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Page 16 The Southern Israelite SHAH-ABBAS The Great King of Persia 15*6—162R OUR FIFTH ANNUAL SALE OF THE ENTIRE STOCK OF Chinese & Persian RUGS STARTING AUGUST 18th Do not miss this opportunity Y. H. SHAHBAZ & SONS 246 PEACHTREE ST. “TERMS MA Y BE ARRANGED" I Cash for Getting Married! Holders of our certifi cates receive up to $1,000.00 maximum when they get mar ried ... It will pay you to get full par ticulars from us at once! Ponce de Leon Marriage Endowment Ass’n Healey Building Phones JA. 4847, JA. 4707 Open Evenings Until 9 o’clock Jewish Calendar 5690 Purim Fri., Mar. 14 Rush Chodesh Nisan Sun., Mat. 30 1st Day Pesach _ Sun., Apr. 13 7th Day Pesach _ Sat., Apr. 19 Rosh Chodesh Iyar Tues., Apr. 29 La* b’Omer Tues., May 13 Rosh Chodesh Sivan _Wed., May 2* Shabouth Mon., June 2 Rosh Chodesh Tammuz Fri., June 27 Fast of Tammuz Sun., July 13 Rosh Chodesh Ab Sat., July 26 Fast of Ab Sun., Au*. 3 Rosh Chodesh Ellul _ Mon., Au*. 25 5491 Rosh Hashanah Tues., Sept. 23 BROADWAY’S GREATEST SCRIBE (Continued from Page 5) myself. Again the long trail over the continent. I organized my own song- and-dance act, and hilled Winchell & Greene. There was a gel with me, and together we played every house in the country except the Palace in New York. Strange thing about the Pal ace. Only recently the management offered me $2,5(X) for a week’s appear ance there. But the line “once an actor always an actor" doesn’t hold with me. I rejected the contract. Too busy writing articles for the mags to go back to hoofing. What do I want to go back on the stage for, anyway? I don’t miss it. I’ve never been far enough away from it to miss it. I went backstage a few days ago for the first time in ten years. The organ was playing a mournful tune. The bunchlight colored the stage in sombre shades. The scene brought my song- and-dance past back to me like a flash —the sordid side of trouping—the disap pointments the best two-a-dayers can’t detour—the days I didn’t have a dime in my pocket—and I said: no stage comeback for Mrs. Winchell’s boy. I enlisted in the Navy when America entered the war. I was 20 then. And, of all things, they made me confiden tial secretary to two admirals. What a juicy slice of irony! First confi dential sec to a battleship, and now the mogul scandalmonger. When the fireworks died out I re turned to the vaudeville racket. But a very short time later I made up my mind to quit the show business and make something of myself. 1 wanted to become a newspaper man at any price. So I started my own newspaper while still on the vaude circuit. “The Daily News Sense” it was called, and 1 used to tack it up alongside the mail box in every theater in which I ap peared. It consisted of several type written sheets of paper containing in timate chatter about actors on the bill and other personalities in the house. In no time it became very popular. Managers praised me for it. Local papers quoted it. One theater owner showed my jour nalistic work to Glenn Condon, editor of the New York Vaudeville News. He liked it and wanted to see me. “I’ve got $15(X) to invest in Walter Winchell, Inc.,” I said to him when we met. The money was my savings from my hundred-dollar-a-week salary as a hoofer. Would he pay me $25 a week? I told him I would supply the addi tional $25 to support myself through a trial period of six months. At the end of that time I would know definitely whether 1 had any business in the newspaper racket. Well, at the end of three months I was earning $50 weekly, and after Condon agreed to allow me 20 per cent on the advertising my total income was greater than his. Then the Graphic was born. Just another tabloid. Here was my chance to write for a real newspaper. Some body on the organization staff had followed my work and took an interest in it. 1 was hired as dramatic critic, amusement editor, and columnist for $100 a week. Four years later the sal ary was $300. I was on the up and up. The mags sent me checks instead of rejection slips. To top it offers from nearly every p a when the Graphic objected tides for the magazines Mirror would pay 25,000 bm f r column. I moved my hatr . Mirror. Broadway, or New York between Forty-second Street and Coh-nbus Cir cle—that’s my world. Roll about four in the afternoon. At the office at five. Prepare the cdumn for the next yawning and begin t! round of theaters, sin-dens, ritzy par ties, cognoscenti conclaves drink little giggle-water here and there am! sniff out the dirt about tin celebs At sun-up, or about seven o’clock in th morning, I go to bed. Mustn’t 1 caught napping on the mazda lane's night life. Must pump people for news Always manage to find a leak in the person who promised not to tell. In addition, I have almost regular new sources in Newport, Paris, London, and every State in the Union. These men and women, the majority of whom are reporters, send or phone their tips in. Most of them have never met me—I don’t know what they’re like myself— but they keep me informed because 1 never betray my informaniacs. It’> a dizzy business—a dizzy job. Yet I’m happy where I am. If l could get out of the radio contract I have with the department store I would scram t Hollerwood to see the wife and the kids. I miss little Walda and Gloria But I can’t seem to manage it. All oi Broadway must be my back yard. (Copyright, 1930, by S.A.F.S.) IN THE LIMELIGHT I /.' / (Continued from Page 10) MASTER-SERGEANT BENJAMIN ROTH, member of the Byrd Antarctic Expedition, was among the three who were decorated by Secretary of War Hurley for heroism in connection with the expedition. In awarding the Soldier’ Medal to Sergeant Roth, Major Fecht, chief of the Air Corps, said: “Sergeant Roth performed his duties as airplane mechanic in a most metitorious manner, bringing great credit to himself, the ex pedition and the United States Army.” JACOB DUCORE, the founder and first president of the Minsker Society, a charitable and beneficial organization, died recently of heart disease in New York after a long illness. It is believed that his death was hastened by the drown ing of his son, Arthur, which occurred recently. Mr. Ducore, who was a retired insurance salesman, was prominent in va rious Jewish social and philanthropic un dertakings. LOUIS B. BRODSKY, since 1924 a judge in the Magistrates Court, was re cently named by Tammany Hall as the Democratic candidate for Congress in the Seventeenth district. Magistrate Brodsky, who is 46 years old, had been active in Jewish philanthropic circles and is well known in Democratic political quarters. He is a former chairman of the Borough Park Keren Hayesod District, a director of the Hebrew Orphans Home and a trustee of the Israel Zion Hospital. SAMUEL LEAVITT, a lawyer, was nominated as the Republican candidate for Justice of the City Court to succeed Ber nard L. Shientag whom Governor Roose velt recently appointed a Supreme Court Justice. Mr. Leavitt, who is 51 years old, graduated from the New York Uni versity Law School and was admitted to the bar in 1901. He has been active in Republican district politics in Manhattan for the past thirty years. Ship Via SOUTHEASTERN EXPRESS "The South's Own Express Company” AND RECEIVE SUPERIOR EXPRESS SERVICE FOR CONGRESS len m. PIERCE Candidate for GRESS, 5TH DISTRICT our Vote and Influence Will Be Appreciat d Subject to Democratic P' ;1 S^ntember 10, I 930