"Names make news." Last week these names made this news: On his new 80-acre farm near Broken Bow, Oklahoma's onetime Governor William Henry ("Alfalfa Bill") Murray roused himself from a night's sleep on the cabin floor, cooked breakfast over a fire in the front yard, shambled unrecognized into the village store and bought some groceries. Snarled the storekeeper: "One dollar and sixty-five cents--and three cents for the sales tax that that goddam Governor Murray put on the poor man's grub." When indignant citizens stormed Little Rock demanding a special session of the Legislature to repeal Arkansas' new 2% sales tax, Governor Junius Marion Futrell fled to Hot Springs, hopped into a steam bath, cried: "It's cooler in this box than it was at the Capitol."

Since Primo Carnera lost the world's heavyweight boxing championship, Italy has been pleased to insult him even more consistently than his detractors in the U. S. When Carnera playfully suggested that he must have been drugged before the fight in which he was a brave loser to Negro Joe Louis last June, the Italian Boxing Federation ordered him to stop talking about the bout. When Carnera applied for a passport to return to the U. S.. Achille ("Pantherman") Starace, Secretary General of the Fascist Party, ordered it canceled. Reason: "Carnera's showing is a dishonor to Fascist sport."

Nonplussed Paris dinner guests of Mrs. Laurence Vincent Benet, U. S. wife of the Managing Director of La Societe Hotchkiss et Cie. (machine guns), aunt-in-law of the Poets Benet, reported that between cocktails and soup Hostess Benet served each female guest with a cotton puff on a silver waiter and a brief note: "Please dispose of your lipstick. ... I love and value my linen."

Readers of Airwoman know that the Betsey Barton, who edits a monthly page called "Cloud Club," is the pretty, 16-year-old daughter of gladsome Adman Bruce Barton. Last summer an automobile accident bedded Daughter Betsey in her Manhattan home with a broken back. Propped up in bed with pillows, spunky Editor Barton gathers chit-chat from correspondents, types it out with her father's breeziness, more flippancy. Well enough last week to be wheeled out to a cinema, she said: "I want to try my darnedest to get more people, especially young women, interested in aviation. ... It is infinitely safer traveling than by automobile."

Charles Wurts, Philadelphia broker, wrote Texas' Senator Tom Connally: "It is my fervent hope that your favorable vote for the Public Utilities Holding Company Bill will result in your losing your seat in the Senate." Replied Senator Connally: "I have your intimidating letter. ... I am wholly indifferent to your coarse impertinence and presumption."

In Washington James Knox Polk II, 33, great-great-grandnephew of the eleventh U. S. President, applied for a hack-driver's license.

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