~m You are Paying for a Packard Why not Own One? OEVENTYper cent of those who buy the ^ Packard Standard Eight give up other makes of cars— thousands in the ten to fifteen hundred dollar class* These new owners quickly learn— That it costs no more to operate and maintain a Packard than their old cars — cars costing even a thousand dollars less. And that it costs no more to own a Packard because Pack ard owners keep their cars nearly twice as long and drive them nearly twice as far as the lower-priced cars they trade in. Those who buy on the pay* ment plan find — That they keep their cars sev eral timesaslongas it takes to pay for them — a relief to those who have made monthly payments every other year on other cars. And that on the average, the value of their used cars equals or exceeds the down payment on the new car — leaving each small monthly payment the largest cash outlay in the hav ing of a Packard. Ninety-four out of every hun dred who buy Packard cars never leave the Packard family but continue to buy Packard cars — proof that "Ask TheMan Who Owns One" means just what it says. Prices of all Standard Eight models were reduced $160.00 on March Four. The 5-passen- ger sedan now costs but $2381 delivered in Chicago. When may we examine your used car and tell you how easily you may have a luxurious new Packard Eight? You will be under no obligation in giving us an opportunity to serve you. PACKARD MOTOR CAR COMPANY of CHICAGO TWENTY-FOURTH AND MICHIGAN Branches: Lincoln Park • Evanston • Hubbard Woods ASK THE MAN WHO o w O N E TI4ECUICAG0AN MWVOX' FASHION BOARD Mrs. Shreve C. Badger Mrs. William M. Blair Miss Betty Borden Mrs. Ambrose C. Cramer Mrs. John V. Far well III Miss Barbara King Mrs. Albert Madlener, Jr. Mrs. Alister H. McCormick Mrs. William H. Mitchell Miss Sarane Otis Mrs. John R. Winterbotham, Jr. Miss Muriel Winston In All Chicago, I Find McAvoy's the Most Charming Place to Shop for Smart Clothes Such is the opinion of Mrs. Alister H. McCor mick, one of the group of Chicago fashionables who sponsor the new Debutante Section . . . Mrs. McCormick graces all society's important social functions. She is known for her poise, and her discriminating taste in clothes. In the Debutante Section, gowns, coats, ensembles and hats are selected particularly for the smart young woman. 615 NORTH MICHIGAN AV&NUE- TUECUICAGOAN TONIGHT INFORMATION concerning pleasant places to go and pleasant things to do after dark — Theatre, Restaurant, Music, Cinema, Books — may be 'cheerfully and , knowingly had by telephoning The Chi- cagoan any evening between 7 and 11 1 p. m. The number is HARrison 0036. STAGE Musical Comedy A COHKECTICUT YANKEE— Garrick, 64 West Randolph. Central 8240. A lively and tuneful business of armor clad knights and lightly clad ladies in the general outline of Mark Twain's story. Reviewed at length by Charles Collins on page 32. Curtain 8:30. Sat and Wed. 2:30. GEORGE WHITE'S SCANDALS— Four" Cohans, 119 North Clark. Central 8240. A big and boisterous revue with stage fun, rough and ready. See also Charles Collins' remarks on page 32. Curtain 8:15. Sat. and Wed. 2:15. THIS TEAR OF GRACE— Majestic, 22 V^est Monroe. Central 8240. Beatrice Lille, who is a theatrical movement all of her own as well as a brilliant com' edienne, in a show done in the English manner with an English cast. Until April 29. By all means. To be re' viewed. Curtain 8:15. Wed. and Sat. 2:15. BILLIE — ¦ See the paragraph labelled t THURSTON,' below. Stage DRACULA— Blackstone, 60 East Seventh. Harrison 6609. The scariest of all shud der dramas and positively warranted . to raise hair and whoops. See page 32. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. 2:30. JEALOUSY— Adelphi, 11 North Clark. Randolph 4466. Fay Bainter and John Halliday in a moving and ingenious piece of stage craft splendidly played and su- , perlatively directed. See page 32 of this issue. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Wed. ' 2:30. JARHEGAH.— Selwyn, 180 North Dear- ! born. Central 3404. A loud and livid , expose of Hollywood after the chaste imaginings of Jim Tully and recited by Richard Bennett. Well, it's plenty low down. Curtain 8:30. Sat. and Thurs. 2:30. THURSTON— Erlanger, 127 North Clark. State 2461. The magical Mr. Thurston who makes ten lovely ladies and an auto- mobile disappear gives way for Geo. M. Cohan's musical comedy, "BILLIE," "THE CHIC AGO AN" PRESENTS— Town Tapestry, by A. R. Katz Cover Current Entertainment -Page 2 Eat and Exercise 4 Editorially By Martin J. Quigley 9 Travel, Chicago, by Lucia Lewis 11 Washington Society Notes, by Michael State 14 The Streets of the Town, Ran- DOLPH, by, Charles Collins 15 Smoke Inspector, by Sid Hix 18 The Interfraternity Club, by Dr. Frank Wieland 19 "The Chicagoan's" Town Talk 21 Edward Hertzberg — Chicagoan, by H. K. Middleton 26 The Roving Reporter, by Francis C. Coughlin '. 30 The Stage, by Charles Collins 32 Music, by Robert Pollak 36 The Cinema, by William R. Weaver.... 38 Chicagoenne, by Arcye Will 40 Books, by Susan Wilbur 42 Ornamental Johann Wolfgang von Goethe looks blandly on the new Elks Memorial, Diversey and the Drive. which makes a vast number of young ladies appear handsomely. And a good idea, too. Curtain 8:30. Mat. Sat., Sun., and Wed. 2:15. ONE HUNDRED TEARS OLD— Harris, 170 North Dearborn. Central 8240. Otis Skinner is scheduled for a lively set to with the play on the title theme. To be reviewed. Cutain 8:30. Sat. and Wednesday 2:30. SIX CHARACTERS IN SEARCH OF AN AUTHOR— Goodman Memorial, Lakefront at Monroe. Central 7085. A tragic and astounding play, at the hands of Goodman Players marvelously well done. This is one piece no theatregoer should miss and most theatregoers should see again. Curtain 8:20. Friday matinee only 2:30. REVIVALS— Kedrie 3203 West Madison. Kedrie 1134. Ambassador, 5825 West Division. Village 5171. Weekly re vivals of last season's big times. Better telephone the box offices for program in formation. All pretty well done. Vaudeville THE PALACE— 159 West Randolph. State 6977. Headliners on the Keith- Albee circuit, and many of them head- liners indeed. Twice daily 2:15 and 8:15. Telephone for weekly programs. STATE LAKE— 190 North State. ;Dear- born 6204. Orpheum circuit vaudeville comparable to the Palace program.. Call the box office for timely information. MUSIC Peoples Symphony Orchestra — P. Marianus Paulsen, Conductor. Concerts by this three-year-old group are increas ingly attended by those of the Town who are alert to music and consequently interested in this able and tuneful pres entation. The last dates are April 27 and May 5. Concerts — John McCormack, tenor reci tal, Auditorium Theatre, Sunday after noon, April 21st, at 3:30. Clara Rabino- vitch, pianist. Recital, Studebaker Thea tre, Sunday afternoon, April 21st, at 3:30. Rae Bernstein, pianist, recital. The Playhouse, Sunday afternoon, April 21st, at 3:30. Leon Janicki, violinist recital, Studebaker Theatre, Sunday af ternoon, April 28th, at 3:30. Charlotte Herlihy, soprano, recital, The Playhouse, Sunday afternoon, April 28th, at 3:30. Gordon String Quartet and Rudolph Reuter, pianist chamber music concert, Kimball Hall, Tuesday evening, April 30th at 8:30. Muimas, a ballet and diverts, the Goodman Memorial Theatre, 2 p. m. May 5. An approach to the new ballet [continued on page 4] Entered as second class matter, March 25, 1927, at the Post-Office at Chicago, 111., under the act' of March 3, 1879. TUECUICAGOAN 3 A Study in Details A costume ... a background . . . even a personality is, after all, but a composition of details. The resulting picture may be intricate . . . but futile. On the other hand, it may attain a rare sense of harmony and completeness. So much depends upon how and where you choose the details! Michigan Avenue Shop STEVENS HOTEL CH AS ? A ? STEVENS ? & ? BROS 4 TUECUICAGOAN which promises to be capably and in terestingly done. CINEMA UHITED ARTISTS— Dearborn at Ran dolph — By and large, the Town's best cinema. McVICKERS— 25 W. Madison— The best B. H K. cinema. ROOSEVELT— 110 N. State— The next best. CHICAGO — State at Lake — Huge, miscel laneous and sometimes engaging programs made up of this, that and other things. Including pictures. ORIENTAL— 20 W. Randolph— Juvenile, jazzy, indeterminate. MONROE — Monroe at Dearborn — Good pictures in peace and quiet. Neighborhoods GRANADA — Sheridan at Devon — Acous tically the best cinema in Town. MARBO— 4100 Madison— Sister to the Granada. AVALON— 79th at Stony Island— Best cinema South. TABLES Downtown LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake- shore Drive. Superior 8500. A deft, exclusive hostelry impeccibly poised as the Gold Coast which it serves. John Birgh is headwaiter. BLACKSTOHE HOTEL— 6? 6 South Mich igan. Harrison 3800. A rallying point for guests who insist on unquestionable civilization in service, cuisine, appoint ments. Margraff's stringed music. Au gust Dittrich is maitre d'hotel. STEVEHS HOTEL— HO South Michigan. Wabash 4400. The world's largest inn nicely gauged to the individual guest. Joe Rudolph's band in the main dining room for dancing from 6:30 until 9:30 p. m. Concert music during dinner in both Col chester Grill and Oak Room. Stalder is headwaiter. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Ran dolph 7500. A very gracious and com fortable stopping place scrupulous in a long tradition of Chicago hospitality. A remarkably fine concert orchestra. The Fountain Room for lunch. Mutschler is maitre d'hotel. PETRUSHKA CLUB— 165 North Michi gan. Dearborn 4388. A Russian night club frequented by the people whose names are news and a splendid retreat between theatre and milkman. Dining, dancing, Russian entertainment. Khmara is master of ceremonies. Kinsky is chief servitor. COHGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. A show place glit tering and boulevard wise. Dining and dancing in the Balloon Room until 2 a. m. with the assistance of Johnny Hamp's smooth band. Ray Barrette is headwaiter. BLACKHAWK— 139 North Wabash. Dear born 6260. A young and dancing night place vivid to Coon-Sander's melodies. Gay, informal, relatively inexpensive. Dan Tully is headwaiter. COLLEGE INN— Hotel Sherman. Frank lin 2100. The best night club enter tainment in the Loop is here seen and heard by diverse patrons. Ray Miller's band. Braun is headwaiter. ST HUBERTS OLD ENGLISH GRILL —316 Federal. Webster 0770. The im posing ritual of English dining is here The Green Mill Mr. Bondi is scrupulous in caring for patrons of The Green Mill, largest of Northside night places. [LISTINGS BEGIN ON PAGE 2] scrupulously carried out until 9 of the clock. Charles Dawell is vice-regent. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 West Madi son. Franklin 2363. A most adequate dining place in the American manner, notable alike for music and table. The music from 6 to 8 p. m. Sandrock is headwaiter. North EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 North on the lake. Longbeach 6000. The Marine Dining Room a very proper and enjoyable choice for dance and din ner, both until 2 a. m. Ted Fiorito's band. Nice people, indeed. THE GREEN MILL— 4806 Broadway. Sunnyside 3400. Largest of northside night clubs, the Green Mill is lavish, tuneful and well attended. "Solly" Wag ner's music. Dave Bondi's headwaiting. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. A late and lively club to Eddie Jackson's colored musicians. Southern and Chinese cookery, handsome hostesses, talented entertainers all go to make up a large evening. Gene Harris is head- waiter. VANITT FAIR— Broadway and Grace. Buckingham 3254. A tidy and intimate little place wakeful longer than is good for visiting Iowans. A nasty band. En tertainment and everything. KELLY'S STABLES— Rush at Austin. Delaware 2141. One continuous yell on the prairie. Late, noisy, Greekletter, in formal and cheap. Johnny Mately is headwaiter. CLUB AMBASSADEUR— 226 East On tario. Delaware 0930. A sleepless and sophisticated parlor fortified by a good band, wise people, hostesses and good clean fun. Johnny Itta is headwaiter. TURKISH VILLAGE— 606 North Clark. Delaware 1456. Well, anyway you take it you give the party a resounding break. HIKE HUNDRED— 900 Lakeshore Drive. A smooth and formal restaurant, dress clothes for dinner, plus the attendance of extremely nice people. CIRO'S— 18 West Walton. Delaware 2592. A well conducted kitchen and pleasant tables in a snug, recondite estab lishment offer splendid food and pleasant company. Preferably formal. Steffens is in charge. RED STAR INN— 1528 North Clark. Del aware 3942. A quaint and rosy German Gasthaus opulent in Teutonic dishes spreads as notable a table as is laid down hereabouts. Herr Gallauer is proprietor. JIM IRELAHD'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 North Clark. Sea foods widely se- lected and cunningly prepared are of' fered up until 4 a. m. each morning. Popular, a show place, amazingly com* plete. Jim Ireland himself sees to diners. L AIGLON— 22 East Ontario. Delaware 1909. French table craft is here touch- ingly wrought to a high state indeed. Private dining rooms if desired. The happy supervision of Teddy Majerus. PEARSON HOTEL— 190 East Pearson. Superior 8200. A quiet, respectable, competent dining room. Nice people and a refreshingly correct atmosphere. ERASCATI— 619 Cass. Delaware 9669. An Italian retreat for the wiser trench erman. Pleasant, immaculate, adept. JULIENS— 1009 North Rush. Delaware 4341. A scallop and frogleg institute tremendously served at plain tables by a family of notable chefs. Dinner at 6:30 sharp. A deserving showplace. Mama Julien oversees. RICKETTS— 2727 North Clark. An all night restaurant well patronized in a late and merry district. SALLY'S— 4650 Sheridan Road. The same, but so late it's almost a breakfast place. CAFE OLD STAMBOUL— 39 East Oak. A Turkish atmosphere place heavy on atmosphere, but nevertheless a place to get some good and novel eating done. Monsieur Mosgofian owns and advises. BELMONT HOTEL— 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. A proper and pleasant dining place of the much better sort long a meal-post for the mid- north side. South SHORELAHD HOTEL— 5454 Southshore Drive. Plaza 1000. An important tav ern central to the south. Excellent cuis ine. Notable orchestra accompaniment under the baton of Joska d'Barbary. CAFE LOUISIAHE— 1341 South Michi gan. A splendid restaurant which sur passes superlatives applied to the treat ment of Creole food. Dancing, too. And late enough for after-theatre. Mons. Max is headwaiter. Whisper for him. GRANADA CAFE— 6800 Cottage Grove. Hyde Park 0646. A young, lively, late, well mannered night club offering the best band in Town (Guy Lombardo's). Grand. Billy Leather is headwaiter. Yell for him. RAPHAEL'S— 7913 Stony Island. Regent 1000. A large and lavish dinner and dancing palace far to the South and pleas ingly uncrowded. Good food, good mu sic, good people. By all means try it. Mr. Mallick is headwaiter. CLUB APEX— 330 East 35th. Douglas 4878. Black and Tan. A surprising number of genuinely notable customers. A lively band, a worthwhile experience. Frankie Sine is headwaiter. SUHSET CAFE — Across the street from the Apex. A little bigger. A little louder. A little more so. It is a Black and Tan, and perhaps not quite so select. Charley Edgar's band. Mistuh Porter is headwaiter. TUECUICAGOAN 5 DL U M'S VOGUE "Chaque annee je m'en vais a Paris pour des habillements, mais ils ne me vont jamais." "Ce n'est pas ainsi avec moi. Je trouve que " "Et chaque (ois que je m'en vais a New York, j'achete des robes, mais je n'ai jamais le temps pour les avoir essayees proprement." "Que! grand dommage! Quant a moi, quand une robe m'est envoyee de Blum, je sais bien d'avance qu'elle me conviendra comme je le desire." 6 TUECUICAGOAN Because— ft* *»« It prints more financial quotations and has fewer errors than any other Chicago newspaper. It is the only paper to print complete final Bid and Asked prices of the New York Stock Exchange. It is the first on the street with the complete news of the day's stock market close. It prints the opening quotations on all Chicago and New York stocks. 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"1 500" is less than ten minutes by motor from the Loop, yet it is located ROSS & BROWNE Sales and Managing Agents 80 East Jackson.Boulevard • Wabash 1052 Agent on Premises at the very heart of the Near North Side's finest residential district, with clubs, schools and churches close by. Busses and taxis conveniently pass the door. The fine shops in the Drake Hotel neighborhood are but five minutes walk from "1500". Here, then, is an address of sin gular prestige, a building solid in construction, beautiful in finish, complete in its many conveniences and services and with a distinguished group of co-owner tenants . . . "1 500 Lake Shore Drive." A few apartments are yet available, for Spring occupancy. 8 TUECUICAGOAN THE MODERNE HOME AT ITS BEST IN THE THIRD FLOOR'S 20TH CENTURY INTERIORS SUGGESTIVE of the resources of the John M. Smyth Decorative Staff are the Third Floor's Twentieth Century interiors. Eager to aid you with sensible advice and counsel in your own homefurnishing are these well-informed experts. EXCLUSIVELY A STORE FOR THE HOME SEND FOR OUR BOOK OF FURNITURE FASHIONS E d i t o PROFESSIONAL ethics as in- terpreted and practiced by the medical societies has never been a subject to which the informed public has been able to lend sympathetic understanding. It is a case in which the so ciety's professed ethics sets up an objective which is for- eign to the actual objective of its practiced code. Pre fessedly a great humanitarianism is aimed for; actually, as in the case of the recent expulsion of Dr. Louis E. Schmidt, a pretty cheap and mean objective is served. To allege unethical advertising because of a physician's connection with that fine public benefaction, The Public Health Institute — a non-profit and very practical philan thropic endeavor, is going far afield. For the organised medical profession to appear jealous of the loss from their revenues of the nominal fees charged by this Institute on patronage stimulated by advertising leaves the profession basking in a decidedly unfavorable light. The Institute's publicity has been a campaign of educa tion, and education of a sort vitally needed, as every prac ticing physician knows. Instead of criticism it should have the profession's heartiest support. Dr. Schmidt in stead of being read out of the Society should have been read into higher honors because of his unselfish cooperation with the work of the Institute. The Society's devotion to ethical practice will become more understandable when it quits its concern over cheap technicalities; stops worrying over the Dr. Schmidts and commences to give some attention to that type, represented in its membership, who looks upon the scalpel as an instru ment for pecuniary gain, with all other considerations held decidedly secondary. MR. RICHARD BENNETT, the actor, who is reck lessly investing his talents in the messy piece called "Jarnegan," is again indulging in intemperate re marks to his audiences. Intemperate as the script of the play certainly is, the remarks referred to are Mr. Bennett's original contributions to the evening's entertainment. Mr. Bennett is displeased with the opinions of the play critics. He is particularly displeased with Mr. Charles Col lins of The Chicagoan. If Mr. Collins were ever so slightly concerned over what Mr. Bennett may think of him, personally or professionally, he might be somewhat up set. However, according to press-time bulletin Mr. Collins is his usual joyous self. As far as Mr. Bennett is concerned, it is all pretty sad. For an actor of his ability to be engaged in Mr. Jim Tully's experienced survey of the sewers of Hollywood, which is entirely without merit unless a tawdry sensationalism has I" I Zt 1 I \./ come t0 mean merit in the theatre, is a / depressing eventuality. Mr. Collins, in his great kindliness of spirit, deplores Mr. Bennett's connection with the play, in Mr. Bennett's behalf. It may be that Mr. Collins has quite mis-judged the situation. The atmosphere of "Jar' negan" may, in truth, be quite congenial to its stellar player. During a recent performance of '7arnegan" complaint was made to the management that a gentleman who appar ently had drunk too copiously at dinner was making ob jectionable remarks. The offending person was conducted to an exit, but upon reaching the threshold refused to leave. A policeman was summoned. He listened patiently to the charge that the patron had made certain objectionable remarks. 'After the langwidge ya hear in that theatre," the offi cer summed up, "I don't blame the guy." Whereupon he returned solemnly to his business of directing traffic. ? THE attitude of the authorities who cause to have en acted laws and regulations which they know in advance will be broken more often than kept becomes increas ingly more difficult to understand. It would seem that the police in Chicago, both city and park, have quite enough to do without busying themselves in pursuit of the solid citi' sen who fractures such absurd regulations as the twenty- five miles an hour speed limit through Lincoln Park. Any motorist who seeks to keep within this speed limit in passing through the Park stands in no little peril of being run down by the motor coaches and taxicabs who, apparently, are exempt or unmindful of anything having to do with speed regulations over this course. New traffic conditions, wide boulevards without inter sections and four-wheel brakes insist upon a revised con cept as to what speed means safety on the highways. Thirty miles an hour through Lincoln Park, which is some what short of the normal, if not the legal, speed is safer than the archaic twenty-five. IT is a fact that our fellow townsman, Mr. Charles G. Dawes, as Vice President of the United States, did not succeed in getting the Senate to revise its rules, nor in rationalising the institution of Senatorial Courtesy. Nevertheless, his efforts to escape the traditional oblivion of the Vice-Presidency were predicated on a decidedly more impressive basis than that created by the question as to just where the Vice-President's official hostess shall be seated at state dinners. — M ARTIN J. QUIGLEY. TUECUICAGOAN SAKS-FIFTH AVENUE jM ortk Aiicliican Avenue at vJiesruut Otreet [J tt* ' T" r\ / 7 ¦ ¦ T*% "rp\Trri _r EARLS of tie URIENT e^ CULTURED ^ Direct Oaks-t ifth Avenue Importation A tamo us authority has said ol tliese cultured oriental pearls, As they are of exactly the same substance ana colour as the natural or uncultured pearl, there is no real reason why they should not hare the same value — each sort has the same lustre and sheen, a quality which cannot be imitated by any form of paste or artificial pearls! Saks -Fifth Avenue takes pleasure in inviting you to inspect this superb collection of cultured oriental pearls. Necklace,: 30O00 ro 2500 .00 TUECUICAGOAN n Go, Chicago! Notes for Traveling Citizens SINCE they made Europe so easy, it is as hard to talk about as a tonsillectomy. If one mentions a be loved hospital experience at the after noon bridge, half a dozen women hear not a word, but sit gloating, ready to rush in with their exciting spells at the first pause for breath. They have all had operations, and now they have all been to Europe, so it's quite the thing to get snooty and bored if anyone men tions his continental tour. "Really, everyone does Europe now. It's nothing to get excited about." Well, to me that's just hooey. Any one bound for Europe, though he has crossed seventeen times, ought to go crazy before he starts and has the right to talk his friends into coma when he returns. But why not be kind, pre vent that coma, and keep a grip on next winter's conversation, by digging up a few new ones this year? Even in the much visited Paris there are unre- vealed joys and undiscussed facets of beauty for the astute explorer, and all over the continent there are unfamiliar places to visit, with amazing new ways to do the familiar places. THE less familiar spots are good bets for the big season of July and August, when tourist mobs descend on the heavily traveled centers and Paris goes American. If you are off in Jih- lava or Ruzomborok, you avoid the horde and can ramble back with the regulars feeling pretty smart and cos mopolitan, and much more comfortable. However, if you would stay nearer By LUCIA LEWIS London and Paris, substitute a Welsh town or Irish valley for the rashly sug gested Czecho-Slovakian nooks (which I have never seen myself, off the map) , and if you paint, write, compose or are just too dawgone tired to do anything but sit and gape, let me prescribe the Irish valley. Rockwell Kent, for instance, brought a group of his best canvases out of a summer on the wild northwest coast of Ireland. Motoring from Dublin to Glencolumbkille, he started on foot to find a secluded corner in the surround ing mountains and valleys. From the top of one mountain he saw a misty, enchanting valley, marked it on his map and set off for Pord, where he found complete seclusion, almost com plete wilderness, and three Irish fam ilies, who welcomed him beamingly to their potatoes and oatmeal. But since they had only four beds for nine adults, the visitor moved on to find perfection in the valley of Glenlough, where one old couple offered lone hospitality and a spare cottage. Pigs and cows were chased out of the cottage, a floor was laid, window and fireplace built, and peace descended upon the artist for five blissfully quiet months. If you are this kind of person you can get to Dublin on your way over if you go by the English or German lines that stop at Cobh and, making your way up from Queenstown, get a good look at the new Free State. Take along a letter of introduction from your club and get some superlative golf at Milltown or Dollymount. These courses are just a step out of Dublin and do away with the necessity of staying in Irish country inns, which are usually fit for only the hardiest of travelers. Whether you try the Irish courses or head for the Scottish and English greens, don't forget that important let ter of introduction and, if possible, ap proach the clubs before or after the crowded July to September season. AS far as seclusion is concerned, I prefer mine sans pigs, cows and carpentry, so the venture of several other American notables seems much more inviting. These lucky beings lease sections of Norwegian rivers, where they play about all summer in princely privacy and (this is terrible, but there are no other words for it) in a fisherman's paradise. The salmon and trout rivers of Norway are getting more popular every year among sports men in the know and it's a good idea to take them in this year. Zane Grey has leased a stream for this summer, and you know what that means: maga zines and newspapers will be filled with articles and pictures of the mighty Zane, and next year Norway may be as jammed as a Balaban & Katz theatre. With so many rich streams one can have a pretty grand time even without leasing a personal beat, and it is easy enough to arrange for fishing and shoot ing privileges, licenses, guides, and all the rest, right here before you start. Incidentally, the Scandinavian cities aren't hard to take at all, and don't let anyone tell you that if you have seen 12 TUECUICAGOAN one you have seen them all. Oslo's virile, forthright Norskmen are as far removed from Stockholm's aristocrats as you and I are from the Finns, while Copenhagen glitters with expatriate Russian officers, Viennese damsels, beautiful guardsmen of vanished or ders. In but one delightful particular are they alike — that ol' debbil Prohibi tion has been booted swiftly out of each. Norway tried, but gave it up when the wine producing countries de cided to forego Norwegian sardines in retaliation; and Stockholm, with those magnificent outdoor cafes under the "white nights" of Sweden — oh, perish the thought! The beauty of it all is that if one dallies in Scandinavian cafes too long — as one frequently does — one can leap into a plane and fly to Paris or London for a trifling fifty dollars. BEFORE you leave this corner of Europe, however, Soviet Russia may get into your blood as a new travel venture. For years we have flut tered around outside peering in through cracks in the fence, and now it seems we are asked in at last. But the Rus sians believe in the safety-in-numbers idea. They make it rather uncomfort able for individuals that come knocking at the door, while authorized tours are offered the "finest facilities of Soviet Russia," whatever that means. Con ducted tours do jerk Russia into the realm of bourgeois reality, but these tours are better than nothing for those who are curious about Bolshevism and its works. Not that I would belittle the con ducted tour! Once at that word "tour" visions of spectacled school teachers plodding wanly through gal lery after gallery would rise before me, but I have learned that there are tours and tours. Young Farquhar Ferguson, one of the Armour grandsons, almost joined the student suicides when he was informed, upon finishing college, that he was to be sent on a world cruise with a man from Cook's. But he discovered that this was one of those doggy, privately conducted trips that the companies like Cook's, Ray mond and Whitcomb, American Ex press, to mention only a few of the big ones, map out like masterpieces of strategy in a battle. The young trav eler found his companion a delightful friend and a good egg, and by fortu itous flushes and full houses won back a goodly part of the money his mother had paid in fee. But more than that he realized the courier was a general for whom baggage always arrived at the right time in the right place, crowded hotels always found rooms, and rail roads always connected without an noying waits or changes. THIS sort of travel luxury is costly, but even those who do not em ploy a private courier can have the path made easy by these same organ izations. To go on one of their tours does not mean that you cannot go by yourself or with your own party and that you will be hustled around like sheep to see things you don't give a hang about. For the "independent" traveler they map out an itinerary that covers just what he wants to cover, take care of railroad tickets, hotel res ervations, automobile licenses, baggage; they meet him and guide him around if he wants them to, or retire discreetly if he wants to go it alone. Nothing, for instance, could be more individual than a trip that was mapped out for a de voted but uncongenial family by the TUECUICAGOAN 13 understanding gentleman over at the Amerop Bureau. Mother, son and daughter traveled together, but each one had his or her particular itinerary, to suit his or her particular interests, made out for Paris, London, everywhere they stopped. There's a scheme that does away with the too-close association of travel, allows everyone to follow his own desires and friends are still friends when they land at New York. It should find particular favor with all the reluctant gentlemen that yearn to pile up saucers at a sidewalk cafe while the little woman takes in the shops. The most unswerving devotee of in dependent travel may be lured by the conducted air tours that are new this summer. For the most expensive one you get more travel for thirteen hun dred dollars than I have seen in a long time. Eight countries, ten cities, every thing but the ocean voyage by aero plane. Of course there are several others at lower prices that cover con siderable country. O PEAKING of independent travel, »J I like the carefree way one can rattle around in Switzerland on any railroad for any distance at any time on the fifteen or thirty-day tickets the lines issue. If you are staying for more than a few days these tickets are con venient and economical. They can be bought over here or when you reach Switzerland. It's fun to have a bright little pass book and dash from Basle to Lausanne and back to Neuchatel or half a dozen other places, for all the world like a railroad president or policeman. By about the fourth day you forget that you paid cash for the book and feel as if the entire Swiss railroad system were your oyster. Other systems wave alluring induce ments before the bargain-sniffing nose. For something like twelve or fourteen dollars the Hungarian railroads take you for a jaunt from Vienna into Budapest, a city that lingers warmly in memory for many reasons, particularly for welcome and bathrooms. Arriving late of a cold winter night, this rather forlorn traveler found a bowing, click ing, and English-speaking clerk at the station to lead her to the Duna-Palota Hotel. Once established in her room there she was summoned from between the hotel's monogrammed sheets by a gentle tap at the door, to behold, though dining room hours were over, a thoughtful manager had produced a succulent chicken sandwich and a warming glass of the finest port that ever glided over a grateful tongue. Eljen a Magyar! It is this same hotel, so lavish of real linen and wine, that sports huge bathtubs of pure marble, marble foot baths and, whether for sanitation or clubby hand cleansing, two marble wash basins. Bathrooms like that really threaten the plumbing supremacy of these United States. At the Ambas sador in Cologne, for instance, a room almost baronial in magnificence cradles a mammoth green tub with all uncouth faucets, knobs and such supplanted by dainty, silent pushbuttons. There's even one button just over the tub, to summon a servant should you be over come by steam or, mayhap, should the soap float out of reach. Can mortal ask for more? IUXURY and baths, of course, reach L* no higher peak than in the prince ly European spas, where you always have the excuse of some ailment for utter laziness. One American living in Paris recommends them as the perfect mode of escape from visits of boresome relatives, bill collectors, or what have you. Every time these callers threaten, her "physician orders the cure" at Brides les Bains, just twelve hours from Paris. At spas such as this you can be just too ill to write letters or see anyone, but there is nothing to prevent you from dancing, wining, dining, and gambling your head off if you want to. Of course there are doctors to give you mineral waters and excellent treatments if desired, but they are nice and tol erant about amusements. Europe is thick with spas and it is very simple to pick out just the one that will cure each individual's ailments while it gratifies his little vices. So, all in all, it seems there are a few things we can still get excited about, even if everyone does go. There's life in the old continent yet! 14 TUECUICAGOAN Washington Society Note: Husband of Official Hostess of the Vice-President Dines at the British Embassy TUECUICAGOAN 15 The Streets of the Town Randolph: From Past to Present By CHARLES COLLINS I TOOK a walk with the Past — the not-too-remote Past — down Ran dolph Street. The past of streets is more eloquent than their present. The ghosts that inhabit them, phantoms of demolished buildings or wraiths of vanished char acters, have stories to tell. Balzac and Dickens, word-etchers of enchanted street-scenes in Paris and London, al most always set their easels back a gen eration or two, thus achieving richer values and a deeper perspective. So from Fifth Avenue1 to State, I walked with my Past down Randolph Street, then as now Chicago's some what crude apology for a Rialto. THE Briggs House,2 headquarters of the labor leaders. A relic in archi tecture of the hasty brick laying period that followed the Great Fire. It is an out post of the proletariat, from which the capitalism of La- Salle Street can be am bushed. There business agents and labor report ers chew cigars together, and many a first-page story is born of their conferences. Baseball teams, too, are often dormitoried at the Briggs. The bar is noted, but we will not enter it. There is blood on the floor. Vincent Altman was shot this afternoon, when his el bow was crooked in a health to his assassin, (probably "Mossy" Enright), and thus the long saga of Chicago's fantastic gun men begins. Across the street is a happier place of refreshment— the Bismarck Restaur ant,8 focal point of German gemueth- \ich\eit. It is warm with that spirit of Teutonic friendliness which turned sour at the thunder of siege guns, cracking the fortresses of the Belgian frontier. A generation of gourmands have dined gorgeously here. Shall we sit at one of the refectory tables, pol ished by waiters' towels, and have a liter of Pschorrbraeu, a dark Munich beer thick as an emulsion? Or shall we stand at the long, impressive bar JUEC and call for cups of Mai'iuein, herb- flavored, exquisite with the bouquet of spring? OR shall we enter the more formal rooms of the Bismarck, where that new style in entertainment, dinner dancing, is in progress? "Too Much Mustard" is the tune of the moment — a fast, vibrating one-step to which the Changed to Wells Street. 2Now the Steuben Club's new sky-scraping tower building. sThe name lives, embalmed in a great hotel, but the place and its hearty customs have van- ished into the Ewig\eit. ¦•Swallowed up by the Burnham Building. world is castle-walking, turkey-trotting or bunny-hugging. There are rag-time rhythms in "Too Much Mustard" and the other tunes of the prevalent dance- mania. But jazz is unknown. Soon, however, this musical infection will ooze out of the rat-holes of the under world. Negro "professors" and pimps, at their cigarette-scarred pianos in levee dives and out on the Barbary Coast, are even now conjuring up this modern god. We pass LaSalle Street with a glance into the roughneck saloon called Quincy Number Nine,4 and begin to 16 TUECUICAGOAN look for chorus girls. On one side, the black-out of the City Hall and County Building, a stale Egyptian tomb con tributing nothing to the night-life, not even illumination. On the other, Pow ers' Theater,5 still retaining pretensions to its old elegance as Hooley's. The bar for entr'acte drinking, next door to Powers', offers on its free-lunch tables steamed periwinkles from the coast of Scotland, which may be coaxed out of their curled shells by the point of a toothpick. One of those cement Highlanders which were the trademark of Hanna and Hogg keeps guard at the portal. NOW we come to the Sherman House, whose patrons cannot re member that Hotel Sherman is its new label. And here, testifying to Chi cago's mysterious fondness for cafes in basements, is the College Inn, red-letter rendezvous of the town's upper Bohemia. If we should drop into the College Inn, to see who is sitting at the aisle tables near the door, our pilgrim age would get no farther. We would linger there to talk for hours. Paul Armstrong, the playwright, is prob ably sipping a black, sinister, French drink called Amer Picon with Lou Houseman, leader of the "loop- hounds." They look like a brace of Spanish Main pirates on shore leave, but they are discussing the higher values of the drama — especially Arm strong's "Alias Jimmy Valentine," now at the peak of its run. That sixteen-year-old girl across the room, surrounded by men-about-town, ought not to be spanked and sent home, for she belongs in this picture. She is Ann Pennington of the delectable knees, a fledgling chorister (in the argot of the day, a "broiler") with a prom ise of fame in the way she shakes her curls and her shoulders. Stare at her, and know what the young nymphs are like who reward the faithful in the Mohammedan paradise. Clark and Randolph Streets. Chi cago's grubby Place De L'Opera. Stand here long enough, and the man or woman you have been hunting for years will pass by. It is one of the cross-roads of the world for those that follow the mirage of the night-life. We pause to test its value as a meeting place. . . . Presently Dr. Kolischer and Dick Greiner, dinner-jacketed for gay- ety, materialize out of the crowd, and toss off an invitation to a party after "That sixteen-year-old girl is Ann Pennington, a fledgling choris ter . . . ;" the show. Sallie Fisher will be the guest of honor. THE Ashland Drug Store,* where through every hour of the night chorus girls load themselves down with cosmetics, if their accompanying Johns are generous, and where night-workers wait for northbound trolley cars. Be neath it, the Lambs Cafe,7 where "Smiley" Corbett presides as an unc tuous host, seeming to hold all the strings of nocturnal intrigue in his pudgy hands. This is a clubby resort, where players, paragraphers and poli ticians meet each other or their mis tresses. Here are many familiar faces — among them young Jack Barrymore, who may amount to something some day, and Percy Hammond, the fat boy of the sneering polysyllables. They are 'Engulfed in the maw of the Hotel Sherman. "Corner now occupied by an orange drink and hot'dog booth. 'Now the Bamboo Inn (cuisine chinoise). 8Extant. BNo longer. J0Moved to New York. "Now the basement of a drug store. 12He married well. "Called the Apollo at present. "Renamed the Crystal Hotel. MStill true to the animate drama. '"Business as usual. 1TIt survives, unchanged. "Now a lady barber shop. "Gone to Hollywood long ago. bitterly cursing their respective profes- sions as they devour T-bone steaks smothered with onions. . . . Upstairs, on the old bank floor of the Ashland Building, are the quarters of the Press Club, now somewhat decadent. Across the street from the Lambs is the place "Smiley" Corbett goes to when he gets through work. It is the City Hall Square Hotel,8 which he manages, and strange birds roost there. The guests are troubled in their day- time slumbers by the tin-pan-alley ef fects in the music publishers' offices, next door. . . . The news-stand on this corner carries the gazettes of all the cities in the world,' from Auckland to Hammerfest. Edna Ferber, a Hyde Park girl,10 has just written a good short story about it. . . . Music wells up from basement windows here, for George Silver's joint" is below-stairs. The tune is "Alexander's Rag'time Band," written by a young nobody named Irving Berlin." Silver's is too scarlet a place to last long in such im pertinent proximity to the law-enforc ing powers of "Central" and "the Bureau." But its dedication was blessed by a clean young man: George M. Cohan bought the first bottle of champagne uncorked at Silver's for $1,000. THE block between Clark and Dearborn is the best on the street. On one side, the Olympic Theater," the Union Hotel14 and Restaurant, the Garrick Theater,15 and "Sammy's." On the other, Henrici's,1* always brag ging that it has black-balled Gunga Din's obnoxious brother, old Orchestral Din; and the King Joy Lo," patrician of the chop-suey joints. "A Modern Eve" is prospering at the Garrick, with William Norris, Joseph Santley and Adele Rowland in the cast, and its song-hit, "Good-by, Everybody," is an enchanting waltz; but we will not look in there, for the performance is nearly over. Let us rather drop down the narrow stairway into the basement be neath the Schiller Building, and in the little cafe concealed there wait for the girls who will appear when they have wiped off their make-up. For this is "Sammy's," more formally known as the Green Room Inn." Addison Burkhardt," the librettist, is sitting for company in "Sammy's," as usual. To amuse himself he draws pic tures of Harry Askin, upside down, on the table cloth, or else invents "daffy- dills," which are the wisecracks of the TUECUICAGOAN 17 period, to make the waiters laugh. He couples the names of Harry Askin and Joe Harris, partners in producing mu sical shows who have just rejected a Burkhardt libretto, in a double pun, as follows: "If Harry is a skin, does Joe harass?" . . . Presently Ashton Stevens enters, chaperoning Henry Kitchell Webster, who is writing a series of short stories for the Saturday Evening Post with "Sammy's" and the LaSalle Theater as a background. There is a bacchic gleam behind Stevens' spectacles, but Webster has the self-conscious Evanstonian expres sion of a serious novelist hunting ma terial. Burkhardt, the presiding genius of the place, greets them as brothers in the craft of letters, and offers them the freedom of his kingdom. "Hey, you skirts!" he calls out to three chorus girls. "Forget your dates with your Johns for a night and pay some attention to brains!" THE girls join the party and promptly order stingers, which are composed of white creme de menthe and brandy, frappe — a tipple under whose influence the heart of the chorus reveals itself with diverting candor. They are Eleanor Brown, with the face of a blessed damozel and the vocab ulary of a dragoon; Marie Carruthers, tall, dark and gentle; and Mazie Kim ball, a maenad with red hair. They are Chicago chorus girls, who live here in preference to Broadway, and their breed is doomed to extinction. Burkhardt talks about a promising "pony" in his "Sweetest Girl in Paris" — by name, Lenore Ulrich. He says that the slender young blonde who has just come in is Jeanne Eagels, a chorus girl in "The Pink Lady." . . . When "Sammy's" closes at one a. m., the sur vivors of five rounds of stingers will go across the street to the Aschen- broedelverein,20 an upstairs place which keeps open all night because it is a sort of club run by the musicians' union. There they will soothe their inflamed temperaments with beer and \alter aufschnitt. Between Dearborn and State Streets, the Rialto tapers off. We pass the Colonial Theater," trying to live down the tragic past of the Iroquois. Ob serve its ornate, sculptured facade, with the impressive portal. It was pat terned after a memorial built in Paris to the victims of the bazaar fire and panic of the 90s. A coincidence of ter rific ill-omen. ... In the spacious of- "Shall we take a cab, dear — or don't you care to smoke- fices of the Colonial, upstairs, George Lederer, the manager, holds court, and his retinue indulge in high-powered poker. Here, too, Jack Lait, the star reporter, borrows a typewriter once a week, and between dusk and dawn gets out an edition of his Chicago Tele graph. His assistant captions a column of Rialto cynicisms: "Bob Lee's Miser- ables." AND now we arrive, the Past and . I, at State Street, where the glamour of the night ends, where Mar shall Field's stands as a great bastion of the respectability of the mercantile life. At the old State Street with the Masonic Temple22 as its northern land mark. This point is destined to be come a spillway for the new Rialto, when regiments of robots, shepherded by ushers in comic opera uniforms, will fill the sidewalks for hours, even in the rain — meek, patient suppliants for admission to the baroque tabernacles of the future cinema. And here I part with the Past. I "In other words, the Cinderella Club. ished. nThe Oriental stands on its grave. "Called the Capitol Building. Van- can, if I choose, walk back along Ran dolph Street with the Present, finding many changes that must be rubber- stamped as Bigger and Better. But my progress would be to a refrain of eheu, fugaces labunter anni. Since the invention of motion pic tures, the passage of the Eighteenth Amendment, and the popularization of the hot-dog sandwich, the old, charac teristic romance has fled from the Rial to. Randolph Street, higher, brighter and more crowded than it was during the first fifteen years of this century, has become merely a tramping-ground for the dismal herd. At the Clark Street corner a banner floats which symbolizes the change. Its emblem reads : "Suits, $22." Triolet She never knew music Could cut like a knife. She thought it was magic; She never knew music. Then Love strummed a tragic Theme for her life. She never knew music Could cut like a knife. — WILLIAM CLOSSON EMORY. 18 TUECUICAGOAN mqw;o HI/ HUM. "G<?<?, / Ao^e tAat guy am't a Smoke Inspector' TUECUICAGOAN 19 Chicago Clubs: An Inquiry ^^N the fifth of March of this year ^^ of grace the Interfraternity Club became two years old. It is an illumi nating measure of its success that on the bulletin board, as one enters the Club, is the notice, "The membership of the Interfraternity Club has been closed at 1200 members. There is a waiting list of 52." Many who, two years ago, were hesitant at paying an initiation fee of $15 now form in line at the left to pay $100. In a city as large as Chicago there are hundreds of young fraternity men to whom the University Club is inac cessible. They live in boarding houses or small hotels. The opportunity of meeting men of their own type is lim ited. Most of them are beginners, more or less restricted by small in comes. They need a homelike place where they may spend their evenings, meet their own fraternity brothers and men of similar tastes. The Interfraternity Club By DR. FRANK WIELAND SOMEWHAT over two years ago one Warren Piper, a Sigma Nu, in an interval when he was not trying to impress upon the public the idea that diamonds were more necessary than bread, evolved the idea of an Interfra ternity Club. It is amazing that so great a thing could have grown out of an interval so brief. Warren Piper founded the Club, at first mentally. He then went to the Congress Hotel, presented his plan to the managers, and all but signed a lease. He invited about a dozen men whom he regarded as out standing in college fraternity circles to meet at a dinner at the hotel. He impressed upon his guests that the din ner would be without expense. All who were invited came. George Allen, Assistant Manager of the Congress Ho tel, a Kappa Sigma, placed before the twelve a dinner that must have made the gods envy mortals. George said, "This is the sort of dinner you will be served if you decide to come to us." George was in error. The dinner was never duplicated. However, that night a lease was signed. The Interfraternity Club was born. The space taken was the Presidential Suite. I judge it was dedicated to one of the very early presi dents. Within a few weeks more space was taken, and within a year we had outgrown all the rooms the Congress could allow us. The Club was 700 strong. I SHALL never forget the infinite courtesy of the Hotel Management. They seemed to sense our problem. Every possible concession was made to insure our success, and graciously made. It was with regret that we had to seek larger quarters, as the members began to clamor for hand-ball courts, more billiard rooms, more card rooms, a gymnasium, and more dining space. The eighteenth floor of the La Salle 20 TUECUICAGOAN "Gad, .Flora, what a picture you'd make with a baby!" Hotel, already spaced for club purposes, became available. We moved into our present splendid quarters last Septem ber. At once the membership rose, and was soon closed. The Interfraternity Club had become an entity. In the limited space at the Congress we could accommodate only about sixty at lunch eon; the average number in the new quarters is something over 300. There is not a penny of debt, and the Club has not only a bank account but has $17,000 invested in Liberty bonds. As Warren Piper said, in making his re port at the end of the year, "Laugh that off." I thought I had experienced nearly all the thrills that fraternity and col lege life could give. I found there were a few left. Over forty years of activity in my own fraternity had put me into contact with ten generations of Delta Taus, as college generations go. In a vague way I felt sure there must be some virtue in other college fraternities, but my own had been self- sufficient. Then in a moment's time there came a degree of responsibility for the welfare of men from forty fra ternities. It was quite the happiest experience of my life. IT was a fine thing to come to know that one could be a Phi Psi and not have gall-stones. Years ago, when Warren Piper was wont to walk down Michigan Avenue, preceded by a Sigma Nu badge that could have been used as a raft, in case of emergency, the White Wings dropped their brooms and burst into singing, "White Star of Sigma Nu," although the words were as unfamiliar as those of The Star Spangled Banner to a newly elected Congressman. Now even I like the song. It was equally illuminating to learn that Dekes at times sought sandwich shops, in spite of the fact that Tracy Drake, perhaps not alone of necessity, gave reduced rates to all his fraternity brothers. One of our early speakers and guests was Donald McMillan. He told most dramatically how he had planted the emblems of his fraternity at the North Pole, as had Admiral Peary the Deke flag some years before. Mr. Coolidge had worn a Phi Gam pin into the White House. He was no torious for being absentminded. Envy thus possessed the souls of S. A. E.s. The outstanding things of the world had thus far passed them by. A happy inspiration came to them. One great thing was as yet unaccom plished. The championship of flag pole sitters was as yet unwon. Brother Joe put S. A. E. on the map for all time, as far as flag-poles permit. He exuded fraternity loyalty from his dizzy height as commoners exude perspiration. Walkers in West Madison Street in terrupted their search for cigarette butts long enough to gaze aloft and mutter, "Ain't education grand?" the while they cursed the fate that de barred them from the glory that ac crued to S. A. E. EARLY in the history of the Club I sat at meat one day with an other founder. There appeared at the door a vision the like of which I had never seen before. Intelligence sat upon his brow as firmly as if fixed by LePage's glue. A mass of dark and curly hair lent romance to the face. The collar, cut quite decollete, must have been of virginal whiteness earlier in the week. Rarely have I seen so dramatic a combination of male love liness and spiritual aura. In hushed awe I asked my companion, "Can this perhaps be God?" "Oh, no," he re plied, "that is just a Phi Gam from Dartmouth; they get like that." The honor of the first presidency went to Delta Tau Delta. To Na thaniel Leverone, Phi Gam from Dart mouth — amazing coincidence — him of the errant tongue and the exaggerated cosmic urge, fell next the gift. And now, Kappa Alpha, Southern, in the person of the shapely Preston Wil liams, presides in liquid Kentucky ac cents. Over the entrance to the Club is the motto, "Within these walls let no two strangers be." It is a fine sentiment; I think it is an exceptionally fine senti ment. I wrote it. L'Humeur Plus Douce I SHALL never write A best seller! A blessed calm To prate in feet, To peddle silly rimes, If one shall sail high seas betimes; But I am not cosmopolite; my Seasoning is not achieved in Sunny Cannes! Mauve, my blood, Quite off the blue! If it be true That ignorance is sin, Dull sinner she who may not Know chartreuse from gin; Who may not linger Over tea and scones with Becky West, Or G. B. S., In brittle repartee! Alas — my pallid jeu d'esprit Begs calories! I shall never write A best seller! Whose sophistry Is halt, whose technique yields No rare bouquet, is stowaway, Sans favor, sans taboo; Sans caviar, sans autograph, Sans fame, sans interview! — CHEVY CHASE. CUICAGOAN'/ TOWN TALK Hollywood ONE survives a Hollywood recep tion every so often. That is to say, one attends a reception for a Hollywood person. Refreshments and entertainment are served after the au thentic manner of Hollywood. And one survives. The last occasion was in Mae Mur ray's honor. A delightful collation was served before dinner. The throng of merrymakers sat down 'mid peals of pleasure. The collation was especially praised by ladies present. However, not by Miss Murray. Miss Murray does not partake of collations. And never does. A cosmopolitan gathering, of course, is rather tolerant of women smoking one cigarette after meals. Miss Murray did not smoke. She never smokes, thank you. Hollywood — every so often. Time CALLERS of Cathedral 8000 who are informed pleasantly that "at tibe next tone signal the time will be — " may take comfort in knowing that the voice is not that of a robot, but of one of a dozen authentic young ladies as signed to the time booth. Cathedral 8000 is, in fact, a niche in the Bell building nearing completion at Washington near Randolph. The time booth is in the center of the floor occupied by the Dearborn exchange. From 6 in the morning until 11 at night an operator in her soundproof booth tells over the time signals. The tone itself is melodious every 15 sec onds. Thus the operator broadcasts (a microphone is used in this work) four times a minute. An hour on the air, 240 announcements, and Miss Correct Time is relieved by a young lady from the regular board. Though operators spell off, white lights on Cathedral ex change scarcely flicker; someone al ways wants the hour. Until a few months ago any regular operator fur nished the hour on request. Now, with concentration, the single booth is adequate. Visitors to Cathedral 8000 are wel come. A supervisor shows them through the sixth floor, explains the exchange impartially to school children and scientists. The time booth remains the star attraction. People stare at the girl within devout in her litany to the sun. Indeed, if one is not too old nor prematurely wise, one might rise to the idea of breaching the crystal wall with valorous lance and so rescuing the slave girl who may — who knows?- — be a princess. But, after all, she is pretty busy. Windy City NOW and again we tire mildly of the term Windy City as an epi thet. We have noticed no gales in Chicago not duplicated elsewhere. In deed, we have noticed no gales at all, come to ponder the matter. However, we lately consulted Mr. Elliott of the Weather Bureau as a scrupulous au thority. According to Weather Bureau sta tistics, the average wind velocity of Chicago for 1928 was 9.9 miles an hour. New York, fond of referring to "the Windy City," turns in a yearly velocity measured at 9.3 miles an hour — a difference of .6 miles, a barely per ceptible zephyr. Minneapolis averaged 10.4 over the same period. Buffalo counted handsomely with 15.4 miles day in and day out. If it's maximum velocities you're wanting, Chicago's hardest blow meas ured 41 miles an hour. New York did better (or worse) with 42. Minne apolis is shamed at 43. And Buffalo, during 1928, experienced a genuine gale which measured 70 miles on a screaming aeromometer. As we have mentioned, we tire of the pseudonym, Windy City. Academy A SQUARE, sedately lighted room on Michigan Avenue just off Pearson street is vivid with what was once the deadly punctillio of rapier play. The Franco- American National Academy of Fencing, however, offers instruction in fencing as a poised and graceful sport long fashionable in Chi cago. Oddly enough, the Franco- American fencing master is a Belgian, Edmond J. Clermont. M. Clermont is also on the athletic faculty of the Chicago Racquet and Lakeshore Athletic clubs. He has crossed foils with Edward, Prince of Wales, at the Racquet Club. He has instructed Adolphe Menjou, Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Fairbanks, Ramon Navarro, and the late Rudolph Valen tino. Chicago pupils include Eleanor and Alicia Patterson, Muriel McCormick, Mrs. George McClintock, and, most proficient of all says M. Clermont, Mrs. Richard Folsom. Fencing in the French technique is an exacting sport requiring immense control, quick judg ment and smooth, precise execution. Ladies, Helasl are too often out of the city to become perfect fencers. Pupils of the Academy range in age from four years to sixty. The young est the daughter of the Professor him self. Nearly every nation in the world is represented in the banners which adorn the master's exercise room. These banners were presented to the insti' tution by nationals of the various coun tries. Union THERE appeared recently at a south side apartment hotel a dc livery man bearing a radio battery. He asked to be taken to the sixth floor in the freight elevator. Mildly surprised, the manager was; 22 TUECUICAGOAN tactful in pointing out that automatic elevators ran six floors if only the user pressed the "6" button. Also, the manager hinted at extreme preoccupa tion with managerial tasks. The radio man stood his ground un abashed and opened a parley, "I'm a union man," he began, "and you see I'm not allowed to operate elevators. My union card — " "Of course," agreed the manager, "I honor you for your principles. While I am not called to your particu lar station of life, still I should be un gracious to interfere with your order ing of it. I agree. You need not op erate the elevator." "Thank you," said the delivery man. "The stairs," advised the manager, "are just beyond that alcove." Automobile WHEN a man puts on the dog that's news. But when Edith Rockefeller McCormick does it, she's only doing what's expected of her. The latest manifestation is the new Rolls-Royce in which she tours the Chicago boulevards. This magnificent creation, which replaces an automobile of the same make, for years a regular feature of Michigan Boulevard's daily parade, has at least one unique feature : the old-fashioned chauffeur's speaking tube is replaced by a system of push buttons which renders verbal com munication between passenger and driver superfluous. Within easy reach of Mrs. McCormick 's finger-tips is an array of buttons which is translated on the dashboard in the front seat as a row of tiny electric lights. Under each light, and there are some sixteen of them, is a printed legend; among the number are "turn right"; "turn left," "go faster," "go slower," "go home," "turn here," etc. In response to the button in the back seat one of the tiny red lights goes on, illuminating the written command immediately below. The car itself rides on a wheelbase of 146% inches; it is of glossy black with a tonneau decorated in cane trim ming. Resplendent in the front seat are the inevitable chauffeur and foot man, the color of whose liveries has long been a matter of dispute among innocent bystanders; the question at is sue being: are they plum color, bur gundy, or claret? But this is a fine point. Mrs. McCormick's fondness for liv eried servants is clearly evidenced in the costumes of the house servants. For every formal occasion, the footman at the outer door of the McCormick mansion, the two footmen at the inner door, the butler at the inner door, and the miscellaneous or general utility footman, wear costumes of knee breeches, cutaway coats with silver buttons, white stockings and black pat ent leather pumps. The fact that these domestics do not wear wigs is consid ered a signal concession on the part of their mistress to the American custom in these matters. Flood UNDER ordinary circumstances a flood means little or nothing to Chicago art. Even though watery phe nomena are confined to basements, few art exhibits suffer and artists themselves are an amphibious crew equally viable wet (so to speak) or dry. But the recent downpour which flooded a basement at 57 East Chicago Avenue proved a dire artistic disaster. The basement houses the noted Round - Table Inn, a dining place of artists, musicians, students and whatnot, merry folk who are glad for a 50-cent meal and secure in an eating place free from hungry milkmen, bondsalesmen and truck drivers. Artists were hard put to dine in a room carpeted with an inch or so of water. Yet dine they did. Gaily enough, too. Passenger Agent THROUGH William Haskall Simp son, the Santa Fe railroad has col lected something over $100,000 worth of contemporary American painting. The Santa Fe collection of old Spanish furniture at Los Angeles is one of the finest in existence; it, too, has been supervised by the mild, gray-haired man whose executive offices in the Railway Exchange Building are those of an Assistant Passenger Agent in Charge of Advertising. Let an artist have talent, and Mr. Simpson's offices are open to him. He arranges transportation to New Mex ico. He buys the artist's work if possi ble. He employs artists when necessary. Men who paint the vivid, desert land scapes know him as a man who lives quietly, belongs to no clubs, does not care for golf or bridge, the executive's recreations, and writes in his spare time of the Southwest trails. Mr. Simpson was born in Kansas in 1868. He attended the University of Kansas, and left ungraduated to earn a living. In 1881 he joined up with the Santa Fe. In 1895 he took charge of the road's advertising. His life was strict, diligent, concerned principally with business. His hobbies were and are painting and poetry. He has one daughter, Betty, a student at the Uni versity of Chicago. Recently, an unpretentious volume "Along Old Trails" has come as a fresh note in verse of the Santa Fe country. It is modest, simple, charm ing. The author is William H. Simp son. He is not too much concerned with the new volume. Indeed, he dispar ages it a little. He wonders why any one honestly appreciates it. Explains that anything is possible in life. That, as a man grows older, things lose their importance, their enthusiasms. Legality HOWEVER fretfully The Amend ment may toss within the Na tional Consciousness, we are soothed when we reflect that there is nothing questionable about the malt business. Malt syrups and extracts are guiltless before the law; neither are they bind ing in conscience. Recently a friend in advertising has completed a survey — business, purely — of the malt situation. He reports 150 commercial brands cheerfully on the market. Until now, Pullman car names have claimed our utmost admiration. Well, the Pullman car is gone down in esteem. From now on we are a malt TUECUICAGOAN 23 name fancier. The names follow : Atlas, Alpha, Alaga, Arab, Blue Ribbon, Budweiser, Buckeye, Blatz, Better Malt, Better Brew, Bohemian, Blackstone, Blue Peach, Bock, Bull Frog, Blue Spring, Black fe? White, Big Chief, Best Test, Bavarian, Bondot Spe cial, Blue Star, Best Brew, Blue Rock, Brudenweiss, Best, Better Health, Bill's, Bodey Special, Belmont, Bully, Crown, Camel, Calumet, Clear Spring, Cavelli, Charlisto, Columbia, Checker, Double Dutch, Dove, De Luxe, Dutch Club, Douglas, Dependent, Edelweiss, Ever green, Faust, Free's, Family, Granite, Gold Medal. Germania, Gesundheit, Good Luck, High Test, High Life, Hawthorn, Hi- Craft, Hight, Ideal, Imperial, Jackson Park, Joe Grein's, Jefferson Park, Klot- ter's, La Swiss, Lova, Lager, Lion, Lucky Strike, Lunnette, La Boheme, Lawndale, Lincoln, Lufino, Liberty, Malt Marrow, McAvoy, Monarch, Mai Voz, Midget Special, Mel Weiss, Mad ison, Marvel, Melatone, Malagona, Master, Mello Cream, Olympia. Old Glory, Old Port, Old Dutch, Old Heidelburg, Old Reserve, Old Age, fe " "x W^'iv. ^ Old Southern, Old Rose, Owl, Pilzen- baur, Pabst, Puritan, Purity, Prima, Plumoke, Private, Prosit, Pride of Aus tin, Radio, Red Sun, Rhine Gold, Red Top, Real, Realtor, Schlitz, Swallow, Saazer, Sahara, Summit, Sunshine, Scout, St. Reeves, Seattle, Superior, Sonoma, S. M. Special, Sincerity, Schloss Brau, Tip Top, Topaz, U. S., Union, Universal, Unison, Unity, Ue- ber Alles, Uncle Walt, Veri Good, Wennersten, White Arrow, White Eagle, Windy City, White Banner, Wonder and Whang. These are our jewels. We invite further names to be added to the treas ure. Champion WE do not sponsor this kind of thing, yet we believe we are guiltless in giving it mention. A young man wintering at Palm Beach 'phoned his slightly older brother in Chicago. "How," inquired the young man at the Beach, "how about running down and driving me home in your car?" "Certainly," said the brother, "I shall start at once." It was 11 o'clock p. m. A friend accompanied the brother as a relief driver. They started at once. Exactly 35 hours later the brothers met at Palm Beach. Driving day and night, the elder brother and companion had covered 1,600 road miles across five states. The time: 45.71 miles per hour. The trip home, we take it, was a bit more leisurely. This same young man took off for Virginia Hot Springs a bit later. He drove alone. He covered the first 600 miles of road in 11 hours flat. The time: 54.54545454 and so on. The young man: Mr. Phil Welch, formerly of Notre Dame University and that institution's basketball team. May Day AWARE Townsmen faced with the i ordeal of moving can take com fort in a new and splendid volume bearing the imprint of Baird and War ner, Inc. A handsome book 19 inches tall and 12^2 wide, the volume is an nounced as a "Portfolio of Fine Apart ment Homes." Continuing with statis tics, the efforts of 73 co-operators are acknowledged as having made the sur vey possible. All in all 108 apartments and hotels are represented. Offerings range from single rooms in residential hotels of unquestioned pres tige and single room apartments in favorably situated buildings, up to 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 16 and 18-room dwellings, beautiful by the lake and se cure in arched limestone above the boulevard. Twelve Hundred Lakeshore Drive, a property owned by Mrs. Marion Stew art Honeyman, offers single floor apart ments, 18 rooms and six large baths. Five master chambers fronting on Di vision and Stone Streets and five baths. Five servant's rooms and a bath face north. The floor plan indicates La Chambre de Madame and La Chambre de Monsieur, Bibliotheque, Grand Salon, Le Petit Salon, Salon de Recep' Hon, Salle a Manger and L'Orangerie. Chambres des Domestiques and La Salle a Manger des Domestiques are, of course, included. The first two floors of the building are set apart for butlers, chauffeurs and laundresses. The Thirteenth floor is reserved for playrooms and, drolly enough, for extra maids. "The apart ments . . . embrace nearly every con ceivable appointment in the matter of convenience and beauty," so runs a statement of the case. They do. SLIGHTLY less elaborate are the 16-room duplex apartments, 18 and 19 stories up, at 1420 Lake Shore Drive. These apartments, ready for the Summer of 1929, may still be finished to order — the building is com pletely co-operative and other dwell ings are obtainable in 9 and 11 -room dimensions. But then one may be as sured of "wood burning fireplaces, a wood storage room off the living room, walnut paneled libraries, colored Fai ence tile wainscot in the bathrooms, colored bathtubs and lavatories, steel silver vaults, cedar closets, mechanical refrigeration, incinerators, plate glass windows, a spacious lobby, three high speed elevators . . . and a permanent view of the lake." Write Elmer A. Klaar and Co., 1400 Lake Shore Drive. To select a ten-room town house somewhat at random, turn to a con sideration of 190 East Chestnut Street; there are 15 apartments of seven and ten rooms. Each apartment has three baths. Windows are well spaced. Ventilation is ample. There are silver jewel safes. A doorman, elevator serv ice, vacuum cleaning and filtration sys tems, laundries and storage space. Modern in every respect, the building "includes conveniences which are deemed necessities to modern urban life." Also, it is handy to the street car line over on State. It is managed by E. C. Lang. The splendid 1500 Lakeshore Drive, a building designed by McNally and Quinn and managed by Ross and Browne, offers leasings under the co operative plan. Apartments can be arranged to suit the purchaser's taste 24 TUECUICAGOAN "your best friend wont tell you "—< WHEN you serve bitter, cloudy table water to your guests you'll probably never know what they think. But they do think and you know they do "talk." That is why so many smart hostesses serve Corinnis Waukesha Water. Then they are serenely certain they are doing the correct as well as the charming thing. For Corinnis Waukesha Water is the finest tasting table water in the world — absolutely above reproach every day of the year. It comes to you straight from the spring at Wauke- sha, Wisconsin. You will find it al ways crystal-clear — always pure and sparkling. PARTICULARLY IMPORTANT! Use Corinnis Waukesha Water in your electric refrigerator for freezing your ice cubes. Corinnis ice cubes cool drinks without detracting from their delicate flavors. Phone your order now Telephone Superior 6543 and have Corinnis Waukesha Water on your table tomorrow. Due to its widespread popularity we can deliver it to your door for a few cents a bottle. It is indeed one of the finer things in life which everyone can enjoy. HINCKLEY & SCHMITT, INC. 420 W. Ontario St. SUPerior 6543 (Sold also at your neighborhood store) J WAUKESHA WATER from 6-18 rooms. The usual prefer ment, however, is from 8-11 rooms. High ceilings, woodburning fireplaces, desirable exposures, all are still avail able even though three fourths of the leases were drawn up six months be fore the building's completion. Nine hundred Michigan Avenue North, also under Ross and Browne management, offers a wide variety of dwellings, serv ant's quarters, a court and a notable restaurant soon to be opened. THE Lakeshore Drive Hotel, 181 Lakeshore Drive, offers unques tionable luxury and refinement. Living rooms overlook" the lake. Service in the hotel manner is suavely perfect. And apartment privacy is easily had for those who wish it. Seventeen floors. A continental atmosphere of service and appointments. Five hundred thirty-four Stratford Place offers six, seven and eight room leases. Beautifully furnished, large chambers, a proximity to Lincoln Park and the lake. Fifteen stories in Gothic design. Wirtz, Hubert and Little, Inc., are managers. 'Phone them. Twenty One Thirty Lincoln Park West offers a permanent view of the Park. There are six and seven-room apartments with three baths. Each apartment has an individual elevator landing. The walls are effectively sound and vibration proof. Oman and Lilienthal are the architects. Lincoln Park West Trust, the owners. Twenty East Cedar offers 6, 9, 11, and 14 rooms. Living rooms are two stories. The library, dining room, kitchen and maid's quarters are on the first floor of each apartment; master's bedrooms and baths are on the second floor. Many suites afford a splendid view of the lake. In the larger apart ments trunk storage space is available. Garage facilities are close at hand. Managed by Hugh McLennan and Co. FOR the pioneer who will put up with a moderate dwelling, 923-25 Michigan Avenue, Evanston, offers a solution to the housing problem. It is a modest place. Six apartments only, three of five rooms and two baths and three of seven rooms and three baths. But then the 7-room apartments have a large heated sleeping porch and a solarium. Interiors are properly Q>' lonial. Baird and Warner. Two Hundred Nine Lake Shore Drive is within a short distance of clubs, hotels, schools and churches. Each floor offers two 14-room apart ments. Kitchen and service rooms are separated from the rest of the apart ment. Libraries, living rooms, and din ing rooms offer a matchless view of the lake. A garage is available in the building. Call the building corpora tion. Fourteen Forty Eight Lake Shore Drive is a modern building of the type rapidly encroaching on fine old homes in the hurly-burly metropolitan area. Its new style homes range from six rooms with three baths to twelve rooms and five baths. It overlooks the Park and the Lake. It is modestly offered by Baird and Warner. Yet to look further — ¦ Your pardon! In mentioning the "Portfolio of Fine Apartment Homes," we did not set down that it embraces 95 pages. Shake-Down AN eye-witness told us about it. It was on the south side in the Chat- field subdivision. A baker's delivery truck going a bit faster than the rest of the traffic was overtaken by a motor cycle policeman and stopped at the curb. The policeman dismounted and bel lowed the usual questions. It looked as though the baker's boy would draw a ticket. The driver, unsuccessful in talking himself out of the pinch, reached into the back of his truck and brought forth a box of doughnuts. He counted out a dozen, put them in a bag and handed the bag to the officer. The latter continued to keep his foot on the running board and there were more words. The baker again reached into the rear of his truck. This time he pulled out a good sized cake and proffered it. The cop, satisfied, pulled away. The baker's boy drove on, out a dozen doughnuts and a cake, but also out of a pinch. Well, it was a Prime Minister who remarked that every man has his price. TUECUICAGOAN 25 . . . the fraQran< ' day . . . keeps dual tryst parium and poudre that the triumphs or modernity f d r foubwant s most iavoured creations m critical I ans. hOUBIGAMT P A K I S TUECUICAGOAN CHICAGO AN/ HEN a man has bound books for 40 years, having learned the trade under the eye of a German father and beside his four brothers at the bindery bench, when he has taught his hands the feel of fine leathers and the stubborn tools of his work so that his hands know intimately the strength and texture of a book well bound by a master in the ancient craft — then that man knows books and bindings. He speaks with authority as a workman, as a designer, as a thor oughgoing artizan. His judgments are made in the tradition of a family which will tolerate book work only when it is handsomely and perfectly done. Such a craftsman is Edward Hertzberg, head of the Monastery Hill Bindery. Edward Hertzberg not only binds books; he knows, collects, makes and restores them as well. Since 1874, a Hertzberg has been among the book makers of Chicago. The father, Ernst Hertzberg, bound volumes for the Art Institute, for the Public Library, for the Field Museum, accounts still active on the Monastery Hill records. The great Libraries, Crerar, Newberry, Uni versity of Chicago, display Hertzberg work on their shelves. The University of Illinois sends its library students to the present plant to learn ancient and modern theories of book construction. The bookstores, Kroch's, Brentano's, Chandler's, Field's, send much of their work to the Hertz - bergs. And scarcely a great family in Chicago is without its stately leather volumes designed and executed by a Hertzberg for library or collection. THE Oliver Barrett Collection of Kenilworth, perhaps the greatest autograph collection in America — bar ring only the famous Morgan and Huntington treasures — is contained within Monastery bindings. The priv ate library of George Paullin of Evans- ton, now for sale and noted as one of the great compilations of Americana, was bound here also. William S. Mason's Franklin library — Father Ben was a printer and binder himself — numbers thousands of volumes done in the finest of bindings by Ernst Hertzberg and later by Edward. The Mason library, too, is of Evanston. General Charles G. Dawes, various ly of France, Washington and now Edward Hertzberg By H. K. MIDDLETON Edward Hertzberg London, is a distinguished collector of Revolutionary and Pre-Revolutionary items. His is the noble Manasseh Cut ler Collection, a work of travels, jour nals, diaries, sermons and miscellanies written out in the hand of Rev. Man asseh Cutler, an important clergyman and patriot thick in the War of In dependence. THE whole collection numbers some 10,000 manuscripts. It is the recorded 40 years of the life of a shrewd and busy New Englander who varied his sermons with medical and astronomical speculations, opinions on the Revolution and society, and who found yet time to supervise the settle ment of Marietta, Ohio, on lands grant ed to veterans of the struggle. Each pa per is restored, backed with invisible silk, at once transparent and strong, and bound in specially designed leather. The whole comprises 75 volumes. George Cardinal Mundelein treas ures fine autographed letters of Revo lutionary times, signers of the Declara tion, signatures of presidents and fa mous statesmen, as well as a splendid library. Recently the Cardinal ac quired, through Edward Hertzberg, the signature of Thomas Lynch, Jr., next to Button Gwinett, perhaps the rarest autograph affixed to the Declaration. One does not discuss prices, ordinarily, yet in this one case the price was most reasonable. The signature came from the Eban Lane autographs bought by Ernst Hertzberg years ago. A little known but important collection, the Lane portfolio gave up the handwriting of Israel Putnam, Martha Washington, Thomas Lynch, John Hancock and oth ers. The original buy, $350, has been marketed piece by piece. All in all it brought $6,700. A SPLENDIDLY bound collection of Napoleonana, carefully gath ered by Hertzberg, Sr., is now a gift item in the library of Iowa State Col lege. It sold at $10,000. Though a possessor of many rare volumes, Edward Hertzberg disavows any particular collection. He gathers books somewhat at random. He does have, however, a most complete library on book binders. Just now he is work ing on Lincoln material, part of the great Oakleaf Collection of Lincolniana, the finest private library on the Eman cipator. He is working, too, on a bound compilation of clippings dealing with the accidental death of John J. and Mrs. Louise Mitchell — volumes to go to members of the Mitchell family. The library of Cyrus McCormick displays Hertzberg-bound volumes valued at thousands of dollars. And the great bookshelves of James and Charles Deering are replete with the family's work in gold on leather. Almost the entire Owen F. Aldis Collection, principally of American first editions, and now a gift to Yale University, has gone through the Bel mont Avenue workshop. The William H. Miner library, New York state, an imposing private hoard of the very finest bindings, counts Hertzberg books alone to the value of perhaps $75,000. EDWARD HERTZBERG turns to his vault with a quick eye and quicker craftsman's hand to show por tions of the Levy Mayer letters, to be made into a volume in memory of the late Mr. Mayer. Each letter is painstak ingly fitted into place on a separate sheet of the proposed book, a deft miracle of papermaker's and book maker's skill. He takes out two hand somely tooled volumes, the work, he explains, of his father and himself. There are, by count, over 4,000 sepa rate impressions of gold in the rich leather. Leathers for bookbinding are English, French and German in origin, TUECUICAGOAN 27 ¦e ycu were THEEE yCU SAW EH EM Taltn H&each or any other mecca of the fash ionable. Sport shoes with PLY- TEX Soles were there in goodly numbers. And they will be with you again this spring and summer at Southampton, Newport — and all the other playgrounds of the smart fraternity. For Plytex is the vogue! Its looks and color and quality beat with the rapid pulse of style. Such shops as those sponsoring the famous Johnston & Murphy Shoes for men; such, style establishments for women as Saks-Fifth Avenue — everywhere — sport shoes PLYTEX soled are being featured. In attractive combinations of black, tan, white or natural shades. Shall we tell you the names of stores nearest you now showing shoes with this fashionable Plytex Sole? Essex Rubber Co., Trenton, New Jersey. Creators of Sport Sole Styles. PLyTEX Sport Soles This moccasin-oxford is shown through the courtesy of Saks- Fifth Avenue. Price, $14. 28 TUECUICAGOAN Oracle There is neither mystery nor miracle to the modern elegante's skill in caring for her beauty. From HELENA RUBINSTEIN she has learned the correct technique of home-treatments. From HELENA RUBINSTEIN she has acquired the subtleties of make-up art. Helena Rubinstein offers, through her Salon a unique and complete beauty service. If you wish to know the "secret" of making your eyes look large and luminous, visit the Salons of Helena Rubinstein. If you envy the tawny gold skin so modish at the mom ent, on the Riviera, Helena Rubinstein will give you a tan glow as chic as it is alluring. Have you despaired of erasing fore head lines, of banishing blemishes, of restoring a double chin to its rightful state of single blessedness? Then you owe it to your beauty to visit Helena Rubinstein's Salons. You are most cordially welcome for advice alone or professional treatment or both. The Hair Department mer its your special attention. It offers the ultimate in scientific scalp treatment and hairdressing most smartly expres sive of you. 670 N. MICHIGAN AVENUE rpr ttvtC TTVT on Helena Rubinstein's Voice oj 1 UiNti liN Beauty— at 10:30 A.M., April 18, May 2, 16, 30 and every second Thursday thereafter, over WCFL. First-hand advice on the correct care of your beauty and the art of Per- sonality Make-up. some smoothly colored and delicate al most as silk and others the heavy pig skin for time resistant bindings. But always it is the skill of a workman which edges and tools books in gold- leaf, the metal applied to cold leather with a hot, hard-held iron. Perhaps it is the memory of this skill gained under the father which keeps the firm name Ernst Hertzberg and Sons. In restoring books, Edward Herts- berg counts one triumph. The restora tion of a Medieval Origen text for the late Doctor Frank Gunsaulus. The Doctor's picture with the old scholastic volume smiles from the office wall. WE speak of modernistic book design, of modern, and some times lamentably flimsy book construc tion, of the old days when Monks squinted a lifetime in the copying room resolved that each volume should be the finest ever limned on parch ment, of the first printings on move able type, the letters designed after the copyist's script, the ink of ox-gall on newly tried paper. Until 75 years ago, bookmaking was still a hand craft. The machine was slow in coming in. It has never seriously threatened the fine workman to this day. Edward Hertzberg picks up an old, old book. "Here," he says, "is a book which has been a stout volume for 400 years. It needs restoration, to be sure. But the binding holds. The back is board with carefully fitted pegs. Look at the heavy sewing, careful, hard, hand work. The pages turn evenly and true. Someday I shall restore it." EDWARD HERTZBERG is a square, stocky man. Not tall. Not more than five feet six inches. His face is jovial, at times intent. The clear, yet ruddy skin of an indoor worker. An appraising eye. Hands square and stocky like the rest of him — hands that must feel and weigh and estimate with strong, prosaic, careful fingers. A stubborn man, one imagines. And a man slow and wise with a difficult problem. Nothing of the brisk, pseudo-efficient smoothness of talk or action about him. He works well, but enjoys a comfortable litter at his table. A son, Lawrence, who ap pears smiling in his binder's apron, is of the third generation of book build ers. A daughter, yes. And her father hazards a guess that it would be well to mention her, also. Girls, he says, like to be mentioned. Facing the Lake and Lincoln Park (hicagos$markstJparhmt}lote1 SHETtfDXK, J*p5U> SO" SWRf SPRJSET AT the northern gate- X3L way to Lincoln Park, just ten minutes from the Loop, here you find living quarters of unusual value. Apartments that contain every comfort and con' venience. . . . Service that anticipates every need and every wish. . . . Surround ings that delight those who enjoy truly fine things. . . . Rentals that permit luxury without ex- travagance. A few desirable arrange ments available for imme diate occupancy. Reser vations made now will secure choice accommo dations for May leases. «st GiuagosSmmtetJparhMntJlbtet SHE^fOXi UppD &T SWR? STB&ET Direction of Phil. C. Caldwell Telephone Bittersweet 3800 TUECUICAGOAN 29 One ofth e empire buildi en Char les H . Mar kh am praises a constructive newspaper He belongs to that group of creative railroad men who laid the foundation for American prosperity. As president of the Illinois Central Railroad Charles H. Mar^ham electrified the Chicago suburban lines, bringing rapid transportation to the South Side. He improved agricultural condi tions in the southern states by encouraging diversified farming in the one- crop cotton belt. T^pw he is Chairman of the Board of the Illinois Central Railroad. An endowment at the University of Chicago, for research in medicine, bears his name HE furthered the prosperity of the Mississippi Valley — and brought electric railroad transportation to Chicago's South Side. All his life he has been a builder. And he admires the constructive attitude of a Chicago newspaper. "I keep in touch with many phases of Chicago's progress," he has said, "through the pages of the Herald and Examiner. I like it because it supports and features worth-while efforts for a greater city. "It helps the Chicago plan for lake and river front develop ment, wide boulevards, spa cious parks and convenient transportation by telling its readers the advantages of these important improvements. "Unceasingly the Herald and Examiner works for a richer cul tural life for all Chicagoans. It urges such things as increasingly better school facilities, and it sup ports the great universities, art foundations and musical organiza tions in all their public activities. "I think it's a fine, construc tive force for a greater Chicago. " Make the Herald and Exam iner a morning habit. It will keep you informed of the needs and progress of this great city. Thousands of Chicago's most progressive people read the Herald and Examiner every day. 30 TUECUICAGOAN If you have ever had a large but distinguished foreign looking gentleman sit on your lap from Munich to Nuremberg .... if you have ever tried to squeeze six cubic feet of luggage into two cubic feet of space . . if yOU have ever heard the mock- ing laugh of the ticket agent as you pleaded vainly for reservations on any fast express ..... You Know What We Mean When We Say That the 1929 Good Will Tour of Europe represents the most luxurious, the most convenient — in fact the ideal — way to travel on the Continent. While others are taking pot luck with the mob Drake guests will be gliding smoothly and serenely across the moun tains and valleys of six of the most charming countries of Europe in a spe cially chartered private train. In addition, they will travel to Europe on the maiden east-bound voyage of the "Bremen," new 46,00Oton liner of the North German Lloyd — and return on the same boat, or later, at their leisure. "h[ew Tor\ to J^.ew Yor\ — July 27th to September 10th. Visiting Ger- many, Austria, Hungary, Czecho' Slova\ia, Belgium and France. All accommodations "de luxe" through' out. And the price so low that it will surprise you. C. C. DRAKE COMPANY Travel Agents THE DRAKE I European Agents, United Hotels. 8C The Blackstone, The Drake Chicago ( USE THIS COUPON ) 1 C. C. Drake Company, The Drake, Chicago. Gentlemen: Please send me your 1929 GOOD WILL TOUR brochure. TAe ROVING REPORTER Greates Snow on Earth By FRANCIS C. COUGHLIN THE ringmaster's voice is a high- pitched ritual of marvels. It mas- ters the dowdy arch of the Coliseum. It surmounts the merrymaking of clowns and the ill-tempered barking of sea lions. It swells, magnifies and elab orates its tale of wonders so that each attribute is listed lavishly and with high tonal approbation. "Sells Floto pre-e- sents — " Well, it presents, for one thing, Mr. Jules Jacot in the great iron birdcage given over to animal trainers. Jacot is a lion tamer. It is he who bends the monarch of the jungle to his stern will. It is he who bullies a group of fero cious, performing, forest-bred, black - maned African lions through a hair raising act. The lion is a great showman. He is a surly, hang-dog monarch on entering the arena. He lumbers to his place, sullen and uneasy. He wrinkles a muz zle at Jacot's whip and shrugs at its pistol shot crack. At Jacot's approach he bares his horrible mouth. He snarls with fury and claws to meet the chair Jacot jabs to his face. Only a blank cartridge fired off under his very nose persuades him to give ground. Then he mounts his pedestal cheerfully enough and is immensely bored with the circus. Each lion has his speaking — or his snarling — part, and each lion makes the most of it. Moreover, lions get on well with their fellows. Oh, a twinge of professional jealousy now and then, which evokes a snarl, but nothing serious. It's all good fun. TIGERS, now, impress the observer as being far more dangerous beasts. Sells Floto's "challenge group of 20 in comparable performing untameable ti gers, the largest group ever presented in one arena," is marshaled in its steel cage by Allen King. Tigers are sulky, brooding animals, if one is to judge outside the cage. They are not too intelligent, either. They have learned slowly; they perform with ill grace. They are lonely, unfriendly beasts, self-contained as so many cats. Watching them in the arena, they are bored as lions, but peevish. And, while the lion goes through his solo skit with admirable enthusiasm, the tiger shuffles off a modicum of display emotion and relapses into meanness. When Miss Mable Stark, prima donna of tiger tamers, wrestles with a huge Bengal, the spectator feels his palate go dry and his vocal cords twitch a barely suppressed yell of warning. Yet if lion and tiger taming leave the spectator palpitant, what of the Neiss Troupe, tight wire performers, who gambol 50 feet above the arena — and no net beneath them? The Neiss brothers, or gentlemen, ascend an im posing ladder and proceed with their business on the wire. They walk calmly across, they carry each other across. A slender, blonde equilibrist dons Dutch wooden shoes and fumbles his way along the wire. One decides that lion taming is a mild afternoon pastime. Another Neiss is thoroughly blind folded, his head put in a sack; never theless he walks the wire and ends by a short run to safety. Still another emerges with a hoop. Walking inside the hoop he negotiates the wire. Then he. tries a bicycle. Riding frontwards appears easily enough done. The Neiss rides backwards. Finally, three of the troupe organise a parade. Two take a pole across their shoulders, the third stands on the narrow stick and the TUECUICAGOAN 31 whole procession is off across wire while their public shudders. Perhaps the Neiss troupe is the high point. After that nothing can tighten the nerves. BUT for clowns your reporter will hump forward and whoop an hour on end. Especially he whooped for the waggish fellow who presented his own trained tiger act — the tiger in a death grip on the pantaloon's trouser seat ballooning out in the wind while the trainer flees in terror. Mention, too, for the merry andrew who oper ated a hair bobbing machine with fear some results. And gleeful record is hereby made of the prise fighters and their comedy with water buckets. And for the wooden shoe wits who dupli cated and surpassed the Neiss troupe — on a 30-foot board platform, however. Yet most of all this circus-goer whooped for the bulbous bottomed snake charmer with his mock python. When the snake charmer undulated, this correspondent shrieked in glee. When, very solemnly, the snake charmer opened the maw of his beast and thrust his head therein, it was a paroxysm. After the snake charmer, the gen tlemen being shot from a gun occa sioned only a mild tremor. Even the Marine escort lost something of high seriousness. (Why not, circus master, an escort of mock Marines? — but this is treason.) Finally, be it set down as a matter of opinion that Sells Floto offers the best trained circus it has been the alter nate terror and hilarity of this reporter yet to witness. (Dox5CLl/G^ yvgeing lines weave a story o\ neglect rTlHE beauty of an unlined face need never fade. X Of course if you permit it, time will trace cruel lines at the corners of your eyes and mouth. But you can prevent those ageing marks, with nothing more than a little daily care of your skin. For years Dorothy Gray studied women's faces. 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"A Little Town Called Home Sweet Home" 4252 "Ploddin' Along"— Earl Butnett and his Los Angeles Biltmore Hotel Orchestra are stirring: up the Coast with these fox trots. 'Do You Ever Think of Me?" 4217 "Outside"— The Six Jumping Jacks will keep you stepping to these new fox trots. 'That's Her Now!" 4220 "He, She and Me"— A wow of a fox trot and waltz you can't resist! Ray Miller and his Orchestra. "The Waltz I Can't Forget" 4258 Always something new on Brunswick Records There's new snap, rhythm and pep in Brunswick Records PANATROPES-.RADIOLAS.RECORDS The JTA G E Two Characters and a Telephone By CHARLES COLLINS AS if in answer to the mag' niloquent talkies, said to be sweep ing the animate stage into oblivion, the drama has tossed into the arena of prophecy a play with only two characters which has as much emo tional impact as any Hollywood page ant ever filmed. "There is life in the old girl yet," this piece, now on view at the Adelphi under the title of "Jealousy," seems to say. "What the camera, plus its auxiliary inventions, can do only with the most profligate ex pense, the stage, the venerable, perhaps tottering, but always human stage, achieves with only a pair of aces on its pay-roll." Which is something for the economists of the show-business to think about. "Jealousy" is a tour de force of con struction. It is, no doubt, the only two-character, three-act play which ever survived its birth-pangs. It is a novelty, a stunt, a freak of the mirror held up to nature; and also one of the most emphatic hits of the season. It is the antithesis of O'Neill's "Strange Interlude," in which all the characters are divided into two parts, conscious and subconscious; and technically it is a much greater marvel than that bulg ing five- act, five-hour opus. I HAD expected to find "Jealousy" a play that should have been written in one act instead of three. I had counted upon finding its two charac ters assisted by numerous devices and tricks, such as telephones, stock market tickers, radio loud speakers, and mes sages from the front brought by post men, bellhops and carrier pigeons. I was confident that no matter how good the two players — Fay Bainter and John Halliday — were, their duologues would become monotonous. But I was happily disappointed in all the preconceptions, doubts and mis givings that escorted me to the pre miere. "Jealousy" is not a one-act play that has been stretched to the breaking point, but an unforced drama with power in every act. Its protagonists torture themselves into emotional spasms without artificial aid, and the one telephone in the single scene is not used to excess. Miss Bainter and Mr. Halliday, acting with superlative skill, grow more interesting and develop new facets of character with every scene. The play-writing is matched by its in terpretation, with highly impressive results. ALTOGETHER, "Jealousy" is one of the most interesting events of the play-going season. It came from Paris; its Gallic atmosphere has not been altered by its American adapter; and it reveals that the drama of France has not yet exhausted the possibilities of its national obsession — L' Amour and L'Amant. The Facts About Vampires <<r\RACULA," at the Blackstone, \J is the dramatisation of a mas terpiece. For the story upon which it is based, Bram Stoker's romance of vampirism and were-wolves, is, in its genre, exactly that. To call that super lative book a "shilling-shocker" is to label yourself a literary snob. In the fiction of terror, in the realm of the fantastic, the horrible, the incredible, "Dracula" is famous. Unless copy rights prevent, it will eventually work its way into the Everyman Library. Moreover, aside from its blood-curdling values, it is a complete treatise upon the folk-lore of vampires, and therefore a work of scholarship as well as of the imagination. As a play, "Dracula" puts the whole school of shriek-and-shudder frame-ups to shame. It does its stuff without cheap tricks of the Hallowe'en type; it hews to the line of its own logic. As a condensation of the wealth of loosely arranged material in the book, it is an extremely creditable job of dramaturgy. It handles its nightmare myth plausibly and lucidly. The relationship of Ren- field, the zoophagous lunatic, to the king of the were-wolves may be slightly enigmatic to the play-goer who hasn't wrecked a night's sleep over Bram Stoker's book; but in all other points "Dracula" is as tight as a drum. TUECUICAGOAN 33 It is acted the way it should be, and thus an expedition to the Blackstone be comes something to talk about. HORACE LIVERIGHT, the book-man who outguessed the stage-experts by importing "Dracula," stood in the lobby at the opening, won dering where he could find another play to put on. I can give him a com panion piece to "Dracula" — a drama tization of "The Beetle," by John Marsh. An old book, but an eternal shudder. Since I read "The Beetle," twenty years ago, I haven't slept more than ten hours a night. Will someone dash off a dramatization of "The Bee tle" for Mr. Liveright? Or have I got to do it myself? "Not As Good As Last Year"? THE "Scandals," at the Granc Opera House is everything tha may be expected of a revue sponsored by George White. In other words, it is one of the best. It is wise; it is handsome; it is comic; and it is swift with dancing. And such "goils"! Ziegfeld's are sumptuous and disdain ful; but White's are charming, com panionable, and intelligent. Among the most active personalities in the current "Scandals" are Harry Richman, the sheik chantant; those vet eran Howard boys, Willie the droll and Eugene the mirthless; Frances Wil liams, who is funny and also fair to the eye; and Tom Patricola, the rhythmic wop whose dancing is a con stant marvel. But let us not forget young and lovely Mabel Hill, who is substituting for Ann Pennington with out causing anyone to remark, "What's become of Penny?" The sketches are of the lusty revue type which use a pistol shot for the last laugh. I especially approve of the one called "Home Brew," which de picts a neighborly gin-sampling party in a manner that is a perfect interpre tation of American social life under the reign of the Anti-Saloon League. Arthurian Legend, New Style 44 ACONNECTICUT YANKEE," t\ the musical comedy at the Garrick, is a diversion with an idea be hind it, ingeniously and gayly worked out. It is, therefore, a cut above the average musical show. 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Diamond Importers 31 North State Street CHICAGO The libretto, of course, is founded on Mark Twain's burlesque of the Ar' thurian legends; but do not shun it, flaming youngsters with the whoopee hats, on that account. The stuffy old literary guys whom your parents wor shipped had something. William Gaxton leads the revels, playing a Babbitt who turns King Ar thur's Court into a Rotary Club with a hearty sense of satire. The American abroad couldn't be burlesqued more gleefully. Nana Bryant is helpful too, as Queen Morgana le Fay. The others are merely members of the company. Irish Drama at the Goodman *<nPHE SHADOW OF A GUN- I MAN," the first play written by that fantastic and ironic dramatist of the Irish revolution, Sean O'Casey, is now visible at the Goodman. The title may suggest Chicago, but the scene is Dublin, during the Black and Tan reign of terror. A gunman then, please note, was a Celtic patriot waging guerrilla warfare against the "Tom mies," with the battle-cry of "Sinn Fein amhain" on his lips. The play has the characteristics of O'Casey 's major works, "Juno and the Paycock," and "The Plough and the Stars" (both familiar to Chicago audi ences), but it lacks their stagecraft. It has the ear-marks of his vivid talent in a somewhat awkward adolescence. His flair for eccentric types of the Dublin slums, his bitter humor, his message Richard Bennett, who, Dr. Collins has written, "might easily have become a leader of the best phase of the American theatre," appears something like this to Artist Karson as he steps forward between Woods drapes and a couple ¦ of acts of "Jarnegan" to serenade Critics Collins, Stevens and Dona- ghey in phrases cunningly keyed to Jim Tully's slimy script. Something like this, but not much; after all, "The Chicagoan" does get into the homes. TUECUICAGOAN 35 of mockery and pity in contemplation of the Anglo-Hibernian tragi-farce are, however, abundantly in evidence in this piece. The Goodman company, now stag gering under the new title of the Art Institute of Chicago Civic Repertory Company, offers a production staged by Whitford Kane, and therefore possess ing authenticity of Irish atmosphere. Mr. Kane, playing a gabbling, book- learned street peddler; Mary Agnes Doyle, as a quaint prima donna of the tenements; Katherine Krug as an en chanting and heroic Dublin flapper; and Art Smith, well cast again as a shabby patriot of the word rather than the deed, get the O'Caseyisms across effectively. The others, one hopes, will ripen as the run continues. A ONE-ACT play, St. John Er- vine's "The Island of Saints," serves as a curtain raiser. It under takes to deal with the problem of why young Irishmen leave home to become policemen or politicians in America. 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CHICAGO, ILLINOIS 36 TI4ECWICAG0AN Suggesting for TONIGHT A dinner of super lative excellence in the Main Res taurant of the Brevoort — con venient to the principal thea ters. String quartette, with piano, in a program of such pleasing quality as to suit the high standards maintained in the Brevoort. \ In the Main Restaurant each eve ning, including Sundays. No cover charge. A highly diversified and different program each evening. ENTRANCE DIRECT OR THROUGH LOBBY i'7>^-.-.:, ¦ _'___ -¦_. MU/ICAL NOTE/ Easter, Gieseking, The Harpsichord, Ferd Grofe By ROBERT POLLAK IN deference to the Easter bunny Frederick Stock opened the twenty- fifth concert of the season with Rim- s k y ' Korsakow's overture, "Th e Russian Easter," and ended it, as is his custom, with the fine strains of the Good Friday Spell, Transforma tion, and Glorification from "Parsifal. " And, although there has ever been something specious about Wagner's turn toward Christianity, this particu lar excerpt from an otherwise dull and ponderous music-drama bears the true stamp of genius. The remainder of the program con tributed little or nothing to our enjoy ment of the merry Eastertide. Out from the dank cup-board of the librarian came Hoist's tedious suite, "The Planets,'1 a work that is supposed to rank high in the categories of con temporary music. Only in its first sec tion, "Mars, the Bringer of War" does it convey an impression of rightful stress and strain by means of much skillful use of brass and percussion. From that first section on the musical discussion of the planets, their life and habits, could be of interest only to Mr. Max Adler or Mr. Henry Cox of the weather bureau. Later came Sowerby's Symphony No. 2, honored with a first performance, and the red-headed boy took a series of bows. Sowerby grows apace in technical proficiency. In the direction of form he has made a considerable stride forward with this work. It is highly complex, yet neatly planned and modeled. But there is something frigid about this gifted young man's music, as if he were frozen somewhere at the core of him. His stuff, with the ex ception of the Psalm and the early vio lin Sonata, lacks heart and fire and en thusiasm. We would rather see him make the blunders in taste and discre tion that most young composers are guilty of, if we could find, along with them, more burning ardor for content and less preoccupation with form. GIESEKING made his only appear ance of the year on Sunday, April 7 at the Harris Theatre. It would be wise for Miss Kinsolving to steer clear of this house in the future. What with passing L trains, the clash and clatter of Lake Street cars, and the scream of fire-sirens, the more delicate preludes of Debussy barely got over the footlights. Gieseking himself, great pianist that he is, has developed his unfortunate snort until it can be heard in the last row. The net effect some times borders on the ludicrous and it is a pity, too, because otherwise he is an unforgettable artist. Paderewski had a similar mannerism to conquer in his early days. He stamped on the floor every time he hit the pedal. But if the mind can cast aside the noises of traffic and the respiration of the artist, it grasps instantly the fact that here was Debussy played as no other, not even Cortot, can play him. Running through the first book of twelve Preludes, Gieseking projected these intimate little masterpieces with a phenomenal care for nuance and de tail. His attention to the art of pedal ling might serve as a lesson to even the greatest of his colleagues. THE two-man team of Philip Man uel and Gavin Williamson gave an annual harpsichord recital at the Play house on the same afternoon. These young artists begin to assume more and more importance in the musical com munity. Gifted with a high order of musical intelligence they have persist ed in the recreation of 17th and 18th century music in its own medium. Their program consisted of works of Bach and the sons of Bach and they were assisted, in two concerti, by a solemn and capable quartet of boys. Bach on the harpsichord is a new and delightful experience. The crisp and meticulous quality of the instrument, its astounding range of timbre, makes us understand why it takes either a very great artist like Gieseking or a very great arranger like Busoni to make Bach sound like much on the modern grand piano. The season begins to show signs of decay. Bertha Ott's long line of con- TUECUICAGOAN 37 cert announcements now occupies only a page in the official program. Tos- canini sails for Europe. There are faint anticipatory mutterings anent the Evanston Festival and Ravinia. The orchestra prepares to inoculate the Michigan campus with a little cultural serum. A BOOK and a record to buy. The book, Oskar Von Riesemann's Moussorgsky, a fine, sturdy biography of a great composer; the record, the Gershwin Concerto in F played by Paul Whiteman with Roy Bargy at the solo piano. Gershwin wrote this work for piano and symphony orchestra and we are told that the orchestration was a little tepid. But the indefatigable Grofe, prince of American arrangers, has seized on it for Whiteman and the result is, as usual, amazing. The third movement is badly cut, but not enough to spoil the whole. An epi tome of the gleam and glitter of Broad way by the inimitable George. It is bad news that Alfred Wal- lenstein is to leave us for the New York Philharmonic. A splendid artist and a fine gentleman, he will be a dis tinct loss to Chicagoans who are regu lar patrons of the symphony. 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Levering, Manager WHITEHALL 6300 7%e CINEMA "The Broadway Melody' and Other Stories By WILLIAM R. WEAVER I HAVE always regarded the writing of motion picture reviews as the world's most futile occupation. Now I have changed my mind. The world's most futile occupation is the writing of ar ticles about talking pictures. Witness Deems Taylor's uneasy observations in Vanity Fair, Robert Sherwood's pseudo-profound utterances in Amerv can Mercury, even my own gaudily ad- jectived discourse in a December issue of The Chicagoan. Twaddle, all of it; mere guessing out loud. And guess ing without cause, since the talking pic ture is here and the thing to do about it is to sit in attendance upon it or not, just as the thing to do about a radio is to turn it on or off. Heavily expert prediction of the talking picture's ul timate place in civilization, of its effect upon stage play, opera or concert is as pointless, as unfounded and almost as uninteresting as the advance dope on a prize fight. To say merely that the talking pic ture is here, to be attended or not, is, of course, to contribute nothing for ward focusing the subject. But the ex act date and place of the talking pic ture's arrival in Chicago is definite. The date was April 5. The place Mc- Vickers. The picture, "The Broad way Melody." If anyone cares to set down the date of the screen's actual deliverance, this is the date to set down. BY which I do not mean to indicate that "The Broadway Melody" is the best talking picture thus far, al though it is; but by which I do mean to say that "The Broadway Melody" is the first talking picture. Other collec tions of activated images have been made to seem to speak, but they have not been pictures. Other collections of wax recordings have been made to seem to emanate from activated images, but neither have these been pictures. "The Broadway Melody" is part celluloid, part wax, but it is altogether a pro duction! That it happens to be a good one, telling a good story well and with indiscriminate use of stage and screen narrative devices, is important but be side the point. The point is that until you have witnessed "The Broadway Melody" you, nor I nor Mr. Taylor nor Mr. Sherwood, have not seen a talking picture and therefore can know nothing at all about the things. I ASSUME, of course, that you are familiar with the seating difficulties brought down upon the heads of the cinema managers by the success of the dialogue picture. If an Oriental usher has forced you into a side-aisle seat you've cursed the mechanics for the as saults upon your ear drums; the dia logue scurries down the center of this auditorium while gutteral blasts rock the mezzanine. If you've consented to be led high up into the McVickers bal cony you have been surprised to hear nothing at all from the screen adver tised as magically voluble; some acous tical quirk estops the mightiest vita- phonic squawk some dozen rows below this storied ceiling. Similar peculiari ties are encountered elsewhere; and of course the management issues no road maps. Indeed, they've been worried over the threatened prospect of having to rebuild. BUT rebuilding isn't going to be necessary. Remodeling of pros cenium and projection room will take care of it. The screen is to be enlarged to occupy a space equivalent to the present stage opening. The pictures are to be photographed upon film sev eral times larger than the present stand ard (some of the larger productions now in work are being made this way) and projectors of corresponding size are to be installed for their exhibition. Me chanical matters, these, but necessary to the heightening of illusion as well as to the salvaging of seats made waste by air pockets and dead spots left by ar chitects who built not unwisely but too soon. And with these matters attend ed to, the 5,000-seat capacity which has been regarded as maximum is to be in creased. When, how and how much are among many items to be decided by the individual who acts first, the indi vidual who decides all cinema matters. TUECUICAGOAN 39 Day "... Pat Malone steps up to tke rubber ... he -winds up ...he lets £o . . . another strike on. Waner ... that makes three and two . . . wow! This is a game! ... Mother knows- every feminine fan knows- Friday is Ladies' Day. But every day is Ladies' Day -when you possess an RCA 64 to tell the story— play hy play— as viewed hy Quin Ryan, Hal Tottetk, etcet era, etc. Should the game he dull, or the home team losing, there's always music in the air, to say nothing of Recipes or Radio Bridge. That's Radiola's Supreme Selectivity —you can expect the most from an RCASuper-Heterodyne. Offered by E COMMONWEALTH EDISON ^ LECTRIC SHOP>3 72 W. Adams Street, Chicago BUT don't let me persuade you that great or far-reaching changes are taking place in the cinema. The peo ple who sit next to you are the same. Two incidents of the fortnight illus trate : At McVickers the seat next to me was taken by a kindly old lady who en joyed the picture quite as audibly as though she had never asked Madison street pedestrians to help the blind. At the Chicago, in the mezzanine balcony, and while a Balaban & Katz celebra tion of Easter was being perpetrated upon the stage, the erect father of two children who didn't want to leave un til they'd seen all of the program pocketed a lady's purse left lying on an adjacent chair. No, the people haven't changed at all. Vocal The Broadway Melody.- Anita Page, Bessie Love and innumerable others in a — but see above. [Witness this.] In Old Arizona: Warner Baxter, Ed mund Lowe, Dorothy Burgess and others in an O. Henry story he should have lived for. [This, too.] The Bellamy Trial: Best of the court room dramas to date. [If not weary of these.] On Trial: Next best of the c. r. d. t. d. [Ditto.] Close Harmony: Nancy Carroll and Buddy Rogers in dialogue by Elsie Janis, Gene Markey and John V. A. Weaver. [For that reason.] THE WILD Party: Clara Bow in excellent voice but not much of a picture. [For that reason.] Queen of the Night Clubs: Texas Guinan at home. [Escape this.] The Dummy: The kid detective idea. [And this.] Lucky Boy: George Jessel at Al Jolson's worst. [This, too.] Chinatown Nights: Florence Vidor at Hollywood's mercy. [Spare her.] The Wolf of Wall Street: George Bancroft in top form. [Attend.] The Ghost Talks: Haunted houses and blackface comedy. [Omit.] The Doctor's Secret: Formerly Barrie's "Half an Hour"; still good. [Listen in.] The Terror: Best spook stuff currently exposed. (Might as well.) Interference: A literal and reasonably literate transcription of the stage play. (I would.) The Redeeming Sin: Incredible. (If you care to know how bad a talking picture can be.) Quasi-Vocal NOAH'S Ark: Dolores Costello, George O'Brien and a million others in tremend ously produced allegory. [When it comes to your neighborhood.] His Captive Woman: Milton Sills and Dorothy Mackaill on Tropical Island No. 9. [Some warm evening.] The Younger Generation: Ghetto-to- Fifth Avenue in six reels. [You tell me.] The Iron Mask: Douglas Fairbanks' best picture. [Positively.] Wolf Song: Lupe Velez,, still singing. [Radio's better.] The Shopworn Angel: Nancy Carroll and Gary Cooper in the best little war picture of all time. (If you see no other.) Mute Why Be Good: Colleen Moore, censored to death. [Omit.] The Trail of '98: A careful and highly informative reproduction. [Try it.] Trial Marriage: Hooey. [Don't try it.] True Heaven: Not a sequel to "Seventh Heaven," nor an equal, but not a bad war picture either. . [If you still care for Armistice endings.] w The Red Dance : Dolores Del Rio in Red Russia. [Not now.] Scarlet Seas: Dick Barthelmess and Betty Compson in catch-as-catch-can ro mance and innumerable buckets of blood. (Certainly.) The Rescue: Ronald Colman and Lily Damita for reasons that surpasseth under standing. (A good night to catch up on the old sleep.) The Wedding March: Erich Von Stro- heim's best picture. (Positively.) Abie's Irish Rose: Like Tennyson's brook but for less reason. (Read "Uncle Tom's Cabin." Naughty Baby: Alice White in a first rate impersonation of Clara Bow. (Ex cept Sundays.) 40 TUECUICAGOAN An invitation is cordially extended you to visit our salon at the DRAKE HOTEL where we are showing CRYSTAL AND JADE LAMPS EMBROIDERED TABLE AND PIANO COVERS OCCASIONAL TABLES EXCLUSIVE PIECES OF FURNITURE INTERIOR DESIGNING AND DECORATING W. P. NELSON COMPANY N. J. Nelson, President 153-159 West Ohio Street Executive Offices Telephone Whitehall 5073 jVbrffldfiGffigattfle. Truly and thrillingly Russian — that's Petrushka — the Night Club and Restaurant supreme. Telephone Dearborn 4388. LUNCHEON DINNER SUPPER DANCING EVERY EVENING PETRUSHKA CLUB Playwriting classes. North western University offers in struction in playwriting under Theodore Hinckley, editor of THE DRAMA. Playshop production for all promising material. Full program of courses in Dramatic Litera ture, Play Producing, Direct ing, Design, Acting, Lighting, etc. For information, write School of Speech and Theatre Arts, Evanston, Illinois. The CWICACOENNL" Horses, Horses, Horses By ARCYE WILL WHY do we not see more people on our riding paths? With all the beautiful parks so near at hand, as well as riding academies, it does seem surprising. The Parkway Riding Academy, 2153 N. Clark, has one hundred and twenty horses for you to choose from, if you are up on the knowledge of such, or, if not, there are three instructors who will do all they can to enlighten you. Lessons are $4 an hour, inside or out, just as you prefer. They also have books of twenty lessons for $18 and books of ten class rides. The Gold Coast Riding Academy, 1330 N. Dearborn, has fourteen horses at work and one instructor. Their charge for a private lesson is three dol' lars for one hour and for class rides a book of ten costs $12.50. ONE of the most attractive neigh' borhood book shops is at Oak St. just off the Drive and across from the Drake Hotel. It is owned and oper' ated by Miss Harriet McLaughlin of Lake Forest. It is an interesting little place, color' ful and comfortable with its easy chairs and modern decorations. They carry all the current literature, besides a great many children's books. A circulating library as well, and they specialize in the very lovely stationery and leather goods from Saint- Yoes in Paris and Smythson of London. * Carlos Drake Travel Bureau at the Drake Hotel has the most efficient and comfortable service of any company of its kind I have known. They have offices in Paris, London and Berlin and can arrange every de- tail of a trip either here or abroad. There is absolutely no extra charge for steamship or hotel reservations. It really is an advantage to have them plan the trip, as they are so fa miliar with all conditions and you can have either de luxe or most modest arrangements made. Unusual, and procurable with them, is the real estate department, which will attend to the rental of houses, apartments or villas anywhere in Eu rope, no matter how remote, also ar ranging for servants, linen and silver, even laundry and food supplies and of course any cars one may desire. ERSKINE DANFORTH CO., 620 N. Michigan, contrary, I believe, to general opinion, carry all kinds of furniture beside their exceedingly good Early American. For example there is a Duncan Fyfe dining room table of mahogany with a satinwood apron that is a copy of one in the Russell Sage collection. This is so perfect that the great grandson of Duncan Fyfe bought one last fall. His name is F. Percy Vail and he lives in New Brunswick, N.J. A dainty small table to use before a couch has a solid mahogany top and lion claw and ball feet. Price, $100. A large Chippendale bookcase, re production of one in the Metropolitan, is lacquered in soft brown and dull red tones and is very handsome. Price, $695. Among the chairs and again in the Chippendale style is a good looking armchair. Nicely carved back with a slight curve so that it is very comfort able. This is $220 in muslin and $173 without arms. A kidney shape satinwood desk with lots of drawers has cross banding of walnut inlaid with ebony and a lovely floral design in the front. Priced at $785 and style of the brothers Adam. CONTINUING to speak of some of our newer stores, there is O'Donnell, Inc., 608 N. Michigan, principally for the young matron. Lace dresses and ensembles galore — and good looking ones at that. A peachy one in Royal blue Lierre. Din ner dress with high back, V neck, and sleeveless. Very full and draped skirt with uneven hem and colorful lining with bands of peach, chartreuse and nile at the top. To go with this a short jacket with long sleeves, giving you an afternoon costume. Price, $175. They have a smart sport coat of unusually soft tweed; it's almost angora looking. The top is light gray, with a darker fleck, and the band at the bot tom is still darker, as are the round motifs under each side, in which are hidden the pockets. A scarf collar completes the picture, and a good buy at $150. A gray ensemble with a light gray TI4ECWICAG0AN 41 & FhA™ crepe blouse with points of dark gray trimming at hip line has a plain skirt and a seven-eighths coat of Rodier silk and wool. The coat is plain tai lored, with the exception of quite a bit .of tucking detail at the waist line, which in the front forms two pockets on each side. LESLIE, in the six hundred block, has _so many hats I thought that was all until I entered and found all sorts of charming other things. One thing I have always loved are these bouclette ensembles. There is one here with a full length coat all over embroidered in the loveliest colors on a cream back ground. The blouse is almost all cream, with the flowers just on the collar and a wide band at the hip. The skirt is the loveliest dull pale rose with the small French pleats, and there is a long scarf of the same with the embroidery at each end. This is $192.50, which seems a lot, but the coat can be worn with anything, and therein the econ omy. A Lecomte model, of brown and cream jungle print, has a short unlined coat to match and is chic. Price $97.50. Another like model is of black with the short coat and pleated skirt. The blouse being of pale green with the smart yarn embroidery in black and white. This is $165. Among the hats is a darling Descat model of linen print with a matching scarf. This has a small turn down brim with an all over flower pattern on a chrome yellow background and is $27.50. There are many original designs as well as copies of models and they are priced from $15 up and the dresses from $35 up. A Woman's Bedroom by John W. Root QjlkctpdLjfon CT\ C ofoArsb We are permitted to announce that by invitation of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City, we participated in the recent Exhibition of Contemporary American Design. In the illustrated setting the Bed spread, Pillow and Chaise Longue Throw, which re ceived so much favourable comment from interior decorators and the visiting public, were designed and created by the Carlin Shops. We are devoted exclusively to intimate and divine feminine things ^ Silken Puffs and Pillows, Couch Throws, Chaise Longue Covers and Blankets, Pajamas and Bed Jackets and Travel Accessories ^lovely beyond expression but modestly priced. 662 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE AT ERIE STREET "The Chicagoan " 407 So Dearborn St. Chicago, Illinois Send "The Chicagoan" one year, $3 — two years, $5. (1 have encircled my choice as you will notice.) 7\[ame Address For the Splendid Season— —a magazine exactly suited in viewpoint, touch and gusto to the exacting needs of a civilized reader during the crowded and critical months of March, April and May. 42 TI4E CHICAGOAN For the Right Light- The Personal Reading lamp PATENTED READ now in real comfort, in any position, anywhere. 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Why select hurriedly when expert advice pan be had by writing to THE CHICAGO DAILY NEWS School and College Bureau Dept. P. IS N. Wells Street Chicago. Illinois Free Information BOOK/ The Good? The True? The Beautiful? By SUSAN WILBUR THERE are two ways of trying to elect a candidate. One is to show that your own man is a very good one. The other is to show that his rival is an exceptionally bad one. The politer was the method originally used by partisans of Henry Williamson when they claimed that "The Pathway" and not Joan Lowell's "Cradle of the Deep11 ought to have been the Literary Guild's choice for March. And a month after the fact they are still fighting the battle and still fighting it on that ground. In the meantime, however, some body or other, maybe the publishers themselves — sick perhaps of having to print so many extra hundreds of thou- sans of copies of the same book — are letting strange cats out of the bag with regard to "The Cradle of the Deep." A NOVEL issues its own caveat emptor by the very fact of being a novel. But a book like Miss Lowell's stands or falls, so to speak, according to whether it is moderately true or not. That is to say, you don't specially want to read about a sailor shooting a water spout and bringing it down unless he really did. And if it's all a fairy tale about Miss Lowell's going on board ship as a baby and staying there, the only woman among a lot of able seamen, until the age of seven- teen, you might just as well reread "A Maid and a Million Men" as to waste your money on a new book. The ship of Joan's childhood me mories was not, it seems, in the copra trade at all. And Captain Wagner made only one voyage in her — a matter of one year, not seventeen. Even for that one voyage, the dates are all wrong. And, by the way, when you heard Miss Lowell over the radio, did her voice sound at all like a voice you have heard before in plays from the same station? And do you think Trader Horn was really imported not from England but from the East Side? COMFORTABLE after all these New York uncertainties to turn to a book with good Chicago origins. Sterling North living just around the corner. The Captain someone we've all seen and maybe bought a dinner for and "The Pedro Gorino" a story with a point to it besides. More comfortable still that the April choice of at least one of the book clubs is a book that doesn't de pend upon the truth telling of any one person. You can really settle down to a book about Henry VIII. And when that book is written by Francis Hackett, you can settle down to it twice as hard. That is if you are of those who have been wondering for fifteen years what sort of book Francis Hackett would write if he did write one. Furthermore, it makes a sequel, of course, to "Elizabeth and Essex." Though sequel is perhaps not quite the word when you wind up the film and let the feathers put themselves back into the pillows. But although it is nice to read about Elizabeth's father and his six wives — Mr. Hackett devotes a book to each of them — after reading what Mr. Strachey has to say about Elizabeth there is no particular comparison — thank heaven — between Mr. Hackett's way of writing a six teenth century biography and Mr. Strachey 's. FOR although Mr. Strachey is im- itable, superficially at least, Mr. Hackett hasn't let that fact bother him. He has spent some six years browsing about in the libraries of Europe, and as a result the personalities of Henry and of those about him, and the com plex of international difficulties that enmeshed them, have become a fairly plain and simple matter, to be dis cussed quite naturally. He goes about his long task in a leisurely manner, making each sentence as pointed as though there were only going to be a few of them. When things that his people really said or wrote have sur vived he quotes them and thereby gives a picturesque touch. But he does not make up conversations, nor does he put twentieth century thoughts into sixteenth century heads. With some stories and even with some biographies it's the speed that counts. "Henry the Vlllth" on the other hand is a book that you cross TME CHICAGOAN on foot, and feel all the better for the prolonged if moderate exercise. ¦More Books The Pathway, by Henry Williamson. (E. P. Dutton and Co.) $2.50. A novel by a naturalist who is also a mystic. Superb description of the Devon coast, sea and shore in terms of birds and animals as well as scenery. Sympathetic de scriptions of a good county family re duced after the war to doing its own work, a quite realistic matter, particularly in the winter. And a hero possessed of a vision which is beyond the comprehension of most of the family, and which will, perhaps, be beyond the patience of such readers as like their love interests on a more literal basis. The Cradle of the Deep, by Joan Lowell; illustrated by Kurt Wiese. (Si mon and Schuster.) $2.7?. What Daniel Defoe might have called "The Authentic Account" of the author's life on board ship- from the age of eleven months to the age of seventeen years, to the tune of sailor manners and sailor stoicism, and in the face of storms, sharks, poker games, scurvy, typical accidents, and the occasional penalty of a rope's end applied as hairbrushes are sometimes ap plied to minors on dry land. Whether it takes its place beside Robinson Crusoe will be a question for the next two hun dred years or so to decide. The Pedro Gorino: The Adventures of a Negro Sea Captain in Africa and on the Seven Seas in His Attempts to Found an Ethiopian Empire : An Autobiograph ical Narrative, by Captain Harry Dean; written with the assistance of Sterling North. (Houghton Mifflin Company.) $3.50. Selected adventures of a iuan whose world experiences began at the age of twelve when he circumnavigated the globe, and who dreamed later on of founding a negro Palestine in Africa. It was on board his own ship, the Pedro Gorino, a seventy-foot schooner, which he had bought in Norway for purposes of miscellaneous shipping along the coast of Africa, that this dream of a United Ethiopia took form, and it went as far as a definite offer on the part of Portugal to sell Portuguese East Africa for a com paratively moderate sum — his first lesson in political realism coming when he dis covered that this offer had its British angle. The captain is a good story teller in his own right, and with the editorial assistance of Mr. North his yarns have been sifted down into a real book. Henry the VIII, by Francis Hackett. - (Horace Liveright.) $3. History, back ground, personalities, and gossip, at the court of Queen Elizabeth's father, with particular emphasis upon the six wives, how he came to marry each of them, what each was like, and how and why all of them except Catharine Parr made such sudden exits from his life. Dark Hester, by Anne Douglas Sedgwick ¦ (Mrs. Basil de Selincourt). Houghton Mifflin Company. $2.50. A non-humor ous discussion of the mother-in-law prob lem in terms of the generation that went through the war and that came out with '&&*> CL OT H E S Deserved distinction Only rare fabrics of British origin, distinguished for their beauty of weave and pattern, and because they enjoy popularity just now among the more renowned custom tailors of London, have been employed by Walter Morton, in fashioning our Britonian suits. TROIT MILWAUKEE MINNEAPOI.I S nd SAINT PAUL MICHIGAN at MONROE 125 S. LA SALLE - HOTEL SHERMAN - 900 N. MICHIGAN Itlaneu «Aj rluMpportumfyfo ^ORtAT NORTH M,0j Here you can enjoy all forms of outdoor sports — surrounded by the Great North Woods. Imagine playing golf within sight of deer! Modern facilities —22,000 acres of "something different" where those who want something better can come, rest and play. Large all-way, all-weather air port. 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GEORGE BRUNSSEN Rare Needlepoint and Aubusson Tapestries, Chairs, Benches, Early English, American and Spanish Setees, Cabinets, Early American Portraits, Oil Paintings, Original Prints and Etchings, French Day Bed, Curios, Ivories, Rosewood Etigere, Gold Drawing Room Suite, French Bronze Candelabra, Italian Tables, Occasional Chairs, Antique Tables, Bell Cords, Rare China, Extra Large Kermanshah Rugs, Small Rugs, Unique Lamps, Large Music Box, Dresden Dinner Set, Spanish Dining Room Set, Span ish Bedroom Set, Ivory Inlaid Hall Seat, Italian Carved Table, Oriental Runners, Rich Draperies, Lace Cur tains, Silverware, Books, Bookcases, Antique Mirrors, Large French Com modes, etc. on public view Sunday, April 21st. Williams, Barker & Severn Co. ESTABLISHED, 1879 Auctioneers a conviction that life is not funny which made them very hard for their parental generation to understand. Hester and Monica attempt to understand each other against a quite delightful background of Essex woods and country and Essex tea tables, but what with the husband, the grandson, and a third gentleman, they make a terrible mess of it. Monica con templates suicide. Hester contemplates desertion. And in the end they have to fight it out after all. Procession, by Fannie Hurst. (Harper and Brothers.) Five long short stories upon rather daring subjects, with com fortable deaths prescribed for a sub normal infant, for a lad who has grown up to the epithet of "sissy," and for two tubercular brothers who can't make money, and marriage prescribed for a cabaret hostess, and for a pretty young German-American, who had thought for a moment that she would prefer being happy. STATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MANAGE- MENT, CIRCULATION, ETC., REQUIRED BY THE ACT OF CONGRESS OF AUGUST 24, 1912 of The Chicagoan, published bi-weekly at Chicago, Illinois, for April 1, 1929. State of Illinois, 1 County of Cook. J ss- Before me, a notary public in and for the state and county aforesaid, personally appeared George Clifford, who, having been duly sworn according to law, deposes and says that he is the business man ager of The Chicagoan and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge and belief, a true state ment of the ownership, management (and if a daily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publi cation for the date shown in the above caption, required by the Act of August '24, 1912, embodied in section 411, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the reverse of this form, to wit: 1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, managing editor, and business managers are: Publisher. Martin J. Quigley, 407 S. Dearborn St. Editor, Martin J. Quigley, 407 S. Dearborn St. Managing editor, William R. Weaver, 407 S. Dear born St. Business manager, George Clifford, 407 S. Dear born St. 2. That the owner is: (If owned by a corporation, its name and address must be stated and also im mediately thereunder the names and addresses of stockholders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of stock. If not owned by a cor poration, the names and addresses of the individual owners must be given. If owned by a firm, com pany, or other unincorporated concern, its name and address, as well as those of each individual member, must be given.) The Chicagoan Publishing Co., 407 S. Dearborn St. Martin J. Quigley, 407 S. Dearborn St. 3. That the known bondholders, mortgagees, and other security holders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of bonds, mortgages, or other securities are: (If there are none, so state.) None. 4. That the two paragraphs next above, giving the names of the owners, stockholders, and security hold ers, if any, contain not only the list of stockholders and security holders as they appear upon the books of the company but also, in cases where the stock holder or security holder appears upon the books of the company as trustee or in any other fiduciary relation, the name of the person or corporation for whom such trustee is acting is given; also that the said two paragraphs contain statements embracing affiant's full knowledge and belief as to the circum stances and conditions under which stockholders and security holders who do not appear upon the books of the company as trustees hold stock and securities in a capacity other than that of a bona fide owner; and this affiant has no reason to believe that any other person, association, or corporation has any inter est, direct or indirect, in the said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated by him. 5. That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication sold or distributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers during the six months preceding the date shown above is . (This information is required from daily publications only.) Geo. Clifford. Sworn to and subscribed before me this 21st day of March, 1929. James P. Prendergast. (My commission expires February, 1933.) The one absolutely cer tain guarantee of the best theatre seats on the best theatrical aisles is the or der of those seats through Couthoui for tickets Branches at all the lead ing hotels and clubs. World's Greatest Fish House Remember, April is the last of ficial month for those luscious Oysters with the sea tang that is so satisfying and desired by the lovers of deep sea food. Famous for Delicious LOBSTER, FISH and OYSTER DINNERS Open All Night PHONE DELAWARE 4144 632-4-6-8 N. 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