"Names make news." Last week the following names made the following news:

An airplane bearing Elder Statesman Elihu Root, 85, returning to Manhattan from Los Angeles sped east over Kansas into a thick storm, had to turn back, land at Wichita where it had taken off.

It was reported that Edward, Prince of Wales, weighs 132 Ib. (less than he weighed before last spring's trip to the Congo where Edward was chased by an angry bull elephant, had subtertian malaria).

The famed Paul Smith's Hotel, near Saranac Lake, N. Y., was completely destroyed by fire.

At the Ambassador Hotel in Atlantic City, thieves entered the room of Mrs. John Edward Johnston, Baltimore broker-and-tobacconist's wife; pilfered jewels worth $75,000. Next night while six detectives sought clues in Mrs. Johnston's room, thieves entered the room, two floors below, of Mrs. Eddie Cantor, pilfered jewels worth $20,000.

President Jason F. Whitney & Wife and Secretary Oliver A. Blackburn & Wife of Kraft-Phenix Cheese Corp. stopped on their way home from a night-club to leave a Mrs. Gladys S. Mehan at her house in Evanston, Ill. Out of another motor which had followed theirs leaped four gunmen who robbed the Whitneys and Blackburns of money, jewels worth $100,000, sped away.

Frances White, 33, onetime (1917) half of the "big time" vaudeville team of Rock & White, onetime Ziegfeld Follies dancer, who popularized such old-time song hits as "I'd Like to be a Monkey in the Zoo" and "Mis, sis, s-i-p-p-i," was arrested on a charge of disorderly conduct in Manhattan. Presumably poor, she had but 30-c- to pay a $3.50 taxicab bill.

"Don't say, our Kaiser. He is not a Kaiser. He is Wilhelm Hohenzollern with the occupation of a gentleman and residing at Doorn" protested a defense lawyer at the Berlin trial of the onetime Kaiser's libel suit against Ewald Mendel, editor of the Berlin Morgenpost last week. Furthermore, orated the lawyer, "the signature to this petition is incorrect. There is no such person as 'Wilhelm I. R.' (Wilhelm Imperator Rex). According to law the gentleman is Friedrich Wilhelm Victor Albert, Prince of Prussia. I am not sure but that this is a punishable offense, this use of another name than his own on a legal document. . . ." Editor Mendel last October charged that the Kaiser had abetted Krupps in its monopoly of German ordinance, to the Army's harm. He alleged that the Kaiser was financially interested in Krupps, his grandfather, Wilhelm I, having loaned Krupps $4,000,000, for which he received stock, which in turn he devised to his descendants. And further, the editor alleged that Krupps paid for the imperial 1889 trip to Palestine when Jerusalem's wall was gashed for the Kaiser's triumphal entry. The Berlin judge last week decided that the gentleman residing at Doorn (Emperor William II, or Friedrich Wilhelm Victor Albert, Prince of Prussia, or simply Wilhelm Hohenzollern) had suffered libel damages of $360.

The Corsair (IV), enormous $2,500,000 yacht of John Pierpont Morgan, with Mr. and Mrs. Junius Spencer Morgan aboard, shelved herself on Lobster Rock, a reef in Gilkey's Harbor, Maine. Next morning at high tide two tugs heaved sturdily, budged her not. At evening high tide two tugs and a coast guard cutter heaved mightily, floated her free. Mr. Morgan received the news at Gannochy Lodge in Forfarshire where he had gone for the grouseshooting.*

J. Howard van Sciver, onetime commodore of the Tri-State Yacht Club at Philadelphia, his son, his daughter and two other young girls, clad only in bathing suits, escaped unharmed when the van Sciver yacht Clarella II caught fire off Cape May.

Dr. Serge Voronoff, gonad replacer, after a world tour last week returned to his 200 apes at Nice, France, prepared to proceed to his 3,000 sheep in Algeria. Of U. S. businessmen he remarked: "They die at the age of 50. They do not die in the sense that life is extinct. But they are exhausted, worn out, and as good as dead. Their lives are finished. It is due to the pace, the tempo of life in America, the price the American must pay for being ultra-modern."

Two years ago five Yale undergraduates and recent graduates hired the schooner Chance for a voyage to the South Sea islands. Organizer was George Clymer Brooke of Philadelphia. Companions were Joseph Roby Jr. of Rochester, N. Y., Alexander Crosby Brown of Philadelphia, Edward Howard Dodd Jr. of Manhattan, Thomas Marshall of Philadelphia. Last week the Chance was nearing New Haven again. At Australia all but Alexander Brown and Edward Dodd forsook the romantic wayfaring and, except for Organizer Brooke, returned to the U. S. with despatch and comfort. Mr. Brooke found a languorous island with a comfortable house, numerous servants, and a seemingly profitable copra plantation, and settled down. Lorn Messrs. Brown and Dodd found new Yale shipmates and a Harvard graduate. Last week they slowly approached New Haven aboard the Chance.

Senator Carter Glass of Virginia, who operates a dairy farm at his home in Lynchburg, Va., gave his reasons for selling 60 purebred milch cows: "I just can't afford to buy feed for the winter. If I did I would run behind about $25,000. With no hay available in Virginia and the prices so high due to the $5-a-ton tariff rate imposed by the last tariff bill, I'm forced to sell. I suppose that some of my cows will just go to the butcher shop."

Among the regiment of newshawks summoned to interview and put down the parting observations of Henry Ford just before he sailed to Europe on a business and pleasure junket was Harry Acton, facetious shipnews reporter for the New York American, whom Publisher William Randolph Hearst permits occasionally to be cynical. Reporter Acton's account of his "scoop" was, in part: "Everything was very shush-shush about it, but we've just learned that among the boys and girls parking themselves in the Bremen last night . . . was Henry Ford, of Detroit. . . . But your scribbling playmate of the waterfront--always on his toes--got the first word by telephone when Mr. Ford called him at his estate, Mortgage Manor, on Long Island, and invited him over for a little chat before departing. . . . "We started to leave but he said: 'Well, is that all you wanted, my friend?' And when we said, 'Yes thanks, this'll be enough,' he coaxed us to stay around a little bit longer while he spoke on other matters. . . .

" 'Anything else, Mr. Ford?' "

" 'Yes, I would like you to know that the Prohibition we are having today is a success. A very great success, my young man. . . .'

"Mr. Ford then said that he was making a secret trip, didn't want to be bothered by reporters and would like to be excused if there were no other questions to be asked. . . . Mr. Ford will return late in the fall to his job at the museum."

The first electric train of the Delaware, Lackawanna & Western Railroad, with a cargo of railroad officials and New Jersey Mayors, made a record run from Hoboken to Montclair. At the throttle for the first few hundred feet was Thomas Alva Edison, who, ignorant of the controls, was scared.

* Under a large photograph of Mr. Morgan, a London newspaper last week announced that to him "a parliamentary vote at Watford, Hertfordshire (where he owns Wall Hall) has been granted as he is now a naturalized British subject."Said the Morgan secretary: " . . . nonsense. . . a colossal mistake."

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