*fk e \t i^M ^mP^M%^P,%1^ ^4ugust, 1932 Prie e 35 Cents HOTEL GOLFMORE is locateci sixty-two miles from Chicago on the classic shores of southeastern Lake Michigan in the very heart of that glorious wooded district known as the Sand Dunes. It occupies a unique position in the resort world of the middle west, combining ali the attractions of a million-dollar investment and environment. It em- braces in the highest degree the accumulated advantages of golf, bath- ing, tennis, horseback-riding, dancing, archery and archery golf with a hotel environment that is equipped and arranged to satisfy the taste of the most fastidious. One will be delighted with the meals served in a recently remodeled dining hall renowned for the excellence of its cuisine, its liberal portions and its spendid service. In this environment one cannot help but relax and rest and live and forgzt the worries of business cares. Prices are moderate, in fact, the management is fully in accord with the spirit of the times in giving to its guests the BEST of everything at the lowest possible prices. For rates and particulars and reservations ap pi y to CHARLES S. ABBOTT President and General Manager GRAND CHIGAN MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY Si uy my s koes ai ÒJield s in Uiuqusi b ugust oecause: The New Styles for Fall are always so exciting. - Field's Shoes fìt so well — they're made right.-Tm always agreeably surprised by the low prices." EVERY PAIR OF SHOES IN THEIR ENTIRE STOCK IS REDUCED IN AUGUST August, 1932 TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — -Later CHARM HOUSE— 800 Tower Court. A new establishment bring' ing to Chicago the same food that has been enjoyed and so well served in Charm House in Cleveland for four years. SCHOGLE'S— 37 N. Wells. A res taurant noted for its literary flavor and not less worthy for its more than fifty years of excellent vict- ualry. Something of a show place. 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. RED STAR INN— 1?28 N. Clark. Delaware 3942. Abounding with noble Teutonic foodstuffs and the quiet of an old German Inn. For three decades Papa Gallauer, who will attend you, has kept his estab' lishment what it is today. R1CKETTS— 2727 N. Clark. Diver- sey 2322. The home of the Straw berry waffle. And here, too, the late-at'nighters find just the right club sandwich or huge steak. HEH.RICVS — 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. The Town's old- est restaurant. It's really an insti' tution. And SVoull never had such coffee and pastries. , MME. GALLTS— 18*E. Illinois. Delaware 2681. Her£ one finds stage and opeia celebrities and ex cellent Italianfecuisine. ¥f- /im irelahd's orsrm-musE —632 N. Clark. Delaware 2020. An astonishing selection of deli' cacies from the deep; wonderfully prepared. WOK KO W — 2 2 3 5 Wentworth . Calumet 1189. Not the usuai chop suey place, but a real Chinese din- ing room situated in Chinatown, serving real Chinese dishes pre- pared in the native way. PICCADILLT — 410 S. Michigan. Harrison 197?. Apt to be more in feminine than masculine taste, but an admirable luncheon or tea spot. A BIT OF SWEDEH— 1011 Rush. Delaware 1492. Unique, quaint and the atmosphere and cuisine are Swedish. Especially famous for its smorgasbord. Decorated with Swedish objets d'art. KAITS— 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. • Sound, hearty German dishes appealing to those who would be well-fed. ALLEGRETTI^— 228 S. Michigan, 11 E. Adams. Conveniente eatirig places where excellent foods may be had, especially for luncheon or MRS.' SHENTAWS— 3725 Lake Park. Oakland 2775. Here you can be served a complete Japanese meal — suki-yaki and the several other Japanese dishes. Better cali a day ahead. L'AIGLON— 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. EITEL'S — Northwestern Station. c 0 N T E N T S Page 1 ON THE LAKÈ, by Burnham C. Curtis 4 CURRENT ENTERTAINMENT 6 HERE AND THERE ABOUT TOWN 7 EDITORIAL COMMENT 9 CHICAGOANA, conducted by Donald Plant 12 SKETCHES OF OLYMPIC CONTESTANTS 13 OLIVE BRANCHES FOR VICTORY, by Robert Lee Eskridge 14 SONATA OF SUMMER, 1932, by A. George Miller 15 THE STATE OF BEGGARY, by Milton S. Mayer 17 E VER SO HUMBLE 18 MODERN ART IN THE MODERN TREND, by Henri Weiner 19 THE FORGOTTEN MANDARIN, by Richard Atwater 20 THE POST OFFICE IN THE MAKING, by Henry C. Jordan 21 IT SHALL BE DONE, by Ruth G. Bergman 22 MY CRITICAL FRIENDS, by William C. Boyden 23 THE FRONT YARD AT NIGHT, by A. George Miller 24 LOVELY YOUNG MODERNS 26 ONCE ABOARD A LINER 28 A GROUP OF PRESIDENTS 29 SUMMER GARDEN VARIETIES 31 RISING TO THE OCCASION, by The Hostess 33 RULERS OF THE WAVES, by Lucia Lewis 35 URBAN PHENOMENA, by Virginia Skinkle 37 FIRST FALL WHISPERS, by The Chicagoenne 38 THE CUSTOMS OF THE TOWN, by Frank Hesh 39 WARM BUT FAIRER, by Marcia Vaughn 40 HOME SUITE HOME, by Ruth G. Bergman 43 THE TEST ON THE ROAD, by Clay Burgess 45 AIR CONQUEST NUMBER TWO, by Gerald Arthur 47 WAX WORKS, by Robert Pollak THE CHICAGOAN— William R. Weaver, Editor; E. S. Clifford, General Manager— is published irtonthly by The Chicagoan Publishing Company, Martin Quigley, President, 407 South Dearborn Street, Chicago, 111. Harrison 0035. M. C. Kite, Advertising Manager. New York; 'Office, 1790 Broadway. Los Angeles Office, Pacific States Life Bldg. Pacific Coast Office, Simpson-Reilly, Bendix Building, Los Angeles; Russ Bldg., San Francisco. Subscription, $3.00 annually; single copy 3Tc. Voi. XIII, No. 1. August, 1932. Copyright, 1932. Entered as second class matter August 19, 1931, at the Post Office at Chicago, Illinois, under the act of March 3, 1879. lini immillimi mi nini imimiMmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmiii Truly a blessing in a neighborhood where good Jpefstaurants are few and far between.;. A place you'll want to remember if you ever go over that way. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Superior 9697. That old Spanish atmosphere, service and catering. It is, ali in ali, rather unique and your out-of-town guests ought to enjoy dining there. ROCOCÒ HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Delaware 3688. Swedish menu and unstinted hors d'oeuvres and an amazingly variety of dishes. Works of Scandinavian craftsmen are also on view. CHEZ LOUIS— 120 E. Pearson. Delaware 0860. French and Amer ican catering. M. Louis Steffen has with him his old Opera Club and Ciro's staff and chefs. MT. ARARAT— 117 E. Chestnut. Delaware 3300. Armenian cuisine; something different that ought to be tried. Host M. Jacques (who has exhibited at the Art Institute) has done the interior himself. VASSAR HOUSE — Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Here you may have luncheon, tea, dinner and even breakfast in a most modem setting. There's the lovely Diana Court, too. HIHE HUHDRED— 900 N. Mich igan. Delaware 1187. A very knowing place; for one thing, there's the cusine, and for another, if that be necessary, the atmos phere. GOLDSTEIKS— 821 West 14th St. Roosevelt 2085. In Death Valley to be sure, but you ought to taste the steaks prepared in the native Roumanian style and the other Roumanian dishes. HUTLER'S— 20 S. Michigan, 310N. Michigan, Palmolive Building. For luncheon, tea or dinner and no matter where you are, if you are around Town at ali, you aren't too far from one of the three. HTDE PARK CLUB— 53rd at Lake Park. On the roof of the bank building. Excellent luncheons and dinners. Also, perfectly suited for dances, private parties and so on. ARCADE TEA ROOM— 616 S. Michigan. Webster 3163. In the arcade of the Arcade Building. Breakfast, luncheon, tea, dinner. And there's a grill. GRAYLLNG'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. MAISOHETTE RUSSE— 2800 Sheridan Road. Lakeview 10554. Summer terrace and garden. Rus- sian European cuisine. Tambu- ritza entertainers during luncheon and dinner hour. FRASCATI'S — 619 N. Wabash. Delaware 0714. Italian and Amer ican dishes and unusual service and courtesy. BRADSHAW'S— 127 E. Oak. Dela ware 2386. A pleasant spot for luncheon, tea or dinner. Quiet and restful, and the catering is notable. JULIEK'S— 1009 Rush. Delaware 0040. Heaping portions of every- thing and a broad board and Marna Julien's equally broad smile. Bet ter telephone for reservations. FRED HARVETS— Union Station. The usuai wonderful foods and the regular Harvey service. MAISON CHAPELL— 1142 S. Michigan. Webster 4240. Where those who are connoisseurs of ex cellent French cuisine assemble for the pleasure of an evening. HARDLNG'S COLOHIAL ROOM —21 S. Wabash. State 0841. Fa mous for its old fashioned Amer ican dishes, including corned beef and cabbage, and for service, effi- ciency and a variety of foodstuffs LE PETIT GOURMET— 615 N. Michigan. Superior 1184. A luncheon and dinner place well at- tended by good people and some thing of a show place. It, too, is perhaps more feminine than mascu line. JACQUES— 180 E. Delaware. Dela ware 0904. Famous for French cuisine and alert service and well known to discriminating Chicago- ans. RIVEREDGE— On the Des Plaines River, route 22, Yz mile east of Milwaukee Avenue at Half Day. Rather a trip, but worth it to get away from it ali. The cuisine is excellent. THE SAN PEDRO— 918 Spanish Court, Wilmette. Authentic old- tavern setting. Food that pleases North Shorites who gather here. There are some famous specialties. B/G SANDWICH SHOPS— There are eleven locations in the Down town section. Tempting foods promptly served. 4 The Chicagoan VACAT10N-DAYS BEYOND COMPARE AT WISCONSIN'S COOL, SUMMER iiiiiiiJiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiìm Spend a week or more at Lawsonia — a magnificent 1200 acre estate that J once was the private estate of Victor I. Lawson, late millionaire publisher of the Chicago Daily News. Motor boating, yachting, swimming, and game fishing are at their best on beautiful eleven mile Green Lake. A large outdoor swimming pool, and a smaller wading pool for children, are also provided. 16 miles of paved private roads lend a new charm to motoring and horseback riding. Golf is, of course, an outstanding attraction on the sporty, well conditioned 18 hole course. Bob Dunlap and his Broadcasting Orchestra play for luncheon, dinner and supper dancing. Every room is equipped with twin beds, combination tub and shower, and circulating ice water. Come to Lawsonia — now! Enjoy the most wonderful of ali vacations at no more than ordinary cost. Make reservations at once. Lawsonia is 25 miles west of Fond du Lac and Oshkosh. On the C. N. W. R. R. A few hours by motor from Chicago. For complete information — _ Chicago Office — 7 So. Dearborn St. (Suite 330) Phone Andover 1331 or write — ^ DOUBLÉ ROOMS with PRIVATE BATH and MEALS $9 Per Day Per Person $50 Per Week Per Person SINGLE SLIGHTLY HIGHER r LAWSONIA COUNTRY CLUB HOTEL, GREEN LAKE, WISCONSIN M. E. WOOLLET, Manager ALSO — LAWSONIA HOMES NOW RENTING FOR 1933 Distinctive homes ranging in size from 5 to 16 rooms for 1933 season at very reasonable rentals. Country club privileges available. Ask for Property Manager, or write or phone Chicago Realty Finance Company, 7 So. Dearborn Street, Chicago. (Andover 1331.) ugust, 1932 zMorning — Noon — Nigh t COHGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Congress. Harrison 3800. Al ways one of the best of the Town's dining places. There are several dining rooms. For the summer the Balloon Room and Pompeian Room are without orchestras. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 Block — Sheridan Road. Longbeach 6000. Charlie Agnew and his orchestra. Marine Dining Room and Beach Walk. Dinners, $1.50, $1.75, $2.00; cover charge 50c; after dinner guests, $1.00. Saturdays, cover charge 75c; after dinner guests, $1.25. Dancing till midnight on week nights, except Fridays till 12:30 and Saturdays till 1:00. BLACKSTONE HOTEL— 656 S. Michigan. Harrison 4300. The traditionaly fine Blackstone food and service. Margraff directs the String Quintette. Otto Staach is maitre. STEVEHS HOTEL— 730 S. Mich igan. Wabash 4400. Harry Kelly and his band play in the main dining room. Dinner, $1.50. No cover charge. DRAKE HOTEL— Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. Clyde McCoy 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 SHERMAN— Clark at Ran- dolph. Franklin 2100. At College Inn: Grand music and good fun. Bobby Meeker and his orchestra are summering here. NEW BISMARCK HOTEL — 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. Ivan Eppinoff 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. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle at Madison. Franklin 0700. The La Salle kitchen has long been known for its excellent catering to the taste of the epicure. No dancing this summer. ST. CLAIR HOTEL— 162 E. Ohio. Superior 4660. Dancing every night on one of the Town's few roof gardens. Dinner, $1.50. After nine, minimum a la carte charge, 75c. HOTEL BELMONT— Sheridan Road at Belmont. Bittersweet 2100. Superb cuisine and quite perfect Continental service in a cooled (70°) dining room. Blue Piate dinner, $1.00. Other dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. 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 smaller 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 near-northsiders are apt to be found dining. HOTEL WIHDERMERE—E. 56th St. at Hyde Park Blvd. Fairfax 6000. Famous throughout the years as a delightful place to dine. Two dining rooms; no dancing. Dinners, $2.00 and $1.50. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Blvd. Hyde Park 4000. A pleasant place with an ampie menu and alert service. Conven- ient for the southside diners-out, especially. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. Gifford is in charge. LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. Rendezvous of the town SANDOR'S ESCUTCHEON FOR MR. RUFUS DAWES. notables and equally notable for cuisine and service. Luncheon, $1.00. Dinner, $2.00. Theodore is maitre. SEHECA 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. SHORELAHD HOTEL— 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The splendid Shoreland cuisine and hospitality are a delight to south side diners-out. Dinner, $2.00. PEARSOH HOTEL— 190 E. Pear- son. Superior 8200. Here you will find ali the niceties in menu and appointments that bespeak re- finement. EAST EHD PARK— Hyde Park Blvd. at 53rd St. Fairfax 6100. A popular dining place on the southside. Table d"hote dinner, $1.00. T)usk Till Dawn THE NEW DELLS— DempsterRoad at Morton Grove. Morton Grove 1717. Sam Hare's always popular night harbor where Gus Arnheim and his band play and Sophie Tucker, the inimatable and "The Last of the Red-Hot Mammas" is there for a limited engagement. No cover charge to dinner guests. LIHCOLK TAVERN — Dempster Road at Morton Grove. Ted Weems and his orchestra and a good floor show. BLACKHAWK— 139 N. Wabash. Dearborn 6262. Clay Bryson and his orchestra play. Service is alert and Blackhawk cuisine has always been known as perfect. CLUB ALABAM— 747 Rush. Dela ware 0808. Chinese and Southern menus, Frank Furlett and his or chestra and a floor show. TERRACE GARDEXIS — Morrison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. Frankie Masters and his band play and there's the famous Morrison kitchen to prepare your food. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. No cover charge. VANITT FAIR — Broadway at Grace. Buckingham 3254. Floor shows, four every evening and Leo Wolf and his orchestra. No cover charge. GRAND TERRACE— 3955 South Parkway. Douglas 3600. Earl Hines, at the piano and his band are back again. Ed Fox is in charge. ART ART INSTITUTE — Michigan at Adams. Several one-man shows; Fourth International Photo Salon; exhibition of modem paintings and water colors of Mrs. L. L. Coburn. ACKERMAN'S— 408 S. Michigan. Sporting prints, water colors. Por- traits by Charles Sneed Williams. ANDERSON'S— 536 S. Michigan. Miscellaneous show of eighteenth century English portraits; land- scapes by American and foreign artists. A. STARR BEST, INC.— Randolph and Wabash. Antiques, china, prints, silhouettes and other works of art in the Collector's Corner. R. BEHSABBOT, INC.— 614 S. Michigan. Early Japanese and Chinese curios and art objects of ali kinds. M. O'BRIEN & SON— 673 N. Michigan. Prints of the orient by Mrs. Bertha Lum; paintings by American and foreign artists. IHCREASE ROBINSON— D i a n a Court, 540 N. Michigan. Water colors and prints by Chicago artists. ALBERT ROULLIER — 414 S. Michigan. Lithographs by Marie Laurencin. TATMAN, INC.— 625 N. Michigan. English china; modem and antique crystal service; lamps and furniture. GARRITT VANDERHOOGT— 410 S. Michigan. Prints by contempo- rary artists. WALDEN BOOK SHOP GAL- LERIES— 546 N. Michigan. Ex hibition of caricatures featuring many prominent Chicagoans; de- signs in brass by Scott Johnson. TAMANAKA & CO. — 846 N. Michigan. Chinese and Japanese art objects; orientai painting of ali kinds. BOOKS CHARLOTTE BRONTE, by E. F. Benson — Captivating both as nar rative and as controversy, this new line-up of fact and theory has also a certain something else, being written by a modem representative of the family that Charlotte ticked off as the most demoniacal of ali the demoniacal families the Brontes ever governessed in. SPEARS AGAINST US— A Cecil Roberts scenic romance which be- gins with summer sports in the Tyrol and goes on to give an Aus- trian view of the war, with glimpses of ali fronts, including the Italian, and of the aftermath in Vienna with Hoover to the rescue. HOME IS THE SAILOR, by Ruth Blodgett — Talkie of a Maine sea- port fallen upon Cranford days, with the foreground nominally given to modem science in the form of a district nurse and a young village doctor, though the clipper ships and their octogenarian survivors quite frequently take it over. NOTHING BUT WODEHOUSE— One thousand pages of what Og- den Nash, as editor, paradoxically, albeit in plain prose, hopes will be accepted as the best of an author who is always at his best. And ali for two thirty-nine. DAWN IN RUSSIA, by Waldo Frank — An author more at home with Dostoevsky and Chekhov than with dynamos and wheat fac- tories, goes down the Volga on an empty stomach but far from empty boat, and does the other things that constitute a summer vacation in Russia, the upshot being a final chapter that analyzes Leninism both clearly and favorably, and a final sentence that advises America to think up something just as good — but entirely different. THE TAXI-DANCE HALL, by Paul G. Cressey — Discussion of a new American institution based on a five years' study of Chicago ex- amples. THE GAP IH THE CURTAIH, by John Buchan — A novel where the suspense is pretty tight, due to a superscientist letting some house party guests, ali of them headline material, get just one look at the London Times for a year from then. THE MTSTERT OF TUMBLING REEF, by Beatrice Grimshaw — Mystery tale of a South Sea island, with a touch of fairy tale to contribute a few extra shivers. HEAD TIDE, by Joseph C. Lincoln — Cape Cod in the seventies, and the tempests that gathered about the head of a young man from out- side who inherited the Wellmouth newspaper — a story which is how- ever not heavily archaeological. WE BEGIH, by Helen Grace Carlisle — The Mayflower expedition as lived, and told, by three of its passengers, but with the sedate language and thought forms by no means dimming the violence of the actions and emotions recorded, nor obstructing the author's uptodate comprehension of the psychology and economics of pietism. For ex- ampie, though Standish appears in it, he is not the Miles Standish of Longfellow. BERLIN, by Joseph Hergesheimer — To those whose taste for convivial and uninstructive travel has ai- ready been formed by Mr. Herge- sheimer's book about Cuba, this highly similar book about centrai Europe will need no bush. OBSCURE DESTIHIES, by Willa Cather — Three long short stories of pioneers in the west, one of them a woman who had gone out to Colorado as a grandmother, and of their passing — figures who might have been minor characters in a Cather novel thus rating a dignity and stature of their own, though by virtue of Miss Cather's art stili kept minor. WOODROW WILSON AND HIS WORK, by Wm. E. Dodd— Peter Smith has brought out a new and revised edition of Prof. Dodd's (University of Chicago) discrim- inating, comprehensive and just appraisement of the War President. MIDDLE CLASS, by Nanette Kut- ner. Keen, sympathetic story of what happened to each member of a large middle class family when unexpected millions were suddenly inherited. 6 The Chicagoan JULY 12. — The magazine appeared on the stands today, the formai Tenth falling upon a Sunday and distribution accounting for Monday. This, the July issue, is the twelfth edition in the grand dimensions adopted a year ago in response to popular suggestion and, of course, in anticipation of the World Fair, an expansive subject requiring spacious treatment. Like each of its predecessors, this number is hailed by early witnesses as the best that has come from the presses. Ali, then, must stili be right with the world of culture. The staff, lingering only for this assurance, has gone its several holiday ways. The staff never fails to react to the stimulus of this monthly approbation. Each month the routine is the same, beginning with earnest planning, merging into a steadily mounting fever of execution, ending always with a dash of heartbreak because one or another cherished feature has been omitted or its publication deferred. Each time, while the presses are rolling, the office is a study in expectancy, con- versation deflected to any and ali topics save the business in hand, jerking back to normal and thence to gaiety as reports filter in to repeat the story sweetest to editorial ears. The staff is never quite sure, never quite doubtful, that the edition in preparation will win its allotted portion of applause. The period of uncertainty drags rasp-like over fatigued nerve- ends. This is the penalty of creative endeavor, suffered by every artisan in every field, a stiff but never dear price paid for the exhilaration — in no case the benefìts — of popular approvai. No paradise, this, yet no perdition, either. A dog's life but a merry one. Study in Color JULY 13. — A motor southbound along the grandest stretch of boulevard in this or any country slows to a crawl at the beginning of Jackson Park and picks its way in second gear through the incredible mile flanked on the left by Mother Lake and on the right by serried ranks of dilapidated conveyances parked doublé by whites and blacks stolidly engaged in defiling her cool wave, the municipal escutcheon and each other. A sweltering officer arrests the motor's progress while forty men, women and children, twenty-three white and seventeen Hack by count, shuffle across the drive. The delay frees eye to rove the walk and the beach beyond, a gaudy panorama of flesh, blond white flesh in yellow brassières and trunks, gleaming black flesh in crimson loincloth, old flesh, young flesh, clean, dirty, pale, tan, thirty thousand varieties of flesh, half white and half black, ali of it hot and ali of it packed indiscriminately, revoltingly, explosively together. The officer 's whistle sounds and the eye is glad to return to the thin strip of pavé that lies clear before the next sweltering officer with his herd and his whistle. The good Senator Walsh, whose steel eye and silken tongue held Democrats to their obligations at the Stadium, amused and educated himself by sprinting from the rostrum at the start of each demonstration to the relative quiet of a convoyed limousine which whirled him at breakneck speed through each of Chicago's famous parks in turn. This was not advertised, but the parks were, the parks and, in the case of Jackson, the phenomena deplored above. Perhaps the good Senator had more than the imputed motives for confining the delegates to their tasks. The so-called solid South was represented in force. A carload of southern gentlemen might have strayed so far from their caucuses and a decidedly pleasant time would have been had by ali of them, while they lived. No doubt the Cen- tury of Progress people, who seem to get on well with the South Park Board of Commissioners, will do something about controlling the situation before World Fair time, either by politely inviting the blacks to leave or by incorporating the beach as a super de luxe exhibit and charging a suitable fee. Assurely there is nothing like it in ali the world. The Stage Moves On JULY 14. — Mr. Boyden telephoned to announce that there is not a show in town and to inquire of what stuff a drama editor might be expected to compose an article on the drama for the August edition in such case. When the drama editor is a Boyden, mere lack of current performance imposes no problem. However, there is a show in town, and the circum- stances of its performance compose as neat a problem for those who revere the playhouse and its traditions as they have had to deal with in a decade. The show in town is Rhapso dy In Blac\. It is performed by Ethel Waters, Valada and the originai cast at the Chicago theatre between films. The material is compressed into sixty minutes, an improvement on the whole, and the engagement has been extended over a second week because the five thousand seats of the cinema are not enough to accommodate the customers in one. The show stayed a little longer than most of the past sea- son's attractions on Randolph Street. Advertisements stated that its next stand would be Paris. If two matinees were given each week, and if the theatre had sold ali of its thousand seats, which it didn't, the patronage it is enjoying at the Chicago would have prolonged its engagement at capacity business for twenty-five weeks. The admission charged at the cinema is slightly less than the cut rate prices of Randolph Street. Ten persons stand in line to see Rhapsody In Blac\ at a cinema in summer to one who bought a reserved seat for it at the Garrick in the height of the theatre season. The problem is why. In the answer may lie the salvation or the dissolution of the orthodox theatre. Spealing of Opera tions JULY 15. — The thermometer is down to ninety. It stood at ninety-eight and the nurse on the left, the good looking cne, perspired frankly. The doctor with the bald head was down to shirt and shorts. He picked up his white cap with one hand, mopped his glistening paté with the other, sighed re- signedly and allowed the rubber gloves to be thrust upon his hands. The nurse on the right, the one who looked as though she knew her business, didn't care for the remark that it was a great day for this sort of thing, win, lose or draw. Maybe it's unethical to have a sense of humor, just as it must be to men- tion that anesthesia doesn't quite click at ninety-eight. Ninety isn't bad, after ninety-eight. Humidity is down, too. Strange that no one has perfected an instrument of some sort that will hit off an average between temperature and humidity, a kind of comfort quotient, indicated by a series of symbols or letters that a mere citizen could glance at and decide whether to play tennis or get out the skiff and run for it. Maybe someone will. Someone ought to perfect something. Races by Radio JULY 16. — There are worse things than races by radio, such as no races at ali, and now that the directors of Arlington Park have established daily broadcasts it is possible for a turf addict to undergo a bit of bodily repair without sacrificing quite ali. It is one thing, and not much, to read in a news- paper that Gusto has won the Arlington Classic. It is quite another thing, and a better one, to bear an excited announcer yelling the details of Faireno's default and Top Flight's sur- render as the winner, then Stepenfechit, and finally the Nashes1 surprise horse, Evergold, pass the wilted favorites in the stretch. It is a thing to dispel the gloom of confinement, to soften the sweet stench of medicaments and bring ease to inactive muscles. The overlords of Arlington Park have not always been popular with old school racing men. There was a time when certain owners professed indifference to the purse inducements of the then new track. Arlington policies were deemed a mite too progressive for tradition. There were whispers of ostentation. But the purses were increased, the policies be- came more progressive, ostentation became advertising and advertising begot publicity, until the plant is unqualinedly described by writers whose profession it is to know about such things as the finest in the country. Now comes the Arlington daily broadcast, giving the sport of kings at least an even break with baseball in the eternai competition for popularity in terms of paid admissions, and even the die-hards will cash a few tickets when the officiai results are hung up. Not even the sport of kings need be oldfashioned. Consider the Rich JULY 17. — Washington dispatches describe Mr. Hoover as down to his last million. Three years ago they credited him with ten. Mr. Hoover has taken a cut. Mr. Hoover's employers are not unanimously impressed by his services and there is talk of a new man for the job. There is no talk of insurance companies or newspaper syndicates competing for options on the Hoover personality or pen. Mr. HooverVis a hard lot, but not so hard as Mr. Insull's. Mr. Insull is down to a pension. His millions were counted in hundreds. Mr. Insull has taken his losses, as he took his winnings, without apology. A new man is in his job. There is talk of competition among book publishers for Mr. Insull's memoirs, which would sell into round numbers, but he will not write them. Mr. Insull is out of circulation. November 8 dawning wet, it is possible to envision the Messrs. Hoover and Insull, not long thereafter, discussing it ali across a convivial table in that dear old London of mutuai memory, even as the Messrs. Hoover and Insull, with their fellows, discussed it ali across a White House conference table as their and the world's prosperity toppled. Four years and contrast. Brave phrases then, confidently intoned, snapped up by fascinated reporters and flung into the hungry ears of a hopeful humanity. Brave phrases now, perhaps, but carrying only to the tired tympanni of servitors sedately deaf to the babble of the inn. Hands that held a nation and an empire within a nation fondle bitter cups. Lips that dictated remi- nisce. A check is brought — there is always a check — and an unpleasant picture fades. There is no good in drawing unpleasant pictures, unless to sketch a background or trace a pattern. Mr. Insull's expe- rience is relevant because it is completed. Mr. Hoover 's status is peculiarly typical. Into one pattern or the other, changing only names and amounts, can be fitted practically every rich man — and every poor man — as of this Sabbath morn. There are just about .enough exceptions to prove the rule. The pattern pinches. It is of unlovely design. It pinches the rich man and the poor man alike, and in the same-places, but rich man and poor man do not respond alike. The poor man squeals. Mr. Insull didn't. Mr. Hoover hasn't. Neither was idolized when his star was at zenith, as some men of power are, and neither sowed sympathy, yet neither has been pulled down from his horse and set upon by the mob. The rich have had a hard time of it. They have not behaved badly. A few have quit, and of this few, a few not gamely, but the main body has gone through, nobly. This was not expected. Nobility was not among the items on the popular inventory. This is the surprise element, the O. Henry quirk, in the story of the depression. It is also the guarantee of a happy ending. The rich may be broke, but they are not broken. Rich man, poor man, beggar man and thief know the difference. Olympics Bound JULY 18 — A note from Robert Lee Eskridge, at Pasadena, informs that he is on the scene and will be pleased to cover the Olympics, with pen and pencil, for readers of The Chicagoan if his article in the June issue has not disbanded them. It has not. A 'phone cali from Durand Smith, off to the same destination, volunteering his eloquent typewriter — the one that pricked Mr. Walgreen's merchandising bubble in the May number. Thone calls, too, from Daggs, as she signs herself in other journals, relating plans that include a flight from here to there and action sketches of the athletes. And editing a magazine of culture is supposed to be work! Modem Ver sion JULY 19. — "The operation was successful but the patient lived.11 Panie in the Locai Room JULY 20. — A particularly low grade panie, spreading like poison gas over the locai room and seeping into the society department, or vice versa, has resulted in publication, in at least two newspapers, of stories purported to reveal the approxi- mate relative status of Mrs. Edith Rockefeller McCormick's financial affairs. Out of a wealth of conjecture, interspersed with quotations imputed to Mr. Edwin Krenn and to a secre- tary, it is possible to gather that Mrs. McCormick's properties have shared the experience of everyone else's properties in the general decline of values. Neither story suggests that they have declined more or less, proportionately, than Mr. Mellon's or Mr. Ford's or Mr. Smith's or Mr. Jones' or Mr. Brown's. Neither story, therefore, is a news story in any legitimate sense of the term. Both stories are disgraceful violations of what used to be cherished as a journalistic code of ethics. Both of the newspapers guilty of this outrage have been diligent commentators upon the. affairs of Mrs. McCormick, in quite another vein, over a long period of years. Both have praised her charities, glorified her social leadership, capitalized her civic devotion and steadfastness in every public emergency, every campaign for funds for worthy cause, every attempted massing of sentiment in defense or support of the common weal. Their readers have been schooled by them to know Mrs. McCormick as they have described her, to regard her as the supreme representative of whatever is good in wealth and what- ever is fine in aristocracy. The sole end that could be accom- plished by the stories in question would be to convince this multitude of readers that the last trench has been lost, that the legions of the depression have stormed the inner gates and that the thing to do is to flee before the pillaging begins. If that was the purpose, there are no Reds in Russia who could have made a better job of it. Mrs. McCormick is ili. Mrs. McCormick has not been away from Chicago in twelve years. In that twelve years she has never failed to do substantially more than her substantial share for Chicago and Chicago institutions. It is not likely that the bad taste and stupid enterprise of prying newspapers will persuade her, upon her recovery, to transfer her residence and her leadership to another place. If she did so, her reasons would be perfectly clear and logicai. In the Headlines JULY 21. — Scareheads announce President von Hindenberg's establishment of martial law in Berlin. Lesser headlines report Mayor Cermak, at Antioch, indecisive with regard to his projected sojourn in that capital. His Honor was elected in a blur of billboards labelling him executive. His Excellency has held Germany together in the face of problems that make an unmet payroll look like a Coolidge dividend. The trip would be a good thing for the mayor. Slow Curtain TULY 22.— Florenz Ziegfeld died today. Back to Norma Icy JULY 23. — The gang guns are blazing again. New names, new alignments, but the same old tried and true technique, and the same old trick jails and judges. Nothing to be alarmed about — "they only kill each other11 — and probably a good sign. When business took the count the firing subsided. Mayhap the new cannoneers are just a bowl of early worms heralding the homing bluebird. (Continued on page 42) Chicagoana Recent Occurrences, Observations and Comments C o 11 due t e d b y Donald Plant THERE'S been such an influx of foreign athletes to the city lately that we had begun to wonder if possibly the athletic ability of the world might be concentrated in those foreign parts. With lusty Germans, vociferous Italiana and confìdent Englishmen overflowing the city on their way to the Olym- pic games it looked for a while like- we were going to be overpowered by European muscle and coordination, or whatever it is that makes a star. It was quite a load off our patriotic shoulders to find Bill Tilden strolling about the Chicago Beach Hotel during the recent National Pro fessional Tennis Tournament. "Here,11 we said to ourselves, "is a world's champion of our own who lobs off pretendere heads with his tennis racket and little effort, year after year." Today, in his second year as a professional player, Tilden is as big a figure as ever. Although in his thirty-ninth year, he's not ready for the armchair, into which most athletes are shoved long before that age. It was a good show to watch him battle against Hans Nusslein, for instance, Karel Kozeluh, or Roman Najuch, and to find the little old championship sticking right dose to our shores again this year. ^And the Tournament *HPHE National Professional Tennis Tourna ment held at the South Shore Country Club recently was the best athletic show of the summer. If you didn't see Burke of Ire- land do his vaudeville act with Kozeluh you missed probably the most colorful doubles team in the world. The professional cham pion of Ireland and France is a whimsical, yea, slightly mad fellow on the courts. He aug- ments his seasoned doubles game by making trick smashes with his back to the net, and volleys, when he gets the chance, with his racket twisted around his back. Kozeluh, obvi- ously nostalgie for the soccer of his youth, butts tennis balls around on his head or kicks them hundreds of feet in the air. Their opponents never seem to mind, either. Roman Najuch, another star from Central Europe is a great barrel-chested left hander with just a suspicion of paunch. He roams restlessly around the base line confusing his victims with an invincible backhand. He con- fused Vinny Richards no end, passing him at the net time and again with well-placed shots down the side lines. Najuch, who is also an expert ping-ponger, looks like an agreeable truck-driver. In defeat he is slightly wistful, following netted balls with a querulous, "Ach, Najuch." His doubles partner Nusslein, a sleek, dark-haired young German, is one of those tennis machines you read about. He plays a beautifully steady game, wanders ac- curately about the back court. He seldom goes to the net as his overhead is nothing to write home about. With a little more poetry and imagination to his game he would beat any amateur or professional in the world. And of course William the Second of Philadelphia, nervous as a cat, supreme god of tennis, prima donna of clay and grass. He charges any tennis atmosphere with his own kind of electricity. His audiences wait im- patiently for those strained nerves to give way and titter with embarrassment as he bawls out linesmen or pauses petulantly in the middle of his service while some husky girl tramps to her seat. Personally we go for his antics in a big way. Tilden is a great showman and, at the top of his game, stili the most inspired rack- eteer of them ali. Touché! Mr. Brisbane JUST the other day, July 26, we believe it was, the United States postai service cele- brated, here in town and probably in ever other village, hamlet and railroad crossing that has a post office, the One Hundred Fifty- seventh anniversary of the birth of the U. S. postai service. The Federai Building, sub- stations, mail trucks and other miscellaneous postai equipment were decorated with flags, bunting, ribbons, streamers and that sort of colorful thing. In the rotunda of the Federai Building there were many posters commemo- rating the indubitably blessed event, and a lot of pictures of none other than George Wash ington who, possibly, was the father of the postai service as well as of his country. The smartest appearing mail carriers were selected to act as guides for the several man* dred visitors who knew about the birthday party and who availed themselves of the invi- "migawd! will that woman ever be on time?!!" tation of our Postmaster, Arthur C. Lueder, to make a tour of inspection of the main post office. Mr. Lueder gave little talks about the postai service, its history, passed and current prob- lems and what it hoped to do next. And, oh yes, ali the mail carriers on and off duty that day wore little American flag-boutonnieres, and fastened to them, sort of sticking out from underneath, were little tags on which was printed "Made in Japan." Ooh, just wait till Mr. Hearst finds that out! Hear Them Bells HPHE installation of the great carillon in the beautiful University Chapel of the Uni versity of Chicago has just about been com- pleted. The carillon is a gift of Mr. John D. Rockefeller, Jr., and a memorial to his mother, Laura Spelman Rockefeller; and it ranks with that of the Riverside Church, New York, as the largest and finest in the world. The carillon was cast in Croyden, England, where ali the better carillons are cast, by Messrs. Gillett and Johnston, Ltd., who did the Riverside Church job. Both carillons con- tain seventy-two bells, but the largest beli of the Riverside carillon is a few hundred pounds heavier than the largest University Chapel beli, and has a 120-inch diameter at the beli opening, three inches larger than the corre- sponding Chicago beli. And that beli, C sharp, weighs 36,926 pounds, more than a thousand pounds of metal having been ma- chined out of it during the process of tuning. The next largest beli, D sharp, weighs 25,613 pounds. The bells are cast of beli metal which con- tains eighty-four percent copper and sixteen percent tin. Ali but five of the bells are stationary; the clappers are operated to pro duce the tone. The largest clapper weighs 1,500 pounds. And the five swinging bells can be tolled or operated by motor as chimes. The carillon is played with a console, or keyboard, much like an organ. It is arranged on a chromatic scale, and it is possible to play the most difficult music with the instrument, whereas a chime permits only the striking of separate notes in sequence to produce a melody. Operating the carillon is strenuous work. The keys are oak pegs, several inches in diameter, which the carilloneur strikes with his doubled fists. The clapper, too, can be operated by "assistance pistons," an electro-pneumatic device worked by pedals. The room for the carilloneur will be nearly two hundred feet above the Street, in the upper level of the Chapel tower. A clock will operate the carillon so that it will strike notes on the quarter and full hours, and eventually an arrangement of some sort will enable it to play an air each hour. It is possible, also, to operate the bells automatically August, 1932 9 "can you find out why certain nasty rumors have stopped GOING AROUND ABOUT ME?" by use of player rolls and an electro-pneumatic device, similar to that by which a player-piano is run. The Rev. Charles W. Gilkey, Dean of the Chapel, will select a carilloneur this summer from the famous school, the only one of its kind in the world, at Malines, Belgium. The carillon is to be dedicated this autumn, and maybe Mr. Rockefeller will attend the cere- niony. These Surf Floats TF youVe been around beaches at ali this summer, you've probably seen any number of animals — horses, frogs, turtles, crocodiles (well, maybe they are alligators) and fìsh, too, as well as vari-colored, striped, spotted D. T. hallucinations that are being used as surf- floats by locai bathers. Well, we think we'd like to see some (but not till next year) made in the shapes of various celebrities. Paul Whiteman, for instance; you could float from here to Harbor Point on a Paul Whiteman surf-float. Or how about a Marconi-rigged Sophie Tucker? Or a Jean Harlow float? Or your favorite race horse? Gusto, Equipoise, Evening, a big Stepinfetchit or a little gray Tred Avon. The Goodyear people and the Firestone crowd, or whoever makes surf -floats, ought to start thinking about the grand possi - bilities anyway. Studebaker '05 A/TEMORIES of a bygone day of wealth and fashion were recently revived here in town by the appearance on locai streets of an ancient — twenty-seven years old in fact — automobile. It was a 1905 Studebaker town car once owned by the Potter Palmer family. The relic is now in the possession of Peter Esslinger, a carpenter, who purchased it from the Potter Palmer estate for the sum of $10. Confined to Storage in a garage for a decade or more, the car is again seeing the Iight of day. It is being driven around by its present owner who applied and obtained state and city licenses for the ancient vehicle. Its acquisition by Mr .Esslinger was touched, as we like to say, by the finger of chance and romance. Esslinger happens to have a pen- chant for antiquated automobiles. He learned of the existence of the old Studebaker in the Palmer garage and went to view the car. IT was jacked up on blocks and seemed to be rearing itself toward the rafters. To the modem, stream-line- educated eye, it may have appeared incongru- ous and grotesque, but in the days of dust and dust coats, goggles and long, flowing veils, it represented a pinnacle in luxurious personal transportation. It was what is now commonly termed a "special job" and exemplified the cul- tured taste in motoring fashion nearly three decades ago. Anyway, Mr. Esslinger, who lives in the past only where motor cars are concerned, loved it immediately and bought it. The body of the car is of mahogany. The Windows are beveled glass; side bracket lamps are of sterling silver, with head lights illumi- nated with carbide. The engine has four cylinders in two separate cylinder blocks, and there are three forward speeds and one reverse. Mr. Esslinger has a lot of fun operating his prize, particularly on short weekend trips. Its top speed is about forty miles per hour, but it is a gas-eater compared to modem conceptions of economy. There is no record of mileage on the relic, but Studebaker engineers are pretty sure it has gone well over 100,000 miles. zAdding Insult A MONG the less hasty decisions of a certain **¦¦*¦ wellknown judge is one arrived at by him away from gavel and docket. Being ardently anti-radio, His Honor's home discomfiture was greatly increased by the loud'playing radio addict in the hotel room next to his. Casting aside neighborliness, he finally persuaded the fellow to adandon radioperations by eleven o'clock every evening. Well, ali went smoothly for several weeks. But one night the neighbor left for a party and forgot to turn off his radio. That meant a managerial visit to his room at the request of the judge. But the manager, not too familiar with the various radio gadgets, didn't turn off the set, but just turned down the volume. When the partying neighbor returned some- time during the morning hours, he saw the dial light showing and, being in a rather gay mood, turned on the radio full blast. It certainly, and suddenly, disturbed the judge, who next morning informed the clerk that due delibera- tion had led him to the conclusion that it would be necessary for him to move. He didn't mind the howling radio next door so much, understand; he'd got used to that, bad as it was. But he did object strenuously to the person of violent temper on the floor above who kept pounding on his ceiling for him to turn off the radio, when that was his own greatest desire. 'Bertka Lum Prints * I HERE is hanging in the O'Brien Galleries A at 673 North Michigan Avenue a com- prehensive exhibit of prints in the Japanese style, the work of an American woman, Mrs. Bertha Lum, whose Japanese pseudonym, "Visionary Orchid," aptly describes her technique. They are most delicately executed, blending the qualities of Eastern prints with the composition and perspective dear to the Western eye. Exquisite movement of line combined with dainty yet striking colour solicit for these prints an admiration which we believe, is wholly merited. Mrs. Lum, after studying in Chicago, jour- neyed to the Orient, and there became enthu- siastic about applying the nishi\iye process to colour designs. That she has done so with remarkable success is shown by the recognition accorded her in print exhibition both in this country and abroad. As an example, at least we thought so, Blue Birds is a masterpiece both of design and of printing. Little children hardly bigger than butterflies cluster on the branches of a fir tree hung with lanterns, and two boldly limned birds, blue with red breasts, flit across the page. Then there is the lovely one of a single tree with a large trunk tapering into the most graceful of frosted boughs, the whole a most effective commingling of shaded gray tones, white traceries, and smootfi pale ochre. There are over fifty prints on display, offer- ing a wide variety of subject matter, and a pleasant half -hour of anybody's time. QT3 PK, BO, Etc. TT was worth ali the misery, if it didn't do anything more than discover something that the Chicago Motor Club didn't know off -hand. For about two years now we have been asking people and people have been asking us, what those black-and-white rectangles reading BK, PS, QF, etcetera, signified and who put them up along the less densely populated by-ways of the county. We couldn't make sense of them, and we decided that maybe it was our fault until a lot of intelligent people (there are a lot of intelligent people) turned up wanting 10 The Chicagoan to know the same thing. What did they stand for? Whither did they lead? Well, sir, we stili couldn"t get excited about it, but lo! we were driving along some quiet little Street around Oak Park the other day, when one of those signs rose out from the no- where, hearing the legend BO. Now, BO has come to have a very definite connotation to people who read advertisements. If it ever meant anything else, it means Body Odor in the year 1932. We became, frankly, rabid on the subject. No one knew anything about them. There was only one place to go, where ali men go to learn ali things — the Chicago Motor Club. No one had ever been able to stump them and no one had ever been able to get them mad. And a lot of ill-mannered people had tried. We pulled up to the Club, and went in and saw Mr. Ed Ruffin. Did Mr. Ruffin know? He did. They were set up by the Board of Cook County Commissioners two years ago. They mark highways that are otherwise unmarked throughout the county. It was, it seems, Major George A. Quinlan's idea. Major Quinlan is the superintendent of county high ways and he has had many good ideas, but this was not one of them. People just don't look at letters for road directions. They look at numbers, viz., U. S. 20, or out-and-out di rections, viz., Marion Junction, 2 miles Straight Ahead. The County Board, which does a great deal of distributing, distributed free maps showing which roads were which, according to the new devices. People didn't bother to get the maps. Adjacent counties promised to erect similar signs, and never went through with it. So there they stand, ali over the county, unhonored and unsung, whispering delightful but meaningless messages to the motorist. Mr. Ruffin gave us one of the County Board's maps, and sure enough, they were ali there. Some of the choicest, it seems to us are, be- sides BO, QT, BK, PK, PM, PT, PS, BV. Mr. Ruffin denied that PI stood for Pie-Eyed or that BG (which runs through Lincoln Park) signified Bad Going. Then carne the crack of doom. We said, "Is there any rhyme or reason in the selec- tion of letters?" Mr. Ruffin hung his head, the Motor Club hung its head : No one knew. But they'd find out. And they did. Ali the routes running north and south, Maj. Quin lan's office explained, begin with B or C, and ali east or west routes begin with P or Q. And they progress alphabetically, beginning, for in stance, with the southernmost east-and-west road in the county as PA. The east-and-west road just to the north is PB. And so on. Very interesting, we thought. T)ressing Up \ LANDMARK is going to get its face washed for company. Just before the Fair, the government will steam-clean its Fed erai building here; and after twenty-seven years the light granite walls will again be seen. Artists have just renovated the interior, too; one of the biggest jobs of inside furbish- ing on locai record. That many have forgotten what is actually under the building outer grime, was indicated by the announcement, in connection with the work, that "the dome will be regilded." We are told by the custodian (since 1905) that the gilded dome leaked and was changed years ago to slate. Those responsible for the Brighter Federai Building project were not successful, however, in convincing their Uncle Sam that he should erect lights, as called for in the structure's plans, on the second of the two pedestals at each outside corner. The pairs of pedestals will just have to go on looking — in the words of the disgusted architect — like "one-eared bow-wows," Fair or no Fair. 'Boat Deck k I ''HE Summer Garden at the Drake, as you probably know, is one of the most delight ful dancing spots in town, and the thoughtful management has several new features already under way and more contemplated. For in stance, every Thursday night there's a buffet supper which has a strong appeal to the resi dente of the neighboring territory who grant the customary release to their maids on Thurs day nights. And there's a special boat deck overlooking the lake that has been erected for those who like to take their sun in comfort and enjoy lake breezes and scenic vistas at the same time. In the afternoon a young Chinese lady serves several excellent kinds of tea. She is very popular and her name is Yungoun (Jean to you) Moy and she comes from a prominent Chinese family. Her uncle is Frank Moy, famous and competent "Mayor of China- town." Miss Moy goes to Harrison Technical High School and she isn't supposed to do any work, not even during vacation time. It's quite taboo for the daughters of the best Chinese families to work, but her parents are out of town for the summer and anyway, she loves it. The boat deck, with and without Miss Moy, is a grand sort of place. Lots of dinner guests take demi-tasse there between eight and nine o'clock evenings, possibly because the enclosed portion reminds them of the Aquitania, on which they just can't be this summer. "DO YOU MIND IF I BRUISE AROUND A BIT?" August, 1932 11 Lindstrom and Count Lt. Johann Gabriel Oxenstiernd, members of the Swedish Fencing Team, in action with epées. A.\illes Jarvinen, decathlon champion, pole-vaulting. The Indian World's Champion Field Hockey Team at play. Shah Bo\hari is the bear de d one. Baron Lt. Ta\eichi ~Nishi of the Japanese Equestrian Team jumping his mount, Uranus. The dash man from Down Under. Allan Elliot, sprinter and middle distance run* ner for Australia. SKETCHED BY ROBERT LEE ESKIUDUI: 8IDELIGHTSOF THE MEET Olive Branches for Victory A Preview of the Olympic Games B y Robert Lee Eskridge IOS ANGELES is en fete for the Olympic Games. Flags of many nations drape -* doorways, hang from Windows and flutter from lamp posts. The multi-coloured emblem of the games, — red, blue, green, black and yellow circles on a white ground, catch the eye in every direction. The streets have the appearance of a carnival where huge pieces of confetti hang in suspension, a fluttering sea of colour in the white California sunshine. The Olympic village where the athletes live is a bachelor's paradise, women are not per- mitted to enter, nor men either unless on very important business. A group of women looked sadly up at the barriers which enclosed the village and finally one of their number mur- mured, "What a shame it was that they might not have just a peek at the kitchens and there pick up a recipe or two from the chefs who carne with the boys." For the athletes of each country have their own cooks and are served with the food that they are accustomed to at home. Over two thousand athletes reside in the village under the most ideal conditions imagi- nable. In fact, Dr. Karl Diem who will be in charge of the Olympic Games to be held in Berlin in 1936, said if they could duplicate the housing conditions for the boys and the sta- diums just as they were here in California for the games in 1936 he would be pleased. Comedy lightens this serious business of athletics in the grand man- ner. Certain representatives of the press were hunting a barber shop in the Olympic village and finally discovered one in the Japanese sec- tion after a weary trek through Italy and Greece. At this moment a flaxen haired youth sauntered by the barber's clad in black and yellow flowered pajamas whereat the sleuths of the press grabbed their cameras and gave chase. The beautifully apparalled athlete was evidently a sprinter of note for he suc- cessfully eluded his pursuers and nary an expo- sure did they get — and when they finally returned to the barber shop the little Japanese had shut up his shop for the day. The boys know how to relax after their workouts. I watched the giant Finn, Ville Porhola, after his daily tussle with the throw- ing hammer, sit contentedly in front of his bungalow playing record after record of his favorite Finnish Folk Songs, on his portable Victrola. Eddie Tolan, the coloured flyer from Michigan State (some sprinter), sits writing letters to his friends back east, as his main relaxation. I HERE are nine stadiums and water courses provided for the 135 pro- grams representing fifteen distinct branches of sports which are being presented during the sixteen days and nights of the Games. The Olympic Stadium, the largest of these, could comfortably house two buildings the size of the ancient Roman Coliseum with plenty of room to spare for refreshment booths on the sides. It accommodates 230,000 persons, and 105,000 of these are reserved seats. At the Olympic Auditorium are the boxing, wrestling in the Graeco-Roman manner and weight lifting events. One has to go to Long Beach to see the rowing races and to Pasadena to see the cycling events which are held in the old Pasadena Rose Bowl. The yacht races are being held in Los An geles harbor and the fencing events are staged in the California Armory. One of the most picturesque groups is the Indian world's cham- pion field hockey team. Dressed in blue with blue turbans they are an exotic note in the melee. Of course the moment they appear jovial bystanders yelp "We want Gandhi" and if they had brought him with them they would probably have carried off ali the medals in sight merely from the weight of delighted public favor — and can they play hockey! I wandered about the fields sketching various events and caught S. L. Shah Bokhari in action — turban and ali. And action there is in the way Baron Lt. Takeichi Nishi of the Japanese equestrian team takes the hurdles on Uranus. Alan Elliot, the 100 yard and 200 yard champion, 9 4/5 seconds, 21 2/5 seconds on grass track, is something to watch too. He looks like a cross between a coal heaver and a Greek wrestler. These Australians come big, but how they can run! Akilles Jarvinen, whose father was the champion discus thrower at the Olympic Games held in Athens, is the world champion in the Decathlon. And for sheer beauty of line nothing equals Jarvinen's vaulting over the pole, save some great swimmer doing a swan dive. The most beautiful actions to watch in the games are these two events. I will qualify my artistic enthusiasm by mentioning that fencing comes dose to the above for magnificence of line. Watching Count Lt. Johann Gabriel Oxenstiernd of the Swedish fencing team at foils convinced me of the superb reserve and strength shown in both the foils and sabres. One of the most impor tant men in the games is not an athlete. Lt. Harold Roberts who leads the Olympic orchestra has a job that few orchestra leaders would want. For Lt. Roberts has to play any one of twenty-seven national anthems at a second's notice. The instant the flag of the winning country, one of whose athletes has won an event, is raised Lt. Roberts signals his orchestra and be it the Haitian National an- them or be it our own he has to be right there. He will not have to play the Haitian anthem frequently as Haiti has but one representative in the games. A huge negro of magnificent physique. The Ione orphan (no papa, no marna, no brothers, no sisters) of the Games. Ali in ali, it's one of the greatest and most inspiring experiences of my life. And in my enthusiasm I am but following in the tradition of the artists and sculptors who watched games in Athens in those dim and half for- gotten days when Pericles awarded the olive- branches to the victors in that great stadium at Athens, the birth place of Olympic Games. OLYMPIC GAMES LT. HAROLD ROBERTS, BAND MASTER FOR THE OLYMPIC GAMES, AND A BUNCH OF THE BOYS WHO PLAYED THE TWENTY-SEVEN NATIONAL ANTHEMS August, 193 2 13 SONATA OF SUMMER, 1932 The city's prouà s\y\ine loo\s down — not so benignly, perhaps — upon a horde of homeless Chicagoans. By day they count the shiny automobiles on Michigan Boulevard. By night they sleep, as one and ali may see, and the turf of Grant Par\ is as rose petals underneath them, even if the grass of Crani Par\ ma\es inferior eating. The State of Beggary A Venerable Profession Comes Into Its Own cHOEHANDLE and I stood at the sloppy counter at Louie's, just making things worse by drinking a Stein of what Louie puts out under the label, and libel, of beer. A few months ago a report went the rounds that beer was going to follow Middle West Utilities' lead and go down to 15 cents. It never did. McHoehandle can afford 25 cent beer. I cannot. "Do you know," said McHoehandle, wiping the collar of foam from his lips with the back of his hand, "I am getting tired of this depression." "What's the matter with it?" I asked. McHoehandle works for a university and hasn't had his salary cut. "It depresses me," he said. "I don't like to think about people who haven't enough to eat. I have too much." "How often do you think about people who haven't enough to eat?" I asked him. "I didn't think about them very often, at first. I am very lightly endowed with human pity, and as long as they didn't stand in front of me and starve I didn't think about them. But now they 're everywhere. They're on the boulevards and in the parks. They're on shady streets in nice neighborhoods and around the corner from expensive restaurants. You can teli they're starving by looking at them. Their nerve is gone — they don't even beg. You see a thousand every day. I teli you, it gives a man a turn. Let's have another beer." But you can't drown the world's sorrows in Louie's galvanized beer. I doubt that anything exhilarates when you get into McHoehandle's mood. I've been in it for months. But I've been afraid to open my trap. It's like the plague that knocked Europe into a cocked hat about five hundred years ago. The best people sat around in their ruby-studded castles drink ing out of gold goblets and keeping the shades pulled down so they wouldn't have to see what was going on beyond the moat. If you try to teli people what you've seen on west Madison Street or under Wacker drive, they teli you to stow it — aren't they feeling terrible enough without having to think about that? Sure they are; so you stow it. I don't suppose talking about it, especially in this maudlin fashion, does any good. But nothing else seems to do any better. The people who stili have a little money left have dumped millions into the relief chests. I suppose there has been a little graft, and a little waste — but not much. There are too many honest people keeping an eye on each other for anyone to make a man-sized haul. Where has it ali gone? — and it has ali gone. Into thin soup and thin stew, into more thin soup and more thin stew, into the bellies of the starving. When it's ali gone, they're stili starving, every last one of them. And when you think of that, you say to your- self, "What in the devil is going to happen?" B v Milton S . Mayer But you don't know the answer to that, so you cut short your ponderations with, "Good God" or "It's terrible," and go on about your business, if you have any. At least that was the way I faced the problem until about a year ago, when I was put back into circulation by one of the great, teetering corporations of this city. I had my choice of begging or writing. Begging, I knew, had always been the more profitable enter- prise, in flush times anyway. But it meant a great deal of footwork and no less of hat- tipping, neither of which has ever been my especial forte. So I decided in favor of a life, while it lasted, of letters. The position of such a person in the eco nomie maelstrom is in many ways enviable. He does not have a steady income, which is de- cidedly disadvantageous, from the spiritual standpoint at least; and there is, or was, until recently, a certain embarrassment connected with the inability to provide a business address. On the credit side of being unemployed, how- ever, there are plenty of items. It is, first, a sobering state for a young man who had always assumed, with ali young men, that the world was his oyster. Moreover, happy is he bound to be who escapes the exasperating fate of the wage-slave, even if he escapes, perforce, by the back door. And finally, and most importantly, to the man who has lost his job there is thrown back the curtain on golden vistas of perspec- tive : he is able to appreciate the terrors as well as the discomforts of destitution, and to feel them, if only vicariously. It is no small solace to a man of my kidney to be able to chuck the frigid "No" of refusai for "I'm sorry, partner, but I'm out of work myself." The distaste for encountering beggars and having to refuse them has always been acute in me. I have tried various methods, such as ignoring them or crossing to the other side of the Street, but no such device has ever given complete satis- faction. Several times a day, and the several grew by bounds as conditions went from worse to worse, I found myself face to face with the sad spectacle of a man whose eyes glittered with hunger and whose lips implored a nickel. The plain, peace-loving citizen who does not enjoy abusing these wraiths with the why- don't-you-go-to-the-proper-place type of ser- mon has no alternative: he has to say "No." And saying "No" twenty times a day not only tries a man's patience but tends, after a while, to take the sun out of the sky. The clinging, if erroneous, suspicion that each "No" deprives a life, however unworthy, of its last mote of hope does not add to the cheer of the evening meal. This stony manner, so indigenous to suc cess in finance, is particularly hard, it seems to me, for the green and tractable young man to assume. And I, although I am aging fast, am a green and tractable young man. I would be of no use behind a wicket. But I have an extremely nifty light grey suit, which a man in Selma, Ala., sold me three years ago by telling me that I looked like a million dollars in it. The lining looks like the flag Napoleon took at Austerlitz, and the edges of the sleeves and collar are somewhat rubbed down, but I will say that when I wear it, even now, I look like a millionaire. That this was no idle con- ceit I realized by checking the number of times I was approached for small coins when I wore the million dollar garment against the number of times I was approached when wearing my less imposing Richman Bros, creation of blue serge. The count was so distressing that I have, actually, abandoned the millionaire model altogether. There are hoboes, of course, in this hobo capital of the world, and begging is a career with them, as gunning is with the Capones and banking with the Mor- gans. You couldn't get them to do anything else. About half a million of the profession- ally tattered blow in and out of the city every year, with stopover privileges. Fifty thousand, I suppose, comprise the home guard, sauntering amiably up and down west Madison, north Clark, and south State streets, sojourning more or less regularly in the county brig, and earn- ing their cigarette money by repeating at locai elections. Like the Germany army in 1915, every time one of them falls another fills his place. In the old days it was a fair gamble that every bum who asked for a bit of change was simply pursuing his chosen vocation, and it did not take the measure of a man to spurn him. Today we know that half the feet that shuffle wretchedly along the streets once wore shiny new shoes, at least on Sundays, or re- posed under mahogany desks, or even on them. They stand in the doorways and watch for a kind face — each snarl of refusai brings them a little nearer the nadir of their self-respect. They were not born to the purple of beggary. They wear glasses, so many of them, and it is an obvious truism that few denizens of the blind baggage ever have their eyes examined, the better to read Spinoza or Hegel. They straighten their spotted ties. They wash their shirts and handkerchiefs in the lake each morn ing. They wipe their wayworn shoes with newspapers, and they brush their dirty clothes with their dirty hands. They try to stop a prospective philanthrophist without being seen by the passing crowds, and they do not look up, ever. These men are no bums. Half the day they are trying to get work, knowing they can't, and half the day they are trying to get money, somehow, to keep them, and too often wives and children, alive. It is pretty sad. Who wants to hear their story, who, hurrying by, has the time or the patience? So it's just, in a shameful voice, "Can you help me out, mis ter?" and a worrying world doesn't differen- August, 1932 15 tiate, and the shame in the voice is unheard. Young men, old women — young men and old women never begged in this country before. A man goes down Van Buren Street, thirty- five perhaps, with a woman carrying a baby — "Can you help me out, mister?" An old man with a roll of newspapers under his arm stands in front of a cafeteria on Wabash Avenue looking in the window, hard; the manager comes to the door and the old man moves on, stumbling. A boy of twenty-five, his cheap blue suit clean and frayed, falls down on Fifty- fifth Street and doesn't move; they lift him up; he isn't drunk; he has no voice and his lips say, "Food"; he is carried to a restaurant; he drinks a bowl of soup in one gulp and falls asleep. I sit at home at my typewriter; the back door beli rings ali day. Kids eight and ten have cookies. A fat, rheu- matic old man has home-made horse-radish. A thin woman in black, thirty or thirty-five, has macaroons. Ali ages — both sexes — ¦ have baskets of sundries. . A man plays the violin, very, very badly, in the Street. A middle-aged man, with glasses and a white shirt, can repair anything. A little fellow with no chin and red eyes says, "Càn you help me out, mister, or are you out of work yourself?" A man of fifty, with a horizontal forehead, looks like a killer, asks for a few pennies to help him buy a drink. I live on the third floor. I quit an- swering the beli — it doesn't do any good. Who tries to differentiate? Who wants to hear a life story these days? Always there is the profound suspicion that they are charla- tans, ali of them, ali professionals. Another year of this and the suspicion will be gone. Begging was once a good racket, like bank- ing. There was money to be made. They ar- rested a man in 1929 in front of the First National Bank when they discovered that he lifted himself up on his crutches at the end of the day and swung around the corner where a Cadillac was waiting. He had $40,000 in the bank. If you were deformed, and stili not horrible, and you had a good "spot" and took care of the copper on the beat, you made good money. If you were deformed and horrible, you could move through the streets and old ladies in lace collars would give you a quarter and keep their heads averted. There is stili some of that, and who differentiates? The old fellow who played his blind violin at the cor ner of Michigan and Harrison for fifteen or twenty years died a few months ago and the thirty cents in his cup was ali he had. They teli me there are 1,558,843 "gainful workers" in Chicago, a conservative 750,000 of whom are out of gain ful work. At least 130,000 families are sub- sisting entirely on charity. The third win- ter is coming up. Private and public strongboxes are almost hollow. Relatives and friends are on their uppers, after two years of doubled burden and quartered income. Some of the half million will die this winter — some died last winter and the winter before. The soup lines and the relief stations will be crowded with deserving and undeserving, and there is no one to differentiate. I suppose it would take a lot of money to differentiate, for to differentiate means to investigate. The giv- ers of funds would set up a holler, I don't doubt, if half their money was used in the ad- ministration of the other half. They want to feed people, any people. That is laudable, in itself . Giving, this winter, will not be easy for many, and many will have to give. But I think it would be intelligent if as much as half of what money there is is spent in feeding the people who deserve to be kept alive. I sus- pect that, generally, three-fourths of the money feeds men whose one contribution to civiliza- tion, if they are given a chance, is liable to be the reproduction of their kind. The communists, or perhaps I should say Communists, are getting along very poorly. Communism, like ali great institutions, requires a certain amount of cash on hand, and the exchequer of District 8 is moaning low. To- gether with this, the Cause has been met so coldly by the nouveau pauvre that plans for the Big Push, purportedly from Moscow, have been indefinitely postponed. Observation on a modest scale has convinced me that there will be no revolution, even if Hoover is reelected. Riots there will be, riots like last winter 's, weak, sporadic, unorganized. This thing has struck so suddenly — three years is an instant in social catacylsms — that its vic- tims are too punch-drunk, too staggered, to fight. It will take a hundred years more of this. It will take a peasantry, and we haven't had a peasantry for the last sixty-five years, As for the beggars, the vocation boys, they do not make good revolutionists — Communism promises work for ali, and that is no attraction. There is, it is true, a lighter side, much lighter, to the whole business. Among the "up per middle classes," among those who are reas- onably certain that they will have enough to eat, and enough to drink, come what may, or come what may not, it is a very graceful mat ter to be out of work. It is, I find, actually becoming fashionable. You can readily indag ine what socially desirable people were turned loose by the collapse of the better banks and business houses and by reductions in the staffs of newspapers, universities, hospitals, libraries and executive departments of major industries. The members of this new leisure class rather enjoyed week-ending ali week, golfing, getting out in the country, lolling around the art mu- seums or the clubs or the zoo. As their ranks increased, they adopted a definite attitude of smug content. They belonged. People who went downtown every day were vulgar. A man with a job was a menace to organized society. It will be too bad if things pick up, because this admirable new social structure will, I am afraid, have to be abandoned. If things go on as they are, however, it will only be a question of how much longer the decent, law-abiding citizens of this community are going to tolerate the employed. PROSPERITY MAY BE JUST AROUND THE CORNER, BUT WHO IS GOING TO DESERT HIS DOWNY COUCH AND LOOK FOR IT? THEY SAY THE BEST PHYSICIANS RECOMMEND SLEEPING OUTDOORS WHEN THE WEATHER IS FINE. 16 The Chicagoan EVER SO HUMBLE The sidewal\s are unyielding, but they dorìt catch fire when you drop a lighted cigarette on them the way the heds in the Congress and the B\ac\stone do. A quiet evening at home for some of our less busy citizens. modem art in the modem trend done without mirrors by henri weiner engineer with apples if by paul cez arnie a very fine example of modem painting and the modem statesman, both a little lost and confuse d in two much technique landscape with two figures if by modigliani showing that, as time goes on, the faces of our best people grow longer and longer and longer from boredom lady slightly biotto if by henri matisse or lost in the wilds of sofà pillows and painted screens, man-eating wild flowers and that deep (and likewise old and possibly blue) davil sea speakeasy raid if by pablo picasso in which the great modem master set- tles once and for ali the difficult wet and dry problem in a manner to please everybody The Forgotten Mandarin Through Paths of Mystery They Trailed Fortune 9s Enigma B y Richard A t water (Rio) CHAPTER ONE ON TO WASHINGTON! IT was August, 1932. Two carne, to sit down and watch the moon come up over the Buckingham fountain, there being no Buckingham mountain in Chicago. "Ah, the good earth!" sighed the pretty girl in the "Miss America" bathing suit. "Don't sit on the good earthworm," pleaded the young man in the "Forgotten Man" bath ing suit, remembering his forgotten manners. It seemed silly at the time. But then, so did everything else in the world. "Look here, Miss America," said the Forgotten Man. "There must be an answer to this enigma. The cage is empty; but the bluebird of happi- ness must have gone somewhere. Let's solve the mystery." "Okay, Forgotten Man," said Miss Amer ica. So, hand in hand, these twain went forth together. "But first," breathed Miss America, "let us visit Mr. Garner. I need a good laugh." CHAPTER TWO A NARROW ESCAPE A T first there seemed to be a mistake. Mr. ^*" Garner 's office looked like just a lot of mirrors. "Maybe he does it with mirrors," suggested the Forgotten Man. He looked into one of them and jumped back. "I thought I saw Mr. Hearst in that one," he explained. "These must be the Mirrors of "Washington I have heard about," said Miss America. "Now I will look in one." She did, and this time they found Mr. Garner. "Hello," snapped Mr. Garner. "Hello," said the Forgotten Man to Mr. Garner. "What is the secret of your strange success?" "Garner ye Roosevelts where ye may," explained Mr. Garner. "Isn't he cute?" gasped Miss America. "Fm awful glad we saw him. He represents the state of Taxes, doesn't he?" "Not Taxes. Texas!" yelled Mr. Garner. But his visitors were there no longer. Miss America had peeked into another mirror and seen William Gibbs McAdoo, and it had been too much for her. CHAPTER THREE THE TREE SURGEON "OLEASE, can we see Mr. Hoover?" pleaded Miss America. The Forgotten Man stood firmly by her side. "He's pretty busy just now," objected the secretary. They knew he must be a secretary, because he held an inkbottle in his hand. "The Chief," whispered the secretary, "is writing a book. It's to be called 1 928- 1932: The Creative Years. He's just rung for an other bottle of ink." Miss America nudged the Forgotten Man and pointed to the bottle. It was red ink. "If it was about the trees you wanted to see him," suggested the secretary, "would I do? Fm Secretary Hyde. I am quite an au- thority on trees. Did you see the snappy answer I gave Mr. Roosevelt about his refor- estation pian?" "Yes," admitted Miss America, blushing. "Shall I sing Trees for you?" asked Mr. Hyde. "You know how it goes. 'Only a Republican can make a tree.1 " "I'd rather see you planting those 1,000 trees you said any man could plant in one day," said the Forgotten Man. "I bet you couldn't plant 1,000 shoe trees in one day." "What do you think I am, a centipede?" asked Mr. Hyde. "Anyway, I am firmly op- posed to the return of the old-fashioned hall tree. Especially in the White House. Frank lin Roosevelt might hang his hat on it." "He might, at that," said the Forgotten Man, with a look in his eye. CHAPTER FOUR DAISIES WON'T TELL "J THINK I would like to see Alfred E. Smith now, in New York," said Miss America. "I wish we could see him in Washington," said the Forgotten Man. So they climbed into an elevator and rode up to the top of the Empire State tower. "Did you want to see me, or just the tower?" asked Mr. Smith. "You," said Miss America prettily. "Governor," said the Forgotten Man, "as one of the fifteen millions who voted for you in 1928, I would like to have you give me one reason why I should be enthusiastic about voting for Mr. Roosevelt in 1932." Mr. Smith lit a new cigar and puffed thoughtfully. "Here's a nice souvenir of the tower," he said. And he gave them a 100- page blank book. CHAPTER FIVE "THE HOURS I SPENT— " rT~,HEY were now in the studio of the sci- entist who gives you the time over the radio. Prof. Ingersoll Elgin Bulova was marching around the soundproof carpet, look- ing at his watch (the march of Time). "Time marches on," ticked Prof. Bulova, looking through his crystal spectacles at Miss America and the Forgotten Man, only mostly at Miss America. "Now you take the Repub lican convention. It promised 'prompt' action on prohibition. Then you take the Demo- cratic convention. It promised 'immediate' action on prohibition. That was last June. Here it is August, and nothing done." "Boo," said the Forgotten Man. "Exactly," said Prof. Bulova. "And you can lay both those- words, 'prompt' and 'im mediate,' end to end, beside Mr. Hoover's stili older promise of a restoration of prosperity 'probably within sixty (60) days.' " "Heh, heh," said Miss America. "Precisely," said Prof. Bulova. "Prompt! Immediate! Probably within sixty days! I cali it the Time element in statesmanship." "I guess politicians don't carry watches," said Miss America. "Bong!" said Prof. Bulova. "It is now August, 1932. I will now switch you back to the Dean of announcers, Mr. Bopp." CHAPTER SIX ON TO NORTHAMPTON! ""VTOW," said the Forgotten Man, "what? Shall we drop in on Mr. Roosevelt, and ask him how it feels to be up in an aero- piane, and why he doesn't stay up in one, so people can't ask him when 'immediate' means?" "Oh, I don't know," said Miss America. "Franklin talks so nicely, it seems a shame to pin him down. And I like the way he is so sorry for the oysters." "What oysters?" asked the Forgotten Man. "Oh, I see. You are thinking of Lewis Car- roll's poem about the Carpenter and the Walrusvelt." "We could go to see Amelia Earhart," sug gested Miss America. "No," said the Forgotten Man. "Nor Johnny Weismuller, either. This is a serious mystery we are solving. We will go now to Northampton, Mass., and track down fortune's enigma to its shrewdest lair." At last! CHAPTER SEVEN THE FORGOTTEN MANDARIN HPHERE he was. They knew it was he, for his box of cigars was locked up. "Look here," said Miss America to the for gotten mandarin. "You're pretty wise. You did not choose to run in 1928. You must know the answer to ali this mystery." "Ain't a mystery," said Mr. Coolidge. "Not to me." The Forgotten Man looked at Miss Amer ica. They had finally found somebody who knew the answer. "Fine," said the Forgotten Man. "Then you can teli us. Here's the whole fool planet, complaining ever since 1929, about how it can't seem to find anything but tough luck. You say it is not a mystery to you. Where, then, is the bluebird? Where is ali the good luck in the world gone?" Mr. Coolidge looked at them with a thin smile. "I got it," he said simply. "Ali of it?" gasped Miss America. "Seems as if," admitted Mr. Coolidge. Sud- denly his nose twitched, and he sneezed. "Got hay fever, too," he said. (Continued on page 50) August, 2 9*3 2 19 CRANES, GIRDERS, RIVETS OF STEEL THE HUGE JIB EXTENDED FROM A GREAT CRANE HOISTING INTO PLACE, WITH A WORKMAn's GUIDANCE, A GIRDER THAT FOLLOWS ONE AND WILL BE FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER. AND EVENTUALLY IN LESS THAN TWO YEARS1 TIME THE NEW POST OFFICE BUILDING, THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT's CONTRI' BUTION TO CHICAGO'S GROWING BEAUTY, WILL BE AN ACTUALITY. It Shall Be Done Up Pops the New Post Office Building By Ruth Bergman CHICAGO has a building. At least a new one will be complete and open for business in a little less than two years. At present it is an up and coming lacework in an all-over pattern of steel which can be heard further than it can be seen as the rivets fly and the concrete mixers chug and the hammers pound. A large and criticai gallery which for several years has been denied the spectacle of any championship building matches in Chicago watches from a prescribed distance. Not even the most per- sistent building, fan is permitted within speaking distance of the green. He who tries to overstep the bounds soon learns that the ;. place is as heavily guarded as a big league gangster. Thus the new Chicago post office up to date. If you want to buy a stamp, patronize your neighborhood sub-station; but if you are interested in seeing one of the ways in' which the government is spending the taxes which you may or may. not pay, take a look at the big construction job just west of the river and south of Van Buren Street. You will know when you have reached your destination be cause the building faces the Post Office Lunch Room, the Post Office Filling Station and the Post Office Open Air Garage, and a vendor on the beat sells Post Office Hot Tamales. By the time you have cireled it— a difficult job since its water hazard is no less a ditch than the. Chicago River — you will have learned from many tali black letters that there is posi- tively no-admittance without a pass; but by that time you will have walked so far and will have seen so much steel that you will feel you have inspected the building thoroughly enough without crashing the gates. The general con- tractors, John Griffiths and Sons, state that there will be approximately forty-eight thousand tons of structural and thirty-two hundred tonsof reinforcing steel in the build ing. Not nearly ali of that is yet on the job, but considering that ònly about a fourth of its incubation period has elapsed our post office is quite a building. If one may judge, by present indications, the tprivilege of doing business there will make a postage stamp worth at least three eents to anybody. It is unique among post off,ces in that the public will use it not only for mailing packages and buying money orders but will even board trains within its precincts. Not many travelers, probably, will be aware of the fact that they have gone to the post office to entrain for New York but that 'unlikely spot will actùàlly be the beginning or the end of many trips by passengers of the Burlington, the Pennsylvania and the Chicago and Alton lines over whose tracks Uncle Sam's new building is being erected. En- trance to the passenger platforms is through the Union Station, a block north, and the fact that they cross Van Buren Street below the surface and continue to run under the post office, will not be discernable to the naked eye. This fraternization with the railroads, how- ever, is extremely well known to the builders one of whose major problems is the matter of dodging the inexorable trains that snort in and out among the columns without regard to steel setters or carpenters. According to the note on my cuff, the number of train move- ments under the post office structure every twenty-four hours is either one thousand or eleven hundred, depending upon whether the second scratch from the left is a one or a comma. At any rate, the railroads are suffi- ciently active to create many interruptions to the work on the lowest stratum of the post office. This, I believe, is one of the first three great air-rights buildings in Chicago. The others are the Merchandise Mart and the Chicago Daily News building. In size, also, the post office is comparable to these buildings. Although it will be built closer to the ground, it will cover a great deal of that. In other words, it will stretch its length 800 feet along Canal Street from Van Buren to Harrison with space out at the Street level for a concourse that will be Con- gress Street. Reading from west to east, it will cover the 350 feet from Canal Street to and including the present postai station on the left bank of the Chicago River. The main structure will be nine stories high with pylons at the four corners which will have two addi- tional stories. It will be a simple building — if it is possible to achieve simplicity on such a large scale — of Indiana limestone with a black granite base. Aluminum spandrels will add a note of mod- ernity. An interesting contrast will be effected in the treatment of the pylons which will have terra cotta spandrels and, on the lower floors, the same ornamentai iron Win dows that will be used over the main entrance on Van Buren Street. As it spreads eastward the new building will reach out and encircle the present Canal Street Postai station which will be rebuilt externally and remodeled in- ternally to conform with the new architectural scheme. The chief decorative motif, in cut stone, will be the eagle rampant and scream- ing. On the Van Buren Street side, the building puts up a bold and beautiful front to the post office customers; but of ali the vast interior (there will be 2,500,000 square feet of floor space), the stamp-buying, package mailing public will see only a small fraction, about ten per cent of the main floor which is less than ten per cent of the building's entire 50,000,000 cubie feet. The public lobby, which is a few steps above the Street level and two stories in height, will be a dream of marbled halls — suggestive of a metropolitan bank or railroad ticket office. The floor will be patterned in marble of dif- ferent colors and the ceiling will be of orna mentai plaster. The walls will also be marble. Bronze grilles will come between the stamp sellers and the customers and below them the screen will be inset with mosaics of tile. No lighting fixtures will be visible but the illu- mination will filter through glass set in the ceiling. This is such a large and impressive space that the public probably will not realize how much more of the interior it is missing. As a matter of fact, something like ninety-nine per cent of the building will be used for mail handling and other locai business of the federai government. The basement is a two level series of cata- combs consisting of tunnels (for handling mail and piping steam) and thirteen railroad tracks with platforms on each side. Two platforms, with conveyors between, will be used for mail. Elevators descend to the present borings under the old postai station. These tunnels are large enough to accomodate small mail trucks pulled by "industriai mules," the surprising little motors that are much in use at railroad sta- tions for hauling baggage up and down pas senger platforms and startling nervous trav elers. The future steam tunnel will be much larger than that and will extend ali the way from Twelfth Street where the new heating plant is in course of construction. The old plant, which supplied heat to the Union Sta tion as well as to the old post office has been wrecked to make room for the new building. The station is now procuring its steam from a neighbor but when the new plant up the river is completed the post office will again share its heat with the railway terminal. In addition to enclosing railroad tracks and a Street, the south half of the building will include two driveways run- ning from Harrison Street to Congress. Be tween the drives will be two ramps leading to the second floor level where large mail trucks can be loaded. Numbers of conveyors will disperse the mail horizontally and vertically through the building. Ali branches of the post office service will be represented: letter mail, parcels post, the registry and money order division, general delivery, e. o. d. deliv ery, dead letters, dead parcels post and the auction thereof. A lunch room for employees will occupy a large section of the fourth floor. Ali parts of the building which are not used for postai activities will be allotted to other departments of the Federai government now scattered about the city. Prohibition offices will share the sixth floor with the divi- sions of industriai alcohol, narcotics, public health, passports and the Navy. Nearby are the headquarters of the Sixth Corps Area of the Army, the War Engineers of the Chicago district and the Veterans Bureau. Interstate Commerce, Federai Trade, Civil Service, and the Bureau of Immigration are ali represented. Not much besides (Continued on page 44) August, 1932 21 My Criticai Friends A Few Impertinences Anent Six Fellows and a Girl THE Town is naked of drama. Nothing pends. True the super-informed Fred erick Donaghey is busy selling subscrip- tions for American Theatre Society Series, but I would shatter my all-time record for dullness if I attempted to supply hearsay evidence on plays which I have not seen. Of Course I might write an article on "What is Wrong with the Theatre." But everybody is groggy from hearing what is wrong with this thing or that. So, faute de mieux, I am going to risk becoming the Leper of the Lobbies by penning a few comments on the play reviewers of Chicago. Ashton Stevens of the Herald and Examiner is the most picturesque of the theatrical scribes, in three ways; his writing, his speech and his dress. Reversing the order, Ashton is a bon ton dresser. His suits cling in graceful caress to his thin, wiry frame; his spats are no mere protection against inclement weather but rather a fitting adjunct to his London-made boots; his trousers can be checkered and stili make you like them; his button-hole positively cries for a gardenia, and not in vain. He wears an opera hat at Guild openings. These things sartorial suit his spirit as well as his body, a spirit amaZ' ingly young, keenly vibrant and shrewdly sensitive. With friends Ashton is a brilliant conversationalist, usually holding the floor by the pungency of his epigrams and the flavor of his anecdotes. He has known and stili knows the great of the world. With bores he is biting, even rude at times. I believe he sub- scribes to Oscar Wilde's definition of a gentle man as "one who is never unintentionally rude to anyone." If Ashton is snobbish, it is a snobbishness of the intellect. He draws no social lines which would cut him off from amusing people. The Marx Brothers interest him, and so does Joseph T. Ryerson. As a play reviewer Ashton Stevens is God's gift to the press agents, for no one in Chicago can turn out quotable phrases to compare with his. For entertaining comment on things theatrical Ashton is the Ace as well as the Dean. Yet two factors tend to blur in him the objectivity essential to the criticai point of view. First, he is a conformist and, unlike his confrère Collins, rarely speaks out against an accepted success. Secondly, Ashton has his favorites on the stage, and such favorites can do no wrong. C harles Collins of the Tribune is as wise a bird as ever researched a subject in the Encyclopedia Britannica. He is as stolid as his pai Stevens is volatile. The per fect bachelor is Collins, a lover of books, a seeker after knowledge, an epicure in the things of the spirit. Yet no anchorite, for periodically a few Old Fashioned cocktails will stir in his soul a pagan zest for Life, and forthwith he will have the prettiest ingenue in the party behind the potted palms whispering B y William C . Boyden sweet somethings in her ear. But the next evening he will be again drawn within himself, from which fortress Greta Garbo could not Iure him. Ali of which is incidental to the fact that Charles Collins is one of the soundest critics of drama in these United States. A great student of the theatre, he turns out a review of graceful, literate, aphoristic prose, conveying with absolute clarity his well con- sidered judgments. Collins follows Dr. Samuel Johnson in believing that "a few good preju- dices steady a man." And modem theories of sex behaviorism are Charley's most violent antipathies. What he has said about Eugene O'Neill is history, and other dramatics who flirt with Freud come in for his anathemas. He just cannot care for incest. One does not discover at once that under the austere, ascetic manner of Charley Collins lurks a very senti- mental soul. Lloyd Lewis of the T^lews is a wholesome, kindly Hoosier with a serious, decent outlook on life. He is younger than Stevens and Collins in years, and much younger in the theatre. In fact, he boasted upon his appointment to his present job that he had been to the theatre only a half dozen times in two years. Secretly he yearns to be a sports writer and to describe how Babe Ruth puts the wood on the appiè. This yen, how- ever, must be something of a pose in a man with more real literary distinction than any of his brother critics. He is about to finish a biography of William Tecumseh Sherman, a book which should add to the reputation he attained by analyzing the reputation of this city. C. J. Bulliet of the Evening Post doubles in the theatre. His first love is Art Moderne, and he seeks his contacts among the daubers rather than among the mimes. He is an amiablé gentleman, whose large body houses a modest and gracious spirit. Like Lewis, he is also planning to put a few thousand words on Art between book covers. In the appraisal of, drama Bulliet is a sound, workmanlike judge, a safe guide for perplexed playgoers. He does not attempt to make every notice a display of verbal pyrotechnìcs, and the Loop does not re-echo with his wisecracks, but the readers of his paper are as well advised as any on the ever shifting dramatic scene. Frederick McQuigg of the American is the Glad Boy of the Theatre. Every show is for the best in this best of ali possible Rialtos. Mr. McQuigg is more busi ness man than critic. Many years ago he signed a contract, so rumor saith, by which he takes conpensation for entertainment adver tising on a percentage basis. From which premise it is but a step to the conclusion that McQuigg's best interests are served by the suc cess of every show which comes to town. Un der such circumstances would you or I do less than report that even the most egregious "turkey" is a wow? The question answers itself, and so to l'enfant terrible. Gail Borden is much younger than he looks. Once Lloyd Lewis reported him older than the writer of this arti cle. Someday I hope to be able to compensate Lloyd for that sweet thought. I was almost in high school when Texas hailed the nativity of this prodigious descendant of a long line of condensed milkmen. Gail used to be the per fect bachelor of twenty-five just as Collins is the perfect bachelor of fifty. He lived in a sporty apartment on the near Norside, never went to bed before dawn and befogged his criticai sense by personal interest in the ladies he was paid to criticize. It is ali different now. Mr. Borden is to marry a delightful society girl. So he has rented a six-room apartment, goes to bed at ten o'clock and spends his evening improving his mind by elevating con- versation with your scribe and others; being as how his fiancée is in Majorca. The effect of sober domesticity on the literary product of the Daily Times critic is problematical, but let us hope that a more serious outlook on private life will not have a like influence on his scribbling. For Gail's writing has youthful qualities which we would miss if he becomes too much of a good citizen. He has the cour- age to lash out with Nathanian bitterness; the colour of one who knows the gaudy theatrical world and ali its bypaths; the erudition of one who has recently read the works prescribed for college drama courses. At the moment Borden has the unique distinction of being the only critic who is unwelcome in any theatre. As a reward for his scathing critique of a forgotten show called Dirty Hands he is not extended the courtesy of free seats at the Cort. For the past couple of seasons this deprivation has been no great hardship. Gail would be slight- ed if I did not mention the fact that he is an aviator who has had his crash and kept his nerve. The most attractive commentator on the theatre is Claudia Cassidy, who brings culture into the lives of bankers by her column in the pragmatic Journal of Com merce. Claudia is a rare person with lovely red hair, a face of sweet Irish beauty, a serene spirit and a modest, gracious manner. She would deny ali these charges, but a jury of her fellow reporters would find her guilty of even more charming qualities than my poor pen is able to suggest. Writing on the earliest dead- line, eleven-thirty to be exact, this admirable girl dashes off in an incredibly short time re- vie ws which are richly phrased and soundly considered. Any standard of right or wrong in criticism must be arbitrary, but my judg- ment is that Claudia rings the beli as often as any of her masculine rivals. 22 The Chicagoan THE FRONT YARD AT NIGHT Caught by the magic lens of the equally magic camera of A. George Miller LOVELY YOUNG MODERNS KATHERINE DUDLEY JANE DEMENT MARJORIE BERTHA EDITH BEHR 24 The Chicagoan SOCIETY'S SPOTLIGHT BLANCH E COOPER PECGY GLIDDEN MARY FORTUNE JEAN THACKERY 1932 25 ONCE ABOA WHITE STAR S MOTOR SHIP GEORGIC IS A SISTER OF THE BRITANNIC, AND BRITAIN'S LARGEST CABIN VESSEL, NOW IN NEW YORK-LIVERPOOL SERVICE. LUXURY ON Tr Life on the high seas is high life indeed on the broad dec\s and in the spacious lounges of the 1932 crop of ocean liners. Practically anywhere you ivant to go there's a span\ing new vessel just launched and rarìng to ta\e you. Across the Atlantic, through the Canal and up and down the coasts, ali around the Pacijic, the fleets are augmented hy bright new beauties, modem in construction and the last word in comforts. On their dec\s fulhsized tennis courts and swimming pools spar\le in the sun. At their brilliant bars every fine vintage spar\les gaily in gìass and Stein. There is dining under the stars and dancing in verayidah cafes. There are leisurely strolls on sheltered promenades and w'olent jig- THE COCKTAIL BAR OF THE GEORGIC IS OPEN TO THE SEA ON FINE DAYS. THE SANTA PAULA IS ONE OF FOUR SISTERS L-\UN4 FORNIA THROUGH THE PANAMA CANAL, WITH STO* ICO WILL BE THE ROUTE OF THE SANTA pAU|? THE SLEEK LURLINE OF THE tfr CRUISE, LEAVINO NEW YORK NEtf* MODERN DECOR AND BEDS INSTEAD OF BERTHS. A GEORGIC STATEROOM. ¦¦»¦ ¦ Dilli lllIIIIIItllIllillll^MUIIllHfMlMNniMilìI » '•«<««>" THE GREAT CONTE DI SAVOIA OF THE ITALIAN LINE PROMISES NOT TO ROLL IN THE HEAVIEST SEAS, BECAUSE IT IS EQUIPPED WITH GYRO- STABILIZERS. R D A LINER IE SEVEN SEAS gling on electric steeds in the gymnasium. Children have their own playrooms and dining rooms under the watchful eyes of nursery stewardesses. Even the dogs have private \ennels and their own little promenade dec\s. You can go by motor or steam, in English, in American, in French or in Italian, on an express regidar class steamer or on a more leisurely cahin vessel. But on each you will find new developments in technical construction and fur- nishing which ma\e for greater comfort and entertain ment. And on each a new lease of life. There is stili no finer prescription than that old one which commands a long sea voyage for any ailment, from arteriosclerosis to simple boredom with things as they are. THE FIRST OF AN AMERICAN-BUILT FLEET FOR THE NORTH ATLANTIC. UNITED STATES LINE'S MANHATTAN IN CABIN SERVICE FROM NEW YORK TO HAMBURG. NO MORE BARE WHITE PASSAGEWAYS. A BRIGHT GALLERY ON THE GEORGIC. ED BY THE GRACE LINE. FROM NEW YORK TO CALI- IN THE CARIBBEAN AND ALONG THE COAST OF MEX- SANTA LUCIA, SANTA ELENA, ANO SANTA ROSA. 50N LINE DOES A PACIFIC-ORIENT \NUARY, FOR HER MAIDEN CRUISE. AFTERNOON TEA ON THE AIRY PROM ENADE DECK OF THE L URLI NE. THE 54,000 TON REX. THE TWO NEW ITALIAN LINE STEAMERS WILL CUT TWO DAYS OFF THE RUNNING TIME ON THE SOUTHERN ROUTE, NEW YORK TO GENOA. 11 ..III ! j' ,'tt'r. r:*-r*''r' "~ÙMatb-u A GROUP OF PRESIDENTS MRS. HATHAH W. MacCHESHET MRS. ETHEL COLSOH BRAZELTOH PRESIDENT OF THE CORDON CLUB MRS. CHARLES P. SCHWARTZ PRESIDENT OF THE CHICAGO WOMEN'S AID PACL STONC-RAYMOR. 28 The Chicagoan BEAUTY IN THE GARDEN MARTHA LEE CHLOE WATSON PAUL STONE-RAYMOR, LTD. August, 1932 29 OUR MOST LIVABLE PERIOD IN THE GROUP OF STICKLEY ROOMS EXHIBITED BY MARSHALL FIELD THE CHARM OF AN OLD COLONIAL FARMHOUSE IS EXPRESSED IN MODERN TERMS. GAY WITH FLOWERED PAPER ON THREE WALLS THE DINING ROOM HAS ONE WALL SHEATHED IN PINE. THE STURDY BENCHES ARE INTERESTING AND ESPECIALLY PRACTICAL FOR A SMALL ROOM. A CORNER OF THE LIV- INC ROOM SHOWS AN UNUSUAL ROCKER AND SETTEE WHOSE GRA CIOUS OLD LINES HAVE BEEN PRESERVED WITH A SUPPLEMENT IN THE WAY OF COMFORTABLF. CUSHIONS. ALI. PURN'ITURF. RPPRODUCP.n PROM AUTIIBNTIC OLD PIP.crS BV STIC.KI. P.Y 30 Tur. Chicagoan HALLWAY BEAUTY IS CREATED BY THE USE OF A SCENIC WALLPAPER AND PERSIAN RUNNER, WITH FINE CONSOLE TABLES AND CHAIRS BY STICKLEY. AN ATTRACTIVE DESK, SETTEE AND CHAIRS ABOUT THE OPEN BOOK- SHELF MAKE A PLEASANT READING CORNER IN THE FIELD STICKLEY HOUSE. Rising to the Occasion Spur-of -the-Moment Parties B y The Hostess GIVEN the ingredients of a pleasant • house in the suburbs or a spacious apartment in town, a golfing husband, perhaps a collegiate son and a couple of sub- deb daughters, you can be certain of a summer that is a series of spontaneous combustions. The young fry will always be in and out with squads of followers for a hot bite after a swim or a cool drink and sandwiches after tennis. They will descend upon you, conndent that at a moment's notice you can assemble the essen- tials for a beach supper or a picnic hamper. And husbands, inspired by the convivial air of the locker room, will trail home with two or three foursomes in their wake timidly ask ing for just a drink and a sandwich. Rising to these occasions with a gay spirit and serene efficiency is a test the popular hostess must pass many times. But the devo- tion she inspires and the popularity that is hers and her family 's is worth the effort. The effort isn't really so great either, if only one's cook is well-trained and one's emergency shelf is well-stocked. Even without a genius in the kitchen or on cook's day out it is stili a fairly simple matter to prepare a groaning buffet of snacks with no help but that of the emer gency shelf, blessed be its tins and jars. Of course everyone knows about plenty of olives, crackers, caviar and the other classics for the swift concoction of hors d'oeuvres, but I ve been running across a raft of other items which deserve a place in the smart pantry. To your olive group intro duce a few glasses of Mouquin's piquant green olives stuffed with anchovies, a very choice variety with a delightful delicate flavor. To the cracker shelf add a tin or two of Peak Frean's grand new Cheddar Cheese bis- cuits, tender strips of biscuit enfolding a layer of creamy imported Cheddar which make a perfect accompaniment to drinks of any type. For drinks too, and especially with beer, many hostesses use quantities of those crisp Slim Jim pretsels, stacking them on pretsel sticks for buffet luncheons or suppers. It takes only a few minutes to prepare a tray of interesting canapés if you are equipped with a jar of Smithneld's Deviled Ham. Made of the famous Smithfield hams from Virginia which have been aristocrats in their fìeld for years and years, this is an unusually delicious spread for canapés or sandwiches. For sand wiches it is nice mixed with half as much may- onnaise or Tartar sauce. Use it as a filling for deviled eggs and mix a teaspoon of the ham for each two eggs when you scramble them, and you'll probably have to scramble another batch after the first taste. IF you have a Calavo tucked away in the refrigerator it can be stretched a long way if you mash the meat, season it with salt and lemon juice and spread on thin slices of crisp toast. Combining it with an equal amount of mayonnaise stretches it even farther. These are very attractive as canapés or for afternoon tea. If you make a practice of keeping little jars of specially pre pared butters in the refrigerator you will never be at a loss for sandwich or canapé spreads. Well-creamed butter mixed with minced onion, horseradish, deviled ham and puréed pimentos, anchovy paste, or other spicy ingredients is always good week-end insurance. You can buy peeled green chile canned by Del Monte, chop it finely and mix with butter to make a piquant new spread. (This Chile Pepper is invaluable for Spanish and Mexican dishes too.) Even the simple potato chip takes on a new taste glamour if you spread a bit of Pabstett on each chip, toast a minute till the cheese melts a little, and serve hot. On the sweltering days nothing starts off a luncheon, dinner or supper as triumphantly as a cup of chilled or jellied bouillon. You can jell tornato juice too, to make a beautiful clear tornato bouillon, by soaking gelatin in a little water (one and a half to two teaspoons for each cup, according to the consistency you like) and dissolving it in the heated juice. The regular tornato juice canned by Heinz, Campbell, College Inn and others is used for this. Season well with celery salt, onion juice, a dash of tabasco and lemon, and strain before chilling. This may be pre pared in a few minutes in the morning and stand at attention in the refrigerator for thirsty rushes. Another delectable icy dish is a bowl of crisp shrimp, pink and chilly in a bowl of crushed ice. (If you have one of those ice crushers I mentioned last month you will always have scads of it at the turn of a crank.) Serve the shrimp with a separate bowl of cock tail sauce into which you have stirred finely chopped watercress. The shrimp, of course, comes out of the reserve jars which have been chilling in your refrigerator. Frequently, however, the evening is a chilly one, or even if it is warm the appetites aroused by twenty-seven holes of golf or a brisk swim (Continued on page 48) August, 1932 31 THE TILED SWIM MING POOL OF THE MOTOR SHIP GEORGIC EMPLOYS UNUSUAL MODERN MOTIFS AND CLEVER LIGHT- ING TO GIVE THE WATER AN ADDED BRILLIANCE. SPECTA- TORS AND SWIMMERS. ARE REFRESHED AT THE CAFE TABLES ABOUT THE SIDES OP THE POOL. PLANNED FOR TROPIC CRUISING THE NEW MATSON- OCBANIC LINERS HAVE OUTDOOR SWIMMING POOLS OPEN TO SOUTHERN SUNS AND GAY FOR MOONLIT BEACH PARTIES. THE DECK POOL ON THE LUR- LINE WILL BE A BUSY SPOT ON HER MAIDEN CRUISE OF THE SOUTH S.EAS AND ORIENT. 32 The Chicagoan Rulers of the Waves With an Ahoy to Any Taste B y L ucia Le w i s WHILE we-all have been taking time out for the doldrums there has been lusty business afoot in some places anyway. . Riveters have gone on riveting, • carpénters have gone on hammering, whistles have blown merrily in many a shipyard here and abroad. Many of the expansive plans and ambitious keels were laid during the rosy days, of course, but the way the shipping fìrms forged ahead without curtailing their program, without stinting improvements and beautifica- tion of their new vessels, was a buoyant note in the prevailing gloom of the past two years —and pretty admirable too. Now, the results are sliding down the ways with a brilliant splash, so modem, so luxurious, so beautiful and exciting that it looks as if we'll ali have to start traveling again. These beauties are floating off in every direction so that luxury may be ours wherever we choose to go. To the South Seas and Australia, to France, to Italy, to Central America, the Canal, and California — you get your ticket and sail away in an outside cabin, with private bath, open air swimming pools, private veran- dahs, luxuries and hiceties in public rooms and promenades that make us sure happy times are just around the next wave. One of the happiest ways to get to Cali fornia is the sea way, a leisurely, colorful and restful ocean voyage with a varied group of foreign ports dose enough together to break the trip into pleasant vignettes of land and sea. The Grace Line is dding big things by this route in launching a fleet of four new ^ "Santas" — the Santa Rosa, Santa Paula, Santa Elena, and «Santa Lucia — which will enter the service in early fall. With this swift new fleet the line will cut the running time from coast to coast down to a pleasant short cruise of little more than two weeks. In this time you cover anamazing stretch of sea and group of ports, getting a little jewel of a Caribbean cruise with stops at Havana, Puerto Colombia, Cartagena, both eastern and western ports of the Canal, and the beautiful ports of Costa Rica, El Salvador, Guatemala, and the west coast of Mexico. Especially designed for travei in tropic countries the ships are ideal for this cruise. A grand, grand feature is the idea of a private bath for every single stateroom and every stateroom on the outside, so that you have sea breezes alla time, awake or asleep. You sleep, too, on real beds with hardly a room having more than two beds and quite a number of single rooms. As an added con- venience some of the two-bed rooms have comfortable berths into which you sling the children if you are traveling with them. If it's a childless trip the berths fold up, out of sight, into the ceiling. Ali the new liners get away from the ornate type of ship decoration which reminds one of a Victorian hotel or a musty old saloon. The Grace Line' Santas, for instance, have their staterooms done in cool simplicity by Elsie Cobb Wilson so that you feel as if you were visiting a lovely country place or a private yacht. The public rooms too are gracious — an airy Georgian lounge, the festive verandah cafe where you. can sip and dance, overlooking the sports deck and outdoor ' swimming pool below with wide promenade decks and a glass enclosed palm court. The dining room is not stowed away below but up on the promenade deck with French Windows opening right out on deck. What's more the domed ceiling of the dining saloon slides back and you dine under the southern stars with vivid mountainous shores sliding past the Windows, the subdued tinkle of glasses puncuating the throb of a tango — .oh dear oh dear. Smling into the Pacific from the west coast is another group of tropic beauties, Matson's Mariposa and Monterey. Their sister ship the Lurline, launched in July, sets off from New York on her maiden cruise in January. This is another cruise to wring the heart. It is the fifth South Seas and Orientai Cruise conducted by the Matson- Oceanic Line, and the excitement of the re- turned passengers fromì the other four cruises is enough to make one haul out the old ward- robe trunk right now. The whole route is rich with romance, tradition, Iure and mystery. A pause at Havana and through the Canal to San Fran cisco where the ship may be joined by western- ers. Then out through the Golden Gate to Honolulu, Samoa, Fiji, and the untouristed beauties of New Zealand and Australia'. From Sydney the Lurline sails on to primitive New Guinea and through the famous Torres Straits to the idyll that is Bali. She takes in ali the magic of the Far East in Samarang, THE MODERN CABIN LOUNGE OF THE MOTOR SHIP GEORGIC HAS A MAGNIFICENT DOMED CEILING ABOVE THE GREAT FLOOR WHICH IS USED FOR DANCING Batavia, Penang, Singapore and Bangkok with a magnificent finish at Manila, Hongkong, Shanghai, Peiping, and Japan. The very names are enough to start a violent fever of wanderlust. The Lurline herself is as graceful and dash- ingly modem as her sisters whose decorations and layout created such a stir last season. These ships, too, are designed for tropic travei with great open sport decks, swimming pools, and a special ventilating system for ali the public rooms and staterooms. Nothing is more princely than the Lurline s airy staterooms which open upon a lanai — a private verandah with settees and colorful chairs so that you have your own lounging deck overlooking the dazzling expanse of sea and shore. People who travei alone but detest sharing rooms with strangers will flock to the Bachelor staterooms which insure complete privacy at very reasonable cost. These are attractively decorated with a full-size single bed and pri vate shower, and altogether very snooty. Suites, too, with their own large lounge and trunk room, in addition to the bedroom and lanai/ make life for the three months of this cruise about as nearly perfect as anything on this land and sea can be. A new swift way to the heart of Europe and to the richly interesting countries of the Mediterranean is opened by the launching of the two great Italian liners which will make their maiden voyages this fall. From New York by the southern route to Genoa is one of the most comfortable ways abroad, especially in winter. But it has always taken nine days or so against the five and six of the north Atlantic passage. Now, in October, the Rex and the Conte di Savoia with their speed of twenty-seven knots per hour are expected to set a record of seven days to Genoa. Everyone who has traveled on the Roma and Augustus knows the sumptuous character of the Italian ships. The new ships are equally sumptuous in decoration and service. Since the Rex was planned and started by the Navagazione Generale Italia and the Conte by Lloyd Sabaudo each has differences in mechanical and decorative qualities which per- mit one to take one's choice and stili go the fastest new way. The one is decorated in brilliant Louis Quinze fashion, the other is modem. But they both boast magnificent public lounges, sports decks, swimming pools, and the same exquisite vintages and cuisine which has been a feature of the fine Italian ships. The new idea in promenade decks is introduced here with a full-length stcetch of deck, glass- enclosed so that you can take the daily march in any weather. If you aren't a marcher the glass Windows extend almost to the deck so that even stretched in a deck chair you get a grand view of the waves. '• There is, too, a August, J932 33 beautiful consecrated church in the middle of each ship. One of the most important innovations in large passenger ships is the introduction of the Sperry Gyro-Stabilizers in the Conte di Savoia, which has the engineering world ali agog and will keep passengers from getting that way. By streamlining, bows, and other changes in build most modem ships have minimized pitch- ing. Gyro-Stabilizers attack the other cause of seasickness — rolling. They have been suc- cessfully used on destroyers and certain other naval craft of Italy and Japan, but never on a passenger ship of 48,000 tons. It cost the Italians a cool million to equip the Conte with three of these, but the queasy-stomached will hail it as money well spent. Both the Rex and the Conte di Savoia are, of course, now under the management of the Italian Line, the great merger of the important old lines effected by Mussolini. But the north Atlantic bids for attention as well with three new ves- sels of the type which is becoming more and more popular year by year. Many experi- enced travelers prefer the cabin liner, especially since cabin ships have stepped up into the luxurious modem queens which these new ones are. The new Manhattan, the motor vessel Geòrgie, the Champlain, leap into the fashion- able class at first glance. The Manhattan of the United States Lines sails from New York on her maiden voyage to Hamburg this month, and really justifies the native pride and flag waving which have at- tended her trial runs. The Geòrgie is a sister of the White Star Britannic, which created a big splash in seagoing circles last year. The Champlain follows her gay and brilliant sis- ters of the French Line though somewhat larger than the popular trio which has carried France's cabin service. There are interesting innovations galore on each ship. Unlike any other ship in the White Star Service the Geòrgie dashes into brilliant modernity of decor, very well done too. In- stead of attempting to reproduce a room ashore the smoking room, for instance, carries out the ship thought by paneling of horizontal fiat sections in black and vermillion lacquer which suggests the boiler plating on a ship, while huge nails in the great leather divans are the artists abstraction of ship rivets. Grouped about the large fireplace are comfortable modem lounging chairs and card tables. The dining saloon, in sealing wax red, ivory and ebony, has a magnificent mirror forming the large part of one wall and gleaming two decks in height. What's more the mirror is pierced for a large window so that one gets a lovely view of the dining room from the entrance foyer. Along the sides the Windows are huge sheets of gold and green engraved glass which is softly illuminated from behind. Under the diffused lighting system the whole room positively glows with beauty. The staterooms are modem too, introducing interesting woods into paneled walls and stunning contrasts with delicate pastels. And it goes almost without saying that there are swimming pool, tennis courts, palm court, children's playroom in ali three classes and ali the other appurtenances which make leisurely cabin travei so desirable. The Manhattan has a slogan about "the American standard of living." If this were the general American standard why, we'd have that millennium. For instance, ali the rooms and public lounges are air-conditioned and ventilated so that one knows neither excessive heat nor cold nor musty smells. There's a telephone beside your bed and the large wardrobes are parceled into neat spaces for hats, shoes, clothes and acces- sories. (One rarely sees as well-designed a clothes closet in a Iandlubber's home.) The gay verandah cafe has unusually beautiful lantems copied from the Donizetti Palace in Venice which give the place a fairy-like glamour at night. Next to it is the smoking room in which American Indian designs are effectively used throughout, especially well on the large stone wood-burning fireplace. Las;- Zarini murals in many of the rooms are well- worth studying. Ali in ali the ship bids for a deserved recognition of American artistry. Aside from the decoration the comforts of the ship cater to our most effete tastes. A. folding table slides under the bed and is whisked out for a lazy breakfast. Nothing but fresh water is used in ali the baths and show- ers so that you don't have that scratchy salt' water sting, while soap lathers and lathers. The sun deck has a full sized tennis court and provisions for ali other deck sports. There's a completely equipped gymnasium too and a beauty of a Pompeiian tiled swimming pool. The children's playroom has a wire-enclosed play-deck on each side with sandboxes and slides on which the youngsters can play in the open and complete safety. Dogs, too, have their own wire-enclosed kennels, so everybody's happy. I he Champlain has her dog kennels also, steam heated and with a private deck for exercising the pets. Everyone else on the ships exercises as well. The large sun deck is completely unobstructed except for four winches in the corners so that none of the sports is interfered with. The sunny gymnasium has the usuai rowing machine^, punching bags, electric horses, and, in addi- tion, archery butts and a shooting gallery. The promenade deck is exceptionally wide and glass-enclosed its entire length for deck devo- tees in the most inclement weather. Over the wooden deck a new slip-proof rubber tiling has been laid, quieting the tramp of the deck strollers while it gives them the resilient feel of walking on forest turf instead of cement side- walks. As for other sports, the bar is a great semi- circular sweep of bar and high stools providing enough space for any number of hoistino- parties. Its walls are brilliant with a kaleido- scope of the names of ali the famous cocktails aperitifs, liqueurs and other thirst-provokin^ suggestions painted in bright colors and splashes of clear color. In the grand salon naturai parchment is stretched and varnished to form the unusual walls of the lofty room. Severe pillars of gold colored steel about the walls have invisible pro- jectors in the top of each column and give a translucent sunlit effect day and night. The dining room with its polished marble walls circled at the top by a frieze of hand-wrought iron grillwork, its wrought iron stair rail, tinkling marble fountain, and ceiling draped in folds of parchment-colored curtains, which filter a soft diffused light, has ali the charm of a noble old Spanish patio. Like ali the other French liners there is a delightful children's dining room with gay murals and juvenile chairs and tables at which the youngsters are served special menus pre pared under the supervision of the trained governess-nurse. And they have their play room and Punch and Judy theatre besides, so that they probably won't recognize mother by the time they land. "YOUR NEPHEW ASKED ME TO PUT IN A GOOD WORD FOR HIM WHEN I DREW UP YOUR WILL." 34 The Chicagoak Urban Phenomena Don't the Stay-at-Homes Have Fun? MAYBE you are basking on a sunny beach at Majorca ... or lunching under an orange umbrella on the terrace of a little villa at Antibes ... or riding horseback over purple mountain passes in Montana ... or dining under the stars on the deck of somebody's Best Yacht off Long Island Shore . . . Maybe you are wearing Shorts and a turtle-necked sweater on an island in Canada. And maybe you are spending the summer in Town! We can't remember a season when so many of our friends have had "not going away trouble." We are not complaining on account of we are having a swell time right where we are. During the week we swim and lunch at the Saddle and Cycle and dine on the roof at the Tavern Club . . . we have discovered Pals with Boats and Pent houses. We've been cruising up the lake front from Belmont Har- bor to the Edgewater Beach Hotel and swim ming in the moonlight. We've taken to the Suburbs over week-ends on gay house parties . . . breakfast in a garden with a checked cloth and colored dishes and a centerpiece of marigolds . . . early morning golf with dew stili on the grass and a faint smeli of dover in the air . . . dancing at country club pavillions and having a handfull of amusing people out for Sunday Lunch. Florence Noyes (en gagement ring trouble) has a new device for Keeping Cool ... a Pent house, a bathing suit and a hose . . . Patty and Theron Chapman spend most of their time on their boat in and about Belmont Harbor . . . Marj and Paul Butler have weekly house guests for the Oak- brook Polo Games . . . Freida Foltz and the George Artamanoffs practically have a waiting list of City Souls who want to spend a week end at their Geneva Bungalow. People are stili Going Places . . . Janice Towle and Charlo Purcell drove down to Langley Field, Virginia to visit the newly married Oliver Pitchers. Mary and Clay Bartlett and Fredrick Clay III have gone to Bar Harbor where they have taken a house for the rest of the summer . . . Peggy and Fuzzy Bissell are visiting the Tilts at Trout Lake . . . Mrs. Arthur Jerrems, Jr. has gone to New Mexico . . . the Owen Wests are dashing around Lake Placid . . . Paula Uihlein and Nan Smith are having Fun at a Dude Ranch . . . Louise Brewer and Dotty Ranney have gone to Harbor Point . . . "Sainty" Sinclair is at Roaring Brook . . . Jane and Bill Brophy are sending post cards from Canada . . . the young Don La Chances are at Swampscott. Otis Chatfield-Taylor has a stock company on the Cape . . . North Port Point has claimed Issy Davis, Jean Richey, Johnson Davis and his wife, Ray Johnson and Gene Swigert . . . the Davis By Virginia Skinkle family are having a grand time up there with their sail boat Mallabar IL Narcissa Swift is rewriting the first half of her novel at the suggestion of Alfred A. Knopf, publishers. Henny Countiss is back from New York doing a little rewriting on hers . . . Marty Mann who has successfully put a Bond Street Photography Studio on a paying basis has left it in charge of her busi ness partner and gone off to Africa to finish her book. David Burnham (on his way back from Majorca) and Marion Strobel (Mitchell) have books coming out in the fall. And a gel was having a fancy bobbing job done after which the pseudo-French Barber remonstrated her, "Ah, do not touch ze coiffure, M'amoiselle, you'll speri heem!" We know a man who just bought a 1929 Packard Car (second hand) . On the way out to show it to us he was bragging about the Splendid Condition it was in (on account of having been in Storage for over a year and only having gone ten thousand miles anyhow) . We stood at the curb admiring it . . . a Battleship grey touring car with the top down. We were thinking that it looked like a Mack Truck compared to the cars being built today . . . the distance between the dash board and the back seat reminded us of a good two hun dred and fifty yard golf hole. Finally a polite friend spoke up, "It's a swell car, old man, PAUL STONE'RAYMOR, LTD. MISS NANCY TRAYLOR DAUGHTER OF MR. AND MRS. MELVIN TRAYLOR and a good bargain, but why don't you build a Rock Garden in the Back Seat?" Ihere is a gay, young Bachelor in Town who, after having imbibed a leetle too freely during the evening, goes to bed with his hat on so that the sun won't shine in his eyes in the morning. Another Bachelor we know got too well acquainted with Bacchus at a Country Club Dance. Having spent the evening discussing foot ball with the maitre d'hotel he said Good- night to no one and started driving back to town. At Rogers Park he stopped for a red light and fell asleep. He had a dream that he was on his way to Estes Park, Colorado, to visit his brother. After some time a policeman shook his arai. "I was only going thirty miles an hour," said our friend drowsily. "Oh"? replied the Officer Of The Larh "so you were only going thirty . . . well it might interest you to know that you were parked in the middle of the Street at the same time." "But I am a stranger in town," insisted our friend "and I am trying to get to my brother at Estes Park. Here is my card. I have an Illi nois license." "Just where do you think you are?" from the officer. "Oh, about Wyoming" from our friend. "Well we don't allow nuts to drive cars so I think I had better take you to the station." They went to the station. At about six A. M. the Bachelor who got too well acquainted with Bacchus finally persuaded them that he had only been dreaming. They let him take a little nap in a celi. Here, There and Every- where ... A large party of old Pals gathered to see John Locke off for California where he is going into the movies (he Hopes) , he left on a bus. They had a marvelous time playing "Going to Jeruseleum" up and down the aisles . . . Paul Boston brought his guitar and they sang some quartettes much to the surprise of Fellow Passengers who had by that time started to arrive and were standing knee-deep at the Windows looking into the bus. Around town . . . June Provines Cowham ("Gala World") at the Tavern in a powder blue dress with a garden hat . . . Mrs. Gene Byfield in a pink printed dress with a match- ing Straw hat at the races . . . Dotty Schmidt ali in white at the races . . . Narcissa Swift in powder blue with a sapphire scarf driving around Lake Forest . . . the titian-haired Florence Noyes in black chiffon with a shoulder load of camellias at the Tavern dinner dance . . . Edith Louise Clow in brown print shop ping . . . Dot Marshall in black tulle with a tiny veiled dinner hat being very popular at an Exmoor dance . . . Jean Stevens in Beige at the Saddle and Cycle club . . . Jean Pirie in a white linen skirt and a brown and white striped sweater playing golf at Lawsonia. Everyone Everyplace . . . Looking Swell . . . Having Fun . . . 'Bye Now. August, 1932 35 YOUNG AND SHALLOW The Hats of Autumn CROWNS PERCH HIGHER THAN EVER IN THE AUTUMN HATS BECAUSE THEY ARE SO VERY SHALLOW. LITTLE TOQUES LIKE THE ONE AT THE LEFT ARE MERE WHISPERs OF BLACK VELVET. THIS IS THE SO-CALLED PILLBOX, WITH A STIFFENED VEIL OF WIDE NET LACE. MANY HATS HAVE THEIR BRIMS WIRED OR STITCHED TO GIVE A TRIG, TAILORED FEELING. THE DARK BROWN FELT SAILOR HAS A BAND OF PUTTY GALYAK ABOUT ITS CROWN, FINISHED WITH TUFTS OF THE FELT ON DULL GOLD METAL ORNAMENTS. BOWS AT FLY-AWAY ANGLES GIVE A NEW INTEREST To OUR EXPOSED LEFT SIDES. THIS VELVET IN A DEEP BEET- ROOT ROLLS ITS TINY BRIM OF UNCUT VELVET AND PERCHES A LARGE VELVET BOW In LIGHTER BEETROOT JUST ABOVE THE LEFT EYE. LITTLE TURBANS, SKULLCAPs TOQUES, AND BERETS ARE STILL IMPORTANT IN THE SMART HAT WARDROBE. A NT, OTHER STIFFENED LITTLE VEIL IS SHOWN ON THE CHENILLE CAP WHOSE ROLL- ED BRIM AND ASCENDING BOW MARK IT AS DISTINCTLY 1932 VINTAGE. ANOTHER WIRED BRIM Is LIFTED ABOVE THE EDGE OF THE CROWN ON THE LEFT, WITH INTERESTING DETAIL.S OF FINE STITCHING AND PLEATING ON THE CROWN". THE LARGE BOW IS DRAWN THROUGH A CORAL BONE ORNAMENT AND GIVES A NEW BALANCE TO THE TILTED HAT. THERE'S A FAINTLY CHINESE MANDARIN FEELING ABOUT THE PILLBOX BIT AT THE EXTREME LEFT. THIS IS ALE OF BLACK AND WHITE FEATH- ERS, WELDED TOGETHER So THAT THEY APPEAR TO BE MOTTLED VELVET OR a CLOSELY SHAVED FUR. FELT STRIPPING MAKES A. CLEVER SEAMED CROWN WITH THE BRIM BROUGHT UP TO BUILD A STAND-UP PLEAT ABOUT THE BASE OF THE CROWN. THREE WHITE BUT- TONS ARE ATTACHED TO THE BRIM WITH THICK WHITE CORD. BUTTONS ARE MOVING UP TO HATS IN MANY DESIGNS. ALL DESIGNS ON THIS PAGE FROM GAGE BROTHERS. First Fall Whispers VelvetSy Crepes and Wools \ B y The Chicagoenne WHILE this is being written the shops are swarming with bargains in the way of little loves marked down from a hundred to twenty-fìve and from fifty to ten. If you have resisted the summer clear- ances sumciently to have any change left come with mother to the wholesalers and see what's in store for next month's bills. Perhaps the most interesting thing about wholesale visiting is not a fashion note at ali. It's a new Optimism. Quite a number of the firms are reporting a steady strengthening of business, buyers drifting in with siz,able orders from ali over the country, and everybody stocking up warily but more hopefully. As is usually the case at the beginning of a season some grand new color bobs up re- freshingly only to be killed by too much af- fection. The thing becomes a Ford and the smart world ends up in the perennially chic black. Beetroot, really a heavenly winey tone, is on its way to the crest of the wave and then oblivion — seems if, to me, at any rate. The saving grace of this tone is that every manufacturer seems to have a different con- ception of beetroot — some have theirs old beets, some pinky young ones, some raw, some cooked, so it won't be too monotonous. Nevertheless some wines will be good, though Agnés' glowing new rubies and the deep prune velvets spon- sored by several coutouriéres in their early showings will probably contest the wines' posi- tion. We are not done with browns, not by any means. There are some lovely new shades in the fall silks and wools. Greens and scar- lets are seen here and there, everything in deep rich tones. The blacks are more exciting than ever be cause of the quality of the fabrics themselves. It is distinctly a dull season, with an opulent smoulder rather than a high glitter. Satin will be much used but it's a strangely subdued satin. One of the Field fabrics— Satin Char- meur — illustrates this tendency. It is very supple but heavy with a pebbly back which gives it a lot of body, to hang in those luxuri- ous rich folds which mark the fall dresses. This has a soft sheen which is veree elegant; it makes the old shiny satin seem awfully tawdry. Field's also go a step farther in another satin, delustering it entirely, making a mag nificent fabric for smooth manipulation, with the dull sheen of canton. In white and subtle dragée tones for evening this is absolutely chalky. These chalk tones will be good for trimmings on the darker satins and wools, as well as for evening. One would think that they just couldn't do many more new things with wools but the fabric people come up smiling again with ali sorts of new weaves. One of the most interesting in the Field col- lection is a group of Feather wools to take the place of the spring ostrich wools in our hearts. These have just a fleck of feather here and there to give the whitish touch and make them so deliciously soft but they aren't nearly so fuzsy and much more durable than the ostrich feather wools. In a dress wool Field shows Destale de Piume, a feather lace, which has the same elusive feathery quality in a fine, fine mesh. For coats there are the inter esting new self-striped woolens and a heavy, faintly pebbled Greypoint. A fascinating dress fabric is Chipper Crepe, a soft wool in a new boucle weave that is perfect for sports and Street wear. Lacelaine, a little lighter and finer weave than Chipper Crepe, has this same attractive handwoven look. Both the wools and the satins and crepes appear in the fall tones — not so much black in the wools of course. The browns run the color range from a light toast brown to Jungle Brown, which has the depth of old walnut, with the tiniest suggestion of reddish mahogany. Manila Brown is a true dark brown and very refreshing it is after ali our pinky and orangey browns. In the wools there is a Rustana, a new orange red which should be stunning for fall suits and the first Street dresses. The greens are deep bottle greens. Surprisingly, some brilliant blues are going on into the fall and, what's more, gray and grége are being used in some of the smartest gowns for yolks, for scarves or for the entire dress fabric. In the new glowing rich colors sheer crepes become a part of the winter eve ning scene. Field's Echalon crepes are shown in exquisite prunes and wines and reds. 1 he same colors are re- peated in hats, of course, though a stunning black velvet with black accessories will finish off almost any fall costume in great style. The velvet for hats is dullish too. Many of the hats employ uncut velvet, which looks like a ribbed twill instead of velvet. Turbans, toques and skullcaps are done in crushable transparent velvet, also dulled in sheen. Very fine soleil is used, as well as much fine felt and felt stripping. Feathers appear in a new guise, adopting Reboux' idea of welding them together so that they look like fiat pieces of mottled velvet or fur. These are used for bands of trimming or to make entire little toques like the one shown on the opposite page. The brimless little affairs are stili clapped to one side of the head, but farther over and jauntier.' Many of the hats, however, have interesting brims which move upward in new directions while the crown sits more squarely on the back of the head. Crowns are very, very shallow and the whole thing is very, very youthful. Buttons and pleats are used in in teresting new ways and most of the designers are making much of cocky bows, big and little, at the side or shooting skyward from a point above the left eye. THE FALL COSTUME BUILDS ITS SUCCESS ON ITS FOUNDATION. TOP LEFT, A VOILE STEP-IN FROM LESCHIN. CENTER, STEP-IN GIRDLE IN LACE OVER SATIN, BLACKSTONE SHOP. FULL LENGTH FOUNDATIONS ARE IMPERATIVE UNDER RIB-HUGGING EVENING GOWNS. THE SLICK SATIN WITH LACE BRASSIERE IS FROM THE DIANA COURT CORSET SHOP. AT THE BOTTOM, TWO MISS SIM- PLICITY FOUNDATIONS A VERY LIGHT WEAVE WITH NET TOP FROM LESCHIN AND A SATIN AND LACE FROM THE BLACKSTONE SHOP. THE TWO BRASSIERES AT THE RIGHT FROM DIANA CORSET SHOP. CENTER LEFT, THE BLACKSTONE SHOP'S BOUE SOEURS, AN EXQUISITE LACE OVER SATIN, HAND EMBROIDERED, TO BE WORN AS A GILET AS WELL AS A BRASSIERE. August, 1932 37 customs of the town and their creators By Frank Hesh Custom-made clothes, like a custom-built motor car, have a certain smartness about them — a refinement, a sort of luxurious per- sonality. The men who design and produce them are thoughtful artizans, trained and su perior workmen. Our illustrations present examples of exquisite custom work that may be had in Town. The figure to the left is wearing flannel slacks, grey in this instance, though they come in brown too, with a dou- ble-breasted linen jacket, very loose with the so-called English Drape shoulder effect. It is, you will note, a complete reversai of the usuai summer-informal wear. This outfit is by Strahorn, Inc. At the left, Henry Heppner & Co. have taken grey boating flannel with a three-quarters inch chalk stripe and made it up into a two button lounge suit, the upper button to be buttoned at the waist line. The broad, full shoulders and narrow, silhouetted waist with the details of leger, supple appearance of the suit are attained by the cooperation of artist and artizan. As appropriate addenda to these custom- made clothes, Sulka offers magnificent shirt- ings and scarfs, illustrated to the left and right below. Particularly we like the boat ing scarf patterned with gulls and vessels a-sail. The shoes, brown calf and two-tone sports, are by Letang, Boots & Shoes, Inc. While John T. Shayne & Co. are showing the hats, the finest of Panamas and a soft, light-weight, snap-brim felt. Warm but Fairer Beauty in the Dog Days B y Marcia Vaughn THERE is a sort of challenge about hot weather which no true feminine spirit can ignore. Battling the humidity, bladng sun, and soaring temperatures is a mat ter of Constant vigilance. But the victory is sweet when your friends say of you that you always look cool, fresh and dainty, while others pant and fan and go about red-faced in their misery. The weapons for the battle are so many that we couldn't nearly cover them ali in our last issue but they are so delightful to toy with that we could go on indefinitely, experi- menting and raving. After a few months of summer have passed nearly ali skins are slightly darker in tone, even if one hasn't gone in for extreme sun-tanning. Suddenly the lighter powders of other seasons begin to look con- spicuous, and instead of blending beautifully with skin tones they produce that coated tlpow- dered" look. For this period Primrose House has blended a particularly lovely variety of its Chiffon powder, a slightly darker shade with a warm tone that gives a very flattering healthy glow to summer complexions. Chiffon powder has the quality of being absolutely shineless be cause it is sifted so finely, and this summer shade does not streak or turn yellow after a few hours as the old time sun tan powders did. If you have turned a nice deep tan you'll like the way Helena Rubinstein's French Ochre powder tones in with your bron^e. This has a strong rosy accent too, so that it imparts a healthy look, not a negroid tint. If powders should be changed as complexions change, so should foun- dations, argues Princess Pat. This house has originated a delightful Tinted Foundation Cream in eight different shades so that almost any skin hue can be matched. It has the added charm of being very moist and not greasy, a splendid thing in summer products. To apply it you mix the cream with water and when it has a nice milky consistency pat it on and blot off the excess moisture. It is very cooling and refreshing and gives a trans- lucent finish which lasts for hours and hours. Before you dart off for long hours on a drive or on the golf course where you won't have an opportunity for complexion repairs a good liquid powder is the best insurance. Some liquids are very drying or coat the skin too heavily, but Harriet Hubbard Ayer's Com plexion Balm does none of these. The French Rachel shade is a lovely sun tan hue perfectly dazzling with white or brilliantly colored sports things. And at the same time that it gives a smooth lasting finish, no matter what the heat or moisture, it protects the skin from burning and helps to ward off freckles. For those who prefer a dry powder the Ayeristocrat Theatrical powder in the Ayer line is particularly nice for summer as it is designed to stay on and stay on, while it absorbs moisture and prevents that misty gloss so common in hot weather. Before powder- ing try smoothing some of the Ayer Beautify ing Face Cream over face, neck, and arms to guard against freckling. This is effective and pleasant to use because it isn't at ali greasy and is absorbed readily. About the most success- ful way to keep happy in hot weather is to make a luxurious, leisurely rite of the bath. Soften the water with oils, scent it with fresh invigorating crystals and relax magnificently. After the bath a cooling rub with toilet water or eau de cologne keeps you feeling fresh for hours and minimises perspiration. Then a film of fine dusting powder (several brands have deodorant qualities) and things simply can't stick to you. Yardiey has extended its Orchis line to in clude several new preparations (new to us, that is; Orchis has been a favorite in England for some time). The Orchis dusting powder in its great big yellowed silver box is a deco rative addition to any bathroom and the fine powder itself has that fresh garden-like fra- grance which makes Orchis perfume such a de lightful summer scent. In a handsome square crystal bottle Harriet Hubbard Ayer's eau de cologne is another decorative item. Its invig orating, faintly verbena scent is wonderfully refreshing in any weather. There are several other items in the Ayer group which simply shout for mention. Her Foot Ice is as cool and soothing as it sounds for the hot aching feet which summer inevi- tably brings in its train. And travelers swear by Odo-R-Ojf, not only because it kills per spiration odors so surely but also because its tube package makes it compact for packing. The Brilliantine Pomade, also in a convenient tube, is a grand protective finish for the hair and keeps it from getting so dry and hizzy after the sun and sand at the seashore. 1 F you have any thought for permanent beauty — and who hasn't? — you will never, never, never neglect your hair, any more than you would neglect the regular cleansing, lubricating, and stimulating of your skin. There's no finer place for year-round hair treatments than the Fox Institute at 30 North Michigan, and you will find it an amaz- ingly pleasant place to visit on even the daw- gonedest dog days. For there is no stuffy beauty shop atmosphere here, and roaring hot dryers are anathema to the Fox system. In a cool and airy room you slide into your chair and stay there comfortably through the entire shampoo, treatment and setting of your hair. The Fox sisters, one of whom is in charge of the Chicago institute, have evolved a method of caring for the hair which has made them famous ali over the world since their opening in 1903. They start at the root of things by devoting their attention to the scalp. They don't just swish water and soap through the hair but actually and thoroughly wash the scalp. Which is the reason for that lovely lustrous look and healthy alive-ness which the hair has after a Fox Shampoo. There really is a noticeable difference. Before the shampoo the Frances Fox Ana- leptic Herbal Ointment — a long name but it deserves it — is rubbed into the scalp to loosen the dry scales, dandruff and sebaceous matter which collect so quickly, especially in hot weather. After this scalp food has been gently massaged into the head the scalp is washed in a very different way. Your attendant pre- pares a large bowl of distilled water. This is not softened ordinary water but the pure dis tilled variety so that no strange chemicals are introduced to your head as they are when our regular, highly chlorinated and hard lake water is used. To this are added analeptic herbs which tone up the scalp and give that naturai lustre to the hair. Then a large sponge is dipped in the herbal water, soaped with rich olive oil soap and rubbed on the scalp, bit by bit and part by part until every inch has been thor oughly and gently cleaned. Only when the scalp is ali clean does the hair get its final lathering and rinse in the herbal water. After the rinsing the hair is dried by hand, by gentle and scientific massage which is the most soothing business you ever submitted to. At the same time it stimulates the scalp delightfully and makes every hair spring back to that old youthful silkiness that you thought was lost forever. This method of shampooing makes the hair so easy to handle that it is easily set in soft natu rai waves without benefit of messy lotion or dryer. As a final touch, a bit of the analeptic ointment is again rubbed into the scalp for nourishment and you go forth with an honest- to-goodness crown of glory that will arouse flattering comment (Continued on page 50) August, 1932 19 "I RECOMMEND Transamerican Service as QUICK and DEPENDABLE" — Lothar Becker Pres. Becker Motor Co. 3439 W. 63 rd Street Chicago 11 And I am glad to have had an opportunity to get acquainted with the safety policy employed by your company/' continues Mr. Becker. "Careful piloting and the consideration you show your passengers should do much to induce the traveling public to become airminded. *' • • • Last year 20,000 people traveled on Transamerican Airlines — swiftly, comfortably and dependably. The 4:30 P. M. Detroitair loading at Municipal A/rporr New low fares and frequent schedules are in effect on the Transamerican System — DeLuxe air route to Detroit, Michigan points and the East. AH ten planes on the Chicago-Detroit division maintain 150 minute intercity service. The Morning Lark departs daily at 9:00 A. M. The Detroitair departs daily at 4:30 P. M. Phone State 7110 for complete air travei information and reservations transamerican Airlines Corp. 10 S. LaSalle St. Chicago \S^B9^y FLY ON THE GOVERNMENT MAIL LINES HOME SUITE HOME Horses by the Gross B v Ruth G. Bergman REGARDLESS of theological be- . liefs few persons will deny that the doctrine of free will does not per- tain to material things. Though a man may have the faculty to choose between good and bad he often has no opportunity to exercise it. If he does not like the suits he can buy ready made he may have one made to order. This will, perhaps, afford him a wider choice of design; but suppose he doesn't like the colors or the weaves that are stylish at the time. Being stylish they are probably the only colors and weaves then obtain- able. The man must choose between taking what he can get and getting nothing. As Shakespeare might have said, the evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft' not manu- factured. The same principle applies to a man's house. He may not like the existing residences but even when he builds one for himself his choice of style, material, construction and even pian is limited by custom, craftsman- ship, manufacturing conditions, the labor situation, economics, the physi- cal properties of matter. Of ali the deterrents to freedom of choice today the economie situation ranks second only to the physical properties of matter but even the man whose stocks and bonds have been such that he can view depression objectively comes off second best in the matter of getting what he wants. He may arrange to have his house heated by the gulf stream and illuminated by the moon; but the chances are that the next year some manufacturer will bring out similar but greatly improved apparatus at decidedly reduced cost. The innovator will have the satisfac- tion of owning an obsolete piece of machinery and knowing that it was once exclusive. Today we have swift boats to bring the treasures of the Indies; trains and planes to trans- port them to the seaports; cable and radio communication to route them; and our housing is as standardized as it was in the middle ages when the builder was limited by the stone that was quarried in his immediate vicinity and the wood that grew in the forest beside his prospective door. True, our materials do come from ali parts of the world; we have elevators, tele- phones, thermostatic heat control and private bars — but so have John Doe and Robert Roe and ali their uncles and their cousins and their aunts. We do not lack conveniences but they lack originality. In other words, we ali take what we can get and what can be got, most of the time, is what is manufactured in quantity. At present that is equipment such as refrigerators, ranges, heating plants, plumbing fixtures, electrical gadgets — yes, and our handsome oak doors, our window frames and our antique pan- eling. Tomorrow it may be our pre- fabricated floors, roofs and walls. Conditions beyond our control, or those which we are too thoughtless or witless to control, are changing the world and with it the houses in which we try to withstand its buffets. A man's home may be his castle but those who build it will dictate its form. v\ riters on the sub- ject of building are fond of compar- ing the modem residence to the auto mobile, with ali the honors going to the latter. That may or may not be a fair analogy but at any rate it seems that the most individualistic home owner is satisfied to drive a car that has many scores of identica! twins — or should one cali them thou- sanduplets? The bootlegger may paint his roadster a bright purple and the farmer's wife may curtain her small sedan in chintz; but the fact remains that in ali essential details they are exactly similar to a whole country full of other roadsters and sedans of that particular year 0f grace — or disgrace. Why, then, should a man object to having a house like his neighbor's? One answer js that he shouldn't — if his neighbor's house is good. That is, he shouldn't in the future, for two reasons: first because the mass production house will probably be as efficient and as comfortable as the automobile, and second, because he is going to have a great deal of trouble and expense if he proposes to be dissimilar. This does not apply immediately to the man of wealth — if any. JJe may — for a limited period — have his idiosyncrasies and innovations- — but as we noted above, the meek will soon inherit them with improvements. Meanwhile, the sum of ali these im provements begins to look like a pretty good house for not much money. It is, in other words, a modem house, the Model T of the building industry, a little strange from the esthetic point of view but built for lots of service and within the reach of every man who can fur- nish a down payment and a reference The automobile carne into general usage with the advent of cheap cars; and the man who drives a $5,000 job can thank them for many mechanical improvements as well as for the con crete roads that increase his riding comfort. Similarly, it is probable that the popular priced house may usher in improvements for the palace. Architects, contractors and manu- facturers everywhere are racing to be the first to put this Model T on the market. There are probably thou- sands of schemes now tacked to drawing boards and placed for imme diate attention on office desks. They differ, naturally, but ali are based on quantity production and prefabrica- tion, with the operation now called building a house becoming simply an assembly job on the designated lot. Most of the plans include ali the conveniences known to man, the householder, and exclude ali extrane- ous ornamentation. The recently form- ed organization of General Homes, Inc., goes a step further and proposes to market its produci like an auto mobile. In other words, it will dis- tribute houses through locai dealers in whose showrooms future owners may select their ready made domiciles. The houses will be practically drive- aways since it is expected that they can be erected in less than a week by construction crews maintained by the dealers. The manufacturers cooper- ating with General Homes in this The Chicagoam Even... our climote IS PERFECT! Regalar Table d'Hote Dinners IncludingSundays $|.oo $|.50 $2«oo Ihe hottest August evening can't mar the delight of a delicious Belmont dinner. From sizzling Sheridan Road you pass through a handsome lobby into our stately Empire Dining Room, where modem science keeps the tempera ture an eternai 70° — just right for the pleasant enjoyment of what people teli us are ab- solutely the finest dinners in Chicago — regardless of price. Yet our prices are as moderate as our temperature. Hotel Belmont B. B. WILSON, Manager Single and doublé rooms with bath. Suites of two to four rooms, with or without kitchenette Special Weekly and Monthly Rates • Sheridan Road at Belmont Harbor BITtersweet2100 15 MINUTES FROM THE LOOP f-.\> Are you "WATER ACK of water will cause the health- iest plant to droop and fade. Lack |tI of water causes the same ''droopiness" ^ in human beings. The human body is two-thirds water. It "uses up" over three quarts of water daily. This amount should be replaced regu- larly if trae energetic well-being is to prevail. Does the cloudiness and chlorine taste of ordi- nary water prevent you from drinking your full share? Then drink Corinnis Spring Water — the water that is never bitter, never cloudy, never doubtful. Corinnis come» straight from a woodland spring. Every day of the year it is pure, clear and good to taste. Thousands of families enjoy it daily. Thousands of offices and stores serve it to their customers and employees. Due to thÌ3 wide- spread popularity Corinnis costs but a few cents a bottle — only a fraction of what you must pay for most spring waters. Order a case today. You'll always be glad you did. HINCKLEY & 420 W. Ontario St. SCHMITT SUPerior 6543 (Also sold at your neishborhood stare) Corinnis SPRING WATER August, 1932 41 KLEENEX disposa b le t i s s u e s to use and destroy TIRED of paying for big hand- kerchief launderings ? Then it's time to try Kleenex! You can use many individuai Kleenex Tissues for the cost of having one handker- chief laundered! And there's no bother. No storing soiled handkerchiefs in laundry bags-to scatter germs through other dothing. Sol test— yet strongest Although Kleenex is the softest tissue on the market, it is also the strongest. Kleenex is made of finest rayon— cellulose, and is far more absorbent than cotton or linen. These soft tissues wonderful for are ' K ERFS For dress - up occa- sions ! Like Kleenex. but heavier ... 4 thicknesses instead of 2. Finished with smart borders. Use for tea napkins as well as handker chiefs. Big box, 25c. babies, for use as bibs, handker chiefs, and napkins. Try Kleenex for wiping specta- cles, for cleaning silver, for dust ing, for cleaning shoes, for dry ing razor blades. In rolls and packages Kleenex is now available in two sizes, the usuai handkerchief size, and the larger Kleenex in big, luxurious sheets, ideal for dusting, guest towels, and re- moving face creams. Kleenex also comes in rolls at 2 5 e, in pink or white. A free sample may be obtained by writing to the Kleenex Company, Lake Mich igan Building, Chicago, Illinois. pian to produce factory made houses include the Pullman Car and Manu' facturing Company, the General Electric Company, American Radiator and Standard Sanitary Corporation and others. These are, of course, cheap houses designed to sell at about $3,500; but if the high priced residence enjoys a splendid isolation from the trends that effect the cot' tages on the other side of the tracks, few persons have observed the phenomenon. Even our Century of Progress, about which you are certain to have a violent opinion of one kind or an- other, is pointing the way to what you and I may endure and our chil- dren and grandehildren may admire. The new materials, plans and methods employed there are of an experimental nature which will exemplify not only the progress of the past century but will lead logically to that which is to come. Looking at the Administration Building and the Hall of Science — but not, I hope, at the Travei and Transport Building — one sees the shadow that the future city casts be fore. In the light steel construction, the plain surfaces, the use of "Wall board in place of brick and stone, you see, possibly, your future home. You may not recognize it as such, but there, barring a miracle, it is. And, with Ben Bernie, I hope you'll like it. EDITORIAL OPINION Calendar Comments on Contemporary Events [begin on page 7] KLEENEX ^V-^-^ TISSUES JULY 24. — Fiftyone thousand per' sons at Cubs Park, two thousand more than ever gathered there before, cheer young Lon Warneke's fifteenth victory. Young Mr. Warneke is an astounding fellow. He seems not to know that it is impossible to accom- plish anything in this worst of ali possible years. He seems not to have beard that there is no use in trying. Evidently he believes that an are may be drawn from a given base, no mat' ter where that base may be, and today he is persuading fiftyone thousand persons toward a like conviction. No doubt young Mr. Warneke would be the first to disclaim credit for the in' cipient upturn. He has had a good deal more to do with it than most of those who will admit responsibility. Journalistic Justìce JULY 25. — Ashton Stevens is back from Newport and in the Herald' Examiner which never sparkles quite so brightly when vacant of his Col' umn Or Less. The Stevens column, brave in concept and variable as the human equation, is without like in daily print. It is honestly edited, me ticulously phrased, its paragraphs pat' ently pored over, polished, pointed straight at the intellect and let fìy. It is easily the best newspaper column in Chicago, perhaps in America, and would have to be to thrive where the Hearstmen have anchored it, on the Women's Page alongside such stirring news as (from issue of this date) "Printed Chiffon and Crepes Are as Popular as Ever" and "New Electric Skillet Joins Breakfast Table." Truly, a good deed has to shine like the devil to get an even break in Amer' ican journalism. Omission for Cause JULY 26. — A telegram from Caro line S. Krum relates that there can be no Personal Intelligence depart' ment in the August issue because so- ciety has been so busy with gossip and scandal — far too personal and not at ali intelligent — that no one took time off to provide subject matter of consequence. Dog days in sooth. The Losing Spirit JULY 27. — It is five o' clock at Ar lington and the Hertzes are smih ing in their box as a messenger re ports back. Odds on the Hertz Entry drop from 2'1 to 8'5. Vigilant ladies in adjacent wickers hasten to the mutuels. Steffen rode a Hertz horse to victory in the Matron Han' dicap last year and the year before. Steffen rides Risque today, and if that were not enough, magical Coucci js up on French Duchess. It is three minutes past five, the horses are at the post and the Hertzes, stili smiling, train glasses upon the field of eight impatient in the start' ing gate at the base of the chute that is Hertz course. Three minutes more and they are off, Betty Deer leading, Con Amore dose up, Risque a snug fourth and French Duchess a free sixth. The Hertz glasses follow them down the back'stretch. At the quarter French Duchess is fourth with Risque at her heels. No change at the half. Another quarter and Risque has dropped back. They come into the stretch and Coucci tries — for seconds French Duchess is third — then Tred Avon and Con Amore pass her. They are to finish in this order, but Mrs Hertz has laid down her glasses and begun to pulì on her gloves. The field thunders by but she is saying goodbye to her husband, calmly, stili smiling. The Hertz entry did not come in That is that. Sport is sport and sporting is sporting. The Hertzes are sporting. She goes, he stays, and presently the platers are out for the next race. Ladies in adjacent wick> ers return to their dope sheets and life goes on. ^Americana JULY 28.— President Hoover sent the doughboys of '32 against the doughboys of '17 in the streets of Washington and stocks gained four points on the New York stock exchange. The Paying Pnnciple JULY 29.— A fence has been thrown around the Century 0f Progress area and a dime is charged for admission. Persons who used to drive casually past and say that the project could not succeed now pay to get in and argue that it cannot fail. Barnum and Ziegfeld knew how im portant to success it is to charge enough. So did Rickard. The suc cess of the World Fair will depend in large part upon the size of the ad mission fee. If fortyfive thousand people will pay sixty thousand dol- lars to see a Golden Gloves tourna ment, in this market, anything less than a ten dollar general admission would imperii the Exposition. Morris Gest would know the exactly correct figure. 42 The Chicagoan THE TEST ON THE ROAD Ask the Man JVhos Taken One By Clay Burgess IF you ever have the chance to take a road test in a Packard twin six, don't think of missing it. Don't let any other engagement interfere. Weekending at Harbor Point, enter taining your stili fairly wealthy (and aging rapidly) Uncle Emory or Ioli' ing around on a thirtyfour foot cruiser — neglect them and take the road test. Ask the man who's taken one. We took one. And it's that sort of thing that could become a habit with us. Even if we do not own a Packard Twin Six, we like to swarm into one, settle back in comfort that the Twin Six provides and go sailing along the highways and byways with a fine driver at the wheel. And then go nosing around under the hood, admiring the gadgets and several addenda. Un the fast trip we took, Tommy Milton was at the wheel. Tommy Milton is a fine driver. He's the only driver who has twice won the International 500-mile race at the Indianapolis Speedway. In 1921 he triumphed in a Frontenac, his time being 5:34:44 and his aver- age speed 89.62. Again in 1923 he carne through with a win in an H. C. S. Special; time: 5:29:50; average speed: 90.95: And at the wheel of the Packard Twin Six (with us in the back seat) he hit a speed of 97 m.p.h. That's going. Ask the man who's gone that fast. He took a corner (not a right-angled corner, Dieu merci!) at a speed some- where in the seventies. The car lurched just a bit, then settled down in a split'second and zoomed along the straight'away. It was very grand. Mr. Milton, too, accomplished what we'd always thought an impossibility by attaining a speed of 67 m.p.h. in second. But we guess that's pretty easy to do with a Packard Twin Six. And ali the time Mr. Milton was do- ing these things there was no vibra' tion, no excessive motor heating, nothing out of the ordinary happen' ing under the hood at ali. It was just the everyday performance that a Twin Six is glad to offer when called upon and feels it's nothing to get excited about. Of course the Pack' ard Motor Car Company has some thing like sixteen years of continuous experience with twelvecylinder de- signs. When the Twin Six was brought out just before Auto Show time last winter, memories of one of the country's best known cars were revived — the famous Packard Twin Six of sixteen years ago. Packard was the first to build a twelvecylin' der car in this country, and perhaps (at least for ali we know) in the world, by the way. It's a supremely luxurious sort of car, beautiful exte- rior lines, exquisite interior, providing a complete and restful comfort and giving a thrilling performance. The chassis include Packard's synchro- mesh transmission (quiet in ali three speeds), fìnger control free-wheeling, ride control and the exclusive angle set rear axle and new doublé drop frame. When you consider the per formance possibilities of the conserva' tively rated and economically devel- oped 160 h. p., you have the feeling that there is an over-abundance of power, and likewise, an ali too great speed attainment — a flashing, brilliant speed that is never labored, that al ways leaves something in reserve. Well, after having had a road test in one, we are pretty certain that the Packard Twin Six completely obso- letes ali multi-cylinder cars of the conventional type. It does as far as we are concerned, anyway. Intensified safety drives this year by national, state and municipal authorities, as well as nu- merous civic organizations, again bring to the forefront of motor car safety features, the famous fender headlamp originated by Pierce-Arrow over eighteen years ago and stili rec- ognized as the most outstanding mark of identifìcation in the realm of motordom. Although it soon won worldwide recognition as a symbol of highest attainment in fine car exclusiveness, the fender headlamp was developed primarily for greater utility and safety. The success with which it contrib- uted to safer motoring may be accu- rately measured by the fact that The Vrivacy of SPACE TO OUVOP& imPARTMENTS . . . not compartments! Spacious leisure. Dressing comfort. Outside air and daylight. Controllatile heat, ventilation. That describes ali rooms, and 70% of First Class apartments have private bath, too. § To size and speed, the Empress of Britaìn adds the unheard- of luxury of spacè at sea . . . space to live . . . space to play . . . more square feet pei: individuai first class passenger than any other ship. She holds ali America-to-Europe speed records, too . . . dock-to-dock 4 days, 17 hr., 59 min. . . . land-to-land 3 days, 1 hr., 30 min. «iRegular sailings from Quebec to Southampton, Cherbourg. Information, reservations from your own agent or E. A. Kenney, Steamship General Agent, 71 E. Jackson Blvd., Chicago. Phone: Wabash 1904. FARES REDUCED 20% Hmprtss gitani ROUND -THE -WORLD CRUISE BY EMPRESS OF BRITAIN FROM NEW YORK . . . DEC. 3rd U. S. AND BRITISH OPEN GOLF CHAMPIONSHIP GENE SARAZEN IN HIS NEW TWIN SIX AND PACKARD PRESIDENT ALVAN MACAULEY. C A N A D I A N PACIFIC August, 1932 43 Wm llCCigO S v i leWesi • The gratifying occupancy in the newly compieteci Blackwood proves that discriminat- ing apartment seekers appreciate the finest in Hotel Homes. Here in fashionable Hyde Park you will find - I>:mm<mis I lo 5 room suite» fur- nished in the true individuality of your own home— a multitude of finer hotel Services to make your living more enjoyable. Shops, terrace, roof garden in building. Rates moder- ately low and standard to ali. We in vite your most criticai inspection. PHIL C.CALDWELL Personally Directing THE/JLACKWOOD 5200 BLACKSTONE AVENUE Telephone Dorchester 3310 For Sale or Long Term Rental MODERN TOWN HOUSE WITH ALL ADVANTAGES OF SUBURBAN LOCATION, yet within 12 minutes of Loop in Restricted Residential District just North of Lincoln Park Inquiries: McMenemy & Martin, Inc. Frank F. Overlock. 410 N. Michigan Avenue Whitehall 6880 Pierce-Arrow front fender replace- ments, by actual count, are practically negligible, showing beyond doubt that they possess a remarkable degree of immunity from the dangers of the current congested trame conditions. Pierce-Arrow drivers, guided by the fender headlamp, always can judge accurately the amount of clearance with which they have to operate. On- coming cars by the same calculation know the exact position of a Pierce- Arrow when they meet it on the Street or highway and steer their course accordingly. As has been the case with ali other outstanding improvements in the au tomobile industry, there have been many attempted infringements on the Pierce-Arrow fender headlamp patent. However, the Pierce-Arrow Motor Car Company has always been vic- torious in recourse to legai action when necessary, and the fender head lamp enters its nineteenth year, ex- clusively Pierce-Arrow, and stili the one identifying mark that has not succumbed to destructive influence of duplication. -A. NEW process for rust-proofing automobile bodies, by which each complete body assembly, instead of its separate panels, is treated just before the lacquer is ap- plied, has been installed in the Gra ham body plant, and ali bodies are now receiving the new protective treatment. The Graham process not only pro- Vides a rust resisting protection for the body, but also, by chemically changing the surface of the metal, insures. a better bond between the metal and the lacquer finish, an im portant factor in attaining permanence of bodv finish. LX. ARTHUR TOR- Rf.NCE, anthropologist, specialist on tropical diseases and Fellow of the Royal Society of England, stopped off hete fecently on his way home from his fifth trip to Africa on scientific expeditions. -Carrying him on his way to Cali fornia, where he is a mémber of the Hooper Foundation and of the Med icai School of the University of Cali fornia, was a 1929 Chevrolet Six which he drove across the Continent of Africa from the East to the West Coast through 16,000 miles of jungle passage, ali under the car's own power except for an impassable 100 miles. Studies of sleeping sickness, on which Dr. Torrence is an interna- tional authority, took him on his early missions to Africa. There he made survey? of the deadly Tsetse fly, spreader of.the disease; and amotig his strange cargo here were two small crocodiles afflicted with the ailment, which he was taking home for further observation. They are veritable res- ervoirs of the parasitic germ, be reported. On an earlier expedition Dr. Tor rence happened into a strange tribe of dwarfs in the Lake Chad district on the edge of the Sahara Desert, which one school of scientists believe are a remnant of pre-historic civili^a- tion and may prove to be "The Cra- dle of the Human Race." They'live in caves, have a kind of jabber in stead of language, subsist on roots and vegetables, and resemble pygmies although lacking in courage and stam ina. Dr. Torrence's further studies of them, during his most recent trip are to be set down in a book frorrì his pen entitled Junglemania. IT SHALL BE DONE Up Pops the New Post Office Building (Begin on page 21) the Department of Justice will remain to do business at the old stand in the Federai Building. 1 he most novel feature of the new building is that, from the point of view of the post office department, the architeets and contractors, it will have no novelties. The government, apparently, sticks to the three r's, rivets, reinforcing and general ali around regularity. The layman, however, who is not familiar with post office construction, would find some rather remarkable elements in the plans. For example, there are a private elevator, some spare stairways and ladders and un- accountable louvers in walls and ceil- ings. Some such things are present in every post office building in this broad land of the free and are one means by which Uncle Sam keeps an eye on the nephews who handle his mail and ours. The private elevator, in other words, and the stairways and ladders are for the use of inspectors who are thus enabled to slip in and out of the building and up and down inside it, observing but unobserved. Their stands are called "look-out gal- leries," which means that the in spectors can look out over the vast panorama of mail handling and that the mail clerks had better look out or the goblins'll get them. Thus roving invisibly about the building, opening a louver here and a peep hole there, playing a serious game of "I Spy" in which they are always it. the in spectors are omnipresent and omnis- cient. No one knows when they come or go or behind what appar ently blank wall they may be lurking but the possibility of their presene! any time, anywhere, like Santa Claus looking down on children from his seat high up on the north pole, is calculated to put the fear of the law into those who come in contact with that valuable commodity, the United States mail. just to be on the safe side, how ever, Uncle Sam is taking another precaution in the Chicago post office. Though the inspectors play "I Spy" that is not a game of hide and seek. They are constantly seeking, to be f-ure, but the post office is designed to make it impossible for the other side to hide so much even as a postage stamp. Ali columns will be encased in steel and there will be smooth surfaces everywhere so that there will be no crack or cranny where a letter might be concealed for later purloining. Graham, Anderson, Probst and White are the architeets. Construc tion was begun last October and the building is scheduled for completion by January 1, 1934. The con- tractor's field office is decorated with the repeated motto: "It shall be done"; and judging by the appear- ance of the job it is easy to believe that whatever or whenever "it" is. it will be done. The Chicagoak AIR CONQUEST-TWO RlECTRIC COOLING In Which Mere Man Gives M other Nature Another Beating By Gerald Arthur THE box-like affair you've specu- lated about as you sipped a soda or munched a sandwich at DeMet's — the object apparently sus- pended in mid air and looking like it might be an exhaust if it had an out- let, or a fan if it had a biade — is a Copeland. And you guessed wrong about that cabinet in Doctor Whats- hisname's office— the one that might have been a radio, if there had been a dial'on it, or a civilised container of good government liquor — because it really is a Clements. .It will be a little while before you learn to iden- tify them by their streamlined bodies, like automobiles, but they're popping up ali around you, the way the Fords did, and in no time at ali each of us will have his favorite brand and argue its superiorities over every other brand with ali the fervor we used to generate over our radio sets. They — the Copelands at DeMet's, the Clements at the doctor's, the strange, simple, graceful items of not quite identifiable furniture come upon in this home, that club, even in the majesty of your board of directors' quarters — are air conditioners! Not content with flying hither and yon in it, faster and faster and with less and less regard for when and how, busy Mr. Man has taken the air apart, found out what was wrong with it and contrived means of put- ting it back together again so that it breathes not only as well but better than before. It seems there were quite a lot of things wrong with it. Not with the good oldfashioned out- doors air, of course. That was ali right. Mrs. Nature had ways of taking care of that, by dropping rain' through it now and then to wash it, blowing it around, up and down dale, to keep it cool and clean, baking it a bit now and again to take out an oversupply of dampness, swishing it rapidly about every so often (this is called a cyclone) to give it new zip. But Mrs. Nature couldn't do much about her good oldfashioned outdoors air after Mr. Man had built walls around a section of it and kept it in- doors too long, breathing it in and out, filling it with cooking odors and coarse language, messing it up with ali sorts of indoors activities and pastimes until it was just no good any more. No, the dear old Lady couldn't do much about that. So Mr. Man did. Mr. Man is always thinking of things like that, but Mrs. Nature doesn't seem to mind. She's used to it. vJf course the strange thing is that Mr. Man didn't get around to it before. Now that he's really gone into the matter, it seems an even stranger thing that he lived long enough to get to it. He was pretty well disgusted when he got a really good look at a cross- section of the stufi he'd been breath ing in his office, and before that in his log cabin, and before that in his cave with the smelly old skins heaped in the corner. It wasn't very nice stuff to breathe. Our own downtown Chicago air, for instance, turned out so badly that those of us who dared to go down to business fairly regu- larly had to inhale a pound and a half of soot a year, and Heaven knows what else. No one claims that this brought on the depression, and maybe it didn't, but it's a pretty de pressing bit of information just the same, not to say unhealthy and un pleasant and uncomfortable. No won- der that Mr. Man gofbusy, and none too quickly, either, if you ask me. High time, I say. The important thing, of course, is that Mr. Man did get busy. And the pleasant news dug up by your dilligent informant, who could now breathe freely again if he weren't so breathlessly eager to teli it to you, is that the troops have landed and have the situation well in hand. I have been up and down the corridors of commerce in search of just the right equipment for my own purposes, office and home, and I am happy to state that you need defile your lungs, dim your intellect and imperii your efficiency no longer. Though you live in a hall bedroom on Wabash avenue or command a mansion on the Drive, though your office building was new in glorious, unventilated '93 or tossed up in the boulevard up- heaval of the late 'Twenties, the cur- rent market offers precisely the proper mechanism for your requirements and the price is by no means the least sur- prising aspect of the situation. 1 HE kinds of equip ment are as many and as varied as the requirements of a metropolitan people. The Copelands, mentioned as responsible in large part for that DeMet's atmosphere, are ideal for restaurants, offices, shops or homes, the functioning unit — if that is the term — being an inconspicuous and ornamentai cube, slightly less than two feet each way, suspended some- what above head level and doing its nice clean dirty work in a quiet, well mannered way. The Clements, which are ideal for doctors' offices because they do away with odors, spreading pleasanter ones if desired, such as a suggestion of pine woods or sea breeze, look like a particularly well designed radio cabinet and are stili an ornament when piled high with last year's magarines. They are even more desirable for home use, an almost human thingamajig somewhere inside remembering always to turn off the mechanism when the air has been made okay and to turn it on again when Dad has smoked up the place with that villainous old pipe. It is the American Air-filter that makes the Union Station such a pleasant place to stay until the train comes to take you away, and it would have been to this same equip ment that George White's Scandah would have owed its long summer run at the Civic Opera House if it hadn't been for Rudy Valle and the location. Yet no bedroom is too small to be as well cared for by an Air-filter unit, its temperature maintained at a given point and humidity made to behave at a moderate cost and more moderate upkeep. The Hess Air Conditioner goes to the bottom of things, attaching itself to the hearing plant, snuggling right Gets new business for stores . . . Insures efficiency in offices STORES, RESTAURANTS, and shops are better patron- ized if the comfort of cus tomers is assured. Through developments in Electrically Operated Refrigerating Appa- ratus, Summer comfort is now attainable at reasonable cost. Improved conditions in any store, restaurant or shop will attract customers and increase good will. In cool, clean, quiet and well-aired offices, minds are more active, errors are fewer and ali feel like working. Business is speeded up. Em- ploye health and morale are improved. The standard of efficiency is raised. This means a worth-while return on the small investment required for proper air conditioning. Phone Randolph 12.00, Locai 162, for full information about this new aid to better business. COMMONWEALTH EDISON ELECTRIC SHOPS Edison Building, 72 West Adams Street XJ4ICAGOAN 407 South Dearborn Street Chicago, Illinois GENTLEMEN: Kindly send my copy of THE CHICAGOAN to the address given below during the months of (Signature) - (J\ew address/ (Old address) - - August, 1932 4* They turn on COOL WEATHER In the E. Rohdc Beauty Shop, Edgewater Beach Hotel; H. Walzer and comp any, furriers, 215 N. Michigan avenue; DeMet's, Inc., 11 W. Madison street/ the Rosyath Market, 3232 Lincoln avenue,- Ehrlich's Restaurant, 2107 E. 71 st Street, who are among the firms which are profiting by making their customers com fortable through the use of Copeland Room Cooling sys- tems. Proposai outlining re quirements for cooling and air conditioning your store, office, residence, or factory furnished promptly and without obligation. Copeland Refrigeration Company of Chicago 540 N. La Salle St. Whitehall 5600 For Sale or Long Term Rental ONE OF CHICAGO'S MOST ATTRACTIVE TOWN HOUSES with ampie garden, located in restricted residential district just North of Lincoln Park — between Lake Shore Drive and Sheridan Road. Inquiries: McMenemy & Martin, Inc. FRANK F. OVERLOCK 410 N. Michigan Avenue Whitehall 6880 down beside it in the basement and sending a precisely correct kind of air to every room in the house and bring- ing it back again when it has done its stufi. The Purè-Aire is another cab inet model, humidifying the air in winter and dehumidifying it in sum mer and promoting plant growth at either season. An even bigger cabinet is occupied by the Zephyr Air, which adds to more or less widely shared accomplishments the power to prevent that old debbil brain fag and, by pro moting proper atmospheric moisture, to improve the complexion. I refer this latter point to Miss Vaughn. The Ilg-Kold Ice Kooler, a long, thin, rakish model in iceberg green, walnut or white enamel, shoulders three hundred pounds of ice and rolls softly about the house on rubber castors spreading comfort and con- tentment for ten hours before return- ing to the kitchen for replenishment. The ice man gets a break at the hands of the Northern Breeze, too, a model especially suited to playroom and nursery use, the construction and gen eral scheme being adapted from the equipment in use on crack trains. The Milwaukee Air Filter, exception- ally compact and adaptable, sets firm ly upon your windosill while a con- tinuous service motor draws the breath of life into the room through two kinds of filters (A is for hay fever victims, who get eight thousand pollen-free cubie feet per hour, while B is for jes' plain people, who get nine thousand) which last about three months without changing, and are not costly. 1 HERE are other kinds, of course, including the huge affairs that keep the cinemas in busi ness in the summer time, but those I have mentioned are typical and standard. It probably is stili possible to get caught by a slick salesman with a slippery article, as it always was with vacuum cleaners and stili is with safety razors, but Fm a depression shopper at heart and Fve mentioned the ones that look good to me. And Fve done more than that. Fve bor- rowed Packard's sage counsel and asked the man who owns one. He likes it. Mr. George DeMet, for instance, holds that his air conditioners are as important to his restaurant business as his tables and chairs. Inquiry at the Rohde Beauty Parlor brings the opin ion that a lot of lovely ladies would just let their hair go hang in this weather if it weren't for his Copeland. And an increase in business is re- ported — of ali places, at 93 on the Street — at the Walser-Fur company. Julia King's, where chocolates in August do not stick to the fingers, admits an upturn in sales, depression or no, while the Great Northern Barber shop attributes a thirty-five per cent, increase in male vanity to recent installation of conditioning equipment and the Bismarck Restau rant makes it an even hundred. We didn't get around to ali the homes, apartments, clubs and offices that have seen the light — or, if you prefer, the air — but it didn't seem necessary. Mr. Man seems to have done a pretty thorough job of it. He admits that Mrs. Nature stili has him licked on the outdoors job. It will be quite a while before he can expect to do much about that thermometer on the Post Office corner, but he can do something about keeping people away from it. He can make indoors so pleasant that nobody will want to go outdoors. '33 Chicago quickens to '33. Chicago eyes caress the lake- front. Chicago ears tingle to the mounting din of men on the move. The world is coming to the Fair. As a mighty spectacle has mushroomed to magnificent maturity upon wastelands wrested from thwarted waters, so has an irresistible Town un- leashed new, abundant vigor to duplicate its triumphs of '71 and '93. Fire nor water daunt Chicago. Nor depression nor despair. Chicago moves on, come fair weather come foul, impelled by nothing more understandable than Fate toward something as well dubbed Destiny. Chicago does not explain itself, perhaps does not know an ex- planation. Chicago simply goes on being Chicago. It is enough. The Chicagoan goes on with Chicago. Read C ti r r e n t Entertainment A concisely criticai survey of the civil' ized interests of the Town on pages 4 and 6 of this and every issue of THE CHICAGOAN c^y 46 The Chicagoan Chicago, Illinois July 29, 1932 Joan dear: Jim and I have finally de- cided on October 7th for our wedding day. I've always wanted a wedding with ring bearer, flower girl, brides- maids and ali — and we will start our lives together with real ceremony. I have been so busy shop ping. A new fur coat is an essential trousseau require- ment and mine is already ordered. Mr. Baron, in Diana Court, is making a gorgeous eastern mink for me. It is semi-fitted, has a fìat stole col lar, a real narrow shoulder line and a bishop sleeve. We shopped and shopped before I carne to a decision and now I'm satisfied that the quality, style, workmanship and price are right. Do you recali those pearl grey suede pumps of mine? Zoes (the shop in the Vene- tian Building that refinished your pink slippers) dyed those pumps a soft green to match my suede purse. I wore them with the lemon jersey to Arlington Saturday, and felt as well dressed as anybody. It's remarkable what Zoes can do to renew shoes — a new economy for me. And, I too am going to be slender— I'H not be a buxom bride. Edyth Diedrich of the Janus Reducing Method did so much for you in such a short time that I'm following her orders to the letter. Just wateh my curves; straighten. It's fine that the salon is so conveniently located. One can get to the Willoughby Build ing at Madison and Michigan from anywhere in the loop in such a few minutes. FU pian my wedding gown when I'm sleek and slim — is everyone as jittery as I am with the wed ding two months off? Will you spend some time with me in September, Joan? Pian to come before Labor Day and I'H not order my gown until then. Answer my letter quickly so that I can arrange accordingly. Lovingly, Jane Unique Russian Restaurant MAISONETTE RUSSE Luncheon $.75 Summer Dinner $1.00 Dine among the flowers on summer terrace and garden, with the cool lake breezes. Tamburitza Entertainers During Luncheon and Dinner Diversey and Sheridan Lakeview 10554 Wax-Worh THE production and sale of good phonograph records proceeds at a handsome pace, depression or no depression. Of this fact our corps of secret police assures us. The Vic tor and Columbia releases for the last two fortnights bear out our confiden- tial advices. And that sprightly little magazine Disques, devoted exclusively to the noisy platters and published by Royer Smith in Philadelphia, com- ments in its August issue on the per- sistence of the large recording com- panies who, in these times, find the making of money and the wax cele- bration of fine musics not incompati- ble. Disques, by the way, is well worth your time and small change if you happen to be a record fan. It is always on sale at Lyon and Ffealy — fifteen cents a copy to you. For its Record-of-the-Month Victor publishes a Gigli doubling, the Chan- son Indoue and Marta, the latter a florid ballad of the old school, a pleas ant and innocuous morsel. The Met ropolitan rebel is stili one of the world's great tenors and, on this oc- casion, in excellent voice. The Vienna Philharmonic contributes two forth- right interpretations of familiar Mozart, the overtures to II Seraglio and The Marriage of Figaro. Clem- ens Krauss' conducting is brisk and his contrasts dramatic. Like a breath from the past the defunct Flonzaley's are heard in arrangements (Alfred Pochon's) of Tur\ey in the Straw and the immortai Sally in Our Alley. Great old tunes, the former played with a vivacity that occasionally leads these great artists into imperfect intonation. In the Musical Masterpiece Series Victor publishes the Ravel A Minor Trio and Grofe's Grand Canyon Suite. The Ravel work, most ably executed, is a grand addition to your library if you are a lover of chamber music. The artists are new to Amer ican recording — M. Merckel, Mme. Marcelli-Herson, and Mlle. Zurfluh- Tenroc. Paul Whiteman records the Grofe suite, and does a mas- terly job on a piece of music that is scarcely worth the trouble. It has long been obvious that Grofe is the great American pioneer in jazz ar rangements. He changed the history of the jazz orchestra, taking it from cacaphonous obscurity to the famous Carnegie Hall concerts of Whiteman himself. But as an originai composer he is a washout. The Grand Canyon Suite speaks in a language of tedious realism, and its themes are utterly without distinction or point. The latest Columbia releases have, for the most part, variety and sparkle. The Columbia Light Opera Company records gems from Floradora for those who are awearyin' for the old days. Elizabeth Rethberg, for whom the si- lent groves of Ravinia mourn, sings the great Cavatina from Figaro and an aria from Strauss's Gyjpsy Baron. Ricardo Vines, an interpreter of mod em piano composers well-known in France, plays two of Albeniz' Chants d'Espagne. Arthur Honegger con- ducts a French symphony in his own Prelude pour La Tempete, introduc- tory music for a gala performance of one of Shakespeare's infrequently per- formed dramas. The Bard would scarcely understand this music. It is stormy, dissonant and athletic, no tem- pest in a teapot. Bruno Walter leads a symphony orchestra in another ver- sion of the Funeral March from Goetterdaemmerung. ¦ — r. p. S H A L 1 MAR POWDER bif GUEUA1N To the ele$ance of women . . . to the chartn of her cheek . . . Guerìain aives his powder. So penile . . . so suavc . . . it is a blended miracle! Straight from Guerìain ... 68 CHAMPS ELYSEES, PARIS . . . it comes . . . to do your skin a priceless favor. And it is scented with Shaìimar the ^or^eous . . . Shalimar the immortai! Guerìain, 68 Ave. des Champs Elysees, Paris • 578 Madison Ave., N. Y. C. aiwùkp counta Kenwood Clothing, Blankets, Robes, Rugs, and other Ali Wool Products are measured by their quality — never by their prices. KEXWQOP K E NW( MI «•l?MtU!IXIM!|[c?JI2r-VJ3211] fiff August, 1932 47 THE SPOON RISING TO THE OCCASION Spur-of-the-Moment Parties IS THE ENEMY OF THE HIGH-BALL No spoon is needed with self- stirring Billy Baxter — when you pour, it stirs — an exclusive fea ture, caused by the tremendous carbonation. Billy Baxter Club Soda, Ginger Ale, Sarsaparilla, Lime Soda, ali made fine regardless of cost for fine people. Your dealer will supply you; if not, write us. Send for booklets Helen D and Florence K — womanlike, they teli ali. THE RED RAVEN CORPORATION Cheswick, Pa. and 3Q Other JVon-AlcoHolic- COCKTAIL B E V E RAG E S MIX THIS DELIGHTFUL DRINK "DERBY SOUR" 2 parts Wahl's DERBY (Bourbon Flavor), 1 part strained lemon juice, % part Wahl's Fine GBENADINE. Add 1 teaspoon powdered sugar for oz. of Lemon Juice — shake with plenty of ice and serve cold. At the better stores or Phone Dearborn 2006, 145 North Clark Street. Chicago. (Begin on page 31) and a sail clamor for more than a few delicacies. They want hearty fare, and nothing han- dles the situation so satisfactorily as a steaming hot dish with a large bowl of salad. There's a marvelous new group of heat and serve dishes which will strike a gay new note and have every one trotting up for seconds and thirds. Stews they are, but what stews! Shades of old England and rambling inns and jolly good company attend the serving of a Crosse and Blackwell stew. This noted old house is now putting up the tastiest stews you ever ate in cans, ali ready to open, heat and serve. They have a genuine Irish Stew, a Lamb, a Beef, and a Kidney Stew, and true Curried Lamb and Curried Beef — ali of them with plenty of tender meat and fresh vege tables swimming in a masterly gravy. The curried dishes have rice as well as vegetables, so that no additional cooking is required. Another clever idea is to establish a reputation for doing an Italian din ner for the gang at any hour- — clever, that is, if you are fond of gangs trooping expectantly in upon you. There's zest to Spaghetti Mussolini prepared by College Inn which is sure to appeal to those who wail that they never, never tasted spaghetti like the kind they used to get down at Squar- cialupi's. It is cooked with tornato and meat sauce, a bit of marrow fat and just a hint of garlic. A crisp green salad with this, rubbed briskly with garlic and tossed in tangy French dressing, a bottle of your homemade wine if your celiar doesn't boast old Chianti, and there is a repast! Then did you know that Stop and Shop has frank' forts in jars so that you can have them on hand and produce hot dogs on cali? These are getting to be ex' ceedingly popular snacks for many occasions as well as for their tradi' tional beach supper roles. (That pun leaped upon your correspondent ab' solutely unawares.) If the party has been chilled by too long swimming or an unexpected thunderstorm pulì down your cans of Camphell's Phila- delphia Pepper Pot and they'll ali be glowing in fifteen minutes. Or, if the soup is to be followed by sand wiches and other snacks, and you don't want it to be too filling, heat a clear broth. Add an unusual touch by dicing Swiss cheese finely to drop into each cup. The cheese melts a trifle and imparts a grand flavor to soup. If you have been forewarned there's no more welcoming hot dish than a casserole of Spanish Rice, which may be prepared beforehand and heated when the crowd returns. Vegetables for the salad may be prepared and kept crisp in the hydrator so that the cook may go off for her Sunday after' noon but leave the makings for a delightful and effortless supper. For the Spanish rice, brown two cups of rice in a little fat and then cook it. Fry a slice of ham and chop finely. Then chop one onion and one green pepper and fry them gently in the ham grease. Mix ali these with the rice and one cup of strained to- matoes and bake in a casserole for about half an hour. Suppose it's a very late supper and a rather light but satisfying dish is in order. People thump their chests in awe before a really perfect crepe suzette, and yet it doesn't take a famous chef to produce one. The trick is in getting the batter thin enough and regulating the fiame so that the tissue-like pancake is quickly and evenly done. Anyone with the least flair for cookery can master it after trying out two or three suzettes. To mix the batter beat three egg yolks with a half cup milk. Add enough flour to make a thin batter, and then add two table- spoons of sugar, a pinch of salt and about another cup of milk. It will seem awfully (Continued on page 50) No extra charge for tuburban deliverlei. Orderi before 10 a. m. are dslivered the some day. OTTO SCHMIDT PRODUCTS CO 1229 WABASH AVE. CALUMET 4233 CHICAGO *» .-MS*"* FOR HOT SUMMER WEATHER MOUQUIN'S Tree-Ripened Fruit Juices Sweetened with cane sugar or unsweetened as desired. Orange— Lemon gffS^yTS Lime— Pineapple stm fè £2™** SPARKLING — COOLING — DELICIOUS Excellent for punches or what have you?» Packed in dainty glass jars. For free Recipe Book. address Mouquin, Ine 219 East Illinois Street. Chicago. Superior 2615. AT GOOD DEALERS EVERYWHERE ......Adda that certain some thing to ginger ale . . . or . . . iced tea! pnee Send 2$c "* stamps f0r offer- full-size 50c botile Address: Dept. C-8 P. O. Box 44 Baltimore, Md. BITTER& GLACÉ MARSHMALLOW MINTS, AND MINT ROLLS IN THE SMALLER COMPOTES. COUTHOUI FOR TICKETS 48 The Chicagoakt *». P arkshoire MOTEL 55 th Street- at the Lake Phone Plaza 3100 LUXURY with ECONOMY IIVE, and in the Hving, enjoy every J moment to the utmost. That is your perfect privilege when your home is either the Flamingo or the Parkshore, two of Chicago's out- standing, most coveniently located apartment hotels. • Flamingo and Parkshore suites are modem, spa- cious, beautifully appointed and superbly serviced. Their rental rates are remarkably moderate. At the Parkshore thè guest may have a choice of a completely appointed suite, or may provide the furnishings at a considerable saving in rental. • A very limited number of unusually desirable apartments, overlooking Lake Michigan, the new outer drives and Jackson Park are now available. "Where Smart People Meet" Direction of Hotel Management Counsel) ine. f V s motel ^ 55-f-h Sfreet- ai- -Hne Lake Phono Plaza 3800 W hether your visit to the Motor City is for Business or Pleasure or Both. •You II find efreater comfort, conven- ience and economy at HOTEL DETROIT -LELAND 800 ROOMS With Private Bath EVERY ONE AN OUTSIDE ROOM SINGLE $2.50AND UP DOUBLÉ $3.5°AND UP Main Dining Room & Coffee Shop with electrically cooled & purified air the year 'round HOW BAKER OPERATED affording that cordial hospitality for which Baker Hotels are famous. DETROIT 15 East 69th St., New York Choosing the Westbury as a New York address is more than a gesture of social desirability. Located on ultra fashionable Madison Avenue, just one block from Central Park, it is conveniently accessible to smart shops, theatres, cultural centers, the business and financial district. Rates are reasonable and flexible in order to meet ali requirements. Table d'hote meals permit the establish- ing of a regular budget while the mod- erately priced a la carte menu is an added attraction. The Westbury means distinctive atmos phere. Wire collect for reservations RUDOLPH BISCHOFF, Managing Director August, 1932 49 MINUTE You can quickly satisfy your thirst with White Rock. Unique in taste— dry, piquant and distinctive, it's a welcome change from the usuai beverages. Super- sparkling, too— with dancing bubbles that keep the drink ever lively and refreshing. Ask for White Rock at the near- est soda fountain— with lemon juice if you like. Keep it on ice at home— always ready to conquer thirst or fatigue. Ihe leading minerai water WARM BUT FAIRER (Begin on page 39) from the most obtuse husband. There are special treatments of course for especially bad conditions of the hair and a series of these will correct anything this side of baldness. Much actual baldness has been conquered too, as witness the hundreds of men who have been flocking to Fox Institutes for years in successful pursuit of their lost youth- fui locks. For hair that is beginning to gray the Frances Fox Pygmentone Tonte does mar' vels. It is not a dye and won't change com pletely silvery hair but it will nourish hair that is drying away and beginning to turn prema- turely gray. An interesting feature of the Fox treatments is that the attendant ex- plains every step of the process as she goes and analyses the needs of your hair for you, so that it is easy to take good daily care of your hair at home and even shampoo and treat it your- self. To facilitate the home treatment there is a complete Home Shampoo Set which con- tains ali the essentials from sponge to herbs and which should travei with you wherever you go if you want to be hair proud ali the time. The roster of Fox clients includes notables famous for their beauty and beautiful groom- ing — from the Vanderbilt girls to the Gish sisters, from Rudolph Valentino to the Duchess of Sutherland and Madame Lelong, the former Princess Paley and a reigning beauty of Paris now — and many others whose lovely coiffures are based on lovely, healthy hair. RISING TO THE OCCASION (Begin on page 48) thin but it must be to pour readily over the whole skillet in a second. Use a pancake turner to remove them spread one side with jam or jelly, roll and dust with powdered sugar. As a final fillip, if you have concocted an apricot or rum cordial from those interesting Pee\o flavors you will pour a bit of this over the crepe susettes, light it and bear the blue flaming platter in to glory. (You can flavor the dish of course with Pee\o in its non-alcoholic originai but to have your name ring up and down the shore do it with alcohol It gives a lovely light.) FORGOTTEN MAN (Begin on page 19) CHAPTER EIGHT JOURNEY'S END XJAND in hand, Miss America and the Forgotten Man were back in Chicago. The moon was stili coming up over the fountain. "That's the answer," said Miss America, reminiscently. "He kept his eyes open, and his mouth shut. Except when he snee^ed, with hay fever." "I wish I had that kind of hay fever," said the Forgotten Man. "Well, darling, you stili have me," said Miss America. 50 The Chicagoan Her Highness The Debutante IV ho Is She? Caroline S. Krum will tell you in a crisp, authoritative arti- CLE AND IN JUST SO MANY WORDS PFhat Is She ? Virginia Skinkle will analyze her, smartly, humorously and very authentically in a bit of jazz prose Is She Pretty ? Paul Stone-Raymor, Ltd., will photograph a good many of her and you and each of you may judge What !V ili She Wear? The Chicagoenne will go into this vitally important matter at length and in unblushing detail What Will She Do ? The Hostess will account faithfully for that large portion of her time which is given over to being entertained fFhom Will She Marry ? The Staff regrets that it must refer this question, for the mo ment at any rate, to the charming young lady herself in <n« CI4ICAGOAN for September WHAT greater value is There ? • What greater value is there than a Packard genuine in name and design selling at forty or fifty cents on the dol- lar? Packard Used Cars are always real bargains. They offer far more in com fort, beauty and distinction than many new cars selling at the same price. • Somebody else has already paid the factory's profit, the freight and handling charge, the dealer's profit, the sales- man's commission and the first year's depreciation that necessarily Comes in the life of any new car. • Many a Packard owner is wealthy enough even in these times to indulge his fancy for a new car every year or two. Some have a preference for a different body type. Others find that they need a larger or more luxurious Packard. Their cars are traded in to us with years of distinctive enjoyment left in them. • They are offered for sale at prices that make them real bargains even in comparison with the values offered by new cars today. In fact, we believe that a used Packard gives you more value per dollar than you can get in any other way — than you can get in any new car — even a new Packard. • And the Packard Payment Pian makes it easy for you to pay for a used Packard. Any 1929, 1930 or 1931 model can be purchased with an initial payment of only 40% against which the value of your present car will be applied. The balance can be spread over 12 or 18 monthly payments to suit your convenience. • Why not inspect our display of used cars today? We will give anyone who purchases a used Packard valued at $500 or more from us before August 15th ali the lubrication required on his car for 10,000 miles, upon presentation of this copy. This is an experiment in used car advertising and we are anx- ious to determine its value. #2000 (above) 1931 model 5-pass. Custom Eight Club Sedati, formerly owned by a North Shore resident who traded it in on a Twin Six; has only been driv- en 16,152 miles; painted two shades of green; guaranteed; $8 58 down and 18 monthly payments of $84 each. #1500 (above) 1930 model Custom Eight Phaeton which ought to be tried out on Skokie Road to be appreciated; the motor has been overhauled and new syn- chro-mesh transmission installed; driven 29,504 miles; guaranteed; $650 down and 18 monthly pay ments of $64 each. #1400 (above) 1931 model 5-pass. Standard Eight Convertible Sedan driven only 9,883 miles; traded in by lady who wanted a larger and more luxurious Individuai Custom built Convertible Sedan; guaranteed; $591 down and 18 monthly payments of $61 each. #1050 (above) 1930 model 5-pass. Standard Eight Sedan, which has been thoroughly reconditioned and is guaranteed; 6 new tires; Lorraine spotlight; heater; low mileage; $436 down and 18 monthly payments of $44 each. used packards OTHER MAKES TOO Even if you want some other make of used car, our store is often the best place to secure it. More than half our business comes from trading in other makes of cars. A FEW EXAMPLES 1929 model Standard Eight Phaeton; fenderwell equip ment; good tires and paint; a bargain at $750. 1929 model 7-passengerStand- ard Eight Sedan; good tires; rebuilt motor; a large roomy car for $750. 1928 model 5-passenger Pack ard Six Club Sedan; thoroughly overhauled; an economica! car to own and operate; $600. 1928 model 5-passenger Pack ard _ Six Sedan; fenderwell equipment; good tires; good mechanical condition; $500. 1929 model Custom Eight Limousine equipped with 6 practically new tires and in excellent condition; $950. 1929 model Standard Eight Convertible Coupé; good me chanical condition and paint; 5 good tires; $800. 1929 model 5-passenger Stand ard Eight Sedan; fenderwell equipment; good tires; car is in good shape; $800. 1930 model Custom Eight Con vertible Coupé; thoroughly re built and guaranteed; white sidewall tires; $1350. 1930 model Studebaker Sedan; 5 good tires; good paint and mechanically in good shape; a bargain at $350. 1930 model Buick Coupé; equipped with 6 good tires and in excellent shape; $5 50. 1930 model Hupmobile Sport Sedan; white sidewall tires; nice car for the money; $5 75. 1930 model Cord Convertible Sedan; fenderwell equipment; white sidewall tires; wire wheels; reduced to $775. 1930 model Buick Master Six Sedan; fenderwell equipment; good tires; good car for the money; $550. 1929 LaSalle Convertible Coupé; good tires and painG motor rebuilt; $700. 1929 model Chrysler Sedan; good tires and paint; mechani cally in fair shape; oniy $30". 1928 model Lincoln 5-passen- ger Sedan; fenderwell equip ment; good mechanical eoa- dition; $650. A Safe Place to Buy a Used Car PACKARD MOTOR CAR CO. OF CHICAGO Main Used Car Display — 2357 S. Michigan Ave. • South Shore Branch — 7320 Stony Island Ave. Evanston Branch — 1735 E. Railroad Ave.