For Forfoigjhf- Ending June2J928 Price 15 Certs Chicago's Unique Show Motor Boat Mart 2222 Diversey Parkway at Logan Boulevard Here are displayed for your inspection scores of craft designed by the world's best naval architects. Long, rakish speed boats — comfortable cruisers — small motor driven craft. Boats for every purpose and for every purse. Chicago has discovered Lake Michigan and the many opportunities it offers for sport and recreation. Come in and see these beautiful boats, let us show you how the summer may be made most enjoyable by the possession of a motor boat. You and your friends are urged to visit this dis play as the guests of the following exhibitors: Acme Boat Co. Horace E. Dodge Boat Co. Boyd-Martin Boat Co. Indian Lake Boat Co. Sturgeon Bay Boat Works Evinrude Motor Co. Kennebec Canoe Co. Schillo Boat Co. Fay 6? Bowen Engine Co. Johnson Motor Co. Motor Boating Thompson Bros. Boat Co. Dan Kidney 6? Sons Dunphy Boat Co. Truscott Co. Boating Yachting Burger Boat Co. Shell Lake Boat Co. Sea Sled Corp. Gar Wood, Inc. Racine Boat Co. Century Boat Co. St. Louis Meremac Co. Richardson Boat Co. Robinson Marine Const. Co. American Car 6? Foundry Co. Universal Motor Co. Red Wing Motor Co. Kermath Co. Rudder Publishing Co. Sixth City Specialty Co. Eau Claire Pad Co. Reliance Tachometer Co. Erico Kainer Co. Alloy Boat Co. Elto Outboard Motor Co. Christenson Boat Co. Water Motoring OPEN DAILY 10 A. M. to 10 P. M. SATURDAY and SUNDAY 10 A. M. to 6 P. M. Tin: Chicagoan Martin J. Ouigley, 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. V, No. 5 — For the Fortnight ending June 2. (On sale May 19.) Entered as second-class matter at the Post-Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1S79. THE CHICAGOAN AL IS IN WONDERLAND! For your information let us state that Al is any average young fellow . . . about to furnish or refurnish his home. With scores of stores from which to choose ... he notes that some make an issue of the quality of their wares . . . others seem to "high-light" the stylish new designs of their merchandise . . . while other stores project their low prices into the limelight. No wonder Al is in wonderland! For your further information let us add that RevelPs particularly and most successfully feature quality, style and value . . . 3 in 1 . . . and that's not "oil". at WABASH and ADAMS 2 THE CHICAGOAN OCCASIONS THE DERBY— May 19, at Churchill Downs. WOMEN'S WORLD FAIR— The Coli seum, May 19 to 26. POPPY DAY — An American Legion solici tation for ex-service men, May 28. MEMORIAL DAY— May 30. SPEEDWAY— Races in the Indianapolis bowl, also May 30. SPEED — A new Chicagoan flashes on the stands, June 2. SPORTS Yacht and Power Boating — The official opening of the yacht and power boat season is Set for May 30. Local clubs holding events are: Jackson Park Yacht Club, Sheridan Shore Yacht Club, Colum bia Yacht Club, Chicago Motor Boat Club, Lincoln Park Boat Club, South Shore Power Boat Club, White Lake Yacht Club. Fox Lake Boat Club and Lake Geneva Yacht Club. Permanent ex hibits of motor boats are on view at The Motor Boat Mart, 2222 Diversey Park way, and the Kimbell Marine Corpora tion showrooms, 29 East Wacker Drive. Baseball — Cubs — Boston at Chicago May 17, 18, 19, 20. St. Louis at St. Louis May 21, 22. Pittsburgh at Pittsburgh, May 24, 2?, 26. Pittsburgh at Chicago, May 27. Cincinnati at Chicago May 28, 29, 30, 31. At Pittsburgh June 1, 2. At New York June 3, 4, 5. White Sox— Philadelphia at Philadelphia, May 17, 18, 19. Detroit at Detroit, May 20. Cleveland at Chicago, May 22, 23. Detroit at Chicago, May 24, 25, 26, 27. Chicago at St. Louis, May 28, 29, 30, 31. Philadelphia at Chicago, June 2, 3, 4, 5. Tennis — Western Conference Intercollegi ate Championships, Lafayette, Ind., May 24, 25, 26. Central Intercollegiate Cham pionships, Hyde Park Tennis Club, May 24, 2?, 26. Open Tournament, Hamil ton Park Tennis Club, May 26, 27, 30. Open Tournament, Oak Park Tennis Club, May 26, 27, 30. May 31, June 2, Cook County interscholastic, University of Chicago. Davis Cup Finals (Zone Matches), Chicago Town and Tennis Club, June 1, 2, 3. Illinois State Cham pionship, River Forest Tennis Club, June 4. Boxing — Mike Malloy sponsors a punching contest June 4. Joe Coffey another ex hibit, May 29. Horse Racing ¦ — • Arlington track and mutuels open for business June 4. Aurora track closes June 2. THE CHICAGOAN PRESENTS Exercise, by J. H. E. Clark Cover Current Entertainment for the fort night ending June 2 Page 2 Some Civilized Interests, predigested 4 Notes and Comment, By Martin ]. Quigley 5 Intimate Chicago Views, by Burton Browne 6 The Chicago Plan, by Francis C. Coughlin 7 Dawn, by Walter H. Schmidt 8 Chicago in 1882, pictorially 9 A Chicagoan in Madrid, by Samuel Putnam 10 The Terwilliger Expedition, by Gene Markey 11 Appreciation, by Henri Weiner 12 Culture at the Coliseum, by Helen Rendtorff 13 A Society Report, by Lady De Lala.... 14 The Stolen Gainsborough, by W. H. Williamson 1? Sport Incident, by Phil Nesbit 16 Chicagoans, by Bradford Munroe 17 Juvenile Department, by Ed Graham 18 The Stage, by Charles Collins 19 The Evil of Jazz, by Clarence Biers.... 20 The Cinema, by William R. Weaver.... 21 Musical Notes, by Ruth G. Bergman.... 22 Books, by Susan Wilbur 24 Paragraph Pastime, preassimilated 25 The Chicagoenne, by Arcye Will 26 Aurora on the Nose, a Journalistic Journey 27 ;/ STAGE Musical Comedy GOOD NEWS— Selwyn, 180 North Dear born. Central 3404. The brightest and merriest of musical shows now on view with Abe Lyman's music, sightly gals, nimble repartee and all essentials. Go. Curtain 8:20. Sat. and Wed. 2:20. SUNNY DAYS— Four Cohans. 119 North Clark. Central 8240. A lusty piece in the Shubert tradition. To be reviewed. Curtain 2:20; Sat. and Wed. 8:20. Op tional. THE LOVE CALL— Olympic, 74 West Randolph. Central 8240. Sigmund Romberg's music is here applied to the great west for a neat operetta with good tunes and a pleasing spectacle of cow boys and Indians. Curtain 8:20. Sat. and Wed. 2:20. Probably yes. Without Music EXCESS BAGGAGE— Garrick, 64 West Randolph. Central 8240. This observer disliked the play and said so. Neverthe less it is undoubtedly one of the hits of the current season. He still dislikes its story of vaudeville life behind the curtain with hoofers' lives and loves sharply re corded. Go. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. A MAN'S MAN— Adelphi, 11 North Clark. Randolph 4466. Patrick Kear ney's comedy with Dwight Frye and Charlotte Wynters. To be reviewed. Curtain 8:30. Wed. and Sat. 2:30. A COMPANIONATE MARRIAGE— Cort, 132 North Dearborn. Central 0019. Betty Linley and Will Holden in a comedy of youth centered about the title. To be reviewed. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. THE BABY CYCLONE— Blackstone, 60 East Seventh. Harrison 6609. A very funny farce done by George M. Cohan and ably acted by Grant Mitchell. Well worth while. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. THE 19TH HOLE— Erlanger, 127 North Clark. State 2461. A so-so comedy of golf, reviewed scrupulously by Charles Collins on page 19 of this issue. Frank Craven stars. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. No Sunday performance. GOODMAN MEMORIAL THEATRE— Lakefront at Monroe. Central 7085. As these lines are set down MIXED DOUBLES will probably begin May 19. The capable and earnest Goodman Play ers are always worth a trip across the boulevard. Delightful children's matinee Saturdays. Regular matinee Friday. No Sunday performance. MINTURN PLAYERS— Chateau. Broad way and Grace. Lakeview 7170. Week long revivals of last year's hits. Fairly [continued on page 4] THE CHICAGOAN 3 The #mart € lii* €i«»oci u By her Costume Jewelry — for this most important of accessories is a true indication of a woman's many-sided personality. If she wears the fire-imprisoned Cornelian with one costume or the gentle Amethyst with another or the midnight Lapis with its streaks of gold, or perhaps, with certain costumes, the charming jewelry of the past it shows that she has a fine appreciation not only of what to wear, but when and where to wear it. Rare Individual Pieces The Stevens collection of Real Stone Costume Jewelry always considers appropriateness and is as varied as the jewels themselves. Our un usual Necklaces, Bracelets, Ear Rings, Rings and other exquisite pieces offer you every op portunity to dramatize your personality. COSTUME JEWELRY, SECOND FLOOR CHAi • A-wTM^WEM*4- & • 4 THE CHICAGOAN well done. Call the box office for timelier information. Little Theatre [For those tired of commercial stagecraft now approaching its season of doldrums in the city, we list small, earnest and amateur ish productions in the little theatre mode. Usually one attendance suffices. And bear in mind that little theatre acting is all in fun anyway.] THE THEATRE CLUB— 13 58 North Clark. Beginning May 18, Andreyev's THE WALTZ OF THE DOGS. Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings at 9 o'clock. A cheerful Russian thing of dogs, despair and suicide. Nathan H. Miller directs. JACK AND JILL PLAYERS— French Room, Drake Hotel. A presentation on Wednesday evenings; Saturday and Sun- day afternoons and evenings of LADY WINDERMERE'S FAN, Wilde and witty stuff. STUDIO PLAYERS— Radical Bookshop, 826 North Clark. An earnest, praise worthy group in ALL GOD'S CHILLUN GOT WINGS followed by Paul Sifton's play, THE BELT, the latter tentatively ready for March 26. Saturday and Sun day evenings. THE DILL PICKLES— 10 Tooker Alley. The craziest and hence the most amusing of the dog house arts group. Saturday a play. Sunday a lecture — the lecture by a high authority as a rule. CINEMA UNITED ARTISTS— Randolph at Dear born — Sadie Thompson, a celluloid adaptation of the story from which the stage "Rain" was not too dissimilarly de rived, with Gloria Swanson doing the things Jeanne Eagels did — or most of them. This, as stated on page 21 of this issue in the annual Chicago Cinema Guide, is the theatre to attend first. Con tinuous show, good music, no interrup tions. McVICKERS— 25 W. Madison— The Street of Sin, third of Mr. Emil Jannings' made- in-America productions, until such time as it shall have ceased to interest local ¦ enthusiasts for acting in pictures. None of Mr. Jannings' pictures are without re ward for the viewer, and so this seems to be a good place to go. There are no vaudeville acts or musical prodigies, and the showing is continuous. ROOSEVELT— 110 N. State— The Drag Net, another of George Bancroft's peculiarly fascinating characterizations, beginning May 21 and running until in terest lags. No singers, dancers or dogs interfere with the continuous ripple of the fillums at this house. CHICAGO— State at Lake— The Yellow Lily, eyeable Billie Dove in something or other (it never really matters about Miss Dove's vehicles), beginning May 21 and continuing seven days. Symphonic over tures, jazz interludes, singers, dancers, athletes and organists — many of them good — perform between exhibitions of the screen program at this place. [listings begin on page 2] ORIENTAL— 20 W. Randolph— Diamond Handcuffs, no doubt worn by Eleanor Boardman against the protests of Conrad Nagel — since these are the spotlighted players, seven days beginning May 20. Mark Fisher may or may not be replacing Paul Ash as chief bandsman and master of ceremonies. At any rate, there will be stage things of one sort or another in addition to the picture. MONROE— 59 W. Monroe— A Thief in the Dar\, lightly treated crook humor, for seven days, followed by The J^ews Parade, in which the adventures of the men who make the newsreels are dram atized. And this theatre, always, ex hibits the extremely interesting Movietone News, reason enough for a visit. No staffe didoes. ORPHEUM— 110 S. State— Glorious Betsy, adventure in colonial America, with Dolores Costello and Conrad Nagel break ing into audibility from time to time as the circumstances of the action permit. At other times, Vitaphonic accompani ment. If you cared for "Tenderloin," and for that matter if you didn't, this has promise of being better. PLAYHOUSE— 410 S. Michigan — The completely satisfactory way to attend this cinema is without advance knowledge of the program. In such a circumstance, the managerial niceties, the captional wise cracks and the altogether charming man ner of the presentation may be enjoyed to the full. Usually, although the excep tional cases give the place an added charm, the pictures aren't subjects for uncon templated letters home. TABLES BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 South Michi gan. Harrison 4300. A standard known the world over. Margraff's stringed music. Perfect cuisine, service. August Dittrich is headwaiter. STEVEHS HOTEL— HO South Michigan. Wabash 4400. Husk O'Hare's band for dancing from 6 until 8 p. m. Competent food, service. A show place as the largest hotel. Stalder is headwaiter. CONGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. A show place as a show place. Peacock Alley and the Bal loon Room for gay, wise and well-heeled citizens. Johnny Hemp's suave band. Ray Barrec is headwaiter. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Ran dolph 7500. Gracious, pleasant, conveni ently located. Good food, a fine orches tra and the minimum of bustle and whoopee. Mutchler is headwaiter. COLLEGE INN— Hotel Sherman. Frank lin 2100. Dining and dancing until 1 a. m. The best — far and wide — after the atre theatricals in town. Dandy entertain ment. Lively customers. Brown is head- waiter. GRANADA CAFE— 6800 Cottage Grove. Hyde Park 0646. A new and very popu lar dine, dance place for young people variously aged. Crowded dancing. Better choose a week night. This club has rock eted to fame. Billy Leather is headwaiter. KELLY'S STABLES — Rush at Austin. Delaware 2141. The loudest of all whoopee places. Earsplitting, harmless, informal and cheap. Worth one investi gating tour. Johnny Akeley is headwaiter. LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake- shore Drive. Superior 8500. The apex of Gold Coast eminence in the matter of commercial hospitality. Wealthy, suave, dignified and exclusive. John Birgh is headwaiter. DRAKE HOTEL — Michigan Avenue at Lakeshore Drive. Superior 2200. A brisk, fashionable, genial inn. Largest of the class hotels. Bobby Meeker's pulsing music. Peret Ferris is headwaiter. PEARSON HOTEL— 190 East Pearson. A quiet, impeccable residential place, an ex cellent retreat for Sunday dinner. JULIENNE'S— 1009 Rush. Tremendous victualry in the open-handed French man ner. Informal, very robust and something of a show place. Tuesdays and Fridays, frog legs. ST. HUBERT'S OLD EHGLISH GRILL— 316 Federal. Wabash 0770. Transcendent steaks and chops. Excellent service. A notable, rapturous eating parlor with no extraneous entertainment. CAFE LOUISIANE— 1341 South Michi gan. Michigan 1837. Victory 10533. Creole kitchen craft is here lovingly worked on happy eaters. The lordly Pompano at its best. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 East Ohio. Adequate European foods, and a conveni ent uncrowded place to lunch after a short walk from the loop. A BIT OF SWEDEN— 1011 Rush. Dela ware 4598. Upstanding Nordic groceries in a quaint, friendly restaurant with nice people and novel stage properties. AMONG the things Chicago certainly does not need is a . bathing beauty pageant. When such a proposal was first announced it was only fair to assume that someone was having a little joke — and a few lines in the newspapers — in the way of more or less innocent fun. But when it develops that the proposal was made in some degree of seriousness, the incident becomes disturbing. Some unkind persons have permitted the report to get about that Mr. George F. Gets of the Mayor's Committee has listened indulgently to the proposal. In all fairness to Mr. Gets this report should be denied, with or without his approval. If, for the moment, Mr. Get? was contemplating the pre duction of a spectacle for the entertainment of some of his friends among the tribesmen of Africa, then we could see in the bathing beauty project an idea that might, conceivably, succeed even to the extent of gaining for its author a king' dom in the jungle, in which even the unsuccessful con' testants might find their charms enthusiastically approved of. JUDICIAL dignity in the Criminal Courts has been seri' ously ruffled since the recent introduction by the Chi cago Crime Commission of a time-clock system under which the amount of bench labor put in by the jurists is displayed for popular edification. It has long appeared to us that many of our jurists, after becoming wrapped in the ermine, seem to reach the con clusion that the machinery of law is an arrangement pri' marily calculated to suit their convenience. But even the labor union working day, with its apparent ample provision for recreation, leaves us unprepared for the judicial schedule of work which under the crime commis sion's report indicates that the practice is to adorn the bench for a period of about three hours — and then call it a day. AFTER all of the well-laid traffic plans, and boulevards, i the focal point of the city's worst traffic jam is Michi gan Avenue, south of the Bridge. The traffic authorities are now fixing blame for the acuteness of the tangle on the turning of the motor coaches at the south end of the Boule vard Bridge. Explanations are interesting, sometimes, and have been known to lead to the solution of certain difficulties; but they are hardly adequate consolations for the motorist who feels he ought to be able to get somewhere over the city streets. With all of the expert attention now being given to the traffic problem we hesitate to venture a suggestion, knowing that it being an inexpert opinion it would be certain, first, to be pronounced treasonable and, secondly, to be branded as impracticable. Nevertheless, we shall presume to point out that if the traffic experts will trouble themselves to inspect the Michi- ban Boulevard Bridge they will find that it is a two level structure. They will also find that during the evening hours of heaviest traffic, when the upper level is crowded to the saturation point, the lower level is virtually free. A substantial portion of the Michigan Boulevard traffic could be diverted east into Beaubien Court just north of Randolph Street, north along this lower street level, across the lower level of the bridge and, at Grand Avenue, turned into the freedom of the open spaces of the North Side. A few extra blocks would have to be traversed by the diverted traffic but the time consumed in this would be negligible as compared with the time wasted in the present Michigan Avenue delays. If such an arrangement were introduced it would be neces sary to discourage the private garage business which is con ducted along the lower approaches to the bridge. We trust that the traffic experts in this case have not been blockaded by the mysterious security of this garageman. THE current factional strife that is raging in Lake Forest over the question of further intensive sub-division of the country envisions the day, which does not now seem to be far off, when there will have to be a trek into more re mote sections if the country-life aspects of the earlier Lake Forest are to be regained. If a country-side is to be kept free of undesirable urban characteristics, this objective can only be gained through a sacrifice of transportation conveniences. The modern motor road and the constant bettering of common transit facilities will bring more people into the country than the efforts of a few stalwarts among the estate owners can keep out. Estate countries, near Chicago or any other great city, can only be preserved where there will be a deliberate and sweeping sacrifice of transportation conveniences. Any other scheme leads only to continued warfare and disappointment in the end. A MONOCLE, this side of the Atlantic, is generally held to be a studied affection and no recourse from this opinion is likely to be given a hearing, except in most extraordinary circumstances. During Baron Ehrenfried Gunther von Huenefeld's visit to Chicago his ever-present eye-glass came in for its usual round of attention and upon various occasions was the subject of many neat little digs from whilom humorists. While, in fact, the record does not show that the monocle has ever been convicted in open court of being a humorous contrivance — or even necessarily — an affectation, the shafts of giddy humor directed against the Baron on this score fall to earth with a painful thud when it becomes known that the monocle of the adventuresome German is worn as an aid to a paralyzed eye-lid, the result of a head injury received in the field of battle. — M ARTIN J. QUIGLEY. TWECWICAGOAN Intimate Chicago Views Mr. Lorado Taft Reconciles the Union Stock Yards with, his City Beautiful TUECI4ICAGQAN 7 The Chicago Plan A Decidedly Civilized Interest Made Conversationally Accessible By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN TO begin with, it was a cross- hatching of streets laid down north by south by east by west, a small checkerboard set against the white beach of a vast blue lake, and split into three fragments by a feeble river. A surrounding prairie land flat for miles to the west and south. The woof of a continent's railroads woven through a growing town. Then, for nine dec ades, a huge, irregular proliferation and growth until the town had become a city 27 miles long by 14 miles wide, a growth haphazard as a spreading pool in level pasture country. Since 1833 it had been called Chicago. In 1893, 60 years after incorpora tion, this unkempt western trade center launched a World's Fair which dazzled the Union and made the name of Daniel H. Burnham, architect, known even in Europe. The Fair was a blaze of civic glory which never quite died down. Men remembered its shining vistas, its trees, and parks and waters. Quite naturally, it was suggested that the 686 acre fair grounds be converted to a public park. A fill several hun dred feet out in the shallow lake might connect this new park with the city lakefront. And such made land, too, was a potential park. But this under taking bulked large. Ten years, and men had become accustomed to it only in part. It was vaguely in the air that something might be done with the city. Burnham, of course, was a fanatic on the subject. A dreamer. Yet he had planned the rebuilding of Manila in the Philippines, a lavish gesture made by the new, expanding American Empire. And he knew the magnificent plans by which Baron Haussmann had remade ancient Paris. It occurred to a number of other men that if things could be done in Paris, and in the half mythical Philippines ? The ques tion took form. Two Chicago organ izations seem to have come on it separately. It was in the air, a little more definitely as time went on. THESE two organizations were The Commercial Club and The Merchant's Club, each of some fifty members chosen from leading business groups. In 1901, Franklin MacVeagh, President of The Commercial Club — the larger and better known — and a believer in Burnham's ideas, proposed that Commercial do something about them. Fredric A. Delano, of Mer chant's, and President of the Wabash Railway Company, issued a pamphlet, also in 1901, and with it a modest map of Chicago as it was, and another map as it might be. Walter Wilson, Presi dent of Merchant's, was interested in Delano and Burnham. So was Charles D. Norton, Secretary of Merchant's. In 1905, for club action is slow, Ed ward B. Butler, of Merchant's, spoke before a joint meeting of both clubs and proposed that they accept a Burn ham plan. Yet it was not until 1906 that Burnham was definitely asked by The Merchant's Club to draw up a "Plan of Chicago." MacVeagh of Commercial wrote generously to the architect: "What we all wish is to get you at work and accomplish the thing," and he added, as from an older organization, "In 1901 I started after this plan. . . . Sorry it could not have been taken up by The Commercial Club. ... I feel it to be in as good hands as possible." It proved to be in vigorous hands. Merchant's Club set Burnham to work and Commercial remained inter ested. Both clubs really occupied the same field. In 1907 they combined as The Commercial Club and Charles Norton swung in as Chairman of the Plan committee, with Charles H. Wacker as his vice-chairman. Burnham and his helpers were hard at it. Work was something these Chi cago men knew. And there were ten months of it — hard, technical, complex effort in a very nearly uncharted field. Almost casually, The Commercial Club gave $85,000. All in all they were to give over $300,000; there was little said about it; it was charged up to the plan for Chicago and let go at that. Finally, in February, 1908, John V. Farwell, then President of Commer cial, rose up at a banquet to declare a new noblesse oblige and report briefly that a Plan had been completed to make Chicago a city "in which the people and in which everybody will de sire to live." The Lords of Business nodded solemnly around the table. Next, Charles Norton set forth the his tory of the plan movement. He, in turn, presented Charles Wacker who explained the plan in detail — the work of Burnham, Edward Bennett, Jules 8 TWECUICAGOAN Guerin, Walter Fisher, Charles Moore, Senator McMillan, St. Gaudens, Stan ford White and more, architect, engi neer, artist, lawyer, statesman and sculptor. There remained another year of work. It was done. And fin anced, as before, within the club. IT was then that Clyde Carr came forward with a shrewd idea. To put the Plan over, Carr suggested a permanent commission as part of the city government — advisory, but official nonetheless. Charles Wacker took the matter up with Mayor Fred Busse in a series of conferences. The mayor was a man of action. On October 30, 1909, the City Council requested that a permanent body known as The Chi cago Plan Commission be appointed by the mayor. His Honor promptly named Charles H. Wacker as head of the new Commission. Wacker named Bennett as his assistant. Thus far the field was chosen and the order of battle established. There remained the im mensely difficult tasks of explanation and execution. For, strictly speaking, The Chicago Plan Commission had no power. It depended — and still depends — abso lutely on ordinances passed by the City Council, and so ultimately on the will of the plain voter. The Plan it self concerned nearly a hundred items, most of them technical, difficult, dry of detail and complex to the limit of un derstanding. In effect these items axe answers to problems cast up by the city's growth. First, the voter must be shown the situation. Let us look, also. At the outset, the underlying defi ciencies of Chicago as a city are prin cipally due to its haphazard develop ment over a large area in an incredibly short and hurried time. Very literally it is a cluster of villages hastily patched together. Main city streets had been laid out 66 feet wide, the traditional width of a country road — and far too narrow for a city boulevard. The checkerboard system, admirable for a small settlement, is hopelessly poky for a large city where diagonal or "cross- lot" boulevards are vitally necessary to speed traffic to and from the central business district. A leisurely meander in the south branch of the Chicago river cut off Market, Franklin, Wells, La Salle and Dearborn streets from di rect connection with the iron-bound Loop, thus trammelling connections with the south and west. Railroad properties, granted or cheaply sold when the town was young, occupy 3? per cent of the congested business area east of Halsted to the lake, between 21st street, south, and Erie, north. A welter of yards, tracks, terminals and freight houses involving a costly dupli cation of effort by all the roads. At the time, Michigan Boulevard, a magnificent street, was blocked off to the north by the Chicago river and doled its traffic over the old Rush street bridge. The south bank, space for a vital thoroughfare, dabbled along as a fruit and vegetable market ham pering northbound traffic from within the Loop. From Randolph street south, the Illinois Central smudged the lakefront. And no fast, adequate boulevard connected the south side with the central city. Into this tangle of ill-planned and inadequate streets the new automobile honked in increas' ing numbers. The city's greatest asset, the matchless 27-mile lakefront, remained uncoordinated with any future de velopment. Its harbors were poor, badly placed and generally inadequate. Park and play areas wretchedly con nected and hard of access remained to vex the forward looking citizen. "Coolidge — Coolidge? Oh yes, Cal Coolidge' [Note: This article forms the first of a series on The Chicago Plan. The sec ond will appear in an early issue.} TJ4E CHICAGOAN 9 CHICAGO IN 1882 Chicago— Union Station, Last Stop! This was the call as trains snorted in until 2 a. m. From here lightning cabs whisked travelers over the cobblestones to palatial city hotels such as — The Palmer House — a vast and gleaming edifice, splendid as the courts of Europe, so the papers said, and reassuringly fireproof. Or — The Hotel Sherman — six dizzy stories above the teeming street, famous for suave, cosmopolitan guests. Then— Wabash and Washington, a spectacle of civic bustle. Scores of pedestrians on the sidewalks, sleek horses and shimmering carriages. Out North — Chicago Avenue, with the magnificent watertower, a gem in white stone ever since 1867, though — lamentably — on the very outskirts of the city. From contemporary prints owned by the Chicago Historical Society. 10 TWECWICAGOAN A Chicagoan in Madrid-II An Essay on the National Sfiort By SAMUEL PUTNAM ^DUT," I remarked to the senorita •i-^ over our cafe con leche, "I've simply got to see a bull-fight. That, after all, is what I came to Spain for — to see a bull-fight and the El Greco's — the El Greco's are lovely — " "You Frenchmen," throatily trilled the senorita, "are so funny!" "Frenchmen? — -Er, I see. Merci bien. But speaking of the bulls — Back in Chicago — " 1 'Back — where? "Oh, yes, we have lots of bulls. In fact, there are bulls and — " "But, I don't understand." "N a t u r a 1 1 y, you don't — you wouldn't. I've always thought a good hanging was a better show, but I wanted to see a toreador in action once, just to make sure." "I'm sure, I don't know what you're talking about." "Of course, you don't! That's just the point. But as I was saying — After a little party at the County Jail, we always used to go out and take six good stiff shots, in rapid and numerical succession — " "Shots?" "Yes, shots. The hanging was mere ly an excuse for them, you know. It was a bit rough, of course, on the party of the first part — " AT this point, the senorita began to /™\ look around for the nearest exit. "But as for bulls — Listen, little one, you've never seen the Stock Yards, have you? Or attended a real Cham ber of Commerce Wild West Rodeo? Not to mention the Chicago City Council? Then, take it from me, you don't know the first thing — " "You Frenchmen are so — " "Ah, yes, so we are. All of that. But speaking of bulls — " "I think," said the senorita, "that football is much more interesting." "I know you do. So does all Ma drid, apparently. Here, I time my ar rival with astronomic exactitude to hit a Sunday afternoon and a reserved grandstand seat at the Plaza de los toros, only to find that the game — I mean the fight — has been called on ac count of rain. And what do you of fer me instead? A silly game of soc cer — " "Soccer?" "And the next Sunday, it's the same story. If this weather keeps up — Say, what's the idea of pampering your bulls like that? What if they do get their feet wet? You ought to see a good first-rate hanging — " "With the shots?" "Huh? Sure, with the shots and everything." ' ' O UT you haven't told me how you •U like Spain yet." "I might like it, if I could find it." "What do you mean?" "The guitars and the serenades and the red sashes, Carmens dropping roses from their hair — " "You Parisians are so romantic!" "Yes, aren't we, though? But as I was saying — Well, there's a little ice cream parlor in North Michigan Ave nue — Why, you even paint your houses — there isn't a respectable ruin in Madrid! — Not even a beggar — and a shoe-shining stand, manned by Hel lenic attendants, on the public square! — -" "Have another lump of sugar in your water." "No, thanks. That's another thing with you Spaniards. Sugar is doing for you what moonshine whisky is for us. No wonder you're getting soft over your bulls — " "Soft?" "Yes, soft. Why, I remember the last hanging I covered — " "Do you know," interrupted the senorita, "I love the French. You have so much — so much sosiego." "So much — ? Yeh, we have, haven't we?" "And now," said the senorita, "tell me about those shots." 'Shine, please'' TWE CHICAGOAN n "My mother-in-law, Mrs. Bowser, noticed the lettering on the luggage and made some crack about going to Africa to sell soap" The y IN beginning this account of my D African big-game hunt for The Chi cagoan (Oh, I had offers from Hearst, too!) I must first of all call the atten tion of the reader — or readers, as the case may be — to one exceptional feature. The Herbert Bradleys, of Chicago, have taken their little girl on a big- game hunt; Martin Johnson has taken his wife — but I am the only guy who ever took his mother -in-law into the wilds of Africa! As a matter of fact, when I sailed with my wife and her mother I bought only two return tickets. Nevertheless, Momma came back with us just the same. There was nothing in Africa that could stop her! But the animals have never been the same since. However, that's another story. And I have vowed to keep per sonal prejudice out of this narrative. There is nothing older than the mother- in-law .joke — but my mother-in-law is no joke. You don't know that woman! Or, maybe you do. Anyway, I must begin at the beginning. I'm not much of a literary man — as you must have discovered ere this. I'm just a plain business-man — though I scarcely feel that I need to introduce myself. Everybody knows Lucius P. Terwilliger. (Terwilliger s Talcum for Tiny Tots. Terwilliger 's Superb Shaving Soap — Use Tour Old Razor Blades and Shave in Comfort. Etc.) And, if I do say so myself, I've done a good deal for Chicago. The sign boards advertising my products are the Terwilliger Expedition Lucius P . Terwilliger AS TOLD TO GENE MARKEY largest ever put up in Cook County. And besides, I've always contributed handsomely to the Republican cam paign fund. (Unless it looked like a Democratic year!) But I had always wanted to do something for Chicago in a big way. I wanted to help put Chi cago on the map, you might say. One of the fellows at the club had the nerve to hint that I was looking for a little extra publicity — but that's too ridicu lous to discuss. I'm just like Bill Wrigley about publicity. We both hate it. However, we big fellows have to put up with a certain amount of publicity — it goes with our position. WELL, one day I hit on this idea of an African big-game hunt. It occurred to me all of a sudden, you might say. Of course, President Roose velt and George Getz and Gen. Mil ton Foreman and quite a few other big fellows had already done it — but that didn't stop me. "Always room for one more," is my motto. I always say that with a smile as I battle my way into a crowded elevated train. (That's how I lost this front tooth.) But here was the Terwilliger touch — I wanted to bring back some stuffed animals and donate them to the Field Museum. How is that for an idea? Imagine a flock of stuffed lions, tigers and other African flora or fauna, all with a large sign on them: Donated by Lucius P. Terwilliger, President of the Ter williger Toilet. Preparations Co. And I thought maybe, just for a joke, we could hang a sign on one of the big, bearded lions: I Never Heard About Terwilliger's Superb Shaving Soap Till It Was Too Late. Or something like that. Any way, it's an idea. And, if I do say so myself, it's my ideas that have put me where I am today. So I called up Stanley Field (Stan and I are just like that!) and I said, "This is Lucius P. Terwilliger." And he said, "Who?" And I said, "Lucius P. Terwilliger — you know!" And he said, "I don't believe I " And I said, "Sure, you do! Terwilliger's Toilet Preparations!" And then I told him my idea, about bringing back a lot of stuffed wild animals from Africa, to donate to the Field Museum. Well, he said something about he didn't like to put me to all that bother. And I said, "No bother at all. Glad to oblige a friend." And before he could object — he was probably going to offer to share the expense of the expedition — I said with a smile (you know, it's the voice with the smile that wins!) : "Well, so long, kid — I'm leaving for Africa tomorrow. And wait till you see the specimens I'll bring back for your little old museum!" So it was all set. When I gave out the story to the papers that afternoon I called it the Terwilliger-Field Museum Expedition. That sounded kind of official, you might say. But when I had our names put on the lug- 12 T14ECI4ICAGQAN 'I'm sure that's going to look lovely on our lawn' gage I thought to myself, "Well, now — what's the use of giving the Field Museum any more publicity? Every body knows about it." So I had Terwilliger's Toilet Preparations painted in large letters on everything. It pays to advertise, as the fellow said. MY mother-in-law, Mrs. Bowser, noticed this lettering on the lug gage, and made some crack about: "Are you going to Africa to sell soap? I thought this was a pleasure trip." And I said: "How could it be a pleasure trip? You're with us!" That got a big laugh out of every body at the station — even people standing around who didn't know Mrs. B. But she pretended she didn't hear it. That's the way she always does if she can't think of a comeback. The day we sailed from New York there were quite a few reporters down to the boat (I had wired ahead from Chicago) but when we posed for the camera-men Mrs. B. insisted on stand ing in the middle, and our picture in the Graphic (the other papers must have been too crowded that day) was something of a disappointment. It was mostly Mrs. B. You could hardly see me at all. Mrs. B. laughed for an hour because I didn't show in the photo graph. "Oh, well," I said, "age before beauty!" That held her for a while. I forget the name of the town we landed at, but I remember I was sore because the drug-stores didn't carry my line of toilet preparations. We took a jerkwater train that didn't seem to be going anywhere in particular — I think the conductor must have thrown away the schedule — anyway, we finally ar rived at our destination. It wasn't much of a place. You'd be surprised at how few live-wire, hundred per cent towns you find in Africa. Well, this was where our safari, or personally- conducted tour was organized. There must have been about a hundred black boys, as porters, to carry our baggage. "I never saw so many colored people since I left the South Side," Mrs. B. remarked. (That's about as intelligent as she is!) The head red-cap, a darkey named Mumbo-something, kept calling me, Bwana all the time. I finally asked what it meant, and he said Bwana meant "master." "Yes, we have no Bwanas!" yelled my mother-in-law, and laughed till she cried. That's the sort of thing I had to put up with from her. I could hardly wait till I got her out into the wilds. (to be continued) Halsted An Informal Tour THE district on Halsted street near Polk, Taylor, Racine and sundry other streets is a pretty virile area. Peo ple in the south Halsted sector are apt to be a bit over hardy for an effete taste — just how extremely hardy they are you can determine for yourself by smoking an Italian cigar. These luxuries are long, double-end ed twists of black tobacco, very black and very tightly twisted. The pur chaser planks down a nickel and re ceives his choice from a mound of nico tine wands. Then, with gusto, he ap proaches a cutter designed to bisect his purchase. A blow of the fist and a "Bravo!" sees two cigars where but one flourished before. Your Mediterranean friend — let us say — puts one half to his lips. Your own Nordic teeth clamp the other. He lights his twist and exhales a dense fume. You touch a match to your weed. It is a sad day for Nordic supremacy. For the first two or three draws nothing happens. About the fourth puff a small windstorm seems to agitate TUE CHICAGOAN 13 the black interior of your stogie, at least a shower of gravel and like debris assails your palate. Then a sort of slow, creeping miasma filters through the twisted leaf, only a hint of evil at first but an ominous presage of the smoke itself. You puff vigorously. A heavy, acrid, oily fume bursts into your mouth. You gasp. The torch seems to be blazing cheerfully. In the meantime your Italian friend is con tented with his half of the purchase. You start in pain. Little runnels of flame have worked back along the body of the tobacco. These nip the fingers and smell like a railroader's fusee. You puff again; it reminds one somehow of Guy Fawkes day and burning in effigy. Another puff and the senses waver. The aroma is a thing of the Borgias, and the Mafia. In the meantime your friend has surrounded himself with an incredible fog. He beams at you from a nimbus of blue, curling vapor. The proprie tor lights up another cigar. You edge toward the door. Two acquaintances brush in and seize upon more inflam mable material. You go out, and stay. Believe it or not, these are a vigor ous, sturdy people. — PATRICK O'QUINN. Poetic Acceptances Arthur Guiterman Accents an Invita~ tion to Review the Rover Boys Series for the Eighth Grade Gazette of the Cleek-Plivick Day School for Boys For years and years I've longed to read Again the books about the Rovers, — Those stalwart youths of noble deed About whose heads a halo hovers. If I would read them when I liked, My friends would cry, "His brain is numbing. "Our Guiterman 's good sense is spiked "By his second childhood's coming." But now your fortunate request Gives me excuse enough to tarry With characters I love the best, — Dick, Tom and Sam (or was it Harry?) . So I accept the joyous task Of reading books that please me highly, That lack sophistication's mask As much as verse by Whitcomb Riley. — DONALD PLANT. Culture at the Coliseum The W omen s World Fair By HELEN RENDTORFF NO building in town changes its character so often, so completely, and so rapidly as the Coliseum. A cir cus one night, it is a Baptist conven tion the next, from which high level it backslides to a prize fight arena, and thus prepares itself for a flower show or a bicycle race. Just now the Coli seum houses a Woman's World Fair. This fair is a fourth annual under the direction of Miss Helen Bennett; the idea was hers to begin with. Mrs. Joseph T. Bowen is honorary chairman. Mrs. George Bass is acting chairman, aided in her office by Mrs. Howard Linn. Mrs. Walter Paepcke is secre tary. Mrs. George R. Dean, treasurer. The directors are: Mrs. Medill Mc Cormick, Mrs. Joseph G. Coleman, Mrs. Rockefeller McCormick, Mrs. Edward Hines, and Mrs. Shreve Bad' ger. And the proceeds go to Passa' vant Memorial hospital, soon to be built on the McKinlock campus of Northwestern University. It is the purpose of the fair to show the progress of modern woman, par' ticularly in business and industry. Strolling among the booths one sees. this progress near at hand. THERE is, for instance, Florence Ethelyn Schell who is a blacksmith. An extremely masculine profession in Jazz-band leader spends quiet evening at home with his family 14 TWE CHICAGOAN the horse country. But Miss Schell's smithy produces wrought iron furni ture which has won the smith recog nition. Mrs. A. G. Dunlap and Inez Ridgway are the only women in the world who operate a motion picture film laboratory. Anna Grace Sawyer, once "the little pansy girl of the west side," is grown up now but she continues in her calling as a pansy farmer. Ruth Hanna Mc Cormick appears as a farmer, too; her display is cattle from the McCormick farm at Rock River. Viola Smith is a "All we have left, madame, is seventh row gallery" "And are they good seats?" turquoise miner. The largest mine in the world. And Kathrine Stinson one of the first woman aviators. One woman is a cheese expert. An other a toy maker. Rather predictably make-up professors are generally women. A whole band of Chicago policewomen discourses music from one booth. Elena Moneak, creator of the Chicago Women's Symphony is in an other. Lady journalists make up a sizable exhibit. And a modern woman shown stepping on the gas in the chauf fer's seat is a safety first exhibit ar ranged by the Fair committee, one fears with small masculine cooperation. More reassuring is a display of deco rated kitchen ware. The south annex of the Coliseum is a world market square where booths form a village in a forest. Achieve ments foreign and feminine are here on sale. Germany, England, Greece and Hungary are represented. So, too, are the vaguely located Czecho-Slo- vakia, Lithuania and Ukrania. Thursday, May 24, is set aside for the Famous Women's Luncheon, a feast in honor of women who have dis tinguished themselves in what has been somewhat hastily named a man's world. Guns Take Toll Two Die in Gang War (As reported by Lady DeLala, Society Reporter for the Press) A SURPRISE engagement between "Patsy" (Little Bowie) Lapetti and Joseph (Irish) Przbyz, winsomely entered into at the corner of Halsted and Taylor streets at a wee sma' hour of Wednesday a week since, startled their many friends and acquaintances. 'Tis rumored that the young couple had not been seen together recently, and while their engagement is not a complete surprise to those attentive to the promptings of Dame Rumor, it was nevertheless very suddenly announced and a host of friends wishes the young people well. I trust I will not be overly revealing (but we all dearly relish gossip, my dear!) when I disclose that Little Bowie has been anxious to meet Joe Przbyz for the last three months. They were, as our readers know, business associates in the Happy Days Bottling Corpora tion, and a coolness had grown up be tween them. 'Twas a surprise meeting last Wednesday and the couple ex- TWECI4ICAG0AN 15 changed very cordial tokens almost be fore they were left alone by flying pedestrians. Little Bowie was quick and graceful in presenting Joe with four handsome nickel plated slugs from his beautiful revolver— a .38 Colt on a .44 frame and a keepsake in the Lapetti family. Joe, though surprised, was equally generous and gave his former partner a hand thrown pineapple and a tasty helping of metal trinkets from his own weapon — a beautiful short- barreled fowling piece by Smith and Wesson. Among the guests were Companies 27 and 39 of the City Fire Department, two squad cars and their happy occu pants from the detective bureau, Mr. Samuel Groves, prominent mortician, Dr. Kastner and ambulance, Patrolmen Lynch, O'Malley, Ryan, Goebel, Kelly and Silverman of the Central Station and about 300 onlookers who quickly gathered at the scene. A number of beautiful floral tributes from prominent citizens have already been presented to the happy couple. All present voted the event one of the happiest social evenings ever experi enced on Taylor street, a part of town much favored by the younger set and already a scene of some of the liveliest goings on here mentioned by your re porter. — LADY DE LALA. Bus -Top Ballad Dame Fashion rules the Avenue In the windows there, From silhouette to slippers, From silken hose to hair. The color of the moment! The fabric of the day! The mode! The vogue! Exclusive! From robe to negligee. The new note in the neckline! The status of the knee! The gown from Vionnet, my dear, The chapeau from Paris! The dernier cri in perfume! The jewels that are smart! The latest importation To charm the female heart. And up and down stenographer, And dowager, and maid, And debutante, and matron, And bookkeeper parade! With hats of nineteen twenty, And hemlines anywhere — Dame Fashion rules the Avenue In the windows there! — CHARLOTTE ARMSTRONG. The Stolen Gainsborough Concluding an Efiic Chapter in Chicago Justice By W. H. WILLIAMSON IF it be possible to reconcile purity • of motive with plain burglary, Adam Worth may be credited with a warming glow of self -justification as he emerged from Agnew. and Company's London Galleries with Gainsborough's "The Duchess of Devonshire" rolled snugly under his arm. Scotland Yard's discomfiture might prove no less pleas ant entertainment than on the many similar occasions previously sketched, but clearly the Gainsborough's mone tary value could have had no bearing upon the master thief's sensation as, with trusted Junka and reliable Joe El liott by his side, he strode briskly into the cool, dark night. As planned, and as detailed in the preceding issue of The Chicagoan, a strip would be cut from the canvas and smuggled to the then imprisoned mem ber of Worth's gang. A pledge to bring about return of the stolen paint ing would be bartered for the prison er's freedom. Under pressure of the powerful Agnew interests, British law would be pliable. Worth would return the painting. No doubt the three con- i -i T^ «¦ ny'iii i iff". ,---" ... "Ya know, Pete, lots o' times I think guys like these Bremen flyers is foolish for takin' the chances they do" 16 TI4E CHICAGOAN spirators, enjoying a pseudo-Robin Hood reflex, found a new zest in their now uniquely glorified profession. Then came a ghastly joke. The prisoner's solicitor discovered a flaw in the extradition papers by which he had been brought from France. In Eng land law is law. The solicitor pre sented the facts to a judge, who promptly ordered the release of the prisoner. And thus the Duchess of Devonshire became a "white elephant" on Worth's hands. HIS innate cupidity forbade its de struction, yet there seemed no way in which he could dispose of it. The world rang with the story of the robbery. So Worth tucked it away. Junka began borrowing money from Worth, as of his share in the value of the painting. Finally he demanded that Worth produce the canvas, and said he would pay his indebtedness, buy Worth's share, and take the Duchess. They arranged to meet at the Criterion bar. Worth suspected treachery, shad owed Junka, and found that he was accompanied at a slight distance by two Scotland Yard detectives. Neither Worth nor the painting appeared. And the next time they met, which was at the same bar, Worth beat Junka into insensibility. NOW a series of swift, sensationally successful robberies speed the years. Perhaps the biggest on the Con tinent was that of the express between Calais and Paris, where the loot was about 700,000 francs. British and French police were shadowing Worth constantly and he finally decided to make some trips. One was to the United States, on which he took the Gainsborough, packed in the false bottom of a trunk containing salesman's samples on which he paid duty. The trunk was placed in storage in a warehouse in Brooklyn, later removed to New York, thence to Boston, where it remained for several years prior to being brought to Chicago. During that interval Worth robbed the Post Office at Cape Town, South Africa, of $700,000 in diamonds and cash. Six months later he took the loot to Australia, thence to England, where he disposed of it. While getting rid of that loot, Worth and a confederate robbed a diamond dealer in London of $70,000 in uncut diamonds Crime fol lowed crime, without detection or cap ture, until the Belgian case. While in the act of robbing a Bel gian mail wagon, his "lookout" failed to signal the return of the driver and Worth was caught, convicted, and sentenced to seven years imprisonment. ONE of the reasons why Worth did not try any big operations in the United States was because of the "Eye" — Billy Pinkerton's nickname in the underworld. The "Eye" saw and knew much. For years Billy Pinkerton and his brother Robert had known that Worth stole the Gainsborough, but lacked the proof. Emerging from that Belgian prison, broken in health, Worth came to New York and consulted Pat Sheedy, noted gambler and art connoisseur, who was well acquainted with Billy Pinkerton. Worth desperately needed money. The reward offered for the Gainsborough still stood. There was one detective in the world whom Worth desperately feared and absolutely trusted — Billy Pinkerton. One stormy morning in January, 1899, Mr. Pinkerton received a tele gram from the Northwestern station in Chicago, saying : "Letter awaiting you at house; send for it." It was signed "Roy." The letter was sent for. It was from Worth, whom he had not seen for seventeen years. It said that if the "Eye" would assure his safety, he wished to discuss a confiden tial matter with him. Reply giving that assurance was made through a newspaper advertisement the following morning. Came a telephone call at 11 o'clock, from Worth, and five minutes later he was in Mr. Pinkerton's office, where he told the whole story, except ing the hiding place of the Gains borough. This he withheld because of a pledge given Pat Sheedy, who had previously consulted both Billy and Robert Pinkerton, insisting that no ar rest be made, and that as additional reward for the return of the painting he be permitted to make a steel en graving of the materpiece, and control it. CONFERENCES alternated with cablegrams to Scotland Yard, where the great Inspector Frank C. Froest had for years been working on the case, and finally an agreement was reached. C. Moreland Agnew sailed aboard the Etruria March 15, 1901 and was met in Chicago March 27 by Billy Pinkerton, to whom he gave his pledge, confirming that of the cablegrams from Scotland Yard. The next morning he, Mrs. Agnew and Mr. Pinkerton met in Mr. Agnews' hotel room. There came a rap on the door, a strange man handed in a parcel and quickly de parted. It was the Gainsborough. Worth died January 8, 1902. An other pledge made to him by Billy Pink erton was that none of his confession be disclosed to the world so long as he lived, or any accessory who might be injured. The pledge, of course, was kept. The Grim Reaper long ago gathered in Adam Worth and all of his confederates. THE CHICAGOAN 17 CHICAGOAN/ THE music critics of this town are journalists by accident. They date back to the barbaric days of Chi cago newspapers when managing edi tors came to a realization that music was the pampered darling of the arts in this vicinity, but didn't know what to do about it. Any acquaintance with the arts in those benighted times was considered beneath the dignity of a trained newspaper man. So in despair the managing editors rustled over to Steinway Hall or Lyon and Healy's and engaged the first musicians they met who claimed they could write, to serve as music critics on the smallest possible salaries. Most of the members of this early group of tag-you're-it music critics still survive and are in harness. They have learned much since their bewildered apprenticeship, but they are still musi cians by profession and journalists by laying-on of hands. Unlike the regu lar or congenital newspaper men with whom they have this vague association, they love their jobs. The limpet's em brace of the rock, the strangle-hold of the anaconda upon the meal-time goat, are no more tenacious and affectionate than a Chicago music critic's clutch on his title. It is rumored that some of them would pay money for the fran chise, and the copy that one or two of them turn out reads, to the eye of a cynic, as if they might. They are the most laborious crea tures in this hive of industry. They remind one of Balzac's description, in "The Girl With the Golden Eyes," of the unflagging, fifteen-hour-a-day pur suit of the franc by the typical bourgeois of Paris. They have the pa- DeanofMusicCntics By BRADFORD MUNROE Karleton Hackett tience of Job, the assiduity of ants, and the stamina of C. C. Pyle's cross-con tinent runners. They put in nine hours a day teach ing music in the conservatories or their own studios. Then after a hasty din ner they trudge Michigan Boulevard, making the rounds of the concert halls. No one knows when they write their critiques or how these articles, which often run to a length that maddens copy-readers, reach their papers, for they are never seen around the offices of the newspapers that employ them. This phase of their lives is a mystery to their closest friends. It has been estimated, however, that they never sleep more than five hours a night. APPARENTLY they have no nerves. i They bathe in music like a sponge in its native element, and they exude printer's ink with the ease and promiscuity of the cuttle-fish. With the opera season they come into full bloom, and in dress'suited solemnity they attend every repetition of every thread-bare work in the traditional repertory. They even refuse to shirk "II Trovatore." They are like dream ing priests moving through a mystic ritual, to omit one gesture of which would be sacrilege. But they are singularly incurious about last acts, which they haven't seen for years. No music critic is an authority about the ending of opera plots. For them opera is eternally an unfinished story. The dean of this group is Karleton Hackett. He has been our First Music Critic since the cable-cars ran along Cottage Grove Avenue. For more than a generation he has set the pace and given the pitch for the rest of the pro fession. He is one of our best-known men-along-Michigan Boulevard, and his career represents a solid, impressive achievement. He has that virtue which the passing generation knew and es teemed as "character." He is vice-president of the American Conservatory of Music as well as is THE CHICAGOAN 'Hurry, dear, and make up your mind what kind of cab you want so the nice man can blow his whistle" dramatic critic of the Chicago Evening Post. He teaches voice, and his day- by-day program of appointments for students is enough in itself to send him home in the evening weary with well doing. He has been an important fig ure in the development of musical edu cation in Chicago — and this is one of our leading industries. Musicians re spect and admire him, and they are also fond of him. He has been a critic for more than twenty years, in an art where "temperament" works over-time, and has never made an enemy, or hurt a feeling. HIS style is gentle and even-tem pered, like the man. It always has, moreover, a savor of the Hacket- tian humor which is one of the domi nant notes of his individuality. It is a mild and philosophic mirth, often de veloping quaint and whimsical turns of thought. His ironies are never bitter; his jeux d'esprit are never sharp. It is a humor which jogs and ambles, which is often intentionally ponderous, which is always quiet and good-natured. And it always keeps flowing. A man of personal dignity and serious purpose, he gives the impression of viewing life, people and affairs with light cynicism and genial mockery. In his private life he has always been highly domesticated, a substantial burgher, formerly of Hyde Park and now of the transpontine North Side. But he has been an active club man, too. He was one of the founders of The Cliff Dwellers, and after serving in its councils for years he became its president for two terms which are looked back upon, by his fellow mem bers, as halcyon days in the history of that somewhat austere organization. He can always be found there at lunch eon, and at the table where he sits there is always good talk, not neces sarily about music. During the past year, he has been active in organizing the new arts-letters-and-intelligentzia club called The Tavern, and at the housewarming in June in its roof- house at 333 North Michigan Avenue, he will make the inaugural address as president. His nickname, which is not widely used, is "K. Hatchet." He may have invented it himself, for it agrees with his idiom of humor and he often iden tifies himself in that manner. His hobby is oratory. His music-school duties, his club presidencies and his cultural activities often compel him to stand up on his hind-legs and address the public in grand old American fashion; and when he does, the public hears something. If he had ever taken up public speaking seriously, he would have be come a famous spell-binder, for when he plants himself for a speech and lets it roll, in a slow, sonorous manner, he is highly effective. But he follows this American pastime with his tongue in his cheek. He has adopted a style which is a parody of the classic manner of rostrum roarers; he is polysyllabic, pontifical and pedantic, and his long sentences curl around each other like stripes on a barber's pole. The effect when he lets these Johnsonian utter ances drift through the air, keeping a straight and solemn face all the while, is uniquely humorous. HE is a grandfather, but he looks middle-aged. He combats a tendency toward poundage by exer cises in one of the down-town gymnasia for sedentary gentlemen of increasing years. He looks slow on his feet, for years of padding about among the Sun' day afternoon concerts have given him a touch of music-critic's arches. But when Guy Hardy chalked out a tennis court on the stage of the Auditorium, a few years back, and invited all the critics to bring their rackets, "K. Hatchet" was the man who won the aisle-seat championship. He came out of New England, after THE CHICAGOAN 19 V/ie STk G E A Comedy of the Links and the Locker Room By CHARLES COLLINS pursuing culture at Harvard and music in Italy, in the days when Chicago was thinking about its first World's Fair. He is happily free from the puritan austerity of other chips of Plymouth Rock who migrated here in that period; but a New England conscience has al ways been his guide where professional duties were concerned. To illustrate: He had choice seats to the Army- Navy football game two years ago. Al though not a football fanatic he yearned to see that game. His son-in- law (John Holabird) is a West Pointer and a Great War colonel; and "K. Hatchet" had made elaborate plans to watch the Army mule humiliate the Navy goat. But on a day's notice the Chicago Opera Company changed its schedule and marked that Saturday afternoon for the staging of a novelty. It was an opera of no great impor tance, and by the time the next issue of Mr. Hackett's paper appeared, it would have been an old story. He could have easily covered that premiere by proxy. But did he? Well, hardly. Torn between desire and duty, he fol lowed his New England conscience. He gave away his football tickets and went to that opera — muttering a little under his mustache, but as faithful to his duty as the hero of "The Pirates of Pen zance." That little incident revealed the steadfastness of the man. You can count on Karleton Hackett, whether you want to know what's happening in the concert halls or send a message to Garcia. He has character. Fashionable Arabia The Marsh Arab: Haji Rikkan, by Fulanain. (J. B. Lippincott Company.) $3. Was to have had a preface by Ger trude Bell, who suggested its being written. Fulanain is merely the Arabic word for the two of us, the two being an English civil officer and his wife, one or both of whom appears or appear to have spent many days in the Haji's boat, poling here and there in the green shades of the Tigris-Euphrates marsh country, and listening to tales. These tales of history, of. biography, and of honor, are retold with a flavor which suggests the Arab story teller at the top of his form. Maker of Modern Arabia, by Ameen Rihani. (Houghton Mifflin Company.) $6. It was an interview with Gertrude Bell at Baghdad that after much red tape effectively started this Syrian-American on his wanderings the length and breadth of Arabia. Although he met nearly everybody, his particular hero is Ibn Sa'oud, head of the Wahhabis. THE theatre has begun to slow up as it approaches the long warm weather detour which separates one stage year from another. Audiences are dwindling; long runs are halting; gaps are appearing in the play-goers' directories that hang over the tick et-brokers' count ers. — Well, what of it? Let the managers worry over this problem. They have faced it every June for sev eral generations without making the inexpensive experiment of tap ping the traffic tunnels beneath the Loop for cool air. There will always be the myth that Chicago is a good summer- show town — and by the middle of July there are never more than two or three theatres open. Let us forget the economics of the stage, in which play-goers take a totally unnecessary interest, and turn our pince-nez toward "The Nineteenth Hole," which is new at the Erlanger. It is a comedy "by and with" (as the programs say) Frank Craven, a home ly, happy actor who has written sev eral pleasant pieces. As an author, in fact, Mr. Craven must be spoken of with respect, for his "The First Year," which is still well-remembered by dramatic critics, was a work of some distinction. "The Nineteenth Hole" deals with the great open-air industry of golf. Will it, therefore, be able to compete with the lure of the links and run through the summer here? Our guess is : not likely. In spite of the trumpet- ings from several newspaper dramatic critics, we fear that Mr. Craven's lat est is low in vitality. It is no more than mildly diverting. It is merely a Nice Little Thing. PLAYS about games are seldom any thing else, and so they do not flourish. There have been numerous attempts to hitch the drama to the popularity of baseball, for example, but few of them have been worth cos tuming and the others have been as ephemeral as sand-flies. Golf, also has had numerous footlight chroniclers, but thus far it remains where it belongs, in the country clubs instead of the R i a 1 1 o. Game- em otions are mock - emotions, fundamentally; and the stage requires stuff closer to the disturbing realities of existence. "T h e Nine teenth Hole" is about golf and nothing else. Mr. Craven must be accepted as an au thority on the sub ject, for he plays the game with Grantland Rice; but he probably would have done better if he were less of a specialist. Moreover, he has come to his theme too late. All the golf jokes have been worn out. The whole field of golf gossip has been trampled over until it is barren. Golf is no longer a romantic game, but a branch of salesmanship. There is a tide in the affairs of plays, and "The Nineteenth Hole" has caught its theme on the ebb. It should have been staged about fifteen years ago, when "Six Cylinder Love" dramatized the early symptoms of motor-mania. In his roles Mr. Craven has always been a quaint exponent of home-spun Americanism. He has missed his mark a little in "The Nineteenth Hole"; he is as droll as ever but his character — a mild, professorial creature who writes articles about stained glass windows and ecclesiastical customs for a living — is more like the conventional butter-fly collector of musical comedy than an up-to-date intellectual. His seduction into a golf club, however, and his struggles with the game and its Babbit- tized practioners are human and amusing. Even the non-golfer — if he exists — will find laughter in the per plexities of this shy, unworldly little 20 THE CHICAGOAN 'I'm just a grown up bay-bee, that's all" man as he learns the mysteries of tee and locker-room. The play is well cast for types. Its picture of the bourgeoisie of a golf club with a $150 initiation fee is accurate. Dorothy Blackburn, as the wife and Rea Martin, as a flapper athlete, brighten the distaff side of the company. "Infinite Merriment MEDITATIONS upon the Win- throp Ames revivals of Gilbert and Sullivan operettas, now closing a happy month at the Studebaker, are in order. They had a few faults, but many virtues, and they gave us the most satisfying course in these merry classics since the prodigious ceremonials of De Wolf Hopper at the Auditorium. Pictorially, these three productions — "The Mikado," "The Pirates of Penzance" and "Iolanthe" were con summate achievements. They were masterpieces of the technology of the theatre arts. In scene design, costum ing, lighting and group-composition, these shows were a complete delight. "Iolanthe," with its exquisite fairies and its richly caparisoned House of Peers was particularly refreshing to the eye. The singing, especially in the choral numbers, was highly effective. A cer tain feebleness of the tenor had to be forgiven because that able young actor was having a session of throat trouble. The patter-songs of the leading come dian did not register in their full value. That player, in fact, was al ways the weak spot in the perform ances. Curiously enough, however, various Gilbert and Sullivan experts approved of his limpness and vague ness because he did not offend against the austerity with which they approach these sources of "infinite merriment." Mr. Ames is to be congratulated for having restored the chorus girl to her old-fashioned virtues as a lovely crea ture. The young women of this com pany revived the Victorian tradition of feminine charm; and as the daughters of the major-general in "The Pirates" and the fairies of "Iolanthe" they were utterly lovely and lovable. And how they sang! If they were recruited from church choirs, as has been report ed, then the value of a closer associa tion between church and stage is ap parent. The group of girls who played minor roles, hardly distinguish able from the chorus at times — Suissa- bell Sterling, Virginia Fox, Bettina Hall and Pauline Langlen — contains careers in the bud. I was especially entranced by Suissabell, who is as odd and funny as her name, and Bettina, who is a slender beauty and who, in "Iolanthe" bloomed out into the title role. The productions were treated as pure operetta rather than musical comedy. That approach gave them the distinction which is Mr. Ames' trade mark. But it tended to inhibit laugh ter. And it also tended to keep the words of the songs a secret, more or less. Although I sat in the first row, I did not understand more than twenty-five per cent of the words that were sung; and it is my conviction that opera, grand or light, grave or gay, must strive to make every word intel ligible in order to justify itself in the theatre. I cannot live by music alone, and the best notes of the greatest sing ers mean less to me than "if," "and" or "but." In the beginning was the Word. [Note: Theatrical entertainments confi dently expected — by their sponsors — to en dure from press time to publication date of this journal are listed on page two.] THE CHICAGOAN 21 Also Showing SoRRELL AND Son — H. B. Warner in the best picture in town. (Go and see it.) The Devil Dancer — Well, Gilda Gray does do her dance in it. (Do not see it.) Three Sinners — Continental drama with Continental Pola Negri in the Conti nental manner. (Do not miss this one.) The Crowd — A little study in plain peo ple, delivered with great gusto. (Do not see this one.) Tenderloin — New York's, and very po lite. (Unnecessary.) The Patsy — Marion Davies' funniest pic ture. (Necessary.) A Night of Mystery — Adolphe Menjou, but not a Menjou picture. (Omit.) Speedy — Harold Lloyd's best comedy. (In clude. ) The Smart Set — Counterfeit. (Detour.) The Legion of the Condemned — Excel lent war drama. (See it.) Dressed to Kill — Authentic crime stuff. (Look it up.) The Play Girl — Madge Bellamy for no good reason. (Next.) Chicago — Delightful. (Yes.) My Best Girl — Mary Pickford playing big girl now. (Don't fail.) A Girl in Every Port — The mighty Mc- Laglen and marine associates. (If pos sible.) The Big City — Mr. Lon Chaney shows the gangsters how they ought to do it. (Give it an evening.) Burning Daylight— Milton Sills some what above recent par. (If nothing's pressing.) Tillie's Punctured Romance — Punc tured. (No.) The Patent Leather Kid — Richard Barthelmess and associate members of the A. E. F. do it again. (Yes.) The Showdown — "Rain" with trim mings. (Perhaps.) The Heart of a Follies Girl — Too bad about Billie Dove. (Look at her por trait.) Red Hair — Clara Bow before the appen dectomy. (Look.) The Secret Hour — Pola Negri under a bushel. (Dial a concert.) Rose Marie — With Hollywood acces sories. (If you don't like music.) Coney Island — Inside and out. (Possi- My.) Nameless Men — Including Antonio Moreno. (Impossibly.) Square Crooks — Crooked comedy. (May be, for a matinee.) The Circus — Worth the day. (Inevita- bly.) The Gaucho — Fairbanks' classic athletics. (Positively.) The Student Prince — Novarro and Shearer in a faithful, if mute, transcrip tion. (Okay.) Les Miserables — Well, these things will happen. (Maybe the nap will do you good.) West Point — William Haines really shouldn't have accepted the assignment. (Probably better not.) The Crimson City — Alleged to be Singa pore; plainly Hollywood. (Certainly not.) H^he CINEMA Chicago Cinema Guide — 1928 Edition By WILLIAM R. WEAVER FILMS of the fortnight being what they are — that is to say, what they are not — a critical recess is declared and promptly seized upon as occasion for publishing this department's annual Chicago Cinema Guide. Too, what with advance of warm weather and retreat of warm musicians, a num ber of revisions are in order. Reiterating the annual announce ment, the Chicago Cinema Guide is dedicated to the business of making cinema attendance painless. Down town cinemas are listed — like baseball teams — according to their poll of runs, hits and errors. This box-score, cunningly devised to spare you arithmetic and cross refer ences, may be followed with utter assurance of maximum cinema satisfac tion at minimum effort. Additionally, it dispenses with the chore of reading critical reviews and uncritical adver' tisements, thus saving hours which may be more profitably devoted to attend ing the cinema. (All in all, a very neat little service to readers of this journal at no advance in price and with no necessity for mailing postage stamps, self-addressed postcards or names and addresses of five acquaint' ances.) The Guide: United Artists — Randolph at Dear born: This cinema is operated by a company owned by the best picture players and exhibits these players' pic tures exclusively. Usually they are the best pictures. Good music is held in proper check and all the show is on the screen. Announcements are brief and reasonably modest, attendants are not graduates of Culver and the seats are well pitched, spaced and cushioned. Smoking is encouraged in loges. Ex cellent crowd. • Mc Vic\ers — 25 W. Madison: Here Balaban and Katz display what they believe to be their best pictures. Don't be deceived by the gaudy frontal dis play — the pictures are usually excellent and the music is satisfactory. Save for an occasional singer or chorus accom panying a film, entertainment is con fined to the screen. Attendants affect parade rest and dress inconspicuously. Twilighted Madison street sheds just a slight chill over the house, but at tendance is usually brisk. Good seats, subdued lights, good crowd. Roosevelt — 110 N. State: This auditorium is slightly smaller than McVickers and so Balaban and Katz exhibit their next-best pictures here. Sprightlier music, more czaristic attendants, but still no non-film distractions. Comfort able seats, a little less amply spaced, and a pretty good crowd. Chicago — State at Lake: Biggest and architecturally best of the down town cinemas, this playhouse has spread its ample proscenium maternal ly over related and unrelated arts and entertainments. Here are shown the pictures Balaban and Katz consider best after McVickers and the Roosevelt have been supplied, but with, before, after and during these pictures almost anything can happen and usually does. Today the Four Marks, tomorrow Paul Whiteman, next day Marjorie Max well, George Jessel or Gilda Gray, and always a band on the stage, in the pit, en transit or idle while an organ bawls ditty or dirge. Attendants a blaze of glory, announcements in all slanguages and — finally — a good picture in the brief quiet while performers are rest ing. A good crowd, as large crowds average. Oriental — 20 W. Randolph: Where Balaban and Katz place in exhibition the best picture on hand after, the Chicago is attended to. A favorite play place of the young folks — not juveniles — and a bit uncertain as to policy since Paul Ash went East. A place to expect the unexpected. Monroe — 59 W. Monroe: A quiet cinema, in the older manner, where the [continued on page 30] 22 TI4ECUICAG0AN j\ Beauty and ' ' the Bores After a season of plays that make one decide to stay home and read Shaw, of "celebrities" even less clever than their press agents, of concerts modeled not on the "music of the spheres," but of the industries — no wonder faces grow old before their time! 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Valaze Beauty Preparations and Cos- metics are dispensed by trained and competent advisers at all the better shops. 670 N. Michigan Avenue Chicago. Telephone for Appointment — Whitehall 4242 8 East 57th Street, New York Paris London Philadelphia Boston Detroit Newark MU/ICAL NOTE/ Chicago s First Grand Ofiera Festival By RUTH G. BERGMAN PERHAPS this is not the Golden Age of Music or even the Golden Age of the Musicians Union, but 1928 Chicago, with its thousands of radios and phonographs, its church and thea tre Grande Organs, its stationary and itinerant bands, its pit and stage or chestras, its eleven weeks of opera, its Symphony Orchestra, is vastly different musically from the Chicago of forty or fifty years ago when the spirit was willing but the facilities were poor. A friend of the oversigned (Mr. Pollak will resume his departmental responsibilities in the next issue, no doubt regaling you with an account of frightfully impor tant musical events demanding his at tention down East somewhere) re cently exhumed a souvenir program of the First Chicago Grand Opera Fes tival held at the Exposition Building during the two weeks commencing April 6, 1885. The Festival Associa tion was organized primarily to pro vide opera at popular prices but it de sired also "to foster the production of original works in our own language, and thus inaugurate a movement, the justness of which is unchallenged, and the demand for which is rapidly in creasing (how rapidly we are now able to judge). "The benefits to our peo ple of this two-fold philanthropic object are so evident as to warrant the asser tion that the 'Chicago Opera Festival,' in its successful accomplishment, will mark a new era in the history, not only of Chicago, but of the entire United States." MANY names that have figured in other than the musical history of Chicago are included in the list of sponsors of the festival. Among those present at the organization meeting were Louis Wahl, Judge Dent, A. A. Sprague, George Schneider, William Penn Nixon, Ferdinand W. Peck, George F. Harding and "a few gentle men of the press." The final board of directors included, also, R. T. Crane, Henry Field, Eu gene Cary, John R. Walsh, George M. Bogue, and S. G. Pratt. The list of guarantors in cluded E d s o n Keith, George M. Pullman, John B. Drake and com pany, Joseph Me- dill, Potter Palmer, Albert S. Gage, Charles L. Hutch inson, D. Adler, Carter H. Harri son, and T. B. Blackstone. "Our city," said the souvenir pro gram, "possessing no hall or theatre with adequate seating capacity for such a great undertaking, the Association has deter mined to erect a suitable auditorium limiting the capacity to 6,000 people in the North end of the Exposition Building. . . . Private and Proscenium Boxes will add a charm to the Audi torium; beautifully-arranged prome nades, and a grand salon will give an opportunity for social intercourse and rest between acts. . . . To secure pro tection from Drafts the entire Opera Hall will be enclosed, as also the stage; and the corridors, lobby, and prome nades, as well as dressing rooms, stage and auditorium will be thoroughly heat ed with steam. . . . New and novel arrangements for lighting with gas jets. .... will illuminate the place bril liantly. . . . "The architects were Ad ler and Sullivan who succeeded in "ex celling their own previous efforts and accomplishing a genuine chef-d'oeuvre in architecture." THE operas were given by Col. J. H. Mapleson's "entire troupe, comprising the largest array of re- renowned artists in the world." The chorus of sixty was augmented "by a local organization of 300 fresh voices, TWECWICAGOAN 23 and the orchestra increased by 100 musicians." Col. Mapleson's chief artist was Mme. Adelina Patti. In ad dition to a number of operas no longer heard, the company presented the perennial "Lucia di Lammermoor," "Martha," "Aida," "II Trovatore," "Faust," and "Lohengrin," and the oc casional "L'Africaine" and "La Som- nambula." "It is proper," states the program, "to acknowledge the intelligent service of the local volunteer chorus, many of whom have come long distances to re hearse and all of whom have made more or less sacrifices to take part. . . . The stormy nights, the zero weather, and arduous study, is forgotten in the happy results achieved, and the feeling of exultation quickly gives place to that gratitude to God for the pleasure and privilege of participation." MANIFOLD are the uses of the public library. Mr. Roden may point with pride to the size and variety of his collections; but to many persons the sooty building on Michigan Ave nue is far more than a storehouse of wisdom. If you pass the Randolph Street door before nine o'clock in the morning you see numbers of men, tattered and torn or all forlorn, stand ing on the steps or lounging against the Doric columns. On a morning that is cold or stormy, the number is larger and the men more tattered, torn and forlorn. When the doors are opened at nine o'clock these men enter and take refuge from the weather, from the traffic, from reality, or only from ennui, in the pages of newspapers, magazines and heavy volumes on sub jects ranging from accounting to zool ogy. All day long a steady trickle of men and an occasional woman come to con the home town paper; and in the hottest and coldest weather there is s. r. o. in the reference and civics rooms. A few years ago users of the women's reading room on the fourth floor became accustomed to seeing there a little old lady who was perpetually clipping and pasting newspapers. She found the long tables very useful. 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And the biographer of Edwin Balmer made New York sound like quite a distance. It is nothing, however, as compared with the commuting radius that has been chosen by Chicago poets and novel ists. Which radius terminates for Ernest Heming way, G 1 e n w a y Wescott, Archi bald MacLeish, Samuel Putnam, Ellen du Pois Tay lor, Mark Turby- fill, and the rest of them, in Paris. This particular fortnight, however, it is the reader and not the author who does the commuting to Paris. Is com pelled in fact to commute if he is the sort of reader who makes it a point to read what everybody else is reading. Which is of course merely a poetical way of calling attention to the fact that both "Catherine-Paris," the Liter ary Guild choice for the month, and "The Closed Garden," of which the first printing is announced as 90,000 copies, are translations from the French. Both books have been Paris suc cesses of the twelve-month, "Catherine- Paris" in point of sales, "The Closed Garden" with the critics — Andre Maurois among them. TO Princess Martha Bibesco, au' thor of "Catherine-Paris," Paris is demonstrably the center of the uni verse as bounded by St. Petersburg on the north and Rome on the south, — America being mentioned only as a place for catching wild animals. For Paris the Parisian gasps like a fish out of water, if so be he is delayed some where else as late as November. For Paris the non-Parisian pants. It was the longing for Paris on the part of the Prussians that started the war. If only, thinks Catherine, they had been con tent to enter it one at a time! Wher- ever Catherine visited, and her visits were to the courts of Europe, she cre ated a little flutter, all because she had "come from Paris." Nay more, though the most perfect thing was to have a house as she had on the He de Paris with its prow to the Seine, the Prin cess her grandmother, could happily forego all her Balkan prerogatives for no more than a bourgeois flat. It is Paris so regarded that gives "Catherine - Paris" beautiful unity as a work of litera- ture. But there are two things be sides that keep you r e a d i n g — Catherine herself, and Catherine as a member of the royal aristocracy of Europe. Such things are told as were never told before outside the dullest memoirs. BEFORE discussing a book by Julian Green it is always neces sary to discuss Julian Green himself. To tell how he was born in Paris of American parents, how he came back to America for two years of his educa tion, how he writes, in French, novels that the French critics say are English in construction, and then leaves them for someone else to translate. "The Closed Garden," like "Avarice House," is the story of uncongenial persons shut up in a narrow intimacy that permits their psychologies to in- teract in terms almost as isolated as those of a chemical experiment. In "Avarice House" the scene was Vir' ginia. In "The Closed Garden" the scene is a French provincial town. Shut up with her aged father and her consumptive elder sister, Adrienne at eighteen is so terribly bored that even to take up a yellow-back novel only bores her still more. The thought of two or three hundred pages to be got through. The era of proposals, even the era of visits is over for her, all the eligible young men in town hav ing come and been laughed at and gone. In the fertile soil of her ennui a daydream takes root. She is in love with a middle-aged doctor to whom she has never spoken, whom she has seen but once. The novelist watches TUECI4ICAG0AN 25 this daydream putting forth branches, sees them lopped off by the father and sister, and then the obstinate new shoots springing, shoots of crime and madness. Paragraph Pastime The Rise of the House of Rothschild, by Count Egon Caesar Corti. Translated from the German by Brian and Beatrix Lunn. (Cosmopolitan Book Corpora tion.) Sixty years of European history — 1770 to 1830 — retold in terms of money and with Frankfort-am-Main as center of operations. Strange Interlude, by Eugene O'Neill. (Boni and Liveright.) While New York knocks off work at five to see the first act, and continues through the eve ning, after an hour's intermission to eat dinner and change its clothes, Chicago has been making of "Strange Interlude" a non-fiction best seller, and wondering if, after all, it was missing much. Monsieur Croche, by Claude Debussy. (Viking Press.) Claude Debussy has been dead ten years, and although America has done its share of playing him and disapproving of him, it con tinues to know almost nothing about him as a person. This little collection of essays gives slight, intriguing glimpses of him as critic and as Parisian. Armed with Madness, by Mary Butts. (A. tf C. Boni.) By the author of "Ashes of Rings," this novel will appeal to lovers of recondite emotional situa tions and of the bizarre in fiction. Its characters are neurotic, sophisticated, post-war people who might be quite mad if it were not that they were too intelligent. Anatole France Abroad, by his secre tary, Jean Jacques Brousson. Translated by John Pollock. With preface by Ern est Boyd. (McBride.) Owing to the fact that there were ladies on the boat it takes Anatole France a full half of the book to get to Buenos Aires. Which raises the point whether ocean travel should be co-educational. And when he gets there — well, there are still more ladies. 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The World's Largest Indoor Golf Course "Three Clay Tennis Courts — Swimming — Ample Parking Facilities Adjoining" ALLERTON HOUSE WEEKLY RATES PER PERSON Single ¦ ¦ $12.00 — $20.00 Double . . $8.00 — $15.00 Transient - $2.50 — $3.50 Descriptive Leaflet on Request CHICAGO CLEVELAND NEW YORK The- CI4ICACOENNE What You Wear Where You Go By ARCYE WILL I DISCOVERED some stunning cigarette holders during the week and had every intention of telling you of them, but, crossing Michigan Blvd., the other day, I noticed an elevator operator in a resplendent uniform and his cigarette in one of my discoveries. Ill keep my secret. Did you know that different cigarettes are kept moist by various ingredients, but one of the most generally used agents is honey? Tons of it are so consumed. As it isn't con sidered fattening even in our diet we need not be alarmed, suppose I. Noth' ing but Luckys for me. During these first warm days it's almost more than I can do to keep my mind from wandering all over the place. Feeling that way, I went looking for some luggage, to be all set for the first week-end bid that comes along. Mandels have a snappy wardrobe hat box made of black patent leather with a broad stripe of red leather. The top of the box has a rod with hangers for about four dresses, and in the bottom a compartment for shoes, beside room for hat and undies. This is fairly expensive but I think well worth it, when you con- sider the convenience of carrying everything in one bag instead of two or three. They also have some very good looking sets for a longer trip, of suede calf in soft blue and gray, the set consisting of a hat box, suit case and small so- termed over night bag. This last, dur ing the summer months at least, is quite as useful for day sorties to foreign golf clubs and beaches as for the time for which it was named. PEACOCKS, at State and Adams, has a cheaper wardrobe hat box than the one before mentioned, being made of suede-like leather with tan, leather bound edges. Great if you don't expect it to be serving your heirs. Me, if I once indulge I have to treasure things for ever, so I wasn't thrilled. At Seidler, Room 303, 6 N. Michi gan Ave., I found a perfect dress to wear when making the first appearance during this — to come soon I hope — week-end. Of tan crepe Renee with a striped scarf in red tones making the skirt. The front has inverted box pleats sewed down to the hip and is free from there, giving the effect of a coat dress. Looking to the left you will see a flowered chiffon, Drecoll model, with black lace yoke and scalloped hem. The chiffon has a black background with dull blue flowers and a touch of rose and the belt and ties on the wrist are of double black chiffon. At the left side of the waist in front is a triangular cascade that is very graceful. The lining is of flesh satin. You'll like this I'm sure. They have many others too, a blue crepe with fagotted cuffs and a collar and little pleated frills on a belt that ties in the back, bustle fashion, that is quite trick. AT Stevens, I had a long » chat with the sales woman about the latest wrinkle and the way to re move it. There is an im ported cream for just that. It is put up in a long tube, called wrinkle cream, and if it's as efficacious as the de mand would indicate Chi cago wrinkle mortality is increasing de lightfully. And list' to this — a box containing a cake of blue powder and a small pencil like stick for applying. This is used by our Parisian sisters to outline their veins to attain that delicate, frail look. Use it that way if you will but I think it's great to be used for eye shadow. Next I was introduced to the Indian eye brightener. From the name one might imagine beads or moonshine were being hinted at but no, this Indian eye brightener is a black powder that you TWE CHICAGOAN 17 mix in a little dish that comes with the set and then drop in the eye with a dropper. The idea being that when you blink your eyes it oozes out effec tively all over the lashes and lids and makes you look nothing if not hotsy totsy. A flame lip stick, so called but actu ally pale orange in color, surprisingly conforms to the coloring of either blond or brunette when applied. Then of course, there are the Del-Mar per fumes, a specialty of the house. There are nine different numbers, for all kinds of people, at all times, so if you aren't correct it isn't their fault. In passing the flower counter, hap pened to see an adorable little bunch of silk primroses, with an organdy back ground. Perfect to wear with a chif fon dress. Also a sprig of lily of the valley made of pearls — very dainty — and some cork, parchment and oil cloth bunches to wear on heavier material. Wonder what on earth they will make them out of next if this craze for doo dads continues? ELIZABETH EICHORN, 72 Madi son Street, is showing a Gossard corselette made of flesh satin with an ecru lace top. Fine for warm weather. The new Tea Room on the twenty- second floor of the Medical and Den tal Arts Bldg., on the southeast corner of Wabash and Lake, has occasioned my steady patronage the whole of the past week. So very comfortable, a peach of a view, awfully nice people and of course most important, grand glorious food. Especially creamed mushroom soup. Club-like atmosphere, and I understand it actually is, though transient guests are welcome. At the Lace Shop on Davis Street, Evanston, they have some adorable handkerchiefs. Of finest white linen with dainty petit-point corners. The petit-point in soft pastel shades and many different designs worked right on the linen which is quite unique, not applied in squares as it has been used so long on bags, pillows, etc. They are far more attractive and serviceable than the general run of flimsy doo-dabs (no pun intended) I see everywhere. * Japan, until America opened that country, had nothing that could be called a civiliza tion. Every Japanese knows that. — Edito rial in The Chicago Evening American. Odd; we'd always heard they were a wonderful little people. Ant/one who can drive a car can drive a Chris-Craft Few if any announcements have created greater interest than that concerning the opening of our new Chris'Craft sales and service establishment. Countless people, many of whom never gave a thought to the relaxation and enjoyment made possible by Chris' Craft ownership, have become ardent boating enthusiasts. And small wonder, indeed, when one stops to think what a Chris-Craft really means — luxurious water transportation and healthful sport for every member of the family. May we give you a Chris-Craft ride? You will be placed under no obligation. Simply call Franklin 3102 and tell us you are interested. ELEVEN MODELS— $2235 TO $9750 30 to 4? Miles an Hour CHRIS SMITHS SONS BOAT CO 29 E. Wacker Drive Pure Oil Bldg. Telephone Franklin 3102 ^i/rVfVr^rVrV X V,V,V^VW'{, CUSTOM! SHIRTS Made to measure in our own shops. Better in every respect, but priced little more than ready-mades. $8 and more. W Itfiriu W 0 328 South Michigan Blvd. near Van Bnrcn St. North Section Wrigley Bldg. Camping Time Have you chosen the camp for your daughter? Frontenac — a small limited camp for girls — in the Thousand Is' lands. A summer of pleasure and health building: water sports, horseback, tennis, trips among the Islands, no mosquitoes, modern sanitation. Catalog Claire L. Loofbourrow 508 N. Oak Park Ave. 'Phone Euclid 2639 28 TI4E CHICAGOAN Ann Guehring, world renowned perma nent waving artist, has been recognized exclusively in Chicago by the Society for the Advancement of Hair and Beauty Science in furthering their national movement to help women get better permanent waves! Inquiries to the Society have been re ferred to Ann Guehring, as she uses the method of permanent waving and hair testing approved by their Scientific Board Guehring Studios The Temple of Youth 1400 Lake Shore Drive Phone: Whitehall 4180 444 BELMONT AVE* 100% COOPERATIVE Just Around the Corner from Everything You Wish In the heart of an exclusive section, removed from noise and crowds* yet with the Park, Lake and transportation quickly available, these beau- '" tif ul apartments, consisting of six rooms, three baths, en closed sleeping porch and breakfast room, offer a most desirable home. You certainly should inspect them now. Your own terms at reasonable prices OMAN & LILIENTHAL Managers Tribune Tower Superior 2372 High-Class Saddle Horses and Hunters For Sale Have at this time more than 100 high-grade saddle horses and hunters nearly all of which are finished and ready for immediate use. Lot in' eludes both three and five gaited Im' ported and American Bred Hunters. HAVE TWENTY-FIVE HUNT ERS, NEARLY ALL OF WHICH HAVE BEEN HUNTED EITHER IN EUROPE OR IN THIS COUN TRY THIS SEASON. All horses guaranteed to be just as represented or transportation paid both ways and money cheerfully re funded. References: The Stock Yards Rational Ban\, Chicago, Illinois, The Union Stoc\ Yards & Transit Co., Chicago, Illinois, and to many satisfied customers. HARRY McNAIR Union Stock Yards Chicago, Illinois JOURNALI/TIC JOURNEY/* Aurora on the Nose By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN A MAGNA VOX announcer in the grandstand and before the mutuel windows is flat, strident, mechanical. It lists horses and odds in a dead elec tric voice. And the crowd that has packed specials out of the Union Station to the Aurora track is a city crowd, brisk, loud, cocksure and ill* mannered — harassed by bellowing newsboys and pretentious touts. Yet horse racing on this blue spring day remains a leisurely, rural exercise. The prairie wind which irons every banner on the stands flat against a mild sky smells of brown earth and new grass. In the paddock the afternoon sunlight is still and hot. Handlers are dusty, slow-moving men in country clothes and with country accents. One discovers with some surprise that the southern drawl is unmistakably bucolic. Even the jockeys, tinseled and garish as so many street fakir's toys, are grin ning farm boys on a somewhat serious lark. The horses jiggle to post. They move half way around the track, a many-legged and bright-colored ser pent. The reptile becomes an unsteady cavalry squadron. A white band flips in the air. The cavalry line lurches into a charge. They're off! THE stands scramble atop their benches. Far to the left the squad ron has become a line again, with straining puppet horses and riders strung out behind a brown mare. A challenger moves up. Holds his place for an instant and falls away into the pack. The horses are the size of dogs now as they round the distant turn. Another challenger swings out with the turn and gallops neck and neck. But the mare holds the rail and edges along, each bound a rapid jerk. The jerks flow into smooth, fast motion. The horses grow in size with the mass bob bing fore and aft while jockeys flog into the stretch. Another rider moves up. And falters. The mare's jockey beats in synchronized time with each drive of his mount's legs. The field lengthens out. One black clings hard to her flanks in a last desperate drive but he cannot pass. It's over. The TME CHICAGOAN 29 mare wins by half a length. Very suddenly the roar of the stands dies down. A little hand clapping as the victor is unsaddled. The marker for the next race is set ahead. Mutuel odds are posted out in the oval. As an anti-climax the electric voice announces the winner and the order of finishing. The crowd edges down to the betting windows and stops for hot dogs and expensive soda pop. Again the sun is hot and rural. Little eddies of dust swirl across the empty track. Such is a horse race. THE stands are homelike in Aurora Race patrons greet each other heartily. Two tiers down a mother admonishes her boy children to be quiet, and especially to be courteous to the strange little boy left by another mother while the two women are off to bet. The brothers eye this stranger askance. They are not courteous. A blonde lady arrives and makes friends with the three youngsters. A look at the blonde lady and one is forced to anticipate maternal disapproval. But the boys like the nice woman. One confides that his mama is down at the mutuels. The blonde lady takes a seat next to this observer. She is very friendly. Very informal. Another race is called. Conquistador is one of the horses. A fractious, rearing, mettlesome beast. Refuses to breast the tape. Curvets, and snorts and prances. The blonde, who has bet a blue ticket on Hot Time's nose, announces that she is afraid of that Conquistador. This comes as a surprise. From her profile one would guess the lady capable of fearing noth ing less formidable than brontosaurus. [They're off! Orestes II, a rank out sider, comes home with 22 to 1 on his straining nostrils.] The blonde calls Hot Time a bad name. It becomes this observer's conviction that a nag called Seventeen Sixty is a cockroach, a beetle, a June bug. And in the same mood he sets down that a quadruped named Laetare, number four in the fifth race, is a milkman's steed, not a race horse. Having made this discovery, a solemn looking fellow stops us on our way to the mutuel window. "Doctor," he begins, "have you looked 'em over in this next race?" 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A wonderful animal, per haps, in a six day bike race. There is a second answer. It is "No!1' It is the best retort possible. OUT against the rail the negro devotee blossoms in a sheen of gold teeth. White bettors are reserved and a bit uneasy. Not so the dusky brother. He is gay, expansive, con fident. If he backs a horse it is an open boast. And if his steed loses, why then he has no word of reproach for the jockey. His a mild pity for the losing pair. He sorrowfully mentions the amount of his loss. And bets as confidently in the next race. Coming back on the dusty, dirty train, the negro alone is cheerful — win or lose, he has been to the races. Win or lose, he has enjoyed himself hugely. His laugh is the one cheerful note on the ride in. The ex-slave seems tempera mentally best suited to the sport of kings. Down under the stand at the far end is the ladies parlor, a roped off space of rugs and wicker furniture. There are special mutuel windows for women, too. An added touch. Every Friday is ladies day at the gambling park. One wonders what effect the feminine pres ence will ultimately work in race track manners and deportment. A smiling philosopher may point with pride to the prise-fight where manners have been a trifle improved by polite com pany. Or — if the pointer is a long- face variety of philosopher — he may cite the night club, that is, the saloon, where manners have not been im proved. The seventh race is well over. An animal named Clique, though encour aged by this writer, is discovered to hang several lengths behind the lead ing horses. Several ticker-tape lengths. ON the train, the daily press is vociferously sold. Jaunty touts who were secretive on their way out are now loud in their own praises. All of them, it appears, picked winners. Race fans go back to their endless study TWtCWICAGOAN of performances in The Racing Form. Dolorous beggars who importuned these same fans along the walk to the park are discovered riding back cheer' fully enough. The prairie is brown and rolling, green with a surf of new trees. A cigarette which somehow tastes thin and watery in the open air regains its accustomed savor. One's city face burns red as after a day in the country. An old man falters up and down the aisle selling cough drops. A shabby old fellow with whipped blue eyes and the beard and slouch hat of Walt Whitman. His ballyhoo is startling: "Are you all well, Gentlemen?" he begins, "Are you all well?,, The reply suggests itself. As well, thank you, as can be ex' pected. The Cinema [continued from page 21] remarkably interesting Movietone News is to be seen and heard first in town. Other pictures variable. Quiet crowd. Orpheum — 110 S. State: A long, narrow, steep enclosure facing pictures that talk, dance, sing — sometimes dis appear altogether — and occasionally en tertain. Somewhat of an adventure. Casual crowd. Playhouse — 410 S. Michigan: A delightfully inspired management car' ries on in a smartly conceived attempt to do something informal and charm ing with pictures that seldom, alas, warrant the effort. A remarkably pleasant place, for all that. Superb crowd. Footnote: It is not at all likely that anyone finding use of this Guide un satisfactory with respect to entertain' ment sustained in a single week or fortnight will receive his money back upon application at the box office of any listed cinema. A/r. Lon Chaney THE common custom of referring to motion picture actors and ac' tresses as Doug Fairbanks, Bebe Daniels, Charlie Chaplin — as if they might be race horses, trained seals or baseball players — jars a bit when applied to the star of "Tell It to the Marines,1' "The Big City" and a dozen lesser triumphs of actor over plot. The star of "Laugh, Clown, Laugh" is not the hero of the joke about the spider — he is no one Low, all-expense inclusive tours. 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The booklet "Europe by Motor" will tell you all about it. FRANCO-BELGIQUE TOURS CO., INC. "Europe by Motor" American Personnel 333 Michigan Ave., Chicago, 111. TMECUICAGOAN 31 Rest and Read with a trade Mark Trie Personal Reading lamp The answer to the night reader's prayer. Clips on book cover. Lights both pages perfectly. Pages turn freely. Weighs 3 oz. Costs $3.00. Complete with standard Bulb, 8 ft. cord and plug. Various finishes. On Sale in Chicago at: Brentano's Chas. A. Stevens & Bros. Kroch's Bookstore Marshall Field & Co. MELODELITB CORPORATION 132 Nassau St. New York •fteALDffy^ X0tfX> COOPERATIVE i 507 ALDINE AVE. NEAR SHERIDAN ROAD Just Twelve Minutes from your office — This Charming Home The Aldine is ideally located. Quite removed from all the unpleasantness of traffic con gestion and crowds, yet but twelve minutes by motor from the loop — of course you'll find these five and six room apart ments possess every desirable feature — and more — Plan to inspect them now. The Aldine is a 100% Co-op erative. Your own terms at reasonable prices. OMAN 8c LILIENTHAL Managers Tribune Tower Superior 2372 less than Mr. Lon Chaney. ""Laugh, Clown, Laugh" is, of course, "Laugh, Clown, Laugh." With a Barrymore as the clown it might be as good as it is with Mr. Chaney, pro viding the Barrymore were in the mood on the day of the shooting. With a lesser player it would be just another telling. With Mr. Chaney it is a tremendously interesting, human, pos' sible — even probable — ¦ story. The time-sense that has been credited to Chaplin is a dull, apathetic apprehen sion compared to Mr. Chaney 's. The spacing of incident, the calculation of gesture, the facial inflection — these are the tools of the master mime. Employ ing them with such ease as has never been manifest in his expert manipula tion of a wooden leg, a glass eye or an unjointed vertebra Mr. Lon Chaney plays a clown playing the clown as none has done before him. See this picture. Hail Mars WAR rages again in "The Legion of the Condemned," and peace ful citizens foregathered in the Mc Vickers theatre tingle to their toes as Gary Cooper sweeps a hail of lead back and again across a Hun transport train crawling snailwise trenchward be neath his roaring monoplane. Tears mark the execution of a boyish flyer by a German firing squad. Shouts greet the blasting of a hundred Hun infantrymen by reprisal planes. The picture ends before — and without — the Armistice. Peaceful Chicagoans leave the theatre pleased, satisfied. They have seen a good picture, hon' estly made, honestly received. The body of men named by the title are flyers who wish to die, rather men who wish to die and so are flyers. There is a quick little tragedy back of each man, making the principal drama a tremendous thing. A page from 1917, without the frayed edges and faded ink these pages habitually dis play in the motion picture, "The Legion of the Condemned" is no less interesting and perhaps — memory be ing what it is — a little more so. Vote of Thanks A VOTE of thanks is tendered the William Fox Corporation for not specifying Chicago as the scene de' picted in "Dressed to Kill." This is uncommon decency on the part of Hoi' 4th Annual WOMAN'S WORLD'S FAIR May 19-26 (Except Sunday) 300 Colorful Exhib its of Woman's Work and Progress — Spe cial Features Daily — Conferences on Sub jects of Vital Impor tance to Women — Continuous Program 12 NOON-10:30 P. M. COLISEUM Admission — 50c; Children 25c Mississauga Lodge Limited In the heart of the beautiful On tario Lakes Region — C a nada' s Scenic Province M ISSISSAUGA Lodge faces Mis sissauga Lake, one of the chain of blue wa ter lakes in the Ka- wartha district — lakes abounding i n small mouth bass and trout. Accommodations are afforded in either the main lodge or bunga lows, the latter com prising three bed rooms, living room and spacious veranda. Both the lodge and bunga lows enjoy southern exposure. Space of necessity is limited. Write for further particulars to Mississauga Lodge Limited Sept. 15 to June 15 Executive Offices 15 Wellington St., E. Toronto, Canada June 15 to Sept. 15 HalU Bridge P. O. Ontario Canada 32 TWE CHICAGOAN MODERN ACTIVE FOLK enjoying life to the utmost should drink Mountain Valley Water the finest mineral water on earth unexcelled as a table water, it has for more than seventy years been recommended by leading physicians as an aid in the treatment of many disorders. This famous water from Hot Springs (Ark.) is available in hotels, clubs, crack trains and will be delivered upon your order to your home or office. Inquire Today. Mountain Valley Water Co. 739 W. Jackson Blvd. Monroe 5460 North Shore Branch, Evanston Ph. Creenleaf 4777 The Kennels of Hadisway Wire Haired FOX TERRIERS Puppies by the International Champion Barrington Bridegroom Price $75 and up Mr. and Mrs. OLIN P. KIRKPATRICK South County Line Road, Hinsdale, 111. Phone: Hinsdale 814 Goal! . . . The new outdoor polo sea son brings the added zest of a visit to America by a team of Argen tines. An authoritative and inter esting discussion of prospects is found in the current issue of POLO "The Magazine of the Game" One year $5.00 Two years 8.00 Three years 10.00 Quigley Publishing Co. 407 S. Dearborn St. Chicago On Sale at Brentano's lywood. Also, this is the first picture to come from Hollywood that looks as if it might be based upon Chicago incidents. "Dressed to Kill" is, first and al ways, a crime story. It is a good one, well told. The crime in it is of a type more familiar to readers of our local dailies than the crime in any of the pictures that have been named for us. Maybe that is why it seems to be the best crime picture of the year. /<"""T~ Enough HE COHENS AND KELLYS IN PARIS" is not so good as "The Cohens and Kellys," which wasn't so good as it might have been had it been "Abie's Irish Rose," and it is quite enough of the Cohens and Kellys in Paris or any other place on this not-quite-that-stupid planet. SEVERAL Italian performers per form "Sealed Lips" against ex tremely attractive Italian backgrounds. The Playhouse management, always alert, supplied the picture with an in troductory caption subtly directing at tention to the backgrounds and away from the acting. Unfortunately, there is no restraining the Latin when someone shouts "Camera." IRENE RICH, Andre Beranger and Anders Randolf contrive unusually pleasant farce in a quite modern ver sion of an old familiar yarn called, "Powder My Back." It's the one about the notorious actress who turns out to be quite nice and marries the million aire. Mr. Beranger does not over act this time. DOROTHY MACKAILL enter tains — at last — in "Lady Be Good." The story niakes her a small time vaudeville actress in love with Jack Mulhall and the caption writer makes her a brilliant conversationalist. She dances, as of course she should, quite well. The picture is funny. RICHARD BARTHELMESS re turns to the hills of "Tol'able David" — or to hills precisely like them — and to the select circle of entertain ing performers, in "The Little Shep herd of Kingdom Gome." The current one is the best of the story's many pic- turizations. good old elizct Night after night, she has a har rowing time of it. Uncertainties, delays, and like as not an icy recep tion before she gets across. That's her job. Not so the alert theatre goer: i.e., the man who stops at a Couthoui, Inc.* stand for tickets. No uncer tainties, no delays, no icy reception at the box office for him. He is assured of excellent seats for reason ably priced tickets in ample time His theatre parties always go across. No job at all. 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