Another panel you'll never see in the legacy sitcom version of "Peanuts."
Dog's Day in the Sun
Inasmuch as the subject was brought up here, it's only fair that we have a final report on Glenn Shahan's miniature schnauzer, Henry. It may be recalled that Henry developed a persistent hacking cough and a veterinarian said the only thing was to send him to Palm Springs for a week in the dry sunshine. The pooch, not Glenn -- he can't afford it.
While there Henry lounged around in a plush Doggie Dude ranch, presumably with swimming pool and chuck wagon chow. As a result of mention here he received three hand-knit sweaters, a car coat, a parka, an Ivy League cap, several boxes of dog candy and a flock of get-well cards. Furthermore, he flew back from Palm Springs, his health recovered.
He also acquired a furtive look and Glenn suspects he is secretly planning another cough so he can go to Acapulco next time. Take Glenn's word for it, he's only going one place -- back to obscurity.
THE controversy over the Pasadena art find reminded Jeff Davis of a classic story heard in art circles.
Just before WWII a South American millionaire bought a Titian in Italy for a high price. Fearing the broker would tip off government officials and he wouldn't be able to get it out of the country, he hired an artist to do a portrait of Mussolini over the Titian and he got it through without trouble.
When it arrived in South America the owner hired an expert to remove the Mussolini portrait. He did so, then scraped off a little of the Titian preparatory to restoring it. Underneath he found another portrait of Mussolini.
Seven radiant maidens
vying for Rose Queen-
Lovelier contestants seldom
have been seen.
Good thing I'm not judging
or they all would ween!
A PUBLICIST who is on all sorts of mailing lists received an invitation the other day to a $100-a-plate dinner in January. He happens to be unemployed at the moment and any thought of attending it is out of the question. But he was fascinated by its note of urgency. "Better hurry," it concluded, "first come, first served."
FURTHER PROOF that school teachers watch over their little ones in more ways than parents suspect was contained in this note, printed in huge letters, which Craig Atterbury, 6, brought home: "Dear Mother: I was not a good citizen today at school. I walked under the slide, I bothered four children and I ran through Miss Rattray's game circle."
THEN THERE WAS the letter Kimberly Clement, 5, brought home from her kindergarten teacher, Toni Criley, at Silver Spur school in Rolling Hills, titled "Teacher Observations": "Kimberly is a happy, well-adjusted girl who co-operates cheerfully with others. She is a good worker, finishing every project she starts. She speaks clearly and distinctly. She learns easily and enjoys using the concepts and words which she has learned. However, she sometimes seems to daydream during class and thus misses some of the things which are said."
ON THE EVE of another football week end let us unleash two inescapable thoughts which seem to permeate a topsy-turvy season:
1. All football is dull when your team loses.
2. Gloating is what the opposition does, never you.
AT RANDOM -- When a sporting postman on a Hollywood beat delivers a postage-due letter to recipients with gambling instincts, they flip a coin -- double or nothing . . . Pictorially and dramatically the $15 million movie "Ben-Hur" is magnificent. But it does get gory here and there. In fact, after the press review one gal remarked, "No wonder the price of ketchup went up!" . . . A pleasant gentleman sat down at deputy registrar Bernard Wiener's table in front of a market at Sepulveda Blvd. and Devonshire and said he had changed his residence and wanted to re-register. After he'd gone, a bell rang for Wiener. It was Ken Maynard, his boyhood idol. He regrets he didn't express his admiration.