"Names make news." Last week these names made this news:

Into a Manhattan public bath walked Dr. Herman Baruch, brother of Bernard Mannes Baruch. Then he walked out and told newshawks: "When I got away, I picked two cooties off my coat sleeves." In the next few weeks Brother Herman will inspect more public baths and swimming pools in Manhattan, draw up a report on them tor Brother Bernard. When he returns from taking his cure at Vichy, Brother Bernard in turn will report to Mayor LaGuardia on the need for more baths. Brother Herman explained: "I've been interested in public baths for many years because my father, Dr. Simon Baruch, established the first one in Manhattan, and Bernard is equally interested. . . . Much of the trouble with these public baths, I fear, is due to the kind of people who, in the nature of things, patronize them."

Angered because his son's brain had not been put back after an autopsy, John Dillinger Sr. got a permit to disinter the body from its Indianapolis grave, threatened to prosecute Cook County (Ill.) authorities. To appease him a Chicago coroner's toxicologist quickly announced that he had examined the brain and destroyed it, all in accordance with State law. His findings: no evidence of insanity.

Manhattan's Paleontologist Henry Fairfield Osborn, 77, honorary president of the American Museum of Natural History, sailed for Europe with two grand daughters, announcing that he intended to take up the study of music. Frederick Bertrand Robinson, president of the College of the City of New York, who boasts, "I start something new each year," returned from a trip to Europe as a member of the crew of a Norwegian freighter. Said he: "It was the happiest 16 days I ever spent."

Julius Rosenwald 2nd, grandson of Sears, Roebuck's late board chairman, reported to Sears' Seattle branch, ready to begin work as a clerk. Asked about the business, he protested: "Say, I'm just a kid that's starting from the bottom. I'm going to start learning something about it tomorrow. I'd start today but I've got hay fever."

Field Marshal Sir Edmund Henry Hynman Allenby, Viscount Allenby, stiff, soldierly hero of Palestine, reached Quebec bound for a reunion with Canadian War comrades at Toronto. Asked about another war, Lord Allenby pronounced: "The situation is like a number of small boys calling one another names across the street. One says, 'You come on over and fight in my yard.' The other says, 'You come on over and fight in mine.' The result, of course, is that nobody fights."

"I'm probably the privatest citizen you ever saw," announced California's Senator William Gibbs McAdoo as he sailed from Manhattan to find some "excitement" in Europe. ". . . There is no excitement in Congress. It's just work. Congress is a chain gang." A fellow passenger came up and slapped him on the back. "Who's that man?" demanded Senator McAdoo as the other walked off. "It's a good thing I didn't meet him when I had my carbuncle."

In Chicago "Buzzie" and "Sistie" Ball, grandchildren of President Roosevelt, said good-by for two weeks to their mother, Mrs. Anna Roosevelt Dall. With a nurse and a secret service agent they went down a railroad platform to meet their father, Curtis Bean Dall. With "Popsie" they saw the World's Fair, ate double chocolate ice cream cones, got their hair cut. Said "Sistie": "I don't like braids. They fall in my soup."

The California Academy of Sciences made Herbert Hoover its first vice president. Citizen Hoover has just finished the manuscript of a book, to be called The Challenge to Liberty. Two installments of it will appear in the Saturday Evening Post during September.

At Allahabad, India, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department sent a native detective to find out where Mahatma Gandhi gets his funds. The detective spied on Gandhi, reported: "The Mahatma called to him a woman from the crowd, asked what she intended to do with such beautiful pearl earrings. While talking he gently removed them and then auctioned them off. . . . Thus does the Mahatma replenish his cash box, Sahib."

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