Ik CUICAGOAN November* 1932 Price 35 Cents No special style sense is required, when selecting a coat from our collection, as * MARTHA we snow only the outstanding numbers WEATHERED — the style pacemakers, if you please. SHOPS GOOD foodstuffs from all over the world appointments for tables that are identical -with good taste , -¦ . . "'¦¦¦¦.¦... ¦ -... . ¦;¦:; . ;¦ . :;.-.¦: " ¦¦.¦ ¦¦ ¦ '¦,. v.;:,^ H- ' THANKSGIVING is just around the corner! Get ready for it at Field s Our Colonial Food Shop is famous for its delicacies and famous for the names that grace its shelves. FORTNUM and MASON is one of the renowned importers featured in this shop. Illustrated are cocktail onions, pickles, sardines, anchovies, preserves, etc., from the Colonial Food Shop, Seventh Floor. We sketched "Cipriani" — an early Wedgwood pattern. Printed in black on a pearl gray ground. Dinner plates, dozen, $15. Others priced proportionately. In crystal, we chose "Raphael" — imported Goblets, dozen, $45. Other stemware in pro portion. Beverage set: spun aluminum and wood, $11. Second Floor. MARSHALL FIELD & COMPANY November, 1932 3 WterJIorton CLOTH €S Cablespun Suits for men who are hard on their clothes $55 Cablespun is a hand some, hardy, Scotch woolen that wears and wears. You will like a suit of this fabric be cause of the many months of extra serv ice it gives you. If you want some thing new and differ ent, ask to see Mosaic, the smartest of Fall patterns. Other Walter Morton Suits $43 to #75 OUTFITTERS TO GENTLEMEN 100 SOUTH MICHIGAN AVENUE C O N T E N T S for NOVEMBER 1 THE WORLD ATTENDS, by Burnham C. Curtis 6 A GUIDE TO CURRENT ENTERTAINMENT 13 EDITORIAL COMMENT AND OPINION 15 CHICAGO ANA, conducted by Donald C Plant 18 SOCIETY IN PICTURES, by Paul Stone 19 THE PASSING OF THE "POST," by Loren Carroll 21 WHEN CHICAGO WAS YOUNG, by Paul Stone 22 HALLOWEEN MARTIN, by Raphael G. Wolff 23 IT'S A GREAT RACKET, by Marion Beardsley 24 KING LUNT THE LUSTY, by William C. Boyden 25 A LADY OF THE STAGE 26 RUDOLPH GANZ AND ARTHUR BISSELL 27 DEARTH IN THE AFTERNOON, by Robert Pollak 29 THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW, by Ansel Carlson 30 THE FUTURE OF THE PAST, by Ruth G. Bergman 31 JUNE 1, 1933, by Milton S. Mayer and A. George Miller 39 THANKSGIVING, by Richard Atwater 40 LADY OF THE EVENING, by The Chicagoenne 42 ANTIQUE CHARM— MODERN QUALITY 44 URBAN PHENOMENA, by Virginia Skinkle 46 PICTURE PATTERNS, by William R. Weaver 48 TWO WAYS TO READ A BOOK, by Susan Wilbur 50 SHIFT CLOTHES, SHIFT FACES, by Marcia Vaughn 52 AUTUMN APPAREL, by Frank Hesh 54 AMONG THE MOTORS, by Clay Burgess 56 HOME SUITE HOME, by Ruth G. Bergman 65 TABLE TOPICS, by The Hostess THE CHICAGOAN— William R. Weaver, Editor; E. S. Clifford, General Manager— is published monthly by The Chicagoan Publishing Company, Martin Quicley, President, 407 South Dearborn street, Chicago, 111. Harrison 003 5. A. E. Holt, 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 3 5c. Vol. XIII, No. 4, November, 1932. Copyright, 1932. EntereJ as second class matter August 19, 1931, at the Post Office at Chicago, Illinois, under the act of March 3, 1879. /Apropos ol the holiday season may we surfrfest that you consider having your portraits made this vcai- toy PAUL STONE- RAYMOR, ltd. at prices considerably lower than is Generally assumed lor our standards. lelepnone Ouperior '1385-6-7-8 130 North Michigan A venue tnlire l'otirth Fit DISTINGUISH YOUR HOME-LIFE by living in the exclusive environment or Chicago's Smartest Town House 1/2-2-3-4 Rooms Unfurnished Fine Apartments On the Gold Coast Fronting the Lake and Lincoln Park 1400 LakeShoreDr. Whitehall 4180 'On the sunny corner of Schiller St. Have You Ever Thought of Living at f The Churchill ? Itfffffloceg-fi Opposite J ribune lc If you haven't you should. Consider our location in the heart of Chicago's exclusive near north side — see our spa cious and tastefully decorated apartments — enjoy the consid erate service of our employees. A wonderful cafe in the hotel serving delicious meals at very reasonable rates and a beauty shop in the lobby are just some of the many extra conveniences for our guests. . . . Stop in today. The CHURCHILL 1255 N. STATE STREET Jessie D. Langel, Mgr. Whitehall 5000 4 The Chicagoan STAGE (Curtains, 8:30 and 2:30 p. m., Matinees Wednesdays and Saturdays unless otherwise indicated.) zJxCusical OF THEE I SING — Grand Opera House, 119 N. Clark. Central 8340. Oscar Shaw, Donald Meek and Harriet Lake in the grand musical comedy satire that, merrily and intelligently, pokes fun at Washington, D. C.'s fat stomach. Kaufman, Ryskind and the Ger- shwin boys did it. Please don't miss it. 'Drama CAPT. BILLY BRYANT'S SHOW BOAT— Cort, 132 N. Dearborn. Central. 0019. The river version of Hamlet leads off the Show Boat run. To be followed by several other old favorites. Lots of fun. Capt. Billy himself is the Great Dane. DIXIAHA SHOW BOAT— Some where along the River. At press- time we didn't know just where the Dixiana would tie-up, or whether or not Mayor Cermak would per mit it to. No Mother to Guide Her was scheduled to be the first offering. WHEN CHICAGO WAS YOUNG — Goodman Memorial, Grant Park at Monroe. Central 7080. The Town from the Fifties to the Nine ties. By Alice Gerstenberg and Herma Clark. CINEMA GOONA GOONA— A native cast enacts a Bali folk tragedy for Andre Roosevelt's faithful lens. (See it.) RED DUST— Clark Gable and Jean Harlow come to grips on a rubber plantation. (Why not?) HOT SATURDAY— Nancy Carroll has a rather bad time of being a good gal going, going, gone wrong. (Never mind.) PAYMENT DEFERRED — Charles Laughton re-etches his sterling stage characterization. (Don't miss it.) SMILIH' THROUGH— Norma Shearer, Leslie Howard and Fred- ric March put new life in an old favorite. (Certainly.) WILD GIRL — Joan Bennett and an excellent cast revive the glory that was Salomy Jane's Kiss. (If you liked Bret Harte.) THE BIG BROADCAST — Bing Crosby, Stuart Erwin and a vast cast of radio stars afford substantial eye and ear comfort. (Attend.) SIX HOURS TO LIVE— Warner Baxter in a bit of mysticism, in fact a bit too much. (Save an evening.) COHGO — Jungle jitters. (No.) PACK UP TOUR TROUBLES— Laurel and Hardy in average con dition. (Possibly.) MADISOH SQUARE GARDEH — A very different kind of sports pic ture, and very good, too. (Go.) RAIN. — Joan Crawford and Walter Huston in a careful enactment of a possibly too familiar script. (If you care.) THE PHANTOM PRESIDEHT— George M. Cohan and Jimmy Dur ante make merry at the expense of the body politic. (Hear them.) NIGHT AFTER NIGHT— Another night club affair, notable as the screen premiere of Mae West. (Not otherwise.) TIGER SHARK — Edward Robinson and Ralph Graves do a whale of a job with a fish story that isn't worth it. (Don't.) THE CABIN IN THE COTTOH— Richard Barthelmess in a colorful, picturesque but not especially charming narrative of the South land. (Better catch it.) EXHIBITIONS ART INSTITUTE — Michigan at Adams. Forty-fifth annual exhibi tion of American paintings, sculp ture. Etchings of London by Joseph Pennell. ACKERMAN'S— 536 S. Michigan. Bi-centennial pageant of George Washington. Twenty etchings on the life of Washington by twenty American artists. ANDERSON'S— 536 S. Michigan. Exhibition of nineteenth and early twentieth century American paint ings, including portraits by Sargent, Duveneck, Whistler and Innes. A. STARR BEST, INC.— 11-15 N. 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 all kinds. HILDEBRAHD STUDIO— 221 N. Michigan. American art moderne, contemporary execution in modern style of interior decoration, will be the novel note on which Elvira and Henry Hildebrand will open their show rooms specializing in the ever widening vogue and demand of present day decor. Every piece of moderne furniture constructed in their own workshop and designed to meet the individuality and en- vironment of the client. In addi tion, a complete exhibition of pe riod reproductions. Also authentic antiques. CHESTER JOHNSON — 410 S. Michigan. Modern French paint ings intermingled with old masters. M. KHOEDLER & CO. — 622 S. Michigan. Exhibition of water colors by Emanuele Romano; litho graphs by William Schwartz. M. O'BRIEN & SON — 673 N. Michigan. An "All-Jury" Dog Show with barks and fights omitted. Dog etchings by Marguerite Kirmse, Diana Thorne and Morgan Stinemetz; collection of plaster and porcelain figures by Kathleen Wheeler. Through November 21. INCREASE ROBINSON — Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Exhibi tion of mural and easel paintings on Chicago by Chicago artists. ALBERT ROULLIER — 410 S. Mich igan. Exhibition o f etchings by Moreau, Bejot, Leheutre and Frelaut. TATMAN, INC.— 625 N. Michigan. English china; modern and antique crystal service; lamps and furniture. GARRITT VANDERHOOGT — 410 S. Michigan. Prints by contempo rary artists. YAMANAKA & CO. — 846 N. Michigan. Chinese and Japanese art objects; oriental painting of all kinds. TABLES Luncheon — Dinner — Later L'AIGLON — 22 E. Ontario. Dela ware 1909. A grand place to visit. Handsomely furnished, able cater ing, private dining rooms and, now, lower prices. MRS. SHINTANI'S— 372 5 Lake Park. Oakland 2775. Here you can be served a complete Japanese meal, including suki-yaki, and it's all prepared on the table while you're enjoying the soup. Better call first. HENRICI'S — 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. The Town's old est restaurant. It's really an insti tution. And you've never had such coffee and pastries. VASSAR HOUSE— Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Here you may have luncheon, tea, dinner and even breakfast in a most modern setting. There's the lovely Diana Court, too. BRADSHAW'S — 127 E. Oak. Dela ware 2386. A pleasant spot for luncheon, tea or dinner. Quiet and restful, and the catering is notable. PITTSFIELD TAVERN— 55 E. Jackson. State 4925. A delight ful place for luncheon and tea while shopping, and for dinner afterward. ST. HUBERT'S OLD ENGLISH GRILL — 316 Federal. Webster 0770. Rebuilt, redecorated and re opened and retaining the same quaint old English atmosphere. FRASCATI'S — 619 N. Wabash. Delaware 0714. Italian and Amer ican dishes and unusual service and courtesy. WON KOW — 223 5 Wentworth. Calumet 1189. Not the usual chop suey place, but a real Chinese din ing room situated in Chinatown, serving real Chinese dishes pre pared in the native way. MT. ARARAD — 226 E. Huron. Delaware 1000. Armenian cuisine; something different that ought to be tried. Host M. Jacques (who has exhibited at the Art Institute) has done the interior himself. JOSEPH H. BIGGS— 50 E. Huron. Superior 0900. Private dining room and ballroom for social func tions by appointment. Fifty years of uninterrupted reputation for choice food and service. BAKERY SELECTIONS The Henrici's Bakery offers throughout the day until midnight and on Sunday a large variety of oven fresh selections. Butter Ring 3 5c Cinnamon Square 3 5c French Doughnuts, doz 50c Pecan Caramel Rolls, doz 60c Mixed Cookies, pound 60c Deep Dish Pumpkin or Mince Pie 75c 64 years young WlTH the experience of 64 years to guide us, we find it practical to present a substantially lower schedule of prices . . . and yet maintain the established quality of our food . . . and the excellent character of our service. . . . You will enjoy the wide variety of delicious and moderately priced foods available to you ... at any time ... at Henrici's. Stop in after Shopping ... or before or after your next visit to the theatre. Chicago's most famous Restaurant HENRICI'S ON RANDOLPH STREET between CLARK and DEARBORN DEARBORN 1800 Open 7 A. M. Daily, Sunday 8 A. M. Closes Midnight 6 The ChicagoaU Smart Kenwood Woolens Fluffy — Long Nap Blankets Kenwood blankets at ten dollars represent one of today's outstanding economies. The very same blanket for which discriminating women gladly paid much more — the same fleecy long fibre wool, the same pre-shrinkage, the same supreme warmth and comfort — in new and charming colors — for the full size £10.00. All wool Kenwoods for baby's crib are now priced as low as #2.40. "Warm & Gay from Top to Toe" Saucy litde hat, smart coat, leggings and mittens to match — all in the famous Kenwood blanket fabric. Lovely pastel colors — yet these out fits may be washed without danger of fading or shrinking. Three piece sets in many plain and trimmed models, #12.75 to #18.50. KENWOOD MILLS INC. 550 No. Michigan Avenue Chicago ANOTHER ESCUTCHEON BY SAND0R— FOR PRESIDENT ROBERT MAYNARD HUTCHINS OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO. CASA DE ALEX — 58 E. Delaware. Superior 9697. Spanish atmosphere, service and catering and a most unique place. KAU'S— 127 S. Wells. Dearborn 4028. Sound, hearty German dishes that appeal to those who would be well-fed. CHARM HOUSE— 800 Tower Court. A new establishment bringing to Chicago the same food that has been enjoyed and so well served in Charm House in Cleveland for four years. HYDE PARK CLUB— 53 rd at Lake Park. On the roof of the bank building. Excellent luncheon and dinners. Also, perfectly suited for dances, private parties and so on. LE PETIT GOURMET— 615 N. Michigan. Superior 1184. Some thing of a show place always well attended by the better people. JIM IRELAND'S OYSTER HOUSE —632 N. Clark. Delaware 2020. A fine selection of sea foods always wonderfully prepared. JULIEH'S — 1008 Rush. Delaware 0040. Bounteous table and Mama Julien's broad smile. Better tele phone first. 40 E. OAK — 21st floor. Whitehall 6040. Roof dining, but very rea sonable in price, and there are magnificent views. A BIT OF SWEDEN— 1011 Rush. Delaware 1492. European cooking and atmosphere. Famous for its smorgasbord. MAILLARD'S — 308 S. Michigan. Harrison 1060. One of the Town's institutions and an admirable luncheon, tea or dinner choice. They'll check your dog, too. LA LOUISIAHE — 120 E. Pearson. Delaware 0860. Gaston of the Al- ciatores, famous restaurateurs, has reopened his dining room and is again offering the superb dishes for which he is so well known. MME. GALLI'S — 18 E. Illinois. Delaware 2681. Here one finds stage and opera celebrities and ex cellent Italian cuisine. HUYLER'S— 20 S. Michigan, 310 N.Michigan, Palmolive Bldg. You're always near one or another no matter where you happen to be. EITEL'S — Northwestern Station. Few good restaurants in the neighbor hood, but there's Eitel's anyway. SCHLOGLE'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. THE SPAHISH TEA ROOM— 126 S. Washington St., Naperville. On State route No. 18 (Ogden Ave.). Noted for its famous home cook ing. On Saturday nights Al Varnee and his boys play to a big crowd. GOLDSTEIN'S— 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. PICCADILLY — 410 S. Michigan. Harrison 1975. Apt to be more in feminine (Continued on page 63 ) ABOUT- TOWN" "/\BOUT=TOWN" is the type of frock that no smart wardrobe can be without this winter! It is the sort of thins you will //vein. ..it is so simple and so becoming . . . you will wear it from morning straight through tea=time. iVtade of the new rough two=tone chenille with a roll collar of angora knit. It can be had in combi= nations of vivid shades as well as the more neutral tones. • • • featured in the Sports Salon $£5 many other styles at $19.75 to $29.75 Stan lev Korshak Blackstone Shop • • • 669 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE November, 1932 /I S IT- • • l-he / PITTSFIELD BUILDING C H I C A G O'S LEADING SHOP & PROFESSIONAL BUILDING Shops of the most exclusive type where real quality and value are assured Wabash and Washington Streets Opposite Marshall Field's PITTSFIELD BUILDING 8 The Chicagoan shop s in the Pittsfield B uildin g $7.50 c y Style, individuality and lower prices have made Johnson and Harwood the choice of the well dressed women — coat sketched is of Forstmann woolens with selected quality of Persian lamb. Priced $135. Johnson ^Hanuood Pittsfield Bldg., 1st and 3rd Floor 37 North Wabash Ave. at Washington As you have observed — This issue of THE CHICA GOAN expounds, in text and photograph, the Cen tury of Progress. Haven't you friends in the hinter lands who would enjoy a copy? THE CHICAGOAN is always on sale at BRENTANO'S PITTSFIELD BUILDING Achieving the Individual Effect— That's why discriminating women prefer CONDOS whether for fingerwave, haircut, permanent wave or any other type of beauty ^ I ® wm E8? -Mi I A B 1 LOVELY 1 DINNER 1 DRESS 1 " of crinkly black ¦1 crepe with perky HI puffed sleeves and HI bodice of white 111 organdy. TWO CONVENIENT LOCATIONS 55 E. WASHINGTON 1 21 5 E. 63rd STREET Franklin 9801 Fairfax 8822 FRENCH PERSONNEL SERVICE Consult us for high type secretaries, office assistants, salesladies, hotel and household help. A secretarial course is given in our offices. MISS RUTH FRENCH Room 1431, Pittsfield Bldg. Telephone State 3371 $15.00 Every frock is fitted with special care to suit one's individual taste and personality. ISABELLE ROGERS SUITE 4 3 0 PITTSFIELD BLDG. a delightful rendezvous for _ LUNCHEON • TEA DINNER Delicious Food - Prompt Service The PITTSFIELD TAVERN ENTRANCE OFF MAIN LOBBY Always Particular With Your Flower Orders LOOP FLOWER SHOP Cor. Washington and Wabash Randolph 2788 Recent Reductions Enable Us to Offer All Our Exquisite DIAMOND JEWELRY and PEARL NECKLACES At Unbelievably Low Prices • We Urge Comparison of Price and Quality JUERGENS & ANDERSEN CO. ^^ 8TH FLOOR 55 E. WASHINGTON STREET November, 1932 9 * SmflRT IDRRT *r by APPOinTmerrr to hgr mflj€STV the CHicflcofin ADVERTISING FRENCH PASTRY WRITERS AND EDITORS We edit, revise, copy, criticize, help market manuscripts, write books to order, talks, ar ticles, sales letters, booklets, and advertis ing copy. Send for free booklet. "Knots Untied." THE LITERARY WORKSHOP Established 191* Railway Exchange Bldg. Phone Harrison 3152 MRS. M. L. CASSE FRENCH PASTRY Brioche Croissant 946 }& Rush Street FURRIERS ANTIQUES AMERICAN ANTIQUES DICKE AND DICKE 620 So. Michigan Ave. Near Blackstone Hotel, Chicago American prints a specialty, pressed glass, furniture — primitives, autographs, etc. Headquarters — Chicagoana, Lincolniana and American Historical Material. ART GALLERIES M. O'BRIEN & SON Established 1855 673 North Michigan Novel all-jury dog show minus barks and figlits: dog etchings. Kathleen Wheeler plaster and porcelain figures of horses, dogs, etc. Correct framing and restoring of pictures. Superior 227Q BEAUTY CULTURE BEAUTY CULTURE Your waist line, double chin, or any part of your body can be reduced through our modern method of Swedish Massaging. Mineral bath for rheumatism and neuritis ailments. Price moderate. ANN'S LADIES BATH SALON Miss Ann Sutter HO E. Oak St. Telephone Del. 8876 BOOKS Strange and Exotic Books WILLIAM TARG, Bookseller 808 % N. Clark St. CATERERS JOSEPH H. BIGGS 50 E. Huron Fine catering in all its branches. Estimates furnished for luncheons, dinners, weddings, musicals, afternoon teas, and all social functions. Superior O9O0 0901 CATERING BY GAPER Provides the utmost in excellence of cui sine, distinguished appointments and flaw less service. JOHN B. GAPER CATERING CO. 161 E. Chicago Ave. Superior 8736 CHINA THE MODERN CHINA SHOP 69 E. Madison St. Complete line of imported chinaware, rock crystal glassware, lamps, gifts and artwares. Randolph 4041 CORSETS THE CORSET HOSPITAL Rejuvenates old foundation garments — spe cializes in redesigning, cleaning and repair ing of any corsets. MRS. L. M. MAC PHERSON 15 E. Washington Street 609 Venetian Building Dearborn 6765 FINE FURS BY DU CINE Original and distinctive models in coats, wraps and capes. Old garments restyled. Personal service by DU CINE Importer and Manufacturer Diana Court 540 No. Michigan Ave. Superior 9073 BEFORE YOU BUY ! ! Be sure to see our exceptionally fine stock of the best grade skins. Never in our history have we been able to offer such merchandise at these prices. Also a lim ited stock of ready-made coats. MURRAY-BLACK & CO. 115 S. Dearborn St. Central 1511 H. WALZER & CO. Fine Furs Since 1396 Cloth coat styling in furs — lines and fit that are different — our collection is new and exclusive. Priced at our usual low level. 215 N. Michigan Ave. GIFT SHOPS THE TREASURE TROVE Gifts of modern smartness. Many beau tiful and unusual pieces — Pottery — Brass — Glassware. Hand-made articles. Chil dren's novel playthings. Jig-saw puzzles for rent. Italian Leather goods. THE TREASURE TROVE 120 E. Oak St. Superior 9625 HEMSTITCHING INSTRUCTION— CONTINUED H. C. HOWARD SCHOOL of the Theatre offers a practical method of private or group instruction in dra matic art, radio, light opera. H. C. HOWARD Operatic and Dramatic Art Mrs. De Wolf Hopper Victor Charles Jones Vocal Dept. Dancing Instructor 110 East Oak St. Superior 1704 DRESS DESIGN AND STYLING Professional training or programs for Per sonal Use. French method freehand Cut ting — Draping, advanced Sewing projects, Sketching, Color, Ideas, Study of Style Trends, Merchandising. Vogue School of Fashion Art 116 S. Michigan Blvd. INTERIOR DECORATION Professional training for Business or Per sonal Use — Individual Advancement — Ar rangement, Color, Period and Contem porary Styles, Fabrics, Estimating and Rendering, Styling and Merchandising. Under personal supervision of RUTH WADE RAY Director of Vogue School 116 S. Michigan Blvd. JEWELERS AND SILVERSMITHS Makers of hand wrought jewelry, bracelets, pendants, rings, key chains, monogram jewelry, also objets d'art. Ten per cent reduction to Chicagoan readers. THE ART SILVER SHOP 61 B. Monroe St. THE ART METAL STUDIOS, INC. Suite 1900 17 N. State St. MINERAL WATERS BLOOD PRESSURE Doctors recommend MOUNTAIN VALLEY WATER 739 W. Jackson Blvd. Call Monroe 5460 MODERN DECORATION RENTAL LIBRARIES Always at your service for buttons, hem stitching, rhinestone settings, embroidery, monogramming. The Walton Hemstitching Shop 64 E. Walton Place Superior lOJl INSTRUCTION The Chicago School of Sculpture VIOLA NORMAN, Director Small classes. Individual criticism. Life modeling. Abstract design ; life drawing and architectural modeling. Saturday morn ing class for young people. Call Harrison 3216— Catalogue on request 56 E. Congress St. The Hazel Sharp School of Dancing 25 E. Jackson Blvd. Kimball Bldg. DANCING Wabash 0305 MODERN DECORATIVE ARTS SECESSION, LTD. 116 E. Oak St. Telephone Whitehall 5733 Harold O. Warner Robert Switzer, Jr MODISTE MME. ALLA RIPLEY Incorporated Exclusively Designed and Custom-Made Gowns — Wraps — Coats — Millinery Imported Fabrics 622 Michigan Ave., So. Arcade Building Telephone Harrison 2675 OPTICIAN BOLL & LEWIS OPTICAL CO. "Designers of Fine Eyewear" ''Where your Oculists' prescription for glasses is filled with scientific accuracy." Your eyes deserve the skill of an Oculist. Suite 1820 8 So. Michigan Blvd. at Madison Telephone State 5710-5711 Just a few suggestions from our guide of schools, galleries, shops and service A thoughtful holiday gift may be an old Lincolniana etching from Dicke and Dicke or a dog (in plaster) to sit by the family fireside. For cocktail time think of the cleverly colored glasses at the Mod ern China Shop — and, have you tasted the petit fours baked by the famous Mrs. Casse whose shop is on Rush Street? DEJA SHOP LENDING LIBRARY All the new books at reasonable rental. Jig-saw puzzles for rent. Unusual gift items and greeting cards for every occasion, priced to fit your purse. Looking around incurs no obligation. You are always welcome. 1104 No. Dearborn St. Superior 3571—4955 ABSORBING ENTERTAINMENT Rent a jig-saw puzzle of 300 to 750 pieces. Our rental library includes the latest books. Read Family History by Sackville-West; Peter Ashley, by Du Bose Heyward; Georgian House, by Swinnerton. JOSEPH J. GODAIR Rental Library- 10 E. Division St. Delaware 84Q8 REFRIGERATION SERVICE All Makes of Electrical Refrigerators Repaired, overhauled and maintained. Prompt, efficient service — reasonable rates. REFRIGERATION MAINTENANCE CORP. 365 E. Illinois St. AH Phones— Superior 2085 RIDING APPAREL CORRECT RIDING APPAREL, AND ACCESSORIES for Park Folo and Hunting Ready to wear and to your order MEU R I S S E 8 So. Michigan Dearborn 3364 RUGS Oriental and Domestic Rugs Cleaned and repaired. Super native work and proper care. Reasonable charges. CHERKEZIAN BROS. Importers of Antique and Modern Oriental Rugs 117 E. Oak St. Phone Superior 7116 SHOES Custom Made SLIPPERS AND HANDBAGS Created to Individual Order and Size Originals and Paris Copies By AI S T O N Established London 1778 8 So. Michigan Central 4221 SPORTS WEAR ALICIA MARSHALL'S HAND KNITTED SUITS Quality and good taste at the right price 540 N. Michigan Ave. Superior 2799 STATIONERS CHRISTMAS CARDS Designed in our own studio, which cannot be obtained elsewhere. Stationery— un usual printing — announcements, etc. — copy prepared. LEONARD STUDIO 47 E. Chicago Ave. Delaware 2112 WOMEN'S APPAREL FRANCES R. HALE 1660 E. 55th St. Distinctive Clothes for the Woman and the Miss Mayfair Hotel at Hyde Park Blvd. Fairfax 7910 10 The Chicagoan I SAY . . . IT'S POSITIVELY uncanny!" An electric bridge 1 3, D 1 6 *^a* s^uffles and deals It astonishes. It mystifies. It flabber gasts. Tournament- scarred veterans pale, strongmen faint, when first they behold whatmodern science has brought to bridge — Hammond 's new Electric Bridge Table, which shuffles and deals cards without benefit of human hands. It eliminates the manual shuffle. Elim inates the manual deal. Never exposes a card. Never spills one on the floor. Always comes out even. And forever shushes that scathing rebuke, " Can ive get you a basket?73 It sounds magical — but it's electrical. You still bid, you still play, you still keep score. The Hammond Electric Bridge Slip in the deck. That starts the automatic, scientific shuffling and dealing. While you play one hand, the next is being made ready Table does the rest! After the hand, slip the deck into the shuffle-box on the side of the table. Each player picks out Made and guaranteed by The Hammond Clock Company of Chicago, who also make Amer ica's finest Bichronous and Syn chronous electric clocks — for exam ple, the popular Glenmora Model at $27.50— tax paid of the pocket in front of him the hand that has already been shuffled and dealt while you've been playing the other deck — and keeps right on going! Here's your new hand ! The Hammond Elec tric Bridge Table deals it into a pocket in the side of the table — one in front of each player — and while you're playing that one, the deck you've just inserted in the shuffler is miraculously being shuffled and dealt and will be ready! This is something very, very new — and a boon to serious-minded bridge players to whom shuffling and dealing is a pain in the hand. And on the other hand, the Hammond Electric Bridge Table is good-looking as well as useful. The table itself, reg ulation size, is finished in walnut. The legs are sturdy enough to resist even the weight of fat Mr. Whoosis whose host ess-panicking trick is to lean his whole self on a table and ponder his cards. It's handsomely finished and the padded top is a pleasure to play on. The top lifts off — awed onlookers can watch the "works" at work. It plays no favorites, working just as well for the disciples of the Approach- Forc ing system or the One-Two-Three, as it does for the converts of the One- over-One. Be the first in your Bridge Club, Four some, or neighborhood to spring a new Hammond Electric Bridge Table. It's yours for the modest sum of $25. A more de luxe model sells for ?40. Hand yourself a thrill. See a demonstration at any high-class store where the newest in such things are sold. HAMMOND ELECTRIC BRIDGE TA B L E IT SHUFFLES AND DEALS November, 1932 11 HENRY WEINER I m p o r t e r £| The smart indoor sport, — embroider- ^^ ing fireside-bench covers, stool tops, pillows, bell-pulls and bags. Com menced petit-point and needle-point pieces, are sold with the necessary yarns — instruction without charge. remounting and repairing of any style bag MRS. C. F. KNOEPPEL, Evanston Manager 505 DAVIS STREET CHICAGO SHOP » 638 N. Michigan Ave. COMING SOCIAL EVENTS DEMAND informally FORMAL FROCKS Pebbly — crinkly — cire-backed crepes in delicate or definite colors. Restaurant frocks with little capes and jackets at prices from $29.50 to $49.50. £ LILYAN A. GRIFFIN 1640 ORRINGTON AVENUE EVANSTON M The Machineless Permanent Wave Z O T O S \ no electricity — no faded hair — works like magic — leaves the hair soft — lustrous — natu rally waved. HALLE'N MAC CLANE BEAUTY SALON 1503 CHICAGO AVENUE Evanston Beauticians use the products by Dr. Maier of Hollywood for all facial treatments. J UST as "sterling" on your fine silver represents the standard you demand — so the signature — J. D. Toloff — on your portrait means the acme of camera art. Honors go to Mr. Toloff, the creator of the mode in camera portraiture. Holiday Shopping On the North Shore B ever I B e v a n bit The most coveted of all • gift! s — your portrait. J . D. TOLOFF House or Studio Sitti ng. EVANSTO N 51 8 Davis Street University 21 78 OAK PARK 1042 Lake Street Euclid 1930 Thanksgiving day and Christmas time — gowns and gifts, and so much to do. Shop ping on the Northshore — and fortunately a place to park the car. I must have a dress to shop in, so I'll stop at the Knit Shop and see Miss Stern. A two piece boucle dress in a smoke grey sug gests a knitted kit ten's ear hat and matching collarette in brown — • (quite the smartest color com bination for street wear). The shop is so delightfully decorated — just like of Florida. Then to Mercatino's for a gift for my Thanksgiving dinner hostess. Four leather book covers stacked together and the bot tom one pulls out and invitingly offers a cig arette. Or, shall I send her a colorful Fortuny bag to carry her knitting and what you will. Both gifts are priced at $5.50 but there is so much to see I'm quite bewil dered. Roman blan kets of silk and cotton (wonder if Brutus wore one like that) are soft and warm and so adaptable for a drab-looking studio couch. Oh ! I'll send one of those to John to glorify his room at school. An appointment with Jane at N. A. Han- na's. We must select a new formal gown for her. These debs dash madly here and there and this ward robe refreshing is a pretty constant busi ness. Here we are — here's Jane and the gown is already se lected. A bronze cire back crepe picks up the glint in her au burn hair. Three roses in shades from peach to russet, hold a silk fringed scarf to her shoulder. The gown expresses sophis ticated youth — even a post mortem deb like I am might be the belle of the ball in such regalia. An hour at Henry Weiner's to work on the tapestry stool cover for mother's gift. Needle in, needle out, another line of tiny criss crosses. It goes so quickly and the de lightful chatter of the after luncheon group is the most informally social part of the day. I'm going to have a Zotos Permanent Wave and then a Dr. Maier's facial at Hallen MacClane's, for tomorrow is the day that Toloff takes my photograph. Mother and Jane have wanted one for so long and as they can't buy that for themselves — I'll oblige. But, I must have a new frock — something soft and willowy — something for dinner and the dance. A lovely reasonably priced peb bly crepe in shell pink is at Lilyan Griffin. An evening jacket with cartridge puff sleeves has a semi-tailored look and the elegance of slenderizing lines makes my rather drab self look quite aristo cratic. So much accomplished x and all in one day. RIDGEVIEW HOTEL Main Street and Maple Avenue EVAN S T O N Here you will find a selection of the ^fe most attractively furnished apart- ^^ ment homes in Evanston. The Ridgeview faces Grey Park, is within four blocks of six schools, and is just two blocks from the "L" and Northwestern Station, twenty minutes to the Loop. 2 Room Apts.- — $ 75 and up 3 Room Apts.- —$100 and up C . E. Wie n e r , M S r . ITALIAN IMPORTATIONS Linen, leather, hand-painted wood, silver jewelry, pottery. Christmas cards from 5c Calendars from $1.00 MERCATINO, Inc. #1618 CHICAGO AVE. EVAN STON Importations from Italy that even the knowing tourist is not apt to find abroad. RUTH HYPES » MURIEL HYPES • THE KNIT SHOP For after the Game-Dansant A two-piece Boucle of Bram ble-yarn fashioned in an artis tic Mosaic pattern. Solid $^ 350 colors flaked in smoke gray. COLONIAL KNITTED SPORTSWEAR Est. 1897 1629 ORRINGTON AVE. • EVANSTON N. A. HANNA, INC. "in Spanish Court'''' Predicts the success of the Spanish influence for formal wear. Hand knotted fringe is the latest note from Paris. Fashion and quality in fine apparel and accessories has been the tenor of our long established business. Our prices will be a delightful sur prise to you. Make your costume shopping a pleasant trip thru leafy lanes. SPANISH COURT, Wilmette TELEPHONE NUMBERS 467 - 4085 WILMETTE 12 The Chicagoan /~\N another page Mr. Loren Carroll, author of Wild Onion and ^^^ other works, but first of all and always a member of the editorial staff of The Chicago Evening Post, notes the passing of that rare journal. Mr. Carroll is philosophic about it, in person as in print, but we are not. Mr. Carroll says that, after all, forty-two years is a long time for any institution to endure in America. We say that the passing of the Post is a disgraceful commentary on the intellectual constancy of Chicago and a nail in the coffin of Chicago journalism. While the Post endured, finding its quiet daily way to the littered newsstands, a citizen undisposed toward violence and unstirred by bargain offers could put down three coopers and learn the news of the day without exposing his person to blobs of sticky black ink or his intelligence to sickening gobs of stickier propaganda. Mr. Carroll says that the Post never succeeded in visualising its sought reader and we say thank God. It did succeed in visualising its sought reporter, an articulate fellow, intellectual if you will, and in employing a great many bf him. The staff of the Post carried on a bannerless crusade against the cloying influences of business-office journalism. It per sisted in the oldfashioned belief that a story worth writing was worth writing well, that a fact worth reporting deserved the respect due a fact, that a murder was a lamentable occurrence and that a reader was entitled to at least three cents worth of consideration. With the passing of the Post, these homely conceptions of repor- torial responsibility vanish from the Town. The staff of the Post is disbanded and scattered. The official announcement of the merger regrets that the deal must result in "temporary unemployment" of men and women whose lives have been spent, as the announcement fails to mention, in sustaining the tradition that was the Post and has become a mellow but in no sense sustaining memory. "Tempo rary" is a long word in these times, even when applied to the unem ployment of the best all-around newspaper staff west of the Hudson river. "DIQ came in and sat down. We were going to press. All of the ¦*-*¦ other pages had been made up and we were beginning to think about writing this one, an old editorial prerogative. Riq inquired about business and things like that and we told him what a whale of a book the December number is going to be, which brought us to the suggestion that he do one of his characteristic articles for us on the subject of Christmas. This agreed upon, Riq said he supposed we had an article about Thanksgiving in this issue and then we real ized what a deplorable mental state we'd got into. We'd forgotten Thanksgiving completely. Riq was to the rescue forthwith and we refer you, in case you'd forgotten about it too, to page thirty-nine. Had we Riq's facility of phrasing sentimental observations unsen- timentally, we'd trace to its origin the cause of our forgetfulness and see what might be done about rooting it out. We fancy that for getting things like Thanksgiving is pretty general this year. We di.dn't forget Christmas, however, and so we do not despair utterly. Just the same, we hasten to remind the State Street Association to do their lamp post decorating early. Riq is just one person, after all, and can't get around to everyone the way Santa Claus does. VfOW that the campaigning is over and the several candidates for office know where they stand, or get off, it is within the realm of possibility that return may be had to a reasonable point of view with respect to the case of Mr. Samuel Insull. Until and if Mr. Insull is tried and convicted of the law violations charged against him, which there are reasons for believing will be quite some time, certain facts pertaining to his personality and his performance as a principal in the play of American business should not be permitted to become obscured by the melodrama of the moment. It is a fact that, despite the pot-shotting of the newspapers and of political office holders with wish to capitalize out of his predicament, Mr. Insull's is one of the great industrial minds of the day. Nothing that has happened offers any proof to the contrary. He was engaged in a great industrial and financial operation, one of the greatest of his era. The nature of this operation was well understood by all well informed persons, both in government and out of it, and no effort was made to stop his operations, no thought expressed that he might be proceeding in any way contrary to law in the conduct of his enterprises. The nature of the Insull operations required a vast credit. This credit was secured by evidences of ownership in the form of stocks and bonds. The period of deflation which shrunk the market value of the Insull collateral had of necessity to bring about the condition which came. What happened to the Insulls happened, in one degree or another, to every institution which was called upon to avail itself of vast credit facilities during recent years. It is true that Samuel Insull operated autocratically. It is likewise true that every great executive, military or civil leader must, neces sarily, outline the program to be followed and see to it that it is adhered to. That is why they are leaders. That is why they are leapt upon, with all the savagery of the wolf pack to its fallen leader, when they falter. Petty political office holders who shuddered if Samuel Insull looked crossly at them in the old days have run true to breed in their ferocious frenzy to promote themselves at the deposed lead er's expense. All of this is inevitable, but intelligent people should not be impressed. FAITHFUL to our somewhat flamboyant promise given in the October number, we present this month the first of an astounding series of illustrated articles by Mr. Milton S. Mayer and Mr. A. George Miller on the Century of Progress Exposition. Flamboyant and astounding are flamboyant and astounding adjectives for use in sophisticated company, but they apply. It is because the Expo sition is flamboyant and astounding and prodigious and tremendous and gigantic and overwhelming, while likewise and in no less measure fine and sound and artistic and modern and practical, that such pens as Mayer's and such cameras as Miller's are required to transmit its story. The proper and persistent telling of this story of the Century of Progress Exposition is the pleasant and profitable duty of every Chi cagoan. It must now be evident to anyone whose interests relate to the local scene that Chicago is entering upon another of those eco nomic upcurves which distinguish the pattern of its progress from that of any other city's. That the exposition will be a success is an established premise — it is a success as of this date. That it will attract the peoples of the world in undreamed of numbers is the inescapable conviction of all who penetrate within the walls that enclose it. All this translates very simply and directly into assurance that the twelvemonth ahead is secure for Chicago, that Chicago is in for a better year than it has known, and a proportionately better year than any other American city, come weal or come woe to civilization at large. The Century of Progress Exposition is Chicago's own exclu sive prosperity maker, functioning as steadily, surely and dauntlessly as the steam shovels it employs. Don't sell '33 short. SIGNS on the delivery wagons have been shouting it for weeks, and your best friend must have told you, too, but because we mourned his leavetaking last month we feel that we must rejoice with you at this time in the return of Mr. Ashton Stevens to Chicago and to Chicago print. He has transferred his typewriter's attentions from the morning pages of the Herald and Examiner to the evening columns of the American, which gives him time to catch the last act, but medium was never his master and he has more elbow room in the new setting. His return brings the list of the Town's jour nalistic gains for the month to a grand total of one, for which we are proportionately grateful. ^ D I N E — IN AN ATMOSPHERE OF TWELFTH CENTURY ART .... DANCE — to the gypsy music of the RUSSIAN STEPPES Three Shows Nightly LUNCHEON • DINNER • SUPPER RUSSIAN VILLAGE INN Wnt Your Guest, a to a dinner or «„„ -Ue»tS 900 RESTAURANT Where food is famous because of its extraor dinary cooking . . . where chefs of distinc tion evidence their mastery in the creation of savory dishes. • Luncheon Served Daily 85c 1.00 • Dinner 1.25 1.50 2.00 The Restaurant is open every day For Reservation Call Delaware 1187 900 North Michigan Ave. Entrance Michigan and Delaware RUDOLPH Manager fo^ them to a dlnnerXoOUr ^£81 <%* ic^fSfefflJ- of °" w*et nights $i o0 Co , Lair C. SatUrday's $I .^ c°ver charge ^ke Shore Drive atlW'f NORTH CLARK DEARBORN 9415-9364 STREET "e'V ^^"^} °""><r n ""'ty per **"'e £t4l^ Dinner #1.00 Luncheon 50c Mount 4»fi ^909 117 East Chestnut St. Ararad «4sr °»TAX,0 pAeopTeCdT„eng J**? R°°M whc~ testing Sdin^rd2r ir rian and, French f°°ds Kebah -„J * ' ayers PaWava, Sish, 3b' 8nd fra*™ Armenian coffee. I 1 ^ Be^jr served. ^^» Be£* S<£ sSved, ^JggtVW JgSS^S BW»< aU ^s ^C • M <\ 50 ^cvi sl>' in!) n* .<*. ot,lc f'"' 3V- "Sssg: ^•3°9.30 V- 60.. rVJ»tet Setv« yU peV 14 The Chicagoan Chicagoana . An Eye and Ear to the Din and Whim of the Town Conducted by Donald Plant WE hated like anything to see The Chi' cago Evening Post take its Micky- Finn and coast into oblivion. We had always liked the Post, though, we admit, dur ing the last couple of years it hadn't been quite the Post we used to know. Riq Atwater, one time of it, was always our favorite columnist; Larry Fitzgerald was our favorite turf editor and fight writer; we enjoyed Ken Fry's com ments on sports in general; Llewellyn Jones' Friday literary section and C. J. Bulliet's Tues day art pages were far and away the best of their kind in Town. We even followed the White Sox one summer when Milton Mayer was covering them for the Post. It's all too bad. Maybe Colonel Knox will make a "stronger and more efficient" newspaper out of the T^ews, now that he has absorbed the Post, but we're not quite sure that that is what we want newspapers to be. We still think it's all too bad. The passing of the Post is examined in an other part of this issue, but there's one inci dent that mustn't be lost to posterity, and it may not be regarded as essential to the larger story. John Peterson is seventy-five — at least. He was the patriarch of the Post composing room. From the very birth of the paper he had been the compositor — the "make-up man" — of Page 1. The other Saturday when the last last edi- dition had been "put away" and the press had begun its death rattle, John walked out of the composing room, a little shakily, a little older. A fellow-compositor joined him. "What do you think of it, John?" he asked. "I made up the first issue of this paper forty-three years ago," said John, "and I said at the time it wouldn't last." Canadian Hospitality 'T'O be sure, travelers' notes and trippers' ¦*¦ experiences are always popping up in con versation and on printed pages, but here is a story about Mr. D. F. Kelly that seems to us to merit perpetuation. A few weeks ago Mr. and Mrs. Kelly were returning by motor through Canada from an eastern trip. At the end of a long day's drive, they found themselves in Sarnia, Ontario (population 17,848). Mr. Kelly tried to find what he considered a suitable and comfortable hotel for a night's lodging. After scouring the town he decided that it was peculiarly barren of good hotels. The next reasonably sized town was too far away, and Mr. Kelly was about to resign himself to the doubtful com fort of an unprepossessing hostelry when an idea came to him. During his tour of investigation he had noticed what looked like a very up-to-date and perfectly modern hospital. With characteristic directness he went to the hospital. He ex plained his predicament to the young lady in charge, assured her that neither one of them was ill, and wondered if it would be possible for the hospital to give them shelter for the night. The staff was thrown into confusion by such a startling request, but after a confer ence they emerged with a favorable verdict. So Mr. and Mrs. Kelly had what they called a luxurious suite with excellent meals served to them in their rooms and passed a most com fortable and pleasant night at a reasonable rate. Regrets rT"vHE other day a gentleman told us he -*¦ had been invited to attend a banquet at the local consulate of one or another of the several South American countries. He was sure it would be very fine and he wanted to go, but a business trip east made it quite im possible. He was terribly, genuinely disap pointed. "And to think," said he, "that I've always wanted to attend a banquet where most of the speeches were in a foreign tongue." P. O. Bath E have advocated neither extravagance nor economy in the government. As a matter of fact, we have let the gentlemen — we trust they are gentlemen — in Washington run the government pretty well as they saw fit. And so it was with an attitude more or less of detachment that we watched two recent exam ples of federal economy in Chicago. With the enactment of a bill requiring fed eral employees to take a furlough of twenty- four days without pay, a consequence has been a general slowing down of the postal service "it's the master, mum. and he's bringin' home another one o' them bridge prizes!" and a curtailment of mail carrier service. This, it seems, does not please the public and there have been many complaints. We can well imagine the postal authorities replying: "You asked for economy. Well, you got it, ain't you? I hope you're satisfied." And then there was that matter of the fed eral building. Everybody thought it would be a disgrace to have such an ugly, dirty building for people to look at when they came to the World Fair, and began to wonder if some sort of steps couldn't be taken. Things were said, the situation was viewed with alarm, and it might have developed into a nasty mess if the government hadn't heard about it. The gov ernment — whoever the government is — ^de cided it would be too bad to disgrace Chicago, with its fair name and all, and loosened up and said it would give the federal building a bath. The matter was turned over to the Supervis ing Architect's office and bids were received for doing the job. As we understand it, the lowest bid was $25,000 for a while and the Supervising Architect's office wagged its head gravely. And then a company from Rochester, N. Y., sent in a bid of $11,100. The Super vising Architect's office rubbed its hands and smiled. "Ah," chortled the S.A.'s office, "a nice, juicy saving of $13,900. Is that economy or isn't it?" So the contract •was awarded to the Rochester people and the work of cleaning the federal building got under way. Chi- cagoans began saying, "Have you seen that new building at Jackson and Clark?" to which people who hadn't been that far west re plied: "Oh, you mean that dirty old building at Adams and Dearborn?" The reason for this was that the Rochester people had run out of money with only half of the building cleaned and the whole thing has been abruptly halted. There is a good deal of confusion, but as we understand it, there isn't much chance of getting the contractor to finish the job. He is bonded for $5,600, which isn't enough to pay for the remainder of the work, and in addition, someone has just discovered that win dows which must be replaced at a cost of $10,000 were ruined by the acids used in the cleaning process. This must be done, presum ably, by the Supervising Architect's office. Well, as we said before, we didn't have anything to do with it, so we don't even have to wash our hands of the matter. Call State 3256 AND say The Chicagoan suggested it. Be- ¦^*- cause the least you can do is to give us credit for all the bright little ideas we so gladly share with you. Why do you call? One of our reporters, one of our little girl reporters, told us why, told us all about it, and we're getting to that. When you, ladies (the appeal is strictly November, 1932 15 'DEAR, WILL YOU PLEASE PASS THE CELERY?" feminine), have a very grand engagement and want to look like the proverbial million, when you are having important dinner guests and all the financial future depends on the cocktails and the impression you make (now, wait, let us tell this in our own way) ; anyhow, when it's settled that you must be very much prettied up, then, then indeed, is the time to take ad vantage of the Make-Up Service featured by the sponsors of Dr. Lipinska's Requisites. (Just about the best creams and cosmetics she has used in this many a day, our reporter tells us.) Even if you decide at the last moment to be made beautiful by an expert, you can still avail yourself of this Service. Call STAte 3256 and request that one of the Make-Up Artists be sent to your home, and the response will be prompt. We have it figured out about this way: make your appointment, begin to dress and before you are quite ready, she will be there. You'll like her. She (and she, we are given to understand, is typical of Dr. Lip inska's representatives) is intelligent, attrac tive and reserved. And say, we nearly over looked the most amazing feature of the visit — no charge is made for the Make-Up Service. The purpose of it all is to introduce you to Dr. Lipinska's Requisites, and quite sincerely, only that. The young woman -who serves you will not even insinuate the reward-by-purchase of her efforts. She will not be able to restrain her enthusiasm for the preparations, of course, but she is a genuine sort of person, and you will probably find her attitude pleasing. The prep arations, our reporter tells us, are worthy of enthusiasm. They are the same formulas that Dr. Lipinska has always made for the protec tion of her patients. The doctor would be the last to condemn any other good skin creams and lotions, but she felt a professional satisfac tion, facially speaking, when her own were publically presented. Next in dermatological order came her cosmetics, absolutely pure and quite lovely in effect. She felt much happier after that. 'Brighter Drake TT is a comfort, in an uncomfortable decade such as this, to live in a town that has as an institution a hotel such as the Drake. The Drake has always been a comfort. It has never been stodgy, to be sure, but sometimes we have thought it might be brightened up just a bit, a little more verve and elan added, we mean. And now that has happened. The new Gold Coast Room was opened a few weeks ago with a success that forecasts a new era of entertainment for the Town. Among the features of the inaugural evening was the Parisienne Pageant, presented with the co-operation of Martha Weathered, which displayed to the searching feminine and in terested masculine eyes a collection of lovely modern creations. Clyde ("the Real") McCoy, with his greatly augmented Drake Hotel Orchestra, already one of the "name" bands of the covin' try, plays there nightly. And Jane Carpenter, Radio Queen of 1932, gives a regular series of evening and Sunday afternoon recitals at a specially designed organ that has been installed in the Avenue of Palms. The Cape Cod Room with its oyster bar and great variety of marine delicacies that come in every day on the Seafood Special (the fastest train from the east) is another bright little gem in the Drake's new tiara. But it is the Gold Coast Room, planned to provide a luxurious setting for the enjoyment of distinctive entertainment, that should cause the shifting of the spotlight of Chicago night' life to the Drake Hotel. And don't be misled by the glitter of the name, because it is decid' edly within the spending limits of those who wish to entertain or be entertained hand' somely without investing the whole week's income for a few hours of pleasure. 'Poaching /^\NE of the local Hoover vacationists ap- ^^ proached a strolling citizen the other day on the Avenue and asked for a penny. The gentleman was a bit surprised at the request for such a nominal sum, but reached in his pocket, pulled out some change and handed the man a penny. Then he followed him to learn, if he could, what the man would pur chase with the coin. The man bought a penny's worth of pea nuts and walked off into Grant Park, still trailed by his benefactor. Near the Art In' stitute he stopped and tossed his peanuts, one at a time, into a bevy of pigeons. Soon sev eral greedy pigeons began to feed out of his hand. Thereupon, with no mean skill, he caught one, tied its feet together, stuffed it inside his coat and walked north along the Avenue, the donor of the penny following. Up near the river under the Avenue (at the Hoover Hotel), he met a couple of pals and displayed the bird. They built a fire, plucked the pigeon and were about set to roast it 'when the gentleman decided he would run along home. They probably roasted it. Split Feature TT seems that the "double-feature" program that has been an important part of the life of neighborhood moving picture exhibit ors (movie theatre owners) for a good many months has been dropped. The exhibitors got together and agreed to run only one feature picture a day. They think it's all for the best. We do, too. One local exhibitor, however, bumped into complications immediately the move was de cided on. He had promised his children that he would show a certain Western thriller — cow boys, sheriffs, outlaws, horses (probably named Tony), ranches and maybe an Indian or two — that they were most desirous of seeing. But following the single-feature move, he felt he couldn't very well do it without being accused of crawfishing by his fellow exhibitors. He got around all that, though. He ran three reels of the Western on one day and an nounced that the remaining reels would be 16 The Chicagoan unreeled on the next day. It worked out nicely, and his home life is still something sweet and beautiful. Night Club T^ON'T think for a minute that this depart ment has turned into a gastronomic Bae deker or a logroller for night harbors, because it hasn't. Not a bit of it. But now and again we do happen upon a dining room of an un usual sort. And that's news. For instance: The mystic beauty of a Turkish harem — dim lights, brilliant jewels, luxurious cushions, priceless hangings — has been recreated on the Near Northside in Chicago's newest cafe, Tabarin Ya'Salaam. In keeping with its regal atmosphere, Ya'Salaam has a truly royal host, none other than the Baron Giorgio Suriani, formerly of the Hotel McAlpin in New York, who super intends all festivities, and presides at the Royal Box when titled Chicagoans attend. The Roval Box occupies the place of honor in the club, and it is reserved for the nobility. Thurs day nights are gala nights, for then they are honor guests, and the Tabarin outdoes itself in rieht royal entertainment. Pedro Mosgofian, who conducted the Pe- trushka Club and the Club Old Stamboul so successfully, is maestro at Tabarin Ya'Salaam. He is responsible for the authenticity of the oriental setting, for Pedro is a connoisseur, and his fabulously beautiful oriental rugs, East Indian hangings, oil paintings and exquisite lamps reflect the taste of one who knows his orient and Irs art. Alfende Kadir, the chef, hails from Cairo, and his Egyptian and Turkish cuisine is a departure from the usual night-club fare. Savory, piping hot dishes are succulent, with new and untried flavors. While sipping your demitasse of Turkish coffee brewed in the samovar, you may have your fortune told by an Egyptian maiden, you may listen to the whispering melodies of soft stringed instruments, or you can leave the table for a sprightly turn or two about the dance floor. For originality in both atmosphere and en tertainment, we feel we must recommend the Tabarin Ya'Salaam at 875 Rush Street. Sinai Lectures ^TNETEEN years ago this fall a little man out on the South Side got a bug, as we say, in his head. He described it, essentially, as "adult education." What, in 1914, was adult education? What made him think that adults needed education? "I make a half a million a year in the sausage casing business," one of his friends remonstrated. "What makes you think I need an education?" There wasn't much enthusiasm for the thing anywhere. But the little man went ahead, and his first effort — the first season of the Sinai Lecture As sociation — drew an audience of forty. The lecturers received $20 or $25. It didn't look practical. People had something else to do with their evenings besides listen to lectures. But the little man persisted. Each year the association grew stronger. Speakers of na tional and international prominence came to the city for the program. For the past five years the Emil G. Hirsch Centre Lecture As sociation — renamed for the great scholar and rabbi in whose temple the plan was conceived — has been a notable feature of Chicago's win ters. This season the advance subscription list was larger than ever before. Between 1,200 and 1,500 persons attend each lecture. The little man — S. D. Schwartz is the name — still wields the gavel every Monday evening from the end of October to the middle of March. The season opened a couple of weeks ago with a symposium on Civilization at the Cross' roads, the speakers being Clarence Darrow, Dr. Preston Bradley, Rabbi Louis L. Mann, and Scott Nearing. Next came Stuart Chase on American Business. A "round table" was scheduled for the 14th of this month, with Profs. Lasswell, Boynton, and T. V. Smith of the University of Chicago looking at psycho analysis from a sitting position. Some of the other lecturers on tap for the winter Mondays are Dr. Glenn Frank, Countess Alexandra Tol stoy, Dr. Stephen S. Wise, Dr. John Haynes Holmes, Norman Thomas, Max Eastman, Vic toria Sackville-West, and Prof. M. C. Otto. The sausage casing man isn't making half a million a year right now, but he has a season ticket. iMovie Note \X7E are sure that everybody will be de lighted to learn that Little Orphan Annie, artist Harold Gray's so-called comic strip that is carried by the Tribune, is now a talking picture. Or don't you read it either? Mitzi Green has the title role, and Daddy, Sandy, the Doctor and other characters are all in the picture, an RKO-Radio production. The little dickers ought to go for it, as they do now for the hundred-and-one Little Orphan Annie gadgets. There are, we understand, L. O. A. fibre dolls, wooden dolls, mechanical dolls, celluloid dolls, stuffed dolls, cut-out dolls, metal stoves, paint boxes, handbags, jacks sets, candy bars, watches, pastel sets, bracelets, cartoon books, target games, balloons, crayon sets, shooting games, lamps, buttons, mirrors and a few more games of some kind or another. But what we'd like to see is a picture based on the Moon Mullins comic strip with Jack Oakie, maybe, as Moon. 'Tripper T^TTNE hundred thousand miles of automo- bile travel without so much as a scratched fender is something of a record, we think, Anyway, Mr. John Graham, chief road scout for the Chicago Motor Club rolled it up. He's known throughout the country as the "apostle of careful driving." Mr. Graham is called "Million Jack Graham," too; not because he is within strik ing distance of a million miles of travel, but because of his Illinois state license number 1,000,000 which appears on his Nash roadster. And he attributed his ability to keep out of accidents to the use of "ordinary common sense." He keeps his car, motor, brakes, tires, in the pink of condition, obeys the rules of the road, stops at railroad crossings and other dan ger spots and, although covering great dis tances, never tries to hang up any speed records. But probably all this belongs in the Automobile Department. Suggestion T^OR some time we've harbored an idea for ¦*- a speakeasy of a different sort. Perhaps fixed up inside to resemble a ship's interior. After you have been introduced to the proprie tor, who is dressed as an admiral, and your social status verified, we'd have a photograph taken of you — one of those passport photo graphs. This would be pasted on a card bear ing your name, to be presented to you when you leave. The proprietor keeps another photograph of you in his file for reference, if necessary, when you come again. When he's ready to close he would yell, "All ashore that's goin' ashore!" There's probably too much red-tape to the whole idea, latterday speakeasies being what they are, but any local Frank or Jack is welcome to it. And every Fall you could toss your straw hat in the ring and cry, "God help the sailors on a night like this!" 'HOW ABOUT SETTIN' OUT SOME WALL-CLIMBIN' PLANTS, WARDEN?" November, 1932 17 Society Weddings and debuts, benefits and bazaars, charities and balls, parties and teas, and the myriad other functions of the season inter' est the socially prominent. Among them, at the top of the page, Eleanor Litsinger and then Barbara Eldridge, charming debutantes; to the right, Mrs. E. F. Younger, active in the Beverly Hills Infant Welfare; and above, Mrs. John Clarke, who was Helen Rend. PHOTOGRAPHS BY PAUL STONE'RAYMOR, LTD. The Passing of the "Post" First Edition, April 29, 1890 — Last Edition, October 29, 1932 By Loren Carroll IF The Chicago Evening Post's way in life was slow and loitering, its death was swift and sudden. Two days sufficed to bring about its collapse. Two days — the time it takes to maneuver a South American revo lution, or to clap a Michigan bootlegger into prison. The end came with a dramatic flourish. Consider the situation on Friday morning, Oct. 28. Despite the political saturnalia, the skittish stock market, the Chinese bandits and the other multitudinous ills of the world, there was a little serenity left. The public went on its way that morning in the placid conviction that the newspaper which ministered to the wants of people with refined tendencies would go on as long as refinement endured on earth. The reporter who had long subdued his natural instincts in the cause of refinement went on his way in the placid conviction that the milk bill would continue to be paid and the depression would soon be over. Adver tisers sat in their cubby holes and decided to inform readers of the Post, reluctantly, of course, that shoes were down, round-trip tickets to Milwaukee could be had for one dollar and Old Camyfields were frozen in rock salt and attuned to high class appetites. Out in What Cheer, Iowa, a lady sat writ ing a letter headed "Dear Mr. Editor." It was something about Hoover and hog prices. In Boise, Idaho, the most inveterate of the voxpoppers was communicating his suspicion that Aristotle was a Methodist. Nearer home, a newsboy was selling a ten o'clock edition of the Post at three o'clock in the afternoon. Indubitably everything or nearly everything was serene in the universe. The next morning, Saturday, October 29, the readers of morning newspapers discovered that the Post had been sold to The Chicago Daily T^ews. The first editions of the Post and the Daily 'Hews carried formal announcements. It was another "merger," but the "merger" spelled doom for the Post. Only a minority of the population can remember the beginning of The Chicago Evening Post. It was. founded by James W. Scott. The first edition on April 29, 1890, offered a man-sized program. The new paper would be "unlike the tra ditional evening print." It would be "enter taining, comprehensive and reliable." It was to have the best telegraph news in the Middle West. It promised to devote itself to finance, politics and sports in a broad way. Culture was to take a seat on the aisle. For the "fair sex" there were to be plenty of tidbits on fashion and society. There is no one to say that the new paper faltered in its performance. Once the pattern was set, it showed few variations throughout its whole forty-two years. Indeed, one or two departments bore the same heads in the final edition as they did in the first. As its contemporaries changed their habits, the Post became more conspicuous for its staid conser vatism. The Post was in its own words, "Chi cago's cleanest newspaper." It upheld the Re publican party, prohibition and the scarlet tanager. Its temper was soft (timorous, its enemies charged) but it never changed its mind. The Post was moral: the word "rape" for instance, was tabu. Reporters found a suit able synonym in "attack." On the other hand, "colored" was forbidden as a synonym for "negro." After Mr. Scott, Herman H. Kohlsaat be came publisher. The bend to the right be came more pronounced. The next owner was John C. Shaffer, oil and grain magnate, who owned a string of papers in Colorado and Indiana. Under his ownership the conserva tive policies were perpetuated. If the Post was a kingdom under Scott and Kohlsaat, the Shaffer regime ushered in the empire. Then began the spacious days when the Post took on its true character. To the public it was a citadel of right-thinking and elegant be havior. To the owner it was a civic duty and a costly burden. To the employe it was a grand way to make a living. It was difficult to leave, even when the inducement of better offers from other papers became irresistible. The reporter found that his fellow workers from the other papers were slightly contemp tuous; he could afford to ignore this because, inside his own office, everything was warm and cozy and secure. He felt like a minor official under Franz-Josef. The Post occupied several locations during its early years, but the building to be long- remembered was at 12 South Market Street. It remained there for twenty-six years until the tragic delusion of grandeur which resulted in the erection of a new building at 21 1 West Wacker Drive in 1928. T he influence of Mr. Shaffer on the Post was not well defined. For a newspaper publisher he was a person of extraordinary tolerance. At his direction, some of his hobbies, such as the opera, came in for special attention, but in general the editors of the different departments were given a free hand. If by chance he roamed through the office in quest of a particular edition or a bit of information, his manner was that of a cas ual visitor, quite without blustering or domi neering tactics. Installed in its new quarters on Wacker Drive, the Post launched into a vigorous cam paign of expansion. But the momentum im parted by the new building was short-lived. Within a year it had subsided into its old tempo. The staff left the old building with mingled feelings. Sentiment clustered about the old place; the new provided such unheard of swank as electric elevators, intramural 'phones and clean wash basins. But the move was no joyous procession. Something of the old spirit remained behind. The end of the empire came one day in February, 1931. After meeting deficits in the operation of the paper year after year Mr. Shaffer decided he could do it no longer. There was a period of hesitation in which it appeared that publication would be terminated. Then, to the relief of everyone concerned, a receivership was ordained and later an auction sale. K. L. Ames, Jr., publisher of the Chi' cago Journal of Commerce, became the new owner. With the end of the Shaffer regime, the old Post vanished. The policies that had proved so costly to the owner and so pleasant to a certain part of the public, and above all to the employes, could no longer be main tained. For the staff the old sense of security had gone and, whatever happened, the future was a process of living from day to day and hoping for the best. The first move of the new management was a sharp retrenchment in expenses, with a con sequent reduction in the staff. Many of the old-timers disappeared. The second move was to install the plant in new quarters at 415 N. La Salle Street. Soon after the Insull debacle, one of the morning papers reported that Mr. Ames had secured a loan of $500,000 through the Pub lic Service Trust, a subsidiary of Insull Utility Investments. Later it was reported that the debt had been settled for twelve cents on the dollar. How to make the paper self-sustaining in a period of shrinking advertising revenues be came the concern of the new owner. His super vision of his new property reached from the business office to the press rooms. He dis played vitality, a certain inventiveness and a great willingness to experiment. Moreover, he maintained with the editorial staff the ami cable relations that had become part of the Post tradition. I very much fear that anyone whose life became bound up with the Post in its spacious days will never be able to divest himself of sentimentality. Love of places is not particularly an American char acteristic. Every now and then an American reader ploughing through an English novel puts down his book and wonders why the duke or the bank clerk, as the case may be, can work himself into a state over the musty tailor shop or the dismantled office. Those who knew the Post in its Market Street days understand a little. The editorial offices were on the second floor. The approach -was either by a rickety stair or a hydraulic elevator whose operator had time to sell a bag of peanuts or a box of aspirin on the leisurely journey between floors. The place was dark and generally dirty. The floor was strewn with paper. Rats and roaches were nightly and sometimes daily visitors. November, 1932 19 A huge space in the front contained the city desk, telegraph and sports desks. Various other departments were installed in cubby holes along the walls. Charles Segner, the managing editor, had a private office fronting on Market Street in which he managed to be both clean and orderly. S. J. Duncan-Clark, editorial writer, who occupied the next office, was clean but not orderly. No one else in the place was either clean or orderly. If personalities in the long run will count in the duration of memory, the most notable of the group was Walter Avery Washburne, the city editor. No sketch could quite catch the unique quality of his personality, his bland humor, his benign-despotic ways. He em ployed under-statement and over-statement with equally good effect. He delivered re sounding lectures on the fine points of gram mar and climaxed them by singing Methodist hymns. He would summon a member of his staff and say quietly, "I like you, no matter what they're all saying about you." And to his assistant, a young man of powerful phy sique, "I'm the only thing that stands between you and a ten-ton truck." A young reporter who came home from Europe sporting a bag covered with hotel labels found himself one day the object of merriment on a train. He discovered that a new set of labels had been pasted in empty spaces. "Eat at Pittsburg Joe's," said one. "The Greasy Spoon, South Bend, Ind.," said another. Another young man appeared at a first night in the company of a dowager. The incident was duly re ported to the city editor. He summoned the reporter. "I shall call the lady on the tele phone," he announced, "and ask her if her intentions are honorable." The city editor was portly and slow-moving, a person of massive dignity. His progresses down Madison Street in quest of blue points or green turtle soup were things to behold. In crossing streets he waited for neither man nor truck. Even the taxi-cabs stopped dead in their tracks. Mr. Washburne was the center of attraction for another reason: He welded the entire group of diverse tempera ments and clashing personalities into a homo geneous whole. Around him were Richard Atwater (Riq), who conducted the best col umn in Chicago, Michael W. Straus, who later became city editor and still later manag ing editor, and George T. Schreiber and Joseph U. Dugan, first assistants. There was John Morrison, major-domo and terror of copy boys, Joel David Wolfsohn, then as now most lucid of commentators on the mystery of politics, Milton Fairman, whose chants of Latin motets caused the Polish scrubwomen to perform genuflections. And somewhere in the list be longs the name of Gene Holland, colored por ter, whose wisecracks uttered in private were circulated by the city editor. A cynical observer of the whole circus 'was Samuel Putnam, who later made a splash in Paris with his translation of Rabelais. It was perhaps the Rabelaisian influence that caused Putnam to stir up a fuss with a certain sonnet which was printed in Atwater's column. In the background of the sonnet was a divorce bill. I have forgotten the first twelve, fra grant lines but the couplet was hard to forget. It ran: Had \nown you then for what you've since become, a bobbed hair heifer with a cud of gum. It remained for Miss Lena Mae McCauley, art critic, to make the final comment. "I always thought," she mourned, "that Mr. Putnam was such a nice man." In the financial department was James Car ter, who had been through the siege of Paris in 1871 but betrayed never a sign of it. His quips and anecdotes made the financial department a social center of the office. 1 here were others, a score of others, who added to the light-hearted gaiety of the place, but their particular con tributions cannot be compressed in a line or plastered down in an adjective. All in all, a varied, rich Balzac-ian crew! The morning in Market Street was generally a time of hard work. The reporters were absent on assignments, the re-write men were deluged with copy and the copy desk was gen erally three reams behind. Noon brought re laxation and by early afternoon the social life was in full swing. Most of it, of course, was merely visiting and gossiping, but that was enough. The richest source of gossip was the telephone room, since the operator made open profession of her eavesdropping habits. In deed, she had been known on occasion to inter vene in conversations when a reporter was giving out palpably deceptive information. Jun Fujita regularly entertained the poker artists in his dark room. The beer grottos in the neighborhood were another potent lure be tween the hours of three and five. There -was no doorman at the Post; this fact accounted for the rush of press agents, personal friends of staff members, cranks, odds and ends of people that appeared every afternoon. For a time coffee parties were held under the aegis of Elizabeth Hobart, the librarian. On Saturday afternoon there were often cock roach races with heavy activity in betting. A conscientious attempt was made to banish dull ness. Thus on one occasion Richard Atwater sent a live mouse down to the composing room through the pneumatic tube. On more than one, the asthmatic old elevator slipped two or three floors and provided opportunities for monologues on "How it feels to be near death." On the day before the move to Wacker Drive, Mr. Washburne summoned the staff and said, "Boys, I never thought I'd have to turn you into gentlemen. Everybody put on a clean collar and put a white carnation in his button-hole." It was a sad occasion. W hatever lamentations may arise from the public, or at least that part of the public that signs itself "constant reader for forty years," it is certain that the passing of the Post marks the end of an era in Chicago newspaperdom, just as the end of the K[ew Tor\ World conveyed the suggestion to New Yorkers that the neswpaper is now an industry. The Chicago Evening Post had from the first dedicated itself to a vague being known as the superior reader. It had class circula tion; it was the proper medium in which to advertise expensive furniture and motor cars; it dwelt heavily on the arts in all forms. In one of its periodical promotion sprees, the circulation department blazoned forth the fact that it was appealing to a select audience of 100,000 persons. That was immediately after the move to Wacker Drive. Billboards and "L" posters popped the question to every pas ser-by: "Are you one of the 100,000?" About 3 5,000 people said yes. Whether there is such a thing as class cir culation in newspaper publishing will never be answered by the Post's experience because the Post wavered flagrantly in its pursuit of the truth. It proceeded on the naive theory that the likes and dislikes of the intelligent newspaper reader may be charted in advance. This chart appeared something like this: An intelligent person is not interested in crime, horse-racing, scandal, crooners, flippant edi torials, drinking and baseball scores. An in telligent reader shirks all disagreeable facts in life. The intelligent reader is addicted to: long disquisitions on the gold standard, character sketches of obscure persons who have bought advertising space or have promised to buy ad vertising space, fifty-seventh rate novels served in short doses, complicated charts of economic trends, press-agent copy from movie producers. I am not objecting to the specific items of this assumption; I am objecting to the fact there was an assumption. The attempt to de limit the standards of the theoretical "intelli gent reader" reached a climax during the last year of the paper's life when crime news was for a time banished from the front page and three-quarters of the editorials were devoted to topics more suited to a specialized business organ. The front page took on a grim, pseudo- serious air well designed to repel the majority of readers, intelligent or otherwise. Possibly in this discussion I have become muddled in the interchangeable use of "intel ligent person," "class circulation," "superior reader." If so, the mistake was inevitable be cause, through the course of its forty-two years, the Post was never able to focus its mind on its ideal reader. I ts shifting viewpoint was exemplified in its incongruous selection of features. Like the Neto Tor\ World, the Post was sporadically brilliant. At one time or an other its pages were enlivened with the work of Karleton Hackett, Finley Peter Dunne, Edward Mott Wolley, Lucian Cary, Francis Hackett, Floyd Dell, George Cram Cook, Percy Hammond and Paul Gilbert. Later Llewellyn Jones and Susan Wilbur contributed book reviews of outstanding cali bre. In the dramatic reviews of Charles Col lins were a sharply individual viewpoint, a knowledge of the theatre, an occasional touch of provincialism, a not so occasional touch of acerbity, all touched off by the best writing that has ever appeared in dramatic criticism in Chicago. More good prose appeared in the editorials of S. J. Duncan-Clark. But for the Post the most glorious as well as the most prof itable triumph of all was the slashing art criti cism of C. J. Bulliet. If the Post ever failed to know its own mind, it was not on the subject of Cezanne. To what class of reader were these special ties directed? To what class the dreary car toons and the mess of inconsequent features that appeared in every edition? The Post was never able to make up its mind. Had the paper cultivated a more deliberate and con sistent policy in its wooing of the "100,000," the issue might have been different. It foun dered on a policy of indecision. But then, forty-two years is a long time for any institution in America. 20 The Chicagoan Theatre As a brilliant fall benefit for the Olivet Institute, Mrs. Howard Linn and her committee workers took over the entire house at the Goodman Memorial Theatre for the premiere performance of When Chicago Was Young, a new play by Alice Gersten' berg and Herma Clark. At the top of the page, Gregory Kelly in the lead role of Alfred Leslie; next, Emily Goehst as Mrs. Ellen B. Harmon, in Bloomer costume; to the right, Jane Wilcoxson as Mrs. Alfred Leslie; above, Marion Read in the lead role of Carolyn; and to the left, Henri la Bori as Father Marquette. HALLOWEEN MARTIN Her voice is \ind to wa\ing ears. Her musical sense is \een, comprehew sive, discriminating. She is "the wor\s" of the Musical Cloc\, by tAar shall Field and company through KYW mornings from seven to nine, a four year old radio feature many times four years in advance of the next best program in \ind. The photograph is by Raphael G. WoZjff. It's a Great Racket But One Can Always Turn It Off THE Democrats, in convention assembled, did their best to spoil My Hero but they didn't succeed. No girl from Texas can ruin the Chocolate Soldier music in one week any more than the street musi cians and coloraturas have been able to hurt The Blue Danube Waltz in all its long life. Repetition can spoil Offenbach's Barcarolle and that baritone's delight known as The Road to Mandalay; but they were a bit curdled even before they left the composers' desks. There fore, to repetition, which is another name for radio, go the thanks of many who wish to re main music lovers. Radio, according to offi cial time keepers, has cut the life of the average popular song from eighteen to three months but it hasn't been able to do a thing to the Lohengrin overture or to Ben Bernie's tone picture of The King's 'Osses. In other words, the radio has become a mu sical proving ground. The crooners who wail that they'll Kiever Be the Same are soon put to the trouble of learning something new, while such good tunes as Allah's Holiday, and others which had seemed to go the way of all songs before the invention of the radio have been revived and sound as well as ever in spite of the 1932 arrangers' attempts at reju venation (with apologies to Adolph Deutsch who, being a gentleman according to the Taft definition, never hurts a tune unintentionally) . Solly, in our Tin Pan Alley, used to live royally on the royalties from one mammy song and one cry of longing for his old home in Arkansas. Now, due to the rapacity of the radio; he has to branch out to his sonny and his ranch in the Rockies and also give half a dozen orchestra leaders and radio pluggers a cut. All of which serves him right and doesn't do the public any harm. The composer's ten annual songs seldom have a combined life in excess of that enjoyed by a single one of his opi in the days when songs were really hits and the errand boys and typ ists used to spend one dime for an ice cream sandwich and another for a new song in order to enjoy the privilege of hanging around the ten cent store music counter every lunch hour. The radio is insatiable. No matter how fast Tin Pan Alley grinds out its music there never seem to be enough new tunes to go around. Thus we are again hearing the Valencia of five years ago; the Alice Blue Gown that goes back ten years; and Victor Herbert in toto. The big numbers from Lehar's Frasquita and other operettas never imported from Vienna have also found their way into our aerial reper toire — with the words very much cooled off. While the contemporary chaff withers, the process of natural selection is again illustrated by the tunes that survive. The esthete may still be diverted by Alexander's Ragtime Band and every now and then one hears the ash man humming a phrase of Voi Che Sapete. Through the courtesy of such men as Leo- By Marion Beardsley pold Stokowsky, Walter Damrosch, Frederick Stock (spelled B-u-1-o-v-a), the radio public is beginning to realize that it isn't necessarily hard to listen to good music. Even more than these leaders, the less famous conductors and those who dilute their classical programs with selections from The Vagabond King are spread ing the gospel of Beethoven and Bach by not scaring listeners away with program notes and overdoses of beauty. The man who doesn't know he is listening to great music may enjoy it quite a lot and even get the idea that music is to be heard rather than to be understood. After hearing the Ride of the Val\yries in conjunction -with Rose Marie he may be will ing to listen to it as played by the New York Philharmonic even knowing that it is a Sym phony Orchestra to which he is listening. Another thing — that has nothing in common with music except its relation to the radio — has stolen into the Amer ican home since the inception of the commercial broadcast. That is the strident voice of poli tics. In strongholds where every member of the family once voted the straight Republican ticket there are now little outcroppings of sedi tion. The man who never went out to a mass meeting or read the text of a candidate's speech found it easy to mark a single cross at the head of the column. Now that the mass meet ing has come into the home the standpatter listens to the speeches in the evening and reads them in the morning paper because he heard them the night before; and then the trouble begins. The congenital Democrat now finds himself listening to the G. O. P.; and both the elephant and the donkey hear the voice of Norman Thomas abroad in the land. It isn't only the depression that is respon sible. Listening has become a national habit and the public is generally omnivorous. A man can bear to listen to almost anything when he is able to take off his coat, put on his slippers and light a pipe; and many a boucle dress has been knitted to the stately rhythm of a panegyric about Hoover or Roosevelt. The advantage of the broadcast exhortation over the mass meeting oration is that the listener, apart from crowds and banners and the effects of a hard fisted claque, of group enthusiasm and the spell of a vivid personality or two, is able to listen with his mind rather than his nerves and emotions. In the quiet of his home he can pay attention primarily to the ideas ex pressed and form a cooler, more impersonal opinion of the speaker and the group than he could at any well staged political rally. To be sure, at the back of his mind he may won der who actually wrote the speech which a candidate is so eloquently reading; but then it was not the radio that invented ghost writ ing. As a nation we are still very poorly in formed about public affairs but we are learn ing by the mistakes our parties broadcast — for example, the June conventions when some body let William Hard in and forgot to muzzle him. I hope it is not too optimistic to think that like the illiterate parent who gives his child a good education, the parties will soon be in danger of being outgrown by their members. Speaking of radio edu cation, it is too bad that it doesn't begin in the studio. While no one could hope to cure the politicians of saying gover'ment — Nicholas Murray Butler is probably the only man speak ing on a political subject who ever gave the word its full quota of n's — it would seem that the announcers might master the pronunciation after a few years of intensive study. If they are knocked out by such names as Saint-Saens, Debussy, Kjerulf or Snegourotschka the ma jority of the audience won't even know it; but somehow it is hard to take an announcer seriously when he talks about p'licemen and p'rades in the manner of one of our local pur veyors of the news every evening at 9:15 and I don't mean Quinn Ryan. Perhaps the omis sion of syllables is a time saving device. Ac cording to one of the surprisingly numerous tomes on the subject of broadcasting, the rate of delivery has been the subject of a serious investigation in the radio world. As early as 1925 a Radio Voice Technique Committee sponsored by the Radio Corporation of Amer ica and New York University began the study of microphone diction and sought to deter mine what made the announcer's voice fall sweetest on the average ear. At that time the industry established a par of 175 words per minute for ordinary announcements, with the pace varying with the subject matter from slow and solemn as befits stock market quotations to fast and inaccurate for sporting events. Though tempo floyd gibbons has not been adopted generally most announcers must at times develop considerable wind velocity. Even so, it seems a pity for any speaker to skid his words like a crooner taking a running start at the difficult interval of a third. And no body ever saved a single syllable by making fifth rhyme with myth, a habit of one of the best sports announcers on the air who is with WMAQ and play-by-played the world series for NBC. Much as I appreciate the good work of Hal Totten, however, I was very glad to hear the end of the baseball season. I can now hope that my maid will stop repolishing the living room furniture and stay away from the radio long enough to shine the silver instead. I un derstand that she loves football, too, but the living room can stand a thorough cleaning everv Saturday and she doesn't work on Sunday. The best thing about the radio is that — unless you have a sensitive maid ¦ — you can shut it off; the worst thing is that your neighbor never does. (Turn to page 58) November, 1932 23 King Lunt the Lusty As A Hapsburg Impotent Only Politically THE Lunts have a big head-start on any other pair of stage lovers in show busi ness. Reputed to be the happiest mar ried couple whose work perforce requires them to simulate their own marital pleasures and privileges in public, they get away with mur der. Alfred can slap Lynn playfully on almost any part of her agreeable anatomy, can nuzzle his nose coyly about her shapely neck, can toy faunishly with her graceful limbs, and the most devout deacon chuckles delightedly and murmurs, "How perfectly sweet!" If another couple, not united by the Grace of God and the statutes of one of our sovereign states, were to put on an act of such hotcha necking, the same deacon would run for an exit and write a letter to Charley Collins of the Tribune. Ergo, it is meet that Mr. Lunt and Miss Fontanne should be the interpreters of Reunion in Vienna, a play written by the not too decorous Robert Sherwood and now visible (for a couple of days anyway) at the Erlanger Theatre. Like other less exalted seekers after public favor, the Lunts are a matter of taste, indi vidually and collectively. True that few, if any, have argued that they are inadequate as a team, yet I recall that, in reviewing Elizabeth the Queen, two such sapient guys as Nathan and Benchley disagreed as to which one was good and which qne was not. At the moment I forget who championed whom. Personally, I find Miss Fontanne entirely satisfying. She can pose all over the stage and make you love it. She works without effort and her voice is clear to the last row. She is sartorially soignee, and I read in the advertisements that this is the year to be soignee. Viewed through the same opera glasses, King Alfred appears dis tinctly mannered, entirely self-appreciative and vaguely irritating. His sense of artistic sureness, which leads him to address much of his discourse to the back-drop, is not conducive to the pleasure of those unfortunate enough to be sitting in the rear of the theatre or on the side aisles. His personality submerges his present role as markedly as it has all the other roles he has played. In full realization that such words of lese majeste will grate cacoph- onously on the ears of many, I still opine that the great Lunt is no more than a reason ably competent thespian. Yet to those who see in Mr. Lunt the alpha and omega of histrionism the character of a Hapsburg prince with leanings towards megalo mania and satyriasis will seem a part written to his order. As indeed it probably was. The famous Hapsburg lips are present; also the imperious insolence of manner; likewise the slightly decadent amorousness. So if you re joice in the personality of the actor, you will regard his naughty prince as highly entertain ing. And there are many of you, because the side-walks outside the Erlanger are crowded at play-time with those clamoring for admission. By William C. Boyden Without its two leads Reunion in Vienna would probably be broadly classified as a good idea which falls short of full realization. There are the ingredients of fine comedy in the bathe tic efforts of a group of shabby Austrian ci-devants attempting to recreate the scenes of their past splendor; likewise in the sexual bat tle between the aforesaid dissolute prince and a Freudian psychologist for the favors of a lady who is at once the latter's wife and the former's ex-mistress. Schnitzler could do won ders with this material. But Mr. Sherwood has not developed his theme to a point where it could stand without the prop of its acting. His first act, packing a deal of puttering around by servants and considerable rather ponderous exposition, gets under way with all the celerity of a tortoise. Mr. and Mrs. Lunt do not meet until the curtain has risen a second time. Then comes an act of distinct merit, fast, witty and hilarious. This con tinues through the final scenes with but a slight sagging of spirit. The usual competent cast assembled by the Guild contains Helen Westley, smoking a cigar and raucously amusing; Ernest Cossart, giving one of his neat character bits; and Minor Watson, not overly happy in the role of the acquiescent psychiatrist. Prior to Reunion in Vienna and at the same theatre, the American Theater Society presented the less ambitious Whistling in the Dar\, a whimsey about a brave little fellow who falls among gangsters and outwits the dirty ruffians. What the Lunts are to the current offering, Ernest Truex was to the first play put forth for the delectation of those who buy theatre tickets on the wholesale plan. Unique fellow, Mr. Truex. He makes no pretence to being a Barrymore or a Lunt, but he gets a load of humor out of his every inch. Men like him because he makes almost all other men feel big and tall and strong; women find that he brings out in them that pleasant complex known as the maternal. And his talents are quite adequate for the successive projection of comic terror and bantam-rooster cockiness. In Whistling in the Dar\ he pitted his wits and his jockey-weight frame against a job-lot of actors dressed up like hoodlums and talking out of the sides of their mouths. Unfortunately these paid-up Lambs were about as sinister as the private dicks who trail baby carriages up and down Lake Shore Drive on sunny after noons. More ominous menaces would have brought into sharper relief Mr. Truex's serio comic perturbations. But even so, one might easily have found worse entertainment. Another ave-atque-vale was staged by the eminent Walter Hampden who gave us the second week this year of Cyrano (Apollo) between stops at Peoria and Des Moines. He brought back substantially the same cast as labored at the Blackstone last Spring; the ever lovable Whitford Kane who has perhaps played more parts on Chicago stages than any other actor; the good looking John Seymour who would be a better looking Christien in his own hair than in the wig they have given him to wear; the suave Reynolds Evans whose wig is better and whose smooth polish well suits the machinations of De Guiche. Cyrano is a long drama, but it could be longer and still one would not tire of hearing Mr. Hampden read those lines so pregnant with expressions of poetic beauty. Although not so well attended as it was in the palmy days of early 1932, this rare classic did decent business and proved again that there is an audience for good old fashioned theatre. Think of Cyrano. It speaks of no perversions, has no bedroom scenes, does not even boast an off-stage adult ery, and yet people go to see it. Maybe the world is not quite as bad as Eugene O'Neill says it is. And maybe Peoria and Des Moines are smarter than Broadway and Randolph Street. A number of miscella neous items of theatrical interest deserve more space than it is possible to accord them in this column. Hidden away in the Chicago Women's Club Theatre are Harvey Howard's unpretentious but vocally satisfying produc tions of The Mi\ado and other light opera classics. Lovers of Gilbert and Sullivan are seeking out the performances and getting more than their money's worth in the ever delightful antics of DeWolf Hopper as Ko-Ko, in the good voices of several well-known Chicago singers, and in the lovely face and form of Virginia Wa're. At this writing the intriguing promise of a show-boat in the Chicago River is threatened by Mayor Cermak's incomprehensible stand that such entertainment should be discouraged as competing with tax-paying Chicago thea tres. We are confident, however, that the popular Ed Wappler will find a way to en' liven so pleasantly the sluggish Chicago River. If Chicago needs anything in these dour days, it is fresh and novel amusement at nominal prices. In the meantime Another Language has a new leading lady in Laura Straub, whose youthful vibrancy gives the play additional romantic appeal and makes more understand' able Philip Faversham's stage adoration, the while she fails to convey the sensitized hurt which gave so much tenderness to Patricia Collinge's performance. And in spite of the lack of plays, Ben Bernie is still conjuring out of the air enough stars to continue his famous College Inn Thursday nights in their pristine glory. Ben is virtually without competition in celebrity gleaning, but is threatened by the November advent at the Opera Club of that swell guy Harry Puck who is going to give the boys and girls of the stage a chance to take two bows a week instead of one. 24 The Chicagoan ROBERTA ROBINSON She came to us from out of nowhere, theatrically spea\ing, but nowhere must be an abode of infinite charm to produce beauty of so rare a quality. When she sings with a voice of limpid sweetness I Am the Most Beautiful Blossom, the motion carries every audience unanimously. Although President Wintergreen choose Miss Robinson's stage rival in Of Thee I Sing, one feels and with no deprecation of Harriette La\e, that he might not have fared so badly if the cards had fallen the other way. PAUL STONE'RAYMOR, LTD. TWO GENTLEMEN OF THE NEW SCHOOL Rudolph Ganz, at the double \eyboard of the revolutionary Moor'Bechstein piano, and Arthur Bissell, leaning benignly over him, are probably the two smartest sponsors of modern music in the town. Flying the colors of the local chapter of the International Society for Contemporary Music, they jointly planned and pro duced programs in 1931 and 1932 that included the most provocative wor\s of Falla, Hindemith, Straw ins\y, Roussel and Ibert. Representatives of enlightened and inquisitive musical opinion, they have succeeded in recreating the past glories of the Allied Arts. They are already at wor\ on a concert scheduled for early in the spring. 26 The Chicagoan Dearth in the Afternoon The New Season Provides More Quality Than Quantity By Robert Pollak THIS curious musical season is well un der way by now. The gaudy palace at 20 Wacker Drive stands silent as death. Critics no longer parade up and down Mich igan Boulevard of a Sunday afternoon from one mediocre concert to another. They must be content with one good one. Carmen and Aida ring out in the Stadium, banishing the restless ghosts of the conventions. Mysterious decorating continues in the old Auditorium, but the Messiah has not yet appeared. There seems to be a revival of all kinds of good music in house and apartment, a healthy murdering of piano duets and impromptu chamber music, as if the contemporary shortage of shekels had forced the amateur musician to examine his own resources over again. Best of all, the clients of Frederick Stock and his Rhythm Boys awake to discover how close they were to los ing him and cluster fearfully and gratefully in the foyer of Orchestra Hall. He opened the extraordinary season officially on the night of October 13 in a familiar pro gram of Mendelssohn, Dvorak, Strauss and Wagner with a rearranged and slightly smaller orchestra. Like any bride, he likes to change the living room furniture about once in a while. It is a harmless enough hobby, char acteristic of all alert conductors. In my case the juxtaposition of the first and second vio lins, fated to play hundreds of passages in uni son, can only improve the ensemble. Unlike my musical betters I scarcely notice the miss ing ten men, and console myself with the thought that it is better to have lost the ten than the orchestra. Even the Hew World Symphony sounded well. It can stand a hearing once every five years or so. To be sure the tribute to the land of the free on the part of the good grey Bohemian of Spillville, Iowa, rings as truly American as a slice of schnitzel. We have long since discarded the notion that the negro spiritual must be the source book of the mod ern American composer. And as for Lo, the poor Indian, MacDowell and Charlie Curtis, have polished him off for ever. Even Dvorak is unable to resist scoring that peasant Landler in the third movement. It is sufficient to put the Hew World down as a capable Germanic symphony full of rousing tunes, and let it go at that. Mr. Stock concluded with beautiful per formances of Till Eulenspiegel and the Bac- chanale and Finale from Tannhauser. J. S. Bach, serious competition for any com poser, ran away with the second program. First a splendid reading of the B minor Suite for flute and strings with M. Liegl playing the obbligato flute, and then a reverent interpreta tion of the St. Matthew Chorale-Prelude in memory of Mrs. Glessner. Carl Eppert, one of the winners in last year's NBC composition contest, furnished the first novelty of the season, a symphonic fan tasy called Traffic. As one of the judges in that contest I was struck by the musical bar renness of all five of the victors. According to Deems Taylor there were almost six hun dred manuscripts entered. The five that came to performance and kudos could scarcely have stirred anxiety in the breasts of Gershwin, Carpenter, Sessions or Copeland. What won ders of counterpoint and harmony must have been concealed in the pages of the other five hundred and ninety-five! It is sad to think upon it. Traffic, endowed with an elaborate program, treats with the noises of the metrop olis, a subject that has inspired such divergent talents as Werner Jannsen and Vaughan Wil liams. They both make more of it than Mr. Eppert, whose music is labored, monotonous and jammed with orchestral cliches. JThe third program, ex ploiting a new composition of John Carpenter, was, of course, heralded by many twitterings in the feuilletons of the Mesdames Blair and Field, especially as Mr. Carpenter appeared as his own solo pianist. This writer has such profound admiration and respect for Carpenter that it is honestly unpleasant to record that Patterns does not measure up to the level of the Concertino, the Perambulator Suite, or S\yscrapers. Certain suave and eloquent pas sages in the middle section are genuinely mov ing. There is everywhere that mature feeling for instrumentation, that synthesis of modern harmonic device, by now unmistakably mark ing an original and welcome voice in American composition. But the title gives the show away. Carpenter obviously set about to write eighteen minutes of orchestral episode, free jottings in the notebooks of a composer. On first hear ing, at least, the experiment fails. The piece lacks body; its purposeful formlessness marks it, in terms of Carpenter at his best, a failure. Elsewhere Mr. Stock performed the Marche Ecossaise of Debussy, a student work written on order for a musical Scotsman. Imagine Ravel scoring on commission an overture for the Salzburg Festival based on the tune of Heilige 7\Jacht and you get a pretty good idea of the Marche Ecossaise. The program in cluded the sturdy and successful Portsmouth Point of Walton, the Hovember Woods of Bax, and a triumphant reading of the Tschai- kowsky Fourth. The conductorless orchestra played, as usual, the pizzicato scherzo, a legiti mate stunt that always excites the enthusiasm of the patrons. It might be well, however, for Mr. Stock to abandon the custom. What with 1932 budgets it's no use putting ideas in the heads of the trustees. After M. Salmaggi, the baseball park impresario, skipped town, leaving his opera company sitting around hotel lob bies, the local skeptics turned their attention to the Strotz-Frank venture at the Stadium. So blowsy were Mr. Salmaggi's open air offer ings that, by contrast, the Stadium Carmen sounded like a combination of La Scala, the Berlin State Opera and the Metropolitan. In the first place, Jacques Samossoud is a com petent and dignified conductor, and his or chestra included many of the Symphony main stays. The Carmen of Bourskaya is a properly tough wench, and the diva seems in better voice than ever before. A local gal named Dorothy Herman did a magnificent Micaela. She owns a pure and strong soprano and knows what to do with it. The tenor, Dimitri Ono- frei, a veteran of the Gallo regime, has a beautiful, effortless throat. I cannot under stand why he has never been included in the roster of one of the world's major companies. Martino-Rossi, the Escamillo, is no great shakes, and he suffers torture in the low pas sages of the Toreador song. The Civic Opera Chorus crowded happily about the stage. Caton, Pryor and a Metropolitan girl named Martha Henkel furnished brisk ballet. All in all, one of the best Carmens heard around here in a long time. At this writing the fate of the Stadium ven ture is still somewhat in doubt, newspaper as surances to the contrary. The great open spaces of the main-floor cause serious acous tical problems. Down near the orchestra and far away in the balconies up against the outer walls of the building the hearing is good. In the stretches of the parterre the notes double up on themselves in a confused blur. By way of constructive criticism I suggest to Mr. Frank that he throw his entire main floor open at a dollar parking rate and see what happens. Frank obviously intends to combine popular concert and opera. On October 23 Martinelli, backed up by a symphony orchestra under the direction of Maurice Goldiblatt, sang gloriously the M'Appari from Martha and dropped the furtive tear from Elisir d'Amore. The orches tra obliged with Schubert and Berlioz. 1 HE times may prevent the arrival of a Winthrop Ames or D'Oyly Carte ensemble, but there is adequate Gilbert and Sullivan around. One H. C. Howard has sponsored performances of Pinafore and The Mi\ado in the Woman's Club Theatre up near the Stevens Hotel; and the operetta company out at the Emil Hirsch Center has mounted The Pirates of Penzance with pro fessional skill and aplomb. Howard has a strong chorus, some good local principals in cluding Edwin Kemp, Raymund Koch, Charles Lutton and Dorothy Shure, and a director named Jones who knows his G. and S. De Wolf Hopper joined the Howard forces, assist ing in a ministerial mikado role that he has helped make immortal. The pit orchestra com mitted mayhem on some of Sullivan's better pages during the first week, but our spies tell us that the band has been renovated since. The gang at the Hirsch Center have labored long and passionately at the Pirates. With this performance they (Continued on page 60) November, 1932 27 THE EERIE PERCH OF REIFTRAGER- BAUDE, A TAVERN OWNED BY ONE OF GERMANY'S NOTED SKI-CHAMPIONS. TOP PHOTOGRAPH. ABOVE: TO THE SNOWFIELDS ABOUT THE SCHNEEFERNERHAUS, THE FASH IONABLE NEW HOTEL IN THE BAVA RIAN ALPS. AT THE RIGHT: SKATING IN THE MOUNTAINS AT GAY GARMISCH-PAR- TENKIRCHEN. THE JINGLE OF SLEIGH BELLS CALLS GARMISCH GUESTS TO THE SUNNY SNOWFIELDS. LIKE A GIANT FROSTED CAKE OUTSIDE AND GENIAL WITHIN WINTER SPORTS TAVERN IN THE GERMAN MOUNTAINS. Photographs on this and opposite page from German Tourist Information Bu' reau, Swedish- Amer can Line, and Swedish Railways. i m A SKI-JORING, AN OLD SWEDISH CUSTOM. A THRILLING SKATE SAIL RACE. The North Wind Doth Blow A Ski View of Europe OUT of the North comes the legend of the ancient Norse god Ullr, the patron of ski running and hunting, and of S\ade, the own special goddess of ski runners and jumpers. It is quite fitting that such a sport should have such patrons for there is hardly anything that makes one feel quite so godlike and ethereal as ski-ing. One does not struggle with a motor, one is not dependent on the strength or skill of an animal. One is welded into unity with a slim strip of ash, and then off to the other world of pristine air and hushed forests of sparkling whiteness and supreme exhilaration. We are apt to associate skis too much with spectacular jumps and crowded sports events. There is just as much — even more exhilaration in ski-running which is much more easily learned. In Europe in summer the populace roams over mountain and valley on foot. In winter it takes to skis. From five year old tots to seventy year old graybeards, they set off on the clear sparkling winter morn ings for a bit of ski-running. Ski-wanderers take their tours in winter into the forests and up the mountain sides, spending days and weeks on tour, stopping at quaint little inns buried under frosting of snow and icicles and nestling in pine forests like the candy huts of fairy tales. The hegira of the ski enthusiasts begins in December; the season in Switzerland, Austria and Germany rises from here to its peak in January and February. Sweden and Norway are at their best in the latter part of the win ter. One may travel northward as the season advances to be ski-ing happily in March and April under the Northern Lights in Lapland. Winter sports resorts dot tiny Switzerland on all its mountain sides. The clans gather at St. Moritz, where Agnes and Schiaparelli and the beauties of Paris stroll about in their new midseason clothes, and all the fashion writers cable feverish new notes day and night. But with all the fashionable to-do, St. Moritz does not lose its character of a really truly sports resort. The facilities, of course, are superb. The famous Cresta Run still attracts its coterie of toboggan enthusiasts and there By Ansel Carlson are skeleton races, bobsleigh races, hockey, ice- skating, curling, ski-joring, guides and trainers, sports clubs, galore. It's all very very gay. Of course one doesn't have to cling to St. Moritz to ski in Switzerland. If one wants quiet, peace, and the utter solitude of winter peaks one seeks out the small inns and hotels like Schuders in the Grisons, or Jungfraujoch, a spot for great sportsmen, in the Bernese Oberland. There are delightful hotels in be tween the magnificence of St. Moritz and the primitive life of remote little places — above Montreux and all through the Engadine. In fact you can just about take your choice, or make headquarters at one of the hundreds of hotels and take a ski tour from spot to spot, the country is that dotted with resting places. In Germany too, there are brilliant sports centers and tiny shelters in the most remote districts, for enthusiasm for the skis has spread through the whole southern mountains. The German mountains offer every variety of descents that any one could ask for. The whole winter landscape in Ger many is a magic one — thick evergreen forests, sports hotels and inns perched on high crags, taverns and trees completely swathed in the dry, powdery, sparkling snow and enchanted hoar frost. Ski-ers learn here the excitement of ski- running in thick forests as well as in the wide open spaces which sweep across the German mountains. For genuine inspiration and mag nificent sport the runs from the Eckbauer down to Garmisch-Partenkirchen and from the Brocken to the old ski city of St. Andreasberg cannot be equalled with their exciting swoops down narrow logging roads and woodland paths. Garmisch-Partenkirchen is one of the gayest and most beautiful of the German sports re sorts. A stay here gives one the opportunity to take the mountain railway up the Zugspitze where the loftiest hotel and ski-ing district in Europe spread out before one. Many of the German ski-ing districts now have mountain railways so that one can have the finest part of ski-ing — the descent — without the weary struggles up the slope. The visitor in Germany may go to one of the noted resorts or to a modest inn or lodging house or wander by himself or with a small group from inn to inn, or to huts where provisions and beds are avail able. These are spread everywhere in the mountains, and thorough German signposts cover thousands of miles of the ski-ing districts so that one can easily find one's way from place to place even in snowstorms and fogs. The luxurious hotels are pretty international and fashionable in feeling but good, old-fash ioned German gemutlich\eit is found at the little taverns and lodging houses. Don't miss at least a short visit with their hospitable proprietors. The ski-ing district stretches south from the Harz mountains where the famous Schierke and Hahnenklee sport centers and hotels nestle about the peak of the Brocken. In the Thuringian forest, south of here, everyone skis and bobsleighs, from simple villagers to the princes and kings who visit them. To the east lie the fascinating Erzgebirge and Silesian mountains where the fairy-tale famous Giant's Mountains stretch thickly snowed-in peaks to lofty heights. Long tours along the crests here are godlike experiences, wandering from the grand hotels on to storm- swept mountain inns. There are palatial hotels like the Teichmannbaude and tiny huts and genial inns like the Reiftragerbaude owned by the famous ski-er — Hanns Endler. You should not miss a visit to his baude — it's an experience in sports and in unassuming genial hospitality. The lofty Raupennest hotel, perched like an eagle's nest, hangs over one of the most mag nificent sweeps of ski-ing territory in the Erzgebirge. In the Black Forest and Bavarian Alps of southern Germany the climate is sub- Alpine too and there are tremendous sweeps of treeless slopes as well as wooded stretches farther down where are some of the most beautiful ski-routes of Europe. In Sweden and Nor way it isn't all long, cold, dark winter either. The sun comes back in its full glory in January and in February the ski-ing and winter sports season begins in earnest. During March and April it is glorious, the snow deep and thick and in perfect condition for ski-ing, as smooth as a mirror reflecting the scudding white clouds and brilliant sun. (Continued on page 66) November, 1932 29 The Future of the Past Tableaux Without Men or History Rejuvenated USEUMS are becoming too interesting. Soon they will be a serious menace to legitimate forms of entertainment such as bike races and the movies. First the Field Museum ran the prehistoric dinosaur against Rin Tin Tin in the race for juvenile patronage; then the stars in the Adler Plane tarium started a counter attraction to the Hollywood galaxies. Now there is the new museum of the Chicago Historical Society. Here the past has a future; history is reju venated. I say that with all respect for the subject and the society. It has not jazzed up the past; on the contrary, the Historical So ciety has quite properly picked up the tempo from the funebre in which it is usually written and has restored the original vivace, with the result that history goes marching on in a manner that is at once life-like and — I use the word with the trepidation of one who would not under any circumstances want to frighten away a prospective visitor — inspiring. The Historical Society has achieved this effect by abandoning the old idea of a museum as some sort of mummy case in which the remains are well preserved and seldom seen. Instead of interring relics in row after dreary row of glass cases that would seldom attract a second glance from anyone but the student preparing a thesis, the Historical Society has made its exhibits attractive to everybody. Far from simply preserving the material remains and letting the spirit take care of itself, the society has breathed new life into its memen toes by reproducing, as far as possible, their original settings. For example, the large col lection of Lincolniana is not ticketed and spread about as a bewildering number of sepa rate items. Everything is related and much of it is grouped in tableaux that reenact scenes in Lincoln's life and cause him to emerge from the ages and become an almost perceptible presence in the here and now. The Lincoln parlor is arranged as if it were in daily use. The secretary, in one corner, is crammed with worn copies of Lincoln's favorite books. The wall paper, woodwork, carpet, all recreate the atmosphere of Illinois in the mid-nineteenth century. Still more authentic in detail if not in spirit, is the adjacent Peterson bedroom which is an exact reproduction of the room in which the president died. Here are not only the actual bed, the chair, the scrim curtains and even the original gas jet but also the sloping ceiling and all the actual dimensions of the room in Washington. In addition to these, the Historical Society has built three other exact reproductions of famous spots in history and a large number of period rooms. Of these the most familar is a replica of the foyer of Inde pendence Hall. This is authentic in every proportion and every detail from the columns and arches to the strap hinges and the old fashioned surface locks on the doors. Even By Ruth G. Bergman the crystal chandelier, though wired for elec tricity, is equipped with lamps small enough, apparently, to limit the illumination to the original candle power. The building's main staircase is an adaptation from the Lee man sion in Marblehead, Massachusetts. While those who are fussy about such matters may find it too fine in scale for the large space it occupies, the stairway is a thing of beautiful detail and meets with the heartiest approval of those who care more for historical verity than classic proportion. A successful combination of these elements appears in the two rooms which constitute a cross section of the home of Paul Revere. These rooms are complete even to one exterior wall which fronts a corridor and, with its con venient lattice windows, tempts the passerby to peep in and see what the Revere family is having for dinner and how Americans spent the evening before the invention of the radio. Entering the front door, the visitor finds him self in the living room of an Early American gentleman of means and taste. A narrow, winding stair leads to a large, low ceilinged bedroom. Architecturally, this slice of house is a duplicate of the Revere home in every detail, including even the sagging floors; the furnishings are pieces typical of the period. By means of such flash backs the Historical Society is giving Chicago- ans not a museum but an opportunity to meet their forefathers as man to man. Here past and present are co-existent. Just as the visitor can drop ino the Lincoln and Revere homes so he can see Washington at Mount Vernon and John Kinzie in Chicago. He can, in fact, walk through the history of America from 1492 to the end of the World War. The tour starts, naturally, with the period of Spanish explora tion. Hung in the Spanish setting of rough plastered walls of coquina are the actual shutters and two pairs of doors from the house of Columbus's father-in-law -with whom the discoverer lived in Madeira. Here also are the anchor from the Santa Maria and other price less relics. After America is discovered, we meet the early settlers and walk on into the period of French exploration. Returning to New England and the amenities we find a room of, though not broadly typical of, the British colonial period. In other words, it is a beautiful room such as an Adams, a Hamilton or a Madison might have known, but not one in which the mass of hard working, simply liv ing colonists — or, for that matter, our hard looking for work contemporaries — would have been entirely at their ease. Next door a duplicate of the famous senate chamber in Congress Hall invites the visitor to relive many scenes in the early political life of the nation. This leads to the Washingtons as represented by articles from their home dis played in a room in the style of Mount Vernon. The New Republic Room covers the fifty or sixty years following the close of the Revolution. The growth of the railroads, the gold rush and other centrifugal movements are represented in the Westward Expansion Room. Chicago of the early Victorian period gets decidedly honorable mention in the form of a Pre-Civil War parlor adapted from the former home of a well known local family. This has in it so little to suggest the wooden town that went up in flames some twenty years later that persons who think of early Chicago in terms of mud and hogs may be surprised to see that there were families who lived very elegantly on the prairies in a setting of carved rosewood and flowered satin damask. This atmosphere of ease and luxury is dis pelled by the grim room devoted to the Civil War which goes into considerable detail about the hellishness of that institution. One wall is built of bricks from Libby Prison. The Spanish American and World Wars likewise get a room apiece and Chicago, per se, has five, showing the life of the city from fort to fire and fire to fair. All that the building lacks is a late American copy of an early American home representing the decade of 1920-30. In the section devoted to "cultural and social Chicago" the Historical Society pays a graceful — and I hope not un conscious — tribute to the ladies in that the exhibits are exclusively feminine. The piece de resistance — also created by a woman — is a grand march led by the early cultural and social leaders of the city with nearly a hundred important Chicago women of the following century falling into step behind. The roles are played by Minna Schmidt dolls made in the likenesses of our social leaders dressed in repro ductions of their gowns. Standing on a moving belt, they pass in review and each whirls once, like a demure mannequin, in order to display all the details of her costume. More of those illuminating mechanical toys by means of which modern museums are re- enacting the past are contained in the Dio rama Gallery where eight Chicago scenes are worked out in three dimensional miniature. Here the model of a group of buildings and a section of lagoon demonstrate why those who knew them still talk of the glory that was Chicago and the grandeur that was the Colum bian Exposition. A convenient switch trans forms day into night on the fair grounds. Nearby are John Kinzie 's cabin, 1871 Chicago leaping, gleaming flames, the Rush Street bridge in 1856, the La Salle Street of 1865, and famous old Washington Park race track with the grandstand packed and horses actually coming down the stretch. Probably the most interesting diorama from many points of view, is that which shows the old Sauganash, Chi cago's first hotel, standing on the snow covered prairie. It is a lovely scene but not one to excite the reminiscent envy of those who want the protection of close (Continued on page 60) 30 The Chicagoan JUNE 1, 193 3 Reflections on "It Can't Be Done'' By MILTON S. MAYER PHOTOGRAPHS BY A. GEORGE MILLER The American people, like the man in Mr. Gilbert's Mikado, were born sneering. I do not mean the American people at the time the republic was established, for — from what I hear — the fathers were a modest lot, existing almost entirely on wild turkeys, Indian maize and humility, with a frequent shortage of the first two. I refer, rather, to the current fashion in Americans — not only you and you and you, but you and I. Whether it is the building of a canal across Panama, the mobilization of a competent army of a million men three thousand miles from their base, the flying of an airplane across the Atlantic ocean, or the abolition of tippling, we look upon every attempt to do something that has never been done before with a kind of superior suspicion. The phrase "Oh, yeah?" is the national motto. This superiority differs from the "superior race" psychosis of the British in that we do not limit our derision to the poor primates beyond the boundary but apply it to the family across the hall, the man at the next desk, and the town across the river. The American people are smart, but they are not quite so smart as each individual American. The benign and the evil effects of this attitude might be, undoubtedly have been, discussed at length — but not here. Suffice it that when the gods are smiling and all is right with the world it is no handicap to a man with a vision to be sneered at by his fellow-men. He can wave a cheery "to hell with you" to the doubting Thomases and get a million dollars from Mr. Rockefeller, Mr. Harkness or Mr. Guggenheim to pursue his vision. On the other hand, when the gods are not smiling, as has been the case for the past few years, the man with a vision is on the spot. He is not only jeered, but he is distrusted and even hated; what is more, he can not get a buffalo nickel from Mr. Rockefeller, et al. Let us, then, after the manner of Socrates, apply this body of logic and its implications to the matter at hand. On the eastern edge of the city, on a tract that was wind and water when Stephen A. Douglas laid out the Illinois Central Rail road, a weird spread of structures is being built, hidden from the dimeless by a nine-foot iron fence. This lay-out constitutes the visible trappings of the 1933 World's Fair, or, to designate it by its unwieldly surname, A Century of Progress. Since its conception some ten years ago, the project has met with the jeers and the suspicion of, I think it will be conceded, a majority of the people. Jerking a finger in the direction of the Burnham Building, where the exposition had its first headquarters, or the Chicago Club, where the trustees ate lunch, or the lake front, where the pile drivers were grunting, the good people of the city sang the anvil chorus of "It can't be done." Nor were they alone in their skepticism. New York, where the civic pride is kept in little tin boxes, added a word of encouragement: "The underworld gorillas of Chicago, inaug urating a new campaign of terror, apparently have ended the prospects for holding a World's Fair in 1933." This attitude found an audience in other cities, on God-fearing farms, and, more profoundly than is supposed, in nations like England, where, except for the Manchester Guardian, no newspaper prints anything about the United States except bulletins on the hatchet killings and the gang massacres. Since the nation's juiciest hatchet killings and gang murders have had a long-standing habit of occurring in Chicago, the city years ago acquired the reputation of a place to keep away from as long as you could — something likes Hades. The second, and more thoughtful, basis for skepticism was the belief that World's Fairs constituted a delight whose day was done. The institution made its first appearance in London in, I believe, 1856. It was a development of the county fair that began in England two centuries before, and the county fair was a development of the harvest festival that relieved the stodgy existence of the serfs in the middle ages. There are two principles underlying the institution. The first is an opportunity for people who live dull, isolated lives in the hinterland to gather with their kind and spend a bliss ful day or week in congenial frivolity. The second is an opportunity for these people, and for all people, to witness the marvels that are being accomplished in the world and to celebrate the accomplishment of those marvels. The belief was that the developments of the past half century, and in particular of the post-war period, had invalided those prin ciples and that World's Fairs were no longer necessary. Now whether these two large contentions — that Chicago is a dangerous place and that world's fairs are no longer an attraction — are sound is an important item, but one that will be considered at another time, since it is not germane to this discussion. The fact is that these contentions served as the basis for a whispering — nay, shouting — campaign against A Century of Progress in all quarters. The deleterious effects of this campaign must not be minimized. Up until October of 1929, however, no one had ventured that there would not be enough U. S. currency in circulation to float a world's fair in 1933. Why should anyone make such a prediction? Were not the Republicans in office? Were not the Republicans the official, as well as the divine, guar antee against hard times? Had not Calvin Coolidge and Herbert Hoover promised prosperity forever? And did not politicians always keep their promises? There was still some poverty, it was true. True, too, there were still some people who were losing money or not making any. But it is a matter of record that during the three years that led up to October of 1929 you could not throw a bag of popcorn out of an "L" window without hitting a millionaire . Came the dawn of depression, and indifference and disin terest turned to sourness and distrust. It was not only a fact that "it can't be done," but it was also a demand of "what do they think they're doing over there? We've got something else to think about besides world's fairs." Whatever skep ticism had been volatile during the boom days then crys- talized into positive disbelief. They were crazy if they thought they could put on a world's fair when the world was broke. Why, where would the money come from? Chicago was the most bankrupt city in the United States. And the millionaires were dropping out the windows as fast as they could get accommodations. But the fools went right on building, right on planning. They made surprisingly few retorts to their attackers. The relations shifted. The indifference now appeared to be on the side of the exposition crowd, and the claims were all being made by the citizens. It was puzzling, it was irritating. But in the meanwhile, those cities and countries far enough removed from the scene to have a fair perspective began to "come around," as we professional yachtsmen say. They saw a group of men, obviously as hard hit by the economic cataclysm as anyone, holding on like wolverines to this pre- depression vision, giving not only of their money but of their energy. There was something in it reminiscent of the "go" Chicago spirit, of the boast that Chicagoans themselves are accustomed to disdain — "I Will." They were familiar, in other cities and other countries, of the tradition of Chicago — if anything a mere one hundred years old can be said to have a tradition. They knew about Fort Dearborn, they knew about the flood of '48 and the pestilence, they knew about the fire of '71, and they knew about the Fair of '93. Each of these events had presented a gigantic problem to Chicagoans, and Chicagoans had pulled through them all with a will that, even if it were not recognized at home, gave an impression abroad of indomitable vigor. Chicago might not be a good city, but it was a great one. Within the gates the sneering and the snarling was unabated. From the lake front came the laconic statement with a tantalizing persistence: "A Century of Progress will open at 9 A. M., June 1, 1933." Will it? It will. Why? There is a general answer which may or may not satisfy: It is the Dawes boys' World's Fair. It has its own Dawes plan. The Dawes boys have been batting in the big leagues for some time now, and they have yet to strike out. They have come through in banking, in politics, in the military, in utili ties, in international diplomacy, and in oil, and without a flop. If they are not good business men, then there are no good business men. Now those who are not satisfied with this answer point to the long line of good business men who have been licked by the present crisis. Granting that the depres sion has bowled over the best of them and may lop off a few more before it has run its course, here is the reason — Dawes boys or no Dawes boys — why A Century of Progress will ring up its curtain on schedule: Twenty million dollars of private and corporate — not public — money has been invested in the exposition. This figure is specific. It does not mean that the Fair is "a twenty million dollar exposition" in the sense that Barnum and Bailey's circus was "the greatest show on earth" or Mistin- guette's lower extremities "the million dollar legs." It means that private industries have contracted for $4,500,000 of space and construction, that concessionaires have contracted for $4,650,000 of space, that eighteen states have appropriated $2,000,000, that the United States of America has appro priated $1,000,000 for its own exhibition, and that individuals have invested $10,000,000 in the form of a bond issue. Those figures are, as the business office puts it, in black and white. Add to them these probabilities — if you are still skeptical, call them possibilities: 1. Thirteen foreign nations have accepted President Hoover's invitation to participate. These include all the major powers of the world except Great Britain, Germany, and Austria, and official committees in these and in fifteen other countries are functioning. Only Greece has definitely declined to participate. None of the appropriations already made by these countries is as yet listed as part of the general investment. 2. Twenty-six states, besides the eighteen which have accepted the invitation to participate, will consider at the next session of their assemblies the reports of committees appointed to visit and investigate the Fair. 3. A sum of $600,000 in advance ticket sales — made in 1928, $500,000 taken in at the gate (ten cents a throw) this past summer, and forty per cent of the space yet to be sold — and sales are going faster, not slower, as the opening date draws closer — may be included among the minor assets. There are, roundly, 280 corporations which have signed contracts for space or for the erection of buildings of their own. These include the American Telephone & Telegraph Co., Crane Co., International Telephone & Telegraph Co., Radio Corporation of America, Stewart-Warner Corp., Western Union Telegraph Co., Westinghouse Electric Co., American Steel Foundries, Baltimore & Ohio R. R., C, B. & Q. R. R., Chicago & Northwestern R. R., Chicago, Milwaukee, St. Paul & Pacific R. R, Chicago, Rock Island R. R., Illinois Central R. R., New York Central R. R., Pennsylvania R. R., General American Tank Car Corp., International Harvester Co., Otis Elevator Co., Packard Motor Car Co., The Pullman Co., The Studebaker Corp., Elgin National Watch Co., Illi nois Steel Co., Inland Steel Co., National Cash Register Co., Phoenix Hosiery, Pure Oil Co., R. R. Donnelly & Sons Co., Eastman Kodak Co., Union Carbide & Carbon Corp., Inter national Nickel Co., Johns-Manville Corp., Chrysler Sales Corp., Coca Cola Co., General Foods Corp., H. J. Heinz Co., Kraft-Phenix Cheese Corp., Libby-McNeill & Libby, National Biscuit Co., Standard Brands, Inc., Household Finance Corp., E. I. Du Pont de Nemours & Co. This sounds a little like what the advertising agencies call "the blue book of American industry." The question may arise, since these corporations have not only patted A Cen tury of Progress on the back and said "Go to it," but have also contracted to spend thousands, and hundreds of thou sands, of their own dollars: Are they crazy? Or, if seeing is believing, mosey over to the Fair grounds and ask a question every time you see a steam shovel. Chicagoan or visiting nabob, the routine runs: "What is that big steel framework over there? — it looks like a factory." "It is a factory, my friend. It is the General Motors Build ing, where automobiles will be assembled for them as enjoys seeing automobiles assembled. The little plant is costing G.M. exactly $1,250,000." "And those piles there — that looks like something." "So it is— it's $500,000 of Mr. Chrysler's money." "Here's something pretty well under way — some sort of building, it looks like." "Sears Roebuck is doing that — just for fun — about $400,000 worth." "And what's the idea of the deep hole over here?" "Sorry, but it has to be deep ; a 600-foot steel tower goes in there. Another one goes in down the road apiece. Nifty little cars will rocket between them — at a hundred, or two, miles an hour. Just the thing for the kiddies." "But doesn't it cost like the devil to set it up?" "They do come a little high — $940,000." "But egad, man, is the exposition spending a million bucks on a roller coaster?" "The exposition is not spending one peseta. It's a con cession. The builders make the entire investment— if there's a profit, we split with them ; if there's a loss, they take it." "They must be a lot of monkeys, whoever they are, if they think they can make money on an investment like that." "I'm not sure they are monkeys. They're the Great Lakes Dredge & Dock Co., the Inland Steel Co., the Otis Elevator Co., and John A. Roebling's Sons — you know, the Brooklyn Bridge Roeblings." "What's this empty lot for? Won't there be anything on it?" "Not until next week. That's when they break ground for the Firestone Company's model tire factory. It'll cost the Firestone boys $450,000." "And what's this?" "The electrical group." "And what have you got this hall in it for? What are you going to fill it with?" "Why, come to think of it, we're not going to fill that. General Electric is going to have a little exhibit there. It's costing them half a million." And it goes on that way. Now, these are facts and figures and structures. They are not hopes and they are not promises. This exposition will run for 150 days. Within six months after the Fair has closed, the land on which it stands must be cleared, according to the agreement between the exposition and the South Park Commissioners who own the sky above, the earth below and the water beneath the earth in that part of town. For clerical work or pop corn stands, buildings can be made of paper. But for heavy manufacturing — the assembling of automobiles, for instance — and for 600-foot towers to support rapid transit lines, temporary structures cannot be utilized. This means that the General Motors building is a permanent structure. A permanent structure for 150 days' use. Then it will be torn down, as buildings which have stood for fifty years are torn down. General Motors is, as I have noted, spending a million and a quarter dollars on this plant. Aside from the faith of the corporation's directorate that the exposition will ever open, let us ask what bearing this investment has on the scheduled opening of the Fair. Fairs that are not able to open on schedule are postponed a year — as was the Colum bian Exposition in 1892. It is cheaper to open them a year later than a month late, because there are only 150 days of World's Fair weather in this part of the country. If the directors of General Motors had had a suspicion several months ago that A Century of Progress would open June 1, 1934, instead of June 1, 1933, they could have, and would have, put their $1,250,000 in the bank for a year and started building twelve months later. You figure out the interest on $1,250,000 and see how you like it. I do not think that I will be shouted down when I say that getting blood out of turnips is child's play compared with getting money out of the great — i.e., solvent — corporations in this year of very little grace, 1932. But the Dawes boys and their hardy little band have done just that. Not only has this little band been patient and generous and persevering, but it has turned out to be amazingly business-like. "Amazingly," because although business has always been the one thing the Dawes boys don't do anything better than, nevertheless when they went into this even their best friends wouldn't refrain from telling them that they were wading in deep water. But they kept right on wading, and after three years of it they are still able to holler that the water's fine. The Dawes plan is bold, like Charley, and conservative, like Rufus. It consists of two ingredients: 1. A Century of Progress is not a taxpayers' Fair. 2. A Century of Progress is living within its income. It is something new for Chicago, and for most of the world, to have a World's Fair set before it with this inscription: This exposition didn't cost you a cent, and you're welcome to it." The Dawes boys spurned federal subsidy and refused to ask for state or municipal subsidy. For the '93 Fair the United States appropriated $2,500,000 and the City of Chi cago $5,000,000. For the Louisiana Purchase exposition in St. Louis in 1904, the City of St. Louis appropriated $5,000,000, the federal government appropriated a similar amount and in addition made the exposition a $4,600,000 loan. For the Panama Pacific exposition, in San Francisco in 1915, the State of California and the City of San Francisco each appropriated $5,000,000. In addition, public subscrip tion raised the sum of $5,600,000 in '93, $5,000,000 in '04, and $5,700,000 in '15. All of this money is, very properly defined, the taxpayers' money. For A Century of Progress, the total donation by the tax payers is $41,500. This figure represents the interest on the $593,000 raised in April of 1928 by the sale of "World's Fair Legion" memberships at $5 a throw. But except as an evi dence of faith, this $593,000 simply constitutes an advance purchase of admission tickets to the exposition, since each "Legion" member received ten admission tickets, and the gate charge when the Fair opens will be fifty cents. The federal, state, and municipal governments donated a total of $00.00. (Congress appropriated $1,000,000 for a federal exhibit and the Illinois Assembly appropriated $350,000 for a state ex hibit. Neither of these represents a direct donation to the exposition corporation.) The $41,500 interest on the advance ticket sale of 1928 constitutes the entire cost of the Fair to the taxpayers. The Dawes boys' second unprecedented departure in the erection of World's Fairs has been the building of the thing on a cash basis. Officially, of course, the skepticism never bothered the Fair's officials. Even actually, it is hard to believe that under cover of darkness they have had any qualms or regrets. I say this because from the very first they knew where they stood — everything that was put into the ground or on it was paid for. A Century of Progress will be no bigger and no better than the willingness of the world to invest in it warrants. "We are going to this party on June 1, if we have to go in our undershirts," Rufus Dawes remarks with a preciseness that reminds a listener of the relationship between him and another Dawes. "As things look now, we'll be able to wear a stiff shirt, a cutaway coat and a plug hat. But we know this much: we'll have enough clothes on to make it legal. A Century of Progress will open solvent. "A year ago I was partly amused — partly irritated — to hear people say that we were ahead of our building schedule. We have no building schedule — never have had any. As we get the money, we build. Our only schedule is one that demands that we open on June 1, 1933 — whether we have ten buildings or a hundred. The gods have been good. We shall have a hundred — or more. But if we had had only enough money to build ten, the exposition would have opened with ten." This is a new kind of World's Fair; new in every way. It has a new kind of outside and a new kind of inside. It is being erected in a new kind of way. It is a close corporation — and, what is more, a close corporation on which the pro moters refuse to take a profit. It is a private party — the biggest private party ever thrown. The world is invited — and the world stands to lose not one cent, unless the spectacle is not worth the four bits it costs to get inside. If the current signs of recovery keep right on rolling along for the next six months, it will be a happy, hopeful world that responds to the invitation. But rain or shine, depression, prosperity or anarchy, A Century of Progress will open June 1, 1933 — and at 9:00 A. M.— not at 9:05. Thanksgiving Suggesting that the National Festival May Have a Basis, After All By Richard Atwater ("Riq") I THINK it must have started in this way. Believing the serpent's promises, Adam and Eve had eaten of the tree of good and evil, with results that they by now knew only too well. A year had come and gone, in the prepos terous wilderness to which they had been exiled from Paradise. Eve had lost her beauty, and been sick. A terrible, unbelievable thing had happened. She had only now recovered from it. Little Cain had been sick, too, at least he was always crying. It had all been a lot of trouble. They were getting along, though, somehow. The infant was asleep now. Cain was in the cave, asleep, under a fur. Eve never wanted to leave Cain. She liked him better than she did Adam, Adam thought. Eve was getting her looks back, though. He sat near her, now, not far from the cave, out in the grasses near the quiet lake. It was night again. The night was still not too cold for them to sit there, dressed in their furs from the animals Adam had killed. Above them the stars glittered, white and cold and remote. Dead leaves from the dying trees floated in the lake, in whose darkness the ghost of the stars moved vaguely. It was a cold, bright world glittering around and above them. Adam looked at Eve, and his heart hurt. He had been betrayed, somehow, and she was part of it. He might not have believed the serpent, if Eve's beauty hadn't insisted the serpent's prom ises were the thing to listen to. So, now, they were in this uncomfortable wilderness. It was all right once in a while, like before the sun had gone down that day, when Cain had grinned up at him from Eve's arms before she put the child to bed in the cave, and Eve had looked at Adam and smiled. He had gone out and plucked a flower, and brought it back, and put it in Eve's hair. And then she didn't kiss him. Cain had cried, and she had petted Cain till he went to sleep. Maybe Cain was going to be sick again. Things could die, Adam had found out. Eve had been sick, and she had nearly died. Not that time. What an awful world it was. There she was, near him in the night, under the stars, and instead of looking at him she was looking up at the sky. Her face was soft in the darkness. There had been a time of warm, naked Paradise, and she had betrayed them both. She had suffered for it, but so had he. Now she sat there like a fool, looking up at the glittering heavens. Paradise was above them now, ever so re mote and beautiful and mocking. The stars of Paradise looked down. The two of them could only sit below, helplessly, a little differ ent from each other and yet so much alike, in their exile together. There was still a warmth in their limbs, but that too would die. And over them a dome of lights would still dance, a white dream of delight denied them. Her breasts moved softly with her breath. The white silence up there above them was breathless. Or did the lights up there shimmer at her breath? How dumbly she sat there, near him. If he told her ¦what he was thinking, and how his heart hurt, would she understand? He wanted to tell her these things, and more, with a fierce, hopeless joy in telling her, and then seize her in his arms, although the end of kiss ing her was always another puzzled helpless ness. Her eyes, too, were like the stars. Beau tiful and silent and not really comforting. Was all beauty only something to betray him? She 'was the one thing in the whole world that was like him, and she was also a thing apart from him, as if she were a tree, or an animal that could not be trusted. How the stars up there danced endlessly. A thousand eyes, ablaze, and looking down at them. They were look ing mockingly down at his Eve. They would take her from him in the end. He could reach over now and take her in his arms, but that would do no good either. He could seize her and carry her off with him to their bed in the leaves, in the cave he had found, where the stars could not look at her with their eyes. But even so — She was moving over to him. He took her in his arms, while the hurt in his heart felt better. But she had only moved over because she was tired. She lay impassively against him, and shut her eyes. She was going to sleep. Her hair -was soft and dark against his face. The flower he had put in her hair was dry and wilted and dead. His fingers took it from her hair, he crumpled its dryness and let it fall to the ground. He kissed her lips, but she was asleep, so the touch was meaningless. He put her down, gently, in the grasses. She stirred, moved, and lay there, motionless, in the darkness. The lake made a soft, lapping noise. Adam stood up and raised his head back, defiantly, at the sky. The stars glittered on, like the eyes of countless hostile animals in the night. He faced them alone. Eve, asleep, had left him alone again with his pain. All over the cruel bright sky the stars danced. He had climbed the mountain once, on just such a night, when Eve had gone to sleep. On the mountain top he had reached up to the sky, and it was as remote as ever. There was not to be a Paradise again for him. He raised his arms now, stretched them upwards in futile anger. I he wind was coming colder from over the mountain. Adam went back to Eve, and sat down beside her in the cold grasses. He lifted her head into his lap. She muttered something, and stirred, and clung to him. Her eyes opened a little. The stars shone in them. It was a cold, bleak, puzzling world. Let's go to bed, he said to Eve. He helped her to get up, sleepily. They stood together, in the night, his arms about her. I threw the flower away, he told her. The flower I put in your hair. It was dead. It lay in your hair, and even so, it died. She leaned against him, and put an arm around his neck. She was a kind of Paradise, he thought. Kiss me, he told her. Kiss me, and I will bring down the stars, and scatter them in your hair. He knew this was a lie. He couldn't reach the stars. But it pleased him to say it. It pleased her, too. Maybe she thought he could do it. Or was she laughing at him? Her lips smiled faintly in the starry darkness. They walked slowly, arm in arm, through the grasses and into the cave. He helped Eve cover Cain with another fur, for it would be colder still before the night was over. It was utterly dark in the cave, and the wind was cold. He and Eve would need another fur covering, too. He was glad he had killed the animals. Now he could not see her, but all that was left of Paradise was in his arms, under the furs. The stars could not see her now. There was not any flower in her hair, only his fingers that twined fiercely in it. For tonight they were safe in the blackness. Here was warmth and forgetfulness. He wanted to tell her how his heart sang happily against her warmness. There was a word for how he felt, but no need for any word, now. He would think of the word later. Now, nothing else that could ever happen was of the slightest importance. Thanksgiving is an astonishing word. November, 1932 39 Lady of the Evening The Gown, The Glove, The Bag By The Chicagoenne ONE does get tired of saying that they have done it again, or that they are outdoing themselves and things are lovelier than ever. But that's what they are doing, these clever designers. Evening things, especially, are quite bewilderingly beautiful this season — in color, in fabric, in line, in doodads to accompany them. They really are so graceful and becoming that our grand children won't think us ridiculous, as we were in the short skirt period and a few others of sour memory. The evening scene glows with strange but lovely colors. Though black we always have with us, of course, other colors are just as important and the black is usually accented by splashes of color or metallic motifs. Wbite is pretty completely crowded out by the striking greens and reds and browns and grays. The rise of gray is one of the most remark able stories of the season. It appeared tenta tively here and there in wools and coats in the early showings and then began boldly shoul dering into the evening picture till now it is very secure and very much a high fashion. It's a happy choice too because gray is not apt to become a Ford of the "sell 'em by the hun dreds" stores. Somehow gray, like black, must be smartly done in fine fabrics and fine tones to be really convincing. But when it is shown in exquisite fabrics it is very, very good looking. Betty Wales has a stunning Lanvin model in crinkly matelasse crepe in the two tones of which Lanvin is so fond this year. The skirt in a dark taupeish ON THEIR WAY TO THE GAIETY OF NATIONS, THIS PAGE: A CRINKLE CREPE IN TWO TONES OF GRAY, REPEATED IN THE SHOULDER RUFFLE AND FLOWERS. BETTY WALES. A DARING SQUARE BACK DECOLLETAGE AND METAL BELT ON A SOFT GRAY VELVET FROM SHOP OF THE FOUR SEASONS. THE FAIR. MAINBOCHER'S BLACK VELVET GOWN WITH SLEEVES TURNED BACK TO SHOW A TEA ROSE LINING. LITTLE SHOP. RIGHT PAGE: BLACK CRINKLE CREPE AND GLOWING RED VELVET FOR BODICE, STRAPS AND SASH LINING IN A MAGNIFICENT VIONNET AT THE LITTLE SHOP. BANDS OF FUR AT THE ARMS ACCENT CHARTREUSE OF A VELVET BETTY WALES FROCK. COQUE FEATHERS FLUTTER GRACEFULLY ON THE ARMS OF A RED PAYSANNE VELVET. LITTLE SHOP. BRILLIANT EMERALD SEQUINS GIVE TREMEND OUS DASH TO THE CAPE AND CROSSED STRAPS OF A BLACK CREPE. BETTY WALES. A HINT OF THE LOWERED WAISTLINE IS GIVEN BY THE WIDE RHINESTONE GIRDLE OF THE GRAY CREPE FROCK, EXTREME RIGHT. LANGTRY. gray blends into the light gray of the bodice and two ruffles about the neck end in flowers of the two tones in gray. Princess Rostislav at the Fair has a luscious bit in a pussy gray in soft dull velvet with the most flowing graceful skirt, a demure high neck in front and just no back at all. This introduces a theme note that appears in many of the season's things — a touch of metal. The front of the belt is a flexible silver metal which ends in soft ties of the gray vel vet. Belts and clasps and buttons of metallic substances, or rhinestones or brilliants add this note of dash to many frocks. A wide brilliant girdle encircles the gray Scarpa crepe frock sketched from Langtry and it's specially effective with gray. The brilliant touch is repeated in the jewels of the season. Dazzling rhinestone baguettes in closely fitted modern designs are featured for evening things at Frederic's. They are used in the interesting necklace and earrings illustrated and in the gay new little fob pins which are worn like the old watches we used to pin to our bosoms. Brooches are back too, goody goody, in clusters of rhinestones or in antique types. These are done both in reproductions and in lovely real antiques at Frederic's. Another effective touch in costume jewelry is the new Sparkling Burgundy tone which is almost a true pigeon-blood and is quite heavenly with grays, wines and browns. The Little Shop does de lightful things in blending colors. A glorious dress from Vionnet in black crinkle crepe has velvet bands in an opulent red twisted at the 40 The Chicagoan bust and looping over the shoulders to twist way, way down in back — brazen but divinely graceful on the gal with a good figure. And a long, long sash (I li\e sashes) of wide black lined in the red velvet. Very flattering tea rose crepe lines the wide shoulders of a black Mainbocher dress here, and shows when the shoulders are turned back a little as they are in the drawing. This gets away from the ubiquitous high neck and has a V in front and down to the waist in back with a cluster of tea roses at the base of the V in front — very feminine and charming. For your very dashing moments you couldn't do better than the striking red in Paysanne velvet at the Little Shop, too. A very low cowl neck switches to two straps in back and brilliant red coque feathers encircle the arm to flutter gracefully with your every gesture. Tones like crushed pur ple grapes or deep plum are highly fashionable and vastly becoming. They make white skins simply dazzle. A charming Directoire gown at Betty Wales combines the lustre of peri winkle satin with clusters of dull purple velvet flowers, and a purple buckle holds the straps at the low back. The jacket with this is delightful — a little purple velvet affair with puffed sleeves. Fur continues in high favor. The Betty Wales dress sketched in a soft chartreuse vel vet is accented by bands of fox. A white galyak cape ties over one of Langtry's black Fantaisie crepes — a sort of silk pique. This has a wide belt too of flexible metal, shimmery and very magnificent like something out of King Arthur's days. All the cotton weaves seem to be duplicated in silks for the further bewilderment of the fashion writer. And then not all the evening dresses are silk. Betty Wales has a silk jersey in a green diagonal weave which really blends beautifully with a boa of purple velvet flowers which define the edge of a dashing cape. The Little Shop does a black dinner dress in the sheer wool which is creating such a furore. This is a (Continued on page 66) NEW EVENING ACCESSORIES. BLACK SUEDE BAG AND QUAINT MELON SHAPED BEAD BAG, PERFUME BALL, FROM MCAVOY. KID MITS, BROWN CHIFFON KERCHIEF AND PEARL AND RHINESTONE BAG SELECTED BY PRINCESS ROSTISLAV, THE FAIR. BRILLIANTS IN PENDANT EARRINGS, A MODERN RHINESTONE NECKLACE AND BROOCH, A NEW ORNAMENTAL SILVER COMB WITH BRILLIANTS. FREDERIC'S PEARL SHOP. November, 1932 41 ANTIQUE CHARM The battle waxed hot and furious a few years ago. Modernists swept away tradition and their foes held up their hands in horror at the faintest suggestion of an angle. The battle was good for all of us. Musty traditions and freak new ideas weakened and were left by the wayside. The true beauty of modern design remained — and the truly beauti ful of the past centuries remained. One can now be modern or one can cling to fine traditions, or both. There is nothing freakish, for instance, about the strong but simple lines of the furniture in the modern bedroom done by Mandel Brothers, and there is nothing musty about the exquisite eighteenth century dining room which they are also showing. This series of rooms offers an interesting study in many types of furnishing. There is the attractive colonial living room with its walls of the new composition which reproduces pine paneling CHINESE PANELS AND RARE LACQUER COMMODE. ISABELLA BARCLAY. AN INTERESTING CANAPE AND HANGING FROM ISABELLA BARCLAY. ROCOCO MIRROR AND GEORGIAN CONSOLE. WATSON AND BOALER. ENGLISH MIRROR, LOUIS XV SOFA, AUBUSSON RUG. ISABELLA BARCLAY. CABINET WITH MIRROR DOOR. WATSON AND BOALER. MODERN BEAUTY perfectly, and the unusual striped cotton fabric walls of the bedroom and little dining alcove. In the group of English rooms the eighteenth century dining room has a lovely wall covering which reproduces an old damask pattern. Other wall treatments are shown on the left page, from Isabella Barclay studio, a magnificent old pictorial, and exquisite Chinese panels in series about a plain wall. The furniture groups from Watson and Boaler show a hand some Georgian pine console, beautifully carved, with a green marble top on which are shown a pair of interesting candelabra made from Korean vases. The rococo mirror is Chippendale in feeling and is remarkable for its fine engraved motifs. Below it is an antique chest-on-chest piece from the period of George the First with the original brasses and a door which swings over the top chest and discloses the original mirror on its exterior. A BRIGHT AND LIVABLE EARLY AMERICAN LIVING ROOM. MANDEL's. ?5 ¦:^w:«rl;\.#; % 4 A GROUP OF IRWIN REPRODUCTIONS. SCHOLLE. """¦ ; • • ... MANDEL BROTHERS DO AN EIGHTEENTH CENTURY DINING ROOM. RESTRAINED MODERNISM BY MANDEL BROTHERS. A BRIGHT BEDROOM IN THE COLONIAL MANNER. MANDEL BROTHERS. Urban Phenomena In Comes Winter and Everything That Goes With It ON account of we generally start with long paragraphs (so much a word to you) about the Weather . . . we feel No Leetle Chagrin about the present Sichia- tion . . . really all we can say is that the trees are standing around undressed and what the daily rain storms are doing to our new Velvet Bonnet is Nobodysbusiness! However it IS kinda Nize to pop in out of a nasty day to someone's gay little salon for tea and cocktails . . . fire light making cheerful patterns on the "wall and amusing friends tell ing Fonee Stories. Those gay little Informal Gatherings are More Fun than anything we do all season. The Otho Balls have a handful of people almost every day gathered together around "fivish" in the library. . . . Also more of sich Hospitality can be found at Frieda Foltz's, Peggy and Art Bissell's, Dotty Schmidt's, Peggy Hambleton's, and George and Jessie Artamonoff's. In the evening Things are Pretty Jolly. The Drake is still packing them in at the Cook's-nigbt-out buffet dinner dances. The Gold Coast Room was formally opened with dinner and dancing and one of the Better Fashion Shows staged by Martha Weathered. As an added attraction they have introduced piano selections and a Sunday organ recital by Jane Carpenter of Radio Fame. Not to mention the Luncheon-we-can- afford served daily (with musik) in the Lan tern Room. ... In fact, with a few thousand Balloons "the Palace by the Lake" has come into its own once more! The Congress draws a nightly gathering in the Joseph Urban Room (luncheon dancing on Saturdays) and here you will find everyone and his brother Clapping like Mad for Lopez! Thursday night Theatricals at the College Inn ought to start selling standing room and the good ole Bal Taberin is still a favorite of a Saturday Evening. The Palmer House is rac ing the Blackstone as the Smartest place to lunch. . . . Louie is back at Giro's and All Is -Well! The Service Club Cab aret started the Formal Season this year with No Small Bang ... in fact the Crystal Ball Room at the Blackstone was jam-packed with Debutantes, Would-be Debutantes and a few- years-out girls. Ethel Dixon, who repeated some of the "hits" from the show was unani mously hailed as the Star of this year's Crop. Some of those Spotted at the Supper-dance cabaret -were. The newly married Sophie Bishof in black velvet -with an ermine shoulder cape, Mrs. "Chuck" Peacock in white satin with a cape edged in sable, Lib Drake in brown chiffon, Emmy Bush in a bright print with a cape trimmed in red ostrich, Jane Rowe in white velvet, Tish Channon in a red beaded gown with a blue girdle, Emmy Pope (who sang and danced) in white taffeta, Betty By Virginia Skinkle Dixon in white bumpy crepe and Kolinsky, Jip Peterkin in black crepe and Grace Dewes in pale blue satin with an ostrich feather Lei. The County Fair given for the North Ave nue Day Nursery (pull-eese, Mrs. Owen West being president) at the Opera Club was one of the best Charity Balls we've been to in many a year. It was a mad conglomeration of evening clothes and any-old type of fancy dress. Earle Heffman (one of Bernie's Boys) produced the music and for entertainment they had strolling singers, horse races (and such gambling games), tin -types, stands against the wall for hot-dogs, pop corn, coffee, pie, etc., and all the "stars" from the shows in town entertained between dances. It was Fun! The Junior League had its annual meeting and luncheon at the Casino Club on account of there wasn't enough room at the office to take care of all the members. . . . We're all particularly thrilled that "Dodie" Winterbotham is still playing "leads" in the Junior League Children's Theatre Plays . . . thereby giving an unmistakably Profes sional Finish that doesn't escape by any means, our small audience. Have you heard the story about the old gen tleman who carries a pocketful of quarters and fifty cent pieces about with him? If a beggar asks him for the price of a meal he gives him a quarter . . . whereas if the beggar asks for the price of a drink he gives him fifty cents figur ing that he is down but not out. W E heard an awfully good story about a Cambridge Graduate who married a very beautiful English Girl and proceeded to take her for a motoring honey moon on the Continent. Everything was lovely. . . . They first saw Paris . . . then a few days of scenery such as rows of Nor mandy Poplars in a straight line to the moon and Church Steeples etched in lace against a midnight sky. Suddenly the automobile stopped like that. The next thing the Bride knew was that she was reposing on Grass, she finally found her husband completely knocked out in a Ditch. The nearest Building seemed to be a Nunnery ... so they spent a two months honeymoon in a Nunnery (much to the amusement of the bridegroom's Rugby Pals). We also heard another good story about a Man in a Strange Hotel. He was expected for dinner in practically no time and he never could tie his tie (kinda Helpless). He heard a good deal of noise from an adjoining room so he decided to Try His Luck. Barging into 210 (let us say) he asked an odd Man who was standing around to tie his tie. The Man told him to lie on the bed. When he got to his feet again he discovered pradically the Best Bow Tie he had ever had. "This is a Splendid Job," said he, "but why did you want me to lie down?" "Because," replied the bow- tyer-upper, "I am an UNDERTAKER." A young Bridegroom we know moved to Peoria where he decided to set up housekeeping. Having little or no money he produced a letter from a Chicago Bank which impressed him more than it did the furniture people with whom he was dealing! After reading this impressive document the Peoria Furniture Store decided to let him have enough furniture to fill his entire apartment for twenty-seven dollars down (the rest to be paid ... oh yall?) anyhow the bridegroom decided that the dining room apparatus was a leetle too awful so he decided to hand-deco rate it. He didn't go to work for a week! . . . he painted! He applied the first coat ... it was pretty hideous. He consulted the local Paint Shop and got another mixture. After three such attempts he confides that that paint man told him he had "AN AWFULLY GOOD BASE." Being of Stout Heart he carried on . . . until the seventh coat turned out to be a sort of pastel ox-blood. He left it at that. . . . Being a little bit exhausted at that point. (A nize warm red color satisfies the appetite . . . we are told . . . which is good in these Times.) Marjorie Butler and Gertrude Webster are driving to Palm Beach. . . . Mrs. Otho Ball has returned from Hot Springs. . . . Kay Nel son is v/orking for Lily Heffernan. . . . Jean Richey has been having a whirl in St. Louis. Janet Chatfield-Taylor is visiting in Chicago. . . . Northwestern University's Naval R. O. T. C.'s Navy Ball will be given at the Medinah Athletic Club, November 18, with lots and lots of uniforms being worn all over the place. . . . The most popular spot in the World's Fair Grounds is undoubtedly the "Rutledge Tavern" where one can have Real Southern Barbecued Chickens, etc., and see all the Lincoln relics . . . thanks to Mr. Lawrence Heyworth. . . . 'Bye Now. 44 The Chicagoan Another KLEENEX PRICE REDUCTION! Full size package now costs but 25c Use Kleenex for hand kerchiefs! For remov ing cosmetics, for dusting, for polishing — for everything! NOW-use all the Kleenex you want! Be as lavish as you like! For the price is once more reduced.That big box— for which you paid 50c a year ago— 35c six months ago— now costs but 25 c! 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Picture patterns of the period range from the dually starred Phantom Presi dent of George M. Cohan to the starless Goona Goona of Andre Roosevelt. A Holly wood made thoughtful has varied its menu and reduced the cover charge. Waiting lines formerly pointing the general location of the ticket wicket no longer impede the progress of the seeker after entertainment, and the kind of picture you like, no matter what kind that is, awaits you a little way from anywhere you happen to be. An ideal season, then, to resume the pointless discussions of cinema plots, personalities and performances which a kindly reader body has been generous enough to say were not unendurable. Mr. Cohan's adventure in celluloid passed off a little quietly locally. The Phantom President is a better picture than acclaim or patronage indicated. It is a delightful kick in the pants of political bombast. Perhaps it will gain appreciation as the populace recovers from the recent orgy of balloting. It is also an extremely American document, a superla tive vent for the Cohan talent, an engagingly lyric and wittily wise entertainment. If you missed it, go thou now to thy neighborhood cinema and enjoy thyself without stint. Mr. Roosevelt's adventure in Bali, on the other hand, owes nothing to timeliness, occa sion or circumstance. It falls, by strict classi fication, in the upper bracket of screen items bounded on one side by Stuart Holmes and on the other by the Germans. But it falls, since its story is no less drama because legend, just as positively in the field of contemporary amusement. It happens to be instructive, but do not let that deter you. If you have not been constant in your attention to matters of the screen during the campaign broadcasting, there are reasons for giving early attention to Pay ment Deferred. One of them is because the picture is not likely to be long or widely dis played. It is a bit too good for mass con sumption. Charles Laughton's graphic charac terization is not the stuff of which shopgirls make their dreams. The play is adult, logical, realistic, and the transcription to film is honest. Under no circumstance permit it to pass. Its kind is rare. Curiously, the closest current approach to Payment Deferred, in honesty of treatment and in a certain obscure quality of narration, is made by he-man Clark Gable and she- woman Jean Harlow in Red Dust. It is a lit tle startling to come upon these public darlings in the act of acting, yet that is precisely what they do in one scene after another. It is a little more startling, then, to discover on reflec tion that they rather decidedly outrank Joan Crawford and Walter Huston in the latter pair's performance of the not so different Rain. Perhaps the latter plot has become a little too familiar. At any rate, if one of the pictures is to be chosen, that one is Red Dust. Congo, the month's final contribution to the library of tropical fiction, needn't be considered. Two more pictures owe their success to characterization. These are Tiger Shar\, a singularly depressing play about fishermen in which Edward Robinson wastes a tremendous performance upon an unimportant plot, and Cabin In the Cotton, Richard Barthelmess' current means of return to the classic outline of his Tol'able David. The second is well ¦worth 'while. Joan Bennett's Wild Girl is Bret Harte's Salomy Jane's Kiss wear ing blinkers. It is far too well done to be cloaked thus in mystery. The policy back of all this is among the dwindling vestiges of the silent days when how-to-get-'em-in was con sidered a trick question. Metro-Goldwyn- Mayer discovered the answer long ago, bring' ing out Grand Hotel as Grand Hotel and Smilin Through as Smilin Through to the complete satisfaction and fulsome enjoyment of the multitude. The latter is triply triunv phant with Norma Shearer, Fredric March and Leslie Howard in the principal roles. The Big Broadcast achieves the impossible in combining Bing Crosby and Stuart Erwin with innumerable other prominents of radio and screen to produce a lightly pleasant hour. Less success marked the matching of William Powell and Kay Francis in the promiseful but impotent One Way Passage. Nothing much happens to either, save death, and it doesn't seem to matter about that. 46 The Chicagoan . . . at midnight! At the end of the evening, would you love some fresh-made, fra grant, golden-brown coffee? With an appetizing impromptu snack? You can have it . . . then like a log! Avoid that wretched wakefulness produced by caffeine, that tasteless element in ordinary coffee, which pushes the heart and whips the nerves. Yet, enjoy delicious coffee just the same. Drink Kellogg's Kaffee-Hag Coffee (97% caffeine-free). 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Sackville-West must also include Virginia Woolf 's Orlando of which she, or her ancestral counterpart back to Elizabethan times, is the hero-heroine. It is conceded how ever that both The Edwardians and All Passion Spent are, as pieces of work, exquisite. The new book, Family History, also falls into this category. In general subject it is, how ever, perhaps more of a Galsworthy model, dealing as it does with a family whose grand father, albeit in line for New Year's honors, is still willing to exhibit the lump of coal that founded his fortunes, and with a tragedy as that of Fleur Forsyte. There are two ways of reading a book. By what you can get out of it and by what the author put in. What they can get out of them frequently makes the most dangerous books quite safe for the very young. While a sud den discovery of what the author put in may turn a nice innocuous scholarly stone-deaf old gentleman like Swinburne into a new flag for those to wave who are still hunting unmen tionable things to mention. Literary critics used to say that the first was the only legiti mate way to read a book. Psychoanalysts are now saying that the second is the only way that is really important. Theory apart, how ever, is there anything one takes up with more sense of anticipation than the autobiography of an author. Or lays down, generally, with more disappointment. Particularly in recent years, when authors have felt obliged to use the success-story form. And still more partic ularly in those cases where an author with a gift for fiction sees no reason to let it lapse. Earth Horizon, autobiography of Mary Aus tin, is, one hopes, though scarcely daring to, the harbinger of a new school of author auto biography. Careful to give not only the pic turesque truth of her life, but to probe its motives. Brave in telling things that are diffi cult to tell. From one viewpoint the book is pure pageant. Mrs. Austin's life in young Illinois, with Civil War memories so close that she might almost believe them her own, and the evils Frances Willard crusaded against so vivid that the evils of prohibition seem theoret ical beside them. Then pioneer California and the crowded intimacies of an author with other authors from early Carmel to the England that Wells first startled. As an attempt to analyze and to give the material for further analysis it is of direct value psychologically. There is something about being able actually to walk around in Fort Dearborn. Somebody came up from Indianapolis and did it and by the time she had looked up everything it made her wonder about, she found she was writing a book. With Henry Raymond Hamilton, au thor of The Epic of Chicago, however, it is a case of more than walking around Fort Dear born. It is walking around in the whole his tory of Chicago. Mr. Hamilton's own memory takes him back to Lincoln's funeral, hence to the Chicago fire, Garfield's great speech, and Bryan's cross of gold. The things he had the presence of mind, as boy and young man, to ask of his pioneer great uncle Gurdon Hub bard, take him back if not to the massacre at least to the whitewashed second Fort Dearborn as it looked in October 1818. Once he even thought to ask his uncle, an expert in Indian dialects, whether Chicago meant skunk or wild onion. Hubbard obligingly pronounced, or, more descriptively, spat out, both words for him. Mr. Hamilton is both a student and a collector of Chicago. But what really sets off The Epic of Chicago is this, that Indians and pioneers alike become not historical figures, but people you might meet on the street, people the author himself, or Gurdon Hubbard, did meet. It is something to get the Black Hawk war in terms not of war whoops but of personalities, and to see Chief Shaubenee, too fat for his horse, and unable to speak a word of English, doing a Paul Revere's ride that surpassed the original one on practically all counts. This book for your Chicago shelf without fail. .First novels are quite likely to be too long. That is, over three hun dred fifty pages. Or too short. Write an other fifty pages, says the publisher. Kenneth Horan's first novel belongs in the second cate gory, but as her first novel is also her pub lisher's first publication, they apparently de cided to try an experiment, and leave it as it was. The outcome being nothing short of a discovery. Sometimes it is nice to live in a book for a week or two. But again you like to finish a book in an evening, as you go to the theatre for an evening. In which case it would be nice not to have to do a detective story always but to be able to pick up such books as The Longest Hight. Without laboring the study, Mrs. Horan gives an excellent picture of small town life, of a musical career emerg ing from that background, and of the tangle that love makes of things. oex, spelled with capi tals, shows every sign of being practically on its last legs. Freud himself who once attributed everything to it has now discovered a thing which he has decided to call conscience: he is now studying that instead. While to the all too accustomed reader this sort of thing hap pens. An Oak Park lady came to me in some distress. Hunting about for a nice quiet book to lend a visiting aunt, she had hit upon The Fountain by Charles Morgan. Her aunt had been shocked. But what was shocking about The Fountain? After some thought I replied: the central situation. Into Sherwood Ander son's new novel Beyond Desire, his first in seven years, he would appear to have hurled such odds and ends of sex as might still shock somebody. And he does manage to make some of them still somewhat shocking. But then there is a little of everything in Beyond Desire. It is a study of a southern mill town from mill girls to librarian and doctor's wife, and yet manages a very sly generalized picture of how Chicago literary parties in his day and Edgar Lee Masters' might have looked to a non-celebrated outsider. What matters, of course, being that along with the odds and ends there is also a great deal of Sherwood Anderson. It was a surprising thing some years ago when somebody tried writing history, not as it had always been written, from the viewpoint of kings and conquerors but from the view point of the common man, or as Mr. Coolidge would put it, the common run. It remained however for Lion Feuchtwanger to do some thing still more surprising. To write history from the viewpoint of the Jew. In other words, not of government, or labor, but of money. What he did for eighteenth century Wurttemberg in Power, he now does for the Roman empire of Nero, Vespasian, and Titus, taking as his central character the Jewish his torian Josephus. Josephus as a very young man speaking no Latin went to Rome to get some prisoners released, wrote a history there, returned to Palestine to make history on his own, and then sat down to write that Josephus is a new sort of ancient novel, albeit complete with the traditional kaleidoscope. As we are, by E. F. Benson, bridges the gap between yesterday and today, being a sequel to As We Were: A Vic torian Peepshow. It begins with one of those houseparties where the high-born hostess ¦was queen, tapers off through a houseparty where the friends of her son's fiancee introduce the new note, and so on down through the young people acting as touts for a new winter sports Swiss hotel. It covers literature and politics and eminent men as well as society. Like all Mr. Benson's books it is most persuasively readable. It may be my business to give literary tips, but now and again I get one. For example They Winter Abroad, by James Aston. The Aston part is a pseudonym. In England they have guessed everyone from Norman Douglas — because he wrote South Wind — down to Evelyn Waugh. In other words this is a sly book, in a British way, having charm and a certain amount of daring. One good tip de serves another. To the discoverer of They Winter Abroad let me now suggest my own discovery lor anal: A Tahitian Journal by Robert Gibbings — with forty-two woodcuts. 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Hats veer from one side of the head to the other, up in back or trimmed in front and our curls and swirls veer to emphasize the new line. It's a feverish business but a gay one, and our new glamour certainly compensates for the little study we must undertake with each new outfit. In choosing any cos metic tones it is wise to remember that color always goes up — if you hold the new frock up against your neck you can see what light it casts on your face and then blend your tones accordingly. Black things by day or night invariably steal ¦HBP' • A TREATMENT ENCLOSURE OF MARSHALL FIELD'S BEAUTY SALON, MODERN IN SILVER ALUMINUM, BLACK LACQUER AND JADE GREEN LEATHER MILLER' BERTRAM PRIMROSE HOUSE EYE-SHADOW IN NEW VIOLET AND GREEN TONES; HAIR LOTION COTY FOR FINISHING HAIRDRESS; PRINCESS PAT ICE ASTRINGENT AND TINTED FOUNDATION color. If you enjoy an interesting pale coun tenance the faintly orchid powders give an ethereal pallor. With this you might wear a very vivid lipstick and no rouge or just a touch of a very clear brilliant rouge. Eliza beth Arden's Victoire is a triumphant tone for the black costume and appears in both the lip salve and lipstick. The lipstick is one of her famous group of six which must be mentioned in any talk of makeup. Once accustomed to darting from one color to another in this fascinating little case, you will never do without it. A little chart with the lipsticks gives suggestions for the various colors with which each is best, and you will find that the power of the lipstick is astonishing. The right tone with the right costume color enhances every feature — eyes seem to glow more brightly, the complexion is clearer, everything is changed by a tiny grada tion of color in your lips. 1 o get completely luxu rious and glamorous you should plunge into an Arden Color Harmony box. These are grand affairs all selected for you — the right powder, rouge, lipstick, eye shadow and every thing you need delicately synchronized for your own costume and complexion tones. Well-known beauties have several such boxes so that they can seize just the right complexion for the right dress, mood and time of day. These are chosen for you at the Arden salon and it's more fun than spending the money on a matinee. In the new Martha ^Washington Colonielle lipsticks being shown at Mandel's there are five attractive shades which accent the season's colors delightfully. They are cased in a tricky new black and silver case which flips open with just one touch of one finger and while they are soft they are honestly indelible. Guerlain's new lipsticks are deliciously smooth and not a tiny bit drying though they stick like all get-out. The color tones are lovely and they give that soft, silky fresh look to the lips, never looking thick and pasty, even if you plaster it on generously. And the fra grance of course is exquisite, a faint spicy touch that is reminiscent of Guerlain's rarest per fumes. INOT only do lips change colors but our fingertips must play the color harmonics. One really can't have the same color of nail polish day in and day out. The natural pink which is just right for sports wear fades into insignificance under brilliant eve ning lights or with more striking frocks. The Cutex people have worked out a series of nail polishes which run the chords from colorless to cardinal red and there is a place for every one. Their new Ma\e-up Set, in its attractive chromium metal box, contains three shades of liquid polish — natural for street, sports costumes, and your conservative mo ments; coral to give a delightful accent to pas tels, browns and cool greens, and black; and brilliant cardinal, which is striking with eve ning frocks in pastels and brilliant colors. Certain fabric colors of the season — the off reds, the plums and rubies — simply scream at any red tone in the nails which isn't an exact blend with the red tone in the fabric. When this happens a gay idea is to silver the whole nail with Peggy Sage's platinum polish. Or use a colorless polish. (Continued on page 56) HEDRICH' BLESSING THE HAIRDRESSING AND DRYING ROOM OF MAR SHALL FIELD'S NEW LANCHERE BEAUTY SALON, A STRIKING EXAMPLE OF MODERN DECORATION 50 The Chicagoan 'Wijhiiitu! |f" ft** ittfti mm?.m. The Parkshore Courf • Suburban estate exclusiveness with im mediate accessibility to downtown Chicago and the 1933 Century of Progress Exposi tion make residence in either the Flamingo or the Parkshore particularly desirable. • Both of these splendid hotels are situated on the new Leif Ericson drive, overlooking Lake Michigan and Jackson Park. A Pair of Homes "NEAR THE HEART OF EVERYTHING" ar home You'll find pride and pleasure in welcoming your friends into a home in either of these hotels. The atmosphere of elegance and refinement, evident on every hand, will reflect your personal appreciation of life's finer things. • Telephones: FLAMINGO . . . Plaza 3800 PARKSHORE . . . Plaza 3100 Parkshore So^eI" The Flamingo At the present moment rentals are at their lowest level. Now is an opportune time to decide upon your 1933 home. We invite your inspection of these fine hotels. LAM I A/GO • EXPERIENCED TRAVELERS IN NEW YORK • choose the St. Regis ... for its quiet seclusion ... for its celebrated food ... for its respectful and self-respecting service ... for its con venience to smart shops, theatres and residences . . . and for its mod erate rates: single, $5 and $6; double, $8 and $9; suites from $12. HOTEL ST. REGIS FIFTH AVENUE AT EAST S5TH, NEW YORK CHICAGO'S ADDRESS There is a certain distinction in the very act of choosing a home at Hotel Ambass ador or Ambassador East — the permanent residence of Chicago's social leaders — the accepted choice of visiting notables. Superlative accommodations to meet the requirements cf every guest, from hotel rooms and kitchenettes to extensive suites. 1300 NORTH STATE PARKWAY November, 1932 51 GIFTS FOR THE WISE MEN MAYBE YOU THINK IT'S TOO EARLY TO START RUNNING AROUND PICKING OUT PRESENTS TO PLEASE THE DULL MALE EYE, BUT HARK BACK ELEVEN MONTHS AND REMEMBER THE PANIC YOU WERE IN AT THE MOMENT. ALL OF WHICH JUST GOES TO SHOW THAT THE ODDS ARE AGAINST YOU IF YOU DON'T GET UNDERWAY WITH THE BUSINESS IN NOVEMBER. THE HANDKERCHIEFS SKETCHED AT THE TOP, LEFT, ALTHOUGH THEY ARE OF FINE IMPORTED LINEN AND HAND HEMMED, ARE QUITE INEX PENSIVE. ESPECIALLY SO WHEN YOU CONSIDER, TOO, THAT THEY ARE SMARTLY MONOGRAMMED. IF YOU'VE DECIDED ON TIES, ALL WELL AND GOOD. IF YOU HAVEN'T, YOU WILL PROBABLY SET YOUR EYES ON THESE MAKE, AS THEY ARE, OF THE MOST DISTINCTIVE IMPORTED FABRICS WE'VE SEEN IN SOME TIME. FROM THE MEN'S STORE OF CARSON PIRIE SCOTT 6? CO. THE SERVICE TRAY, FOR COCKTAILS, IS FROM VON LENGERKE & ANTOINE. THUMB THE WHEEL TO THE NUMBER BORNE BY THE COCK TAIL YOU WISH TO CONCOCT AND THERE IN THE SEVERAL SQUARES APPEAR THE SEVERAL NECESSARY INGREDIENTS. AT THE TOP, RIGHT, ARE A TRAVELING FLASK SET, IN A COWHIDE CASE WITH HEAVY NICKEL CUPS AND A WALKING STICK OF GENUINE EBONY WITH STERLING SILVER TOP, FROM FINCHLEY. MARSHALL FIELD'S SHOW THE LOUNGING ROBE SKETCHED AT THE RIGHT. IT'S FLANNEL, IN CONTRASTING COLORS— A BACKGROUND OF THE BASIC SHADE WITH LIGHTER COLLAR, CUFFS, POCKET-TOPS AND SASH AND STILL ANOTHER SHADE OF PIPING— IN TONES OF BROWN, MAROON AND BLUE. THE NEW INTERNATIONAL ALL-PURPOSE RADIO, FOR OFFICE, HOTEL, APARTMENT, STEAMSHIP, CAMP AND WHERE ELSE, IS OPERATED FROM ANY 110 VOLT LAMP SOCKET— DIRECT OR ALTERNATING CURRENT. IT'S ONE OF THE NEATEST, MOST UTILITARIAN ITEMS WE'VE DIS COVERED—WEIGHS ABOUT FIVE POUNDS, 8!/2 INCHES LONG, 6>/2 HIGH, 33/4 DEEP, IN SEVERAL COLORS, ALL VERY COMPACT IN A CARRYING CASE. CHAS. T. WILT COMPANY ARE SHOWING THEM. AT A. G. SPALDING 6? BROS. YOU'LL FIND THE AUTOMATIC FLASHLIGHT. PRESS THE HANDLE AND YOU'LL GENERATE SUFFICIENT ELECTRICITY TO PERMIT IT TO CAST ITS RAYS. THERE AREN'T ANY BATTERIES TO WEAR OUT OR GO DEAD, AND IT'S A BOON TO MOTORISTS, HIKERS, CAMPERS OR HOME-BODIES. THE TELEPHONE STAND PAD IS ANOTHER CONVENIENCE. IT HAS A CALENDAR, THICK SCRATCH PAD AND SLIDING, ADDRESS AND NUMBER INDEX. CAPPER &? CAPPER HAVE LOUNGING PAJAMAS IMPORTANT TO THE WARDROBE OF ANY MAN WHO STRIVES FOR SARTORIAL EFFECT. THE JACKET OF THE SUIT ILLUSTRATED IS CUT AFTER THE RUSSIAN BLOUSE, WITH A SASH AND THREE ROOMY POCKETS; THE TROUSERS HAVE DEEP CUFFS. FROM ANDERSON BROTHERS COME THE ORKNEY HAND-LOOMED SWEATERS. WITH OR WITHOUT SLEEVES AND V-NECKED. GRAYS ARE BEING SHOWN ESPECIALLY, INSTEAD OF BRIGHTER HUES. MAURICE L. ROTHCHILD'S HAVE EXTRAORDINARILY HANDSOME REEF ERS, TWO OF WHICH WE'VE SKETCHED AT THE LEFT. THEY ARE LONG AND WIDE AND FRINGED, IN SILKS AND WOOLS, SOLID COLORS AND ALL-OVER PATTERNS. — F. H. Homes— and single hotel-rooms with true personality! A cultured hotel-home where families — as well as men or women who live alone — find an atmosphere that bespeaks true refinement. Not only the apartments — but every single room is truly individual — arranged) to reflect your personality, to meet your specific tastes and requirements with the co-operation of a renowned interior architect and decorator. Hotel Pearson — with its atmosphere of culture and refinement and its distinguished clientele — offers not only these new and delightful features — but offers them with rentals that make living here economical as well as highly desirable. HOTEL PEARSON 190 E. Pearson Street WINTER BOARDING — Fl NE SADDLE HORSES The Facilities of the famous "Oaklawn Farm" will be available for a limited number of horses whose owners wish the assurance of correct handling and roomy quarters. A large indoor ring, 18 miles of private trails and the accommodations of the Dunham Woods Inn provide an ideal arrangement. INQUIRES — MR. BURT, DUNHAM WOODS Wayne, Illinois St. Charles 36 D U N H A M W O o D s Proper LIGHTING TVltll Debility • • • • Relief from eyestrain is assured with the new "indirect" lamps. Yet the charm of perfectly appointed interiors need not be sacrificed. Many new junior lamps have the indirect feature in the conventional design. The lamp shown has a large bulb for overhead, reflected illumination, and four candle-lamps for ordinary lighting effects and purposes. The base is of green onyx. The shade is of silk lined crepe, hand- tailored and rich. A year ago lamps of this quality sold for $125. This is indeed a"find"at $75. COMMONWEALTH EDISON ELECTRIC SHOPS 72 West Adams Street and Branches November, 1932 5 3 McAVOY 615 NORTH MICHIGAN AVE. GOWNS, WRAPS, HATS AND FURS Financially Responsible Party <^p MAY ACQUIRE WITH INITIAL INVESTMENT OF $10,000.00 FINE MODERN RESIDENCE, MODERATE IN SIZE AND ECONOMICAL IN OPERATION, SITUATED IN THE BEST RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT IN CHICAGO. TWELVE ROOMS -FOUR BATHS - GARAGE. I Address: Box AE, THE CHICACOAN i 407 South Dearborn Street, Chicago 4 ^b^^j^^^i^^^i^^ft^gi^^i^b^^^^^ai^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^K THE PACKARD EIGHT DELUXE SEVEN-PASSENGER SEDAN, WITH SUPERB EXTERIOR LINES AND EQUALLY HANDSOME INTERIOR. AMONG THE MOTORS Winter Is Just ylround the Corner By Clay Burgess WHAT with winter (Old Man Winter, as front page car' toonists insist on calling that season) coming on, and it is coming on, we think you ought to be reminded about now of the thirtyodd things you ought to see to, or have seen to, about your car. You probably hadn't any idea that there were so many things that ought to be done to prepare your car for the winter. We hadn't either un til we read over a list of operations (thirty-three of them) sent out by the Packard people to owners of Packards (and to automobile editors who, more's the pity, aren't that). The Packard service station attend ants perform these operations in preparing Packards for the winter months-,: 1. Clean and adjust spark plugs. 2. Clean and adjust distributor points. 3. Adjust valve tappets. 4. Clean and adjust carburetor. 5. Clean gascolator and screen. 6. Adjust timing chain. 7. Adjust fan belts. 8. Tune motor complete. 9. Adjust clutch pedal. 10. Check brake rods, cables, etc., for proper alignment. Equalize and adjust brakes. Shim and adjust spring shackle bolts. Align front wheels and check steering. 1?. Check battery, water and grease terminals. 16. Tighten battery cables and hold down clamps. 17. Change transmission and differential oil for winter. Inspect ignition system for shorts, poor wiring, etc. Adjust voltage regulator and generator charging rate. Free-up generator brushes and clean commutator. Free-up starter motor brushes and clean commu tator. 22. Check all lights. 23. Clean and polish headlamp reflectors. 24. Focus headlamps. 2?. Test coil and clean ignition switch contact points. Clean vacuum tank and gas oline lines. Clean gasoline tank remov ing water and sediment. 28. Flush radiator thoroughly. 29. Tighten cylinder head nuts. 30. Check cylinder head freeze- out plugs for leakage. Renew radiator hoses if nec essary and tighten clamps. Seal cooling system to pre vent leakage of anti-freeze solution. W^ash car. 19. 20. 21 26. 27 31 32 11. 13. 14. 33. After all, these several operations are important, espe cially when one has not paid too much attention to such little matters during the summer. Anyway, it's a handy check list to follow, whether you take your car to the service sta tion or do the job yourself. There are, too, a half dozen things you just about have to do to whip your car into shape for the 'winter, and to keep it on the crest of the wave till spring. The battery ought THE NEW FRANKLIN OLYMPIC COUPE IS A BEAUTIFULLY MODELED INDIVIDUAL CAR WITH AN AMPLY WIDE SEAT AND RUMBLE SEAT. 54 The Chicagoan to be checked regularly. It has an unusual amount of hard work to do during the winter. If you add water only when the car can be driven off immediately, you'll prevent freezing. And winter lubrication is of utmost importance. Refill the differential and change the transmission lubricant to recommended grades. Because dilution is greater during cold weath er, motor oil ought to be changed twice as often. The radiator should be thoroughly cleaned and the cooling system sealed before the anti-freeze is added. Packard does not recommend alcohol. They have their own factory-ap proved anti-freeze, one filling of which lasts throughout the winter. There is probably nothing any harder on a motor, nothing that causes more rapid wear and tear, than running a cold motor at high speeds. And so — start the motor with a mini mum of choking and let it run at a moderate speed for several minutes. About the brakes during the win ter: roads are always more slippery, so proper brake adjustment is all the more important, because unequalized brakes cause skidding, and who wants to skid? Brake work ought to be handled only by experts. And don't be afraid to use tire chains when the roads are really tough go ing. But after all, it may be a mild winter. W ELL, the new mys tery car is out at last. The automo tive industry has been rather excited about it. And why not? There haven't been many manufacturers with courage enough (or lack of com mon sense, which you will) to bring out a new car, model or series during These Times. And it's Franklin- made. Introduced at the lowest price in the Franklin Company's history, the new Olympic model, selling at $138? for the Sedan, now brings all the advantages of the air-cooled motor to a vastly greater field of buyers. This latest Franklin product is the first air- cooled car in the medium price group, in which there has been a strong de mand existing for years. Heretofore an air-cooled car has been available only to those who purchased in the $2000-and-over class. This new car, in addition to its 100 horsepower, supercharged, air-cooled, airplane-type engine, also features ultra-modern streamlined bodies, X- frame, double-drop type, 60 inch tread, hydraulic shock absorbers, free wheeling, synchro-mesh transmission, Startix, and the highest power for car weight in its class. Economy as well as easy parking, agility in traffic and all around practicality, are claimed for the Olympic as the result of weight saving amounting to 800 or 900 pounds under current Franklin mod els. This new addition to the Frank lin line, in its niche as a moderate size quality car, will be a companion model to the Franklin Airman and Twelve Cylinder models, the company states. Bodies, including a Sedan, Coupe and Convertible Coupe, conform to the sweeping and graceful streamlin ing effect of the modern airplane. The wide 60 inch tread furnishes the designers unusual liberality in provid ing roomy and comfortable seating space, and also conveys impressive appearance in all models. We know what swell-looking models they are, because we've seen them. S ee the 15 SCHOLLE IRWIN ROOMS including Scholle's Pea cock Alley — a striking innova tion in the display of good furniture. CJ There is a room for every outstanding period. Group arrangements or whole room ensembles can be transplated to your home. Prices are extraordinarily low! C| By all means see this unusual display. ^ You are, at. all times, invited to use Scholle's as a convenient place to meet your friends. A Newer Way to View Fine Custom Furniture s good furniture 121 S. WABASH AVE. between Monroe 6? Adams With a brilliant showing of new custom models the Robert W. Irwin Co., now augments and adds new interest to the largest and most comprehensive display of fine furni ture in Chicago. ... In these well appointed showrooms you may stroll at leisure through several floors of beautiful and artistically correct furniture — authentic reproductions, adapta tions of the world's foremost period styles, and original crea tions by America's foremost designing staff. . . . Here you have ample opportunity to discover and make selection of the precise forms you desire. You will not be asked to buy. Any desired purchases may be arranged through your local dealer. ROBERT W. IRWIN CO' COOPER-WILLIAMS Inc. AFFILIATED ? 608 S. MICHIGAN BL. The CHICAGOAN for Christmas One subscription $ 3.00 Two subscriptions 5.00 Three subscriptions 7.50 Four subscriptions 10.00 THE CHICAGOAN, 407 So. Daaiborn St., Chicago, 111. Enclosed find $ ....for which enter names below to receive gift subscriptions with my greetings Hame Address Hame Address Hame ..Address Nawe - - ..Address My Hame Address November, 1932 55 FASHION DICTATES THE FORMAL COSTUME FOR ^ SOCIAL EVENTS 1 en widths ol spark ling ermine skins authoritative and proud, iorm a detach able cape diat tops a trailing purl-sleeved silk velvet wrap. Hie line-revealing sjown is ol white O I'lirfnon. Long liand- Knolted slinky silk Iringe suggests a gracelul animation and the smart l'ig" neckline bodice boasts a deep hack decolletage witk a novel suspender ar rangement. 1 n e Iringed, circular cape is deltly swung across the shoulders and completes a ravish ing tout ensemble. SHIFT CLOTHES, SHIFT FACES Complexions of the Season ™g The ~Njzw Shop On The Avenue RIE-GOinc MRS. LARRY ROMINE • 636 Michigan Avenue, Tsforth STATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MAN- AGEMENT, CIRCULATION. ETC.. RE QUIRED BY THE ACT OF CON GRESS OF AUGUST 24, 1912. Of THE CHICAGOAN. published monthly at Chicago, Illinois, for October 1, 1932. State of Illinois, ) ss County of Cook, { Before me, a Notary Public, in and for the State and county aforesaid, personally api>eared E. S. Clifford, who, having been duly sworn according to law, deposes and says that he is the Business Manager of THE CHICAGOAN, and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge and belief, a true statement of the ownership, management (and if a daiy paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publica- ton for the date shown in the above caption, required by the Act of August 24, 1912. em bodied in section 411, Postal I^aws and Regu lations, printed on the reverse of this form, to wit: 1. That the names and addresses of the publsher, editor, managing editor, and busi ness managers are : Publisher. The Chicagoan Publishing Com pany, 407 So. Dearborn Street. Editor, Wm. 11. Weaver, 407 So. Dearborn Street. Business Manager, E. S. Clifford, 407 So. Dearborn Street. 2. That the owner is: (If owned by a corporation, its name and address must be stated and also immediately thereunder the mimes and addresses of stockholders owning or holding one per cent or more of total amount of stock. If not owned by a corpora tion, the names and addresses of the individ ual owners must be given. If owned by a Arm, company, or other unincorporated con cern, its name and address, as well as those of each individual member, must be given.) Martin J. Quigley, 407 So. Dearborn Street. 3. That the known bondholders, mortgagees, and other security holders owning or holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of bonds, mortgages, or other securities are: (If there are none, so state.) None. 4. That the two paragraphs next above, giv ing the names of the owners, stockholders, and security holders, if any, contain not only the list of stockholders and security holders as they appear upon the books of the company but also in cases where the stockholder or se curity holder appears upon the books of the company as trustee or in any other fiduciary relation, the name of the person or corpora tion for whom such trustee is acting, is given ; also that the said two paragraphs contain statements embracing affiant's full knowledge and belief as to the circumstances and condi tions under which stockholders and security holders who do not appear upon the books of the company as trustees, hold stock and se curities in a capacity other than that of a bona fide owner; and this affiant has no reason to believe that any other person, asso ciation, or corporation has any interest direct or indrect in the said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated by him. 5. That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication sold or dis tributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers during the six months preceding the date shown above is (This informa tion is required from daily publications only.) E. S. CUFFOIUJ, (Business Manager.) Sworn to and subscribed before me this 14th day of October, 1932. [SEAL] BERNICE C. WEIRNEK. (My commission expires Sept. 12, 1936.) (Begin on page 50) All of these are accents which have a close relation to clothes and the occasion, the lighting under which you appear, and many other things. Your own natural coloring must be studied too, espec ially in choosing a powder. There must, of course, be a day powder and an evening powder on your dressing table. Many fine powders are now blended with that subtle orchid tone which is perfect under evening lights, or you can have your salon make an individual blend for you. Princess Pat has interesting evening twins in Mauve Powder and Night Rouge. The powder gives a pearly look and the rouge is very radiant but natural under night lights. Many rouges have a faint undertone of blue or purple which is stunning in the daytime but very purply under lights, so it's a good idea to invest in a special box for evening. In the scented wake of the famous Coty perfumes comes a new hair lotion which is being used by several hairdressers about town. After the shampoo this liquid (clear and thin, not a sticky lotion) is rubbed on the hair to im part a soft finish and a natural lustre that doubles the beauty of the hair- dress to follow. It makes the hair more tractable too and does away with overdoses of waving lotion. But, loveliest of all, it gives just a sugges tion of delicate fragrance which is de lightfully alluring and fresh, instead of the faint "hatty" or tobacco scent which hair collects with such alacrity. Hair Lotion Coty appears in twelve Coty odors so you may select your favorite and tickle your dance part ner's nose alluringly. . . . Always on the trail of preparations to remove stains on finger tips (that wicked nic otine) we bumped smack into the familiar lemon, and rediscovered its wonderful cleansing qualities. A tea spoon to two tablespoons in a cup of warm water removes stains from both the skin and from under the nails. . . . Nicotine does things to teeth too. And whether you smoke or not there are times when your mouth feels sort of sad and stale. Squibb's Oral Perborate sprinkled on a tooth brush or dissolved in water banishes that feeling at once. This compound re leases free oxygen which is stimulat ing and cleansing and freshening — really more fun than a cocktail. And equally good after too many. HOME, SUITE HOME It's Time for City Planning By Ruth G. Bergman ILL winds have been besetting the local building industry for some three years; we have yet to see the good which, according to tradition, they should bring. Undoubtedly some good will result; the danger is that it will all go into the pocketbooks of speculators. As a proponent of good housing for millionaire cliff- dweller as well as slum ant hillsman, therefore, I should like to submit a program of improvements from the ground up — and not too high up. Let us start, then, not with houses but with city planning. At present we have plenty of ice cubes for our cocktails but rarely enough play space for our children. Our heating plants keep us sufficiently warm but our nar row streets and light courts admit far too little sunshine. This is true not only in apartment house neighbor hoods but also in many districts re stricted to one family residences. Consider your Chicago and recall, if you can, the streets where the houses are separated by more than six feet and an occupant can stretch out his legs on the porch — if any — without causing the passing pedestrian to trip over his feet or can enjoy the back yard without interference from the sights and sounds of an unlovely and none too fragrant alley. This is good fun for persons who like their games hard. Even those streets which are adorned with open space show such poor use of it that the lots might be cut in half without bringing neighbor ATTRACTIVE WINDOW TREATMENT FOR ENGLISH LIVING ROOM BY MANDEL BROTHERS. 56 The Chicagoan into closer contact with neighbor or eliminating much of the ground actu ally used by the tenant. The cause ol this condition is the long, narrow lot indigenous to American cities. However deep it may be, its meager street frontage inevitably jams houses together, separated only by party walls or narrow passages and produc ing an effect of overcrowding. The deep back yards which may lurk be hind the tightly packed houses are too narrow for effective use. Though they may constitute as much as sixty per cent of the lot their efficiency is negligible since it is the narrow di mension of the house that faces them. Usually only the kitchen and the de spised back bedroom overlook the lawn while the living room and mas ter's bedroom overhang the noisy street and the dining room fronts the neighbor's dingy brick wall. At street corners, generally, the lots dovetail and nobody has any lawn whatso ever. In the early years of the twentieth century, the kitchen and dining room climbed up out of the basement; recently the recreation room has gone down into it; other wise, the plan of the Chicago row house has not changed essentially since the days of two parlors and one bath. The detached house has shown a little more variety but no great ad vance as regards placement on the lot. There are streets, for example, in spacious old Kenwood, where many houses stand at the north end of their lots and the bedrooms face south over looking as great an amount of gar den as the width of the lot permits. Even here, however, the limitations imposed by the original subdividers result in a length of back yard out of all proportion to the width. Lawn, to be sure, is desirable wherever it is placed but why not place it where it can do the most good? Blocks of apartments are laid out on the same wasteful plan. There buildings stand shoulder to shoulder, squads, companies, regiments of them. If the windows opening on a light court are not exactly opposite those in an adjoining building the occu pants think they have actual privacy. Everybody knows the plan: 1900 to 1915: six to nine rooms in a row strung along a hall like staterooms on a Pullman car; first the living room, then a row of bedrooms with one or two Aathrooms interspersed, a dining room with a three window bay, and at the back the kitchen and maid's room with bath. Beginning about 1915, the dining room joined the liv ing room at the front and both opened into the sunparlor. The kitchen and maid's room occupied the midsection and the family bedrooms and baths brought up the rear. The bedrooms gained light and the kitchen lost ventilation; for the comfortable, old-fashioned back porch the builder substituted a small platform for gar bage pails. .Next came the mul ti-storied bee hives with elevator serv ice and uniformed doormen. They made ample provision for light and air and would have lived up to the promise of all their windows if they had been built in the country. Un fortunately, other bee hives appeared across the street and around the cor ner and the light and air went to him who could climb the highest. The family that now has to live below the pent house must content itself with what sunshine and view are left over after the neighbors have grabbed off their share. The lower floors often have a six months night without the compensation of the midnight sun. Of the street congestion that results from the presence of ten story build ings with four automobiles to a story no Chicagoan needs a reminder. Such conditions are not the inevi table result of urban life. Where overcrowding appears to be particu larly acute and the world seems to be made exclusively of concrete and asphalt, better planning would reveal unsuspected spaciousness. In other words, the trouble is not so much ex cessive lot coverage as it is short sighted lot planning. In the past, the unit was the single lot twenty to thirty feet in width. If we are to have better living conditions in the future we must think in terms of whole blocks at the least, and prefer ably of large regions. As long as each man builds for himself and the devil take the hindmost, the devil will take the foremost and the inter mediate, as well. It is time for everybody to recog nize that there is nothing sacred about the old subdivider's conception of a square or rectangular city block bi sected by two alleys and pegged off into twenty foot parcels running from street to alley. There is nothing con trary to nature in a block of irreg ular shape or in looking at it as a whole and placing houses on it in A HARMONIOUS GROUP OF CHAIRS, CONSOLE AND MIRROR — SCHOLLE-IRWIN. m nnouncing A NEW POLICY IN KEEPING WITH LOWERED BUDGETS Maillard's has introduced a new policy in the tempo of the times. Order any entree that you desire and an entire luncheon or dinner will be served — at the cost of the entree. But, mark you, only the prices are down. The atmosphere, the correct appoint ments and service remain the same. And so does the unusual excellence of the food. It's no extrava gance to lunch and dine at Maillard's . . and it's an event that you'll thoroughly enjoy. Popular Luncheon . 50c Dinner Moderne . $1.00 ¦j?i.in.iimjj.«aawgr«En^jiijinj.Li.i.».i.i.iMiiM».» 308 SO. MICHIGAN AVENUE Phone HARRISON 1060 >f Chicago's THE OLD MEETING PLACE interesting people. THE OLD PICCADILLY, with a new chef who concocts appetizing dishes. Yes, the old Piccadilly with newly ad justed prices for table d'hote or a la carte service. Rooms may be reserved without added charge for breakfast parties, and club luncheons. Bridge teas and small dinner parties are particularly intimate when served in the Studio Bridge Room. The Empire Room is appropriately appointed for gala banquet service. > 3in* JtrU Building 4tO &•**& 9ltl6k\$€m. ~ <2Aicap'o November, 1932 S H A Ll MAR P O W D E P Jbi/ G U E R L A ] N To the elegance of women . . . to the charm of her cheek . . . GuerJain gives his powder. So gentle . . . so suave . . . it is a blended miracle! Straight from Guerlain ... 68 CHAMPS ELYSEES, PARIS . . . it comes . . . to do your skin a priceless favor. And it is scented with Shalimar the gorgeous . . . Shalimar the immortal! Guerlain, 68 Ave. des Champs Ely sees, Paris ¦ 578 Madison Ave., N. Y. C. relation to each other and not in re lation to so and so many front feet. Pave the alleys with grass instead of concrete and call them gardens, face the houses in toward the garden, pull alternate buildings out of line in order that each family may look out on his neighbor's lawn instead of his pro tectively drawn blinds, and immedi ately you have made a remarkable improvement, transforming a cramped and ugly block into a roomy, sunny community without decreasing the housing capacity by one man, woman, dog or canary. If necessary, it is actually possible to increase the ca pacity of a given district while open ing it up to the sunlight and provid ing elbowroom for the residents. Of the countless different schemes for such improvements, one of the most practical as well as ingenious depends upon a skillful use of the old party wall. Instead of lining up the houses side by side they can be placed in a cluster like, roughly, spokes on a wheel. Scattered clusters of this kind are economical of money and space and at the same time provide an amount of privacy and a graciousness of outlook unknown to the old dou ble or row house. One expert who has made a study of city planning has estimated that the entire city of Chicago could be torn down and re built in accordance with the best mod ern standards on twenty-five per cent of its present area. The savings ef fected by the decreased cost of fire and police protection, paving and other public services would more than offset the cost of demolition and rebuilding. We have become ac customed to thinking that in a large city space is at a premium. For that reason, it is hard for us to realize that what we lack is not space but the economical use of it. Experi ments in the east and in Europe have proved, in practice, that it is possible to house more people far better on less space than we have done even in some of our congested districts. In other words, the question is not so much one of the density of popula tion as the distribution. Instead of having front yards big enough only to hold a stunted bush and a bed of petunias and side yards too narrow and dark to grow a representative crop of weeds, it is possible to gather up all these futile little plots into units large enough to provide pleas ing vistas and a chance to see the sun and sky without going out on the street. Chicago had two opportunities in districts recently opened up, Street- erville and the Chicago Beach prop erty, and sold them for a mess of mortgage bonds now defaulted. There, if possible, the streets are nar rower than in the slums and the height of the buildings reduces the width to a mere thread. What price elevator service and parking space for perambulators if there is only one tree per ten families and not a flower visible anywhere except in a pot or a vase? The need for new and better plan ning does not exist only in the minds of idealists; it is a very pressing and practical necessity based on good eco nomics and scientific sociological data. If we do not reclaim the American city's blighted areas — and they are not in the slums alone — they will eventually spread until they choke the city to death. IT'S A GREAT RACKET But You Can Turn it Off Assorted PUFFS If Peek Frean's Assorted Caviar Puffs are boatlets of fluffy flaky "puff pastry." Their shapes are perfect fe | for biting into. The caviar won't spill. The anchov ies won't drip. And the sardines won't slide. Assorted Caviar Puffs don't get soggy. You can 1 fill them hours before serving-time. All Peek Frean V Biscuits are packed in hermetically-sealed tins to ;7l j bring the Chicago hostess their original London character. j| -r* t-i . GENUINE ENGLISH Peek Frean's gitouib (Begin on page 23) There was a time when it did some good to flee to the street; now you can't escape it any more than you can outwalk the moon. Wherever you go the radio shrills at you from windows and doorways and automobiles and motor boats. Though you may walk from the loop to Evan ston you cannot miss a single play when a Notre Dame football frolic is on the air. Furniture dealers used to complain that the automobile took people away from their homes; next the radio kept them away; now they have come back because it is easier to ignore a program chosen by oneself than that picked by somebody else. If silence is golden we have cer tainly gone off the gold standard. Fathers who used to offer noisy chil dren ten cents to keep still an equal number of minutes are now training them to become crooners. It's a racket however you look at it. Com mercially, silence appears only on the debit side of the ledger. Nobody charges for it but a silent moment may cost thousands of listeners and listeners are money — just ask the Pep- sodent Company. Philosophers tell us that if a radio program falls in the forest where there is nobody to hear it there never was such a program; but the truth of this theory has not been proved experimentally because somebody somewhere always seems to listen in. To the night's thousand eyes have been added ten thousand tongues and a hundred million ears — willing and unwilling. The still of night now seems to refer more to a contraband article than to the noctur nal hours, for of all the marvels of radio the most marvelous is its omni presence. 1 o Chicago's repu tation for windiness radio has added the certainty that she is also long winded. Several of her many sta tions chatter nearly every hour of the daily twenty-four. And if you don't appreciate the efforts of Duke Elling ton (pronounced Dook) you may care to listen to a lecture from the Uni versity of Chicago. You can even see a tap dance by ear — if you can bear it. For my part, the only things that are as unbearable as crooners and harmonizing sisters are the benev olent old gentlemen who preach faith, hope, charity and the excellence of hams (no reflection on the theatrical profession), bonds and mouth washes. Next to them I rate the speakers who still wonder audibly if anybody is listening to them. (I can assure them that after that I'm not.) But even as I gnash my teeth I think of the past summer series of Stadium concerts, of Ed Wynn, Jack Benny, Virginia Rea, the survey of the week's news as given by John Kennedy of Colliers, and occasional outbursts of Doctors Pratt and Sherman. Yes, speech may be much more golden than silence but only when delivered by what is supposed to be a silver tongue. It's a great racket. 58 The ChicagoaU GOTHAM CORRESPONDENCE Personal Mention and News in Brief By Frederick Anderson WELL, your rural reporter sure ran into a funny sidelight on prohibition the other night. Dick Wilson, one of the boys down to the drug store, was saying, "Well, have you been to Jack and Charlie's coun try place?" (Jack and Charlie's, I guess, is about the most popular speakeasy in town.) I said, "No." He said, "Well, it would sure blow your hat off, because Jack and Charlie bought one of the best country clubs in Westchester and they've been run ning it as a kind of nice quiet hotel and it's got a swell golf course and tennis courts and an outdoor swim ming pool. Jack's brother, whom we will call Eddy Ginsberg, except may be it's Levy, was strutting around in riding clothes and said, 'We haven't got the place fixed up yet, but wait till next summer and we'll have polo.' " Well, Dick said to me, "Isn't it sort of a laugh when the only people who can afford to run a Westchester country club are speak easy owners," and I said, "I guess you're right." There's a mystery going on in this town and it's given two assistant hotel managers grey hairs and a lot of people the creeps. It seems that a lady rented an apartment in the Hotel Delmonico, which is a real nice hotel on Park Avenue, and spent an awful lot of money getting it decorated, and she no sooner moved in than she had to move out again because at certain times a perfume would creep into the place, and there's nothing wrong with perfume except it happens to make this lady sick. Well, she had spent so much money decorating she didn't want to give up the apartment, so the assistant managers began to worry about it and, the funny thing was, the perfume only appeared on damp days and at 2:30 in the morning. They finally figured out that the streets were sprinkled at 2:30 in the morning and the dampness rose and the dampness brought out the smell and that was why you could only smell it at 2:30. And they also narrowed down where the smell came from, a spot on the floor a few feet square, and of course they ripped up the carpet but didn't find any thing. And then they ripped up the floor and didn't find anything, either, but the smell kept up just the same. "Well," the manager said, "it's like something out of the works of Edgar Allan Poe," and he's going to make one more try and if he can't find it then hell tear down the hotel. Joe Guastella, down to the barber shop, says this town's champion hair grower is Konrad Bercovici, who writes those real nice books about gypsies and crusades and different things. Says Kon hasn't been in for a haircut for two months, and the time before that he went five months without one, and Joe thinks maybe he had ought to charge him an extra price for each month after he passes the first month. Fellow down to the drug store re marked the other eve, "Cut yourself a piece of gravy," and I thought of course he was being funny, and not very funny either, but he wasn't, be cause he had a cube of gravy right in his pocket and he brought it out and showed it to me. He said it was something brand new made by the Knorr folks in Germany. It seems Knorr, over there in Europe, is quite some pumpkins, a good deal like Heinz here, and they make flour and macaroni and all kinds of different foods, and they just about fed the German army during the war, but they specialize in things like putting a plate of mushroom soup into a cube the size of your thumb nail and now they've sent over this cube of gravy to which all you add is water and I guess it'll be sold all over this broad land of ours. Pete Arno, the local boy who draws funny pictures, sailed Oct. 31 for England because some of his pic tures are going in a big art show in London. Congrats. Your correspondent on a trip around the country accidentally ran across Delaware, and I sure was sur prised, because except for concrete roads it's a lot like the Middle Ages, because the Dupont family which runs the state are more like these feudal barons you read about than anything else. They take mighty good care of their vassals, too, and give them schools and roads and things. And of course the vassals talk more about the Dukes of Delaware than anything else. They don't quite say, "Did you hear Duke Henry had three eggs for breakfast this morning." But here is one thing they do say. It seems one of them, say Felix Dupont, hates fox hunting like poison, but Mrs. Felix loves it. So Mrs. Felix somehow got Felix to promise that one special day about two weeks ago he would ride to hounds. Well, he rode all right, but it was in a special built Chevrolet with double size balloon tires and special elliptical springs. Andy Weineburgh, who lives out east of town and makes Carbona, is taking quite a lot of kidding from the boys around the drug store because he has started to make shoe polish, too. "Do you expect to keep every thing clean?" they say. "What about faces, and morals, and streets?" But Andy just laughs it off, because he claims he's selling a lot of shoe polish. Martini and Rossi vermouth and Red Lion gin and whisky flavors are selling an awful lot more than last year, but no one can figure out whether it's because of the end of the depression or the end of prohibition. One thing the depression did accom plish in town was to make boot legging almost an honest business on account of competition getting so fierce. A card in my mail box from a fellow named Richards quotes High and Dry at $9.00, Johnny Walker at $28.00, Golden Wedding at $38.00 and offers 1 bottle of gin free with any $5 purchase and 1 bottle of rye free with any $10 purchase, and it makes me wonder when such smart merchandising methods are going to lead right smack into a color page in the Saturday Evening Post. Elizabeth Hawes is getting spoken of more and more as the Patou of this land of ours, and I'm mighty glad, because Beth is a real nice girl as ¦well as a real bright one. She ¦was saying the other eve that almost always when the movie actresses ....¦.¦¦«,.. 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THE FUTURE OF THE PAST A Note on the Historical Society (Begin on page 30) packed buildings and plenty of street lamps. Inside the Sauganash, however, dancers are swaying in time to the music of Proprietor Beaubien's fiddle. The diorama is the work of students at New Trier High School. The inci dental music comes from a record made by an old time fiddler using the actual instrument with which Mark Beaubien often entertained his guests. Frontier life, in the Historical Society's transcription of America, appears in a room de voted to the Northwest Territory. Here are a great open fireplace of native rock and the rough hewn beams of the pioneer house. The plank flooring is secured with round headed, hand-cast replicas of the home made nails of the early settlers. The room and its contents both express the self-sufficiency of the frontier families who made practically every thing used in the home and managed to repair the rest. One of the interesting facts brought out by the Historical Society is the persistence of this primitive life in certain sections up to quite recent date in contrast to the early appearance of various luxuries in what have been considered crude young communities. The Early Illinois Room, for example, shows that the local landed gentry knew satin as well as homespun and went to great trouble and expense to import luxuries to the middlewest. As a matter of fact, the Historical Society seems to have been at some pains to put forward America's best shod foot. While it deals adequately with the man on the street and in the cornfield, it dwells lovingly on the life of the early aristocracy. But if it does not glorify the simple man it makes him very welcome. Although the so ciety is a private organization depend ing for sustenance upon dues and donations without the aid of any rev enue from the city or county, its building is open free to the public three days a week. On Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays the admission charge is twenty-five cents. This fee also includes admis sion to the Sunday afternoon lectures. Children accompanied by adults are admitted free at all times. Not only is the large library available to the public but the society has also pro vided rooms where the work of the schools may be supplemented. An educational department conducts Sat urday morning lectures for children and directs such projects as interest grammar and high school students. Undoubtedly, the Historical Society is making history. And by the -way, the new building is the red brick colonial structure at Clark Street and North Avenue, in the southwest corner of Lincoln Park. DEARTH IN THE AFTERNOON A Review of the Current Music (Begin on page 27) pass out of the amateur class. They are well worth a trip to the south side. 1 HE Monday night benefit series at Orchestra Hall opened on October 17 with a recital by the stunning Bori. The lady dem onstrated just how magnificent a con cert singer can be who possesses no brilliant voice and a tendency to flat in the upper registers. Bori has that combination of artistry and magnetism which makes the listener forget every thing else. She was sublime in De bussy's Fantoches and in a Spanish group including songs of Turina, Obradors and Nin. Bertha Ott brought Kreisler and Rachmaninoff to Orchestra Hall on successive Sundays during the month. Both gentlemen have run me out of laudatory adjectives. And in parting let me call your attention to a publica tion by the civilized Mr. Knopf, the Memoirs of Hector Berlioz, newly translated and edited by Ernest New man, the most distinguished writer on music in the world. Musical books, never ranking as best sellers, are the specific hobby of Knopf, and he has published this new edition more for his personal satisfaction than as a dividend payer. The tragedy of Ber lioz, written by a composer who was neglected in his own time and is be ing neglected in ours, classifies as one of the most fascinating autobiograph ical documents on record. It cannot fail to interest any intelligent reader whether he plays the viola or the stock market. Newman has filled in the gaps with pertinent biography and corrected the occasional factual er rors. Here's hoping that the volume serves as the impetus for a widespread revival of Berlioz on the programs of our major orchestras. Wax-Works STRANGE things are afoot at the Columbia Phonograph Company. The October list, which had already been announced and which was to include a pressing of the new Ravel piano concerto, never got to the deal ers. Hundreds of thousands of Co lumbia discs were offered on the bar gain counter by the Gramophone Shop in New York and the sale re ceived widespread publicity. Not even the experts in the record department at Lyon and Healy knew what was going to happen. It appears now that Columbia has made a new kind of platter and that it is going to junk its entire catalogue and start over again. The new discs, 60 The Chicagoan popular and classical, will be lower in price all along the line, probably from sixty cents (two for a buck) to a dollar and half top. The releases will be issued in classified series every month and we gather that the number of monthly publications will be smaller and a more intensive effort made to push individual releases. The old catalogue will probably go at sacrifice prices and part of the sale will be held in Chicago. The new record will come out about November 20. We'll keep you posted. Victor has made the entire St. Matthew Passion of Bach and issued it in a handsome red binder. The choir of St. Bartholomew in New York sings the great work with the assistance of competent east ern oratorio soloists. The recording suffers, to our mind, from organ ac companiment, and the mass is strangely cut in places. But the glori ous closing chorus is almost reason enough for including the folio in your library of records. Another current Musical Master piece set is the Liszt Sonata played by Cortot in Europe. The music may be too florid for your taste, the drama of the keys a little obvious. Never theless, this sonata in one movement is a landmark in the literature of the piano, the daddy of a thousand com positions that have abandoned the conventional structure of the sonata for the Lisztian edifice. A necessity for the student interested in the his tory of a great instrument. Don't ask us how they did it, but Shilkret and the boys in the Victor laboratory have lifted the voice of Caruso from two of the old platters and superimposed it on a fresh 1932 orchestral accompaniment. The re sults are astounding. The greatest tenor of them all is reborn in M'Appari from Martha, and, of course, Vesti la giubba. Our own Chicago Symphony con tributes to the Victor list with Stock's Symphonic Waltz, a salute to Strauss and Vienna that will make you lift your dogs. The Paul Whiteman Con cert Orchestra offers A Study in Blue, an innocuous composition of the Rhapsody in Blue school. R. P. HIGHLIGHTS AND SMUDGES Reviews and Previews of the Galleries By Edward Millman INCREASE Robinson's Studio Gal lery in Diana Court has been showing an exhibit of Mural and Easel Paintings of Chicago by Chi cago artists. Though many of the canvases are efficient in workmanship and inter esting enough to hold one's attention, they do not seem to catch the spirit, the mood, of Chicago. In wandering through the galleries one looks at canvases that may just as well be labelled New York, Pittsburgh or any other metropolis. Carl Hoeckner's canvas called Chicago Rhythms is ex pert in organization and is beautifully painted. Allegorical in composition it has three nude chorus girls at one end in sharp contrast to three nude male workmen as a counter balance on the other end. It has the feel of a city in its sharp contrasts and its juxtapositions, but there is nothing in it that gives one the feeling that it is definitely and personally Chicago and that it is not any other great city. But to go to the other extreme, there is a painting by Camille Andrene, called Usonia's Central Flame, defi nitely identified with Chicago because of certain obvious characteristics pe culiar to this city such as Al Capone and the Stock Yards, but it defeats itself immediately because of its liter ary quality, that completely dominates the canvas and buries what aesthetic quality it might have, which is not very much. It is badly organized with a jumble of monkeys, Capone, stock yards, a large central figure represent ing "I Will" and any other animate or inanimate object one might think of. The best thing in the show was the huge allegorical canvas called Compo sition 7\[o. XXX by Ramon Shiva. A large central nude placed on a background of Chicago skyscrapers. Beautiful and powerful in approach it comes closer to catching that some thing that expresses Chicago better than any other canvas in the show. This is by far one of Shiva's best paintings. William E. Schwartz showed three oils, one called Old and J<[ew Build ings, J^iear the La\e, a kaleidoscopic mass of forms, that strangely hold to gether. Another called Polish Church makes one think of El Greco and Toledo in the distance because of a similarity in composition that is typical of El Greco. Among the other exhibitors there were paintings and sketches by Rifka, Angel, Emil Armin, Macena Hand carving and inlays of fine woods enrich this gorgeous Spanish incasement. 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Barton, Francis Badger, Tressa Em' merson Benson, Julio de Diego, Aaron Bohrod, Gustaf Dalstrom, Elsie Donaldson, Milton Douthat, Davenport Griffin, Frances Foy, Beat' rice Levy, George Lusk, Josephine Reichmann, Increase Robinson, Flora Schofield, Ethel Spears, and Frances Strain. An "All Jury" Dog Show, with barks and fights omitted, is being held in the Print Balcony of the O'Brien Galleries. There will be no noise or confusion because the contestants are really dog etchings. Breeds from the lowly mick to the royal Saluki will enter the ring in competition with each other, and one is requested to tag with the proverb ial blue ribbon the animal of one's choice. Pups by Marguerite Kirmse, Diana Thorne, Morgan Stinemetz are the chief attractions with the race promising to be a close one. There is also a collection of figures by Kath leen Wheeler, in both plaster and porcelain. Miss V/heeler does polo ponies, dogs, horse-and-rider groups, jolly book-ends, with historic and lit erary characters, and some fine tigers and leopards. This combined show is quite amusing and is decidedly worth a visit. The Art Institute is having its annual exhibition of American paintings and sculpture. It's the usual show with blazing color, some good paintings and some that's bad, very bad. Among the few Chi cagoans exhibiting are Macena Bar ton, Francis Chapin, Julius Moessel and Matille Schaeffer. Following are the prize awards given: The Mr. and Mrs. Frank G. Logan Medal and Purchase Prize of one thousand five hundred dollars to an American artist for the best work in painting or sculpture which has not previously received a cash award. Awarded to Nicolay Cikovsky for Pigeons. Mr. Cikovsky, born in Russia, is now a naturalized citizen. The Mr. and Mrs. Frank G. Logan Prize of one thousand dollars for a work in painting or sculpture which has not previously received a cash award. Awarded to Sidney Laufman for Landscape. Mr. Laufman is a former student of the Art Institute. The Mr. and Mrs. Frank G. Logan Prize of five hundred dollars for a work in painting or sculpture. Awarded to Judson Smith of Wood stock, New York, for A Deserted Mill. The Norman Wait Harris Silver Medal and Prize of five hundred dol lars for a painting. Awarded to Henry Varnum Poor for Hudson Valley at Bear Mountain. The Norman Wait Harris Bronze Medal and Prize of three hundred dollars for a painting. Awarded to Simka Simkhovitch for Amazon Car rousel. The M. V. Kohnstamm Prize of two hundred and fifty dollars for the most commendable painting. Awarded to Raphael Soyer for Subway. The Martin B. Cahn Prize of one hundred dollars for the best painting by a Chicago artist. Awarded to Laura Slobe for Sixth Street — 4 P. M. Miss Slobe is a recent graduate of the Art Institute School. The William R. French Memorial Gold Medal established by the Art Institute Alumni Association for a painting or work of sculpture exe cuted by a student or former student of the Art Institute of Chicago. Awarded to Victor Higgins for "Winter Funeral. Honorable Mentions: Landscape — awarded to Stephen Etnier for Mac\erel Cove; Architectural Sub ject — awarded to Virginia Armitage McCall for Spring, 1931; Sculpture — awarded to Waylande Gregory for Horse and Dragon; Portrait of Figure Subject — awarded to Dickman Walk er for Acrobats. THE RED STAR INN CARL GALLAUER PROPRIETOR For 35 years the Red Star has been a gathering place for those who appreciate congenial German hospitality and Excellent German Food. 1 528 N. CLARK STREET • DELAWARE 0440-0928 Don't bargain away your social standing! Entertain Economically — But not Cheaply When you give a party — do not economize on standards. For your stand- ing may demand an en vironment of prestige. You do want economy — but not cheapness. Give your dinner, dance, luncheon or wedding where you obtain desired value — where everything is pro vided to make your party effective and outstanding — without a concession to your own social standards! You will find we appreci ate your problem — and realize economy must be considered today. HOTEL SHORELAND 55th St. at the Lake Plaza 1000 Our new dining room — entliu- siastically acclaimed — provides a unique and unusual setting with luncheon and dinner innovations in both character and price. THE NEW ORLEANS SHOP suggests that you see their collection of Unusual Handi crafts of Old Mexico » Mexi can Blown Glass « Tonala and 2 Aztec Pottery « Garden Furniture Palmer House Hotel . . . Shop 20 Street Arcade COUTHOUI FOR TICKETS 62 The Chicagoan HOTEL KNICKERBOCKER'S ORIENTAL BALLROOM What a room for your next party? DISTINCTIVE- A glorious big ballroom. A mar velous spring constructed dance floor with a center panel of glass illuminated by 2000 subdued multi-colored lights. Novel and unique dancing and seating ar rangements. Spot lights that pa rade all the colors of the rainbow — lighting effects that no other ballroom provides. ECONOMICAL- For dinner-dances, banquets, etc., attractive menus at most reason able rates with no extra rental charge. Menus submitted with out obligation. For dances, meet ings, etc., where no menu is re quired, rentals are surprisingly low. A perfect amplifying system carries t e softest music, with all its sweetness of tone, to every corner of the room — and even a small orchestra can be given the power and "pep" of a large one. UNIQUE- Here is a room that will help you "put your party over". If you wish, seat your party on the glass panel and dance around them — or vice versa. Use the balcony for the Bridge players. Excellent cuisine. We offer our cooperation in creat ing new party ideas. WALTON PLACE JUST EAST OF MICHIGAN BLVD. Read Current Entertainment A concisely critical survey of the civil' ized interests of the Town on pages 6 and 7 of this and every issue of THE CHICAGOAN CURRENT ENTERTAINMENT (Begin on page 6) than masculine taste, but an admirable luncheon or tea spot. FRED HARVEY'S— Union Station. The usual wonderful foods and the regular Harvey service. MAISOH CHAPELL — 1142 S. Michigan. Webster 4240. Where those who are connoisseurs of ex cellent French cuisine assemble for the pleasure of an evening. JACQUES — 180 E. Delaware. Dela ware 0904. Famous for French cuisine and alert service and well known to discriminating Chicago ans. ARCADE TEA ROOM— 616 S. Michigan. Webster 3163. In the arcade of the Arcade Building. Breakfast, luncheon, tea, dinner. And there's a grill. HIKE HUNDRED— 900 N. Michi gan. Delaware 1187. Excellent cuisine and new Winter Terrace is open for nightly dinner dancing. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Di- versey 2322. The home of the famous strawberry waffle whether it be early or late. RED STAR mH— 1528 N. Clark. Delaware 3942. Astonishingly good victuals prepared and served in the customary German manner. ROCOCO HOUSE — 161 E. Ohio. Delaware 3688. Swedish menu and you'll leave well-fed and thor oughly contented. GRAYLING'S — 410 N. Michigan. Whitehall 7600. Patronized by very nice people who expect and receive the fine catering. PICCOLO'S — 183 W. Madison. Dearborn 5531. Unique French and Italian restaurant where pop ular prices prevail. HARDIHG'S COLONIAL ROOM — 21 S. Wabash. Famous for its old fashioned American cuisine and variety of menu. RIVEREDGE — On the Des Plaines River, route 22, ]/2 mile east of Milwaukee Avenue at Half Day. Rather a trip, but worth it to get away from it all. 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. CIRO'S — 18 W. Walton. Superior 6907. Luncheon, tea and dinner served in the Sea-Glade. One of the Town's unusual dining places and certainly not to be missed. THE VERA MEGOWEH TEA ROOMS — 501 Davis, 512 Main, Evanston. A smart dining spot where Evanstonians and north- siders like to meet and eat. zJ)tCorning — Noon — Nigh t DRAKE HOTEL — Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. The new Gold Coast Room is open. Luncheons, $1.00. Dinner, $1.50. Clyde ("The Real") McCoy and his orchestra play. Cover charge, after nine, $1.00 week nights; $1.50 Saturdays. In the Italian Room, luncheon $0.50, $0.75; dinner, $1.00. HOTEL SHERMAN — Clark at Ran dolph. Franklin 2100. At College Inn: Grand music and good fun. Ben Bernie and his orchestra are home again. NEW BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W.Randolph. Central 0123. Ivan Eppinoff and his orchestra play for dinner and supper dancing from Mm . ^p ^ jsP"^ 4 ^*t>* i It's 70 degrees aloft when it's zero below There Is no "OFF SEASON" in Air Travel Winter and summer, Transamerican planes provide the same fast, comfortable on-time service. Heated cabins, lighted airways, radio weather reports and night fly ing equipment make winter flying safe and enjoyable. NEW WINTER SCHEDULES Planes leave Municipal Airport at 8:30 A.M. (daily except Sunday), 9:00 AM., 1:30 P.M. and 4:30 P.M. daily for South Bend, Ft. Wayne, Grand Rapids, Detroit and the East. Phone Sfafe 7170 or write Divisional Traffic Manager, 10 South LaSalle St., forthenewTransamerican TimeTable. ^Iransameiican Airlines Corp. '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. Do you know DOW f to correct oily hair .... over come dry hair .... check falling hair .... treat dandruff .... arrest greying hair .... bring back natural wave to your HAIR Ogilvie Sisters' Hair Preparations solve your individual hair prob lems. The special corrective qual ities of each Ogilvie Sisters' remedy commences with the first application to make your hair healthy and beautiful. Trained experts will tell you what Ogilvie Sisters' treatment your scalp requires. Free diagnosis at Salons of Saks-Fifth Avenue Chas. A. Stevens & Bros. Mandel Brothers Consultation in Toilet Goods Departments ot all prominent department and drug stores where Ogilvie Sisters' Preparations are also sold for home use: Tonic for Oily Hair. Tonic for Dry Hair, Special Remedy for Falling Hair and Dandruff, Reconditioning Oil for Hot Oil Shampoo. As\ for the interesting booklet — "Ogilvie Sisters on Care oj the Hair" ^dJ^oibW 604 Fifth Avenue, New York, N. Y. November, 1932 63 1 — iTji/V. Ji ^e^*1 ZW..*^£!!.y« (~T OLK come to Coro- <s. J/ nado from the utter most corners of the earth; the Army and Navy love it; society has ever favored it; there is in its very atmosphere that feel ing of comradeship, cordi ality and glad -to -see -you - ness which vouches a traditional hospitality at Hotel del Coronado. *Near all Just across the bay from San Diego, the birthplace of California; 30 minutes of motoring to Old Mexico, Agua Caliente and winter Racing; plane, train, boat or motor, an hour or more to Los Angeles or Hollywood. Send for folder tvith rates. MEL. S. WRIGHT, Manager aHyzcxM tAe hew -mom. San. (Dieao 91 9Uw <l/or£ Oiotol Located just a few steps from X ifth Ave. Exquisitely furnished . . . lor transient and permanent residence. The .Madison restau rant has justly earned an international repu tation for its food and courteous service. At our readjusted tariff Economy Becomes Smart Socially RATES oingle Irom . . . $5 -Double Irom . $7 ijuites Irom . . $10 Circulating ice water in every hatliroom c7ne ADISON 15 EAST 58th. STREET at Madison A.ve., Neiv York BERTRAM. "WEAL, Managing Director New York Goes Ga - Ga Over This Exotic Drama of Balinese Love's Revels on the Isle of Bali CASTLE STATE AT MADISON 7:00 p. m. to 1:00 a. m.; later on Saturday. Dinners, $1:50 and $2.00. No cover charge. COHGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Congress. Harrison 3800. The Joseph Urban Room, new and splendid, and without doubt the most beautiful supper room any where, has opened with Vincent Lopes and his orchestra after 10 p. m. Strictly formal Saturday evenings. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle at Madison. Franklin 0700. Husk O'Hare,^ the "Genial Gentleman of the Air" and his boys are back in the Blue Fountain Room for their usual, long and always pleasant, Fall and Winter engagement. EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— 5300 Block — Sheridan Road. Longbeach 6000. Mark Fisher 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 Friday till 12:30 and Saturdays till 1:00. STEVENS HOTEL— mo S. Mich igan. Wabash 4400. George Dev- ron and his band play in the main dining room. Dniner, $1.50. No cover charge. BLACKSTONE HOTEL — 656 S. Michigan. Harrison 4300. The traditionally fine Blackstone food and service. Margraff directs the String Quintette. Otto Staach is maitre. 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. HOTEL BELMOHT — Sheridan Road at Belmont. Bittersweet 2100. Superb cuisine and quite perfect continental service in a most re fined dining room. Blue Plate dinner, $1.00. Other dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. GEORGIAN: HOTEL — 422 Davis Street. Greenleaf 4100. Fine serv ice and foods. ^Vhere Evansto- nians and near-northsiders are apt to be found dining. 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. LAKE SHORE DRIVE HOTEL— 181 Lake Shore Drive. Superior 8500. Rendezvous of the town notables and equally notable for cuisine and service. Luncheon, 65c. Dinner, $1.25. Theodore is maitre. SENECA HOTEL— 200 E. Chest nut. Superior 2380. The service and the a la carte menus in the Cafe are hard to match, no matter how meticulous the diner may be. Table d'hote dinner, $1.50. CHICAGO BEACH HOTEL— 1660 Hyde Park Blvd. Hyde Park 4000. A pleasant place with an ample menu and alert service. Conven ient for the southside diners-out especially. Dinners, $1.50 and $2.00. Gifford is in charge. HOTEL WINDERMERE — 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, $1.50 and $1.00. EAST END PARK— Hyde Park Blvd. at 53rd St. Fairfax 6100. A popular dining place on the southside. Table d'hote dinner, $1.00. 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. Portrays the Celtic pat tern of the 6th century. Hand Hemmed, Preshrunk. 2x3 yd. cloth, with one doz. 22-inch napkins, $25 a set 2x3 y? yd. cloth, with 1 doz. 22-inch napkins, $30 a set 2x4 yd. cloth, with one doz. 22-inch napkins, $35 a set BRANT'S Superior 6534 746 N. MICHIGAN The refined and rich look ing appearance of these fine gold lacquered cocktail and coffee cups are the accom plishment of Oriental craftsmen after centuries of efforts and they are most suited to enrich your well appointed dinner. Yamanaka & Company 846 No. Michigan Ave. Chicago 64 The Chicagoan ana 3Q Other JVon.-^ilcoHotic COCKTAIL BEVERAGES MIX THIS DELIGHTFUL DRINK "DERBY SOUR" 2 parts Wahl's DERBY (Bourbon Flavor). 1 part strained lemon juice, % part Wahl's Fine GRKXADIXK. Add 1 teaspoon powdered sugar for oz. of Iiemon Juice — shake with plenty of ice and serve cold. FOR SALE AT K O N T O S 80 EAST RANDOLPH FOR PUNCHES T _ t3'^\ 1 New tang and smooth ness for cocktails and punches; an alluring and unusual flavoring for pancakes, waffles, etc. Economical, too — its triple-strength! At dealers everywhere. GRENADINE For free Recipe Book, address Mouquin. Inc., 219 East Illinois Street, Chicago. Superior 2615. G°°' #** e* 14 Thrills RYE - GIN - RUM Sroleh Bourbon Cognac Cocktail Vermouth Creme De Cocoa Creme I>e Menthe— Grenarda Mixed Fruits ¦"—Apricot Benne. A Jar Makes a Gallon FREE RECIPE BOOK Gives Over 30 Directions for Mixing Cocktails, Bitters, Syrups, Puddings, etc. (Send for one) AT ALL QUALITY DEALERS or Phone Delaware 1880 HOSMER PRODUCTS CO. 160 East Illinois St., CHICAGO TABLE TOPICS Suggestions and Observations By The Hostess 1IFE-SAVERS — when you are tear- -4 ing home late and it's cook's day out, or you weren't going to bother about dessert and a guest or two pops in on you — A Huyler Special. Every day they do something new and luscious and I can't see how they do it for the money. Their special cakes have no bakery taste at all but are delightfully home'made in flavor and make a splendid dessert whether you are in a hurry or just lazy. Ba-Ba Russe is two layers of cake enfolding a dream of whipped filling slightly rum flavored like the ones you rave about in Parisian restaurants; Mephistophele is a super-super devil's food. Some days they have a divine chocolate angel food which takes all the insip idity out of angel food; on others they do the jelly roll thing with a fresh strawberry cream filling, and things like that. And then there are Henrici's fa mous coffee cakes the like of which aren't seen this side of Germany, the \uchen land. Their strudels are true strudels too, filled with fresh fruit and flaky and thin as tissue paper. It's practically impossible to achieve a perfect cheese cake at home but one need not try with Henrici's cheese cake so rich and creamy smooth. You might think they couldn't possibly conceive an idea for another drinking gadget but the Tells-u-How shaker is really new — and not so complicated that you'll never use it. It's a large silver cock tail shaker with a row of •windows around its neck and three or four down the sides. You twist the neck to the drink you want — say a Martini or Dubonnet and right down the sides appear the ingredients spaced to show how much of each to use. There are spaces for fifteen different drinks, all the favorites, and you can really become a master of drink mix ing with no other training at all. Beverages lead in evitably to niblets of food which always means at least some caviar. The Romanoff Company, importers of the famous Romanoff caviar, have a bright little recipe book which gives directions and helpful illustra tions for a lot of new ideas on serv ing caviar. While there is no grander way than the caviar dish with each guest helping himself there are times when certain canapes and other meth ods are more convenient. And there are times, too, when you have more guests than available caviar and want ideas for stretching the supply. A choice new bev erage accompaniment is Peek-Frean's latest product — Twiglets. These are long crisp little sticks just about as thin as little spring twigs delectably flavored with English Cheddar cheese and other savory flavors. One of the best nibbling items I have yet seen. If you haven't been to Canada recently you can achieve a very nice substitute with Wahl's Derby ¦which is non-alcoholic, of course, but you ought to know what to do about it if you don't like it thataway. It makes a grand whiskey sour if you use two parts of Wahl's Derby, 1 part lemon juice and one-half part grenadine. If you like it sweeter, add a teaspoon powdered sugar for each ounce of lemon juice. W^hile there is nothing at all girly-girly about the full-bodied flavor of Marlboros they ought to be praised by all femininity for the grand idea of Ivory tips. For one thing one's lipstick doesn't come off on the smooth tip, and the yellow of the nicotine doesn't come off to edge one's lip like a reminiscence of eggs. Since this tip gives a pleasant cool sensation in smoking, too, it really has several nice, dainty quali ties which should recommend them to women smokers. A candle that burns at both ends and gives a lovely light is the U-shaped Waxel which is sold fitted into the handsome modern U-shaped candelabra or separately. This is a very graceful and attractive design for candlesticks in any interior and is used so much by decorators now that the U candle is a timely and economical idea. 9 Weadquarte/i e±^ olSiem* Connoisseurs of Fine beverages want the very best. We are sole distributors for a carefully selected line of imported and domestic quality beverages. to " "«» •"•":^,C» Gerolsteiner: A natural, sparkling fable water, bottled at Gerolstein, Germany. Schweppe's: From London. Club Soda. Ginger Ale. Dry Ginger Beer. Quinine Water. Lemon and Lime Squash. We can supply all popular brands. Orders before 10 A.M. delivered to your door same day. No charge for suburban Billy Baxter: Self-stirring beverages. Club Soda, Lime and Lemon Soda, Root Beer, Sarsaparilla and Ginger Ale. O'Keefe's: Dry Ginger Ale. Quality beverages. SPOON ENEMY HIGH-BALL BILLY BAXTER CLUB SODA GINGER ALE SELF-STIRRING Booklets tell all THE RED RAVEN CORPORATION MAKES // (f 'J& // FOOD BEHAVE! Before meals . . // after meals . . fik^ or as appetizer 4L^ with food, use ft/ Abbott's Bit- tf ters ! Aids * digestion! Adds flavor! HALF PRICE: Send 25c in stumps tor 50c bottle. Makes next • meal taste better! Addies* Dept. (Ml P. O. Box 44 Baltimore, Md. BITTERS OTTO SCHMIDT PRODUCTS CO. IMPORTERS I229 S.Wabash Ave. CALUMET 4230 TABARIN "YA SALAAM" 875 RUSH STREET "Where the Magic of Old Arabian Nights" Distinguishes Chicago's Newest Cafe • BARON GIORGIO SURIANI Internationally famous Dancer and Host presides in a setting of luxurious and mystifying beauty EGYPTIAN, TURKISH AND AM E RICAN CUISINE Table d'Hote Dinners $1.00 and $1.50 (Served all hours) Luncheons 50c and 75c (No Cover Charge) Special arrangements for private parties For reservations, Delaware 0533 November, 1932 gf TIMES' Hb mr ™ «S§> A pleasant dinner — an en joyable show — and now for the grand finale! The liveliness demanded when hours grow small can be provided only by super- sparkling White Rock — the thirst cutting, energy giv ing beverage. Order White Rock when you are stepping out — serve White Rock when your friends step in! fifhifeTtock 'cihe leading mineral water\* When ginger ale is in order, make it White Rock Pale Dry, the only ginger ale made with White Rock Mineral Water. FASHION (Begin on page 40) grand little thing for any occasion right from the cocktail party to the meeting -with morning milk wagons. It is ac cented by a rolled white satin collar and wide bands of fox on the sleeves, and a long row of buttons rambles from the neck to the waist in back. To make the evenings even more fascinating accessories are sort of wickedly demure too. McAvoy sponsors ostrich fans of uncurled feathers in melting tones of pale yellow deepening to orange, light blues shading into glowing deep blue, and other colors. You can't imagine what fun it is to float in with one of these, trailing from your fingers or fluttering gracefully half'furled. Another quaint innovation is the little Mc* Avoy evening bag, delightfully old-fashioned in its blue taffeta, with loops of little pearl beads all over its surface. It's melon-shaped and closes with a draw string just like our grandma's. More modern in feeling are the simple but elegant evening bags of black suede with a stunning ornament of marcasite, and the gay little perfume balls filled with exquisite concentrated perfume, also from McAvoy. At the Fair's Shop of the Four Seasons, in the smart hands of the Princess Rostislav, there's a lovely bag of seed pearls with a leaf design outlined in tiny rhinestones and silver bugles with the new side clasp on the frame. Though this doesn't belong in an evening article I must tell about the stunning Chanel bags shown here for street wear. They are capacious and terribly smart in leathers or suede with a wide frame of chromium which opens out to disclose four generous compart ments. And do look at the gay little square bag with its fastening accomplished by a silly little silver dumbell. Here too are some gorgeous new wrinkles in gloves (figurative not literal) . Evening mits of kid with a flat little ruffle of perforated kid above the elbow and at the wrist are too in triguing for words. Velvet gloves in both evening lengths and for daytime are creating a stir too. In a soft deep brown these 'were shown with a maize dress and added just the right stroke to make the thing thoroughly dis tinguished. TRAVEL (Begin on page 29) Central and northern Swe den with Are at the foot of Mount Areskutan, and many fine hotels through this district are great ski-ing centers. In late spring inveterate enthusiasts travel up to the hotel of the Swe dish Touring Club in Abisko, some 125 miles north of the Polar circle. Around Stockholm and all through southern Sweden the great sports are ice-skating and the thrilling skate- sailing and ice-yachting on the many frozen lakes and bays about the capital. Norway is enchanting at this season too. The whole country has an even gayer and bigger sports season in winter than in summer. There are splendid hotels all through the popu lar districts of Oslo, Trondhjem and Hamar. Besides ski-ing (which the Norsemen claim as their very own) the Norwegians are magnifi' cent on skates and the speed skating and races about Oslo offer something new in thrills. 66 The ChicagoaU APARTMENT LIVING AT ITS BEST Jh^Jb^chtise. YiorLh. SJlcLsl Solent jotla. All near the lake, whether near the loop or far away from it, as you choose. The utmost in convenience and taste impeccable service throughout THE SENECA .. 200 East Chestnut Street. The favorite residence of dis tinguished visitors to Chicago and the permanent home of many interesting personalities. One to five room apartments intelligently arranged for the maximum comfort and useful ness. A charming roof garden and an excellent dining room. No extra charge for room service. THE BARRY .. 3100 Sheridan Road. A fashionable neighborhood near the Chicago Yacht Club Harbor and to the southeast of Lincoln Park. Five to eight room apartments with wood burning fireplaces, commodious closets and ample and convenienly arranged pantries, service halls and maid's rooms. Unfurnished. THE GEORGIAN .. in Evanston. A famous dining room, favorite of suburbanites and those who motor out from town. Suites of one to six rooms, each a complete home in size, furnishing and arrangement. The added luxury of spacious lounges, libraries and the roof garden. THE STEP THAT ONLY PACKARD TAKES No Packard Twin-Six buyer ever has to "break in" his car. He can drive it as fast and as far as he cares to from the very first minute he gets it. For Packard takes each individual Twin-Six to its Proving Grounds and there, on the world's fastest concrete speedway, scientifically breaks it in. This means that during its first 250 miles — the most important miles in the life of any automobile — your Twin-Six is in the hands of experts — men who understand every whisper of a motor car. In their hands, 250 miles is a thorough breaking-in for any car. This test is made, not with a bare chassis, but with the complete car, fully equipped. If any adjustments are necessary, Packard en gineers see that they are made. Packard engi neers give the motor its final thorough tuning. When these men sign the Certificate of Ap proval and seal it to the key of a Packard Twin- Six, that car has the best possible start for a long, trouble-free life. It is ready for the stern est usage you may give it. No other American manufacturer goes so far in preparing a motor car for its owner. This test is Packard's alone. It is the final endorse ment that the Twin-Six you receive is the finest automobile that men can build and money buy. Packard honestly believes that the Twin-Six h as y°u will give you a motoring sensation sucn g never had before. Packard would like to you drive and ride in this car. Whether J^ have any immediate intention of buying °*-xfi. visit your Packard show-room and drive a ^ Six. Listen to the quietest motor ever desig^ Drive with less effort than you have ^ known. Then put this car to every test J^^d think of— traffic, speed, hills, rough roa4s"^eU. watch it do better what other fine cars do ,Q The Packard Twin-Six is priced te***^ at Detroit. Packard also offers the Ve{tot(1 Eight from $3350; the Standard Big** fi $2350; and the new Packard Eight. $1895. Prices subject to change. PA CKA RD ASK THE MAN WHO OWNS ONE