brfnic^br- Eodi cember 15.19 Price 15 I Reg. U. S. Pat. Off. P AV (G K AV R Packard was horn into the world of taste and refine ment, and in that world its leadership continues supreme Packard has always designed and built for the discriminating. It chose that market deliberately thirty years ago and today would not know how to sacrifice quality and build cheaply. But taste and appreciation grow with leisure and means — a reflection of our national prosperity. This generation numbers in the thousands those who may gratify their love of fine things, where there were but hundreds a quarter century ago. Packard's clientele includes an increas ing number of men and women of distinction who now may have the car they have always admired and wanted. Packard cars today, with the grace of their characteristic lines enhanced— their enriched beauty of finish and appointments, their almost magical riding and driving comfort — offer literally a new luxury in motoring to a distinguished and rapidly growing international patronage. ASK THE MAN WHO OWNS ONE ^ .^ whirling through a Christmas Shopping List becomes practically pain less, audi indeed even a pleasure when one is smart enough to concentrate all of one's purchasing on the First Floor of THE STORE FOR MEN MARSHALL FIELD &> COMPANY 2 TMECWICAGOAN STAGE Musical Comedy THE FIVE O'CLOCK GIRL— Woods, 54 West Randolph. Central 8240. Mary Eaton and Oscar Shaw in a pleasant, sat' isfying musical piece in which, however, Pert Kelton, comedienne, grabs off most of the cut flowers. A lively, tuneful, ade- quate show. Curtain 8:20. Sat. and Wed. 2:20. RIO RITA — Illinois, 65 East Jackson. Hap rison 6510. An opulent and crowded exhibit dealing with somewhat decorous love along the torrid Rio Grande. Zeig- feld's girls, the Albertina Rasch ballet, Ethelind Terry, J. Harold Murray and his twcgun voice, one singable song, some vest-warming comedy and a bum plot. See it. Curtain 8:20. Sat. and Wed. 2:20. GOLDEH DAWN— Four Cohans, 119 North Clark. Central 8240. A musical display dished up by Oscar Hammerstein. To be reviewed. BLOSSOM TIME— Studebaker, 418 South Michigan. Harrison 2792. This Franz Shubert classic, grandpapa of all oper' ettas, revived for a run on the boulevard. To be inspected, also, by Charles "Dark Island" Collins. HOBODTS GIRL— Majestic, 22 West Monroe. Central 8240. You can bet, however, that the heroine, Use Marvenga, gets her man, Roy Cropper, before the finale. A light operetta. MT MARYLAND— 21 Quincy. Central 8240. A Romberg passionale reviving Stonewall Jackson and rejuvenating Bar bara Frietchie, in this version a young and lovely gal. A swinging evening, with male voices in the chorus. Curtain 8:15. Sat. and Wed. 2:15. Drama IK ABRAHAM'S BOSOM— Playhouse, 410 South Michigan. Harrison 2300. An exciting detonation of Negro emo' tions in a moving and tragic stage piece superbly done. Reviewed in this issue by Charles Collins on page 20. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. PORGY — Blackstone, 60 East Seventh. Har rison 6609. The New York Theatre Guild sponsor for this splendid play in a run already extended to meet local demand. A Negro play with Negro ac tors which bids fair to be the high point of the present dramatic season. By all means. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. THE FROHT PAGE— Erlanger, 127 North Clark. State 2461. Ben Hecht and "Bugs" McArthur, fathers of this whoop THE CHICAGOAN PRESENTS Her Amusement, by Clarence Biers..Cover Current Entertainment for the Fortnight Ending Dec. 15 Page 2 Ear, Eye and Table Food 4 Notes and Comment By Martin J. Quigley 9 Intimate Chicago Views, by Burton Browne 10 The Gridiron Finale, by Charles Collins 11 Femininity 12 The Casino Club, by Graham Aldis.... 13 This DeLuxe Mode 14 Five Decades in a Bar Room, by Wallace Rice 15 Ladies' Mounts, by Garret Price 16 Georgio Polacco — Chicagoan, by Robert Pollak 17 Viewpoint, by Shermund 18 Overtones, by Blanche Goodman Eisendrath 18 Chicago After Midnight, by Caba.... 19 Good Theatres, by C. A. Anderson.... 20 Interference, by Nat Karson 21 Adventures in Insomnia, by Francis C. Coughlin and J. H. E. Clark 22 Music, by Robert Pollak 26 Wax Works 27 Newsprint, by Ezra 28 The Old Grad, by Parke Cummings.... 29 The Cinema, by William. R. Weaver.,.. 30 Holiday Screenings 31 For the Children, by Dorothy Aldis.. 32 The Mail 33 Books, by Susan Wilbur 34 The Roving Reporter, by Francis C. Ccmghlin 36 The Chicagoenne, by Arcye Will 38 Town Talk 42 on the prairie, have the town by the ears with this gaudy newspaper piece. Oh, sure, see it! Perhaps it's not best to bring Grandma. Curtain 8:30. Sat. arid Wed. 2:30. To be reviewed anon. THE TRIAL OF MART DUGAN— Adelphi, 11 North Clark. Randolph 4466. Blonde Ann Harding in a con* vincing and nerve-testing melodrama deal' ing freshly and accurately with crime and hence a bright light in the morass of current stage piffle about the wrong-doer. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. THE SKULL— Princess, 159 South Clark. Central 8240. One of the current goose* flesh raisers and, so far as this observer is concerned, a sorry mess of biscuits. Nevertheless, it's going great guns. Cur* tain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. PARIS BOUND— Harris, 170 North Dear* born. Central 1880. A comedy to be reviewed at a later date. Madge Ken* nedy stars. Curtain 8:30 (presumably) and the usual 2:30's. THE SHANNONS OF BROADWAY— Cort, 132 North Dearborn. Central 0019. A somewhat hackneyed skit re viewed by Mr. Collins on page 20. Cur* tain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. THE INSPECTOR GENERAL— Goodman Memorial. Lakefront at Monroe. Cen* tral 7085. A Russian comedy after Go* gol and done in an interesting fashion. Worth an evening. Barrie's "Dear Bru* tus" to follow at this listing, date un* known. Curtain 8:15. Friday mat. 2:15. No Sunday performance. MINTURN CENTRAL— 64 East Van Buren. Harrison 5800. Second season runs of last year's hits. A chance for the negligent theatre goer to catch up on his stage attendance. Pretty well per* formed. Call the box office for timelier information. CHATEAU— Broadway at Grace. Lake* view 7170. See above and use the tele* phone if you are so minded. "Abie's- Irish Rose" was going strong here when last we heard of it. Vaudeville THE PALACE— 159 West Randolph. State 6977. Headliners on the Keith* Albee circuit twice daily, 2:15 and 8:15. Telephone for weekly programs. STATE LAKE— 190 North State. Dear* born 6204. Orpheum vaudeville in weekly doses. Telephone, also. Burlesque, Tsk, Tsk! See Dr. Coughlin's loving description of local burlesque chastely distributed on pages 22 and 23. Whisper for information. [continued on page 4] The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; published fortnightly by The Chicagoan Publishing Co., 407 South Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. New York Office: 656 Fifth Ave.' -Los Angeles Office 5617 Hollywood Blvd. Subscription $3.00 annually, single copies 15c. Vol. VI, No. 6— For the Fortnight ending December 15. (On sale December 1.) Entered as second class matter at the Post-Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1879. TUECI4ICAG0AN 3 Ch ax . A . Jtevenx . & . Etc/ The Gift You Hate to Give Away Or, a study of a Person in a Quandary. She's just come from the Gift Galleries, where she found all sorts of clever "Accessories for the House" . . . Leather Poufs . . . colorful Imported Ceramics . . . quixotic little Brass Animals . . . bits of Bronze by such moderns as Le Faguays and Fanny Rozet. And now she wants to keep them all herself! Rarity in Gifts* •Trademarks Registered 1928 Balcony 4 TUECUICAGOAN MUSIC Chicago Civic Opera in 18th year. Audi torium theatre every night, Sunday ex cepted. Matinee, Sat. and Sun. Call Harrison 1240 for program information. Chicago Symphony Orchestra, the 38th year. Orchestra Hall. Regular subscrip tion program, Friday afternoon, Saturday evening (the same program). Sixteen Popular concerts during the season, ap proximately every other Thursday eve ning. Tuesday afternoon series, a bit heavier than the Pop concerts, the second and fourth Tuesday of each month. Call Harrison 0363 for program information. Concerts — Mischa Elman, violinist, Or chestra Hall, December 2, 2:30. Flon- zaley Quartette, The Playhouse, Decem ber 2, 3:30. Mendelssohn Club, first concert, December 6, 8:15. La Argen tina, Spanish dancer, recital, Studebaker Theatre, Sunday afternoon, Dec. 9th, 3:30. Jan Chiapusso, pianist, Playhouse, Sunday afternoon, Dec. 9th, 3:30. Brah ma Quartet, vocal chamber music con cert, Kimball Hall, Dec. 12th, 8:15. Mary McCormic, soprano, Studebaker Theatre, Dec. 16th, 3:30. Vira Mirova, dancer, Playhouse, Dec. 16th, 3:30. Marion Tal- ley, soprano, Auditorium Theatre, Sun day, Dec. 16th, 8:15 p. m. CINEMA UHITED ARTISTS— Randolph at Dear born — Consistently the Town's best cinema. Usually the best show. Always the best people. Continuous daily. Mid night show Saturday. McVICKERS— 25 W. Madison— Second best cinema downtown. Imminently the shrine of the speaking screen. Continu ous. Midnight show Saturday. Pictures only. ROOSEVELT— 110 N. State— A close sec ond to the McVickers. Identical in policy. CHICAGO— State at Lake— The Big Show of the Town and like Big Shows always are. Miscellaneous performance, varied policy, but a generally high type clientele. Continuous daily. ORIENTAL— 20 W. Randolph— A novelty place where anything may happen and most things do. The youngest crowd in Town. Continuous. MONROE — Monroe at Dearborn — Off the beaten track in location and attraction, but a nice place to see a motion picture, usually with Movietone. Continuous and quiet. ORPHEUM— State at Monroe— Confined strictly to exhibition of audible attrac tions, most of them good. Very narrow seats. Motley clientele. Continuous. North Granada, Uptown and Sheridan in about that order. Pictures, stage performances, crowds. Good neighborhood cinemas. South Avalon, Tivoli and Piccadilly as listed. Architectural novelty an added attraction at the first. History adorns the second. Convenience stamps the third. West Marbro, Paradise, Senate, Harding and a cluster of slightly lesser auditoriums make cinema attendance easy for the resident and inconvenient for your Baedeker. All exhibit pictures. [listings begin on page 2] TABLES BLACKSTOKE HOTEL — 656 South Michigan. Harrison 4300. A most proper and luxurious inn with the niceties of civilization at the dweller's disposal. A high point. Margraff's music. August Dittrich is maitre d'hotel. STEVENS HOTEL— 730 South Michigan. Wabash 4400. A huge establishment very briskly and competently adminis tered. Husk O'Hare in the main dining room for dancing from 6:30 until 9:30. Stalder is headwaiter. COHGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. Peacock Alley, The Balloon Room, Johnny Hamp's band — all suave and worldly adjuncts to a suave and worldly mode of life on the boulevard. A show place. Ray Barrec is headwaiter. PALMER HOUSE — State at Monroe. Randolph 7500. A commercial stopping place in the center of things. Gracious and comfortable. An exceptionally good orchestra. Mutschler is headwaiter. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— Marine Dining Room. Longbeach 6000. Proper and pleasant, the Marine Room offers dining and dancing. Food is excellent. And the music by Ted Fiorito rather more than that. Very nice people. Wil liam is headwaiter. CLUB AMBASSADEUR— 226 East On tario. Delaware 0930. One of the best night places. Wakeful and knowing with good people, a sinful band, luxurious fit tings, hostesses and entertainment. Until 7 a. m. or something like that. Johnny Itta is headwaiter. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260, 3818, 3819. Also a worldly and wakeful club. A negro band under Pro fessor Tyler. Entertainment. Gay cus tomers. Good service. Gene Harris is headwaiter. GRANADA CAFE— 6800 Cottage Grove. Hyde Park 0646. A young, lively club with the best dance music yet, under the baton of Professor Guy Lombardo. Crowded on week-ends. Billy Leather is headwaiter. PETRUSHKA CLUB— 165 North Michi gan. Dearborn 4388. A very smooth, elegant Russian night place offering ex ceptional food, good dancing, plenty of color and the certain attendance of the people whose names are news. Khmara is master of ceremonies. Kinsky is chief servitor. CHEZ PIERRE— Ontario and Fairbanks Court. Superior 1347. A reliable, alert, well-known club long a Chicago institu* tion. Comfortable, hospitable, nicely set. Good people. Music by Hoffman. Paul is headwaiter. ST. HUBERTS OLD ENGLISH GRILL — 316 Federal. Wabash 0770. Impos ing victuals which go far to explain why the "tight little Isle" is distended. CAFE LOUISIANE— 1341 South Michi* gan. Michigan 1837. Victory 10533. Creole cooking is here a ritual acted out on the splendid pompano (rapturous fish!). Music for dancing. Time for dining. Mons. Max is headwaiter and an expert guide to the cuisine. CAFE OLD STAMBOUL— 39 East Oak. Delaware 1825. A Turkish kitchen un der the hand and eye of Mons. Mosgofian, the Stamboul serves a weird and tooth some platter. Highly perfumed and something of a show place. RED STAR INN— 1528 North Clark. Delaware 3942. German dishes sump tuously done in vast portions. As quaint and soothing a dining room as exists here about*. JULIEH'S— 1009 North Rush. Delaware 4341. Great eating at plain tables under the supervision of Mama Julien now, alas, a widow. A show place, mildly. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 West Madi son. Franklin 2363. A superior Loop place with a highly civilized menu, a string quartette from 6 to 8 p. m. of formal concert quality, and dishes in the American manner of cookery. CIRO'S— 18 West Walton. Delaware 2592. Highly notable edibles lovingly done in an exclusive eating place mostly in formal dress. Louis Steffins is table chief. FRASCATI— 619 Cass. Delaware 9669. A pleasant, competent Italian restaurant with deft service, nice people, notable dishes. JIM IRELAHD'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 North Clark. Delaware 4144. Sea foods in profusion until 4 a. m. or thereabouts. An after-theatre choice alike satisfying to soul and to esophagus. LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lakeshore Drive. Superior 8500. The apex of the suave, aloof Gold Coast, with wise and worldly patrons, impeccable service, superb kitchen. John Birgh is headwaiter. DRAKE HOTEL— Michigan Avenue at Lakeshore Drive. Superior 2200. Larg est of class hotels, the Drake is proper, enjoyable, extremely civilized for an eve ning of dining and dancing. Peter Ferris is headwaiter. Reservations made for Hotel Broadmoor, Colorado Springs. BELMOHT HOTEL— -31 56 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. In food, service and appointments a leader for the mid north- side. SHORELAND HOTEL— 5454 Southshore Drive. Centrally located for the south side and a comfortable, well victualled inn. SALLY'S— 4650 Sheridan Road. A break fast place with no reservations and few inhibitions patronized by a gay night gang until, say, 9 a. m. Merry. Impromptu. Amusing. CLUB APEX— 330 East 3 5th. Douglas 4878. A black and tan with something of Harlem whoopee about it. Conse quently a show place. Only if you like that sort of thing. If you do — fine. Jimmy Newman's band. Frankie Sine is headwaiter. THE CHICAGOAN s It Won't Be Long Now before the curtain will drop on the sale that has saved thousands of dollars for thrifty Chicagoans. No matter what you need for your home . . . for now ... or for the future . . . better hurry . . . and take advantage of Revell's Removal sale before the curtain drops! REVELL'S at WABASH and ADAMS 6 TME CHICAGOAN For that dull feeling during conversation TI7HEN such topics as the talkies, election pest le V mortems, and should-a-girl- smoke, have been squeezed of their juice, a somnolence sometimes settles upon my guests. In such an emergency I quote a quip from "Little About Everything." This invariably induces the company to become lyrical or witty, according to their bent And in this manner a good time is had by all. For that dull feeling at any time, I recommend a steady diet of "Little About Everything", conducted by A. G. S., on the editorial page of CHICAGO DAILY JOURNAL TWECUICAGOAN 7 Wg\ --.- A Gift Must Be Chic — jewels — handbags - - - perfumes - - - lingerie • • • lug gage ' " the thousand and one items that make shop ping at Saks'Fifth Avenue an unforgettable adven ture - - - are carefully selected - - - not only for them selves, but for their relation to the ensemble exclusive gifts for women — gifts for children*" gifts for men Saks-'Fiftk Avenue New York from time to time we make announcements of special importance, should you be interested, we will be pleased to add your name to our lists. 8 T14ECI4ICAGOAN ^ ¦ '"^-"v. "... the** ^ ***o«fe ^L ** 6 ^v ^ and at the highest peat offas/i ion stand the Footwear and ^ Smart Ensemble Acoeas^ 0f The Salon . . . individnal exclusive . . . when vieVe</ alone, or with eacnot/lei, TUe Salon of M*c ***"» aTL"* Wad er 1,so« CHICAGOAN THE proper moment may not yet have arrived for public consideration of Mestrovic's horses and Indian riders which stand sentinel at the new grand entrance to Grant Park, just south of Van Buren Street. The riders are still cloaked in a protecting burlap and the surrounding plasa has not yet attained a completed state. But even at this early date the type of horses which Mestrovic has supplied to his Indian riders is commencing to create wonderment — and wonderment which is more pained than pleasant. The aborigines' mounts are the heroic chargers of con ventional equine statuary. They are the full-bodied, ex pansive horses of William the Great and Bismarck; deep- girthed, great quarters, heavy neck, in a grand military curve, and the high step of a hackney. They are Per- cherons under the saddle. They are horses of a type which the North American Indian may have had pictured to him in his dreams of greatness but which he never saw in the flesh and certainly never roamed upon over the plains that are now Illinois, or anywhere else on this continent. Upon a basis of abstract artistic consideration Mestrovic's statues may amount to very fine achievements, just as the same might be true had he placed his Indians in new Ford automobiles. But there is an incongruity in placing these American Indians, who knew only the range-fed mus tang, upon these grand equines of the military parade and riding menage about which we feel there are likely to be some words, heated and otherwise, before the Mestrovic horses fade in as an accepted part of the Chicago land scape. ? THE B-G Sandwich Shops about Town display a wall-placard to the effect that "tipping is un-Ameri can." The experienced observer naturally assumes upon noting this message that it is merely an ingratiating gesture on the part of the management which is susceptible to any sort of treatment the customer desires to accord it. But it may happily be recorded that here is one place at least where the serving people not only do not invite gratuities but simply will not accept them. A patron was recently observed to have the return of a service fee he left tendered to him and upon his hesi tancy to accept the return was told that if he persisted in the effort to tip payment of his check would be refused and further patronage dispensed with. The evidence of a changing world accumulates. ? A DISTURBING example of what may be technically i referred to as hooey is the newspapers1 heroic effort to impress upon the public's consciousness the term, "a perfect crime." It now seems to have come to the pass that when any crime of violence does not appear readily explainable in the press offices, or when the animating motives are indeed ob scure, it is promptly described as "a perfect crime." The invention and use of the term rather than the deed to which it is called upon to refer is — we venture to say- — the nearer approach to the perfect crime. ? ,i . THE quality appeal in window displays has been dis lodged from its leading position. Throughout the Fall the working and moving model of the Opera, displayed in a window of the Peoples Gas Light and Coke Building, was the most heavily patron ised window in the Town. Occasional assaults upon its popularity were attempted by — 1 — Open air dentistry. 2 — The young lady who cleans rice from a dark carpet with a vacuum cleaner and thus achieves intricate and ornamental patterns. 3 — A window-full of rollicking puppies. The Opera model held fast its laurels until just lately when the Insull Interests, improving their already com manding position in the window bally-hoo industry of the Town, introduced in an Edison Building window a young lady in a dancing girl costume who busily manipulates throughout the day a massaging belt operated by an elec tric motor. This attraction has, as they say, stopped the traffic. The quality appeal in window display has thus finally yielded to the application of certain axioms of show busi ness which have been long and successfully employed by Messrs. Shubert and others. NINE o'clock in the evening and eight o'clock in the morning are quoted (by a professional with whom, happily, we were conferring unprofessionally) as the psychologically correct hours for hold-ups this season. Two A. M., formerly a favorite hour, is no longer ob served by professionals, although an amateur occasionally works at this hour. At nine in the evening enough people are about to make swift picking practicable, and there are city noises enough to cloak a disturbance. But, strangely enough, this is held to be only the second best hour. At eight in the morning people on the streets are hurrying, a bit sleepily, to Town. A running man attracts no special attention as he is plainly running for train, Elevated or bus. And thus hold-up men are confining their professional pursuits more nearly within the limits of the ordinary working day. — M ARTIN J. QUIGLEY. 10 TWE04ICAGOAN i i" Y'r ..r.r , Intimate Chicago Views Mr. Frederick Stock, of the Symphony, Is Serenaded by an Admirer TWt CHICAGOAN n Watch-Fobs for the Mini But Dickinson System Saps Iowa Won Championship ! By CHARLES COLLINS **' I HERE is reason to believe that 1 the title will stay in this com monwealth." Thus spoke Zarathustra, after crys tal-gazing at a football, in The Chi cagoan back in October, and this hedged prophecy, the odds against which were 3 1/3 to 1, came true. For the second consecutive year the symbols of championship in the West ern ("Big Ten") Conference will dangle at the belts of the young men who wear the orange and blue of the University of Illi nois. For the fourth time in thirtyone years the eagles of vic tory are screaming at Urbana over unchallenged su premacy in the nation's toughest football league. But we do not intend to be too proud over our success in proph ecy. It has been a bitter season for soothsayers, and the best of us have no right to boast. After the paladins went into action and began to de stroy one another, all of the seers be came confused. Most of the teams were so evenly matched that it be came a guessing contest, with a new favorite al most every Satur day. Minnesota, Iowa, Wisconsin, Ohio State, Illi nois — each in turn was fancied for first place. The competition was so close that at the kick-offs of the last Saturday of the season there were five possible endings to the drama. There's sus pense for you. Never was a football season so trickily plotted. The year 1928 was the great mystery play of the gridiron. THE ebb and flow of battle ended with these results: Illinois won four games and lost one; Wisconsin won three games, lost one and tied one; Minnesota won four games and lost two; Ohio State won three games and Ye Comfileat Grid Fan Ends a Season Under Full lost two; Iowa won three games and lost two; Purdue won two games, lost two and tied one; Northwestern won two games and lost three; Michi gan won two games and lost three; Indiana won two games and lost four; Chicago won no games and lost five. The percentage system, which is generally used to estimate football standings although it is open to criti cism because it cancels tied games from the calculation, gives the follow ing rankings: Illinois 800 Wisconsin „ .750 Minnesota 667 Ohio State .. .600 Iowa 600 Purdue 500 Northwestern .400 Michigan 400 Indiana 333 Chicago 000 Thus, Illinois is in first place; Wis consin is in sec ond; Minnesota third, Ohio State and Iowa are tied for fourth; Pur due is in fifth; Northwestern and Michigan are tied for sixth; Indiana is in seventh; and Chicago is in eighth and last. There is, how ever, another method of arriv ing at the stand ings of football teams in any con ference. It is the invention of Pro fessor Dickinson of the University of Illinois, and it de- .1$ rives its validity from the fact that it counterbalances i easy schedules. J The Dickinson system follows a somewhat complex Equipment formula, which 12 TWECI4-ICAG0AN seeks to adjust victories of strong teams over weak oppo nents. Tied games find a place in the calculation. The first and second divisions of the league are determined by the percent age method, and then points are awarded, to strong and Ml, weak, according to the fortunes of war and Dickinsonian mathe matics. The Dickinson system, when applied to the Big Ten schedules of the past fifteen years, has usually named the team that was popularly considered the champion. In several cases where the title was in dispute between two or three teams, it has pointed to the team that was generally believed to be the best. A lively half hour with a lead pencil and Professor Dick inson's formula produces the following ranking for the Western Conference season of 1928: Iowa 21 points Illinois 20 points Wisconsin 20 points Michigan 20 points Minnesota 19.166 points Ohio State 18 points Northwestern 16 points Purdue 16 points Indiana 11.66 points «jr j Chicago 10 points In other words, Iowa is rated the strongest team. Michigan, who defeated two first division teams in "upsets," after occupying the mourner's bench with Chicago, leaps from a tie for fifth place to a tie for second place. Here is something to argue about until next October. The Chicagoan will supply Professor Dickinson's formula to any angry foot ball fanatic upon request with stamped and addressed envelope inclosed. THERE is another method of rank ing the contenders, and this is our own. It pays no attention to victories and defeats; rather, it seeks to establish a ratio between points scored by and against the various teams. After wear ing out another lead pencil, we arrived at this tabulation : can't hold a job on my business ability alone, I'm quit" Scored Team Scored by against Ratio Illinois 67 10 6.70 Wisconsin 64 25 2.56 Minnesota 90 36 2.50 Ohio State 49 22 2.22 Purdue 79 41 1.92 Iowa 41 36 1.14 Michigan 20 . 37 0.54 Indiana 31 61 . 0.50 Northwestern ..17 37 0.46 Chicago 7 151 0.05 The value of these ratios is disturbed by the erratic hehavior of Chicago, which played a fairly strong defensive game against Iowa, but weakened be fore Minnesota and Wisconsin, and permitted Purdue and Illinois to run amuck. Except for that game in the rain, when the Maroons couldn't stop end runs, the Illini would not be so far out in front. This season was high water-mark in the Big Ten. This was its strongest year. There was no overshadowing team, but there were five — Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin, Minnesota and Ohio State— that could hold their own or better with the giants of the game on any section of the map. There was only one really weak team— Chicago — and it had potential strength, mani fested by fits and starts. The Maroons, weak of line, had a brilliant offensive which they maintained consistently in only one game — their intersectional contest with Pennsylvania. THE major intersectionals revealed the dominating power of the Western Conference. Three games were won; two were tied; one was lost. Wisconsin defeated Alabama; Indiana tamed Oklahoma; and Northwestern closed its season with high honor by crushing Dartmouth. Ohio State tied with Princeton, and Michigan with the Navy. Chicago had its game with Pennsylvania tied, two touchdowns apiece, until the last minute of play when a lucky long pass turned the scales for the invaders. This unfor tunate team, which gave Chicago its darkest year in football, has heard few compliments, so let us quote Walter Steffen, coach of Carnegie Tech, which came close to the national championship: "That day the Ma roons were a great team, equal to any thing in the East." If the weakest was so strong against the invader, what could the bucko gangs of the first division have done against the pick of the land? Ohio State hinted at the proper answer by tying Princeton; but Northwestern, of the second division, threw clear light on the subject by subduing dangerous Dartmouth, 27 to 6, in the prettiest game of the fall. The Western Conference has cause for pride this year, and each of its ten colleges except Chicago has reason for pride. Michigan may wear its cap at an especially rakish tilt because of its gallant and successful uphill fight. As for the Maroons — well, there was a double rainbow in the sky the after noon Illinois ran circles around their ends. In addition to that symbol of hope, the alumni are gritting their teeth and assembling, not in the usual indignation meetings, but in prayer. TU£ CHICAGOAN 13 Casino Club members await the opening of their new building December i Chicago Clubs; An Inquiry III. — The Casino Club By graham aldis UNIQUE is The Casino because it is an institution conceived for the exact purpose which it has fulfilled, namely as a smart club in which ladies and gentlemen of social position may gayly enjoy themselves together. The glory of its conception belongs to Mrs. Howard Linn. She originated the idea that such a thing should exist and then promoted her idea. The triumph of its success from this begin ning belongs to Mrs. Joseph Coleman, whose tireless energies, good humor and sound judgment have carried it along on a continuous wave of success and prosperity. She has been its first, its last, and its in-between president,— always the unanimous choice on the first ballot. Its "chic" and smart career is un doubtedly in part due to the "chic" and smart decorations which the genius of Mrs. John Alden Carpenter con ceived and in a large part carried out. Of course, there has been minor male help. Arthur Heun contributed his quota to taste; and undoubtedly food, drink, and bookkeeping have been ma terially aided by the Messrs. Eames McVeagh, Howard Gillette, Barrett Wendell, and probably other useful but forgotten males. But the Glory and Success of The Casino must be passed to the Ladies! IT is one of the few clubs in Chicago of which it could properly be said that "social position" is practically a prerequisite. When it opened on De cember 12, 1914, its roster showed 400 socially prominent Chicago people — an obvious comparison with the original New York "400." This membership list included the social elite of the city although there were several of enviable position who did not choose to belong, some of them men whose wives had joined. The Casino is individualistic: It has a steadfast rule that only mem bers may enjoy its privileges. Its object, like that of a man's club, is purely social, in at least a semi- formal sense. One does not drop in at The Casino. There is no library, no lounge, only the formal rooms. Oc casionally the members assemble of a Sunday evening for a "dutch treat" supper but normally one entertains or is entertained by pre-arrangement at luncheon, at tea, at dinner or at a dance. For balls or very large gather ings its size is inadequate and under the low ceiling the western twang of the Chicagoenne reverberates rather loudly. The result is vocal racket which is sometimes exhausting. But for any smaller functions its facilities are ideal. In addition to its appearance, its membership, and its excellent situation, it has had one other distinction and continuous advantage. That is its food. The cuisine has always been excep tional in quality and, in fact, rather distinguished. Your average Maitre d'Hotel can do well enough for a small party. But to serve food with any trace of distinction to fifty or a hun dred diners is a test which he can rare ly pass successfully, as those who are in the habit of dining en masse will 14 TWE CHICAGOAN 'How many pints, sir?' readily testify. To the palate of the present writer, the home cooking and food quality of the little Cliffdweller's Club and the more pretentious cuisine of The Casino are particularly stamped as having "character" of their own, standing out of the ordinary. This is rare among Chicago clubs of the pres ent day, where the kitchen is generally about as standardized and common place as is the current American school of landscape painting. THIS is perhaps the place to men tion "Eddie," enshrined as he is in the hearts of a decade of debutantes, and matrons. The perfection of the Club's service was his creation, but above and beyond that, he was the confidante, voluntary or involuntary, but always helpful and discreet, of an entire Social Register. A paragon was Eddie, with more head and heart and less chest than any of his profession which this writer has ever known. It is sad that his Stewardship must be chronicled in the past tense, but now, a landed proprietor 'tis said, he oper ates a North side restaurant of his own. However, the history of the club brings forth the fact that it has had its troubles. Back in 1921 it was the scene of a private "harem party," which resulted in the solemn shaking of conservative heads. Mr. Hearst's local scandaleers were much rejoiced at the episode: They took it as a portent that at last Chicago was coming into its own as a source of titillating society copy. No longer need they look ex clusively to Long Island for items of this sort. They played the story up for all, and in fact for considerably more than, it was worth. Aroused by the reports of such intriguing doings, the local prohibs for once overcame their reluctance to investigate the pleas ures of the highly placed and staged a series of sensational raids. The next dance, given on behalf of one of the season's demurer debutantes, was the scene of the first offensive. The bag was one youth with a flask. His standing as an invitee was, however, speedily denied. THE next effort was staged with elaborate precautions. One after noon a cordon of agents was secretly thrown around the club lot and to the clicking of newspaper cameras scaled the wire fence none too gracefully. They closed in, index fingers on trig gers, and captured — three lady mem bers drinking tea. The tea was not flavored with rum but, as the agents sourly admitted, with nothing but a good deal of lemon. The lady mem bers had hysterics and telephoned their lawful protectors. Gentlemen in pri vate offices on LaSalle Street had a wave of righteous indignation. Following many threats to report the whole af fair to Washington, the Prohibition Director of the day made a semi- apology in which he admitted that his subordinates had "overdone them selves." The Casino vote was saved for the Republican Party. Since that episode gatherings of the type chronicled in the society column have proceeded with complete freedom from Prohibitionist interference. If The Casino wished to blow its horn (which activity interests it not at all) it could probably claim most of the credit for the immunity which . Chi cago Society enjoys today. The whole business, however, had some repercussions within the Club's own membership. There were stern admonitions and a few of the more dis tressed elder members imagined that a bolshevist movement was on foot to up set the existing regime, and thronged to the annual meeting to prevent it. But the vote showed no evidence that the younger element wanted to assume the responsibilities of administration and since that time The Casino has occupied an important place in the in ner social life of the town with a mini mum of publicity. AS this is written the familiar pink i stucco clubhouse on Delaware Place — never more than a temporary affair, has been abandoned; the Palmer estate has sold the lot. Resisting the blandishments of apartment house pro moters to nestle upon their cornices, the club is now constructing a perma nent home at Delaware and Seneca, half a block to the east. Like the old, it will be a simple affair from designs of that competent pair of young bache lor architects, Frazier and Raftery — one story high of brick. The three sides of the building will enclose a garden. The interior will in the main conform to that of the old structure. Modestly hugging the ground, hid' den among the tall apartment hotels of Streeterville with their rash of white terra-cotta ornament and their regi ments of Generalissimo and Admiral- issimo doormen, the new Casino, like the old, will fitly exemplify the sim plicity of real smartness. [Note: Mr. Aldis' article is the third of a series noting aspects of fra ternal life as it is lived in the clubs of the town. the chicago and uni VERSITY Clubs have been discussed in PRECEDING ISSUES. Mr. CHARLES COLLINS TREATS OF THE CLIFF DWELLERS IN THE NEXT ARTICLE OF THE SERIES.] TWQ CHICAGOAN 15 Five Decades In a Bar Room III. Flavors in Beverages By WALLACE RICE CURIOUSLY at odds with the com mon sense of humanity is the statement frequently made that bever ages containing alcohol, wines, beers, liquors, cordials, have flavors which make them obnoxious to the unculti vated palate so that taste for them has to be slowly and painstakingly ac quired. Of course it is generally known that flavor is the expensive qualifica tion in all we eat and drink. A man can buy himself enough nutriment for a few cents a day to sustain life, but it will all be comparatively tasteless. As soon as food which tastes good is demanded, the extra quality which gives it its good taste has to be paid for. It is true of vegetables, fruits, meats, everything; and the better the taste the higher the price. Condiments, lacking all nutritive value, even when known to be injurious to the digestive organs, are nevertheless recommended by dieticians, because the flavor they impart mightily aids digestion. Now the most expensive things in the world that go into the human mouth as food and drink are certain alcoholic beverages. Rare old liquors sold for many dollars a bottle before prohibition and command a higher price since. Cordials in all their hundreds of varieties, home made and other, have always been expensive. And fine old wines actually sell for as much as a dollar a drop — all because they taste better than anything else in the world. One suspects that believers in the jdea that taste for such things is not natural and has to be acquired have never ex perimented with them. Of all the various tastes, the one latest to be acquired is a liking for bit terness. Yet the bitter ale and porter which my mother's physician prescribed for her, of which I was always given a sip, were grateful to me from the first. My three-year-old grandson, given his first taste of lager beer by his mother, paused an instant to get the new and surprising flavor, and reached out both hands toward the glass with a loud cry for "More!" My own children were with difficulty restrained from drain ing the cocktail glasses when a dinner party left them alone with them — in fact, the only effective restraint lay in emptying the glasses and washing them. IN 1864, while I was five years old, I had one memorable afternoon on the backstairs of the old Sherman House. It was during Civil War times and a great many drinks were being served in the rooms of the hotel, and the colored bellboys carried them in trays up these stairs. Colored men like children and like to gratify them when possible. Besides, I was the proprietor's son. So a polite request as each tray- f ul hove in sight for a sip out of each glass was complied with. I don't know how long it lasted, but it was long enough; I have seldom done better since. The whole crew of bellboys was in continently discharged and I was not allowed out of the house without my 'Looks like it's going to be a rough party — remind me to go to the psychoanalysisfs tomorrow" iVf THE CHICAGOAN governess for weeks on the plea that some of the boys might kidnap me in revenge. Just what they would have gained, I can't surmise; for I can re member it as a time when nobobdy seemed to want me. But certainly everything I tasted that day tasted good to me. Two years later Miss Clara Gage, afterward Mrs. Robert Clark, the daughter of David A. Gage, my fath er's partner in the hotel, borrowed me for a picnic at Riverside, then Mr. Gage's farm. Champagne was served at the luncheon, and my hostess and her guests did not give me any. But again the colored race was complaisant to the extent of two good sized tumblers of it. Needless to say, it tasted good. I went to sleep and slept all the way home; I was never troublesome at such times. My mother intimated to Miss Gage that she'd never trust me with her again. Miss Gage's logical reply was forthcoming: that she never should want me again. ON Sunday, November 10, 1867, I was eight years old, and I was going away to boarding school, the grammar school of Racine College, the next Wednesday. Ordinarily I took my meals in the nurses' and children's hall, south of the main dining-room, but that day I was allowed to sit with the family at their table near the door from the pantry; it was Sunday, it was my birthday, and I was going off to school. I have no recollection of what followed so that I could not have re garded it as important; my father told me of it long afterward. He turned to me as we seated our selves and said, "It's your birthday, Wallie, so you may order the wine." "We'll have sparkling moselle, please," said little Wallie. Amused, my father asked, "Why sparkling moselle?" "Be cause," said I, "it's the only wine on the list I haven't tasted, and if the boys at school ask me how it tastes I want to know so I can tell them." We had sparkling moselle, and it tasted good then and has tasted good ever since, whenever I could get it. If wines like it were procurable now, there would be vastly less croupy gin, gaggy whis key, and the like consumed by a thirsty and long suffering public. Of warm summer nights sherry and other cobblers were often ordered to our rooms, and I was always given a sip or two. This drink, observes the erudite Harry Johnson in his usually restrained and classical work, "The Bartender's Manual," "This drink is without doubt the most popular beverage in the coun try, with ladies as well as with gentle men." To make it a lump of sugar was crushed and dissolved in a little water at the bottom of a tall glass, with a quarter of a lemon, which was then charged with powdered ice and wine poured in to fill it full. The top of the ice was garnished with grapes, sliced pineapple, strawberries, and the like. The wine used was most gen erally sherry, but sauterne, hock, ca- tawba, or any white wine was also used. Let anybody try one to see if it does or does not taste good, every drop of it, especially one who has been reared on the glucose sweetened messes in vented in drug-stores for greensick girls. If it could be had there'd never be a sundae or any other effeminate goo sold in the United States. Paragraph Pastime Penelope's Man: The Homing Instinct, by John Erskine. (The Bobbs-Merrill Company.) Wherein the much wander ing Odysseus becomes Odysseus the much philandering, and John Erskine is once more copiously epigrammatic at the ex pense of all of us. The Wanderer, by Alain Fournier. Trans lated from the French by Francois Delisle. (Houghton Mifflin Company.) A boy is lost for three days from school and spends them in fairyland, or what might have seemed fairyland if it hadn't been that he managed to wear home the vest of his costume. He spends the rest of his youth trying to find the way back. THE CHICAGOAN 17 CI4ICAGOAN/ Not a Phantom of the Opera SOMEWHERE in the manifold re cesses of the old Auditorium Thea tre there is a small cubby-hole of an office that has upon its door the name, "Giorgio Polacco." Inside there is a desk littered with papers and letters with foreign cancellations. A single window looks out on the entrance to the Club Royale. The L, steel symbol of the angel of the opera, clatters by at too frequent intervals. In the cor ner opposite the door sits the maestro. His official title reads, "General Musi cal Director." In effect he is the gen tleman who is responsible for the aesthetic pace of one of the most com plex artistic organizations in the world. At the conductor's stand Polacco is apt to give the impression of more than ordinary height. His arms sweep out in wide curvatures as he communicates to his orchestra some of his own bril liance and vitality. Seated at a desk he gives, rather, an effect of compact ness and concentration. His figure is short, sturdy and alive, his features firmly molded. From behind collegiate tortoise-shells his eyes smolder until they catch fire from some new direc tion of the intellect. Then they are vivid, they dart about restlessly. The man's fine hands swing with his words in angular, decisive gestures. The dim lamp light reveals iron-grey hair, the dignified tint belonging to one who has struggled thirty years with recalcitrant orchestras, quiristers and soloists, that certain aesthetic purposes of his own might be realized. His career has been a long crescendo. Born in Venice fifty years ago, he spent his youth in a comfortable home study ing literature, philosophy and Ian- guages. As a bambino he listened to the famous Municipal Band on the Piazza San Marco: He learned to play the piano and the violin and today he has more than bowing acquaintance with every instrument of the modern or chestra. He was scarcely temperate in his efforts. In order to forestall ob jections to long hours of study and practice he used to take a bullseye lamp to bed with him and read the master pieces of the Continental literature, By ROBERT POLLAK. Signor Georgio Polacco Russian, Italian, German and French — all in the original — until three and four in the morning. He still tells of the night he burnt olive-oil in his lamp. The stench raised the entire household and, it is to be gathered, considerable hell besides. LEFT head of a family by the ^ death of his father, he began a long conductor's apprenticeship in Lon don culminating in a triumphant sub stitution for some celebrated leader at the old Shaftesbury Theatre in 1892. Then eighteen years in Buenos Aires, acquiring steadily a larger and larger repertoire (today he has at finger-tips more than two hundred operas), but ever dissatisfied with his own achieve ments. Once in Rio he asked for a third clarinet. He wanted a certain effect in "Tristan." The management didn't produce and in the middle of the performance Polacco dropped his baton and walked out of the theatre. An other conductor finished for him. This was not a display of mere undirected temperament. He simply refused to tolerate the absence of an instrument that he needed to satisfy his own ideas as chef d'orchestre. And the next time he came back to the dais, we are told, the orchestra cheered and the desired clarinet was in the pit. Years of experience in Brazil and the Argentine. Back to Italy to con duct first performances in Brescia and Milan. Then a long stay in Mexico City under the cultural patronage of Porfirio Diaz. And, in 1911, Tos- canini having asked for a short leave, Polacco resigned from Savage's touring company, and joined the Metropolitan forces without a contract expecting to stay a month and a half. He remained six years, became senior conductor, and in 1918, upon the invitation of Cleo- fonte Campanini, he joined the Chi cago Civic Opera. Polacco, endowed with an un quenchable vitality, has cogent and subtle ideas on every topic of general musical interest. Ask him about the repertoire of the modern opera com pany and he fastens at once upon grand names, Wagner, Debussy, Verdi, and Moussorgsky. He would rather, he thinks, conduct Tristan than any thing else. It leaves him exhilarated, ecstatic, unable to sleep. To lead a good band through this score is one of the biggest thrills he gets out of a full life. Boris — music of a great people, music as close to the soul of Russia as the novels of Dostoievsky that he read as a youth and still returns to. Falstaff — what an opera! Written by a great Italian at the top of his stride, eighty years old. Even to open the score and look at the staves is pleasant. You can feel it glow under your hand, he insists. And that, no matter how high the surrounding brows, is charac teristic of all Verdi. "I feel in Rigo- letto, Trovatore, Otello, blood, brains and sinew. How else could this music have come so close to so many hearts. In it is the life of melody." The eyes dart with the head as he searches for the proper English word, a pertinent one when it arrives. And no matter how bored you have been in your few years of operatic experience with Verdi's old-timers you cannot fail to respect the opinion of a gentleman for 18 TWE CHICAGOAN whom these weatherstained scores are the materials of his craft. THE chiefest need of the musician, says the maestro, is a sense of the universality of art and a comprehen sion of the culture of the world. Else how understand a Titan like Wagner. Largely self-taught, he is impatient of conservatories and diplomas. You gather that a man of purpose can teach himself anything if he has grit and the faculty of self-criticism. Polacco wrote symphonies a la Beethoven and tore them up. He wrote operas derived from styles that temporarily fascinated him. But he has no illusions about his abilities as a composer; and bis scores, figuratively at least, have been long since consigned to the furnace. He recognizes that as an interpreter he has absorbed so much from his musical demi-gods, has been so far imbued with their spirit, that it has become his job to speak for himself through their media and not alone. As middlewestern as a member of the Board of Trade, he is joyfully 'My Dear — and you're a widow now! How thrilling' hopeful for his country — the United States. We can afford to buy music and musicians and by reason of that mundane ability we shall eventually have our own geniuses. Not in twenty- four hours or as many years, maybe. But some day. There are signs even now in our Carpenters and Deems Taylors. A jubilant closing cadence quite characteristic of this enthusiastic young man of fifty. OVEKTONE/ "Arkansas Ape Act Outlaws the Dictionary." (Tribune headline.) Achieving, as it were, the ape-x of the ridiculous. * In his post-campaign speeches Al pronounced it "ra-dio." It is a pity that he made this concession to nig gling critics. Hoover will probably continue to say "speciality" and "com- bat-ant" and Lindbergh, in his public addresses, sticks sturdily to "av-via- tion." * We wonder if Al is training for 1932's Great American Derby. "Head of wealthy firm taken in by fake oil stocks." The oily bird catches the firm. # Glenn Frank in Chicago Daily "Hews: "There is nothing like the chal lenge of a blank page." Er — well, that depends on the blank balance. * Rumor has it that mail plane pas sengers are to be charged according to weight. And now ambitious fat peo ple will be dieting in order to come down before going up. * "Leather tanners are preparing their new lines for shoes of sun-tan shades, believing that summer will witness a wide gain in the popularity of bare legs." (Chicago 7<[ews.) A pre- limb-inary showing of summer styles to be given, no doubt. * What with moonshine going to the head and sun-tan to the feet, the legacy of these twin evils, we fear, will be more than the traffic can bare. — BLANCHE GOODMAN EISENDRATH. TWECUICAGOAN 19 Chicago After Midnight By GABA A pen and prose account of the people whose state of mind can be most accurately determined by one glance at a convenient timepiece. 12 O'CLOCK LEFT: At the stroke of twelve, Mr. Wrigley turns off his foot lights to the gum industry and the wedding cake at the Boulevard Link becomes just another building. 2 O'CLOCK BELOW: Hattie the hat-catcher at "Che* Nellie's Tables Club" accepts the universe as it is about 2 o'clock. With one fedora to go and $11.25 in the sock for a third installment on the unborn plush dolman, Hattie hopes, between yawns, that it will be two and not three hours before the last fedora checks out. 3 O'CLOCK LEFT CENTER: "Oh Honehy ware yah been so lo-ong?" or some thing similar, for at 3 o'clock things begin to stir about at 22nd street. This tender moment is dedicated to the "Sunrise Top-Top # Culture Club" in that fragrant neighborhood. S O'CLOCK , The bong-bong-bong of the Straus clock finds Percy in a pretty platter of biscuits. Percy began to weaken after the ISth high ball and someone, hearing a street car joke, found a car for Percy. Here he is, beginning to suspect that he should have disembarked at Belmont Avenue. "Madi son Street, next. Madison!" 20 THE CHICAGOAN The ST A G E A Drama of the American Negro By CHARLES COLLINS ONCE more the colored- folks drama leads the list of shows worth writing about on the Chi cago stage. This time the piece is "In Abraham's Bosom," at The Playhouse. The in tellectuals of the east have been mak ing whoopee over this work, even go ing to the length of giving it the Pulit zer prize. Of all awards of literary merit, this is the one that excites me the least; but the fact that the play has been tagged with a blue ribbon will doubtless seem impressive to that vast majority which dotes upon cham pionships in any branch of life. "Another Eugene O'Neill," they have been saying about Paul Green, of the faculty of the University of North Carolina, author of "In Abra ham's Bosom." The label is fairly pre cise; Mr. Green has patterned his drama after Mr. O'Neill, perhaps too 'Well — , it's good theatre" closely. He has adopted the loose, episodic structure and the copious flow of ardent language that characterize O'Neill, whether at his worst or his best. But the disciple has this advan tage over his master: he thinks more clearly. He states his theme more pre cisely; he develops it more directly. Although less of a genius, perhaps, he is more of an artist. He is lucid where O'Neill is obscure. I am not sure whether "In Abra ham's Bosom" should be placed in the high classification of tragedy or should be termed merely a "misery play." Tragedy implies something more than an unhappy ending; its catastrophe should grow out of an inexorable fate. And while there is much tragic stuff woven into the destiny of the Ameri can negro, I feel that this man Abraham, whose bosom is so stormy with sorrows, is a special case. He is not typical; he is hardly a symbol of his race. His doom seems to rise mainly out of an ugly disposition and a reck less temper. THE play deals with the du alism of Abraham's nature. He is half black, half white; and his racial ancestries are at war within him. He aspires toward education, only to be mocked at as an upstart by his black broth ers and to be buffeted about as a social menace by his white mas ters. He fails, however, through his own bitterness and quarrel someness. He is a cantankerous radical, most of the time, kicking against the fates in a fury of rebellion; and he ends as the murderer of his white half-broth er, to be riddled by a posse's bullets. The true Abraham, the best Abraham, for me, was the school teacher, proudly and zealously striving to impart his little book- learning to the children of his people. If the character could have been kept in the mood of that touching scene, "In Abra ham's Bosom" would have risen out of the depression of a "mis ery play" and come close to tragic poetry. But Abraham as a brawler, a nagger, a chronic snarler, had a tendency to shred my nerves and exasperate my sympathy. THE CHICAGOAN 21 The colored players give an excel lent account of their talents. Thomas Moseley is impressive in the central role. The scene in which he baptizes his infant son and prays that he may become a leader of his race is an emo tional tour de force. Out of Luck I HAD contemplated a panegyric over "Interference," but before my writing time came around I found that this brilliantly acted play had failed to find a foothold at the Garrick. It was the best polite melodrama of the season — and it has vanished. This is inex plicable, except on the theory that the gangster period has coarsened Chi cago's taste in crime. Perhaps, because of our civic fondness for female out laws, we resented seeing a black-mail ing lady put out of the world by prus- sic acid. That unofficial bit of British justice was possibly too much for our sentimentalized feminism. I agree with the authors, however, and so re main in a hopeless minority. The do* ing in of Deborah Kane struck me as being biologically correct. Those who shunned "Interference" (what a dull title!) missed some acting that they could have boasted about to their grandchildren. Arthur Wont- ner, as the aristocratic doctor — a role played in London by Gerald Du- Maurier — was so admirable that I hope he remains on the American stage to become a star. A. E. Matthews sur passed himself as the whimsical gentle man-blackguard and poisoner. Hilda Moore, as the bad woman in silk py jamas, and Phoebe Foster, as the fright ened, adoring wife, were other guarantees of success on which "Inter ference" could not collect. I could have seen "Interference" twice without counting my time wast ed. This feeling comes to me about once every five years of playgoing. Comedy of Hams and Hicks /'"THE SHANNONS OF I BROADWAY," at the Cart, is a shrewd and enjoyable piece of showmanship. It's a comedy in which the formulae of Winchell Smith and George Cohan are blended — a smart concoction of small-town hokum and back-stage wise-cracking. A vaude ville team (man and wife), being marooned in a benighted burg, buy the hotel and try to civilize the hicks. There is hardly a scene in which two or more of the characters aren't stand- Professor Collins' pique over the vanishing of "Interference" occupies the text column to the immediate left. Dr. Karson's rendition of Phoebe Fos ter, the wife, and Arthur Wontner, the doctor, — (left and right top) together with the interfering A. E. Mathews and Hilda Moore (left and right center) supplements the critical text. ing nose to nose, engaged in gabby variations of the themes, "So's your old man!" "You're another!" and "One more word out of you—!" James Gleason wrote it, and he is an expert in that form of humorous repartee. It is acted briskly and vividly. tome an dG one MCINTYRE AND HEATH in "Headin' South," at the Majes tic, and Miller and Lyles in "Keep Shuffhn'," at the Erlanger, may be listed among the transient miscellanies of the past fortnight. The former was a regulation musical show with the an cestors of all black-face comedians re viving their ancient but engaging stuff. The latter was an all'darkey frolic in which the former stars of "Shufilin' Along" failed to amuse the devotees of Afro-American capers. Rhyme for Critics Upon the shirt front scribble down The plays that panic half the town; Call this one gay, and that one hot, And most, alas, distinctly rot. Then see the good piece close its doors And watch the bum cadge metaphors Of high, astounding public praise — And wash the shirt and see more plays! — GONFAL. 22 THE CHICAGOAN THE CHICAGOAN 23 Adventures in Insomnia The Third Adventure — Burlesque After Twelve P. M. By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN ON West Madison street, daytime life is drab enough — a shuffle of half-vagabond workers past tinsel shop windows, cheap restaurants and cheaper flop houses. Each morning a forlorn movement to employment agencies of the so-called "slave market" on Canal street, and a drift back along Madison in the late afternoon. A thriving open air trade in bus tickets to industrial centers fringing Chicago all day. And a cheerless dusk — like as not a supperless dusk as well for many a poor devil — brings out theatre lights in this region where burlesque flour ishes in the rollicking tradition of en tertainment for the heavy handed and heavy lunged male. At midnight, or shortly thereafter, The Star and Garter Midnight Shambles eases itself with a yell from the ensemble and the show is on. It is a scofflaw performance. In deed, the first stage set depicts two symbolical topers in Rip Van Winkle costume seated carelessly in a beer al cove while below them the leading man discovers and discourses upon the beauties of ladies attired to simulate wine, champagne, creme de menthe and beer. Beer gets the big hand. Pooh for champagne and creme de menthe, hoity-toity beverages both. But beer! Enter a mock Volstead, a skinny figure in loathsome black, at once the butt for the two symbolical figures in the alcove who discover them selves to be a German and a Jewish comedian and have at him. Volstead is vanquished in a trice. And heartily boohed, too, as he cringes off stage. The audience is de lighted. Delighted is a mild word. One would judge that Mr. Volstead has been van quished some hours before by a corps of gallant volunteers now present in the audience. One fellow discovers a con jurer's bag and diverts his neighbors; he dons a huge scofflaw nose and a cobalt blue derby. He does im promptu tricks. Cheers again. ENTER the chorus, an immense chorus. And enter Onye Leae. Now there have been words concern ing Onye Leae before. Mr. Meyer Levin, after a luscious and lingering de piction of Onye, caused to be stated in The Chicago Daily J^ews that this critical observer very nearly fell over the loge rail every time Onye passed beneath him on the lighted runway. It is, of course, a calumny. This observ er's physical configuration, alone, in hibits his falling over a loge rail; his center of gravity, so to speak, is very low; his professional boiling point rather high. But having gazed care fully at Miss Leae (she is right end girl in the chorus) it is perhaps just as well that the calumny pass for what it is worth. Miss Leae is a first mag nitude find for some alert showman. Only be it remarked that Mr. Levin is a very careless fellow, and that brass loge rails are not meant to be caressed in a wanton fashion by theatre patrons admitted on a free pass. One kisses a brass rail and one dies, like as not, of verdigris poisoning. Tsk Tsk, Mr. Levin. Yet, looking on a burlesque chorus, particularly after having seen a Chi cago football team in action, is a heart ening experience. Mr. Ziegfeld, to be sure, favors thin and willowy girls and so reflects the effete taste of his patrons. But west on Madison street the sylph struggles along to mild applause. It is the big, stalwart gal well able to do a day's washing who is darling to the plain voter. The big gal, preferably a blonde, gets the horny hand. Back to football, one foresees an inexhaustible supply of roving tackles coming up from the proletarian ranks. The midnight show goes on. Comedy and revue, skit and dance number for an hour. For two hours. Much of the material is frivolous and funny. Some of it very funny, indeed, and well worthy of big time exploitation. But here is a serious moment: A MALE singer in striped and natty clothes swings into a war minv ber. A stage electrician does heroical ly in producing the flicker of gunlight. Snare and kettledrum lay down a "The big gal, pref erably a blonde, gets the horny hand." furious barrage over no man's land. The troops lurch over the parapet, grope through barb (pronounced "bob") wire to the enemy's line . It is — Oh Valiant instant! — hand-to-hand. They run! Ha, the Huns run! Thou sands of them run! Victory is ours! Ours! Down on his knees goes the singer. He recites a poem: "God of our fathers, \nown of old, Lord of our far-flung battle line, Beneath whose awful palm we hold Dominion over palm and pine — It is victory, yes, but at a fearful price. The dead — the maimed — the mothers. They pay the cost, the dear mothers: The elocutionist sings: "The gold star mothers Sisters and brothers Oh what a sacrifice they made — " The singer becomes a casualty. He is wounded in the left leg and, sing ing, marches stiffly off stage. The house thunders to its highest gallery. A fey Irish youth, somewhat stewed but with the true artistic light in his eye, disapproves this art with a vulgar noise. He is set upon by an ex-soldier. Nobody knows what happens. The show goes on. After all, why explain that this is dubious art — poke him in the eye. It is the fundamental motive of most artistic criticism anyway. And yet, why do not professors of literature discover this sort of thing? Here is the true counterpart in mod ern life of scop and gleeman and the still living forefather of the long dead knightly troubadour. Here is the berserk shout, the running comment on battle, the alliteration of phrase, the occasional surprise rhyme, the lament for warriors, dead — an undiluted literary form as old as Charlemagne. Yet high-brow theatre people studious ly revive ancient drama with impos sible modern settings and fantastic literary decoration to present an ap proximation of the living thing. INDEED, burlesque is a mine of the ancient delights of the race. A fat lady resoundingly slapped behind. A venial but too gullible oaf shrewdly 24 THE CHICAGOAN . . . %o, for the journey by air, we now provide CpIFTS To Fly or not to Fly Featherweight Suit Cases ana overnight Bags for the Zep pelin, Airplane or JMotor Trip — 'in color, style ana appointments to suit me individual taste. Fitted Suit Cases and overnight Bags Representative of the last vord in Travel Case luxury — every need is supplied by fitted accessories ol gold, silver and enamels of exquisite colors. Books in Sets From Bond and Re gent Streets come these superbly bound hooks — 'Reference Books, an Atlas and a Dictionary in bindings that will delight the initiated. PAULDING & Co. JEWELERS Michigan Avenue CHICAGO Ornngton Avenue EVANSTON taken in by a charming shyster. A clown pretending to high dignity and very properly exposed when his pro nunciation gives way in the middle of a big word. A strapping wench danc ing and singing. The low and lawless man recovering his dignity by a smart retort directed at a policeman. A drunk who dazxlingly justifies his con dition. The society swell who is shown up at the last moment. The vil lain who is squelched. And the law yer who is outwitted. Well, there is all this some time or other at the Mid night Shambles, which is comfortable and earthy and vulgar and tonic, be sides being well worth seeing. For other choice, a goer-out may try the Haymarket, which displays a "Midnight Jamboree," the Empress, "Midnight Revels," the State- Con gress, a "Burlesque Carnival" and the Rialto's midnight show in the same vein. For those timid souls who need precedent in the matter of midnight theatre attendance, it is being done. Burlesque, back in its own, is a raucous and well-attended segment of local night life. It is a stand made by the common people, a stand at once clownish and valorous, for the belly-laughter of mankind. It is the last rallying place of big-handed men capable of a day's work for a day's pay, and a raucous evening until 3 a. m., and a dead sleep Sunday morning. It is a kick in the pants for the aesthete. Wham! And finally it is confusion for all blue-noses whatsoever. Step this way gents (Tunka Tunka Tunka Tunka) and see the little burlesque lady. THE CHICAGOAN 25 ACOB UAUR ia/{es mis ialeiresliaq shod cui lo daily knowledge IAWYEK . . financier . . politician . . •1 social leader . . there's no busier woman in Chicago than Bertha Baur! And no one who is better informed. "I haven't time to read everything," Chicago's most prominent citizeness explains. "So I read only the important things. Arthur Brisbane's column in the Herald and Examiner, for instance . ." "Brisbane, an enormously busy man himself, understands the value of the reader's time. He has the magic, faculty •of reducing the most significant events to a concise, meaty paragraph. "I do not know of an easier way for a busy person to keep up with the times, than to read Arthur Brisbane every morn ing. His column contains just the news one wants to know." Do you, too, take this popular short •cut to what's going on in the world? Important people the country over delight. in Arthur Brisbane's keen observations, his pithy summings-up of the day's news. His comments are quoted at dinner tables, in business conferences — wherever alert and progressive people gather. Look at the column below and see how brilliantly Brisbane brings the world to you every morning. . jRS, JACOB BAUR. It has been said 0/ her, "She is prob ably Chicago's most versatile woman citizen." Such a title is well bestowed upon a woman who U social leader, business executive, lawyer, mother and active sup porter of the Opera. Recently she became committeewoman from Illinois on theRepublicanTvJational Committee, , Mrs. Baur also has the unique distinction 0/ being the only woman in Chicago to entertain a. uisiting queen personally. At the left is Mrs. Baur's tea' tray, with the fa- rnous old English silver service used when the queen came to call. The search for genius "Your search for talent must be incessant and sleepless." These are the instructions given editors of the Herald and Examiner. "Remember that if you can discover one new man or woman of talent to add to your staff, you have secured a continuing, perman ent advantage or improvement running 365 days a year and worth much more than a news beat that lasts a day . . ." As a result one of the most brilliant staffs of writers and cartoonists ever assembled on a single newspaper, produce the contents of each day's Herald and Examiner. Arthur Brisbane . . . James Weber Linn ... John Lambert . . . O. O. Mclntyre . . . Fon taine Fox . . . John Held, Jr., and Lloyd Mayer . . . Glenn Dillard Gunn . . . Ashton Stevens . . . Ted Cook . . . Warren Brown . . . Bobby Jones . . . B. C. Forbes . . . Merryle Rukeseyer . . . Karl von Wiegand . . . these are but a few of the many famous names. And the anonymous writers who report the world's daily drama in the news columns of the Herald and Examiner are the highest paid men and women in the profession. This great staff provides more than 435,000 daily readers with a newspaper full of inter esting, wide-awake news, alert editorial com ment and pleasant mental recreation every morning. If you are not familiar with it now, get a Herald and Examiner tomorrow. Enjoy it. You will make it a morning habit. THE CHICAGOAN A group of distinguished musicians in programs of quality seldom heard else where than in formal con cert. Events of first importance for those who ap preciate music of the highest merit. STRING QUARTET Quartet Assisted by Piano String Solos 6 to 8 p. m. In the Main Restaurant each eve ning, including Sundays. No cover charge. A highly diversified and different program each evening. ¦ f m m ma. m . ^/ 9S&m$m:£' , ¦ ' J{ac/isnn \ O East of TLaSalleSt. v*m* aass MU/ICAL NOTE/ A New Orchestra and a Veteran Conductor By ROBERT POLLAK ON the night of Nov. 21 Andre Skalski made his debut as a conductor in Chicago at the helm of the Skal' ski Symphony Or' chestra, a band of seventy picked men — picked from the ranks of first'rate and jobless movie musicians. It is to be whispered that Skalski had his troubles. His concert was the result of about twcand'a'half rehearsals. Play ers he had counted on dropped out and others were substituted. The names of his patrons read neither like the list of box'holders at the opera nor like the roll of the Arts Club. Yet he pro' duced astonishing results, rather in spite of his band than because of it. Skalski is a good conductor. He has vigor of gesture, a firm beat, and he is pleasant to look at on the conductor's stand. Further, he has a certain non- chalance and ease which can only be born from experience and the happy knowledge that he knows exactly what he is doing. His orchestra started out badly, fum' bling with a miserable Tschaikowsky overture, not really finding itself until the third movement of a symphony by Kallinikov, hitherto unheard in these parts. It began to give clear and defi' nite response to the command of the baton during the second half of the program in miscellaneous works of Lia' dov and Borodin. And considering its brief history, it attained a respectable ensemble. After all, an orchestra is very much like wine. The size of the house was fair enough to give Andre Skalski encouragement for the future. He can consider his experiment a decided success and he will find musicians and the friends of musicians to help him if he tries to build up a permanent orchestra in Chi' cago. To Schubert BEHIND a bank of palms and the unchanging gravity of a plaster bust of Schubert the Chicago Synv phony Orchestra, the Chicago Sing' verein and Madame Claire Dux made dignified celebration of the Centennial on the evening of November 18. The scene was the Auditorium theatre, the auspices those of Der Deutsche Kunstgesellschaft (freely translated as American Admirers of German Art) and of a civic committee headed by Mayor William Hale Thompson, one of Schubert's best friends and severest critics. The concert, like most, had its mountains and its plains. In spite of the overwhelming presence of a first' rate chorus and a more than first rate orchestra it was notable chiefly for the glorious lieder singing of Claire Dux. She has a soprano alternately luscious as the earth and ethereal; and she has a quick intelligence and sympathy without which the interpretation of the immortal songs of Schubert is stodgy and grey. The orchestra under Herr Stock gave a sturdy reading of the two middle movements of the C major symphony. The chorus sang alone and, with Madame Dux, Die Allmacht. There was a short and pithy speech of homage by Prof. Scherger and, as a closing tribute to Schubert, nobody seemed to know why, the chorale and finale from The Mastersingers. An un- fortunate coda, perhaps, as Wagner has a disconcerting faculty of sweeping away all prior musical memories. It would be unfair not to mention Madam Dux' accompanist, Frederick Schauwecker, who is the best we have heard around these parts in a long, long time. Suggestion THE same day Geraldine Farrar returned in song recital, hair sil ver grey, still very beautiful and very regal. But there is little of the old voice left. We would choose, if we had our way, to remember the Jerry of the Metropolitan, the Jerry who sang Konigskinder and Butterfly, and gracefully made way amid cheers and flowers for the blonde Jeritza. It is a human and understandable failing among interpreters that they do not know when to knock off and begin die tating their memoirs. They need, as long as they can get it, the intense joy to be derived from spotlights and clap' ping hands. And they are able to THE CHICAGOAN make capital of the sentimental oldsters who are only hearing what they re member. This is the way to explain the farewell tours of Tetrazzini and Schumann-Heink, or the concert rounds of Ysaye and Moritz Rosenthal. As for La Geraldine, tormented though we may be by pleasant Metro' politan memories, we must perforce admit that she has only a shell of a voice left, a few good tones in the up- per register and little besides. It would seem that with her ability as an actress her success as a concert artist would be assured as a diseuse rather than as a vocalist. Yolando Mero YOLANDO MERO was heard on this same Sunday at the Stude- baker in a conservative program of Handel, Mozart, Schubert, Weber, Liszt and Chopin. She played, as al' ways, with considerable sensitiveness and fleet technique. She derives more of sonority from the Steinway than the average lady and is highly effective in such lugubrious tone heaps as the Liszt "Funerailles." The Etudes of Chopin, revelatory of the strengths and weaknesses of any pianist, dis' closed a tendency to smother the tag' ends of passages for the sake of a nervous speed. The Wax Works The talking movies have produced a new musical phenomenon known as the theme song. For instance, Dolores Del Rio makes a movie called Revenge, and as she writhes in front of the set the Vitaphone orchestra wheezes out two ditties appropriately titled Dolores and Revenge. Get the connection? It is often the case that if you get roped in by the movie you leave with the disturb' ing ditty wrapped closely around your cortex. You spend the next few days trying to whistle it. As a result the gramophone companies have made the whole process en' tirely painful by going in hard for the theme song. Victor records the above two mentioned, Some Day, the waltz theme of The Red Dance, Paradise, another waltz connected with Von Stroheim's Wedding March, and Flower of Love from the film White Shadows in the South Seas. Brunswick, not to be behind'hand, lets Mr. Al Jolson do Sonny Boy and There's a Rainbow Round My Shoulder, and they sound great because Mr. Jolson sings them. * The highbrow collector will be interested in Kreisler's recording of the Brahms Violin Concerto made with the Berlin State Opera Orchestra conducted by Leo Blech. This is a singularly successful violin recreation and one of Brahm's finest works besides. Fur- ther on in the list is a double disc from The King's Henchman, the Deems Taylor-Edna Mill ay Opera, sung by Tibbett, Metropolitan baritone, and the chorus of that same opera IMPORTED to accentuate lovely lips MP'lTICKfUSSY 7 HE fashionable Frenchwoman knows cosmetiques . . . and therefore chooses Lipstick 1 ussy! She knows it adds natural, glowing color to the lips . . . the smoothness and freshness of youth — so essential to the really smart woman! Six exquisite and indelible shades from which to choose. Each encased in colorful galalithe — the ideal holder to retain its purity and freshness. Lipstick Tussy is just one of many famous Lesquendieu beauty creations. A fascinating illustrated booklet, re= printed from the French, will tell you all about them. So write now for "Cosmetiques" by Monsieur Lesquendieu. So man) French women have written to M. Lesquen. dieu, to inquire "whether the preparations sold in this coun try under his name are really LesProduits Lesquendieu which they haveahvays used in France. M. Lesquendieu in the follotving note, assures these patrons that all Les quendieu creations are made only at Ivry-sur-Seine, France, and are exported from there all oner the "World. J. LESQUENDIEU, Inc. Ifoward L. Ross, President, 45 West 45th Street, tf. Y.C. 28 THE CHICAGOAN GOOD LITTLE BAD LITTLE YOU "Sleep Baby Sleep" — Fox trots. Arrowhead Inn Orchestra and vocal chorus by Ed Smalle "Good Little Bad Little You" 4074 "Jumping Jack" — Novelty fox trots by the Varsity Four "Kiddie Kapers" 4075 "Polovtsian Dances'* — from "Prince Igor," Parts 1-2. Nikolai Sokoloff and the Cleveland Orchestra 15184 "Polovtsian Dances" — from "Prince Igor," Parts 3-4. Nikolai Sokoloff and the Cleveland Orchestra 15185 Always something new on Brunswick Records There's new snap, rhythm and pep in Brunswick Records PANATROPES- RADIOL AS- RECORDS company. The drinking song is a fine bit, well-recorded and one of the best moments in the score. The reverse is the final scene of Act III and the rendering is occasionally muddy and confused. Both the above are Victor recordings. Columbia continues the shower of Schu' bert, the Impromptus, Op. 142 played by Leginska, the Sonatina in D, the C major Quintet and the Octet in F major. We had no idea that the gentle Viennese master was so prolific. Wonder what he would think of the centennial week slogan, "Back to Melody." NEWSPRINT Peace On Earth, But Not On The Front Page By EZRA WITH the stock mar ket breaking rec ords from day to day, the very in- teresting payroll of the Sanitary Dis' trict being brought out into the light, bootleg liquor being peddled to high school boys, Hoover helping along by stopping his battleship out in the Pa- cific long enough to fish for a few hours, an ax murderer performing in Omaha and the football season coming to an exciting finish, the newspapers have not missed the presidential elec- tion so much as one might have be lieved they would. Inspect almost any old edition during the past two weeks and it will be found that there has been plenty of news for everyone. Only the editorial writers and the cartoonists have been having a hard time of it. There has been little for either group to comment on, either verbally or pictorially. The result is that the cartoons have appeared flat and the editorial columns fail to spar- kle. Despite the wide assortment of news, however, practically all of the newspa pers have been contented to do a rou tine job of it. The Herald-Examiner showed a bit of enterprise on the in vestigation of high school bootleggers. It dispatched investigators, managed to buy several pints of moonshine at $1 a pint, and duly recorded its achieve ment in effective style. On other stories, however, along with the rest of the newspapers, it seemed to have lost its "zip." The essential facts of all of the stories appeared in all of the newspapers, but the punch and trim mings were absent. Perhaps all of the newspapers have decided to become more conservative. If they have, however, the first move ought to be to drop their hideous eight column streamers. IF memory serves, the eight column headline on all editions — regardless of the available news — became a stand ard in Chicago during the war. It was probably justified, most of the time, during that period. When the troops demobilized and inflation was ironed out of almost everything else, the newspapers held onto the streamer. The circula tion department undoubtedly figures it as a necessity for the news stands. Month after month it becomes worse. Early one afternoon recently the writer picked up the four afternoon editions. Here were the streamers: Post, "Kidnap Victim; Take $5,500"; Journal, "Drainage Quiz to Swan- son"; ?<tews, "Fight for Pay-Roll Cleanup Opens"; American, "Daugh ter Takes Stand Against Falk." Hour after hour, day after day, the newspapers use their biggest type on this class of stories. When a story like the sinking of the Vestris comes along, there is no emphasis left. It is said that this question comes up periodically in the newspaper of fices of the city, but each time it is decided to keep going in the usual way. Despite his better judgment, not one of the editors dares to risk the ire of the circulation department by drop ping the screaming headline. THAT streamer, by the way, is probably as responsible as any fac tor for Chicago's reputation abroad for crime. Crime lends itself to stream ers more readily than any other form of news. Try it, yourself. Take any old newspaper and try to write a real "action" streamer in twenty-seven let ters and spaces (based on any story printed). Then you will realize why, after seeing these headlines for ten years or more, you are just a little uneasy when out after dark. With the attention of most of the newspapers centered on quality circu lation, there is a possibility that one will have the courage shortly to drop that top line. Which one will it be? And what will be the effect on news stand circulation? THE CHICAGOAN 29 The Old Grad Ufi to New Tricks IT was soon apparent that he was up to his tricks — recruiting promising material for his university. "Yes, sir," he told me gleefully, "this boy Higgins is the best prospect I've seen in years — and Fve seen a few in my time. Why he's a sensation in prep school! There isn't anyone that can touch him — not East of the Rockies anyhow. And next year when he's a freshman — " "How about his financial situation?" I interrupted. The Old Grad winked. "Not any too sound, but of course there's nothing to prevent a promising young prospect getting a job waiting on table. And the market being what it is, there wouldn't be any law against my lend ing him a thousand or so because I happen to like — er the type of shoes he wears, would there? If you see what I mean — " "I see what you mean, all right." I sighed. "The same old story. Well, spill it. What is he? A tackle or a half back?" "Half back nothing!" retorted the enthusiast hotly. "This boy is all- scholastic English champion and I don't mean if. If there ever was a natural- born scholar Higgins is it! Man, oh man, you ought to see this boy handle a Development of the Elizabethan Drama question! Beautiful! Beauti ful! And Milton as a Politician! He's never been stopped for less than ninety- eight in three years of exams! Shakes peare's Comic Characters! The Cava lier Poets! Wordsworth and Nature! Arnold on The Functions of Criticism! He knocks them all for a row, and as for Fielding, Richardson, Sterne and Smol — " "How's his grammar?" I asked gently. "Grammar? That boy can tell a re strictive clause from a parenthetical ex pression at a hundred and fifty yards! He's A-l on Unity, Coherence and Emphasis, and he's never split an in finitive in his entire career. Why when he gets on that English team we'll smear Harvard and Yale. This boy — " Sadly I turned away and left him to rave. Where, I thought, were the good old days when all a college cared about in handing out scholarships was whether a man could box a tackle or do a hundred in ten flat? —PARKE CUMMINGS. 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Hero and heroine of "Faril" die be cause the picture must end somehow. The three fatalities make these and other pictures of the period good. Nothing spices the entertainment of a given era like a dash of decease. Shakespeare knew this of course. (The finish of "Fawl" is "Romeo and Juliet" in the Sahara.) D. W. Grif fith knew it in "The Birth of a Na tion" and similar pre-Art produc tions; when he quit killing his juveniles — he used to stock a cast with two or three superfluous heroes so he could kill them off, to the tearful satisfaction of the ladies, and still have one left for the final clinch — he began his long and peculiarly painful .decline. Almost no other picture man has practiced assassi nation deliberately. Only occasionally does an author succeed in so construct ing a plot that not even Hollywood can emasculate it. Tragic. But this is such an occasion. See Faril die ia the picture named for him and you will have no certainty at all about the fate of Jack Dornegan in "Submarine." Witness the slow, sure demise of Doc Watson in "White Shadows in the South Seas" and you will experience extremely diverting ap prehension for the sleek demon in "Masks of the Devil." The destiny of Miriam in "Outcast," of the stal wart wrecker in "The Crash" and the dull people in "Companionate Mar riage," will engage you with a tenacity warranted by nothing of dramatic merit in those fabrications. Splendid. WhicH brews one of those delight fully logical and wholly futile solu tions everyone is always cooking up for the chefs de cinema. To wit: Is sue to the public each month one tragedy and thus make all the month's pictures seem better than they are. This will easily earn enough millions of dol lars the first year to build the bigger — and they will be better! — cinemas re quired to accommodate the increased patronage. It may even render finan cially practicable the retirement of the ja2£ bands. At least it will make the cinema more interesting. "Fazil" "PAZIL" is, for half its length, 1 "The Sheik" with the cutout open and Charles Farrell a Valentino sans inhibitions. Then it parades such a harem as Valentino possessed not even in the imagination of his idola tresses. For the finish it is "Romeo and Juliet" with the "Desert Song" score. And always it's an eyeable, legible and — for reasons noted above — valuable contribution to the screen. "White Shadows" «\ A /HITE SHADOWS IN THE V V SOUTH SEAS" might have been a Field expedition. It would not have brought back a more entertaining — and no doubt instructive — photo graphic record of Tahiti, its people, places and practices. Long ttretches of the picture are purely this. Before, after and during this exposition a story is told. The fiction narrative is about as good as the fact recital. The whole is the best picture of the fortnight. "Outcast" «/~\UTCAST" is the first picture V^ in two or three years in which lovely Corinne Griffith has been more than that. In it she is an actress, an unmistakably human being and — to quote a young thing on my left — a good egg. The story is the not too familiar one De Maupassant and so many others wrote about the fine young fellow who thought he preferred the other fellow's wife to his own mistress and had to be enlightened. Save for two misleading subtitles inserted by the local censors, both readily hurdled, the yarn is depicted intact. When Elsie Ferguson made the picture some years ago they scissored everything but the weddings. Miss Griffith appears the better actress. "Masks of the Devil" LIKE John Gilbert or not, "Masks of * the Devil" is good cinema. Per haps because it isn't a John Gilbert picture at all, save in the advertising, TI4E CHICAGOAN 31 but because it is a Victor Seastrom picture. If only Director Seastrom re mained as evidence of the Swedish in vasion, and only this one of his pic tures, the onslaught would be well weathered. And, after all, there is Greta Garbo (although not in this pic ture) . But — Mr. Seastrom provides in this pic ture the first new wrinkle in celluloid since the films became oral. (This one, by the way, is pleasantly silent.) He shows, in a new use of double exposure, what the characters would do if con vention did not make them do what they are doing. It sounds simple, it looks simple, but it just about revolu tionizes the cinematographic technique. And it makes a superb evening's en tertainment of an otherwise quite com monplace performance. M 1 he Ltrasn ILTON SILLS is foreman of a wrecking crew in "The Crash," an excellent casting. He marries a burlesque queen. (No wisecracks, boys.) Small town gossip wrecks their romance, a landslide wrecks a train, but a little child leads them as promised. Sills is quite at home in all of it. Ho hum — "Comfianiate Marriage" JUDGE BEN LINDSEY tells the three planks in his companionate marriage platform before the picture starts. Then a lot of actors set out to make his story stand up. The local censor board removed the middle plank and the picture — if any — falls ker plunk through the gap. (If you must see the thing, the missing plank is the birth control thing.) Lindsey is a ter rible actor. "Submartne" SOMEBODY in Hollywood saw "A Girl In Every Port" at about the time of that last submarine disaster in the Atlantic. So they put Jack Holt in Victor McLaglen's role and added the U. S. Navy and Dorothy Revier's legs. The Navy is good. Holiday Screenings (Most of these pictures are to he seen in the neighborhood cinemas during the fortnight ending De cember 15.) The Home Towners, The Racket, Re venge, Mother Knows Best, The Perfect Crime, Beware of Bachelors, Varsity and The Farmer's Daughter range from good to awful in order given. 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Havana CIGARS COMISION NACIONALDE PROPAGANDA Y DEFENSA DEL TABACOHABANO HABANA, CUBA 32 TI4E CHICAGOAN PICTURE OF ANY MAN and his KREMENTZ GIFT This Christmas, as usual, Krementz Jewelry will be given in thousands of homes . . . and just as many thousands of men will show their appreciation of Krementz Quality. KREMENTZ Wrist Watch Bands — new and different. No buckle! Instead, three expanding links! Prevents dropping watch. Permits watch and strap to be slipped up on arm when washing hands. In Krementz Quality Rolled Gold Plate with leather or flex ible Milanaise mesh bands — $7.50 to $15. Also in 14kt. and 18kt. gold and solid platinum. When completely expanded there is ample allowance for free passage over hand or,up on forearm. No. 2082 — Full dress set. White mother-of-pearl centers; Krementz Quality white metal rims. Com plete, $7.50. Other Sets to $50. KREMENTZ Tuxedo and Full Dress Sets in widest variety of newest de signs. As smart and as pleasing as they are socially correct. See Krementz Gift Jewelry at your dealer's, or write for name of nearest one. Krernertj Newark, N. J. George Bancroft's several good pictures. [See it.] The River Pirate is he-man stuff with Victor McLaglen the he. [Perhaps.] While the City Sleeps features Chaney without a makeup and better than he's ever been with. [Don't miss it.] Beggars of Life is dull Jim Tully at his dullest. [Miss it a mile.] The Woman Disputed contains Norma Talmadge, war and an unusual number of absurdities. [Forget it.] Show People is background for Marion Davies, not so good as the Hearst papers say but better than they lead you to suspect. [If idle.] The Singing Fool is better Jolson than Jolson. (Hear and see it.) The Man Who Laughs is better Hugo than "The Hunchback of Notre Dame." (Go.) The Battle of the Sexes is 1928 Griffith and Griffith in 1928 is just another director. (No.) The Midnight Taxi makes Moreno an heroic and dialectically correct beer run' ner. [If you must look, don't listen.] Tempest is John Barrymore's current ex' posure and of course Barrymore is Barry- more. It is, also, the other public ex hibition displaying the room featured in The Front Page. It is, additionally, in ferior. [Wait for John's next, in which he'll talk.] Just Married disproves the popular con' tention that parlor'bedroom'and'bath farce is no longer funny. [See it during the week.] Warming Up makes a pitcher of Richard Dix, last year's great quaterback, and inaugurates the intelligent use of "sound effects" in motion pictures. [See it any time.] Out of the Ruins is one of the three dumb pictures Dick Barthelmess always makes between two good ones. [Forget it.] The First Kiss misleads. The picture is Four Brothers and all of them are good. [Remember this one.] Lilac Time is a comic, tragic, gay, silly, dramatic, dumb, swift, loud, bright, mar tial and altogether entertaining fiction pertaining to the planesmen of 1917 and Colleen Moore of 1928. [Don't miss.] The Cardboard Lover is not Her Card' board Lover but is Marion Davies and a pretty good time is had by all. [Don't avoid it.] Four Walls a prison make for John Gil bert, but John is not confined for the whole of the picture. [Avoid it.] The Foreign Legion contains the always good Lewis Stone and the — this time — unwashed Norman Kerry, who march not only endlessly across desert sands but to no important end. [This would be a good evening to get acquainted with the Smiths.] Man, Woman and Wife is an echo of Man, Woman, Sin and equally bad. [Read The Chicagoan.] State Street Sadie has nothing at all to do with State street and very little to do with entertainment. [Read Liberty.} For the Children By DOROTHY ALDIS NOW is the time to help the com' ing generation. The men and women who will be hearing and seeing things that we did not believe possible when we were alive. Now is the moment that we the present genera' tion can give them a hand up, a boost. There are thousands of children in the state of Illinois who need a boost. Some need homes because they haven't any. The Illinois Home and Aid Society helps to find these chil' dren homes. Where they will have not a Community Christmas Tree but a nice squatty little Christmas tree of their own, and sit down to dinner not with forty or fifty other blue ging- hamed children, but with their own family. In their own home. "Come in and see my house," these children can say. Think, if you didn't have a home, how you would ache to say it. There are other children whose parents are ignorant, or neglectful or unfit. The Illinois Home and Aid Society have already shown that a great deal can be done towards read' justing and cheering up homes like these. They do readjust them. They do cheer them up. Of course if the parents are hopeless the Society takes the children away and places them with a suitable couple who want the clamor and grief and joy of rais' ing a family. But always they try first not to separate parents and children, brothers and sisters. If you were a young woman of thirty with very little means, and your husband died leaving you with five small children — you'd be up against it. More than anything else in the world you would want to raise your children well. Give them things. Show them things. Equip them so that they would have a fair chance for happiness. The Illinois Home and Aid Society would help you if you were that woman. Can you imagine what it would mean? After all, we can all stand anything for ourselves; it's when it comes to our children .... Come on — help the children. Help, because you live here, the children of Illinois. And here's a very pleasant way to help — a Ball. Buy tickets and go to the Ball for the children. If you THE CHICAGOAN 33 don't want to go, buy tickets and send some one else. The Ball will be fun. There is a supper Committee that is scurrying around right now to see that you will get lots to eat. There is a box table Committee headed by Mrs. Rockefeller McCormick. There is a ticket Committee which is at this minute panting on the wires to sell you tickets, and a general Committee that just wants you to have a good time. The Ball is at the 1st Regiment Armory on December the third at ten thirty. Next door to the Armory in the Coliseum is an aeroplane show with nearly one hundred planes from a Keystone Patrician down to a Baby Heath. I don't know either, but come and find out. William Mitchell Blair in charge of a group of flyers will tell you why aeroplanes fly. And when you get tired of aero' planes go back and dance. Go back and dance for the children. But Surely Editor, The Chicagoan, Dear Sir: — If the opinion of one of your occa' sional readers is any good I would like to remark that I think you print a very interesting and, of its kind, in formative paper. Particularly, though, do I enjoy your humor and, strangely, of that I enjoy most of all a part that is not intended, it seems, as humorous at all. I mean the page headed "Current Entertainment." There is something that makes me, every time I read it, generate some deep-set abdominal laughs. The listing of the telephone numbers of the so-called legitimate theatres is what does the trick, as I infer that you have the idea that among your readers are prospective patrons of those places who can re serve their seats by calling those tele phone numbers. How the editor of a publication having the name of yours and such evident wisdom on its staff can entertain such a grotesque notion is past me, but I guess I have a lot to learn. However, in this world of woe laughter is all too rare, so I beg of you to continue to print that page as you do now. Yours respectfully, Wm. R. Odell, 6348 S. Fairfield Avenue, Chicago. There IS t Santa Clause —And you know him bet ter tli air anyone else. He can (if yon wish) bring your family a Christmas present they'll never grow tired of — dance music, opera, sports, lec tures and humor, neatly packaged in a cabinet of handsome wood! SnrtwriMAJKk Panatrope with Radiola —the versatile entertainer that meets your moods. The broadcast programs of scores of radio stations — or the music of records you've chosen yourself. An electrical radio-pho nograph that's the closest possible approach to ab solute perfection. Imme diate delivery if desired. Offered by E Commonwealth Edison £\ LECTRIC SHOP>3 7* West Adams Street, Chicago Ft field Reorganization Sale Dinner Suits - Newest Styles Best of workmanship and materials Reduced to *4875 & $8250 (Alterations at Cost) An unusual opportunity to replace that old suit of yours at a low price Sale only at 328 South Michigan Avenue Near Van Buren Street 34 TI4ECUICAG0AN Have Y, Bookworm Friend? THE cleverest reading lamp in vented since our late lamented Stone Age, inspires this personal ques- tion. Booklite — the latest contribution to 1928 A. C* — is absolutely indispen- sable to bookreaders. It reduces your Christmas list to simple arithmetic — relieves mind and muscle — and wins unending gratitude. Simply strike from your shopping list the names of all bookreaders and mul' tiply by $3. Nothing could be simpler or more practical. Your Christmas happiness will be all the greater for brightening a book' worm's life with Patented It clips on the book cover. Lights both pages perfectly. Pages turn freely. Weighs 3 02. Costs $3 everywhere. At most good shops and department stores. Complete with standard Mazda bulb, 8 ft. cord, plug. In colors for every temperament. Booklite is scientifically made to safeguard the eyes. Insist on the genu' ine — with Mazda bulb. The Booklite trademark protects you against un' satisfactory imitations. Manufactured by Melodelite Corporation. 1 32 Nassau St., New York. *Age of Comfort! Start your Christmas shopping early — and right — by entering a subscription for him to POLO "The Magazine of the Game" $5 FOR ONE YEAR; $8 FOR TWO TEARS; $10 FOR THREE YEARS Quigley Publishing Company 565 Fifth Avenue New York BOOK/ Encore Erskine By SUSAN WILBUR FORMULAS differ. Among children it's cross my heart and hope to die. Among review- ers: It kept me up until two in the morning. Unfortunately, though, I can't use it for "Penelope's Man." "Penel' ope's Man" wouldn't keep anyone up until two in the morning. It's a good book, infinitely nearer to being some more of the same than either "Gala- had" or "Adam and Eve," and that of course means that it's about the best entertainment of its own sort that you could hope to get anywhere. But I repeat: it wouldn't keep anyone up until two in the morning, that is pro- vided they had fairly good sight. It doesn't last that long. However, a chosen few — few hun' dred thousand, that is — may be will' ing to take my word for it without. As everybody knows who has read "The Private Life of Helen of Troy" — and since Helen went into the dollar edition, this probably means really everybody, including everybody that it didn't mean before — John Erskine, that is with Homer and the other Greeks to back him up, is able to produce a quite creditable commentary upon modern life. THAT is to say, as a commentary it is creditable. To Odysseus himself it is not. By the time Mr. Erskine gets through with him, Odys- seus isn't even "wily" any more. As one of the Sirens remarks when he attempts to tell her about his famous wooden horse: "Well, suppose the Trojans hadn't pulled the horse inside the walls? How could you go on from there? You'll admit they were ex- tremely obliging." Nor is he the ex' cellent liar — the ability to improvise a good alibi having been as highly re- garded among the ancient Greeks as it was among the heroes of the Old Tes' tament — that Homer would have us to believe. For even after he has had a lot of help on it from Calypso and the Sirens his story of those ten years Vkxt Qmdofa later Ttie CnMtm for 7ti£ OMonfo- f&flJK/ri- QamhoiM Jake MmzVnim Hotel TUE CHICAGOAN 35 breaks down completely when he at' tempts to tell it to Penelope. Which, if Homer had said it instead of Mr. Erskine, might have turned out to be the origin of the eighteenth command- ment: don't lie to your wife. And then there are the women. Odysseus when he left Troy was no longer a very young man. By the time he had got as far as Calypso he must have been the next thing to an old one. No figure for amorous exploits, even if he hadn't been primarily a spe cialist in wiliness. And Homer saw it. He pretended that every woman of them was not a woman at all, but a witch or a goddess or what not, that is every woman except Nausikaa, who appears not to have taken. Mr. Ers' kine has no such reticences. T he Wanderer" "TTHE WANDERER," which in 1 English is the choice of one of the book clubs for December, is a book that is already fifteen years old in France, a contemporary of — well, you know as well as I do, the sort of thing that was being written the year before the war. But it is a book with the same youth about it that a fairytale has. A story with a touch of symbol ism, but not pinned down as Haupt- mann pinned down the symbolism of the Sunken Bell, nor yet left up in the air as Maeterlinck might have left it. For the fairy tale is correlated to real ity. "I think I know where you've been," remarks the grocer's son, to the wan derer. "Why I don't even know my self" replies the wanderer, as though that settled it. But as it turns out, after the wanderer has done a great deal moire wandering, it's the grocer's son who after all puts him in the right road to Yvonne de Galais. Outwardly it's a school story, and as a French school story it ranks with the English school story at its most charming. In wardly it's German romance, but tem pered by French precision and delicacy. SECESSION LTD. invites your inspection of a special assortment of gifts in the modern 1008 NORTH DEARBORN ST. First Floor in the Rear Tel. Whitehall S733 .at**** gift***6* For the iuj Brilliant Season ^fe? "The Chicagoan," 407 So. Dearborn St.. Chicago, Illinois Send "The Chicagoan" one year, two years, $5. (1 have checked my choice as you will notice.) • $3_ ^^y\ /<^V ed mv I 'igui>-&.<p Thawte. Address. 36 TWE CHICAGOAN The Pearson Hotel, distinguished for its quiet air of refinement, is one block east of North Michigan Ave nue. While the Loop is quickly ac cessible by bus or taxi, many prefer the short walk. The Pearson con' sistently maintains the high standard that guards quality. The appoint' ments, furnishings, service and ad dress are attractive to families ac customed to live well who wish to escape the obvious inconveniences of the more remote sections. Such families appreciate the opportunities provided for quicker social and business contacts. The PEARSON HOTEL 190 East Pearson Street Telephone Superior 8200 Special Monthly Rates Upon Application Daily Rate*, Single, $3.50 to $6.00; Double, JJ.00 to $7.00 The ROVING REPORTER Shinney on Skids By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN SOMEONE coupled the ancient and boyish game of shinney with greased lightning by putting it on skates. The offspring (born Kingston, Canada, 1888) was christened hockey. In 1893, Lord Stanley, Governor- General of the Dominion, approved the mating by the donation of a silver cup, emblem of the professional hockey championship of the world, and Can ada has since gone on the proud pro prietor of a new national sport whereby Britain has extended her **W* kingdom over the waves to a lord ship of the ice as well. (We looked this up.) A packed Coliseum in Chicago rises with a whoop of tribute as the current hockey season opens. Looking at the Canadian importa tion under the black and white wool ens of the local Blackhawks and the black and yellow uniforms of the Pitts burgh Pirates, an observer — and a rank amateur observer of hockey at that — is moved to rise jubilant and cheer the marriage of skate and shinney stick to a chilled echo under the barrel roof. TO begin with, the Canadian sport is a game of blinding speed. Bas ketball, fastest of United States diver sions, is a spring-halted amble compared to hockey; it is a game played in mo lasses by players in hip-boots and hand cuffs; it is beanbag seen through a slow motion camera, a political investigation done in puppet show by a three-fin gered puppet master and to actual time. Baseball is a mere ring-around-the-rosy. Even jai-alai is doddering compared to hockey. And next, hockey is a game replete with sudden and calamitous reversals of advantage. In football, for instance, barring a fumble, each side has four downs in which to complete its offen sive, and failing in three downs a kick far into the enemy's territory. In hockey, the normal ending of every drive toward an opponent's goal is a trifling slip followed by a dash at your own which must be warded off by a :rantic scurry to the defense. And again, hockey action is open,. extremely open. Every spectator can see — if only his eyes are fast enough. — just what goes on in the swirl ort ice. And finally, hockey is rough enough to be interesting. There is none of the mechanical and dilute warfare of tennis elaborately carried out over a net. There are, instead, plenty of grossly physical contacts in which one or both contestants — and sometimes a pack of contestants — come slap bang" into each other and into the ice. [Be is inserted here that Pittsburgh: — avid of slap-banging — beat the Chi cago Blackhawks 2-0.] OF the grand strategy of hockey, this layman speaks a bit diffi dently; he is probably wrong. Yet it seems to him that there are two seri ous faults to be found with it. The first, a fault inseparable from the game itself and proceeding out of its speed, is that so rapid a sport makes handling of the puck so difficult and so precari ous that it is possible to achieve only a minimum of genuine team work. To be sure, there are attempts at team work, but they succeed so seldom and attacks are so apt to go wrong that the game must remain largely an indi vidual struggle, a confused melee like an aerial dog- The second fault is the preponder' ance of defensive over offensive tactics. Six men make up a hockey team. Three men commonly assume the offensive in an opponent's territory. Two stalwart backs and a goalie remain inert at their own goal even while the offensive is on. Thus a goal at any one time is attacked by three men and defended by six, which makes for stubborn block ing and bitter last-ditch combat, but which also makes for slow scoring. Per haps if four or even five men assumed the offensive an occasional slip up might give the defender a breath-tak ing score, but would not the increased offensive drive result in more points to TWECUICAGOAN 37 offset the occasional counter? Will some hockey professor enlighten us on this point? SEEN by an interested if inexperi enced observer certain players stand out. Capt. Irvin for the Blackhawks, a streak on the ice and a canny, accu rate shot at an opponent's goal. "Duke" Keats, a cheerful, blocky, red- faced gent, refreshingly unpoetical for one of his name and a ready stick waver in any man's melee. "Bobby" Burns, a sandy and stubborn young fellow, also unhaunted by the muse, and a fast boy near the goal-tender's bailiwick. But mostly the unpracticed eye goes for Mr. Drury of Pittsburgh. Mr. Drury is a large hockey player. He is not handsome. His skating style is far from graceful. He is wrathy and harassed in action and by no means cool under fire. But whenever a Black- hawk started for the Pittsburgh goal through Mr. Drury, that Blackhawk found himself on the hard, hard ice after a rebound from Drury s ready chest. And next to Mr. Drury is Mr. Milks, also of Pittsburgh. Mr. Milks, too, is a large and elbowed hockey player. He, too, received opponents head on and left them in a sitting po sition. He is not beloved by Chicago fans, but he is mightily respected. A hand for Milks and Drury. And finally, a suggestion: Let the management of the hockey arena as sign box seats so that a customer may sit with the person of his choice and not with Uncle Luke from Govan, Sask. Eight seats there are to a box. But, alas, not in pairs. Six people can therefore arrange their positions to suit themselves (providing they get there first) and a pair of late-comers must needs occupy opposite corners. And that's another thing about hockey. BED JACKETS ^INEXPENSIVE LUXURY In an endless variety of beautiful and practical things for intimate comfort, you will find in the Carlin Shop beautiful comforters, blankets, couch throws, pillows, bed spreads, pajamas ^all of distinction and quality at persuasive prices. Particularly popular at the moment are dainty bed jackets. The model illustrated is of soft Shetland wool, lined with georgette, trimmed with swansdown and two ft^ C toned ribbon in a choice of boudoir colors. / ) 662 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE AT ERIE STREET 38 TI4ECI4ICAGOAN W DIAMONDS ^ imported direct from Amsterdam and Antwerp Round Diamonds Marquise Emerald Cuts Squares Pear Shapes Baguettes Kites - Moons Triangles Manufacturers of Platinum Jewelry College Fraternity Badges WARREN PIPER & CO. Diamond Importers 31 North State Street CHICAGO 1 •* v •+ ^ v w *r WW w v ^v + v * + P Mujfi. ; Individual : Millinery Lingerie Hosiery Dresses 616 <ftush St? 'pclawape 0581 "Antique! Good Lord — what awful legs!" The CWICACOENNE Christmas W h o o £ e e By ARCYE WILL ,W^$t\fr ARE you an Eclectic Christmas giv i\ er? If you have not been up to date, we are hereby doing our bit to make you the King of Eclectics! Cheerio and go to it! At Tatmans, 625 N. Michigan, you will find a large selection of English bone china. Tea sets of twenty-three pieces range from twenty-five dollars up and the breakfast sets from ten dol lars. These can be refilled if disaster overtakes them and also are exclusive, as not a dish in the place is duplicated for at least three years. All colors and combinations to please one of discrimi nating taste. Push buttons, five to twenty-five dol lars. Blue turtle on an agate base will give you a general idea of their trend. Rainbow cocktails. A dozen in a silver holder $30. Semi-circular cigarette and match boxes, red and green lacquer and ma hogany, for $6. Flat side whirls around and there you are! A gift for the sophisticated newly- wed, a gold and rose coffee set on a small gold tray just for two. $35. Travelers' cocktail sets. Shakers of green and black enamel holding two flasks, cups and strainer. Many others too, $10 to $50. And of course service plates and dinner services galore. THE Italian Shop, 619 N. Mich., is just what it sounds. Brass brackets holding small Italian pottery pots, $3.75. All kinds of Venetian glassware. Unusual salts and peppers and individ ual ash trays. A child's lamp of china. Quaint looking old woman holding a bunch of balloons, all in color, the base. Parch ment shade with an old print of chil dren playing. Complete, $22.50. Waste basket to match, $5.00. Deruta linen scarfs with Italian beads holding a small tassel at corners $6.00 up. Brasor's Art Store, 1312 Chicago Ave., Evanston, absolutely the finest place I know to have picture framing done. Real artistry and appreciation TUECmCAGQAN 39 marks all his handwork. Remember the treatment of framing changes just like every thing else and right now the small narrow frame is the thing. Natural woods, with a touch of black or brilliant color in a line, are especially smart. He also has a large stock of etchings. Charlet, Van Neste, Haig, Simon and Brewer are a few of the representative ones. Prices from $10 to $175.00. For the Early American home owner a very fine collection of signed silhou ettes. * Russell Stern, Room 622, 30 N. Michigan, is an engraver. Everything hand cut and pressed. A large stock of Xmas cards — week to ten days de livery right now, but do be considerate and not wait much longer. Imported cards with colored etchings on tapestry, attractive little figures made of colored feathers and others brilliantly hand painted. A large selection of the newest in imported colored stationery. The imported stationery is fascinat ing and if you are considering it, here are a few of the things to remember: Less deckle edges, no more corre spondence cards, but in their place half sheets that are not folded but slip into the envelope just as they are. Calling cards of ivory or parchment are the newest. And a tremendous use of ivory color for wedding announcements, etc. — larger sheets also — and letter paper. Place cards of parchment with a tiny colored border to match monogram, either single or double fold. And in keeping with the refinement of all his work are the most unusual etchings. A Pemberton, $15, Figura aqua-tints from $5.00 to $15.00. French colored prints, attractive for a bedroom, are $4.50, or framed, $8.50. * Kranz, 128 N. State, has the cutest chocolate cream mice to hang on a Christmas tree. Also jelly rings and jelly babies with cardboard faces, and the only place I know that has tiny little canes just right for a small tree. FIELD'S toy section is of course marvelous and I saw many old fa vorites. Was particularly impressed with the great strides that have been made perfecting the movement of some of them. Notably the electric trains, which now have every conceivable uommg regb ;u session rch 4. 3 Rooms of Old English Mansion Here Three old English oaltpancled roomtf of the historic mansion. Whitehall, at Shrewsbury, England, hive been Sought by Chicagoans, one by Eucenc M. Stevens ami two by Ml-, and Mrs. Oeoiire M. Reynolds. four of the rooms were dismantled bhliip.-1 't\.the decorating galleries <rCo, under direction famous Kngllsh art •ur. who Is fa art patroi''-. CHICAGO DAILY JOURNAL NOVEMBER 17 ,e\ $anelefa Malls! are y HE quiet charm and lasting beauty of carved wood in teriors are now keenly sought not because of vogue but be cause wood — rare old seasoned wood — at the hands of skilled craftsmen, lends itself to an ex pression of individualism in homes heretofore unattainable. Reproductions of rarest designs, centuries old, product of the master craftsmen who placed pride in accomplishment above all else, are available to you through the Kelly Interior Crafts Organization. Many homes and luxurious apartments along the north shore and in exclusive suburbs are en joying "the quiet charm of paneled walls." Helty interior Crafts! Co. Chicago, 111. Workshop and Studio 905-09 North Wells St. . In Paris one lunches and dines, a very dif ferent matter from mere eating* Yet it is often some slight touch of genius that makes the vital differ ence. CA f iro s 18 West Walton Place Chicago Telephone 2592 Delaware ***«>***«»>***** *******^***^****» «.a-^*--^- J 40 TWE CHICAGOAN Soft Music Loud Music Fast Music Slow Music Hot Music Dreamy Music New Music Old Music Classical Music Jazz Music Every Kind of Music But — all Good Music 'phone The Harvey Orchestras. Inc. for Music Cope Harvey, President State 6921 1 7 S. Dearborn St. ¦>>¦¦¦¦¦ In the matter of theatre, there are just two kinds of people who stand in line: the congenital standers-in- line — unfortunate — and the few who like to study those standers — eccentric. Aware theatregoers, how ever, avail themselves of — COUTHOUI for tickets switch and lever that the best railroads in the country possess. The aeroplane section has grown more than any other and there are all kinds and prices for you to choose from. Musical blocks for a child of more tender years. Six pictures to be made and, when completed, by pulling a string in the block you will be gratified to hear a moo, peep or quack, which' ever the design may be. A standing gym set, $15.00, includes a swing, bar, rings and trapeze. Musical chairs. Just sit in them and away they go. $12.00. Jointed dolls with celluloid heads and a wax finish. Real hair. Prices from $5.50 to $22.50, dressed, and they are adorable. All celluloid dolls with jointed limbs, undressed, $4.50. Other new items at Fields are: Animal lamps and shades for a child, $5.00, on the second floor. Futuristic bath sets. All kinds of gift wrappings and rib' bons, third floor. Bring your gifts there and they will do the deed for you with a flossy bow, free of charge if you pro cure the fixings there! Hand blocked with seals to match, many of them special for this store alone. 4 to. 25 cents a sheet. Small poinsettia and holly sprays to be used when wrapping a package, 5 cents apiece. A goatskin robe for a child's car- riage, $29.50. Modern hat holders of painted wood. Single, $1.00; double, $1.75. Small standing electric cigar lighters Green, orange and mahogany, $2.50 to $7.50, first floor. Ebony sticks with ivory heads, $15.00 (men's store). Pocket perfume atomizers for $7.00 that really work (first floor). Wood covered boxes in rose leath' erette, for shoes and stockings. Can be used as a window seat. $29.50. A College nest of boxes fitting into a small hat box, $5.00, in all sorts of gay colored papers. Polly nut crackers. * The two best places in town for French lingerie are Leschins and the French room at Stevens. MandePs gift shop on the 9th floor. A room'full of pillows ($3.75 to $72.50), many of them in isinglass cases so they are in perfect condition. Antelope purses with diamond clasps. Brown and black, $8.75 to $32. Rumidor. The newest wrinkle in the way of a cigarette and cigar box. Small blocks of rum preparation are inserted in the cover and keep the con- tents moist. Just the thing for a man. $5.50 to $13.00. Antique fabric bags. Black cigarette boxes with crystal elephants and such on the cover, around $10.00. Very good looking. French pottery, three cornered jars, come in pairs and can also be used as book ends. Very fine Vienna bronze greyhounds on onyx base bookends, $60 a pair. And a large selection of vanities, powder and cigarette boxes. Toy section on the 6th floor. Poster Craft sets $2. Same paint real artists use. Cardboard dolls with cloth dresses to sew, $1.50. Dresses all marked where to cut and sew. Awfully cute! TWEO4ICAG0AN 41 "Chinook," Commander ByrcTs path' finder, sizes from $3.95 to $8.95. BLUMS, S. Mich., have a large se- lection of very beautiful fitted traveling cases, $150.00 to $695.00, de pending on the size. The fittings are mostly of enamel or gold and are not only the most complete but the most useful that I have seen. The brush is a brush and the jars not too small for use. Suede bags, all colors, with a mar- cassite motif. Pajama sets. Three-quarter coat and the top of the pajama double breasted and fastening in back, you know, well dressed man idea! John B. Gaper, 161 E. Chicago Ave., is one of our old time caterers. He can supply everything for a party. Favors. Santa Claus made of candy or ice cream. All sorts of cakes. Silver and glassware, etc. Butlers for the evening, $10 to $15. Maids, $5 and $6. Excel lent and agreeable service. Home Delicacies, N. Mich. Place everyone knows. Famous for their landscaping on gorgeous cakes. Order very early for Christmas service. No extra butlers. Marie Louise, 936 N. Mich., employ ment agency, has a large list of butlers and maids for the Christmas season. $7 to $10 butlers. Maids, $5 and $6. Notify the day before. Elite Agency, 111 E. Pearson, ditto everything above. Biggs, 613 Cass St., is another place on a par of the ones above. [Photographers, Leather Goods and Luggage next week.] LUNCHEON— DINNER— SUPPER Q AYS Francis C. Coughlin in K-' The Chicagoan: "Petrushka is far and away the leading downtown place." Your words of praise, Mr. Coughlin, are appreciated. $etrusfika Club 165 North Michigan Avenue Telephone Dearborn 4388 £7 ZZ & Z7 Z? 2V Z7 Z7 ^ THE DOBBS NORWICH DOBBS HATS For the first brisk days of Autumn the Dobbs NORWICH — of unusual smartness, the brim deftly foreshortened with charming result— a beautiful ribbon trim adds to the gracefulness of this little hat. All shades and sizes! Dockstader & Sandberg 900 M1CH14JAN BOULEVARD NortK ^-^ ONE BLOCK SOUTH OF DB.AKE HOTEL <* PAJ2K- AWHILE SHOPPINO" Z7 Z7 A? 2? Zy 2-f 2? 2V 2Tr~ZV \ s \ \ \ N \ N N s s s S N h N a JlHRMESS c/esiOcc& to BERMUDA Sailings twice weekly on the new 20,000 ton motorship "Bermuda" and the famous S. S. "Fort Victoria". HOTEL BERMUDIANA (opens Dec. 20) ST. GEORGE HOTEL Centers of social and sport activities WEST INDIES 12-DAY CRUISES— Commencing Dec. 8 to Cuba, Haiti, Jamaica. S. S. "Fort St. George." Round Trip #120 up. 21-23-DAY CRUISES— Exclusive itinerary to 10 Charming Islands. S. S. "Nova Scotia"— S. S. "Dominica." Round Trip #175 and up. kothhess G&ewnitdcLJim- 34 Whitehall St. 565 Fifth Ave., New York or any Authorized Agent 42 THE CHICAGOAN Importers Announce substantial reduc tions on an unusual selection of fall and winter gowns, wraps and coats. 6 N. Michigan Ave. Chicago 679 North Michigan Avenue means to a constantly grow' ing number of Chicago women a beauty salon in fact — skilled oper' ators, courteous service, envious results. RAAE BEAUTY SALON Telephone Delaware 2744 Fred M. Lund Jeweler Rare Gems and Pearls Unusual Diamonds For Betrothal Rings 31 NORTH STATE STREET SUITE 501 7 DOROTHY GUTZMANN Original designer of hand made flowers and distinctive novelties. 2610 North Clark Street Tel. Lincoln 6209 J Delivered Library Service 225 North Michigan Avenue Downtown— Rental books delivered sad called for by messenger. — 25 cents a week per book — Suburbs and out-of-town, telephone or write. A parcel post serv ice. Going South? Take soma books with you. A special service. Franklin 2914 — That he who reads need not run — TOWN TALK Musical Note THE autograph market is off. One of Mr. Brooke Johns' banjos ex- hibited in a DeMet shop window on Randolph street bears the signatures of President Coolidge and H. R. H. the Prince of Wales. The second banjo — two are on display — cost $8,000 and is, according to the neatly inscribed placard imparting all this information, "the most valuable in the world." Moderne WE heard it on an I. C. train. We repeat it without com ment. A woman is speaking, evidently of her daughter. "Yes," she says, "Oh yes, Ethel is a big girl now. My, and so tall. Why she wears my hats and stockings when she goes out. Really!" "And how old," demands a voice, "is Ethel?" Ethel, it appears, is 10. Going on 11. Unseen WHAT happens during those brief, abrupt lulls in the wee sma' hours of a Saturday night broad' cast is a matter of relatively minor im- portance. Between lulls a good time is had by listeners-in and, we are told by a popular performer attached to a local station, festive overtones telephon- ically registered as song requests ar- rive are not without echo within the studio. Toward dawn, says our informant, gaiety dims over the Town. Apart' ment celebrants, the type most re- sponsive to jaw music, keep up fren zied requests for "Crazy Rhythm," "Old Man Sunshine" and the hot tunes of the moment. Invitations to the studio staff to "come over and have breakfast" increase. These are in- quired into, careful selection is made and a hostess thrills to the anticipation of entertaining the staff at waffles. On a recent Sunday morning an es' pecially courteous invitation was phoned in by the proprietor of a res' taurant not far from the station. He was profusely thankful for many se- lections played for him during the night. He would call for the gentle man in his car, at seven. Ham and eggs would await them. At seven, then, nine weary broad' casters stumbled onto the street laden with instruments and equipment. A night of professional jollification is no more conducive to sartorial splendor than the amateur variety. The fresh' ly laundered Italian in the sedan at the curb stared wide-eyed at the leader and inquired if these were the gentlemen of the radio. Assured that they were, he bore down sharply on the accelera- tor and vanished in a cloud of carbon monoxide. Ad Lib. MR. ALDOUS HUXLEY in a vol ume of essays, "On the Mar' gin," gives over some half dozen pages to a consideration of his other artist's deviations into sense. It is Mr. Hux ley's contention that a great many lit erary felicities are the delightful prod ucts of error — an artist bungles what he intends and, occasionally, says or does something of high merit as a re sult. Witness the opening performance of "The Rackety Packety House," Junior League children's play at the Harris (10:30 each Saturday until December 29). The performance under the di rection of Edith De Nancrede and Dorothy Schmidt, Miss Schmidt also cast in the leading part, reveals a di verting piece and a delight to its young listeners. Enter, in act three, the accidental felicity. This unexpected high point has to do with the entrance of a group of fairies by slide from the right-hand box. The slide, unknown to the fairies, has been pitched at a steep angle. Con sequently fairies take the stage at a high velocity — a sort of barrage of fairies projected on stage like so many TWE CHICAGOAN 43 bullets. Young guests howl approval. This part is a wow. It should provide a footnote to Huxley's essay. As a footnote to this mention, be it set down that the children's play idea, originated in Chicago in 1921, has since been adopted in 50 cities. And that last year the League raised $16,000 for children's charities. With the fortu itous slide in action, 1928 should total up handsomely. HelfiY "The quick slap of wood on leather. A streak of white — too fast for any fielder — arching far out over the green turf to an instant, exulting roar from the stands. A scut' tling on the bases. And the runs come home." — Adver* tisement in and of "The Chica goan," April 21, 1928. our self! "The quick slap of leather on leath' er . . . charge and block of twenty two fighting fig' ures . . . the spiraled pigskin arching high over the green turf . . . an instant exulting roar from the stands — the game is on. . . ." — Ad vertisement in and of "The Chicago Daily J^ews," Hov. 8, 1928. Criticism A YOUNG fellow, somewhat pre fessionally and therefore somewhat tolerantly concerned with the arts, was, this night, in a most unprofessional mood. In fact, he was of a mind to be the life or death of the party — and he didn't care much which. The host, a trifle anxious, called at' tention to a stained glass window, orna' ment to the host's apartment. He would like, explained the host, a sin' cere criticism. The critic stood off from the window, took his bearings, tacked up to it with a heavy list to windward. He exam' ined the coloring long and judiciously. Manifestly he was coming to a de cision. "That," proclaimed the guest, "is not art!" "No?" said the host. "Not art!" mumbled the guest. "You really think so?" pursued the owner. "My decision," announced the life of the party, "is irrevocable." Very calmly, very judiciously, very dispassionately the critic inserted his hand in the window. That hand was doubled up. "I am glad," he went on, "that you, Mr. , agree:" a* Hotel ; aneoast Directly on tKe Ocean Miami BeacK, Florida^ Those who plan their visit to Miami Beach with a view to taking full advantage of the pleasures and benefits of a winter in the sub-tropics, select the Pancoast, for here has been achieved the ultimate in a winter hotel-home. Directly on the Ocean with private bathing beach. Loggias, Lobbies and dining salon overlook the Gulf Stream. American Plan Fironrnnf European Plan Dec. 12 to Apr. 15 F.reproof Apr 15 to Dec 12 Now accepting a limited number of reservations for January and March L. B. SPRAGUE J. A. PANCOAST Manager Owner-Proprietor il||^!.11^. ' iS **!*" FOR SMART PARTIES! its Give your party the prestige and beauty of a Shoreland setting. Here are unparal leled facilities for large or small par ties. A truly French cuisine — an organ ized service that assumes for you every responsi bility. Shore- land parties are smart parties! HOTEL SHORELA N D Fifty-fifth Street at the Lake . Telephone Plaza 1000 Busy Tears YOUNG and*alert bootlegging cir cles have come upon something real nifty in offensive and defensive arma ment, a device harmless, if not too pleasant, and, all things considered, an advance over traditional methods of bootleg warfare. The new device is a mock fountain pen, all metal and nicely lacquered, which holds one tear gas cartridge ready for instant discharge. The gas 44 TWtCWICAGOAN "Jeeves, old boy, would you mind me taking a loo\ at your Christmas list?" Umpty Days till Christmas FHE traditional rush, of course. And presents which are a rite, a tradi tion, a folk-way, a custom. Neckties and candy, cigars and fishing tackle. As customary as the street corner Santa Claus. (A very merry Christmas to him.) Yet for the alert and literate friend on the list, may we mention THE CHICAGOAN? A gift throughout the year, a lively reflection of the Town, a vivid, contemporary account of the civilized interests. Three dollars the year. Moreover, should you care to send two gifts the subscription price for both is five dollars. Each Christmas subscription will be preceeded by a gift card mailed a few days before the twenty- fifth. Thank you. The Chicagoan 407 South Dearborn, The Town — Gentlemen: Will you f>lace on your subscription lists the names given below? 1 2 Gift cards from Address is released on impulse from a firing pin, which, in turn, is snapped by pres sure on a button ingeniously hidden under the pen clip. A fog of tear gas thus projected will put a room full of gents out of action for, say, 20 minutes. After the time out period, play may be resumed with players almost as good as new. It's a great little surprise for nosey federal agents. The young bootlegger has only to offer to sign a check, let go his pen in the clustered company around the table and be on his way. Pfff ! — like that. Nothing to it. Sweet Charity AT least one of the young ladies engaged in the Kenwood Social Service Club's campaign to raise funds for support of its infant welfare sta tion has resigned the cause. It was all very well, says she, to ride a common box car for a photograph that a steel company wished to use in its adver tisement for the theatre program. (Madge Kennedy in "Paris Bound" is the club's show, December 4 and the Harris time and place.) Well enough, too, for the newspaper boys to ask in timate poses of the infants being weighed, measured and indexed by the nurses and doctors in charge of the station. But that young fellow who insisted that she climb aboard the basket-scale and give his sheet a pic ture "really worth printing" went too far. Even for sweet charity and the evening papers. Good Guy WO friends of ours, mutual ad dicts of the costume party but otherwise impeccable people, report an added instance of Chicago hospitality. Having set out early, this couple took a bus. Being closely wrapped, neither knew the other's character for the evening. Consequently the young lady spoke : "Now that we've started, perhaps you'd like to know my name?" Her escort replied that he would, but added a name might not be necessary; he might be able to guess. A gent, escort to a lady, one seat to the front, turned and grinned in understanding. "Say," he imparted confidentially, "what difference does a name make? It might be phoney anyway. My girl friend's a pickup, too. Guy. Sup pose us- four go on out to my place and throw a party. Huh? Whadda yah say, Baby? Oke?" 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