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FINE DESK SETS . . . always ac ceptable gifts assembled in our unusual Tiffany Room. CRYSTAL ELEPHANTS ... unique treasures from the Orient —a collection in our Jade Room. INDIVIDUAL GIFTS for differ- ent personalities . . . gifts from all over the world. 2nd FLOOR, WABASH MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY 2 TI4E CHICAGOAN THEATER <J)fCusicaI MTHREE LITTLE GIRLS— Great North ern, 26 W. Jackson. Central 8240. Natalie and Bettina Hall and lots of music; a very nice Viennese operetta. Curtain, 8:20 and 2:20. Evenings, $3.85; Saturday, $4.40. Wednesday mat., $2.50; Saturday, $3.00. SWEET ADELINE— Illinois, 65 E. Jack son. Harrison 6510. Musical comedy of the more or less gay '90's with Helen Morgan, Irene Franklin and Charles But' terworth. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.85. Saturday mat., $2.50. *SONS 0' GUNS— Grand Opera House, 119 N. Clark. Central 8240. Fast, funny musical comedy about war, with some good tunes sung by Harry Richman. Gina Malo is in it, too. Curtain, 8:20 and 2:20. Evenings, $4.40; Saturday, $5.50. Saturday mat., $3.85. Reviewed in this issue. THE GARRICK GAIETIES— Blackstone, 60 E. 7th St. Harrison 6609. Albert Carroll, a clever fellow, and an enter- taining group of young people in a first rate revue. Curtain, 8:20 and 2:20. Evenings, $3.00. Wednesday mat., $2.00; Saturday, $2.50. Reviewed in this issue. Closing Nov. 17. Drama MT HE HOUSE OF FEAR— Playhouse, 416 S. Michigan. Harrison 2300. Mystery comedy thriller with a lot of that old hokum. Curtain, 8:30, and 2:30. Eve nings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. -KTOUNG SINNERS— Apollo, 74 W. Randolph. Central 8240. Raymond Guion and Dorothy Appleby in a com edy about flaming youth and all that. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.50. MHOTEL UNIVERSE— Goodman Memo rial. Lakefront at Monroe. Central 4030. Philip Barry's beautiful and inter esting play which very nearly accom plishes what its author has attempted. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings and Friday matinees, $2.00. MT HE LAST MILE— Harris, 170 N. Dear born. Central 8240. Stirring drama about a prison revolt and the events leading up to it. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $2.50. Matinees, $2.00. Re viewed in this issue. MDEATH TAKES A HOLIDAY— Prin cess, 319 S. Clark. Central 8240. Philip Merivale as the more or less Grim Reaper who vacations for a few days among mortals. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Eve nings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. Re viewed in this issue. Go, Chicago, by Hat Karson.. Cover Design Current Entertainment Page 2 And For Food 4 Editorial 7 This Modernistic Mode, by Richard Atwater 9 In Quotes 10 The Season, by Sandor 12-13 Blue Bird, by Helidofi'Kins\y 14 Thespians' Symposium 15 Backgammon, by Dr. O. E. Van Alyea 16 Distinguished Chicagoans, by J. H. E. Clark 17 Sport Dial 18 Vanni Marcoux, by Robert Polla\ 19 Chicagoana, by Pearl C. Laeffler 20 Etching, by William ~Mar\ Toung 21 Town Talk, by Richard Atwater 23 The Big Trail, by Sandor 24 Strike Up the Band, by N^t Karson 25 The Stage, by William C. Boyden 30 The Cinema, by William R. Weaver 34 Music, by Robert ?o\la\ 38 Radio, by Alton Hartley 40 Books, by Susan Wilbur 42 Go, Chicago, by Lucia Lewis 44 Artists, by Philip Tieshitt 46 Shops About Town 48 Beauty, by Marcia Vaughn 50 Urbanities, by Solitaire 52 Vox Paucorum 53 This Gas Age, by Charles C. Swear- ingen 54 THE CHICAGOAN S Theatre Ticket Service Stars opposite theatres 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 55. MLYSISTRATA— Majestic, 22 W. Mon roe. Central 8240. The Seldes-Aristo- phanes collaboration. Sex life and a lot of fun among the Greeks. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.85. Wednesday mat., $2.50; Saturday, $3.00. Reviewed in this issue. A MONTH IN THE CO UNTRT— Black- stone, 60 E. 7th St. Harrison 6609. Turgenev's not very exciting but nice Russian comedy with Nazimova and an able cast. Curtain, 8:25 and 2:25. Eve nings, $3.00. Wednesday mat., $2.00; Saturday, $2.50. To be reviewed later. *THE OLD RASCAL— Garrick, 64 W. Randolph. Central 8240. William Hodge is not the William Hodge we used to know, but an old rake instead. Cur tain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $2.50. Matinees, $1.50. SUBWAY EXPRESS— Erlanger, 178 N. Clark. State 2460. Murder on a sub way train and a great deal of fun. Cur tain time and prices will be announced. To be reviewed later. +CRADLE CALL— Selwyn, 180 N. Dear born. Central 3404. A comedy of life and love in Hollywood, by Crane Wilbur. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. *MENDEL, INC.— Adelphi, 11 N. Clark. Randolph 4466. Alexander Carr and Charles Dale in a comedy with some good laughs. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Wednesday mat., $2.00. Reviewed this is this issue. ?CIVIC SHAKESPEARE SOCIETY— Civic Theater, Wacker Drive at Wash ington. Franklin 5440. Fritz Leiber and his players offer eight of the Bard's plays through Dec. 20. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings and Saturday mat., $2.50. Wednesday mat., $2.00. Reviewed in this issue. BLUE BIRD— Selwyn, 180 N. Dearborn. Central 3404. First of the Junior League's plays for children, through Dec. 6. Ticket prices, $1.50, $1.00, $0.50. Also by coupon books. Saturday mornings at 10.30. CINEMA PICTURES— The Punch and Judy. United Artists, Woods, McVickers, State-Lake, Roosevelt, Monroe and Orpheum, in that order. PICTURES PLUS— The Chicago and the Oriental. ENTERTAINMENT— See guide on page 37. MUSIC CHICAGO SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA — Orchestra Hall, 216 S. Michigan. Harrison 0363. Regular subscription [continued on page four] The Chicagoan — Martin J. Quigley, Publisher and Editor; W. R. Weaver, Managing Editor; published fortnightly by the Chicagoan Publish ing Co., 407 South Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. New York Office: 565 Fifth Ave. Los Angeles Office: 1605 North Cahuenga St. Pacific Coast Office: Simpson-Reilly, Union Oil Building, Los Angeles; Russ Building, San Francisco. Subscription $3.00 annually; single copy 15c. Vol. X, No. 5.— Nov 22 1930. Copyright 1930. Entered as second class matter March 25, 1927, at the Post Office at Chicago, 111., under the act of March 3, 1879. TI4ECWCAG0AN 3 The economy of a worth-while watch is obvious. We sell Men's Strap Watches from $2.7.50 — Men's Pocket Watches from $40 and Ladies' Wrist Watches from $30. 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Jewelers and Silversmiths Michigan Avenue at Van Buren Street, Chicago Associated Stores in EVANSTON PALM BEACH ATLANTA PARIS SOUTHAMPTON Associated with BLACK, STARR & FROST-GORHAM, Inc. Fifth Avenue, NEW YORK 4 TME CHICAGOAN [listings begin on page two] program; Friday afternoons, Saturday evenings. Also Tuesday afternoon con certs, two series of Young People's con certs and the Popular concerts on second and fourth Thursday evenings. The fortieth season. Frederick Stock, con ductor. Telephone for program informa tion. CHICAGO CIVIC OPERA— The twen tieth season and the second in the new Opera House. The season will last thir teen weeks. Telephone Franklin 9810 for program information. LITTLE SYMPHONY ENSEMBLE— Ful lerton Hall, The Art Institute. Concerts every Sunday afternoon at 3:00 and 4:15. George Dasch, conductor. CONCERTS AND RECITALS— Rebecca Benson, pianist, recital, The Playhouse, Nov. 16, 3:30. Tomford Harris, pian ist, recital, Civic Theater, Nov. 16, 3:30. Don Cossack Russian Male Chorus, Serge Jaroff, conductor, concerts, Orchestra Hall, Nov. 23, 3:30 and Nov. 26, 8:15. Ted Shawn and the Denishawn Dancers, with Ernestine Day, recital, Studebaker Theater, Nov. 23, 3:30. Esther Cadkin, soprano, recital, The Playhouse, Nov. 23, 3:30. Madeline Seifer, pianist, recital, Civic Theater, Nov. 23, 3:30. Fritz Kreisler, violinist, recital, Orchestra Hall, Nov. 28, 8:15. Lener String Quartet, concert, Studebaker Theater, Nov. 30, 3:30. Jan Smeterlin, pianist, recital, The Playhouse, Nov. 30, 3:30. Frank Knei- sel, violinist, recital. Civic Theater, Nov. 30, 3:30. Frances Coates Grace, soprano, diseuse, recital, Civic Theater, Nov. 30, 3:30. LECTURES ART INSTITUTE— Series offered by Uni versity College of The University of Chicago at Fullerton Hall; Some Aspects of Hineteenth'Century American Real ism, by Napier Wilt, Department of Eng lish, Tuesdays at 6:45, through Dec. 16. Public Regulation of Business, by Wil liam H. Spencer, School of Commerce and Administration, Fridays at 6:45, through December 19. Course ticket or single admission. FIELD MUSEUM— In the James Simpson Theater: Siam and Indo -China, by H. E. Ostrander, Nov. 22, at 3:00. With Pin- chot in the South Seas, by Howard Cleaves. Pinchot South Seas Expedition, 1929, Nov. 29 at 3:00. Admission free. DRAKE HOTEL — Room eighteen, mez zanine floor. Series of informal lectures on Interesting Types of Recent Litera ture, by Mabel Ormenheim: Saints and Sinners, Nov. 21; The Hovel of Fantasy, Dec. 15. Alternate Friday mornings at 11:00 through Jan. 2. TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — Later GRAYLING'S— 410 N. Michigan. White hall 7600. Catering that appeals to the masculine as well as feminine taste. ST. HUBERT'S OLD EHGLISH GRILL —316 Federal. Webster 0770. God save our gracious St. Hubert's! JIM IRELAHD'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 N. Clark. Delaware 2020. _ Notable selection of seafoods and admirably pre pared. MAISONETTE RUSSE— 2800 Sheridan Road. Lakeview 10554. Russian Euro pean dishes and a concert string trio at dinner. MAILLARD'S— 308 S. Michigan. Harrison 1060. For luncheon, tea and dinner. Well served and attended. TIP TOP INN— 206 S. Michigan. Wabash 1088. Well victualized and serviced with soothing surroundings. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Dela ware 1242. Swedish cuisine and un stinted hors d'oeuvres decidedly worth your inspection. HARDIHG'S COLOHIAL ROOM— 21 S. Wabash. State 0841. Nice variety of dishes and an efficient, popular place. RED STAR INN— 1528 N. Clark. Dela ware 3942. Noble Teutonic foods and pleasant continental quiet. HENRICI'S— 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. There's no dinner music — you know about that — and the coffee's superb. PICCADILLX=4W^^Mkhigsnr TLafri- son 1975. Fine cuisine and that view of the lake is usually mentioned, too. KAU'S— 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. Sound German cooking, hearty dishes for those of hearty appetite. CIRO'S— 18 W. Walton. Delaware 2592. Catering to the epicure, whether it be luncheon, tea or dinner. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Diversey 8922. Where the late-at-night crowd fills up on steaks and sandwiches. L'AIGLON— 22 E. Ontario. Delaware 1909. Hospitable, with perfect service and New Orleans-Parisian cuisine. JULIEN'S— 1009 Rush. Delaware 4341. A broad and heaping board and Mama Julien's smiles. Better telephone. NINE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michigan. Delaware 1761. Luncheon and dinner, formal, perfect; a splendid place. HUYLER'S— 20 S. Michigan and 310 N. Michigan. Both are convenient for luncheon, tea or dinner. VASSAR HOUSE— Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Modern sur roundings for luncheon, tea, dinner and even breakfast. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Su perior 9697. Excellent cuisine and music in that old Spanish atmosphere. EITEL'S — Northwestern Station. Very much the blessing of a neighborhood lack ing good restaurants. zMorning — Noon — Nigh t DRAKE HOTEL— Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. That Drake atmosphere and Clyde McCoy and his orchestra. A la carte service, Peter Fer ris oversees. Weekly cover charge, $1.25; Saturday, $2.50. In the Italian Room, table d'hote dinner, $2.00. STEVENS HOTEL— 730 S. Michigan. Wabash 4400. Large, lively place with Cope Harvey and his orchestra in the main dining room. Dinner, $2.00. No cover charge. Dinner, $1.50 in the Col chester Grill, and music. BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Harrison 4300. Impeccable serv ice and cuisine that are always the Blackstone's. Margraff directs the String Quintette and Otto Staack pre sides. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle at Madison. Franklin 0770. Husk O'Hare and his or chestra, perennial favorites, play in the Blue Fountain Room. Dinner, $1.50. Supper, $1.00. No cover charge. SENECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chestnut. Su perior 2380. The alert service and the a la carte menu in the Cafe are hard to equal; satisfying to the most particular. Tab'e d'hote dinner, $1.50. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Randolph 7500. Palmer House Orches tra in the Empire Room; dinner. $2.50 with Mutschler attending. Victorian Room, dinner, $2.00; Gartmann in charge. Chicago Room, dinner, $1.50. Horrmann oversees. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Blvd. Hyde Park 4000. Excellent cuisine and perfect service. Convenient ly located for southsiders. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. Eisemann greets. COHGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Con gress. Harrison 3800. Tom Gerun plays in the Pompeiian Room, later in the Balloon Room. Service a la carte; no cover charge. Joska de Babary in the Louis XVI Room. Dinner, $2.50; no cover charge. HOTEL SHORELAND — 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The custom ary fine Shoreland catering that tempts the diner-out-south. Music, also. Din ner, $2.00. HOTEL SHERMAN— Clark at Randolph. Franklin 2100. Ben Bernie and his band at the College Inn; Maurie Sherman for tea dancing. Gene Fosdick plays at the Bal Tabarin Saturday evenings. BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. Service is about perfect; the German cuisine is, too. KNICKERBOCKER HOTEL— 161 E. Walton Place. Superior 4264. The Silver Room, Oriental Room and Town Club, especially for private parties. In the main dining room, dinner, $1.25. In the Coffee Shop, $1.00. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5349 Sheridan Road. Longbeach 6000. Phil Spitalny playing in the Marine Dining Room. Weekly cover charge, $1.00; Saturday, formal, $2.00. Dinner, $2.50 and $2.00. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 W. Madison. Franklin 2363. The fine old traditions of American cooking are here preserved. Sandrock is maitre. LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. One of the more knowing establishments with proper service and admirable cuisine. Dinner, $2.50. No dancing. Langsdor is in charge. BELMONT HOTEL— 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. The Belmont menu is always excellent. No dancing. Dinner, $2.00. Dusk Till Dawn CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. Willie Neuberger's orchestra, floor show and Evelyn Nesbit. Chinese and Southern dishes. Cover charge, af ter nine, $1.50. Gene Harris to meet you. TERRACE GARDENS— Morrison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. George Devron and his band and the wellknown Morrison menu. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. No cover charge. Shaefer over sees. CLUB METROPOLE— 2300 S. Michigan.- Victory 3400. Good all-colored revue and Art Kassell's orchestra; lively place. Af ter nine, cover charge, $1.00. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. FROLICS— 18 E. 22nd St. Victory 7011. Charley Straight and his boys play and there's a new floor show. Cover charge, $1.00 during the week; Saturday, $1.50. CASA GRANADA— 6800 Cottage Grove. Dorchester 0074. Paul Whiteman and his famous orchestra and entertainers are sojourning here. Weekly cover charge, $1.00; Saturday, $1.50. Dinners, $2.50 and $3.00. COLOSIMO'S— 2126 S. Wabash. Calu met 1127. Jimmy Meo and his band play after seven. There's a revue, too. A la carte service with 50 cents cover charge. Before seven, dinner $1.50; no cover charge. TI4E04ICAGOAN F loi or Formal Occasions the Evening Wrap is Long ¦ The short evening wrap has a gay insouciance suited to semi-formal affairs, but the long wrap that touches flashing heels or finishes in a grace ful train is Fashion's choice for really important occasions » » » A Patou original in green velvet and Canadian Marten with marvellous sleeves » » » A Revillon Freres creation in Russian Ermine, shaped about the face to a miracle of flattery. Revillon Freres models are shown simul taneously in Chicago and New York. cST^evillon freres SALON 214 919 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE, CHICAGO Paris iVcw York London 6 TI4Q CHICAGOAN Thi / charming little ripper pi- _Lhe ibalon sponsors ijilver or Grola J3rocaae lor lormal occasions Twenty ~four~jijty ,v>* f r<? S folie / **st *hi o / nooi/ itr french irom tip to toe this provokingly pretty Oalon Original tells you of its Parisian inclinations. It likes nothing on earth so well as accompanying a lovely Jrench Evening Gown to a brilliant ball. It takes its duties very seriously at the opera. Ana it practi cally lives on the compliments its lair and Iashionable owner receives when she proudly puts it on ! Th e SALON of WOLOCK -</ BAUER MICHIGAN AVENUE AT MADISON The New Prosperity HIS HONOR THE MAYOR has purchased a yacht. It cost him a hundred thousand dollars. A hundred thousand dollars is not a lot of money for a yacht, but it's a lot of money for a mayor. We mention it, however, not as an indictment but with gratitude, and with gratitude not so much because it's the first good news to come from His Honor's office in convenient memory as because it led us straight to the astoundingly simple truth about all this de pression, unemployment and so on. This astoundingly simple truth is that most of us have been looking in all the wrong places for our signs of pros perity and, not finding them there, have assumed arbitrarily that no prosperity exists. We've become so accustomed to judging the times by the ticker that we've got the quotations before the conditions. It boils down to a mere matter of bad reading habit, a matter readily attended to by simply discarding the market pages three successive mornings and reading the rest of the newspaper. See what happens: First, of course, there is the item of His Honor's yacht, a plain proof that there is no shortage of money. Second, third and fourth, it is learned that football tickets are ob tainable as late as two months before the game if you know the fullback, that a theater party may be arranged with as little as two weeks' notice if you have the star to tea, and that those sleek motors pointed east along the outer drive are parked by craftsmen radiantly engaged in materializing a Century of Progress setting (the new fort is a sight for city eyes) while fifth, it may be noted that any culprit dragged to jail is promptly besieged by solvent citizens eager to lay down cash bonds in amounts up to the price of His Honor's Doris ... no poverty there. Sixth to ninth, inclusive, it is seen that agile young men with pistols find it no trick at all to single out from passing traffic motorists bearing cash and jewels negotiable at $7,000, $17,500 (of course this was His Honor's car) and $64,000 in as many trys. And tenth, for a round num ber, there is the story of the air-minded broker who, Chi cago bound, prepared for a sojourn in this community by stuffing six million in securities into the pocket of his flying suit. Thus our point. We add the simple suggestion that news papers omit the market news from all editions for seven days and put the country back on its feet. And we thank you, Your Honor, for the tip. Guaranteeing the Opera IT is the season of opera and rumors of opera. Among the latter, as always, the familiar story that seats are not selling, that the deficit promises to be larger than usual and guarantors are being groomed for the worst, predominates. And no doubt it is, as always, substantially true. Opera is like that. Probably opera at a profit would lose a vital element of its zest. We stress this risk and issue due warning, therefore, as we unveil a plain, practicable plan for putting the opera on a paying basis if anybody wants it put there. This plan aims, as have so many others, at education of the masses to appreciation of opera. It differs from those others in that it aims, first, at the clearly requisite bringing of masses and opera into contact. It accomplishes this by selling the masses something they do appreciate — a dramatic story — instead of something they do not — a splendid score. The modus operandi is: The person writing an advertisement for an evening of Tristan and Isolde is shown the following advertisement used by Balaban and Katz for The Lottery Bride: "She Was Made for Love . . . Young, Beautiful, Loved by the Man She Loved, His Kisses on Her Lips . . . She Gambled Away Her Beauty to a Stranger." With this as a pattern, and the opera plot to work with, it's a poor pen that couldn't pack the Opera House to the girders. Or perhaps it's a simpler thing to employ to write the ad for The Love of Three Kings the writer who sold The Girl of the Golden West with: "Alone in a World of Men — Idolized— Worshiped— But She Turned Liar, Card Cheat, for the Man Who Stole Her First Kiss." Pursue the idea as you will, plot for plot and seat-sale for seat-sale, but don't mention it to Publix or they'll girdle the nation with a chain of bigger and better Opera Houses and drive you to the cinema for sanctuary. We are not, we wish you to understand, merely being absurd. We are genuinely convinced that opera advertis ing pitched to a mass keynote would bring mass patronage to the opera box office ... of course we've pitched a bit lower than may be necessary. But we are just as firmly convinced that opera wouldn't be opera if this were done. Happily, we are not our opera's keeper. For Football HAVING disposed of the two principal perplexities confronting the body politic, we find ourselves with scant space to remark that the football barons might do a good deal worse than to employ a kind of Landis or Hays— specifically Dr. Knute Rockne — to take the sport in hand and give it the benefit of his professional guidance before it loses its amateur standing. The learned gentlemen who have brought it to its present vogue, willfully or not, have earned relief from the arduous duty of arranging schedules, conditioning quarterbacks and guarding gate receipts . . . to say nothing of granting interviews to sports writers. Such an appointee as we have in mind would arrange schedules on a basis of undergraduate enrollments as of to day, not 1900. He would decide where and when games would be played, he would pass upon charges of profes sionalism, and he would preside over the annual rules con ference. He might, also, arrange a post-season game be tween Notre Dame and all the other teams for the general benefit of humanity, the sport and the season beyond. He would probably save football. 8 TWQ CHICAGOAN Henry IVaxman A Fenton* Oxford ... On the Walking Last cyJeackmoni . . .. The shoe smart women are wearing with their tailored costumes ... of lizard combined with kid ... in black or brown ... with a built up leather heel. 1 5.50 Saks-Fifth Avenue North Michigan at Chestnut *Reg. U. S. Paf. Off. TI4ECUICAG0AN 9 THIS MODERNISTIC MODE Pointed Reflections from the Angle of a Curve Lover WITHOUT going so far as to in sist that Prohibition and Mod ernistic Art are both examples of hu man endeavor off on a tangent, I have a theory that these two apparently un related matters are twin symptoms of the same tendency in the psychology of the last decade. Both Prohibition and Modernistic Art, I argue, attempted to suppress something lazily and pleasantly relax ing. There was a theory in either case that by this suppression we could build something greater, pyramiding our powers in a strong efficiency worthy of the New Era. The circle revolves comfortably about its complacent self. Let the circle therefore be abolished for straight lines that are unlimited in their possi bilities. Wine mocks at efficiency: let there be no more wine. This decade of surgery has reached its height in the clean, cutting lines of the modernistic skyscraper, in a litera ture in which love has become a cross- section of sex, in fashions in which, one after another, old standards of art and beauty have been trun cated in neat and fan tastic experiments. In at least the ex- tremer manifestations of painting and music we have become accustomed to suppressions of beauty and melody in their suaver simplicities. In what we have learned to hail with pride as the modernistic mode of architectural art and dec oration and furniture, the curve which has no angles has been abol ished; and we look in vain in the new sump tuous lobbies for the long lingering arcs and domes of a more femi nine period. WHAT was the new magic of the radio, if not the sup pression of everything but sound? Obviously it By RICHARD ATWATER is this modernistic omission, rather than any delay in the progress of science, that has held back television. True, sound and color have lately been added to a formerly silent screen, but the cinema still has its suppressions; cer tainly the highly successful sound films are stimulating, in the modernistic mode, rather than lazily and pleasantly relaxing. In literature, a Tory might argue that the modernistic influence is shown by the suppression of reticence. But I prefer as an example the omission of verbs in smart modern writing. Sen tences like this. Life as a perpetual conflict between two sharp urges. So ciety in angular kaleidoscopic jerks. Like cars in city traffic. Or there is Carl Van Vechten, who merely omits all quotation marks in his ultramodern novels. In fashion, there has been that eighteen day Hollywood diet for ladies jealous to square their natural circles in accord with the spirit of the age. And generally we have insisted on omitting the formerly final "e" in urbane. THIS great popular movement, while it had its geometric roots (such as the symptom of "free verse") even before then, undoubtedly was stimulated into full growth by the World War. In these peaceful days, somewhat occupied by consequent problems of reconstruction, we forget the singular charm the War had for us at the time, we remember the futility and forget the glamour. But those were the days when the heart pounded gallantly to the brisk rhythms of the military march; when the eye glittered approvingly on the rectangular maneuvers and the angu lar squads-right of marching men. Mankind found a strange delight in considering itself in such blockish for mations. We talked as if there were a Euclidish romance in Hindenburg "lines" and Marne "sectors"; Madelon was the belle ideal of a heroine who was true en bloc to a regiment. Cub ism won the War. So after the War we went on delighting in rectangular blocks and the idea of mass produc tion; we decided to make life four-square by cut ting out the beverages that curve one's percep tions; we built block towers with horizonto- vertical setbacks; we bought blocks of stocks and cut them geomet rically into more blocks; we sat ourselves in fur niture of military lines as if even our fleshly forms must be adapted into curveless figures. And the ladies did what they could, officered by acute cooks and stern dressmakers, to eliminate the gentle bosom and the classic hip. Arch and dome disappeared from architecture. Only the automotive industry helplessly allowed the wheels on its cars to 10 TUG CHICAGOAN remain, perhaps excusably, round. THEN, lately, another wheel re volved, and we found the Business Cycle had not, after all, been quite suppressed. The ladies wearied of their diets; the radio rediscovered the wheeling waltz; a reckless theater im ported the revolving stage. So now I, at least, am reminded that even in Doric architecture the old Greek columns were curved, and that even in the rectangular outlines of those classic temples there was a just-perceptible shrewd entasis. And I reflect that in any case, the most modernistic of decorative periods cannot long ignore the wheels of machinery in its symbolism. So in the up-to-the-moment Civic Opera I miss the gracious curves of the old Auditorium boxes and balconies; I walk admiringly through the new Board of Trade first floor but am re lieved a few steps farther to enter the antiquated Postal Telegraph lobby and refresh my eyes on its historic curves. And I begin to wonder how soon this challenging modernistic mode will join the once prevalent Mission furniture in the museum of antique virilities. For the round dome of the sky may be an illusion, but I think man will al ways presently insist on that illusion. A straight line is the shortest distance between two points, but a curved one is the more pleasant approach. Mars must always at times be in the ascend ant, but Venus will not be long de nied. And Bacchus is never perma nently sacrificed. The pendulum has a way of swinging back in its implacable arc. So there will be a new Modernism before long; perhaps a modernism keeping the newfound strength and power of the last decade, but with an added graciousness and warmth. This coming modernism, I further sug gest, will not deny the more genial stimulation of the warming juice of the spherical grape, the happy round bubbles of a liberated champagne. For it begins to appear that even Prohibi tion, that most severe instance of the late modernistic suppression of the more languorous charms of existence, is itself unable to walk successfully in the straight line that is the shortest dis tance' 'between two points. IN QlJOTES Calvin Coolidge: Our people own a very large supply of cotton, copper, wheat, petroleum and other raw materials. w. Dr. W. A. Evans: Many persons are marked for hay fever or some one of the asthma disorders when they come into the world. \m Finley Peter Dunne, Jr.: Do the movie producers think the good folk of the hinterlands would be inter ested in talkies about the war and illicit love? \M Leila Hattersley : In backgammon, where we throw two dice, the calcula tion of odds is a complicated affair. \m Harry Hansen: The question of what is and what is not poetry is al ways coming up. \m Ted Cook : Don't bother about the international problems, Mr. Ford; just tell us how you enjoyed the trip. Wl Carroll Carroll: Clara Bow, if chance had not put her on the other side of. the screen, would be just the type who rushes to see Buddy Rogers and join Rudy Vallee clubs. \m Wilbur C. Whitehead: West naturally opens one of his four card suits. Arthur Brisbane: Britishers make it a point not to tell all they feel. \m Frank Sullivan : The deeper that sweethearts are in love with each other, the more there exists in them an unconscious desire to haul off and poke each other in the nose. \m Babette Deutsche: Years ago Julius Meier-Graefe made a journey to Spain to have a good look at Velasquez. \m Bernarr Macfadden : When shoes interfere with normal activity they are a devitalizing influence. ..*b0l F. L. Minnigerode: Many times Monte Carlo has been challenged as the world's premier gambling resort. Col. A. W. W. Woodcock: But by cooperation, I mean something more than asking the States to do their part. Gilbert Seldes: It is a brilliant achievement which we would have called cinematic if the motion pictures had not recently forgotten how to move and how to present pictures. \m Percy Hammond: Just before the first act ends in musical comedy the knowing playgoer leaves his seat and waits in the foyer until the second act begins. >m Hugh Walpole: One of the great hindrances to good criticism in Eng land just now is that far too many peo ple are reviewing their own kind — poets poets, historians historians and, especially, novelists novelists. w\ Harvey S. Firestone: I do not know on what date national prosperity will return. Wi Walter Prichard Eaton.- Most of us cannot hope to collect the furni ture of such famous master-craftsmen as Savey, Duncan Phyfe, and the God- dards of Newport. \m William Randolph Hearst: In fact, it is difficult to conceive of any condition which would be much wet ter than prohibition. COOLIDGE-ISMS Calvin Coolidge, onetime president, now insurance man and, also, quite a columnist in his own but not entirely inimitable way, answers the salutation, "Hi, Cal! What d'you know, boy?" 1. "The raw materials are at hand for an era of unprecedented prosperity." 2. "The condition in many parts of the world ought to have a very sobering effect on the people of the United States." 3. "We must face the fact that we are an integral part of the world." 4. "The November elections held in the even years afford the only direct, formal, and legal method for the regu lar nation-wide expression of the sovereignty of the people." 5. "The public welfare requires but a little thought and time of the average citizen." 6. "Results of most elections are known." 7. "Public officers can and do exer cise large influence over our daily life, but the main course of events is in our own hands." — DURHAM N. PLARR. TUEO-IICAGOAN u DIANA RIDES ^ distinguished photograph, by Victor Haveman, of the distinguished Carl Milles' Fountain of Diana gracing Holabird and Root's TO BUSINESS triumphantly artistic Diana Court in the Michigan Square Building 12 TI4E CHICAGOAN THE gentleman immediately above, who only by chance suggests His Honor the Mayor, is that genius of the Civic Opera portals who spotlights those chosen for the dubious glory of a news print photograph the morning after. Beyond may be seen the Society Editor hard at it, while wellknowns glimpsed in a leisurely arc, right as the eve roves, require no labels here. Within, with cur tain raised upon play and season in one, Director Cooper waves his The Season nervous musicians to a proper re gard for the unmoved Vanni- Marcoux and gorey Lorenzaccio is THE CHICAGOAN 13 y Sandor sung into the record of musical Chicago. This ceremony achieved, Sandor suavely transports his willing pub lic, through the upper lefthand corner of the proscenium, to the galleries of the American Show, lightly indicating three of the more popular paintings and adding a fourth somewhat more popular than they in view of the recent ballotting. From there, says Sandor, it's anybody's season. Debut, ball, tea; theatre, club, dance; the mad, gay race against no one knows pre cisely what ... an old Chicago custom and, withal, a merry one. 14 THE CHICAGOAN SATURDAY S DRAMATISTS Mrs. John Winterbotham, Jr., as Tyltyl and Miss Peggy Hambleton as Mytyl are caught by the nimble J<[elidoff-Kins\y lens in the very act of catching The Blue Bird . . . a Saturday morning miracle per' formed wee\ly at the Selwyn for the Junior League Children's Theatre. TWE CHICAGOAN 15 WHAT CRITICISM MEANS TO ME A Symposium of Thespian Retort NOTE: In a recent issue of The Chicagoan the critics held a premature wake over the corpse of the poor old theater. Now, when the loop is ablaze with four or five openings each week, the local Hazlitts find themselves in the same position as the stock market bulls who a year ago thought every stock was going to a thousand. To add to their chagrin, a representative group of leading actors have banded together to unmask the crochety sages of the press. In the interest of fair play The Chicagoan is delighted to be a party to this spritely slap-back. By FRANK MORGAN "Topaze" The critics are a bunch of bears, selling the theater short. They plan to "cover" later by buying fat jobs as reviewers of television. The theater, how ever, will recover when there is a wave of public buying. The critics will still be short — of sleep. By NEAL CALDWELL "Garrick Gaieties" Critics — dramatic: The guide posts of the theater. In direct ratio to plays, directors and actors follow audience and critics. We can't breed great critics on an alcohol diet, but solemnly, America is com ing of age one of these days and will, incidentally, breed great critics. By DOROTHY APPLEBY "Young Sinners" Dramatic critics to me are, a lot of them, disappointed play wrights. Some of them fine fellows personally, but in the theater oftimes Mussolinis — surfeited with what they think. Power and by-lines rarely tell the good points in a play (A la Mark Antony's Speech) nor as the paid customers take a play. Most of the critics today mean nothing. The public are the only critics; if they want you, a bad criticism means naught to them (wit ness Abie's Irish Rose and a host of others) . Clean up the stage and some of the Gentle men of the Press and there is nothing the matter with the theater but Wall Street and Prohibition. By OSGOOD PEKKINS "Uncle Vanya" I read them all. If they like the play and say I am good I read them again and go so far as to quote them. When they express disapproval, so do I, and although my utterances do not appear in print I wager I have said more acid things about them than they have about me. By ALBERT CARROLL "Garrick Gaieties" An actor's opinion of dramatic criticism is of little or no value. I only know I read and heed them all, as my six huge press books will show. I adore the critics who found me "end lessly amazing" and it is a pleasure to hate and even agree with the one that said I was "insufferable," but there really are no words to express the reaction to the ones who never mentioned me at all. By EPvNEST GOSSAPvT "The Apple Cart" I have been much helped by reading dramatic criticisms. Constructive, not sarcastic, criticism is the best tonic an actor can have. There is more to be learned from Shaw's dra matic opinions than any hand book on how to become an actor. By KATHEPJNE KRUG "Hotel Universe" Criticism means to me a '27 Buick, charge accounts, the atrical library, Electrola, Stein- way, frequent flowers, occa sional candy, The Chicagoan, half interest in a red leather chair, dirty looks from actresses rebuked in the Herald-Examiner, three squares daily, helpful hisses at home and a wedding ring — for I married a critic. By SIDNEY TOLER "It's a Wise Child" In my humble opinion dra matic criticism has nothing whatever to do with the con dition of the Theater. I have always observed the public will patronize a play which pleases them even in spite of adverse reviews. The Theater is in competition with the Movies. The Movies spend millions in flash advertising. Ask any merchant: The public buys what is advertised; it doesn't necessarily need to be good. By HARRY MERVIS "Hotel Universe" Modern dramatic criticism, in stead of being a by-product of the theater, has developed into a field for individual expres- 16 THE CHICAGOAN sion on the part of writers who, in many cases, have failed to become playwrights. The criticism, biased or un biased, is usually written with its literary value in mind, more so perhaps than its value as an interpretative bit of work. But why should pro ducers or actors be afraid of criticism — even Einstein has his critics! We must, how ever, concede that the dra matic critic is the true phar macist of the theater. By CLARENCE DERWENT "Topaze" The malady from which the theater suffers is fatty degen eration of the Art. It is no longer the land of romance and make-believe. The best of plays written today are little more than episodes. The gen uine theater-goer has deserted because he is sick to death of the sex motif — witness the ever - growing popularity of radio drama where never a . salacious word is allowed on the air. The critics should stop writing plays; they are never accepted. While it is unnecessary for a man to be a playwright in order to be a critic, contrariwise, if he writes a bad play he stands self- condemned as a critic. Every play by a critic that I have ever read has been a bad play. By TOM POWERS "The Apple Cart" What do the critics mean to me? "Nothing!" says I, with haughty air. . "Their criticisms I never see! "For their opinions I do not care!" With other Thespians I cry, On opening nights: "They simply gall me! "I never read their stuff, not I ! "I've no damned interest in their capers!" Then seek my hotel with a sigh And tell the switchboard girl to call me At seven-thirty, so that I Be up betimes to get the papers. By PHILIP LOEB "Garrick Gaieties" Lessing was a dramatic critic, Dryden was a dramatic critic, Charles Lamb, William Haz- litt, George Henry Lewes, Shaw and James Huneker were dramatic critics. So is Glutz of the Upper Alfalfa Star- Gazette. There are critics and critics, playwrights and play wrights, producers and pro ducers, actors and actors. BACKGAMMON Some New Views By DK. O. E. VAN ALYEA THE new season is upon us and backgammon seems to be in the air. Perhaps at this point a few words about the status of our latest form of dissipation would not be amiss. It has been about a year now since revived backgammon left the enfolding arms of Manhattan for the far reaches of the hinterland. Traveling on the upper crust it penetrated to the dark recesses of the country. Now after due course of time it has filtered down to the great unwashed who are taking to the game lock, stock, and barrel. Many Christmas problems are solved forth with, and fabricators of games are pay ing up the grocer and buying new suits. The bookstore windows are cluttered up with books of instruction. A choice assortment greets the eye. You may acquire a primer, a manual, or a hand book. You may learn backgammon in twenty lessons or in twenty minutes. If you must learn the game (and it seems that you must) perhaps the cheapest way is the watcher's method. Some of our best players have come up from this school. If a watcher is at tentive he may take out his first papers after about fifteen or twenty hours in the gallery. An apt pupil of this method may be prepared to solo without any private instruction whatever. Throughout his training the watcher should at all times observe the simple ethics of the gallery. A bystander is not expected to sniff or groan or cough when a player is about to overlook a good point. Even heavy breathing at crucial moments should be discouraged. A simpler way, however, to learn the game is to waylay a player friend in an unguarded moment. You may get in a good lesson before- he remembers an im portant engagement which must be kept. This may be tried once on any of your friends who play the game. Finally one of them in despair will team you up with another class B player, and together you may work out the problems which assail all beginners. Every player must pass through this chrysalis stage which varies in time from one to three weeks. Finally one day you emerge like a butterfly. Now with all the tricks of the game at your command you are willing to take on the experts at any time and for any amount. THE bridge teachers tell us that backgammon will be just a "flash in the pan," the while trembling in their boots and fearing that the flash may be charged with T. N. T. To prove their point they recite statistics about the rise and fall of Mah Jong a few years ago. They don't seem to recall that bridge went down for the count at that time and was only re vived by the inauguration of a snap pier and simpler form of the game. Poor old Mah Jong with its dragons and walls and winds was sent hurtling back to China post haste, much to the enjoyment of the entire male popula tion in America. The tired business man who seems to be more tired than usual now that he has nothing to do, requires a light form of relaxation. He avoids heavy literature and heavy games. He prefers to become involved in a detective story or some other light form of amusement, and in so doing forgets temporarily that the country is about to go on the rocks. Whether the game will outlive the period of great unrest which includes the depression in the stock market and the Eighteenth amendment is doubtful. A season or two perhaps may see its finish in this country. The American temperament requires innovations. There is a possibility, however, that the game may become a permanent fixture here as it is in various countries abroad. A few of the characteristics which make for its permanency are listed herewith : 1. Simplicity. It is easy to learn and entails no mental strain. 2. Brevity. Each game lasts but a few minutes; consequently it is quite servicable as a time-killer for short periods. 3. Ideal betting game. The disas ters usually associated with gambling games are minimized in backgammon. A player in poor luck has some control over his losses. [turn to page 37] THE CHICAGOAN MYRTLE TANNER BLACKLIDGE: Col lector of Internal Revenue, politician, business woman, club worker and niece of the late Governor Tanner, she has, while representing the government, collected from Terry Druggan and others of his ilk; organized women voters and ran Deneen Republican headquarters; managed the photographic department of the County Recorder's office for twelve years and for a long time has participated in women's club activities. EDWARD PRICE BELL: Foreign repre sentative of The Chicago Daily Hews who has been hailed by the press of the world as America's "unofficial ambassador" and whose outstanding achievement as dean of foreign correspondents was to bring to gether Hoover and MacDonald in the inter ests of peace and international understand ing. It has been said that he ought to be awarded the Nobel peace prize for the year 1929 for his work in behalf of peace. DISTINGUISHED CH1CAGOANS A Sequence of Portraits WALTER P. STEFFEN: Superior court judge and famous "commuting" football coach of Carnegie Technical Institute, who was one of the greatest backs ever developed at The University of Chicago and was selected by Camp as quarter back on the All- American team of 1908. He spends his fall weekends coaching Carnegie teams which have made great showings against hard schedules, and during the week he presides in his local courtroom. \ \ / V_\ / VIRGINIA VAN WIE: One of the coun try's most distinguished women golfers and the best in Chicago district, who has held many women's titles, local and sec tional, several of them three times, and in 1928 and again this year was runner-up to Glenna Collett, winner of the National both years. Holder of course records and winner of many invitation tournaments, she plays from Beverly Country Club. HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTER: Na tionally known novelist and Evanstonian who smokes a pipe, is an amateur sports man and has never addressed a woman's club. After graduation from Hamilton Col lege and a short career as an English instructor, he began writing short stories. He has written many successful novels and short stories, has collaborated with Samuel Merwin on business novels, and sings Gil bert and Sullivan songs like De Wolf Hopper. 18 THE CHICAGOAN SPGKTfiDIAL FOOTBALL November 15. Chicago and Illinois at Stagg Field. Northwestern and Wisconsin at Dyche Stadium. Purdue and Butler at Lafayette. Michigan and Minnesota at Ann Arbor. Ohio State and Pittsburgh at Columbus. Iowa and Penn State at Iowa City. Indiana, open date. Notre Dame and Drake at South Bend. Yale and Princeton at Princeton. Harvard and Holy Cross at Cambridge. Dartmouth and Cornell at Ithaca. Pennsylvania and Georgia Tech. at Philadelphia. Army and Kentucky Wesleyan at West Point. Navy and Southern Methodist at Annapolis. Colgate and Syracuse at Syracuse. November 22. Chicago and Michigan at Ann Arbor. Northwestern and Notre Dame at Dyche Stadium. Illinois and Ohio State at Champaign. Purdue and Indiana at Lafayette. Wisconsin and Minnesota at Madison. Iowa and Nebraska at Iowa City. Yale and Harvard at New Haven. Army and Ursinus at West Point. Navy and Maryland at Annapolis. November 27. Cornell and Pennsylvania at Philadelphia. Penn State and Pittsburgh at Pittsburgh. Colgate and Brown at Providence. Syracuse and Columbia at New York. November 29. Notre Dame and Army at Soldier Field. Washington and Jefferson and Carnegie at Pittsburgh. Dartmouth and Stanford at Palo Alto. JALALAI Jai-Alai Club of Chicago, at the Clark and Lawrence Fronton, evenings. PROFESSIONAL FOOTBALL Chicago Bears — Wrigley Field — against Chicago Cardinals, Nov. 27; Portsmouth, Nov. 30; Green Bay Packers, Dec. 7. Chicago Cardinals — Comiskey Park — against Green Bay Packers, Nov. 16; Memphis Tigers, Nov. 23. H THE CHICAGOAN 19 THE MAGNIFICENT MARCOUX Singer— Actor— Adopted Chicagoan By ROBERT POLLAK THIS is Vanni Marcoux's ninth sea son with the Civic Opera, and those of us who have watched breath lessly his peerless stage portraits have come to regard him as one of the world's great singing actors. What's more, in spite of the fact that he deserts us every February for Cannes, Monte Carlo or Paris, he has become such a familiar and welcome figure on Michi gan Boulevard or in those north side drawing rooms where the French lan guage is heard that we must begin to claim him as a Chicagoan. For himself he asserts that he is utterly fascinated with the place, and, by the way he answers your conventional questions about his opinion of the Town, you can tell he is not furnishing the conven tional reply. He praises it with broad gesture and in eager, inefficient English. Every fall now for nine years Mar coux has come back to his suite at the Congress. While he is never without a certain natural dignity, he is friendly with all the bell-boys and elevator men. They recognize the "real guy" because his manner is as spontaneous as that of his illustrious countryman, Chevalier. Almost any day during the season he can be seen striding along the boule vard, the diminutive Madame Marcoux by his side, wearing his iron hat and swinging his cane. This street fasci nates him; it makes him feel part of the works. He points to the far-flung park and the serpentine traffic, blinking from across the Link Bridge. New York he vows, and Madame joins him fervently, is too close to Paris to be truly Ameri can. This city thrills him mightily. PERHAPS you have noticed what a handsome young fellow he is on the stage in Mr. Insull's rose-and-gold thea tre. Spot him sometime as he strolls past you on the street, or as he tucks away a hearty dinner in the old-fash ioned restaurant in the Auditorium Ho tel. You will observe that, although he is well over fifty years old, he has the features of genial youth and carries his six-foot-two like a soldier. His hair is fringed with grey, but his smiling eyes, generous mouth and keen aqui' line nose might lead you to believe that he is still on the reckless side of forty. Vanni Marcoux Although his life is sedentary enough during the season, he carries none of the fat usually collected at huge mid night suppers by the greedy darlings of the opera. Once he is out of harness, wherever he happens to be, he keeps fit by playing a lot of fast tennis, and he rides horseback whenever he gets the chance. At eighteen Marcoux crashed into operatic circles — carrying a spear. A graduate lawyer, with the bar exami nations successfully behind him, he quickly realized that he had little taste for the musty courtrooms of LTsle de Saint Louis. A true gamin of the opera, he received little formal train ing in the world of his adoption. If you ask him who his maestro was he grins broadly and points a long finger toward his ear. He graduated from the ranks of supers when he was twenty to make his debut at Bayonne as Frere Laurent. By 1912, when he first brought the moving legend of Don Quixote to Chicago opera audiences, he was a world famous singer. The bugles of August, 1914, drew him with thou sands of his compatriots out of his place in the sun. Almost from the, first day of the war he saw active service, in the battle of the Marne and in both battles of Verdun. At Metz they let him go, the proud wearer of a lance corporal's stripes. He came through without a scratch, although his valet, a private in the ranks of a company Marcoux never lost track of, was kicked in the knee by a mule on Armistice Day. During the four years of the war Marcoux sang at many an impromptu concert just behind the front-line trenches. He admits that the poilus ate it up. He carries only a single writ ten record of his military career. Ever since his first experience on an opera stage, he has entered, in a bulky black note-book, his weekly revenues. A lone page, dated 1914-18, contains only one entry — two hundred and forty-nine francs fifty centimes. I HAVE always hoped that some time or other local dramatic critics would make it their business to see this mighty fellow in one of his repre sentative roles, even if they stuff cotton in their ears to avoid the alien strains of Massenet or Mozart. For were Mar coux not a singer at all, he would still rank as one of our finest actors. Many a veteran first'nighter, homesick for the John Barrymore (pre-Hollywood vin tage), or heartsick for the late Holbrook Blinn, would derive surcease from sor row watching Marcoux as the wistful Don Quichotte or the ruthless Czar Boris. In France his consummate talents as an actor are universally recognized, even by that fraternity that does not know him as a singer of Schu bert and Brahms at gala Pasdeloup con certs. Rostand, the son of an immortal father and himself a playwright and producer, has begged Marcoux to aban don the operatic stage to create another Cyrano. But Marcoux will not decide. He would admit, I think, that his stir ring baritone is not quite what it once was and that three years from now, perhaps, he may bow himself off of the lyrical stage for good, still at the height of his power and dignity as an artist. After that, who knows? Maybe a Cyrano, maybe a Hamlet, a role which he has always coveted; maybe a well' earned retirement into a life of teaching. Some day a sensitive critic will' write a book about Vanni Marcoux like Huneker's Bedouins, that extended panegyric of Our Mary Garden, in which each chapter describes in opu lent prose one of her celebrated roles. For Marcoux's gallery is just as excit ing. In Chicago, for instance, we have seen him as the Father in Louise. 20 THE CHICAGOAN In the first act he epitomizes the humble, plodding Parisian laborer, ob servant of all the cardinal family vir tues, content each night to return to his simple supper of soup and bread. At the tragic climax of the work, goaded beyond all control, his nature riven by family dissension, he drives the crea ture he best loves out of his house for ever. His Boris Godounoff yields little in grandeur to Chaliapin's conception. When he stands out to face the crowd before the Kremlin on the day of his coronation, he seems instinctively a man with the weight of the world and conscience upon his massive shoulders. He proceeds wearily through this his torical music-drama, seeking in vain to escape the destiny closing in about him. He plays with his children in the royal nursery, naively grateful for the op portunity to forget, if only for a mo ment, the cares of an ill-starred gov ernment; and, in the final episode of the scene, when he is alone with his morbid dreams, he explodes in awful terror before the spectre of one of his victims. I know of no incident in all music-drama that moves a perceptive audience as this one does. Against the bitter chromatics of Moussorgsky th\s broken giant hurls curses and furniture at a shadow on the wall, and then col lapses groaning. MARCOUX makes a smooth Scarpia. He is as sinister as Scotti and withal, considerably more subtle. He represents in Tosca all the pleasant and urbane viciousness of high places. Again, as Don Giovanni, he sings his way blithely through Mozart's gay score, his whole existence dedicated to the pursuit of the ladies. Like a true rake, he makes an art of seduction. He even blasphemes with the necessary grandiloquence. When the Stone Guest seizes him fast and Hell opens under him he cries defiance to the Deity across the darkened stage like some pagan god. It is a little early to write of Loren zaccio, a role especially written for Marcoux by the composer Moret. The opera opened the local season on a night when an audience is chiefly concerned with flashlights and society reporters. But there was opportunity to observe that this man moved about the stage manipulating cloak, lute, or sword like a Renaissance painting come to life. Here he is the restless, hysterical psyco- path, thirsting for revenge upon a cor rupt cousin whose confidence is to be gained onlv bv following him through endless debauchery. Or observe him again as the dour Golaud in Pelleas et Melisande. The towering baritone discovers, above the shimmering of that original orchestra, the benighted Meli sande, advances clumsily into her nebulous world like a bull in a china shop, and, in the final scene, after he has murdered his brother and broken her spirit in his obtuseness, drearily sobs out his remorse. Overnight, or between the acts, if you will, he be comes a broken old man. Marcoux's Don Quichotte is perhaps the most famous picture in the gallery. Watching him tilt at windmills, mocked by the rustics of the opera chorus, dy ing like a Christ of Chivalry beneath a friendly oak, one realizes that here is an actor whom posterity will place with Coquelin, Bernhardt, and Duse. There are unrevealed portraits to come. Marcoux is preoccupied with Shakespeare. The shoddy Hamlet of Thomas fails to interest him, and he has commissioned a young Frenchman to do him another. And Reynaldo Hahn is making him a Shyloc\, scored in the style of Monteverdi, which may enjoy its premiere in Chicago. I sus pect he will sing in Verdi's Otello before this season comes to an end. He will project a memorable Iago. CHICAGOANA Quidnunc on the Go i. IT is amazing, or at least interesting, what novelties of a local sort, hither to unnoticed and unknown, may be brought to light during haphazard or premeditated wanderings about Chi cago. Bits of historical interest are apt to be uncovered; strange customs, esoteric or obvious, of other peoples may be observed; shrines, works of art, an tiques, all manner of things may be learned about during a peripatetic raid on local lore and landmarks. Which leads us to Lincoln Park. And in Lincoln Park at about the nineteen hundred block and not far from north Clark street there is a huge boulder bearing an inscription. You have probably noticed the boulder; you may have read the inscription; you may, too, know it marks a grave. Howbeit, the record in relief thereon is: In Memory of David Kennison The Last Survivor of the Boston Tea Party, Who Died in Chicago, Feb. 24, 1852. Aged 11? Years In the lower left-hand corner is an insignia, a star and anchor, with the line: "In honor of service — David Kennison." The monument was erected by three national patriotic societies — the Sons of the Revolution, the Sons of the Ameri can Revolution and the Daughters of the American Revolution. Tall green poplars surround this grave, making a cool, quiet retreat scarcely a stone's throw (if you are in that mood) from the noisy unpleasant ness of north Clark street. Not long ago I made a sort of his torical jaunt and visited many shrines where the glory of our battles and vic tories, in hundreds of reminders, is garnered and treasured carefully for posterity. ONE day I walked into the Old South Church in Boston and met there a delightful old-school gentleman. He related one interesting historical anecdote after another and finally spoke of that body of men who disguised themselves as Indians, congregated on the steps of that same Old South Church and raised a war whoop which inspired the destruction of the tea in the holds of the British ships anchored in the harbor. One of this band was a man named David Kenniston. (Notice the "t" in the name.) In a fit of super-patriotic zeal he dropped the "t" the morning after the famous tea party. His name became Kennison. He lived in Boston until he was eighty and then came West, a pioneer, and settled near Chi cago for the rest of his days. Here, eager to contribute my bit to the story, I interrupted my anecdotist and told how we, in Chicago, had com memorated the patriot, by marking his grave with a seal of honor. My companion continued his story and related how, years ago, when Lincoln Park was being widened, it be came necessary to move a small ceme tery to gain the desired additional space. No opposition was met with from any of the plot owners till the Kennison family was encountered. Then vigorous protests were advanced by the heirs who steadfastly refused to relinquish the grave. The matter was taken into court and the decision was awarded to the family. So, to make a nice issue of a bad bargain, the spot was made the his toric shrine that it is now. — PEARL C. LAEFFLER. THE CHICAGOAN 21 LEONCAVALLO'^ Another opera etching by William Mar\ Toung. It is a scene from Pagliacci in which John Charles Thomas, American baritone, made his triumphant SOBBING CLOWN debut as Tonio with the Chicago Civic Opera not many nights ago. 22 THE CHICAGOAN yjitwf»rfilMftiirfl>rfl> #¦ "Mayfair'-Service for Twelve $7750 "Charm" is the one word that completely describes this English queens ware dinner service from Wedge- wood & Company ! All pieces are in the new square shape, with a deep ivory shoulder and touches of delicate hand-enamelling. Complete open-stock line. 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Four-piece Conee Service $14.50 L uney ESTABLISHED 18 3 8 om/bcinp NINE STORES COVERING CHICAGO — DOWNTOWN, 212 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE THE CHICAGOAN 23 TOWN TALK Parrots Must Debate ~~ Funnier Football — A Bookworm Retires &- Chicago Surrenders ~~ H. K. Webster Exposed -~ Andrews' Cereal Serial — Our Puzzles, Fables, Etc. -~ Hiss or Kiss? zAfter the Battle THE 1930 election campaign, now happily and illustriously con' eluded, disclosed the usual lack, on all sides, of any leadership you would call superhuman. Unless you count the local gent, who was running, rather in' visibly, on a Lindbergh and Anti- Something ticket; his thesis being that anybody who does not own and use an aeroplane is not an American citizen. We do not say that the local Sena' torial campaign did not have its points of interest, but after all they were mostly supplied by one who was not running for office. Lewis rewrote Antony's speech with Wilsonian "May I nots." Coast'to-coast debaters ap' pealing to the larger nation had no Thompson to add a touch of emotion to their measured pleas. Even our old idol, Alfred E. Smith, seemed to us to speak more as a Hamlet than a Caesar, while on the other side, the charming Andy Mellon defended the administration with what might as well have been a violin concerto as an argu- ment to kindle men's souls. The only speech broadcast during the whole cam' paign, that had a real kick in it, was Bernard Shaw toasting Einstein in London. We rest firmer than ever in our belief that most of our eminent states' men disclose more talent for misleader' ship than leadership; that campaigning is a delightful but silly phenomenon, the voters knowing before it starts how they're going to vote; and that no criticism of the way democracy fills its political cavities will ever bring about a campaignless election. New Game FOOTBALL rules, unlike those of politics, can be changed. As the collegiate season approaches its climax, we have a dandy idea. Too late for this year, but in ample time for the annual tampering with the laws of the gridiron. As football is now played, there are By RICHARD ATWATER eleven men on each side, all struggling over one bouncing pigskin. We point to a logical improvement to speed up the game. Have only one man on each team, and supply the two play ers with eleven footballs. If watching two men trying to snatch eleven footballs from each other would not be sport, we don't know what is. Royalist HE approached the librarian [Loren Carroll tells us] and said he wanted a story about kings. No, not biographies or essays, but fiction. A story about kings. Yes, something like Graustar\ or The Prisoner of Zenda. Only he had read these. The helpful librarian suggested other titles. Excellent; just what he liked, stories about kings. But he had read these, too. Dumas' Three Mus\eteers? Alas, he had read all of Dumas' five hundred novels. And so it went. "I'm afraid we haven't anything else in that line," regretted the librarian finally. 'Then I guess I am through read ing," sighed the gentleman, shaking his head and walking sadly to the outer door. \m Reckless Rhymes on Ye New Furniture After browsing through many a hard wood emporium, We've discarded our furniture old and Victorian: Through study of tracts and tomes futuristic, We have re-done our love-nest in style modernistic. Our chaise-longue is shaped li\e a ripened banana, And is placed somewhere east of our fish-shaped piano; The wing-chair resembles a plane in full flight With a foot-stool of angles, low left and high right. The table is cubed li\e a puzzle amazing; The cupboard its legs to the ceiling is raising; The shelves of the boo\case run down to an angle; The andirons lean over, our glass cat to strangle. The divan's li\e Ohio: it's high in the middle; How to sit on a chair is worse than a riddle. The tea-cart's lopsided and loo\s li\e a petal; All cushions are covered with some shiny metal . . . But I li\e this furniture, so square and so curly: All of our visitors go home so early! — HOTEP. zMore Reading for the Wickersham Committee ON the smoking heels of Pasley's Capone pants another gangster book: Edward Dean Sullivan's Chicago Surrenders. If one more of these things come out, we'll be the one you see muttering down the boulevard, "Play Hi Schneider on the third! I've got him! Play Hi Schneider on the third. I've got him!" Despite this and other now staling phonograph records from the Chicago album, Sullivan's latest cupTattling is lively reading. The title isn't as uncivic as it looks. Sullivan finds Chicago only an inci' dent in a national crime wave. He concludes that while prohibition is to blame, things will be still worse when alky is legalised again, as the Volstead gangsters will have to go back to bank looting and general burglary. He might have added that, even so, this should mark the beginning of the pos' sibility of cleaning things up. When you sell people liquor, they 24 THE CHICAGOAN will tacitly aid your activities. But if you rob them, they will resent it, and start prosecution. A hold-up (to quote again from the familiar fable) is not quite the same as a directors' meeting. The Flurried Photographers STAFF photographers on at least one newspaper did their best to get a pretty human interest picture of the First Snowfall, reports L. Mayer; but by the time the two girls breasting the flurry were posed on the terrace of the building, the blizzard was all over. So the picture takers got somebody to sprinkle confetti from the floor above; the high wind blew the paper snow into the camera lenses, and the prints came out with huge white blobs where the girls' faces should have been. "And what," concludes Mr. Mayer commiseratingly, "is a snowstorm with out pretty girls?" Limeriq of the Air-Minded Dog There once was a dog, species Sealy ham, Whose tail said, "A dirigible, I really am," While his jaws at each bird Barked, "Why be so absurd? Tou could float, if they filled you with helium!" Citizen Webster HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTER, in or out of covers one of our most delightful Chicago authors, is also quite the juror. This civic duty, often dodged by the less thoughtful, ap- parently amuses Mr. Webster: he has served in that capacity, once every two years, as long as he can remember. He has tried slipping a small book of essays into his pocket for perusal during such proceedings; but found it didn't work. The light over jury boxes is uniformly bad; the courtroom action is just disturbing enough to keep your attention from reading. An Evanstonian, serving on a Chicago jury, gets five cents a mile going and coming; but only once during the whole period of duty. The pay per diem is, we suppose, about what Webster gets for a single paragraph in a serialized novel. The cases this author has to pass judgment on rarely, if ever, are concerned with sweet blonde murder esses. One can only figure that to Webster, as to the poet Terence, noth ing human is uninteresting, and that he Only Sandor's all-seeing brush could encompass in a single impression the vast distances and varied content of The Big Trail, described by Mr. Weaver on page 34 as authentic cinema and the first picture to be seen at any given moment. finds something satisfactorily mensch- lich even in property condemnation proceedings. It may De significant that Henry K. Webster is the only American on rec ord who can, will, and vhen the occasion justifies it, does sing all the words of all four verses of the Star Spangled Banner. This unique tour de force, which he does with the gestures of a Henry Clay addressing the Con tinental Congress, is doubly startling when the enraptured audience discovers that some of the words of the later verses are nothing short of a knockout. We've found only one thing that H. K. does not know. He couldn't remember, when we asked him, what instrument of the orchestra it was of which Ronald Webster ('as a Tribune music critic, years ago) wrote that it sounded like a banana. Fur vs. Feathers A WESTCHESTER (N. Y.) realtor has inserted a cat clause in his contracts, to the effect that cats are public enemies and lessee must keep his furry treasure in the house, or open the back door at said feline's peril. "We love our birds up here in West chester," this gent told a Tribune cor respondent, "and figure that the birds literally attract many home buyers. The contract should also put an end to cat concerts." Cats love birds, too; though science has not yet discovered (or at least we haven't found out yet from Dr. THE CHICAGOAN 25 Boder) if a cat were to be put midway between a bird and a fish, which one it would first try to catch; or whether the cat would just get hysterical from indecision. The curious notion that cats are a menace to aviation (nobody seems to worry about the hordes of salmon annually devoured by Puss) seems to ignore one fact — that while cats always try to catch birds, they rarely succeed because birds fly upward while cats fly downward. From the musical standpoint, the cat is comparatively vulnerable. There is no arguing that the male or tenor cat in his darker moments is hard on the human ear if untrained by long addic tion to modernist music. On the other hand, the concert of birds at dawn is at least an equal nuisance. And did any body ever leave a legacy of $15,000 to a wren? An eighteen-year-old cat named Mitri was lately bequeathed this sum by a California lady. "And is that Mitri," inquires a help ful Gimmick, "an ancestor of the Swiss Mitri who decorates your cosy hearth? And if so, have you looked up the laws of inheritance, in order to discover Bobby Clark and Paul McCullough, the bespectacled buff on and his straight man, are the funny fellows in Strike Up the Band, the other redeeming features of which are two compositions by George Gershwin who is dimly seen in the background fingering a few octaves. what claims your furry friend may have if the California pussy dies in' testate? It is a vast field of conjecture that this opens, and I hope you won't neglect the possibilities." [He means, "pussybilities. "—Ed. ] zJlfCann and Boy HOWARD MANN, who just visited his son at Kenyon college for a reminiscent weekend, reports the experience of his life. The boy showed him all the new buildings on the campus, the father showed the son all the old ones, and then Mann took Junior to see ye veteran Greek prof. Delighted to see his old student, the professor beamed at Howard and his son benignantly, and further called in his spouse to witness their similarity of honest countenance. "Ah," exclaimed the lady hospitably, but not quite getting the idea. "Both freshmen, I suppose?" At which the veteran sports editor was so tickled that it wasn't till sun down that his rheumatism returned. He is now eager to write the words of a new Kenyon college song, and will be pleased to be directed to a good march tune from the less known classics. Read Brundidge and Hear Wales EDWIN BAIRD asked us to read page 12 of his Real Detective Tales for December; and sure enough, there's Harry Brundidge again, this time clearing up the whole Valentine's Day Massacre mystery, Frank H. Thompson being Mr. Brundidge's source of information this time. An amazing chap, Brundidge, and by the time Texas Guinan, Ring Lardner and Clark Rodenbach tell him all, he will explain where Charley Ross went, who the man in the Iron Mask was, and whether Al Capone is really the Lost Dauphin. Meanwhile we are content ing ourself with listening to these trans- Atlantic broadcasts, which are getting better, at least those from London. Even that League of Nations pro gram was dramatic— we don't mean the speeches, of course, but the audible trimmings. As a scion of the early Pilgrims, our ears get a fine thrill out of such formulas as "Your Highness, my Lords, ladies, and gentlemen, I pray silence for his Honorable Wor- 26 THE CHICAGOAN ship the Viscount of [Static]." It's all we could do, hearing anything like that issuing from our console, to keep from hurling a wine-glass over the left shoulder. We also deeply commend the old British custom of confining the toast' master to mere announcements instead of letting him be reminded of a story. And finally, having the band play "God Save the King" when the Prince of Wales starts to speak is a noble idea. The jest is subtle; the effect is that of a Theme Song Entrance; and the warm glow of the sentiment keeps the sun rising on the Empire. The Prince's English, by the way, proved to be excellent. Not as funny as Shaw's, but much more gram' matical than Will Rogers. Wisdom We were so wise, thinking our love would end, And if it did, we both had found a friend To go to movies with, and dance, and frolic Ingenuously when gently alcoholic. And as for love, we thought we both could spare it; And you can, and how am I to bear it? — MEL ABBETT. <iMissing Names VANNI MARCOUX was orig inally Giovanni Marcoux, and it's quite romantic but not altogether unique to have no first name, Milton Fairman tells us. The only other case he knows, however, is that of Dr. Gatewood, the Michigan avenue phy- sician. Doctors, even among their intimates, are regularly referred to as "Doctor" or "Doc," so there is no especial point to a physician having a front name, anyway. Gluttons for further familiarity, presumably, have to call Dr. Gatewood "Blank." Lots of people, especially in politics, drop their middle name, or drop their first name and use the middle one; the practice of dropping the last name, however, is discouraged in democra cies, as it leads to royalty and the addi tion of Roman numerals after the surviving first name, as if the gentle man were a sort of clock. By the way, news should begin to come in of babies christened after radio stations. There must by this time be a WIBO Johnson, a WLS Adams or a KDKA Pittsburgh Jones. \jsri Antique Puzzle Dept. AN old puzzle, lately revived in l New York, as told us by Bob Ballou via Fred Lowenthal, and all three of us completely mystified: A certain general, when about to execute his military prisoners, had the custom of allowing them to make a final speech. If what they said was true, they would then be shot; if what they said was a lie, they would then be hanged. The former death, of course, is thought to be more honorable. So a gallant enemy of the general's apprehended one night, was led out on the consequent sunrise, told of the general's inflexible custom, warned that he must die no matter what he said, and instructed to say what he pleased. The prisoner, after a moment's thought, looked the general squarely in the eye and said, "You are going to hang me." \m With Putnam in Paris OUR learned ex-townsman, Samuel Putnam, according to intelli gences from abroad, has withdrawn from This Quarter, of which he was assistant editor and head translator from any modern language you can name, and will now publish a maga zine of his own in Paris. A monthly l^lew Review, it is to be devoted to writing "analyzing the approach to creative literary processes." Paris, we should guess, is just the place for such a magazine, though it is possible that, even there, Putnam arrived a century too late. So far as we have learned, the eager Samuel has yet to fight a duel with a rival Gallic critic; he has not been the subject of acrimonious political debate in the Chamber of Deputies; he has had no chance to aid the romantics to erect barricades of cobblestone in the face of a Bourbon guard flying the fleur-de-lys. Had Putnam but arrived in Paris in the time of Dumas and Hugo, we are confident he would already be an ex- general of the third Napoleon. We wonder, mildly, if Sam'l has raised a Gallic beard? Correcting a Fable HILE we were thinking, sym pathetically, of friends across the sea, further news came to us of Meyer Levin. A few months ago, a story went hilariously around Town that, being in Jerusalem during the Arab-Zionist riots, he covered the battle for his paper by cabling it, a week late, a One Act Play at $1.65 a word toll charges. The facts, as lately divulged by an outraged Levin on his return to New York, are rather different. Ballou, again, tells us: Meyer was in Jerusalem during the riots; but he was not any longer a mem ber of the ~Hews staff. Knowing, how ever, that he was there, and an excel lent reporter, that paper cabled him requesting a news story of the events. Getting no reply, it was feared he had been killed in the riots, and a regular correspondent, John Gunther, was rushed to Jerusalem. The reason Levin didn't get the message was that the Arabs had cut all the telegraph wires in that vicinity. When, later, he did hear about it, Levin found Gunther in charge at Jerusalem. Gunther said he was now handling the news there, but Levin should send on an additional "human interest" story of the affair. This is what Levin cabled. ^Taking No Chances GUARANTEED thirty years old, but Karleton Hackett says it was given him then as a true incident: A Philadelphia surgeon, famous for the then new appendicitis operation, was visited one Sunday morning by a friend, who noticed the doctor's dog stretched out in obvious discomfort before the fireplace. Sympathetic to the dog's illness, the friend suggested that maybe the poor animal had appendi citis. "It might be, at that," said the doctor regretfully. "Are you going to operate on him?" asked the friend hopefully. "Operate on that dog?" cried the surgeon. "I should say not! Why, that dog cost me six hundred dollars!" Regrettable Moment in an Ad-Writing Office SIR: Christmas copy is dizzying to the brain, or perhaps there is some kind of disturbing influence at work in the copy department of one of our better known retail advertisers. At any THE CHICAGOAN 27 "I told the clerk I wanted something for baby, and she showed me this platinum bracelet." rate, Mr. Oakes, the copy chief, who should know better, has been guilty of "Handkerchiefs your friends won't sneeze at"; your scribe is disconsolate because she has not been permitted to announce a bed-quilt in the simple terms, "Behold, the comforter cometh"; and Sherry King has turned in an* ad saying "Give these little gloves a great big hand." — ALICE MC KINSTRY. Hands Though hands serve the proud Dictating will, they can Tet progress beyond The careful plan. For a casual touch That strays from rigid duty Lifts the common to Amazing beauty! — FERRY ADAMS. Other Novels and Ours OUR review copy of Howard O'Brien's An Abandoned Woman must have blown up in transit, but to offset this we have read Robert Andrews' One Girl Found, between covers, and book covers, you dope. Andrews' characterization of the beau tiful but blonde type of mind is highly authentic. He's also a New York Daily Mirror author now, we hear, and has further capped his own climax by writ ing a cereal serial: we don't know whether it's to be called Wild Oats or will be given away as a prize in the muffet shops, but we're sure the story will be nutritious, easily digestible, and full of Vitamines C and E. Andrews' amazing success (which we urge him to continue instead of dropping it for the Serious Novel he secretly would prefer to do, and which he can well afford to postpone — he's only 27) gives us a hopeful idea. We have long wished to do a novel, but could hit on no novel idea. But if there is a serial story in cereals, why can't we find a novel in popcorn? Think of the notices that would get us. "Read Riq's Popcorn. It fairly bursts from its covers in a warm and overwhelming flood of pleasantly but tered sentences." — (Llewellyn Jones.) "Hot but pure." — (Fanny Butcher.) "Ma Corn, in Riq's Popcorn, is an epic figure. I do not like her." — (H. V. O'Brien.) In Defense of Stigma tism IT'S all very well to go against tradi tion now and then, but we see no reason for the current theatrical mis pronunciation of Lysistrata. The change, it is explained, is "to avoid sibilance." Naturally, actors do not want to seem to be hissing their own heroine; but what was noticeably snaky about the traditional English pronuncia tion of this charming name? Etymologically, Lysistrata means "dissolving-war" (which the lady does nicely in the play) : the components of the name being Lysi (as in Lysol) and Strata (as in Strategy). Taking a proper breath between these compo- nents in the name, it reads "Lysi strata," to our ears more sensuous than sibilant. Anyway, why take the "s" out of Sex? The minter of our language seems to have found the sound pleasant: consider how sweet and soft sounds the "s" in kiss and caress; it is the "s" in sin, for all we know, that makes silken sirens so seductive. Perhaps the sound is intended to give the effect of warmth, like that of steam from a simmering kettle. To avoid sibilance, indeed. Would the gentleman rather hear his lady say "No" than "Yes"? 28 THE CHICAGOAN Here it is /..the new MAJESTIC ELECTRIC with the 30 great features you asked for $ 215 7 cubic foot size — F. 0. B. 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No other word can describe the dazed feelings of the hardened first-nighters who groped their way from the Harris after view- ing The Last Mile. Stark horror could only go one step further — an actual electrocution on the stage. There is little left for the drama to exploit. If the theater's aim is to show life in naked reality, it is surely doing its stuff. The allusions to finality in both titles is not the only point of comparison be tween this epic of the death-cell and Journey's End. Both plays are by men only, and with uncompromising candor show the effect of imminent death on diversified temperaments. But no cheerio Eton-and-Harrow-ism lifts the terror from The Last Mile. The first act is a masterpiece of unbearable sus pense before and during an execution. No grewsome details of shaving, silt ing trousers and stomach nausea are spared before the dreadful staggering walk of the doomed man through that lighted door. What follows depicts with merciless accuracy the historic prison revolt in Colorado. The mes sages demanding means of escape are dropped below. The stipulated time measures off — minute by minute. Then a guard and the Keeper are shot before our eyes, and their bodies pitched from the windows. The holocaust ends with Killer Mears, the leader of the revolt, marching with head up into a hail of machine-gun fire. This is not pabulum for nerves easily upset. But it is a finely wrought drama, tense and stirring, brutal and honest. One carries away deep and lasting impressions. The cast is superb. Spencer Tracy, one of our best portrayers of hard boiled eggs, gives Killer Mears the re lentless power necessary to suggest the drive behind the uprising. The un pleasant task of preparing for the elec tric chair during a whole act falls to James Bell. He is real enough to break your heart — especially in the stam mered telling of the murder for which he is paying the penalty. Five other caged prisoners have actors wisely chosen as familiar criminal types. To me the most interesting is Ernest Whit man, big buck nigger, childish and lik able, whose rumbling bass croons away the last fleeting moments of the condemned. The Last Mile is a well muscled punch on the nose of complacency. Death With a Monocle AFTER an evening with Death as the shadow of an electric chair, it is pleasant to meet the gentleman in the suave habiliments of a Muscovite Prince. While he makes no personal appearance in The Last Mile, there is no denying that his agents are boorish fellows, obviously unused to the cus toms of the Riviera. In Death Ta\es a Holiday (Princess Theater) his man ners are impeccable and his charm such as Philip Merivale can bring to any character he plays. If His Royal Grimness wanted a holiday, the slaves of the drama who sat through the car nage of last night needed it no less. As a high comedy idea, one's hat must be raised to the conception of Death taking the form of a mortal and invading a house-party full of butlers with Oxford accents, Dukes, women who have lived, diplomats with ribbons across their shirts and other species of ritz plus. As long as the play keeps to this vein, the fun is shrewd and knowing. Mr. Merivale, mobile of face and rich of voice, jests in sardonic rid dles with his fellow guests who are ignorant of his lethal character. He tells a gallant soldier that he has often been near him, and with polite amenity assures the senile diplomat that he hopes soon to meet him again. To sev eral women he makes vibrant and com pelling love in his search for meaning of the strange emotion which makes people cling to life. Only when the author becomes philosophic and wordy in high-flown hooey about the "mean ing of death" and "the triumph of love over death," does the play become tire some. Even the talented star sue cumbs to oratory in some of these mo ments of intellectual flatulence. Always excepting the mighty Meri vale, the acting as a whole is distinctly inferior to the fine ensemble achieve ment in The Last Mile and Uncle Vanya. A couple of the men are good; Wallace Erskine, as the octo- TI4E CHICAGOAN 31 genarian roue, and Frank Green, as the soldier who chats with Death on some thing approaching even terms. The women are generally uninteresting. Helen Vinson makes the girl who loves Death so restrained as to be almost in ert. Some of the acting suggests the creepy hocus-pocus of the ordinary mystery show. A fantastic idea, Merivale and some bright thoughts on a dark subject make this weird piece of dramaturgy a suc cessful stunt. Life AFTER two evenings of Death, Life . as pagan and wanton as a flood of nymphs and satyrs in a forest of yore rollicks into the Majestic. Broader than Mae West, more symbolic and phallic than Jurgen, crazier than the Marx Brothers, Lysistrata fulfills the promise of its wide heralding. The in toning of its Greek chorus was not so noisy as the bombardment of welcom ing guffaws from Chicago's classicists. A man need not be a traveling sales man, nor have been a soldier returned from France, to sympathize with the Athenian soldiers home from the War to find their wives coy, tantalizing, but unavailable. It would be indelicate for a mere male to comment on the fellow- feeling the ladies in the audience might have for the torments of the impatient Kalonika and Myrrhina, doomed to temporary celibacy by the decree of Lysistrata. But the tinkling ripples of girlish laughter, soprano overtones to basso chuckles, indicate that the play is no respecter of sex in its appeal to the warm-blooded. If any bawdier roughhouse has been exhibited on a legitimate stage, it es capes the memory of this reviewer. But oddly enough there is no bad taste. This is probably due to two reasons. The spirit of a civilization with a more can did point of view towards sex is con sistently maintained; and the players, while joyously unrepressed, never let leering lubricity besmudge their carnal exuberance. They play cleanly. Nydia Westman, with her engaging baby-talk, makes her fluttering desire for a masculine embrace as natural and inoffensive as a baby crying for its bot tle. Words fail to describe the ex- cruiating fun of her pregnancy simu lated by a helmet beneath her Grecian robe. When Juliet Day prepares her trim halfpint of a husband, Burford Hampden, for the nuptial couch, one feels the ice is cracking. Hampden is a riot in his fidgety anticipation. Every BE PINK AND WHITE AGAIN SOFT clothes are here — evening gowns are trailing gently — hats are turned away from the face. Women are being themselves again — most decidedly! 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Soon it will be a fact. You will look in the mirror and find that the gracious clear-eyed, pink and white picture of youth is you! A telephone call will reserve just the hour you desire — Superior 6952. ELIZABETH ARDEN 70 EAST WALTON PLACE • CHICAGO Elizabeth Arden's Venetian Toilet Preparations are on sale at the smart shops LONDON PARIS BERLIN ROM E MADRID © Elizabeth Arden, 1930 32 line contains an undertone of double meaning. But the episode passes blithe ly into the general hilarity. Mrs. Co- burn makes a quiet, impressive Lysis trata. The part could use a bit more humor. The waddling Charles Co- burn, as President of the Senate, is as broad in method as he is in girth. My college degree is too dusty for recollection of what actually ended the Peloponesian War, but Lysistrata should have. Shoes Too Large FOR those who regard Harry Rich- man as the creme de la creme of entertainment Sons O' Guns, the lav ish occupant of the Grand Opera House, will come over as hot stuff. Harry has his songs, Cherie, Sunny Side of the Street and Singing a Vaga bond Song. He puts them across with his customary studied gestures. Enough comic material is at his disposal to sat isfy his most ardent admirer. If, on the other hand, you find in Herr Rich- man only a night-club chanter whose varnished manners and shellacked dome leave you cold, then the production may seem a great sumptuous mansion inhabited by a ghost. The memory of Jack Donahue will haunt your thoughts and make you critical of humorous situations which do not quite click. Sons O' Guns has stunning sets, catchy music, Rasch girls, good wise cracks on the War, enough story. But it is all so familiar — a tale told and re told. That is unimportant, however, if the telling is vitalized by an engrossing personality. A pretty child, tagged with the flossy name of Gina Malo, is heavily featured for reasons not readily appar ent. She has one of those super-cute French peasant parts, good ever since Lilac Time. Her spritely antics are fetching enough, but do not seem in digenous to the soil of France, nor very important to the success of the evening. Amusing comedy is supplied by Dav'd Hutcheson, a silly-ass British Major with a priceless accent. He has a good song, Let's Merge. By all means — if Harry Richman makes your heart go pit-a-pat. 'The Quild Relaxes IMPRESSIONS of Garrick Gaieties * at the Blackstone — a bunch of clever kids doing charades at a house-party — an urchin thumbing his nose at a pompous, silk-hatted deacon — white instead of blue black-outs — acting for TUECU1CAGOAN the fun of it — putting clay feet on idols. Albert Carroll, the sad-eyed imitator; good as Napoleon; better as King George; best as Lynn Fontanne — frank biography uproariously kidded it\ Washington and the Spy, a bit of scrambled history with our own Neal Caldwell effective and ornamental as the Father of his Country — the amus ing plight of the Patron of Art who tries to cover all of Chicago's cultural pastimes; intimate and personal josh ing at our expense— the delicious satire song, Sing Something Simple, put over with perfect enunciation, pearly teeth and winning moue by Ruth Tester — Philip Loeb giving Grover Whalen the bird — Johnny Wanama\er, Gilbertian chorus finale. The voice and back of Albert Car roll as La Fontanne in the burlesque of the Guardsman — the face and voice of Otto Hulett as King Alfred the Lunt in ditto — the rough-house dancing of Sterling Holloway and Doris Vinton — Panic's End; what Stanhope, Osborne and Raleigh might do under fire of fall ing prices; topical as hell — Rosalind Russell's shrewd take-offs — the eyes of Imogene Coca — James Norris doing Guy Robertson in a royal razz of op eretta of the Rio Rita-Nina Rosa school — the dance of the bulky Ruth Chor- penning in ditto — everything about ditto. General impressions — cozy — unpre tentious—witty — highly entertaining. Terlmutter in Qagland THE audiences who now patronize the Adelphi are as interesting as anything that takes place in Mendel, Inc. Jewish people seem to possess the rare and admirable quality of being able to laugh at themselves. They turned Abie's Irish Rose into an institution and kept the firm of Potash and Perlmutter in business for years. At this successor to those operas every gag — there are thousands — sends most of the spectators into spasms of joy. The foibles of their race in its Ghetto aspect appear to be richly humorous to the Jew — and jus tifiably so. The dialogue in Mendel might have been written with a pair of scissors and the scripts of a hundred vaudeville skits. The three featured comics, Alex ander Carr, Charles Dale and Joe Smith (the latter two graduates of the Avon Comedy Four) spend the eve ning slapping each other with quick comebacks, viz. : TMECMICAGOAN 33 Dale — "This tea you gave me tastes like cocoa." Smith — "I must have given you coffee." The action takes place on the East Side, "where clothes don't make the man, or even fit him." It involves the customary incompetent paterfamilias (this time an inventor) who rises from the ignominy of washing dishes for his wife and children to opulence and a silk smoking-jacket. The lachrymose Mr. Carr weeps grandly in the part. Julius Tannen's boy, William, appears as the juvenile. He is not quite ready for big time. Mendel, Inc., is concocted for easy and indiscriminate laughter. Leiber J OUIS ECKSTEIN was once alleged *— to have remarked that he did not mind the Ravinia deficit as long as he was convinced by the attendance that music lovers really wanted his opera. Harley Clark may view with similar emotions the disappointingly small crowds at the Civic Theater It seems a pity. While the Leiber productions do not blend into the fine unity achieved by the Stratford Players, nor exhibit the individual brilliance of some of the Broadway Hamlets and Juliets, the presentations are good Shakespeare, sincerely and intelligently set forth. The thundering herd of plays invad ing our local theaters prevents extend ed discussion of the repertory at this time. Only The Merchant of Venice and King Lear were viewed the first week. Mr. Leiber's fond and foolish King is better than his fawning and cruel Jew. The interpretation of any of the famous Shakespeare characters is largely a matter of personal prefer ence. I like my Shylocks to have a cut ting edge and the bite of humor. The star's speech is too thick and his method too heavy-handed for sharp definition of the usurer. Nor is his Hebrew ac cent consistently maintained. On the other hand, there are moments in his King Lear which could hardly be im proved. The drained languor of the old man awakening from his madness is beautiful; the passage between the King and the blind Gloster rich in feel ing and pathos. The changes in the company are largely on the distaff side Mary Hone brings a well bred Bryn Mawr manner and clear, modern reading to the young girl parts. 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By movie I mean none of the bad things and the one good thing the term im plies. The Big Trail is authentic cin- ema, the kind of thing that can be done for a few by book, for none by stage, yet for the millions and equally well for the thousands and the hundreds by screen. It is the kind of subject that could be consummately described as big if that little adjective hadn't been so consummately burgled of significance by misapplication to little subjects. It is, in other words, the kind of big subject that The Covered Wagon was, Abraham Lincoln is, and perhaps one or two pictures next year and year by year thereafter may be if the screen doesn't go completely stage as it seems firmly determined to do . . . one of the profits in seeing The Big Trail is a sudden realization that, what' ever the box offices may say, the talkie has become a good deal more speakie than movie (if you can stand the jar' gon) . It is, like The Covered Wagon and The Iron Horse, a reproduction of a vital chapter in the history of plain America; unlike them, it lets you listen to as well as see the pioneer as he was. It is as much better than its forebears as two senses are better than one. There is, of course, a fictional story. I don't recall it very clearly, something about a scout who avenges a murder, but it isn't important save as means of occasional respite from contemplation of vast scenes backgrounding the slow, tremendous advance of the covered wagon train across swollen stream, parched desert and impassable chasm. This is the spectacle, the substance of the production, the reason for its be' ing. It is your complete justification for seeing The Big Trail before you see any other picture. I'll not spoil it for you by telling more. Qeorge Jrliss, Actor THE leap from The Big Trail to Old English is enough to test a Byrd. All that the former is the latter isn't, an assertion equally true if re versed. And just as the actors in The Big Trail are forgotten five minutes af ter The End, so is the story of Old English eclipsed, obscured and engulfed by the performance of George Arliss (although, now that I think of it, Mr. Arliss' vehicle has a bit of history on its own account). Old English is as fine a play as The Big Trail is a pic ture . . . and this play-picture thing is getting too involved to carry further, isn't it? Most of you are familiar, of course, with Old English. And those of you who are not know well enough that anything employed by Mr. Arliss for exercise of his talents is of necessity something worthwhile. The news here, then, is that the directors, technicians, advisors and mechanics whom Mr. Arliss must of necessity depend upon when performing for the screen have done no single Hollywoodian thing to mar the great actor's efforts. This amounts to a practical assertion that the hour spent in the cinema with Old English is equivalent to three hours spent in the theatre with the same play. If that seems to indicate that it is, at least mathematically, three times as good as the play, then so be it. It is. Then, There was Norma — I HAVE given you reasons for seeing two pictures, The Big Trail because it's big and Old English because it's fine. The reason for seeing Du Barry is quite different. Du Barry should be seen by persons sincerely interested in the cinema for the good reason that it shows with incredible completeness and finality just how bad, rotten, lousy and altogether worthless a motion pic ture can be and still cost a million dollars. Still another reason for seeing it is that it is quite likely to be your last look at Norma Talmadge. Probably the proper thing to do about Du Barry is to editorialize. It affords basis for a nice, solemn piece about the folly of not retiring while you're going good. A more worth while item might be written about the need for a competent writer to supply dialogue before the play begins. A still more important observation could be made in pointing out that it isn't a generally sound practice to scramble history, tossing the French Revolution about like a handball, for the sake of a six-bit thrill. I spare you these, how ever, and reiterate the suggestion that TUE CHICAGOAN 35 you see Du Barry for the reasons given. It will make the next dozen pictures seem marvelous. Qet This Name WRITE it down— H. D'Abbie D'Arrast. Whenever you see this name printed as director of a pic ture, see the picture. He made two silent pictures so much too good for the American trade that no one noticed them. Now he has made Laughter, which in turn has made him, and the subtleties that died for him in pan- tomine sing his praises in dialogue. Mons. D'Arrast is the single bright star in the directorial firmament this decade, and he's a constellation. Laughter, by the way, is in essence the dear old story of the show girl who married money and turned out to love an artist. In synopsis it's precise ly like a hundred other pictures; in fact it's like none. Nancy Carroll is the girl, Fredric March is the artist, and there are other good players. But it is D'Arrast who makes them do un interesting things interestingly, who brings Miss Carroll time and again to the brink of an emotional speech be yond her talent and then saves her the trouble of making it, who gives Mr. March the free rein no other director has and permits him to turn in as fine a performance as you care about wit nessing. And it is D'Arrast who doesn't make the middle-aged million aire a fool nor clutter the ending with explanations of what happened to all the secondary characters and why. It is, I'm trying to say, Mons. D'Arrast's picture — and what a picture! Trifle-Check CONFESSION : I don't like Amos 'n' Andy. 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American express Travel Department Chicago, 70 East Randolph St. Indianapolis, Ind., 259 So. Meridian St. Milwaukee, Wis., 457 East Water Street American Express Travelers Cheques Always Protect Your Funds for prejudice, personal dislike and plain cussedness, I do now solemnly declare that Chec^ and Double Chec\ is not as bad as I expected it to be — it's ten thousand, three hundred and eleven times worse (figures are approximate, but close). Cjuy Named Gilbert I'VE an idea that Way for a Sailor would be a corking picture if it weren't for John Gilbert. I'm sure it would be good, no less than a knock out, if Jack Oakie had Gilbert's role in it. And if they deleted Jim Tully, who blossoms and fades as an actor herewith, it might approach a certain rough classicism. It has everything to make up a sensation, in the sense that Be hind the Front and What Price Glory were sensations, except the two right actors in these two fat parts. Gilbert's voice is the bad news about him; a tenor seaman just doesn't go down. Tully 's trouble is that he not only looks like a swine but talks like one, which is just what he's supposed to look and talk like at that. Wallace Beery, the third sailor, is the salvation of the trio and the picture. He alone utters the salty lines of the crispest dialogue that's come off the screen in the manner they require to keep them from grating. He makes them funny; the other boys never make them better than obscene. It's too bad, in a way, that a com edy which, line for line, crowds the funniest rough stuff being done on the stage, should be spoiled by a couple of bad actors. It'll be quite a while be fore anyone summons up courage to try another picture like it. When someone does, I suggest that he employ Gilbert and Tully, direct them to a bat tle in the first reel and let them dispose of each other for the good of everyone concerned. Legion Stuff THE Foreign Legion is in again, represented this time by Rene gades and this time, I think, represent ed pretty much as it is. Probably no other organisation, civil or military, has been more frequently used and misused by the celluloid manufacturers. This picture bears up under the facts. In it men do much as men do in the Legion, things happen as things do hap pen, and for a final touch men die much as men die. Warner Baxter is the principal, Noah Beery second, of four Legionaires who desert. Myrna Loy is the girl it's all about. Riffs are played in great abundance by innumerable gentlemen who were cowboys for Bill Hart and the the sands of the desert also double. The plot goes cock-eyed about midway down the picture and from there on it's anybody's game until the quartette from Rigoletto stage a rally in the ninth inning and Little Eva lets daylight into her ol' white massa just as the sun goes down and in time to raise a cheer for the director who had the good sense to kill 'em all as a last means of stopping the thing. Notwithstanding all of which, it's a more interesting picture than any other on the same subject, if that's a distinction. Qang Guns Bark GANG guns bark, beer barons are bumped off, liquor flows freely and a good time is had by all who take part in The Squealer. The all is in clusive of Jack Holt, beer boss, Davey Lee, his son, Matt Moore, his attorney, Dorothy Revier, his wife, and a lot of other people including a jailful of con victs who riot in the now approved manner of cinema convicts the world over. Most of the things we've been taught to believe gangsters do are done, a final noble gesture doing away with the noblest of them all and leaving the coast clear for his lawyer and his wife to get on swell together. As a com edy, it isn't at all bad, but I'm afraid it's intended to be a drama. It's a Song IT'S a good tune, this Maybe It's Love, a distinct lift as it comes over about 7:15 in the morning on the Marshall Field clock, but it isn't much of a pic ture. The picture, of which it's the theme song, has Joe E. Brown and ten football players from ten good colleges, cast as themselves, plus a gal plus an irate father plus a plot they used last year for some other football picture. When the cast is engaged in singing the theme song, which is most of the time, the picture is as good as the song, in other words very, very good. The rest of the time it's nothing at all. Get it by air and save seventy-five cents. To See or Not to See the big trail: Authentic cinema, historic theme, genuinely big. [See it.] amos 'n' andy: Worse and more of 'em. [Don't see it.] old English : George Arliss in another TWt CHICAGOAN 37 perfect picture. [It's a duty.] laughter: Nancy Carroll, Fredric March and others in a swell picture. [Go.] DU barry: Norma Talmadge shows just how badly it is possible to invest a million dollars. [No.] WAY FOR A sailor: John Gilbert as a tenor sailor in a he-man comedy that isn't; Jim Tully also flops. [No indeed.] THE SQUEALER: Jack Holt is the noble gangster this time. [The headlines are better.] renegades: A bloody and distended cele bration of the Foreign Legion. [If you go for gore.] maybe it's love: A good tune in a bad picture. [Dial it instead.] GOOD news: Not so good. [Don't.] A lady surrenders: Formerly Sincerity, still a good play, perfect with Genevieve Tobin. [Do.] [continued from page 33] Torrup, adds a bit of Swedish to the variegated accents of the company. She is not dominant enough for the lady barrister. Of the men who hold over from last season, Lawrence Cecil, John Burke and Hart Jenks are giving capable sup port. Especially Cecil as Kent in King Lear. More of this anon. BACKGAMMON [begin on page 16] 4. Faire La Chouette. Thanks to the French any number of people may play at one game. 5. Diversification. No two games resemble each other which eliminates the periods of boredom inevitable in most games. 6. Concentration is not necessary and conversation of the players or watchers doesn't interfere materially with the game. A few of the disagreeable features of the game which may lead to its early demise follow in the order of their importance. 1. Noise. A very noisy game. With the rattling of dice, and the screams of the players and bystanders, it is utterly impossible to carry on a bridge game or read a book in the same room with backgammon. 2. Excitement. 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Foster 8c C 115 Nortn Wabask A COMMUNITY AND SUBURBAN SHOPS In the Drake Hotel 7o5o South Shore Drive 519 Dtversey Parkway Evanston - Oak Park venue 38 TI4E CHICAGOAN MUSIC Remains the Fashion i A] O, Paradise! to sit there on the horse hair sofa, of a Sunday afternoon, while she plucked the golden notes of Hearts and Flowers from the fam ous Harp that Papa bought for her at Chicago's great music store MUSIC German Advance on the Opera Front By ROBERT POLLAK SEVERAL new members of the German wing made their bows on the second night of the opera season in a memorable performance of Die Wal\ure. Of these the most notice able was Frau Lehmann, a young soprano who has been cutting a wide swath on the Continent for the last four years. She sang a Sieglinde that ranked with the familiar Brunnhilde of Leider; and her voice, which wanders easily through the soprano registers and is capable of great power and purity, has Leider's heart-felt, emotional qual ity, a quality that seems to recognize instinctively the terrible tragedy of the Ring. The Wotan was Hans Her mann Nissen, who will also sing Sachs at the initial performance of Die Meis- tersinger. The role seemed a little too low for his voice, especially during the second act when Conductor Pollak re leased the brass with his usual enthusi asm. Althouse, ex-Metropolitanite, made his local debut as Siegmund, a Siegmund better than Lamont's or Strack's but still not much above average. It would be an exciting ex perience to hear, if only once, a great Wagnerian tenor. They don't seem to exist any more. The direction and costuming were, as usual, quite ridiculous. If this Wal\ure represents Dr. Erhardt's Teutonic methods, nothing significant can be hoped for from the new stage director. Baromeo, singing well as Hunding, struck the conventional attitudes. The principals stalked about unnaturally, timing their gestures, with the orches tral beat. Siegmund and Sieglinde, the former encased in what appeared to be a ton of fur and feathers, the latter in the traditional white nightie, peered at each other embarrassedly through long orchestral interludes, or posed am orously in the manner of Madame Tussaud. The Valkyries, and this was a new one on yours truly, whirled themselves about until they were dizzy. The only way to realize that here was the best Wal\ure the Civic Opera had ever given, was to sit in the aisle with your back to the stage. On Sunday afternoon, November 2, Moranzoni guided Muzio, Formichi, Maison, and Laszari through an excit ing performance of L'Amore dei Tre Re. If you don't hear this score too often its passionate lyricism remains very thrilling. It is curious that Monte- mezzi has never done anything as good since. Moranzoni furnished a brilliant orchestral design and the principals sang better than any foursome I have ever heard in the work. AT this writing the gifted Skalski is ^ well under way with his orches tral season in the renovated Kimball Hall. He has dedicated his band to the task of teaching the man in the street what a pleasant experience an hour of music can be, and, to this end, he is giving three daily concerts, severally devoted to "classic," "semi- popular"' and "popular" programs. His band of forty-five, considering that its rehearsal time has been limited, plays with notable accuracy and verve. He has not yet taught his string section to listen to itself, but his musicians are expert enough to remedy their oc casional faults within the next fort night. Skalski has called upon the services of some good young soloists. Of these the most startling is a pianist named Ralph Dobbs who handled the difficul ties of the Second Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto with poise and mature intelli gence. The concert schedule for each week is included in an attractive brochure called the Roundelay, which also serves as the publication of the orchestra. Skalski, a talented musician and a rich personality, has something specific to offer to a new public as yet untutored in the pleasant mysteries of music. I hope it flocks to him. Neatest Trick of the Week "CLIPPING away to Orchestra O Hall during a portion of the opera, La Argentina was found dancing before an audience that tested the capacity of the hall and with about as many turned away as when she used to come to a smaller place." — Ed Moore in the Trib. BY the third Symphony Saturday night the orchestra was in top form. The string section, under the TUC CHICAGOAN 39 leadership of the new Mischa, seemed to be in excellent shape. In the old days the electric impulses from Gor don's bow sometimes jumped away a split-second ahead of the rest of the first fiddles. Mischakoff, probably be cause he is a less brilliant violinist, submerges himself in order to obtain a perfect ensemble from his particular companions. Stock offered the third Brandenburg Concerto of Bach and, on the sec ond half, the Fourth Symphony of Tschaikowsky, a manly work that can be quite seductive if you don't hear it oftener than once in three years. The novelties: In the Faery Hills, a first Chicago performance, by Arnold Bax, and a Symphony Concertante for horn, piano and orchestra, written by Mark Wessel, ex-Northwestern faculty mem ber and winner of the Pulitzer prize for composition. Wessel has apparently jumped headlong into the green waters of Schonberg, and doesn't quite know where to swim. The four movements of the concertante, although expert in workmanship, revealed no thematic ideas of any consequence. The first two divisions especially, dragged them selves out interminably to the complete stupefaction of the audience, which only arose from its lethargy, I am con vinced, because the motif of the scherzo sounded vaguely like the Star Spangled Banner. Mr. Wessel took care of the piano part in competent fashion. On Sunday two items. The impec cable Heifetz fiddled divinely at Or chestra Hall. He combined, as usual, his customary aloofness with a warm intelligence and consummate technical proficiency. At the Fine Arts Building Frieda Hempel appeared in ' a recital which did not shake my belief that it is only the exceptional virtuoso who quits before it is too late. IN spite of an inadequate pit orches tra and one of the worst conductors I have ever seen, the music of Sweet Adeline — the Kern-Hammerstein show at the Illinois — cannot be hid under any bushel. One of the most amazing things about the musical show world is the way this Kern gentleman keeps dashing them off, year after year. He possesses, in infinitely lesser degree, of course, the same gift for neat, spon taneous expression in song that Schu bert had. Unlike those of Gershwin, his orchestrations are never needed to flavor the direct expressiveness of the melody. And the beauty of that melody is obvious in spite of the lachrymose ululation of Helen Morgan. KEEP your tkroat smooth and young, and it will heighten the charm of your lace. But let crisscross lines give your throat an ageing crepy texture , and your lace will sutler, too . This is not mere theory. During the many years in which she studied women s beauty problems, .Dorothy Gray dis covered that the fading of youth and crepy throat always begin together. And so she devised wonderfully successful treatments for preventing crepy throat, and lor correcting it. These treatments are given at the Dorothy Gray salon, 900 North Michigan Avenue. Here, and at leading Chicago shops, you can obtain the Dorothy Gray preparations for your home use. May we give you the Dorothy Gray booklet? Ti^Jien next you're in Paris, enjoy your regular Dorothy Gray treatments at the newest Dorothy Gray salon, a lovely old house charmingly situated at 34, Avenue George V. DOROTHY GRAY 900 North Michigan Avenue Telephone Whitehall 5421 New YorK. • Los Angeles • /San Francisco vv asmngton Atlantic City © D. G., 1930 40 TUE CHICAGOAN 7he HOTEL PANCOAST MIAMI BEACH, FLORIDA A DISTINGUISHED guest ' * recently said: "The art of living attains per fection at the Pancoast." His remark was inspired by a composite vision of the hotel's many superior advantages . . . luxurious details of service and ap pointments . . . celebrated cuisine . . . unsurpassed location, directly on the ocean . . . private bathing beach and exclusive ca bana colony . . . exotic tropical gardens . . . com fortable proximity to all sports activities. It ex plains why Pancoast guests arrive early and remain late in the season . . . also, why it is advisa ble to secure reservations well in advance of your arrival : : J. A. PANCOAST, Pres. L. B. SPRAGUE, Mgr. DIRECTLY ON THE OCEAN MARCH OF THE HOURS Shaw — The Dramatic Sketch — Personalities By ALION HARTLEY UNTIL a week or so ago I took Shaw with prefaces or with ges tures, or even in Movietone, but never from the air. Neither did anyone else in America; Shaw regularly shied from microphones until his recent debut, for which CBS played host. This soften ing toward Radio on his part may be a sign of dotage, but on the other hand the possibility of senile lesions in a brain that can compose an after-din ner speech with as good a grace as Shaw's must be quite distant. Albert Einstein followed immediately after G. B. S., but he spoke in German, and local stations felt no qualms about cut ting him off to go on with their own programs. The difficult timing of the English pick-up was handled with sur prising dexterity. It was an interest ing broadcast all around, particularly during Shaw's portion, which was periodically interrupted with cries of "Hear! Hear!" or "Here! Here!" (no telling which) whenever he cracked one of the famous Shavian nuts. His Radio voice was very good, although the reception hummed a little and was occasionally broken by strong static. Shaw has a good face for television, too; Ananias must have looked some thing like that. Still in the more intellectual vein, WMAQ bowed low to the humanities last week and presented Countess Lisa Cipriani in a discussion on Dante. Having at one time been subjected to a course in the works of that gentle man, I believe that most of the factual matter and her Italian pronunciation (exhibited in the reading of excerpts from the Inferno) were correct. But La Cipriani, unfortunately, does not speak English very well, and because of that fact or the formation of her larynx, the gurglings and cadenzas which marked her elocution were dis tinctly unpleasant over the air. There are accents and accents; Madame Cipriani's was not ingratiating, and it was a mistake to let her speak before a microphone. A woman's voice good for Radio is a rare thing anyway, and when the words are irritatingly hard to understand, one begins to wish the woman's place were really in the home, where she can rule the world in a less audible manner. In the matter of women on Radio, the finger of shame points accusingly at Jane Hamilton, who speaks on interior decoration over WMAQ in the after noon. Her hour is a doubtful spot on the curriculum of a station in most respects far beyond the average. Miss Hamilton necessarily reads her material, but she does so with the slightest pos sible regard for grammar and inflection. Unforgivably, she splutters, and splut tering is something no radio audience with any sensibilities can abide. It is a worthy cause she speaks in, to be sure, but I shall forego a knowledge of the intimacies of interior decorating un til another than Miss Hamilton dis penses it. Information on Radio is de pendent on more than the value of the information itself; there are aesthetic considerations as well. FOR reasons of delicacy, I am a lit tle hesitant about speaking of the Radio dramatic sketch. It is a rather pathetic thing to speak of, somehow; a bit gauche, like voting Socialist. Radio drama has not yet got beyond elemental stages which the theatre left behind years ago. It has failed to make the distinction between sentiment and emo tion (if there is one), between action and melodrama, between character and caricature. With exceptions, the stories deal in bromides, implied or explained. The quality of their execution, of course, varies. Dramatic talent on the chains is better, on the whole, than on local stations. The work of WENR's Harry Law rence, who writes The Smith Family and Romance Time, epitomizes the general character of Radio drama. A typical story runs to this effect : Mary and Joe are a vaudeville team, aching to go big time. During their act Joe whirls his partner about by the ankle, holding her with one hand. On the same bill is an actress named Jane — the Lilith element. Joe and Mary quar rel, and Joe (the psychology is Freu dian here) accidentally lets her slip, so that she fractures a rib or so, allowing Joe to take Jane as a new partner. Mary recovers, and Mr. Lawrence pithily remarks, "Broken bones heal in a short time, but broken hearts!" Mary TMECUICAGOAN 41 goes back to the stage, finds that Joe and Jane have broken up, forgives, for gets, teams with Joe again, and the studio orchestra plays what one might expect. Only the important scenes are acted out; a narrator tells the rest. Even the chains make no radical de parture from this scheme; they go far ther afield in search of effects, but the bromidic content is just as high. Listen to Arabesque on CBS or The Empire Builders on NBC; it's one and the same. The conclusion is not that good drama is unfitted to Radio, but that no one has gone to lengths to make it fit. Mr. Gihon of WMAQ recently made an attempt in his presentation of the events that led to the signing of the Magna Charta, but he is no dramatist, and it was badly carried out. There are other Radio writers, too, who be gin to feel the urgencies of good taste upon them. I hope they heard the Goodman Theatre's WMAQ broad cast of scenes from Hotel Universe; it was a bright ray indicating something more cheerful ahead. REGULATIONS occasionally stand aside for nicotine or genius, some' times for both. It was Ben Bernie's inextinguishable stogie in this case. When the maestro contracted with NBC to announce the RKO hour, he remarked a large and prominently displayed placard which absolutely for bade smoking in the studios, a senti ment to which he had violent objec tions. No one could do anything for him but President Aylesworth, and to him went Mr. Bernie with his story. Mr. Aylesworth weighed the relative values of Ben Bernie and cigar ashes, and put up another sign. It read: ABSOLUTELY NO SMOKING BY ANYONE (Except Ben Bernie) Ben has another story of how he nearly became a pioneer in long distance transmittance. While he and his orchestra were broadcasting through WEAF about eight years ago, he de cided to conduct a test broadcast in the hope that they might reach Australia, something no other New York orches tra had been able to do. The test was set for four o'clock in the morning. At four precisely the orchestra, weary after an evening's work, began, with a tense Mr. Bernie leading. They played for a full hour with no response. Then the coveted telegram was rushed to them. "Program coming in fine," it [turn to page 55] & <AO CHICAGO NEW YORK r/>r ^* ^> rr&rrrrr: s s b-) p^-^^**"^'1^ LASSCO BOAT TRAINS Speed, ewell seasoned ewith sun shine and luxury, over the enchanting southern route to — HAWAII .U REVOIK' to Chicago on a Wednesday ... an evening in Hollywood the follow ing Friday ... a week later, "Aloha . . .good morning!" in Hawaii! Take the calendar and check it for yourself! 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LOCATION— On the shore of Lake Michigan facing East End Park . . quiet, restful. 2. CONVENIENCE — Nine minutes from the center of things by Illinois Central Electric (300 trains daily). Fourteen minutes by motor. 3. ROOMS — Six hundred of them and every one has an unobstructed view of Lake Michigan, outside exposure, tub and shower baths, and many other features. 4. SPORTS — Private skating rink, three tennis courts, horse shoe court, com pletely equipped children's play ground, and varied forms of indoor entertainments and amusements. ik. CHICAGOBEACH HOTEL CWCAGO, ILL. BOOKS Zona Gale's Book of Short Stories By SUSAN W I L B U K IT is with fear and trembling that I review Zona Gale's new book, first, because it has already been postponed three times and by the day you read this it may have been postponed a fourth. And second, because of some thing that Miss Gale, or Mrs. Breese, if you prefer, said at the opening din ner of the Midland Authors the other night. It was about that enigmatic novel of hers Preface to a Life, which it seems both I, and a gentleman who translated it into Russian, misinter preted. We thought, you see, that the man went mad because of his bourgeois surroundings and a psychosis caused by marrying the wrong girl. While really he was merely a speculation in what might happen to any of us if we should suddenly sprout an authentic sixth sense. We wouldn't be crazy, of course, but people would undoubtedly think us so until they got the sixth sense themselves. The new book, Bridal Pond is short stories, one of them copyrighted as far back as 1913. All of them have the authentic Zona Gale quality, but com bined with events of a violent order. Motor cars dive into ponds or forests, and weddings almost invariably prove fatal. The Complete Shaw BARRIE did not publish Peter Pan until it had been playing for twenty or thirty years. For fear of ill effects on the box office, William Shakespeare never published his plays at all. But these are extreme cases, and our hopes of reading Shaw's The Apple Cart would appear to be moder ately good. Of course we can't get it in the bookstores now. As one book seller remarked, Shaw himself would have to borrow a prompt copy. None theless I feel sure that it can't be long. And my sureness is based on nothing less than a syllogism. William Wise and Company of New York have un dertaken to publish the complete works of Bernard Shaw. The works of Ber nard Shaw would not be complete without The Apple Cart. Therefore, in time, they will publish The Apple Cart. And, furthermore, since they have undertaken to publish the com plete works at the rate of one a month — seventeen hundred sets at ten fifty per volume — and as they have already reached The Irrational Knot, it can't be more than two or three years at the outside. And in the meantime we can be reading the Lysistrata. If you wonder what parts were left out of the Chi cago version — as one critic has called it — you have only to read the Philadel phia version. If you wonder what Gil bert Seldes left out to begin with, you may then consult the Loeb classical library (Putnam's). And if you still wonder what Aristophanes really said, you have only to look over at the Greek text opposite. Life on a Barge THE WATER GYPSIES is an English book society choice and has been going big over there for six months. It ought to go big in America too — if comparisons mean anything. It opens with a description of a house maid's day that is as meticulous and as overwhelming as the one in Norah James' To the Valiant. The house maid lives on a moored barge not un like some of the housekeeping arrange ments in Charles Dickens, and her father is a second Micawber. Dickens' England being also in evidence at the Black Swan, where beer is drunk and skittles is played. The canal boat trip puts one in mind of Rome Haul. The method suggests Angel Pavement. By opposites of course : Mr. Preistley keeps his seductions from happening, while with Mr. Herbert they happen and then nobody seems any the worse for them. It also suggests by contraries Henry B. Fuller's T^ot on the Screen. Where Fuller took a movie and made real life of it up to the point where life could no longer keep pace, Mr. Herbert takes reality, applies movie captions to it — a hug either is or is not love's bliss — until it turns into a movie, with Jane gently pushing her husband into London River and the high life artist Mr. Bryan attempting to cheer her up by a trip to London, complete with bath. This is as far as my comparisons go, but perhaps I ought to add that there TME CHICAGOAN 43 are descriptions of the dog races, the races at Epsom, the speeches in Hyde Park, a motor bike ride, and a Socialist Sunday school. 'Paternal Tyranny LIKE her prize novel Wild Geese, * Martha Ostenso's Book League monthly novel The Waters Under the Earth is the study of a heavy father. Only this new father is smaller and quieter in his technique. When he catches one daughter painting another daughter in the nude, he simply seizes the paints and other apparatus and burns them. Apparently that is all that is necessary. When a son men tions his engagement he tells him that the girl is town property. Which suf ficiently dampens not the boy's enthu siasm but the girl's. Occasionally a child revolts to the extent of tearing off a wedding veil or starting out with a lover, but such attempts always end in disaster. So much so that father ends by being a jinx, like the mummy of Tut-ankh-Amen. The youngest child, however, sees through him, does what she can to get her brothers and sisters loose, and when even locking drunken husbands in burning houses proves useless at least makes her own getaway. Whatever you may think of the plot, the country background is good, and the texture of small town events. EVEN when the book club war was at its height, you had only to men tion Edwin Arlington Robinson to make everybody stop and think for a minute. By the critics he had long been recognized as our largest scale American poet, but until his Tristram went out to its docile fifty thousand practically nobody except the critics had ever read him. Now of course we all do. His latest pen, The Glory of the Nightingales, is, like his next to the latest, Cavender's House, a modern story with a murder in it, a psychology that turns the significance of its events upside down, plenty of passages where you have to dig for the meaning, and plenty of others where you can just sit back and listen to the beauty. SINS OF NEW YORK: AS "EXPOSED" BY THE POLICE GAZETTE, bv Edward van Everv. With an Introduction by Franklin P. Adams (F. P. A.) With 120 Reproductions of the Original Wood cut Illustrations. (Stokes.) Sins are sins even if they are committed in a bustle. And although the illustrations are quite plainly in imitation of John Held, Jr., the total effect of this volume is less quaint than lurid. The title says New York, but as the Gazette was national, Chicago slips in now and again. There is, for instance, one beautiful woodcut of some Chicago girls, who would now be great grandmothers, getting a mannish shingle. -*o; m ¦•¦¦ .- bjf S HAWAII BOAT-TRAINS dash to the MALOLO LAST SEASON'S SCHEDULE TRIMMED 12 FULL HOURS Even Hawaii becomes more entrancing when one is provided such service as this! The Malolo, of course, for your sea voyage — the luxurious 4-day liner to Honolulu. To catch the Malolo, a Boat Train that speeds you across the continent to San Francisco without change. Why, the trip is just like stepping from winter into springtime — especially since the schedule this season is 12 hours shorter. • • • 3 Boat Trains for 3 Different Sailings IstTrain 2ndTrain 3rdTrain Leave New York Jan. 20 Feb. 3 Feb. 17 (New York Central or Pennsylvania) Jan. 21 Feb. 4 Feb. 18 -S. P.— Overland Route) Jan. 24 Feb. 7 Feb. 21 Jan. 28 Feb. 11 Feb. 25 Leave Chicago (C. & NW.—U. P. Leave San Francisco (S3. Malolo) Arrive Honolulu As restful as your favorite club— these Ma lolo Boat Trains. But there's no increase in fares for their extra luxury. Better make a note to ask today for reservations at your travel agency, railroad office or: MATSON LINE 140 So. DEARBORN ST., CHICAGO Tel. RANdolph 8344 44 TUECI4ICAG0AN SSOO MILES round and cross AMERICA TO OR FROM CALIFORNIA thw, PANAMA CAIMAL V,A HAVANA Only three weeks to complete the round trip from Chicago back to Chicago, and reduced steamer rates still prevail. Sail from New York or California on an electric steamer — Pennsyl vania, Virginia, or California — the largest ever built under the Ameri can Flag. Sightseeing at Havana, Panama City and Balboa. A 7-hour trip through the Panama Canal. Then up the Pacific to San Diego, Los Angeles, San Francisco. By rail to Chicago, with stopovers at points of interest. Ask for booklet, "Tours Around and Across America," with list of suggested itineraries. Or apply to authorized steamship or railroad agents. 180 No. Michigan Ave., Chicago, HI. GO, CHICAGO! fa no ma facifie *i\ . ._ ._. .. - w i}C ST E AM E B^S It's Being Done By LUCIA LEWIS ERNATIONAL MERCAN1 PERHAPS the Lindberghs did it. Or their gallant and delightful father. Or D. H. Lawrence. Or Will Rogers. Or just an astute travel agent looking for new worlds to sightsee. Whoever started the present craze for Mexico deserves a laurel wreath made of traveler's cheques. For we seem to realize suddenly that there is more to Mexico than revolutions, and it's the best thing that could happen to us in a gloomy year. There is sun, there is warmth, out door life, there is wine, there is beauty, there is gaiety, there is an- tiquity almost stupefying in its gran deur, there is leisure. It is a land swiftly reached, and not at all costly. What a place in which to forget for a little while the ticker tape blues! The chief objective, perhaps, is Mexico City — about as perfect a spot for the winter vacation as anyone could ask. This resplendent capital has been a favorite of more knowing travelers for some years but the mob hasn't burst upon it yet. Therefore, you will find a refreshing absence of the carousing type of countrymen who have "Americanized" Havana and Paris. Give them time and they'll get there, of course, but this year at least Mexico City is in its splendid heyday — an up-and,-coming fashionable place while it is most popular with the amus ing crowd and before it has had a chance to get too popular. ASIDE from the magnificent drives t all about the city, from the Cas tle of Chapultepec to heavenly Cuer- navaca, the exquisite floating gardens of Xochimilco, and half a dozen other idyllic spots, there is much lightsome frolicking to be done. The Hotel Geneve and all sorts of famous res taurants and cafes revel in glorious cuisine and products of the vine. The shopping is swell, both for the en chanting native products and for im ports that are not handicapped by high tariffs. About it all there is the glamour of music-filled patios, guitars and clinking glasses under tropical skies, brilliant theatres, operas, bull fights. And all of it is only two-and- a-half days by fast train from Chicago. An interesting series of tours is be ing launched by American Express, the first leaving Chicago on Decem ber 20th and the last one closing the Mexican season early in April. There are eight in all and these really are the super-super sort of thing. Don't confuse them with the mob scenes of some conducted "excursions." Select ed small groups are helped along by an experienced courier, all the travel details are attended to, the drives are done in grand style with fine ma chines and the best trains used all along the line, accommodations are arranged for at the best hotels. Thus, you lead quite a carefree existence and get more into your schedule than if you handle everything yourself. A quite reasonable lump sum takes care of everything, even to meals. Nor do you stick to banal table d'hote stuff but order as you please. All you need to bother about are personal expendi tures, shopping, wines and the like. The Mexican tours take about three weeks and those who choose may con tinue for a thirty-eight day swing around Central America by steamer from there on to Cuba and back by way of New York. The Mexican tour starts from Chicago and ends here on the crack trains of Illinois Central and Missouri Pacific, though the tour may be joined at different points along the route. THEY include a six-day stop in Mexico City with several visits to nearby resorts and to quite a siz able group of other high-spots. After the enchantment of the Floating Gar dens, another trip by daylight train takes you through some exalted moun tain scenery to Puebla. This is one of the oldest Mexican cities cradled in a valley at the foot of three famous volcanoes. Here are the marks of the Spaniards and of old Mexico in the beautiful Cathedral and the brilliant architecture; the marks, too, of much more ancient races in the great Pyra mid of Cholula, which was old when the Aztecs came upon it in the twelfth century. From Puebla to Orizaba the trip ranks with the famous scenic tours of the world, and Orizaba is a charming health resort with one of the noblest breweries in all Mexico. The next stop — Guadalajara — is very Spanish. Flowery patios, guitars TME CHICAGOAN 45 strumming, mantillas, bands playing on the Plaza. Five miles out of town is the awesome canyon Barranca de Oblatos, related by gorgeous coloring, size and beauty to our Grand Canyon. On the west coast of Mexico, at Mazatlan, the Central American mem bers of the party board ship while the others continue northward by train, along the coast, through lush plains girdled by mountains and deep forests, with primitive Indian settle ments staring at the modern engine from a thousand year vantage point. And that's not all. After you return to the United States you visit Tucson, San Antonio and New Orleans. Quite a jaunt, quite a jaunt. IF you choose to approach Mexico by another path, there are two ships in the West Indies schedule which include a stop at Vera Cruz. One is on the West Indies cruise of White Star's new Britannic and the other on Red Star's Lapland. The Britannic cruise leaves New York on March 1 4th and includes Nassau, Port au Prince, Kingston, Vera Cruz and Havana. The Lapland, on its February 18th cruise, takes in the same ports. From Vera Cruz passen gers for inland Mexico are taken by rail through amazing mountain scenery to the capital, with visits to the great pyramids, the cathedral, Chapultepec and all the other interesting spots of Mexico City. Now if you want to be still more unusual you might take a schooner from Cozumel to Progreso on the east coast. Then by train and motor truck you land at the marvel of Chichen- Itza, the vast Mayan settlement which the Carnegie Institute is excavating. Many books have been written about the Mayas and their almost unbeliev able achievements centuries and cen turies ago, but you must see it yourself to grasp the immensity of the thing. Estimates on the age of Chichen-Itza and the date of Mayan civilization vary all the way from a thousand to eleven thousand years before Christ. What ever its age, Chichen-Itza offers ruins as great or greater than any you'll find in Egypt. To the heart of the jungle, from enormous distances the natives dragged the huge blocks of stone that form the fifty-acre platform on which the city was built. Before any build ings were erected this great area of polished stone was laid, and on its sur face we now find the temples, the pyra mids and palaces and dwellings of a city four times larger in extent than Out of Winter Into Spring A few hours away lies the sportsman's paradise . . . girdled by fragrant woods of long-leafed pines . . . warmed by the reassuring sun. Perfect, rolling fair ways on 5 D. J. Ross golf courses (with new grass tees) . . . tennis courts . . . riding . . . polo . . . shoot ing . . . archery. And at your command . . . the lux urious accommodations of the Carolina Hotel. For reservations or new illustrated booklet, address General Office, Pinehurst, H- C. 4 CAROLINA HOTEL NOW OPEN J^i mm i fP^rTrffl ranaia r tehutst , NORTH CAROLINA America's Premier Winter Resort 46 TI4E CHICAGOAN THE SMART RESIDENCE OF CHICAGO Seneca apartments have been Carefully planned and proportioned. Every thought and consideration Has been given to those particulars Which make a home of comfort . . . Luxury and happiness. Discrimination in selection of guests Has produced an atmosphere Of quiet dignity and refinement. The Seneca is distinctly established As the family residence of Chicago. TWO HUNDRED EAST CHESTNUT choice of the preferred families CIRO'S (OPERA CLUB BUILDING) 18 WEST WALTON PLACE Luncheon -Tea -Dinner TELEPHONE 2592 DELAWARE Chicago. Many of them are still per fectly preserved. The development is amazing. Here you see elaborately carved palaces em ploying the high-step back architecture of our modern cities with the murals inside still glowing and colorful after thousands of years. The huge pyramid of El Castillo with the immense feath ered serpents swarming up its sides in stone is greater than those you'll see along the Nile. There is a great ball park which shows up our much-touted stadia; the Court of a Thousand Col umns, twenty acres of dazzling white stone columns and temples all carved with the sacred serpent motif; passages winding underground about the whole city; the Sacred Well where excavators came upon the skeletons of hundreds of maidens who were sacrificed in the religious ceremonies of the Mayas; ex quisitely carved jade and mosaic orna ments, produced no one knows how, as there is no trace of jade anywhere in North or South America; the astrono mical temples where the Mayan priests evolved the calendar and time calculat ing method more exact that our calendar. Gentlemen of adventurous tastes or luxury-loving sophisticates, we give you the Mexico of the Mayas or of the mod erns. Either one adds a new fillip to the travel theme. ARTISTS INCREASE ROBINSON: ORGANIZER of a first rate small gallery in the Diana Court. Be ing herself an artist, she proves her taste in her choice of exhibitors. The gallery answers a very apparent de mand for the exposition of the work of the better painters of Chicago (by vir tue of their fame). Smart in manner and presentation, it offers a definite contribution to those of this flourishing city who grasp the meaning and effect of fine, modern painting. Near the en trance sits a "stone baby jaguar." It has the appeal of all small felines in in fancy. Best painting: Still Life, by Frances Foy. Serves to cheer one with the thought that first rate painting, from all critical aspects, is being crea ted in Chicago. It is suggested that this gallery be attended by the kind or otherwise reader, in quest of verification of the above statement. JUNIOR LEAGUERS: REVEAL themselves in portrait form at the O'Brien Gallery. Some 616-622 So. Michigan Avenue O/i/cado Sixth Floor Arcade Bldg. 0 Announcing SPECIAL MODELS FOR formal evening wear, Sunday night frocks and evening wraps. Reduction now on the fall models of coats, suits, dresses and milli nery. New Policy — T^o charge for usual readyto'wear alterations. Far? You con make it / to El Mirador by Thursday Morning California's within commuting distance now. Pack now, leave tonight, and you'll be there by Thursday morning. Leave everything that suggests win- y ter behind. It will be SO in the sun at' El Mirador Thursday noon ... . but Thurs day night will be crisp and cool . . . you'll sleep under blankets and enjoy a log fire. Come for as long as you can. Even two weeks of it will send you home with a mid-summer tan. (May we send our bookl ///,.. garden o' etfilfADOrS PAL/Ti SPfMhGJ C A L I F O K IMA AMERICA'S FOREMOST DESERT RESORT TI4ECWICAG0AN 47 are excellent, both in subject and ex ecution, especially that of Mrs. John Winterbothom, Jr., by Abram Poole. And again, but regrettably, are two portraits by the eminent and insecure Salisbury. Present, is a canvas by Martha Walker. Almost the best in the exhibit. Angela Johnston appears as etched by Nordfeldt of Santa Fe. Jean Dumas, a clever imported modern ist, is seen in his portrait of Mrs. Wil liam D. Home, Jr. Roy Collins and Francis Chapin also contribute. There are entered at least two or three sin cere examples of the "art of painting.'" Most appear to have complied with the "ego-demand" of the ladies in the paintings. Oh, well! FRANK LONG: A TENNESSEE-PARIS-CHICAGO i painter who shows some woodcut prints of notable quality at the Wal- den Dudensing Gallery (Palmolive Building). Force of composition, striking execution and sensitiveness, come forth from the prints upon the wall. Flowers like flames and flashing mountain backgrounds disturb pleas antly the critic. Copper-red nudes fling across the lined surface of two compositions. The entire group proves the worth of the artist. Only sugges tion to the reader: Go and see these prints. ADOLPH DEHN: BERLIN-AMERICAN, who dis covers the charm of winter land scape in America after years of satiri cal drawing on the Continent, where he became known as "The American Gross." Original ink and wash draw ings of "Japanesy" scenes; dark lines of trees beyond a snowy meadow, rolling, quiet hills at dusk and many more of the well enduring facets of the "out- of-houses world." The most charming drawings on exhibit in the city at pres ent. At Walden Dudensing. — PHILIP NESBITT. In Next Issue "Pinkerton Holds the Bag- By ROMOLA VOYNOW Another Stirring Episode in the Life of Chicago's Great Detective Genius V_d IE. splendor of the evening mode is reilected in this regal ermine wrap, exquisite- with its richly con trasting" sable collar. Vionnet scores another triumph in this gracious clas sical evening gown, cut low in the hack and finished with a how and just yards and yards ol shirt. kepro- duced in peach panne velvet. MAVOY 61*5 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE FURS - HATS • GOWNS « COATS • SUITS « BAGS « HOSIERY « LINGERIE « FOUNDATION GARMENTS CI4ICAGOAN 407 So. Dearborn Street THE CHICAGOAN 407 So. Dearborn Street Chicago, Illinois Sirs: I enclose three dollars for which please send me THE CHICAGOAN at the address given below. (Signature). (Address).... 48 B4E CHICAGOAN SMART SHOP DIRECTORY KATHARINE WALKER SMITH Offers Drastic Reductions On All Dresses, Coats and Suits. In comparable Values. 270 East Deerpath Lake Forest 704 Church Street Evanston ANNABELL CHUD Evening Corsettes and Foundations for the formal gown; also utility wear. See model on your own figure at PITTSFIELD ROTUNDA (and our branch shops) 33 North Wabash Avenue Dearborn 5965 of distinction Suite 201 Pittsfield Building li®** FURS 108 N. State St. 220 Stewart Bldg. C Prances R , 1660 East 55th STREET AT HYDE PARK BOULEVARD s?V CRACIOLS fc* HALE FOf DICNITY FOR THE MATRON AND THE CHARM OF YOUTH FOR THE YOUNCER SET SHOPS ABOUT TOWN Rest You Merry Gentlemen By THE CHICAGOENNE MEN are problems at all times but never more so than at Christ mas. Tread lightly when you offer them gifts. In the matter of wearing apparel they are usually like the little boy who wants a leather cap just like all the other boys, and you'd better be pretty conservative. They dote on fine fabrics, exquisite tailoring, gorgeous leathers, and will be much fonder of you if you spend your all on a very, very handsome single piece or hankie than on a mediocre ensemble or set. Anyway, if you are giving some thing to wear, go to one of the im pressive, dignified shops, get some thing awfully good and preferably English, steer away from anything that looks too gay and dashing and you will probably be a Success. In sports things, of course, you need not be quite so staid but be sure to cling to the absolutely correct. That's why the good shop is important, because the salesmen in these establishments are usually founts of sane manly advice. On the other hand, I have found that in the business of accessories, desk appointments, beverage tricks and the like, the masculine taste runs to novel things that they can show off with. Because these are the items that are fun to examine we have been fritter' ing away our time with games and shakers, and offer our discoveries to the Christmas shopper who is tired of ties, scarves, shirts and mono- grammed handkerchiefs be they ever so handsome. Heah they ah! On Wabash Avenue there is the treasure house of Von Lengerke and Antoine, not only for men but for women and boys and girls and dogs and horses. In gaming equipment there is a great array of backgammon stuff. The new tables are a little nar rower and more convenient, and if your giftee does not take his game quite so seriously as all that you can get very neat backgammon boards in all sizes and types of material. There is even a backgammon cover that can be tied on any bridge table which would do nicely for those who play just as a little diversion from the seri ous business of contract. The real hound, though, demands a regular cork boarded table and V. L. &? A. have some that would make perfect gifts. THERE are also roulette tables, from the small home size to a lordly affair for a thousand dollars — a great mahogany table with a large, carefully balanced wheel fitted into one end, an extension at the side for the banker and his chips, and a gen eral air of Agua Cahente. Smaller roulette wheels are legion, and there's a handy new device in the way of a folding mahogany rack, with openings something like a street-car conductor's change holder. This is a dandy for amateur croupiers who always get tangled up in the stacks of chips and it keeps them from spreading all over the table. Every other game and sports equipment you can think of is here, but we must on to the refresh ment problem. A very attractive cellarette on wheels is astonishingly reasonable and convenient with its tray, highball and cocktail glasses, pitcher shaker, and good sized decanters. Then there are, as usual, some amusing new shakers and pumps, one of them a pump mounted on a wooden keg which holds the liquor and carries a rack of glasses underneath. The prize gift of the year, to my mind, is a set of fat beer glasses decorated with German drinking scenes, each stein emblazoned with the name of a famous German brewery. If he voted Democratic, for heaven's sake get him these. Handsome smoking equipment is always splendid for the man who has a den, library or impressive desk. Those onyx ashtrays they love so much are now embellished with real istic figures of pheasant, partridge, whole hunt scenes, as well as the more familiar dogs and horses. Then there is a metal airplane paperweight which performs as a lighter when you whirl the propellor. The excellent Humi dors are present at V. L. 6? A., in sizes for either cigars or cigarettes, and there are all sorts of interesting cigarette boxes. Some in wood may be decorated with pictures of his own dog or horse or with monograms or yacht emblems if you act fast TUECWICAGOAN 49 enough. From the Royal Doulton works come some unusually beautiful boxes and ashtrays decorated with hunting scenes or birds. In personal accessories, carved crys tal is becoming awfully popular. V. L. 5? A. have crystal motifs or balls carved with dogs' and horses' heads, monograms, club or yacht insignia on tie clasps, cuff links, watch ornaments and key chains. Other amusing key chains are decorated with gold or sil ver golf balls, riding crops, golf clubs, or kegs. These suggestions are a mere drop in the bucket. Run over yourself to see how many really at tractive and unusual things they have. DOWN the street, at A. Starr Best, you can find those impeccably handsome and suitable gifts to wear that we were talking about; as well as some striking items in other lines. The curio and antique corner is a wonder fully satisfying place to search for something awfully fine to give some one awfully special. The things here are not confined to men's interests. A rare old desk, prints, Staffordshire fig ures, precious chests, a lovelv mellow old globe dating from 1812, would be treasured by any woman. But there are" some things eminently fitted to make a rare gift for the dis criminating man. Among these are some distinguished old sporting prints, a pair of Tattersal coaching scenes, lovely antique tea caddies with the in side changed about and fitted with chips and cards, old liqueur chests beau tiful with age and usable as ever. For the collector of old firearms there are some rare items in a pair of Persian pistols enwrought with delicately chased silver, the handle studded with coral and turquoise; or a handsome pair of French flintlocks dating from 1675, antique dueling sets, and the like. In the less costly and modern things there is a particularly good collection of pipe racks and tobacco jars for those persnickety pipe smokers. Especially beloved, they tell me, is a fat, yellow and blue, Royal Doulton jar. This has a firmly clamped top that operates like a Mason jar and keeps the tobacco for ever fresh and sweet. In more personal accessories they have some stunning English bedroom slippers, featherweight wood cigarette cases with exquisite inlay work, some unusual dress cases and lighters in black lacquer on sterling. You must also look at the canes with silver tops which unscrew to dis- ^^ imiLLER I N S T I T U T I O N INTEK NATIONAL E I. Miller captures the magic of color EVENING SLIPPERS to match your jewelry! Even though your evening frock is fashionably White, it is smart to show your colors in your slippers ! And if you would launch the very newest thought — choose I. Miller slippers, matched to your ruby or emerald, garnet or turquoise jewelry! This color grouping of accessories and shoes is solving many wardrobe problems for the fashion- wise! Not only White, but every type and tone of evening ensemble is fittingly complemented by the many effects in I. Miller Evening Slippers! Custom Shoe Salon 312 SOUTH MICHIGAN AVENUE Spending a fortnight or more away from Town? Notify The Chicagoan, as indicated below, and each fortnight will be topped off with a resume of the impor tant events detailed by staff observers steadfast to the duty of reporting a city that slows not nor slumbers. (Name) : (New address) (Old address) (Date of change) THE CHICAGOAN An Ideal Xmas GiSt! MODERNISTIC PATTERN CHINA PORCELAIN PITCHER, combined with Ade-O-Matic juVce Extractor for'SEgSST Automatically operated by slight downward pressure, causing head to revolve, removing every drop of juice instantly, without rind, pulp or oil. Easily cleaned. Guaranteed. Furnished in green, yellow or blue i.95 Mugs 50c extra TheAde-O-MaticCo. 435 E. 41st St. Los Angeles, Calif. From your dealer or direct, postpaid To Advertisers: Unobtrusively as we may, and with a modesty we cherish above glory, we mention for those interested in statistics a gain of 21% in advertising lineage for 1930, inclusive of this issue, over the correspond' ing period of 1929. For those interested in smart advertising, with statistics or without, we mention the December 6 issue (out November 29) as par' ticularly suitable for display of holiday merchandise. THE CHICAGOAN close a plunger which pulls up cigar' ettes from the inside, or another with silver-lined inside which holds a con siderable quantity of liquor. YOUR pipe smoker would be in terested in a new leather pouch shown at The Hub. This has a con- venient zipper closing and is divided into two sections, one for the tobacco and another for the pipe. It is very compact and neat and should keep pockets free of that stale smell or tobacco particles. The Hub also em ploys the zipper closing on some hand some utility bags, sturdy and sensibly fitted with simple ebony things. One utility box that seems to get nothing but praise everywhere is the sternly simple Hamley Kit. This is made by skilled saddle-makers, is of al most everlasting leather polished to a fine glow, a glow that gets more beau tiful with the years. There are no hinges or clasps to rust or break, the seams are hand sewn and half a dozen unrelated things may be tossed into it for safe, dry-keeping. There are sizes for toilet articles and larger ones for a variety of things. I have heard men burst into enthusiastic excitement over the practical qualities of the kit — for shaving things, brushes and all that, as well as for tackle, cartridges and other things which must be kept dry and safe on camping trips. The Kit is shown at the Pendleton Woolen Mills shop in the Palmer House, at Von Lengerke and Antoine, A. Starr Best, and other shops. To lighten that daily chore of shav ing you could choose nothing more ac ceptable than one of the new shaving mirrors on display in Field's Store for Men. These may either be set up on their stand or hung on the wall and they have a strategic electric blue bulb in back to insure a perfect reflection. BEAUTY Christmas : Feminine By MARCIA VAUGHN EVEN if there were nothing inside of them, these exquisite packets that bloom on the toilet requisite counters would deserve a place under the Christmas tree. For the sheer beauty of the offering you should tuck in a flacon of perfume, a gleaming com' pact, an exquisite box of powder or some other dainty trifle to enchant the eye or nostrils. To make it really hunkydory, see that the package con' tains a first-class preparation, select thoughtfully so that it is suitable in color, fragrance, and action for the type and personality of the recipient. Then, you have a Gift as is a gift. Perfumes are legion and, to make things easier, this column will present a pretty exhaustive analysis of intri guing fragrances in our next issue. Until then you might profitably exam ine some of the following items, which are interesting and unusual as gifts or as additions to your own dressing table. IN a pale rose and silver box, for instance, Hudnut has assembled one of the most workable manicure sets I have yet seen. There are generous bottles and jars of every necessity — Du Barry liquid nail enamel, remover, cuticle oil, cuticle cream, whitener — all with nice tight screw tops so that you won't find goo leaking all over every thing after you have broken into the set. There is also a cylinder of powder polish that is operated ingeniously by pressing the top against the buffer. Then, and only then, does the sifter work. Otherwise you can drop it about casually as you please without leaving a trail of white powder. Each bottle has its own compartment with an extra little step so that it can be set upright while you are using it. To top it off there is a package of really fine orange wood sticks, emery boards, nail files, and a good-sized buffer with removable cover. I ask you — is it a joy ? ! ? Incidentally, the Du Barry liquid T^ail Enamel has a nice translucent quality and does not crack or peel. For conservatives in the daytime the Natural shade is just right, a sort of blush pink in a soft pearly tone. IF your lady is really serious about the lady fair business (or if you think she ought to be) she will dote on a course of treatments at any of the bet ter salons. You can sign up for six or more at rates considerably lower per treatment than that for a single one, and every time the recipient of your gift emerges from a restful salon hour, all clear-skinned, glowing'eyed and happy she will call down blessings upon your head. A course ticket to Eliza' beth Arden, Dorothy Gray, Marie Earle in the I. W. A. C. building, or Helena Rubinstein will be a joy for months. You may also buy courses in exer' cises at Arden's or in the fresh new floor of the Rubinstein salon, which THE CHICAGOAN 51 we'll describe as soon as it opens the middle of this month. This new dc partment makes the salon just about as complete an affair as you could imagine. There are to be exercise rooms, a solarium, dietetics and cabinet bath treatments under the jurisdiction of a recognized physician, chiropody prac ticed by one of those experts who make works of art out of everyday toesies. (Just remember what horrid cTAnnunzio said about Eleanora if that doesn't seem important to you.) AN interesting gift, and something i she probably doesn't have or you'd know about it, is Margaret Brainard's Cosre Lamp, now being shown at Saks- Fifth Avenue. It's a handsome affair, operated very easily, and it really does things to your face. The lamp exudes violet rays but they have been short' ened or modified in some way (ask the nearest scientist) so that they absolutely do not tan the skin. However, they do stimulate the cells to greater activity, arouse the circulation, and thus do their part to keep the complexion clear and fine. The warm glow of the lamp is wonderfully relaxing and since it liquc fies whatever creams you may have on your face at the time they penetrate more deeply and do a more effective job. Miss Brainard has prepared a pair of delightful creams, one for cleansing and the Satin Cream to nourish the skin. This latter has a gorgeous rich feeling and a sheen as satiny as its name. For parched, chapped, weather' beaten, or any dry skins it is splendid, whether you use it with or without the Cosre lamp. The lamp of course makes the skin absdrb the Satin Cream or any nourishing cream just so much mofe readily and, as I said, it should be a thoroughly welcome gift. If you can't think of anyone to give it to, you might be good to yourself. SOME issues ago I told you about the little Velvetskin Patter which is operated by plugging it into any elec trie socket. This does a noble job of stimulating while it pats creams and lotions into the face and neck with no effort at all, at all. Now it appears with an extra set of "fingers," a little longer and firmer, to be used for scalp massage. The scalp fingers are easily attached and now maybe we will all give our heads the nightly stimulation they cry for even more than our faces do. If you already have a patter the extra fingers may be acquired by writ- When You Learn the Value of Soft Water You Too Will Demand NATURAL SPRING WATER CHIPPEWA NATURAL SPRING WATER u The Purest and Softest Spring Water in the World" BOTTLED AT THE SPRING DELIVERED EVERYWHERE For Information or Service Phone or Write CHIPPEWA SPRING WATER CO. OF CHICAGO Phone Roosevelt 2920 1318 S. Canal St. "AN ADDRESS OF DISTINCTION" 4 t Infinitely ? ? ? Greater Value At the Drake you will enjoy spacious quarters . . . beautifully furnished. A dining service internationally famous ... a quiet . . . restful location . . . and convenient to all Loop activities. Rates begin at $5 per day. Permanent Suites at Special Discounts. THE DRAKE HOTEL, CHICAGO Under Blackstone Management 52 TI4ECMICAGQAN One of the Treats for CHICAGO VISITORS HOUSE WwrUT* OrMtMf Fith Hoxu* 65c Luncheons Choice of 9 kinds of fish Famous for Delicious Sea Food Dinners WONDERFVL MIDNIGHT OYSTER and LOBSTER SUPPERS 632-4-6-8 N. Clark St. at Ontario PHONE DELAWARE 2020 ANNOUNCING A SELECTION of eight separate and distinct species of fowl and meats (including, of course, tur\ey) for your Thanksgiving Dinner From noon to nine— One-fifty JACQUE'S FRENCH RESTAURANT in The Briar, 540 Briar Place Phone Lakeview 1223 for Reservations COUTHOUI STANDS AT ALL LEADING HOTELS ing the manufacturer or at Field's, and they cost something like two bits, so don't hesitate. This patter in its soft pastels makes a neat little gift too. The green is a very soft apple green and the other shades are just as feminine and at tractive. ANYTHING that adds luxury to L the bath is always a cheering gift in a grubby rushing world. Dorothy Gray dashes to the front with some exquisite Christmas bath sets — soap, dusting powder, oil, bath salts, and eau de cologne. You never saw anything quite so satisfying as her new Bath Oil which may be purchased by itself or in the sets. This rich oil in its trim handsome bottle makes a decc rative present and does something mar' velous to the bath. It is remarkable because it dissolves instantly in water, and just a tablespoon softens a tubful, nourishes the skin, prevents that irri' tating, dry, scratchy feeling, and scents the bath with the fresh tang of verbena, pines and delicate old'fashioned flow' ers. One of the most stimulating and un'doying bath adjuncts that ever came my way. A delightful after-thebath partner for the oil is the Eau de Cologne put up in the same kind of bottle by this house. For a stimulating rub, to pre vent perspiration odors and generally produce a feeling of fresh spic and spanless step this way lydies (and gentlemen, after shaving). No Roman ever had anything so sumptuous and altogether imperial at his bath as the new Matchabelli dust' ing powder. The Prince has added this very fine, delicately scented powder to his line and the box is grand enough to sit even in those jeweblike bath' rooms that look like a sybarite's dream of heaven. It is a chaste gray suede, gently outlined in silver, with the Matchabelli crown emblazoned on the top. I tell you the little woman would be pretty flattered to receive this, and your reputation for perfect taste would ring through the year. URBANITIES Cathedral 8000 THE girl who chants crisply "at the next tone signal the time will be — " and then tells you, in advance of that sharp little buz?, sits in a booth of oak and glass in the center of the huge switchboard room at Dearborn Office. Dearborn Office is the way you describe it if you work for the tele' phone company. It's that eighteen story building on Washington near Franklin. The chief operator has about fifty girls qualified to give time' O'day. They are all regulars who work in the little booth only on half hour shifts. When we paid our visit the in- cumbent was a girl named Lucy. She likes Garbo but she doesn't chew gum. Come to think of it there was not a wagging jaw in the place. Lucy sits in front of a wooden box on which are mounted two green lights and a set of dials. Above the box, on the wall, is a pair of electric clocks that are regulated by pulse beats from the city's master chronometer located in the basement of the exchange. Every seven and a half seconds the green lights go on and Lucy plunges into her apostro- phe to Chronos. If she is an expert it takes her about six seconds — no more, no less — to speak her piece, and its ter- mination is followed closely by the tone that tells the listening subscriber that another quarter of a minute of his valuable time has passed. The dials act as checks against the clocks and it is part of Lucy's job to record any dis' crepancies. The dial numbers flip around every six seconds like the fig' ure;> on a speedometer so that they cor- respond with the clocks every sixty. LUCY may not know it but she an' - nounces her unwavering chronicle through an amplifier. The Cathedral exchange is set up so that as many as a hundred and forty-eight loyal subscrib ers can listen in on Lucy at the same time. Our informant told us that the fellow who picks the names for the ex' changes did a good job when he thought of Cathedral. It's easy to dial and its first three letters are, of course, unique in the category of exchanges. What's more, the word is a grand, fat one, easy for the operator to under' stand. It occurred to us that it might have been chosen as a sly come'on for the Irish trade. We went down into the second basement to see the master clock that sets the pace for the whole city. It is an ordinary time piece, set in a wood frame about two feet square. But we gazed at it in wistful admiration when our guide, philosopher and friend re marked that it is guaranteed not to lose or gain more than five seconds a month. He also hinted, now that we were far from Lucy's particular prov ince, that, efficient as she is, she will TI4ECUICAG0AN 53 probably be replaced some day by a talking film that will record, for all eternity, the sad succession of seconds. — SOLITAIRE. Vox Paucorum A Department of Minority Opinion CONGRESS: Prattling that is purely punning may be anathema — yet I cannot help suggesting the good old line the dramatic critics used to use about a particularly effective bit of hokum, as applied to the present make up of the House of Congress. Regard less of the vote records, some of the investigations would seem to indicate that there really is not a dry aye in either house. — Perasper. AMERICAN SHOW: Being told that i only one-third of the work sub mitted to the 43 rd Annual Exhibit of American Painting and Sculpture was accepted by the jury of admissions, and as furthermore hinted that most of that rejected might have greater appeal to the average citizen, why does not some art philanthropist provide a place to show and compare the other two-thirds for their edification? — L. J. W. Angel pavement: Barging along i some mucky, gas-lighted alley with a ghastly drizzle seeping through your shredded topcoat. . . Angel Pave' ment. . . A delightful book, but goaded a bit too far into analyzing motives, deeds, thoughts, reactions, and anything else that has analytic possi' bilities — and some that have not. — J. 7s[. NAVAL COMMITTEE: After waiting for ever so long for the profes sional humorists to call attention to the slip, I shall have to do it myself. Inter' viewed in Paris about two months ago, Britten said that the Naval Committee had decided to cut out a number of battleships in the interests of economy. "The committee," he said, "decided to eliminate such and such ships, and pocket the savings." B. L. T. used to speak of commercial candor. How about Britten's remark for committee candor? We have so little of it. — P. A. P. w\ "K DULTS ONLY" FILMS: With several of these pink-ticketed pictures running currently in town, one Reserve Tables Now for NEW YEAR'S EVE the TERRACE GARDEN MORRISON HOTEL Corner Madison and Clark Streets $7,50 per person THE GAYEST SPOT IN TOWN ^iRodern-lrdriislu i^riutnfykani (Weddl ngs "Herecomes the bride!" Happy, proud, beautiful! The smiles of well-wishing friends. The soft light of candelabra — a resplen dent yet dignified background of calla lilies, ferns, palms... all that bespeaks the solemnity and importance of this occasion. Shoreland facilities — Shore- land catering — Shoreland serv ice make Shoreland weddings distinctive and smart. Nor are they prohibitive in cost. HOTEL SHORELAND FIFTY-FIFTH STREET AT THE LAKE is led to believe that a bit of exerted effort must be performed on the part of the exhibitor to win this coveted award. Pink tickets, no matter how poor the film, mean large grosses, you know. — E. M. S. 54 TWE CHICAGOAN Punch & Judy cinema unique Van Buren Street at Michigan Avenue THE IRISH PLAYERS in SEAN O'CASEY'S Stark Drama of A People in Travail "JUNO AND THE PAYCOCK" Romance . . . Conspiracy . . . Rebellion in the Emerald Isle CONTINUOUS 1 TO 11 P. M. Afternoons 75c - Evenings $1.00 Saturdays and Sundays $1.00 THE CHICAGO PREMIER 'THE SILENT ENEMY' A ***** Picture — Liberty See the Thrilling Truth! Wild Beasts! Wild People Fighting for Love, Life! A Romantic Love Tale, Depicting All the Primitive Emotions in a setting of a Wild People— in a Wild Country — Struggling for PRIMITIVE LOVE. CINEMA Continuous 1 to 11 p. m. Sat. and Sun., 75c Chicago Ave., Just East of Michigan Blvd. What to Give- The zero hour. And you can't think of a thing for Uncle Harry— for John and Beth who have everything — for that terribly critical Mrs. van Renssalaer. But take heart! Clutch our helping hand and toddle to just the shop that has just the perfect thing. In this issue, in the next, and in the one af ter that, follow "Shops About Town" to the best Christmas ever. What's more — you won't be too tired to make it a merry one when it comes. THE CHICAGOAN THIS GAS AGE Rickenbacker, and Several Motors By CHARLES C. SWEARINGEN WHEN I first began attending automobile races at Indian' apolis, Capt. Edward V. Rickenbacker was a pilot and a good one too. The design of speed cars driven by him and other noted pilots is reflected in auto- mobile construction today. When the United States entered the World War, Eddie was the idol of automobile rac- ing fans. In Europe at the time, he immediately caught a boat back to New York and endeavored to organize a unit of motor pilots. The Government showed no interest in the project so Eddie made other arrangements. He went to France with General Pershing, as his driver. As soon as the opportunity came he en' listed in the flying service and a year and a half later returned home as the American Ace of Aces. During his service abroad he attacked single handed seven German planes. Twenty- five victories in aerial combat are credited to him. Early this month, over a decade after the Armistice, his buddies saw Presi dent Hoover present Rickenbacker with the Congressional Medal of Honor. The same fuss wasn't made over his homecoming that was accorded more recently to a number of peace'time aviator heroes, for Eddie made little of his exploits and it was not until long after the war ended that friends learned of some of his adventures. Rickenbacker was twice adjudged as incapacitated for further flying because of defective hearing and ordered home. The nearest he got was Paris and American headquarters. Gen. Pershing ruled that Rickenbacker was needed over the firing lines because of his gameness. Although seldom on the front pages of the newspapers, perhaps no soldier is held in higher esteem by American aviators. Two of my prized possessions include Rickenbacker's auto graphed photograph and one of the first copies of his book, "Fighting the Flying Circus," sent me in 1919. Even if the government's official action in awarding the Congressional Medal was belated, his friends in par ticular and motorists and aviators in general are happy that he has been awarded the highest recognition the nation can bestow for bravery. No one deserves it more. For the benefit of those who have poor memories, Rickenbacker was com manding officer of the famous "Hat-in- the-Ring" Squadron, which brought down the last German airplane. CADILLAC comes forward again with something new in perform ance and beauty. It is the 12-cylinder model on the 140 and 143 inch wheel- bases. In general, the exterior lines of the new V-12 follow the style motif first revealed in the Cadillac V-8. Upon seeing the car, my first impres sion was one of sweeping length. The molding runs from just behind the radiator, straight back and around the rear. Above it is another molding which begins at the base of the wind shield post, curves slightly downward for a short distance, and then sweeps back and around the rear parallel to the lower molding. The windshield posts are sloped and have the same concavity as the eight. While six of the body styles on the V-12 are pro duced by Fisher and four by Fleet wood, the interior trim and upholstery in all are executed by Fleetwood craftsmen. Free wheeling with positive gear control, manufactured under Stude baker patents, has my approval. Its use opens up an entirely new sphere of safety, comfort, thrill, smoothness and economy. Its main features are easy, silent shifting between second and high gears at any speed without touching the clutch; provision of conventional engagement in all gears which makes the full braking power of the engine instantly available; full use of car momentum when the foot is lifted off the accelerator, permitting the engine to idle; and operating economy resulting therefrom, as well as from the elimina tion of harmful reversional strains on engine and chassis parts, because car momentum never "forces" the engine. A FTER an inspection of the Custom, f\ the Master, and the Standard, the three new 1931 Peerless straight eight motor cars, I was unable to find any radical alteration in design or per formance. Improvements include fur ther refinement of the four speed transmission on two of the chassis models. The Peerless transmission pro- TMECWICAGOAN 55 vides a powerful pulling speed in first gear, a fast acceleration range in second, a noiseless internal third gear — the "traffic" range — and a direct drive fourth speed. Gears may be changed from high to an intermediate range while driving as fast as sixty miles an hour. Fourteen different body styles on three chassis are offered for 1931. They are appointed and upholstered with fine materials and in perfect har mony with the new and striking selec tion of color combinations. All models are equipped for radio installation. Following the introduction of the new Royale Eight, Reo announces two companion cars, the Flying Cloud Eight and Six. These latest models with their stylish new dress and greater power represent attractive adaptations of the striking motif that governs the Reo-Royale design. They have much the same finely-molded contour and many of the luxuries and refinements of the leader of the new Reo line, but nevertheless are unmistakably indi vidualized. They come in three body styles, the sedan, victoria and coupe. In their windshields the Flying Clouds have shatter proof glass which many manufacturers have adopted. While discussing Reo I should like to mention that the new Reo-Royale has ash receivers that actually receive and hold the smoker's waste, and cigar lighters handily placed in front and rear compartments. There are also wide pockets and a big space in the dash to hold all manner of objects, a sheath for newspapers and magazines, dome lights that work automatically when the doors are opened, individual windshield wipers, and huge, soft arm rests. in PERSONALITIES [begin on page 41] said. "Congratulations. Socrates Pom- padeos, Newark, New Jersey." Radio, too, has an intelligensia. WGN has three Phi Beta Kappas on its staff: Blair Walliser, who writes Harold Teen, and Katherine Chase, who writes the Atlas Hour, from Northwestern; George Pidot, an nouncer, from Chicago .... anti thetically, Ransom Sherman of WMAQ's Three Doctors flunked the same course in public speaking twice wm> he was at Michigan . . . now he speo.Ks with glibness on anything from the laws of thermodynamics down, but he can't memorize a word. . . . George Stewart's name is not George, it's Phil REMEMBER THESE? Several Musical Comedies, Plays, Songs, Revues of Other Nights Remember Waiting for the Sun to Come Out from Sweet heart Shop,. Alice Blue Gown and Irene from Irene, Ethel Barrymore in Declassee, the first Hassard Short Revue, Adam and Eva, Listen Lester? Remember My Baby's Arms and Tulip Time sung by John Steel in the Follies of 1919, Clarence, Fred Stone in ]ac\ O 'Lantern, Apple Blossoms, Good Morning, Judge, Frank Tinney in Tickle Me? Remember The Old Fashioned Garden from HitchyKoo, The Famous Mrs. Fair, Al Jolson singing I Gave Her That in Sinbad, Beyond the Horizon, Helen Menken in Seventh Heaven, The Love 7\[est from Mary? Remember Aphrodite and that song, Alexandria, The Dover Road, Whose Baby Are You? and Left All Alone Again Blues from The Night Boat, Six Cylinder Love, Monto Cristo, Jr., Tip Toe? And remember the coupon below and how very simple it makes the sometimes difficult problem of reserving good seats for the current shows (which you'll be remembering in another decade) . Application must be received by The Chicagoan not less than seven days in advance of per formance for which tickets are desired. Application must be accompanied by check or money order in cor rect amount payable to The Chicagoan. | See page 2 for prices. 1 Application must be in writing; telephone orders cannot be ac cepted. Upon receipt of application The Chicagoan will effect reservation of seats and mail to applicant certificate entitling him to tickets when pre sented at the theatre box office after 8:00 P. M. on evening of perform ance (2:00 P. M. if matinee). It is suggested that applicants name a sec ond choice of date for which tickets are desired in case The Chicagoan's supply of tickets for specified per formance is exhausted before receipt of application. THE CHICAGOAN, Theater Ticket Service CI4ICAGOAN 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) $.. 56 TUE CHICAGOAN A palm lined drive in Boca Grande; Gasparilla Inn at the right. One of the Cottages. Inn service is available to the Cottagers. Announcing the Opening of Gasparilla Inn On January 15, 1931, Gasparilla Inn and Cot tages at beautiful, tropical Boca Grande, on the blue rolling Gulf of Mexico, will be wait ing to welcome you. The Inn has been com pletely refurnished, and truly, it is more delightful and comfortable than ever. An en tirely new golf course and a new club house have been built; and in the building of the golf course the landscape has been beautified and the bayous made into attractive lagoons. Near Boca Grande is the golf course on Useppa Island, and during the year team matches will be played between Useppa and Boca Grande. Tennis, bathing, boating and tarpon fishing will also be enjoyed. In Boca Grande there are four churches. Episcopal, Methodist, Baptist and Catholic. There is a grade school, and a bank offering complete banking facilities. There are stores for general commodities, and shops for fish ing tackle, golf and tennis supplies and the like. The management has arranged for a well known New York physician to be in at tendance through the season. For reserva tions, booklet, or further information, address J. F. Vallely, Gasparilla Inn, Boca Grande, Florida. Below: Gasparilla's attractive beach is situated on the Gulf. Below: Marking the beginning of a new era in golf is the new course and clubhouse. -at 4i -ONE KNOWS THEM BY THEIR HABITAT Those persons who always do things well . . . one knows them by their habitat » » They have a definite capacity for living amid the niceties of life without sacrificing any of the material comforts . . . and that at moderate cost » » They may be found swimming on the Cote d'Azur . . . applauding Toscanini at Baireuth... making a pilgrimage to Ober- ammergau » » At home — in the Barbizon-Plaza library reading Aldous Huxley ... in the Barbizon Concert Hall listening to Homer, Gabrilowitsch or Gieseking ...view ing the worth-while in art, in the Barbizon Petit Palais des Beaux Arts located on the mezzanine » » This is the spirit of Barbizon-Plaza ... a building dedicated to the privileged detachment of the cultivated mind. Of course the building has radio in every room and many other conveniences, is located within a block of Fifth Avenue and one block from Fifty-seventh Street, and is the center of New York's Art and Music Life and is convenient to theatres and shops. tTHE CONTINENTAL BREAKFAST is placed in a special recess in your door — in sealed container that keeps everything piping hot. No waiter to interrupt in the midst of a shave or shower. No charge. No tip. No delay. Pick it up whenever you are ready. BARBIZON-PLAZA, 101 West 58th Street ¦ Central Park South • New York Room, CONTINENTAL BREAKFAST and Bath. ..$20 to $45 weekly ¦ Transient Rates... $3.50 to $6.00 daily