Daily News from New York, New York • 151

AT 25 DAVEGA STORES By HILLY ROSE KicUoff As you probably know, I own aAcabaret which features the usual 50 girls in 49 costumes. Well One Spring, day in 1946 it occurred to me that I might sell more whisky if I got more zing into my advertisements, lfei irMWiBM0 fei and so the next morning thef unashamed brag was the tele following ad appeared on the amusement page of this paper: 1 I This is the first of series of tittle pieces I intend to run in this gazette. I shall publicly deliver myself of miscellaneous notions on Life, Art, Reforestation, and Sex Among the Aborigines. The purpose of these pip-squeak RCA VICT paragraphs will be not so much to improve the mind of the populace as PICTURE "EYE WITNESS" TELEVISION to inveigle it into my Diamond Horseshoe, the cabaret that Dick Maney once called "New York's Most Successful I'll bet you can hardly wait! phone call last December from the bossman of my syndicate informing me that my pieces were appearing in better than 2,000 papers around the world. But the biggest bang of all, so help me Horace Greeley, came a couple of Mondays ago when the editor of this paper invited me to do my semantic soft-shoe three times a week for his better than two million readers.

What can you expect i' me No miracles, certainly; By, large and for the most part, I'll be peddling that ever-loving popcorn insidey stories about show business and outsidey ones about the plain Joes and Jennies who inhabit this overgrown eight-ball of a planet. Now and then, however, I'm liable to come up with a serious column, and when I do I'd rather you didn't tell me that questions of moment shouldn't be discussed by a Broadway clown with breakaway suspenders and a nose that lights up. When I feel like hollering, I'm going to stand up on my hind legs and holler, and though I'm not saying my palaverings rate being carved on the pyramids, I am saying that I have as much equipment for palavering as most of the practicing experts: a typewriter, a by-line and a hell of a nerve. Do I intend to put the squitch on people I don't like in my column? Yes, now and occasionally, but I don't plan to make a habit of it. For one thing, I've played the back end of a shooting gallery for too many years myself, and for another, the contest between Columnist and Ordinary Citizen is plain massacre.

I can make a gent look silly from here to Johannesburg; he can talk hack at both Lindy's and Reuben's, providing he has a bicycle. Incidentally, I'd take it kindly if the purists didn't grouse about the trick endings I occasionally use in telling my tales. The 50 years of my rag-tag life have been one trick ending after another, and for at least half of those years I've been living in a world where the unusual tsar Wk BUY ROSE'S DIAMOND a I i Th. fr it i 1 1 46rti W. of BWAY CI 6-6500 fcl I SHOWS NIGHTIT elojtd tj I JOHN MURRAY ANDCHSON i -J 7 1 titi f.

4 1 is the usual thing. jK'l-i-" 1 ft Jl 's The 3ds which followed, for reasons best known to no one in particular, kicked up quite a rumpus in this column-heckled town, and a few months later a syndicate man dropped in to see me. "I think 1 can sell your chunks of chitchat to a lot of newspapers," he said. "Sign here." Pil was the first paper to buy my column, and in a matter of weeks people who had never noticed me before thought nothing of walking: all the way across a room to insult me. But I didn't care.

Seeing my stuff in print was like having my back scratched, and a year later when the Herald Tribune took me on, Lana Turner was doing- the scratching. The nicest thing that happened while I was working for Mrs. Ogden Reid and her gracious t-on was the journalistic spitball thrown at me by Joe Stalin's I'ravda, which called me "an illiterate slanderer, a provocateur and a white slaver." This blast by the Commies meant I was calling my shots more accurately than I knew, and it felt better on my ego than a medal from the Columbia School of Journalism. Another thing that tickled me fceet-red and this, of course, is an MODEL T1C0 SENSATIONAL VALUE! when I grab a plot by the tail, it seems only natural to give the tale a twist, and if this twist sometimes comes out like a pretzel, remember I'm a fellow whose literary background is bounded on the north by Kick Carter and on the south by Captain Billy's Whiz Bang. So much for now, but if yon can spare three minutes this Wednesday drop in and I'll tell you a rather touching tale about a famous surgeon and the carousel up in Central Park.

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A pretty brunette clad in a red bathrobe and pink pajamas was found dead today with a butcher knife in her heart. Her estranged hur-band was seized but denied the laying. The body of Myra RuppCnthal Ferry, SO, was found on the biood-f pattered, disordered porch of the liur.penthal home. A knife protruded from her chest and bruises nd cuts marked her forehead. Authorities found Walter Ferry, 5, from whom Myra sought a divorce, reading a magazine at his pa rents' home at Marion, Wis.

He said he had talked to his wife twice by phone last night but had not rem her. by a mental illness, officials said. Sheriff Hugo Baker said Ferry had been brooding over his wife's request for a divorce. Ferry was seen here last night. Baker said, although he had been living with his parents at Marion.

Baker said there was no doubt that "this is murder." A local bartender, Lawrence Retzlaff, told police he overheard Ferry calling his wife from a tavern last night, asking her to meet him there. She refused because she was in her night clothes. When Myra called back, Retzlaff said, Ferry refused to talk to her. Authorities said Myra had been living alone for the last several days while her father, John C. Ruppenthal, was in Milwaukee.

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