February 15, 1934
Cliffside, Feb.15 — Will you be my Valentine? Dear Aunt Betty of the Children’s Corner: Won’t you please take itty bitsy me on your lap and tell me one itsy bitsy ittle bedtime story? Aw, pu-lease Aunt Betty, I wanna sit on your lap. I have learned authentically that Aunt Betty does not compare with the general idea that people have about aunts. In fact, have you checked up on the fashion show here in Forest City, you would have seen Aunt Betty doing her bit for the show. strumming a guitar and uke-alizing a “frat” song. Yowsir! So help me, ladies and gentlemen. So help me. The old maestro desires a swing? so when shall it be? Thet thar golden blond hair of yours is “akilling me.”
Joe Cannon, 26-year-old consistent flier at Charlotte Air Port, is down around the Queen City as a regular fellow. That, you know, is a good word for young Cannon. Some of you fellows in Rutherford County may be interested that he flies a new “Continental 220 H. P. motored WACO “F”. This three-place cab may be converted into a pursuit-ship by the simple operation of bolting on the front cockpit cover.
Mrs Sarah Haynes Love, it is said, will shortly live in Burlington. So many have expressed to me their keen regret that she is leaving. She has been outstandingly known as entertaining so charming at bridge and dinner parties since living in Cliffside. Andrew Love, her son, who has established himself as a young business man in both Cliffside and Avondale, it is understood will take living quarters with the Miles Haynes’. Youthful Andy, as “the boys” know him, I predict, will be the most heard of business man in this section within five years.
Right now, the upety ups of metropolitan centers are holding their ??? during the winter games at Lake Placid, N. Y., or they are trying to cool themselves at Miami, Florida ….Right away you will be driving up to Lake Lure to cool yourself. And I’ve an idea that “Lake Lure” strikes a sore spot with some folks you know. Real estate, doncha know! It again, however, will be a cooling off spot this summer. I am admiring Dr. Moss these days. He continues to stand up and take it on the chin by smoking cigars here of late. Boy, cigars knock me fa-lat…Emily Hilliard is still crazy about cats.
A modern-minded Cliffside citizen tells me of visiting a spacious night club on Michigan Avenue while in Chicago during the boom days of the Century of Progress. Our friend was especially impressed with the clean presentation of the show also without scantily dressed chorines. Harry Richmond was doing the floor show which may have been much to do with making it a good entertainment for the patrons. McIntyre recently said that Harry Richmond was the best of the popular song putter-overers.
Obe Padgett, the philosopher, just the other day gave his analytical impression of a member of the Cliffside school faculty. Obe said, “If you will just figure out her characteristics, you will conclude that she is very much like Garbo.” And now I learn that in comparison to Garbo’s allegedly large feet, this young woman wears white wool socks in which to sleep!
Flash! The column nominated this young lady as a 100 per cent cosmopolitan: Miss Alice Carr. (The band will now play: Stars and Stripes.)
Who is this young lady who experienced the following incident? Calling on River Street in Cliffside she was asked to “play” with a 4 year-old miss. The young miss knocked at the door and the older miss asked her to come in. The child stood in disgust as she had not been asked to have a seat. Abruptly she asked, “Why don’t you ask me to have a seat?” The older hurriedly replied, “Oh, please pardon me; do have a seat.” The little miss shot back, “I have one; I want some place to put it.”
Dropping by Mills Drug Shoppe I hear Tiger Rag on the radio…Do you like “This Little Pig Went to Market”?…And last night heard “When Done is Done” chopped up in cut time—hot cha! that was fast rhythm…Helen Hayes is just as great over the radio as she has been on stage and screen.