& CWICACOAN J^~ % ADOMETER CORPORATION OF AMERICA ^KJg^^SW THE CHICAGOAN l PUBLISHER'S ANNOUNCEMENT IN further development of the activities which THE CHICAGOAN has carried on during its four and one-half years of service as a distinctive and timely magazine of the Chicago area, and prompted by cultural, civic and social developments which have enriched the field of its activity and influence, plans have been perfected for aug menting the scope and topical appeal of the publication. These plans provide for a substantial elaboration of editorial content, an expanded and modernized pictorial treatment of text, and an increased size in physical format. These developments will be effected with the issue of THE CHICAGOAN dated August, 1931. At this time the frequency of issue will be changed from fortnightly to monthly. Thereafter THE CHICAGOAN will be available on newsstands and through the mails on the Tenth of each month. 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The new subscription rates will be five dollars a year ; single copies fifty cents. — TWE CHICAGOAN w 2 TWE CHICAGOAN THEATKE Drama MSTEPPIHG SISTERS— Blackstone, 60 E. 7th St. Harrison 6609. Blanche Ring, Grace Huff and Helen Raymond as former burlesque queens who have a re union after a separation of two decades. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $2.50; Saturday, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. -K APRON: STRINGS— Playhouse, 416 S. Michigan. Harrison 2300. Comedy about a young married couple; the life of the male member is managed by post humous letters of his doting mother. Cur- tain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. +HIGH HAT— Adelphi, 11 N. Clark. Randolph 4466. Edna Hibbard, goes clean in a sprightly little summer diver- sion, supported ably by James Spotts- wood and Richard Taber. Curtain, 8:30 and 2:30. Evenings, $3.00. Matinee, $2.00. Reviewed in this issue. MUSIC RAVIN/A OPERA — Hollycourt 2000, Highland Park 2727. Every evening at 8:15. Concerts Thursdays and Sundays at 3:00. Gate admission, $1.25. Four hundred free seats. Reserved seats $3.50, $3.00, $2.50, $2.00, $1.50, $1.2?! Special opera trains, C. 6? N. W. Ry. and North Shore Line, to gate; round trip, $1.00. CINEMA (Later reviews on page 20J Daddy Long Legs: Janet Gaynor and Warner Baxter in an old favorite worth meeting again. [See it.] Young Donovan's Kid: Jackie Cooper and Richard Dix in a grand little picture. [Of course.] The Maltese Falcon: Bebe Daniels and a host of supporting experts in a delight fully diabolic melodrama. [By all means.] Annabelle's Affairs: Uptodate comedy with Jeanette MacDonald, Roland Young, Victor McLaglen and innumerable others in the pink. [Don't miss it.] Five and Ten: Marian Davies and Rich ard Bennett enact a Woolworth story in a Tiffany setting. [I guess not.] "THE CHICAGOAN" PRESENTS— Parade, by Sandor Cover do Current Entertainment Page For Diners-Out Editorial Chicagoana, by Donald Plant Ravinia Opens, by Edward Millman.... Habeas Corpus, by Ruth Bergman Sport Dial When "Whoopee" Was a War Cry, by Wallace Rice Hot Ideas, by Marcia Vaughn The Stage, by William C Boyden Cinema, by William R. Weaver The Bitter Truth, by Dorothy Dow Brightening the Corner, by Amie Hamilton Music, by Robert Polla\ Advice to a Daughter, by Francis M. Frost The Dance, by Mar\ Turbyfill. Books, by Susan Wilbur Shops About Town, by The Chi cago enne Go, Chicago! by Lucia Leun 15 16 IS 20 21 21 21 24 24 26 28 30 THE CHICAGOAN'S Theatre Ticket Service Stars opposite theatres listed above indicate plays to which tickets may be purchased in ad' vance at box office prices by readers of The Chicagoan. A convenient form for use in filing application is provided on page 29. Tin: Lawyer's Secret: Clivc Brook and Buddy Rogers make a long problem play longer. [No.] Everythinc.'s Rosey: Robert Woolsey goes it alone and it isn't much. [Don't bother.] Up for Murder: Lew Ayres tries report ing. [Don't.] White Shoulders: Mary Astor, Richard Cortez and Jack Holt in a trite triangle. [No, indeed.] Tin; Vice Squad: A not very interesting footnote on the New York affair. [In deed, no.] RIVER TAXI CHRIS CRAFT WATER TRANSIT. INC. — Nine boats running on five min utes schedule, Union Station, North western Station, Merchandise Mart, Wrigley Dock and intermediate stops on request. Individual fare, $0.25; Com mutation tickets may be purchased. TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — Later MAILLARD'S 308 S. Michigan. Harri son 1060. A moderately snooty lunch eon in pleasant surroundings and with pleasant-looking people. An adequate choice lor noontime, and they'll check your dog. k'AU'S 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. Sound, hearty German dishes appealing to those who would be well-fed. The lunch ing place of La Salle Street notables who arc as meticulous about dining as they arc about investing. ST. HUBERT "S OLD EHGLISH GRILL 316 Federal. Webster 0770. And here the noble foods of Albion are served up impeccably in a most soothing at mosphere. Indeed, God save our gracious St. Hubert's! L'AIGLOH 22 E. Ontario. Delaware 1909. A French establishment much at tended these days and nights. Every thing is very well seen to in the kitchen. There are private dining rooms, alto gether a good idea, and a pleasant band. RED STAR INN H28 N. Clark. Dela ware 3942. A German place where enumerable and astonishing Teutonic dishes are offered, and have been for more than two decades. Papa Gallaur is in charge. The Chicagoan — Martin 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: 1790 Broadway. Los Angeles Office: Pacific States Life Uldg., Pacific Coast Office; Simpson-Reilly, Union Oil Building, Los Angeles; Russ Building; San Francisco. Subscription $3.0(1 annually; single copy 15c. Vol. XL No. 9 — Tuly 18, 1931. Copyright 1931. Entered as second class matter March 25, 1927, at the Post Office at Chicago, III., under the act of March 3, 1879. TWECWICAGOAN 3 GRAYLING'S— 410 N. Michigan. White hall 7600. A moderately exclusive lunch eon choice well patronized by nice people. It is right at the bridge and is more to the feminine than to the mascu line taste. TIP TOP INN— 206 S. Michigan. Wabash 1088. In the old Pullman Building over looking the Art Institute, Grant Park and the lake, but overlooking nothing at all in food, comfort, atmosphere and service. PICCADILLY— 410 S. Michigan. Harri son 1975. Here, too, is a grand view of the lakefront. You'll care for the murals, the menu and dining in the court under garden umbrellas where it is al ways cool. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Dela ware 0040. A Swedish parlor offering, besides their often mentioned smorgas bord, any number of succulent Nordic dishes; in fact, the variety is astounding. CHEZ LOUIS— 120 E. Pearson. Dela ware 0860. M. Louis Steffen's new res taurant. He has brought with him his old Opera Club and Ciro's chefs and staff. JULIEN'S— 1009 Rush. Delaware 0040. The frogs' legs and scallops are unsur passed and tremendous portions of every thing are served. Mama Julien smiles and oversees, and you'd better telephone for reservations. CAFE LOUISIAHE— 1341 S. Michigan. Michigan 1837. Under the eye of M. Gaston Alciatore the fine art of Creole cooking is practiced and elaborately so. He ought to be consulted some hours before meal-time. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Diversey 2322. The home of the strawberry waf fle. And here, too, the late-at-nighters find just the right club sandwich or huge HUTLER'S— 20 S. Michigan, 310 N. Michigan, Palmolive Building. For lunch eon, tea or dinner and no matter where you are, if you are around Town at all, you aren't too far from one of the three. HARDIHG'S COLOHIAL ROOM— 21 S. Wabash. State 0841. Popular, efficient and a nice variety of foodstuffs. Fa mous, and justly so, for its tempting kitchen work and service. HEHRICl'S— 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. Always a substantial menu and, as you know, when better coffee is made there'll still be no orchestral din at Henrici's. VASSAR HOUSE— Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Here you may have luncheon, tea, dinner and even breakfast in a most modern setting. There's the lovely Diana Court, too. MAISONETTE RUSSE— 2800 Sheridan Road. Lakeview 10554. Russian-Euro pean catering and a concert string trio during dinner hours. Surroundings and service are of the sort that bring you back. ^torning — Noon — Nigh t CONGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Con gress. Harrison 3800. Lix Riley and his orchestra play in the Pompeiian Room during the dinner hour and later in the Balloon Room, where the service is a la carte and no cover charge. Monday to Thursday; Friday, $1.00; Saturday, $2.50. Telephone Ray Barrett for reser vations. PALMER HOUSE— State at Monroe. Randolph 7500. The Palmer House or chestra plays in the Empire Room; din ner, $2.50 and Mutschler in attendance. In the Victorian Room, dinner, $2.00; [listings begin on page 2] Gartmann in charge. Chicago Room, dinner, $1.50 and Horrmann is there. STEVEHS HOTEL— 730 S. Michigan. Wabash 4400. A tremendous establish ment and very lively. George Devron and his orchestra and entertainers in the main dining room; dinner, $2.00; no cover charge. A trio plays in the Colchester Grill; dinner, $1.50. BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michi gan. Harrison 4300. Long a touch stone of boulevard civilization, the Blackstone continues its unquestionable prestige. Margraff directs the String Quintette and Otto Staack is maitre. DRAKE HOTEL— Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. Largest of the class inns and well patronized by a gay, usually young crowd. Bill Donahue and his orchestra play. A la carte serv ice. Weekly cover charge, $1.25; Satur day, $2.50. Peter Ferris is headwaiter. Table d'hote dinner in the Italian Room, $2 00 EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 block, Sheridan Road. Longbeach 6000. Paul Whiteman and his thirty piece or chestra playing nightly. Week nights, dinners, $2.00 and $2.50 plus a cover charge of $0.50; admission for after din ner guests, $1.25. Saturday nights, din ner, $2.50 plus a cover charge of $1.25; admission for after dinner guests, $2.00. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle at Madison. Franklin 0700. Carl Moore and his band play on the Roof Garden. Dinners, $2.00 and no cover charge. After nine o'clock, cover charge, $1.00. HOTEL SHERMAN— Clark at Randolph. Franklin 2100. Bobby Meeker and his orchestra at College Inn. Maurie Sher man and his band play for tea dances. SEHECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chestnut. Su perior 2380. The service and the a la carte menu in the Cafe are hard to match, no matter how meticulous the dinner may be. Table d'hote dinner, $1.50. On the Roof Garden, dining, Sky Golf and Keno. HOTEL WINDERMERE— E. 56th St. at Hyde Park Blvd. Fairfax 6000. Front ing on Jackson Park and famous through out the years as a delightful place to dine. Two dining rooms; no dancing. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. Blessman will greet you. SHORELAHD HOTEL — 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The splen did Shoreland cuisine and hospitality are a delight to southside diners-out. Din ner, $2.00. BELMOHT HOTEL — 3156 Sheridan Road. Bittersweet 2100. Quiet and al together competent for the diners-out on the mid-north side. A notable kitchen. No dancing. Dinner $2.00. LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL — 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. One of those knowing places where service and cuisine are impeccable. Dinner, $2.50; no dancing. Langsdorff is maitre. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde • Park Blvd. Hyde Park 400. A pleas ant place with an ample menu and alert service. Convenient for the southside diners-out, especially. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. Gifford is in charge. KNICKERBOCKER HOTEL — 163 E. Walton. Superior 4264. One of the out standing private ballrooms of the Town and smaller private party rooms, too. The cuisine is exceptional. In the main dining room, dinner, $1.50; in the Coffee Shop, $1.00. Dusk Till Dawn VILLA VENICE— Milwaukee Avenue at Des Plaines River. Wheeling 8. Crooning gondoliers, gondolas, fine foods, a swell revue and a good orchestra. Cover charge, after ten, $2.00. Dinners, $3.50 and $4.00. M. Bouche in charge. LIHCOLH TAVERN— Dempster Road at Morton Grove. Morton Grove 1919. Lively entertainment with Earl Burtnett and his band providing the music. Din ners $2.00, $2.50 and $3.00. No cover charge. DELLS — Dempster Road, Morton Grove. Morton Grove 1717. Ben Bernie and his famous orchestra and several well- known entertainers from the stage. Sam Hare is host. CLUB AMBASSADEUR— 226 E. Ontario. Delaware 0930. Clarence Moore and his orchestra are there to play for you and for the floor show. And there is a pop ular after-theatre menu. No cover charge. COLOSIMO'S— 2128 S. Wabash. Calu met 1127. Jimmy Meo and his orchestra play and there is a floor show of a dif ferent sort. A la carte service. No cover charge at any time and dinner $1.50. CASA GRANADA— 6800 Cottage Grove. Dorchester 0074. Jimmy Garrigan and his orchestra play grand music and there's a floor show. No cover charge. Billy Leather is head waiter. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Delaware 0808. Chinese and Southern menus and Dave Unell and his band and a clever revue. Cover charge, $1.00. EL HAREM— 165 N. Michigan. Dear born 4388. The newest thing in night clubs. Turkish cuisine and oriental at mosphere. Entertainment and Clarence Jones and his band. MACK'S CLUB— 12 E. Pearson. White hall 6667. Keith Beecher and his Melody Makers and a new edition of the Inter national Revue. Cover charge, $1.00. Harry McKelvey is host. TERRACE GARDENS— Morrison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. Clyde McCoy and his outfit play and there's the famous Morrison kitchen to prepare your food. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. No cover charge. GRAND TERRACE— 3955 South Park way. Douglas 3600. Earl Hines and his orchestra, and Earl at the piano. A fast, colored floor show. Weekly cover charge, 50 cents; Saturdays, $1.00. FROLICS— 18 E. 22nd St. Victory 7011. Closed for a brief period during which it will be entirely remodeled and redeco rated. It will onen with a new floor show and Charlie Agnew and his band. Qohn QiSimjih 6, *yUgdison &"<¦ efjfhlsled TI4E0-MCAG0AN FREE PARKING FROM THE LARGEST OF FURNITURE STORES JTUDiO (OVCH ! • If you wish to lend a living room atmosphere to your bedroom, bedroom comfort to your living room, or in crease the guest capacity of your summer home, consider the effective and inexpensive solution of a Studio Couch. This one, with a hand-tied box spring base and a built-on mattress top, has a ruffled printed denim cover and comes complete with three pillows. 2 feet 6 inch size. From the large and interesting John M. Smyth Company. $ 19-75 • Come over in a cab at our expense from any point in the JJoop, any jCoop L Station or the North Western Station. OPEN MONDAY AND SATURDAY UNTIL 10 P.M. CI4ICAG0AN Today IT is July 5, five-fifteen by an unhurried sun, and God's day in a downtown office as elsewhere. Nay, more so. The solitary elevator operator was scrubbed, starched and smiling, he who tomorrow will bristle with the authority of a paid-up membership in his union and lord it over passen gers slow to call their floors or bold to entreat direction. The train guard was deliberate, courteous, apologetic a trace. Motors nosed a free curb undisturbed, pointing up- street or down, and mendicants rested in doorways or upon refuse boxes, as though not even the quest for alms might be unopen to censure upon the Sabbath, their hapless garb a little cleaner, their faces a little nearer to the white, their eyes a deal less haunted, voices stilled. The breeze is cool across a blue lake. It toys with the paper in our machine, flicking it now this way, now that. It has come out of a Michigan criss-crossed with white high ways over which city-bred motors jostle their companions fore and aft in feverish seal to get somewhere and back. It has paused to swell the anachronistic sails of pleasure craft equipped with radio and cocktail outfits lest, left behind, the great land god jazz; be unappeased. It has caressed a thousand throats hot to the morbid merriment of a peasant beach, it has dried the moist brows of those incredibly de termined gamesters on the green lawns of Grant Park, and it has come at last, somehow pure, sweet and clean, to our window. It is a long time since we have come downtown on Sun day. We had forgotten. We assumed that the absurd antagonism to rest, the ridiculous resentment against peace which has come to animate the young, the old and the in determinate in their chosen surroundings on their seventh day, was general. It's rather good to learn that it's not. Come downtown some Sunday. Yesterday YESTERDAY was July 4. The United States became one hundred and fifty-five years old, Calvin Coolidge fifty-nine, George Cohan fifty-three. We went to Arlington Park, not because of its impudent name nor in spite of it, and saw a dog win the Stars and Stripes Handicap from Gallant Knight and eight other horses. The Stars and Stripes Handicap was three years old yesterday. A lot of people died of fireworks burns. France turned another deaf ear and Mussolini sputtered protest against the Pope's encyclical. It wasn't, all in all, a great day, and the can nonading permitted this year by a kind of special dispensa tion no one seems to comprehend rumbled on into the night. Naturally, we can't be bothered about everything. The United States, we feel, is quite likely to get along all right, with France or without (you'll know which before this is printed) . And Mr. Coolidge, at five dollars the word, will manage. Mr. Cohan is Dr. Boyden's concern, if anyone's, and the Italian situation is pretty remote. This, since per sons who want to blow themselves to bits with outlaw fire works should be encouraged to do so by all means, brings us down to consideration of the single thing we are really concerned about — the long shot per se. Maybe we're just oldfashioned. And maybe we don't know horseflesh well enough to look at a nag like Plucky Play and see in him the quality we credit to Gallant Knight. But it isn't what we know or don't know that puzzles us, and it isn't Plucky Play we're talking about. We're speculat ing, idly as the breeze we were telling you about, upon the probable destination of civilization in general, of society, of sports, of business and of the arts, if the long shots continue to come in as they have been coming in, in racing, in box ing, in the market, in industry and in politics. We're won dering what's become of the law of averages, the canons of cause and effect, and what's to become of everything if they don't resume functioning. We're wondering, but not worrying. On this same July 4 Connie Mack won two ball games. Thank God for the Athletics. Tomorrow TOMORROW will be July 6, of course. And tomor row, as you know if you have read the announcement on a preceding page, the brilliant staff which has propelled this publication thus far along its bright course is to be augmented by members eager to the oars of progress and wise in the ways of a growing, broadening metropolis. To morrow the room so cool and calm in this breeze we can't stop talking about will be no place to drop in for a casual chat. There'll be conferences all over the place. Printers and engravers will be in and out like halfbacks in a Notre Dame game. Artists, writers, technicians, sub-editors sparking inspiration like giant crackers, will throng in upon us and thence out upon a Town all unsuspecting. Tomor row will be a day! We've been looking forward to tomorrow for a long while. We began looking forward to it, with little certainty as to how far ahead it might lie, when we started living and breathing Chicago in terms of The Chicagoan four and one-half years ago. We saw it come closer in the summer of 1928, our pioneering comfortably behind us, and we saw it at hand in the fall of 1929, only to witness its temporary recession as the dire results of that November cast a forbid ding gloom over the bookstalls. Now it is here. The gloom has lifted. Readers have learned to laugh again, to look again upon the bright side which is the sole province of this magazine, and to be gay. We pledge you, then, Tomorrow. Tomorrow and the day after, and the weeks, the months, the years after that, so long as Chicago shall endure as an empire in its own right, an institution greater than the sum of its constituent institutions, its Stock Yards, its Capones, its railroads, its industries, even its World's Fairs. See you — as it seems to us someone else has said — Tomorrow. 6 TWE CHICAGOAN SAKS-riFTH AVENUE CHICAGO We Moderns Will Wear Only Jersey, Rajah or Linen on the Beach This Season THIRD FLOOR j Not a printed silk pyjama appeared in the Paris collections of beach cos tumes this season . . . not a printed silk pyjama appears in our own in teresting collections . . . only the hardy fabrics are the smart ones . . . the jerseys, linens, the rajahs . . . fabrics that take to salt water and salt air in true sports fashion. Therefore ... to be smart, one's beach costume must be of virile fabrics. Jie-€toh, ZT&shi f-Oft-S Rubber Caps begin at 55 Bathing Belts 55 Rubber Shoes begin at 1.25 Bathing Suits begin at 5.95 Beach Coats begin at 5.95 Beach Pajamas begin at 5.95 Beach Trousers begin at 7.95 Beach Bags begin at . 5.00 Beach Pillows begin at . 3.95 Large Beach Hats begin at 2.95 C/ura cJtoov North Michigan at Chestnut THE CHICAGOAN CHICAGOANA An Eye and Ear to the Din and Whim of the Town DURING those very torrid eight days (you remember them, of course) practically every death mentioned in the newspa pers was attributed to the in tense heat. It was reason enough, to be sure. But the rewrite man's theory seems to be that if you die on a day when the tem perature is over ninety, you die of the heat, and there's nothing much you can do about it. In fact, during the last few days of the heat wave we half expected (though maybe it was just the heat) to read newspaper reports, under the cus tomary "HEAT TAKES TOLL" head, of deaths and prostrations such as these : Another victim of the intense heat was Joseph ("Egks") Carda, 34 years old, of 2605 N. Washte naw Avenue, whose body was found in the ditch of a side road near Clearing. The body was rid dled by machine gun bullets and the police assumed that he had been taken for a ride by rival gangsters who were affected by the intense heat. Mrs. Lena Muellhausen, 57 years old, of 8965 S. Sacramento Avenue, was run down by a truck at 62nd and Halsted Streets while she was fanning herself with a copy of The Chicago (insert name of newspaper.) Morton J. Wheedle, 98 years old, of 6345 N. Olympia Avenue, died of old age brought on by the intense heat that has held the city in its grasp for the past week. Among the victims of prostra tion due to the intense heat that has been gripping our city for the last week was Mrs. Elvina Lef- kowitz, aged 40, of 3402 N. St. Louis Avenue. Mrs. Elvina was prostrated when news came that her daughter Elvina II, 17 years old, was not going to be graduated from Harrison High School after all, and after all the plans for a hot party had been made. Alden Fentz, 45 years old, of Conducted by DONALD PLANT Another distinguished Chicagoan, the sixth, is presented with a gratui tous escutcheon in Sandor's Modern Herald y sequence. 1407 Oakenwald Avenue, was prostrated by a hot flat iron. Neighbors AN apartment party was in progress. l It was a very noisy party, too. It hadn't quite plunged into the brawl stage, but there was a lot of drinking, the radio was going strong, the piano was being banged upon, people were tap-dancing, and an occasional chair would, occasionally, be tipped over. Yes, there was plenty of noise. And then the neighbor from across the hall, or maybe he lived upstairs, pounded loudly on the door. He gave three or four vigorous raps before any one gave heed to his wants. Finally the host, who had reached as care-free a condition as any of his guests, went to the door. "Listen, you big baboon," said the host as he opened the door, "This is a hell of a time of night to be hanging pictures." "Bright Boy A WIFE and mother out in the Hyde Park district had to leave her five-year-old son at home alone one afternoon recently. When she returned to her fireside at about five o'clock in the afternoon she mentally kicked her self around the block because she had forgotten to leave the money for the new radio due to be delivered in her absence. When she entered the house, how ever, the son and heir took her into the music room and pointed proudly to the gleaming new instrument. "The man left it," he said. "But who paid him for it?" his mother asked. "I did, Mama. I went to the desk and wrote out a check the way you and Daddy do." The next morning the presi' dent of the radio company called Mama on the telephone. The details of the transaction were explained to him in full and everything was ad justed satisfactorily. "Madame," he said simply, after the explanation. "I would like to ex change our thirty-five-year-old driver for your five-year-old son." zArt Appreciation AN Iowan has informed us of an i incident he noted during a recent visit to Chicago. According to the tenets and stand ards of some eminent Europeans, and some not so eminent, he observes, the American Magazine average American is distinctly below par in appreciation and understanding of art. But watch ing and listening to Americans as they stand before a product of American genius provokes a polite laugh up the sleeve at Continental tenets and stand ards. Appreciation is not below par, rather it is unique and typical of the age in which we live. Our reporter was in the usual crowd of sightseers, suburbanites and park loafers that was watching Buckingham Fountain perform its wonders on a cool evening (you remember that one) a few weeks ago. All the colors of the spectrum merged and fused in har monious shades and combinations; little drops of the rainbow shot out from ten thousand little holes under and over the surface of the pool. As the water tumbled down over the tiers reflecting the hundred concealed lights, the on lookers gaped in silent wonder, awe struck by the splendor of the fountain. Directly in front of our reporter a man and his wife had stood motionless THE CHICAGOAN and speechless for more than an hour. The man's eyes seldom flickered, his face immobile. Never so much as turn ing his head, he gave the appearance of one lost in thoughts of something very far away. The lights suddenly grew brighter and changed more rapidly; the water shot higher and tumbled faster. It was the finale. After a wild blaze of rush ing red the lights slowly faded out and the crowd began its exodus. For a moment the man stood as though trans fixed, then, turning to the woman he said, "Gawd! What plumbin'!" Junny Names YOU have often noticed, haven't you, how the mere mention of a town in Iowa draws a big laugh. Speak of Minneapolis, Omaha, Kansas City and no one smiles, but mention Du buque, Keokuk, What Cheer and they fall off their chairs. The metropolitans, we mean, do the laughing — Chicagoans and New Yorkers. And why, we've often wondered. After all, New York is bounded on the north by Yonkers, on the east by Flushing, on the west by Weehawken and on the south by Flatbush. While north of Chicago are Wilmette, Win- netka, Waukegan; to the west we have Cicero, Argo, Batavia, Aurora; on the south Whiting and Blue Island. But New Yorkers and Chicagoans never think of those names as being especially funny. It's probably because we're used to them. Obit A FEW weeks ago, June 22 to be exact, one of the most interesting figures in Chicago died. She was Mrs. Harriet S. Taylor, who for thirty-five years was the head of the genealogy and local history department of the Newberry Library — one of the last staunch representatives of Victorian- ism, in manner, attitude and dress. Mr. Charles H. Good has supplied us with the following information about her. Mrs. Taylor was a thin, shriveled little woman of seventy-five years, always dressed in garments that, while not authentically of the 'nineties, were certainly of the spirit of that period. Her costume never varied, summer or winter. It consisted of a long, full- skirted black silk dress, with a high lace collar fitting tightly around the neck. The sleeves were not actually leg-of-mutton, but they simulated the style by a cape attachment of some sort. And below the dress it was pos sible to catch occasional glimpses of what were probably the only high black gaitors left in Chicago. Topping this odd outfit in black was Mrs. Taylor's lined and energetic face, which she had been known to confide was the object of daily massage with a special beauty preparation of her own. Her eyes were bright blue, and her hair was a startling and vivid red, frizzed into a fiery ball. MRS. TAYLOR presided over the genealogy room at the New berry with a firm hand, priding herself on the generous service she and her as sistants offered anyone anxious to look up his forefathers. She had her own way of doing things, and the library officials never interferred. She was the only member of the library staff who was not paid by check. She insisted on cash, and it had to be presented to her in a little envelope with her name typed on it. She once threatened to have discharged a new cashier who offended her sensibilities by offering her her salary without placing it in an envelope. During all the years of her work at the Newberry Library, she lived with in sight of the library, at the New berry Hotel across the square. She moved into it the day it was opened and lived there for the rest of her life. In winter, when the days were short, Mrs. Taylor left the library early in order to cross Washington Square to her hotel before dark. According to the legend, she had seven trunks of 'Shoot the works and make it Ethyl, Jamison. After all, we're vacationing." TUE CHICAGOAN 9 'All my life I was going to do that and then you know about my thyroids: ancient make ranged about her room. All of her belongings were kept in those seven trunks, and none was ever allowed to remain unlocked. Creative Dramatics THE latest vogue among the young (eight and nine-year-olds) North- shore group is Creative Dramatics. The movement has grown out of the work of Miss Winifred Ward, author of Creative Dramatics, who has been bent on supplying more proper enter tainment for children than is offered by the cinema houses, rather by the few cinema houses that occasionally feature pictures that do not demand the pink ticket. Miss Ward is being sponsored by the Evanston grade schools and North western University. And the idea is that the children are taught in school to read a story and then spontaneously act it out. Creative Dramatics is a lot of fun for them and is rapidly tak ing the place of movies in the program of entertainment for youngsters. Another phase of the movement is the five plays a year with four per formances of each play that are given at the Nichols and Havens theatre in Evanston. The last two plays, The Emperor's T^ew Clothes and The Prin cess and the Vagabond, written by Mrs. Charlotte Chorpening who is now directing the children's plays at Navy Pier, were so popular that many chil dren seeking admission were turned away because of a full house. Students of the school of speech of Northwest ern University do the acting, and there is a regular subscription list of 2,000 children. Lighter Life MAYBE you think cigarette light- ers have been a fad all this time. Maybe cigarette lighters have been a fad all this time. We know a gentle man, however, who probably doesn't think so. He has used the same lighter, an old model, large size Dunhill, for six years. He fills it every six weeks and puts in a new flint about every two months. He has never had to put in a new wick. And he lights it on an average of thirty times a day. It never fails to work except in a wind or draught. Further more, he told us, he has lighted it, as near as he can reckon, about 65,700 times, or really about 66,000 times, counting the lights he will get during the time this paragraph is at press. He's very fond of his lighter, too, and his day is completely wrecked when, though it seldom happens, he forgets to carry it. White-man's Burden THESE baby carriage effects that some of these ultra-modern phae tons affect as appurtenances to the comfort of the back seat are — well, Paul Whiteman has one on his Duesen- berg. Genial Paul, when he leaves his suite at the Edgewater Apartments to go to the NBC studios for his Paint Men broadcast, either ferries himself down in his speed boat, or eases himself, be it clement weather (cool, we mean) into the front seat of his car. In fact, he has never been seen in the back seat; he is always in front with his chauffeur. And a curious con frere of his at the studios, happening to see him drive up one day to the Merchandise Mart, said: "How does it happen that you never ride in the back seat, folded up in your kayak?" "Well, young man, it's this way," said Maestro Paul, climbing gaily onto the neglected rear cushion. "I reach for the cover, pull it down, and — well, here's the reason." Paul would never make an Eskimo. The cover wouldn't go down. AND while there's space, perhaps an- i\ other Whitemanian item would not be amiss. Commencement season was to be ushered in with grand style by a pro gram devoted to the Alma Mater airs and popular ballads connoting that last great step into the arms of a waiting, nee cruel, world. Someone conceived the brilliant idea that for those fortu nate few watching the broadcast, it would be well for Paul to appear out fitted in a cap and gown. It was no sooner suggested than the telephone bell was wringing in a cap and gown renting establishment. 10 THE CHICAGOAN "Hello. Say, do you rent caps and gowns?" asked a voice. "Nothing else but." "Well, then, have you got a cap and gown to fit Paul Whiteman?" "We have caps and gowns, and caps and gowns, but a gown for Whiteman — we doubt it." However, he did get his cap and gown. It has not been said whether it was one gown or there was some splicing done. Little Black Lie SOME of the old stock gags that have flourished in the land since the gay nineties must, we have de cided, be hereditary, a virus in the blood that moves from generation to generation. Certainly, our neigh bor's four-year-old daughter had never seen nor heard of a black eye till she came home from her nursery school very definitely blackened about the optics. Her startled mother exam ined the swollen eye anxiously and asked how it happened. Believe it or not, the youngster produced the age- old excuse: "I bumped into the door." If she springs the one about the bride's biscuits or the mother-in-law's shoes her parents threaten to offer her for adoption to Keith-Albee. zAll Done With Wires WHAT do you think about when you pick up the tele phone receiver and give the operator your number, or when you pick up the telephone receiver and dial your number yourself? Yeah, we used to feel that way about it, too. But since we've made a tour of the Illinois Bell Telephone Company's several build ings we can't think about anything but gadgets and racks and buttons and 'Absolutely no sense of decency to the woman." plugs and holes and wires and cables. You know all about Alexander Gra ham Bell's invention and development of the telephone and what a romantic story of achievement it is. But the way in which things have been car ried on is just as marvelous. There is so much new equipment with which most subscribers probably are not familiar. For instance, there are louder, far louder, bells than the one you hear ringing just after you've climbed into the shower. Several are so loud that you couldn't possibly ignore their noise. There is a sort of Chinese gong that has a soft bong sound, a large gong that makes more noise, a very large gong and a klaxon or siren. These are used, for the most part, for outdoor 'phones: lumber yards, rail road yards, coal yards, boiler and ship yards, playgrounds and swimming pools, and smaller sizes m buildings for nightwatchmen to answer and in fire and police stations. Then there are visual signals, little lamps, for deaf people and for use in board ^i trade rooms, stock exchanges, hand-book headquarters. There are, too, amplifying sets for deaf people. Recently a deaf man came in town from Gary for a visit to the telephone company building. He had heard (all right, maybe some body wrote it down for him) about the amplifying sets. And he had never heard his mother's voice, hav ing been born deaf. Having asked for a try-out of the set, he called his mother in Gary and, by means of the amplification, heard her perfectly for the first time in his life. ANOTHER remarkable piece of i equipment that makes for great er efficiency is the new intercom municating dial telephone that has recently been designed for business, professional and institutional organi zations having up to fifteen telephones and one to three office lines. It gives subscribers quicker and more con venient service, both inside and out side the organization, without the necessity of having a switchboard operator. It is a neat instrument — just the ordinary cradle 'phone with a dial and five buttons just below the dial. The first three key buttons are really the key to its several uses. To receive out side calls you merely depress one of the buttons, to make outside calls you THE CHICAGOAN n Norma Shearer, Lionel Barrymorc and Clark Gable give three of the year's best performances in A Free Soul, at McVickcrs, making a total of four reasons for attending that historic cinema. press another, you can hold an outside call by depressing the "H" or holding button and, without the person on the line hearing, you can telephone over another outside line (by pressing an other line button) ; or over the inside intercommunicating circuit (by press ing the "L" or local button). Then the original outside call can be picked up again. You can also transfer a call when it is for another person and it's simple enough to make inside calls, too. It's all done with wires, yes, but you have to press the buttons first. And you can do all these things your self right at your desk, with ease of operation. There are many other interesting items of equipment, too. Key Town maps, for instance, either regional or national, have been designed for sales and other business organizations. There is a telephone typewriter serv ice, a quick, accurate and legible method of communication between two or more points which may be in the same building, a few miles apart or thousands of miles from each other. Two or more special electrical type writers 'are connected by telephone wires. Anything typed on one ma chine appears typewritten at that machine and, in the same instant, at one other or any number of con nected machines. This service is used mostly by hotels, public garages, banks, manufacturers, air transport companies and coal producers. E picked up a lot of interesting bits about the Illinois Bell Tele phone Company and what happens around there. For instance subscribers may have direct telephone lines between any points in the city, or between any cities. There are special rates for calls from your telephone to any out-of- town telephone you designate if the calls are made every business day at the same hour and the connection is scheduled for fifteen minutes or more. If you request it, the telephone people will keep your lines under observation and report to you the number of times your lines are busy when outsiders call you. Calls may be made to twenty-six foreign countries, and to four ocean liners while they are en route between ports. The equipment is so complete that it will be many years before the five number dial system, such as that recently put in use in New York, will be necessary here. And you probably know about call ing CAThedral 8000 for the correct time. There are two clocks on the wall in front of the operator who answers your call and gives you the time. She is in a sound proof room, two sides of which are practically all glass, very light and well-ventilated. The opera tors work in half hour shifts and call the time to the quarter minute. Many concerns and individual subscribers check their clocks with the telephone company time-of-day service, in fact, so many that there is no way of deter mining the exact total. Operators are very helpful in locat ing people under difficult circum stances in cities and towns all over the country. The employees, because of their interest and assistance, receive lots of presents from grateful subscrib ers. Candy, flowers, cigars, cigarettes, baskets of fruit, books come in daily to the girls and to the service men who are equally helpful about instrument installations and minor household re pairs. And they all like it. 12 THE CHICAGOAN RAVINIA By EDWARD MILLMAN The patrons lolling in comfort ivhile Rossini's William Tell is being offered. Some stand and wait and some have reserved seats; all, though, in the night's fresh air. Between the acts at Ravinia's opening people meet people. THE CHICAGOAN 13 HABEAS CORPUS Excerpts from a Diary that Was Never Kept FEBRUARY 18: I've visited the city hall and I've learned three things: before I go again I shall have my heart examined to determine whether or not it can stand the strain; I shall study jiu jitsu, offensive and de fensive, as a means of prying my way, in my entirety, into one of the eleva tors at what is inadequately described as the rush hour; I shall supply myself with a gas mask as protection against the fumes of tobacco and Cicero's best with which the habitues attack the unwary. In spite of all the references I've heard to dirty politics I was surprised to find that the dirt was literal and visible. The City and County Build ing is indeed the great unwashed, like wise unswept and not too well dusted. My purpose today, however, is to discuss law, not order. I have learned a lot about it since this morning when I went to court to testify in the case of Bergman vs. the casual gentleman who caused the untimely demise of Markis, the willing Willys Knight. One thing I learned is that though you are told to appear at nine-thirty in the cold, gray morning, your case may be twenty- seventh on the calendar. Another thing is this: though you may be twenty- seventh you should not obey that im pulse to go across the street to the Sherman and rent a room in which to finish your night's sleep. HEN I arrived in the court room, the clerk was calling case number 5, Van Vandevan vs. Wag- lioni. Nothing happened; so he tried number 6, O'Halloran vs. Eisenbahn- hof; number 7, Soapsudulski vs. Vonarche; and number 8, Diomedes vs. Chan. Number 9 was represented by two lawyers who spoke succinctly but with evident effect because the judge dismissed them; and the clerk covered the distance from 10 to 19 in one brief burst of linguistics. Number 20, the case of Herrington vs. Toreo- dor, was continued. "Twenty-one," said the clerk, "twenty-two, twenty- three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twen ty-six, twenty-seven." And the:e we were. I powdered my nose, adjust ed my hat and looked around to see what photographers were preparing to By KUTH BERGMAN take my picture on the witness stand. The lawyer approached me. "Yes?" I said, trying to be calm. "You can go home now," he said. "The fellow got a continuance." Just for that, I didn't go home. If that is justice, I thought, I'll stick around and see how it is done to others. In all, I visited some five or six court rooms. My previous experience had been limited to the Trial of Mary Dugan. I wondered if I'd have to pay $2.50 for a balcony seat; but pres ently I learned that the best accommo dations were worth only the price of a smile, albeit a nice smile. To enter a court room, you simply turn the door knob, push, and there you are — unless a case is really interesting in which event a bailiff slams the door on your nose. To find an interesting case, look for a crowd in the corridor. Where the biggest mob stands outside a bleak ly shut door, there Jack Dempsey is testifying. The first court I visited was ideally located. While I sat by the window waiting for the judge to arrive I could easily keep my eye on the Sherman and a girl in peach colored pajamas who was combing her hair in a new and un usual style. But of course there should be other things to see than hotel guests; so presently I got tired and left this court flat. Altogether I saw nothing at all except the principals in a divorce suit turning their backs on each other in a very restrained and unexciting manner. Nobody had a good time ex cept the lawyers who alone talked out loud and smoked. Once in a while, a judge would come out of his chambers but if he wasn't satisfied with the size of the audience he'd go back to wait for a bigger house. So, after investigating Justice thus thoroughly, I have begun to fear that she is an old woman, broken down not, perhaps, as a result of overwork and worry, but of age and disillusionment. When you see her in person you real ize that the familiar pictures of her were taken a long time ago. Now she suffers other afflictions than blindness. Her hearing seems to be decidedly de fective; her speech is heavy and her reactions slow. At times her mind wanders badly. JUNE 26, 10:30 A. M.: Well, Justice has been rejuvenated. Or maybe the new city administration ordered her to step lively. Anyhow, things began to happen almost as soon as we had arrived in the court room this morning. First we were trans ferred from room to room and had all the excitement of posting guards at the door of each to direct belated witnesses to the next rendez-vous and to tell them where the whole team would re assemble at the cry of "Run, sheep, run!" This didn't get us anywhere, but was good exercise. Then when our case was finally called and the de fendant got his usual continuance it was not for four months but only three hours. This afternoon at two, ladies and gentlemen! Step right this way for the big show! JUNE 26, 8 P. M.: Well, it's all over and except for a few minor mistakes everything went swimmingly. I don't understand why we were shunted around from court room to court room for nearly two hours. Per haps the judges like to keep people in circulation to show that their business, at least, hasn't fallen off. I found it a little confusing; but so much travel helped the feeling of strangeness to wear off, and presently I felt as much at ease in court as if I had been per mitted to light a Murad. The only mistake that I made was to fraternize with the wife and child of the opposition under the misapprehen sion that they belonged to the judge. But the lawyer immediately put me at my ease by revealing a couple of faux pas of his own: he had brought suit against the wrong man and had sued him for the wrong thing. Luckily the defendant's attorney wasn't up on these little technicalities and expended most of his energy in trying to prove that there were three in the front seat of a five passenger car when the occu pants were a man, his mother, wife, sis ter, and brother-in-law. At this point the judge got tired of laughing and gave us the decision in the third round. So I take back all the mean things I said about Justice. When the judge handed down his decision I was sure that she winked behind her blindfold. 14 THE CHICAGOAN £r Dl BASEBALL Chicago Cubs and New York, Wrigley Field, July 14, 15. 16, 17; Brooklyn, July 18, 19, 20, 21; Boston, July 22, 23, 24, 25; Philadelphia, July 26, 27, 28, 29: St. Louis, August 1, 2; Cincinnati, August 3, 4, 5, 29, 30; Pitts burgh, September 6, 26, 27; St. Louis, September 7; Philadelphia, Septem ber 10, 11, 12; Boston, September 13, 14, 15, 16; Brooklyn, September 17. 18, 19: New York, September 20, 21, 22. Chicago White Sox and St. Louis, Comiskey Park, August 6, 8, 9; Washing ton, August 11, 12, 13, 14; Boston, August 15, 16, 17. 18; Philadelphia, August 19, 20. 21, 22; New York, August 23, 24, 25. 26; Cleveland. August 31, September 1, 2: Detroit, September 3, 4, 5, 6. GOLF Edgewater Hi Jinx, Edgewater Country Club, July 14. C. D. G. A. Junior Team Matches, Evanston Golf Club, July 20. C. D. G. A. Handicap Event, Olympia Fields Country Club, July 22. Women's C. D. G. A. City Championship, Calumet Country Cub, July 27-31. Sectional qualifying round lor National Amateur Championship, Onwcntsia Club, July 28. Public Links Championship, Keller Club, St. Paul, August 4-8. Calumet Play Day, Calumet Country Club, August 5. Westmoreland Tarn O'Shanter, Westmoreland Country Club, August 11. Medinah Camel Trail, Medinah Country Club, August 1 2. Gleneagles Gambol. Gleneagles Country Club, August 12. C. D. G. A. Team Matches, Flossmore Country Club, August 1 3. Western Junior Championship, Chicago Golf Club, August 18. HORSE RACING Arlington Park, Arlington Park Jockey Club, Arlington Heights, Illinoi days, through August 1. Hawthorne, Hawthorne, Illinois: eighteen days, August 3-August 22. thirty POLO International Polo Challenge Match, Old Aiken, Long Island and Santa Paula. Argentine Republic; Onwentsia Club, July 11, 15, 18. Leona Farms: games Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays; tournaments, July 14-23. Onwentsia Club: tournaments, August 29-Septembcr 12. Oak Brook Polo Club; games every Sunday throughout the summer: tourna ments, September 14-September 27. REGATTAS s, July 11. cruising divi- Van Buren Gap to Saugatuck, Jackson Park Yacht Club, all cla Twenty-fourth Annual Chicago Yacht Club Mackinac Cup Rao sion and racing division, July 18. Lipto'n Cup Race, R class, Chicago Yacht Club, August 13. 15. Nutting Cup Race, S class, Chicago Yacht Club, August 13, 15. Chicago Daily News Regatta, under Chicago Yacht Club. Navy Pier; all classes August 22. TENNIS Calumet Park Open Tournament. Calumet Park, July 13. Women's National Championship, West Side Club, Forest Hills, Long Island, July 17. Chicago Public Parks Championship, Hamilton Park, July 18. Beverly Hills Men's Open Championship, Beverly Hills Tennis Club. Augu.-t 1. Jackson Park Open Championship, August 17. Western Veterans' and Father and Son Championship, the University of Chi cago, August 17. Chicago City Championship, Chicago Town and Tennis Club, September 14. THE CHICAGOAN 15 WHEN "WHOOPEE" WAS A WAR CRY Moody Reflections on a Gaudy Era ONE doesn't expect a moralist and reformer like William T. Stead to regard saloons as anything but an evil, or in such a book as his If Christ Came to Chicago! to find praise of them or anything that is theirs. Yet, sired by a provincial Congregationalist preacher as he was, he was none the less an Englishman, and in some way that the descendants of the English in this country for almost a century have never grasped, he remains sane on the question of drink, as a personal ques tion to be met by education and moral teaching rather than by legal enact ment and prohibition under penalty of fine and imprisonment. And were he alive today, it is safe to say that such a legislative monstrosity as the Jones act, whereby several millions of our enlightened population were declared felons for owning a few tablespdonfuls of alcohol were they caught at it, would have seemed to him a species of fanatic insanity. For one thing, Stead's moral prin ciples, high and strict as they were, did not keep him from knowing saloons and saloon-keepers, an admirable means for preserving sanity. Many of us, those who knew them best and at their best, differed widely with others, who knew them at their worst and knew them least. There is a parrotlike tendency in humankind which compels it to repeat something heard as if it must be true since so many have said it; belief in it, however coupled with complete lack of reflection, growing with repetition. One of such things, so often heard, so generally accepted as true, is the belief that, as an unmixed evil, the saloon must go shrieking down into the dark. When some underdone Zealot says this sort of thing to me, someone, that is, who once joyously frequented the sort of saloon that I used to frequent, it is my habit to ask him, earnestly and as one seeking in formation "What was the matter with your saloon?" Stung into thought for the first time and taken somewhat un aware the reply always, so far, has been, "Why, nothing." It soon turns out that it is always some other fellow's saloon that was all wrong and that he By WALLACE RICE has been disclosing that amiable tend ency in our race which led Thoreau to say that a Yankee's idea of hell was a place where he had to mind his own business — good thought, that! But listen to Stead, who was writing about what was surely, from our good-saloon point of view, was a bad saloon, back in that desperately hard winter of 1893-1894: "Near the center of Clark Street, on the western boundary of Fourth Ave nue (now Federal Street; but there is a slip somewhere in the Steadian geog raphy), stands my old friend Hank North's saloon, St. Lawrence House it is called, where at any time of the day Hank may be found dispensing free lunches to all and sundry. How he keeps it up is a marvel, but the free lunch goes on, hot soup with bread, apparently dispensed with equal free dom to those who take a drink and those who do not. There are several other saloons to the right and left, some of them very tough, but all sup plying places in which the male deni zens at least find a shelter and which are very generally used in the evening as a kind of general drawing-room or front parlor for those who have neither drawing-room nor front parlors of their own. Some of the saloons are equipped with billiard tables and other appliances for recreation. During the extreme cold weather one or two of the saloon keepers in the precinct allowed the homeless out-of-work free shelter in the basements of their saloons. The place was warm and the men lay to gether in any place where they could be out of the cold." This is the saloon at its worst, very bad, even tough, in a bad, tough neigh borhood. But see how it works out, later in the book, in that bad winter : "The suffering in the city was very great and would have been very much greater had it not been for the help given by labor unions to their members and for an agency which without pre tending to be of much account from a charitable point of view, nevertheless fed more hungry people this winter in Chicago than all the other agencies, religious, charitable and municipal, put together. I refer to the Free Lunch of the saloons. This institution, which is quite unknown in the Old World, is one of the features of the feeding of the hungry of Chicago which most amazes a stranger. . . . "There are from six to seven thou sand saloons in Chicago. In one-half of these a free lunch is provided every day in the week. And in many cases the free lunch is really a free lunch. That is to say, in many saloons, notably in my friend Hank North's in Clark Street, scores of people were fed every day and are being fed at this moment without fee or reward or any payment for drink with which to wash down the more solid viands." Figures from The Herald of that day follow: Three thousand saloons have free lunches, twenty persons partake thereof each day, therefor saloon-keep ers in Chicago feed sixty thousand per sons every day for nothing. At five cents for the single lunch, this meant a contribution of $18,000 a week by the saloon-keepers. On January 20, 1894, The Times printed a story recounting the argu ment whereby "the free lunch has been saved from the destroying hand of re form." The Saloon Keepers Mutual Benefit and Protective Association met at Aldine Hall to debate the proposal of abolition, and one Mr. Johnson car ried away the debate, speaking as fol lows: "I warrant you that the saloon keepers of Chicago with their free lunch have taken care of and fed more of the unemployed than all the relief societies put together. Well did Mr. Stead say that the saloons in one direc tion were doing more good than all the churches put together." And The Times sums it up: "The name of Mr. Stead seems to have had a magical effect, for thereafter there was no more talk of abolishing free lunch. Who shall say now that Mr. Stead came to Chicago in vain?" Just when and where did the Anti- Saloon League, the W. C. T. U., the Good Templars, the Prohibition Party, and all the Dry Senators, Representa tives, and legislators generally do any thing like this in the desperate winter that has passed, digging down deep into their own pockets? 16 THE CHICAGOAN HOT IDEAS On Keeping Slick and Cool By MARC1A VAUGHN THEY were packing bags for a week in the North woods. As she expertly tucked away a gleaming jar of this, a tube of that, a pink bottle or two, her rather new husband ex ploded with the age-old explosion of husbands: "What are you taking all that junk along for?" In a few years she will have learned to smile calmly and continue packing but now she was still counter- exploding. "Well, if you think I'm going to turn into a savage and let myself get peeled and leathery just because I'm going to the country — Anyway, you'll be borrowing half this 'junk' by the time we've been up there two days." He snorted. "What do you think I am — a g i g o 1 o?" But a few days later as he rubbed her sunburn preven tive gladly into his neck and splashed facial tonic extrav agantly into his freshly - shaved cheeks he decided there might be something after all in women's funny obstinacy about their bottles and jars. There is, of course. Aside from their intelligence about dress (which our artist con cedes in the accompanying illustration) women are just years ahead of men in keep-cool technique. Even on broiling streets and in stuffy offices you will find the wise ones immaculate and delicately fra grant while men steam about red-faced and wilted, mop ping foreheads and muttering because women can get away with so few clothes. But there is more to it than clothes. It starts with the morning bath. The male (you can hear him all over the house) leaps under the show er, splutters and splashes and towels him self briskly, rubs and slaps and whacks at his face, as if he were fighting the rapids like an eager salmon. Now showers are godsends for quick stim- Pity the male of the species. ulation tnd Recommended. cooling but they don't have to be turned into water-fights. Then, too, the shrewd woman knows with the old Romans that for real freshening, relax ation, arid cool preparations there is nothing like a bath that is taken as a real rite. SHE fills the tub with lukewarm wa ter, drops in a handful of delicate ly spicy salts, and floats happily in softened scented water till she is thor oughly refreshed. In summer, especially, when much bathing and swimming, much sun and sand, all dry out the skin pretty uncomfortably she adds an other luxurious touch. To keep feeling slick and satiny she pours a tablespoon- ful of Dorothy Gray's Bath Oil into the tub and surrenders to its tangy verbena aroma. This oil dissolves completely in water and does not leave the faintest trace of grease on the body, just softens the water beautifully and replenishes the necessary skin oils that one loses on the beach and in drying wind and sun. On a trip she takes along a com pact little package of compressed bath tablets like Elizabeth Arden's or Frances Clync's so that wherever she goes water is miraculously softened and faintly scented. After the bath does she jump brisk ly into her clothes and rush forth to be sticky again in ten minutes? She turns to a bottle of good old eau de cologne which men should know well but seem to neglect. To achieve downright sum mer coolth there isn't anything quite so fine as this standby. Dorothy Gray has produced an eau de cologne blend with a subtle fresh fragrance that should be everyone's constant companion all through the summer. A brisk rub- down with this, after the morning THE CHICAGOAN 17 "A malgama t e d Iron and Coffee Company . . . Dear Sirs: semi colon . . . In refer ence to your can cellation of the fif teenth zve . . ." bath, minimizes perspiration and sets one up gloriously. It's indispensable while traveling, too. Four or five days on the train aren't a hardship at all even in the hottest weather if one can mop oneself with handfulls of eau de cologne, press cooling drops of it against one's temple and get all clean and courageous feeling though baths aren't easily available. Yardley's lav ender water is another splendid tonic for rubdowns, with a clean crisp fra- grance that even the sturdiest male couldn't object to. This has been tucked into a good-looking wicker holder so that it's perfect for traveling. Over this nicely chilled skin, then, a fine film of bath power is dusted with a huge soft puff. Bath powders are legion but an especially suitable one for hot weather is the Gray Deodorant Dusting Powder which really kills body odors and keeps one fresh for hours. Of course the feminine scented dusting powders are probably a bit too effete for the masculine nose but there are plenty •of scentless, business-like powders that he might adopt. The pharmaceutical house of Merck, for instance, has stear- ate of zinc powder in a convenient .shaker can, incredibly fine and scentless and waterproof to reduce perspiration, and keep collars from sticking and rub bing as I am sure they must. That's the way womankind sallies into her clothes and that's why her coolness and immaculacy lasts longer than ten min utes after a shower. IF she is sallying to the beach, the ten nis court, or the links she takes other precautions as well. Heavy tanning is out this year — it doesn't blend well with the more feminine styles, it really coarsens and dries out the skin, and anyway very few people tan nicely and evenly into the magnificent bronze statues of the pictures. The trend this year is to take one's tan slow and easy (something the doctors have been telling us right along) and get one's bronze tones evenly and painlessly without drying the oils clear out of one's skin. The sane thing for anyone to do be fore exposure to the summer sun is to get busy with sunburn preventives. There are so many products on the market now which are easy and pleas ant to use as well as thoroughly effec tive that there is no excuse for any more painful burns. Margaret Brain- ard has a lovely Sunburn Lotion in a lovely bottle — it looks smart enough to be a perfume though it is inexpensive — which is a splendid protection against both sun and wind. There isn't the teeniest trace of grease in it. Just rub it into your skin briskly like toilet wa ter and it leaves a faint, zippy fra grance — that's all. But it does keep away the roughened, red look that one gets on the golf course and you can sleep on the sand for hours without burning to a crisp. All the Brainard products, incidentally, are sold at Saks. A convenient tube of Sunburn Pre ventive by Lehn and Fink can be tucked into even the most crowded weekend case. This, too, is greaseless and vanishes without leaving a hint of cloying odor. Dorothy Gray's Sun burn Cream is another of this absolute ly essential tribe, and Helena Rubin stein has a new sunburn oil which per mits gradual tanning but prevents burning, peeling, and heavy freckling. [turn to page 31] Heartily recommended. TME CHICAGOAN THE STAGE A Yokel at the Throne of King Cinema By WILLIAM C. BOYDEN SO this is Hollywood! The town that manufactures the day-dreams of a nation. The paradise of hams, the pur gatory of frustrates. Your waitress has been told she looks like Jean Harlow and sheds a platinum hair in your soup; your taxi-driver sports a John Gilbert moustache; your bell-hop might be Lew Ayres, if he had gotten the breaks. The phonies are myriad, but likewise the whole world of the stage seems to be out here. You see more Broadway ac tors eating at the Brown Derby than ever unfolded a napkin at the Algon quin or took a bow at the College Inn. The magnificent hooey of the movie point of view reaches its climax at the opening of a new picture. Thanks to the local representative of the Quigley Publishing Company, which sponsors several movie publications as well as our Chicagoan, we procured tickets to one of these gala nights. It was Ina Claire in Rebound at Fox Cathay Circle. I had read of these de luxe pre mieres, but the keys of this typewriter falter before the fantastic extravagance of the occasion. Like the Grand Can yon, which we opticalcd en route, words are inadequate to describe it. As our Buick, borrowed from that kind Mr. Hertz (for a small stipend), approached within a couple of miles of the theatre, we saw the sky aflame with fire-works and beacon-lights. In such a fashion a royal palace might herald the birth of an heir-apparent. Entrance was made down a long carpeted aisle, as light as day and flanked by grand stands crowded by the populace. Made one feel like Louis Quinze, or some body. Boom! Boom! The flash-lights cracked. Cheers and clapping burst out as the Olympians passed. A radio announcer in awed voice gave to the palpitant air the momentous tidings that Marlene Dietrich had entered the theatre. Marlene told the microphone she was glad to be there. So did a hun dred others. Inside the sacred portals a regal blonde handed each comer a gar denia. These flowers cost a buck a piece in Chicago, and, seeing times are hard, I passed the posy up. Sap! They were free. Oh well, the wife got one. No one went at once to his seat. Instead we packed the lobby like the boobs we were, leaving just a bare passage for the Gods to pass through. "Look there's Pola Negri." Necks crane and eyes bulge. Someone steps on my foot. "Is that Douglas Fairbanks? No, I guess it's Fatty Arbuckle." Dazed by the sun tanned heroes and the luscious heroines, we finally found our humble seats. The world as we know it returned lor a moment as we glimpsed our own Ash- ton Stevens cruising down the aisle with his opera-hat at the familiar rakish angle which even Hollywood can not copy. After the dazzling pyrotechnics of such a super-ballyhoo, we were in the exalted mood to view a picture that would startle a world positively throb bing with expectation. But Rebound is no better talkie than it was a play. And it was not a good play. All in all, I like our Randolph Street openings better. On the Lot THEY say only b(X)tleggers can get into the studios these days. Cer tainly it were as easy for a bond sales man to enter unto the presence of Samuel Insull as for you or me to see how talkies are made. Again, thanks to my movie-land colleagues for a brier glimpse of the United Artists plant. After much plotting and rigid inspec tion by several stern officials, we were turned loose under the chaperonage of a polite and discreet young man with orders not to let us stub our toes on the scenery or cough into a microphone. UNQUESTIONABLY a studio is a nice place to work . . . clean, or derly and sunny. And they say the pay is good. We were shown the offices of one of the important men in the organ ization, Fairbanks by name. In addition to the conventional desk with a tele phone on it, Mr. Fairbanks' suite con tains a gymnasium, a swimming pool„ a rub-down room, a bed room and a barber's chair. More offices should be so equipped. Passing through a labyrinth of streets, banked by buildings containing the various technical departments of the industry, we suddenly found our selves looking down the vista of a city s THE CHICAGOAN 19 slum. Street Scene was being rehearsed — not before a single house afi on the stage, but in a whole block with the elevated railway ready to roar in the back-ground. We were hurried by, lest we disfurb his Majesty King Vidor, and only caught a glimpse of Silvia Sidney sitting on the stoop in the role played in the flesh by Erin O'Brien Moore of charming memory. Eddie Cantor's new picture was be ing "shot" at the time, but the nearest wc came to this activity was to see sev eral blonde babies lolling about outside the set in strange brownish make-up with purple lips. Drama in Los Angeles FOR a dramatic critic to go to plays on his vacation seems a bit thick, as 'twere. Yet I suppose there must be a great yen for the theatre in any one who is willing to see a hundrd plays a year — and try to write something dif ferent about each one of them. So, crazy or not, we hied ourselves to three shows during a four-day stay in this city of patios, climate and orange-juice. Some Chicago echoes may be excuse enough for a brief reporting of the material inspected. A decade-old memory of a sweet face and a sweeter voice in the lurid and blatant atmosphere of Colosimo's in its palmy days led us to purchase pasteboards for a revival of Irene, star ring no less a girl than Dale Winter. A lot of machine gun bullets have found their resting place since Dale was an anomalous figure on the sinister stage of Chicago's gangland. She is now the respected wife of Henry Duffy, a pro ducer in these parts. While naturally more mature, she still has her erstwhile air of refinement and a voice capable of doing justice to the famous songs, Alice Blue Gown and Irene. In her support is Bobby Watson of the orig inal cast. He is still doing Madame Lucy, the male dress-maker. Another evening took in a touring company of Bad Girl, the obstetrical drama which Chicago viewed during the past season. As played in the Loop, Claiborne Foster was featured. Out here Wallace Ford was in the electric lights. Wally did an excellent job of the bone-headed Eddie. He was full of his old tricks, but scored many more laughs than Buford Armitage who sup ported Miss Foster. The papers here say that Wally was handed a movie contract by virtue of his work in this show. on't let m 'ATER ruin your Vacation! MANY a carefree vacation is ruined by ill-health directly due to the drink ing of impure water. Typhoid, dys entery or worse may lurk in the water from that seemingly safe river, lake or well. Every year physicians and health depart ments warn against this ever-present danger. If you plan to picnic, camp or travel this summer, why not do as thousands of others do? Take Corinnis Spring Water along. This pure, sparkling water costs but a few cents a bottle and sets your mind fully at rest about the safety of your water supply for all time. Corinnis Spring Water is put up in handy gallon and half gallon bottles for home or travel use. 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Our final visit to the theatre before retiring to the sea-shore for a bit of sun-tan was a play which has been a New York hit this past season, but which Chicago has not seen, to wit, As Husbands Go. This drama is the one in which the popular ex-Goodmanite, Roman Bohnen, made a Broadway hit. And a pretty decent show, too. Nature has provided a lot of won derful stage settings out here, but noth ing looks any better to this unregener- ate son of the Loop than sunset over Chicago as seen from the Tavern Roof. Battling for Boyden UNACCUSTOMED as I am to pinch-hitting, or striking out, as the case so much more often turns out to be, I shall not strive to footnote High Hat for you in the suave subtle ties and subtle suavities of the distin guished Dr. Boyden (who had no damn business beating me out of my Holly wood rights anyhow.) On the con trary, I shall report the play, for the purposes of Dr. Boyden 's unabridged record of Chicago theatricals, as pre cisely the kind of summer comedy with Edna Hibbard that one expects to run all summer as a summer comedy with Edna Hibbard. That's what it is and that's what, it's doing and that's as it should be. Miss Hibbard, whom I don't recall among my cinema souvenirs, is discov ered in bed by the rising curtain and left there by the final one, companioned in both cases by Richard Taber (if it isn't James Spottswood). Both rise, dress, and undress more or less con stantly through three acts, talk a great deal, undergo a grand succession of mental adjustments, repairing finally to what promises to be slumber with a great deal of living put safely behind them and a great deal more looming ahead. James Spottswood (if it isn't Richard Taber) and several others have been in and out of the apartment all day, contributing causes and effects. The bedfellows, perhaps I should add, are soundly married before, during and after. Cinema pure as I am, and under exposed to the deviltry imputed to the stage these late years, I do not know whether I am qualified to pronounce High Hat good clean fun. At any rate, I do. And if that's a knock, as the Yarrowists would make me believe, I'm sorry. To conclude in a language I know more about, I think you'll like it. — W. R. W. THE CHICAGOAN CINEMA Fair and Cooler By WILLIAM R. WEAVER ONCE upon a time it was general cinema practice to select for the benefit of sweltering patrons chilly sub jects like J\[anoo\ of the Worth, The Gold Rush, and so on, in the belief that these induced an illusion of coolness. They did. Now it is general cinema practice to scientifically chill the patron and expose him to the hotter and hotter fiction out of Hollywood by Broadway, perhaps on the theory that a molten in tellect abruptly frosted is equal to this or any strain put upon it. Mine, I regret to say, isn't. I ask you, therefore, to bear with me for having missed a number of pictures quite probably worth seeing, and for being brief, if not bitter, about some of those witnessed. It's pretty hard to leave one of these cool interiors and sizzle back to a steaming typewriter without losing just a wee bit of the old sunny optimism. NANCY CARROLL, whose im portance dates from The Street Angel, is good enough in The Tvjght Angel, which is nothing like it, to be come for the moment neither Nancy Carroll nor the lady of the headlines but a definitely interesting young woman of Prague whose love for the prosecuting attorney, Frederic March, is very important indeed. Of course the always competent Mr. March has a good deal to do with it, but I think the distinguishing asset the picture has is a story worth telling. I should not want you to miss it. It was in The Street Angel too, if the sun hasn't cooked my memory, that Gary Cooper came to notice, although Seven Days Leave is still his best pic' ture. The things he's been doing since are consistently less valuable. He's be come a kind of male Deitrich, which seems to be quite all right with the ladies, legging his way in I Ta\e This Woman to romantic mastery of Carole Lombard. Having counseled my mas culine readers to witness all of Miss Deitrich's exhibitions, I suppose I can do no less than advise my feminine ones to look upon Mr. Cooper's. (If I have still other readers, which Heaven forbid, let them attend William Haines' Just a Gigolo.) THE CHICAGOAN 21 IT is Kay Francis who treds the hard way in Transgression, the lately ubiquitous Richard Cortes charting the course. A good deal of very good act ing is accomplished and the plot doesn't always lead to expected places. It fin ishes just a bit grandly, but warm weather is no time for utter realism. I've spent many an unhappier hour. Gold Dust Gertie, in which Winnie Lightner has the bubbling assistance of Olsen and Johnson, is an appropriately timed comedy having to do with the designing of bathing suits and women. It is about as substantial as a vaudeville skit and seems to be about that long, which must be an argument in its favor. I shouldn't go far out of my way to see it, nor to avoid seeing it. Dorothy Mackaill, whom I've never become hardened to, is about town in a not too strenuous fabrication called The Party Husband. It is by no means as bad as its title, nor yet so good as a play must be to come off unscathed under that handicap. If I say it's the best thing Miss Mackaill 's been in for some time you'll be able to determine for yourself, according to your opinion of her ability, whether it's worth your while. THE BITTER TRUTH In love or out, I know that I Shall walk unhappy till I die, Since love is fraught with grief and pain And she who loves is half insane, And reads her letters twenty times, And tells her love in idiot rhymes, And stares at clocks, and haunts the door, And lies and cries, and walks the floor And she who's not in love, is lost In loneliness like any ghost! — DOROTHY DOW. BRIGHTENING THE CORNER Bitterness is useless, Discontent, a snare; But constant sunny cheeriness Is more than I can bear . . . Futility is frequent, All the bubbles burst; Hypocrisy is next to last, But Optimism's worst! — ANNE HAMILTON. n evetat mQular import a ai ovir nee CUSTOM SHOE SALON SEMI-ANNUAL 65 Okiceo prior to thio event /4.50 to 2250 312 SOUTH MICHIGAN AVENUE 22 THE CHICAGOAN Alter all is said and done, there is only one PIANO about which one may ash^ fif /«*- P^ and only one who may ash it^ LYON & HEALY WABASH at JACKSON 870 E. 63rd St. 4710 Lincoln Ave. 4047 Milwaukee Ave. Oak Park: Evanston: 123 N. Marion St. 615 Davis St. MUSIC A Little F lag -Waving By ROBERT POLLAK I HAVE in front of me a booklet on the cover of which is a handsome photograph of La Argentina. Inside on the newsprint pages is a schedule of Parisian musical events for the month of June. And there are certain programs in it that make me, for one little instant, disloyal to Mr. Frederick Stock. I think that, as a rule, he is as good a program builder as any conduc tor in America; but, now that there's a hot moment or two to consider it, the Parisian programs would indicate that he's been neglecting a few young Americans. Here, on page 1208 of the green booklet, one N. Slominsky con ducts, at the Concerts Straram, Carl Ruggles' Les hommes et les montagnes. Ruggles, born and bred near Cape Cod, belongs to bleak New Englad as surely as Robert Frost, early American furni ture and Boston brown bread. He writes sturdily, building on Brahms and Schoenberg. Eastern orchestras and, as you see, Parisian symphonies, have been hospitable to him. On various other programs of the Straram series are to be found the names of Varese, Henry Cowell, Dane Rudhyar and Carlos Chave^. For the music of Cowell and Rudhyar I care little. Varese builds fantastic, mathematical structures. His music fascinates because he seems to be working in some com positional fourth dimension. We should hear him in Chicago. Chavez, a Mexican, is one of the most talented young men of the generation, a pros pective Falla or Albeniz. And down in South America somewhere there is an other genius named Villa-Lobos whose compositions have begun to strike flame all over Europe. In the United States Aaron Copland and Roger Sessions have long since received beautiful recognition by eastern orchestras. The former's Music for Theatre and the lat- ter's Blac\ Maskers Suite are as vital as anything we have had to date in this country. The local preoccupation with Sowerby is right enough in its way. He is a Chicago boy who has made good. But for the genuine musical pioneering and imagination he wouldn't rate in my All-American list. Here they are: Mr. Stock, Varese, Ruggles, Chavez, Villa-Lobos, Sessions and Copland. Try them on your orchestra. THE schedule of music dramas for the Bayreuth Festival has been an nounced. From July 21 until August 19 the following works will be pre sented: Tannhauser, Parsifal, Tristan and the four music dramas of the Ring. Tannhauser is scheduled five times, Tristan three, Parsifal five, and the complete Ring twice. Muck, Elmen- dorff and the mighty Toscanini will be the directors. Toscanini now holds an executive position in the Festival or ganization but the Wagner dynasty still remains in charge as Frau Wini fred Wagner, widow of Siegfried, is at the head of the Committee of Organi zation. Toscanini, still brooding on his outrageous treatment at the hands of the Black Shirts, has not announced what he will conduct. Probably, as at the last Festival, Tristan and Tann hauser. THE Ravinia company demonstrat ed its versatility by running off fourteen different performances in the first fifteen nights of the season. Dur ing this fortnight the great combina tion of Gall and Rothier sang Louise, Hilda Burke rushed in where angels tread as substitute for Rethberg in the initial Butterfly, and Chamlee remind ed us how very good he is in Rabaud's gay Marouf. Daniel Saidenberg, first cellist of the Symphony, was soloist at the second Sunday afternoon concert, running ex pertly through the Lalo concerto, a pleasant enough composition that has served so far as his Chicago chef d'oeuvre. De Lamarter played the Third Leonore and the Nocturne and Scherzo from Mendelssohn's Midsum mer Right's Dream. Incidentally you can tune in now on the Sunday after noon concerts. They are broadcast, I believe by arrangement with the Na tional Broadcasting Company, from three until three forty-five. In the evening a rowdy and good- natured performance of The Barber of Seville with Lazzari and Trevisan clowning about the stage. The Ra vinia cast for the Barber is fair to good. Basiola should change over with Laz- zari some evening. The latter gentle man, if you remember him at the Civic Opera, can do a better Figaro. It's a grand old comedy, though, and appar- THE CHICAGOAN 23 ently much more within the musico- dramatic capacities of Rossini than the pretentious William Tell. There are masterly spots in the Barber, notably the Largo al Factotum, the great duet at the end of the first act, and the ris ing La Calumnia. This music almost scales Mozartian heights occasionally, because it deftly characterizes guar dian, ward, barber and cavalier. The score of William Tell is as pompous and as unreal as the characters of the opera. The Barber does not have to depend on sporadic revivals for its existence. BEFORE Father O'Malley signed his contract to appear on a bill at the Palace his colleagues requested that the other acts on the bill be appropriately decorous. Even so it was something of a shock, after the curtains closed on cherubic chorus boys, to have a buxom wench dash out in front of the drop and sing a song about red hot Rosie of Avenue A. The audience was hushed, pleased and soothed by O'Malley 's turn. The boys filed down soberly from private suites in the Bismarck Ho tel to warble sacred and secular songs in what was supposed to be a cathedral interior. The atmosphere — air-cooled — of the concert hall prevailed. The ap plause was both fervid and polite. No wonder that the customers were not in the mood for red hot Rosie. Wax-Works Pictures at an Exhibition — Moussorg- sky-Ravcl (Victor). This is without doubt the finest set of records released so far in 1931. Koussevitsky and the Boston Symphony Orchestra furnish the interpretation. The reproduction is sonorous, and, except for certain pass ages in the Catacombs incident, the most subtle ramifications of the orchestration can be heard in their true balance. Add that Ravel has rejuvenated a piano mas terpiece without ever disturbing the mag nificent pictorial spirit of the Russian original. It is pitiful that Moussorgsky can't be alive to hear it. Rustic Wedding Symphony — Goldmark (Victor). Another release in the musi cal masterpiece series. Robert Heger con ducts the Vienna Philharmonic Orches tra. The symphony begins to sound more middle-class than rural. It is scarce ly qualified to stir the adult intelligence. But, and seriously, this set will be great for you if you want to introduce Junior or little Barbara to a faintly program matic symphony. Goldmark's wedding is no Stravinskian brawl. Gregorian Chant — (Victor). Occidental music, if we can believe the theorists, springs from the placid beauty and single voice of plain song. Victor presents an album of antiphons, offertories and in- RARER Than the Rarest GEM So rare, indeed, that production is limited to only three hundred and fifty each year. 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Hotel Sherman, Chicago 415 Greenwich Street, New York troits, all sung with staid loveliness by the monks' choir of Saint Pierre de Solesmes. Musicians talk much about Gregorian but they have little chance to hear it in its purest form. These discs are authentic. The Tragedy of Salome — Florent Schmitt (Columbia). The composer con ducts the progressive orchestra of the Concerts Straram in Paris. An interest ing orchestral recording. Schmitt is something of a hybrid. He loves to score thickly, with rich coloration and his music is a queer amalgam of such con trasting influences as Massenet, Faure and Rimsky. The Tragedy needs the puppets of the ballet, the terrace of Herod and the blood red sea to be truly effective. On the discs it is always in teresting but never very important. Platoff's Song in the Forest — (Colum bia). Two attempts to put the Don Cossacks Choir on the wax. The experi ment is a flat failure somehow. Proba bly a few mistakes in grouping the choir in the recording studio. But One Weapon Is There — Parsifal- Wagner (Columbia). Georges Thill, new Metropolitan tenor, sings a slice from the third act of Wagner's religious music-drama. A buoyant voice and a grand recording. On the other side he cooperates in a duet from Lohengrin. Sonata in A Major — Cesar Franck (Co lumbia). Another version of the great violin and piano sonata. The artists are Alfred Dubois and Marcel Maas. An outstanding interpretation. The Barber of Seville — Rossini (Co lumbia). Operatic Series No. 8, made by La Scala artists with Stracciari as Figaro and Dino Borgioli as the Count. Thirty-one faces that include every im portant musical moment in Rossini's comedy masterpiece. The background is furnished by the Milan Symphony Or chestra, Molajoli at the helm. You should have it if you're an opera fan. In the Popular Field — The fortnightly blue ribbon goes to Howard Diets and Arthur Schwartz for High and Low and Dancing in the Dark, hits from the vast ly successful revue The Band Wagon. Both songs have been recorded by the inevitable Waring's Pennsylvanians. The Third Little Show boasts one knock-out, a suave ditty called You Forgot Your Gloves. Versions have been made by Brunswick and Victor. The Band Wagon records are Victor releases and very sprightly, too. ADVICE TO A DAUGHTER, Never repent the heart's going North or south with the wind's blowing. A righteous girl can never tell The road to heaven or to hell. And she who walks the in-between Is rarely kissed and seldom seen. — FRANCIS M. FROST. THE DANCE At Kavinia By MAKK TUPvBYFILL SEEKING for signs and wonders in the long days and nights of dance depression, we cried, "Terpsichore, I believe; help thou mine unbelief." Or doubts to that effect. And scarcely be fore the petition was in type we saw and learned of attitudes of such swift flights of joy and tragedy that we could do no less than believe. . . . Andreas Pavley in a fatal leap or fall that would have been a thrill for his dancer's body to remember. . . . With the sharpness of a spotlight turned upon a dark scene, Lydia Loupokova of the Ballets Russes ap' peared, not dancing, but vivaciously talking and smiling, a slender and vital witness that the glorious days of the Diaghileff* Ballet had not been but a dream. Here she was who had sparkled in Les Femmes de Bonne Humeur, Chopiniana, La Boutique Fantasque, not in the least extinguished by a visit to Chicago during some of its hottest recorded days. Quite as suddenly there came vacationing witty and delicious Agnes De Mille, dancer- President of the Concert Dancers' League. Vera Mirova gave us a pleas ing, hot weather surprise with the an nouncement of vivid plans for a sum mer dance course. Out of the sibling heat came a formal invitation from Mr. Gaston Fernandez, Consul of the Re public of Cuba, to attend an exhibi tion of the Cuban Rumba dance in Diana Court, by that good-looking and talented couple, Nico Quiriqui and Edwina Marchand. Bill boards com manded us to come (and we went) to the Regal theatre to see Bill ("Bo- jangles") Robinson, the subtlest tapper who ever ascended a staircase. Then the Ravinia season opened, which meant Ruth Page, Blake Scott, and the ballet — a sure sign that good dancing was to continue for a while. THE Ravinia Ballet was auspi ciously established five or six years ago when Ruth Page assumed not only the important role of premiere danseuse but also the responsible task of creating the choregraphy. With each passing season it has been more clearly appreciated that the ballet, when adequately conceived and pre sented, is not merely a collection of limbs with artificial manners, applied TI4E CHICAGOAN 25 to the large and often laboriously mov ing body of Opera. Miss Page has gratified Ravinia audiences by demon strating that she and her dancers can make the ballet an organic part of the performances; often, indeed, the most living and essentially stimulating part. The large number of those who are now in the habit of looking forward to the dancing at Ravinia were not dis appointed this season at the opening performance. This summer the corps de ballet is the best we have seen at Ravinia. It is not only the precision of their technique which registers across the footlights; each girl is really a beauty, and the beauty comes across too. In William Tell there is nothing sketchy or tentative about the ballet. In act one and in act three it has great opportunity, and it disports itself most effectively. In the first act Miss Page herself is both droll and appealing in the role of a chagrined and boyish lover. He defines his suit in terms of a boastful dance of clever gaucherie, only to be jilted by all the gals. Blake Scott, in the third act, wins applause with his military, drill-like dance. Miss Page steps out of her role of the abandoned suitor, and into charming ballet skirts, designed by Nicholas Remisoff, ascends to her toes, and makes use of the conventional bal let technique with a refreshing nice- ness. Mr. Scott has by this time placed his spear in the hands of a fel low soldier for safe keeping, the better to assist Miss Page in their adagio. They were also seen in Traviata. Miss Page was again on toe, and the lightness and swiftness of her move ments were like orange flame. The beautiful Opera, Marouf, disclosed the entire ballet in a quasi-Oriental mood. They projected the impression of a slow-moving frieze of rich color and ex travagant desire. Ruth Page is al ways an image of beauty whether she describes a cool angle of geometry on hard toes, or whether she sways se ductively or nautchly (as in Marouf) with a fantastic fan. CONFESSION I may be inclinatory with an aptitude for sin. Hard enough leaning on any door inevitably breaks it in. — c. W. P. SUGGESTION for departing WIVES: When you take the children east this summer — or is it north — close your home completely and move friend Husband, shirts, boots, books and pipes, to the Lake Shore Drive. He will enjoy it more here, than sit ting in a lonely apartment, gazing at the linen-shrouded furniture. You will save him money, too ! Here he can have a comfortable room and bath or a completely furnished small apartment on a transient basis. With its con venient kitchenette and ice box he can entertain as pleasantly as he could at home. We will wake him promptly, see about his laundry, watch the ash trays, keep his clothes in press. He will be clos er to his favor ite Clubs, his friends, and the office. He will en joy the change, Ss 11 (mm . ¦ « p 4 Mm 1 m s SS IB H I 1 11 ii t1 m ii ¦i §S 3. Si ii! .. m S3 88 m WM^m ' II i i ll fftll.i" m m 8 m 11 S3 1 S 11 :'.¦!¦ 8 , 8 II: 83 S i; it ;::«l K 1 HI IS 1 3 '** 111.: :1, I 'i* Hi * ¦ * ¦¦11 ; 1 n gf 11 I if 1 : ¦ 1 m ii §11 !?! 11 !1I m 1 IS n i II; 8! lliu'irSiZSJLiSI S B 8 » sS.s?» m» •*! mm bsl-m § » & the appetizing breakfasts and splendid dinners. He will sleep soundly, close to the Lake, | undisturbed by noisy car lines or busses. And you will feel less guilty having left him behind. P. S. — Couples or families who must stay in town dur ing the summer can also make the best of it, here. Attractive T miffs Lake Shore Drive Hotel 181 Lake Shore Drive, Chicago W. W. Myers, Manager 26 THE CHICAGOAN CHICAGO'S FINEST RESIDENTIAL HOTEL The Belmont . . . fifteen minutes from the busy Loop . . . overlooking breeze-swept Belmont Harbor, the Lincoln Park golf courses, tennis courts, bathing beach and bridle path. Enjoy the luxury and comfort of a fine country club in this beautiful hotel . . . air-cooled dining room of famed cuisine, perfect facilities for private af fairs . . . roof garden, children's playground and other distinct ad vantages . . . elegantly furnished suites and kitchenette apartments, single and double rooms at rates extremely within reason . . . We will be glad to show you about. BEEMCNT BOOKS A Few Off -the -Trail Volumes By SUSAN WILBUR I 3156 Sheridan Road at Belmont Harbor Phone Bittersweet 2100 B. B. Wilson, Mgr. NOW that the editorial department has given me away as writing summer book recommendations from a cool porch in Massachusetts — actually it is from a porch still more northerly — I hardly know what to do. Perhaps the best thing under the circumstances would be to begin with the two July book club choices — surely book club editors stay permanently if not in the heat of Chicago at least in that of New York — and then work round to one or two of my own when you're not notic ing. As to the porch : well, Til let you know as soon as anything literary has time to happen there. So far it's just the Atlantic, with lobster louies at 4 A. M. if you happen to be awake then, the Boston boat at the other end of the day, and, once every five years or so, a six-master in between. Frankly, Dwarf's Blood puzzles me. Not that a book club should have chosen it. But that Edith Olivier should have written it just as she did. Everything in it tied up with strings like a parcel. There's the gal that loved the poor brother, but accepted the rich one, and then didn't marry either of them. This gal, now nearing one hundred, turns up in a most unlikely manner in the very corner of Germany whither a sufferer from some of her consequences has also fled. It being, of course, her fault that dwarf's blood should have been brought into the farm ily line. And the dwarf blood itself is as neatly packeted. You can inherit its dimensions and its nature. Or you can inherit the dimensions without the nature, or the nature without the di mensions. The story of the six foot baronet reads like a successful, if un official, psychoanalytic cure. But his dwarf son has to become a famous artist in order to effect it. All this to the tune, however, of a most inviting series of backgrounds. Life in the Eng lish hunting country, the restoration of a fine old country house, the wife's flight to daisied mountain meadows in Germany, the rocks along the Cornish coast. But, as I say, the plot, the char acters, and the moral all have me guessing. Last winter I met an enthusiastic young woman who said she specialized on Symposiums. Later I met a young man who proposed editing a sym posium to end symposiums. The young woman wins. Another book club choice of the month is Living Philosophies, whereof the table of con tents is by way of being a contempo rary who's who. Einstein leads off with an interview on the good, the true and the beautiful, as preferable to the merely comfortable. Dreiser airs his chemisms until they effervesce into a free verse poem. H. G. Wells plays with that difficult question What is a Person: i.e. when in time does a per son begin, and spatially would a man from Mars think that your motor car was really your shell. Millikan at tempts to make science lead us all back to church. John Dewey remarks that faith, in a Biblical sense, ought really to be defined as a tendency to do something. And so on. In the days of theology, it used to be assumed that, with care, the four gospels could be made to dovetail. To try dovetailing these twenty-two philosophies might make as good a summer recreation as that Bank of England puzzle. Second Rebel Generation GENERALLY speaking, of course, the real dope on summer reading — though in publishing circles the air is already beginning to be autumnal — is to start long books. It is more restful. You don't have to think so soon what to read next. You might even try catching up a whole author. Jo Van AmmersKuller, the Dutch novelist, for instance. Two professional friends of mine, one a pianist and one a doctor, have told me that Miss Van A. gets the professional woman's psychology like anything. And you don't have to be a professional to see that she is good at creating a peopled background. Her immediate book l^o Surrender joins on however to the suffrage strand of her work, being a sequel to The Rebel Generation. A little Dutch girl from South Africa pays a visit in London during that era when suffragettes put molasses in pillar boxes, thereby winning the disapproval not alone of the policemen but of such organizations as preferred to keep suffrage ladylike. Joyce, niece of the grandest suffrage organization of TUE CHICAGOAN 27 all, is shown caught up by the park oratory of the suffragettes, and sur reptitiously becoming one of them, and at length being arrested for storming the houses of parliament. Jokker Autobiography STRAIGHT histories of aviation— and I've read at least two dozen since the new year, without bothering you about them — though come to think of it in case you are of a me chanical turn of mind I perhaps ought to have bothered you about S\ycraft by Augustus Post— usually begin with Icarus. Though some of course begin no farther back than the brothers Montgolfier. Now arrives the auto biography of Fokker, however, to make us aware that, strictly speaking, the brothers Montgolfier and their fire bal loon have nothing to do with it. That aviation as invention, as circus stunt, as arm of the military, as industry, is all contained in the life of one man who is not yet forty years old. Flying Dutchman reflects the altitudes at which much of it was ghosted : only the high spots are visible. But in addition to speed — and to its satisfying texture of technicalities, it has its own piquan cies. As for instance when Fokker gives his own unbiased opinion of cer tain passages in the career of Rear Ad miral Byrd. Jrom the Inside MAGAZINE editors make a lot of mistakes. Having kept a day by day list of such blunders, John Bake- less now writes a book based on them, to show how, and how not, to do your Magazine Ma\ing. In the only chap ter upon which I should attempt an ex pert opinion, namely the one on book reviewing, this negative approach makes itself apparent. That is, Mr. Bakeless is so busy pointing out the superficialities of Wayne Card's book on book reviewing that he overlooks the constructive and experienced vol ume on criticism by Llewellyn Jones, who was once Mr. Gard's, or at least as rumor has it, highly dissatisfied, boss. To Read or Not to Read Dwarf's Blood : A psychoanalytic study wherein Edith Olivier, to puzzle her critics, has observed the romantic unities. (No, don't miss it.) Living Philosophies: Twenty-two mathe maticians, explorers, novelists, scientists, gloomy deans, and Chicago pragmatists here oiFer everything from hasty inter views to thumbnail world systems to con found the unwary. (Suit yourself.) reenbrier and Cottages ~White Sulphur Springs IVestYirginia America's Most Beautiful All -Year ReSOrt L.R JoHNSTON.GwewlMa NOW!... Nature's Finest Water Is Carbonated! 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You certainly know by this time what's being worn in summer and are probably so busy wearing it that you don't give a hang about what's scheduled for fall. Well, neither do I. And since the shops won't tell us as yet we're all even, and might as well trot down to the beach and call it a day. In just a few weeks the hordes of buyers and stylists will be back from New York and Paris with so much news that this column will probably split its seams, but until then all we have to thrust at you are a few re' freshing items which were plucked from the apathetic silences. Not that apathy awaits you if you are one of those laggards who hasn't completed her summer wardrobe, or if you want to replenish it with a few additional items. For you there are real tri- umphs in store, swell clearance sales that warm the cockles of one's purse with astonishing prices. The shops are gold mines for late buyers who are shrewd pickers. But, to the items, and then to the beach. CHILDREN, this year, are having themselves a time. You never saw such style and riotous color as you'll find clustered about the wading pools and beach slides. Floppy beach hats, flaring pyjamas, trim shorts and belted trunks just like grown-up bath ing suits — play clothes are, it seems, more swagger than they ever were be fore. The regular beach pyjamas are splendid for little girls to wear right through the summer, all the time, whether they're at the beach or in the home sand-pile. Field's have some gaily flowered ensembles with match ing sun hat, the pyjamas just a little plaque and strap affair above the waist to admit all the possible sun and air, and the pants wide and airy, flaring from knee to ankle just like mother's. There are also on the fourth floor little nautical suits for boys with long white gob pants and white shirts dec orated with yachting emblems. Long trouser legs are almost essential for rough and tumble play when knees, otherwise, are skinned and cut un mercifully. Little girls are attractively doing away entirely with the bothersome underclothes question by adopting the delightful shorts which are just as feminine and little-girly looking as any dress but permit more freedom of action and make underskirts and drawers on a hot day non-essential. Grande Maison de Blanc has some ex quisite ones in blocked handkerchief linen with little picture hats to match that are sure to please the daintiest little thing as well as the small tomboy. AT the peak of the week-end season k Saks-Fifth Avenue comes to the front with one of the most cleverly planned week-end outfits I ever saw. It's wonderfully complete and easy to pack, very smart, and inexpensive. If you want to solve your week-end problems and summer dress problem in one smash go up and look at it in the Debutante Salon. Even if you need just one more dress you'll find this group worth investigating be cause you can, of course, purchase any piece by itself or make substitutions in the group as you choose. But as a whole it is a splendid lesson in com petent assembling. The basis of one color group, for instance, is a very smart brown and white print crepe with delicate white pique gilet and cuffs falling just a bit below the elbow. With the dress is an enchanting and versatile unlined coat of soft brown wool. This is simple in line, short-sleeved so that the light crepe sleeves of the dress show beneath it, with a long wool belt that ties gracefully about the waist like a monk's robe. It's terriby practical for motoring and any day time wear and just as good-looking over more elaborate afternoon and simple dinner frocks in the country. It is perfectly designed to wear with every other dress in the group. And the whole ensemble of crepe dress and coat nicks you for only fifty-seven dollars. For active sports the group includes a sleeveless, yellow crepe dress with gay little tab of brown in front. TW-E CHICAGOAN 29 When you drift over to the club on Saturday evening or down to the ball room on one of those week-end cruises that are all the rage now, you do it in an unusually smart printed chiffon with heavenly tones of char treuse and brown all melting de liriously into each other and dashing as the dickens though they are so sweetly feminine. The lines of the dress are lovely and if you ever saw anything half so stunning for thirty- seven dollars you are a better bargain stalker than this lynx. A LOT of good bag news was brought to town when Arnold of New York opened his chic little bag shop in Diana Court. Aside from the hundreds of interesting new bags they have here a very complete serv ice. If you have a pet jeweled frame or want a bag made to match exactly some detail of your costume they make bags to order. Precious old bags are repaired and soiled bags are cleaned. The new ones they have are charm ing. For summer sports things look at the white linen decorated with composition anchors and other em blems in red, white and blue; at the red crepe with white button trim ming; and at amusing floppy bags all of shiny little wooden beads in black or gay colors to blend with bright sports clothes. The white influence is extremely strong in all bags and Ar nold's new white bead bags are lovely with any summer outfit. These are of very fine chalk beads in the smart dull white and not the out-moded shiny white beads. There are big, soft flat ones and little round fat ones, simple ones with bone fastenings for sports and delicate ones with jade clasps for the more elaborate occa sions. A new note that is smartly Victorian is the fashion of carrying little black beaded bags for evening and afternoon. These are lovely with chiffon dresses and promise to be ex tremely good for fall and winter. Chanel's vanity case, a flat black and white composition box with white bone links for a chain is here. For travelers, and all shopping and businesslike women who must carry scads and scads of equipment around with them Arnold has a splendid big patent leather bag, slightly pouch shaped so that it can be stuffed and stuffed and still keep its good looks. Inside it is lined with black moire so it won't ever show soil and oh, the me of the famous swimming pool- EITON at 49* and Lexington NEW YORK Has all the comforts of a private club. Hie most enjoyable hotel atmosphere in New York. CHICAGO The Opportunity City of 1 93 1 the CHICAGOAN The Opportunity Magazine of 1931 THE CHICAGOAN, * JB^TVr i \r atha m Theater Ticket Service ^ifl<>^ILAU-,AN 407 So. Dearborn Street Kindly enter my order for theater tickets as follows: (Play) - (Second Choice) (Number of seats).... (Date) (Second choice of date) (Name) (Address) (Tel. 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ParkDeamborn twelve cpxty ^orthShartornffhrkcvai/at^OQthe Telephone ? Whitehall 5620 GO, CHICAGO! Following the Breeze By LUCIA LEWIS IT'S not so hard to chirp rather cheer fully in spring: "Oh, we're just spending a quiet summer at home. Those sales charts, you know — " But when June actually gets a strangle hold on us, when our heels ooze into melting asphalt, when the lake turns off its breeze, when even the countryside bakes, and leaves hang limp over our heads, the chirp turns into a whine. Nevertheless, those old meanie bank balances and drooping sales charts are still back of us to keep economical resolutions from going a-glimmering. So what is it one is to do? Well, one discovers that a breath of the ocean is possible even if a long trip is out of the question, that one may get a splendid sea voyage on magnifi cent ships, a satisfying quantity of genuine European atmosphere and re freshments, a rest and complete change, and still be back at! one's desk in a week's time ready to meet Prosperity if she comes around that corner. It's a rejuvenator worth thousands and it costs from less than a hundred to less than two hundred. The short sea cruise, started experi mentally last year with the Cunard J^o where cruises, is blazing away full force this season and proves again that necessity has mothered one of the swellest ideas yet. An overnight trip to New York, or seven hours by plane, and you embark with all the fanfare and excitement of a world cruiser. For these are ships which kindle exciting visions of far seas — no simple excur sion boats, the Belgenland, the France, the Aquitania. THE Cunard cruises on the Aqui- tania, Mauretania, and Berengaria this year have dropped the "no where" idea and shoot gaily up to Nova Scotia or down to the shores of Bermuda for their sparkling "week-end cruises." From Friday to Tuesday is about as short as vacations come, yet these weekend cruises take you to another country the minute you step aboard. And once at sea you feel as detached and carefree as if you had traveled five thousand miles from the home countree. The company is delightful. Tramping squads of spectacled sight seers don't go in for these little jaunts. They are trips for rclaxers, for pleas ant chatter at little verandah tables, amiable discussions before the gleaming bar, a plunge into the pool before din ner, glamour and balls and corks pop ping at night, and swings around the deck or at tennis in the morning. A lot of people, instead of inviting the usual horde to Southampton or New port for house parties, now throw their weekend parties aboard ship and thu? make reputations as hostesses without any effort or responsibility and at practically the same cost. The French Line goes in for a week of gaiety in two triangle trips scheduled for its gay France and Paris. These shove off to Bermuda where they hover for a day so that you can dash over to play eighteen holes at Midocean, trot about the island in a soothing carriage, or cycle hysterically to pink Elbow Beach and spend a day in the warm but exhilarating surf. Then up to Nova Scotia and back to New York where you land as refreshed as if you had just finished the grand tour of four months in Europe. As anyone knows who has crossed on them, every minute aboard the French Line steamers is bright with the infectious gaiety that seizes the most confirmed worrier. The food is marvellous, entertainment and atmosphere thoroughly Parisian, and everyone beams with hospitality. Another newly announced series of six-day cruises to Nova Scotia are the five "Show Boat" cruises scheduled on the world-cruiser Belgenland for every week beginning July 18th. About the great swimming pool a smart replica of the Lido has been built. A specially constructed, full-size stage has also been installed on the liner, on which the name "Show Boat" will be justified. Broadway stars — real ones — in famous skits and new turns will put on the Belgenland revues. Strolling minstrels, magicians and star gazers, tap dance classes, all the frivolity you want is yours for the asking. The ship, of course, is so huge that if you really did sneak away for a peaceful interim there are miles and miles of decks, secluded rooms and verandahs to crawl away to. Though after one day of sea air one is surprisingly ready for high jinks that TI4C CHICAGOAN 31 New Convenient Ai» Hamu, K.-» /* both sejtani stiff cellars Solid Leather «»*«-/***•<«•:- »«//, cravat/, & inch. HAMLEY KIT WHY pay good money for kits of flimsy or imita tion leathers pasted on cardboard stiffening — or kits made of poorly tanned, artificially grained leathers? Compare a Hamley Kit with any toilet case regardless of price! This Kit is made of the best unadulterated solid leather money can buy. Thousands in use, hundreds of letters of praise on file. No loops — no gadgets — no packing. Simply toss your favorite toilet articles into a Hamley Kit and know real travel comfort. 5 sizes; in cowhide and both russet and black pigskin — $6 to $15. At all good stores. If not conveniently available send for catalog. HAMLEY & CO.— Saddlemakers Since 1883—570 Court St.. Pendleton, Oregon. Hi suretbt Kit you buy has thi Hamloy nam and Jaidli on the bottom. ll.\Ml.i:vf_JKIT \ FINE COWBOY SA si e /jolifLj euttlhCA. MADE LIKE A FINE COWBOY SADDLE OF GENUINE /jOLLCUI cjulH£Jl^ Chez Louis RESTAURANT 1 20 East Pearson Street (The Farwell Manse) Formerly of Ciro's Grill ami Opera Club / i Cuisine Par Excellence Always Refreshingly Cool Bridge parties, afternoon teas and club programs arranged. Luncheon $1.00 Dinner $2.00 / / For Reservations Telephone : Delaware 0860-0337 seemed impossible for one's weary land legs and nerves. The great Majestic and Olympic are also doing the week-end cruises, leav ing every Thursday and returning Monday from Nova Scotia. NEARER, even, than these cruises are the lake cruises. The big lake steamers like the K[orth American and South American are also way out of the ordinary excursion class. These steamers cruise through the great lakes to Georgian Bay, through some of the loveliest scenes in the country in and about Mackinac and the Thousand Islands. The food on these ships is very superior, the service excellent and the accommodations snowy and com fortable. It's an ideal rest cruise, es pecially later in the season when the ships are pleasantly (for the passen gers) uncrowded. Along inland Canadian lakes and rivers lies an enchanting vacation by way of Canada Steamship Lines. The cruise along the St. Lawrence, the Thousand Islands and rushing rapids of St. Lawrence, the mysterious waters of the Saguenay canyon are only half the joys of the trip. The other half is the stops at the picturesque little Canadian settlements, the browsing about in Quebec, the glimpses of deer and the Indians who come down to the edge of the thick forests to stare at the boats, the bottle of Sauterne, the watercress, the fresh strawberries, at the Mont Royal in Montreal — all these to make you forget that La Salle Street is sizzling and State Street is an odor ous baking oven. For the completely tired human there is no trip so novel as a tag- along voyage on a freighter about the Great Lakes. The ore boats, for in stance, trudge serenely about the lakes stopping at ports on this side and ports on the Canadian side, giving you a real familiarity with life as it is actually lived on the lakes. HOT TIPS [begin on page 16} A delicate, pervasive oil of lavender fragrance makes it very pleasant for humans but perfectly disgusting to flies and mosquitoes, so you il particularly enjoy it on the beach. 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It does its work in twenty minutes while you rest or bathe and does it very pleasantly because it isn't a rich and cloying cream at all. It is pink and silky, it looks like strawberries, smells like strawberries, and looks good enough to taste like strawberries. When it's wiped off the change is astonishing, honestly. The pores are refined, the tired lines are erased, you glow beau tifully and look as if you had been sleeping ten hours. It's a better pickup for an evening's gaiety than three cock tails and it's much better for you. Heavy skin foods that seem simply grand in winter become pretty dis agreeable to use on hot summer nights. But we need skin foods just as much or more all through the summer be cause our skins get dryer if anything. That is why I have adopted Dorothy Gray's new Sensitive S\in cream promptly and enthusiastically. It's really an all-year cream for thin- skinned folk and for all dry-skinned sisters who don't like rich lubricants, but it's an especially happy thought for summer. The cream is very fine and pats into the skin quickly because it is so readily absorbed. You can wipe off all the surplus cream or leave a little on overnight and your face feels just pleasantly fed, not gummy. This is procurable only at the Dorothy Gray salon at present but it's worth the trip. Another pleasant thing to remember in summer is to have a generous bottle of refreshing facial tonic right on hand all the time. Very delicate tonics like Elisabeth Arden's Venetian S\in Tonic, Marie Earle's lovely Eau An- tirides, Primrose House rose-petally lo tion, or Dorothy Gray's Orange Flower. And there are special summer make ups — Helena Rubinstein's lovely Sun proof Foundation Cream which pro tects the skin wonderfully but is quite greaseless and fresh- smelling, the new tawny powders to give that translucent golden look of summer, waterproof rouge, depilatories and deodorants, the Pakkold gadget I wrote about some weeks ago which gives you a swift and refreshing ice treatment, herbal packs for eyes strained from long days in the glaring sun — summer is twice summer if you know how to tackle it. PEARSON 190 E. Pearson St. * Chicago A cultured hotel-home, where women who live alone ... or fam ilies . . . will find all of the niceties in appointments that bespeak refinement. Outstanding facilities for transient guests . . . and an extraordinary restaurant. All at decidedly attractive rates. minimum Distingu ished Enduring Direct Hi A fastidious approach and an intimate address to the smart Chicago market are obtainable exclusively in the pages of THE CHI CAGOAN. 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Still it writes as easily as you breathe — with amazing Pressureless Touch! Parker's large-scale production makes a big difference in your favor when it comes to value. Even the Duofolds at $5 have 22% to 69% more ink capacity than some pens of other makes priced 50% higher. Yet none has Parker's stylish, balanced, streamlined design — "America's Shapeliest" — or Parker's Invisible Filler and Patented Clip that lets the pen set low and unexposed in the pocket. The only guarantee you'll need for life is the name on the barrel —"Geo. S. Parker — DUOFOLD." Accept none without it, if you want the real thing. Avoid the borrowing habit. rarker uuq/b/d PEN GUARANTEED FOR LIFE * $5 * $7 * $10 Other Parker Pens, $2.75 to $3.50; Pencils to match them all, $2 to $5 ¦ and Subsidiaries: New York. Chicago, Atlanta, Buffalo, Dallas, San Francisco: Toronto. Can.: London. Eng.: Berlin, Germany