A pack of women running after Cinemactor Spencer Tracy on a platform in London's Waterloo Station knocked Arturo Toscanini flat.

To the New York State Tax Department it was reported that the estate (once appraised at $1,757,572) of mysteriously murdered Gambler Arnold Rothstein is now insolvent. Added the tax report: "The assets of this estate were not marketable assets . . . but were peculiar, due to the odd business interests of the decedent."

Visiting a garden dedicated to the memory of George V, Queen Mary, the Queen Mother, genteelly prodded some ivy with her umbrella, vowed: "If I had a pair of secateurs [pruning shears], I would cut it off now. ... If I come next year and it's still there, I will clip it off." "Her Majesty," translated a lady-in-waiting, "doesn't like ivy."

Requested to explain cosmic rays in a five-minute speech at the New York World's Fair illumination ceremony, Physicist Albert Einstein objected strenuously that a whole volume would not be enough, finally made a stab at it in 700 words.

Sexpert Dr. Marie (Married Love) Stopes, 57, published a book of verse, Love Songs for Young Lovers, which impressed George Bernard Shaw ("You are a poet all right. It can't be helped") and Laureate John Masefield ("I hope you will write more poems like We Burn"). Of herself she said: "Like 'A. E.' and like Housman, I write poetry only when I am in a special state of excitation."

For her best-selling novel, The Yearling, plump Marjorie Kinnan Rowlings was awarded this year's Pulitzer Prize. Other winners: Playwright Robert Emmet Sherwood (his second), for Abe Lincoln in Illinois; Biographer Carl Van Doren, for Benjamin Franklin; Scripps-Howard Correspondent Thomas L Stokes, for exposing WPA in Kentucky politics.

Denmark's Crown Prince Frederik and Princess Ingrid (see p. 11) visited the Ford factory in Detroit, where the Princess admired a Mercury rolling down the assembly line. "It's yours," said Henry Fofti. "What color?" The Princess chose blue. Not to be outdone, General Motors' President William S. Knudsen gave the Princess a pair of synthetic silk stockings, the Prince a dark blue Cadillac.

Scrubbed whistle-clean, the tomb of Ulysses S. Grant was rededicated in Manhattan. Commented Joseph Hudnut of Harvard Architectural School in The New Republic: "This ponderous, huge monster has seized this unaffected and reticent man and holds him ... in an eternal pillory of pomp and pretense."

As fashion eight years ago offered a memorial (oblique hats) to France's late ex-Empress Eugenie, Vogue last week proposed a similar memorial to Britain's late slim, beauteous, Danish-born Queen Alexandra, wife of Edward VII. Vogue's memorial: wasp waists, a fitting accompaniment to upswept hair, shirtwaists, petticoats. Said Vogue: "Now that we are going to wear 'Queen Alexandra' dresses . . . what shall we do about figures? We'll want waists a little smaller. We'll want bosoms a little more ample. We'll want hips a little more in evidence. . . . For one thing, you may go in for corset lacing. Front lacing. Back lacing. Lacing that will, when you want, nip in your waist two or three inches. . . . To allow your hips to round out . . . many a new corset aims to release, rather than to flatten, hips --employing soft fabric gores and gussets on the sides to lighten the hip control. . . . The better to accentuate the bust . . . some corsets mount from two to six inches above the waist. . . . Already, of course, you're used to the idea of the camisoles, petticoats, ruffled panties, batiste underwear with lace or eyelet embroidery that aided and abetted Edwardian silhouettes. . Soon your figure may be slightly Edwardian, too."

Fashion, always a "silly and senseless dame," said Boston's 79-year-old William Henry Cardinal O'Connell, is "even more silly and more senseless than ever. . . . With our Blessed Lady, Mary, the Mother of Christ, ever before their eyes as the model of Christian womanhood, how is it . . . that [Catholic women] venture to enter even the portals of the temple of God clothed in the silliest raiment of those who are dedicated to the temple of shame?"

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