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Bernhard, who pilots his own plane, recently toured Scandinavia with Juliana ("Lula" to him) to thank the ruling houses for the relief sent Holland. The Danes gave Bernhard and Juliana the prized Order of the Elephant. Grateful but rueful, Bernhard commented privately: "There are two kinds of decorations-those for valor and those for banqueting; I get all the eating decorations." Wilhelmina, who used to disapprove of Bernhard's prewar frivolity (he even drank cocktails on Sunday) now thinks so much of him that she lets him smoke in her dining room...
Impromptu. But at the last minute a few white ladies changed their minds about being aloof. Led by Y.W.C.A. Secretary Mrs. Lula Carr, they met the First Lady at the train, arranged a luncheon, took her to see the Cannon textile mills 18 miles away, had Towel-Maker Charles Cannon explain how he treats 16,000 workers. Impressed, Mrs. Roosevelt nodded "My Day" approval in a way that would wound many a union man and flabbergast Columnist Westbrook Pegler: "In view of all this, which seems to meet high union standards, I was surprised to find that the mill...
...since intermarried, send their dead to Mr. Bond, have him keep the bodies until April 28 each year. Then they assemble for a mass burial. Last week, day before registration, Mr. Bond received and stored the body of an Irish Trader, "a young man named Carroll," aged 21, from Lula...
...Lula Horgos was a gawky, lonely twelve-year-old who lived in a seedy brownstone front on Manhattan's West Side. Her father, a spiritualist, called her Dik-Dik (after the royal Abyssinian antelope). Neighbor kids called her Spooky Sloppy Lula. One day Dik-Dik saw a solemn, horse-faced young man coming down the street-the answer to a maiden's seance. Lula charged, threw her arms around his waist. "I'm Dik-Dik," she said. The stranger, who hailed from South Brooklyn, had a "heart as clean as a baby's," was the fourth...
Last week, in The Hill Between, Playwright Vollmer told of the mountain boy who went to the city, got lost between two worlds. As he puts it: "A man spends his youth dreaming out, and all the rest of his life dreaming back." Lula Vollmer ruined her theme by implying that all folk ways are wholesome, all city ways evil. The square dance in Act II is jolly enough. The gunshot in Act III is a little too jolly...