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Show By L. L. STEVENSON Wildflowers will bloom in Manhattan Manhat-tan in the spring. No, the city is not going to be given back to the Indians and will not be allowed to revert to nature. The wild flowers will be planted this fall by the park department The place where they will raise their pretty faces in the midst of metropolitan surroundings is along Henry Hudson drive in the vicinity of Grant's Tomb. The varieties vari-eties include daisies, black-eyed Susans, Su-sans, Queen Anne's lace, -wild asters and golden rod, the inclusion of the latter being an indication that Commissioner Com-missioner Robert Moses is not a hay fever sufferer. Wild flowers will also be planted along a half-mile stretch of the belt parkway in Queens. They probably won't attract so much attention out there, however, as I am informed there are still some places in that borough where wild flowers grow naturally. Having been put into a bucolic mood by the mention of wild flowers, trees come to mind since whenever I think of the country I think of trees and flowers. Shortly the park department de-partment will plant about 3,000 trees on private property. While 3,000 trees are a nice little forest, they won't turn the city into a woods. They will, however, help make it more like Paris. But instead of chestnuts, most of the plantings will be oriental plants and ginkgos. The reason is that those two species are well adapted to city life being hardy and more or less immune to carbon monoxide. Pin oak, Norway maples and elms will also be planted. The property owners pay $50 each for the trees. But the city owns the trees. For no good reason at all, the old brain has shifted over to the subject of toys. Despite priorities, defense needs and the like, American children chil-dren will have their full quota of playthings at Christmas time. This is on the word of Henry E. Luhrs who should know since he is president presi-dent of the Toy Manufacturers of the U.S.A. The toy interests, Mr. Luhrs said, are co-operating to the fullest extent with the defense program pro-gram .by working toward simplification simplifica-tion of styles, elimination of design duplicates and the conservation of vital materials by adopting substitutes substi-tutes wherever possible. The industry in-dustry uses only a comparatively small volume of such materials. For ( example, jdljhe balls, inflated ani- amsl, balloons, blocks and other types of rubber toys require only 2,400 tons of crude rubber annually. Toy are the reason for the sudden intrusion of games. It's a boom season for escape-type games, even some of the snooty night spots having hav-ing taken to providing board games for patrons as a first aid to relaxation. relaxa-tion. A newcomer, which is assuming as-suming the proportions of a craze, Is Bonanza, a brain child of Arthur Lord with the collaboration of his Yale classmate, Peter Arno, who supplies the art. A development of rummy, Michigan and poker, the game is said to stem from Mississippi Missis-sippi river steamboat chance-taking technique of a century ago. Writes a friend now safely back in his home town: "New York is sure one great town. I got lost in the Bronx, rode miles and miles in the subway for only a nickel and then had to take a taxi to my destination. des-tination. Looked over Central park, strained my neck peering at high buildings, saw all the sights. Got charged a dollar for a poor drink in a nightclub, was overcharged and shortchanged by a taxi driver and got talked right mean to because I tipped a hat check girl a dime instead in-stead of two bits. Yes, New York is sure one great town. Glad I saw It, but give me Houston every time." Ozzie Nelson was showing some out-of-town friends around Rockefeller Rockefel-ler Center and kept impressing on them how swanky the whole place was. Then they came out on the plaza and saw the penguins. "Look!" exclaimed one of Nelson's Nel-son's out-of-town pals. "Even the birds are dressed formal." Dinah Shore feels that she is a victim of national defense. "Eddie Cantor and I posed for pictures on a tandem bike to illustrate the gasoline gaso-line shortage," sorrowfully related the songstress. "When I got off, I tore my new silk stocking. And the silk stocking shortage is what I'm really interested in." |
