"Names make news." Last week the following names made the following news:

In Los Angeles Enrico Caruso Jr., 26, loud, barrel-chested son of the late great tenor, is taking singing lessons. His instructor: Adolfo de la Huerta, onetime Provisional President of Mexico. Said Junior Caruso: "I never believed I could reflect credit on [my father's] memory. But I feel now that I can. . . . Dad told me: 'The cemeteries are full of tenors who tried to sing Othello.' I want to sing that one best of all. . . . That would make Dad proud!"

To the Hollywood studio of Cinecomedian Buster Keaton, husband of Sister Natalie Talmadge, went onetime Cinemactress Kathleen Key. They squabbled over money matters. Soon Miss Key was dragged screaming from the room by two policemen. Keaton, with a bruised and abraded face, told flocking newshawks: "She completely wrecked my dressing-room! She clawed me and scratched and tore my clothes! She manhandled me something awful!"

The old Wykagyl Country Club at New Rochelle, N. Y., famed as the setting of many a golf cartoon by the late Clare A, Briggs ("When a Feller Needs a Friend") and adjoining his favorite course, caught fire and burned to the ground. Six resident guests and a few clerks escaped. The new, modern clubhouse separated from the old by a swimming pool was undamaged.

Hostess Belle Livingstone of Manhattan's "Fifty-Eighth Street Country Club" (TIME, Nov. 10 et seq.) was taken again to federal court and found guilty of con tempt for having violated a personal in junction restraining her from liquor dealing. The defeated defense counsel maintained that Miss Livingstone did not own the Club, was there as paid hostess only in order to gather material for her forthcoming work, With Livingstone in Darkest America. The judge sentenced her to 30 days in Harlem Prison, to which she was conducted by press & police forthwith. One newshawk reported the warden as greeting her: "Miss Livingstone, I presume?"*

Under the direction of Major Domo Angelo, The Fifty-Eighth Street Country Club continued business as usual.

While Fisticuffer Max Schmeling, "heavyweight champion of the world," was talking with a group of friends in the Commodore Hotel Lobby in Manhattan, a slight, 19-year-old boy approached him. thrust out a paper and said: "Here's a summons for you." Then he dropped the paper at the fighter's feet. What happened then is told by him in a legal deposition: "Schmeling. his face working in anger, yelled at the top of his voice and then . . . grabbed the seat of my trousers and violently rushed me to the stairway, shaking me in all directions as he did so. ... [There he] violently and outrageously battered me and lifted me bodily and hurled me down the 25 marble steps."

The boy was one James Rahl; he was serving a process in a fight-promoter's suit for some of Schmeling's winnings, a suit later dropped. But James Rahl's father had Fighter Schmeling arrested while he was playing golf on a New Jersey course, charging assault and asking $35,000 damages.

Explaining why the Post Office Department could not follow its intention of issuing stamps illustrating George Washington at significant stages in his life (in connection with the 200th birthday anniversary celebration), Postmaster General Walter Folger Brown said: "The collected portraits of Washington bore too little family resemblance. One of them looked like John Jacob Raskob!"

Marion Hollins, onetime U. S. women's golf champion, went to Agua Caliente, Mexico, where the racehorse Nevada Queen had been attracting attention on the track, bought the horse from its breeder, Wild Horse Charlie Farrell, for $15,000.

Summoned among other talesmen for a Federal jury to try a mail fraud case in Manhattan, John Davison Rockefeller III, 24, was asked if he did not want to be excused; that it could be arranged. Said he: "I believe that any one summoned for jury duty should serve if he can." When defense attorneys asked the talesman: "Is any person connected with any of your families a member of the New York Stock Exchange?" he raised his hand and revealed what few persons know: "My grandfather is a member." Because the grandfather does not trade actively, the grandson was accepted as No. 2 juryman.

At the opening of a gambling casino (boasting "the largest bar in the world"; at Chile's famed seaside resort Vina del Mar,* the mayor of the town cried: "It was due to the personal interest and initiative of President Carlos Ibanez himself that Congress passed the special law enabling us to have games of roulette and baccarat." Observers commented on the fact that dictators like President Ibanez. Primo de Rivera and Prime Minister Mussolini nearly always encourage roulette, while republican governments outlaw it.

No sooner had Mrs, John Brooks .Henderson, 90, relict of Missouri's Senator, offered her Washington mansion to the Vice Presidents of the U. S. (TIME, Feb. 9) than her granddaughter, Mrs. Beatrice ("Trixie") Van Rensselaer Henderson Wholean, filed suit to prevent the gift, contending that her grandmother was not mentally responsible. Forthwith Mrs. Henderson announced that Mrs. Wholean was not her granddaughter at all, but a foundling; because of the suit she would cut the foundling off in her will. News hawks dug up this strange story:

Mrs. John Brooks Henderson Jr. had to produce an heir for her Senator father-in-law in order to receive a $600,000 trust fund. For several months she put padding inside her clothes. Then she adopted Trixie from an orphan asylum, collected the $600,000. The Senator died without being aware of the deception. In 1923, however, an aged family retainer grew wroth with Mrs. Wholean and told the secret to Mrs. Henderson Sr. He had witnessed the reception of the child in the Henderson Jr. home. Last week District of Columbia Supreme Court papers were produced to show that Mrs. Henderson Sr. had formally adopted Trixie as her own daughter in 1924, but this she promptly denied. She had her attorneys and physicians declare her "entirely competent" to make any gift she pleased to the U. S.

*When Explorer Sir Henry Morton Stanley, commissioned by Publisher James Gordon Bennett Jr. to find Explorer David Livingstone, at last found him at Ujiji, Africa on Nov. 10, 1871, he greeted him with British reserve: "Dr. Livingstone, I believe?"

*Not to be confused with Novelist Vina Delmar (Bad Girl), wife of Actor Eugene Delmar.

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