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Write for complete information on Breezy Point Lodge, now. dtt.UItt i* Hlreczy Point It Ml fill/ i^/lC0ISI Lute !? E «1 H O T - VA I M N. The Manager, Breezy Point Lodge, Dept. A 986 Big Pelican Lake, Pequot, Minn. Please send me beautiful booklet giving complete information on Breezy Point Lodge. Name Address TWECWICAGOAN 1 "Visitors to Paris may avail themselves of the SpauldincGorham service at 23 Rue de la Paix .N fine jewelry of the more modern type an opportunity is given the designer for effective and brilliant "Diamond Paving" and the use of odd shaped stones, specially cut to conform to his motif and design. SPAULDING-GORHAM, Inc. Jewelers and Silversmiths Michigan Avenue CHICAGO - Orrington Avenue EVANSTON 23 Rue de la Paix PARIS Associated with BLACK, STARR 6? FROST- GORH AM, Inc. Fifth Avenue, New York, Palm Beach and Southampton 2 THE CHICAGOAN OCCASIONS MILITARY TOURNAMENT —Grant Park, June 21 '29. Land battles, aerial warfare, tank, infantry and cavalry ac tion, an exhibition of progress in the realm of national defense, for benefit of the Army Relief Society. For reserva tions call Franklin 7850. RAVLATIA — Opera, concert, the best that is music in summer, amid the swell natural scenery and beneath the blue bowl of infrequently hostile heavens. The notable opening June 21 at 8:15. ¦FLOWER SHOW— On June 13 and 14 the Villa Toricum of Mrs. Rockerfeller McCormick at Lake Forest will bud and blossom in multi- flower adornment and promising one of society's brightest spots during these perfect days of Junetime. THEATER Drama +CAHDLEL1GHT— Princess Theatre, 319 S. Clark St. Central 8240. Eugenie Leontovich in a smart comedy with Don ald Brian and Alan Mowbray. Eves., $3. Wed. and Sat. mats., $2. Curtain 8:30 and 2:30. +SOLID SOUTH— Harris Theatre, 170 N. Dearborn. Central 8240. Richard Ben nett in a satyrical play on the Old South. Eves., $3; Wed. and Sat. mat., $2. Cur tain 8:30 and 2:30. +SISTERS OF THE CHORUS— Apollo, 74 W. Randolph, Central 8240. Com edy of the home life of the chorus ladies; Edna Hibbard the star and Enid Markey a featured player. Eves., $3.00. Sat. and Wed. mats., $2. Curtain 8:30 and 2:30. *MEBBE— Studebaker, 418 South Michi gan. Harrison 2792. Charlotte Green wood and Bryant Washburn in a bit of slap-thigh comedy. Curtain eves., 8:30. Mats., 2:30. Prices eves., $2.50. Mats., $1.50. CINEMA WOODS — Randolph at Dearborn. Con tinuous cinema program amid legitimate theatre conditions. UHITED ARTISTS— Dearborn at Ran dolph. Photoplays of major moment, un- marred by stage or orchestra interruptions. CHICAGO — State at Lake. Biggest and sometimes best downtown program, usual- "THE CHICAGOAN" PRESENTS- Fore! by H. O. Hofman Cover Occasions, Theater and Cinema Page 2 Summer Schedule of Town Tables.. 4 Editorial 7 Brown Cinema, by Bare field Gordon.... 9 Carnival Close-ups, by Phillip T^esbitt 1 2 The Reno Boys, by Romola Voynow.... 13 Distinguished Chicagoans, by /. H. E. Clark 15 Classic Compromise 16 Town Talk, by Richard Attvater 17 Lincoln Park Season, by Clayton Rawson 18-19 Contemporary Entertainers, by Irma Selz 20-21 Go CHICAGO, by Lucia Lewis 22 Robert B. Harshe, by J. Z. Jacobson.... 23 Sports, by Warren Brown 26 Stage, by William Boyden 28 Cinema, by William R. Weaver 32 Books, by Susan Wilbur 34 Music, by Robert Polla\ 36 Vox Pauci 38 Shops About Town, by The Chicago- enne 40 Newsprint, by J. I. B 42 External Feminine, by Marcia Vaughn 4A THE CHICAGOANS 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 45. ly inclusive of symphonic somethings by an earnest orchestra. McVICKERS— 25 W. Madison. Off the beaten track and somehow a choice re treat for the leisure-minded. Pictures only. PALACE— 159 W. Randolph. Excellent pic tures plus the best vaudeville in the world. A continuous and abundant program. ; ROOSEVELT— 110 N. State. Strictly pic torial, continuously exhibited, less lengthy than most. CINEMA ART — Chicago Avenue east of Michigan. A smart little playhouse smartly presenting silent pictures, free coffee and an unique kind of professional hospitality. TABLES AND TIMES ^Corning — Noon — Night BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Harrison 4300. Tempting cuisine with Blackstone String Quintette, Mar- graff directing, and a la carte service. STEVEHS HOTEL— 730 S. Michigan. Wabash 4400. One of the largest in town. Main dining room with Benson's Orchestra and dinners $2.00 and $3.00. In the Colchester Grill— dinner $1.50, luncheon 85c and music. SENECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chestnut. Su perior 2380. No orchestra but just the place for a quiet evening with service a la carte. CONGRESS HOTEL— Congress at Michi gan. Harrison 3800. Balloon Room a la carte service, cover charge $1.50 week days and $3.00 Saturday, and Marty Stone's Orchestra. Pompeian Room — no cover charge and a la carte service. Louis 16th — no cover charge and dinner $2.50. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Ran dolph 7500. A tradition of the town. Chicago Room — Dinner $1.50. Victorian Room — Dinner $2.00. Empire Room — Dinner $2.50 with the Palmer House Orchestra. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 W. Madison. Franklin 2363. American cooking at its best with dinner $1.25 and $1.75. No orchestra. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Boulevard. Hyde Park 4000. Served as you desire whether privately or amid the gay throngs. Main dining [continued on page four] The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; W. W. Wfavi-r, Managing Editor; published fortnightly by The Chicagoan Publish ing Co., 407 South Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. Ne York Office: 565 Fifth Ave. Los Angeles Office: 1065 North Cahuenga St. Pacific Coast Office: Simpson-Riley, Union Oil Building, Los Angeles; Russ Building, San Francisco. Subscription $3.00 annually; single copies 15c. Vol. IX., No. 7 — Tune 21 1930. Copyright 1930. Entered as second class matter March 25, 1927, at the Post Office at Chicago. 111., under the act of March 3, 1879v. TWE CHICAGOAN 5 (HAS WSlEVENSl BROS poll0tv Smart t Cn °tvd to Stevens Sports Section Third Floor 4 TWECI4ICAGOAN room — $1.50 and $2.00 dinners. Private room — dinner $2.50. No dancing. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 North at the Lake. Longbeach 6000. Where atmosphere and cuisine provide a happy rendezvous. Marine dining room — Dinners $2.00 and $2.50. Cover charge on Saturday $1.00. Dan Russo's Orchestra will play in the Summer Garden. LAKESHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake- shore Drive. Superior 8500. Distinc tive and charming for a relief interlude. Dinner $2.50 — no dancing. DRAKE HOTEL— Lakeshore Drive at the Boulevard. Superior 2200. Eminently delightful and a magnet to capricious tastes. Main dining room — a la carte service — Bill Donahue's Orchestra — cover charge week nights $1.25 — Saturday $2.50. Italian Room — -dinner $1.50 and no cover charge. SHERMAN HOTEL— North Clark and West Randolph. Franklin 2100. The merry whirl at its merriest. Ye Olde Towne — dinner $1.25. Bal Tabarin — closed for summer. College Inn — a la carte service — Maurie Sherman's Orches tra — 50c cover charge for dinner and $1.00 later. BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. A charming survival of the German tradition and serving all the fine victuals you desire. BELMONT HOTEL— 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. Always a gay gather ing place and unusual atmosphere. Din ners $1.50 and $2.50. No dancing. KHICKERBOCKER HOTEL— 161 E. Wal ton Place. Superior 4264. Brilliant and novel to the jaded appetite. The oriental room, towne club or private party rooms for whatever taste. Dinner $1.25. SHORELAKD HOTEL— 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. Serving deft ly and with satisfaction your need. Main dining room with dancing and the Shore- land Hotel Orchestra — a la carte service — dinner $2.00. Dusk Till Dawn CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. Chinese and southern cooking with smart entertainment. Al Handler's Or chestra — cover charge $1.00 — service a la carte. COFFEE DAN'S— 114 N. Dearborn. Ran dolph 0387. Where time and care are fade-outs and noise is out and out. Dancing all hours — Gene Fosdick's Or chestra — Post-theatre cover charge 25c during week, 50c Saturday and Sunday. No cover charge for dinner — $1.00 and $1.50. MT CELLAR— 205 N. Clark. Dearborn 6153. A few steps down to glee and gaiety unconfined. Cover charge Satur day and Sunday 50c. Eddie Makins* Orchestra. Dinners $1.50 and $2.00. CLUB METROPOLE— 2300 S. Michigan. Catering to a distinguished night-crowd. Cover charge after 9 o'clock $1.00. Art Kassel's Orchestra. Dinner — $1.50. VILLA VENICE— Milwaukee Avenue at Desplaines River, Wheeling. Albert Bouche opening the lid each night on [listings begin on page two] pots of good food and lots of good fun. Cover charge after ten o'clock $2.00. Featuring a musical comedy and dancing. Dinner $3.50 and $4.00. CASA GRANADA— 6800 Cottage Grove Avenue. Waring's Pennsylvanians and his entire troupe have arrived and promise to eradicate dullness from any evening. Cuisine, incidentally, is checked among the worthwhile delectables of the town. FROLICS— 18 E. 22nd Street. Victory 701 1. Music — dancing — entertainment — food, the necessary quartette in night club enjoyment. Jack Waldron will tell you about it and Charley Straight and his band will prove it. Cover charge $1.00. Saturday $1.50. LINCOLN TAVERN— Dempster Street, Morton Grove. Morton Grove 1919. ack Huff presenting some bristling and umptious entertainment and Tom Gerun and his boys providing ear-balm. Dinners $2.50 and $3.00. No cover charge. COLOSIMO'S— Wabash at 22nd. Calu met 1127. Dinner $1.50 and no cover charge. After nine o'clock Billy Carr in augurates the zip-zip and some good music and dancing is had by all. A la carte service, then, and a fifty cent cover charge. DELLS — Dempster Road, Morton Grove, Illinois. Morton Grove 1717. Coon- Sanders and the original Nighthawks re turn here to ring the bell and another summer success. Dinner $2.50. Cover charge during week 50c, and Saturday $1.00. Luncheon — Dinner — Later ST. HUBERT'S OLD ENGLISH GRILL —316 Federal. Webster 0770. God save King George and St. Hubert's. TIP TOP INN— 206 S. Michigan. Wa bash 1088. High up in service and at mosphere. GRAYLINGS— 410 N. Michigan. White hall 7600. Deftly served and food that assumes its own approval. MAILLARD'S— 308 S. Michigan. Harri son 1060. An historic institution, with surroundings long-eyed and food long- tasted. KAU'S-127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. An extensive German menu, and the at mosphere helps a bit. EITEL'S —Northwestern Station. Quiet — convenient — and restful, where good restaurants are few and far between. LA TOUR d'ARGEHT — Palmolive Build ing on North Michigan. New to the town and already a magnet for those of sophisticated palate. HUYLER'S— 20 S. Michigan and 310 N. Michigan. Just the place to slip in un obtrusively for a hasty lunch. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Su perior 9697. The Spanish atmosphere, and the connoisseurs nod. RED STAR INN— 1528 N. Clark. Dela ware 3942. An old German inn that has served the town for yea^s and still bril liantly. JIM IRELAHD'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 N. Clark. All you want in sea food and lasting almost till dawn. RICKETT'S -2727 N. Clark. A late steak and sandwich shop and many prominent faces 'most every night. NINE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michigan. Delaware 1761. It's a real good number to remember for food delights. JULIEN'S — 1009 N. Rush. Delaware 4341. Phone Mama Julien, who supervises die round table, and be at home with this French family meal. BON VI V ANT -4367 Lake Park Avenue. Deftly served in the French mode and as good as the name implies. L'AIGLON— 22 E. Ontario. Delaware 1909. Hospitality unconfined, with music or not, as you like, and a seductive cuisine. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Dela ware 1242. Swedish and suavely served with smorgarsbrod and other tasty things. CIRO'S— 18 W. Walton. Delaware 2592. Rather ho-ho and promising a formal but very definite palate pleasure. CORSIGLIO'S— Orleans at Illinois. Ravi oli that is ravishing, the first ten yards the hardest. HARDING'S COLONIAL TEA ROOM — Wabash, south of Madison. Popular and efficient for luncheon or tea. FOO CHOW'S— 411 S. Clark. Serving. as you would expect, a Chinese cuisine, and is modestly aloof without damaging the purse. MARCELLO'S— 1408 S. Wabash. Spa ghetti and chicken dinners and one may play the gourmand. GASTIS— 3259 N. Clark. Another of the Swedish caterers and not a little sat isfying. THE RAVENNA -Division at Wells. Hungarian and late and at times a few celebrities to enliven things. LINCOLN TURNVEREIN— 1019 Di- versey Parkway. Plenty in the robust German style and gay atmosphere. TWE CHICAGOAN W - j.. notker diass :.:¦:" %§dgujctys Tea ^ 6 H4E CHICAGOAN 04ICAG0AN Oratory I HE bickering at the Goodman theater has continued 1 over long and to regrettable echo. Too many persons have had too much to say about what seems to be, when ad jectives are brushed aside, very little indeed. The citizen interested merely in seeing a manifestly worthy institution develop steadily toward its destiny is moved to borrow from the commercial theater Mr. Cohan's pointed query as to what all the shooting for. Without wish to prolong the discussion, but rather to the end that suitable defenses may be raised against recurrence of similar phenomena, consideration may be invited to the suggestion that an actors' business is to act, a director's to direct, and a theater's function, be it on Randolph or an other street, is to entertain. Plain rules restricting actor and director to exercise of the talents for which he has been retained chart a direct course to proper discharge of the theater's obligation. It may be added that their strict observ ance, productive of this highly desirable result, has always proved a distinctly positive force in the sale of seat reserva tions, by subscription or otherwise. Hope EACH year they come, journalistic graduates of North western, Illinois, Chicago, fresh faces brave to the rigors of a life bounded by deadlines and dead men. Each year they are younger, braver, better, inspiring the hope that we may one day extricate from the swelling procession an incipient Huxley, a Corey Ford — even a high-hat Bris bane! To the end that this day may be hastened, we sug gest that professors of journalism add one more lesson to the course: a crisp, final two-minute lecture instructing the student to promptly forget everything that he has learned, so that he will stand a fair chance in competition with the sand lot reporter whose unencumbered native ability pro duces with serene regularity each day's best stories. Disillusionment EVERY time we array our adjectival batteries in prepara tion for a good old-fashioned editorial salute, something happens. For one reason and another, the good old editorial practice of pointing with pride has slipped into disuse. We still have ample occasion for viewing with alarm, and there is by no means a dearth of opportunity to observe pointedly, but we counted upon getting a genuine workout in our inevitable hailing of the new Board of Trade Building and we're a little heart-broken. Last year our weary glances up from the editorial desk were eased by a vision of tiny figures toiling skyward with the iron sinews of the building. As granite slabs clothed the skeletal structure, we imaginatively assigned our favorite artist of the moment to a glowing reproduction of the com pleted edifice as a cover-design for The Chicagoan ... it will grace the July 5 issue. We looked forward to June 9 as the date of a grand opportunity to sound the call of the soil, to extol the might of the plains, to parade in handsome metaphor and gleaming simile the glories of the inland empire. Alas for human foresight. And alack for human nature. We visited the completed building and found expectation exceeded by the handsome lengths that have come to be expected of Messrs. Holabird and Root. We believe the Board of Trade building is the finest edifice of its kind, and of a good many other kinds, in the world. We unreservedly guarantee it to the visitor from afar, to the citizen of Chi cago and to the Iowa farmer. But the editorial eloquence nurtured through long months of anticipation expired at the source, cut off in the very bloom, on the morning of the official opening. Why — why — did they have to have a parade? Manner WHILE it is not within The Chicagoan's chosen province to worry about who gets what public office, nor what he does with it within extremely reasonable limits, we do consider the manner of his doing it our proper con cern. A striking comparison in the manners of doing a given thing in this and another city illustrates our point. When a holder of office in Chicago makes up his mind not to interfere with reasonable distribution of a possibly questionable commodity (in this case beer) he becomes a lugubrious figure indeed. His voice is either still in flinching acquiesence or loud in protestation of unflagging resistance, usually the latter. How much more becoming, how im' measurably more graceful, the manner of Commissioner Max Kufalk of Milwaukee, whose assurance given the park board with respect to proffering "good beer" as an induce ment for Spanish war veterans to convene in that city in 1932 was couched in the following language: "There is no possibility of getting beer over one-half of one per cent. Federal laws stipulate it cannot be obtained. Since illegal beer does not exist in the eyes of the law, we are not acting illegally by granting permission to dispense beer of which only the legal kind exists." We know nothing of Herr Kufalk's general ability as a public servant, although the evidence is in his favor, but his manner is priceless. We believe, incidentally, that the pos sibly resultant distribution of beer at the veterans' conven tion will be unmarked by any of the ill-natured activities that accompany a parallel distribution in Chicago. A point, this, that we did not have in mind when we opened the subject. The point we did have in mind is that it may be a good idea, since we seem unable to grow the Kufalk variety of public office holder domestically, to adopt a policy of importing them, like baseball players, crime detectors and opera stars. Considering the monetary advantages offered by Chicago public offices generally, we ought to do very handsomely in the open market. 8 THE CHICAGOAN No. 416 — A bril liant achievement! ... A pure silk 3- thread 45-gauge chiffon hose. 1.85 3 pairs . . 5.25 No. 333 — The wormian of fashion's perfe'et gift hose ... a gauze- like French chiffon with the picot top . . . extra length. 3-thread ... 51 gauge. 5-50 No." 55 5 — Which we consider so important we present it in 20 modern colours . . . sheer chiffon ingrain silk .... 2.95 3 pairs . . . 8.50 No. 216 — The sturdi est medium - weight silk hose for general wear. All silk but with reinforced lisle sole. In 13 new shades. 1.85 3 pairs . . . 5. 25 No. 440 — A famous Paris imp ortation known for its picot top ...and 31-inch length. 44 and 51 gauge. 4.50 Famous Numbers Fashionable Hosiery Exclusive with SAKS-FIFTH AVENUE North Michigan at Chestnut THE CHICAGOAN 9 BROWN CINEMA A Natural - Color Presentation of Afric Chicago iy! ORNING . . . four-thirty . . . * * snow storms through the smoky- mists of winter Chicago. On Dearborn Street, south of Fifty-first, frozen panes rebuke small whirlwinds of snow and refuse entrance to the morning gray. Inside a tenement a black body rises from an army cot. The room is dark. He stumbles against another cot. Brown and black babies under dirty quilts lie as their mother placed them. The man shuffles around an oil stove, and stalks the scent of burnt coffee through the door into the kitchen. He pours greasy sausages and coffee down his throat. His heavy-brown gives him his coat, backs away from the windy snow, closes the door with the weight of her full brown shoulders. Through the muffling snow, the man walks doggedly northward toward Fif ty-first Street. Houses pass swiftly by him, going in the opposite direction. Fifty-first Street swings around on hinges. He is moving east toward the Elevated at Fifty-first and Prairie. He strides along with the energy of a ma tured engine — passing the drug store at By BAREFIELD GORDON Note : Mr. Gordon, a native of Georgia and a graduate student at the University of Chicago, displays in this unique study of his race that arresting combination of high im agery and broken narrative which has marked the outstanding literary works of the Negro. Utter imper sonality, despite a patent intimacy of viewpoint, is a distinctive charac teristic of his writing. the corner of State Street; a dark sil houette in the gray mist calling "Taxi!"; a Jewish millinery shop, closed. Now his eyes read a lighted chili con carne sign which denotes all night serv ice. He holds his head up, trying to see through the slackening snow. Wet steps with crushed snow and foot -prints move readily from beneath his quick pressure. He falls in line on the review ing platform of the Chicago Elevated Trains. Half-awake eyes of passengers snatch at faces and figures, as the express dashes to a stop. The Stockyards worker stands against the Civic Opera adver tisement. A pair of greasy foreigners make incomprehensible lip motions. A white mechanic spits tobacco juice on the low window of the Howard Express. A chauffeur stands firmly with his shoulders touching a post. The smooth shave of the night before is still on his cream-brown face. His immaculate uni form is distinguishable from the worn caps and coats of taxi-cab drivers. There are short black men with shoul ders capable of pushing the iron wheels of trains. A jointed bug — the express — swallows the workers into the warmth of its belly, then darts swiftly away. AN employment bureau . . . heavily , built men and fat women . . . men whose black furrowed faces reflect the rebukes from the stubborn sod of Mis sissippi. Women with snuff-puffed lower lips. Big- eyed cooks with airs of superiority from years of contact with aristocratic families of the South. Young men with big swarthy hands hanging inertly from their shoulders. The Illi nois Free Employment Bureau divides them — the men in one room and the women in the adjoining room. They sit, talking about nothings. Sometimes one moves up to the desk, asks a futile ques- 'Houses pass swiftly, going in the opposite direction . . . Fifty-first street strings around on hinges'' 10 TUt CHICAGOAN tion, then returns sheepishly to wait. NINE o'clock . . . a banker of the Boulevard and his home. On triple- drive South Parkway the automobiles run northward to the Loop as hungry wolves in packs. Ne groes dwell in the former abode of white mid -west aris tocracy. Behind a high iron fence, a massive house of white stone rests astutely back from the sidewalk. A monarch of little finance, an ances trally different ani mal has become ac climated, has crawled into the hovel and modified his habits to his new environment. See him as he descends the broad stairs on a thick brown rug. His conservatively f a s h- ioned, black shoes move outwardly and painstakingly . . . down . . . downward. A barrel -body, a smooth brown head — a billiard ball with touches of crinkly gray hair on the side. A man of propriety — his dark blue suit and gray tie; his precise and fluent English. Gone are the bizarre and fan tastic colors of the African savage. His pictures are art pieces, or reproduc tions; Dresden china is on his mantel. Upstairs his wife is being dressed by a maid. He moves to the salle a man' ger, where his breakfast is served with immaculate silver. IT is mid-day . . . motley habitues of a cafe at Thirty-fifth and Indiana Avenue. A pale white clerk from the Franklin Bank. A tall brown man, fat in the waist, wearing a turned down hat — horizontal curves accentuating his flattened nose and full lips — a pool room proprietor. When he raises his head upward, it is possible to see the diamond scarf-pin hidden from above by the brim of his hat. Mechanics and fc<AtrO\ Close-ups of Forty-seventh street, "The G'reat Mack Way" electricians, tools in their pockets, are seated at the counter, with bent shoul ders, as though the face were buried in a nose-bag. Policy-workers and barbers sit and figure on paper the possible suc cess of a group of numbers. The " pol icy-man'1 in a brown checkered suit turns sideways in his chair and rests his elbow on the table and his thumb in his vest pocket. His other arm, over the back of his chair, gives support to the fingers which manipulate a toothpick between large gold teeth. His banjo eyes shift their dusty black coverings, indicating a mind intent upon figuring. INTERIOR of a beauty parlor ... a negro hair-dresser with a left hand of grease, dabs the short, rebellious strands. With the right hand she holds aloft a hot comb. When she moves the hot comb through the greasy hair, the crinkly strands straighten out slick and silky, mercerized as silk in ap pearance. With fine hair-pins and hot curling-irons she makes a marcel wave stay in stubborn hair. The fat brown matron with reddened lips gossips stoically with the manicurist, unmind ful of the hot grease and burnt hair on her head. THE Sinai Baptist Church . . . set tled old ladies and passion-slacked men are leaving the parsonage of their minister. It is nine-thirty. Some must go home and prepare for tomorrow's work. "Good-night, Brother Johnson." " 'Night, Sister Susie. See you at church Sunday morning. Try an' get your report in full." TUE O4ICAG0AN n The black woman with gray hair, dressed in brown velours, steps lightly out the door. Neat and precise is her apparel. She arranges her scarf smoothly and speaks with a hesitant drawl in her voice. The church is of fering her a social outlet, something to do with her arranging mind. Now that the meeting has adjourned, several women, in corners, are quietly repeating again their important plans. for raising money; some are blustering around and officiating — whispering nothings with serious manners. And many simply gossiping. The minister is conferring with the deacons and the head ushers of the church. They do not hurry away: this is the importance of their being. A PUBLIC seance ... at night the k maid or cook is dressed in social garb. Evelina's shoes are brown suedes. Her stockings are nude, but heavy enough silk not to contrast the smooth brown color of the shapely limbs beneath them with light pink. Her dress is tight and short. Silk gloves, on her chapped hands, match her brightly colored scarf. She sings. The woman on the platform is lead ing the singing. Her black silk dress with white collar is out of vogue. The "She's the kind of girl needs a kind of man like me full sleeves, fitting in the shoulders, are puffed like the dresses of the nineties. On her head, a black skull cap sets upon a full crown of kinky un-bobbed hair. A woman of the gospel. Her voice is deep in full contralto: "Latod, I ivanta be li\e Jesus in ma heart, In ma heart, Lawd." Evelina sings with freedom. Sings unconscious of the little room on In diana Avenue, unconscious that this is a spiritual seance. Sings as she did in the rough pine church of South Caro lina, where the rain played fiercely on the roof, where the odor of wet pine came through the broken panes of pink and blue glass. The horses outside neighed hungrily in the rain. The farmers stomped their wet clay feet against the rough board floor, singing loudly to drown out the sounds of the elements : "Lawd, I wanta be a Christian in ma heart." Evelina hears the lady read, with a monotonous and religious voice, a se lection from the Scripture. Then she listens to a discussion of the Holy Word. And another hymn is sung be fore the Spiritualist appears. Quietly he steps into the room filled with emotional tension. His skull cap rests tightly on his head, because his hair is straight ened. He reaches forth his slim dark hands to bless the audience . . . " . . . Bless you, my brother. Now will the lady seated under the picture of The Master, please rise. On the right side — near the back." (Evelina rises.) "I thank you . . . You were born in the lucky month of February, under the sign of the lion, and have enjoyed good health . . .You have contemplated moving lately . . . Don't do so . . . One man, who is tall and wears a gray suit and cap, will not be the best choice for you; his temperament is not suited to your nature. Take the one who has the stuttering in his voice. Have you any questions? . . . No, you have not lost anything. Someone near to your fam ily has taken some money out of a gray purse. She has free access to the house . . . wears, sometimes a very pretty dress in blue, caught up on the hip . . . but I shall not tell you more; I do not desire to start a serious quarrel. As you think so it is. Bless you, my sister." Evelina has received the advice of the Spiritualist. She wipes away the perspiration on her forehead. Turning to the short black woman on her right, she smiles in reply to the that's-what- we-'spicion look on the woman's broad face. Evelina is still nervous. She will be glad when they start singing again. THE Ladies' Lodge at drill re hearsal, . . . heard and seen in the Eighth Regimental Armory. The ladies of the Household of Hannah are practicing for their yearly competitive drill to be held in August. Sweat on the face of the commander. The dust of the floor makes the large auditorium seem stuffy. The dimness of the lights narrows the room and throws the long columns against the walls as spectre soldiers marching in a mist of the past. A motley array of uniforms — the every day apparel of the ladies. Flesh-col ored hose and run-down patent-leather pumps; high heels twisted; high shoes on fat muscular legs bunched and white stockings; velvet slippers and knee dresses. Dresses with short sleeves; dresses of satin, gingham, and velvet. Faces and arms of ebony, black-dust, bronze, tan, and yellow. But heads held high. Heads thrown back with hair slicked tight. Hair that does not move with each accentuated toss of the head. Amazons on parade. See them not limping along, and tired after a day's work. See them as they see themselves-to-be in August, march ing for the prize. White uniforms with white capes lined in rich red and gold and blue. They will have white hats to toss on the side of proud heads. They will have swagger sticks to swing in their white-gloved hands: "Oh strut, Miss Liza, Strut, Miss Liza Jane!" A BASKET-BALL game ... the last point of the game ... at the Savoy Ball Room, Forty-seventh and South Parkway. From basket to basket, black bodies and tan bodies move, shining with the perspiration of excessive motion; crowding and separat ing, rising and falling; long muscular arms from broad shoulders lifted and snapped forward. (Turn to page 30.) 12 TUE CHICAGOAN Confabulation of the Board of Directors. Martha Fitts gallantly vending hot First visitors — after waiting forty wist' dogs. ful years. Lady from La 'Grange lamenting passing of Two who are flashed for the distinction of their Palmer Mansion. names. CARNIVAL! What with Bertha Palmer conducting personal tours about the old manse of the Pot ter Palmers, and the very debbiest of the debs plying their lucrative functions as gyp sies, mannequins, vendors of the heated puppy and chance cards, the Red, White and Blue Carnival was a colorful and brilliant magnet for the ever resurgent needs of charity. Philip l^iesbitt, early on the ground and determined despite a downpour that dampened his artistic ardor no whit, renders his usual inimitable report of the festivity. THE CHICAGOAN 13 PINK AND THE RENO GANG Another Exploit of Chicago's Greatest Sleuth By ROMOLA VOYNOW WHAT Cicero once was to Chi cago, so, in the 50's and 60's, was Seymour, Indiana, to the inhabi tants and police forces of five states of the Middle West. What the Haw thorne Inn once was, so was the little brown farmhouse in Seymour. For here lived the wild Renos; fearless, Godless, lawless. The Four Reno boys rode like Centaurs, shot, plundered, thieved, and killed if they had to. They were terrors that rode by night, in a cavalcade of their followers and hench men. Many a rising moon saw them trotting down the dirt roads, plunder- bent. Many a dawn saw them gallop ing back, laden with gold and silver and blood. The neighboring farmers took care to bolt their doors when the sound of the Renos' horses was heard thundering in the distance. The neigh borhood was so thoroughly frightened that not a farmer for hundreds of miles around dared tell what he knew, whis per what he suspected, to the police. The Renos went their way unmolested. The chatelaine of their home was a sister, Laura. She was beautiful, young and scornful of the conventional virtues. She could ride with her broth ers when she chose, and shoot as well as they when occasion demanded. For the one law-abiding Reno brother, who refused to consort with his family and lived apart from them, Laura had nothing but con- tempt and hatred. The farmers' wives looked at Laura as one looks at a witch, and took care that their husbands shouldn't look at her at all. It was Laura who lit the lamp every eve ning in the Reno farmhouse; Laura who greeted the Reno companions who swarmed like bats after night fall, coming from every direction to i- NOTE: This is the third article in a series detailing William A. Pink- '' erton's unmatched record of crimi- i' nal detection. The fourth will if appear in an early issue. e sit around the Reno table and discuss ir the evening's plans. 5, Day and night were alike to the four rs bad Renos. So terrible was their name 1, that only a whisper of it was enough y to empty the main street of any town a in the middle west. On one raiding i- party the Renos had ridden into an n Indiana town in mid-day, laughed at :- the fleeing backs of the inhabitants, >- walked calmly into the bank and :r emptied the contents of the safe. As •s they turned their horses to retreat a e party of natives ventured to face them d at the end of the main street. In a i- trice the Renos had whipped out their d guns and sent death and destruction :s spattering around them. The last of >- their party rode over the prostrate form i. of a man who had fallen in the dust. I. Then it was that the first great Pinker- a ton vowed vengeance against the !, Renos. This was the famous Allan l1 Pinkerton, father of William, friend i- of Lincoln, organizer of the federal 11 secret service during the Civil War, r and detective genius. He swore to ex- o terminate the hellish crew, but it took d two generations of Pinkertons to see the last of them brought to justice. FATHER ALLAN kept on their trail for years. Finally, by a clever ruse, he lured John Reno into a Mis souri town, smuggled him handcuffed onto a waiting freight car and took him to the county seat, where he was sentenced to twentyfive years at hard labor in the state penitentiary. When, some years later, the County Treas urer's safe at Magnolia, in Harrison County, Iowa, was robbed of $14,000, the local officials sent for Allan Pinker- ton. He was however, too much oc cupied with another case to attend the matter himself, and sent in his stead his young son William. Young Billy, later to be known and dreaded as "The Eye" was then little more than twenty, but already successful in his chosen career and head of the Pinkerton office in Chicago. He came to Magnolia with a handful of operatives. Making their rounds of the town, they discov ered that the safe blowers had set out by handcar in the direction of Council Bluffs. The detectives followed them by train. No one had seen the described handcar roll into Council Bluffs, and the party of Pinks set about examining the town carefully. The proprietor of the most popular saloon there had been, Billy learned, a former resident of Sey mour, Indiana. On the second day of watching, Billy saw a well built, prosperous- looking man en ter the private quarters of the saloon - keeper, who followed his lead. The two remained in con ference behind locked doors for several hours. But when he checked up, Billy learned that the visitor was Michael Rog ers, a well known and wealthy citi zen of Council Neighboring farmers took care to bolt their doors when the Renos' horses were heard thundering in the distance 14 THE CHICAGOAN Bluffs. Rogers' reputation for stability and orderliness left nothing to be de sired. He stood high in the esteem of his fellow citizens. However, when Billy left for Magnolia he instructed his men to keep an eye on Rogers as well as watch the saloon of the former Seymour citizen. In Magnolia young Pinkerton and the County Treasurer once more went carefully over the events of the robbery and questioned all possible witnesses in the office. "Did any of you," asked Pinkerton "notice any suspicious looking persons around the building at any time pre ceding the theft?" The County Treas urer shook his head but a little red headed errand boy piped up. "I did. The day before the robbery I saw a man hanging around the corridor for hours." "Oh, him," explained the Treasurer. "That was Mr. Rogers of Council Bluffs. He came in to pay his taxes, then hung around the building for a couple of hours." That was sufficient to send Billy rushing back to Council Bluffs where the Rogers house was under the sur veillance of his men. During Pinker- ton's absence, they had seen several men enter who had not yet come out. Billy gave orders to have the house kept constantly under watch, the men to keep vigil on eight hour shifts. He himself stayed there for four days with only short periods of relief. At the end of the fourth day, near midnight, four men slipped cautiously out of the front door and made for the railroad station. The watchful Pinks, led by "The Eye that never slept," fol lowed and saw them board a west bound train of the Pacific railroad. Billy thought one of the men, tall and handsome, resembled Frank Reno, but in the darkness he couldn't be sure. The detectives returned to the house. It was just getting light when the four men returned Billy looked at his watch; that no train was due at that hour he knew. Besides, their exhaus tion and the mud covering their cloth ing seemed to indicate that theirs had been no leisurely train ride. IN the morning Billy was told of a second robbery in the Council Bluffs region. Thirty miles west of Council Bluffs was Glenwood. Here the County Treasurer's safe had been looted the night before. At Glenwood he noticed many features that were similar to the details of the Magnolia affair. From Glenwood, as from Mag nolia, the thieves had escaped on a hand-car. Young Pinkerton went directly to the authorities at Council Bluffs. He laid his facts before them and demand ed the arrest of Michael Rogers. The townsmen looked at him as though they thought him mad. When he per sisted they laughed in his face. To ar rest Michael Rogers would be an act of sheer lunacy. He was one of their most respected city fathers. For an hour Billy paced the street. Young, and not too experienced, dare he fly in the face of common sense? Dare he trust his own instinct and the facts that he had gathered? His Scotch conscience decided the issue for lv.m. He was sure the man was guilty; he would act. At a signal from him, his men rushed in the front door of the Rogers house. Billy led the way through the empty rooms. In the rear of the house they broke in on an astonished breakfast party. Before the diners could offer resistance they found themselves in handcuffs. Billy looked into the faces. One of them was indeed Frank Reno, another was Perkins, a known crook, and the third was Miles Ogle, whom Billy knew to be an expert counter feiter. Turning from them, he com manded a search of the house, and found the greenbacks taken in the Glenwood robbery neatly laid away in side the kitchen stove! The three men and their host, who was found up stairs in a bedroom, were taken to the jail in Glenwood. That night young Billy Pinkerton was feted by all the people in Glenwood. When he board ed his train he was followed by a crowd of admiring and grateful townsfolk. But the next morning the jailer found a hole in the side of the jail wall; the jailbirds had flown. FOR a while it seemed as though the labors of the boy detective had been in vain. Once more there were con ferences around the lamp in the Reno farmhouse. Once more the country roads resounded with the galloping of horses' hoofs. Once more the farmers bolted inside their houses and closed the doors after them while the wild Renos rode by. Billy Pinkerton, how ever, was not one to give up a cause seemingly lost. All his life, his by word to thieves was: "Leave me alone and I'll leave you alone. But threaten the good of the citizens I protect, and I'll follow you to the ends of the earth." Despite the fact that their lifelong immunity had been destroyed by their arrest at Council Bluffs, the Renos went on their way. Two months after the escape from Glenwood a train was raided at Marshfield, Indiana. A messenger had been seized by the marauders, thrown from a moving car onto an embankment and $98,000 in cash had been taken from an express car. Once more the Pinkertons were summoned. This time they decided to invade the stamping ground of the Reno family. Pinks, posing as busi' ness men, began drifting into Seymour. They listened to enough town gossip to make sure that the Reno gang had been responsible for the Marshfield rob- bei/ as well as another big hold-up on the same railroad. There remained only to storm the farmhouse and get their men. ONE rainy spring night, when the ground was like a bog under foot, a party of men surrounded the notorious little brown shack. Once more, at a signal, they advanced and crashed the front door. Men poured from all the farmhouse windows in the tumult that followed, but the Pinks got their hands on three mur derous-looking fellows. The Reno boys had escaped, but three of their lieutenants were caught. The three had participated in the Marshfield af fair. The Pinks loaded them onto a train bound for Brownstown and jail, but at a way station the Pinkerton de tectives were relieved of their charges by a party of masked men. Without ceremony, the maskers took the three robbers off the train and hanged them from a tree in a neighboring farmyard. This was the first appearance of the famous Secret Vigilance Committee of Indiana. Their initial appearance struck terror into the hardy hearts of the rest of the Reno gang, and the trusty henchmen of years scattered and fled. Only Pinkerton remained on their trail. He finally caught up with Sim Reno and his brother Bill, and locked them up at New Albany, In diana. When the hated Frank Reno was caught in Canada, Billy sent him to join his two brothers in the same jail. But the Secret Vigilance Committee was impatient of the workings of the law. After a pitched battle with the sheriff of New Albany, a party of masked men entered the jail and the three bad Renos were hanged from the rafters in the jail corridor. THE CHICAGOAN 15 DISTINGUISHED CHICAGOANS A Sequence of Portraits By J. H. E. CLARK F. EDSON WHITE: Forty triumphant years in the packing business: as president of Armour and Company the big factor in the rebuilding of that corporation's affairs after the post-war depression which hit the industry; far-seeing executive and economic authority; director of Continental Illinois, Chicago's largest bank, and of Chase Na tional, the greatest financial institution in the country — perhaps in the world. A familiar figure on the bridle paths and golf course at Onwentsia. MAE TINEE: The popular (****) critic, with fan mail as huge as any film queen's, highlights her successful career for us in her own sprightly fashion: "Born in Long- mont, Colorado. (Where there is a cheese factory.) Attended Denver public schools. Married (that's all over now) and came to Chicago when nineteen. Hired by The Chicago Tribune and not fired yet. 'The happiest countries have no history. ROBERT ISHAM RANDOLPH: The en gineer's mind, vision and force turned in powerful battery upon commerce, civics, and crime. President of the Chicago Association of Commerce and Chairman of the Crime Commission, fearless crusader for a city of clean politics, and progressive, constructive business; the terror of racketeers and crim inals and the hope of good Chicagoans. GEORGE F. GETZ: A power in the world of coal businesses, but more important in the public eye as the genial factor in the success of such tremendous affairs as the Dempsey-Tunney fight at Soldiers' Field and the Army-Navy game at the same stadium; big game hunter extraordinary, contributor of specimens to the Field Museum and en thusiastic collector for his own museum and zoo on his Michigan farm; major of the Red Cross and, during the war. Associate Di rector of the American Red Cross in France. RUFUS C. DAWES: One big reason for the city's optimism about the 1933 fair is the president of the Chicago Centennial Celebration; the brilliant partner of brother Charlie in all the Dawes bank and utility successes; chief of staff of the economics ex perts in the reparations conference with Owen Young and Charles Dawes — author of The Dawes Plan in the Ma\ing; as strenuous a force for good go'-prnment as his ancestor who rode with Paul Revere. 16 H4E CHICAGOAN • it a a u rr rr II M {l if II •* il rt h ii n ii KHH' hlii I ^jS^iettSS^' (Mil '«t*ii*ifca "^jpf~*.: *~ u J. wtifcuNlfrVi " ¦MM Wliiil^WWWIHPWP • ,' '.»* ' '.<, 4f, •"""t-,: CLASSIC COMPROMISE The peristyles of Grant Parkas artistic colonnade enhancing the planet-nudging Pittsfield Building . . . contrasting the glory that was Greece and the grandeur that is Chicago . . . a classic evidence of time nodding to time . . . a camera study by Heino Wendeler projecting an ancient arch and a new march of progress. THE CHICAGOAN 17 TOWN TALK The Gandhi and Goodman Rebellions^ Equal Rights for Men f ^ King Collins of Tribune Isle •^¦The Walt Whitman Dinner and Left-Handed Pigs — Our Usual Naive Disclosures — Forks in the Dark zM~r. Duncan's Mistake THEY LAUGHED at Raymond Duncan when he walked the side walks of New York in long hair and Grecian robes carrying a bucket down to the sea so he could fill it (possible pun here on the word "fillet") and make salt in defiance of the British gov ernment. We think Mr. Duncan's ges ture might have gone over bigger in Chicago. In the first place, Mr. R. H. L. could almost have been depended on to com ment adequately on Raymond's ge- Duncan his bucket in Lake Michigan. Also, there would have been music to accompany the parade to the lake front. At least we're confident Mayor Thomp son, had the matter been properly brought to his attention, would have been glad to lend a calliope to call King George's full attention to the rebellion. And the story could have been used nicely as Century of Progress publicity. We don't know who would have fol lowed the great Pail Bearer in his march to the lake. Perhaps a delegation of the Town's haberdashers, wearing the new men's shorts. This would have been good for business, and symbolized Gandhi, if what he wears are shorts, and they certainly aren't shirts. The period of suspense, after Dun can dipped his bucket out of the lake and tried to make salt out of it, would have been swell, the evening papers get ting out extras every half hour. As there is no salt in Lake Michigan, the ultimate residue in the poet's pail would have been disappointing, prob ably a tablespoonful of chlorine. All the better: more symbolic of futility. "What? No salt?" the poet could have wept, catching his tears in an eye cup and making salt out of the tears, in time for the ten o'clock radio news flashes. Think what Quin Ryan could have done with that, changing WGN's theme song for the occasion to "You Have Lots of Time to Make Salt on Sunday!" Instead of all this, it happened in By RICHARD ATWATER New York where nobody cared. A lamentable topographical error. The Next Brain Storm UNDER a safe umbrella we are try ing to keep out of the local thun derstorm over the little theatre situa tion, and besides we can't make up our mind whether the accompanying music should be titled Goodman, Spare That Tree or Woodman, Spare That Good' man. Anyway, this tempest has for a time kept out the larger threatening cy clone over Humanism, which may miss Chicago entirely. However, our seismo graph indicates that a further tornado will likely hit us soon, so you'd better begin reading up on it. It's called Mas- culinism, and there are several articles en it already in the eastern magazines of the sort that would worry about such things. Like most Isms, it has two sides (select any one). Masculinism, naturally, is the sequel of Feminism: the idea being that now woman has her rights, something should be done about man getting his. The masculinists point with virile horror to this being a woman's country: women getting all the jobs and a majority of the votes, "closing" the "saloons" and publishing detective novels written by women, and what not. The anti-mascu- linists, on the other hand, claim that women are no longer in their infancy and are here to stay. And that if men don't like it there is something wrong with them that only a psychiatrist can put in words without blushing. This is the angle that is going to make the Masculinist debate fun. Are you a Masculinist? Leisure Island THAT mile-square island the Trib- une wants made six miles off Chi cago is all very nice, but isn'terthe program to fill it with hotels and dance pavilions a bit lacking in vision? We think it could be arrange?! more roman tically. The island should be covered with sand and palm trees and occupied by a standing army of musical comedy cannibals in grass skirts and a well- trained company of beautiful chorus girls wearing strings of pearls. A con cealed orchestra in the shrubbery on top of the palm trees would continuously play languid old airs from the Isle of Spice period of American music; and to make the illusion perfect, the week-end visitor to Leisure Island would take along the six best books to take along to a desert isle. The whole thing to be self-supporting on the income of the bonbon and opera glass concessions. This island should also have a King, and for this position our choice is Charles Collins. There would only be one law on this island. Anyone men tioning the Freiburg Passion Players to the King would be immediately thrown in the soup pot. We were saying some time ago that it's too bad Chicago hasn't a good mountain. We can get a moun tain for this island. B. F. O., one of our wistful crew of California correspond ents, says there's one out there left over from the last earthquake that she can get us wholesale. Report on the Whitman Dinner and Left Handed Pigs 4* AT THE Walt Whitman dinner," r\ comments Philip Morris, "I liked the delicacy with which Howard O'Brien insinuated that Whitman be longed to the category of writers who are canonized but never read. On the way to the Cameo room where the meeting was held, my delighted ears heard a high-schoolish lass ask the head porter where the 'Paul Whiteman Din ner was being held' ... At the Satur day meeting of the Round Table, pigs were the subject for discussion: Dr. Boder informed us that most pigs are left-handed, but if they have an itch on the right side they;, will scratch it with the right paw,: whereas if they have to scratch on the left side they will 18 THE CHICAGOAN The Lincoln By CLAYTON Picture without ivords invariably rub it against the wall. Left- handedness, he revealed, is mixed up with the subconscious, which, if my memory holds, goes all the way down the spinal cord ... I hear it was the leonine Jack Jones who christened that certain part of the gold coast Tower Town' over the protests of Bodenheim, Hecht, Putnam, etc., who for some rea son wanted the bohemian sector called 'Saginaw Village.' "It's a sad circumstance when you hear Meyer Levin is raising oranges in Palestine and can't think of a single wisecrack. And there's a pleasant story going around concerning that very agreeable gentleman and sportsman, William Wrigley, Jr. Motoring through Florida, the fable goes, he was arrested by a fly cop for speeding. Out came the traditional pad, and Mr. Wrigley repeated his name. 'How do you spell it?' asked the law. 'Lord,' cried Mr. Wrigley, 'to think I have spent seven million dollars this year to teach you how to spell my name.!' " The Tower Town Problem THE THEORY that it was Jack Jones who thought up "Tower Town" is duly passed on to John Drury, author of the guide book Chi' cago in Seven Days, now republished, by the way, in a revised edition to keep up with the march of progress. Mr. Drury, who once complimented us for .*/ tense moment on the croquet court being the first to put Tower Town's treasured name in print, is much dis tressed over this title's being grabbed as :i description of the whole city, for which we are also responsible. If it will help any, we are writing to offer further aid. Why not call the near north side sector "Water Tower Town," the Water Tower itself being rechristened "The Atwater Tower"? This would differentiate it from the Shedd Aquarium, with which it is now often confused by innocent visitors to this perplexing metropolis. Overheard at the Club t * I T'S the fishy-eyed people who get 1 things done." Wage Slave IF YOU follow racing prophecies you've noticed there's a new horse handicapper in the early editions; a woman, and for all we know the only lady handicapper in the trade. Howard Mann, the sports editor who hired her, is quite impressed by Miss Ann Mack. Usually, he tells us, it is his experience that the professional pickers of the lucky horses are very proud of their ability to select winners yet somehow do not look as if they could get along till next payday. About her second day on the job, Miss Mack phoned in to Mr. Mann. "Can you get me a permit to park my car near the ~H.ews building?" asked her voice. "Your car?" gasped Howard into his startled desk phone. "You have a car? What kind of a car is it?" "A cream colored Lincoln," she said simply. tan. IJoem by a N on- Poet I'M NOT a Byron, Shelley, or Keats : When I sing on paper, It spoils the sheets. — Art Fin\elburg. If You Kiss a Knight's Hand, Smile GUY HARDY tells us his friend, Ben Greet, who took Shakespeare out of doors, finds the matter of being knighted (he's technically Sir Ben Greet) rather a nuisance. He likes to be called "B. G." if you know him and "Mr. Greet" if you don't, and was rather startled at a New York party when several women dropped him a curtsey and one even tried to kiss his hand. "And you know, Guy," he as sured Mr. Hardy soberly, "they were really very nice people." So Mr. Hardy took him to see a noted Chicago art theatre, where a re hearsal was in progress; Guy apologized for the acoustics of course not being quite right in an empty house. THE CHICAGOAN 19 I he ubiquitous traffic problem "I don't; care whose wife she is, you can't walk here after eleven o'clock: other under Wacker drive . . . The cob web triumph of a catenary against the sky over a curve in the I. C. tracks . . . Moose calls of ore boats in the fog ... A steam shovel on its caterpillar base, looking like a kneeling camel drawn by a cubist . . . Slap-slap-slap of newspa pers pouring from the conveyor belts ... A street-car at the end of the line at night, with its yellow window lights warm between the living darkness of trees . . . Black chromatics of South Chicago steel-mill chimneys, twelve in a Pan-pipe line, against the red clouds of a Bessemer sacre du printemps . . . The sleepy purring of a pumping sta tion . . . Double-deck bridge-work auto carriers riding the roads in from De troit with a cargo of six gleaming new traffic problems . . . The jocund jangle of a speakeasy cash register . . . The Rugs of M. 0 'Brien OUR divulging that the handsome Oriental rugs in the office of the Daily J^ews book critic are furnished by Mr. O'Brien brings us the following thoughtful memorandum from our spir ited colleague: "For your information, the fountain pen also belongs to me and not to the C. D. N. Not to speak of the ash tray, tobacco and pipe cleaners. Also pants, sox and underwear. Oh, lots of things." We hope we aren't violating a fur ther confidence in printing this addi tional information, which for all we "Acoustics?" exclaimed Mr. Greet. "Acoustics? I know no such thing as acoustics. They don't pronounce well, that's all." The Alert Boul Mich Policeman ONE of our favorite Indianans, per haps because he came there from Maine by way of Saskatchewan, is the picturesque old rogue who drives a Dune taxi and answers to the call of C. C. King. He had a rather nice ad venture this winter, which he tells something like this. "I was in Chicaggy one day an' walkin' daown Michigan boulevard, when along comes four colored gentle men, dang if they didn't, and they started to pick a fight with me. So I pulled out my gun and p'inted it at them, and the traffic cop on the corner sees us and comes over. 'What's the trouble, King?' he says. So I says " Junior Authors OUR kitten Mitzi is doing pretty well in the literary field. Less than a year old, she has now appeared in the late Pillar to Post, in Town Tal\, Mid' wee\, and beginning next fall will ap pear in a serial in Child Life. Unspoiled by her phenomenal success, she climbs window-screens in pursuit of moths just the same as ever. On the other hand, our daughter Doris is becoming rather disgusted over her English composition work. Every time a school holiday approaches, her teacher assigns it as the topic for the third grade's English work, and Doris does not care to write stories about holidays. She feels quite strongly about this, being apparently a bit bored at the long list of commemorations of great men and the nobler aspects of life. "I still like Hallowe'en, though," is her one concession to popular sentiment. Speaking of the golden haze of gram mar school days, Luke Hunt got quite a surprise lately. Found out he'd been to Africa. At least that's what his boy's teacher told Mrs. Hunt when she vis ited school. Teacher had proudly in formed the class of her impending voy age to the windmill land of Holland this summer, whereupon Hunt, Jr., raised his hand and volunteered his family were on their way to Holland after spending last year in Africa. De scribing in detail the varied pleasures of the African scene with its chattering parrokeets, dusky natives, monkeys, ele phants, and so on he then went to the blackboard and drew so convincing a palm tree that teacher was quite taken in. Mechanique THEMES for a Chicago poem or overture, or something: The rumbling, whistling, goggle-eyed monster bugs of trucks chasing each 20 THE CHICAGOAN know was furnished us for background purposes only. Your Mr. Riq has a terrible time figuring out when to quote people directly and when to lay the credit on the little bird called On Dit. Look at our good friend Arthur Sheek- man of the Times — after our last two mentions of his engaging activities he had to take a vacation out of town. Probably the next time we mention Mr. O'Brien's rugs in print he will be so worried he will get down on the floor of his office and roll in them. They could be rolled in very comfortably, we should think. Perhaps we will find out, the next time we call on him. ^Another Engineering Triumph THIS week's $1,000,000 idea given away by Town Talk is an improve ment on the previously considered un improvable cinema palaces. Our idea is that the lot running from the back wall of the theatre to the next street be bought up and an Annex auditorium built on it, facing the opposite way from the present theatre's seats. The present movie screen is then replaced by one of ground glass, so that people in both auditoriums can see it at once, doubling the present profit. It might be urged, at first, that those in the annex house will thus see the picture in re verse; but this does not matter, now that the old printed subtitles have been replaced by sound, which is the same no matter which way you face it. We don't know how we get these big scientific ideas. They seem to just come to us. Romantic Material ONE of the things that otherwise successful writers of Chicago newspaper plays (and isn't it about time for a new one) have oddly neglected to include is the exotic touch contemporary Entertainers By IRMA SELZ Sturdy talents these, bowed but not broken by a sudden summer. Details of their whereabouts and occupations, as of press time, are given in the critical columns and on page 2. to be found in the real life of the Town's local rooms. For instance, there's a Filipino over at the J^ews who is said to write free verse, though that's not his regular assignment; Jun Fujita, the Japanese photographer, is quite the poet laureate of the Chicago river and the Indiana Dunes in their more lugub rious aspects; and the Times has a Chi nese girl reporter, Louise Leung. We don't know whether she writes poetry or not. The Post also has Lena May McCauley and the Times Mr. Tom Kil- lian. Neither of these are Orientals, but they are whistle haters. They just can't stand whistling, Killian even ex tending his prejudice to canaries. What we mean is that here's thirty minutes of Act One for somebody already written. LSI Correction THEN there's the quite serious gen tleman who makes it his life work to phone or write the papers every time they spell a Russian name wrong, if this is possible. Gail Borden heard from him quite severely the last time he mentioned Eugenie Leontovitch. "You did not say she was Russian," was the complaint. "All names ending in vitch are Russian, and you should have said so in your comment." "If the name is so obviously Russian, why should I have said she was one?" asked Borden, always the logician. "Because she might have been Pol ish," cried the exasperated corrector. The Political Prospect CORONER BUNDESON, recently nominated as World's Fair Mayor on the Democratic ticket by our caucus of informed spies, is now advised his Republican opponent for the position will most likely be H. Wallace Cald well of the Board of Education. This scoop comes to us from Milton Fair- man, who as the Chicago representative of Publisher's Wee\ly, keeps his eye on all books, including the Sibyline. The idea is that Mr. Caldwell is in a unique position to get both the silk-stocking, better citizen support and that of the Thompson organization, said to have several votes left still. That's about all the political informa tion we have today, as we are ignoring a further tip that if J. Hamilton Lewis wins his Senatorship it will be due to his championship of light wines and beards. iA Stab in the Dark nYl HAD been a good day," nar- 1 rates Antonia. "The market had gone well, the List committee at the Exchange had looked favorably on our new deal, and there had been nothing to mar Otto's sense of well-being until we arrived at Schlogl's to find there" was no more wienerschnitzel. There had been only six, the waiter explained, Gabby Hartnett, debonair dynamo of the mercurial Cubs, a flashing figure across the drab horizon of professional sports. Chic Sale, actor and journalist, whose efforts in behalf of Hello Paris prove him a prosperous dc spoiler of zvhite paper. THE CHICAGOAN 21 and they were all gone. Otto's disap pointment at having to order something else soon lost its edge, but he didn't for get it, and over his coffee he told us the story of the famous wienerschnitzel dinner. "Tliere were twelve diners. After twelve wienerschnitzels had been lov ingly stowed away, an extra one re mained in lone splendor in the middle of the table, and the question of what to do about it arose. To leave it was unthinkable; to divide it among twelve persons was impossible; and no one would relinquish his claim. A long and heated discussion ensued, and it was finally decided the only equitable way to handle the situation was to turn out all the lights for a second and see what would happen. "Extra dishes were removed and the decks were cleared for action. The din ers seated themselves around the table in orderly fashion — they had got some what disarranged during the argument — and put their hands under the table. At a signal the waiter turned out all the lights. When they came on again, the wienerschnitzel was still in the mid dle of the table; but it was clutched in a large hand, and firmly embedded in the hand were eleven forks." Hither and Zither * ¦ I WILL give several talks at the 1 Academy," said Carl N. Werntz, the art school head, on his recent return from abroad. "I won't say lectures, be cause they sound too boring, but I will give talks about my trip." As one of Werntz' s old pupils (we studied car tooning, for one month) we hope that somewhere in these talks he will explain more fully the difference between a travel talk and a lecture . . . Unusual Hazards confront the golfers of Steam boat Springs, Colorado, according to that city's Pilot as forwarded by An- tonia. The course is laid out in the living rock with natural creeks for water hazards, and the putting greens are made of sand, fenced in to keep out the cattle and bears, but with turnstile entrances for the use of humans . . . Francis Coughlin is now promotion manager of the Times, whose Gail Bor den, we are delighted to discover, used to teach Greek History and agrees with this venerable pedant that W. S. Gil bert's a little thin beside lusty old Aris tophanes ... A new racket is to hire yourself as guide to out - of - towners wishing to see the gunmen and Big Shots in their night club haunts. Par is $50 a night for this service, and you earn it by pointing out "Al," "Bugs," and the various Potato Faces and Schemers at adjoining tables in a cautious whisper. Visitors willing to pay $50 for this ex perience are of course already in an un- skeptical mood, and go away quite pleased at achieving their wish-fantasy . . . After two bill -less years, Chicago taxpayers are paying in hoarded paper money "mouldy and nibbled by mice," which somehow reminds us of Will Rogers' wow about Washington con gressmen mistaking their new dial phones for mouse traps . . . Tribune editorialist Clifford Raymond's Chicago detective story, The Men on the Dead Men's Chest, is a good yarn; and did you know that cartoonist McCutcheon was once an illustrator whose pen-and- ink lines were as good as Pennells, if not better? . . . You can buy barroom furniture at a west side brewery at what R. W. S. thinks are ridiculous prices and an ornament to any home. Further particulars of these glittering bargains are now being run down by one of our talented reporters, who has been working on the assignment for four weeks. His present theory is there are half a dozen places around Town dealing in bar furniture, the market being especially active during padlock raids when the stuff has to be taken out and later moved to the new location . . . The Cliff Dwellers' Bar becue prospectus put it nicely when it arranged the tariff at $2 but "$25 each for children under 17" . . . Reduction of books to $1 is a nice little tribute to Mr. Chic Sale, and when is "A Son of the Specialist Answers Mother India" coming out? . . . "Every time I hear 'Good evening, my friends,' from Wal ter Damrosch, as he begins his weekly radio orchestral concert, I feel that he is a Better Homes and Gardens man, with fine, neighborly instincts," writes the editor of that magazine. You're a Better Homes and Gardens man than we are, Walter Damrosch . . . H. Leopold Spitalny, whose overstuffed symphonies not even the talking-pictures have banished from the tremendous Chi cago theatre. Norma Shearer, zvhose Divorcee, if not precisely Ex-Wife, is yet the most legiti mate and diverting of current celluloid dramas. Donald Brian, out of The Merry Widow into Candle Light, offers a sustaining morsel to the amusement-hungry pilgrim to a sweltering Randolph street. 22 THE CHICAGOAN Go Chicago Around and Around By LUCIA LEWIS WITH everyone lilting about fish and golf and northern woods it takes a little courage to step up and ask you to think about next winter. But in our ears ring the gloomy words of the coal dealer who informed us just yes terday that this, this sunny June, was the time to look to our fuel supply. If he can intrude with his dank prophecies why not we with our news of brighter things that are forecast for the bitter months? For this is indeed the time at which the foresighted traveler makes his selection if he contemplates any of the magnificent merry - go - rounds that are offered in the winter cruises — around the world, around South Amer ica, around the Pacific, around South Africa. They are now spread before you in the steamship and travel offices about town and many advantages ac crue to the agile one who hops down and looks into them early enough to be choosey. While the great ships usually set aside only a certain percentage of state rooms for the long cruises (so that every member may have outside rooms and plenty of fresh air for his three or five months aboard ship) there are more desirable and less desirable rooms and locations even in this percentage. Therefore it pays to be on the spot early, especially if you plan to take one of the less expensive rooms, and make your selection before they have all been picked over. Then, those optional journeys! There will be at least one or two places that touch some special chord of interest in your heart and are not included in the extensive program of the cruise. The optionals cover just about every desire you might have — that yearning born in school years ago to set sail on Lake Titicaca, to do the Transandine Rail way trip, or plunge into the jungle and gasp at Angkor Wat. Dozens and dozens of optionals on every cruise but all the passengers can't take them. Be cause of transportation facilities, hotels and other factors each optional is limited to a certain number of passen gers — from ten to a hundred or so, depending on the trip. Which is an other reason for speaking up early to get your place. AROUND the World cruises are . already announced by several fa mous companies. The earliest of these is the Canadian Pacific's eighth cruise on the Empress of Australia which leaves New York on December 2nd. An unusual feature of this cruise is the stop at Athens and the opportunity to spend Christmas in the Holy Land and New Year's in Cairo. This is a rest ful cruise of 137 days with plenty of time in all the countries visited and an inevitably happy time on the famous comfortable liner. Later in December and in January four other notable cruises set forth — the Cunard-Cook on the Franconia, Hamburg-American's Resolute, the North German Lloyd- Raymond 6? Whitcomb on the Colum bus, and the Red Star-American Ex press on the Belgenland. Each of these ships is distinguished in the world cruise field, and has every possible device in the way of comfort able staterooms, interesting public rooms, gymnasia, swimming pools, and all that. Several new ports and un usual inland trips are included on the various schedules. The Franconia of fers its famous airplane trip from Jeru salem to Baghdad and Babylon and the trans-Siberian trip for those who have crossed the Pacific before and are in terested in going home by way of Siberia, Russia and continental Europe. The trans-Siberian railway has the finest modern equipment so the long journey is perfectly comfortable as well as entertaining and stimulating to the much-traveled mind. The Columbus makes the shortest world cruise from January 21st to May 8th but gives plenty of time in all the ports and cov ers just about all the important spots of a world tour. Its time-saving is done at sea, the Columbus, until the birth of the Bremen and Europa, having been the swiftest ship in the North German Lloyd fleet; and it's still among the youngest and fastest in the Atlantic service. The Resolute is one of the grandest ladies in the world fleet and her efficient service, her stability, spa cious rooms and decks endear her to everyone who has boarded her for cither a short or long trip. The cruise is typically Hamburg-American in its thorough comfort and expert manage ment so that every interesting spot is hit at the right season and just enough time is spent in each one. One of the new Cunard cruises should appeal particularly to western ers. The Samaria sails westward as the Franconia starts east and the form er may be joined two weeks later in Los Angeles or San Francisco if you wish, instead of starting with her in New York. It's a very comprehensive cruise and unusually moderate in price. The Belgenland world cruises under the auspices of Red Star and American Express have always been highly suc cessful. This year they too are spend ing more time about the Malay islands and offer fascinating inland trips to new spots in the Orient that have not been much visited or exploited. Of course if you don't choose to do the world at just these dates you may go independent under the arrange ments that the Dollar Line, Canadian Pacific, Cunard or Nippon Yusen Kaisha will make for you at any time on almost any vessel you choose. AROUND the Pacific: A trip for i true romantics is the Matson Line's cruise of the Pacific which sets out on the Malolo on September 20th. From that date to the 19th of Decem ber this stunning flagship carries you over the smooth expanse of the Pacific from one dreamlike port to another on the trail of Lafcadio Hearn, Conrad, Stevenson and all the other great who have found inspiration on this side of the world. The first stop of course is Hawaii; from there you go on for nine days roaming in Japan during chrysan- [turn to page 47] THE CHICAGOAN 23 CHICAGOANS Director of the Institute IT IS the glamorous year of '93. All roads lead to Chicago, the new world city that has rise phoenix-like out of the Fire. From far and near people come to behold the palaces and wonders of the great Columbian Exposition, which is enhancing manifold the color and vari ety of the upward and outward moving metropolis of prairie-land. On one of the numerous trains ram bling along toward Baghdad-by-Lake Michigan there is a well set up lad in his early teens, shy and rather quiet, but very shrewd, unostentatious, richly endowed with a healthy curiosity. He is a Missouri boy, his reticence notwith standing, full of the show-me spirit. He comes of a solid, moderately well- to-do Pennsylvania Dutch family. Both he and his parents are very frugal. So the boy is traveling on a day coach, though it is night and he is compelled to stand up all the way. An air of ex pectancy pervades the train and no person is more possessed of, or fasci nated by it than the imaginative lad from Missouri. What is a little thing like standing up all night to him when soon he will be in Chicago feasting his senses on the sights and sounds of a cyclopean international junket. "Chicago! Chicago!" The boy is in Chicago. His folks and he have a lodg ing place in a small hall bedroom. He is taking in the city. Eyes big with wonder, he is gliding about among the thousand miracles of the world's fair His mind is in a delirium of joy and delightfully fagged by the demands of treasures and contraptions representing every section of the globe. All things interest him; but there is one section in the dazzling exposition that sinks deeper into his consciousness than any other. It is the section housed in the magnificent Fine Arts building. It is the section devoted to painting and sculpture. I HE impression of what he saw and ' felt in the visual arts exhibition of the 1893 world's fair has engraved itself deeply on the memory plate of his mind; and it has undoubtedly played a significant part in the career which the thoughtful, energetic Missouri lad has Robert B. Harshe since then carved out for himself. His name is Robert B. Harshe, and he is now fifty years old. I called on him recently in his spacious, exceed ingly orderly and quiet office in the Art Institute, of which he is director. He spoke of many experiences out of the past and of some of his hopes for the future. But of nothing did he speak more feelingly than of his boyhood ad venture among the paintings and sculp- tings in the Fine Arts building in the first Chicago world's fair. He turned about in his revolving chair, peered straight ahead of him toward the west window of his office and uttered in bated breath: "It was wonderful. It was great. I cannot tell you how won derful it seemed to me. I remember it as well as if I had looked at it yester day. Oh — it was great, very, very, impressive!" Mr. Harshe is a man you would not be very likely to pick out for special notice in a crowd. He is prepossessing enough in appearance, wijh his sym metrical head and regular features — the head and features of a classical Greek statesman-philosopher. And he has a spontaneous and ingratiating smile — the kind of smile that makes one feel at once the innate kindliness of the man. Yet his reserve, his build — he is slightly below medium height and a lit tle over weight — his bearing, his quiet, conventional manner of dress, all tend to give him the presence of a typical banker, judge, business executive or col lege president. There is in him none of the archaic picturesqueness that wags generally impute to museum officials. Yet he is an enthusiast, and at the same time a diplomat. It is the genial diplomat that one discovers in him first, the diplomat whose courtesy is innate rather than studied — and the enthusiast afterward. His diplomacy will be at tested to by artists of Chicago and by artists the world over, by his board of trustees and other prominent laymen, but above all by the men and women who work with him at the Art Insti tute. His enthusiasm is borne out by his recollections of the Columbian Ex position. CHARLES FABENS KELLEY, as sistant director of the Art Insti tute, related to me the circumstances of , Mr. Harshe's marriage to Marie Fuller Read of Boston : "They met in a sum mer school in Ipswich, Massachusetts, where he was at the time assisting Arthur Dow as an instructor and she was a student," said Mr. Kelley. "It was a real story-book romance, and they have lived happily ever since. They have one child — a son, whom everyone calls Bill. He is a fine fellow, with a droll sense of humor like his father's. Under a rather diffident exterior he pos sesses a surprising shrewdness. He in tends to become a writer." Mr. Harshe made light of his own paintings and etchings, though he spoke with pride of having given up golf and other recreations in order to be able to paint every Sunday. When I asked him if he exhibits, he replied, "I don't feel ready to show my work. I am just experimenting. I am continually trying out new methods and new media." And then soto voce: "Some of my etchings are in the Luxembourg of Paris. And there are water colors of mine in Amer ican museums." When I asked Mr. Kelley about his friend's activities as an artist, he de clared: "Robert paints with great enthusiasm. I have gone on outdoor sketching trips with him. And I have seem mosquitos buzzing all around him and biting into him; but he kept right 24 THE CHICAGOAN Remember this— White shirts are never wrong! In town or out, their fresh, crisp coolth has all-round useful' ness in your warm weather wardrobe. We're speaking espe' daily of the generous stocks of our white broadcloths with col' lars or without, in 13-^ to 20 neck sises; sleeves 31 to 37— all for $3. (Longer tails with longer sleeve lengths.) To finish off prop' erly, English foulard neckwear, $2. Rogers Peet Clothing Hats " Shoes - Furnishings Anderson & Brothers Michigan Blvd. at Washington Chicago on. (You realize, perhaps, that it is not easy to keep painting while mosquitos are feasting on you.) Mr. Harshe was quite an athlete in his youth. He played football at the University of Missouri. And in later years he took up golf. But he gave it up because he wanted to de vote all his free time to painting and etching. He was a deacon in the Bap tist church, too. But almost all his free time is at present devoted to creative activity in art. There is one thing which he doesn't talk about that he en joys very much. That is writing adven ture stories — something on the order of those that appear in the Red Boo\. He never publishes them — though he writes a great deal and enjoys it very much." BUT perhaps to bring out more brightly the high lights of Mr. Harshe's enthusiasm we should return to the subject of world's fairs. We find him making his first acquaintance with visual art in an exposition universelle. And again twenty-two years later wr find another great international junket playing a leading role in his life; or, perhaps, in the latter case, we should reverse the order and speak of him playing a big role in the fair. There is truth in both statements. Mr. Harshe was assistant chief of the Department of Fine Arts at the Panama-Pacific ex position which was held in San Fran cisco in 1915, and, from sources other than himself, I have learned that that department was a notable success largely because of his efforts. He tells of going practically without sleep for seventy-nine hours on end, at the height of his activities in connection with the Frisco fair, and of how he finally fell over from exhaustion. A tremor darted across his face as he related this nerve-wracking experience. For a moment he lived it over again. And he seemed to be saying to himself: "Nothing would make me be so foolish another time." But a few minutes later he had already completely dismissed from his mind all thought of the trying hardship and he was talking with the precision of an engineer, and almost the warmth of a visionary, of his hopes for another world's fair — the coming 1933 Century of Progress Exposition. HE stressed the" fact that he is not as yet officially in charge of plans for the fine arts section of Chi cago's second great fair. He has been doing a great deal of thinking anent CO- ^i££te- the project and a considerable amount of preliminary preparation for carrying it through. Among his plans for the visual arts division of the coming exposition are the following: Galleries of which the interior decorations are in themselves creative art and which in every case definitely harmonize with the works ex hibited in them. Representative exhib' its of all periods and ages, carefully and comprehensively selected from mu seums and private collections the world over. Representative exhibits of the work of living artists of all nationalities selected by a committee from the fair itself rather than by the various gov crnments or individual artists. A spa- cious addition to the Art Institute proper to be used to great advantage during the fair and to make possible afterward the permanent extension of significant Institute activities. HIS career has been rich with varied experience, though he seemed to be marked for success from the start. His path of progress has led steadily upward. He seems to have had no great obstacle, such as poverty or acute mis- understanding, to surmount — at any rate, not in any noteworthy degree. Hence his tolerance and catholicity of sympathies as manifested, for instance, in his receptivity to the claims of mod ern art. He studied at the University of Mis souri, Columbia University, the Art Institute of Chicago, the Art Students League of New York, Colorossi Acad emy of Paris, Central School of Arts and Crafts of London. He has received the degree of Doctor of Humane Let ters from Northwestern University and the degree of Doctor of Fine Arts from the University of Nebraska. He has taught fine arts at the University of Missouri and has served as assistant THE CHICAGOAN 25 professor of graphic arts at Leland Stanford University. He has acted as assistant director of the Department of Fine Arts at Carnegie Institute of Pittsburgh. He is the author of Read' er's Guide to Modern Art and Prints and Their Ma\ers. He is a member of various societies — local, national and international. He has been decorated by the French Government. The most mature years of his life thus far — the past ten, that is — he has given to his work, first as assistant direc tor, and then as director of the Art Institute of Chicago. During his ten ure of office the Institute has more than doubled the area in it devoted to exhi bitions and has added art works valued at $10,000,000 to its collections. It has acquired the finest collection of Chinese bronzes in the country and a marvelous collection of Persian textiles. In all it has added six or seven galleries of Ori ental art of the finest quality, a notable collection representing the Italian ren aissance, as well as a considerable num ber of highly significant modern works. And the man at its helm is continu ally on the alert for new ways of enrich ing the Institute's content and extending its sphere of service. For it is by these means chiefly that, in the fulness of his maturity, he contributes of his ability and experience to the progress of his city, his country and humanity at large. Summer Reading The Town of Tombarel, by William J. Locke. (Dodd, Mead and Co.) This, which has turned out to be Locke's swan song, is a book which brings to an adequate conclusion as picture, as character and also as cuisine the long line of dithyrambs about his beloved south of France which began so gaily and so long ago with Aristide Pujol. How to Read Books, by Llewellyn Jones. (W. W. Norton and Co.) Had you ever thought that, although it takes life to make books, it also takes books to make life. That love itself might still be in the cave-man stage, without overtones, if it weren't for the labors that the poets have expended on it. Yes, Mr. Jones gives a number of arguments in favor of reading in general, but after that, instead of telling you what books in particular you ought to read, he merely attempts to help you find out wha't books you really like, and to en courage you to look around and find other things, to like, poetry for instance. North of Suez, by William McFee. (Doubleday, Doran.) This is as good McFee as anything that McFee has written, ;that is; 'to say, the whiff of sea air, the sefise of a deck tinder you, albeit in the distance, a ship's officer for hero, and a Cretan woman and other exotic charac ters of the Eastern Mediterranean for com plication. HARMFUL? 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DOROTHY GRAy 900 Michigan Ave., Nortk Tel., WHItekall 542 1 Paris * New York ' Lios Angeles Dan Francisco \\^ashington • Atlantic City 26 TMQCUICAGQAN Sports This Man Jones By WARREN BROWN Corner of main lobby Introducing moderate rate into modern hotel luxury Appreciation is complete when you learn the extremely moderate rates at the Hotel Lexington. The luxury of its appointments, the perfection of its French cuisine, the convenience of its location leave nothing else to be desired. 801 ROOMS Each with a private bath (tub and shower), cir culating ice water, mirror door. 341 with double beds. I person $4, two $5 229 with twin beds. Either I or 2 persons $6 231 with twin beds. Either I or 2 persons $7 Hotel Lexington LEXINGTON AVENUE AT 48th STREET NEW YORK CITY Frank Gregson, Mgr. Phone MURray Hill 7400 Direction of American Hotels Corporation J. Leslie Kincaid, President SOMETHING will have to be done about this man Jones. Flanked by that coterie of admiring Atlantans, once hailed by Hughey Fullerton as "Jeb Stuart's cavalry," Bobby is advancing on Hoylake, scene of the 1930 British Open championship. Picking themselves up from various traps and divots into which the flashing irons of Bobby flung them are 271 ama teurs, of British and Yankee persuasion, who essayed to stop his march towards the one major title that had, until the last week of May, eluded the grasp of the One Golfer. Bobby, in his third try for the Brit ish Amateur championship, finally made it. He made it after a week of trying matches, all but one over the 18 hole route, which neither he nor any other golfer can consider as anything but hazardous in the extreme. Not un til the final day does the British Ama- tur afford its golfers the "breather" in the shape of a 36 hole match. Bobby had a struggle all the way, until there was left for him just one match, the final, and just one golfer, Roger Wethered, who happens to be a sort of Jones, in his own country. But no Wethered, nor all of England, Scot land, Ireland or Wales has any business in a 36 hole match with Bobby Jones. No more business, indeed than any ten nis gentleman has with Henri Cochet, or any tennis lady has with Helen Wills Moody. No more business than any three-year-old has on the same track with Gallant Fox. FROM far off Tokio — of all places— the voice of Sir Walter Hagen, pro fessional golf's royalist, was heard hail ing Bobby Jones as the One Golfer. No other man in all history has ever suc ceeded in winning the four major championships representing the amateur and the open titles of Great Britain and the United States. No better estimate of the size of this achievement is avail' able than the fact that it took Jones eight competitive years to win them all. Jones is primarily an amateur golfer. Paradoxically, you can bet on that. He is a real amateur, which may be just as well for the wage earnings of the pro fessionals. Bobby has always been more or less an agreeable nuisance to the professionals. A professional golfer's importance as a money maker is in direct proportion to his standing in the golfing commu nity. There are three major grades of importance. First is the U. S. Open champion. Great amounts of revenue for exhibitions, signed articles and en dorsed equipment come the way of the U. S. Open champion, if, of course, he is a professional. Second is the British Open champion. The revenue is large for this. Third is the Professional Golf Association champion. There is reve nue for this. All other titles are a dime a dozen, for capitalizing purposes. LET'S survey the Jones record since * 1923, when he won his first ma jor title. (Sure, it was the U. S. Open he won, first. Haven't we just said that he was an agreeable nuisance, to the professionals?) But to get back to the survey: In 1923 he won the Na tional Open championship, beating Bobby Cruickshank in the playoff of a tie. The following year he won the Na tional Amateur for the first time, the pesky 18 hole matches having cramped his style until then. These same golf dashes have accounted for Bobby's in frequent match play defeats since then. In fact, the only 36 hole match with Jones the defeated candidate that oc curs to me at this moment is the final for the National Amateur at Baltusrol, when George Von Elm played better than Jones' best. Having accomplished in two years* TI4ECUICAG0AN 27 play the task of winning half of the world's major golf titles, Jones pro ceeded to improve his game against the time when he would go for the other two, then reposing in British custody. It was not until 1926 that the third major title fell his way. This was the British Open, and again the profes sionals suffered great mental pangs, for in that year Bobby also won the U. S. Open, and — as related above — came within one match of being returned the National Amateur champion. To prove the winning of the British Open was no accident, Bobby returned the following year and won it again. In the meanwhile he had been U. S. Open champion twice, and had tied on another occasion, losing the playoff to Willie Macfarlane. He had won the U. S. Amateur title twice. His record, since 1926, includes two more U. S. Amateur championships, another U. S. Open championship, and one tie, in which he again lost the playoff, this time to Johnny Farrell. And it included, too, the repeater in the British Open, previously mentioned. Summing up, in eight competitive years, starting with 1923, Jones has has been U. S. Amateur champion four times and runner up once. He has been U. S. Open champion three times, and lost two others through the medium of the playoff. He has been British Open champion twice. And now he is British Amateur champion. AS a side issue, he has participated » in a half dozen performances of the golf show known as the Walker Cup matches. In this sort of compe tition, play is divided between four somes and twosomes. In all those six Walker Cup affairs, Jones has yet to lose a match, in the twosomes. And playing with a partner, he has lost but one. This was in 1924, when Bobby's partner was the slowing down veteran, Bill Fownes, and even with the handi cap, a British twosome composed of the Hon. Michael Scott and Robert Scott, Jr., was able to eke out a victory only by 1 up. Jones, it would seem, has accomp lished everything there is in golf. But it merely seems that way. Ac tually he has just leaped the first hurdle in the race of his golfing life. He wants to win all four major champion ships in the self -same year. 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Mchigan Avenue, Chicago The Stage Thunder on the Lake By WILLIAM C. BOYDKN A TERRIFIC barrage of trench mor- i tars, minnawerfers and hand grenades has burst forth on the East ern Front. The sky around the Good man is ablaze with Verey lights. Rally ing around the banner of Art, a group of idealistic young actors have sworn never to surrender before the assault of commercialism; Thomas Wood Ste vens has chosen to die rather than allow the boxoffice to triumph; Hubert Os borne dashes in under the smoke screen to raid the barricade of public in difference. Whatever the merits of the contro versy — and both sides are distinctly audible — it seems unfortunate that the Trustees of the Art Institute have al lowed the matter to come into public view. The publicity is not happy for either Mr. Stevens or Mr. Osborne. The former has undoubtedly done an excellent job in bringing the Good man from its tentative and experimen tal beginnings to the place it now holds in the regard of the Chicago public. The ideals and aspirations of the re tiring director of the Theater are set forth in a statement by Neal Caldwell, appended hereto. Mr. Caldwell is far better qualified than this reviewer to tell of Mr. Stevens' work and to ex plain the stand of certain members of the acting company. At this writing there seems a likeli hood that a larger number of the pres ent Goodman Company will resign. With all due respect for the loyalty of these young idealists, it must be re gretted if the present threats are con summated. Many of the players have been in the Company from its incep tion; they have grown year by year in artistic stature; the public has de veloped an affection for them. The Goodman would not seem the same without Whitford Kane, Iden Payne, Neal Caldwell, Romen Bohnen, Harry Mervis, Ellen Root, Bernard Ostertag and Beth Kathryn Johnson. Our loss would be also their loss, for it is hard to believe that such congenial and in spiring employment would be easily available elsewhere to all of the insur' gents. The question resolves itself into the need of mutual understanding. I feel convinced that I voice the hope of many persons in the wish that accord may have been reached between Mr. Osborne and the Company by the time this article sees the light of day. THE fairest omen of peace lies in the expressed intentions of the new Director, which are a far cry from the allegations that the Goodman is go ing to battle Randolph Street on its home grounds. He scouts the idea that emphasis will be laid on box-office profits and promises faithful adherence to the idealism without which a reper' tory theater sinks to the level of stock companies. No change of policy in the selection of plays will result in the pro duction of unimportant dramatic ma terial. Shakespeare will probably be left to Fritz Leiber; revivals will seek to avoid such obvious and overworked classics as The Rivals; sugar-plums of the Ariadne ilk will be left to The North Shore Guild and the community groups. While it is early to make defi nite announcements, Mr. Osborne indi cates that three types of plays are to be favored. For the drama of other days, the neglected gems of Restoration Comedy, the lesser Elizabethans and Moliere embrace more enticing possi bilities than the well trodden paths of Sheridan and Goldsmith. The present day will find its interpretation in the works of the best modern dramatists, O'Neill, Shaw, Galsworthy and certain Continentals. Lastly, the future can be influenced by experiment with new American playwrights. Many authors of quality and eminence have plays locked in their desks or their heads TUE CHICAGOAN 29 which only need the proper stimulus to bring them forth. The cosmopolitan contacts of Mr. Osborne favor the pos sibility of unearthing some nuggets of real gold. Dame Rumor has whispered that we shall see "guest stars" featured in the manner of the Stuart Walker Com pany. Injustice is again done the new management. The Goodman has never favored the exploitation of one player over the rest of the cast. The star one week "walks on" the next. While the new management plans to recruit the best available acting ability, new ac tors — whether employed for the whole or only part of the season — will be ex pected to take pot-luck in the same manner as heretofore. Perhaps the most outstanding weak ness of the late regime has been in the matter of business management and publicity. With the press of the town more than kindly disposed, the Good man has consistently neglected oppor tunities to inform theater-goers of the merits of their wares. Only after the subscription method of seat distribution had been indisputably proven a suc cess did they avail themselves of this obvious way to assure a season's audi ence. Much work is still to be done before the subscription drive is definite ly put over. To solve these and other problems, a greater efficiency is promised. Hubert Osborne has proven himself an able director of plays. All dispas sionate observers must wish him success as the director of a theater. NEAL CALDWELL speaks: "The talkies are threatening to wipe out the stage as we have known it. If any thing can survive the attack, it will be the important drama, for which a se lected audience should always exist. With this thought in view there seems no reason why the Goodman should do plays of a trivial and inconsequential nature. 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"We felt we were at the eve of some realization of our dreams. The subscription plan guaranteed not only our finances, but that our audiences would, by their own consent, become part of us and grow with us. We have worked for five years in a million dollar theater with practically no en dowment. We actors received far less than our living expenses the first three years. We are only slightly better paid now. That fact has not mattered. We did believe above and beyond all that we were building a great institution. We are sorry the dream has died. We wish we could find it possible to be lieve in the new regime, but we feel that we have already proved by the box-office that for the Goodman Thea ter plays of the highest possible stand ard do not pay. "Thomas Wood Stevens was a man whose dream won the confidence of a nucleus. Through him that nucleus held faith and was forming the foun dations of a great temple of drama. We have not lost. We have grown as artists in five years and had the satis faction of being part of the great move ment for the renaissance of the stage." iA New Prince Rudolph THAT merry drollery, Candle- Light, is headed for a summer's run with one important change in the cast. The cool blase Englishman, Regi nald Owen, has given over the part of Prince Rudolf to the debonair Donald Brian. This reviewer gurgled like a school girl over the performance of Mr. Owen, which makes it the more pleas ant to report that the change has not detracted from the delight of an eve ning at the Princess. Donald Brian is a stylish fellow, whose state of immacu late preservation was noted in the re cent comment upon the Merry Widow. He patterns Prince Rudolf closely along the lines laid down by his predecessor, blending aloof hauteur with menacing gesture and silent laughter. If close comparison were desirable it might be said that Mr. Brian replaces the shaded subtlety of Mr. Owen with a some what broader farcical method. The success of Candle-Light depends largely on the perfect team work between the three pivotal characters. Mr. Brian seems to fit in perfectly with Leonto- vitch and Allan Mowbray. One gets the impression that these three are hav ing at least as much fun as anyone in the audience. The playful frolic on the sofa indulged in by the Prince and Marie loses nothing in the spirit of abandon by the substitution of a new actor. Without detracting from the credit due Donald Brian for his revived Prince Danilo, it must be admitted that he is more comfortably at home as the mature Prince Rudolf. Brown Cinema zA Close-up of Afric Chicago (Begin on page 11.) A moment of sus pense, — the sickly odors of body and perfume seem sharper — then the brown dusty ball strikes soundly against the back, seeming almost to bounce beyond the iron ring. It passes through the white net and ends the game. The side cords are unhooked, the brothers of Alpha Phi Alpha and Kappa Alpha Psi rush in to surround their respective men. Evening gowns, tuxedoes, and bare bodies mingle in sound and sight, as the green, red, and yellow lights flash off and on; now red, now green. With the thunder of rat tling laughter and yells the senses be come confused. The orchestra screeches wildly. The melody sounds as if it were an idle thumping and a distant wailing far above the turbulent din of the dance floor. Around the stage where the or chestra can be heard, couples form and attempt to dance. The crowd recedes. In one corner fraternal men, who are trying to improvise yells, rush fran tically off the dance floor in search of dancing partners. Rattlers and horns persist. Many couples still collide with gar rulous groups that refuse to accept anything more musical than their hoarse voices. The orchestra pleads: "Shes the \ind of a girl needs a \\nd of a man li\e me." Intoxicated rhythms of jaw subdue the crowd. Cheering settles to occa sional outbursts. Louder and louder moans the trombone. A tall black boy turns a fancy step with a pliable brown girl. They dance in sinuous rhythms, slow and effortless as the touch of sav age foot on jungle grass. Full lipped TMECUICAGOAN 31 girls, with skins as smooth as bronz- statues, rest heads on yellow boyo' shoulders. Elderly couples move awk wardly to the music, shuffling in a hap hazard manner — a compromise between a walk and a dance. Melody is carried by the saxophone alone. Bodies sway in accord with the exuberant zeal of syncopation. The blast of the orchestra ends the dance on a high minor. Dancers pause, hesitate, pause — then rest. A loud ap plause. Slowly a wave of sound — laughter, yells, and talking — rises and covers the entire hall. The dancing floor is cleared, but a few couples stand where the music has left them, still en thralled and hesitant . . . True Love in Chicago ALMOST since time immemorial, the poets have been busy hunting ways to reduce, love to its lowest com mon denominator. In Greek times it was the shepherds who were thought to have nothing to do but make love. In the middle ages it was the very rich, people like Tristan and Isolde. Now adays of course neither the very poor nor yet the very rich could be repre sented as being precisely untrammelled. So that when Sylvia Townsend War ner wrote The True Heart, she was driven to taking for her heroine a girl from a charity school, and for her hero a boy who was feeble-minded, albeit in a highly picturesque way, and then set ting them down in an isolated marsh district. But from Greek times to now, the trick has perhaps never been more neat ly and simply turned than Meyer Levin turns it in Fran\ie and Johnnie. (John Day.) They are in their teens, it is first love for both of them, and the circum stances that surround their love making are a triumph of commonplaceness even for Chicago, which is supposed to be such a commonplace city. Movie shows, the family's car but no place to park it, the beaches, but with police men working overtime, the ice cream parlor, the family sofa but always with the danger of the family dropping in and all the time nothing in particular to say to each other even over the tele phone. But as far as that tragic sense of inevitableness goes, there might per fectly well be a love potion in it some where, and when it comes to frustra tion, why it has Pelleas and Melisande beaten off the map if only by sheer force of literalness. — s. w. STAB t E AS There's a Landing Field Below You All the Time . • • What goes up must come down . . somewhere. That's the added safety factor in the S-56 Savoia-Mar- chetti 2-3 place Sport Amphibian — it can come down anywhere. 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This is the saga of Angelica — Angelica Kauffman, who could refuse to paint nude figures, but was not above carrying on an affair with Goethe, just then ready to console himself with another "tragic love". But she did paint divinely. She loved to decorate furniture for the Brothers Adam. And how she would have loved to work on some of the furniture creations at 608 South Michigan Boulevard — the exhibition building of the Robert W. Irwin Company. FOR the persons whose only criterion is superlative quality, or for the cul tured person whose discriminating taste might otherwise be limited by a more modest income . . . here is an array of fine furniture that will most surely meet the most exacting demands. At 608 South Michigan Boulevard, the Robert W. Irwin Company has an entire build ing devoted to a brilliant display of fine furniture for bedroom, hall, living room, dining room and library, including charming occasional pieces and superb upholstered productions. 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After The Last of Mrs Cheney and The Trial of Mary Dugan had been achieved so brilliantly as to embarrass the estimable acting ladies whose chief fame rested upon stage performances of them, Miss Shearer found herself very suddenly and not especially preparedly at the top of a rather towering heap. Where to lay hold upon a play so eminently fitted to her somewhat unique personality yet within range of a newly discovered and mainly native talent, a play of mature interest yet picturable within the states bounded by blue laws and alfalfa fields, was a problem. How Ex-Wife was decided upon, proposed, vetoed, revised, retitled and finally smuggled to exhibition is a well known but not par ticularly pertinent story. The impor tant thing is that in Divorcee, whether or not it be considered as a derivative of Ex- Wife, Miss Shearer has a vehicle only slightly less perfect for her than The Last of Mrs. Cheney. The story of Divorcee is strictly in Miss Shearer's style. The supporting players with whom she surrounded her self are uniformly competent. Only in an occasional speech too finely chiselled, and in two or three jarringly broad wisecracks, does the production display the Hollywood imprint. Save for these slight blemishes, it is the most satisfy ing celluloid hereabouts. Jolson Romps IT is time for someone to talk to Al Jolson. Someone, probably his really- truly Mammy if she has lived to witness his very real greatness, should take him aside and tell him to go back to his lyric foolery, the matchless mugging and the supremely soppy sentimentalism that is his exclusive art. There are symptoms, in Mammy, of budding ambition to act, of dawning realization of splendor, of incipient contempt for hokum. Please, Muse of Movies, an end to these. It's a little hard to complain of Mammy. It's the sort of picture Jolson ought to be in. He sings enough in it, not too much, and the songs are by Irv ing Berlin in average form. When the old reliable lungs are pumping out sobs in the old familiar manner it's easy to choke and not impossible to cry, but discomforting signs intrude between these exercises. He gives Louise Dresser, as his mother, but two fleeting sequences and no plot connection what ever ... the title has nothing at all to do with the story, which is about a minstrel show. And when he's talking, as he continually is, he's unmistakably Al Jolson, the big words and music man, never the trouper he asks you to imagine him. There's an annoying im pression of magnificence. Notwithstanding these deficiencies, Mammy is well worth seeing. I em phasize the bad news merely because I've an idea that no one else will. Ad visors are kind to solvent tenors, kind enough to let a gutter genius like Jolson 's degenerate into respectable mediocrity. The world has never had another Jolson and I, for one, don't want to see him make a high hat ass of himself. THE CHICAGOAN 33 'Paging Jack Oakie THERE is hope for over-plump femininity in Clara Bow's im proved contours as of True to the J^avy. There is hope, too, that the picture's light use of seamen and battleships (the plot hinges on wagers as to the Mississippi's marksmanship) may influ ence the national mind to a somewhat more sober consideration of the Navy as an institution . . . not a bad thing to have happen just now. But there is not a great deal of entertainment in the picture. Harry Green is funny in it, and Miss Bow has a new grip on her It, but they gave to Fredric March the gob assignment that shrieks for Jack Oakie. A tough break for both actors, and for you. Qo East, Young Man THE only thing importantly wrong with Young Man of Manhattan is that it gives Charles Ruggles, the cinema world's greatest newspaper re porter, only a third of the footage. This young man is entitled to at least nine-tenths of any picture he's in . . . less is an injustice to the other actors. But Young Man of Manhattan is first rate entertainment nevertheless. It's a story about writing people and it almost could happen. Claudette Col bert and a number of others make un real things seem very real, until a liquor-poisoning that seems entirely too much so. If you don't mind this un pleasantness, you may as well attend. To See or Not to See This listing exclusive of pictures reviewed above. ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT: An excellent pictorial presentation of a great play. [See it.] journey's end: A perfect pictorial pres entation of a great play. [Don't miss it.] the bad one: Edmund Lowe and Dolores Del Rio in somewhat rough and tumble love. [Don't avoid it.] HIGH society BLUES: The Gaynor-Farrell personalities alight in a dim comedy. [If you like 'em.] the cuckoos: Bert Wheeler and Robert Woolsey in gay gags and whatnot, includ ing songs. [Drop in if idle.] one romantic night: Lillian Gish in a first oral attempt probably too good for general popularity. [If you like nice things.] the texan: Gary Cooper as a William S. Hart moderne. [Yes.] the light of western stars: Richard Arlen does it this time, and quite well. [Yes, indeed.] CAUGHT short: Marie Dressier and Polly Moran in extremely comic dialogue. [Step in for about twenty minutes of it.] nere s a new cnarm "to "tea time i n M crrami c//ng s COLONIAL fcOOM And a refreshing inter lude too, while anytime between 3 and 5:30 you can enjoy a delicious tea amidst the charm of early American surroundings. ON WABASjl JUST SOUTH Of MAOlfbH Qhe HOTEL Imont SUITE SIXTEEN!!!! The heat of the day! Frayed nerves that call for some re lease! Jaded appetites that need a prandial revival! Summertime, with all its good oldness, does have some ob jectionable features. The lull of the day must offer some stimulus for wishing to live. 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For full information ask us for booklet — "Tours Around and Across America" — with list of suggested itineraries, or apply to any steamship or railroad agent. fa noma facific Pi**** ALL N E W ML&P" STEAMERS INTERNATIONAL MERCANTILE MARINE COMPANY 180 No. Michigan Avenue Chicago, 111. Books A New Promise of Paradise By SUSAN WILBUR ANY number of books have been ^ ruined lately by turning out not to be true. In fact, not only the books themselves but our whole literary atti tude has been ruined. End by suspect ing Trader Horn and you will begin by suspecting Lobagola. Here, on the contrary, is a book that would be ruined should it turn out to be true. So much so that you view Andre Roosevelt's photograph of the holdup and airplane panels, since the camera cannot lie, with somewhat the same concern — even if for opposite rea sons — as that with which you may have contemplated Joan Lowell's fancy de scription of the waterspout. For, although every age from Plato's on has had its Utopia, and although each Utopia has more or less fitted existing conditions, there has probably never been a neater tailor than Hick man Powell, or a trickier finished gar ment than his copiously illustrated travel book, The Last Paradise. Draw ings by Alexander King scattered through the text, and a Sunday supple ment to end off with. The island of Bali, it seems, lies just south of the equator, a night east of Java, and belongs to the Dutch. Rijsta- fel, breakfast coffee started the night before, and so on. Though, practically speaking, unless the Dutch administra tor remains theoretical he is likely to put his foot in it. Once, under a mis apprehension, he stopped a wedding: the girl's parents were delighted: they thought he wanted the girl himself. Consequently, Bali is still unspoiled. It is also in its great art age. The trin ity of sine qua nons is there in full force. Wealth, leisure — only four months' work a year — and the religious incentive. While on the negative side, those time and energy consumers known as appetites do not exist. On Bali both cook books and romantic love are not. Furthermore, there are no complexes. Children instead of being brought up by their parents are brought up by other children, and thus have no reason to pile up anything for the psycho analyst. Rhythmic pattern is the thing from babyhood on, and Mr. Powell shows in one glowing chapter after another how waves of music, the dance, graphic art, sweep in turn over the community. Bal- inese art is of course not quite without influences from outside. But it has its own way of assimilating both the east and the west. A way which is perhaps best typified by its compromise between chewing tobacco and chewing the betel nut. The betel nut is placed in the back of their mouths, and they let a piece of tobacco hang out at the front. In fact, it would be hard to outdo the Balinese on any score. Take true ghost stories for instance: they lose nothing even by comparison with those prevalent on Seabrook's Magic Island. And to complete the picture there is Andre Roosevelt, the author's host and photographer. Who, as the two parts of his name might indicate, combines in his heredity and education the advan- tages of Oyster Bay and those of the French front. Social Dawns and Fade- Outs FOR many of us the name of Gra ham Taylor connotes first and fore most the Chicago Commons, but by sav ing that until the last and beginning with the World's Fair, which took place the year he came here, and the new University of Chicago, which invited him to come, and the Chicago fire and the Haymarket riot, or at least their aftermaths, Dr. Taylor claims for his autobiography Pioneering on Social Frontiers a place beside the Smith and Lewis Chicago and your other prepar- edness items for 1933. The number of things Dr. Taylor has been in on is amazing. Everything, it would seem, TWECWICAGOAN 35 from the Cherry mine disaster to the peace conference at Geneva that was so rudely interrupted by August, 1914, as well as the Pullman strike, the race riots, various crises of a political nature in our town. And his reminiscences are pointed: he repeats the indiscreet remark that William T. Snead — author of If Christ Should Come to Chicago — leaned over at a dinner in '93 to make to him about a well-known Chicago pre late, and gives anecdotes concerning labor troubles and so on. But they are nonetheless so organized as to constitute a logical presentation of each subject under discussion, reminiscences merging into general information. Liberty More and Less SO FAR as I know, there is only one thing left out of Liberty as discussed by Everett Dean Martin and that is Byron's beautiful poem: "If a man has no freedom to fight for at home Let him combat for that of his neighbors Let him thin\ on the glories of Greece and of Rome And get \noc\ed on the head for his labors." But then of course Mr. Martin's complaint is that nobody does fight for Liberty nowadays. That in stead we are sitting down and letting any reformer who comes along either legislate or censor us out of the very liberties our ancestors fought for. That the only liberty anybody tries for nowa days is power — power being synony mous with money. Philosophically speaking, there are four kinds of liberty. And what the author thinks of freedom by power is perhaps indicated by the fact that he doesn't make it a fifth kind but segregates it in a chapter by itself. Furthermore as far as individual liberty goes we are simply being organized out of it. Which of course gives a certain piquancy to the fact that Liberty, being June choice of one of the book clubs, is itself robbing a hundred thousand Americans of one of the prerogatives their fathers fought for, namely, the right to choose their own books. Huxley in the Ascendent THE four satirical and tragic stories brought together in Brief Candles are, of course, typical of Aldous Hux ley. But between the thesis of his stupid people and the antithesis of the satirist's comment on them, Mr. Huxley has this time slipped in a synthesis — and that synthesis is common-sense. In the story, for instance, of the Claxtons, who take advantage of the wife's private income [turn to page 37] An Automatic Gas Water Heater Supplies You With Year' Round Com fort At Low Cost JT WAS the eve of Israel's most important feast day and the wives of Solomon had prepared the potato salad and laid out the linens and silverware. The heat of the day was prolonged into the night and the wives gathered at the several entrances to the baths. One, a favorite of the good king, exhorted him. "Oh, noble master," she said, "thy wives seek refreshment in the baths and they are without hot water," And Solomon pondered long over this. Be hold, he who was constantly kept in hot wa ter by his wives was unable to keep them in hot water. And Solomon bade a messenger bring the keeper of the everlasting fire who brought tubes of divers and sundry lengths which he connected to the pools. And hot water flowed in copious quantities to all the wives of Solomon, even the least among them. And thus, Solomon the Magnificent became Solomon the Wise. THE PEOPLES CAS LIGHT AND COKE COMPANY fZUICAGOAN 407 So. Dearborn Street Changing residence? 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 TWt CHICAGOAN Music Remains the Fashion Steinway on the pol ished surface of the fallboard, now as in the day of Grandma dear, identifies the home of cul tivated taste and fine dis crimination. June is Steinway Month. Ly on Musical Notes G. and S. in a More Serious Mood By ROBERT POLLAK THE history of Gilbert and Sulli van as collaborators is, unfortu nately perhaps, a history of petty squabbles. Sir William was always troubled by the notion that he must write a show about a magic philtre. Sir Arthur evinced little interest in philtres. On the other hand, Sir Arthur had the grand opera bug and had it bad. And Sir William could not be bothered with the manufacture of a serious libretto. It is almost a matter of legend that their final disagreement came as the result of a dispute over several yards of red car pet. And when they parted in anger their best work lay behind them. The Yeomen of the Guard was hatched in an atmosphere of dissension. Prince Albert's well-remembered spouse had suggested to Sullivan, in unmistak able terms, that he write a grand opera. Her edict was like a match to barrel of powder. The Irishman called on his part ner for a book with scope and dignity, and Gilbert came through rather grudg ingly with a tale of the Tower of Lon don. As a librettist he was unable to strike off the habits of his youth. The old world of topsyturvydom still exists for him, and Jack Point, the protagonist of The Yeomen, is as melancholy a buf foon as Pagliacci. The result of their collaboration, one of the last, is nevertheless not far short of what Sullivan wanted to achieve and is most certainly his nearest approach to opera in the grand manner. For The Yeomen he wrote a bold and vigorous overture. The score holds several of his loveliest lyrics and the choral writing is not surpassed anywhere in the reper toire of the Savoy. Gilbert, besides con structing a fairly credible book, poured much of his accumulated bitterness into the character of that sorry jester, Jack Point. His sardonic credo smacks def initely of autobiography. A1 LL of which serves as a tiresome introduction to the fact that the light opera forces at the Civic Theatre presented The Yeomen of the Guard as the fourth and final effort of their sea son. With the exception of a few minor first night accidents, the work rolled along smoothly and powerfully. Bou- quets for singing certainly fall to Kull- man (Colonel Fairfax), Hilda Burke (Elsie Maynard) and Lorna Doone Jackson (Phoebe) . The last-named lady has turned out to be the discovery of the season, one of the bright, shining stars of the company. Bertram Peacock did his best with Jack Point. He was not too familiar with his lines nor had he arrived at an understanding of the dimensions of his tragic role. Point re quires more than an ordinarily good actor or he slips from pathos to bathos. And it was not, in our opinion, good direction, to let him die at the final cur tain in the midst of all that nuptial merriment. Jack should die abandoned and alone to the far-off strains of I Have a Song to Sing, a round that epi' tomizes his sad career. Diagnosis LOOKING back at this light opera * season, I cannot but wonder at its artistic success. It is no doubt the popular conception that what we call light opera is so far below the stuff to be heard at the Metropolitan that it is only necessary to throw the necessary ingredients of chorus, principals and or- chestra into a melting pot and fish out something tasty. As a matter of fact, The Gondoliers calls for more artistic sureness and judgment than any Mas\ed Ball or Traviata. Considering that the staff at the Civic Theatre has had neither unlimited time nor money, it has achieved marvels. Certain of the second fiddles in the regular company have disclosed unsuspected talent of a high order. St. Leger, thrown into a unique position of responsibility, has indicated just what a capable musician he is. TMECI4ICAG0AN 37 The company has not registered as it should have at the box-office. De spite the customary bally-hoo and the cordial conduct of the critical brethren that mastodonic Chicago pub lic has not exerted itself unduly. There is no need, however, to console Mr. Insull. He has grappled before with a recalcitrant public and won it to his way of thinking. The Hew Yor\ Times, in an editorial the other day, asked the Metropolitan to establish a similar light-opera company. Here in Chicago the idea, if Mr. Insull will stand the gaff in the meantime, should take two or three seasons to soak in. And for what it has accomplished so far the company has no apologies to make. Huxley Ascendent [begin on page 3 5] to practice vegetarianism and other techniques of the higher life, we have a study of the havoc which too much higher life produces in the important matter of bringing up children. While, on the other hand, The Rest Cure — the only starkly tragic tale in the book — is told from a point of view that is temporally beyond the range of salva tion by common-sense. The porcelain doll lady, petted daughter of one scien tist and petted wife of another, was doomed from the start. Even if the right man had got her, and had under taken to supply the common-sense for two, well, common-sense is not nego tiable. The longest and most important tale is After the Fire. It too might be a tragedy, but misses being so because the flapper heroine who falls in love with the elderly novelist has fortunately an imperfect imagination. And in this story Mr. Huxley does a beautiful ex position of what may be called the higher common-sense, when Miles dem onstrates to Pamela the Apollo of Veil An Apollo, like Homer himself, too healthy to be tragic, as against Plato and Euripides, who seduced men from "luminous pessimism" to the false ex citements of tragedy. ? The Gentleman in the Parlour, by Somerset Maugham. The three time- worn motives for travel are of course to get educated, or drunk, or souvenirs. But this book offers a fourth and entirely new philosophy of wandering, borrowed from Hazlitt, which deserves to supersede any or all of the old ones. Incidentally, it is ex cellent literature — witty descriptive essays interspersed with strange stories — and con cerns a trip up river, down river, and across the jungle, from Mandalay to Bangkok and Angkor. If 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. ¦^ Tecla Pearls are created in our Paris Laboratories. ~k Only gold, platinum and genuine diamonds used in Tecla settings. 22 South Michigan Avenue, Chicago PARIS • LONDON • BERLIN • NEW YORK WAR IN CHICAGO United States Army TITANIC MILITARY TOURNAMENT AND EXPOSITION Soldier Field - - - Grant Park June 21 to June 29, 1930 Evenings 8:00 P. M. Matinees June 22, 28, 29 at 2:15 P.M. Under Auspices of Headquarters, Sixth Corps Area, United States Army Mammoth * * * Amazing * * * Repertoire of Modern Military Maneuvers and Exhibits Presented Each Day The "BATTLE OF CHATEAU-THIERRY" re-enacted in most realistic manner * * * See the Roaring Cannons * * * Stuttering Machine Guns * * * Smoke Screens * * * Christie Tanks * * * Zooming Airplanes * * * Cavalry and Infantry Regimental Man euvers * * * In this feature performance * * * Interspersed with a most lavish display of Fireworks — in scope — never attained before. ? GENERAL ADMISSION #1.00 RESERVED SEATS #1.50 BOX SEATS #3.50 CHILDREN 50 CENTS The purpose of this Military Tournament and Exposition is to provide the people of the Middle West with a satisfactory knowledge of modern methods of national defense. The receipts from the Military Tournament and Exposition, after expenses are met, will go to the Army Relief Society, an organization which assists needy widows and orphans of the Regulary Army personnel. 38 TI4E CHICAGOAN Where Summer Living Is a Pleasure Immediately up o n the shore of Lake Michigan, facing East End Park and situated in the cen ter of several acres of cool lawn, guests can conveniently enjoy swimming, boating, tennis, golf and horseback rid ing. A completely equipped children's playground is main tained on the Hotel property. Varied forms of amuse ment and entertain ment are a regular part of the summer program for guests. Nine minutes from the theatre and shopping center by Illinois Central Electric (300 trains daily) . Convenient garage accommoda tions. 600 large, light, airy rooms with an unobstructed view of Lake Michigan. ik CHICAGOBEACH HOTEL HYDE PARK BLVD. on the La\e CHICAGO, ILL. Vox Pauci A Department of Minority Opinion NOTE: The Editors, sitting en banc urith The Chicagoan's staff critics and in happy accord with their conviction that a good time should be Ixad by all but too rarely is, herewith establish this depart ment for the outspoken expression of reader opinion on plays, pictures, books, music, sports — the whole broad miscellany of civilised in terests. "Plays the little SHOW: This is by far the best revue of the year. I had seen it in New York, but went to see it again here, and was disgusted to note the changes that had been made in the Clifton Webb-Libby Hol- man number. Doesn't Chicago know art when it sees it? Or is that why the theatre capital of the United States is Broadway? — L. M. V., 8218 Ingleside Ave. THE little SHOW: I can't agree with your Mr. Boyden about the inoffensiveness of Moanin Low. I think Charles Collins was right in saying it is an insult to good taste. More critics should insist on moral stand ards.— R. C. B., 1330 Estes Ave. THE little SHOW: Your critic must have missed the last act. Or perhaps he has an exceedingly strong digestion. Clifton Webb might do well in a Rue Pigalle cafe. He is pretty disgusting for Chicago. — H. E. K. HELI.O PARIS: I saw Will Rogers and Irene Rich do this in the movies, and then I saw Chic Sale do it on the stage. I want to compliment Mr. Sale, on being a very successful writer of comic books. — E. A. R., 271 Walnut Ave., Elgin. hello PARIS: So this is a Chicago pre miere! Well, if this gets to Broadway there's hope for all of us. — G. A. S., 516 Cornelia Ave. HELLO PARIS: What has happened to the American comedy? Here is an idea that was old when Babylon went to bed by cur few. Not even Chic Sale is funny enough to carry it, and I think he's the funniest comedian on the stage. Aren't there any more good comedy playwrights in America? — H. B. o'donnell, 773 5 Cornell Ave. SISTERS OF THE CHORUS: Shows usually appeal to the eyes and the ears, but this play adds a distinct stimulus to the nose. Is there no limit to what can be shown and said in the name of theater?. — c.eraldine b., 1566 Oak Ave., Evanston, 111. sisters of the chorus: Why must we go all over these things again? The chorus girl myth was exploded before the war, at about the time these gags were written. How do these trashy things get by without the "revival" label? — E. l. thornwaiti:. SISTERS OF THE CHORUS: It certainly is worth everyone's time to avail them selves of this firsthand view of the much maligned chorus girl and her too frequently ridiculed profession. I think the stage would be a safer place for our young if everyone knew the terrible temptations which these young women have to with stand in order that we selfish theater-goers may have our fill of mirth and music. — a. o. B. HELLO PARIS: Not as good as The Spe cialist. — thko. wimbleton, 1400 Lake Shore Drive. 'Pictures THE Ni:W ADVENTURES OF DR. FU MANCHU: This is not as good as the first edition of Fu. Warner Oland is the same old at traction, but it's too bad he can't get along without his laboratory and its silly tools of torture. The old Phantom of the Opera is a joke aside of the new mystery plays. — Howard oisf.th, 277 E. Chicago St., Elgin. paramount on parade: At last the talk- ing-pictures have really begun to compete with the stage. This is the finest thing of its kind I have ever seen, and I have been watching this type of entertainment for twenty years. Now I look forward to a real struggle for supremacy between stage and screen. — c. s., 1448 Thorndale Ave. anna chritie: I'm glad that Greta Garbo finally got a chance to prove that she is a real actress. No one who ever acted this role on the stage ever made it seem half so real as Miss Garbo does. I wish she would turn now to Ibsen and give us some of the fine drama of which I know she is capable. — mary. u. sinnott, 7130 Yates Ave. happy days: To think that Charles Far* rc'l and Janet Gaynor would come to this! They barely participate in the picture, and the song that they sing is vapid and mean ingless. I was very much disappointed in the whole picture. — A. r. r. young man of Manhattan: The other day I took the inferior half to see this at the Oriental theater. We arrived in time to TI4E CHICAGOAN 39 observe Claudette Colbert flicker through ten minutes of the feature. Followed fifteen minutes of movie shorts, and then — who but Mr. Paul Ash! Now a Paul Ash is O.K. for them what likes it, and I allow that, especially at his Homecoming, he is entitled to occupy that period of time regularly re served for the stage show. He did, and it was lousey. And when that long long time seemed to be drawing to a close and our train time was drawing closer, in short when Our Paul had been on the stage some fifty minutes, he walked forward with that in gratiating smile and announced that "this was try-out night" and that there would be one hour of fun with the amateurs. The ending should read : "A shot rang out from the balcony and a great entertainer fell dead." But, anyway, Mr. Balaban and Mr. Katz, why don't you warn the few cus tomers who still go to see the movies only, that on Thursday or whenever it is, Mr. Ash will master the ceremonies two hours. Hang a big sign up outside and be perfectly frank about it. It may be an inducement to the hooey palooey. — janet s., 5521 Blackstone Ave. journey's END: This is the finest picture ever made. If I didn't like talking pic tures, which I do, I would still prefer this to any picture or play I have ever seen. I hope no one in Chicago misses seeing it. — A. M. A. JOURNEY'S END: I thought this was a pretty good picture until I saw All Quiet on the Western Front, which makes the same theme more exciting and gives the less familiar German side of the story. I think we ought all to realise that the war was not a one-sided matter and the hearts that bled for the Central Powers were as human and precious as our own. — L. e. e. ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT: It is too bad that we cannot have an occa sional splendid photoplay like Journey's End without it being followed immediately with cheap imitations like this. If I didn't know better I'd almost think this is German propaganda, and maybe it is, for all I know. — a. l. Sarah AND SON: The Society for the Pre vention of Cruelty to Mothers ought to look into this. — Esther adams, 7737 Cor nell Ave. happy days: I want to warn everybody against this picture. Charles Farrell and Janet Gaynor are hardly in it at all, and the others aren't any good either. — Elizabeth judkins. Books my thirty years war: If you were born in the Bead Portiere Age, as I was, you'll be glad to read of the tremendous transition period we went through, the Twentieth Century, Margaret Anderson and I. We were part of each other, and we all say Art and Literature and People can never have so much fun again as we all had together. — DONALD b. vestal, Wheaton. NOTE: Original copies of com ments published in this department are on file in the editorial offices of The Chicagoan. /inthentic styles in furnishing — one of America s great a< ecorating sh ops B. ^ut few shops in America offer a really wide choice of furnishings which are authentic in style and finely built . . . Of these, Colby's stands out pre-eminently for the extent and character of its offerings, and for the taste used in choosing and displaying its merchan dise .... Throughout the display rooms, furnishings are shown in appropriate settings and backgrounds which not only afford suggestions upon correct use, hut make it possible to judge how each piece will fit into a room interior .... Above is an interesting Grouping of French period furniture against a room ackground of old Zuoer scenic paper .... An entire floor is devoted to French furniture. John A. COLBY and Sons Interior Decorators Since 1866 129 NORTH WABASH AVENUE "T~ wxTauci 1 o the editors: SUBJECT: (Title of play, picture, book or event) COMMENT: SIGNATURE: (Sign name in full ; initials only will be published if requested.) ADDRESS: THE CHICAGOAN ANNABELL CHUD Showing Cool Summer Foundation Corsets at South Shore Vogue Shop 2372 East 71st Street P1TTSFIELD KOTUNDA 33 N. Wabash Ave, Dearborn 5965 KATHARINE WALKER SMITH'S Lake Forest Shop Offers distinctive country clothes for daytime and eve' ning. 270 East Deerpath Second Floor For thirty years the gathering place of particular folk. The noted center of German cook ery and good cheer. fteb &tar 3rm C. Gallauer, Proprietor 1528 N. Clark Street Delaware 0440-3942 V Rococo House A Modern Swedish Setting Serving Swedish Foods 161 East Ohio Street Sunday Dinner Dinner — Luncheon THURSDAY Special Squab Dinner J Shops About Town Gadgets That Pack Away By THE CHICAGO KNNK IT'S trunk time to some people and duffle bag season to others but every one is packing it seems. In our noble efforts to speed parting friends, who in fest these days with their raptures about the mountains and the seashore and the drinks they will have for us in Paris, this department groused up and down the sunstruck city streets and found a few leetle items that may fit into your grip- Every travel counsellor and guide book tells you that a "simple black din ner dress is the most inconspicuous and practical frock to wear in the evening at hotels and on shipboard."1 They make it sound as exciting as hot cereal and spinach but they are right about the practical angle. Only why be so dawgone inconspicuous? The gem we spotted in Stevens1 French Salon is sure to rouse a few interesting gasps when you appear, though it is just as discreet and simple as any Austen heroine's. This was in fine black lace — and there ought to be a law about lace for travel ers because it packs more perfectly and emerges more uncrushed than any other material. The long, smoothly fitted bodice ended in a soft full skirt which fell in graceful folds to the ankles and a band of ruching low on the hips was an unusual dividing line. The same quaint ruching edged the delightful square neck and the tiny puffed sleeves. An achievement in combining the demure touch with a feeling of dignity and grace. Another dress here that would pack well is a long evening dress banded three times in Grecian effect, the fabric very, very fine silk net in a delicate shell pink. But we must on to gadgets. There are passport cases and passport cases but I am a firm lover of the fine one that the Hartmann Trunk Store has in Mark Cross leather with space for everything you need in the way of cards, addresses, baggage checks, and all the loose notes that are so important and sure to get lost if you don't keep them in one place. Here, too, they have the convenient baby electric irons that tuck into any small corner and may save your day sometime when there is no valet service available. And some splendid cases with b-t-les con- cealcd so that one would never know you were carrying anything but a week-end bag or brief case. (I wouldn't trust them at the border though.) IF you are contemplating any little gift to a masculine traveler you should look over the fine he-mannish articles that are carried by A. Starr Best. The man who takes good care of his ties will really appreciate the simple flat rack on which twenty-eight ties may be held smoothly and firmly. The rack lies flat in a suitcase, is only about five inches long, and may be hung on any hook at a hotel. There is also a new oblong case in very beautiful cow hide which will hold all the shaving things, toothbrushes and two military brushes nicely. This is a splendid idea for feminine paraphernalia too. What I particularly like though is the Eng lish folder of soft leather with pockets to hold all these brushes and things. The folder can be snapped flat over just a few things or expands to almost any size you want to hold quite a wad of stuff. Speaking of expanding — if you are one of those travelers who packs firmly and neatly the first time and then, un der gradually slipping morale, tosses things in pretty wildly after each stop you should acquire one of the Revela- TI4E CHICAGOAN tion suitcases which expand or compress to almost any thickness you choose. They are sturdy and good-looking all the time, never disclose their trick na ture to an outsider's eye, and are par ticularly useful for those who shop as they go and land at home with a pack- load of "collector's items." Anderson and Brothers carry these. Another sort-of -expanding piece is a good sturdy duffle bag. You can cram and cram till you think it won't hold another thing and then stuff in a few more pairs of shoes. A smart one is the zipper duffle at Best's with good stout strappings to make it very strong and a padlock to hold down the zipper. They are ideal for shoes and sweaters and bulky odds and ends. Before you pack shoes these days they can be protected very nicely with the new Tecs which you have probably seen at Carson's or Field's. These are of a silky, heavy mesh which slips over the shoes and keeps them neatly sepa rated from everything else without add ing one bit to their bulk. ZIPPERS add convenience to every thing. In Carson's notion section they have the neatest little sewing case you ever saw, in black or red leather. It holds three spools of thread, a pack age of needles, buttons and a pair of scissors and yet is only about three by two inches. Zips shut neatly, and very inexpensive. Unless you're taking fancy work that's all the sewing equip ment any sane woman should need. Most of the lovely traveling cases, pillow covers, etc., that are shown at the Carlin Comfort shop are zipped also. They are exquisite, too, these moire cases for everything from a tube of toothpaste and a brush to a travel ing comforter and pillow or an entire day's outfit. If you are a heavy writer or travel much on business you'll be overwhelmed by the new portable typewriter that Field's are showing. The case is no larger than that of any other portable but has pockets fitted with paper and envelopes, pen and pencil, leads, eras ers, fountain pen ink, and heaven knows what else — a real traveling desk. The typewriter is a Remington and has the standard keyboard and mechanism. Leaping lightly from letters to heads I found a splendid small leather roll at Field's which carries two military brushes snugly and firmly. Try that on your efficient traveling men. "AN ADDRESS OF DISTINCTION" Infinitely ? . ? 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That picked" up feeling after a bowl of mussels. That savory zest in Oysters L'Aiglon or the slip of a knife into melting squab. Each disk by our French chef is a rare experience for discerning diners -out. .Luncheon, dinner and supper, with dancing from six until two. 22 -E. Ontario C Newsprint What's Become of the News Writers? By j. I. B. D Ji L a v a r e 19 09 MASS production in the prepara' tion, writing and distribution of news stories has had the effect of kill ing off individual incentive. Who is there among us who takes any pride in the preparation of the facts which make up his story, much less in any attempt at what used to be called fine writing? What's the use? By the time your story is rewritten, cut, or padded, or thrown cut in toto, you wouldn't recognise it anyway. And even if you did, you would probably have forgotten that you wrote it. Thus it is that dark days have come upon us. Occasionally, however, a gleam of sunshine reminiscent of that better day manages to filter through our present-day atmosphere of high- pressure efficiency. One day recently we came upon a story in the Tribune from the Canary Islands which sug gests that all hope is not yet dead. It was a story from the Canary Islands which told about a peasant family on the island of Teneriffe whose most im portant member was the ghost of a 22- year-old son who haunted the family domicile. One night, according to this story, the ghost served notice on the family that one of his sisters would have to be sacrificed to appease the spir its of the other world who held him in bondage amid dark shadows and fear. Whereupon the sisters drew lots to see which one would die. The dice pointed to the youngest of three, who accepted the fate without a murmur and sub mitted her body to a lashing of several hours' duration before death finally came. If you missed the story, you ought to search out the files of the Tribune for May and read it. THERE used to be an old saw which said something about the best stories that never are written. Maybe so. Certain it is that one is prompted occasionally to think so after a cursory reading of our daily prints. As a case in point: The Herald' Examiner printed a story on May 28 which told of a tor nado which struck the town of Streator the afternoon previously and completely wrecked a factory from which 700 workers had passed but an hour earlier. The damage was estimated at $250,000 — and the Tribune missed the story en- tirely. Streatorites hereabouts were indignant, but then, they are without the fold and know nothing of this busi' ness of not writing the best stories. Some of these were unkind enough to suggest that, maybe, their home town is without the district usually embraced in Chicagoland and, consequently, they say, there is little time down there to read on Sunday. And in substantiation of the theory that they are being dis* criminated against they point to the fact that the town of Elgin, on that same day, made the front page of the Tribune twice! And with the same story! Of course, the Elgin item was a crime story about two Chicago gunmen who tried to shoot it out with an Elgin cop, and it may be that the Tribune felt called upon to adhere to the policy suggested by Colonel Randolph, that crime news ought to be printed on page one. But the kick of the Streatorites appears to us to be well founded. The w. g. n. certainly ought not to print the same story twice on their front page, even for the sake of Elgin. But you can never tell about stories. We confess to an undying affection for the Tribune because of its stand on the liquor question. Our personal pre dilection has even been for a return to the old saloon, with its free lunch, its sawdust, its fine mirrors and, if you please, its iniquity. This iniquity busi- ness never made much of an impression on us, and so it is that we stand for that, too. So it is, too, that our heart cockles are warmed by this much-abused issue of the w. g. n. for May 28. It contained, much to our pleasure, thir' teen news stories, one editorial, three letters and one wise-crack, all bearing upon booze. We say, again and again, "Atta boy!" SAMUEL INSULL made a speech the other night before the Men's Club at Glencoe. According to the Herald-Examiner, the discussion had to do with how many cubic inches of vacuum are to be found in an electric TUE CHICAGOAN 43 light bulb. Insull, according to this morning contemporary, told an interest ing story of how Edison calculated the answer to this question, after everybody else had failed, by filling the bulb with water and emptying its contents into a graduated cylinder with a cubic inch scale. Edison used to say, according to the H-E report of what Insull said, that "genius was hard work" but, according to Insull, "what he should have said was that stupidity was hard work." The Tribune report of this same In sull speech mentions nothing about vacuum tubes, or tests, or cubic inches. According to the w. g.n., Insull's speech was hardly more than a fervent pane gyric of the aged inventive wizard who, according to the w. g. n. report of what Insull said, "is distinguished for his per sistence, a prodigious memory, an enor mous capacity for work, self-confidence tempered by humbleness and a sense of humor." The all of which suggests that these same qualities might well be cultivated by those aspiring fiction-writers who plan to enter their works in the re cently announced Daily 7<{ews short story contest. Here, it seems to us, is a chance for everybody. The J^ews wants fresh stuff from new people and stands willing to pay for it. Details are to be found in the J^ews of any day. £omic Section IT MUST have been with a view to securing a new and fresh angle to an old story that the Tribune wrote its full-page advertisement regarding the crime problem in Chicago. We confess that the angle was new to us and, also, that it struck us as being a bit far fetched. The thesis seems to be that this old town of ours is crime ridden because of its geographical position, its 40 railroads and its 1,995 trains every day. But, by the same token, all these make the city a great city in which the Tribune holds a unique place with its great circulation. Now for the punch: You have found time to read about crime in Chicago without profit to yourself. Spend a little more time and learn how you can ta\e up the slac\ in your business by sales in the Chicago area . . . To our way of thinking this is on a par with the joke-of-the-month which Dr. F. Scott McBride pulled on us re cently. Here it is: Chicago is dry. I \now it. Do You Know This Man? Read On — HE sits down between Lew Sarett and Phil Davis and lights a cigarette and listens. Richard, the literary waiter, bends down to say "Have you decided?" He says "I think I would like to try that — the baked ham and corn fritters." "The tongue is very good today." "I would like to try the ham and corn fritters." "You would like the tongue. It is very good today." "I would like the ham and corn fritters." "Yes sir. I will bring you the tongue." So Richard puts a thick platter in front of him and he regards the dark meat and that famous sauce and the two slices from an orange, and he eats. He smiles. "The tongue is very good today." He eats and listens and talks a little and a lot of people tell him about writing and how to write a book and what to put into it and what will sell and what is style. At last he says "I must get back to the University" and he goes away. "Who was that new man?" Richard asks confidentially. "Thornton Wilder. He wrote ..." "Of course. Thank you." Richard will have his famous autograph book ready, the next time Thornton Wilder comes to join the Saturday gath ering. Meanwhile he confides "I am glad he liked the tongue." THE excerpt is from Beyond the Bridge, Robert D. Andrews' bristling pen portrait of Thornton Wilder, complete in the next issue. All the world knows what Thornton Wilder has done, a small part of the world knows what he is. . . . Mr. Andrews' sketch of him shows for the first time the many sides he has turned to a public that has crowned him king of a very special literary domain. The Chicagoan 44 THE CHICAGOAN ome- II find all the ingredients for their making and show ing here. K^omfilete lines of EASTMAN Lme = L/XodaK BELL & HOWELL cJilmo DE VRY Csopular L^-awiera at E COMMONWEALTH EDISON £1 LECTRIC SHOPO 72 WEST ADAMS STREET, CHICAGO You can now get Alladay Frocks at $85.00, made to your measurements. 616-622 So. Michigan Avenue Sixth Floor CZhicacio Arcade Bldg. O The External Feminine Arms in the Spotlight By MARC1A VAUGHN THEY always have a good-sized space in the center of the stage. Arms extended in greeting, arms sup porting an intent face at the desk or in an easy chair, arms delicately bal ancing tea cups or smoothly gestur ing in conversation, arms silhouetted against the black of masculine coats in the dance — what a vital part they have in the creation of fluid, liv ing beauty or awk ward unloveliness! Evening lights and smooth liquid powd ers are fairly kind to coarse-textured and discolored arms but nothing, not even the long sleeves of the winter just past, can conceal unshapely arms, scrawny or beefy arms. And now the chic little cap sleeves and short ened sleeves of day time dresses give the final jolt to the arm- unconscious. We can't count on can dlelight to soften rough elbows, tone down freckles and fuzz and smooth out coarse skin. The fastidious must be doubly so and the careless must get to work right away for she has much to repair. The first question to consider is that of contour. Nearly half the women I have observed have a tendency to get a bit thickish or at least flabby in the upper arm, and a goodly share of the others have a lean length strung out from pointed elbows which always gives a vixenish impression. The first crowd needs exercise and massage and so does the second! The windmill ex ercise, the thrust outward and upward, raising one arm forward and up and the other backward and down and then reversing this position with a vig orous swing, swinging the arms fanwise in great circles out, down and across the body are all beneficial. Do them very forcibly if you want to reduce the upper arm or tighten flabby muscles or gently and rhythmically if you want to develop them. For grace try rhythmics and dancing exercises to the music of your victrola and you'll take a long step forward towards more per- feet poise. There are some very effec tive exercises in the group of Elizabeth Arden records, too, exercises which de- velop grace as well as reduce heavy arms and pudgy neck and shoulders — they al' ways go together, it seems. To improve texture as well as contour I hied me to the Arden Salon on Walton Place and reveled in a luxurious cleansing, bleaching, manipulat ing treatment which made me want to shout and flourish my arms for all the world like a spiritual singer in Porgy. A course of these is ardently (oh, oh!) recom mended for immediate beautification before you fare forth to devastate the beaches and hotel verandahs. Even one treatment will teach you a lot of little tricks about caring for the arms and hands at home — simple little tricks that don't take much time and pro duce splendid results. The other good salons all have similar arm treatments and the perfect thing is to have one with your facial and manicure and be just too exquisitely groomed for words. ONE of the pleasant discoveries of the Arden treatment was Vene' tian Velva Bath, the jelly-like soap used here to bathe the arms and hands. It's smooth and rich like a cream and does wonders to our hard local water while it soothes chapped and rough hands and makes the arms positively satiny. A splendid idea for travelers is a tube of this soap (it comes in tubes or jars) for I have yet to see anyone who can come through the many hand washings necessary on a train trip with THE CHICAGOAN unbegrimed and unroughened hands. Another lesson one learns is to look to the elbows. It is very simple to rub a bit of rich cream into the elbows every time we cleanse our faces at night but how many of us do it? We should though, because our elbows get rougher treatment than almost any part of the body, supporting us as they do on all sort of rough and hard surfaces. This nightly attention is especially nec essary when short sleeves are worn very much as the elbows collect a pow erful measure of grime in a day's lean ing about town. After cleansing the arms thoroughly it is important to use an astringent tonic just as you do on your face and neck, the same tonic or perhaps a bit stronger if the skin is quite coarsened and needs refining badly. Several times a week apply a mild bleaching cream like the Arden Bleachme, Helena Rubinstein's Bleaching Cream, Doro thy Gray's Bleach Cream or any other mild preparation. This treatment will do wonders to keep the arms toned in with the neck and face and is necessary this summer, now that exaggerated suntan is frowned upon by the fash ionables. Incidentally, before expos ure it's a good idea to apply some pro tective emollient which will help to prevent heavy burning, freckles and discoloration. Dorothy Gray's Sun burn Cream is splendid for this pur pose, I have found, as is Protecta Cream; neither one comes off while you're swimming. Some sensitive skins usually blossom into freckles when they are exposed to the sun. If you have that kind of arm douse it in the Arden Anti-Brown Spot Ointment which both stimulates circulation and removes dis- colorations and freckles. On the face the Ointment should be left for three or five minutes but on the arms it can be retained longer — until they tingle and get all pinky and fresh looking. Another quite common blemish is the unwanted hair which mars both legs and arms too frequently. There are all sorts of depilatories on the market but the most effective and least messy measure I have found is wax. The wax treatment used to be quite a heroic affair but modern waxes are tre- mendously improved and if you follow instructions exactly you won't find it hard at all. Zip, the Prim Set pro duced by Primrose House, "Wonder Wax by Dorothy Gray, Venetian Elec tra Eradicator, are all excellent waxes which discourage the growth of hair and do not coarsen it as shaving and The Duke Steps Out CHIRPING CRICKETS and new-mown hay may be alright in the daytime, but one does have to get back to civilization to allow the pulse a worthwhile throb. The Duke does that, even in the summertime when the heat of the city pavements is feeble enticement compared with a cool chateau. But there is the theater and that cannot be missed — not regularly. PRECISELY BECAUSE half the world's history is made and unmade in the theater do we come to know that the attend ing one is always four new words and an epigram ahead of the stay-at-homes. Scuttle the thought that the Duke is not in the know. He may be of the blood, but wherever there is eye and ear-balm, there also is the Duke. The Duke steps out — regularly. PERHAPS YOU would like to be czar or something that you might have tickets for the theater, not when time assumes the nod, but when desire is in the ascendant. But why not be like the Duke and go to the theater in regal fashion, serenely, without a hitch? You can beam just like the Duke at your Duchess, and all the time the ducats repose in pocket as the happy solution of theater-going. THE CHICAGOAN Theater Ticket Service will see to that, and the cost ... a smile to you. 1. Application must be received by The Chicagoan not less than seven days in advance of per formance for which tickets are desired. 2. Application must be accompanied by check or money order in cor rect amount payable to The Chicagoan [See page 2 for prices.] 3. Application must be in writing; telephone orders canot be ac cepted. Upon receipt of application The Chicagoan will effect reservation of seats and mail to applicant cer tificate entitling him to tickets when presented at the theatre box office after 8:00 P. M. on evening of per formance (2:00 P. M. if matinee.) It is suggested that applicants name a second choice of date for which tickets are desired in case The Chicagoan's supply of tickets for specified performance is exhausted before receipt of application. THE CHICAGOAN, Theater Ticket Service .CJ4ICAGOAN 407 So. Dearborn Street Kindly enter my order for theater tickets as follows. (Play) _ - (Second Choice) - (Number of seats) „ - (Date) _ (Second choice of date)... (Name) - (Address) (Tel. No.) _ (Enclosed) $.. 46 imCUICAGOAN Yours to give — Hers to remember. A wedding that you may be proud of — one that will make her joy complete! A beautiful occasion made perfect with Shoreland experi ence— delightful with Shoreland catering— memorable in a Shore- land setting. Nor prohibitive in price. 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Frequently the hair removed by a good wax fails to reappear for three or four months and when it does come in it is a feeble, sad little fuzz that dies away pretty completely under a repetition of the treatment every few months. Wax be fore your vacation and you are pretty sure of dazzling satiny legs and arms that make bathing suits and sheer stockings twice as attractive as they were before. Emaciated arms thrive under nour ishing treatments like an underfed child. Marie Earle has a Fattening Cream which is quite marvelous to build up hollows in elbows, neck and shoulders. After cleansing the skin thoroughly the Fattening Cream is ap plied over a layer of warm T^ourishing Oil and then the delectable Cucumber Emulsion is smoothed on over that. Leave the mixture on the skin as long as possible and after removing it with tissues in the usual way pat in your facial tonic. This treatment repeated every night produces results in an amazingly short while. The lazily inclined will like Eliza beth's Arden's Superbe Mits, medi cated affairs of elbow length which are worn overnight after an application of Creme Glacier which has been warmed and massaged thoroughly into the arms and hands. This is splendid for scrawny, sagging arms and bleaches the hands and arms as well as softens the cuticle of the fingers. If you don't in dulge in this you might try the very inexpensive Retiring Gloves which are worn over Bleachine Cream and keep the hands lily white and ladylike even if you grub about in the garden all day. The finishing touch is an important one if you want your arms and neck to blend poetically with the ethereal - fabrics and colors of summer evening gowns, and don't want to leave any powdery trail on your escort's dinner coat. The Tourneur Salon on Field's fifth floor blends an exquisite liquid foundation for you alone to harmonize with the tints of your flesh as subtly as J your personally blended face powder Marie Earle's Email 77 is a lovely translucent liquid powder, Rubinstein Snow Lotion is another. Dorothy- Gray's Enameline is particularly en trancing under evening lights as is the Venetiran Ultra-Lille Lotion, a rich creamy preparation which will make the most prosaic t. b. m. rave about gardenias and magnolias and pearls. Lotion JAediana, another effective liquid powder base from the Maison Bertie is sold at Mandel's. And not one of these will dry the skin or rub off or give that horrible caked appear* ance of poor liquid powders. One word more — if all this pearly beauty of yours is marred by slightly yellowed finger tips try Lesquendieu's Eau de Harlem. This is really a cuticle remover but does a grand job of bleach' ing when it's rubbed briskly into nico- tine stains. Nothing to Depend on Behold me as I am, a slave — When he is grave, then I am grave; When he is jovial for a while, I do my simple best to smile. I hurry here and hurry there, And wear what he would have me wear, And guess what he is thinking of, And am a very fool for love! But do not deem that in so doing I promise faithfulness; renewing The restlessness of other days, Too soon, I shall exchange my ways For petulance and selfish whim To prove that I am through with him! — DOROTHY DOW. THE CHICAGOAN Go Chicago [begin on page 22] themum time, then to China, to the Philippines (which are relatively un- exploited as tourist centers but have some rare beauties and amusement to offer); to the Malay Isles, as pictur esque and exciting and mysterious as they are in Outcast of the Islands or The Rescue; then to satisfy that South Sea complex in Fiji and Samoa; and on for an illuminating visit to Aus tralia and New Zealand, countries which are touched in very few cruises. If you have done Europe and America till you're bored with travel this is certainly the trip that will stir the old wanderlust again. Reserva tions may be made either at the local Matson office or at American Express, which is handling the shore arrange ments on the cruise. AROUND South America is an- i\ other of the newer travel ven* tures. If you have fallen into that baleful Yankee habit of considering the Latin Americas as just a rich outlet for our motor cars and ammunition you should "take the cure" offered in the third annual cruise of the City of Los Angeles. This Lassco liner, built as it was for Hawaiian service, is a splendid tropical cruiser with all its airy outside staterooms, grand sweep of decks and wide open dining salon and public rooms. An engaging new idea is the actual sand beach they have fixed up about the open-air swimming pool — the sand brought from Waikiki's shin ing beach. Moonlight beach parties out on warm seas under a tropic moon — I ask you, jaded travelers, is there or is there not a thrill in that? There is no word better than the overworked "thrilling" to characterize the trip around the continent of South America. When the cruise begins, on October 8th, South America is sweep ing into its lush spring season when the weather is universally beneficent and social activities are at their height everywhere. In less than three months you hit more amazing contrasts than would seem possible in the average life time. There are trips to the vast height where Lake Titicaca sparkles alone and distinguished in its elevation, to the ancient Inca ruins at Cuzco, gambling and merrymaking and shopping for the inexpensive treasures at the sophisticat ed and duty-free ports all down the west coast, the tremendous trip across Shanghai, China Now. .cruise the Pacific ! The MALOLO takes you to 19 strange ports .... in 12 countries! M OUR great travel adventure is ready — a luxurious cruise on one of the world's fine liners to all the lovely, "wicked" cities of the Pacific! Have you ever shopped in Singa pore, the "Paris of the East," or picked up amazing bargains in the quaint bazaars of Batavia? Have you seen Siam's Temple of the Emerald Buddha or watched the mystic marriage rites of child brides of Celebes? All these wonderful experiences will be yours on the Malolo's Around Pacific Cruise ! You'll visit 19 strange ports in 12 countries of the Orient, Philippines, Malaya, East Indies, Australia and South Seas. Many shore excursions will be made with expert guides. You'll be in Japan at chrysanthe mum time and in the orchid lands be low the "line" just when their spring is at its full. Sailing day is September 20 from San Francisco and you return December 19, home for Christmas. Get these picture folders Membership in the Malolo's Around Pacific Cruise — the only cruise of its kind — is lim ited. Fares $1,500 to $6,500 cover everything. For illustrated folders, picturing the trip and the luxuries of the 23,000-ton Malolo, ask the Matson Line, the American Express Co. or your travel agency. Bangkok, Siam M4TSCN LINE AMERICAN EXPRESS COMPANY In cooperation MATSON LINE: 140 So. Dearborn St., Chicago, HI. TI4E CHICAGOAN 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 Seventh Season of Nine Intriguing Weeks Catalogue on Request ST0MM1 ILL-C AM ?>for . C IRIS 25 E. Washington St., Chicago Gouthoui for the best tickets to the best theaters Stands at all best hotels the Andes or through the Straits of Magellan to burst upon the sumptuous life of Buenos Aires. The finest rac ing, shopping, and gay luxury in the world one day and the next perhaps a journey into the jungfe to be over whelmed by the wildness of Iguazu Falls. At Rio another dazzling visit and all the way up the coast a wealth of beauty and experience in lavish liv ing such as only our South American aristocrats can produce. This cruise, too, is handled either by Lassco or American Express. AROUND and through Africa still sounds like the sort of trip about which shrewd adventurers like Dickie Halliburton write hazardous tales. But don't you believe them. Any number of quiet, untalkative gentlemen — and women — are doing this trek with prac tically no hullabaloo, next January. That is when the Cunarder Transyl vania sails from New York on a splen did trip that takes in quite a goodly share of other spots as well as Africa. First to Trinidad and down the coast of South America with stops at Rio de Jantiw, Santos, Montevideo, Buenos Aires, and then . across to the Medi terranean and Africa. When the steamer reaches Capetown passengers may take the optional trek through Africa which is one of the rarer travel experiences and something to talk about when you get home even though it can be accomplished quite comfortably and frequently luxurious ly. The journey is partly rail and partly steamer and partly automobile, through the vast kaleidoscope that makes up this continent — Kimberley, Johannesburg, the diamond fields and the Boer country; up through Mom basa, Mozambique, Zanzibar, from na tive villages and awe-inspiring scenery, to big game country, to dazzling cities; finally to end in the most dazzling and gayest and awe-inspiring of all — Cairo and the Nile country. This cruise is limited in membership, handled by Cunard and American Express, and not nearly so astounding in price as you would imagine. Whether the trophies of your win ter will be Chinese jade or a South American shawl or an African ele phant's tusk is a question that may seem remote now but don't make it too remote by bouncing up to the booking desk only to hear "Sorry but everything at that price is taken — that optional is all filled." THE CHICAGOAN announces an advertis' ing gain of 22.3% for the first half (thirteen issues) of 1930 as com' pared with the corre' sponding period of 1929. We mention the fact without great warmth of feeling, with no immense gusto, and a little awkwardly . . . unaccustomed as we are to this type of writing. We mention it at all merely to make plain, at a time when ad vertisers are poring over matters of this kind, that the most direct and economical means of reaching the class mar' ket of Chicago is THE CHICAGOAN The Second Annual Edition of Motion Picture Almanac is now available to those people who seek accurate and complete information about the hundreds of per sonalities, who make pos sible the most popular form of entertainment today. Price, $2.00 On sale now at Brentano's Pittsfield Bldg. and Herald-World Bookshop 407 So. Dearborn St. >he IVecord Breaking FAIRFORM FLYER 56' Fair/orm Flyer, bull, by Huclins Yacht Corp., Jacksonville, Fla. 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