Like most newsmen trained in fidelity to fact, newcomer Scripps-Howard Columnist Robert C. Ruark has long looked with amused incredulity at the ingenious, highly imaginative product of a money-making little tribe: the Broadway columnists. Last week, with a column to do it in, he gave his own parodic version of what thousands read under the impression that they are getting the inside dope, hot from Lindy's and the Stork Club:
"Get Cap Krug to tell you what he said to John L. Lewis. . . . The international set buzzing over what a headwaiter told the Duke of Windsor. . . ....
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