Cultural Note. In Washington, a patent was awarded to the inventor of an ultraviolet-ray device that 1) makes empty seats in a movie house visible, 2) gives the audience a gentle ultraviolet bath during the show.

Private Lives. In Wilmington, Del., Mrs. Olive Robertson complained to a judge that she had caught her husband kissing the blonde who had been sleeping in the Robertsons' bed with them because of the housing shortage. She won $16 a week support. In Pittsburgh, Mrs. Florence P. Wagner complained that her husband had introduced friends to her while she was taking a bath. She won a divorce.

Careerist. In Manhattan, off to prison went John Stoloto, who had been twice nabbed--first as he tried to swipe an umbrella from the District Attorney's auto: next, a few minutes later, as he rummaged through the car of a detective.

Common Carrier. In Salem, Ore., outraged Martha Hager sued a bus company for $28,000, declared that one of the company's workers had looked over a crowd of waiting passengers, including herself, and observed: "You all look like a bunch of pigs."

New Shift. In clothes-rationed London, shift-hungry women hit on a makeshift: unrationed blackout cloth.

Thoughts of Home. In Aurora, Ill., Mrs. Mildred Bugbee gratefully received a package of Old World treasures from her Navy husband in Italy: four pairs of rubber pants for the baby.

On the Nose. Near Denver, Highway Patrolman Floyd Moore stared at the auto bowling along just ahead of him, listened to a radio description of a stolen car. Sure enough. In Dallas, Patrolman R. H. Lunday gave an autoist a ticket and asked for his phone number. The autoist thought fast, reeled off a number, promptly learned that it was Lunday's own.

Writers' Camp. In Camp Rucker, Ala., busy Sergeant Russell E. Harris kept up his newsy, three-letter-a-week correspondence with his wife, a busy WAC corporal in a barracks 300 yards away.

Impressionable. In Los Angeles, Mrs. Frank Mathesen suddenly walked out on a performance of the play Baby Mine, gave birth to a baby.

Blue Plate. In Millington, Tenn., a restaurant advertised a special therapeutic breakfast for 35-c---"Two eggs any style, black coffee, two aspirins, one hour's sympathy."

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