nk e CUICAjGOAN jlpril, 1932 Price 35 Cents i/Aii Ir-lilvaciive KDnsemble jrotn ine MARTHA WEATHERED SHOPS C^he Cs/osUlL on One of the most adorable hats brought out in all Paris this season. Talbot designed it . . . but we've also had a hand in its success. We've made it in straw and in fabric ... in print and in plain . . . and now we're busy making it in -white. It's just an instance (but a good one) of how the French Room adapts its Paris hats to your personality. THE FRENCH ROOM, FIFTH FLOOR, NORTH, STATE Lo files and Lriaafpiaiions oj dJoshllon, $15 t*/> MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY April, 1932 3 STAGE (Curtains, 8:30 and 2:30 p. m.; Matinees Wednesdays and Saturdays, unless otherwise indicated.) zJkCusical EVERYBODY'S WELCOME— Apollo, 74 W. Randolph. Central 8240. Frances Williams, Ann Pennington, Oscar Shaw and Hart- riet Lake in an adaptation of Up Pops the Devil. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. THE BLUE MASK— Grand Opera House, 119 N. Clark. Central 8240. Guy Robertson, Barbara Newberry, Carl Randall and oth ers in a Shubert musical comedy. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.50. "Drama COUNSELLOR -AT -LAW — Sel- wyn, 180 N. Dearborn. Central 3404. Elmer Rice's fine, detailed play about life in a law office with Otto Kruger and an able cast. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. DEATH TAKES A HOLIDAY — Playhouse, 416 S. Michigan. Har rison 2300. The mildly-Grim Reaper takes a vacation among mortals. Ann Forrest heads the cast of the revival. Evenings, $3.00. Matinees, $2.00. LOUDER PLEASE— Woods, 52 W. Randolph. Randolph 0972. The workings of the publicity depart ment of a large moving picture company, with Frank Thomas and Enid Markey and quite a lot of fun. Evenings, $2.00. Matinees, $1.00. THE BARRETTS OF WIMPOLE STREET— Harris, 170 N. Dear born. Central 8240. Katharine Cornell is a lovely Elizabeth Bar rett and, as you know, it's about that person's early love-life with the young Browning. Evenings, $3.85. Wednesday matinees, $3.00. Saturday, $3.85. Opening April 18. CYRANO DE BERGERAC— Black- stone, 60 E. 7th St. Harrison 6609. Walter Hampden in his re vival of Edmond Rostand's heroic drama. Evenings, $3.00. Mati- nees, $2.50. Opening April 18 for only one week. ART ART INSTITUTE — Michigan at Adams. First International Exhi bition of etchings and engravings. Also International water color ex hibition. ACKERMAN'S— 408 S. Michigan. English paintings, sporting prints and water colors. ANDERSON'S — 536 S. Michigan. Exhibition of Eighteenth Century English landscapes and portraits. A. STARR BEST, INC.— Randolph and Wabash. Special exhibition of a collection of iron-stone china and silhouettes; antiques and works of art in the Collector's Corner. c 0 N T E N T S Page 1 THE WELLKNOWN SHOWERS, by Burnham C. Curtis 4 CURRENT ENTERTAINMENT 6 GUIDE TO TABLES 13 EDITORIAL COMMENT 15 CHICAGO ANA, conducted by Donald Plant 18 MRS. BYRON S. 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BROWN-ROBERTSON CO.— Exhi bition of woodcuts by Walter 1. Phillipps. GALLERT OF MODERN LIFE— Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. International exhibition of chil dren's art from Africa, India, Mex ico, Europe and the United States. INDIAN TRADING POST— Italian Court, 619 N. Michigan. Indian jewelry, pottery, textiles; Navajo rugs and Mexican craftwork. HARDING'S RESTAURANT— 21 S. Wabash. Oils and pastels of Indian subjects by Winold Reiss, including a portrait of Chief Two Guns White Calf, original of the Buffalo nickel Indian. Until April 16. M. KHOEDLER &¦ CO. — 622 S. Michigan. Exhibition of paintings by Abby White Howells. Until April 16. M. O'BRIEN & SON— 673 N. Mich igan. Paintings by Louis H. Tharp. INCREASE ROBIHSOH — Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Exhi bition of water colors and draw ings by Rifka Angel and Milton Douthat. Sculptures by Lenore Thomas and Warren Gilbertson. ALBERT ROULLIER— 414 S. Mich igan. Special exhibition of origi nal etchings by Adolphe Beaufrere. PAUL STOHE - RATMOR STU- DlOS, LTD. — 430 N. Michigan. Exhibition of charcoal portraits of social celebrities, pastels and conte drawings by Helen Wallace. Until April 18. SOUTH SHORE ART SCHOOL— 1542 E. 58th St. Dorchester 4643. Exhibitions of the work of Clay Kelly art students, also much of Mr. Kelly's own work. TATMAN, INC. — 625 N. Michigan. English china; modern and antique crystal service; lamps and furniture. GERRIT VANDERHOOGT — 4 1 0 S. Michigan. Exhibition of fine prints by contemporary artists. TAMANAKA & CO. — 846 N. Michigan. Chinese and Japanese art objects; oriental paintings of all kinds. TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — Later MAILLARD'S — 308 S. Michigan. Harrison 1060. Pleasant surround ings and people and a moderately snooty luncheon, tea and dinner place. They'll be glad to check your dog, too. M. Moulin is in charge. GRAYLING'S — 410 N. Michigan. Whitehall 7600. Catering to the feminine taste, but there's a grill for men in the rear. Well patron ized by nice people. And right at the Bridge. L'AIGLOH — 22 E. Ontario. Dela ware 1909. French and Creole dishes prepared by a competent kitchen. There are private dining rooms and an altogether pleasant orchestra. M. Teddy Majerus over sees. HENRICI'S — 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. Always a sub stantial menu and, as you know, • when better coffee is made there'll still be no orchestral din at Henri ci's. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Superior 9697. That old Spanish atmosphere, service and catering. It is, all in all, rather unique and your out-of-town guests ought to enjoy dining there. NINE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michi gan. Delaware 1187. A very knowing place; for one thing, there's the cuisine, and for an other, if that be necessary, the at mosphere. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Delaware 3688. Swedish menu and unstinted hors d'oeuvres and an amazing variety of dishes. Works of Scandinavian craftsmen are also on view. Mrs. Palm is manager. HARDIHG'S COLONIAL ROOM — 21 S. Wabash. State 0841. Fa mous for its old fashioned Ameri can dishes, including corned beef and cabbage, and for service, effi ciency and a variety of foodstuffs. ST. HUBERT'S OLD ENGLISH GRILL — 316 Federal. Webster 0770. Anglo-Saxon atmosphere, waiters in scarlet jackets and all of the nob'e foods of old England for those who would dine well. CHEZ LOUIS — 120 E. Pearson. Delaware 0860. French and Ameri can catering. M. Louis Steffen has with him his old Opera Club and Ciro's staff and chefs 4 The Chicagoan MANDEL BROTHERS e f r esh i n g as Sun After Rain a store of youth • a store of fashion • a store of moderate price April sunlight . . . delicately flecked with shadows of budding leaves . . . translated into a frock of pure-dye Canton crepe. Trust Vionnet to create such a combination of sophistication and naivete! And trust Nelle Diamond, manager of Mandel's Costume Shop, to have it re-created in the true spirit of the original. Eggshell with rust or green, white with black or navy. $39.50. The hat is a copy of one of Agnes' famous capelines, in smooth Azure straw, with a velvet bow under the curve of its wide brim. $17.50. April, 1932 RED STAR INN— 1528 N. Clark. Delaware 3942. Abounding with noble Teu tonic foodstuffs and the quiet of an old German Inn. For three decades Papa Gallauer, who will attend you, lias kept his establishment what it is today. JIM IRELAND'S OYSTER HOUSE— 632 N. Clark. Dela ware 2020. An astonishing selection of delicacies from the deep; wonderfully prepared. JULIEN'S— 1009 Rush. Dela ware 0040. Heaping portions of everything and a broad board and Mama Julien's equally broad smile. Better telephone for reservations. LE PETIT GOURMET— 615 N. Michigan. Superior 1184. A luncheon and dinner place well attended by good people and something of a show place. It, too, is perhaps more feminine than masculine. EITEL'S — Northwestern Sta tion. Truly a blessing in a neighborhood where good res taurants are few and far be tween. A place you'll want to remember if you ever go over that way. KAU'S — 127 S. Wells. Dear born 4028. Sound, hearty German dishes appealing to those who would be well-fed. The luncheon place of La Salle Street notables who are as meticulous about dining as they are about investing. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Diversey 2322. The home of the strawberry waffle. And here, too, the late-at-nighters find just the right club sand wich or huge steak. MOUNT ARARAT— 117 E. Chestnut. Delaware 3300. Select Armenian cuisine which is different and tempting. One of those unique spots which you ought to trv. HUYLER'S— 20 S. Michigan, 310 N. Michigan, Palmolive Building. For luncheon, 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. MAISONETTE RU SSE — 2800 Sheridan Road. Lakeview 10554. Russian-European catering and a concert string trio during dinner hours. 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. MAISON CHAPELL— 1142 S. Michigan. Webster 4240. Where those who are connoisseurs of ex cellent French cuisine assemble for the pleasure of an evening. MME. GALLI'S— 18 E. Illinois. Delaware 2681. Here one finds stage and opera celebrities and ex cellent Italian cuisine. SHEPARD TEA ROOM— 616 S. Michigan. Webster 3163. Good foods at reasonable prices; in the arcade of the Arcade Building. ALLEGRETTI'S— 228 S. Michigan, HE. Adams, Pittsfield Bldg. Three convenient eating places, especially for luncheon and tea. (^Corning — -Noon — Nigh t DRAKE HOTEL — Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. Carl Moore and his band are in the Lantern Room. A la carte service. Weekly cover charge, $1.25; Sat urday, $2.50. Table d'hote dinner in the Italian Room, $1.50. HOTEL LA SALLE— La. Salle at Madison. Franklin 0700. Joe Rudolph and his boys play in the Blue Fountain Room. Dinner, $1.50; supper, $1.00. No cover charge. ANOTHER, THE SIXTEENTH OF WHAT SEEMS TO BE AN INEXHAUSTIBLE SERIES OF ESCUTCHEONS BY SANDOR OF LOCAL AND CELEBRATED CITIZENS, IS OFFERED ABOVE, THIS TIME TO HAROLD MC CORMICK. HOTEL SHERMAN — Clark at Ran dolph. Franklin 2100. At College Inn: Coon-Sanders and orchestra. Grand music and good fun. Every Thursday 'is Theatrical Night. Maurie Sherman plays for tea dances. CONGRESS HOTEL — Michigan at Congress. , Harrison 3800. Bernie Kane and his band play in the Balloon Room, There's a floor show, too. Weekly cover charge, $1.00; Saturday, $2.50. A la carte service. NEW BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. Art Kassel and his orchestra play for dinner and supper dancing from 7:00 p. m. to 1:00 a. m.; later on Saturday. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. No cover charge. STEVENS HOTEL— 730 S. Mich igan. Wabash 4400. George Dev- ron and his band play in the main dining room. Dinner, $1.50. No cover charge. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 Block, Sheridan Road. Long- beach 6000. Charlie Agnew and his orchestra. Dinners, $1.75, $2.00 and $2.50; no cover charge. After dinner guests, $1.00. Sat urdays, cover charge, $1.00; after dinner guests, $2.00; dancing till 2:30 a. m LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. Rendezvous of the town notables and equally notable for cuisine and service. Luncheon, $1.00. Dinner, $2.00. Theodore is maitre. BLACKSTONE HOTEL — 656 S. Michigan. Harrison 4300. The traditionally fine Blackstone food and service. Margraff directs the String Quintette. Otto Staac'n is maitre. PEARSON HOTEL— 190 E. Pear son. Superior 8200. Here you will find all the niceties in menu and appointments that bespeak re finement. SENECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chest nut. Superior 2380. The service and the a la carte menus in the Cafe are hard to match, no matter how meticulous the diner may be. Table d'hote dinner, $1.50. PALMER HOUSE — State at Mon roe. Randolph 7500. In the Vic torian Room, dinner, $1.50. In the Chicago Room, $1.00. In the Empire Room, $2.00. KNICKERBOCKER HOTEL — 163 E. Walton. Superior 4264. One of the outstanding ballrooms of the Town and sma'ler private party rooms, too. The cuisine is excep tional. In the main dining room, dinner, $1.50; in the Coffee Shop, $1.00. GEORGIAN HOTEL — 422 Davis Street. Greenleaf 4100. Fine serv ice and foods. Where Evansto- nians and far-northsiders are apt to be found dining. HOTEL WINDERMERE— E. 56th St. at Hyde Park Blvd. Fairfax 6000. Famous throughout the vears as a delightful place to dine. Two dining rooms; no dancing. Dinners. $2.00 and $1.50. HOTEL BELMONT — 3156 Sher idan Road. Bittersweet 2100. A Paris trained chef who prepares delicious dinners which are prop- erlv served by alert, quiet wa'ters. SHORELAND HOTEL— 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The splendid Shoreland cuisine and hospitality are a delight to south- side diners-out. Dinner. $2.00. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Blvd. Hyde Park 4000. A pleasant place with an ample menu and alert service. Conven ient for the southside diners-out, especially. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. Gifford is in charge. EAST END PARK— Hyde Park Blvd. at 53 rd St. Fairfax 6100. A popular dining place on the southside. Table d'hote dinner, $1.00. Dusk Till Damn CAFE WINTER GARDEN— 519 Diversey Parkway. Di versey 6039. Gus Arnheim and his Coconut Grove or chestra play and the same old Dempster Road Dells spirit prevails. CLUB AMBASSADEUR — 226 E. Ontario. Delaware 0930. A clever floor show; Al Han dler and his band. BLACKHA WK— 139 N. Wa bash. Dearborn 6262. Herbie Kay and his orchestra play. Service is alert and Blackhawk cuisine has always been known as perfect. TERRACE GARDENS— Mor rison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. Don Pedro and his band play and there's the famous Morrison kitchen to prepare your food. Din ners, $1.50 and $2.00. No cover charge. THE RUBAIYAT — 657 St. Clair. Delaware 8862. Eddie South and his international orchestra, direct from a three- year tour, are drawing the crowds to one of the Town's newest clubs. VANITY FAIR — Broadway at Grace. Buckingham 3254. Floor show, four every eve ning, and Leo Wolf and his orchestra. No cover charge. CLUB ALABAM — 747 Rush. Delaware 0808. Chinese and Southern menus, Frank Fur- lett and his orchestra and a floor show. CASA GRANADA— 6800 Cottage Grove. Dorchester 0074. Eddie Mallory and his Harlem Knights play. No cover charge. Al Quod- bach oversees. PLA-MOR — 3800 W. Madison. Nevada 7282. Newest and cer tainly the largest in town. Paul Specht and his orchestra play. There's a gala floor show. No cover charge. CAFE DE ALEX— 80 W. Randolph. Andovcr 2438. Joska de Babary and his orchestra, old favorites of the Town, back from Monte Carlo. And a floor show. No cover charge. PARAMOUNT — 16 E. Huron. Delaware 0426. The Town's cozi est club. Syd Lange and his boys provide the music and there's a floor show. No cover charge. CLUB NOCTURNE — 12 E. Pear son. Delaware 9823. Eddie Ma- kin and his band and a good revue. No cover charge. FROLICS — 18 E. 22nd St. Victory 7011. Ted Cook and his boys play and there's a good floor show. COLOSIMO'S — 2128 S. Wabash. Calumet 1127. Jimmy Meo and his orchestra and a colored revue with some good features. GRAND TERRACE— 395? South Parkway. Douglas 3600. Earl Hines, at the piano, and his band are back again. Ed Fox is in charge. BLUE GROTTO — Van Buren and Wabash. Webster 4122. Good floor show and Corey Lynn and his orchestra. No cover charge. Victor Muzii leads the way. The Chicagoan is pleased to re ply to written inquiries pertaining to proper selection of places for planned occasions. 6 The Chicagoan Why not enjoy the luxury and distinction of PACKARD oumers> hip] This smart new LIGHT EIGHT coupe-roadster is factory-priced at out $1795 XhE sensational, new Packard LightEight — factory-priced from $1750 to $1795— offers for the first time the luxury and distinction of Packard transportation at an introductory price under $2250. It makes available to new thou sands of discriminating motor ists the definite advantages of fine car ownership. Here is a great, new car that is truly "Packard" in personality, prestige and performance — a car of which Packard is again proud to say, "Ask the Man Who Owns One." It is big, roomy and sub stantial — built on a chassis of 128 inch wheelbase, and powered by a 110 horsepower, straight- eight engine. 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ASK THE MAN WHO OWNS ONE PACKARD MOTOR CAR COMPANY OF CHICAGO 2357 South Michigan Avenue 1735 E. Railroad Ave., Evanston -. 3156 Sheridan Road « 925 Linden Ave., Hubbard Woods April, 1932 7 J ¦F &>< c?J ^°toto^e^oatues Stctfe» J V I' >M \JtV .det person1 aV SUP ctvvs -£eW ,botte' pe\»' .v?a*c 0860 MEET BUSTER CRAB— the most exclusive and daintiest delicacy of the South. Now being rushed to us daily from New Orleans. All seafoods and river foods, personally selected prime meats, baby fresh vegetables are prepared here in the Inimitable French-Creole manner wtth a touch that .» all L'AIGLON'S own. Orchestra and Dancing No Cover Charge Luncheon Dinner Supper w w.1Ullu„gRooiii « p- '" '<>» RUSH STREET L 'Jig Ion Delaware 1909 22 East Ontario R°C0i Su JOf, gasb, Oft/. %. smlmm L> *ntit sPeciaI ^ 9 ° H>cjf Jtpusi **y d. *ntiet ry D, D 'ay. S* tstin «lve •Sir, Tel. e*s/, Good Ch For thirty-five M aH>nrf, to g, °ot/s 30 eer years the * Good Food Unique Russian Restaurant MAISONETTE RUSSE Luncheon $.75 Dinner $1.50 Russian hand carved souvenir given to the ladies at after noon Samovar teas, dinners. Russian Folk Songs by Miss Mary Sava and Mr. Sankajevsky Piano Solo by Louis Laughlin Formerly Stars of the PetTusMt* Club Diversey and Sheridan Lakevlew 10554 gathering' plaVfor* rhn* ^ Star has be*n -an hosUh? !Z %T*h?^^ Ge And now, h tant position German food. 1932, it still maintains its impor- m Chicago restaurant life. ireer Delaware 0440-0928 Atkes«vice h Avetvue Italian a^ 5to9Pm t-oV.00 619 t*-**"* o7W ^ ests r>g}1!. do y°Uvn to tH« b Ust- rest( ings art in K> sSue £TO£§I 8 The Chicagoan The Qo&iness ©f SPACE TO £UR€P£. I In contrast to the spacious lounges, long malls... this convivial nook, the Knickerbocker Bar. . . frescoed with Heath Robinson's laughable fancy,"The Legend of the Cocktail." Here, one picks up one's aperitif, before descending to the famous food of the Salle Jacques Cartier. Life on the Empress is life in a good club; one has space to live and play . . . more square feet per individual first-class passenger than on any other ship. The Empress holds all America -to -Europe speed records, too . . . dock-to- dock 4 days, 17 hr., 59 min. . . land-to-land 3 days, 1 hr., 30 min. Regular sailings from Quebec to Southampton, Cherbourg. From May till October Empress-Britain TO EUROPE a 'vnlr et WORLD CRUISE From New York Dec. 3rd GIBRALTAR ALGERIA ITALY GREECE PALESTINE EGYPT INDIA CEYLON JAVA SIAM CHINA JAPAN HAWAII PANAMA CUBA 8 OTHER COUNTRIES 129 DAYS 81 PORTS AND PLACES It costs no more to see the round world from your window than to look at the neighbors' curtains for four months. Put a bright breadth in your life next winter, and come back with some new conversation. Live in an Empress of Britain apartment. Enjoy sports, club life, music, new circle of friends aboard. Ride on a camel, or an elephant. See the Star in the East at Bethlehem on Christmas Eve. Dance in Cairo New Year's night. Shop in the Chandni Chowk, "richest street in the world." See Hindu pilgrims at sacred shrines, Javanese dancing- girls, Japan in plum -blossom festival. Fares begin at $2,250. From New York December 3 Empitss°*Britain WORLD CRUISE K^anadian Pacific Information, booklets, reservations from E. A. Kenney, Steamship General Agent, 71 E. Jackson Blvd., Chicago, 111. Telephone: Wabash 1904 ... or your own agent. April, 1932 I S IT • • • Hie PITTSFIELD BUILDING CHICAGO'S LEADING SHOP AND PROFESSIONAL BUILDING Shops of the most exclusive type where real quality and value are assure d PITTSFIELD BUILDING Wabash and Washington Streets Opposite Marshall Field's 10 The Chicagoan MERTON P. METCALF Pioneer Stationer of Chicago Stationery - Engraving Wedding Invitations Featuring the new thin wedding sheet of the fin- est quality — the most fashionable you could choose. Monogram Stationery Prices Most Reasonable MERTON P. METCALF Room 305, Pittsfield Bldg. Telephone Randolph SSS1 William J. Blake Over Thirty Tears Continuous Service MONUMENTS MAUSOLEUMS HEADSTONES CUSTOM-BUILT MEMORIALS Write or phone for free Illustrated Booklet Room 1450, Pittsfield Building Telephone: Central 2917 You can always find the latest issue of "The Chicagoan" and other leading magazines on sale at Brentano's Always Particular With Your Flower Orders LOOP FLOWER SHOP Cor. Washington and Wabash Randolph 2788 Edna May- Millinery Importer Hand made hats styled for the individual. Copies of domestic and foreign models. Suite 632 55 E. Washington St. Telephone Dearborn 2612 PERMANENT-yes But is it Art? You don't want people to say "Oh, did you just get a wave?" You want them to sneak admiring glances at your head every time you look away. You want them to think: "If I only had hair like THAT to work with — ". You want women to get that greeny tinge and men to begin dream ing of spun silk and moons and all that sort of thing. In short, you want hair that is a frame for your personality, not a set, fresh- from-the-machine sort of affair. A Condos permanent satisfies all these wants. We've been doing it for years. And now two convenient salons make our services readily accessi ble to residents anywhere in the city. CONDOS 55 E. WASHINGTON Suite 431 FRANKLIN 9801 121 5 E. 63rd STREET FAIRFAX 8822 THE MARK ;OF.THE GENTLEMAN. Belzer & Noren Importing Tailors Serving a clientele of conservative well dressed Chicagoans Business suits Now $90.00 and $100.00 <*^? Suite 741 Pittsfield Building Telephone State 8857 Custom Made Hats Hats moulded to the head — reflecting your personality $5.00 and up Jfyavvitttt P. Jf ranfe Suite 420 Pittsfield Bldg. Telephone Dearborn 6746 Stop In At The PITTSFIELD TAVERN For Luncheon and Dinner You'll Enjoy Eating Here (Entrance off lobby) April, 1932 11 TAXI OVER FREE from the Loop or any downtown R. R. Station. We pay on arrivat. No obligation to buy. Also for your car FREE PARKING. LARGEST FURNITURE STORE IN CHICAGO £%4adis<m &ts&hlded £&"*«'£% We BUILD and BUDGET this ROOM in co-operation with HELEN KOUES, director, STUDIO of Architecture and Furnishings, GOOD HOUSEKEEPING MAGAZINE A Comfortable Room, A Practical Room, A Room That Has Style I tie S>Of(2 is covered in an attractive flowered chintz with tete de negre back ground. Down back pillows $*| ^\^7 and spring seat cushions ... I \J " The NeSt of Tables is of Mahogany in a simple Sheraton design. The largest Table of the three measures 14 x 24 $^^ EZ x 26" high. Priced at ... . .^L ^} Pembroke Tables, also of Sheraton de sign, flank the sofa. With leaves up they are 20 x 28"; with leaves down, 13 $ *| ^^ x 20". 27" high. Each table is I zf See pages 56 and 57 in the April Issue of Good Housekeeping Magazine for com plete description of this same Living Room. / tie /\/7C6-Hole Desk of mahogany has a large drawer across the top and three deep drawers on each side. The top is 20 x 38". The height is $ O ^\ 30". For Living Room or Bedroom . . . ^J ^J The DeSK Chair is mahogany with the seat cov ered in a green-blue chintz. It has a comfortable ladder- back running in a graceful ribbon effect $1 ^^ from the rosette motif in the center ... I j£m I tie W LnQ Chair, of comfortable lines, is mahogany covered in an orange self-striped repp. Cabriole legs show the typical Queen Anne shell. motif $ A ^^ on the knee. Spring filled seat cushion. ^T Zr The LOUnge Chair is of the same lines and con struction as the sofa, making a two-piece set if wanted. It is also covered in the beautifully pat- $ terned flowered chintz. Priced at . . , 49 SIXTY-FIVE YEARS OF GOOD FURNITURE Open Monday and Saturday Evenings Until 10 P. M 12 The Chicagoan CI4ICAGOAN EDITORIALLY /% PAIR of undepressed pigeons have been making spendthrift most t-\ of a not at all economical sun's warm rays upon our window' **¦ -^ sill. Across this undeflated foreground Grant Park is caught in the wanton act of pushing up an unbudgeted- green. Beyond an unemployed lake squanders smiling assent upon an equally idle cloud' bank that grins as gaily back. Mr. Cummings, kennel editor, tells us that the canine birthrate is above normal and mortality is low. Entries for major events at Arling ton Park and Epsom Downs are more numerous than for any previous season. Nature seems not to understand that world affairs are in a very bad way. Nature seems not to have read the newspapers or listened to the radio. The news about over-production appears not to have pene trated to the root of that fateful condition. The theories about conservation seem to have missed their mark. The economy slogan has echoed hollowly along the corridors of public eloquence without arresting the flight of a bee, the pollination of a jonquil or the dalliance of a daffodil. Of course all this makes for a dreadful state of affairs. The President has appointed many a commission to look into states of affairs far less serious. He might appoint a commission to look into this one, but it probably wouldn't do any good. Probably a better idea is for Man, too, to forget the newspapers and the radio — and the commissions — and yield lightly to the extravagant impulses of the season. A Spring feverish sort of idea, we grant you, but why not? ' ¦ "HE pointed observations of Mr. Arthur Meeker, Jr., in his article in the March issue, The Society Column, have exercised a bene ficial if unwelcome influence upon the society editors of the Town. A kind of order has been restored to the magazine section of The Tribune — Walt and Skeez;ix have come to anchor, although its still quite a puzzle to find Mr. Collins'' reviews — and The 7<[ews has estab lished a more or less fixed sequence for its signed features which make it practically certain that Miss Provines' notes will be found in the upper right hand corner of one page or another. At any rate, the mad turmoil has begun to subside, and we are grateful. We are grateful, too, to Courtney Borden and to Caroline S. Krum for taking up Mr. Meeker's topic at the point where he abandoned it and working out conclusions which, it seems to us, should make every one happy. Mrs. Borden, in her article on another page, gives the newspaper society editor what she calls, titularly, a hand. Mrs. Krum, in her article on still another page, makes Mr. Meeker's remarks the keynote of her introduction to what we are pleased to announce at this time as the department you will have in mind in future when, and if, you have occasion to refer to The Chicagoan's "society column." With which announcement we consign the whole weighty matter to the capable custody of Mrs. Krum and withdraw. \X7"E had no idea, when we lightly suggested that Miss Wilbur prepare a Five Foot Shelf of Chicago Books so that we could restore order to our chaotic library, that a city only a century old could get itself written about in so many ways by so many people and to such unanimous satisfaction. No sooner had the March issue carried Miss Wilbur's selection to the reading public than the cham pions of the omitted sprang to telephone, to telegraph and to pen in behalf of their favorites. With difficulty we dissuaded the belabored lady from advancing her annual holiday to escape the deluge and com promised upon a plan permitting of additions and substractions at suitable intervals. Quite a lot of these are discussed — none are officially consummated — in this issue. And now that we've aroused all this clamor, however worthy the cause, we're a little sorry. We are not, by nature, a librarian. Nor is Miss Wilbur. And the keeping of this Five Foot Shelf is a librarian's job. If we were at all certain that the expense would not plunge the city fathers even more deeply into hopeless debt we'd present the thing to the Town and call it our good deed for today. Maybe we'll do that, in 1933. Until then, inquiries and abuse addressed to Miss Wilbur will continue to receive patient attention. /^ ENUINE loss is heralded in the news that Ravinia shall not ring ^-^ out this summer. If present portent pertaining to the Symphony and the Civic Opera are fulfilled that loss will be threefold. Mr. Eckstein's decidedly heartening observation, that no mere gap of a season can destroy the institution that is Ravinia, bespeaks a confidence and an artistic fortitude repeatedly demonstrated and eminently respected by a grateful legion of music devotees. If all whose lot it may become to annunciate acknowledgment of commercial strin gency's impairment of artistic support phrase the fact as bravely, much of the inevitable sting will be averted. Yet no statement of the case, no assignment of fault and no promise of future glory, alters the fact that the community will be without the inspiration of fine music at a time when that inspiration is most vitally needed. To be sure, responsibility for this rests solely with the com munity, which assumed that responsibility by neglecting to avail itself of the opportunity it has had placed at its disposal year after year since Ravinia began. We wish Mr. Eckstein would forget for a moment that he is the gentleman he is and administer to the com munity a verbal kick in the proper place in short, ugly words that recipients would understand. We're inclining more and more to the belief that this is the kind of inspiration the present populace relishes more keenly than any other. DERHAPS because June will be quiet save for weddings and national conventions, and because we've always found weddings to be pretty much alike, we've been preparing to do whatever ought to be done about the impending goings-on at the Stadium. As a first step we commissioned Mr. Milton S. Mayer, who specialises in things of this sort, to look into the matter. He looked, reported back, took a photographer with him on his second expedition, and his findings will be published in the May issue, a full thirty days before the gathering of the Republican legions and in ample time for you to lay your bets, wangle your tickets or choose your exit, as your wont may be. Mr. Mayer's article is not a political article, nor a historical article, nor is it partisan propaganda or preachment. It is the account of an informed spectator at the ringside, behind the scenes and, on occasion, in the back room. We should not like to have missed it and we urge you not to. SAKS-FIFTH AVENUE • CHICAGO Permanent Address — North Michigan at Chestnut Fo o t w e a r . . . S e c o n d Floor 14 The Chicagoan Chicagoana A Few Seasonable Observations and, Possibly, Pert Commentary NOVELTY and ingenuity are pretty much the body and soul of successful advertising, and it doesn't make any difference whether the product to be sold is a turtle or a tombstone. And successful adver tising stimulates business, but this really doesn't have anything to do with the theory of advertising. Anyway, an example of the extent to which latterday efforts are being made in this town of ours to secure business has been reported to us. Recently a manufacturer (a Wire and Iron Works man) received a letter from a foundry company to which was attached a check for $0.25 on The First National Bank of Chicago. The attached check, the letter said, was for three minutes of the recipient's time, computed at $5.00 per hour, to read and consider care fully the following facts. And then there were four short paragraphs telling the reader and considerer the advantages of the foundry's "cast aluminum for spandrels, grilles, mullions, and other items of decoration, used in modern constructions." The recipient of the letter gave it consider ably more than the requested three minutes of his time. And the check was good, too. He cashed it himself. The other day we decided we'd have to have another look at what may turn out to be our favorite office building when its fin ished. It's the new Temple of Business that is rapidly rising in Chicago's "Canyon of Gold," the Wall Street of the West. (Oh boy!) We mean the first unit of the new forty-two story Field Building, which will be the town's largest office structure. It was up twenty-four stories when we stopped around, but we don't know just how much higher it is right now. With the aid of the weather man, quite a remarkable record was made in the construction of the exterior stone work — something like a floor a day; the fastest job ever done in Chicago. A record was also made in the steel construction. The twenty- four stories were finished in forty working days, or three hundred-twenty hours. The average time taken previously for steel con struction of similar proportions was seventy- five days, or six hundred hours. If this speed is kept up, the first and second units will be completed in the early spring of 1933 in time for the opening of the World's Fair, and if they aren't pretty careful, they're apt to get up around the sixty-eighth story before they know it and then have to raze twenty- six stories. 'Paper Line * ¦ 'HE other morning one of our reporters 1 ¦*¦ got off an elevated train at Quincy and Wells. At the foot of the stairway he noticed an orderly line of some two dozen pretty seedy-looking men, and wondered at it. And then he noticed that the L train passengers, as they left the stairs to walk down the street, handed their morning newspapers to the men Conducted by Donald Plant in line. He waited a few minutes to observe. Each man received a paper, some got several. They moved off and others took their places in line and got their papers. They get their morning's reading in this way every day, it seems, and they get a shot at the help-wanted columns and sometimes, when they can, they resell the papers. Sincerely Yours \X7E were glad to have made a discovery during the current vote-hunting season of a unique campaign card. The plain, old- fashioned, garden variety of "X-marks-the- spot" sort of political card must have had something of a jolt from a new and livelier rival — the campaign card of Roy E. Roos, Republican candidate for state representative, we believe it was. The front cover of the card ¦ — it's folded once — shows only a photograph of the candidate's right hand and arm in the act of writing and the words, "Sincerely Yours." The rest of the photograph is on the inside — the candidate sitting at his desk, pledg- NOW WHAT THE HELL DID I DO WITH THAT MILLION DOLLARS?" ing voters economy in government and lower taxes; and his signature is there, too. It's all pretty good and maybe the next campaign sea son will be one of Brighter Campaign Cards. zAbout That New Ball "VT'OU'VE probably been hearing rumors df something new under the noon-day sun of the coming golf season in the way of golf balls. The new Top-Flite is the actuality. For three years Spalding's laboratory department has been experimenting with this ball, and now it's ready for the golfing public. The most important feature of the new ball is the fact that it is paintless and will retain its white, glossy finish regardless of how much or how long it is played. A paintless ball does away with the several paint difficulties which, over a period of years, have been ac cepted as a necessary nuisance by the average golfer. Of course paint manufacturing has improved in the last ten years, but paint chip ping is still objectionable on a golf bail. The new Spalding Top-Flite (yes, there is a favorite Kentucky Derby entry by that name, too) has the desirable white cover which is the same all the way through to the winding. Soap, water and a towel will return its finish to the original white, regardless of how much it is grass-stained. And with the elimination of the paint the distance obtainable with the Top-Flite is greater than that of any other golf ball on the market at the present. The mesh and dimple markings on a golf ball help a lot in guiding the ball in its flight, and by having these markings fresh from the moulding without any disfiguring by paint of additional covering, the ball has a truer and more definite flight. It's something like the rifling of a gun governing the accuracy of a bullet's flight. The new Top-Flite will replace the famous old Spalding Dot, and recently Bobby Jones, who has always used the Dot, tried out the Top-Flite in an exhibition match at Pinehurst. He thinks it's the answer. C}ong vs. Chimes \X7E know it is a little late in the season " for stories about the opera, but anyway, the title of this one might be "Kindness Wins Where Harshness Fails." The plot has to do with the efforts made by the opera manage ment to induce fractious patrons to return to their seats promptly following the intermis sions. Not only was the patience of music lovers involved, but also the justly celebrated temperaments of the artists. At first, after the school-days manner, a gong was placed in the foyer which sounded- off in orthodox fire-alarm style a few moments before curtain time for the return to the audi torium. It was strident and unmusical, but, one would think, possessive of the qualities of authority and insistence. But it failed of its purpose. Second and third acts still opened to the disturbing rustle and toe-treading of well- April, 1932 15 "ADMIRAL YOU FORGET YOURSELF!" groomed men and women on their way to their seats. So, to make the response to the curtain call more prompt, Mr. J. C. Deagan, the Chicago carillon builder who has provided "old world charm" to so many communities, was consult ed. Under his direction the clamorous gong was removed and a set of electrically operated chimes was installed. The chimes are soft- spoken, mild-mannered and mellow, but they succeeded where harshness failed. The man agement reported that, while it was really far too much to expect that tardiness would be entirely eliminated, there was a gratifying im provement in that direction, and that every body liked the chimes a lot better than the gong. Stimied on Three * ¦ ""HE other day a bored (so he tells) young A man put in a long distance call in the third telephone booth of a row of them in the La Salle Street station. Not caring to venture as far as the magazine stand for diversion while awaiting the operator's ring, he glanced, semi- curiously, upon the 'phone directory left open by its last user. There, on page 1350, he read, "Valley — also see Vallee," and mentally added, "in the Scandals." Idly he looked up other famous names and soon found five Napoleons, several Goethes and a couple of Garbos among our local subscribers. A list of 'phone-using asso ciations offered: the American Horse Shoe Pitchers Association, the Pedestrian Protective League, the Bureau of Barley and Malt Sta tistics, the Better Bedding Alliance, the Steam- fitters Protective Associations, the Ice Cream Institute, and the Friends, of Slavic Music So ciety. Then the young ,;,man remembered booth three : now obviously taken, and by one who looked to have much on her mind. He cursed and quit being bored. zAppreciatory Gesture E heard about this before the World's Greatest Flagpole, as it was probably called, bounced off its perch into Michigan Avenue and disturbed a lot of people. Anyway, Mrs. Ralph Sherman likes to sit at the living room window of her twentieth floor apartment in the Medinah Athletic Club and watch the world go by in miniature on Michigan Avenue. Or, when things are ex ceptionally quiet on the Avenue she watches the flag flapping from the pole on the roof of the Wrigley Building across the street. One windy day recently she was engaged in the latter diversion when, to her amazement and terror, the flagpole began teetering, and then swaying with the wind. Mrs. Sherman leaped across the room, snatched her telephone and called the office of the Wrigley Building. She reported the menace of the swaying flagpole to the man who answered the 'phone. The man banged down the receiver and almost before Mrs. Sher man had regained her place by the window, three hardy flagpole repairers appeared on the gale-swept roof of the ivory tower across the street. The trio had arrived in a hurry evi dently, for they wore neither coats nor sweat ers — three shirts in the wind, as you might say. Half an hour later, their work completed and the flag flying stoutly once more, the three hardies disappeared from the roof. Mrs. Sherman's 'phone rang. "Mrs. Sherman, this is the office of the Wrigley Building. I'm sorry I didn't stop to thank you when you called before. You've rendered us a tremendous service. I shudder even now to think of the awful toll that flag pole might have taken had it crashed to the street." "Oh," said Mrs. Sherman self-deprecating- ly, "that's quite all right." "But it isn't all right," said the man. "You must allow us to send you some small token of our appreciation. Words cannot express our indebtedness to you. Really — ." Here the speaker choked with gratitude, but recovered a moment later and asked Mrs. Sherman if a package would reach her at the Club. She said it would. That night the gracious lady told Mr. Sher man of the episode. Mr. Sherman wondered whether the package would contain two dosen orchids or ten pounds of Grayling's candy. Mrs. Sherman said that she didn't want or chids or candy or anything else — she hadn't done it for the Wrigley Building but for the innocent passers-by on the Avenue or the unborn generations or something. Neverthe less, she was intrigued by the arrival of a package the following day. It wasn't orchids or candy — it was a small package. Perhaps — . Mrs. Sherman unwrapped the package. It contained two packages (ten sticks) of a well- known brand of gum. On each package was stamped, SAMPLE. Under the IVire TT was deadline day for grades at the Bureau of Records of the University of Chicago, and there were still some professors and in structors who hadn't yet sent in their winter quarter marks. Schoolmaster-novelist Thorn ton Wilder was one of the delinquents. Ur gent notices were sent to the class rooms of the tardies, because after all, the Bureau of Records people thought they'd really like to have the grades, what with work piling up on them and all that. And it wasn't very long after the notices had been received by the pro fessors when an undergraduate, practically breathless, dashed into the Bureau of Rec ords office with Mr. Wilder 's grades. "Mr. Wilder sent me," explained the pant ing Mercury, "because I was the fastest run ner in the class." T)og Story A FAMILY moved from town into one or •**¦ another of the suburbs. The community was a bit perturbed by several recent alarums and excursions by night prowlers, and the new residents thought it would be expedient to add a watchdog to the household. They made the 16 The Chicagoan mistake, being novices at dog-buying, of going to one of those none-too-reliable pet shops where they bought the largest dog that the dealer had for sale. Not long afterward burglars had a try at the front door of the house. They didn't get in, because the family was aroused and lights were turned on and something of a to-do was made which frightened them away. But the watchdog slept through it all. The house holder went to the dog dealer and told him about the great flop his highly recommended watchdog had turned into. "Well," said the dealer, "I know what you need now. You need a little dog to wake up the big dog." Jallen Eagle TV/TADEMOISELLE ANTOINETTE DE ±W± LA RUE-ST. MATINS (or some- something like that) is a crushed woman. And it's all the fault of radio. Last week, Mademoi selle De la Rue-St. Matins was scheduled to make her regular appearance before the microphone, and on this particular afternoon, she had an outstanding beauty as her guest- conversationalist. When presenting Mademoi selle De la Rue-St. Matins, the announcer con cluded with: "And now, ladies and gentlemen, it is our great pleasure to present Mademoiselle Antoi nette De la Rue-St. Matins, famed beautician and cosmetician whose discourse on feminine beauty has become a regular feature to many of our listeners. Mademoiselle De la Rue-St. Matins, the microphone is yours." "Thank you," replied Mademoiselle De la Rue-St. Matins in her silkiest tones and with her well-shaded inflections. "Ladies, I have a special treat for you this afternoon. In the studio, at my side is one of the most beautiful women in all the world, and I have prevailed upon her to answer a few questions I have prepared. It is my distinct honor to present Miss Universe." Whereupon, Mademoiselle Antoinette De la Rue-St. Matins turned the microphone over to her guestar. "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Goldberg, for that lovely introduction," said the guestar. Indeed, Mademoiselle Antoinette De la Rue-St. Matins is a crushed woman. <tAdd Lofty Occupations * ¦ ''HAT great, long-legged human skyscraper you have seen swinging jovially down Randolph Street as a sandwich man for Kurth's Restaurant or down Madison Street to gladden the Sabbath literatus with advance information on the new Sunday Times, is Jim Thompson, who claims he is the world's cham pion stilt walker. Jim is an old-timer at the business, a Chi cagoan who has got up in the world. He has been at it for twenty-four years now, ever since he found that he was more proficient on stilts than the other kids in the neighborhood. In summer he generally travels with a circus, but nine months of the year he plays vaude ville or is an itinerant advertising man. His regular salary is $7 a day, but he is one of those blessed mortals whose working day con tains just four hours. And, he mentions modestly, he spent three years on Broadway. He was outside of the theaters, however, and not within. Normally Jim measures five feet ten, but he expands, with the aid of the stilts and a somewhat bedraggled top hat, to something over twelve feet?-*. Which is sufficient to look over the heads 53^ the cash customers from any seat in the house* Well, it's got apple-vend ing backed off the map, anyway, and it's better than man-a-blocking, or maybe it's manning-a- block, too. Cross- Country Taxis A UNIQUE sort of long distance transporta tion has been in operation for some time. The system is sponsored by the Reed-Auer Motor Lines. They have late model Cadillac and Lincoln limousine sedans which they send over an established route from Chicago to Detroit. The cars are privately owned and driven, and there's all the comfort and pleasure of a private car. All cars are insured. In many cases the owner-drivers are well-known Chicagoans and Detroiters. Many of them have been previously identified with invest ment houses, banks and various other business enterprises of the two cities. The times, you know. The Reed-Auer service really fulfills a great economic need. It provides an income for those whose high-priced motor cars, formerly employed for personal use, could not otherwise be made to yield an income, and gives pleasure — and business — travelers a more eco nomical form of transportation with all the dignity and comfort obtainable. The cars are not painted nor plastered with signs to label them as common carriers; on the contrary, they are quite neat and proper in appearance. ^Anticipation A LOCAL penthouse owner had planted, several months earlier, a young buck of a tree. He tended it carefully and it grew beautifully under his meticulous care. It was a peach tree, by the way. He watered it at proper intervals and messed around with the soil in which it was planted, stirring it up and tossing in specific amounts of expensive ferti lizer. It really did quite well, and its master was justly proud of its growth. "By Jove, Emily," he said to his wife one morning just after he had given the little tree its daily dose of cod-liver oil or whatever it is one gives trees, "Every time I look at this peach tree it fairly makes my mouth water." "YEAH, BUT I LIVE IN OAK PARK." April, 1932 17 MRS. BYRON S. HARVEY, JR. Her active interest in the theatre and its affairs has lent to her writing — a recently adopted avocation — a delicately dramatic quality rarely met with in contemporary light fiction. 18 The Chicagoan "What Are You Doing Now?" A Completely Oldfashioned Reply to a Distinctly Modern Query By Kathleen Harvey DORIS had come to Chicago as a bride. The first few months of her wedded life she had been more or less exempt from questions about her activities. Brides are generously granted a furlough to furnish their homes and write thank-you notes. She made friends easily, which wasn't hard to under stand. You looked once and found her rather pretty, you looked again and discovered dis tinction, and when she smiled you thought her charming. Her conversation wasn't brilliant but it rarely bored anyone. The women, see ing she was a collector of neither husbands nor bachelors, wondered what she would "take up." One had to express oneself some way, of course. . Doris was amazed to find how varied were her friends' endeavors and how almost bitterly they rivalled one another for originality. Alice Handley and Jerry Schmidt went regularly to a school of painting, where they did cacti and cumquats on a purple plate and an occasional nude (woman) . Barbara Werdon had always loved sewing and was taking lessons in cutting to create gorgeous gowns inspired, mostly, by Paul Poiret. There was apparently an affinity between bridge and cooking, because the ones •who went to domestic science school in the morning invariably had Mrs. Lerris in the afternoon for a stiff hour of Culbertson. Most of the good-looking women were en gaged in the several dramatic outlets in town. None of them were paid. The few who had become professionals and received salaries weren't half so pretty. Interior decorating, thought Doris upon looking around, had been decidedly neglected, by the women at least. But to study it merely to beautify one's own house wasn't worth while and the current de pression made it futile as a road to fame and profit. Dieting, as a vocation, was waning in popularity. It was so much nicer to talk about pioneer meals and how far chipped beef and a tin of cocoa would go. There were some who held jobs of various kinds, glorified salesladies, who brought in smart clientele, vague secretaries, travel ex perts. Many of them needed the money and these were jauntily making a success of their work. The greater number devoted a certain part of their money, a large part of their time, and their full names to the charitable institu tions who were trying to stave off hunger from thousands of poverty-stricken families. "What are you doing now, Doris?" Doris went home feeling miserable and utterly useless. She sat down in her sunny bedroom and gazed disconsolately at her goldfish peacefully swimming around. At least she had always supposed they were peaceful. She wondered stupidly if any of them was pursuing some mysterious, aqueous line of endeavor. She was strongly tempted for a moment to read the book she had taken out that morning at Jo Godair's. She consid ered having her hair shampooed and set. Be fore the depression that had always been distracting. Then the thought came, "A gold fish, that's all I am, nothing more nor less than a goldfish, and not half so pretty." The evi dent emptiness of her life had never occurred to her before, but now she resolved first to formulate an answer to the horrible question and then to find what would logically be her best field. Sparring with time for herself she made up a limerick: There was a young lady named Dorus, Who didn't want to dance in the chorus, The idea of painting, Set her to fainting, And so she continued to horus. Doris was soon absorbed in Bright Future. While she is thus occupied it might be fun to see just what Doris is good for, if anything. It's only fair for you to give a little construc tive criticism, for haven't you all said at one time or another, "What does that girl do with her life; she must be so bored, and there isn't any excuse for being bored these days, my dear." Doris is very likely the one girl you have never heard complain of boredom, but, no matter, you know she is. In the first place, her husband is able to support her quite comfort ably. If she got a job she could have "town and sports ensembles, dinner frocks with cinema jackets, a couple of grand evening dresses, and a becoming hostess gown or two," which Coty's advertisement says you have in your closet. She could afford a butler, per haps, and theatre parties, lots of things. But Doris has a strange idea that earning money to provide her own luxuries would lessen her husband's interest in his own business, con trary to the great spur theory. Dilettante psy chologists might say she is unconsciously camouflaging her own innate laziness. How ever, she probably is fated to be forever a cus tomer, and even the society columns now report how amusing and eccentric, not to say annoying, customers are. As to the reputed educational value of a job, it is doubtful if Doris would find more about what is vaguely called human nature from Rose, the stock girl, than from her friend Janice Clifford (Mrs. Hornsby, J., 3rd). Apparently human nature goes incognito in the frosted strata. Life is to be found in a tenement, a one room flat, or the cheapest alcove of a fairly smart apart ment hotel. You might generously excuse Doris from bridge and cooking lessons. She plays a suffi ciently good hand and, given a recipe, can cook without creating the chaotic kitchen of a movie heiress reduced to poverty. Her only defense for not expressing herself artistically is that no one ever produced a masterpiece without wanting to. To charity she gives as much as she and her husband can afford. She might take up entertaining celebrities — not personal friends, naturally — professional host essing. Unfortunately, she hasn't enough savoir-faire and isn't quite stupid enough to make a really burning success of that. So as yet there is no satisfactory solution for the poor girl. Doris and Jack are so dull to you that it would be to your interest, also ex tremely kind of you, to offer a suggestion. Unfortunately there is a sad and disappointing denouement to all this. A few days after Doris had learned the hollowness of her life, she went to the doctor. He settled her activities for some little time to come. Doris and Jack were embarrassingly happy. So don't feel sorry for them any more. April, 1932 19 "Give Them a Big Hand" A Scolding for the Snippety Little Article By Courtney Borden ARTHUR, you certainly stepped your foot into the wrong place this time. Did *" you do it for a good reason, or because on that particular morning you were a trifle out of sorts due, perhaps, to your "monumen tal work on three generations of German prima donnas" — and decided therefore to vent your anger on someone else? Certainiy you didn't imagine that one "snippety little article" could revolutionize our Chicago newspapers? I ask -why you did it because you have un wittingly, or perhaps wittingly, stepped on the toes of those who have generously spurred on ward first and second novels of yours with at least one edition of free publicity. In other words you have kicked several gift horses in the mouth. We both know that writing anything, with a pencil clutched between second and third finger as we sit indoors and try to think, while others are outside enjoying life, is about the most trying labor in the world unless we are interested — or fired, as they say, by a hidden spark — in what we write. And how could any one be really interested in the births, mar riages, dinners, and deaths of names — names — names, families we have never seen and per haps would never care about seeing? But we all have to meet the doctor's and grocer's bills. You certainly must have overheard promi nent committee women telephoning the editors of those same maligned society columns at vari ous times for various favors concerning vari ous charities. And what answer have they in variably received? You know the answer, as well as I do, "Yes, Mrs. Astor-Bank, we will do all we can to help." And they kept their word, giving the usual publicity for Mrs. As tor-Bank and her associates' good work. So ciety editors understand that charity news fol lowing upon charity news chokes their columns with indigestible details, like filling up on too much starch. And I hazard a guess that many of these favors go unthanked: that is, un- thanked in all but the word, since a majority, perhaps, of the same women who plead for charity publicity begrudge those editors the slightest news of real interest concerning them selves and their friends. What if the columns should describe too effulgently a very grave chinchilla robe with mink trimming? The writers are merely employing the age-old method of "slanting" their material to carry out the orders of a higher-up editor and, last ly, to "satisfy" the reader. The reader is not always he or she who might ever possess a similar one, or even catch a glimpse of this gorgeous mantle. Higher-up editors might be blamed, in the same way we might blame the new editor of Harper's for the particularly dull short stories he has suddenly begun to perpe trate on us. If I should ever have to write a society col umn I would most certainly keep a black-list, marking down the names of those who deserve Note: The Society Column, by Arthur Meeker, Jr., "A Snippety Little Article to End All Snippety Little Articles," appeared in the March issue. to find themselves thereon. When they on the black-list, thinking of favors that might be done for them, should call, I would say to my self: "Not today, old girl!" And to her, "Thank you, we will see if we can get it in in time; but you know Ann Whizzenbottom is being married tomorrow and my column is already — etc." Now as for yourself, my dear Arthur, you would deserve a large place on this list. In fact, when your next book — about those prima donnas — slides off the press, you would never get one single free comment. I would charge you for any account of it, good or bad. All of us know what free advertise ment can do for a young book as it emerges virginally from the press. It is as though a debutante had received a dozen orchids from a man she met but the night before. A dozen orchids would send her out into the world with a smile on her lips, a shrug of her shoulders. and a twinkle of assurance in her eye. A book, conceived by a well-known Chicagoan and not given even honorable mention in our generous local newspapers, would start life with a decidedly inferiority complex. Inferior ity complexes do dreadful things to books — as well as to the already timid debutante. So don't you see how courageous we rrr'ght say you were to tell your feelings as you did in print, with the birth of a new book in the offing? Please let me add also, that I was horrified by your criticism of the "Women's Sections" which in your opinion have reached such Gargantuan proportions. You have apparently never been a small town or suburban woman worrying over the per plexing questions of dress, and with no means of keeping yourself in touch with a smarter place of living, other than the women's pages of big city newspapers. An advertisement dis play of hats and new spring dresses with neces sary coats and accessories would, for instance, satisfy this matron as to what she should wear at any season of the year when strolling down Main Street. Her taste would be guided by the more cosmopolitan taste of the larger city. Chicago, you understand, is Paris for people in small Illinois towns — and towns in other states as well. As an example, I have been living; for six months on a Southern plantation. Now, if it were not for those fulsome women's pages, I would not today have the slightest idea as to whether the new spring hat should roll on the left side and fall half way down the back, or come to a point over the right eye and there fore drip with gay sprigs of flowers. Nor would I know whether the trimming should be in tones of red, white and blue to honor George W — or in values of green for the past St. Patrick's day. I see, too, that the waist lines can be well up under the arms or just touching the hip. Sandals have complete ly out-moded the plain slippers I have been stupid enough to wear in the evening here all winter. Becoming suede jackets are in vogue at reasonable prices and spring coats shove up close around the neck so that we will not be "held up" on Michigan Avenue as we go by with our imitation pearls circling two or three times round an otherwise bare neck. Don't you see now, that I could not possibly start off from here on a trip through the Vir ginia gardens, later followed by Washington and New York, if I had not folio-wed care fully the pages you have so mistreated? Per haps, if each news journal offered a page chucked full with "What the Young Man Should Wear on May Day" you would be more pleased? Regarding the little human articles as to how to hold a husband, how to teach wayward children to heel, and how best to cook spinach so "the youngsters" will actually believe it is broccoli, or how to take care of ourselves when we stub a toe; these home-truths are always good free advice. Dorothy Dix I never miss. Antoinette Don nelly is positively invaluable. These two com bine philosophy of life and physical perfection and — in small town or great city — what more could our lady desire? Or gentleman — either? Possibly I have guessed which society column has annoyed you the most with its adjectival and lengthy disserta tions on everything under the sun except com ing to a definite point about anything? It is undoubtedly far more interesting to read straight-away accounts of dinners and lunches given by the important ones, rather than long padded eulogies on vague and rambling sub jects. I agree. For, after all, we all like to hear of the actual gaieties of our fellow citi zens. Come down here on a plantation, where cotton fields and cabins and azaleas and mag nolias are your horizon, and you will see the fun it is to follow the whereabouts of Mr. and Mrs. Society. I do admit, though, that this recent and flowery stuff is desperately bad. Yet, remembering the favors given by so ciety editors to us all in the past, I would never think of treading on their toes the way you have. Because, you must remember also, that for all the time they spend concocting these daily slices of life in so-called "society" each one would undoubtedly far prefer spend ing the same amount of labor creating a lengthy novel wherein they could expand their emo tions and tell fully, — and at last! — what they really think about these same people whose names as news must bore them hopelessly as well as bother their sleepless nights. And the black-lists? They are probably al ready made. From now on you may head all. So, I say, stealing the slogan of the bill boards, "Give them a Big Hand — They Satisfy." 20 The Chicagoan MRs- JOHN BORDEN er Winter holiday at Glen- • xhe Borden plantation )iear O Grenada, Mississippi, has beg^j j "evoted in large part to a j°nhcoming hoo\ and to the anting demands of fashion able m"gazines for articles pics of smart interest PAUL STONE'RAYMOR, LTD. EASTER WORSHIP A Slightly Cynical Sidewal\ Impression of the Annual Procession, by the Unregenerate Sandor Taste and Autobiography | AM inclined to believe that Autobiography says good-bye to "taste." The nature of the genuine thing is not and will not be in keeping with our best standards of private life — no mat ter how reticent. Why Autobiography if re ticent? Why not leave the matter to such Biog raphers as come along? A man's "reticent" Autobiography would be, really, only Biography biased by himself, or an essay on himself. The least any autobiographer can do to square himself with his readers or himself is to lay his cards — his life in this case— on the table, so to speak. No light matter. His opus must have the authority of his own in timacy with his own experience — not only pro but con. No doubt the poor man who writes about him self would do well not to inform the general reader of personal matters in which only in timates know he is askew or aslant or he him self knows how ignoble or inglorious he is. . . . And harder, by far, others are involved the mo ment he takes his pen in hand, even though he concerns himself only with the ambiguity he is pleased to call his own soul. I do not mean the autobiographer should bawl the truth. No, the poor dupe is chiefly familiar with facts anyway. He is, in spite of himself, in his readers' hands so far as this affair goes with truth, but he should be fair with his facts or not start. That is what is the matter with Autobiography as a work of art. And why usually it is, instead, recitation, defamation, ex purgation , or dramatization- with some axe to grind. All this together, in some degree, is auto biography, seldom simple, never quite candid. Then ¦why write one? Well, I think only one who has been gratuitously twisted and maimed by publicity, or deliberately misrepresented to his fellows, and in consequence has had to hunchback his way through life, or one who has given his life, free ly, to a great cause, or one who can make his life, such as it is, honestly interesting, useful or beautiful to his fellows, should be allowed to try. If he can do all these — and this is true auto biographic ambition — his enterprise is ruined by the "taste" that runs as the product of pride and current social standards unless his life has been lived in "taste." Mine has not. Social standards, even as to decency, change. They are always changing. The genuine Autobiography stays. As for the squirming of the victims, victim ized by propinquity, relationship or imagination with the hapless one urged to unseemliness and indiscretion to get the hump off his back, or get it on straight, or get an idea over, or simply make something beautiful, well, if he has been careful with his sense of proportion in the cir cumstances to be just to them, what can they do but squirm and sue, the autobiographer be ing what he is? The shame of any hurt is not theirs. It is his. They suffer through him. Good taste! Ruefully this unwilling penman conscientious ly bids you good-bye. When my own taste would move me to leave something out, my con science would say, put it in. When conscience would prick and say "take it out," the artist in me would say "no, it is essential to the balance of the whole." And I confess the artist has so far run with the man that when I, that man, protest, I stand small chance of winning in any argument as to ways and means or even ends. To sustain this attempt there is only the artist's sense of right, that has destroyed so many a man, good and bad, and a feeling that perhaps is no more reliable where Autobiography is concerned than in mat ters of Art and Architecture. Frank Lloyd Wright, Taliesin, August, 1931. FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT The distinguished architect whose auto biography swept from the Scribner presses across the front pages of the nation is photographed in a visit to his old studio in the Auditorium Tower, now the wor\shop of the s\illed Sandor and associates. The trenchant mono graph at left was written as Mr. Wright began wor\ upon the story of his life. ?J D W > o P D £2 O -> o H E CO M w 2 2 ffi P £ « o w * n £ Sn n h » ffl J w < < s s * *- y • I5S3 I S 5 « i-l < to H 6SSS w 3 CO -p. ~ >- » 3 H I s I sf ^ Q 5; oi g ° •* s £2 - „• w ^ S © H o q co S 9 ^ w Q < l-1 53 35 (*« h O p w 2 o D « gj 5 "= N >- < M S ° £ X O f-. W H O co OS co r: os o m g S 3 P « w " 3 Iz OS s o w 3 - co M o ™ D O W 5 g.* K 2 ^ q a £ d £ O W J) < u Z a PUTTING THE UNIVERSITY ON THE MAP From Harper to Hutchins; from Fair to Fair; from 1893 to 1933 — this map, by Betty Fisher, "22, has just been published in four colors by the University of Chicago Alumnae Club. Treasure An Exploration of the Castle on the I. C By Ruth G. Bergman (i TT'S no particular kind of collection," 1 the owner says, '"It simply represents -*- what two men have liked." And the visitor looks around, gasps, pinches himself and makes all the other approved tests to determine whether or not he is dreaming; for what these two men have liked are famous paintings, bronzes with a past, guns, rare Oriental rugs, Assyrian reliefs, antique musical instruments, ship models, carved ivories, odd ments of furniture, armor, lances, spears, swords, halberds, daggers, rapiers and other whatnots designed to make the world safe for autocracy. No less astonishing than this assemblage of treasures itself is the fact that it has taken up its permanent residence in Chicago, at Forty- ninth and Lake Park Avenue, where the Illinois Central trains to the right of them, the surface cars to the left of them, volley and thunder. Numberless passengers on both have thrust their heads perilously out of the win dows and have bumped their noses against the panes the better to see the formidable castle which houses this collection; and thousands, probably, have advanced different theories as to the purpose of the stronghold. The Chicagoan is therefore pleased to announce the fact — which none has ever tried to con ceal — that it is owned and operated by Mr. George F. Harding and contains a collection of some of the finest collections in the country. Mr. Harding is referring to himself and his father, the late George F. Harding, when he explains that the scores of objets d'art represent no particular hobbies or objects of scientific research but are merely things that "two men have liked." What most astonishes the visitor is not that these men knew so well what they liked but that they discovered the existence of so many objects to their liking. Every one of the galleries contains pieces from the four corners of the earth and makes one think that there must be a hitherto unsus pected fifth corner. Mr. Harding, Sr., began the collection many years ago. Perhaps it just growed, but unlike the Topsies of the world, it didn't stop growing when it reached matur ity. The son has carried on his father's inter est and has applied such modern methods to collection that he is in communication — tele graphic, telephonic — and, who knows? perhaps telepathic — with collectors everywhere, and normally spends four months a year scouring Europe for treasures to bring back to America. The collector who built a castle on the Illinois Central last year took an airplane to the Rhine. 1 he Harding residence at 4853 Lake Park Avenue is a substantial reminder of the days when a man's house was his castle — and looked it — and multi- family buildings were tenements, not apart ment hotels. Big as it is, however, the Hard ing collection long ago filled it to capacity and overflowed into, the garage, remodeled for the purpose and connected -with the main building by that bridge that has interested many passers- by. When the sides of the former garage began to bulge Mr. Harding built another ad dition. That now has standing room only and if the collection continues to grow — as it prob ably will since Mr. Harding's love of his sport shows no signs of diminution — the augmented house will be in danger of outgrowing its lot. Its latest addition harks back in spirit to the days when knighthood was in flower. One might easily imagine a maiden in distress atop the windowless, circular wall beseeching some gallant to flip off a street car and come to her rescue. This impression is heightened by one rather eerie interior where the presence of many knights in shining armor is enough to alarm any timid maiden. Yet they are harm less fellows, standing around idly on pedestals or bestriding life size hobby horses, merely modelling plate armor as if they were taking part in a medieval style show. Every suit, however, has a pedigree. One juvenile dummy sports a steel import that Queen Victoria gave as a birthday present to the ten-year-old Crown Prince Friedrich Wilhelm. A full grown stuffed shirt is wearing the armor of Maximilian the Great. Most of the suits appear sans occupants and there are enough of them to equip the knights of more than one round table. One of the prizes of the collection is a marvelously em bossed Russian suit, one of the first to come out of that country. Fallen monarchies are the most fertile source of supply; so Mr. Harding now expects Spain, as well as Russia, to be opened up to the collector of armor. Two of his strongest competitors for these rare and incredibly costly plums are Clarence Mackay and the Metropolitan Museum. William Randolph Hearst also picks them up. Of the sixty-four authentic suits of armor in this section of the country Mr. Harding owns sixty-four, all of romantic history and the finest workmanship. Some are no heavier than a football uniform and more flexible than a dress shirt and all bear witness to the fact that the armorer's craft was an art. Round about their baronial hall are also a complete assortment of arms: lances, spears, rapiers, sabers, daggers and swords, with deadly blades and hilts like the finest costume jewelry. Firearms, too, appear in the collection. Few gangsters are likely to have bigger arsenals though theirs may be better adapted to the crime needs of 1932 than Mr. Harding's store of archaic weapons in cluding such things as swords that shoot, canes that stab and wheel-locks and flint-locks whose chief value is decorative and associational. Cannon balls set in the exterior walls and war paintings hung inside add to the military aspect, but Mr. Harding denies that he is chiefly interested in objects pertaining to the manly arts, in witness whereof he can show an exquisite tapestry, a houseful of rare Oriental rugs, and a group of musical instru ments. Among the latter are clavichords, harpsichords and a piano upon which Liszt composed much of his music. On the walls are many valuable canvases including a Van Dyke and two Ruben's. Projecting from the balcony that surrounds one of the large halls are a number of figure-heads from the prows of ancient vessels. Egypt is represented by a mummy and a spare coffin. In another room are the collapsible bed which Napoleon took with him on numerous campaigns and the stationary four poster of Marshal Ney. A bronze door, fine old wood carvings, an ivory shrine, a battle rattle, chain shot, Czar Nicholas' catalogue of armor, meet the daz zled eye of the visitor. What the serious collector collects in his lighter moments is evidenced by the series of war posters which Mr. Harding has hung in his own living quarters and the rack placed carelessly in a corner of one of the galleries containing scores of walking sticks with heads that bite and ferrules that shoot, canes set with electric lights or filled with cigarettes or capable of opening up into a playable violin. Just as Mr. Harding has bought those things which pleased him, go he has followed no set scheme in arranging them but has scattered them through the rich, tapestry hung rooms of his house with an in formality that makes even the mummy and Maximilian's armored double look rather cozy. The one exception to this is the knight who keeps a lonely vigil behind a stout wooden door in a made to order dungeon built on the most uncomfortable medieval lines. In spite of Mr. Harding's evident catholicity of taste, it is certain that the middle ages have taken a strong hold on his imagination as shown by the great stone hall where his armor-clad knights hold sway, and by his delight in a steep, enclosed circular staircase such as feudal householders found convenient for purposes of defense. However, he admits no greater interest in one part of his collection than in another (what he prizes most is usually what he bought last or what he intends to buy next) and certainly there is nothing medieval about his technique. He made his latest swing around Europe — where he generally spends the summer months — in the private airplane that he had built to his party's order and took with him back and forth across the Atlantic as nonchalantly as if it had been an extra suitcase. W^hen not em ployed in treasure hunting here or abroad, the white and gold plane is garaged — or hangared? — at the Municipal Airport. A small model of it hangs suspended from the dining room chandelier in the Harding home. During the four months which Mr. Hardine; usually spends abroad (Continued on page 64) April, 1932 25 Personal Intelligence A Note on the Society Column and Some Notes on Society By Caroline S. Krum FOR some time I've had an Idea in the back of my mind. (In my youth that was a dangerous remark to make, for someone was almost certain to say brightly, "Be kind to it; it's in a strange place." Or to make the equally offensive suggestion that the speaker was boasting. I trust that the rest of my generation has grown older — and more polite — along with me, and that the habit has been given up.) As a matter of fact, I have two Ideas, both of them having to do with the running of a society column. In one way they differ from those expressed in these pages last month by young Mr. Meeker, who aired his views on the subject with amusing frankness — myself, I am not averse to an occasional flavor of dinner table chatter in a society column. But in two ways our opinions run parallel — that such a department should be exclusive, in the snootiest sense possible, and that it should inspire the reader's imagination. Several years ago, one of the hardest boiled of Chicago editors said that if he had his way, there would be only twelve names mentioned in a society column during the course of a year. If that wouldn't make a neat and defi nite outline for the social boundaries, then nothing ever would. There was a sardonic gleam in his eye as he made the remark. Of course, he was exag gerating. But I knew what he meant. And I agreed with him. There are many more than a dozen families here whose activities, hospitalities and contri butions to our social, civic and cultural de velopment — to say nothing of birth and breed ing — have entitled them to an assured place in that intangible group known as Society. Some of the names have always been on the roster. Others have been added (and rightly) since the pioneer days when more than a few of the founders of today's f. f. v.'s clerked in hard ware stores, measured bolts of cloth behind a counter or otherwise assisted in the establish ing of the various industries that have made Chicago the great center that it is. For more than a generation, such names as Field, Palmer, McCormick, Ryerson, Aldis, West, Blair, Rumsey, Hibbard, Buckingham, Hammill, Carpenter, Winterbotham, Hubbard and Wentworth have played important parts in Chicago's social history. But to argue that these are the only names on the list would be to admit an ignorance of things as they are in this day and age. Just as in the other metropoli of the world — London, Paris, Washington, New York, Vienna, Rome — the changing times have wrought many changes in Chicago's interests, reactions and social policies. The old circle has widened and new circles have been formed within and without its borders. Charm and wit are more attractive drawing room assets than austere elegance. Good manners and kindliness are still essential, but in a simpler form than during the days of crepe paper lampshades and cut glass punch bowls. As to the stimulating of a reader's imagination and curiosity, why not, after weeks of a series of hand-picked names, set aside one day when no actual names are used (without malice and with considerable forethought)? As, for instance: "Mr. and Mrs. A. B- C. gave a dinner last night before the Charity Ball. Among their guests were the P. D. Q.'s, who have recently returned from a cruise in the West Indies; the G. G. G.'s, who are here for a visit on their 1 PAUL STONE'UAYMOR LTD. MRS. JAMES H. TATMAN Who too\ prominent part in the Ken wood Social Service Club fashion show and dinner dance at the Shortland way to Paris, and two of Chicago's most popu lar — and perennial — bachelors, Mr. X. Y. and Mr. X. !Z. Mr. Y was as caustically amusing as he always is when his surroundings are pleasant and inspiring (his dinner partner was the sprightly Mrs- D. E. F.) and Mr. Z. was showered with congratulations on his latest novel, 'Water Front.' " "The X. X.'s are spending this month in town at the Embassy hotel, and will open their house in the country early in May. We hear that the house is being entirely done over and that Mr. X is negotiating for the purchase of a certain handsome yacht, which may — or may not — mean that the depression is neaiing an end, at least as far as they are concerned." "One of the best stories of the season has to do with the early morning inertia of a cer tain Chicago debutante, whose older sister dropped in to see her just before noon the other day, only to find the pretty bud being fed her breakfast by her devoted maid. On being questioned as to whether, after a series of late parties, there was anything that the bud could do for herself, the maid answered, after a slight hesitation, 'O yes, Mrs. Blank, she fastens her own garters!' " Just imagine the imagination that such a set of paragraphs would inspire! Seriously speaking, however, I fancy that there are many of our social leaders who would be delighted with such an arrangement, and for anything but a frivolous reason. In these gangster-ridden days, a picture in the paper or mention in a society column is all too frequently followed by a kid napping threat, a highway holdup or the loot ing of some beautiful and expensive mansion. A few years ago, one of Chicago's very well known business men sent out a special plea to all society editors not to mention his children again in the paper. Not because he had any personal objection to seeing their names in print (although he is a modest and retiring gentleman and the sight never gave him any particular thrill) but because when ever they were written up, he received a letter threatening their safety, which drove him and his wife nearly frantic 'with anxiety. His bankroll was — and is — sizeable enough to stand the expense of extra watchmen at his vast Lake Forest estate, but nothing on earth could compensate for the worry concerning his chil dren's welfare. Often these letters are sent by fanatics who have no intention of committing any of the crimes they suggest, but as the whole world has seen in the past month, the terrible danger is too close to allow of any real peace of mind. Three times within the past two years, rob bers have broken into north shore houses with in a few days after descriptions of them — or of their owners — have been used in society articles. These discomforts are far from imaginary, nor can they be purely coincidental. If, as a certain editor puts it, our rich and mighty are getting gunshy regarding personal publicity, who can wonder? They do not want to be disobliging. They certainly do not want to be discourteous, and a reasonable request for news from a man or woman working hard to earn his daily bread and butter is, and proba bly always will be, granted. But the situation is difficult at the moment, both for editors and the world of fashion. Turning to more pleas ant subjects, the article, Cone for the Day, written by John Coleman, Jr., which appeared in the Atlantic Monthly for March, has caused no end of cheerful and highly complimentary comment. Going in town on the train a day or so after the magazine came out, I saw no less than three copies of it being read, each commuter having turned to page 307 to start reading. Mr. Coleman says that he has decided to spend the Depression in the bosom of his fam ily, and having tried the experiment for some time, recommends the idea to all able bodied husbands. He has joined the ranks of the un employed, only insofar as the busy marts of trade are concerned — let any householder stay at home for a few days (Continued on page 74) 26 The Chicagoan BARBARA NEWBERRY This lovely Chicago girl went on the stage when most of her friends were matriculating in high school. Her novitiate too\ the form of study with TVLerriel Abbot and of winning a prize for possessing the most beautiful legs in the world. Then Ziegfeld truly glorified her by giving her a part. She now appears as a seasoned performer in The Blue Mask. One might venture to say that Carl Randall, who has danced with some of the most beautiful women on the stage, has never had a more attractive and agile partner. Two classes of men are no end \een about the character played by Miss Teeman in Counsellor-at'Law; those who have per fect secretaries and those who have not. To the former she is an actress perfect in part; to the latter she is the materializa tion of an unfulfilled desire. Dar\ly- beautiful, deeply emo tional, quietly poised, this Chicago girl stands on the threshold of fine and thoroughly deserved achievement in the theatre. Lent's Venial Sins And a Few Passing Comments on Congressman Sirovich By William C. Boyden YOU never know what is Just Around the Corner. Consider the dramatic critic. He goes to sleep one night, a quiet, God-fearing man who only asks a couple of seats in the first row and an hour to pass a hundred muddled thoughts through a type writer into an essay of perfectly clarified and snappily pungent prose. Then he awakes one morning to find that he is in a class with prodi gal Senatorial candidates, superpower mag nates and Red agitators. Congress has been asked to investigate him. Hail Sire-ovich! You have saved a most deserving class of male factors from innocuous obscurity. Were the critics properly grateful? Hard ly at all. Like the slaves that Sirovich ac cuses them of being, they all replied with fragile darts of sarcasm. All? Well, all but the great Tribune, Charles Collins, who drew stout sword and stood like Horatius at the Bridge (was Horatius a Tribune? He should have been), repelling Lars Porsirovich with the lusty blows of dialectic. Hail Charles Horatius Codes! Now that the hailing is all over, let us get down to a case which tends to prove the falli bility, or perhaps the power, of Mr. Sirovich, to wit, the critical reception of Death Ta\es a Holiday. Here is a play of metaphysical con ceptions, definitely intellectual, even faintly high-brow. George Wintz brings it into the Playhouse at cut-rates with an inexpensive cast. Did the critics rush from the theater holding their noses and muttering, "limbur- ger?" No, every one of the boys spilled the ink of praise all over Producer Wintz for putting a decent drama within the means of modestly pursed theater-goers. They said the play was great and the cast nearly equal to the company surrounding Phillip Merivale in the Dramatic League's high-toned production of the same opus. They said Anne Forrest was better than Merivale's leading lady. She was — and is. They said other nice things, and Death Ta\es a Holiday is one of the three plays which attracted enough pagan patronage to survive Holy Week. Again in re Zombie (Adelphi), the ink-stained wretches of the press tempered the wind to the shorn lamb (in fact, to several Lambs, and perhaps a few Friars). In those gay pre-Sirovich days the boys might have leapt with savage and sadistic war-whoops on this somewhat loosely con structed attempt at Haitian ghoulishness. But in deference to the learned Congressman, Holy Week and their own better natures, Zombie was generally treated by the reviewers with tolerant good nature, and in some quarters with restrained enthusiasm. And, as a mat ter of fact, there is considerable chill in mo ments of this spooky charade of voodooism with particular reference to ambulatory corpses. Personally I would have enjoyed more research into the macabre customs of Haiti and less of the time-worn technique of The Bat and its imitators. Particularly, I re sented the musty trick of pinning the guilt on one of the most respected and least suspected characters, instead of on the greasy overseer of the plantation who acted as walking dele gate for the Zombies. Whenever there is a "furriner" in the cast it seems deliberately unfriendly on the part of the playwright to put the blame on one of God's and President Hoover's people. Be that as it may, the racial superstitions and folk-tales used in such corpuscle-congealers as Dracula, Frankenstein and Zombie make far better material for writ ers of horror and thrill than the stories where in the old miser is found dead in the library of the House on the Moor, and Inspector Zilch of Scotland Yard comes in to solve the crime. Pauline Starke has the leading feminine role. There is an essay to be written on why stars of the silent pictures who can not meet the faster competition of the talkies still draw heavily in the so-called legitimate theater. Is it that the masses have nostalgia for the mute and glorious Pickfords and Tallmadges? It might be. In any case Miss Starke is not qualified for even the light demands of Zombie, except in looks. Otherwise, a cast of medium priced mimes register fear, hatred, nobility and ardor with sufficient definition. I am told that the producer is cutting down the overhead by appearing as one of the zombies under un nom de theatre (yes, I got my C in French A). Everybody's welcome cheated on Lent by a few hours and opened the Apollo to a capacity nearly equalling the next day's (Easter, if you have forgotten) rush to the City's churches. By way of in terpolation and in a spirit of irreverence I might quote here the remark of a pious actress who said that, trying to get into a church on Easter, she discovered the meaning of the hymn, Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus. All of which has but the vaguest connection, if any, with Everybody's Welcome. Taken from that comedy of aspiration, Up Pops the Devil, this highly stellated musicale might have been called Up Pops the Gagman. It fairly bristles with the 'wheezes of the day and of other days; some good enough to stand alone; others good because of the efficient plugging of such sapient and stylish perform ers as Frances Williams, Oscar Shaw and Jack Sheehan. And the plot makes a better libretto than one might have believed. Naturally, more emphasis is placed on the doings at Roxy's Theater than in the play where the wife's theatrical employment is merely incorporated by reference. The wife in this case is Har- riette Lake, a shapely and pretty lass who acts a little, the while nicely seconding Ponce de Leon Shaw in some songs which Mr. Shaw makes sound better than they really are. Speaking of songs, how that Williams gal pro jects a ditty! She has the best song, As Time Goes By, and the audience would have let lots of time go by while she was singing it. Ann Pennington (ah, those dear old college days of twenty years ago. Forgive a sentimental old man, Miss Pennington) appears surpris ingly as a character actress, the little Southern girl from the apartment upstairs. She still dances very kneesily. A recitative song, Ta Ta, Old Bean, kids the Noel Coward Britisher and gives Jack Sheehan his best chance. Jack is a hard working and effective comic. The mysterious drunk of the play materializes as an eccentric dancer and grabs four encores. On the whole, a pleasant post-lenten diversion. I liked it. The blue mask (Grand Opera House) is an evening of retrospection. In the first place, it reminds one of The Cir- cus Princess. And why not? It is The Circus Princess. Generally, the cast, the scenery and the costumes conjure up most of the Shubert operettas of the past decade. Particularly, Carl Randall does his magician dance from The Third Little Show; George Hassell wears the identical costume which bedecked him in The Student Prince; Lorraine Weimar has a part on all fours with her chore in Three Lit- tie Girls; Guy Robertson is Guy Robertson. All of which sounds captious. It is not meant to be. The Circus Princess is worthy of revival. Regarding production, one could hardly expect in these hard times to have a revival staged with Ziegfeldian lavishness. And Carl Randall can do his magician dance in many more shows and I will be happy to watch his perfectly timed dancing. As for George Hassell, he can play Lutz in any num ber of operettas and still be one of the funniest men on the stage. Likewise, Lorraine Weimar is one of the drollest young girls who ever sacrificed her good looks in the interest of comedy. Nor can custom stale the sturdy fig ure, blond coiffure and powerful lungs of Guy Robertson. He is Chicago's favorite tenor. We hope Mr. Robertson has the star dress ing room, but there were those in the lobby on the opening night who feared he. might have been supplanted by the horse which held the stage for about ten minutes carrying around various equestrienne members of the Wirth family. The massiveness of the horse also competes favorably with the troup of Merriel Abbott girls who specialize in dances requir ing feats of strength. No excessive brawn, however, mars the blonde beauty of Miss Bar bara Newberry, once glorified by Ziegfeld and currently the agile partner of Mr. Randall. With its rich Viennese music, romantic story, interesting specialties and George Has- sell's comedy, The Blue 7vtas\ should lure a good part of the Messrs. Shubert's operetta trade. A few days will give it a smoothness lacking on the opening night, when the cur tain was still up at 11:30 o'clock. April, 193 2 29 THE KITCHEN CABINET The percussion section of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra caught during a rehearsal. The battery or> \itchen in cludes \ettledrums , snare drums, bass drums, bells, gongs, cymbals and tri angle. Mr. V^/intrich, the gentleman on the far left, has been beating one thing or another for thirty-two years. He now presides at the tympani, the percussion post of honor left vacant by the death of Joseph Zettleman two years ago. The Inevitable Polish Question Paderewski et AL Come in Like Lions By Robert Pollak WHEN a pianist-statesman arrives in his own private car, is received with fanfares and huzzas at the City Hall and treated to a round of dinner parties and brilliantly advertised bridge games, it becomes common discourtesy to write a notice of his concert in terms of pianism alone. It is apparently easier and more discreet to speak in generalities, surrounding an old Polish hero with fat adjectives and a faintly nostalgic perfume. One may run the danger of writing about the memory of Paderewski rather than about Paderewski, but what of it? You can scarcely throw cabbages at the Empire State Building without making an ass of yourself. There are limits to critical objectiveness. But what are you to do if you have never heard the young Paderewski, the immortal artist, peer of Rubinstein and Liszt? What good to you is the atmosphere of literary lavender and old lace or the poise of reminis cence? You must fall back growling upon the ordinary canons of honest criticism, cursing your youth and your infernal conscience. You must admit frankly that the technique of Paderewski, obviously never too extensive, is beginning to break down; that his pedalling would not be tolerated from the average con servatory graduate; that his octave passage- work in the left hand is embarrassing to hear; and that his playing of the Chopin etudes is quite uninteresting and often shockingly inaccurate. You confess to yourself that his deliberate largeness of style is his refuge and his hope. It takes a great general to know when to retreat. Then when you get all this nastiness off your chest you can turn to the credit side of the ledger with an easy mind. You salaam to one of the most magnetic personalities in the history of all the arts. You observe that this is the loveliest, most glamorous tone produc tion in the world and wonder whether its secret, like that of the medieval stained-glass windows, will die when Paderewski dies. You note, in the Liszt B minor Sonata, the solemn poetry of the muffled basses, the infinite languor of the meandering recitative passages. You lose your respect for an age of hustle and bustle. Merrily the pianists roll along. Walter Gieseking has been heard this season in solo appearance with the orchestra and in recital, reinforcing his reputation as one of the world's finest keyboard artists. Gieseking reminds me of most of Wagner's music dramas. He is much better to listen to than to look at. At the piano he tosses him self about like Creatore, his arms whirl like flails. Again he humps up his broad back and buries his nose in the black keys to achieve a startling pianissimo. But Gieseking has no mannerisms. These are not the artifices of the "professor," the ninth-rate virtuoso of the mauve decade. Gieseking's acrobatics proceed from intensity and intelligence. The dis ciplined hand and brain of a hermit lose all contact with the exterior world until the last chord is struck. His superb musicianship he has proved on every expedition into darkest Chicago. His Mozart, with the orchestra, is always dainty, superbly controlled, properly miniature in scope. He hammers away at the Strauss Burlesque with Gargantuan attack, rescuing a deadly piece of student music by the magnifi cence of sheer power. In his recital on March 6 he opened with Bach and Dom Scarlatti and closed with four Debussy Pre ludes. From the Partita No. 2 to Feux d'artifice, the long journey from the harpsi chord to the modern pianoforte. And no pianist in the world can travel the route more skillfully. Gitta gradova of Chi cago, another virtuoso in Mr. Voegeli's galaxy. She returned to the orchestra as soloist this year in the company of the immortals and played like a modern Carreno. She has always been of more musical consequence than the ordinary local conservatory talents, but not until this season has she entered the ranks of the gentlemen whose pictures appear in the piano ads. Her notion of the Saint-Saens con certo bespeaks the salutary influence of Vladimir Horowitz. Their approach to the instrument is not unlike. Gradova has de veloped a brilliant technique that permits no nuance to escape. Her pianism is keen, youth ful and full of manly vigor. She runs away from her orchestra occasionally like an un tamed thoroughbred. But it is probably better so. All in good time she will discover the leisurely sonority of the piano, and she will become a better, perhaps a tamer, pianist. But as she plays today she is one of the most excit ing of our contemporaries. And so to Percy Aldridge Grainger, who was Huneker's "Young Sieg fried of the Antipodes" fifteen years ago and is now a dean of music in a New York uni versity and one of the raciest figures in the musical life of America. He conquered, with Mr. Stock, in the early Delius piano concerto and in his own Danish Fol\ TsAusic Suite. In spite of those fifteen years Grainger breezes into any concert hall with an adolescent con fidence and good-natured honesty that is utterly infectious. His playing gleams with reflections from a buoyant and gracious nature and his musical candor and naivete are delight ful. In his folk-song settings he is no more a pedant than the indefatigable Cecil Sharp, and, as time goes by, it appears that he is doing as good a job of collecting and arrang ing as his master, Grieg. Grieg, Delius and Grainger. There is something unique about the triumvirate so closely interconnected are they in the biology of modern music. It is difficult sometimes to defeat the arguments of those who charge Grainger with a deliberate sensationalism and find his actions too clown ish for the concert hall. The answer lies in the decline and fall of the concert which is usually too dignified for its own good. Grainger hops about from piano to celesta and back again, strikes the piano harp with a little wooden mallet, sets his orchestra going like a single huge percussion instrument, cocks his ear to listen to a folk-song phrase that he likes particularly well, annotates his settings with incredibly prolix prose; in short, does about as he pleases. More power to him. The truly disciplined artist knows none of the conven tional inhibitions of the concert world. And he is usually better equipped to estimate his own talent than you or I. 1 'he orchestra turned in dustrialist for five minutes with a first rendi tion of Mossolow's Soviet Iron Foundry, one of those ruthlessly realistic modern works like Prokofieff's Pas D 'Acer and Honneger's Pacific 231. The audience was amused and at least one gentleman in back of me was frankly envious. He was probably in the steel busi ness himself and has nothing to do these days but go to concerts. Mr. Stock also offered a first Chicago performance of Sibelius' Sym phony No. 4. This is music that demands extended comment. It sings with the wild poetry of the north and is scored with power ful imagination and mature skill. Like much of the Finn's music its phrases are often grop ing and tentative. The promise of sound musical ideas*'fails of ultimate conception. I believe that Stock will do better with it an other time. To relieve it from its own incon- clusiveness it requires, to my mind, almost violent contrasts in tempi. As a musical pro jection it died on the vine. Jacques thibaud in truded on the pianists' monopoly long enough to play the Mozart D major Violin Concerto and the Chausson Poeme on the occasion of the twenty-second program. His interpreta tions, as usual, were elegant and precise, lean ing toward the contemplative rather than the passionate. In the concerto his splendid isola tion had Mr. Stock guessing at times for I am sure that conductor believes that in Mozart a little rubato goes a long way. Of considerable significance were two first performances on the program, Max Trapp's Fourth Symphony and Mueller's Two Sym phonic S\etches. Trapp evidently went to school with the last great romanticists but his formative period has long been over. He seems to be vaguely affiliated with post-Straussians like Schreker and Schillings but he has much more to say than most of them. His symphony is crammed with strong themes and its struc ture is as faultless as a piece of fine engineer ing. You may not (Continued on page 72) April, 1932 31 MITZI THE MIMIC Mitzi Green, a juvenile star whose talent and appeal are wholly adult, has crowded eight busily professional years into her total of eleven. She is l\[ew Yor\ born, calls her hong Island home Follywood and confesses a grand passion for Ben Bernie, whose College Inn party in her honor during her Palace theatre engagement won her permission to stay up until three o'cloc\ in the morning. Her latest picture, Girl Crazy, is currently exhibiting hereabouts. 32 The Chicagoan Cinema by the Clock A Day by Day Review of the Movies of the Month By William R. Weaver IN a lifetime misspent in over-exposure to celluloid imagery I find little enough of concrete achievement to sustain these ripening years, yet find that little good. As good as the convenient newspaper listings of feature picture schedules at the principal cine mas, inaugurated after less than a year of pa tient pleading on my part, which is good enough. Good enough to bring you to such a masterpiece as The Man Who Played God at the moment of its beginning, instead of midway in its unreeling, and that is good enough for me. Nor is this the single profit I find in these listings. By reference to them I was able to attend twenty-two exhibitions in the four weeks elapsed since the March deadline by giv ing but eight evenings to the cinema, an aver age of slightly less than three photoplays per evening and slightly more than seventy-five minutes per photoplay. This could not be done (well, to be truthful, I used to call Randolph 5300 for the starting times) before Mae Tinee accepted the suggestion and her contemporaries followed the example. Now it can be done by anybody and everybody dis posed to do so and, depression being what it is, I hope the practice becomes widespread. I have mentioned The Man Who Played God because Mr. Arliss' great picture is the one you should see if you see no other this Spring. It is unquestionably the finest produc tion of 1932 and I'm not sure that there was one as fine in 1931. You cannot have missed hearing about it, if not too much about it, and so I shall not dilute your enjoyment of it — you must go — by saying more. 1 he twenty-one other pictures were as varied in quality as in char acter. Reading my list from the bottom, so that the last shall be first, I find Cheaters At Play, wherein Thomas Meighan and Charlotte Greenwood portray reformed crooks who re form others, to have been good enough to hold a Palace audience freshly rocked by the gusty gaiety of Olsen and Johnson. That's good indeed. A little less may be said of The Bro\en Wing as played by Lupe Velez and Leo Carillo for individual triumphs that do not blend to plot advantage. Spencer Tracy, singlehandedly, is your reason for seeing S\y Devils, or any picture he may disgrace by his smartly vulgar presence. The incomparable Lubitsch distinguished the month with two productions, One Hour With You and The Bro\en Melody, unlike as Paris and Berlin, their settings, yet matched pearls of entertainment. In the former Maurice Chevalier, Genevieve Tobin, Jeanette Mac- Donald and Roland Young make all of the lyric Frenchman's previous starts seem train ing canters. In the latter post-war Germany is unfolded to alien eyes made sympathetic bv the Lubitsch magic and moist by force of narration. I often wonder if Lubitsch must MR. GEORGE arliss as The Man Who Played God die to receive the homage due his generation's supreme talent. The Blonde Captive is the pictorial record of an expedition into Australia and better than most of its kind. Girl Crazy, as rebuilt to the measure of Robert Woolsey, Bert Wheeler and Mitzi Green, is bigger and better Gershwin than the original. In Fireman Save My Child Joe E. Brown unofficially opens the baseball season and closes the discussion as to whether he's a comedian. He is. Lilyan Tashman, Clau- dette Colbert and William Boyd did their best with The Wiser Sex but it wasn't good enough. Nothing would have been. Nor could Nancy Carroll and Richard Arlen keep Wayward out of too familiar ruts. Only Dis orderly Conduct, in which Spencer Tracy proves himself as good as policeman as he is a bandit, saved from complete failure the eve ning made up of these three pictures. As complete an evening as the most movie- minded among you would care to undertake was composed of Dancers In The Dar\, The Woman Commands and A House Divided. The first is a jazz melodrama wherein Jack Oakie, William Collier and Miriam Hopkins keep music and murder merry. The second is Pola Negri's first talking picture and she gives Marlene Dietrich lessons. Walter Hus ton is superb in A House Divided, one of those fishing-village tragedies that leave you wondering if fish are worth it all. The Barrymore boys have a great lot of fun in Arsene Lupin and anyone who doesn't share it with them gets no sympathy from me. After Arsene Lupin the Ina Claire-Madge Evans-Joan Blondell version of The Greeks had a Word for Them is pretty poor stuff. So is The Lost Squadron, piloted by Richard Dix, although I seem (Continued on page 74) April, 1932 33 Urban Phenomena What Goes On Now That Spring Is Here By Virginia Skinkle GOODY, Goody, Goody . . . Spring is ¦ here. We're practically sure of it this time what with robins skipping around Mr. Lincoln's Park and Eaton's Ranch sending us circulars about The West as a playground for a summer vacation. Everyone is buying pussy willows and romping off to the country for the week-ends . . . it's all very gay and jolly. Mim Hamilton has gone to Miami. . . . Mary and Clay Bartlett are in New Orleans .... Dick Gunthorp and Bride have just re turned from Bermuda. . . . Johnson Davis went to a houseparty in Bermuda and discov ered a quaint little English church hundreds of years old and it delighted him so much that he got married in it. Cheerio and all those brief but spontaneous salutary expressions amid waving of flags and blowing of trumpets we introduce the Bride (Mrs. Johnson Davis, to you) we call her "Bobby" and we think she's Grand. We heard a pretty funny story about one of our Bachelors. It seems he went to a din ner party at one of the suburban country clubs. Cocktails kept on happening for so long that he decided a little walk might be a good idea. He seated his dinner partner and departed with apologies and a few hun dred excuses. It turned out to be a cross country hike through fields and over hedges at which point he got lost. After an hour of this he came upon a house. He rang the bell. The butler welcomed him with open arms and led him in to the midst of what was also a very gay party. He had never seen any of the people before, but on account of one of their guests having failed to arrive, they asked him to stay and take his place which he done so. Later on during the evening he found out that he had walked three miles. He departed in his newly-found friend's limousine for the good old country club he had started from. Arriving there at precisely Three-thirty P. X. he discovered the party in the process of breaking up. He explained his prolonged ab sence by saying that he had run into a friend who was badly in need of a walk. He said they had got lost and only just returned. That was all right but everyone wanted to know where the friend was. He said the friend was outside somewhere, he didn't know where but he hoped he would never see him again . . . with which he bowed gracefully and disap peared in a Huff. Kay nelson is singing over the radio. . . . Ray Johnson has moved into a swell new apartment on the south side. • ¦ • Peggy Bissell has a Laurencin we would like to steal some dark night. . . . Louisa Hill is taking the Onwentsia Horses pretty serious ly. .. . Everyone and his Uncle showed up at the Black Horse Troop Polo Game at the Riding Club. . . . Mary Gardner romped to New York last week. Cornelia Otis Skinner married a man named Alden Blodget who is carazy for fires. No matter where he happens to be (even unto Mrs. Gonsweeben's most Important Dinners) if he hears a fire engine all is up, he lopes down the street to the scene of action. He has even been known to dash into Burning Buildings Rescuing Wictims. Robert benchley was walking down Broadway busily brushing his coat sleeve when he turned to his companion and said he thought he would buy himself a Lint Suit and see if he could pick up a little Blue Serge. Someone we know called up, long PAUL STONE-RAYMOR, LTD. JANET KIRK, WHOSE ENGAGEMENT TO ROBERT RIPLEY IS ANNOUNCED distance (very long . . . Philadelphia, in fact) a Follies Girl he had met some place or other and talked from eleven-thirty until Four A. M. The Joke (?) was on somebody else on account of he wasn't at home. Buddy Barnes was told by his mother to hunt for one of the toys he had lost. When she got home she asked him if he had found it. He shook his head and said, "I couldn't find it so I didn't look." A girl we know in the Coat and Soot busi ness got very angry at a Jewish Gentleman she was trading with. They argued and argued growling at each other and saying nasty things. When she got ready to leave she turned to him and said, "With all I've got to do now I have to stop and Hate you." Roller skating is sud denly the most popular sport . . . people gather in mobs and go to rinks and skate in circles. Here, There and Everywhere. . . . Veronese Beatty (who spends all day model ing in clay) in green lace dancing at the Bal. . . . Dotty Morehead in Black and White at the Rubaiyat. . . . Mrs. Theron Chapman (Patty Foresman, to you) whipping down the street in a new navy blue suit. . . . Betty Borden Pirie shopping on a cold day in a mink coat. . . . Flip Curtis running around Saks in Black caracul. . . . Louise Juergens running down the street in bright green wool. . . . Florence Higginbotham and Kay McKenna and Fran Weary lunching at the Woman's Exchange. Have you heard about the woman who got furious at her daughter for going to Speak easies? She promised that the next time the girl was caught in such a place she would be severely punished ... a few weeks elapsed when the mother was telephoned by one of her friends to the effect that her daughter had been seen in the forbidden haunt the previous night. The girl was sent for and delivered a volumi nous speech on the Evils of This and the Evils of That, etc., and on through the night ending with a demand for an explanation of what she had been doing in "That Place." "Oh," said the little girl brightly "only waiting for a SIDE CAR." Now we are waiting for Marion Mitchell's new book . . . we think the title is "Here Is Sylvia." . . . David Burnham's new novel is due this spring. . . . Marty Mann is getting to be an apt photographer and writes that her Bond Street studio is going to be decorated in modern style. . . . Angela Farwell just fin ished a very successful drive for Harper's Bazar. . . . Bob Rasmussen is furnishing a modern bachelor apartment. . . . Jessie and George Artamanoff have moved to North State Street. . . . Have you heard the Mar- lene Dietrich victrola records in German that all of New York is excited about? . . . Skirts are shorter, hair is curlier and white orchids are in great demand for the new smoky blue evening gowns. . . . 'Bye Now. 34 The Chicagoan CHICAGOAN OF THE MONTH I -^Mflkwm D. F. KELLY For distinguished citizenship demonstrated in unflagging devotion to civic and economic affairs affecting the welfare and integrity of Chicago A Bas Relief Cut Directly in Plaster by Oskar J. W. Hansen, Sc. PHOTOGRAPHED POR REPRODUCTION BY TROWBRIDGE AMONG THE VISITING NOBILITY m&" MARIE, GRAND DUCHESS OF RUSSIA LADY BEATRICE WILKINSON OF LONDON THE MARQUISE DE IVANREY OF SPAIN PRINCESS MARIE DE BOURBON OF SPAIN 36 The Chicagoan FETED IN A BRILLIANT SEASON t 1 INEZ DE SORIANO, DAUGHTER OF THE MARQUISE DE IVANREY PRINCESS JOSEPHINE GALIT2INE LADY COGHLAN OF LONDON PRINCESS OBOLENSKY OF RUSSIA PHOTOGRAPHS BY PAUL STONE-RAYMOR, LTD. April, 1932 37 GERMAN HELMETS OF THE FIFTEENTH AND SIXTEENTH CENTURIES FRAMED BY A WINDOW THROUGH WHICH MAY BE SEEN STILL ANOTHER SECTION OF THE BUILDING. CORNER OF ONE OF THE HARDING GALLERIES. THIS IS TYPICAL OF THE INFORMALITY OF THE ENTIRE MUSEUM. THE LISZT CORNER, SHOWING PICTURES OF THE COMPOSER, A LETTER WRITTEN BY HIM AND THE PIANO OF WHICH HE SAID : "ON THIS FINE INSTRUMENT I COMPOSED MUCH POOR MUSIC." GEORGE F. HAf CASTLE ON LAK IT CONTAINS OTHER TREASL AUTHENTIC S THE CASTLE For seventy years, quietly, earnestly, the George F. carrying on for the father, in the unexplained castl has prompted more questions and fewer answers ft commonplace Chicago scene. Ruth G. Bergman's a visit to the castle as guest of its hospti AT THE TOP ARE A PAIR OF CARVED IVORY DUTCH PISTOLS OF THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY. IN THE CENTER ARE A PAIR OF SIXTEENTH CENTURY WHEELLOCK PISTOLS. SECTION OF THE WEST WALL OF MR. HARDING'S CASTLE. THE ROUNDED WHITE STONES BUILT INTO IT ARE CANNON BALLS. 38 The Chicagoan DING'S MEDIEVAL E PARK AVENUE. AMONG MANY RES, SIXTY-FOUR JITS OF ARMOR. CAPTIVE KNIGHT KNEELING IN PRAYER IN A MODERN, SANITARY DUNGEON. MANY OF MR. HARDING'S SUITS OF ARMOR ARE DISPLAYED ON FIGURES SIMILAR TO THIS INTERESTING ONE. COMPLETE GERMAN TILTING SUIT OF THE SIXTEENTH CENTURY, ONE OF MANY SIMILAR EXHIBITS IN THE LARGE, VAULTED STONE HALL ITSELF MEDIEVAL IN DESIGN- ON THE I . C . Harding collection has been accumulating, the son e at Forty-ninth street and La\e Par\ avenue which om passersby than any other street sight in the never rticle in reply to these questions, an account of her able overlord, is published on page 25. BOY S ARMOR WHICH QUEEN VICTORIA PRESENTED TO THE FORMER KAISER WILHELM II, ON HIS TENTH BIRTHDAY. BRONZE ITALIAN DOOR IN MR. HARDING'S HALL OF THE KNIGHTS. IT IS A MAGNIFICENT EXAMPLE OF ITALIAN CRAFTSMANSHIP. THE ELABORATELY CARVED FRENCH RENAISSANCE BED OF MICHEL NEY ELCHINGEN, PRINCE OF THE MOSKVA AND MARSHAL OF FRANCE UNDERNApKE OF April, 1932 39 KENWOOD SOCIAL SERVICE CLUB MRS. HUNTER DICKSON MRS. KIMBALL BURR MRS. GEORGE B. CROSS MRS. B. A. CRONSON 40 The Chicagoan AIDS IN INFANT WELFARE WORK MRS. C. W. DEFEBAUGH MISS ELIZABETH HOFFMAN %§r MRS. JOHN A. LOGAN MRS. WILLIAM S. HUBBARD April, 1932 PHOTOGRAPHS BY PAUL STONE-RAYMOR, LTD. 41 THEODORE ROSZAK — Self Portrait w. vladimir rousseff — Self Portrait I - ¦¦ ¦ ' Iri ,'#¦ igM ][ CLAUDE BUCK — Self Portrait DAVENPORT GRIFFEN — Self Portrait 42 The Chicagoan Events in the World of Art Notes on Recent Happenings in the Galleries By Marguerite B. Williams SO far Chicago has refused to follow the cue of New York in trumpeting American art at the expense of the im ported article. We like to think this is because we are so cosmopolitan, but it may also be be cause the distance from taxes to art is too great — we simply can't get excited about both. This does not mean that we have not had our fling at Americana this season. First it was the haunted New England bed room, then "The Girl Reading" on her Sears, Roebuck sofa. But now with the season on its last lap we seem to be most absorbed in the imported pictures at the Art Institute's two spring "in ternationals" and the newly hung Winter- botham-Eddy gallery. S ince Durer German art has always been tinged with melancholy and hard analysis The German artists' sour but penetrating vision of life has probed the mechanisation of the modern world and they coldly, joylessly turn out their Freudian gro- tesqueries. Our conservatives are calling the print gallery at the Art Institute, where Lange's Children's Carnival and Marcoussis and Kandinsky's abstractions are hanging, the "psychopathic room." A typical plate there takes a shot at nationalism. It is the Hun garian Zilzer's drypoint "School" in which all the children's heads ranged in neat rows are so many corks in ink bottles. One child only has wiggled out — a communist of course. A gaunt and much decorated school master in structs the docile class from a desk inscribed with "Pro Patria" and the air is heavy with the paraphernalia of militarism portraits of Napoleon and other heroes of war. Gross with his grotesque German way of attacking greed and the lusts of the flesh is the sensation of the hour -with the art world. His fat capitalist is even more of a beast than Forain's. We have had one phase of Grosz at Mr. Katz's Little Gallery where his black and whites showed him to be a more versatile and sensitive artist than we suspected : and an other phase is now to be seen at the water color show. The latter deals largely with his satire on the female of the species and male sus ceptibility. To Gross woman is always a vam pire whose world is the beauty shop, the cafe, and the bed room — a topic lurid enough, but the washed out colors are less exciting than the lusty purple-reds of his meat market pic tures of last year. if' In contrast to Gross and his school who veer off toward realism, confusing art with life there are Kandinsky and Klee who kick over the traces in the other direction, mixing painting with music. Kan dinsky explains his disturbing "improvisa tions" to which the Art Institute has recently fallen heir from the Eddy collection as the re sults of "soul states." "Their colors, forms, compositions," he says, "spring from inner har- RICHARD M. CRISLER, Self Portrait monies that set up spiritual vibrations." The weird abstractions of Klee in the water color exhibition, which might be mistaken for the work of children were it not for their refine ment of color, have been compared to the vagaries of Lewis Carroll. French and English art is of course more of an old story to us. At least a few of the French artists continue to have their feet on terra firma. Segonzac perhaps is today's most spectacular exponent of the unrivalled zest and freedom of French art. How enticingly silly is his picture of the parasol and hat on the garden table in the Winterbotham collection or his little etching of the rakish nude kicking up her heels in the sand! The spell of classi cism still reigns in France. But what a different turn Lurcat gives it in his picture of the ruins of Delphi (another new acquisition of the Winterbotham collection) . To the English pursuit of the craft is a joy and an end in itself, and first editions and il lustrations get entangled with aesthetics. But both etching and aquarelle have ancient and honorable traditions in England: the latter it is said flourishes there because of the moist climate, which permits the artist to work longer on his painting before it dries. By her departure for the supposedly more appreciative art center of New York, Helen West Heller has managed to stir up quite a rumpus in local art circles this winter. A devotee of hers on one of the evening papers thinks The Chicagoan ought to do something about it, point out to the Town, I suppose, how cruel we are to let her go — as if Miss Heller were our only genius for whose neglect we are someday going to be sorry! Miss Heller did achieve some original and artistic effects in water color. That medium lent itself to her whimsical color sense. How ever in her oils and block prints she seemed handicapped by an evident lack of training. Of course many great artists have taught them selves but in this day of efficiency the process is unnecessarily painful and wasteful. Until we go on the dole or have the mini mum wage the only hope for artists of Miss Heller's unconventional type seems to be the art dealer — men who like Donald Vestal can laugh at artists' eccentricities and see their work on its own merits. How the dealer is able to shield an erratic painter from his' mis understanding public by keeping him in the background has been brought to light this win ter in the case of Louis Eilshemius, the New York painter. At the age of 68 Mr. Eilshemius, his life work bought up by his dealer, can now write indignant letters to the critics signing himself "The Exalted Potentate of Painting, Supreme Parnassian, Mightiest Mind" and what not. But how perilous it would have been for him to do it at thirty-five! With all our gallery tours and lectures, our newspaper write-ups and exhibitions, the artist and his public remain estranged. But Increase Robinson has tried to bring about a reproach- ment with her own little rogues' gallery. There, as in our gallery of artists' portraits, the artist portrays himself as the playboy, the cynic, or the rake, and he has long ago gradu ated from the old-fashioned school that sought likenesses. Only an occasional painter with an eye to portrait commissions thinks of such things. The two most exciting art events in the offing are Mrs. L. L. Co- burn's exhibition of her French paintings at the Art Institute and the No-Jury exhibition. This will be the first time Mrs. Coburn has shown all of her collection, which when she is in town she keeps stowed away under the bed and in the closets of her room at the Blackstone. But her main joy in life is taking out her pic tures and showing them to her friends and numerous callers. In fact she gets so much fun out of showing people her collection that she could never be persuaded until now (on the invitation of the Antiquarians) to lend it to the Art Institute. As for the No-Jury show, if it follows the example of the New York Independent show, it will offer the public the chance to exchange commodities for pictures. Heroic measures, but they may put "a picture in every home" quicker than the women's clubs slogans. Our American artists have never exchanged paint ings with the trades people as the French have always done with a patissier or a cafe pro prietress. However, I know one artist who paid a bill for obstetrics with etchings and another who trades paintings for oriental rugs. But so far during this strenuous season the artists have depended on cut rates to entice those stray art patrons who have not yet been caught. A round hundred dollars seems to be the popular depression price for an oil paint ing, though I have heard of some portraits that have been painted for much less. April, 1932 43 c * THE WOODEN TILLER GIRLS IN Stringing Broadway, TO BE GIVEN AT THE GOODMAN THEATRE THE WEEK OF MAY 8 THE TATTERMAN MARIONETTES A SCENE FROM The Penultimate Mrs. Whortlebury BACKSTAGE WITH THE PUPPETEERS 44 The Chicagoan The Wood Made Flesh Puppets Inspire Dancers to Look to Their Controls By Mark Turbyfill TO make the flesh wood, or to make the wood flesh. The former has been an in tention of dancers in Chicago in the im mediate past; and the latter is promised for realization in the immediate future. Two Chi cago dancers, perhaps because they are indis putably in the flesh, and because they run little risk of becoming permanently wooden, have contrived with the aid of their dance technic tentatively to become puppets. Berta Ochsner, who has a restless and energetic penchant for changing from one delightful form to another — from Lady Into Fox, from Princess Into Queen, from supple dancer into wooden doll — danced her Puppet Show at the Goodman with perfect illusion. Arthur Corey, two af ternoons later, at the Chicago Little Theatre of the Dance, came forth in his Golliwog's Escapades, making of himself a less stylized and brittle figure, but nevertheless a doll, a composition, say, of wood and paper. Following closely upon Miss Ochsner's agile heels, to appear at the Goodman for a week beginning May 8, a group of dancers frankly and eloquently wooden, will undoubt edly cause dancers who fain would be puppets to look to their controls. This group is a high ly strung set of dancers, and there is satire in their bones. In Stringing Broadway, the full length and full breadth musical revue to be presented by the Tatterman Marionettes, "so phisticated" puppets imitate the dances accom plished by Tiller girls in the "supposedly in imitable flesh," as an eastern critic phrased it when he saw their wood made flesh. There can be no doubt that the Tatterman Marionettes have reached a stage beyond adolescence with the presentation of a smart revue which satirizes the dance, and debunks professional reformers; which steps on the stars of Hollywood, which takes radio for a ride, and, like a well-read wolf in spectacles, tells adults the story of Little Red Riding Hood, first in the manner of A. A. Milne, next in the manner of Mae West, and then in the manner of Eugene O'Neill. The marionette show is perhaps the oldest known form of theatrical art. In spite of its trenchant comment on the politics, morals, and fashions of former times, it seems always to have enjoyed freedom of expression even -when the theatre of flesh and blood actors was rig orously abolished. In the year 1575 a letter from the Privy Council addressed to the Lord Mayor of London authorized "Italian Marion ettes to settle in the city and to carry on their stage motions as in the past and from time immemorial." As an actor of juvenile entertainment the puppet in the United States is no novelty. But now comes the Tatterman Marionettes in their suave and worldly-wise Broadway revue. To the Goodman theatre, famous for its vast sky dome, they will bring their own stage with a diminutive dome scaled down to meet their particular proportions. It was said that Tony Sarg's Marionettes could do anything but draw a salary. But they had not, of course, like the Tatterman Marionettes, learned the tricks of Stringing Broadway. Speaking of musical re vues, with emphasis on the dance, we thank The Band Wagon for the ride. In The Beggar Waltz, mounted upon the revolving stage, Fred Astaire, Florence Chumbecos, and the en semble, gave a fleeting impression of Taglioni and of the days of ballet staged in the grand manner. Although they danced and the scene stood out with the sharpness of a stereopticon view, they modestly held their talents within the scope of a still. To have suggested the stellar glories even for a moment was an achievement. As that magnificent revolving stage rolls on, we salute them en passant, and turn hopefully to the Chicago Little Theatre of the Dance, be its stage ever so tiny. Can Chicago have a dance theatre of its own? What is more to the point, can dancers themselves cease being subjective individualists for a period long enough to establish a success ful theatre? Not the least disheartened by the example set by New York's dancers, two Chi cago dancers are urging their confreres to unite in an expressive and productive association. They are Berenice Holmes and Arthur Corey, dancers with greatly differing back grounds. Mr. Corey won his reputation on the revue stage as well as in vaudeville, and he has a taste for the exotic and fantastic Miss Holmes' ideals are apparently those of the school of classic ballet; and she has often proven the worth of them, notably in the Chi cago Allied Arts, Inc., under the direction of Adolph Bolm. Later she took the position of premiere danseuse in the Bohn Ballet Intime. Indicating the schools from which they have sprung is not, however, to pigeon-hole their talents. For they have not been oblivious of the interesting trend of the modern dance; and they have not failed to make experiments of their own. With the cooperation of Mr. Tsoukalas they have opened a little theatre, where it is their hope that other Chicago dancers of merit will join them in a series of concerts. The little theatre at 218 South Wabash Avenue has many a physical drawback. But the fact that it has a back at all, and some well-known sponsors, is a positive boon. Some of those who have expressed their interest in the found ing of a Chicago Little Theatre of the Dance, where creative experiments can be carried out by those who have the ideas, and the taste for such activity, are Mrs. Janet Ayer Fairbank, Mrs. Mae Rosenwald Herbst, Mrs. Josephine Turck Baker, Mr. Nicolas Remisoff, Mr. John Alden Carpenter. Miss Holmes and Mr. Corey introduced the idea of a Chicago Little Theatre of the Dance with the presentation of a joint concert on March 20. Together they danced two Etudes by Scriabin. Billed as "the preeminent young American dancer," Mr. Corey suggested his Americanism in Harlem, an undulant version of Handy's St. Louis Blues. Harlem was in salutary contrast with the stuffy Martyr, origi nally danced as "A Crucifixion" by Serge Oukrainsky, and the late Andreas Pavley. Miss Holmes expressed her air-minded moder nity with S\yscraper. Her really fine technic measures up to the title of her dance. OO you're going to Yilab? Yilab is prospering this year. It's bigger and better than ever. "Ever" meaning last year, at Berta Ochsner's dance concert. Yilab is an island flourishing in Miss Ochsner's poetic imagination. Last year there were Incantations Against Drought and Against Fever. The na tives dressed without special attention to style, being content with simple goldcloth robes. This year there are Dances of the Women, Rituals for the Dead (in spite of Incantations Against Fever) and Invocations Before the Rituals for the Dead (in spite of Incantations Against Drought) . Now the natives pay much attention to dress, and have their clothes de signed by Lurene Marzolf . Miss Ochsner has arranged these "tribal dances" (to the accom paniment of percussive instruments) with a growing understanding of the richness of Yilab lore. Much of the interest of attending an Ochs ner concert lies in the certainty with which one can depend on going somewhere. Miss Ochsner is a dancing explorer. She explores the mental countries of religious fanatics; the regrets and apprehensions of a princess about to become a queen. She searches out strange meanings in the movements of animals, birds, and fish, and builds a dance of minutely ac curate pictures, or surprising analogies. She penetrates the fantastic pages of David Gar- nett's Lady Into Fox, and dances an hallucina tion. (Shall we expect next season to see Josephine's introspection from A Man in the Zoo woven into a dance?) It is scarcely to be thought that a dancer who has invented for herself the tribes of Yilab would accept ready made a technic with which to perform their dances. Miss Ochsner has al ways shown a distaste for becoming a part of any school but her own. She is not a ballet dancer. Not a Spanish dancer. Not by a process of elimination, but by a few instant glances, one sees that she has something in common with Wigman, and perhaps with Angna Enters. Both of these dancers are rather stormy psychologists. Berta Ochsner may dance her storms of feeling (Flagellante, for example) ; and she is often a psychologist (as in Lady Into Fox, composed for her by Emily Boettcher, and as in Princess Into Queen, composed for her by Robert Wolf). But the intensity of her projection is always lyrical. April, 1932 45 CLIPPER SHIPS IN THE TWENTIETH CENTURY MANNER. FROM THE TIP OF FLORIDA TO THE TIP OF SOUTH AMERICA ROAR THE MIGHTY MOTORS OF PAN-AMERICAN AIRWAYS. A TWO HOUR RUN TO HAVANA FOR AN APERITIF OR A JOURNEY TO ARGENTINE MARKETS IT'S ALL IN THE day's WORK. THE ROOMY INTERIOR OF ONE OF THE CLIPPER CABINS. WIDE WINDOWS PERMIT AN UNOBSTRUCTED VIEW. ENG LISH LOUNGE CHAIRS INVITE RELAXATION AND SPECIAL IN SULATION BENEATH THE WALNUT PANELLED WALLS DEADENS THE NOISE OF MO TORS AND PERMITS CLUBBY CHATS, BRIDGE AND UNDIS TURBED READING. 46 The Chicagoan A WRITING CORNER WITH DESK AND TYPE WRITER IS BUILT INTO THIS NICHE OF THE STINSON CLUB MODEL IN THE CUSTOM BUILT CRUISER DINING BECOMES A GRACIOUS RITE WITH LUNCHEON SERVED AT THE TABLE WHICH LATER MAY BE TRANSFORMED INTO A CARD CORNER. ONE OF THE NEW STINSON PLANES EXHIBITED AT THE AIR SHOW Cloud Trails And Tails of Liners in the Sky By Lucia Lewis iif ¦ ^HEY used to go into a regular hud- 1 die with me. Tell me all about -*- themselves and why they were taking this trip, and ask me everything under the sun, from who built the plane to did the pilot live a regular life. Now they buy their tickets and get out." As the clerk at the air transport bureau de livered a pair of tickets to a pair of elderly women I realized he had summed up the es sential difference between flying five years ago and flying now. They buy their tickets and go up, and no fuss about it. Well, it has taken the wind out of our sails for those of us who thought we were pretty modern and daring to go about our affairs to the tune of a pro peller. There just isn't much excitement about matter-of-fact lawyers and jewelry salesmen and settled clubwomen climbing into planes and munching sandwiches two thousand feet in the air as serenely as at their own dining table. No excitement, unless we look at the back ground which produces this serenity. An in finite checking and rechecking, four or five scientists and mechanics at work on the ground for every one plane in the air, a net work of cautions and weather reports and directions following every pilot by radio. Maybe stunting planes in the movies make you catch your breath, but there's something pretty breathtaking too about a tri-motor roar ing across the country with dots and dashes in the pilot's earphones paving an invisible road unswerving to his destination. And there is something quite breathtaking about the cold fact that in the slumping year of 1931 passenger trans port business shot up 20%, with a record of close to half a million passengers carried. It took more than technical developments and proofs of safety to develop this business. Con venient schedules, conveniently situated air ports, a closely-bound network of routes, lower rates, increased comfort and service all did their share. All the transport companies have cooper ated to work out schedules which permit close connections between plane and plane or plane and train. Routes have been consolidated so that much wasteful duplication has been cut down and gaps on other routes filled in. And just as with the railroads Chicago is becoming the air center of the country, with the trans continental lines, the Canada to Mexico lines, and all the shorter lines criss-crossing here. Plane-train connections from coast to coast are in daily operation by United Air Lines and the leading railroads as well as by Transcon tinental and Western air lines. Or the flight may be hastened even more by taking a plane all the way through. United Air Lines planes leaving Chicago at four-thirty in the afternoon reach San Francisco early the next afternoon. The shorter routes have undergone a sim ilar speeding up. You hop a Transamerican or Century plane in Chicago and three and a half hours later alight in Detroit. Less than an hour more and you are in Cleveland. By Century and other lines you leave Chicago in the morning and reach St. Louis before dusk. And so on to every point in the south, and from there to practically any spot in the West Indies, Central America and South America by Pan- American's tremendous network. Even on the short trips refreshments are now served and stewards and stewardesses are always in attendance. Stew ardesses are employed more and more since the number of women passengers has increased so greatly the past year. The large ships have quite a complete kitchenette arrangement for the concoction of meals on long trips. In night flying the backs of the seats are lowered and since each passenger has his own shades and reading lights he may either sleep or read or do as he pleases without disturbing the others. The passenger lounges in the great long-distance air liners of Pan-American, for instance, are amazingly luxurious and as roomy as Pullman drawing rooms. Cabins are heated in winter and ventilated and clean in sum mer, so that at the end of even a long journey you may be as spotless as when you started. Rates have been slashed and slashed and there is a constant effort to make operations more and more efficient so that fares may be slashed even more. With the average down to about six and a half cents a mile at present and no extra expenses for Pullman with all the meals and other costs of a long journey cut out by speed, this is getting down to a very satisfying level. There is also a decided increase in the use of air express facilities. Century Air Lines rushed so many flower and candy greetings at Easter that the pilots felt like Cupids. When an invasion of the peach moth threat ened to kill a valuable crop a shipment of wasp parasites was rushed by United Air Lines to kill the moth. The Izaak Walton League chartered a plane to carry a ton of alfalfa to starving deer in the mountains and drop it over the dying herd. All sorts of things which must be rushed (excluding a ton of alfalfa perhaps) will be picked up by messen ger and taken to the airport if you call any Postal Telegraph office. Whether you try these services for business uses or just because it's spring and thoughtfulness is in order they are worth remembering. April, 1932 47 April Comes to the Dressing Table Spring Thoughts from Here and There By Marcia Vaughn SUCH a day! The first perfect April morning is as intoxicating as a cocktail. If you're in the country you'll dash out to dig about in the garden and sniff the freshness of spring earth and young leaves. In the city it's harder. There are clothes to look at for exhilaration and room settings to shift for novelty. But the real city parallel for country gardens and budding trees is not in these, it's on your dressing table. You tuck away the luxurious scents that were so smart and exciting in winter and go gardening at the perfume counter. The daily care of skin and hair which so often in winter is a matter of disciplined routine seems so much easier when fresh air, fresh clothes, fresh scents spur us on. The whole thing becomes a gay frolic of tuning up to blend with the new pitch of a new season, and there are so many lovely items striking spring notes for us that it's hard to tell where to begin. The basic harmony is formed by a change in perfumes. In spring nothing seems more delightful than a light gay blend or a pure flower fragrance. The flower fragrances must be really true and piquant, not too sweet. If you shut your eyes and sniff the stopper of Guerlalilas or Guer- larose, you can be transported in a second to a lilac hedge or spicy old-fashioned rose gar den. These flowers are particularly difficult to get into a scent without cloying but these two Guerlain scents do achieve the piquant touch of the real fragrance. Another perfect lilac is Matchabelli's Duchess of Tor\, which wafts the white lilacs of English gardens straight across to us. The very breath of a woodland spring is caught in Gabilla's Violet. Yardley's Orchis is a dis tillation of all English gardens, it seems — a subtle blend of flowers that seems to fit right APRIL SHOWERS IN CHERAMY BATH TABLETS UPPER LEFT; GUERLAIN'S SHALIMAR POWDER AND RETA TER RELL'S BATH SATIN; THE SMALL GALALITH BOX CON TAINS ELIZABETH ARDEN'S CREAM ROUGE; LOWER LEFT, THE JEWEL-LIKE COMPACT BY THE ELGIN WATCH COMPANY; HOUBIGANT's TRIPLE COMPACT STRIPED IN NEW SPRING COLORS; PRIMROSE HOUSE CHIFFON POWDER IN ITS EXQUISITE PASTEL CASE. in with spring. If your taste runs to Southern gardens, moonlight and romance, Caron's Acaciosa ought to be on your dressing table. In the blends, one of the very exciting new ones is Surrender by Ciro, a provocative youth ful blend with a smart gaiety that fits in well with bright spring clothes. And these are only a few of the fragrances that will do a power ful lot to lift your spirits and turn the young man's fancy. Cjetting down to more practical things, the condition of the hair is something to ponder in spring, for lovely hair is just as important to glamour as lovely per fume. (Though it ought to be perfumed too and, as we have said maybe ten or twelve times, there's no more subtle -way to do this and to add luster to the hair at the same time, than to make Houbigant's Lotion Individuelle part of every shampoo.) At this season particularly, after a winter of heated houses and much indoor life the hair is apt to be dry and lifeless. About the best way to normalize such hair is to revive the oil glands with sup plementary nourishment. Recondition ing Oil by the Ogilvie Sisters makes this nourishment easy to provide, right in your own home. After brushing the hair thoroughly you simply heat a table spoon of the oil and apply it to the scalp with absorbent cotton. After fifteen minutes you wring a towel out in hot water and wrap it around the head. Re peat this. When the scalp has absorbed the oil wash the hair in clear hot water and then proceed to the regular sham poo. The Reconditioning treatment may of course be taken in salons which use the Ogilvie preparations but it's nice to know how it can be done at home, espe cially when one is going off to country houses where salons are distant but there is plenty of lovely sun and fresh air to make home shampooing and hair drying a joy. And complexions! To look bright suns confidently in the face our skins must be flaw less and alive. Don't let spring fever relax the rigid schedule of consistent skin care. In fact, use a little of the spring exuberance to do a few extras in the way of circulation treat ments, fresh -smelling masks, skin toning ideas. If spring doesn't seem a matter of exuberance to you at all but just a season of very trying new clothes which emphasize too many sags and sallow shadows, you need a real rejuvena- tor. For that state of mind and face a few drops of Velo-Derma (Continued on page 68) STACCATO NOTES OF BLACK ON CRYSTAL AND A BLACK AND SILVER PYRAMID MAKE FITTING CASES FOR YOUR MOST TREASURED PERFUMES. THE NEW DEVJfcLBISS CLOSURE SEALS THE SCENT LASTINGLY. A CRISP SPRING FRAGRANCE IS MARSHALL FIELD'S L'APRES MINUIT DE FLOREL. 48 The Chicagoan lio FOR TOWN-AND-CiUN' TRY WEAR, KENWOOD MILLS, INC., SHOW HANDSOME, LONG- WEARING TWEEDS AND HOMESPUNS AND OTHER STURDY, ROUGH BUT HANDSOME FABRICS Sports and Town and Country W ardrobes for Spring and Early Summer THE CAPE-SUEDE SLEEVELESS JACKET HAS A LIGHTNING FASTENER FRONT, TWO POCKETS AND ADJUSTABLE TABS AT THE SIDE. IT IS WORN OVER A TURTLE NECK SWEATER. THE OTHER SWEATER HAPPENS TO HAVE A V-NECK, BUT ROUND, OR CREW, NECKED MODELS ARE OBTAIN ABLE. THE FLANNEL SLACKS COME WHITE AND SHADES OF GREY AND TAN THE GOLF BAG, SEVEN AND ONE-HALF INCHES IN DIAMETER, IS OF TAN LEATHER TRIMMED WITH STRAP LEATHER TO MATCH, WITH ROUND ENGLISH LEATHER BOTTOM, HOOD WITH LOCK, SHOE AND BALL POCKETS AND LIGHTNING FASTENERS. AND WE ARE AFRAID WE CAN'T DESCRIBE THE NEW BOBBY JONES CLUBS — THEY ARE SO FINE, SO PERFECTLY BALANCED. ONE HAS TO SEE THEM AND SWING THEM TO GET THE IDEA. FROM A. G. SPALDING ALSO FOR THE TOWN OR THE RUSTIC LOCALE THERE ARE COMFORT ABLE FLANNELS WORN WITH ODD JACKETS OF DESIGNS THAT ARE A LITTLE DIFFERENT. FROM CAPPER 6? CAPPER April, 1932 49 SCULPTURED IN FEELING ARE THE CLASSIC LINES OF THE GOWNS AT THE LEFT. THE WHITE SATIN MC AVOY GOWN COMPLETES THE CLASSIC THOUGHT WITH A HIGH-NECKED CAPE. VION NET'S BLACK CHIFFON TAKES A NEW GLEAM FROM THE BLACK SATIN SCARF WHICH TURNS INTO A BELT AND SASH FACED IN DULL WHITE. FROM LOUISE STEVENS, INC. VIONNET AGAIN USES BLACK SATIN ON BLACK CHIFFON IN THE PEARLIE POWELL DESIGN, LOWER LEFT. BLUE AND ROUGH ARE HIGH FASHION FEATURES FOR EVENING GOWNS, INTRODUCED IN SCHIAPARELLl'S CRINKLY CREPE WITH ITS ROSY BEIGE SCARF DRAWN DECEPTIVELY HIGH AT THE NECK. THE BACK IS DASHINGLY CUT-OUT TO THE WAIST. RENA HARTMAN. CROSSED SCARVES AND BLUEBELL SLEEVES IN WHITE CHIFFON SPELL A SUCCESSFUL EVENING WHEN THEY TOP A BLACK SKIRT AND TRAIL DIAPHANOUS WHITE STREAMERS. PEARLIE POWELL. NOTHING COULD BE MORE DEMURELY WICKED THAN THE LITTLE SHIRRED WINGS AND HUGE SASH ON LOUISE STEVENS' GOLD TAFFETA FROCK. HUNDREDS OF COIN SPOTS ARE HOARDED IN THE DASHING BLACK AND WHITE AFFAIR FROM NELLE DIAMOND'S SHOP AT MANDEL BROTHERS. IT'S WORN WITH A SHORT AND GAY RED JACKET. Under Moon and Arc Light Frocks for Gay Spring Evenings By The Chicagoenne IT was several seasons past that Francine Larrimore thrilled her men in Let Us Be Gay with: "Oh, how magnificent you wonderful long-legged Americans are!" But the line would be just as effective now, only she'd have to use it on the girls this time. It's surprising to see how the new clothes make the stubbiest five-foot morsel take on sinuous streamlines. The evening scene, especially, is one of slightly rakish Winged Victories and empresses, magnificent in their high-waisted, slim-hipped and long-limbed dresses and at the same time very cocky and modern in ab breviated jackets, and waggish scarves. The extremely high line is definitely with us, though now that we have it the thing doesn't seem extreme at all. Because of the flattering wide shoulder lines and uplifted buz- zum effects the snugly molded diaphragm and higher waist is really much easier to wear than we thought. (But the less diaphragm the better at that.) The two-tone note is a help too. Ever so many of the clothes, right through from day time things to very formal evening gowns use the lighter or contrasting top to broaden the shoulders and pare down the hips. Pearlie Powell shows an all-white chiffon waist on a black chiffon skirt, with a fichu-like effect in the wide wrapped bands which cross in front and back and fall in broad streamers to the hem of the skirt. Dull white crepe makes the waist of a McAvoy dress with a black sash and black crepe skirt. I here is much temper ing of winds to the shorn lamb and it's done so graciously that we'll probably never give up our double-triple-duty dresses even when cou pons are clippable again. The most interest ing things of the season are being done with these restaurant-cinema-theatre-dinner-Sunday evening things that everyone calls by a dif ferent name. Mainbocher does masterly tricks with these in the way he puts a very demure little coat over a quite daring evening gown so that you can start with the party quite early in the afternoon and hang on as long as you please simply shifting into evening gear by tossing off the jacket. I forgot — he calls them cocktail frocks. Anyway Rena Hartman has several interesting ones by him. In Nelle Diamond's Costume Shop at Man- del's there is another delightful one of These Things in black and white with the gayest lit tle white jacket of triple chiffon sewed all over with narrow strips of (Continued on page 66) THOSE COCKTAIL, DINNER, RESTAURANT, THEATER OC CASIONS CALL FOR A NEW TYPE OF GOWN AND THE THREE AT THE RIGHT ANSWER THE CALL FOR A SPLENDID ENTRANCE. WHITE CREPE BODICE, BLACK CREPE SKIRT, WITH VOLUMINOUS SASH AND GRACEFUL SHORT SLEEVES SHOWN BY MC AVOY. BLUE AGAIN, SMART AGAIN, IN A MORE INFORMAL BIT FROM MANDEL'S. THE WHITE LACE COLLAR AND SLEEVES ARE INSERTED IN A POINTED EFFECT FOR THAT HIGHER AND WIDER SILHOUETTE. IT S A LITTLE COAT WITH THE BIG SCARF COLLAR AT THE EXTREME RIGHT. WHEN SHE GOES ON TO A BIGGER EVENING SHE REMOVES IT TO APPEAR IN A SLEEVELESS CREATION WITH A WHITE CREPE YOKE. THE WHITE BOW TIES AROUND HER WAIST TO MAKE A SASH. THIS, TOO, IN A NEW EVENING BLUE. RENA HARTMAN. BRIEF CAPES WITH LARGE COLLAR AND SWEEPING WIDTH HELP TO CREATE THE DESIRABLE WIDE- ABOVE-THE- WAIST LOOK. THIS IN YELLOW GREEN VELVET IS SHIRRED IN ROWS AND ROWS AND COMES FROM LOUISE STEVENS April, 1932 51 The Life of Frank Lloyd Wright And Some Books by Daughters By Susan Wilbur FRANK LLOYD WRIGHT is not what you could possibly call a prophet with out honor in his own country. But this much is true: that the rest of tne world has outbid us. America has had two books by Mr. Wright: a volume of lectures on modern ar chitecture and now An Autobiography. But in Europe his architecture has itself been pub lished building by building. Even the con struction camp that he set up near a desert hotel that never got built. So much so that, twenty or twenty-five years ago, when he crossed the Atlantic to get out of the lime light, he found that instead he had stepped into it. In February we were talking about Clar ence Darrow's Life. Saying that it was a re markable book because it brought over into print the Darrow that we have heard in de bate, seen, via the newspapers, in one difficult trial after another. Frank Lloyd Wright's Autobiography is remarkable in the opposite way. For here is the inverse of the man whose work is more or less about us, and whose private life has now and again been offered up to us in the spirit of the ancient Roman arena. As an architect Mr. Wright might be said to stand alone in the history of the western world. For his prototype one would need to go beyond history into legend: to Odysseus, that is, and his famous built-in bed. The ar chitects of the Acropolis were building in stone a pattern invented for wood. A pillar is a tree trunk. While the architecture that looks newest in Paris and Berlin today really reverts for its inspiration to the packing box. Mr. Wright's originality has consisted in let ting his buildings grow from their own condi tions. His earliest discovery, the prairie house, takes its long lines from the prairie horizon. And the same principle, more in tricately worked out, sufficed to make the Im perial Hotel at Tokio look as it looked, and also enabled it to withstand the earthquake. Old Yedo, as his collector's instinct for Jap anese prints had taught him to know it, was in his designs, but there too was a study of the site in terms of subsoil and the nature of earthquakes. Resulting in a specially invented foundation, a new application of the cantilever principle, separate installation of plumbing and electricity, division of the building itself into smaller construction units, and, final hard fought item, — for all this was beginning to get expensive — a central pool that foresaw the fires that always follow an earthquake. As to the facts of his life, any Chicagoan — it wouldn't take an Oak Parker — knows them in a general way. That he came of a family not otherwise unknown: Jenkin Lloyd Jones his uncle, two of his aunts famous educators, Maginel Wright Bar ney, the artist and illustrator, his sister. That he worked with Sullivan. But I for one had never realized how deeply his roots struck down into the pioneer life of the middle west. Those boyhood summers when he tilled fields and milked cows in the Wisconsin Valley where his hatter-preacher Welsh grandfather had settled, learning between dawn and dark that same grandfather's precept of "adding tired to tired." His college course at Madison, — then embryonic. Nor had I realized how close he came to being on the ground floor of Chicago architecture. His first job here was with Silsbee, who, it seems, drew freehand the loveliest of exteriors, leaving his apprentices to contrive the insides. Next he was for nearly five years with Adler and Sullivan — arriving in time to have a hand in the Transportation building with its golden portal. Would Mr. Wright have liked to design The Century of Progress? Probably not, knowing what he knew of Columbian difficul ties with directors. Offhand of course he did plan three, any one of them better, he held, than what is now going up. An Auto biography is, as books go, something of a world's fair: no novelist, that is, could have let so much good material go at less than a trilogy. And, Mr. Wright has built it as he would build a world's fair: in mechanical and imaginative unity, that is, not only writing the book but designing it. Balconies have always been somewhat a characteristic of his style. There was one in the playroom of his Oak Park house: his children and some of us once gave a show on the strength of it. In writ ing his life, Mr. Wright has occupied these balconies: his life story is essentially dramatic, and he has kept it dramatic in the telling. Apart from this and from Sir Flinders Petrie's Seventy Tears in Archaeology, I have practically spent the month reading people's daughters. First there was the new Mozart biography. I began by just looking to see if after all I hadn't read enough about Mozart. And ended by taking a whole week of afternoons to it. Jogging along in the "well-hung" coaches with which Herr Mozart en route for Vienna, Paris, Lon don, sought to create prestige for his prodi gies. Noting the contrast after Wolfgang had married and taken matters into his own hands, and there were always children being born and dying, and bill collectors attempting to collect bills. Celebrating the heady success of Figaro and Don Juan at Prague. Following the evo lution of the Magic Flute, and the dark fore- shadowings of that order for a Requiem. Well studied, this biography. Well told. By Mar- cia Davenport. Daughter of Alma Gluck. Which Way? by Theodora Benson, daugh ter or niece of all the four Bensons. In the second volume of the second volume of Proust, Mme. de Villeparisis complains of Balzac that he insisted upon writing about circles in which he was never received. A major charm of some of these youngest English authors is that they write of those where they are: the very speech rhythms seem to come over into print. Then there was The Young Die Good, by Nancy Hale, daughter of Philip Hale. In pattern this is simply another Carl Van Vechten Party. But it has something And the key to that something is the fact that, be ing sub-younger generation herself, Miss Hale has a vantage point from which to form mis chievous opinions of the wise-cracking younger generation, itself of the war generation, whose nobility seems to her somewhat full blown, and of the generation just older, which she permits to take a nasty fall out of both on grounds of accomplishment. Four years ago, a book was published whose early chapters gave a picture of bygone Chicago that would make a triptych with Tears of Grace and The Smiths. Fall Flight, by Countess Gizycka, in other words Eleanor Medill Patterson- Felicia Gizycka, author of the House of Violence, being her daughter. Which may or may not be the right way to begin talking about a book that somehow creates out of its so different materials an atmosphere that re minded me of Wuthering Heights. That at mosphere of untoward things brooding. First there is a fashionable double wedding in Washington, where in a phantasmagoria of heat, light, alcohol, cathedral glass, the strong sister marries the strong brother, the drunkard brother the ineffectual sister, with the actual love among the four being the other way about. The story is, antiphonally the adven tures of Marcia, who divorces, and in New York drifts from one footless affair to the next, and those of her daughter Connie, who, from an awful childhood in Virginia in the custody of her drunken father, drifts into love with her double-cousin. Christopher is himself a superior type. Over their possible marriage, however, hangs the cloud of bad blood inter marrying with bad blood, and a possibility more sinister still. It has often been re marked that an Egyptologist needs to be ver satile. That he must be everything from the surveyor that Sir Flinders Petrie began by be ing, when he went in 1880 to measure the Pyramids, to the student of ancient languages and Biblical literature that Professor Breasted began by being. And even -so, without a gift for generalship all would be nothing. Your diggers amount to an army. They must not only be trained for their work, but must be held by every bond of royalty and cupidity from selling out to the enemy, namely the dealer in assorted antiquities. All of which was in the earliest years of Sir Flinders Pe trie's experience made more complex by the difficulty first of getting enough small change, and second of inter- (Continued on page 71) 52 The Chicagoan FROM THE GRACIOUS CENTURY THE SPIRIT OF THE EIGH TEENTH CENTURY HOVERS OVER THIS GROUP. ON A DUN CAN PHYFE TABLE THE AN TIQUE SPANISH FILET CLOTH LENDS A BECOMING GLAMOUR. THE WHITE AND PINK AND ORCHID OF EARLY SPRING FLOWERS HEIGHTEN THE SOFT PINK BORDER OF THE SPODE SERVICE PLATES AND ARE REPEATED IN THE SUB TLE FLESH TONE OF THE TAPERS. GADROON BORDERS ON THE SILVER BUTTER PLATES ARE IN KEEPING WITH GOLD GADROONS ON THE SERVICE PLATES. THE CAN DELABRA ARE COPIED FROM OLD ENGLISH PIECES AND THE GOBLETS ARE REPRODUC TIONS OF WATERFORD. I N HARMONY WITH THE FED ERAL FEELING OF THE MIR ROR WITH ITS CLIPPER SHIP AND WHEAT DECORATIONS IS THE FLAT SILVER IN THE SHEAF OF WHEAT PATTERN. FOR FURTHER DESCRIPTION TURN TO PAGE 70. When It's Your Serve Drinkables y Edibles and Party Gadgets By The Hostess EVEN those incorrigibles who only slow down to a roar for Lent, seem to seize upon the post-Easter month as one of revived and tremendous goings-on. Which makes it all just a mad, mad merry-go-round for the hostess who likes to have people re member that she was the hostess and a darn good one too. Before the rush gets thorough ly under way, therefore, it is always a good idea to have a look about to see what's new in the entertainment field, to check up the emergency shelf supplies and cellar contents. Thus prepared she can be off with a serene mind and a hey-nonny-nonny to strive for the hostess-of-the-month accolade. Did it ever occur to you that people go aground too often on the sim ple matter of olives? Olives, pints and pints of them, should be a staple on the emergency shelf. But the kind of olives is not so easy a matter as the mere quantity. It seems to me that the packers, instead of enlightening, do their best to confuse the buyer. Apparently no one ever produced a tiny olive. They are all Giant, Mammoth, Jumbo and on and on like a circus program, but when you open one of these Giant cans you find just a bowl of marbles. So I called Stop and Shop the other day to see if I couldn't get the juicy plum-size affairs that abound in California but seem to have such a time finding their way east. The clerk started modestly enough with Giants and worked herself into a frenzy up through the Colossals, the Super-Colossals, into the Special Colossals. Weakly I begged, "Now are the special colossals really big?" "Oh — ," she floundered at a loss for adjec tives, "they're — why they're immense!" And they were. They call them La Miradas and they are delightfully succulent, flavorsome and — well, immense. Incidentally, if you are not in the habit of gilding the olive, as it were, you must try the overnight soaking of ripe olives in a thin olive oil in which a clove of garlic lies steeping, steeping. The oil lends succulence and the garlic is very French and subtle. Snooping about grocery counters I hap pened upon a jar of green olives which should fill a variety of needs. They are large in size with the pit removed, but are not stuffed. That, you see, gives you a nice opportunity to have freshly stuffed olives and to fill them with everything you please. After you try these you will find quite a difference in the flavor of pimento that hasn't been resting in the olives for months, in the crispness of almonds that were inserted just before serving, in the delicacy of fresh little pearl onions. You can try other stuffings — anchovy mix tures, Camembert blended with a touch of crushed garlic, Roquefort with olive oil and chopped chives, little pellets of cream cheese rolled in caviar — it's quite a lot of fun. And when these pitted olives are served unstuffed they are much more gracefully eaten than the ones that leave a trail of pits, especially at the formal dinner when no butter plates are used. They are packed by George Dahm and sold at most shops. Practically the best place to exercise discrimination and try for novelty is in the serving of beverages. Which makes us fall with joy on the new John Held glasses just displayed by Von Lengerke and Antoine. The designs, created by that mas ter of cartoons (and highballs) are impressed upon sets of cocktail glasses, highball glasses, and glass shakers. One set harks back to the past, ¦with congenial groups busy at "Sweet Adeline" and "Soft O'er the Mountain," and other scenes from the gay nineties. The sec ond pictures the typically Heldian flappers and their post-prohibition activities. Each glass bears a different design and altogether they are about the gayest bits of bar equip ment that have been (Continued on page 70) April, 1932 53 THE ENGLISH AND AMERICAN CHAMPION, TOWE TOPNOTCH OF HARHAM, DISTINGUISHED AIREDALE TERRIER OWNED BY HAROLD FLORSHEIM THE CHAIRMAN FOR THE TIME BEING RED SHAY OF GLENN COVE, THBl MONTHS OLD CHOW CHOW FROM THE GLENN COVE KENNELS Don't Gamble with KIDNAPERS! . . Buy a Doberman Pinscher puppy and have it trained by us as a companion and protector for your home and family. No home has ever been burglar ized with a full grown Doberman at large in it. They are gentle and intelligent and instinctively know how to dif ferentiate between friend and foe. 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They were all there to win — bent on taking home the blue ribbon of their class, and the prize of prizes — Best in show. Old friends, old enemies, new faces, and perhaps new enemies, all barked as we came in, and I confess to a quiver as I saw the Company I was in. What an honor some dog of some breed was to have — Best of show 'in as classy a list of entries as I had ever seen. How can I describe this dog show? Nine hundred dogs of fifty breeds from the best kennels in the United States? I will not try. It was well managed, well attended, and judges and exhibitors worked hard fot a suc cessful show and succeeded. Ihe Schnauser, with the exception of a fine display of miniatures, was conspicuous for his absence, because, as one breeder put it, "cropped ears are taboo in that breed." Wires, Irish, Cockers, Setters, Danes, Dobermans, Shepherds, Col lies, Kerry Blues, Bull Terriers, Bos tons, all the Toys including some fine Pugs, Wolf hounds, and Oh, so many others all "strutting their stuff" — And speaking of that, Sunday was Easter, and us dogs were not doinjj all the strutting, but the humans came to see us and showed more interest in thor oughbreds than ever before. I saw one dog that didn't win a prize, but he was pretty happy just the same. IT.E lay with his head in a little girl's lap up to judg ing time, and when he came back, his head hung a wee bit, and the wag of his tail was pretty weak, but his lit tle mistress gathered him up in her arms and said, "Never mind, Vixon, you may not be the best dog in the show, but you are the best loved dog gie here." His ears came up and his tail took on a real wag, and when later I left with "the bacon," as H. 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Adams St. The Chicagoan STEELEX METAL FURNITURE DIGNIFIED • DURABLE • REASONABLY PRICED BOWMAN BROTHERS, INCORPORATED, 952 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE THE CHICAGOAN Theatre Ticket Service Kindly enter my order for theatre tickets as follows: (Play) (Second choice) (T^umber of seats) _ . (Date) (J^lame) (Address) (Telephone) (Enclosed) $.... Attend the Theatre Regularly, Comfortably, Smartly By arrangement with the theatres listed below, THE CHICAGOAN is pleased to assure its readers choice reservations at box office prices and with a minimum of inconvenience. Adelphi Great Northern Apollo Harris Blackstone Majestic Cort Playhouse Erlanger Princess Grand Selwyn Studebaket April, 1932 55 PLUS AND MINUS Joseph T. Ryerson's Chicago Books By Susan Wilbur Lake Josephine, Glacier Park Glacier Park is still the Old WeSt! Rideupamile and back a century on the trails of Glacier Park! Frontier days still set the mood in this land of high adventure — in all but its modern hotels. Cruising melted glaciers and climbing the Great Divide, getting tanned and trim and carefree — it's a great life! Go Western this vacation — low sum mer fares from Chicago will be in effect. Write, phone or visit Great Northern Travel Offices, 113 S. Clark St., Chicago. Telephone RANdolph 6700. ,__, tf^WjW^j , EMPIRE^tS^BUILDER to Glacier Park, the Northwest, and California IT began by Miss Harper of Man- del's remarking that we ought not to have ruled out the cook books. After all, Mrs. Moody's Coo\ Boo\ is what you eat at the Petits Gour- mets. And the Edgewater Beach Salad Boo\ is what you eat out there. It continued by Mr. Henry of Car- son's taking exception to The Genius: the Financier and the Titan are Dreiser's Yerkes books. Then Mr. Goodpasture of Brentano's called our attention to the new reprint edition of Wau-bun, and also reminded us that Mrs. Henry Channon's American Library at the University of Strass- bourg began as a Chicago library, with an original order for a hundred books by Chicago authors: the num ber has now more than doubled. Then Mr. Kroch compliments us without any strings at all, though later Mr. Solle of Kroch's remarked that, on the strength of our own re- view, The Letters of Susan Hale be longed there. Mr. Flynn of the Wal- den said that Caroline Kirkland's Chicago Yesterdays was not much more difficult to get than Henry Fuller's INot on the Screen, and that if anyone wanted Fuller firsts, those from Scott Cunningham's library were to be at auction before long. Then letters began arriving. One to the effect that "from the point of view of social science, Chicago has been more thoroughly studied than any modern city. There are almost five feet of special researches in the social, political and economic organ- ization of the city — a series presented and still being developed by the So cial Science Research Committee of Chicago." And that Charles E. Mer- riam's Chicago: A More Intimate Vteu> of Urban Politics ought to have been mentioned : frankly, we thought it was. Then people began stopping us on the street and suggesting Opie Read's I Remember and Gene Markey's Men About Town, Frank Norris's Pit, Mason's Early Chicago, Quaife's Chi cago and the Old T<[orthwest . And did we know that there was a pri vately printed work by Frank Loesch entitled Experience.? of the Chicago Fire. Or telephoning to remind us of that entertaining new map of the University of Chicago campus. Finally, apropos of the exhibits whereby the various bookstores have worked out their own individual in terpretations of the five foot shelf, Llewellyn Jones wrote an editorial suggesting that the Chicago table ought to be a permanent feature of everv Chicago bookstore. That such a table need never become monot onous. Witness the differences be tween the five foot shelf originally assembled at Field's and the one now on view there. Furthermore, that nice d;<y, just before the snowstorm, Mrs. James Ward Thorne, whose color plate books and peep shows were then on view at the Art Institute, stopped us on Michigan Boulevard to say she had been reading about the five foot shelf, and how would it be if. while nominations were in order, we got a look at Mr. Joseph T. Rycrson's Chi cago books. In the life of Joseph T. Ryerson there is no mo ment at which he began collecting Chicago. There is only the moment when he discovered that he was al ready a collector. It was this way — as Mr. Dooley, of Archer Street, whom Mr. Ryerson possesses in a most remarkable association copy — might have said. As a boy, he was taken to the World's Columbian Ex position a good many times. And like any boy, he put away tickets and other miscellaneous objects. Then suddenly, some years later, a day came when he saw world's fair mis cellany surprisingly like his own un der glass in the Chicago Historical Society. One treasure that dates from those boyhood days is a com plete series of the World's Fair PucJ(." May 1 to October 30, 1893: as pub lished from the Puck Building on the world's fair grounds. It is perhaps this experience which has caused him, since becoming an active collector, to include the new along with the old. In Chicago the new becomes the old before you know it. Quaint indeed is the Chicago that Lester Hornby drew for Chatfield Taylor in 1917, and Shackleton's de finitive looking Boo\ of Chicago 1920, appropriately takes its place now beside a similarly ambitious book that was written the year after the fire under the title Chicago: Past, Present and Future. And if his library contains not two five foot shelves, but fifteen, each as hand picked as the two we photo graphed for you last month, there's a reason. The lowest left hand shelf is devoted to general historical works, Josiah Seymour Currey's Chicago: Its History and Its Builders, in five fat volumes, occupies one foot of space, and other indispensable authorities run as high as three even fatter volumes. Above that is a shelf of Chicago crime, which couldn't help being full since it begins with the Mound Build ers. At any rate, one of the items attempts to carry the study that far back: A History of the Chicago Police from the Settlement of the Commu nity to the present time, namely 1887. And it seems most appropriate that this shelf in Mr. Ryerson's library should be well supplied, considering his work on Robert Isham Randolph's crime committee. Here are to be found The Famous Speeches of the Eight Chicago Anarchists in Court October 7, 8, 9, 1886, Carl Sand burg's account of the race riot, the Darrow and Crowe pleas in the Loeb- Leopold trial, and all manner of re ports, along with such stirring works as W. T. Stead's 1/ Christ Came to Chicago, 1894, and another book from the nineties with a title than which nothing could be more lurid : Chicago by Gaslight. Here too are some ancient dime novels: Chicago After Dar\ and Cranky Ann the Street Wa^er. "Help shrieked the beautiful Irish water girl but no help was near." Henry Kitchell Webster dipping into these remarked wistfully that you can't write that way nowa days. And you can't draw pictures that way either. Suppressed Sensa- 56 The Chicagoan LENINGRAD* MOSCOW Gather your own first'hand impressions of the country that everyone is talking about — the SOVIET UNION. History takes place before your eyes; and the art treasures are preserved for your inspection. Visit the stately palaces and the famous "Her' mitage" gallery of spacious Leningrad with its fine boulevards. Then on to Moscow, which blends the old and new in dramatic contrast. You may visit schools and recreation centers as well as the amazing new art theatres and ballets. *Second Class, one or more; $150, First Class, one or more. In the Soviet Union INTOURIST provides everything — hotels, meals, all transportation, sightseeing, theatre tickets, and Soviet visa. 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Suites of 2 to 4 rooms, with or without kitchenette SHERIDAN ROAD AT BELMONT HARBOR Bittersweet 2100 15 MINUTES FROM THE LOOP 58 The Chicagoan tions or Leaves from the Note Book of a Chicago reporter, contains two extremely exciting murder mysteries, in one of which a ghost takes a hand. 1 he Chicago fire more than occupies five feet, but this is of course partly because the famous account given in four issues of Har per's Weekly is embodied in a com plete file from 1861 to 1878. At the same time it is surprising how many contemporary bound books and har rowing pamphlets exist, besides such matter of fact accounts as the Report of the Chicago Relief and Aid Soci ety, and such memories as those that M. E. and E. W. Blatchford wrote for their children later on. And at least two novels were inspired by the ashes: Barriers Burned Away by the Rev. Edward P. Roe, Dodd and Mead, 1872, and Spicy, by Mrs. Mar tha J. Lamb, 1873. The World's Fair part of the col lection refuses to confine itself to shelves at all, but overflows into port folios of water colors, lithographs, etchings, and photographs. The other day someone told me of stopping in a hotel where there was no Gideon Bible, and being compelled to read the telephone directory. This may have been a hardship. But it would be no hardship to spend an afternoon in the company of Mr. Ry- erson's directories of early Chicago. The whole social history of our town is there. The city directory for 1849 adds to its title merely the words "and annual advertiser." In 1853, we are still concerned chiefly with the masculine side of affairs, and the di rectory boasts "a full alphabetical list of citizens with their places of busi ness." Also "the state, county, and city officers." By 1879, however, the ladies are beginning to assert them selves, and Harriet Morrow to en courage them compiles a directory which professes to give the "ad dresses and hours of reception of the most prominent and fashionable ladies residing in Chicago and its suburbs." However, as practically none of these fashionable ladies did have reception days, their method of expressing that fact becomes the chief literary inter est of the book. It varies from the laconic and somewhat inhospitable: no reception days, to such an inten tionally acid alignment of ¦words as: to friends always. By 1888 the di rectory proclaims itself also a club list, and is concerned only with "prominent residents on the most fashionable streets of the city and principal suburbs, with the full mem bership of principal clubs." The ad vertisements make this directory par ticularly engaging. Mr. ryerson also has single copies or bound files of the various magazines that were published here and played so conspicuous a part in the intellectual development of our infant city. The Chicago Record from April, 1857 to March, 1858 "devoted" itself "to the church to literature and to the arts." One editorial puts the question: Who Reads an American Book: and an swers it by quoting copies sold of Uncle Tom's Cabin and Perry's Jap anese expedition. Thereby distinguish ing itself from The Prairie Farmer which in 1852 had "devoted" itself to "western agriculture, horticulture, mechanics, and education." Here too are The Current of 1883 and '84 and a complete file of our famous publisher Stone's famous Chap Book, which, curiously enough, between volume 5 and volume 6 underwent a radical increase in page size even as certain contemporary highbrow maga zines have done in the past few years. Then of course Mr. Ryerson does collect Chicago authors as such: he has among his acquisitions a copy of the scarce first edition of Dreiser's Titan. And, when necessary, books in series: The Lakeside Classics, for example, which include along with Reminiscences of Chicago in the forties and fifties, and during the civil war, other volumes which are western rather than pure Chicago. In a Chicago col lection the transition from book to print is of course almost imperceptible. In some of the old books the pictures are half the fun, while on the other hand prints sometimes carry an ex planatory text that is itself literature. For example the legend carried by what is supposed to be the first pic ture of Chicago printed in Chicago: "extent of view one mile taken from the prairie: the city is beautifully sit uated on level ground, sufficiently elevated to secure it from ordinary floods: back of the city is a fertile prairie which for the first three or four miles is elevated and dry!" and so on — in 1849. The Jevne and Almini prints, made in 1866, fifty-two views in all, one of the scarcest and most beautiful items in the whole rep ertory of Chicago, tell more in picture than a whole library of words could tell about Chicago just before the fire. Furthermore they have a running text which misses nothing. Not even the fact that in this building or that Almini and Jevne did the "frescoes." And although the color prints made in Germany the year after the fire have no text at all, there is certainly a literary interest in seeing exactly the same buildings, Crosby's opera house, for example, with flames spouting out of them. AIr. ryerson has gone on to collect current prints, etchings, photographs. He has even encouraged Chicago photography to the extent of offering an annual prize through the Camera Club's interna tional exhibit. You collect, however, and there the collection is. If it turns out to be as important as Mr. Ryerson's you can always leave it to the Historical Society in your will to prevent its being scattered again. But, after all, the real reason why a collector col lects is for the adventure of the thing. There is plenty of adventure, major and minor, behind the contents of this Chicago room at the top of Mr. Ryer son's house. Major adventure, when, out of the blue, comes an opportunity to buy a complete set of Jevne and Almini prints, something that you hadn't particularly dared hope to get even by the utmost effort of dealers. Minor, when you walk to town by a different .street each morning, now and again seeing in some second hand shop something that you want. Or, in Paris, chance upon a volume en titled Chicago, Ville de Crime, which turns out to be a translation of Edward D. Sullivan's Rattiing the Cup. Pretty exciting when, on the left bank, you pick up a set of beau tiful old maps, 1703, 1715, and so on, all with Chicagou — so spelled — at its proper place on the shores of Lake Michigan, no matter what the Gulf of Mexico may look like in some of them. Plain funny when in New Orleans you pick up a Chicago by Day and Tvfcght: The Pleasure , ._ Xa/ubcrro _ In response to popular request, Philip Morris announced MARLBORO PRIZES FOR DISTINGUISHED Forty thousand contestants; and, maybe, a mi J have already enjoyed the natural associ America's finest handwriting and America's fill pird Contest 7RITING ends Once again we are happy to offer for the most distinguished handwriting ®500 in Cash (15© Prizes) NO cost to enter this con test. There are no strings. No conditions. Simply write in your own hand : Marlboro — America's Finest Cigarette. SEND AS MANY examples as you wish. Each will be considered separately, solely on its own merit. In case of any ties, duplicate prizes will be awarded. CLOSING DATE! — Contest closes midnight, Sunday, July 31, 1932. JUDGES— R.M.Ellis,L.B.McKitterick and M. J. Sheridan, of Philip Morris, Nadya Olyanova, Graphologist and K. M. Goode, Advertising advisor, will be judges. Their decision final. 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Don't delay your try at double prizes. Send your distinguished hand writing to Philip Morris & Company, 119-K Fifth Avenue, New York City i MildasAtau Always K J fresh . . PLAIN OR IVORY TIPPED Wrapped in heavy foil April, 1932 59 Just 15© MINUTES FROM CHICAGO and DETROIT LIES BELOW TRAVEL BY TRANSAMERICAN AIRLINES the De Luxe Air Route to Detroit and Michigan Points Fast and frequent schedules from Chicago Municipal Airport serve 15 important Great Lakes Cities. Air and rail connections are provided at Detroit for Eastern Canada, Toledo, Cleveland and the East. Your flight on Transamerican Lines is clean and restful for T. A. C. planes are equipped with every comfort. Panoramas of scenic and historic interest add a zest peculiar to air travel alone. Your time in the air is measured in minutes — and the cost is approximately the same as rail fare plus pullman. Phone STATE 7110 and let us arrange the complete details for your next flying trip. ^Iransamerican Airlines G>rp. See\er's Guide to the Paris of Amer ica, 1892. A book where the Palmer House is "venerable" and the Audi torium "gorgeous," which takes time to remark that Chicago is "more bountifully supplied than any other city in the Dime Museum line," and devotes a chapter to "pitfalls and perils," with the upshot that Chicago contains more crooked people "at present writing" than any other city, and that the world's fair is quite likely to make things still worse. Whose chapter on parks and boule vards is headed by a picture of a lady on a bicycle. Pathetic when you look over two books, offer a price, and then find that their owner was not selling them but merely trying to get a good home for them — as you might for your cat. Pleasant when your older friends make a present of Chicago treasures associated with their own lives. The total adventure having all the while a quite special Tightness and significance since the heart of the collection is an account written in 1877 by Mr. Ryer- son's grandfather, the first Joseph T. Ryerson giving a clear and picturesque story of his arrival in 1842, of condi tions from then to the fire, and of his experiences in the fire itself and in the rebuilding of the city. The chief trouble with collecting is of course that you never know quite where to stop. Once Mr. Ryerson even stepped over into ce ramics: there are Chicago scenes on the plates, cups, and glasses hidden in one of those cupboards. While to look from the windows and balconies is to get the impression that he has gone even farther, has brought into this beautiful Chicago room not alone books and prints, but the city itself, and that, after all, in collecting Chicago, the sky is the limit. MOTOR BOAT SHOW Navy Pier Gets All Dressed Up By Clay Burgess AT about this time every year au tomobile editors of various local journals try pretty hard to for get all about floating power, auto matic clutches, silent gear selectors and free wheeling and try pretty hard to remember that time when they took that trip from the Wrigley Building to the Union station in the river taxi. And then they take a run out to Navy Pier to give it the annual once-over. Navy Pier is a very large sort of place. And the place where you wait for a street car is far and away the coldest spot in the entire metropolitan area, as advertising solicitors are so fond of calling this section of Illi nois. We hadn't gone out to Navy Pier before, because it had been rather cold and we remembered that spot from last year and anyway, we had plenty of time, because the National Motor Boat Show isn't put on until April 23 and 24. And when we finally did make the trip to pick up bits of advance information about the show, we thought we had got those dates all wrong and that the show was in progress already. That was because of the permanent boat dis play on the Pier. Cruisers as well as smaller craft of practically every de scription will line the aisles ready to take the water at a moment's notice. All of these cruisers are the out growth of standardization methods adapted to fulfill the ever-increasing demand of those who seek their di version on the water. Obviously the result is a better boat at a cheaper price, due to quantity of production. That the eastern builder realizes the present and potential possibilities of a boat market here is evidenced by the fact that the Wheeler Shipyard, one of the largest and best known cruiser builders on the Atlantic coast will have three of their representative "Playmates" on display, under the supervision of Corwith Cramer, their distributor in the Middle West. This company is at present in production on. over twenty various standardised models for 1932, ranging in length from 22 to 60 feet, and in price from $1950 up. Included in the fleet are family boats with single and dou ble cabins, including deckhouses and, of course, complete galley and bath room facilities. rROM what we have been able to gather, there is new luxury and new beauty in the Chris-Craft line. The Chris-Craft name has always been associated with brilliant performance, dependability, safety, and staunchness. And equal ly notable are Chris-Craft's contribu tions to smartness and dash in water transportation. The Chrysler motor car line introduced, along with their cars, the term "floating power." And 10 SOUTH LA SALLE ST. CHICAGO FLY WITH THE U. S. AIR MAIL THIS 30-FOOT CABIN CRUISER, A PRODUCT OF THE AMERICAN CAR AND FOUNDRY CO., IS NOTED FOR ITS DEPENDABILITY. The Chicagoan Polo and People Of the hundreds who play polo, only a few may reach the heights of the International Matches. These are the blue-bloods of the game . . . Hitchcock, Guest, Hopping and others. Of the hundreds of hotels in New York, only a few are privileged to serve a certain type of guest . . . these are the blue-bloods of the hotel industry. The atmosphere of quiet and dignified ele gance that pervades the WESTBURY, ap peals to people of refinement, yet the rates are commensurate with the times. Accommodations by the day or year. Furnished or unfurnished Table d'hote and a la carte 15 East 69th St mwm New York RUDOLPH BISCHOFF, Managing Director FOR SALE OR LONG TERM RENTAL MODERN TOWN HOUSE WITH ALL ADVANTAGES OF SUBURBAN LOCA TION, yet within 12 minutes of Loop in Restricted Residential District just North of Lincoln Park. Inquiries: McMenemy & Martin, Inc. Frank F. Overlook 410 N. Michigan Avenue Whitehall 6880 A MAN'S-SIZE JOB by J)olh.in HI ell d jr {With a few words of explanation "to the Ladies") Have you ever noticed that it is usually men who break your cock tail glasses? This, our Research Dept. assures us, is not because of the greater awkwardness of the male. It is merely a man's way of pro testing against the egg shell, eyedropper capacity glasses you women foist upon him. An outcropping of the desire for a glass a man can wrap his fist around and squeeze affectionately without fear of breakage. To fill this universal need we have provided the Old-Fashioned Cocktail set on the two upper shelves. Here are glasses that^n? glasses. Substantial, triple-bottomed, fist-filling, he-man glasses. Six to the set, each and every one embellished with tear-provoking memories of the good old days by that master tear-provoking embellisher, John Held, Jr. And to go with them, a shaker-top pinch bottle that makes child's play of adding a dash of bitters. Here is a gift that will warm every masculine heart. The bottle is $2..oo. The glasses, $9.00 for 6. On the bottom shelf, appropriately enough, are our popular "Bot toms Up" glasses or "Tipsy Tumblers." So called because they're not to be put down until emptied. Ideal when there is just time for a few quick ones. $7.50 for 6 in 3-5-10 or ii-oz. size. Dunbar Glass may be had at better shops or postpaid direct on request. Dunbar Glass Corporation, 140 Dunbar St., Dunbar, W. Va. DUNBAR GLASS April, 1932 61 VERVE Life can be such fun! So many places to go, so many amusing people to know, everything so completely worth while. All you need is verve, vivacity, sparkle, and a slen der, lovely figure! All you need to achieve these attributes is a series of Elizabeth Arden's Rhythmic Exercises. And, unlike most slenderizing programs, Elizabeth Arden's regime does not reduce your body to spite your face. In fact your face may be made lovelier by a Muscle- Strapping Skin-Toning treatment after your exercises. Please arrange for an interview with Miss Arden's Directress of Exercise, who prescribes special programs for each indi vidual. For an appointment please telephone Superior 6952. • The Ardena Bath is suggested to those who wish to achieve slen- derness swiftly. This scientific treatment, exclusive with Miss Arden, literally melts away excess pounds. The A rdena Bath is so much in de mand that appointments should be made at least two days in advance. ELIZABETH ARDEN 7 0 EAST WALTON PLACE -CHICAGO NEW YORK • LONDON • PARIS • BERLIN • ROME ¦ MADRID © Elizabeth Arden, 1932 ANOTHER a.C.f. MODEL, A 38-FOOT TWIN SCREW EXPRESS CRUISER, IS IDEAL FOR ANY KIND OF WATER TRANSPORTATION. it's a well-chosen phrase. Chris- Craft, too, has coined a neat phrase: "level riding." You go "level rid ing" in a Chris-Craft, and only in a Chris-Craft, so they say, can you ex perience that joy. It's a pretty good term, meaning, of course, a new smoothness and comfort in boating. The a.c.f. fleet for this year will offer the boating crowd eighteen stock cruisers ranging in size from 30 to 68 feet. These boats will add a new emphasis to the a.c.f. tradition which has always stood for beauty of line, superiority of performance and qual ity of workmanship. There will be five 30-foot cruisers (one is illustrated in this department) in the 1932 a.c.f. fleet. These 30-footers have been especially designed to meet the needs of taste and purse of the largest num ber of boat buyers. There will be a single cabin cruiser offering those who wish it an exceptionally large cockpit aft for fishing, swimming over the side and so on, and a comfortable cabin forward with berths for four persons. There will also be a double cabin model for the owner who wants two separate cabins affording com plete privacy to owner and guests. Then there is a cruiser runabout with speed and outdoor space for water sports, yet with a large, liveable cabin, a complete and compact galley and a well-fitted toilet room. This model will go the usual runabout one better by allowing for shelter and comfort while providing a sizeable cockpit for those who want to drop a line over the stern when the fish are biting. i he Dodge people have always been leaders in the motor boat field. They have always been pioneering in the development of new designs, new styles, new methods and new boats that make possible the pleasures of boating to an ever-in creasing number of boat lovers. Introduced for the first time at the New York Show, a new Dodge creation more or less bowled them over. It's the All-Purpose boat de- signed especially for the entire family, and it's safe, comfortable and roomy as well as trim, fast and beautifully lined. You can use it for long, lazy fishing trips and all day outings. It's 19 feet long and more than 6 feet wide and provides ample room for eight or more people, with plenty of space to spare for fishing tackle, hunt ing equipment, duffel-bags, food hampers, beer kegs or any other luggage you may want to carry. And camp chairs may be set up in the rear of the cockpit to provide additional seating capacity, or to permit you to fish in comfort. .Tor those who are more "salty" by nature or would match their skill with the winds, there is the sail boat. Three of these will be dis played by the Cape Cod Shipbuilding Corporation of Massachusetts. The prices on these are extremely reason able, and the boats have already proved popular here, as they are both safe and practical for the novice. In fact, there will be so many boats of different kinds at the Show that we just can't do much in our allotted space, even though there is more of it than usual, about giving you anything like a full coverage of the situation, so you'd better trek out to Navy Pier yourself on April 23 and 24. But it is the hope of this writer that the coming Third Na tional Chicago Motor Boat Show will warrant an annual reoccurrence in Chicago, for if it proves to be as great a success as heretofore, this city is indeed destined to become a great boating center. With the advent of better harbor facilities, together with numerous cruisers falling in the price range of good automobiles, the popu larity of yachting in this territory should take its place as a major pas time as residents are becoming in creasingly boat-minded, due to the great advantages offered by Lake Michigan and adjacent waters. HOME, SUITE HOME Modern and Efficient Architecture By RuthG. Bergman F SCOTT FITZGERALD, in a . recent magazine article, has written the obituary of the jazz age. Though he hides behind such alleged causes of that hysterical decade as "all the nervous energy stored up and un expended by the war" I have always believed and continue to believe that if Mr. Fitzgerald didn't actually found the jazz age it was at least the publicity he gave it which sup plied its momentum. Personally, I had never seen any of its manifesta tions before the publication of This Side of Paradise. Afterward, it was hard to find a member of the then famous "younger generation" who did not try to live up to the reputed 62 The Chicagoan t Important personages and their families have selected the Seneca for their homes — a nationally known radio announcer an internationally famous soprano a surgeon distinguished in literary circles partner of oldest stock exchange house a leading Italian tenor the foremost political reporter the ablest criminal prosecutor the widow of a famous author a prominent book manufacturer vice-president of Chicago's largest bank representative of a foreign government °Cne Seneca %te/ 200 E. CHESTNUT STREET iiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Ideally located on Fifth Avenue at the entrance to Central Park, The Plaza and The Savoy- Plaza offer the highest standards of hos pitality. .. every thing to make your visit an en joyable one. ON TO GERMANY FOR Grandeur Color and Romance Superb heights rise in awesome cliff and gorge above the old- world village where a sturdy folk lives the picturesque life of the far away and long ago. Lakes gleam like shimmering jewels; the cleared paths through the woods lead into scenes from one of Grimm's fairy tales. Cheerful greet ings warm the traveler's heart as he Finds himself folded in a dream of peace. Gaily then the traveler goes on to the great beautiful cities for all the sparkling stir of modern life. Great festivals and the 1932 Goethe Centennial. Travel in Ger many is inexpensive, as prices have been greatly reduced. Also, no visa fee, no special taxes. Write on margin for Illustrated Booklet Number 62. GERMAN Tourist Information Office, 665 Fifth Ave., New York, N.Y. Garmisch in ihe Bavarian Alps ii Going to Europe" means going to GERMANY IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII April, 1932 63 Chatenay FRANCE first taught the beauty of fruitwood. Apple, cherry, pear — deep tones of golden amber on rippling grain like watered silk! Danersk creates in fruitwood a fascinating group — the Chatenay. So simple and direct, yet so sophis ticated that in spite of its modest price it can be at home in the most luxurious surroundings. A complete group of Chatenay fruitwood (nine pieces for $305) is but a part of a ¦wide selection of new contemporary design. When you visit the Danersk showrooms, ask to see the "Almolu" and "Louisianne" groups for dining rooms, living rooms and bed rooms. All Danersk furniture is sold direct to you by the makers. It can be seen only in our own showrooms. Write for illustrations of new Danersk designs. DANERSK FURNITURE ERSKINE-DANFORTH CORPORATION Designers and makers of choice furniture NEW YORK: CHICAGO: LOS ANGELES: 383 Madison Avenue 620 North Michigan Avenue 2869 West 7th Street For Sale or Long Term Rental ONE OF CHICAGO'S MOST ATTRACTIVE TOWN HOUSES with ample garden, located in restricted residential district just North of Lincoln Park — between Lake Shore Drive and Sheridan Road. Inquiries: McMenemy & Martin, Inc. FRANK F. OVERLOOK 410 N. Michigan Avenue Whitehall 6880 picture of themselves or their con temporaries. Therefore, when Mr. Fitzgerald pronounces the age dead and signs the death certificate, I am ready to accept the fact without de manding an autopsy. Many other signs point to the fact that a new era has begun. The jazz age is over and, like a tired reveller staggering out of a night club, Amer ica is going home. Individually, men are turning to their firesides (when the rainy day came and found all their savings up for collateral on a declining market where else could they go?); collectively, they are look ing to housing for relief from unem ployment, for better living condi tions, for more beautiful communi ties and a great variety of other benefits. Again and again, one hears plans for raising enormous funds for building loans, with particular em phasis on millions for houses but not one cent for speculation. Like a child turn ing to its mother for comfort, the building industry is going home for succor. But there is a new architec ture just as there is a new phycho- logy, and the child doesn't get a kiss where it should have mercurochrome any more than the building industry gets a nice fat loan to go back and do the same work that got it into trouble the last time. An obvious fact has at last become obvious to others besides the experts who have long been clamoring for a change: the prevailing building practices of Eugenie vintage haven't even the charm of a renascence. They are just pitiful and stupid survivals which, to the trained observer, ap pear quite as impractical and far less picturesque than a horse and buggy in the midst of Michigan Boulevard traffic. At the present prices beggars may well ride in automobiles but only a very rich man can have a house which compares in efficiency or beauty with a Ford or a Chevrolet. The reason is that the car enjoys all the benefits of quantity production while the house is built along lines established during the days when grandma spun and wove and grand pa sawed and hammered and invited the neighbors to flock around and help him raise his new house. Under the old system, whereby a man bought a little plot of ground and built a little individual house, new dwellings comparable in perform ance to even the cheapest automobile have become too expensive for two thirds of the population; and resi dences that are sufficiently cheap for the average man are an unsound in vestment. This I have on the au thority of a committee of experts (names and addresses furnished on request). .And so the time has come, the architects say, to think of other means of making a man's house as modern and efficient as his tele phone or his vacuum cleaner. Long and intensive study and experimenta tion by leading architects, engineers and city planners suggests large scale building operations as the solution to the problem. The savings that can be effected by buying materials in large quantities are too obvious to need more than this brief mention. Other economies which at first are less apparant loom up big and im portant when one examines the na ture of this large scale production. As it is now practiced and en visaged it may take a variety of forms, from garden apartments to en tire communities. In every case, the land which is used is considered as a unit — as opposed to the old sub division idea of slicing it up into small lots — and all the buildings are planned in relation to each other and for the purpose of providing the greatest good, not for the greatest number of residents but for them all. By disregarding the old idea of houses lined up in company front and back to back, separated by dingy light courts and dirty alleys, but by following a less regular and more logical plan, the large scale builder not only brings new beauty and charm into domestic architecture but also obtains the maximum efficiency from his land. In other words, each family obtains more light and air and a better view than they would have had under the old system, on con siderably less ground per house or apartment. Again, the space inside the house can be used to the greatest possible advantage owing to the fact that the shape is not limited by the old long lot with the minimum front age. Similarly, new economies are effected all along the line, in acquir ing land, financing, planning, con struction and management. Experts have been dreaming these dreams for some time and the public is at last beginning to see them realized. Chicago has been comparatively slow about em bracing the new ideas but finally the citizenry is waking up to the civic, social and economic benefits of mod ern housing. There have been a number of proposals to clear out some of the local bad lands and make a fresh start by giving work to members of the building trades and providing good housing for families of moderate means. When this comes to pass, the mansions of our town had better look to their laurels. Production on the grand scale can produce for the poor man beauties and conveniences that not long ago were extravagances for the millionaire. The change which the erection of large housing projects can make in a city should not be minimized. It is a fine thing for Chicago to improve her parks and boulevards; many of her skyscrapers are lovely in design; but she will not be a beautiful city until she reclaims what have been called her "blighted" districts and in stalls modern communities. By this I mean modern in the best sense of the word, without reference to angu larity or bizarre design or anything different for the sake of difference, but in the sense that the buildings are consonant with contemporary methods and modes of life. Such building will benefit not merely the residents but will be a credit to the whole city. ARMOR A Collection (Begin on page 25) his galleries are closed and many of his collections go out as loan exhibits to public museums. The rest of the year his halls are open to visiting connois seurs, students and clubs. Some twelve thousand persons view the collection annually and it is not at all unusual for the owner himself to appear when a party is going through 64 The Chicagoan THE &A&&Y ^rt MAY FIRST The Barry offers a limited selection of choice six, seven and eight room apartments. Also A duplex penthouse apartment of six rooms with terrace. ? 3100 Sheridan Road Buckingham 4041 McAVOY 615 NORTH MICHIGAN AVE. GOWNS, WRAPS, HATS AND FURS piTTiniiiiTiiiiTiirtTiiiiTitriiiiiiiniriiiiixiT CUT MVIBTG COSTS by storing your household goods in one of our conveniently located warehouses. Our representa tives will call on you and give you information and rates — there is no obligation. |W€M€K BUOS.^ K£NN£LLY CO. Warehouses Conveniently Located AH Telephones Lake View 0033 BmmilllTTTTIXIIIITITITIITIIIIITITTIITIIIirri A New Address Effective April 15th Number 12 — Diana Court 540 N. Michigan Avenue Telephone Delaware 2979 Specializing in Permanent Waving Unique "Water Process" "Antoine Process" Mr. Andre formerly Antoine de Paris Mr. Leon formerly Valentin, Paris Mrs. Upton and her former staff will continue to serve a discriminat ing clientele. UPTON BEAUTY SALON Until April 15th: 936 N. Michigan Ave. April, 1932 65 MODERATE PRICES prevail throughout this establishment on our Gentlemen s Clothes, Hats and Furnishings, in the season s correct styles for every occasion. LONDON DETROIT . T_ CHICAGO MINNEAPOLIS OUTFITTERS TO GENTLEMEN 100 SOUTH MICHIGAN AVENUE SPRING STYLES Miss Suzanne Ransom, dainty Hollywood movie star in her new Erdie Hat and Coat Set Kenwood The new Erd-Marshall hat and coat sets (or children are quite the loveliest we have ever shown. Made of genuine Kenwood all wool Fabrics they feature many deft little conceits that immediately stamp them as aristocrats of juvenile outdoor wear. See them today. $8.00 to $14.00 ! IttTOflJ the galleries and to act as guide and lecturer as well as gracious host. That he is doubly the host — since the building on Lake Park Avenue is not only his art gallery but also his home — is often forgotten by prying guests who ask questions about per sonnel and prices. Sometimes it is all too well remembered by visitors who deliberately trespass in the liv ing quarters, avidly drink in details of their furnishings and even — as one guest did — use the telephone to in form friends of their whereabouts with care to imply that they are Mr. Harding's invited guests. Mr. Hard ing, however, takes it all in good part and year by year admits more visitors. Meanwhile the visitors and the col lection have nearly crowded the col lector out of the house. At present the owner of this huge gallery has his personal quarters in a nook on the third floor. The man who dis plays to the public the bed of Napoleon contents himself -with one of the in-a-door variety. Mr. Hard ing plans some day to give his treas- uies to the city. Until that time he daily proves himself to be as brave as he is generous by exhibiting his trophies by day and occupying a vast, echoing house with them by night. Only a public spirited man would so graciously keep open house for the community; only a fearless one would live alone with sixty-four ghostly suits of armor. FASHION A Tour of the Smart Shops 550 NORTH MICHIGAN AVE (Begin on page 51) rolled satin braid. Here too there is a perfect restaurant dress of dark blue crepe slinking up to a splendid line at the high waist and ending in demure little white lace sleeves and a wide lace col lar. Fabrics are exciting too, and just too dawgone confusing for the poor writer who sees silk and touches wool and then finds she saw wool and touched silk. So many of the crepes are borrowing the rich heavy dullness of wools that it's quite a game to go about and see how often you guess wrong. Schiaperelli's new crinkly crepe is one of these and it's fasci nating in a brilliant blue. This, at Rena Hartman's, is gorgeously slen derizing in its sweeping diagonal skirt line and the graceful fullness from molded hip to hem. It takes a crepe with "body" to fall like that and, of course, a designer of genius. A very pale beige scarf starts at the waist and is drawn up about the neck to fall to the waist on the other side. This is one of those mocking affairs which seems severely demure from the front and then dashes off into a prac tically backless decolletage below the high scarf. Aside from the crinkly and pebbly crepes, the flat-surfaced crepes and the like much is being done with chiffon in several thicknesses espe cially for those frocks which float away into the new bluebell silhouette of many dancing skirts. Taffeta is used to produce a who'ly new sil houette, too. An exquisite corn col ored taffeta at the new shop of Louise Stevens has a faint air of our girlish bouffants with a very new slimth. Closely shirred rows wrap the dress snugly about the diaphragm and hips and then it just oozes out into a graceful full skirt, instead of dashing abruptly into width the way taffetas used to do. Printed crepes are in high favor and at their highest when they are printed in great big coin spots and used for evening dresses as in the dress from Mandel's Costume Shop. In addition to combining light tops and dark skirts for her evening things Vionnet has taken a fancy to com binations of dull and shiny fabrics. In the black chiffon dress from Pearlie Powell she has interesting inserts of black satin, and her black chiffon at Louise Stevens has a lovely black satin scarf and sash lined in white. All in all, colors are versatile, fabrics are exciting, lines are absolutely stun ning, and — well, now's the time to cheer up. Shops About Town THESE new gowns demand things of your figure, and if your dia phragm isn't up to the demand, or rather is too much up, you can do wonders with the correct foundation garment. There are new ones, de signed just perfectly to supplement the 193 2 mode. Under the extremely fitted line the short girdle is apt to produce a pronounced bulge, and a full-length garment is really essential. Gossard has fashioned a very light and comfortable model in the new Miss Simplicity which molds you into line so gently you don't realize what's being done until you look in the mir ror. A lace or batiste top raises the bust line and slants off to the waist in back so that the lowest-backed gown can be worn with it. And the diaphragm s!inks away marvelously. It's shown at Loeber's and other Gos sard shops in very simple daytime styles and lacy evening affairs. ir eople oh and ah about every wisp of fabric that comes from abroad but not many realize how exquisite is the work of some of our own native hand weavers. From the Kentucky mountains come some fab rics as meltingly beautiful as the col ors of sky and forest where they are fashioned. You have probably seen the blankets and decorative fab rics from Berea but you should also look into the unusual scarves and bags which will b!end perfectly with town suits as well as with country things. The little shop of the Churchill Weavers in the Palmer House is a fascinating browsing spot for this sort of thing. O .'HER interesting specimens of American handiwork are in the collection of the American Indian Shop in Diana Court of the Michigan Square Building. While many of the objects produced by the modern Indian are tawdry and "civil ized" there is sti'l much true artistry and craftsmanship in many of the great tribes. This shop has a splen did group of Indian rugs and an espe cially fine display of handwrought jewelry. These silver bracelets, chains and rings have a certain charm and lasting beauty and yet they are less expensive than much undistinguished machine jewelry which is flooding the cheaper shops. 66 The Chicagoan FINE MUSICAL INSTRUMENT PHILCO 9 tube Superheterodyne Radio ®100 complete COMMONWEALTH EDISON ELECTRIC SHOPS 72 'West Adams Street and Branches Preserving the Spirit as well as the Beauty of Traditional Furniture THE charm of old craftsmanship is beyond the com prehension of the mere copyist. Without the spirit of the original, the form — however accurate — means little. Throughout Irwin's fine custom productions, one be comes gradually conscious of the sympathetic insight and the skilled hand of the artist, conscious of the real genius of America's foremost designing staff. In the group illustrated is a Chippendale ribband back chair, intricately carved and excellently proportioned, a simple Georgian desk of mahogany, and a late 18th Century stand of satinwood. All are reproductions — just one group from the large and comprehensive factory wholesale show room display at 608 S. Michigan Bl. In no sense a retail store, but visitors are invited at all times. Purchases may be arranged through any established dealer. ROBERT W. IRWIN CO. COOPER-WILLIAMS, INC AFFILIATED GeoBCahpeKter * Co. (Established 1840) 440 North 'Wells Street — Chicago Superior 9700 • Awnings, Canopies Out>of>Door Furniture Modern Ideas Modern Materials Modern Service 1932 Prices Literature on Request "A novel of vitality and a strange vividness of insight ... an interesting and intriguing piece of work. — Fanny Butcher. I he JHlouse or VioU ence by Felicia Gizycka A novel of two generations . . of to-day and yester day . . and how the shattered romances of two sisters who marry two brothers are reflected in the lives of their children. The development of the children's lives — for good and evil— on the wreckage of their par ents' marriages, is portrayed with striking vividness. at your bookstore. $2.50 * Charles Scribner's Sons, New York April, 1932 67 ROCOCO HOUSE 161 E. Ohio St. Smorgasbord — Special Sunday Dinner 1 to 9 o'clock Dinner Every Day — 5 to 9:30 Distinctive Swedish Foods Tel. Delaware 3688 Enduring Direct A fastidious approach and an intimate address to the smart Chicago market are obtainable exclusively in the pages of THE CHICAGOAN. THE GLEAMING FLACON OF CIRO S SURRENDER IS ENCASED IN A GRAY VELVET AND SILVER BOX THAT ADDS BEAUTY TO THE DRESSING TABLE BEAUTY Hints, Aids and So On (Begin on page 48) night and morn ing does amazing things. This new fluid tightens drooping contours, smooths away lines and restores youthful elasticity. It actually does keep its promise to bring back a healthy young look even when you had just about decided to lay down your shield and surrender to middle age. April is apt to be skittish in the way of sudden storms and brisk winds which aren't exactly a help to skins just emerging rough ened and dry from the furies of March. Very fragile complexions have a particularly difficult time be cause they cannot absorb the rich emollient creams which soothe the hardier type. The ideal night cream for such complexions is the Sensitive S\in Cream which Dorothy Gray has used in her salons for some time and now is selling in all the shops. This is just a breath of fine pink cream which the extremely sensitive skin can absorb readily without any irrita tion. It's just the answer to the cries of those Dresden China girls who fade so rapidly unless their skins are nourished and yet who have such a time finding a sufficiently light blend for them. The very young skin which needs some protection but no heavy lubricants ought to snap it up too. Come spring come winter and all seasons of the year the well-groomed person always needs gobs and gobs of hand cream. But there's something especially April-like about the new Cutex Hand Cream which has just appeared to supplement the well- known manicure preparations. It has a frothy lightness for one thing and vanishes swiftly into the pores leaving no trace of grease, but the most evanescent whiff of newly blossomed hyacinth, a dash of clover and wood violets — really delectable enough to make you go about sniffing your own hands in sheer enthusiasm. Another little hand trick I learned while getting a manicure at Elizabeth Arden's. Con trolled persons don't need this but the fast smoking set which gets the ugly yellow tinge on finger tips ought to try scrubbing the stain briskly (after a pumice rub) with Arden's dentifrice, of all things. The tooth paste wasn't, of course, made for this purpose but since it 'was found to be so effective in removing stains from teeth a few people have been trying it on their fingers with splendid results. Elizabeth Arden has also joined the spring symphony with the most at tractive little boxes of cream rouge which will make a jewel-like spot on your dressing table or can be flour ished with pride out of the handbag. The boxes are galalith, gleamy and bright in a fresh green or glowing new red that is hard to describe, but nevertheless is dashingly springlike. And the rouges inside are in all the luscious new shades to blend with her famous box of lipstick colors and the new costume tones. If you want to keep your newly per- manented hair in the pink of condi tion but don't have time to dash into the hairdresser every week you can do a pretty professional job at home with Eugene's Setting Lotion. Since this has been perfected by the people who make Eugene Steam Sachets and permanent wave equipment it is the product of much experience -with hairdresser's problems and will do a lot to keep your wave in good condi tion. Eugene also has a shampoo especially fine for permanently 'waved hair, and the pair should form an effective supplement to your salon visits. 68 The Chicagoan NEW RHYTHMS in facial care helena rubinstein noted facial authority Skin-tempo — skin-rhythm— are impor tant factors in youthful beauty, declares Helena Rubinstein, beauty specialist of international note. "In youth, the skin's natural tempo is fast, intense. Impurities are speedily cast off. Fresh nutriment is rushed to the surface continually. In the mid-twenties, this speed or rhythm tends to slow down — and must be accelerated to keep the glow of youth in your face." A spring face treatment at the Helena Rubinstein salon is a revel ation in renewed youth and beauty. Incorporated in each treatment are the famous and exclusive Hormone Twin Youthifiers — created by Helena Rubinstein. They combat skin-fatigue — smooth out lines of emotion — create a translucent clarity of skin. They revive the rhythm of youth in your face! © Helena Rubinstein invites you to call at her salon at any time for Face Analysis and advice on home care. Consultation without charge. 670 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE, CHICAGO LONDON N EW YORK Telephone Whitehall 4141 TARI S Solvent Sophisticates • Not everyone can afford to live at The Lake Shore Drive — - even though our present tariffs reflect current conditions. • But those who can do so en joy here what European visi tors proclaim Chicago's finest, really smartest hotel. * Here the very atmosphere is continental, the service as suavely impeccable as on a transat lantic liner, the cuisine a joy to discriminating diners. • Not a very big hotel — but delightfully lo cated, exquisitely furnished and knowingly planned. Single rooms, suites and apartments, many of the latter with their own private kitchens. THE LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL and RESTAU RANT 181 Lake Shore Drive, Chicago Superior S500 Wm, A. Buescher, Manager Late Manager, Ritz Carlton, Boston Ritz Carlton, New York Dirigold Distributors, Inc. 70 E. JACKSON BOULEVARD Harrison 7181-2 % Tib© ©y©<&(nlbGrtI©tP QSiXat- (S©§&QQ®3 ¦ 1 Cy$ ©sxiOGpao© : iL»i&» J@irlKlQ'if@IM>@QiaQi?a3 Cjatajaajgog' April, 1932 69 CLUB SODA GINGER ALE ? high-priced BILLY BAXTER . . . high-priced be cause it is made fine regardless of cost. MADE FINE FOR FINE PEOPLE Send for booklets Florence K and Helen D — womanlike, they tell all. WHEN IT'S YOUR SERVE A Folio of Table Suggestions 0^ charge for Orders before 10 a. delivered the same i. are day. OTTO SCHMIDT PRODUCTS CO. CALUMET 4230 FOR RENT 222 E. Chestnut Walking distance to Loop 6-7 Room Apartments Each with three baths New 19 story building Chicago's most distinctive apts. BUS AT DOOR, OVERLOOKING LAKE Representative on premises SUDLER 8C CO.— Sta 6622 (Begin on Page 53) evolved for some time. As the 'warm evenings approach every self-respecting recreation room and bar should boast a set of sturdy beer glasses or steins, and none is more delightful than V. L. & A.'s famous set of great big goblets em bellished with the coats of arms of distinguished old German breweries. They also have earthenware steins similarly decorated with German brewing scenes — steins to hoch with and weep into, they are so thorough ly Deutsch. If you are a practical soul who needs a formal beverage service and want it unbreakable you can try a new type in the cocktails fashioned of Dirigold. These are either severe ly plain or delicately engraved to make an impressive entrance before one of your more formal dinners. Practical too and charming are the things the Mexican glass-blowers are doing. This glass has a sturdy naivete that makes it just perfect for country houses, breakfast services and informal luncheons and dinners. One of the most delightful groups is a beverage set for orange juice or tomato juice cocktails, a squat little pitcher and a set of glasses with handles just like the pitcher without the pouring lip. These are so un usual and so amazingly inexpensive that they would make a gay little gift for your week-,end hostess. Man- del^ Foreign Galleries have them and an interesting array of other Mexi can ware. W hat goes into your beverage and how, is an other important point. Of course everyone knows that in Scotch any thing but White Rock or similar un favored soda water is a sacrilege, that in Bourbon one should use the Golden Ginger Ale bottled by Can ada Dry, rather than their regular ale, and so on — to each drink its exactly right mixture. More and more people are giving heed to Billy Baxter's admonition that the "spoon is the enemy of the highball," and an engaging booklet tells just how a professional would mix a highball. The Billy Baxter beverages are highly carbonated and make a delightfully active drink (ac tive in the glass — the rest depends on what you mixed with Billy Baxter). In using the Club Soda, for instance, you put a lot of ice in a tall glass and add your ounce and a half of "flavoring liquor." (The booklet is demure about terms but they mean S — ch.) Soda, ginger ale, and the like should always be thoroughly chilled before using and the cap should be removed gently so that too much carbonation won't escape with a plop. Then invert the bottle quickly over the glass permitting the first two or three ounces to dash into the glass with a rush, which starts the self-stirring. The rest should be poured on more gently but with enough vigor to keep up the stirring. This is really a nice touch and adds a fillip of professionalism to the home bar that the host should acquire. But clever ideas don't all cluster about the beverage. Next to being the most cocktail-con scious (or unconscious) nation on the face of the earth we do love our ice cream. To make the ice-cream course really unusual it is wise to order ahead of time — two or three days if possible — and then you can have the confection molded into al most any form your fancy dictates. The Hydrox people devise all sorts of beautiful and amusing individual forms to suit the seasons and occa sion. The cream is delivered in dry ice so that it is kept in pristine con dition until ready to serve. If you don't have special molds made you might try serving cream or any frozen dessert in the attractive angel food baskets baked by Field's cater ing department. These, too, should be ordered twenty-four hours ahead of time. OPECIALLY frozen forms are also a feature of Gaper's catering service, which, you know, handles all the details of any affair from the smallest dinner to the splashiest wedding. Gaper, by the way, packs about the most attractive gift cases I've seen. For youngsters at college, for travelers and as gifts to your hostess they are quite thrilling. The case itself is very handsome and lends itself to other uses when the contents have disap peared. You may select your own assortment though I found that Gaper's own selection contained none of the white elephants these things usually have. For instance, there was a fruity stay-fresh cake, boxes of chocolate peppermints, salted nuts, cookies, in dividual glasses of caviar and Pate de Foie Gras, individual jellies, stuffed olives, colored tea sugars, cheese straws and Melba toast in cellophane, decks of cards and tins of cigarettes. They can be much simpler or more elaborate, as you please, and can you imagine what a college coed or coun try house hostess would do to these? 1 he decorative touch is important in any affair and the alpha beta of decoration are flow ers and candles. April is a particu larly rich month in flower possibili ties, with all the florists selling tulips, jonquils, iris, anemones and the mag nificent double anemones, violets, fragrant stock and colorful African daisies at prices that rival the Paris flower stalls. Many of the lovely short stemmed flowers can now be arranged in the new plateau dish evolved by Fostoria, which permits you to mass a bank of violets and pansies or any flowers in a low cen terpiece that does away with peek-a- boo among dinner guests on the op posite sides of the table. It's a lovely dish too in which to float a few rose buds and form a reflection pool for your candles. Candles are just as springy in their soft pastels so perfectly colored that they blend subtly into your scheme or strike smart contrasts. For the table illustrated we used Waxels in a soft flesh tone which was a per fect supplement to the delicate pink border of the Spode service plates. These candles have an ingenious ridge at the base, so shaped that the candle fits firm and straight in its holder, and they burn with a drip- less steady glow, almost as flicker-less as electricity. Established 18SZ JOSEPH H. BIGGS Fine catering in all its branches. 50 East Huron Street Well-known for quality food and dignified service. Telephone Superior O90O-O9O1 For free Recipe Boot, address MouQuin. Inc.. 217 East mi- Street, Chiacgo. Superior 2G15. I ?. ^^ NON- %¦ ALCOHOLIC J Vevmotttfa- English Dvy English Dry (Gin) Triple Strength and Distilled. The same old gin with the alco hol omitted. The finishing touch to the perfect cocktail ! French and Italian styles of Vermouth. At good dealers everywhere. M. A. OWENS & SONS Importing Company Importers and Dealers of High Grade Domestic and Imported Cordials, Ex tracts, Fruit Syrup, and Food Specialties Price List Upon Request Telephone Dearborn 6S30 M. A. Owens & Sons Importing Company 185 North Clark Street Chicago, Illinois The Hostess finds in Catering by Gaper an excel lence o f cuisine, appointments and personnel to win even her discrimi nating: approval. Gaper Catering has been designed to meet the de mands of the most exacting. It provides the atmosphere to which you are accustomed — in supremacy of cuisine, distinguished accessories and unobtrusive execution. John B. Gaper Catering Co. 161 East Chicago Ave. Superior 8736 70 The Chicagoan to cultured people! The recognized high charac ter of Hotel Pearson is but one appeal to those who without added rental seek a higher standard in hotel living. For here — advanced and up- to-the-minute arrangements provide in a new measure (or a degree of comfort and happiness rarely found. New, smart, modern appoint ments. Larger, more cheerful rooms — most effectively dec orated. Dining rooms in the apartments as spacious as in most private homes. Every attribute of a cultured hotel home — every desirable fea ture — and a most distin guished clientele. Your visit is invited. You will be delightfully surprised at the outstanding advantages and unusual features we are ready to supply for you! HOTEL PEARSO 190 East Pearson Street Telephone Superior 8200 Chicago Artcraft Awnings and Canopies The unanimous choice of discriminating buyers PHONE US FOR ESTIMATE But back to the emergency shelf. To be prepared for the late supper party when every one comes ravenously in for scram bled eggs have a few cans of the new tinned breakfast sausage. Hormel puts these up and they'll save many an unexpected late party. And beef cubes — did you ever try hot beef tea as a pick-up? A cube in a cup of hot water the next morning and at intervals during the day whenever the spirit begins to falter does wonders to get you through the day even though you had only a few hours' sleep and a goodly supply of spirits. We couldn't, in a short caption, do justice to the ap pointments of the spring table shown at the beginning of this article. We can't very well, in any words, do jus tice to the exquisite lines of the side board and corner cupboard. The sideboard is a true copy of one of the finest pieces in the Sanderson collec tion. A striking crotch mahogany is used for the larger face panels bor dered with a swirly grain, and the mottled mahogany inserts in the ten legs and pearwood lines add to the variety of color. The slender square tapered legs and the serpentine con tour are of Heppelwhite inspiration as are the chairs shown at the table. In the sideboard two narrow deep "bottle drawers" and a recessed cup board are interesting and useful touches. A pair of mahogany knife urns on the sideboard balance, in their sturdy severity, the delicacy of the Federal mirror. This, too, is a copy of a museum piece and embodies in its black and gold enamel decora tion and ship picture, in its feathery wheat sheaves at the top, the spirit of the period. These pieces are dis played by the R. W. Irwin Company on South Michigan Avenue and may be seen there, though purchases must be made through your shop ot deco rator. Gorham's Sheaf of Wheat pattern in the flat silver repeats the wheat motif, one of the favorites of the American Eighteenth Century design ers. The simplicity of the gadrooned silver butter plates is a perfect foil for the elaborate grace of the twisted candelabra with their vine-wreathed standard delicately engraved. Spode service plates banded in a soft blush pink and gold gadroon border have pale beige scenic designs in the cen ter and the Waterford goblets fit into the timeliness of the setting. The silver, china and crystal was loaned by Spaulding-Gorham. Spicy white stock are silhouetted against large doub'e jonquils and iris in the silver bowl which is a com panion piece of the candelabra; and the springy softness of the picture is further heightened by the mellow tone and classic pattern of the antique Spanish filet cloth from Litwinsky. With this cloth Litwinsky shows din ner napkins in a deep ivory damask or luncheon napkins banded in lace with lace inserts, making it extremely practical for a variety of occasions if you include the two types. The ivory and ecru tones in both laces and damasks are highly favored now above the dazzling white or pastels of a few seasons back. They do create a more flattering background for crystal and silver — and guests — than the pure whites. The flowers were used bv courtesy of George Wienhoeber and flesh-toned Waxel candles from Will and Baumer. VA« OF pA BOOKS A Review of the Month INC. Telephone Wentworth S450 581 3-1 5 Wentworth Ave. Chicago, III. (Begin on Page 52) preting a legal tender which was all more or less illegal. Seventy Years in Archaeology is not a book of reminiscences, but an account based on diaries, which make old seasons spring suddenly to life in all the hardship of drifting sand, fall ing walls, tombs neck deep in water where you must work not with fingers but with toes, the excitement of dis covery, the black despair when graft and indifference higher up bring de feat out of victory. A museum at tendant's finger penetrating a Greco- Roman portrait that you have preserved almost by miracle, a mag nificent sarcophagus left to the rav ages of sun and garden hose, collections wholly lost, the Tell el Amarna pavement hacked to bits by a farmer who didn't like to have sightseers tracking up his fields. The book club choices for April are notable as hav ing each of them an extrinsic as well as an intrinsic interest. That is: the Van Wyck Brooks Emerson comes from a publisher who not only ful minated against book clubs when they were new, but has held his ground ever since. Here therefore is a letter asking reviewers to regard Emerson not as the publisher's first fall from grace but as a concession to his au thor. And both Heat Lightning by Helen Hull — a sort of mid-west Jalna which uses its excellent local color and characterization to prove that the success of any marriage is in direct proportion to the intelligence of the wife — and Kamongo by Homer W. Smith — a discussion between an An glican priest who has been doing souls in Africa and a scientist who has been studying lung-fish there, which, though ultra-modern in substance, is nonetheless a pleasant reminder of Plato and Berkeley for its dialogue form and for the fact that it is ex cellent literature — both these books are the fruit of their authors having enjoyed Guggenheim fellowships. So Far So Good, by Elsie Janis. Or as the technical bad man of The Young Die Good remarked: Other people want to get some of the fun, if they see someone who's having it. Well, Elsie has had fun since the age of three, and she has never cared how many people horned in on it across the footlights. The same fun that caused Theodore Roosevelt, Hamilton Fish, and others to form the Elsie's husbands club at Cambridge, and made Miss Janis the sweetheart of the A.E.F. comes over surprisingly well into the printed words that tell of all that fun. There have of course been contre temps in connection with the Wash ington bi-centenary. None more curious perhaps than that Bellamy Partridge should have started out to write about Washington and have ended by writing about his enemy Sir Billy Howe. The upshot of the book being however that Sir Billy may not have been quite such an enemy after all. So much so that if, as I believe I heard somewhere, Marion Strobel is POPULAR DEBUTANTE Here is a new Fostoria design in stemware, which has just been "presented to so ciety." Tall and graceful, these glasses come in lovely combinations: amber base with crystal bowl . . . solid crystal . . . crystal base and green bowl . . . crystal base and topaz bowl . . . crystal base and wis taria bowl. They lend distinction to any formal affair. Ask to see the new Fostoria stemware with the "Burr" stem. OLD-TIME CHARM Quaint as a hoop skirt, colorful as Andrew Jackson . . . the "Hermitage" pattern is a new Fostoria design, old in the traditions of Colonial "thumb print" glass. "Hermitage" comes in charming breakfast or luncheon sets. And in drink ing sets (glasses, decanters, shakers). In 6 colors, all surprisingly inexpensive. FRESH FROM PARIS This new Fostoria "plateau" center-piece for flowers together with its companion candlesticks is very chic and very modern. It contains a shallow well in which short- stemmed flowers float. It is such a relief from those tall center-pieces that force your guests to play hide-and-seek all through dinner. This center-piece, at little cost, adds much glamour to any table. Mrs. Elizabeth H. Russell, Hostess Editor of "The American Home" says: "Nothing has added so much color and beauty to the dinner or luncheon table as the new vogue for glassware service. And the modern hostess who would be truly smart must have a complete glassware service, prefer ably in one of Fostoria's lovely patterns." To get the smartest and latest information on table settings, both formal and informal, write for the interesting booklet, "The Glass of Fash- . . Fostoria Glass Company, Dept. C-4, Moundsville, W. Va. April, 1932 71 Medinah Athletic Club —Invites you— to make this splendid Masonic Club your Chicago home: Famous all over the country for its architectural beauty and rich furnishings. 500 rooms now available for permanent or tran sient guests. Every convenience and service. Members, their families and guests have access also to: Swimming Pool Gymnasium Violet Ray Dept. Billiard Room Card Rooms Golf Practice Ground Hand Ball Court» Squash Racquet Courts Library Luxurious Lounges Private Dining Rooms Ballroom When it costs you no more to have use of all this, why live where you get any less? Rates? Very moderate. Outside single rooms, handsomely furnished, bath, large closets, $60.00 a month and up. $75.00 and up, double. Charming little 2-room suites from $120.00 a month. Larger space, luxuriously furnished, in proportion. Transient rooms at $3.00 daily, single — $5.00 double. To make reservation, see Mr. Phillips. For more information, write, wire or phone (WHItehall 4100). 505 No. Michigan Ave. CHICAGO For Sale A Paying Career The Smart, Well-known VERA VALENTINE BOOKSHOP and LIBRARY 1333 Continental Illinois Bank Bldg. 231 South La Salle Street Corner of Jackson Owner now living out-of-town. Will sell outright or consider partnership. Shop established Feb. 14, 1923. COUTHOUI FOR TICKETS descended from Sir Billy, she might almost use this biography as creden tials for the D.A.R. Those paper covered books from Paris which you may have seen on dis play at Brentano's and elsewhere — and which when opened turn out to be as English inside as the title Storm outside — are the most recent publica tion of the New Review, in other words of the firm with which Samuel Putnam, honorary Paris correspondent of the Chicagoan, is now associated. These stories, by Peter Neagoe, about peasants and others, in spite of their vigorous action somehow suggest painting or sculpture. If they were paintings, you might describe them as having a strong line, for they are as robust and hardy as the peasants. MUSIC The Inevitable Polish Question (Begin on page 31) take to its un compromising dissonances nor to its moody bitterness. But these very characteristics stamp it as the product of a genius painfully aware of Germany's plight. Florian Mueller, first oboist of our orchestra, erstwhile student of Arthur Anderson, made a smashing debut as composer. His symphonic sketches, although plainly influenced by the modern Frenchmen, display a potent originality and an extraordinary feel ing for instrumental combinations. I felt that the second sketch came to an end too abruptly as if Mueller had suddenly had enough of it. The audience certainly felt no such thing. They gave him a hearty and deserved ovation, such a one, in fact, as would content any composer on his debut. T he twenty - third program pivoted on Tschaikowsky's mastodonic Manfred Symphony, meeting ground of English and Rus sian romanticism when both were be ginning to be a little too gamy of flavor. Tschaikowsky can be ob served here at his best and worst. The three-ply Manfred motive is gen uinely moving, the cry of a great spirit in agony, an Amfortas in the Byronic universe. But the fairy of the Alps sings in the mawkish ac cents of the cabaret and the tender memories of Astarte well up from the world of the salon. In this work, more than in any of his, the Russian balances with endless monotony on one progression or even on one chord. The Symphony is like some massive anthology collected without heed to good taste or the necessary processes of elimination. To make matters worse the or chestra, especially the fiddle sections, indulged in some remarkably ragged ensemble, as if impressed by the hope lessness of it all. M. Mischakoff ought to take his boys aside and give them a separate going over. No first- rate orchestra should tolerate such sloppy attack. The inevitable pianist, Egon Petri this time, emerged after the intermis sion brandishing Beethoven's Emperor Concerto. Petri, fresh from European conquests, established himself soundly with the local cognoscenti. His pianism is a bit bleak, a little stern, but, like a good soldier of music, he bends unselfishly and carefully to his task. That task was scarcely designed to bring to light his pianistic gifts. The Emperor (kindly omit thunder bolts) is (with the exception of the sublime adagio) an arid piece of music. The lumbering finale, gallop ing along like an antiquated fire- horse, does not even hint at the Beethoven of the final quartets. We will know more about Egon Petri after he plays here in recital. And I hope that will be soon. The Arts Club pre sented Eva Gauthier in March in the kind of program that critics live for and ladies never sing. La Gauthier, indomitable pioneer among recitalists, friend of the new and untried, trod lightly from Rameau and Lully through the intricate mazes of the modern Germans and Spaniards. Although she is not endowed with important natural gifts, Madame Gauthier nevertheless manages to dis cover the essence of poem and music with unerring precision. These songs of Alban Berg, Schonberg, Joseph Marx, Turina and Falla admit of no bluffing. Their texts are no less dis tinguished than their music and they call for a high order of interpreta tion. Madame Gauthier sings more with her heart and mind than with her voice. She grasps each separate lyric with the subtle insight of the psychologist. Wax -Works IN spite of all these pianists one becomes suddenly homesick for Cortot after listening to his Victor recording of Schumann's Symphonic Etudes. There are times when we think that the brunette gentleman of Paris is the perfect pianistic synthesis. And his frequent lapses of memory only endear him to us the more. Without them he would be almost too good to be true. But of course on the discs there is no forgetting. The posthumous etudes, often omitted in concert, are here gathered together with the original Twelve. The finale is as banal and repetitious as ever, an undistinguished coda to one of the finest works in the literature. But Cortot manages to make something of every note. Here are poetry, technique, the finely tempered Gallic intelligence, all brought to bear on the music of the German master. Even the finale tears along at such a brisk pace that it loses some of its wonted monotony. This Musical Masterpiece Set will prove immensely valuable to any student of the piano. Other items on the Victor list this month include Mozart's The Violet and Longing for Spring, sung by Sigrid Onegin. Two of the daintiest of Mozart's songs conveyed in spirit and letter by an illustrious artist. If you will pardon the headlong descent consider next the Creole Rhapsody as rendered by Duke Ell ington and his orchestra. The Duke, legitimate musical scion of old man Handy, here tries his own pen and scores a southern medley that is not without pleasant moments. Person ally we prefer Ellington as the Sultan of Scat, dispensing the lewd rhythms of Minnie the Moocher and Kicking the Gong Around. Society makes Shoreland its rendezvous! It is the accepted 'center of social activities, the preferred setting for noteworthy affairs. Here sophisticated service meets the * exacting requirements of smart occasions. A catering staff alert to its responsibilities is at your instant service with original ideas and menus. Everything is responsive to your pride in making your party express true individuality. HOTEL SHORE LAND 55th Si. at the Lake 'Phone Plaza 1000 Read Entertainment' The expert ad vices of critical observers vet' eran in the serv' ice of an alert and knowing readership, as- sembled com' pactly and sue' cinctly on pages 4 and 6 of this and every issue of The Chicagoan The Chicagoan Stage Screen Music Art Books Dance Style In THE CHICAGOAN for May THE CONVENTION RACKET— A Preview of the Impending Political Conventions in the Afterlight of Conventions That Have Gone Irretrievably Into History - By Milton S. Mayer WHAT SHALL WE DO AFTERWARDS?— An Urbane if Penetrating Critique on the Social Neglect of Intellectual Conversation ' By Durand Smith MORE ABOUT PROUST— An Intimately Illuminating War time Glimpse of the Great Frenchman - By Henry Channon Fashion Beauty Entertainment Travel Society April, 1932 73 IFOR D/NNfePv , al CNJOYM&^i WHITE ROCK served before dinner dispels fatigue and en courages appetites — White Rock at dinner increases the enjoyment of the meal — and White Rock after dinner keeps over eating from dulling pleasure. Slightly alkaline and super-sparkling. White Rock is an aid to digestion and a pleasant spur to greater activity. As for ginger ale — you can best please your guests with White Rock Pale Dry, the only ginger ale made with White Rock. The leading mineral rwafer\± SOCIETY NOTES About Chicago Leaders {Begin on page 26) and see how many idle hours there are during the twenty-four, unless, of course, he is ill or naturally lasy! Of course, such a plan presupposes an in- come, but what a wise man it is who, enjoying his family and the simpler pleasures of home life, knows when he has enough to get along on and then acts accordingly. Especially just now when, as Mr. Coleman says, the "daily grind from nine to five could be compressed into a much briefer space with no great dis- turbance to the economic structure." Later on he remarks, "I am hopeful that the cult of leisure is enlarging, that the movement away from swivel chairs is gaining ground. The brave little band of wayward brothers in my own community has lately welcomed to its midst a number of erstwhile executives of substance and influence — with the early pros- pect of additional novitiates/'' Even during the winter there were many Saturday morning stayat'homes, both in town and in the suburbs, and now with the approach of spring and the imminence of golf, tennis and riding afternoons, it looks as if the brave little band would become a legion, vast in its proportions and enthusiastic in its pursuits. The memorial to Rue Winterbotham Carpenter, selected and an nounced recently by the Board of Directors of the Arts Club, is a beautiful and fitting tribute to her long service, devotion and in spiring efforts to make and keep the club what it is today — a forum of the Living Arts. The memorial is to take the form of a fund, created by the twenty- thousand dollar War Tax Recovery Fund, the income of which is to be used exclusively for lectures on all the living arts in their contemporary aspects (ar chitecture, sculpture, music, painting, litera ture, poetry and drama), and which is to be known as the Rue Carpenter-Arts Club Memorial. Mrs. Carpenter was one of the founders of the Arts Club and its president from March, 1918, until her death last December. Her loss to the club is irreparable, but her fine spirit, high courage and great vision will al ways prevail wherever the influence of the or ganization is felt. CINEMA By the Clock {Begin on page 33) to be the only one who thinks so. And then there was Prestige, an insufficient vehicle for Ann Harding and Adolphe Menjou, and Shopworn, a wholly inadequate occupation for Barbara Stanwyck. And there was Alias The Doctor, in which Richard Barthelmess gives an imitation of a movie actor impersonat ing a doctor, and Impatient Maiden, wherein Lewis Ayres does likewise. None of this latter group should keep you from doing whatever else you have in mind for the evening. Un less, of course, you have radio in mind. None of these are as bad as that. 74 The Chicagoan Smartest.. under the sun Boxcloth Spats — gray, tan or black — $4 The first duty of a Scotch Mist is to be the smart est coat under the sun — the next is to be the most useful under a rainy sky. For Scotch Mist is waterproof. It is made so by a special weave we developed years ago in Scotland. It is not a rubberized or cemented fab ric, but a stylish woolen in all weights and with soft Highland colorings and patterns. It has the unmistakable drape that only pure wool quality and hand-tailoring give. A Scotch Mist is adequate for a one-coat man. 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