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

Hair bedraggled, shoes unbuttoned, trousers unbelted, wild-eyed in a mauve pajama jacket, Morris Gest, theatre man (The Miracle), arrived in Denver in an automobile. Near Stratton, Col., a Chicago, Rock Island & Pacific train on which he was riding had plunged through a trestle into a flooded creek. Ten persons had drowned. Showman Gest described the accident repeatedly, volubly to newsgatherers : how the cars had rolled over on their sides in the water; how he, asleep, tad had a "rude" awakening; how he grabbed in-the dark, caught his watch-chain hanging from the upper berth, bashed through the window, clambered out.

He exclaimed: "Think of it! In New York they call me a crazy Russian. . . . But I had complete control of myself. ... I seemed to be observing a drama rather than acting in it.

"A terrible experience. Much worse than when I was going down to St. Moritz to see Mary Garden and had an automobile accident. . . . Much worse than when I was getting out of Russia during the Revolution. . . . Worse than anything.*

"I looked around and called for Abie. Abie is my $150-a-week New York office boy. He's worth it! ... Abie started to look around and found an old woman, thrown out of her berth, completely nude. Abie saved her, led her up to the bank. She went along quietly. Not a bit of hysteria, embarrassingly nude as she was. Her calm was wonderful!"

Henry Ford drew a check lately--the first he had signed personally in about five years--for 2-c-. He gave it to a man who had helped him buy a postage stamp. C. Walter Randall, Manhattan attorney, last week called attention to Section 293 of the U. S. Code, passed by Congress the snowy day President Taft was inaugurated, saying: "No person shall make, issue, circulate or pay out any note, check, memorandum, token or other obligation for a less sum than $1, intended to circulate as money or to be received or used in lieu of lawful money of the United States; and every person so offending shall be fined not more than $500, imprisoned not more than six months or both."

Amused, Hugh Gordon Miller, another Manhattan attorney, produced a check for 5 cents, made out to him by the U.S. Treasury Department.

Harvey Samuel Firestone, Tire tycoon, figured in two days' headlines as follows: (first day) HARVEY S. FIRESTONE ILL WITH PNEUMONIA; (second day) FIRESTONE BETTER . . . PNEUMONIA AVERTED.

George S. Parker, of Janesville, Wis.> maker of fountain pens in six colors, offered all farmers in six townships surrounding his home 12 1/2% of the cost of painting their barns, provided they would not use red. Said he: "The average farmer's barn is an eyesore. The red paint is monotonous."

Rockwell Kent, artist, cruising the North with two 22-year-old companions on the 33-ft. sailing yacht Direction, in search of desolate scenes to paint, escaped with them uninjured when the Direction crashed on rocks near Godthaab, Greenland.

Prince Ibrahim of Egypt and a score of guests, including three women, swam about in nightclothes until rescued after the royal yacht Nazperwer (Beautiful Lady) had struck a rock off the foggy Norwegian coast near Trondhjem and sunk in eight minutes.

Fred Warren Green, Governor of Michigan, flew to the horse races at Kalamazoo with a friend for pilot. Landing on the track, the plane hit a rut, was pitched on its nose in front of 7,000 Michiganders. Governor Green & friend climbed out unhurt.

Alfonso XIII, King of Spain, left his cigarets and matches at a Londonderry colliery pit mouth, put on overalls, descended torch in hand to the lowest coal seam. Said he to the miners: "I was born a monarch not because I chose to be but because it had to be. It is as necessary for me to work as it is for any other man. Your Prince of Wales and I are workers."

Maurice Rostand, French author, lost a suit for plagiarism against the producers of a film The Little Match Seller which he claimed was a copy of a play he and his mother had made out of the late Hans Andersen's The Little Girl and the Matches. Besides refusing his claim, the court ordered him to pay $4,000 damages to the film producers, $600 damages to the theatre which withdrew the film when he filed his suit.

Cyril Tolley, British amateur golf champion, contended that an advertisement containing a caricature of him making "a poor stroke before a smiling caddy with a packet of a well-known brand of chocolates protruding from his pocket," was an aspersion on his amateur status. J. S. Fry Sons, Ltd., the chocolate makers, replied that Cabinet ministers (and Charles Spencer Chaplin) had been shown in the same series and had not sued. Golfer Tolley retorted: "Cabinet ministers are professionals." The Court agreed, awarded him $5,000 damages. This verdict encouraged attorneys for Helen Wills, who protested the use of her picture, without consent, in some British patent medicine advertisements.

William Fox, cineman, was hurrying out Long Island to keep golf appointment with Cinemen Adolph Zukor (Par-amount-Famous-Lasky) and Nicholas Schenck (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer), and Cinemactor Thomas Meighan, when his Rolls-Royce collided with a car driven by a Miss Dorothy Kane, overturned, killed the Fox chauffeur, injured Cineman Fox badly. A blood transfusion (one pint) was administered.

David Robertson Forgan, "Dean of Chicago Bankers" (Vice Chairman of National Bank of the Republic) last week addressed the Rotary Club of St. Andrews, Scotland, where he was born 67 years ago. In accents from which 40 years in the Midwest have not yet rasped the St. Andrews burr,* he said: "If England went to war tomorrow, she could borrow as much money as she wanted. France could not raise a dollar."

* Last year Showman Gest, stick in hand, clambered out of a window from the wreck of a Rome-Paris express in which 15 persons died.

* Seven years ago, while he was still founder-president of the since-merged National City Bank of Chicago, Scot Forgan was approached by two young men about to start a new business. They wanted him to buy some of their stock at $25 the share. Looking down his straight strong nose, Banker Forgan declared he could buy no stock. Said he: "I'm just a poor mon and I wor-rk for a sollery."