jvember 19. 1927 Price 15 Cents m®Q)AM — * FRENCH LICK CALLS! Health, "Rest and "Recreations LEAVE Chicago via the Monon j route at 9 p.m. — register at the internationally famous French Lick Springs Hotel at 7 a.m. Be tween you and America's famous health and recreation resort only ten hours intervene. What a magic change these ten hours work. Tired and worn by the stress of business, feeling the need of recuperation, cherishing a longing for some ideal spot where "every prospect pleases," you wake up in the pano ramic beauty of French Lick Springs. The reposeful, unhurried atmos phere of the hotel, its superb com fort, unsurpassed service and cuisine wins you. If you are a golf enthusiast, you grab your golf sticks and choose one of the two magnificent 18-hole golf courses to test your skill. You drink the waters of Pluto, Bowles and Proserpine springs, and enjoy the tonic, invigorating baths. You do not have to cross the ocean to get the benefit of European spas. French Lick Springs have gained a fame sur passing theirs. November days in the Cumberland foothills lavish a wealth of color and lend an added sparkle to the pure, sweet air. A daylight train on the Monon leaves Dearborn Station at 9 a.m., arriving at 5 :30 p.m. Or, you'll find motoring a delight. Ample garage facilities are available. FRENCH LICK SPRINGS HOTEL Thomas D. Taggart, President FRENCH LICK, INDIANA "Home of Pluto Water' The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; published fortnightly by The Chicagoan Publishing Co., 407 South Dearborn St, Chicago, 111. New York Office: 565 Fifth Ave. Los Angeles Office: 5617 Hollywood Blvd. Subscription $3.00 annually, single copies 15c. Vol. IV, No. 5 — November 19, 1927. Entered as second-class matter at the Post Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1879. TME CHICAGOAN 1 (Advertisement) Too often advertising is a disconcerting business. Frequently it is downright painful. Witness the trading gentlemen here depicted. HOWEVER— This page is an undis guised advertisement. It baldly names current contributors to nk CUICAGOAN Constantin Aladjalov Dorothy Aldis Charles Collins Genevieve Forbes- Herrick Gene Markey H. K. Middleton All in this issue. Music, stage, sport, cinema and book comment by the smartest reviewers in the city. A dish with equal appeal to His Honor and King George. And succeeding issues in the same tradition. (Tour mail man li\es to read it, too.) (The dotted line forms on the right.) The Chicagoan 407 So. Dearborn St. Chicago, 111. Send "The Chicagoan" one year $3.00 — two years $5.00. ) Name. Address. City ..State. 2 TUE CHICAGOAN Appropriate Design The new Board of Trade Building OCCASIONS OPERA — Continuing a brilliant winter sea' son at the Auditorium theatre. Evenings, Saturday and Sunday matinee. Saturday evenings popular priced performance. SYMPHONY — The great orchestra found ed by Theodore Thomas enters on its thirty-seventh season. Frederick Stock directing. Regularly on Friday (matinee) and Saturday (evening). For midweek programs call Harrison 0362. THANKSGIVING— Once a Puritan Holi day, now a holiday. FOOTBALL — The epic gesture of an epic season, Notre Dame vs. Southern Cali- nia, Soldier's Field. November 26. HORSE SHOW— November 22 to 26 in clusive. Blue blooded horses looked at by blue blooded people. Chicago Riding Club. ARTS BALL — Artists and society folk dine, dance and rally, November 25, at the Stevens. JUVEH1LE DRAMATICS — Plays for children enacted by Junior League mem bers at the Harris on the Saturday morn ings of Nov. 19, 26, Dec. 3, 10, 17, 31. Tickets at box office. HOCKEY — Opening of season, Nov. 23, Chicago Blackhawks Vs. Ottawa, Coli seum. STAGE* Comedy, Musical THE DESERT SONG— Great Northern, 21 West Quincy St. Central 8240. gUEEN HIGH— Four Cohans, 119 N. Clark. Central 4937. HIT THE DECK— The Woods, 54 West Randolph. State 8567. THE RAMBLERS— The Garrick, 64 W. Randolph. Central 8240. THE COUNTESS MARITZA — The Olympic, 74 W. Randolph. Central 8240. Drama BROADWAY— Selwyn, 180 N. Dearborn. Central 3404. THE PLAY'S THE THING— Harris, 170 N. Dearborn. Central 1880. THE ROAD TO ROME— Adelphi, 11 N. Clark. Randolph 4466. RAIN— Minturn Central, 64 E. Van Buren. Harrison 5200. THE SPRINGBOARD— Blackstone, 60 E. Seventh. Harrison 6609. TOMMY— Cort, 132 N. Dearborn. Cen tral 0019. *Gene Mar\ey's comments on current at' tractions appear on page 23. LULU BELLE— Illinois, 65 E. Jackson. Harrison 6510. HEARTBREAK HOUSE — Studebaker, 418 S. Michigan. Harrison 2792. HAMLET— Eighth St. Theatre, Wabash at 8th. Harrison 6834. JUNO AND THE PAYCOCK— Goodman, Monroe and Lake Michigan. Central 7085. SATURDAY'S CHILDREN — Princess, 319 S. Clark. Central 8240. MINTURN PLAYERS— Chateau, 3810 Broadway. Lake View 7170. Week runs of last year's favorites at popular prices. CINEMA ERLANGER— 127 N. Clark— Wings, the airplane's martial significance dramatized. 2:30 and 8:30 at stage prices. MONROE — Monroe at Dearborn — Seventh Heaven, Janet Gaynor and Charles Far- rell in a war story from the French view point. Very much worth while. Con tinuous, with Movietone. McVICKERS— 25 W. Madison— Ben Hur, the best picture in town by any and all standards. Continuous, with good music and no acts. ROOSEVELT— 110 N. State— Under- world, Ben Hecht's Chicago story men tioned in our last, continuously exhibited with good music and no stage interrup tions. CHICAGO — State at Lake — Dress Parade, paraded by William Boyd and Bessie Love, Nov. 21-27; Man, Woman, Sin, in evitably a John Gilbert vehicle, Nov. 28- Dec. 4. Stage affairs with both of these. Continuous. ORIENTAL— 74 W. Randolph— She's a Shei\, the pronoun representing Bebe Daniels, Nov. 21-27; Notu We're in the Air, the Beery-Hatton duo as aviators, Nov. 28-Dec. 4. Mark Fisher will baton for the sea-going Paul Ash in both in nings. Continuous. UPTOWN — Broadway at Lawrence — Spring Fever, William Haines as a demon golfer, Nov. 21-27; The Magic Flame, Ronald Colman playing two parts to Vilma Banky's one, Nov. 28-Dec. 4. Stagehands and glorified hoofers, warb lers, etc. Continuous. TIVOLI— 6327 Cottage Grove— Spring Fever, Mr. Haines in further impersona tions of an admirable smart aleck, Nov. 21-27; Hard Boiled Haggerty, an almost- good war yarn with Milton Sills, Nov. 28-Dec. 4. "Presentations" in connec tion. Continuous. HARDING — 2734 Milwaukee Ave.— Hard Boiled Haggerty, see above, Nov. 21-27; Spring Fever, also mentioned above, Nov. 28-Dec. 4. With a stage- show. SENATE— Madison at Kedzie — Ditto Harding, above. ART ART INSTITUTE— Beginning Nov. 16 a showing of local negro art. Old Eng lish prints and color illustrations. For tieth annual exhibit of American paint ing and sculpture. ALMCO GALLERIES— Art lamps in a huge exposition of the lamp maker's craft. ACKERMAN'S— English prints and Eng' lish paintings recently received from that country. ANDERSON'S GALLERIES— Portraiture by Salisbury. FIELD MUSEUM— A vast collection of art from varied civilizations. CHESTER JOHNSON GALLERIES— French impressionism in an important showing of moderns. Eighteenth cen- tury English paintings, principally por traits. ALBERT ROUILLER GALLERIES— Etching by P. H. Giddens. WATSON AND BOALER— Furniture ancient and modern. DIAL LOG* Classical (PM.) Wave Time Station Length Kilocycle 6:00 WEBH-WJJD 365.6 820 7:00 WLIB-WGN 305.9 980 7:30 WLS 344.6 870 8:00 WENR-WBCN 288.3 1040 9:00 WMAQ-WQJ 447.5 670 10.00 WBAP-WFAA 499.7 600 (Fort Worth-Dallas) 11:00 KGO 204 1470 (Oakland) 12:00 KFI 468.5 640 (Los Angeles) Popular (PM.) Wave Time Station Length Kilocycle 6:00 WMAQ-WQJ 477.5 670 7:00 WBCN-WENR 288.3 1040 8:00 WCFL 483.6 620 9:00 WMBB-WOK 252 1190 10:00 KYW-KFKX 526 570 11:00 WBBM-WJBT 389.4 770 12:00 WQJ-WMAQ 447.5 670 *For Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, any wee\. Saturday syncopa* tion, Sunday sermon and Monday silence come in at any point of the dial. 4 TUECWCAGOAN TABLES Downtown BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Food, service, appointments, peo ple impeccably correct. Irving Mar- graff's stringed music. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. A high point in Chicago hotel keeping. Ex cellent cuisine. Adept service. The Palmer House Symphony Orchestra (20 pieces) an Empire Room attraction. CONGRESS— Michigan at Congress. Din ing and dancing in the Balloon Room, a Chicago show place. And the glittering parade of Peacock Alley. Couvert (Bal loon Room) $1.50 week nights, $2.50 Saturday nights. Johnny Hampe's or chestra. STEVENS— 7:30 S. Michigan. Joseph Gal- lechio with his musicians soothes patrons of this immense tavern. Dinner in the main dining room $3. Nicely adjusted to individual needs. PETRUSHKA CLUB— 403 S. Wabash. The newest and one of the smartest of the intimate places. Dining (splendid), dancing, and entertainment by a Russian Gypsy orchestra. Excellent music. And Russian environment to the last vershok. Private parties, if you care for them. RANDOLPH ROOM— Bismarck Hotel, 171 W. Randolph. Al Ponta's band and a worthy high chef achieve a pleasant synthesis of violin and vitamine. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle and Madi son. The Blue Fountain Room and Jack Chapman's orchestra. Nice place. Nice people. COLLEGE INN— Hotel Sherman— Clark at Randolph. Alternate dining and danc ing indulged in by ladies and gentlemen more or less in the collegiate tradition. Also nice. CLUB MIRADOR— 22 E. Adams. Danny Barone's entertainers headed by Frankie Quartell's band boys. Floor show. French-Italian victuals. Latin exuberance. BAL TABARIN— Hotel Sherman. Con ventionally hilarious. Dining, dancing, floor show and so on. A smart night place, very smart. TERRACE GARDEN— Morrison Hotel- Dining, dancing, looking. An out-of- towner's standby. ATLANTIC HOTEL— 316 S. Clark. German cooking which makes one pas sionately disavow the late war. Bobby Meeker's music between 6:30 and 8 p. m. THE CHICAGOAN PRESENTS Erudition, by Hermina A. Selz Cover An Unabashed Salestalk Page 1 Architectural Inspiration 2 Current Entertainment 3 Intellectual Road Map 4 Topics of the Town, by Martin J. Quigley 5 The Slanguage, by Gene Markey 8 Citizens, by Genevieve Forbes-Herrick . 9 Grid Heroes, by Charles Collins 11 The Balkans, by Dorothy Aldis 13 The Operatic Repertoire 14 Contract Bridge, by Horace Wylie.... 15 Landis, by H. K. Middleton 17 Chicago's Neoric Gesture 19 Dollars Vs. Sportsmanship 21 Queenie Smith, by Carreno 22 The Footlight Frontier 23 An American Renaissance 24 A Cinema Tip 25 The Opera Opens 26 Books for Children 27 The Newspaper Profession 29 The Chicagoenne 30 The Parisienne 32 ST. HUBERT'S OLD EHGUSH GRILL — 615 Federal. Deliriously neutralizes the German appeal. Magnificent lamb chops. J Out a Ways LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Some of the very purest gold on the celebrated gold coast. Wealthy, suave, and competent. And well-bred. ., MARINE DINING ROOM^-Edgewater Beach Hotel. A popular place noted for its food, its view of the lake, and its high approval in north-side parental circles as the apex in respectability. Nice. SHORELAH.D— Lake Michigan and 55th. The south-side equivalent of the Edge- water Beach. Also nice. CAFE LOUISANNE— 1341 S. Michigan. Rapturous Creole victuals most lavishly served up. Well worth a bout. SUNSET— 3 5th at Calumet. Closed by the revenooers. Helas! MIDHIGHT FROLICS— Wabash at 22nd. A loud tavern in a louder neighborhood lately set upon by federal snoopers. Patrons continue to patronize it, however. And it's worth a try. ANSONIA CLUB— Chicago Avenue at the Boulevard. Mike Fritzl, veteran night club magnifico, presents a dine, dance, and floor show attraction to great applause. Any time of night. CHEZ PIERRE— Ontario and Fairbanks court. From 6 p. m. on, merrymaking in a smart, somewhat bohemian atmos phere. Adequate skits. Good place. KELLTS STABLES— 500 something Rush. A whooping establishment with much singing and considerable stationary danc ing. The din can be heard for blocks Lots of Greek letters on the wall; col lege lads seem to flourish there nightly. Triad A BIT OF SWEDEN— 1011 N. Rush. Sturdy Swedish victuals delivered in nor- die surroundings make this place worthy of comment. A place to eat. No dis tractions. It adjoins — JULIENNE'S— 1009 N. Rush. A French eating parlor which dishes up Gargan tuan portions of excellent food. These two, with the establishment of M. Quig' ley, — THE RUB AIT AT— 950 Rush. A Persian cafe (in name only) administered by a genial and yarn-spinning Irishman, form a trilogy of notable Rush street restau rants. fe. Ho pics of the Hbuon M A Subsequent Chuckle AYOR THOMPSON who, from all accounts, has been supplying people near and far with much merriment in cidental to his warfare upon foreign propaganda now comes in for a first hand chuckle of no small proportions. While City Hall has been parading the threat of tarnishment of American ideals, press and political adversaries have been equally industrious in con juring up the bogey of federal troops seizing the municipal water mains, be cause of the Mayor's announced non conformance with certain water-meter regulations proclaimed by the War Department, leaving the city more arid than even contemplated in the program of the Anti-Saloon League. Imaginative writers in certain sec tions of the local press painted disturb ing pictures of what was going to happen. The Mayor announced that the water-meter regulation was all wrong and that he would have none of it. The War Department countered with the thrust that if the ordinance which it caused the Dever administration to enact was not carried out, then the wrath of the federal bureau would descend upon the city. This wrath, it was in dicated, might even as sume the form of stationing Marines at water intakes until the city was thirsted to a point of submission. Pes tilence might stalk the city unless the Mayor receded from his position of wishing to use the waters of the adjacent lake in such ways as he thought might best suit the convenience and comfort of the people, with a minimum of effect upon their pocketbooks. When the Mayor, in the face of the expressed attitude of the War Department, continued to insist that the water-meter ordinance was going to be repealed, there were those who lightly referred to the Mayor as talk ing through his eight-gallon sombrero. But the Mayor's turn for a good resounding laugh has come. While appearing in Washington in connection with the Mississippi flood relief measure he visited the august State, War and Navy Building and entered into certain conversations with representatives of the War Depart ment. As a result of these conversations he was able to announce that he had gotten everything he sought on this trip to Washington and was modestly leaving the Washington Monument for another visit. Here again, it may be noted, the present Mayor of Chicago has the re' assuring faculty of getting pretty much what he goes out after. Taking a Chance I HE recent proclamation of the Superintendent of Police to the effect that gambling activities in the city must cease and desist forthwith was not at all necessary to inform persons who know even a little of what's going on that Chicago has been distinctly on the active list in the matter of in' dulgence in games of chance. In fact, statistically-minded persons have come to regard Monte Carlo, by compari son, as simply a name to be revered because of past perform' ances. It, of course, depends upon viewpoint whether the situation is to be re' garded with satisfaction or with apprehension. Law enforcement officers, however, have a view point enforced upon them, officially at least, by the municipal code. With the return of racetrack wagering, gambling in one of its most exalted forms has been legalized and the markets no longer afford the solitary means for respectable chance-tak ing. But the new order is peered at quizzically by those who patronize 6 TUECUICAGOAN Or profit by some of the less assertive forms of laying a bet. These rise to in quire why they are not in; why gambling in one place is not gambling and why gambling in another place is gambling. And it becomes surpass ingly difficult to give them a satisfying answer. In this intolerant age gambling is not always viewed in a rational light. For many years it has been easy to gain attentive ears to condemnations of gambling, but vast audiences indeed could be assembled by anyone who could stand up and tell just how the element of chance can be eliminated from the business of living. In many of our older and more ex perienced civilizations the subject of gambling does not serve the uses of reform and of politics. It is simply considered a legitimate business activity to be patronized by those having the the ability and inclination to do so. Perhaps the day will come here — but it will not be soon — when we too shall be free from the periodic recur rence of what the newspaper boys en thusiastically refer to as a gambling crusade. R Aerial Disturbances ,ADIO as an agency of entertain ment is failing quite dismally to impress many persons who are without the time and inclination to listen to much trash in order to discover the occasional worth-while number. The condition has been relieved in New York through the enterprise of one of the newspapers which decided that its readers were entitled to receive the necessary information about radio programs even though in making this information available the newspaper was compelled to mention, outside of its advertising columns, various com mercial products. It must be admitted that the news- TO BRUTAL ROARS AND BONES UNSET NOT LONG AGO SUCH WARRIORS MET paper in question was entitled to no particular credit because, being a new comer in the field as to ownership and management, it followed the obviously advantageous course of doing some thing out of the ordinary, thereby gain ing much applause from readers, radio interests and, of course, those radio advertisers whose products came in for mention in the announcement of radio programs. Some Chicago newspaper may one of these days, it is to be hoped, throw off decadent precedent and give its readers this essential service. If this is done then Chicagoans, too, will have some means, which is not available now, of avoiding the huge glut of trash, which is now on the air, and finding the meritorious programs. Radio entertainment, as now con stituted, must be commercially inspired. No other economic basis is now pos sible. Hence sponsors of radio enter tainment, who pay the cost, must pro vide for the acquisition of advertising in some form. This results in prac tically all of the chief features of cur rent radio entertainment being linked up with commercial institutions. To YET SLOW, REFINING TIME DID GAIN ADVANTAGE FOR THE NIMBUS BRAIN publicize the programs, therefore, the newspapers would be called upon to publicize likewise these commercial in' stitutions. In their avoidance of doing this they leave the public unadvised as to where and when to seek out the desirable radio features that are on the air. w, Lifting the Barrier E do not know just how serious was the recent political threat in Ken' tucky to outlaw horse racing and its necessarily accompanying facilities for making a bet at the tracks. But we do know that the reformer's objective of a raceless and betless Kentucky would amount to a. calamitous thrust against the horse industry in America and, consequently, against all the higher uses of the horse in the realm of sport. But racing has been pre' served in Kentucky and the moment of alarm has passed. Racing is essential to the breeding, development and selection of the thor oughbred type of horse and without the thoroughbred horse, not only racing but hunting, steeple chasing, polo and TMC.CI4ICAC0AN 7 AND SET UPON THE FOOTBALL LAWN CEREBRAL LADS UNSOILED BY BRAWN all of the best uses of the horse in sport would not only suffer but would be seriously undermined. w, Kingly Act E are accustomed to deal light' ly, and even facetiously, with king ship and all the institutions of royalty. There is, perhaps a good reason for some of this, and — no reason at all for more of it. Kings, it may hardly be denied, are human beings as well as monarchs and regardless of how they may stand relative to one's favorite scheme of government, their humanity, in its greatness or in its smallness, rend ers them subject to a test that is com mon to all men. Consider, for instance, this incident published recently as an inconspicuous item by our highly democratized news' paper press: The King of Spain, we are told, was making a visit to a leper colony located within the confines of his kingdom. The royal party, after making inquiry concerning conditions at the executive headquarters of the colony, proceeded on a foot tour of the isolated district SO NOW THE GENTLE GAME DOTH LIVE UNSULLIED BY THE PRIMITIVE. — F. C. C. which is the life-enduring prison of the plague victims. As the party stepped along a lime- coated walk a leper whose body was seared by the disease darted onto the walk immediately ahead of the royal party and with a cynical grimace upon his tortured countenance thrust out his hand, half in mockery and half as a challenge to the humanity of the Span ish King. While the King's retinue stood aghast, the Royal Person, with a pleas' ant smile and without a trace of hesi' tation, clasped the withered hand of his unfortunate subject and uttered a word of consolation. M Fleeting Ho$e R. BAYARD VEILLER, the playwright, has destroyed the manu script of his dramatization of Elmer Gantry, not— as one might imagine— because of respect for the stage but rather to turn an expected fire from reformers away from his latest and highly successful play, The Trial of Mary Dugan. The reasoning in Mr. Veiller's act may be quite as complicated as some of his mystery plots but what he appair- ently has sought to do is not to compli cate further his position with the re form element, thereby hoping that his The Trial of Mary Dugan, will escape the kindly ministrations of the play crusaders. What will probably happen, how ever, is that the play crusaders will now take a sharp look at The Trial of Mary Dugan and the outcome is likely to be the excision of a group of Mr. Veiller's beloved lines, among these things being several scarlet sentences now being read by Miss Ann Harding before awed and hushed audiences. However, the producer will have little difficulty in finding another and a more willing playwright to fix up Elmer Gantry for the stage, so the hope raised by Mr. Veiller's pro nouncement that playgoers might be able to escape this distressing story upon the stage will be short-lived. A , ^NOTHER paragraph of interest may now be added to the extraordinary story of the career of Mr. William Lorimer through his entertainment by the President of the United States at a recent White House breakfast. The incident is more than passingly signi ficant in the light of earlier events and is, incidentally, quite an impressive in dication of the steadfastness of the present incumbent of the Federal Executive Mansion. h Information is commencing to percolate through as to the reason for the existence and present use of the street traffic signal in the Loop district. It appears that the signals are timed to facilitate street car travel through the Loop. With street cars compelled to stop at every corner, the motorist need no longer wonder why these signals do not seem to speed his journey. —MARTIN J. QUIGLEY. THE CHICAGOAN I F I MAY /AY /O The Wisecrack. Has Its Virtues THE other evening I was holding forth with boon companions, and the talk circled round to Broadway humor, which, though an old subject, is ever new. Myself, I am unfailingly amused by the colloquialisms that are born along thaj: bright alley and find their way into the American language, usually via vaudeville and the musical- comedy stage. There is bounce, if not brilliance, in the speech indigenous to Times Square. This is no recent dis covery. When I was very young I wrote an essay for a serious magazine, proclaiming that our slang — which was just then being "discovered" by the highbrows — had two sources of origin: Broadway and the college campus. Since that day the colleges have been falling somewhat behind in the coin age of new words and phrases, but Broadway has maintained a steady out put. A shrewd commentary on the soul of a nation is its slang. Our slang, if I may say so, is rowdy. The American language is essentially vul gar. That is why it is the most robust and lively language in the world today. ¦ \ ^>jfi^iB^iditeM0M^ There is nothing like vulgarity for producing zest and color. Broadway is America's most vulgar thoroughfare, and from its curbstone comedians ema nated that favorite form of quip, the wisecrack, which constitutes the basis of all light conversation among 80 per cent of our populace. The wisecracks ottered beneath the electric-signs of Broadway are repeated in Buffalo, Bloomington, Duluth and points west until eventually they become absorbed into the great American tongue. A philologist with nothing better to do might compile an interesting list of Broadwayfarers who contribute new words and wisecracks. They are re cruited from the ranks of vaudevillians, song-writers, song-pluggers, book-mak ers, wise-guys and street-corner philoso phers who wear their straw hats at an angle and talk out of the north-east corners of their mouths. Forever in their quaint speech these fellows seek to avoid the cliche. Many of them are Hebrews, and let us say that on a cer tain morning one of them, weary of the word Jew, invents the synonym, "Eskimo." It means nothing — it is just a comic term for Jew. In stead of saying, "a couple of Jews," he says, "a couple of Eskimos." He gets his laugh. By after noon the word is rolling up and down Broadway, and the humorous col umns of the evening k newspapers chronicle it. \ Thus a new expression is born, which Broadway will bandy about for a few weeks, then discard in ^ favor of a fresher one. That waggish clown, Wil lie Collier, has in his day originated a dozen slang locutions that went round the world. Samuel Hof' fenstein, whose art is poetry, but whose profes' sion is that of biographer to A. H. Woods, the big grease-paint and scenery man, is renowned for wisecracks bearing the classical touch. Lew Brown, the song-writer, Eddie Dowling, the actor'author, and Jack Lait, now one of the amazing staff of dramatic critics on Variety, stand high among the funny fellow ship that makes up its own patter. Likewise Leo Donnelly, a good actor with a talent for the bizarre phrase. As a specimen of Mr. Donnelly's low comedy I recall a day when he accom panied a celebrated theatrical producer into a cafeteria, to sit while the c.tp. devoured a quick luncheon. It was one of those cafeterias wherein the customer carries his own tray, and each article of food is added separately on the check. Now, the celebrated thea trical producer, ever unresponsive to the Queensbury rules of etiquette, had a casual manner of eating that dis tributed the menu generously over his person. When the hasty meal was ended, Mr. Donnelly rose. "Come on," said he, "count up your vest and let's go!" I quote this to prove that Broad' ' wayese, though not a language of flaw\ less delicacy, possesses a gorgeous gusto. The vitality of any language de pends, of course, upon a steady germi nation of words and phrases,- and one naturally seeks to find new life filtering into our speech through the pages of the magazines. The college papers, though they continue to do their bit, are still imitative, whereas the bulk of the regular news-stand magazines are static. The most active agent in print is Variety, the weekly bible of the amusement traffic. Variety is the voice of Broadway, and its columns contain more rich phrase-invention in a week than do the columns of Mr. Mencken's Mercury in a year. Well, as I was saying, the talk among my boon companions the other evening ran to Broadway humor, and I had delivered myself of these opin ions (not that anyone was listening) when up spake the good, gray critic, Ashton Stevens. "I agree with you about Variety," said he, "but you are in sad error as to what you call 'Broad way humor.' In the first place, it is not humor. It is merely an abysmal procession of gags. Broadway, though it has the aspect of a downtown Coney Island, is not a place— it is a state of mind. A terrible state of mind. Broad way," he went on, warming to my sub ject, "has contributed nothing to our speech but the double-negative; and to our national life it has contributed only the colored hat-band. Not one of the great American humorists came from Broadway. Artemus Ward was born TME CHICAGOAN 9 Chicagomen MR. ARTHUR ALDIS Formally Opens the Opera Season Obscure Celebrities Widely Known Chicago Unknowns in a Maine village; Bill Nye arrived from Laramie, Wyoming; Mark Twain was a reporter in Virginia City, Nev ada; George Ade shamelessly confesses Indiana; Will Rogers is a product of Oklahoma; Ring Lardner, of Niles, Michigan, was famous before he ever looked upon the lights of Broadway. I could go on naming names all eve ning — " "I know you could," I interposed feebly, "but please don't." I am only trying to show you," said he, gently but firmly, "that you are all wrong about Broadway humor." So it must be that I am all wrong about Broadway humor. — GENE MARKEY. ? Frederick Stock played a viola in the Chicago Symphony Orchestra un' der the direction of Theodore Thomas at $3 5 a week. ? Fred Mann was a waiter in North side cabarets before he became proprie tor of Rainbo Gardens. ? JOE Bransky was office boy for J. H. McVicker, Chicago's theatrical god-father. ? Ralph Kettering was an usher at the old College Theatre on the North side. THEIR names aren't in Who's Who. But their faces are as well known as the profiles of the prettiest debutantes. And their fame is greater than that of many a dowager-committee chair woman of a society charity bazar. These widely known unknowns; these unknown well-knowns. Call them what you please. But remember them you certainly will. There's Hiram Powers Dilworth, the Art Institute guide who is interna tionally famous as a poet. Of course you know him. He's the scholarly looking gentleman in charge of the Field room, the northwest wing on the second floor. When he's not explain ing to a lady from the country how she can spot a Corot (it's by the dash of subdued red in the foreground, isn't it?) or initiating a puzzled man into the mysteries of a Sargent, he's stand ing in the corridor, by the window where the pigeons come, scribbling quatrains, sonnets and triolets, on the back of envelopes. I came upon him suddenly, and his envelope was already filled with eight of the fourteen lines for a sonnet, so I know that's the way he works. Born in a small Ohio town, educated in music, he gave several New York concerts, and went west to head a music department in a college. Then he tossed up the whole piano-forte to take a job, at five dollars a week, read ing proof, near the presses he liked, and in the midst of the smell of print' er's ink. Drifting back to Chicago, he went through the Art Institute one day and decided he'd like to stay there. That was twentythree years ago. He's been there ever since. Four years ago he won the $100 courtesy prize awarded by a local newspaper. His first volume of son nets, "The Year," came out in 1908. Since then there have been eight more volumes; with far-flung notices. A column in the London Observer; half a column in the Honolulu Star-Bulle- tin; letters from Jack London, George Barr McCutcheon, most of the faculty of the English department at the Uni' versity of Chicago, and hundreds of others. A close friend of Fannie Bloomfield Zeisler, he is soon to publish "The Zeisler Ode," as a memorial to her. Less formal is the trio of Chicagoans whom Chicago calls by their first names. No, you would never call Mr. Hiram Powers Dilworth by his first name. These three are Harry and John and Charlie. Remember them? Just stop a mo ment and think. Harry's the good-looking, important looking man with the snow-flake hair and the exquisite topaz shirt studs, who is the major domo of the men's Opera club, in the Auditorium. This club, not to be confused with the Opera club over on Walton place, is the sanctuary, during opera season, of tired business men whose wives object to their snor ing during the third act. They find solace in the club rooms, and in Harry. The frequently missing link. 10 TI4E CHICAGOAN Samuel Insull sent Harry to Cali' fornia for a vacation. Robert F. Carr said it wouldn't be a regular party if Harry weren't there when he presented his daughter, Louise, to society. Harry's always in evidence at Mrs. Waller Borden's parties. He's the Cerebrus in a tuxedo who stands guard at all the Assemblies and at the Bache- lors and Benedicts' balls, to see that the wrong people don't get in to make a right party wrong. At the Christmas season, so the story goes, Harry's friends are so lavish with their largess that he carries home a bag'full of gold pieces each night after the opera. I've never seen the bag, but that's the story. And John. There are a pair of Johns, as door men at the University club. One is dark'haired. The other is blonde. He's the famous one. He knows every banker and broker who drops in there for luncheon. They all know him and they tell him much. As a result, he has the reputa' ''It's probably one of those new filling stations." tion of being a walking Wall street. Anyway, pompous men step out of limousines to greet John and ask his advice on just what tips to play in the market. Important men, sitting in over-stuffed chairs before real mahog any desks, telephone John for his opin ion of this stock or that. They say he's not done so badly him self, on the market, but he never misses a day at his post, there at the doorway on Monroe street. And Charlie. He's the woman's friend. Years ago, when his hair wasn't so white, he stood at the Washington and Wabash entrance of Marshall Field's and opened the carriage door, that lovely ladies, in hoop skirts, might pat ter across the curb and into the store. He knew them all by name. Today, when his hair is so white, he stands at the same entrance, and opens the automobile door, that lovely ladies, in almost no skirts at all, may march across the pavement, and into the store. He knows them all by name. Have you ever been tried for murder? No? That's really a shame. For if you had, you would know "Dad" Watson, the caretaker of the Criminal court building. And) he's worth knowing. He hasn't one single hair on his shiny head. He's short on the customary number of teeth. But he's an en cyclopaedia on crime and crimi nals. He knows whether or not Kitty Malm, the Tiger Woman, did a real or a false faint when she flopped on to his shoulder the day the jury sent her to Joliet for life. He knows whether Beulah Annan, of Chi' cago fame is really the pretti- "0, the boredom of this flat country — / long for the mountains!" est woman ever tried for murder in Cook county. By the way, he says she was, and is, and always will be. Nor is it con sidered particularly good judgment to take issue with "Dad" on this or simi lar issues implying expertness of deci sion. He knows styles in murder, just as he knows vogues in costumes for mur deresses. He knows what makes Judge Hopkins smile, and what'U make Judge Sullivan frown. He knows how many suits William Scott Stewart has, and at just what angle State's Attorney Robert E. Crowe wears his white hand kerchief in the breast pocket of his dark blue suit. "Dad" is a valuable person to know, be you defendant, attorney or judge. He's especially valuable if you're try* ing to get into a trial, when the line is pushing and crowding and jamming around, and the policemen are threat ening to use their night sticks, For "Dad" can get you a front seat at the show; or he can keep you out of a back one. — GENEVIEVE FORBES-HERRK2K. THE. CHICAGOAN n What Price Heroes? The Average Football Player s Season Visiting celebrity absent-mindedly lights English Oval in Chicago. Probl em Not Unlike Lyttons MOST of the current classics on the subject of correct social usage are woefully lacking in sugges tions as to the proper procedure in certain isolated cases which should be included in chapter IX, "Unusual Situations Requiring Tact and Pres ence of Mind." Take my own case for example. Having a husband on the stage has its compensations, no doubt, but problems arise from time to time which thwart all attempts toward solution. When a fat lady of uncertain years rushes back'Stage to bestow a moist, wor' shipful kiss in the general direction of one's husband's left ear, proclaiming to all and sundry that his performance was simply "swell," the situation is quite simple. One effaces oneself temporarily by becoming engrossed in die Herald-Examiner. But — when a slightly husky and obviously young voice inquires over the telephone to know when she can "get hold of" one's husband (awfully bald way to put it, don't you think?) and politely declines your courteous offer to de liver a message to the gentleman in question; and who finally asks sus piciously, "Is this his sister speaking?," should one be tactful and say "Yes," or matter-of-fact and detract from the hero's popularity? The question is: Am I laying up treasures in heaven for myself by being tactful, or am I amassing a pile of earthly troubles? — M. D. TH I S football season of 1927 has broken the newspapers' hearts. It has been a bril liant season, mark-* ing a new epoch in1^ the game — the free s^ employment of backward and lat- eral passes — and it has been fought a Voutrance among the most evenly matched group of teams ever pro' duced in the West' em Conference. Its spectators have swollen the statis' tics of attendance upon the great ath- letic ritual of college life to a new high water mark, and have been satiated with mass'emotions. But the daily press has been bitterly disap' pointed, for out of the 450 students who have passionately followed the ball for the glory of their ten Alma Maters, no superman has emerged. There has been no phantom ice' man whose red head flickered like witch-fire up and down the gridiron. There has been no handsome Jew to float passes about the field with the assurance and inevitability of a jug gler. There has been no Lindbergh of the campus, no Dick Whittington of the stadium; and the newspaper lust for fairy-tale romance has re' mained ungratified. The Greek god failed to emerge from the printing machine this au' tumn, and the hero-worshippers (for circulation only) of the sports pages have searched in vain for an idol. There were many first-class football ers, but not one who would fit into a motion picture scenario. There is Joesting of Minnesota, a full-back like a bat tering ram. He had been groomed for the role of super man for a year, but when he ran up against an unex pected stone wall in the Indiana line, Joe somehow lost much of his sting. There is Welch of Purdue, a young moose from Texas whose long-legged dashes bewildered and defeated Harvard. He rose like a new star, and for one week he held sway as the Great Nonesuch. But on the following Saturday, when the stubborn Maroon defense kept him hobbled and hand-cuffed and his fum bles helped Chicago to a touch-down, he was reduced to the ranks by a unanimous decision of the sports edi tors. There is Wilcox of Purdue, a white- headed boy among half-backs who was on his way to supermanship un til he fractured a bone in his ankle. There is Lewis of Northwestern, who was a demi-god with purple wings until he too became a casualty. Finally the hack-writing hero-wor shippers grew desperate, and tried out a brother-act to headline the show. Gilbert and Oosterbaan of Michigan were nominated the football Clark and McCullough. The boys were good, The Chicagoan 's All- Western Football Team Left Ene> — Pat Page, Indiana Left Tackle — Dr. Jack Wilce, Ohio State Left Guard— Dr. Clarence Spears, Minnesota Center — Lori Stagg, Chicago (Captain) Right Guard — Fielding Yost, Michigan Right Tackle — Glenn Thisdethwaite, Wisconsin Right End — Knute Rockne, T^ptre Dame Quarterback — Bob Zuppke, Illinois Right Half Back — Dick Hanley, "Hprthwestem Left Half Back — Jimmy Phelan, Purdue Full Back — Burt Ingwersen, Iowa 12 THE CHICAGOAN undoubtedly, but their act didn't work properly until Rouse, Leyers and Bluhm of Chicago were hors de com* bat. Their performance went over, but it had too many clinical aspects to be romantic. And just as there were no super men whose biographies could be serial ized, so there was no superteam to be given a Roman triumph of headlines. One gang was about as good as an other, when they were right. The press which caters so devoutly to the public's passion for prowess couldn't do much consistent worshipping when the result of each Saturday's battles seemed to depend largely upon the influence of sun-spots, the phases of the moon, and the reduction of float ing cartilages. When the percentages are figured out, there may be a champion in the Big Ten, but the matter will not be settled until the date of this issue of The Chicagoan. The Michigan- Minnesota and the Illinois-Ohio State games are on the knees of the gods, whose portents thus far have not been particularly instructive. Moreover, there are two methods of estimating ratings in the Big Ten — one, the straight percentage method which does not take tied games into consid eration, and the other, the Dickinson system, which divides the Conference into two groups and then reduces credits gained by victories over second division teams. According to the gospel of Professor Dickinson, Min nesota, which defeated one second division (Iowa) and was tied by an other (Indiana) will not have a com manding ledger account. The changes in the rules have im proved the game. The lateral pass, as VvN "The Art Institute has a horse no bigger than a cat." "I read the street car ads, too." foretold by The Chicagoan at the beginning of the season in spite of the pessimism of many of the coaches, has developed into an important scor ing weapon. There has been less handling of punts by inertia, and, be cause of the danger of returned kicks, there has been better and craftier punting. The withdrawal of the goal posts has made the try-for-point after touchdown a more interesting, because more uncertain, play. A 7 to 6 vic tory now means that the better team won. The clamor from adherents of the teams that lose in this manner, to the effect that the point after touch down is inequitable, now begins to sound like an unsportsmanlike alibi. But the changed position of the goal posts has had one bad effect: the field goal has become almost obsolete. Af ter six weeks of playing, there has not been a single drop-kick or place-kick scored in the Big Ten. I have wit nessed only three attempts at a field goal — two of them in the Michigan- Chicago encounter. The reason for this obsolescence of the field goal is not that the added distance makes this play too difficult. It is to be found in the strategy of the game. The ball must be advanced to the twenty yard line before a field goal can be attempted with any rea sonable hope of success, because the ten yards of the end zone and the ten yards of the snap-back to the kicker demand at least a forty yard kick, at that point. Moreover, a team with the ball on the twenty yard line is going to try for a touchdown, by rushing or passing. But I do not expect to see the gal lows returned to the goal line. The handicap on field goal kicking will tend to develop specialist booters and thus add to the picturesque features of the game. The only reforms that football now needs are among the officials and the alumni clubs. The code of penal ties should be revised and simplified. There is now too much infliction of penalties for petty reasons that have had no effect upon scrimmage. "Clip ping," which usually results in a dis abling leg injury, should be punished by ejection from the game if the of fense is flagrant. The greatest failure of the season was the Ohio State alumni. The most hilarious hippodrome was the North western-Missouri game. The biggest surprise was Indiana's tie match with Minnesota. The best-dressed team was Indiana, in white jerseys with scarlet chevrons. The gamest team was the one which represented your own dear 'Al, you know, I simply adore the country when the tang of Fall is in the air." THE CHICAGOAN 13 Alma Mater. The player of highest value to his eleven was Captain Kenneth Rouse of Chicago. The football season of 1927 will soon be nothing but copy for Spalding's In tercollegiate Guide. The game that rings down the curtain — Notre Dame vs. the University of Southern Cali fornia in Soldier Field Saturday after noon, Nov. 26 — promises to be as epic as the Army-Navy battle in the same amphitheater last year. It will be a duel between paladins — Middle West against the Far West. It will be seen by three times as many people as ever crowded into the Colosseum of Rome to watch the gladiatorial circuses. — CHARLES COLLINS. Poetic Acceptances Edgar Lee Masters responds to the invitation asking him back to Plumb Hollow for the Grand Open ing of the new Fire House. Will Amory Seabury be there? And Jay McFurgle? They were always wanting to play fire man in their youth; Amory is a fire man on the Erie now. Will old Lon Jacobsen be there? And Uncle Billie Eulenspeigle, Turby Gillfassey, Eustace Houston, Seth Chipman, Jerry Frothingham, Eben Bath, Steve Pebble, Ezra Middle- saddle, Twombley Finn, Josh Chill- balder? Will Maggie Blueberring be at the Grand Opening? And Emily Fitz- maurice, Liz Tobias, Ellie Wilbur- force? One used to go down to the station to watch the travelling men come in. One became an old maid and bred cats. One married a drummer from Pitts burgh. One sold the south forty and bought Joe Wetherby's hardware store. And Charlie Rossberg, Richie Frolich- er, Marcus Gooselby, Henry Graves, Eddie Muskhaven, Lucius Kill- canny, Jess Duebridge, Everett Whittseltide, Otho Krautmeyer, Parke Marrybottom, Dr. Fosdick, Bealoph Gottschalk, August Com- lof t, Paul Battlebardle, Chan Ent- whistle. Will they all be there? I'll be there, too, if you'll have roll call. — DONALD PLANT. Don't Balk at the Balkans Even Dalmatia Is Negotiable IT is the custom for those going to the Balkans to struggle through a process of shots-in-the-arm. In fact, departers for Dalmatia and such re gions can boast of more different kinds of shots-in-the-arm than any other travelers. This is still further complicated, as in the case of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, by the farewell party situation. For being adventurous and hardy enough to go so far from home they rate at least a half dozen farewell parties given by admiring friends. These they crawl wanly from their couches to attend; they have high fevers, just having taken the last of the series of shots, and are sensitive to the touch at every point. And as these parties are very merry affairs attended by back slapping, hand wringing well wishers, the poor battered Smiths barely have the strength to creep on board their steamer at the appointed hour. There are several precautions be sides the shots that may be taken on home soil. When studying the guide book, for instance, Mr. and Mrs. Smith will note such expressions as "unpretending Hotel," "simple little Inn," etc. In preparation for all this simplicity a good forth-putting soap and a can of powder (not tooth powder) should be acquired before leaving civilization. Because the strug gles of unprepared guests of unpre tending hostelries in Slavic pharma cies are very sad to see. And again if our fortunate couple like hot baths they had better stay in them a week or so before they leave, because in the Balkans there are three kinds of hotels: 1. The aforementioned unpretend ing inns (consistent throughout). 2. Hotels with a view and no water. 3. Hotels with water from five to seven P. M., but no view. The thing of it is that if Mr. and Mrs. Smith are fortunate enough to land in a hotel of class No. 3 they "I just saved twenty-three and one-half minutes!" "How's that?" "It said at the beginning of this article in Liberty it would take that long, so I just didn't read it." 14 TWE CHICAGOAN are on tenterhooks to get into a No. 2 where they can look out over the quaint old city, or watch the ships sail into the quaint old harbor. And not until amidst little cries of delight, they have completely unpacked, is it brought home to them that Beauty has its price. Just one more precaution. Mr. and Mrs. Smith, if smart, will bring along the baby's mosquito netting, as the mosquitoes of the Balkans are barely kept alive by the natives. On arriving, after several attempts to achieve a meeting of minds over the simple necessities of life, they will try to buy a phrase book. In this they will be foiled. The Slavs do not care whether their language is spoken, their beds slept in, or their food di gested. They will show Mr. and Mrs. Smith eleventh and twelfth century cathedrals with pride and appreciation and motor them efficiently through the most amazingly beautiful country. But after that their interest ceases. What happens, Mr. Smith wonders, to the lobsters that are seen dragged out of the sea? What happens, Mrs. Smith wonders, to the juicy ducks and chickens that make up and unmake their minds at the approach of their motor? Alas, alas, they are only seen when the breath of life is strong within them. Do they, unless meeting an un timely end, grow to be grizzled patri archs? Or do peasant lips smack joy fully over them at their mid-day meal while the poor tourist must be content with a compote of dried prunes? Apparently the same custom is fol lowed with their vegetables. Mr. and Mrs. Smith may fairly pant to intro duce a carrot into their midsts — midsts quite done in with too many tomatoes and pickled beets. But al though carrots, beans, cauliflower and even corn are caught growing in their gardens they're never known to find their way into a hotel kettle. However, in time, no doubt when Mr. and Mrs. Smith are taking then- grandchildren to see the world, a ris ing young scion of the house of Thomas Cook will have taken Dalma tia in hand. He will have enraged the fraternity of hotel proprietors by insisting that water shall flow through civilized channels not only during two, but twenty -four hours out of the day; that pillows be made of some soft malleable substance; that the natural produce be produced. In fact, that the eccentric tourist shall be humored in such small ways as shall yield up profit. The box lunch for excursions will be introduced, and the Francis Fox Institute for washing Ladies' Hair. But then, alas, what price Dalmatia? And what adventure, too? — DOROTHY ALDIS. "Why the red pillow, Agnesl Stop signal?" Do Re Mi Dough The Ofera Repertoire BASKING in the electric glance of a great magnate, endowed with a roster of mostly good, a few great singers, at least reasonably equipped with theatre, decor, ballet, technical staff, and conductors, enjoying the pat ronage of the most magical names on the near north and very far north sides, a tremendous social and artistic influence if only because of its huge ness, the Chicago Civic Opera Com pany has nevertheless the most mediocre repertoire of any organization of commensurate importance in the world. After a minute examination of the forty operas officially chosen for production this season, it is possible to discover only seven of indubitable musical worth and significance. And of these seven two will stand up alone in the concert hall denuded of the glamour that the phenomenon of opera lends to all musics. It is idle to infer that the business executives of the opera association are forced to plan the repertoires, so that the season will be a financial success. If Art cannot manifest itself unless it is put on a paying basis how does one account for the long and successful fight of the Theatre Guild or of the great symphonies in this country? The opera's pocket-book is no affair of ours. But we are directly concerned with its problems of aesthetics. Of course, it is not easy to blame the gentlemen on Congress Street for their marked aversion to dangerous operatic experiments. We recall the almost simultaneous birth and death pangs of "The Love of the Three Oranges" and Montemezzi's "Le Nave." These must have been costly, sickening experiences for directors and business executives. Heralded as novelties they not only failed to stick in the repertoire but proved of little honest musical value once they saw the light of the Audi' torium. But how about Richard Wagner? There is not a major opera company in the world that does not pay ade quate attention to the works for oper atic stage of this great genius. Observe them: Paris, Buenos Aires, New York, London, Munich, Berlin, Vienna and Moscow. Hardly a season passes in any of these cities without a perform ance of the "Nibelungen Ring," of "Tristan and Isolde," of "Parsifal" or TUE CHICAGOAN 15 Auction to Contract The Pros and Cons of Daring Bids "Gimme a cigarette quick I" "Why quick?" "Just got my lighter to work." the "Mastersingers of Nuremburg." The officials of the Opera might point in refutation to "Lohengrin" and "Tannhauser," but this is sorry Wag' ner, mere copy book exercises for a man who had nowhere come to his full measure of genius at the time they were written. At the Festivals in Bayreuth and Munich they are no longer even produced. What stands in the way of the Opera? In Chicago is an enormous German community that could be ex' pected to flock to a cycle of the Ring given with reasonable regard for direc tion and casting. And voices are not lacking. There are Van Gordon, La- mont, who made such a capable Sieg fried a couple of years ago, Raisa, Schlussnus, and the sterling Kipnis, to mention only a few. Is there not material here to cast "The Master- singer" or "Tristan?" It is idle to bleat moralistically about uplifting the masses. On the other hand the masses may begin to feel their oats. The present day symphony audiences started on a diet of musical pap fifty years ago and now they rep resent an educated public. It is more than possible that the audiences of the Opera, satiated with year after year of Massenet, Puccini, Donizetti and Verdi, will turn sharply and bite the hand that's feeding them. — ROBERT POLLAK. |]f Wherein THE CHICAGOAN intro- -" DUCES A SERIES OF ARTICLES ON AD VANCED BRIDGE BY MR. HORACE WYLIE, WHOSE PRIVATE CLASSES ARE ATTENDED BY LEADERS IN LAKE FOREST AND CHICAGO BRIDGE CIRCLES, MEMBER OF THE COMMIT TEE of Three compiling the first Bridge Club Code at New York in 1906. HOW must I change my Auction game when I try out Contract? That is really what you want to know, isn't it? The answer is "Bid ding." You can't score game unless you bid it — you can't score slams un less you bid them. These two considerations urge dar ing bids. The severe penalties for failure to make your contract urge conservative bidding. There results a pleasure in walking between the devil and the deep sea, and it is a pleasure when your step is sure. The first step to be made sure is the opening bid. At Auction perhaps four out of five players follow about this procedure when they have the first bid. They glance at their hand and if the gen eral impression is pretty good, they bid "one no-trump." If the general impression is not so good, but there is visible a five-card suit, including an ace or king or queen, one of that suit is bid. It is more expensive to bid that way at Contract. There is nothing that improves one's game of Auction as quickly as playing Contract, and the reason is that in' creased accuracy of bidding soon be comes part of one's make-up. Now for the particulars: Let us suppose that you have made the deal. If you count each jack as one, each queen as two, each king as three, and each ace as four, and the total in your hand is from thirteen to sixteen, inclu sive, you have the bid of "one no- trump." It will be seen that the requirements of a bid for "one no-trump" as given above are greater than at Auction, in which a holding adding up eleven is usually sufficient for such a bid. One reason for this higher holding stand ard is that you hope, with your part ner's aid, to arrive at a game contract and such a contract requires a sound foundation. Now let us consider what holding justifies an original "two no-trump" bid. Though desirable, the bid is dan gerous, for the partner of such bidder, as will be seen later, will raise the bid to "three no-trump" on slight provo' cation. Seventeen then is the minimum of points reckoned as above to justify this bid. Yes. You will sometimes be happy enough to hold twenty-one or more points distributed through all four suits and then "three no-trump" is your bid. There is an exception to the rule given above for no-trump bids. If your hand has a blank suit or a worth' less singleton suit, a suit bid is better than a no'trump. If you feel you must bid one no- trump on such a hand do not do it with a count of less than sixteen. It must also be kept in mind that The worm turns. Art Institute Guide — "Beg pardon, sir, but I believe you forgot to pay your admission." Visitor — "No, thanks, I'm just looking around." there are many hands which justify a no-trump bid, but which also justify a major suit bid and the suit bid is usu ally to be preferred. Now let us turn our attention to suit bids. As for the no-trump one may take as a Measuring Rule the 1, 2, 3, 4 count previously given, so for suit bids we may take the Quick Trick Measur ing Rule. A Quick Trick is the first or sec ond trick taken in a suit. An ace and king of the same suit and in the same hand equal two Quick Tricks. An ace and queen of the same suit and in the same hand equal one and one-half Quick Tricks. An ace equals one Quick Trick. A king and queen of the same suit and in the same hand equal one Quick Trick. A king with a small card equals one half Quick Trick. The reason the king with a small card is equal to one-half Quick Trick is that it will take a whole trick half the time. This depends whether the ace is to the left or right of the king. Similarly an ace and queen combi nation will take two tricks or one trick, depending upon whether the king is to the left or right. Now that we have our Measuring Rule, to apply it. A bid of one in a suit announces that in the whole hand, not necessarily in the suit bid, there are at least two Quick Tricks. It also announces that the suit bid consists of at least five cards, including two face cards or, if of four cards only, the shortage is compen sated by an additional Quick Trick outside the suit, or an additional High Card inside the suit. Aces, kings, queens are high cards. The bid of one in a suit is perhaps the most important of all the bids. It serves as a sound foundation for fur ther offensive bidding or for defen sive tactics if the opponents get the contract. It frequently stops the op ponents from making a game-going declaration of one no-trump, for fear of the suit thus bid, and in many other cases when the adversaries get the contract, saves your partner from mak ing a disastrous original lead. The original bid of two in a suit, in contract, has become highly conven tional. If made in a minor suit, it means six or more, including the ace and king and queen. If made in a major suit it again means six in suit, but this time including the ace with either the king or both queen and jack. An original bid of three in a suit means a probable seven tricks, if that suit is trumps and that the hand for some reason is not a two bid. An original bid of four in a suit means a probable eight tricks, if that suit is trumps. With this as a chart you may es cape the Devil and the Deep Sea of your opening bid, but how about the TUE CHICAGOAN Scylla and Charybdis of raising or not raising your partner's bid? How about the Sirens and their song of Slams? — HORACE WYLIE. Contract Bridge The New Laws THE new laws for contract bridge, as adopted by New York clubs and made effective September 17, 1927, follow: Trick Values No trumps 35; Spades JO; Hearts 36; Diamonds 20; Clubs 20; Doubling doubles trick values. Re doubling multiplies them by four. Rank op Bids A bid of greater number of tricks ranks higher than a bid of a lesser number. When two bids arc of the same number, they rank: No trump, spades, hearts, diamonds, clubs. Game A game is won when one side makes a trick score of 100 or more points. Of the tricks made, only those contracted for are scored in the trick score. All extra tricks (tricks made over and above those con tracted for) are scored in the honor score. Rubber A rubber is ended when one side wins two games. Vulnerable After a side wins one game they become "Vulner able.'' Until a side wins a game it is "Not Vul nerable." Premiums All premiums are scored in the honor score and are classified as follows: Honors 4 in one hand (or fifth in partner's) 100 points 5 in one hand 150 " 4 aces in one hand in No Trumps 150 " All other honors ~ 000 Final game of rubber (if a two game rubber) — 700 Final game of rubber (if a three game rubber) 500 Other Games No bonus Making Contract If Undoubled 000 points If Doubled (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) 50 (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 100 Extra Tricks If Undoubled (When Declarer is Vul nerable or Not Vulnerable) 50 pts per tk If Doubled (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) _-- 100 " " " (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 200 Slams When Bid and Made Little Slam (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) 500 (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 750 " " " Grand Slam (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) 1000 * (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 1500 " " " Unbid Slams Made Nothing Slam premiums are additional to all other premi ums. Doubling and redoubling do not alter slam premi ums. Penalties Undertricks (Scored in Adversaries Honor Score) If Undoubled (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) — 50 pts per tk (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 100 " " " and 200 " for subsequent tricks If Doubled (When Declarer is Not Vulnerable) . 100 points per trick for the first 2 tricks 200 points per trick for third and fourth tricks 400 points per trick for subsequent tricks (When Declarer is Vulnerable) 200 points for the first trick _ 400 points per trick for subsequent tricks Redoubling Doubles the doubled premiums and penalties. Doubling and redoubling do not affect the premium for games, slams and honors or the penalty points for the second and third revokes. Revokb The revoke penalty for either side is the loss of two tricks for any player's first revoke. 100 points additional penalty for each subsequent revoke. TI4ECUICAG0AN 17 CHICAGOAN/ An Award for Landis KENESAW MOUNTAIN LANDIS, former federal judge and presently high commissioner of or ganised baseball, has earned for him self a paragraph in the record of the day as the most unique ornament the federal judiciary ever boasted of — or complained about. From the federal bench to the hectic forum of professional sport might seem an extraordinary transition, but the personality and the career of Judge Landis have been so full of the ex traordinary, the bizarre and the sensational that practically any course . he might have taken upon leaving the bench would have had the sanction of pre cedent. Judge Landis' leap from ob- scurity was accomplished through the appointment to the federal bench in the Chicago district by President Roosevelt. The appointment was a sensation in the legal profession. Politics, more inured to the mysterious ways of political appointments, was at least suprised. It was commonly believed at the time that William Lorimer, then Republican leader of Illinois, was the direct instrument of the appointment which came as the result of listening indul gently — as was his custom — to the enthusiastic pleas of ad herents. Practically since his appointment Judge Landis has been one of the premier newspaper personalities of the country. He has been persistently in the news of the day, sometimes by virtue of events with which he was logically associated and other times by ways which were apparently pro voked; at any rate, he was in the news and the record shows no instances in which the limelight of publicity did not seem pleasing indeed. In examining the personality of Judge Landis one is struck with the idea that a long list of persons would have to be gone through before an other would be found who has as lit tle of the commonly accepted judicial characteristics about him as has Judge Landis. Admirers of Judge Landis — and he has many — insist upon his con spicuous honesty, but they rarely specify whether they mean honesty of mind as well as financial honesty. Judge Landis, in reality, is a striking example of the power of publicity. And this power is an agency whose potency he has never been unaware or neglectful of. P. T. Barnum, an other great showman, was perhaps more frank in courting publicity but not a bit more consistent. Judge Landis has sedulously cultivated news' paper editors and reporters and never refrains from almost any sort of an antic which promises first page public ity. If considerations of dignity, good taste and many other essential char acteristics of a gentleman seemed to weigh in the balance against the pro posed action or statement, they seldom won out. Publicity is an intoxicant and an over free indulgence in it has left an indelible mark upon him. Judge Landis' personal ap pearance, natural and affected, has done its part in focusing public attention. He is of medium height and slender. His sartorial effects are dazzling. A huge shock of gray hair is allowed to grow to tragedian lengths. His features are finely chiseled and upon them rests almost continuously a threaten ingly serious expression. Sit ting at a table he leans his chest upon it and seems to be come all head and arms. His usual gestures are a setting-up exercise. The accusing finger at arm's length is frequently in dulged in with great serious ness although the matter may be of no greater moment than ordering a waiter to bring a cup of coffee. He affects a high standing collar and a tiny black string tie. He carries an astonishingly heavy cane with a great number of rubber bands wound about the head. Judge Landis can make the most solemn ceremony out of the most trivial act. But people remember him, not always knowing why. Kenesaw Mountain Landis was born at Millville, Ohio, on November 20, 1866. His father was a Union soldier in the Civil War and was seri ously wounded at the battle of Kene saw Mountain and thereby Judge Landis acquired his topographical cog nomen. His family eventually re moved to Logansport, Ind., where his youthful days were spent. Young Landis was admitted to the bar and then studied law, a procedure which 18 TUE CUICAGOAN Holiday gift suggestion — Book Ends. was then possible under the Indiana statutes. He came to Chicago in 1891 and later went to Washington as pri vate secretary to Secretary of State Walter Q. Gresham, a member of President Cleveland's cabinet. At the conclusion of this appointment he re turned to Chicago to the practice of law and politics. In March, 1905, he was appointed to the federal bench in' Chicago to fill a new judgeship which had just been created. He remained on good terms with the benefactors who had been instrumental in his appointment for only a short time. Newspaper antagonism to the Lorimer faction of the Illinois Republican party seemed to suggest to him that ways of pub licity led in a direction far remote from the camps of his benefactors. In order to make very plain to all concerned that he had cut adrift from his sponsors he promptly opened a long series of prosecutions against every indictable friend of the Lorimer faction. Judge Landis' greatest gesture for front page space was a fine imposed upon the Standard Oil Company of Indiana of $29,240,000. In this prose cution he insisted upon calling as a witness John D. Rockefeller. Al though the financier had long been in ill health and had retired from active participation in the affairs of the Standard Oil companies ten years previously Judge Landis could not re sist the opportunity to pillory him for publicity. This fine, in company with a surprisingly large number of other decisions of Judge Landis, was set aside by the Supreme Court. During the World War Judge Landis was a perambulating dynamo of patriotism. At innumerable func tions he whipped himself into a seem' ing delirium in his denunciation of the enemy. In one address he advocated that the Kaiser, his six sons and five thousand prominent German militar ists be executed by Allied firing squads. When Judge Landis was presiding over his section of the federal judici ary the place at times offered compen sations for persons whose presence was necessary but who would have pre ferred attending a vaudeville show. If no "news" developed in the normal routine, the Judge would always try hard to oblige the newspaper boys. While there was always much solemn ity the question of dignity at times was not permitted to become over- burdensome. On one occasion he held court in his stocking feet, having sent his shoes out to be repaired. Judge Landis loves humor but the humor of his own manufacture in his days in the Federal Building some times was severely cutting and at other times it was entirely lost on the miser able objects of his quips. When some poor devil, standing before the bar for sentence and seeing not the mahogany desk but only the black jaws of prison, had heard the fatal words pronounced, the Judge had an amusing practice of saying to his court attaches, "Take this man up to Mabel's room." In the early days of the current ascendency of wrist watches Judge Landis would see red when an at' torney before the bar would appear wearing one. Only his judicial secur' ity saved him from physical chastise ment because of the language he used on these occasions. On one occasion, however, notice of the matter was taken by Senator Thomas of Colorado who threatened impeachment proceed ings in Congress. His tenure of office was threatened at other times. The last time was when he accepted the position of Lord High Commissioner of baseball before he had reached the detail of resignation from the bench. The resignation, however, was eventually hurried by resolutions of the Ameri can Bar Association which criticised him for accepting a salary from the baseball interests while functioning as a federal judge. Judge Landis could be called a very courageous man if one could only be sure how much about him is coinage and how much fanaticism. At any rate, since his entrance into public life he has been relentless in follow ing the course of what appeared to be his convictions. He never wavered in an emergency and the greater the moment of the occasion, the greater he seemed to relish the authority to rule. Perhaps a little light is shed on this attribute of the Landis character by the expression he has been heard to use on occasions when he is thor oughly wrought up about some per son or some matter. At these times he proclaims what his punishment would be, — "if I were God." — H. K. MIDDLETON. THIS is an enlightened age, we are told, freed for all time from those degrading superstitions which held our ancestors in thrall (of course the en lightenment dwindles out completely south of the Mason-Dixon line). But Chicago — worldly, sophisticated, men tally alert—? Would you ever believe that the powers who control the des tinies of, and collect the -rent from, office-holders in the ultra-modern new Lake Michigan building should deem it necessary to number the thirteenth floor "14" in order not to frighten away Big Business? — L. C. V. TUE CHICAGOAN 19 Important // True EYE — ear, nose and throat — wit nesses agree utterly as to the com plete success of the farewell party tendered his bandsmen by the local maestro now investigating the birth place of Back and bock. A fine large evening, the musicians amusing them selves in true busman fashion, is agreed to. Agreement also prevails as to the quality of the golden beverage of which there seemed no end. They tell: That the maestro insisted upon beer, obtained it, then sought a relatively secure retreat on the Far West Side in which to complete the proceedings. That a friendly policeman, asked for a suggestion in this connection, replied, "Why go way out there? Why not stay right here in the theatre? Lots of room, and since you bought my beer instead of that other guy's, I'll bring over a couple of the boys to stand guard with me and I'd like to see some body bust up the party." THE newspaper boys are making good use, unofficially, of a tele phone number which works modern miracles at relatively small cost. Next time due processes of law seem un duly lethargic, it may come in handy. Here's the process: The number is called in the usual manner. A glib tongue makes cipher reply, which need not be understood if the inquirer asks for Buck — or may be it's Bull — and affects a knowing in tonation. Bull, if it isn't Buck after all, listens to your story and promises to do his best, which is pretty good. Next act: The party of the second part (your adversary) is visited by a substantial- looking individual who arrives in an automobile which he points out as the former conveyance of Dion O'Banion. He mentions various individuals who have been taken for a ride in it, adding that the visitee will not be similarly conveyed if adjustment of the misun derstanding is forthcoming— in the form of a certified check — within twelve hours. Third act: Adjustment is made and party of first part receives two-thirds of amount in question. The name of the modern Robin Hood — for the stunt is used ex clusively on the side of right — is not disclosed. — JAMES. JOURNALL/TIC JOURNEY/ Nero Played the Lyre IT was not, as Nero would have had it, a fire in the grand manner. But this could hardly be laid to lack of seal on the part of Big Bill Thompson. Every preparation had been made. The event had been bulletined, bill-boarded, and advance-agented for two weeks. That much, at least, should be said for Mayor Thompson. Nero was in the habit of giving his shows on the spur of the moment, and some of his great est spectacles — as the burning of Rome — may be thought to have suffered thereby. Nero fiddled while Rome burned. The reporter, strolling leisurely down Wells street toward the scene of Mayor Thompson's projected fireworks, play fully juggled with this idea. There ought to be a story in that. But Mayor Thompson didn't fiddle. True, neither did Nero. The instrument was a lyre. But the pun was too obvious. At Randolph and Wells it was al ready noticeable that streams of people were flocking in the direction of Frank lin street and Wacker drive, where the promised fire was to take place. Here, reflected the reporter, was the truest example of the much-heralded "showmanship" of the mayor. This bonfire business was a show, pure and simple, nothing else. A show using for drawing force the crudest and most elemental source of drama. Fire! Two weeks in advance the manager had announced that at a given hour at a given place a certain spectacle would be seen. A new engine shooting a stream of water under pressure great enough to batter through brick walls was to be tried out. A warehouse at the corner of Franklin street and Wacker drive, abandoned and destined to destruction, was to be set on fire. Against the fire would be pitted the stream of water. The walls of the burning building would crumble under the piercing stream that shot from the pressure wagon. The fire would hiss, sizzle, and go out. What a show! The reporter stuck his police card in the band of his hat and pushed his way through the swarms of audience that jammed the streets for blocks around the scene. The audience was being herded back against the railing of Wacker drive. It flooded over the Franklin street bridge and the Wells street bridge. The mass of the crowd, fifty deep, curved like the audience of an amphi theatre around the turn of Wacker drive at Franklin street. In the cleared Influencing public opinion (Mex.) 20 TME CHICAGOAN space, as in the center of a Greek thea tre, stood the engines ready for action. Two squads of mounted police pa trolled up and down, crowding back the lines of spectators. A company of foot-police were scattered over the area in the capacity of ushers. Directly opposite the doomed build ing were grouped the cameramen. Movie cameras, newspaper cameras on tripods, newspaper cameras in the hands of photogs ready to shoot speed- flashes, ready to perch on fences, engines, bridges, ladders, lamp-posts for special shots. In a little knot to the side of the cameramen stood the reporters. Men from all the papers, . men from the Associated Press, men from the United Press, special correspondents from out of town papers. In the center of the cleared space on Wacker drive stood the supreme actor in the show: the new pressure wagon. It was a red fire-truck on which were mounted two water-guns. They stood on silver-tripods, gleaming silver bar rels, like machine-guns. They were trained on the top story of the doomed building. All over the street stood auxiliary apparatus. Ladder-trucks, engines, a tower-truck. The crowd waited. Firemen went up and back, dragging sections of hose toward the warehouse, setting up ladders against it, making all ready for the Ideal Fire. Groups of dignitaries stood about. In one group stood the Visiting Fire men from Joliet. They were frankly skeptical. The crowd waited. A murmur went around among the officials. It was about to happen. At some time, mysteriously, a corps of firemen had scattered gasoline and excelsior through the building. All the windows had been yanked out. A blind, bare hulk, the four story struc ture of red brick stood patient, like a court-marshalled officer stripped of in signia, waiting to be executed. A murmuring and straining motion went through the crowd. They knew it was about to happen. Fire began to show. It rose lazily through the top story of the building. The gunners stood at the pressure wagon. But the Chief held his hand! Committee meets cod liver oil addict on arrival at club. Not yet! Not till the flames reach twelve feet high should the shooting commence! The fire should have every chance for honest and fair combat The fire did well. It rose, waving like a head of red hair. But somehow , it didn't register. The flames did not shoot to the sky. Smoke did not belch forth. No small explosions rocked the street. Splinters, bricks, and falling timbers failed to put in appearance. The crowd waited. No clang of arriving fire-engines. No screams of ladies with babies. No spread-out bedsheets to catch leapers from windows. Anyway, the stream of water would knock in a wall. Just watch. Knock a hole clear through a brick wall! The word! The water shot out of one of the guns. The sharp stream hissed in a bee-line straight across the street and flooded into the building through one of the bare window-spaces. What! No blasted walls? The stream continued to shoot in through the window-frame. The flames began to die down. Other streams from other engines were let into the structure. '«-. People began to walk away. "Hey!" said the reporter. "How about busting walls?" The fourth assistant fire chief turned a professional eye. "Sure," he said. "If the pressure is high enough, and if we got water enough." The reporter cast an eye backward at the expanses of the Chicago river. "See that single column of bricks be* tween the two windows?" the fourth assistant chief was saying, "well, we could hit that out easy if we tried to." The fire was down. Men with axes were climbing into the sad, smeary warehouse. A bored, disappointed populace had swiftly scattered. The cameramen were folding up their tri' pods. The reporters strolled (good re* porters always stroll) back to their offices and wrote hot stories about the exciting fire and the marvellous engine that shot a stream of water that beat holes through brick walls. — MEYER LEVIN. City Comptroller Charles C Fitzmorris, when a boy, won a trip around the world in a newspaper pop ular vote contest and then got a job as a cub reporter on the Chicago Even* ing American. TMECI4ICAG0AN 21 /PORT/ REVIEW Dollars vs. Sportsmanship IF sportsmanship is on the decline in the United States, as not a few writers and viewers with alarm would have us believe, and if, as they con tend, commercialism on the million dollar scale is the cause of the alleged deplorable situation, a comparison of athletic contests in the good old days of sport for sport's sake with the gladiatorial spectacles in this age of greed proves peculiarly interesting. For purposes of laboratory experiment let's consider the two sports which command the greatest mass interest, namely, championship boxing matches and col lege football. What howls of lament, emanating chiefly from the pens and throats of old grads, greeted the proposal of a few seasons ago of the president of Dartmouth college to eliminate as far as possible the commercial aspect of football by minimizing the importance of annual intercollegiate contests! The proposal of this educator met such a united opposition that serious popular consideration was nullified. A similar fate had greeted numerous other sug gestions of educators intended to check over-emphasis on this one branch of intercollegiate sport. Instead of heed ing the academic voice of protest, the athletic associations of the major schools, backed up by the alumni, went right ahead with plans for huge stadi ums, hired better and more expensive coaches and scheduled harder and more spectacular games. Today a football crowd of 30,000 is a mere handful. In 1905 it would have been almost in the nature of a miracle. Stagg field (in those days it was Marshall field) had a seating capacity of 16,000 and it was possible to crowd about 6,000 more into the enclosed area, by utilizing the space behind the end zones. The spectators in these spaces, however, were re quired to stand up on raised platforms. In that year Chicago played Michigan and won 2 to 0. It was a gruelling game, a heartbreaking game for Michi gan, and the aftermath was most un fortunate. The outcome engendered angry pas sions and there were exaggerated stories current for several days of at tempted suicides by members of the Michigan team and of gory fist fights between partisans of the two schools. It is hard to imagine such a thing oc curring in this day of huge gate receipts. Michigan's victory over Chi cago two weeks ago was witnessed by a crowd of 60,000 persons. It was one of the cleanest games of the year. If there was poignant disappointment in the hearts of Chicago alumni and un dergraduates after the game, they masked it most successfully. The loss of a game today is not a matter of life and death. The game itself is at once more interesting to watch and less bone crushing to play, and, in my opinion, the ephemeral quality of sportsmanship is more noticeably displayed by both players and spectators. The question of commercialism, it seems to me, is most effectively answered by the fact that the receipts of football provide support for many other branches of intercol legiate sport which might otherwise languish and die. In the matter of world championship boxing matches, let's consider as lab oratory specimens the fight in 1900 between Champion Bob Fitzsimmons and Challenger Tom Sharkey at Coney Island, and the recent $3,000,000 spec tacle in which Gene Tunney and Jack Dempsey performed in our own Sol dier Field stadium. Aside from the difference in the amount of money paid the two sets of fighters, consider the atmosphere and the style of boxing which prevailed at the earlier match as opposed to the modern boxing show. Although it lasted but two rounds, the Fitzimmons-Sharkey fight was chron icled as a bloody, smashing combat of giants from the first gong. The pres ence of women at the ringside was unnoted, if any were there. Last summer on the shore of Lake Michi gan, the championship battle was in the nature of a society event. The raucous prize fight element was, no doubt, pres ent, but its passion was bridled. The fight itself was a cagey, scientific con test in which wit played a far greater and more important part than slashing brute force. With the exception of Dempsey 's rabbit punches, the stand ard of sportsmanship displayed by the fighters was as high as the cleanest of amateur or professional contests. On the other hand, and in support of the contention that sportsmanship gener ally k declining, the clean tactics and 't« .. --M "If this scale's correct, sure mus' start reducin'." adherence to scientific boxing rules ex-. hibited particularly by the champion brought forth criticism in the form of audible rebuke from many spectators, rather than admiration. Tunney was the butt of nationwide ridicule for "riding the bicycle" after he had been knocked down in the 7th round, be cause he showed plain common sense and remarkable ability to think clearly in an acute situation. The referee was condemned roundly for his part in the counting business, when, as a matter of fact, he was enforcing a rule insisted upon before the fight by Dempsey him self. But then, we must recognize that no matter what the standard of sports manship of boxers, the spectators will probably always demand a satisfaction of primitive instincts. My contention is that the sportsmanship of millionaire fighters today is on a higher level than was permitted boxers in Tom Sharkey's and Bob Fitzimmons' time and that huge gate receipts have not lowered the standard for either professional or amateur sports. In conclusion, it might be safe to say that the great crowds attending profes sional and amateur contests today, re gardless of the amount of money collected from them, have tended to make it more difficult for the employ-, ment of dishonest or unfair tactics1 on the part of contestants and their man agers. The greater the number of per sons interested in a sport the greater will be the publicity accorded it, and successful dishonesty is quite difficult under a full glare of limelight. — JOSEPH DUGAN. 22 T14E CHICAGOAN Queenie Smith, who is the £rinci£a1 hit in "Hit the Deck" now exhibited at The Woods. The young lady frolics among her sailors as the rafters pulsate to "Hallelujah." TUECI4ICAG0AN 23 Sympathy Paternal j HE shade of Father Dearborn * hovered over the scene of tur moil that is State and Madison streets. Above the vehicular din his deep sigh was unheard. Expletives of im patient motorists commingled with the cries of ambitious newsies. The traffic cop's verbal ultimatums to those who dared defy the outstretched arm of the law caused circling pigeons to seek landing at some less turbulent spot. For hours, days, weeks, the pater of the sophisticated child city of the midwest had stationed himself above this intersection. "Oh, children of my children! Oh, sufferers in this gasoline age! Sorrowness overcomes me at your plight," he whispered to the many marooned in the traffic tide. "I, too, have been stalled in this selfsame spot. Oft have I dug the wheels of my prairie schooner from the mud that is beneath the streets you now curse. But for my predicament there was hope. While you, alas, must sit and suffer." DAVID E. EVANS. Advantages After Graduation GRIDIRON fame had come to Ebenezer while a student at the Midway. Sporting page publicity had made his name known and feared wherever moleskins were donned for the glory of dear old alma mater. Graduation found him following the footsteps of numberless fraternity men who had gone before. Into the bond business went Ebenezer. He soon demonstrated his football ability by building up a nice clientele. Then he struck upon the idea of going into business for himself in a promising community location. Came then the diligent search for a suitable advertising slogan. He pon dered at length with all the concentra tion he could muster after his three years of skull practice on intricate plays. At last, the inspiration! Ebenezer's erudition had served him well. His copy writer was instructed to build the sales appeal around this inviting catch line: Investors: Patronize Your Na- borhood Football Star! — t. s. F. <The ST A G E A Hamlet Impends MR. FRITZ LEIBER whose Ham let for reasons, good and suffi cient, may be said to be the best of the day will open an engagement next week in Chicago at the Eighth Street Theatre. The obscurity of the Eighth Street Theatre, together with what may lightly be referred to as the tendencies of the day, is not unlikely to create a set of circumstances which will con vince Mr. Leiber that the drama here is not exactly getting on. It is with regret that we find our selves unable to chronicle a more prom ising prospect. But it is a fact that a Shakespearean repertoire company, however good, coming stealthily into such an obscure hall as the Eighth Street Theatre offers little indeed, at this moment, upon which to predicate hope of resounding success. Builders of mouse-tf aps may be sought out of their hidings but plays of the theatre of to day are "sold" to patrons. And such solid fare as Hamlet and The Merchant of Venice needs the most vigorous type of sales effort. Mrs. Samuel Insull's experiments in the theatre were resumed early this week at The Studebaker. A company of players, described as distinguished — and meritoriously so — has been as sembled and an intriguing list of plays has been selected. All in all, Mrs. In- sull's undertaking represents one of the most interesting things now being done in the theatre and it being so distinctly and pleasingly Chicagoan, its well-wishers cannot be too zealous. — H. K. M. Now Going On Broadway — at the Selwyn. Behind the scenes in a Noo Yoik night-club, with chorus girls, gangsters, dancers and de tectives all mixed up in a wild, thrilling melodrama that is, at the same time, funnier than a farce. Tops the list as the best show in town, and better than any show that will come to town this season. The Play's the Thing — at the Harris. Hoi- brook filinn in a Molnar comedy. Eng lished by the waggish P. G. Wodehouse. A laughing, literate procedure that will be vastly enjoyed by the upper half. The Road to Rome — at the Adelphi. Miss Grace George and a competent troupe making merry in Robert Sherwood's play about Hannibal, and the ribald reason why he didn't ruin Rome. Saturday's Children — at the PRINCESS. Maxwell Anderson's moving and honest little play about young marrieds trying to get along. Splendidly acted by Ruth Gordon, Humphrey Bogart and the good old "New York cast." Lulu Belle — at the Illinois. Miss Lenore Ulric as the cabaret gal who is the toast of Harlem and becomes the cinnamon toast of Paris. A more-or-less Moscow Art production by the Chevalier Belasco. Get your seats early — or somebody else will. Tommy — at the Cort. Good dean fun. At least clean. I don't think it will ever leave town! Rain — at the Minturn-Central. Miss Georgie Lee Hall and a capable crew in the middle of a deservedly long run. The Maugham-Colton drama hasn't been sur passed in five years of playwriting on any continent. Don't miss it. One of the few worth seeing again. The Springboard — at the Blackstonb. Alice Duer Miller's American comedy on display with Madge Kennedy and Sidney Blackmer. New York failed to take it to its bosom, but maybe Chicago will. Heartbreak House— at the Studbbaker. Mrs. Insull's Art Theatre makes its sec ond-season bow with another of Mr. Shaw's little practical jokes. Shakespeare Repertory — at the Eighth Street. Fritz Leiber and several platoons of helpers hang out their socks and buskins in the hope that high-school English classes won't be the only coupon- holders. Mr. Leiber is just about the last Shakespearian actor left who doesn't in sist on appearing in modern dothes. Hit the Dec\— at the Woods. Miss Queenie Smith, almost entirely surrounded by 24 TWECUICAGOAN sailors, in Vincent Youman's musical- comedy wow. You'll hear the music everywhere, so you might as well give in and begin trying to buy seats. It ought to be here until everybody is back from Florida. Queen High — at the Four Cohans. Frank Mclntyre, Charles Ruggles and one of the Vanderbilt girls — I think it's Ger trude — assisted by many girls and boys, singing, dancing and cutting capers in what was once that funny farce, A Pair of Sixes. Admirable entertainment. You must come over! The Countess Maritza — at the Olympic. Grand, old-fashioned operetta with a score by the Viennese Kalman. Miss Odette Myrtil (favorite of Paris, London and other points) is in it, along with Walter Woolf, Harry K. Morton and an army corps of ladies and gentlemen of the ensemble. And here is a surprise you could never guess. The entire production was supervised under the eagle eye of none other than Mr. J. J. Shubert! — G. M. ART An Ai R merican Kena7ssance I HE renascence of thought in any * given direction is immediately recorded by a corresponding expres sion in art. In fact, we may safely use art as a divining rod through which we may interpret the future trend of our collective aspirations. The pub lic consciousness passes through the same experimental mental states in its relation to art as it does to the more ordinary creature comforts of life. First there comes a period of innova tion and experimentation. Impressions are recorded for the sake of their imaginative essence. The artistic im pressionism of youth satisfies the long ing for beauty because it gives free rein to the flight of imaginative thought. Then, the material necessi- >£C? 'Just picture yourself: ties attendant to living gradually dis tort the image into a fearful, trite ex- pression of realism. Technique, for mulae, affectation, are the fruits of that decadence which follows the sub mergence of a people into the slough of effete materialism. Finally, reason clears the house of its predecessors. The rationality of art allows it to re' invest itself with the imaginative qual ity of its youth. The disciplined mind finds it pos sible to subordinate technique in such a manner as to preserve the sacred flame of youthful imagination and truth. This last condition forms the background for superb cultural epochs, and the sculptured expressions which are to be seen at the American Ex hibition at the Art Institute give ample proof as to the scope and pro portions of the American Renaissance. The fact that this exhibition excels in sculpture is in itself an omen of some importance. If America can make possible the existence of such a num ber of excellent artists, she must have really arrived somewhere in her cul tural processes. Sculpture of all the arts, appeals fundamentally to the in tellect. Its very medium gives it a range which covers the entire spec trum between black and white. It does not startle by a violent separa tion of the colors. It represses the haphazard and seeks beauty through a complete coordination of the salient elements into a perfect expression of form. Hence the excellence of this American sculpture in itself speaks volumes for the collective conscious ness of our people. Artistic epochs have always relied upon the imagina tive force of a whole people towards a common ideal goal. Outstanding among the splendid works at the American Exhibition is A Hindu Youth, by Gustavo Arcila. It breathes with an inner ferment of the aggressiveness of the soul. There is a woodcarving, Leonardo, by a new comer named Gleb Derujinsky, which is one of the most adequate representa tions of the great medieval artist. Chester Beach is in usual form with an imaginative marble fountain, Pan, which might easily be compared to the best of the classical masters. Then there is a native artist of our own city, Seth M. Velsey, whose Portrait of Frances leads one to believe that he has by far outdistanced his erstwhile mas ters. I could find material for an article TWECmCAGOAN 25 about almost any of the works in sculpture displayed in this exhibition and still it would be left to yourself finally to see and derive the pleasure of your own interpretation. The point I am trying to drive home is this: the American Exhibition of Paintings and Sculpture at the Art Institute is an excellent exhibition of sculpture. In the nature of things it is pregnant with the thought of a great future for American art. One feels inclined to think that we have been most grossly libeled when we have been called pri marily moneygrubbers. The creative art center of the world is undoubtedly on this side of the Atlantic. We have entered into, and are now in the midst oL/the American Renaissance. — OSKAR J. W. HANSEN. Superstitions Denoting Nativity That 1,254 Evanston women com mitted suicide when they learned that Harry Minturn's stock company was not to return to the New Evanston theatre this winter. ? That the Marshall Studio in Wil- mette Harbor is full of parokeets, croc odiles and other fauna of the tropics. ? That Wilson avenue has any fami lies at all. ? That the bungalows on the apart ment-hotel roofs in Chicago are a swell place to live. ? That Loop workers are so blase they never stop to watch the fire engine go by. ? That the new Lake Shore Athletic Club is simply filthy with athletes. That athletes belong to athletic clubs. ? That the traffic officer on the corner of La Salle and Jackson has lost his sense of humor. ? That every woman who is held up while putting her car in the garage late at night is round-shouldered with dia monds. ? That a West Madison street pan handler ever starves to death. <The CINEMA A Confidential Ti{> WELCOME accorded the recent ly imparted information locat ing the best pictures in town at any and all given moments prompts a post script of especial interest to theatre goers who do not come downtown for their entertainment. It is a fact, de spite elaborate efforts to conceal it, that excellent pictures may be seen in the big neighborhood theatres without jazz trimmings. The union musicians compelled by the Paul Ash influence to don cap and bells and disport themselves in the things called "presentations" do not work between four o'clock in the after noon and seven. Save Wednesdays, Saturdays, Sundays and holidays, therefore, straight picture programs are exhibited. Not merely the pictures shown earlier in the afternoon and later in the evening, between jazz up roars, but additional pictures shown at this time of the day and at no other time. This is, of course, a profound se cret. Indeed, should its disclosure in this space increase attendance at the so-called "supper show," no doubt the eager management would interject an "Ladies and gentlemen. Due to the actors' and musicians' strike we re gret very much to announce that we will be compelled to show a motion picture." extra session of jazz at this time and the last haven of the pure cinemagoer would vanish. Not that a four-to- seven matinee can be unreservedly termed a haven, but that it is better than nothing at all. The Ash Technique THE Paul Ash technique, a gro tesquely glorious thing, obtrudes again. The maestro is doing Europe, with a cameraman and a press agent, retaining his hold upon young Chicago by means of newsreel pictures which will be shown during his absence. So much for the obvious. Behind all this, the jazzist being what he is, lies the rather well predi cated probability of a palpably uncon templated special engagement at a Broadway theatre. Behind this, the perhaps remote possibility of annexing the Whiteman crown. Behind this — but enough. Certainly you are not in terested in the affairs of the lowly Mr. Ash. Certainly not. Now Showing Wings: An expensive and expansive drama hitched to the increasingly interesting subject of aerial warfare. The Garden of Allah: Produced (again) by Rex Ingram on foreign soil with Alice Terry the sole American member of the cast. Various vigorous looking fellows fall in love with Miss Terry, in beautiful settings, before a sandstorm clears the situation. Pretty stuff. Brea\fast at Sunrise: A pert and expert treatise on the effects of matrimony, real and make-believe, dished up by Con stance Talmadge with every indication of authority. Light and amusing. Figures Don't Lie: A steno comedy, with Esther Ralston's physique and Ford Sterling's physiognomy its chief assets. Not as funny as intended. Old San Francisco: An excellently con cocted and attractively narrated story providing a good reason for the earth quake. Worth trailing to the outlying houses. The Fair Co-Ed: Marion Davies and other well formed ladies in revealing basketball uniforms and a sort of story. Captions out of College Humor. The College Widow: No fault of George Ade's. The Woman on Trial: People who like Pola Negri don't care what she does any way. One of those courtroom things. The Cat and the Canary: A faithful re production, whatever that means. Must be seen from the first. — W. R. WEAVER. 26 THE CWCAGOAN MU/ICAL NOTE/ The Oftera Gets Going KUSSEVITSKY appeared and the opera season opened on one and the same night. The seduction of "La Traviata" was not hard to resist, so our first operatic experience was "Tannhauser," the medium for intro ducing three new-comers, Lucille Meusel, Leone Kruse and Heinrich Schlusnuss. The La Meusel, endowed with the small role of the Sheperd, sang creditably in spite of a marked nerv ousness. Miss Kruse, as Elizabeth, did most of the conventional things with the part, revealing a large and capable dramatic soprano marred by one or two affectations that will be certain to come out in the wash of experience. Of Heinrich Schlussnuss we knew already. He has released through a German company some dozens of phonograph records that began to prove why he was the idol of Berlin opera- goers. Gifted with a full, round bari tone, capable of tremendous volume and a mezzo voce of almost angelic delicacy and tenderness, he struck us as one of the greatest singers we had ever heard and a splendid "discovery" for the big-wigs at the Auditorium. In addition he is a man of distinguished appearance, a young Goethe or Bee thoven, and can act with considerable skill. In the role of Wolfram, that big- hearted, brotherly Minnesinger, he easily dominated the performance much as Chaliapin dominates "Boris" or Garden "Pelleas and Melisande." The production suffered from Forest Lamont's very bad cold, from some body's very bad scenery, and from Swoboda's (not the man in the ads) very bad ballet. It gained materially from the direction of young Henry Weber, who is a conductor of skill, nerve and imagination. The Visiting Conductors IN one week Chicago had the rare opportunity of viewing in juxtaposi tion three of the most representative conductors in the world: Mengelberg, Kussevitsky and Stock. The three present distinct contrasts. Mengelberg is the field-marshal. He is the stocky little Napoleon, incapable of the slight est relaxation from the strictest stand ards of discipline, but willing to reward the members of his staff with rare moments of geniality after the smoke of the battle has cleared and the few occasional corpses have been carried away. The curly haired stockily built Dutchman wields baton and body in deliberate unison. He has the concen tration of a high-class fullback. Such autocracy may have its failures. We sensed in his Brahms First a ten dency to break up the form of the movements by a too avid attention to contrasting moods. With the heroics of Les Preludes, or the sturdy rhythms of a C. P. E. Bach Suite the grandeur of the military genius appeared in full regalia. Kussevitsky, with the Boston Sym phony, an ancient and honorable or ganization that has sung to the sticks of Nikisch, Muck, Monteux, Pauer and Rabaud. Kussevitsky is the industrial Titan, the leader of man and his ma chine. He holds within his lithe, lean body a dynamo that drives restlessly the highly charged meter of Ravel's "Daphnis and Cloe." The finale, the Danse Generale of that ballet was an epicene moment in the concert hall. The baton leaped and glanced like mad, whipping a great orchestra on like a tiny, but all-powerful piston. When it finished suddenly, the relapse from ten sion was almost too great to bear. A very exciting man this Kussevitsky, and, however indirecdy, a musical pro duct of the age of machinery. And then Stock, the professor, the benign and mellow academician. The Saturday night program with a back bone of great music, the Brahms Fourth and the "Iberia" Suite of Debussy, showed him at his best and worst We still labor under the comforting illusion that his Brahms is unbeatable. He finds all its golden roundness and never loses its form by a desire for exciting or unwarranted climaxes or pauses of silence. Yet in the Debussy he shoots wide of the mark and where he needs fleetness and evanescence, sardonic laughter and a sense of the bizarre ob tains only a Teutonic stolidity that almost slits the canvas. Current Records The Brunswick people, following hard in the footsteps of Victor and Columbia have begun to issue a masterworks series of records. They inaugurated it with "A Hero's Life," by Richard Strauss, done up in a tony case with an explana tory booklet. This competition between the three largest American companies to record musical masterworks must delight the heart of the gramophile. The tone- poem is conducted by the composer and made, I believe, by the orchestra of the State Opera House of Berlin.^ They have made, also, excerpts from "Intermejwo" and the familiar waltzes from "Dbr Rosen kavalier." Stokowski and the Philadelphia Orchestra record this month Debussy's "After noon of a Faun." (Victor 6696 A-B). The discs are first-rate from the stand point of interpretation and excell the recording of the same work by Paul Klenau for a German company. For the jazz; hounds George Olsen's re leases of the music from "Good News." that pleasant musical show about college campuses, are probably the most success ful dance recordings of the month. This winter you will careen across the shiny floor at the Drake to the tune of "Var sity Drag" (Victor 20875) or "Lucky TWECUICAGOAN 27 IN Love" (Victor 20872). The com poser, Ray Henderson, is the capable young gentleman who fell in with George White and his "Scandals" when Gersh win departed for higher and better things. He was responsible last year for "The Black Bottom," "Lucky," and "Birth of the Blues." Watch for the releases from Gershwin's "Strike Up the Band." They will tickle the cloven hoof of the most dis criminating dancing fool. One number, "The Man I Love," I predict will be a raging hit within the current fiscal year. — ROBERT POLLAK. OVEKTONEJ The 1928 Social Register indicates that marriage is not so popular these days. Following the example of the apple and orange industries, we may have to put on a "Marriage Week." ? Now that Kentucky has been made safe for the Derby why not a move to make Louisville taxicabs safe for occu pants on Derby Day. ? The annual suppression of gambling in Chicago is on, accompanied by the yearly statement of the chief of police that the lid is on to stay. ? The only thing un-American about the public library is a lack of soap in the men's washroom, declares a Vox Popper. That isn't un-American; it's the towel boy. ? There has been considerable discus sion hereabouts as to whether a taran tula bite is poisonous. We prefer to remain ignorant on the subject. ? With a court fight on to kill pri mary elections, Chicago is faced with the possibility of never again having the privilege of browsing over a list of 400 candidates for County Commis sioner. ? Captain Lindbergh has taken a ride around in one of the new Fords and says he likes 'em. We hope the cap tain isn't going to turn in "The Spirit of St. Louis" on one. ? Controversy is rife between certain Chicago merchants as to who was first in marketing saurkraut juice. We feel there should be no delay in placing the blame. When better histories are written, 'Sport" Hermann will write them. — GEORGE CLIFFORD. Book/- For Chicago Children of All Ages FOR the Chicago child, and conse quently for his parents, aunts, and uncles, the year is divided up into weeks. Not into fifty-two of them — like the calendar, but nonetheless into plenty. There is for instance Apple Week, just past, celebrated not in Chicago alone, but as far as Florida — where persimmon week would really seem more seasonable. And the week now closing has been Children's Book Week. It has been celebrated in the schools and in the libraries. The book stores have been gay with it. Some of them even gave parties. And grown people have had just the sort of sensi ble public spirited excuse that they like for buying the sort of books that are of all books the most attractive to buy — and reading them. One of the important new fall books for young people is Alice in Jungle' land. It is written, not as some peo ple thought it was going to be, by Alice, herself, but by her mother, Mary Hastings Bradley, the "Chi cagoan" of the November 5 issue, and headliner at one of the book week parties. The drawings are, however, by Alice, and Alice is the heroine of photographs and of story. It tells how Alice went to darkest Africa, on a pic nic more than a year long, how the Pygmies, some of the Pygmy mothers smaller than Alice, herself, came to see her on Thanksgiving Day, how she made fudge while her mother and father went elephant hunting, how she went to bed by the light of a volcano, and so on. In some ways it is an even more delightful book than the. two that Mrs. Bradley has written for the rest of us about Africa. Because it ex plains things. Another important Chicagoan — of last spring at least — who figures in this year's children's book week, is Queen Marie of Roumania. The Story of draughty Kildeen appeared three years ago in Paris with pictures by Job, hand-colored, chasing themselves across the luxurious large-paper pages. Kil deen is now octavo, but as many as possible of the lively Job illustrations have been retained. In its outlines the story is of the continental type: a child so bad that it takes a supernatural agency to set her right. But the agency "Ya big bum, ya let 'im knock ya out, eh!" "Aw gee, he didn't gimme time to think." 28 THE CHICAGOAN PERFECTO GARCIA ^p5^ WORLD'S FINEST HAVANA CIGAR ON SALE WHEREVER FINE CIGARS ARE SOLD FACTORY Tampa, Florida OFFICE 208 N. Wells St. Chicago is original — a lot of unsympathetic eagles — and the book has another ad vantage: its realism. A book about a princess, written by a queen. One book eagerly awaited each fall is also by a Chicagoan — or at least by an Evanstonian — Lucy Fitch Perkins, who specializes in twins. She has studied sets of twins in Japan and the Philippines as well as from practically every country of Europe, and all the way back to the stone age of man. At present she is investigating the part played by twins in American history. Her new volume is The Pioneer Twins. Two other juveniles that are im portant from the grown up point of view ought perhaps to pass unmen- tioned. They are both edited under the wing of George the Third, or, worse yet, the Fifth. I mean Tiumber Five Joy Street, with its roll-call of novelists and other dignified writers: Walter de la Mare, Hilaire Belloc, Compton Mackenzie, Algernon Black wood, Lord Dunsany, and so on, and its younger sister children's annual, Sails of Gold, edited by Lady Cynthia Asquith, with some of the same authors and John Buchan, A. A. Milne, Cyn thia Asquith, Hugh Lofting, and Eden Phillpotts besides. / Here's Health — from — HOT SPRINGS (Arkansas) JL N every glass of this famous MOUNTAIN VALLEY MINERAL WATER there is life and zest ... all the won derful qualities of this well known spring bot tled and brought to you. Unequaled as a table water. Recognized for more than 70 years for its medicinal value. Recom mended by physicians everywhere . . . just phone. Mountain Valley Pale Dry Gingerale or Carbon ated Water for a real treat. In convenient packages for home con sumption. Mountain Valley Water Co. 739 W. Jackson Blvd. Monroe 5460 North Shore Branch, Evanston 2609 Broadway. Ph. Greenleaf 4777 Try Which reminds me to mention that Hugh Lofting's new Doctor Dolittle book, entitled Doctor Dolittle 's Garden, does a most distressing thing. Takes the Doctor to the moon — and leaves him there. If it weren't that the book is written in the first person by Tom Stubbins, who went with him, there would be several thousands of children in Chicago and elsewhere who couldn't sleep a wink until next autumn. Books to Read Are They the Same at Home? Being a series of bouquets diffidently distributed, by Beverley Nichols. With an Introduc tory Essay by the Author. $2.50. (George H. Doran Company.) Young remarks upon Michael Arlen, Hilaire Belloc, Arnold Bennett, E. F. Ben son, Andre Chariot, Noel Coward, Conan Doyle, Diaghileff, Epstein, George Gersh win, Aldous Huxley, Suzanne Lenglen, Lloyd George, Melba, Beverley Nichols, Sir William Orpen, Marie Tempest, and other authors, politicians, artists, musicians, actors, producers, aviators, prize fighters, tennis players, and so on, to whom he has given dinner or from whom he has accepted lunch, or with whom he has shared a basket chair on the Riviera, to the number of sixty- one. How does he do it? Well he seems to be a born interviewer. Last week when he was in Chicago, he was more than once caught interviewing his interviewers. TI4E CHICAGOAN 29 Golden State Limited Appropriate — — for all occasions flow ers make their deepest appeal when care, dis crimination and an ap preciation of the fitness of things, guides the florist's hand. Ernst Wienhoeber Co. No. 22 East Elm Street 914 N. Michigan Avenue CHICAGO In telephoning your order — Supe rior 0609 or 004? — you have the assurance of this same intelligent attention. The American Orchestra and Theodore Thomas, by Charles Edward Russell. $5. (Doubleday Page and Co.) The story of a pitched battle that lasted fifty years, with all the biggest American cities taking part in it, and Chicago coming out with the laurels. Recommended to Chicago concert goers in particular, but also to anyone who likes a good fight. Jeremy at Crale, by Hugh Walpole. $2. (George H. Doran Company.) Hugh Walpole's Jeremy stories are not juveniles, though children, some children, have been known to read them with a quite extraordinary pleasure. At Crale, Jeremy turns out to be a half-back of parts, and to California Daily from La Salle Street Station at 8<30 p. m.— Englewood 8i45 p.m. From the "Bon Voyage" of departure to the greetings of welcome at the journey's end, every mile a mile of pleasant diversion in an atmosphere of ease and luxury. Direct low altitude route. 63 hours Chicago' LosAngeles.ShortestandquickesttoSanDiego. Rock Island'Southern Pacific service includes also the Apache — same low altitude route. Rock Island Lines The Road of Unusual Service (ROCK ISLAND TRAVEL SERVICE BUREAU sos "Vk 179 West Jackson Blvd., Phone Wabash 4600, Chicago, 111. «¦ Please send booklets descriptive of California and the Golden State Limited. fw Name. Address m* Jr "What is your prognosis, Doctor?" Name. yet, though football dominates it, "Jeremy at Crale" is by no means what you would call a football story. It's as though you had gone to a great public school in England yourself. Flamingo, by Mary Borden. $2.50. (Doubleday, Page and Co.) Mary Borden is a Chicago woman who married into fox-hunting conservatism in England. In "Flamingo" she interprets the life of the modern big city, New York for instance, on all its levels from Harlem to the circles an English diplomat would move in. Does it with a rush and an uproar that almost transcends print and paper. Apples and Madonnas: Emotional Ex* pression in Modern Art, by C. J. Bulliet. $3.50. (Pascal Covici.) "An apple by Paul Cezanne is of more consequence artistically than the head of a Madonna by Raphael." That's Mr. Bul- liet's first sentence, and although Mr. Bul liet, art editor of the Post, is known as Chicago's champion of modernistic art Address against the conservatives, we have heard one of the foremost of the conservatives remark that in this sentence and the chapter that follows, Mr. Bulliet is probably quite right. "Apples and Madonnas" is highly readable and inclusive, and its illustrations represent a new and very fine process of reproduction. — SUSAN WILBUR. ? Hector Elwell started his jour nalistic career as a messenger boy for the City Press Association. ? Beverley White was Chicago's first fire fan, and a police reporter for the Chicago Daily T^ews. ? Hugh Fullerton came to Chicago from a little town in Ohio and got a job as a cub reporter on the Chicago Tribune. 30 THE CHICAGOAN This lovely book on per fumes may be yours YOU may have this al bum of perfumes, beautifully illuminated — il lustrating the loveliness of Gabilla's inimitable crea tions. Designed in Paris and printed in French, of course — it is a striking example of French graphic art. Gabilla shows you in this album a few of his preferred per fumes. Write for your copy to Gabilla, u West 42nd Street, New York City MODA MON CHERI MUSARDISES XANTHO Gabilla's latest floral creations: POIS DE SENTEUR (Sweet Pea) GLYCINE (Wisteria) 29 Ave. Marigny jHCUPl<^ 59 Faubg. St. Honore The Chicagoenne Observes Fashion s Caprice November 17. Dear Marion : One sees everywhere the most gorgeous clothes. In spite of the fact that Chicago people are supposed not to pay much attention to style, one sees the loveliest things. The furs, the wraps are even more interesting than the dresses. Great, loose, padded vel vet coats — one I saw at McAvoy's is typical, copper velvet, lined with a deeper shade, with loose sleeves, wide cuffs and very wide collar of a dark bronse shade of red fox — are the al most universal evening wrap. I don't believe that the very new idea of flat necklines on evening wraps will ever be much sponsored in Chicago. It's too cold. And, as so many of the sales people point out, what is more flatter ing to any type of face than the depths of luxurious long-haired furs? We have been hearing so much of the use of slipper-satin, satin that is so heavy it is a little stiff and drapes more like taffeta than like the supple satins and crepe satins we have be come accustomed to, that it was like greeting a much heralded celebrity to see a slipper-satin dress at Rena Hart- mann's. It was one of Patou's models, of beige slipper-satin with a naive round neck-line and a skirt with an up-at-the-side movement. It was one of a new type of dresses that Paris seems to have created especially for the Americans, what one might call a "petite toilette," in that it is suitable for occasions that are formal but not elaborate, dancing parties, small din ners and such. At Rena Hartmann's too, they have Vionnet's perfume Au Coeur de L'homme, and, of course, Vionnet's lipstick with the same scent. They have too, some interesting leather flowers, for sports wear, really very nice, in the new dulled shades; and some strass buckles from Chanel, rather like a four petaled modernist flower. I told you about that new Peacock luggage and shoe shop, did I tell you they had some very nice bags there too? I found one for street use that pleased me very much, plain black with two slanting velvet incrustations, and two marcasite bands. Doing Christmas shopping early is as fascinating as it is virtuous. You really can take the time to enjoy look ing for things and you don't have to make any last minute compromises. The new Eleanor Beard shop that has just opened in that newly remodeled building in the 600 block on Michigan Boulevard, the same building that houses Strickland's, the new O'Brien galleries and Williams linen shop, has dozens of things, "appropriate for Christmas gifts." There is everything quilted imagi' nable, a small square handkerchief case, very plain and practical, for $3.50; a marvelous down coverlet, any house* wife's dream of luxury, delicate, exotic and oh, so practical — and only $29.50, if you please! A lovely crepe satin negligee of the coat type with wide revers and appliqued ivy leaves for decoration equally suitable for a col' lege girl or matron is $25 — and there is one little pajama suit for only $15! I am quoting you all of these prices in case you have the same impression I had, that, since all of the Eleanor Beard things were entirely hand-made and of a specially manufactured quality of material must be expensive. The Williams linen store just next door is another treasure trove for the early Christmas shopper. Beside classic pieces of table' lace and linen they have an enormous variety of smart designs for cocktail napkins, handkerchief monograms and some especially smart ideas for bathroom linens. One that pleased me particularly was for linens for a man's bathroom. Every one has THE CHICAGOAN 31 WATCH THE YOUNGER CROWD PICK THE WINNERS! a masculine member of the family whose Christmas gift is an annual puz zle, Williams' suggest bathroom linens — yard-square bath sheets with a large smart monogram in black, six of them, and, if one wanted to be lavish, a set of towels to match. Nice? Yes? No? Finished with being practical there is no better nor more amusing way to fill the tag end of an hour before tea time than the exhibition of water col ors by James Montgomery Flagg at O'Brien's. The new galleries are much nicer and more comfortable than the old ones, much more hospitable. Up stairs on the balcony there are some lovely pieces of old furniture, a few old brasses and porcelains. Just at the head of the stairs on a small tabouret is one of the nicest pieces of Jap anese bronze I have ever seen, a small vase of gold bronze with a spray of Japanese hawthorne. The proportions and lines are exquisite. O'Brien's being half way in the mid dle of the block between the Vassar tea room and the Petit Gourmet and a nice walk from the Drake terrace, you toss up a coin to decide will you be an aristocrat and have thin but tered graham bread and tea — once I saw a man eat lemon and Worcester shire on his — or will you have thick French chocolate and brioche which are better at the Petit Gourmet than any place in town, except the Blackstone; or will you just abandon your curves to themselves and have fruit pudding, a three-decker sandwich and pots of the Vassar tea room's fragrant black Darjeeling— with cream! Thinely, Heloise. .*$* lOOK around you at the big game — and see the Fatima packages pop out ! No gathering of the younger set, large or small, fails to extend this ex traordinary record. Unquestionably, Fatima has pleased more smokers for more years than any other cigarette. ATIMA The most skillful blend in cigarette history LIGGETT ir MYERS TOBACCO CO. $etrugf)iia Club Exclusive Russian Restaurant Decorated by Nikolay Kaissaroff George Stcherban's Orchestra ENTERTAINMENT "Chauve Louri" Style Russian-French Cuisine LUNCH— DINNER— SUPPER 403 So. Wabash Ave. Wab. 2452-2497 Spend Sunday Evening in ORCHESTRA HALL 216 S. Michigan Avenue at the famous &utt&ag £tt?ttittg (Elitb Great Speakers: Harry E . Fosdick Henry Van Dyke Wilfred T. Grenfell "Rainh r.nn«.r" Stephen S. 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Dear Heloise : The rush of the Paris social season is on, and consequently all the cou' turiers and dressmakers, from the well known exclusive ones on the avenues, to the little hard working seamstresses in the less fashionable shops or in their own homes, are overloaded with or' ders for coats, wraps, evening gowns, "trotteurs," and all the lovely clothes for the wardrobe of the smart Parisienne. At present the "demi-season" open' ings are in full swing, and although they will not offer as great variety nor be as important as the August and February collections, they are interest' ing in that they have on display the surviving features of the mode that will last over for the coming season. In spite of all predictions that these models would have very few radical changes, or new, startling ideas in their design, material or line, there are many new touches in the costumes for winter wear that are completely different and charming. Women are forcedly becoming more feminine in their dress, even granting the continued popularity of short skirts for street and sport occasions, and the unwavering reign of the bobbed coiffure. Evening clothes were never more trailing and majestically graceful and dignified, or at least not since the billowy skirts and trains of twentyfive years ago. Chiffon, especi' ally in black, the sheerest almost trans' parent velvet, taffeta, as well as lace and metal cloth are being used. The shades best for evening wear are black, white, gold and silver, and a few of the more vivid pastel shades. When one thinks of "robes du soir" one automatically thinks of Jeanne Lanvin and her collection. She has something for every one, from the most conservative to the most daring wearer. Her famed bouffant dresses with their hoops or ruffles or many tiered skirts, are much in evi' dence, only more varied and even lovelier than the "robe de style," which has been so much in vogue. Her gowns offer much originality and choice. There are so many fascinating, irrc sistible costumes being shown at her salons, that it is difficult to pick out a few representative things without leav ing unnoticed numerous other models that deserve special mention. Perhaps the most striking afternoon frock was one in black and silver, the. top made like a long snugly fitting jacket, in silver cloth, with a band of black chiffon forming a high col* lar and tied in a huge bow at one side of the throat. The sleeves were long and very tight. The skirt is in the same black chiffon. Another extremely simple and ef' fective model for the dinner dance or semi-formal affair, was in black crepe marocain combined with white to make one side of the bodice. The long slen' der lines, the rather low neck and the flared skirt, make this gown called the "cocktail" as unusual and smart as anything Lanvin is showing. The ensembles are no longer more popular than the one or two piece "trotteurs" which can be worn under a coat or with a fur, as the weather dc mands. There is a youthful and chic one in beige cotton velour with a small turned up military collar, and having for its trimming a row of gold buttons down the front of the blouse, and half way up the outside of the sleeve. The small tucks, pockets, and plisse ef' feet on one side of the skirt give it a strictly tailored air. Doucet is another well known coti' tourier patronized by the discriminat' ing Parisienne and American in Paris. Their collection is full of individual touches, new notes, ideas just a little different from all the others. A great number of Doucet's models have little vests in the front down to the waist line, nearly all of them have the full' ness toward the front of the gown, and small ornamental buckles to fasten the girdle. Their ensembles in gray, beige, blue and black, some boasting fur luv ings as well as being richly trimmed in fur, are a delight to those who can, and a source of great unhappiness to those who can't afford them. For the the dansant or bridge party nothing could be more charming than their gown of pearl gray lace, with long collars of pale pink crepe de chine coming down below the belt, the new Doucet sleeve, tight to the elbow, full and split to the wrist. The narrow girdle is of silver, with a pink enamel fastening to hold it in the front. Most of the winter coats shown are in dark gray, beige, black or dark green, which seems to be taking the place of dark blue in its popularity. Busily, MARION. OFFICIAL PIANO METROPOLITAN OPERA CO, KN ABE — the instrument whose glowing tones have . reaped applause and fame for such masters as Godow- sky, Goldsand, Munz, Orloff and Rosenthal . . ?, Favorite of such famous composers and conductors as Strauss, Humper- dinck and Puccini . . . 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