr. and Mrs. Fred Allen reminiscing with .other Broadway showfolks on one-time vaudeville companions. . . . The Paul Gallicos with the Paul Drapers. Dra-pers. . . . Margo, the star, telling youthful Bill Mauldin (the "Up Front" author) how much good he is doing for his countrymen. . . . Peggy Hopkins Joyce intensely interested in-terested in Diosa Costello's hip-flipping at ths Havana-Madrid. . . . Skeets Gallagher being asked for his autograph while Bebe Daniels (the former film star) went unrecognized by the same kids. . . . Martha Raye, fit to be handcuffed. A midtown hotel management disregarded her baby and ejected them from a suite because "it is reserved for a cocktail cock-tail party." Sallies in Our Alley: Ken Roberts, the radio announcer, was explaining how atom could be broken up. "A," he said, "is for Attlee, T is for Truman Tru-man and M is for Molotov." . . . "What about the O?" asked Dorothy Shay. . . . "That's the big Zero," Ken expl - d. "which is what the world will ia if those three don't get together." . . . Doodles Weaver knows a punch-drunk pugilist who can't afford a sparring partner, so he calls taxi drivers names. Midtown Vignette: The Mayor the other day sat in Magistrate's Court where he fined many motorists for this and that. ... He let off many more, however, with merely a reprimand. rep-rimand. ... It reminded us of this episode. ... An out-of-towner was motoring up Broadway and slipped past a changing traffic light. When he stopped at the next corner a cop said: "Red lights mean nothing to you, eh? Let's see your license." . . The out-of-towner handed it over, and the gendarme made notes in his little book after which he handed the motorist a folded bit of paper and his license. "Get along now," he ordered. ... At the next red light the stranger read the slip of paper. It said: "Don't pass no more red lights." Memorial, to Gus Edwards: His simple and clean songs (lyrics by Will D. Cobb) were the heart the signature of a whole period of American Amer-ican history. What family has not sung "School Days"? or "Sunbonnet Sue"? And how many grandmothers were courted with "By the Light of the Silvery Moon"? . . . His songs were the kind American people loved to hum and sing in their kitchens or parlors. Because Mr. Edwards and Mr. Cobb never wrote a song a man couldn't sing to his mother or his wife couldn't teach their daughter. daugh-ter. ... He leaves us with the memory of a useful life. ... A noble, dignified and devoted wife . . . And a song to sing. The Mags: In the current issue of a magazine the ubiquitious Bennett Cerf writes about practical jokes . . . For our money, he left out (or never heard of) the best and most touching one of all. ... It happened hap-pened to an eloping couple who were told that if they went to the White House, the President would marry them. . . . They were very guillible and their advisor very convincing. ... Anyhow they went. . . . How they got in, we dunno. . . . But the President, quickly sizing up the situation, sit-uation, turned the tables. ... He sent for a minister, stood up as their best man. and then invited the couple to spend their wedding night in the White House. . . . Although it might have been FDR, it wasn't ... It was A. L. Manhattan Murals: The bobby-soxers bobby-soxers starting the queue at the Paramount to get the choice seats during Sinatra's engagement. . . . They start as early as 4:30 a. m. . . . The Empire State edifice recovered recov-ered from its wounds (after that horrible hor-rible plane crash into its throat), wearing a look of indestructibility again. . . . The well-dressed middle-aged middle-aged man walking into the St. Mor-itz Mor-itz foyer one middle of the night without his hat, overcoat, shoes and sox I Marlene Dietrich's pals hear she has sold most of her jewelry because be-cause she refused film offers (to go overseas with our troops) and needs cash. . . . Charles Farrell, no dope he, invested $50,000 in five Palm Springs bungalows, which will bring neat rentals. . . . Paul Lukas' mission mis-sion abroad was gov't inspired. He returned with a list of rich Hungarians Hungar-ians who collabed with Hitlerites. An avalanche of activity rumbling rum-bling across Erie Basin, the nation's busiest shipping center. . . . Exuberant Exuber-ant block parties welcoming home servicemen. . . . Manhattan Beach, where the building of apartment houses is prohibited. . . . Tm Soldiers' Sol-diers' and Sailors' Memorial arch on Eastern Parkway. Poetry chiseled chis-eled in stone. . . . One of the most compelling examples of the Big Burg's visual magic: When night conceals the shoreline the waterfront water-front skyscrapers' illuminated towers tow-ers seem suspended in the dark- |