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Liberal allowance for your present piano in part payment. STEGER & SONS Piano Manufacturing Co* Exclusive Representative of HARDMAN, PECK 8C CO. STEGER Building, Northwest Corner Wabash and Jackson The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; published fortnightly by The Chicagoan Publishing Co., 407 South Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. New York Office: 565 Fifth Ave. Los Angeles Office: 5617 Hollywood Blvd. Subscription $3.00 annually, single copies 15c. Vol. V, No. 10— For the Fortnight ending August 11. (On sale July 28.) Entered as second class matter at the Post-Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1879. TUECI4ICAGQAN i V All On An August morning! lin route to I ield s — at a brisk pace — in order to be among trie first to purchase smart shoes at the huge August Oale where every pair ol shoes lor men, women ano chil- dren — including the most lashionable in the ohoe oalon — has been reduced, and where style is assured at a discount! MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY 2 TI4E CHICAGOAN OCCASIONS SOCIAL — Sailormen whose names are head' lines point prows toward Mackinac. (See Sports.) ATHLETIC — Lithe ladies and gentlemen of here, there and everywhere match wit and brawn in Olympic Games at Amster- dam. The decision, August 11. FRATERNAL — All sorts of people fra ternize, temporarily, aboard the gay Berengaria, New York to Southampton, August 8. MENTAL — Another Chicagoan swings into position on the better reading tables and newsstands, August 11. STAGE Musical Comedy GOOD NEWS— Selwyn, 180 North Dear- born. Central 3404. A very brisk, tunc ful and merry summer show in these days when theatre pieces fade as quickly as an ice cream cone in a public park. The best thing in town. Abe Lyman's orchestra. Sightly girls. And a near col' legiate atmosphere that has so far out' lasted the weather. See it. Curtain 8:20. Sat. and Wed. 2:20. GREEHWICH VILLAGE FOLLIES— Four Cohans, 119 North Clark. Central 8240. A hardy summer blossom to open rau' cuously July 29. Forecast with Evelyn Long, Doctor Rockwell, Benny Fields, La Seely, Chester Hale girls and others. Forecast, too, in the refined Shubert tra' dition. To be reviewed by Charles Col' lins in an early issue. Curtain, probably, 8:15 and Matinee 2:15, Saturday only. Speaking Parts ELMER THE GREAT— Blackstone, 60 East Seventh. "You Know Me, Al" done for the stage by Cohan and Lardner pro' vides Walter Huston with a splendid vc hide for the Huston talent. The best speaking play in town. Curtain 8:30. Saturday 2:30. No Wednesday matinee. Closing August 26. EXCESS BAGGAGE— Garrick, 64 West Randolph. Central 8240. A very dra' matic drama of vaudeville life and love which lasts on into the dog days and may even see the first frost. A COMPANIONATE MARRIAGE — Cort, 132 North Dearborn. Central 0019. A well acted play, a tawdry sub' ject, a questionable development of logic against Judge Ben Lindsey, and fairly popular thing with local citizens. Cur tain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. Variety PALACE — Randolph at La. Salle, State 6977'8'9. Summer doldrums, deadly to theatre pieces, refresh the Palace with a collection of stars "at liberty." Call the box office for program information. This theatre is always cool. THE CHICAGOAN PRESENTS Beached, by A. Raymond Katz Cover Current Entertainment for the Fort night Ending August 11 Page 2 Bid and Bought: A Play, by Simon L. Rameynn 5 Chicago Commissariat 6 Notes and Comment, by Martin J. Quigley 7 Travelogue, by Peter Koch 8 The Original Gold Coast, by Arthur Bissell 9 Moment Feminine, by Hermina A. Selz 10 It Is Fiesta, by Francis C. Coughlin 11 Barber Shop Accord, by Walter Hamilton Schmidt 12 A Chicagoan in Monte Carlo, by Samuel Putnam 13 Hobohemia 14 The Great Home Movie Movement, by Gene Markey 15 "The Chicagoan" Supplies the Much'Sought World Fair Poster.. 16 The Strenuous Art of Repartee, a Journalistic Journey 18 "Sport" Hermann — Chicagoan, by Helen Lobdell 19 Animal Study — First Hand 20 The Stage, by Charles Collins 21 Ring Lardner's Boy, Elmer, by Nat Karson 22 The Summer Cinema 23 The Chicagoenne, by Arcye Will 24 Musical Notes, by Robert Pollak 26 Newsprint, by Ezra 28 Summer Travel Note 30 London, England, by E. S. Kennedy.... 31 SPORTS BASEBALL — Cubs: Boston at Boston, July 27; New York at New York, July 28, 29, 30, 31; Brooklyn at Brooklyn, August 2, 3, 4, 5; Philadelphia at Phil adelphia, August 6, 6, 7, 8; St. Louis at St. Louis, August 11, 12. White Sox: Washington at Chicago, July 28, 29, 30, 31; Boston at Chicago, August 1, 2, 3,; New York at Chicago, August 4, 5, 6, 7; St. Louis at Chicago, August 10, 11, 12. Note: Mr. Babe Ruth makes his last bow to a Chicago audience for 1928 on September 20, 21, 22. BOATING— The Mackinac Race— July 28. 4 p. m. Followed by an open regatta at Sturgeon Bay, August 4. August 14, Union Cup Trials. (Open.) August 11, Naval Day Race, L. M. Y. A. (Open.) POLO— Tin Can Polo Cup at Oak Brook. August 1'5, Twin City Polo Matches at Lake Forest. August 14' 18, Kansas City Polo Cup at Lake Forest. August 12, Seven Eleven Handicaps at Oak Brook. TENNIS — Meeker Trophy doubles (closed), Armour Tennis Club, August 4. West' em Boys and Junior Championships, Hyde Park Tennis Club, August 6. Bev' erly Hills Men's Open, B. H. T. C. August 11-18. GOLF — Chicago District Open, Idlewild Golf Club, July 30, 31. HORSE RACING— The blooded nags at Lincoln Fields, Crete, Illinois. ART ART INSTITUTE— Seven one man shows, The First Annual Exhibition of the As sociated Amateur Arts Clubs, and the Worcester, Epstein, Harding loan exhib its. ACKERMANN'S— Original etchings by Levon West. Early American and Eng lish prints always worth seeing. FIELD MUSEUM— The art and artifax of varied civilizations. Six new galleries for the first time open to the public. KELLY INTERIOR CRAFTS— Antique reproductions expertly done in old woods. A remarkably interesting exhibit for the decorator. M. O'BRIEN AND SONS GALLERIES— Paintings and drawings by American art ists. ALBERT ROULLIER GALLERIES— The excellent Roullier collection of prints al ways worth inspection. SWEDISH ARTS AND CRAFTS— Glass, silverware, China and pewter in the mod ern trend. SECESSIOH, LTD.— Modern decorative arts splendidly done, a significant show ing. [Continued on Page 6] THE G4ICAG0AN 3 NOT A MODERN MIRAGE! When you behold the wonderful savings that are now available during Revell's Removal Sale . . . You'll liken them to storied mirages that appear on the deserts. But these savings are real . . . they're bona fide . . . and one has but to visit Revell's in order to appreciate their importance in furnishing or refurnishing a single room or a complete home. There's no time like the present. REVELL'S at WABASH and ADAMS 4 TUECI4ICAG0AN your fur coat let us suggest the fur 0 0 0 000 A * * * mink* the line > > slender and slightly tapered, \ the designer > parisian, ou: course. the priee especially lq>w prices prevail for tlae month of august, saks- fifth avenue custom furs - * - new yorh from time to time we make announcements of special importance, should you be interested, we will be pleased to add your name to our lifsts. E CHICAGOAN Bid and Bought— A Play W herein Manila Discovers a Double in Hearts The rising curtain discovers John, Elizabeth, Deveraux and Marilla at the card table. John sets down his glass and begins to deal. He is morose. Devereaux (To Elizabeth): We were speaking of marriage. Elizabeth : You were speaking of marriage, Devereaux. Marilla : What restraint. Why he was proposing! John (Counting cards to each): Four. Four. Four. Four. Ma nila, for Heaverfs sake, let him speak. Never interfere with a man speaking of marriage. It dis turbs him. Frequently it brings him back to reality. Even to bridge. It's nd>t fair to your sex. And besides vfe're deep down in this game, which is at one cent a point. We bit 750 points on the first rubber. jjLet him orate. Elizabeth (Genuinely impressed) : Isn't this extremely public? Devereaux: I [know. But in this age, my deaik a man will say things to a w^man in public he By SIMON L. rameynn would never dream of saying in private. Marry me. Marilla: His intentions are most obvious. John: Nine. Nine. Nine. Nine. Obvious, and refreshingly honor able, too. You must concede that, Marilla. Very honorable. Ex traordinarily so. Dev would de light an old-style father of any daughter. Marilla : There you have the mas culine viewpoint. The man first. Then her father. Honorable in tentions. Never a word about her preference. Never a word about her intentions. Not even an ink ling that a girl may have a mind of her own. Devereaux: Marry me. (A thought stri\es him.) You see, I appeal to your mind. I am really a very suitable fellow — an excep tional fellow. Just as you are an exceptional girl, so I am an ex ceptional fellow. Very logical. Elizabeth: Kion Sequitur. But I can forgive a sophistry. Marilla: Glorious. She forgives him. Now quickly, Dev. Ask her again. John: Twelve. Twelve. Twelve. Twelve. Woman be quiet. They are managing a love affair. We are losing a bridge game. Devereaux: Marry me. Elizabeth (Whispers) : Yes. Marilla: Oh, splendid. My dear. Bravo, etc., etc. (Kisses her.) John: Thirteen. Thirteen. Thir teen. Thirteen. Devereaux: I didn't hear. How ever, I think I may assume I am accepted. I am very thankful. I — (Kisses her.) John: ONE SPADE! Elizabeth : Double your old spade. Marilla: Three spades. Devereaux (Forced but unwilling to offend his now fiancee): Four clubs. John (In ilhconcealed triumph): Double four clubs. Elizabeth (Angry at John and loyal to Dev): Redouble. John (In a stage whisper) : We've got the man and wife, Marilla. I have ace, king, and queen of clubs in my hand. But let us revive them at the ice box. The five dollars we owe them will just fur nish a two-year subscription to The Chicagoan. 6 TI4ECI4ICAGOAN TABLES BLACKSTOHE HOTEL — 656 South Michigan. Harrison 4300. The suavities of a whole civilisation are here dispensed to MargrafTs stringed music. August Dittrich is headwaiter. STEVEHS HOTEL— 730 South Michigan. Wabash 4400. An incredibly large inn yet carefully suited to the individual guest. Husk O'Hare's dance orchestra in the main dining room from 6:30 until 9:30. A praiseworthy dinner. Stalder is head- waiter. COHGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. The boulevard show spot which boasts Peacock Alley and the Balloon Room. Extremely seduc tive music by Isham Jones. Wise and worldly patrons. Ray Barrec is head' waiter. COLLEGE INN— Hotel Sherman. Frank lin 2100. Griswold's dance orchestra un til 1 a. m. A merry enough place usually but now oppressed by a siege of prickly heat. Brown is headwaiter. ST. HUBERTS OLD ENGLISH GRILL— 316 Federal. Wabash 0770. The stately victuals of old Albion in parade dress. By all means. CAFE LOUISIAHE— 1341 South Michi gan. Michigan 1837. Victory 10533. Creole food in rapturous profusion. Music until 12. The kingly Pompano new fetched from New Orleans is a spe cial dish. Mons. Max is headwaiter. A BIT OF SWEDEN— 1011 North Rush. Abundant Norse delicacies well served in a picturesque tavern. Worth a trip any time. RED STAR INN — 1 528 North Clark. Delaware 3942. German cookery still in certain respects "uber Alles in der Weldt." A quiet, old time, eating place. IRELAND'S OYSTER HOUSE — 632 North Clark. Delaware 4144. A sea [listings begin on page 2] from under a prohibition cloud, this in nocent and delightful night club does much to make life bearable after 10 p. m. Good entertainment. Sauve music by Hoffman. Nice people. Late hours. GRANADA CAFE— 6800 Cottage Grove. Hyde Park 0646. A popular place with young folks old enough to know their produce market — smart, young and lively. Good music. Crowded dancing on week end nights. Billy Leather is headwaiter. LA SALLE ROOF— La Salle Hotel, La Salle and Madison. Franklin 0700. Jack Chapman's band gurgling until 1 a. m. Dining. Circus acts during the evening — unique enough. And mildly collegiate roysterers. KELLTS STABLES— Rush at Austin. Delaware 2141. A most clamorous whoopee cubicle, loud (very), harmless, informal and cheap. A show night club. Johnny Mately is headwaiter. Try it once. LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake- shore Drive. Superior 8500. The heart of the Gold Coast put up at this dignified, exclusive inn must swell to bursting now and then at the rabble in its back yard, Oak Street beach. DRAKE HOTEL— Michigan Avenue at Lakeshore Drive. Superior 2200. Din- ing and dancing in the new Drake Sum mer garden. Mel Snyder's band and a gay, nice crowd. Peter Ferris is head' waiter. HOTEL PEARSON— 190 East Pearson. Superior 8200. Quiet, respectable, com petently victualled the Pearson is a choice for Sunday dinner on the Gold Coast. JULIEN'S— 1009 North Rush. Delaware 4341. The good papa Alex Julien has lately ascended to Heaven, tinged no doubt with the fragrance of his own celestial dishes. His staff carries on in the Julien tradition. Tremendous meals, informally served, from the kitchen wherein mama Julien presides. A show place. Call for reservations. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. A night place which affords the use of a summer garden. Jolly and well conducted. Tylers negro band. Enter- atiners. Nice people. Gene Harris is headwaiter. CLUB AMBASSADEUR— 226 East On tario. Delaware 0930. The Sig. Barone, proprietor of this snug insomnia parlor, has heeded our pleas and Helen, lovely paragon of hostesses, walks again amid the tables. The last stand of the night club ber. Johnny Itta is headwaiter. SPANISH DINING ROOM— St. Clair Hotel. Superior 4660. An adequate place within easy walking distance of the Loop. Try it for a luncheon tour. SALLY'S— 4650 Sheridan Road. A break fast place up to, say 7 a. m. for a motley and interesting night life crowd. Merry. CAPOLA— 5232 Lake Park Avenue. Hyde Park 4646. Dancing to a talking ma chine and eating highly competent Ital ian food. Not much to look at. LAJGLON — 22 East Ontario. Delaware 1909. French cookery, music, private dining rooms if asked for. And the so licitude of Teddy Majerus, host. STRULEVITZ— 1217 S. Sangamon. The amiable Elias, owner, cook and proprietor, demonstrates his art with various kosher calories. MARSELIO'S— 1307 S. Wabash. Hard to find and, unless supplied with trucking facilities, harder to walk away from. Ital ian foods in breach-taking profusion. food institution which explains why men go down to the sea in ships but does not mention why they ever return inland. An after-theatre idea. Open until 4 a. m. MARINE DINING ROOM— Edgewater Beach Hotel. Longbeach 6000. Pleas ant and civilized dancing to the Edge- water Beach Hotel orchestra under the baton of Ted JFiorito. Cool, on the lake, and frequented by nice people. William Nast is headwaiter. VICTOR HOUSE— 9 East Grand Avenue. Delaware 1848. An unpretentious Italian restaurant dispensing excellent food and keeping laudably still about it. Cool. CHEZ PIERRE— Ohio and Fairbanks Court. Superior 1347. But recently out CHICAGOAN IN this advanced day of the bigger and better Circus this notable institution, unfortunately, does not seem to be accomplishing a corresponding increase in the sum of human happiness. However pretentious the modern circus has be come, it still does not oifer compensations for the loss of those incidental features which in another day made circus time a memorable event. When the complexities of traffic came to forbade the street parade a sorrowful eventuality was recorded. As a prelude to the events to take place under the big top the street parade was an anticipatory delight which gilded and glorified all subsequent activities. And, again, even the almost magical resources of the modern circus cannot match that olden stirring moment when the circus de-trained, amid enough confusion and excitement to arouse the surrounding community. I ESTING which way the political wind bloweth by I means of the straw vote has long been a favorite device of editors to gain a coloring of substantiation for conclusions previously arrived at — or devoutly wished for. With respect to the current epidemic of straw voting con tests we shall not suggest that they are doing other than taking public opinion out for a preliminary canter under regulations so scrupulously exact that the fullest approval of the jockey club would be merited; in fact, in one of the conspicuous local contests it appears that the management's favorite has been given a not too good position at the rail. But as the contest comes into the home stretch in the Fall, we are just cynical enough to imagine that, in conformity with the traditions of the straw voting contest, the manage ment's favorite will commence to exhibit great stamina and, finally, an amazing burst of speed. j"~HERE is a calamitous atmosphere among the stop and 1 stagger shops. These institutions, engaged in purvey ing the illicit spirits, bewail an alarming decrease in pat ronage. The proprietors insist that folks are not drinking as they should or, rather, as they shouldn't, but as these proprietors wish they would. It develops that /persons who are willing and able to pay the rather heaW tariff are commencing, surprisingly enough, to exhibit (some little interest in the mortuary as well as the ethyl pjr0perties of the goods dispensed. And with conditions beijig what they are, very little in the way of advanced guarantees can be given. Many persons, it seems, are growing fussy about offering themselves as test ing laboratories in |my glowing spirit of self-sacrifice. Can it be that Prohibition, on top of all of its other difficulties, is now to encountejr something in the way of a Mohandas Gandhi campaign fof passive resistence? These proprietorls also point out that they are in a peculiarly disadvantageous position as to availing them selves of possible means to resuscitate trade. Almost tear fully they tell us that all of the most popular methods of trade development are closed to them because of the un sympathetic attitude of the law. They cannot advertise in the press, and certain complications might come upon them were they even to station barkers at their doors. These are, indeed, sad cases. Perhaps Mr. Gets can be prevailed upon to stage a benefit. A CHICAGO jurist after deliberation on the question of public dancing which had been brought before the bar seems to have reached a conclusion which might be sharply summarized in the words of the one-time popular lyric — "So They Call This Dancing." In the course of a moving judicial lament this jurist points out that the law fails to define what steps and movements are proper and legal. He adds the distressing thought that the statutes, by their silence, approve the sensuous jazz steps in the same degree as the reserved minuet. After having gone thus far in the matter we feel that the jurist has demonstrated a fine self-restraint in refraining from allowing his voice to off -set the silence of the statutes. Tt would be a bit too much, in the midst of the Summer heat and all, to hear a judicial recommendation covering the technic of modern dancing, such a recommendation be ing almost certain to lead to a call for the enforcement of a prohibition against the saxophone. IT seems to us that persons who think that something should be done about these dance marathons are allow ing their sympathy, unreasonably, to run to the partici pants, whereas it is obviously the patrons who stand* in greatest need of both sympathy and, possibly, a visit to the psychopathic hospital. The participants, at least, are seek ing to earn an honest dollar. No such reasonable alibi can be advanced by the patrons. OUR recent sartorial advice to Candidate Hoover has not been in vain. The double-breasted jacket is no longer entirely unbuttoned in his official appearances — but only half-unbuttoned. When it is considered that the cam paign does not officially commence until the pronouncement of the speech of acceptance, it may be concluded, without further research, that Mr. Hoover is admirably sympathetic and responsive to that important segment of the public who are perhaps less out-spoken than the claimants for farm relief but who, still, feel just as keenly about the matter of double-breasted jackets which are permitted to go about unbuttoned. In his recent appearances in Chicago Mr. Hoover indi cated plainly that if this matter is to be an issue of the cam paign he is not going to rest on his security from the brown derby blight and ignore it. — M ARTIN J. QUIGLEY. 8 TI4ECI4ICAGOAN ¦¦¦".$, ;:;;.', m00&*9 lf*Ui«i(i<*^ TA^ Chicagoan s Own Travelogue — No. V Southampton, England TJ-1E CHICAGOAN 9 The Original Gold Coast A Mature Consideration of Old Prairie Avenue Days IN the comfortable 8o's it was a beau tiful street, stately in the shade of elms, banked on either side by spacious homes, and open-handed with the some what forthright hospitality of the dec ade — the center of Chicago's wealth and the citadel of her social aristocracy. Now it is an unkempt and unlovely highway of deserted homes and cheap boarding houses. Prairie Avenue has gone the way of many a fine old boule vard. A few families cling to their homes along the changed thoroughfare. The Marshall Field home is in charge of a caretaker, and for a few weeks every year the present Mrfj. Field returns to renew old associations, to visit old ac quaintances. But the great Pullman house has been razjed. The Allerton homestead has given way to a factory. The famous John M. Clark residence is gone. All these \^ere notable when living on the Gold C>ast was a pioneer ing venture on thej dubious fringe of the. near north side!. As a boy I welli remember rubber neck wagons — the (larger ones drawn by four horses — molving slowly along the fashionable stretcih from 16th street By ARTHUR BISSELL to 22nd. In that informal day is was the delight of myself and my play mates to volunteer as barkers for these conveyances. We called out the Pull man, Field, Allerton and Armour homes. Then each boy, as he passed his own home, shouted the praises of his father; a strictly coveted privilege. My own ballyhoo was: "Here lives George F. Bissell, the well-known in surance man!" A YOUNG barker had many names to call along Prairie avenue. Names to conjure with. Starting from Sixteenth street, I recall the home of John G. Shortall, for a long time presi dent of the Humane Society; a little further along came the home of Jesse Spaulding, former Collector of the Port, a fine example of the gentleman in politics; then in quick succession we reach the homes of such well-known men as T. W. Harvey, founder of the town of Harvey; H. J. McBirney, Wirt Dexter, George M. Pullman, J. J. Glessner, still residing at 1800 Prairie avenue, W. W. Kimball, Judge Dent, Osborne R. Keith, Joseph S. Sears, who later founded the village of Kenilworth, Judge Otis, Charles D. Wheeler, C. M. Henderson, Fernando Jones, J. W. Doane, Norman B. Ream, Edson and Elbridge Keith, Marshall Field and Charles Schwartz. Of Charles Schwartz an amusing story went the rounds. Schwartz was a lover of music, and the story is that he engaged • a young Polish pianist named Paderewski, then <on his first American tour, to play at a private musicale. The fee — according to neighborhood gossip — was $500. A large sum for an unknown pianist but Schwartz believed in the Pole and paid without question. After the recital the host proposed a poker game. The pia nist sat in. Some hours later it be came apparent that the genius had given a recital for nothing. There are the arts, Paderewski might have re flected, and there is science. Further along were the estates of Samuel Allerton, George Armour, father of Allison, William and George Armour 2nd; Nathan Corwith, John M. Clark, W. L. Grey, W. W. Story, editor of The Chicago Times; James L. High, distinguished attorney and author of the widely known law book, "High 10 THE CHICAGOAN I've SO much to tell you — let's go to a movie" sSEA3- on Injunctions"; H. O. Stone, John Buckingham, Frederick R. Otis, Eugene S. Pike, John Sherman, P. D. Armour, F. S. Gorton, Charles D. Hamill, Thomas Murdoch, Byron L. Smith and, later, Hobart Chatfield-Taylor brought his beautiful wife, formerly Rose Far- well, to a charming little house at Prairie avenue and Twenty-second- street. Their marriage was celebrated the day after Miss Farwell graduated as valedictorian of her class from Lake Forest University — one of Chicago's most beautiful and charming women, immensely popular. The Chatfield- Taylors added brilliance to old Prairie avenue life. Mr. Chatfield-Taylor at that time was the sole representative of Chicago's leisure class — a man of cultivation and taste, having spent much time abroad, he was responsible for the introduction of many innovations in Chicago's social customs, and with his hrother-in-law, Reginald DeKoven, sponsored the famous "Bachelor and Benedict" balls which were held at Kinsley's ball room on Adams street. Mr. Samuel Insull, who was to play such an important role in Chicago's future development, took up his residence about this time in a modest house immediately next to the Chatfield-Taylors, and entertained his friends at many delightful dinners. Further along on Prairie avenue, in the neighborhood of 26th street, another group of prominent Chicagoans resided, among whom were the Bartlett, Ryer- son, Blair, Hutchinson, Judah, Jenkins, and Lancaster families. Such was the old boulevard. On nearby adjacent streets were the residences of Arthur Caton, Norman Williams, Augustus Eddy, Levi Z. Leiter, John B. Drake, H. T. Birch, N. K. Fairbank, and General Phil Sheri dan, all of whom were more or less closely identified with the Prairie ave nue set. Leaders, most of them, in the dynamic march of the Second City. YET the drive of business and the eternal march of progress left few marks on the old avenue. Private life in the 80's was serene, quiet, unbeliev ably pastoral. Almost every family along Prairie kept a cow. One of my earliest recollections is the morning visit of the cowherd whose office it was to collect the animals and drive them to pasture in remote fields, now at 39th street. Each evening they were driven back. There was cream for dinner. A good old-fashioned "hired man" took care of a span or two of horses, milked the family cow, mowed the lawn, watered the vegetable and flower gardens, washed the gleaming stone front steps, polished the /windows, looked after the furnace, and in his spare time acted as coachman. He earned $35 a month and board, and was considered well off. Larger places employed two or three "hired men" and were considered a bit swanky. New Year's Day was a high festival indeed. Our mothers made elaborate preparations for it. Everyone called on everyone else. Baskets for the reciept of calling cards dangled near each door bell. The hostess receiving the great est number of calling cards was assured an unquestionable social eminence at least until the next (Mew Year. Call ers were plied withjeggnog and suit able delicates, and, a.s the visiting be gan about three o'clock in the after noon and continued Until very late, the year improved as it gj-ew older. It was a splendid opportunity to clean up one's social obligations for in entire year. A hardy caller could dojit. A great many tried. / For New Year's alfeo, and for the days. TWECMICAGOAN n after January 1 as well, Chapin and Gore's bar on 22nd between Wabash and State offered the services of Charley Bray, a famous alchemist be hind the mahogany. Bray should go down in history as a perfect flowering of that extinct species, the old-time bar tender — immaculate in person; every appurtenance of his trade impeccably clean — a manner at once impersonal and cordial, with just the correct de gree of interest in his clientale; he was perfection in all these things. And above all he was splendid in his pro fession. He specialized in a whiskey sour which he composed after his own manner. A glass rinsed in Jamaica rum, and the edge dipped in powdered sugar. Twenty-five year old Bourbon delicately added. His parlor was gen teel, polite, soft-spoken and immensely dignified. A favorite meeting place of gentlemen. Thus purged of the harshness of their passing, the years went sedately along on Old Prairie. [NOTE: Mr. Bissell will present a further consideration of Prairie Avenue cus toms and manners in an early issue.] Juvenile Department For the Child- Ah out-Town You must have at least two honors to make a bid. Jelly jars can usually be found on the top pantry shelf. When one is twelve, one should be allowed a pony. Eton collars are not au fait at lawn parties. It is no longer considered chic to smoke corn-silk cigarets behind barns. Hansel and Gretel motifs in bed room furniture are being superseded by futuristic treatments of the Humpty- Dumpty legend. It has been found that the benevolent despot attitude toward governesses is the one most effective. It is considered gauche to purloin the ribbon of a feminine friend. Monday afterrioons are becoming quite smart for thep theatre, especially if one is entertaining a party. Beach trunks supported by woolen suspenders of tha same color are be ing favored at thi; beaches this season by the younger s^t. "Me — NAT RUBIN. It Is Fiesta A Lively Occasion at Death Corner By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN it A LONG Oak street," beginning i\ at Townsend and then west for three joyous blocks, John explains, "it is fiesta." It is, more precisely, the fiesta of Santa Rosalia di Vicari, and its high point — after church of course — is the celebration centered at Milton and Oak. Street names are odd catalytics, for ever setting up reactions in the mind. One thinks of the sturdy oak of old England, of hearts of oak, carved in the Tudor manner perhaps. And one thinks, too, of John Milton, stern, steady, composed; his pentameters on the march, stately as a Guards Regi ment in red tunics and bearskin shakoes at the slow-paced British parade step, in time to the mumble of drums. Or one's reaction is more glib, and the mind clicks into a journalistic phrase with easy facility: Milton and Oak — "Death Corner." A lurid caption in tribute to notable slayings at this dingy intersection. But tonight, as John points out, "it is fiesta." Oak street is lined with impromptu booths and loud with the rapid singsong of Italian vendors. St. Philip's Church is lighted for vespers, its doors open to the hot street. From within, where kneeling and sitting wor shippers face the tall altar and where other worshippers move very inform ally up and down the center aisle, pulses the clear chant: "Oh Salus Hostia," not much range in the singers' voices, but an absolute pitch. Children play on the steps before these open doors, old women chatter, young girls stroll arm in arm, old men talk. Then suddenly the glittering pageantry of Oh I'm working at the library. . . . Terrible job. to do in my spare time" Nothin' 12 TWE CHICAGOAN worship is over. Pious folk bustle into the crowded street. Children are un ceremoniously bundled off the new bandstand and 40 Latin bandsmen as sail La Boheme, the livelier portions, with immense gusto. A large father, piratically whiskered, leads his ten year old daughter, in a red plush frock, to the sea food booth and commandeers a tray of oysters. A short beau in lav ender silk shirting presents his lady, in a resplendant purple and green dress, with a fine, hard-shell crab, carefully chosen from a pile of delicates. The pair eat heartily. It is fiesta. IN the vestry room behind the church, the committee on parade quarrels violently after the manner of church committees the world over. Short, dark men in diagonal purple sashes who have lately borne the Virgin in solemn procession through the jammed streets. They fume, hiss, gesticulate and pound on a convenient table. Father John, who can explain fiestas, appears jovially from another room and pays small heed to the orators. Now and then a speaker pauses to converse amiably with Father John, only to plunge back into the argument. Finally the fiesta gets itself explained. A fiesta, it appears, is a fiesta. Thus, a saint is honored. The argument goes on. We rejoin the other John, estimable wine merchant that he is, and proceed to his cellar. John brings forth a pur ple bottle. Tony, affable assistant, scurries out to find food. At midnight I Jf J M J ¦ A Jt 'All right, brush me off — not too hard, though — and do I need a shine?' there will be fireworks. Until midnight there are food and drink. Tony re turns with snails, boiled alive and warm in their shells (they are drawn forth on a pin to be eaten). He produces cicero peas, hot from the oven and de liriously mealy. And a bag of plumb yellow beans, boiled, too, and popped open against the palate. For dessert there are pumpkin seeds, brittle, dry and salty, and that sweet hard pastry known as "bones of the dead." For meat there are whole crabs, and Italian sausages broiled over a smoky sala mander. Tony tells about cicero peas: The French — illegetimate race — were mad at the Italians. They gave the Italians this pea to poison them. The Italians knew the wholesome pea well — wise fellows, the Italians — and ate it with relish. But — the French called the pea \i\ero while the Italian pronounced it cheechero. Ha — French villians — their outlandish tounges betrayed them. And so — Ha! — every time this noble pea was called \i\ero the Italians killed the false Frenchman who so named it. It is fiesta. We drink to the cicero pea, and to the vague historical incident con nected with it. Another bottle of wine. Then an other. We are well into the third when a bomb goes off outside. It is the signal for fireworks, the conclusion of the feast. We go outside. OAK STREET is jammed now. Little dark people smiling and talking. An old vendor sings his "bones • of the dead." Sausages go famously. His wife tolerantly smiles at us who approve her man. The band comes up at a springy march and wheels into position. Another bomb. Then a rocket. Then a whole cascade of rockets. And finally a series of set pieces, gorgeous against the dull street. The crowd takes its pleasure. Women point out the fires to their babies; there are so many babies. Small boys shriek English and gallop under foot. Older peopU applaud the rock ets, or listen to the! band, or both. A few still patronize the booths. Two negro girli pause before a blanket raffle. Beauiiful colored blank ets they are — the hoL summer air must be at 90 degrees. 1 And music, too. And fireworks. AIM this somehow re ligion. One forsees a schism in the African Baptist congregation. Cer tainly the negro lad ies are having the time of their lives. THECMICAGOAN 13 And now a final splurge of rockets. A whole fusillade of bombs goes off and the rattle of many fire crackers. The last set piece flames against the dark. It is a fireworks church illumi nated by a cross on top. There are cheers. It is over. A little reluctantly the crowd disintegrates. We take leave of John and Tony. It is not much, says John. In September there is the feast of St. Mary. And later the great feast of Saint Joseph. Both much larger and more glorious than this. Then, there are to be fireworks worth looking at. Two bands, maybe three. Many more booths. A great procession with statues of the saints. Everybody will have a good time. Stay late. Drink wine. We agree. It is fiesta. On the Phone Explicitly Hello — yeah, this is Ed — Who?— Oh, Elmer? Hello, Elmer. Yeah, fine Elmer, how're you? That's great, Elmer — Say Elmer, where you been keeping yourself? Oh, have you, Elmer? Missed seeing you. How's the golf going, Elmer? Yes, you've been in the eighties? — Played too much with you Elmer, Yeah, I know your game. Give me a ring during the week, Elmer, and we'll have lunch together. Come around some time when the chil dren are awake — Well Goodbye Elmer, — No I don't think so — No — Remember me to the "Mrs.," Elmer — Yeah, Goodbye, Elmer — . (To the wife) That was Elmer, dear. M. L. V. S. Child In Lincoln Park They have lions and tigers And a big Bear, Monkeys and1 all sorts of Funny things there. We stare at tfte zebras, We see the 'seals flop — But what we ^like best Are the peanuts and pop! DOROTHY DOW. "Call my home, Judson, and say defi nitely that I will not be home last night" A Chicagoan in Monte Carlo Controverts the Classic Conception By SAMUEL PUTNAM I DON'T know. I suppose I'm born to be disappointed. Or maybe it's merely because I read too many novelly novels in my youth. I imagine it's the latter. Take Monte Carlo, as a case in point. According to the brand of romance on which I was reared — the sort I used to sneak, in the haymow, on summer afternoons — Monte Carlo was, as some one has remarked, a name to conjure with: a place mythically remote and surrounded with a diabolic glamor, where handsome devils in dress clothes, having staked and lost their all, saunt ered nonchalantly out into the garden and jauntily blew their brains over the grass; while expensive ladies, in still more expensive gowns, curled encar- mined lips in unheeding mirth. I take it back: maybe, it wasn't the novels — maybe, it was those blasted movies, after all! Nevertheless, a good deal of it, I think, was due to that youthful litera ture — the kind which, nowadays and eventually, gets published, serially and syndicatedly, in the William Randolph press. As I look back upon those langorous cornbelt afternoons, it seems to me now that the hero and the heroine were always in a Kursaal, tak ing the waters at a Spa — what a ritzy sound that had, "taking the waters"! — and from there, it was, naturally, but a leap, and frequently an ill-fated one, to Monte Carlo and the roulette table. And so, I, upon taking the local out of Nice, not unnaturally expected to find a slinking, slow-music sort of town — Monte Carlo! The very name was sinister. The name, as a matter of fact, siun\! (In my puerile retrogres sions, it was, likely, mixed up with the Count of Monte Cristo.) I half an ticipated seeing that spiketailed hero of 14 TUECI4ICAG0AN mine rushing out, despair in his eyes and an automatic in his hand, as frantic flunkies threw themselves upon him. And then, after the fatal pistol-crack — a "short, sharp crack," if I remember rightly, followed by the usual d. s. t. — after all this, the Big Boss, in villain- ous-ha-ha-esque mustachios and a head- waiter's shirtfront, running up to stuff the victim's trouser-pockets with thou sand-franc notes. SUCH, I say, were my expectations. And what, I ask you, did I find? A party of personally conducted, as they always are, tourists entering the Casino (an innocent-enough-looking structure, by the way) while the per sonally conducting autobus with a per sonally conducting chauffeur waited outside. Behind the Casino, at the end of the street that runs past the Hotel de Paris, a very nice glimpse of the Mediterranean with a pictorial red sail in the distance. From a tree in the place, a mocking-bird sang — it sounded like a mocking-bird to me — and on a bench in front of the Casino, a mother rocked her sleeping babe in her arms. The most satanic figure in sight — in deed, quiet the only satanic figure in sight — was a funny hat-box gendarme, or super-gendarme — a good running- mate, with his cockade and crimson- striped blue trousers, for Napoleon I. or a Milanese carbiniere. He, as has been hinted, was so satanic he was funny, particularly when his eye caught a pretty nursemaid in the distance — for there are babies in Monte Carlo — more babies than tables de jeu. The mocking-bird mocked on, the sleeping infant slept, and Napoleon continued his long-distance ogling. As for the Mediterranean, it was non-com mittal, but its banks did not look ex actly brain-bespattered that afternoon. It may have been an off day, of course. "Come on," suggested the Lady of Destiny, "let's look up some excite ment." "Excitement?" I echoed. "Ah, yes, excitement. Should you like an ice cream cone? There's a wagon across the street." "An ice-cream cone — at Monte Carlo!" "Certainly. What did you expect, anyway? The trouble with you women is, you're always building up an imag inary picture of what a place ought to be like; you expect it to look the part, and you're let down when it don't — well, Monte Carlo don't — " "No," repeated the Lady of D., "it most decidedly don't." "Mors, what have you to suggest?" "A hot sea-bath. I see by the signs they have 'em down at the beach." "Fine. You take a hot bath, and I'll buy a souvenir cane." "They was fastinated by my brilliant conversation" AT tea, a half hour later. I hear i American, not English, being spoken at a table across the room. "Do you see that couple over there?" I remarked to the L. of D. "Bet you, I can tell you, within a block, their street and number. Mr. first guess would be the 4700's in West Garfield boulevard." "You're just trying to show off." "No, I'm not. I'm not even guess ing; Fm statisticizing." "Why, you don't even know they're from Chicago." "Don't I, though! I can even tell you his business." "Then, you know him." "Never saw him in my life before, but I know he comes from Chicago, and I think — " At this point, the object of my specu lations took out a cigar and prepared it, with the proper formalities, for smoking. "Yes, he's a politician. Connected, or has been, with the State's Attorney's office in some way." "Now, you're becoming ridiculous." But My Lady was only half incredul ous. "How could you possibly tell? That isn't a Joe Cannon cigar, and he smokes it like a gentleman." "That," I replied, "is just the point — Oh," in response to a pair of lifted brows, "you wouldn't understand; a woman wouldn't." AT tea, twenty minutes later. We i have become friends with the 's. They seem to be a right de cent sort. Already, Mrs. has con fided that they live in the 4800 block in West Washington Boulevard. The talk has turned to Big Bill, as talk among Americans abroad always does seem to turn — and after Big Bill, to Crime, with an upper-case C. At the mention of the word, my friend, , picks up his ears- — "Now, some years ago, when I was assistant state's attorney — " Finally, as we advertise our national ity still further, by arguing over who's going to pay the Addition — "Great place, Mcnte Carlo." "Yeh, you bet ii is.' "Like to have all the jack that's been dropped here." "Yeh, so would I." "Pretty scenery." "Yeh, very pretty." "But say, listen, talking of scenery — were you ever in Jafke's place, down in Twenty-second Street? — " THECI4ICAG0AN 15 The Great Home Movie Movement How to Write Scenarios By GENE MARKEY IN the preceding number of this pamphlet of progress I offered an unbiased survey of existing conditions in the great Home Movie movement. The article was bold — practically amounting to an expose — and there is no use concealing the fact that it created a considerable stir throughout the country. It is rumored that several important figures in the professional motion-picture trade even went so far as to have it translated for them, and read it with no little interest. Among the comments that appeared in the press, we take pleasure in reprinting an editorial from the Yahoo (Nebr.) Banner. "Yahoo," wrote Elmer T. Wimpf, editor of the Banner, "is grateful to The Chicagoan for its bold — I might even say, fearless — commentary on ex isting conditions in the Home Movies. Though aware that there were condi tions in this rapidly growing industry, we did not realize that there were so many conditions. It just goes to show that we are living in a wonderful age." Editor Wimpf then proceeded to re mark upon the recent achievement of scientists in perfecting the phonograph, the electric fan, the telephone, etc., and ended with the statement that he be lieved the automobile is here to stay. It is this sort of forward-thinking editorial that has made American journalism what fit is today. In continuing with our series of little breakfast table chats on the Home Movie movement, I shall next take up the subject of J scenario-writing. The word "scenario" is derived from the Bulgarian: "|;cen — " meaning "hot," and "ario" nmning "air." As every one knows— -or should know, after reading this iteries carefully — the scen ario is the siory which the picture is supposed tor follow. This need not mean that tie picture does follow it. In fact, the i irst thing that professional directors do is to throw away the scen ario. However, in making Home Movies the scenario* should not be thrown away before the picture is begun. In : ¦¦; j ' mm v sS'Si'liilifl; :pv.V-,j'->.K.* •-¦/, . - - f. !*!.:¦'• m:-i «' :> • Qlhrence 3/EKS r 'I'm sure this is the way the really, truly movie stars do it, Elmer — am I getting my aura across?" the first place, there is a scenario writer in every family. Moreover, the usual time for throwing away the scenario is about the middle of the picture. NOW, for the instructions. I have worked out a set of rules which make scenario-writing easy. And, incidentally, this is a much sim pler system than the expensive courses in scenario-writing offered by Corre spondence Schools. My rules are as follows : 1. Procure from your nearest sta tioner a large supply of white paper. 2. Place paper upon a desk, or other flat surface. 3. Borrow someone's fountain-pen. (Note : If necessary a typewriter may be substituted in Rule 3.) 4. Draw up a chair. 5. Put a couple of pillows in chair. 6. Sit down carefully, so as not to knock paper off on floor. 7. Get up again, and look for ash tray. 8. While you are up, procure sup ply of cigarettes. (Any well\nqwn brand will do.) 9. Sit down at desk again. 10. Take fountain-pen firmly be tween thumb and forefinger of right hand. (Or in the other mitt, in case you are left-handed. A great deal of scenario' writing is left'handed.) 11. Lay pen down, and get a cigarette. 12. Try to light cigarette with pat ent lighter. 13. Get up and look for a match. 14. Return to desk. Proceed as in Rules 6 and 10. 15. Pen in hand, go ahead and write scenario. I AM sure that our readers will find these rules helpful. And to stim ulate interest in the writing of scenarios for Home Movies, The Chicagoan has instituted a prize contest, open to all. The scenarios may be of any length, and on any subject. Write plainly on both sides of the paper : spelling is not essential. The judges of the contest are Gov ernor Alfred E. Smith of Albany, N. Y., Francis X. Bushman of Holly wood, Cal., and Benito Mussolini of Rome, Italy. Send your scenario to any of these gentlemen, and await re sults. The prize will be announced later. While The Chicagoan cannot mar your anticipation by hinting what the prize is to be, I will say, for the benefit of our readers, that it won't be a Dodge Sedan, a ladies' diamond ring or a trip around the world. Try your luck, and perhaps you will find your self the lucky boy or girl, as the case may be. In the next article I shall delve further into this course in Home Movies by presenting a few sample scenarios. 'The Chicagoan/' Ever Mindful of Its Tremendous Civic Responsibilities, Supplies to the W orld Fair Committee a Poster Design of Commensurately Heroic Proportions is TMECUICAGOAN JOURNALI/TIC JOURNEY/ The Strenuous Art of Repartee By FRANCIS c. coughlin HAT with the lag of summer heat, the seasonal prevalence of mouldy after-dinner stories and the growing acerbity of the presidential campaign, polite conversation becomes increasingly difficult. Placed literally on his wit for entertainment, the diner out is in for a time of it — a sorry fel low in a damp dress shirt, half-heart edly come to quips with a conversation alist as dull as he. At this point enter that good sprite, American Ingenuity, and his magic bag of mechanical nifties. With the first detonation of his exploding cigar the party is on; the art of social diversion is detruded from the epigram to the dribble glass and humor, instead of be ing foisted on the mind, is gaily operated on the body. Indeed, with proper equipment, such as may be purchased at Joe Grein's malt shop at 210 West Madison, it is possible to entertain for an entire evening and not bring to birth one single thought beyond easy reach of a nine year old. True, a great many of Prof. Grein's divertise- ments are of the folk, which is another way of saying they are extremely hu man and therefore hackneyed, but they are surprising, brisk, undignified and jocose; they are, moreover, in gratiating in common simian attributes of curiosity and liveliness. The dribble glass has been men tioned. It is, to outward view, an ordinary glass. Yet raise it to the lips and it allows a portion of its contents to trickle gently over the facade of the drinker. He is astonished. Very often he speaks French. THERE are gentler hoaxes. There is, for instance, the. rubber dough nut, a beautiful fluffy French tid-bit and powdered with genuine powdered sugar. A guest bites, is flabbergasted; perhaps bites again. And the rubber hot dog, a perennial delight for the mechanical jester. Or the rubber egg — it is solemnly dropped and bounds back into the hand of the careless servant. The same for rubber biscuits, rubber chocolates and rubber oranges. For the Democrat, there is the Cool- idge economy of the para lettuce leaf. After a guest has finished salad, his host carefully retrieves this last leaf with orders that it be renovated for a new occasion. Any meat course may be enlivened by the plate lifter, a mysterious pneumatic device operating under cloth which causes the diner's plate to gyrate unaccountably. A great aid to a pompous carver. And diffi cult to discover. Happily, in a war of mechanical wit all advantage does not lie with the host. The riposte may be brilliant and devas tating. For instance, after a friendly dribble glass, its victim may offer a rare edition for his host's inspection. The edition explodes like a cannon shot as it opened. Or he may proffer a rubber cigarette. Or a loaded cigar. Or an iron cigar. Or a fountain pen which fires one volley. Or, if he is a strenuous fellow, he may toss his win dow-smasher surreptiously toward the host's living room. The window- smasher is a brass plate device which drops on a hard floor with a fearful, splintering crash comparable to the dis solution of a greenhouse in a tornado. It is a great little gloom chaser on an automobile trip. After the dribble glass, a particularly subtle diner-out may gracefully take cold. And blow his nose horrifically throughout the evening. The clamorous nose squawker can be concealed in a handkerchief. At which the host as gracefully sets the company at ease by liberating a pinch of sneeze powder. Whereupon a guest hitherto silent, yet plainly a socially accomplished gentleman tal ented in the art of unexpected repartee, displays a flower in his lapel as the probable cause of hay fever. The flower, on close inspection, is discov ered to conceal a nozzle which sprays water on the lorgnette of the first anxious dowager to evince concern in the blossom. NOR is mechanical brilliance con fined to gentlemen. By no means. Ladies may scintillate in any company. The dowager who inspected the flower may ask its owner to re move a thread which shows on her sleeve. The thread unravels from an unseen source, yards and yards of it. Laughs are on the men guests. In turn another guest is privileged to loose an imitation mouse. Laughs are on the ladies. A very dandy joke which goes well in mixed company is made evident when a male produces a shiny badge labelled "Chicken Inspector" and ogles the lady of his choice. He may hold hands with her and, by means of a small inked stamp concealed on his thumb, print "Oh You Kid!" on her right palm. She, however, has a witty sally left. By means of an identical stamp she may affix the slogan: "I'm a Boob" on him. Laughs are on all. When everything else fails a lady may produce a camera and announce her intention of taking a snap shot. At the release of the shutter a three- foot serpent strikes for the throat of the sitter. This is novel, gay, exciting, and with a fake cigar butt glowing on the piano and a simulated ink puddle on the parchment-bound Cabell, no eve ning need be lost to ennui. THE ancient human sport of mas querade — a free delight of all primitive peoples — has sadly become a rite indulged at parties where the mask is as conventional as footwear. Yet for an informal evening, the wig has its undeniable appeal. An unkempt rural wig, a lock of which may be made to stand in astonishment. Or a bristly black head covering to go with a vil lainous set of moustaches. Enhance these latter with a set of formidable china teeth and the ensemble is notable beyond praise. Even cheap celluloid incisors which may be inserted with a wave of the hand do much to encourage humor. And a set of teeth plus the Grein "Goo-Goo Eyes" are sufficient to uplift a vestry meeting. Nor is it the purpose of this paper to make known the hardier forms of physical entertainment, the electric shocker, the collapsible chair, the fold ing stairway and what not. Our age is a soft age; gusto is to be had only at a price. Besides there is Riverview Park. A word only is spoken for the rubber coat hanger and the collapsible pencil. Both are mild and manner- able and suited to the parlor. Simple- and dependable. Finally, for those yet burdened with accrued dignity and decorum, it is re freshing to indicate a nuniber of clas sical manifestations of high -jinks in the true spirit of merriment. The Wooden Horse, the chagrin worked on the simple Trojans had, after all, the ele ments of a gigantic parlor joke. The statue of Memnon was a flabbergast* ing witticism engineered by his priests. TWCCI4ICAG0AN 19 CHICAGOAN/ UJ. HERRMANN began life in ? Milwaukee, poor, small and honest. He rose through three grades in the public schools of that cheerful city and was moderately successful in the scholastic life. In his fourth year he was transferred to a different school and was there snubbed by his class mates. Little U. J. trounced that class, as many as he could catch, and so came under the observation of the principal. Him, Ulysses consigned to a bad word. And that minute public education lost a vigorous ornament. Having cast aside the scholar's re serve, young "Sport" busied himself with odd jobs in the great world and continued his habit of hitting hard and often. To this day, mussing up the Herrmann yacht, "Swastika," or kick ing the Herrmann dog, Rowdy, are re garded as deliberate attempts at suicide by those who know the manager of the Cort theatre. Yet a career did beckon "Sport" Herrmann, and anon he joined the staff of the old Peoples theatre on South State street as a bill poster. It was tame stuff, and the young man soon left Peoples to paste up exciting 24-sheets for "Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show." His first great promotion. Herrmann Pater objected to Sport's being on the road so young, so Sport continued in his calling. He saved his money, worked hard, and without formal ad vantages achieved a nicety of diction that would do credit to a collegian new in the bond business. WITHIN a few years the bill poster had become advance agent for Jacob Litt, theatrical pro ducer, and eventually won to the ad vertising manager's chair at the then classic McVickers. He saved and in vested his savings in stock of the Amer ican Posting Service Company. Later he closed out his holdings in the cor poration and became manager of the Star and Garter, then a very doubtful burlesque and frowned on by the bet ter element. Burlesque has never been the same from that day to this. The new manager called his artists together and handed each performer a card on which was printed a long list of "don'ts." To begin with, there were "Sport" By HELEN LOBDELL U. J. Herrmann to be no damns or hells, nor, in fact, any profanity worth mentioning. The double entendre was rigorously sup pressed. Indeed, Sport cut more hot acts than any blue nose ever did. "Every Day," he proclaimed in a ring ing phrase much pirated, "Every Day a Ladies Day." And each time some low wit offended against purity from Sport's stage, the fellow was fined $50. Manager Herrmann collected, some times in person. These fines he donated to the Actors' Fund. The "Star and Garter" forged ahead. But Sport had other plans. To gether with H. H. Frazee he built the Cort theatre, which he still actively manages. A few years later Frazee and Herrmann purchased the Boston Red Sox and here again he proved a good influence. His latest interest is radio. He is now associated with E. F. McDonald, Jr., in the Zenith Radio Corporation as a large stock holder and a director. Besides his business interests, and in addition to yachting, hunting, fishing and flying, U. J. Herrmann is an active Mason. He is a Past Commander of Apollo Commandery No. 1, K. T. Past Sovereign Prince, Chicago Council, Chicago Princes of Jerusalem. Past Commander-in-Chief of Oriental Con sistory S. P. R. S. and Oriental Guide of Medinah Temple. A. A. O. N. O. T. M. S. His Oriental Guideship has nothing to do with taking sightseers through the new Shriners' Athletic Club at Michi gan and Grand Avenue. He is, in fact, chairman of the building commit tee and does not salaam for anything or anybody. He does not even take off his hat, figuratively speaking, for the present world's heavyweight cham pion. Last Summer Gene Tunney and Sport were guests at the Dover Hall Club in Brunswick, Georgia, and Sport offered to hit a harder series of punches — in 100 tries — than Gene, and to wager $1,000 to Gene's $100 on the contest. Tunney declined to try or to bet. Indeed, a photograph showing the hands of Herrmann and Tunney in juxtaposition reveal Gene's fists as frail and delicate seen against the Herrmann weapons. But then, Sport's battles have been so extremely extempore that he has never properly bandaged his fists or worn protecting gloves. That is one explanation. THE walls of the Herrmann suite are alive with photographs of stage stars, ladies voluptuous in the hour glass manner and coy behind ostrict fans down to — or up to — the modern sylph, not coy at all. Each picture is auto graphed. And there are gentlemen in sideburns, as well as modern gentle men in bandoline. There are celeb rities, many of them, all friends of U. J. There are favorite dogs, horses and boats. There are spangled Masonic diplomas and testimonials from patri otic organizations. There is a sou' wester sent him by skippers of the Glouchester fishing fleet, a sou'wester covered with autographs of famous sea men, including the signature of Martin Morrissey, master of the "Henry Ford" in a famous international fisherman's race. And Marty Welch, winner of the first race in the "Esperanza." Here, too, is the horse shoe forged 20 THE CHICAGOAN My luck, Joe — if it was thirty below I'd be understudying Lady Godiva' by Ruby Rob Fitzsimmons the day be fore he beat the graceful Corbett. In a safe, for such a treasure dare not be too freely exposed, is the flag belt glori ously worn by the great John L. Sulli van after it was presented to him in 1887 by Boston worshippers. John L. wore the flag in all his battles from that date. It was lowered only when the old warrior went down before Corbett. In the upper right hand corner of this flag is displayed a shamrock, across the center an American eagle clutching a bannered "E Pluribus Unum" in its talons, and below that another streamer inscribed : "May He Always Be Cham pion." In the lower left hand corner is an Irish harp. And to the lower right, the initials J. L. S. Curiously, the flag itself shows 39 stars. Now at no time were there 39 states. in the Union. In 1887 there were but 38 states. In 1889 four new territories were admitted. John L. Sul livan's friends contended that the extra star was for John L. And no one ever disputed the matter with the Boston Strong Boy. AWAY from banquets, committee . meetings, speeches and business affairs Sport Herrmann is at home on his yacht, "Swastika." He is a genial host, a trifle autocratic. He permits no mutinies. He loafs aboard in a bathing suit and like as not helps his sailor, Swen, with the cooking. Scrambled eggs and bacon, lamb chops, biscuits, these are in the Herrmann repertoire. His speciality is corn bread. His recipe he dictates as follows: Plenty corn meal, plenty flour and some sugar. A little salt. Careful with the baking powder. Sweet milk, an egg or two, butter and shortening. Just enough and not too much of these ingredients. Bake in a hot oven exactly the right length of time. And there you are. It's corn bread! The "Swastika" is a craft as sturdy as her skipper. She has made trips to the north off the Greenland coast. Sport was a member of the McMillan expedition of 1925. Yachtsman, hunter, theatrical man, organizer and amateur cook, U. J. Herrmann indulges a hobby for Navajo rugs done in the swastika motif. His yacht is brave with a fine collection, many of them presented by friends aware of the hobby. Then there is a favorite recreation of hunting squalls on Lake Michigan. Let the lake kick up a froth that sends prudent sailors to harbor and Sport Herrmann is happy. He takes the wheel and fights the blow through. More fun. Besides, he stages a Radio Show at the Coliseum each year. And the Radio World's Fair at Madison Square Garden in New York. When not busy — well, Peter Koch was just a trifle less than two years in getting Sport to sit still long enough for him to draw the protrait that illuminates these para graphs. I decline to wait that long to find out. Work Takes Stock * i T\A R- WORK pauses to take stock I 1 of the situation," chattily im parts the announcer of bridge by radio. But Mr. Work skims lightly over the really vital problems of bridge. I sub mit a personally culled assortment: 1. Mr. Work's lady partner bids two spades out of a clear sky. She shows up with the queen, jack, ten and nary another. Defends her bid, after going down five, with assertion that Mr. Work's book says it is alright, un der the new honor count, to take a small set for the value of honors held. 2. Mr. Work's partner is deaf. Doesn't take Mr. Work out after he doubles opponent's one bid. Thought TMQ CHICAGOAN 21 Mr. Work bid two clubs. 3. Mr. Work bids spade. West bids two clubs. Partner and East pass. Mr. Work bids two hearts. Three passes. Partner lays down king and three spades, with not a heart in sight. Partner tells Mr. Work she never both ers with those complicated signals. Just bids what she holds. 4. Mr. Work opens against spade contract by leading singleton diamond. Partner plays queen. Declarer takes it with king. Partner shows up later with ace of diamonds. Says he didn't mean to finess the lead, but he had the ace in with his hearts. 5. Opponents have contract in spades. Mr. Work's partner leads fourth high from suit headed by ace king of hearts. Oppent makes single ton queen good. Partner thought it was no trumps. 6. Mr. Work's partner tells the one about the loquacious Indian guide while Mr. Work is attempting to engineer a grand coup. 7. Mr. Work is dummy on no trump contact. Partner takes lead and voluntarily leads out last stopper in opponents' bid. Smiles. 8. Mr. Work is still dummy. Peeks in opponent's hand and discovers that partner, failing to count trump, has left opponent with the six spot. 9. Peeks again and discoveres op ponent with the Jack and nine of trump. 10. Peeks again and discovers the four, trey and duce of the same. Let Mr. Work take stock, if he cares to invest, say, at a cent a point. — JOSEPH ATOR. H'ke JTA G E A Few Bricks Without Straw By CHARLES COLLINS Perhaps PERHAPS you will care for the in cident of the man who looked like Coolidge — no, not the one who knew him — and, anyway, it happened thus: The man who looked like Coolidge (President Coolidge, you know) was returning home from a business trip. He was sitting opposite a rather elderly man in the diner who begged to in quire, a little inevitably, if he had ever been told of his similarity to the Chief Executive. He replied that he had, and then, to make conversation, said that Coolidge was a very fine man and a very good President, but that he cer tainly — and particularly in fishing regalia — was not what one would call handsome. "Oh, my God, no," was the reply. — M. L. v. s. AND Pharaoh k said to the children of Israel: Go therefore now, and wor\; for there shall be no straw given you, yet shall ye deliver the tale of bric\s." Every summer since I have been writing about the theatre, this epi sode from the Book of Exodus has been pertinent. Every summer when the stage calendar be came sun-scorched and barren, I have complained of a lack of straw, but Edi tor Pharaoh has growled relentlessly for an undiminished output of bricks. I have sworn that every summer would be the last, for me, of such Egyptian bondage, but here I am at it again, bominating in a vacuum. I find myself slightly ridiculous. For there is no active public inter est in the theatre in Chicago between Decoration Day and Labor Day. After the shows with ambitions for summer runs have been weeded out until only a handful of the fittest survive, there is nothing more to be said on the sub ject. The newspapers continue to print their columns of stage gossip, of course, but they are limited to topics of a purely technical character — managers' promises, press agents' puffs, and re ports of try-outs at Stamford, Conn., or Atlantic City. During the past fortnight I have met and talked with more than a hundred Chicagoans, and only one of them has mentioned the theatre. His wife had gone to Europe and he was going to have dinner with a dancer. BRICKS without straw — I might, of course, hammer out a review of the ten best plays of the past season. But I have forgotten which were the best and which the worst. Or I might hash up a forecast of the new season. But I have come to the conclusion that a play isn't worth writing about until it has been seen. In such a state of mind, one re calls with admira tion the profes' sional misbehavior of Al Thomas. Once upon a time he was a theatrical reporter for The 7<iew Yor\ Sun. Every June, after pounding the pave ments of Broadway for ten months, he would say to his managing editor: "I want two month's leave of absence, to spend in my cottage by the sea." "Can't spare you for more than two weeks," the old man would mutter. "Then I resign," Al would answer. "You mean you're fired," the editor would retort. Every September, refreshed by sea breezes and cool waters, Al would re turn to the Sun office and apply for a job. And he would get his old one back. Al's lack of discipline was repre hensible; his story is not a safe object lesson for any rising young journalist. It has no moral — except this: that Al's summers were not wasted in his cottage by the sea. They were an investment sounder than the chase of paragraphs along Broadway. He became A. E. Thomas, the exceedingly prosperous playwright, author of "Just Suppose," etc., etc. Paging Stevens and Markey WHEN at loss for a subject, a dramatic critic will often write about his colleagues. If Ashton Stevens finds that his cuffs are virgin of the jottings with which he captures the imperishable sayings of actors and actresses, he doesn't cancel his column for the day. He promptly invents a few bon-mots satirizing the theatre and attributes them to Gene Markey or my self. If he has been working us too hard of late, he wreathes a garland of poison-ivy in words and addresses it 22 THE CHICAGOAN Mr. Walter Huston as "Elmer the Great" displays the crude stimuli and reflexes of a bush leaguer nightly at the Blackstone to Mr. Donaghey. So I shall adopt this process, and write about Mr. Stevens and Mr. Markey. These eminent first-nighters have been missing since the first week in June. They should be accounted for before they are ticketed A. W. O. L. I have a file of post- cards that can be used as clews by any searching party. Uttering shrill cries of "Buicks! Buicks!" they took to the open road. But not in the same car, or together. Stevens was running a convertible coupe; Markey an open-face roadster with the wind-shield down, as if de termined to blow his hair off. Stevens has post-carded from the Book-Cadillac, the Frontenac, the Algonquin,, and half a dozen Ritz hotels. The burden of his song was: "This rough life is great." Markey has sent pretty one- cent pictures from Brighton Beach, Stockton, Mass., Dartmouth College, and the Pickwick Arms, Greenwich, Conn. His last message of any im portance contained the impressive an nouncement: "Hey! Hey!" So it may be assumed that the two lads are still alive and escaping punc tures. Stevens may be counted on to return in time for the first premiere of the new season at the Goodman Theatre. Markey will probably come back to attend the Northwestern-Dart mouth football game. ONE does not have to hark back more than a few years to re member the Harry Ridings Club. It was a gang, or miscellaneous assort ment, of men of the lobbies, foyers and footlights who used to assemble in formally almost every night in the snuggery back of the box-office at the Grand Opera House. It existed for decades. Before Harry Ridings' ad ministration at the Grand, it was the Harry Askin Club. A roll-call of the men who have sat and smoked and talked there — three on the lounge, one on the swivel-chair and one draped over the ice-water bot tle — would be more impressive than the combined memberships of the Tavern, The Cliff Dwellers, the Lambs and the Players. The conversation was usually triple-plated with irony. This was probably the birth-place of the great American institution known as the wise-crack. It was in this austere hide-away of night-birds, twenty-five years ago, that the authoritative word on Ibsenism was said. Mrs. Fiske and Blanche Bates were then playing in Chicago, both of them in dramas by the stark Scandinav ian master. They organized a party, and issued invitations under the slogan of "an Ibsen gathering." Glen MacDonough, librettist of "Babes in Toyland," or maybe it was "The Wizard of Oz," or both, had received one of these invitations. He brought up the matter at a session of the club. "An Ibsen gathering," said Mac Donough with the cast-iron face which was the mask of these merry assembl ages, "an Ibsen gathering ought to be lanced." The Ridings Club thrived for more than a generation, and vanished, it seems, in a day. First the dean of the group, William A. Pinkerton — yes, "The Eye" himself — was gathered to his fathers, ripe in years. Then Harry Ridings lost his job and went to New York, not long to survive the parting from the city that he loved. Last spring Joe Harris was found floating in the lake — Joe, who knew thousands of people down-town but who had been missing for six weeks without anyone taking the trouble to ask where he was. The Grand has been re-built, and the snuggery no longer exists. Even the name of the theatre has been changed. It had seemed a permanent feature of the night-life; a quiet, friendly place that might go no for ever. Then Time wiped a wet sponge across the black-board of the Loop, and it was gone. THE CHICAGOAN 23 C11 oummer \jinema Sunrise isn't Eugene O'Neill's but is that sort of thing and so, in a sense, signifi cant. [See it.] Drums of Love reveals the great Griffith trying to be merely human and succeed ing admirably. [See it in a refrigerated cinema.] Forbidden Hours retells the Heidelberg legend as of Ramon Novarro, adding modern appliances somehow fatally. [Miss it.] Bringing Up Father is — or ought to be — the last word in picturization of news paper comics. [Don't.] Hot News makes a newsreel reporter of Bebe Daniels, who makes a great jest of it all. [Yes.] Telling the World continues the seem ingly chronic chronicle of William Haines. [No.] The Wheel of Chance gets tangled around the twin identities of Richard Barthelmess, who really isn't twins at all. [Just possibly.] The Butter and Egg Man reels off a spry little yarn about Broadway and the captions are unusually funny, as is Jack Mulhall. [On a warm evening.] The Cossacks, led by Ernest Torrence and John Gilbert, put up a great scrap. [Any evening.] Ladies of the Mob makes an actress of Clara Bow, who was so successful as a mere personality. [Avoidable.] Steamboat Bill, Jr. gets funnier as it goes along and it goes a long way. [Some afternoon.] Street Angel follows the pattern of "¦Seventh Heaven" and utilizes the stars of that immeasurably better picture. [Probably not.] The Michigan Kid went to Alaska, be came a gambler, fell for a gal, turned honest, got caught in a forest fire and all that sort of thing. [Never.] The Magnificent Flirt continues to dis tance all contestants and remains the smartest picture in town — any town. [Immediately, and imperatively.] The Lion and the Mouse contains several scenes in which Lionel Barrymore speaks and this is the best speaking the noisies have offered. [Now.] Happiness Ahead discloses the great gap separating Colleen Moore from the next best actress in pictures. [Certainly.] Half a Bride is better, of course, than no bride at all, but still not very good. [Not today.] The Strange Case of Captain Ramper isn't strange at all, in view of the Nobile news. [Uh-uh.] A Certain Young Man is pretty old, pretty bad and fatally pretty. [Nope.] No Other Woman refers to Dolores Del Rio and that's about all. [Under no condition.] Chicken a la King consists of farce, bur lesque, repartee and a plot. [Look.] Ramona is. [Might as well.] Harold Teen isn't. [If the kiddies in sist.] His Tiger Lady features Adolphe Menjou pointlessly. [Detour.] The Drag Net makes crime seem enter. taining. [Possibly.] // '¦; % n *v" MARIE EARLE ASKS: "WHAT PRICE WILL YOU PAY FOR WASH- ING YOUR FACE THIS SUMMER?" CAN you afford what it may cost your complexion to wash your face this summer? Do you dare to risk harsh soap, hard water and the climate? At home or abroad, the simple Marie Earle treatment takes only a few minutes of your time. The results are honestly priceless. Use the Essential Cream, the Cucumber Emulsion, the Marie Earle lotion that is right for you. With your sensitive skin carefully cleansed, kindly nour ished, beautifully refreshed, you can spend every day out doors, unworried by the effects of sun, wind and travel. MarieEarle preparations, cosmetics, perfumes and bath accessories are sold in the smart Chicago shops. Two interesting cosmetics This season Miss Earle intro duces ochre and sunburn shades in two of her most interesting cosmetics, the Liquid Powder for both day and night use, and the Finishing Cream. These were long beloved by her French clientele as the Email 77 and the Blanc Gras. If your travels bring you to New York, be sure to have a Marie Earle treatment at the Fifth Avenue Salon, 660 Fifth Avenue, the former site of the Wm. K. Vanderbilt mansion. flEG. tt.S,*>Ar. OFFICE Established Paris, 1910 Now at 660 Fifth Avenue, New York City 24 THE CHICAGOAN The Mode in Make-Up Chameleon-like the complexion must match the occasion . . . gold-brown skin for the "siesta" on the sands . . . brilliantly white skin for "after six." But, of course, never a natural tan, since that is as unfashionable as it is hazardous! As usual, those "in the know" are choosing their summer complexions from the HELENA RUBINSTEIN collection. For daytime "wear," we suggest Valaze Sun-Tan — the alluring color scheme of an Arabian skin, bottled and ready for use. Paris calls it "Baume Gypsy," but no Gypsy could possible be as fascinating as the American girl who uses this exotic foundation. It is sunproof and water' proof too! (2.50). In another bottle, Helena Rubinstein offers you an incredible creamy-white loveliness which in all the world, there are but two ways of achieving — being born in Devonshire, or using Valaze Water Lily Foundation. (2.00). And to complete the facial ensemble, there is Valaze Water Lily Powder, in textures to suit all types of skin and in tones to accent every type of beauty (1.50); the inimitable Valaze Rouges — cream or compact, 1.00 to 5.00; and that smartest and most modern of lipsticks, Cubist, to match the rouges — Red Raspberry for day time, Red Geranium for evening (1.00). Individual Color Schemes For expert advice on "personality make-up," for color schemes suited to your own individuality, visit the Maison de Beaute Valaze. A course of treatments will insure the loveli ness of your skin from now until Autumn. Rubinstein Creations are obtainable at the better shops or order direct 670 N. Michigan Avenue Chicago. Telephone for Appointment — Whitehall 4242 8 East 57th Street, New York Paris Philadelphia Boston London Detroit Newark The CWICACOENNE Furnishings — Briefly ana Where By ARCYE WILL BURLEYS1 new store on Michigan has long been appealing to me through its beautifully ar ranged windows to come in and see. Yesterday I went for a glimpse and stayed for the whole afternoon. On the different floors the most interesting things I saw were: FIRST FLOOR, Java stone ash trays — first time seen in Chicago — small or medium size and carved in flower-like design on one side. Colors dark or light tan with a greenish tint. Most useful and effective. Old-fashioned epernes in (simulated) silver stands. Green or white glass little vases; used with columbine or some of the daintier garden flowers they would be lovely wherever placed. Ovington's colored bone handle fruit knives and forks, effective in your summer home par ticularly. second floor, really marvelous green border Minton service plates with a ship painting in center, all twelve in different designs. Cauldon after dinner coffees, a rich raspberry- color (powdered) with a dainty flower at bottom of cup and saucer. You can also procure this in the dessert, dinner and service size. Spode Copeland in the same color, a bit stronger, not being put on in the powdered manner, with white flowers on border. Or you can have green, if it would go better with your room. You know it always amazes me, when dining out, how few women carry out the color scheme of the room in their china and glassware. It should be so simple for them to do and the effect is so very pleasing. There is an adorable twenty-three piece Copeland tea set with turquoise handles and a bunch of rosebuds on the top of covers, some breakfast sets very much the same with matching trays. had T HE open patterns, which used to be so much the same, can now be all good wares. The one I liked best was English Titian Ware made by Adams with a Delia Robbia border. The salad plates are square and the platters oblong. The col ors are quite bril liant and if you prefer a more subdued effect, use part in dead white. Use blue or amber glass with this set. This is the only place I ever saw a tray table with folding legs and it's the most convenient thing imaginable, working with side clips, as the ones used in bed do. fifth floor, a modern sofa with a five-sided back covered in red damask. Would go nicely with any Chippendale you may have. A white Lalique lamp with a golden shade. China flower place card holders and assorted jade and flower tops for lamps. A very good looking bridge lamp, modern interpre tation of Early American with a micca shade. And way over in the front by a window an exquisite 18th Cen tury Queen Anne highboy. Tobey's Gift Shop on the second floor has all sorts of attractive occa sional tables. Quite a few with en graved or plain mirror tops which speak for themselves as being convenient. A box of blue and white mirror glass (queer shaped pieces) and others of plain mirror. A lovely large bowl with a tulip shaped iron base for flowers. Small painted ink stands holding pen, sealing wax and stamper. These are perfect to use on a little antique desk that can't carry one of the newer and heavier kinds, such as a Shaffer. A pale green painted tea box on stand. This holds your tea set when not in use, the cover, painted both in side and out, forming a tray when desired. Four black wicker holders with orange pots on a narrow black wicker tray for your window sill garden and, last but not least, a very good maple TUECI4ICAG0AN 25 magazine stand with two top shelves beside the lower compartments. HARTMAN AND COMPANY'S imported leather goods are ex quisite. A large photograph case from Vienna, and Florentine leather flat writing case lined with green brocade to place on the aforementioned small desk. A so-called utility box of green leather lined with gray rubber, mirror and a comb. Ideal, I should think, for use at the beach, though your suit would of necessity be small. Silk um brellas of all colors, short enough to fit in a suit case but with the old com fortable spread. All sizes of bottles in colored leather cases with different tops. The most I've seen save at Saks Fifth Ave. The luggage section is nothing if not up to the minute! Airplane suit cases with four hangers and a three com partment tray in tan kemisuede, size 20 in. by 20 in. To complete this outfit, the little airplane traveling case about 4 in. by 9 in., made of Saffian leather. I never did see anything more adorable. The top tray holds clothes and hair brushes, comb and mirror in the cover. In the lower part two bot tles and three jars, all with red enamel tops, and another compartment. If you need anything like this do look, because there are several different color combinations and I was crazy about them all. In the larger fitted cases two of lavender leather with gray covers were especially smart. MRS. HERBERT BROWNE, 653 Hill Rd., Winnetka, has some most attractive small antiques. Two oxcart seats of Revolutionary times. These were held by pegs in a wagon when going on a trip. A real Duncan Fife table. A four drawer pine and maple chest, old brass hardware brought across country from New Eng land in 1800. A set of four aquatints with black frames, dated 1812, and a smart little The Singing Sands of the Lake Country won't make up for a tuneful jazz orchestra or a lilting ballad when you're in the mood. Be sure to take along a Brunswick Portable Phonograph — a vacation companion that won't talk out of turn. For a solitary expedition into the north woods or for a cottage full of merry-makers, this little hand -baggage Brunswick will furnish the music See it and hear it at E COMMONWEALTH EDISON O LECTRIC SHOPi3 72 West Adams Street And Branch Stores Light in weight and compact, IS inches long, \\y. inches deep, 8 inches high. Compartment for 20 records. Regular walnut lap writing box lined with red velvet dated 1850. Perfect to put on an old table and complete the picture. Mrs. Browne's house itself is ador able with everything complete. The bedrooms have the best looking quilted spreads and I believe she has a few left. A small house, she hasn't it all cluttered up, but goes East frequently to procure what you desire. MRS. R. B. LINCOLN, 615 Greenleaf Ave., Glencoe, is the Western representative of the "The Hayloft," in Whitemarsh, Penn. The house is large and there were so many things it's impossible to even name all the unusual ones. Beautiful Dutch spatter ware, tea pot cups and plates in either rose or blue. An oak from 1650 (Time of John and Priscilla Alden) bought for the Mills Bach room in the new museum in Philadephia. Quite a few Windsor chairs and one bench with bamboo turnings. And, joy of my life, a Pennsylvania walnut Chippendale desk about two hundred years old. Eagles on the brass and two serviceable and large secret drawers. 26 TUECUICAGOAN In The Happiness Of Today l>o ]Vot Forget The Tomorrow AMOR SKIN — Europe's Scientific Beauty Discovery- banishes future fears. ~yj~OJJ are very beautiful today — ¦*¦ with the freshness of youth or the rich mellowness of lovely wo manhood. 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Amor Skin is packaged and sealed in Germany and imported to this country only by Amorskin Corporation, Steinway Hall, 111-113 W. 57th St. New York <Z^/L SK about Amor Skin at any of the leading department stores, drug stores and specialty shops or send coupon for interesting booklet. Single Strength (for women between the ages of twenty and thirty-five) $16.50 Double Strength (for those beyond thirty-five or for difficult cases) $25 .00 (L/^JAR of Amor Skin is sufficient for six months' treatment if used as di rected. ft ENDORSED by prominent Eh y sicians ere and abroad. Amorskin Corporation Steinway Hall, 111-113 W. 57th St., New York Please send booklet Name. MU/ICAL NOTE/ Ravmia — Last Week and Next By ROBERT POLLAK opponent of has "Le ON the Sunday evening of July 8 the hardy "L'Armore dei Tre Re" filled the bill at Ravinia. It was one of those happy evenings at the north shore park when a vital spark flashes from cast to audience and back again, and there was a memorable verve and spirit to the performance. Montemeui's score, even after twenty hearings, stands up like a drum-major. To be sure, it has its mo ments of almost pitiable banality, but it maintains a high measure of Mediterranean pas sion throughout its three acts and achieves some cli maxes that win over even the most hard-boiled highbrow grand opera. It is strange that Montemewi only once struck pay dirt. His Nave" was one of Campanini's most costly and grotesque failures. We re call some silly agitation on the part of the clergy which should have stirred the imagination of the prurient ticket buy ers. But it didn't. And the produc tion went into the workshop. There is good evidence that Toscanini had much to do with whipping the score of "The Love of Three Kings" into shape. If so his wise hand had much to do with making it the commercial and artistic success that it is. And the libretto, that stark Tuscan tragedy, by Sem Belelli, who wrote "The Jest," is made for the hand of a composer as perfectly as Wilde's "Salome" or Boito's "Falstaff." At Ravinia Lazxari almost stole the show. His Archibaldo is grimly im pressive and he makes himself felt as a presence even as the first halting chords, marking his entrance, are heard. Danise's Manfredo is reliable and well sung; Johnson, as Avito, convinces, if not by profuse vocalism, at least by high artistry and intelligence. We did miss Bori, symbol of beloved Italy, the "flower" of Benelli's drama. Papi held the performance together with un' usual keenness and vigor. HALEVY'S "La Juive" is neither a convinc ing exposition of medieval anti-sem- itism nor a piece of much value as music. Its charac ters, with one ex ception, lack real conviction from the moment that Leopold, the double - crossing Goy, appears be' fore the town pump of Constance until the final cur* tain, when Rachel, the double-crossed, does her last high dive into the well- boiled oil. The Cardinal sobs for pity as cardinals never do; the Princess is sweetly sappish. A silly libretto hooked up to an empty and tawdry score. Nevertheless, "La Juive" at Ravinia doesn't mean an evening wasted; be cause Martinelli, always a great singer, manages to make 'a real stage picture out of the old Jew Eleasar. And if you have seen the illustrious tenor's ham histrionics in, say, "Fedora," the above statement will come as a decided shock. For pat example, take the scene in the ante-chamber of the Cardinal's council room. Eleasar can save his adopted daughter's life by revealing her identity to her real papa, his life-long enemy. A hackneyed draamtic issue which Martinelli debates with himself in succulent tune over tinkling domi nants and tonics. Yet the synthesis is overwhelming; it leaves you gasping much as you gasp at Chaliapin's scene with the spectre in "Boris," or at Stokowski's reading of the Fire-Bird Suite. The vocal laurels, however, must not all go to Martinelli. Rethberg is sing ing this summer as she has never sung before. Rothier, fresh from the Devil THE CHICAGOAN 27 in Faust the night before, bowled out some huge round notes. And Mojica, MacBeth, D'Angelo and Cehanovsky took able care of some minor parts. "I'HEURE ESPANOLE," Ravel's L, witty one-acter, will have its Ravinia premiere later in the summer unless M. Eckstein is forestalled by the Highland Park Vigilance Committee. The Spanish Hour is an intimate and racy little comedy, well-designed for a smallish open air theatre, and as its value as entertainment lies, in goodly degree, in an understanding of the text, a condensation of same is herewith ap pended. Ramiro, a husky Spanish multeteer, calls on Torquemada, well known clock- maker of Toledo, to have his watch re paired. Before the ancient craftsman can begin his job he is called away to set the clock in the tower of the town hall and his sprightly young wife, ex pecting her regular weekly call from a couple of Spanish boy friends, is left to entertain as best she can the stalwart but stupid mule-driver. She gets him out of the way of Gonsalve, a young poet and the first-comer, by asking him to move a large grandfather's clock into her bedroom. But Gonsalve is more poetically verbose than amorous. Ra miro returns, well-pleased that he may concentrate on some manual task rather than engage in conversation with the terrifying beauty. He is asked to hoist another clock into the boudoir. So he carries on, first carting Gonsalve up the stairs and into the bed-room, then obliviously returning him to the shop. He repeats the same process with Inigo, a very fat banker. But the banker is none too highly endowed by nature, and he is too good-humoured besides to please the clock-maker's lady. She manoevuers both suitors, in their respective clocks back to the work-shop, and when Ramiro asks for his next task she leads him, sans horloge, up the stairs, for she has at last been impressed by the manly ease with which he moves the furniture, and it is he who is re warded with the Spanish hour. The banker and poet, still in their clocks, greet the returning husband with a salvo of "cuckoos." The opera, first heard in 1911 at the Comique, boasts a sparkling score, filled with the now harmless parallel fifths and altered chords of Debussy and frequent suggestions of the Spanish dance rhythms that Ravel loves so well. It ends with a rousing quintet in RODEO POLO TOURNAMENT ONWENTSIA, LAKE FOREST CHICAGO RIDING CLUB, CHICAGO GRASSMERE FARM, BARRINGTON, ILL. NORTH SHORE POLO CLUB, GLENVIEW, ILL. 124TH FIELD ARTILLERY, CHICAGO FREEBOOTERS, CHICAGO Chicago's Finest Horsemen in Polo Matches, vying in daring and thrills with the breathtaking Contests of Champion Cowboys and Cowgirls . . . Bronk Riding, Relay Races, Roping, Steer Wrestling, Trick Roping, Steer Riding, Fancy Riding, Wild Horse Races at the World's Championship RODEO SOLDIER FIELD Every Afternoon and Night JULY 28 - AUGUST 5 Habanera movement. We herewith humbly request that Hasselmans wield the baton, that Gall play Concepcion, the heroine, as she doubtless will, and that Mojica, by all means, be awarded the role of Gonsalve, the garrulous poet, as it is made to order for him. As complementary orchestral program (for the piece doesn't fill an evening) let us have some Debussy, some De Falla and a smattering of the orches tral works of good old Isaac Albeniz;. La Capricciosa and Allegro, two rum- tum-tiddle compositions for solo violin, have been recorded for Victor by twelve- year-old Yehudi Mehu'nin. This roly- poly Wunderkind was one of the thrills of last year's New York musical season. There is a firmness and maturity to his playing that speaks well for his future. Piece Heroique (Cesar Franck) is that nov elty, a successful organ recording. Made by Marcel Dupre, organiste titulaire of Notre Dame in Paris, it is characteris tically majestic and sonorous. Indefatigably carrying on with its campaign of Schubert for President, Columbia has issued the Sonata in A Major, played by Myra Hess, for whose gifts we have only a limited enthusiasm. And anyway, what with Schubert recorded almost in toto and the Unfinished Symphony fin ished by a Scandinavian, hasn't this busi ness gone far enough? 28 THE CHICAGOAN elk BLACK HILLS OF SOUTH DAKOTA An Enchanting Vacation Land AS President Coolidge said in his speech of last June, "I have never seen any thing which excels it," sums up in a few words the beauty and grandeur of this nearest of all Western playgrounds. Health-recuperating climate and exhilarating waters, virgin forests of cool and fragrant pines, streams alive with trout, p i ke, pi eke re 1 and shad, strangely beautiful rock form a t ion s, wind ing motor roads, large easy riding busses, comfortable '"hotels and lodges— a vacation land for the millions. *The new metropolitan Hotel Al"x Johnson at Rapid City is note ready to receive summer visitors to the Black Only $36.65 Chicago to Rapid City and return June to September, inclusive. Choice of three direct routes and fine fast trains from Chicago via Chicago & North Western. You may go one way and return an other. Let us send you free il lustrated booklets and detailed in formation. Apply TICKET OFFICES 148 So. Clark St. Phone Dearborn 2323 226 W. Jackson St. Phone Dearborn 2121 CHICAGO «£ Pass. Terminal Phone Dearborn 2323 Pass. Information Phone Dearborn 2060 NORTHWESTERN RAILWAY What I want, my good man, is the newspaper with the best, most up-to-date- and yet not too exciting — financial page." Newsprint The Market Edition AT the time of this writing the local i newspapers have spent something like $10,000 with each other calling the attention of the public to the best financial page in the city. In each an nouncement, by coincidence, the par ticular paper advertising has the best financial department. An ideal condi tion. Not attempting to be accurate his torically, it appears that the Herald' Examiner fired the first gun by extens ive announcements on the billboards flanking the elevated stations. The Chicago Daily T^lews parried with a series of advertisements showing that to obtain the startling accuracy and punctuality of their financial page they had ceased setting the figures on lino type machines and had gone to hand-set composition — at a terrific but eminently justified cost. TWQCWICAGQAN 29 The Journal, after thirty days under new ownership, paid in cash or other wise $3,050 for a page in the Tribune listing the achievements of its new man agement and particularly stressing three nightly pages of financial news. The ink was barely dried when the J^ews, which some time ago created the Blue Streak for its final sport edition, announced a new special afternoon edi tion — the Red Streak, to contain the final markets. Sport followers ex pressed the hope, after reading the an nouncement, that financial fans would fare better than sport fans have with the Blue Streak. Almost immediately after the editorial department had built up a reputation for the Blue Streak, the circulation department apparently forced this colored line on a series of editions, so the purchaser today is about as likely to get four innings of the Cubs game as the full nine and the box score. IT then remained for the Chicago Evening American to call attention, in full page advertisements, to the fact that the quotations from the stock markets are common property — that every paper prints them— that it is ab- . surd for any newspaper to claim any particular advantage in this department — and that while the rest of the papers had been ballyhooing the American had improved its market service and was as good as the best; maybe a little bet ter. So the public has had, at least, not to say at last, the refreshing picture of the newspapers actually bragging about an editorial feature instead of endless recurring advertisements showing that during the month of May the paper speaking carried more salmon, beach jewelry and kiddy car advertising than any two competitors combined. Now that the spotlight has been thrown on the financial pages by the newspapers themselves, it is just as well to take a thorough look at them. All reflect mightily on the lack of initia tive shown by the editorial depart ments, since the evidence is that they were forced into the background and beaten into submission by the adver tising and circulation forces. IN the last seven or eight years, the * number of people interested in stocks and bonds has increased to an astound ing figure. Ten years ago, glancing at the financial page was a practice of the few. 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The Chicagoan will follow you — making its first fornightly arrival three weeks after notice — if you will fill in the ap pended form. (Name) - (New address) _. (Old address) „_ (Date of change) TI4ECUICAG0AN if— you have never worn "tailored by Scheyer" clothes, or if you have, you can for a limited time, obtain America's finest ready-to-wear gar ments at a substantial saving. A reduction of from 25% to 33 1/3% on all Colored Shirts Neckwear Hosiery Felt and Straw Hats Sundell -Thornton Jackson Blvd. at Wabash Kimball Bldg. TEL. HARRISON 2680 J^^Sssvs, ¦*mVi» Good show, Gerald? Very favorably reviewed in The Chicagoan. And the time? Eight-thirty; why? But Gerald, it's eight-ten now — My dear, yon know I always make my selection of tickets at COUTHOUI awe or with a doubting grin. Today, almost anyone interested in Lindberg or Al Smith is equally interested in the ups and downs of some species of stock. About all the Chicago newspapers have really done about it is to set the quotations in a little larger type, drop a letter in here and there, dividing the long expanse of figures alphabetically, and, at infrequent intervals, to have an old fashioned and duly gloomy "finan' cial editor" write a couple of sticks for the first page when 4,000,000 shares * 'Now be sure and write to me. Just remember — Lake Acconanacwatassessee, Tippinagennaggo County" have been sold in a day, or General Motors has jumped 36 points. The Damon Runyans, Philip Kings' leys, James O'Donnell Bennetts, Bob Caseys, Westbrook Peglers, Ralph Can' nons, Edward Price Bells, Genevieve Forbes-Herricks and Ashton Stevens remain on sports, politics, amusements and fluff. THE dailies print columns of mat' ter each day instructing people how to play bridge, how to play golf, how to work crossword pussies and how to bake monstrous dishes, but their financial pages remain about as inter' esting and instructive as the "Twenty five (and even, mind you, fifty) years ago" columns. Practically every scrap of news is wired from New York. Local stocks, about which the general public might be given some firsthand information, are listed in one line of six'point. A note that thirty new Chicago million aires were made in the last advance of the stock market won two lines in eight point on one financial page. Investors in B 6? K, Q. R. S., North western Railroad and many other stocks saw their money almost double at some period within the last two years. No one heard about it from the newspapers that devote seven'column streamers on the sport page to the tidings that Dew drop came home in the fifth race at Empire City paying 15 to 1. There being, no doubt, a total of $18 bet on her. In the last ten years, three things new in newspaper tradition have grasped and held public interest, the movies, the radio, and the stock market. The newspapers neglect pictures, seem unable to figure out how to present radio news entertainingly, and have left the stock markets to the same musty old school of writers that handled it a quarters of a century ago. — EZRA. TI4ECI4ICACOAN 31 London, England Dear Chicagoan: FOLLOWING the brilliance of Ascot and the excitement attend ant on the arrival of Miss Earhart of Chicago, whose modesty and charm has endeared her to Londoners, interest now centers on other visitors of note among whom may be mentioned Sir Ofori Atta. Sir Ofori is a "paramount chief" as he calls himself of the Gold Coast, and his mission is to put Akim Abuakwa on the map. When seen at Whitehall the other day, the chief was in splendid array, being attired in mag nificent silk robes and carrying an um brella of blue, red and green. He al ways wears his golden crown when seen in public and his ebon fingers are dec orated with huge bands of gold as were the sandals worn minus socks. Professional men seem to have chosen the past week of gayety for get ting in trouble. Lord Terrington and Mr. Harold Lloyd, namesake of the cinema comedian, and a prominent so licitor of South Wales, were both con victed on charges of fraudulent con version of money which elicited scath ing remarks from the Lord Chief Jus tice, as did a few doctors who are vieing with the solicitors. Dr. Harold Foster Strickland of Beckenham has been struck off the medical register for being too friendly with a married pa tient. The General Medical Council, which functions as a Revolutionary Tribunal in this country, decided that the words "Dora, my darlingest and beloved child" which appeared in one of his letters were not consistent with the strictly platonic friendship which the doctor claimed. FOLLOWING a function where all the contemporary literary celebrities were gathered and at which they all told each other how good they were, Sir James Barrie commented that the one place where the immortals are never seen is at the speakers' table. By way of brightening the United Kingdom, a movement recently started and growing as fast as English con servatism will allow, the Southern Rail way has applied to the Railway Rates Tribunal, the British I. C. C, for sanc tion to reduce the tariff on the trans portation of street organs, as by so doing it enabled organ grinders to travel farther afield and so that was the company's contribution towards a brighter United Kingdom. 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Western Railway, not to be outdone, now has a virtual monopoly of mile-a- minute runs, and has added to their already large number of high speed trains the " Shakespeare" express, which does the ninety'One miles from London to Stratford-on'Avon in the same num' ber of minutes. COINCIDENT with the "loss" of a 22 3 'year-old grandfather clock made for Charles II by Thomas Tom- pion in 1695 which is of fabulous value, the Wilton Diptych, a composi' tion painted for Richard II not long after he succeeded his grandfather Ed ward III in 1377, has been "found" in the possession of the Earl of Pembroke, who has consented to allow it to be viewed by art lovers. On the left wing of the diptych the young king is shown kneeling at the shrine of "Our Lady of Pewe," and behind him is the rather incongruous grouping of John the Bap tist, Edward the Confessor and Ed mund. The robe of the king as rep resented is most ornate, being powdered with White Harts, even the angels, of which there are a goodly number, lend ing beatification to the warlike Rich ard by wearing the White Heart sym bol of royalty. The Earl of Pembroke has definitely silenced the rumours that the picture will be permitted to leave the country, and has added that it has already been "ear-marked" for the na tional collections. English art lovers therefore are now satisfied as to the whereabouts of the masterpiece, which had remained in obscurity for a large number of years. After a nine-hour marathon prayer meeting held at Caxton Hall last week anent the proposed changes in the prayer book, Mr. J. A. R. Cairns rose to remark that "what we all want is what the old people call the grace of God — I call it a sense of humour." Un disturbed by the church controversy vexing the nation, several devout churchpeople of Hethersage in Derby shire gathered at the grave of "Little John," Robin Hood's trusty yeoman, to honor his memory. Hethersage folks resent Scotland's and Ireland's claim to the bones, and point to a quaint old his tory which records that "in Murray land in ye Kirke of Pette, thare ye banis of lytill John remanis in gret ad- miratioun of pepill." With sentiments of profound esteem, I am Very sincerely yours, E. S. Kennedy. Naturally — The Chicagoan — wherever life is graceful, dis criminating, pleasantly literate. j s v. FORTHCOMING divertissements encompass a pointed paragraphing of All the Sad Young Men by James Weber Linn, Randolph Wells' intimate revelations of A Retiring Cham pion, a precise report on A Chicagoan in Geneva by Samuel Putnam, Francis Coughlin's personally conducted inspection of The Local Lido, more of Arthur Bissell's vivid reminis cences of Old Prairie Avenue Days and not one but several Home Movie Scenarios by Gene Markey. The next Chicagoan — instantly identifiable by Richard Salmon's sparkling cover portrait of The Impeccable Poloist — will brighten the better bookstalls August 11. r OheCKar MASH 400' The model illustrated ahove exemplifies the modem new beaut y of t ht^'400" series. 1 t is the Advanced Six .liubassador " rfT HAS been the dominating ambition of '-'my whole manufacturing experience to develop a line of cars of moderate price which would have everything in the way of appear ance, performance, comfort, and quality offered by the costliest cars. 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