TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW

Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 20, 2 December 1927, Page 6

TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW

They SayThat the Isle of Wight has had many governors and captains, but none so active as Princess Beatrice, who is regarded as one of the people and is personally known to many. As an illustration of her busy life in the island, the Princess, during a week. end, opened a church bazaar, inspected V.A.D.’s, attended an autumn show of fruit and vegetables, presided at the meeting of the governors of the East Cowes Hospital, of which she was one of the founders, and presented colours to Ist Carisbrooke (Princess Beatrice’s Own) Boy Scouts. ‘Truly a strenuous week-end! * a That Sylvia Thompson’s uew book, ‘The Battle of the Horizons’’ is expected to cause as great a stir as "rhe Hounds of Spring," the book whieh brought her fame. Sylvia Thompson fs not only the youngest of Knglish feminine best sellers, but quite the prettiest young writer of the day, She has a very new baby, Rosemary, who inherits the beautiful aquamarine eyes of her mother. Her very talented artist husband, Peter Iatling, has been spending the wet and weary summer in the country, where he had to take to wood-cuts and etehings, rather than risk contracting chronic rheumatism, while capturing the spirit of rural England.

That the young authoress is thinking of writing a play which will be her very first. Strange to say, she finds it much easier to tackle the intricacies of feminine psychology than the comparatively simple make-up of mere man. She thinks women writers who want to study ‘male character ought not to marry those hearty, golfing, city men, rather than artists, who, after all, are miercifully endowed with a touch of feminine sensibility,-and, therefore, from her |point of view, so much easier to understand, s 2 u | "Phat the Indian summer that England: was so thankful to, enjoy this : year brought out.a startling incognito in the dull respectability of Chancery Lane, just at a moment when there was iio other traffic to distract the attention. He was splendidly arrayed in a suit of ‘bright blue, a white Panama hat turned ap at one side, with a black band, : -and a rough brown frieze overcoat on hhis arm, Speculations as to his identity have been many, but the supposition that he had strayed from the Antipodes is fairly general,

Reflections. A German woman, boating on a lake, pushed her fiancee overboard in a storm when it became evident the boat could not carry them ‘both. ‘The Court held her action as being justified. Might we diffidently suggest that courting m Germany seems frau-ght with danger? ¥ * * There will be an international swimming race across the Channel for women next year. ‘The authorities have received a suggestion for establishing a toilet station on the line of route, where the services of Father Neptune might be engaged for forking out lip-sticks, etc., from Davy Jones’s locker, % ® x Miss Houghton-Rodgers, during 2 South American motor tour, mended 87 punctures in a week. She says that the worst things about the roads ont there are the giant thorns, three to five inches long, which lie buried everywhere in the sand. We understand this point impressed itself upon her so often that it became tyresome. * % ™ Mrs. Graville Streatfield said at the Hertford Rural Community Council Drama Conference in London: ‘‘I have liad fat old women of 70 wanting to do Greek dancing." Lacking in the terpsichorean art perhans, but naturally favoured with the abilitv to convey the essential atmosphere of Greece. ts By ee A Tjondon dentist has installed a loudspeaker in his waiting room. It ts said that after a lony wireless talk the, patients cheerfully face the other boring business. eo

All Gold. There is a good Jewish story told m certain circles about a Gentile who invited four friends to his golden wedding, a Welshman, a Scot, an IJrishman, and a Hebrew. The Welshman brought as a present a packet of gold-tipped cigarettes, the brought a half-erown fountain pen, with a ‘gold’? nib, the Irishman bronght a gold-fish in a bowl. The Jew brought his friend, Mr, Goldberg !