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And downstairs . . . the whole first floor has been turned into a new Misses' Shop where you will find the smartest Misses' Frocks,Wraps and Millinery at moderate prices ,| 320 MICHIGAN AVENUE- NORTH TI4ECWICAG0AN 1 VVhether it s a little Oprmg suit ... an evening dress tnat you can take in stantly to your heart . . . or (most thrilling ol all) a romantic tea time costume tnat is miraculously right lor you . . . you will be sure to rind it in our intelligent cooperation ol lasnionists and a nice understanding ol the subtleties in costume save your time and wear and tear on your aesthetic sensibilities. .fashion Bureau is on tne oixth jloor, JVliddle, Wabash MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY 1 TUECWCAGOAN cuR &e STAGE NTEP.TA Musical +GEORGE WHITE'S SCAHDALS— Grand Opera House, 119 N. Clark, Central 8240. Opening March 16th. The tenth edition of this revue with Frances Williams, Willie and Eugene Howard, and some new faces. George White brought "Bottoms Up," the spe' cialty of the show from Harlem and promises to out-bottom Black Bottom. Curtain 8:15. Wed and Sat. Mat. 2:15. Evenings, $4.40. Matinees, $2.50. *NINA ROSA— Great Northern, 20 W. Quincy. Central 8240. One of the best of Romberg operettas put over by Guy Robertson and a splendid cast. Curtain 8:15. Wed and Sat. Mat. 2:15. Sun. to Fri., $3.85. Sat., $4.40. Wed. Mat., $2.50. Sat. Mat., $3.00. *THE FORTUNE TELLER— Majestic, 22 W. Monroe. Central 8240. Eleanor Painter in the third of the Victor Herbert revivals, opening March 9th. Curtain 8:.20. Wed. and Sat. Mat. 2:20. Sun. to Fri., $2.50. Sat., $3.00. Wed. Mat., $2.00. Sat. Mat., $2.50. SARI — Illinois, 65 E. Jackson. Harrison 6510. The popular Mitsi in a revival of her greatest success. The Albertina Rasch Ballet is an added and refreshing feature. Curtain 8:15. Wed. and Sat. Mat., 2:15. +THE STREET SINGER— Apollo, 170 N. Dearborn. Central 8240. Queenie Smith returns to Chicago after a long run on Broadway. Dancing specialties no end revolving about the dizzy doings of Americans abroad. Curtain 8:20. Wed. and Sat. Mat. 2:20. Sun. to Fri., $3.85. Sat., $4.25. Wed. Mat., $2.50. Sat. Mat., $3.00. Drama *DEAR OLD ENGLAND— Princess, 319 S. Clark. Central' 8240. Post-war Eng land, not a little fanciful, but well-writ- ten and broadly satirical. Incidentally, another of the Drama League presenta- tions. Reviewed in this issue. Curtain 8:30. Wed. and Sat. Mat. 2:30. Sun. to Sat., $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. *JENNT— Selwyn, 180 Dearborn. Cen tral 3404. Jane Cowl in a new and unusual rok for her, the romantic com edy. A bit of intrigue, our waning family life and a happy ending. Re viewed on page 29. Curtain 8:25. Matinees Thurs. and Sat. 2:25. Mon. to Fri. and Sat. Mat., $3.00. Sat. Eve., $3.85. Thurs. Mat., $2.50. No Sun day performance. •KLET US BE GAY— Studebaker, 418 S. Michigan. Harrison 2792. Love and life among the moderns with the adroit Francine Larrimore. Husband and wife, divorced, meet three years later in West- "THE CHICAGOAN" PRESENTS— Nightlights, by Nat Karson Cover Current Entertainment for the fortnight ending March 22 Page 2 Manual and Mental Sustenance.... 4 Editorially 7 Look for These in 1933, by Henry Justin Smith 9 Westward Ho-Ho-Ho, by Philip Nes- bitt 10-11 Distinguished Chicagoans, by ]. H. E. Clar\ '. 12 The Chatter Column, by June Pro lines 13 Overtones, by John C. Emery 14 Town Talk, by Richard (Riquarius) Atwater 15 Squash Racquets, by A. R. Katz.... 16-17 The Manly Art, by Hat Karson.... 18- 19 Frank Lloyd Wright — Chicagoan, by Romola Voynow 21 Song Just in Time, by Sheila Stuart.. 27 The Stage, by William C. Boyden 28 The World Will Come to the Fair, a letter from Homer J. Buc\ley 32 Columnists Welcome Riquarius 33 The Cinema, by William R. Weaver.. 34 Music, by Robert Polla\ 36 Books, by Susan Wilbur 38 Go Chicago, by Lucia Lewis 40 Shops About Town, by Marcia Vaughn 42 Why the Puzzle Editor Took Up Sky-Writing 44 Art, by J. Z. Jacobson 45 THE CHICAGOAN S Theater Ticket Service Stars opposite theaters listed above indicate plays to which tickets- may be purchased in advance at box office prices by readers of The Chicagoan. A convenient form for use in fil ing application is provided on page 47. chester. House parties, epigrams and a funny dowager. You'll like it. Curtain 8:30. Wed. and Sat. Mat. 2:30. Eve nings, $3.00. Wed. Mat., $2.00. Sat. Mat., $2.50. THE RIVALS— Goodman Memorial, Lake- front at Monroe, Central 7085. This grand old comedy in a revival in which Whitford Kane and Mary Agnes Doyle are prominent. Curtain 8:30. Fri. Mat. only, 2:30. No Monday performance. SHERLOCK HOLMES— Erlanger, 127 N. Clark. State 2461. A memorable re vival in which William Gillette is mak ing his farewell to the stage. His own creation and subtly executed. Mr. Boy den reviews this on page 28. Curtain 8:30. Sat. Mat. only, 2:30. No Sun day performance. *SHE'S HO LADT— Garrick, 64 W. Randolph. Central 8240. Lynne Over man in a farce comedy. Impersonation of a divorcee with sparkling lines leads to a startling climax. Curtain 8:30. Wed. and Sat. Mat. 2:15. Evenings, $3.00. Wed. and Sat. Mat., $2.00. STRANGE INTERLUDE— Blackstone, 60 E. Seventh. Harrison 6609. You'll have to hurry if you want to see Eugene O'Neill's long play about emotions com plex, reflex and simplex. It closes on the fifteenth. To some, not over mean ingful, to others rather epic-making in the field of drama. Begins promptly 5:30. Dinner intermission 7:45 to 9:00. Final curtain 11:00. No Sunday or Matinee performance. -KSTRICTLT D1SHOHORABLE — Adel- phi, 11 N. Clark. Randolph 4466. The very youthful Margaret Perry and the experienced Charles Richman in a com edy of naughty drollery. Curtain 8:30. Wed. and Sat. Mat., 2:30. Sun. to Fri., $3.00. Sat, $3.85. Matinees, $2.50. *TOUR UHCLE DUDLEY— Cort, 132 N. Dearborn. Central 0019. Thomas W. Ross comes through. Story of life domestic, a go-getter and the funniest Grandmother on the stage, Mrs. Jacques Martin. Curtain 8:30. Wed and Sat. Mat. 2:30. Mon. to Fri. and Sat. Mat., $2.50. Sat. Eve., $3.00. Wed. Mat., $2.00. Vaudeville PALACE— 159 W. Randolph. State 6977. A superior vaudeville house showing the best of the high-timers on the R K O cir cuit. Standard Sun. and Hols., $2.00. Mat. every day, $1.00. SPORTS HOCKEY— Chicago Stadium, 1800 W. Madison. Seeley 5300. March 13th, Chicago Blackhawks vs. Boston Bruins. [continued on page four] The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; W. R. Weaver, Managing Editor; published fortnightly by The Chicagoan Publish ing Co., 407 South Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. New York Office: 565 FifthAve. Los Angenes Office: 1605 North Cahuenga St. Pacific Coast Advertis ing Representatives — Simpson-Riley, Union Oil Building, Los Angeles; Russ Building, San Francisco. ' Subscription $3.00 annually; sngle copies 15c. Vol. VIII., No. 13 — March 15, 1930. Entered as second class matter March 25, 1927, at the Post Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1879, THE CHICAGOAN 3 CHAS-A-STEVENS-&-BROS you still spell it S-U-i-t BUT — you'd never recognize ye olde-tyme Tailored Suit, these days . . . it's gone so feminine! Besides the straight, well-groomed, simple lines of the classic, at Stevens' there are "soft" suits, dressy suits, suits trimmed with flat or fluffy furs. Two, three, or four-piece suits for travel, for the-day-in-town, for luncheons, matinees, teas, church, even dinners . . . and though each suit wears its jacket no matter where it goes, how important is the Blouse ... to say nothing of the Hat . . . and what a marvelous setting a suit is for smart Accessories! tailored Lucile Paray's Handbag in gay calf leather and brass. Decorative Pin of Hem atite and sparkling 'Mar- casite. One-Button Kidskin Gloves. Draped Straw Turban with very simple lines. Lisle Hose with French Clox. S U it S third floor sort Choker of Rose Quartz and Carnelian. Silk Crepe Handbag, with covered frame. Slipon Capeskin Gloves, six-button length. Felt Beret, with turnback brim. "Delmar" Chiffon Hose of cobweb delicacy. accessories . . .main floor dressy Lelong's Prystal Chain and Pendant. Two-Tone Kid Gloves, eight-button length. Linen Soie Turban, sleek and lightweight. Antique Brocade Bag. "Delmar" Chiffon Hose, 57-gauge, which are v-e-r-y sheer. 4 March 18th, Chicago Blackhawks vs. Toronto Mapleleafs. BASKETBALL — Chicago Stadium. March 12th, Chicago Bruins vs. Brooklyn. March 16th, Chicago Bruins vs. Fort Wayne. BOXING— Chicago Stadium. Finals of Chicago's Golden Glove Tournament. MUSIC CONCERTS AND RECITALS— Chicago Symphony Orchestra. Orchestra Hall, 220 S. Michigan. On Friday afternoons and Saturday evenings (the same pro gram) the regular subscription concerts. Fourteen popular concerts second and fourth Thursday throughout the season, also the regular Tuesday concerts on the second and fourth Tuesday of each month. For information call Harrison 0363. March 21-22, Miss Grace Nelson picked among twenty applicants to per form as solo pianist with the Chicago Symphony. March 14th and 15th, Jascha Heifetz, violin soloist. Fri. Aft., 2:15, Sat. Eve., 8:15., March 9 (Sun day), recital, Albert Spaulding, violinist, 3:30. March 11, Tuesday matinee, 2:15, last solo appearance of Jacques Gordon, violinist. Josef Hofman, pianist, recital, Studebaker theater, Sunday after noon, March 9, at 3:30. Arthur Shat- tuck, pianist, recital, The Playhouse, Sunday afternoon, March 9, at 3:30. Dusolini Giannini, soprano, recital, Civic theater, Sunday afternoon, March 9, at 3:00. Vicente Escudere, dancer, recital, Studebaker theater, Sunday afternoon, March 16, at 3:30. George Mulfinger, pianist, recital, The Playhouse, Sunday afternoon, March 16, at 3:30. Fritz; Renk, violinist, recital, Civic theater, Sunday afternoon, March 16, at 3:00. ART ALONG ART ROW— The Arts Club, 410 N. Michigan. Paintings by Ernest Feine, Gouaches by Emil Ganso, Drawings by Muriel Hannah. Chicago Galleries Assn., 220 N. Michi gan. A group of Eight Chicago Paint ers continued. Anderson Galleries, 536 S. Michigan. Paintings by Edward Bruce and Lithos by George Bellows. M. Knoedler 6? Co., 622 S. Michigan. Alexander Archipenko's drawings, also Water Colors by Albert Worcester. Albert Roullier Galleries,' 414 S. Michi gan. Fine prints both old and modern for collector and amateur. At galleries of Marshall Field and Co. the exhibit of "The Ten" will 'continue. The exhibit of Old English Sporting Prints is extended at Carson, Pirie, Scott and Co. and opening on March 15th, Society Portraits by Pauline Palmer will be on exhibition. LECTURES CONTEMPORARY THOUGHT — Wie- boldt Hall, McKinlock Campus (North western University Course). Treating the General Conceptions of the World. March 12th, Eve. at 7:00, Man's Re ligion, by Shailer Mathews. March 19th, The Origins of Spiritual Life, by Edward Sapir. SCIEHCE AND TRAVEL— Field Museum of Natural History, Roosevelt Road and Lake Michigan. Bali, Borneo and Suma tra, by H. C. Ostrander — March 8. Himalayan Exploration, by Captain John B. Noel — March 15. Tracking Down the Enemies of Man, by Dr. Arthur Torrance — March 22. Admission Free. [listings begin on page two] TABLES Downtown BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Harrison 4300. Atmosphere dis tinguished, surroundings chaste, service and cuisine consistent with excellent music by Margraff. Otto C. Staack as maitre d'hotel. STEVEHS HOTEL— HO S. Michigan. Wabash 4400. Sumptuous and fine cui sine. Colchester Grill is livened by Joska de Barbary, and Husk O'Hare and his Melody-makers are in the Main Dining room. Fey is the waiter-in-chief. CONGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. Presenting Pea cock Alley and the Balloon Room and Ted Fiorito's band with the notable Con gress cuisine. Ray Barette is maitre d'hotel. ST. HUBERT'S OLD EHGLISH GRILL —316 Federal Street. Webster 0770. English cooking and a little bit of all right. Quiet, haughty and splendid victuals. MAILLARD'S— 308 S. Michigan. Harri son 1060. Whether it be luncheon, tea or dinner, its convenience, comfort and menus attract a lot of nice people. BAL TABARIN— Hotel Sherman. Frank lin 2100. Gene Fosdick's merry band makes any evening here memorable. Wallis is headwaiter and the service smart and unassuming. COLLEGE INN— Hotel Sherman. Frank lin 2100. Offering well-known foods and the latest in music. Huntley leads the band and Braun leads the waiters. KAU'S— 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. It might be Berlin so well is the German tradition fulfilled and the service most satisfactory to men of hearty appetite. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 W. Madison. Franklin 2363. Good old American cook ery at its best in the splendid fashion of the mauve decade. Sandrock is the maitre d'hotel. TIP TOP INN— 206 S. Michigan. Wa bash 1088. One comes and dines ex ceedingly well and looks down upon all the town from soothing surroundings. MY CELLAR— Clark at Lake. The impli cation has its element of truth but it's not a dark cellar. Brilliant in patrons, food and music with Wingy Munroe heading band, Charley Rose heading the fun and Dave Fields heading the waiters. PALMER HOUSE — State at Monroe. Randolph 7500. One remembers the sur roundings and the service happily. It is kingly and none the less kindly. Muller is maitre d'hotel. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Su perior 9697. Spanish as to atmosphere and decoration, excellent as to food, and rhythmic as to music. Popular for a THE CHICAGOAN dancing and dining evening and won't smash the budget. NINE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michigan. Now under new direction and a very splendid place for the suavely served, perfect and formal luncheon or dinner. North EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 North at the Lake. Longbeach 6000. One word about the cuisine — good. One word about the music — rhythmic. One word about the patrons — polite. LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL — 181 Lakeshore Drive. Superior 8500. John Birgh directs a service that is talked about and a coterie of celebrities do it regularly. DRAKE HOTEL— Lakeshore Drive at the Boulevard. Superior 2200. Music always good, food of the best, excellent service are responsible for the prevalent gaiety. BELMONT HOTEL— 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. Here one finds distinc tive refreshment and the burden of any arrangements for special parties is charm ingly assumed by August Mayer. JULIEH'S— 1009 N. Rush. Delaware 4341. Mama Julian makes it like home and there is but one festive board. Late comers will grieve to find that there is no second table. Better telephone ahead. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. The hungry and gay late evening crowd find this unusually good for steaks and sandwiches. GRAYLING'S— 410 N. Michigan. Handy to the Loop and utterly satisfactory for luncheon or dinner. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Dela ware 1242. Swedish in service, atmos phere and unstinted hors d'oeuvres. L'AIGLOH— 22 E. Ontario. Delaware 1909. Teddy promises much and fulfills it all with his famous French cuisine, and the wee hours are strengthened delight fully by the new orchestra. THE GREEN MILL — 4806 Broadway. Sunnyside 3400. Tex Guinan and gang dispensing the kind of drollery that is known nationally. Laughter loud and late. Ponti, headwaiter. KELLY'S STABLES — Rush at Austin. Noisiest in town or any other town. Cymbals, plenty of brass, boisterous. CIRO'S— 18 W. Walton. Delaware 2592. A la Parisien. Coyly conventional, serving not a few of the elite, and, yes, it were better to dress formally. Louis Steffen is headwaiter and his predictions about the notable cuisine are right to the last morsel. RED STAR INN— 1528 N. Clark. Dela ware 3942. C. (Papa) Gallauer presides and behind him are thirty long years of traditional German cooking. He is up holding them nobly. KHICKERBOCKER HOTEL— 161 E Wal ton PI. Superior 4264. The food here is quite the thing and the surroundings pleasing. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. Southern and Chinese cooking and either choice has its compensations. Music and entertainment tolerably torrid and Jerry Eisner is headwaiter. South CAFE LOUISIANE— 1341 S. Michigan. Michigan 1837. If one desires the Creole ceremony in dining, here is a perennial opportunity. For arrangements, Gaston Alciatore or Max. So-so music. SHORELAND— 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. Cosmopolitan menu and courteous service. If Sunday bores, to the Shoreland. TUECMICAGOAN 5 A happy location . . . Lake Shore Drive N all the lensth of Lake Shore Drive, from Navy Pier to North Avenue, "1242" is the only apartment buildins where the living rooms command a view of the Drive and Lake Michigan while the bedrooms face on a quiet side street — peaceful and prac tically without traffic. Happily, this fortunate accident in the city's map occurs at the most attractive portion of the Drive— midway between the new uptown shopping center around the Palmolive Building and the beauty of Lincoln Park. "1242" is close to the leading social and athletic clubs, the finest private schools, principal churches, fashionable hotels. It is but a pleasant walk to the business district. Taxicabs and buses pass the door. Car lines are close by. Occupancy is planned for late Spring and investigation now is, therefore, advisable. Typical apartments range from six to eleven rooms, simplex or duplex in type. ROSS & BROWNE • Sales And Managing Agents PALMOLIVE BUILDING • WHITEHALL 7373 6 114 E CHICAGOAN THE SALON OF WOLOCK Sd BAUER the Salon has been Spring ^Hunting \V nat though tne .March winds blow and bluster f We nave Oprmg sale and sound m tne Oalon! Just wait until you see our lovely Opringtime Jnoes . . . our exquisite oalon Originals. You 11 know it s so ... u prmg is here and so are tne smartest ol smart opnng ohoes . . . and JDags, and JHLosiery! WOLOCK a BAUER MICHIGAN AVENUE AT MADISON • CHICAGO Editorially CHICAGO'S financial agony has inspired sneers, hoots and cat-calls from the envious outlanders, who haven't the faintest glimmer of a notion about its causes. To them, ignorant of the complexity of the situation, it is merely the result of maladministration: a "shame" of Chicago. But the spectacle of the city's industries, mobilising their resources to tide over this crisis, should demonstrate to these hostile critics the true spirit of Chicago. The spirit that transformed a morass into a metropolis in one swift and surging century. The spirit that surpassed the magic of Merlin in conjuring up one unforgettable World's Fair and is now at work upon another. The spirit of the present, too — of the Seventy-four Million Dollar Fund that will hold the fort until the tax monies begin to roll in. If this manifestation of a dynamic, resourceful, public- spirited citizenry is "bad publicity" — as the jealous sister cities are saying about the troubles in our treasury — let them make the most of it. Maybe, however, they can profit by our example. • HAPPY rumors come from places with romantic names such as Avalon and San Antonio. . . . Gabby Hart- nett's wing is no longer made of crackled glassware, and he is shooting the old apple down to second base like nobody's business. Hack Wilson is staring into the sun with the un dated eye of an eagle. The first-string pitchers are shed ding their winter beef; the rookie twirlers look tall and tough; and the old pepper is there whenever Manager Mc Carthy shouts, "Go get 'em, Cubs!" And as for the other gang, the limp South Siders of last season, they are responding bravely to the crack of Donie Bush's whip. Cissell begins to look like a regular second baseman instead of an erratic shortstop; Reynolds is being taught to get his foot out of the bucket when he takes his cut at the ball: and that violet 'neath a mossy stone, C. Arthur Shires, will probably listen to reason in the matter of wages. All of which means that it won't be long now before a man with an afternoon off can spend it in the American manner. When April showers have encouraged the dande lion crop, the Cubs and the Sox will put on their spangles and resume their pastiming. Dreams of championship pen nants will stimulate the imaginations of the city-dwellers. And there will be joy in the land. It won't be long now. AMERICAN manners may be going from bad to worse, according to the social satirists, but there is evidence to suggest that in Chicago, at least, the minor amenities of civilisation are progressing. Any way, people say, "Sir," oftener than they used to. The motorbus conductor uses "Sir" when he answers the complaint of an irritated passenger. The taxicab driver says "Sir" when he accepts a meager tip. The waiter in the hurry-up arm-chair lunch-room says "Sir" when he hands out an order of ham-and-eggs country style. High- school boys, representing the choicest specimens of the hu man cub known in the land, are using "Sir" without stuttering. Perhaps this whispering of "Sirs" through the town has been merely a tribute to the silvering hair of "Editorially" yours. Perhaps we are growing old without knowing it; perhaps our gait dodders slightly and invites this tribute of respect to senility. But on the other hand, it may be true that Chicago is politer, in the casual contacts of life, than it used to be. Maybe the Freight-Handler and Hog-Butcher of the na tion—to use Carl Sandburg's famous phrases— is growing effete. Maybe in a year or two the Town will catch up with the London style of Ashton Stevens, and "dress" every night for dinner. In the meantime, keep your ears open, and you will hear it too, at unexpected moments. Thank you, sir. • SOME men are born banquet-hounds; some achieve the banquet habit; but the majority have banquets thrust upon them. They go to these pretentious feasts, highly or ganised to inflict ennui, because it is their duty or their business to attend; and they sit there suffering the tortures that the great American spell-binder knows so well how to inflict. It is apparent, therefore, that something must be done to mitigate the pangs of banquets. They cannot be abolished completely, of course, but their rigors can be softened. The toastmaster, for example, that aggressive and pestilent fel low who is always bobbing up to say, "That reminds me of a story about an Irishman and a Jew," should be extirpated, root and branch. He is the vermiform appendix of public speaking, and in most cases he is utterly gangrenous. But how? — Ask me another; that's too easy. Let the first speaker on the program rise at the appointed time, in troduce himself as gracefully as possible, with the apology that he has been placed at the head of the list, and then speak his piece. When he has finished let him announce suavely: "The next speaker on the program is Mr. Ray mond Roe, our rising young third assistant vice president." Let Mr. Roe do the same, when he ends his monologue; and so on, und so weiter. Arguments to the effect that it can't be done are ruled out of order. It is already being done. That's the way the Germans conduct a public dinner, and their banquets are said to be nearly painless. Oh, the Germans, you say? They would. TI4E CHICAGOAN I he (classic lailored Suit of 1930 With modern padded shoulders . . . it is undoubt* edly the most important spring costume . . . made of men s suiting . . . with the markedly nipped -in waistline . . .perfectly tailored. 85.00 and up Women's and Misses' Suits—Second Floor SAKS-FIFTH AVENUE North Michigan at Chestnut TWE CHICAGOAN 9 Who Will Come to the Fair? A GRAT1FYINGLY DEFINITE ANSWER NAMING NAMES By Henry Justin Smith. WILL America come to the Century of Progress in 1933? Will the New Yorkers, the New Englanders, the New Mexicans, the Nova Scotians, and everyone else, be scared out? We can at least count upon one set of delegates, mainly from the East. During recent years they have nobly suppressed their terror, and have been only too glad to come. They have had compartments in the Century, and suites in the hotels. They have had free meals at The Tavern and the University Club; although sometimes they have bought their own breakfasts. They have found their visits pleasant enough, and lucrative too, since upon returning home they have been able to realise upon their "impressions." Usually they have sold these in New York — one of the few places where "impressions" are still saleable. Let us hope that the boys will be back in 1933, since, even if they fail us as customers, we can still use them as exhibits. Although there are many people well informed about the "trained seal,"* others have never seen one. And there is a very interesting subordinate species known, in journal istic lexicons, as the "brain-picker." There will probably be enough of these at our World's Fair to make up a respectable statistic. THE term, "brain-picker" is be lieved to have originated in Lon don where it was applied by Ameri can correspondents to a magasine writer who made quick trips across the ocean and back; acquiring from the bureau men, between voyages, enough facts for an "authoritative" article. This great traveler and interviewer worked also in Washington. Not only there, but in New York, he bred imi tators. They throve, and they became more expert than their ancestor. When Chicago became such a big and bad story, hither they flocked. In order to depict adequately these quaint creatures, the "brain-pickers," *"Trained seal"; magazine or newspaper writer supposed to have special ability; pet of the editor; educated to bark and flap flippers upon special order; the term, but not the species, rapidly becoming extinct. NOTE: Mr. Smith is credited by Lloyd Lewis with writing two-thirds of their Chicago — The History of Its Reputation and by the world at large with knowing more about Chicago than any other news paper man in it. His official title is Man aging Editor of The Chicago Daily News, he is a native Chicagoan, he has written at least three books, Deadlines, Innocents Aloft and Poor Devil and we dare to dis close that he is the newspaper friend, men tioned in his article, to whom visiting writ ers come for lore of the Town. Here he explains the technique of their investiga tions, to the certain discomfiture of maga zines generally but to the immense advantage of their readers and Chicago. there must be a composite picture of a few at work. The beginning is in New York, where Mr. Tenterhooks, our composite b.p., has received a commission from a magasine to write up Chicago. He ac cepts without an apparent tremor, but secretly increases his life insurance. He then reflects that he knows no one in this distant provincial city who belongs to his college fraternity or is on the list of his lecture agent. So he appeals to a literary or journalistic friend : "I say, I have to go to Chicaggo, and I don't know a soul the-ah. Could you give me a little naote to somebody or oth-ah?" The friend complies with a letter to a newspaper acquaintance in Chicago. Within a few days, this acquaintance is interrupted in the midst of all sorts of things by the entrance of Mr. Ten terhooks, letter in one hand and cane in the other. He wears a flustered, in deed a hunted, look. Evidently he has slunk along the sides of buildings. And he is vague about his assignment except that — as it could not help being — it is a commission having to do with gangsters. Most Chicago newspapers now carry on their staff "brain-pickees," who know exactly what to do. One of these is now made guide to Mr. Tenter hooks, with the instructions: "Here's another of 'em. Show him around." THEY start out. They go to lunch. They go to dinner. The newspaper man pays. (Exception: One "brain-picker" paid for a dinner.) The newspaper afterwards honors the reporter's expense account. Late in the evening, the reporter takes his New York guest to a dingy speak-easy west of the river. There are bad-looking men lurking about. A policeman pokes in his head, and, at a wink from the reporter, draws his re volver, whereupon the bad men dive through windows. Next morning, the New York "in vestigator" awakens in his damask-cov ered hotel bed with a pain in his temples, but a thrilling memory of his visit to the terrible gang resort. His note-book is full of things about the his tory and habits of the hoodlum world. The reporter has told him all this. And the reporter, being a lover of Chicago, has tried to interest him in the Chi cago Plan, the building of the drainage canal, etc. But on these subjects, the note-book is blank. Within two or three months, the magasine appears with a handsome article, illustrated with half-tones bor rowed from the newspaper morgue, and headed: CHICAGO AT MERCY OF CROOKS. Personal Experiences of Our Special Commissioner J. Ralph Tenterhooks (Author of "The Biography of a Mouse.") IS all this much over-drawn? Really, it is not. Almost any former Chi cago writer, now tea-ing in New York, can testify about the letters of intro duction; and more than one Chicago newspaper office can bear witness about the arrival and disposition of the typical "brain-picker." As for what the magasines have printed, we have all read it. And by way of survey, one may consult Poole's Index in the public library, there to find listed such titles as: "Chicago, the Nation's Crime Center." "Looting the Loop." "Chicago — Hands up!" "Pine-apple Politics." "Crook County." Pretty good caption writers, those magasine fellows. They have not done quite so well since they took to writing up the city's financial troubles, but they have managed to get across the myth that Chicago is bankrupt. Now, it is of course true that news- 10 TI4E CHICAGOAN papers from Maine to California, and from Florida to Oregon, not to speak of ancient and immensely conservative journals in England, backed up by some highly dignified organs in Russia and the Scandinavian countries, have printed just as libelous articles as the magasines. All together, these libels, if directed against an individual, would be worth damages of a hundred million dollars. The headlines have ranged from "Chicago in a State of Siege," to "A Bomb a Day Keeps Chicago Gay" (London Daily K[ews headline) and "Chicago, the Modern Sodom." That last copyreader must have got Sodom mixed with Babylon. RENO BOUND: "But I just couldn't stand the way he swore at Mother." YES, the newspapers have been pretty nasty to us. But after all, they are only newspapers. In Ameri ca, at least, their editors are under pressure not to get scooped on this big gest of all stories, this unparalleled American melodrama, The Sin of Chi cago. And a lot of harried copy-read ers have been lashed into writing head lines about it which their editors will consider hot enough. And bunches of editorial writers, in heavy conference, have had to compare phrases until they could concoct savage enough things to say. Finally, of course, everywhere ex cept in London, the newspapers had to go to press in a hurry. So there is some excuse for the news papers — whose "trained seals," by the way, are seldom of the "brain-picker" order. But when it comes to the car loads of exaggeration, and gin-rickey writing, and pulp-paper headings, that have characterised much of the maga sine estimate of Chicago, what excuse is there? How do editors explain it. One seems to recall that, a long time ago, the reading public was led to believe that the weeklies and monthlies were much "higher-class" than the newspapers. It has been supposed ever since, although the notion is weakening — only students in schools of journal ism still hold fast to it — that the big superior writers for the magasines made painstaking surveys, and one could believe them as well as one could the Supreme Court. Such supposi tions, it now turns out, are tenable as regards only a very few periodicals. Those with big circulations and lots of pictures have made a record scarcely surpassed by the yellow journalism of the '90s in the distortion, over-coloring and sometimes downright falsehood with which they have treated Chicago's problems. Some of them have tried to Westward Ho- Ho- Ho NOTE: Philip Nesbitt, true to promise, forwarded these sketches from Alameda, Cal ifornia, first stop-over on his annual investigation of the South Seas. His characters have the pleasant anonymity of travel contacts the world present both sides of the story; others have deliberately gone out for red melodrama. A lot of them have print ed pictures too raw for any news paper. The all-fiction magasines have madly jumped into the game. The de tective-story writers have profited. It is the magazines which have given Al Capone's name a halo and Chicago's name a smear of mud. Why? For bigger circulations. ACTUALLY: Ticketed from Provinetown to Carmel-by-the-Sea. IT wasn't always that way. Forty years ago, people used to make speeches slamming Chicago, a news paper occasionally would take a shot at us, very rarely a magasine would mild ly chide us, but the men who wrote for the weeklies or monthlies exhibited a good deal of sanity and good humor. The magasines sent their best men hither, just before the Worlds' Fair of 1893. There had been a fierce battle between New York, St. Louis and Chi- TWECWICAGOAN n RENO ANACHRONISM: Ne vada country folk stare incongru ously at the Paris creations. TYPES: In the *^hair car. cago for the honor of being the Worlds' Fair city; that didn't count. There was hot business rivalry, — but the magasines didn't seem to know it. They had a healthy curiosity about the city of the Exposition, and that was all. Julian Ralph, dyed-in-the-wool New Yorker, came out and wrote a couple of articles. He seemed about as much shocked by Chicago's noisy cable cars and its fast elevators as the cane-car riers are today by machine-guns, but he kept his temper. And he used ad jectives in his articles such as "impres sive," "substantial"; and phrases like "has an air of solidity .... amasing degree of enterprise .... much of beauty." Those magasine writers before '93 were wont to tell cheerily, as did Gen. Charles King, of how, for instance, Chicago greeted Grover Cleveland af ter his first election, with huge signs reading, "How are you, Mr. Presi dent? You'll find no flies on this town." They enjoyed quoting harm less boasts, such as "You can get more changes of climate in Chicago for $1 than anywhere else for $1,000." And the big feet of Chicago women! The genial magasinists of the '90s liked to quote fables like the one about the Chicago girl at Atlantic City, who "stepped into a sharks' nest; and only two of the dreadful monsters escaped." MAYBE the magazine writers were not so solemn, nor so nervous, as those of today. Or perhaps they hadn't acquired the sociological spirit. They had beards, but very few wore horn-rimmed spectacles. Anyhow, they didn't seem to think of Chicago as a great big hideous national prob lem and a "menace." The city was pretty tough then, but the Warners, Ralphs and Kings simply thought it lively and amusing. . . . Well, of course, there was William T. Stead, who wrote for a London magazine about "The Two Babylons, London and Chicago" and who brought out a book called, "If Christ Came to Chi cago," written in a vein that reminds one of Jeremiah, Arthur Brisbane, and the Rev. Dr. Hillis, all in one. . . . Well, yes, there was Rudyard Kipling. Rudyard was sour, clear across Ameri ca. He wrote that Chicago was savage and ugly. He hadn't much sense of humor, anyway. He was more modern. Later came heavy-browed, didactic, and rather inaccurate chaps like George Kibbe Turner and Lincoln Stef - fens. They had discovered something which Steffens called the "shame of the cities." These muck-rakers and others who followed them discovered everything which the boys have found since 1920, except prohibition, the machine-gun and Al Capone. They wrote fifteen to twenty pages in their magasines, representing about three Union League Club lunches. Other magazines got the habit — the anti-Chi cago habit. It spread from them to the newspapers. This was between 1907 and 1910. From muck-raker to "brain-picker," only twenty years! AFTER a magazine editor has read the above paragraphs — supposing any editor stoops to read them — I can hear him reply: "We have been fair. We have written up your boulevards and parks and schools, too. It hasn't all been about gangsters and states of siege." That's a fact. It is true also of some newspapers. Likewise, one re calls with gratitude William Allen White, who came here in 1927 after Thompson's third election and who wound up his article with the comment that "It is not the mob thac actually rules (in Chicago) . . . Whatever is noble has bound its way into the city's institutions, into just and beautiful liv ing." And there was the notable case of Samuel Merwin, who came here with every temptation to write about the city sensationally, and instead wrote about it generously. Probably I could recall others who have done us good. But the trouble is, I remember most clearly the feverish, blatant, over drawn and scandalous "comprehensive articles" about Chicago in the maga zines of the last ten years; and that is what most people remember. The bad picture remains; the good is "oft in terred" in the library files. Which one will the magazines, the newspapers, the book publishers, choose to present between now and 1933? Will the campaign of abuse go right on? Will every fur-lined overcoat that gets off the Century prove to con tain a "brain-picker" looking for mud to fling at Chicago? No doubt, the times being what they are, and the circulations not half large enough, we may expect plenty of those fellows. But one may still be optimis tic enough to believe that editors will send hither a good many competent, fair-minded writers, from whom we ask, not pretty adjectives, but a little justice. One may go farther, and think it possible that the silly wave, the morbid wave, and the sociological wave, in the magazines will have sub sided somewhat, three years hence, that the world-habit of maligning Chi cago will have diminished, and the city will be pictured as what it really is, — a place where people \i\t to live. With all that Chicago has at stake, that is not very much to ask, even if it is a great deal to hope. 12 TW£ CHICAGOAN Distinguished Chicagoans A SEQUENCE OF PORTRAITS by J. H. E. Clark Margaret Ayres Best: One of the earliest settlers of the north shore with her late husband, A. Starr Best; an unflag ging leader in matters dramatic, producer of the beloved brain children of innumer able ambitious young dramatists, and organizer of the Dramatic League of Evans- ton, the prototype of the successful Chi cago League; a beloved leader of Evanston and Wilmette activities, with the entire community rallying to her defense in the middle of the night when a memorable fire destroyed — only her barn. Mabel Reinecke: "Baby Member" of the Suffrage Board at twenty, and the first woman ever to receive a presidential ap; pointment when she became Collector of Internal Revenue for the northern district of Illinois; now a bright light on the Cook County Board of Election Commissioners, an active newspaper woman, dominant leader in important clubs, able worker for better politics who, nevertheless, finds time to be the thoroughly charming chatelaine of the Reinecke household. Sheldon Clark : Inveterate vice-president of huge oil companies and director of the American Petroleum Institute; more locally, a forward-looking member of the Chicago Plan Commission and a distinguished Re publican leader; presidential elector and secretary of the National Republican Con* vention Committee; enthusiastic yachtsman and prominent member of the Town's lead ing clubs, progressive director of the Lake Shore Trust and Savings Bank. Silas Hardy Strawn : Rescuer of a Town financially embarrassed, as well as an eminent member of the eminent law firm of Winston, Strawn and Shaw; one time United States Commissioner to China and president of the American Bar Association, now a trustee of the Field Museum, of the Carnegie Endowment for International Peace, chairman of the Board of Directors of Montgomery Ward; the fighting citizen. George Lytton: Through every depart ment of the Hub to succeed his father as president of the huge clothing establish ment; noted business-man musician and in spiring spirit of the Chicago Business Men's Orchestra for many years; philanthropist of summer outings for the poor and ardent supporter of the Art Institute and Field Museum; he put his sub-deb daughter to work in the Hub and practices his music in the office during spare moments of the business day. TUECmCAGOAN 13 Has the Newspaper "Colyum" a Purpose? THE TOWN'S FAIREST COLUMNIST PROVES IT By June Provines THIS is not to be construed as a reply, or an attack, or even a de fense of newspaper columns and columnists. But after all the smoke has cleared away from Ralph Cannon's at tack on present day columnists, and the cross fire from the other columnists has dwindled to a vague reminiscent smoke, there is a point or two to be made about the "chatter column" of today. By this I mean the column that deals with personalities, anecdotes and that which, in modern parlance, is called the wisecrack. Is it all gossip below stairs? Idle talk that was a waste of breath before it waste of white- his suspenders as he talks to a jury; that Big Bill Thompson has his own seat in his motor built six inches higher than any other seat in the car; that Lionel Barrymore reads music scores in bed at night as other people read novels — which is the kind of triviality that ap pears frequently in such columns, a conclusion comes to mind. It is by just such human and color ful and eccentric facts that personali ties come to life. Read a page of academic description about Sir Isaac Newton and dare to say you find any thing that makes him more human to you than reading that this greatest of mathematicians was space? Trivial tittle-tattle to which giant intellects would scorn to bend a cynical ear? I believe it is more than that. PUZZLING as to why it is of interest that the Prince of Wales plays a second-hand sither, that Mary Garden buys two hundred pairs of stockings at a time; that Benjamin Marshall wears ruffles on his dress shirt; that Prof. A. A. Michelson does water-colors as an avo cation; that Clarence Darrow hitches NOTE: Miss Provines stepped into her present conspicuous position atop This Gala World out of a reportorial sequence including covering of Queen Marie, the Prince of Wales, the Swedish Crown Prince, Gene Tunney, Lindbergh and visiting firemen. Her column, a refine ment of the chatter interview, is two years old and first of its tremendously popular kind in Town. She's been as far as Paris on assignments for her paper and is just now in Ari zona for a vacation. If invita tions count, she's the most pop ular columnist in Chicago. 14 TWCCUICAGOAN tion was the laurel wreath — because it hid the baldness of his brow. Read Seutonius. His racy accounts of the Roman emperors, filled with the trivial gossip of the times, make them live for you more than the perusal of dosens of chapters of more dignified history. THUS today. You read in a daily newspaper chatter column that Mrs. Rockefeller McCormick keeps a t;ny gold clock on her table, to facili tate getting her guests to opera on time; that Samuel Insull is at his office every morning by 7:30 o'clock; that Queen Marie has a leopard skin over her bed when traveling; that James Simpson always wears a flower in his lapel buttonhole; that Mrs. Jacob Baur keeps two telephones on her dining table; that cigarettes are not for sale at Marshall Field and Company's store because the original Marshall Field dis approved of them. These trivial facts would be of more value to posterity in creating the per sonalities of today, perhaps, than ab stract and learned outlines, however classically written. And by just such apparently inconsequential bits of in formation are great names made real to the rest of us. Excellent ideas as to lost dynasties have been formed from the hiero glyphics in a cave, or the construction of a few pots and implements of war fare. Zoologists can, from a footprint imbedded in prehistoric clay; from a bleached bone or two, reconstruct a prehistoric monster that ranged the plains a thousand eons ago. Personali ties can be brought to life similarly, but not so easily. Usually it takes a casual, unimportant idiosyncracy to reanimate them completely — to make them credible figures. JUST as surely, the times in which we live may be mirrored in a wise crack, an anecdote, a speak-easy story, a tersely told incident, as truly as in a learned article based on surveys and research. The other day a speak-easy proprie tor came into a loop office bringing keys to his new establishment (the G-men had kicked over the old one). He distributed the keys to former patrons, then departed. That little incident re vealed a whole phase of a question to which columns of space have been de voted — prohibition and its violation. Similarly does the three line item printed a week or so ago in a local chatter column accurately picture the times. It was to the effect that the police department in a small village near Chicago had been given a new squad car as a testimonial from the grateful bootleggers who had to pass through the village on their way from the northern distilleries into Chicago. Could any long and learned diatribe tell as succintly a situation that has evolved? The diary of Samuel Pepys is of value, they say, because of the trivial, unimportant notations that give the very flavor of the times in which he lived. Perhaps the chatter column of today might have slightly similar value in the years to come. Overtones IN view of the publicity which has been given New York's "red tri angle" case, it might be advisable for the Y. M. C. A. to devise a new trade mark. ? Liberalising the censorship of obscene books is highly desirable. As it is now, there are a thousand borrowers for every owner of one, and the struggle for possession is bitter. The legal profession views with alarm the current tendency among motorists to settle their right-of-way disputes on the spot by combat. This sort of thing is taking bread right out of the lawyers' mouths — -and giving it to the doctors. ? President Hoover proposes a pro gram of governmental economy. There is to be a rigid restriction of the amount of mucilage put on the back of stamps. ? Russia is apprehensive of war with her neighbors, and this is a sure sign that peace will continue to prevail. War never comes except when it is unexpected. ? Turkey's longevity champion, a man 156 years old, has been hired by a pro hibition society to come to thp United States and show how vigorous he is as a result of his never having taken a drink. To us, he doesn't sound as much like a model as a horrible example. ? The per capita wealth of the United States is over $3,000. If you haven't this much, you are one of about 120,- 000,000 exceptions to this rule. ? The government has spent over $5,- 000,000 to eradicate the Mediterranean fruit fly in Florida. It is enjoying more success in this direction than in keep ing out other undesirable aliens. ? You can't tell us that Mr. Coolidge has no political ambitions. Otherwise, why should he visit both Florida and California in one season? ? A man who flipped matches into his wife's face was sent to jail for six months. It would have been simpler just to make him buy a lighter. ? Chicago has already had her first taste of Spring, but it remains to be seen whether it was the real stuff or only bootleg. ? The authorities are trying hard to reduce the number of Chicago river bridge openings, and stenographers are watching their efforts with bated breath. It would be no joke to lose one of the most plausible excuses for being late at the office. ? On the verge of economic collapse, Vienna still laughs and goes to fancy dress balls. The Viennese take after our city officials, many of whom are spending the winter at Miami. The level of the lake is gradually becoming lower, and owners of lake shore apartments may soon be able to discontinue furnishing each new tenant with a row boat. — JOHN C. EMERY. NOTE: The anonymous Chicagoan who clips Overtones from each issue and adds In An Undertone observations hugely en joyed by the staff is requested to identify himself so that we can relay his shafts to a never too happy world.— THE EDITORS. rWE CHICAGOAN 15 TOWN TALK ROSES FROM PROF. LINN • CO-OPERATIVE CLOCKS • THE GERMAN SULLIVAN THE 333 PROBLEM • THANKING DR. STOCK • THOSE POETS UP WITH LINDBERGH • THE BROKEN NECKLACE By Richard Atwater From all the buckets of roses, wreaths of cactus, and fragrant Gates Ajar received from the Town's columnists and other gracious friends, we select the following tribute by James Weber Linn of the University of Chicago and the Herald and Examiner {as the most entertainingly outrageous) for our introduction to Town Talk's appreciatively critical audience: "Mr. At water's statement in the previous issue of The Chicagoan that my column was made up of personal ities induces in me a belief that I can be most useful in telling the truth about Mr. Atwater, who has induced hundreds of thousands of people to be lieve that his character is composed one-half of the poetical and one-half of the domestic; that, when he is not com posing or accepting poems he is play ing with his children or agreeing with his wife (formerly a student of mine). "As a matter of fact, Mr. Atwater was the anonymous founder of the Poetry Haters of America, and has made more people hate poetry than any other poet, with the possible exception of the author of Intimations of Immor' tality; he boasts privately that he has never built a block-house for the little darlings except under compulsion; and his idea of real enjoyment is to get a poor partner for his wife at bridge, and then win money from her. "Which exactly fits him for conduct ing a column called Town Talk; for the two things Chicago dislikes most are poetry and domesticity, as we columnists who are really poetical and domestic have discovered to our sor row. Forward, then! March!" Bowing to Professor Linn, as fond a friend as ever smilingly bit his dearest enemy in the ankle, conductor Riq (after a private whisper to the wood wind section as to how Mrs. Riq has never played a game of bridge in her life, God bless her!) taps his baton and begins with a Domestic Tone-Poem in A Flat Major, from our Chicago studio, in, I think, Chicago. ALARUMS AND CO-OPERATIVES After living for five tickled years in one of these more or less new fangled co-operatives with a college campus air about them, we thought we'd heard everything. But here's a new one. With the dogs and cats recently brought up before the Man agement Committee was the complaint of a fair owner-tenant against alarm clocks. She wanted them stopped at once. Among all the new noises civilisation has brought into the city world to re place the chant of the jungle, we're pretty ashamed to think it wasn't we that discovered the peril of the alarm clock. This is what comes of keeping late hours and sleeping all morning: a lesson for us. It seems that what hap pens as the dawn's first light gilds the battlements of this, and probably other edifices of the sort, is that the Little Ben in each department (there are sixty on our campus) doesn't chime at the same moment as his neighboring brethren; instead, they pop into action at various and startling intervals over a period of two hours. We wonder how they have arranged Fresh from the triumphant close of his popular "Pillar to Post" band concerts, the debonair "RIQ" with this issue takes the baton of "Town's Talk's" Civic Orchestra in hand. this matter in co-operative Russia. They must have a law about it, prob ably with bombs instead of clocks, exploded all at once by a master signal in the Kremlin. At the proper mo ment after sunrise a bomb under every bed from Moscow to Minsk causes a universal rising; everybody dresses hur riedly while up in the air, their clothes of course being blown up with them; and then they descend unanimously to the tune of the 1812 Overture and the law of gravity. A splendid idea, which we will immediately lay before the Management Committee. S. S. "PILSENER" They still chuckle lovingly, up in the cosy and historic quarters of the Cliff Dwellers, over memories oi B. L. T. "He was sitting at the next table one day at lunch," Rudolph Reuter tells us; "I think it was in the early days of the war. I said some thing about how odd it would be if someone should discover Gilbert and Sullivan were of German ancestry. "The next day you can imagine my surprise, when B. L. T. quoted me in the Tribune as saying Sullivan's name was, in fact, Seligman, and that he wrote Pinafore while living in Mil waukee." • A PICTURE NO-JURY COULD HANG One of the six significant oil paintings of Chicago life and man ners we shall give to the next No- Jury art exhibition for hanging will be a drawing from life. It was one of those quieter hours of the night when gentle men, especially if in a delicate condi* tion, are suddenly struck with the mar vels of existence; and the subject of our sketch had just discovered the lofty triangle of ruby letters which flash the signal "333" to those in peril on the tossing waves of the Boul. Mich. "T-t-t!" clucked our gentleman in an 16 TI4E CHICAGOAN SQUASH RACQUETS ecstasy of unexpected pathos. He seemed so overwhelmed that, in stead of asking him the reason for his dental consternation, we walked on into the night. After all. we had the pic ture, and our own three guesses as to whether (1) he had just remembered where he left his umbrella, (2) he was disturbed to find the second of the three figures a trifle out of alignment, (3) his appointment was in Cleveland, Ohio. • CHICAGO VERSUS HOLLYWOOD If you are thinking wistfully of going to California to become a taxi driver, which does sound as simple a way as any to meet the princesses of cinemaland, a word of warning from R. Echelle may be in order. "In Chi cago," his dispatch informs us, "a green rustic, fresh from the farm, can acquaint himself with the city street system in three days. In Los Angeles, even an elsewhere experienced guide would have to have three years' new training before he could begin to fathom the location of a given number on a certain street. "The padres, in their study of cli- m a t i c conditions, had found the best layout for towns was to have the streets-l run at 45 degrees* from the cardinal points of the com pass. Thus at noon every street would have one side in the shade, and every building would have shade on two sides. But when the Americans came, they were so ob- Squash Racquets holds the social standing that Tennis boasted in the Gay Nineties. For the first time in history Chicago held the National Squash Racquets Championship. Sundry examples of clean, young American manhood contorted at the Racquet and HYP Clubs. The finals matched Herbert N. Rawlins, ex-Harvard and a heady player of immense sangfroid, and Donald Strachan, of Princeton and Philadelphia, a hard hitting member of Bill Tilden's travelling tennis circus. Rawlins outsteadied his more youthful opponent to repeat his victory of 1928. The defending champion, J. Laurence Pool, like Rawlins, New York and ex-Harvard, was eliminated by Strachen in the semi-finals. Preston Boyden, our City Champion, did not compete, but Tom Fisher went creditably to the quarter-finals. Rawlins of New York sessed with the notion that streets must run east and west or north and south, that we now have the old sec tions laid out according to the needs of the country and the new subdivisions accord- Strachan of ing to the standards of the Philadelphia middle west. "If this is not clear, I will add that the new building for the school of Philosophy at the University of South ern California is named Mudd Hall." If carrying a compass is required to stalk Clara Bow, our clients are advised to stay here where the street numbers are simple and all roads lead to Texas Guinan's. THE BON- TONSIL Doctors, for once, will be glad to agree with the advice given, in a Post beauty chat, by a linotype oper- ator who just couldn't bring him self to use the word toenails : "Learn to keep your tonsils shapely." NEW PYRAMIDS ARISE Blue brummel on his warhorse blows his sergeant's whistle, two dusty slaves of a 1930 Pharaoh tauten Pool of New York ropes, one at the Wacker and La Salle corner and one at the midblock alley, to barri cade the street in front of the new building. Elephantine waves of auto mobiles and snaky lines of pedestrians pile up at the traffic ropes. A ham mock laden with great cut stones begins its swaying and perilous ascent to the skeleton towers of the latest pyramid. Most of the interrupted traffic pauses willingly to watch the swinging danger rise, story after story after story: one could calculate the height of the load, at any moment, by noting the angle of the audience's chins. Others, less curious or more reckless, stoop now and then under the guardian ropes to cross the tabooed pavement. Yells of warn ing from the grimy ropebearers or from Pharaoh's blueclad lieutenant turn them back, abashed, behind the ropes again. The slabs of stone mount higher . . • Forty floors above the hammock is gathered in by silent pigmies. Blue Brummel on his warhorse toots all clear, the warning ropes are let fall to the pavement, traffic as if regret- TUE CHICAGOAN'' 17 fully resumes its course. 100% nciency; 0 accidents. • THANK YOU, DR. STOCK On the air, pat barnes with his Alice in Musicland over WGN is our idea of just how to talk to the kid dies; and one of the nice things about this unique event is that he doesn't call them kiddies. . . . Then there is the announcer who, unless our ears de ceived us, put unexpected punch into his recent Sunday talk by pronouncing the good old name as if it were Snack a Rib. . . . And Fisher of Chicago riotous as the T# ¦ Three Doctors of K WMAQ so regu V^SWusvW"1- larly are, our real ") weekly treat is furnished by Sen I Kaney. Immedi Vick ately after the de- WIZARD OF FINANCE Then there's the friend of ours (in sympathy we withhold his name) who got out of the stock market last fall just before it skidded. He put his winnings in the City State bank. • A NEEDLE'S EYE FOR SACRED COWS It is not generally known that Ashton Stevens, the distinguished critic-gossip of the Herald' Examiner, is a delightful practical joker. Celebri ties, however, whom he has invited to write those "Night Letter Autobiogra phies" for his sprightly column are viewing Stevens with a new suspicion. If Calvin Coolidge is to have, after all, a little more than five hundred words to do his history of the United States in, you may imagine the mental anguish overwhelming, say, the average theatri cal star confronted with the problem of telling his rise to fame and fortune — in fifty words. • POETS AT LUNCHEON The lady from Indianapolis had been expressing her admiration for the sleek winding boulevards of the park system and the magic lights of Tower Town. "Listen Riq," she cried— "Do you keep a diary?" interrupted a young man with the aromatic name of Philip Morris. "And that," murmured that prince of poets and detective stories, Vincent Starrett (in that delightful man- time I took a small boy for a stroll in Lincoln Park. Suddenly, for no ap parent reason, he looked up at me and cried, 'Uncle Vincent, would you pet a lion?' " Mr. Morris laughed heartily and the agreeable Starrett proceeded to declaim an impromptu poem. We are no shorthand artist, and can only hope it ran somewhat to this effect: "It never had occurred to me, Till I wrote an autobiography, How unimportant I could be." .."What a perfect triolet!" cried the lady from Indianapolis. "Wait a min ute, I mean triplet." "Typographical error or no typo graphical error," sternly responded one who was at that moment an ex-colum nist, "I cannot allow anyone to in sinuate that a poem by my excellent friend here is the diminutive of a dish seldom served at the better restaurants." "Just what do you mean," retorted Mr. Morris, "by a Grecian profile?" Always the helper, we explained this indicated a straight line from the top of the forehead to the tip of the nose. "Which," we regretfully ad mitted, "is ruined, if you consort with oculists. In that case, instead of hav ing a Classic profile, you have a Glassic one." "And the moral of that," philoso phised the poet Kurt M. Stein across the Bismarck table, "is not to make a spectacle of yourself." It was then, we think, that Mr. Morris was inspired to solve the mys tery of the breezy girl bandit who had been robbing the town's taxi drivers not only of their pocketed receipts but of the clothing containing the pockets. Clothing merchants, insisted our thoughtful friend, must be secretly be- Vickers of Toronto lectable Chicago Symphony director concludes his brief and lovely preface to the Sunday afternoon concert, it is this announcer's duty to cry "thank you, Doctor Stock" in a low, hushed voice, quite as if the Doctor had just performed a difficult minor operation, presumably on the announcer. Smith of Milwaukee ner of his of the Olympian god who has come down for a chat with the Trojans), "and that reminds me of the 18 TUECI4ICAGQAN "Strictly Dishonorable," or How to Win a Fight in Miami Contestants were awarded i*/i points for skill, 3J/& points for aggressiveness and 5 points for a knockout, but most of the boys were operating on margin hind this latest maneuver, in a sudden brisk campaign to sell more two-pairs- of -trousers suits. EX-BOOTLEGGER Among our fascinating acquaint- ances is a humorous young man who once spent a few years in the alky racket (if he is not fooling us) but quit when the business became a felony in stead of a mere misdemeanor. Asked why he, too, does not write a novel about his experiences, he explains that these three years were the quietest and most uneventful of his life, and thet's a feet, Meester Riqwater. SIGNS OF SPRING Spring has come, at least in Swit- zerland, as we know from the sym pathetic purrings of our Swiss kitten, Mitsi. There is quite a colony of these (we mean Swiss, not merely kit tens) in Chicago; most of them, quaint ly enough, are in the cheese business; they choose the neighboring Indiana dunes for their vacation ground, these sand hills being, as they will tell you, the nearest thing hereabouts to their native Alps. It was from one of these charming and yodeling families that we inherited Mitri, who is still under standably devoted to chocolate malted milk and imported fromages. By the hour, these days, Mitri sits in the windowsill, her interested whiskers trembling in the sun, her in toxicated amber eyes darting to and fro as daring birds, innocent of this near foreign peril, swoop ignorantly by her window. From time to time a 'Six — seven — eight- The Manly Art The Golden Gloves Tournament, which crammed the Coliseum February 27, produced, if nothing more, these striking sketches by Nat Karson, ranv pant here in a new technique of which these pages are assured further specimens. The cap tions disclose still another of the artist's talents- The boy above won his fight, as did the one at right, whereupon the artist melted into the crowd and out of the picture yearning and vernal "mow!" quivers in the air, and a furry barred tail lashes tigerlike below the casement. Some where the edelweiss is blooming, ra vines are murmurous with the melting of icy necklaces on the Jungfrau's snowy bosom. Chamois bound in pagan ecstasy up the Matterhorn, and for all we know, the secretariat of the League of Nations has ordered a new set of neckties. POST-STRAVINSKY Just as we decided to get one of those newfangled banjos that plays chords by pushing a system of but tons, a new instrument pops up in a Wabash avenue music window. It's the Hawaiian Harp, apparently a sort of slide-wire zither, with numbers on its frets to aid the unpracticed hand. As S. F. B. Morse cried when the first telegram was sent — WHY THE PUBLISHER LEFT TOWN Lawyers can' have troubles, too. Thus, Philip R. Davis, our noted theatrical barrister, recently prepared material for a second book of his free verse. Securing a publisher, he en gaged us to write an introduction for- it, which we blithely did under the TWtCWICAGOAN 19 M Ethiopiates were admin istered frequently An advocate of the W. G. N. "abolish the smoke pall" policy An artistic slugger, if love of canvas is evidence caption, On the Courage of the Poet Davis. Months passed. The book did not appear. Mr. Davis was un able to locate his publisher. We claim that what happened is that the pub lisher accidentally read one of Davis's poems. Davis suspects he more likely vanished after reading our introduc tion. The manuscript, too, is gone, but this mystery is simpler. Probably spontaneous combustion. • SCIENCE AND INVENTION You doubtless already know you can "broadcast" through your own radio receiver by attaching an inexpen sive outfit available at the electric stores, enabling you to talk back to the regular announcer to your heart's de sire. Here's another trick that we thought up ourself, though it's so easy it can't be unknown to professional ex perimenters. Take an old pair of headphones (the kind everybody has lying around somewhere from the days when it was a miracle to get the Drake Hotel) and connect them quite simply to what is called a "phonograph pick-up." Put the pickup on a record, put the head phones on your ears, and there's your one-man electric phonograph, without batteries or house current. The mag nets in the pickup and in the phones supply all the voltage necessary. The music is quite loud and clear. This trick has a real social value, as we discovered when our Doris had to hear Barnacle Bill for the eighteenth time. With the earphones adjusted to her golden locks, for the first trium phant time the child heard the record and we did not. This makes us one up on Thomas A. Edison, and we think the government should get out a spe cial postage stamp in our honor. • RHAPSODY One of those romantic moments we shall always treasure came to us this week, when we met June Provines, the Town's prettiest columnist, for the first time. As our fingers melted into each other, bluebirds seemed to warble somewhere, and we heard the soft trickling of a bubbling brook. Miss Provines' pearl necklace had broken in our mutual excitement. SUCCESS STORY The first gossip column we were ever allowed to write was in the wartime Camp Dodge army paper. We wrote in a room on the ground floor of one of those Doric style barracks you may remember. Our second de partment of this sort was in that sterling weekly, the Blue Island Sun' Standard; we dashed it off, on top of our regular duties as editor, still from a first floor window, but the floor was ten steps above the ground; a small but decent promotion. A year passed, and in the old Post building (now a bicycle store) we rose in a trembling hydraulic hoist to the second floor and here con ducted a pillar of propriety for quite a while. Encouraged by our efforts, the paper moved to a new building and promoted us to a fourth floor. Gradu' ally we became adjusted to this height. Stravinsky's The Fire Bird became our favorite melody, and lo and behold, here we are again, looking calmly out of a fifteenth story casement in the handsome eyrie of The Chicagoan. What ho now, Mr. Lindbergh. LABOR-LIGHTENING DEPARTMENT Eager ever to lighten the toil of mankind, we pass on for what it may be worth the suggestion of C. J. Bulliet designed to aid such theatergoers as are privileged to say what they think of the show for the morning newsprint. At present, it seems, these harassed genials are rarely able to see the whole play, but must hurry from the theater in a fleet of taxicabs considerably before the final curtain, so they will have time to buy the necessary bouquets for the ac tors and deliver these in care of the printer, before the nocturnal deadline. The idea is to review the drama by a series of telegrams, act by act, as a sports reporter covers a prize fight. Thus the first city edition would have a description of rounds one and two, the final papers would have round three and a complete summary, and Charlie Collins and Ashton Stevens would sit back and enjoy the lover's final kiss instead of having to guess that Uncle Abner's will would turn up at 10:53. Personally we suspect they'd rather guess. • CURTAIN SPEECH Blushing forward as the curtain falls between this and the next con cert in this handsome auditorium, Mr. Riq bows in behalf of himself and others who have made this program possible, th-th-thanks you one and all for your kind support, and hopes you will like the new show even better than the old one. Mail may now be ad dressed to us in care of this magazine, but clients desiring to call us on the automatic telephone had better consult the directory instead of trying to dial RIQuarius. Owing to an amazing oversight of the engineers, there seems to be no Q or Z on the company's otherwise satisfactory invention. 20 TI4E CHICAGOAN Don't Squeeze-Pour/ SQUEEZING in the pantry isn't done any more, . I William! Leads to such a muss! When you want fresh orange juice today, you get the world's finest in the brilliant jet bottle of Orange Crush-Dry. You pour, don't squeeze! 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Architec ture they saw frozen into immobility; degraded, debased. Their lusty young country was raising to the heavens towers of stone stamped with the mark of European tradition. The lives of their countrymen were being lived in dwellings alien to the character of on ward marching young America. Stone and steel were being forced into old forms, the bastards of many cultures and civilisations. The spirit of the new was confined in old vessels and the new wine soured in ancient casks. While New York and the East, still clung to faith in the Beaux Arts and the Old World, the middle western disciples congre gated in the Chicago Archi tectural Club to hurl ana thema at the unblinking cliff of the conventional, to formulate the tenets of their new creed, and to press their young enthus iasm into the service of revolt. Of these earnest young anarchists the one who has been called the most bril liant, the one who has proven himself the most faithful, is Frank Lloyd Wright. With the others he listened eagerly to the thundering words of the master and went forth to spread the new gospel over the prairie lands. Of all the pupils who composed the group known in professional circles as "the Chicago schooi" it is he who has given his name to the layman with which to designate the new architecture, an architecture indigenous to the middle west but which has been spread by his works to all parts of the country and beyond. lowness. He wrought, twenty-five years ago, structures basically similar to those which startle the eye of the spectator today with their striking modernity. Much that passes for modernism in art today is Frank Lloyd Wright. When the modern art movement first peered over the hori zon in Germany and Holland its rep resentative work was based on sketches of Wright's buildings which he had published in Germany shortly before the War. After the Paris exposition in 1925 the new trend was imported bodily into America, and many of the so-called new forms which were then T HE layman recognizes Wright's works by its horizontally and Frank Lloyd Wright brought here had been originated by Wright two decades previously. Para doxically he is appreciated far more in the Europe, whose rigid hold on archi tectural tradition he cast off in im patience and disgust, than in the American middle west whose spirit he struggled to realize in design. The eyes of his countrymen, it is true, have been somewhat blinded by the thick dust of publicity which has been thrown into their eyes these twenty years. While the world of art has cherished him as a great artist, and NOTE: Unspoiled by three mid- Western universities and an unusually sad training among the sob sisters of Chicago's Fleet Street, Miss Voynow came to these pages two years ago under sponsorship of Meyer Levin and has written — in her strikingly masculine style — the personal stories of more Chicagoans than any other individual contributor. the world of the initiated acclaimed him as a man of sparkling wit and ex quisite taste, the far wider world that reads the newspapers has had him presented merely as a builder of houses whose leisure hours have been devoted to a series of blatant love affairs. The man Wright is assuredly a genius and genius rarely fits into the conventional mold. His fundamental honesty, his hatred of compromise and half-measures in architecture have made him a great artist and those same traits carried into his personal life have brought him unhappiness, disgrace and vulgar publicity. Five women have fig ured in his life and for three of them he defied the conventions. WHILE still a youth he married and settled in Oak Park. Work in the city oppressed him but he was very busy and while his six children were growing up in the sedate suburb he dreamed of the day when he would be able to escape with them to the Wis consin countryside where he had spent his childhood. One of the men for whom he had built a home in Oak Park had become a close friend. One day this man introduced Wright to his wife and each recognized in the other a true "soul-mate" — the unfortunate term which the public pounced upon and dragged down to vulgarity. She, like Wright, had children, but each ex plained the situation to his partner in marriage. The two households agreed to continue for one year as though nothing had happened and at the end of that time, if Wright and Mrs. Cheney still felt that they wanted to marry, they were to be released by divorce. The year passed. Nothing had happened to mitigate the force of their feeling for each other and Mr. Cheney set about arranging a divorce. Mrs. Wright, however, refused to give freedom to her husband. Wright was summoned to Berlin and took Mrs. Cheney with him. He returned alone but as soon as her divorce proceedings were finished Mrs. Cheney with her two children joined him in his castellated bungalow on a 22 TUE CHICAGOAN NEW YORK MIAMI BEACH DETROIT ^-7 CLEVELAND 600 MICHIGAN BOULEVARD * SOUTH CHICAGO ouette shk GOWN «v3rS the Renaissance in style gives us all the worthy fashion ideas of practically all the periods in which feminine charm has been enhanced by dress . . . so . . . we find in the New Silhouette of the Gown the graceful, flowing lines of Neo=Greek artistry, the high definite waist= line which distinguished the Directoire period, the clinging drapes of the Sheath Gown ... all combined in a mode essentially modern ... a style which is unmistakably "1030". . . a fashion in which is portrayed all the originality and the true creative spirit of "America's Foremost Fashion Creator" Wisconsin hillside. He had installed an architectural studio on the premises and she was occupied in translating Norwegian books into English. Though telegraph wires clicked busily with the story of their "spiritual hegira" and "Mamah of the Hills" (Mrs. Cheney's first name was Mamah) the household was ideally happy until the whole epoch ended in a blaze of horror. On one of Wright's trips to his city office a negro servant ran amuck. His insane hatchet dealt death to Mamah, her two children, and four workmen, and his torch sent the bungalow paradise up in flames. Wright and Mr. Cheney jour neyed to the scene of desolation to gether and out of their sorrow came the determination to build a new refuge on the spot as a memorial. This is the present Taliesen, the famous home to which Wright has fled from the world in all the later vicissitudes of his life. When the first Mrs. Wright finally granted him a divorce he married his beautiful companion the sculptress, Miriam Noel, but that marriage, too, ended in unhappiness and more pub licity. Two congenial artists became a quarrelsome husband and wife and the impetuous Miriam frequently left home and threatened to break the union until she learned that her place was filled by the young and beautiful Madame Milanoff. Then she besieged the pair with warrants and officers of the law, had them arrested and did all in her power to retain her hold on Wright. But her fury finally spent it self and after she consented to secure a divorce the two were married, and now live happily and peacefully with their child at Taliesen. NO woman in his life, however, has been more significant than his mother. She was one of a large family who had come to America, to seek re ligious freedom. Their father's stern Unitarianism had been frowned on in his native Wales, and met with no very favorable response in the new world. From the eastern coast he journeyed west in the search for liberty. With him to the wilds of Wisconsin he took his unshaken beliefs and a motto held sacred by his forbearers for genera tions: Truth Against the World. This verbal talisman was the very corner stone of the home he built in the Wis consin valley. Here father and sons ployed and prayed and preached. Sunday would find the Lloyd-Jones homestead thronged with people come THE CHICAGOAN 23 FRUHAUF CORRECT CLOTHES FOR WELL-DRESSED MEN «« nnouncmg —a new location for Chicago's exclusive dealer in FRUHAUF CLOTHES « « In larger quarters, well above the noise and dirt of the street, we now offer you a quiet and inviting place in which to establish your headquarters for quality clothes and acces sories « « Our service is directed to the busy executive who demands sincerity in quality and refinement in service. This we offer at reasonable, common-sense prices. Smith, Holst & McElhone, 12th floor « Republic Building » 209 South State Street Inc. 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We have fares to meet every purse and plan. mmm wmmm white star line red star line • atlantic transport line international mercantile marine^ company 30 PRINCIPAL OFFICES IN UNITED STATES AND CANADA. MAIN OFFICE, No. 1 BROADWAY, NEW YORK CITY. AUTHORIZED AGENTS EVERYWHERE to hear the father's sermons. The gatherings attracted a younger preach' er, named Weight, who lingered to take the daughter Anna to wife. In the tiny settlement of Richland Cen ter, Wisconsin, their son, Frank Lloyd, was born. Preacher Wright was a traveling missionary. As the family travelled eastward the mother who had been a teacher started work on the educa tion of her son and as early as that he was dedicated to the cause of architec ture. When he reached the age of eleven, she sent him back to her brother's home in Wisconsin. Here, after his chores had been done, he would wander over the meadows and woodlands, to worship and wonder at the beauty of the country side. The vision of the hills went with him when he went away to school. Later, in the city, it still glowed within him and the landscapes of his childhood have al ways called him back from the clamor of city streets and the ugliness he strove to defeat through his work. Thus it was that he built the home for Mrs. Cheney on a site he had loved as a child and named it Taliesen, after an ancient Welsh bard who celebrated in song the glories of fine art. FATHER of the important move ments in modern architecture and creator of many famous building-, Frank Lloyd Wright is now at the threshold of a new epoch, perhaps the greatest of all. His triumphs, certain ly, do not all belong in his past; though they alone are great enough to bring him lasting fame. It is said of him that he owes no small debt to Japan when he was sum moned to build the Imperial Hotel in •Tokio. Old conventions of construc tion were disregarded in its design, and his brilliant foresight was rewarded when the hotel was the only building in Tokio that withstood destruction in the earthquake of ten years ago. From the Japanese, it is said, he received en couragement in his passion for simpli fication. From them, one expert says: "He learned, too, to make doors and windows an integral part of the de sign, not merely floating on its sur faces. From them he learned the in timate liaison between art and nature that makes his work sink into, and be lost in, the embrace of rock and shrub and tree." But, it is reported that Mr. Wright takes exception to this dictum of the savants. With a lordly gesture of de- rUECUICAGOAN 25 CADILLAC LaSALLE mthey cost no mote to own and operate TYPE HARMONIZED STEERING SYSTEM SECURITY PLATE GLASS SAFETY FOUR WHEEL BRAKES SILENT SHIFT TRANSMISSION WIDER DEEPER SEATS LOWER RACIER LINES LARGER ENGINES GREATER VALUES Why Not Own One? 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If you admire beautiful craftsmanship, visit these factory wholesale showrooms. Five floors are devoted to productions for the bedroom, dining room, living room, library and hall, together with many charming occasional pieces and a most magnificent array of upholstered furniture. Scaling downward from the most ex* elusive productions built for America's finest and most luxurious homes to suites of exceptional quality of more moderate price, this display affords home lovers of good taste in and around Chicago unusual advantages. These showrooms are maintained for the benefit of dealers, decorators, and their clients. Whole sale practices prevail, but visitors will be ac' corded courteous, intelligent attention at all times. ROBERT W. IRWIN COMPANY. designers ^Manufacturers of fine Furniture for 50Years 6o8 S. MICHIGAN BLVD. nial he has proclaimed: k*On the con trary. It is the Japanese who owe a great deal to me." With such state ments as these he has won for himself in certain circles the title of "the most conceited man in the world. " On the other hand, he treats very lightly his non-architectural achieve ments. At various times his work has led him accidentally to the invention of improvements in articles of common usage. He was offered a substantial small fortune for an idea he developed on a piece of plumbing but with a shrug of his shoulders he refused to patent the idea and market the article, saying: "I am an architect. These things don't interest me."" WITH the others of the Chicago School, he did much to revo lutionize the planning of the small house. Shortly after he began prac tice in Chicago in 1903, his residences were scattered liberally through the city. He specialized in residences but to his credit are also many buildings of other types. The old Midway Gar dens is regarded by many as his mas terpiece. The Imperial Hotel, of course, is accounted one of his triumphs. The Larkin Building in Buffalo caused a sensation at the time of its erection, and Trinity Church in Oak Park has been admired for many years. There are many plans afoot and un derhand in the little office atop the 333 North Michigan building. Here Mr. Wright is to be found between fre quent journeys to Taliesen. His fifty years have topped a high forehead with iron grey hair. His eyes are a sparkling blue, his skin fresh and ruddy, he charges the air with the elec tricity of a dynamic personality. The eyes that have visioned, the delicate hands that have wrought, show no traces of weariness. His step is bouy- ant and firm; his voice mellow and vibrant. NOW, for the first time in his career. Wright's mind is entire ly fee of business and financial worries. 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Ontario St. Superior 6543 (Sold also at your neighborhood store) ^onnni WAUKESHA WATER TI4ECMICAG0AN 27 rapidly. He is at work on a massive project for St. Mark's Tower in New York City, to be erected on the land owned by the famous St. Mark's in the Bouwerie. The Tower is the first cf a group of apartment buildings en tirely new and revolutionary in con ception. It is to be the realization of all the dreams and talk of glittering towers of glass with walls composed almost entirely of glass. The building will be constructed in a factory, trans ported to the building site and there assembled as an automobile is assem bled from its parts. Once the dies have been cast by the factory similar parts can be constructed ad infinitum and any number of identical buildings can be erected. Each of the thirty-six apartments will be furnished with metal furniture designed by the ver satile Wright, Another current proj ect is an exclusive Arizona resort hotel constructed on the "concrete block" principle also original with Mr. Wright. Wright forges steadily ahead with young architects today using ideas he introduced twenty-five years ago, and the east, the Orient, and Eu rope come to the middle west for inspiration. Song Just in Time. The moon is light-fingered, Lovely, yet dreary, Ah, we have lingered Too long. We are weary. Death stalks behind us, Breath on our breath. Sleep seeks to bind us. Apprentice to death. We who are lovers, We who were fair, Find life discovers Death everywhere. Where are our roses, Where is our June? Ah, winter closes Over all soon! End it with laughter, End it with love. Something comes after, Beneath or above. We shall again see Spring and fair weather. Where shall we then be? . . . Oh, not together! — SHEILA STUART. 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Meridian St. Milwaukee, Wis. 457 East Water Street American Express Travelers Cheques Always Protect Your Funds The Stage ELEMENTARY, MY DEAR WATSON By William C. Boyden IMMORTAL stage characters are of two sorts. For the first, we must thank the genius of the author. There have been many great Hamlets. For the second, we bow before the genius of the actor. There has been only one Rip Van Winkle, one Music Master, one Bill Jones, — and one Sherloc\ Holmes. The popular conception of these characters merges indelibly into the personalities of the actors. Others may play the parts, but woe to them, if they are not shadows of the origi nators. No artist's illustration of Sherlock Holmes would be accepted, did it not resemble William Gillette. This very great gentleman is saying goodbye to us for three brief weeks at the Erlanger. The event is glamorous. It reveals the theatre at its very best and makes us know why we love it so much, why canned entertainment never will displace the beautiful rela tionship between player and audience. Mr. Gillette speaks, simply and with the perfect taste of a man of ingrained culture, to tell us that he is happy to make his last bow before a gathering of his own kind, rather than to de claim his final stage lines into a record ing machine and to see a blinding camera as his farewell audience. TO those who have wandered in dreams with Sherlock Holmes on the Tor of the Baskervilles, through the byways of darker London and even to Alpine crags, the play brings back a thousand crowding memories. Cleverly woven from several of the stories, it serves to bring out the best remembered traits of the great detec tive, — the cocaine, the startling deduc tions, the coolness in danger, the never failing resourcefulness. Other fictional sleuths rely on modern inventions, police organisation and the third de' gree. Sherlock Holmes is a solitary figure, alone in a sinister world. So we love his victories the more. In the soul of every normal man is the desire to remain effective and forceful during a long and eventful life. There is an inspiring wish-fulfill ment in seeing Mr. Gillette play at seventyfour with the vigor and clarity WILLIAM GILLETTE as the un forgettable Sherlock Holmes of a man of fifty. He is still Sherlock Holmes. No more need be said. John Miltern, a richly fiendish Moriarity, and Roberta Beatty, a dark and gorge ous Mrs. Larrabee, stand out among a supporting cast of uniform excellence. Elementary, my dear Reader, — that you should see Sherloc\ Holmes. EMOTION ON PARK AVENUE CHICAGO can say pish-tush when astute managers do not see fit to bring New York hits to the Hinter land. The Goodman has a company and a director, Hubert Osborne, who need ask no handicap in the produc- tion of smart, modern material. I refer to Holiday, Philip Barry's latest con tribution to the psychology of the Racquet Club. Barry understands the superficial problems of young people of the nicer sort. Under his pen they talk with more than the customary semblance of reality. Professor George P. Baker taught him to write a well constructed play. Johnny Case is a young lawyer with the naive idea of retiring while young and slaving when senescent. Swell stuff, had he not become engaged to Julia, a girl who loves him to death as long as he conforms to the dry-ice atmosphere of her several homes and to the rubber'Stamp philosophy of her Croesus father. Julia has a sister, yclept Linda, a regular fellow at war with stuffiness in the home. Linda likes the idea of a holiday before blood TME CHICAGOAN 29 pressure mounts. She likes Johnny too. At the very brink of the Wall Street precipice, a last minute rescue sends Linda and Johnny to bask on the Isle of Antibes, or somewhere. Lots of good acting here. Ellen Root departs from the type of role for which she is most naturally endowed, the sophisticated thing, and gives a forthright, hard-hitting performance as Linda. I have resigned from the I- Saw-It-In New York-Club, but I want to say that Miss Root lends every bit as much to the character as did Hope Williams, whose work herein led to current stardom. Katherine Krug etches Julia in bold relief and in clear contrast. The assignment to the ef ficient Roman Bohnen is tough. He follows a little known actor, but a very well known author and parlour enter tainer, Donald Ogden Stewart, one of whose after-dinner stunts Mr. Barry has borrowed bodily for a comedy in terlude. Don Stewart was immense as Don Stewart, and so is Roman Bohnen. Bernard Ostertag is his helpmate in the drama and in their scenes. These two could take their act into vaudeville. Neal Caldwell finds adequate scope as the drunken brother of the warring sisters. There is a sharp cutting edge to his work, a sardonic bitterness sug gested that gets into one. Hale Mac- Keen makes his Goodman debut as Johnny. He appears as a clean cut juvenile with a good sense of humor. It would be worth your while to go East of Michigan Avenue some evening. BARONETS IN BOX CARS ENGLISH authors have frolicked no end with the ascendent profiteer and the descendant landed gentry. Baronial castles of fiction have been much besmirched by the tenancy of sardine mongers and gun powder kings. Many a Captain Sorrell, V. C, D. S. O., has smashed baggage or driven a hack. Dear Old England, the last of the regular Dra matic League operas at the Princess, tells us that lords and ladies are living in abandoned railroad cars on their erstwhile estates, dining on the fruit of the goat's udders and serving as scullery maids for that beastliest of all outsiders, the profiteer. It winks as the tale unfolds, — winks broadly enough to reach the last row of the gallery. 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Chairs crum ble to shards under the impressive sit ting down of Lord Whoosit; the family goat is introduced for a brief moment of stardom and the mastication of a sizeable sheet of paper; the Harrow boy and his father come a-wooing in their pajamas. In the measure that the play mingles types of dramatic form, it like wise offers uneven quality of enter tainment. Hilarity sometimes treads with heavy foot. Excepting Grace George in The First Mrs. Eraser, the native actresses featured in this series of London suc cesses have not fared too well. Gladys Hanson is one of our most gracious exponents of regal maturity, a cultured and charming person. She never fails to perform with distinction, but an English woman might contribute more vividly to this menagerie of cartoonized Britishers. As a noble housemaid Mary Vane is a bit of all right. One could ask nothing better than Reginald Carrington's down-at-the-heel Dun- Ellen Root and Roman Bohnen, free, untrammelled spirits in a gold dusty world, fail to interest pragmatic Katherin Krug in a Holiday of undefined duration. The old battle of spirit versus flesh is currently fought out at the Goodman. TmCUICAGOAN 31 dreary, and Edward Rigby's frightful bounder. Subtlety marks Reginald Sheffield's portrayal of the dumbish Harrovian. The more you like the English, the better you will like Dear Old England. RARE OLD VINTAGE LIKE finding a forgotten, cobwebby m, bottle of Napoleon brandy in a cellar full of near-beer, one rediscovers T^aughty Marietta, the second lap of the Victor Herbert Relay Race at the Majestic. There is no slackening as the wand is passed, for the current score is as richly melodious as Mile. Modiste. And there is Use Marvenga. This cunning little trick is no Italian, nor as fiery tempered as the explosive Trentini, but withal a piquant and frisky bunch of petite blondness, — jolly in boy's clothes with a little curl peeking out from under her black tarn and adorable in an Empire gown of completely satisfying feminity. Above the quick tempo of the Italian Street Song, her voice is a clear unforced coloratura. That favorite of the hand organs is by no means the sole excite ment to hardened arteries. I Am Fall ing in Love with Someone also dates from this vintage. It is rendered in a well controlled tenor by Halfred Young, one of the corps of ex-Student Princes. No great shakes as an actor, Mr. Young is yet a personable lad with a full voice and flapper-catching dim ples. These two join in the lovely lilt of the theme song, Sweet Mystery of Life. Laid in New Orleans in 1780, the story involves the good old French custom of shipping girls to the New World to be bartered in matrimony for tobacco. Each girl carries a casket which is opened by the new husband when he has paid the purchase price in good cut-plug. In the general atmos phere of the yarn there is a suggestion of the 7<[ew Moon. The production is distinctly haus- frau, but we can go elsewhere for glitter and bangles. Besides, one has come to be suspicious of new and shiny bottles. Mustiness around the cork is a good omen. RESCUE IT has at times been difficult to imagine Justice Holmes listening re spectfully to the caricatures parading our stage as eminent attorneys. Not // HOLLYWOOD and HAWAII" A TRAVEL PLAY THAT IS ALL ITS NAME IMPLIES! JfaaSg* THE action begins in your home, where your wife tells you that a spring vacation has been decided upon. (How much action occurs here depends entirely upon you. Long or short, the result will be — a spring vaca tion.) The scene then shifts to a ticket agent of superior acumen. 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Leslie Kincaid, President so in the case of Sir Guy Standing, distinguished actor and war veteran, who ornaments the cast ot Jenny, vis- able at the Selwyn. Gossip has it that this play, now heavily emphasising Jane Cowl's role of a charming actress, was originally written for a male star. In spite of the enveloping personality of Miss Cowl and the weak writing- down of his part, Sir Guy makes a delightful person of a big corporation lawyer, surrounded by his rose gardens, his collection of stamps and the most god-awful family for which a decent man ever footed the. bills.; Said family is stereotyped and ready made for dramatic situation. The wife and mother surrounds herself with Russians and interior decorators. The children are the usual Long Island assortment, a married daughter flirting in blind alleys, a drunken flapper and a jackass son from Yale. The father is a cipher in the home, good only for the winning of law suits at $70,000 a throw. A celebrated actress, closely resembling Jane Cowl, is lured across the threshold one night by her love for roses. In one of the longest, most transparent propositionings in the his tory of the stage, she rescues the lawyer from his hearth of pain and drags him to a supposed houseparty at her Cana dian camping lodge. Image his amaze ment when the party turns out to be a deux. Another kittenish scene of importunity and reluctance, before the genteel adultery passes discreetly from the potential to the actual. The final act reveals the actress making an honest man of the bewildered barrister. Miss Cowl and Sir Guy, the co-stars in fact, if not in lights, play with the certainty of rich experience. Speaking technically, she tops him and he quietly under-tops her. Englishmen have a way of doing that to vibrant American stars. Jenny is just a vehicle with a punc tured tire. FROM THE BARD'S HOME TOWN AVE atque vale! The Stratford-on- f\ Avon Festival Company has again come and gone, leaving pleasant recollections of the most even, excellent and faithful productions of Shakes peare that are currently visible. We are accustomed in America to Shakes peare done by an outstanding star, supported by more or less anybody. The result is inevitably spotty. These competent Stratford people, featuring no star and sporting no elaborate sets, seem to make their work almost a religion. Every line, from the much quoted soliloquies to the veriest bits, is clipped off in precise, literate English. Intelligent identification is achieved from Hamlet to Snug, the joiner. The Company was little changed. Wilfred Walter again played lustily in the heavy, virile roles, while George Hayes contributed the introspective and cerebral characterizations, "the things too vaporous to be sharing this carnal feast of life." His Richard II, Hamlet and Romeo were sharply ten sile and delivered with complete under standing. Joyce Bland was delicate and pathetically sensitized as Juliet and Ophelia. Last season the company needed a stronger woman for the dark queens of tragedy. Fabia Drake, a statuesque, full-blooded young Diana, afforded the desired improvement as Gertrude and Lady Macbeth. Roy Byford, a. useful man of great weight, again supplied the comedy of Bottom, the Grave Digger and the Porter. Business at the box office was not as good as last season. This can be accounted for in a measure by the long stay of the Fritz Leiber Company. The town has been over-Shakespeared. Let us hope the take was not too slim to permit of their return next season. THE WORLD WILL COME TO THE FAIR To THE EDITOR: The experiences cited in Mr. Lewis' article which appeared in your March 1 issue bear out the results of my own investigation, made unofficially during my tour of European countries last summer. Although there was considerable comment on the crime situation in Chicago, and much raillery at the ex pense of Chicagoans in our party, yet nowhere did I hear expressed fear of what might be the consequences of a visit to this city during 1933, the World's Fair year. Newspaper publishers in Berlin and other large cities of the continent un qualifiedly assured me that their nations would be well represented at the exposition of "A Century of Progress," both in exhibits of their achievements and in numbers of visitors. The same was true of leaders in civic, social and industrial activities. In fact they were enthusiastic over the TI4E CmCAGOAN 33 unusual opportunity the great inter national exposition would offer their peoples to participate in the displays of science and industry, in the world congresses, and in the sports contests; and also to see at first hand the mar vels of the United States, and of Chicago in particular. Chicago undoubtedly has been widely publicized, and even the un favorable publicity this city has had seems to have reacted as a magnet which will draw a host of Europeans here, out of curiosity if for no other reason. Personally, I am satisfied that the world will come to Chicago in 1933. — Homer J. Buckley, Chairman Com mittee on Public Information, A Cen tury of Progress. WELCOMING RIQUARIUS I regret The Post had but one columnist to give to The Chicagoan, but in Richard Riquarius Atwater it gave the Brightest Boy in Town — in dubitably. Now, if Riq's grand army of gratuitous writers will only become paying readers, The Chicagoan's Circulation Department ought pres ently to be able to afford a needed fleet of Deusenberg Trucks. I think plum- color would be swell. Anyway, I have nothing but con gratulation for the Magazine and envy for the new Town Talker, who, the lucky stiff, will strut his stuff only once every fifteen days! — Ashton Stevens. ? I didn't believe Ralph Cannon when he said that the column business in Chicago had gone into a decline. Why, our February receipts alone had amounted to 2% gross of verses yearn ing for the approaching Spring; 17.9 cwt. of sonnets by disconsolate ladies who had hoped and actually supposed, that their amorous young men Were Different; and 13 pounds of prose about the traveling man who went on the road, fired with enthusiasm, and then came back without any sales, and got fired with enthusiasm. (Column joke.) The month's expenses were next to nothing. And all that, mind you, in a year when Radio had slumped to 3 4 J/2; and brokers didn't even bother to answer letters about J. B. O. Prod ucts (which have been shamefully mis managed, if you ask me) . But the craft of columning did suffer [continued on page 44] 34 THE CHICAGOAN THE CHICAGOAN appropriates this space to remark casually upon the occurence of its third birthday. In three not especial ly epochal years an attractive idea — to provide a proper journal devoted to the civilized interests of this extremely interesting com munity—has been quietly material ized. We regard the achievement as nothing tremen dous or stupendous (you know, by now, that hazardous is the third word ending in "dous" that all Chicago's been looking for) but we do feel rather well about having accom plished it thus quickly and pleasantly. We mention the matter because of its possible interest to readers whose appreciation has made this dis tinctly Chicago type of success possible. The Chicagoan The Cinema GO TO McVICKERS By William R. Weaver N OW is the time to go to McVick- There Maurice Chevalier ers. and company are performing with great relish a delightful comedy too lightly entitled The Love Parade. The picture is the one of several extraordi narily good ones just now in Town to see first. It is probably too good, too swift and gay and intelligent and adult, to run long in so large a theater. I urge the select thousands who read this magazine to go immediately and take friends. Thus the downtown area may be kept cheerful through March. Many liked Chevalier in Innocents of Paris. The Love Parade is as much better, and Chevalier is as much bet ter in it, as Ernst Lubitsch is better than whoever it was that directed the Frenchman's premiere. Mr. Lubitsch, you remember, is the German gentle man who produced The Marriage Circle and things like that in the silent era. Here, with the personable Parisian and the even more personable Jeanette MacDonald as material, and with the phonetic advantages of West- inghouse equipment, he is artistic miles ahead of the nearest competitor and don't let that remark persuade you that it's an arty production. It's grace ful, beautiful, all those things, but most of all it's sophisticated, suave, satirical, a supreme demonstration of the oft- doubted fact that a screen play can be a good play if the right people do it. None but right people have a hand in this one. There are good tunes in The Love Parade, which isn't particularly a dis tinction, and they have good lyrics, which is. The theme song is, I sup pose, the one named after the title, and it's good anyway. Mr. Chevalier sings some others, as does Miss Mac- Donald, which also may be whistled an hour after leaving the theater; the singing and spoofing of Let's Be Com mon by Lupino Lane and a cross-eyed girl friend is better stuff than comes to Town more than once a year in Zieg- feld's or another show. But they sing the songs for what they are, and when they should, and they don't bring in all the chorus girls out of work in Los An geles to step to them in Technicolor. The story's the one that was The MAURICE CHEVALIER, an eye and ear full in The Love Parade Prince Consort and the telling of it is perfect. Don't miss it, and be sure to see it from the first. (The ten o'clock show is not too crowded.) "THE STREET OF CHANCE" MR. WILLIAM POWELL will never be Philo Vance again. He may again enact the Van Dyne role, if ordered to do so, but after you've seen him as the super-Rothstein of The Street of Chance you'll not care for him as a print-paper detective. In this picture he soars beyond reasonably ex pectable heights and stays there for hours after it's finished, in my case for these ten days at least. Only George Bancroft has done anything compara ble in the field of underworld charac terization, and Bancroft had never the hold on his hearers that is Powell's here. His has been a physical, brutish victory of personality; Powell's is a mental triumph over a plot dangerous ly approaching an unpleasant fact and a character distinctly unpopular in even these big, sprawling cities. The title is a bit misleading; the play has nothing to do with the stock mar ket. The street is Broadway, along which "Natural" Davis plies his highly organized trade. In the early se quences the Rothstein story comes to mind; a little later the possible parallel becomes unimportant. For the rest of the way "Natural" Davis is a strangely likeable human being whose assorted interests are those of his audience and whose life is of vital con- TI4£ CHICAGOAN 35 cem. I left the Chicago late at night, bought a morning paper, and caught myself looking for the news story of the events just witnessed. It's that good. "NO, NO, NANETTE" ALEXANDER GRAY and Bernice Claire, recently of The Desert Song and less recently of other sing able things on Chicago and other stages, sing T^o, l^o, J^anette quite as well as should be desired; but Tea for Two and I Want to Be Happy are not new. Nor is the story, of course. But Lucien Littlefield, of the stillies, is new and tremendously funny as the too kindly guardian, and Bert Roach is comic as need be as his lawyer. Mr. Littlefield, never an uproar in silent pictures, keeps matters merry enough for general satisfaction. And there's enough chorus dancing, backstage com edy and so forth, to prevent optical monotony. And there's Louise Fa- zenda ... I guess it's worth seeing. "THE CASE OF SERGEANT GRISCHA" I'VE a weak spot for Betty Compson, another for Chester Morris, still an other for Gustave Von Seiffertitz and yet another for Alec Francis. Herbert Brennon has always been a headache to me, but I didn't suspect that even he could take this cast and a good book and concoct a pain in the neck. But I under-estimated him. He could and did. The Case of Sergeant Grischa is that of a Russian refugee sentenced to be executed in the first reel and shot in the tenth, netting, as achieved by Mr. Brennon, a total loss of nine reels. The first one isn't bad. "THE LOCKED DOOR" THIS is a messy thing about a young man with too much money, a booze-boat that floats inside the twelve-mile limit, a girl who didn't tell her husband and so forth. It probably couldn't happen, but if it did, as it is made to seem to happen here, it wouldn't matter. TO SEE OR NOT TO SEE The Love Parade: Maurice Chevalier and Jeanette MacDonald in an Ernst Lubitsch classic. [Do not fail to see it.] The Street of Chance: William Powell in a grand picture. [Go.] No, No, Nanette: Alexander Gray and others sing it again and pretty well. [Possibly.] MARGUERITE we have great pleasure in announcing the return of madame marguerite fviANTEAUX ROBES FOURRURES from Paris . . . where she has personally selected the repre sentative models from the foremost creators. Original French models for immediate delivery. Also copies from our own workrooms to your individual order. 660 RUSH STREET AT ERIE .CHICAGOAN 407 So. Dearborn Street Changing residence t The Chicagoan will follow, naturally, but a bit more promptly if the appended form is utilized in advance. Two weeks are required to complete transfer. (New address) _ _ (Name) _ _. (Old address) _ _ (Date of change) - - 36 TWE CHICAGOAN ALICE has a doll house . . . Out in the garden behind the hollyhocks . . . where any sunny afternoon you'll find her family of funny dolls at tea. Some day . . . like your little girl . . . she will have a real home of her own . . . and be grateful to you for her music. Z* The Lyon & Healy jBPff Grand Piano is the only piano with un folding pedals for children. This ingenious feature is ap preciated by parents for it lifts the pedals up to chil dren's feet, yet may be snapped out of sight in an instant when company calls. This advantage and the superlative tone and modern beauty of this fine piano, recommend the Lyon & Healy for your home. Priced, in Mahogany, $750 Wabash at Jackson 4047 Milwaukee Ave. 4646 Sheridan Rd. 870 E. 63rd St. in OAK PARK: 123 Marion St. in EVANSTON: 615 Davis St. Musical Notes THE NATIONAL NERVOUSNESS By Robert Pollak THE other night we went to an under-ground night-club, a resort modelled on a San Francisco prototype, where the principal occupation of the guests is banging mallets on tables. This they do with maddening consist ency, keeping at least approximate time with a gentleman in spectacles who plays the piano from nine till three. Even when the gentleman takes an occasional recess a dull undercurrent of rat-a-plan persists. It maintains itself with varying degrees of bedlam through the mild slap-stick of the master-of-ceremonies. Only at that holy hour consecrated to the Great God Radio, when the cabaret unbur dens its panting soul for the benefit of the embracing ether, only then, do the mallets stop their noise for a little. They remain poised long enough for the owl-like master of the fete to sing a crude and witless song on the theme of homo-sexuality, and then, the chil dren of America having shut off their radios and gone to bed, the mad tatoo begins again. It is difficult to imagine why a crowd of adults will sit around for five hours beating a flat surface with a wooden mallet. Off-hand, it doesn't look to be as much fun as dancing or drinking or even talking. It cannot be laid to some atavistic impulse that would make snare-drummers of us all. If this were so there would be fewer bad saxaphon- ists. The only way to get down to cases and analyse this perverse aspect of night life is to ascribe it to National Nervousness. EXHIBIT A IM not sure exactly what National Nervousness is. It is defined best by description. You and your wife are asked over to Mr. and Mrs. Joe Zilch's to play bridge. You don't like the Zilchs much but he is a big buyer of dehydrated vegetables and you dehy drate them. And so you accept. Mr. Zilch owns an exceptionally loud radio, which he likes to toy with. Every time he lays down the dummy and leaves his better seven-eighths to get along as best she can he runs over and begins to fool with the dials. The racket is MISCHA MISCHAKOFF, who will fiddle at the desk vacated by Jacques Gordon so deafening that you have already revoked twice. But, too make matters worse, Zilch is a lover of assorted rackets. He gets a rhythm band for two minutes, tires of it, twists to a sen timental trio, has enough of that, and turns back to some primordial vo-do- de-oing. Zilch is a stout defender of the radio as a bringer of culture to the masses. But what he really wants is beat time, something with a tom-tom in it. And between bids he keeps up his eternal quest until your wife, weary and ill at ease, insists that she is wor ried about Junior's croup and you de part into the night with a set of badly frayed nerves. Zilch and his kith and kin, of whom there are millions, are Nationally Ner vous. The tremendous clatter of urban life does not disturb them a whit. They love it. And when it comes from the loud speaker through the medium of a thousand evanescent tunes ground out for the talkie revues, they like it that much better. The worst of it is that, no matter how simple and dignified your musical taste may be, you have no chmce to escape the din of Tin Pan Alley. Somehow or other the radio and the gramophone blast it at you. You hear it in restaurants, at theatres, and in the gilded mansions of the cinema. And, in ultimate weariness, you become con vinced that a hundred million people are jigging eternally, beating time with feet or hands to a few primitive meters. TWE CHICAGOAN 37 DRUMS EVERYWHERE THE fever is not confined to popu lar circles only. The importation of the jsiZZ tradition into Europe has changed the color of present-day com position to such an extent that when you turn away from the rub-a-dub of Joe College and His Band you run smack into it, in the concert hall. It wouldn't be so bad, all this sharp meter, if it came as a distinct contrast. But it hovers everywhere, with the re sult that when you turn for peace and comfort to a subtle and enduring sym phony of Brahms you realize with a shock that you don't, for the time being, give a damn about hearing music at all. True enough that, while Hollywood and Broadway deliver their miscellane ous garbage, a formidable propaganda for good music goes on. Roxy demon strates the virtues of Beethoven in the ethereal company of Stock and Sto- kowski. The gramophone companies put a huge bulk of fine music on the wax. The concert business proceeds merrily along, better in some depart ments and worse in a few others. The land is swamped with music for every purse and every taste. The average fellow with an ear for a tune is being flooded with harmony. But even sup posing we stop viewing with alarm for a minute and point with pride at the development of our really first-rate musical institutions. By taking stock we find that, when everything's washed up, we have been patient listeners to imported talent for a quarter of a century. And before that we have no history at all. Having been exposed to some billion billions of assorted tones we have nevertheless failed to produce even the beginning of a national art. We have made some tricky, sophisti cated music out of the jazz idiom that attracts a little international atten tion. Otherwise where have we been creators? A dreary parade of Parkers, Cadmans, Stillman-Kelleys and Mac- Dowells is the mournful exhibit. The drastic cure might be self- imposed silence, a silence eloquent of introspection. With our fervour for organization we could even decree a National Silence Month. During the period it would be verboten to make musical noises of any kind. Perhaps when the country had settled down to four weeks of meditation and surcease of rhythm the genius of America might begin to hear the far-off sound of great music ringing in its ears. // a Tecla necklace were judged solely by its beauty and the adorn ment it confers, its price would run 'way into the thousands. Tecla Necklaces from $25.00 up. •fa Tecla Pearls are created in our Paris Laboratories, -fa Only gold, platinum and genuine diamonds used in Tecla settings. 22 South Michigan Avenue, Chicago PARIS • LONDON • BERLIN • NEW YORK ' "]~] OfeFlAZA and the. SAVOY-Pl/IZA cNew. QJo/'A &*„*,-* , HOT€LS OF Dl STI ncTion Facing each other across accessible. Yet the noise and the plaza at the entrance to confusion of the city are Central Park — their ideal lo- austerely avoided. cation on Fifth Avenue makes business, transporta- PLAZA and SAVOY PLAZA tion, theaters, shops — easily New York 38 SAILING? SAILING? Doing Europe this summer? Or giving the Hawaiias a whirl in May? A bit of fish ing in Canada and a leisurely sail to Alaska? Of course, you are going somewhere. But how? Ocean steamers are popular ideas, and it is the early bird who gets the outside state room. The late bird some times gets no room at all, on the ship he particularly wants. We suggest a glance at steam ship sailing lists, a study of cabin locations, a talk with your steamship office or travel agent, and a canny reservation of space — almost immediately. It's that way with camps, ranches and hotels, too. The fine places are always in de mand. Forethought gives you the choice suite, makes your vacation so much happier, more comfortable, genuinely carefree. t£* ^* V* If you haven't decided where or when or how, let THE CHICAGOAN produce its bag of suggestions. Our travel editor is ready to help with ideas and informa tion. A note to her will smooth that happy voyage. Travel Department The CHICAGOAN 407 S. Dearborn Street Books "THE WOMAN OF ANDROS By Susan Wilbur TO say that Thornton Wilder 's third novel, The Woman of Andros, had been eagerly awaited would be putting the fact far too mildly. Seasons have come and seasons have gone. The Boni spring list of a year ago was already making promises, or was it the fall list of a year and a half ago? So much so that when, last Friday, it did actually appear in the bookstores, people didn't begin buying quite at once. Some say that this was because they doubted the evidence of their senses. Others that, having already asked for it a dozen times, they were superstitious about asking for it the thirteenth time. There is one Chicago critic however who thinks they hesi tated chiefly because it didn't look like a money's worth. While the rest of us were writing our reviews, this critic was counting the words in one hun dred sixty well margined pages. Speaking of critics, however, most of them have been saying every nice thing they could lay their hands on. So much so that if reviews were currency, it might almost suggest inflation. With the "Hation critic on the contrary prick ing the bubble so violently and viciously that you think, come now, it can't be so bad as that. In between the two extremes are those — Carl Van Doren and myself, to be exact — who actually stopped to look up the play of Terence upon which the story is based. Which, I warn you, is fatal. Such a pulling out of partitions and strip ' ping off of wall paper to get to some thing that is human and likely has really a fascination all its own. Prob ably the only human thing in Terence is where Pamphilus pulls Gly cerium, secretly his beloved, from the flaming bier of her sister Chrysis and then gets hugging her right there at the funeral. And in Terence this happens off stage. Mr. Wilder, therefore, while accept ing Terence's hypothesis, prefers to doubt practically every one of his facts. He rejects, to begin with, the Roman street scene that Terence labels Athens, and even rejects the idea that such things would have happened in a proper Athens. No, he says, they would have happened on some exceptionally unim- TUE CHICAGOAN THORNTON WILDER, author of The Woman of Andros portant Greek island, where there wasn't much else to talk about. He rejects the happy ending. He rejects the complications that lie between. Bringing on his own tragic ending by a complication more likely and also more harrowing than any that Terence thought of. One thing I regretted. Namely, that he didn't somehow man age to salvage the two cents' worth of greens and sprats which are about all that remains to us of the really original 'Woman of Andros as written by the Greek poet, Menander. Though, per haps, one ought not to complain, seeing that Mr. Wilder introduces a so much more elaborate marketing in place of it. In short, Mr. Wilder's story is a very pretty thing. As Grecian as that urn was when Keats got through writ ing about it. And yet as modern as though we should suddenly discover that the urn had been after all . a Wedgwood copy. From as long ago as The Cabala, Mr. Wilder's style has been compared — favorably I believe — to that of Pater. And it is still much too beautiful for any practical purposes. Though of course Mr. Wilder might well reply that after all The Woman of Andros is not a practical purpose. "THE GREAT MEADOW" SOMEONE remarked to me the other day that they wondered what people, who didn't read plenty of books, ever found to talk about. At the moment I was inclined to agree. But it has occurred to me since that Ernest Hemingway at least — we're spelling it right this time — can put in a TUEG4ICAG0AN 39 pretty good evening talking prize fights. Given, that is, a prize fighter and an enthusiast or two to help him out. The only trouble that I can see with book clubs insofar as the reader is con cerned — which isn't to say that I can't sympathize with publishers and book sellers — is that from a conversational point of view you are more or less com pelled to read everything they put out, whether it's the life story of a deer, or a history of American civilization, two volumes congested into one. Once in a while you don't mind, though. And The Great Meadow by Elizabeth Madox Roberts is one of the onces. The title comes from some Indian words meaning Kentucky, and in sub ject the book might be described as a second chapter in the story of which The Covered Wagon would be say the tenth or eleventh chapter. Generally speaking I find this sort of thing either too thrilling or too educational for my tastes. But Miss Roberts has made it neither thrilling nor didactic, but pleas antly experimental. "CENSORED" PERSONALLY I have always imag ined the movie censors as leading something the same sort of morally luxurious lives as the Reverend Philip Yarrow and those others whose busi ness it is to raid bookstores for stories of nights in Turkish harems. But in Censored: The Private Life of the Movies, Morris L. Ernst and Pare Lorentz, who have made a careful study of the matter, show that this is not so. Whatever moral luxury the movie censor enjoys must come from his own mind's eye. In Hollywood the authorities have learned to be careful about such things as unmarried lovers — in Tolstoy's Anna Karenina, they had the foresight to marry them — and even about the length of kisses. . . . That is, of course, unless they are mak ing a film to run under a Biblical title: a real prodigal son staged for Palestine can get by with anything. Apparently all that is left for the state censors to delete is ladies combing their hair, or appearing as advertisements for teddy bears, hairpins and such: "eliminate close view of hairpin" is a literal quota tion from the Kansas censors, babies without stockings, even though such babies may be thoroughly well dressed almost to the knee. Yes, and of course beds. Though it isn't often that a questionable bed leaves Hollywood. The Pageant of the Past Atmosphere! The banquet hall of an historic chateau . . . the tiled and vaulted guardroom of a Richard I . . . Glistening Mosaics from Alhambra. They had more time to live in those days. Atmosphere! That's what American homes lack. Genuine atmosphere is scarce in these days of machinery. Atmosphere comes from reflection, but who has time to reflect. Snatch it from the Past . . . you can. Kelly Interior Crafts can bring the Atmos phere of the past right into your own home. Call and See for Yourself Specializing in Producing Antique Effects Hand-Crafted Wrought-Iron Specialties From Our Own Forge Kelly Interior Crafts Company 905-11 North Wells Street, Chicago For the Brilliant Season "The Chicagoan" four-o-seven south dearborn I enclose a check for three dol lars [$3] in payment of one year's subscription to your magazine. (In case the check is for five dollars [$5] it is not my error. I merely so indicate a desire for The Chi- cagoan for two years.) — a magazine gauged to the tempo of a Town so swift it glitters. A chronicle of vivid and urbane life which is so contemporary it is almost prophetical. A mirror of a civilization, a reflection of in comparable gusto, a witty, worldly, adult commentary on the things above average which are the concerns of readers above mass intelli gence. (Tiame) (Address). 40 TI4E CHICAGOAN At Country or Town Home there's none better than CHIPPEWA Natural Spring Water This popular pure water that is botded right at the spring follows its users to country places in winter and summer. Safeguard your health by drinking the same pure water always. Delivery service in Chicago and suburbs and shipped to any part of U. S. Call Roosevelt 2920. Chippewa Spring Water Company of Chicago 1318 S. Canal Street The Beautiful Takes Time Select your exquisite tableware and lamps — your decorating scheme — in the unhurried atmos phere of our salon in the DRAKE HOTEL A display of exceptionally rare and prized pieces of CRYSTAL TABLEWARE OCCASIONAL TABLES JADE, CRYSTAL AND POTTERY LAMPS EXCLUSIVE PIECES OF FURNITURE INTERIOR FURNISHINGS W. P. NELSON COMPANY N. J. Nelson, President ESTABLISHED 1856 Executive Offices 153-159 West Ohio St. Telephone Whitehall 5073 Exhibition Salon at Drake Hotel Go Chicago IN THE SPRING By Lucia Lewis WELL, how about that young man's fancy? If the prescribed thing is happening to it, the bright girl will sign up a spring wedding trip to the perfect spot for romance; and if his fancy just isn't, it's a grand time for the consolation voyage to the same spot, in quest of other arms and other lips. I always get soppy about the fair Hawaiis but I have yet to see anyone who isn't saccharine about them. They grow more pineapples there than in any other spot in the world, they have the most wonderful extinct and active volcanoes on record, they show you a swell museum, university, all sorts of historic relics, but my fondest recollections are of much more intangible and sentimental things. A stroll to the end of the Moana's pier between dances; ukuleles and steel guitars; undulating hulas and the uli uli dance of kneeling girls at a moonlit native feast; our silly struggles with very gooey poi at the same feast; a drive to Haleiwa of a quiet Sunday afternoon with a delectable dinner to glorify the usual trip in glass-bottomed boats, naval evenings on the battle ship in Pearl Harbor — it is to sob. Any time is a good time for the Hawaiian trip, but April, May, and early June are particularly popular, so it is rather prudent to insure comfort as well as romance by getting a bit ahead on reservations. Both the Lassco and Matson lines have regular services from California to the Islands, Lassco from Los Angeles and Matson from San Francisco. Their vessels are famous for luxurious accommodations, good service, and fine food, with the voyage taking from five to seven days each way; and it is one of the calm est, most pleasant ocean voyages on record. Either line arranges a round trip if you wish, so that you may go out from Southern California by Lassco and return to San Francisco by Matson, or vice versa, which provides a pleasant variety of routes and gives you a chance to get in both coast cities. A nice long stay in the Islands is prescribed if possible but if necessary you can get a lot out of just a three weeks' vacation. Lassco has a special schedule for tours of three weeks which give eight days in the Islands — quite a nice slice of time to cover all the interesting spots in the Islands or to laz;e away on the beach at Waikiki. Then there are the steamers to the Orient and around the world which all stop at Honolulu, on the Canadian Pacific, N. Y. K., and Dollar Lines. ONCE there, or rather before you get there, you may select almost any kind of resting place. The big gest and most fashionable hotels are the Moana and Royal Hawaiian, which front right on the beach and are gay and lively all the time. The Moana is the older of the two and thoroughly distinguished and luxuri ous; the Royal Hawaiian was built a few years ago right on the spot where Hawaiian kings had their royal resi dences, so it comes rightfully by the name and upholds magnificent tradi tions ably. Here much of the vacation life centers — and most of Hawaii seems to be on a vacation all the time — with amazing activity by way of surf-boarding, surf -canoeing and wa ter sports of every kind going on all the time. The beach, as you know, is the much-sung piece of Waikiki. There are plenty of smaller, quiet hotels along the beach and nearly all of them have private cottages for rent, somewhat less expensive than the hotel room and very, very pleasant. The Seaside Hotel .and the Niumalu both have cottages and are delightful spots where you can live a gay out door life and easily dash over to the big places for tea, dinner or a dance. In the very lovely residential section of Honolulu the Pleasanton has sev eral acres of luxurious grounds and is quite a select place for nice affairs. Its outdoor swimming pool is novel and Hollywoodian but if you demand surf you are only ten minutes or so from the beach. The Alexander Young is right in town and who goes to Hawaii for a room on a city street? I EST I be accused of wholly frivolous L~ thoughts I must remind you that the trip to the Island of Hawaii — which is not the one that enshrines Honolulu and Waikiki — is decidedly worth the three days that it requires. TI4ECUICAG0AN 41 The big steamer that takes you over usually makes this side trip, there are inter-island steamship services, or it can be done very swiftly by air on the inter-island air lines. A drive around the island is an experience, as Hawaii has the national park, the his toric settlements, fern jungles, and, most important, the fiendish crater of Kilauea. Whether Kilauea rests or is active, a trip up its sides to peer into the crater is as memorable as Dante's excursion into Hell. Look into the bubbling depths and watch the fiend ish red and yellow glow and you have the perfect medieval picture of what life in the hereafter holds for bad girls and boys. And another chastening experience, shifting lightly back to Oahu where Honolulu rests, is a drive to the heights of Pali cliff over whose preci pice the conquering Kamehameha drove the Oahuan army into space and oblivion. A fine misty rain falls in the islands for a few minutes fre quently though it doesn't interrupt the sun a bit and goes smilingly away without spoiling any clothes — just dropped into refresh the landscape. One of these fell while we looked over Pali's wild edge and the wind whistling wildly blew the rain up wards into our startled faces. They say the wind blows up here because it isn't wind, it is the shrieks of the dying army coming up from their aw ful grave. Rather stern visions — Ki lauea and Pali — but magnificent ones and glorious trips. And always one returns to the in fectious joy of all the islands with melody, beauty and life in the open enough to enchant the most prosaic; while the romantics — they just go mad. Dirge Without Music Let him be tall, thin, dark and young, And have a fairly witty tongue; In a short while I'll have designed A masterpiece of soul and mind. Than, when he does not act like it, I am aghast ... I have a fit. I am aware biology And brains are sworn to enmity, But must I be this way again? Why is the world so full of men Of the type by which I am stung? 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You'll have the wid est selection of cabins in every price class on the de luxe Empresses, fast new Duchesses and other favorite cabin liners. Ask about our White Empresses to and from the Orient Complete details of ship plans and rates are ready for you today, without obligation. Just 'phone or write your local representative or E. A. Kenney, Steamship General Agent, 71 E. Jackson Blvd., Chicago, 111. Telephone Wabash 1904 Canadian World's Greatest Travel System Carry Canadian Pacific Express Travellers Cheques — Good the World Over Pacific 42 TUEO4ICAG0AN THE exacting problem of the rider's appointments demand an expert authority. Tailoring of habits, for the masculine or femi nine rider, must be precise, ex' quisite. Knowing equestrians, therefore, employ the services of our tail' ors. We are now ready to serve you in our new quarters. ANDERSON AND CHRISTIANS inc. CUSTOM TAILORS TO EQUESTRI ANS OF DISTINCTION WILLOUGHBY TOWER 8 S. MICHIGAN AVE. sO * ? ^ -y Now ready with their display of summer merchandise. Sixteen-Fifteen Sherman Avenue Evanston, Illinois Shops About Town TO HORSE AND AWAY By The Chicagoenne A MATTER to be approached with fear and trembling by the un' initiate is this one of riding habits and equipment. They tell ghastly tales of the woman who appeared at Chevy Chase in laced leggings that some foul knave sold to her as jodhpurs; of the girl who lost an incipient suitor be cause she appeared on the park bridle path in the informal tweed coat and light breeches, that she wore in the country; and many others more hor' rible in the eyes of equestrian authori' ties than the presentation of a plume less head at the Court of St. James. There is, indeed, no branch of dress in which tradition is followed so de' votedly and in which deviation from the correct thing is so enormous a crime. Right now is the season to give considerable time and thought to the matter because the park rides, the north shore hunts, the informal rides of country weekends, the season at Aiken, Pinehurst, and the Virginia Springs are almost upon us. First, then, you need the rigidly formal habit for the bridle path, always black or blue with breeches and coat matching and the traditional derby. For the more informal country riding or hacking the tweed coat with con' trasting breeches is smartest, and the strictly mannish felt hat pulled down to cover the hair is proper with this. JODHPURS are being used more and more, particularly by the younger set, and they are a godsend for anyone to take on weekend trips. Whoever has lugged a habit and boots about the country for a few days' rid' ing knows what a relief it is to be able to slip a pair of jodhpurs into a small bag and be ready for a ride or two over the weekend. They may, if necessary, be worn with any flat heeled sport shoe and eliminate the cumber' some boots entirely. Then, a far cry from the flip jodhpurs and in line with the revival of grace and dignity in feminine dress, the grand old side'sad' die habit with sweeping skirt is in high favor again. The one important thing to remember about any type of riding costume is that feminine frills are absolutely taboo. An appearance of careless com' fort and utter simplicity with masculine tailor' ing, — slightly boyish lines for women — is the effect to be achieved and it takes a master designer and tailor to achieve it. Two of the masters in town, as every Com' pleat Equestrian knows, are the Messrs. Ander' son and Chris' tiano who have just recently moved to the Willoughby Tower where they are busily taking the in' finite pains which we are told are a mark of genius. They have a beautiful array of new mr ported materials and some lovely new tweeds for the informal habit, the coat in fine tweed and the breeches in lighter tones of the same tweed. In these they particularly fa' vor the brown and reddish brown colors. They also have a grand line of gay Tattersal flannels for waistcoats, perfect m Mrs. William Mitchell * wears one of the new ens bles in beige and brown iff A canary yellow jersey W and a yellow and brown tP scarf add a dash of c9 The sophisticated little beft the same tweed used fof suit, and matching bag pumps of brown lizard, f° out a thoroughly smart tume.—MARYO. soft felt hats im ported from England, and colored silk ties with designs of polo players woven into them. Anderson and Christiano are the chief sponsors of the side saddle habit and since their word is law in lo- TWtCWICAGOAN 43 Drawing: Courtesy Chicagoan Make Merry dC Stay Late with TEXAS GUINAN and her famous "Mob" at Chicago's gayest night rendezvous Green Mill Broadway at Lawrence Management: Harry Voiler &eb &tar 3ton On a blustery night — Red Star warmth, cheer, and the delectable dishes famous for thirty years. Established 1899 C. GALLAUER, Proprietor 1S28 N. Clark St. Delaware 0440-3942 Casa de Alex Exquisite Food Dreamy Music Dancing Amidst the Romantic Atmosphere of Old Spain 58 East Delaware Sup. 9697 cal riding circles we shall probably see quite a few of these about town. Their tailoring and fitting is something to sing about. If you don't consider this business sacred enough to go into the elegant costumctailored thing you can find some very good looking readymade habits about town. One of these I saw at Field's, the coat of a rich chocolate brown and the breeches in the popular brick shade. With this the tailored tan madras shirt and striped tie in brown and henna tones makes a perfect en' semble. At Mandel's is another in dark blue for the coat and Cadet blue for the breeches, with a broadcloth shirt in French blue and tie a trifle darker. And Carson's show one with coat of hunter's green and breeches in tan cavalry cloth, green shirt and tan boots. Remember, these are all for in' formal riding. BOOTS really should be made to order to be right and the formal ride, the hunt, polo, every horsey ac tivity requires its own type of boot. Aiston in the Pittsfield Building or Le- tang in the Bell Building know what's what in this field and do it exquisitely. They also have the fitted bootjacks so important to keep you well shod. Accessories permit a little individual' ity but things are pretty strict here too. Field's have a splendid array of English crops in lizard, rhinoceros hide or pigskin, some of them very swanky with carved horse's heads and whatnot. They have, too, the delightfully com fortable, hand-knitted string riding gloves, also English and a very good idea for these still nippy spring days. Charles Meurisse is well known for his complete collection of bits, stirrups, chains, saddles, cross saddle spurs and crops; A. G. Spalding and Von Len- gerke and Antoine also have about everything you may happen to need in this line. The final touch of cuff links and scarf pins is supplied by Spaulding- Gorham's lovely carved crystal pieces which picture jockeys, horse heads and hunt scenes in their depths. They have others in enamel with polo player de signs and the always good plain gold sets, as well as one of the most com plete lines of crops and belts. Alto gether, you can invest a fortune in the thing but few spending orgies can make you feel so utterly lordly and English and blithe, physically and mentally — so, what price budgets? VV no wouldn t say Pretty Please! tor a frozen delicacy from Kelvinator s unique new Cola Storage Compartment i I RANdolpl. 1200 E COMMONWEALTH EDISON £ LECTRIC SHOPJ 72 WEST ADAMS STREET AND BRANCHES Federal Coupons Given T^ow showing spring models Sixth Floor Arcade Building 616 S. Michigan Ave. 44 THE CHICAGOAN For the cinema goer a bit too keen to be entirely casual The 1930 Motion Picture Almanac announces a complete, timely, compact and authoritative survey of the American screen industry — principal entertainer to 40,000,000 sturdy Americans. Among other things a careful analysis of the talking picture the short feature presentation acts production and producers long runs film executives production costs films, new and in the making authoritative star biographies Price (Post paid) $2 The Herald-World Bookshop 37 W. Van Buren Street Chicago, Illinois Advance deliveries of the 1930 Edition will commence March 15. Orders filled in sequence of receipt. WELCOMING RIQUARIUS [begin on page 33] on that astonishing February day when Brother Riq. packed up his brief case and walked out on us. For Riq. had given a dignity to his job. There was adult wit in his paragraphs, and a fine mellowness, too. But there; this is beginning to sound like an obituary notice, and I had in' tended only to congratulate the increas' ingly engaging Chicagoan, and its readers, because from now on Mr. At water's musings belong to them. I thank you. — Arthur Shee\man. SANDOR THANKS YOU One cannot be too grateful for the cover- design on your March 1 issue. It is necessary to employ superlatives to do justice to this work. This San' dor is a great fellow; his single'brush affairs are amusing. Gaba, who seems to belong to the Covorrubias school, seems to me a first rate artist. — A. Ruger. WHY THE PUZZLE EDITOR TOOK UP SKY WRITING NOTE: The "Town Talk" item concern ing a certain wag who wagered that his hearers could not find, in fifteen minutes, a third English word ending, like stupen dous and tremendous, in "dous," is hereby amplified with the warning — don't try it again in Chicago. Tell the wag to send check; Lloyd Lewis, describing the general European slant on Chicago, must have had the missing word on the tip of his tongue — "horrendous.11 Is it necessary to add that Ralph Cannon, brooding over the modern column, also guessed it, and Riq, rushing to the rescue in a perfect paroxysm of parentheses, confirmed it? — Ernest A. Ed\ins. ? Permit me to present "horrendous" as the third of the "dous'" triplets. Or is this the eleventh suggestion you have received since the March 1st number of The Chicagoan has been in the hands of its alert readers? You're very wel' come. It's a lovely game. — Mrs. Frederic W. Burc\y, 723 Simpson St., Evanston, 111. ? Is it possible that you haven't been informed that the third word you seek is "hazardous"? — Mrs. Stanley Hess, 7259 Crandon Ave., Chicago. ? The word, easy — it's "hazardous" — everybody knows that, and no doubt that's the reason so few have sent it in, each thinking the other would do it. Am I too late?— Clar\ F. Mair, 327 14th St., Wilmette, 111. ? How about "hazardous"? — Carl W. Tower, 400 Deming PL, Chicago. ? I think the word you refer to is one much used by mothers with young, air' minded sons. It is "hazardous." — Mrs. Bessie W. Angus, 1143 Maple Ave., Evanston, 111. ? If The Chicagoan had been a col' umn, you would have heard from many pens that the third word was "hazardous." — Marguerite O'Dea, 205 S. Douglas, Peoria, 111. ? Vanadous, molybdous, mucidous, multifidous, nefandous, tremendous, stupendous, frondous, decapodous, lagopodous, tylopodous, steganopodous, heteropodous, gasteropodous, isopo' dous, hazardous, ligniperdous. Of course, these do not come from what I am pleased to call my brain, but from Walter's Rhyming Dictionary, where words are indexed according to their terminations. Nothing to it. — F. E. Michel, 6951 N. Paulina St., Chicago. ? Received your last issue and have gone over it from "kiver to kiver." We are quite surprised the young man with the gambling tendencies is still running amuck in Chicago, hunting for the third member of the "dous" family. Suppose you send him out to the service department of Engineering Publications, Inc., and we will split the proceeds with you. We feel his trip out here would not only be "haz' ardous" to him, but the result would also be "horrendous" to his pocket' book. — A. F. Hatch, Service Depart' ment Manager, Engineering Publica' tions, Inc., 1900 Prairie Ave., Chicago. * Suggest "hazardous" as third English word ending in "dous," providing you are not looking for word synonymous with "tremendous" and "stupendous." Did not see previous issue of magazine for rules. — Mrs. D. E. Robinston, The Oak Crest, Evanston, 111. ? Letters containing correct answers were received also from the following: H. E. Rueger, Will Henry, Carl Rhodes, Beatrice Thornton, Marguerite O'Dea, Betty and Marian Polakoff, and Dorothy Wonderly McAllister of Grand Rapids telegraphed, "for the third word in answer to _ your tremendous and stupendous question I fear my venture zvould be hazardous." TWECI-IICAGOAN 45 Every day they rush to our doors. The aristocratic pompano from NewOrleans. Sole from England. Lordly lobster from Boston. 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Let them tell you what they think is the spirit of Chicago. And hurry back. As soon as you've got this spirit business settled we'll march down to Chester Johnson's gallery in the Fine Arts building and explore Rudolph Weisenborn's paintings on exhibit there. Someone, whose views are al' ways interesting and who got away be- fore I could question him further, put me wise that there is more of the roar of the most maligned city in the world in the canvases of Rudolph Weisen- born and of Helen West Heller than in those of any other of our painters." Sixty-three minutes later — . "What's that you say, Jim? There were no two answers alike? H'm — that's no more than I expected. You know, in a way that gives a much bet' ter idea of what we are after than if all the answers were identical — think it over the next time you have an at tack of insomnia. Right now we're off for the exhibit at Johnson's; and, as the good book says, we shall see what we shall see. "Well, here we are Jim. You know Weisenborn was once known as the stormy petrel among Chicago artists. He was in the forefront of every insur gent art movement here. Then a whispering campaign somehow got un der way against him — it being charged that he talked much too much. Wheth er as a consequence of that or not, I don't know, but anyway the agitator in him has been put to sleep. But one has only to look at these gyrating still lifes, figure studies and abstractions to realize that his brush goes marching on as lustily as ever with leaping, sweep' ing strides. "Now, Jim, take a glance at that rather expansive piece he calls Canyon. There is more realism in it than in most of the others. Yet it is made up of the same kind of curves and forms as even the most abstract of his compositions. On the whole the color in this work is fresher and at the same time more mel low than in all but small portions of the other creations. 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Menus and suggestionssub- mifted without obligation. Hotel Knickerbocker Walton PI. at Michigan Blvd. (Opposite The Drake) J.I.McDONELL, Manager Phone Superior 4264 Appropriate Music and Diversified Entertainment for All Occasions Otto R. Siehfi One-Six-Two North State Street Dearborn 8664 G Shubert reat Norther Theatre N Now Playing THE MESSRS. SHUBERT present The Season's Greatest Musical Play "NINA ROSA" OTTO HARBACH Music by SIGMUND ROMBERG Lyrics by IRVING CAESAR with GUY ROBERTSON And a east of 125 Matinees Wednesday and Saturday so much as the surface of a chunk of broken iron. Ridges and shelve-like planes, readily apparent here, have to be hunted out in the abstractions; but essentially the individual forms in one work are very similar to those in any of the others. "I N this same Canyon you discover also what is perhaps Weisen born's most salient characteristic — dif fused strength. In the abstract com positions, because they are molded into intricate patterns, we are apt, especial ly at first flush, to imagine we see con centrated strength. But the more real istic works, and particularly Canyon, solid as it is in its own airy way, plain ly shows us force spread out rather than knit together. And here is where the spirit of Chicago comes in — an overflowing strength that is only beginning to be directed into channels where it can be turned to uses of the highest significance. "But let's not get him wrong, Jim. There is plenty of spontaneity in Weisenborn's work, but not near as much vehemence as one might think. You note the thick impasto on his can vases and decide that he must have just squeezed and dashed the paint out with almost terrifying flourishes. But actually he works over his paintings a long time. And the paint on them is thick because he covers one design with another as he goes along. He doesn't do all his planning at the out set of a creation; he does much of it as the work unfolds and possibilities sug gest themselves. "A few weeks ago there were shown in this very gallery a number of can vases by Soutine which superficially re semble some of the canvases now be fore us. But fundamentally there is a great difference between them. Sou- tine's works are the expression of a sort of concentrated frenzy. There is something oriental in them and they are markedly subjective. By compari son with them Weisenborn's are cool and objective. Weisenborn has done his paintings mainly because he wanted to. Soutine has done his because he had to. "However, let's not go too far afield. There is a green goblet over there in the still life which ought to be a delight to any eye; and the elongated pitcher, the glass, the bananas and oranges are entertaining after the fashion of a masque ball which is informal in a neighborly way and has, at the same time, the eclat of a royal affair. 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One either responds to it favorably or turns away from it with alarm as though it were an aberration or a chimera. * ' D UT coming back to the spirit of O Chicago makes me think it would be illuminating to hear Edgar Miller's opinion on the subject. He is an artist — very much so — and keeps abreast of the times. Yet his works now on exhibit at the Cinema theatre are about as much like Weisenborn's as a Parisian society leader is like a Bedouin of the Arabian desert. In Mr. Miller's show you will find stained glass windows elaborately and intri' cately worked out with a sure sense of form, balance and color. You will find saints and birds bodied forth with primitive purity of line, and abstrac tions delicately woven together some- what after the fashion of Coptic calligraphy. "You will find a wealth of design in his carved bannister — rhythmically curved and modeled objects joining with one another and moving steadily upward. It is utilitarian. And it is decorative. And at the same time it is more than is denoted by each of these terms or by both of them. There is something outlandish. Something medieval about Miller's bannister and his stained glass windows; and yet they do not seem strained or unnatural. Probably the reason is that because Mr. Miller is a real artist, he cannot help but infuse something of the spirit of our time into his forms, despite the fact that they are patterned after models out of the dim past. "Anyway, Jim, here is something more for you to think about the next time you have an attack of insomnia; Rudolph Weisenborn and Edgar Mil ler — both Chicagoans, both very much on the alert, both genuine artists. And yet what a gulf there is between their work. "Incidentally, while you are at the Cinema you may as well also take a passing look at Sol Kogan's portrait sketches, landscapes and still lifes. Most of them are pretty enough all right; but they won't leave anything with you to think about on sleepless nights. 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