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

Leon Trotsky was reported walking around Wall Street.

When Ruth Bryan Owen, gracious U. S. Minister to Denmark, expressed a desire to come home by way of Greenland, the Danish Government insisted that she travel as its guest. The Danish Premier saw her off at the boat and the Danish administrator for Greenland escorted her to his territory. Mrs. Owen suggested that perhaps a U. S. Coast Guard boat on ice patrol could take her from Greenland to the U. S. The State Department, knowing full well that the ice patrol ended in August, presented her request to the Treasury. No man to refuse his country's only woman Minister is Secretary Morgenthau. The Champlain, fastest patrol boat on the New Jersey coast, was ordered to take on an oceanographer, proceed to Greenland on a "scientific cruise," get back as fast as it could. But the Champlain could not get back in time to answer the SOS of the liner Morro Castle, save Madam Minister Owen and her benefactor the embarrassment of explaining to Delaware's Republican Senator Hastings why "the gem of the Coast Guard fleet was taken from its regular station near the scene of the disaster and sent on a needless junket."

Since he flew to Europe in 1927 as the first transatlantic airplane passenger, bald, erratic Charles A. Levine has been ar rested for counterfeiting, pledging stolen stock and sidewalk brawling; broken a leg; had four street accidents; lost the fortune he made in Wartime junk by speculation, his wife by divorce and his good friend Mabel ("Queen of Diamonds") Boll by marriage. To end his string of failures, Flier Levine turned on the gas jets of a Brooklyn kitchen. Forty minutes later a rescue squad informed him that his suicide had failed.

Lord Horder of Ashford, Physician to the Prince of Wales and to Prime Minister MacDonald, received a call so urgent that he canceled a radio talk, sped out to Croydon just in time to catch the night plane across the Channel. Next morning, close on the heels of his colleague, Lord Dawson of Penn, the King's own doctor, roared away from London in a chartered plane. At a bedside in Paris Britain's royal physicians met, consulted, pronounced Mrs. Margaret Shenberg Mayer, wife of U. S. Cinemagnate Louis Burt Mayer, ill of double pneumonia.

In the summer of 1933 rich, studious Thomas Sovereign Gates, who gave up a Morgan partnership to become president of the University of Pennsylvania, sent his husky post-debutante daughter to a dude ranch in Wyoming. The rancher said he had orders to see that she got everything she wanted except money. After one year on the ranch,. Virginia Ewing Gates left a cowhand holding her horse, hiked off. Announced her father, positively: "She is motoring home." Last week, clad in white slacks and a man's shirt, Daughter Virginia hitchhiked into Boise, Idaho, with one Dan McCafferty, onetime wrestler, mechanic and taxi driver. Her story:

"It was nice at the ranch but I got tired of it, so I just left. . . . Then I met Danny. We were both without money at the time and we were both hitchhiking. Here in Boise we decided to get married. I'm the happiest girl in the world."

Father Gates: "Regardless of their wishes to be self-supporting I shall send them a monthly allowance."

Son-in-law McCafferty: "Well, we are not broke any more."

Said Mrs. Upton Sinclair, wife of the Democratic nominee for Governor of California: "I don't think that just because a man is nominated or elected to office his family should step into the spotlight too.''

Under Secretary of Agriculture Rexford Guy Tugwell and Assistant to the Secretary Paul Henson Appleby sailed from Manhattan to attend the meetings of the International Agricultural Institute in Rome. Secretary Tugwell locked his cabin door, leaving Secretary Appleby outside to explain: "He is not snooty but there was a lot of last minute work he had to do. . . . Neither the President nor Secretary Wallace had any hand in pushing this trip to Europe. . . . Neither of us has resigned nor is going to be 'kicked out,' at least for anything we have done so far. . . . This trip is not New Deal stuff, it is in the interests of scientific agriculture." For Brain Truster Tugwell's furtive departure President Roosevelt at Hyde Park had a different explanation: process servers were looking for him in a suit filed against the Department of Agriculture.

Said the Detroit Tigers' strapping Pitcher Lynwood ("Schoolboy") Rowe: "Hello, Maw!" Said Mrs. Ruby Rowe McGlothin: "If you ever call me 'Maw' again, I'll whip you sure."

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