Mrs. Lane's Day

The roseate daydream, radio's indispensable stock in trade, actually materialized last week. In a new program called Queen for Today (Mutual, 2:30 p.m., E.W.T., Mon.-Fri.), one radio listener got 24 hours of wish fulfillment.

A master of ceremonies chose candidates for Queen from a Manhattan studio audience of some 600 near-hysterical women. As usual, nobody had to do much of anything to qualify. The first winner, picked by lot (given a purple mantle, a jeweled crown, seated on a throne, and offered everything she wanted--"within reason"--for 24 hours) was Mrs. Evelyn Lane, a fortyish housewife from Arcadia, Calif. What she wanted was a recording of the broadcast, to send to her soldier son.

What she got, besides that: a chariot ride to the circus, behind four "Arabian stallions"; a ride on an elephant; lunch at the Colony; tea with Cinemactor Ray Milland at the Waldorf Towers; dinner at the Stork Club; champagne at El Morocco; a night at the Ritz Tower (she telephoned everybody she knew in New York to come over for drinks); backstage calls on Fredric March and Beatrice Lillie; an armful of roses, a $125,000 ruby necklace (for 24 hours), a $65 hat (for keeps), and "the works" in a beauty parlor.

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