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TWE CHICAGOAN i An almost Victorian motif is seen in the putt sleeves of this Velvet Nitegown trimmed in Alencon lace. $55 The New Silhouette is shown in this backless Evening Combi nation of Egg Shell Satin with real lace. »_„ $85 Vn effective Daytime Bag o» Black Antelope with Marcasite top. *85 A charming Negligee of Black Velvet with unborn Chinchilla. $9750 jf^^JS^ 11/ A Grecian effect is evi denced in this Coral Satin Nitegown with real lace. ^ qiPTT Milgrim Boudoir Slippers Above— Gold or Silver Kid, leather lined, c^ccq Below — Oyeable Satin with trimming o\ Kid in three pastel shades. $850 Gossamer weave one thread Hos iery in Street or Evening shades. $495 Box of 3 pairs $14.2$ A Necklace of Rhinestones and Emeralds with the Agraffes to match. $45 The perfume is "SALYMIL"— created, packaged and sealed In Spain by Myrurgta. $«q For the Christmas Season there is a de* lightful assortment of the finer examples of Negligees, Lingerie, Accessories and Costume Jewelry displayed on the main floor. MILG New York Detroit Miami Beach Cleveland 600 Michigan Boulevard, South A Pearl Bag with Silver Frame and Baguette Crystals. $195.00. Vanity Set of Black Enamel with Tvlarcasite ornament. $45. Diamond and Scientific Emerald Ring set in Platinum. $195. 2 THE CHICAGOAN THEATER <J)fCusicaI -KTHREE LITTLE GIRLS— Great North ern, 26 W. Jackson. Central 8240. Viennese operetta with lilting music and poor comedy. Bettina Hall and Charles Hedley head the cast. 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. Helen Morgan, Irene Franklin, Charles Butterworth, Jerome Kern music with the probably very gay '90's as background. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.85. Saturday mat., $2.50. +SOHS O' GUNS— Grand Opera House, 119 N. Clark. Central 8240. Fast, popu lar musical comedy about war, with Harry Richman, Gina Malo, some good songs and a lot of fun. Curtain, 8:20 and 2:20. Evenings, $4.40; Saturday, $5.50. Satur day mat., $3.00. 'Drama MYOUHG SIGNERS— Apollo, 74 W. Ran dolph. Central 8240. Comedy all about flaming youth, with Dorothy Appleby and Raymond Guion. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.50. +HOTEL UNIVERSE— Goodman Memo rial. Lakefront at Monroe. Central 4030. Philip Barry's play, at times beau tiful and interesting, which does not ac complish what its author has attempted. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings and Friday matinees, $2.00. Reviewed in this issue. +THE LAST MILE— Princess, 319 S. Clark. Central 8240. How the other half dies in the electric chair and in a prison revolt. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $2.50. Matinees, $2.00. *LTSISTRATA— Majestic, 22 W. Monroe. Central 8240. The Gilbert Seldes adapta tion of the rowdy, bawdy Aristophanes comedy of sex life among the Greeks. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.85. Wednesday mat., $2.50; Saturday, $3.00. A MONTH IN THE CO UNTRT— Black stone, 60 E. 7th St. Harrison 6609. Nazimova and an able cast in Turgenev's not very exciting but nevertheless nice comedy of imperial Russia. Curtain, 8:25 and 2:25. Evenings, $3.00. Wednes day mat., $2.00; Saturday, $2.50. Re viewed in this issue. MTHE OLD RASCAL— Garrick, 64 W. Randolph. Central 8240. William Hodge is just a swell old drunk and not our William Hodge at all. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $2.50. Matinees, $1.50. Reviewed in this issue. "THE CHICAGOAN" PRESENTS— Boulevard, by Bohrod Cover Design Current Entertainment Page 2 Caravansaries 4 Editorial 7 Football's First Step West, by Wal lace Rice 9 In Quotes 10 Mr. Pinkerton Holds the Bag, by Romola Voynow 11 A Temple to Travel, by Victor Have- man 13 Shades of Nightclubs, by Nat Kar- son H-15 The Symphony, by E. Millman 16 Hecht's Bad Boy, by Andre Sennwald 17 Distinguished Chicagoans, by ]. H. E. Clar\ 19 Town Talk, by Richard Atwater 21 Juno and the Paycock, by Sandor 22 A Month in the Country, by Nat Karson 23 The Stage, by William C Boyden 28 The Cinema, by William R. Weaver.... 34 Music, by Robert Polla\ 40 Chicagoana, by Donald Plant 42 Well Dressed Man, by Marion Strobel 43 Gifts, Gifts, Gifts, by The Three Shoppers 44 Books, by Susan Wilbur 52 Vox Paucorum 54 March of the Hours, by Ah'on Hart ley 56 Urbanities, by Solitaire 58 Sport Dial 60 THE CHICAGOANS 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 59. SUB WAT EXPRESS— Erlanger, 178 N. Clark. State 2460. A subway express train is the setting for a trick murder and a lot of fun. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00; Saturday, $3.85. Mati nees $2.00. Reviewed in this issue. *MICHAEL AND MART— Harris, 170 N. Dearborn. Central 8240. It might be called a murder mystery, though it isn't quite either, but it's by that old whimsy-shooter, A. A. Milne, and Madge Kennedy heads the cast. Also, the Dramatic League will carry on here. Cur tain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. To be reviewed. *CRADLE CALL— Selwyn, 180 N. Dear born. Central 3404. What might be called a comedy about Hollywood and eugenic babies. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. Re viewed in this issue. *MENDEL, INC.— Adelphi, 11 N. Clark. Randolph 4466. Comedy, if you laugh easily, with Alexander Carr and Charles Dale. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Eve nings, $3.00. Wednesday mat., $2.00. +CIVIC SHAKESPEARE SOCIETY— Civic Theater, Wacker Drive at Washing ton. Franklin 5440. Fritz Leiber and his players offer eight of the Bard's plays, through December 20. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings and Saturday mat., $2.50. Wednesday mat., $2.00. BLUE BIRD— Selwyn, 180 N. Dearborn. Central 3404. First of the Junior League's plays for children, through December 6. Children's Chauure Souris begins Decem ber 13. Ticket prices, $1.50, $1.00, $0.50. Also by coupon books. Saturday morn ings at 10:30. MUSIC 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. CHICAGO STMPHONT ORCHESTRA — Orchestra Hall, 216 S. Michigan. Harrison 0363. Regular subscription program. Friday afternoons, Saturday evenings. Twelve Tuesday afternoon concerts, two series of Young People's concerts and the Popular concerts on sec ond and fourth Thursday evenings. The fortieth season. Frederick Stock, conduc tor. Telephone for program information. LITTLE STMPHONT ENSEMBLE— Ful lerton Hall, The Art Institute. Concerts every Sunday afternoon at 3:00 and 4:15. George Dasch, conductor. CONCERTS AND RECITALS — Tipica Orchestra of Mexico, concert, Orchestra Hall, Dec. 1, 8:15. Marvine Maazel, pianist, recital, Studebaker Theatre, Dec. [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: SimDson Reillv Union Oil Building. Los Angeles; Russ Building, San Francisco. Subscription $3.00 annually; single copy 15c. Vol. X, No. 6. — Sec 6 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. TWE CHICAGOAN 3 New cMaieitic Radio WHAT A THRILL each night! New or- mastery of the air! And every note in chestras! New hits! Bands! Sports! the perfect, Colorful Tone that only Ma- News! The greatest entertainers of the jestic can give you. • YOU'LL BE PROUD nation coming in turn to your home to give a Majestic. 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Grigsby-Grunow Company and Affiliate-Majestic Household Utilities Corporation Chicago, U. S. A. 4 TUE CHICAGOAN [listings begin on page two] 7, 3:30. Vernon Williams, tenor, recital. The Playhouse, Dec. 7, 3:30. Harry Melnikoff, violinist, recital, Civic Theatre, Dec. 7, 3:00. Andreas Pavley and the Pavley Oukrainsky Dancers, Eighth Street Theatre, Dec. 7, 3:30. Myra Hess, pianist, recital, Studebaker Theatre, Dec. 14, 3:30. Georgia Kober, pianist, and Marcel Roger de Bouzon, baritone, joint recital, The Playhouse, Dec. 4, 3:30. Mary McCormic, soprano, recital, Civic Theatre, Dec. 14, 3:00. Ukrainian Chorus of Chicago, George Benetzky, director, concert, Civic Theatre, Dec. 28, 3:00. LECTURES ART INSTITUTE— Series offered by Uni versity College of The University of Chicago at Fullerton Hall; Some Aspects of Nineteenth-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. DRAKE HOTEL — Room eighteen, mez zanine floor. Series of informal lectures on Interesting Types of Recent Literature, by Mabel Oppenheim; The Novel of Fantasy, Dec. 5; The Detective Story, Dec. 19. Alternate Friday mornings at INDIAN TRADIHG POST— 619 N Mich igan. Whitehall 7532. Course of four lectures devoted to the life and culture of the American Indian is offered. Pre- Columbian Arts and Culture of the South west and Old Mexico, by Paul Marten, Dec. 9, 3:00 The Fol\ Arts of Mexico, by Robert Redfield, Dec. 16, 3:00. Course ticket or single admission. TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — Later TIP TOP INN-206 S. Michigan. Wa bash 1088. Soothing atmosphere, su perior service and fine catering JM IRELAND'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 N Clark. Delaware 2020. Admirable selection of seafoods, well prepared and served. ST. HUBERT'S OLD ENGLISH GRILL — 316 Federal. Webster 0770. God save our gracious St. Hubert's! JAC^UE'S— 540 Briar Place. Lakeview 1223. French cuisine that is notable and service that is beyond reproach. GRATLING'S— 410 N. Michigan. White hall 7600. In the hour of need of food you'll be glad you stopped. HUYLER'S— 20 S. Michigan and 310 N. Michigan. Both conveniently located for luncheon, tea and dinner. MAILLARD'S— 308 S. Michigan.^ Har rison 1060. One of the Town's insti tutions where the food and service are worth remembering. VASSAR HOUSE— Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Attractive. modern surroundings and exceptional cuisine. MAISOKETTE RUSSE—2800 Sheridan Road. Lakeview 10554. Russian Eu ropean catering and a concert string trio. EITEL'S — Northwestern Station. Few good restaurants in the neighborhood, but Eitel's is there anyway. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Dela ware 1242. Swedish menu and you'll de part well-fed and content. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Su perior 9697. Fine foods and music and that old Spanish atmosphere. PICCADILLT— 410 S. Michigan. Harri son 1975. The fourth floor, and that magnificent view of the lakefront. RED STAR INN— 1528 N. Clark. Dela ware 3942. Abundant with stout Teu tonic dishes and continental quiet. CIRO'S— 18 W. Walton. Delaware 2592. For luncheon, tea or dinner and always catering to the epicure. NINE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michigan. Delaware 1716. Formal and perfect; splendid foods and service. HARDING'S COLONIAL ROOM— 21 S. Wabash. State 0841. Efficient and popular and just wonderful food. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Diversey 8922. Here you may stuff yourself with big steaks in the small hours. /ULIEN'S— 1009 Rush. Delaware 4341. Bounteous table and Mama Julien's broad smile. Better telephone. HENRICI'S— 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. When better coffee is made Hen- rici's will still be without dinner music. KAU'S— 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. , An extensive German menu for those of hearty appetite. LAIGLON— 22 E. Ontario. Delaware 1909. New Orleans-Parisian dishes, per fect service and so hospitable. Morning — Noon — Nigh t BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Harrison 4300. Margraff directs the Blackstone String Quintette and there is the traditional Blackstone serv ice and catering. Otto Staack in charge. CONGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Con gress. Harrison 3800. Johnny Hamp and his boys return to the Balloon Room December 1, formal opening, December 6. Service a la carte; no cover charge. Ray Barrete will arrange. DRAKE HOTEL— Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. Clyde Mc Coy and his band. A la carte service, Peter Ferris presides. Weekly cover charge, $1.25; Saturday, $2.50. In the Italian Room, table d'hote dinner, $2.00. HOTEL LA SALLE— L& Salle at Madison. Franklin 0770. In the Blue Fountain Room, Husk O'Hare and his orchestra, and a crowd of very nice young people. Dinner, $1.50. Supper, $1.00. No cover charge. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Blvd. Hyde Park 4000. Conveni ently located, especially for southsiders, and offering a fine menu and service. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. Eisemann is maitre. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Ran dolph 7500. Palmer House Orchestra in the Empire Room; dinner $2.50. Mutschler greets. Victorian Room, din ner, $2.00. Gartmann is headwaiter. Chicago Room, dinner, $1.50. Horrmann attends. SENECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chestnut. Su perior 2380. The attractive menu and the irreproachable service of the Cafe draw the most meticulous diners. Table d'hote dinner, $1.50. STEVENS HOTEL— 730 S. Michigan. Wabash 4400. The largest establishment in Town. Cope Harvey plays in the main dining room. Dinner, $2.00. No cover charge. In the Colchester Grill, dinner, $1.50 and music. BELMONT HOTEL — 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. The excel lence of the Belmont menu is wellknown. Dinner, $2.00. There is no dancing. LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. Rendezvous of the Town notables, with equally notable cuisine and service. No dancing. Dinner, $2.50. Langsdor is headwaiter. HOTEL SHORELAH.D — 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The inimi table Shoreland menu and an atmosphere of charm and beauty. There is music, too. Dinner, $2.00. KNICKERBOCKER HOTEL — 161 E. Walton Place. Superior 4264. There are Town Club, Silver Room and Orien tal Room, particularly for private parties. Dinner in the main dining room, $1.25. In the Coffee Shop, $1.00. HOTEL SHERMAN— Clark at Randolph. Franklin 2100. Ben Bernie and his or chestra at the College Inn; Maurie Sher man for tea dances. Gene Fosdick and his band at the Bal Tabarin Saturday evenings. BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. The fine traditions of German catering and service are upheld here. The menu offers a tempting change. Grubel attends. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5 349 Sheridan Road. Longbeach 6000. Phil Spitalny and his orchestra play in the Marine Dining Room. Weekly cover charge, $1.00; Saturday, formal, $2.00. Dinner, $2.00 and $2.50. BREVOORT HOTEL— 120 W. Madison. Franklin 2363. Here you will find some of the gastronomic delights of real American cooking. Sandrock oversees. Dusk Till Dawn FROLICS— 18 E. 22nd St. Victory 7011. Good floor show with the usual amount of hoofing, singing and clowning, and Charley Straight and his orchestra. Cover charge, $1.00 during the week; Saturday, $1.50. CASA GRANADA— 6800 Cottage Grove. Dorchester 0074. Paul Whiteman and his orchestra and entertainers are sojourn ing here. Weekly cover charge, $1.00; Saturday $1.50. Dinners, $2.50 and $3 00 TERRACE GARDENS— Morrison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. The famous kitchen provides the food, George Devron and his band the music. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. No cover charge. Shaefer directs. COLOSIMO'S— 2126 S. Wabash. Calu met 1127. Keith Chamber's orchestra play and there's a different sort of revue. A la carte service with 50 cents cover charge. Before seven, dinner, $1.50; no cover charge. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 3260. Chinese and Southern cooking, Willie Newberger's orchestra, Evelyn Nesbit and a floor show. Cover charge after nine o'clock, $1.50. Gene Harris greets. TWQCUICAGOAN 5 CADILLAC LASALLE are well within your means- check the cost TYPE HARMONIZED STEERING SYSTEM SECURITY PLATE CLASS SAFETY FOUR WHEEL BRAKES SILENT SHIFT TRANSMISSION WIDER DEEPER SEATS LOWER RACIER LINES LARGER ENGINES GREATER VALUES mi You'll be convinced— by the facts. Don't judge by hearsay or impressions. Cadillac and La Salle, prop erly classed at the head of the luxury group, are extraordinarily economical. They can be pur chased and operated for many thousands of miles at costs not to exceed those of smaller, less powerful cars. This is only the natural out growth of broad production powers focused on quality mechanisms and bodies. Replacements, repairs, over hauling, adjustments are reduced almost to the zero point. Drop in and let us lay the economy story before you. Cadillac Motor Car Company Division of General Motors Corporation CHICAGO BRANCHES 2301 South Michigan Avenue 5080 Harper Avenue 5201 Broadway 119 South Kedzie Avenue 201 5 E. 71st St. 4114 Irving Park Boulevard 1810 Ridge Avenue, Evanston 108 North First Street, Highland Park 818-826 Madison Street, Oak Park NEW NEW CAD I LLAC LaSALLE 6 TUE CHICAGOAN cjokn c^Snwth GSS5 Studio '•Room of Qood '^Housekeeping Stfagazine. cfohn Sif. Smyth Store, Second tjloor (jLghtexnwL e£tf£imi_ charm anxi cawr — expressed witk muck of its glory in tkis Dining Room. Ckintz and crystal, lovely porcelain and old sporting prints, a Skeraton Sidekoard and Hepplewkite Ckairs are assemkled togetker witk a beautiful and individual result. Lovers of Period Furniture will find interesting pieces and ckarming details on our Display Floors, Tke Jokn M. Smytk Store kas sold good furniture since 1867. Open & v e r y Saturday and Sb{o n d a y Evening until 10 P. M. On The Unemployment \A/E would be the last to take serious thought of the ? V unemployment; and we would have to take a great deal of serious thought of it before joining the vast com pany of editorial minds that seem to be principally em ployed — as we contradictorily confess ourselves at the moment — with plans for doing something serious about it. Our talent, if any, is for lighter, gayer tasks. The pur pose of this item, then, as we hope we have made clear, is not to dispose lightly of a problem nobler pens have pecked at vainly. It is, rather, to toss into the welter of plans and suggestions for relief an idea which caroms off the front page every morning and seems to strike no one but us. As we get it, the number of unemployed persons is too great, while the number of employed persons is too small, these facts compounding a condition which Messrs. Insull, Emmerson and their train have decided may be remedied by having the parties of the second part give a part of their earnings to the parties of the first part. This, we are told, despite its Gilbert-and-Sullivanish sound, is better than the English dole system. We happen to believe that it isn't, that it is in fact a long step toward just that thing, but we mention this belief only in passing and with full knowl edge that we don't know much about either one. The thing we would like to know is why the employed do not simply employ the unemployed to solicit these contributions from the employed, and have done with it. The unem ployed would work for a wage that the employed could well afford to pay and this wage, plus the direct return from their efforts, would make it practically impossible to tell the difference between employed and unemployed un less one group wore a badge. Probably that's what's the matter with our plan. A Second Thought THE above plan is submitted, we wish it understood, in no spirit of levity. We should not have submitted it at all, realising its susceptibility to that misinterpretation, were it not for the startling success of our recent suggestion, as lightly phrased, that Sig. Alphonse Capone (The Vaga bond King) be made acquainted with the Robin Hood le gend and permitted to act upon the direct hint contained therein. If all our ideas met with response as prompt we'd have a swell new world ready for you by Christmas. We mention Sig. Capone's adoption of that idea, of course, only as preface to another. This time our model is not Robin Hood but the more modern and in many ways likelier hero, Bobby Jones. We believe there can be no> quarrel with the premise that our new philanthropist is un qualified champion of his game, as Mr. Jones was of his. An older man, quite probably a wealthier one, retirement must possess no less allure. We are positive that Sig. Ca pone can obtain an even handsomer film contract if he couches his statement of retirement in terms as definite, con cise and final. If lack of Mr. Jones' deftness of expression happens to prove an embarrassment, we think we can per suade his choice of the ablest penmen in Chicago to write it for him. Sheep in Wolf's Clothing PAUL MORAND is writing splendidly of Hew Tor\ in his new book of that title when he comes, on page 87, to a description of the old Bowery. This iniquitous sector of the old city he paints with a particularly crimson brush : "The gang-leaders were thieves, gamblers, fences and mur derers . . . being in the pay of municipal politicians to manipulate the ballot-box when necessary, they could count at other times on immunity . . . Their misdeeds reached a peak during and just after the Civil War . . . They did not even quail at robbing graveyards. This lasted until about 1910, when the police, with their customary brutality, suddenly set about a clean-up." And then, for a reason we shall discuss presently, he closes his description with the abrupt statement that: "Present-day Chicago is a city which has many resemblances to the New York of those heroic days." We use Mons. Morand's example merely because it is particularly typical. It occurs in a book that has enjoyed unusually wide vogue in Europe before translation, but that is happenstance. The practice of dragging Chicago into any and all writing, book, play or picture, is as general as it is understandable, even necessary. The name of an evilly colorful place (a kind of metaphorical Hell) is as much a necessity to the fictionist — and to the factualist, since even the weather reporters have gone in for hyperbole — as his typewriter, his paper and his eraser. Chicago happens to be, by common consent of the writing gentry, the Gomorrah of the moment. There is, however, a platinum lining to this phenomena. We have come about to the end of the reader-interest that lies in a statement declaring Chicago to be wicked. The assertion is rapidly ceasing to be regarded as news, where fore we find the Saturday Evening Post catching and hold' ing interest with pro-Chicago articles by experts, followed by editors as remote as he of the Leeds (England) Mercury who wrote in review of a phonograph record : "I have long felt that Chicago was the last place on earth I should want to live in, but, of course, that impression is founded on slaughter-house and gangwar descriptions. These make me forget what is to be said to Chicago's advantage. For example, there is the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, one of the very best in the world ..." We don't know whether we're glad or sad about it, but we're pretty sure that the gratuitous advertising is about finished. THE CHICAGOAN The Exclusive Gift . . . OHOULD be chosen from Saks-Fifth Avenue . . . where gifts from all parts of the world are assembled and an expression of good taste can be made in a gift costing as little as 4.95 ... or as much as 30,000.00. Saks-Fifth Avenue North Michigan at Chestnut mCCUICACOAN FOOTBALL'S FIRST STEP WEST A Pleasant Memory Now Half a Century Old PREVAILING uproar about college football, past, present and to come, had its modest beginnings in the first game played west of the Alleghanies fifty-one years ago last May, when I acted as an umpire. It was between Racine College, since moribund, and the University of Michigan. Michigan won by a goal and a touchdown, the six safeties Racine was compelled to make not being counted in the score. Nor, for the matter of that, was the touch down; the score was given as one goal to nothing. And that goal was kicked in the last two minutes of play. It wasn't such a bad game, but it would hardly be recognized today as a game at all. Nobody on either side had ever seen a game. Michigan had no coaching by anybody who had ever seen a game. I was home on a forced vacation from a prep school in Massachusetts, where I'd played through the fall of 1878 on an amateur eleven called the Newtons. I read in the morning paper that Ra cine was playing the old University of Chicago at baseball that afternoon late in May. Having been in the grammar school of Racine College for eight years, I went out to see the game. There I learned of the coming football match, Racine being the challenger, and my old schoolmates learned that I had played. I was promptly invited to come up and tell them something about it, and I went. We had two after noons, and, among other things, I showed them how to snap the ball back out of a line-up. Nobody ever did tell the Michigan team, but they saw Ra cine do it after the game began, and did likewise. In those days each side had an um pire, professedly partisan, and a referee to whom they made their protestations, and he did the deciding. A. J. Petit, ot Ann Arbor, who had never seen a game, stood for the University, I came down with the Racine eleven and acted as umpire for them, and W. D. Van Dyke, a Princeton man from Milwau kee, was the referee. Both sides were as polite as football players ever were, and there" were no disputes worth mentioning. By WALLACE MCE IT was Friday, May 30, Decoration Day, and hotter than need be — 80° in the shade, and we were in the sun. The place was the old White Stocking Ball Park, on the Lake Front just across from where the Public Library now stands. There were side and goal lines marked out, but no yard lines to make a gridiron of the field, there be ing no penalty for downs in those days. In fact, the game was played chiefly by main strength and awkwardness, and it was customary for the heavier 6ide to get the ball and force their way down the field a foot or an inch at a time until they made a touchdown, holding the ball for half an hour or more at a stretch in the process. The rules were much closer to English Rugby than they are today, as may be seen by the 0 to 0 game Harvard played with Yale that autumn, with the old fifteen men on a side. The wind was high from the south west. Michigan won the toss and gave Racine the kickoff against it. In those days, let it be said, they played two forty-five minute halves, with a fifteen minute recess between. The game was called at 3:45, with about 500 spec tators in the grand stand. Racine hav ing kicked off, the surprised Inter Ocean reporter set down as news just what he saw, thus: "In a few minutes the greensward was heaped with the fallen bodies of stalwart students, roll ing over a big brown spheroidal-shaped ball." The teams were as follows: RA CINE, Alexis Du P. Parker, captain; C. K. G. Billings, L. Rogers, A. C. Torbert, A. L. Cleveland, George W. Roberts, rushers; K. Green, Frederick S. Martin, Sidney G. Ormsby, \xa\j- bac\s; J. W. Johnston, A. L. Fulforth, bads. ^MICHIGAN, D. De Tarr, cap tain; John Chase, Irving K. Pond, J. A. Green, W. W. Harman, Frank F. Reed, R. G. De Puy, forwards; R. I. Edwards, C. H. Campbell, E. H. Bar- more, halfbac\s; C. S. Mitchell, goal- \eeper. It will be noticed that Racine had six and Michigan seven in the rush line on paper, the first being the dis position usual in those days. After the game began one of the, Michigan men dropped back. There were no quarter backs, so designated, but; two of the halfbacks played each close to his cen ter-rush, of whom there were two, one taking the balls on one side in the line up, and the other on the other. THE Michigan men were older and heavier, and they forced the play, keeping the ball near the Racine goal and compelling five safeties in the first and one more in the second half. The touchdown was- made about the middle of the first half. Green got the ball for Racine and started down the field. Irving Pond, inches over six feet and weighing more than 200 pounds, caught him by the neck of his jersey, bracing himself, and sending Green, who was a little fellow, into a com plete forward somersault. He dropped the ball, De Puy picked it up and ran it over, but Michigan missed the goal. The Racine men thought they had the best of it on condition and wind, but when they lined up for the second half, Pond turned one of those somer saults for which he has since become 10 TWE CHICAGOAN nationally famous — he's still turning them at the age of 73 — and that was discouraging. But Racine got the ball into Michigan territory and the game was not settled until almost the last minute of play, when John Chase made a fair catch from a Racine punt, and Captain De Tarr made the goal from a place kick near the twenty-yard line. It was years before the game really got a hold here in Chicago after that little start. Eleven years later, when I was a reporter, I was the only news paper man in town who had any knowledge of the game whatever, and I reported all the earliest contests— and they were good ones — between the all-star team the Chicago Athletic Club put into the field against the Boston Athletic Club and an occasional east ern college team. And now look at the multitudinous thing. IN QUOTES Ralph Barton: Depression: an economic condition characterized by people over a wide area being de pressed at the idea of being obliged to work for their money. B. C. Forbes: Remember, if you try, you may; if you don't you won't. Christian P. Paschen : The owner has been notified to board up all open ings in building on South Hoyne ave- " Appleby, Gemsdorfer, Titheridge, Poindexter and Smeek — Smeek speaking' nue and put same in a safe condition. Floyd Gibbons: For his personal use Villa had the largest engine in northern Mexico. \m Louella Parsons: I was talking to some one the other day about Ray mond Griffith. wi Marion Bauer: Even the Ameri can-born composers have the strains, and often mixed strains, of European blood in their veins. \m Elmer Davis : He tore down block after block of picturesque old houses where artists and writers used to live for next to nothing. ua Joseph Hergesheimer: In spite of the assaults of envy, the satires of ig norance and of more admirable resent ments, Newport remains unmistakably itself, and, there, unassailable. \m Arthur Brisbane : This is not yet what you can call a really civilized world. Mae Tinee.- See you soon. Mayor W. Thompson: I know nothing about it. \m Nunnally Johnson: I was just any young man with an interest in writing, either in college or just out. \M Robert C. Benchley: For a na tion which has an almost evil reputa tion for bustle, bustle, bustle, and rush, rush, rush, we spend an enormous amount of time standing around in line in front of windows, just waiting. Police Calls Announcer: Ford number T'irty-Fife, go tuh Twenty- Secon' an' Wentwort' av'noo; t'ey're strippin' a cah t'ere. George Matthew Adams: I at tended another auction just the other evening. )Jft Thornton W. Burgess: Peter Rabbit sat staring up at Whitefoot the Wood Mouse on the top of an old stump in the Green Forest and on Peter's face was the funniest look, a look of mingled suspicion and unbelief. TWECmCAGOAN n MR. PINKERTON HOLDS THE BAG The Famous Detective Solves the Anna Held Jewel Robbery By ROMOLA V O Y N O W THE ebb and flow of the after dinner throng made of the softly lighted lobby a kaleidoscope of flashing color. Billy Pinkerton, from the van tage point of a comfortable chair half concealed by the mas sive potted palms, eyed the crowd gravely, absorbed in the panorama. Of these scores of fashionably dressed men and women the majority were known to him by sight, name and reputation, for the Stratford Hotel, some quarter of a cen tury ago, attracted to its famed portals everybody who was any body in Chicago. At sight of a woman stepping out of the elevator Pinkerton arose. He stopped her as she was about to leave the front door of the hotel. "Lillian," he said reproach fully, "how many times have I told you not to wear all that jewelry?" The radiant creature fingered the pearls and diamonds with which her person was ablaze. "Why don't you put your real jewels in a vault," Pinker ton pleaded, "and, if you must wear jewels, buy a lot of imita tions at the five and ten cent store? They'll answer your pur pose just as well. If you don't safeguard them you're going to lose your real jewels some day." His vis-a-vis wrinkled her famous nose. "Oh, Billy, do you think so? I've never lost any of them yet, but I will be more careful in the future." "Tell me," Pinkerton demanded, "haven't you noticed a couple of win dow washers here who seem to take particular care of the windows in your suite?" "Window washers? I never see the window washers, but if you really want to know I'll ask my maid," and the great Lillian Russell went to do the bidding of her friend Billy Pinkerton. She returned to the lobby with a port that confirmed his suspicions. "Wizard," she greeted him, "how did you know? My maid tells me that there are two men who wash the win dows in my suite at least twice a day. They've made two appearances every day since I registered here. Do you think . . . ?" THE following afternoon she and her maid made their appearance at the offices of the Pinkerton Detective Agency. The maid, after looking at scores of photographs, selected two which she said were excellent likenesses of the industrious window cleaners. "There," said Mr. Pinkerton with the satisfaction of a man who is always right, "you see my warning came in good time. The ambitious washers are none other than Billy Burke, alias the Chicago Kid, and Jack Arthur, who is better known under the title of Boston Jac\." Miss Russell hastened to the nearest safety deposit vault. A week later, the ever busy room clerk at the Stratford looked up from his ledger to find himself confronted by a beautiful, superbly-dressed young woman and a slender, serious faced young man. "I'm Mr. Ziegfeld," explained the latter. "My wife and I have to catch a train; I'd like to have my bill at once, please." His wife was the Parisian Anna Held, not long come from her native France to sweep the American public to her feet with her first theatrical venture in the new country, no small part of which success was due to the manager-husband to whom she had been married for only a short time. "I shall hate to leave Chicago," she murmured now regretfully. "They have been so kind to me here." "I know, darling," he said gently, "but we really must hurry. The others are waiting for us at the station." THE others were the principals in the cast of Miss Held's show, and the company occupied almost the whole of one car on the evening train for Cleveland. As the train pulled out of the station they were somewhat discom fited to see that their privacy had been invaded by a party of men. "Look at that," whispered the juvenile to the heavy comic. "We'll never have any fun with that delega tion aboard. I thought we were going to have this car to ourselves." The heavy comic glanced over his shoulder at the four assorted gentlemen conversing quietly at one end of the Pullman. "Don't let them disturb you," he whispered back. "They're probably just four big business men making the jump to Cleveland on business. Let's make a bee line for the diner. Every body's going in." The juvenile sug gested that they ask the Ziegfelds to join them, and together the pair made their way to the door of compartment A, which was at the forward end of the car. The Ziegfelds explained that they wanted a few minutes in which to settle their baggage for the night, add ing, "But hold a couple of seats at your table; we'll join you as soon as we can." 12 TWE CHICAGOAN When they emerged from their com partment their friends had already deserted for the dining car. Miss Held paused in the doorway to give instruc tions to her maid in French: "Lock the door as soon as we go out and don't open it to anyone until we return." And Mr. Ziegfeld added in English, "And be sure to keep an eye on the little black bag." The maid, who had accompanied her mistress all the way from Paris, nodded and obediently bolted the door after them. As Miss Held proceeded in the direc tion of the diner she brushed past one of the business men who was going by her compartment towards the smoker. He was going to join one of his friends who had preceded him by some five minutes, and soon the third man of the party sought the same refuge, although it was not until after the Ziegfelds had disappeared. The fourth business man, a tall broad shouldered fellow still sat in his Pullman seat at the other end of the car, apparently absorbed in the newspaper which he held open before him. He glanced up for a moment to see a man wearing the familiar uniform and cap of the Pull man conductor enter the car. THIS official looking gentleman went to the door of compartment A and knocked lightly on the door. Receiving no answer he banged on the flimsy panels with his clenched fist, which resulted in the door's opening for a fraction of an inch. "Pullman tickets, please," he asked of the one eye of the maid which was visible through the opening. "Je ne comprends pas," she com plained. "Tickets, please," he said in a gruff tone. The door swung back a little more so that he could see her shaking her French head vigorously. With a jerk of his thumb he motioned her for ward, and trembling she obeyed the gesture. She had, undoubtedly, the deep seated fear of every European peasant for any person in uniform; but before stepping out of the narrow aisle into the main body of the car she turned the key of the door behind her. The conductor was pushing her through the car, while she endeavored to explain something to him in fright ened French. Halfway through the car the pair encountered the tall man, who was still reading his newspaper. "What's the trouble?" he asked the conductor, and when the situation was made clear the tall man offered to act as interpreter. In a gush of broken French he man aged to convey to the maid what had been demanded of her. Immediately a smile broke on her face, and with a sigh of relief she informed the tall man that the tickets were in the possession of Madam who was at the moment dining with Monsieur. The conductor was given her message by the tall man, who then told the relieved young lady that she might return to the compart ment. As she attempted to run back, however, she found her way blocked by the tall man who, with his paper still spread widely in front of him, was planted firmly in the center of the pas sageway. With a murmured "beg your pardon," he moved aside to let her pass. The girl found the door of the com partment still locked and her first anxious glance of scrutiny showed the little black bag still safe in the exact spot where she had left it. THE train was a little late getting into Cleveland, and while the juvenile stood impatiently looking out the window he inquired of the heavy, "Where are our four blithe business men this morning?" The comic, whose sense of humor hadn't profited by his night in an upper berth, looked solemnly around for the quartette and remarked, "They prob ably got off during the night." But the actors were presently engaged in clos ing bags, and thinking of their next opening and the four men were com pletely forgotten in the rush for cabs. The Ziegfelds hastened to the curb, leaving their maid to follow in another cab with most of their baggage. Mr. Ziegfeld, however, was clutching the little black bag tightly as he rode through the Cleveland streets. Upon reaching his hotel, he hastened to the check room to deposit his burden. Mechanically, he wrenched open the bag to take one look at its contents, and the bellow of dismay at what he saw there rang through the lobby, rousing the innocent bysitters. "We've been robbed," he shouted. "This isn't my bag; this can't be my bag. We've been robbed, we've been robbed," His wife came rushing up to him, and when she peeped over his shoulder she burst into sobs. A crowd, curious and eager, gathered around the dis traught couple and the house detectives had to fight their way through to reach the check room counter. When they looked at the source of the Ziegfelds' distress they saw only a small black leather handbag, much worn. It con tained only a handful of stones, chunks of brass and strips of old newspapers. These had been substituted for half a million dollars worth of jewels! Cleveland police and detectives were hastily summoned to the hotel, and dis patches were sent to the railroad authorities telling them of the robbery that had occurred. The famous Anna Held was crying hysterically now, and had to be carried to her room in a state bordering on collapse. "The savings of a lifetime," she moaned. "The savings of a lifetime, gone, gone, gone," and her husband was equally incoherent in his rage and chagrin. "My necklace," cried his wife, "my wonderful pearl necklace, and my diamond tiara, and the headband of emeralds . . . and my earrings. . . ." IT was Mr. Ziegfeld who at length, after many hours, could calm him self sufficiently to give the police any kind of detailed description of the miss ing gems. As to the theft itself, he could tell them nothing. The jewels had been placed in the bag just before he and Mrs. Ziegfeld left their Chicago hotel. He himself had carried the bag to the train. At no time during the train journey had the bag been left un guarded. Either he or his wife or their maid had had an eye on it constantly. Even while they slept the bag was placed so that no one could touch it without disturbing him. He himself had carried the bag from the Cleveland station to the hotel, but somewhere be tween the Chicago hotel and the check room in Cleveland someone had taken his bag and substituted for it a very convincing duplicate! The police solemnly noted down every word he said, held conferences with the detectives, sent more dis patches to the railroad authorities, did what they could, but days passed with out bringing word of the capture of the thief. Indeed, not one clue to his identity had been discovered. In desperation, Mr. Ziegfeld wired to his old friend Billy Pinkerton in Chicago, offering a $20,000 reward for the recovery of the loot. Thirty min utes later came an answering telegram: "Would you rather have the jewels back intact or lose some of them and have the thieves punished?" Without thinking twice the unhappy theatrical manager replied: "The jewels by all means never mind the thieves." [Note: The second installment of this famous case will appear in an early issue.] TI4E CHICAGOAN 13 =*""* ¦m>^m I 'fsM -¦¦ i I/ J <*m ilP K^ 1 1 7 < A ¦ ¦• . " |l g5f ^^^^ V V .. \ ) \t X V\ is* / ^ft m ^^b. **• ' j - / • ^ w ^BHfe^ ^8w tcS W si i / ¦%- 1 * '-'', 7 A TEMPLE TO TRAVEL Scarlet ouer vellou; and blue, steel sinews weave a modern pattern of the Travel and Transportation Building against a November s\y . . . first of a series of Victor Haveman camera reports of progress on the Century of Progress setting. 14 TUECWICAGOAM THE SHADES OF NIGHT CLUBS PALLING FAST Several Color Impressions of Night Havens in Black and White— By Nat Karson Blue Black: Roy, the leader of Roy's Royal Gar deners, and a former gentle man's gentleman, has left be hind the clothes brush and the telephone and has taken up the megaphone — from valet to Vallee, as it were. TWE CHICAGOAN Yellow or Night Club Blonde : The outmoded boop-a-doops and ha-chas are surefire on any cafe floor when little Trixie Oriole (just above) is at bat. The gentleman to the left may be imitating Ted Lewis, but he certainly is not waiting for a street car. Cafe Con Leche: At the upper right, Conchita Malloney is, at the moment, swearing a blue streak that can't be matched at the cash customer's indifference to her little offering — just an old Spanish cussed 'em, but you knew that all the time. Red, But Not Lac quered: At the right, and reading from left to that, we have just another string quartet. The big boy is sometimes called Ivan the Terrible, the adjective being changed to perfectly lousy after you've listened to his balalaika solo. 16 THE CHICAGOAN ORCHESTRA HALL This box-party turned out for an especially Russian soloist, one of the genuine Mischa-T oscha-J ascha clan. The two gentlemen in the rear did not figure on a Brahms Symphony which has knocked them for a loop. The young ma tron, struggling through the pro gram notes, is wondering zvhat Mr. Borozvski means by all that language. And her husband is zvondering why he didn't sell that last five hundred when the market zvas strong. The large ladies are being a little tremulous over the handsome soloist SATURDAY NICHT An exciting moment in the scherzo. Mr. Stock with his customary nonchalance, is mak ing orchestra and pianist jump through hoops. The occupants of the first four rows maintain attitudes of studied intelligence, but bravos are ahead INTERMISSION The regular Saturday night gang talks it over between the halves. Although zve can't pick them out in the crowd Ashton Stevens must be somewhere around discussing Mozart with Arthur Bissel. And nearby Henry Voegeli, major-domo of the orchestra, will be count ing the gate. The lady on the right is wondering why the large musical gentleman won't let her like Tschaikozvskx THE CHICAGOAN 17 HECHT'S BAD BOY The Fourth Estate's Gift to the Gentle Reader By ANDRE SENNWALD WHEN federal officers confis cated and burned all copies of Fantazius Mallaire in 1922 and fined its bright young author $1,000 as a sop to civic indignation, Ben Hecht wrote himself into a paragraph at the request of a newspaper friend. "Born perversely," he said. "Out of this perversity, a sentimental hatred of weakness in others, an energetic amusement for the gods, taboos, vin- dictiveness and cowardice of my friends, neighbors, and relatives; a con tempt for the ideas of man, an infatua tion with the energies of man, a love for the abstraction of form, a loathing for the protective slave philosophies of the people, government, etc.; a deter mination not to become a part of the swine which worship in their sty. A delirious relief in finding words that express any or all of my perversities. Out of this natal perversity I have written Eri\ Dom, Gargoyles, Mai' laire, some of my 1001 Afternoons, three dozen short stories. I have only one ambition; to get away from the future caresses of my friends, from the intimidated malice of their praise, from the grunts of my enemies, and live in a country whose language is foreign to me, whose people are indifferent, and where skies are deeper." This is the reporter who in ten years of editorial assault and battery very nearly succeeded in ridiculing the American bourgeoisie out of existence. Maybe, too, it is Caliban not seeing himself in the mirror. Nobody who knows Ben will believe that he stays up nights hating people, and nobody who knows only his work will believe anything else. But at least he has stayed up nights thinking up new names to call people whom he has never met and who do not interest him. FROM the time he started fulmi nating in the Little Review in 1914 he has been collecting in his train a disreputable crew of half baked literati who take a morbid pleasure in licking the hand that beats them. This is a perpetual amusement to him. His friends try hopelessly to reconcile the pleasant, youngish looking man with Ben Hecht the ramiform mustache, soft dark hair, warm brown eyes, and cane, with the satanic grotesque that leers from his pages, and end by discreetly admiring him. Almost anything a satellite of Ben Hecht 's could discover about him must be disillusioning. At thirty-seven he is the same friendly, athletic, senti mental newspaperman that he was ten years ago in Chicago when he played upon a crazy typewriter. The only difference is that he has outraged his disciples by wooing the theatre and movies with the same irresponsible en thusiasm that he once lavished on less profitable muses. Ben Hecht is not a stranger to New York. He was born on the East side, of Russian Jewish parents, but moved west as a child. At twelve he was touring the sticks with a small time road show somewhere west of Chi cago. From acrobatics he graduated successively into small time legerde main and violin virtuosity on the Northwest Chautauqua, and for a few months fished for himself on the Great Lakes. He got through a high school education in Racine, Wisconsin, by working all day and studying all night, and wound up in Chicago at nineteen as a cub reporter for The Daily T^ews. Ben was one of the earliest con tributors to the esoteric Little Review which Margaret Anderson started in 1913. He wrote free verse, prose poems, criticisms, and short stories, and allowed his more libelous observations to bubble over in an anonymous ar ticle which he signed "Scavenger." The following year, Ben having at tained his majority, O'Brien included one of his stories in his annual collec tion. The Hecht-Bodenheim debate, which by this time is fast slipping into a blur of half-forgotten gossip, started in the office of the Little Review. At that time they were fast friends, each admiring and hailing the other as a IN 1916 Ben married Marie Arm strong, who divorced him ten years later. At the time of his divorce he found himself in a peculiar position. He was in Europe when news reached him that his wife had obtained a di vorce. He promptly remarried, only to discover from excited ship's news re porters on his return that the final anullment had not yet been granted. Rushed by the newspaper boys, he grew coy, but when cornered said sim ply, "If this story gets out, it will make me look like a sort of Wizard of Oz in a high wind," and ducked out of sight until assured that everything was all right. On The Daily Hews Ben was the star reporter that newspapermen write about, read about, and never dream of seeing in the flesh. Henry Justin Smith, his managing editor, has caught him twice in Deadlines. He was the incredible star and the unspeakable drunk. As a cub he scribbled life daily on two folded sheets of dirty copy paper. He talked with gunmen, shyster lawyers, sneak thieves; with men about to be hanged, with poli ticians about to be framed; and with derelicts lingering over their last doughnut and cup of coffee. His copy began to amaze his editors and he was taken off assignments and told to write what he pleased. And, paradoxically, when he came to write a newspaper 18 THE CHICAGOAN story for the movies, the illustrious cub in his yarn failed to scoop anybody. BEN met Sherwood Anderson, then an unpublished genius, and the two became fast friends. Said Ben, "He thinks I am the greatest writer living. That is, next to himself." He pound ed a typewriter at a desk next to Carl Sandburg. He swigged beer and garbled the universe, newspaperman- style, in the back room of Schlogel's with Keith Preston, Gene Markey, Bodenheim, Harry Hansen, and Smith. About this time Miss Anderson turned over an issue of her magazine to Ben and one of his friends. The two spent a merry day opening mail and sending it back with caustic marginalia. A sheaf of poems from Vachel Lindsay went back with the single word "rot ten" scrawled in Ben's handwriting on the first page. A one act play of Dreiser's, which its author remarked had been knocking about his desk for ten years, was returned with the sug gestion that it be allowed to knock about for another ten. A story of Galsworthy's was simply characterized as "cheap stuff." In spite of, or maybe because of the volume of stuff which rolled from his machine, there were people who insist ed that Ben Hecht was no less than one of the pseudonyms of H. L. Mencken. And in fact there was an amazing similarity in their writing. One article in particular, written about a Walt Whitman fellowship dinner which Ben chanced to attend was typi cal Menckenese. It was called Slobber- dom, Sneerdom, and Boredom, and this passage must have made the Master rub his eyes: "The heavy jocundities of Chesterton, the sizzling platitudes of Shaw, the profound banalities of Mas ters, the garrulous flapdoodle of Mack- aye, the petty journalism of Henry James are a few of the white cows of conventional fame. ... It is an unwrit ten law of American almanac culture that any wight who scribbles cleverly is by the zodiac and all the sacred rumble bumble of our professors a superficial fellow, a mere juggler of words, a low backstairs Andrew." Born perversely, he was no nearer Heaven at twenty-two. HILDY JOHNSON in The Front Page is something more than a romantic fancy. Ben quit newspaper work for publicity in 1921, only to come back in a few months dissatisfied with,, the sterile respectability of his post. On his return he began the most amazing series in American journalism, the daily columns which were later published as One Thousand and One Afternoons in Chicago. Still friends, he and Bodenheim edited The Chicago Literary Times and drew editorial fire in New York for an article in which Ben invented a new epithet to express what he considered his attitude should be toward The Hew Republic and The Hation, the young magazine's major rivals. He referred to them as two waltzing poodles bombinating humor- lessly. Even now his behavior was giving the lie to the autobiographical sugges tion of his books. The cool detachment of Erik Dorn, Kent Savaron and his other heroes had nothing to do with the emotional enthusiasm characteristic of himself. He was prodigal with ideas. He worshipped a new God every day. Somebody suggested that the radical Chicago group start a new magazine. Ben got the new bone in his teeth and gnawed the life out of it. "We will start the first issue with a street parade," he insisted. "We will have wagons carrying authors, critics, and poets, and each will have banners telling who and what they are." The idea died of neglect. Another time he started a group of sandwichmen parading the streets with ballads apprising the populace of mu nicipal outrages. The first edition con cerned a murderer who was to be hanged. Ben had his hirelings dress like convicts with nooses about their necks. The condemned man received stay after stay, until Ben wearied of the business and turned to something new. Ben's first novel, Moisse, was writ ten for O'Brien, who had been prod ding him to try his hand at a long piece of fiction. O'Brien hailed it as the first great novel of the twentieth century, accepted it for Small, May- nard and Company, and nearly lost his job trying to get it published. Ben next wrote a novel called Grimaces and sent it to Mencken, who returned it with the comment that it was "inco herent and unoriginal." Nothing daunted, he shelved his half finished novel Gargoyles and wrote Eri\ Dorn, on the strength of which Burton Ras- coe hailed its author as our first con siderable epithetician. Soon after the book was placed in the Modern Li brary, Ben being the youngest author to sit with the graybeards in that series. DURING these two years Ben reached the height of his notori ety and activity. He worked in a con tinuous creative fever. Day by day his Daily TSjetus columns came out, with never a break. Harry Hansen recalls that it took three copy readers and the Dictionary of Universal Knowledge to check up on his historical allusions. He finished Gargoyles, a bitter realis tic study, and followed it up with Fantazius Mallaire, an erosive satire on society posing as a study of insanity. A universal howl went up that the author was crazier than his character, and the book was suppressed. There was a story that Ben had spent $12 to insert a comma in a sentence of Gargovles. The Hew Tor\ World challenged this fable in its review, listed more than thirty misspellings, and closed with the verdict that it was the "sloppiest book ever written." He wrote a play for Leo Ditrich- stein, watched it collapse, and did an other called A Mounteban\ of Emotion about which he wrote to the producer: "My hopes of staying out of jail are centered in it. Also my hopes of be coming a gentleman (American vari- ent) and not having to work — except in writing plays." He wrote The Florentine Dagger, allegedly in ten hours to make good his boast that it should not take more than twice as long to write a baffling mystery story as to read one. The whole thing was preposterous. He received eulogies, complaints, threats on his life. *He was hailed as a genius and as a charlatan, as the creator of a new note in literature and as a petty adolescent imitator of Huys- mans. His clipping bureau was swamped. Every week he received wires from publishers and syndicates begging him for manuscripts. New York promised him his fortune, but he would not leave Chicago. Midway in his feverish activity the pressure snowed him under. He went to bed without cigarettes for four days and started all over again. The Bodenheim-Hecht feud started. They had been using each other for foils in public, and with their mutual rise in the world there was bound to be trouble. It began when Maxwell wrote Ben asking for a loan of $200. Ben wrote back, "I am very glad to [turn to page 33] THE CHICAGOAN 19 DISTINGUISHED CHICAGOANS A Sequence of Portraits By J. H. E. CLARK DR. CHARLES SPENCER WILLIAM SON: Who is head of the Department of Internal and Clinical Medicine in the College of Medicine of the University of Illinois. A graduate of American and con tinental medical schools, Lieutenant Colonel, Medical Corps, in the war, ardent horse man and amateur photographer of merit; he was awarded, in 1918, a gold medal by the American Medical Association for an exhibit of research work. MARY BORDEN SPEARS: Former Chi cagoan who is famous as a novelist and politically active as the wife of a Member of Parliament, Brigadier General Edward L. Spears, of the British Army. She has writ ten ten novels in the last decade which have enjoyed great success and is sojourn ing in Town for the publication of her latest novel, A Woman With White Eyes. u \ © ! 0 0 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o HELEN MORGAN: Foremost singer of torch songs (which used to be called plaintive melodies), nightclub hostess, talk ing picture and musical comedy star who is here in Sweet Adeline, on her first pro fessional visit. Born in Danville, Illinois, she has lived most of her life in Town, starting her musical career in the First Con gregational Church, then an entertainer at the old Green Mill Gardens and later, Broadway. PHILIP NESBITT: Writer of travel articles, artist and critic of art whose work appears regularly in the pages of The Chicagoan. Bostonian by birth, of Eng lish parentage, he has traveled and painted in the tropics, done murals in various parts of the country, exhibited his work success fully, and his merit as an artist and art critic is fast being recognized by Chicagoans. CYRUS H. McCORMICK: Internationally known manufacturer, chairman of the board of directors of the International Har vester Company, who has carried on the enterprise started and built up by his father, the inventor of the reaping ma chine. He was a member of the special diplomatic mission of the United States to Russia in 1917. 20 THE CHICAGOAN Cl Modern Bookends $750 Very sophisticated and decorative are these cats , dogs , elephants andpigeons done in the modern manner , red , bl ack . C2 Java -stone Bookends $3^ Carved by Oriental craftsmen into un usual and interesting shapes, a pair of these bookends makes a charming gift. C3 A Pair of Prints $250 Reproductions of enchanting old prints are framed in narrow maple or bright enamels, and are sold boxed, in pairs. C4 Convivial Cocktail Set $10 Six dashing crystal cups, with menag erie decorations in gay enamels, are set in a metal frame on a black tray. C5 Royal Cauldon Plates $12 —yes, for the dozen, if you please! And decidedly lovely they are, with their embossed designs and delicate centers . Pairpoint Bronze and Crystal C6 Crystal cut cigarette holder, $3 . 50 C7 Crystal cut vase, quite tall, $12. 50 C8 Crystal compote .marble base, $10 God Rest You, Merry Gentlemen— Let Not Shopping You Dismay" — for the traditional rest and peace and happiness will be yours on Christmas day if you have shopped wisely and well. A quiet spot in which to meditate over your list ... by far the most scintillat ing array of gifts you ever have seen . . . and prices so low you hardly believe your eyes ... no wonder The Town shops at Burley's! C10 Leather paper basket with print decorations, in a choice $^50 of red, black, green or brown Cll Only in Italy could they achieve such a delightful col- <fc|~w50 fee service, with six minute \s cups, and other accessories L uney ESTABLISHED 1838 C9 Merry iron gnome, ready &-i 00 for duty as a useful doorstop -*¦ CI 2 French two-candle lamp in $*T50 smart tones of black and gold ' C13 Onyx ash-tray, mounted $Q85 with bronze - finish elephant ** omfiany 212 North Michigan Avenue YOU WILL FIND OUR CHRISTMAS BOOK A GREAT HELP IN TIME OF STRESS TME CHICAGOAN 21 TOWN TALK Betty &- The Dean-^ J. Ham, Incroyable — A Prankish Eagle — Hemingway Fan Reads O'Brien's Book ~~ Mayor Sabath?^- A Campaign Song*^ Our Little Theater — Blonde's Rapture The Helpful Dean WE have never quite quit laugh ing at the ancient anecdote of the student who went to see the busy Dean and came out of the office with the report, 'The Bean is dizzy." This, we think, goes with it. Betty, home for a weekend from a nearby state university (not Illinois) was telling her mother about one of Those Speeches made by the Dean of Women to her fair co-eds. It was a long and Victorian story, Betty's re port of this admirable lecture, winding up with why good girls should never, never wear red dresses. The Dean, ap parently, in her modest way, had been quite outspoken. Mother was horrified at her innocent daughter's ears having been subjected, for whatever noble educational reasons, to such ideas. "Goodness gracious,1' she cried. "Fancy a teacher, of all peo ple, talking that way to a lot of young girls. Why, I think it's terrible. I hope, Betty, you paid no attention to it." "Oh, that's all right," Betty soothed her outraged mother. "I didn't think anything of it. I just came home to get a red dress." Wizard's Wife's Wheeze GOING in the other direction, there's Charles Layng, who runs a cryptology department in Real De tective Tales: the other day he decided to take a week off from his codes and puzzles and motor to Canada. "Where to?" asked Mrs. Layng. "To Canada," admitted Mrs. Layng. "Ah," commented Mrs. Layng. "So you are going to join the Decanterbury Pilgrims." Incroyable OVER a figure of sartorial splendor such as the Mississippi Valley has seldom seen since the days of the river gamblers, the melancholy eyes of an Airedale peer from under his By RICHARD ATWATER tousled hair, from behind his graying but still notable whiskers. He does well to shelter that shaggy head, when he walks abroad, beneath a darling Fedora; a silk hat, over those Airedale eyes, would remind too many cartoon ists of the old Judge Rumhouser strip. But it is his incredible oratory, rather than the Old Gold of his once pink beard, that gave Illinois a recent New Thrill which fittingly resulted in that Immediate Popular Success. So now this veteran Lochinvar is packing his many suits and dictionaries for a descent on Washington, D. C. He has been there before by appointment; now he returns in triumph as the chosen Democratic servant of a Repub lican people. His voice, we think, will be not unnoticed on 1932 radio net works. It is fantastic, but not alto gether incredible to imagine that those who look upon Hoover as another Taft may yet view Lewis as a possible Wilson. It is not so much what he says as the way he says it — - After the devastating Jericho trum peting of Al Smith's voice (to say nothing of Herbert's riveting machine delivery), J. Ham's mild preciosity, his sad sweetness, his poetic formulas, the lingering caress of his soft tongue on his exquisite syllables, are absurdly ef fective. With a noble sadness, with an almost ladylike courtesy (or what we would have called ladylike, before ladies entered politics) he sugarcoats the charges that Jim Reed would have hurled as thunderbolts. When you first hear Lewis, you are dismayed by this Olympian gentility, this air of sublime ly floating in a celestial calm above the vulgar battle. You pity an ineffectual scholar — ? But his syllables are so charming; you endure, in a sort of fascinated amusement. Presently you notice that Beau Brummel is speaking, after all, as one intelligent mind to another. And before he is through you remember that what one pities, then endures, one then embraces. After all, it is a rare ex perience to hear a politician asking for vengeance, in exactly the manner of Hamlet's Father's Ghost! His tongue is in love with his care fully turned Victorian phrases. He is full of insinuating "May I's," if not of "May I nots"; one remembers he was at Washington under Woodrow. He would be too utterly verbose, were his long and balanced sentences, with their humanistic quotations from the more poetic classics, not so nicely meaningful. He quotes, with a hushed devout- ness, from Holy Writ; he intones, theatrically, from Shakespeare; in the next whimsical breath he confides a slight anecdote for which he craves your pardon; he whispers of the seven- year-old boy whose only alarm, when teacher asked him to remain after school for a slight infraction of disci pline, was lest her reputation be im paired — But he is making "no sex appeal" (one forgets, now, just how Mr. Lewis nicely connected his story with the candidacy of Mrs. McCormick). "The times, as Hamlet said, are out of joint. A sacred trust— to bury Caesar, not to praise him — the great and sovereign people — to be, or not to be — my dear friends — " And always with that wistful voice that goes so well with the grave, faith ful eyes of an Airedale — It has a weary solicitude, a patient willingness to help. It is the voice of the sympathetic mourner at the fu neral, and also that of the brave best man at the wedding. It is the Servant of the Third Floor Back. It is Ham let's Father. It is Marc Antony deli cately complimenting a Republican Brutus over the grave of Caesar, and kindling as if behind his own back the fires of revolution. It is the deceiving carelessness of the painter brushing in the strokes of a nothing at all which turns out somehow (on election day) to be a masterpiece. It is Harpo Marx yawning over his impeccable arpeggios. He concludes his peroration, and he calls it peroration. You are not quite sure whether you have heard a Mantell 22 THE CHICAGOAN Sandor preserves for those who missed its brilliantly brief exhibition at the Funch and Judy Sean O'Casey's Juno and the Paycock as enacted by the Irish Mayers for a British camera. Sara Allgood's unforgettable Juno is but one of a half-dozen sterling performances recorded. or a Messiah. You vote for him, de lightedly, either way. Incidentally, his reputation for private gallantry is as notable as Wil son's. His public record as a statesman seems to be rather good; and it may occur to somebody in 1932 that he is something of a native son in more than one of the provinces : born in Virginia, he has served as a representative from the far state of Washington; he has the proper military record, with just the right title of Colonel; he is a familiar figure in the District of Columbia; and of course he comes now from Lincoln's state with that recordbreaking, down- state as well as urban plurality, includ ing a million votes that went to Hoover in 1928. Here, in short, is a perfect trim ming for that long-lost Christmas tree of Democracy's hope. Is it Santa Claus, himself, in afternoon dress, plush tie, and spats? The stars are hazy . . . We see J. Ham sitting pensively on an august chair. Is it Hoover's, or Curtis's? Have we here a future whiskered Wilson, or, at least, the Admirable Crichton "of Vice Presidents? Town Talk salutes the James Ham ilton Lewis industry with a cheer of joy. \/A The Sport of Wings THEY had spoiled we forget how many thousand feet of film and spent as many thousands of dollars, try ing to get a perfect picture of a plane coming in at a Chicago airport for an impending thriller. Came the day when the light held good, and the camera man with the frenzy of satis fied genius ground triumphantly at the great trimotor overhead as it circled the field thrice and majestically descended — And just then somebody else, in a previously unnoticed monoplane up in the sky, saw what was going on and decided to have a little sport. Down he zoomed like a hurricane at the camera man, missing him artistically by five yards, and what with the surprise and the cyclone of his propellers, knocking camera and operator over backwards, of course ruining the film all over again. With a guffaw of his motor the prankish monoplane swooped up and danced in glee a hundred feet above. The camera man picked himself up, ran after the monoplane across the field, and stopped when he found he could not catch it. Earthbound, he raised his outraged eyes, shook a help less fist at the heavens, and pleaded with the gentleman over his head. "Come down here, you such and such," he cried, "come down here where I can get hold of you!" This delightful scene, unfortunately, will not be included in the finished picture. zA Hemingway Fan Reads O'Brien's Book AT last we found An Abandoned i. Woman, in a corner cigar store, of all places; and can report we've read Howard Vincent O'Brien's novel with a deep and admiring interest. We knew, hazily, that the critic whom Bob Casey lovingly calls Mr. O'Basterisk had once done an anonymous opus named Wine, Woman and War; but we were now startled to find the new one is his twelfth novel, including one translation, and that when he doesn't write under his own or nobody's name, he is Mr. Clyde Perrin. We would like to present a novel criticism of a critic's novel. This is perhaps dangerous, although as your Riq has long been a devoted reader of that fair minded and comely typed book page in the Daily Hews, we trust H. V. O'B's keenly battling Irish mind will forgive an inevitable temptation. We find, then, the peop1eHn=4usj20ok recognizably real. But we do not like THE CHICAGOAN 23 O'Brien's characters. We do not like O'Brien's characters. They lack lunacy. In short, they are abandoned, but without abandon. We wonder if O'Brien likes them, either? Who'll Run With Bill? AFTER the election of Santa Claus L this December, our great capital will have to make up its mind whom it wants for Lord Mayor during the Century of Progress exposition. So far, the single outstanding candidate seems to be none other than William the Great himself. Mention of Charley Dawes and Col. Randolph dies away as it is divulged neither of these esteemed leaders can legally run for Mayor in any city larger than Evanston. The better babies' candidate, Coroner Bundesen, has met with no great echo of applause. At present Judge Joseph Sabath's name seems to come up most often at gossiper's tables. During a week, some time ago, when a horse named Hy Schneider was run ning at a local racetrack, the World wired us to interview Sabath on the divorce question and incidentally quiz him as a potential recipient of a million votes from romantic ladies who had found a happy Judgment of Paris in his courtroom. "You don't look unhappy," the Judge greeted us with a twinkle in his Bohemian eye. We explained we wanted some sentences rather than a sentence; and he gave us a delightful interview, which Mr. Lingle later ruined by taking up all the World's Chicago space for the next month. As for being a candidate for Mayor, Monsieur Sabath's reply at that time was worthy of a master of pantomime. He merely looked innocently up a wall photograph in his chambers showing Judge Sabath with the late Mayor Dever and ex-Governor Dunne . . . If we don't run for Mayor against Big Bill (and Fred Pasley has promised us the support of his delegation) we would like to vote for the Judge. Anyway, here's a theme song for somebody : Campaign Song for a World's Fair Mayor O Muses, and Vulcan, and Mars! Help us sing of beer barrels and bars On lute-strings that twang in time with the bang Alia Nasimova, who after a month or two in the country, probably ours, pre sides at the Blackstone in the Guild production entitled A Month in the Coun try, which is a comedy of nineteenth century Russia by Turgenev, which may or may not appeal to the Chekhov backers. Of machine-guns in long ra\ish cars. Oh, the city of smo\e and steel Where all is used but the squeal Is less bad than is painted, though many have fainted On arriving from Maine or Mobile. CHORUS Have faith in Chicago, The town of "I Will" and Big Bill: Under Carter H. Harrison it wasn't a garrison But "The Gumps" are made here still! Have faith in Chicago, Don't let the headlines you scare. When he plays "Pomp and Circum stance," enjoy Thompsons circus dance And get ready to come to the Fair! If you tremble to tread our front canyon With a Michigan Avenue companion, Remember we re famous for Andy 'n Amos As well as for Dion O'Banion. Tou won't need a bullet-proof vest, That gag is only a jest: If they don't put the finger on you, you may linger Side by side with Capon and the rest! (repeat chorus) By night each s\yscraper spire With beacons recalls our great Fire That we hailed with a shout — 'stead of putting it out, Let it blaze, and built new towers higher! Our boulevard system is grand, We still in the La\e can expand: When Hew York's a mere parish we'll be ever so garish — Even now, we're the tal\ of the land! CHORUS Have faith in Chicago Where life is as gay as a dream: Where white towers rise in the windy blue s\ies From the streets where the squad sirens scream. Have faith in Chicago, Wild rose of the young western air: For the thorns in her garden we'll not beg your pardon — Just get ready to come to the Fair! <lA Race from London ONE thing about being a columnist is that there's always the chance of riding to fame, some day, on a con tributor's coat-tails. Little diary, K. M. S. has finally got old Riq into the London Times! It seems that Sir E. Denison Ross, head of an Oriental In stitute or something in His Majesty's capital, somehow got hold of Kurt Stein's Schoenste Lengevitch and Gemixte Pickles lately, and was so tickled that he gave the Times a column-long article proclaiming his discovery. Incidental to the fine and merited appreciation of the genius of K. M. S., Sir E. tucked in a kind word as to the introductory preface to the first of Kurt's volumes. Mr. Atwater's introduction, said this gentleman in deed, is written "in High English." Ah, little diary, we always knew we would go over in some country! Corrigenda BETWEEN that last "country" and this "between" we heard Tos- canini conducting Brahms' First Sym phony. This put us in a pretty chast ened mood. If we were a serious writer, we would immediately burn everything we'd ever written, includ ing Milton's Paradise Lost. As it is, we will content ourself with a few retractions. Did we, last number, allude respect fully to the superstition that nobody should try to write a novel until he is 40? Our words were hardly typed be fore we had the private privilege of reading the opening chapters of Rob ert Andrews' latest manuscript. It's not another serial. It's a tense, pas sionate masterpiece, or we are cock eyed. It has that abandon we were men tioning elsewhere. The sort of aban don that Brahms (or Toscanini) put in that First Symphony. This (if it means what we think it does) is rather high praise; besides, the book is not yet completed. No matter: why shouldn't a critic permit himself an occasional abandon, too? Then there was the caption over our Lysistrata paragraph. "In De fense of Sigmatism" came out "In De fense of Stigmatism." Sigmatism means sibilance. We don't know what stigmatism means. Astigmatism? We read proof on this caption; our spec tacles are supposed to be anastigmatic; but it went past us like an armored truck full of bullion. Let this be a lesson to us, either to get our glasses changed or to quit using the word sigmatism. If we're responsible for illustrations of our baffling text, we will also apolo gize for a whimsical lapse in the en graving process. Clayton Rawson, in his handsome decoration for our broad side against modernism, had a page of score of the modernistic opera Johnny Spielt Auf. It came out Johnny Spiel Auft. Little Theatre 4 4\ A /E have the only theater in V V the world with a laundry at tached: if you don't like our dramas, you can go below and hear Sam Sing," says Leonard Plebanek of the Civic Arts group on North Clark street. In stead of going there, or to Hotel Uni verse (to which we are still awaiting tickets), we have decided to open a Little Theater of our own. Town Talk's Little Theater will now open with a one-act play, dedicated to Meyer Levin. (This is on the assump tion he is still out of the city.) A sombre little thing, it is intensely sym bolical and is briefly called An Apple Blossom in the Hotel of Life. Cast of Characters A Bee : Bill Hay An Apple Flower Katherine Krug 2nd App'e Flower Dr. Pratt 3rd Apple Flower Dr. Sherman A Butterfly Fritz L. Riquarius A Curtain Lloyd Lewis A Party After the Play Ashton Stevens Stage Hands Fred Donaghey Ropes .Francis Coughlin The Play (A jalousie comes apart, revealing an apple garden in blossom consisting of three apple flowers. The one in the center is weeping. It doesn't ma\e any difference what color the other two are. A bee comes in.) Bee: Why do you weep, sister Aimee? Flower: I don't know. I'm so tired of it all. Maybe it's L-L-Lind- bergh. Bee : You're sure it isn't Hoover? Flower : I don't think so. He isn't exactly what you would call (she drops her voice modestly) a butterfly. Bee: No, I guess you wouldn't. Then — you mean — ? Flower: Yes. I have become air- minded. What boots it, after all, to be a flower with your roots in the soil — Bee: Like Coolidge? Flower: I wish you wouldn't do that. Please behave. Bee: I can't behave. I can bee-hive, but I can't behave. But do go on. Do I understand that your wish-fantasy is to become a butterfly, like Lindbergh, exchanging, as it were, your roots for wings? Flower: How nobly you express it, Bee. Second and Third Flowers: Boo. (They are unsympathetic to wish' fantasies.) Bee: Not boo. Bee. Either pro nounce my name correctly or shut your petals. This is official. Flower: (naively). You're the po liceman of the vegetable kingdom, are you not, Bee? Bee: Policeman? Vegetable? (He is slightly offended.) Why, I am the Grover Whalen of the insect world. And what a world that is! FLOWER: (Bursts into tears r- She just can't stand the word "world.") Bee : (It gets too much for him, too. He is in love with the Flower. He cant stand the idea of her being un- happy. So he goes off to another flower so as to forget. This is the way with bees.) Flower : Alas. The Grover Whalen of the insect world has deserted me for another. Second and Third Flowers: (They giggle at her discomfort. They are stalwart Republicans with no time for her radical ideas. A butterfly comes along. He flits querulously around the First Flower.) Butterfly: Now, why couldn't I be like this little flower, with my roots firmly fixed in the soil, instead of hav ing to fly around in this damn air all the time? Flower: What, Bernard Shaw, Shalimar is $12.50 and $25 .... . Liu is$jo and L' Heure Bleue is $ 5 andfyij. (^ucaIcuo pctA£arryaML laAif QJb A perfume by Guerlain is the epitome of elegance, the consummate gift among luxuries. For it is a gift -which enhances he elegance of -woman. Shalimar is the reigning perfume of the world. Women of elegance in all the great capitals bow to its power and its beauty. Liu, Guerlain s newest perfume, has a strange and modern charm and if newness is to be an added virtue of your gift, Liu is an offering without compare. But to many women, V Heure Bleue still remains, for softness and delicacy, the supreme perfume of the supreme perfumer. 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Little gifts of dreams Linger in your eyes, Little songs of love Tremble on your lips; There are promises of wings In the touch of your strong fingers, There are stars spinning lightly In the glory that is your hair, And the cool, gentle shrug Of your shoulder Is a movement in music. I? I simply string words In the silent wonder Of you. CHICAGO'S NEWEST ALLIS JAMES. hffl The Awed Blonde GENE TUNNEY'S re-emergence into the spotlight reminded K. M. S. of a forgotten but, he believes, true story. The scene was a gay party in the East; and Luis Angel Firpo was the guest of honor. A little blonde damsel finally approached the gladiator who had recently knocked Jack Dempsey into a press box and been put out by Jack's rebound. "Are you," the little lady cried in awe, "him whom they call the Wild Bull of the Pampas?" "Yes," said Firpo proudly. "MOOOOO!" exclaimed the de lighted damsel. wi Those Drug Store Books They sneer at boo\s in drug stores: But what are boo\s but drugs? 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DINING SALON PALMOLIVE BUILDING "UNDER THE LINDBERGH LIGHT" « Other Huylers Locations » • - • 20 South Michigan Boulevard 310 North Michigan Boulevard 28 TUE CHICAGOAN Christmas Shopping Is A Cinch — At Frederic's No wonder Mrs. G. Quin- ford Van Gold looks pleased. She's just spent an hour (and less money than she expect' ed) — at Frederic's — thereby checking and double check ing 99 44/100% of her Christmas list. Go thou and do likewise. For Frederic's has gifts that charm. Turquoise — today's leading fashion in necklaces, earrings, bracelets. Clips - Rings Antique Jewelry Bags that are ultra smart THE STAGE More Nostalgia for Moscow By WILLIAM C. BOYDEN THE obvious mistake of marooning a lady on a country estate is once more demonstrated by the Guild's sec ond regular offering at the Blackstone. The present interpreter of rural ennui is Mr. Turgenev, and the play labeled A Month in the Country. As in Uncle Vanya, a mercurial butterfly — this time married to a man who talks as though he smelled of the stables — in spires a lot of hopeless love. More earthly lure is offered by Nasimova than the gentle appeal of the ethereal Gish. There are doubtless culture- lovers who find Nasimova's exotic manerisms and whiny, grating voice sufficient motivation for masculine pas sion, but this reporter is not one of them. The snail-paced style of Rus sian dramatic writing needs strong un dercurrents to vibrate one's emotions. You can not become gripped by gloomy yearnings, if the object of the sighs hardly seems worth attaining. In other words, when the boys pack up and leave Nasimbva, there appears no cause for general melancholy. Tutors, footmen and chauffeurs — es pecially if youthful and comely — have been fair game throughout the ages. The spouse of a chap named Potiphar started the racket, and many likely lads, besides Joseph Andrews and Fanny Hill's Joseph, have had to fight with backs to the wall against the im portunities of their lady employers. The wife here has one perfectly good lover in Earle Larimore, sensitive and polished in his knowing delineation of a sad-eyed brooder. Not content, she reaches out for James Todd. This ju venile gives the tutor most of the es sential characteristics of the college freshman. Except that he romps and flies kites with playful sest, while everyone else is looking glum, there seems no sound reason why he should attract the lady. But he does — and that is that. As indicated and cus tomary, nothing comes of it. A Mus covite drama with a clinch at the cur tain would never do. The Guild is rich in splendid char acter actors. Two of them, Henry Travers and Cecil Yapp, contribute some light and ingratiating moments. Mr. Travers is a silly and ageing dumkopf, suing for the hand of the ingenue. He is aided and abetted by Mr. Yapp as the inevitable country doctor. There is a smooth finish about the work of these competent men. A Month in the Country is perfect ly staged and beautifully acted, if you like Nasimova. It will appeal to the salaamers before the shrine of any Art that comes out of Russia. I found it heavy going. Dirty Work Under Ground EVERY now and then some bright author gets a real idea for a mys tery play. Between times producers hand us terrible literary abortions, full of bats, screams, clutching hands, bodies falling out of closets, ghostly footfalls and faces at windows. Sub way Express, at the Erlanger, is one of the good ones. I am even willing to venture that it ranks among the two or three best murder plays ever staged. And what staging! A subway car the length of the proscenium, lurching, jerking, roaring, flying past a back ground — the whole effect worthy of study by our local traction experts. A drunken brawl, a shot, and a corpse sits rigid in its seat! We write a lot about restrained acting. Believe it or not, Mr. John Rowan, who plays the corpse, displays the greatest re straint in the history of drama. He sits immobile for three whole acts and earns every clap in the round of ap plause when they finally carry him out. He never winks, perhaps for the ob vious reason that his dead eyes are painted on his eyelids. But he also never moves, and therein lies his super- excellence It would be dirtier work than is done in the play to disclose even the outline of the plot. The murderer is in the car and stays there under the compulsion of the usual inquisitorial Inspector. He is not easy to guess, but some clues are hinted which might lead you to put the finger on him. In any case, you will think him a very decent killer, as he is acted by Mr. . The humor is cleverly contrived out of the reactions of about thirty type- actors scattered about the car; the pre cise gentleman who indignantly wants TWE CHICAGOAN 29 to write to the Times, the Jewish couple, the deaf man, the hysterical school-marm, the flapper and her boy friend, drunken Italians, sailors and other flotsam and jetsam of city life. Of the incidental people, an actor re joicing in the name of Edward Everett Hale III scores most heavily as the tough motorman who has only limited sympathy with the necessities upsetting his schedule. By virtue of his authority the detec tive belongs upstage center. Leo Cur- ley dominates, but does not shout too loud, nor shake his fist too violently. In fact, Mr. Curley is all right. Whether by chance or by family luck, the heroine is also named Curley, christened Virginia. The dear girl is naturally much misunderstood and Miss Curley stands up well under it all, besides adding a decorative feature to the picture. The hero is big, strong and clean as handled by Herbert Duffy. He fears neither God nor dick. Two other victims of the third-degree are adequately limned by Jack Byrne and Wall Spence. Let us hope no malice prompted the authors to name a couple of suspects after our eminent critics, Messrs. Stevens and Borden. Anyone can safely invest in a ticket on the Subway Express. There is a thrilling jolt in every mile. THffle THE Goodman showed sporting blood when they essayed Hotel Universe. H. L. Mencken and Wil liam Jennings Bryan never disagreed more violently than the New York critics over this play. Half of them stated with vociferous brutality that the evening was stupendously dull and obfuscated. Others opined that Philip Barry had plumbed the very depth of psychological profundity. The pundits who give Chicago dailies their literary flavor likewise had a lot of fun thumb ing their noses at each other. It seems to be "Yes" or "No." However the vote stands, tally this reviewer in the "No" column. To insure against the danger of any spectator escaping complete boredom, Mr. Barry has indulged in one of the blandest assumptions in stage history. Hotel Universe is played for two hours and a quarter without a break. The author either considered his work so significant that it would be a crime to break the spell of illusion, or feared that the audience might not come back if he let them out after an act of Luefman hand-made sJioea. THIS semi-annual event at the Blackstone Shop offers a rare opportunity to possess, at lowered prices, the finest hand-made foot wear in America. Shoes for Street, Sport, Afternoon and Evening wear may be had in a wide selec tion of imported and domes tic leathers and fabrics. Formerly priced to $32.00. 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Then a vague old gentleman, the father of the hostess, wanders on to the scene and for no good reason ap pears to each character as the person most intimately connected with his or her psychic, trauma. Throw-back scenes are enacted which serve as a general mental cathartic for the whole pack of neurotics. The idea has some element of novelty,, but the characters are Without intrinsic interest and their troubles tike so* many elementary case- histories, s- A repertory theater is undoubtedly a proper medium for the presentation of a native drama of controverted worth, but the experiment can hardly seem happy to one who finds the play in question a pound of pish-posh. In any case, Hubert Osborne is giving the merry ha-ha to the croakers who last summer gloomily foretold the Good man's descent into crass commercialism. Hotel Universe is arty enough for a Saturday night at the Dill Pickle. Jrom Tights to Togas DURING the past fortnight two more laps of Leiber were reeled off, As You Li\e It and Julius Caesar. Both agreeable evenings and better at tended than the first week's offerings. As is most fitting, students are finding their way to the Civic Theater, or be ing gently shepherded hence by sagaci ous teachers. The cheery bucolic quality of the comedy comes out freshly and with pleasant effect. Ingeborg Torrup is not the strapping Rosalind of conven tion, but a very winning coquette in the love scenes with Lawrence Cecil, a manly Orlando. Mr. Leiber reads "All the world's a stage" with limpid clarity, but with more sentimentality than this mordant indictment of life requires. His Jacques is gentle in mel ancholy, almost soft. Resignation has the upper hand of resentment. Per sonally, I do not care for his Svengali make-up. Looks too much like Shy- lock in his younger days. Virginia Bronson offers a mature but sincere Celia. She should, however, throw iiuam eujeru GAippericlaley "At the Sign of the Chair, a Little Below the Market, in Second Street, Philadelphia" in Colonial days, there was one William Savery who made and sold "All Sorts of Chairs and Joiners work." Such was the modest label of this modest man who little realized that his work, influenced as it was by Georgian de signs, would be glorified by posterity. At 608 S. Michigan Bl. are many beauti ful examples of furniture that would have proved an inspiration to Savery. Here he would find furniture that he himself may have designed, for the Early American productions of the Robert W. Irwin Co. "possess rare charm and appeal. At 608 S. Michigan BL, in the Robert W. Irwin Co. showrooms will be found a display that embraces many periods — in telligent reproductions, faithful reproduc tions, made with the sure skill of expert craftsmen. Maintained by the Robert W. Irwin Co. for its dealers and decorators, and their clients, the exhibition presents unusual opportunity for discriminating and un hurried selection. Wholesale practices prevail rigidly, but visitors who wish to visit — or purchase — will be accorded courteous and intelligent attention at all times — without obligation. Ro6#rt fiflt Itfoin Comparing Designers and Manufacturers of Fine Furniture for Fifty Years 608 S. Michigan Bl. fME CHICAGOAN 31 away the anachronistic fan with a Parisian doll painted on it, used as a prop in the first act. The rustic scenes, involving Touchstone and Audrey, are pretty terrible, as rough-housed by Robert Strauss and Virginia Stevens. From Arden to Rome is quite a jump, but taken in stride. The noble Romans are beautifully costumed and passionately sincere in their interpre tation of the gang-wars among the Consuls, Tribunes, Triumvirs and Sen ators. Mr. Cecil is assigned the juicy morsel of Antony's familiar harangue. He starts under too high a pressure to give properly the effect of subtle play ing on the crowd. If better shaded, the powerful spell-binding would be a most worthy effort. The fire is there. Mr. Leiber offers a brooding, dreamy sort of Brutus. In his finely tempered performance two spots stand out; the husband-and-wife scene, played with beautiful feeling by Mr. and Mrs. Leiber (it seems appropriate so to term Virginia Bronson in this instance) ; the encounter with Caesar's ghost in which the terror-haunted eyes of Brutus are something to remember. It is not usual to consider Cassius as comparable in importance to Brutus and Antony, but here John Burke makes the leader of the conspiracy a worthy third in the triumvirate of pivotal characters. Mary Hone, interestingly made-up to suggest maturity, does splendidly in the brief appearance of the worried Calpurnia. Next week — Hamlet, Macbeth, Rich ard III and Twelfth 7\[ight — or some of them. Hodge-Podge IT seems like wanton cruelty to say anything unkind about William Hodge. He really does not come under the head of metropolitan entertainment. A relic of the day when there was business on the road, he goes on sea son after season, delighting his fans with his home-brew confections. They say "he hangs them on the rafters" in Terre Haute and Paducah. What does Broadway and the Loop mean to him? Nothing but an advertising line to use on his advance notices around the cir cuit. The current lovable hick with the Man-from-Home drawl appears in a drammer called The Old Rascal, housed in the Garrick. But the good old hokum of the rube fooling the city slickers has "gone Broadway." Smut reigns where once uplift was king. Looking like a cross between Chic Sale CIFT ID€flS that fine now mo short of pmoelgi • 1 hroughout the Hartmann I ravel Shop — an abundance or brilliant gilts oner a variety of suggestions — from little guts of remembrance to lavish gilts or luxury. •Here you will find the distinctive girt not likely to be duplicated — inexpensive little remembrances or fine leather articles oi rare loveliness and unique charm, f itted Cases, Bottle Cases and Beverage Cases, everyone of which will make a delightful gift — seem to nave been grouped with just your Christmas problem in mind. • In many smart leathers, finishes and types ol equipment — these excfuisite gifts will meet their owners with the amiable assurance or sophisticates. Priced irom $25 to $160. *«*^| HARTMANN^ TRAVEL* SHOP 178 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE 32 TI4t CHICAGOAN LmiLLER IN/TITUTION INTE R NATIONALE L. 'ioeM Grecian in theme— Modern in execution . Unusual? Certainly ... for this is an I. Miller EVENING SANDAL Grecian — to express the mood of .Fashion winch favors tlie Grecian motil. JVlodern — to satisfy tne vivaciousness ol Youth. Tmtable, ol course, to match your jewels, your accessories or even your bright-colored evening wrap.. No wonder femininity feels sorry that evening comes but once a day ! The Evening Purs, by I. Miller to complement the slipper y^uslorn d> hoe C2J cdo ii 3 12 SOUTH MICHIGAN AVENUE £I4ICAG0AN 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) - — — and Uncle Sam, Hodge finds himself tangled in one of the most obvious badger-games ever concocted. The big dramatic explosion is a flash-light, catching the old geeser unconscious with his dreams and a planted frail. No one gets much worried, because it is inevitable that in the third act the scoundrels will all be discomfited and covered by a revolver. Do you re member the play where Hodge scares the crooks by pointing his finger in his coat pocket, and then nonchalantly whips out — his handkerchief? There is enough of the same technique here not to disappoint you. A couple of wise ones will gauge the dialogue: "My grandfather was wet; my father was wet; I was born with out an umbrella, so I'm wet, too." — and — "If I brought my pants home, give them to me." The latter mot, delivered on the morning-after, knocks 'em off their seats. Hodge takes a chance in passing his fans this hot stuff, but they appear to eat it up. Star as Stallion AMONG the memoirs of George l Moore's dead life is a lady who travelled all the way from Texas to get George to sire her son and give a literature to the Lone Star State. There is your plot of The Cradle Call at the Selwyn. Only that the stud-farm is Hollywood, and the stallion a paragon of a movie star. If the Texas lady was half as attractive as Lenita Lane makes the young experimentalist in this play, one can hardly blame George for his acquiescence. Because of Miss Lane and Lysle Talbot, a clean-cut lad play ing the eugenic actor, a deal of amuse ment is extracted from the situation. Cruder handling of the scene when the two are alone at last might have resulted in a debacle of dirt. This Lane girl has poise and charm worthy of far better material. The rest of the show concerns the plight of the Gene Markeys and Johnny Weavers who go West to be paid fortunes for having their brain children ruthlessly massacred on the altar of King Talkie. This theme is as stale as Jo Miller's Joke Book and has been done better a dozen times. Three ex-clothing merchants, portrayed as czars of the industry by Lee Kohl- mar, Lester Barnard and Percy Kil bride, make the author's life a burden by unlimbering the whole anthology of Hollywood gags. One even went so THE CHICAGOAN 33 far as the old chestnut of telephoning Alexander Dumas for the rights to Monte Cn'sto. Ye Gods! The more believable character of a hard-boiled-with-heart-of-gold director is given decent treatment by John Shee- han. He has some good lines, the best of which is tossed at a lightly clad damsel: "You may be covered for fire and theft, but not for collision." The Cradle Call should be for a wet nurse. More sustenance is needed to keep this baby alive for any length of time. HECHT'S BAD BOY [begin on pace 17] be of service to you: enclosed please find check." There was no check. Max fumed and Ben guffawed. From that time they were enemies, although they made up for a few months in 1923 when Ben sheltered Max while the poet was down on his luck. Later Bodenheim came to New York and the battle started at long range. IN 1926 Ben published Count Bruga, the uproarious story of a mad poet who is forever trying without success to assault pretty women. Bodenheim was the poet. The reference was pointed and unmistakable. When he failed to take a prize in 1924 poetry contest The Hation, Bodenheim had written an open letter berating the editors for their failure to appreciate his work. A passage in Ben's book paraphrased this letter with deadly accuracy and brought chortles from those in the know which did not die down for a long time. The passage read: "A good half of his time was spent in a correspondence with the prize-award ing editors of the country denouncing them for months and even years after the contest had been settled, pointing out that he, Jules Ganz, as a result of their ghastly and fantastic stupidity in again withholding his just reward was now the three hundred and twenty-second ranking poet in Amer ica — having lost that many contests — a fact which would cause posterity to split its sides with sardonic laughter." Bodenheim retaliated in kind in his next book, but the victory remained with Ben. Shortly afterwards, Ben consum mated the last step in his amazing career from prose poet to best seller by yielding to persistent appeals from Hollywood for a movie script. nnfl Q iscmvnination lo shun the banal — yet escape the bizarre — that is the rare achievement. 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THE FAMOUS MAURE TANIA SAILS TO HAVANA . . . FEB. 11 Rates: One way $100 up. Round trip $160 up. Carry your funds in Cunard Traveller's Cheques Send for descriptive literature to your local agent or 346 North Michigan Ave., Chicago CUNARD THE CINEMA Natural Vision Pictures — a Chicago Story By WILLIAM R. WEAVER THE story of the Natural Vision pictures at the State-Lake is a Chicago story. It begins in 1909, with a preface extending over the period tritely described as the infancy of the motion picture. Its hero is Mr. George K. Spoor, Chicagoan, who was the "S" of Essanay when one G. M. (Broncho Billy) Anderson was the "A" of that then ubiquitous trade' mark. It is a much better story than most of those that you meet in the cinema, a kind of modern fairy tale fabricated at an estimated cost of seven million dollars. Here it is: George Spoor, in common with many of those who invested fate and fortune in the destiny of the nickelo deon, had ideals. The pell-mell in fancy of the films did not afford an environment notably favorable to their preservation, not to say propagation, yet Mr. Spoor made a great deal of money in a very short time. Thanks to a never entirely fathomable public clamor for western thrillers enacted by Mr. Anderson — whose quite dif ferent story is one that will be told here another day — the partners pros pered mightily. Further and possibly greater proceeds were derived from the adolescent triumphs of Beverley Bayne and Francis X. Bushman, in evitably heroine and hero to Bryant Washburn's dastardly villain, and of course you know about Charles Chap lin. It became evident that, unless something happened, all the money in the world would flow ultimately into the coffers of these oddly mismated capitalists. Something did. What happened to Mr. Anderson is part of the story that will be told another day. What happened to Mr. Spoor is better reading. Spoor saw his ideals being brushed aside by an onsweeping industry. Loath to aban don them, and financially equipped to defend them, he withdrew from the production of pictures, a little later from the distribution of them, and finally from the field of public activity. Essanay vanished from the screen and pretty largely from screen memory. But Spoor did not become inactive. Weird things began to transpire in the old Essanay studio on Argyle street. Scientific-looking fellows whom nobody knew were busy with contrap tions that looked like cameras, pro jectors, developing tanks. Spoor had started his long conquest of stereo scopic photography. It was to be twenty-one years before the world should look upon the result. STEREOSCOPIC photography, the scientists told Spoor, was about as practicable as perpetual motion, for similar reasons. Spoor sought other scientists. Like perpetual motion, stereoscopic photography is an engag ing idea. Given two minutes, almost anyone who knows the difference be tween a camera lens and a pair of human eyes will evolve at least one seemingly simple plan for adding to the length and breadth of the motion picture the presumably desired third dimension, depth. Given another minute, almost anyone can prove to himself, without the aid of experi mentation, that his plan won't work. Try it. But Spoor didn't stop. When an individual apeared with an idea that seemed sound, or perhaps to point the way toward a sound idea, required mechanism was purchased or manu factured, necessary lenses were ob tained (in most instances produced to specifications and compounded of rare ingredients), pictures were produced, projected, tested and found wanting. But scrapping of this material, costly in time as well as money, merely sig nalized the next start. How many schemes were tried out, how many machines and systems discarded, no body knows except Spoor, and Spoor doesn't tell. Neither does Spoor tell of sec ondary aims only slightly less impor tant to him than the perfection of third-dimension motion pictures One of these has to do with restoring to Chicago its early pre-eminence as a center of motion picture production. Spoor is a Chicagoan. He made his pictures here. He believes Chicago will again become the hub of the film industry. Another and equally inter esting secondary aim will not be dis cussed at this time. In 1913 Spoor brought to Chicago Mr. P. John Berggren, of Sweden, FOUR DAILY to Havana or Nassau (44 hours from Chicago) CHICAGOANS can now take any one of four superb trains (not "boat trains," but "plane trains") and get the maximum number of days at these glorious foreign resorts— arriving there by air the second morning, after a delightful two hour flight from Miami. Think of it— less than two days en route. Train to plane transfer is at Miami. 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The set $10. who has worked steadily on the inven' tion and whose name is hyphenated with that of his employer on the prod' uct now being shown. I should say that seventeen years of residence makes Mr. Berggren another Chi' cagoan. VERY briefly, the Natural Vision pictures (it will be noted that they are not called stereoscopic) are photographed upon a large film, through a special lens having bi'focal qualities, and projected upon a large screen. It is for you to say whether the result is that which Spoor has sought. It is for me merely to remark that he has not said it is, or isn't; I've an idea that he is not quite sure. The pictures being shown are two. A purely scenic presentation of Niagara Falls is curtain-raiser to a melodrama entitled Danger Lights, which is a railroad story permitting much photographing of mountain per- spectives, trains in motion, lofty bridges and — 'for reasons mentioned above — a climax terminating in Chi' cago and the Union Station. For the same reason, the Chicago showing of the pictures is also the world premiere of Natural Vision. For this reason if for no other — and there are several — • it is a good idea to go to the State- Lake and inspect Mr. Spoor's creation. "Juno and the Pay cock" SEAN O'CASEY'S Juno and the Paycoc\ lists snugly on the brief roster of screenplays that should not be missed. I'm not sure that it doesn't fall immediately after Journey s End, still the noblest fruit of lens- microphone mating, with which it has much of technique, manner and effectiveness in common. At any rate, it is a rare ex perience in the cinema, as it was in the theater. The picture, produced by a British concern, is a bare but by no means barren transcription of the play. Bald black and white photography, sheer of American shadings and niceties, repro duces baldly the sheer, harsh story of O'Casey's family Boyle. The Irish players who enacted the play two or three years ago in the Blackstone enact it now in Dublin, the authentic setting adding to the power of their perform ance in about the degree that the mic rophone detracts from it. Individual portrayals are approximately perfect, of course. The story you know. As this is written, Juno and the Pay coc\ is available at the distinguished WCGnCATWI SOUTH AMERICA AFRICA MEDITERRANEAN Three Cruises in One The thrilling cruise of the year ... for only $1,450 up! A stunning booklet colorfully presents all the intriguing details. It tells of the brilliance of South American ports . . . the blue and sunshine of Africa's healthful cli mate ... of the exciting optional trek of 3,359 miles up country from Cape Town. 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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 Punch and Judy, indubitably the per fect atmosphere in which to see it. The other helpful thing I can tell you about it is that it is in no sense the kind of picture to which Miss Tinee ordinarily awards four symbols of approbation, this being the lady's 1930 proof by ex' ception of the rule discriminating cinema goers have learned by experi' ence. "Her Wedding Night" IT used to be Little Miss Bluebeard. Now it's Her Wedding Tsjight. By either title it's a laughable little thing worth an idle hour. It is that, I should add so you'll believe me, because Charles Ruggles, Skeets Gallagher and Ralph Forbes are in it rather than be cause Clara Bow is the advertised per sonality. These ably comic gentlemen manage to keep things moving rapidly enough so that you can almost over look the lady. Frank Tuttle, who used to specialize in big round Zane Grey melodramas, joins with Her Wedding Tvjight the gathering company of cinema directors who are doing with stage plays on film better things than were done with them on the stage. Here, for instance, a farce that bumped along with heavy strain upon credulity and extreme de pendence upon personal talents of the players moves smoothly, lightly, through a series of seemingly credible incidents to an immensely more con vincing end. One wonders how long it will be before Broadway producers be gin their raid upon these fellows who know so thoroughly how to hold an audience with little or nothing save artifice. Not long;' depend on it. "The Lottery Bride" RUDOLF FRIML wrote the music for The Lottery Bride. Jeanette MacDonald sings most of it. I set these down as facts to be pointedly for gotten and forgiven by you whose esteem for the major works of these artists is as mine. The forgetting and forgiving will be easier, incidentally, if you do not see or hear The Lottery Bride, which is a very commendable effort to a highly desirable end gone hopelessly aground. Someone seems to have had the swell idea that a Friml score sung by ade quate voices and counter-balanced by a serio-comic plot justifying elaborate settings and fine photography would constitute a grand evening in the cinema. The idea is still good, for the producers of this thing lost sight of it about ten minutes after beginning and never got near it again. What they achieved is a hopeless gesture already given too much space in this expensive journal. "Up the River" MAURINE WATKINS is hereby forgiven her Chicago in recogni tion of her Up the River, wherein her familiarity with the criminal personality is no less productive of amusement be cause unencumbered with the needs of melodrama. Wherein, too, mirth but not mockery is made of penal practices as we know or do not know them de pending upon our taste in newspapers. Up the River is pleasant stuff after the penitentiary pictures we've been getting since jail-breaking became a popular indoor sport. It is a good pic ture to see, particularly after you've been to The Last Mile if you're going in spite of Dr. Boyden. In Up the River the bad men are about as bad as they are at Joliet or Sing Sing, and about as good, which is to say about as human, gay, sad, sane, mad, brave, cowardly and altogether understand able as bad men and good men are the world over, under and in between. And, happily, a good deal more enter taining. Miss Watkins deserves not only for giveness but a vote of thanks. In a world that has made crime a fad Miss Watkins employs the broad brush of burlesque to make crime a mere fact, like military service or the clergy or Congress. She neither whitewashes a convict nor libels a guard, yet makes both a good deal more believeable than they've ever been made before. But don't let me persuade you that the pic ture is propaganda, or Purpose stuff . . . it's just good clean fun that hap pens, as most good clean fun does, to do more good than a Reform Move ment. See it for itself. "Those Three French Girls" SOMETIMES a good time is to be had in the cinema because a good time has been had in the studio. It is that way with Those Three French Girls. They are — -left to right — Fifi D'Orsay, Yola D'Avril and Sandra Ravel. The requisite male accomplices are Reginald Denny (English), Cliff Edwards and Edward Brophy (Ameri can), with George Grossmith an added TUECUICAGOAN 39 starter aiding the sextette substantially in the stretch. These seven hurtle pell-mell and sometimes musically through a rowdy farce that isn't above slapstick nor be neath satire if a laugh lurks in either. They compose a kind of shock-troops that make so much merriment on their side of the screen that some of it flows through, about enough, I think, to make you glad you dropped in . . . probably not enough to warrant a planned visit. ""Derelict" MR. GEORGE BANCROFT, idle these many months, is about town again as the hard-boiled hero of a maritime myth called Derelict. It's the Jack London kind of thing, which is a pretty good kind as a rule, and in it Bancroft is a George Bancroft kind of hero. Several other good players participate, but the picture is most important for a sequence depict ing a rescue made during a storm at sea. I recall nothing more realistic in films. Maybe it's real. "Remote Control" PERHAPS Mr. William Haines should sue Mr. Jack Oakie for damages. Remote Control is another of those William Haines pictures which require nothing but Jack Oakie, in Haines' role, to make it good. The trouble with these pictures is that Mr. Oakie's continually noted absence makes them a nuisance. This one's about radio. "The Widow from Chicago" THE lady's name is Alice White. The scene is New York. New York being a nice, pure place, and the picture having to do with gangsters, the lady must say that she is a widow from Chicago so the name of this wicked city can be used in the title. This makee lhany more people pay to see it than would pay to see it other wise, a widow from Chicago being as everyone knows so much more engag ing than a widow from anywhere else. If those things don't annoy you, The Widow from Chicago may enter tain you. 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MICHIGAN AVE. • WHITEHALL 4241 40 TI4E CHICAGOAN MUSIC Remains the Fashion Memorable Yuletide and breathless mo ment when anxious fingers pushed back the purple portieres that hid the day's piece de resistance, the Steinway she admired where they keep "every thing known in music" Ly< on MUSIC From Pole to Pole in Fourteen Days By ROBERT POLLAK IN my opinion the Symphony No. 3, "The Song of Night," of Ssyma- nowski is the most distinguished piece of music Mr. Stock has presented this season. The Polish composer stands strangely alone in the world of fash' ionable European music. His is tough stuff to chew on. He abandons con' ventional consonance to find expression in an original idiom that displays great imagination and power; and he often seems to have been born into the world without any musical forbears. His or' chestra ascends violently to dizzy peaks, and swoops about in a celestial world of his own. This business of describing the sound of notes on paper is, to say the least, discouraging. Borowski's painstaking program analysis of this remarkable work and its Persian sources follows its every caprice with unmistakable scholastic authority. Yet neither he nor I could approximate with words the magic of Szymanowski's free sym- phony. The substance of this music has a peculiar elusiveness. As you lis' ten to it you are conscious of great dignity and imagination, but not of any specific modern method or manner. And when it is finished you want very much to hear it again. This same Friday' Saturday pair in' eluded Delius' On Hearing the First Cuc\oo in Spring. Now that the Eng lish have gone so far, what with gala concerts and festivals, to honor their invalid genius it seems a shame that Stock doesn't hand out his music in larger doses. This delicate apostrophe to the seed'time written for small or' chestras reveals once more Delius' clear and original spirit. I don't feel that Stock is particularly sympathetic toward his compositions. He under' lines their essential fragility at the ex' pense of their firm structure. But if I'm wrong let's have Brigg Fair, Sum mer Hight on the River, the Dance Rhapsody, and even some of the grand choral works. Elsewhere on the program one Rob ert Braine, a musician connected with a large broadcasting station, contrib' uted a Prelude from an opera Virginia, still in manuscript, and a short tone- poem S. O. S. based on the Morse phrase of distress. The prelude is in consequential, not much better than the Southern rhapsodies concocted by movie conductors. The S. O. S. is a trick bit, modeled on Honegger's Rugby, frankly imitative of stuttering telegraph keys, the hiss of steam in dying boilers, the last pitiful blasts of a ship's whistle. The second half of the program was devoted to one Schu bert who only knew how to write good melodies. Soloists there were none, ex cept Eugene Dressier in the Szymanow- ski, who did little enough for an im portant tenor part. OVER on Wacker Drive the man agement seems to be sticking to its usual standards despite frantic yowls from the box office. The Opera reveals its customary assets and liabili ties. On the asset side, a roster of principals to rank with any company in the world, a good orchestra, three more than competent conductors. On the liability side, an indifferent chorus, mediocre stage direction and dated mise-en-scene. The Tannhauser of November 13 illustrated aptly the items of this balance sheet. Brilliant and moving singing proceeded from Kipnis, Lotte Lehmann and Nissen. The last named demonstrated that he is a glorious baritone, and that he never should have sung a Wotan at all. Althouse sang Tannhauser more than acceptably. Unfortunately he gets himself up in some foul costumes and he uses only one gesture for every emotion, a technique that can be very wearing by eleven o'clock. The blood and thunder Jewels of the Madonna, too, is presented in the usual fashion. Raisa swaggered through the score as a capable heroine, although she abandoned pitch with dis concerting frequency. Cortis sang a magnificent Gennaro. To me, he is certainly the most interesting tenor in the local company, and he improves yearly. Moranzoni conducted the noisy score with his usual poise and skill. The Jewels certainly has all the elements that go to make an opera popular, but its music seems vastly in ferior to the blithe measures of The Secrets of Suzanne. It is strange that U4E CHICAGOAN 41 the two operas came from the same hand. AROUND the concert halls. Pade- ^ rewski, the Polish patriot, came back a fortnight ago and played a brawny program to an audience that jammed every corner of the opera house. The halo of indubitable great' ness still hangs about this splendid gentleman of music. He hasn't the tech nique of a Horwitz or the modern sym' pathies of Gieseking. He still strews notes under the piano. But, for some reason or other, he is, like Kreisler, much more than a mere virtuoso. One of those Titans of interpretation that come only once in a generation. Of a Sunday afternoon Tomford Harris played Chopin and some mod' erns at the Civic Theater. For reasons unknown he was assigned a parlor grand instead of a concert model. The smaller instrument accentuated his lack of sonority, the inevitable sharpness of this attack. His sparing use of the pedal emphasized these faults more pointedly, especially in the Tenth Sonata of Scriabin which was wholly without its necessary luminousness. It is a pleasure to be maliciously construe tive at the expense of Harris, only be' cause he is a genuinely intelligent mu' sician and an extraordinarily promising pianist. On the same afternoon Rebecca Ben son made a competent pianistic debut at the Playhouse before a good-sized house and a dozen expensive-looking floral pieces. La Argentina said it again, sans flowers, at Orchestra Hall. And there's not much more to be writ ten about that great lady. Cinema Guide DANGER LIGHTS: Important as the world premiere of Natural Vision pictures, men tioned on page 34. [Attend.] JUNO AND THE PAYCOCK: The Irish Play ers in a British production of Sean O'Casey's play. [See it if you can find it.] HER WEDDING NIGHT: Clara Bow in better company. [See the company.] THE LOTTERY BRIDE: A Friml operetta with Jeanette MacDonald, for which both are undoubtedly sorry. [Don't embarrass them.] UP the river: Maurine Watkins debunks the penitentiaries. [Yes.] THOSE THREE FRENCH girls: Quite a lot of actors in a quite merry romp. [If you're just dropping in.] remote control: William Haines, more remote than ever and with no control whatever. 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No wonder many;a wife becomes discontented, when she reflects that her successful husband is a complete failure socially. The remedy for this state of affairs is a winter cruise via Red Star or White Star Line. Sea travel gets a man's mind completely off his business con cerns. If your husband is a drawing room sphinx, take him away from drudgery this winter. See him expand — develop — under the suasive influ ence of salt air, ocean sunlight, con genial companions, new environment. And it's wonderful for the woman overburdened with social obligations and domestic affairs. MEDITERRANEAN— Holy Land, Egypt and other points of principal tourist interest. Britannic* (new), Jan. 8, 46 days, $750 up), 1st Class. Homeric,* Jan. 24, 45-57 days, $850 (ud), 1st Class. $420 (up), Tourist 3rd Cabin. Rates include shore program. WEST INDIES — 12 to 19 days — Port au Prince, Kingston, Colon, Vera Cruz, Havana, Nassau, Bermuda. Lapland and Britannic* $123.50 (up). The only cruises to visit Mexico. *White Star line with Thos. Cook & Son. WORLD CRUISE of the Belgenland— Still time to join this "Cruise of Cruises," from New York, Dec. 15; San Diego, Dec. 31; Los Angeles, Jan. 2; San Francisco, Jan. 4. Red Star Line in cooperation with American Express Co. $1750 up (133 days) including shore excursions. /^^L\ Write for descriptive literature "¦p" «»¦*«"" and the booklet, "Watch Your \Jg^/ Husband" to Desk H, I.M.M. Co., No. 1 Broadway, New York. WHITE STAR LINE RED STAR LINE INTERNATIONAL MERCANTILE MARINE COMPANY 30 PRINCIPAL OFFICES IN THE UNITED STATES AND CANADA. AUTHORIZED AGENTS EVERYWHERE, THERE you are at the Dog Show. The yelping, the yiping, the bark ing, the growling. The crowds. The odor of disinfectants and dogs and dogs and disinfectants. The sawdust that reminds you, though you don't know why, of butcher shops, but probably the dogs don't feel that way about it. The display tables near the entrance, featuring apparel and equipment for the dog who likes nice things. The collars, the harnesses, the leads, the blankets, the toys, the combs, the strip ping combs, the many other items that you're not just sure about. The bis cuits, the canned foods, the soaps. The advertising posters and cutouts of bis cuits, canned foods and soaps. "Pay your debt to your dog" with these bis cuits. Give him that cod-liver oil tonic- food, "he'll love it." The product that is endorsed by Rin-Tin-Tin. The cata logue of the "world's largest specialty dog show" and worth it. The Great Danes. Dauntless, splen did fellows that make you think of something by Rodin. Noble, steady eyed, massive, yet graceful. A lot of good, common sense about them. That old Viking courage. The Irish Terriers, red-haired devils with a sense of humor. Their perpetual-motion tails and impudent ears and that general appearance of pluck that makes you sure they'd challenge any dog there is if he happened to insult their boss. The thought that they'd have a grand time chasing rabbits at twilight to make the stew a success. The aloof Chow Chows. Smoky red and glossy black. The deep, gorgeous looking fur that you'd love to touch but don't because of the famous Chow scowl and Chinese scorn. The double- ugly, original sheep-in-wolf's-clothing English Bulls. Fierce-looking brutes, but you know they're as affectionate as any member of dogdom and that they'd let Junior blow in their ears. THE Spaniels. The Cockers and the Springers, silky-eared, alert and companionable. The Shepherds who, you are certain, resent awfully being called Police Dogs, even though they've done great work for German police forces. You readily believe what you've heard about their brains and dynamic energy and the fact that they must be trained. And the Doberman Pinschers who are really the police dogs, and who adore a fight. One- man dogs, those fellows. And some more terriers. The Scot' tish Terriers. Wistful, canny, whim sical, affectionate, loyal. The one who looks especially sad at the moment. Your thought that maybe his master has just got off a rather feeble joke, not quite up to his standard, and the little fellow is sympathetic about it, and understands and forgives. The Sealyhams with their bravery, breeding, brains and aristocratic bear ing who are ready to whip their weights in woodchucks. The Cairns. Little fellows, to be sure, but you wouldn't call them toys for fear that they'd not like it. They wouldn't. The Kerry Blues. That one you're not sure about that proves, on looking up his number, to be a Bedlington. The sturdy Welsh men. The Airdale Terriers, amiable, big-hearted gentlemen. The West Highlander who would like to play with somebody, immediately. The Fox Terrier group. The smooth-coated quota. Not so popular as they used to be, before the Wires came over from England, but swell dogs, anyway. And the Wire-Haired gang. Demonstrative rowdies, love- able, harum-scarum roughnecks, lively and lazy. Let an Irish Wolfhound as long as the Leviathan so much as look cockeyed at a Wire's young master and the rough-coated bundle of cour age will pitch in with all of his seven teen pounds. The elderly lady who wants her companion to look at the cute Wire-Haired Scotch Terriers. Your certainty that you hear the Eng' lismen growl. Your own growl. THE handsome, lordly Collies. The huge, noble St. Bernards. The sad-eyed Newfoundlands who would like to protect some children. The Mastiffs who would like the same job. The snooty Borzois who, you feel, ought to be back on the Russian steppe chasing wolves. The alert, well' groomed Schnausers, and their smaller cousins, the Miniatures. The pop' THE CHICAGOAN 43 eyed, super-civilised Boston Terriers. Your instant recognition of their cul ture and college education. The furi' ous Pekenese, the hysterical Pomera' nians, the Chihuahuas under glass, the wise, silky little English Toy Spaniels, the tiny Griffons. Your utter dislike for these fur'bearing insects. The Yorkshire Terrier. Your thought that it was a lousy trick to have classed him as a toy dog. The Sporting Dogs. The Setters, English and Irish. Hard, finely-mus- celed, game. The Pointers. The Spaniel outfit again. The Hounds. Beagles, the long, low Dachshundes, the Foxhound. The Greyhounds, the lone Norwegian Elkhound. The Gargan tuan Irish Wolfhounds. Your wish that you had a few hundred acres in the country where one of them might not feel cramped. The Eskimo. The genial, grinning Samoyedes. The shaggy, bobtail Old English Sheepdogs. The sophisticated French Bulls with their bat- ears. Your feeling that each would know and heed his master among fifty mil' lion Frenchmen, all going wrong. The smart, tailored French Poodles. The Black and Tans. The Pugs, hangovers from the possibly very gay Nineties. The springy little Schipperkes. The Dalmatians. Your sudden desire to have an estate large enough to accom- modate at least fifty different dogs. Your equally sudden thought that you'd promised your own little com' panion of your joys and sorrows that you'd leave the exhibit of monarchs as soon as you'd seen everything and get right home and take him for a long walk in the, park, where there'd probably be a squirrel he could tree. WELL-DRESSED MAN With a Black' eyed Susan dotting the lapel Of your homespun suit you look nice and well. Beside your swinging stick, beside your tan boot, Beside the Black-eyed Susan on your homespun suit. I should like to walk. You look very nice; You look very well. I have said so twice. — MARION STROBEL. 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RANdolph 8344 44 THE CHICAGOAN GIFTS, GIFTS, GIFTS! A Few Score Christmas Suggestion AFTER a full week of scrimmage in L the shops about town, and with a stupendous pile of notes on our desk, we are not wasting any space on intro ductory piffle. Briefly, here are col umns and columns of ideas for Christ mas, and if you don't find a few that will solve some of your gift problems — well, why were we born? Jor Home-Keeping Friends Austrian Wer^bund, Diana Court, Michigan Square Bldg. : A new and thrilling adventure; the first Ameri can branch of this guild of world- famous Vienna artists. Exquisite products of the finest studios in glass, textiles, enamels, metal and silver. Everything modern — not "modern istic" — and perfectly beautiful, as well as swell in price range. Look at the jars and vases in deep opaque blue enamel; the heavenly Powolny and Lobmeyer glassware, and ceram ics; the carved wooden mirrors cov ered with gold leaf and gleaming like something out of the imperial castle but more beautiful in design; bowls and compotes with translucent enamel over bronze; a silver and ivory coffee set in round squat lines; a set of silver bowl and two can delabra with unusual colored enamel motifs; the finest Batik designs you ever saw and so on and on. Inci- dently, their little pottery animals, especially the quaint Schnauzers, just about put everything else of the kind completely out of the running. After this Christmas rush is over maybe we'll get space to tell the fas cinating story behind this Werk- bund. A. Starr Best, 56 E. Randolph: A splendid collection of antiques. Some of them, like the prints, the old teacaddies converted into liqueur sets or chip boxes, we discussed in the last issue. There are besides a few wonderful commodes and desks and an amusing collection of Stafford shire figurines. If you are in the globe market look at a mellow old globe dating from 1812 and mounted on a gorgeous old stand. Burley & Co., 212 N. Michigan: By THE THREE SHOPPERS Everything from furniture to ash trays, and well selected. The collec tion of Berkey and Gay occasional tables is particularly fine in its re productions of old pie-crust tables, drum tables and early American candlesticks. Globes, from a little desk model for about four dollars to the sumptuous great library stands. Interesting lamps and Cowan pot tery pieces, as well as anything you want in china and crystal. Amusing wastebaskets decorated with old copies of Le Journal, Victorian ladies gossiping over their tea cups and the like. Colby & Sons, 129 N. Wabash: The perfect place for fine furniture choices, either reproductions or an tiques. Study their floor of rooms furnished in various periods to get some real inspiration for the lavish gift, or dash down to the bargain basement to pick up treasures in tables, mirrors, chairs, lamps. Wm. H. Jac\son, 318 N. Michigan: The fireplace masters. Fine andirons and fittings, screens, wood and coal baskets, for every style of mantel. They also do unusual tile work and sell separate tiles for insertion in your Spanish, Italian or Dutch man tel. A splendid little gift that you can pick up here is a tile or set of tiles padded and finished to use un der dishes and teapots, all of them in very unusual design. Marshall Field, La Maisonette, ninth floor: A gallery of exquisite occa sional gifts, some of them inexpen sive little cigarette boxes and pottery pieces, others rare antiques all the way from Aubusson rugs to Lowen- stoft teapots, Sheffield glass and old English silver. W. P. Helson, Drake Hotel: A rest ful, distinguished place to shop for fine reproductions of famous old English and American glass, a huge range of lamps, especially some fine Sevres and Chinese pieces, and many tables, chairs, and commodes of per fect design. Mercatino, 1618 Chicago Ave., Evans- ton: The best place I know for Italiana. Florentine leather and silver, gorgeous old Italian brocades and tapestries, a rich collection of Italian linens and laces. Some of these are inexpensive tea or breakfast sets, others are Medici-like lace ban quet clothes. Tons of Italian pot tery, Capo di Monti lamps and plaques. If you have any Latin-lov ing friends this is your shop. Tohey Gift Shop, 2nd floor, 200 N. Michigan: An interesting array of pottery pieces in bowls, lamps, ani mal and other figures. I was en chanted by the Royal Doulton ani mals and the Staffordshire figures. Quite an assortment of hanging shelves for almost any odd spot in any room and a beautiful case of re productions of Sheffield plate, an other case of Danish pewter. Nat' urally, hundreds of coffee tables and magazine racks, but each one out' of-the-ordinary. Swedish Arts and Crafts, 161 East Ohio: The finest representations of one of the finest schools of modern art. Orrefors glass, one of the most flattering gifts you can select for anyone, is represented by many rare pieces brought from the Stockholm Exposition this summer. In the smoky tone or clear, it is breath lessly beautiful, from the simplest little bud vase to entire table serv THE CHICAGOAN 45 ices. The heavy opaque bowls for flowers or fruit are magnificent and there are two small bowls or vases in very fine glass that you won't find if I can get back there before you do. One is "Thunderstorm," Ed ward Hald's interpretation in glass, and another is his "Circus." On these a frieze of tiny figures about the base flames with real life, horses and cows gallop and humans run out of the sheets of rain that glitter down the sides; while on the other the lit tle half-inch clowns and tightrope walkers and balloon men are twice as gay and charming as they are in the real thing. The pewter here is stunning, heavy and very, very dif ferent. A fat little ball of a coffee pot has fine lines of engraving run ning around and around to carry out the circular feeling, pewter trays are etched in exquisite motifs, a can delabra flows upward in pewter like the living flame, a severe square clock has panels of inlaid mirror. From silver to china to glass and pewter, everything here has a mov ing, daring beauty that is unlike any thing else you could get. "Diversions to Keep Them Home NOW that so many of us have given up stocks, because they done us wrong, something has to be done about that suppressed gambling instinct. And it is being done. It's a great game year, all the authorities say, so if you are hard pressed for a gift thought give 'em one of the new games or equipment for an old one. Backgammon is, of course, the heavy favorite right now, with its devotees swearing that this is a permanent re vival, while bridge hounds sneer and murmur about the rise and fall of mah-jong. If you are of the first con viction nothing but the finest cork table will satisfy you, or at least a good folding cork board. If of the latter feeling, you'll be happy with a simple and inexpensive board or maybe just a cover to tie on a bridge table. All varieties are possible at Field's, Von Lengerke and Antoine, A. G. Spalding and heaven knows how many others. If he or she already has a back gammon outfit, look at some of these other diversion ideas: Marshall Field, 4th floor: A horse- racing wheel with the steeds whirling about the ring at different speeds every single time; good betting. 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(Name) (New address) (Old address) (Date of change) 46 H4Q CHICAGOAN SMART SHOP DIRECTORY KATHARINE WALKER SMITH Presents Evening gowns, wraps, daytime and country clothes for the holiday season. 270 East Deerpath Lake Forest 704 Church Street Evanston R A N C E S R.- ^ HALE 1660 East 55th STREET AT HYDE PARK BOULEVARD S CRACIOLS DICNITY FOR THE MATRON AND THE CHARM OF YOUTH FOR THE YOUNGER SET sports • afternoon • evening ORRINGTON HOTEL EVAHSTON c m I* PI IDC FURS 108 N. State St. 220 Stewart Bldg. of distinction Suite 201 Pittsfield Building FLANUL FELT HATS For the smartly dressed man TARR OE-ST Randolph and Waba.h ••• CHICAGO FINE CLOTHES for MEN and BOYS a bridge table with a ball swinging on a cord, and ten pins set up on the table. Rules as for bowling and much skill may be developed. In the first floor card section there is a new bridge set for two, evolved by Work himself. A pair of racks are used to set up the dummy and it makes a much more interesting game than the old honeymoon bridge. A. G. Spalding, 221 S. State: The new Camelot sets make a very at tractive gift and this promises to be one of the smartest of the season's games. It looks to me a leetle like chess but it is not nearly so brain- wracking. Bagatelle is an exciting table game whether you gamble or not. A set of metal balls like tiny bullets are whirled up an alley in an effort to make them settle snugly into one of the grooves on the board. But all sorts of pitfalls are set out in the way of spikes that divert the balls just as you think they have settled. It should be fun to develop technique in this. A hockey table here has a surface as polished as a block of ice and with two miniature hockey sticks contestants battle to get the pucks to their goal. A wild game and a merry one. Von Lenger\e & Antoine, 33 S. Wa bash: Joy-Ball, a sort of combina tion of hockey and ping-pong with tennis rules is fascinating. Balls are pushed back and forth across the line on a plush surface and it takes plenty of skill to win — I tried it and lost. Po\erette is a grand game of mechanical poker for any number of guests. The wheel is operated like a roulette wheel and everyone has a hand showing when the wheel stops. A dice game that demands ingenuity as well as luck is Clic- Clac. The way you add makes a lot of difference. Sorry is an amus ing card game with its own board, and there are of course oodles of fine indoor golf and putting games, table croquet, table tennis, ping pong, and on into the night. Run up and play awhile and you're sure to find something. *A Few Personal Items Austrian Wer\bund, Diana Court, Michigan Square Building: Besides the lovely decorative objects here there are daringly beautiful things for personal gifts. Hand-loomed wool bags make the handsomest bags I've seen in a long time. They are not wooly but very fine fabric with interesting modern motifs in fasci' nating color blends. And the jewelry in enameled metals and silver is like none you'll see anywhere else. To say nothing of cigarette cases and other trinkets. Frances Foy, Diana Court: This gay little shop does some entrancing things in the way of lingerie and pajamas. All their things are cus tom-made, exquisite handiwork, and original in design. The undies are perfectly fitted so that nary a wrinkle mars the svelteness of your lines and each piece is very unusual. I saw some lovely gowns, a white satin with Alencon about a round neck and a blue satin with the Alencon and two medallions at each side from which the belt wandered to the back and tied there in the newest fashion. Also one of the few bed-jackets that didn't look frumpy or Mae Westish — in a French blue georgette with a wide band of pleated net at the cir cular collar and forming tiny sleeves. Lounging pajamas, either in smart simple tailored satin or in darling slinkiness and lace — and all surpris ingly low in price! Mrs. Franklin, Inc., 132 E. Delaware Place : You just can't do better than one of the famous Franklin bags, knitted of the same fabric that makes her stunning suits and dresses. In gorgeous new colors and style. There are, too, some resplendent eve ning bags and all sorts of imported fripperies like handkerchiefs, espe cially smart gloves, and a brand new collection of costume jewelry from the greatest Parisian designers. Chanel's newest pieces are here. You should trot right over to see,. among others, the strand of beads that looks like ambre but is metal, a twisted necklace in turquoise and another in faintest pink with jeweled links, many new things in black and white. Not forgetting, of course, the inimitable collection of lingerie and the new Franklin pajamas. In the latter there is a suit of black and white in that new heavy, suede-like dull satin that is so striking you'll never want to leave the house again. Kas\el fc? Kas\el<Dunlap, 304 S. Mich igan and 700 North: Awfully chic things in antelope envelope bags severely plain except for a jeweled clip that you can move about as the fancy dictates. A jeweled tiny case that holds a very practical comb, and TI4CCI4ICAGOAN 47 Edgewater Beach Hotel Shops 5300 BLOCK - SHERIDAN ROAD Adequate Parking Space: Inside or Out GIFTS- Distinctively Different Prices Remarkably Reasonable Everything for Everybody GIFT SHOP Edgewater Beach Hotel NONETTE- HATS & GOWNS For the Winter Tourist Or the Stay-at-Home A Good Place to Spend the Christmas Check - A Wide Range of Gift Accessories, Too FLOWERS, also Fruit Baskets Fit for a King— $3.00- $5.00 -$7.50 and Above In Accordance with Requirements EDGEWATER BEACH FLOWER SHOP PAJAMAS * * NEGLIGEES LINGERIE THE BOUDOIR SHOP A Perfect Gift for the Feminine Members of the Family The Unusual at the Price of the Usual FOR HER- Candies Perfumes Cosmetics FOR HIM- Smokers' Accessories Edgewater Beach Drug Co. a gay little set of small mirror with tweezers in an exquisitely enameled case. For the luxury-loving lady, airy little sachet bags embroidered and decorated with fine laces; a shin ing little bell mounted on a black stand and swinging from a jade col ored branch with a tiny brass striker. Here also you find that filmy Prop- per hosiery in all its colors and varie ties, gayly decorated hat-boxes, and an interesting cigarette box with trays attached to the cover so that three different kinds may rise to view as you open the top. And now they tell me for heaven's sake get out of the way and let someone else talk — — THE CHICAGOENNE. To Cheer the Traveler MY colleagues (hiss) prattle so lengthily about their discoveries that what should be a thorough treatise on the right gift for the traveler gets squeezed into less than breathing space. I become, therefore, a list-and- run adviser and the dear reader is probably grateful. But just see what we have for you! Anderson & Brothers, 36 N. Michi gan: These Revelation suitcases — I've really been trying one and they work like a charm. Toss in a few things for the weekend, press down on the rods in back and you have a nice thin case. Scamper off for a few weeks, extend the rods, and it be comes a regulation bag with plenty of room. Embark on a cruise around the world, pull the rods out full-length and you have a mammoth portmanteau that will hold — well you'd be amazed. All this without any tinny or freakish look. It al ways looks well, comes in handsome leathers and no one would ever know there was a trick to it. Brentano's, 63 East Washington: For people who must keep diaries of their trips; for everyone, because everyone needs writing cases; and for leather book covers. One of the last has a good carrying strap so that you can trot around with your book dangling from your arm until you find just the right shady spot or sheltered corner of the deck. Capper 6? Capper, 900 N. Michigan: A pair of interesting new cases, one a suitcase and the other a fitted week-end bag, made of a stunning fabric that looks like staunch glazed linen. It is in fact the sort of thing Engagingly different . . . PATTER for Christmas An excellent giver is the man or woman who this year selects THE VELVETSKIN PATTER as a Christmas gift. For this re markable little beauty aid is a composite of the qualities you have always wanted to embody in your remembrance. It is differ ent . . . smart . . . practical . . . and personal. The Velvetskin Patter works in creams and lotions . . . accomplishes pore -deep cleansing . . . and tones elasticity into droop ing facial muscles. Women, everywhere, say a few minutes with it makes an exhila rating pleasure of the daily facial. The Velvetskin Patter is available in Orchid, Jade Green, and Primrose, with electrical cord to match. The han- dleisofanewma- terial (non-metal) that resists heat and electricity. For sale at the better shops and stores. Send the coupon for an in- teresting new beauty booklet. Learn this new method of mak- ing a pleasure of the velvetskin patter 5-1 r • i is electrical. Merely plug it in your aaily racial, any convenient wall socket. CONNECTICUT TELEPHONE & ELECTRIC <g> CORPORATION <§) ( Division of Commercial Instrument Corp. ) Meriden, Conn. CONNECTICUT TELEPHONE & ELECTRIC CORPORATION, 96 Britannia St., Meriden, Conn. Enclosed find check or money order for which please send one VELVETSKIN PATTER with priv ilege of return for refund within 30 days. Mark X here ? for Alternating Current, $5.00. Mark X here ? for Direct Current, $7.50. Mark X here ? for free Beauty Booklet only. Color wanted : ? Orchid, ? Jade Green, Q Primrose. Name Street and No City My dealer's name.. -State.. 48 THE CHICAGOAN Multi-Feature Hotel 1. 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. CHICAGOBEACH CHICAGO, ILL. they use for airplane wings, makes a very light case and a handsome one in deep blue or tan. All the edges are rounded and the whole is rein forced with bands of leather. Carlin Comforts, 662 N. Michigan: Those delightful traveling bags of moire, for all the odds and ends that must be provided for. In brown, black, or honeydew, and with con trasting linings, these are beautiful as well as practical. There are bags, most of them with the neat zipper fastening, for lingeries, shirts, hand kerchiefs, and gadgets. There are utility bags lined in rubber, shoe bags, and the wonderful Pullman bag that protects a suit, coat, or dresses, while they swing in the soot. A new case holds three traveling hat stands, another a photo frame. And for the very exquisite traveler there are love ly pillows in cases, puffs in bags which form a pillow, silk sheets and pillow cases, suitcase covers and shawls. Hamley Kit : This utility kit of sturdy saddle leather is one of the greatest favorites among men, and it should be among practical women travelers, too. There are no hinges to rust or break and the leather lasts forever. For toilet articles, cartridges, fishing tackle, just about anything under the sun that you want to throw in and forget about. At A. Starr Best I saw one displayed with cards and poker chips tucked into it. It's sold at all the men's shops and sporting goods shops. Hartman Travel Shop, 178 N. Michi gan: Just about everything anyone needs in fine luggage. Some of the new pieces are in the good-looking and light Debonair luggage which comes in many colors and fabrics. Look at the tweedy coverings and the linen pieces. All varieties from the practical tourobe which is easy to carry, slides under a Pullman seat or on an automobile running board and carries clothes like a young wardrobe trunk, to shoecases, hat boxes and weekend cases. Some suitcases in the new chestnut pig skin are awfully handsome. This has the deep, warm coloring of very old leather. There are also some hand some pieces in a rich oxblood calf' skin and a distinctive set of cowhide cases with a dark brown tan stripe inlaid about their middles. The huge portmanteaux of Scotch pig skin will carry most men around the world. Besides these, there are ward robe trunks, weekend bags fitted with the new triple mirror, brief cases with two snap locks instead of the annoying straps, traveling irons, and dozens of cases for liquor equipment. Lyon & Healy, 243 S. Wabash: A very complete motion-picture camera section where you can get any kind of movie camera, all of them in strong carrying cases for travel. The Eastman Cine-Koda\ is lightweight, compact and simple in operation and the same camera comes equipped to take color pictures — it's called the Kodacolor. A little larger is the Cine-Ansco but it is also compact and easy to carry. This has an added feature in its facilities for tak ing slow-motion pictures at the sim ple pressure of a button. A three- speed camera, is the Victor Animato- graph (no relation to Victor Radio) which has a few professional gadgets in the way of leveler, compensating view finder, close-up finder, and so forth. The three speeds provide for animated pictures where everyone scurries like mad, for normal, and for slow-motion. The little Bell and Howell Filmo 7 is a fine lightweight and handy camera for the amateur. It may be loaded in one operation, has a particularly good universal focus and is generally pretty fool proof. For the advanced amateur who is getting into the arty class there is nothing better than the new De Vry De Luxe. This is equipped with three lenses, three speeds, al lows visual focusing on the film, pic tures of titles (even the animated kind) so that you can insert Burton Holmes stuff of your own on the reel. And, omigosh, if it doesn't have a sound gadget so that when, as, and if the amateur equipment becomes synchronized this camera will be all you need to make talkies. Cut short in my prime by the ad vance of the perfume column, I'll have to hold a few bits in my sleeve till the next issue. lucia lewis. THE CHICAGOAN 49 'Perfumes SINCE the smartest authorities are advising every woman to have a range of perfumes to suit her changing moods, the different times of the day, and varying places and occasions, a bottle of perfume is not the banal gift it used to be. No one can have too many, it seems. In choosing the scent, of course consider the giftee's person ality and activities, and remember that an ounce of a very fine essence is as rubies while a huge bottle of mediocre perfume is still mediocre and a very unflattering gift. Chic, intriguing perfumes are great favorites now. The alluring orientals must be very, very subtle and not the least bit cloying, and the light flower blends are very popular again especial ly for daytime wear or with demure, nineteenth century dresses. In the fol lowing table I have tried to do the im possible, to translate perfumes into words. It takes a poet to do that sort of thing. But at least this wisp of an outline will serve to classify them slightly and keep you from going so completely dizzy, as one scent after an other is waved under your nose, that you'll snatch the nearest bottle and dash off, screaming. Carson's, Field's, Stevens, Mandel's, Saks-Fifth Avenue carry most of the important lines; those which are carried exclusively by cer tain shops are so indicated. IN the chic, woman-of-the-world group we have: Bellodgia — Caron: smart and delici- ously spicy with its hint of carna' tion; classically simple crystal flacon. Humber Five — Chanel: the perennial favorite, sophisticated and happy. Quand — Corday : an intriguing, world ly bit; Corday 's newest. L'Aimant — Coty: a chic, zippy per fume in a chic bottle; sternly simple crystal with squat, square, etched crystal stopper. Duo — d'Orsay: unusual, smart frag rance in unusually handsome flacon with etched crystal emblem. Ltu — Guerlain: very subtly oriental and intriguing; lovely black and gold flacon. Parfum B — Lucien Lelong: awfully smart, dashing. All the Lelong per fumes come in modern, simple crys tal bottles, square and distinctive. Le Chic — Molyneux: very new, a suave, knowing fragrance; a hand some clear crystal flacon with black stopper. C'est Ca — Stevens: piquant, sophisti- A NEW AMERICAN PLAN HOTEL The portal Hotel TAMPA TERRACE TAMPA, FLORIDA It is new pleasure to find that one of the finest hotels in a Metropolitan City as large as Tampa is an American plan hotel That it is a new fireproof building, modern in every respect with appointments and conveniences for your comfort which are usually found only in European plan hotels of the first rank. That you can dine al fresco on a pleasant awninged terrace or in a perfectly appointed restaurant, at a table to which only fresh vegetables from nearby farms, and the best of meats and poultry find their way. That you can live in the heart of the resort section of the West Coast of Florida, shop in real stores and not pay resort shop prices, play golf on five eighteen hole golf courses, keep in touch with the stock market and the world of business. That you can relax and read in our delightfully cloistered tropical garden or motor over beautiful highways to Lake Wales, St. Petersburg, Lakeland, Bradenton, Sarasota and many other points of beauty and interest. That you can enjoy in short all the advantages of a complete hotel — you can and you can afford to— the rates are modest. Wire for reservations or write for illustrated folder and further information to George A. Richards, Manager, Hotel Tampa Terrace, Tampa, Fla. GO TO FLORIDA THIS YEAR ROCOCO HOUSE 161 E. Ohio St. Smorgasbord Special Sunday Dinner 1 o'clock 9 Dinner Every Day 5—9:30 Thursday Special Squab Dinner Tel. Delaware 3688 CINEMA ART GUILD Presents Russia's Enigma "RASPUTIN" THE HOLY SINNER A fanatic who won the czarina's favor — but toyed with women- vodka and the devil. CINEMA Just East of Michigan Blvd. The Art Theater of Shadow Silence 1 P. M. — CONTINUOUS — 11 P M. SAT., SUN. & EVENINCS, 75c MATINEES, 50c 50 TI4ECUICAGOAN If you arrive at our hostelry with mental or physical cobwebs . . YOU will find on our second floor the Roosevelt Health Institute, which will help brush those cobwebs away. The Institute contains a complete gymnasium, steam room, massage room, showers, swimming pool, and all sorts of modern exercising machines. An ex- lightweight wrestling champion and former Yale coach is our physical director; and a medical staff, which supervises and prescribes, is in entire charge. This is just one of the extra features we offer you when you visit our hotel. Another thing — and one that will enchant your wife — is the Teddy Bear Cave for children, where she can leave the happy youngster under the compe tent supervision of a Play Lady. We believe you'll enjoy your stay with us. We're conveniently located. We have all the modern equipment, comfortable and attractive rooms, and efficient, courteous service that every good hotel today must offer the modern traveler. But we also believe that you will appreciate the little extra things we try to do to make you happy. Won't you come and stay with us next time you visit New York? The ROOSEVELT MADISON AVENUE AT 45TH STREET Edward Clinton Fogg — Managing Director cated; my favorite in the Stevens group; in a stunning sculptured black bottle. At Charles A. Stevens. Femme de Paris — Ybry: a great fa- vorite, piquant bouquet in the well- known square jade flacon. This fa mous jewel-like flacon now appears in miniature, nice to tuck in with another gift. MYSTERIOUS, thrilling scents for moonlit nights, floating chiffons and that sort of thing: Acaciosa — Caron: swooningly roman tic, but far from the cloying or "vam pire" breed; flower of the locust in heavenly slender gold bottle with jade stopper. Bois des lies — Chanel: exquisite bou quet in the distinguished, simple flacon of the great designer. *Le Debut Bleu — Hudnut: romance, sweet and clinging. Princess Horina — Matchabelli: richly intoxicating with a whisper of gar denia. The Prince Matchabelli per fumes are magnificent in their crown bottles and lovely new colors. THEN we have opulent perfumes, for the lame and ermine evening: Ambre — d'Orsay: a rich amber in ex quisitely carved black bottle. Olympiades — d'Ouchy: regal bouquet, rich crystal bottle stoppered in gold. Essence Rare— Houbigant : exotic and splendid for glittering evenings; one of the most beautiful of all flacons, a brilliant, faceted, heavy crystal. La Soiree — Hudnut: gala perfume for the operatic sort of affair; elegant bottle in red and white cut crystal. Miracle — Lentheric: an exciting orien tal in a stunning bottle, black crystal flecked in gold. Pierre Pricieuse — Lionceau: pretty in toxicating bouquet in gorgeous Lali- que flacon. Empress of India — Matchabelli : stately and interesting, a haunting spicy sandalwood; in a lovely pyramid bot tle instead of the crown flacon. THE following are also in the opu lent and gorgeous class and par ticularly good on furs : La Reve Elizabeth — Elizabeth Arden: rich, stately. This and other Arden fragrances appear in very handsome, square-cut crystal bottles with square stoppers. Parfum A — Lelong : ' compelling, rich odeur; makes lapin feel like ermine, sure enough. IF you like gay, tangy scents for day time wear, for dashing about town or country, here are some breezy ones: La Joie Elizabeth — Elizabeth Arden: delicate chypre, sweetness and light but with a dash of spice. 7v['Aimez Que Moi — Caron: one never tires of this; a charming bouquet for general use. Un Idee de Chanel — Chanel : her new est, and you couldn't go wrong on it; fresh and smart with a rare hint of something delectable — is it oranges? Le Dandy — d'Orsay: piquant and de lightful in its diamond-shaped crys tal. Gardenia — Guerlain: the true, moist- petaled freshness, lovely for street wear and all daytime occasions. Fougere Royale — Houbigant: a woodsy fern fragrance, devastating to your outdoor man. *Le Debut Blanc — Hudnut: for gay moods, fresh and dazzling. *Le Debut Vert — Hudnut: adventure; a headlong, exciting scent. Asphodele — Lentheric : light, refresh ing gardenia; unique flacon. Foret Vierge — Lentheric : gay outdoors, light bouquet. Le Humber 1 — Rallet: chic bouquet; zippy and interesting. We Moderns — Saks-Fifth Avenue : just what the name implies; bright, challenging, young. At Saks. Vogue — Molyneux: light and tangy with a dash of sophistication; all Molyneux perfumes are smart as the dickens. EXQUISITE florals for the back-to- Jane- Austen gown, for awfully nice girls, in perfect taste for anyone: U Amour d' Elizabeth— Arden : spring like, delicate bouquet. Guerlalilas and Guerlarose — Guerlain: masterly new flower blends by Guer lain, in stunning round crystal bot tles with threadlike black lines run ning around and around them. Jasmin — Guerlain: one of the finest jasmines, in graceful etched crystal urn. Au Matin — Houbigant: delightful to make anyone feel delicate and morn ing-glory-like. Parfum C — Lelong: flowers of spring, fresh as a sub-deb. Duchess of Tor\ — Matchabelli: flow ery lilac, aristocratic and English. English Rose — Molinelle : a true British scent, fresh-cut rose fragrance. Fete — Molyneux: flower blend, sweet in a chic way. THE CHICAGOAN Humber 2 — Stevens : old-fashioned bouquet; prim and faintly sweet. At Stevens. LEETLE alluring: Simoun — d'Ouchy : voluptuous bou quet, hot desert stuff; in dashing black bottle. *Le Debut 7S[oir — Hudnut: sophistica tion, heavy and thrilling. Maharajah — Rosine : spicy oriental, unusual in its squat bottle, mounted on teakwood stand. At Field's and Stevens. Mahatma — Helena Rubinstein : opu lent; the luscious brunette's own; in rich blue or gold flacons at the Rub instein salon. The four perfumes in the Le Debut group are marked for moods, as indi cated, and a gift of four in their iden tical' flacons, differing only in color, would be simply swell. Well, a fragrant Christmas. — MARCIA VAUGHN. Poetic Acceptances A Tin Pan Alley Song Writer Ac cents a Commission to Write a Christmas Carol Say, I'll write a Christmas song So you'll hear the chimes go bong- bong-bong. It'll spread the greetings in a snappy rhythm. It's the spirit that counts, not what you give 'em. You'll hear them jazzy Christmas chimes that ring out bliss In a syncopated melody that goes like this: Oh, Mistah Santa, don't forget mail coal-black rose. Bring him shoosies for to cover up his manly toes, 'Cause it all depends on you, Baby, It depends on you, Poop-poop-poop-a-doo, poop- poop-poop-a-doo. The blue bird and the humming bird and buzzing bee Are callin' for you not to for-get me, And they'll never pause till Old Santa Claus Has brought lots of toys for the girls and the boys, With chimes all a-ringin', Ringin" ding-ding-a-lingin' Out those Merry Christmas Blues. —DONALD PLANT. Water May Be Clear, Even Pure, But If Its Softness Has Gone It Has Lost Its Real Value, Demand NATURAL SPRING WATER CHIPPEWA NATURAL SPRING WATER tt 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. HARDINC'S Colonial Room 21 So. Wabash Just South of Madison There is something about Harding's Colo nial Room that is differ ent. The Food! The Service! The Surround ings ! — all combine to make Harding's a res taurant that is truly above the ordinary. Join us today for luncheon, afternoon tea or dinner and see how much like home a restaurant can really be. 52 TWtCWICAGOAN THE SENECA 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 COUTHOUI STANDS AT ALL LEADING HOTELS BOOKS Arnold Bennett Writes at Length By SUSAN WILBUR FOR ten or fifteen years Arnold Bennett has been in the position of a skyscraper architect compelled to build cottages. Not that they haven't been good strong cottages. Now, however, he has found another commission worthy of his powers. In fact as worthy as the Five Towns. And much more modern. Imperial Palace is the story of a luxury hotel in London. Mr. Bennett studies it one small chapter at a time, and is within shouting distance of page 800 by the time he has covered all its activities from the stockholders1 meet ing in the banquet room to the obscure practical details that go on in a succes sion of sub-basements. It is a big smoothly running machine, and at first its personnel appears simply as pistons and gadgets, kept oiled by a big boss who is blessed with the quality of not needing much sleep. All have been chosen for two things, namely efficiency and a working conviction that the guest is always right. When a guest complains of the cold, the floor house keeper must of course turn the radia tor on, but she must not insult the guest's intelligence by making the process appear too easy. When a guest complains that his pants have been stolen overnight, the house detective must know just how to point out that he has them on. LITTLE by little, however, all these «• cogs emerge into full personality. First as human being who are always gumming things up by getting married, or sick, or jealous, or retiring to ghost their memoirs. Finally as a vast cast of characters involved in a network of plots. The main question being of course whether the big boss will or will not ultimately fall for the motor-racing daughter of a titled super-guest who is trying to effect a merger. It is all very circumstantial. So cir cumstantial that the only proper way to review it would have been to vamp some hotel boss the way Gracie did, and get him to show me the kitchens. But through this shell of realism you will notice something that you may also have noticed in two other autumn books, Angel Pavement and Water Gypsies. Namely, a touch of fairy tale. Yes, it looks as though another great realistic cycle were about to round itself out in a cautious demand for romance. zA Thorough Study LIKE Imperial Palace, Lion Feucht- * wanger's Success comes to within shouting distance of eight hundred pages. It is, among other things, half a dozen novels rolled into one, a history, a textbook on economics, and a study in jurisprudence. In fact if you are anything of a Sacco-Vanzettist it will seem to be primarily a study in jurisprudence. An analytic treatise on twentieth century injustice. There are of course those who say that, guilty or not guilty, it was Sacco and Vanzetti's own fault if they got into trouble. Whether this is true of them I do not know, but it is certainly true of Dr. Martin Kruger, sub-director of the National Picture Gallery in Munich. He hung those modern pictures on purpose to flout the tastes of the rulers of agrarian Bavaria. No one really had anything against Kruger personally, but after all some thing must be done about it. And, as a man of Kruger 's international repu tation can't simply be fired, the some thing had to be a little out of the ordinary. It turns out, then, that, years be fore, a woman painter had committed suicide. Rumor had it that Kruger had been her lover. This Kruger had denied during the inquiry. Now trumped up evidence is obtained and Kruger is arrested and sent to prison for perjury. We see the defense conducted by a Jewish lawyer and liberal. We see the technique of denying justice. We ac company Kruger to prison and watch the efforts of his friends to have him freed. All this partly as surface as pects of a drama, the adventures and misadventures of living characters. But fundamentally as something of national significance for Bavaria, and of inter national significance for everybody. These two books will, I am afraid, take up all your time between now and TME CHICAGOAN 53 Christmas. But even at that you can't very well miss them. 'Books About Dogs YOU have heard the old argument. How a book costs less than a thea tre ticket. And how, since you can read it at home, you save the price of a loop dinner besides. This I think is a bad argument. Personally I like loop dinners. But have you ever thought how much less a book would cost than, say, keeping a dog. Make it a police dog. Three beefsteaks a day. If you haven't, the publishers have. They are prepared this season to pro vide you with a number of different breeds at two-fifty down, no install ments, no upkeep. There are bird dogs and hunting dogs in Stewart Edward White's Dog Days, and by the simple expedient of going back forty years the author is able to throw in the hunting grounds. But if you can be content with a Scottie the choice is practically un limited. There is Joc\, by Alice Grant Rosman, with all the sentimental loops and turns of a Rosman novel about humans. There is also Thy Servant, A Dog, if you prefer a jungle book flavor, or feel like adding to your col lection of Rudyard Kipling first edi tions. While in Mazo de la Roche's Portrait of a Dog you will get a whole Scot, in fact two of them, complete from infancy, exquisitely observed, and with a touch of pathos which any dog lover will recognize as authentic: you did so and so, she says, just as a mother will sometimes tell a child about its babyhood. John Held, Jr.'s Dog Stories also include a Scottie. They are ter rifically dramatic, proving once more that Mr. Held can write as well as draw — and also that he can draw in more than one way. Opera Memories EDWARD MOORE would only need to be sixty years old, that is the "veteran music critic" that the jacket makes him, to have written his whole book from memory. Forty Tears of Opera in Chicago. He could then have given us the real low-down on the state of Patti's voice when she opened the Auditorium, and what Harriet Monroe wore to hear the Apollo Club sing her dedicatory ode. And have told us what kind of a president of the Chicago musical college Florenz Zieg feld made, or was it his father, and about Victor Herbert playing the cello, Reserve Tables Now for NEW YEAR'S EVE in the TERRACE GARDEN MORRISON HOTEL Corner Madison and Clark Streets $7*50 per person THE GAYEST SPOT IN TOWN HOTELS DisTincnon FRED STERRY President mk JOHN D. OWEN Iffip Manager mc plaza AEROST Jftf President I DE ALLY located on Fifth Ave 1 nue, at the entrance to Centra Park, The Plaza and Savoy-Plaza offer the highest standards of hospitality . . . National Hotel of Cuba, Havana, will open De cember 15, 1930. 54 THE CHICAGOAN For Xmas Gifts We are offering at our show rooms in the DRAKE HOTEL a display of exceptionally rare and prized pieces of exquisite tableware, reproductions of historic glass; jade, crystal and pottery lamps. Occasional tables, commodes, chairs, and exclusive pieces of furniture in authentic copies of the famous designs of the world's most famous decorative periods. Suggestions Lamps So often the proper lamp selection will set off a whole room. This illustration, a Serves lamp in green and gold with shade to match, is one of an endless variety. Commode In vogue today — so much so that whole homes are being furnished in this period. This commode is typical of many interesting creations now in our show rooms. W. P. NELSON COMPANY (Established 1856) N. J. NELSON, Pres. DRAKE HOTEL Tel. Whitehall 5073 Chicago and Fritzi Scheff getting too many en cores to suit Sembrich. Also what it felt like to review opera in the days before it became civic. Those days when a critic could lightly quote Venus as saying: "No love itself to worship thou beloved shalt move" and remark that it seems to eat into Tannhauser 's brain like a fifteen-sixteen puzzle. But at that Mr. Moore remembers plenty. Everything from 1910 when we stopped borrowing companies and began to have our own. And when Mary Garden, newly arrived, was pro nounced by the president of the law and order league "a great degenerator of public morals." Thanks of course, to Strauss's Salome. ^Amorous Memories " MARY BORDEN'S new novel, A Woman with White Eyes is in something the mood of her talk over the radio last week. The mood of a woman who meant to spend a year go ing round the world, took twenty-three years to do it, and then wondered if she wouldn't have done more actual liv ing if she had stayed at home. Her heroine is a rouee of sixty, whose am orous memories include the Philippines, London, and Paris, and whose amorous expectations extend to the astral plane. someone remarked to me the other day that Mary Borden had never been a specialist in happy endings. This time she doesn't even have a happy middle. MY prediction about Shaw's Ap ple Cart has come true sooner than could possibly have been expect ed. This by the simple expedient on the part of Messrs. William Wise and Company of skipping from volume five to volumes seventeen and eighteen. You have only to contract for thirty- seven volumes at ten fifty per in order to have it at once in your possession. That is, provided your application is among the first seventeen hundred. Vox Paucorum A Department of Minority Opinion Lysistrata : Thoroughly unsubtle •* and equally bawdy, this piece from that master of Greek comic play wrights, Aristophanes, is excellent thea ter and decidedly pertinent pacifist propaganda as played by the capable Colburns, Misses Westman and Day and their cohorts. A few of the bur lesque-going populace present at the premiere, the theater will doubtless be patronized extensively by the species for weeks to come. That is the sole thing wrong with Lysistrata — its ap peal to the lewd-minded. — E. M. S. w\ DISTINGUISHED CHICAGOANS : I nominate for your page of Dis tinguished Chicagoans, B. F. Stone of the Palmer House Information Bureau. Because: he has been at the Palmer House for over forty years, and be cause of his most likeable and most un usual personality, he is known the world over. — D. C. L. MARX brothers : They're a pretty funny quartet, but isn't it pos sible that they'll be in need of new gags for their next picture? How about having Groucho say, "I'll bite anyone in the crowd for five dollars?" — Cap' tain Maudh'ng. \m PROSAIC phenomena : Viewing them from a window: Babies in carriages . . . babes in arms . . . wad dling infants . . . colicky neophytes of life that drool and stare through glassy, vacuous orbs. God! What ludicrous, inane mani festations of "that thing called LOVE." -J.H PROFESSIONAL HUMORISTS : Why not an article comparing the humor ists of one, two, three decades ago — Twain, Butler, Herbert, Chesterton, Leacock — with members of the strictly modern gaga school — Benchley, Stew art, Ford, Sullivan? Has the national sense of humor changed and if so, why? Or can one school be compared to the other?— B. A. B. \m Charity : While it is all very well for portly matrons (and comely ones, too!) of society to exhibit their sweet desire to help the needy through the medium of their bazaars, shows, sales and whatnot, stuffing, as it were, their kind charity down the throats of its unwilling recipients, one must not forget Wilde, who held, contrary to all this, that there is no real need for such a dubious thing as charity and, moreover, that the recipients, instead of being grateful, should expect it and receive it as their just due. — E. M. S. \m HAPHAZARD OBSERVATIONS (While on a northerly lope of the Boul.) : The (archaic) Library — a huge, shoddy THE CHICAGOAN 55 mass devoted to the perfected MS. . . . A ponderous, yellow bonneted affair luffs by. Her meaty jaws smash, forge, smash and reforge some tidbit; prob ably resilient Wrigley . . . Tobey's gaudy exhibit fascinates a Postal Tele graph messenger; interests a feebly washed man who is nevertheless ob viously disgruntled with the bus serv ice in these heah pa'ts. For he swings his Eureka vacuum cleaner with gusto and his face looks ill as he twists it from time to time to better scan the northern wastes. Maybe his face is angrY» and feels intensely angry and potent to him . . . Petrushka's grotesque demons want attention. They're weary of scanning the commonplace mob, and a bit soiled from incessant exposure . . . An ancient greybeard atop a litter box folds his thin, frail hands, and then his body, into an attitude of waiting — waiting for the final surcease perhaps. His hapless condition sug gests the title — "Death Rides the Ref use Box" . . . 5:30 and sheep hurry from the Carbide & Carbon; bound for lush pastures . . . Swank women, smartly turned out in handsome crea tions of black, drift past. One, whose beauty is so ravishing as to be almost immoral, turns, darts across the Ave nue. A Cadillac roadster tries fran tically to tag the slim apparition, but is a good loser and fails, of course, because things of that sort can't hap pen really; not with such an exquisite creature involved. So the lovely one continues to the opposite side, literally sifts into the gorgeous Duesenberg place as I whisper a passionate, unnec essary farewell ... A pudgy blonde waddles along, loosely wrapped in furs of a sort — a bile-green covered book clamped to her billowy side — a Camel (or Fatima) droops from a divine set of heavy, coruscant lips . . . And onto the throaty, grumbling bridge: Where the hordes march in packs. They drive forward, twisting, passing, ever fretful and impatient — Do they hear a piper or is it merely the weird, mad tune of the Town? . . . Comes a charming Russian princess with brisk, forceful strides. In the crowd she walks alone. Appears morose and bored. 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THE CHICAGOAN MARCH OF THE HOURS Progress of the Opera Broadcasts By ALION HARTLEY 1 REMEMBER listening, some years ago, to an enterprising broadcast of The Mi\ado, given by De Wolf Hopper and his troupe at the Great Northern theatre — perhaps it was still the Hippodrome at the time. Aside from the mere fact of the thing, only one impression has lingered: that one could barely catch a word of the book or a note of the score above the squeal' ing blur of broadcasting noises. The announcer sat in a vacant box, covered with a pile of overcoats so that the audience might not hear his voice, and occasionally peered out from his rudi- mentary shelter to see what was going on. He must have been very warm, very uncomfortable, but so were his listeners, if they cared a match for Gil bert and Sullivan. That was in the breezy scarlet days of Radio's infancy. Perhaps it never occurs to a Satur- day night's auditor in the new Opera Mart on North Wacker Drive that, look as he may, he will never find a furtive announcer hiding beneath an overcoat, beady-eyed with incipient myopia, an old'fashioned carbon micro phone clasped to his bosom. Nor will he realize, unless it has been pointed out, that at the utter top of the house, behind and above the gallery, the ma- chinery of Radio is bringing to an audi ence infinitely larger than that in the house a segment of the opera he is hear ing. But there's the fact, remarkable because Saturday night at the Opera occasions one of the most intelligently handled broadcasts on the air. Naturally there has been a great deal of experimenting with opera broad' casts, and the engineers who operate this one in particular will confess that the experiment is by no means over. Until this year, for instance, micro phones were arranged in batteries be fore the stage, or were scattered almost at random through the house, sus pended on long wires like so many spiders. At one time fully twenty of these strange creatures dangled in mid air and lurked in odd corners to catch any stray fragment of sound that might come their way. They were inefficient and indiscriminate guardsmen; they engendered, in reception, a disagreeable heterogeneity of sound. NOW only four microphones, of special construction, are em ployed. You have noticed them, per haps, bracketed to the long panels be side the parquet. They are mounted on concave reflectors, so that any elu sive particle of sound will be caught on the rebound. (They catch the coughing of the audience, too — which heightens the illusion for the listener at home.) More than that, they are focussed like searchlights, one pair upon the orchestra, one pair upon the stage, and, peculiarly enough, upon those parts of the orchestra and stage which are on the opposite side of the house. This is a comparatively new arrange ment; it was first used for the Manon broadcast of November 15. By its means echo is practically eliminated, and the orchestra, which in the Jewels of the Madonna broadcast of Novem ber 8 very nearly submerged the voices of Raisa, Rimini, and the chorus, is made to move smoothly along in a proper background. Raisa's voice par ticularly seemed to suffer; it was shrill and sharp when it could be heard at all. Fortunately no one believes that her voice really sounds like that, but I should hate to think that it strength ened an argument, somewhere, against opera broadcasts. Manon was, by com parison, a smooth job. The four microphones are the only visible signs of Radio in the Opera House. Esconced in two heavily-car peted, insulated booths behind the gal lery, the priests of Opera on the Air conduct their particular offices. In one booth Wallace Butterworth, this sea son's announcer, looks down upon the stage through two stalwart panes of glass with powerful binoculars. On his either side is a microphone; concen trating his attention on what goes on below, he speaks directly between them. Before him on his desk lie an opera book, a complete score with his own apostils and his notes. Between arias, through the boresome interludes in which the artists seem to be caught in space between talking and singing, he explains to his listeners what has happened and what to look for when the show begins again. H4E CHICAGOAN And Mr. Butterworth does it with deftness; he has an unobtrusive air of knowing what he is talking about. He has an astonishing versatility, too: he hurried to Manon from a Farm Bureau program. IN the other booth, which is similarly constructed, are lodged Mr. Ollie Riehl and his assistant, the operator with his beautiful dialed panel, and the transmitter. Mr. Riehl has a score be fore him also, but it is marked differ ently from the announcer's. Mr. Riehl's business is to tell the operator when to give prominence to the voice, the orchestra, or Mr. Butterworth, with whom he is connected by green signal lights and a telephone. If he so desires, he can reduce the orchestra almost to a whisper, or do the other thing with a voice. The effect of the opera as it is received depends largely upon his good taste and knowledge of music, which may explain the presence of his assistant, a gentleman who squirms if a piccolo should sound a quarter tone sharp. It is interesting to learn, by the way, that if an artist should miss fire and muff a note, Mr. Riehl can help to restore it to the cor rect pitch. This Saturday evening broadcast of opera is an NBC feature, released through WIBO at nine o'clock. Were it not for the arbitrary allotment of time on large stations, an entire opera might be put on the air. As it is, one hears perhaps a second act, or a second and part of a third. But for many people one hour of opera at a time is enough. There are even those who in sist that it is too much. Nevertheless one will agree that this wholly intelligent attempt to fit opera in the theatre to the purposes of Radio is a handsome feather in the caps of those who are making it, and in the already beplumed helmet of NBC. Perfection, of course, is some dis tance off, but this is only the third sea son of opera broadcasts in this city, and only the second under the conditions of the new house. (It's the fourth season if you include the lonesome presentation of Faust in 1927.) For the present, we may leave it to the NBC engineers and Mr. John F. Mor ris of WENR to overcome the tech nical difficulties which beset them. Jloyd Gibbons COMING down to analysis of what actually constitutes the especial Taylor-Made Luggage makes an appropriate as well as a practical Christmas Gift Fitted Suit Cases #25.00 to #250.00 28 E^RANDOLPHST. MCWYOft* EST IS59 CHICAGO CORRECTION Owing to its omission from the holiday gift listings beginning on page 44, a subscription to The Chicagoan is mentioned here as one of the finer remembrances available to the thoughtful shopper. The Chicagoan 407 So. Dearborn street Chicago, Illinois Please enter a subscription for The Chicagoan as follows: ? 1 Year— $3.00 Q 2 Years— $5.00 Name (Address) (My name) Address 58 TWE CHICAGOAN fancy this, in your Xmas Stocking! A Duchess WEST INDIES Cruise Ticket Smart economy ... this , combining of Christ- .JLJD±.-,rJ mas gifts with the ' cruise you might not otherwise afford. 14 romantic "foreign" ports . . . oriental Trinidad, Spanish Venezuela. 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THE CHICAGOAN virtue of Floyd Gibbons on Radio, one concludes that it is not so much his voice as an extraordinary journalistic ability to write a rip-roaring feature story. He is, as was delicately in scribed in the watch case of Hecht 's and MacArthur's Walter Burns, "the Best Newspaper Man I Know." He has a highly adjectival, yet intense and almost hypnotic, manner of creating an illusion that sets him down as one who knows how to squeeze every ounce of dramatic juice from a given situation, leaving not a drop for the legendary margin clerk. As for his voice itself, it occasionally lapses into a mildly sibilant and some what displeasing stream of vocables. Without going into electrical terminol ogy to find an epithet for the indisput able vigor of the man, I believe the Libby-Owens-Ford and General Elec tric programs will do very well with his continued presence. At least until his stock of stories runs out, though by that time there will have been an other war. 'Personalities SOMETHING about Radio people: The original Uncle Bob on KYW was Bob Campbell, University of Chi cago student at that time . . . Walter Wilson, who is Uncle Bob now (he has been for eight years) , probably receives as much or more mail than anyone else on the air . . . The first dance orchestra to be released on a chain from Chicago was Jules Hur- beveaux's, from the International Livestock Exposition, on December 1, 1927, by NBC ... Ed East of WGN's East and Dumke cannot read a note of music . . . And Al Goering, pianist and chief arranger for Ben Bernie, who acclaims him one of the finest in the business, never studied music . . . Wayne King has never taken a lesson on the saxophone . . . "Blue Room," signature song for the Three Doctors, can't be used as such any more, be cause it's been put on the restricted list of the Association of Authors and Composers . . . the title "Three Doc tors," incidentally, harks back to the time when Pratt, Sherman, and Ru dolph went on the air to make sick people happy ... no one has ever de termined exactly whether their effects are entirely salutary or not . . . Al Carney, WCFL organist, has quite an aviary in his private studios . . . several large canaries (do they ever get large?) and a large female parrot, whom he re moves whenever he broadcasts because ^ ulodern — *J-iriislic L^riumfilianl cJariles ! Give your party where you, as host or hostess, have no more to worry over than if you were a guest. Enjoyyourown party and be certain of the triumphantsuc- cessofyouraffair. For Shoreland facilities, catering, service and experience assume all responsi bilities for you. Whether formal or informal — luncheon, dinner dance or wedding — you will find every Shoreland party charming, artistic, original,smart. Nor is the cost prohibitive. HOTEL SHORELAND FIFTY-FIFTH STREET AT THE LAKE Telephone Plaza 1000 of her temperament . . . Amusing, if not altogether illuminating, are the thumbnail biographies of well-known Chicagoans released over KYW for Durolite Pencil . URBANITIES Goat Song MILLY has a past. It has remained a secret for five years while her art, prime consoler and restorer, has dealt gently with her. Milly's contract calls for a salary of choice hay and a de luxe stall in a north side stable. Her duty is to appear in the first act TUECUICAGOAN of Pagliacci where she sometimes adds her bray to the opening chorus. More often she answers the welcoming voices of the villagers with that silent disdain associated by some people with the phrase "prima donna." But this does not lessen her value, nor infringe her contract. She has learned to be the quintessence of donkeyhood. And that is enough. She is twelve years old now; and most of her long life has been devoted to the study and perfection of that same part. Years ago, when life and art and the Chicivop were all delici- ously new to Milly, she fell head over heels in love with a fellow-actor — a goat named Oscar. They roomed to gether in Chicago and on tour. When Milly went on in Pagliacci Oscar sent waves of encouragement and sympathy from the wings. Similarly, when Os car did his stuff in Dinorah Milly cheered him on with hearty braise. It is not too much to say that these two artists who supplemented each other's talents loved — platonically, per haps, but none the less deeply. Yet Milly noticed with the unerring in stinct of the flighty "prima donna" that Oscar's part in Dinorah was a fat one. The bitter poison of professional jealousy invaded her mind and began insidiously to blight their love-life. She saw that her role was short, without influences on the plot. On the other hand Oscar had a genuine character role. When Dinorah finds him asleep she sings him a strange lullaby. Hoel follows the goat's bell into the moun tains searching for mysterious treasure. In short, Oscar had a strong part. One day he was found dead in his stall. Had he incited Milly to kick him by butting her? Was it the green monster of jealousy? What had hap pened? At any event, Milly was not to be comforted. She was helpless in her art without the sympathetic emana tions from the wings. But time, the well-known healer, healed Milly. The glamour of the footlights began to re assert its effect. Milly learned to stand hitched to her cart without any ex ternal encouragement, the faint mem ory of the blessed Oscar shining from her eyes. Like Canio, the clown, one of her colleagues, she* has learned that, whatever happens, the show must go on. SOLITAIRE. THERE WERE THESE More Reminiscences of Other Nights Of course you haven't forgotten Ed Wynn in Car nival, and that song, I Love the Land of Old Blac\ Joe, Anna Christie, Drinkwater's Abraham Lincoln, Leave It to Jane, Dulcy, and The Royal Vagabond? And you must remember If You Loo\ in Her Eyes from Going Up, Holbrook Blinn in The Bad Man, the Music Box song, A Young Mans Fancy from What's in a 'Hame? and Andre Chariot's first revue. And John Steel singing Tell Me Little Gipsy and Girl of My Dreams in the Follies of 1920 and Van and Schenck offering Marimba and Tve Got the Blues for My Kentucky Home in the same edition. And He Who Gets Slapped, the Third Music Box Revue, Francine Larrimore in Isiice People, Mary Rose, Somebody's Sweetheart, and Irene Bordoni singing If You Could Care in As You Were. And you couldn't order tickets for those shows as easily and conveniently as you can for the current productions — by using the application coupon below. 1. Application must be received by The Chicagoan not less than seven days in advance of per formance for which tickets are desired. 2. Application must be accompanied by check or money order in cor rect amount payable to The Chicagoan. | See page 2 for prices.] 3. Application must be in writing; telephone orders 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 CUICAGOAN 407 So. Dtarborn Street Kindly enter my order for theater tickets as follows: (Play) — ~ (Second Choice) (Number of seats) .....-- (Date) (Second choice of date). 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