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Contents for APRIL Page 1 THE GOOD OLD DAYS, by Burnham C. Curtis 6 CURRENT ENTERTAINMENT 19 EDITORIAL COMMENT 21 CHICAGO ANA, by Donald Plant 24 INSIGNIA 26 IMMER NOCH EIN TROPFCHEN, by Lucia Lewis 28 A BAR PARTY, by Gene Bucklin 29 WEATHER BEER; CRACK FAST, by Edward Everett Altrock 30 SPRING OVER CHICAGO, by Sander 31 HOW TO SURVIVE THE DERBY, by Larry Fitzgerald 32 BEAUTY OF THE MONTH, by Paul Stone 33 URBAN PHENOMENA, by Virginia Skinkle 34 DOROTHY DAY, by Bloom 35 SUBSTITUTION OF ATTORNEYS, by William C. Boyden 37 HOUSES TELL TALES, by Kathryn Ritchie 38 CHICAGO AFTER DARK, by A. George Miller 39 '93-'33 by Milton S. Mayer and A. George Miller 47 TWO ABOARD A CRUISE, by Jessica West and Edna Daggs 49 PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES, by Lucia Lewis 50 SOUTH AMERICA SOPHISTICATED, by William B. Powell 51 THE TEMPLE OF LITERATURE, by Richard Atwater 52 HERE'S HOW, by The Hostess 54 THERE GOES THE GROOM, by James Bond 55 COALS TO NEWCASTLE, by The Chicagoenne 56 THE UNIVERSE INDOORS, by Ruth G. Bergman 58 CONTRACT BRIDGE, by E. M. Lagron 62 REVELRY BY NIGHT, by Parker Wheatley 67 FACT OVER FICTION, by William R. Weaver 78 HIGHLIGHTS AND SMUDGES, by Edward Millman THE CHICAGOAN— William R. Weaver, Editor; E. S. Clifford, General Manager— is published monthly by The Chicagoan Publishing Company, Martin Qijigley, President, 407 South Dearborn Street, Chicago, 111. Harrison 0035. A. E. Holt, Advertising Manager. New York Office, 1790 Broadway. Los Angeles Office, Pacific States Life Bldg. Pacific Coast Office, Simpson-Rcilly, Bendix Building, Los Angeles; Russ Bldg., San Francisco. Subscription, $2.00 annually; single copy 25c. Vol. XIII, No. 9, April, 1933. Copyright, 193 3. 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Especially priced at $39.50 White pique trimmed hat— $10.00 eli^abetf) booltttle interior becorator displays novel combinations in color schemes, new English chintzes, lamps , tables, chairs, and all home decorations. Auction prices are available in the Doolittle Collec tion of fine old fur niture and modern decorative objects. 906 J|. jMtcfjigan SUc. Superior 9260 4 The Chicagoan If you want the finest beer it is possible to produce, ask for Pabst Blue Ribbon. It is yesterday's, to day's and tomorrow's standard of quality. Remember that fa mous name — Pabst Blue Ribbon. PREMIER- PABST CORPORATION April, 1933 5 (Curtains, 8:30 and 2:30 p. m., Matinees Wednesdays and Saturdays unless otherwise indicated.) STAGE zM"usical OF THEE I SING— Auditorium, 431 S. Wabash. Harrison 6554. 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 Gershwin boys did it. Please don't miss it. Return en- gagement after a tour of the west country. Scheduled through April 1 5, but may stay longer. 'Drama THE FAMILY UPSTAIRS— Cort, 132 N. Dearborn. Central 0019. Thomas W. Ross in a typical Thomas W. Ross comedy, evidently having something to do with the family upstairs. COUNSELLOR - AT - LAW — Apollo, 74 W. Randolph. Central 8240. Return engagement with half and half New York-Chicago casts. Paul Muni in the counsellor's role. Scheduled through April 1?. RIDDLE ME THIS— Princess, 319 S. Clark. Central 8240. Roger Pryor, of Front Page fame, in Frank Craven's murder play which has no mystery because you know all about it from the start. Open- ing April 16. WHEN LADIES MEET— Erlanger, 127 N. Clark. State 2461. Rachel Crothers' most excellent comedy. Under the auspices of the Amer- ican Theatre Society. Opening April 24. AN AMAZING CAREER— Harris, 170 N. Dearborn. Central 8240. Ethel Barrymore in a new comedy about which we seem not to have heard anything. Opening May 8. CINEMA GABRIEL OVER THE WHITE HOUSE— Walter Huston as Presi dent in the outstanding picture of the month. (See it without fail.) THE MAS^UERADER — Ronald Colman in the outstanding picture of next month. (Don't miss it.) CLEAR ALL WIRES— Lee Tracy as a foreign correspondent who makes his own news. (Never miss Tracy.) PRIVATE JONES— Lee Tracy as a serio'comic doughboy of the late war. (Above advice stands.) CHRISTOPHER STRONG— Kath arine Hepburn, Colin Clive, Billie Burke and associates distinguish with sterling performances a some what dubious study in ethics. (If you're Hepburn conscious.) THE MTSTERT OF THE WAX MUSEUM — The last gasp, shudder and chill in spook thrillers. (Skip it.) FROM HELL TO HEAVEN— A swell cast in an authentic race track melodrama patterned after Grand Hotel. (Attend.) SAILOR'S LUCK— Jimmy Dunn and Sally Eilers do what they can with a roughneck slapstick comedy. (Spare them.) ROME EXPRESS— Incredible doings aboard train. (Spare yourself.) THE WHITE SISTER — Helen Hayes and Clark Gable in the best production this much-produced fa vorite has enjoyed. (Of course.) BLOHDIE JOHNSON~Joan Blon- dell and Chester Morris fight it out to a clinch, with the usual gang ster chorus. (See something else.) PICK UP— Sylvia Sidney and George Raft chase romance up hill and down dale. (Follow them.) THE GREAT JASPER— Richard Dix grows old and gray again, this time unheroically and more inter estingly. (Grow old with him.) THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY - — Made to order for folks who read the crime books religiously. (By all means.) MEN MUST FIGHT— Lewis Stone, Diana Wynward and others justify the World War of 1940 success fully. (If you believe in war.) KEYHOLE— Kay Francis and George Brent find love in a silk hat of de ception. (If you like them.) DANGEROUSLY YOURS— Warner Baxter and Miriam Jordan find love in another silk hat of de ception. (If you like them better.) PERFECT UNDERSTANDING— Gloria Swanson sins again. (Never mind.) OUR BETTERS— Constance Bennett sins again and again. (This one, either.) GIRL MISSING — Glenda Farrell, Mary Brian, Peggy Shannon and Ben Lyon enjoy Miami. (Vas you dere, Sharley?) KING OF THE JUNGLE— Buster Crabbe as the lion man of a wholly pointless production. (No indeed.) THE BIG CAGE— Clyde Beatty in a circus act surrounded by a sce nario. (Well, no.) WAX-WORKS YOU ARE THE SONG— Bruns wick. From the musical romance Melody, played by Eddie Duchin and his Central Park Casino or chestra. On the other side, I'd Write A Song from the same show. Duchin plays and Lew Sherwood sings both choruses. WHAT HAVE WE GOT TO LOSE — Brunswick. The Old Maestro, Ben Bernie and all the lads. Re verse, Let's All Sing Li\e the Birdies Sing, by Bernie also. Pat Kennedy sings the chorus. MINNIE THE MOOCHER— Bruns wick. Cab Calloway and his band. Cab sings. Other side, Kic\in the Gong Around by the same. I'D TAKE AN OPTION ON YOU ¦ — Brunswick. Played by Ted Fio Rito and his orchestra. Muz;2,y Marcellino does the vocal chorus. I Don't Stand a Ghost of a Chance with You by the same band, chorus by Vera Van, on reverse side. MAYBE I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH — Victor. Irving Berlin's new number, played by Leo Reis- man and his orchestra. Fred Astaire does the vocal chorus. Re verse, Stormy Weather from the Cotton Club Parade with chorus by Harold Allen. Reisman plays. TRY A LITTLE TENDERNESS— Victor. Played by the New May- fair dance orchestra, with vocal re frain. Close to My Heart, by the same outfit, on the other side. Re corded in Europe. HE'S A SON OF THE SOUTH— Victor. Played by Louie Arm strong. Vocal refrain and trumpet solo by Armstrong himself. Re verse, Some Sweet Day. WILLOW WEEP FOR ME— Bruns wick. Sung by Greta Keller. On the other side, I'll l^ever Have to Dream Again. HOW YA' EEELIN' — Brunswick. By Don Redman and his orchestra. Vocal chorus by Redman. Re verse, Mommy, I Don't Want to Go to Bed by the same band. SHINE— B runs w»ck. The Mills Brothers and Bing Crosby are a great combination. Reverse, Dinah by the same. And a swell job, too. FAREWELL TO ARMS — Bruns wick. By Anson Weeks and his orchestra. Vocal refrain by Don ald Novis. Meer Me in the Gloam- ing, by same, is on the other side. CHINA TOWN, MY CHINA TOWN — Brunswick. Done by the Mills Brothers. On the other side they do Loveless Love. STRIKE ME PINK— Brunswick. Parts I and II. Medleys of num bers from Jimmy Durante's show. Art Wilson and Harriet Lee sing and Anson WeeRs and his band play. Let's Call It a Day is among the numbers. FORTY-SECOND STREET— Vic tor. By Don Bestor and his or chestra with vocal refrain by Dud ley Macum. From the film of the same name. Reverse, Shuffle OjJ to Buffalo from the same film: by Bestor and sung by Maurice Gross. MELODY— Victor-. From the mu sical romance Melody. Played by Leo Reisman. Give Me a Roll on a Drum, also from Melody, and by Reisman and his orchestra. THE LITTLE RANCH HOUSE ON THE OLD CIRCLE B— Vic tor. A grand cowboy song done by Gene Autry with guitars. Re verse, Cowboy's Heaven. RHAPSODY IK BLUE— Brunswick. Played by Borrah Minnevitch and his Harmonica Rascals. On the other side. The Ghost Wal^ by the same outfit. TABLES Dusk Till Dawn CHEZ PAREE— Fairbanks Court at Ontario. Delaware 1655. The handsomest night spot in Town and certainly one of the best floor shows. Harry Richman heads the entertainment and Ben Pollak and his orchestra play. FROLICS— 18 E. 22nd St. Victory 7011. Texas Guinan and her Gang of gorgeous gals and Ralph Cook, her comic. Dick Rock and his orchestra. Mr. Griffin leads the way. GRAND TERRACE— 39?? South Parkway. Douglas 3600. Earl Hines and his band are on the job again. Valaida heads the floor show. Ed Fox oversees. VANITY FAIR — Broadway at Grace. Buckingham 3254. Good floor show. Romo Vincent is master of ceremonies and the third edition of "Creations" is un derway. Howard Le Roy's band plays. No cover charge, but $2.00 minimum charge Saturdays. TERRACE GARDENS — Morrison Hotel, 79 W. Madison. Franklin 9600. Don Pedro and his orches tra and a floor show headed by Alice Blue. And there's the famous Morrison kitchen. KIT-KAT KLUB— 606 N. Clark. Delaware 0421. Where you can dance and dine till breakfast time. Freddie Janis and his orchestra and a better than ordinary floor show. No cover charge. BLACKHAWK— 139 N. Wabash. Dearborn 6262. Hal Kemp and his orchestra play. Service is alert and Blackhawk cuisine has always been known as perfect. THE PLAYGROUND — 7th and Wabash. Carl Lorrain and his orchestra and a floor show headed by Earl Rickard. PARAMOUNT— 16 E. Huron. Delaware 0426. John Steele heads the floor show and Billy Carr is M. C. Sid Lang and his orchestra play. No cover charge. Luncheon — Dinner — Later GRAYLING'S— 410 N. Michigan. Wabash 1088. The critical tastes of the clientele give unneeded stimulus to the chef. EARLY AMERICAH TEA SHOP — 664 Rush. Delaware 5494. An atmosphere of comfort and quiet, real old fashioned cooking and service. Bridge breakfasts and buffet dinners every Monday. Daily and Sunday dinners, $1.00 RED STAR INN— H28 N. Clark. Delaware 3942. A noble old Ger man establishment with good, solid victuals prepared and served in the German manner. SALLY'S WAFFLE SHOP— 4650 Sheridan Road. Sunnyside 5685. One of the northside's institutions: grand place for after-a-night-of-it breakfasts. BERGHOFF CAFE— I1) W. Adams. Webster 0118. Always a favorite spot for German food and the excellent Berghoff brew. The food is the same and the beer is better than ever. JACQUES— 180 E. Delaware. Dela ware 0904. A peculiarly intrigu ing French dining room where the sweet amenities of service and cuisine prevail. PELLEGRINI— 181 N. Clark. Dear born 6353. One of the Town's most typical Italian restaurants. Table d'hote dinners, $0.75 and $1.00. 1400 RESTAURANT— 1400 Lake Shore Drive. Whitehall 4180. Well-cooked food at reasonable prices combine to add enjoyment for the diner out. Seven course dinner on week days, $0.75; dinner de luxe, Sundays and Holidays, $1.00; also a la carte service. 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. MAISON CHAPELL— 1142 S. Michigan. Webster 4240. Where those who are connoisseurs of ex cellent French cuisine assemble for the pleasure of an evening. 6 The Chicagoan MANDEL BROTHERS a store of youth a store of fashion a store of moderate price* ¦'Copyrighted & AND ALL THAT SHOULD GO WITH IT Happy days are here again, and we're ready to help you make the most of them! The new Tavern Shop is waiting with plenty of "3.2" and all the good things to go with it! Portly pretzels, appetizing anchovies, succulent sardines, heroic herring, luscious liver- wurst, 50 kinds of cheeses . . . every edible to make your beer taste better. And all the accessories from momentous mugs to glistening glasses to drink it from! A Few of the "Extras" Every kind of anchovy . Italian anti- pasto . Caviar . Herring in wine sauce . Tiny pearl onions . Sardines . Pate de Foie Gras . Truffles . Braun- schweiger sausage . Pretzels . Pum pernickel . Beer mugs, steins, plates Phone Your Beer Order! PRIMA Light, case of 24 #2.50* EDELWEISS Light, case of 24 2.50* BLATZ Old Heidelberg, case 2.60* BUDWEISER Beer, case of 24 2.90* SCHLITZ, brown bottles, case 2.65* PABST Blue Ribbon, Carton 2.65* *Plus State Tax for Relief $1 deposit required for case and bottles except on the Pabst, which is a carton, and you get 2c back a bottle We are dependent on shipments from breweries — if we haven't the brand you wish we will either hold your order or substitute another brand as you wish MANDEL'S TAVERN SHOP Ninth Floor Specializing in "3.2" by the Case and All That Goes With It April, 1933 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. WON KOW — 223? 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. LITTLE NORMANDY— 15? E. Erie. Delaware 2334. All the atmosphere that goes with the name and excellent American cuisine. 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. LE PETIT GOURMET— 61? N. Michigan. Superior 1184. What with its lovely little courtyard, it's something of a show place and always well attended by the better people. ST. HUBERT'S OLD EHGLISH GRILL— 316 Federal. Webster 0770. God save our gracious St. Hubert's! VASSAR HOUSE — Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan. Superior 6508. Here you may have luncheon, tea, dinner and even breakfast in a most modern setting. There's the lovely Diana Court, too. CASA DE ALEX— 58 E. Delaware. Superior 9697. Castilian catering and atmosphere — you can almost hear the castanets click in your coffee. MAILLARD'S— 308 S. Michigan. Harrison 1060. Superiority of service and select cuisine, and its tradition, make it a favorite lunch eon, tea and dinner choice. NINE HUNRDED— 900 N. Michi gan. Delaware 1187. An atmos phere of refinement and a variety of excellently prepared and served dishes. RICKETT'S— 2727 N. Clark. Di versey 2322. The home of the famous strawberry waffle whether it be early or late. RIVEREDGE— On the Des Plaines River, route 22, ^/l mi'e east or Milwaukee Avenue at Half Day. Rather a trip, but worth it to get away from it all. The cuisine is excellent CAPE COD ROOM— Drake Hotel, Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. Everything you can think of, and several other things, in the way of marine foods. And a lot of Cape Cod atmosphere. WAGTAYLE'S WAFFLE SHOP— 120? Loyola Avenue. Briargate 3989. Another northside spot popular with the late-at-nighters. 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. Of what importance is the scarcity of good restaurants in the neighbor hood when there Eitel's is? HENRICI'S — 71 W. Randolph. Dearborn 1800. When better coffee is made Henrici's will still be without orchestral din. ROCOCO HOUSE— 161 E. Ohio. Delaware 3688. Swedish service and food stuffs. You'll leave in that haze of content that surges over a well-fed diner. THE VERA MEGOWEN RES TAURANT— ?01 Davis, Evan- ston. A smart dining spot where Evanstonians and northsiders like to meet and eat. A BIT OF SWEDEN— 1011 Rush. Delaware 1492. European cooking and atmosphere. Famous for its smorgasbord. CHARM HOUSE— 800 N.Michigan. Superior 4781. At the Old Water Tower. Quaint, beautiful interior, SANDOR PRESENTS AN ESCUTCHEON TO JOHN ALDEN CARPENTER excellent cuisine and service and reasonable prices. JOSEPH H. BIGGS— ?0 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. BRADSHAW'S— 620 N. Michigan. Delaware 2386. A pleasant spot for luncheon, tea or dinner. Quiet and restful, and the catering is notable. THE SPANISH TEA ROOM— 126 S. Washington St., Naperville. On State route No. 18 (Ogden Ave.). Noted for its famous home cook ing. LA LOUISIANE— 120 E. Pearson. Delaware 0860. Gaston of the Al- ciatores, famous family of restau rateurs, is again offering the superb dishes for which he is so well known. PITTSFIELD TAVERN—?? E. Washington. State 492?. Always a delightful spot for luncheon and tea while shopping, and for dinner later. JIM IRELAND'S OYSTER HOUSE —632 N. Clark. Delaware 2020. The place to go when you're in fine fettle for fish and other sea food. SCHLOGLE'S—il 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. PICCADILLY — 410 S. Michigan. Harrison 197?. Special tea service — famous Piccadilly sandwiches, muffins toasted, marmalades, salads, cakes and ices. Luncheon and dinner served both a la carte and table d'hote. zMorning — Noon — Nigh t EDGEWATER BEACH HOTEL— ?300 block — Sheridan Road. Mark Fisher and his orchestra play in the Marine Dining Room, concert and dancing, with dancing week-day evenings until 12:00 o'clock; Fridays until 1:00 a. m.; Saturdays, formal, until 2:00 a. m. Dinner $1.50. No cover charge to dinner guests except Saturday nights when there is a charge of $1.00. Dance admission week- nights, $1.00; Saturday nights $1.?0. PALMER HOUSE— State, Monroe, Wabash. Randolph 7?00. The Empire Room is being made into a splendid new supper club, open ing May 4 with Richard Cook and his orchestra, Deloz and Yolanda, dancing team, and other entertain ment. In the Fountain Room, din ner is $1.00. The Special Shore Dinners, presenting the utmost in seafood, are $1.50. COHGRESS HOTEL— Michigan at Congress. Harrison 3800. The Joseph Urban Room, new and splendid, and without doubt the most beautiful supper room any where, is popular with Harry Sos- nick and his orchestra and Edwina Mershon and a swell floor show. DRAKE HOTEL— Lake Shore Drive at Michigan. Superior 2200. The new Gold Coast Room is grand. Luncheons, $1.00. Dinner, $1.50. Clyde McCoy and his orchestra play. Cover charge, after nine, $1.00 week nights; $1.50 Satur days. HOTEL SHERMAN— Clark at Ran dolph. Franklin 2100. Always fun at College Inn with funny Frank Libuse, the clowning waiter, and his gang. Mr. Braun leads the way. NEW BISMARCK HOTEL— 171 W. Randolph. Central 0123. Art Kassel and his melodious orchestra and excellent entertainment in the Walnut Room from 7:00 p. m. to 1 :00 a. m.; later on Saturday. Din ners, $1.50 and $2.00. There is a floor show also. HOTEL LA SALLE— La Salle at Madison. Franklin 0700. Artie Collins and his orchestra play in the Blue Fountain Room. Dinner, $1.00. Saturday nights, $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. SHORELAND HOTEL— 5454 South Shore Drive. Plaza 1000. The splendid Shoreland cuisine and hospitality are a delight to south- side diners-out. Several reasonably priced dinners. ST. CLAIR HOTEL— 162 E. Ohio. Superior 4660. The new dining room is now open, with its con tinental Assorted Appetizer Bar, new appointments, decorations and indirect lighting effects. Dinners from $0.80 to $1.10. Luncheons from $0.50 to $0.75. ORLAHDO HOTEL— 2371 E. 70th St. Plaza 3500. One of South Shore's most delightful tea rooms; reasonably priced, excellent foods. STEVENS HOTEL— 730 S. Mich igan. Wabash 4400. George Dev- ron and his band play in the main dining room. Dinner, $1.00. No cover charge. 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. HOTEL BELMONT— 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. Where Evansto nians and near-northsiders are apt to be found dining. PEARSON HOTEL— 190 E. Pear son. Superior 8200. Here you will find all the niceties in menu and appointments that bespeak re finement. THE CHURCHILL— 1255 N. State. Whitehall 5000. You really ought to try the home-cooked meals at this inviting dining room that spe cializes in hors d'oeuvres. Lunch eon, $0.50. Dinners, $1.00; Sun days, $0.85; Sunday evenings, $1.25. THE GRAEMERE— 3330 Washing ton Blvd. Van Buren 7600. In keeping with the tone of lovely Graemere, its dinner rendezvous has taken hold. It is now recog nized as the finest on the West Side. THE SHOREHAM— 3318 Lake Shore Drive. Bittersweet 6600. The dining room is operated by Mrs. Look, whose name is synony mous with good food. Serving table d'hote and a la carte at all hours. HOTEL KNICKERBOCKER— 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, $1.00 and up; in the Cof' fee Shop, $0.90. AUDITORIUM HOTEL — 430 S. Michigan. Harrison 5000. All these years one of the most hos' pitable places. Recently redeco rated dining rooms are still serving the same excellent cuisine for which the Auditorium has always been famous. 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. ATLANTIC HOTEL— 3 16 S.Clark. Wabash 2646. True Teutonic hospitality and a superior kitchen to prepare the dishes. 8 The Chicagoan V 1 A board the lie de France wm ft^C^*-*-*-* , Each evening, with a last touch of pow der and lipstick . . . with a parting pat at handkerchief and tie . . . perfectly groomed ladies and gentlemen descend to take part in a ceremony. They are the votaries of a cult adorned with a tradi tion . . . their temple is a brilliant salle a manger . . . and their High Priest is a French Line chef. During the voyage, they can sample masterpieces of famous Parisian restau rants at every meal. For, here have been concentrated centuries of experience and stores of secrets in the art of dining. Hors d'oeuvres are legion. . . . Then there may be a Potage St. Germain, as you'd find it at Joseph's; or the incred ible Lobster Foyot. . . . Eggs are never just "eggs," but rather, Oeufs a la creme (shirred with cream), or -Florentine (poached on spinach with cheese and white wine), or perhaps, -Bercy (hard boiled in wine and mushroom sauce) . . . . There are ducks that equal in flavor those numbered canards of Tour d' Ar gent . . . quail as delicious as Larue's Cailles a la Souvaroff . . . crepes done in enchanting ways ... or Sabayon, a dessert of rich custard and Marsala wine. And then the sommelier is certain to suggest, with each course, a delightful accompaniment of the best vintage years, such as would tickle the palate of a king. . . . No one rushes through a French Line meal. It would border on sacrilege! A superb cuisine . . . this atmosphere of the Continent . . . perfectly trained service (English-speaking, of course) . . . comfort, beauty and modernity . . . these are the quiet, daily attributes of French Line travel . . . and they are strongly secured by a centuries-old marine tradition. Any travel agent will be glad to help you plan a trip on France-Afloat. French Line, 19 State Street, New York. JmI ILE DE FRANCE, April 29, May 27, June 17 ' PARIS, April 18, May 19, Juno 10 • CTIAMPLAIN, April 22, May 13, June 3 and 24 « LAFAYETTE, May 6, June 8 » DE GRASSE, June 20 ' ROCHAMBEAU, May 16, June 22 April, 1933 9 CLAR1D6E S, PARIS •- r . r •**•-„ PALACE/ LYONS RITZ/ MADRID A Parisian institution, the Claridge anticipates every need of its refined guests — - faultless attendance. . phone in each room . . Tur kish baths . . swimming pool . . renowned restau rant and grill room. Every suite is differently furnished. Single Rooms from $4.00 Double Rooms from $6.00 A stately hall, spacious recep tion rooms, famous restau rant, garage for 100 cars . . comfortable living for guests of the modern Palace Hotel at Lyons, center of the silk trade. 400 pleasant rooms provided with bath or complete dress ing room, and city phone. Single Rooms from $2.50 Double Rooms from $3.00 GRAND* HOTEL* EUROPEENf In the gayest capitals of Europe . . in fabled cities of romance and art . . the discriminating traveler will enjoy pleasurable living as the guest of "Les Grands Hotels Europeens". Rates have been adjusted in accordance with the times. For full information, write to IBORAT, Publicity Representatives, 565 Fifth Ave., N. Y. Reservations through recognized travel agencies. NE6RESCO/ NICE Many rooms of the sumptuous Negresco Hotel at Nice look out upon the blue Mediterra nean; others upon the Massena Garden. The great hall, in Louis XVI style, is one of the world's finest. The luxurious restaurant overhangs the water's edge; the grill is noted for specialties. Single Rooms from $3.50 Double Rooms from $4.00 PALACE/ MADRID PALACE mni Largest hotel in Europe, the Palace is splendidly situated between Canovas and Cortes Squares in Madrid. The vast hall is renowned for its admir able proportions and decora tion. Rooms of unusual comfort and luxury; each is provided with bath and city phone. Res taurant and grill are famous. Single Rooms from $3.00 Double Rooms from $4.00 ALFONSO XIII, SEVILLE ASTORIA/ BRUSSELS In the most fashionable quar ter of Brussels — Rue Royale — the Astoria is patronized by discriminating travelers. Its luxurious suites and Royal Apartment, the great hall and Salle de Fetes denote a uni form elegance. The restau rant is acclaimed for the ex cellent cuisine and fine wines. Single Rooms from $2.00 Double Rooms from $2.50 Seville, Jewel of the Andalusia of sun and flowers, romance and art, has irresistible attrac tion. The Alfonso XIII Hotel seems more like an Andalusian palace than the comfortable hotel it is. A magnificent hall and patio; splendid restaurant; garage and all modern features. Single Rooms from $3.00 Double Rooms from $4.00 CONTINENTAL/ S* SEBASTIAN PALACE/ BRUSSELS In the heart of busy Brussels, you will have rest and fresh air, at the Palace, which faces upon the Botannical Garden. Luxury, refined comfort, faultless attendance . . Five hundred rooms, an equal number of baths and phones. A noted restaurant. Single Rooms from $2.00 Double Rooms from $2.50 In the Pyrenees, at the edge of the Atlantic, San Sebastian is the summer residence of royal ty. Here the Continental Pal ace Hotel offers visitors perfect living. On the famous "La Con cha" beach, the hotel looks out upon a gorgeous panorama of sea and mountains. Open the year 'round. Single Rooms from $2.50 Double Rooms from $3.50 CHATEAU D'ARDENNE LERMITA6E DltiNE/ FRANCE A delightful stopping-place on the winter Route des Alpes, when motor ing to or from the Riviera. Here you will enjoy real countryside amid un forgettable scenery. L'Ermitage will look after your every comfort. Re markable Napoleon Museum. In the Ardenne Hills of Bel gium, the Chateau was for merly Manor of the Count of Rochefort and later property of the King of the Belgians. It has now been transformed into a luxurious hostelry. Surround ed by a park of 1,500 acres; tennis, fishing, riding are avail able. Golf (18 holes). Airport. Single Rooms from $2.00 Double Rooms from $2.50 10 The Chicagoan make it a pleasant adventure to find your new home— Simply tell us your desires in the selection of your new apart ment home — which section of the city you prefer, the number of rooms, their appointments, conveniences and rental range. Then our highly individualized service sifts out the really distinctive apartments for you. This service is cost-free. 2-3-4 Rooms (FURNISHED AND UNFURNISHED) 1039 Hollywood Avenue Quiet, Residential Street. Finely ap pointed apartments with above the average furnishings and maid service . . . Unfurnished units with same high degree of service. Maid service avail able. Switchboard. 24 hour elevator service. \y2 blkg. The Graemere 3300 Washington Blvd. fronting Garfield Park. Each room with a life and warmth of its own . . . done in beautiful decorating and furnishing effects . . . every modern home convenience: every hotel service heartily performed: phone Van Huren 7600. ? South Shore Hotel Orlando 2371 East 70th St. Finely Furnished. Pleasing room ar rangement, completely furnished large rooms, ample closets, gas and light included. Full hotel service. Tea Hoom . . . One of South Shore's most delightful eating places . . . reasonably priced excellent foods. Phone: Pla*a 3500. ? Woodlawn The Gothic 6529 Kenwood Ave. Reflecting the charm of a fin . . . Unusually appealing appoint ments, readily lending themselves to your own home-making ideas . . . Maid service . . . Ample closet space . . . Newly decorated. I. C. transportation. Phone : Plaza 3060. All With: Select Locations Smart Appointments Nearness to Parks and Beaches High Speed Transporta tion to the Loop CENTRAL RENTAL SERVICE A TRUE PUBLIC SERVANT 69 W. WASHINGTON ST. DEARBORN 7740 April, ]933 II Hospitable Dining Rooms 12 The Chicagoan Here s How and Where At the L'Aiglon Bar Drop in for a stein of the finest brew. Sam ple our exhilarating champagne cocktails. Fine wines are now served with our famous dishes in the grand old way. L'AIGLON has long led in masterly cui sine. Now we lead in masterly beverages. HAPPY DAYS! DINNER Dancing six to two Twenty-two East Ontario DELAWARE 1909 SUPPER / oos D°«TMU, °» UpU^ER Dinner $1.00 5:3°~9 P. m. DRAUGHT or BOTTLED BEER aSfnh" fam°US good c°°king is **?'n b""g served in the old-time atmosphere of our dining rooms ATLANTIC HOTEL 3I6nefrTt Clafk Stre« "ear Jackson Boulevard nth &* red .A;e;^-c 0* s««* i#x%£Z> 044°- April, 1933 13 Hotel BELMONT Where the drop from one income bracket to another may be taken without sacrificing the pleasures and comforts of gracious living. SMART MART ART GALLERIES ALLEN GALLERIES 940 North Michigan Ave. Exhibitions of contemporary artists, pic ture framing, screens, game tables, bars especially designed and executed. Delaware 1973 M. O'BRIEN & SON Established 1855 Paintings, etchings, antiques. We maintain our own shop for the correct framing and restoring of pictures. We are glad to submit estimates regarding any such work. 673 North Michigan Superior 2270 THE OHM GALLERY Original Old Masters Paintings at Low est Prices in a Century. Exhibition of Flower pieces, Portraits and Miniatures by Helen Slutz. Suite 31, Diana Court 540 North Michigan Avenue, Chicago ELECTROLYSIS No discriminating woman can mar the tailored perfection of the present mode by facial blemishes — warts — moles — su perfluous hair. Have them removed per manently, painlessly and safely by multi ple electrolysis. Suite 1411, Willoughby Tower 8 So. Michigan Ave. Phone: State 5613 FERN C. SHARRER RENTAL LIBRARY Read the most discussed books of the day The Lovely Lady — and poems — by D. H. Lawrence. Jehol, City of Emperors, by Sven Hedin. British Agent, by R. H. Bruce Lockhart. The Black Girl in Her Search of God, by George Bernard Shaw. JOSEPH J. GODAIR Rental Library 10 East Division Street Delaware 8408 CATERERS GAPER BEER TEASERS Celery hearts stuffed with Roquefort, stuffed eggs rathskeller, mushrooms stuffed with crabmeat, Bismarck herring salad, anchovy Kruden, beef crustards from 60 cents a dozen. Call Sup. 8736 JOHN B. GAPER CATERING CO. 161 East Chicago Ave. JOSEPH H. BIGGS 50 E. Huron Fine catering in all its branches. Esti mates furnished for luncheons, dinners, weddings, musicals, afternoon teas, and all social functions. Superior 0900-0901 FURRIERS Protect your FURS Storage, cleaning, plus World Wide In surance Policy for one year at regular storage cost. DU CINE Furrier 206 Diana Court, 540 N. Michigan Ave. Superior 9073 GARAGE SERVICE MEDE GARAGE Offers specialized service for people who insist upon the best in motor car care. Storage rates reasonable. Pick up and delivery service anywhere. MEDE GARAGE & SERVICE STATION 1220 N. Wells St. Diversey 7878 HOME CLEANING SERVICE The only careful, thrifty process of clean ing rugs, carpets and upholstered furni ture in your home — is the Wallweber Method — convenient, thorough, fast — en dorsed by better homes and hotels. WALLWEBER CLEANING SERVICE 30 N. La Salle St. Call Central 1652 for information HEMSTITCHING Buttons covered, Pleating, Monogram- ming, Alterations, Hosiery repaired. WALTON HEMSTITCHING CO. 840 N. Michigan, Suite 636 Sup. 1071 HAIRDRESSING Distinctive hair styles created by ANNE HEATHCOTE Finger waves that are actually combed out and brushed thoroughly. ANNE HEATHCOTE STUDIOS 209 S. State St., Chicago Phones: Harr. 9060 and Web. 7112 Creators of natural looking Permanent Waves INSTRUCTION CHICAGO SCHOOL OF EXPRESSION AND DRAMATIC ART Esther Byron, of Rose Marie, Dance of the Flame, My Maryland fame, one of our many pupils who have arrived. LETITIA V. BARNUM 410 S. Michigan Ave. Har. 5965 DRESS DESIGN AND STYLING Professional training or programs for Per sonal Use. French method of Pattern Cutting — Draping, advanced Sewing proj ects, Sketching, Color, Ideas, Study of Style Trends, Style Reporting. VOGUE SCHOOL OF FASHION ART I 16 S. Michigan Blvd. INTERIOR DECORATION Professional training for Business or Per sonal Use — Individual Advancement — Ar rangement, Color, Period and Contempo rary Styles, Fabrics, Estimating and Ren dering, Styling and Merchandising. Under personal supervision RUTH WADE RAY Director of Vogue School I 16 S. Michigan Blvd. MODISTE MME. ALLA RIPLEY Incorporated Coats, Suits, Dresses and Millinery to Order. 622 S. Michigan Ave. Arcade Building Telephone Harrison 2675 OLD GOLD WANTED CASH FOR OLD GOLD Watches, broken jewelry, gold filled, dia monds, silver, etc. This institution is operated by public spirited citizens to help you obtain cash. We will pay you honest and highest prices. Member of Chicago Association of Commerce. Established 1900. CHICAGO GOLD SMELTING CO. 59 E. Madison St., Room 515 RIDING APPAREL CORRECT RIDING APPAREL AND ACCESSORIES for Park, Polo and Hunting Ready to wear and to your order MEURISSE 8 So. Michigan Dearborn 3364 SHOES Well kept shoes are the most important factor of dress to the perfectly groomed woman. ZOES 15 East Washington Street Room 213-218 For thirty years the foremost in dyeing, tinting, cleaning, reshaping and custom shoe repairing SPORTSWEAR I ALICIA MARSHALL, INC. Hand-knitted suits and dresses made to measure and individually designed. Chicago Shop 540 North Michigan Avenue Superior 2799 Ardmore, Pa. New York Pittsburgh, Pa. 14 The Chicagoan Visit the Shops in the Pittsfield Building Chicago's Foremost PRESCRIPTION DRUG STORES Although we devote our major efforts to the accurate com pounding of prescrip tions, our patrons find here a complete stock of a pproved drug staples as well as any other merchandise which rightfully be longs in a properly conducted, modern pharmacy. WRIGHT LAWRENCE Main Floor, Pittsfield Bldg. Marshall Field Annex, 13th Floor 24 N. Wabash Ave. The PITTSFIELD TAVERN LUNCHEON 35c to 50c TEA DINNER 50c to 75c Delicious Food Prompt Service A DELIGHTFUL RENDEZVOUS ENTRANCE OFF MAIN I, O B 15 Y BEAUTY A Condos permanent wave re flects the touch of genius, the moulding of a master sculptor. As\ about our early wee\ specials. The Modern Woman Prefers — Located in the heart of the loop. Chicago's leading shop and professional building. A few desirable shops and offices available. mi,?„3,o ™tsfle,d Bld«. 1215 E. 63rd St. Franklin 9801 PITTSFIELD BUILDING 55 E. Washington St. Wabash, and Washington Streets F. JV. Boy den, Manager Always Particular With Your Flower Orders LOOP FLOWER SHOP Corner Washington and Wabash RANDOLPH 2788 FURS Superb quality correctly styled at most moderate price. Phone: Rand. 8177 we will call for your garments for summer storage. RAMSPERGER & LARSON, INC. SUITE 500 PITTSFI ELD BUILDING April, 1933 [5 OCCUPANCY Chantilly estate (12 acres) 25 miles from Paris in the heart of the hunting and racing country contiguous to 70,000-acre forest for riding and hunting. Twelve acres of landscaped park and garden complete with swimming pool, gardener's cottage, two pavilions with servant quarters. Fully developed garden, flowers, fruit, vegetables, poultry, etc. Magnificent view across Oise valley. Two 18-hole golf courses in strolling dis tance. House (shown) hag four bedrooms, two baths, iving room, entrance dining hall, kitchen, pantry, etc. Owner has 1200 feet of colored motion pictures of property which can be seen by appointment. Desires to exchange occupancy for period of years with owner of moderately sized town house, preferably in Lincoln Park area. Inquiries: Box 11 — The Chicagoan 407 S. Dearborn St. — Harrison 0035 16 The Chicagoan The old lady from Dubuque reads the CHICAGOAN! She has read The Chicagoan for nearly two years now and she thoroughly enjoys it. She isn't very much different from most of the women of her age. She wanted to keep step with her children and now she is keeping even a little better step with her grand children than their parents are. She admits she winced just a little when Mabel, her older daughter, lighted a cigarette in her presence a few years ago. She pretended not to notice but was rather clumsy about it. Today, she offers cigarettes to her younger women guests. And on state occasions, such as family gatherings, she lights a cigarette herself. Doesn't care for it especially, but it puts everyone at ease. She worked for prohibition and when she learned that her son-in-law bought a case of bootleg Scotch occasionally, and made his own gin, she was really upset. Went to bed for a day or two. Then she got hold of herself. She even lets them put just a "little stick" in her ginger ale occasionally. She voted the Democratic ticket and was glad to see beer come back. She comes to Chicago four or five times a year. She takes in the shows. She thinks some of them overemphasize sex and would be just as amusing if there was a little less vulgarity and a little more honest humor. She is interested in what's new in Chicago and the world. She is up on the current movies, and keeps informed on books, music, art, and sport. She is hardly active enough for golf but she bids a mean hand of contract. She gets a real laugh out of sprightly pictures and stories, even though there is a slight suggestion of the risque. But she still despises the crude in any form. She does a surprising amount of shopping, not only for herself but for the others in the family, when she comes to Chicago. She is up on the styles. She was in Florida this winter and is threatening a trip west this summer after taking in the World's Fair. You'd love her if you really knew her. The Chicagoan; which she reads, makes an important announcement. Effective at once, its subscription price will be $2 per year, $3.50 for two years. At the newsstands from now on, 25 cents the copy. 17 Gowns Are Worn On Important Occasions Because of Their Unquestionable Style Value Our Shops carry only the newest and smartest styles. Every day new pieces are received. Con sequently there is always a profusion of the lovliest things imaginable in a complete range of sizes from which to select. MARTHA WEATHER lED SHOP IN THE DRAKE HOTEL WEATHERED MISSES SHOP 9 5 0 NORTH 'MICHIGAN CORNER OAK STREET 18 The Chicagoan THE New Deal suits us down to the ground. We've taken a good look at our hand and if we can't win with these cards we just don't know the game. We lead, therefore, with a revaluation of The Chicagoan's monetary standard. The old price level of thirtyfive cents the copy is scrapped with Republican pros- perity and this and subsequent issues will retail to cash customers at the thoroughly Democratic figure of twenty-five cents each, one coin — ladies and gentlemen — and no fumbling for odd change. The old term rate of three Republican dollars for a one-year subscription, entitling the holder to twelve handsome issues, is scaled down to two Democratic dollars redeemable in a dozen bigger, better, handsomer ones. Subscriptions of record at the close of business April fifteenth are extended accordingly and the addition of eight pages to the pres ent issue is a bonus to readers and a vote of confidence in today, tomorrow and the day after. If this be inflation, make the most of it. E'VE bought a half-page of Chicagoan advertising space — ¦ it's on page 66 — in order to make sure that the many intelligent readers who skip this department cannot hold us responsible if they miss the May number. Old faithfuls will testify that this, from us, is emphasis upon emphasis. Advance billing of scheduled fea tures is not among our vices, our old-fashioned theory holding that if we can produce one good magazine after another, consistently, the world will wear a path to our newsstands. But the May number is different. At least three of its major features stand out above con temporary magazine content like sky-ride towers over the World's Fair grounds. Under the caption, frothing 7<[ew Under the Sun, Mrs. Irene McLaughlin smilingly probes the pseudo-profound psychology of pro fessional popularity and shows, with notable examples, what makes it tick. It is a short step from the stage to the fourth estate and, here, Mr. Francis Hackett, biographer of Henry VIII, writes from Ireland pungent reminiscences of the late Chicago Evening Post, one of the two most reverently mourned American news journals. From the press to politics is no step at all and in this ring Mr. Milton S. Mayer, derailed from his favorite subject last November to do right by A Century of Progress Exposition in these pages, entertains with a powerful personality sketch of Mr. Patrick A. Nash. If the merry month of May isn't merrier by half because of these features, don't spend any more of your hard-earned quarters in our store. T^IGHT weeks before opening day, A Century of Progress Expo- tion is an almost dangerously assured success. No one seems to know just how this can be a fact, but no one doubts that it is. The reports from the provinces are indisputable evidence. Iowa farm ers, Texas rangers, Florida crackers, unshaken Californians and de flated New Yorkers all write the same story. Somehow, by flivver, rail or foot, they are coming. Chicagoans are learning, happily if a little sheepishly, that Chicago has chalked up another of her never locally understandable victories over circumstance, logic and civic self -consciousness. It's to be a big Summer. There's to be plenty of going's-on and plenty of visitors with more or less cash in hand and ideas in mind. The builders of the Fair, with little or no encouragement from their fellow townsmen, have provided a splendid reason for coming to Chicago. It remains for these townsmen, individually and collect ively, to provide visitors with equally splendid reasons for coming again. The city has no great reputation for hospitality. It has a splendid opportunity for gaining one. It is not likely that it will have another such until 1983, if ever. If it is not too much to ask, we think it would be nice of the newspapers to move the police bulletins back to their proper place on an inside page during the Fair period. All the big shots of gangdom are gone, anyway, and the little fellows' didoes are anti-climax. TT CAN be stated at this time with reasonable confidence that the first printing of The Chicagoan World's Fair Book will be avail able on or about May fifteenth at fifty cents the copy. Exact date of publication is contingent upon such variable factors as the com pletion of certain buildings which, it is felt, are of especial significance in a work of commemorative character, and upon the disposition of the sun-god to light these same for Mr. Miller's exacting camera. Latterly, progress in construction of the buildings — a sight for depres sion eyes — augurs well for early completion of the volume, but Apollo has been decidedly antagonistic to the whole proposition for the past several weeks, which will be all right with us if he stays on the job like a union plumber after June 1. We are at liberty, we feel, to divulge at this time the fact that this is going to be the book of the Fair. The work going on in the office on your left as you enter this one is bearing handsome fruit. It will be going on for some time, continuing after the first printing in preparation for the second, and so on and on until, come Fall and football, the big show is over. We mention the successive printings, of which there'll be as many as Fair attendance demands, because we feel that most of you will want it to be a first edition that you hand down to your son's son and his son. It will be that kind of a book. T^DITORIAL intuition, whatever that may be and however fickle, "^ makes us bold to predict a sports year such as the greybeards tell1 us about. We've almost nothing on which to base the hunch, but Mr. Al Simmons' prompt delivery of a home run on schedule in the first Sox-Cubs meeting is encouragement for what horsemen call- chalk players. There was something comforting, too, in Mr. Joe Savoldi's defeat of Mr. Jim Londos, real or staged. Mostly, though, we base our dope on the fact that six of the young men called out for Spring football practice at Notre Dame are named Roach, Gorman, McGuff, Devore, Tobin and Hagan. The Irish, we dare to hope, are Irish again. We're on a plug named Big Red — at a thousand to one— to win the Kentucky Derby. If he does, don't tell us we didn't let you in. E OUGHT not to write about motion pictures. Last month we presented Mr. Noel Coward with authorship of The Animal Kingdom and found out how stagewise Chicagoan readers are. But we can't make that kind of an error in the case of Gabriel Over the White House, the author of which preferred to be anonymous and undoubtedly will regret it forever. The picture is one of the ten or twelve productions that cannot be written out of screen history. Gabriel Over the White House is something to see and hear. It confounded its sponsors, who unveiled it with fingers crossed and an eye on the nearest exit, and reversed the critical experts. The stage had kidded the government with Of Thee I Sing and the screen had done something similar with The Phantom President, but comedy is not drama. Gabriel Over the White House is. It is also essay, preachment, political doctrine bluntly expressed and not in any sub stantial degree safeguarded by fictionization. It could have resulted in a lynching party, had the public felt just a little differently than it does about certain things. It did result in a welcome such as few plays and no pictures have had since the good old days when cheer ing came easy. It is the forerunner of a new and possibly tremendous train of cinema productions. CTATISTICS are never so illuminative, to us, as personal obser- vation. The number of Malay dead in a hurricane is never so moving as one maimed mendicant within dime's reach. The reported shortage of beer-producing barley, with all its reported accelerating influence on the grain market, speaks to us of returning prosperity a good deal less eloquently than the plainly evident return of smartly gowned ladies to the fashionable salons of Michigan Boulevard. This, to us, means business. It marks the return of the eternal feminine from the bargain counter to the shrine of quality. It indi cates that Milady senses the end of the emergency and, being a woman, is proceeding summarily to do something definite about it, specifically to leave off buying what she needs and begin buying what she wants. We, for one, ask no surer sign that the depression is over. Buy Your car *n '33 the way they did in 1903 Perhaps you weren't old enough in 1903 to buy a car . . . . . . but you can imagine what a momentous event such a purchase was in those days. The buyer didn't act on preconceived opinions. Instead, he studied every car whose price was near the amount he intended to pay. He compared them in appearance, features and value. Packard believes this year you should go back to the 1903 way of buying a car. Forget all your opinions about automobiles. Ride in every car within your price range — compare them all in every way. Such comparison is especially impor tant if you are considering the purchase of a fine car. Spurred on by fierce competition, manufacturers have striven as never before to advance their cars mechanically. And Packard has made the greatest strides of all. With its 1933 models Packard has obsoleted all previous standards in the fine car field. Brilliant performance, long life, luxurious comfort, per fect quiet — Packard has combined all these quali ties in one great series of cars. 600,000 miles of testing at the Packard Proving Grounds proved that the new Packards are the most durable cars built in America. Even though you pay a little more for a Packard than you might for some other car, you will get your money's worth — with interest — from the added years of service the car will give. Your investment is protected, too, by the perma nent beauty of these cars. For they have the tradi tional Packard lines that never age. See the new Packards. Drive one of them over some road you know by heart. Do the same with every other fine car. Compare each one with Packard on any basis. We leave it to you which of America's fine cars you will then decide to make yours. Packard ASK THE MAN WHO OWNS ONE The Packard Eight, from $2150;The Packard Super-Eighi.from $2750 The Packard Twelve, from $3720. Prices quoted are F.O.B. Detroit PACKARD MOTOR CAR COMPANY OF CHICAGO The Chicagoan Chicagoana Items Gathered Here and There About the Town Conducted by Donald Plant THE passing of the beer bill was faintly exciting, we thought. Of course the senate just had to have its little fling at playing dirty badminton with the American Public, proving that, by gad! it was still the senate. But everybody knew that all the time. And there had to be the droolings of Sheppard of Texas and the mouthings of Borah of Idaho, but everyone expected those little routines. It will probably be some time after the first few weeks of ingurgitation before the benefits of the return of legal beer will be felt. True, the economic blessings are the most important, but there are a couple of other little things that, we hope, will be remedied. We hope legal beer will mark the end of the once powerful W. C. T. U. -Board of Tem perance, Prohibition and Public Morals lobby in Washington. It does, indubitably, mark the end of its power, but we'd rather like to see the whole thing washed up, and beer has always been a good wash. We hope for the quick demise of professional and amateur re formers^ — the Listen-we're-our-neighbor's-keep- er-and-we're-going-to-keep Group. We hope for the end of the Syndicate, as brewers, any way. We hope for the fast finish of snoop ing, bar-smashing G-men who are "doing their duty." And we hope that we'll never get paralysis in our good right hand. The passing of the beer bill made us a little sentimental, too. We spent much time during the last few weeks of what we jokingly called the Prohibition Era having farewell Syndicate beers. Some of the old beer used to be pretty good, much of it was very bad. Its makers were seldom consistent about the flavor, hue and alcoholic content of their product, and they couldn't have been learning much about the noble old art of brewing, because their beer wasn't get ting any better. We guess they just didn't care. Oh, and we do hope the new light just seen (and drunk) will not put an end to that amus ing printed matter called the Clipsheet that is released not often enough by MM. Clarence True Wilson and Deets Pickett. Sunbeam League f-pWENTY-ONE years ago a number of A girls decided to bring a lot of cheer and sunshine into the lives of as many little crip pled children as they could contact. They formed a group and visited the little folks in hospitals. Thus the Sunbeam League had its origin. Soon the work grew to be too much for the League members, so they placed kin dergarten teachers, trained for the work, in the various hospitals and homes. At present the League maintains seven kin dergartens in local hospitals. One is located in the Nancy McElwee Memorial for crippled children, one at Wesley Memorial Hospital, two at Cook County, one at the Convalescent Home for Women and Children, one at the Martha Washington home for dependent crip pled children, and one at the Spalding Public School. The financing of these kindergartens is taken care of by only two parties a year. A ball is held in the autumn and a card party and tea in the spring. The latter takes place this year in the Grand Ballroom of the Stevens Hotel at two o'clock, April 18, with unusually beautiful prizes — everything from a pair of love birds in a cage to a handsomely fitted suit case. Miss Virginia Erlandsen is president of the League and Mrs. Otto Mast is social chairman. Smallest and Tallest PRACTICALLY crowding out the return ¦*¦ of beer and the banking holiday for front page space was the Mather Tower Club, de scribed as the "smallest and tallest" club in Town and having quarters on the top floors of the Mather Tower Building, some 488 feet above the Chicago River. The site of the club misses by sixty-seven feet the exact spot on which Fort Dearborn was located before A Century of Progress moved it out to 18th Street and the Lake. There is an "observation promenade" which crowns the club, and from it one can see what the Tavern is serving for luncheon and get the correct time from the Wrigley Building clock or the timepiece operated by courtesy of Mon arch Foods. The purpose of the club is both "civic and social," according to its founders, who include Carroll H. Sudler, Jr., president; Adolphe O. Goodwin, vice-president; Edward L. Ericson, vice-president; and Charles Barney Cory, sec- 'DAWGONE— AH CAIN'T READ MAH OWN WRITIN'." retary-treasurer. Alonzo C. Mather, builder of the Tower, is honorary president. A feature of the club will be a jig-saw table, designed by Charles L. Morgan, the architect, which will seat the fifteen directors. This table can be taken apart to form single, dou ble or triple tables which, when combined, spell "1-u-n-c-h," or can be put away when ten or more members are in the club rooms at one time. Membership is at the present time limited to fifty executives who have offices in the Mather Tower and twenty-five non-resident members who can live anywhere within thirty miles of the Michigan Avenue Bridge. The directors solemnly broke huge loaves of bread, instead of the customary champagne bottle, at the recent dedication luncheon, and then (it was during the moratorium) received Confederate "shin plasters" in denominations of from five to one hundred dollars, in lieu of the usual five dollar gold piece which used to be known as the "director's mite." In addition to the officers, the following are directors and charter members : Herbert Hugh Riddle, Robert G. Work, Samuel M. Ashman, H. W. Blakeslee, Major Horace Keane, L. E. Dickson, Thomas F. McCarthy, Charles L. Morgan and J. M. and Frank Watkins. King's X TT might have happened to anyone, but it happens to have happened to Joe Schwab, one of the clever young biologists out at Dr. Hutchins' education emporium. Joe awakened one morning, and the racket of children at play sounded below him. Dressing in his laborious way, Joe looked out the window to find out what it was the youngsters were up to. He was just in time to see one of the kids jump on a cellar door and holler to another of the kids who was chasing him: "This is Greece. You can't tag me here." Woman's Symphony "LIOW those girls can play!" and several variations of these simple but telling words have run the gamut of the Drake's Ave nue of Palms on each second Sabbath of the past five months; which happens to be the oc casion of the appearance of one of the Town's unique organizations — The Woman's Sym phony Orchestra of Chicago. Choosing the in-between hours from five to seven for con certs was a rather continental thing for them to do, but the time, the place and the girls have made a decided hit with a substantial following of Gold-Coasters and other music- loving townsfolk and suburbanites. For nigh unto a thousand of them sit in the great din ing room which is transformed into a concert hall with boxes arranged along the marble side-rail. During the intermissions the mem bers of the audience promenade along the Ave- April, 1933 21 "NEVER AGAIN WILL I MARRY A WOMAN WHO OWNS A WATER SPANIEL!" nue of Palms, and then there are the special after-concert suppers. The prestige of this orchestra has been in creasing steadily from season to season. It was founded in 1925 for the purpose of establish ing a symphony, giving standard programs in which women could play. It had varied in size and format (there were times when only men-players existed who could toot a tuba or cope with an unwieldy French horn), but to day it is in our midst: the world's only full- sized symphony orchestra — sixty-eight mem bers — composed entirely of women, conducted by a woman and presenting a regular series of concerts each season. At the conductor's stand is Director Ebba Sundstrom, formerly concert-master, later as sistant conductor. Miss Sundstrom, an attrac tive Nordic, well-poised and capable of lead ership, has grown up with the orchestra, and she holds the respect and the affection of her players. Mrs. Arthur Byfield is the dynamic and popular president of a Board of Directors composed of women well known in civic, club and musical circles, and the able and energetic business manager is the Chicago impresario, Donna Parker. The girls deserve a lot of credit. They began the year with a deficit and, in spite of the times, they have put over the season's con certs with flying colors and tooting horns. There is one more concert in this year's series, on Easter Sunday — a gala concert with the Chicago Bach Chorus as soloists. And it looks like a packed house. Little Theatre ANOTHER Little Theatre group has popped up — one with several very definite objec tives. The Workers' Theatre of Chicago is the newly organized group. Its members are young actors from the universities, the offices, the factories and the ranks of the unemployed. Tom Ireland is the director. He was one of the playwrights in the Thomas Wood Stevens rebel group at the Goodman a while back. And he was once director at the Junior League Children's theatre. The group plans to have open forums after every performance, in which the members of the audience can analyze, discuss and criticize the play. The productions will be limited to plays with a social message, because the spon sors just can't stand plays dealing only with individual characters and their little problems that are totally apart from the social scene. The sponsors for the Workers' Theatre in clude: Sherwood Anderson, Waldo Frank, Malcolm Cowley, Michael Gold, Robert Morss Lovett, Scott Nearing, Mary MacDowell, Louis Wirth, Harold Lasswell, James M. Yard, Fred eric Shumann, Eustace Hayden, Jacob L. Crane and Dr. Curtis Reese. The first play, Precedent, by I. J. Golden, was presented at the Goodman Theatre, April 8 and 9. 'Times ' Sign ANOTHER tremendously interesting bit of news that we picked up somewhere is about a reduction in air travelling rates. More than likely the item belongs in our file under "Things Our Dog Brought Home," or "Well, Fancy That Now!" Anyway, Graf Zeppelin rates have been reduced twenty percent. oJfyfelody and Lyric TOURING the past decade, it has been noted, there has been a decided revival of the simple airs of folk music, and probably no one on this continent is more responsible for re calling attention to their beauties than John Murray Gibbon on Montreal. Through the Canadian Pacific hotels, Mr. Gibbon has ar ranged festivals devoted entirely to the folk lore of the peoples of the old world, and through them he has added to the repertoire of many musicians and the consequent education of a music loving public. For many of these ancient airs, he has made his own translations, which have been acclaimed not only for their poetic beauty but for their adaptability to singing as well. Mr. Gibbon has now turned his art in an other direction. On several occasions he has been a hospital patient with a phonograph as his chief source of entertainment. The result is a new method of music appreciation. He has launched a game which will enable those who enjoy music in which melody is dominant to find for themselves a meaning arid an in creased pleasure in such music. The rules of the game are as follows: Select an instrumental number with a domi nant melody, one which you enjoy at first hearing, buy a phonograph recording of it by an outstanding performer. Play this over time after time under conditions of absolute quiet, and you will find that, almost subconsciously, words expressing your reactions to it will come to mind. Either free verse or rimed will take form in your mind. Then check against the printed score. Thus the music is indelibly im pressed on one's memory, and one becomes something of a creator instead of a mere passive listener. Mr. gibbon has evolved his theory largely from a study of 16th and 17th century English lyrists — Jonson, Shake speare, Sydney, Herrick, Lovelace. In their day the relation of poety to music was much closer than it is today. Then it was an ordi nary matter of good breeding to play some instrument — the lute, for instance. The lyrists wrote a great deal of their verse with "music in the head." Often the tunes used were dance measures. Thus music created metre. And now, the phonograph serves as an excel lent substitute for the lute. With these ideas in mind and with a com plete awareness of his own reactions during long weeks of convalescence, Mr. Gibbon has written a book, Melody and Lyric, which will soon be published by J. M. Dent and Sons. Therein he gives a number of illustrations with poems composed to the melodies by the author. He finds that the works of composers such as Chopin, Schubert and Schumann lend them selves particularly well to this pastime, but he also has attained interesting results with Gluck, Haydn, Bach, Mozart, Bizet and Beethoven. He feels, however, that it is essential that one confine himself to compositions that have pro vided a very definite thrill when first heard. Off to Louisville HP HERE are lots of ways of journeying to A Churchill Downs for the Kentucky Derby, May 6. And there will probably be lots of people making the trek. That the Derby is the racing classic of the nation is a statement that's debatable, at least if one is considering only horseflesh and purses. After all, there are some pretty grand events scheduled for the Baltimore, Saratoga and local meetings. But to the layman, or the occasional track visitor, the Kentucky Derby is the racing classic of the country — old Kentucky's gift to the sporting and social world. We hope we can make the trip, especially if that 1000-1 shot upon which we placed a bet in the winter book is a starter. And an other reason why we'd like to go is that we've just heard about the All Club Special. It's a train that will be conducted under the super vision of the Chicago Travel Headquarters. Those people have had a lot of experience in travel and never leave anything undone to make their trips things to remember. And the recreation car has a bar and is well-stocked with the usual bar accessories. One boards the special around 11 :00 P. M- Friday and immediately bumps into a mid night buffet supper, followed by dancing, cards and whatever refreshments with which 22 The Chicagoan he happens to have supplied himself. Break fast and soda Saturday morning and then Louisville and the afternoon at Churchill Downs. The special pulls into French Lick Sunday morn — for a day of golf, riding, con tract or baths. And one reaches Chicago Monday morning, happy and probably very tired. It sounds like a trip to take. Bike Fad TF you have ever wondered whether you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle, or even dignified, now is your chance to find out. For a bicycle fad is sweeping the country like Roosevelt's enthusiasm and father, mother, sister and big brother are taking Eddie's wheel for turns about the blocks, leaving Eddie nothing to pedal but his papers. The bike fad, born in Hollywood, has en joyed more success than Marlene Dietrich's trousers for women idea, and authentic reports from manufacturers reveal that modern veloc ipedes are being shipped out there in carload lots. The wheels have "spoke," at last, and in addition, they have air-cushion balloon tires, electric head and tail lights and an electric horn that would make Gabriel hide his bugle and flee from over the White House. The fad has its practical aspect from tran sportation, exercise and sport standpoints. Recognizing these facts, manufacturers are planning wide advertising to explain to mod ern America that bicycles haven't always been peculiar to janitors and that there is such an animal now on sale. An End to Piracy '"PIME was when a lady of fashion could wear her clothes and keep them too, as her own models, or so we understand from our little girl reporter. If she met a friend at a soiree in a gown exactly like hers arsenic was indicated. But in recent years it has be come quite the usual thing for a patron of a shop to get herself an exclusive little thing for, say, $150.00, and then see it at Dress Boot leggers, Inc., for $39.75, at Erne's for $9.95, and finally watch her maid streaking off on Thursdays in a ducky copy at $3.75. The copies never fit so perfectly, are not made so finely, nor do they give the swank effect of the original model, of course, but it gets sort of boring to meet oneself so often. And is the dress industry mad! The exclusive shops can't stay exclusive for any longer than it takes to show a frock to a supposed customer who is going to dash back with a sketch and have the model copied a hundred fold. The top-notch manufacturers who employ fine designers suffer because their best designs are copied so swiftly. The copy ing manufacturer gets the gravy because he sells in masses while the originating manu facturer sells just a few of each design. In New York the Fash ion Originators Guild has been fighting this practice for some time, and is now spreading out to make the fight a national one. In the Guild, shops and manufacturers join to fight pirates by reporting immediately any instances in which one member of the Guild is found to be selling a cheaper copy of a design offered by another. The offending manu facturer is punished by having all member stores cease purchasing from him. In some instances fabric manufacturers refuse to sell to him — in the long run the pirate walks the plank. A nucleus of certain smart shops on Mich igan Avenue has organized to form the Chi cago arm of the Guild. Members are being recruited steadily and it is hoped to build the Michigan Avenue Guild to some forty mem bers. Aside from striking a blow at copyists the Guild will be a tremendous help in re establishing style consciousness and rejuve nating the third biggest industry of the United States. Cutthroat competition between members of the Guild is out, celling seasons are to be extended by an agreement to an nounce clearance sales all together at one date instead of rushing to get ahead of each other until the normal selling season has reached the vanishing po;nt Comparative prices will not be quoted — and all sorts of improvements in the conduct of Michigan Avenue business will help stimulate affairs generally. When they get around to it they will probably wield the big stick and dress up the Avenue thor oughly — toss out flashy, cheap signs, and the like. We hope they do something about keep ing the street clean so that every gust of wind doesn't wrap a newspaper about our leg and toss the ore dust from Great Lakes boats into our defenseless eye. Then they can put in sidewalk cafes and they won't be able to pry us off the Avenue. The officers of the Guild are Clarence Powell, President; Laurence R. Pearson, Martha Weathered, Secretary and Treasurer; Directors are Rose Gossert, Saks; Harry Blum; Frank L. Cole, Martha Weathered; Guy Ederheimer, Leschin; John T. Considine, Jr., Shayne's; and Stanley Korshak, Blackstone Shop. 'YOU'LL JUST LET POPOCATEPETL GO— THE DELANCYS ARE COMING FOR BRIDGE!' April, 1933 23 ZUM ROTHEN STERN— THE CRY FOR THIRTY-SIX YEARS, ECHOES AGAIN ON BEERY BREEZES THE INTERIOR OF THE RED STAR INN REMAINS UNCHANGED WITH ITS CHALET-LIKE CARVINGS AND OLD TABLES WHEN THEY SET THEM UP AT THE OLD BISMARCK BAR AND THE HANDLE BAR MOUSTACHE CAUGHT THE FOAM ON MANY A STEIN LOOKS LIKE A SETTING FOR SWEET ADELINE, BUT THEY WERE JUST ADMIRING ONE OF THEIR NEW STEINS. THE OLD BISMARCK 26 The Chicagoan 3mmer J?ocl) tin ^rbpfcfjen Over the Foam By Lucia Lewis IT seems, upon investigation, that pre-prohibition brews had no more than 3.2% alcohol either. So we are getting the same kick, with an extra one. The added kick comes in finding that we U\e to be law-abiding. For awhile it was fun to hide bottles under tables, to boast a fine collection of cards to Mike's, Frank's, and Charlie's, to thumb our noses at a meddlesome law. But as the years rolled on it became just a nuisance. Every check held us up. Bottles under the table were kicked over or emptied too soon, and we paid racketeering prices for another of dubious quality. Maybe the liquor was good and the food terrible, or vice versa. A dingy speakeasy ceased to be amusing. Joe's beer might be excellent this week and green the next. It was playing a game which had become tiresome and often sordid. Beer and light wines cannot banish this in a day but they give us a foretaste of pleasant times after Repeal. They produce a gratifying feeling that we are not, after all, naughty and rather silly children but self-respecting adults who can enjoy a pleasant drink under pleasant auspices, who do not honestly enjoy breaking laws, feeding gangsters and starving worthy enterprises. We could all get beer, wines and stronger liquors before the Seventh, but what we enjoyed most on that rosy dawn was the opportunity to drink an honest brew in an honest restaurant, pay an honest price; raise another stein on high and say: "A balanced budget or bust!" We can have genuine conviviality again in delightful surroundings with delightful food, which continues to be an important feature of civilized entertainment. Gaiety may come to mean brighter conver sation over wines at the dinner table, or some harmless pounding of steins and shouting of old songs — with fewer blottos falling over one in a speak or sobbing on one's shoulder at a crowded bar. The revival of beer falls into line with the revival of the gay nineties spirit which seems to be floating over the city as another Fair looms. Our sleeves are puffed, our hats are tilted on gay curls, taffeta rustles under our long skirts, and the old songs ring clear. I'm happy at Maxim's, Where all the girls are dreams. /\T Old Heidelberg in the Fair grounds we'll sit out under the trees and sentimental waltzes will float on the air again. We shall probably hear snatches of Strauss waltzes and mel- THE NEW BIER STUBE AT THE HOTEL BISMARCK. FIREPLACE, COLORFUL WINDOWS, BLUE AND WHITE CLOTHS ALL MAKE FOR GEMUTLICHKEIT odies from the Merry Widow to carry us back to the days of; the old Bismarck Garden. The North Side children v%ho skated around the outside of the Garden during its sleeping daytimes, and sat on the front porch in the evening to catch wisps of the waltzes to which they were dancing in the Garden, can now hoist a stein themselves. And they will be doing it under the auspices of the same genial Eitels. The Eitels have been purveying fine food, entertainment, and beverages in Chicago since the 1890's, when patrons parked their bicycles in block-long rows before the old Bismarck and carriages clattered up to the rococo front. Now in Old Heidelberg and in the new Bismarck they are carrying on the tradition with an added fillip because of the return of light beverages. The new Bier Stube at the Hotel Bismarck is a large, convivial room, with reminiscent heavy beams and rafters, richly stained glass windows and cupboards lined with a collection of fine old steins. The checked tablecloths and the generous bar in the anteroom transport one immediately to a dignified old German Bier Stube or English tavern whose utter comfort will keep up in pleasant discus sion over our steins for many hours. On cool days a fire glows cheerfully on the hearth, and in summer the subdued colors and air cooling will make it one of the most refreshing spots in town. Hoch soli er leben, Dreimal hoch! jNo reminiscences of the old days are complete without mention of the Red Star which, too, has gone on serenely for some thirty-six years now. Papa Gallauer's crisp Van Dyke is white now but he has the same pleasant twinkle in his eye and he has maintained the Rothen Stern unchanged through the years. Most of his waiters are the same sturdy old battalion which carried huge German apple pancakes and a dozen foaming steins at a time to the shining scrubbed tables early in the century. They can remem ber the great and near-great of the city and of the world, for the Red Star was a favorite of natives and visitors and still is. The present manager can discuss every World's Fair since 1893 and tell of how he directed squads of caterers in knee breeches and buckled shoes at the great fetes of Mrs. Potter Palmer. He has known every one from Little Egypt to Mayor Busse to Carter Harrison who still comes in to have his game prepared specially according to Mr. Gallauer's own recipe, and to Senator Lewis whose pink whiskers gleam in the dim corners of the Red Star (Continued on page 71) RIGHEIMER'S, WHERE THEY GATHERED IN THE OLD DAYS, IS NOW A HARDING RESTAURANT. BEER FLOWS AT THE OLD BAR JUST THE SAME April, 1933 27 "**g% FREDERIC HURD GENE BUCKLIN ALICE CASTLEMAN DUDLEY BUCK A BAR PARTY . By GENE BUCKLIN Everyone likes the unusual party. Since the advent of night-clubs and places like the Drake, Urban Room, College Inn or Bal Tabarin, a dance given at home lacks spice. Cocktail parties are fun, too, but they have a noticeable sameness about them. Just a touch of brain exercise, a little flexing of muscles, plus a comparatively small amount of the almighty dollar, equals an original party. So what? Here's what! A friend announces her engagement, and it seems a nice idea to give a small party to celebrate. Since it is to be a bit lacking in size, let's make up for it in originality. A resourceful friend can help work it out. Results should be similar to those pictured above. Wall decorations are easy after emptying the room of all furniture. Billboard posters whose subjects are appropriate to the reason for the party or to the old-time bar-room are simply hung by means of thumb tacks in the mouldings and pins to hold the sections together. Get a canvas to put on the floor and then dump a sack of sawdust on it. Two brass cuspidors add a great deal to the atmosphere. Another good feature is a single light from the center of the room covered by a green tin shade of the pool-room variety. The bar presents a very slight problem, as it can be constructed for about ten dollars or less. Two men can easily get a few cheap planks, some two-by-fours, a couple of sheets of wall-board and a can of mahogany colored stain. One thing more for the bar itself, the indis pensable brass rail. The one in the picture once supported portieres. Bath-room towel-rack fixtures are excellent for mounting the rail about a foot off the floor. A home-made free-lunch sign adds local color when hung over one end of the bar. The Five-and-Ten will supply gay cocktail and highball glasses, which will save wear and tear on the family's most expensive set. As to what goes in the glasses, the hostess is left to her own resources. One more thing is necessary, the Free Lunch on the bar. The one that accompanied this picture consisted of a hugh piece of Swiss cheese, a loaf of rye bread, a cold roast of beef, pickles and a large bowl of potato chips. It is a simple matter to find someone to comb their hair in the gay nineties' fashion and play bar-keep, and so you have a party that is fun to prepare for as well as fun to give. One thing more which adds is an invitation similar to the following: You are cordially invited to The Grand Opening of Untidy Joseph's newest Chicago place "The Silver Dollar" on March 4, 1933 Guest Stars— Miss "Flivver" Carr and Mr. "Ed" Marston Dancing, Free Lunch Formal Dress Please Make Reservations Early Gene Bucklin, Proprietor, 1415 Astor Street PHOTOGRAPH BY PAUL STON iE-RAY MOR , LTD. 28 The Chicagoan Weather Beer; Crack Fast God Save Our Gracious King Gambrinus! By Edward Everett Altrock IT is Gambrinus, who was really nothing more than a mythical Flemish king, who is credited with the first brewing of beer, and it's a mighty nice thought. After all, some body ought to take the credit, and there's no point in doing a swell build-up for a lot of long dead, grubby Egyptians as the first bier- meisters just because they really happened to be them. And so we're going to hold out for King Gambrinus, even though we \now there never was any such stout fellow. (We always liked the King Arthur stories, too.) People who know something about Gam brinus, and there probably aren't enough, usually say his name is derived from that of Jan Primus (John I to you) who was Duke of Brabant from 1261 to 1294, and a good one, too. Brabant used to be quite a duchy, in fact a ducky duchy, in the old days; that area now forms the three provinces of North Brabant, Holland and Antwerp and Brabant, Belgium. Jan was president of the first Brussels gild of brewers and spent a lot of time and money giving the boys a hand. His portrait with a foaming mug of ale in his fist had the place of honor in the gild-hall. In time this led to the construction of the myth of the beer-king who is usually represented handsomely astride a great beer barrel with a tankard in his hand. It's a nice old myth and we believe in it devoutly. wf course anybody knows (anybody who'd done as much research on the lovely subject as we have would any way) that the history of beer extends over several thousand years; centuries, you might say. The early Egyptians wrote about beer and brewing—those of the fourth dynasty, which more likely than not was the dy nasty between the third and fifth. Hero dotus says the Egyptians brewed beer and Pliny (but we're darned if we remember whether it was the Elder of the Younger) mentions it. So the Egyptians must have brewed beer, because, after all — Herodotus and Pliny, you know. The Greeks had a word for it and we know what it is, but our print er's linotype machines can't do anything about reproducing it. The Greeks had it, too, and probably learned the art from the Egyptians. As a matter of fact, there isn't much doubt that the wonderful discovery of beer and its utility as a tasty and exhilarating beverage was nearly as early as that of the fruit of the vine itself. But the Greeks and Romans didn't think much of beer. They thought it wasn't a re fined drink, that only barbarians guzzled it — give them wine any old time. One Greek writer says something about there having been two kinds of beer, but he doesn't describe them nor mention the difference, which isn't much help. Sophocles had something to say about beer, too, and Tacitus claimed that it was the customary drink of the Germans. Pliny (we still don't know which one) accused the Span iards and Gauls of using it. But the knowledge of the preparation, and eventual consumption, of a fermented beverage from cereals in early times was not entirely confined to central European and Mediter ranean countries. The South African Kaffir races for ages made a kind of beer from millet and still do. The natives of Nubia, Abyssinia and other parts of Africa have for centuries prepared from cereal grains a sort of beer generally called bousa. The Russians have always made their quass from barley and rye. The Chinese have their samshu made from rice and the Japanese their sa\e\ both are of ancient origin. And Roman historians chron icled that the Britons of southern England at the time of the Roman invasion brewed a species of perfectly grand ale from barley and wheat. The Romans did a lot toward improv ing the methods and subsequently the taste, or so the historians claim. It was later that Mil waukee, St. Louis and Chicago discovered beer. I HE preparation of beer on anything like a commercial scale was far more than a foam's blow from its early days. Until about the twelfth and thirteenth cen turies brewing, in England and on the con tinent, was carried on almost entirely in the monasteries. During the reign of Henry IV the brewers, of London, who had been spring ing up from time to time, combined to form an association and were granted a charter in 1445. Their ranks were swelled, after the Reforma tion (which was nothing at all like our recent Prohibition), by goodly numbers of goodly monks, still goodly brewers, from the expro priated monasteries. When the adventuresome crowd of boys, Drake, Raleigh and their ilk, really got under way trade with far away places was estab lished and in bounced tea and coffee on the unsuspecting Englishman. But until then beer and ale had been just about the only popular beverage available to the general publicum. After that, though we don't know why, the character of British beers underwent a gradual modification. They had been strongly alco holic and heavily hopped and in time they gave way to the lighter varieties. The old stock bitter was replaced by the light dinner ale. Porter (it was the popular drink of the market porters of the eighteenth century) was succeeded by mild ale. Of course the brewing of strong beers — the heavy stouts, stock and Scotch ales — con tinued, but there was never an increasing de mand for them. Ruor to the introduc tion of hops into England from Flanders (yeah, the land of King Gambrinus) along around the sixteenth century, to be indefinite, ale was a term given exclusively to malt liquor. Gradually beer grew to be the name of liquor that was brewed with an infusion of hops. Eventually ale and beer became synonymous, and so they are at the present time. The term ale, however, is never applied to black beers — stout and porter — nor to lager. The beers of the continent, German and Austrian, have always been milder than those of the tight little mite of an isle. Because of so many different beers, our information may not be so exact as you'd like it. But the mild ales of England run about 4.17 percent alco hol; light bitters and ales, 4.15; pale and stock ales 4.77; stouts and porter 6.14; single stout 4.73; double stout 6.02; Irish stout 6.14. The continental beers run something like this: Munich draught dark 3.76; Munich draught light 3.18; Munich export 3.68; Munich bock 4.53; Pilsener bottle 3.47; draught 3.25; Ber lin dark 3.82; light 4.36; Weissbier 2.64. Anyway, the point we're trying to make is that our 3.2 is a hell of a swell beer. April, 1933 29 SPRING OVER CH ICAGO FROM THE EAST WINDOW OF HIS STUDIO IN THE AUDITORIUM TOWER THE GIFTED SANDOR GREETS THE SEASON OF SEASONS V/ITH EYE AND EAR AMUSED BY MEMORY-BORN PORTENTS OF REVIVING CUSTOMS COME AGAIN TO SOFTEN THE SHARP EDGES OF AN ATTENUATED DEPRESSION. How to Survive the Derby A Forthright Discussion of the Turf Addict's Annual Problem CLOSE at hand now is a Saturday of twilight drifting up from the blue- grass, and a straining colt pounding past the green and gold of the quarter pole and down the stretch, and the tense little man atop him raking a whip back along his flank while the fleetest three-year-olds in the land string out behind. These things are the larger fragments in the changeless sporting mosaic called the Kentucky Derby, and on May 6 it will have its fifty-ninth running at weatherbeaten old Churchill Downs. Already can be discerned the stirrings of the mild insanity which annually delivers thousands of victims to the piratical innkeep ers of Louisville, draws millions of dollars to the bookmaker in his little cigar store on the corner, and sends half America diving into the form charts and the dream books in search of the Derby winner. Quite soon the mere mention of a horse's name will bring to the eye of the Derby addict a wild and characteristic gleam, and during the final week of waiting all business will cease in stores and offices in which the infection is at all wide spread. Now in normal times the Derby addict is not a menace, because the community can spare him during his three weeks of pre- Derby daffiness and his two weeks of post- Derby recuperations. But these are not normal times. It is the year of the return of beer, and every man, woman and child wor thy of the name of patriot is needed at the bar if we are to drink the nation back to prosperity. If the hundreds of thousands of Derby addicts are permitted to abandon them selves to their racing forms and their sports pages during the first and best five weeks of the beer season, their absence may prove fatal to business recovery. In 1933, as long as one barrel remains untapped, America cannot spare a single citizen. It is, then, in the spirit of unselfish public service that this magazine reveals herewith the complete chain of events which will lead up to the fifty-ninth Kentucky Derby. Painstak ing research has anticipated each sensational development that will arise from day to day. Here and now it lists them as a group, thus robbing them of the element of surprise and dissipating the terrific emotional impact which their appearance one by one in the public prints would occasion. Beginning any day now, sensation will pile upon sensation some what as follows: Col. Matt Winn will announce that the 1933 Derby looks to him like the most open race in years. Turf historians will discover that the first Kentucky Derby was run in 1875, and that it was won by Aristides. Aristides will be re ferred to as the little red horse. Old timers will recall with a chuckle that Col. Matt Winn, then but a beardless youth, By Larry Fitzgerald climbed into a tree to witness the running of the first Kentucky Derby, and that this tree is still standing in the Churchill Downs infield. Horse players will complain that the winter book price of 8 to 1 against the Derby favor ite, W. R. Coe's Ladysman, is too short. A horse player with a good head for figures will point out that the price should be 10 to 1 that Ladysman will not even start. Tom Kearney of St. Louis and Tom Shaw of New York will knock Ladysman's price down to 5 to 1. A wise old horseman will give it as his opinion that Ladysman's bad legs will never permit him to start in the Derby. A wise old horseman will give it as his opinion that the firing which they have under gone has made Ladysman's legs as good as new. A close student of the game will claim that all this year's Derby colts are mere sprinters, and that a filly will probably win the race for the second time in history. A shrewd old turfman will call attention to the fact that the colt Charley O. is a full brother of old Mike Hall, and that for this reason he has a hell of a chance in there. A well-known _ handicapper will call atten tion to the fact that the colt Col. Hatfield won the Louisiana Derby just as Black Gold did in 1924, and that for this reason he has a hell of a chance in there. A veteran trainer will call attention to the fact that horses whose names began with the letter "B" have won three Derbies for Col. E. R. Bradley, and that for this reason the Brad ley entry of Beefsteak and Boilermaker has a hell of a chance in there. Ladysman will win the Chesapeake Stakes at Havre de Grace, and his price for the Derby will drop down to 8 to 5. Horse players will complain that this price is too short. Ladysman will be hailed as another Man o' War. An unnamed old hardboot who has been watching them come and go for years will warn everyone that a dark horse is to win the Derby, but will forget to mention which dark horse. A syndicate columnist will coin a phrase to the effect that Kentucky is noted for its fast horses, good whisky, and beautiful women. Several unnamed old hardboots will agree that Projectile's mile and a quarter workout in 2:07 4-5 on the Thursday before the Derby makes him a cinch to win. Rumor will have Ladysman lame and defi nitely out of the Derby. Rumor will have Ladysman sound as a bell of brass, and ready to run the race of his life. An unnamed man who got the tip from an unnamed Cincinnati bookmaker will whisper it about that while Col. E. R. Bradley is talk ing about winning the Derby with Beefsteak, he has made his big play in the books on Boilermaker. .Armed with advance knowledge of all these things that are to come to pass, any save an incurable Derby addict should be able to reach the morning of May 6 without having become a mere hollow shell of his former self. He will have spent the weeks of waiting in the patriotic drinking of beer at a bar, untormented by the vision of Col. Matt Winn climbing around in trees which might otherwise have filled his thoughts. To the great problem of picking the Derby winner he will be able to turn a sound mind in a sound body. Should the break of day find him still in some bar in the company of fellow patriots, it is not even necessary to go to the track to know the sights of Derby day. There will be nothing save the slim horses at their trials in the cool Kentucky dawn, and then the high sun etching the shadow of white fence pickets against the soft brown of the racing strip, and the pennants streaming from their cables against the infield's green. And along the backstretch there will be the horses lounged fetlock deep in the scattered straw of the low green stables, and in the spaces between the stables ragged black boys looking for that big seven, dice, just as though it were no great day but only an ordinary day. And in the late afternoon there will be the thunder of hoofs as the Derby barrier springs, and the sighs from the longshot players as the early leaders tire, and the shouts as new lead ers stride up on the outside rounding the last two turns. At the end there will be a blanket of roses for the colt that has won, and then the fifty-ninth Kentucky Derby will be drowned out in the hurried shuffling of a hundred thousand feet through the carpet of empty bottles and torn mutuel tickets that cover battered stands and trampled lawn. April, 1933 31 BEAUTY OF THE MONTH A PAUL STONE PORTRAIT OF MISS HONORE WHITE, DAUGHTER OF MR. AND MRS. HOWARD W. FENTON OF LAKE SHORE DRIVE, RECENTLY NAMED AS ONE OF THE SIX MOST BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMEN IN CHICAGO SOCIETY. Urban Phenomena Spring — And So What? By Virginia Skinkle P RADICALLY no doubt about it . . . there's something in the air. The good ole Boule Mich has glittery sunshine splashed on its face and the florists' windows are blaring with daffodils and violets and irides and gaily colored tulips. On Sunday mornings strolling to and from Church we pass a nice old man with a whistle and a giddy fist full of blue and red and yellow balloons . . . small boys are playing Marbles again after school . . . there's an organ grinder with a penny-collecting Monkey wandering up and down Oak Street . . . the side walk traffic is extra heavy with roller skaters and Hop Scotch enthusiasts. We've got a carnation brave against the lapel of our new man-tailored suit and our Easter bonnet at a jaunty angle . . . we're going to Go Places and See People and Laugh and Play . . . can't you guess? . . . Whoops, Dearie ... its SPRING! Here, there and everywhere in a Gay Design for Living ... at the Arts Club Sunday supper and musical, Mrs. Townsend McKeever in a grey satin dinner gown with a tiny hat, Mrs. Charles Barney Goodspeed in black with a pink mess jacket. Peggy Hambleton in black with her hair in amusing bangs, Mrs. W. Huston Johnson, Maurice Sachs, June Provines Cowham, Emily Larned, Nellie Car penter, Baron Bessenye and Mrs. Andrew Sheriff were all there applauding Mrs. Archibald MacLeish's charming program of songs. When Philip Guedella gave his delightfully humorous lecture at the Tav Club Mrs. Edward Leight in a black fez with a white cockade, Mrs. Jacob Baur in a red suit with black accessories, Mrs. Otho Ball and Susan Follansbee all stayed to meet him and have tea. 1 HE morning that Julia Peterkin, author of Scarlet Sister Mary, lectured at the Arts Club there were hardly enough chairs to go 'round and almost everybody stayed for luncheon and a look at the Soviet exhibit of oils, water colors and crayon posters. Mrs. Chauncey Blair with a long bob and a wee black hat was lunching with India Moffet in brown and Peggy Hambleton in Oxford wool and grey fox . . . Harriet Munroe (Poetry Magazine) Fanny Butcher in light blue, Mary Tilt Bartlett in a black hat. 1 here are still lots of small but very gay parties . . . Mrs. Colin Campbell had a sa-well Birthday dinner party . . . brown walls, lemon yellow drapes and great bowls of yellow tulips. . . . Top Sheffield played the piano between courses . . . Tommy Leiter, George Munson and his two sisters, Connie Fairbanks, Fred Poole and the Hathaway Watsons were all there wearing paper hats and playing Backgammon. The Kenwood Social Service Club are having their annual Fashion Show during a Bridge Tea and Supper Dance at the Joseph Urban Room on April the nineteenth. -A.R0UND Places . . . Connie Fairbanks at a recent dinner party in a ruby gown and sapphire blue finger nails . . . Portia Bartlett Farwell in hunter's green and blue fox lunching at Wood's . . . Jerry Swift also at Wood's in her new spring suit with a navy and white striped skirt and a navy jacket . . . Mrs. Barrett Scudder walking down the drive in a grey suit with a poudre blue hat . . . Emmy Bush in brown trimmed with fox driving her roadster. . . . "Sainty" Sinclair in a black chiffon dinner gown with a bright blue girdle and Paunee Meyers with her hair in a coronet of braids at Betty Blair's Sunday Supper Party . . . Peggy Bissell out shopping in brown looking very "Schiaparelli" . . . "Sunny" Dean lunching at the Woman's Athletic Club in a black suit with grey krimmer . . . Corinne Gorham in a ruby tea gown with a matching turban at a Sunday night party ... the newly married Mrs. Hyde Gillette in Beige having dinner in town. . . . Fran Weary in a grey suit with a yellow blouse and a grey bonnet with a yellow feather . . . Louise Juergens in black starched lace and chiffon dancing in a night club. . . . Mrs. Charles Barney Goodspeed in gunmetal wool with a silver fox cape and a grey hat with an amusing "peak" . . . Mrs. Henry Field, Vera Stock Wolfe, Peggy Hambleton, Mrs. Rudolph Ganz and Harold McCormick leaving the Symphony. MRS. FRANK J. CORR— A PORTRAIT BY PAUL STONE-RAYMOR, LTD. Paul Hunt who is known as "Pops" around Provincetown where he goes to paint in the summer time has a Strange and Wonderful way of disposing of his pictures. Instead of selling them he often trades them for something he wants like a radio, or a red leather dog collar. At any rate it seems that a friend and fellow artist was very anxious to own one of his "landscapes." He told her she might have it . . . when she asked him what he wanted for the picture he said that all his life he had wanted a cream colored and gold bicycle and if she got him one he thought he would buy a cream and gold costume to wear when he rode it! We heard a pretty funny story about an English woman traveling in Italy. She arrived in a provincial town quite late at night to find that the Inn where she generally stayed was unable to give her accomodations. This upset the Little Old Lady no end as she was admittedly a Slave to Habit. She liked the Inn . . . they sent up her early morning tea and catered to her Fussiness. After endless arguments she was shipped off to a nearby Convent where they gave her lodgings for the night. The next morning she was awakened by a nun who knocked at her door chanting, "Dominus te cum." "Thank you, just leave it on the mat," called the Little Old Lady, in a complete fog! A Woman We Know jumped into a taxi to dash downtown . . . when she arrived at her destination and was paying the Driver her fare he suddenly looked up and said, "Pardon me, Lady, but what kind of perfume do you use?" "Conveniences," Mrs. Frank Hibbard's amazing shop on Oak Street where they do all your odd jobs for you such as hiring servants, answering invitations and such like are having their Spring Opening on April eighteenth. As most of their customers are dogs, (they strip, wash and walk them) it's going to be a Dog Fashion Show. The "models," one of almost every breed, will show the Latest in Raincoats, Leashes, Collars and Hair cuts. There will be music and meet balls for tea. . . . 'Bye Now. April, 1933 33 DOROTHY DAY SHE IS THE DEA EX MACHINA WHO PULLS THE PLUGS OF FATE THROUGH THE OMNIPRESENT SWITCHBOARD IN COUN SELLOR AT LAW. HER STACCATO CHIRPING OF THE FIRM NAME HAS MADE SIMON & TEDESCO THE BEST KNOWN LAW OFFICE IN AMERICA. CRISP IN DICTION, AUTHENTIC IN JARGON, WARM LY HUMAN IN EMOTION, MISS DAY HAS MADE BESSIE, THE BEAUTIFUL TELEPHONE GIRL, AN OUTSTANDING CHARACTER IN CONTEMPORARY DRAMA. Substitution Of Attorneys j Elmer Rice Appeals His Case with Muni as Counsellor WHEN Ethel Barrymore opened in Cleveland a couple of years ago in Scarlet Sister Mary, adventuresome young blades like Gail Borden and Fritz Blocki aeroplaned thither to bring back the glad tidings to their avid publics. In a spirit of emulation and faced with an unprecedented vacuum as regards new plays during the past month, except a couple of novelties by the Irish Players, your less adventuresome scribe sedately boarded a train, peacefully dined as the scenes of his childhood swept past, mod estly descended at Milwaukee, unobtrusively viewed Counsellor -at-Law, and quietly re turned to his wigwam in Chicago. By such super-human sacrifice the readers of The Chicagoan are privileged to know what Paul Muni is doing at the Apollo as quickly as though they were addicted to the daily prints. They say that Mr. Muni approached this metropolis with some slight trepidation, inso much as his predecessor, Otto Kruger, was well liked in these here parts during the fourteen week run of the play last Spring. He need not have. Whereas Kruger was acting a part, and competently, Muni is living a role. Little Master Weisenfreund, humble scion of stroll ing players, doubtless would have had as much difficulty envisioning himself as the suave, powerful actor in well cut double-breasted suits as Master Georgie Simon, the newsboy, would have had imagining himself as a suave, powerful attorney in the same haberdashery. Muni's Simon is very different from Kruger's; more self contained, less brittle and emotional; more forceful, less charming and clever; less actory, more authentic and Jewish. Take the final scene of attempted suicide. Last year the mood was hysterical, overwrought; this year it is deep, poignant. Take Elmer Rice's "gag" lines. Kruger pointed them shrewdly; Muni carelessly throws them away. Take the play's tempo. It used to run a good ten minutes longer than the present production. Take the two actors' dictions. Kruger was clear to the last syllable; Muni is casual, even sloppy, in his speech. If you saw Counsellor-at-Law a dozen times last season, it is worth seeing again for its superb performance in the title part. .My flagon of critical per fume having been once before emptied over Elmer Rice's excellent topical day, I am go ing to indulge myself in a field-day of talking about actors. Many in this hybrid cast (half Chicago-half New York) were here last year. Dorothy Day is back, clicking with every line in her pace-setting role of the garrulous tele phone girl. She is a joy. The faithful secre tary with the hidden passion is again Ann Teeman, and just as absolutely right as be fore. Sue Moore's legs and ample blondness are still as effective on the stage as in the lobby pictures. Doris Underwood, Polly Rowe and Harry Mervis returned; Miss Underwood a little too nice for the predatory lady-mur deress; Polly looking not a day over her alleged By William C . Boyden twelve years; Harry once more the bashful libel on a Harvard law student. So much for old friends. Now for some odorous comparisons. Regina Wallace is a younger, prettier and kindlier Mrs. George Simon than was Mary Servoss. She misses a touch of Mary's very society manner. The juicy part of the old Jewish mother is now played by Jennie Moscowitz. She is good, but lacking much of the mellow sweetness which made Clara Langsner such a delight. On the other hand, Sam Bonnell as Tedesco, John Qualen as Breitstein (a very sensitive performance) , T. H. Manning as the County Clerk, and Ned Glass as the louse- bum brother are all improvements over last season's incumbents. It has been said that the men were better in the New York cast; the women better in Chicago. Again waxing patriotic, I note that Jack Leslie as Roy Dar win and Angela Jacobs as Goldie, the girl with the bustle, are not as agreeable as my memory of their predecessors, Colin Hunter and Mae Berland. Martin Wolfson is powerful as the young communist but hard to understand. In many of the parts there is little to chocse be tween the two characterizations. Malka Korn- stein as the pathetic Mrs. Becker and Ham mond Daily as the long-winded Charley Mc- Fadden are both splendid, but so were their forerunners. Parity might also be noted in the cases of Conway Washburne as the fresh law clerk and David Vivian as Richard Dwight, Jr. I he Abbey Players are, as Ben Bernie puts it, held over another two weeks by popular acclaim, and besides the people want them. Astonishing the reaction of a theatrically somnolent Town to these charming Celts. And yet understandable, so gracious, unassuming and earnest are they, both on the stage and off. It proves, I as sume, that playgoers are awaiting a New Deal in the theatre just as purchasers of many other commodities are holding back till they are assured that the old abuses in merchandis ing are truly things of the past. To the brilliant repertory, which has delighted audi ences to an extent undreamed of in these lat ter days, were added two additional dramas during the past fortnight, Autumn Fire by T. C. Murray and The Shadow of a Gunman by the passionate and sardonic Sean O'Casey. Mr. Murray's drama is not quite as indigen ous to the soil as the work of O'Casey, Lady Gregory, Synge and Robinson. It suggests the influence of certain British and American writers of problem plays and particularly bows to The Sacred Flame by Somerset Maugham and Desire Under the Elms. Yet Autumn Fire has sufficient flavor of the Celtic country side and enough national characterization to justify its inclusion in the list of aptly selected types of native Irish drama. Moreover, it gave that splendid actor, Michael Dolan, the chance to do his finest, most outstanding, piece of acting. Owen Keegan, the middle-aged farmer who marries a young wife and wrecks himself by indiscreet feats of strength, is a more universal type than the Paycock, the Playboy or the Gossoon, but Mr. Dolan made the character unforgettable. The power and poise of the pre-disaster scenes; then the pit iable frustration of jealousy-wracked impo tence; finally the peace of resignation; all are defined with masterly touch. Another member of the company found her best chance in Autumn Fire. I refer to May Craig, most of whose parts were somewhat comic slatterns. Here she had the opportun ity for the portrayal of deep, smoldering emo tion as the resentful daughter who hates her young step-mother. Miss Craig rose noble to her chance. The others, Maureen Delany, Arthur Shields, Kate Curling, Eileen Crowe and P. J. Carolan gave consistently good per formances, but other roles afforded these good people greater scope. Just why irate Irishmen pelted The Playboy with mature fruit and apparently took less umbrage at Mr. O'Casey 's war dramas has never been quite clear to mc. It is true that Playboy gives Gaelic character a fairly tough break, but there is a rough, earthy humor about Synge's play which would seem a logical purgative of offense. O'Casey laughs also, but it is a bitter, almost malignant laugh, sharp and acrid as bile. Had I been born on the Emerald Isle, I should certainly resent Donald Davoren in The Shadow of a Gunman far more than Christy Mahon. In fact, Davoren is about the sourest character who has come to life under O'Casey's scath ing pen. Even the same author's later crea tion, the Paycock, is an admirable fellow com pared with the craven poet who allows a girl to be killed to save his own mooning soul. Could one ask a more provocative red flag to wave before the angry bull of national pride? There is not to be found in The Shadow of a Gunman the richness of characterization nor the heart-rending poignancy in which Juno and the Paycoc\ and The Plow and the Stars abound. But the earlier effort is an arresting prophesy of what came later, and a powerful little play with the O'Casey technique of shifting moods; low comedy laughter caught in the throat by the gripping shock of tragedy; the crash of doom drowning out the reverber ation of ribald song. The oft repeated report of the general ex cellence of the players bids fair to convict the reporter of monotony. But the unique quality of this company is that they have no star nor stars. In any new play one or the other of them is likely to turn up with a performance of rare merit. I felt that F. J. McCormick took the laurels in The Shadow of a Gunman. His Soumas Shields was a delicious bit of character sketching. Arthur Shields did well with the ungrateful role of the flabby and' flatulent poet. April, 1933 35' A DINING-ROOM IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY ENG LISH STYLE MADE CHEERFUL BY BRIGHT CHINTZ AND FLOWERS. DECORATED BY MRS. AMBROSE CRAMER. A LIVING-ROOM, SMART, AND COLORFUL, IN THE BIEDER- MEIER AND DIRECTOIRE APARTMENT DECORATED BY MRS. JOHN R. WINTER- BOTHAM, JR. ~~*^>»m*h°°^m"" n-PIPlllPlillSLiH;!- : 'vf':'-: -¦ -lK:. ., AN EARLY AMERICAN LIVING- ROOM, QUAINT, FRIENDLY, AND HOMELIKE IN ITS FEEL ING. DECORATED BY MRS. JOHN L. COCHRAN, JR. A MODERN LIVING-ROOM IN SHADES OF TAWNY YELLOW AND GOLD, WITH AN AC CENT OF BLUE FLOWERS. DECORATED BY MRS. JOHN ROOT. FURNISHINGS OF THESE APARTMENTS BY MARSHALL FIELD AND COMPAN? 36 The Chicagoan Houses Tell Tales A Review of the Works of Five Gifted Ladies By Kathryn E. Ritchie IT S really shameless — the way we go around spying on each other's characters, private lives, futures, and personalities these days. We learn a little psychology and a few of the secrets of behavior ism, a little palmistry, a bit of numerology, a dab of astrology. Then I meet you — a stranger — and you tell me nothing whatever about yourself. I pick up a piece of your hand writing scribbled on a scrap of paper and I can tell at a glance that you're a penurious old thing who doesn't like bean soup. Or after we are introduced and I have your name firmly fixed in my mind, some one mentions that it's your birthday, and I immediately know, by quick mental calculation, that you should never pick up a pin on Tuesdays, that purple is your best color, and that you will never vibrate happily until you go to Persia or Butte, Montana, to live. The supereducated salesman knows what his prospect is going to say before the latter has even thought of it himself; the experimental psychologist shouts "Round" at you, and if you shout back "Help" — you re an idiot! We're living in a plethora of divination. We're either setting traps for revealing other people's weaknesses or the secrets of their mental processes, or are being caught in other people's nets. Our inner natures have no chance of remaining unrevealed these days. It really behooves us, therefore, to be wary — to cultivate the better and more beautiful things in life, so that this multitude of dream-interpreters, character diviners, and wrinkle-readers will not be spreading tales about us. At the risk of being relegated to that mendicant society of strange mystics and witches, hags and fakers who shuffle a pack of greasy cards and warn us of blonde women and dark men who are meddling in our affairs, we do put forth a humble theory that while hand writing and tea-leaves and cranium bumps may reveal character, the way a lady furnishes her apartment is no less a revealer of that more subtle thing — her personality. 1 o prove this theory, we should like to take you to a delightful New England house whose white doorway and little flower-boxes now beckon to you on the fifth floor of The Fair. It looks as if some one might have transplanted it bodily in a wheel barrow one night from some place on the Atlantic coast. It is in reality, however, the creation of Mrs. Barrett Wendell, Jr., a New Englander by birth and education, and a well-known member of Boston and Chicago society. Step across its threshold into the living- room with its open fireplace, large bay window opposite, its pine panelling and pine furniture, its softly glowing lamps, rich colorings, amber vases filled with spring blossoms on the mantel, and on a little side table, a great bronze bowl of wheat — and you feel yourself in the presence of a personality who knows above all else the art of living gracefully, one who loves the out-of-doors and all beautiful things. You sense a graciousness of spirit, an appreciation for the old and traditional, an interest in detail, and a mind which demands com pleteness. Ingenuity you feel is also hers. You see it in the use of two old bean-pots and two bronze tea-kettles as lamp bases and also ¦ — the wheat in the copper bowl. Leaving The Fair, we should like to take you out to the Marshall Field Garden Apartments located at 411 Blackhawk Street on the near north side, and set you down successively in the four brand new apartments recently decorated by four other well-known young matrons of Chicago society. If you don't immediately sense as many distinct personalities as there are apartments, then we hand you over our whole pack of cards. Take Mrs. John Root's modern apartment, for instance — a really stunning thing, though on a small scale, of course, but it's the sort of place that makes you draw a breath — a bed-room in black and silver, with bright red tarltan curtains, white fur rugs, a little red chintz chair; the living-room with its smart clean-cut appearance in shades of tawny yellow and gold, its single color accent of blue flowers, and one of David Leavitt's interesting rust- color crayons on the wall. Here you feel is one of those colorful personalities which must live and express itself against a vivid, vital background. The apartment, as a whole, gives the impression of having been created by a quick-thinking, alert, sophisticated individ ual, of the practical and intellectual type — one who accomplishes her purposes. She demands beauty, but will (Turn to page 59) m r:0:W| A LIVING-ROOM IN THE NEW ENGLAND MANNER, COMBINING GOOD TASTE, SIMPLICITY, AND CHARM. DECORATED BY MRS. BARRETT WENDELL, JR., AT THE FAIR. April, 1933 CHICAGO AFTER DARK THE WORLD'S FAIR VISITOR INTREPID ENOUGH TO GAIN THE BASE OF LINDBERGH LIGHT ATOP THE PALMOLIVE BUILDING WILL SIGHT, TO THE SOUTHEAST ACROSS THE ROOF GARDEN OF THE SOPHISTICATED SENECA HOTEL, NAVY PIER IN ALL ITS BRILLIANCE— A PHOTOGRAPH BY A. GEORGE MILLER ONE OF THE INVITING APPROACHES TO THE GENERAL EXHIBITION GROUP. '93 AND '33 A Tale of Two Cities By MILTON S. MAYER Had I been young in 1893, I should be old now, and senti mental. Had I been old thezi, I should be, more than likely, dead now, and silent. But the gay and magical nineties were history when I made my riotous appearance on the third floor at 222 East 56th Street, and the consciousness that there was a world going on did not dawn on me, if ever, until the days of PHOTOGRAPHS BY A. GEORGE MILLER the Great War, when a new epoch was being written and the nineties were being shoved back to a footnote alongside the Civil War. So I feel myself peculiarly qualified, by the remark able virtue of not having been there, to draw a comparison between the World's Columbian Exposition and A Century of Progress. WITHIN THE METICULOUSLY CONSTRUCTED LINCOLN BLOCK— The "White City" was the focus of the world in '93, a miracle such as had never been before. That Chicagoans found it so may be attributed to local pride; that the farmers found it so may be attributed to unsophistication; but that London and Paris and Berlin — yea, even New York — found it so cannot be explained away. "While we are there, it seems as if no other place were worth going to," wrote Julian Hawthorne, a slick and cynical Easterner. "Time ceases to exist, except so far as the closing of the gates at night is concerned and those interior suggestions as to eating which nature makes. Ask anyone on the Grounds what time it is, and, if he has not a moment before been consulting his watch, mark the wild surmise he will hazard on the subject." "Time ceases to exist." Of such, if I am not mistaken, is the Kingdom of Heaven. And looking down from the eminence of the skyscrapers and the airplanes and the talkies, from the spindly tower of a supercilious generation, I can call the World's Columbian Exposition wunderschon — and without blushing. Forty years ago we were a different people. Whereas now only our legislators are provincial, in 1893 we were all provin cial. The farmer had never been to the city, and the city man had never been abroad. It was the steam age — the age of bigness. Since then we have run through the electric age like an Insull through a holding company. Bigness has reached the zenith of its usefulness, and we are entering upon the radio age, and bigness is on the decline. The tiny photo-electric cell dwarfs the power of Dewey's fleet. Speed, height, distance no longer hold their ancient terrors. It is a philosophical question entirely whether the Golden Age is behind us or before us. But it is a matter of no dispute that the Golden Age of Thrills is past. It reached its full flower in the summer of 1893, in Jackson Park. Chicago has changed in forty years, but not the way it had changed in the century that preceded 1893. "The marvelous growth of Chicago from a frontier camp to the active city of more than a million souls, with a corresponding advance in com mercial, industrial, and intellectual activities, can best typify the giant young nation whose discovery the projected fair is to commemorate." That was Chicago's reason in 1889 for claiming priority over New York, Washington, and St. Louis in the pitched battle for the right to hold the Exposition. In 1823 the tax collector of Fulton County (in which Chicago was then located) evaluated the entire city at "under $2500" and levied a tax of $11.42. In 1892 the quarter-acre of land at State and Madison streets was evaluated at $1,000,000. There were "thirty-five distinct railroads" entering the city. There was the Auditorium Hotel, with its theatre seating 6,000. There was the 20-story Masonic Temple, and farmers paid the slickers 25c to see it revolve. The stockyards, "the somewhat ghastly industry which is the corner-stone of the city's prosperity," employed 2500 men. The winning of the fair was the beginning of a series of trials and disasters that continued not only to the opening day but to the last sixty days of the exposition. Failure seemed destined from the first, when Congress appointed a World's Columbian TIME IS REELED BACK FOR VISITORS TO THE EXPOSITION. Commission to rule jointly with the World's Columbian Expo sition, Inc., a private corporation of Chicagoans including the Messrs. Higginbotham, Peck, Waller, Billings, Burnham, Dixon, Gage, Henrotin, Hutchinson, Kirk, Kohlsaat, McCormick, Mc- Nally, Medill, Palmer, Pike, Revell, Rothschild, Schwab, Wacker, and dat ole debil Yerkes— the Sam Insull of the '90's. The two groups fought tooth and nail. "The amount of time lost and energy wasted in the settlement of disagreements and in diplomatic maneuvers to avoid disagreements, or even open breeches, between these two bodies was very great," Mr. Higgin botham wrote in the final report of the President of the Expo sition. The Fair suffered not only directly from this strife but from the barbs of the national press, in which (particularly in those cities which had lost the Fair) every derogatory report was exaggerated. During the final months of construction, troubles multiplied. "In the winter of 1892-1893," wrote Mr. Higginbotham, "came danger of the non-arrival of exhibits, from an incomplete power plant, and from defects of construction. The succeeding spring revealed acres of leaky roofs, which threatened enormous dam age to the values stored beneath them, and the early part of the Exposition season, until August, 1893, saw your company on the verge of bankruptcy." The newspapers outside Chicago made the most of every disaster. The leaky roofs were given explicit attention through out the country, the incomplete condition of the grounds and buildings were noised around with the general assertion that the Fair would not open on time. The Exposition would be uncomfortable and slipshod; the grounds would be full of side shows to which admission would be charged — each attraction being part of a general plan to defraud the public; restaurant prices would be extortionate; Chicago's inn-keepers and merchants had their teeth bared to skin the visitors. The directors of the Exposition made public protests and pleaded for fair treatment, but there was just enough truth in the reports to keep them humming. The railroads refused to FORT DEARBORN THAT BECAME CHICAGO IS A MELLOW HIGHLIGHT OF THE FAIR. reduce rates. The financial condition of the organization was worse than precarious — Congress had withdrawn half a million dollars from its appropriation, and as a result the Fair could not sell the remaining $400,000 of its bonds. This one blow "nearly ruined your company," Mr. Higginbotham wrote in his report. The indifference of the Federal government accounted for a lack of information about the Fair in Europe, and European governments and corporations applied to the Ameri can ambassadors in vain. Bad weather delayed construction, construction executives (including the chief engineer) resigned in despair, and in the desperate emergency of the last few months a fortune was wasted by minor executives duplicating each other's efforts. Mr. Higginbotham compared the building of the exposition to a military campaign. "Great and unusual powers had to be entrusted to subordinate hands for the accom plishment of one result, without accurate count of the cost." The panic was coming. Shortly before the Fair opened, the first waves of it rolled over the nation. Credit contracted, and the Exposition found itself never more than two jumps, and sometimes less than one, ahead of the sheriff. Criticism rose to new heights, both within and without the organization. "In the face of the prevailing panic and the consequent danger of a poorly attended exposition, there is no wonder that men grew bitter, and even unjust," the President wrote. The Exposition was saved by the failure of the panic to strike hard until the end of June, when the grounds had been open for two months and a million dollars in gate receipts had been collected. The President of the United States opened the Exposition on May 1 amid the din of almost two thousand carpenters working like niggers to complete the exhibits. Less than a month before the opening date, ten thousand men had struck for higher wages, and only the grim willingness of the directors to abandon the fair rather than yield had induced a compromise. There were 128,000 people on the muddy grounds for the open ing. The scene was an encouraging one to the harassed execu tives of the tottering organization. "No royal personage could INTERIOR VIEW OF OLD FORT DEARBORN FROM THE NORTH-EAST BLOCK HOUSE. have been more rapturously received than was the plain citizen, Grover Cleveland," wrote Mr. Stead in the London Review of Reviews. "In the simple morning dress of the ordinary civilian. without ribbon, or medal, or other decoration on his breast, with nothing to distinguish him from other men, this ruler of more than three score million men stood out in instinctive con trast to the brilliantly uniformed representatives of European royalty behind him." Things looked bright^for a day. The rain, which had shut on a few hours before the opening ceremonies, was back on the job the next morning, and during the remainder of May the City White was a city grey with mud. The attendance dropped like a plummet, and on May 5 there were only 10,791 paying customers. It was low tide. The Fair was operating at a loss and could not meet its obligations. Prostration was just around the corner. The King of Belgium's riding whip (set with diamonds) was stolen on the grounds. Jane Addams' handbag was snatched. The Infanta Eulalia of Spain refused to attend a party given by Mrs. Potter Palmer because Mrs. Palmer was the daughter of an inn-keeper. Eight days after the Fair opened, the Chemical National Bank of Chicago, unable to withstand even the prospect of a panic, failed, carrying with it its branch — the only bank on the Fair grounds. Before the failure could be announced, thirty-five gentlemen pledged $135,000 to meet the demands of exhibitors and foreigners whose money was in the bank. With the public pulse where it was on May 8, 1893, the Fair would have collapsed but for these thirty-five — their names should be written in gold instead of ink: Erskine M. Phelps, Edward B. Butler, Byron L. Smith, Thies J. Lefens, Andrew McNally, George H. Wheeler, Harlow N. Higginbotham, Charles L. Hutchinson, Frederick S. Winston, Albert A. Sprague, Milton W. Kirk, Lyman J. Gage, Ferdinand W. Peck, Arthur Dixon, Otto Young, John W. Doane, Washing ton Porter, Elbridge G. Keith, William J. Chalmers, William D. Kerfoot, Adolph Nathan, Herman H. Kohlsaat, Robert A. Waller, Melville E. Stone, Norman B. Ream, William T. Baker, LOOKING ACROSS THE COURTYARD OF THE U. S. GOVERNMENT BUILDING. Charles H. Schwab, John J. Mitchell, Edward F. Lawrence, Martin A. Ryerson, George M. Pullman, George Schneider, Edwin Walker, Charles H. Wacker, and John J. P. Odell. June was a little better — not much. The panic of 1893 was spreading apace. The Exposition was hanging on by its teeth. July 4 brought the magnificent and unexpected avalanche of 280,000 people, and the hearts of the executives were gladdened, and the creditors at the back entrance saw a new hope. But it was only a mirage. The blistering dog-days swept down. The heat lay on the ground in layers and rebounded from the glare of the white buildings. On July 19, the cold storage warehouse on the grounds caught fire, and 30,000 people saw seventeen firemen, trapped on the roof, consumed in an awful furnace. That appeared to be the last straw. The Exposition's enemies triumphantly asserted that the Fair wasn't safe. Somehow the organization survived that month; but the toll among its execu tives was cruel. Even the uncomplaining Higginbotham later admitted that "the effect of the worry and strain in July, 1893. was equal to that of years of labor." From the beginning the forces of righteousness had been battling for Sunday closing of the grounds and the elimination of liquor. Before the Fair opened, the holy rollers were lobby ing in Congress and in the pulpits. At the Tremont Temple in Boston, Mr. Cook moaned that "the foremost Christian repub- THE TOWER OF THE U. S. GOVERNMENT BUILDING THROUGH AN ARCHWAY. lie of all time is threatened with the double disgrace of Sun day opening and seven days' liquor selling every week in connection with the Columbian World's Exposition." Congress forbade liquor on the grounds, and later rescinded its order. Over Sunday closing a maze of court actions arose. For a few weeks the righteous were triumphant, and the White City was shut tight on the Sabbath. This victory brought a premature exhiliration to the reformers. The religious journal Our Day- concluded that "the deepest roots of Sunday opening were Greed, Lust and Infidelity, all of them as old as the race. Greed wanted the gate fees; Lust, the polyglot Sunday circus of the Midway; and Infidelity shouts, 'Anything to beat Sunday.' The Midway is talking of appealing to law for the protection of its shows, all of them lawless on the Sabbath and some of them on all other days." But the courts finally decided (after indicting several of the directors of the Fair) that the officials of the Fair had sole jurisdiction in the matter, and Sunday opening prevailed. On August 12, 1893, the Chicago Daily News reported: "With each succeeding day there are large additions to the army of unemployed that is walking the streets of the city looking for something to do." The panic — there was no euphemism for the word in those days — had brought the country to its knees. But the worm was turning for the Fair. Early visitors had returned THE SLEEK AND LOFTY FACADE OF THE GENERAL MOTORS BUILDING TOWER, home and brought back with them tales of wonder. The press was falling into line. Of the forty-four states, only Oregon, Wyoming and Nevada were not represented by their own build ings. The attendance jumped past the 100,000 mark, then past 200,000. September came, and the "World's Fair weather" held on, and the daily attendance was regularly between 200,000 and 250,000. October carried it over 300,000, and on October 9— Chicago Day — all business in the city was suspended and 750,000 Americans went to the Fair. The day before, October 8, the Boston Oyster House fed 15,000 people. The Dispatch led off its account of Chicago Day with: "Just think of it, 750,000 people — three-quarters of a million — a throng that could build a New York in a night, a crowd that could irrigate the Sahara desert in two months, a multitude that would fill a chasm, an army that could defeat a nation, a gath ering that could annihilate the hills, an assembly that could drown the roar of a hundred cannon, if its voice be raised; a number that could habitate the ice fields within the polar circles. Whew! What a crowd!" The Fair was a success. Bills were paid. Bonded obligations were met. Stockholders, who had put their money into it as civic patriots without the expectation of repayment, were paid ten cents on the dollar. Had it not been for the waste of money arising out of the administrative conflict between the two ruling bodies (a working reorganization was not effected until the mid dle of August — with the Fair more than half way through its course) , stockholders would have been repaid in full. But the) were repaid on a larger scale. As the panic continued unabated. bank clearings dropped 22% in New York and even more in other industrial centers, but only 7% in Chicago. While land and property everywhere else shot down to within an ace of worthlessness, real estate values (Continued on page 60) CAPTAIN THOREUX OF THE S.S. DE GRASSE. Two Aboard A Cruiser A Mediterranean Notebook By Jessic a W est and Edna D a g g s IT is well past midnight. Standing on the Captain's bridge we watch the prow of the S.S. De Grasse lift and settle into the gigantic waves. As long as there is an atom of adventurous blood left in existence there will be people seeking new horizons. Most of the worlds are conquered and tamed, but the legend of Marco Polo who saw China — De Gama in the Indies — Columbus in America still stirs Park Avenue hearts. Over the tea cups women dream of sails, over the ticker tape men glimpse new worlds. So one day we find them all bound for Vigo — Lisbon — Casablanca — Gibraltar — Algiers — Naples — Monte Carlo — Marseilles — Ajjacio — Majorca — New York. The little blonde actress from Hollywood with the puckish mouth and backless gowns who swears that she'll never make another pic ture as long as she lives. The big insurance man who has two hobbies aboard ship, getting as close to the water as possible, and playing pingpong. The wellbred young thing from New York who maintains her correct diction in spite of constant exposure to more provin' cial verbiage — a young lady well versed in champagne, red roses, crepe suzette. The gen tleman with indigestion who drinks to forget it. They all went to sea in a boat, and the same boat! Among the outward bound was a white-haired gentleman and his charming wife — an actor much beloved by Chicagoans, Otis Skinner. Russian Bank — a veritable marathon of it was engaged in by the Raymond Browns of New York and the Skinners, and at the time the De Grasse docked in Casa Blanca Mr. Brown was far in the lead. At the time of the lotterie held in behalf of the "widows of the sea" it was dis covered that Cornelia Otis Skinner had sent a gift for each day to her famous parents, among them such serious items as a rubber dagger to fend off the Moors in Morocco — and a set of false teeth lest the French bread prove disastrous. And so it goes on a cruise — famous person ages and less famous, all together with a kind of singleness of purpose to find adventure, gaiety. It is all extremely romantic, mad, and marvelous. Personages and nonentities drink Sherry together in the old fort above Vigo, clatter thru the streets of that quaint seaport town in open carriages, watch the women washing at the town fountain, and talk with the hundreds of friendly children in the street. They sip port in Lisbon and buy huge bou quets of red and (Continued on page 66) THE S.S. DE GRASSE TOOTS A CHEERY SALUTE WITH ITS LOAD OF CRUISERS OFF TO THE SHORES OF THE MEDITERRANEAN. CONVIVIALITY REIGNS ON ALL FRENCH LINE SHIPS. SEE THE PRETTY BOTTLES, THE ICE BUCKETS, SHAKERS AND THINGS IN THE CAFE. April, 1933 47 BARING FALLS, ONE OF THE MANY CAS CADES SHOWERING DIAMOND SPRAYS. THOUSANDS OF TROUT LEAPING AT YOUR FLIES. FISH ING AT OUTLET OF RED EAGLE LAKE IN GLACIER. PHOTOGRAPHS ON THIS AND OPPOSITE PAGE FROM GREAT NORTHERN RAILWAY RIDING AND HIKING OFFER THE FINEST VIEWS OF GLACIER PARK. MT. JACKSON. FIELDS BELOW THE GLACIERS OF MOUNT REYNOLDS ARE THICKLY BLANKETED WITH BEAUTIFUL GLACIER LILIES. 48 The Chicagoan ATTRACTIVE AND COMFORTABLE HOTELS AND CHALETS DOT GLACIER PARK IN ALL ITS MOST BEAUTIFUL SPOTS NEAR LAKES AND MOUNTAINS Pack Up Your Troubles With Kit Bag in Glacier Park By Lucia Lewis WE see them everywhere on the forest and mountain roads of Europe — rosy-cheeked youths and sturdy old men, even girls tramping a merry way from village to village or country to country. Fre quently we sigh a sigh and think what a pleasant custom is this walking tour, and wish it were the thing to do at home. But our own villagers have a suspicious or amused glance for every stranger who appears in knickerbocker and knapsack. Nor are miles and miles of shiny automobile roads particu larly alluring. Does that mean the walking tour is out? Hardly. It simply means that the villages and automobile roads are out. It means a slightly different kind of walking tour but one which has no equal for thorough content, relaxation, exhilarating exercise, and inspiring beauty which completely removes one from one's usual world. It means, in short, Glacier Park. Hikers are not only accepted in Glacier Park, they sort of rule the roost; for they can smile in superior fashion at the softies who drive about on the motor stages and see just a magnificent fringe of the Park. No matter how magnificent the views you get from the outer roads the true beauty of what is prob ably our most beautiful wilderness is found on the inner trails, where motors cannot go. This is one spot where intrusive civilization cannot follow you, and therefore the one spot for you if you want a real change and utter refreshment of both spirit and body. Though this is nature in the raw it is really mild, even to the brand new hiker. Trails have been blazed, some of them comparatively easy, others more difficult. None of them requires exceptional feats of mountain climbing nor any more than an able body and enough common sense to avoid over exertion. An itinerary may be mapped out which takes one from chalet to chalet so that every night can be spent in a comfortable bed, with a hot bath and cold shower to remove any trace of stiffness and every morning can begin with the fortifying breakfasts in which these mountain hotels specialize. If the idea seems strenuous just remember that any number of women do the walking tour in the Park every summer, and gaily come back for more. The beauty of it all is the absolute freedom from train or bus schedules. If you feel tired you stay at the chalet for a day's rest. You wander about free as a mountain goat, though perhaps not so limber, and study the wonders which come thick and fast. I HE mountains you saw shooting up from the plains as you approached on the Empire Builder form a world of their own here, piled up on every side; thick with virgin forests; gleaming with glaciers and brilliant under fields of flowers; peaks shining silver and lakes flashing in the sun; cascades and waterfalls tossing showers of diamond, ruby and emerald sprays; river and forest teeming with wild life — an unspoiled world waiting to make its friends young again. You may want just to relax utterly and feel the pure physical joy of exercise, intoxicating air, violent appetite, undisturbed sleep, and a spot of fishing in the rich mountain streams. But after a few days you will find yourself becoming interested in other aspects of the park. A little preliminary study of the for mation of these mountains will make a trip through them doubly interesting. The for mation of the mountains and valleys tells a dramatic story and, climbing to one of the many glaciers hereabout one can see the story still going on, a slow process of erosion, on a smaller scale, but the same process which carved out these huge peaks and immense valleys. Or there is a wealth of material for the naturalist in the study of the trees and flowers of the park. A dozen or more varieties of pines . . . colorful fields of glacier lilies and windflowers ... in the big forests all the delicate wood flowers — moun tain spray, purple avens, angelica and hosts of others . . . high up on the mountain sides the Alpine flowers, blue gentians and yellow but tercups and mists of golden lichen forming a dazzling color pattern against the sky . . . fields of bear grass, Indian paint brush and asters waving gaily in the sun . . . the scent of honeysuckle and a thousand other wild flowers in the air everywhere. You may hunt wild game with a camera (no arms permitted in the Park) and gather pictures more exciting than a dozen lion or tiger skins. As in all our national parks the animals, undisturbed in their pursuits, live quite comfortably without disturbing the hu man beings who wander about. You will sit for (Continued on page 65") IF YOU PREFER THE WHEEL TO THE HIKER'S KNAPSACK. MOTOR HIGHWAY CURVING ABOUT MT. STANTON April, 1933 49 LLAMA WANDER THROUGH THE STREETS OF LA PAZ, BOLIVIA, THE HIGHEST CAPITAL IN THE WORLD. South America Sophisticated Dining, Wining, and Other Sports By William B . Powell (The first article on South America Sophis' ticated appeared in the March issue of The Chicagoan J WHERE to dine — and wine. Being one who believes you can achieve the flavor of a town more by restaurants (and I am not trying to be pun-ny) than by museums — I always try to dig out places to lunch and dine which reflect the atmosphere of the locality. So, if you feel the same way about things and dislike, as I do, to eat most of your meals at your hotel, here then are some good names for you. You should be grateful — for I have culled the best after sub mitting the Powell stomach to some terrible tests! Lima: The Maury Hotel (though you will be staying at the Bolivar or preferably the Country Club) . Delightful atmosphere of the '80's — with equally delightful cuisine. Be sure to order camerones (shrimps) mayonnaise, eggs Florentine (a meal in itself). Try the Spanish plats du jour (they are not oily or so garlic-y here). . . . The Country Club: the grill room has good fare and, if you feel you must have something American, like a tomato juice cocktail, fried chicken Maryland, or waf fles, you can get them. Of more Bohemian atmosphere are: Rotis- serie Leons: This is one of the few places where you can dine at a sidewalk table — among my favorite outdoor sports when trav eling. . . . Raymondi's: This interesting res taurant was built from a part of the Monas tery of La Merced which was erected cen turies back. Order hors d'oeuvres, also spa ghetti, which they cook with an Andalusian touch. . . . Cafe Blanco, a sea food place down at the port of Callao, where you get an atmos phere a la Marseilles — also the Peruvian ver sion of bouillebaise. CjANTIAGO: If I don't give you a lengthy list of gastronomic treats, it isn't because I didn't scour the town for you. Oh, but I did, alas. Now you can have the benefit and escape some of the terrors I met with. Take it from one who explored — and stick to the places I mention. Then you will have no complaint. First, the Club de la Union. The cuisine is as good as you will find anywhere — and I mean anywhere. You'll think I'm crazy, but I am including Paris in that state ment. You will find yourself many times at Res taurant Bahia, the Prunier's of Santiago. The lobsters are so tender you can almost eat the shells and they have a flavor all their own. Incidentally, gourmets rave about Chilean lob sters, claiming they are the best in the world. The cuisine at the Hotel Crillon is good — but I cannot star it when I think of the other place just mentioned. I n Buenos Aires the first place to send you is the grill room of the Plaza Hotel. Argentinian meats, being the wonders they are, reach their supreme state here at the hands of the chef who stands at the open grill turning chops, steaks, kidneys, and sausages that would probably (Continued on page 69) RIVALLING THE CASINOS ON THE COTE D'AZUR IS THE ONE AT VINA DEL MAR, CHILE'S RIVIERA-LIKE RESORT. AT THE RACE TRACK IN BUENOS AIRES. HUGE COAL GRILLS KEEP THE NIP OFF AND OFTEN ROAST CHESTNUTS AS WELL. GRACE LINE PHOTOGRAPHS 50 The Chicagoan The Temple of Literature Wherein One More Edifice is Laid Hopefully before the Fair Sponsors By Richard Atwater ("Riq") THE drive to build a Temple of Music on A Century of Progress grounds was eyed by this interested spectator for many weeks without his making any public outcry. The statement he now lays before the public must not be interpreted as a criti cism, in any way, of the proposed Temple of Music. Or even as a substitution therefor, should that edifice remain regrettably uncon- structed, or, as Tennyson prophetically put it, "built to music, and therefore never built at all." I yield to no violin, viola, violoncello or contrabass viol player, alone or in concert, in my regard for music. Music, as Richard Henry Little has put it, is the food of love. Or at least, one of its best vitamines. But the fact remains that A Century of Progress didn't only omit an exhibition of the art of Music in its otherwise farflung plans. Why not, too, a Temple of Literature? Clearly, in Chicago, — a city once recklessly pronounced by Mr. Mencken to be the literary capital of America — there should at least still be the phantom blueprint of a Temple of Literature. M.Y present plans for such an exhibit follow the inevitable lines of natural suggestion. There should be a roof, certainly, over some part of the Temple of Literature, to protect visiting devotees, and the pages they are examining, when it rains. Columns will be mechanically necessary to support the roof. For the caryatid figures thus supporting the roof, the city's columnists must be drawn upon by the architect. The problem of how such varying figures as those of Gail Borden, Dick Little and Gene Morgan may be made to come out even, as caryatids, need not alarm us here. This matter must be left to the devices of the architect, who, I suppose, will be Lorado Taft. Within the open court, in the center of the Temple of Literature, caressed by sunny skies and stroked by the summer lake breezes, a multitude of hammocks must be gently sus pended, to receive the languid forms of visit ing literature-lovers attending the exposition. Literature, as everybody knows, should be written vertically and read horizontally. For the mammoth mural painting looking auspiciously down upon this romantic open court of a thousand swinging couches, the artist has only to enlarge and tint in oils an already famous design. I refer, of course, to the noted Peter Arno picture of the reclining lady hostess and gentleman guest, bearing the conversational title, as I recall it, "Have you read any good books lately?" Since the Planetarium, adjoining the Temple of Literature, has a ceiling bright with stars, the dome of silence above the Temple of Literature should be similarly decorated. From all the local stars of major magnitude, I suggest we might most fittingly call upon Mr. Vincent Starrett's photographer to present the Temple of Litera ture with a myriad Starretts. These, fixed carefully in the high azure canopy above the browsing crowds beneath, will gaze contem platively down with countless quietly ironic smiles. We must now get to the busts and statues. On second thought, rather than consider any Chicago author, even sculpturally, as a bust, we will just have statues, without busts. (This will also please the modernist sculptors.) No Temple of Literature could be complete without having the sculptor at once create a statue of Lloyd Lewis, the veteran lexicog rapher of the Civil War. Mr. Lewis's statue clearly must be both bearded and equestrian, even if both a beard and a horse must be pre sented to Mr. Lewis before he poses for the statue. There must also be at least one more eques trian statue, that of Miss Harriet Monroe, in cool white marble, upon her winged Pegasus. Mr. Little, having already been cast as a column caryatid, will have to waive his natural right to be represented, above the several horses shot from under him when he was a Russian-Japanese war correspondent, as per his noted expense account at the time. This brings us in awe to Henry Justin Smith. I suppose the sculptor will insist on casting him in bronze, with apron and anvil, in a symbolic design of The Village Smithy, while bronze tomes carved "Chicago" issue in hot sequence from his fiery forge like so many fortunate horseshoes. We must not cast all the Chicago authors we can think of as statues, however, as many of them will be needed for the mural paintings and a few for the founda tions of the Temple of Literature. I think the artist entrusted with the mural painting of the Pascal Covici Old School of Chicago Authors ought to have a delightful time painting his lively design, what with brushing-in the roguish publisher Covici in the toga of Socrates, while Samuel Putnam and Ben Hecht hover above with angelic wings as Gene Markey turns a cherub's cinema camera on the scene, and what not. There will also be the lovely Midland Authors mural, in which the modern Rem brandt will softly paint an eloquent kitchen stove — perhaps one from the Hotel Sherman — surrounded especially by those of the lady members of the Society as have penned emin ent cookbooks, hovering daintily around the conquered flames in their gold-filleted hair and fluttering Grecian gowns. I have not forgotten two other distinctive groups — the Gold Coast authors and the Bohemian Coast school of thought. These, I should think, must each be enshrined in sep arate fine rooms, perhaps on the near-north side of the Temple of Literature. The first shrine I loyally leave to Arthur Meeker, Jr., properly to arrange. The second must be awarded to Mr. Jack Jones to deal with as only he can deal. The walls of the Temple of Literature, naturally, will be built entirely of bookcases, filled with the fabulous contents natural to such stationary vehicles of forward-moving art. This brings us down to the solid foundations of the Temple of Liter ature. Here, again, I delegate the grave matter to a happy and inevitable choice, Mr. Llewellyn Jones, who must also preside at the formal laying of the cornerstone (Mr. Sand burg) with an appropriately solemn and characteristically witty lecture. Now that we have constructed our Temple of Literature on the great lake front as part of A Century of Progress, I seem to have over looked several necessary details. Pray forgive a mind that really runs too fast for type quite to record. In the full prospectus of which this article is merely a brief abstract, I of course did not forget such notable exhibits within the Temple as the typewriter used by Robert Andrews, upon whose keys those fly ing finders typed I hesitate to recall how many novels, movies, radio serials, magazine stories and newspaper articles, each week of his meteoric sojourn in our breath-taking midst. The pedestal marked "X" in the blueprint, I should also add, is designed for Robert J. Casey to stand upon and burst into laughter as he surveys the rest of the Temple of Liter ature. As a matter of fact, for fear Mr. Casey might actually explode in this manner, an out come I would personally deplore, I shall not insist on the actual erection of the proposed Temple of Literature. Let it, then, merely exist, from now on, as a dream, for whose actual embodiment Mr. Mencken, should he visit the Fair, must look about the grounds in vain. And the one hundred thousand people, each of whom has already been reaching in his pocket, as he reads this little article, for one dollar to give to the Friends of Literature fund, is now cordially invited to desist from that frantic search. Let us leave the Temple of Literature fixed firmly upon this page, an extra proofsheet of which, by courtesy of the kind printer, I shall autograph and present to the sanctuary where so much literature seems to go, these days, — to my good friends, the Chicago Book Auction people. Come to think of it, seriously, their quiet storehouse (not so far from the lake front, at that), would do nicely enough for a Temple of Literature, as of the Hoover Period whose signature song, I hear, was "This is the Foreclosure of a Perfect Day. ..." But lo! it was the dawn. And author Roosevelt began writing the New Book. April, 1933 51 HERE'S OUR scout started through the shops to collect ideas for wedding gifts — this was going to be a wedding gift page. She turned up three days later, grinning sheep ishly, and confessing that she never did get beyond the glassware departments. So we have a rather dripping gift page. But breathes there a bride or groom, or anyone else who might be on your receiving list, who wouldn't cheer at the sight of these? The huge display at the left is just part of the collection you will find in Mandel Brothers' new Tavern Shop on the ninth floor. The smart little bar is a Doge Bantam, with ice containers, glass racks and generous space for decanters. On the bar are a decanter, glasses, and ice bucket, part of an unusual series in hobnail style, only the hobnail effects are done in colors which heightens the sparkle. The tall cocktail glasses and tiny swirl design liqueurs are exquisite with the beautiful, tall cockstail shaker peering out of the corner. And the beer things! Well, let the caption tell the rest. The Tavern Shop promises to be one of the favorite stopping places in town for it supplies everything one could possibly need fCORAWESE,OEESWrTH PUERTO *£° ON upper sna, a «ou' °^° S^ER GLASs, shEu^r* 1MMENsE AND HEAVY GLASS :SV> £ s ALU,I» UM »* * TAVERN SHOP 5CHOONER. BEb°^tRUCOPPEB REFRESHMENT TRATS. AND COPPER BUCKET. C The Chicagoan HOW! for a party. Drinking equipment for every occasion, from little liqueur glasses to the larg est of large schooners, as well as everything in the way of suitable foods — pretzels, sau sages, cheese, items for hors d'oeuvres — and seven brands of beer by the case. Don't over look it. You can always have fun at Von Lengerke and Antoine, too. The items shown in these illustrations are only a small part of the story. Here you find those gay bar signs — "Free Lunch," "No one admitted under fourteen," and the like — bar aprons, luncheon plates with scenes from Gay Nineties saloons, tankards and steins and schooners and snit glasses, beer cool ers, amusing trays and a hundred other things to make you thirsty. The handsome bar shown, from Tatman, is a very decorative affair which may be folded when not in use, though it is good looking enough to form a permanent piece of furni ture anywhere. The decorated mirror above it completes a very attractive group. So read the legends under the pictures for further information and — prosit! The Hostess. 'NK GL^S. VON LE S CH°0 NER ,S A ERKB A^D ANTOINE FOR y°UR MORF cm BR°™ERS TAVERN Zip MANDEL BEER GI-ASS, MUC ^ ANTO/NE LENG^E AND April, 1933 53 Ah, Well! There Goes the Groom These days — or rather, to be optimistic and administration-supporting, those days that have just been — the one-time customary ex actness, which permitted almost no latitude either in color or design, of formal day apparel is not quite what it used to be. Nevertheless, there is a certain standardization which must be maintained to produce gen uine distinction. The groom in the illustra tion wears a one-button cutaway, broad at the shoulders, shaped to the waist and with a fullness at the chest that parallels the draped jacket of the sack suit. The edges may be braided or stitched. The striped worsted trousers come in many different pat terns and shades. The waistcoat may be of several materials — white linen duck for ex ample — double-breasted in this instance, although single-breasted may be worn. The spats must be of the same material and shade as the waistcoat. The Ascot tie, of heavy silk, is faintly striped; the wing collar wide- tabbed. The best man (with no gags attached, please note) is similarly dressed, but, so that his costume is not completely identical to that of the groom, he is wearing an Ascot tie of the same shade, or close thereto, that is checked instead of striped. The two ushers are dressed in pleasant con formity to the clothes worn by the groom and best man. As a variation, they wear Oxford gray or black morning jackets and four-in-hand ties. One of the excellent features of the morning jacket is, of course, that it may be the jacket of a business suit as well. The ties worn by the ushers are striped, of the same general hues, but, again for variation, of different widths of striping. 54 ewcastle in Paris \ G 0 E N N E prising, for the name which has been welded for business purposes is really Main (as in Main Street) R. Bochcr, hailing from Chi cago, of all things. Something interesting might be deduced from the fact that among the leaders above, the two youngest and most aggressive creators are not French, Mainbocher being American and Schiaparelli an Italian who had spent some years in New York before starting her design ing career. But we'll leave that to Mr. Hearst. Mainbocher became a designer rather acci dentally, and his Chicago friends feel that he isn't finished yet, that this is one of his diver sions which he will leave after a while to do Bigger Things in the field of art. If so, he has made a mighty good thing of a diversion, with buyers flocking to his openings, fashion edi tors taking; leads from him, and his designs going like hot cakes. Mainbocher was born in Chicago and all through his school (Continued on page 74) - OCHER CV-UCA&0' AS O^ MAIN R^i' COSTUMES SHOWN COURTESY OF MICHIGAN AVENUE GUILD Coals to N Buy American B y T h e Chic; IN in the rarefied atmosphere of the shops where original models are shown they breathe his name with extreme Gallicism: "This is a Mine-boshay." There is respect mingled with Gallicism. Mainbocher in a little over two years has forged to the very top among the designers of Paris. Fortune, recently analyzing the dress industry or dress designing art, declared : "Finally there are the houses which are now at or near the peak of their power, which set the taste and alter the mode. In this cate gory, regardless of who else might be included, few style experts would deny that the follow ing houses most decidedly belong: Vionnet, Lanvin, Chanel, Patou, Augustabernard, Main bocher, and Schiaparelli." Mainbocher designs have authority, originality, artistic unity, and a new understanding of the tastes and dress needs of American women. Which is not sur- April, 1933 55 The Universe Indoors Another of Chicago's Stupendous Sideshows A FACSIMILE of the solar system had its American premiere on May 10, 1930, at the Adler Planetarium. Since that time it has enjoyed a run of approximately one thousand days, playing frequently to capacity audiences. The Planetarium closed its doors last month only to increase its facilities by one new lecture room and one more large exhibition hall and all the additional seats that can comfortably be accommodated under the big dome. When it reopens as part of A Century of Progress Exposition it will be in readiness to receive a million and a quarter visitors during the five month life of the fair. In other words, there will probably be a lec ture every hour during the twelve to fifteen hours a day that the building will be open; and the lecture hall will seat between six and seven hundred persons. It is expected that the former staff will be augmented by a sufficient group of visiting astronomers to make it unnecessary for any one person to deliver more than two lectures a day. In case the thirst for astronomy evinced by the Fair visitors becomes too great a tax on the vocal cords of the astronomers they may resort to mechanical reproduction of their lec tures . On the basis of the past performance of indoor star gazers it is very probable that this will be necessary. While the solar and siderial systems cannot give a bigger show until astronomers discover some new celestial body or constellation, the astronomical museum has no such limitation. It has been growing steadily in size and in scope and when the Fair opens will contain a large number of exhibits never shown there before. In general, these will consist of ex amples of the most recent apparatus used in the study of astronomy and allied sciences. Placed in apposition to the Planetarium's already remarkable collection of medieval in struments, these products of the second quarter of the twentieth century will constitute a sig nificant gauge of the strides that have been made in astronomy, mathematics, navigation, geodesy and those branches of physics that are closely related to these subjects. 1 His may sound highly technical, but the show is not for scientific adults only. Strangely enough, this display of complicated and unfamiliar apparatus will have no greater interest for specialists than for every man, woman and child who has ever yearned to look through a telescope or stopped to survey a party of surveyors. De spite their polysyllabic names, most of the in struments are used in processes that have interested man since first he looked off to the horizon and wondered how far away it was or glanced at the position of the sun to deter mine whether or not it was time to return with the sheep. One of the exhibits most attractive to sea farers, lake-farers and would-be-farers (which covers about all the inhabitants of the globe) By Ruth G. Bergman is being arranged to represent the bridge of a ship complete with compass, sextant, and everything else necessary for navigation except a sign reading "Passengers not permitted. ..." Optical principles will be demonstrated by the Amateur Telescope Makers of Chicago. In addition to the many exhibits concerned with the observation of celestial bodies and the determination of time, there will be another whose function is to illustrate mathematical methods of measuring the relatively insignifi cant surface of the earth. This will include several important geodetic instruments used in modern surveys. rlERE also will be two exhibits of primarily scientific interest which nevertheless have a very wide popular appeal due to the fact that they relate to the work of the two American winners of Nobel prizes in physics. One will be a model of the appa ratus designed and used in experiments for the determination of the velocity of light by the late Prof. Albert A. Michelson of the Uni versity of Chicago. The other will be an in strument employed by Prof. Arthur Compton, also of the University of Chicago, in his study of cosmic rays. Of more immediate concern to those visitors who are not working in the field of the phys ical sciences will be the booth devoted to com puting machines. This will be furnished with a wide variety of those mechanical genii that can transform columns of figures into correct sums and solutions almost as quickly as Aladdin could rub his lamp. These and other recent acquisitions of the museum will effectively supplement the orig inal collection which was designed to demon strate the fundamental laws of astronomy; the types of instruments used throughout the ages in making observations, and the results of those observations both in relation to the study of the solar system and such practical problems as the determination of time, geo graphical position and direction. Of course no features of the museum, how ever significant, are likely to detract seriously from popular interest in the lectures and the always astonishing performance of the heav enly bodies. Invariably there is a many- voiced gasp when the lights fade in the planetarium chamber and the white dome seems to dissolve into an infinity of blue-black sky dense with stars. Expressions of awe are usually reserved for comment on the wonders of nature but there are wonders of man which also evoke reverence, in part for his attainments, but principally for his devotion to truth and his unflagging search for it. In the case of the Planetarium it is the achievements of man no less than the wonders of nature that bring visitors back again and again. The representation of the cosmos would be inspir ing if it were merely a free hand sketch. It does not lose in beauty but only gains in sig nificance by the fact that it is actually a mini ature reproduction of what untold calcula tions have indicated to be the behavior of all the nine thousand stars visible to the naked eye from any point on the earth's surface. The Adler Planetarium is the first and as yet the only effort in America to bring the stars within the mental and economic reach of the general public, or, if you prefer, to uplift the average man to a bowing acquaintance with the rest of the uni verse. Although astronomy, probably the old est science, has retained its fascination through the ages, it has been relatively inaccessible. Telescopes, spectroscopes and all the technique of scientific star gazing have been beyond the reach of most persons. Even so called popular books on astronomy have been too profound for home study. Altogether the average man has had to content himself with only the esthetic enjoyment of the heavens and such simple pleasures as his proud recognition of the Great Dipper and perhaps the north star. Now, by means of the Zeiss planetarium (the proper name of the projection machine), the substance of an entire astronomical library is shown graphically, intelligently and dramat ically to every man and his children (provided they are more than five years of age) . The stars are in the ascendent, Astronomy for the masses has arrived and the masses are for astronomy. Thousands of persons stormed the doors when the planetarium was a novelty. After it had been in operation more than two and a half years they continued to come, not so precipitately but none the less steadily. To date, the attendance has exceeded a million and a half. In addition to the gen eral public, many well known astronomers have also visited the Planetarium. It is the headquarters of the Chicago Astronomical Society. This summer its new lecture room will be the scene of the meeting of the American Astronomical Society convening in Chicago in connection with A Century of Progress Exposition. Meanwhile, the Planetarium is being most carefully groomed for the Fair, externally as well as internally. Its remodeled approach, now nearing completion, will be an Esplanade of the Months, consisting of terraced pools flanked on each side by a sidewalk and a drive way. These twelve basins which will repre sent the months are made of terazzo and will create an attractive small cascade. Provision is being made not only for the greatest number of people but also for their greatest degree of comfort by the installation of a cooling system to maintain an even temperature in the plan etarium chamber. The one remaining cause for anxiety on the part of those persons who are in charge is that each audience will be so exhilarated by the cool air and the celestial vistas that it cannot easily be dislodged to make room for the next group on the strict schedule necessitated by a World's Fair. 56 The Chicagoan The chicagoan Wor I d's Fair Book A DISTINCTIVE TRIBUTE to A DISTINGUISHED OCCASION A Century in the Making ? Seven Months in Preparation ? Edited for 1933 and Posterity <4 THE STORY OF THE FAIR By Milton S. Mayer A brilliantly comprehensive and uncolored account of the inception, development and accomplishment of A Century of Progress Exposition. THE ALBUM OF THE FAIR By A. GeorSe Miller A fascinating folio of photographs in the modern manner depicting the production of the Fair from break ing of ground to grand opening. THE STORY OF THE TOWN By William R. Weaver A statement of Chicago's position among the great cities of the world and its qualifications as host to the guest peoples of the earth. THE VISITOR'S CHICAGO By The Chicagoans A faithful compilation of information pertinent to a proper appreciation by World's Fair guests of the Town's varied civilized interests. CIVIC E. S. CLIFFORD INDUSTRIAL RUTH G. BERGMAN HISTORICAL DONALD C. PLANT ARTISTIC EDWARD MILLMAN THEATRICAL WILLIAM C. BOYDEN MUSICAL RICHARD ATWATER RECREATIONAL LUCIA LEWIS MERCANTILE MARCIA VAUGHN NOCTURNAL STEFAN BLAKE OCCASIONAL JAMES BOND A WORLD'S FAIR SERVICE BOOK OF UNMATCHED DESIGN A WORLD'S FAIR SOUVENIR BOOK OF MATCHLESS QUALITY April, J 933 S7 CONTRACT BRIDGE Shall You Open Your Highest or Fourth Best? By E . M . Lagron EVERY once in a while some publisher or individual gets a brilliant idea and asks me this question : "How much differ ence is there between an expert and an average good bridge player?" That is a question, of course, without any standard of values to use as a guide. In the first place, we might ask, "What constitutes an expert?" and the next question might even be, "What is meant by an average good bridge player?" From my radio mail, which reaches me in conjunction with the work I am doing over Radio Station WGN, I feel I am in fairly close touch with the average bridge players throughout the country. From my tournament work and my association with masters of the game, I think I also have a fairly definite conception of their game. As a result of such observations, I have reached two definite conclu sions. In the first place I find there is very little, if any, difference between the bidding of the average good bridge player and that of the expert. In the play of the hand (as declarer), there is a slight advantage on the expert's side, but this difference is so small it can hardly justify placing the two players in a separate classification. My readers will perhaps wonder then why the great tribute to our masters. Defensive bridge is the answer. Your expert and master player has trained himself as a defensive bridge player. He has given as much study to the defensive phase of Contract as he has to the bidding and to the playing of the hand as the declarer. I have often wondered why the rest of this great bridge-loving population have not awakened to the importance of this chapter of bridge. To appreciate fully the importance of defensive bridge one need only realize that one-fourth of the time spent in playing bridge is spent as the declarer, another fourth as dummy, and one-half at defense. In other words, if you are going to play bridge tonight for two hours, you will be the declarer and actually play the hands one-fourth of the time; another fourth of toe time your partner will be the declarer and your hand will be the dummy; and one-half of the time you and your partner will be defending contracts against your opponents. I have never been able to reconcile myself to the unbalanced diet which has been prescribed for bridge players. Great volumes — in fact, literary gems — have been written on the subject of bidding and playing; newspaper articles have been syndicated from coast to coast: and about 90 per cent of this material is confined to the subject of bidding, to the appalling exclusion of the defending hand. I hesitate to challenge the wisdom of my contemporaries; I like wise genuinely fear the title of "Bolshevik of Bridge"; but I honestly believe the layman is not getting the true benefits of the help and advice from the expert whom he follows if that person refuses or, rather, ignores the importance of defensive play. To test your own knowledge of this phase of the game, I suggest you give yourself an examination. See how intelligently you can answer these questions: 1. What is the difference between a negative and a positive discard? 2. How do you open your partner's suit against a suit declaration? 3. How do you open your partner's suit against a No Trump declaration? 4. When should you not return your partner's lead? 5. When do you open a singleton against a suit declaration? Now these questions, of course, are very elementary, but there is a great deal behind them. There are many contributing factors which influence the condition in each case. Then if this does not satisfy you as to your own lack of knowledge of the defensive games, I suggest another little test. Get yourself a small pocket notebook and carry that notebook with you into every bridge game. Keep an accurate record of the number of hands you and your partner might have defeated. The reason for your opponent's being successful in making his contract has nothing to do with your record. It may be that either you or The Chicagoan your partner made an error, played the wrong card, or made a bad discard. Or perhaps the only way the hand could have been defeated was by a very unnatural and unsound opening. Keep a record, irrespective of the reason. You will be terribly shocked at the end of ten bridge games to discover how many hands were made against you which should have been scored as penalties for you. This information would be very welcome to me, and if any of you people are interested enough in improving your own bridge game to make this simple experiment, I would appreciate seeing your figures. Golf experts and golf professionals for a great number of years were arbitrarily rated by their ability to shoot par golf. Today such a blanket qualification is impossible. There are too many business men, college students, and even women, who can step up to any particular tee and crack out a par game. I prophesy that the day of the expert bridge player is fast waning. Our title of "master bridge player" is absolutely doomed to oblivion. The bridge player in the home today has learned to bid and play his cards dangerously close to the perfection of the master. And just as soon as the ardent devotees of Contract realize that the only chasm separating them from the honor role of master is their defensive game, they will perfect that phase of their game with the same enthusiasm and efficiency they exercised in learning the bidding and the play as the declarer. HOUSES TELL TALES The Works of Five Ladies (Begin on page 36) have no frills. She is notably quick at sizing up people and situations, requires that you take her or her own terms, and is, we should say, a lover of the theatre. Next visit the Early American apartment done by Mrs. John L. Cochran, Jr., quaint, charming, home-like, the sort of place you could fit into immediately, without having to make any mental readjust ments. Mrs. Cochran, you feel, must be this same type of person. You could sink right down on the little couch in her living-room, turn on the lamp, and go right on reading where you left off. Or the bed-room with its sheer yellow curtains, and quaint little white Toby jugs filled with trailing ivy, and its blue chintz chair — it's restful, easy, feminine. Life, in this apartment, you feel would run along on greased wheels, guided by a simple, unaffected, gracious personal ity. You could wear your rubbers right inside the house — there's a mat in the hall which invites you to do so. It's red, white, and blue, with a large white "WELCOME" woven into a red background. 1 hen step across into the Biedermeier and Directoire apartment done by Mrs. John R. Winterbotham, Jr. Here again you must stop and look, and draw a breath at the sight of its vivid green curtains hanging in great graceful swags above the win dows and long folds to the floor, its tiny classical mantel, flanked by easy chairs in plum color piped with white; the bed-room all in pink and brown, with delicate pink candlewick spreads, and frilly ruffled dressing-table of cream-colored grenadine over pink, its brown glazed chintz hangings with a pattern of tiny daisies, the pink lamp shade. Here you sense the presence of an ultra-modern, exceedingly feminine individual, the type who wears great puffy sleeves and little tip-tilted hats, a restless, airy person who has a certain lightness of touch, and whimsicality of outlook. The child's room she has decorated is evidence of this latter quality —furnished in red, white, and blue furniture, the bed in the shape of a sail-boat with blue waves curling up around its foot-board, and the head-board a sail, with a mast flying a tiny red flag bearing the name "Adventure." The mirror above the dresser is framed by a pilot's wheel. The curtains of bright blue tarltan billow out and overflow onto the floor, standing out stiffly like sails in a breeze. The creator of this room you feel, has something in common with Peter Pan and Wendy. Open the door into the fourth apartment, and you're back in Eighteenth Century England — a delightful setting for present day living, created by Mrs. Ambrose Cramer. Here again, you feel at home and at ease, and in the presence of a personality who will seek to make you comfortable, and will be friendly. It is an orderly, well- thought out apartment. Meal times in the sunny dining-room, must indeed be the high spots of the day— it is all so tasteful and bright, and lovely with its white Chippendale furniture, rich henna colored chintz hangings, and a white metal flower-stand before the window the chipper smile? It's my good health, I suppose A GLOOMY world? Not for me. Nor for my wife or children. We're the pictures of health. And what's a hank roll compared with that. Certainly, we're going to get a new car and new clothes one of these days. But health is more important to us. Good water is essential to good health. Physi cians suggest from six to eight glasses a day. And what a pleasant treat it is when you drink Corinnis Spring Water. Corinnis is never bitter with chlorine, never cloudy, never doubtful. Order this pure, good-tasting water today. Its cost is pleasantly low — only a few cents a bottle. And we deliver direct to your door anywhere in Chicago or suburbs. 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There are many little unexpected things in this apartment indicat ing a many-sided personality which cannot stick to grooves or ruts. The kitchen, for instance, abounds in flowers. They're appliqued onto the window curtains, painted on a great blue cookie jar; they edge the shelves, and decorate innumerable glass bottles and jars. In the bed-room, great saucy red ribbon bows tie back the blue and red plaid curtains in a most engaging fashion, and in the bath-room, there's the merest wisp of a transparent blue celophane curtain held back by a big silver flower. A pink and white nursery, with a toy- box, diminutive table and chair, and a rug with pink bunnies, confirm your first impression of a restful, youthful personality — practical, domestic, perhaps, — a person who will listen to others, but will eventually make up her own mind, and go her own way. 1 893 — 1933 A Tale of Two Cities (Begin on page 39) actually rose in Chicago. (The Madison- and-State quarter-acre was worth $1,000,000 before the Fair, $1,250,000 after it) . The gods tossed one last lance at the Exposition — on the night of October 28, Mayor Harrison was assassinated — by a newsboy who had gone crazy, according to that latter-day historian William Hale Thompson, reading his unsold copies of the Chicago Tribune. Harrison was genuinely mourned, not as a departed political boss, but as an unselfish public servant; and the Fair closed at half mast. As a visual sensation the World's Columbian Exposition was something unto itself. The genius of its beauty was Daniel H. Burnham, who with his associates "worked on 600 acres of un developed park land as on a blank sheet of paper." The Fair's resurrection of pure classic, which prevailed in this country, and even in Europe, until the World War, needs no delineation here — the Fine Arts Building, later the Field Museum, still later a mouldering shell, and only now being restored by the late Mr. Rosenwald's unerring taste in philanthropy, has an official rank ing somewhere as the prime piece of modern classic. "It is good to know that the Palace of Art will not be removed," wrote one visiting journalist in '93, "but will continue to educate and refine the world so long as the material of which it is made lasts, and afterward will be replaced with everlasting marble." Each of the great white structures of the Fair rivaled, with more or less success, the transcendent perfection of the Fine Arts Building. There was an indefinable harmony even in the "Big Building" — Manufactures and Liberal Arts — which covered thirty acres and won the hearts of the American public by being the largest building ever constructed. The whole Fair was a city of palaces. There were columns and columns of columns. The placid symmetry of the Court of Honor bespoke a silver magnificence that has since vanished, under the pseudonym of Victorianism, from the earth. Was it too magnificent? If the answer is "Yes," then the answer must be "Yes" forty years from now when the critics ask of 1933, "Was it too gaudy?" Like the tandem bicycle, '93 had its faults; but to that panorama of arching whites set on a green that was lagooned with the softer green of water — to that panorama this clever age of "functional design" may turn in its dotage and mutter, "There was something." A rhapsodic note appears in these last lines, and this should be embarrassing to a man who only a few pages back was vaunt ing his callousness. But there is a defense of it. The clear headed writers who came to see and describe the Worlds Columbian Exposition were swept away into Elysium as a body. "There must be some strange witchery," commented the noted Mr. Stead upon his return to England, "about a spot which tempts so many differently constituted beholders to exhaust the resources of eulogy in the effort to transcribe the impressions it gives them." The sober enough Harper's Magazine furnishes an example of the poesy that accrued in print: "The constant repetition of beautiful forms of architecture. starting in immaculate ivory whiteness from the green strip of lawn on which the structures so lightly stand, to the highest point of crowned cornice; or of aerial domes of gold or crystal. 60 The Chicagoan Hashing facets of color against the sky; or of waving flags and gonfalons, softened in outline, varied in color, and crimped by ripples from moving launches and gondolas: — this, seen under a sunset sky, filled with bits of winged and floating cloud, is enough to overfill the heart of the most prosaic of mortals, or to delight stray spirits of air." And Alice Freeman Palmer sang the Fair's elegy in The Forum: "Never before has beauty been so lavish and so transient. . . . This amazing spectacle will flash for years upon the inward eye of our people, and be a joy of their solitude." Will the lineal successor of the White City so bewitch us? Probably not. As has been suggested above, we are not easily impressed these days. The World's Columbian Exposition was a miracle in its demonstrations of bigness — the biggest building ever constructed, the biggest steam engine ever made, the biggest telescope, the 125-carat diamond, the 2900-lb. chocolate statue, Russia's silver soup tureen "valued at $4,600," the Queen of Italy's bedstead "valued at $5,000," the largest Royal Worcestershire vase ever made, the Statue of Liberty hewn from a solid lump of salt, Missouri's lump of lead ore weighing three tons, the Bethlehem Iron Co.'s largest steam hammer in the world, the Horticultural Building's "largest grotto on earth," the garbage furnace, "cremating 100 tons daily," Krupp's largest cannon ever cast. "Largest" plays a small part in A Century of Progress. And it should. Since 1893, the largest army on earth has been blown to pieces, the tallest building in the world is bankrupt, and the richest nation in history has gone begging. The exhibits that will predominate on the Lake Front this summer have yet to be installed or inspected, but it is a fair bet that they will be mostly in the manner of General Electric's "house of magic" — a collection of unprepossessing gadgets that pack the punch of Zeus. Fne nature of men has changed — or it is changing. We have no faith in bigness now, and not much faith in anything. A Century of Progress holds few thrills, for thrills no longer thrill us. And that is our loss. We shall never know the unearthly combination of terror and exaltation that attended an ascent in the Ferris Wheel to the staggering height of 260 feet. The executives of A Century of Progress face a strange dilemma: President Higginbotham of the Columbian Expo sition wrote in his final report, "Those who came once or twice to be instructed came ten times to be amused.'" That statement is still an impressive truth, although the spread of education lias altered the ratio to, say, one to five. But while we want to be amused five times as badly as we want to be instructed, nothing seems to amuse us. The old-timers aver to a man that "the Midway made the '93 Fair." Sherman Duffy and Malcolm Mc Dowell, newspapermen both then and now, recall that the average visitor took one look around the Manufacturers Build ing and then made a bee-line for the Midway, where the less edifying influence of the hootchy-kootchy predominated. The exhibits of '93 were static — specimens of finished work, and the exhibits of '33 will be mobile — specimens of processes. Doubt less '33 will be more interesting. But won't the populus Romani still want its panem et circenses? The Midway of '33 is, at this stage, a misnomer. It is a collection of amusement park devices — much the same as the amusement park devices of the 1890's. And that tells the story: in instructing ourselves we have made colossal strides; in amus ing ourselves we have got nowhere. This dilemma was presaged a century ago by Jean Jacques Rousseau, and echoed forty years ago, at the World's Columbian Exposition, by a visitor who was comparing the Machinery Building with the Midway: "Where would we be without machinery? In Asia, or in the Fiji Islands. What would we do there? Nothing, except eat, sleep and be happy. Whereas, we can have dyspepsia, insomnia, and nervous prostration here, and work and be miserable from morning till night." I here is, logically, no comparison between '93 and '33. The only real standard of evaluation is: Did they like it? And that question can not be answered for comparative purposes until Nov. 1, 1933. I should not like to go on record, as the candi dates say, but I have a suspicion that '33 will hold its own. My guess — and yours is at least as good as mine — is that the found ing fathers of A Century of Progress realized before they began that a new kind of people demands a new kind of fair, and that at the same time a fair that does not sive the unvarnished mil- • Stopping for lunch on Piegan Pass Trail Glacier Park Prices on a reducing diet During the summer of 1933you can board the EmpireBuilder at Chicago's Union Station any evening before 10:45 Stand ard Time, and say to yourself— "This is the cheapest I've ever traveled to Glacier Park or the Pacific Coast." And when you disembark you'll agree the service remains ace high. You'll have the same experience within Glacier Park itself. For example: One glorious week $Q/l75 in Glacier Park . . . ^fward You've heard of hiking trips— "walking tours" they're called on the other side. Well, here's a walking tour (combined with bus transportation) the whole expense of which, includ ing meals and lodging, is less than $35. A similar tour cover ing two weeks costs less than $65. And if you prefer saddle horses, you'll find correspondingly low all-expense costs. The point is, we've budgeted Glacier Park vacations down to the last penny. For example: this season the rate at Glacier Park's cozy chalets is only $4.50 a day, American plan! Travel on the Empire Builder Train and Pullman fares way down There's a special round trip train and Pullman rate good for 16-day return limit, priced so low you'd think it a misprint if we quoted it here. And as for meals — you ve another surprise coming, both for quality and price. Ask Mr, MoOt— Drop in at the Great Northern Ticket Office, 212 S. Clark Street, or telephone Mr. E. H. Moot, General Agent, at Randolph 6700. He knows the park like a book. Let him make you an itinerary for a week or a month or all summer in Glacier Park and the West. April, 1933 61 Ch icaqo for the1 Fair. •W*-'* MINNESOTA for your outinq ROAM among the wonders of The Century of Progress — then come and feast your eyes on the natural beauties of Minnesota. Take lodg ing in a cool Northwoods setting where lakes and pines, rivers and skies, pour new life into your veins and chase your cares away. Cast your line for gamey wall-eyed pike — go bath ing, boating, golfing, riding ... or just rest and relax in the sweet pine-scented air. Pack your grips for Minnesota — come by car, bus, railway or plane. There are miles and miles of paved highways flanked with woods and waters,- there are cozy forest cabins and very modern resort hotels — a holiday to suit every income. And you'll like the hospitality of Minnesota folks. Lay your plans now — we'll be glad to help you — just write us! MINNESOTA TOURIST BUREAU George H. Bradley, Director STATE OFFICE BUILDING, St. Paul, Minn. (A division of the Minnesota Department of Conservation) Tied tunii jfiiendliL- c in Mintiedcta. lions one hell of a time is no fair at all. I have a childlike faith in these men's imaginations. But don't let me sell you on '33. This is a free country. You pays your money (if I may borrow an expression from the sporting world) and you takes your choice. REVELRY BY NIGHT From President to Pilsener By Parker Wheatley PRESIDENT FRANKLIN DELANO ROOSEVELT is Amer ica's first radio Announcer. If he should ever tire, or be permitted to retire, as Chief Executive, he could name his own salary in a profession infinitely more interesting than that of selling life insurance. I confess to a thrill of the basic sort at hearing President Roosevelt's voice. Outstanding vocally during the cam paign, he has added cubits and kilocycles to his microphone stature since inauguration. Once I heard the great Bryan of the silver tongue, and felt then some such thrill as I do when Roosevelt speaks. But F. D. R. is no member of the so-called old oratorical school. He talks to his audi' ences, to you, and to me. His brief, sincere acceptance speech was delivered without the traditional quaver that politicians are com mitted to whenever they achieve office. This his first triumph. But not in many years has a radio broadcast excited so much interest or evoked so much enthusiasm as the President's famous Sunday night banking conversation on March 12. He spoke simply, and he addressed each of us in a highly personal manner. And, blessed event of the New Deal, the President has a sense of humor. It is not recorded that any other First Executive ever publicly admitted even the existence of so very useful an article as a mattress. Right or wrong, the new prophet in the nation's Delphi will be pleasant to listen to. Beginning with the sharp crack of Zangara's pistol in Miami on February 15, radio has leaped with the nation into a stretch of concentrated interest which it has seldom known. Here indeed was something new. CBS was broadcasting details from the actual scene within a few hours of the shooting. One enterprising Florida station was present at the exact moment Zangara pulled the trigger. During the Mayor's long fight for recovery, Chicago radio made the most of the dramatic struggle. All this in cooperation with the newspapers, of course. The two morning dailies whipped their stations into line for constant bulletins. WGN remained on the air the entire night of Cermak's death. Slightly gruesome, playing phonograph records while waiting for a man to die, yet it was an effective news stunt. And the vigil was brilliantly climaxed by Chicago's grandest funeral. The complete burial service was on the air, being the first of its kind for Chicago. Strangely enough, the broadcast seemed to temper the maudlin quality of the tribute. But nothing could be done about the world's loudest organ. An assassination, a series of proclamations, a municipal funeral and an earthquake, all in some six weeks, has added zest if not income to the broadcasting business. In fact, it has enlivened the whole problem of news on the air. The law states that radio stations at all times should be operated in "the public interest, convenience, and necessity." As presently applied, any news item of reasonable importance has precedence over other types of programs. It might be asked why the announcement of a prominent man's suicide should have the right of way over a fine piece of music. No sane editor would permit a bold headline telling of anybody's suicide to intrude in the review of a symphony concert. The effect is paralleled in this recent incident. While enjoying Harold Van Home playing Debussy's La Cathedrale Engloutie early one evening, an efficient announcer burst in upon the holy scene with the unholy news that a certain first citizen, formerly of a life insurance company, had sud denly hastened the redemption of his policies by self-violence. The moment was inopportune, I felt. Don't you think it would be nice to have these little tidbits of American life served on a tray, so to speak, instead of thrown in one's face? If radio stations are to compete as newspapers for beats, however, the niceties of program structure must be swept aside. But this rivalry between stations is as nothing compared to the problem of radio scooping the press generally. Radio has all the advantages, and 62 The Chicagoan JAMES HARGIS CONNLLLV CHARLOTTE LEARN AND VIRGINIA WARE— RADIO IS ONE ANSWER TO THE PROBLEM OF HOW TO BE AN ACTRESS THOUGH MAR RIED. THESE TWO EXEMPLARY WIVES, RESPECTIVELY OF SHUBERT'S JOHN GARRITY AND HOTEL SHERMAN'S HARLAN WARE, ORDER THE GROCERIES, SEE THAT THE BEDS ARE MADE, AND THEN SALLY FORTH TO BRIGHTEN THE AIR OVER WENR WITH MR. WARE'S DAILY SKIT THE ADVENTURES OF PHYLLIS AND FRANK. ITS ALL FOR YE COLLEGE INN FOOD PRODUCTS newspapers resent the uneven situation more and more. (Their atti tude toward radio advertising, of course, is well-known). Only a part of the press objects, however, because many important news papers have their own stations. Of the country's 600 stations, 112 have newspaper affiliations, ranging from direct ownership to cooper ative relationships. United Press has expressed a desire to ban radio's use of its news if the Associated Press and International News Service agree to sim ilar action. Further discussion will occur during the month at the Publishers Association annual meeting. AP has been granted an injunction restraining a South Dakota station from broadcasting its bulletins. And so it goes. There is a rumor that something will be done in Washington to equalize the two media. Broadcasting simultaneous with appearance of first extras has been suggested. Another proposal is that stations delay announcement fifteen minutes following the release of any bulletin. There's not much to be decided immediately, but I did want you to know that newspapers and radio stations sometimes hold hands to avoid clutching at each others throats. K.ADIO and the press have locked horns for slightly different reasons in a threatened million-dollar libel suit by the Detroit Free Press against the Reverend Father Charles E. Coughlin of Detroit. Father Coughlin has been broadcasting for almost ten years, principally over powerful WJR. About three years ago his discourses on social and economic problems took to the network over CBS. When this chain announced a new plan for religious programs, whereby all denominations should share equally on the air, ostensibly there was no room for Father Coughlin. This in spite of the fact that he paid for his time as any other sponsor. Contributions, of course. Thus he organized his own network, which he is using for the second year. Variously accused of being a radical and a demagogue, Father Coughlin has always spoken boldly about current ills. His sym pathies have been with the unemployed, the shorn investor, the oppressed. To date, he is the only reasonably disinterested private citizen who has consistently employed the air to challenge the vested interests. It was natural that he should discuss the Detroit banking situation. On March 26 he cited Detroit opponents of a federal banking system, being particularly emphatic about the Detroit Free Press and its banker-publisher, E. D. Stair. Mr. Stair promptly threatened legal proceedings against Father Coughlin and all stations carrying the alleged libelous statements. There was doubt about the radio priest broadcasting on April 2nd. He did. Without retraction. The proposed suit will be a fact or a memory when you read this article. Whatever, the freedom of the air will have been challenged, or vindicated. 1 HOUGH storms may rage within, the effective use of radio in quieting the national pulse is worth noting. Witness You don't have to BE a debutante to look like one! Elizabeth Arden's T^ew Debutante Treatment... saves time... saves money Half an hour is all the time you need for a refreshing, beautifying treatment that will send you forth with renewed loveliness and self-confidence. One of Miss Arden's personally trained assistants will give your face a thorough cleansing.. .so important.. .a refreshing toning and a clever make-up. 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I think it probable that the radio audience may have been constrained from more violent expression of its feel ings about things generally during this depression by gag men and fox trots than by more obvious influences. Maybe this is not a good thing. But what can be expected if there's Ed Wynn to hear, and a protest-this'or-that meeting on the same Tuesday night. An arm chair is pretty comfortable, and the radio still limps along, even if one tube is noisy. And what's a bad tube and a dozen bad gags after all. Now this may be sheer imagination, but radio is a sort of narcotic, differing only in kind from others, such as the promise of heaven during that little five-hundred-year depression of the Middle Ages. Of course, this musing gets nowhere, because radio is putty, and Hitler, for instance, molds it to quite a different purpose. (Amer- ican radio moves within certain limits, too.) It is almost certain that the present Administration will take a direct interest in the control of radio. Undoubtedly the government will broadcast frequently, in view of the recent convincing results. You recall that if one hadn't heard the President's Sunday night talk, it was best not to mention the fact. One wasn't a patriot. The Cabinet series of ten addresses began over NBC-KYW on April 3, at nincthirty, when the Honorable William H. Woodin broadcast for the first time in his new position. I felt a little sorry for him once, when he had difficulty deciding upon the date Mr. Roosevelt had closed the banks. There's nothing quite so terrifying as microphone panic, and I suspect the Secretary had a bit of an attack then. Maybe it wasn't severe after all, because he merely began to say "fourth," and nicely glided into "sixth." Let it be hoped the new Treasury head doesn't misplace any decimal points in computing the national income. As a speaker, Mr. Woodin is not arresting. His true voice is in his music. Of other national events, the return of Al Smith, one of my favorite broadcasters, must be applauded, as in fact it was. Always to be depended upon in defending religious freedom, Mr. Smith was the principal speaker at Madison Square Garden during the meeting to protest Nazi treatment of Jews. No one in American public life can do what he does to the language with the same impunity. His amusing accent was at its best when he recalled his experience with the Ku Klux Klan, and added that "it doesn't make 64 The Chicagoan any difference to me whether it's a brown shirt or a night shirt." The audience enjoyed this more than any other audience has enjoyed any other joke I've ever heard over the air. His technique is sure. Too bad Mr. Smith can't endorse Pond's and broadcast regularly. Meanwhile, the usual radio shows have gone, although the last two weeks in March concluded several good broadcasts, notably the Firestone Lawrence Tibbett programs, and the General Electric guest hours. The latter completed the season (cancellation to the trade) with Lily Pons, who tried to please the masses by singing The Man I Love, especially arranged for her by George Gershwin. More than any other kind of radio singer, "blues" singers are born, and not made. Fortunately, Miss Pons can't be made into one. Other withdrawals are expected, too, so that April may be attended by a torrent of cancellations. Very unpleasant, indeed. But there are outstanding programs which continue for a while at least. Stokowski is scheduled for additional Friday afternoon concerts (WBBM). The Boston Symphony carries on through April 29th (KYW). Minneapolis sends its orchestra over the air on Thursday April nights at ten-thirty (NBC-WMAQ) . Damrosch continues on Friday morning, and also introduces a new series of concerts begin ning the eleventh, from nine to ten (WENR), replacing Lucky Strike. (You wouldn't buy enough Lucky Strikes, would you?) And Toscanini, who grows more commanding with each broadcast, has three more concerts from WGN. The feast is yours. Despite all the serious problems which confront radio, the return of beer is just about as interesting to me as anything else. If I had been properly born in point of time, I might not be so curious about the legendary joys of better days. As it was, I spent my youth tying knots with the Boy Scouts. Perhaps the New Deal in beer will remedy all that. Certainly it will be fun to hear It's Always Fair Weather sung as if the boys meant it. Beer may or may not solve radio's problems of diminishing returns, but it will help buoy up the spirits of those who watch the profits dwindle and the salaries slide. Even if the world is on the skids, it'll be more pleasant with Pilsener. Regardless, we're looking forward to June and Ben Bernie getting his "master's" from Alma Malta. PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES A Travel Suggestion {Begin on page 49) hours watching the amusing busyness of the chipmunks which are thick in the forests. If you are lucky and per sistent you may be able to snap a mountain goat or a deer. You may catch a flash of a bear in a strawberry patch or hear the cry of a mountain lion if you camp out at night but no animal ever ventures near a campfire. There are fifty-seven species of mammals in Glacier Park, one of the richest preserves offering one of the finest opportuni ties to study animals in their native haunts. There are no snakes but garter — a fact which makes the Park doubly attractive to women hikers. I F you wish to see the Park life through trained eyes you may arrange a trip with a ranger-naturalist and delve into the deeper stories of these wonders. It's a grand and profitable vaca tion for groups of high-school or college students and just as grand for oldsters whose muscles and minds are soon limbered up in the happy activities of the wilderness. It is profitable to the purse, too — for experience indicates that a one or two. week's hiking tour adds up to amazingly little. A one- week trip, including forty-nine hiking miles, is pleasantly done for about $109.00; and a two-week's trip, including one hundred seven hiking miles, for $139.00 — and that includes transportation and expenses on the Empire Builder, meals and lodging in the Park — everything. Nor is there a lot of fol-de-rol about expensive equipment. The important thing is a comfortable pair of shoes. They should be real hiking shoes with good soles, hob-nailed, and be sure that the tops are not over eight inches high. Many people wear boots or high shoes which bind the calves and become very uncomfortable in hiking. Wear two pairs of socks, the outer pair of medium or heavy-weight wool and the inner pair of silk or lisle. A shirt with wool skirt or trousers, a warm sweater or wool-lined leather jacket for cool evenings, and no light or laced clothing of any kind. The sun is so jlviill i%°^ i Pv$ a real SHORE Dinner tfi*H • It's a thousand miles to the Atlantic Coast but it's only as far as the Palmer House to a Shore Dinner such as you never expected to find this side of Nantucket. The finest sea-foods, rushed here by fast express are prepared after you order them — clams— crabs — shrimps— oysters — lobsters. It's a new thrill for Chicagoans. Try it tonight. Phone Randolph 7500 for reservations. PALMER HOUSE NEXT DOOR TO EVERYTHING IN DOWNTOWN CHICAGO NO PARKING WORRIES • Drive up — step out — Your car returned 5 minutes after you order it. Special low rates — 50c for 2 hours — 75c up to 8 hours. April, 1933 The CHICAGOAN IN THE MERRY MONTH OF MAY A Bouquet of Sparkling Features NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN By Irene Castle McLaughlin A Pointed Notation on the Fallacies of Fame as Celebrated by Certain Duly Designated Notables. "THE POST" IN THE OLD DAyS By Frances Hackett The Distinguished Biographer of Henry VIII Has A Reminiscent Word on Early Chicago Journalism. PATRICK A. NASH— DEMOCRAT By Milton S. Mayer A Personality Sketch of the Outstanding Figure In the Political Life of the World's Fair City. Wreathed in a Smiling Array of Town- wise Observation and Comment — Boyden on Theatre — Lewis on Travel — Skinkle on Society — Plant on Chicagoana — Mayer and Miller on A Century of Progress Exposition — Millman on Art — An Intelli gently Informative Survey of the Civilized Interests for Chicagoans and for Chi cago-minded Citizens of the World. THE CHICAGOAN Q One year $2.00 407 S. Dearborn Street Q Two years $3.50 Chicago, Illinois ? Three years $5.00 Gentlemen- Please enter my subscription for the term indicated above and address my copy as follows: (Signed) (Address) (City) (State) 66 brilliant in the western mountains that a fairly wide-brimmed hat is important. Then with a packsack over your shoulders for extra underwear, night clothes and toilet articles you are off — as carefree as a Swiss yodeler with more enchantment ahead of you than even the Alps can boast. (The Chicagoan's travel department will be glad to mail upon request a suggested itinerary for a one-wee\ or two*wee\ wal\ing tour through Glacier Par\, together with detailed expenses.) TWO ABOARD A CRUISE A Travel Delight {Begin on page 50) white azaleas. They drive thru miles of rolling country radiant with color, weathered pink walls, houses laid heavily with blue and white tile, red roofs with Chinese upturn at the eaves. Even funerals in Lisbon are colorful, and the people almost ridiculously beautiful. In Casa Blanca they watch the native girls dancing barefoot. Wander in the narrow streets of the native bazars to purchase exotic rugs — old jewelry. A few trips together and the Jacks, Kings and Queens, even the little two spots are neatly shuffled. The shuffling process begins in the dining room where a benign steward with a French sense of humour places the little girl from Iowa next to the newspaper correspondent from Missouri, and the mining engineer from British Columbia opposite the shy-eyed music student from Canada. The only thing he doesn't assign them is the rice. The captain, aside from his official position, is host extraordinaire. He entertains frequently at dinner, managing to look very handsome in his brass buttons and gold braid; with a rare smile which, in spite of official dignity, breaks out when he instructs all his feminine guests en masse in the art of saying "I love you" in Norwegian. Those passengers not drawn together over the dinner table are coerced into a semblance of sociability over the cap tain's liquors and compasses. A cruise ship like the De Grasse is a little floating world complete in itself with shops, hairdressers, doctors, concerts, dances, horse races and movies. It boasts, too — as do all of the French Line ships, I am told — a charming little playroom-and-theatre for the youngsters, where, each afternoon, Guignol and his wife ('Punch and Judy to you) air their family and social disagreements to the delight of their mixed audience. For know ye, that while this form of enter tainment is meant primarily for the youngsters it is so popular with the grown-ups as well that juvenile late-comers have to push their way through adult "standees." The room is furnished with dimin utive chairs and tables in l'art modern; wood-carved white mice chase each other in a frieze around the room; carved panels in the forms of various animals decorate the walls; and the table-legs arc brightly painted wooden dolls. All in all, a soul-satisfying place for children — from eight to eighty! Gracing the writing-gallery, through which one passes en route to the smoking room and the terrace cafe, is a colorful portrait of the distinguished and too-little-known French naval hero for whom the ship has been named. Had it not been for the Admiral Comte dc Grasse and the timely arrival of his fleet, there would probably have been defeat instead of victory for American arms at Yorktown. Life is too fascinating an experience in these sunny waters for serious thoughts as to what might have been the present-day history of our land had the Count been delayed en route to Chesapeake Bay. At the moment, it really doesn't matter. The only reason he rates a mention in this page of MS. is because the scowl which his portrait shows him wearing vaguely disturbs one on the way to the refreshments which the terrace and the smoking room offer. Does the scowl signify disapproval of the gaiety and informality which prevail in there? Does he frown on the flow of sophisticated wit and wassail which livens up his namesake ship? That hardly seems likely; he's too good a Frenchman for that. It seems much more probable that the frown indicates annoyance at his being on fixed post, unable to climb down out of his frame and join the gay crowd in their fun. Aside from the scowl, he looks as though he'd be good company, able to hold his own with the Hollywood blond, the young lady who knows her Champagne, and the chap who drinks to forget his indigestion. At any rate, here's to him! The Chicagoan ^Lnjoy the CARICATURIST CORNELIUS SAMPSON DEPICTS ACTOR RONALD COLMAN AS OF HIS BEST PERFORMANCE WITNESSED IN "THE MASQUERADER." FACT OVER FICTION Or Twenty-two Nights in the Cinema By William R. Weaver GOSSIP of the month had it that the early Spring crop of screen- • fare was lean to gaunt if not indeed waste. Attendance re flected the rumor. Choice seats were available at the best places and silence as of the grave brooded over the huddled inveter- ates. Yet the pictures were not unseasonably bad. They were victim of unprecedented phenomena. Fact of the month was better than any fiction that has been brewed by scenarists or nobler pens in any era. Associated Press dispatches were more dramatic than Para mount pictures. Radio bulletins were livelier than RKO vaudeville. One secreted himself in a cinema for an hour at risk of missing a catastrophe or an economic cycle, a congressional capitulation or an Act of God. It was a bad month for the hacks of Hollywood, honest fellows reluctant to stretch the long arm of coincidence more than once around the world or dare the disdain of over-tried credulity. But they are hardy gentlemen and quick to retaliate. On the fleet heels of Gabriel Over the White House comes a series of announcements that bode no peace for the party or the people. Taught that events of the day are fair game for entertainers of the evening, the studio scribes are hard at the business of dramatizing the President, the legislative program, the international situation and the gold standard. Studio production is speeded up accordingly. We are in for what may be called a Washington cycle. Much of the stuff that comes out of it will be bad, inevitably, but some of it may be very good indeed. It is not likely that any of it can do a great deal of harm. The psychology accountable for the astounding popularity of Gabriel Over the White House is something for students, profes sional or casual, to think about. Aware of the general contour of the tale, a fiction wherein a presumably demented President of the United States saves the country and restores prosperity by means pointedly suggesting Roosevelt's, I was inclined to suspect the Republican National Committee of dirty work at the cross roads. Had I seen FREEDOM of SPACE _^ TO EUROPE The Empress of Britain has more space per First Class passenger than any other ship. J. hose long, high vistas of spacious lounges on the Empress of Britain . . . that feeling of unhurried leisure in the private apartments . . . that smooth, silent service . . . that steady speed ... are characteristic of the Canadian Pacific fleet. <I Learn how pleasurable Trans -Atlantic travel can be ... on the great "Empresses," the smart "Duchesses," the democratic home- folks' "Mont-ships." <I From Montreal and Quebec to British and Continental ports. Your first 2 days on smooth St. Lawrence Seaway. Only 3 to 4 days open ocean. <I Ask about low-cost all-expense tours. <I Travel-time map, sailing schedules, ships' plans, literature from your own agent, or E. A. Kenney, Steamship General Agent, 71 East Jackson Boulevard, Chicago. Wabash 1904. CANADIAN PACIFIC St. Lawrence Seaway Empress-Britain llth Annual WORLD CRUISE Jan. 4, 1934 April, 1933 67 Lucille Paray com bines black with black and white, in studied chic — for daytime wear. With true artistry she softens the profile with a strik ing note of spring — the fez. McAvoy perma nently maintains its high quality standard and stays keenly attuned to fashion's grace notes. McAVOY 615 NORTH MICHIGAN AVE. GOWNS, WRAPS, HATS AND FURS An interior executed by T. BARRETT SMITH SMITH HOUSE 680 NORTH MICHIGAN AVENUE DELAWARE 57I3 MEMBER OF AMERICAN INSTITUTE OF INTERIOR DECORATORS the picture in the privacy of a projection room I'd have been sure of it and would have wired my favorite Democratic congressman urging its suppression. But I saw it at the United Artists, the only crowded cinema encountered in twenty-two nights on the cushions, and I heard the cheers, sensed the spontaneous approval, discovered that the mass opinion of administration policy is impregnable to innuendo. I doubt that the President himself can have known the full measure of his popularity until he saw, as he must have seen, a cinema crowd responding to this caricature of his policies. I hope that Citizen Hoover does not fail to see the picture. 1 he second best picture of the month (I'm not sure what month, since it is not yet in exhibition) is The Masquerader. Ronald Colman has Guy Bates Post's memorable role and if you have not previously admitted that Mr. Colman is an actor now is the time to do so. The play has been brought up to date without violence and the cast is superb. It should not be missed. One more production of the period relates to national affairs. This is Men Must Fight. In it Lewis Stone gives the author's idea of the way the Secretary of State should conduct himself in the world war of 1940 if his wife is a pacifist and her son a slacker. The produc tion is equipped with televisors, bombs that erase cities, Diana Wyn- ward and other modern fixtures, but the outcome is proof of the old- fashioned truth of the title and if you've been doubting it you may care. Otherwise, the whole thing is pretty fanciful. L>rime was the favorite topic of the period. The Crime of the Century was best among the mysteries, invoking for the first time the device of stopping the story to let the audience solve the mystery. I guessed the wrong murderer, but liked the pic ture no less. Blondie Johnson, pairing Joan Blondell with Chester Morris as gangsters-in-chief, also had its moments. Rome Express, produced abroad with Esther Ralston and a competent cast, is pretty long, promises much, ends abruptly and with little reason, suggesting that perhaps everybody just got tired and called it all off. Girl Missing appears to have been considered a good enough reason for Glenda Farrell, Mary Brian, Peggy Shannon, Ben Lyon and other companionable people to spend a few weeks in Miami. The reason for producing Girl Missing is not so evident. Nor the reason for pro ducing Dangerously Tours, wherein Warner Baxter is again hope lessly miscast, unless the Miriam Jordan personality were counted sufficient, which it may be at that. I defy the world, however, to justify the creation of anything so deliberately gruesome, gorey and grotesquely implausible as The Mystery of the Wax Museum. Lionel Atwill could sue the company that did this to him and collect. Curiously, the first two animal pictures to come to town in months arrived together, King of the Jungle roaring at McVickers while The Big Cage snarled in the Oriental. The first named is a wholly delirious fabrication wherein one Buster Crabbe grows up with the lions and becomes their leader against human kind. The second is a thin circus romance wrapped loosely around Lion Tamer Clyde Beatty's standard ring performance. Together, they ought to put an end to whatever general interest in animal pictures may have existed to inspire their manufacture. Of course there was quite a bit of sinning, too, unpopular as the pastime has become during all this chilly weather. The most glamorous of the sinning ladies to be seen hereabouts at the moment is Katharine Hepburn, who has her way with Colin Clive in Christopher Strong, a Mayfairish affair just slightly indebted to Mr. Arlen's The Green Hat. Miss Hepburn is the latest starter over the Garbo- Dietrich trail and perhaps everyone should see her at least once. This is as good a time as any. Sylvia Sidney and George Raft sin a good deal more easily and entertainingly in a snug little picture called Pic\ Up, while Richard Dix makes infidelity no less than an art and almost a virtue in The Great Jasper. It remains for Constance Bennett and Gloria Swanson to deflate whatever interest in carnality may have survived the foregoing. Miss Bennett's evil associates in Our Betters are expatriate Americans and her supporting cast is so convincing that it seems a good idea to issue the star a one-way passport and let her carry on if she must. The same boat is suggested to Miss Swanson as an ideal solution of her perplexities, including Perfect Understanding and what to do next. The silken amours of both ladies are long past plausibility. Lee tracy contributed two lively specimens of staccato wisecrackery. (How Tracy's unsecured loan of his mike 68 The Chicagoan MAUREEN DELANY— IT IS AS DIFFICULT FOR AN ACTOR TO SHINE AMONG THE UNIFORMLY EXCELLENT ABBEY PLAYERS AS FOR A FOOT BALL PLAYER TO STAR IN THAT OTHER IRISH INSTITUTION, THE NOTRE DAME FOOTBALL TEAM. YET MISS DELANY'S VIBRANT PERSONALITY, DEFT COMEDY SENSE AND LUCID DICTION HAVE WON HER MORE THAN HER SHARE OF THE TOWN'S AFFECTION AND ADMIRATION. manner must burn Floyd Gibbons.) In Private Jones he made the dumb doughboy funny again. In Clear All Wires he glorified the foreign correspondent and entertained mightily. Tracy is easily the outstanding youngster among the comedians. I hope ne doesn't expe rience the setback that put the similarly endowed Jack Oakie into the secondary role he plays in From Hell to Heaven, which you'd never identify by that title as the best race track picture ever pro duced. Better make a note of that. The three pictures remaining on my list are personality pictures. Worshippers of the James Dunn-Sally Eilers duo will go to see Sailor's Luc\ and probably like it in spite of the apparent directorial conviction that all sailors are Victor McLaglen or Edmund Lowe or both. So will the Kay Francis lovers bear with her and George Brent through the beautiful meaninglessness of The Keyhole. The Helen Hayes idolators and the Clark Gable gullibles will join forces with the millions who believe The White Sister is a perennial obligation and if I called the whole alignment a ghastly jest I'd be lynched. SOUTH AMERICA Sophisticated Wining and Dining (Begin on page 50) make even a Bernard Shaw cry with longing. Harrod's (yes, the same as in London) maintains a good restaurant where you can get an excellent table d'hote luncheon — or ala carte if you prefer. . . . The City Hotel grill is good — but not in the class with the Plaza, and you can dine well at more Bohemian places such as the Restaurant Conde and the London Grill, a little place near the waterfront, good for sausage, joints, and ale. Especially nice in a fog — you think you're in London. The American Club and the City Club (which is more exclusive) are good places to drop in, the former having the best liquor in Buenos Aires, and the latter features the most devastating hors d'oeuvres table from which you can make a meal with nothing to follow. The Jockey Club— and to me it is the wonder club of the world — has the sort of cuisine you'd expect its pampered members would demand. And just as good, though simpler, is the cuisine which the chef offers you at the golf club run by the Jockey Club. Capehart takes on Old World charm in the DEAUVILLE Visualize this musical instrument in your own home (or if you prefer — the lovely Chippendale, Adam or Louis XVI) offering you and your guests the world's most complete entertainment. . . . Fill the record changer, touch a switch and enjoy an entire evening of Opera, Symphony or Musical Comedy — uninterrupted . . another switch summons radio stars from far-off places. Let us demonstrate the wonderful performance of Capehart in our new Salon. Brochure on request. LYON & HEALY Wabash Ave. at Jackson Blvd. OAK PARK EVANSTON cuisine. Much as I love Rio, I cannot rave about its Especially after reaching it via Chile and Argentine, both Almost at Chicago's Doorstep Lies ^ GREEN LAKE, WISCONSIN There is nothing like it within hundreds of miles in any direction. Modern hotel and cottages with every comfort. Golf, swimming, tennis, dancing and fish ing in one of nature's fairylands. For reservations or additional information write: Ralph W. Mapps, Mgr. # Sherwood Forest Hotel Green Lake, Wis. A few hours drive from Chicago on concrete highways through Milwaukee and on State Highways 23 and 49. COME FOR A WEEKEND — YOU'LL STAY A MONTH. April, 1933 69 "Will my boy become President: )9> SOMEWHERE TONIGHT a boy is reading . . . finding good thoughts in good books . . . build ing character, storing up the knowledge of a future President . . . And good light is helping him. Today the humblest Chicago home has a standard of lighting unknown in the boyhood of President Roosevelt . . . undreamed of when electricity was hailed as the miracle of Chicago's first World's Fair, forty years ago. Good lamps, and dependable electric service, con tribute much to better living. They add cheer and comfort; make reading and learning easier; save the eyes. There are types and styles of lamps specially adapted to every lighting need, and embodying the latest principles of scientific illumination. Inquire at your nearest dealer, or at the Commonwealth Edison Electric Shops. One cent will operate a reading lamp more than three hours at the average rate for the average Chicago home. This lamp provides direct lighting by means of a 3- candle fixture; also gives overhead, indirect lighting, Beautiful pleated shade. artistic base. Sold at Commonwealth $ -I A 0,5 Edison Electric I '\< Shops for . . I $1 Down— Balance Monthly Plus small carrying charge In the Knickerbocker Dining Room — dining is a truly refreshing pleasure. You relax in a comfortable, padded leather chair. The indirect lighting is soft and restful. Waiters move noiselessly over carpeted floors. The walls, in walnut and mahogany, add to the inviting environment. Here table d'hote or a la carte service is provided at very reasonable prices. The cuisine is surpassing — service alert and most efficient. You are sure to enjoy dining — in this dining room moderne. HOTEL KNICKERBOCKER Walton Place Just East of Michigan Boulevard — CHICAGO of which do unusually well in this matter. Meats and chickens seem much tougher in Brazil. But don't worry, you will fare well at the following places: The Copacabana has an excellent table, likewise the Palace — where you dine on the roof and watch the twinkling city as you enjoy the sea food, which is the thing to order anywhere in Rio. The German Club is good for those who like simple, hearty food. Tips on Tippling: If, when travelling, you arc a believer in drinking the wine of the country, you will, on reaching Peruvian soil, immediately order a Pisco cocktail. Pisco is to Peru what ale is to England, whiskey to Scotland, and wine to France. It is a sort of white cognac, and let me warn you, it has authority. There are various forms of Pisco cocktails, each club and host having a specialte de la maison. The favorite way to shake them up is just a concoction of Pisco, lemon juice, grenadine and white of egg. Although Peru isn't famous for its wines, I found several good brands, Tacoma especially. There are two bars in Lima that are worth while dropping in on — the Morris and the Comercio. Viso is the mineral water to drink ¦ — and drink it, don't use the tap. Chileans make a great to-do over their aperitifs. Everything closes tight from noon to 2:30 — even the clerks in business houses have their vermouth, Pisco (the Chilean variety) or a cocktail, usually to the accompaniment of music. The wines in Chile are marvelous. Though it sounds like sacrilege to say so, some of them I like even better than the French. The Crillon Hotel bar is to Santiago what the Ritz is to Paris and it is jammed every noon. The Savoy is a good bet for cocktails at 8:30. (Yes, I mean evening.) If you would like to see how the bourgeois do their drinking, try Roxy's Bar. I found the drinks there even better than at some of the swankier places. Buenos Aires does its tippling more like London and you find the same sort of drinks in order. The places to go are the Plaza, City Hotel, American Club, and the Circuls de Armas Club (the most exclusive men's club, which corresponds to the Links or Brook Club. while the Jockey Club is more like our Racquet). At the Jockey. though it is a huge building, the bar is tiny, the members preferring to have their drinks served at ease at small tables scattered through the card and lounge rooms. The three newest and smartest bars where even debutantes are allowed to go unchaperoned (unheard of in Buenos Aires until lately) all show the American influence. They are named: The Speakeasy, O. K., and Sex Appeal. (Shades oi the Monroe Doctrine!) In Rio I found the most inviting place for aperitifs were the sidewalk cafes — and what sidewalks! Of course. you've heard about them, those wide pavements inlaid with black and white stones in bizarre designs. In most of the cafes music from within is wafted out to you while, in your comfortable wicker chair. you watch the swarthy Lotharios in white suits and black hats flirt with the Parisienne-iooking demozels. You will probably order a porto or a glass of madeira, the Portugese influence being strong in Rio. The Palace bar is interesting at eight in the evening when the best of the French cocottes gather to see what they can do by way of a dinner ticket. The Confiteria Columbo is the place where smart Rio gathers for cocktails — but not late ones. It is really more for tea with a cocktail to follow. A parting word about your wines in Rio: The Brazilian ones, I think, are not nearly up to those of the other countries. But French, German and Chilean wines are plentiful and cheap. Sports and Such: You will find them all keen on racing, and you will have an opportunity of watching people of all classes, both high and low, at the race tracks on Sunday. The layout in Buenos Aires is the most impressive, that of Lima the small est. But from the latter you get a glorious view. Even more famous is the view of the Andes (especially at sunset), which the elaborate Jockey Club at Santiago offers. And at Rio all the grounds and set ting are in keeping with the rest of the lovely city. As to golf and tennis — you will find plenty all over South Amer ica. The links in Lima have (although they are not sporty them selves and are rather dull) a most beautiful background— with some Inca ruins thrown in for a novel bit of golf architecture. 70 The Chicagoan Buenos Aires is golf mad. There are any number of courses, but the most interesting is that of the Jockey Club. MacKenzie laid it out and has done a grand job. He has turned a perfectly flat piece of land into what looks for all the world like an English seaside links. The course at Rio is so beautiful you will have even more trouble keeping your eye on the ball. JUST as you'd expect, Argentina is a horse man s paradise — whether you want to buy polo ponies, watch chuk- kers at any one of the many clubs from which you have to choose, or merely ride with the hoi polloi out at Palermo, a park within the city limits. Santiago is crazy about riding — but on a smaller scale. If you are keen about that sort of thing, one of the first things to do in Santiago is to get yourself put up at the Paper Chase Club. Polo is picking up in Lima and you will find them playing out at the Country Club early in the morning and late afternoons. The Lima golf club which I have already raved about has, among other things, in its gorgeous setting a polo field. There's lots more to be said about the joys of a jaunt to South America. But to do so, I should have to hire a hall. I cannot refer you to any South American travel bureau for more information, nor do I remember seeing any branch office down there of our best known travel agencies. But that is one of the beauties of a trip down under. Although it is practically virgin territory for tourists, it is as comfortable a land as you can find. That is, if you take some tips! IMMER NOCH EIN TROPFCIIEN Over the Foam {Begin on page 27) whenever he is in town. lmmer noch ein tropfchen, Aus dem \leinen hen\els topfchen — JNor have thirteen years of Prohibition blotted out the memory of Dortmunder and Salvador, the famous old Berg- hoff brews which marked the beginning of Berghoff's cafe thirty- seven years ago. The senior Berghoff, who was recently distin guished by the honor of receiving License Number One in this new regime, found the city controlled by large breweries when he first attempted to bring his brew to local outlets from Fort Wayne. Therefore, he opened his own saloon, the first on State Street in what was then the busiest section of the city, with the Great Northern, the old Princess, and other landmarks in the heyday of their glory. The magnificent old bar, imported from Amsterdam then, still stretches the full width of the restaurant with its pastoral scenes of finely inlaid wood fresh as ever, and all set for the comeback. From free lunch the bill of fare expanded until Berghoff's became a thriv ing restaurant, adding specialties to the cuisine to build a reputation among connoisseurs of good beers and wines, who are always connoisseurs of food too. Beer flowed freely — as much as forty-two barrels a day — but Berg hoff s was always a decorous gathering place for families, for discrim inating diners who came as much for the Wiener Roastbraten, the Westphalian hams, the superlative steaks and chops, Thueringer Sausage and Koenigsberger Klops, as they did for liquor. The cuisine has continued to attract patrons during the dry years but it's going to be twice as tasty with a foaming glass or two at one's elbow. We'll ta\ a right gude willy waught For auld lang syne — i he old-timers choke up, too, over thoughts of Righeimer s, where Chicago's political destinies were often decided over the great old bar. Here gathered the leaders and henchmen of the parties, as they still do. Now, however, they discuss plans over Harding's corned beef, but the old atmosphere has been retained both in the bar room and in the Ship's Cabin upstairs where celebrities other than politicos can usually be found looking pleased about food, things in general, and now beer. And another little drin\ Won't do us any harm! W ITH all of us being happy because the grand old Auditorium is having full house on every occasion it opens its doors, we are re-discovering that the Auditorium hotel has its charms, PHOTO BY DU BOIS (Advertisement) A CLASSIC BRIDE MRS. JACK GARNER ALLEN NEE DOROTHY KEENE OF LIBERTYVILLE, ILLINOIS WAS EX QUISITELY GOWNED BY N. A. HANNA, SPANISH COURT, WILMETTE. To your health — from authen tic beer glasses and earthen ware steins. The pitchers and glasses are colorfully enam eled with crests of we known German breweries. Glasses, per doz Steins, per doz. Pitchers, each Von Lengerke 6 Antoine 33 South Wabash Avenue Chicago April, 1933 71 Helena Rubinstein Her Salons are the rendez-vous of smart sophisticates Smart young things, and distinguished mature women — whose names are to be found on the pages of the social register — have formed the habit of coming regularly to the Salon of Helena Rubinstein for beauty treatments. For at the Salon of Helena Rubinstein they know they will receive a most gracious greeting. They know they will be taken into quiet treatment rooms and there given treatments by experts trained in the art and iscience of beauty care. Treatments created by Helena Rubinstein, distinguished beauty authority. Treatments that drive away signs of weari ness and age. Treatments that refresh, revitalize, rejuvenate. Treatments that bring with them youth and beauty. Face Treatments, Hormone Scalp Treatments, Hand Mold ing Manicure — complete Salon service. Skin analysis and Personality Make-Up created without cost or obligation. LIFE IS KIND TO BEAUTIFUL WOMEN iielena rumnstein 670 NO. MICHIGAN AVE. CHICAGO LONDON NEW YORK PARIS HOW THEY CARRIED THE BREW FROM PABST TO US. AND THE SOUND OF HOOVES WAS HEARD BY NIGHT. BROWNING TO BYRON TO BRAU too. We hope they never get rash and change. If they evet tear these buildings down we'll weep all the tears that were left from the raring of the old Waldorf-Astoria. A tear could be shed over the fact that they are installing a service bar, planned chiefly to provide beer for the dining rooms and not for standees. The magnificent old Auditorium bar won't be revived. However it may be just as well if they wish to keep things under control. George Kingsbury, managing director of the Audi torium Theatre wished the old bar anathema many a time. It was the favored spot of many writers and actors in its day. Kingsbury tells with a wince, of the hit The Man From Home which played at the Studebaker in 1906 or so. The authors, Booth Tarkington and Harry Leon Wilson, came to Chicago expressly to appear before the curtain at the opening and make bright little speeches. They had neglected the play at its world premiere and at successive showings in other cities but this time, they promised George C. Tyler, the producer, they would be there — oh absolutely. At 7:30 on the first night Tyler called to Kingsbury: "You'd better find Tark and Harry and tell them to be ready." 191 East Walton Place Modern Steel Building VIEW OF LAKE Half Regular Rental In This Exclusive Building If Leased Before May 1st On Corner — One Block East Drake Hotel — All Ten Room Apartments — Large Rooms — Highest Class Appointments — Free Refrigeration - Filtering System — Vacuum Cleaning Plant Down Town Office of Building — Harrison 1493 or See vour Broker Kingsbury found them at the old Auditorium bar in the Oak Room. "Curtain in forty-five minutes, gentlemen," he announced. They were gentlemen too, he says, saluting him with their glasses and bowing a courtly one-footed bow with a "Thank you, Mr. Kingsbury." Fifteen minutes later he covered the route again, from the Stude baker balcony through a special exit into the hotel lounge, down the grand staircase, around a corner and into the bar again. "Thirty minutes!" They bowed and thanked him again. Once more at eight, to be thanked heartily; back at 8:15 to an nounce the curtain, back in the middle of each act and at the end of each act. "Honestly I never got so tired of a hotel lounge, staircase and lobby in my life," says Mr. Kingsbury, "but I couldn't grow tired of that Tarkington -Wilson variety of courtesy. It grew more profuse and effusive and South-before-the-war every time I saw them." They did not appear at the premiere that night, needless to say. Perhaps they saw their play in another city but George Tyler and George Kingsbury never quite forgave the old bar for spoiling their opening. Of course we were all disappointed when the new bill kept the alcoholic content of wines so miserably low. The vintners, however, went into the question and now have a ray of light, several rays in truth. The new carbonated wines are really delightful. In fact, many Europeans always add seltzer to their claret and white wines. The noted old house of Mouquin is producing these, as well as partly dealcoholised wines which are full strength wines so far as the body is concerned, with part of the alcohol removed. In this group are really fine Burgundy, Rhine Wine, Claret, Sauterne, Red Cham pagne and White Champagne. The taste and sparkle is there, with enough alcohol to give a mild glow, and they do make it possible to give really smart dinners again. Mr. Mouquin frankly declares that the full bodied wine, fully matured with its complete alcoholic content naturally is superior to the dealcoholised products, but the latter are thoroughly enjoyable 72 The Chicagoan and dinner drinks with which to re-cultivate our tastes against the day of Repeal. LvALiFORNiA vintners as well as importers are preparing carbonated wines which, you may be sure, are much more pleasing to the taste than any of the non-alcoholic carbonated drinks of which we (as a nation, not the author) consume millions of tanks yearly. The largest firm, the Italian Vineyards, which has been producing Guasti cooking beverages in the dry era is prepared to show us that wine to be good doesn't need to knock us cold. Specialising in fine French cuisine, the L'Aiglon Restaurant here is pointing up its meals very successfully with the service of wines. At the new L'Aiglon bar, too, you can get a quite divine champagne cocktail. Too little alcohol? — well, they serve you a bigger one, so it comes to the same thing in the end : a pleasant glow, a mellow out look, the world isn't so bad after all, and — O Susanna, O Susanna, 1st das leben schon! BOUDOIR TIDINGS To Easter Beauties By Marcia Vaughn NEWS at Elizabeth Arden's salon pops every minute this month, like messages from the White House. There are loads of new gadgets for spring beauties and their grand new treatment for those of us who are too rushed to spend hours and hours in the salon. If you are all worn out from shopping or business and have just a wisp of time before dinner drop in for one of the Arden Half- Hour Debutante treatments. The things they do in half an hour are delightful — stimulating, cleansing and picking you up generally, and then a glamorous makeup to send you forth a new woman. To dress up spring bathrooms they have a very smart tissue-holder done with mirrors, extremely good-looking and convenient. And gay soap bowls in new small sizes with pink geranium or green soap as you desire it. These are heavenly in the bath and charming items for guest rooms, for traveling, or for the home manicure. Another convenient gadget for travelers is the set of soapbox, nail-brush and toothbrush holder in distinguished black. You will like, too, the new Arden deodorant, baptised Hedra, a clear white liquid which dries swiftly and may be used any time; very effective and no smarting. At last, after many rumors, we can really wel come Caron's new perfume, Avion. Of course, being Caron, it was bound to be fine but this is especially exhilarating in its stunning, severely modern flacon, boxed in light-weight wood and tied with metal ribbon like an airplane package abroad. The stopper has a motif of compass and gear wheel and the perfume has all the rip and heady feeling of a flight through the clouds. They are also doing a powder in the same fragrance which appears in a burnished aluminum box with the same aeronatuical motif. For very up-and-coming young moderns. blNCE everyone must watch expenses with an eagle eye, these days, Helena Rubinstein's Salon here has inaugurated a new Budget plan which takes care of one's beauty needs in the way of face treatments, shampoos and waves and manicures for a set sum each month — and that sum surprisingly reasonable. In this way you can arrange for the treatments you need regularly, know how much time and money you are going to spend, and dismiss that particular problem from your mind. 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They have studied thousands of American types, and finally evolved eight definite skin tones into one of which everybody fits. The skin types are illustrated on a fan-shaped chart which the sales girl places against your skin and thus you can see by actual demon stration which one you match. And since the Dorothy Gray cos metics are all planned to complement these tones it is a simple matter to choose your makeup and be at ease. COALS TO NEWCASTLE Buy A. Pc ni eric an in raris {Begin on page 55) years demonstrated a fine artistic sense and innate creative ability. He was almost as fine a musician as he was a painter even though his student friends did at one time feel impelled to send him a bouquet of cabbages when he acted as a supe in the Chicago opera. At the University of Chicago, where he was a Beta, he wrote some of the music for the Blackfriars. From the University and Lewis Institute he went on to two years at the Chicago Academy of Fine Arts, where he received his basic professional training. He continued his art studies in Munich and Paris and entered the fashion field as it were through his avocation — music. One of his friends for whom he did piano accompaniments was Kathleen Howard of the Metro politan Opera, whose sister is Marjorie Howard, Paris editor of Harper s Bazaar. As early as 1914, while he was still a student, Mainbocher had been doing book and magazine illustrations and some color designs for Harper's Bazaar. Becoming interested in fashion art he took on the Parish editorship of Vogue and it wasn't long before he decided that he could design clothes, too — so the House of Mainbocher was launched. To make a huge success of a new business during these past lean two years and to be a successful creator where the streets are thick with successful creators is no mean achievement. American women feel that this were Art enow. for his clothes make us chic with an air of aristocracy. Mainbocher designs are always distinguished by exceptionally fine taste, and his feeling for line and composition makes them flow with genuine beauty and grace. The frocks illustrated show no extraneous frou-frous. Main bocher works as a painter works, building a composition about a definite point and relating all details to the design as a whole. He favors an unbroken line from the shoulder to the hem, fitting a frock beautifully to the figure and subordinating the details of belt and seamings to this line. One of the most distinguished dresses of the season is the one shown from Powell, in a dull black with a huge rose- colored poppy for a dash of color. The skirt flows beautifully, touching the floor and sweeping in back with a slender panel of fine accordion plaiting inserted. The scarf carries out the flowing line, narrow in the mid die where it crosses the neckline in front and falling down the back in two long wings of accordion plaiting. In a frock at McAvoy's he varies the neck-line by having one narrow shoulder strap and a wide one worked into a squarish lapel on the left, and in another here produces a diagonal apron effect (this is going to be one of the new notes of the new season) with the diagonal line repeated at the collar. The line of the decolletagc on Mainbocher frocks is subtly carried on to similar lines in the seams of the skirts or introduced in some fashion to produce a design that holds together. Mainbocher1 s most popular frocks are hi? "don't dress11 things, those semi-semi-semi things which we use more 74 The Chicagoan . than anything else these days. A charming one at Powell's, in black crepe, has little sleeves ending in a sheer ruffle of organza. A black cape with a band to hold it at the waist, ties about the neck and has more organza ruffles which add to the dress sleeves to make a charm ing cascade almost to the elbow. You must see this. Marshall Field's Custom room on the fifth floor has an afternoon- cocktail-cinema affair in a chartreuse tone with fascinating shoulder treatment and long sleeves gathered in flat seams at the elbow and puffing below. The flat seams are repeated on the skirt to make an interesting composition. A jacket transforms a McAvoy evening dress into an enchanting informal frock. It ties above the waist at the bolero line and an upright band frames the neck as a collar. The sleeves puff slightly to a flat band at the three-quarter line. 1 F you pace the town looking for a really un usual print you will enjoy the Mainbocher printed frocks. They are too dashing for words and springlike without being insipid. The frock shown from the Blackstone Shop has a black background with red poppies and white leaves splashed about, and here and there a dash of yellow, deep blue and green. On a black back ground at McAvoy 's he has a thick print of oyster white flowers touched with yellowy green — a breath of May, no less, medears. A blue street dress at Field's is covered with white daisies. Over this is a very light wool blue coat, almost transparent and open down the front in a slightly redingote effect. The coat is short-sleeved and collarless, ties at the neck and again at the waist in two rounded flat bows. The rounded design is carried on by rays of seams which converge towards the bows. 1 he theme in prints and in other frocks seems to be flowery. Nearly every afternoon and evening frock has its finishing touch of flowers at the bu^um. But such flowers! Each one has a striking individuality of its own and is just perfect with its particular frock. A pale chartreuse gown has a splash of chartreuse and henna cabbage roses; the printed frock at the Black- stone Shop has its many colors repeated in a cluster of small flowers at the neck and in the cut-out flowers which finish off the tiny sleeves; the springy dress at McAvoy 1s has a large white and yellow rose surrounded by sprigs of apple blossoms and tiny black leaves; the chartreuse dress at Field's is extremely fresh with an interest ing organdie flower with unusual rolled petals. It should be difficult to copy these flowers, as their charm lies in the way they are fashioned — some of the petals crinkled unevenly, all over their surface; the roses frilly at the edges with exquisitely delicate pistils; ethereal sprigs of vari-colored flowers in unusually artistic clusters — none is like another but they all are unmistakably wrought by clever hands and selected by an original and artistic eye. minks from popular priced to the finest Wax-Worh OTHELLO — Verdi — (Musical Masterpiece Series M-152) Vic tor. Performed by Soloists, Chorus, and Orchestra of La Scala, Milan. Conducted by Carlo Sabajno. Sixteen records in folio. The cast includes Nicolo Fusati, Tenor (Othello) ; Apollo Granforte, Baritone (Iago); Corrado Zambelli, Bass (Lodovico); Piero Girardi, Tenor (Cassio) ; Nello Palai, Tenor (Roderigo) ; Enrico Spada, Bass (Montano) ; Maria Carbone, Soprano (Desdemona), and Tamara Beltacchi, Me«o-Soprano (Emilia). La Scala, Milan, was the scene of Othello's first performance in February of 1887. In the present version, Sabajno exercises mastery and thoroughly expresses the soul of this great work. There is an infinite respect for rhythm and penetration. Try Iago's Go, Then! Well Thy Fate I Descry. Granforte was rightly named Apollo. There is freedom, freshness, clarity and sincerity expressed; the cadence of a sigh is perfectly recorded. Granforte sings with rare mastery and power. We cannot forget Maria Carbone in this brief sketch. Her singing of Hail, Mary, Full of Grace is one of the most satisfying Ave Maria's we can name. Her voice is like crystal. It is a rare instrument that never falters. It is exquise! Close your eyes, picture the art -lovers in La Scala, conducted by an Italian, singing Verdi's Shakespearean tragedy in Italian! When they sing they sing; when they sigh they sigh, and when they die they die. Art in the native. Brandenburg Concerto No. 6 in B FLAT MAJOR— (Bach)— Victor. 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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. <^P Address: Box AE, THE CHICAGOAN 407 South Dearborn Street, Chicago %j^ift^^^^^^^^^^^#^^^MMNtK^^^^^^^#^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^; in theCOLLEGE INN Special Hot COLD: Moth Walnut >' LUNCH MENU Choice of Okra Hors d'Oeuvres Assortis College Inn Tomato Juice Choice of Creamed Crab Flakes Chicken a la King Chow Mein Chicken Chop Suey Roast Rum Cured Ham Sandwich Beef Tongue, Roast Beef, Roast Ham Served with Potato Salad Apple Pie Cup Custard Chantilly Cream Cake Fresh Strawberry Pie Ice Cream and Cookies Tea Milk by Alfred Cortot (Recorded in Europe). We like Alfred Cortot. We like the Brandenburg Concerto. Cortot conducts the Ecole Nor- male Chamber Orchestra and they play one of our favorite Bach con certos. We predict plenty of wear. Concerto for Two Violins in D Minor — (Bach) — Victor. Yehudi Menuhin-Georges Enesco and Orchestra. Conducted by Pierre Monteux. We have admired this gifted lad's bowings since first he made his bow at the Auditorium. We thought his tone mature at that time and this recording with Georges Enesco (his former teacher) is proof that we knew. Our appreciation is intensified by this recording. Concerto No. 3 in C Major (Prokofieff, Op. 26) (Piano and Orchestra. Played by Serge Prokofieff and the London Symphony Orchestra. Conducted by Piero Coppola). Wherein we find an artist with a pattern hardly discernible. Chicagoans heard it the first time in 1921 with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. This genius arrived the year Franck departed. He started composition at the age of five, so he really should know something about it. He is certainly different. He started out that way and he is really going far. It is difficult for our Bach attuned ears to recognise his genius. Several years hence we may note the recurrence of a noteworthy event. Myra Hess played the superb Variations Symphoniques by Cesar Franck with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. They were not appreciated when Franck lived. Now, we see and feel the true beauty of one Cesar Franck. ProkofiefFs Concerto is animated throughout, decisive chords abound. It is darling. It is one surprise after another. ProkofiefFs metier is Technique; Alfred Cortot's play ing of Chopin Etudes is sheer genius. TRAVELING AT NIGHT They're Preparing for the Fair Crowd By Stefan Blake WITH A Century of Progress (but try to get anybody to speak of it as anything but the World's Fair) a thing of the present instead of the future, practically everybody all over Town is beginning to get underway with plans that had been formu lated months ago. True, the advent of our goodole 3.2 has been something to raise flags and blow bugles about. The hotels, in par ticular, have gone in body and soul for the New Ideal with bars, tap-rooms, bier-stubes and, of course, beer. And we'll indubitably find many a beer garden popping up here and there — after all, there's nothing quite like stein-swinging out in the balmy summer air under the moon and, oh, several other heavenly bodies. The Palmer House, always pleasantly conservative though never too stiff nor too formal, has announced the opening of a supper club on May 4. The dignified Empire Room is being done over. The management has signed up Richard Cole and his orchestra. That excellent outfit, although not yet a "name" band and likewise not especially well-known about Town, has been playing at the Opera Club during the last two seasons. They've played at a dozen or more local debutante affairs, too, and came to Town originally from the Broadmoor in Colorado Springs. The orchestra, twelve pieces, is really superb and its renown is swelling. Though seldom given to predictions, unless you ask us what's good in the fifth at Lexington, we are sure that our pretty penny would be safe in a bet that Cook and his boys will be one of the most popular bands around these parts by mid-summer. Henry Selinger of Lord and Thomas is going to sec to that— personally. It was he who did the build-up for the Central Park Casino's Eddie Duchin and the Waldorf's Jack Denny. The floor show will be headed by Delos and Yolanda, probably the best current dancing team in the country, recently from the St. Regis Roof and the Central Park Casino. Herr thannhausen, who looks after things for Sam P. Gerson up in the Shubert offices, went reminiscent on the boys the other day, and stirred up a lot of memories. Bill sug gested that we ask Texas Guinan as to the late A. L. Erlangers expressed opinion of her as a dialect character-actress when she was playing for him here in Town in The Little Cafe. That was 'way, 'way and 'way back in 1914. We haven't yet had the chance, but we understand that Texas has a good memory for his very words As Bill says, history is in the making all the time, and now Woodin nickels will be good currency. He recalled the nights when Gilda 76 The Chicagoan Gray was a serio-comic in Kalm's Rathskellar, at Belmont and Lincoln. Her name was May Gray then, and she sang Tosti's Good-bye to a text all her own, and the toughest of the boys used to blush at the words. Her pianist was Charley Lenzen, who's still a pianist, but much farther up the scale. I hil Davis, the lawyer-poet of the Loop, went 'way-back-when for Hazel Flynn in the American the other day, and mentioned Sophie Tucker in Louisiana, Lou in the old La Salle. He said, "Bernard Granville, who was also in it, was only a youngster then." Bill adds that Sophie was too, and that was back in '11 -'12, and that he has it from reliable sources that Fred Donaghey, who helped write and pro duce the vehicle, took a puretty quid in royalties and profits out of Louisiana Lou during the season. W e've learned about something different to do, during the month of April anyway, before it's time to go night-club bing. Those hours between dinner and near-midnight have always been a problem with us when we've planned a visit to one or another night harbor, particularly with the Town more or less devoid of legitimate shows. Well, during this month there art a lot of indoor polo games to attend. Out at the commodious 124th Field Artillery Armory in Washington Park, from April 12 to 29, there will be the National Indoor Polo Championships, an annual classic of the sport, as sort of a curtain-raiser to the World's Fair. The games will bring together the immortals of polo from the eight circuits of the East and Middlewest where the indoor game is capturing the fancy of the pub lic and rapidly developing great players. During the tournament matches will be played three nights each week to determine the champions of five classes: A, B, C, D and opens. Class A will enlist that select circle of stars who, as a team, rate fifteen goals or more; Class B will carry from ten to fourteen goals; Class C from five to nine and Class D from none to four. Combinations of players competing m the various classes, regardless of team affiliations, will be eligible to enter the opens. Some interesting history forms the background of the award of the Nationals to Chicago for the first time they have ever been played outside of New York since their inception in 1922. Two years ago Herbert J. Lorber, a brilliant Chicago player and a leading exponent in furthering the game, was elected a member of executive committee of the Indoor Polo Association of America, official governing body of the sport. One of his first acts was to put in a bid to hold the 1933 Nationals in Chicago. He was looking ahead to the World's Fair. Mr. Lorber kept the proposition alive from time to time with his fellow officials in the national association, and some two months ago came the word that Chicago's bid had been accepted. And there is an exceptionally pleasant way in which to start off the evening. Nothing unique about it, and indubi tably you have done it many times before. Anyway, the dining room of the Lake Shore Drive Hotel. It has a very superior sort of kitchen and a mannerly, smart dining room. Their prices have been low ered, but, needless to say, the standards of their cuisine have remained the same. There is the Cocktail Room adjoining the lounge, an inti mate sort of place quite away from the rest of the hotel. It's been especially popular with bachelors who are playing hosts to parties. 1 he Joseph Urban Room at the Congress has ret »pened with Harry Sosnik and his orchestra and a floor show headed by Edwina Mershon and her Urbanettes, and Sally Sweet and Charlie Crafts. There is dancing in the Pompeian Room also, and the Congress Tavern is now open. . . . Wini Shaw, one-time Ziegfeld star, is at the reopened 225 Club. Jules Stein and his orchestra play. . . . Follies Bergere, recently opened (where the Winter Garden used to be) has Joe Lewis heading a revue with a chorus of sixteen blondes. Herb Carlin and his band provide the music. . . . Earl Hines and his famous NBC orchestra are back from touring the country and are again ensconced at Ed Fox's Grand Terrace. Valaida, who starred m Rhapsody in Blac\, heads the floor show. . . . Artie Collins and his band are at the Hotel LaSalle in the Blue Fountain Room. They are running through the various "nights" idea. Monday is Spanish, then French on Tuesday, Italian, German, Mediterranean Shore, Irish and Kosher, on Sunday. . . . Romo Vincent is the new M. C. at Otto Singer's Vanity Fair, and the third edition of "Vanity Fair Creations" is under way. Howard Le Roy's band plays. . . . Mike Fritzel has added Harry Richman to his great show. Henry Dunn is still M. C. Ella Logan, Jimmy Ray and Frances Stevens star, and Doris Robbins sings; Ben Pollak and his orchestra furnish the music. Tariff European or American Plan in Harmony with Present Standards L.fi.JJofmston, General TTlanaqer White Sulphur Springs, W.Va. FOR SALE OR TRADE Completely Furnished RED CEDAR LODGE Spring Lake, Mich. Red Cedar exterior. Seven rooms, two baths, furnace heat, electric stove and refri3eration, nine foot fireplace, panelled living room 25 x25'. 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Craftsmen in Canvas 440 NORTH WELLS STREET Chicago SUPerior 9700 YAMANAKA & CO. 846 No. Michigan Ave. Chicago Chinese and Japanese Art Objects Rare Examples for Collectors Unusual Objects for Interior Unique Objects for Gifts of all Occasions AT THE PRESENT LOW PRICE LEVEL ART INSTITUTE "PAYSAGE EXOTIQUE" BY HENRI ROSSEAU, FROM MRS. R. R. McCORMICK'S COLLECTION, FOR THE WORLD'S FAIR ART EXHIBI TION AT THE ART INSTITUTE. Highlights and Smudges Notes on the Galleries and Exhibits By Edward Millman GEORGE GROSZ, the German satirist, is having his first one- man show in Chicago, at the Arts Club. Bourgeois Germany has crumpled before Gross1 terrible pencil. All his characters are contemptible and rarely amusing. Drunken women, prostitutes, thick necked, marble jawed soldiers, starving children all pass through Gross' scourging brush and pencil. He caught his people and the times to the point where he was thrown in jail for the embarrassing truths he depicted. A wart on a face revealed all. With a few subtle strokes for the back view of a bull-necked burgher, Gross tells us immediately everything to be told. In this show his depiction of the American scene with its speak easies, burlesques and soda fountains, Gross has given us some inter esting compositions, but compared to his German things his l made-in- America'" vitriolics are tame and uninspired. His approach is still through a sharp German eye. His Americans are all Teutonic, wear ing American clothes and frequenting American places. This country, as yet, has not produced the great satirist. We hope now that Gross has adopted this soil, that he will in time also catch the mental and physical make-up of its people, for a great satirist is a rare entity and Gross is the only living artist that parallels the great Frenchman Daumier for skillful and penetrating satire. We liked the water colors much more than the drawings, with per haps the possible exception of one called Gathering, which had the old flash of Gross1 genius. Aside from the aesthetic and journalistic value of the water colors, his technical approach and manipulation of the medium is amasing. It always fits perfectly with the mood and situation expressed in clean, beautiful and subtle color. It would be well for a student of water color to study them carefully. Also on exhibit at the Arts Club are a group of early African heads and statues from the Gabun Pahouin Tribe. They are of the great period, the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries when no white man had, as yet, been in contact with the tribe. Out of Gabun land has come the finest examples of African art, much superior to the hybrid Benin or the ordinary Congolese art. The present examples are well worth seeing. We recommend them for the tired art lover, who longs for something stimulating. 1 HE Increase Robinson Gallery is having a joint exhibit of encaustic paintings by Rifka Angel and Milton Douthat and water colors by a group of Chicago artists. The Angel-Douthat paintings have a certain decorative charm in the accidental effects achieved with this peculiar medium. Aside from some rare bits of ORIENT ADVENTURE ©TOUR 55 DAYS *395 No depression on this trip except in the price — and listen to the route — Yokohama, Tokyo, Kobe, Shanghai, Hongkong, (going and returning), Canton, Macao, Nara, Kyoto, and Honolulu! Two itineraries — 55 days, $395, — 48 days, $397. Also AROUND THE WORLD TOURS $418 to $655 Write Department 64 W- Y-K- LINE (JAPAN MAIL) 40 No. Dearborn St., Chicaso, III. or any Cunard Line office Consult your local tourist agent. He knows. 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Saleslady: This ]s just the thing: OUR BABY'S FIRST SEVEN YEARS, the gift that gives pleasure for a lifetime Customer: How my friend will adore this book— all that for $2.50 (at all Infants' Dept.) lovely and interesting juxtaposition of color, there is very little left to hold one. The water color show has some interesting revelations. We dis covered Ivan Le Lorraine Albright can see sunlight and display some charming landscapes that make one wonder why he will insist on giving us the type of canvas he is noted for, full of detail, full of texture, so full that it defeats itself because of the lack of sensitive selection. Edgar Britton's water colors are the best things we have seen of his to date. They perhaps come close to topping the show. Casting off influence he is gradually coming into his own as a painter. He is still young and we look forward to his future with expectations. Aaron Bohrod, another young painter, has a good deal of talent, but is hampered by a cleverness that makes his water colors tricky bits of arrangements. They are highly mannered and full of influences, with a bit of Chagall, a smack of George Gross and presto, we have a picture! We hope this cleverness in time will subside and the poten tialities that he has will create something identified with himself as an expression of himself. The remaining artists exhibiting — Francis Chapin, Gustaf Dalstrom, Paul Kelpe, David McCosh, and William S. Schwartz Quite an interesting show, with some bright spots here and there. 1 HE new Allen Gallery has an interesting ex hibit of drawings by A. Raymond Katz. We are of course all famil iar with these lovely white-on-black drawings, packed with rhythm and undulating movement. We recommend a visit to this show before it closes and perhaps the purchase of one or two of these drawings. They are quite inexpensive, and will form a good nucleus or an addition to any collection. Martin lewis is having an exhibit of etchings at the O'Brien Galleries. His etchings of New York are an increas ingly important part of the collection of Americana and are so well known that description seems unnecessary. However, such plates as Rain in fapan and the rest of his Japanese series are perhaps not as well known generally and O'Brien's have put on an interesting show to continue until the end of the month. More Chef Suggestions For Clever Cooks By The Hostess When you enter the ancient door of the Red Star Inn and see the long sweep of polished bar, the scrubbed tables, the checked cloths, and the Hansel and Gretel-like carved gimcracks over doors, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over you. The atmosphere of the 1890,s blended with the solid friendliness of an old German cafe is perfectly preserved, and preserved without effort, for the same Herr Gallauer, the same waiters, the same manager, the same herrliche food, give the place its authentic old charm. As you dine on Thuringer sausage, Sauerbraten, Zwiebelfleisch, or a huge apple pancake, the manager may regale you with tales of the old days when Flo Ziegfeld and Mayor Busse and Charles Wacker and Senator Medill McCormick and dozens of other lovers of good AVEZ-VOUS SOIF MESDAMES ET MESSIEURS? Voila! Then be happy again after your long trip through the dry prohibition desert. For here is the famous MAISON MOUQUIN back again with a line of WINES— VER MOUTH and CHAMPAGNES— to satisfy the most fastidious taste — all of them 4% by vol ume of course. But such bouquet — such spar kle — such mellow delight. 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While the Red Star offers grand dishes in every national range it is especially noted for its German and Hungarian cookery and Chef Goepp has parted with his choice German Apple Pancake and Sauer Schnorrbraten recipes for our delectation: GERMAN APPLE PANCAKE 3 eggs, 1/2 cup milk, Yl CUP flour, pinch salt, 1 teaspoon sugar. Mix well. Slice a large apple and fry in a large pan with hot butter. Be sure to have the butter run all over the inside of the pan so that the pancake will not stick to the sides when it rises. Pour in the batter and place in hot oven. When nearly done powder with sugar and put back in oven to brown. Serve with lemon and powdered sugar. SOUR SCHNORRBRATEN Rub a four-pound piece rump of beef with salt, pepper and garlic. Place in earthen pot, add a sliced onion, a carrot, a little celery, leeks, parsley, 2 bay leaves, 1 spring of thyme, and 2 cloves. Boil one pint of wine vinegar, pour over the meat and set in refrigerator for fortyeight hours. Then put four ounces of butter in casserole. When hot put in the meat and fry on all sides until brown. Remove the meat and add Yl CUP flour to the casserole. Brown this and add the vinegar used to pickle the beef, 3 chopped tomatoes, 1 quart water and a ham bone. Then return the beef to the casserole and cook until the meat is tender. Add 1 pint of cream to the sauce, bring to a boil, season well and strain the sauce over the beef. I HE great and near great who have dined so often at College Inn, are frequently honored by Chef Derrieux, who gives their names to their favorite dishes when the mood strikes him. So we have; youza — TERRINE OF SCALLOPED SWEETBREADS AND LOBSTER A LA BEN BERNIE 1 pair of small calf sweetbreads, sliced (parboiled); Yl CUP boiled lobster meat, sliced; 3 fresh mushrooms, sliced; V/i tablespoon butter; Yl CUP light cream sauce; % cup 20% cream; Yl teaspoon paprika; 2 oz. Sherry wine; 1 tablespoon whipped cream; 5 cooked green asparagus tips; pinch of salt to taste. Take a small stew pan and add butter. Place on fire until hot and then add sweetbreads, lobster, mushrooms, paprika and salt. Smother all together for about 5 minutes, add Sherry and cook again for two minutes and then add cream and cream sauce. Boil for 5 more minutes. Remove from fire. Mix whipped cream into it and pour into oval earthen dish. Place asparagus tips in center and place under flame until golden brown. One of the big favorites at L'Aiglon, the grand French restaurant on Ontario Street, is Shrimps L'Aiglon, about as zestful a luncheon or supper dish as one could call for. The secret lies all in the flavoring, as with all French dishes, and it took no little persuasion to wrest the secret from Chef Adrian : SHRIMPS L'AIGLON Boil 1 pound fresh shrimp for 20 minutes and clean. Place in shallow individual casseroles and spread thickly with the following butter sauce: Cream about Yl lb- butter until it is very soft. Chop shallots (French onions), garlic and parsley and stir into butter. Add juice of a lemon and about two tablespoons of white wine. Wine, salted for cooking purposes known as Sauce Bercy, may be pur- chased at most groceries. As shrimp is a very delicate flavored seafood, it will absorb plenty of seasoning. Taste the butter sauce to make sure it is strongly flavored. Pour butter sauce over shrimp. Rub fresh white bread into fine crumbs and sprinkle over top. Bake in fairly hot oven for ten minutes. Serve sizzling hot. This same butter sauce can be used with Oysters or Escargots prepared in this same manner. To Read or Not to Read? That Is, After All, the Question By Marjorie Kaye WITHOUT wishing to provoke controversy in the trade, or to add unemployment to the already adequate burdens of lit' erary editors, book critics and plain, mine-run reviewers, I submit to The Chicagoan's manifestly impartial audience the follow ing conclusions: One — That there is far more writing about writing, in the lay press, than is good for the writing industry. Two — That there would be a good deal more reading of books, by the so-called general public, if the earnest ladies and gentlemen of the penny prints were enjoined, by Constitutional Amendment if neces' sary, to restrict their energies to the voicing of opinion and leave in the safe or unsafe hands of the two-dollar authors the telling of their stories. Three — That the story's the thing, wherefore all and sundry pro found pother about style, construction, technique and the private lives of the literati is eminently suitable to the columns of The Writer's Digest. 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Individual attention and constant care given by physicians and ex perienced counselors. All camp ac tivities and horseback riding. R. J. Lambert, M. D., Dir. Country Club Road St. Charles, 111. U. S. WANTS GOLD Discarded Old Jewelry, Broken Watches, etc., Redeemed for Cash. Dependable and courteous service. Management of 42 years' experi ence. Old established and responsi ble. Bring or send direct. Don't sell to strangers. NO SOLICITORS EMPLOYED U. S. Smelting Works (The Old Rrhablc) 39 S. State St., Cor. Monroe, 4th Floor 80 The Chicagoan Dine j, in an environ ment that even before you are served, con vinces you that here is excellence extraordinary. Charm, gentility, ex quisite good taste. Quiet, restfulness — meticulous and alert service. Menus that provide a varied selection — food of extra- fine quality — and skillful preparation. In short, a lovely room to dine in, such as one would ex pect to find in the hotel- home catering to so many of Chicago's most distinguished people. Yet prices are invitingly moderate. HOTEL At Pearson Street ast of the Blvd. PEARSON m i 1 1 i e b . oppenheimer Not on Michigan Avenue Not in the Loop District but discriminating people find their way to this charm ing little salon because the prices are lower, the service more personal, the selection of gowns unusual. 1 300 n. state street Four — That it would be a pretty good thing for the book business, because it would be a good thing for the book public first, if an end were made to plain and fancy experting and the paying reader per' mitted to lay his own bets, as at the mutuel windows when the buy is horseflesh, and pocket his winnings or losses like a free man. I should like to feel that each and every member of The Chicago' An's audience shares these convictions. Probably that is too much to hope for. They are, however, the premises upon which the policy of this wholly unprofessional department has been constructed. The policy is extremely simple. It consists of nothing more intricate or magical than (1) the distribution of books among the members of The Chicagoan staff, each of whom it is reasonable to assume is normally intelligent and competent to express an opinion lucidly in writing, and (2) the collection and publication of these written opin' ions for the inspection of the interested. If you are among the latter, read on and see how you like the idea. 1 have never experienced the joyous pangs of pregnancy," writes the editor of this staid journal, "and I have the idea that the prolific Anonymous, author of The Life Cry, which you were kind enough to give me, hasn't either. If she has, as she intimates, I am sure that she must have been vitally interested in the events she chronicles as preceding and attending the condition. I failed to be. The whole affair impressed me as a not especially inter esting case document without especial point and with especially unim portant result. The fact that Anonymous is declared to be a resident of our own fair city adds nothing to the importance of her adventure. She doesn't seem to be anyone I know. "I didn't have a very good time with Union Square, either," he goes on. "I suspect that Albert Halper, whom I fail to identify among the young Chicago writers who bombarded this desk with their trial manuscripts before setting out to do big things, looked too long and intently upon Street Scene. His book contains a number of inter esting passages, but they add up to approximately nothing. Please put me down, though, for the next thing he writes. I should say he's about due to hit. "I can't give you a complete report on Pageant," says Mr. Weaver, "for the good reason that I haven't completed my reading of it and do not intend to be hurried through it by any mere deadline. I get so few books that I really like, books that I can pick up and read a while, lay down, pick up again at another time, never losing interest or forgetting what the story's all about, that I mean to make Pageant last until something else as good comes to take its place. If I may suggest — and if you don't mind waiting until I finish reading it — Pageant is a book for your permanent library." Merle colby's The K[ew Road gives a thought ful, painstaking picture of the founding and development of a small farm town in western Ohio in the early part of trie last century," says the general manager. "It is readable, a virtue not always pos sessed by braver subjects, but it lacks the vividness and dash of the many similar books on various other parts of the country, its narrative events seldom bordering the spectacular. Its strength lies, I think, in the veracity of details attendant upon home building and pioneer hardships, to which many books still to be written will doubtless bear mute witness. "I have genuine ground for protest," Mr. Clifford continues, "in the matter of The Tragedy of 2. You should not have subjected me to this. It is many quiet years since I have burned midnight oil in pursuit of printed murderers. I had almost forgotten the name of Drury Lane. The Tragedy of Z rolled back the dull decades and made me, I suspect, a sucker for the whole phalanx of mystery writers. It is, unless I'm hopelessly out of touch, precisely what the murder fans sit up waiting for." The urbane editor of Chicagoana, toiling through the muddiest going of the month, comes up smiling. Mr. Plant's characteristic account of the journey reads, "You will prob ably think I've just been sitting around the campfire with the troop all these months, and maybe I have. And maybe I'll go right back there and sit down again. But there are a couple of the boys who read MM. Lord & Thomas's Lucky Strike advertisements of a while ago, and have gone completely nature-in-the-raw — completely body, with just a little soul tossed in, maybe in case old A. Comstock's is still marching on. "The boys had to leave the cities for hill-billy-land to pick their casts. Erskine Caldwell reached into Georgia for his folks (and they're not Just Folks) in God's Little Acre. But it's not the breath The WORLD'S FAIR Or YOUR HOME GARDEN BHi Kiwli [Bags: ^S-^aSg WF~ ¦ " '¦ vrW$L /"> '¦¦.• WtrW^ ~ £Sa a tremendous landscaping project . . . or your intimate home garden We are landscaping A Century of Progress of 1933 — an enormous expanse of acreage. Where sandbars and seagulls were yester day — tomorrow sturdy trees, grass and shrubs will add their beauty to the modern land scape. Set your home in a garden that is mod ernized and personal ized. 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For Booklet X, ask any travel agency, or §&wni&\) {Transatlantic Hint 173 North Michigan Avenue, Chicago State 8615 4lfv4l/U*rV 2779 of the Old South, at least not the Old South that we used to know — chivalrous horses, fair whiskey and fast women. Or if it be, then the Old South ought to start in growing its own cloves. Maybe it's the air there, but I've never heard of such goings-on. Give me Mae West and Ben Hecht and Gene Fowler any old time. "The other book (oh, yes, there was another book), The Bright Summer, is by an anonymous author, and I should hope so. I ought to feel more kindly toward him, though, because he gave me a break: he didn't pick Georgia for his locale. Instead, he took the Boston & Maine, got off at the end of the line and walked miles and miles into the New Hampshire backwoods to a mountain village called Lobe's End; a place entirely without communication with the outside world, save by river barge and footpath, which is just as well. And the things the Lobe's Enders do! Teh, tch! "Both the boys went in for tragedy. Well, Caldwell did, anyway. And probably HeyAnonynonny did, too. I'll never know, because I read the last 103 pages of The Bright Summer while putting on my hat and coat and going for a long walk in this clean Illinois air. "Of course, it would be silly to suppress such books, for then they would be hailed as high art. Nor for the life of me can I see how the authors can come to their own defense with a lifted eye'brow and a murmured "Honi soit," because there are no double entendre, more's the pity. Maybe with the opening of the baseball season the boys will get out in the fresh air and get some color back in those cheeks. But I hope Covici-Friede aren't invited to toss in the first ball." Stefan zweig's Marie Antoinette is by any standard, including bulk, the book of the month. It is also the Book of the Month, a circumstance of moment. There are a good many reasons for rating it the best biography of the martyred queen ever written. It ranks among the best biographies of all time. Stefan Zweig is, first, a humanist. Sympathetically, but not uncrit' ically, he tells the story of one of the most controversial periods in history. He has brought new material from the state archives in Vienna and has pointedly ignored Baron Feuillet de Conche's famous "cabinet" of forgeries and various other questionable data. The book is compactly written but is stimulating, interesting reading. His ability to portray the period and the scene without evident effort, his Michelangelesque gift of portraiture, conspire to recreate the spell and spirit of the age of rationalism. Zweig calls his work "The Portrait of an Average Woman." The gesture is dramatic and not without sales value. Approximately nothing that happened to the last queen of France was average. The woman was. Zweig's life of her is emphatically not. Edgar j. goodspeed, Professor of Patristic Greek at the University of Chicago, is author of a small but charm' ing volume, Buying Happiness, which may have escaped your atten' tion as it did mine. It is the professor's pleasure to look with amuse' ment and a kindly disdain upon the contemporary scene and comment not too philosophically. One of many quotable essays, Keys to Lost Locks, describes an extremely pleasant book: "For are we not in effect, all of us, shut in the innermost recesses of a vast building, out of whose dungeons we have slowly made our way first into vaults and cellars slightly more habitable, then into upper and larger rooms with some daylight, and on to really commodious chambers of si2;e and comfort; yet still locked in from grander courts and galleries that we somehow know lie beyond awaiting us, could we but find the keys to open them; and after them, when we find the last key of all, some prodigious out of doors, beyond our present dreams." Rose wilder lane's Let the Hurricane Roar is not for those who affect English accents and bury their American pride in French chic, but a brief document dedicated to a heritage which, in times of adversity, steels the spine, enables us to gulp our pride, roast the wolf and give a party. The Buy American urge has placed it in the best seller list. It is the answer to "Why and how have we weathered so many storms?" It is an American novel for every mother's son and daughter, written by Rose Wilder Lane, who is manifestly proud that she is an American! James saxon childers has a good deal of fun with American college life and says a good word for Mother England in his mainly comic but not altogether inconsequential God Save the Du\e! The book is engagingly contrived and does away nicely with a chill spring evening if nothing more vital invites. 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