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...news," has become as much of a celebrity as many of the people he interviews. Once when he complained "how difficult it is to get into the Savoy in a dinner jacket borrowed from a waiter," one of his readers sent him a hand-me-down tuxedo which he still wears ("It's getting a little tight under the arms"). He drops names as easily as he gulps an outsize portion of pâte de foie gras. "We had lunch recently with the . . . Aga Khan," writes Buchwald. "His Highness told us he eats only one meal...
Married. Archduke Rudolph, 34, Swiss-born youngest son of the late exiled Habsburg Emperor Charles I of Austria (1887-1922) and Wall Street junior executive; and Xenia Czernichev-Besobrasov, 24, Smith-educated daughter of an exiled czarist count; in Tuxedo Park...
Lawrence D. Brownell, Philadelphia, Pa.; Charles F. Elliott, Belmont, Mass.; Guy Paschal, New York, N. Y.; John D. Rauh, Cincinnati, Ohio; Steven Sonnabend, Brookline, Mass.; Alexander H. Tomes, Tuxedo Park, N. Y.; Charles W. Uufford, Jr., Haverford, Pa.; John G. Ward, Short Hills, N. Y.; David Watts, Sharon, Mass.; William R. Wister, Jr., Oldwich, N. J.; Arthur O. Stein, Plain field...
...mixer for the House staff and undergraduates. The few traditions and ceremonies that the Table does have were designed by Coolidge to ward off pompousness and keep the atmosphere easy and friendly. Thus, alert to the malaise that accompanies the combination of a heavy meal, a discourse, and a tuxedo, he expressly banished any after-dinner orations. And Elliott Perkins, the present Master, follows the old Arabic custom of taking salt with one's friends; he passes around the table a large silver urn, the gift of Coolidge. The salt is no personal eccentricity of Perkins'; it takes the place...
...afternoon before the Yale game, Pumley all but leapt off the Massachusetts Avenue bridge. He had been in high spirits the week before--his girl was coming in from Smith, his tuxedo was in shape, his tickets were high on the forty. But when he tried to find a place for her to stay, he came to grief. At hotels and tourist homes in Boston and around the Square, he either got brush-offs or exorbitant prices. When the hour of her arrival at South Station found him with nothing better for her than a park bench, Pumley was thinking...