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all right and she added quite a touch to our table.

The evening was rather dull until about 10PM when the place filled up and we began to expand our activities. I thought I recognized [[red underline]] Lt. Newhauser [[/red underline]], Jack Hause's best man, dancing around and soon the orchestra clinched it by playing "Happy Birthday" and announcing it was his. So I went over and greeted him and later he and his girl came over to our table for a half hour of pleasant conversation and another champaigne cocktail. In the meantime we had struck up an acquaintance with a party at the [[red underline]] next table [[/red underline]] and particularly two Spanish looking gentlemen who turned out to be:

[[red bullet point]] 1.) Lt. Col. [[red underline]]Andres Soriano. [[/red underline]] Sec'y of Finance, Commonwealth of the Philippines, who had fought with Franco in the Spanish revolution and more recently escaped from Bataan with Quezon. The Col. was a vehement latin with a good sense of humor and we got along well, discussing many things. The Col. evidently had much money from the $10 tips he distributed and the lavish drinks he bought including several for us. We may see him again. 

[[red bullet point]] 2.) Mario de Bernaschina, a Chilean publisher, up here to write a propaganda book on America's war effort for use in convincing Chile and Argentina they better get on the right side of the fence in a hurry. He pulled a photo from his wallet of himself and a strange, plump moustached young man whom we could not name although he looked familiar. He was, according to Mario, the Archduke Otto of Hapsburg, his cousin. Mario was part Italian but his Chilean side of the family came to the Americas in 1535. He had cards of the Union League and Harvard Clubs in New York and apparently was the real McCoy. He promised us copies of his [[red underline]] book. [[/red underline]]

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