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Show Columnist at Work! You can positively get delivery on a Dodge or Plymouth, within four weeks, at about $2,200. In Sweden! All show windows there display U. S. 1946 cars. . . . Espionage (and counter-espy) is terrific there, more so than during the war. . . . Russia allegedly has 125 intelligence agents working out of the Stockholm embassyalmost em-bassyalmost twice the number the British have dittoing. We got none, huh? . . . Howard Hughes, the zil-lionaire, zil-lionaire, says he wishes his biographers biogra-phers would get things right for once. One mag piece said he inherited in-herited 17 million from his pop. "I inherited $300,000!" he exclamation-marked. exclamation-marked. . . . They tell you that the biggest spender in the world today is Robert Arida, a Syrian. He allegedly al-legedly maintains an 11-room apt at the Ambass; "bought" Hitler's yacht from the Bwiddish Gov't for only 400 Gs. It has a crew of over 100. ... He has three pleasure planes and spends $250,000 monthly. What British Gov't gave it to him? Sallies In Our Alley: Shermint Billingsley was still gabbing about the night club owner on the coast who was stuck up and robbed of $400. . . . "Glad It wasn't me," said the Stork Club- , man. "Can you imagine what El Morocco's Pcrona and the others would say if I ever was found with only $400 on me?" Sights You Never See from a Bight-Seeing Bus: The elderly lady In the West 70s. She starts each dawning with a suitcase loaded with cartons of milk and sets them I out all over the neighborhood for ! pussycats. . . . Passersby waving ! to the mayor who always ta-tas t back. No kiddin' seen it wid me own eyes. . . . The little old chap who cadges drinx in the 3rd Ave. joynts with a piece of rope. Bets you a drink ycu can't tie him up , tight enough to keep him bound. Always wins. . . The picketing barbers. bar-bers. They all need haircuts. . . . The 5 ayem brawl (between oodles) at 50th and 8th. Such slugging! "There's No Business Like Show Business": It happened recently on the coast. . . . Sid Slate and his wife had a tiff. ... So she uacked up and left for Los Angeles. . . . Sid phoned his best chum, Sid Gold, to meet her at the deppo and straighten things out. . . . Which pal Gold certinny did. . . . Mrs. Sid Slate will become Mrs. Sid Gold after she is Freenovated. Erich Remarque, the book-writer, gave Ingrid Bergman his only bottle of that fiery Calvados that he speaks about in his "Arch of Triumph" best-clicker. . . . Howard Koch and his bride came to town to work on the screenplay of "Earth and High Heaven." Had to dwell in six different dif-ferent hotels in seven days. On the seventh his wife forgot which hotel, whereupon they decided to return to H'wood. . . . Natalie Schaefer, the actress, lost a big money fashion-announcer job in Detroit. Because Be-cause the man who was going to hire her wouldn't wait more'n Vh hours for Natalie to finish a phone conversation. con-versation. Imagine! The beest! Fannie Hurst may give Norma Nor-ma Shearer her first screen story, "She Walks in Beauty," for Norma's return to the films. She'd play a woman her own age. A Hollywood novelty! Don Ameche wonders if anybody ever called the President Harried Truman. . . . Eddie Jaffee is convinced con-vinced there's something very fishy about the meat shortage. . . . Bill Schiller rates a patty-cake for the campaign he's waging as candidate for the state senate. He's fighting for education and housing of vets. ... At the Glass Hat two Repubs were indulging in their pet pastime panning Truman. "The whole nation," na-tion," said the first, "is laughing up their sleeves at him." . . . "You kiddin'?" asked the other. "Who's got sleeves?" Lew Parker found out why the series games at St. Louis didn't break attendance records. Most of the Missourians are In Washington! The boss of a New York union announced that' its long strike was over, and he ordered everyone back to work at a midtown hotel. But one lad continued to picket after all the others resumed working. "Hey!" asked the labor boss. "Why don't you go back to work?" "I dunno," shrugged the picket, "You've had me on strike so long I forget what I used to do!" Frances E. Kaye observes that pitcher Howie Pollet of the St. Louis Cards was one strike away from winning the series opener and that Truman is just about one more strike away from being washed up. . . . Kaye also thinks that in Georgia Geor-gia Fatzo Goering wouldn't be hanged he'd be Georgia's hangman. hang-man. . . . And Saxie Dowell reports re-ports that the Dodgers-Cardinals race was the closest thing in the National league since Branch Rickey. Rick-ey. . ... The Red Sox first baseman rates Yorkids. |