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JUL ens PRESS CLIPPING BUREAU Established 1888 LOS ANGELES ?√ß'?√ß=&?· ' San Francisco Portlapf - Seattle m N#/orfc;N. Y. Jm$#itTor JP^ 1,054,265) ms $2.25 iratea I 75c and year. Slews I. 77. Memos^k&out L^V-egas ?╜ .?√ß?√ß -"^?·?·B3ft| As HkO plane approached "The Monte Carlo of the West" **?╜? learned how Carole Lombard died;"There's the mountain peak where sl&yras killed^ sfjud Our neighbor. "If the plane veered just a few hwMired inches^?╟÷i^tepuld never have happened." "TKi^attlebutt^pig: fliers," said the man, "is that Carole must have been up froiiif|abbing with the pilot. He probably wasn't looking as hie explaineajhe. gadgets on the board to heu She was so pretty he probably couldn't stops looking at her. Anyway, most pilots call it Lombard wipe" He told us part oljtKe plane em still be see^JTt's like a dart sticking into the sidejg^jjhe mountain." Part of Carole's lowliness is Bettered around it. "They only founlppart of herPedy," he a&&&ci$pSirily. >?· ^ The Calcutta at the Desert Inn (on the eve hi 'Me Tournament of Golf Champions) Vas a record-Wether, $93,250.-. 4tThe record wimjfo'er $156,00fr" said our guide, "but they sold $115,000 in tickets and we didn't sell tickets this time." The Runyon F4k4 got 10 p.c. p?· that $93,250. Besides $35,000. Lou Walters' floor show (at the Desert Inn) is his Big-Timiest. It will play at his Latiji Quarter on Broadway soon. The DeCastro Sisters head a talented troupe. We wondered why it seemed better than any we had seen. No small-time comics. Just no comics. Period. The land along The Strip (where the swank hotels and spots are) sold for two-bits per aei% 25 cents, twentytfivev years ago. Certain tracts today can get $1;000 per foot. Nobody wants to sell. The swimming pool at the Desert Inn looks like an 8. "The easy 8," reminded a dice-shooter. Las Vegas is located in Paradise Valley but the gambling se't tell visiting colyumists: "We call it Pair-O-Dice Valley." Eddie Bracken, playing the Ramona Room at the Last Frontier,-** (a picturesque, gay place), endeared himself to spectators with this intro via an off-stage voice: "He has been in pictures. He has been on the air. He has been in shows. The greatest has-been in show business." In 1940 Las Vegas had a population of only 8,422. Today it is 36,000. They expect it to be over 45,000 in '55...Seven million tourists visited last year, of which 5-million stayed at least one night. ..Exclusive of gambling and hooching those tourists spent $60,789,270.. .Last year's gross revenue to gaming casinos was 43 million...Total minimum left in Las Vegas during '52: $122,168,642. Although the famed town is best known for its night clubs and jackpot machines, etc., it is the center of one of the largest and most varied recreational areas in the world. Within a radius of 30 miles you can fish in Lake Mead-^-ride in the desert?╟÷go skiing on Mi.. Charleston. :Jj0 -W?║" ' Manager Williams pf the Desert Inn listened patiently to a mild. ' squawk. "A friend of mine lost $9,000 in one hour waiting for me," pouted "a New Yorker. Williams cooed: "We do nearly everything out here to make visitors and customers comfortable. The only thing we don't do is send out invitations." The chuck-wagon (in the swankier gambling places) is the old" fashioned free lunch in high hat, white tie and tails. For $1.50 you may fill your plate with samples of everything on the menu and keep coming back all night for the same buck-fifty. You ain't seen anything '.til you see the loveliest girls from the B'way chorus lines in tight fitting cowgal blouses and pants. Its two newspapers have a big-town way about them. It has disc jockeys all Over the place, too. They make sense. Las Vegas means "The Meadows." It was named by John C. Fremont when that famed General camped here in 1848. It had only two ranches in 1905 when Senator W. A. Clark established a railroad division point. There are 40 churches. More per capita than any city its size in the U. S. There are no-State, sales, income or inheritance taxes.Ja the State of Nevada. The chips you win at the casinos may be cashed at any ofier resort hotel. The massive so& mahogany.'bajpjp the Hotel Last Frontier was hauled overland from San Fraricisji. You can still see the bullet holes in it attesting to the Wild wist. MMsm The Golden Nugget in the down^v^n. area (practically one block 1 The m. * &4S|E*?·f ??Cw?╜ "*?╜ | * get married my hour of the pi^ Nothmg.- pvsons Hip zoom tor the fee.uo^ Nevada,.. ShenM, I* Kalis Ms SSESBB* H,s hcense Capt. E, patrols the area, number is 7-11. \ "Vegas," he said, "is the last place in the world where it isnjjl f against the law to Live!" 7**k.||;. cJilL ens PRES^?½i??PlNG BUREAU ?╟≤Established 1888 t^jJ&PP Angeles BRCttfhd - Seattle Las Vegas, Nev. Morning Sun ?╟≤ ;$<?!& 8,531) m I & #53 ?╟÷Fun in the Sun ~ CALL BQ&fcD By DICK ODESSKY TOWN TALK?╟÷Gloria DeHaven has been signed to appear with Joe E. Lewis when he reopens at El Rancho, following Gordon MacRae. Joe isn't real happy about coming in when he, does, cause, "the track won't be bpen by then." . . . Stan Irwin, just back from L. A., where he watched Christine Jorgensen's show at Orpheum. Says Stan, "Christene's a very nice person." That's all he had to say about her, or him, or it. Incidentally, Stan appeared on the Queen For a Day radio show after seeing Miss J., and was reportedly quite pleased with seeing ""r"?Σ≤Q" " Queen chosen that day is due in today for mm~^&, celebrating Helldorado. <JG 91?╟÷Talull# Bankhead Cwn, looking ovfe town and Eldorado, beforaT opening gands-J^ednesdap Everyone at pipa is loojfng forward to ' Talu's show^jjpth great expectation . . . Jftrolina Cotton will take timejpit today to appear . at NellisJur Base hospital. That little j0i is great when it comes dohjrbenefits. She also wanted ____ visit Variety School for Handi- ""capped Children, but the young- I gters were busy with their entry I in kiddies Parade, which has I been rescheduled for 11 this morn- I ing . . . Funning in the sun?╟÷ I Jules Passin, owner of Chicago's I "Time Out" restaurant. Jules is I overwhelmed with activity in [ our town, says "We'd be happy [ with your 5 a.m. business during I Oftpousiest hours. Don't people I &J{_-$? to sleep in this town?" I Shallr ^3tell him? . . . Just a I littlefj^e for Marie?╟÷Please say I yes to Rocky, so he can get his j mind back on his singing . . . j Sahar&fs show at Desert Rock, I washed out yesterday. Plans are I being made nOw, for troupe to jj "close" the camp wtnshow next I week. A big thankmyou should | be extended to all hotels for their cooperation in- -putting on the I shops for the G.f.'s who are stuck out in that "hell-hole." | Many entertainers have returned 1 from shows at tft&Rock and said ; that's the plagig^ji&ey'd like to ; see their worst ef>*ihy. Army engineers and AR^^pScials must I haallrlooked fair' a^Kwide before losing their base at the Rock. * * * - J3&VERING THE SPOTS ?╟÷ Talking with Joe E. Lewis last night, I learned |hat a gent who's now in business*in our town, gayemGuy Lombardo his first break. Joes says that Al Quad- bach, w?║^now owns the "Little Casino," had a Club in Chicago many ye^rs ago, and. while Joe wag ?╟?.ptef|||g another cafe, Al ! asked h!S||?║to break his contract to appealfptt his, pjaeo^ so he L Wouldn't have to take "Somej hick with a band. I. think hisV j name's Lumbago or something.' Joe said he couldn't walk out on| [ his employer and Quadbach was "stuck" with Guy Lombardo . . . Jan Murray and Toni Arden will bow in at Sahara, comes Tuesday, following Eddy Arnold's highly successful engagement. Eddy leaves, but there will be another western singer to take jhis place. Jimmy Wakely will open with Margaret Whiting, Monday at Hotel Last Frontier. That leaves us with a total of four Helldorado-styled shows on 91?╟÷Sons of the Pioneers and Rex Allen at The Thunderbird, John Payne, at Flamingo, and Margaret Whiting-Jimmy Wakely at Last Frontier. Carolina Cotton is also adding to western mood, in 1 a.m. show at Silver Slipper . . . Winners in Liberace's piano contest will be announced within couple of days, probably in Monday column. ALL AROUND THE ?╟÷Benny Short talking with his former boss Cee Davidson about the finer points of ping pong said, "Not only did I get 19 points from the Nevada State Ping Pong champion, but I also whipped the | gal who ranked second in the ] state of Illinois." You guessed it1 Benny challenged Cee to a three- game.tournament and?╟÷Cee won j two out of three. Benny's only retort, "Well, Cee, I guess you played with much better women j than I did in Chicago." Tennis anyone ?? . . . See you all atj Nellis today, for Armed Forces Day, and then downtown for parade this afternoon. * . * * It stands to reason, according! ,to Pat Crowley, that a Hollywood! actress is apt to lead a pretty ex-j citing life, and she has no inten-j tion of making anyone believe! Otherwise. | "If I had my way about it,"[, said Pat, who makes her screen! ffebut in Paramount's "Forever! Female," with Ginger Rogers and $j?illiam Holden, "no one will tag! the as 'the girl next door.' "I've asked not to be publl-j jized as the wholesome young kid j a man would like to take home | to mother. I'd much rather bel known as the type hers^j||raid ttfl introduce to father." San Francisco Portland - Seattle Los Argi!fe$^- (Cir^t^.OOSl V Paul VXoaf Siv Well, Medium and RARE HtGH-LjUO^IN HOtL^drpOD DiyiSHJjjp) mi , Ju|ie 1?╟÷Jjt was np0t at A |ay, erj|wd frmged feel okay?" he n the tlie :hed outf^n a bSj?║c them. ':JsJteii&lit le .lifeguard watehednint isily for a while. TheiiSfi^ walked over. . ^S??. "Beg your pardon, 0mw'&?- he said. I shielded my eyes f^njle' burning sun and looked up^at him, " S "Yeah?" "Yon asked. "Why?" ____^ He shifted from one foot to the other. "Nothing, mister," he murmured uncom- |fortablliv"Onry I and the guests around here thought it was kind of strange." "Wli-at was kind of strange?" I demanded. "For yeu to be lounging around the pool -in a tuxedo." "Son," I told him sadly, "there's a story goes iwith it." He sat down. "I Just knew there would foe," he said. "But I don't want to burden you with it, son." "That's all right, mister," he assured me. "Maybe you'll feel better if you talk about it." I sighed, patted the faded petals of the carnation in my lapel and lit a cigarette. "It might never have happened," I began, "except that 1 love Lucy." "Sir?" he-asked. "I don't think I follow you." "You will, son. You will. The whole thing started at a.'formal dinner party given by Dorothy and Harry Jameson. The ones that just got de-jeweled. ?╜&t'' ?√ß W THEN IT HAPPENED "The guests were Lucille Ball, Desi Arnaz, Spike Jones and his wife, Louella Parsons, Buddy' Rogers, the Vic Orsattis and the John Carrolls. "About the time we were ready to break up, somebody mentioned Las Vegas. And Lucille Ball said how she'd love to go there sometime. Then Desi said: 'You mean dot, honee?'" The lifeguard shook his head -admiringly. **Say,M he teld *??e, "you sound just like hiin." "Thanks," I replied. "Well, Lucy said she did mean it and Desi said: 'Lez all go. Ri' now.' "John Carroll slammed his palm on the table and said he thought it was a helluv'-n idea. But his wife?╟÷3 "What'd his wife ^y?w^^~J*T "She said it was almost 3 o'clock in the morniag and he had laryngitis and not to be silly. They were going home." "WhatM eld John say to that?" "He said he didn't/iai5Bi;^was still a hellav'n idea." "And what happened?^- the lifeguard wanted to knew. "They went home.** I took a deep breath and continued: "But you ?√ßknow how it is with the rest of us?╟÷anything ifor laughs." "Sure," he said. "I know you Hollywood guys. Real madcaps." .1^%' , "Yoa might say,** I admitted modestly. "WeB,. anyway," I went on, "Desi said if Lucy wanted to see Las Vegas, she was gonna see it. Then you know what he did?" ."What?" . | : "Her Chartered a DC-3." The lifeguard whistled through his teeth. "That's the way to Jive," he marveled. "And you all went along?" "Had to. Couldn't leave hiniTwith a whole empty airplane on his hands. Got here just a little while ago." "Boy,*' the lifeguard said, "just like you read mahout in the fan magazines. And now that you're here, what're you gonna do?" ' I yawned. "Wart for ^ tail wind," I told him, "and go home to bed." lllllljlj