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Linking  Fashion  and 
Value  with  Splendid  Savings 

Sale  of  Linens.  Now! 


SPONSORING  the  "smart  to  be  thrifty"  idea  in  the  home  .  .  . 
Sounding  the  cue  for  every  clever  housewife  to  take  inven- 
tory of  her  linen  supplies  ...  to  re-stock  while  these  marvellous 
values  prevail.  Qualities  conform  with  the  usual  O'Connor, 
Hoffatt  "high",  as  do  savings,  too  important  to  overlook. 


Fine  Irish  Linen 
Cloths 


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In  the  2x2  size,  lavishly  beautiful 
in  quality  and  design.  In  white, 
green,  gold  or  rose.  Also  in  2x2}4 
size,  $9.95;  2x3,  $11.95;  2x3*4, 
$13.95.  22x22  napkins  to  match 
at  $9.95  the  dozen. 


Large  Cannon 
Bath  Towels 

79c 

The  26  x  50  size  recognized  as 
giving  the  big,  generous  arm- 
sweep,  with  soft,  deep  pile  for 
brisk,  efficient  drying.  For  quality 
competing  with  Cannon's  much 
over  a  dollar  variety.  Colored  and 
ravon  bordered. 


Imported  Handmade  Cloths 


Filet  and  cut  work  with  exquisite  Venetian 
insets,  the  type  of  covering  every  sophisticated 
table  should  boast  for  birthday  and  anniver- 
sary repasts.  The  72  x  108  size,  impressively- 
reduced  for  the  event. 


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THE  STAGE 

Alcazar:  Kolb  and  Dill  revive  discussions  of 
six  years  ago  with  prohibition  farce,  "Now 
and  Then". 

Curran:  A  few  more  nights  of  Chauve  Souris 
then  the  World  Primiere  of  the  Venetian 
operetta  "Bambina"  with  Nancy  Welford 
and  Al  St.  John. 

Capitol:  Taking  a  fresh  lease  on  life  with  a 
short  run  of  the  popular  "Follow  Thru". 

President:  Charlotte  Greenwood  plays  to 
crowded  houses  week  after  week — the  box 
office  often  says  "no"  to  requests  for  seats 
to  see  "She  Couldn't  Say  No". 

THE  SCREEN 

California:  "The  Locked  Door"  starts  the 
month  but  quickly  gives  way  to  "Sally" 
with  the  all-talking  Marilyn  Miller. 

Davies:  Enthusiasts  gather  around  to  hear 
Ted  Lewis  with  his  band  and  his  inevitable 
question,  "Is  Everybody  Happy?" 

Embassy:  George  Arliss  repeats  his  former 
"Disraeli"  successes — the  stage,  the  silent 
screen  and  now  the  talking  screen,  one  of 
the  best  productions  of  the  season. 

Fox:  William  Haines  in  his  first  all-talking 
picture  "Navy  Blues". 

Granada:  Another  first  all-talking  appearance 
— Norma  Talmadge  in  "New  York  Nights". 

Orpheum:  "Broadway"  follows  close  on  the 
heels  of  "The  Vagabond  Lover". 

St.  Francis:  The  indefatigible  public  still 
flocks  to  see,  hear  and  adore  Maurice  Chev- 
alier. 

Warfield:  Janet  Gaynor  plays  another  Cin- 
derella with  Charles  Farrell  as  Prince 
Charming  in  "Sunnyside  Up". 

DINING  AND  DANCING 

St.  Francis:  Holiday  festivities  with  the  glamor 
of  new  foods. 

Ye  Mayflower:  Colonial  tradition  mingles 
with  Spanish  atmosphere. 

Post  Street  Cafeteria:  Only  the  best  is  counted 
good  enough  at  this  or  any  other  season. 


The  Fairmont:  Choose  your  atmosphere — 
pick  your  chef. 

Mark  Hopkins:  Peacock  Court  struts  to  an 
accompaniment  of  good  music  and  better 
cuisine. 

The  Courtyard:  Take  the  visiting  easterner 
to  January  luncheon  outdoors. 

The  Palace:  Of  course. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:  Gracious  service  and  hos- 
pitality. 

The  Studio:  One  appreciates  the  open  court 
yard  or  the  cosy  firelit  dining  room  these 
fickle  evenings. 

New  Frank's:  A  gilt-edge  proposition. 
Russian  Tea  Room:  Sutter  near  Grant,  where 
nothing  makes  you  see  Red. 

Solari's:  Geary,  endorsed  by  all. 

The  Bib  and  Tucker:  A  Mecca  for  hungry 
shoppers. 

MUSIC 

January  10:  Symphony  breakfast  12:45; 
Italian  room  of  the  St.  Francis. 

January  10:  Symphony  concert  Curran 
Theatre  3:00  p.m.;  Alfred  Hertz  directing, 
Nathan  Milstein,  violinist,  guest  artist. 

January  12:  3:00  p.m.  repeat  performance  of 
the  Friday  Symphony  concert. 

January  13:  Matinee  Musicale  at  the  Fair- 
mont; Agna  Enters,  dance  mime  concert. 

January  13:  Opening  of  Columbia  Grand 
Opera  season  with  "Carmen"  at  the  Co- 
lumbia theatre.  Followed  by  "Rigoletto", 
Tuesday  evening;  "La  Forza  del  Destino", 
Wednesday  evening;  "La  Traviata"  Thurs- 
day evening;  "Carmen",  Friday  evening; 
"II  Barbiere  di  Siviglia",  Saturday  matinee; 
and  "II  Trovatore",  Saturday  evening. 

January  14:  Municipal  Symphony  concert, 
Alfred  Hertz,  conducting;  Dusolina  Gian- 
nini,  soprano,  as  guest  artist.  Civic  Audi- 
torium. 

January  14:  La  Argentina,  Spanish  dancer, 
in  the  first  of  two  matinee  concerts  at  the 
Geary. 


January  15:  Roth  quartet  at  Mills  College. 

January  17:  Young  People's  Symphony  Con- 
cert, 4:15  p.m.  at  the  Curran;  Wheeler 
Beckett,  conducting. 

January  17:  Sam  Rodetsky,  pianist,  in  con- 
cert at  Scottish  Rite. 

January  19:  Second  matinee  dance  concert 
of  La  Argentina. 

January  19:  Symphony  "Pop"  Concert  at 
the  Curran,  Alfred  Hertz  conducting. 

January  22:  Phyllida  Ashley,  pianist,  in  con- 
cert at  Scottish  Rite. 

January  28:  Abas  String  Quartet  in  concert 
at  Community  Playhouse,  8:40  p.m. 

ART 

California  Palace  of  the  Legion   of  Honor: 

Closed  during  January  for  rearrangement 
of  exhibits  after  sculpture  show. 

East  West  Gallery:  Black-and-white  exhibition 
of  drawings  by  Frances  Brooks  and  Sybil 
Emerson  and  wood  block  prints  by  Charles 
R.  Gardner. 

Galerie  Beaux  Arts:  Water  colors  by  Beaux 
Arts  artist  members.  Honigbaum  loan  ex- 
hibition of  sketches  and  paintings  by  Diego 
Rivera.  Small  showing  of  etchings  of  Agna 
Enters  by  John  Sloan. 

Gumps:  Special  exhibitions  of  California  and 
other  Western  artists.  Prints,  old  masters 
and   contemporary  paintings. 

M.  H.  de  Young  Memorial  Museum:  Per- 
manent collections. 

Courvoisier  Little  Gallery:  Etchings  bv  J.  W. 
Winkler,  January  13  to  27.  Special  show- 
ing of  modern  glass. 

Paul  Elder's  Gallery:  Exhibition  of  water 
colors,  prints,  textiles  and  pottery  by  faculty 
students  of  Newcomb  Memorial  College, 
New  Orleans. 

Vickery,  Atkins  8i.  Torrey:  Portfolio  exhibi- 
tions of  fine  prints. 

The  White  House:  Special  exhibition  of  etch- 
ings by  Foujita. 

Loretta  Ellen  Brady:  Etchings  of  well-known 
corners  in  Paris,  also  views  of  famous 
cathedrals  and  chateaux. 

H.  Valdespino:  Color  prints  and  etchings. 


ESTABLISHED  .8S2 


SHREVE  &  COMPANY 

JEWELERS  and  SILVERSMITHS 


Post  Screet  at  Grant  Avenue 


San  Francisco 


f^SCAR  SCHORI  has 
^^  been  employed  as  chef 
at  the  Fairmont  Hotel.  He 
has  taken  over  his  new  duties 
since  January  1st  but  already 
word  of  his  special  luncheons 
and  dinners  has  spread  and 
people  are  nocking  to  the 
Fairmont  on  any  and  every 
excuse  to  taste  the  dishes 
created  by  this  international 
chef. 

The  specialties  of  Oscar 
Schori  are  the  result  of  his 
experience  in  various  capitals 
abroad — though  born  in 
Switzerland,  he  has  worked 
in  leading  hotels  in  Europe, 
including  The  Terminus  of 
Strassberg,  the  Palace  Dor- 
see  of  Paris,  the  Grand  and 
The  Trocadero  of  London 
and  the  Kaiserhoff  of  Berlin. 
He  was  broughtf  rom  Europe 
to  the  Commodore  of  New 
York  and  served  at  the  Ritz 
before  coming  to  California 
where  he  is  delighted  with 
the  facilities  at  hand  for  the 
very  finest  cookery.  In  Cal 
fornia,   Schori   says,   practi 


cally  everything  is  fresh  at 
hand.  Fruits  and  vegetables 
that  have  to  be  shipped  into 
the  capitals  of  Europe  are 
available  here  direct  from 
the  garden.  The  result  is  that 
California  is,  to  him,  a  chef's 
paradise. 

XHE  Fairmont  has  also 
announced  new  prices  for 
its  special  luncheons  and 
dinners — most  attractive! 
The  new  luncheon  in  the 
grill  is  only  seventy-five  cents 
and  in  the  main  dining  room 
it  is  one  dollar.  The  dinners 
are  unusual  at  one  dollar  in 
the  grill  —  one  seventy-five 
and  two  dollars  in  the  main 
dining  room. 

Anson  Weeks  has  recently 
returned  from  two  weeks  in 
New  York  where  he  went  to 
gain  fresh  inspiration  and  to 
see  the  latest  thing  in  enter- 
tainment there.  He  has  come 
home  with  a  bag  full  of  tricks 
ready  for  the  revelers  in  Pea- 
cock Court  on  Tuesday  Fea- 
ture Nights  and  for  the  Col- 
lege Carnival  each  Friday 
night.  He  has  all  sorts  of 
surprises    in    store    for    the 


coming  events — things  he'll 
not  more  than  hint  at  in  con- 
versation. 

■»UDY  SIEGER  is  plan- 
ning  a  series  of  special 
dinner  concerts  for  Wednes- 
day evenings  in  the  Venetian 
Dining  Room.  He  will  pre- 
sent unusually  beautiful  pro- 
grams and  the  chef  is  pre- 
paring marvelous  menus  for 
each  Wednesday  dinner — 
the  combination  should  be 
irresistible.  And  after  dinner 
bridge  will  be  played  in  Lau- 
rel Court. 

The  Fairmont  Terrace 
Plunge  continues  to  be  one 
of  the  most  popular  play 
places  in  town.  The  very 
novelty  of  indulging  in  water 
sports  in  January  appeals  to 
the  imagination.  Tourists 
from  the  East  join  in  with 
particular  zest — somehow  it 
spells  C-a-1-i-f-o-r-n-i-a  to 
them  in  a  very  charming  way. 
A  perfect  plunge — within 
three  minutes  of  the  Wall 
street  corner  of  the  West! 


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rCITY  of 


Some  like  it  HOT 

.  .  .  where  January  is  a  gorgeous  com- 
pound of  sunshine,  swimming,  and  golf 
...  in  the  southern  playgrounds  or  the 
sunny  islands  of  the  Pacific.  For  the  sun 
lovers  of  the  smart  world,  the  City  of  Paris 
Deauville  Shop  serves  as  an  authority  on 
resort  fashions,  and  here  they  choose  de- 
lectable fashions  for  active  sports  or  grace- 
ful loitering  in  and  out  of  doors. 


A  knit  suit  with  finger-tip 

coat. 
A   Leghorn  shade  hat  is 

flattering!)  smart. 
The  newest  fiat  crepe  firocks 

have  capes. 
Bathing  suits  wear  a  new 

back  strap. 
Cork  sandals  fior  the  beach. 

THIRD   FLOOR 


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Defy  the  cold  in  a  su,  .::- 
er  scarf  and  beret  outfit  of 
brushed  wool. 

The  intrepid  skit  r  u  ears  a 
dark  green  leather  wind- 
breaker,  leather  shorts, 
and  helmet,  and  three- 
quarter  go!  f  socks. 

THIRD   FLOOR 


Some  like  it  COLD 

.  .  .  where  the  sky  is  blue  and  the  snow 
is  white  and  the  intoxicating  air  prom- 
ises rollicking  hours.  Skiing  .  .  .  skating 
.  .  .  tobogganing  .  .  .  each  with  its  own 
particular  appeal  has  its  own  individual 
costume  .  . .  and  the  City  of  Paris  is  ready 
with  these  correct  sports  outfits,  swagger 
and  sturdy,  and  authoritatively  designed 
for  these  vigorous  activities  out-of-doors! 

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CONTEXTS 


January 


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SAN  VIKANCISCAK 


JOSEPH  DYER,  Editor  &  Publisher 
Rowena  Mason,  Associate  Editor 


3431^° 


Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Joseph  Henderson 
Kathryn  Hulme 
Ned  Hilton 


Contributing  Editors 
Raymond  Armsby 
Mollie  Merrick 
Carey  McWilliams 
Beth  Wendell 


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Cover  Design  by  Van  Deusen 


Helen  Wills,  photograph  by 

Dorothy  Wilding        ------  8 

Art  of  Living,  article  by  Lawrence  Hart  9 

The  White  Card,  by  Ned  Hilton  10 
Unconstitutional  Preamble,  by 

William  Justiatna       -     -     -            -      -  11 

Podofkin,  article  by  Lucita  Squier        -  12 

Nikita  Balieff,  portrait  by  Hagemeyer  13 
"California,"  review  by  Carey 

McWilliams       --------  14 

Air  Conquest,  drawing  by  John  Vassos  15 
Another  Year  in  Music,  by 

Enid  Hubbard       -----  16 

Therese,  verse  by  H.  L.  Johnson  -  -  16 
The  First  Hundred  Years,  by 

John  Nordhof        -  -17 

The  Gardens  of  Montalvo,  photograph 

by  William  Horace  Smith                -     -  18 

R.  Porter  Ashe,  tintype  by  Zoe  Battu  19 
Charles  Caldwell  Dobie,  photograph  by 

Helen  Macgregor        ------  20 

Spotlight,   by   Charles   Caldwell   Dobie  21 

Sonnet,  by  Elizabeth  Leslie  Roos     -      -  21 

Edith  Bentley,  photograph  by  Boye     -    22 
Reigning  Dynasty     -------    23 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told  24 

Air  Prospects,  by  Harvey  Williams  -  -  26 
A  Farewell  to  Books,  by  Beth  Wendel  -  28 
As  to  Style,  by  Mollie  Merkley  -         34 

Have  You  Heard,  by  Frances  -  -  -  35 
As  Seen  by  Her     --------    36 


Aline  Kistler.  Assistant  Editor 

Idwal  Jones 
Elva  Williams 
George  Douglas 
Marcella  Burke 


vol.  IV 


no.  I 


The  San  Franciscan  is  published  monthly  by  The 
San  Franciscan  Publishing  Company,  Sharon  Build- 
ing, San  Francisco,  Calif.  Entered  as  second  class 
matter  October,  1928,  at  the  Post  Office  at  San 
Francisco,  Calif.,  under  the  act  of  March  3,  1879. 
Joseph  Dyer,  Publisher.  Subscription  price,  one  year 
$2.50.  Single  Copies  25c.  Copyrighted  1929,  The 
San  Franciscan  Publishing  Company.  Unsolicited 
manuscripts  will  not  be  returned  unless  accompanied 
by  self-addressed,  stamped  envelope.  For  advertising 
rates   address   Zora    Combes,    Advertising    Manager. 


DOROTHY    WILDING      LONDON 


Helen  Wills 


In  spite  of  her  marriage.  December  23,  to  Frederick  S.  Moody,  Jr.,  and  in  defiance 
to  the  fact  that  she  is  still  honeymooning  on  board  the  yacht  Galatea,  it  appears 
that  this  American  heroine  will  continue  to  win  honors  under  her  own  name.  She 
will  play  tennis,  write  and  exhibit  her  drawings  and  paintings  as  Helen  Wills. 


SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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The  Art  of  Living 

In  San  Francisco  They  Ask  ?\Are  Yon  Charming?" 

by  LAWRENCE  HART 


San  Franciscans  are  traditionally 
negligent  of  native  masters  in  the 
incidental  arts  but  none  love,  as  San 
Franciscans  do,  masters  in  the  art  of 
living. 

Here  there  is  the  feeling  that  no  art  is 
vital  save  the  art  of  living.  All  other 
arts  are  incidental  until  they  accent  the 
drama  of  our  individual  hours — until 
they  waken  a  personal  response  to  beauty 
and  splendor  discovered  in  daily  inci- 
dent, until  they  serve  the  art  of  living. 

Those  men  achieve  but  little  who  pre- 
vail in  lesser  matters :  in  business,  art  or 
politics — if  yet  they  fail  to  instill  charm 
into  their  days. 

Some,  too  wise  for  labored  indirect- 
nesses, build  their  personalities  rather 
into  daily  living  than  into  works  of 
hand.  And  these  are  the  greater  artists. 
Poets  revise  endlessly,  but  none  can  edit 
hours  he  has  lived.  The  charm  and 
beauty  of  our  days  must  be  extempore. 
No  art  is  vital  save  the  art  of  living. 

Do  men  ask  in  Boston  what  you 
know?  In  New  York  what  can  you 
do?  In  Philadelphia  what  you  believe? 
In  Chicago  what  you  are  worth?  In  San 
Francisco  we  ask  only,  "Are  you  charm- 
ing?" "Interest  us  if  you  can,"  we  say. 
"Charm  us  if  you  can.  Make  the  hours 
spent  with  you  vivid  or  hilarious,  serene 
or  beautiful — we  retain  you  in  our  com- 
pany. Bore  us,  and  we  cast  you  out 
whoever  you  may  be,  however  great 
your  name." 

Our  entertainment  does  not  center  on 
the  theatre  or  club.  Who  wins  our 
hearts  we  take  into  our  homes.  Elaborate 
diversions  serve  those  who  seek  escape 
from  one  another.  We  prefer  discussion, 
the  intimate  party;  we  gather  at  some 
fireside  for  companionship  and  conver- 


The  personality   and  heritage 
of  old  San  Francisco  has  been 
told  a  thousand  times  ....  its 
flavor  has  been  caught  by  great 
writers  and  poets  of  three  gen- 
erations  who  have  looked   on 
the  city  that  was.  We  offer  this 
in    tribute    to    the    young    San 
Francisco  that  today  draws 
unto  herself  masters  in 
the  great  art  of  living. 


sation.  The  ostentation  of  bewildered 
rich,  the  posing  of  the  Bohemian,  are 
equally  naive.  With  almost  identical 
fervor  they  pursue  uneaseful  pleasures, 
collect  sequences  of  acquaintances  who 
never  can  be  friends. 

The  true  San  Franciscan  is  a  sophisti- 
cate; he  has  learned  the  technic  of  friend- 
ship, the  beauty  of  simplicity. 

The  man  of  personal  charm,  although 
not  often  a  materialist,  is  always  a 
realist.  He  has  met  the  tribulations  of 
life  with  silent  heroism,  and  avoided  the 
mock-refuges  of  the  introvert,  the  day- 
dreamer.  He  is  a  spiritual  adult 

Insofar  as  the  San  Franciscan  is 
sophisticate,  he  is  a  journeyman  at 
the  art  of  living.  He  does  not  value 
"art  for  art's  sake,"  nor  wealth  for  its 


display,  nor  position  for  the  pride  of 
position;  but  these  he  esteems  as  they 
make  his  daily  living  vivid  and  more 
real. 

He  is  not  appalled  at  the  degradation 
of  man,  nor  surprised  at  the  heroism  and 
nobility  of  man.  He  does  not  despise  the 
unfortunate,  nor  is  he  servile  before  the 
great.  Success  in  daily  living  is  alone 
important. 

Being  thus  socially  independent,  the 
San  Franciscan  does  not  strive  with  the 
traditional  ardor  for  social  recognition. 
He  is  socially  and  individually  self- 
sufficient. 

It  is  a  self-sufficiency  such  as  aristoc- 
racies have  labored  from  the  first  to 
teach.  This  instinctive  nobility,  tainted 
by  neither  servility  nor  boastfulness, 
that  they  have  striven  to  impress  on  the 
wealthy  who  swelled  their  ranks.  And 
as  each  nation  entered  upon  democracy, 
its  greatness  varied  as  it  accepted  the 
aristocratic  ideal  of  the  dignity  and 
nobility  of  the  individual. 

The  San  Franciscan,  insofar  as  he  is 
sophisticate,  follows  the  authentic  aris- 
tocratic tradition,  and  devotes  his  ener- 
gies neither  to  wealth,  nor  power,  nor 
fame — save  as  these  serve  the  art  of  liv- 
ing— but  draws  from  each  passing  day 
that  day's  charm  and  vividness,  and 
from  earth,  earth's  unbelievable  beauty. 

And  those  who  have  this  magic 
L  sight  shall  labor  all  their  days  to 
shadow  in  the  visible  world  their 
actual  persons.  Some  record  their  true 
selves  in  books  of  poetry,  and  some  in 
statues  or  in  pictures  they  create;  some 
build  far-reaching  businesses;  a  few  have 
forced,  throughout  the  climes  of  man 
a  magnificent  city. 


10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Boss  dominates  advertising;  men 
are  told  to  wear  stiff  collars,  and  use 
various  mouthwashes,  and  wear  such- 
and-such  suits,  and  use  such-and-such 
pens,  and  lather  themselves  with  such- 
and-such  an  ill-smelling  soap,  and  buy 
an  alarm  clock,  and  drink  orange  juice, 
and  use  a  pencil  which  solves  mathema- 
tical problems,  and  take  cod  liver  oil, 
and  drink  substitutes  for  coffee,  and  use 
an  electric  razor,  and  do  a  thousand  and 
one  other  standardized  things  because  it 
he  fails  to  do  any  one  of  them,  the  Boss 
will  heave  him  out  into  the  cold.  Thus 
do  gimcrack  makers  fatten  in  the  pur- 
lieus of  the  lowest  depth  to  which 
human  decency  can  sink.  We  are  always 
depressed  by  "the  employee."  "Here's 
my  cigar,"  he  says,  "Take  my  pencil. 
Take  my  wife.  Take  my  child.  Take  all 
the  years  of  my  life,  so  long  as  I  can  con- 
tinue to  say  'yes'  to  you  for  pay."  We 
long  for  a  series  of  ads  which  will  tell 
the  poor  fellow  to  tweak  the  Boss' 
nose,  kick  him  in  the  shins,  and  go  out 
to  throw  artichokes  over  a  windmill,  or 
something  equally  silly. 


"Here  here!  You'll  have  to  stop  read- 
ing Einstein!" 

We  regret  having  missed  the 
chance  to  review  Carey  Mc- 
Williams'  scholarly  study  of  Ambrose 
Bierce,  but  we  congratulate  him  any- 
way. Wc  would  have  liked  to  adopt  the 
well-known  Mark  Twain  title,  and  cap- 
tioned our  review  Mr.  Mc  Williams  and 
the  Lightning. 


A  woman  in  Carmel  has  written  a 
scathing  letter  to  the  papers  denouncing 
Men  (you  know,  the  great  old  General- 
ization) as  lacking  in  such  courtesies  as 
the  doffing  of  the  hat.  This  loss  of  gal- 
lantry in  Men  is  unaccountable;  we  can 
suggest  only  that  in  the  halcyon  days 
when  Men  did  doff  the  hat,  the  women 
were  not  of  the  sort  who  write  scath- 
ing" letters. 


tiff  y; 


l^Tow  that  long  skirts  threaten  to 
.1^1  return,  we  expect  a  return,  also,  of 
much  ot  that  silliness  whose  passing  we 
celebrated  when  women  loudly  an- 
nounced their  emancipation .  ' '  Dammy , 
says  a  young  buck,  "but,  gad,  man,  she 
has  thighs!"  "Sir,  my  glove,"  says 
handsome  Roger,  "you  are  an  unmiti- 
gated cad,  sir,  and  a  bounder."  What's 
so  new,  now,  about  the  new  woman? 
The  fabric  trade  finds  sales  falling  off; 
and  it  is  decided  that  gowns,  dresses, 
frocks,  whatnot,  must  contain  more  ma- 
terial. The  nod  is  tipped  to  Fashion, 
Fashion  whispers  that  long  skirts  add  a 
mysterious  lure  to  the  wearer,  and  the 
dress  shops  double  their  orders  tor  sales- 
books  Putting  on  an  old  tin  helmet,  I 
suggest  that  I  have  been  told  that 
women  wern't  interested  in  luring;  I 
thought  they  said  that  the  romanticizing 
ot  their  sex  was  entirely  the  absurd  in- 
vention of  the  men. 

T        T        T 

Says  Barbara  Evans,  in  last  month's 
San  Franciscan:  "They  never  actually 
asked  me  if  I  thought  I  could  write." 
And  damned  decent  of  them,  too,  con- 
sidering. .  . 


Sophistication, 
apparently,  liesal- 
ways  in  the  East. 
Contributors  to 
the  San  Francis- 
can seem  inces- 
santly goggle- 
eyed  in  consider- 
ing New  York; 
writers  and  adver- 
tisers in  the  New 
Yorker  go  mawk- 
ish over  Paris; 
and  we  suppose, 
though  we're  not 
constant  readers, 
that  the  Boide- 
vardier  finds  its 
dernier  cri  in  Con- 
stantinople. 


Ex-Wife  was  Bernarr  Mactadden  in 
pantie-ruffles,  but  Ex-Husband  is 
little  less  than  Petronius  in  modern  (even 
moderne)  dress.  This  alternately  chuck- 
ling and  guffawing  book  is,  in  their 
highest  degrees,  both  burlesque  and 
satire;  and,  as  in  the  Satyricon,  there  is  a 
very  true  picture  between  the  crowsfeet. 
With  the  coming  of  the  Frigidaire, 
Woman  (we're  generalizing  too  much 
this  month;  ah,  well  .  .  .)  Woman  dis- 
covered that  not  only  husbands  and  ice- 
men were,  comparatively,  male. 

Having  looked  in  the  icebox  and 
found  the  cold  logic  ot  Bertrand  Russell, 
she  took  on  playwrights  and  prizefighters 
and  others  of  the  elite,  calling  this  sud- 
den expansion  of  her  pelvic  acquain- 
tanceship her  Emancipation.  Science, 
gallantry  and  morality  notwithstanding, 
this  New  Freedom  is  nothing  but  high 
comedy,  the  pivot  of  the  humor  being 
the  specious  rationalization,  somewhat 
confused  with  the  yet-retained  tradition 
of  martyrdom,  with  which  the  princi- 
pals annotate  their  biology.  Such  caper- 
ings  and  maunderings  called  for  a 
Petronius,  and,  lo,  he  has  come  forth. 
The  simple  truth,  of  course,  is  that 
human  beings  are  not  especially  intelli- 
gent; and  the  mere  act  of  marrying  can 
not  be  expected  to  make  one  wise  and 
strong  person  from  two  nitwits.  When 
women  have  been  Free  as  long  as  men 
have  been,  they'll  be  able  to  laugh,  and 
we'll  have  civilization  Right  now,  as 
our  Petronius  points  out,  there  are  more 
nymphomaniacs  than  satyrs,  there  is  a 
perturbing  reversal  of  the  natural  roles, 
there  are  too  many  Gitons,  and  much 
too  much  philosophy. 

The  book  (atter  all,  this  is  a  review)  is 
evidently  the  product  of  a  considerable 
intelligence  and  erudition,  and  a  truly 
Olympian  sense  of  humor.  We're  prob- 
ably wrong,  but  we  suspect  Van  Vechten. 


"Hey,  Cousin  John,  where 's  the.  bathroom?" 


JANUARY,  1930 


11 


Unconstitutional  Preamble 


Following  Whieh  the  Curtain  Also  Rises 

by  WILLIAM  JUSTIAMA 


THE  orchestra  finishes  playing,  the 
audience  starts  coughing,  the  foot- 
lights go  up  but  the    curtain    does  not 
rise.  Finally  a  man  comes  out  in  front  o) 
it,   evidently  to   explain.   After  shifting 
his  position  several  times  he  finds  that 
he  can  see  best  if  he  takes  off  his  pince- 
nez  and  straddles  the  footlights. 
Man   on   Stage:   I    regret,    ladies   and 
gentlemen,  hut  the  cast  is  a  hit  too 
tight  to   go   on   this  evening    Some 
other  time,  perhaps        .  Sorry. 
A  Man  in  the  Audience:  Some  other 
time,  hell!  Give  us  hack  our  money 
Man  on  Stage:  That's  the  sad  part 

They  drank  it 
Man  in  Audience  :  (tossing  a  cartwheel 
onto  stage)  Well,  here's  a  dollar  more 
for  some  black  coffee.  They  can  drink 
that  and  go  on  with  the  show. 
Man  on  Stage:  (picking  up  the  money 
and  handing  it  down  to  the  bass  viol 
who    departs    on    the    errand)    Why, 
thanks  very  much.   It  of  course  you 
don't  mind  waiting  a  hit  until  they 
sober  up.  You  see,  it's  a  play  of,  by  and 
for  bootleggers  and  everyone  in  it  has 
to  keep  his  head. 
Man  in  Audience  :  You  mean  they're 

all  going  to  just  be  natural7 
Man  on  Stage  :  Not  natural  exactly- 
sober. 
Man  in  Audience:  But  why  can't  they 
just  act  sober?  Being  what  you  are 
isn't  acting. 
Man  on  Stage  :  1  hate  to  differ  with  a 
paid  admission,   but  it  really   is  the 
highest  type  of  acting  to  be  yourself 
Most    people    are  too  self-conscious. 
Fortunately    the    cast    in    this    play 
doesn't   care   what   people    think    of 
them.  If  they  did  they  wouldn't  ap- 
pear in  a  sober  condition.  No  one  in 
the  play  takes  a  drink  on  the  stage. 
There  can  be  no  doubt  of  the  artistry 
of  the  players  in  tonight's  performance 
when  I  tell  you  that  they  took  brotno- 
seltzers  even  before  rehearsals    Could 
anything  be  more  Russian?  The  situa- 
tion   this    evening    doesn't    disprove 
their  seriousness  nearly  as  much  as  it 
proves  their  breeding.  You  appreciate 
that  while  they  risk  your  scorn  in  not 
being  seen  to  drink,  that  unless  they 
maintained    their    poise    by    taking 
occasional  little  nips  backstage  they 
couldn't  possibly  look  themselves  in 
the  mirror.  And   tonight   even   with 
your   black   coffee   and   patience   I'm 
afraid  that  some  of  the  cast  will  have 
to  keep  their  backs  turned.  The  star, 
La    Phaff,    will    play  her  role   lying 
down  as  usual,  (looks  behind  curtain) 
Yes.   The  technicians  are  hitching  a 


couple  or  kiddie-cars  together  to 
shove  her  around  on  as  the  action 
requires. 
Man  in  Audience:  A  kiddie-car'  It 
would  be  more  appropriate  if  La 
Phaff  used  a  prairie  schooner 
Man  on  Stage  :  A  prairie  schooner?  She 

never  touches  beer. 
Man  in  Audience:  No,   no.   A  prairie 
schooner    isn't    a    mug    used   on  the 
desert;  it's  a  wagon   But  I  suppose  La 
Phaff  gave  hers  to  a  museum  which 
at  this  hour  would  be  closed. 
Man  on  Stage:  As  to  that  I  can't  say, 
although  I  do  know  that  she  is  very 
generous  as   are   all   aristocrats.   And 
she  is  an  aristocrat    She  was  drunk 
every  night  before  anyone  ever  thought 
of  prohibition. 
Man  in  Audience  :  Then  her  kiddie-car 

is  a  contradiction  in  terms 
Man    on    Stage:    Perhaps     But    age 

doesn't  harm  acting — 
Man  in  Audience:  It's  hell  on  kiddie- 
cars  ! 
Man  on  Stage  .  La  Phaff's  is  a  mellowed 
art.     You'll     notice     tonight,     even 
though  she's  flat  on  her  back  she'll  be 
surprised  at  everything  she  says  .  . 
that's  art1  Why  if  this  play  has  been 
revived     once     its    been     revived     a 
hundred  times,   sometimes  by   black 
coffee,  sometimes  by  cold  water 
Man  in  Audience  :  Have  you  ever  tried 

aspirin? 
Man    on    Stage: — but    each    time  La 
Phaff  brings  the  same  freshness  to  her 
role.  She  reads  her  lines,  if  I  may  say 
so,    like    nobody's   business — but   her 
business  manager's.  Every  year  for  the 
past  twenty  she  has  threatened  to  re- 
tire, being  of  a  retiring  nature    Yet  at 
the  beginning  of  every  season  she  re- 
appears fresh  as  a  daisy. 
Man  in  Audience:  Flat  on  her  back. 
Man  on  Stage  :  What  of  it7  Why  did 
you  come  to  see  her7  You  came  to  see 
the    real    woman,    didn't    you?    The 
great  Artist — not  this  tawdry  vehicle 
filled  with  gin,  scotch  and  chartreuse. 
Man  in  Audience  :  Who,  La  Phaff? 
Man  on  Stage:  No,  the  play. 
Man    in    Audience:    I    thought    there 

wasn't  any  drinking  in  it? 
Man  on  Stage  :  There  isn't,  but  there's 
lots  of  talk  about  liquor.  Some  of  the 
lines  are  brilliantly  clever. 
Man  in  Audience  :  Such  as? 
Man  on  Stage:  O,    I   can't  do  them 

justice. 

Man  in  Audience.  There  is  no  justice. 

Man  on  Stage:  You've  seen  it  before 

then?    Because   that's    what    Achilles 

Solari,  king  of  the  bootlegs,  says  in 


the  second  act  after  he  had  been  double- 
crossed    by    a    cop    he   thought    was 
honest.   But   I   don't  mean  sad  lines 
like  that;  I  was  referring  to  the  smart 
cracks. 
Man  in  Audience  :  Such  as? 
Man  on  Stage  :  Oh,  for  instance,  when 
the  maid  of  honor  says  to  the  best 
man  "are  you  a  drunkard  or  are  you 
a  ne'er  do  well?" 
Man  in  Audience:  I  don't  think  that 

especially  funny. 
Man  on  Stage:  You  should  hear  La 
Phaff  pull  it,  very  fast,  with  a  sort  of 
shining  look. 
Man  in  Audience:  I  wish  I  might. 
Man    on    Stage:  (looking   off)    Just  a 
moment  more.  She's  coming  to  now. 
Man  in   Audience:  Has  she  come  to 
that?  I  thought  she  stayed  drunk  year 
in  and  year  out. 
Man  on  Stage  :  So  she  does  practically, 
but  every  once  in  a  while  she  insists 
on  playing  a  performance  vertically. 
We  don't  encourage  it  though,  as  it's 
so   hard   on   the  scenery.    The   other 
night  she  leaned  against  the  walls  in 
the  prison  scene  and  they  gave  way. 
There  was  nothing  to  do  but  have 
the  guard  rush  in.  Since  then  we've 
provided  for  the  possibility  of  a  jail- 
break.  Should  she  play  the  third  act 
on  her  feet  and  go  through  the  wall, 
all  the  rest  of  the  cast  now   know 
what  to  say. 
Man  in  Audience:  What  do  they  say? 
Man  on  Stage  :  They  say  she's  fled. 
Man    in    Audience:  Then    what   does 

she  say? 
Man  on  Stage  :  Usually  she  says :  "Who 

hit  me?" 
Man  in  Audience  :  And  who  did? 
Man  on  Stage  :  Nobody.  All  the  rest  of 
the  cast  are  confined  in  different  cells. 
But,  you  see  La  Phaff  is  very  sensitive 
like  all  great  artists,  and  she  imagines 
she  has  many  enemies. 
Man     in     Audience:     (looking    at    his 
ivatch)  You  can  assure  her  for  me  that 
she  has  at  least  one.  I've  bought  her  a 
cup  of  coffee  for  the  last  time. 
Man  on  Stage:  O,  She's  not  taking  a 
drop  of  your  coffee.  La  Phaff  sobers  up 
by  dancing  and  drinking  light  wines— 
Man    in    Audience:   Bought   with  our 

money? 
Man  on  Stage:  Goodness,  no.  She 
carries  her  own  cellar  with  her  wher- 
ever she  goes.  No  actress  on  the 
American  stage  has  a  finer  back- 
ground. Here  they  bring  Madame 
now. 

The  curtain  rises. 
The  End. 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Pudofkin 


Will  He  Lead  a  Soviet  Invasion  of  Hollywood? 

by  LUCITA  SQUIER 


When  Douglas  Fairbanks  was  in 
Moscow  he  saw  the  first  reels  of 
Mother,  a  drama  by  Maxim  Gorky. 
Doug  was  impressed.  He  had  pro- 
claimed Potemkin  the  greatest  picture 
produced,  but  would  Mother  surpass  it? 

The  release  of  Mother  in  Russia  and 
abroad  created  a  furor  of  debate.  Both 
productions  dealt  with  the  Russian  revo- 
lution of  1905,  both  marked  a  new 
epoch  in  Soviet  kino-development. 
Potemkin  and  its  brilliant  director  Eisen- 
stein  had  already  achieved  world  fame. 
But  who  directed  Mother? 

I  went  to  Jacknina,  executive  secre- 
tary of  Mejrabpom  Russ,  for  an  answer. 
A  glazed  caviar  sandwich  lay  on  her 
desk,  the  glass  of  amber  tea  was  cold. 
No  time  for  lunch  as  Jacknina  manipu- 
lated two  telephones  and  talked  with  a 
throng  of  visitors,  but  Jacknina  is  re- 
sourceful. Before  I  finished  my  question 
she  smiled  in  welcome  to  a  tall,  hand- 
some young  man  who  pushed  open  the 
door.  "Meet  Pudoikin!"  she  said, 
"Mother,  you  know,  is  his  first  pro- 
duction." 

Already  leading  director  of  Mejrab- 
pom Russ,  Pudofkin  had  no  office.  An 
empty  projection  room,  walls  gaily 
splashed  with  advertising  paper,  answered 
the  purpose.  But  it  takes  persistence  to 
interview  Pudofkin — it  means  reading 
your  notes  backwards,  for  he  tells  about 
everyone,  everything  but  himself. 

Pudofkin's  ancestors  came  over  with 
the  Golden  Horde,  he  is  a  living 
example  of  the  famous  saying,  "scratch 
a  Russian  and  you  find  a  Tartar!"  He 
has  the  straightforwardness  and  integrity 
of  a  Tartar,  the  Slav  abhorrence  of 
boasting.  He  is  a  dreamer,  idealist, 
gifted  actor  and  pastmaster  in  the  art 
of  pantomime. 

The  war  found  him  a  student  of 
chemistry  in  the  Moscow  University. 
He  was  drafted  into  the  Tsar's  army  and 
captured  by  the  Germans.  For  three  years 
he  was  overworked  and  underfed  in  a 
prison  camp.  Escaping  after  the  Revolu- 
tion he  returned  to  Moscow  and  in- 
vented a  much  needed  louse-preventa- 
tive  during  the  typhus  epidemic. 

There  followed  years  of  reconstruc- 
tion and  poverty  in  Russia,  when  Pudof- 
kin joined  a  school  of  kinometography 
operating  without  funds,  film  or  cam- 
eras. Working  in  a  make-believe  world, 
producing  pictures  in  imagination,  exe- 
cuting all  the  functions  of  studio  life 
with  nothing  tangible  to  lay  their  hands 
on.  Days  of  discouragement  and  hunger, 


days  when  even  their  shadow  world 
seemed  unreal.  Occasionally  Pudofkin 
sold  an  illustration  to  some  magazine  to 
buy  black  bread,  when  he  went  out  he 
borrowed  a  coat  or  shoes  from  a  co- 
worker. 

With  his  comrade,  Tisse,  now  Eisen- 
stein's  famous  cameraman,  Pudofkin 
scraped  away  the  mud  from  the  floors 
of  an  old  flooded  studio.  Great  rejoicing 
when  a  worn-out  camera  and  some  film 
came  into  the  hands  of  director  Kilishov, 
instructor  in  the  school  ot  kino- 
metography. They  moved  to  the  studio, 
started  production  in  reality.  Their  first 
picture  worthy  of  mention  was  The 
Death  P\ay,  a  jerky,  slapstick  revolu- 
tionary melodrama  with  occasional 
touches  of  genius. 

Three  years  Pudofkin  assisted  Kilis- 
hov, perfecting  his  technique,  develop- 
ing his  own  theory  of  psychology.  Pa 
Zakpn,  a  grotesque  tragedy  produced  by 
Kilishov  from  a  Jack  London  story 
shows  how  far  pupil  has  surpassed 
master. 

Pudofkin  speaks  enthusiastically  of 
his  co-scenario  writers — his  assistant 
Zaraki,  and  the  Ukranian  cameraman, 
Golovnis  Special  praise  he  gives  to 
A  Woman  of  Paris,  Chaplin's  master- 
piece in  individualistic  psychology;  In- 
tolerance, the  first  mass-production  on  a 
grandiose  scale;  Potemkin  which  created 
a  monumental  mass  structure  viewed 
from  the  standpoint'of  mass  psychology. 

From  his  statements  one  might  con- 
clude that  everyone,  from  Griffith  to  the 
masses  in  Mother,  was  responsible  for 
his  success  as  a  director — but  no  self- 
depreciation,  only  an  overwhelming 
enthusiasm  for  other  human  beings. 

The  unparalleled  reception  accorded 
Mother  by  newspapers  and  critics 
did  not  bring  Pudofkin  the  complete 
satisfaction  of  work  well  done,  but 
when  letters  began  to  pour  in  from  the 
public  with  homely,  heart-felt,  intimate 
comments  about  the  characters  of  his 
creation — he  was  content. 

Unlike  Eisenstein,  he  believes  in 
artists  and  plays  upon  their  sensibilities 
as  a  violinist  upon  his  instrument.  Bala- 
novkaya  came  to  him  from  the  Moscow 
Little  Theatre  for  her  first  motion  pic- 
ture role.  A  charming  young  actress 
whose  work  is  a  vital  part  of  her  life. 
She  would  report  at  the  studio  already 
the  elderly  woman  of  the  role  she  played. 
So  dependent  was  she  upon  Pudofkin  to 
create  inspiration  that  when  for  a  few 
days  he  directed  himself  in  the  role  of  a 


Tsar  officer,  she  was  incapable  of  going 
on  with  her  characterization,  her  work- 
ing partner  was  gone,  in  his  place  the 
face  and  personality  of  a  stranger. 

Batalov,  of  Stanislavsky's  Art  Theatre 
Studio  played  her  son.  At  first  he  de- 
clared the  role  unsuited  to  him.  Pudofkin 
argued,  analyzed  and  interpreted  the 
part  until  he  visualized  it  mentally.  His 
portrayal  was  superb.  The  role  of  the 
drunken  lather  was  played  by  a  layman. 
Atmosphere,  argument  were  useless. 
He  was  an  automat,  moving  muscles  as 
directed,  yet  he  was  a  success. 

If  one  asks  for  stills  of  the  engaging 
young  actress  who  played  the  revolu- 
tionist, Pudofkin  apologetically  replies 
that  he  forgot  to  take  any,  there  were 
more  important  things  to  do.  But  he 
firmly  asserts  that  she  has  a  great  future 
in  pictures.  She  is  a  Cossack  with  deter- 
mination inherited  from  the  steppe 
people.  Six  times  Pudofkin  instructed 
her  how  to  interpret  a  scene,  six  times 
she  rehearsed  it  his  way  and  when  the 
camera  began  to  turn  she  did  it  her  own 
way.  Cossack  against  Tartar!  But  Tartar 
was  victor — after  all  he  was  her  director 
and  incidentally,  her  husband. 

After  Mother  Pudofkin  was  assigned 
L  an  educational  film  entitled  Reflex 
of  the  Mind,  showing  the  discoveries  of 
the  famous  Professor  Pavlov,  and  now 
being  exhibited  in  this  country.  Experi- 
ments with  animals,  analyzing  the  re- 
flex reactions  of  parts  of  the  brain.  A 
trial  to  Pudofkin's  sensitive  nature.  If 
one  has  the  fortitude  to  sit  through  the 
first  reels,  the  happy  conclusion  with 
splendid  babies  benefitting  from  the 
experiments  are  a  reward  for  steady 
nerves. 

Then  came  his  great  opportunity ! 
Eisenstein  was  assigned  the  reproduction 
of  the  1917  Revolution,  Ten  Days  that 
Shook  the  World,  with  all  the  living 
historical  data  to  assist  him  in  a  perfect 
portrayal  of  the  Bolshevik  Revolution. 
Mejrabpom  Russ  (which  is  half-govern- 
ment owned,  and  second  in  importance 
to  Sovkino)  told  Pudofkin  to  go  and  do 
likewise — to  make  their  contribution  to 
the  Tenth  Anniversary  Celebration  of 
the  Revolution.  He  was  fired  with  en- 
thusiasm. No  one,  he  told  me,  had  ever 
screened  the  city  raised  from  a  swamp 
by  Peter  the  Great  in  all  its  historical 
significance  and  beauty.  He  wanted  to 
show  its  three  stages  of  development 
and  call  it  Petersburg,  Pctrograd, 
Leningrad.  But  upon  completion  it  was 

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13 


Mkita  Balieff 


For  the  third  time  Balieff  has  brought  the  Chauve-Souris  to  San 
Franeiseo — again  he  has  stepped  before  the  eurtain  to  present  his 
company,  with  the  eaution  that  "criticism  is  easy — but  the  art  is 
difficult" — again  he  has  said  good-night  with  the  well  remembered 
assurance  that  "this  is  the  happiest  night  of  my  life."  This  time 
his  triumph  was  the  result  of  the  simplicity  of  each  number.  Even 
the  March  of  the  Wooden  Soldiers  relied  less  than  ever  before  on 
the  setting  for  its  effectiveness.  No  presentation  less  perfect  in 
detail  would  dare  appear  in  so  simple  a  guise.  The  Chauve-Souris 
is  no  longer  a  novelty,  although  it  is  a  thing  apart  from  other 
entertainment.  Balieff  has  proved  that  his  art  is  a  thing  of  quality 
cjuite  aside  from  the  color  and  freshness  of  his  programs.  It  is 
Balieff,  the  artist,  whom  Johan  Hagemeyer  presents  in  this  portrait 
photograph. 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


"California*' 

In  Six  Elaborate  Volumes 


O  Ladies  and  Qtndanen!" 


"O  Californians ! 

It  was  under  this  eloquent  banner 
that  Michael  Gold  once  wrote  a 
caustic  arcicle  about  the  achievements  of 
the  Californians  in  that  gay  little  maga- 
zine "gently  brother"  that  gave  San 
Franciscans  two  delightful  numbers  in 
the  spring  of  1924.  As  a  matter  of  tact 
the  Californians  have  always  gone  in  for 
elaborate  editions  histories  printed  in 
private  sets,  local  biographical  compen- 
diums,  and  such  stuff.  But  it  is  only  with 
the  issuance  of  the  set,  "California," 
that  our  vanity  has  achieved  its  final 
glory. 

On  the  desk,  as  I  write,  repose  six 
volumes  in  this  set,  recently  issued  by 
the  Powell  Publishing  Company,  and 
more  volumes  are  yet  to  come  The 
books  are  handsomely  printed,  the  gen- 
eral editor  of  the  set  is  John  Russell 
McCarthy,  and  the  volumes  are  illus- 
trated by  such  fine  artists  as  Geritz, 
Simon  and  Virginia  Litchfield.  It  is  an 
imposing  array.  "Gold  Days"  by  Owen 
Cochran  Coy;  "Spanish  Arcadia"  by 
Nellie  Van  de  Grift  Sanchez;  "Out 
Door  Heritage"  by  Harold  Child 
Bryant;  "Oxcart  to  Airplane"  by  Rock- 
well Dennis  Hunt  and  William  Ament; 
"Land  of  Homes"  by  Frank  J.  Taylor; 
and  "Pathfinders"  by  Robert  Glass  Cle- 
land.  There  are  three  volumes  yet  to 
appear.  "The  Great  Trek"  by  Owen 
Cochrane  Coy,  "Songs  and  Stories"  by 
Edwin  Markham,  and  "March  of  In- 
dustry" by  Dr.  Cleland. 

The  set  represents  a  very  adequate 
summary  of  the  entire  California  scene, 
from  the  earliest  times  to  the  present  date 
Several  of  the  volumes  are  of  excep- 
tional interest  Dr.  Cleland's  book, 
"Pathfinders,"  heads  the  list  It  is  a 
learned  and  sensible  account  of  the  trail 
of  the  pathfinders  and  it  is  dignified  by  a 
finely  restrained  enthusiasm  Heretofore 
the  difficulty  has  always  been  that  our 
historians  have  never  been  able  to  men- 
tion such  names  as  Drake  and  Serra 
without  bursting  into  incoherent  and 
slightly  ridiculous  hosannas.  Some  of 
the  stories  Dr  Cleland  relates,  in  truth, 
might  well  serve  as  material  for  epic 
poems,  but  he  does  not  confuse  his  duties 
as  historian  with  the  susceptibility  of  the 
material  for  poetic  use.  Bancroft  has 
dominated  historical  writing  in  this 
country  too  long,  it  is  time  that  Henry 
Adams  was  used  as  a  model. 


Bit  even  of  greater  interest  is  the 
volume  by  Nellie  Van  de  Grift 
Sanchez,  "Spanish  Arcadia."  It  is  by  far 
the  most  readable  volume  in  the  series. 


With  Three  More  Yet  to  Appear 

by  CAREY  McWILLIAMS 


Mrs.  Sanchez,  by  virtue  of  her  own  inti- 
mate familiarity  with  the  scene  of  which 
she  writes  and  by  reason  of  her  bilingual 
attainments,  gives  a  rich  and  moving 
account  of  the  Spanish  regime  in  Alta, 
California  One  cannot  read  Mrs. 
Sanchez'  account  of  life  in  California, 
during  the  Spanish  period,  without 
being  impressed  with  the  awful  contrast 
which  it  suggests  with  the  modern  era. 
It  is  undeniable  that  a  fine  culture  would 
have  emerged  from  the  pattern  of 
Spanish  California,  but  this  outline  was 
rudely  brushed  into  oblivion  by  the  dis- 
covery of  gold.  Despite  Mrs  Sanchez' 
rather  weakly  worded  praise  of  the 
modern  era,  one  can  detect  a  note  of 
regret  for  the  passage  of  that  splendid 
period  of  indolence,  ease  and  song.  Mrs. 
Sanchez  is  not  easily  shocked;  in  fact, 
she  is  not  afraid  of  the  apt  phrase,  the 
incomparable  allusion.  In  this  particular, 
she  is  vastly  more  civilized  and  intelli- 
gent than  some  of  the  authors  of  the 
other  volumes. 

"Gold  Days"  by  Owen  C.  Coy  deals 
with  the  rumors  of  gold  prior  to  '49,  the 
discovery  by  Marshall  of  the  gold  flecks 
in  the  sluice  box,  and  the  rush  that  fol- 
lowed. The  manner  of  narration  em- 
ployed by  Dr.  Coy  unfortunately  vacil- 
lates between  straight-forward  historical 
narration  and  a  clandestine  flirting  with 
a  more  imaginative  technique.  It  seems 
to  me  that  his  volume  is  unnecessarily 
pedantic  and  not  a  little  prudish.  Dr. 
Coy  attempts  a  picture  of  the  riotous 
days  in  San  Francisco  after  the  discovery 
of  gold  and  summarizes  the  period  in 
this  manner:  "Society  in  San  Francisco 
lacked  many  of  the  finer  things  that 
make  for  man's  happiness."  Isn't  this 
rather  unnecessarily  juvenile1  Dr  Coy 
white-washes  the  miner  in  an  amusing 
manner.  From  all  that  appears  in  his 
hygienic  and  unsophisticated  pages,  the 
miner  was  a  charming  gentleman  who 
possessed  only  a  vicarious  acquaintance 
with  such  civic  institutions  as  the  saloon 
and  the  bawdy  house.  Dr.  Coy  notes, 
with  sympathetic  interest,  the  effort  of 
Mrs  Eliza  M.  Farnham  to  import  a 
ship-load  of  young  ladies  bearing  creden- 
tials from  their  pastors  for  the  delecta- 
tion of  abstemious  miners.  What  would 
Dr.  Coy  make  of  such  a  volume  as  that 
recently  published  by  the  young  French 
author,  Joseph  Kessel,  entitled  "Dames 
du  Calitornie  "?  When  confronted  with 
the  ironic  manner  in  which  Sutter  and 
Marshall  were  filched  of  their  rewards, 
Dr.  Coy  merely  notes  1  "great  riches  were 
within  Marshall's  grasp  but  he  lacked 
the   ability   to    retain    them."    As   one 


might  expect,  Dr.  Coy  writes  in  the 
manner  of  a  Chautauqua  lecturer.  One 
gasps  with  relief  when  he  quotes,  as  he 
does  with  frequency,  from  Bayard 
Taylor.  Taylor's  "Eldorado"  yet  re- 
mains the  best  account  of  the  period. 
"Gold  Days"  is,  however,  like  the  other 
volumes  in  the  series,  well  documented, 
has  an  interesting  bibliography,  and  is 
indexed. 

1\nd  of  Homes"  by  Frank  J.  Tay- 
llor  is  no  less  disappointing  than 
the  volume  by  Dr.  Coy.  One  picks  it  up 
with  the  hope  that  it  will  contain  an 
adequate  summary  of  architecture  in 
California.  But  what  it  really  contains 
is  a  smug,  amateurish,  hodge-podge  of 
cultural  history,  civic  vanity,  and  cham- 
ber of  commerce  blather.  Not  only  is  the 
volume  commonplace :  it  is  down-right 
misleading.  Mr.  Taylor  realized, 
(as  who  does  not?)  the  close  relation 
between  water  supply  and  the  history  of 
Southern  California.  But  with  startling 
naivete  he  relates  that  Los  Angeles, 
through  the  kindly  offices  of  William 
Mulholland,  secured  an  ample  water 
supply  from  Owens  Valley  and  he  then 
smugly  comments  on  the  prosperity  of 
Southern  California  and  its  gloriously 
prosperous  San  Fernando  Valley.  Can  it 
be  possible  that  Mr.  Taylor  is  ignorant 
of  the  real  story  of  that  unutterably 
tragic  occurrence7  The  story  of  how  Los 
Angeles  acquired  that  water  supply  is 
the  most  moving,  tragic,  and  harrowing 
story  of  the  west.  I  suggest  that  Mr 
Taylor  read  a  novel  called  "The  Ford" 
and  that  he  await  the  publication  of 
Andrae  Norksgrog's  "The  Water  Fight" 
and  Louis  Adamic's  book  on  the  Mc- 
Namara  Case.  If  he  does  not  blush  with 
shame  after  reading  these  volumes,  then 
he  should  join  an  advertising  agency. 

The  remaining  volumes  fall  far  short 
of  the  high  standard  set  by  Dr.  Cleland 
and  Mrs.  Sanchez.  The  volume  by  Dr. 
Hunt  is  written  in  his  well-known  por- 
tentous and  soporific  manner  Dr  Hunt 
is  perhaps  the  most  unimaginative  man 
that  ever  wrote  an  editorial  for  The 
Times — an  honest,  hard-working,  stupid 
pedagogue.  "Outdoor  Heritage"  by 
Harold  Child  Bryant  is  a  dud.  Purport- 
ing to  treat  of  the  California  outdoor 
scene,  the  book  makes  not  a  single  refer- 
ence to  "The  Land  of  Little  Rain"  or 
"The  Lands  of  the  Sun"  by  Mary 
Austin.  The  first  named  volume  is  a 
masterpiece — one  of  the  finest  books 
ever  written  by  a  westerner  about  the 
west.    I    find   twenty-two   references   in 

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15 


Air  Coiitiuest 


"Conquest  of  the  air!  what  possibilities  it  holds.  And  it  belongs  to  youth,  youth 
who  saw  the  vision  first,  youth  who  dared  the  first  attempt,  youth  who  will  finally 
conquer."  .  .  .  This  paragraph  by  Ruth  Vassos  accompanies  the  superb  drawing 
of  Icarus  by  John  Vassos  whose  graphic  comments  on  modern  America  are 
collected  in  "Contempo". 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Another  Year  In  Music 

Some  Notes  and  Comment 


Artists  of  high  and  low  degree  and 
L  of  varied  personality  have  pre- 
sented nearly  all  the  varieties  of  music  in 
San  Francisco  this  season.  Pianiscs  have 
been  conspicuous,  both  numerically  and 
otherwise;  excellent  singers  made  amends 
for  the  few  who  were  not  presentable; 
Jacques  Thibaud,  the  aristocrat  of  vio- 
linists, gave  one  exquisite  concert;  a 
young  and  handsome  tenor  threw  opera 
goers  into  a  turmoil ;  the  Young  People's 
Symphony  Association  produced  a  child 
prodigy  who  proved  to  be  a  child  genius; 
the  local  musical  organizations  put  in- 
telligence and  hard  labor  into  their  sea- 
sonal activities,  and  several  important 
names  were  added  to  the  roll  of  the 
musically  prominent  who  call  San  Fran- 
cisco "home."  The  Symphony  Orches- 
tra, playing  its  last  season  under  the 
leadership  ot  Alfred  Hertz,  has  risen  to 
remarkable  heights  on  numerous  occa- 
sions, chamber  music  has  flourished, 
under  the  tender  care  of  the  Abas  Quar- 
tet, the  New  Music  Society  sponsored 
three  concerts  of  very  new  music  and 
Hother  Wismer  gave  his  annual  recital. 
Thus,  it  may  be  truthfully  said  that  the 
season  began  with  due  respect  for  the 
sanctity  of  tradition  and  the  eminence  of 
Art. 

The  season  was  officially  born  as 
Gaetano  Merola  raised  his  baton  for  the 
opening  passages  of  the  "Rigoletto" 
overture,  shortly  after  the  San  Francisco 
Opera  Company  had  invaded  the  mag- 
nificent distances  of  Dreamland  Audi- 
torium and  camouflaged  it  to  represent 
an  opera  house.  The  company  gave  not- 
able productions  of  the  standard  operas 
in  its  repertoire  on  all  occasions  except 
one,  the  performance  of  "Boheme," 
whose  slight  eccentricities  would  surely 
have  gone  unnoticed  if  they  had  not 
been  completely  surrounded  by  the 
glories  of  "Trovatore"  and  "Aida." 
Several  of  the  most  important  singers  in 
the  country  were  members  of  the  San 
Francisco  group,  which  included  Eliza- 
beth Rethberg,  one  of  the  greatest  of 
contemporary  sopranos;  Tito  Schipa, 
the  universally  popular  lyric  tenor;  Leon 
Rothier,  whose  Mephistophelcs  is  fa- 
mous; Giuseppe  Danise,  one  of  the  small 
handful  of  baritones  capable  of  gracing 
the  concert  platform  ac  well  as  the  oper- 
atic stage;  Katherine  Meisle,  whose 
voice  and  acting  are  so  convincing  that 
the  odd  ideas  of  her  costume  designer 
recede  into  unimportance,  Nina  Mor- 
gana, who  was  able  to  give  life  to  the 
soprano  role  in  "Pagliacci,"  a  "tenor's 
opera" ;  Giuseppe  De  Luca,  who  clowns 


delightfully  at  no  expense  to  his  remark- 
able voice;  Queena  Mario,  whose 
Marion  was  simply  grand,  both  in  the 
matter  of  voice  and  delegability;  and, 
of  course,  Lauri-Volpi,  who  sings  like  a 
Mohammedan  angel  (ordinary  angels 
aren't  supposed  to  be  emotional),  and, 
through  some  necromancy,  manages  to 
be  melodramatic  graciously. 


therese 

by  H.  L.  Johnson 

Perhaps  piano  notes  are  best; 
Let  them  be  thin ;  veined  discs  of  ice, 
That  shatter  under  the  feathered  breast 
Of  marsh  fowl  seeking  the  autumn  pools. 

If  these  are  notes  of  the  violin, 

Let  them  be  brilliant  silvery  ares 

Of  needles  flashing  through  lace,  and  in 

The  velvet  blush  of  an  amethyst  gown. 

And  then,  Beloved,  to  blend  with  these, 
The  low,  sweet  tone  of  the  clarinet 
Whose  vaulted  wood-voice  knew,  in  the 

trees 
Notes  that  were  blown  from  their  hollow 

hearts 

Whenever  the  gaunt  musician  Wind — 
With  sad  lips  cold  on  their  beauty  vain — 
Imbreathed  the  deep  tone,  muted  by  skies, 
Graced  by  the  cold,  soft  lisp  of  the  rain. 

If  these  make  melody,  Love,  arise, 
And  then,  sweet,  end  the  song  with  thy 

kiss; 
Your  hands.  Sweet  shutters  over  my  eyes — 
But  why  must  I  know  the  meaning  of  this: 

That  my  brain  soon  burns  at  your  finger 

tips — 
Some  loveliness  dies  when  I  touch  your 

lips — 


The  Symphony  orchestra  has  contrib- 
uted several  outstanding  concerts 
during  the  fall.  One  of  these  included  a 
new  and  much-discussed  piece  of  music, 
"The  Planets,"  and  Richard  Strauss, 
"Zarathustra"  made  its  debut  at 
another.  The  third  occasion  was  really 
three  concerts,  all  important  because  of 
one  man.  Vladimir  Horowitz  won  his 
listeners  at  his  first  concert,  added  to  his 
following  at  the  second,  gave  a  recital, 
apart  from  the  symphony  orchestra, 
where  he  found  it  necessary  to  dodge 
gardenias,  and,  at  his  final  appearance 
with  the  orchestra,  was  bullied,  by  the 
audience,  into  playing  three  encores — a 
nearly  unheard  of  thing  at  a  symphony 
concert. 


The  Season  In  Review 

by  ENID  HUBBARD 

Pianists  of  note  have  been  unusually 
plentiful  this  season.  Alfred  Cortot  made 
three  appearances,  at  one  of  which  he 
played  a  full  program  of  Chopin.  The 
evening  stands  out  as  an  exquisite  ex- 
perience. Ignaz  Friedman  gave  a  joint 
recital  with  Paul  Kochanski,  a  perform- 
ance by  two  masters,  which  gave  rise  to 
the  wish  that  more  great  artists  might  be 
so  constituted  temperamentally  as  to  be 
able  to  share  the  honors  of  a  concert 
with  other  great  artists.  A  large  bulk  of 
works  in  the  musical  library  permit  op- 
portunities to  both  soloist  and  accom- 
panist. Many  of  them  require  as  great 
ability  of  one  as  of  the  other.  The  Bee- 
thoven "Kreutzer  Sonata"  which,  for 
that  reason,  is  seldom  played,  was  a 
thing  of  beauty  in  the  hands  of  Friedman 
and  Kochanski.  Joint  recitals  represent  a 
trend  of  opinion  which  has  been  carried 
over  from  the  less  dignified  synchronized 
movies.  The  orchestras  of  small  theatres 
were  not  capable  of  furnishing  a  fitting 
background  for  pictures  and,  by  degrees, 
people  began  to  demand  that  the  musical 
facets  of  the  production  be  improved.  It 
is  to  be  hoped  that  the  time  will  come 
when  music  audiences  will  feel  the  same 
way  about  accompanists.  The  usual  ac- 
companist of  the  present  is  considerably 
more  competent  than  his  predecessors  of 
a  few  years  back,  and,  if  joint  recitals  by 
important  people  become  the  rule,  the 
standard  will  certainly  rise  even  higher. 

Several  nationally  important  San 
Franciscans  gave  concerts  during 
the  season.  Henry  Cowell,  Ernst  Bacon, 
Imre  Weisshaus,  Dene  Denny  and  Gun- 
nar  Johansen,  all  of  them  pianists,  ap- 
peared during  the  season.  Their  music 
was  extremely  diversified.  Cowell  has  a 
style  and  a  group  of  compositions  which 
are  inimitable;  Miss  Denny  has  her  own 
style,  with  which  she  interprets  the  work 
of  other  moderns;  Ernst  Bacon  is  a  com- 
petent performer  in  any  field.  Imre 
Weisshaus  is  inseparable  from  the  spirit 
of  the  New  Music  Society,  and  Gunnar 
Johansen  leans  toward  the  classics.  Jo- 
hansen proved  last  summer  that  he  was 
worthy  of  real  interest,  when  he  ap- 
peared as  soloist  under  Bruno  Walter, 
during  the  Summer  Symphony  season. 

At  least  three  veritable  prima  donnas 
sang  here  during  the  fall.  Mary  Lewis 
was  a  trifle  disappointing,  but  the  others, 
Elizabeth  Rethberg  and  Amelita  Galli- 
Curci,  left  nothing  to  be  desired.  Reth- 
berg has  become  a  beloved  and  admired 
figure  here,  in  the  space  of  two  opera 
seasons,  and  Galli-Curci  retains  the  en- 

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JANUARY,  1930 


17 


The  First 
Hundred  Years 


The  following  items  were  gath- 
ered f  roni  published  chronicles 
of  San  Francisco  fifty  years  ago 
. . .  next  month  we  shall  present 
notes  that  will  appear  in  the 
press  fifty  years  from  now. 


— by  John  Nordhof 


Nathaniel  Gray  wishes  to  inform 
the  public  of  the  opening  of  his 
place  on  the  corner  of  Sacramento  and 
Dupont,  where  he  will  sell  metallic 
burial  cases,  purchase  gold  dust,  and  give 
particular  attention  to  the  undertaking 
business. 

A  single  japonica  sold  yesterday  for 
fifty  dollars.  The  purchaser  was  our  well- 
known  notarial  friend,  whose  initials  are 
N.  B. 

The  surveyors  engaged  in  defining 
the  boundaries  for  the  foundations  of  the 
Tehama  House  have  been  delayed  in 
their  work  each  day  by  the  rising  tide, 
which  has  made  it  necessary  for  them  to 
move  tripods,  theodolites  and  chains  or 
get  wet  feet. 

Merchants  will  be  interested  in  the 
news  that  a  shipment  of  clothing  has 


arrived  to  be  sold,  wholesale,  at  the  store 
of  Samuel  Fleisshacker.on  Montgomery, 
south  of  Jackson. 

The  clipper  ship  Eclipse,  Captain 
Hamilton,  has  arrived  consigned  to 
Beck  and  Elam.  Our  convivial  towns- 
men have  been  amusing  themselves 
determining  how  much  they  can  drink 
and  still  say  "clipper  ship  Eclipse"  with- 
out lingual  disaster. 

Several  newcomers  have  recently  had 
their  frames  jarred  by  plunging  over  the 
edge  of  the  somewhat  irregular  side- 
walks on  Kearny  Street  after  dark.  We 
suggest  that  newcomers  explore  these 
walks  in  daylight,  ascertaining  the 
nature  of  each  different  level  and  ma- 
terial before  faring  abroad  at  night. 

A  load  of  fresh  oysters  has  been 
brought  trom  Shoalwater  Bay  by  Cap- 
tain Russell,  and  will  be  sold  by  Toney 
Oakes,  on  Kearny  street.  We  hope  that 
the  Captain  will  make  several  more  such 
trips,  as  everyone  is  probably  as  tired  as 
we  are  of  canned  oysters. 

The  sale  of  by  order  of  the  municipal 
authorities,  on  January  3d,  of  434  water 
lots  brought  §635,130. 

Mr.  Nathaniel  Page  was  shot,  but  un- 
wounded,  yesterday  by  Captain  Folsom. 
Mr.  Page  was  unloading  some  lumber 
on  the  beach,  at  the  point  where  Halleck 
street  joints  Leidesdorff.  Captain  Fol- 
som, having  been  recently  in  a  state  of 
perturbation  over  the  squatters,  some- 
what needlessly  ordered  Mr.  Page  to 
remove  the  lumber  and  vacate  the 
premises.  The  Captain  drew  his  revolver 
and  fired,  the  ball  striking  the  watch  in 
the  pocket  of  Mr.  Page's  waistband, 
from  which  it  glanced  off  and  perforated 
the  side  of  a  boat  fifty  feet  away.  The 
occurrence  attracted  a  small  gathering, 
but  not  further  action  was  taken. 

Mr.  Henry  M.  Naglees'  bank  sus- 
pended payment  on  Sept.  7th. 

We  understand  that  the  fire  which 
destroyed  three  blocks  on  May  4th, 
causing  a  damage  to  a  value  of  four  mil- 
lion dollars,  is  being  spoken  of  in  San 
Diego  as  an  "earthquake." 

Indignation  runs  high  at  the  extra- 
ordinary proceedings  of  the  Common 
Council  in  voting  themselves  salaries 

Captain  John  Phoenix  (Lieut.  Derby, 
U.  S.  A.)  has  not  yet  been  court-mar- 
tialed. 

Some  unindentified  rascal  tampered 
with  the  Telegraph  Hill  semaphore  yes- 
terday, causing  it  to  give  the  well- 
known  and  eagerly  looked-for  signal  for 
a  sidewheel  steamship,  which  everyone 


took  to  mean  a  P.  M.  S.  S.  Co.  steamer, 
and  mail  from  home.  The  rascal  has  not 
been  identified,  but  suspicion  points  to 
the  stranger  who  sold  great  quantities  of 
corn  cure  to  the  crowd  which  imme- 
diately gathered  at  Adams  and  Co.'s 
office  awaiting  Ben.  Moulton  with  the 
letter  trunk. 

Results  of  the  election  of  January  Sth: 
State  Senator — David  C.  Broderick 
Member  of  Assembly — Samuel  J. 

Clarke 
First  Alcalde — John  W.  Geary 
Second  Alcalde — Frank  Turk 
Ayuntamiento — A.  J.  Ellis,  Talbot 
H.  Green,  Wm.  M.  Stewart,  W. 
H.     Davis,     Samuel     Brannan, 
James  S.  Graham,  Frank  Tilford, 
F.    C.    Gray,    J.     Hagan,     M. 
Crooks,  A.  M.  Van  Nostrand, 
James  Rolph  and  Hugh  C.  Mur- 
ray. 

The  heaviest  ballot  cast  was  in  favor 
of  Col.  Geary,  who  received  3,425 
votes. 

There  has  been  some  talk  about  the 
mule  which  foundered  and  was  lost  in 
the  mud  in  Montgomery  street  a  few 
days  ago.  We  suppose  we  are  overbold 
to  hope  that,  sometime,  finally,  this 
street  will  be  graded.  The  condition  of 
the  street  has  become  a  public  outrage. 

There  is  news  of  serious  riots  in  Sacra- 
mento City  on  the  15th,  when  an  armed 
body  of  squatters  marched  on  the  prison 
brig  to  release  several  of  their  number 
who  had  been  arrested  on  the  13th,  fol- 
lowing resistance  of  an  attempt  to  eject 
them  from  land  belonging  to  Capt. 
Sutter  under  Spanish  grants.  Mr.  Wood- 
land, city  assessor,  was  killed,  and 
Mayor  Bigelow,  and  several  others  in 
the  sheriff's  posse  were  wounded. 

Further  squatter  riots  occurred  yester- 
day at  Brighton,  six  miles  south  of  Sac- 
ramento City.  The  California  Guard, 
and  Protection  Fire  Co  No  2,  properly 
equipped  and  armed  with  muskets, 
sailed  under  the  command  of  Mayor 
Geary  at  12  o'clock  aboard  the  steam- 
boat Senator  for  the  scene  of  the  riots. 
They  arrived  in  Sacramento  about  1 1 
o'clock  in  the  evening.  Happily,  order 
had  by  that  time  been  restored,  and  their 
services  were  not  actually  required. 

On  the  28th,  Mayor  Geary,  Vice- 
Consul  Frederick  A.  Woodworth,  Rev. 
Albert  Williams,  and  other  members  of 
a  committee  appointed  for  the  purpose, 
assembled  on  the  platform  in  Ports- 
mouth Square  to  present  the  Chinese 
residents  with  certain  religious  tracts, 
papers,  and  books,  printed  in  Chinese 
characters.  The  China  boys  were  richlv 
clothed  in  their  native  garb,  and  made  a 
fine  and  pleasing  appearance. 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


In  the  Gardens  of  Montsil vo 


The  Temple  of  Venus  at  Montalvo,  the  famed  estate  of 
James  D.  Phelan,  assumes  added  loveliness  when  flooded 
with  light  against  the  dark  canopy  of  night.  The  shrub- 
beries and  vines  trace  intricate  silhouettes  against  the 
marble  whiteness.  This  is  one  of  several  camera  studies 
recently  made  by  William  Horace  Smith  of  Montalvo  at 
night. 


JANUARY,  1930 


19 


It.  Porter  Ashe 

Who  of  All  San  Franciscans  Deserves 
a  Monument  for  His  Contribution 
to  its  Traditions 


That  R.  Porter  Ashe,  who  died  with- 
in the  month,  should  be  stricken 
with  apoplexy  while  playing  bridge, 
was  somehow  symbolical  of  the  man 
and  his  life.  Doubtlessly,  Ashe  could 
play  every  known  card  game,  and  doubt- 
lessly, he  had  won  and  lost  round  sums 
at  them  all.  But  death  did  not  catch  him 
at  poker,  rummy  or  seven  up,  which  are 
often  as  not  played  in  dubious  places  by 
proletarian  persons,  having  small  knowl- 
edge and  even  contempt  of  bridge. 
Ashe,  when  death  approached  him,  was 
engaged  in  bridge,  which  is  never  played 
in  dubious  places  by  uncouth  persons, 
but  is  always  inseparably  associated  with 
the  elegance  and  amenities  of  the  draw- 
ing room. 

This  is  as  a  gentleman  and  aristocrat 
should  be  stricken  and  Ashe's  claim  to 
both  estates  was  of  extra  width  and 
weight.  He  was  the  son  of  an  old,  dis- 
tinguished North  Carolina  family,  a 
goodly  number  of  whose  members  had 
been  Revolutionary  War  generals,  states- 
men, scholars  and  fine  gentlemen  His 
father  was  Dr.  R.  Ashe,  who  came  to 
San  Francisco  in  gold  rush  days.  The 
elder  Ashe  was  here  but  a  short  time 
when  he  was  made  Naval  Collector  for 
the  port.  During  the  middle  1850s, 
when  the  Vigilantes  were  giving  the 
town  a  moral  cleansing,  he  lent  his  sup- 
port to  the  Law  and  Order  Party,  which 
held  that  the  Vigilantes  were  a  rabble  of 
self-righteous  Yankee  shopkeepers.  For 
some  years,  Ashe  was  associated  with 
Judge  David  S.  Terry,  also  a  Southerner 
and  Law  and  Order  man,  who  will 
always  enjoy  a  certain  fame  by  reason  of 
his  killing,  in  a  duel,  Senator  David 
Broderick;  his  legal  defense  of  and  mar- 
riage to  Sarah  Althea  Hill,  abandoned 
consort  of  William  Sharon;and  his  own 
violent  death. 

So  much  for  the  ancestry  of  Richard 
Porter  Ashe.  His  own  career  as  a  sports- 
man, attorney  and  the  initial  husband  of 
the  much  wed  Aimee  Crocker,  places 
him  in  the  front  rank  among  those  who 
have  created  a  tradition  for  San  Fran- 
cisco as  a  city  of  hospitality,  of  quaint, 
unexpected  romance,  of  gallant,  mag- 
nificent, if  somewhat  erratic  gestures. 
Porter  Ashe  had  an  instinct  for  the  dra- 
matic   and    opportune    in    events    and 


by  ZOE  BATTU 


people.  But  his  breeding  and  tempera- 
ment saved  him  from  mere  vulgarity. 
His  coups,  triumphs,  sins  and  departures 
from  conventional  norms  were  those  of 
a  gentleman  and  done  with  admirable 
finesse  and  dash. 

It  was  in  December  1SS3  that  the 
marriage  of  Porter  Ashe  and  Aimee 
Crocker  provided  San  Francisco  society 
with  a  royal  feast  of  gossip.  As  the  beau- 
tiful daughter  of  the  very  wealthy  Judge 
F.  B.  Crocker  of  Sacramento,  Aimee  had 
many  suitors  She  looked  with  special 
favor  upon  Porter  Ashe  and  William 
Wallace.  These  two  had  been  college 
class  mates  and  were  fast  friends.  Both 
were  paying  ardent  court  to  Miss 
Crocker  and  each  was  aware  of  the  suit 
and  intentions  of  the  other  That  fact, 
however,  made  no  difference  in  the 
friendship  It  remained  loyal  and  un- 
marred  by  jealousy. 

Finally  the  joint  courtship  of  Miss 
Crocker  came  to  such  a  pass  that  Ashe 
and  Wallace  agreed  to  shake  dice  to  see 
which  of  them  would  continue  as  the 
lady's  sole  suitor.  Wallace  won.  He 
shortly  proposed  marriage  to  Miss 
Crocker  to  which  she  agreed.  A  secret 
wedding  was  planned  and  upon  the. ap- 
pointed day  Ashe,  Wallace  and  Miss 
Crocker  met  in  Sacramento  and  suc- 
ceeded in  boarding  a  train  for  Oakland 
without  arousing  suspicion.  Ashe  ac- 
companied the  pair  as  a  mutual  friend 
and  witness  to  the  proposed  ceremony. 

On  the  trip  to  Oakland,  Wallace 
evidently  wearied  of  his  future  wife's 
company  and  sought  the  smoking  car. 
His  absence  was  Ashe's  opportunity.  He 
again  became  suitor  to  Miss  Crocker. 
His  plea  was  eloquent  and  irresistably 
dramatic.  Miss  Crocker  changed  her 
mind  and  forgot  her  vows  to  Wallace. 
When  that  young  gentleman  returned 
from  the  smoking  car,  Aimee  and  Ashe 
were  missing.  They  had  gotten  off  at 
Martinez  and  had  been  wed. 

After  a  wedding  journey,  the  pair 
established  their  home  in  an  imposing 
mansion  on  Van  Ness  Avenue.  The 
marriage  lasted  barely  three  years.  In 
June  18S7,  Mrs.  Ashe  secured  a  divorce 
and  the  custody  of  a  daughter.  The 
grounds  of  the  divorce  and  the  testi- 


mony   of   the    suit    were    kept   strictly 
secret. 

But  a  vast  amount  of  rumor  had  it 
that  Ashe  had  dipped  too  freely  into  his 
wife's  fortune.  After  his  marriage,  he 
settled  down  to  a  life  of  elegant  leisure. 
He  maintained  expensive  strings  of  rac- 
ing ponies.  His  thoroughbred  bull  dogs 
were  the  envy  of  all  dog  fanciers.  He 
dabbled  in  politics  and  was  defeated  for 
the  state  legislature.  He  backed  prize 
fighters  and  was  said  to  have  "discovered" 
and  financed  Gentleman  Jim  Corbett  in 
his  first  battles. 

To  these  extravagances  Mrs.  Crocker 
Ashe  objected  strenuously.  The  rumor 
hounds  had  it  that  she  cut  down  her 
husband's  spending  money,  forcing  him 
to  sell  his  horses  and  dogs  and  return  to 
the  practice  of  his  profession  Ashe,  on 
his  part,  was  rumored  to  have  made  sen- 
sational charges  against  his  wife's  char- 
acter during  the  divorce  hearing  The 
probability  that  the  Crocker  family 
settled  a  fair  sum  upon  him  in  return  for 
secrecy  and  his  withdrawal  of  counter 
charges  was  openly  discussed  in  social 
circles  and  the  newspapers. 

Some  years  after  the  divorce,  Ashe 
married  Mrs.  Emilie  Rathbun,  from 
whom  he  separated  in  1918.  The  one 
time  Aimee  Crocker  has  subsequently 
acquired  a  truly  remarkable  store  of 
glamor  through  the  facility  with  which 
she  has  acquired  and  discarded  husbands. 
To  date  she  has  had  five  and  is  just  now 
the  Princess  Galitzine  of  Paris.  Her  story 
deserves  individual  attention,  which  it 
will  one  day  receive. 


Porter  Ashe's  legal  career,  covering 
some  forty  years,  was  as  picturesque 
as  his  social  and  personal  life.  In  that 
time  he  had  some  part  in  practically 
every  legal  battle  of  major  importance 
in  San  Francisco  and  which  was  widely 
discussed  by  reason  of  its  sensational 
nature  Following  his  graduation  from 
Hastings  Law  College,  Ashe  entered  the 
offices  of  Judge  Terry  with  whom  his 
father  was  also  associated.  He  helped 
Terry  conduct  the  defense  during  the 
Hill-Sharon  suits. 

In  i907-'o8  occurred  the  Reuf- 
Schmitz  graft  trials  and  the  exposure  of 
franchises  obtained  by  bribery  by  the 
United  Railroads  from  pliant  members 
of  the  board  of  supervisors.  Tirey  L. 
Ford  headed  an  imposing  array  of  legal 
counsel  for  the  railways  and  Patrick  Cal- 
houn, president  of  the  company.  For  a 
number  of  years  Ashe  had  been  a  mem- 
ber of  this  legal  staff  and  concerned 
primarily  with  fighting  damage  suits  in 
the  police  and  lower  courts.  During  the 
graft  trials  he  was  advanced  to  greater 
responsibilities. 

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20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


HELEN    MACGREGOR 


Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

Not  because  he  is  one  of  America's  foremost  short  story  writers,  with  the  distinction  of  several  novels  to  his  credit 
— not  because  he  has  been  a  brilliant  columnist — not  because  he  is  one  of  the  few  western  authorities  on  the  drama 
— and  not  because  he  is  one  of  our  most  distinguished  Contributing  Editors — but  because,  during  our  first 
struggling  year  of  publication,  his  advice  and  encouragement  lead  us  on,  we  present  this  picture  of  Charles 
Caldwell  Dobie. 


JANUARY,  1930 


Spotlight 

Concerning  Imported  Plays  that  are  Becoming 


The  growing  importance  ot  San 
Francisco  in  the  theatrical  world  is 
marked  by  the  world  primiere  of  the 
new  operetta  "Bambina"  at  the  Curran. 
This  production  by  Daniel  C.  Blum  was 
assembled  in  Hollywood  where  it  was 
directed  by  Edward  Royce  of  "Sally", 
"Irene,"  "Kid  Boots,"  and  "Rio  Rita" 
precedent,  costumed  by  Madame  Ka- 
tinka  De  Justh  Baross,  who  worked  with 
Reinhardt  in  Europe,  and  set  in  scenery 
designed  by  Conrad  Tritschler,  of  En- 
gland. The  past  week,  its  cast,  headed  by 
Nancy  Welford  and  Al  St.  John  and  ex- 
tending to  Maire  Wells,  Ernest  Wood, 
Laurel  Nemeth,  Wilbur  Evans,  Pepter 
Pope,  and  various  others,  arrived  in 
San  Francisco  together  with  scenery, 
costumes  and  special  orchestration  of  the 
musical  score.  Final  rehearsals  are  under 
way  and  all  is  in  readiness  tor  the  presen- 
tation of  "Bambina,"  the  first  time  on 
any  stage.  "First  Nights"  of  shows  from 
elsewhere  are  common  enough  occur- 
rences but  a  world  primiere  is  a  bit  differ- 
ent. One  wonders  if  maybe  there  isn't 
some  special  etiquette  for  the  occasion — 
but  there's  hardly  time  to  write  to  Emily 
— and  anyhow  San  Franciscans  usually 
prefer  to  inaugurate  precedents  rather 
than  follow  them.  It's  rather  good  to  get 
the  first  sip  from  the  theatrical  loving 
cup  but  we  shan't  be  overwhelmed  by  it. 

We  went  to  see  "Journey's  End" 
with  considerable  trepidation. 
We  had  been  told  that  it  was  depressing. 
It  has  been  a  long  time  since  a  play  has 
shaken  us  so  emotionally  but  we  should 
not  call  it  depressing.  Only  pieces  of  sor- 
did art,  if  one  can  use  the  term,  are  really 
depressing.  "What  Price  Glory"  and 
"The  Front  Page"  and  "Strange  Inter- 
lude" depressed  us  because  they  were 
grounded  fundamentally  on  the  mean 
and  trivial  impulses  in  human  nature. 
Whatever  else  is  the  mainspring  of  Mr. 
Sherriff's  illuminating  play  it  is  not  the 
ignoble  impulse.  To  be  sure,  its  charac- 
ters often  fail  to  measure  up  to  heroic 
proportions  in  crucial  instances  but, 
when  they  fail,  they  realize  their  failure 
— one  of  the  first  steps  toward  ultimate 
victory. 

Like  most  profound  plays,  "Journey's 
End"  moved  slowly  toward  its  first 
crackle  of  dramatic  fire.  Once  this  open- 
ing shot  pierced  the  monotony,  the  on- 
slaught upon  our  emotions  kept  up  re- 
lentlessly, so  relentlessly  that,  by  the 
time  death  made  its  appearance,  we  had 
nothing  more  to  give.  Or  did  death  seem 
the  least  tragic  thing  of  all  the  sorry 
mess7  .  .  For  a   moment,    anyway,    we 


sonnet 

by  Elisabeth  Leslie  Roos 

At  night  I  ponder  on  the  cares  and  strife, 

The  many  burdens  of  a  busy  day, 

The  din,  the  turmoil,  and  the  traps  that  may 

Spring  shut,  making  me  prisoner  for  life 

In  their  firm  grasp  ;  then  turns  my  mind  to  you, 

To  your  dear  ways,  and  quiet  voice  and  eyes ; 

I  think  of  all  your  work  and  realize 

How  much  is  yet  undone,  how  much  to  do. 

Oh  that  my  thoughts  could  fly  to  set  you  free, 
And  that  tomorrow  I  might  see  your  face! 
But  I  know  well,  that  in  some  far  off  place, 
Creator  of  beauty,  your  fine  gift  is  spent 
On  greater  things  than  if  you  came  to  me, 
And  so  I  dream  of  you  and  am  content. 


caught  a  glimpse  of  that  Valhalla  which 
our  barbaric  forebears  reserved  for 
heroes  slain  in  battle  and  we  felt  the 
rushing  wind  ot  the  horses  of  the  Val- 
kyries sweeping  by  with  their  precious 
burdens.  Whether  this  vision  be  true  or 
false  it  is  impossible  to  have  seen  it  and 
come  away  from  "Journey's  End"  de- 
pressed The  longer  we  live,  the  more 
convinced  we  are  that  these  poetic 
answers  to  the  riddle  of  existence  and 
the  questionable  reward  for  valor,  which 
were  invented  by  primitive  people  to 
make  existence  bearable,  come  nearer  to 
truth  than  we  realize. 

Looking  back  over  the  pertormance, 
the  two  scenes  that  stand  out  most 
vividly  are  the  scene  in  which  Osborne 
and  Raleigh  wait  for  that  nerve-racking 
five  minutes  to  pass  before  they  are  re- 
leased for  action  and  the  scene  where 
Stanhope  "rags"  Raleigh  for  dining 
with  the  enlisted  men.  It  would  be  hard 
to  match  these  situations  in  either  art  or 
life.  Mr.  Basil  Gill's  admirable  diction 
made  us  wish  that  everyone  in  the  com- 
pany had  been  as  articulate.  The  British 
school  of  acting  seems  to  be  suffering 
from  the  same  malady  that  has  so  long 
afflicted  the  American  stage.  The  younger 
actors  sacrifice  enunciation  to  an  alleged 
naturalness  in  speech.  Added  to  this,  the 
present-day  English  performer,  seems  to 
be  developing  a  very  exaggerated  accent. 
Mr.  Gill's  English  speech  wasperfect. 


21 


American  Institutions 

by  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

It  was  understandable  to  his  own  coun- 
trymen and  Americans  alike.  And  he 
knew  how  to  use  his  voice.  Hugh  Wil- 
liams as  Stanhope  was  a  sterling  actor 
but  his  diction  left  much  to  be  desired. 
We  lost  a  good  halt  of  what  he  was  say- 
ing. Wallace  Douglas  as  Raleigh  con- 
tributed a  splendid  impersonation  of  a 
young  and  eager  soldier  but,  he,  too,  had 
exaggerations  of  accent  that  fell  bar- 
renly on  American  ears.  Forrester  Har- 
vey, on  the  other  hand,  put  over  his 
cockney  dialect  perfectly.  The  grimness 
of  war — its  squalor,  its  monotony,  his 
soul-searing  strain — was  brought  home 
without  the  appearance  of  a  single 
trollope  or  the  use  of  an  expletive 
stronger  than  a  very  mild  damn  In 
short,  "the  cock-eyed  world"  got  the 
essentials  without  vulgarity.  Perhaps 
that  is  why  at  least  one  of  our  American 
Legion  friends  characterized  the  play  as 
"a  lotta  tripe  tor  sob-sisters  to  cry 
over"?  B"at  surely  it  is  not  necessary,  if 
one  lays  a  scene  in  a  stable,  to  provide 
the  smells,  also.  Or  at  least  not  to  our 
way  of  thinking. 

If  there  is  a  better  bit  of  theatre  than  a 
play  called  "Macbeth"  by  an  English 
playwright  named  William  Shakespeare 
we  have  never  seen  it  The  show  is  actor 
proof.  Which  doesn't  mean  that  the 
Stratford-upon-Avon  players  did  it  in- 
differently. They  gave  about  as  well 
balanced  a  performance  as  we  have  ever 
seen  although  we  must  admit  not  an  al- 
together inspired  one  But  what  a  fine 
old  gangster  play  it  is!  And  what  a  typi- 
cal ward  heeler  friend  Macbeth  was ! 
The  way  he  hired  gun-men  to  do  his 
dirty  jobs  would  have  done  credit  to  a 
Chicago  rum  runner.  .  .  Richard  II  was 
a  different  kind  of  guy,  entirely.  Some- 
thing of  a  nance  was  Richard.  He  tapped 
the  floor  of  his  throne  very  impatiently 
with  his  pointed  slippers  whenever  the 
conversation  turned  on  personal  encoun- 
ters. Only  once  during  the  entire  course 
of  his  life,  if  we  can  believe  Mr.  Shakes- 
peare, did  Richard  grow  rough  and  that 
was  in  the  final  moment  when  he  got 
sore  at  the  tray  which  his  jailer  brought 
in  from  the  Tower's  diet  kitchen.  At 
least,  we  think  that  was  what  made  him 
sore  Admirable  though  Mr.  Hayes'  dic- 
tion was,  at  this  point  we  got  tangled  up 
in  the  blank  verse  and  we  never  did 
know  what  made  friend  Richard  so 
peevish.  .  .  .  The  whole  experience  was 
a  new  one  for  us  because  it  was  the  first 
time  that  we  had  ever  gone  to  a  Shakes- 
peare play  knowing  nothing  of  its  con- 
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22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Edith  Bentley 


One  of  the  most  popular  of  the  season's  debutantes  was 
Miss  Bentley,  the  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  I. 
Bentley  of  San  Francisco. 


JANUARY,  1930 


23 


TIIK  KIH.MX.  IIYWSTY 


WEDDINGS 

McCOY-McBRYDE.  On  December  14.  in  Woodside, 
Mr.  Donald  Crawford  McCoy,  son  of  the  late  Dr.  Alba 
McCoy  and  Mrs.  McCoy  of  Pasadena,  and  Miss  Mollie 
McBrvde.  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Douglas  McBryde. 

de  la  CHAPELLE-CLINTON.  On  December  14, 
Mr  Henri  de  la  Chapelle,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Jean  de 
la  Chapelle  of  Englewood.  New  Jersey,  and  Miss  Irene 
Coffin  Clinton,  daughter  of  Mr.  James  C.  Clinton  and 
the  late  Mrs  Clinton  of  Los  Angeles. 

BORDEN-CLAY.  On  December  31.  in  Piedmont. 
Mr  Arthur  Bradley  Borden,  son  of  General  and  Mrs. 
Howard  S.  Borden  of  New  York  and  Miss  Mariedna 
Clay,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mr>  Philip  T.  Clay  of  Pied- 
mont. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

deLA\T£AGA-SOMA\  IA  Miss  Juanita  de  Laveaga. 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  J.  Vincent  de  Laveaga.  to  Mr. 
J .  Ramon  Somavia,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J  P.Somavia  of 
Salinas. 

WHITE-BLSWELL  Miss  Edith  White,  daughter  of 
Mr.  V.  ilham  Temple  White  of  New  York  and  Virginia, 
to  Mr.  Walker  Buswell.  son  of  the  late  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
frank  \Y.  Buswell. 

SIMPSON-WALLACE  Miss  Eleanor  Simpson. 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Simpson  to  Mr. 
Charlton  Wallace  Jr.,  son  of  Dr.  Charlton  Wallace  of 
New  York  and  Mrs.  Peters  Wallace  of  Cincinnati. 

RAYMOND-LANGHORNE  Miss  Edna  Raymond. 
daughter  of  Mr  and  Mrs.  Earl  Raymond  of  Napa  to  Mr. 
John  Langhorne,  son  of  the  late  Mr.  and  Mrs  John 
Langhorne. 

WALKER-HENDERSON.  Miss  Harriet  Walker, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clinton  Walker  of  Piedmont. 
to  Mr  Wellington  Smith  Henderson,  son  of  Senator  and 
Mrs  Charles  B.  Henderson  of  San  Francisco. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mr-.  Henry  Stevenson  visited  with  her  mother,  Mrs. 
William  Henry  Smith  Jr.  and  Mr.  Smith  recently. 

Mrs.  Frederick  McNear  gave  a  luncheon  in  honor  of 
Mrs.  Walter  Dillingham  of  Honolulu.  The  luncheon  was 
given  at  the  McNear  apartments  at  the  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins. 

Lieutenant  Commander  and  Mrs  William  D  Thomas 
(Helen  Marye)  are  house  guests  of  Mr  and  Mrs  George 
T.  Marye  in  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Finhugh  Whitehouse  of  New 
York  were  entertained  by  Mr.  and  Mrs  William  H. 
Crocker  at  New  Place  during  their  recent  visit  from  New 
York. 

Mrs.  Hermon  Lnderhill  of  Oswego.  N  Y.  spent  sev- 
eral weeks  in  San  Francisco  recuperating  from  an  illness. 
Mrs.  Underhill  stayed  with  her  father,  Mr.  Eugene  Lent. 

Mr>  Percy  Morgan  recently  revisited  San  Francisco 
after  an  absence  of  several  years.  She  divided  her  time 
betw  een  her  home  in  Los  Altos,  and  that  of  her  son  and 
daughter-in-law.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  A.  Morgan  at 
Beverley  Hills. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Shaw  spent  several  days  with 
Mrs  Shaw's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  L  Deahl  in 
Washington  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Scott  and  their  daughters,  the 
Misses  Anne  and  Betty  Scott,  were  house  guests  at  the 
home  of  Mr.  Scott's  sister,  Mrs.  Aimer  New  hall,  during 
January. 

During  her  visit  here  from  Boston,  Mrs.  Jefferson 
Coolidge  (Katharine  Kuhn)  was  entertained  at  a  lun- 
cheon given  in  Burlingame  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion 
Tucker. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Crocker  spent  several  weeks 
with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  in  Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Magee  of  New  York  were  honor 
guests  at  a  dinner  given  by  Mrs.  John  Drum  at  her 
apartment  at  the  Fairmont. 

Miss  Barbara  Parrott,  who  now-  makes  her  home  in 
Paris,  visited  w  jth  her  brother.  Mr.  John  C.  Parrott,  for 
several  weeks  at  the  Parrott  home  in  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Randolph  Hearst  Jr.  spent  a 
fortnight  visiting  with  Mrs.  Hearst's  parents,  -Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Clinton  Walker,  in  Piedmont. 

Mrs.  Ernest  Leopold  Heebner.  who  is  in  San  Francisco 
on  a  visit,  is  being  constantly  entertained  by  her  friends 
here.  Mrs.  Heebner  is  staying  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Miss  Edith  Bentley  was  presented  to  society  at  a 
large  reception  given  by  her  grandmother,  Mrs.  Robert 
Irving  Bentley,  at  the  Francesca  Club  during  December. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Henderson  gave  a  dance  at  their 
home  in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  Miss  Mary  Whitman 
and  Fred  Whitman. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  E.  Gallwey  have  returned  from 
their  honeymoon  and  are  established  in  their  San  Fran- 
cisco apartment. 

Mrs.  Foster  Thierbach  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Burlin- 
game Country  Club  recently,  the  affair  honoring  Miss 
Eleanor  Christenson  and  Miss  Barbara  Cates.  debu- 
tantes of  the  winter. 

Miss  Claire  Gianinni  gave  a  bridge  party  in  honor  of 
Miss  Marcella  Bricca  who  is  leaving  shortly  for  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H  Crocker  were  hosts  at  a 
small  dinner  party  in  Burlingame  where  they  enter- 
tained members  of  their  family.  Mrs.  John  Drum.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Arthur  Brown  Jr.  and  several  other  guests. 


\  (r  and  N  Irs.  Joseph  Oliver  Tobin  gave  a  dinner  party 
at  their  home  in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  Miss  Genevieve 
Six,  debutante  niece  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Jackman. 

Miss  Evelyn  Salisbury,  one  of  the  w  inter's  debutantes, 
was  honored  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs  William  Dun- 
can in  Burlingame 

Mrs.  Vera  de  Sabla  Payne  and  Miss  Amy  Brew  er  w  ho 
have  been  abroad  for  several  months,  are  expected  in 
Burlingame  this  month  Mrs  Payne  will  stay  with  Mis- 
Brewer  who  w  ill  reopen  her  peninsula  home. 

Miss  Josephine  Grant  has  returned  from  New  York 
where  she  visited  for  several  months. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  were  hosts  at  a  tea  for  forty 
of  the  younger  married  set. 

Miss  Dale  King  made  her  debut  at  a  dinner  dance 
given  at  the  San  Francisco  Golf  and  Country  Club  <>n 
December  20. 

Mr  and  Mrs  John  Magee  of  New  York,  who  are 
spending  the  winter  at  Pebble  Beach,  were  hosts  at  a 
large  luncheon  party  on  New  Year's  Day. 

Mrs  John  Drum  entertained  at  dinner  recently  in 
honor  of  Miss  Isobel  McCreery,  debutante  daughter  of 
Mr  and  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery  of  Burlingame. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  George  Pope  and  their  family  are  spend- 
ing the  winter  at  the  Pope  estate  in  Burlingame,  follow- 
ing the  disastrous  fire  which  destroyed  their  Pacific 
Avenue  home. 

In  honor  of  her  daughter.  Miss  Elizabeth  Raymond, 
who  was  in  San  Francisco  during  the  New  Year's  holi- 
day, Mrs.  Charles  Felton  gave  a  dinner  party  at  the 
Felton  home  in  Pacific  avenue 

The  week  preceding  her  marriage  to  Mr  Frederick  S 
Moody  Jr.  Miss  Helen  Wills  was  honor  guest  at  a  dinner 
partv  given  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis  by  Mr.  James  D. 
Phefan. 

Mrs  Harrv  Hill  gave  an  elaborate  dance  at  the  San 
Francisco  Golf  and  Country  Club  where  she  entertained 
the  friends  of  her  debutante  daughter,  Miss  HarrieHill 

Mr  and  Mrs  John  Houser  (Elizabeth  Magee)  have 
returned  from  their  honeymoon  in  Europe  and  will  be 
for  a  time  with  Mrs.  Houser's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs 
William  A.  Magee  at  Alder  farm,  in  Fruitvale, 

Miss  Barbara  Bliss  was  presented  to  society  at  a  large 
tea  given  by  her  mother,  Mrs.  Richard  O.  Bliss  at  the 
family  home  in  Pacific  avenue  early  in  December. 

In  honor  of  their  niece.  Miss  Frances  Tuckerman. 
Captain  and  Mrs.  Edward  McCauley  gave  a  dinner 
dance  at  their  home  in  San  Mateo. 

Miss  Grace  Hamilton  entertained  at  a  dinner  dance  in 
the  Red  Room  of  the  Hotel  St.  Francis  recently,  in  honor 
of  Miss  Harriet  Holbrook,  her  cousin,  and  a  debutante 
of  the  winter. 

Miss  Alice  Cooke  of  Honolulu,  whose  engagement  to 
Mr.  Roger  Kent  was  recently  announced,  was  honor 
guest  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  William  Kent  Jr.  at 
the  Town  and  Country  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Richard  Ashe  McLaren  of  San  Mateo 
entertained  at  dinner  on  the  night  of  the  Spinster's  Ball, 
later  taking  their  guests  to  the  Burlingame  Club.  The 
dinner  was  given  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  McLaren's  par- 
ents, Mr   and  Mrs    Henry  Poett 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Roger  D.  Lapham  and  their  daughter. 
Miss  Carol  Lapham.  held  a  reception  at  their  new  home, 
formerly  the  residence  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander 
Brawner. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Forderer  was  recently  hostess 'at  a 
luncheon  for  members  of  the  debutante  set.  The  lun- 
cheon was  given  at  Miss  Forderer's  home. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  Powers  Symington  entertained  at 
dinner  at  their  home  in  San  Francisco  in  honor  of  Mr 
and  Mrs  Paul  Fagan. 

January  25  has  been  named  as  the  date  for  the  debut 
of  Miss  Margaret  Hanchett.  Mr.  and  Mrs  Lewis  Han- 
chett  will  give  a  tea  for  their  debutante  daughter  on  this 
date  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Mrs  Edward  Bosqui  entertained  several  members  of 
the  debutante  group  at  a  luncheon  at  the  Francesca 
Club  recently.  Miss  Harriet  Holbrook  was  guest  of 
honor. 

Mr  Gordon  Armsby  entertained  at  an  interesting 
luncheon  in  January  at  his  ranch  home  in  the  Carmel 
Valley. 

In  honor  of  her  niece.  Miss  Patricia  Tobin,  Mrs.  Tobin 
Clark  gave  a  dinner  party  at  the  Clark  home  in  San 
Mateo  preceding  the  Spinsters'  Ball. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  gave  a  "baby  party"  at 
the  Burlingame  Country  Club  in  honor  of  their  debu- 
tante niece.  Miss  Patricia  Tobin. 

Mrs.  Ferdinand  Thieriot  also  honored  Miss  Tobin. 
who  is  her  niece,  with  an  elaborate  affair  at  the  de  Young 
home  on  California  street.  This  occasion  was  a  New- 
Year's  Eve  party  and  a  "radio  program"  was  the  enter- 
tainment feature  of  the  evening  Mr.  Peter  McBean  was 
host  to  Miss  Tobin  at  dinner  before  the  party  entertain- 
ing his  guests  at  the  McBean  home. 

Another  important  occasion  planned  in  honor  of  Miss 
Patricia  Tobin  was  the  Spanish  ball  given  by  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron  in  the  new  ballroom  of  the 
Cameron  house  in  Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edmunds  Lyman  gave  a  Sunday  lunch- 
eon for  Miss  Patricia  Tobin  at  the  Burlingame  Country- 
Club  during  January. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kilbourne  Moore  gave  a  dinner  dance 
at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  in  honor  of  Miss  Dorothy 
Bostwick. 


Preceding  the  New  Year's  Eve  ball  given  by  Mr- 
Ferdinand  Thieriot.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  B  Hender- 
son entertained  at  dinner  at  their  apartments  in  Powell 
street. 

Many  farewell  affairs  were  given  for  Miss  Julia  Van 
Fleet  shortly  before  her  departure  for  New  York  where 
her  marriage  to  Mr  Allyn  Ward  Maxwell  will  take 
place.  Mrs  Mark  Gerstle  Jr..  Mr  and  Mrs.  Charles 
Warren  Hunt  Jr.,  Mrs  Alfred  Oyster,  and  Mrs,  James 
Rupert  Mason  were  among  the  many  who  honored  Mi  — 
Van  Fleet  before  her  departure 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Miss  Anne  Howard  was  at  Pau.  France,  when  last 
heard  trom.  visiting  her  cousin,  Mr-  Anthony  Bryan 
and  Captain  Bryan. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Gayle  Anderton  are  spending  the  winter 
in  Switzerland,  enjoying  the  winter  sports 

Miss  Evelyn  Barron  has  returned  to  her  Paris  apart- 
ment after  spending  some  time  in  London.  Miss  Barron 
will  return  to  California  in  the  spring. 

Miss  .Azalea  Hastings,  the  daughter  of  Mr  and  Mrs. 
Harry  Hastings  of  England,  formerly  of  San  Francisco. 
made  her  debut  on  New  Year's  Day  at  the  West  Somer- 
set Hunt  Club  in  England  Mr  and  Mrs  Louis  Brugiere 
i;ave  a  dinner  party  for  the  debutante  before  the  ball 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  Rice  Bostwick  and  their  two 
daughters  left  for  the  East  and  Europe  on  January  II. 
They  will  travel  on  the  Continent  for  several  months, 
returning  to  California  in  summer. 

Miss  Laura  Coffey  was  one  of  a  partv  of  San  Francis- 
cans who  left  on  January  7  for  the  East  and  Europe.  Dr. 
and  Mrs.  Bricca.  and  Miss  Marcella  Bricca  were  also  in 
the  party 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Robert  Watt  Miller  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Albert  Miller  spent  the  hoiidavs  in  Havana,  according 
to  letters  received  by  their  friends.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
Miller  were  met  later  in  New  York  bv  Mr.  and  Mrs, 
C.  O.  G.  Miller  and  they  proceeded  on  to  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Leib  (Arabella  Schwerin  Mc- 
Creey)  have  taken  an  apartment  at  Biarritz,  follow  ing 
their  motor  tour  of  Spain. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Daniel  C  Jackling.  who  are  cruising  the 
Mediterranean,  were  in  Cairo  at  Christmas. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Hill  Vincent  enjoved  the  winter 
sports  at  St.  Moritz  during  January. 

Mrs  Preston  Scott  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Nancv 
Scott,  have  left  for  Europe  They  will  join  Mrs.  Scott's 
son.  Mr.  Preston  Ames,  in  Paris  where  they  will  remain 
until  late  in  Spring. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  R.  Braden  were  in  Rome  at  last 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Miss  Beth  Sherwood,  who  is  in  New  York  at  present 
recently  took  part  in  a  benefit  performance  given  at  the 
Hotel  Plaza  in  the  interests  of  the  peace  work  of  the  In- 
ternational Council  of  Women. 

Mr.  Daulton  Mann  is  in  New  York  and  Mrs.  Mann 
will  join  him  in  the  East  this  month  and  establish  her 
new  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  G.  Raisch  are  visiting  in  New  York 
at  the  present  time,  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  William  B 
Foster  of  Forest  Hills. 

Miss  Mariedna  Clay  of  Piedmont  was  one  of  the 
bridesmaids  at  the  wedding  of  Miss  Anne  Crawford  to 
John  B.  Ballantine  in  New  York  City.  Miss  Clay  has 
since  announced  her  own  engagement. 

Mrs.  Charles  Crocker  was  among  the  hostesses  at 
Pierre's  on  the  evening  following  the  Army-Notre  Dame 
football  game. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Cyril  McNear  were  among  the  guests  at 
a  supper  party  given  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eliot  Benedict  of 
East  Seventy-second  street  in  honor  of  Henri  Deering 
the  pianist. 

Mrs.  Charles  B.  Alexander  gave  a  brilliant  dinner 
party  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arnold  Whitridge.  Mr 
\\  hitndge  has  just  been  appointed  to  a  new  diplomatic 
post  in  Guatemala. 

Mrs.  Wood  Armsby  was  one  of  the  guests  in  Mrs. 
Christian  R.  Holmes'  box  at  the  opera  recently. 

Colonel  and  Mrs  Arthur  F.  Schermerhorn  have  been 
at  "Spring  Lawn",  their  house  in  the  Berkshires.  for  a 
visit.  They  are  now  at  the  apartments  at  the  Barcaly. 

Comtesse  de  Buyere  was  one  of  the  guests  at  a  dinner 
party  given  in  the  East  by  the  French  .Ambassador  and 
Mme.  Qaudel. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Ray  Lyman  Wilbur  spent  two  davs  in 
New  York  recently,  making  the  Hotel  Pennsylvania 
their  headquarters. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

\  (r.  and  Mrs.  James  Rupert  Mason  spent  several  days 
in  Los  .Angeles  recently 

Judge  and  Mrs.  F  M.  Angelotti  and  their  daughter 
Miss  Marion  Angelotti,  enjoyed  a  sojourn  at  Palni 
Springs. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Grant  Black  visited  in  Santa  Barbara 
recently,  guests  of  Mrs.  W.  A.  Clark. 

Mr, and  Mrs  Willard  Chamberlin  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Howard  Spreckels  spent  several  days  at  the  Santa  Bar- 
bara Biltmore  recently. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Lindsay  Howard  were  among  the  group 
of  San  Franciscans  who  went  south  for  the  polo  tourna- 
ment at  the  Midwick  Club. 

Mrs.  John  B.  Casserly  spent  several  days  in  Santa 
Barbara  with  her  sister.  Mrs.  William  P.  Nelson,  and 
Mr  Nelson  recently.  Mrs.  Casserly  motored  south  with 
the  Hon,  Mrs.  Alfred  Lyttleton,  G.  B.  E..  and  her 
daughter,  Lady  Craik  of  London. 


24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


If  a  certain  member  of  the  latest  group 
of  lawyers  that  was  turned  out  at 
one  of  our  nearby  universities  does  not 
go  far  in  the  legal  profession,  every  one 
has  our  permission  to  make  faces  and 
throw  rocks  at  us.  His  first  case  was 
slated  to  come  up  before  a  local  Judge 
who  is  noted  for  his  positive  opinions 
and  domineering  disposition. 

"Don't  question  his  word  about  any- 
thing," his  lawyer  friends  counselled. 
"Agree  with  anything  he  says  even  if  it 
is  detremental  to  your  case.  Take  another 
tack  and  come  back  at  it  from  another 
angle  If  you  cross  him  you'll  get  no- 
where." 

Determined  to  win  this  first  case,  the 
young  lawyer  did  as  he  had  been  advised. 
Whatever  the  Judge  said  was  perfectly 
all  right  with  him  All  went  well  until 
the  lawyer  attempted  to  read  something 
from  Blackstone  to  the  court 

The  Judge's  eyes  narrowed.  "You 
don't  have  to  read  anything  to  me,"  he 
snapped  irritably.  "I  know  the  Law." 

The  young  lawyer  was  much  taken 
aback.  He  felt  that  it  would  greatly 
enhance  his  chances  of  winning  the 
case  if  he  were  allowed  to  read  the 
opinion. 

"Yes,  I  know  that  you  know  the 
law,  your  honor,"  he  said  atter  a 
few  moments  hesitation,  "but 
just  to  clarify  the  issue  I  want  to 
read  for  you  what  this  damn  fool 
Blackstone  has  to  say  about  it." 


Chewing  gum  has  long  been 
one  of  the  great  institutions 
of  American  life.  It  has  made  one 
of  our  best  known  millionaires  and 
has  enriched  countless  others  not  so 
well  known.  It  has  built  skyscrap- 
ers of  commanding  height  and 
beauty.  It  has  given  poor  but  am- 
bitious young  swimmers  fame, 
fortune  and  movie  contracts.  Out 
of  the  necessity  of  keeping  chewing 
gum  before  the  public,  have  been 
born  sublime  triumphs  of  Ameri- 
can Advertising  Art. 

For  all  of  this,  though,  gum 
chewing  has  always  been  a  sort  of 
secret  social  sin.  Persons  of  shallow 
mentality,  common  tastes  or  of 
doubtful  social  and  moral  standing 
are,  according  to  popular  associa- 
tion, inveterate  and  somewhat 
noisy  gum  chewers.  It  is  only  in 
recent  years  that  the  socially  well 
bred  and  the  intelligentsia  have 
practiced  the  habit  more  or  less  in 
privacy.  Before  going  out  in  com- 
pany or  in  public,  one  threw  one's 


gum  away.  One  did  not  tuck  it  away  on 
the  underside  of  chairs  or  tables  for 
future  reference — a  habit  of  those  of  low 
taste. 

But  it  has  been  discovered  by  those 
who  devote  themselves  to  profound  re- 
searches in  the  interests  of  American 
Advertising  Art  that  an  old  Aztec 
beauty  secret  was  the  daily  chewing  of 
gum  to  ward  off  flabby  wrinkles  about 
the  mouth.  This  momentous  and  inval- 
uable bit  of  science  is  currently  set  forth 
in  full  page  advertisements  in  such 
swanky  publications  as  Harper's  Bazaar 
and  Vanity  Fair.  Gum  manufacturers 
have  hitherto  confined  themselves  to  the 
confession,  movie  and  wood  pulp  maga- 
zines, to  newspapers  and  bill  boards, 
which  as  everyone  knows,  have  great 
weight  with  flappers  and  the  proletariat, 
who  constitute  99 c~}  of  the  gum  chew- 
ing public.  Never  before  has  gum  adver- 
tising appeared  in  the  elegant  publica- 
tions of  the  haute  monde,  nor  delved 
into  the  wisdom  of  ancient  civilizations. 
Wherefore,  the  complete  social  elevation 


Grippe  ff 


of  gum  is,  indeed,  begun  and  will  shortly 
be  an  established  fact. 

While  the  Christmas  eve  festivities 
that  took  place  in  Union  Square 
were  in  progress,  a  lad  who  looked  about 
eleven  or  twelve  was  leaning  against  the 
buffalo  fence  which  a  vigilant  civic 
board  had  erected  to  keep  people  off  the 
grass.  He  looked  longingly  at  the  lush 
grass  inside  and  then,  with  a  shrug  of 
his  shoulders  he  sagged  back  against  the 
fence  as  restfully  as  possible,  produced  a 
cigarette  and  lit  it.  He  had  taken  perhaps 
three  puffs  when  a  stout,  bespectacled 
lady  of  middle  age  approached  him. 

"Does  your  father  know  you  are  smok- 
ing, little  boy?"  she  inquired,  bitingly. 

The  boy  regarded  her  open-mouthed. 
He  took  a  few  more  puffs  from  his  cig- 
arette and  looked  her  up  and  down 
steadily.  Suddenly  he  caught  sight  of  the 
wedding  ring  on  her  hand. 

"You're  a  married  woman7"  he  said. 

"I  am,"  snapped  the  woman,  "if 
that's  any  of  your  business,  young  man." 
"Then,"  the  boy  snapped  right 
back,  "does  your  husband  know 
you  speak  to  strange  men7" 


After  listening  to  a  great  deal 
L  of  hullabaloo  in  connection 
with  the  question  of  subsidizing 
university  athletes,  we  come  to  the 
conclusion  that  the  whole  business 
was  merely  another  situation  in 
which  theory  and  practice  are  fun- 
damentally and  inconveniently  op- 
posed to  each  other,  as  in  the  case 
of  prohibition,  politics,  Democ- 
racy and  peace  conferences.  In 
theory  the  schools  are  opposed  to 
subsidies.  In  practice  they  find 
them  convenient  and,  under  the 
prevailing  order  of  things,  indis- 
pensable. The  theory  is,  therefore, 
upheld  with  much  shouting.  The 
practice,  if  ever  publicly  discussed, 
is  condemned. 

We  seem  to  be  sustained  in  our 
conclusion  upon  reading  the  pro- 
ceedings of  the  Fifth  Annual  Con- 
vention of  the  National  Students' 
Federation  of  America,  which  met 
a  few  days  ago  on  the  Stanford 
campus.  This  occasion  brought 
together  145  delegates  from  80 
American  colleges,  who  unan- 
imously adopted  a  resolution 
against  direct  or  indirect  subsidies 
to  college  athletes  or  the  favoring 
of  athletes  when  giving  employ- 
ment on  the  campus. 


JANUARY.  1930 

The  convention  also  dipped  into  na- 
tional and  international  affairs  By  way 
of  something  special,  it  was  addressed  by 
the  worthy  George  Creel,  Chairman  of 
the  Public  Information  Commission 
during  the  war.  From  Mr.  Creel's  dis- 
course we  learn  that  America  is  really  a 
nation  of  dreamers;  that  Wall  Street, 
Rotary  and  materialism  are  superficial, 
passing  phases  to  which  no  importance 
can  be  attached  in  understanding  America 
and  its  people.  We  are  further  informed 
that  the  thing  that  made  America  uni- 
versally esteemed  after  the  war  was  the 
conviction  that,  out  of  the  victory 
would  come  world  peace  and  world 
brotherhood. 

Mr.  Creel  and  the  Convention  in 
general  said  ever  so  many  other  lovely 
things.  But  at  this  point,  we  stop  to 
remark  —  how  very  interesting  —  and 
amusing ! 


This  may  be  only  political  propa- 
ganda and  we  can't  vouch  for  its 
veracity  but  the  fellow  who  recounted  it 
to  us  swore  that  he  was  an  ear  witnessto 
the  incident 

Two  members  ot  the  Board  of  Super- 
visors, according  to  our  informer,  were 
discussing  how  strict  had  been  their  early 
religious  training  and  how  they  had  de- 
parted from  it  in  late  years. 

Said  one:  "I  don't  believe  you  even 
remember  the  Lord's  Prayer,  do  you?" 

"Oh,  yes,  I  do,"  boasted  the  other, 
"I'm  not  such  a  backslider  as  that." 

The  first  one  replied:  "I'll  bet"a  dollar 
you  cannot  say  the  Lord's  Prayer  straight 
through." 

The  other  promptly  declared  that  he 
would  win  that'dollar  and,  after  a  mo- 
ment's thoughtful  hesitation,  repeated 
slowly : 

"Now  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep, 
I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to  keep. 
If  I  should  die  before  I  wake, 
I  pray  the  Lord  my  soul  to  take." 
"By  Jove,"  said  the  first  one,  "here  is 
the  dollar;  I  didn't  think  you  could  do 
it. 


In  view  of  the  visit  of  Edna  St. 
Vincent  Millay  to  San  Francisco,  and 
her  recital  at  the  Community  Playhouse 
this  month,  may  we  not  hope  that  inter- 
est in  her  work  wilFbe'so  stimulated  as 
to  bring  about  production  of  "The 
King's  Henchman"  during  the  next 
Opera  season? 

Such  renewed  interest  is  deserved.  For 
may  we  venture  to  assert  that  Edna 
Millay  is  one  of  the  greatest  living  poet 
of  the  English  language?  Some  critics 
have  held  otherwise  .  .  .  but  Millay  is 
the  one  poet  with  a  truly  universal 
appeal. 


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At  the  Knox  Shop 
excl  usively  i  n 
San  Francisco  .  .  . 


MCAFEE'S 

London   -  Made 

Shoes  for  Men 

These  are  the  shoes  that 
are  known  'round  the 
world  as  the  world's  fin- 
est. Included  in  the  pres- 
entation are  wonderful 
golf  shoes,  and  extra- 
ordinarily smart  styles 
for  business  and  formal 
wear.  Also,  riding  boots. 

KNOX 

51       GRANT      AVENUE 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Air  Prospects 


Aviation  Country  Clubs  and  the  Light  Aircraft  Market 

by  HARVEY  WILLIAMS 


Investors  in  aviation  securities  and 
those  actively  engaged  in  the  indus- 
try, have  given  up  the  idea  of  quick  and 
easy  profits  and  are  putting  new  creative 
energy  into  their  work.  Aircraft  pro- 
ducers and  operators  are  intent  upon 
products  and  services  that  will  meet 
with  public  approval,  and  they  are  syste- 
matically developing  more  effective  sell- 
ing methods.  Even  the  conservative 
thinkers  regard  the  present  condition  as 
satisfactory.  Aviation  Country  Clubs 
are  directly  in  line  with  this  movement 
of  sound  and  substantial  growth 

The  light  aircraft  induscry  has  for 
some  time  recognized  the  tact  that  it 
must  depend  to  a  large  extent  on  the 
aviation  schools  to  develop  a  popular 
market  for  its  products.  Except  in  a  few 
cases,  the  managements  of  flying  schools 
have  not  made  special  appeals  for  stu- 
dents from  groups  of  men  with  leisure 
and  sufficient  means  to  own  and  operate 
airplanes  for  sport  and  business  purposes. 
Aviation  Country  Clubs  are  doing  this 
very  important  thing.  The  Clubs  are 
selling  private  flying  to  people  who  can 


afford  it  Selling  aviation  to  people  who 
cannot  at  the  moment  afford  it  will 
bring  results  later  when  airplanes,  their 
operation  and  maintenance  are  cheaper 
But  the  immediate  necessity  is  to  stimu- 
late sales  of  small  airplanes  already  built 
or  for  which  manufacturing  facilities 
have  been  set  up 

Aviation  Country  Clubs  have  recog- 
nized the  fact  that  it  is  much  harder  to 
recruit  mature  people  of  means  for  the 
ranks  of  flying  schools  than  it  is  to  enlist 
young  men  and  girls  with  nothing  but 
enthusiasm  The  Clubs  are  wisely  meet- 
ing the  natural  resistance  of  mature  con- 
servatism by  providing  surroundings  not 
unlike  those  to  which  all  successful  men 
and  women  are  accustomed  A  hangar, 
flying  field,  and  some  airplanes  constitute 
the  only  marked  difference  between  the 
Long  Island  club,  for  example,  and  any 
other  modest  country  club. 

Nearly  all  of  Aviation  Country  Clubs' 
members  are  men  actively  engaged  in 
industrial  or  commercial  enterprises 
Although  they  may  begin  flying  as  a 
pastime  or  as  a  sport  they  will  soon  be 


thinking  of  practical  uses  for  the  airplane 
to  further  their  own  interests.  The  pub- 
lisher will  become  personally  aware  of 
the  advantages  of  air  distribution  of  his 
newspapers;  the  executive  will  begin  to 
provide  airplanes  for  company  business 
travel ;  service  department  managers  will 
send  representatives  in  their  own  air- 
planes to  answer  calls.  Thus,  many  uses 
for  commercial  airplanes  come  to  mind 
Each  usage  will  gain  followers,  because 
of  the  necessity  to  meet  competition, 
until  aircraft  in  substantial  numbers  are 
performing  the  commercial  services  for 
which  they  are  obviously  suited 

The  Long  Island  unit  of  Aviation 
Country  Clubs,  already  well  established 
and  being  viewed  as  a  model  for  the 
growing  national  organization,  has 
established  a  remarkable  and  probably 
unequaled  record  in  light  aircraft  sales 

During  1929,  54  of  a  total  1S0  mem- 
bers affiliated  with  the  Long  Island  unit 
purchased  airplanes  for  private  use.  The 
54  airplanes  totaled  in  purchase  price 
$584,540,  or  slightly  less  than  $11,000 
each.    Orders    for   the   ships   were   dis- 


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JANUARY,  1930 

tributed  among  nineteen  manufacturers. 
More  than  $1,000,000  worth  of  air- 
planes were  purchased  by  members  of 
Aviation  Clubs  last  year 

Although  aircraft  production  showed 
L  an  increase  of  35  to  40  per  cent  in 
1929  over  192S,  last  year's  output  of 
between  6,000  and  7,000  planes  was 
only  50  per  cent  of  estimates  made  earlv 
in  the  year  There  are  several  reasons 
why  these  estimates  were  not  reached, 
but  two  are  particularly  significant 

First,  the  light  aircraft  manufacturers 
as  a  group  do  not  seem  to  have  made 
sufficient  effort  to  sell  the  public  on  the 
safety,  comfort,  and  advantages  of  pri- 
vate flving  tor  business  and  pleasure 
These  manufacturers  appear  to  be  aware 
of  the  need  tor  such  effort  and  are  plan- 
ning accordingly,  as  witness  their  in- 
creasing advertising  in  popular  publica- 
tions 

Second,  it  is  the  belief  of  many 
thoughtful  laymen  that  the  present  types 
of  small  aircraft  are  not  designed  with 
the  stability,  ease  of  handling,  and  com- 
fort necessary  to  make  them  feel  able  to 
operate  such  craft  with  confidence  while 
gaining  experience.  The  Guggenheim 
Safe  Aircraft  Competition  is  our  best 
evidence  of  conscious  effort  toward  im- 
provement in  this  direction. 

But  the  fact  remains  that  there  are 
fewer  pilots  in  the  United  States  than 
there  are  airplanes.  As  of  December  31, 
1928,  there  were  5,100  licensed  and 
identified  planes  and  4,Soo  licensed 
pilots,  or  96  per  cent  as  manv  pilots  as 
planes  In  the  first  six  months  of  1929 
there  were  2,854  commercial  planes 
manufactured,  2,330  licensed  and  iden- 
tified, and  1,874  pilots  licensed  The 
number  of  pilots  licensed  was  66  per 
cent  of  the  planes  manufactured  and  Si 
per  cent  of  the  planes  licensed  and  iden- 
tified, which  resulted  in  the  number  of 
licensed  pilots  being  reduced  to  90  per 
cent  of  the  planes  licensed  and  identified 
as  of  June  30,  1929.  It  can  readily  be 
seen  that  the  number  of  pilots  must  in- 
crease at  a  considerably  higher  rate  it  air- 
plane production  is  also  to  be  stepped  up 
to  any  such  rate  as  was  estimated  during 
the  early  part  of  this  year. 

The  production  of  transport  and  com- 
bat aircraft  is  supported  by  established 
airway  operators,  and  by  the  Army  and 
Navy.  Air  transportation  for  the  most 
part,  has  the  assured  support  of  air  mail 
poundage,  and  increasing  passenger 
travel.  But  light  aircraft  builders  must 
depend  on  increased  popularity  of  private 
flying  and  on  further  development  of 
commercial  flving  The  work  of  Avia- 
tion Country  Clubs  is  and  will  be  a  valu- 
able influence  for  the  advancement  of 
their  market. 


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28 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


A  Farewell  to  Books 


Harassing  Details  of  an  Editorial  Conference 

by  BETH  WENDEL 


l^Tow,  Beth  this  is  January  and  .  .  . 

m  it  is? 

All  reviewers  are  making  lists  of  the 
twelve  best  books  of  the  year. 

They  are? 

Yes,  they  are,  and  you  must  make 
your  list  at  once — to-day! 

To-day? 

You  know  very  well  that  we  went  to 
press  a  week  ago. 

We  did? 

Certainly,  and  we  are  practically  off 
the  press. 

Practically  off? 

I  told  you  ten  days  ago  that  all  copy 
should  be  in  the  following  day. 

That's  tomorrow,  isn't  it? 

No,  Mrs.  Wendel,  it  is  nine  days  ago. 

It  is? 

Come,  come,  tell  me  what  you  con- 
sider the  twelve  best  books  of  the  year. 
All  Quiet  On  The  Western  Front? 
Scarlet  Sister  Mary?  The  Return  Ot  The 
Fugitive?  Elizabeth  and  Essex?  Henry 
The  Eighth?  Dark  Journey?  She  Stoops 
To  Folly?  Galaxy?  The  Natural  Mother? 
Wolf  Solent?  John  Brown's  Body?  Carl 
and  Anna? 


They  are? 

I'm  asking  you 

What? 

You  know  very  well  that  all  reviewers 
will  make  lists  of  what  they  consider  the 
best  books ! 

Then  why  can't  I  wait  and  copy  their 
lists? 

How  can  you  suggest  a  thing  like 
that?  Didn't  I  tell  you  that  I  must  have 
it  at  once?  With  the  exception  of  your 
material,  the  dummy  is  complete. 

Now  you  are  being  mean  to  me.  I  bet 
you  wont  even  get  me  passes  for  Argen- 
tina or  let  me  interview  Edna  St 
Vincent  Millay.  All  you  tell  me  to  do  is 
make  out  lists,  and  making  lists  is  what 
caused  all  my  trouble.  Yeh,  I  made  out  a 
list,  a  great  big,  fine,  long  list,  and  the 
day  after  Christmas,  when  people 
thanked  me,  they  said,  "I  only  gave 
children  and  servants  this  year  "  I'll 
never  make  out  another  list,  I  wont. 

But  this  is  a  list  of  books,  Beth  If  you 
can't  think  of  twelve,  name  six. 

Six? 

Or  three 

Three? 


Well,  then,  just  name  one!  Whenever 
I'm  around,  you're  always  talking  about 
books — 

Sure — 

And  now  you  can't  even  give  me  the 
name  ot  one  good  book. 

The  only  book  I  can  think  of  at 
present  isn't  good. 

What  is  it? 

My  Check  Book. 

Your  Check  Book?  Ah,  I  think  I  un- 
derstand. 

No,  sir,  I  don't  believe  that  you  can. 
It  is  dizzier  than  James  Joyce. 

Why  James  Joyce  is  the  greatest  living 
writer 

Yeh?  well,  he  wont  be  the  greatest 
dead  one.  I'm  really  very  sorry,  dear 
Editor,  that  I  can  think  only  of  my 
Check  Book  this  month,  but  it's  poig- 
nant tragedy  is  with  me  day  and  night  It 
is  a  tale  of  the  artistic  temperament, 
generous  and  impulsive,  battling  with  a 
cold  world 

Ah  yes. 

In  the  beginning  of  the  book,  the 
figures  bore  considerable  interest.  Then 


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they  became  rather  carelessly  drawn, 
then  overdrawn. 

There  was  the  love  element,  too? 

Yes,  one  of  my  resolutions  for  1930  is 
Farewell  To  Arms.  When  I  think  of  all 
the  neckties,  mufflers,  handkerchiefs  .  .  . 

But  forget  it  all,  Beth,  and  think  of 
other  books. 

What  books7  My  Date  Book7  I  threw 
it  away  today. 

It  may  have  been  dull,  but  surely  it 
was  better  than  staying  home 

Oh  yes,  I  started  a  new  one,  a  pale 
green  one  this  time  My  telephone  num- 
ber is  Skyline  69S9.  Would  you  like  me 
to  review  the  Telephone  Book7  All 
Pacific  numbers  have  been  changed  to 
Skyline  or  Evergreen  Dial  the  first  two 
letters,  then  the  numbers.  If  your  finger 
slips  on  the  last  number,  start  in  all  over 
again.  If  you  want  to  swear  at  the  Oper- 
ator, even  if  it  is  your  own  fault,  dial 
the  letter  O.  If  you  want  to  send  a  tele- 
gram, write  instead.  If  you  want  the 
Police  Department  or  the  Fire  Depart- 
ment, Faint. 

S-s-sch!  Calm  down,  dear  one.  I  can 
see  that  you  need  a  good  rest  and  maybe 
a  tonic  and  some  iron  and  arsenic  shots. 
I  wont  bother  you  any  more  about  the 
twelve  best  books. 

Thank  you,  sir.  I  promise  that  it  will 
never  happen  again  All  my  material 
will  be  ready  on  time  this  year,  and 
what's  more,  I  promise'  to  review  only 
those  books  which  I  have  actually  read. 


Pinlofkin 

Continued  from  page  12 

re-christened  The  End  of  St.  Petersburg. 
Eisenstein  went  to  work  scientifically, 
with  his  famous  mass  structure  and 
dynamic  technique — emphasizing  the 
external  elements  of  drama.  Pudotkin 
concentrated  upon  the  intense  elements 
of  human  emotions,  his  completed  film 
became  an  orchestration  with  rhythm 
and  vision  where  art  and  space  are 
unified.  At  first  three  themes  struggle  for 
importance,  then  two,  finally  the  major 
cord  of  the  revolution  alone  remains. 

The  two  completed  films  of  the  1917 
Revolution  brought  a  repetition  of  the 
earlier  discussion  over  Potemhj.n  and 
Mother.  We  in  the  West  have  seen  The 
End  of  St.  Petersburg  and  have  con- 
tributed to  its  sensational  success — but 
the  fight  still  is  waging  on  the  New 
York  front  where  both  films  are  at 
present  exhibited.  Many  of  Eisenstein's 
followers,  who  have  never  heard  of 
Pudofkin,  are  bewildered,  for  opinion 
seems  to  be  swaying  unanimously  in 
favor  of  Pudofkin's  The  End  of  St. 
Petersburg. 

Eisenstein's  neo-classicism  builds  up 
to  a  metallic  climax  like  a  cry,  or  clash 
of  a  brass   band.    Pudofkin's   climaxes 

Continued  on  page  32 


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I    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK    | 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  10TH,  186S 

m  One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 

=  never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

B         Assets  over  $125,000,000.00         Deposits  over  $120,000,000.00 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,450,000.00 

=  Tlit- following  accounts  stand  on  the  Books  at  SI. 00  each,  viz.: 

Bank  Buildings  and  Lots    -   (Value  over  $1,925,000.00) 
Other  Real  Estate    -     -     -       (Value  over  $308,000.00)  M 

Pension  Fund      -     -     -      -       (Value  over  S670.000.C0) 

Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4J"4  per  cent  per  annum 
si  Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly 


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30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


"Sunset 
Limited" 

A  winter  trip  East 
thru  Summer-land 

Straight  across  the  legend- 
ary Southwest,  Spanish  be- 
fore it  was  American  . . . 
through  America's  newest 
winter  summer-land. 

The  "Sunset  Limited," 
famed  round  the  world, 
directly  serves  the  fashion- 
able desert  resorts  about 
Palm  Springs  and  Indio, 
the  guest  ranch  country  of 
Arizona. 

Go  one  way,  return  an- 
other on  "Sunset  Limited," 
"Overland  Limited"  or  the 
"Cascade."  Only  Southern 
Pacific  offers  the  choice  of 
four  great  routes. 

Southern 
Pacific 

E.W.CLAPP 

Gen.  Pass.  Traffic  Mgt 

San  Francisco 


Tin  Types 

Continued  from  page  10 

One  of  these  was  the  defense  of  Tirey 
Ford,  who  had  been  brought  to  trial  by 
Francis  Heney  for  jury  tampering,  an 
offense  also  charged  against  Ashe  While 
this  trial  was  in  progress,  Fremont 
Older,  editor  of  The  Bulletin,  instigator 
of  the  graft  exposure  and  leader  in  the 
clean  up  campaign,  was  kidnapped  but 
shortly  rescued  from  his  captors  Ashe 
was  arrested  and  indicted  for  engineering 
this  coup  The  charge,  like  a  great  many 
other  incidents  in  the  graft  trial,  came  to 
nothing.  The  kidnapping,  however, 
found  no  favor  with  Ashe's  chief,  Cal- 
houn In  a  heated,  private  session  Cal- 
houn denounced  Ashe  for  his  bungling 
tactics  in  staging  a  kidnapping  and  re- 
moved him  from  the  Tirey  defense 
Later,  though,  he  was  re-instated  as  a 
member  of  the  United  Roads'  legal 
staff. 

In  190S,  the  Bartnett  case,  another 
phase  of  the  clean  up  frenzy,  engaged 
Ashe  as  one  of  the  defense  counsel. 
Walter  J  Bartnett,  former  vice  president 
of  the  old  California  Safe  Deposit  and 
Trust  Company  was  charged  with  em- 
bezzling $90,000  worth  of  securities  and 
the  failure  of  the  institution  The  Dis- 
trict Attorney's  office  made  the  startling 
charge  that  the  affairs  of  the  defunct 
trust  company  had  been  managed  not  by 
business  principles  but  by  spiritualism 
Bartnett,  it  seemed,  was  "chosen"  to 
receive  messages  justifying  his  manage- 
ment or  rather  mismanagement  of  the 
company.  Bartnett,  the  District  Attor- 
ney's office  further  charged,  had  deliber- 
ately employed  spiritualism  to  deceive 
and  bend  his  credulous  associates  to  his 
will  without  putting  too  much  faith  in 
it  himself.  Accordingly,  the  jury  mem- 
bers were  closely  questioned  in  regard  to 
their  views  on  spiritualism. 

Testimony,  as  given  by  Bartnett's 
former  associates,  had  a  great  deal  to  do 
with  seances  in  which  a  spiritualistic 
syndicate  directed  the  trust  company's 
officers  in  its  management  and  as  to  how 
the  state  bank  commissioners  could  be 
deceived,  how  books  could  be  safely 
falsified  and  how  money  might  be  sud- 
denly materialized  to  make  up  short- 
ages. The  spiritualistic  syndicate  was 
composed  of  Collis  P.  Huntington,  Jay 
Gould  and  James  Fair  Huntington  was 
familiarly  designated  as  Uncle  Collis 
At  the  seances  Uncle  Collis  always  gave 
special  and  solicitious  attention  to  the 
bank's  affairs  and  the  welfare  of  its 
officials  Letters  of  Bartnett's  were  intro- 
duced in  which  he  made  mention  of 
spirit  messages  and  the  consulting  of 
Christian  Science  practitioners  to  relieve 
his  worries  oyer  the  bank  and  his  own 
precarious  position. 

Ashe  and  his  fellow  attorneys  sought 


WHERE 

QualityisHigh 

and 

Rates  are  Low 

The  Lexington  —  New 
York's  newest  hotel — is 
not  only  distinguished  for 
the  luxury  of  its  modern 
appointments  and  the  ex- 
tremely reasonable  rates, 
but  also  for  the  quality  of 
its  cuisine. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 

if.MSkl 

Each  with  private  bath  (tub  and  shower) 

circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
341  rooms  with  double  beds,         $^ 

1  person 

These  same  341  rooms  for  two         $  E 

persons ** 

229  rooms  with  twin  beds  $  A 

Either  one  or  two  persons     .  ** 

231  rooms  with  twin  beds  $  *9 

Either  one  or  two  persons     .  * 

Transient  or  permanent  accommodations 


Club  breakfast     .     .     .     75c 

Special  luncheon     .     .  $1.00 

Table  d'hote  dinner    .  $2.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

HOTEL 
LEXINGTON 

LEXINGTON  AVE.  at  48th  ST.      NEW  YORK  CITY 

Frank  Gregson,  Mgr.  Phone  MURray  Hill  740T 

Direction  of  American  Hotels  Corporation 

J.  Leslie  Kincaid,  President 


JANUARY,  1930 


31 


to  have  che  spiritualistic  clement  of  the 
case  ruled  out  but  they  were  never  wholly 
successful  in  this  It  persisted  in  bobbing 
up  to  the  immense  amusement  ol  court 
room  spectators  and  the  irritation  of 
Ashe  For  the  reporters  it  was  a  heaven 
sent  opportunity  The  public  fought  to 
buy  extras  as  thev  poured  from  the 
presses  and  shook  its  head  at  these  in- 
credible revelations  and  proceedings 
The  fury  deliberated  forty-five  minutes 
and  pronounced  Bartnett  guilty 

At  the  time  of  the  Preparedness  Day 
L  Parade,  Ashe  was  legal  counsel  for 
the  Chamber  ot  Commerce  He  was 
thus  associated  with  the  involved  pro- 
ceedings growing  out  ot  this  tragic  and 
hysterical  aftair 

During  the  late  war,  Ashe  joined  the 
Red  Cross  He  was  appointed  to  a  cap 
taincy  and  sent  to  France  There  he 
busied  himselt  and  gained  considerable 
prestige  driving  ambulances,  helping  in 
hospitals,  conveying  nurses  about  the 
country  and  seeking  out  San  Francisco 
boys  to  clasp  their  hand,  thump  them 
upon  the  back  and  otherwise  fortitv 
them  tor  the  struggle  to  preserve  Democ- 
racy to  the  world  And.  finally,  lest  it  be 
forgotten,  he  was  founder  ot  that  staid 
institution.  The  Familv  Club 


66 California9- 

Continued  from  page  14 

"Outdoor  Heritage"  to  John  Muir  but 
not  one  to  Mrs  Austin  It  is  a  sufficient 
comment  on  the  book  Even  Mrs.  San- 
chez is  not  tree  from  the  charge  ot  being 
incredibly  ignorant  of  the  California 
literarv  tradition.  She  tells,  verv  charm- 
ingly, the  story  of  Rezanov  and  yet 
never  so  much  as  mentions  Gertrude 
Atherton's  classic  novel  based  on  the 
story ! 

"O    Calitornians!      O     Ladies    and 
Gentlemen  !" 


verse 

fci  Drarol  Jh>  I  i-lon 

In  time  I  loo  -hall  turn 

To  another"-  lore, 

Shall  find  a  strange  delight 

In  being  faithless. 

W  hv  -liimlil  I  disdain 

A  new  and  potent  draught 

V>  ken  your  once  brimming  cup 

Lies  empt] . 


Mrs.  Gertrude  Wood  of  San  Francisco  and 
her   sister.   Mrs.    Dillingham    of   Honolulu 


a 


yy 


Such   fast  service, 
such  pleasant  trips 

...the  Matson  Fleet  bridges  the 
ocean    between    these   sisters 

Califoniians  have  long  known  that  Hawaii  is  just  "next 
door."'  Mrs.  Gertrude  Wood  of  San  Francisco  expresses 
this  unusually  well. 

"My  sister,  who  lives  in  Honolulu,  and  I  have  often 
commented  about  it:  We  really  aren't  far  separated."" 
Mrs.  Wood  says.  "The  Matson  Fleet  provides  such  fast 
and  frequent  service  between  her  home  and  mine,  so 
much  is  done  on  these  Matson  ships  to  make  the  journey 
a  pleasure,  that  we  find  ourselves  together  often/" 

Whether  you  choose  the  fast  Malolo  or  one  of  the  other 
Matson  liners,  you'll  find  a  sailing  to  suit  you  and 
enjoy  a  delightful  voyage.  Book  now  for  the  gay  spring 
months. 

MATSCN    LINE 

25  steamers  ....  fastest  service 

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\V   RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/  f„      .. 

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Once  upon  a  time  January  was  a  synon- 
omous  term  with  Annual  White  Sale  in 
the  minds  of  housekeepers  and  depart- 
ment stores  But  the  great  wave  of  color 
that  has  inundated  the  domestic  world 
raises  the  embarrassing  question  this 
season  .  .  "when  is  a  White  Sale  not  a 
White  Sale?"  Obviously  when  it's  a 
Color  Sale.  Very  well,  then,  we  as  pro- 
gressive moderns  are  willing  to  let  cus- 
toms be  bygones  when  we  do  our  linen 
replenishing  this  month.  From  now  on 
let  us  bathe,  eat  and  sleep  with  our  fa- 
vorite colors. 

And  why  not?  Not  just  because  it's  as 
easy  now  to  buy  colored  sheets  as  white 
ones,  and  a  bit  smarter,  but  because 
color  is  a  nice  thing  to  have  around. 
Lots  and  lots  of  it.  Just  as  a  great  armful 
of  flowers  is  better  than  a  solitary  blos- 
som, and  a  great  deal  more  apt  to  catch 
the  beauty-loving  eye. 


Of  course,  the  day  of  pioneering  in  color 
for  the  home  is  long  past  All  the  steps 
from  black  horsehair,  up  through  mul- 
berry curtains  and  polychrome  candle- 
sticks to  lemon  wood  furniture  and 
black  floors,  have  been  taken.  But,  alas, 
we  do  remain  conservative,  unoriginal, 
afraid  to  get  very  far  removed  from  the 
great  American  chesterfield  set.  We're 
colorful  in  spots,  quite  a  few  spots,  just 
as  much  as  Mrs.  Nextdoor  Neighbor, 
no  more.  But  now  that  the  ground's 
been  broken  there's  no  reason  at  all  why 
we  should  be  any  more  reticent  about 
expressing  our  inborn  love  of  color  than 
we  were  before  a  few  centuries  of  civili- 
zation gave  us  funny  ideas  about  being 
unobtrusively  drab 

You  can't  excuse  yourself  by  lack  of  ma- 
terial. It's  all  here  at  The  White  House. 
We've  been  talking  about  our  really  ex- 
cellent collection  of  pastel  sheets  for  a 
long  time,  now,  having  been  among  the 


first  to  promote  this  pleasing  feature  of 
the  twentieth  century.  If  you  haven't  so 
much  as  one  pair  to  your  name  as  yet 
you  have  no  legitimate  right  to  consider 
yourself  a  contemporary  or  this  age  And 
neither  have  you  experienced  the  deli- 
cious sensation  of  awakening  in  the 
sometimes  cold,  gray  dawn  to  a  rose 
colored  world,  or  a  refreshing  world  of 
cool  green,  as  the  case  (the  linen,  we 
mean)  may  be. 


Well,  and  then  what7  You  see,  the  idea 
grows.  Curtains  to  match,  we  mention 
in  passing,  since  our  Drapery  Shop  is 
one  of  those  delectable  places  of  chintz 
and  sheer,  ruffled  gauzes  and  brilliant 
modernistics  where  one  lingers  and  loi- 
ters. Equipped,  too,  to  carry  out  ideas  to 
the  last  efficient  degree.  Rugs,  too,  in 
any  period  from  Omar  Khayham  to 
Kem  Weber.  These,  of  course,  are  just 
side  interests  to  a  January  Color  Sale 

Bath  towels,  face  towels  and  the  un- 
touchable guest  towel  have  tried  out 
this  color  idea  until  they  would  be  quite  as 
much  at  home  in  our  Objects  of  Art  de- 
partment as  the  Linens.  Do  come  and 
see.  We  get  objectionably  poetical  trying 
to  do  word- portraits  of  them. 


w  i  / 


Don't  think  that  the  friendly  huck  towel 
is  scorned  in  this  company,  or  the  com- 
fortable cotton  sheet,  or  that  prices  are 
out  of  touch  with  this  thrifty,  material- 
istic period  in  which  we  live.  No!  Call 
it  a  White  Sale  or  a  Color  Sale,  our 
theme  song  remains  the  same  familiar 
tune  of  good  old  White  House  values, 
practical  to  the  end 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN  | 

Putlofkiii 

Continued  from  page  29 

have  the  harmony  of  a  stringed  orches-   | 
tra,  a  violin,  a  song  expressed  through 
the  medium  of  the  screen 

Two  new  productions  are  scheduled  j 
shortly  to  arrive  in  America.  Eisen- 
stein's  The  Qeneral  Line,  an  agricultural 
film  again  featuring  the  mass.  Structures 
that  ignore  style  and  convention — now 
an  individual  hurled  out  of  the  peasant 
mass  for  a  brief  appearance,  now  vanish- 
ing again  into  oblivion.  And  Pudofkin's 
Descendents  of  Jengiz  Khan,  a  theme 
that  appealed  to  his  highlv  sensitive 
imagination.  A  descendent  of  the  Khans 
himself,  who  could  be  more  capable  of 
conveying  this  fascinating  theme  to  the 
screen?  Pudofkin  gives  to  his  work  not 
one  moment  of  humanity — but  human- 
ity itself. 

Here  we  have  the  two  outstanding 
directors  who  have  stepped  out  of  the 
Soviet  film  firmament  to  challenge  the 
attention  of  the  Western  world.  Eisen- 
stein  is  soon  to  take  up  new  work  in 
Hollywood.  And  will  Pudofkin  follow? 

The  Year  In  Musie 

Continued  from  page  16 

viable  position  she  has  always  held. 
Both  ot  their  concerts  were  well  attended 
and  both  were  artistically  excellent, 
although  Galli-Curci  may  have  erred  a 
little  in  the  direction  of  frivolity,  when 
she  selected  her  program  What  she  sings 
makes  no  important  difference  in  the 
pleasure  of  listening  to  her.  Her  voice 
would  justify  anything  she  sang,  whether 
it  was  an  exercise,  a  bird  imitation  or  an 
intricate  aria. 

Alexander  Akimoff,  who  has  ex- 
pressed his  intention  ot  making  his  home 
here,  proved  to  have  a  splendid  voice 
and  an  engaging  personality.  His  voice 
is  round  and  bass,  with  enough  of  the 
baritone  qualities  to  make  it  responsive 
to  delicate  nuances  of  feeling.  Perhaps  he 
will  appear  here  in  opera  at  some  future 
date.  Dino  Borgioli  appeared  in  two  suc- 
cessful concerts.  His  coming  was  delayed 
for  a  month  or  more,  because  of  an 
injury  to  his  ankle,  sustained  in  Italy. 
Fortunately,  ankles  seem  to  have  no 
influence  on  voices,  in  his  case  at  least. 
The  perennial  John  McCormack  and 
another  Irishman,  John  Charles  Thomas, 
added  their  names  to  those  of  the  famous 
ones  who  had  previously  sung  from  the 
Dreamland  boxing-ring.  Thomas,  like 
De  Luca,  is  a  member  of  the  select  group 
of  concert-wise  baritones,  and  McCor- 
mack remains  as  he  always  was 

The  Young  People's  Symphony  As- 
sociation has  already  begun  its  sea- 
son's work,  which  will  be  carried  on 
throughout    the    winter.    The    concerts 


JANUARY,  1930 


33 


EL?! 


The  Bride:  Oh,  Harry!  I  phoned 
to  tell  you  the  had  news.  The  eook 
has  just  given  notice.  What  shall 
I  do,  dear? 

Harry:  First,  don't  worry.  And 
second,  just  as  soon  as  you  finish 
talking  to  me,  call  the  Examiner, 
ask  for  an  Ad-Taker  and  let  her 
help  you  write  your  ad.  You'll 
have  more  cooks  by  tomorrow 
night  than  the  Palace  Hotel. 


X  The  Examiner's  phone 
number,  bv  the  way,  is 
SU  tter  2424 — East  Bay, 
CLencourt  5442.  You 
mav    phone    vour   Want 

ULAd.' 


Do  you 


inspect    each    cut    of    meat 
you   buy? 

Does  your  grocer  know  you 
will  accept  nothing  but  the 
choicest  foods? 

Only  food  bought  with  meti- 
culous care  is  served  at  the 
Post  Street  Cafeteria  .  .  and 
the  care  in  selection  is  just 
the  preface  to  the  fine  cook- 
ing at  this  colorful  cafeteria 
where  "only  the  best  is 
counted  good  enough." 

Come  today  and  you'll 
come   again    lomoroir! 


Post  Street 
Cafeteria . . 

62  Post  Street 


proper,  which  will  he  performed  hy  the 
Symphony  Orchestra  under  che  direction 
ot  Wheeler  Beckett,  have  not  yet  begun 
A  tea,  given  during  the  fall,  served  to 
introduce  some  promising  young  mu- 
sicians, notably  Ruth  Julia  Slenczynski, 
a  four  year  old  baby  of  whom  it  may  be 
said  that  it  is  less  remarkable  that  she 
plays  the  piano  well  than  that  she  plays 
at  all  She  plays  very  well  indeed,  and 
seems  to  be  not  a  prodigy,  but  a  genius, 
who  will  be  fit  to  be  classed  with  Yehudi 
in  a  few  years,  as  a  reason  for  local  pride 
The  Young  People's  Symphony  has  al- 
ready produced  more  than  enough  artis- 
tic results  to  justify  its  existence,  and  has, 
in  a  few  years,  become  a  public  institu- 
tion. 

Three  opera  companies  will  appear 
here  during  the  winter  and  early  spring. 
One,  the  Pacific  Coast,  will  be  composed 
entirely  ot  local  singers,  as  usual ;  another 
the  Columbia,  will  present  the  standard 
operas  with  some  reputable  singers  of 
more  scattered  residential  affiliations, 
and  the  last,  a  German  Opera  Company, 
will  give  a  season  the  like  of  which  has 
not  been  heard  here  for  twenty-five 
years.  The  entire  "Nibelungenlied,"  the 
"Flying  Dutchman"  and  "Tristan  and 
Isolde,"  topped  of!  with  a  Saturday 
matinee  performance  of  Mozart's  "Don 
Juan"  will  be  a  gorgeous  Wagnerfest 
which  has  been  denied  us  for  far  too  long. 

Taere  were  certain  unforgettable  ex- 
periences in  the  music  last  fall — 
Gregor  Piatigorsky's  'cello  concert,  for 
instance,  and  Jacques  Thibaud's  eloquent 
violin.  These  are  surely  two  of  the 
greatest  of  contemporary  instrumental- 
ists, each  deserving  of  the  highest  praise. 
The  English  Singers  were  charming, 
voices,  repertoire  and  all,  and  Kathleen 
Parlow  added  to  her  artistic  reputation 
at  each  of  her  appearances.  Kochanski 
and  Friedman  brought  some  quality  at 
the  same  time  tenable  and  illusive  to  the 
poetry  of  the  "Kreutzer  Sonata."  The 
San  Francisco  Opera  Company's  produc- 
tion of  "Trovatore"  will  go  down  in 
history,  triumphantly  carrying  Meisle's 
Qypsy  and  Lauri-Volpi's  thrillingly 
bloodthirsty  Di  Qitclla  Peri  with  it. 
Rethberg  was  a  marvelous  Aida. 

There  were  other  happenings  that 
were  just  as  impressive;  Horowitz,  play- 
ing a  Chopin  etude,  and  bowing  gra- 
ciously to  the  pitcher  of  the  aforemen- 
tioned gardenias  The  Loring  Club 
chorus  singing  a  negro  spiritual,  and 
Ruth  May  Friend's  amusing  encore  at 
the  same  concert;  Elly  Ney's  impressive 
hair,  and  her  dramatic  pianistic  on- 
slaughts— each  of  these  things  contrib 
uted,  in  some  degree,  to  the  fall  season, 
which  was,  perhaps,  more  comprehen- 
sive than  usual,  and  which  added  a 
creditable  chapter  to  the  city's  musical 
history. 


This  Roos  coat  of 
genuine  Polocloth 
is  priced  at  $125 ... 

And  the  worst  of  it  is  that  if  you  ever 

buy  one  you  are  almost  spoiled   for 

any  lesser  coat.. .But  you'll  learn  a  lot 

about  the  virtue  of  a  real  camel's 

hair  garment. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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— and  I  resolve  to  be 

more  thoughtful  —  to 

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send   flowers    more 

often  to  the  wife,  my 

mother  and  all  those 

to  -whom  such  express 

sions  of  my  regard 

ynean  much." 


Such  a  resolution    is  easily 

kept  if  you  avail  yourself  of 

the  personal  services  of 


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AS  TO  STYLE 

I'm  just  revelling  in  the  excitement 
that  exists  at  all  gatherings  of  fair 
ladies.  It's  the  long  skirt  and  the  new 
silhouette.  The  girl  with  the  dumpy 
figure  bursts  forth  into  a  willowy  affair 
that  makes  you  ponder  why  you  haven't 
seen  her  before.  It's  just  like  seeing  every- 
body all  over  again,  and  through  a  very 
Battering  lens. 

One  thing  that  must  be  done  right 
away  is  to  thumb  back  to  page  66  of  an 
old  Godey  magazine  and  find  out  just 
how  the  long  skirt  was  handled  on  the 
dance  floor.  Saturday  night  at  Mark 
Hopkins  with  its  lovely  setting,  the 
swishing,  floating  draperies  of  the  new 
gowns  added  to  its  beauty  Everybody 
was  on  the  floor  at  the  first  strains  of 
Anson  Weeks'  compelling  orchestra. 
Immediately  I  saw  that  the  gowns  were 
too  long  in  back  to  escape  Hiram's  num- 
ber twelves,  and  too  short  to  hold  grace- 
fully. With  that  little  matter  ironed  out 
we  are  a  long  way  on  the  right  road. 

There  is  unlimited  opportunity  for 
grace  and  the  boxy  figure  is  no  more. 
Praise  be  Allah ! 

The  radical  change  in  dress  this  season 
makes  it  almost  imperative  to  con- 
sult "some  one  who  knows."  At  several 
recent  society  fashion  shows  knowing 
was  sadly  lacking  but  we  can  be  some- 
what lenient  during  the  transition. 

The  old  dressy  Monday  luncheon  and 
tea  at  the  St  Francis  Hotel  seems  re- 
vived. Often  I've  just  sat  and  watched 
them  come  and  go  but  today  I  was  ab- 
sorbing with  the  keen  eye  of  a  critic. 
Jacket  suits  a  plenty  but  none  that  dis- 
turbed my  restful  position.  .  .  More 
long  skirts,  graceful  alluring  .  The 
inevitable  fox  slantwise  across  the 
shoulder. 

Why  doesn't  some  one  appear  on  the 
scene  and  compel  my  out  of  town  guest 
to  exclaim  "So  this  is  San  Francisco!" 

It's  quite  a  business  and  a  pleasure  to 
witness — this  extending  of  the  courtesy 
of  luncheon  or  tea.  The  crowd  is  on  its 
toes  so  to  speak.  In  the  vernacular  of 
the  bay  "It's  good  to  do." 

"I  beg  your  pardon  waiter — my 
fault,"  but  I  just  must  see  her.  My  big 
moment  has  arrived.  Gracious  lady, 
pause  a  moment  while  I  appraise.  .  .  In- 
finitesimal black  and  white  check;  full 
circular  skirt  dipping  in  the  back;  egg 
shell  blouse  of  chiffon  elaborately  shirred 
to  mould  the  figure;  eton  jacket  Thin 
black  felt  hat  off  the  face;  large  pearl 
drops  hanging  long  on  the  ears;  black 
suede  pumps;  black  suede  bag,  and  an 
intriguing  though  small  belt  of  cut  jet 
at  the  waist  line. 

Lady  you're  perfect  and,  now,  so  is 
my  day! 

— By  Molly  Merkley 


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Francis  Drake  have  an  atmosphere  of 
a  distinctive  club  .  .  .  colorful  linen, 
sparkling  silver,  faultless,  unobtrusive 
service. 

Private  dining  rooms  attractively 
adapted  for  bridge  luncheons  and 

other  intimate  social  affairs. 

Excellent  facilities  for  dancing  parties. 

Luncheon  .  . .  $i. 

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FRANCISCO 

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and 

distinguished 

hotel-home 

than 


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Monthly  rates  for 
a  number  of  de- 
sirable suites  are 
now  in  effect. 

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Luncheons  served 

from    11:30  to  1 
Tea  from  3  to  5 

Dinner  served  from  5:30  to  7 

Club  tlinners  and  evening  parties 
by  appointment 

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HAVE  VOI    UK  Alt  l»? 

Chant  of  the  Jungle  This  is  excel 
lent  and  sounds  just  the  way  you'd  ex- 
pect it  to  By  the  versatile  Natio  Herb 
Brown,  who  thinks  nothing  oi  dashing 
from  The  Wedding  of  the  Painted  Doll 
out  into  the  Jungle  to  do  a  chant ! 

Why  Was  I  Born7  From  the  musical 
hit  in  New  York,  "Sweet  Adeline,"  and 
we  think  it  is  the  prize  song,  not  tor  any 
personal  reasons,  however 
•  Don't  Ever  Leave  Me.  Also  from 
"Sweet  Adeline  "  The  inimicable  Helen 
Morgan  is  in  this  show,  and  she  has 
made  a  Victor  record  of  this  song. 
Somebody  Mighty  Like  You.  Sweet, 
plaintive  melody  suitable  for  a  theme 
song  such  as  it  is  From  "Paris,"  Irene 
Bordoni's  first  and  quite  successful  ven- 
ture into  the  Talkies. 

Turn  on  the  Heat  This  and  the  fol- 
lowing song  are  from  the  new  Fox  show, 
"Sunny  Side  Up,"  the  music  by  De 
Sylva,  Brown,  and  Henderson  This  one 
is  full  of  pep  and  rhythm  Earl  Burtnett 
has  made  a  peach  of  a  record  tor  Bruns- 
wick. 

Aren't  We  All.  Well,  certainly  most 
of  us  are,  but  we  never  dreamed  that  De 
Sylva,  Brown  and  Henderson  were1 
This  is  a  slushy,  sloppy  song  full  of 
bolony  .  .  .  but  watch  the  gate  receipts ! 
Sailing  on  a  Sunbeam  From  the 
"It's  a  Great  Life."  An  appealing  song 
with  a  lyric  that  had  a  chance  until 
somebody  got  smart  with  it  .  .  why  is 
it  that  these  lyric  writers  think  a  song 
won't  get  by  unless  it  has  at  least  one 
vulgarism  in  it7 

Sorry  It  would  be  a  wonderful  song 
even  if  we  were  the  composer,  but  con- 
sidering that  it  was  given  birth  by  Edna 
Fisher,"  educated  by  Anson  Weeks  and 
dressed    by    one   of  the    Dr  er  .  .  . 

Duncan  Sisters,  we  unhesitatingly  rec- 
ommend it  for  the  Hall  of  Fame  (better 
known  to  the  public  as  Peacock  Court') 
Through  This  is  a  grand  song  if 
your  sweetie  has  just  turned  you  down, 
and,  for  that  matter,  equally  good  it  he 
hasn't  , 

I'd  DoAnything  for  You  The  that  s- 
my-weakness-now-Helen-Kane  type  of 
song,  so  either  you  like  it  or  you  don't 
T'ain't  No  Sin.  This  song  is  simply 
so  absurd  that  it's  delightful,  and  it  has 
melodv  and  rhythm  that  aren't  to  be 
sneezed  at 

Love  Made  a  Gypsy  out  of  Me. 
Composed  for  Rudy   Vallee  prob- 

ablv  because  no  one  else  could  put  it 
over1  It's  a  terrible  steal 

Forgotten.  A  very  lovely  waltz  by 
Irving  Berlin  .  .  .  so  he  says. 

Singing  in  the  Bathtub  The  com- 
poser of  this  song  is  without  doubt  the 
world's  ideal  optimist  He  says,  "A  ring 
around  the  bathtub  is  a  rainbow  to  me!" 

Bv  Frances. 


s|§. 


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■ 

January  is  a  month  ot  contrasts  .  .  . 
new  yearnings  renewed  interest 
in  styles  And  because  there  is  so  much  to 
say  and  so  little  space  to  say  it  in,  I  am 
going  to  list  mv  impressions  almost  as 
briefly  as  new  year's  resolutions. 

What  can  be  more  disillusioning  than 
the  trailing  drapes  of  a  new  frock  swish- 
ing above  galoshes  and  below  a  rain- 
coat experience  convinces  me  that 
the  new  fashions  were  made  tor  dry 
weather,  taxis  and  leisure 

Of  course  you  have  visited  the  new 
Knox  Shop — but  have  you  been  there 
this  month7  They  have  such  an  air  about 
the  way  they  show  things — one  wants  to 
buy  everything  in  sight. 

Did  you,  too,  see  the  window  of  yel- 
low spring  hats?  It  caught  my  eye  as  I 
hurried  up  the  avenue  in  the  rain — as 
much  a  portent  ot  spring  as  the  potted 
daffodils  with  hovering  butterflies  that 
Podesta  and  Baldocchi  are  featuring. 

And  speaking  of  hats'  Mary  at  Du- 
Barry's  says  that  brims  are  the  thing — 
she  showed  me  some  ot  her  creations  in 
the  new  Panamalac  straw,  so  soft,  so 
easily  draped,  so  flattering! 

Another  sign  of  spring  is  found  at 
Joseph's  where  they  are  already  showing 
marvelous  wedding  boquets — new  com- 
binations, new  arrangements  inspired  by 
the  new  mode 

At  times  I  wonder  it  the  new  styles 
are  not  changing  the  whole  feminine 
viewpoint  Certainly  a  woman  in  a 
normal  waistline  with  feminine  frills  to 
be  disposed  of  at  every  turn  is  not  the 
same  as  one  in  the  tennis  frock  of  a  year 
ago.  There  is  a  different  poise  and  grace 
to  the  new  woman  (for  she  does  live  up 
to  her  clothes)— she  must  be  lithe  and 
gracious — and  somewhat  leisurely  I,  for 
one,  have  taken  up  dancing  and  most  of 
my  friends  are  cultivating  some  physical 
hobby  The  most  economical  ot  time 
and  energy  seems  to  be  Julia  Johnson's 
course  of  massage  treatments   She  fairly 


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remodels  the  body,  caking  oil  superfluous 
pounds,  coning  up  the  skin  and  giving  a 
most  marvelous  glow  of  well-being  .  .  . 
the  result  is  most  flattering 

My  reading  corner  these  first-ot-thc- 
year  days  is  heaped  with  travel  circulars. 
One  of  my  first  resolutions  was  to  see 
more  of  the  world  in  1930  than  1  did  in 
1929  —but  where  to  go?  Hawaii 
Mexico  —South  America  Italy  Spain 
— the  Orient — the  Continent?  1c  was  all 
terribly  contusing  but  I've  practically 
decided  on  Paris  in  the  spring  —and  the 
reason  rests  in  the  fact  that  I  can  have 
Loretta  Ellen  Brady  take  care  of  me 
while  there.  She  will  meet  me  at  Gare 
Saint  Lazare  and  from  that  moment  I 
shall  have  her  guidance  and  advice  so  I 
shall  not  do  a  single  un-chic  thing. 
I  shall  have  tea  at  the  right  time  in 
Avenue  Victor  Hugo,  sit  in  the  correct 
cafe,  walk  down  the  Bois  de  Bologne 
and  Boulevarde  Saint  Michel  at  the 
proper  hours  and  invade  the  Montmartre 
in  perfect  safety. 

1  heard  about  Miss  Brady  when  I  was 
having  heavenly  corn  fritters  at  the 
Studio  Tea  Room.  It  was  raining  and  I 
was  cold.  You  can  imagine  how  good 
those  fritters  were  with  crunchy  bacon, 
hot  maple  syrup  and  steaming  hot  coffee 
— served  in  front  of  a  good  hot  fire. 

And  speaking  of  fires  and  fireplaces, 
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Eyesight,  one  of  our 
most  precious  pos- 
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stant protection  from 
the  many  dangers  that 
beset  it,  today.    A  peri- 
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eye  insurance.    Why  not 
give  someone  dear  to  you, 
who  has  faulty  eyesight,  a 
Christmas  gift  that  will  be 
remembered  .  .  .  an   order 
for  an  examination.  Or  per- 
haps a  new  set  of  frames,  or  a 
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Continued  from  page  21 

tent  We  had  never  read  "Richard  II" 
and  we  knew  nothing  of  his  private 
life  It  was  a  revelation  to  discover  how 
easy  a  Shakesperian  play  is  to  follow  if 
the  lines  are  read  intelligentlyandclearly. 
Mr.  Hayes  gave  a  very  finished  perform- 
ance. Every  gesture  contributed  to  the 
picture  that  he  drew  of  the  vacillating 
Richard  It  Richard  is  typical  of  his  sta- 
tion, all  we  can  say  is  that  kings  are  a 
mighty  poor  lot.  He  was  full  of  "divine 
right"  chatter  and  big  talk  until  the 
plaster  fell  on  him  and  then  he  cried  into 
his  crown.  He  had  been  going  about  in- 
sulting everybody  and  yet  he  seemed  very 
much  hurt  and  surprised  when  the  tables 
were  turned. 

Like  "Journey's  End,"  "Richard  II" 
was  a  play  without  women.  Or  could 
have  been.  They  added  nothing,  when 
they  did  appear,  to  the  picture  or  the 
story.  One  of  the  marvels  of  the  Strat- 
ford-upon-Avon stage-crak  is  the  way 
the  director  gets  a  sense  of  a  thronged  stage 
with  a  mere  handful  of  men.  Mobs, 
armies,  rabble  stretch  away  in  unbroken 
ranks  until  you  are  brought  to  your 
senses  by  the  realization  that  it  has  all 
been  accomplished  with  less  than  a 
dozen  figures.  It  is  too  bad  that  these  ver- 
satile players  insist  on  choosing  Christ- 
mas week  for  their  brief  engagement  in 
San  Francisco.  It  cuts  down  our  chances 
of  seeing  them  into  about  half 

It  is  nine  years  since  we  had  the  good 
fortune  to  see  the  original  "Chauve- 
Souris"  in  New  York  taking  it  cap- 
tive. Since  then  it  may  have  lost  some 
ot  its  novelty  but  little  of  its  vigor. 
Well,  perhaps  it  has  changed  a  bit, 
after  all.  Grown  a  shade  more  refined, 
more  Gallic.  .  .  .  We  remember  an  in- 
cident of  that  first  season  in  New  York 
when  the  show  was  vibrantly  Russian. 
One  ot  the  performers  was  a  guest  for 
tea  at  the  home  of  a  gushing  devotee. 
Said  the  lady:  "The  thing  I  like  about 
your  show,  Mr.  Popoffsky,  is  that  it  is  so 
clean.  It  has  none  of  the  vulgarities  of 
our  American  vaudeville."  Replied  Ivan 
Ivanovitch  ■.  "Do  you  understand  Rus- 
sian, madame7"  The  lady  shook  her 
head.  "I  thought  not!"  was  Ivan  Ivan- 
ovitch Popoffsky 's  dry  comment. 


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smart  people  have  established  their  permanent 
residence  in  one  of  these  "Aristocrats  of  Nob 
Hill"  where,  above  the  clamor  of  the  city — but 
close  to  the  shops,  the  theatres  and  the  financial 
district — they  have  availed  themselves  of  the 
considerate  service  and  excellent  cuisine  which 
supply  the  luxury  of  both  hotels  .  .  .  Here,  in 
the  midst  of  the  city's  gayest  social  life,  hostesses 
are  relieved  of  the  burden  of  a  private  residence 
while  having  at  their  command  perfect  facilities 
for  effective  entertaining  .  .  .  The  rooms  of  the 
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Morning  —  afternoon  —  evening  — 
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iterated; the  gracious  rippling  lines 
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CONTENTS 


February 


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Cover  Design  by  Van  Deusen 

William  Taylor  Hotel,  photograph 

by  Morton    ---------6 

In  Black  and  White,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu     -  7 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told  -------  8 

Cartoons  by  Hilton  and  Stewart  -     -     -  9 

Stern  Brew,  by  Sara  Bard  Field   -      -     -  10 

Maurice  Chevalier,  caricature  by 

Sotoniayor   ---------11 

Motordom  1930,  by  Luther  Meyer   -     -   12 

First  Hundred  Years,  by  John  Nordhof    13 

Beth  Wendel,  photograph  by  George 

Oppen      ----------   14 

Critic  vs.  Critic,  by  Wilson  Follet  -     -     -  15 

Sansome  Street  Entrance,  camera  study 
by  William  Horace  Smith     -     -     -     -   16 

Art  and  the  Stock  Exchange,  by 

Esther  L.  Johnson       ------17 

Symphonie  Psychopathelique,  verse 

by  Lloyd  S.  Thompson   -     -     -     -     -   17 

Kreutzberg  and  Georgi,  photograph  -  18 

The  Dance,  article  by  Aline  Kistler  -  -  19 
Thais  Dances  After  the  Years,  verse 

by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling     -     -  -  19 

Mrs.  George  Pope,  photograph    -     -     -  20 
The  Beigning  Dynasty   ------  21 

The  White  Card,  by  Ned  Hilton   -     -     -  22 
"A  Noble  Experiment,*'  by  Burtt  Berry   32 

As  Seen  By  Her    -     -     ------  37 


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SAX  FRANCISCAN 


JOSEPH  DYEB,  Editor  &  Publisher 


vol.  IV 


no.  2 


Rowena  Mason,  Associate  Editor 

Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Joseph  Henderson 
Kathryn  Hulme 
Ned  Hilton 


Contributing  Editors 
Baymond  Arntsby 
Mollie  Merrick 
Carey  McWilliams 
Beth  Wendel 


The  San  Franciscan  is  published  monthly  by  The 
San  Franciscan  Publishing  Company,  Sharon  Build- 
ing,  San  Francisco,  Calif.     Entered  as  second  class 
matter   October,    1928,    at   the    Post    Office   at    San 
Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  Editor      Francisco,   Calif.,  under  the  act  of  March  3.   1879. 

Joseph  Dyer,  Publisher.  Subscription  price,  one  year 
$2.50.  Single  Copies  25c.  Copyrighted  1929,  The 
San  Franciscan  Publishing  Company.  Unsolicited 
manuscripts  will  not  be  returned  unless  accompanied 
by  self-addressed,  stamped  envelope.  For  advertising 
rates   address   Zora    Combes,    Advertising    Manager. 


Idwal  Jones 
Elva  Williams 


George  Douglas 
Marcella  Burke 


THE  STAGE 

Alcazar:  Taylor  Holmes  plays  the  philan- 
thropic Uncle  Dudley  who,  like  many  good 
things,  gets  more  appreciation  than  money. 
"Your  Uncle  Dudley"  is  slated  to  run 
throughout  February. 

President:  "That  Ferguson  Family"  with  its 
drab  drama  of  contemporary  family  life  is 
replaced,  February  2,  by  the  romantic 
comedy,  "Her  Friend  the  King"  in  which 
Alice  Joyce  plays  the  part  of  a  wealthy 
American  widow  susceptible  to  the  appeal 
of  a  struggling  kingdom  and  its  charming 
king,  played  by  Hale  Hamilton. 

Curran:  "Oh,  Susanna"  opens  February  3 — a 
musical  romance  of  the  Gold  Days  in  Early 
California — a  cast  of  thirty  principals  and 
an  ensemble  of  seventy  singers  and  dancers. 

Capitol:  San  Francisco's  pampered  daughters 
in  the  "Follies  of  1930"  for  the  benefit  of 
the  Children's  Hospital.  February  6,  7  and 
8. 

Andre  Ferrier's  French  Theatre:  Production 
February  19,  21  and  22. 

THE  DANCE 
Geary:  Kreutzberg  and  Georgi,  famous  Ger- 
man dancers,  in  concert  February   16,  and 
20 — matinees. 

THE  SCREEN 

California:  Ronald  Coleman  finds  high  ad- 
venture and  new  romance  in  "Condemned" 
— Ann  Harding  tries  a  close  second  to 
Jeanne  Eagels. 

Davies:  "The  Phantom  of  the  Opera"  reap- 
pears with  sound  and  color. 

Embassy:  Seventy-seven  stars  continue  to 
twinkle  in  "Show  of  Shows." 

Fox:  Constance  Bennett  and  Edmund  Lowe 
demonstrate  "This  Thing  Called  Love." 

Granada:  Another  talkie  revival  of  a  musical 
comedy  favorite — "No,  No,  Nanette." 

Orpheum:  Still  another — this  time  it's  "Hit 
the  Deck." 

St.  Francis:  The  indefatigable  public  con- 
tinues to  join  "The  Love  Parade." 

Warfield:  "Hallelujah."  Splendid  psycho- 
logical study — a  gripping  human  record. 

MUSIC 

February  2:  San  Francisco  Symphony,  Michel 
Penha,  cellist,  2:45.  Hans  Barth,  pian- 
ist, in  concert  with  clavichord,  piano  and 
quarter-tone  piano,  3:00. 


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February  3:  Pacific  Opera  Tea,  Hotel  Fair- 
mont. 

February  4:  Vasia  Anilceeff,  basso,  in  pro- 
gram of  folk  songs. 

February  5:  Symphony  Breakfast,  St.  Francis 
Hotel,  12:45.  Symphony  concert,  Curran 
3  :00.   Alexander  Murray,  violinist,  8:30. 

February  9:  San  Francisco  Symphony,  Cur 
ran,  2:45. 

February  13:    Lawrence  Tibbett,  Dreamland 

February  14:  Margaret  Tilley,  pianist,  recita 
8:30. 

February  16:  Symphony  Concert,  Curran 
2:45. 

February  17:  Josef  Hofmann,  pianist,  Dream 
land. 

February  18:  Serge  Prokofieff  with  San  Fran 
Cisco  Symphony,  8:30. 

February  20:  Pacific  Opera  Tea,  Fairmont 
2:30. 

February  21:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  3:00 

February  23:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  2:45 

February  24:  Patricia  MacDonald  in  folk 
songs  of  Danube  and  the  Vistula — Matinee 
Musical,  Fairmont,  2:30.  Abas  String  Quar- 
tet, Scottish  Rite,  8:30. 

February  26:  Pacific  Opera  Company — "La 
Traviata."  London  String  Quartet,  Scottish 
Rite. 

February  27:  Smallman  A  Cappella  Choir, 
8:30. 

February  28:  Pacific  Opera  Company — "La 
Somnambula." 

March  1:  Pacific  Opera  Company — "II  Tro- 
vatore."' 

ART 

California   Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor: 

South  wing  open  with  Oriental  art  and  new 
tapestries. 

East  West  Gallery:  Group  of  soap  sculpture 
from  National  Competition.  William  Dal- 
lam Arms  collection  of  Japanese  prints. 

Galerie  Beaux  Arts:  Drawings  and  sculpture 
by  Adaline  Kent;  Watercolors  by  Florence 
Ingalsbe  Tufts,  and  oils  by  John  Burnside 
Tufts. 

Gumps:  Etchings  by  Carton  Moorepark 
through  February  9;  Paintings  by  Maurice 
Braun,  February  10  to  24;  Etchings  by  Max 
Pollak,  February  24  to  March  8. 

Courvoisier  Little  Gallery:  Etchings  by  J.  W. 
Winkler.  Special  showing  of  Leerdam 
glass. 


Paul  Elder's  Gallery:  Drawings  by  Edson 
Newell. 

Vickery,  Atkins  &  Torrey:  Portfolio  show- 
ings of  fine  prints. 

Loretta  Ellen  Brady:  Etchings  of  well-known 
corners  in  Paris,  also  views  of  famous  ca- 
thedrals and  chateaux. 

H.  Valdespino:    Color  prints  and  etchings. 

SPORTS 

Pacific  Automobile  Show:     February    1    to  8, 

Civic  Auditorium. 
National   Horse   Show:     February    15    to    22, 

Armory  Hall. 
Palace  Auto  Salon:    February  22  to  March  1, 

Palace  Hotel. 
National  Ski  Contest:    Lake  Tahoe,  February 

22    and    23.     Lars    Haugen,    national    ski 

champion  superintended  building  of  $25,- 

000   ski    jump    trajectory — in   a   class  with 

Lake  Placid,  New  York,  and  European  ski- 
jumps. 

DINING  AND  DANCING 
The  Palace:    A  new  orchestra  leader  and  a 

new  lease  of  life. 
St.    Francis:     Again    in   vogue   as   a    meeting 

place  since  the  remodeling  of  the  lobby. 
The  Fairmont:    A  new  chef — and  marvelous 

food. 
Mark  Hopkins:     Peacock  Court  struts  to  an 

accompaniment  of  good  music  and  better 

cuisine. 
Sir  Francis  Drake:    In  the  heart  of  things — ■ 

and  ever  so  eager  to  please. 
Russell's:    It's  new — and  gracious — with  deli- 
cious food. 
The  Courtyard:    Take  the  visiting  Easterner 

to  February  luncheon  outdoors — or  enjoy  a 

quiet  dinner  by  the  fireside. 
Post  Street  Cafeteria:    Just  watch  the  faces  of 

people  as  they  come  out — relaxed,   rested, 

well-fed!    Luncheon  only. 
The    Bib    and    Tucker:      Roast    chicken    that 

makes  your  mouth  water — and  other  food 

to  match. 
Belle  de  Graf:    Scientific  cooking — satisfying 

portions — luncheon  only. 
The  Studio:    One  appreciates  the  open  court 

yard  or  the  cosy  firelit  dining  room  these 

fickle  evenings. 
Ye    Mayflower:      Colonial    tradition    mingles 

with  Spanish  atmosphere. 


ESTABLISHED  1852 


SHREW  &  COMPANY 

JEWELERS  and  SILVERSMITHS 


Post  Street  at  Grant  Avenue 


San  Francisco 


\ear  the  Civic  Center 


Rising  with  modern  dignity  from  the 
edge  of  the  Civic  Center,  the  new 
William  Taylor  Hotel  has  the  distinction 
of  heing  the  tallest  hotel  in  the  West 
and  also  the  only  hotel  on  the  Pacific 
Coast  built  over  a  cathedral  unit.  It  is 
named  for  most  noted  of  the  Methodist 
pioneers  in  California.  The  building 
was  designed  by  Lewis  P.  Hobart.  archi- 
tect of  the  Grace  Cathedral. 


SAN  VKANCISSCAN 


In  Black  and  White 


A  Record  of  the  Birth  of  Cnlifornin  Journalism 

by  ZOE  A.  BATTU 


When,  in  the  summer  of  1846, 
Colcon  &  Semple  of  Monterey 
founded  in  chat  city,  California's  first 
newspaper,  The  Califomian,  they  were 
speculators,  as  it  were,  in  futures  The 
Anglo  Saxon  population  from  which 
subscribers  and  advertisers  might  be 
drawn  was  small  and  scattered  Mail 
service  and  means  of  communication 
were  irregular  and  slow.  Then  too,  there 
was  a  war  being  waged  in  the  country— 
the  Mexican  War  between  the  United 
States  and  Mexico  to  settle  the  question 
of  which  nation  should  possess  Cali- 
fornia. As  wars  go  nowadays,  it  was 
not  much  of  a  war.  For  some  two  years, 
casual  bands  of  Mexican  troops  tracked 
or  were  tracked  by  casual  bands  of 
American  troops  When  one  band  suc- 
ceeded in  cornering  the  other,  shots  were 
exchanged  from  behind  trees  and  rocks 
Still,  it  was  a  war  and  it  made  matters 
difficult  enough  for  those  who  had  to 
live  through  it 

On  the  other  hand,  it  was  plain  that 
America  would  win  the  war  She  was 
winning  most  of  its  skirmishes,  and 
Mexico,  then  as  now,  was  no  match  tor 
this  country  With  the  establishment  of 
American  rule,  peace,  growth  and  pros- 
perity would  take  theplaceot  corruption, 
poverty  and  revolution  that  had  been 
the  country's  constant  lot  under  Mexi- 
can rule  A  newspaper  established  just 
at  this  time  would  have  tair  chances  ol 
growing  and  prospering  with  California 
and  might  even  be  one  ol  the  vital  aids 
to  that  growth  and  prosperity. 

Viewed  in  this  light,  the  newspaper 
venture  took  on  some  promise  and  so 
The  Califomian  was  launched  It  was  a 
lour  page,  weekly  paper,  tabloid  size, 
printed  on  a  hand  press  Irom  tvpc  set 
entirely   by   hand     Its  limited  size   and 


Editor's  Note — With  this  issue 
begins  a  series  of  articles  on 
early  San  Francisco  journal- 
ism, in  which  we  plan  to 
present  some  hitherto  undis- 
cussed versions  and  incidents 
in  this  tumultuous  phase  of 
the  city's  history.  If,  to  the 
reader,  it  seems  that,  at  times 
we  fall  somewhat  short  of  our 
plan  and  promise,  we  would 
beg  him  to  remember  that  ex- 
pediency is  often  the  better 
part  of  setting  down  facts 
as  they  happened. 


difficulties  of  composition  made  it 
necessary  to  confine  its  editorial  contents 
strictly  to  legitimate  news  happenings  - 
a  very  worthy  fact  when  one  considers 
what  a  vast  amount  of  nonsense  one 
must  put  up  with  nowadays  in  order  to 
get  a  small  amount,  if  any,  of  genuine 
news.  Subscribers  to  The  Califomian 
were  briefly  informed  of  the  arrival  of 
ships  and  the  news  their  captains  brought 
from  other  ports,  of  the  movements  of 
the  armies,  local  and  territorial  develop 
ments  in  agriculture,  commerce,  trading 
and  politics  A  fair  amount  ol  advertis- 
ing was  carried  and  shortly  after  its 
founding  The  Calif orniari S  owners  re- 
ported that  it  was  paving  expenses  In 
May  1S47,  the  paper  was  moved  to 
Yerba  Buena,  presently  to  be  San 
Francisco 


Yerba  Buena  was  then  beginning  to 
give  indications  of  becoming  the 
center  of  political  and  commercial 
activity  when  California  should  pass 
from  Mexican  to  American  hands — a 
fact  which  Colton  and  Semple  possibly 
perceived,  and  moved  their  business  in 
order  to  take  full  advantage  of  it  Then 
too,  competition  had  appeared  in  the  field 
in  TheCaliforniaStar,  founded  by  Samuel 
Brannan  in  January  1S47.  Brannan  had 
been  in  California  less  than  a  year  but 
that  was  long  enough  to  mark  him  as 
one  whose  business  shrewdness  and 
competition  were  not  lightly  to  be 
discounted 

Brannan  had  come  to  Yerba  Buena  as 
the  leader  of  a  band  of  Mormons — a  tact 
which  may  be  set  down  as  the  merest 
incident  in  his  career,  rather  than  a  deep, 
abiding  conviction  of  his  lite  He  was  a 
native  of  Saco,  Maine,  but  his  boyhood 
had  been  spent  in  Ohio.  At  the  age  of  14 
he  had  been  apprenticed  to  a  printer  and 
alter  serving  his  apprenticeship,  Bran- 
nan, for  several  years,  drifted  about  the 
Middle  West  and  East,  earning  his  way 
as  a  printer,  horse  or  land  trader. 
Mormonism  was  one  of  the  things  into 
which  he  drifted  and  1S42  found  him 
in  New  York  and  making  a  great  finan- 
cial success  ol  The  Messenger,  a  semi- 
religious  publication  ol  Mormonism. 
Brannan  also  organized  and  was  the 
head  of  a  church  or  band  ot  Mormons.' 

This  group,  in  common  with  all  Mor 
mons,  greatly  desired  to  found  a  colony 
in  lar  Western  America  in  order  to  re- 
move themselves  Irom  the  jurisdiction 
ii|  the  United  States  government,  which 
took  active  exception  to  the  movement's 
polygamous  doctrines  and  practices  To 
this  end,  Brannan  devoted  himself  dili- 

<  '..Mill 1  on  |mK«'  -."• 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


One  of  San  Francisco's  June  192S 
cropof  husbands  was  discovered  by 
his  wife  the  other  night,  standing  over 
his  baby's  crib.  She  watched  him  in 
silence  She  had  never  seen  him  act  that 
way  before  As  he  stood  looking  down 
at  the  sleeping  infant,  she  saw  in  his 
face  a  mixture  of  tell-tale  emotions 
There  was  unmistakable  rapture,  ad- 
miration, ecstasy,  doubt,  despair,  in- 
credulity. Deeply  touched  at  this  un- 
usual demonstration  of  parental  emo- 
tion, the  wife  with  eyes  glistening  arose 
and  slipped  her  arms  around  him 

"A  penny  for  your  thoughts,"  she 
said,  in  a  voice  tremulous  with  tender- 
ness. 

Startled,  he  blurted  them  out : 
"For  the  life  of  me,  I  can't  see  how 
anybody  can  make  a  crib  like  that  for 
seven  ninety  eight' 

Lincoln  Steffens  has  a  way  all  his 
I  own  tor  stating  issues.  For  in- 
stance, there  is  his  recent  editorial 
championship  of  the  campaign  for 
bigger  and  better  jails  in  Carmel  in 
which  he  says : 

"There  is  the  tradition  of  hospitality, 
too,  to  consider.  It  is  imaginable  that 
nice,  desirable  visitors  from  other,  more 


criminal  places,  like  San  Francisco  or  Los 
Angeles,  may  be  held  over  in  our  jail 
at  Salinas.  If  it  were  a  clean,  comfort- 
able, healthy  jail,  with  a  nice,  politic 
jailer,  our  guests  might  get  such  a 
pleasant  impression  from  the  little  they 
see  of  our  county  that  they  would, 
when  released,  or  out  on  bail — look 
farther  and  see  and  buy  real  estate, 
settle  among  us  and  join  with  us  in  our 
efforts  for  more  and  better  prisons  and — 
everything  nice. 

"And  law-breakers  are  often  desirable 
people  with  initiative,  pep,  imagination 
and  humor;  they  will  take  a  chance. 
Whereas  respectable,  law-abiding  people 
are  apt  to  be  contented  conservatives, 
against  all  change,  all  improvements." 

An  amazing  amount  of  imagination 
L  goes  into  the  organisation  of  tours 
this  year  For  instance,  there  is  the  Cu- 
nard-Anchor  tour  which  starts  from 
New  York  May  3  to  take  a  crowd  of 
high  handicap  golfers  to  the  "Tourna- 
ment of  the  Centuries"  in  Scotland 
Open  to  all  members  of  registered  golf 
clubs  having  handicaps  of  not  less  than 
twenty,  this  tournament  includes  at 
least  three  rounds  on  each  of  five  famous 
courses.  Transportation,  hotel  and  green 


"  -\  ash/  old  technician 


fees  are  included  in  the  entrance  fee  of 
$750 — and  besides  there  is  a  large  list 
of  prizes,  the  largest  of  which  is  the 
Cunard-Anchor  Trophy,  a  $1,000  silver 
service,  which  will  be  presented  to  the 
man  or  woman  entrant  with  the  lowest 
net  aggregate  score  on  the  courses  at  St 
Andrews,  Cruden  Bay,  Gleneagles, 
Turnberry  and  North  Berwick  Imagine 
the  shipload  of  high  handicap  golfers 
straining  at  the  leash  to  play  in  Scotland, 
all  the  way  over,  and  re-playing  the 
games  in  words,  all  the  way  back ! 

It  so  happened  that  at  a  certain  din- 
ner, one  of  the  speechy  gentlemen 
was  a  jovial  mariner  He  was  called 
upon ;  he  arose,  weathering  the  un- 
steady deck  of  the  clubhouse  valiantly. 
"Frens,"  he  declared  us  "Yachting  is 
the  sport  of  gennlemen ."  He  then  en- 
deavored to  prove  his  point  by  shrewdly 
drawn  parallels.  He  disposed  of  racing 
with  a  snort,  of  golf  with  a  significant 
gesture.  He  then  selected  motoring,  and 
by  a  clever  process  of  generics  managed 
to  reduce  the  ancestry  and  social  stand- 
ing of  motorists  to  an  absurdity.  About 
this  time  he  waxed  eloquent  With  a  bold 
gesture  he  consigned  his  horrible  examples 
to  Limbo.  "In  c'nclushn,  never  in  the 
annals  of  yachting,  can  I  recall  an  in- 
stance where  a  lady  has  been  asked  to 
walk  home  from  a  boat  ride  " 

Committed  one  Saturday  night  at  the 
Corinthian  Clubhouse  in  1924,  winter 
session,  of  O.  F.  members.  Ask  any 
Corinthian  what  the  initials  stand  for. 


We  regret  that  this  issue  of  The 
San  Franciscan  does  not  con- 
tain "Spotlight,"  Charles  Caldwell 
Dobie's  criticism  of  the  local  theatre. 
This  is  no  fault  of  Mr.  Dobie,  The  San 
Franciscan  or  the  theatrical  managers 
who  have  provided  splendid  entertain- 
ment the  past  six  months  The  fault  lies 
with  you  and  with  the  hundreds  of 
others  who  fail  to  support  dramatic  pro- 
ductions. As  we  go  to  press  three  legiti- 
mate theatres  are  dark.  One  of  these  is 
dark  because  of  the  premature  closing  of 
the  Columbia  Opera  Company  which 
gave  an  all  too  brief  season  of  excellent 
opera  With  youth,  enthusiasm  and  the 
nerve  to  depart  from  operatic  traditions, 
they  still  had  to  close,  not  from  a  lack  of 
appreciation,  but  from  a  lack  of  con- 
sistent patronage.  Opera  bills  can  not  be 
paid  when  your  only  attendance  is  a 
representation  from  North  Beach  and  a 
scattering  of  newspaper  people. 

San  Francisco  has  had  glorious  tradi- 
tions— but  traditions  are  poor  substance 
for  present  life.  Is  the  theatre,  too,  soon 
to  be  relegated  to  the  limbo  of  tradition7 


V 


FEBRl  ARY,  19.10 

Wi    have  certain  inside  in  forma 
cion  regarding  the  recent  length 

ening  in  women's  skirts  We  have  dis 
covered  the  occult  causes,  .is  it  were, 
and  the  wheels  within  wheels. 

Now  Parisian  clothiers  have  made 
repeated  gestures  toward  the  newer 
styles,  during  recent  years  They  were 
undulv  optimistic  Skirts  remained  short 

But  recently,  in  one  ol  those  columns, 
vitalU  necessary,  and  widely  read,  in 
which  women  arc  instructed  in  the 
most  direct  methods  ol  getting  what 
thev  want,  there  appeared  a  douhtless 
authoritative  statement : 

Short   skirts  are   reallv   superfluous 
Men  never  look  at  our  legs  any  more." 

Soon  alter  this,  skirts  were  worn 
longer 

The  after  theatre  crowd  in  Mar 
quard's  the  other  night,  that  is, 
that  portion  of  it  sober  enough  to  take 
notice,  were  treated  to  a  hit  of  by-play 
far  more  amusing  than  anything  thev 
had  witnessed  in  the  show  houses  that 
evening 

An  old  gentleman  with  white  hair 
and  beard  was  slowly  making  his  way 
toward  a  table  when  a  girl,  somewhat 
in  her  cups,  called  after  him 

Hew    pop,"    she    cried,      "how    old 
are  you?" 

The  old  man  turned  slowly  about 
and  looked  at  her  tor  a  moment  in  a  very 
dignified  manner  Everyone  grew  silent 
expecting  to  hear  some  sharp  reprimand 
from  the  affronted  gentleman 

But  thev  were  disappointed,  tor  as  the 
old  man  turned  away  he  shook  his  head 
sadly. 

"Eighty,  dammit'"  he  said. 

Artistic  hostilities  have  broken  out 
l  anew  in  Carmel  over  the  old 
issues  of  how  the  village  shall  grow. 
whether  the  streets  shall  be  paved  or 
unpaved,  straight  or  pleasantly  hap- 
hazard, whether  the  town  shall  he 
zoned  and  in  what  manner  to  forever 
preserve  its  essential  charm  The  Pine 
C  one,  it  would  seem,  put  forth  the  sug 
gestion  ol  having  a  city  planning  com 
mission  and  hiring,  perhaps,  an  expert 
in  the  subject 

To  this  7  Ac  Carmelite  takes  violent 
exception,  holding  through  Lincoln 
Stefkns  that  city  planning  experts, 
architects  and  landscape  architects  must, 
at  all  costs  he  kept  away  from  Carmel 
The  training  and  general  mental  make 
up  of  such  gentlemen  precludes  the 
slightest  possibility  of  them  gaining  a 
sympathetic  understanding  ol  Carmel's 
development  problems,  since  the  town 
is  the  one  and  only  stronghold  ol  civ  ili 
zation  in  America  and  is  the  home  ol  the 
culturally  and  intellectually  chosen 

We  happen  to  have  had  considerable 
contact  with  architects  landscape  archi- 
tects and  city  planners    We  rise  to  voice 


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'No,  I  don't  like  it.     Tear  it  down." 


a  few  remarks  in  their  hehalt.  It  is  our 
observation  that,  in  the  majority  of 
cases,  the  thought  and  minds  ot  these 
gentlemen  are  somewhat  ahead  of  their 
times  If  left  to  themselves,  they  will 
usually  produce,  to  the  given  problem. 
an  intelligent,  simple,  direct  solution. 
Such  solutions,  alas,  are  neither  grasped 
nor  appreciated  by  people  who  meddle 
in  things  of  which  thev  have  only  a  few 
halt  haked  theories  and  no  solid 
knowledge,  by  people  who  have  politi- 
cal ends  to  satisfy  or  real  estate  values 
to  falsely  enhance  or  future  subdivisions 
to  open  up  shortcomings,  from  which 
not  even  Carmel  is  immune.  It  is  the 
Stupidity  and  lack  of  vision  and  under 
standing  of  such  people,  which  renders 
our  cities  hadly  and  ridiculously  planned 
It  is  the  landscape  architect  and  city 
planner  who  are  invariably  blamed  lor 
these  sad  results. 

Bv  si  w  spapers  of  late  issue,  we  read 
that  there  is  about  to  he  built  on 

Nob  Hill  a  new  skyscraper,  hotel  apart 


ment  building  to  be  called  The  Portals. 
The  structure  will  be  located  on  the  site 
of  the  old  Towne  mansion,  where,  in 
the  i88os  and  '90s,  some  ol  San  Fran 
Cisco's  most  picturesque  social  history 
was  enacted  It  will  he  recalled  that  the 
entrance  portal  of  the  Towne  house 
was  left  intact  and  upright,  when,  in 
April  iqo6,  the  rest  of  the  home  was 
reduced  to  wreckage  and  ashes  I  his 
portal  now  graces  the  shore  ol  a  small 
lake  in  Golden  Gate  Park  and  in  the 
role  of  The  Portals  of  the  Past  has 
brought  much  notice  to  the  citv  and 
served  to  remind  its  citizens  ol  glamor 
ous  davs.  forever  gone  These  tacts,  of 
course,  explain  the  source  ol  the  name 
tor  the  projected  hotel 

When  first  we  heard  ot  this  we  feared 
a  repetition  ol  this  faulty  architecture  ol 
The  Cathedral  Apartments 

But    we    have    seen    the    architect's 

drawing  tor  The  Portals  and  we  note 
that  its  design  embodies  sound  modern 
trend  in  skyscraper  architecture 


10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Stern  Brew 


A  Critical  Estimate  of  Rolfe  Humphries,  An  Original 

by  SARA  BARD  FIELD 


When  we  were  living  on  Russian 
Hill  in  San  Francisco,  Genevieve 
Taggard,  one  of  our  most  discinguished 
poets,  now  lecturer  on  Modern  Poetry  at 
Mt.  Holyoke  College,  lived  across  the 
street  The  birth  of  a  single  magic  line; 
the  completion  of  a  difficult  poem  was 
reason  enough  for  flying  visits  from  her 
house  to  ours;  from  ours  to  hers. 

There  came  a  day  when  other  business 
brought  Genevieve  to  us,  short  ot  breath 
from  running;  wide-eyed  with  glad  ex- 
citement: "I  have  discovered  a  new  poet 
— a  real  one  Read  this  ."  We  eagerly  fell 
upon  the  poem  thrust  at  us.  Reading  it 
even  once,  we  knew  she  was  right. 
Among  all  the  good,  adequate,  capable 
but  ordinary  poems  that  passed  by  our 
eyes,  here  was  one  that  passed  in — a 
poem  as  fierce  and  uncompromising  as 
the  ultra  Violet  ray — powerful,  unfor- 
gettable. The  sum  of  all  its  virtues,  not- 
withstanding certain  inevitable  defects, 
was  originality.  Genevieve  told  us  the 
author  was  Rolfe  Humphries.  We  had 
never  heard  of  him.  Not  strange.  He  was 
only  beginning  to  write  then  and  had 
come  to  Genevieve  as  a  pupil  We  never 
subsequently  lost  sight  of  him,  follow- 
ing his  tracks,  sparse,  but  squarely 
planted  ones,  in  a  few  magazines  until 
now,  when  Crosby  Gaige  has  put  out 
through  the  medium  of  Random  House 
the  book  that  other  publishers  have  been 
too  blind  to  seize  long  before  this. 

Europa  and  other  Poems  and  Sonnets 
is  a  small  thin  book  of  some  thirty-four 
poems  I  smile  at  its  appearance  as  it  lies 
on  my  desk;  its  almost  dainty  format; 
its  tiny  type  on  fine  handmade  paper;  the 
Quaker-silver  binding.  It  looks  so  in- 
nocuous, so  simple,  so  pleasant  Quaker 
faces  and  dress  do,  too.  But  try  to  make 
the  sweetest  Quaker  go  to  war.  Ask  him 
about  capital  punishment.  You  will 
release  a  response  not  made  of  "sweet- 
ness and  light."  Now  open  this  dainty 
book.  Reading  Europa,  the  first  poem, 
will  prove  you  hold  in  your  hand  a  bit  of 
radium  or  a  high  explosive.  If  you  are 
afraid  of  such  things;  if  you  shun  adven- 
ture, drop  the  book.  If  you  like  danger; 
if  you  know  that  taut  nerves,  suppressed 
desires,  hidden  fevers  await  the  artist 
as  well  as  forsaken  gardens,  mermaids 
and  sensitive  plants,  read  on. 

There  is  no  more  stupid  question  than 
"what  subjects  are  fit  for  Art7"  Rather 
ask  "whit  artists  are  fit  for  what  sub- 
jects7" Here  is  an  artist  whose  peculiar 
twist  of  mind  and  soul  fits  him  to  make 
art — to  write  poems  that  are  poems 
about  psychopathic  conditions.  He  does 


it  perfectly  conscious  of  the  opposition 
of  the  so-called  healthy  minded  : 

"These  revelations  of  disease 
Are,  as  you  say,  not  apt  to  please 
Good  healthy-minded  simple  folk, — 
I'm  still  not  sorry  that  I  spoke." 

Of  course  he  isn't.  What  poet  of  any 
stature  refused  to  sing  his  own  peculiar 
song  because  he  knew  his  matter  would 
not  be  palatable  to  his  public.  Shelley 
knew  that,  in  the  violent  reaction  from 
the  French  Revolution,  his  politically 
dangerous  subjects  would  offend.  Did  he 
stop  writing  inflammable  song?  He 
wrote  more  and  better  ones. 

Europa  is  terrible.  It  is  not  "nice." 
Neither  is  Eloi,  Eloi.  But  I  challenge  any 
competent  critic  to  say  these  are  not  im- 
portant poems — these  and  most  of  the 
other  thirty- tour;  poems  with  the  relent- 
less crankshaft  thrust  of  a  great  steam 
boat  or  steam  train  engine :  no  pettiness, 
no  wallowing  in  unnecessary  detail;  no 
elaboration  to  weaken  the  anguish;  no 
delicate  innuendo. 

In  his  article  on  Pacific  Coast  Poetry 
in  Braithwaite's  1926  Anthology, 
George  Sterling  said  Rolfe  Humphries 
was  the  most  promising  of  all  the  young 
poets  who  had  left  California.  He  was 
not  born  here  He  came  from  the  East  in 
1912,  being  then  eighteen.  He  attended 
Stanford  for  a  year,  subsequently  gradu- 
ating from  Amherst  He  taught  and  also 
coached  athletics  at  the  Potter  School 
(now  the  Damon  School)  in  San  Fran- 
cisco for  nine  years  with  the  war  inter- 
lude counted  out  Not  that  he  got  across 
seas  ;  Camp  Lewis,  Camp  Gorden,  Camp 
Hancock  —  that  was  all.  He  thinks 
one  of  the  most  important  moves  in 
his  development  came  when  he  signed 
up  for  Genevieve  Taggard's  Poetry 
Course  in  1922.  With  all  these  happen- 
ings on  California  soil,  added  to  the 
facts  that  his  parents  teach  in  the  Salinas 
High  School  and  Junior  College  and  that 
his  two  brothers  and  two  sisters  are  in 
this  state,  California  with  her  expansive 
inclusions  will  probably  insist  on  calling 
this  poet  a  Californian  Moreover  he 
married  a  graduate  of  the  University  of 
California,  Helen  Spencer,  a  practicing 
physician  and  they  spend  all  their  sum- 
mers here  or  just  over  the  border  at  Lake 
Tahoe  What  matter  then  if  now  he 
teaches  in  New  York,  "writing  poems 
less  and  less  often"  as  he  says  and  doing 
some  reviews  mostly  for  The  AVu 
Republic  Californians  should  watch 
that  weekly  paper  for  his  forthcoming 
review  of  Jeffers  over  which  he  writes  he 


"has  sweat  blood  but  it  had  to  be  writ- 
ten." In  his  own  poetry  there  is  this 
same  inevitability  of  utterance.  It  had  to 
be  said  at  all  costs  and  we  see  that  the 
cost  was  often  more  scarlet  than  that  of 
any  review 

In  the  years  between  1919  and  1922 
Rolfe  Humphries  officiated  at  many  im- 
portant college  football  games.  One  is 
not  surprised  at  this  There  is  some  im- 
portant relation  between  a  poet's  chosen 
activities  and  his  writing.  The  discipline, 
the  vigor  of  the  athlete,  the  unflinching 
stride  toward  goals  are  in  his  poetry. 

We  are  so  fed  up  on  soft  sighs,  that 
my  favorite  indoor  game  now  is  guess- 
ing how  many  Californians  will  drink 
this  stern  brew.  The  book  has  its  mo- 
ments of  something  approaching  tender- 
ness, especially  toward  youth :  youth  in 
nature  and  in  human  flesh  as  in  A  Little 
Poem  for  Spring  or  Heresy  in  a  Class 
Room.  It  has  moments  of  charm  and 
pure  lyric  loveliness  as  in  For  Qood 
Qreekjs,  originally  published  in  the 
Overland  Monthly. 

"Pity  him  who  has  not  lain 
In  the  rain  with  Danae, 
Known  the  golden  rush  that  falls 
In  a  room  with  wooden  walls, 
Loveliest  of  miracles ! 

Golden  waterfalls  refresh 
That  dry  earth,  our  arid  flesh : 
It  is  beautiful  to  see 
How  a  human  body  glows 
As  the  colored  shower  goes 
Deeper,  deeper,  seeping  in 
Underneath  the  thirsty  skin. 

Orange  blood  and  liquid  sun 
Mingle  in  the  veins  and  run. 
Run,  run,  run        .  Rejoice  with  me. 
I  have  been  with  Danae!" 

But  the  book  as  a  whole  was  not 
born  for  tenderness  and  lyric  charm.  Not 
many  such  voluptuous  moments  are 
arrested  in  it.  The  work  of  the  imagina- 
tion here  is  no  drowsy,  Lethean  dream. 
It  is  the  leap  of  the  athlete  struggling 
with  life's  pain  and  life's  illusions.  Lyric 
ecstacy  gives  way  to  forceful  revelation. 
Soft  flesh  becomes  muscle  and  tough 
sinew. 

One  of  the  proofs  that  this  is  authen- 
tic poetry  lies  in  the  perfection  of 
the  shadow  some  of  the  poems  cast — 
that  mystic  secondary  meaning  more 
subtle  than  its  primary  sense.  Such 
shadows,  delicate  yet  portentous,  can- 
not, however,  be  cast  by  poems  whose 
primary  structure  is  not  firm  and  unin- 

Continued  on  page  31 


FEBRl  ARY.  1930 


11 


Tln»   I  . •!<•«'  That   Sank   a    I  lioiisancl    llVarfs 


{Maurice  Chevalier,  here  for  his  first  public  appearance  in  Vnit-rica.  is  Baid  to  retire  to  a  private  club,  "^ 
where   «iimni   cannot    find    liim.   whenever  not   actually  amgrtng  at  the  Auto  Show.     We  don't   know     K» 
whether  i('»  -elf-protection  or  part  of  the  contract   or  jnsl  a  precaution  exacted   bj    hir-   French   wife.  \ 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Motordom  1930 


Regarding  Recent  Developments  and  the  Current  Show 

by  LUTHER  MEYER 


M 


otors  have  gone  modern — with 
reservations.  Like  those  of  us 
who  dubiously,  tentatively  sip  of  the 
concoctions  of  a  new  bootlegger  before 
permitting  ourselves  the  unworried 
luxury  of  a  hearty  three  fingers,  auto- 
mobile makers  are  dabbling  with  the 
modernistic  and  casting  furtive  ogles  at 
the  futuristic  Meantime,  with  ears 
sharper  than  those  of  a  worried  cuck- 
older,  they  are  tuning  in  on  the  opinion 
of  the  motoring  public  to  gain  indices 
for  future  experiments  in  modernism. 

That,  at  least,  is  the  impression  car- 
ried away  by  the  visitor  at  the  fourteenth 
annual  Pacific  Coast  Automobile  Show, 
which  is  filling  Civic  Auditorium  daily 
with  crowds.  Repressed  modernism — 
that's  the  phrase  that  labels  the  swank- 


iest, doggiest,  sleekest  collection  of  gas 
buggies  the  critical  San  Francisco  audi- 
ence has  yet  viewed 

The  motor  industry's  couturiers  and 
modistes,  encouraged  by  last  year's 
enthusiastic  reception  of  an  enlarged 
color  program,  have  given  lull  sway  to 
their  color  technicians  Individual  mak- 
ers are  offering  literally  hundreds  of 
colors    and    color  combinations 

Popular  acceptance  of  last  year's 
lower  bodies  has  resulted  in  an  entirely 
new  composite  silhouette  tor  1930 
motors  Wheelbases  and  bodies  have 
been  stretched  out  Bodies  have  been 
dropped  still  further,  the  two  moves 
giving  an  accentuated  appearance  or 
raciness  and  style  The  new  low,  long 
modeling  has  cercainly  cost  the  designer 


Traffic* 


Vassos ...  **Coiitoinpo' 


more  agony  than  whalebone  stays  cost 
the  belle  of  the  nineties 

The  svelt  new  contour  does  more  than 
change  appearance  for  the  better.  It 
results  in  a  dropping  of  the  center  of 
gravity  which  gives  steerability  and 
road  holding  qualities  at  the  higher 
speeds  of  today  that  the  driver  of  the 
elegant  old  time  sedan  or  limousine  of 
moving  van  dimensions  never  dreamed 
ot.  The  appreciably  reduced  frontal  area 
materially  slashes  wind  resistance,  per- 
mitting perceptibly  higher  speed  with 
the  same  power  output. 

Not  even  Will  Rogers  can  complain 
this  year  that  motors  makers  are  filching 
each  other's  flat  radiator  caps.  How- 
ever, in  more  than  one  feature  ot  finish, 
popular  favor  has  sent  the  manufacturers 
stampeding  into  uniformity.  For  ex- 
ample, more  attention  has  been  paid  to 
the  frontal  pattern  of  cars  this  year  than 
ever  before  The  graceful  curve  of  the 
front  fender  tie-rod  and  head-lamp  sup- 
port, adopted  by  one  or  two  makers  last 
year,  has  been  almost  universally  ac- 
cepted Gone  forever  is  the  once  popular 
gas- pipe  brace. 

Deeper,  sometimes  narrower  radiators 
are  the  common  vogue  Even  Ford 
shows  a  neat  modification  to  follow  this 
trend  Chromium  plate  is  even  more 
popular  for  trim,  and  some  makes  show 
a  more  carefully  designed  and  highly 
finished  radiator  shell  resplendent  with 
the  silver-white  sheen  of  this  metal. 

And  the  louvres  in  the  hoods!  "Scorn 
L  not  the  louvre' '  seems  the  motto  of 
the  designer  who  overlooks  no  chance 
to  be  different  and  unusual.  Peas  por- 
ridge hot,  cold  and  what-not  never  had 
so  many  variations  as  the  lowly  louvre. 
Some  designers  like  'em  vertical,  some 
like  'em  horizontal,  some  like  'em  on 
the  oblique.  Some  like  'em  in  bunches, 
and  some  like  'em  all  in  a  long  row. 
Still  others  have  cut  round  port  holes, 
while  one  costly  car  maker  provides,  in- 
stead, a  collection  of  little  doors  along 
the  hood,  providing  excellent  play- 
things tor  papa  while  mother  shops 
or  teas 

The  effort  to  take  away  the  coat  and 
pants  feeling  that  the  body  base-apron 
juncture  line  gives,  has  resulted  in  a  less 
obtrusive  handling  of  this  always  awk- 
ward design  problem  Modeling  and 
color  generally  unite  to  take  away  the 
feeling  that  tenders  and  apron  are  hung 
on  the  chassis,  and  that  the  body  is 
picked  up  and  set  on.  Uniform  refine- 
ment in  external  trim  and  finish  is  found 
in  every  detail  of  this  year's  cars. 

Mechanically,  the  entire  field  shows 

Continued  on  page  36 


KF.BKl  ARV.  1930 


13 


Tlie  First 

H  unci  roil  Years 


Following  the  excerpts  from  the 
press  of  1880  which  we  presented 
last  month,  we  add  these  possihle 
notices  from  the  press  of  1980. 


— by  John  N'ordhof. 


Mayor  James  Rolph  today  judged 
the    relative    merits    of   several 
hundred  loaves  ot  bread. 

Several  pieces  of  interior  and  exterior 
sculpture,  from  the  old  Stock  Exchange 
Building,  demolished  to  make  way  for  a 
new  150-story  structure,  have  been  in- 
stalled as  a  permanent  exhibit  in  the 
historical  rooms  of  the  Modern  Art 
Institute  They  will  serve  to  exemplify 
early  phases  in  the  development  ot  an 
art  and  architecture  which  finds  ad- 
vanced expression  in  the  plans  for  the 
new  building. 

Foundations  tor  this  structure  are  now 
being  laid  Its  design  embodies  the 
most  striking  and  modern  principles  of 
present  dav  architecture.  The  inner  and 
outer  walls  will  be  entirely  of  glass  and 
the  effectiveness  oi  this  material  will  be 
further  heightened  by  the  fact  that  it  is 
of  several  colors,   shaded,   diffused  and 


blended  so  as  to  produce  the  final  effect 
ol  a  softly  and  richly  colored  fabric. 
By  night  the  exchange  building  will 
glow  with  an  astounding  beauty  as  a 
special  system  of  spotlight  illumination 
is  being  perfected. 

Herbert  Fleisshacker.Jr  .famous  Stan- 
ford athlete  ot  former  years,  terminated 
negotiations  yesterday  through  which  he 
becomes  sole  owner  of  Market  street 

Blanding  Sloan's  Puppet's  are  being 
rehearsed  for  their  presentation  ot 
"Strange  Interlude"  in  modern  dress. 

The  Fifty-seventh  Season  of  The  San 
Francisco  Opera  Association  was  in- 
augurated at  the  recently  completed 
War  Memorial.  Mary  Garden  opened 
the  season  singing  "Thais."  Doctor 
Mark  Gerstle,  111,  president  ot  the 
Association,  in  dedicating  the  War 
Memorial,  explained  that  the  project 
had  been  finished  only  because  there 
were  no  surviving  members  of  the 
American  Legion. 

The  Police  Commissioner  has  ex- 
pressed himself  as  willing  to  relieve 
traffic  congestion  if  someone  will  show 
him  how  it  may  be  done. 

The  land,  whereon  has  stood  for 
sixty-five  years  the  remains  of  a  one 
time  art  palace,  was  last  night  formally 
possessed  by  the  Board  of  Supervisors 
for  the  city,  and  the  site  will  be  con- 
verted into  a  small  neighborhood  play- 
ground. There  are  old  residents  of  the 
city,  who  recall  the  days  when  the 
present  heap  of  fragmentary  pillars  and 
traces  of  a  dome  were  a  proud  and  beau- 
tiful structure,  consisting  of  an  art 
palace,  a  colonade  of  stately  pillars  and 
a  fine  domed  rotunda;  the  whole  being 
by  far  the  most  notable  building  ot  the 
Panama  Pacific  International  Exposition 
held  in  1915. 

At  the  close  of  the  Exposition,  it  was 
proposed  to  re-construct  the  Fine  Arts 
Palace  of  permanent  materials  as  a 
fitting  memory  ot  the  great  exposition 
This  question  was  agitated  for  mam- 
years,  but  the  efforts  always  came  to 
nothing.  Meanwhile,  the  original  struc- 
ture ot  flimsy,  perishable  material  slowly 
crumbled  to  dust  and  in  time  even  the 
aim  of  reconstructing  it  was  forgotten. 

The  pressing  Spring  Valley  Water 
questions  were  not  discussed  at  last 
night's  meeting,  owing  to  lack  ot  time. 
They  will  come  up  at  the  next  session 
of  the  board 

The  final  decision  by  the  Board  of 
Supervisors  as  to  the  renewal  of  old  and 
the  granting  ot  new  franchises  to  the 
Street  Railway  Company  w  as  not  settled 
at  last  night's  meet  of  the  board,  as  was 
generally  anticipated,  but  was  post 
poned  tor  another  three  weeks  Heated 
discussion  marked  the  latter  hours  of  the 


session.  Certain  of  the  supervisors  held 
that,  some  of  the  periods  in  the  official 
documents  were  upside  down  and  gen- 
erally out  of  line,  and  that  this  fact 
would  affect  the  legality  of  the  docu- 
ments 

The  City  Attorney  was  finally  in- 
structed to  look  into  this  matter  and 
have  a  new  set  of  documents  made  up, 
if  necessarv 

The  Governor  assures  petitioners  that, 
after  the  coming  Tournament  of  Roses, 
he  hopes  to  find  time  to  consider  the 
case  of  Mooney  and  Billings. 

The  prevalence  of  the  theme  among 
the  latest  books  would  seem  to  indicate 
that  readers  find  much  of  interest  in  the 
stirring  and  adventurous  old  days  of 
Prohibition,  when  gallant  young  men 
courted  danger  on  the  high  seas,  when 
lite  was  gay  and  hearts  were  high,  and 
when  there  was  none  of  the  sordid  ma- 
terialism which  now  strangles  us  (Book 
review,  of  course.) 

The  De  Young  Museum  has  acquired 
a  collection  of  costumes  worn  in  1929- 
30.  The  exhibit  should  prove  of  interest 
to  those  who  have  found  that  the  pages 
from  Vogue  and  Harper's  Bazaar  of 
those  years  make  such  quaint  lampshades. 

Officials  of  the  Bank  of  Italy  announce 
that  they  will  soon  have  a  branch  in 
every  cigar  store. 

Three  Qenerations  of  Hearstian  Jour- 
nalism has  just  been  released  by  The 
Spokesman  Publishing  Company  of 
New  York.  The  volume  falls  into  two 
sections.  The  first  part  is  the  presenta- 
tion, in  revised  and  enlarged  form,  of  a 
series  of  articles  on  the  subject  of 
Hearstian  Journalism,  which  ran  in 
The  Argonaut  during  the  past  year  and 
bore  the  name  of  Edward  Morphy  III, 
widely  recognized  as  America's  young- 
est and  most  brilliant  critic. 

The  second  part  is  composed  of  re- 
prints of  articles  and  items,  dealing  with 
the  journalistic  methods  ot  the  late 
William  Randolph  Hearst  and  hissuc- 
cessors  and  descendants,  which  appeared 
in  The  .  \rgonant,  beginning  roughly 
about  1920  and  continuing  to  the  pre- 
sent day. 

The  Board  of  Supervisors  has  refused 
to  consider  the  proposal  of  the  City  of 
Los  Angeles  that  San  Francisco  be  in- 
cluded within  the  Los  Angeles  city 
limits.  Some  fear  is  being  expressed, 
however,  that  San  Mateo  may  be  so 
swallowed  up 

The  San  Franciscan's  new  building 
is  nearing  completion.  The  editorial 
olhces  will  occupy  the  fiftieth,  fifty-first 
and  httv  second  floors,  from  which 
height  it  is  possible  to  see  all  the  bay 
bridges. 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Beth  Wendel 


The  youngest  of  the  contributing  editors  of  The  San  Franciscan — who  refuses  to 
grow  up  in  spite  of  the  responsibilities  of  two  children,  the  dignity  of  authorship 
of  a  recently  produced  play,  and  a  reputation  for  general  sophistication.  You 
know  her  verse — her  book  reviews — and  her  short  sketches.  \S  e  publish  her 
picture  this  month  because  it  is  the  first  time,  since  she  joined  the  staff,  that 
nothing  written  by  her  appears. 


FEBRl  IARY,  1930 


15 


Critic  vs.  Critic 


Swords  are  I  'rossr-d  ;md  IVrl  inr-nf  4|iit»Ktioiis  Askr-d 

by  WILSON  FOLLETT 


In  tragic  writing  there  is  no  longer 
possible    a    Sophocles,    or    even    .1 
Shakespeare,  but  only  (excepting  Jeffers) 
a  lot  ol  little  fellows  who  rewrite  Mail 
passant   without  the   humor  There 

is  no  longer  in  this  country  a  litcrarv 
critic  whom  one  can  trust;  those  who 
lead  what  was  once  a  proud  profession 
are  all  sideshow  barkers,  ballyhooing, 
indiscriminately,  each  and  every  Freak 

I  have  gathered  these  crab-apples  From 
Mr  Ned  Hilton's  November  crop;  and 
still  the  wonder  grows  that  an  orchard 
yielding  on  the  whole  such  sound  and 
vendible  fruit  can  also  bear  these  bitter 
nubbins  At  the  gate  of  this  orchard, 
"The  White  Card,''  1  find  a  sign  posted 
"It  is  to  be  understood  that  the  editor  of 
The  San  Franciscan  is  not  responsible 
for  what  appears  on  this  page,  and  the 
editor  of  this  page  is  not  responsible  for 
whatever  may  appear  elsewhere  in  the 
magazine."  Is,  one  wonders,  responsibil- 
ity so  casually  abolished  or  sidestepped 
as  all  that  comes  to7  An  editor,  they  tell 
me  in  the  law  offices,  is  responsible  for 
what  he  causes  to  appear  in  print,  the 
question  of  his  private  agreement  or  dis- 
agreement with  it  being  neither  here  nor 
there  And  Mr  Hilton,  who  says  he  is 
"not  responsible  tor  whatever  may  ap- 
pear elsewhere  in  the  magazine,"  is  cer- 
tainly just  as  answerable  tor  these  present 
remarks  as  any  other  cause  is  tor  its  logi- 
cal effect 

Not  that  we  haven't  more  reason  for 
gratitude  to  Mr  Hilton  than  for  any 
other  emotion  In  these  same  November 
columns  he  lets  the  gas  out  of  that 
Franco- American  balloon,  the  prestige 
of  Mr  Julian  Green;  his  drawing  "M. 
Grin  Meets  Eeyore"  is  a  priceless  em- 
bodiment of  both  sagacity  and  wit;  he 
declines  to  be  imposed  upon  by  adver- 
tising, which,  next  to  the  movies,  is  this 
century's  most  pervasively  influential 
supplv  of  art  and  romance;  and  he  pays 
no  homage  at  all  to  that  less  than  skin- 
deep  literary  culture  which  modish  per- 
sons now  apply  to  themselves  on  the 
outside  as  a  sort  of  spiritual  cosmetic. 
In  these  and  other  particulars,  Mr  Hil- 
ton is  a  crusted,  detached,  and  very  salu- 
tary skeptic,  whose  mental  age  has  to  be 
reckoned  as  in  the  neighborhood  of 
fifty-four.  One  can  but  wish  that  his 
name  were  Legion,  his  vigor  and  in- 
dustry infinite,  and  his  working  day 
seventy-two  hours  long  Precisely  be- 
cause he  is  in  possession  of  some  very 
c\cinng  merits,  every  syllable  in  which 
he  refuses  to  exhibit  these  merits  is  less 
acceptable  and  more  maddening  than  it 
would  be  from  any  habitual  purveyor  of 


Editor's  Nolo — This  artirle  is 
ihe  first  by  this  distinguished 
Eastern    critic    lhal    we    have 
been     privileged     lu     publish. 
Wilson     I  1. II.  11.     author    of 
"Joseph     Conrad,"     "Some 
Modern   Novelists"   and   "The 
Modern    Novel"    has    recently 
come  lo  California.  It  is  grati- 
fying   to    find    him    taking 
such  interest  in  Western 
thought. 


stuff  and  nonsense  Mr.  Hilton  ought  to 
be  about  the  last  man  living  to  assure  us 
that,  for  example,  Shakespeare  is  incon- 
ceivable today,  or  that  the  critical  fac- 
ulty is  defunct — utterances  in  which  the 
highest  mental  age  that  the  utmost 
generosity  can  detect  is  a  ripe  seventeen. 

Shakespeare  impossible  in  tragic 
writing  today?  How,  why,  and 
wherein?  Shakespeare  in  any  age  what- 
ever is  almost  infinitely  improbable,  and 
in  none  more  so  than  in  that  age  of 
Euphuism  in  which  he  somehow  con- 
trived to  be  But  "nothing  is  so  improb- 
able as  that  which  takes  place  "  Mr 
Ned  Hilton,  it  he  had  lived  and  practised 
criticism  in  Elizabeth's  London  of  1588, 
could  easily  have  said,  as  men  of  sense 
and  learning  did  in  effect  then  say:  "In 
tragic  writing  there  is  no  longer  possible 
a  Sophocles,  or  even  a  Chaucer,  but  only 
(excepting  a  young  playwright  of  some 
promise  named  Marlowe)  a  lot  of  little 
fellows  who  rewrite  Seneca  without  the 
restraint  "  It  would  have  been,  on  the 
face  of  it,  a  reasonable  utterance  That 
age,  like  this,  was  an  affair  of  cultural 
modes  and  fads  It  was  overlaid  with  a 
shallow  cosmopolitanism  It  was  marked 
by  a  sudden  increase  in  the  amount  of 
ttavel  and  in  the  facilities  tor  communi- 
cation And  it  had,  like  this  age.  a  great 
addiction  to  the  odd,  the  grotesque,  the 
morbific  The  theatre  and  the  other  arts 
were  in  a  chaotic  experimental  stage. 
Only  in  retrospect  do  we  view  ic  as  a 
time  favorable  to  the  career  ol  a  great 
genius,  and  we  should  not  view  it  s.i  at 
all  if  the  great  genius  had  not  actually 
appeared  The  tact  remains  that,  had 
Mr  Hilton  so  pronounced  in  1  5SS,  he 
would  have  stood  a  good  chance  of  be- 
ing read  (and.  for  aught  1  know,  coi 
dially  agreed  with)  by  a  young  man 
already  twenty-four  vears  old  who  was 
on  the  brink  of  being  Shakespeare. 

Does  Mr  Hilton  fancy  that  tragic 
genius  is  "out"  because  radio  announcers 
roar  and  coo  111  the  land,  or  because  every 
unbuilt  city  acre  is  thronged  with  re- 
possessed Fords,  or  because  the  world  is 


suddenly  filled  with  semi-literate  fools 
who  have  a  mania  for  reading  printed 
matter  about  themselves  and  their  kind? 
The  machine  age  is,  to  be  sure,  un- 
friendly to  the  occurrence  ol  preeminent 
genius,  but  how  much  more  so  than  any 
age?  Genius  is,  almost  by  definition,  the 
assertion  of  inherent  gifts  and  necessities 
against  all  the  probabilities  of  circum- 
stance. No  one  can  ever  know  that  it  is 
going  to  appear  — but  it  is  sheer  preten- 
tious silliness  to  profess  knowledge  that 
it  is  not  going  to  appear  The  genealogy 
of  great  tragic  literature,  as  perhaps  Mr 
Hilton  would  concede  offhand,  is  trace- 
able as  far  as  Goethe  Anyone  not  taken 
in  by  the  sapient  dismissals  of  Meredith 
by  those  literary  modistes  and  fashion- 
mongers  who  have  left  him  unread,  has 
the  privilege  of  finding  for  himself  that 
the  lineage  extends  to  at  least  18*35 
There  is  a  great  tragic  novel  — maybe  the 
greatestin  English  -called  Nostromo,  pub- 
lished in  1904  by  an  Anglo-Polish  writer 
named  Joseph  Conrad  (It  is  dedicated  to 
Mr.  John  Galsworthy,  whose  name  it 
may  keep  alive  longer  than  the  Forsytes 
will  )  Prav,  have  the  world  and  the  pos- 
sibilities in  human  nature  changed  at 
such  a  rate  in  the  last  few  years  that 
what  happens  against  all  foreseeing  in 
1904  cannot  imaginably  happen  -  again, 
unexpectedly  and  miraculously  in  1930? 
The  chances  against  a  Hamlet,  a  Faust, 
an  Amazing  Marriage,  a  Nostromo  are, 
111  any  decade  of  history,  a  thousand 
million  to  one  That  will  be  true  of  the 
future,  too  But  it  will  also  remain  true 
that  what  has  happened  can  happen 

As  a  fact,  Mr  Hilton  gives  away 
1,  the  whole  show  when  he  savs 
there  is  possible  to  us  no  tragic  writer  of 
stature,  but  only  the  lot  of  little  imi- 
tators —excepting  Jeffers.  It  the  one  ex- 
ception is  possible,  all  things  are  pos- 
sible, and  some  of  them  will  sometime 
occur  No  exception  to  a  law  of  chance 
was  ever  the  onlv  possible  exception  to 
it.  But  this  generalization  of  Mr  Hil- 
ton's is  not  even  a  law 

And  what,  now,  of  the  disappearance 
of  trustworthy  critics  in  this  country? 
I  think  bcttct  of  Mr  Hilton  than  to  sup- 
pose that  he  is  talking  about  the  swarm 
of  gentry — and.  as  Bierce  would  say, 
ladry — who  review  the  new  books  for 
the  newspapers,  ncatlv  proportioning  the 
space  to  the  anticipated  sale  All  of  us 
understand,  I  take  it.  that  this  work  is 
line  contemporary  phase  of  book-adver 
rising  Its  justification  is  economic,  not 
litcrarv,  and  it  is  simph  an  aspect  of  the 

inucd  on  page  23 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Sansome  Street  Entrance 


William  Horace  Smith  has  used  the  doorway  of  the  San  Francisco 
Stock  Exchange  building,  with  the  surmounting  sculpture  by  Ralph 
Stackpole,  as  the  subject  of  this  dynamic  camera  composition. 


FKBKl  AKY.  1930 


17 


Art  and  the  Stock  Exchange 


Modern  Itiisiiiess  Turns  Townrd  Modern  Art 

by  ESTHER  L.  JOHNSON 


MODERN  art  has  triumphed  in  che 
stronghold  of  the  conservatives 
in  San  Francisco.  Finance,  which  lias 
little  time  for  new  ideals  in  art,  is  the 
first  element  in  the  city  to  stretch  out  its 
hands  to  welcome  the  work  of  the 
modernist 

The  new  Stock  Exchange  Building  at 
Pine  and  Sansome  streets,  is  being  deco- 
rated by  San  Francisco's  two  foremost 
modern  sculptors,  Ralph  Stackpole  and 
Robert  Boardman  Howard  They  have 
been  given  tree  rein. 

The  result  is  that  tor  the  first  time  in 
this  city  a  building  is  decorated  with 
forms  that  are  living  and  vital.  For  that 
is  the  main  contribution  ot  the  artist 
whom  we  term  modern  -  he  interprets 
the  "modern  temper  "  He  deals  with  the 
past  only  as  background  and  foundation. 

That  architects  in  San  Francisco  arc 
now  beginning  to  accept  what  Stackpole 
and  Howard  as  modernists  have  to  oiler 
the  world  indicates  the  trend  that  decora- 
tion is  taking.  That  the  financial  district 
is  the  first  to  recognize  the  living  quality 
of  modern  art  is  something  for  the  busi- 
ness man  to  reflect  upon 

The  main  plaint  of  the  business  man 
who  judges  art  by  "I  know  what  I  like," 
is  that  modern  art  is  exaggerated  in  torm 
and  hence  not  beautiful.  He  torgets  to 
look  about  him  at  the  exaggerated  forms 
that  the  present  age  ot  invention  and 
mechanics  thrusts  upon  him  at  every 
turn  But  to  him  art  is  a  thing  apart  from 
lite  itself  To  the  artist,  art  expresses  life 
as  he  sees  it  lived  about  him 

He  takes  the  materials  of  today,  and 
he  says  something  new  with  them.  He 
expresses  the  emotions  of  a  machine  age 
He  interprets  the  speed,  the  energy,  the 
inventiveness  of  the  present  civilization 

"'Conservative  art  has  been  done  and 
re-done,  and  often  it  has  been  done  near 
perfection,"  says  Stackpole  "We  arc 
now  reaching  out  into  new  fields  We 
are  still  trying  to  create." 

Howard  voices  the  same  attitude 
when  he  says,  "I  cannot  express  myself 
differently  than  1  do.  It  is  what  I  feel, 
brought  up  in  the  world  as  it  exists 
today 

Both  men  are  the  product  ot  academic 
training  Both  have  broken  away  in  re- 
sponse to  various  influences  in  their  lives. 
Contact  with  modernists  in  Paris,  con- 
tact with  the  mechanical  wonders  of  our 
dav  have  helped  Groping  lor  expression 
that  will  speak  because  of  its  power  and 
vitality  has  forced  them  to  hunt  for 
trcsh  and  varied  symbols. 

Little  hv  little,  the  public  has  been 
exposed    to    the    forms    offered    by    the 


symphonic 
psychopathetiqiie 

For  piccolos  and  bass  viols 

By  Lloyd  S.  Thompson 

(Allegro  ma  non  Iroppo) 

One  time  your  beauty  was  a  well-banked 

fire 
That  challenged  me  to  stir  it  forth  and 

warm 
Myself;  bedeviled  voiees  bade  me  storm 
Decorum's  portals,  barred  to  my  desire. 

(Allegro  vivace) 

You   gave  me   thirst    but    would    not   offer 

drink. 
Save  vinegar  to  lash  my  frenzy  nit>re; 
I  wonder  if  it  pleased  you  then  to  think 
That  I   might  plead  forever  at  your  door. 

(Energico  crescendo  con  antore) 

But  dreams  can  do  what   flesh  can  never 

know, 
So  I,  to  astral  bivouacs  retiring. 
Took  you  in  fancy  where  you  would  not  go 
In  life,  and  mine  was  all  I'd  been  desiring. 

(Andante  canlabile) 

In  aberration  you've  been  violated; 
You  are,  to  my  relief  and  your  dismay, 
(Now  that  your  prehensilily's  abated) 
A  letter  opened,  read  and  thrown  away. 


modernist.  Our  advertisements  have 
used  its  angles  and  exaggerations.  Our 
interior  decorators  have  introduced  them 
in  furniture  and  furnishings  Some  of  it 
is  good,  much  of  it  is  horrible  But  at 
any  rate,  the  public  is  getting  used  to 
seeing  forms  that  are  different  from 
those  employed  by  the  past  generation 

People  are  not  being  shocked  by  the 
decorations  on  the  Stock  Exchange 
Building.  They  are  becoming  interested. 
The  forms  employed  by  Stackpole  and 
Howard  are  different,  but  their  sym- 
bolism is  self-evident. 

Every  detail  of  the  sculpture  is  care- 
fully planned  to  fit  into  a  given  space. 
Strength  and  vitality  are  there,  due 
partly  to  the  vision  and  partly  to  the 
bold  execution  ot  the  artists  Squarely 
cut,  massive  in  effect,  with  lines  based 
on  the  human  figure  but  not  bound  by 
anatomy,  the  work  of  both  men  is 
robust  and  compelling 

There  the  sculptured  granite  stands 
creation  that  is  solid  and  enduring   The 
sculptor  himself  is  small  in  comparison 
with  his  work,  which  springs  from  his 
mind  and  is  of  his  emotion  and  spirit 


Simplicity  marks  the  lines  of  the 
building,  as  it  does  the  works  of  art 
which  decorate  it  The  columns  which 
torm  the  front  ot  the  structure,  facing 
on  Pine  street,  have  been  preserved  from 
the  old  sub-treasury  which  formerly 
stood  there  A  handicap  in  one  way,  the 
architects,  Miller  and  Ptlueger,  have 
utilized  these  Tuscan  colonnades  to  add 
dignity  and  a  classical  feeling  to  a  build- 
ing of  great  severity 

T.  L.  Pflueger  is  given  the  credit  for 
visualizing  his  completed  structure  with 
the  decorations  a  part  of  the  unified 
whole.  He  had  placed  into  the  face  of 
the  Sansome  street  side  huge  blocks  of 
granite  ready  for  the  sculptor's  tools. 
He  completed  the  building  on  Pine  street 
with  smooth,  broad  pylons  at  each  side 
of  the  columns,  in  front  of  which  are  to 
be  placed  massive  groups  of  statuary 

To  Stackpole  has  been  intrusted  the 
work  on  the  exterior  of  the  building — 
the  figures  on  the  Sansome  street  side, 
the  two  groups  before  the  pylons,  and 
the  medallions  on  the  parapets  Howard 
has  executed  six  panels  placed  inside  the 
building  on  the  main  trading  door,  and 
a  carved  wooden  door  for  the  Govern- 
ing Board  Room. 

For  months,  Stackpole  has  been  at 
work  on  a  scaffolding  high  over  the 
Sansome  street  entrance,  cutting  directly 
into  the  granite  blocks  He  has  now 
completed  this  heroic  group  of  figures, 
which  represent  his  conception  of  finance 
with  its  background  of  industry  and 
natural  resources.  It  is  called  "The 
Progress  of  Man  "  Conceived  with 
breadth  of  vision,  the  work  is  executed 
with  vigor. 

The  huge  central  male  figure,  carved 
in  half  relief,  rests  his  hands  on  a  globe 
representing  the  earth,  as  he  contem- 
plates the  future  development  of  this 
known  bit  of  existence  Two  smaller 
figures  cut  in  low  relief  are  on  each  side 
These  tell  of  man  starting  the  adventure 
of  life  —one  on  the  sea  and  the  other  on 
the  land. 

In  the  background  appears  a  repre- 
sentation of  the  rain  and  the  lightning, 
eternal  torces  necessary  to  the  success  of 
man's  journev  through  this  world  Back 
of  that  and  above  the  whole  group 
stretches  the  rainbow,  symbolic  of  man's 
triumph  over  and  harnessing  ot  natural 
energies 

The  parapet  above  is  broken  bv  a 
medallion  in  which  Stackpole  has  hewn 
the  symbols  of  man's  mastery  over  scone 
and  steel  as  he  bends  them  to  his  uses  to 
provide  shelter  tor  himself. 
Continued  on  pace  28 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


from  germaiiy 


Haralrl  Kreutzberg  and  Yvonne  Georgi,  who  appear  in  San  Francisco 
this  month,  have  duplicated,  in  America,  their  spectacular  success  in 
the  capitals  of  Europe.  Kreutzberg  Mas  brought  to  America  first  by 
Max  Reinhardt  and  has  returned  this  time  under  the  patronage  of  a 
distinguished  group  including  Mrs.  Vincent  Astor,  Mrs.  James  W. 
Gerard,  Princess  Paul  Chavchavadze,  Countess  Mercati,  Princess 
Rospigliosi,  Vittoria,  Duchess  di  Sermonetta,  Mrs.  W.  K.  Vanderbilt 
and  Mrs.  J.  Norman  de  R.  Whitehouse. 


FEBRUARY.  1930 


19 


tiii:  ».\x<  ;e 


Prewnteil  This  Nelson  Irom  Four  IMllVronl  Points  of  View 

by  ALINE  KISTLER 


San  Francisco  is  fond  oi  the  dance 
and  dancers  arc  delighted  with  San 
Francisco  This  season,  particularly,  the 
combinacion  ol  dancer  and  charmed 
puhlic  has  been  a  happy  one.  Record 
crowds  saw  Angna  Enters  and  La  Argen- 
tina, last  month,  and  alreadv  enthusiasm 
and  interest  are  shown  in  the  Kreutzberg 
and  Georgi  concert,  the  middle  ot  Febru- 
ary and  in  the  recital  by  Mary  von 
Sabern,  the  latter  part  ot  March 

More  interesting  than  the  enthusiasm, 
is  the  fact  that  the  tour  events  present 
the  dance  from  four  entirely  different 
viewpoints.  Angna  Enters,  booked  as 
"the  founder  of  a  new  American  school 
ol  dancing,"  emphasizes  the  pantomime 
ol  the  dance — La  Argentina  presents  the 
simpler  Spanish  folk  dances  with  a 
maximum  of  coquetrie  and  personal 
charm — Kreutzberg  and  Georgi,  fore- 
most representatives  of  the  modem 
German  school,  arc  occupied  with  the 
dynamic  spirit  of  the  dance  -and  Mary 
von  Sabern,  whose  only  teacher  was 
Isadora  Duncan,  is  primarily  interested 
in  creative  expression  in  dance  form 

It  is  unjust  to  judge  any  one  of  these 
dancers  by  the  standard  ot  another  be- 
cause each  has  an  individual  approach — 
almost  an  individual  definition  ot  danc- 
ing But  all  are  artists  and  contributors 
to  the  common  body  ot  art 

After  her  appearance  here,  San  Fran- 
cisco said  .  "Angna  Enters  is  a  charming 
entertainer  but  she  is  not  a  dancer  "  And 
she  isn't,  except  by  her  own  definition. 
She  defines  the  dance  as  "a  composition 
of  movement" — and  her  category  ot 
movement  includes  all  the  mimetic  ges- 
tures usually  classed  with  characteriza- 
tion Because  of  this,  she  cannot  be 
compared  to  other  dancers.  One  must 
think  of  her  in  her  own  self-defined 
realm 

Angna  Enters  sketches  personalities 
She  gives,  in  a  brief  episode,  the  dis- 
tinguishing elements  of  a  person,  placing 
her  indelibly  in  a  setting  of  period,  place 
and  psychological  reaction  She  recreates 
women  of  the  past  from  the  art  records 
of  their  gestures  It  is  a  sort  of  subtle 
behaviorism  for  Enters  revives  the  man- 
ners  and    mannerisms    ot    an    age-dead 


lll.lis    (I.IIM'4'N 

jii' i  or  ilio  years 

By  Vaughn  Francis   Hfeisling 

Then  she  turned. 
To  move 
For  him. 
But  for  him. 

White  feet 

That  had  moved 

At  the  others'  whim; 

White  feet 
That  had  known 
Only  Love 
For  a  master. 

When  she  danced  for  Death, 
Thev  moved  faster! 


lady  and,  behold,  the  lady  herself  rises 
in  person  before  you 

Enters  composes  the  most  obvious 
movements  into  an  episode  ot  apparent 
triviality — and  manages  to  bind  into  its 
substance  the  subtle  element  that  leavens 
the  lump  called  art  Much  of  the  time, 
she  seems  to  sketch  with  a  tinted  brush 
whose  strokes  create  complete  illusion 
the  structure  ot  which  is  forgotten.  In 
other  episodes,  as  in  "Moyen  Age," 
"Pavane"  and  "Queen  of  Heaven,"  she 
paints  in  full  color  with  a  rich  pattern 
that  itself  gives  reality  to  the  portrayal. 
These  compositions  approach  the  ac- 
cepted dance  torm.  They  are  memorable 
units  of  plastic  beauty  in  which  the 
spiritual  is  emphasized  above  the  narra- 
tive. It  was  when  Enters  gave  these 
three  episodes  that  she  first  drew  her 
San  Francisco  audience  to  her  and  held 
them  for  a  moment  close  to  her  heart. 

San  Francisco  is  hesitant  about  join- 
ing her  praises  to  seeming  unani- 
mous adulation  from  elsewhere  This 
attitude  was  particularly  noticeable  at 
the  debut  of  Angna  Enters  She  had  been 
heralded  most  enthusiastically  Profuse 
praise  from  critics  of  three  nations  had 
been  quoted  most  impressively  San 
Francisco  was  impressed  to  the  extent  oi 
crowding   the    ballroom    at    the    initial 


recital-  but  it  went  suspiciously,  readv 
to  criticize,  intent  on  exercising  its  own 
judgment  One  must  know  San  Fran- 
cisco to  understand  this  questioning 
attitude  It  is  one  of  the  things  that  mark 
the  city — it  paves  the  way  for  the  city's 
interesting  contrasting  enthusiasms  and 
indifferences — for  this  quality  leads  San 
Francisco  to  remain  loyal  to  its  favorites 
heedless  of  popularity  elsewhere. 

It  was  somewhat  the  same  last  year 
when  La  Argentina  first  came  to  San 
Francisco  from  overwhelming  successes 
elsewhere  The  enthusiasm  hesitated  in 
a  critical  pose  then  capitulated  before 
her  consummate  charm  So  it  is  with 
Enters — in  spite  of  the  initial  criticism, 
published  and  murmured,  San  Francisco 
has  responded  to  her  personality  and 
another  year  will  have  accepted  her  as 
its  own 

La  Argentina  and  Angna  Enters  have 
far  more  in  common  than  is  apparent. 
La  Argentina,  whose  dances  are  all  based 
on  folk  steps, whose  convention  has  been 
accepted  for  generations,  is  closer  in 
spirit  to  Angna  Enters  than  to  either  of 
the  other  outstanding  dancers  of  the 
season.  This  is  so  because  neither  Enters 
nor  La  Argentina  rely  on  the  torm  of  the 
dance  to  reach  the  audience  Both  are 
exquisite  actresses  who  win  favor  pri- 
marily with  impersonation. 

One  does  not  go  to  see  La  Argentina, 
just  to  see  the  intricacies  of  Spanish 
dance  steps — she  does  not  indulge  in  the 
most  complicated  dances.  One  does  not 
go  even  to  hear  those  perfectly  handled 
castanets  One  really  goes  to  see  La 
Argentina 

It  might  well  be  said  that  La  Argen- 
tina dances  more  with  her  head  than 
with  her  feet — it  is  in  reality  her 
coquetry,  her  smile  and  her  diminutive 
blusterings  that  subjugate  the  audience 
to  unquestioning  enthusiasm.  La  Argen- 
tina could  dance  sitting  down. 

Not  that  she  does  not  dance  in  the 
accepted  way — she  does  But  others  can 
and  have  done  as  well  so  far  as  steps  are 
concerned — but  none  have  been  La 
Argentina ! 

Continued  on  page  34 


ANGNA  ENTERS 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Mrs.  George  Pope 


FEBRIARY.  1930 


21 


Till:  ICIH.MM.  IIYWM  V 


WEDDINGS 

Fl  i:m  GH  s\il  ill  On  Deo  mi,  ,  l?  In  Montreal 
\1r  William  McPhefSOn  Fitzhugh,  son  * .  1  Mrs  William 
1*  Fitzhugh  and  the  late  Mr  Fitzhugh,  and  Miss  Alice 

Elizabeth  Smith,  daughter  "t   Mr    and   Mrs    John  Lin- 
naeus Smith  "i  Montreal 

I   VNGHORNI    RAYMOND     On    January    4.     al 

Napa,  Calilorma    Mi    John   1  ,nmh.>TiK   ,n\l  Miss  LJna 

Inez  Raymond,  daughter  ol  Mr   and  Mrs    L    M   Ray- 
mond, ol  Napa 

MAXW1  II  \  \n  i  l  i  !  I  On  lanuan  II,  In  Ne* 
York.  Mr  \ll\n  W  Maxwell  son  ol  \ir  and  Mrs 
Charles  Maxwell,  .md  Miss  Julia  Van  Fleet,  daughter 

ot    Mrs     William   Car\    \.m    1   lect    and    (he    late  Judge 

w    t     Van  Fleei 


ENGAGEMENTS 
MACE-Ft  RBI  SI  1   Miss  Frances  Mace,  daughter  ol 

Dr  and  Mrs  Lewis  Sa\  re  Mace  to  Dr  Claude  <-  > 
Furbush,  son  of  Mr  and  Mrs  George  C  Furbush  ol 
Alameda. 

RODIEK-SPALDING  Miss  Paula  Rodiek,  daughter 
ol  Mr  and  Mrs  George  Rodiek,  to  Mr  Edward  Pol- 
hemus  Spalding,  son  ot  Dr  and  Mrs  Alfred  Baker 
Spalding 

KRl  TTSCHN!  TIN  IOMPSON  Miss  Mane  Elise 
Kruttschnut.  daughter  ol  Mr  and  Mrs  Julius  Krutt- 
schniti  J  r  of  San  Francisco  and  rucson  to  Mr  W  illiam 
I  hompson,  of  Tucson. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mrs  Frank  Preston  ol  Med  turd,  (  Vcgon.  visited  with 
her  son-in-law  and  daughter  Mr  and  Mrs  Gerald  Herr- 
mann at  their  apartment  on  Sacramento  street 

Colonel  and  Mrs  George  B  Pillsbury  of  Philadelphia 
have  been  guests  "l  Mrs  Pillsbury's  sister.  Mrs,  Philip 
Van  Home  Lansdale  at  the  letter's  home  on  Broadway 
Mrs  Pillsbun  was  the  former  Mis-  Bertha  Sidney- 
Smith  of  ban  I   i  ai  iei 

Mr    and  Mrs    Richard  Warner  Clarke  ol  New    York 
have   been   visiting   Mrs    Clarke's   father,   Mr    Henry 
in.  in  Sausalito   Miss  Elizabeth  Moore  gave  a  din- 
ner at  her  home  in  Piedmont  in  honor  of  Mr  and  Mrs. 
Clarke 

Mr     and    Mrs     William   H     Crocker   *  ere   hosts    to 
esse  de  Buyer   tDaisy  Polk)   who  has  made  her 
home  in  Pans  for  the  past  lew  years 

In  honor  <>t  Mrs  Edward  A  Sturges.  wife  of  Colontl 
Sturges,  I  S  A  Mr-  Vii-lph  Spreckels  gave  a  luncheon 
recently  at  her  home  on  Washington  street  Colonel  and 
Mrs  Sturges  were  recently  transferred  to  the  Presidio 
from  Washington,  D  C. 

In  honor  of  Mrs  Paul  Winstow  of  Honolulu  Mr. 
William  Kent  Jr  .  gave  a  luncheon  at  his  home  m  Kent- 
field  Mrs  Winstow  came  to  the  coast  to  attend  the 
regional  o  inference  i  il  the  Junior  League  held  in  Seal  I  le 

Baron  and  Baroness  Von  R>  imberg  were  the  guests ,  ,f 

leanne  Hughson  of  this  city  early  in  the  year  The 

Baron  and  Baroness  came  north,  accompanied  by  the 

Baroness' sister   Miss  lane  Hall,  to  attend  the  Spinsters' 

Ball 

Mrs  Herman  Oclnchs  and  Mr  and  Mrs  Cole  Porter 
were  in  San  Francisco  for  a  few  days  before  sailing  for 
the  Orient    IXinng  their  stay  in  this  part  ol  California 

they  were  entertained  by  Mr.  and  Mrs   John  Magee  at 
their  home  in  Pebble  Beach, 

Mrs  William  Kent,  Jr  ,  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Town 
and  (Country  Club  in  honor  "I  Miss  Alice  Cooke  of 
Honolulu 

Mrs   Willis  Walker  wa    I  b  luncheon  gather" 

mg  at   the  Francisca  Cluh  in   honor  of  Mrs    Charles 
BoCttcher  of  Denver 

Mis-,  Grace  Howard  Potter  of  New  York  is  visiting 
with  Mrs  Ashton  Potter  at  the  letter's  home  in  Wash- 
ington 

Prince  and  Princess  |  lcnr>  XXXII!  of  Reuss  are  ex- 
pected to  arrive  in  San  Francisco  shortl)  with  their 
children  and  will  be  domiciled  at  the  Hotel  Fairmont 
for  a  feu 

Mrs  Kurt  Albert,  the  former  Miss  Florence  Whittell 

vit\  wh..  nou  makes  her  home  in  Berlin,  is  visit- 
ing with  her  aunt.  Mrs  George  Whittell  at  the  Whittell 
home  m  ( California 

Mrs    William  (.    Hensha*  ol  Pan  eni   the 

guest  of  her  daughter  Mrs    Charles  Clarke  Keeney  in 

Piedmont 

Mr    Henr>    B    M  I  h\    his  son  and 

daughter    is  visiting  with  Mr    Samuel  I      B    Moi 
Del  M 

Robert    Dunham   of   Chicago    visited    in    San 
i  a  week    Mrs    IXinham  was  a  guest  at  the 

a  Baird  ol  London  was  guest  ol  honor  at  a 
luncheon  given  at  the  San  Francisco  Yacht  Cluh  by 
Mrs  I  recfi  rich  I  f'i  • 


HERE  AND  THERE 

Mis-,  i  ,|,  ,i  i,i  \  hi  Bergen's  debut  took  plao  on  1  ebru 
ary  I  ai  the  San  Franc  iso  i  ( toll  nnd(  ountry  (  Hub  where 

8  dinner  dance  w  as  given  fl  >r  1 1 1 1  v 

Mr  and  Mrs  Joseph  <t  Tobin  and  Mr  and  Mrs 
Nion  F  I  it.  1  ■  r  were  hosts  ai  a  Sundas  luncheon  given 
ai  the  Pin  1  ail  Duck  (  luboniht  peninsula  More  than 
71)  guests  attended 

Mrs  George  T.  Brady  is  giving  a  song  recital  n 
February    4  ■"  th*  Fairmont  Hotel,  the  pro 

devoted  to  the  ( 'al  ho|  ic   reetor\   at   Martinez 

Mrs  Amasa  Spring  has  returned  from  a  trip  through 
the  East  and  has  reopened  her  apartments  in  the  1  total 
Fairmoni  for  the  remainder  of  the  winter 

Mrs  William  J  'lounger  will  spend  several  months  in 
San  Francisco,  ai  the  Fairmoni  Mrs  Younger  arrive  l 
in  New  York  from  her  home  in  Pans  late  in  January 
and  is  now  en  route  to  California 

In  honor  ol  Miss  Dorothy  Crawford,  who  returned 
recently  from  a  trip  to  the  South  Sea-  Mrs  Dean 
Dillman  gave  a  tea  at  her  home  in  Washington  street. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Sidney  Fish  entertained  a  large  gather- 
ing ol  friends  at  their  Carmel  Valley  ranch  where  ih,\ 
pr«>\ided  a  barbecue  supper, 

Miss  Adelaide  Sutro  entertained  at  a  Sunday  supper 
party  in  honor  of  Miss  Dorothy  Grissim.  a  bride-elect 

Mr.  Bourne  Hayne  has  returned  to  Harvard  Jusl 
before  returning  to  the  Hast  Mr  I  layne  was  host  at  a 
dance  at  the  I  layne  home  on  Broadway 

February  27  is  the  date  named  by  Miss  Dorothy 
Player  for  her  wedding  to  Mr  Winston  Black  Mrs. 
Windsor  Bigelow  entertained  at  a  luncheon  and  bridge 
party  recently  in  honor  of  the  bride-elect. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Robert  B  Henderson  were  hosts  at  a 
dinner  party  at  their  home  in  Eiurlingamc  where  they 
entertained  thirty  guests 

Debutantes  and  talented  members  of  the  youngei  <  | 
will  present  The  Follies  of  l°^0  at  a  downtown  theatre 
on  February  6,  7  and  8  Rehearsals  are  being  held  at 
[tie  |- airmi mi 

In  honor  of  two  of  the  season's  debutantes.  Miss 
Patricia  Iobm  and  Miss  Genevieve  Si\.  Mrs  Howard 
Spreckels  gave  a  large  luncheon  at  the  Burlingame 
Country  Club 

Mrs  Ernest  K  Stratton  gave  a  bridge  party  and 
handkerchief  shower  recently  in  honor  of  Miss  Dorothy 
Player,  the  fiancee  of  Mr   Winston  Black 

Miss  Alice  Eastland  has  returned  from  New  York 
where  she  was  one  of  the  bridesmaids  at  the  wedding 
of  Miss  Mauelita  Boldt  and  Mr    Walter  White 

Miss  Barbara  Carpenter  was  hostess  at  a  luncheon 
at  her  home  in  Burlingame  where  she  entertained  a 
number  of  the  winter's  debutantes  and  a  complement 
ol   \oung  men 

Miss  Adelaide  Nichols  has  announced  that  her  mar- 
riage to  Mr  Michael  Casserly  w  ill  take  place  on  April  17 
at  La  Jolla  where  the  bride  elect  and  her  parents,  Mr 
and  Mrs,  William  M   Nichols,  are  passing  the  winter. 

Dr  and  Mrs  Horace  Gray  have  taken  an  apartment 
in  Cough  street  after  spending  several  months  at  the 
n    i  i   rice  of  Dr   and  Mrs  Horace  I  lill 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Monroe  Eyre  Pinckard  arc  staying  at 
the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  and  plan  to  make  their  home 
permanently  m  San  Francisco 

A  "cafeteria"  dinner  dance  was  ,.,  i  iymk- 

hana  Club  in  San  Mateo  by  Mr  and  Mrs  Slion  ruckei 

,n  honor  ot  Miss  Isobel  McCreery. 

A  Bachelors  Club  has  been  organized,  with  Mr 
Thomas  Driscoll,  J  r  named  as  president ,  ( Clarence 
Postley,  secretary,  Nicol  Smith  treasurer  and  the  ar- 
rangements committee  composed  ol  Mi  I  aurison  Dris- 
coll, Mr  James  V  Ohlcman  and  Mr  Charles  Christen- 
Son  I  tie  Bachelors  will  give  their  firsl  dance  at  the 
Burlingame  Club  on  the  evening  ol  March  I . 

Mr  and  Mrs  Hosrner  Rolph  are  sailing  for  Honolulu 

and   will   make   their   home  in   the    Islands   for  the 
next  year  Mrs  Philip  Fjnncll  is  giving  a  farewell  bridge 

E   r  Mrs    Rolph  on  Lchruarv   4 

Miss  Marge)  Hanchetl  made  her  debut  at  the  Bur- 
lingame Club  on  January  24  Miss  llanehett  is  the 
daughter  of  Mr  and  Mrs   Lewis  Hand 

Mrs  Osgood  I  looker  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home  in 
Burlingame  in  horn  i  >i  i  omt<  se  dc  Buyer  who  is  visit- 
ing with  Mr    and  Mrs    William  II    Crot 

Mr  and  Mrs  I. eland  Lathrop  will  remain  m  Belve- 
dere this  winter  insl  ing  an  apartment  in  town 
Mrs  Lathrop  gave  a  lur*  hi  ntury 
Cluh 

\ii     Barbara  1  arpenter  was  hostess  at  a  supper  \ 
on  the  evening  ol  I  chruur\   \ 

Mr  Qemeni  robin  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Aileen 
Iobm  will  spcuvl  the  winter  in  San  Lranclsoo  and  have 
taken  aparuri  Sr    I  rant  is 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  and  Mrs  William  Wallace  Mein  and  i  h<  u 
family,  who  are  making  a  trip  around  the  world,  were 
In  India  at  last  aco  unl 

Mrs  Geftrudi  Atherton.  her  daughter  and  grand- 
daughter.  Mrs     \therton    Kir  ell  and  Miss  Dominga 

Russell,   were  recently  In  Koine  where  thev  were  enter- 
tained b\  the  American  Embassador  and  his  wifi  a 
Ri  ispiglii  «i  Palace 

Mrs     Thomas    Magee    and    her    sister,    Mrs     Charles 

Harvej  Bemlev   are  again  In  Pai  tingai  Si 

Moritz  for  a  few  weeks  during  the  winter  sports  season • 

Mrs  Conrad  Peters  is  again  in  Pans  after  spending 
several  weeks  in  San  Francisco  where  she  was  the  guest 
of  Mrs  J   A  Black  at  die  Hotel  St  Francis 

Commander  and  Mrs  William  Thomas  (Helen 
Marye)  who  were  visiting  in  the  Last  with  Mr  and 
Mrs  George  T.  Marye.  have  returned  to  their  home 
in  Paris 

Miss  Cornelia  O'Connor  and  Miss  Mary  Jolliffe  were 
in   Rome  at   the   time  of  the   wedding  of  the    Prii 
Mane  Jose  of  Belgium  and  Crown   Prince   I  lumbert 
Miss  O'Connor  and  Miss  Jolliffe  arc  at  present  in  Pari 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr  and  Mrs  Harry  Rice  Bostwick  and  their 
daughters.  Miss  Florence  and  Miss  Dorothy  Bostwick 
ai  e  in  the  East  The  party  made  the  trip  via  the  Panama 
Canal 

Mr,  and  Mrs  Alfred  Schermcrhorn  are  dividing  their 
time  this  winter  between  their  country  place  in  the 
Berkshires  and  their  apartment  in  New  York,  at  the 
Barclay, 

Mrs  Sidney  A  Cloman  was  among  the  guests  at  the 
dinner  for  fifty  given  in  honor  of  the  retiring  British 
Ambassador.  Sir  Esmc  Howard.  The  Vice-President 
was  the  host  at  this  affair. 

Mr.  and  Mrs,  Henry  Porter  Russell  (Helen  Crocker) 
have  returned  to  New  York  after  a  visit  of  several 
months  in  Burlingame 

Miss  Barbara  Bailly  and  Miss  Dorothy  Hanks  have 
returned  to  their  respective  schools  in  the  East  after 
visiting  with  their  families  in  San  Francisco. 

Miss  Eleanor  Chnstenson  and  Miss  Barbara  Cates 
are  in  New  York  where  they  have  joined  Mr  and  Mrs 
Louis  Shattuck  Cates  The  family  will  return  to  Bur- 
lingame early  in  the  spring. 

Mrs  Warren  Spieker  is  in  New  York  and  will  return 
to  San  Francisco  at  the  end  of  the  month. 

Miss  Janet  Coleman  entertained  a  group  of  her  San 
Francisco  friends  at  a  dinner  party  recently  at  the 
Hotel  Plaza 

Ernest  Pebeotto  was  a  member  of  the  committee  on 
arrangements  for  the  Beaux  Arts  ball  given  recently  at 
the  Hotel  Astor  He  appeared  as  Botlcelli  James  Ben 
Ali  Haggin  appeared  at  the  ball  as  Lorenzo  de  M 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Among  those  who  recently  passed  a  week-end  at 
Del  Monte  were  Mr  and  Mrs  Roger  Lapham.  Dr  and 
Mrs  Edmund  Morrissey,  Miss  Yvonne  and  Miss 
Romilda  Musti 

Mrs  Latham  McMulltn  and  Mrs  Roger  Bocquera: 
recently  spent  a  fortnight  at  Palm  Springs 

Mr  and  Mrs  Laurance  I  Scott  enjoyed  a  weeks' 
stay  at  Palm  Springs 

Mrs  Frank  H  Ames  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Gloria 
\mcs   were  visiting  in  Los  Angeles  recently 

Mrs,  Macondray  Moore  visited  in  Pasadena  where 
she  was  the  guest   ol   her  son-in-law    and  daughter.   Mr 

and  Mrs   Eric  Pedley. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Gordon  Hitchcock  have  gone  to  H 

lulu  where  thev  will  establish  their  permanent  home 

Mrs  Dunn  Dutton  and  Mrs  George  Newhall  visited 
in  the  south  recently  dividing  their  time  between  Palm 
Springs  and    Arrowhead 

Mr  ,!.m  Lewis  and  their  daughter.   Mrs 

Smart  are  spending  the  remainder  ol 

the  w  inter  at   1  V  ltd  del  ' 

Miss  Edna  Lapham  has  returned  to  the  Santa  Bar- 
bara Girls'  Schi  ol 

Mr    and   Mrs    Joseph   Zook    were   recently    In 
Vngetca  after  completing  a  tour  ol  Central 

Mr  and  Mrs  Man  Macdonald  Spend  several  weeks 
m  I  f  >nolulu  early  In  the  year 

Mr  Jean  de  Sr  Cyr  and  Mr  Robert  Burroughs  »i  re 
at  Del  Monte  during  the  recent   polo  tournament. 


22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THE  WHITE  C All  II 


Says  Harry  Evans,  the  movie  critic  of 
Life:  "It  looks  like  we're  having  a 
Shakespearean  revival  "  But  not,  we 
need  hardly  assure  you,  in  the  writing  of 
Mr.  Evans 

That  was  to  have  been  a  desolating 
little  paragraph,  complete  in  itself;  but 
Mr  Evans  has  since  favored  us  with 
further  examples  of  the  same  sort.  He 
wrote  the  splendid  line:  ".  .  .  if  it  is 
believable  that  such  an  innocent-looking 
child  could  look  like  she  looks  at  John 
and  just  be  playing." 

And  this,  in  case  you  are  not  inter- 
ested, is  the  man  who  occupies  the 
quondam  chair  of  Robert  Emmet  Sher- 
wood 

We  refuse  to  consider  Mr.  Evans  as  a 
critic;  we  speak  merely  of  semi-literacy. 
Open  any  copy  of  Life  prior  to  January 
1,  1929,  read  Sherwood's  page,  and  dis- 
cover good  writing 

Mr.  Sherwood,  you  were  literate, 
witty,  urbane  and  intelligent.  You  un- 
derstood the  use  of  words,  the  need  for 
cadence  and  design.  You  were,  in  a 
phrase,  good  reading  Accept  this  nos- 
talgic tear. 

But  perhaps  Mr.  Evans  is  bidding  for 
a  chance  to  write  talkie  dialogue.  His 
style  is  admirably  suited  thereto,  and  we 
wish  him  luck. 


wCw 

jTwC* 

"Haven't  you   got  a   napkin  for  the 
other  kriee?" 

It  seems  that  this  page  is  to  be  con- 
secutive this  month  in  a  degree 
which  is  scarcely  credible,  because  from 
here  we  go  right  on  to  speak  of  movies 
and  illiteracy.  We  wonder  how  many 
people  saw  Doug  and  Mary  in  The 
Taming  of  the  Shreiv,  and  what  propor- 
tion or  the  crowd  has  ever  read  or  will 
ever  read  the  original. 

With  the  serious  consideration  now 
being  given  the  talkies  as  an  educational 
medium,  and  with  the  necessity  for  the 
reading  of  subtitles  abolished,  with  all 
current  events  presented  in  their  natural 
whirring  sounds  to  the  public,  and  with 
literary  works  translated  for  the  public 
by  Hollywood  gag-men,  we  wonder  if 
books  will  not  become  obsolete   We  can 


imagine  a  group  of  scholars  in  the  future 
witnessing  the  projection  of  the  only 
known  copy  of  Martin  Ch.uzzJ.eunt,  and 
puzzling  over  that  strange  line  of 
Dickens':  "Maybe  it  is  snappy  goods, 
Solly,  but  for  such  a  kibitzer  like  you 
should  know  about  it,  I  sav  nerts." 


by  NED  HILTON 

Among  the  minor  sights  of  the  city, 
such  sights  as  make  glad  the  heart  and 
merry  the  eye,  we  mention  the  well- 
known  monkeys,  See-No-Evil,  Hear- 
No-Evil  and  Speak-No-Evil,  which  are 
prominently  displayed  upon  the  counter 
of  a  Kearney  street  bail  broker. 


m 


"jVfy  dear  little  man,  do  you  mean  to  tell  mc  you  like  it  because  you  enjoy  it?" 


We  had  written  filty-tour  more 
lines  dealing  with  semi-literacy 
— they  had  to  do  with  the  bad  influence 
—  quite  unintentional  —  of  Mencken 
upon  tyros — and  they  were  to  have  fol- 
lowed in  this  space.  But  we  were  re- 
minded, suddenly,  that  it  is  not  the 
function  of  this  page  to  be  consecutive. 
If  there  is  any  merit  in  this  page  it  lies  in 
jumble  and  confusion,  in  the  presenta- 
tion of  paragraphs  so  distinct  that  the 
reader  may  read  anywhere  at  random,  to 
his  edification  and  the  delight  of  his  soul. 
So  Mencken  must  wait  a  month — biting 
his  nails  and  mumbling,  "When  will 
that  fellow  use  his  Mencken  piece?" 

For  Carey  McWilliams  we  hasten  to 
correct  two  errors  in  our  mention  of  his 
Bierce  biography.  For  "adopt,"  Mr. 
McWilliams,  please  read  "adapt";  and 
from  "captioned"  please  drop  the  "ed." 
If  we  are  yet  under  a  cloud,  we  shall  be 
glad  to  show  you  our  original  copy, 
which  does  not  show  these — hmm — 
semi-literacies. 

In  a  recent  ad  appears  the  caption : 
"Attracting  Customers  With  Modern 
Exteriors  ..."  Therein  we  detect  further 
cause  for  alarm.  Whither,  we  ask,  is  our 
much-vaunted  civilization  drifting?  We, 
ourselves,  care  little  about  the  exteriors 
of  our  customers  .  .  . 

It  is  sometimes  said  of  a  person,  in 
what  is  meant  to  be  praise:  "He  takes 
things  just  as  they  come  "  "So,"  as 
Whistler  said,  "does  a  cow."  And  so  did 
the  dinosaur. 

[EDITOR'S  NOTE— It  is  to  be  understood  that  the 
editor  of  THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN  is  not  respon- 
sible for  what  appears  on  this  page ;  and  the  editor  of 
this  page  is  not  responsible  for  whatever  may  appear 
elsewhere  in  the  ttagazine.] 


The  proposed  railroad  mergers  fill  us 
with  trepidation.  Nothing  could  be 
more  horrible  than,  for  instance,  the 
consolidation  of  the  Southern  Pacific 
and  the  Pennsylvania.  We  can  think  of 
nothing  more  disheartening  than  the 
Overland  Limited  going  through  Al- 
toona.  The  trip  between  New  York  and 
Chicago  has  always  been  no  more  than  a 
trial  which  must  be  endured,  either 
before  or  after  the  comfort  and  quiet  of 
the  western  trains.  And  now,  with  the 
promised  reduction  in  fares,  they  intend 
to  fill  the  western  trains  with  the  shirt- 
sleeve travelers,  the  banana-eaters,  the 
diaper-changers,  the  is-zat-so  wits  who 
infest  the  eastern  systems;  and  who  seem, 
by  proximity,  to  blight  all  trains,  all 
crews,  all  dining  cars,  so  that  all  trains 
are  dirty  and  noisy,  all  crews  dirty  and 
indifferent,  all  dining  cars  dirty  and  un- 
appetizing. We  want  extra-fare  trains, 
and  their  protection 


Slightly  muddled  high-jumper  tries  to 
clear  a  line  on  the  wall. 


KF.1UU  ARY,  1930 


23 


Critic*  vs.  i  i-ii  i«- 

Continued  from  page  IS 

modern  science  ot  promotion  The  more 
and  less  important  week  I  v  review  sup 
plements  exist  .is  vehicles  tor  publishers' 
advertising;  this  advertising,  to  appear  at 
all,  must  appear  against  a  background 
ot  ostensible  reading  matter;  and  hence 
it  becomes  necessary  to  hire  a  goodly 
number  ol  persons  to  have  eligible 
opinions  about  the  season's  eligible 
books,  and  to  express  these  opinions  in 
print  at  stated  intervals  It  judicious,  we 
ludgc  the  supplv  ot  this  commodity,  not 
by  the  standards  which  regulate  actual 
criticism,  but  hv  those  which  apply  to 
the  blurbs  on  the  jackets  of  the  very 
books  reviewed  Wherever  bona  fide 
criticism  exists,  we  know  that  it  has 
been  called  into  being  by  someone's  hav- 
ing spontaneously  formed  opinions  about 
which  he  cannot  help  being  excited  and 
articulate  -and  decidedly  not  by  some- 
one's having  offered  to  pay  him  two 
cents  a  word  tor  formulating  a  printable 
opinion  on  a  stipulated  subject  on  or  be- 
fore a  specified  date  Ordinary  reviewing 
has  about  the  relation  to  criticism  that 
the  mournful  occupation  of  tea-tasting 
has  to  the  epicure's  delight  It  is  ot  the 
essence  ot  taste  that  it  must  and  will 
exercise  itself  When  a  man  supposed  to 
have  taste  is  paid  to  exercise  the  faculty 
in  the  interest  ot  an  editorial  policy 
which  he  did  not  help  originate,  we 
rightlv  distrust  his  judgments  The  re- 
viewers would  nearly  all  be  in  that  case, 
but  for  the  circumstance  that  thev  are 
not  supposed  to  have  taste 

There  is  only  one  definition  of  a  good 
reviewer  The  good  reviewer  is  he  who 
gets  his  copy  in  on  time,  fills  the  assigned 
space  and  no  more,  and  has  mastered  the 
knack  ot  describing  an  advertised  book 
for  which  he  cares  nothing  in  such  a  way 
as  to  get  himself  quoted  hv  its  publisher 
in  later  advertisements  The  good  critic 
is  obviously  something  else  again 

But  has  this  good  critic  ever  existed, 
in  America  or  elsewhere,  in  the  flourish- 
ing pride  and  power  that  Mr  Hilton  so 
gaily  suggests1  Mr  Hilton  is  talking, 
ol  course,  about  overt  criticism  made 
manifest  in  print  And  I  rise  to  ask, 
W  hen  and  in  whose  hands  was  such 
criticism  ever  to  be  trusted?  When  was 
it  ever  anything  but  the  vehicle  of  more 
or  less  interesting  prejudices  and  pre- 
possessions personal  limitations  of  the 
critic1  What  critic  has  ever  honestly 
tried  to  evaluate  an  author  except  in 
terms  ot  ideas  about  which  the  critic 
cared  immensely,  but  which  the  author 
mav  never  have  heard  of  The  critics 
have  always  been  sideshow  barkers  Be- 
ing no  more  than  a  human  being,  the 
critic  has  consistently  played,  and  will 
always  plav.  the  game  of  the  author  who 
is  playing  In*  game    And.  indeed,  win 


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24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Over  by  the  other  ocean  there  is  a 
professorial  wit,  Mr.  Irving  Bab- 
bitt, who  has  for  many  years  been  driv- 
ing one  particular  nail  into  the  Ameri- 
can consciousness :  the  idea  that  what  we 
call  the  Romantic  Movement  was  a 
setback  to  European  civilization  because 
it  obscured  the  elder  idea  of  a  dualism 
in  the  human  spirit — crudely,  the  idea 
of  good  versus  evil,  or  deliberate  self- 
discipline  versus  letting  oneself  go.  All 
our  contemporary  fashions  of  letting 
ourselves  go,  this  critic  genealogizes  as  a 
natural  aftermath  of  Romanticism 
Very  well.  It  is  a  searchlight  of  an  idea, 
withering  to  the  looks  of  more  than  one 
of  our  modern  pretensions.  It  grows,  ot 
course,  out  of  a  fine  moralistic  preposses- 
sion of  the  man  himself.  What,  anyway, 
are  an  unusual  man's  strengths  if  not  his 
characteristic  weaknesses?  But  note  this : 
the  grand  Miltonic  line  sounds  a  good 
deal  less  grand  and  less  Miltonic  to  Mr. 
Babbitt  when  written  by  Wordsworth, 
who  was  ot  the  Romantics.  And  if  Mr. 
Babbitt  had  been  besought  by  some 
powerful  editor  to  hold  forth  in  one  of 
the  quarterlies  of  about  1820,  he  would 
have  vented  all  his  trenchant  acerbity 
upon  that  wretched  young  immortal, 
the  author  of  Endymion  Likewise,  over 
on  the  other  ocean,  an  important  monthly 
magazine,  The  Bookjnan,  has  dedicated 
itself  body  and  soul  to  echoing,  inter- 
preting, purveying,  and  advertising  the 


ideas  of  Mr.  Babbitt  and  of  an  elder 
scholar,  Mr  Paul  Elmer  More.  (An 
oddly  assorted  marriage,  that :  one  won- 
ders from  time  to  time  how  the  Messrs. 
More  and  Babbitt  relish  everybody's 
automatic  coupling  of  themselves,  as  if 
they  had  aspired  to  be  nothing  other 
than  Siamese  twins  of  criticism.)  Mean- 
while, literature  may  shift  for  itself — 
as  it  has  always  done. 

That  is  today.  And  how  was  it  yester- 
day? Well,  Ralph  Waldo  Emerson,  as 
gently  courageous  a  spirit  as  ever  this 
continent  produced,  beat  a  valiant  drum 
before  the  sideshow  of  a  young  poet 
named  Whitman  Emerson's  love  of 
justice  and  hatred  ot  tyranny  made  him 
say  rather  better  than  he  thought  of 
Leaves  of  Qrass,  chiefly  because  its  au- 
thor was  a  brave  man  destined  for  vilifi- 
cation and  ridicule  Then  Emerson's 
pronouncement  began  to  take  hold,  and 
Whitman  tound  himselt  tolerated,  com- 
paratively respected,  even  suspected  of 
greatness  What,  thereupon,  did  Emer- 
son do?  He  recanted,  or  at  any  rate  mini- 
mized the  enthusiasm  of  his  earlier 
words.  Why?  Because  as  a  moralist  he 
was  convinced  that  Whitman  had  gone 
too  far  in  one  direction  to  be  applauded 
by  a  man  of  delicacy  He  would  fight  for 
Whitman  persecuted  and  reviled,  and 
he  would  avert  his  face  from  exactly 
the  same  Whitman  applauded  and  with 
a  following 


Criticism  is  like  that,  because  men — 
the  greatest,  the  best  of  men — are  like 
that. 

It  follows  that  no  one  can  get  out  of 
a  critic  the  truth  which  will  serve 
his  own  pragmatic  needs  until  he  has 
first  performed  the  complicated  act  of 
understanding  the  critic  rather  better 
than  the  critic  understands  himself,  and 
then  the  equally  difficult  act  of  allowing 
correctly  for  the  critic's  inevitable  bias. 
(That  is  why  so  much  critical  writing 
tends  to  lapse  into  the  criticism  of  criti- 
cism— like  this  very  paper.)  This  being 
thus,  a  marvel  of  the  age  is  that  it  occurs 
to  no  one  to  suspect  that  the  simplest 
and  most  final  exertions  of  the  critical 
faculty,  and  much  the  commonest,  are 
not  public  or  official  at  all,  and  assuredly 
not  printed,  but  private,  personal,  direct, 
and  utterly  decisive. 

What  is  criticism,  anyway?  It  is  simply 
the  faculty  of  choice,  exercised  in  refer- 
ence to  some  actual  and  imperative  need 
of  one's  own.  The  man  in  the  grillroom 
knows  perfectly  well,  without  asking 
Mr  Hilton  or  me  to  guess  for  him, 
whether  he  wants  Hungarian  goulash 
this  noon  or  a  chop;  and  his  knowing  is 
criticism  The  customer  in  the  automo- 
bile salesroom  has  a  pretty  good  idea 
whether  he  had  better  pay  $Soo  and  two 
cents  a  mile  for  eighteen  horse-power. 
or  $7500  and  eleven  cents  a  mile  for  a 


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hundred;  and  His  having  it  is  criticism 
The  man  who  thought  there  might  be 
something  in  this  movie  business  when 

he  saw  The  Last  laugh,  but  who 
walked  out  on  Broadway,  has  been  a 
critic,  on  the  one  occasion  as  on  the 
cither  ("Sleep  is  an  opinion,''  said 
Charles  Lamb  of  a  play;  md  Mr  Ber- 
nard Shaw  sets  the  credit  )  And  the  lady 
who  has  sent  her  chaulleu  lor  .in  armful 
of  the  newest  novels  is  on  the  verge  of 
commencing  critic  She  retires  with  the 
armful  to  her  boudoir  Harriet  Hume 
she  throws  at  the  cat  The  Qood  Com- 
panions  she  flatteringly  wishes  on  the 
chauffeur.  Laughing  Boy  goes  to  tne 
maid  Three  Against  the  World  and 
Horses  in  the  Sky  can  go  into  the  Salva- 
tion Army  box  Then  she  settles  down 
luxuriously  to  read  Red  Silence  and  Dark. 
Duel  without  skipping —well,  without 
much  skipping 

Tae  lady  gets,  by  her  tree  choice,  what 
she  needs  Who  else  can  tell  her 
what  that  is?  Of  course,  there  are  all 
grades  of  needs  Also,  a  choice  among 
disparate  things  is  an  implicit  criticism 
of  the  chooser  But  that  is  usually  no 
matter  of  public  interest  The  point  is 
here :  However  fine  a  reason  Mr  Hilton 
or  someone  may  supply  why  I  really 
ought  to  absorb  myself  in  a  given  book, 
it  is  always  conceivable  that  I  may  sup- 
ply myself  with  a  still  better  reason  for 
finding  it  a  waste  of  time  And  it  is, 
after  all,  my  time  There  are  10,000  new 
books  a  year — about  9,950  too  many, 
if  you  ask  any  single  person  except  the 
editor  of  a  book-advertising  publication 
And  the  business  of  telling  those  whom 
one  isn't  acquainted  with  just  which  of 
the  10,000  they  positively  must  not  miss 
is  being  very  hugely  overdone. 

That  would  not  matter  so  seriously 
it  a  great  many  ot  the  poor  dears  didn't 
believe  everything  thev  are  told  But  if 
they  were  to  read  everything  they  are 
told  to  read,  they  would  soon  die  of  it, 
and  the  world  would  be  a  sweeter  and 
saner  abode  for  the  rest  of  us 

III  IM.nk  ami  Wliii<» 

Continued  tmm  pafic  '.t 

gently  and  early  in  1S46  was  able  to 
purchase  the  ship,  Brooklyn  for  $16,500. 
He  sold  236  ot  his  followers  passage  to 
California  at  812  each  He  included 
in  the  cargo  ot  the  Brooklyn  (as  his 
personal  possessions)  a  printing  press, 
several  cases  ot  type  and  machinery  lor 
a  flour  mill 

The  BroohJ\n  sailed  from  New  York 
in  February  1 846  and  reached  Yerba 
Buena  July  31,1  84^  The  first  sight  that 
greeted  the  weary  Mormons  was  the 
American  flag,  from  which  thev  sought 
to  escape,  living  high  and  securely  above 
the  Yerha  Buena  Presidio  and  from  ves- 
sels of  the  United  States  Navy,  guarding 

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Once  a  rather  uncertain  commercial 
gesture  in  a  draughty  barn-like  structure 
.  .  .  now  an  event  of  the  social  season 
staged  with  pomp  and  circumstance  in 
the  Civic  Auditorium  We  trumpet  the 
fourteenth  Annual  Pacific  Automobile 
Show  .  one  of  the  socially  prominent 
topics  of  conversation  for  the  month  ! 


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It's  amazing,  when  you  stop  to  think 
about  it,  what  a  stimulating  effect  new 
styles  in  automobiles  have  on  new  styles 
in  clothes.  Can  you,  for  instance,  gaze 
upon  these  sleek,  burnished  mechanical 
creatures,  stored  with  such  abundant  res- 
ervoirs of  power  that  they  seem  all  but 
alive,  without  feeling  a  surge  of  pride  in 
being  a  contemporary?  Doesn't  it  make 
you  period-conscious,  and  rouse  the 
desire  to  dress  the  part  .  .  to  live  up  to 
the  gorgeousness  ot  these  modern  "magic 
carpets"  of  our  day?  It's  no  wonder  that 
in  spite  of  the  rapid,  staccato  tempo  of 
living  we  are  reaching  another  Renais- 
sance a  twentieth  century  revival  of 
beauty  for  beauty's  sake  against  a  practi- 
cal background  that  makes  only  one 
demand  that  our  clothes  be  appro- 
priate to  the  occasion. 


If  vou  consider  your  new-season 
wardrobe  in  terms  of  the  machines  in 
your  garage  you  get  an  idea  of  this  1930 
passion  lor  appropriateness  Of  course. 
one  car,  in  prohahlv  lour  out  ol  five 
homes,  performs  the  duties  of  a  whole 
garage  lull  But  the  principle  is  the  same 


There's  the  rakish  roadster  for  the 
early  morning  game  of  golf  .  .  .  there's 
the  very  new  short  sleeved  jersey  frock 
that  says  "check"  to  the  car  Unmistak- 
ably feminine  a re't hemlines  'of  the' frock 
.  .  .  but  in  spite  of  its  softer  silhouette 
the  skirt  is  still  comfortably  short 
enough  for  active  sports  wear  .  .  .  the 
sleeves  are  the  loose  butterfly  type  that 
permit  full  swing  of  the  arms.  Practical 
femininity  '  Then  the  town  car  for  a  morn- 
ing  or  an  afternoon  of  shopping,  or 
committee  work,  perhaps  .  .  .  and  with 
that  one  of  the  new  short  jacket  suits  in 
soft,  loosely  woven  tweed,  snug  of 
waist,  flared  of  skirt  You  cannot  escape 
femininity  eveninthetailleur  this  Spring 
The  landaulet  for  the  last  half  of  the 


afternoon  no  doubt  will  enjoy  greater 
favor  than  ever  since  it  has  become 
smart  once  more  to  "dress"  tor  the  tea 
time  part  ot  the  day  For  this  the  double- 
date  frock  with  little  jacket  that  can  be 
slipped  off  later  for  dinner  dancing  is 
correct  and  cute  The  opera  brougham 
provides  fitting  background  for  the  most 
impressive  of  1930  innovations  .  .  .  the 
revival  of  the  train. 

A  time  and  a  place  for  everything,  say 

the  leading  stvle  authorities  of  the  season 

and  The  White  House  says  so,  too, 

with  styles  as  appropriate  to  the  demands 

ot  the  times  as  they  are  appropriate  in  price 


ADVERTISEMENT 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Three  good  reasons 

for  attending 

the  Automobile  Show 


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>  "^  •>  ^> (  o  n  display ) « 

CADILLAC  V-8 

La  SALLE  V-8 

CADILLAC  V-16 

,->  ^  (Sixteen-cylinders — first  showing)-* 


^^ 


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s^   '-. 


Three  cars  built  in  the  same  highly  specialized 
shops  and  by  the  same  experts  in  precision  manu- 
facture . . .  All  three  drawing  from  the  same  rich 
sources — General  Motors,  Cadillac,  Fisher  and 
Fleetwood  . . .  All  three  profiting  by  27  years  of 
exclusive  devotion  to  the  creation  of  the  finest 
possible  motor  cars. 


k.f.r.c. 


k.h.j. 


California  Distributor 
Cadillac  and  La  Salle  Motor  Cars 

VAN   NESS   at  O'FARRELL 


California  to  England 

New  Oil-Burning  Cruise  Steamer 

"Fraiicoiria"  May  13th 

Calling  at — Panama  Canal,  Havana,  New  York  and  Boston 
First  Class  Only,  $480  Up — Free  Shore  Excursions — Apply  to 

r  11  ii  .1  imI  Line,  501  Market  Street 
San  Francisco,  or  Local  Agent 


the  harbor  At  this  sight,  it  is  said, 
Brannan  cursed  profanely  But  he  quickly 
recovered  his  composure  and  inquired 
into  the  unexpected  situation  He  dis- 
covered that  the  Mexican  Wat  had 
officially  been  declared  in  May  1S46, 
while  he  and  his  followers  were  on  the 
high  seas  and  that  the  American  troops 
and  Navy  had  early  driven  the  Mexican 
troops  from  Yerba  Buena  and  were  in 
complete  possession  of  the  town  It  was 
apparently  useless  to  attempt  to  escape 
from  American  rule 

Brannan  observed  a  great  many  other 
things  about  the  new  country  and  Yerba 
Buena,  which  impressed  him  so  favor- 
ably that  within  a  few  days  he  installed 
his  flour  mill  machinery  in  a  building 
on  Clay  near  Leidesdorff  street  and  be- 
gan profitably  to  make  flour  This  under- 
taking was  a  purely  independent  and 
personal  one,  a  fact  which  his  Mormon 
companions  deeply  resented,  as  well  as 
the  entirely  changed  attitude  of  their 
former  leader  They  presently  brought 
him  to  trial  on  charges  of  misappropriat- 
ing and  mismanaging  the  organization's 
funds  The  jury,  which  tried  and 
acquitted  Brannan,  was  the  first  Ameri- 
can jury  in  California 

Brannan's  first  tavorable  impressions 
of  Calitornia  were  strengthened  with 
time  and  as  he  gained  a  better  knowledge 
or  its  soil,  climate,  navigable  streams, 
harbors,  tree  clad  mountains  and  hills 
Nor  was  he  alone  in  perceiving  these 
possibilities  of  California  and  Yerba 
Buena  Other  leading  citizens  of  the 
little  community  also  perceived  them. 
But  to  develop  all  these  resources  re- 
quired people— farmers,  artisans  and  cap- 
italists—  and  not  much  could  be  done 
about  attracting  new  settlers  to  the 
country  while  the  war  was  in  progress. 

On  January  24,  1S4S,  the  war  finally 
came  to  an  end  and  California  be- 
came American  soil  by  the  terms  of  the 
treaty  of  Guadalupe-Hidalgo.  Shortly 
thereafter,  Yerba  Buena's  progressive 
merchants,  traders  and  professional  men 
formally  organized  themselves  to  work 
out  the  problem  of  attracting  new  set- 
tlers to  California  and  developing  the 
country,  as  a  place  having  its  resources 
and  climate  should  develop  and  prosper. 
This  organization  was  surprisingly  simi- 
lar to  our  own  famed  Californians, 
Incorporated,  in  motives  and  methods. 
The  idea  ot  the  group  very  probablv 
originated  with  Brannan  and  he  was 
easily  its  most  enthusiastic  member. 
Presumably,  his  Star  was  made  the 
organization's  official  publication,  for 
the  issue  of  April  1,  1S4S,  was  a  special, 
extra  page,  "booster"  edition  Two 
thousand  extra  copies  were  run  off  and 
arrangements  were  made  with  a  dis- 
tributing concern  in  St  Louis,  Missouri 
to  put  these  extra  copies  into  the  hands 
of  people,  who  might  be  interested  in 


FEBKl  AKV,  1930 


27 


By 
Train 

and 

Plane 


Southern  Pacific-TAT  Mad- 
dux Lines  inaugurate  joint 
air-rail  transportation  in  this 
Coast-wide  service  now  in 
effect  between  San  Francisco, 
Los  Angeles,  San  Diego  and 
Agua  Caliente,  Mexico. 

Examples  of  roundtrips  from 
San  Francisco : 

Los  Angeles  $38.54 

One  way  train ;  one  way  air. 

Agua  Caliente  $50.00 

Train  to  Glendale  (Los  Angeles) 
and  back;  plane  Glendale  to 
Agua  Caliente  and  back. 

Agua  Caliente  $63.54 

Hy  air  ilircit   to  Agua  Caliente 
and  return  to  Glendale;  thence 
by  train  to  San  Francisco. 
Many  other  lime-sating  combinations. 

TAT  Maddux  Lines 

SUTTER         5047 

Southern  Pacific 

DA  V  FN  PORT      4  0  0  0 


caking  up  farming  or  grazing  lands  in 
California. 

This  issue  was  typical  of  its  kind  The 
feature  article,  The  Prospects  of  Cali- 
fornia, was  hy  Dr  Victor  Fouregard, 
physician,  druggist  and  master  optimist 
With  a  few  strokes  of  his  pen  he  made  ol 
the  entire  Pacific  Coast  a  populous,  husy 
region  Great  cities  and  innumerable 
towns  i  more  than  even  now  exist)  were 
created  Factories  were  set  up,  orchards, 
vineyards  and  garden  patches  laid  out 
Another  writer  devoted  a  second  article 
of  goodly  length  to  the  climate  In  this, 
it  was  also  noted  that,  the  rainfall  of  the 
past  winter  had  heen  abundant,  which 
was  a  promise  ol  a  rich  harvest  of 
grains,  fruits  and  grapes  A  third  feature 
dealt  with  the  rumored  immigration  of 
a  group  of  Chinese  The  virtues  of  the 
Orientals  as  laborers  were  favorably 
commented  upon  but  they  were  wel- 
comed chiefly  as  possible  founders  of  an 
American  silk  industry,  which  would 
logically  be  located  in  California 

Obviously,  this  issue  paid  a  great  deal 
of  attention  to  farming  and  the  getting 
of  farmers  for  California  Readers  with 
a  memory  for  dates  may  recall  that  gold 
was  discovered  at  Sutter's  Mill,  January 
2,  1848,  three  weeks  before  the  signing 
of  the  peace  treaty  Yet  this  momentous 
incident  in  California's  history  received 
no  notice  at  all  Following  Marshall's 
findings,  several  additional  gold  dis- 
coveries had  been  made  in  the  Sierra 
streams  and  gold  had  been  sent  to  Wash- 
ington, D  C  ,  where  it  had  assayed  very 
high  But  even  these  tacts  received  no 
special  comment  in  the  Star's  issue  of 
April  1S4S 

This  strange  omission  is  explained  in 
the  fact  that,  while  evidence  at 
hand  seemed  to  indicate  mineral  de- 
posits of  considerable  extent,  the  senti- 
ment of  the  population  was  distinctly 
against  spreading  newsof  the  discoveries 
Those  in  the  country  at  the  time  believed 
that  its  great  future  lay  in  developing  its 
agricultural  possibilities  They  conceived 
first  a  state  of  orchards,  grain  fields, 
vineyards  and  cattle  ranges,  and  no  one 
appeared  to  realize  that  mining  and  not 
agriculture  was  speedily  destined  to  be 
California's  first,  leading  industry  The 
appeal  was  thus  tor  farmers  and  no  in- 
ducements were  held  out  to  miners  or 
those  seeking  quick,  easy  wealth  It  was 
the  plan,  moreover,  to  hold  indefinitely 
co  this  policy,  lor  all  arrangements  were 
made  to  bring  out  a  second  special  issue 
similar  to  the  first  early  in  June  ks4  s 

This  issue  never  appeared  lor  the  very 
good  reason  that  when  June  rolled 
around,  there  was  no  one  in  Verba  Buena 
CO  get  it  out  Sam  Brannan  and  all  his 
stall  had  dropped  the  business  of  news- 
paper making  and  empire  building  lor 

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live   on   a   normal 
sensible  basis  .  .  . 

The  beauty  of  the  Hotel 
Lexington  .  .  .  the  luxury 
of  its  modern  appointments 
.  .  .  the  distinguished 
quality  of  its  French  cuisine 
.  .  .  are  available  at  such 
moderate  rates  that  many 
guests  who  come  for  a  day 
or  a  week  are  staying 
permanently. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 


8OI  ROOMS 


Each  with  private  bath  (tub  and  shower) 

circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
341   rooms  with  double  beds, 

1  person  ..... 
These  same  341  rooms  for  two 

persons    ...         .         . 
229  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
231  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
Transient  or  permanent  accommodations 


$4 

$5 
$6 
$7 


Club  breakfast     .     .     .     75c 

Special  luncheon     .     .  $1.00 

Table  d'hote  dinner    .  $2.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

HOTEL 
LEXINGTON 

tEXINGTON  AVE.  ol  48th  ST.      NEW  YORK  CITY 

Tronic  Gr.gion,  Mgr.  Phone  MURray  HIM  7401 

Direction  of  American  Hot.li  Corporation 
J.  L.ili.  Klncald.  Pr.ildcnt 


28 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Recent  Importations  from  France 

Two  pair  of  peach-color  drapes,  lined  in  sateen,  finished 
in  fringe 

One  Louis  XVI  dressing  table  lined  to  match  the  drapes, 
and  one  small  mahogany  gueridon  with  top  of  gold 
color  marble. 

With  a  pair  of  Louis  XVI  candlesticks  in  old  bronze,  a 
half-dozen  etchings  in  black  and  white,  a  colored  print 
or  two  and  one  has  the  setting  of  a  charming  room. 


jPoretta  81  left  ^Brady,  Importer 


J5  Rue  Richelieu 
Paris,  France 


jgy  Nineteenth  Avenue 

corner  of  Fulton  Street 

SKyline  8532 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK  [ 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  10TH,  1868  = 

One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 

never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks.  = 

Assets  over  $125,000,000.00         Deposits  over  $120,000,000.00  |§ 

Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,450,000.00  s 

Tin-  following  accounts  stand  on  the  Books  at  SI. 00  each,  viz.:  = 

Bank  Buildings  and  Lots    -   (Value  over  $1,925,000.00)  g| 

Other  Real  Estate    -     -     -       (Value  over  $308,000.00)  jj 
Pension  Fund      -     -     -     -      (Value  over  $670,000.00) 

=  Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4^-4  per  cent  per  annum  ^ 

Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly  ^ 


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that  of  digging  gold  in  the  Sierras.  The 
Californian  had  temporarily  suspended 
publication  for  the  same  reason.  In  spite 
of  all  precautions  taken  against  it,  the 
rumors  of  the  gold  discoveries  had 
seeped  mysteriously  across  continents 
and  oceans  As  they  traveled,  they  gained 
prodigiously  in  lustre,  glamor  and  au- 
thenticity, and  so  it  was  that  the  tides  of 
the  gold  rush  originated,  not  where  gold 
was  discovered,  but  at  points  far  re- 
moved from  California. 

Art  and  the  Stock 
Exchange 

Continued  from  page  17 

The  group  of  figures  to  be  placed  in 
front  of  the  pylons  on  the  Pine  street 
side  are  not  yet  completed. 

Stackpole  says  of  them,  "I  may  work 
at  them  for  months,  for  I  want  them  to 
express  all  that  stone  and  tools  can  say 
for  me  at  this  phase  of  my  life." 

Models  that  I  saw  in  his  studio  indi- 
cate that  the  same  powerful  sweep  in 
conception  and  the  same  directness  in 
cutting  will  characterize  this  work  as  it 
does  that  already  done  The  group  to  be 
placed  before  the  west  pylon  is  that  of  a 
rather  and  son,  symbolic  of  industry  and 
invention  The  group  at  the  base  of  the 
other,  a  mother  and  child,  typifies  the 
fruitfulness  of  Mother  Earth 

In  the  parapet  above  the  columns  on 
Pine  street,  Stackpole  has  placed  two 
octagonal  plaques  on  which  are  depicted 
in  bold  relief  civilization's  mastery  of 
land  and  sea  In  keeping  with  the  classic 
lines  of  the  front  of  the  building,  he  has 
softened  the  curves  and  somewhat 
idealized  the  forms  of  the  two  female 
figures,  the  one  rising  from  the  land,  the 
other  from  the  sea. 

The  six  panels  by  Howard  are  placed 
above  the  high  windows,  three  on  each 
side  within  the  main  room  of  the  ex- 
change proper,  which  opens  on  Pine 
street.  Modeled  in  Howard's  studio, 
and  afterwards  cast  in  the  plaster  acousti- 
cal material  out  of  which  the  interior 
walls  are  made,  these  friezes  fit  into  the 
room  as  though  directly  sculptured  there. 

Every  line  is  done  in  the  modern  spirit. 

The  panels  express  the  industry  that 
stands  back  of  finance  and  without 
which  the  Stock  Exchange  would  not 
exist  They  represent  the  modern  age  of 
machinery  as  exemplified  in  the  perfec- 
tion of  electric  and  gas  motive  power. 

Man's  relation  to  electricity  is  por- 
trayed on  the  east  wall.  In  the 
central  panel,  three  figures  are  grouped 
about  a  dynamo.  In  the  right  panel,  men 
are  shown  working  with  the  various 
uses  of  electricity — the  electric  light,  the 
telephone  and  the  telegraph.  The  left 
panel  represents  the  use  of  electricity  in 
transportation  and  in  long  distance 
communication. 


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of  the  choicest 
\  arieties! 

Exquisite 

Spring  Blossoms 
in  great  profusion! 

Delightful  Valentines 

Ord<  rs  telegraphed 
an\  »  here 


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Phone  SUtter  6200 
SAN    FRANCISCO 


easy 


The  Chauffeur: 

Ah.  pardon  me.  madam*'. 
Jfoo  we — hi-II.  I  —  I.  Mnrit- 
and  1  are  gelling  married, 
and  I'm  going  into  hn-inr--. 


Sh. 


What  -hall  I  dor  No  Chauf- 
feur, no  maid  ' 


Hie  Chauffeur: 

I'll  he  glad  to  -lop  al  1 1 ■  - 
I  \amimr  office  and  pill  in 
a  \\  nil   Vil  for  }  on.  niadami'. 

"ion  know,  you'll  have  an- 
other maid  anil  a  rhaiitTVur 
h>  tomorrow  afternoon* 


On  the  west  wall,  the  panels  represent 
gas   power     Men   working  with   a   gas 
motor  is  the  theme  ol  the  central  panel 
The  right  panel  is  devoted  to  aviation, 
showing  the  gauntleted  pilot,  the  me 
chanic  turning  the   propellor  ol    an   air 
plane  motor  and  a  ground  man  carrying 
gasoline    The  application  ol   gas  power 
in  land  development  is  indicated  in  the 
left  panel    One  figure  is  pictured  at  the 
wheel  ol  a  caterpillar  tractor  in  contrast 
to  the  larmer  with  a  hoe  also  shown  in 
the  panel 

Howard  was  engaged  in  the  carving 
ol  the  door  to  he  set  into  the  Governing 
Board  room  when  1  went  to  see  him  at 
his  studio  Betore  him  on  the  big  table 
was  a  thick  block  ol  walnut  in  natural, 
warm  color  The  lovely  texture  of  the 
wood  was  evident  as  it  came  away  under 
the  carving  tools  like  soft  velvet 

Lahor  that  lies  hack  of  the  building  of 
a  modern  city  is  symbolized  by  the  carv 
ings  on  the  door  Mining  is  represented 
by  a  figure  with  pick  and  shovel  The 
square  cut  ringers  gripped  about  the 
pick,  the  robust  lines  of  the  body,  are 
carved  with  deftness  and  surety  into  the 
firm  wood. 

Cither  figures  show  the  quarrying  for 
building  material,  and  then  the  various 
steps  in  building  construction  One  man 
is  guiding  a  steel  girder  into  place, 
another  is  laying  granite  blocks,  a  third 
is  handling  building  machinery 

In  a  panel  above  the  door  which 
combines  a  ventilator  and  a  climax  for 
the  carvng  is  the  skyline  of  a  city  built 
by  the  hands  of  workmen  as  portrayed 
below 

Recognition  of  the  type  of  work  done 
hv  Stackpole  and  Howard  is  of  especial 
interest  just  at  this  time 

For  eight  months  there  has  been  in 
this  city  an  exhibition  of  the  work 
of  contemporary  sculptors  of  America 
Somehow  the  show  missed  fire  It 
stirred  verv  little  it  inv  excitement  and 
certainly  no  controversy  It  was  sane  and 
safe 

Imagine  the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor  filled  with  the  work  of  the  young 
moderns  It  might  he  had  in  spots,  hut 
it  would  be  alive 

That  is  the  challenge  ol  the  modernist 
His  work  is  breathing,  pulsating  with 
life  He  cares  little  about  academic 
rules,  although  he  knows  them  He  ex- 
presses what  to  him  are  vital  things  in 
lorms  that  to  him  spell  life  about  him 

He  slashes  crudely  at  times,  he 
achieves  more  brute  force  than  sinew} 
grace,  hut  he  speaks  with  the  force  ol  a 
man  who  is  forging  ahead  into  new  paths 

That  is  why  it  matters  whether  or 
not  the  Stock  Exchange  a  modem 
building  dedicated  to  the  uses  of  the 
most  tvpical  expression  of  our  civiliza 
tion  is  decorated  with  art  ol"  a  past 
generation     or     that     ol      the    present 


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any  lesser  coat. ..But  you'll  learn  a  lot 

about  the  virtue  of  a  real  camel's 

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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


»»THAT  dance  orchestra  leaders 
WW  San  Francisco  has  given  to 
America!  Art  Hickman,  Abe  Lyman, 
George  Olsen,  Paul  Whiteman — the 
foremost  names  the  country  over!  But 
it  is  keeping  for  itself  one  who  may  in 
time  over-top  them  all. 

For  two  years  the  outstanding  person- 
ality in  San  Francisco  dance  music  has 
been  Anson  Weeks  at  the  Mark  Hop- 
kins. His  dreamy  rhythms  have  come  to 
take  a  definite  place  in  the  hearts  of  San 
Franciscans  and  visitors  alike.  The  car- 
peted luxury  of  Peacock  Court,  the 
velvet  tones  of  the  orchestra,  the  smooth 
synchopation  of  Anson  Weeks'  interpre- 
tations— all  spell  an  enjoyment  particu- 
lar to  the  nights  on  Nob  Hill. 

Anson  Weeks  has  recently  returned 
from  a  trip  to  the  East  where  he  visited 
the  leading  theatres,  hotels  and  night 
clubs.  He  has  come  back  to  San  Fran- 
cisco more  firmly  convinced  than  ever 
before  that  here  is  where  he  wants  to 
work  and  that  here  is  where  he  can  best 
realize  his  dream  of  developing  the 
finest  dance  orchestra  in  the  world. 

"The  West  has  already  contributed 
a  lot  to  dance  music."  Anson  says,  "The 
East  may  have  given  us  the  first  start  in 
jazz  and  the  strident,  erratic  rhythms — 
but  it  is  the  West  that  has  supplied 
sweetness  and  refinement.  The  best  that 
New  York  has  today,  originated  in  San 
Francisco." 

It  was  from  San  Francisco  that  Art 
Hickman,  the  real  originator  of  the 
modern  dance  orchestra,  went  to  intro- 
duce into  the  East  a  new  conception  of 
dance  music.  Then  came  the  others,  Abe 
Lyman,  George  Olsen  and  the  others. 
Then  Whiteman,  enlarging  on  Hick- 
man's idea,  made  his  intricate  orchestra- 
tions which  have  brought  recognition  to 
the  virtues  of  jazz.  All  started  in  San 
Francisco. 

There  were  theatre  orchestra  leaders 
too  that  went  from  here  to  other  parts 
of  the  country  to  gather  laurels  but,  ac- 
cording to  Anson  Weeks,  there  is  a 
wide  difference  between  the  two  types 
of  music.  "Theatre  music  is  made  to  be 
listened  to — "  Anson  says,  "but  we  play 
for  people  to  dance.  With  us,  rhythm  is 
the  first  consideration  and  all  our  music 
is  built  on  it." 

IN  dance  music,  the  personnel  of  the 
orchestra  and  the  sympathy  between 
the  players  and  the  leader  means  every- 
thing.    Anson    Weeks    insists    that   his 


orchestra  is  as  important  as  he  is — he 
refuses  to  take  all  the  glory  because  he 
feels  that  it  is  the  men  he  works  with 
who  make  it  possible  for  him  to  express 
music  as  he  wants  to.  If  you've  ever  seen 
the  loving  regard  a  violinist  has  for  his 


Anson  Weeks 

violin,  then  you  know  the  expression 
Weeks  has  when  he  speaks  of  his  men. 
Four  of  them  have  been  with  him  since 
Anson  first  organized  his  own  orchestra. 

Anson  Weeks  has  risen  to  his  present 
position  in  the  face  of  parental  opposi- 
tion. When  first  he  started  to  play  in 
dance  orchestras,  his  family  thought  it 
wasn't  quite  "respectable"  to  be  a  musi- 
cian. In  spite  of  opinion  he  played  at 
university  dances  and  planned  to  enter 
college.  Then  he  decided  to  marry.  So 
he  turned  his  back  on  music  and  went 
into  business.  But  from  time  to  time  he 
answered  an  emergency  call  and  gradu- 
ally went  back  to  playing  in  the  even- 
ings. 

Then  there  came  an  opportunity  in 
grain  and  produce  brokerage  in  Sacra- 
mento and  Anson  Weeks  took  his  wife 
and  two  babies  to  the  capitol.  In  spite 
of  his  intention  to  concentrate  on  busi- 
ness and  forget  music  he  soon  gathered 
around  him  a  group  of  friends  who 
liked  to  play  together.  So  when  the 
Hotel  Senator  opened,  in  1924,  Anson 
Weeks  said  good-by  to  business  and 
organized  his  own  orchestra. 

It  was  then  that  he  decided  never 
again  to  be  influenced  by  what  others 


thought  he  should  do — he  concluded  to 
give  all  his  energies  to  what  HE  really 
wanted  to  do.  He  began  to  develop  his 
own  idea  of  dance  music  interpretation. 
Up  to  that  time  he  had  played  by  ear — 
now  he  learned  to  write  music  so  he 
could  arrange  parts  for  his  orchestra. 
He  had  toyed  with  melodies  of  his  own 
making — now  he  began  to  set  his  own 
themes  to  music. 

For  three  years  he  played  with  his 
orchestra  at  the  Senator  then  the  Mark 
Hopkins  sent  for  him.  He  brought  part 
of  his  orchestra  with  him,  augmented  it 
with  San  Francisco  musicians  and  soon 
his  fame  spread,  bringing  crowds  of 
people  to  Peacock  Court. 

ANSON  WEEKS  now  has  an  orches- 
Ltra  of  twelve  pieces  unequaled  in 
the  entire  bay  region.  He  directs  from 
the  piano  but  has  another  pianist  who 
also  plays  the  new  pipe  organ  recently 
installed  in  Peacock  Court.  Then  there 
are  three  violins,  three  saxophones,  a 
trumpet,  a  trombone  and  the  drums  and 
bass.  Now,  too,  there  is  John  McCrea 
who  sings  the  ballads.  There  is  a  dance 
concert  in  Peacock  Court  each  evening 
of  the  week,  except  Sunday,  And  on 
Tuesday  evening  they  celebrate  Feature 
Night  with  a  varied  program  of  enter- 
tainment. Again  on  College  Night,  each 
Friday,  there  are  special  features. 

Besides  his  interpretations  of  others' 
music,  Anson  Weeks  is  gaining  favor  as 
a  popular  composer.  His  "Sorry"  which 
he  composed  for  Edna  Fisher  and 
Rosita  Duncan,  has  already  met  with 
great  favor.  Another  song  that  bids  fair 
to  be  popular  is  "Tuck  Me  In  To  Sleep." 
It  is  even  now  being  published  and  plans 
are  under  way  to  use  it  as  a  theme  song 
for  a  talkie.  A  third  song  to  be  pub- 
lished is  "The  Last  Dance,"  a  dreamy 
good-night  theme  with  a  haunting 
rhythm.  All  three  have  been  played 
first  in  Peacock  Court  where  the  recep- 
tion given  them  more  than  justified  the 
interest  of  the  publishers. 

Anson  Weeks  brought  a  number  of 
new  songs  back  with  him  from  his  east- 
ern trip  and  is  now  busy  adapting  them 
to  his  own  interpretation.  At  present  he 
is  particularly  interested  in  working  with 
the  tango  which  has  proved  so  popular 
in  the  east.  He  feels  that  San  Francisco 
has  its  own  attitude  toward  dance  music 
and  his  first  aim  is  to  develop  rhythms 
that  meet  the  western  mood. 


FEBR1  URY,  1930 


31 


Si <- i'ii   llrcw 

I  ontinued  from  page  l" 

volved    The   poet   who  confuses  sub- 
seance  with  shadows  will  lail  utterly 

Faults7  I  suppose  so  Too  annular  at 
times,  perhaps;  too  narrow  and  concen- 
trated a  vision.  But  why  take  time  lor 
them  when  they  haven't  seriously  in- 
volved the  attention?  When  the  mass  is 
impressive,  incidental  imperfections  are 
of  slight  concern.  And  the  strength  of 
Rolfe  Humphries'  work  is  in  his  mass, 
not  in  isolated  lines.  This  makes  promis- 
cuous quotation  impossible  in  a  small 
space  One  must  give  the  whole  poem  or 
nunc  Among  so  many  that  clamor  for 
quotation  1  select  this  swift  sonnet, 
because  not  many  poets  can  pass  in 
fourteen  lines  from  yawning  human 
boredom  to  the  bewildering  and  blazing 
presence  of  God. 

Weary  of  quests  and  all  such  poppy- 
cock 
Childe  Roland  to  the  Dark  Tower 

came  once  more 
With  a  sigh  that  called  his  pilgrimage 

a  bore, 
A  dull  adventure,   void  of  hope   or 

shock 
He  vawned  wearily,  fumbled  with  the 

lock 
As  he  had  done  so  many  times  before, 
Then  rapped  with  languid  knuckles  on 

the  door 
Without    expecting    answer    to    his 
knock. 

And  the  world  suddenly  blazed  and 
flashed  and  shone 

With  blue-green  lightnings;  scarlet 
rivers  poured 

Rolling  floods  of  bright  vermillion 
wonder : 

In  the  riot,  naked  and  alone, 

God  Almighty  strode  across  the  thun- 
der 

Roaring  and  brandishing  a  purple 
sword. 

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originality;  its  uncompromising  vision; 
its  beauty  in  terms  of  strength — then 
possess  it  for  the  fame  that  must  incvit 
ably,  one  day,  belong  to  it 


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A  Noble  Experiment 


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Iast  evening  at  che 
4  Uncle  Sam  Theatre, 
Professor  Prohibition  made 
a  most  interesting  demon- 
stration. At  the  eleventh 
hour  his  assistant,  Mr. 
Saloon,  was  called  to  the 
bedside  of  his  dying  mother 
As  the  entertainment  was 
to  be  in  the  nature  of  "A 
Noble  Experiment,"  Uncle 
Sam,  himself ,  while  not 
exactly  volunteering,  was 
prevailed  upon  to  take  Mr. 
Saloon's  place 

Through  the  tremendous 
ovation  greeting  this  an- 
nouncement Uncle  Sam 
hurried  to  the  stage,  where 
he  was  congratulated  by 
representatives  of  certain 
governments,  and  hysteri- 
cal outbursts  of  assurance 
from  the  audience. 

Silently  and  with  dig- 
nified tread  he  crossed  the 
stage  to  assume  his  desig- 
nated place  in  front  of  the 
historical  background  against  which 
Professor  Prohibition  was  to  map  his 
outline  with  keen  edged  knives  thrown 
from  a  distance  of  several  feet,  the  Pro- 
fessor wearing  dark  glasses  during  the 
demonstration 


Hurriedly  drawing  back  his  arm  the 
Professor  shot  the  first  knife  straight  and 
true.  Zee!!!  Whing! — it  sang  across  the 
stage  to  imbed  itself  snugly  against'the 
gray  locks  of  Uncle  Sam.  So  close  was 
the  aim  that  a  few  wisps  of  hair  floated 


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silently  downward  to  rest 
at  Uncle  Sam's  feet.  The 
next  knife  took  its  place  to 
the  left,  but  this  time  a 
larger  lock  of  hair  was 
sheared,  falling  to  lie  beside 
the  other. 

Suddenly  a  gasp  escaped 
the  audience  —  a  woman 
screamed  Professor  Prohi- 
bition had  made  his  first 
miss,  pinning  one  of  Uncle 
Sam's  ears  fast  to  the  map. 
The  Professor  did  not  seem 
to  notice,  hurling  another 
of  his  glistening  weapons. 
With  a  sickening  squish 
Uncle  Sam's  other  ear  was 
firmly  pinned.  Straight 
lipped  and  grim  he  stood — 
blood  trickled  from  the 
wounds. 

The  Professor  removed 
his  glasses  and  saw  for  the 
first  time  his  error — seem- 
ingly, he  was  not  greatly 
worried.  Calling  off  stage 
for  first  aid,  his  wife,  known 
professionally  as  "Blindes'  Pigges," 
hastily  brought  the  medical  kit 

Whispers  in  the  audience  were  heard. 

"What  is  she  carrying?"  "Look  at  the 

copper  tubing,"  tor  the  Professor's  wife 

is  bringing  in  a  most  peculiar  device . 


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She  held,  beneach  the  bandages,  .1  com 

piece  still,  with  little  drops  ol  .1  whitish 
liquid  trickling  into  .1  cup  She  crossed  co 
Uncle  Sam,  who  bj  this  time  was  weak 
ening,  raised  the  cup  of  liquid  to  his  lips, 
assuring  him  that  "it  is  just  oil  die 
boat,  and  showing  him  a  beautifully 
printed  label  in  proot 

Uncle  Sam  drank  greedily,  shuddered, 
then  drawing  himsell  erect,  his  eyes 
glowing  excitement,  he  again  taced  the 
Professor  ready  co  cam  on  this  Noble 
Experiment 

Ladv  Blindess  Pigges  withdrew  aher 
passing  some  ol  her  cards  among  the 
audience 

Protessor  Prohibition  changed  co  a 
darker  pair  ol  glasses  and  grabbing  a 
handful  of  knives  began  tossing  chem 
nghc  and  letc 

Suddenly  Uncle  Sam  cried  out  "It's 
getting  dark  -some  one  turn  on  more 
light  lor  the  Prolessor 

The    audience    realized    the    truth 
Uncle  Sam  was  losing  his  sight 

Ladv  Blindess  Pigges  dodged  between 
the  flying  knives  co  the  side  ol  Uncle 
Sam  -striking  a  match  she  held  it  before 
his  eves,  but  he  made  no  movement  or 
response  Looking  slyly  at  the  audience 
she  took  a  wallet  and  the  change  from 
his  pockets,  saving  "This  is  part  of  the 
experiment."  She  chen  disappeared  inco 
che  wings,  throwing  a  handful  of  her 
cards  among  che  audience. 

The  Protessor  had  worked  himself  into 
a  frenzy  Perspiration  clouded  his  brow 
as  knife  after  knife  sped  from  his  nimble 
fingers 

Uncle  Sam  was  quivering  from  trighc 
and  che  pain  ol  numerous  small  wounds. 

Fascer  and  I  aster  the  Protessor  threw 
the  knives  Here  and  there  the  map 
back  ol  Uncle  Sam  was  chipped  and 
showed  signs  ol  cracking,  but  the  Profes- 
sor   was  intent  only  on  hurling  knives. 

A  fanatical  gnn  over-spread  che  Pro- 
lcw>r  s  lace  "A  success — a  success"  he 
cried  "Look  it  works  it  works"  he 
shoucedashe  frantically  hurledthe knives 

Crash  "(  )ne  of  che  knives  had  bounced 
back  from  che  map's  border  and  with 
projectile  speed  whiscled  out  inco  che 
audience. 

Instant  contusion  —  people  rushed 
madlv  into  the  aisles  seeking  satecv  A 
mother  scruggled  againsc  che  on  rushing 
crowd,  holding  in  her  arms  a  child  With 
a  scream  che  bahv  censed  its  bodv  toward 
the  mother  tun  arms  encircling  her 
shoulders,  hands  clutching  wildly  The 
child's  body  relaxed  from  its  back 
there  gleamed  the  hilt  of  one  of  the  kcvii 
edged  knives  the  price  tag  of  "A  Noble 
riment 

Professor  Prohibition,  when  seen 
todav.  expressed  no  regret,  but  on  the 
contrary  is  diligently  searching  for  more 
and  more  knives  co  chrow  in  order  chac 
the  show  may  go  on  and  on. 

B>     Bl   K  n    BrKRV 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  Orear,  Jr. 


They  told  their  friends: 

"Charming  accommodations 
and  excellent  service' 


prominent  among 

recent  visitors  in 
Hawaii  were  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Horace  Orear, 
Jr.,  who  followed 
the  example  of  hun- 
dreds of  other  new- 
lyweds  in  choosing  the  Islands  for 
their  honeymoon.  When  they  got 
hack  to  San  Francisco  on  one  of 
the  ships  of  the  hig  Matson  Fleet, 
they  were  enthusiastic  about 
their  trip. 

"We  had  a  wonderful  voyage," 


Special  cruise! 

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April  21.     Ask  for  folder. 


they  told  friends. 
"Charming  accom- 
modations, excel- 
lent service.  Our 
trip  was  delight- 
ful." 

Your  trip  to  Ha- 
waii will  he  delightful,  too — on 
the  fast  Malolo  i  now  back  on  her 
regular  run  after  her  notable 
Around  Pacific  Cruise)  or  any 
other  ship  of  the  Matson  Fleet. 
For  reservations,  ask  any  travel 
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We  welcome  the  crowds  that 
come  for  luncheon  each  day 
...  let  us  assure  you  that,  no 
matter  how  rushed  we  are, 
the  high  standard  of  cooking 
is  our  first  concern  ...  all 
food  is  cooked  under  the  per- 
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The  Dance 

Continued  from  page  19 

The  result  is  that,  so  far  as  San  Fran- 
cisco is  concerned,  La  Argentina  is  above 
criticism.  All  the  fault  finding  in  the 
world — and  who  is  there  that  has  no 
weakness — will  not  disturb  her  popu- 
larity. Whenever  La  Argentina  steps  on 
the  stage  and  smiles,  that  moment  the 
audience  will  be  hers  and  it  will  remain 
hers  as  long  as  she  deigns  to  turn  people's 
attention  aside  from  reality  to  a  colorful 
succession  of  romantic  illusions. 

Kreutzberg  and  Georgi,  "the 
world's  greatest  dancers,"  appear 
here  the  16th  and  20th  of  February. 
They,  too,  come  heralded  by  superla- 
tives— but,  more  than  from  the  indi- 
vidual praises  given  Harald  Kreutzberg 
and  Yvonne  Georgi,  interest  is  aroused 
by  the  fact  that  they  represent  a  fresh 
attitude  toward  the  dance.  They  are 
products  of  the  new  German  school 
which  stresses  the  dynamic  structure  of 
movement. 

Their  point  of  view  is  that  of  Ru- 
dolph von  Laban,  whose  theories  are 
taught  in  San  Francisco  by  Ann  Mund- 
stock.  Von  Laban  is  an  Austrian  noble- 
man who  broke  with  family  military 
tradition  to  become  a  dancer.  As  a  child 
he  was  privileged  to  witness  the  training 
of  dervishes.  He  was  familiar  with  the 
theatre  at  an  early  age  and  alternated 
observation  of  Oriental  dance  ritual 
with  dramatic  impressions.  When  he 
decided  to  become  a  dancer,  he  went  to 
Paris  where  the  convention  of  ballet 
technique  was  still  iron-clad — as  it  was 
until  the  advent  of  Isadora  Duncan.  He 
could  not  fit  his  idea  of  dancing  into  the 
traditional  mold  so  left  the  schools  of 
Paris  and  started  his  own  experimenta- 
tion from  which  has  developed  the 
modern  German  movement 

The  dance,  as  conceived  by  von 
Laban,  is  a  plastic  art  composed  of 
elemental  postures  of  emotional  sig- 
nificance. An  effort  is  made  to  strip  the 
dance  of  all  superficial  gestures  to  pre- 
sent it  in  dynamic  simplicity. 

In  this  way  the  dance  is  being  devel- 
oped as  an  absolute  art,  independent  of 
music.  It  is  created  on  a  basis  of  pure 
rhythm  and,  though  often  performed  to 
an  accompaniment  of  music,  it  is  com- 
posed in  its  own  terms  apart  from  musi- 
cal form. 

Isadora  duncan  thought  of  the  dance 
as  a  plastic  expression  of  feeling — as 
music  played  with  the  human  body  as 
the  instrument  She  was  first  of  all  a 
musician  and  it  was  as  a  musician  that 
Isadora  Duncan  danced,  giving  to  the 
world  a  visual  beauty  comparable  to 
the  aural  loveliness  of  the  great  composi- 
tions to  which  she  danced. 


food. . . 


that  has  the  right  start! 

Not  only  is  the  food  at  the  Post 
Street  Cafeteria  served  in  the 
most  delightful  surroundings 
— colorful,  modern,  and  appe- 
tizing— but  it  is  prepared  in  a 
sunny,  bright  kitchen.  Warm 
yellow  tables,  gay  pots  and 
pans  create  an  atmosphere  to 
which  the  cooks  themselves 
respond  —  small  wonder  that 
people  consider  it  the  "best 
food  in  town". 

Come  today  and  you'll 
come  again  tomorrotv! 


Post  Street 
Cafeteria  • . 

62  Post  Street 


THE 

KCeur|yarcl 

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LUNCHEON  and  TEA 
in  the  Courtyard 

DINNER  inside  by  the  cozy 

fireplace  —  Filet  Steaks  are 

unusually  good 

Studios  for   private    parties 

MABEL  de  GOMEZ,  hostess 

4 SO  Grant  Avenue 

KEARNY 

3-9-6-2 


O-^^TsS 


FEBKl'ARY,  1930 


35 


It  is  an  inviolate  truth 
that  the  taste  and 
culture  of  the 
giver  is  un- 
alterably 
bound 
in  the 
gift. 


The  Chocolates 


Sin  Francisco. 


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for  shipping  .  .  priced  from  S3. 00 

De  Luxe  Assortments 

priced  from  S5.00 

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The  same  musicianly  attitude  marks 
the  dancing  of  Mary  von  Sabern  whose 
first  public  recital  in  San  Francisco  is 
scheduled  tor  the  latter  part  oi  March 
To  her,  dancing  is  a  means  ol  emotional 
expression  comparable  to  all  other  arts 
but  particularly  allied  to  music  because 
oi  the  common  basis  of  rhythm 

Dancers  are  born,  not  made  there 
must  be  the  combination  of  a  body  in- 
Strument  and  a  spirit  capable  of  assimi- 
lating experience  and  molding  it  into  an 
art  form  Though  more  intimate  than 
any  other  art,  and  though  it  is  built  on  a 
structure  of  primitive  reactions,  dancing 
can  be  used  to  express  the  subtlety  of 
sophisticated  experience. 

In  spite  ot  widespread  adulation  and 
the  general  concession  that  Isadora  Dun- 
can is  the  greatest  figure  in  dancing  the 
past  century,  many  misconceptions  of 
her  approach  to  the  dance  have  risen. 
Hers  was  a  tree  type  ot  expression 
originating  trom  her  own  experience 
molded  by  years  ot  study  Because  many 
who  followed  in  the  wake  of  her  great 
success  adopted  gestures  and  superficial 
form  without  her  attitude,  people  have 
not  always  realized  the  fundamental 
expression  that  underlay  all  her  work. 

Though  Isadora  Duncan  broke  with 
the  convention  ot  the  ballet  and  fought 
the  establishment  of  set  forms,  all  her 
dancing  was  the  result  of  an  immense 
amount  of  study,  research  and  under- 
standing ot  life.  She  set  for  herself  the 
goal  ot  speaking  to  the  world  in  uni- 
versal terms  with  no  artificial  vocabu- 
lary ot  conventionalized  gestures.  The 
result  was  a  communication  ot  the  spirit 

This  same  attitude  activates  the  danc- 
ing ot  Mary  von  Sabern,  whose  art  also 
is  the  result  of  years  of  study.  To  her, 
dance  technique  is  but  a  means  of  expres- 
sion. It  has  no  significance  in  itself.  A 
musician,  a  linguist,  a  student  ot  lite  and 
letters,  she  conceives  the  dance  as  an 
expression  ot  all  experience,  individual 
dances  being  composition  units  of 
different  aspects  ot  life. 

Marv  von  Sabern  was  born  in  San 
Francisco  She  first  studied  with  Isadora 
Duncan  in  Paris  when  but  six  years  old 
The  impression  and  inspiration  ot  this 
great  personalia  has  been  the  dominat- 
ing factor  in  all  her  subsequent  work  tor, 
though  she  never  swerved  trom  her  in- 
tention to  dance,  she  has  turned  to  no 
other  teacher  During  adolescence  she 
again  studied  with  the  great  dancer  and 
received  fresh  impetus  to  her  own 
creative  work. 

Since  then  Man  von  Sabern  has 
danced  and  taught,  always  with  the 
attitude  that  the  bod}  is  an  instrument 
to  be  used  m  the  dance  to  express  feeling 
colored  by  individual  experience  In  her. 
this  spring.  San  f  rancjsco  will  see  again 
presented  the  artistic  viewpoint  ol  its 
great  dancer  daughter,  Isadora  Duncan. 


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36 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Motordom  1030 

Continued  from  page  12 

refinements.  There  are  only  two  makers 
who  showed  the  courage  of  the  man 
stepping  under  an  icy  shower  instead  of 
inching  into  cold  water  from  tepid — 
who  have  thrown  away  much  or  old 
tradition  in  automotive  engineering  and 
have  presented  something  markedly, 
sensationally  new.  They  are  the  dernier 
cri-est  things  in  motordom — Cord  and 
Cadillac. 

E.  L.  Cord,  for  many  years  a  marked 
man  in  the  industry,  is  giving  a  real 
thrill  with  increased  production  ot  the 
Cord  front-drive,  sensationally  pleasing 
in    both   appearance    and    performance 

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Cord  carries  to  the  extreme  the  low- 
swung,  long  body.  High  speed  with 
safety,  especially  on  tortuous  grades  and 
icy,  skiddy  roads,  is  claimed  for  the 
Cord.  One  other  maker  is  producing  a 
front-drive  car  Other  manufacturers 
are  watching,  all  alert,  fearful  of  the 
mechanical  complexity  of  the  front- 
drive-steer-brake  unit,  doubtful  of  its 
public  reception,  but  willing  to  jump  on 
the  band-wagon  if  and  after  front  drive 
meets  popular  acclaim. 

Cadillac  has  attracted  wide  attention 
with  its  new  16-cylinder  V-type  model, 
also  designed  to  appeal  to  the  most 
exacting  of  motoring's  upper  crust. 
Probably  there  was  never  a  car-  —outside 
some  possible  singleton  built  for  royalty 
— so  finely  finished  under  the  hood  as 
well  as  in  the  externals  And  royalty 
certainly  never  enjoyed  a  vehicle  more 
finely  engineered.  The  double  octette 
motor  gives  a  flow  of  power  approxi- 
mating that  of  the  steam-turbine.  Safety- 
glass,  synchro-mesh  transmission,  and 
other  distinctive  Cadillac  features  are 
found,  of  course,  with  a  luxury  and 
elegance  ot  finish  that  should  thrill  the 
most  bored  sophisticate. 

Stutz,  with  a  distinguished  array  of 
new  models,  all  brilliant  and  proven 
performers,  anticipates  a  great  year. 
Despite  damaging  publicity  about  al- 
leged receivership  suits,  Col.  E.  S.  Gorell 
Stutz  president,  declares  the  company  in 


excellent  financial  condition  and  reports 
brilliant  success  and  record  breaking 
sales  in  both  Stutz  and  Blackhawk  lines 
at  the  New  York  show. 

Lincoln  has  prepared  a  dazzling  dis- 
play of  specially  designed  bodies  by 
famed  artists  and  will  display  them  later 
at  the  custom  salon  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

In  one  respect  and  one  only  the  show 
leaves  us  cold.  All  else  is  lovely,  but  one 
fly  remains  in  our  ointment.  Everybody 
wants  these  new  cars  Everyone  must 
have  'em.  What'll  we  do  with  the  miles 
and  miles  ot  old  cars  these  will  replace? 
The  vision  appalls  us.  What'll  we  do 
with  the  old  cars,  when  we  can't  even 
get  rid  of  our  old  safety  razor  blades. 


WALTER  FREDRICK 
SEELY 

Photographs  and 
Photo-Etchings 


466  Geary  Street 

Phone  :  FR  anklin  2472 


The  Indoor  Oxford 

solves  the  problem  of  "whether  to  dress 
or  not"!  Light,  comfortable  and  so  very 
suave  in  its  line . . .  simple . . .  correct  with 
one's  smoking  jacket  or  one's  dinner 
jacket,  for  home,  or  for  an  evening 
of  dancing $8.50 

WALK-OVER 

SHOE  STORES 


Berkeley 


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1444  Broadway,  Oakland 


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37 


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<£i 

Dm  you  sec  the  gorgeous  display  ol 
orchids  in  die  windows  of  Po- 
desta  and  Baldocchi  a  week  ago?  My 
dear,  I've  never  seen  anything  so  beau- 
tiful. There  they  were  dozens  of  these 
regal  blooms  rare  flowers  that  make 
inie  gasp  even  when  seen  one  at  a  time! 
Cattleye  Trianae  Laelia  \nceps  and 
Laelia  \  nceps  Alba — Onicidium  Splen 
-Cymbidium  Alexanderae  Selen- 
apedium  Qrandis!  The  very  names  seem 
cruel  attempts  to  tag  such  loveliness. 
There  were  crouds  in  front  ol  the  win- 
dows each  day  while  the  display  lasted 
but  1  felt,  each  time  I  passed,  that  I  had 
made  a  private  discovery. 

What  Valentines  such  orchids  will 
make'  Exquisite  bearers  for  the  subtlest 
bf  sentiments! 

For  valentines  in  lighter  mood,  no- 
where can  you  find  such  a  variety  as  at 
Joseph's  Here  the  quaint  novelties 
made  in  Joseph's  own  shops  have  been 
adapted  lor  the  individualized  gift  on 
February  14.  For  each  personal  enthusi- 


JOSEPH'S 

Florists 

235  Grant  Avenue 

(Opposite  the  White  House) 

Entirely  new  conceptions  jor  the  > 

Debutante  > —  New  articles  jor 

Bridge  Prizes 

Telephone   DOuglas  7210 


as  SEEN 

BS  HER 


asm  there  is  an  apt  bit  of  pottery,  a  desk 
ornament,  paper  container  or  an  ash  tray 
elaborated  into  a  valentine  with  flowers 
and  hearts.  For  the  yachtsman  an  amus- 
ing pottery  ship  tor  the  hunter  a  wall 
vase  in  the  shape  of  a  duck  in  flight 
for  the  golfer  a  grotesque  figure  in  golf 
cogs  lor  each  person  some  intriguing 
novelty  converted  into  a  valentine 

Some  way  St.  Valentine's  Day  seems 
more  logical  than  usual  this  year — what 
with  the  concessions  to  grace  and  pretti- 
ness  made  by  the  flowing  lines  of  the 
new  styles  in  women's  dress.  Even  in 
sportswear ! 

You  should  see  the  lovely  new 
knitted  sports  suits  at  Liebes'.  I 
was  there  the  other  day  when  they  were 
unpacking  some  original  models  in  the 
new  lace  knit — intriguing  stuff  firmer 
than  ordinary  knit,  with  a  definite  lace 
pattern.  One  model  in  particular  seemed 
to  combine  in  itself  all  the  really  new 
features  of  sports  clothes  this  year.  It  is 
a  two-piece  suit — starting  with  a  sleeve- 
less dress  with  flaring  pleats,  high  waist- 
line and  belt  —and  topping  off  with  a 
finger  length  coat  that  has  a  deep  cape 
collar,  hanging  almost  to  the  waist.  It  is 
made  of  a  tan  lace-knit  that  emphasizes 
femininity  while  being  beautifully  prac- 
tical. For  sports  there  arc  no  hanging 
drapes— but  always  a  flare  -usuallv 
augmented  by  pleats. 

Have  you  seen  the  new  angora  Jersey? 
Unbelievably  soft  and  silky — and  in 
such  lovelv  colors!  And  have  you  seen' 
the  new  pique  flowers  for  sports  wear? 
An  intriguing  assortment  has  just  ar- 
rived at  Liebes — deep  cupped  roses  in 
starchy  pique — petals,  stem  and  calyx  all 
one  tone. 


The  bewildering  arrays  of  new  things 
make  one  pause  in  the  headlong  llight 
of  purchasing  and  consider  the  virtues  of 
consulting  a  stylist.  The  other  day  I  re- 
ceived a  letter  from  the  director  of  the 
Fashion  Art  School — written  on  purple 
edged  green  paper  -suggesting  that  I 
take  their  Stylist  Training  course.  And 
someway  as  I  am  confronted  by  the  eon 
fusion  of  the  new  styles,  1  find  myself 
turning  seriously  toward  a  study  of  the 
fundamentals  of  fashion. 

T.iis  time  of  the  year  when  the 
smooth  grey  fur  of  pussywillows 
first  appears  in  the  midst  of  the  spring 
(lowers  on  the  street  stands,  there  is  a 
restlessness  in  the  air  that  is  wine  to  the 
soul.  I  want  to  be  out  and  going  some- 
where. Oh,  why,  when  I  know  that  I 
must  stav  in  the  city  for  at  least  another 
three  months,  must  my  spirit  itch  for 
new  sights  and  new  places1  At  times  it 
seems  almost  malicious  of  the  travel 
bureaus  to  sttew  their  windows  with  the 
inticements  as  thev  do. 


GOLDBERG, 


BOWENCO. 


242  SUTTER  STREET 


I  I    IS,4 

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oj  NEW  YORK  CITY 

ESTABLISHED  1869 

Importers  of  Antique  and  Modern  Silver, 
Sheffield  Plate,  Fine  Crystal  and  China 

li  here  the  treasures  of  a  collector  may 
he  purchased  as  gijts 

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38 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


A.  F. 

MARTEN 

♦  co  ♦ 


INTERIOR 
DECORATION 

Distinctive 

designs  interpreted  to 

the  individual 

taste. 


1501    SUTTER    STREET 
SAN    FRANCISCO 


J.B.Pagano  H.  A.Dunlap 

L.  J.  Capurro 


IcaaJloMs 

Avansino  Bros.fiPCo. 


^•*s=.-*y  237  Q&*r>  S' 


5an  fyancaco 


Flower  Orders  Telegraphed  Anywhere 


H.VALDESPINO 

has  restored  his  shop 

and  is  again  accepting 

orders  for  fine  framing 

of  pictures 

347  O'Farrell  Screec 
San  Francisco 
FR  antclin    3533 


And  it  is  not  the  travel  bureaus  alone. 
Everywhere,  the  stores  seem  bent  on 
giving  you  an  extra  shove  toward 
travel.  New  clothes,  luggage,  steamer 
rugs  and  books  all  waggle  tentalieing 
fingers  from  every  shop  window.  Even 
at  Shreve's,  where  I  went  the  other  day 
for  a  baby  gift,  I  was  distracted  by  the 
most  perfect  traveling  case  I  have  ever 
seen.  It  was  in  golden  ecrase  with  fittings 
in  deep  red  French  enamel  on  gilded 
silver — and  not  only  were  there  the  ac- 
cepted conveniences  of  toiletries  and  cut 
glass  bottles,  but  there  was  also  a  writ- 
ing case  behind  the  easel  mirror  and 
other  leather  cases  fitted  around  the  sides 
for  utmost  compactness.  I  was  told  that 
this  case  was  awarded  first  prize  for 
workmanship  when  shown  at  the  recent 
Paris  exposition  of  industrial  arts — no 
wonder  I've  dedicated  my  next  two 
thousand  dollars  to  this  marvelous  bag! 

Modernism  seems  bent  on  invading 
San  Francisco  via  its  shoe  salons. 
Already  there  is  Roos'  beautifully  mod- 
ern department — and  now  the  City  of 
Paris  makes  its  bow,  the  first  of  Febru- 
ary, with  a  salon  in  the  modern  manner. 
One  really  can't  pass  judgment  on  it 
until  after  the  opening  but  I  peeked 
through  construction  screens  the  other 
day,  and  saw  interestingly  designed 
woodwork 

But  most  exciting  of  all  is  the  new 
Sommer  and  Kaufman  building  on 
Market  The  other  day  I  was  walking 
down  lovable,  drab,  higglety-pigglety 
Market  street,  near  the  Emporium,  when 
my  eye  was  suddenly  caught  by  two 
glorious  shafts  ot  lighter-than-jade  green 
tiles.  Up  to  that  time  I  had  not  given 
the  new  building  a  thought — the  ugly 
construction  scaffolding  was  a  thing  to 
avoid — sort  of  a  vague  promise  of 
something  to  come.  But  trom  across  the 
street  you  can  now  see  shafts  of  green 
tile  that  make  you  catch  your  breath. 

What  a  gem  this  color  will  be — like 
the  clear  note  of  a  bell  struck  in  the 
midst  of  indiscriminate  clamor!  And 
next  to  it  is  the  startling  black-and- 
whiteness  of  the  new  Moore  store. 
These  buildings  will  probably  disturb 
the  comfortable  complacency  ot  our 
downtown  district  —  awakening  one 
knows  not  how  much  ferment  because 
somehow  this  one  unit  of  modern  bold- 
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airplane)  —  a  thorough  change  of  scene.  You  discover  a  new  reason  for  living!  .  .  . 
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A    NEW    SHOE    SALON 

The  keynote  of  the  City  of  Paris  Shoe  Salon  is  modernity  and 
newness.  NEW  in  the  gracious  use  of  modern  design  and 
color  to  provide  a  fitting  setting  for  fine  shoes.  NEW  in  the 
Third  Floor  location.  NEW  in  the  stocks  of  fine  Laird,  Schober 
and  other  custom  made  shoes.  NEW  in  management,  which 
is  City  of  Paris'  own.  But  in  the  traditions  of  quality  and 
thoughtful  service  .  .  .  three-quarters  of  a  century  OLD. 

Harry  A.  Gibson  is  in  charge,  assisted  by  Michael  O'Rourke. 


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THE  STAGE 

Geary:  Lenore  Ulric  in  "East  of  Suez"  and 
the  facts  of  life. 

Curran:  Ac  this  writing  apparently  sunk  in 
its  own  quiet  memories.  However  the  Curran 
and  Geary  are  expecting  some  little  stran- 
gers from  Broadway.  "June  Moon,"  "Street 
Scene,"  "The  Criminal  Code,"  and  "The 
New  Moon." 

Community  Playhouse:  "The  Lady  in  Law," 
French  and  funny,  playing  Wednesday  and 
Thursday  evenings,  March  12th  and  13th. 

Alcazar:  Mary  Boland,  jolly,  no  end,  in  "La- 
dies of  the  Jury." 

President:  "Broken  Dishes,"  something  that 
should  be  a  smash  (ahhh — ha  ...   I 

THE  PUPPET  THEATRE 

Perry  Dilley's  Puppets:  In  their  final  perform- 
ances of  "The  Bricklayer's  Dilemma,"  a 
Community  Chest  presentation  that  is  open 
to  the  public  free  of  charge,  March  6,  1:30 
and  2:00  P.  M.  at  500  Sutter  Street. 

Tony  Sarg's  Marionettes:  "Rip  Van  Winkle" 
and  "The  Band."  March  7th  and  8th,  after- 
noon and  evening,  Scottish  Rite. 

Ralph  Chesse's  Puppets:  Closes  "Macbeth" 
and  opens  "The  Legend  of  the  Moorish 
Legacy." 

THE  SCREEN 

California:  "Putting  on  the  Ritz,"  with  Harry 
Richmond,  followed  by  "Roadhouse  Nights" 
with  a  number  of  people  of  which  Jimmy 
Durante  of  "I  ups  to  him"  fame  looks  most 
promising. 

Marion  Davies:    "Second  Showing"  with  Do- 
>      lores    Costello    followed    by    "Troupers 
Three." 

Embassy:  John  Barrymore,  girls,  in  "General 
Crack,"  with  Winnie  Lightner  close  on  his 
heels  in  "She  Couldn't  Say  No." 

Fox:  "The  Girl  Says  No,"  with  William 
Haines  being  funny  again  probably. 

Warfield:  About  all  there  is  to  be  gleaned  at 
this  writing  is  that  the  Warfield  is  looking 
forward  to  a  "Blaze  of  Glory,"  but  who 
bursts  into  flame  is  still  a  mystery. 

Granada:  Nancy  Carroll,  a  neat  little  trick  in 
a  stranded-ona-South-Sea-Island  picture 
with  the  lure  theme  in  title,  "Dangerous 
Paradise." 


Orpheum:     "The  Case  of  Sergeant  Grischa" 

holds  out  a  tragic  invitation. 
St.  Francis:    "Lummox,"  a  pluck  at  the  heart 

strings  starring  Winifred  Westover. 

MUSIC 

March  1:    "II  Trovatore,"  8:15. 

March   2:     San   Francisco   Symphony,    2:45; 

Grand  Opera,  "Lucia,"  8:15. 
March  4:    "The  Masked  Ball,"  8: 1  5. 
March  5:    "Barber  of  Seville,"  8: 15. 
March   7:     San   Francisco   Symphony,    8:15; 

"Rigoletto,"  8:15. 
March   9:     San   Francisco   Symphony,    2:45: 

"Cavalleria"  and  "Pagliacci,"  8:15. 
March  10:    Josef  Lhevinne,  pianist,  8:30. 
March     13:      Aline    Greenwood,     lecture,     1  1 

A.  M.:  Mrs.  Hugh  Brown,  reader,  2:15. 
March  17:    "Das  Rheingold,"  German  Opera 

Company,  Dreamland. 
March  18:    Abas  String  Quartet,  8:30;  "Tris- 
tan and  Isolde,"  German  Opera  Company. 
March   19:     "Die  Walkure,"   German  Opera 

Company,  Dreamland. 
March  20:    Princess  Der  Ling,  lecture,  8:30; 

"Siegfried,"     German     Opera     Company, 

Dreamland. 
March  21:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  3:00; 

"Flying  Dutchman,"  German  Opera  Com- 
pany, Dreamland. 
March  22:    Roland  Hayes,  in  Oakland,  8:30; 

"Goetterdammerung,"       German       Opera 

Company,  Dreamland. 
March  23:    San  Francisco  Symphony,   2:45; 

Mozart's    "Don    Juan."     Matinee,    Dream- 
land. 
March  24:  Drama  Tea  with  Sir  Phillips,  2:30; 

Ben     Greet      (Fairmont  I,     Roland     Hayes 

(Dreamland),    8:30;     Ben    Greet    Players. 

"Hamlet,"  8:30. 
March  25:     Ben  Greet  Players,  "Everyman," 

8:30. 
March  26:     Ben  Greet  Players,  "Everyman." 

2:30;  "Much  Ado  About  Nothing,"  8:30. 
March  27:    Mrs.  Hugh  Brown,  reader,  2:15;' 

Martinelli,  recital,  8:30;  Ben  Greet  Players, 

"Hamlet,"  8:30. 
March    28:     Lawrence    Strauss,    tenor,    8:30; 

Ben  Greet  Players,  "Twelfth  Night,"  8:30. 


March  29:    Martinelli  with  S.  F.  Symphony. 

8:30;     Ben     Greet     Players,     "Everyman," 

8:30. 
March  30:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  2:45. 

DINING  AND  DANCING 

St.  Francis:    Stanford's  choice  for  the  present. 

Fairmont:  Well,  gentility  always  has  its  glam- 
our. 

Mark  Hopkins:  Very  good  food,  but  mesmer- 
ized waiters. 

The  Palace:    Traditionally  one  of  the  places. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:  Proving  the  charm  of  din- 
ing without  the  rah  rah  and  swing. 

The  Silver  Slipper:  Still  new  enough  to  pique 
curiosity. 

Coppa's:  Familiar  to  all  San  Franciscans  of 
the  old  school. 

Russian  Tea  Room:  So  this  is  Russia  .... 
black  bread  and  borsch  that  will  have  you 
tweaking  toes  under  the  table  with  delight. 

The  Courtyard:  One  of  the  best  and  most 
unique. 

Solari's:  Ask  anybody  and  they'll  tell  you 
"yes"  .... 

Post  Street  Cafeteria:    Always  a  good  idea. 

ART 
California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor: 

Loan  exhibitionsand permanent  collections. 

East  West  Gallery:  "Soul  of  Steel"  exhibition 
opens  March  6. 

Galerie  Beaux  Arts:  Rinaldo  Cuneo  exhibi- 
tion until  March  10,  followed  by  a  loan 
exhibition  of  modern  masters — Cezanne  to 
Picasso,  with  Georgia  O'Keefe  and  Rivera 
on  the  side. 

Gumps:  Etchings  by  Max  Pollak  until  the 
17th,  paintings  by  R.  Macauley  Stevenson 
until  the  22nd,  followed  by  paintings  by 
Bessie  Lasky  extending  into  April. 

Courvoisier  Little  Gallery:  Architectural  etch- 
ings by  Rosenberg. 

Paul  Elder  Gallery:  Cornelius  Botke  and  Jessie 
Arms  Botke  exhibiting  paintings,  etchings, 
block  prints  and  decorative  screens. 

Loretta  Ellen  Brady:  French  etchings  of  well 
known  spots  in  Paris  that  are  charming  and 
decorative. 

Gelber  Lilianthal:  Original  drawings  for  book 
illustrations  by  Valenti  Angelo. 


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Dr.  Walter  B.  Coffey 


The  eves  of  the  medical  world  are  focused  on  this  distinguished  San  Francisco 
physician  who.  with  his  colleague.  Dr.  John  D.  Humber.  is  engaged  in  experi- 
mentation and  research  which  it  is  hoped  will  lead  to  the  long  sought  cure  for 
cancer. 


KAN  VltANCISCAN 


Hope! 


Some  Notes  on  Iho  Experiments  c»f  Ihc  Doctors  Cnffov  and  Unmoor 

by  G.  MATHUR 


Ii  sums  like  a  chamber  from  Dances 
Inferno-  or  Purgatory. 

Hundreds  oi  men  and  women,  and 
even,  youngsters,  sit  patiently,  then  take 
their  turn  in  the  marching  hie  It  is  a 
contest  between  despair  and  hope  that  is 
written  over  their  wan,  anguished  faces. 
This  is  like  a  bread  line.  But  the  bread 
they  seek  is  die  very  Bread  of  Lile,  the 
ludgmenc  of  Life  itself  Until  they  came 
here  they  had  lost  hope  on  the  earth. 
Today,  a  ray  or  hope  has  come  to  them. 
Perhaps  when  they  have  passed  through 
that  narrow  gate  of  Promise,  they  might 
regain  their  rations  of  Life!  Perhaps! — 
What  in  Experiment! 

II  you  think  that  this  is  a  fanciful  pic- 
ture you  have  not  read  about  the  San 
Francisco  cancer  clinic  at  the  Southern 
Pacific  General  Hospital  and  several 
similar  clinics  in  Los  Angeles. 

This  row  of  humanity  is  ol  cancer 
patients  who  nave  been  pronounced  in- 
operable beyond  the  reach  ot  the 
surgeon's  skill.  Now,  they  oiler  them- 
selves for  the  experimental  treatments 
given  by  Dr  Walter  Bernard  Collcv  and 
Dr  John  Davis  Humber 

What  do  they  expect,  these  patients? 
The  gilt  ol  life,  which  has  been  almost 
wrested  from  them1  Ol  course  in  their 
hearts  that's  what  thev  hope  lor 

But  il  life  is  not  restored  they  will 
at  least  have  the  release  from  pain  Pain 
such  as  no  one  cdn  describe  the  torture 
ol  cancer ! 

Amir  thev  receive  the  L'ollcv  Hum 
her  injections  the  cancer  patients 
make  strange  reports  Sometimes  they 
remain  as  before  But  in  the  majorit}  ol 
cases  thev  say  they  I  eel  a  burden  falling 
awav  I  rum  them 

The  torture  goes  awav  or  is  markedly 
decreased    Thev   sleep  lor  the  lirst  time, 


maybe,  in  months  without  the  help  of 
opiates.  They  eat,  they  can  move  about 
and  even  resume  their  daily  duties,  to 
some  extent. 

In  fortunate  instances,  the  treatments 
result  in  sloughing  off  the  cancer  tissues. 
The  cancer  cells  die.  And  more  im- 
portant, the  healthy  cells  ot  the  body  are 
not  injured  by  this  treatment. 

And  yet  this  is  still  "experimental 
work,  in  the  very  early  stages."  So  the 
discoverers  warn  you,  emphatically. 

T.ie  scientists  whose  accomplish- 
ments have  attracted  the  eyes  ot  the 
world  upon  them  are  two  San  Francisco 
surgeons  -Dr.  Walter  Bernard  Coffey, 
Chief  Surgeon  of  the  Southern  Pacific 
Railwavs,  and  his  assistant  and  colleague 
Dr.  John  Davis  Humber,  superintendent 
ol  the  Southern  Pacific  General  Hospital. 

Since  the  first  news  of  this  experi- 
mental work  that  may  lead  to  the  dis- 
covery ot  a  remedy  for  cancer  was  pub 
lished,  these  two  doctors  have  become 
acclaimed;  but  among  the  members  of 
their  profession  thev  have  long  been 
known  as  original  workers  in  scientific 
medicine 

Doctor  Walter  Bernard  Collcv  was 
born  in  San  Francisco  in  1868  and 
studied  medicine  at  the  Cooper  Medical 
College  His  rise  was  meteoric  He  he- 
came  the  Chiel  Surgeon  ol  die  Market 
Street  Railway  Company's  hospital  de 
partment,  then  ol  the  Southern  Pacific, 
the  St  Francis  Hospital  and  other 
organizations 

What  led  to  his  success  was  not  only 
his  record  as  an  administrator  but  also 
his  brilliant  surgical  work  which  was 
known  all  over  the  world  Among 
scientists  Dr  Collcv  became  part icularlv 
famous  when  he  devised  a  surgical  treat 


ment  for  "heart  disease'    or  angina  pec 
toris,  in  its  common  ambulent  form. 

In  this  operation  he  cut  certain  sympa- 
thetic nerves  that  locus  in  the  neck  be- 
fore branching  out  into  the  region  of  the 
heart,  to  regulate  contraction  or  expan 
sion  of  certain  blood  vessels  The  pain  or 
angina  (the  heart  attack)  was  conceived 
by  Dr.  Cofley  to  result  from  the  sudden 
contraction  of  these  blood  vessels.  His 
operation  ot  severing  the  connection  of 
these  sympathetic  nerves  with  the  region 
of  the  heart  resulted  in  a  practical  vindi- 
cation ot  his  theory.  Four  out  of  five 
patients  in  the  first  experimental  group 
recovered  without  recurrence  ot  the 
heart  attacks. 

This  operative  treatment  ol  angina  in 
certain  lorms  called  lor  an  extraordinary 
knowledge  of  the  network  of  the  sympa 
thetic  nerves.  These  nerves  have  re- 
mained obscure  even  to  men  ol  science. 
i^nc  reason  ot  their  partial  mvstery  was 
that  it  wasexceedinglv  difficult  to  photo- 
graph them.  And  in  modern  science, 
photography  plays  a  most  important 
part  in  the  study  ot  the  objects  of  re- 
search 

Hence  what  Doctor  Coffey  was 
anxious  to  do  was  to  advance  the 
knowledge  ol  scientists  concerning  che 
sympathetic  nerves  themselves,  lor  thev 
pervade  all  the  important  vital  organs 
ot  the  internal  system. 

I  or  this  work  he  allied  with  Dr. 
John  D.  Humber.  a  younger  man  who 
had  been  instructor  ol  anatomy  at  the 
Tulane  University,  New  Orleans,  and 
then  an  assistant  in  surgery  at  the  Uni- 
vcrsitv  ol  California,  from  where  be- 
came into  the  Southern  Pacific  medical 
department's  service  In  a  word,  he  was 
the  very  man  to  carry  out  the  technical 
phases  ol  Dr  Collcv  s  nerve  studies. 
Intwd  "ii  p.. 


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NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


Meandering  Thoughts 

The  dreamy  haze  that  settles  over 
Lone  Mountain  on  a  hot  day  .  .  . 
The  staid  expressions  on  the  faces  of 
those  who  ride  alone  on  the  street  cars 
.  .  .  The  romantic  tinge  that  pervades 
the  atmosphere  about  Fisherman's  Wharf 
.  .  .  The  sad  squallor  of  Third  street  .  .  . 
The  brisk,  hurrying  walk  of  crowds  on 
lower  California  .  .  .  The  desolate  look 
on  the  countenance  of  the  old  lady  sell- 
ing papers  at  Powell  and  Market  .  .  . 
The  ashen-faced  individual  in  gray  flan- 
nels, who,  promptly  at  7  .30  each  even- 
ing, crosses  Geary  street  at  Fifteenth 
avenue  ...  A  fight  on  McAllister  street 
with  three  street  cars  stopped  and  hun- 
dreds of  men,  women  and  children  for 
an  audience  .  .  .  Mayor  James  Rolph 
wearing  the  usual  geranium  bush  in  his 
lapel  ...  A  window-washer  looks  down 
upon  noon-time  traffic  from  the  twenty- 
seventh  story  of  a  skyscraper  and  won- 
ders what  it's  all  about  .  .  .  The  com- 
pelling glance  of  Mr.  Kelly,  the  owner 
of  Kelly's  Coffee  Tavern  .  .  .  The  enter- 
tainers at  Coffee  Dan's  .  .  .  Balloon 
hawkers  selling  giant  inflated  bags  for 
ten  cents  .  .  .  Henry  Duffy,  who  intro- 
duced the  "family"  drama  into  San 
Francisco  .  .  .  The  penmanship  "ex- 
perts" who  line  Market  street  on  Sun- 
day evenings  .  .  .  The  constant  spiral  of 
steam  issuing  from  the  top  of  the  Koffee 
Kup  sign  .  .  .  Hatless  girls  strolling  in 
the  rain  .  .  .  The  baleful  gleam  of 
street-lamps  on  a  wet  pavement  .  .  . 
One  out  of  every  three  persons  con- 
siders himself  quite  a  cynic  .  .  .  Powell 
street's  cigar  store  Indian,  the  last  of  a 
large  family  .  .  .  These  youthful  writers 
who  would  emulate  Pepys  and  label 
themselves  "ye  scribe"  .  .  .  Neon  signs 
that  burn  night  and  day  .  .  .  The  starched 
strip  of  white  piping  inside  Robert 
Rea's  vest  .  .  .  The  white-haired  reviva- 
list in  sackcloth  who  stands  at  Third 
and  Market  to  save  the  world.  Hope  he 
succeeds  .  .  .  Would-be  Bolshevists  ex- 
pounding views  on  the  ground  floor  of 
the  Public  Library  .  .  .  And  many  people 
do  their  heavy  thinking  on  the  street- 
car .  .  .  The  most  peculiar  after-dance 
special — spinach  and  cream  .  .  .  Women 
shoppers  who  argue  with  policemen  at 
busy  intersections.  And  try  to  beat  the 
stop  signal  ...  A  pretty  cafe  name — 
"The  Silver  Slipper"  .  .  .  Charing  Cross, 
the  kindergarten  with  the  rustic  atmo- 
sphere. .  .  .  And  of  course,  the  new  green 
face  on  the   Ferry  Building  Clock  .  .  . 

The  Chest 

The  current  Community  Chest  cam- 
paign and  its  slogans  bring  to  mind 
again  the  time  when  a  prominent  under- 
taker, who  prides  himself  on  his  public 


spirit,  loyally  installed  cards  in  all  the 
eastbay  street  cars.  However,  the  gesture 
somewhat  miscarried,  as  the  slogan  he 
chose  to  quote  read  : 

"Our   work   is    not    done    until    the 
Chest  is  full." 

Kibitizer 

It  takes  more  than  a  mere  rainstorm 
to  drive  people  away  from  the 
Beach  at  night.  On  the  last  rainy  night 
about  midnight  I  counted  about  seventy 
parked  cars  at  Inspiration  Point,  and 
there  were  almost  as  many  farther  down 
in  front  of  the  Concessions  Naturally, 
one  makes  no  effort  to  say  what  the 
occupants  of  those  vehicles  were  doing  .  .  . 
Incidentally,  the  latest  mean  trick  in 
this  neck  of  the  woods  seems  to  be  to 
kibitz  on  those  nice  people  who  are  fond 
of  gazing  on  the  moon  at  Inspiration 
Point  The  experienced  kibitzer,  driving 
up  noiselessly,  dismounts  from  his  car, 
and,  equipped  with  a  powerful  flashlight 
makes  a  round  of  all  the  parked  ma- 
chines. All  of  which  seems  rather  aim- 
less, but  those  seized  with  this  form  of 
mania  gloat  with  intense  satisfaction 
when  they  surprise  a  young  couple  in  a 
particularly  embarrassing  pose  .  .  .  But 


occasionally  the  man  in  the  car  carries 
a  revolver  and  the  tale  is  a  trifle  sadder. 

Complete  Characterization  :  The  type 
that  feel  it  their  duty  to  attend  the  Fox 
Theatre  every  Saturday  Night. 

Long  live  the  queen! 

Has  San  Francisco  a  new  "queen  of 
Bohemia?"  For  many  years  habitues 
of  Begin 's  on  Columbus  avenue  paid 
homage  to  the  tall  brunette  who  played 
the  piano  there.  They  watched  her  as, 
night  after  night,  she  watched  the 
dancers,  her  zyes  veiled  with  boredom. 
Then  would  come  a  youth  who  would 
lean  against  the  piano  and  her  eyes 
would  light.  For  a  few  nights  the  light 
would  last  as  the  youth  returned  time 
after  time  to  lean  across  the  piano  and 
worship  at  her  shrine  Then  the  veil  of 
boredom  would  again  fall  and  with 
bored  dignity  the  "queen"  would  con- 
tinue to  receive  the  homage  of  those 
who  gathered  at  Begin's. 

But  Begin  sold  out  and  returned  to 
Bologna.  The  "queen"  disappeared. 
Some  said  she  was  a  manikin.  Many 
said  she  had  gone  away.  Then  Begin  re- 
turned and  opened  La  Casa  Begin — and 


y  //i' 


/" 


"Papa! 


MVIUII.  1930 


11 


the  "queen"  too  reappeared  co  cake  her 
place  ac  the  piano,  still  languidly  beau 
tiful,  still  with  the  veil  ol  boredom  sel- 
dom drawn  aside  Then  a  radio  was  in- 
stalled and  the  girl  was  seen  less  and  less 
often  We  stopped  climbing  the  stairs 
Begin's  remained  a  memory  which  we 
revived  just  a  leu  nights  ago  only  to 
find  the  place  dominated  by  another  tall 
brunette  The  radio  was  muted,  a  seem 
ing  accompaniment  to  the  beauty  ol  the 
eool  eyed  girl  whose  white  skin  glowed 
against  the  frame  ot  black  hair  and 
around  her  was  a  group  as  admiring  as 
any  that  ever  paid  court  to  San  Fran- 
cisco's other  "queen  ol  Bohemia 

Yesterday,  in  a  street-car,  a  young 
man,  attired  in  a  new  and  rather  loud 
suit  of  clothes  joined  a  companion  in  the 
rear  ol  the  car  The  other  surveyed  him 
critically  tor  a  moment  and  then  causti- 
cally inquired  "Well,  did  they  give  you 
a  ball  and  bat  with  it1"  .  .  . 

Church  Hotels 

When  first  we  heard  that  San  Fran- 
cisco, like  New  York,  was  to 
have  an  hotel  building  containing  with- 
in its  walls  a  tull  fledged  church  struc- 
ture, we  were  impressed  When  said 
church  and  hotel  building  actually  ma- 
terialized, was  named  lor  a  good  bishop 
ol  the  town's  early,  sinful  days  and  was 
recently  opened  to  the  public,  we  were 
even  more  awed 

It  seemed  that,  at  last,  in  this  city, 
symbolical  lor  riotous  and  ungodlv 
existence,  Good  and  Christian  Service 
had  realized  signal  triumphs  The  mem- 
orv  ol  a  Christian  bishop  would  be 
honored  and  perpetuated  beyond  Bo- 
nanza kings,  railroad  pirates,  Barbary 
Coast  satallites.  political  bosses,  saloon 
keepers,  and  ladies  of  the  night. 

It  was  some  such  ideals  as  these,  we 
learn,  that  inspired  the  builders  of  the 
New  York  church-hotel  The  church 
would  draw  substantial  needed  revenue 
t.  mti  the  hotel.  The  hotel  would  be  a 
model  ol  its  kind  an  oasis  ot  morality 
and  decency  in  a  vast  sea  ol  wickedness. 

Bur  things  tailed  to  work  out  in  this 
simple,  beautitul  fashion  Worldly  and 
unbelieving  travelers  found  other  New 
l  ork  hotels  more  to  their  liking  and 
disposed  to  cooperate  in  providing  occa- 
sional liquid  refreshment  Visiting 
bishops.  Sunday  School  superintendents 
and  the  like  also  took  their  patronage 
elsewhere  when  in  New  York.  Thev  de 
sired  to  see  all  the  sights,  elevating  and 
otherwise  Thev  patronized  broad 
minded  hotels,  where  their  style  was  not 
apt  to  be  cramped 

In  order  to  save  the  floundering  enter- 
prise from  insolvency,  the  hotel  was 
tinallv  leased  to  a  veteran  hotel  man 
He  ls  so  busy  making  a  tremendous 
financial  success  ol  the  business  that  his 
guests  are   left   in   peace  and   to   pursue 


Ju.tl  an  Old  Fashioned  Girl 


without  question  their  small  human, 
flesh lv  and  liquid  weaknesses  and  in- 
dulgences. 

All  ot  which  makes  us  wonder  ol  the 
fate  of  the  William  Taylor 

450  Sutter 

Somebody  has  asked  the  question, 
apropos  ot  the  new  building  at  4=, 
Sutter  street,  "Why  should  Mavan  art 
be  considered  am  more  'modern'  than 
the  art  ot  any  other  period  borrowed 
from  any  other  country?" 

We  haven't  been  able  to  answer  it  In 
tact,  the  question  has  done  much  to  con- 
tirm  the  impression  that  the  promised 
beauty  ol  this  building  has  not  been  lul- 
hllcd  m  its  completion  As  it  originally 
stood,  a  stark  structure  ol  iron  silhouetted 
against  the  skv  during  its  hrst  days  ol 
construction,  this  building  was  a  delight 
to  the  soul  At  night  its  skeleton  loomed 
black  against  the  city's  lights  by  di\ 
the  girders  rose  inspiringly  above  the 
city  streets  Then  came  the  skin  ot  con 
Crete  and  on  its  tace  vague  designs  were 


scribbled  with  a  seemingly  careless  and 
not  too  vigorous  stvlus  But  regrets  were 
reserved  tor  the  completion  when  judg 
ment  could  be  given  fairly. 

Now  we  arc  confronted  with  a  build 
ing  ot  elemental  modern  form  that  is 
decorated  in  authentic  Mayan  design 
symbols  of  ancient  significance  .  .  de- 
signs resulting  from  the  worship  of  the 
sun  and  serpent  of  a  heat  ravaged  coun- 
try figures  that  some  way  detract 
from  the  elemental  simplicity  of  the 
architectural  form  At  certain  times  of 
the  dav  the  building  still  makes  one  gasp 
at  its  splendor,  but  the  anachronism  ol 
decoration  and  architecture  disturb  the 
consistent  enjoyment  of  what  we  had 
hoped  would  be  a  continual  aesthetic 
satisfaction 

K.  K.  K. 

A  San   Franc,  is,,  vs  who  recently  re- 
turned   from    a   trip  through  the 
South  brings  this  storv  which  he  vouches 
lor    as    an    actual    occurrence     Driving 


12 


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Aviator:    Mars,  my  eye!    This  is  one  of  the  canals  of  Holly  Gables,  Florida! 


V\Kt:ll.  19.10 


13 


*?$«* 


'Tell  her  we  ain't  receivin 


THE  WHITE 


<  \iti» 


bv  NED  HILTON 


Woefully  written  scuff,  distributed 
by  hundreds  of  thousands  of 
copies  a  vcir  to  hoys  young  enough  to 
accept  it  as  good,  Has  had  a  great  deal  to  do 
and  will  have  more,  with  our  national 
insensitiveness  to  the  decencies  of  lan- 
guage, our  frequent  contusion  ot  mere 
cheapness  with  humor,  and  our  adult 
hospitality  to  printed  matter  equally 
defiant  of  all  civilized  standards 

To  Mr.  Wilson  Follett  1  hasten  ro 
apologize  for  omitting  the  quotation 
marks  from  the  above  truncated  para 
graph  It  appeared  in  The  Bookjnan  for 
September.  1020.  in  an  essay  entitled 
Junior  Model,  by  Wilson  Follett.  1  have 
taken  the  libertv  because  1  believe  that, 
in  manner  and  matter,  it  sounds  as 
though  I  had  written  it  myself. 

In  the  argument  which  follows  1  shall 
return  to  the  analogy;  in  this  sentence  I 
wish  to  point  out  merely  an  apparent 
concern,  in  Mr  Follett's  discourse,  tor 
the  late  ot  civilized  standards  Now  I 
suggest  that  this  zealous  worrying  might 
perhaps  also  be  considered  as  a  trait  ot 
adolescence;  it  might  be  seen  to  be  quite 
similar  to  my  oration  on  the  dereliction 
ot  critics,  in  which  oration  Mr.  Follett's 
utmost  generosity  could  detect  no  higher 
mental  age  than  seventeen  lor  Mr 
Follett  has  said,  in  the  essay  from  which 
1  lilt  the  paragraph,  very  nearly  what  I 
have  said  He.  too,  bemoans  the  lack  ot 
better  criticism  In  his  essay  in  The  San 
.  :  last  month  he  reminds  me 
that  anyone  is  a  critic,  the  woman  who 
refused  to  see  The  Patriot  because  she 
had  seen  Jannings  woll  his  food  in  a 
former  picture  or  Mr  Cabell's  woman 
who  read  only  the  produce  ot  the  Hutch- 
insons  because  she  liked  motoring,  or  1 


who  bought  this  typewriter  in  preference 
to  others  because  1  might  sometime 
learn  and  wish  to  type  Hindustani,  are, 
obviously  enough,  critics.  Mr.  Follett's 
Junior  Model  discusses  books  tor  bins, 
and  Mr.  Follett  argues,  in  part,  that  the 
acceptance  of  ungrammatical,  semi- 
literate  and  philosophically  distorted 
stuff  by  the  boys  is  having  a  deplorable 
effect  on  the  national  culture  The  boys 
arc  also,  obviously  enough,  critics.  He 
absolves  them  from  blame  but  ot  the 
publishers  he  says.  "The  internal  evi 
dence  shows  that  the  average  book  lor 
boys  is  sold  to  the  public  with  all  the 
mistakes  ot  the  author's  manuscript  per- 
petuated and  the  printer's  typographic 
miscues  thrown  in  to  boot.  1  submit  that 
none  of  the  immoralities  vociferously 
charged  against  the  publishing  business 
is  quite  so  shocking  as  this  .  .  .  To  let 
down  one's  publishing  standards  in 
works  printed  tor  children  and  adoles- 
cents is  on  a  level  with  the  old  educa- 
tional morality  which  gave  the  most 
defective  pupils  the  most  incompetent 
teaching,  because  they  had  no  way  of 
knowing  the  difference." 

Well,  the  publishers  are  critics  also; 
and  Mr.  Follett  seems  to  feel  that  they 
have  a  specific  function  and  that  they 
have  failed  in  it.  There  are  certain  high 
standards  which  it  is  their  duty  to  pre- 
serve; in  other  words,  one  should  be  able 
to  trust  them  in  the  performance  ot  their 
function.  As  arbiters  of  some  power  they 
are  expected,  by  Mr.  Follett,  to  be 
worthy  ot  their  trust. 

Now,  Mr.  Follett  objected  to  my 
writing.  "There  is  no  longer  in  this 
country  a  literary  critic  whom  one  can 
trust."  Except  for  the  sweeping  general- 
ization— in  all  the  country  no  single 
trustworthy  critic — we  appear,  after  all, 
to  see  eye  to  eye.  I  did  not  sav  that  there 
were  no  critics.  I  said,  as  Mr.   Follett 


said,  that  in  those  quarters  in  which  one 
had  been  accustomed  to  look  for  civil- 
ized Standards  and  the  promulgation  of 
good  taste  there  has  been  a  woeful  let- 
down. There  are,  certainly  as  he  is 
very  caret  ul  to  explain  degrees  in 
criticism.  And  though  we  may  rightly 
be  sniffy  over  book-reviews,  1  think  we 
may  look  with  starry-eyed  wistfulness  or 
with  mutters  between  the  teeth  for  the 
presence  in  high  places  ot  such  impec- 
cable arbiters  as  have  graced  certain 
other  cultures  1  think  we  may  so  look 
without  being  proved,  by  that  alone,  to 
be  adolescents  -unless  all  romanticists 
arc  adolescents. 

For  I  conceive  the  highest  typeot  criti- 
cism as  being  romantic.  The  great 
critic  plays  with  the  idea  that  life  might 
in  many  desirable  ways  be  better.  But  he 
docs  not  set  about  reforming  the  world; 
being  a  romantic  he  holds  the  playing 
with  ideas  more  important  than  didactic 
or  punitive  activities  (This  statement 
requires  development  which  1  cannot 
give  it  in  this  short  paper.  1  refer  the 
reader  to  Machen's  Hieroglyphics,  or 
Cabell's  Straus  a;\d  Prayer  Books.)  He 
plays  with  ideas  mainly  tor  his  own  plea- 
sure. Mr.  Follett  says.  "Wherever  bona 
fide  criticism  exists,  we  know  that  it  has 
been  called  into  being  by  someone's 
having  spontaneously  formed  opinions 
about  which  he  cannot  help  being  ex- 
cited and  articulate."  Mr.  Follett  will,  1 
believe,  agree  that  in  being  articulate 
about  his  opinions  the  critic  finds  much 
pleasure.  It  he  were  boorish,  his  pleasure 
would  be  had  at  the  expense  of  the  dis- 
comfort of  others  But  if  he  is  intelligent 
and  urbane  and  literate,  his  sudden 
burst  of  verbal  glory  may  well  give  his 
listeners  pleasure  And.  in  the  main,  he 
is  doing  no  more  than  having  tun;  he  is 
Continued  <►"  page  87 


'Hey,  lady,  any  bugj  in  here.' 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


ItliiHl 


Being  Much  Ado  About  Stark  Realism  on  Our  Own  Waterfront 

by  MALACHY  A.  HAYNES 


With  a  screeching  paroxysm  the 
Powell  street  cable  car  halted  at 
the  end  of  the  line,  unloading  two  people 
who  moved  silently  down  toward  the 
waterfront 

They  didn't  walk  close  together  as 
lovers  do,  but  wide  apart  like  people 
who  are  preoccupied  in  their  individual 
cares;  yet  you  could  see  that  there  was  a 
bond  between  them  by  the  way  they 
moved  on  together.  Although  they 
did  not  exchange  a  word  or  a  gesture 
until  they  came  to  the  old  derelict  of  a 
capsized  boat  beside  the  snaky  railroad 
track  that  runs  along  the  bedraggled 
waterfront,  you  could  note  that  it  wasn't 
the  first  time  they'd  been  there  by  the 
way  they  made  for  it. 

Silently  they  sat  down  on  the  up- 
turned gunwale  of  the  boat,  he  to  medi- 
tate with  rapt  gaze  on  the  beauties  of  the 
seascape,  she  to  frowningly  scrutinize 
her  image  in  a  vanity  case  mirror. 

After  a  time  he  nervously  cleared  his 
throat. 

"Beautiful,  isn't  it?" 
"What7" 

"The  sea  and  the  ships  and  the  hills 
and  the  skies  and  the  sound  ot  things  and 
the  .  .  .  you  remember,  don't  you,  that 
Sunday  just  a  year  ago  today  when  .  .  . 
"Oh  yes!  That  was  the  day  before  we 
went  down  to  the  City  Hall  " 

So  marked  was  the  dead  disillusion- 
ment in  her  voice  as  she  said  it  that  it 
was  with  a  struggle  that  he  managed : 

"But  you  thought  it  beautitul  then, 
didn't  you?" 

"Oh  1  guess  't  was  all  right  .  .  ." 
The  wan  look  in  his  pale  thwarted 
looking  countenance  lighted  up  a  bit 
with  a  glow  of  hope  as  he  looked  at  her 
beside  him,  so  beautitul  she  could  be  in 
her  sudden  flurries  of  chagrin.  Furtively 
his  nervous  fingers  stole  into  hers  as  they 
idly  trailed  the  gunwale;  but  something 
withdrew  his  hand  in  a  self-conscious 
way,  covering  up  his  confusion  in  the 
gesture  of  filling  his  pipe.  As  he  lit  it 
with  cupped  hands  against  the  freshening 
breeze,  he  noted  the  pursed  pout  of  her 
lips  and  the  cold  unseeing  stare  she  fixed 
on  the  horizon  beyond.  With  another 
nervous  little  cough  he  was  again  about 
to  start  speaking  to  her,  when  she,  as  if 
anticipating  his  new  overtures,  cut  in  de- 
vastatingly — 

"Oh  yes,  it  was  all  right — then!" 
"Then!"  he  exclaimed  aghast  at  the 
intonation  on  the  word    "What  do  you 
mean?" 

"Yes — then!  I'd  fallen  for  all  that  ro- 
mantic stuff  you  handed  me  that  day. 


Guess  it  must  have  been  the  effect  of  all 
those  books  you  got  for  me  out  of  the 
library  .  Yes,  and  all  that  hooey 
about  the  romance  and  color  and  drama 
of  life  you  were  always  feeding  me — 
and  how  we  were  going  to  live  it  to- 
gether That  line  of  yours!  And  all  you 
ever  did  to  make  good  all  those  promises 
was  to  keep  on  dragging  me  out  here 
every  Sunday 


from  the  tombs  of  egypt 

by  Paul  Horgan 

Cal  out  of  Egypt!    With  what  green  slender 

glance 
Do  you  regard  the  world  before  your  eye? 
As  if  the  world  were  circumstance 
Spinning  before  you  idly  where  you  lie! 

Out  of  Egypt  conies,  they  say,  a  road 
Along  which  Cleopatra's  memories  flowed; 

Along  which  strode  a  dynasty 
In  dusty,  aching  majesty ; 

Along  whose  stones 
On  ruthless  bones 

You  came,  wearing  the  calmness  of  the 

Nile. 
You  son  of  lions!    Spawn  of  tigers!    While 

The  hollow  echo  of  a  thousand  tombs 
Raise  threnody  for  your  disdainful 

grace  .  .  . 
Time,  from  a  thousand  pyramidal  dooms. 
Delivered  you,  with  languor  in  your  face! 


Cruel  it  was  to  see  how  venomously 
she  bit  the  corner  ot  her  lips  in  her  anger 
that  twisted  her  beautitul  face  into  an 
ugly  grimace;  but  love  is  a  strangled  un- 
daunted thing  and  the  young  man  went 
on  still  hopefully : 

"But  this  is  beautiful.  Look!  See  it! 
Feel  it!" 

His  nervous  hand  described  a  wide 
arc  of  the  seascape  that  unfolded  betore 
them  .  .  . 

So  heightened  was  the  miraculously 
lovely  note  of  unreality  that  en- 
chanted that  waterfront  scene  under  the 
combined  witchery  of  the  fantastic  sun- 
set and  the  spell  woven  by  the  hushed 
quiet  of  eventide  that,  to  a  mind  accus- 
tomed to  seek  beauty  in  the  artificial 
things  of  city  life,  it  suggested  rather 
the  setting  tor  some  extravagantly  con- 
ceived musical  comedy  than  reality. 

Sitting  there  on  the  derelict  boat 
beside  his  incompatible  wife,  the  young 


romanticist  watched  the  drama  of  the 
closing  day.  Framed  underneath  the  arch 
ot  the  heavens,  he  saw  the  sea  as  a  shim- 
mering silken   sheet,  shot    with   saffron 
and  amber  and  ultramarine  until  it  undu- 
lated out  to  mauve  hills  in  the  horizon, 
their  sweeping  crests  etched  in  a  line  of 
red- gold   against   the   splendor  of   bur- 
nished skies    Dividing  the  scene  before 
him  with  ashimmying  ribbon  of  spangled 
rubies   as  it   danced  on  the  somnolent 
waters,  the  setting  sun  in  its  red  wonder 
played  coquettishly  on  the  red  hair  of 
his  wife  as  if  it  would  make  mockery 
of   her    for    being   so    unseeing    of   its 
beauty  and  all  the  glories  of  the  things 
it  transfigured  around  her.  In  the  fore- 
ground  and   in  the  middle-distance  ot 
the  prospect,  figures  moved,  silhouetted 
magically    against    the    highly    impres- 
sionistic background,  each  unwittingly 
playing  his  predestined  role  in  the  uni- 
versal drama    Beach-combers  snatched 
flotsam  from  the  tides;  children  launched 
toy  flotillas;  fishermen  plied  lines,  hauled 
nets;  people  passed  in  review,  departed 
to    give    place    to    a    new    procession. 
Further   out,    ships   stole   in   and   ships 
crept  out  through  the  purple  twilight. 
The  mingled  orchestrations  ot  the  cries 
of  homing  gulls,   the   knell   of  distant 
ships'  bells,  the  happy  calls  of  little  ones, 
the   croon    of  a    distant    tog-horn,    all 
blended  together  into  the  theme-song  of 
the  evening's  drama  by  the  sea  .  .  . 

"But,  dear,  you  should  see  it  differ- 
ently. I'm  trying  to  show  you  the  beauty 
there  is  in  the  ordinary  simple  things  of 
life  If  you  could  only  see  them  as  I  see 
them  and  share  the  enjoyment  of  them 
with  me  as  we  planned  a  year  ago,  you 
wouldn't  be  so  restless,  so  bored  with 
things — so  wanting  all  the  time  to  get 
an  emotional  outlet  in  those  parties  you 
insist  on  promoting.  We  could  still  be 
happy  and  love  each  other  tor  the  things 
we  could  enjoy  together.  That's  why  I 
brought  you  here  again  today." 

Somehow  or  other,  in  the  inscrutable 
way  of  things,  they  went  on  together, 
fermenting  with  the  mounting  anger  of 
their  misunderstanding.  Finally  they  sat 
down  on  the  edge  of  a  jetty  on  Fisher- 
man's Wharf 

What  a  contrast  with  their  tenseness 
was  the  mood  of  quiet  that  blessed  the 
scene  before  them !  Fishing  boats,  hun- 
dreds of  them,  bobbed  frolicsomely 
against  each  other  on  the  heave  and 
sough  of  the  haven  where  black  snakes 
of  shadows  writhed  against  green 
depths.  From  amid  the  tangled  forest 
of    trolling    poles,    came    the    stirring 

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MARCH,  1930 

..jaw  -  *  i* 


15 


GUMP  GALLERIES 


I  li«'  Dancer  Willi  lawn* 


<  hae  of  ■  ~i-ri«-~  of  lithograph!  bj  ItorU  Lovet-LorakJ  the  European  ■culptor  who  hu- 
iini  tnek  a  meteoric  ineceea  in  I > •  ■  1 1 •  America  and  Europe.    Be  la  at  preseal  in 

New  ^ork  where  hi-  -leek.  deenratne  liciir<«  are  in  \ngiie.    Several  San  Kranii-ean 

ari  pa  trout  have  i e pieaeutative  piece*  in  their  collection-. 


16 


THE   SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Spotlight 


Notes  and  Comment  on  the  Urania,  the  Talkie*  and  the  Opera 

by  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 


In  the  face  ot  all  the  current  talk 
about  the  decline  of  the  spoken 
drama,  it  must  have  done  Mr 
Homer  Curran's  heart  good  to 
witness  the  capacity  audience 
which  crowded  into  the  Gearv 
Theatre  in  response  to  the  lure  of 
Lenore  Ulric  in  a  play  by  W.  Som- 
erset Maugham  upon  the  opening 
night  of  "East  of  Suez."  If  the 
audience's  enthusiasm  had  matched 
its  size  all  would  have  been  well 
but,  the  truth  is  that  we  have 
rarely  seen  a  San  Francisco  first- 
night  so  cold. 

Miss  Ulric's  appearance  in  the 
excellent  prologue  was  most  ef- 
fective even  it  it  was  tinged  with 
an  unmistakable  Barry  more  touch 
Indeed,  there  were  moments  when 
even  the  fair  Ethel's  inimitable 
huskiness  pervaded  the  scene.  But, 
it  seemed  to  us,  notwithstanding 
the  fact  that  Miss  Ulric  was  adopt- 
ing a  new  pattern,  that  she  had  a 
firm  grasp  on  the  character  she  was 
portraying.  As  the  play  progressed, 
she  seemed  to  grow  more  and  more 
confused,  to  be  torn  between 
emotionalism  and  repression  Miss 
Ulric  was  in  deep  water  and  she 
sensed  it.  For  it  is  one  thing  to  let  one- 
self go  in  the  manner  of  Lulu  Bell  and 
Kiki  and  quite  another  thing  to  give 
authenticity  to  a  complicated  character 
born  of  the  Occident  and  the  Far  East. 

A  play  with  China  as  its  background 
is  half  written  before  the  author  puts 
finger  to  his  Corona.  Mr.  Maugham, 
being  the  clever  playwright  that  he  is, 
doubtless  sensed  this,  but  it  seems  to  us 
that  he  took  such  a  truth  too  much  tor 
granted.  In  a  really  sound  drama — and 
in  most  unsound  ones — success  depends 
on  carrying  suspense  over  from  the  fall 
of  one  curtain  to  the  rise  of  another. 
This  quality  was  conspicuously  lacking 
in  "East  of  Suez."  Each  fresh  scene  had 
to  gather  itself  together  and  proceed 
forward  on  its  own  momentum.  We 
suspect  that  the  reason  tor  this  was  that 
Mr.  Maugham,  in  his  anxiety  to  escape 
a  too  conventional  far-eastern  plot,  fell 
into  the  greater  sin  of  surprising  his 
audience  with  tricky  twists  to  the  situa- 
tions. Thus  the  dramatically  fore- 
shadowed death  of  the  husband  was 
turned  aside  in  favor  ot  having  a  lover 
dangerously  wounded  At  that  moment, 
the  audience  was  so  committed  to  the 
idea  of  a  death  scene  that  we  are  quite 
sure  it  resented  seeing  both  the  husband 
and  the  lover  saved.  We  confidently  ex- 
pected the  husband  to  be  slain,  leaving 
Conway  and  Daisy  free  to  come  together 


amaryllis 

by  F.  L.  F. 

Ami  Amaryllis,  loo.  is  dead. 

Across  the  lawn,  there  by  the  tulip  bed. 

The  pity  of  it!    She  was  so  very  young. 

And  honey  bees,  deceived,  strangled  themselves  anu 

The  perfumed  tendrils  of  her  fragrant  hair; 

She  was  so  young,  so  innocent,  so  fair! 

But  now  she's  dead 

There  by  the  tulip  bed. 

I  heard  her  laughing  as  I  crossed  the  wood  ; 

I'm  sure  I  heard  her  as  I  stopped  and  stood 

Listening  entranced  to  such  a  crystal  laughter  .  .  . 

And  then,  but  just  a  moment  after. 

I  heard  her  sigh. 

I  never  thought  she'd  die! 

Not  in  the  lush  green  months  of  spring. 

When  all  the  days  new  flowers  bring  .  .  . 

Though  once  I  saw  a  shadow   cross  her  eyes. 

And  now,  there  on  the  earth  she  lies. 

And  once  I  saw  her  pale 

At  blossoms  in  a  gale. 

But  now  poor  Amaryllis,  too,  is  dead  .  .  . 

Across  the  lawn,  there  by  the  tulip  bed! 


again  to  their  mutual  disillusionment 
In  fact,  Mr  Maugham  built  up  that  ex- 
pectation so  definitely  that  we  felt  dis- 
tinctly cheated.  Only  in  mystery  stories 
is  it  safe  to  thus  betray  your  audience 
As  a  matter  of  fact,  the  author  betrayed 
himself  and  in  order  to  extricate  his 
drama  from  the  pit  he  had  digged  for  it 
he  had  to  fall  back  upon  the  dubious  and 
hackneyed  expedient  of  a  packet  of  love 
letters  which  had  gone  through  the 
previous  acts  unremarked. 

But,  with  all  these  defects,  the  pro- 
duction had  moments  of  distinct  vitality 
and  it  was  worth  the  price  of  admission 
merely  to  enjoy  the  convincing  portrayal 
of  Amah  by  Eily  Malyon.  This  char- 
acterization walked  away  with  the 
show.  So  much  so,  that  we  found  our- 
selves wondering  why  Mr.  W.  Somer- 
set Maugham  didn't  build  up  a  play 
with  this  old  lady  as  the  central  figure 
and  starring  Miss  Malyon.  Something 
ot  this  kind,  we  understand,  has  taken 
place  in  the  present  screen  version  ot 
"Anna  Christie."  The  world  went  to 
hear  Garbo  talk  but  they  saw  Marie 
Dressier  act  But,  even  in  the  stage  ver- 
sion, the  character  of  the  bumboat  wo- 
man, dominated  the  play.  And,  so  tar 
as  we  were  concerned,  the  final  curtain 
could  have  fallen  upon  her  magnificent 
exhibition  of  sportsmanship. 


We  are   one   of  the  citizens 
of  this  great  republic — or 
is  it  a  democracy?      -  which  the 
silent   screen   always   left  cold. 
We    came,    in    time,    to    occupy 
the  unique  distinction  of  one  who 
found     the     silent     mugging     ot 
morons  pulled  by  the  strings  ot  the 
movie    director    a    distinct    bore 
Now,  it  seems,  that  we  are  in  a 
fair  way  to  occupy  an  equally  dis- 
tinct place  as  one  who  is  tor  the 
sound  drama,  hook,  bait,  line  and 
sinker    The  public  crowd  to  the 
calkies  but   it  still  is  vociferous  in 
its  denunciation  ot  them    But   it 
would  be  interesting  to  have  the 
movie  palaces  announce  a  week  of 
silent  pictures  and  see  what  hap- 
pened   Without  sound  what  pos- 
sible value  could  be  brought  to  the 
screen    show    "Hallelujah'"    The 
negro  is  a  creature  of  motion,  but 
he  is  equally  a  creature  ot  sound 
When    he    dances    he    must    have 
music ;  when  he  is  moved  religiously 
he  shouts,  he  doesn't  sit  trembling 
silently   like   a   Quaker;  when   he 
weeps    he   wails;   and    always    he 
sings.  A  silent  picture  with  a  negro 
cast  is  unthinkable.  It  is  unthink- 
able about  any  human  story  if  you  ponder 
it     If  you  go  into  a  movie  palace  to  sleep 
that  is  one  thing    We  are  sorry  to  have 
your  slumber  disturbed.    But  there  are 
still    places   provided   for   forty   winks 
Presbyterian  clergymen  still  hold  forth 
and   the    Methodist   sermon   is   always 
with  us    And  if  worst  come  to  worst, 
think  ot  the  peasant  novels  which  the 
Nobel   prize   in   literature   has   brought 
into  being.  And  occasionally,  of  course, 
there  comes  along  a  mayor  with  a  War 
Memorial  report  to  read.  After  all,  sleep 
has    not    yet    been    banished    from   the 
world,   just   because  the  pictures  have 
become  noisy. 

W^Te  are  one  of  the  opera  goers  who 
WW  have  been  clamoring  for  more 
German  opera  Or  perhaps  we  should 
say  any  German  opera.  And,  now,  upon 
the  eve  of  seeing  the  Ring  again,  after  a 
lapse  of  unmentionable  years  in  San 
Francisco,  we  are  vaguely  apprehensive. 
Is  German  opera  a  phase  which  one 
passes  through  like  measles  or  fish-net 
drapes  for  the  den'  We  remember  the 
violence  with  which  it  attacked  us  in 
those  prehistoric  days  when  Grau 
brought  his  song-birds  in  one  jump  from 
Fortieth  and  Broadway  to  Mission 
street.  We  became  so  violently  pro- 
Wagnet  that   we  remember  grouching 

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l.ciion'    I   liir 


lii  mile  <>f  ;m  opening  nlgbl  tl>;ii  left  t li«-  <-ro»<l<-«l  bouse  ■bsolnlel)  cold    ...    in 
■pile  <>f  limial  eritieiami  of  th<-  play,  the  acton  and  even  Mi"  I  Iric'i  choice  of 

».irilrolit >;lll     I  Mllii-i  Mil-    contilll 

magnetic  »lnr. 


to  crowd  to  tee  "Kn-i  of  Sues™  and   lui 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Antonio  Sofomnvoi* 


The  young  Bolivian  artist  whose  cartoons  and  drawings  in  The  San  Franciscan 
helped  pave  the  way  for  the  recognition  given  his  work  by  national  magazines  and 
for  the  commissions  which  take  him  to  Mexico  during  March.  His  paintings  will 
be  shown  in  Mexico  City  under  the  auspices  of  the  Bolivian  legation — later  there 
will  be  another  San  Francisco  exhibition  of  his  recent  work. 


M  VIWII.  I  WO 


19 


TIioIpoIiIoii  KraiiffaliforiiiaJouriinli 

In  wliirh  were  Iniil  I'oiiiMlsilioiis  in  lh«k  .iris  ;iii«l  their 
rril  iiisin  upon  wliirh  was  fu  rise  si  s|ili»iiiliil  Irsiililion 


Literari  weeklies,  new  sol  and  com 
mem  and  criticism  upon  .irt.  letters 
drama  and  kindred  subjects  may  properly 
be  regarded  as  advanced  expressions  ol 
the  journalistic  craft,  which  do  not 
ordinarily  find  receptive  readers  until  a 
city  or  society  attains  a  considerable  age 
and  possesses  a  fairly  large  group  ol 
people  having  means,  leisure,  educa 
tional  background  and  the  inclination  to 
seriousl)  concern  itself  with  such  lash-- 
ionable  trifles  .\nd  abstractions  Among 
American  cities,  San  Francisco  must 
stand  as  a  striking  exception  to  this  rule. 
In  1 8s~ .  before  the  gold  rush  had  fully 
spent  itselt,  while  the  town  held  only 
uncertain  promise  ol  permanency  and 
while  it  was  scarcely  more  than  a  tur- 
moil ol  greedy  fortune  seekers,  grasping 
speculators  and  unscrupulous  gamblers, 
was  hum  The  Qolden  Era  a  magic 
name  in  the  annals  ol  Western  journal 
ism. 

Publications  ol  its  type  arc  usually 
launched  by  youthful  enthusiasts  with  a 
great  capacity  tor  romanticism.  Men  ol 
\ears  and  well  rounded  business  judg- 
ment do  not  plunge  into  such  enterprises 
And  so  it  was  with  The  Qolden  Era. 
The  junior  partner.  Rollin  M  Daggett, 
was  twenty-one  at  the  time  ol  the  paper's 
founding  The  senior  partner.  J.  Mac- 
Donougn  board,  was  but  slightly  older. 
Ot  Foard's  career  belore  his  association 
with  Daggett,  little  seems  to  have  been 
known  or  chronicled.  But  ot  Daggett,  it 
is  known  that  he  was  a  native  Ol  Ohio 
and  that  in  1S40  he  joined  an  emigrant 
partv  traveling  overland  to  California 
Enroute  to  California,  he  lett  the  part\ 
and  joined  a  tribe  of  Moqui  Indians  with 
whom  he  lived  for  several  months.  It 
was  thus  some  time  in  1850  when  he 
made  his  way  to  Sacramento  and  secured 
a  position  with  T/ie  Sacramento  Times 
as  reporter  and  typesetter  He  so  resented, 
however,  the  tcdiousness  and  confine- 
ment of  his  latter  duties  that  he  shortly 
left  The  Times  and  staked  out  a  mining 
claim  in  Grass  Vallcv  This  venture  was 
equally  short  lived  and  having  aban 
doned  or  disposed  of  his  claim,  young 
Daggett  sought  out  San  Francisco 

Here,  presumable,  he  came  upon  .1 
kindred  spirit  in  the  person  ot  board  and 
the  two  conceived  the  idea  ot  /  he 
The  lust  issue  bore  the 
date.  December  10.  iS^2  and  a  box 
above  the  editorial  column  bore  the  an 
nouncemenc  in  large  type  that  the  paper 
was  to  be  devoted  to  'Literature.  Agri 
culture  Mining.  Local  and  Foreign 
s      Morals      et<   "     The    editorial 


bv  ZOE  A.  BATTC 


proper  amplified  this  by  stating  that, 
though  San  Francisco  was  well  supplied 
with  daily  papers,  the  editors  and  pub 
Ushers  o(  The  Qolden  Fra  believed  there 
was  a  place  tor  a  weekly  paper  and  room 
lor  a  "good  family  paper."  "A  good 
family  paper"  was  denned  as  one  which 
was  untainted  by  politics  and  unbiased 
by  religious  prejudices  and  sought  to 
meet  the  needs  ot  discriminating  readers 
but  pandered  to  no  particular  partv. 
clique  or  persons.  Being  independent  ol 
such  parties  or  tactions,  no  favoi  had  to 
be  shown  them,  and  7  he  Qolden  I  ra 
further  announced  that,  it  would  never 
debase  its  pages  by  making  them  unde 
servedly  subservient  to  anv  one  group  ol 
the  community. 

These  were  remarkable  worthy  stan- 
dards but  what  was  still  more  re- 
markable, the  young  publishers  lived  up 
to  them.  The  pages  of  The  Qolden  Era 
are  singularly  free  of  the  sensational  and 
salacious.  Throughout  the  1850's,  life  in 
San  Francisco  and  California  was  a 
riotous  and  violent  affair  and  no  man's 
life  was  safe  from  gun  wieldets  nor  his 
name  from  scandal  mongers.  There  was 
no  high  or  low  office  of  the  legislative, 
judicial  or  executive  departments  ot  the 
city  and  state  governments,  which  was 
untainted  by  corruption. 

Without  realizing  it.  young  Foard 
and  Daggett  might  easily  have  been 
drawn  deeply  into  this  contusion,  vio 
lence  and  misrule  but  in  the  pages  of  The 
Qolden  Era  no  suggestion  ot  them  ap- 
pears It  the  paper  took  any  notice  of  the 
prevailing  social  and  political  chaos,  it 
was  only  in  a  satirical  manner  and  in 
directly.  An  illustration  of  us  attitude  111 
these  matters  is  embodied  in  a  query  and 
answer,  which  arc  obviously  the  work  ol 
the  editors.  The  query  is  signed  "Quien 
Sabe"  and  inquires  as  to  the  duel  virtues 
a  man  had  to  possess  before  he  could 
hold  office  in  California  The  editors 
reply  that,  an  aspirant  to  political  office 
must  produce  prool  ol  "having  killed 
his  man";  must  have  (ought  at  least 
three  duels,  served  a  prison  term,  must 
be  opposed  to  the  barbarous  invention  ol 
reading  and  writing  and  be  willing  to 
engage  in  a  street  tight  once  a  week, 
upon  pain  ol  impeachment. 

The  majot  purpose  of  board  and  1  )ag 
gett  was  to  publish  a  luerarv  paper.  Mid 


generally  speaking, the)  held  to  that  pur 
pose.  Column  one  ol  page  one  was 
alwavs  devoted  to  poetry,  usually  by 
local  authors  Short  sketches  ol  the 
human  interest  type  and  the  current  in 
stallmcnt  ol  a  serially  run  story  occupied 
the  rest  ol  the  page.  This  was  the  day  of 
the  sentimental  talc,  the  store  teaching  a 
lesson  and  having  a  happy  or  moral  end- 
ing The  stones  ol  The  Qolden  Era 
seldom  departed  from  these  patterns,  but 
even  so  it  is  evident  that,  the  vigor  and 
diversity  ol  the  life  about  them  were  not 
lost  on  Foard  and  Daggett  and  it  is  plain 
that  they  encouraged  their  writers  to 
draw  their  material  from  that  lite  and  so 
produce  a  literature  with  a  distinct 
Western  flavor  and  interest. 

With  the  third  issue  of  the  paper,  was 
established  a  regular  department  ot 
drama  and  music.  In  addition,  special 
articles,  dealing  with  American  and 
European  activities  in  these  arts,  fre- 
quently appeared  So  generous  was  the 
space  and  so  competent  the  attention 
given  bv  the  young  publishers  to  these 
subjects  that,  their  offices  became  a  sort 
of  focal  point  around  which  the  city's 
evolving  musical  and  dramatic  life  re- 
volved.  And  San  Francisco's  early  under- 
standing and  wholehearted  devotion  to 
these  arts  is  explained,  in  large  part,  in 
the  open  handed,  capable  support  given 
them  by  Foard  and  Daggett  during  their 
critical  first  stages 

While,  from  the  first,  the  paper  showed 
matked  editorial  vitality,  these  same 
earh  years  were  beset  by  grievous  finan- 
cial difficulties.  The  Qolden  Era  was 
founded  during  that  period  when  ah 
normally  high  prices  prevailed  in  San 
Francisco;  when  shoes  were  as  high  as 
%  j  to  $4  a  pair,  sugar  and  salt 

-        ior  more  a  pound,  ham  and  eggs 
83         an   order  and  so  on.   Paper,   the 
setting  up  o(  type  and  engravings 
which  The  Era  was  a  liberal  user,  com 
manded  fabulous  sums.  Meeting  produc- 
tion costs  was  the  great  worry  ot  Foard  s 
and    Daggett's   otherwise   joyous   lives 
More   than    once   during   the    lust    two 
years  o\    [lie  Era's  life,  the  shenll   was 
restrained  from  putting  the  office  under 
his  lock  and  key  only  by  the  eloauence 
and  verbal  strategy  o(  the  youthful  pub- 
lishers 

11  was  Daggett,  who.  in  1^4   found 
a  waj    out  ol   these  difficulties.  He 

dressed  himself  in  the  accepted  miner  s 
regalia     slouch    hat.    high    boots     red 
shut   and  six   shooter  and   so   accoutred 
on  page  :il 


20 


THE  SAN   FRANCISCAN 


The  Hook  Doctor 


Proscribing'  Some  Literary  Tonies  for  the  Spring  Season 

by  A.  GROVE  DAY 


II 


i  eally,  I  have  often  wondered  why 
booksellers  keep  usual  hours,  as  if 
precending  to  be  like  other  tradesmen. 
People  don't  buy  books  right  after  break- 
fast, as  they  buy  their  carrots  and  pork 
chops  The  Perfect  Bookshop  should 
open  after  a  leisurely  lunch,  and  wel- 
come the  book-hungry  browser  until  it's 
time  to  go  home  and  read  in  bed  .  . 
Considerably  more  than  ten  thousand 
different  titles  were  published  in  the 
year  past.  And  yet  some  people  are  sur- 
prised that  a  hard-working  reviewer 
doesn't  read  everything  that  comes  out! 
He  is  a  fairly  rapid  reader — he  has  to 
be — but,  getting  out  his  calculating 
machine  and  allowing  four  books  as  a 
good  day's  work,  he  figures  that  it 
would  require  six  of  him,  doing  noth- 
ing but  skimming  along  from  dawn  to 
dark,  to  keep  up  with  the  year's  output. 
And  this  would  leave  no  time  at  all  even 
to  glance  at  the  flood  of  magazines  and 
newspapers,  or  to  catch  up  on  the  classics 
of  previous  years.  The  200  book  pub- 
lishers in  this  country  have  a  lot  to 
answer  for!  .  .  .  The  mystery  crop  is  as 
bumper  as  ever  these  days  Thirty-two 
thrillers  are  listed  for  this  month,  and 
will  do  much  to  keep  murder-fans 
awake  until  all  hours  Edgar  Wallace, 
the  Mystery  Mill,  starts  1930  with 
another  super-puzzle.  The  Black  (Crime 
Club,  $2),  already  in  its  third  edition 
People  are  still  being  baffled  by  his  re- 
cent The  Crimson  Circle.  I  wish  Mr. 
Wallace  would  let  up  for  a  while,  so 
that  I  could  settle  down  and  do  some 
work!  Another  red-letter  enigma  is 
Murder  Yet  to  Come,  (Stokes)  by  Isabel 
Briggs  Myers,  winner  of  a  $7500  con- 
test. Start  with  the  body  on  the  floor, 
and  go  on  .  .  .  One  of  the  most  tooth- 
some items  of  the  season  is  the  Palmer 
translation  of  The  Odyssey,  dressed  up 
with  illustrations  in  full  color  by  N.  C. 
Wyeth  (Houghton  Mifflin).  No  edition 
of  this  immortal  adventure  story  is  too 
good  to  give  to  young  people — or  older 
ones,  for  that  matter — and  Wyeth's 
glowing  pictures  give  a  freshness  to  the 
old  tale  .  .  .  Why  not  an  Idea-of-the- 
Month  Club7  Five  professional  thinkers 
would  select  the  most  popular  idea  just 
out,  and  it  could  be  delivered  promptly 
by  the  postman  to  the  customer,  wrapped 
in  a  ribbon  of  the  appropriate  color. 
Think  what  a  boon  it  would  be  for 
reviving  a  dying  conversation !  And 
everybody,  of  course,  could  talk  about 
it  at  once,  and  express  the  right  opinion. 
So  your  doctor  is  all  prepared  to  leave 
for  Los  Angeles  right  off,  and  start  send- 
ing out  a  prospectus  .  .  .  Now  that  the 


sonnet 

by  Gabriel  Ondeck 

There  is  no  purpose  in  an  April  day 
Which  conies,  and  lingers  softly,  and  is 

gone. 
And  leaves  behind,  in  wanton  disarray. 
Only  a  few  dead  dreams  to  think  upon  .  .  . 
And  drowsy  thoughts  of  half-forgotten 

things 
That  come  with  lazy,  fretful  arrogance. 
Or  roll  the  melodies  of  other  springs 
Into  a  wildly  sensual  dissonance. 

There  are  no  thoughts  in  April  but  the  dim 
Confusion  of  a  host  of  things  long  dead; 
No  understanding,  save  that  through  some 

whim 
Of  springtime  fancy.    All  the  lonely  dread 
Of  living,  and  of  life's  sole  consequent 
Is  gone,  and  I  have  learned  to  be  content. 


reader  is  quite  disarmed  by  this  profes- 
sional Smalltalk,  we  can  pass  to  our 
serious  consultation. 


"All    Our    Yesterdays,'' 
Tomlinson    Harper.    1930. 


by    H. 

S2  50. 


M. 


Tae  verbal  arsenal  of  the  reviewer, 
bristling  though  it  be  with  superla- 
tives, seems  meagre  when  confronted 
with  a  new-minted  masterpiece  such  as 
H.  M  Tomlinson 's  latest  novel.  The 
critics'  rave  on  the  jacket  is  thin  stuff 
compared  with  the  meat  between  its 
covers 

It  is  not  a  war  book,  but  a  book  about 
the  war  The  distinction  must  be  made, 
tor  the  Front  Line  is  but  one  of  many 
stages  whereon  these  walking  shadows 
play  their  parts.  Mr  Tomlinson's  yes- 
terdays extend  as  far  back  as  1900,  and 
his  study  of  the  gendering  and  sprouting 
of  the  seeds  of  conflict  reaches  to  that 
day  when  the  clinkered  battlefields  are 
merely  an  excursion  spot  for  bored  trip- 
pers He  etches  in  high  relief  the  hysteria 
of  the  Boer  War,  the  silly  hocus-pocus  of 
Fleet  Street,  the  tragic  knavery  of  Em- 
pire, the  clumsy  jigging  of  the  mob  to 
the  idiot  piping  of  its  masters,  and  the 
final  nightmare,  the  unclean  burst  of  the 
spores  of  hatred.  Sound  and  fury,  the 
extinction  of  the  brief  candles  of  honesty 
in  the  midnight  of  nations,  the  grave- 
yard gayety  of  the  brave  fools  who  died 
in  the  mud  of  Flanders,  the  nothingness 
of  victory  — these  we  know  again  as  we 
read,  and  must  not  forget. 

Tomlinson's  prose  is  as  fine  English  as 


anyone  can  write  today  It  is  mellow  as 
well-blended  tobacco,  inspiring  to  medi- 
tation, inspiriting  to  withstand  the 
ordeal  of  peace  It  is  four-dimensional 
writing,  part  of  time  and  part  of  human 
living,  filled  with  antecedent  and  impli- 
cation In  his  disenchantment,  Tomlin- 
son is  brother  to  C  E  Montague,  dead 
prophet  of  our  wasted  yesterdav,  that 
yesterday  which  yet  may  prove  another 
morrow. 


More  Adventures  in  I\eading 
"Books   As  Windows,"  by  May  Lam- 
berton  Becker   Stokes.  1929.  $2. 

Mrs.  Becker,  who  from  her  desk 
as  head  of  The  Reader's  Guide 
column  in  the  Saturday  Review  of 
Literature  has  helped  thousands  to  find 
the  right  book,  here  presents  her  third 
volume  in  adventures  in  reading  Each 
chapter  is  trustworthy  and  stimulating, 
and  is  always  ended  by  a  friendly  guide 
for  future  reading.  Some  of  the  best  are 
"Patterns  in  Fiction";  "The  American 
Scene";  "That  Wondrous  Being,"  a 
chat  about  the  best  in  biography;  "A 
Breath  of  Grandeur,"  books  on  the 
Civil  War;  and  "Windows  to  the  West," 
which  shows  the  way  to  making  one- 
self at  home  in  the  modern  world.  Per- 
haps the  most  helpful  section  of  Mrs. 
Becker's  guide  is  "Telling  Others  About 
a  Novel,"  which  is  full  of  good  advice 
to  those  amateurs  who  are  faced  with 
the  job  of  reviewing  a  book  or  reading 
a  paper  to  a  study-club. 

Legend  in  the  7A.dkj.ng 
"Rot'x  the  Bandit,"  by  Andre  Cham- 
son    Scribners.  1929.  ?2. 

Here  is  a  tale  of  character,  the  story 
of  a  simple  French  mountaineer 
whose  conscience  bade  him  take  to  the 
pitiless  hills  and  live  for  five  years  like 
an  animal,  rather  than  to  follow  his 
comrades  to  the  battlefront  and  risk  the 
guilt  of  war  It  is  told  in  a  homely  style 
by  peasants  seated  about  a  fire,  and  ren- 
dered by  M  Andre  Chamson,  a  talented 
French  writer  whose  home  is  in  the 
Cevennes,  among  this  earthy  race  who 
"respond  as  scrupulous  and  wilful  mas- 
ters to  the  problems  that  life  poses  to 
them  and  yet  their  everyday  occupations 
are  so  severe  and  so  imperious  that  men 
of  less  heroism  would  gradually  lose 
there  the  sense  of  their  souls." 

Roux,  strangely  called  "The  Bandit" 
— for  he  would  have  died  rather  than 
harm  a  living  being — was  one  of  these 
Cevenols  who  cling  to  simple  belief  and 
the  duty  of  protest.  For  five  bitter  win 

Continued  on  page  33 


MARCH,  1930 


21 


>I;hI;iiii«'  >liU:i  Mikouil 


This  Polish  sculptor-ceramisl  h;i-  deserted  Paris  to  spend  the  season  in  San  Fran- 
cisco  where  she  k  reerivinj  appreciation  both  ;i-  an  artist  and  ;i-  an  Imaginative 
hostess.  Between  «<>rk  on  various  portrail  eomniissions  she  draws  members  <>f 
ih.-  local  art  and  soda]  circles  i<>  her  capacious  stadia  in  a  picturesque  old  Chj 
street  mansion.   She  is  shown  here  with  i»<>  masks  before  her  Paris  firing  kiln. 


22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Rebuilding 
of  the  Nation's 
Capitol  and 
the  pari  of 


Practically  every  year  of  its  lite  as 
a  nation  has  seen  the  United  States 
grow  in  material  wealth,  power,  achieve- 
ment, majesty  and,  at  intervals,  in  terr- 
tory.  From  small,  experimental  begin- 
nings, the  government  has  evolved  into 
the  complex,  imposing  structure  of  the 
present  day,  necessary  to  the  adequate 
political  administration  of  a  vast  ex- 
panse of  territory  and  a  diverse,  involved 
social  and  economic  order. 

Yet  oddly  enough,  the  seat  of  this 
government,  the  source  of  this  power, 
Washington,  D  C,  has  somehow  lacked 
the  well  defined  dignity  and  architec- 
tural unity  that  one  would  expect  of  a 
city  of  its  position  and  importance  The 
effectiveness  of  the  capitol  structures 
proper  has  been  marred  by  the  fact  that 
certain  of  them — notably  the  Post  Office 
building — represent  juvenile,  faulty  and 
archaic  stages  in  the  nation's  architec- 
tural understanding  and  development; 
and  by  the  presence  of  blocks  of  un- 
sightly, old  and  badly  built  frame  struc- 
tures, many  of  which  were  erected  solely 
to  meet  temporary  war  time  emergen- 
cies. In  recent  years,  certain  departments, 
such  as  the  Department  ot  Commerce 
and  Labor,  have  grown  immensely  in 
size  and  scope  of  their  duties.  For  the 
most  part,  they  have  been  entirely  with- 
out quarters  adapted  to  their  purposes 
and  have  been  housed,  at  heavy  expense, 
in  rented  offices  or  the  makeshitt  war 
buildings. 

This  unhappy  condition  was  not 
caused  by  lack  of  a  well  conceived  plan 
for  Washington's  growth  and  develop- 
ment. Due  to  the  foresight  of  Washing- 
ton and  Jefferson  and  the  vision  and 
engineering  skill  ot  Pierre  L'Enfant, 
French  engineer  and  participant  in  the 
Revolutionary  War,  Washington,  in 
1791,  was  given  a  city  plan  when  it  was 
nothing  more  than  so  many  bare,  low 
hills  overlooking  the  Potomac.  L'Enfant 
in  his  drawings  projected  a  complete, 
perfect  city  of  broad  boulevards,  parks, 
trees,  fountains,  memorials  and  monu- 
mental architecture — a  city,  in  fine,  to 
equal  and  rival  the  beauties  of  Paris  and 
the  imposing  splendors  of  Rome  Insofar 
as  street  arrangements  are  concerned, 
L'Enfant's  plan  has  remained  essentially 
unchanged.  Washington  has  thus,  para- 


doxically, been  the  best  planned  city  in  a 
land,  where  city  planning,  until  recently, 
was  a  sadly  neglected  art.  That  it  has 
fallen  architecturally  short  ot  L'Entant's 
plan  is  no  fault  of  the  plan.  The  reasons 
for  the  shortcomings  are  political,  his- 
torical, social  and  financial  and  no  pur- 
pose would  be  served  by  here  discussing 
them . 

Suffice  it  to  say  that  there  is  now  in 
active  execution  a  tearing  down 
program  to  eliminate  such  abominations 
as  the  Post  Office  building  and  many 
other  blocks  of  unsightly  construction, 
and  a  building  program,  which  will  give 
realization  to  much  that  L'Enfant  put 
upon  paper  some  140  years  ago — or, 
at  least,  to  the  spirit  thereof,  and  make 
of  Washington  a  city  truly  expressive  of 
the  nation's  power  and  dignity.  The 
plan  calls  for  ten  new,  large  department 
buildings,  four  ot  which  are  now  under 
construction.  Foundations  for  two  or 
three  more  will  be  laid  within  the  year. 
Accompanying  and  suitable  landscaping 
developments  to  provide  tor  planting  of 
inner  courts,  parkways,  trees,  illumina- 
tion, fountains  and  the  like  are,  of  course, 
part  of  the  general  scheme.  Congress  has 
already  appropriated  $75,000,000  with 
which  to  begin  this  work.  Another 
$25,000,000  will  likely  be  shortly  forth- 
coming. The  completed  work  will  cost 
$200,000,000  and  require  at  least  ten 
years'  time. 

Obviously,  an  undertaking  ot  this  size 
and  importance  requires  the  services  of 
the  country's  foremost  architectural  skill. 
The  design  and  execution  of  the  build- 
ings are  in  the  hands  of  an  architectural 


: 


The  illustration  as  shown  here 
conceived  hy  Architect  Arthur 
the  finished  works  will  appear  M 
later  he  found  necessary  to  maldi 

hvR^I 


board,  working  in  collaboration  with 
Andrew  Mellon,  Secretary  ot  the  Trea- 
sury. Membership  in  this  group  is  ap- 
pointive and  its  members  were  chosen 
upon  the  basis  of  their  fitness  for  the 
work,  as  indicated  by  the  merit  and  dis- 
tinction of  their  executed  buildings.  To 
each  member  tails  the  honor  of  being 
individually  responsible  for  one  or  more 
buildings,  the  design  of  which  is  subject 
to  the  inspection  and  approval  of  the 
board  as  a  whole.  In  forming  the  group 
some  effort  was  also  made  to  have  its 
members  come  from  the  several  sections 
of  the  country  in  order  that  the  new 
Washington  might  be  truly  a  national 
triumph.  ; 

To  represent  the  West  in  the  project 
and  to  be  the  architect  of  the  Labor 
and  Interstate  Commerce  Department 
Buildings,  Arthur  Brown,  Jr.,  of  San 
Francisco,  was  three  years  ago,  named  by 
this  board — a  signal  honor  tor  the  city 
but  to  the  man  no  more  than  just  recog- 
nition of  his  superior  abilities  for  the 
work  at  hand.  In  his  home  city  Arthur 
Brown  is  not  without  honor.  The  excel- 
lency and  number  of  his  works  here 
would  preclude  that  possibility  but  the 
recognition  is  of  comparatively  recent 


MARCH,  I'-MO 


23 


i-  the  luiildings  in  question  as 
id  tin-  studies  are  essentially  as 
ted.  Such  modifications  as  may 
minor  nature. 

WSBY 


giving,  and  ic  is  very  possible  that 
Brown's  fellow  San  Franciscans  have 
small  realization  or  his  honor  outside  of 
the  city  and  in  the  architectural  world 

For  considered  as  a  whole.  Brown's 
record  is  impressive  In  iSo^  he  gradu- 
ated from  the  Engineering  Department 
of  the  University  of  California  with  a 
B  S.  degree  In  the  same  year,  he  entered 
L'Ecole  des  Beaux  Arts,  Paris,  and  at 
this  most  famous  ol  the  world's  archi  - 
cectural  schools,  he  was  an  honor  student 
He  was  the  winner  of  two  awards,  held 
in  high  esteem  by  the  school's  students — 
the  first  Godebeul  Prize  tor  ornament 
and  design,  the  second  Rougevin  Prize 
lor  ornament  and  design  He  was  also 
the  winner  ol  several  medals  For  his 
Bcau\  Arts  record  and  subsequent  dis- 
tinguished architectural  and  artistic  ac- 
complishments. L'lnstitut  de  France  has 
made  Brown  a  member,  an  honor 
accorded  to  only  two  other  Americans. 
Whitney  Warren  ol  New  York  and 
Richard  M    Hunt,  also  architects 

Locally  we  know  Brown  as  a  member 
ol  the  lormer  firm  ol  Bakcwcll  cv  Broun, 
who  aided  materially  in  making  the 
P  P  I  E.  in  1915  the  architectural 
triumph  that  it  was,  and  as  architects  ol 
Horticultural  Hall    We  know  Brown  as 


former  president  of  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association  and  his  one  time  firm  as 
architect  of  the  Art  Institute's  present 
home  Bakewell  cv  Brown  and  the 
liinior  member  thereof  are,  perhaps, 
chiefly  impressed  upon  our  minds  as  the 
winners,  among  seventy-two  contes- 
tants, of  the  San  Francisco  City  Hall 
Competition  John  Galen  Howard,  who 
is  largely  responsible  tor  the  excellency 
of  the  University  of  California  campus 
and  is  an  architect  ot  no  mean  order,  has 
said  of  the  City  Hall,  "In  its  directness 
and  clearness  ot  design  and  in  reasonable- 
ness ot  its  development,  it  is  a  worthy 
exponent  ot  the  classical  French  and  ol 
the  best  traditions  of  that  preeminently 
logical  race." 

It  is  this  time-honored  style,  which 
found  birth  with  the  Greeks,  was  univer- 
sally used  by  the  Romans  and  by  the 
French  given  a  characteristic  subtlety, 
dignity  and  grace,  which  will  prevail  111 
the  rebuilding  ot  Washington  It  is  the 
style  which  L'Enfant  had  in  mind  and 
which  has  generally  dominated  the 
design  ol  Washington's  public  buildings, 
since  it  is  inseparably  associated  with 
government  buildings  and  the  law  and 
order  they  symbolize  In  the  Land  Office 
and  1  reasury  buildings,  the  city  has  two 
maior.  well  designed  structures  ol  this 
type,  which  provide  the  model  upon 
which  the  rest  ol  the  capital  may  be 
built  to  create  a  whole  ol  unified  beauty 

T11  ri  are.  ol  course,  those  who  argue 
that  to  follow  classical  tradition  is 
merely    to  copy,  nothing  is  created  e\ 
pressive  ol  the  nation  and  its  people  as 
they  are  today    This  argument  might  be 


Aril  nir  I  trow  11. 
Jr..  in  lli«' 
Gigantic 
Projeel 


discussed  at  great  length  and  main  ol  us 
claims  honored  But  tor  the  immediate 
purpose,  it  seems  enough  to  note  that 
criticism  ol  classical  traditions  is  very 
easy,  while  their  recreation  is  a  difficult 
art,  having  laws  ot  its  own 

The    recreation    is    something    more 
than  technical  and  mathematical  adjust 
ment  ol  scale  to  the  proportions  of  the 
building  and  the  relating  ot  the  building 
to   its  site  and  surrounding  structures 
These  factors  are  of  signal  importance, 
and    if  incorrectly   done,    the   result    is 
tragedy.   There   are   hundreds  of  archi 
tects  capable  of  working  out  these  tech- 
nical   essentials   to    produce   something 
that  looks  like  a  building  in  the  classical 
tradition  but  here  the  similarity  to  the 
source  ends    Their   work   is  somehow 
faulty,  cluttered,  unconvincing  and  mas- 
sively awkward 

The  trouble  is  that  these  workers  lail 
to  grasp  or  are  incapable  ot  grasping 
or  expressing  the  spirit  of  the  tradition 
they  seek  to  recreate  Only  he,  who  has  an 
understanding  and  consciousness  ot  this 
spirit  is  able  to  save  the  mass  of  his 
building  from  mere  heaviness;  is  able, 
in  details  and  ornament,  to  strike  a 
balance  between  simplicity  and  suffi- 
ciency.  In  short,  is  able  to  so  fuse  the 
formulae  with  which  he  works  and  the 
spirit  of  the  style  as  to  bring  forth  a 
structure,  entirely  logical,  yet  having 
vitality,  rhythm  and  definite  architec- 
tural character. 

There  arc  surprisingly  lew  men  in  the 
country  able  to  achieve  these  results. 
Possibly,  they  could  be  counted  upon  the 
ten  fingers  Ol  these  men,  Arthur  Brown 
is  one.  and  it  may  with  truth  be  said 
that  in  his  understanding  ol  French 
Renaissance  architecture  and  in  his  abil- 
ity to  voice  the  illusive  essence  ol  its 
spirit,  he  stands  quite  alone  and  apart 
It  is.  in  fact,  this  mastery  and  under 
standing  oi  classical  architectural  tradi 
dons,  which  will  constitute  the  man's 
greatest  value  and  contribution  to  the 
Washington  architectural  board  and 
whatever  ol  significance  it  may  bring 
forth  in  building  for  the  nation  a  great 
capital  cit\ 


24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


>liss  Evo  Tavloi* 


A  member  of  the  younger  set  who  played  a 
prominent  part  in  the  recent  National  Horse  Show. 


M\K(  II.  19.50 


27, 


the  iu:kp\i\4.  hyxasty 


WI  DOINGS 

CHANDLER-BIDWEL1     On  February   '    In  Bait I- 
Mr   I  larold  Nathaniel  Chandlei  ana  Miss  I 
beth   I  ilden  Bid  we  II   daughtci  of  Mrs   i  *   Bird  BuU  ell 
(Leslie  Rldcn) 

5NON-KI  i  SI  ING  On!  ebruan  B  Mi    William 
l     S«  -  i.        ,    Mr    and  Mrs    William    I 

•     and   Miss  Jacqueline    Keesling,    daughter  >'t 
Mr  and  Mrs   I  rancisN    KeesUng 
BARTLETT-SCOT1    On  February  10  inWakchett, 
et  shire    En  0     Bart  let  t   and 

Mrs   N<  >rma  Presti  fi  " 

Bl   VCK-PLAYER    On    Februan    -'    Mr    Wi 
IM.uk    son  of  Mrs    William   Black   ol   Sal 
and  MissDorothj   Player    daughter  oi    IV    and 
Lionel  P    Player 


1  M.U.I  MIMs 

RMIIIM  N-BROWN  Mrs  Charlotte  Ziel  Rathbun. 
daughter  ol  Mrs   Gusta>   Ziel  id  Brown  o I 

Nov  "i i  >rk  and  \  ienna 

WILSON- WRIGKI     \li -  Mabd  Wilson,  daughter 
ol   Mrs     Vrthur  Comstock   ol   Ne»    York   and  grand- 
daughtet  ol  Mrs   W  illiam  I  llufl  ol  San  Fran<  isco   to  Mt 
Washburn  Wrighi  ol  Washington,  son  ol  Mrs   Hamil- 
ton \\  right. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Man)  affairs  were  given  in  honor  ol  Prince  and  Prin- 

lotel  Fairmont 
during  their  sojourn  in  San  Francisco  Mr-  Pollock 
Graham  gave  .i  luncheon  for  the  royal  visitors  at  her 

apartment  at  the  St    Francis    Mrs   Rudolph  Sprockets 
dinner  in  BurhnRanu  in  their  hi 

The  Burlingame  Country  Qub  was  the  setting  for  a 
luncheon  m  honor  "i  the  visitors  and  Mrs  Richard 
McCrecr)  gave  a  Jmner  at  her  home  in  Burlingame 
in  honor  o(  the  Prince  arKl  Princess 

Mrs    John  Drum  gave  a  dinner  at  her  apai 
the  Fairmont  for  the  royal  couple 

The  Prince  and  Prince---,  -.topped  at  Pebble  Beach  on 
their  wa\  to  San  Francisco,  and  there  were  entertained 
h\  members  of  i  he  Pebble  Beach  colon)  .  including  Mr 
and  Mrs  J*  ht\  Magee 

>ring  Mr   George  Duval  ol  Ne»   York,  a  cousin 
ator  James  D   Phelan,  Mr   and  Mrs   John  Ros- 
seter  gave  a  dinner  at  their  home  on  Ru-si.ni  1  Ml    Mr 
Dm  at  who  is  a  noted  architect    was  the  guc 
Phelan  for  a  fortnight  at  the  S  untry  home 

near  Saratoga. 

Mr-  (  dement  1 1 >hm.  m  San  Franciso ion  a  visit  from 
her  home  in  Ne»  York,  ha-  been  honored  ai  a  number 
irties  Mr  and  Mrs.  Frederick  \\  McNear  gave  a 
dinnerparty  at  their  apartments  at  the  Mark  Hopkins 
in  Mr-  robin's  honor  and  Mr-  \dolph  Spreckels  gave 
a  dinner  for  her  at  her  home  in  Washington 

Captain    and    Mr-      Pb»  ers    Symingtl  «1    entertained 

their  debutante  niece   Miss  Pattie  Symington  ol  Balti- 
more (or  a  fortnight  recently 

Mr-    Whitela*   Rcid  ol  Ne»   York  who  i-  spending 

ral  week-  ,n   her  home  m  Millbrae,  was  gut 

honor  at  a  large  luncheon  that   Mrs    Joseph  D    lirant 

i    her  home  in  Broadway 

General  William  (!    I  leppcnheimer  ol  New   York  was 

given bj  Mr  and  Mr-  Georges 

de  I   .i 

In  honor  "i  Mr-  Ernest  Bryant  of  Los  Angeles  and 
daugj  rson  Bryant.  Mr-   John 

[ave  a  luncheon  part)  at  her  home  tn 
Scott 

Maj  life  and  Lad)  Alexandra 

life  are  arriving  thi-  month  from  I  upland  and 
will  attend  the  p>  I  '   Del  Monte  and  in  the 

South 

Mr  juesi  at  the 

Mark  Id  pkins  Hotel    Mi  being  extensively 

entertained 

Mr    and  Mr-    Thomas  B    ICastland  of  Burlingame 

recently  entertained  a-  their  house  cue-'-  Mr-    V. 
bur\   \  "  II  larding 

I  emple  Brtdgman  whose  home   i-  m  Hart  lord. 
d   with   her   parent-     Mr     and 
John   Ward   Mai  I  lard   recen'K     Mr-    Jerome   Politzer 
ea  m  Mr-   Bridgman's  honor. 

Mr     Whitney    Warren     the   New    York    arechitCK 

Visiting  here  at    this  writing,   and  a!' 

l  ill  go  to  W  heat  land  where  he  will  \  i-it  w  ith  his 
ir  River  <  >rt ha 
Mr   and  Mr     I  elton  B   El  kins  who  make  their  home 
1  a  visit  with  Mr  Etkins*  mother   Mrs 

William  Delaware  Niclson  at   the  Hotel  I  ain 

Mme    Joaquin  de  Percy ra,   a  daughter 

■ 

I  home  in  Biarnt  z 
In  hon>  r  ol  Mr    Rayn  t'.in-    Mrs* 

Charlt 

Mr  and  Mr     I  >.i\  id  R  .  i-n- 

mg   in   San   Franc  i 


Mr    and  Mr-    I  lor. ice  \  .in  Si, 

li  >r  several  days  recently  Mis    I  I 

oi  New    >  ork    Mi  id  the 

■  h  e 
Mrs    Ella   renney  entertained  ai 
honor  ol  Mr   and  '  '  ill  inolulu, 

who  were  guests  ai  the  Clin  Hotel  dui  journ 

in  San  I  ranci  oo   M  ijor  and  Mrs.  W  illiam  C    Wis- 
entertained  i  Mi 

1        !  Irs.  Hi  ni  ■.  i  ■  ■  tei  Dutu  m 

Mr  and  Mi     Bruce  ( J  irnwall  entertained  infoi  n 
iliment  to  Mr   and  Mrs   Robei    i 
ittle. 
Mi  ■■    Philip  I     Bow  li  ■■  9  a  ■  am  ng    hi  ■      h  ho 
I  Mrs    W  illjam  Mel 
during  her  recent  visit  to  California. 
Mr    and  Mr-    I   rank  1  I    Ami 

at  theii  Ma  ie  Go-  -dw  m 

■i- and  Mr-    William  G    Hen-haw    Other  i 
were  given   tor  the  visitors  bj    Mi  -Vustin 

■   and  Mr   and  Mrs.  I  ■■  ier 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr    and  Mrs    Samuel  Pond  have  taken  possession  of 

I  heir  N  hi  ime. 

Mr   and  Mr-    Paul  Fagan  have  returned  home  after 
a  visil   to  Honolulu    Mr    and  Mr-   Robert  Hendei 
Mr-  Ferdinand  Diieriot  and  Mr   Walter  Vai    ' '■ 
also  in 

Mr    .md  Mr-    Charles  Faj    have  return* 

Divisa  urn  m 

S  an  hern  Calif*  trnia 

The   first    ol   the   Bachelors   Ball-   was   givei 
Burlingame  Country  Club  on  the  evening  of  March  I 
and  proved  a  brilliant  suot 

A  la  rue  dinner  party  given  at  the  San  Fraru 
and  Country    Club   b}    Mrs     Margaret   Tourney    Van 
Bergen  intn  duced  Miss  Gloria  Van  Bergen 

Mr  John  S  Drum  is  on  his  way  back  to  California 
after  an  extended  tour  ol  the  world 

1  he  peninsula  gi  I  tall  at 

the  Burlingame  (  -  untrj  <  Tub  on  the  evenin 
I  ue-da\     Aboui   200  will  arund    Everyone  attending 
the  pan\  u  ill  appear  a-  "someone  else  " 

Mr  and  Mr-  E  J  I  ohm  entertained  at  dinner  at 
their  home  m  San  Mateo  in  honor  ol  Mr-  Richard 
robin. 

1  he  U  ashington's  Birthday  week-end  drew   a  throng 

D  «  h  i  a  eni    to  the  resort 

were   Miss   Harriet    Brownell     Mr    and    Mr-     G 
Montgomery    Mr   and  Mr-  Jerd  Sullivan. 

Mr    and  Mr-    Slew  art  Loweo   and  a  pari 

spent  Washington's  birthday  at  Ahwahnec 

Mr    Clarence   Postley   entertained    friends  over  the 

holiday  at  the  Curran  ranch  near  Gill 

Another    party    headed    h\     Mr     and    Mr-      William 

Kent     |r     went  to  the  Ojai  Vallej  over  the  twenty- 
second 

I  he  L<  an  Exhibition  ol  Modern  Master  which  open- 
in  theGalerie  Beaux  Arts  March  10  will  contain  works 
from  the  collections  of  Mrs  W  \\  Crocker  Miss 
Mary  Emma  Mood.  Mrs  Henry  Potter  Russell,  Mrs. 
Paul  Fagan  Miss  Vgnes  Clark  Mrs  Joseph  M  Bran- 
gten,   Hon     lames  D    Phelan    Dr    I  ■     Mr 

ei    Mr    Harold  Mact    Mrs   Sigmund  5 
Mr-    Marcus  Koshland,  Mr-   Walter  Stem.  Mrs    \   K 
Salz,  Mr-    Sigmund  Bauei     Miss  Harriei    Lev 
Louis   St         '■  li       Ma  ian   Hollins,   and   Mrs      \     M. 
Salinger. 

Junior  League  Da>  ai  11  Liebes  e\  <  o  March  in. 
enlists  the  o  Mrs.  presi- 

dent of  the  Junior  League,  Miss  Emily  Searle     Mrs 

Nickel    Mr-   Clark  Burgard  and  Mrs    Ban 
lowne  who  cecutives     \mong  the  hosti 

st\hstN   and    model-    are    Mi--   Harriet    Brownell     Mr 

Vinccni    Butler,   Mr-    Howard  Fleming,   Mrs    D 

Mr-     Graeme    MacDonald,  Miss    I  li 
Moore,  Mrs    Ralston  Page,  Mr-    Howard  Park 
Adelaide  Sutro  Miss  Edith  Bentlej    Miss  FN         I  i 
Mis-   Polly   Dibblec     M 

i  unciborg.  Miss  Meredith  Maddux   M 
rmick    Mrs   Chirardelli  Menaget    Mr-   Browning 
Smith    Mi      (  velyn  Salisbury     Miss  Beth  Sherv 
Mr-   Foster  rhierbach.  Miss  Janetta  Whitman  and  Mrs 
Alfred  WhitteH 

Miss  1  lorn  ha-  returned  to  San  Franc 

after  -pending  the  winter  in  Cleveland. 

Mr-   Mo-iIia    raylor  u  a  buffet  -upper 

at   her  apartments  on   Pacific    Avenue  where  -he  enter- 
tained   tor  a   i;mup  of  young   women   win.  took   part    in 

illies"  pert  mmance. 

Kmong  the  debutantes  announced  for  next  wintei 
Miss  Katherine  Sunt   who  Is  ar   pr  .,|  m 

■hy    Spreckel-    and    Mi 
McG  rmick. 

Mr-    Reginald  Knight  Smith  w.i-  luncheon  ho 

at  her  home  recent  1  v. 

Mr    and  Mr-    George    I     Cameron  nave  a  dime 

later   show  ins  their   gut  >icturc  films 

of  the  trip  they  took  with  Col  and  Mi  i  imw 

In  honor  of  his  sister    Mr     Robert  Gas  Hookei   li  . 

Mr     (erome   Kuhn  the   Kuhri 

■ 


Mrs   \\  illiam  Ford  Nichols  ha-  returned  ■ 

i-it  with  relative-  in  tin    I 

\\  ii  r.  n  S\  ,ie   in 

San  Francisco  alter  a  trip  t<>  the  Atlai 
Mr-    Paul    Bn  guest    at   th 

■■  ■  a  few  % 

Mr    and   Mr       \\ 
l|nK'  ha  lished 

Mr  and  M 
non spent  their  hon  uthernCalil 

Mi  Km  l.  ton  Crocker  ha-,  returned  to  his  apart- 
ment on  Russian  Hill  after  a  \ish  on  the  Ointment 
and  in  New     i 

al   her 
menl    in   Washington     'ret-    ju  ing  to 

i  \  isii 

Mr-   Whitelav  Reid  is  established  ai  her  peninsula 
home   at    Milbrae        '  inied 

Mr-    Reid  to  I         ' 

Mr    and    '  Sul  PO  and   Mi 

have  returned  to  San  I  ■  V-w  Yorl 

made  the  trip  \\  eat  on  the  Virginia 

Mr     and   Ml       (  .<.    irge  <    jtnen.n  Rave  a  SUppei   | 
in  honor  of  Law  rence  ribbctl 
Mr   Lind  Mi     Remo  Sharbore  entertained  ai  dinner 
ir  home  in  Walnut  street  ju-t  before  leavii 
I    i-t  and  Eur 

arrigan  may  decide  to  make  her  h«jme 
I  She   arrived   m   <  cently 

here  her  late  husband  wa-  American 
<  "on-ul. 

Mr  and  Mrs  William  f  louRhtehnR  were  recently 
dinner  hosts  at  their  home  on  Broadv 

\l,    and  Mr-   John  H    Whollej    (Clara  I  i 
in  San  Francisco  following  their  honeymoon  sp.-nt  in 
and    will    make    San    Franc  ISCO    their 

home  in  the  future. 
Miss  Edith  Bentlej    one  ol  the  season's  debutantes, 

was  Rucst  of  honor  at  a  dinner  party  Riven  h\  Mr  and 
Mr-    1  high  Porter. 

Miss  Evelyn  Salisbury,  also  a  debutante  of  the  winter, 
was  honen  I  i  and  theatre  party  given  by 

Mr   and  M-  I    Cameron. 

Mr  Raymond  Armsbj  ha-  returned  to  New  York 
■  ral  weeks  in  California 

Mr  George  Duval,  the  New  York  architect  and  a 
cousin  ol  Senator  lame-  O  Phelan.  entertained  at  a 
dinnerparty  a        eSt.Franci  Ij  before  his  return 

[i  -  New  York 

Mr-  A  B  Spreckels  gave  a  musicale  at  the  Palace 
oi  the  I  hi  nor. 

Mrs    Leon  Roos  gave  a  dinner  party    lor  Mr    (  . 
Duval  during  the  latter'-  visit  in  San  Irani,  i 

I  he  1930  polo  seas  m  ai   Del  Monte  promises 
unusual! >    brilliant    and   well   ai  tended     Every 
motor   -pace   around    the   Del    Monte   field   has   been 
reserved    Every  week-end  in  February  witnessed  excit- 
ing games  and  there  w  ill  Ix.-  daily  games  thr<*jRh«»ut  the 
mi  >nth  ol  March 


SAN   FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Miss  Louise  W  inston  is  in  Rome  where  she  i-  visiting 
Prince  and  Princess  *  >rsini    Miss  W  inston 

tain  arxl  Mr-    Randolph  Huntii 
Miner  at  their  villa  in  Santa  Margherita 

\  Mr    and   Mr-    William   Wallace 

Mein  and  their  family  had  sailed  from  Southampton 

ipetown    l"he\  will  go  i^n  from  there  to  Kimberly 

where  thes   will  visit  with  Mrs    Mem-  brother   anil 

ter-in-law  Ms  and  Mr-   Alpheus  Williams 

Mr   and  Mr:    F    W    McNear  are  leaving  this  month 
for  the  Mast  and  Europe    In  New   York  the\   will  m-h 
Mr-    McNeaj  -  son    Mr    lack  Breeden     rhej   \ 
return  to  California  in  July 

Mr    and  Mr-    William  Stevenson  and  their  son  and 
daughter-tn-Jav  Mr   and  Mrs   Arthui  N  sailed 

recently  on  the  Bremen  tor  Europe     1  'he\   will 
on  the  continent  for  two  or  three  months, 

Mrs.   Balfour   Bowcn  will   leave   for  the  East   and 

Europe    this   month     -he   will    accompany    her   parents 

Mr    and  Mi      5u         S  me  time  will  be  spent  in  i 
land  visiting  Mr-    \\     K    liowen  at  her  home  in  1 

s\N   I  H  \N(   1st    \ns    |N   \K\\    YORK 
Mr    arKl   Mr-    I")    C.    J  adding  are  i  IfTiVC 

in  New   York  within  a  short  Dt    and  Mr 

I    their  childri 
re  the  end  ol  Man 
Ken  aw. iv  a  \ e.tr   having  spent  the  p 
time  on  tnejackling 

Mr-  James  ( i   Bull  who  has  been  m  Europe  since  late 
last  summer  i-  spending  the  w  inter  in  Ma 

Mr    and  Mr-    I*    ("    Hale  enjoyed  a  thn 
visit  in  New  York,  and  wi 

Miss  Janet  <  bleman  who  is  spending  the  winter  in 
Ne»   ">  here 

at  dinner 

Mr  it  the 


26 


THE  SAIN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Dangerous  Silken  Mode 


by  PATRICIA  ASTRA 


Wow  begins  the  era  of  a  lovely, 
Jl^I  silken  mode  that  has,  beneath  its 
subtle  charm,  all  the  dangers  of  "first 
sin." 

The  gentler  sex — getting  gentler  day 
by  day — is  once  more  gowned  in  gra- 
cious loveliness. 

Against  the  beauty  of  the  present 
mode  there  are  few  dissenting  voices 
raised — and  those  few  are  readily  si- 
lenced by  the  preponderance  of  evidence 
that  never,  in  the  history  of  any  living 
woman,  has  there  been  so  many  delect- 
able new  style  creations  offered  for  the 
Spring  wardrobe  feminine. 

Let  me  prove  this  to  you.  Think  of 
any  frock  you  have  ever  owned — yes, 
if  it  was  in  1910  or  before — and  I'll 
guarantee  to  find  its  twin  among  the 
newest  arrivals  in  one  or  the  other  of 
the  smart  style  shops  In  fact,  the  win- 
dows of  the  shops  awaken  a  wealth  of 
just  such  memories 

Delicate  frocks  in  pastel  colorings, 
with  bits  of  subtly  introduced  Alonsen 
lace — or  some  other  equally  alluring  bit 
of  lacy  magic  .  .  . 

Suits  of  soft  woolen  stuffs,  with 
"dressmaker"    touches    to    make    them 


flattering  to  the  wearer  and  gracefully 
feminine  .  .  . 

And  the  furs — have  you  noticed  the 
furs'  Every  soft  silken  fur  in  the  animal 
atlas  is  serving  its  time  in  the  cause  of 
beaut v  There  was  one  little  velvet  coat 
that  smiled  at  passers-by  out  of  the 
window  of  one  of  the  popular  shops  It 
was  of  a  lovely  yellow  green,  graciously 
blended  with  a  golden  glory  of  fur.  It 
carried  me  back  to  the  era  of  my  first 
long  skirt,  and  a  coat  almost  identical 
in  both  color  and  style  In  a  nearby  shop, 
another  tone  of  green  was  used  in  a 
cloth  ensemble  trimmed  with  short- 
haired  brown  fur  The  upper  part  of  the 
dress  was  finished  with  creamy  lace — 
the  most  flattering  thing  a  woman  can 
wear  against  the  loveliness  of  her  throat 
and  neck  I  wondered  what  lucky  wo- 
man would  use  the  beauty  of  that 
ensemble  to  "clothe  herself  in  glory." 

Not  only  dresses,  but  suits  and  coats 
must  be  perfect  symphonies  of  color  - 
must  mold  the  lovelv  lines  of  the  form 
with  caressing  grace  Knitted  sport 
dresses  have  taken  to  wearing  snug 
boleros  instead  of  straight  jackets  .  .  . 

Hemlines   as   well    as   necklines,    are 


often  diaphanous — just  another  way  of 
spelling  "lure."  .  .  . 

And  out  of  the  reserve  box  of  Dame 
Fashion  leaps  the  old-new  magic  of 
voile  and  organdie  and  cotton  prints — 
for  garden,  beach  and  resort  wear  .  .  . 

And  the  hats  -could  anything  be 
more  bewitching  than  the  new  hats? 
When  they  arc  small,  they  are  so  very, 
\cr\-  small  that  they  merely  outline  the 
natural  beaut)'  of  the  head.  When  thev 
run  to  a  brim,  it  is  a  marvel  of  grace 
that  begins  and  ends  in  some  cunning 
design  that  was  conceived  bv  a  milliner 
gone  mad  with  the  absolute  abandon 
of  the  1930  mode. 

In  the  past,  style  has  been  an  evolu- 
tion, slow  and  subtle — the  intro- 
duction of  a  new  innovation  by  one  of 
the  famous  dressmakers  of  Paris — the 
approval  of  the  world  of  fashion — the 
following  season  the  better  manufac- 
turers capitalize  the  feature,  and  it  be- 
comes familiar  as  the  "smart"  new  note 
of  the  season.  Then  additions  and  exag- 
gerations— and  what  was  a  few  seasons 
back  a  cunning  bow  on  the  back  of  an 
evening  frock  has  become,  today,  an 
absolute  obsession  of  trailing  draperies, 
capes  and  every  conceivable  sort  of  trim- 
ming that  will  attract  attention  to  the 


powerful  argument  * 
written  al  a  lady 
who  dooKir  t  lik«» 


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bv  Lawrence  Hart 


1  have  not  seen  Athena"*  parthenon. 
No  ruined  temples  echoed  from  my  feet 
(I  do  not  need  the  past  to  look  upon 
The  beauty  of  today,  to  find  it  sweet.) 
And  yesterday  was  beautiful?    Ah  so! 
Then  yesterday  was  fair,  just  as  you  say. 

(We  cannot  live  a  yesterday,  nor  know 
A  living  glory  if  we  scorn  today.) 

Today  when  splendid  beauty  ardent  rises 
Above  our  cities,  slender  tier  on  tier, 
The  heart  of  man  abandons  dead  disguises 
As  birds  desert  the  shell  when  summer's 

near. 
Vet  beauty's  in  the  eyes  that  beauty  meet — 
I  cannot  argue  if  the  rose  be  sweet — 


MARCH,  19.J0 

back  of  .1  dress.  The  long  uneven  hem 
at  the  back  of  the  skirt  of  last  season 
grew  out  oi  the  back  trim  vogue.  By 
the  same  logic,  we  may  follow  that 
same  whim  through  to  the  trailing  skins 
of  todaj  and  even  give  it  credit  lor 
inspiring  backless  frocks  and  bathing 
suits  Exploiting  the  beauty  ol  a  wo 
man's  hack  is  only  another  eloquent  in 
v  nation  to  admiring  eyes. 

But  to  come  hack  to  the  absolute 
abandon  o(  this  season's  mode  has 
there  ever  been  anything  like  it  before1 
For  versatility,  lor  beauty,  lor  sheer 
grace  and  loveliness?  And  all  in  one 
or,  at  the  best,  two  seasons1 

Let  us  pause  tor  a  minute  and  specu 
late  on  where  the  new  fashions  are  lead- 
mi;  us.  Already  the  manners  ol  the 
younger  set  have  undergone  a  severe 
pruning  ol  much  that  was  hovdenish 
and  casual.  Society  as  a  whole  has  had 
to  become  graceful  and  languid  ol 
movement.  As  far  as  manners  go,  we 
have  all  to  gain  and  nothing  to  lose- 
But  suppose  we  had  allowed  the  Paris 
stylists  to  get  us  into  long  skirts  in  the 
d.w  time.  They  did  try,  you  know!  Only 
the  fact  that  the  women  ol  both  Europe 
and  America  refused  to  give  up  their 
hard  earned  freedom  ol  limb  has  saved 
us  thus  far  These  same  designers  have 
since  loudly  advocated  the  short  (three 
inches  below  the  knee  comes  under  the 
caption  ot  "short"  in  the  style  diction- 
ary) skirt  for  daytime  and  sports  and 
so  we  are  sate  tor  this  season  at  least. 

As  I  started  to  say,  however,  just 
suppose  long  skirts  in  the  daytime  did 
become  the  fashion.  Can't  you  see  the 
logical  chain  ot  consequences,  long  hair 
a  slowing  up  ot  every  movement 
which  would  make  tat  practically  im- 
possible to  combat) — stays,  and  all  that 
goes  with  them  a  complete  revival  ot 
the  manners  and  fashions  ot  the  mincing 
"nineties.''  when  ladies  were  LADIES! 
Cheerio  Who,  pray  tell  me.  wants  to  he 
that  kind  ot  a  lady? 

So,  my  dears,  you  must  continue  to 
be  the  mistresses  ol  your  destinies 
Accept  the  gracious  beauty  ol  the  lash- 
ions  ol  today  to  enhance  your  charms 
Be  a  little  more  "feminine"  in  more 
than  manner  you'll  enjov  the  approval 
ol  the  sterner  sex.  Men  still  want  their 
women  weak  or  at  least  just  a  little 
clinging 

And,  by  the  way,  have  you  noted  how 
Strongly  the  male  population   is  advo 
eating  that   we  keep  the  daytime  hem 
line  HIGH7  One  mav  he  sure  that  they 
arc  unselfish  in  this,  at  least. 

The  White  Card 

(  '..lit  inufld  fr..ni  page  18 

not  reforming  his  listeners,  though  his 
tun  may  very  well  take  the  form  ol 
mock  sermons  Concerned  with  his  idea 
that  human  greatness  is  possible,  he  has 
c  ',.n'  inui- 1  on  ii'-xt  paga 


27 


iJ~i  ii  ii  o 1 1  it  <•('  i ;  w  ii  I 
to    ICO  //  /  I'll       ~*^^- 


r 


N  OX'  San 


Francisco  showing  of  women's  Spring 
fashions  is  virtually  identical  with  that 
presented  in  Knox'  New  York  Shops 


on  Fifth  Avenue.  Included   are  coats, 


dresses,  ensembles  and  millinery,  in 
the  sport  and  semi-sport  styles  per- 
fectly expressive  of  "the  Knox  idea". 


KNOX 

51      GRANT     AVENUE 
a  „  J    ST.    FRANCIS     HOTEL 


28 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


suddenly  discovered  a  pleasurable  anno- 
tation and  an  argument  with  which,  it 
he  speaks  with  sufficient  gusto,  he  may 
convince  himself  If  he  deplores,  he  uses 
the  exaggeration  which  is  the  first 
device  of  romance;  being  both  "excited 
and  articulate,"  he  makes  sweeping 
statements — such  as  mine  to  the  effect 
that  there  is  no  single  trustworthy  critic, 
and  such  as  Mr.  Follett's,  in  Junior 
Model,  that  boys'  books  "are  written 
about  the  long  and  short  vacations  of 
Boy  Scouts 

Now  I  suspect  that  it  someone  pre- 
sented to  Mr.  Follett  a  petition  whose 
object  was  the  impounding  of  unsatis- 
factory publishers,  or  the  rigid  super- 
vision ot  their  function,  Mr  Follett 
would  say  "Bosh  Don't  be  silly  "  For 
he,  too,,  is  playing  with  ideas  He  wishes 
that  things  were  better;  he  claims  that 
they  were  better  not  so  long  ago;  he 
thinks,  I  imagine,  that  the  stimulation 
of  the  flow  ot  ideas  in  his  readers  may 
bring  about  some  improvement;  but  he 
is  not,  I  feel  sure,  primarily,  a  crusader. 

This,  ot  course,  does  not  imply  any 
lack  ot  sincerity  in  the  critic;  he  believes 
in  his  high  standards  with  an  intensity 
which  cannot  but  make  him  either 
boisterous  or  bitter  when  he  sees  those 
standards  disregarded  in  the  lite  around 
him  But  he  is  too  wise  to  expect  that 
his  vociferations  will  cause  those  stan- 
dards to  be  regarded  as  any  more  than 


tit  objects  for  a  passing  ogle  The  most 
he  can  hope  for,  after  he  has  had  his 
rhetorical  fun,  is  the  impressing  of  his 
ideas  upon  a  few  persons  of  his  own  sort 
whose  thinking  is  concerned  with  simi- 
lar subjects.  Once  in  awhile  he  may 
grab  a  convert;  and  it  is  this  slow  and 
limited  proselyting  which  is  his  nearest 
approach  to  crusading  and  messianic 
achievement.  It  is  enough;  gradually  the 
contagion  is  spread  by  the  Typhoid 
Marys  of  good  taste;  ultimately,  in 
theory,  good  taste  will  be  universal. 

So,  for  instance,  was  I  impelled  to 
read  Alfred  Neumann's  The  Devil  by 
Mr.  Follett's  essay  The  Novelist's  Use  of 
History  For  that  I  thank  him;  without 
him  I  might  have  missed  the  great  book 
in  the  flood  ot  printed  paper. 

But  I  confess  that  I  did  not  entirely 
trust  him  Merely  because  I  had  been 
several  times  let  down — because  I  had 
seen  many  supposedly  fine  critics  whoop- 
ing it  up  for  very  bad  books — I  said, 
dubiously,  "Well,  it  sounds  as  though  it 
should  be  good.  I'll  try  it,  anyway 
Thus  does  Mr.  Follett's  profound  and 
reasonable  and  important  essay  suffer 
from  the  crimes  of  those  critics  whose 
affability  I  deplored. 

I  thank  him,  too,  tor  assuring  me  that 
genius  is  not  impossible  in  this  age — 
though  the  assurance  was  hardly  neces- 
sary. Mr.  Follett  should  be  familiar 
with  the  device  ot   mock  despair.   He 


must  know  that  the  man  who  exclaims : 
"We'll  never  get  there!  We'll  starve  to 
death!  We're  ruined!  We're  done  for!" 
does  not  really  believe  any  of  it,  and  is, 
in  tact,  unable  to  realize  the  nature  of 
such  a  debacle.  He  hopes  intensely  that 
none  ot  the  disasters  will  happen;  and  he 
cheers  himself  up  by  exaggerating  all  the 
disastrous  possibilities  until  he  renders 
himselt  absurd  and  unthinkable.  And  if 
I  say  that  genius  is  no  longer  possible,  it 
really  amounts  to  my  saying.  "I'm  fed 
up,  and  ted  up,  and  ted  to  repletion  with 
all  this  false  and  tawdry  stuff  Is  there 
nowhere  any  greatness7  Please  bring  it 
on." 

And  though,  under  Mr  Follett's 
chastening,  I  may  for  the  moment 
resolve  to  be  more  moderate,  more 
literal,  more  sober,  I  know  that  it  will 
not  be  long  before  I  shall  be  carried 
away  by  the  charm  of  playing  with 
vituperation  and  hortation  and  faint 
praise,  with  cadence  and  rhythm  and 
round  full  sentences,  rolling  or  staccato. 

So  we  come  back  to  the  analogy  men- 
tioned in  my  first  paragraph.  Seeing  the 
tun  Mr.  Follett  has  had  with  words,  the 
glow  in  that  fine  strong  denunciatory 
cadence,  stirring  to  the  rhythm  and  the 
round  full  sentences,  I  feel  that  I  may 
rely  upon  his  sympathy  with  the  per- 
sonal need  ot  gusto  I  suggest,  in  con- 
clusion, that  the  reader  turn  to  Chapter 

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i 


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Will  in  Book  [V  of  Pantagruel,  and 
read  chrough  to  chc  end  ol  the  storm  he 

will  6nd  there  And  he  is  charged  to  give 
my  best  wishes  and  sincere  affections  to 
Panurge,  who  in  those  chapters,  is  the 
perfect,  the  ideal  and  the  absolute  critic. 

Spotlight 

i  . Hi tnued  from  page  !•> 

through  what  we  know,  now,  must 
have  been  a  perfectly  di\  ine  performance 

o(  "The   Barber  of  Seville,"    featuring 
Sembrich    We  thought  the  whole  per- 
formance absurd,  overlooking  the  colos 
sal    absurdities   oi    the   German   school 
The    truth    ol    the    matter    is    that    any 
artistic  convention  is  absurd  it  vou  have 
a  mind  to  find  it  so   And  the  easiest  way 
to  find  it  so  is  to  see  it  badly  executed 
It  is  genius  that  throws  star  dust  in  our 
eyes  and  softens  the  unreal  outlines  ol 
Art      .  .  We  understand  that  this  winter 
in  Berlin  there  has  been  a  great  return 
to  the  operas  ol   Mozart  and  even  the 
early  Italian  school    Not  that  Germany 
has   forsaken    Wagner,    but   because  the 
German  people  have  discovered  that  the 
costumed  concerts  ot  this  earlier  musical 
day  are  not  one  whit  more  artificial  than 
the  spectacle  ol  Rhine  maidens  galump- 
ing  through  artificial  waves  to  a  mathe- 
matically   contrived   musical   score  .  .  . 
There    are    some    good    names    among 
those  to  be  present  in  March  at  Dream- 
land Auditorium  :  Gadski  and  Lippe  and 
Jorn    and    Sembach,    to    mention    four 
that  we  have  heard.  Gadski  belongs  to 
that  original  company  ot  stalwarts  that 
gave  us  our  first  taste  of  Wagner  prop- 
erly done    Let  us  hope  that  time  has 
dealt  kindly  with  her  .  .  .  We  do  not, 
as  a  matter  of  tact,  expect  to  be  disap- 
pointed in  the  season  of  Teutonic  opera 
But  we  shall  doubtless  bring  a  tempered 
enthusiasm  to  the  experience  of  seeing 
an  old  love  after  a  lapse  ol  many  vears. 

The  Italian  opera  San  Francisco  seems 
always  to  have  with  it    Just  now, 
it  is  the  Pacific  Opera  Companv  tread- 
ing the  heels  of  the  ill-starred  Bevani 
venture.  But,  after  all,  the  present  sea- 
son is  a  made-in-San  Francisco  variety; 
and   will   doubtless  get  the  support   it 
deserves,   on  that  count  it  on  no  other 
What  the  Pacific  Opera  Companv  should 
become    is   a    proving    ground    for   the 
bigger  and  sometimes  better  opera  sea- 
son in  September    But,  unhappily,  San 
Francisco  does  not  seem  to  be  able  to 
co  ordinate  its  efforts  in  any  direction 
Ah,   well,   we  are  a  strongly   individu- 
alistic town  and  individualism  pavs  its 
penaltv  just  as  program  and  the  goose 
step  does' Just  at  present  there  are  a  halt- 
dozen     little  theatre"  proiccts  in  the  air 
One,  enthusiastically  handled,  would  be 
enough    And  we  have  musical  organi 
zations    galore     But,    perhaps   it    is   the 
better  part   to  be  thankful  of  all  these 
movements  upon  the  face  of  the  artistic 
waters    At    least     we  are   not   sleeping 


for  sports  .  . 

skirts  are  l6  inches  lrom  the  ground. 

for  street  .  . 

shirts  are  14  inches  from  the  ground. 

for  afternoon  .  . 

shirts  are  [<2  inches  from  the  ground. 

for  dancing  .  . 

skirls  are  5  inches  trom  the  ground. 

for  formal  evening  .  . 

shirts  are  no  inches  trom  the  ground. 

.  .  .  llienf  are  the  «hirt  length)  tin-  tmvt  «  orltl  it  ve.irini 

.  .  these  .ire  the  xhirt  len&tht  we  are  thovinQ  nou- 

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30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Blind 

Cuntinued  from  page  14 

sound  of  a  great,  strident  activity  or  the 
men  who  go  down  to  the  sea — brave 
snatches  ot  foreign  chanties,  hoarse  com- 
mands, echoing  laughter,  all  blending 
together  with  the  cries  of  fish-glutted 
seagulls  that  wheeled  in  screaming  arcs 
against  the  quietly  greying  sky  .  . 

What  romance  in  the  names  of  those 
fishing  boats !  Names  bestowed  without 
doubt  in  tribute  to  the  beloved  of  the 
individual  owners,  names  that  flapped 
back  again  the  glamorous  pages  of 
Latin  passion1  There  was  "Francesca" 
giving  "Paula"  a  coy  dig  in  the  ribs  as 
she  strained  at  her  moorings,  and  you'd 
see  "Beatrice"  scrambling  love  lore  by 
ogling  "Benvenuto"  riding  at  anchor 
beside  her  down  there  at  Fisherman's 
Whart,  and  you'd  see,  as  the  poor  devil 
of  a  hopeless  romanticist  saw,  a  relation 
between  the  things  that  men  make  and 
move  with  the  things  that  men  have 
been  thinking  for  so  long. 

The  young  woman  evidently  saw 
nothing  at  all.  She  was  too  busy  pow- 
dering her  nose. 

Directly  below  the  place  where  they 
sat  on  the  jetty,  on  the  alter-well 
deck  of  a  fine  fishing  boat,  a  semi-circle 
of  fishermen  squatted  in  a  tangle  ot 
corks  and  kegs  and  yarn,  their  oily  curls 
bowed   over  the   business   of  mending 


nets.  Soon,  above  the  noise  of  their 
bantering,  another  note  sounded  as  the 
rousing  nasal  resonance  of  an  accordian 
drifted  up  the  quay-side.  Everyone,  even 
the  crankv  young  wife,  turned  in  the 
direction  of  the  accordian  s  rollicking 
tune  as  it  came  nearer  and  nearer  up  the 
whart. 

Presently  the  player  appeared,  hordes 
of  children  romping  in  his  wake.  As  he 
threaded  his  way  among  the  groups  of 
Latin  people  the  little  ones  ran  before 
him  making  way  for  him. 

When  he  came  into  the  view  ot  the 
young  couple  they  saw  that  he  was 
blind,  his  dim  eyes  upturned  unwincing- 
lv  to  the  glare  of  the  setting  sun. 

But  there  was  none  of  that  terrible 
hopelessness  of  expression  that  invari- 
ably makes  pitiful  the  countenance  of  the 
blind  in  his  tace  Every  changing  ex- 
pression radiated  the  joy  ot  life  and 
melody.  His  teeth  flashed  white  against 
Latin  swarthiness  while  he  sang  a 
chanson  that's  known  from  Palermo 
to  Napoli  and  from  there  to  Fisher- 
man's Whart. 

The  contagion  ot  his  spontaneous 
gaiety  caught  the  throngs  as  they  lilted 
to  that  merry-mad  tempo  of  his  wheez- 
ing accordian 

The  young  husband  arose  and  eagerly 
guided  the  blind  accordian  player  over 
the  whart-side  down  to  the  deck  ot  a 
large  trailer  where  eager  hands  led  him 


to  a  cleared  space  astern.  Soon  a  mad, 
gallavanting  lilt  syncopated  athwart  the 
fishing  boat  and  quickly  its  elfin  life  was 
caught  up  as  the  sailors  chimed  in  with 
the  chorus  ot  it  while  they  danced  in 
wild,  impassioned  circles  around  the 
players,  strollers  and  idlers  ot  all  ports 
of  the  world  swarmed  close  to  watch 
the  trolic. 

When  finally,  from  sheer  exhaustion, 
the  sightless  accordian  player  halted  and 
sank  down  on  a  bundle  of  yarn  and 
cork,  the  little  children  gathered  around. 
He  told  them  tales  ot  the  sea  while  the 
crowd  of  grown-ups  listened  spell- 
bound. Even  the  young  wife  seemed  to 
listen. 

But  suddenly  she  shuddered  and 
turned  away. 

"Blind  —stone  blind!"  She  powdered 
her  nose — "Isn't  it  terrible  to  be  blind 
and  never  see  anything?  Come,  let's  go 
to  a  movie." 

Hope 

Continued  from  page  9 

In  1926  Doctors  Coffey  and  Humber 
finished  their  photography  of  the  sympa- 
thetic nerves,  a  feat  of  remarkable  scien- 
tific skill  They  had  injected  some  sub- 
stance into  the  almost  invisible  nerves 
and  so  made  them  photographically 
visible. 

About  that  time,  Dr.  Coffev  and  Dr 

Continued  on  nest  page 


H.LIEBES&CO. 

GRANT  AVE  AT  POST 


Intriguing  .New  JDetaiis 
add  interest  to  an  ever  charming  vogue 


Cap  ed 

CO  AT  S 

delightful  versions  ...  111 
new  spring  fabrics 
and  colourings  .  .  . 


49.50 


59.50 

75.00 

The  coat  sketched .  ,  .  of 
imported  tweed .  .  .  49. SO 


MARCH,  1930 


31 


Humbet  completed  preliminary  experi 
mental  work  upon  cancer  in  connection 
with  che  angina  work    However,  notn 

ing  was  published  until  January  ol  this 
(rear  when  the  doctors  were  prevailed 
upon  In  fellow  scientists  to  give  a  report 
ol  their  cancer  research  <,^n  January  2  ch 
the  news  ol  the  experiments,  which  may 
lead  to  a  cure  lor  cancer,  were  made 
public  Developments  since  that  cime 
have  been  close  I  v  watched  In  the  seien- 
titic  world 

The  Coffey-Humber  treatment  con 
siscs  mainly  in  the  injection  into  the 
body  of  the  patient  but  not  into  the 
cancer  area  itself  ol  a  fluid  extract  from 
the  cortex  of  the  suprarenal  or  adrenal 
gland  The  method  ol  preparation  of 
their  potent  extract  remains  a  secret 
known  yet  only  to  these  two  surgeons. 
As  a  result  of  che  injection,  in  some- 
cases  it  has  been  determined,  by  miscro- 
scopic  examination  that  the  cancer  tissue 
dies  but  the  normal  tissue  is  not  harmed. 

The  doctors  are  now  trying  to  find  out 
in  what  tvpes  of  cancer  the  extract 
proves  effective  If  further  development 
is  necessary  to  make  the  extract  com- 
plctelv  effective  in  all  types,  such  work 
will  be  attempted  Not  until  these  things 
have  been  determined,  will  the  doctors 
permit  the  very  mention  of  "cancer 
cures  " 

The  use  ot  the  extract  was  a  natural 
development  ot  the  Cofley-Humber  re- 
search of  the  causes  of  angina  The 
sympathetic  nerves  must  be  affected 
themselves  by  some  hormone  or  secre- 
tion of  internal  glands  What  hormone 
was  it7  Coffey  and  H umber  tound  it  to 
be  the  extract  of  the  suprarenal  cortex. 

The  world  is  waiting  fur  the  final 
outcome  of  these  experiments  Offers  of 
encouragement  and  assistance  have 
come  from  many  sources.  Patients  arc 
flocking  to  the  clinics  offering  them- 
selves as  experimental  material  Dr. 
Coffey  and  Dr.  H umber  are  working 
night  and  day  toward  the  goal  that  may 
mean  the  lilting  of  one  ot  the  greatest 
curses  ever  visited  on  mankind 


California  Journalism 

Continued  from  page  Lfl 

made  a  sort  of  informal  lecture  and  per- 
sonal tour  of  che  interior  mining  camp 
towns,  mingling  freely  with  their  citi- 
zens They  were  so  impressed  by  Dag 
gctt's  camaraderie,  his  evident  knack  of 
making  culture  desirable  and  necessary 
that  he  was  swamped  with  subscriptions 
to     The    C/'</i/cw    Era    ar    $5  .1    war 

Proportionate  and  profitable  advertising 
patronage  was  also  forthcoming,  both 
From  the  business  houses  of  the  mining 
regions  and  ol   San   Francisco    For  the 

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\t   RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/  f. 


\NovYtfCanB£TW^ 


In  a  fashion  era  in  which  "it's  smart 
to  be  thrifty"  and  in  which  both  stenog- 
rapher and  fashionable  are  style-con 
scious,  the  opposing  theories  might 
easily  rouse  a  tempest  in  today's  ward- 
robe were  it  not  lor  the  development  of 
specialized  costume  lines  that  make  a 
business-like  merger  out  of  the  two 
factors. 


The  Madelon  group  of  frocks, coats, 
suits,  hats  and  bags,  carried  exclusively 
at  The  White  House  in  San  Francisco, 
is  an  outgrowth  ot  these  cwo  modern 
requirements  It  caters  to  price  and  style 
consciousness  both.  There  is  no  nonsense 
about  cost  A  fixed  amount  is  set  tor 
each  costume  group  and  it  never  varies. 
A  woman  knows  just  where  she  stands 
with  such  a  scheme  ot  things  Isn't  it 
typical  of  the  business-like  attitude  of 
the  period7  And  if  you  don't  believe  such 
an  arrangement  is  successful  you  should 
see  the  rapidly  increasing  sales  figures 
for  merchandise  that  bears  the  name  of 
Madelon 


A  Madelon  opening  is  almost  a 
photographic  copy  of  the  Paris  openings, 
with  the  added  advantage  ot  being  more 
selective  There  is  no  question  about  the 
success  of  one  of  these  outfits,  because 
Paris  has  already  put  the  scamp  ot  ap- 
proval upon  it  before  it  becomes  a 
Madelon  style.  A  Madelon  wardrobe  .  .  . 
and  more  and  more  women  are  making 
theirs  100%  so  ...  is  a  concentrated 
group  of  smartness  at  minimum  price 
That's  what  specialization  has  done  in 
the  field  ol  lashion 


The  influence  of  youth  on  today's  cos- 
tuming is  reflected  not  only  in  youthful 
types  lor  the  "ageless"  woman,  but  takes 
care  of  the  dancing  daughters,  too,  in  a 
13,  15,  17  year  old  size  group,  set  apart 
under  the  name  of  Madelon  Junior  styles 


Throughout  the  new-season  collection 
che  paramount  influence  is  Direccoire 
.  .  .  capes,  capelecs  and  cape  sleeves  .  .  . 
bows  and  screamers  frankly  avowed 

waistlines  everything  chac  went  co 

make  the  Empire  picturesquely  femi- 
nine The  pascel  shaded  lace  frocks  with 
shoulder  capes  and  wide,  ankle  length 
dance  skirts,  are  irresiscible  Buc  chen.  so 
are  the  ever-so-slighdy  military  suics  in 
covert  and  raggedy  looking  tweeds 
all  che  more  feminine  because  ot  the  hint 
of  soldierly  precision  The  fact  that 
accessories  are  Madelon,  coo.  makes  it 
so  joyfully  easy  to  match  everything 
And  makes  chis  delightful  modern  busi- 
ness ot  stressing  every  costume  detail, 
tar  less  expensive  than  ic  might  be 


More  and  more,  as  che  realizacion  im- 
presses icself  on  che  modern  conscious- 
ness, chac  a  smart  appearance  pays  che 
besc  dividends,  Madelon  modes  gain  in 
prescigc  The  wardrobe  plays  such  a 
vical  pare  in  personal  success,  and  life  is 
such  a  busy  advencure  in  1930,  chac  che 
woman  who  cakes  che  least  margin  of 
chance  in  selecting  cloches  thac  "get 
across"  is  che  one  who  has  more  cime 
for  Other  things  and  more  interest- 

ing "other  things"  to  do. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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jj        Assets  over  $125,000,000.00         Deposits  over  $120,000,000.00  || 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,450,000.00 

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jj  Other  Real  Estate    -     -     -       Value  over  $308,000.00)  B 

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=  Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4  -±  per  cent  per  annum  ^j 

=  Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly  = 


next  five  or  six  years  financial  serenity 
reigned  in  The  Qolden  Era  offices.  Sub- 
scribers and  advertisers  alike  voluntarily 
renewed  their  patronage.  For  advertising 
there  were  no  fixed  rates;  che  price  of  the 
same  being  a  matter  strictly  between  the 
advertiser  and  publishers  and  the  busi- 
ness of  no  one  else.  All  of  which  was 
proper  and  as  it  should  be,  as  anyone 
knows  who  has  ever  had  anything  to  do 
with  a  publication  of  The  Qolden  Era 
type. 

There  was  plenty  of  money  for  pro- 
duction costs  and  what  was  more  im- 
portant, for  skillful  writers  and  young 
writers  of  promise.  Foard  and  Daggett 
saw  to  it  that  such  people  were  paid  lib- 
erally and  otherwise  encouraged,  and 
The  Qolden  Era  was  universally  recog- 
nized as  the  training  school  for  Western 
authors.  Charles  Warren  Stoddard  was  a 
printer's  devil  and  errand  boy  on  The 
Era  and  published  his  first  verses  in  it. 
Mark  Twain,  Bret  Harte,  Stephen  Mas- 
sett,  Joaquin  Miller  and  scores  of  others 
who  later  attained  fame  published  first 
or  early  works  in  the  old  Qolden  Era. 

In  1S60  Foard  and  Daggett  sold  the 
paper  and  founded  The  Daily  Mirror, 
which  was  merged  with  The  Daily 
Herald  in  1S62.  For  a  year  or  so  pre- 
vious to  the  sale,  The  Era  had  been 
losing  tone  and  ground.  With  the  with- 
drawal of  Foard  and  Daggett,  life 
definitely  departed  from  it,  although  it 
lingered  around  until  1SS2.  Foard 
always  laid  the  paper's  decline  to  the 
admittance  of  women  writers.  He  de- 
clared to  the  day  of  his  death  that,  pre- 
vious to  having  women  contributors 
The  Qolden  Era  was  a  grand  and  vig- 
orous paper  but  the  ladies  killed  it  with 
their  "namby-pamby  school  girl  trash." 


The  "trash"  in  question  was  usually 
headlined  by  its  authors  as  "a  true 
story"  or  a  "sketch  from  real  life  "  It 
dealt,  for  the  most  part,  with  the  death 
bed  hours  of  fathers  or  mothers,  who 
were  leaving  small  and  numerous  pro- 
geny to  an  incredibly  heartless  world, 
with  the  robbing  of  widows  by  shyster 
lawyers  and  fake  stock  salesmen,  with 
the  indignities  suffered  by  gentle,  swoon- 
ing maids  at  the  hands  of  villains,  who 
were  paralyzed  on  the  spot  by  a  glance 
from  a  high  minded  hero.  Such  literary 
fare,  such  unadulterated  melodrama  and 
heartrending  sentimentality  were  the 
common,  accepted  thing,  but  presum- 
ably The  Qolden  Era  readers  were  given 
a  distressing  overdose  and  rebelled 
against  it.  It  is  highly  probable,  of 
course,  that  there  were  other  and  now 
obscured  causes  for  The  Era's  decline. 
Still,  Foard  spoke  with  considerable 
truth,  as  anyone  may  see  for  himself  who 
takes  the  trouble  to  examine  files  of  The 
Qolden  Era  for  the  iS6o's  and  '70's. 


MARCH.  1930 


33 


"Sunset 
Limited" 

East  through 
7\[ew  Orleans 

Straight  across  the  legend- 
ary Southwest,  Spanish  be- 
fore it  was  American  . . . 
through  the  romantic  South 
...  to  the  East. 

The  "Sunset  Limited," 
famed  round  the  world, 
directly  serves  the  fashion- 
able desert  resorts  about 
Palm  Springs  and  Indio, 
the  guest  ranch  country  of 
Arizona. 

Go  one  way,  return  an- 
other on  "Sunset  Limited," 
"Overland  Limited"or  the 
"Cascade."  Only  Southern 
Pacific  offers  the  choice  of 
four  great  routes. 

Southern 
Pacific 


E.  W.  CLAPP 

Gen.  Pais.Trl.  Mgr. 

San  Francisco 


Tin'  Hook  IhM-lor 

( 'urit inued  From  page  20 

tcrs  he  lived  as  a  mountain  outlaw, 
revered  by  the  people  as  a  voting  man 
touched  with  the  finger  ol  sanctity,  and 

hunted  by  the  gendarmerie  until  he  was 
put  away  to  live  his  days  in  prison  and 
become  a  growing  myth  to  the  rude 
peasantry,  who  reasoned  from  his  story 
one  ol  the  simple  truths  ot  human 
destiny. 

The  book  is  translated  by  Van  Wyck 
Brooks,  who  manages  to  keep  the  flavor 
of  the  limpid  French  original 
Prescribed 

Each  month  a  critic  recommends  a 
hook  ot  highest  merit,  which  has  served 
as  tonic  or  sedative  for  a  great  many 
people  in  the  past  The  one  for  this  time 
of  year  is  South  Wind,  by  Norman 
Douglas,  the  classic  novel  on  the  sweet 
art  of  doing  nothing — a  most  suitable 
subject  in  blossom  time !  Each  character 
is  touched  by  the  lazy  southern  breeze  of 
Nepenthe,  and  each  will  be  unforget- 
table to  the  reader.  A  new  edition  in  two 
volumes  has  appeared  under  the  imprint 
of  the  Argus  Press,  illustrated  in  color 
by  John  Austin.  Another  edition,  this 
time  in  one  volume  and  pictured  bv 
Valenti  Angelo,  is  sponsored  by  Dodd, 
Mead.  The  Modern  Library  edition  is 
handy  pocket-size. 

Upcommended 

"Coronet,"  by  Manuel  Komroff.  Pro- 
cession of  aristocrats. 

"Our  Singing  Strength,"  bv  \lfred 
Krcymhorg.  Definitive  and  sympa- 
thetic history  of  American  poesy. 

"The  Man  Within,"  by  Qraham 
Qreene.  A  coward  conquers  himself; 
penetrating  first  novel  by  the  young 
cousin  of  Robert  Louis  Stevenson 
"Lord  Peter  Views  the  Body,"  by 
Dorothy  Sayers.  First-rate  detective 
stories;  incidentally  contains  the 
Toughest  Cross  Word  Puzzle  in  the 
World 

"Idols    Behind    Altars,"     bv      \-,uta 
Brenner.  The  body  and  soul  of  Mex- 
ico, expressed  through  its  art. 
"The    Specialist,"     by    Chic    Sale. 
Read  it  and  roar. 

"Grandmother    Brown's    Hundred 
Years,"   by  Harriet  Connor  Brown 
A     homespun     history,      1827-132- 
Most  unusual  biography. 

"Men  and  Machines,"  by  Stuart 
Chase.  What  the  Machine  Age  is 
doing  tor  us  and  to  us 

"Field  of  Honor,"  by  Domi  Byrne. 
Posthumous  novel  telling  ot  Bloody 
Castlereagh  and  others. 

"Sailors  of  Fortune,"  by  William 
McFee.  Uneven  collection  of  short 
stories  by  the  author  of  "Casuals  of 
the  Sea." 

"Twelve  Against  the  Gods,"  by 
William  Bolitho.  An  outline  of  hu- 
man revolt  against  life. 


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THE  SAN   FRANCISCAN 


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BACKGROUND  IN  AN  UNUSUAL  DEEP  ROSE  COLOR. 

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IS  BUT  ONE  OF  THE  MANY 
CHOICE  PIECES  IN  OUR  COLLEC 
TION    OF    AUTHENTIC    OLD    RUGS 

^Antiques . . .  Period  reproductions 

FURNITURE  ...   RUGS  ...   TEXTILES   ...  TAPESTRIES 

LACQUERS  ...  PAINTINGS  ...  OBJETS  d'aRT  ...  LAMPS  ...  CHINA 

GLASS  . . .  SILVER  . . .  PEWTER  . . .  JADES  . . .  JEWELRY 


Giyiiffl|DS 


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sail  monthly  from 
san  francisco  via 
panama  canal  to  the 

mediterranean 


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a  38-day  cruise  for  three  hundred  dollars 

libera  line 

(general  steamship  corp.,  agents) 

has  moved  into  luxurious  new  offices 

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35 


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Miss  Mary  Garden 

in  one  of  a  large  num- 
ber of  unsolicited  com- 
ments by  world  famous 
celebrities,  writes : 

"Why  live  elsewhere 
when  the  Ambassador, 

the  most  beautiful  hotel 
in  the  norld,  is  here!" 

■/ 

No  hotel  in  the   world 
offers  more  varied  at- 
tractions .  . .  superb  27- 
acre  Park,  with  minia- 
'^r)  ture  golt  course,  open- 
I  air   plunge   and    tennis 
^§3j? courts.  Riding,  hunting 
-$s||t  and  all  sports,  includ- 
ing     18-hole      Rancho 
Golf  Club  and  Archery 
Ranges.  Motion  picture 
theater   and   35    smart 
shops  within  the  hotel. 
Famous  Cocoanut 
Grove  for  dancing 
nightly. 


li'rite  for  Chefs  Cook  Book 
of  California  Recipes 

BEN  L.  FRANK 
Manager 


iieor^p  M.Hyde 

INCORPORATED 

Interior  furnishings 
for  the  Santa  Barbara 

Court  House 

! 

! 

Studios 

1366  Sutter  Street 
Fairmont  Hotel  Lobby 

Xow  II  tan  lt«-  ToI«l 

( "niit inued  from  i>:il'<-  1 1 

through  a  hack-country  section  "I  cot- 
ton fields  one  day,  his  car  ran  dry  near  a 
negro  cabin.  An  old  negro  mammy  was 
washing  clothes  in  the  yard 

Alter  he  had  stopped  Ins  car.  the 
traveler  observed  lor  the  lirst  time  a 
large  cross  that  stood  on  the  other  side  ol 
the  road  It  was  spattered  with  what 
appeared  to  he  hlood. 

"Yassah.  de  Ku-Kluxes  dey  come 
and  got  my  old  man  last  night,"  the  old 
woman  told  him  "Dev  heat  him  most 
to  death   He  in  de  horspital  now." 

"That's  too  had,  returned  the  Cali- 
fornian  sympathetically,  "\\  hat  do  you 
think  of  the  Ku  Klux  Klan,  mammy?" 

"Lawsy,  hoss."  she  replied  "I'se  done 
learned  yeahs  ago,  nevah  to  trust  a  man 
under  a  sheet  " 

Our  Book  Reviewer,  Beth  Wendel, 
has  been  so  busy  writing  this 
month,  that  she  hasn't  found  time  to 
read. 

She  vaguely  admits  that  she  is  work- 
ing on  a  musical  revue,  hut  will  give  no 
details,  for  the  present  It  seems  to  he  a 
case  of  Now  It  Can't  Be  Told 

With  an  Oriental  reaction  to 
beauty  we  find  that  T.  Z  Shiota, 
whose  shop  contains  some  ot  the  love- 
liest things  brought  to  San  Francisco 
from  the  Orient,  uses  an  unusual,  poeti- 
cally worded  "thank  you"  in  acknowl- 
edging his  receipts  The  lines,  written  bv 
Sara  Bard  Field,  are  as  follows; 

"On  the  winding  River  of  Time  Man 
sets  forth  his  dreams  in  many  forms  like 
gallant  ships  headed  for  Eternity.  These 
Dreams  are  his  own  Soul  wrought  into 
Sound  and  Color  and  Form,  We  call 
them  Art 

"The  worship  of  Art  by  a  People  is 
the  gentle  wind  which  wafts  these  little 
crafts  onward  toward  the  unknown 
Generations. 

"Thank  you  for  your  remittance 
which  we  feel  is  an  evidence  of  your 
devotion  to  Art  which  we,  too,  are 
privileged  to  serve." 

For  the  first  time  in  the  Galerie 
Beaux  Arts  Loan  Exhibition,  open- 
ing March  to,  San  Francisco  is  given  a 
chance  to  see  the  paintings  and  sculpture 
of  the  modern  period  in  the  private  col- 
lections ot  prominent  local  patrons 
Originals  by  the  French  painters  from 
Cezanne  to  Picasso  .  .  paintings  bv 
Georgie  O'keefe  and  Roerich  sculp- 
ture by  Chana  Orloff  and  Gaudier- 
Bredska  These  are  to  be  shown  to  the 
general  public  which  lor  a  long  time  has 
judged  these  artists  by  hearsay,  repro 
ductions  or  minor  works.  At  last  San 
Francisco  is  to  form  its  own  opinion. 
first  hand  land  only  slightly  over 
shadowed  by  the  awe  ol  the  names  of 

Continued  on  i-:ik:<-  10 


For  those  who 

live   on   a   normal 
sensible  basis  .  .  . 

The  beauty  of  the  Hotel 
Lexington  .  .  .  the  luxury 
of  its  modern  appointments 
.  .  .  the  distinguished 
qualify  of  its  French  cuisine 
.  .  .  are  available  at  such 
moderate  rates  that  many 
guests  who  come  for  a  day 
or  a  week  are  staying 
permanently. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 

333SB 


Each  with  private  hath  (rub  and  show  er) 

circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
341   rooms  with  double  beds, 

1  person  ..... 
These  same  341  rooms  for  two 

persons    ... 
229  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
231  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
Transient  or  permanent  accommodations 


$4 

$5 
$6 
$7 


Club  breakfast     .     .     .     75c 

Special  luncheon     .     .  $1.00 

Table  d'hote  dinner    .  52.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

HOTEL 
LEXINGTON 

LEXINGTON  AVE.  at  48th  ST.      NEW  YORK  CITY 

rronU  Gregson,  Mgr.  Phone  MURray  Hill  7401 

Direction  of  American  Hotels  Corporation 
J.  Leslie  Kincaid,  President 


36 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


RUDY  SEIGER  didn't  want  to  be 
interviewed — oh,  he  was  nice 
enough  about  it  .  .  .  promised  to  see 
me  .  .  .  promised  to  talk  to  me  and  all 
that.  But  the  appointment  was  put  off 
from  time  to  time  —  something  seemed 
wrong  with  each  proposed  meeting. 

At  last  the  date  was  set  for  lunch  time 
when  he  promised  to  talk  between  num- 
bers of  the  program  at  the  Fairmont  .  .  . 
Promised — and  intended  to  keep  that 
promise,  being  most  generous  —  but 
somehow  an  hour  went  by  and  there  was 
no  more  interview  than  a  nod  or  two 
from  the  music  stand  where  he  was  di- 
recting the  orchestra  and  a  nervous  word 
or  two  sandwiched  in  between  his  greet- 
ings to  friends  at  various  luncheon  tables. 
His  intentions  could  not  wholly  over- 
come his  modesty  —  you  could  see  that 
he  hated  talking  about  himself. 

But  in  that  hour  of  waiting  he  told  as 
much  about  himself  as  though  he  had 
been  talking  steadily  —  perhaps  more. 
His  absorption  in  the  music  he  played, 
his  comradship  with  his  musicians,  his 
great  love  for  the  audience,  all  of  whom 
he  counted  friends. 

Sitting  in  the  regal  dining  room  of  the 
Fairmont,  looking  now  and  again  out 
the  window,  past  the  fluttering  pennant 
of  the  University  Club  to  the  business 
towers  of  the  Russ,  the  Hunter-Dulin 
and  the  new  Shell  building,  symbols  of 
the  city  at  the  foot  of  Nob  Hill  —  then 
turning  back  to  the  people  at  luncheon, 
watching  the  friendly  reserve  that  iso- 
lated each  table  with  the  dignity  of  priv- 
acy while  sharing  the  warmth  of  mutual 
enjoyment — there,  I  saw  the  secret  of 
Rudy  Seiger's  twenty-three  years  of 
happy  leadership  of  the  Fairmont  or- 
chestra. I  saw  not  the  city  of  today  and 
the  people  then  in  the  room  —  rather,  I 
saw  San  Francisco  and  the  people  who 
have  loved  it  as  they  demanded  of  it  the 
most  life  has  to  offer.  I  saw  not  an  or- 
chestra leader  playing  now  a  popular 
melody,  now  a  theme  from  the  classics, 
now  a  ballad  popular  in  the  past — rather, 
I  saw  Rudy  Seiger,  a  man  who  loves  peo- 
ple and  life,  a  musician  so  emotionally 
flexible  that  he  can  be  sentimental  in  the 
current  idiom,  interpretative  with  the 
theme  of  musical  significance  and  equally 
flippant  with  the  amusing  tunes  of  for- 
mer days. 

TWENTY-THREE  years  is  a  long 
time  to  hold  one  position  —  and  a 
person  of  Seiger's  temperament  would 


never  have  done  so  had  he  not  thought 
San  Francisco  the  most  wonderful  place 
in  the  world  and  Nob  Hill  the  finest 
location  of  all. 

Rudy  Seiger  tells  of  the  time  when  as 
a  young  boy  he  looked  up  the  hill  toward 
the   Fairmont   then   being   built   and 


Rudy  Seiger 

dreamed  of  a  splendid  orchestra  in  that 
great  hotel.  He  was  a  very  young  violin- 
ist then  but  he  hoped  and  planned  some 
day  to  be  the  leader  of  that  orchestra. 

As  a  young  musician,  Seiger  played  in 
various  orchestras  throughout  the  city — 
at  the  old  opera  house  on  Mission  Street 
and  other  places  of  "before  the  fire" 
fame.  It  was  in  1907,  when  the  city  was 
shaking  herself  free  from  the  ashes  of 
the  catastrophe  and  girding  herself  for 
the  glories  still  to  come,  that  Rudy  Seiger 
was  first  invited  to  lead  the  Fairmont 
Hotel  orchestra. 

What  days  those  were!  Days  of  the 
colorful  parties  of  the  Sharons,  the  Hills 
and  the  Newlands!  Days  of  the  Green- 
way  cotillions,  held  in  the  Fairmont  fol- 
lowing the  fire! 

With  his  violin  tucked  under  his  chin, 
Rudy  Seiger  led  the  gaiety — the  themes 
of  his  orchestra  directed  the  mood  of 
each  gathering.  From  his  stand  he 
watched  people  come  and  go — saw  tra- 
gedies and  comedies  and  crucial  mo- 
ments forced  into  life  itself.  And  as  peo- 
ple drifted  through  the  hotel — some  for 
a  day,  some  for  a  season,  others  for  the 
duration    of    their    life — Rudy    Seiger 


looked  on  .  .  .  looked  on  and  played 
.  .  .  now  gay  .  .  .  now  sad  .  .  .  but 
each  time  with  fresh  illusion  for  these 
were  his  friends,  these  people  who  came 
and  went  through  the  hallways  of  the 
aristocratic  hotel. 

FRIENDS,  too,  were  the  members  of 
his  orchestra.  Now  he  looks  back 
at  the  musicians  who  had  their  start 
under  his  direction — at  those  who  left 
his  orchestra  to  rise  to  recognition. 

He  smiles  when  he  talks  of  Paul 
Whiteman.  He  recalls  the  day  when  he 
took  the  young  musician  aside  and  urged 
him  to  more  serious  work. 

Musicians  have  gone  from  the  Fair- 
mont orchestra  to  positions  in  some  of 
the  finest  orchestras  of  the  country.  De 
Gomez  is  the  first  'cellist  in  the  Cleveland 
Symphony — and  he  is  but  one  of  "Rudy 
Seiger's  men"  to  attain  distinction. 

Today  the  orchestra  is  almost  a  "league 
of  nations" — it  includes  a  Russian,  a  Bo- 
hemian, a  German  and  a  Scotchman — 
just  try  to  guess  which  is  which! 

Is  it  the  high  handed  pianist  with  his 
precise  movements  who  is  Scotch — or  is 
it  the  dark  haired  'cellist  who  wears  elab- 
orate socks  and  clings  lovingly  to  his 
instrument  between  numbers?  Surely  it 
couldn't  be  the  ruddy  cheeked  white 
haired  player  of  the  bass  viol,  he  whose 
face  beams  excitedly  whenever  his  favor- 
ite compositions  are  played — but,  again, 
it  might  be  the  second  violinist  who  in- 
tensifies his  playing  by  twining  his  toes 
around  the  legs  of  his  chair  whenever 
the  composition  is  somewhat  emotional. 
However  the  nationalities  may  be  dis- 
tributed, the  orchestra  is  united  in  its 
allegiance  to  Rudy  Seiger. 

Rudy  Seiger  never  makes  out  a  pro- 
gram for  his  concerts  unless  compelled 
to  by  necessity. 

"I  play  to  my  audience,"  he  says,  "and 
how  can  I  know  what  it  will  be  before- 
hand? If  I  had  my  way,  I  would  always 
have  a  load  of  music  on  the  piano  and 
play  from  it  as  the  mood  of  the  moment 
suggests." 

So  Rudy  Seiger  plays  at  the  Fairmont 
day  in  and  day  out — one  of  the  busiest 
men  in  the  city — for  he  plays  in  the 
dining  room,  he  gives  concerts  in  the 
lobby,  he  broadcasts  over  radio  and  he 
still  finds  time  to  compose  music  and 
rearrange  themes  for  his  orchestra. 
Years  slip  by  without  notice  for  Rudy 
Seiger  lives  ever  in  the  present  and  in 
the  happiness  of  those  to  whom  he  plays. 


MARCH,  1930 


37 


AS  St  EN 
BV  HER 


It  may  have  been  che  February  warm 
spell,  hue  whatever  it  was,  the 
Spring  season  is  being  forced  this  vcar. 
tor  noc  only  arc  the  score  windows  a  riot 
or  Spring  enticements,  but  even  the 
baker  is  ahead  ol  himsell  with  hoc  cross 
buns  on  Washington's  birthday 

St\  les  are  something  to  become  senti- 
mencal  abouc — even  the  most  mannish 
ol  the  tailored  suits  at  the  Knox  Shop 
have  borrowed  a  feminine  Hare,  and  the 
linen  blouses  are  meticulous  in  detail. 
The  new  knitted  suics  are  also  modified 
into  simple  lines  ol  special  lure. 

Knitted  outfits  are  indispensable,  for 
chev  come  out  of  the  suit  case  without  a 
wrinkle  and  are  so  comfortable  A 
sleeveless  dress  of  Chanel  stripe,  belted 
in  at  the  waist  line,  sported  two  shades 
of  mustard  separated  with  a  fine  black 
line  A  knitted  mustard  sweacer  coat 
made  this  most  desirable  —and  a  black 
bercc  did  the  finishing  trick. 


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On  the  other  excreme  are  the  witt- 
ingly feminine  Sundav  night  frocks  at 
che  Cicv  of  Paris,  slender  sheaths  of 
black  chiffon,  tinted  lace  in  the  blurred 
pastel  tones — attributed  to  Marie 
Laurencin  Slender  silken  chings  chat 
give  che  "six-toot  height"  and  an  air  of 
languor  difficult  for  the  tennis-pla\  ing 
hoyden  of  last  year ! 

The  metamorphosis  demanded  by 
fashion  involves  a  change  of  complexion 
as  well  as  manners,  the  last  vestages  of 
1929  sun-tan  must  yield  to  facials  and 
bleaches — and  hair  that  gloried  in  its 
brevicv  must  now  lie  in  flattering  con 
tour.  Albert  of  the  Palace  Salon  is  re- 
ceiving special  praise  for  his  individually 
modeled  permanent  waves  Albert  uses 
che  Eugene  sachets  that  make  it  possible 
to  control  the  wave  which  is  steamed 
into  your  hair  The  result  is  natural — 
and  effective 

It  may  be  a  tip  from  the  beauty  salons, 
where  they  report  an  epidemic  of  wrinkles 
ushered  in  by  the  off-the-face  hats,  but 
whatever  it  is,  brims  on  hats  are  im- 
portant this  season.  DuBarry  is  showing 
particularly  winsome  models  in  the  new 
Panalyak  consistent  with  the  afternoon 
frock  Here  are  brims  under  which  one 
can  practice  the  coquetry  suggested  by 
the  new  mode. 

If  the  new  long  skirts  are  welcome 
innovations  to  the  woman,  to  the 
voung  girls  they  are  a  revelacion — for 
che  present  younger  generation  has  never 
had  a  chance  to  dress  up  in  "mother's 
long  dress  "  She  now  feels  the  swish  of 
skirts  about  her  ankles  for  the  first  time 
in  her  own  right  The  new  "Missteen" 
shop  opening  at  O'Connor  c*  Moffatt's, 


caters  solely  to  the  young  thing  of  high 
school  or  college  age  Sight  of  che  semi 
sophisticated  frocks  long  enough  to  seem 
grown  up  vet  girlish  in  detail  and  line, 
recall  ones  own  adolescent  yearnings 
when  the  world  of  fashion  made  few 
overtures  to  youth.  At  O'Connor  & 
Moffatt's  I  also  saw  some  of  the  most 
attractive  dressmaker  suics  of  this  sea- 
son. Navy  blue  in  novelty  wool  main- 
tains an  air  of  simplicity,  although  the 
finger-tip  coats  mav  ripple  into  a  peplum 
and  che  skirts  may  indulge  in  a  Hare 

The  cweed  suits  I  saw  at  the  White 
House  depend  more  on  the  color  and  the 
fabric  itself  and  less  on  the  elaborated 
line  Now  and  again  they  use  a  touch  of 
Hat  fur — but  always  with  restraint. 
They  truly  seem  a  refuge  for  the  practi- 
cally minded  woman. 

The  increased  importance  of  suics  has 
brought  from  France  the  exquisite 
blouses  of  handkerchief  linen  at  1.  Mag- 
nin's — feminine  in  detail — adroit  tucks 

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— ingenuous  hem-stitching — and  all  by 
hand !  Here  too,  I  found  debonair  print 
frocks — irresistible.  Quaint  patterns  of 
tiny  fruits  and  flowers  on  dark  back- 
grounds They  have  a  pert  and  saucy  air 
and  affirm  that  half  a  sleeve  is  better 
than  none 

Chiffons!  Mon  Dieu1  What  chiffons! 
Designs  of  big  splotchy  flowers  intri- 
cately placed  to  bestow  grace  even  on 
the  porcelain  cat,  while  others  of  the 
misty  material  have  motifs  that  end 
nowhere  and  everywhere 

One  could  never  go  wrong  acquiring 
those  shown  at  the  White  House 

Solid  color  in  chiffon  seems  estab- 
lished as  dinner  and  dance  frocks  and  I 
believe  no  other  material  so  enhances 
feminine  charms.  A  fascinating  and  be- 
witching white  evening  gown  had  a 
billowy  skirt  containing  yards  and  yards 
of  material.  While  the  model  was  in 
motion  her  floating  draperies  reminded 
me  of  a  lacy  cumulus  cloud,  but  the 
thought  also  arose  unbidding  of  Salome 
and  I  realized  that  she  was  a  mere  novice 
at  revealing  This  may  have  twenty 
yards  of  material  but  diaphanous!  My 
word !  The  lady  who  purchases  this  im- 
port should  know  her  lingerie.  With  not 
the  vestage  of  adornment  it  was  ex- 
quisitely lovely  because  of  the  material 
and  the  thought  of  the  designer. 

The  real  event  of  the  past  month  was 
the  opening  of  Ransohoffs  The 
two  modern  floors  and  the  dignified 
French  room  are  exquisite  in  detail  and 
show  above  all  the  triumph  of  perfect 
taste.  The  entire  store  is  as  smartly 
groomed  as  the  women  it  serves.  Atten- 
tion to  accessories  is  particularly  notice- 
able in  the  new  Galliera  jewelry  copied 
from  that  in  the  Musee  of  the  Duchess 
Galliera  in  Paris.  It  is  shown  in  colorful 
pins  and  clasps — but  not  content  to  let 
it  be  isolated,  the  handbag  department, 
nearby,  features  fabric  bags  in  Galliera 
designs  and  colors.  This  same  consistency 
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He — But,  dearest,  if  you  get 
this  new  furniture  what 
are  we  going  to  do  with 
all  the  old? 

She  — Oh,  Harry,  won't  you 
ever  learn  that  when 
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is  no  longer  needed, 
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match. 

With  all  the  variation  in  the  seasons' 
styles,  nowhere  is  imagination  given  as 
Iree  reign  as  in  costumes  lor  che  leisure 
hours  From  the  brocaded  pajamas  suits 
ol  the  Orient  shown  by  Miss  Clayes  to 
the  voluminous  skirted  pajamas  modeled 
by  mannequins  in  1  Magnin's  color, 
mood  and  Fabric  know  lew  restraints 

An  ensemble  oi  beige  chiffon  that 
A.  m.  any  ol  us  would  buy  it  Wally  Wall- 
street  had  been  more  agreeable  was 
again  so  simple  1  had  suspicions.  Any- 
thing good  looking  and  very  simple — 
Scop!  Look'  Listen1  The  price  is  always 
back  breaking 

An  architect  must  have  had  a  hand  in 
designing  this  for  some  one  had  to  know 
his  geometrical  lines  They  begin  at  the 
neckline  following  the  form  in  gradu- 
ally ending  gores  only  to  run  their  course 
to  the  floor  in  a  swirling  skirt.  The 
whole  story  of  the  outfit  ended  with  a 
short  gored  cape  fitted  slick  over  the 
shoulders  and  bordered  with  gorgeous 
beige  fox.  When  the  young  slangy  bud 
exclaimed  "Can  you  tie  that?"  I  almost 
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There  seems  to  be  no  authentic  authority 
on  which  is  what.  Sport  garment  is  a 
term  for  any  dress  for  general  use.  I  wish 
it  meant  just  what  the  word  does,  but 
who  cares?  Each  season  they  grow  more 
intriguing  and  the  materials  combina- 
tions make  you  seethe  at  what  a  dumb 
Dora  you've  been  never  to  have  thought 
it  out  tor  yourself. 

An  outstanding  sport  affair  this  season 
is  a  tuck-in  blouse  or  a  hectic  red  and 
yellow  silk  plaid  with  tarn  of  the  same. 
It  is  completed  with  a  gored  skirt  ot 
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We  welcome  the  crowds  that 
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the  owners)  of  such  artists  as  Matisse, 
Redon,  Marie  Laurencin,  Gauguin, Van 
Gogh,  Pusey,  Utrillo,  Derain,  Andre 
Zonault,  De  Muth  and  Bourdelle. 

The  New  Columbia 

The  old  Orpheum  closed  with  tear- 
ful ceremony  a  year  ago — its 
rejuvenated  shell  opens  March  tenth  as 
the  new  Columbia  What  a  metamor- 
phosis' Thanks  to  Ralph  Pinkus,  the 
comfortable  gaudiness  of  tormer  days 
has  been  modernized  according  to  the 
current  theatrical  grandeur  Further- 
more, Alfred  Herter,  whose  murals 
at  the  St.  Francis  are  so  widely  known, 
has  painted  mural  panels  as  the  central 
motifs  for  the  decorations  Madge 
Kennedy  will  open  the  house,  playing 
the  lead  in  A  A.  Milne's  "The  Perfect 
Alibi'' — Altogether  it  looks  as  though 
there  were  to  be  a  new  lease  on  life 
for  the  old  house.  May  her  future 
activities  give  the  new  generation  as 
grateful  memories  as  former  events  gave 
the  older  one ! 

Fray\kness  vs.  Gaucherie 

We  were  not  aware  that  the  cele- 
brated Oscar  Wilde  had  ever 
visited  San  Francisco.  But  it  seems,  ac- 
cording to  a  story  which  we  have  re- 
cently uncovered,  that  he  did  make  a 
visit  to  the  city  sometime  in  the  seven- 

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ties  or  eighties.  And,  il  we  arc  to  believe 
die-  surviving  reports  ol  this  visit,  social 
leaders  and  captains  ol    industry   vied 

with  one  another  to  entertain  Wilde, 
who  was  haughtily  contemptuous  of  all 

Americans  and  was  inclined  to  view 
Western  society  as  nothing  more  than  a 
colony  ol  overly  ambitious  plutocrats 

Among  the  few  invitations  outside  ol 
this  circle  that  Wilde  was  prevailed  upon 
to  accept  was  that  ol  one  ol  the  Big  Four 
of  railroad  building  lame  I  his  gentle- 
man invited  the  Britisher  and  a  local 
journalist  to  inspect  his  sumptuous  Noh 
Hill  mansion,  to  see  his  collection  ol 
paintings  .wd  to  partake  of  his  finest 
vintages 

The  proud  and  honored  nabob  spent 
hours  showing  his  guests  the  wonders  of 
his  great  home  and  still  other  hours  in 
his  art  gallery.  He  gloated  upon  his 
every  possession.  The  price  of  each  can- 
vas or  piece  of  statuary,  where  or  how 
he  had  outwitted  some  rival  to  obtain 
it  were  gone  into  with  minute  detail. 
Wilde  listened  and  endured  without 
comment.  The  thoughts  of  his  journalist 
companion  were  wholly  occupied  with  a 
bullet  luncheon  spread  in  the  library. 

Finally,  the  last  details  were  given  on 
the  last  painting.  The  local  journalist 
licked  his  lips  expectantly  The  host 
paused,  then  asked  Wilde  for  his  opinion 
of  his  art  gallery  and  its  paintings. 
"Well,"  replied  the  Britisher  in  his  best 
and  most  irritating  drawl,  "you  have 
two  canvases  here  that  are  fairly  good. 
Yes,  fairly  good.  The  rest?  Well,  the 
most  that  can  be  said  for  them  is  that 
thev  are  expensive." 

The  railroad  king  was  temporarily 
stunned  and  speechless.  Quickly,  how- 
ever, he  collected  his  faculties  and  with- 
out further  ceremony  ushered  his  guests 
from  the  house  and  slammed  the  door 
upon  them. 

Continued  on  next  page 


MONDAY  M&*  10 

The  Perfect  Plauhouxe 


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for  different  personalities,  so 
there  ore  eyeglasses  for  each 
occasion. ..a  particular  style 
for  sports  wear...  a  different 
sort  for  the  street  costume 
...for  the  afternoon  bridge... 
and  the  more  formal  lor- 
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42 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


After 
a  trip  on 
the  Malolo 


Ambassador  John  North  Willys 


ivrote : 


"For  several  years  I  had  read  the  alluring  advertisements 
about  Hawaii,  and  friends  had  told  me  of  this  delightful 
country.  Mrs.  Willys  and  I  were  delighted  with  our  sojourn 
there  and  regretted  being  unable  to  remain  longer. 

"The  accommodations  at  the  Royal  Hawaiian  Hotel  left  noth- 
ing to  be  desired,  and  the  ride  on  the  'Malolo,'  both  going  and 
returning,  was  most  enjoyable." 


The  recently  appointed  ambassador  to  Poland  received  the  same 
accommodations  that  are  available  to  you,  the  year  around,  on  board 
the  hospitable  Matson  boats. 

The  luxurious  Malolo  makes  a  special  Spring  Cruise  to  Hawaii,  April  5 
to  21.  At  that  time  the  Spring  Festival  and  Water  Carnival  will  be  at 
its  height  in  Honolulu  and  all  the  islands  will  be  at  their  loveliest.  The 
cruise  includes  side  trips  and  special  entertainment.  Reservations  as 
low  as  $353.50. 


MATSCN    LINE 

25  steamers  ....  fastest  service 

HAWAII  .  .  SOUTH  SEAS  .  .  .  AUSTRALIA 

SAN  FRANCISCO  215  Market  Street  DAvenport  2300 


LOS  ANGELES 


r23  W.  Seventh  Street 


VAndike  8101 


Let  It  Rain! 

Patter  .  .  patter  .  .  .  patter,  the  rain 
beats  down.  Big,  glistening  drops 
spatter  the  window  panes.  Gray  clouds. 
Gray,  thundering  ocean.  Grav,  dreary 
Cliff  House.  Gray  gulls,  wet-winged, 
circle  a  dismal  sky. 

On  past  Sutro  Park  where  winter  trees 
bend  to  the  shrilling  wind.  The  last 
Chrysanthemums  and  Christmas  berries 
bow  to  the  storm  demon's  will.  Soft, 
damp  leaves  swirl  through  the  glassy 
streets. 

On  down  Geary  street.  Frisky  dogs 
yelp  and  bark  Wet,  smelly  dogs,  spat- 
tered with  mud.  They  like  the  rain 

"Looks  like  we're  in  for  wet  weather," 
the  milkman  shouts 

"Some  rain,"  answers  the  bromidic 
postman 

And  laughing  girls  coming  home 
from  school  run  across  the  street.  Laugh- 
ing girls,  bright-eved.  with  wet,  glisten- 
ing faces,  and  gay  slickers  to  cheet  the 
chilly  daw 

Across  Fillmore  street  and  through  the 
Japanese  section.  Trolley  cars  clang  a 
warning.  Horns  honk,  brakes  squeak, 
and  autos  skid  on  the  wet  asphalt. 

Rain  and  more  rain!  Clean,  whole- 
some rain  that  drenches  parched  land 
and  flesh,  clears  the  brain  and  heart, 
catches  the  tears  and  disappointments 
and  sweeps  them  onward  to  the  sea. 

Flickering  lights  trace  strange  figures 
on  apartment  house  windows.  Reflec- 
tions from  the  log  tires  burning  inside. 
Perhaps,  the  tinkle  ot  glasses,  or  the 
pleasant  clatter  of  tea  cups,  and  the  fra- 
grant scent  of  tcast  and  marmalade. 

Further  down  town.  The  gray  St. 
Francis  .  .  grayer  in  the  rain.  Empty 
benches  in  Union  Square,  today.  Only  a 
few  poor  unfortunates  seeking  shelter 
under  the  trees  Will  the  rain  drive  away 
their  weariness  and  fatigue,  and  give 
them  a  new  lease  on  lite1 

The  street  lights  are  turned  on.  De- 
partment store  clerks  are  hurrying  to 
their  homes  Shiny,  clumsy  galoshes; 
shinv,  silky  slickers  And  umbrellas  Red, 
green,  blue,  purple,  black,  brown  .  .  . 
hundreds  ot  umbrellas' 

On  down  Market  street  past  the 
Southern  Pacific  Building  Commuters 
run  tor  the  boat  Fruit  and  florist  stands 
are  empty,  wet,  and  bespattered  with 
mud.  Dirty,  tagged  newsboys  push  the 
evening  paper  in  vour  face. 

Patter  .  pattet  .  .  patter,  the  rain 
beats  down  Big,  glistening  drops  spatter 
the  window  panes  Gray  streets  Gray 
clouds.  Gray  ferry  boats  lost  in  a  grayer 
bay.  Gray,  dismal  Ferry  Building  Gray 
gulls,  wet- winged,  circle  a  dismal  sky. 


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THE 
VIOLENCE 
OF  THE  CITY 


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•  •••there's  respite 
for  you  in  the 
garden   of   the   sun 

Here  at  this  tranquil  oasis  on  the  desert 
rim,  off  the  beaten  track,  yau  may  escape 
from  the  clangor  of  the  metropolis,  and 
know  the  meaning  of  complete  relaxa- 
tion. Office  doldrums,  frayed  nerves  and 
depressed  spirits  .  .  .  dispelled!  Palm 
Springs  .  .  .  Sunshine!  Nature's  benison 
to  the  wan  and  weary*  Amid  the  glories 
of  this  bit  of  Egypt  rises  the  tower  of  El 
Mirador. .  .  America's  exquisite  caravan- 
serai .  .  .  impeccably  modern,  yet  having 
withal  that  touch  of  old  fashioned  wes- 
tern hospitality  that  has  endeared  it  to 
distinguished  guests  from  the  world  over. 
*  At  El  Mirador  they  understand  and 
practise  gracious  entertainment.  Your 
days  may  be  complete  with  the  rhythm 
of  gaiety  or  the  sweetness  of  leisure. 
The  nights  are  reserved  for  your  profound 
repose  *  Cuisine  that  revitalizes  dormant 
appetites.. Individual,  painstaking  service. 
You've  planned  to  someday  visit  Palm 
Springs  .  .  .  Make  that  "someday,"  now. 


DIRECTION    OF    MR.    WARREN    B.    PINNEY 


1     . 
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ei  mirador  hotel 

PALM      SPRINGS 

CALIFORNIA 


THE  LEISURE,  THE  RESTFUL 
SOLITUDE  -YES,  AND  THE 
GAIETY   OF    PALM    SPRINGS 


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Those  dresses  you  hear  called  familiarly  by  name  or  by 
number  in  the  smart  world  .  .  .  the  dresses  which  are  the 
masterpieces  of  the  hunts  couturiers  of  Paris  .  .  .  the  dresses 
emphasized  by  fashion  authorities  .  .  these  compose  the 
collection  of  replicas  presented  this  Spring ...  as  they  fittingly 
should  be  .  .  .  by  the  City  of  Paris,  the  San  Francisco  store 
built  on  three  generations  of  French  tradition. 

Replicas  of  fashions  by: 
A  rdanse  ■Celong 

Mo/)  mux  A 1  a  reel  Rocbas 

Martial  et  Armand 

CITY  OF  PARIS...  STYLE  SHOPS  ...  THIRD  FLOOR 


Presenting  the  Spring  collection  of 

FRENCH 
REPLICAS 


I/IT 


MA  DIJON 


EW  YORK 


THE  MADISON  HOTEL  AND 
RESTAURANT  HAS  WON  THE 
HIGHEST  PRAISE  FROM  THOSE 
WHO  KNOW.  IT  IS  MODERATE 
IN  SIZE,  »  »  BEAUTIFULLY 
FURNISHED  »  AND  HAS  A 
UNIQUE  REPUTATION  FOR  THE 
EXCELLENCE  OF  ITS  CUISINE. 


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VAN  NESS  AT  O'FARRELL,  SAN  FRANCISCO 


SOMETIME  when  you  are  biting  the 
end  of  your  pencil  over  planning 
menus  for  two,  think  for  a  minute  of  the 
business  of  superintending  meals  and 
service  for  from  fifteen  hundred  to  three 
thousand    people    each    day  —  besides 


supervising  decorations  and  details  for 
ten  or  twelve  parties  where  anywhere 
from  six  to  six  hundred  guests  may  be 
invited. 

Quite  a  job,  you  say — yes,  quite  a  job! 
And  it  kept  Anton  Mentlik,  catering 
manager  of  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins, 
fairly  busy — but  not  so  busy  that  he  did 
not  smile  and  say  "yes"  when  George  D. 
Smith  asked  him  to  be  managing  caterer 
of  the  Fairmont  Hotel  also.  Now  Ment- 
lik controls  the  activities  of  fourteen 
"captains,"  one  hundred  and  thirty-five 
waiters,  numerous  bus  boys  and  an  army 
of  cocks  generated  by  two  chefs — and 
supervises  the  serving  of  from  three  to 
five  thousand  meals  each  day  in  the  two 
Nob  Hill  Hotels. 

Mentlik  is  not  an  impressive  person 
— in  fact,  he  is  very  approachable,  the 
kind  that  would  give  ear  equally  to  a 
bridge  luncheon  hostess  and  to  the  wor- 
ried head  of  a  committee  arranging  for 


a  banquet.  He  has  a  genius  for  detail 
and  refuses  to  be  flurried  by  unexpected 
situations.  He  is  less  disturbed  by  a  last- 
minute  party  reservation  than  the  aver- 
age woman  is  by  the  unexpected  arrival 
of  husbands  college  chum.  He  has  per- 
fected a  system  to  take  care  of  emergen- 
cies, so  instead  of  being  flurried  he  just 
presses  the  button  for  the  proper  person 
to  set  the  proper  wheels  going.  To  him 
there  is  no  emergency — just  a  change  in 
routine. 

Oi  course,  a  large  part  of  his  confi- 
dence is  built  on  the  cooperation  of  his 


"captains."  There  are  seven  in  each 
hotel  and  it  is  to  them  that  he  turns  to 
have  his  orders  carried  out,  to  them  and 
to  the  chefs  who  rule  supreme  in  the 
huge  kitchens. 

MENTLIK"S  original  organization 
has  been  built  up  within  the  past 
three  years  as  the  popularity  of  the 
Mark  Hopkins  grew  and  people  flocked 
there  to  dine  and  dance.  Like  others  at 
the  Hotel,  he  has  worked  with  true  hos- 
pitality first  in  mind,  so  that  guests 
should  feel  a  true  considerateness  back 
of  the  actual  service. 

Often  in  the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel 
fifteen  hundred  guests  sit  down  to  eat  at 
one  meal.  Peacock  Court,  Fountain 
Court,  the  Hall  of  the  Dons  and  the 
various  private  dining  rooms  all  may  be 


occupied  at  one  time.  At  such  times, 
imagine  the  infinite  detail  that  must  be 
carrie  dout  to  give  each  guest  the  service 
one  would  offer  a  friend  at  home. 

At  individual  parties  there  are  special 
dishes  to  serve,  special  table  decorations, 
corsages  and  favors.  Everything  must 
be  ready  for  the  one  small  group  as 
though  there  were  no  one  else  in  the 
hotel  asking  service.  And  all  is  gladly 
given  under  Mentlik's  direction.  Com- 
panies of  waiters,  bus  boys  and  cooks 
move  to  and  from  the  various  dining 
rooms  through  the  back  corridors,  their 
efforts  unseen  by  guests  except  when  the 
steaming  food  is  served  with  all  the 
attendant  appointments. 

Anton  Mentlik  is  a  Hungarian  by 
birth  but  he  has  been  in  San  Francisco 
so  long  that  this  is  "home'  to  him.  He 
has  climbed  to  his  present  position  by 
means  of  efficient  service  in  leading 
hotels  in  Hungary,  England  and  France 


as  well  as  America.  Most  of  his  experi- 
ence in  this  country  has  been  in  the 
larger  hotels  and  dining  rooms  of  San 
Francisco,  for  once  he  visited  here  he 
has  not  been  content  to  live  elsewhere. 
At  the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel,  Mentlik 
works  hand  in  glove  with  Joseph  Meyer, 
the  chef  whose  delicious  cooking  has 
been  one  of  the  special  factors  in  build- 
ing up  the  popularity  of  the  compara- 
tively new  hotel. 

JOSEPH  MEYER  is  an  Alsatian, 
round  of  face  and  good-natured. 
He  came  to  the  Mark  Hopkins  when  it 
opened,  after  fourteen  years  as  chef  for 
the  St.  Francis.  Just  to  look  at  him  you 
know  he  loves  fine  food — but  no  chef  of 
a  large  hotel  like  the  Aristocrats  of  Nob 
Hill  can  live  out  the  popular  conception 
of  a  chef  (as  being  someone  who  spends 
his  days  with  head  in  the  clouds  dream- 
ng  of  some  new  combination  of  flavors) . 
With  about  fifty-four  people  under  his 
direct  supervision,  the  chef  has  no  small 
number  of  administrative  duties  to  per- 
form. 

But  this  pressure  of  executive  work  is 
not  allowed  to  absorb  all  of  Joseph 
Meyer's  time.  He  still  has  his  special- 
ties to  which  he  alone  puts  the  finishing 
touches.    Next  time  you  are  in  Peacock 


Jl/VrV^^ 


Court  order  the  balked  oysters  Marl^  Hop- 
kins and  as  you  taste  the  blend  of  flavor 
you  will  know  that  it  is  a  creation  of 
Meyer  himself.  Other  of  the  chef's 
favorite  dishes  are  Faerisses  gourmet, 
calavo  salad  Marl(  Hopkins,  sweetbreads 
royal,  and  the  high  life  salad.  These  are 
but  a  few  of  the  mouth-watering  dishes 
prepared  under  the  direction  of  this 
famous  chef. 

More  and  more  people  are  turning 
to  the  perfected  organizations  of  the 
two  hotels  surmounting  Nob  Hill  for 
private  dining  or  for  special  entertain- 
ing. It  is  so  simple  to  turn  your  perplexi- 
ties of  what  and  how  over  to  Anton 
Mentlik  to  whom  your  worries  are  but 
incidents  in  a  well-ordered  day. 


V/HERE 
TO 


THE  STAGE 

Geary:    At  last — Ring  Lardner's  and  George 

S.  Kaufman's  "June  Moon." 
Curran:    Noel  Madison  in  the  English  play, 

"Rope's  End." 
Alcazar:    Violet  Heming  in  "Let  Us  Be  Gay." 
President:    Frank  Craven  in  "Salt  Water,"  no 

taffey. 


THE  SCREEN 

Orpheum:  "Ladies  of  Leisure."  Something 
about  a  woman's  soul  being  redeemed. 
Three  cheers  for  our  side. 

Golden  Gate:  "Murder  on  the  Roof,"  with 
Raymond  Hatton,  Dorothy  Revier,  Said  to 
chill  the  spine  to  a  pleasant  degree. 

Embassy:  Arliss  again  in  "The  Green  God- 
dess." 

Davies:    "Song  of  the  West." 

California:  Following  "Puttin'  on  the  Ritz," 
"The  Light  of  the  Western  Stars"  with 
Mary  Brian,  Richard  Arlen. 

Paramount:  (nee  Granada).  Ruth  Chatter- 
ton  and  Frederic  March  in  "Sarah  and 
Son." 

Fox:  The  Gaynor-Farrell  team  in  "High  So- 
ciety Blues." 

Loew's  Warfield:  Basil  Rathbone  as  Philo 
Vance  solves  "The  Bishop  Murder  Case." 

ART 

Gumps:  Bessie  Lasky  until  the  end  of  the 
week;  water  colors  by  W.  S.  Bagdadtopoulos 
(an  Englishman,  for  heaven's  sake),  of 
scenes  in  East  India. 

Beaux  Arts:  Water  colors  by  Helen  Forbes, 
sculptor's  drawings  by  Jacques  Schnier  until 
April    11th.     Drawings  by   Mestrovic  until 


April  5th.   Following:    Oils  and  water  colors 

by  Otis  Oldfield. 
Paul   Elder:     Water   color   copies  of   Navajo 

Indian    sand    paintings    by    Laura    Adams 

Armour. 
Loretta  Ellen  Brady:    French  etchings  of  Paris 

nooks  and  crannies. 
California   Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor: 

Landscapes  by  Eugene  Neuhaus. 
Women's  City  Club:    Decorative  Arts  Exhibi- 
tion April  18th  to  May  4th. 
East  West  Gallery:    European  and  American 

travel  posters. 

MUSIC 

April    1:    "Pro  Musica,"  Fairmont  Hotel  8:30. 

April   2:   John  W.  Sterne,  lecture,  8:30. 

April  3:  Dorothy  Crawford,  monoloquist, 
8:30. 

April   3:    Stradivarius  Quartet,  8:15. 

April   3:    Father  Hubbard  S.  J.  lecture. 

April   4:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  3:00. 

April   5:   Santa  Clara  Mission  Play,   8:30. 

April   6:    Santa  Clara  Mission  Play,  2:30. 

April   6:    San  Francisco  Symphony,  2:45. 

April   6:    Stradivarius    Quartet,    3:00. 

April  8:  Fashion  Festival,  Curran  Theatre, 
2:30. 

April   8:    Richard  Haliburton,   lecture,   8:30. 

April    10:   Aline   Greenwood,   lecture,    11:30. 

April    10:    Father  Hubbard,   lecture,   8:30. 

April  10:  Claire  Dux,  soprano,  8:30. 

April  10:  Stradivarius  Quartet,  8:15. 

April  11:  Lucille  Gordon  Players  Community 
Playhouse,  8:30. 

April  11:  San  Francisco  Symphony  Last  Fri- 
day Concert,  3:00. 


April  12:  Lucille  Gordon  Players  Community 
Playhouse,   2:30. 

April  12:  Lucille  Gordon  Players  Community 
Playhouse,   8:30. 

April  13:  San  Francisco  Symphony  Last  Sun- 
day Concert,  2:45. 

April  13:   Stradivarius  Quartet,   3:00. 

April  15:  Farewell  Concert  last  time  with  Al- 
fred Hertz  conducting  San  Francisco  Sym- 
phony— Yehudi   Menuhin,    8:30. 

April  22:  Abas  String  Quartet. 


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DINING  AND  DANCING 

St.  Francis:    If  you  like  a  crowd. 

The  Fairmont:  Spring  comes  into  its  own  on 
the  Terrace. 

The  Palace:  One  of  the  accepted  places  to 
spend  an  evening. 

Mark  Hopkins:  The  Peacock  Court.  Hob- 
nobbing with  the  Reigning  Dynasty  on  Nob 
Hill. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:   Charm,  intimacy,  quiet. 

The  Silver  Slipper:  The  whoopee  place,  to  all 
appearances. 

Coppa's:  Historically  connected  with  the  well- 
known  Bohemia. 

Russian  Tea  Room:  A  reputation  for  savory, 
unusual  food. 

The  Courtyard:  The  place  for  a  sunny  day. 

Solari's:    The   old   head-and-shoulders-above 

gag- 
Post  Street  Cafeteria:  Convenient,  quick,  good 
food — and  spring  atmosphere. 

The  Magnolia:  The  best  Spanish  food  in 
town. 

Russell's:  One  of  the  best — and  new. 

Belle  de  Graf:  Oh!  What  pies — from  fresh 
frozen  berries — you  can  take  one  home. 


ESTABLISHED  1852 


SHREVE  bi  COMPANY 


JEWELERS  and  SILVERSMITHS 


Post  Street  at  Grant  Avenue 


San  Francisco 


a 


CONTENTS 

april  IfKIO 

Cover  Design  by  Van  Dell  sen 

I  il-.cr  Walter,  photograph  by 

Dorothea  Langi 8 

The  (Irusadcm,  story  l»y  Alvin  Pelton     -  9 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 11 

Cartoon  by  Claire  Jones    -      -      -      -      -  11 

Cartoon  hy  Hilton 12 

Cartoon  by  Hugh  Johnson      -      -      -      -  13 

In  Defense  of  Extremists,  article  by 

Emerson  Koote 14 

Drift,  verse  by  Whiltier  W.  Wellman     -    14 

D.  11.  Lawrenee,  photograph  by 

Edward  Weston 15 

Port  of  San  Francisco,  painting  by 

Rinaldo  Cuneo 16 

Solder  Hires  a  Carriage,  a  story  by 

Elizabeth  Leslie  li -      -      -      -      -    17 

Zoe  Battu,  photograph  by  Helene 

Sturdivant 18 

Journalistic  Dvnamite,  artiele  bv 

Zoe  A.  Battu 19 

Henri  Matisse,  drawings  and 

self-portrait 20 

Spotlight,  comment  bv  Charles 

Caldwell  Dobie    - 21 

The  Book  Doctor,  by  A.  Grove  Day  -      -   22 

Random  Impressions  of  a  Dryad,  by 

J.  Paget-Fredericks 23 

Mrs.  Michel  Weill,  etching  bv 

Max  Pollak 24 

The  Reigning  Dynasty 25 

The  White  Card,  by  Ned  Hilton  -      -      -   26 

Going  West  to  the  East,  notes  by 

Dr.  Aurelia  Reinhardt 28 

Boats  and  Boating,  bv  Norman  A. 

Harris 30 

As  Seen  bv  Her  --------   3o 


SAX   VI?  AN  CISC  AX 


JOSEPH  DYER.  Editor  &  Publisher 


!!■■»<  mi  Mason,  Associate  Editor 


Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Joseph  Henderson 
Kathryn  Hulme 
Ned  Hilton 


Contributing  Editors 
Raymond  Armsby 
Mollie  Merrick 
Carey  McWilliams 
Beth  Wcndcl 


Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  Editor 


Idwal  Jones 

I   l>  .i  William* 
George  Douglas 
Marrella  Burke 


vol.  IV 


no.  4 


The  San  Franciscan  is  published  monthly  by  The 
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Francisco,  Calif.,  under  the  act  of  March  3.  1879. 
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Robert  Hunt.  Editor  of  Poetry 


Dorothea  Lange 


Edgar  Walter 


A  sculptor  whose  work  is  included  in  the  collections  of  the  Metropolitan  Museum 
in  New  York,  Edgar  Walter  is  also  prominent  as  an  instructor  in  the  California 
School  of  Fine  Arts  and  as  the  personality  behind  many  art  movements  in  San 
Francisco.  He  has  recently  served  as  artist  advisor  for  the  new  Ransohoff  building, 
where  he  set  a  new  standard  for  cooperation  between  creative  artist  and  builder. 


SAM  IlLiNCISG.tK 


The  Crusaders 


.  . .  Introducing  Characters  in  a  Proposed  Novel  of  Uncertain  Intent 

by  ALVIN  PELTON 


Acoupla  regular  guys  were  stagger- 
nig  up  Powell  street  It  was  about 
tour  in  the  morning  They  were  carrying 
a  tremendous  burden  of  rope 

One  was  shore,  broad  shouldered, 
wore  a  dark  topcoat  and  had  an  extra- 
ordinarily large,  yellow  mustache  He 
was  popularly  known  as  Count  Schmaltz  - 
hausen.  His  companion  was  perhaps 
forty-five — an  English  expatriate,  who 
had  for  some  twenty  years  made  San 
Francisco  his  home.  He  wore  a  monocle 
and  was  quite  tall.  His  sleek  bare  head 
gleamed  like  patent  leather  In  the  world 
of  his  own  selection,  he  was  known  as 
just  plain  Skipper  Jim.  but  when  the 
Count  was  feeling  right  nasty,  he  very 
stiltedly  called  him  something  else  .  .  . 
and  without  even  smiling  -but  thev  do 
say  it  wearies  the  Count  to  smile. 

"Better  take  a  sea-going  hack,  Skip- 
per," suggested  the  Count,  lapsing  into 
the  old  San  Francisco  custom  of  calling  a 
cab  anything  but  j list  plain  cab. 

"1  love  the  morning  air,"  hiccoughed 
the  tall  one 

"But  it's  a  long  way!"  groaned  Count 
Schmaltzhausen. 

"I'm  a  poet!"  loftily  continued  the 
Skipper. 

"I'm  gonna  take  a  hack,"  exclaimed 
the  Count,  unable  to  discriminate  be- 
tween the  rope  and  his  mustache 

"Very  well  .  .  I'll  meet  you  out 
there."  said  the  Skipper,  indifferently . 
"All  poets  love  to  stroll  .  .  and  think 
of  the  soul." 

"We  gotta  stick  together.  An'  besides 
it's  bad  to  let  people  see  us  goin'  out 
there  with  all  this  rope,"  insisted  the 
Count. 

"You're  quite  dramatic  .  but  drama 
has  had  its  day  .       and  I'm  a  poet  1 

care  nothing  lor  the  conventions  ol  the 
bourgeoisie     If  it   pleases  me   to  carry 


rope,  I  shall  carry  rope  .  .  .  no  matter 
how  ridiculous  it  may  appear  to  the  in- 
nocent bystanders;  God  love  'em'" 

"But  think  of  what  we're  gonna  do! 
Think  ot  the  consequences  it  lotsa 
people  see  us  going  out  there!"  cau- 
tioned the  Count,  staggering  and  nearly 
losing  grip  on  his  burden  of  huge,  yellow 
rope. 

"Why  look  so  typically  Schmaltz- 
hausen7 Bless  your  old  schnauzer  mug!" 

"I'm  not  wishing  you  any  hard  luck, 
but  I  hope  you  drop  your  window  pane. 
Say,  tell  me — master  mind :  when  is  a 
poet  not  a  poet?" 

"When  he's  sober  and  some  one  asks 
what  time  it  is." 

"What  time  is  it?" 

T.u;y  walked  up  a  hill  and  down  a 
hill,  and  then  walked  up  a  hill  and 
down  a  hill  .  .  .  et  cetera.  Just  before 
dawn,  they  were  within  sight  ol  their 
destination.  Nearly  exhausted,  they 
stood  at  the  toot  ot  a  crooked  road  that 
zig  zagged  up  the  treacherous  side  of  a 
hill,  atop  ot  which  was  an  object  re- 
sembling a  tiny  Russian  temple.  Their 
gaze  was  lixed  upon  a  wooden  cross 
planted  high  on  in  immense  boulder, 
near  the  side  ot  the  oddly  constructed 
house 

"Well,  that's  it1" 

"Yeah,  that's  it,  all  right'  But  how 
we  gonna  get  it  down?" 

"It  takes  lots  of  rope!  Lots  of  rope!" 

"Right!  Lotsa  rope !" 

They  sat  down  on  their  vast  supply  ol 
rope 

"Who  lives  in  the  coy  house?" 

"Goofey  people 
( roofey? ' 

"Onlv  goofey  people  live  in  a  house 
like  that  Look  at  the  pineapples  all  ova 
it 


"Those  are  supposed  to  he  minarets! 
But  you're  right,  they  do  look  like  in- 
verted pineapples,"  remarked  the  Skip- 
per, adjusting  his  monocle,  "Damned  if 
it  doesn't  make  me  hungry!" 

"Well,  we  gotta  do  it  before  people 
get  up,  don't  we?" 

"You're  sure  they're  goofey  people'" 

"Oh,  quite  sure!  They're  freaks!" 

"Did  they  put  up  that  thing?" 

"They  put  it  up  all  right  .  .  .  only 
goofey  people  would  disgrace  the  city  ol 
San  Francisco  like  that." 

"Right!  Well,  let's  go!"  shouted  the 
Skipper,  leaping  to  his  unsteady  feet. 

"For  San  Francisco!"  exclaimed  the 
Count,  getting  to  his  teet,  staggering 
until  steadied  by  his  tall  companion. 

"My  pal!" 

"For  San  Francisco!" 

"For  San  Francisco!"  thev  shouted  in 
unison  as  they  carried  the  burden  of  yel- 
low rope  up  the  zig-zag  road 

Half  way  up  the  hillside,  the  young 
man  stopped 

"Now,  what's  wrong,  Schmaltz- 
hausen1" 

"There's  a  light  in  the  toy  house!" 

"What  of  it?" 

"Maybe  they're  up  alread)  ?" 

"Come  on!  For  San  Francisco!" 

"For  San  Francisco1" 

They  tip  toed  into  the  vard  and  slupp- 
slopped  across  the  muddv  lawn  There 
was  a  light  in  the  topmost  room  ol  the 
strange  house  The  view  ol  the^Golden 
Gate  entranced  the  poet  skipper 

"Hey,  come  on  .  get  goin1 !"  hissed 
the  Count 

"I'm  a  poet !"  hiccoughed  the  Skipper. 

"You're  a  drunk!"  muttered  Schmaltz- 
hausen "What'd  you  drag  me  up  here 
for1  I  coulda  been  on  my  yacht,  sleepin' 
all  this  time  Now,  I  an  sec  you're  not 
goin"  through  with  it." 


10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


"You  mean,  your  scow!" 
' ' I  gctta  scow,  too !  Say,  wanta  see  my 
scow,  tonight1" 

Give  me  that  rope!" 
"You're  already  holdin'  it!" 
"Give  me  that  rope,  I  sav!" 
"Where  ya   gonna   put  it?  On   your 
monocle'" 


'Give  me  the  rope,  1  tell  you 


i" 


"I  can  t 
waist." 

"That's  right 
around  my  waist 


got  mine  t 


ied  ' 


round  my 


I   got  mine  tied 

that's  right  .   .   . 


Now :    One !    Two !    Three !    Fcr    ian 
Francisco!" 

"Frisco!" 

"Not  'Frisco!  San  Francisco!" 

"One!  Two!  Three!  For  San  Fran- 
cisco!" 

They  lassoed  the  cress. 
Wasn't  that  a  darb7  I  learned  to  do 
that  in  Australia!"  exclaimed  the  Skip- 
per, adjusting  his  monocle  and  studying 
the  neatly  placed  noose. 

"That's  nothin'  ,  .  .  I  didn't  have  to 
learn  ...  I  was  naturally  born  with  a 
rope  in  my  hand,"  said  Schmaltzhausen. 

"An'  maybe  you'll  die  with  a  rope 
'round  your  neck!" 

"All  ready?" 

"Ready!" 

"For  San  Francisco!" 

"Frisco!" 

"Not  Frisco!  San  Francisco!" 

"For  San  Francisco!" 

"Right!  Pull!" 

"Here  we  go!  Here  we  go!" 

They  pulled  and  tugged  away,  but  the 
cross  remained  rigid  .  .  .  black  against 
the  dull  grey  sky. 


The  face  of  a  beautiful  young  woman 
appeared  at  a  small  window  in  one 
ot  the  turrets  of  the  house.  She  watched 
the  men  without  expressing  by  any  out- 
ward sign  what  may  have  been  develop- 
ing within  her  mind,  and  one  would 
hardly  think  that  a  face  so  immobile  had 
appeared  on  thousands  of  motion  pic- 
ture screens,  throughout  the  land.  She 
was  as  inhuman  as  the  camera  itself. 
Her  dainty  nose  was  flattened  against  the 
window  pane,  as  though  she  were  a  wax 
model  that  had  toppled  from  its  pedes- 
tal. There  she  stood,  lifeless,  expression- 
less, emotionless,  and  yet  as  beautiful  as 
a  rare,  exotic  flower  touched  with  gold- 
leaf  .  .  .  there  she  stood,  for  nearly  ten 
minutes,  and  then  she  disappeared  just 
as  a  wax  model  sometimes  is  taken  from 
a  shop  window 

The  men  continued  to  pull  and  tug  at 
the  ropes,  but  did  no  damage  to  the 
rigid,  black  cross  Falling  and  stumbling 
on  the  muddy  lawn,  they  soon  were 
transformed  into  the  strange  creatures 
sometim.es  mistaken  for  Lon  Chaney.  by 
the  children. 

Suddenly  they  tell  into  trancelike  posi- 


tions. There — standing  in  the  doorway 
was  perhaps  one  of  the  loveliest,  if  not 
the  loveliest,  conglomeration  of  femi- 
nine curves,  they  had  ever  seen  .  .  .  even 
reflected  in  a  green  bottle  She  was  in 
flimsy  morning  flimsies  and  the  curves  of 
her  alluring  figure  were  revealed  by  the 
light  streaming  from  the  open  doorway. 
She  was  inviting  them  to  her  doorstep. 
Her  gestures  and  mannerisms  were 
mechanical,  inhuman  and  unnatural  .  .  . 
in  fact  she  acted  like  a  wax  model  com- 
ing to  life  in  O'Connor  and  Moffat's 
display  window,  and  then  subsiding  into 
still-life  between  gestures. 


3  "•'"        =F£LTObS 

"Won't  you  gentlemen  please  come 
in7"  Her  voice  had  the  pure,  clear  reso- 
nance of  a  perfectly  recorded  Talking 
Picture  Queen,  and  one  could  tell  by  her 
ease  and  perfect  enunciation,  she  had  per- 
haps already  completed  her  correspon- 
dence course  in  Oxford  English 

"Wha  .  .  .  what  .  .  .  what  the  hell!" 
chorused  the  two  Lon  Chaneys. 

The  Skipper  untied  his  rope  and  ran  to 
her,  skipping  and  skating  across  the  slip- 
pery glass  veranda.  He  removed  his 
muddy  overcoat  and  entered  the  house 
with  her.  The  door  closed,  before  he 
could  read  the  Russian  Communist  pos- 
ter .  .  but  he  was  quite  sure  it  stated  the 
building  was  condemned. 

"Why  the  hell  didn't  I  keep  that  pen- 
knife, my  little  niece  gave  me?  They 
always  give  presents  you  don't  need  and 
you  throw  'em  away,  or  give  'em  to 
some  pal,  an'  then  all  of  a  sudden  comes 
a  time  when  you  need  em  .  .  Then 
look  where  ya  are  !"  muttered  the  Count, 
in  long,  Dreiserian  paragraphs. 

Tae  Skipper  called  tor  help,  yet  his 
cry  was  not  really  bloodcurdling  .  .  . 
it  just  seemed  that  way  Fighting  in  true 
Zane  Grey  style,  Count  Schmaltzhausen 
fought  with  the  rope  He  remembered 
the  Salvation  Army  slogan  .  .  .  Yuh 
might  be  down  .  young  man  .  .  .  but 
yer  not  out!  Bethinking  him  ot  his  last 


trip  to  the  Bercovich  Cigar  Store  on 
Powell  and  O'Farrell  streets,  the  Count 
thought  of  his  cigarette  lighter  and  held 
its  flame  under  the  rope,  burning  the 
strands.  At  the  moment  he  freed  him- 
self, and  was  smothering  the  flaming 
rope,  the  beautiful  young  woman  again 
came  to  the  door  and  once  again  invited 
him  into  the  house  .  .  .  the  true,  San 
Francisco  hospitality 

"I'll  fight  'em  off  single  handed!" 
muttered  the  Count,  thinking  of  thir- 
teen hundred  novels  by  Earl  Derr  Big- 
gers,  Rex  Beach,  Harold  Bell  Wright 
and  one  by  Arthur  Hemingway,  as 
charged  by  the  young  woman  The  rope 
swung  like  a  monkey's  tail  from  his 
muddy  coat  waist  They  walked  into  the 
drawing  room,  before  he  could  translate 
the  Russian  warning  posted  on  the 
entrance,  but  he  was  quite  sure  it  said 
just  what  he  had  been  thinking  all  along. 

"Where's  my  pal?" 

"In  that  room  ."  She  pointed  to  a 
heavy,  bronze  door 

"What's  he  doin'  in  there?" 

"He's  all  right  .  .  .  don't  you  worry!" 

"He's  not  all  right!  I  heard  him  call 
for  help!  What  you  doin'  to  him?  Got  a 
gang  in  there?"  The  Count  had  read 
some  gangster  stories  by  Arthur  Slavens 
McNutt,  Ben  Hecht,  Charles  Mac- 
Arthur,  and  had  actually  met  Charles 
Caldwell  Dobie  in  person,  and  so  he 
knew  something  about  gangs  and  gang 
methods.  He  had  meant  to  say:  what's 
yer  racket?  .  .  .  but  he  thought  that  was 
not  quite  subtle  enough  for  the  fragile 
blonde. 

"I  assure  you  he's  all  right!" 

It  pleased  the  Count  to  hear  her  cor- 
roborate his  estimate  of  her  character  .  .  . 
henceforth  he  would  think  of  various 
omnivorous  reading  he  had  done  in  the 
Tunnel  Library  on  Stockton  street — 
Eleanor  Wylie,  Carl  Van  Vechten, 
Gertrude  Stein,  and  maybe  Edna  St. 
Vincent  Millay,  if  not  D.  H.  Lawrence. 

"I'm  goin'  in  there  and  find  out!" 
stormed  the  Count,  unable  to  stem  the 
tide  of  raw  Western  emotions  ebbing 
and  ripping  through  his  red  blood. 

"One  can't  be  subtle  in  a  situation  like 
this!"  he  reflected. 

"Please  do!"  she  said  very  sweetly. 

The  young  man  rushed  at  the  bronze 
door  and  tried  to  break  it  open  with 
his  broad  shoulders,  just  like  Jack  Holt 
or  Richard  Dix  .  .  .  maybe  Tom  Mix 
.  .  .  however,  he  recoiled  in  pain  .  .  that 
is  the  part  they  usually  cut  out  of  the 
picture. 

"Why  don't  you  open  the  door  prop- 
erly1" asked  the  voung  woman. 

"Huh?" 

She  turned  the  glass  knob  and  the  door 
swung  open.  He  looked  at  the  remains 
of  the  breakfast  at  a  table  set  for  three, 
then  considered  the  empty  chairs  around 

Continued  on  page  33 


APRIL.  1930 


11 


\o\v  IT  can  im:  toiji 


T.ii  window  gazing  suckers  on  Mar 
kct    Street    who    arc    invariably 

touched  lor  loans  by  various  ol  the  men 
dicant   literati    .       .   The   horror  ol   a 
Chinatown  butcher-shop        Why  do  the 
novels  always  call  a  si nn  painter  "All" 
and  a  plumber  "Jerry"  The  motor- 

man   on   the   Valencia   Street   car   who 
sings  anas  Irom  "Louise"  Morning 

Jew  in  Golden  date  Park  The  new 

squash  caps  on  the  shotgun  squad  officers 
in  their  little  motorcycle  Insipid 

drug  store  cowboy  types  with  pomaded 
hair  singing  "Can't  We  Be  Friends"  .  .  . 
Why  do  orchestra  leaders  ol  the  Fox 
Theatre  tccl  it  their  duty  to  wisecrack 
.  .  .  The  screaming  ot  Civic  Center  sea- 
gulls .  .  .  Agitators  passing  out  propa- 
ganda pamphlets  in  Third  Street  Alleys 
.  Two  policemen  enter  Julius'  Castle 
and  emerge  two  hours  later  .  .  .  Ab- 
stracted idlers  in  Union  Square  .  .  .  And 
to£our  joy  ot  think- 
ing, love  in  a  studio 
apartment  is  much 
more  inspiring  than 
love  in  a  two  room 
pent-house.  .  .  .  Exit 
Aimee  McPhcrson  !  !  ! 

Through  intimate 
channels  the 
story  comes  to  us, 
that  a  certain  lady 
friend  ol  Ambrose 
Bierce  had  heard  that, 
itAwas_the  custom  ot 
members  ot  a  certain 
prominent  San  Fran 
Cisco  club  to  discuss 
their  amorous  intri- 
gues and  experiences, 
and,  in  general,  to 
compare  notes  on 
their  allairs  ol  the 
heart 

The  lady  was  hor- 
rified and  all  wrought 
up  at  the  idea.  1  he 
next  time  she  saw 
Bierce  she  questioned 
him,  as  whether  or 
not  he  had  ever 
brought  up  her  name 
to  dissection,  experi 
ment  and  observation 
ot  this  kind 

"My  dear,"  replied 
Bierce, solemnly, 
kindlv  and  gravely, 
"of  course  not  I  have 
never  been  able  to  get 
the  tloor 


l^^or  lor  the  tech- 
a.^1  nical  golfer,  but 
tor  the  casual  obser- 
ver   do    we    recount 


something  about  the  young  marvel  who 
has  astonished  the  golfing  world  by  his 
meteoric  career,  but  who  is  still  un- 
heralded outside  ol  golldom  due  to  the 
comparative  recentness  ol  his  appear 
ance 

Horton  Smith,  ol  Joplin,  Missouri, 
age  2i,  the  largest  money-maker  in  the 
golfing  world,  has  dctcated  every  pro 
tcssional  golfer  ol  note  this  side  of  the 
Atlantic.  He  emerged  unknown  from 
the  Ozark  Mountains  two  years  ago 
He  entered  the  ranks  of  professional 
goltdom,  and  during  that  time  has  held 
the  amazing  stroke  average  of  72,  lower 
than  any  "pro"  in  the  country.  Last  year 
he  collected  some  twenty  thousand  dol- 
lars in  cash  prizes,  the  largest  lump  sum 
being  the  Maimi  La  Gorce  first  prize 
which  was  $5,000.00.  (Walter  Hagen's 
efforts  during  the  year  are  said  to  have 
netted  him  only  eighty  dollars1) 


—       ■ 


efiafcw^ww 


'/Voir,  if  Madame  will  lake  a  deep  breath.  I  trill  hook  it." 


He   is  said   to   have   started   out    by 
hopping  freights  as  a   method  ol   con 
veyance  to  many  ol  the  tournaments,  a 
story  often  connected  with  impecunious 
young  golfers. 

His  most  recent  achievement  was  the 
dele.u  ol  Bobbv  Jones  a  few  weeks  ago 
in  the  "Savannah  Open,"  by  the  close 
margin  ol  one  stroke.  Had  Jones  won, 
as  an  amateur  he  would  have  been  in- 
eligible to  receive  the  cash  prize,  which 
would  have  gone  to  Smith  anyway,  as 
the  pro  with  the  lowest  card  However, 
the  scalp  ol  Bobby  Jones  is  more  coveted 
than  any  cash  prize,  and  both  players 
outdid  themselves  during  the  match, 
breaking  the  course  record,  Jones  with  a 
65  and  Smith  with  a  66 — nine  and  eight 
under  par. 

Whether  Jones  has  met  his  equal 
remains  to  be  seen,  as  Smith  has  not  been 
in  the  field  long  enough  to  have  estab- 
lished position,  and  as 
yet  has  no  title  of  im- 
portance. The  United 
States  Golf  Associa- 
tion has  recently  pass- 
ed a  ruling  which 
provides  that  if  a 
golfer  retires  from 
professional  ranks  tor 
three  years  (provid- 
ing he  has  not  played 
professionally  for 
more  than  five  years) 
he  may  apply  tor  rein 
statement  as  an 
"Amateur  "  Should 
Horton  Smith  choose 
to  take  advantage  of 
this  ruling  he  will,  ol 
course,  be  eligible  tor 
amateur  matches,  and 
it  would  be  difficult 
to  name  a  more  likely 
successor  to  the 
throne  which  Bobby 
Jones  still  holds  as  the 
world's  greatest 
gollcr 

As   an    individual, 
Smith  is  a  clean-L 
ing,  tall,  blonde  chap. 
with  a   likeable   per 
sonality    As  a  goiter 
he    is    noted    tor    his 
extraordinary   ac 
-V  curacy   on   the    putt 

\ \  ing   ere e n ,   and   is 

)f\  very    long    from  the 

tee  San  Franciscans 
will  have  the  oppor 
tunity  ol  seeing  him 
in  action  in  the  "San 
1  r  .1  n  Cisco  Op  e  n 
Match  Play,"  which 
is  being  sponsored  by 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


mmmm  i  ii  mBmmBm 
Beaux  Arts  Policeman:    (Pointing  to  the  Cezanne)  Nothin'  like  a  bit  of  green  to  pick  you  up! 


APRIL,  1930 


13 


the  San  Francisco  Junior  Chamber  ol 
Commerce  1'hc  purse  is  $7,500.00 
There  will  undoubtedly  be  main-  veteran 
"pros"  competing,  in  fact  it  will  be  one 
ol  die  neatest  golfing  events  ever  held 
in  S.m  Francisco 

At  a  Sunday  luncheon,  given  in 
L  honor  ol  the  Coolidges,  while  they 
were  recently  visiting  in  Los  Angeles, 
the  honorable  Calvin  was  seated  nexe 
co  a  woman  who  did  her  best  to  enter- 
tain him  and,  it  possible,  to  draw  him 
into  free  conversation. 

She  met  with  neither  cooperation,  nor 
success,  ic  being  strictly  against  the 
Coolidgian  policy  to  utter  unwarranted 
words,  unless,  ot  course,  tor  magazine 
purposes  and  suitable  compensation 
After  two  or  three  unsuccessful  and  dis- 
couraging attempts,  she  bethought  her- 
self ot  a  point  that  seemed  to  offer  ideal 
possibilities  tor  engaging  the  ex-presi- 
dent in  conversation.  There  ensued  a 
dialogue  about  as  follows: 

Guest:  "You  and  Mrs  Coolidge  at- 
tended  Divine  Service  this  morning?" 

Mr.  Coolidge:  "Yes." 

Guest:  "Did  you  enjoy  the  sermon?" 

Mr.  Coolidge:  "Yes." 

Guest :  "What  did  the  minister  talk 
about1" 

Mr.  Coolidge:  "Sin!" 

Guest:  "How  interesting,  what  did 
he  say  about  sin?" 

Mr.  Coolidge:  "He's  against  it." 

A  San  Franciscan  sportsman  who 
recently  returned  trom  a  hunting 
trip  in  the  tall  timbered  section  ot  Cali- 
fornia tells  yarns  just  as  tall  regarding 
his  experiences  with  the  primitive  folk 
ot  the  region.  Among  other  things  he 
recounts  that  he  lost  a  pocket  mirror 
along  a  rustic  trail.  He  was  looking  for 
it  when  he  saw  a  lank  mountaineer  pick 
it  up. 

The  man  studied  it  closely    "Well," 
he  said  finally  as  he  looked  in  the  mirror 
"If  it  ain't  my  old  pap    1  never  knowed 
he  had  his  pitcher  took 

It  was  several  days  later  that  the  man 
heard  the  rest  of  the  story.  The  moun- 
taineer took  the  mirror  home  and  stole 
into  the  attic  to  hide  it  But  his  actions 
didn't  escape  the  notice  of  his  suspicious 
wile.  That  night  while  he  slept  she 
slipped  up  to  the  attic  and  found  the 
mirror. 

"Hum-um."  she  said,  looking  into  it 
"So  that's  the  old  hag  he's  been  chasm'." 

T.ii  angels  m  heaven  get  water  blis- 
ters on  their  fingers  and  cease  to 
strum  their  celestial  harps;  -the  rubber 
in  the  Turkish  Bach  has  lost  his  ego  and 
turned  lingerie  salesman,  but  Bernard 
Shaw  continues  to  impose  his  stilted 
views  upon  a  crass  and  eager  public 
Through     the     mouthpiece     of  I  razier 


Hunc,    die    genicor    ol    many    a    stilted 
theory  on  human  nature  has  bequeathed 
his  latest,  a  laudation  of  American  Pro 
hibition  to  the  readers  ol  Hearse's  Inter- 
national Cosmopolitan. 

In  the  article  labled  "Shaw's  Views 
on  Booze,"  the  versatile  George  Bernard 
points  out  that  America's  Prohibition  is 
a  wonderful  experiment  for  the  simple- 
reason  thac  America  has  gone  uncon- 
ventional and  actually  risked  unpopu- 
larity. And  to  Shaw,  with  his  galaxy  of 
true  Shaw  abstractions,  to  be  uncon- 
ventional is  the  quintessence  of  perfec- 
tion. 

Mr.  Hunt,  whom  we  can  scarcely 
blame  tor  the  sentiments  expressed  in 
this  article,  further  quotes  the  famed 
British  author  as  defining  drink  as  the 
"chloroform  to  the  poor  man  that  suffers 
him  to  endure  the  painful  operation  of 
living"  and  as  stating  that  "without  his 
Saturday  night  liquor  the  poor  man 
would  soon  grow  morose  and  his  wife 


"Do  you  think  Dnrtvin  UXU  right?" 
'"Say,  I  don't  even  believe  in  Lon 
Chaney  any  more." 


would  soon  beg,  him  to  scart  his  drink' 
ing  again."  But  alter  these  rather  ex- 
treme remarks,  the  gist  of  Mr.  Shaw's 
intentions  become  apparent  and  the 
mosc  casual  reader  is  able  to  understand 
his  hidden  motives  fur  with  the  intro- 
duction of  Shaw's  "love  in  a  cottage 
idea"  with  every  man  possessing  an 
abundancy  of  worldly  goods,  it  can  be 
easily  discerned  that  Shaw  merely  in- 
tends more  propaganda  lor  his  own 
Socialistic  theories  But  Shaw  is  Shaw, 
and  the  masters  cannot  be  desecrated,  so 
this  most  asinine  article  passes  un- 
censored  .  .  . 

F.jom  "The  Bostonian."  Many  have 
worshipped  Isadora  Duncan  but 
it  remained  lor  a  young  Boston  book- 
seller to  deify  her  In  a  window  of  the 
Barn  Booke  Shoppe,  flanked  by  Fra 
Angelico  angels  and  lighted  by  an  am- 
ber vigil-lamp,  stands  a  photograph  of 
the  graceful  pagan  holding  her  babe  in 
her  arms.  About  the  heads  of  Madonna 
Isadora  and  her  off-spring  gleam  golden 
halos  painted  there  by  the  loving  hands 
of  the  book-shop  proprietor  himself. 

San  Francisco,  by  way  of  being 
serious,  is  the  just  recipient  of  much 
favorable  comment  for  her  prudent 
treatment  ot  the  agitators  during  the 
recent  labor  uprising  in  this  city.  While 
the  police  ot  New  York  and  other  cities 
were  beating  back  the  parading  mobs 
with  violence  and  bloodshed,  San  Fran- 
cisco wisely  allowed  the  would-be  Com- 
munists to  parade  to  their  hearts'  content 
and  finally  to  terminate  their  march 
before  the  City  Hall 

Down  by  Yacht  Harbor,  folks  are 
still  talking  about  the  man  in  the 
rubber  suit  whose  familiar  cry  of:  "I 
am  going  in  the  watah!  I  am  going  in 
the  watah  in  my  rubbah  suit!" — echoes 
along  the  beach  on  Saturday  afternoons 
And  someday,  some  nice  man  with  a 
bow  and  arrow  will  get  an  inspiration 
when  he  sees  the  figure  in  the  inflated 
outfit  paddling  over  the  waxes 

One  of  San  Francisco's  enterprising 
minor  officials  ot  the  City  Hall 
was  sent  to  take  an  inventory  ot  the 
property  in  a  house  When  he  did  not 
return  for  three  hours,  his  superior  went 
alter  him,  and  found  him  asleep  on  a 
lounge  in  the  living  room  ot  the  house 
He  had  made  a  brave  effort  with  his 
inventory,  however,  lor  he  had  wntcen 
down:  'Living  room — one  table,  one 
sideboard,  one  full  bottle  whisky  Then 
the  "full"  had  been  crossed  out  and 
"half  lull"  substituted  Next  this  was 
overlmed.  and  "empty"  put  in  us  place 
At  the  bottom  of  the  page,  in  wobbly 
writing,  was  written  "One  revolving 
carpet 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


lit  Defense  of  Extremists 

.  .  .  Stating  the  Case  of  the  Moderate  Gentleman  vs.  the  Intense  One 

bv  EMERSON  FOOTE 


One  of  the  vagaries  of  every-day 
chinking  that  has  appeared  in  re- 
cent years  is  the  growing  disposition  oi 
many  talkers  and  writers  to  hold  in  com- 
parative disrepute  any  kind  or  an  ex- 
tremist Deriding  extremists  is  a  great 
pastime  To  he,  in  the  eyes  of  one's  fel- 
lows, a  first  class  obstacle  to  the  ad- 
vancement of  civilization  one  needs 
only  to  become  known  as  an  extremist 
— of  whatever  sort  Whether  an  ex- 
tremist on  religion,  prohibition,  politics 
or  even  golf,  whosoever  tails  in  this  un- 
popular category  is  generally  regarded  as 
a  sort  of  lunatic  whose  opinions  and 
views  are  to  be  taken  lightly.  The  intel- 
ligentsia, those  selected  ones  whose  bril- 
liance is  exceeded  only  by  their  sense  of 
being  bored,  have  branded  the  extremist 
as  a  stupid  menace  to  the  development 
of  a  truly  broadminded  and  intellectual 
society. 

But  luckily  for  the  progress  of  man- 
kind there  is  usually  little  connection 
between  the  transient  views  of  pseudo- 
sophisticated  thinkers  and  the  actual 
status  of  affairs.  The  issue  of  the  ex- 
tremist is  no  exception 

It  may  be  a  good  thing  that  every- 
body is  not  an  extremist,  just  as  it  is  a 
good  thing  that  everybody  is  not  born 
to  be  a  Napoleon  or  a  Lincoln  or  a 
Pasteur.  As  a  matter  of  fact  there  is  a 
very  close  relationship  between  extrem- 
ists and  great  men.  Not  all  extremists 
are  great  men,  by  any  means,  but  nearly 
all  great  men  are  extremists 

We  may  observe  that  the  word  ex- 
tremist, as  currently  used,  generally  ap- 
plies to  an  extreme  advocate  of  some 
moral  measure  One  who  is  extremely 
immoral  is  apt  to  be  regarded  as  broad- 
minded  and  liberal  But  anomalous  cur- 
rent interpretations  should  not  prevent 
us  from  considering  extremists  as  such. 

/^n  extremist  does  not  have  to  be  a 
Xm  mentally  stunted  bigot  An  ex- 
tremist is  one  who  is  firm  in  his  views 
on  certain  subjects,  who  believes  what 
he  believes  to  an  extreme  extent  and  is 
unremitting  in  the  carrying  out  of  his 
ideas  However,  critics  of  extremists 
need  not  claim  they  use  the  word  synony- 
mously with  intolerant  tanatic,  bigot, 
etc.  To  do  so,  of  course,  would  be  in- 
correct; but  their's  is  no  error  in  terms. 
Extreme  and  intense  devotion  to  any 
cause,  save  athletic,  is  just  about  as  un- 
popular in  most  college  circles,  for  ex- 
ample, as  sheer  bigotry  would  be  The 
up-to-the-minute  sophisticate  eschews 
all  such  things 


In  chis  day  when  moderate  people, 
conservative  thinkers,  broadminded  (so- 
called)  men  and  women  are  exalted  to 
hitherto  unenjoyed  heights,  it  is  well  to 
consider  who  has  put  civilization  where 
it  is — the  moderate  gentleman  or  the 
extremist 

Of  course,  moderate  gentlemen  are 
vitally  important  units  of  society.  Be- 
sides filling  the  jobs  or  clerical  workers, 
laborers  and  farmers  they  have  roles  of 
distinction  to  play  in  judiciary,  legisla- 

drift 

by  Whittier  W.  Wellman 

We  found  him  on  the  beach  at  Meg, 
Cone  raving  mad  from  loneliness 
When  all  the  village  died  of  plague, 
That  flamed  and  spread  from  his  caress. 

We  knew  him  as  a  tramp  of  sin, 
Insane  with  fear,  a  stupid  clod, 
With  creeping  poison  in  his  skin. 
And  yet,  the  niggers  thought  him  Cod! 

tive  and  many  other  fields  Everybody 
likes  the  calm  country  gentleman  But 
take  your  great  leaders  of  all  time,  those 
dynamic  personalities  that  have  forged 
the  destinies  of  the  world  What  were 
they — moderate  gentlemen  or  extrem- 
ists? 

Suppose  we  start  with  a  figure  belong- 
ing, relatively, to  our  own  times — Abra- 
ham Lincoln  Ah,  you  say,  a  beautiful 
example  of  calm,  tempered  judgment 
Undoubtedly;  an  extremist  is  not  ex- 
treme in  his  every  action.  He  is  usually 
extreme  chiefly  in  what  constitutes  his 
greatness  Did  Lincoln  mildly  teel  that 
the  slaves  of  the  United  States  should 
be  freed?  Rather,  he  willed  with  his 
whole  mighty  heart  that  slavery  be 
abolished.  For  him  there  was  no  com- 
promise with  the  evil.  He  would  not 
yield,  though  he  knew  remaining  ada- 
mant meant  the  splitting  of  his  coun- 
try Lincoln,  the  Great  Emancipator, 
accomplished  his  purpose;  and  he  ac- 
complished it  not  because  he  merely 
held  the  theory  that  slavery  was  wrong 
but  because  he  was  at  heart  a  rampant 
abolitionist — an  extremist  of  the  first 
water.  Consider  also  his  great  contempo- 
rary and  opponent,  Robert  E.  Lee.  What 
kind  of  an  extreme  believer  in  states' 
rights,  what  kind  of  a  Southern  patriot 
was  he  to  leave  his  post  at  the  United 
States  Military  Academy  to  lead  the 
Southern  armies  against  his  former  con- 
freres7 Lee,  clearly  an  extremist,   took 


his   place  with  the   world's   few   great 
generals. 

Going  on  back  through  the  centuries 
to  the  year  33  A.  D  we  come  to  the 
One  who,  whether  we  accept  Him  or 
not,  has  more  profoundly  affected  the 
world's  development  than  any  other 
character  in  history  How  would  our 
modern  sophisticates  classify  a  Man  so 
firm  in  His  convictions  that  He  delib- 
erately brought  upon  Himself  death  on 
the  Cross  rather  than  give  up  His  pur- 
pose in  life?  What  kind  of  a  radical  ex- 
tremist was  this  Man  who  wandered 
over  the  country  with  no  place  to  lay 
His  head,  enduring  heart-breaking  perse- 
cutions, for  the  sake  of  what  appeared 
to  be  a  hopelessly  idealistic  philosophy? 
Pontius  Pilate  is  a  good  example  of  a 
conservative,  moderate  gentleman;  and 
what  is  he,  with  all  his  regal  Roman 
robes,  in  comparison  to  the  Man  he 
turned  loose  to  the  bloodthirsty  rabble1 
The  only  reason  Pilate's  name  was  not 
long  ago  lost  in  the  dusty  ruins  of  Ro- 
man records  is  because  of  his  participa- 
tion in  the  affairs  of  Jesus  of  Nazareth — 
the  Transcendent  Extremist 

And  what  of  those  who  kept  alive 
through  dark  periods  of  history  this 
Christian  faith  The  martyrs  who  pre- 
ferred death  to  sacrificing  their  faith 
were  extremists  of  superlative  degree 
And  it  is  to  such  individuals  that  we 
owe  the  whole  of  the  Christian  Religion. 
But  for  extreme  believers,  ready  to  die 
for  their  cause,  Christianity  would  long 
ago  have  been  stamped  out  under  the 
heel  of  materialism 

The  realm  of  statesmanship  is  replete 
with  outstanding  extremists  Mus- 
solini is  a  good,  strictly  modern  example. 
Black-shirted  parades  and  Fascist  mass 
meetings  were  not  products  of  an  unper- 
turbed, moderate  mind  Whatever  we 
may  think  of  Mussolini  we  must  ac- 
knowledge that  he  has  carved  for  him- 
self a  niche  that  will  endure  long  after 
modernistic  liberals  have  faded  into 
oblivion. 

Single  out  any  really  great  man,  ana- 
lyze the  thing  for  which  he  is  noted  and 
see  if  he  has  not  been  an  extremist  about 
that  particular  thing.  Edison,  Rocke- 
feller, Burbank,  Ford,  Carrie  Chapman 
Catt  and  countless  other  great  Ameri- 
cans have  been  unyielding  extremists  in 
the  carrying  out  of  their  life's  work. 
With  definite  ideas  and  aims  in  life  they 
set  their  courses  and,  unaffected  by  pass- 
ing whims  and  notions,  continued  on 
their  way  until  what  once  were  idealistic 

Continued  on  page  40 


APRIL,  1930 


IS 


II.  II.  l..-i\\  r«'ii<-«' 


In  tribute  to  the  work  of  D.  II.  Lawrence  who  died  in  France  on  March  3,  we 
inilili-li  this  camera  portrait  of  him  made  by  Edward  Weston  in  192 1  when 
Lawrence  was  in  Mexico  gathering  material  for  "The  Plumed  Serpent."  one  tif 
hi.s  most  widely  known  novels. 


16 


THE   SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Port  of  San  Francisco 


This  view  of  the  waterfront,  as  seen  from  Telegraph  Hill,  is  one  of  a  group  of 
San  Francisco  paintings  by  Rinaldo  Cuneo  to  be  exhibited  in  Rome  this  Spring 
in  response  to  a  special  invitation  by  an  associate  of  Mussolini.  Cuneo,  a  native 
San  Franciscan,  leaves  for  Italy  this  month  to  be  present  at  the  showing  and  to 
paint  the  landscape  familiar  to  his  forefathers. 


APRIL,  19.10 


IT 


Solder  Hires  a  Carriage 

.  .  .  Anil   IVIU  »  Moi-v  4  loneerning  a  Ortain  I'arishui  Spring  Kvi'iiing 

by  ELIZABETH  LESLIE  ROOS 


Four  ol  UN  were  sitting  around  a  table 
on    the   Terrace    ol    Pierre's    little 
grogshop,  my  fellow  student  at  Julien's, 

a  Russian  whom  we  had  nicknamed 
Baba  and  two  little  "poules,"  models  at 
the  Academy,  dark  -  eyed  demoiselles 
from  southern  France 

It  was  a  Spring  evening,  about  twenty 
five  years  ago.  The  American  invasion 
ol  Montmartre  had  just  begun.  The 
tourists  in  earlier  years  had  contented 
themselves  with  a  visit  to  the  Moulin 
Rouge,  and  had  hurried  hack  to  sup  at 
Maxmes.  or  to  further  explore  the  Rive 
Gauche.  Now  thev  tarried  on  the  hill 
and  found  the  new  held  vastly  enter- 
taining 

The  people  ot  the  quarter  and  the 
students  retreated  to  the  tarcher  slopes  of 
Montmartre.  Here  the  view  was  lim- 
ited, but  so  were  the  prices.  We  had 
finished  our  simple  meal.  The  warm, 
solt  air,  the  scent  of  tresh  growing 
things,  made  us  think  of  our  childhood, 
ol  other  Springs  spent  at  home. 

Baba  in  bad  French  explained  to  us 
the  breaking  up  of  ice  on  the  Volga,  the 
torrents  of  rushing  water,  and  the  magic 
reawakening  ot  the  cold  earth  after  her 
long  shrouded  sleep  The  girls  spoke  of 
Spring  on  the  shores  of  the  Mediter- 
ranean, the  sea  aglitter  in  the  sun,  the 
fragrant  mimosa  and  the  banks  of  wood 
violets,  the  lure  of  the  roads,  like  white 
ribbons  stretching  over  the  country  side, 
not  yet  dusty  in  the  heat  of  summer  I 
told  them  of  California,  of  Monterey, 
the  roar  of  the  ocean,  the  sand  dunes, 
oaks  and  hillsides  covered  with  golden 
poppies,  the  grey  fogs  and  soft  melan- 
choly days. 

We  sat  silent  tor  a  few  minutes. 
"Come,"  I  said,  "who  can  be  sad  on 
such  a  night,  we  will  go  to  the  Bois  in 
search  of  Spring,  riding  in  the  swiftest 
fiacre  in  all  ot  Paris!" 

This  proposal  was  greeted  with  shouts 
ol  glee  Just  then  I  caught  sight  of  Solder 
in  the  bar  and  beckoned  him  to  join  us. 
He  came  forward  with  his  slow,  light 
step,  unusual  in  one  so  big  and  heavv 

"You  go  driving  in  the  Bois,  did  I 
hear  you  say?  .Allow  me  to  recommend 
my  friend,  Jean  Batiste,  such  a  coach- 
man, such  a  horse,  truly  if  you  go  with 
him  you  go  in  the  swiftest  fiacre  in  all 
Paris  "  He  stood  in  the  doorway,  cap  in 
hand,  with  one  foot  on  the  rung  of  a 
chair  he  had  drawn  toward  him  from  a 
nearby  table 

older  did  all  the  odd  plumbing  jobs 
of  the  quarter  He  had  no  other  home 
than  this  little  grogshop,  which  served 
him    as   office,    workroom    and    official 


residence.  When  in  need  of  a  plumber, 
one  went  to  fetch  him,  and  had  literallv 
to  drag  him  forth  On  the  rare  occasions 
when  he  was  engaged  elsewhere,  one  lett 
a  message  for  him  with  the  patron 
Solder  would  arrive  at  the  house  where 
his  services  were  required,  usually  hours 
late,  often  to  find  a  flood  which  might 
have  been  averted  had  he  come  in  time. 
Many  times  a  little  drunk,  he  was  always 
rc.ulv  with  glib  excuses.  A  low  bow  to 
Madame,  a  gift  of  putty  to  the  children, 
before  proceeding  with  his  job,  would 
usually  win  him  back  the  affection  of  the 
family.  His  popularity,  in  spite  of  his 
many  faults,  was  such  that  when  a 
young  plumber  with  a  license  to  practice 
his  trade  rented  a  little  shop  and  hung 
out  his  shingle,  he  was  looked  upon  as  an 
intruder  and  his  presence  considered  an 
impertinence  He  had  either  to  move  or 
to  starve  to  death 

On  this  particular  Spring  evening. 
Solder  was  about  sixty.  He  was  a  huge 
man  with  a  head  topped  by  a  mat  of 
sandv  hair,  like  the  weather  beaten 
thatch  ot  some  neglected  Normandy 
farm  house.  His  small  eyes  completely 
disappeared  when  he  laughed,  which  was 
often,  his  great  Cyrano  nose  was  bright 
red.  He  wore  a  dirty  blue  workingman's 
blouse,  red  kerchief  knotted  about  his 
throat,  and  old  velveteen  breeches 

"Solder,"  I  said,  "sit  down  and  have 
one  last  drink  with  us  before  we  go  in 
search  of  Spring,  then  we  shall  leave  the 
selection  ot  fiacre  entirely  to  you  " 

"Gladly,  mon  Petit,  and  before  you 
do,  let  me  tell  you  a  little  story  Once  1, 
too,  was  romantically  inclined  "  He 
drew  his  chair  to  the  table  and  sat  down 
I  beckoned  the  grimy  little  garcon  and 
ordered  drinks  In  a  moment  he  reap- 
peared with  five  liquers,  deposited  them 
on  the  table  and  disappeared. 

Solder  began,  "A  long  time  ago.  1 
sat  on  this  very  terrace;  always  I 
have  domiciled  myself  here  as  you  know, 
and  contemplated  the  season  ot  the  year, 
the  acacias  in  bloom,  the  verdure  ot  the 
forests,  and  the  beauty  ol  the  night  I 
said  to  myself,  'Solder,  mon  vicux.  do 
not  be  content  with  a  few  buds  and 
leaves  which  you  can  touch  by  a  stretch- 
ing out  of  the  hand  !  No  !  Go  out  into  the 
world  in  search  ot  the  Sublime  Season — ■ 


en  avant!'  I  arose  but  where  to  go1  To 
the  Fortils'"  With  his  usual  courtesy  he 
turned  to  Baba, — "As  a  newcomer,  per- 
haps you  do  not  know  that  we  call  the 
bortils  the  ancient  lortifications  of 
Paris,  partlv  in  ruins  they  are  and  over- 
grown by  mosses  and  grass  Perhaps  I 
had  a  little  much  to  drink,  but  as  the 
road  traverses  the  cimetiere  and  I  stood 
on  the  bridge  and  looked  down  upon 
the  graves,  I  indulged  in  philosophic 
thoughts  of  life  and  death.  Too  bad  I 
lu\c  forgotten  them,  but  let  us  proceed 

"I  reached  the  fortifs — what  beauty' 
How  soft  and  tresh  and  still  everything 
was,  a  night  made  for  love,  and  in  those 
days,  Mesdames,  I  was  not  an  old  man 

"I  looked  about  for  adventure  Even 
had  the  spot  not  been  a  lonely  one,  what 
chance  had  I  with  such  a  face  and  no 
money7  Romance  was  not  for  me.  Yet 
life  was  sweet;  I  lay  on  my  back  on  the 
grass  and  contemplated  the  stars 

"Tiens  tu  a  de  la  chance  quandmemt. 
Love  entails  great  difficulties :  loss  of 
liberty,  responsibility,  forced  compan- 
ionship. Someone  once  said  'It  is  better 
to  be  always  alone  than  never  alone.' 

"I  arose;  it  was  getting  chilly.  The 
wall  was  wide  and  I  had  a  sudden  desire 
to  walk  to  the  edge  and  gaze  down  upon 
the  old  moat.  That  is  all  I  remember. 
The  next  thing  1  knew  I  was  lying  in  the 
mud  amid  broken  glass  and  debris  thirtv 
feet  below. 

"I  was  able  to  pick  myself  up,  and 
bleeding  from  several  cuts  on  the  head 
and  hands,  and  with  a  great  stiffness  of 
the  body,  began  the  return  journey. 

"Painfully  I  proceeded,  passing 
through  the  Porte  St.  Ouin  and  up  the 
Rue  St.  Ouin.  Arriving  at  the  Place 
Clichy,  I  saw  great  crowds  ot  people 
Too  tired  to  stand,  but  tilled  with  a 
curiosity,  1  sat  on  the  curb  and  watched. 

"There  had  been  an  accident.  Two 
omnibuses  had  collided  There  was  much 
excitement;  men  shouted,  women 
wailed,  and  the  gendarmes  with  usual 
efficiency  added  to  the  confusion  ot  the 
scene 

"Then  Mesdames,  Monsicurs,  what 
happens7"  At  this  point  Solder  arose  and 
moved  his  big  hands  toward  heaven. 
\\  c  assured  him  we  didn't  know  and 
urged  him  to  be  seated 

"I  am  lifted  from  my  comfortable 
position,"  he  said,  incongruously  seating 
himself;  "I.  a  giant  of  strength'  And  like 
a  bebe  am  thrust  into  a  sort  ot  ambu- 
lance Off  we  rattle  over  the  pave,  until 
I  thought  every  bone  was  broken  At 
last  the  horses  halt  I  am  removed  and 
_        Continued  ■>"  pas 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Helene  Sturdivant 


Zoe  A.  Battu 


As  author  of  "Tin  Types"  and  the  current  series  of  articles  on  the  history  of 
San  Francisco  journalism,  Zoe  Battu  deserves  honor  as  our  most  consistent  con- 
tributor. A  serious  type  of  sophisticate,  she  is  one  of  The  San  Franciscans  to  write 
observations  for  "Now  It  Can  Be  Told"  where,  under  the  guise  of  group  anonymity, 
she  forgets  for  the  moment  to  be  historical. 


APRIL.  1930 


19 


Journalistic*  Dynamite 

.    .    .    Tlio  llravo   Hi rlh  of  ;i    I\i|ht    Laloly   i 


On  mi  afternoon  ol  October  8, 
iSsi.  there  appeared  on  the  streets 
ol  Mn  Francisco  a  new  newspaper,  /  fee 
Sa  I  ancisca  Bulletin  In  itself,  this 
event  was  nothing  to  cause  comment 
The  time  and  place  seemed  particularly 
auspicious  tor  the  starting  ol  newspapers. 
The  editors  and  publishers,  who  started 
daily  papers  in  San  Francisco  during  the 
is;  s.  were  legion  A  tew  ol  the  publi- 
cations survived  lor  some  years;  by  far 
the  greater  number  ol  them  died  early, 
inglorious  deaths 

This  new  Bulletin,  however,  was 
destined  to  no  such  premature  end  That 
was  evident  lrom  the  lively  fashion  in 
which  it  was  bought  from  the  newsboys 
at  its  first  appearance,  and  from  the  ab- 
sorbed manner  in  which  the  purchasers 
read  its  news  columns  and  editorials 
The  editor,  as  cverv  San  Franciscan  of 
the  time  knew,  was  James  King  of 
William,  erstwhile  banker,  who  tor 
some  months  past  had  been  airing  his 
views  on  the  prevailing  low  state  ol  San 
Francisco's  politics,  banking  and  legal 
machinery  in  Fifee  Aha  California  It 
was  the  vigor  and  daring  of  these  views, 
as  expressed  in  The  {ha,  which  led  the 
town's  citizens  to  so  quickly  buv  up  the 
first  issue  of  The  Bulletin,  and  to  rejoice 
or  shake  their  heads  over  King's  entry 
into  the  newspaper  business. 

KiNc,  had  come  to  California  in 
i^jS  His  home  had  originally 
been  in  Washington,  D  C  ,  where  for 
several  years  he  had  been  connected  with 
a  private  banking  house,  Corcoran  and 
Riggs  His  first  California  connection 
was  with  Henslcv  ex  Reading,  a  Sacra- 
mento merchantile  firm  In  1852, King  of 
William  organized  a  bank  in  San  Fran- 
cisco known  as  James  King  ot  William 
cv  Company  He  launched  this  venture 
at  a  time  when  San  Francisco  and  its 
citizens  were  possessed  with  a  craze  for 
speculation  King  o(  William  had  un- 
usual ability  and  experience  as  a  banker, 
but  he  was  not  able  to  keep  his  house 
solvent  and  afloat  in  the  precarious  tide 
of  ill-advised  financing  and  banking 
practice  in  winch  he  found  himself  Late 
in  1S53,  King  ol  William  &  Companv 
was  perilously  close  to  bankruptcy,  but 
open  failure  was  averted  by  merging 
with  Adams  cv  Company,  express  and 
banking  concern  Kin ^  entered  Adams 
&  Company  as  head  of  its  loan  depart 
ment  at  a  salarv  of  $1000  a  month  He 
had  been  able  and  willing  to  reimburse, 
lrom  his  private  means,  the  greater  part 
of  his  creditors,  and  so  his  personal  honor 
and  intcgntv  were  not  shadowed  by  his 
bank's  difficulties 


During  the  latter  months  ol  iS^j  and 
during  '55,  San  Francisco's  top  heavy 
financial  structure  suffered  the  inevitable 
collapse,  and  in  1  8^54  the  debacle  swept 
Adams  cv  Companv  completely  out  ol 
existence  King  ol  William  had  forseen 
the  general  disaster  He  had  perceived 
also  that  Adams  cv'  Company  was  suffer- 
ing from  mismanagement  and  over- 
speculation  in  unsound  and  unjustified 
building  and  development  enterprises 
and  mining  schemes  He  had  protested 
vigorously  to  his  associates  against  the 
watered  and  manipulated  stock  deals  in 
which  the  bank  was  involved,  but  to  no 
purpose. 

Following  Adams  &  Company's 
failure,  King  ot  William  devoted  him- 
self to  exposing  the  causes  therefor  in  the 
newspapers.  T"Ae  Herald  and  The  Aha 
California  were  the  leading  dailies  of  the 
time.  The  Herald  was  not  kindly  dis- 
posed toward  King  but  The  Aha  opened 
its  columns  to  him.  In  a  series  of  signed 
writings  and  letters,  King  explained  the 
failure  of  his  own  bank  as  being  due  to 
the  embezzlement  of  large  sums  by  a 
trusted  cashier,  who  was  secretly  the 
treasurer  ot  the  Tuolumne  Hydraulic 
Association,  into  which  he  put  the  stolen 
funds.  King  also  explained,  in  terms  un- 
derstandable to  the  general  reader,  the 
abuses  and  irregularities  that  had  caused 
Adams  cv  Company  to  tail,  and  the  legal 
tricks  that  were  being  employed  by  the 
defunct  bank  in  order  that  its  depositors 
and  stockholders  would  never  have  to  be 
reimbursed  for  their  losses. 

At  this  point,  other  writers  jumped 
into  the  fray.  On  one  hand.  King  was 
roundly  criticised  for  betraying  the  inner 
secrets  of  and  breaking  faith  with  a 
house  which  had  been  good  enough  to  go 
to  his  rescue  when  he  was  into  water  too 
deep  for  him  On  the  other  hand,  he  was 
condemned  tor  keeping  silent  as  long  as 
he  had  in  the  face  of  so  much  "inside" 
knowledge.  To  all  critics.  King  gave 
spirited  replies,  and  for  some  months 
there  raged  a  small  but  heated  war,  in 
which  the  man  became  known  to  all  San 
Francisco. 

King's  policies  and  aims  for  The 
Bulletin  were  simple  and  to  the 
point — to  make  war  to  death  on  all 
those  forces  and  individuals  whose  mis- 
deeds were  making  San  Francisco  a  place 
of  terror  and  which  had  caused  King  the 
loss  of  his  fortune  His  methods  were 
tearless,  direct  and  personal  He  shortly 
inaugurated  a  Rogues  Gallery  In  it  there 
appeared  the  pictures  of  San  Francisco's 
corrupt  nidges,  thieves,  swindlers,  mur- 
derers,    politicians,     lawyers,     bankers. 


omo  to  a  Dubious   Entl 

by  ZOE  A.  BATTU 

gambling  house  keepers  and  the  like 
whose  flouting  and  evasion  of  the  law 
by  means  of  technicalities  was  con 
tinuous.  open  and  shameless.  Beneath 
the  picture  was  text,  giving  details  of 
dates  and  places,  relative  to  the  mis- 
demeanors of  the  person  in  question 
King's  exposures  of  the  faulty  practices 
within  the  city's  financial  circles  and 
those  responsible  for  them  were  merci- 
less and  his  agitation  for  an  adequate 
banking  code  was  able  and  continuous. 

Early  in  1S56,  King  of  William  was 
provided  with  the  type  of  story  in  which 
he  gloried.  Belle  Ryan,  queen  of  the 
underworld  and  mistress  of  Charles 
Cora,  the  town's  king  of  gamblers,  was 
present  at  a  certain  theatrical  perform- 
ance attended  by  William  Richardson. 
U.  S.  Marshall,  and  his  wife  Mrs 
Richardson  so  resented  Belle  Ryan's  pres- 
ence that  her  husband  was  moved  (pos- 
sibly to  keep  the  family  peace)  to  make 
disparaging  comment  upon  her  presence 
in  the  theatre.  This  incident  reached  the 
ears  of  Cora,  who  so  resented  the  insult 
to  his  mistress  that,  meeting  Richardson 
in  a  saloon  a  day  or  so  later,  he  took  him 
to  task  for  it.  A  quarrel  flared  up  and 
Cora  shot  Richardson. 

Readers  of  The  Bulletin  lacked  no 
details  of  Cora's  life  nor  of  Belle  Ryan's 
life.  When  the  jury,  before  which  Cora 
was  tried,  disagreed  and  he  was  held  for 
second  trial,  King  recounted  all  the 
sordid  details  of  the  affair  and  dramati- 
cally called  the  wrath  of  heaven  upon 
Belle  Ryan  and  all  her  kind 

Toward  these  journalistic  fireworks, 
the  other  papers  generallv  maintained  a 
non-committal  detachment  Tlfee  Aha 
California  contented  itself  with  setting 
down  facts  of  the  many  murders, 
swindles,  robberies,  sluggings  and  mis- 
carriages of  justice  that  occurred  prettv 
much  as  they  happened  and  to  serve 
news  purposes  onlv  It  avoided  inflam- 
matory editorial  comment  Tifee  Herald, 
owned  and  ably  edited  by  John  Nugent, 
had  never  had  any  faith  in  King  nor  his 
methods  and  contrived  discrcctlv  to  let 
the  tact  be  known  Toward  The  Herald. 
King  was  particularly  bitter,  declaring 
that  it  was  the  subsidized  and  hired 
organ  of  David  C  Broderick,  boss  of 
San  Francisco  and  the  California  Demo- 
cratic partv  The  Tunes,  owned  and 
edited  by  James  P  Casey,  politician,  w  as 
another  paper  against  which  King  di- 
rected his  searching  exposures  a  course, 
which  finally  cost  him  his  life 

A  month  or  so  after  the  Richardson 
killing  and  Cora's  trial,  a  city  elec- 
tion was  held  in  which  Casey  was  elected 

Continued  on  page  32 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Hem* 


JfaMi 


Drawings  and  self-portrait  by  the  French  modernist  who  visited 
San  Francisco  during  March  on  his  way  to  the  South  Seas  where 
he  will  sketch  and  paint  before  returning  to  America  to  serve  on 
the   art  jury   of   the    1930   Carnegie    International   Exhibition. 


.A  I'll  1 1..   1«H0 


21 


SpotH  Villi 


Obsen  ations  .-mil  roum i  on  si  Lament  al»l<k  lira  hi  a  l  i«-  Situation 

By  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 


Tin  theatrical  dog  days  seem  to  have 
descended  upon  San  Francisco  I  ven 
such  an  outstanding  event  .is  the  opening 
til  a  new  Columbia  rheatre  during  the 
month  gave  the  town  nothing  to  treasure 
.is  .i  memory  beyond  the  lovely  appoint 
ments  ol  the  theatre  itself  "The  Perfect 
Alibi"  i!  it  be  remembered  at  all  will  be 
treasured  as  a  horrible  example  tor  aspir- 
ing mystery  play  authors  as  to  how  not 
to  write  a  detective  play  There  is  no 
playwright  living  skilllul  enough  to 
make  this  sort  ol  opus  entertaining  alter 
the  murder  has  been  committed  before 
che  eves  ol  the  audience  To  know  who 
did  the  deed  is  to  rob  the  onlookers  of  all 
expectation  ol  shocked  surprise  Taking 
the  audience  into  the  author's  confidence 
may  be  the  proper  procedure  in  every 
form,  except  one,  ol  the  drama  and  that 
one  exception  should  remain  true  to  its 
tradition,  thereby  proving  the  rule  The 
teehnic  ol  a  mystery  story,  either  upon 
the  stage  or  between  the  pages  of  the 
book,  has  not  been  evolved  to  no  pur- 
pose Anyone  who  violates  it  has  his 
blood  on  his  own  head 

The  audience  thac  assembled  to  see 
the  new  theatre  and  to  be  charmed  by  its 
subdued  gaiety  and  the  perfect  presenta- 
tion speech  which  Blanche  Bates  made 
came  well  ted  and  properly  exhilarated 
for  the  event  It  was  full  ol  high  spirits 
and  expectation  It  still  retained  a 
measure  of  hope  atter  the  fall  of  the  cur- 
tain on  the  murder  scene  But  the  tol- 
lowing  act  had  not  proceeded  ten  min- 
utes betore  a  battcrv  of  coughs  began  to 
shoot  out  from  every  nook  and  cranny  ol 
the  auditorium  This  barrage  ol  bore- 
dom never  ceased  once  during  the  re- 
mainder   of   the    performance 

We  show  d  like  to  scold  someone 
about  the  state  ol  the  drama  in 
the  Citv  by  the  Golden  Gate  hut  who 
shall  it  be?  Are  the  managers,  the  talkies. 
or  the  lack  of  traveling  companies  at 
tault7  Perhaps  all  three  Perhaps  we  are 
merely  in  the  late  Spring  doldrums 
before  the  rush  ol  good  things  begin 
Summer  is  usually  the  high  tide  ol  theat- 
rical fare  out  West  Let  us  hope  our  c\ 
pectations  are  not  raised  too  high  Let  us 
hope  we  shall  still  sec  some  ol  the  Broad 
way  successes  with  their  original  casts 
loo  often  have  we  suffered  from  inad- 
equate casting  of  Coast  productions  ot 
New  York  box  otiice  hits  We  have  only 
to  think  of  how  "Let  Ls  Be  Gay"  was 
mangled  bv  a  unspeakable  cast,  or 
"Burlesque",  or  in  a  less  degree  "Her 
Cardboard  Lover  "  We  are  not  against 
Coast  productions  Indeed,  considering 
all  the  talent  King  around  waiting  lor 


invitation  in  llio  maiiiior 

of 

Dorolhv  I'arkor 


1  came  to  you — 
Then  when  away, 
^  on  \tant  me  hack? 
Though  not  to  slay! 

What  do  you  want — 
Do  you  know? 
Love  to  die 
Or  love  to  grow? 

Maybe  l"II  come — 
Perhaps  I  shan't. 

Do  I  want  to? 
What  if  I  can'l? 

I  came  to  you — 
And  I  shan't  stay. 
But  I'll  come  baek 
If  just  for  a  day! 

jobs  at  Hollywood,  a  Coast  production 
might  very  well  rival  a  Broadwav  one. 
And  that  this  is  possible  was  abundantlv 
proved  bv  such  splendid  Coast  achieve- 
ments as  "Broadway,"  "The  Front 
Page"  and  "The  Marriage  Bed  "  It  is 
hard  to  put  one's  finger  on  just  what  the 
inadequate  Coast  production  lacks.  Very 
often  the  actors  are  competent  enough 
But  they  have  no  "class."  And  the  direc- 
tion leaves  much  to  be  desired  In  com- 
parison with  a  well  directed  "talkie"  a 
poor  legitimate  production  is  a  sorry 
affair  even  it  the  difference  in  price  is  not 
taken  into  account  When  a  man  pays 
two  dollars  and  a  half,  and  often  three 
dollars,  for  a  seat  to  see  a  legitimate 
show  he  is  sore  it  he  doesn't  get  his 
monev's  worth  When  he  goes  to  a 
movie  palace  and  sees  a  show  for  sixtv- 
tive  cents  he  naturallv  isn't  so  critical 
There  have  been  a  lot  ot  reasons  assigned 
for  the  poor  conditions  in  the  show 
world  todav  but  the  one  that  is  seldom 
mentioned  is  the  price  We  don't  know 
how  the  price  can  be  reduced  but  we  are 
certain  that  it  will  have  to  be  if  the  legit- 
imate stage  is  to  hold  its  own.  The  other 
alternative  is  alwavs  to  be  presenting 
corking  shows  by  corking  authors  done 
by  corking  actors  The  American  public 
will  pav  tor  what  it  finds  good  And  it 
will  kick  when  it  is  short  changed  You 
can't  blame  a  man  for  going  to  see 
"Sa!U"  as  a  talkie  lor  a  little  over  fifty 
cents  and  coming  away  pleased  with  the 
I  arc  provided  And  you  equallv  cannot 
blame  him  tor  feeling  sore  at  some  of  the 
God-awful  alleged  musical  comedies 
that  have  peddled  in  the  local  theatres 
this  last  season  at  five  times  the  money 
In  the  end,  he  stavs  awa\   from  the  e\ 


pensive  show  that  has  nothing  but  the 
personal  appearances  of  nonentities  to 
recommend  it  Theatre-going  is  a  habit 
and  it  is  suicide  to  break  the  link  in  the 
chain  of  habit  with  bad  productions. 
Perhaps  we  arc  talking  through  our  hats 
But,  if  we  are,  we  have  only  to  think  of 
the  success  of  Eva  Le  Galliene  in  New 
York  with  her  legitimate  theatre  charg 
ing  a  top  ot  one  dollar  and  making  good 
at  it  Doubtless  she  has  found  a  way  of 
cutting  down  the  overhead  But,  if  one 
producer  can  do  it,  others  should  be  able 
to  do  the  same  thing 

Tie  one  bright  spot  in  serious  enter- 
tainment wasthe  visit  of  the  German 
Opera  Company.  We  confess  we  went  to 
the  initial  performance  of  the  "Ring" 
with  trepidation.  We  feared  an  inade- 
quate company,  bad  staging,  an  indif- 
ferent orchestra  We  feared,  particularlv, 
the  hazard  of  finding  that  our  taste  for 
music  drama  had  changed  But,  on  every 
score,  we  were  agreeably  disappointed. 
Considering  all  the  difficulties  that  a 
traveling  opera  company  faces,  the  results 
were  remarkable.  More  than  this  the  in- 
comparable but  sometimes  tedious 
Wagner  had  been  cut  to  advantage. 

San  Francisco  responded  generously  to 
the  fare  offered  it  but  it  should  have  done 
even  better  Capacity  houses  should  have 
been  the  rule  instead  of  the  exception. 
But,  at  least,  we  can  take  comfort  that 
we  did  immeasurably  better  than  Los 
Angeles.  Mr.  Behevmer,  of  that  over- 
whelmingly cultural  city,  expressed  the 
opinion  in  the  local  press  that  there  was 
a  large  doubt  whether  the  Citv  ot  the 
Angeles  would  get  another  opportunitv 
to  listen  to  the  German  song  birds 
In  San  Francisco  the  smart  set  turned  its 
back  upon  the  venture,  only  halt  ot  the 
scant  supply  of  boxes  being  taken  But 
what  the  audiences  lacked  in  opera  cloak 
and  pearls  it  more  than  made  up  in  in- 
telligent musical  appreciation  It  was 
not  the  typical  circus  audience  that  turns 
itself  loose  to  elbow  "class"  in  the  foyer 
and  be  ravished  bv  the  three  ringed  effects 
of  such  shallow  musical  offerings  as 
"Turandot." 

One  thing  the  organization  had  in 
abundance  and  that  was  a  marvelous 
sense  ot  team-work  There  was  a  sure 
touch  in  even  move  that  was  made 
Doubtless  this  is  the  result  of  repeated 
performances  across  country  The  chorus 
work  was  particularlv  tine  a  perfect 
ensemble  that  never  suggested  hack 
direction  Of'  the  leadership  ot  the  or 
chestra  it  is  suffice  to  sav  that  it  was  so 

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22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Book  Doctor 


Picture  The  Book  Doctor,  several 
years  ago,  leaning  against  a  Paris 
bookstall  and  chuckling  over  the  high- 
colored  sketches  in  an  absurd  manual  for 
those  who  feel  they  must  do  away  with 
themselves.  The  book,  by  a  Gaul  named 
Jean  Buller,  has  at  last  been  translated  as 
21  Delightful  Ways  of  Committing 
Suicide,  (Covici,  Friede,  $2)  andappears, 
pictures  and  all,  with  a  preface  by  Corey 
Ford.  At  present  I'm  practising  up  on 
Method  No  21,  "Suicide  Through  Ex- 
cessive Longevity"  ...  I  confess  very 
little  gratitude  to  these  revealing  writers 
who  are  bent  on  throwing  a  pitiless  cal- 
cium flare  upon  the  few  last  mysteries  of 
Africa.  I  like  my  Africa  dark,  jungly, 
and  Haggardish,  and  hate  to  have  it  re- 
duced to  the  dimensions  ot  a  snapshot 
showing  a  lady  in  a  sun-helmet  standing 
triumphantly  on  the  snout  of  a  defunct 
hippopotamus.  If  every  lion-killer  is 
going  to  come  back  and  publish  another 
expose  of  Heart  of  Darkness,  I'll  start 
rooting  for  the  lions  .  .  .  Another  con- 
tinent which  is  getting  lots  of  attention 
in  the  book  ads  this  month  is  Australia. 
But  that's  something  else  again;  we  all 
ought  to  know  more  about  that  region 
back  of  Sydney  How  many  of  you  real- 
ize that  Australia  is  almost  as  extensive 
as  the  U.  S?  Or  that  it  is  the  smallest 
continent  and  largest  island  on  the  globe, 
and  comprises  one-fifth  of  the   British 


impire' 


No,    The    Doctor    didn't 


think  up  all  those  figures  himself.  They 
were  cribbed  from  the  Encyclopedia 
Britannica,  Fourteenth  Edition.  The 
reverend  editors  of  that  compendium 
will  be  cheered  to  know  that  I  think  the 
new  edition — subjects,  print,  and  pic- 
tures— is  just  dandy  It's  fine  for  brows- 
ing and  everything  from  "Ai  at  Lloyds" 
to  "Zygote"  is  treated  in  exciting  style. 
Incidentally,  the  Encyc.  Brit,  is  one  ot 
the  bookseller's  best  bets.  .  .  .  And  Ernest 
Hemingway  has  now  been  elected  to  the 
Modern  Library  with  The  Sun  Also 
Rises,  which  makes  it  unanimous.  .  .  . 
Mmm!  Poring  over  spring  lists  makes 
one's  mouth  water.  Mine  is  all  set  for 
the  following  treats :  Pete  Kyne's  Golden 
Dawn,  Mrs.  Rinehart's  thriller  The 
Door,  Hank  Mencken's  Treatise  on 
the  Gods,  and  Al  Huxley's  Brjef 
Candles.  My,  my,  what  fun,  what  fun! 

Pen  and  Sword 
"Cyrano;  Swordsman,   Libertin,   and 
Man  of  Letters,"  by  Cameron  Rogers. 
Doubleday,  Doran.  1929.  $3.50. 

Our  old  friend,  Cyrano-Savinien- 
Hercule  De  Bergerac,  the  Gascon 
with  the  long  sword  and  the  long  nose, 
returns  to  swashbuckle  through  several 


Presenting  a  Balaneed  Diet  for  April  Reading 

by  A.  GROVE  DAY 

C.  Keith,  Big  Bill  Heywood,  and  other 
Americans;  and  finally,  the  stories  ot 
five  characters  whose  trails  cover  much 
ot  the  country  and  at  times  intersect. 

The  book  includes  the  years  from 
1900  to  the  date  ot  America's  entry  into 
the  war,  and  forms  with  Three  Soldiers 
and  Manhattan  Transfer  a  roughly 
consecutive  presentation  of  our  national 
teelings  and  complexes  as  felt  by  a  poet. 
In  the  five  years  since  he  gave  us  the 
feverish  Manhattan  Transfer,  Dos 
Passos  has  crystallized  his  experimental 
style,  and  settled  down  to  tealizing  its 
possibilities  His  rhythms  are  more  sure, 
his  method  more  convincing.  He  has 
learned  carefully  to  avoid  climax,  and  in 
The  42ND  Parallel  there  are  none  of  the 
untimely  disasters  with  which  he  cleared 
the  stage  in  his  earlier  book. 

Dos  Passos  can  bathe  us  in  a  mood, 
and  make  us  joy  in  his  character  creations 
for  the  sole  reason  that  they  are  scrupu- 
lously lifelike.  He  knows  how  it  feels  to 
be  inside  the  skins  of  all  sorts  of  Ameri- 
cans, and  knows  how  to  make  us  feel. 
The  population  of  his  sprawling  map — 
Mac  the  "wobbly,"  the  lady  intetior 
decorator,  Janey  the  stenographer,  the 
high-pressure  public  relations  counsel, 
the  kid  Charley,  and  all  the  rest — are 
quick  with  vitality,  and  engross  us 
because  of  their  very  existence.  How- 
ever, since  Dos  Passos  leaves  little 
unsaid  on  the  seamy  side,  his  books  are 
not  recommended  as  bon  voyage  gifts  for 
your  Aunt  Nettie. 

Prose  and  Piety 
"The  Woman  of  Andros,"  by  Thorn- 
ton Wilder.  A.  &  C.  Boni.  1930.  $2.50. 


hundred  pages  of  adventures,  new  and 
old,  in  Mr.  Rogers'  breezy  biography. 
Research  into  Parisian  archives  has  un- 
earthed documents  which  for  the  first 
time  reconstruct  the  real  Cyrano,  who 
after  all  differs  little  from  the  hero  of 
Rostand's  sweeping  play.  We  are  given 
in  turn  the  young,  romantic  Casteljaloux 
cadet,  the  roisterer  of  the  taverns,  and 
the  author  of  "The  Pedant  Made  Game 
Of";  and  his  exploits  are  dashingly  pic- 
tured in  the  block  prints  of  George 
Mian. 

Mr.  Rogers  has  done  a  good  job,  and 
his  portrait  of  Cyrano  will  warm  the 
cockles  of  those  readers  who  like  capable 
fictionized  biography. 

The  Carbonari  Web 
"The   Rebels,"    by    Alfred    Neumann. 
Knopf.   1929.  $2.50. 

Read  of  the  Tuscan  threats  and  plots 

Of  Gasto  Guerra,  crafty  spinner, 
Who  heads  the  skulking  patriots 

And  strikes  through  Gioia,  broken  sinner ; 
Read,  too,  of  Checca,  conscience  grim, 

Old  Gioia's  sin  (a  vixen  creature)  ; 
And  scheming  Madda,  dark  and  slim; 

And  La  Princessa,  fine  of  feature- — - 
Black  rebels  all:    while  pale  and  dumb. 

Of  death  and  riot  apprehensive, 
O'ershadowed  by  the  beggar's  thumb 

The  town  awakes  to  the  defensive. 
Read,  in  short,  a  rattling  tale 

Of  motives  on  a  complex  level; 
A  book  that's  sharp  as  any  nail 

And  just  as  clever  as  The  Devil. 


Dc 


The  Neiver  Realism 
"The  42ND   Parallel,"   by  John 
Passos.  Harper  s.  1930.  $2.50. 

I^^Tqt  since  O.  Henry  invented  the 
X^l  well-made  short  story  has  America 
given  the  world  a  fiction  form  more 
typical,  more  responsive,  than  the  prose 
libre  ot  which  the  work  of  John  Dos 
Passos  is  the  best  exemplar. 

The  group  of  prosateurs  using  this 
new  instrument  of  sensuous  actualism 
might  be  called  the  "flick-flick"  school, 
for  although  they  started  out  by  attempt- 
ing to  naturalize  Mr.  Joyce's  Ulysses, 
their  later  books  unreel  themselves  like 
moving-picture  film,  and  have  all  the 
spinning,  photographic  jerkiness  of  a 
celluloid  technique.  Indeed,  to  one 
unused  to  the  unconventional  conven- 
tions of  the  school,  The  42ND  Parallel 
would  appear  the  product  of  a  muddled 
afternoon  in  the  cutting-room.  Four  dif- 
ferent types  of  material  are  threaded 
together  episodically:  first,  "newsreels" 
of  jumbled  headlines  and  snatches  of 
contemporary  popular  songs,  setting  the 
tone  for  a  period;  second,  "The  Camera 
Eye,"  a  series  of  subjective,  quasi- 
Steinish  idylls;  third,  a  group  of  thumb- 
nail sketches  of  Burbank,  Debs,  Minor 


K' 


'  xtremes  in  length  very  often  influence 
the  sale  of  a  book,  and  usually  hike 
up  the  royalty  figures  for  the  author.  If 
a  book  is  very  long,  the  buyer  always 
feels  he's  getting  plenty  for  his  money. 
If  a  book  is  short,  it  has,  in  these  rushing 
days,  more  chance  of  being  read  and 
talked  about.  The  latter  instance  may  or 
may  not  have  something  to  do  with  the 
fated  success  of  this  latest  novel  by 
young  Thornton  Niven  Wilder,  who 
wrote  a  book  called  The  Bridge  of  San 
Luis  Rey  and  was  promptly  festooned 
with  yards  and  yards  of  critical  whoopee. 
Not  that  the  buyer  of  The  Woman 
of  Andros  will  not  get  his  money's 
worth  from  this  brief  book.  He  will.  He 
will  get  a  chaste,  harmonic  tale  packed 
with  smooth  pictures  and  distilled  from 
a  tepid  love  of  classicism ;  a  tale  born  of 
the  thesis  that  one  may  hold  destiny  at 
bay  by  accepting  the  philosophy  of 
1    B.   C.,    by   "praising  all   living,   the 

Continued  on  page  36 


M'KII..  1930 


23 


Itaiiiloin  Impressions  of  a  Dry.iil 

By  J.  PAGET- FREDERICKS 


Butterfly**  ft  'ing 

Ii  is  m\  apple  green  drawing  room 
filled  with  iridescent  water  colors 
by  Moran  In  one  corner  ol  that  charm 
ing  salon  arc  main  lovely  ladies  who  do 
nut  seem  very  gay  James  Stephens  re- 
marks that  they  appear  to  he  exceedingly 
cross  as  with  frowns  And  much  gnashing 
ot  teeth  they  cast  envious  glance  where 
a  swarm  ol  gentlemen  resembling  black 
hectics  crowd  together 

Never  have  I  seen  the  hacks  ol  dinner 
jackets  express  keener  interest  or  greater 
excitement  Occasionally  one  glimpses 
something  amber-yellow,  possibly  a  saf- 
fron butterfly's  wing  in  their  midst 

Lo '  it  is  a  rebellious  curl  that  belongs 
to  that  legendary  ladv  who,  like  her 
"witch  wile." 

"Learned  her  hands  in  a  fair)  tale, 
,  \nd  her  mouth  on  a  valentine." 

1  have  long  suspected  Edna  St  Vin- 
cent Millay  ol  a  more  than  human 
knowledge  ol  magic  Even  in  appearance 
she  is  the  image  ol  a  Rackham  dryad 

\\  ho  hut  a  dryad,  when  not  living  at 
"Steepletop."  in  a  woodsy  mountain, 
would  choose  for  her  town  house  (she 
would  scorn  city  trees)  the  tiniest  build- 
ing m  New  York — or  America,  tor  that 
matter  A  diminutive  place  that  recalls 
the  bit  ol  a  duelling  the  fairies  built  in 
Kensington  Gardens  with  the  help  of 
immortal  Peter 

Greenwich  Village  is  duly  proud  of 
the  Millay  house  with  its  pocket  hand- 
kerchief garden  where  neighbors  say 
launs  gambol  at  midnight  To  me  its 
charm  is  only  rivaled  hv  that  quaint  Vic- 
torian grave  ol  "An  Amiable  Child"  on 
Riverside  Drive 

Three  Legends 

I  remember  a  hectic  time  when  "The 
Buck  in  the  Snow"  and  the  illus- 
trated "Selected  Poems  were  to  appear 
Corrected  proofs  did  not  arrive  pub- 
lishers were  at  wits  ends  as  telegrams, 
imploring  letters  and  diplomatic  mes- 
sengers were  completely  ignored  .  . 
weeks  months  pass 

Editor'*  Note!  Jn«eph  I'aget-rrederirk*. 
who    -hare*    intimate    observation*    of    ihr 

elfin  lad*  of  American  letter*  in  these 
>l»  lii.it.  l\  drawn  word  *keirhe*.  baa  illu*- 
iraieil  several  booka  l>»  Edna  St.  Vincent 
Milla?  and  i*  now  at  work  on  drawing!  for 
future  publications,  among  »hieh  is  the 
projected  "Collected  Works*1  for  widen 
the  "Nymph  With  Peruke*1  i-  drawn.  Hi* 
rersetility  i«  emphasised  !>>  the  announce- 
ment of  a  dance  concert  in  the  ballroom 
of   the   Western    Women'*   Club,    May    1, 

when  he  Mill  do  ■  group  of  modern  dame* 

previous!}  gm-n  in  France,  German;  and 

I  upland. 


One  day  the  dryad  appears  unexpeci 
cdly,  bundles  ol  urgent  appeals  under  her 
arm 

"I  imagined  you  wished  to  get  in 
touch  with  me  so  I  thought  I  would  help 
by  coming  personally,"  she  smiles  with 
disarming  green  eyes. 

I  recall  a  dinner  given  lor  Millay  by  a 
group  of  Olympians  in  their  priceless 
eastern  library  where  no  woman  had 
been  privileged  to  enter 

Everything  is  elaborately  prepared 
Seven  strikes  eight,  then  nine  .   .   . 

the  least  is  cold    Some  testy  gentlemen 
are    led    away,    gesticulating    violently 
There    is   much   dark    muttering   about 
women. 

At  eleven,  when  Nemesis  seems 
brooding  in  awful  silence,  the  clock 
strikes  A  bell's  tinkle  awakens  one 
Looking  out  from  the  high  balcony  all 
see  through  the  elms  by  the  iron  gateway 
a  small  glittering  figure  in  Elizabethian 
ruff  and  hoops,  mincing  down  the  walk. 

"Forgive  my  being  a  trifle  late  I  have 
brought  some  sonnets  to  read  to  you  all. 
I  do  hope  you  will  like  them." 

The  dryad  masquer  is  instantly  for- 
given All  are  enslaved  She  reads  until 
three  in  the  morning    .    .     . 

1  also  remember  slipping  past  an  army 
ot  reporters  to  present  my  compliments. 
We  are  talking  of  various  New  Yorkers, 
male  and  female. 

"And  did  you  see  So  and  So7" 

"I  don't  think  I  know  her,"  says 
Millay. 

"And  charming  Miss  X?" 

"Can't  recall  her."  is  the  replv 

"But,  my  dear,"  interrupts  Eugene 
Bossevain,  "we  have  just  been  staying 
with  her  in  B  !" 

"No,  I  don't  know  her,"  replies  the 
drvad  decisively. 

Shadows  and  a  Rose 

A  crowded,  adoring  audience  is 
watching  a  person  who  knows 
how  to  act,  flicker  gracefully  about  in  a 
moven  age  gown. 

More  and  more  people  push  down  the 
side  aisles  from  overflowing  standing 
room 

"Please  don't  come  in  while  I  am 
reading,"  remonstrated  the  drvad  "Your 
moving  shadows  annoy  me  excessively 

I  can  hear  that  musical  eerie  voice  re- 
citing "Memorium  to  D  C  ,"  "The 
Curse,"  "The  Spring  and  the  Fall 

"He  laughed  at  all  I  dared  to  praise 
and  broke  my  heart  in  little  WO 

Crowds  backstage  .  .  . 


NYMPH  WITH  PERUKE 

Detail    oj    a    decoration    by    7     Pa 
Fredericks  jor  the   projected   "Collected 
Worlds"  of  Edna  St   Vincent  Millay 

"I  have  brought  copies  ol  everything 
you  ever  wrote,  dearie  —just  lean  over 
and  sign  cm,"  says  one  dame  blovvsv 
with  club  spirit. 

"Do  you  believe  in  a  college  educa 
tion?"   chants   a   persistent,    thin  lipped 
young  thing  from  a  university  paper 

"Well!"  exclaims  a  blonde.  "I  am 
certainly  disappointed  Heard  she  looked 
like  Gaby  Desbys  and  had  a  different 
lover  every  night      and  she  is  just  prim 

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24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


GUMP  GALLERIES 


Mrs.  Michel  Weill 


From  the  etching  by  Max  Pollak.    At  the  present  time 
Mrs.  Weill  is  in  Paris. 


APRIL.  1930 


25 


IIBI-:  Iti:i4.\l\<.  DYNASTY 


WEDDINGS 

SCHMIEDELL-CAMPBELL     On  March  12  in 

I         \  ...   Mi     Edward  G.  Schmieden,  Jr.,  son  ol 

\l,     and    Mrs,    Edward   G    Schmieden  ol    San    Fran- 

and    Ross,   and    Miss    Melba   Claire   Campbell, 

in,,  r,    ij  Mrs.  it. 'i  nice  Sw  p  nej  ol   Los  Angel 

HENDERSON-WALKER.    On   March   22.    Mr. 

\\  |  uinj  ton  Hi  nd<  i  son  son  ol  Mi  and  M  i  s,  I  lharles 
It.  Henderson  oi  San  Francisco  and  Miss  Harriet 
Walk*  "i    Mr.  and   Mrs.   Clinton  Walker 

oi  Piedmont 

ENGAGEMENTS 

PORTER-B1  RMISTER     Miss  Ann  Odih   Porter, 
daughter  oi    Dr.   and    Mrs.    Langley    Porter,   to   Mr. 
ri  Gage  Burmister,  son  oi  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
It.   Burmister. 


VISITORS    ENTERTAINED 

Mr.  Louis  Wilej  ol  New  York  was  guest  oi  honor 
;it  a  dinnei  given  bj  Mr.  Richard  Tobin  at  the  Pa- 
cific Union  Club.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  II  Crocker 
also  entertained  Mr.  Wiley  at  the  Crocker  home  at 
Hillsboi  ough. 

Mrs.  Haines  Smith  of  Paris  was  a  guest  of  Miss 
Tane  Blair  for  several  weeks.  Miss  Mian  is  at  present 
pying  tin-  residence  of  Colonel  and  Mrs.  Robert 
Noble  on   Broadvt  ay. 

Mrs.  Edgai  T.  \\  allace  of  Los  Angeles  was  a  guest 
at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  for  a  few  days,  and  was 
entertained  by  Mrs.  Chester  Woolsey  during  her  stay. 
Mrs.    Wallace  was  the  former   Miss   Mabel   Hoag  of 

this  city. 

Mrs.  William  H.  Bartlett  visited  in  San  Mateo 
recently,  staying  with  Mrs.  Codies  Hussey. 

Mrs.  Stanle)    ECennedj    is  enjoying  a  visit   in  San 

Francisco    and    will    he    the    guest    of    her    sister.    Mrs. 

Alan   Lowrej    For  a  time.     Later  Mrs.    Kennedy   will 
visit  with    Mrs.    Paul    Pagan.     Mrs.   Kennedy's  home 

is  in  Honolulu. 

Henri    Matisse,    the    distinguished     French    artist. 
in   San   Francisco  for  a  few  days  en  route  to 
Tahiti.    He  was  guesl  of  honor  at  a  dinner  given  by 
Mr.  and  Mrs.   Ralph  Stackpoie. 

Mrs,  Charles  B.  Alexander  of  New  York  is  visiting 
in  California  this  spring  and  is  a  guest  at  the  Hotel 
Fairmont.  Mrs.  Alexander  plans  to  visit  Pebble 
Beach,  YTosemite,  Santa  Barbara  and  the  Redwood 
country  while  in  California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  [selin  of  Ww  York  and  their 
daughter,  Miss  Louise  Iselin,  were  guests  at  the 
Richard  McCreery  home  for  a  week  recently.  Mr. 
and  Mis.  McCreery  gave  a  dinner  for  the  visitors 
and  Mr,  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hays  Smith  were  hosts  at 
a  luncheon  for  them. 

Count  <",.  Clause]  of  France  was  in  San  Francisco 
for  a  week,  arriving  here  from  Honolulu.  He  was  a 
guesl  at  a  number  of  affairs  on  the  peninsula  during 
his  stay  here. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Henderson  entertained  Mrs. 
H.  E.  Scheidius  recently  at  their  home  in  Burlingame. 

Mrs.    Scheidius    arrived    here   recently    from    Honolulu 

where  she   was   the   guest   of    Mr.   and    Mrs.    Walter 
Dillingham.    She  visited  with  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery 

in  Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Sidney  Cloman  enjoyed  an  extended  stay  in 
San  Francisco,  making  her  home  at  the  St.  Francis. 
Mrs.  Cloman  is  traveling  with  Mis.  Henry  Siurgis 
indon,  the  daughter  of  the  distinguished  English 
and  novelist,  George  Meredith.  The  visitors  also 
enjoyed  a  fortnight  at  the  home  of  Mr.  Prescott  Scott 
in  Burlingame. 

Mr.    and    Mrs.    Harris    Hammond    of    New     York 
.  uests  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  recently.    Mr. 
I  [ammond   i-   the  son  of    Mr.   and    Mrs.   John    Hays 
Hammond. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J    ■  owdin  have  been  visitors 

in    San    Francisco  and    Pebble    Beach   during    tin     polo 

■ 

Ogden   Mills  has  arrived   from    New    York  and   is 

with    his    aunt.     Mrs.     Wlntelaw     Keul    at    the    latter's 

Millbrae  residence. 

Mr.  and  Mrs    Reginald  B.  Rives  of  Peapack,  New 
.  have  been  visiting   Mrs.    Rives'  brother,   Mr. 
Whitney   Warren  at  the  latter's  ranch  neai    Wheat- 
land. 

Lady  Mountbatten  and  Karl  and  Lady  Brecknock 
were   honoi  at    Del 

Monte  recent l>  hy  Captain  Stuart   1'earson. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.   Maximillian  Agassis  of  Boston  and 

Newport    were    guests    in    S  ecently, 

making    their   home   at    the   Clift    Hotel  Thej    also 

spent  several  days  in   Santa   Barbara  at  El    mirasol 
before  coming  north. 

Mr.    and    Mrs     KUburn    Mo,, re   spent   a   few   days    in 

md  visited  Mrs.  Moore's  mother,  Mrs    Charles 
D  i    -it   tli.    Hotel    Mark    Hopkins.     Mr.   and    Mrs. 
e  make  their  home  at    Diamond  Springs. 


Miss  Elizabeth  Moore  entertained  at  an  elaborate 
dinner  given  m  honoi  of  Mr.  and  Mis.  Edwin  I . 
Brasbears  ol  Chicago  and  Miss  Elizabeth  Beidler  ol 
l.ake  Forest,  fllinois  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Louis  Benoist 
also  entei  tained  fi  \t  the  \  isitors. 

Mis.      I  leni  >     <  'l.n  I  ,       t-detl     ol      \  <  w      Vi.rk     was 

a   visitoi    in   San    Francisco  i  ecently,  staying  at  the 
Hotel  M  ,o  k   Hi  ipkins. 


HERE  AND  THERE 

Mi.  Raymond  Armsby  has  returned  from  New  York 
and  is  at  the  Armsliy  ranch  in  the  Carmcl   Valley. 

M  r.  and  M  rs.  (  'harlP  m  Wallace  <  Fleanor  Simp- 
son) are  in   Ww    York  on  then   honeymoon,  visiting 

Mr.   Wallace's  family. 

Mis.   Tobin   Clark  entertained  a  house  party  at  her 

Pebble    Beach   villa   over   a   recent    week-end.     Mrs. 
Kurt  Albert  of  Berlin  was  one  of  the  guests. 

Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  entertained  a  group  of  her 
friends  at  luncheon  recently.  Mis,  Reid  is  m  Califor- 
nia on  a  brief  visit  and  is  occupying  her  peninsula 
hi  'inc. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Potter  Russel  (  Helen 
Cn  icker)  have  returned  from  New  York  and  are 
dividing  their  time  between  Burlingame  and  Pebble 
Beach. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  Hunt  of  Pehble  Beach  were 
hosts  to  Colonel  and  Mrs.  Charles  A.  Lindbergh 
recently. 

The  Argentine  polo  players  were  the  incentive  for 
continuous  entertainment  during  their  stay  in  North- 
ern California.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Pope,  Mr.  Jean 
de  St.  Cyr,  Mr.  Lindsay  Howard,  Mr.  and  Mis. 
Richard  McCreery  and  Sirs.  R.  P.  Schwerin  « i n  < 
among  the  many  who  gave  parties  in  honor  of  tin- 
visiting  players. 

Miss  Louise  Sherer  has  announced  that  her  mar- 
riage to  Mr.  Alanson  Wood  Creen  of  Aberdeen, 
Washington,  will  take  place  during  June. 

Mrs.  Virginia  Ford  gave  a  dinner  at  the  Mark 
Hopkins  in  honor  of  Miss  Aileen  Tobin  who  is  here 
from  New    York. 

Mrs.  Eugene  Murphy  gave  a  dinner  party  at  her 
home  in  San  Mateo  last  month  to  celebrate  the  third 
wedding  anniversary  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Davies. 
Mrs.   Davies  was  the  former  Miss  Gertrude  Murphy. 

The  first  Spring  Fashion  Show  was  given  by  the 
San  Francisco  Branch  of  the  Junior  League  at  the 
Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  on  March  17. 

Mrs.  Walker  Kamm  of  Burlingame  entertained  at 
luncheon  at  her  home  in  Burlingame.  Ten  of  the 
younger  matrons  were  her  guests. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  Weida  of  Sumatra  will 
arrive  in  San  Francisco  soon  to  spend  the  summer. 
This  will  be  their  first  visit  to  San  Francisco  since 
their  marriage  three  years  ago.  Mrs.  Weida  was  the 
former  Mrs.    Flora  Miller  Langton. 

Miss  Grace  Hamilton  was  hostess  aboard  the  Ham- 
ilton   yacht    on  a  recent    Saturday    afternoon. 

Mrs.  Gertrude  Atherton  is  expected  to  return  to 
California  this  month.  She  will  spend  some  time  in 
the  East  before  coming  to  San  Francisco. 

Miss  Harriet  Brownell  entertained  a  group  of  the 
season's  debutantes  at  a  luncheon  at  her  home  in 
Clay  Street  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  Kirkham  Smith  of  San  Rafael 
entertained  at  dinner  recently  in  farewell  to  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Evan  Evans  who  are  going  Fast  and  to  Europe 
for  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Clark  Burgard  entertained  with 
a  buffet  luncheon  at  their  home  in    Burlingame. 

Mr.  Nicol  Smith  entertained  about  forty  of  the 
youngei  Bel  at  a  dance  held  at  the  San  Mateo  Polo 
I 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  Alderson  were  dinner  hosts  to 
.i  group  ol  friends  at  the  Alderson  home  in  Green 
Streel  i  et  ently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  M  M,  A  Miller  have  returned  to 
their  home  in  Pacific  Avenue  after  a  sojourn  in 
Southern  California.  Thej  divided  their  time  between 
i    .    Anj  i  U  -  .""i  Palm  Springs. 

Mrs.  Bernard  1  ■"  d  has  gone  to  the  Grand  Canyon 
with  a  part]   of  Friends. 

Mrs.  Harriet  Hume  of  Piedmont  entertained  at 
her  bom<  recently,  tin  occasion  being  a  tea  for  the 
Junioi  League  Shop.  Articles  from  the  shop  were 
on  display 

Mr.  and   Mis    William  Leih  are  expected  to  return 
to  <    tlifc  in  i  mi  May.    Mrs    I  >-i\  is  Stephens,  n  j 
been  wintering   in    Biarritz,  will  return  to  California 
with    Mr.   and    Mrs.    I.eib. 

Mrs.  Richard  Derbj  is  occupying  her  new  home  on 

n  icfa  Street. 

Mrs.   Howard   Park  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home 

recently   in  honor  of   Miss   Patricia  Tobin,  one  of  the 

ti's    debutantes. 

Count  and  Countess  Galcerand  de  Pins  were  guests 
of  honor  at  a  dinner  given  by  Mr    and  Mrs.  Orville 
Pratt    recently.     The    Count    and    Countess    have   left 
for  Europe  where  they  will  pass  the  summer. 


Mrs.   Peter  Beaver  entertained  at  tea  in  honi 
net  sifter.  Miss  Frances  Mace,  whose  engagement  to 
ih    i  laude  Furbuah  was  announced  last  month. 

Mr,   and    Mrs.    Eyri    Pinckard  have  returned  from 
Boston   and    \  ■  h     York    and    will    pass   the  summer  in 

I'.ni  tingame. 

Mi.    Rosa   W.    Weil    visited   with  his  brothei   and 
sister-in-law,    Mr,   and    Mrs.    William    B.    W<  u 
cently.    Mr.  Ross  Weir  spent  a  month  in  Honolulu. 

Mis-  Ann.   ( tddi   Porter  gave  a  dinner  party  at  the 
M  ai  k   l  Eopkina  1 1  cently. 

The  wedding  of  Miss  Adelaide  Nichols  and  Mi 
Michael  Casserly  will  take  place  on  April  21  at  La 
folia 

I  In     I  Dominican    College   of   San   Rafael    will    . 
"Aueassin   and    Nicolctte     as   the   initial    performance 
in  the  ii' a   out-of-door  theatcj   in   Foresl   Meadows. 

The    play    will    be    given    on    May    17.     A    charming 
musical    setting    has    been    made    by    the 

M  usii 

Mrs.    Lee    Eleanor   Graham   has   returned    to   hei 

apartment  at  the  St.    Francis  after  spending  a  month 
at  " l. a  Quinta." 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Miss  Dominga  Russel  and  Miss  Claudia  Smith. 
who  are  traveling  in  Europe  together,  will  spend  the 

summer   in   France. 

Miss  Frances  Stent  will  accompany  the  Count  and 
Countess  de  Pins  on  their  trip  to  Paris  and  later  Miss 
Stent  will  go  on  to  Rome  where  her  sister.  Miss 
{Catherine  Stent  is  at  school. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  Peixotto  are  on  their  way  to 
their  home  in  Florence. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Raymond  Welch  are  en  route  tp 
England  and  will  not  return  to  Burlingame  until 
early  summer. 

According  to  letters  received  by  friends  in  San 
Francisco.  Mrs.  Elsie  Sperry  Fleurot  has  opened  a 
new  cafe  in  Pans. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Evan  Evans  will  spend  the  summer 
abroad. 

Mrs.  Thomas  Magee  and  Mrs    Charles  H.  Bentley, 
with  Miss  Florence  Bentley  and  Mrs.  Thomas  M 
are  in  Italy  and  will  spend  the  Easter  season  in  Rome. 

Mrs.  Ferdinand  Thieriot  has  returned  to  her  home 
in  Paris  after  spending  the  winter  in  Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Balfour  Bow  en  have  left  for  the 
Fast  and  Europe.  They  will  pass  most  of  their  hob- 
day  abroad  in  England. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  Frederick  W.  Me.War  is  in  New  York  where 
she    is    visiting    her    son,    Mr.    John    Breeden.      Mr. 

McXear  will   c.o    Easi    -hortly  to  join  the  family. 

Mrs.  David  Armstrong-Taylor  is  in  New  York  and 
will  be  at  the  Ritz  Carlton  for  several  weeks  with  her 
sister,    Mrs.   James   Corrigan. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Oscar  Sutro  and  their  daughter. 
Miss  Barbara  Sutro.  visited  in  the  East  for  several 
They  returned  to  San  Francisco  on  the  Vir- 
ginia. 

Mr.  Leon  Walker  is  in  the  Fast  visiting  with  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Ralph  Boldl  of  St  Paul.  The  party  IS 
enjoying  a  yachting  trip  otf  the  Florida  Coast. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  L.  Coleman  visited  on  the 
Atlantic  Coast  for  s<  veral  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  B.  Eastland  and  their  daugh- 
ter Shss  Alice  Eastland,  are  m  New  York.  They 
will  return  to  Burlingame  some  tune  this  month. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mrs    Clement    Tobin  and   Mrs.   Adolpb   Spr© 
\i,,,   Doroth)    Spreekels  spent  a  delightful 
night  in  Honolulu  during  March. 

Mr  and  Mrs    Joseph  D    Grant  and  Miss  Josephine 

Crant  sailed  for  the   Hawaiian    Islands  on  the  Malolo 
recently.     Mr.   and    Mrs.    Alfred  J.    Oyster  and    Miss 
were  aboard  the  same  ship. 

Mr.  and   Mrs.  George   P.   Tallant.  Jr..  went  t 

attend  the  marriage  oi  Miss  Susanna  Pat- 
terson Bryant  and  Mr.  Richard  Y.  Dakin.  Mrs. 
Tailant  was  matron  of  honor  at  the  wedding. 

Mr.  and   Mrs     Paul   Fagan  recently  enjoyed  a  trip 

t0     H<  'Iiolultl. 

\L  and  Mrs.  Latham  McMuIbn  spent  a  few  da>s 
I      -  where  they  visited  with  Mr. 

and  Mrs.  Archibald   11.   Fhle  of  Philadelphia. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edmunds  Lyman  were  in  Santa 
Barbara  for  a  week  or  so.  making  their  home  at  El 
Mirasol,  Mr.  and  Mrs  Roj  McWilhams  ol  Biarritz 
accompanied  them. 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


HE    Wh 


At  the  end  of  this  page  last  month — 
L  or,  rather,  at  the  end  of  the  caudal 
paragraphs  which  were  'way  over  among 
the  hawkers — this  note  should  have 
appeared : 

[Note:  So,  in  spite  of  my  protestations,  last  month, 
of  unswerving  fidelity  to  the  hodge-podge  school,  this 
issue  of  The  White  Card  is  consecutive.  But  that  is 
not  my  worst  treachery;  I  promised,  also,  to  use  my 
piece  about  Mencken  this  month  and  terminate  his 
gailing  suspense.  But  we  are  not  any  too  often 
noticed  by  Wilson  Folletts,  and  if  he  can  write  a  long 
article  about  two  sentences  of  mine  I  should,  in 
common  courtesy,  indite  at  least  two  volumes  about 
his  long  article.  So  Mencken  must  chew  his  nails  for 
another  month — unless  they  are  already  used  up,  in 
which  case  he  had  better  chew  Paul  Elmer  More's.] 

But  the  management  up  and  sold  an- 
other ad,  so  the  note  had  to  he  held  over. 
The  strain  upon  Mencken,  it  should  be 
needless  to  say,  has  been  almost  incred- 
ible; he  has  aged  considerably  (anyone 
ages  in  two  months) ;  his  red  suspenders 
have  lost  their  snap;  and,  worst  of  all, 
he  has  become  so  mumpish  and  gruff 
that  Nathan  has  been  impelled  to  leave 
him. 


"Thoughts  while  strolling 


Now,  this  bereavement  is  so  shocking 
that  I  have  not  the  heart  to  use  my  dis- 
course on  Mencken's  influence — it  was  a 
casual  little  thing  quite  unsuited  to  such 
a  sad  occasion  as  this  Mencken  sans 
Nathan  !  It  is  as  though  Beaumont  had 
walked  into  the  Mermaid  without 
Fletcher,  or  as  though  Mutt  were  to  ap- 
pear in  one  comic  strip  and  Jeff  in  an- 
other distinct  and  separate;  it  is  an  un- 
natural state  of  affairs,  and  touching.  I 
can  see  the  wisttulness,  the  hurt,  be- 
wildered look  in  Mencken's  eyes  (what 
a  grea  t  thing,  this  making  a  sympathetic 
character  of  the  old  rouser).  Nathan,  I 
imagine,  was  cool  and  nonchalant; 
Mencken  must  have  blustered  a  bit. 
That  this  should  have  been  my  fault  is 
really  overwhelming  .  .  . 

Through  what  bravado  did  he  render 
the  cover  of  the  Mercury  ugly?  The 
original  design  was  perfectly  propor- 
tioned, a  beautiful  piece  of  work;  and 


From  Sons  and  Lovers:  "On  every  side 
the  immense  dark  silenee  seemed  pressing 
him,  so  tiny  a  spark,  into  extinction,  and 
yet,  almost  nothing,  he  eould  not  be  ex- 
tinct. Night,  in  which  everything  was  lost, 
went  reaching  out.  beyond  stars  and  sun. 
Stars  and  sun,  a  few  bright  grains,  went 
spinning  'round  for  terror,  and  holding 
each  other  in  embrace,  there  in  a  darkness 
which  outpassed  them  all,  and  left  them 
tiny  and  daunted.  So  much,  and  himself, 
infinitesimal,  at  the  core  of  nothingness, 
and  yet  not  nothing." 

The  death  of  D.  H.  Lawrence,  to  judge 
from  the  papers,  was  not  news :  it  was  not 
as  important  as  the  day's  embezzlement  or 
the  engagement  of  a  minor  movie  star. 
It  seems  that  nobody  cared.  One  feels 
almost  shamefaced  in  mentioning  a  genius, 
as  though  one  owed  his  audience  an  apol- 
ogy. We'll  change  the  subject  and  talk  of 
Henrv  Ford  and  radio  and  Louis  Brom- 
field. 

And  yet  not  nothing,  Mr.  Lawrence  .  .  . 


now  look  at  the  damned  thing,  banal 
and  disorganized. 

And  why  has  he  so  carefully  set  about 
splitting  infinitives?  One  gathers  that  he 
went  laboriously  over  the  proofs  of  the 
March  number  and  deliberately  com- 
mitted adverbial  indiscretions  Is  he  at- 
tempting now  to  sponsor  this  badge  of 
vulgarity?  Very  well,  Mr.  Mencken,  to 
eschew  the  pedantic;  let's  go  the  whole 
road.  Let  us  start  all  our  sentences  with 
participles,  let  us  truncate  our  adverbs, 
let  us  use  only  the  present  tense,  let  us 
use  objective  pronouns  for  nominatives, 
let  us  do  all  the  things  which  have  been 
done  heretofore  only  by  yokels  and 
morons.  For  what  does  anything  mat- 
ter now?  Mencken  and  Nathan  are  split. 

Positive  statements  from  ads:  "You 
enter  from  the  promenade  deck 
.  .  .  'Yes,'  you  say,  'B-59  .  .  .'  Your 
steward  has  your  hand  luggage  there. 
The  room  is  full  of  flowers.  You  look 
around  you."  Very  neat, but  what  if, on 
descrying  the  woman  in  the  shower,  you 
suddenly  remember  that  your  room  is 
B-5S? 

"The  Patriot  (a  hat)  is  one  of  those 
rare  creations  that  accommodates  itself 
to  the  mood  of  the  wearer,  grave  or  gay, 
dignified  or  nonchalant."  We'd  like  to 
see  it  show  its  ribs  when  we're  hungry. 

"You  have  never  heard  dance  music 
until  you've  listened  to  Guy  Lombardo." 
Thei  we  probably  never  will;  we'll 
just  go  on  listening  to  whatever  it  is 
Lopez  and  Olsen  and  Ted  Lewis  play. 

"You  who  love  fine  coffee  will  be  in- 
terested in  this  advertisement."  Yes7 
Well  I  didn't  read  it 

"Now  with  a  clean,  clear  skin  and 


your  muscles  well  up,  you  should  in- 
vestigate the  Vienna  Youth  Mask  which 
pours  into  the  inner  tissue  that  electric 
energy  which  keeps  one  young!  While 
you  lie  and  rest,  this  precious  energy 
sings  into  your  tired  eyes,  and  tissues, 
and  hair,  lifts  your  drooping  mouth, 
firms  and  revivifies  your  throat.  You 
emerge  renewed  and  rejoiced  that  in  this 
crowded  world  there  can  be  re-birth 
so  tranquilly."  Great  psychologists,  these 
Viennese. 

"Like  Shakespeare  or  Dickens  or  Tol- 
stoy or  Theodore  Dreiser — The  Ameri- 
can Weekly  deals  with  the  realities  of 
life."  Sure;  any  one  of  those  palookas 
might  have  written  "Miss  Pearl  Gins- 
berg Steps  Right  Out  of  the  Films  into 
the  Heart  of  a  Rich  Egyptian  Prince." 

Come  now,  let's  have  less  foolishness 
in  advertising. 

Which  reminds  us  that  the  most  re- 


"7  cant  take  any  of  these.  Why  dont 
you  give  me  a  poke?" 

pulsive  current  campaign  is  that  of  the 
Cremo  Cigar  anti-spit  crusade  We  are 
happy  to  report  that  we  do  not  smoke 
cigars,  but  if  we  did  we  are  sure  that 
this  association  would  make  us  swear 
off — not  only  Cremos,  but  whatever 
brand  we  might  be  using. 

The  Examiner's  wild  championing  of 
Drs.  Coffey  and  Humber  (whose  integ- 
rity we  do  not  question)  and  their  dero- 
gation of  Dr  Morris  Fishbein  would 
perhaps  be  more  impressive  if  the 
Examiner' s  columns  were  not  quite  so 
full  of  the  ads  of  quack    "remedies." 

Repressions  find  strange  verbal  out- 
lets; witness  the  many  kinds  of  lovers — 
dog-lovers,  art-lovers,  music-lovers, 
lovers  of  the  Great  Outdoors  Why  not 
lump  them  all  as  affectation-lovers?  I 
have  a  dog;  we  have  fun  together — I 
find  him  interesting  because  he  has 
many  human  traits  without  the  human 


APRIL.  1930 


27 


palliations  hue  I  Jo  not  wax  senti- 
mental over  him  And  ot  all  che  an 
[overs,  how  mam  ol  them  know  what 
it's  all  about?  It  we  may  use  the  term 
figuratively,  the  onlj  an  lover  is  the 
artist  i  but  i!  you  call  him  that,  he'll 
probably  throw  something  at  you  The 
only  dog  lover  is.  perhaps,  another  dog 
And  will  someone  tell  me  lust  how  you 
set  about  loving  a  canary? 

T.iiKi    is  a   reawakening  ol    good 
tasce  in  America,''  said  the  opti 
mistic  gentleman  as  he  sat  on  a  taupe 
mohair  chesterfield 

"It  isn't  Art  it  it  tells  a  story,"  said 
the  intellectual  giant  as  he  left  the 
Sistine  Chapel 

"I  trv  to  be  open-minded,"  said  the 
simple  soul  as  he  bought  the  Literary 
Dig. 

"Criticism  is  an  art.  said  che  re- 
viewer as  she  did  another  imitation  of 
John  Riddell 

"We  must  trv  to  appreciate  the 
Higher  Things,"  said  the  clubwoman 
as  she  prepared  to  read  from  Ella 
Wheeler  Wilcox 

"It  you  done  like  this  country,  why 
don't  vou  go  back  where  you  came 
from?"  said  the  second-generation  pa- 
triot to  the  heir  hv  primogeniture  of  a 
seventeenth-century  American 

The  Literarv  Digest's  straw  vote  on 
the  Prohibition  ruckus  is  encourag- 
ing, when  one  recalls  that  this  same  sec- 
tion ot  the  country's  voters,  who  seem 
to  favor  revision  of  the  present  laws, 
foretold  the  election  ot  Hoover  wich 
great  accuracy.  The  middle-west  still 
holds  out  for  lemon  extract  and  Al 
Capone,  but  the  resc  of  the  country  is 
refreshingly  outspoken  tor  honest  drink- 
ing The  only  thing  which  surprises  us 
was  that  the  Digest  was  able  to  find  that 
many  people  sober  enough  to  fill  out  the 
torm. 


"They    named    ihcir    boat    Sue    m 
defiance." 


'9Cn 


nox  c 


for  men  are  now  presented  in  new  se- 
lections that  include  the  unusual  fea- 
tures only  fine  quality  can  account 
for.  Every  garment  is  hand-tailored, 
and  all  are  of  imported  woolens  in 
patterns  not  commonly  to  be  seen. 

Sack  Suits  $65  and.  up  Golf  Suits  $45  up 
Topcoats  $65  up  ...&   Knox   Hats  $8.50    up 

KNOX 


J/    to    o  CJ    n 


ops         in 


5     1        GRANT 
AVENUE 


O   a    n        ,-/    rancisco 

HOTEL       ST. 
FRANCIS 


28 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Going  West  to  the  East 


Ilaiidoiu  Impressions  of  the  Orient  as  it  was  Seen  on  a  Reeent  Visit 

by  DR.  AURELIA  REINHARDT 


The  most  remarkable  Occidental  ever 
to  visit  the  Orient,  I  think,  was 
that  great  thirteenth  century  Venetian, 
Marco  Polo,  who  crossed  Europe  and 
Asia  and  lett  behind  a  lifetime  of  useful 
labor.  He  opened  a  hemisphere  to  Co- 
lumbus, to  Vasco  de  Gama  and  to 
countless  other  great  adventurers  and 
travelers,  but  he  did  something  more,  he 
opened  the  imagination  of  the  people  of 
the  western  hemisphere.  In  fact  he  made 
all  of  us  neighbors.  You  will  remember 
those  lines  in  his  travels  where  he  says 
"Praise  be  to  God  that  I  have  come  back. 
God  sends  travelers  home  that  they  may 
speak  wisely  of  what  they  have  seen." 

.  .  .  How  can  I  picture  wisely  to  you 
the  things  I  saw  during  my  weeks  in 
Japan,  days  in  Korea,  months  in  China 
and  weeks  in  the  Malay  Peninsula? 
Sometimes  there  are  graphic  pictures, 
sometimes  only  pictures  of  the  mind. 

.  .  .  Japan  is  a  land  of  undreamed  of 
beauty,  difficult  to  describe  in  words 
when  artists  with  their  brushes  can  paint 
the  picture  so  much  better.  The  Japanese 
are  a  people  of  rare  intelligence,  unusual 


Editor's  Note:  Dr.  Aurelia  Reinhardt, 
president  of  Mills  College,  and  one  of  the 
leading  educators  in  the  West  was  a  guest 
at  many  colleges  and  universities  and  in 
the  homes  of  Oriental  friends  in  both 
China  and  Japan  during  her  recent  trans- 
Pacific  trip. 


sensitiveness,  energy  and  earnestness. 
They  do  not  laugh  easily.  But  one  never 
hears  the  sound  of  weeping.  They  are 
serious  but  they  think  of  childhood  as  an 
age  of  happiness.  We  Occidentals  think 
of  it  as  associated  with  innocence.  We 
dress  our  babies  in  white,  there  are  gay 
garments  for  the  Japanese  baby — red, 
scarlet,  crimson — colors  of  joy  and  hap- 
piness. The  children  are  carried  every- 
where by  loving  parents  On  the  road- 
side far  from  home  the  mother  may  have 
a  child  on  her  back,  a  father  may  be  lead- 
ing a  little  lad  who  will  have  to  trudge 
weary  miles  The  temple  gardens  are  a 
playground  for  the  happy  children  of  the 
land 

.  .  .  On  a  pilgrimage  to  Nikko  I  en- 
countered a  group  of  student  lads  almost 
shabby   in  their   blue  college   uniforms 


worn  universally  throughout  Japan. 
They  were  week-end  pilgrims  to  the 
autumn  woods  at  Chriseuji.  One  timidly 
addressed  me,  asking  "madam"  if  he 
might  walk  by  her  side,  carry  her  burden 
(a  week-end  bag)  and  converse  with  her 
in  English  and,  for  the  privilege,  ex- 
change phrases  with  her.  His  companions 
soon  joined  him  and  experimented  with 
English  nouns,  verbs  and  prepositions, 
while  they  gave  me  the  native  names  of 
trees  and  shrubs.  The  Japanese  lads'  use 
of  the  word  "burden"  which  came  up 
several  times  in  the  morning  march  to 
the  valley,  recalled  Kipling's  poem,  with 
its  quite  opposite  circumstance.  When 
we  reached  a  little  tea  house,  it  was  their 
pleasure  to  dispense  the  simple  hospi- 
tality of  hot  tea  and  rice  cakes.  Later  I 
found  some  American  caramels  and  had 
great  fun  in  paying  back  a  courtesy  I  had 
so  little  deserved. 

.  .  .  The  thoughtful  Japanese  today  is 
inquiring  about  American  ideals.  At  a 
meeting  in  Osaka  I  was  asked  to  speak 
on   a   somewhat   embarrassing  subject, 

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fFankWerner 

SLIPPER   SALON 

255  Geary  Street 


or  SPECTATOR  SPORTS 

.  .  .  Brown    ana    \S  Kite 
...  is  style  right    .  .  . 


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a  feature 

. . .  exceptional 

$13.50 

The  accepted  vosue,  worn 
at  the  smartest  American 
and  Continental  resorts, 
and  one  that  promises  to 
continue  at  the  height  of 
fashion  through  summer. 


Miami '  . . .  this  sraceful 
pump  of  white  summer  suede 
with  brown  calf  trim,  has 
the  popular  new  walking 
heel  . 


Do  you  know  what  can  be 
done  with  chintz? 

Perhaps  you  are  accustomed 
to  thinking  of  us  only  in  con- 
nection with  the  finest  things 
and  it  has  not  occurred  to  you 
that  we  can  do  wonders  with 
very  simple  materials. 

We  shall  be  glad  to  consult 
with  you  regarding  the  arrange- 
ment of  the  most  informal  room. 

A.  F.  MARTEN  CO, 

1501  SUTTER  STREET 


APRIL.   19.10 


29 


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Here  a  link  l.ubitsch. 

There  an  ancient  wheeze; 
Take  a  Barh  concerto, 

(Did  he  write  concertos? 
I  hope  he  wrote  concertos ; 
I  want  concertos,  please.) 
Hess  it  up  in  four-four. 

Jazz  it  out  of  tune. 
\\  rite  a  lot  of  love-words 

Mother,   You  and  June 

Scramble  up  some  old  words. 

Any  words  will  do. 
Then  you  have  a  theme  song: 

/  Lore  You. 

Here  a  little  Vidor. 

There  a  sister  act. 
Do  we  get  the  houses? 

(You  ask  about  the  houses? 
The  big-time,  first-run  houses? 
W  by,  man,  we'll  have  'em  packed.) 
^  e'll  line  "em  up  for  kilos. 

\S  e'll  stand  "em  by  the  hour. 
Drag  in  a  tap-dance  duo 

And  a  damsel  in  a  shower; 
Drag  in  the  meat  and  mushrooms 

And  hear  our  rivals  squeal : 
Get  a  come-on  title: 

Sex   Appeal. 

I  fa  all  the  angles, 

Hoke  up  all  the  plot: 
Never  mind  a  story, 

C^'hat  the  hell's  a  story? 
We  don't  need  a  story. 
With  the  sets  we've  got.) 
Get  a  load  of  Chaplin. 

Steal  Van  Sternberg's  tricks — 
But  take  it  slow  and  easy, 

Art  don't  go  with  hicks. 
Shoot  a  color  sequence, 

Buy  an  author's  name. 
Gel  some  nifty  paper: 

Love  and  Shame. 

Thousands  for  the  wardrobe. 

Thousands  for  the  light*: 
Get  some  cussin"  dialogue. 

(You  know  what  makes  dialogue; 
Give  'em  dirty  dialogue 
\nd  some  bawdy  sights.) 
Bnj   awaj   mne  «tagc-»tars. 

And  a  mammy  song; 
Take  -tuff  from  ten  director-. 

And   we  can't  go  wrong. 
I.ii    mil  -hoot  the  works,  kid; 

Never  mind  expense — 
Our  name  will  put  it  over: 

Hlinlz  prenent*  .  .  . 


OPEN  AGAIN 


TO  SERVE  YOU 


But  now  with  five  floors  of  footwear,  embrac- 
ing nine  individual,  specialized  shops  of 
charm  and  intimacy  .  .  .  each  interpreting  an 
original  expression  of  America's  new  con- 
temporary art  .  .  .  each  offering  a  beautiful 
collection  of  the  newest  footwear  modes,  in 
all  the  greatest  collection  of  entirely  new 
footwear  ever  assembled  in  San  Francisco. 

SOMMER  cS  KAUFMANN 

538      M  A  R  K  £  T      ST 

Our  119  Grant  Avenue  Shop  is  presenting  an  ad- 
vanced showing  of  higher  priced  footwear  modes. 


30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Once  again  the  eyes  of  the  yachting 
fraternity  of  the  country  and  the 
world  turn  toward  California  and  the 
Pacific  Coast  as  twelve  trim,  sea-going 
cruisers  prepare  for  the  four  hundred 
seventy  mile  race  from  Long  Beach  to 
San  Francisco  which  is  being  held  in 
conjunction  with  the  Second  Annual 
Pacific  Coast  Boat  Show  scheduled  for 
the  Civic  Auditorium  April  23  to  30. 

Sir  Thomas  Lipton,  dean  of  yachts- 
men, has  again  posted  a  thousand  dollar 
trophy  to  be  awarded  the  winner  of  this 
contest,  the  longest  open  ocean  race  held 
anywhere  in  this  country. 

Arthur  N.  McCrate,  whose  cruiser 
Zoa  won  the  race  last  year,  has  entered 
the  cruiser  Hermann  which  flies  the 
burgee  of  the  Long  Beach  Yacht  Club  of 
which  McCrate  is  commodore  Al- 
though the  Long  Beach  Yacht  Club  is 
scarcely  a  year  old,  it  has  already  proven 
itself  to  be  composed  of  hardened  yachts- 
men, as  six  other  members  are  pledged 
to  race  their  commodore  up  the  coast. 
These  are  Ken  Taylor,  Allan  Johnson, 
W.  C  Bilsborough,  Charles  Camp,  and 
Dr.  Francis  J.  Schefick. 

The  construction  of  boats,  often  a 
mystery  to  the  layman,  will  be 
featured  in  the  coming  exposition.  A 
wide  range  of  boats  from  outboard  run- 
abouts and  trim  sailing  dinghies  and 
canoes   to    large-sized   sloops   and    lean 


Boats   and    Boating 

by  NORMAN  A.  HARRIS 

cruisers  will  be  shown.  These  sailing 
dinghies — a  paradise  of  fun  for  any 
youngster — are  ideal  for  use  at  summer 
homes  on  the  lake  or  river  and  may  be 
had  for  even  less  than  a  hundred  dollars, 
thus  bringing  the  sport  of  sailing,  with 
its  excellent  training  in  discipline  and 
selt-reliance,  within  the  reach  of  thou- 
sands of  families  having  lively  boys. 
There  will  also  be  Cub  boats,  lS-footers 
that  carry  a  jib  and  mainsail  and  have  an 
open  cockpit  with  seating  capacity  of  six 
to  eight  people. Next  in  line  tor  size  and 
cost  is  a  24-foot,  6-inch  sloop  that  has 
two  transom  berths  and  space  for  galley. 
Special  interest  is  attached  to  the 
Baby  Bird,  a  25-foot  sloop  designed  and 
built  by  the  United  Ship  Repair  Com- 
pany. This  craft,  a  little  sister  to  the 
popular  Bird  class  boats,  is  finished  com- 
pletely with  galley  and  lavatory  accom- 
modations, as  well  as  transom  berths, 
and  provides  almost  as  much  cruising 
convenience  as  many  larger  yachts  yet  it 
is  priced  under  the  two  thousand  mark. 
Next  in  size  and  popularity  come  the 
Bird  boats  of  which  the  Widgeon,  Mur- 
ray Foster's  new  boat  recently  launched, 
is  one.  These  boats  are  almost  as  fast  as 
the  R's — strictly  racing  craft — yet  have 
cruising  accommodations  which   make 


them  ideal  as  a  family  boat.  So  much  for 
sail  boats. 

Among  the  cruisers  to  be  shown  is  a 
22-foot  craft  shipped  down  from  Seattle 
that  represents  just  about  the  maximum 
power  boat  possible  at  the  lowest  cost  as 
it  is  priced  considerably  under  two  thou- 
sand. The  Nunes  "36"  to  be  shown  may 
be  powered  with  either  gasoline  or 
Diesel  engines  at  the  option  of  the 
owner.  It  has  long  and  racy  lines  that 
place  it  almost  in  a  class  by  itself.  It  was 
designed  by  Capt  Garland  Rotch  who 
was  ship- wrecked  in  1916  on  the  Gulf  of 
Mexico  where  he  and  his  crew  of  five 
men  drifted  on  a  raft  for  six  days  and 
twelve  hours  before  being  sighted  and 
rescued  by  a  windjammer.  Incidentally 
a  letter  written  by  Capt.  Rotch  to  his 
mother  immediately  after  being  picked 
up,  and  in  which  he  relates  his  exper- 
iences in  considerable  detail,  has  been 
printed  in  booklet  form  for  distribution 
at  the  Show. 

A  complete  line  of  Johnson  boats  and 
motors  and  several  beautiful  models  of 
Dee  Wite  runabouts  powered  with  in- 
board motors, will  be  shown  by  B.  H. 
Hebgen  These  little  runabouts  are  prob- 
ably the  greatest  forward  step  taken  by 
the  industry  to  bring  the  sport  of  motor 
boating  within  the  reach  of  the  public  as 
they  are  priced  as  low  as  ten  hundred  and 
fifty  dollars  delivered  at  San  Francisco 


I 


f  asked    would  you  come? 


(J  If  we  extended  to  you  a  real 
friendly  invitation  to  step 
aboard  this  trim  runabout  pow- 
ered with  an  inboard  motor  just 
like  the  high  powered  speed 
boats  that  scurry  across  the  bay 
like  a  baby  chick  startled  by  the 
shadow  of  a  swooping  hawk — 
would  you  come? 

(J  Yes?  Come  along  then;  this 
is  your  invitation. 


Dee  Wite  runabouts 
powered  with  in- 
board motors,  are 
priced  down  to 
$1050  f.o.b.  San 
Francisco  and  may 
be  purchased  on 
convenient  terms  if 
desired. 


at  the 

BOAT 
SHOW 


BHHEBGEN 

^qOMPANY.  LTA; 


-  JWartn*  Specialties^- 
316  MARKET  ST. ^\fj|/-^S AN  FRANCISCO 


at  tin 


BOAT 
SHOW 


Get  Your 
Rot 
a  Baby 
Bird 


If  you  love  to  see  that  youngster 
of  yours  smiling  happy  —  if  you 
want  to  see  him  grow  staunch  and 
true  to  the  best  that  is  in  him  take 
him  sailing  in  a  Baby  Bird.  For 
the  Baby  Bird  is  all  boat,  every 
inch  of  its  timbers,  yet  it  is  large 
enough  for  a  full-grown  man  to 
sail.  And,  best  of  all,  it  is  priced 
low  for  thoughtful  fathers  to  buy 
for  their  boys. 


United  Ship  Bepair 

COM  PA  N  Y 

272    Steuart    Street,    San    Francisco 


APRIL,  1930 


31 


Molly  Merkley 

c,  .       ...  ORdway  0703 

Stylist  £        1885  Vallejo  St. 

^^^^^^^^  San  Francisco 


Itnmloin   Impressions 

(  .  Hi  inuad  tram  pBffl  83 
enough  appearing  to  be  a  school  inarm!" 
An  aenemic  gentleman  presents  a  rose 

Father  Christmas  and  a  Tongue 
Sandwich 

Eleven  at  night  after  one  of  Millay's 
lectures  in  San  Francisco. 

We  are  in  an  interesting  old  house 
Moonlight  spills  into  the  kingdom  of  a 
veritable   Father  Christmas     patron  of 
all    whose    favoured    subjects    are    rare 
folios,  paintings  and  impassive  Buddas 

In  one  corner  of  a  long  room  vcrmil 
lion  lacquer  carvings  topple  against 
golden  screens  One  is  reminded  of 
Judith  Gautier's  fantastic  home  in  Paris 
But  jeweled  trees,  monkeys  and  flaming 
caws  are  absent  Cool  cinder-blue  paint- 
ings, one  feels,  discourage  too  much 
oriental  exoticism 

Millay  relaxes.  She  is  deep  among 
wine  coloured  cushions  Beside  her  are 
ming  horses,  odd  netsukes  and  piles  of 
first  editions  Her  daffodil  gown  is  al- 
most hidden  by  an  intricately  embroi- 
dered Chinese  robe  Small  hands  toy 
languidly  with  a  cigarette  green  eyes 

alert 

Poetry  enshrined  graciously  receives 
the  homage  of  flowers,  brocades  and  fine 
printing  A  drawing  by  Sidney  Joseph 
interests  Our  host  exhibits  at  this  noc- 
turnal baraar  two  resplendent  head- 
dresses Pom-poms  and  delicate  jade 
flowers. 

"That  is  a  beautiful  thing  but  St 
Denis  preferred  the  beady,  more  theatri- 
cal, one — yet  I  did  not  give  it  to  her," 
remarks  our  master  of  ceremonies,  reluc- 
tantly 

"Oh!"  is  the  immediate  exclama- 
tion "I  prefer  that  one,  too,"  putting  it 
firmly  on  her  head  "Indeed  it  becomes 
me  very  well — don't  you  think  so?" 

The  dryad  is  pleased  Knowing  eyes 
peer  out  from  behind  jingling  orna- 
ments There  is  a  sigh  of  feminine  satis- 
faction   .  . 

She  is  still  very  tired  A  veritable 
Sheba,  we  carry  her,  chair  and  all,  in  to 
supper 

"Of  course,  being  a  dryad,  I  should 
cat  nuts  and  leaves  and  things — but  I  do 
like  tongue  sandwiches!" 

Thin  fingers  circle  an  amber  goblet 
Lips  propose  a  toast. 

"To  prohibition,  it  gives  us  such  fear- 
ful ly  good  whiskey  " 

And  then  she  tells  quickly,  brilliantly 
of  the  spell  of  Yeats,  of  Jeffers,  of  India 
and  of  sonnets  and  Beethoven  until 
cockcrow. 

Snapdragon  in  Snoicerystals 

Wi  have  been  dancing  in  the  dim 
ballroom.  Millay  is  wearing  a 
fascinating  dress  Seemingly  it  is  made 
of  hundreds  of  tiny  vari-patterned  laces 


%e  World  Famous 


v^sador 

TS^-V   LosAngeles 

Miss  Mary  Garden 

in  one  of  a  large  num- 
ber of  unsolicited  com- 
ments by  world  famous 
celebrities,  writes: 


"Why  live  elsewhere 

when  the  Ambassador, 

the  most  beautiful  hotel 

in  the  world,  is  here!" 


No  hotel  in  the  world 
offers  more   varied  at- 
tractions .  .  .  superb  27- 
acre  Park,  with  minia- 
-^  /  ture  goli  course,  open- 
"M  air   plunge   and   tennis 
V?5=u*  courts.  Riding,  hunting 
^SjjjgT  and  all  sports,  includ- 
JZ£.    ing      18-hole      Rancho 
Golf  Club  and  Archery- 
Ranges.  Motion  picture 
theater  and   35   smart 
shops  within  the  hotel. 
Famous  Cocoanut 
Grove  for  dancing 
nightly. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Journalistic  Dynamite 

Continued  from  page  9 

to  the  Board  of  Supervisors  from  the 
Sixth  District.  He  had  not,  as  King 
quickly  pointed  out,  even  been  a  candi- 
date for  the  office  from  the  named  ward. 
His  "election"  had  been  accomplished 
by  the  gentle,  old-fashioned  art  of  ballot 
box  stuffing  Casey,  moreover,  it  was 
presently  revealed,  had  served  time  in 
Sing  Sing  before  coming  to  California — 
a  fact  King  promptly  seized  upon  and 
incorporated  in  his  election  stories.  This, 
it  must  be  remarked,  was  anything  but 
an  ethical  thing  to  do.  Casey  was  dis- 
posed to  view  the  election  charge  as  an 
open  issue,  but  he  deeply  resented  publi- 
cation of  his  prison  record.  On  the  after- 
noon of  May  14,  1S56,  he  visited  King's 
office  to  inform  him  of  his  attitude  in 
the  matter,  and  after  some  parley  left  the 
premises.  As  King  was  leaving  his  office 
that  evening,  Casey  stepped  up  and  shot 
him,  inflicting  a  chest  wound  from 
which  King  died  after  lingering  for  sev- 
eral days. 

Organization  of  the  far  famed  Second 
Vigilance  Committee  was  complete  and 
its  armed  will  imposed  upon  San  Fran- 
cisco within  thirty-six  hours  of  King  of 
William's  wounding.  His  death  occurred 
on  May  20th;  his  funeral  was  held  on 
May  22nd.  By  that  date,  the  Vigilance 
Committee  had  seized  Casey  and  Cora, 


had  tried  and  found  them  guilty  of  the 
murder  ot  their  respective  victims.  On 
the  day  of  King's  funeral  they  were  hung 
in  public  and  in  view  of  all  who  cared 
to  witness  the  deed. 

But  all  this  was  not  accomplished 
without  considerable  opposition,  for- 
mally embodied  in  the  Law  and  Order 
partv.  John  Nugent's  Herald  was  spokes- 
man for  this  faction  and  Nugent  de- 
nounced the  Vigilantes  as  demagogues, 
seeking  to  capitalize  and  bring  glory 
upon  themselves  through  a  situation 
that  had  arisen  largely  through  their  own 
selfishness,  carelessness  and  greed.  The 
Vigilante  was  headed  by  leading  mer- 
chants, importers,  exporters  and  manu- 
facturers of  the  young  city.  Fully  90% 
of  the  organization's  membership  was 
drawn  from  the  ranks  of  small  shop- 
keepers, tradesmen  or  professional  people 
or  the  employees  of  such  enterprises.  It 
was  these  very  people,  Nugent  pointed 
out,  who  had  always  been  so  busy  with 
business  and  the  making  of  fortunes  that 
they  had  never  had  time  for  civic  affairs, 
and  even  begrudged  the  time  to  vote. 
Profits  were  sacred  and  always  came 
before  jury  duty,  and  to  escape  from  this 
any  flimsy,  absurd  excuse  had  served. 
Why  now  wail  and  make  such  an  al- 
mighty, melodramatic  fuss7 

For  Nugent  to  take  this  stand — sub- 
sidy or  no  subsidy — required  conviction 


and  courage.  The  heads  of  the  Vigilance 
Committee  were  heavy  advertisers  in 
The  Herald.  What  Nugent  had  to  say, 
the  manner  in  which  he  said  it  moved 
these  gentlemen  to  wrath  and  revenge. 
Among  the  first  resolutions  drafted  by 
the  Committee  was  one  in  which  its 
members,  who  were  advertisers  in  or 
subscribers  to  The  Herald,  pledged 
themselves  to  withdraw  their  patronage 
Against  this  resolution,  William  T. 
Coleman,  President  of  the  Second  Vigi- 
lance Committee,  took  a  vigorous  stand. 
But  his  fellow  officials  were  in  no  mood 
to  give  ear  to  his  arguments  for  the  right 
of  the  paper  to  state  its  convictions.  The 
resolution  was  unanimously  passed;  the 
advertising  and  subscriptions  were  with- 
drawn. The  next  issue  of  The  Herald 
was  half  its  usual  size  and  on  the  same 
day  an  overwrought  mob  gathered  on 
Front  street  and  made  a  bonfire  of  the 
paper.  On  its  part.  The  Herald  held  to 
its  policies  throughout  the  six  months' 
rule  of  the  Vigilance  Committee  and 
managed  to  safely  weather  the  storm  In 
time  and  with  the  return  of  calm 
thought,  it  regained  its  former  prestige 
and  size  and  even  most  of  the  advertisers 
who  had  so  dramatically  deserted  it. 

As  to  The  Bulletin,  it  was  edited,  for 
some  years  by  James  King  of  William's 
brother,  Thomas  King,  who  was  by  no 
means  the  journalist  or  crusader  that  his 


assador 


The  Ambassador  Hotel  is  repre- 
sentative of  everything  that  the 
finest  hostelry  can  be  in  location 
...charm... excellence  of  menus 
and  service . . .  A  roster  of  its  guests 
is  never  without  one  or  more 
names  of  celebrities  of  the  old 
world  and  the  new.  It  is  in  the  so- 
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most  famous  thoroughfares .  .  . 

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brother  had  been  The  paper  led  a  more 
or  less  indefinite  existence  until  Fremont 
Older  assumed  charge  of  its  destinies  in 
the  lSgo's — or  was  it  with  the  opening 
of  the  century?-  -and  it  again  became  a 
force  to  strike  terror  into  the  hearts  ol 
questionable  politicians,  saloon  and 
gambling  house  keepers,  and,  on  one 
hand,  to  glorify  publicity  seeking  par- 
sons and,  on  the  other  hand,  to  con 
found  them  With  the  desertion  of  Older 
for  gaudier  fields  of  endeavor,  The  Bui 
letin  again  languished  sadly.  Lately,  as 
the  reader  will  recall,  the  paper  has  again 
come  under  Older's  direction  to  enter 
new  fields  of  usefulness,  to  survive 
merely  as  a  name,  or,  perchance,  to 
complete  the  cycle  of  its  first  purpose  and 
methods. 


The  Crusadors 

Continued  frum  page  10 

the  blue  table  There  was  no  sign  of  a 
scuffle,  yet,  there  was  something  red  on 
the  tile  floor  near  the  rear  where  a  door 
led  to  the  kitchen. 

"What's  that'"  shouted  the  Count. 

"What's  what!"' 

"It  looks  like  blood!" 

"Ha,  ha,  ha!  Don't  be  silly!  That's 
not  blood !  My  servant  left  me  .  .  .  and 
I  .  .  .  I'm  not  quite  well  enough  to  do 
house  work  ...  It  is  some  catsup  that 
was  spilled  last  night." 

"Catsup?" 

"To  be  sure!" 

"But  what's  become  of  my  pal'" 

She  looked  at  the  open  French  win- 
dow with  Russian  trimmings  and  Per- 
sian curtains  and  Chinese  bamboo 
ornaments.  She  actually  smiled  Such 
obvious  individuality  puzzled  the  Count. 

"Out  with  it!  Where's  my  pal?" 

"Perhaps  he  went  out  after  breakfast. 
Just  a  little  stroll,  maybe?" 

"Say  .  .  .  just  before  I  came  in  here  .  .  . 
I  heard  some  one  caJl  for  help !  It  was  his 
voice!" 

"He  was  not  calling  for  help!" 

The  Skipper  appeared  at  the  French 
window     .     walked  in  took  a  strip 

of  crisp  bacon  from  the  plate  at  the 
table,  placed  it  between  thin  slices  of 
toast,  then  sauntered  out,  as  indifferent 
as  Adolphe  Menjou  in"A  Woman  of 
Paris  "The  Count  displayed  his  agitation 
but  the  fragile  blonde  seemed  not  to 
hear,  in  fact  she  seemed  as  unreal,  un- 
natural, artificial  as  a  wax  model  in  the 
display  window  of  the  Emporium  .  . 
and  just  as  charming. 

"He's  a  poet!"  she  exclaimed,  remov- 
ing part  of  her  flimsies  and  revealing  and 
displaying  the  charms  of  her  possessions. 

The  Count  ran  alter  his  long-legged 
pal  He  pulled  him  back  into  the  break- 
fast room. 

"Are  you  all  right?" 

O  'nitmed  on  next  page 


\  ^AEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/  A 

\  Nov^Ii  Can  Bk  TW*.V 


What  marvelous  luck  to  be  a  L930 
bride  !  And  why,  the  serious-minded  will 
inquire,  should  one  season's  bride  be- 
more  fortunate  than  another's?  Well,  of 
course,  we  admit  our  viewpoint  is  en- 
tirely that  of  the  fashion-minded  .  .  . 
we're  thinking  of  the  trousseau,  if  the 
truth  be  told.  The  possibilities  for  a  pic- 
ture wedding  are  more  fruitful  than  ever 
this  year. 


Never  was  there  a  more  graceful  fash- 
ion era  than  the  one  which  directly 
influences  our  own  .  .  .  that  of  the  Em- 
pire A  Directoire  period  bride  is  quite 
the  most  delectably-costumed  one  that 
our  mind  can  picture  Perhaps  we  are 
slightly  prejudiced  by  the  several  Empire 
wedding  gowns  we  have  just  seen. 
Highly  formal,  and  the  height  of  fem- 
ininity, too  .  .  .  one  in  smooth-as-cream 
satin,  and  the  same  creamy  shade,  with 
quaint  double-puff  sleeves,  a  waistline 
that  couldn't  possibly  be  higher,  and  a 
gracious  train  falling  from  the  shoulders. 


An  even  more  demure  style  is  in 
white  taffeta  (the  dead  white  that  is  the 
majority  favorite  at  all  hcight-of-fash- 
ion  evening  gatherings,)  with  very  full 
short  puft  sleeves,  and  demure  rounded 
neckline  with  gathered  insert  of  lace 
This  would  be  charming  on  the  very 
young  bride. 

And,  of  course,  what  is  a  bride  with- 
out bridesmaids'  Since  organdie,  both 
plain  and  eyelet  embroidered,  has  all  the 
prestige  of  silk  this  season,  added  to  its 
own  youthful  charms,  and  since  it  is  so 


flattering  to  all  types,  why  not  an  old 
fashioned  boquet  ol  bridesmaids  in  or- 
gandie? The  bewitching  collection  both 
in  The  Little  Shop  and  the  Better  Dress 
Shop  will  do  much  toward  making  up 
your  mind. 

II  you  start  out  a  Directoire  bride  you 
will  want  to  carry  on  with  a  travel  cos- 
tume whose  chief  characteristic,  be  it 
suit  or  coat,  will  be  a  graceful  cape 
For  motor  trip  or  train  there  is  no  wiser 
nor  smarter  choice  than  a  new  lacey 
tweed  suit,  particularly  if  it  be  one  of 
the  famous  Sweetinburgh,  or  Forstmann 
cV  Huffmann  weaves  that  distinguish 
our  collection.  They  come  in  true  bride's 
colors,  too  .  .  .  Peach  Moon  .  .  .  Spring 
Blue  .  Azure  Moon  .  .  .  Sun  Blush 
Lilac  Moon  .  Jade  Moon  .  .  .  Redbird 
.  .  .  Primrose  Moon  a  regular  honey- 
moon collection  of  soft  pastels 


With  this  the  soft,  silky  coat  of  lapin 
makes  an  admirable  traveling  com 
panion  ...  in  fact,  it  is  nearlv  as  neces- 
sary as  a  groom  for  a  correct  wedding  in 
the  1930  manner  More  formal  is  the 
sleek  coat  of  burnished  galvac,  and  with 
that,  a  printed  silk,  patterned  in  the 
small,  close  figures  of  the  Directoire 
period  on  a  dark  background  In  either 
case  a  brimmed  hat,  shallow  crowned, 
framing,  but  not  covering  the  face,  is 
right,  in  linen  weave  straw 

Today's  bride  scorns  to  be  anything 
but  practical  in  her  luggage  But  just 
because  she  prefers  one  compact  piece  to 
innumerable  others  does  not  mean  that 
her  wardrobe  is  sacrificed  She  simply 
chooses  that  one  piece  with  a  wise  regard 
lor  compactness  and  concentrated  smart 
ness  In  cither  words,  her  traveling  trous- 
seau is  packed  in  a  Wardrobe  Hatbox 
light  as  a  suic  case  .  .  .  ample  as  a  trunk 

And  having  carried  out  this  program 
she  is  just  as  much  a  White  House  bride 
as  she  is  a  Directoire  bride  ' 


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come  for  luncheon  each  day 
...  let  us  assure  you  that,  no 
matter  how  rushed  we  are, 
the  high  standard  of  cooking 
is  our  first  concern  ...  all 
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"Certainly,  my  dear  Count,  certainly!" 

"Don't  say.  my  dear  Count  .  .  .  Say, 
didn't  I  hear  you  call  for  help?" 

"Certainly  not!  Certainly  not!  I've 
never  felt  better  in  all  my  life!" 

"Oh,  yes!  I  remember  now!  He  did 
call  for  help!"  interrupted  the  young 
woman. 

"What?" 

"My  dear  young  lady!  You  are  a  very 
charming  hostess!  A  very  beautiful 
young  lady  .  .  .  and  I  DO  love  you, 
already!  But  1  did  not  call  for  help!" 

"And  I  say  you  did!"  shouted  the 
Count,  enraged. 

"Yes,  you  did!" 

"Both  of  you  must  have  been  dream- 
ing." 

"Dreaming!  Say,  Skipper  ...  I  repeat: 
I  distinctly  heard  you  call  for  help!" 

"Yes,  he  was  laughing  as  though  he 
would  collapse  .  .  .  and  he  repeatedly 
cried :  Help !  Help !  This  is  too  much  for 
me!  Help!  God  help  me,  I  can't  stop 
laughing!" 

"What!"  The  young  Count  thought 
of  all  the  novels  he  had  ever  read  .  .  .  but 
in  none  of  them  was  there  a  situation 
like  this  one  .  .  .  and  therefore,  because 
of  its  uniqueness,  he  felt  there  was  some- 
thing unnatural  about  it  .  .  .  perhaps  it 
was  the  goofey  house  and  the  artificial 
looking  blonde. 

"Oh,  yes!  She's  right!  That  was  it! 
Ha,  ha,  ha!" 

Was  that  like  Des  Eseintes,  in  A 
Rebours?  or  the  Englishman  who  man- 
aged the  rubber  plantation  in  W.  Sum- 
merset Maugham's  The  Letter?  or  like 
the  Scotland  Yard  Englishman  in  Behind 
That  Curtain  by  Earl  Derr  Biggers7  It 
was  like  none  of  them  .  .  .  was  this  man 
he  had  called  pal,  human' 

"So  that's  it,  uhngh?" 

"She  had  tried  to  hire  laborers  to  take 
down  that  old  unsightly  cross  .  .  .  but 
they  were  all  too  superstitious  .  then 
we  came  along  and  now  she  wants  us  to 
get  it  down  for  her !  Did  you  ever  hear  of 
anything  so  tunny  in  all  your  life?" 

"And  you  call  that  funny?" 

"Go  on  .  .  .  eat  your  breakfast  I 

can't  miss  this  glorious  view  of  the 
dawn  over  San  Francisco  bay,"  said  the 
Skipper,  adjusting  his  monocle. 

"He's  a  poet!"  exclaimed  the  fragile 
blonde 

"Yeah,  he's  a  poet!"  growled  the 
Count 

"It  was  marvelous  to  see  him  yanking 
at  that  rope  .  .  just  think  of  it !  Not 
once  did  he  drop  his  monocle!" 

"Aw  .  .  .  the  coffee's  cold!"  growled 
Count  Theodore  August  Heinrich  Lich- 
spielt-Hoffmann  von  Schmaltzhausen, 
thinking  of  The  Great  Gabbo 


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Aprii  is  a  month  ol  "discoveries" 
.  or  is  it  jusc  chat  Spring  sharpens 
one's  enjoyment  ol  what  would  other 
wise  be  mere  observations  At  am  rate 
there  is  a  zest  to  the  things  first  noticed 
on  these  clear,  earthy  odored  days  when 
the  air  is  pregnant  with  new  growth 

I  don't  know  why  I  didn't  discover 
the  French  Shop  at  Hale's  before  The 
last  few  days  when  I  have  tried  to  Haunt 
mi  "discovery"  in  the  face  of  friends, 
I  am  met  with  discouraging  surprise  - 
their  surprise  at  my  not  knowing  before 
that  original  gowns  by  Worth,  Patou 
and  other  leading  French  designers  were 
to  he  found  in  this  ivory  alcove  on  the 
third  floor  ot  Hale's  Some  ot  my 
smartest  friends  have  long  been  patrons 
of  this  charming  shop  where  adorable 
replicas  of  models  by  "the"  designers 
are  oflered  tor  next  to  nothing  and  where 
originals   are   actually    within   reach. 

Then  there  are  the  new  gloves  at  the 
Frank     Werner     Slipper     Salon !     They 


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actually  don't  need  cleaning'  Can  you 
imagine7  They're  called  "wearclean" 
at  first  1  was  skeptical  of  trusting  coo 
much  in  a  name  but  alter  wearing  a 
pair  a  week  my  faith  in  Santa  Claus  has 
returned 

It  is  nice  to  know  a  place  where  you 
can  return  every  dav  or  two  and  find 
new,  unusual  things  I  think  Joseph 
the  florist,  must  sit  up  nights  thinking 
ol    quaint    gifts    and    flower  novelties. 

Have  you  stopped  in  at  the  Terrace 
and  Garden  Shop,  1137  Douglas 
avenue,  Burlingame?  1  was  there  a  dav 
or  two  ago  for  a  chat  with  Frances 
Breeze  and  to  see  Miriam  Pringle's 
charming  murals.  It  made  my  finger 
nails  fairly  itch  for  nice  black  loam  and 
time  to   garden. 

That  same  day,  before  returning  to 
the  city,  I  happened  to  pass  Ida  Clemens' 
shop  and  picked  up  the  most  adorable 
sports  outfit  I  have  found  this  year  I 
couldn't  resist  poaching  in  Burlingame 
territory. 

After  watching  several  friends  be  re- 
modeled to  fit  their  "poured  in"  frocks 
I  decided  to  give  Julia  Johnson,  the 
Swedish  masseuse,  a  chance  at  a  few  of 
my  superfluous  curves.  I  emerged  feeling 
like  a  new  woman,  chin  up,  feeling 
sleek  as  a  cat,  firmly  convinced  that 
Julia  Johnson  deserves  a  place  on  my 
personal  upkeep  budget. 

And  speaking  of  new  ideas  in  personal 
maintenance,  I  have  discovered  that  I 
can  play  golf  and  go  yachting  and  do  all 
types  of  strenuous  outdoor  sports  and 
not  worry  about  my  hands  so  long  as  I 
have  an  appointment  a'ith  Carrick  arid 
Peterson  for  a  special  hand  and  arm 
treatment     afterwards 


Whether  or  not  you  have  a  son  or  a 
little  brother,  you  can't  help  but  be  in 
trigued  by  the  new  Boys'  Apparel  Shop 
in  the  Fairmont  Their  trig  suits  and 
dapper  accessories  make  one  feel  that 
youth  is  a  special  virtue  where  mascu- 
line clothes  are  concerned. 

The  men  have  their  special  innings 
also  at  Sommer  and  Kaufman's  splen- 
did new  Market  street  store.  The  hunt- 
ing lodge,  closed  to  women  after  the 
formal  opening,  looks  more  like  a  club 
rendevous  than  a  shoe  shop 

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Actually,  a  little  love  of  a  frock 
..of  palest  green  Alencon  lace 
.  .  tiers  and  tiers  so  quaintly 
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239  Posh  Sh-eeh  San  Francisco 


The  Book  Doctor 

Continued  from  page  22 

bright  and  the  dark,"  and  by  opposing 
the  sorrows  or  existence  with  the  flaccid 
weapon  of  meekness. 

Taking  his  start  from  a  play  by  Ter- 
ence, Mr.  Wilder,  after  a  meteorologi- 
cal induction,  wooes  us  with  the  story  of 
the  unrequited  love  of  Chrysis  the  Greek 
hetaira  for  the  handsome  Pamphilus, 
and  the  dilemma  of  this  young  man, 
torn  between  the  marriage  arranged  bv 
his  clan  and  a  truculent  fidelity  to  the 
lowly  girl  Glycerium  whom  he  has 
loved  to  her  hurt  Death  solves  all 
dilemmas,  and  the  tale  ends  with  another 
weather  report  for  the  Mediterranean 
and  the  Holy  Land. 

Mr.  Wilder  does  not  need  a  kind  word 
from  this  reviewer  to  hold  his  readers. 
What  exasperates  is  that  his  wisdom  and 
his  writing  gifts  go  only  to  feed  a  pale 
flame.  His  creations  are  as  pure  of  line 
and  as  flawless  as  pagan  statuary — and 
as  lifeless. 

Prescribed 

"Whan  that  Aprille  with  hise  shoures 
soote — "  The  prescribed  pilgrimage  for 
this  month  is,  naturally  enough,  to  The 
Canterbury  Tales;  and  one  could  do  no 
better  than  renew  the  fellowship  of  the 
Tabard  Inn  and  wend  the  road  again  in 
company  with  Geoffrey  Chaucer,  the 
most  vigorous  and  human  man  of  his 
day.  If  reading  the  old  dialect  interferes 
with  your  delight  in  these  wise  and 
merry  tales,  there  are  several  modernized 
versions,  of  which  the  best  is  by  John 
S.  P.  Tatlock  and  Percy  MacKaye,  one  a 
scholar  and  the  other  a  poet.  The  book 
is  published  by  Macmillan  and  fanci- 
fully illustrated  by  Warwick  Goble. 

Diagnosis 

"The  Great  Meadow,"  by  Elizabeth  Madox  Roberts. 

Full,  rich  narrative  of  the  pioneers  who  opend  up  the 

Blue  Grass  country. 

"Schweik:  The  Good  Soldier,"  by  Jaroslav  Hasek. 

The  book  that  laughed  the  Czech  troops  into  mutiny 

against  their  Austrian  overlords. 

"Exile,"  by   Waruick  Deeping    It  seems  there  was  a 

fine,  wholesome  English  girl  named  Billy  Brown — 

"Lincoln,"  by  Emit  Ludivig.  Honest  Abe  through 
foreign  eyes. 

"The  Subtle  Trail."  by  Joseph  Gollomb  Another  ad- 
venture of  that  sensitive  sleuth.  The  Goldfish. 
"Good-Bye  To  All  That."  by  Robert  Graves.  A  poet  at 
Armageddon. 

"The  Incomplete  Mariner,"  by  Leonard  H  Nason 
Three  sea  stories,  of  which  the  best  by  far  is  "Hunger." 
"Byron,"  by  Andre  Maurois.  What  drives  a  man  to 
become  a  romantic  hero,  write  "Manfred."  and  die 
fighting  for  Greece? 

"Ra-Ta-Plan — ["  by  Dorothy  Ogburn.  Horrors  at  a 
house-party 

"Saint  L'do."  by  Richard  L  \taslen.  A  faintly  ironical 
tale  of  Medieval  Italy  when  sin  was  sin. 

"Mr  Mllliner  Speaking,"  by  P.  C.  W'odehouse.  The 
Laugh  of  the  Month. 

"Orphan  of  Eternity."  by  Carl  Hemrich.  Attempts  to 
be  naughty,  satirical,  and  Cabellaisian. 


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(  Hilt  inued  from  page  38 

"The  Integration  ol  the  American 
Women  into  the  Life  ol  Her  Day  ["he 
people  ol  Japan  arc  eager  to  learn  about 
American  women  and  their  place  in  the 
world,  as  voting  citizens  Serious  groups 
of  three,  lour  and  five  thousand  people 
will  listen  breathlessly  co  Americans 
who  will  discuss  the  evolution  ol  Amer 
ican  women  in  society  They  wane  to 
understand  the  "foreign"  woman,  to 
study  and  analyze  her  and  her  contribu 
tion  to  the  betterment  ol  lite,  and  the 
effect  her  emancipation  has  had  on  her 
influence  in  the  home,  in  business  and  in 
politics 

.  .  The  Japanese  people  already  rec- 
ognize the  lace  that  Japan  is  not  a  suc- 
cesslul  colonizer  At  the  moment  the 
country  is  directing  its  energy  toward 
economic  success  and  an  extensive  study 
o(  its  own  land  Experiments  are  being 
tried  in  Hokkaido,  to  the  north,  in  estab- 
lishing dairies  and  in  the  making  ol 
cheeses  and  other  dairy  products,  the 
growing  ol  fruits  and  vegetables  not 
native  to  Japan,  to  the  end  that  the 
Japanese  diet  may  be  more  varied. 

.  .  .  The  Art  ot  Japan  shows  the  in- 
vasion ot  industrialism  and  reveals  the 
fact  that  the  Japanese  are  today  making 
many  things  for  foreign  trade  with 
which,  mark  you,  they  are  not  cluttering 
up  their  own  houses. 

Of  China  I  can  speak  only  in  a  frac- 
tional way,  so  vast  is  the  country, 
so  varied  are  its  interests  and  so  different 
from  the  Occident  is  it  in  its  approach  to 
life. 

.  .  .  China  is  less  a  unit  than  its  sister 
country  ot  the  Orient,  forgetting  me- 
chanical, economic  progress  in  an  almost 
anguished  effort  to  take  hold  ot  the 
machinery  of  modern  government  as 
exemplified  by  the  United  States  Its 
400,000,000  ot  people  go  back  in  their 
history  beyond  the  years  of  Augustus, 
Romulus  and  Remus  and  KingSoloman. 
The  many  difficulties  of  the 
spoken  dialects  and  the  common  written 
language  are  considered  by  the  Chinese 
as  no  greater  a  problem  than  the  fact 
that  through  the  western  hemisphere 
numerical  figures  are  common  to  every- 
one though  thej  bear  different  names  in 
I  rench,  German,  English  or  Italian 

.  The  Occident  ought  to  be  as 
good  as  the  principles  it  has  taught  in 
China  It  cannot,  in  many  instances, 
understand  Chinese  secretiveness  and 
love  ol  peace,  the  outward  expression  of 
a  philosophy  more  than  4  years  old 
Time  and  educational  opportunity  arc 
required  to  develop  a  unified  Chinese 
government  and  to  do  away  with  the 
unemployment  problem 

.  .  .  The  slow  adjustment  ol  the 
Chinese  mind  to  the  uses  and  possibilities 


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able desert  resorts  about 
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the  guest  ranch  country  of 
Arizona. 

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other on  "Sunset  Limited," 
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comic  and  tragic.  The  American  agents 
install  mechanical  apparatus,  such  as 
Hoover  sweepers,  only  to  find  that  the 
owners  have  no  interest  in  keeping  them 
in  condition,  but  let  the  bearings  burn 
out  cheerfully  and  then  lay  aside  the 
device  as  a  failure  Their  minds  are  fixed 
on  abstract  ideas  rather  than  efficiency 
methods 

.  .  .  The  Oriental  thinks  back  so  far 
beyond  western  civilization  that  his  very 
symbols  are  different  To  him  the  dragon 
and  the  serpents  are  objects  to  worship, 
not  to  be  shunned  and  feared,  as  in  the 
Occident.  He  reverses  many  of  our  cus- 
toms For  example,  the  Chinese  bride  is 
decked  in  scarlet  and  crimson  while  the 
average  American  has  entirely  different 
associations  with  those  colors,  perhaps 
bullfights  and  scarlet  fever.  A  Chinese 
funeral  is  attended  with  deafening 
sounds,  not  with  the  silence  which  ac- 
companies Occidental  sorrow. 

.  .  .  When  people  ask  me,  "What  do 
you  think  of  China,"  I  must  reply  in 
Yankee  fashion,  "What  do  you  have  in 
your  mind  by  which  to  judge  China1" 
Opinion  is  of  little  worth  until  there  is 
some  sound  judgment.  The  thoughtful 
Chinese  believe  that  if  they  can  be  given 
time  they  can  work  out  a  solution  to 
their  problems  of  government,  economic 
independence  and  national  education 


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39 


Solili'i-  llir«'s  ;i  <  ;u-|-i;iu«' 

Continued  front  nags  •  ~ 

carried  on  a  litter  into  a  building  I  pro 
tc-t  I  protest  1  continue  to  protest. 
but  mote  weakly,  when  I  notice  how 
very  pretty  is  the  soeur  who  is  assisting 
the  surgeon  to  dress  nu  wounds  I  can 
see  her  yet,  such  eves,  and  a  dimple  in  the 
chin,  a  figure!  Even  in  che  ugly  white 
gown  she  has  the  proportions  o!  a 
Venus  Solder  shook  Ins  head  at  che 
remembrance.  "But  the  antiseptics,  I 
smell  them  still,  the  gauze,  the  cotton, 
the  glittering  instruments, — ic  is  all  too 
much.  Then.  Mcsdames,  Monsieurs, 
would  you  believe,  this  does  not  suffice !" 
Again  he  arose,  and  with  a  gesture 
worthy  ol  Mounet-Sullv,  continued 
"My  clothing  is  removed,  1  am  bathed 
not  once  hut  twice  in  steaming  waters 
then  I  am  put  co  bed  between  white 
sheets  such  as  1  have  not  known  for 
vcars.  I  am  afraid  co  ask  questions  It  is 
better  to  accept  the  situacion  with  torti- 
tude;  also  I  am  very  tired  Perhaps  it  is 
all  a  dream  I  wink  at  the  prettv  soeur, 
she  winks  back,  I  sleep 

"In  che  morning  I  am  again  washed; 
shaved  and  told  co  arise  and  dress  Clean 
clothing  is  given  me,  only  my  old  boots 
remain  from  my  wardrobe  of  vestcrdav 
I  breaktast  and  am  led  co  a  small  room 
and  told  to  wait.  A  man  comes  in, 
motions  me  co  a  chair,  and  himself  sits 
down.  He  calks;  I  liscen,  hue  only  half 
understand  At  least  I  realize  that  he 
offers  me  five  hundred  francs  to  settle 
mv  claims  against  che  omnibus  company 
tor  che  injuries  I  have  sustained  in  yes 
terdav's  accident.  I  am  magnanimous;  I 
accept.  Sotc  tor  Solder,  eh'" 

"Good  and  sotc."  we  cried.  Our 
laughter  was  interrupted  bv  the  patron. 
who  with  a  worried  look  on  his  face  was 
beckoning  Solder  into  the  bar  "Mais 
que  vcux  tu?"  he  said  impatiently. 
"Speak  out,  man.  vvhac  is  it  you  want1 
Who  needs  mv  services?  Madame 
Duval'  She  is  in  trouble7  A  burse  pipe7 
I  regrcc  I  am  dtsolt  Tell  Madame  I 
have  che  migraine  I  cannoc  come.  It  is 
impossible  One  does  not  mend  pipes  on 
such  a  night;  on  such  a  nighc  in  Spring1' 

"Tu  a  raison,  Solder, "said  one  ot  che 
girls,  "but  now  we  drive;  come,  we 
powder  the  nose,  we  gee  che  wraps; 
Solder  shall  lead  che  way  and  make  che 

great  selection." 

WMTe  left  Pierre's,  Solder  with  a  girl 
WW  on  each  arm,  Baba  and  I  fol- 
lowed We  walked  to  the  Place  Clichv 
where  che  incomparable  Jean  Baciste 
awaited  us  The  usual  dickering  between 
Frenchmen  took  place  Finally  matters 
were  arranged  to  their  mutual  sacisfac- 
cion     We  climbed   inco  che   fiacre,   che 

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swiftest  in  all  Paris.  We  were  ready  to 
start,  the  four  of  us  on  the  back  seat,  our 
feet  resting  on  the  small  one  opposite. 
Great  farewells  took  place, — kisses, 
handshakes, — one  might  have  thought 
us  enroute  to  America  At  last  the  whip 
was  cracked,  our  race  horse  started.  We 
were  so  tightly  packed  we  hardly  felt  the 
humps  as  we  rattled  over  the  cobbles. 

In  turning  the  corner,  we  had  one  last 
look  at  Sdlder  waving  his  hand.  He 
loomed  large  and  lonely  in  the  lamp- 
light. 

Defense  of  Extremists 

Continued  from  page  14 

hopes  became  realized  actualities  of 
American  civilization. 

Any  man  who  is  ambitious  to  achieve, 
whatever  his  chosen  field,  will  do  well 
to  consider  carefully  before  trying  too 
hard  to  avoid  being  an  extremist.  In 
the  long  run,  extreme  views  may  help 
more  than  hinder  him.  If  he  goes  into 
banking,  for  instance,  let  him  visualize 
banking  as  a  great  instrument  of  help 
to  all  the  people  as  well  as  the  provider 
of  a  future  for  himself.  Let  him  feel 
that  banking  is  a  profession  the  enrich- 
ing influence  of  which  has  never  been 
fully  exercised  in  a  world  of  commerce, 
industry — and  human  beings.  Let  him 
carry  out  with  unvarying  determination 
the  ideals  as  well  as  the  practicalities  of 
his  life's  work. 

If  he  should  choose  the  ministry,  for 
another  instance,  let  him  be  not  the, 
conservative  puppet  of  a  society  pulpit 
but  the  challenging  herald  of  a  loftier 
code  of  life.  With  the  zeal  and  ardor  of 
an  apostolic  missioner  he  will  perpetuate 
and  enlarge  human  acceptance  of  the 
Faith  that  is  not  even  sustained  by 
priestly  caterers  to  conventional  ways 
of  living. 

Extremists  can,  of  course,  be  wrong; 
but  we  may  remember  that  whenever 
and  wherever  there  is  something  mo- 
mentous to  accomplish  it  is  generally 
the  extrenieist  who  does  it. 

Reviewing  the  situation,  it  appears 
that  youth,  more  than  any  other 
part  of  society,  is  affected  with  the  pre 
vailing  idea  of  avoiding  extreme  views 
in  anything — is  sold  on  the  idea  of  tak- 
ing life  as  a  casual  proposition.  Many 
young  people  go  about  seeking  the 
happy  medium  in  every  field  of  thought, 
in  contra-distinction  to  the  deluded  ex- 
tremeist.  By  simulating  analytical  think- 
ing they  hope  to  exhibit  to  a  world  still 
handicapped  by  hidebound  convictions 
their  own  surpassing  erudition  Youth 
overlooks  the  fact  that  all  the  leaders  of 
the  human  race  have  been  extremists  of 
one  sort  or  another;  is  oblivious  to  the 
fact  that  the  very  system  of  education, 
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to  arrive  at  whatever  views  it  has.  was 
evolved  through  the  zealous  cllorts  of 
those    who    fought    to   overcome   con 
servative  resistance  to  the  principle  ol 
public  education 

Looking  to  the  Future,  ic  is  apparent 
that  a  reversal  ol  the  current  trend,  the 
raising  ol  more  and  better  extremists, 
might  give  us  some  genuine  bigots  in 
the  crop  But  a  lew  bigots  are  more  to 
be  desired  than  what  may  be,  intel- 
lectually speaking,  a  generation  of  list- 
less nincompoops 


llnmloin   Impressions 

Continued  from  iuikp  31 

that  look  like  snow  crystals  A  curious 
necklace  of  diamonds  and  emeralds  that 
belonged  to  Elinor  Wvlie  is  round  her 
neck. 

"I  am  simply  mad  about  dancing  .  .  . 
You  know  1  had  a  variety  ol  (lowers  to 
wear  tonight  but  I  left  them  in  the  bath 
tub  The  poor  things  get  so  hot  and 

droopy  Isn't  the  West  amusing'  .  .  . 

I  long  for  the  Maine  coast  1  saw 

daphne  the  first  time  in  my  life  yester- 
dav  and  in  California  !  .  .  .  A  reporter  in 
Texas  told  me  she  longed  tor  the  excite- 
ment and  inspiration  of  another  war  .  .  . 
1  simply  exploded  " 

Drvads  have  the  whipping  fire  of  en- 
raged snapdragons! 

"I  once  wrote  a  novel  called  'Hardy 
Guts  '  Isn't  that  a  swell  title7  But  some- 
one else  used  the  same  theme  in  a  Neigh- 
borhood Playhouse  show  before  it  went 
to  press  I  was  frightfully  disappointed 
The  dryad  looks  up,  the  orchestra  leader 
is  paying  more  attention  to  the  micro- 
phone than  to  his  audience 

"How  unspeakably  rude  that  man 
is!"  exclaims  "herself  gathering  a 
smart,  deep  blue  cloak  about  her.  "He 
seems  quite  indifferent  to  his  visible 
patrons — forgetting  us  in  his  anxiety  to 
please  unseen  admirers.  Let  us  leave  I 
am  affronted  hv  his  lack  of  manners!" 

The  snapdragon  exits. 





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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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into  police  station)  . . .  Oh, 

oh,  oh!  I've  lost  that  beautiful 
platinum  bracelet  Elmer  gave  me 
for  my  birthday.  What  shall  I  do, 
please,   sergeant? 

Officer     [one  of  San  Fran- 
cisco's finest  and  shrewdest) 

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your  head,  too.  You  run  right  over 
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Nearly  everybody  reads  the 
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Continued  from  page  21 

good  that  one  scarcely  remarked  it.  Only 
one  member  of  the  organization  was 
known  to  San  Francisco — Mme.  Gadski. 
To  its  credit  let  it  be  said  that  it  gave  her 
nightly  a  splendid  ovation.  We  expected 
o  find  that  time  had  taken  toll  of  her 
voice  and  it  was  even  so.  But  the  mark 
of  time  was  more  particularly  upon  her 
stage  presence.  Her  high-heeled  slippers, 
her  Valkyrie  gown  with  a  train,  her  red 
marcelled  wig — all  bespoke  the  stage 
tradition  of  another  day.  One  thing  the 
motion  picture  has  done  for  us  is  to 
make  us  critical  of  such  details.  Opera 
still  clings  to  the  incongrous  more  than 
any  other  form  of  stage  art  on  the  mis- 
taken theory  that  music  justifies  every- 
thing. We  had  an  example  of  this  in  the 
production  of  "The  Masked  Ball"  by 
the  Pacific  Opera  Association.  The  scene 
in  the  fortune  teller's  cave  with  its 
seeress  tricked  out  in  a  Hallowe'en 
witch's  costume  turned  the  whole  act 
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true  Rockies.    Below  you   are   the   terraces.  Only  40  miles  away  lies  Lake  Louise,  jewel  of 

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THE  GATEWAY  TO  BEAUTY 

Why  grow  old  when  there  are  ways 
to  retard  the  relentless  hand  of  Dame  Age  .  .  . 
The  rightful  heritage  of  every  woman  is  to  be  lovely — 
and  yet  carelessness  and  neglect  rob  her  of  this — her 
most  cherished  possession.  The  bloom  of  youth  can  be 
preserved  many  years  beyond  the  period  when  age  be- 
gins to  exact  its  heaviest  toll  if  a  woman  will  seek 
scientific  advice  and  put  forth  the  effort  neces- 
sary to  the  attainment  of  her  goal  .  .  .  But 
until  May  1st  where  could  a  woman  go  for 
a  thoroughly  scientific  analysis  of  her 
beauty  requirements?  Where  could  she 
go  to  build  up  beauty  from  within  as  well 
as  by  the  aid  of  external  treatments?  .  .  .  On 
May  1st  KAYA  LAMA  was  opened  on  the  fifth  floor  of  the 
Liebes  Building  here,  in  beautiful  surroundings,  a  noted  beauty  specialist  offers 
the  secret  compositions  of  ancient  Egypt  and  outlines  treatments  which  represent  the  triumph 
of  youth  over  age,  treatments  which  promise  an  indefinite  postponement  of  age  signs.  Each  woman 
entering  this  luxurious  salon  is  given  a  scientific  analysis  .  .  .  Should  the  cause  of  her  beauty  woes  lie  within, 
eminent  doctors  will  be  recom-      "T  7"     A  "^[  T  A        TT        A     "A     /T     A         mended  that  a  thorough  ex- 
amination may  be  given  and  the        l^.       £\    ^/   £\         I        Zj\     f\/||    /-\       r°ot  of  the  evil  checked — so  that 
external  beauty  of  form  and  face      JL^X   Jk-JLA   Jk.     A-JA.   Jk.i.Tjk.4.   Jk     rnay  be  achieved  .  .  This  recognized 
beauty  authority  insists  that  diet,  massage,  exercise,  posture  and  building  up  of  general  health  are  as  necessary  to  personal 
beauty  as  are  creams,  lotions  and  various  applications.  She  emphasizes  the  fact  that  the  wrong  diet  and  insufficient  exercise, 
as  well  as  ills  of  the  mind,  must  be  corrected  before  true  beauty  can  exist.  Through  the  assistance  of  a  noted  physical  cultur- 
ist  and  through  scientific  treatments  given  in  KAYA  LAMA,  excess  fat  is  reduced  while  health  is  guarded.  If  a  woman  is  under- 
weight, her  body  is  built  up  and  nourished  into  loveliness.  For  dry,  sallow  or  oily  skins  there  are  individual  treatments  that 
correct  the  cause.  Hands  that  show  age,  necks  and  chins  that  have  been  allowed  to  show  the  effect  of  years  are  brought  back  to 
youth  .  .  .  The  beauty  secrets  of  ages  lie  back  of  the  treatments  given.  Methods  of  restoring  and  keeping  beauty  that  have  been 
practiced  for  centuries — ever  since  woman  first  looked  into  a  mirror  and  saw  the  first  wrinkle — all  have  been  studied — all  have 
contributed  to  the  knowledge  which,  combined  with  recent  scientific  discoveries,  is  now  at  your  command  .  .  .  And  all  in  ex- 
quisite surroundings.  Entering  the  salon,  you  pass  through  a  gorgeous  gateway  that  symbolizes  the  ideal  of  KAYA  LAMA — 
the  "gateway  to  Beauty."  In  the  reception  room  large  clusters  of  lights  in  each  corner  shed  a  colored  glow  on  the  scene — 
a  glow  that  changes  with  the  time  of  day  and  the  psychological  reaction  of  the  visitor.  From  this  sumptuous  salon  you 
go  into  the  treatment  rooms  where  there  is  the  atmosphere  of  ancient  Egypt.  There  are  rooms  with  couches  for  rest 
and  relaxation  and  there  are  powerful  sun  lamps  and  ultra  violet  ray  lights  to  stimulate  and  revivify.  Beyond  all 
these  you  find  the  ultra  modern  office,  symbol  of  scientific  efficiency.  The  entire  setting  of  this  temple,  dedicated 
to  beauty,  has  been  created  by  Arthur  Mills  of  the  Berry  studios  who  has  interpreted  the  spirit  of  oldtime  Egypt 
in  modern  adaptation.  The  rich  hangings,  the  colors,  the  lights  all  are  modern  in  feeling  though  recreating 
an  atmosphere  of  the  palaces  along  the  Nile  where  women  preserved  and  cared  for  their  beauty  centuries 
ago  .  .  .  The  beauty  authority  who  has  inspired  KAYA  LAMA  presents  unique  and  remarkable  cos- 
metics that  are  truly  products  of  worthy  and  ancient  lineage.  Mysterious  in  composition  and  com- 
pounded of  the  rarest,  purest,  most  penetrating  oriental  oils  and  herbs,  there  is  unbelievable 
"magic"  in  every  antiguated  porcelain  jar.  It  is  most  interesting  to  learn  that  these  creams 
are  waxless — which  means  clean,  contracted  pores  and  a  delightfully  smooth  skin  tex- 
ture after  their  use.  The  coming  months  will  prove  that  KAYA  LAMA  is  truly  a 
gateway  to  beauty.  Physical  plainness  can  be  transformed  into  enticing,  lasting 
beauty  by  learning  the  subtle  art  which  is  transmitted  to  you  when  you 
enter  KAYA  LAMA.  In  the  reassuring  atmosphere  of  this  magnificent 
TEMPLE  OF  PERPETUAL  BEAUTY  one  senses  the  fulfillment 
of  all  that  is  promised  .  .  .  Through  the  far-reaching 
plan  of  this  beauty  authority,  future 
improvement  of  muscle  support  is 
inevitable  for  every  cell  and  tissue  of  the 
skin     is      revitalized     and     rejuvenated. 


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May  12:  Byrde  Therese  Convery,  Dramatic 
and  Musical  Recital,  8:30. 

May  15:  Kathryne  Julye  Myers,  Harp  Recital, 
8:30. 

May  20:  Harry  Cykman  (7-year-old  violinist) 
8:15;  Stradivarius  Quartet,  every  Thursday 
evening  at  8:15,  and  Sunday  afternoons  at 
3;  Mills  College  (in  its  second  season  of 
Chamber  Music). 

THE  SCREEN 

California:  "The  Song  of  The  Flame,"  fea- 
turing Alice  Gentle,  Noah  Beery,  Bernice 
Claire  and  Alexander  Grey;  Dolores  Del 
Rio  and  Edmund  Lowe  will  also  be  seen  in 
"The  Bad  One" — very  bad,  indeed,  they 
sav! 

Granada:  "Show  Girl  in  Hollywood,"  Alice 
White  and  Jack  Mulhall  depict  the  dilemma 
of  a  show  girl  in  the  movie  colony. 

St.  Francis:  "Paramount  on  Parade,"  an  all- 
Paramount  cast;  "The  Big  Pond"  will  also 
be  shown  with  Maurice  Chevalier  and  Clau- 
dette  Colbert. 

Fox:  "Caught  Short,"  Marie  Dressier  sup- 
ported by  Polly  Moran,  Anita  Page  and 
Charles  Morton. 

Orpheum:  "Cue  Koos,"  Bert  Wheeler  and 
Robert  Woolsey,  the  world's  greatest  com- 
edy team. 

Embassy:  "Hold  Everything,"  Winnie  Light- 
ner  and  Joe  E.  Brown.  (Hilarious!  De- 
lirious! Uproarious!  Held  over  by  popular 
demand. ) 

Warfield:  "Rogue  Song" — leaves  you  breath- 
less with  passion,  beauty,  and  fun.  Lawrence 
Tibbett,  Catherine  Dale  Owen  and  cast  of 
500. 

DINING  AND  DANCING 

The  Palace:  Unsurpassed  foods,  served  in  an 
atmosphere  of  warmth  and  color. 

St.  Francis:  A  landmark  not  to  be  forgotten 
for  hospitality  extended  to  the  guests  within 
its  portals. 

The  Fairmont:  It  is  here  where  the  stranger 
feels  at  home. 


Mark   Hopkins:     Its  doors   open   wide   to   all 

outside.    To  enter  is  but  the  fulfillment  of 

the  tourists'  desires  as  to  cuisine  and  service. 
Sir  Francis  Drake:  Afternoon  teas  in  the  lobby 

are  quite  the  vogue. 
The  Courtyard:    A  breath  of  old  California, 

within  the  heart  of  Chinatown. 
Coppa's:    Chicken  portola  served  in  cocoanut 

shells  pleases  the  most  discriminating. 
Russian  Tea  Room:    Unusual  foods  served  in 

a  manner  that  makes  the  guest  linger  a  little 

longer  over  the  demi  tasse. 
The  Silver  Slipper:    Where  good  fellows  make 

whoopee  beneath  entrancing  lights. 
Jacinto  Mexican  Grill:    Where  Mexican  foods 

are  eatable  without  the  tang  of  spices  that 

burn  the  palate. 
Russell's:    Foods  that  delight,  served  in  a  way 

that  pleases. 
Solari's:    A  place  that  is  known  for  its  cordi- 
ality. 
The  Lido:    Where  dull  care  is  thrown  to  the 

winds. 
Post  Street  Cafeteria:    For  those  who  seek  the 

best — where  time  and  service  count. 

THE  STAGE 

Alcazar:  George  Henry  Trader,  who  has  just 
returned  from  Australia,  where  he  went  to 
play  his  role  of  the  father  in  "Pigs"  and 
also  to  act  in  "The  Perfect  Alibi,"  "Laugh 
That  Off,"  and  "Kempy,"  will  be  seen  in 
the  production  of  "Hell's  Bells,"  the  farce 
comedy  that  opens  here  May  4th.  Florence 
Roberts  takes  the  part  of  the  landlady  of 
the  small  town  hotel,  while  Jap  Stillson, 
the  other  mining  prospector,  will  be  played 
by  Leo  Lindhard. 

Columbia:  "Hi-There,"  the  first  intimate  re- 
vue to  be  entirely  built  in  San  Francisco, 
promises  much  in  addition  to  placing  this 
city  on  the  producing  map.  All  the  princi- 
pals were  brought  here  from  New  York 
several  weeks  ago  and  include  Odette  Myrtil, 
Ken  Murray,  Frank  Beaston,  Teddie  Wal-- 
ters,  Lester  Vail,  Billy  Griffith,  Steve  Fagan, 
Royal  Foster  and  Helen  and  Milton  Charles- 
ton. 


Curran:  "New  Moon,"  with  Perry  Askam  and 
Josephine  Houston,  with  company  of  100, 
holds  the  stage  at  this  theatre. 

Capitol:  Mei  Lan-Fang,  China's  greatest  actor, 
in  two  entirely  new  plays,  "Teasing  the 
School  Master,"  and  "The  Tray  and  Sleeve 
Dance"  from  "Ma-ku's  Birthday  Offering." 

President:  "Mary's  Other  Husband,"  with  the 
distinguished  comedian  Taylor  Holmes — a 
carnival  of  laughter. 

SPORTS 

P.  A.  Track  Meet:    May  3rd,  Kezar  Stadium. 
California     Inter-Collegiate:     May     17th,    at 

Stanford,  Palo  Alto. 
Military  Carnival:    May  2-3-4  and  5,  Presidio. 

ART 

Paul  Elder:  Water  colors  by  Selden  Connor 
Gile;  Paintings  and  Textiles  by  Salome  L. 
Johonnot. 

Gumps:  A  collection  of  18th  and  19th  cen- 
tury rugs  will  be  shown  May  5th  to  17th, 
Persian,  Turkish  and  Chinese,  one  of  the 
outstanding  Chinese  rugs  being  a  silk 
Throne  Rug;  also  a  picture  rug  taken  from 
the  Palace  of  the  Forbidden  City. 

Galerie  Beaux  Arts:  Dorr  Bothwell,  who  for 
the  past  year  has  been  living  in  Samoa,  will 
exhibit  oils,  water  colors  and  pastels  April 
30th  to  May  14th.  Monday  evening,  May 
5th,  this  artist  will  receive  the  public,  giv- 
ing an  informal  Samoan  entertainment 
having  the  support  of  a  few  dancers  who 
will  interpret  the  Samoan  dances.  John 
Carroll  of  New  York  also  exhibits  an  oil 
and  sixteen  drawings  at  this  time  in  the 
main  gallery. 

California   Palace   of   the   Legion   of   Honor: 

The  Fifty-second  Annual  Exhibition  of  the 
San  Francisco  Art  Association — national  in 
scope,  including  invited  works  of  art  by 
leading  contemporary  artists  of  the  East  as 
well  as  a  splendid  representation  of  West- 
ern art. 

East-West  Gallery:  Claire  von  Falkenstein  ex- 
hibit of  charcoals — colored  crayons  and 
watercolors.  May  2nd  to  16th. 


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TO  THE  EDITOR 


I  NOTE  with  sorrow,  my  dear  editor,  that  in 
a  recent  review  you  mention  Art  Hickman, 
Paul  Whiteman,  Anson  Weeks  and  others  as 
great  conductors  whom  San  Francisco  has 
produced  and  yet  you  entirely  neglect  to  men- 
tion Walter  J.  Adams.  It  is  just  possible  that 
your  musical  education  stopped  short  or  the 
point  where  you  would  have  come  across  the 
interesting  Adams,  for  Adams  never  rose 
above  the  level  of  the  Barbary  Coast  during 
his  musical  days,  though  since  his  entry  into 
the  world  of  belles  lettres  he  has  gone  far  and 
will  go  farther. 

Long  before  Hickman  there  was  Adams 
with  a  one-man  orchestra  playing  for  one  of 
the  greatest  medicine  men  in  the  business  up 
and  down  the  Golden  State.  Eureka  nurtured 
Adams,  all  California  was  his  playground,  and 
now  he  is  spending  his  declining  years  writing 
in  Honolulu. 

His  autobiography  appeared  in  a  recent 
edition  of  the  Honolulu  Advertiser  and  since 
it  was  not  copyrighted  I  presume  you  may 
reprint.    It  follows: 

"On  a  dark  and  stormy  night  in  the  hamlet 
of  Pittsburgh,  Pa.,  was  born  the  man  who  was 
later  to  be  known  as  'America's  Boon  to 
Journalism'  or  'Where  has  that  mug  gone 
to  now?' 

"On  that  night  (it  was  the  9th  of  Novem- 
ber, 1892,  a  courtly  Englishman  of  the  old 
school  was  hastily  summoned  from  the  Dutch- 
man's around  the  corner.  He  arrived  wiping 
frost,  or  foam,  from  his  carefully  trimmed 
beard. 

"He  was  greeted  by  a  beaming  nurse.  'Mr. 
Adams,'  she  said,  'the  stork  has  arrived.' 

"  'Well,'  the  head  of  the  house  answered 
automatically,  'tell  them  to  charge  it.  I  haven't 
any  change  with  me.' 

"  T  mean,  Mr.  Adams,'  said  the  woman 
with  an  indulgent  smile,  'you  have  a  little 
son,'  and  therewith  held  up  an  object  in  her 
arms. 

"Adams  pere  gave  her  a  suspicious  look. 
'Where  is  he?'  he  demanded. 

'  'There's  the  little  basket,'  she  replied  with 
a  meaning  smile. 

"  'None  of  your  wisecracks,'  snapped  the 
former  Oxford  don,  'after  all,  he  is  my  son,' 
and  the  woman  withdrew  in  confusion  after  a 
muttered  apology  that  she  had  merely  referred 
to  the  basinette  in  which  the  infant  had  been 
placed  and  had  meant  nothing  personal. 

"The  new  father  gazed  long  into  his  only 
child's  puckered,  but  even  at  that  age,  hand- 
some face.  Then  with  a  sigh  he  turned  and 
went  back  to  the  Dutchman's  around  the 
corner.   He  was  gone  a  week. 

"Young  Adams  was  shortly  christened  Wal- 
ter James  in  honor  of  two  members  of  the 
family  who  immediately  filed  suit,  and  an 
estrangement  resulted  which  has  lasted  to  this 
day.  Soon  he  developed  a  strong  tendency 
toward  the  arts,  including  music  and  journal- 
ism, and  would  spend  hours  at  a  time  sleeping 
in  any  spot  where  he  happened  to  be. 

"Much  could  be  told,  did  space  permit,  of 
his  early  youth;  of  his  graduation  from  school 
and  the  resultant  scandal  and  impeachment 
of  the  board  of  education;  of  his  career  as 
treasurer  of  a  Musicians  Union  which  ended 
when  the  books  were  unexpectedly  audited 
one  day;  of  his  realization  of  the  evils  of  the 
rum  traffic  when  cash  registers  were  intro- 
duced in  a  saloon  in  San  Francisco  in  which 
he  was  employed  as  host,  and  of  his  works  as  a 
sports  editor  which  was  abruptly  terminated 
when  it  was  found  he  was  learning  something 
about  sports. 

"Space  and  public  sentiment,  however,  do 
not  permit,  so  we  find  him  next  a  widely 
known  citizen  of  Eureka,  California.  At  this 
time  a  pronounced  ability  for  eating,  drink- 


ing and  playing  the  bass  drum  was  noted  in 
the  young  man.  And  with  these  talents  he 
served  his  country  during  the  late  war. 

"He  entered  the  army  after  a  three  weeks' 
search  by  a  posse  in  the  Humboldt  forest, 
where  he  was  known  as  Nanook  of  the  North, 
and  immediately  was  awarded  the  grade  of 
private.  He  emerged  from  the  army  without 
any  loss  of  rank,  and  entitled  to  show  on  his 
service  record  the  significant  letters  A.W.O.L. 

"When  a  new  sheriff  was  elected  in  Hum- 
boldt County  young  Adams  decided  to  visit 
Honolulu.  He  arrived  in  Honolulu  on  the 
S.  S.  Lurline,  much  to  the  amazement  of  the 
ship's  company.  His  services  were  immedi- 
ately snapped  up  by  a  Honolulu  newspaper 
and  with  his  broom  and  dustpan  he  started 
his  brilliant  newspaper  career. 

"Almost  at  once  he  showed  his  genius  as  a 
deviser  of  labor-saving  methods.  He  invented 
the  'I'm  going  out  for  a  sandwich,'  scheme 
and  the  'I'll  be  a  little  bit  late  today,"  and  the 
'I'm  out  on  a  story'  idea  now  universally  in 
use.  Patiently  he  pitted  his  wits  against  those 
of  city  editors  until  the  perfect  device  was  dis- 
covered: That  is  the  column  entitled  'The 
Meal  Ticket  of  "Doc"  Adams.' 

"This  column,  sparkling  with  time-tested 
humor,  he  still  conducts  in  spite  of  the  fact 
that  envious  fellow  workers  stole  his  shears 
and  paste  and  destroyed  all  available  copies 
of  Life,  Judge,  New  Yorker  and  the  Ameri- 
can Legion  Weekly  humor  section. 

"Adams  has  written  many  stories  and  arti- 
cles for  the  Saturday  Evening  Post,  the  Ameri- 
can Mercury  and  similar  publications.  One 
entitled  'Uncle  Tom's  Cabin,'  a  gripping 
novel  of  the  South,  is  expected  to  be  sold  at 
almost  any  time.  In  this  case  he  used  the  pen 
name  of  Harriet  Beecher  Stowe. 

"Today,  young  Adams  is  a  young  man  in 
the  first  flush  of  his  youth,  unspoiled  by  suc- 
cess. His  tastes  are  simple,  ginger  ale  and  ice 
being  abhorrent  to  him  since  a  recent  trip  to 
Australia  with  the  U.  S.  Fleet.  He  is  invari- 
ably immaculately  dressed  at  all  hours  of  the 
day  or  night.  He  scorns  the  effete  ideas  of 
modern  youth  and  always  sleeps  in  his  under- 
shirt and  sox,  in  the  manner  of  his  forbears. 
His  favorite  food  is  free.  His  favorite  recrea- 
tions blondes  and  brunettes.  He  plays  a 
marimba  band  with  either  hand." 


Aloha  from 


M.  JEADELAIRE. 


I'M  getting  a  little  tired  of  all  this  conversa- 
tion about  doing  things.  All  of  a  sudden 
we  must  all  up  and  be  creative  artists.  No 
matter  if  we  were  intended  to  be  merely  ordi- 
nary people,  living  mundane  lives.  We  must 
discover  our  ego  and  flaunt  it  before  a  dis- 
interested and  indifferent  world.  At  least  we 
must,  if  we  would  continue  to  be  considered 
"all  right" — the  modern  world's  sesame  ver- 
dict. 

So  poor  Mary,  who  writes  a  fairly  decent 
letter,  is  told  she  is  a  potential  writer  of  the 
Great  American  Novel,  and  spends  the  rest 
of  her  youth  wearing  out  a  typewriter,  not  to 
speak  of  her  nerves.  (And  the  editors! )  She 
should  be  playing  tennis  in  the  sun,  or  resting 
after  a  hard  day  at  the  office — but  no — she 
permits  herself  barely  enough  time  to  eat  and 
then  sits  down  to  her  self-imposed  labor.  "A 
pity  not  to  take  advantage  of  your  talents, 
creating  is  limited  to  the  clever  neat  retorts 
she  directs  at  the  current  boy  friend,  who  has 
a  yen  for  a  mistress  who  does  things  and  eggs 
her  on  to  her  less  than  mediocre  efforts.  And 
that  isn't  all. 

Bob,  who  used  to  do  amusing  but  crude 
cartoons  of  his  profs,  becomes  an  infatuated 


admirer  of  the  nouveau  art,  neglects  his  mat- 
tress business  and  spends  whole  mornings 
daubing  helpless  canvasses  with  paints.  More 
creative  urge! 

The  worst  of  it  is  YOU  probably  become 
infected,  too,  and  torture  your  poor  brain 
into  turning  out  some  opus,  and  spend  your 
next  month's  salary  on  postage  stamps  and 
your  next  year's  exercise  running  up  and 
down  to  the  mailbox,  looking  to  see  whether 
your  masterpiece  has  come  back  once  more. 
You'd  probably  be  a  nice  person,  too,  if  you 
let  well  enough  alone.  Capable — probably — 
good  at  writing  collection  letters  or  making 
hats  or  washing  dishes — and  intelligent  prob- 
ably— more  than  averagely  intelligent.  Prob- 
ably can  do  things  with  words  or  paints  that 
would  help  liven  an  evening  when  your 
invited  friends  don't  want  to  play  bridge. 
But  then,  I  forgot.  You  probably  don't  play 
bridge.  "Confession  of  a  weak  mind."  And 
you  probably  don't  entertain,  because  you 
need  the  time  for  your  work.  And  so,  while 
you're  writing  up  an  order  for  the  Decorating 
Company  for  whom  you  work,  or  peeling  the 
potatoes  for  dinner,  you  probably  harass  your 
mind  with  "I  wonder  what  original  thought  I 
can  use  in  my  new  story  or  sketch?" 

Remember  the  good  old  days  when  it  was 
just  a  "dance"  that  was  frowned  on  and  you 
were  considered  quite  sufficient  unto  the  good 
if  you  had  readily  available  a  bit  of  spritely 
conversation?  Those  days  are  no  more.  It  is 
not  enough.  Now  you  must  have  at  least  one 
book  under  consideration  with  Covici  Friede, 
to  get  by.    It's  getting  harder  and  harder. 

And  oh  yes!  Even  little  Junior  goes  to  a 
progressive  school  where  his  creative  impulses 
are  given  free  rein.  So  far  he  and  the  dozen 
others  in  his  class  have  all  made  little  wagons 
consisting  of  five  boards  each,  nailed  together 
crookedly,  topping  four  wooden  disks,  for 
wheels,  also  nailed  crookedly.  Individual  ex- 
pression! They're  all  going  to  be  carpenters 
or  delivery  boys  for  grocers  and  must  know 
how  to  reassemble  wheelbarrows  that  fall 
apart. 

No  thank  you — no  harassed  straining  to  be 
a  poor  imitation  of  the  real  thing,  simply 
because  this  is  the  era  of  self-expression — 
animated  conversation,  yes;  entertaining  let- 
ters, of  course;  gracious  and  full  and  leisurely 
(Good  Heavens!)  living,  at  a  pace  that  per- 
mits of  enjoyment — by  all  means.  But  writing 
another  book  of  etiquette  or  painting  a  picture 
of  a  chatte  enceinte  or  doing  a  near-De  Sylva 
lyric — no  thank  you! 

And  my  children  are  going  to  the  Public 
Schools! 

MIRIAM  STEUER. 


WHEN  I  first  planned  this  "Big  Idea  De- 
partment" it  looked  as  though  my 
fortune  was  made,  or  at  least  on  the  road  to 
the  first  million.  I  took  the  idea  to  one  of  the 
daily  papers  hoping  that  its  acceptance  would 
mean  a  syndicate  service  without  further  ef- 
fort, but  it  was  no  "bust"  for  the  daily  papers. 
The  title  intrigued  the  managing  editor  into 
asking  me  for  an  example  of  the  "ideas,"  and 
after  seriously  and  conscientiously  doing  my 
best  to  impress  him  with  the  magnitude  of  the 
idea  (and  I  had  put  every  effort  into  present- 
ing the  perfect  sales  talk;  hair  combed,  trou- 
sers pressed,  our  year-old,  thrice-soled  Flor- 
sheims  neatly  polished  and  a  nice  fresh  shave 
for  bolstering  up  the  old  morale) .  And  what 
did  he  have  to  do  but  throw  us  out  (both  me 
and  the  ideas).  No,  that  isn't  quite  fair  to 
him.  The  owner  of  that  paper  insists  that  his 
editors  maintain  the  moral  influence  of  his 
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Associate  Editor 
Rowena   Mason 

Contributing  Editors 
Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Joseph  Henderson 
Kathryn  Hulnie 
Carey  MrWilliams 
Beth  W  .ii.l.-l 
Elva  Williams 


SAN  fKANCIKClN 


JOSEPH  DYER.  Editor  &  Publisher 


Assistant  Editor 
Aline  Kistler 

Contributing   Editors 
Raymond  Arnishy 
Ned  Hilton 
George  Douglas 
Mareella  Burke 
Mollie  Merrirk 
Idwal  Jones 


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CONTEXTS 


\croplaiic  Angles,  photograph  by  Stuart  O'Brien 
Air  Situations,  article  by  John  Parker    - 


n 

9 


Florence  and  Alexander  Leftwieh.  photograph  by 

Edward    Weston 11 

Desert  Palms,  photograph  by  William  Horace  Smith       -  12 

Sympathy  and  Pattern,  article  by   Ned  Hilton  13 

Spotlight,  criticism  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobi 14 

Two  Helens,  sonnet  by  Jo  llartman 14 

Concerning  Portraits  and  Impressions,  by  Aline  Kistler  15 

ll:i|i|i>    Isles  of  the  Pacific,  article  by  Phillip  NesMtl  -       -  16 

The  Book  Doctor.  Im   A.  Grove  Dav 18 


Modern   Interiors,  photographs 

Mrs.  Charles  Keeney.  from  the  painting  by  Gleb  llyin 

The  Reigning  Dynasty 

War  Drums  and  Printer's  Ink.  article  by  Zoe  Battu    - 

Mexico,  woodcuts  by  Prescott  Chaplin 

The  White  Card,  comment  by  Ned  Hilton 24 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 2S 

Cartoons 2" 

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As  Seen   by    Her 

Yo-Dc-O-Do.  by  Beth  Wendel 


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Aeroplane  Angles 


A  new  all-metal  Ford  tri-motor  plane  was  the  inspiration  for  this 
seeming  abstraction  by  Stuart  O'Brien.  He  has  photographed  the  plane 
from  the  rear,  using  the  corrugated  surfaces  of  wings  and  body  to 
make  this  interesting  design  expressive  of  the  modern  spirit  of  speed. 


SAN  riLiKCIKCAX 


Air  Situations 


A  2000  Word  Survey  of  Airports  and  Air  Travel  in  San  Francisco 

by  JOHN  PARKER 


San  Francisco  gasped  when  one 
hundred  and  fifty  army  planes  re- 
cently swooped  over  the  city  in  o  flense 
maneuvers.  The  city  shuddered  at  the 
possibilities  of  destruction  in  time  ot 
war  but  it  thrilled  with  a  new  sense 
ot  power 

People  thrilled  because  most  of  them 
had  experienced  the  sensation  of  flight 
and  it  is  more  exciting  to  imagine 
oneself  in  the  soaring  airplane  than  in 
the  imaginary  bombed  city  below — war 
seemed  a  remote  possibility — the  idea 
of  flying  an  immediate  consideration. 

Air  travel  is  an  accepted  thing  More 
people  travel  by  air  in  the  San  Francisco 
metropolitan  area  than  in  any  other  part 
of  the  world.  The  reason  for  this  is 
that,  besides  the  many  flights  made  each 
day  by  the  leading  transportation 
planes  going  north,  south  and  east,  an 
average  of  three  to  tour  hundred  people 
daily  use  the  air  terries,  the  world's 
first  major  short  haul  air  transportation 
system 

In  Germany,  where  aeronautics  is  con- 
sidered to  have  had  its  greatest  initial 
development,  115,000  people  made 
flights  during  1920,  according  to  pub- 
lished statistics.  This  averages  less  than 
no, 000  passengers  a  month 

An  average  of  ten  thousand  passengers 
each  month  has  been  carried  by  the  air 
ferries  over  San  Francisco  Bay  ever 
since  it  started  operation,  February  1, 
iQ3  Up  to  April  18,  25,000  passen- 
gers had  been  carried  on  the  regular 
schedule  of  flights  bee  ween  San  Fran- 
cisco and  Oakland  and  San  Francisco 
and  Vallejo. 

The  West  has  made  the  greatest 
Strides  in  passenger  living  of  any  section 
ot  the  United  States  At  the  end  of  1929 
more  than  one  fourth  of  all  the  miles  ol 
regular  air  transport  lines  in  this  coun- 
try were  in  the  West    However  at  that 


time,  before  the  advent  ot  the  ferries, 
many  more  passengers  were  being  car- 
ried in  other  sections  than  in  this 
region.  Only  9,900  of  the  United  States 
total  of  85,000  people  flew  in  the  west- 
ern area.  The  air  ferries  have  changed 
this,  bringing  the  West  into  the 
lead  for  both  extent  and  use  of  the  air. 
It  is  next  to  impossible  to  obtain 
traffic  figures  tor  this  year  from  the  lead- 
ing air  transport  lines  operating  out  of 
San  Francisco  because  the  rapid  growth 
and  radical  changes  from  month  to 
month  have  convinced  them  that 
today's  figures  are  not  necessarily  indic- 
ative of  tomorrow's  traffic.  The  diffi- 
culty ot  "averaging"  reports  can  be 
seen  from  the  fact  that  in  1929  the 
"lowest  month"  of  travel  over  one  of 
the  largest  lines  was  300  per  cent  in  ad- 
vance of  the  "highest  month"  of  the 
preceding  year — there  was  a  gain  of  600 
per  cent  from  one  low  to  the  next 

The  entire  story  of  air  travel  is  one 
of  overnight  changes  and  breath- 
taking growth  Past  accomplishments 
have  stretched  the  imagination  so  re- 
peatedly that  now  a  new  teat  brings 
only  passing  wonder.  The  fourteen 
hour  trans-continental  flight  ot  the 
Lindberghs  called  lor  three- inch  head- 
lines in  the  papers  and  momentary 
amazement  —  but  the  next  minute 
people  were  thinking  in  terms  of  over- 
night distance  between  San  Francisco 
and  New  York 

Last  month  the  new  thirty-two  pas 
senger  Fokker  four-motor  plane 
swooped  down  tor  its  first  landing  at 
the  Oakland  Airport  Its  wings  spread 
ninety  feet  a  huge  dragon  fly  weigh- 
ing nine  tons  but  it  glided  to  the  held 
with  such  ease  and  taxied  to  the  pas- 
senger landing  so  matter  ottactlv  that 
one  tele     almost    ashamed    for    having 


marveled  This,  the  largest  transport 
plane  in  the  world,  was  but  the  next 
step  in  the  amazing  progress  ot  air 
travel — something  to  be  taken  tor 
granted  the  day  after  its  initial  accom- 
plishment. 

Today  there  are  accommodations  for 
one  hundred  and  fifty  passengers  in  the 
regularly  scheduled  planes  leaving  San 
Francisco  Bay  lor  points  north,  south 
and  east  each  day — and  incoming  planes 
can  bring  as  many  more  without  deviat- 
ing from  schedule  Daily,  one  thirty- 
two  passenger,  two  fourteen  passenger, 
two  twelve  passenger,  one  ten  passenger 
and  one  four  passenger  planes  leave  bav 
region  airports  tor  Los  Angeles  and  as 
many  land  in  return — accommodations 
for  eighty-four  people  to  leave  for  or 
arrive  from  the  south  by  the  air  Tra- 
vel north  is  less  heavy  and  is  taken 
care  of  by  two  sailings  accommodating 
a  total  o\~  sixteen  passengers  each  waj 
Beginning  May  1,  the  Pacific  Air  Trans- 
port has  put  its  eighteen-passenger  tri 
motor  planes  on  the  passenger-mail  run 
from  San  Francisco  to  Chicago,  making 
two  runs  daily,  one  in  the  morning  and 
one  in  the  evening. 

This  scheduled  travel  represents  only 
a  part  of  the  actual  living  done  by  people 
here  for  it  does  not  take  into  consider.! 
tion  the  many  sightseeing  flights,  the 
special  chartered  planes  that  are  used 
constantly  tor  business  and  pleasure,  nor 
does  it  include  the  main  student  flights 
made  by  young  aviators  in  the  large 
schools  at  various  airports 

The  air  ferries  have  received  a  firth 
seven- passenger  amphibian  plane  from 
the  East  and  are  operating  on  a  schedule 
ol  fifteen-minute  service  to  Oakland, 
hourly  service  to  Vallejo  Mid  special 
trips  to  Alameda  Airport  Terminal 
sites  have  already  been  selected  in  Sacra 
mento  and  Stockton  and  within  a  tew 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


months  it  is  planned  to  have  regular 
service  on  a  two-hour  schedule  between 
San  Francisco  and  Sacramento  and  San 
Francisco  and  Stockton.  These  trips  will 
take  from  45  to  50  minutes  from  one 
business  center  to  the  other.  The  am- 
phibian planes  will  land  on  the  rivers 
in  the  center  of  the  two  inland  cities 
Later  there  will  be  regular  flights  to 
Sausalito  and  other  trans-bay  points 

Air  Ferries,  Ltd.,  have  announced 
that  within  the  first  two  months  of  the 
trans-bay  service  7,400  people  who  had 
never  been  up  in  airplanes  before  made 
"first  flights."  However  this  "novelty" 
traffic  merely  supplements  the  increasing 
percentage  of  people  who  are  using  the 
air  ferries  for  business  purposes  and 
social  convenience  The  time  of  flight 
is  only  six  minutes,  a  saving  of  thirty- 
four  minutes  over  the  boat  and  train 
service  to  the  heart  of  Oakland  This 
is  made  possible  because  the  planes  land 
in  the  bay  near  the  Ferry  Building,  three 
to  five  minutes  tromthe  heart  of  business. 

Among  the  most  interesting  instances 
of  time  saving  on  the  air  ferries  is  the 
practice  of  three  women  musicians  who 
keep  a  radio  studio  engagement  in  San 
Francisco  until  10  .45  each  Sunday  morn- 
ing and  use  the  air  ferry  to  reach  a 
church  in  Oakland  by  11:00  o'clock. 
Ship  captains  who  berth  their  vessels  at 
Oakland  fly  to  San  Francisco  to  obtain 
clearance  papers  at  the  Custom  House 
and  return  in  time  to  leave  an  hour 
earlier  than  otherwise  possible.  One 
San  Francisco  newspaper  is  sending  its 
afternoon  editions  to  transbay  circula- 
tion fields  by  Air  Ferries,  placing  its 
papers  on  sale  in  the  neighboring  cities 
when  the  papers  are  just  twenty  minutes 
off  the  press— and  the  front  page  news 
is  still  "hot  "  Physicians  use  the  service 
for  hurry  calls  Attorneys  have  found 
that  they  can  appear  in  courts  on  both 
sides  of  the  bay  in  the  same  morning  or 
afternoon.  Golf,  luncheon  and  bridge 
engagements  are  often  the  reason  for  the 
eagerness  to  save  time  Among  the 
curiosity  traffic  have  been  several  old 
residents  who  remember  the  day  when 
San  Francisco  Bay  was  crossed  by  sailing 
sloops  which  sometimes  took  half  a  day 
for  the  voyage  Announcement  has  been 
made  of  commuting  scrip  books  for 
those  who  use  the  air  ferries  at  frequent 
intervals. 

All  this  air  activity  has  developed 
L  within  little  more  than  two  years 
It  has  been  accompanied,  and  made  pos- 
sible, by  the  development  of  airports 
around  the  bay.  Today  there  are  two 
large  municipal  airports,  two  major 
commercial  fields  in  operation  and  an- 
other scheduled  to  open  next  month,  be- 
sides the  original  army  airport  at  Crissy 
Field.  Crissy  Field  figures  in  civil  air 
traffic  only  as  the  landing  point  for 
mail  coming  in  from  the  north. 


Of  the  municipal  airports,  the  San 
Francisco  site  at  Mills  Field  came  first. 
It  was  selected  early  in  1927  after  an 
investigation  of  various  possible  airport 
sites  on  both  sides  of  the  bay.  It  was 
chosen  because  it  was  within  a  close 
distance  of  the  business  district  by  motor 
and  because  it  was  judged  the  best  site 
on  this  side  of  the  bay  so  far  as  weather 
conditions  and  air  currents  are  concerned. 

Mills  Field,  a  tract  of  150  acres,  was 
originally  leased  for  three  years  at  a 
yearly  rental  of  $1500.  This  year  at  the 
expiration  of  the  lease,  1114^  acres 
containing  the  originally  developed  field 
at  South  San  Francisco  were  purchased 
from  the  Ogden  Mills  estate  tor  a  total 
of  $1,050,000 — to  be  bought  in  parcels 
on  ten  annual  payments  of  $105,000 
each. 

When  Mills  Field  was  first  started 
there  was  an  appropriation  of  $100,000 
made  from  the  1926-27  budget.  $12,500 
was  set  aside  during  February  tor  the 
grading,  leveling  and  preparation  of  the 
field.  In  March  $46,000  was  appro- 
priated— $25,000  for  hangars  and  ap- 
proaches, $13,000  for  station  and  equip- 
ment, and  $8,000  for  shops,  and  later 
in  the  year  $So,6oo  was  voted  tor  an- 
other hangar. 

March  16  Mills  Field  was  announced 
as  the  terminal  for  transcoast  airmail, 
effective  July  1  However  the  airmail 
contract  did  not  actually  start  until 
October  15  of  that  year  and  then  it  re- 
mained at  Mills  Field  only  two  months 
as,  on  December  15,  the  mail  terminal 
was  transferred  to  the  Oakland  Airport. 
During  1927,  12,350  people  were  pas- 
sengers in  a  total  of  8,077  flights  and 
landings  made  at  Mills  Field 

In    1928   Mills  Field  was  used  as  a 


terminal  field  by  Western  Air  Express, 
by  Maddux  Lines  and  West  Coast  Air 
Transport  and,  on  August  5,  was  voted 
"America's  model  airport  "  However 
after  varying  periods  of  trial,  each  of 
these  transport  lines  decided  against 
Mills  Field  and  left  for  either  Oakland 
Airport  or  Alameda  Airport  Today  the 
only  transport  company  at  Mills  Field 
is  the  Continental  Air  Express  which 
sends  and  receives  a  ten  passenger  plane 
to  Los  Angeles  daily. 

In  192S  further  investments  were 
made  in  Mills  Field  development,  not- 
ably the  $55,000  appropriated  for  drain- 
age on  September  14  A  drive  was  made 
for  the  return  ot  the  mail  terminal  and 
definite  efforts  made  to  establish  the 
field  as  a  base  for  general  operations 
other  than  the  commercial  and  sight- 
seeing flights  which  were  then  averaging 
trom  one  to  two  thousand  a  month. 

Early  in  1929  general  dissatisfaction 
with  Mills  Field  was  publicly  expressed 
and  when  Colonel  Charles  Lindbergh's 
ship  mired  in  a  mud  hole  and  Lindbergh 
was  forced  to  send  his  passengers  in  a 
small  plane  to  Oakland  Airport  where 
he  could  pick  them  up  after  having  been 
dragged  from  the  mud  by  a  tractor,  the 
storm  broke.  Captain  Frank  A.  Flynn, 
superintendent  ot  the  field,  was  dis- 
charged. Investigations  were  made  and 
the  general  "public  scandal"  was  aired. 

Budget  requests  for  $898,675  were 
made  and  Bartlett  Stephens  was  pro- 
moted to  the  position  of  superintendant, 
in  April,  and  negotiations  started  for 
the  purchase  and  more  complete  devel- 
opment of  Mills  Field  In  September 
$62,000  was  voted  for  Mills  Field  im- 
provements and  work  was  continued 
under  criticized  political  control  A  non- 
political  advisory  board  was  appointed 
and  early  this  year,  after  another  fiacre, 
in  which  the  resignation  ot  Bartlett 
Stephens  and  alleged  payroll  padding 
figured,  new  order  was  established  with 
Captain  Roy  N  Francis  as  superin- 
tendant of  the  field 

In  March  of  this  year  the  purchase  of 
Mills  Field  was  made  and  last  month 
was  occupied  in  conditioning  the  field 
tor  the  maneuvers  of  the  huge  fleet  of 
army  fliers  brought  from  Mather  Field 
where  there  has  been  the  largest  aggre- 
gation of  fighting  planes  since  the  war. 
For  this  occasion  parking  space  was 
planned  for  60,000  autos  and  grand 
stand  seats  provided  for  50,000.  It  has 
been  announced  that  the  new  policy  of 
the  field  will  correct  certain  limitations 
that  have  argued  against  the  general 
use  of  the  San  Francisco  municipal 
airport 

The  Oakland  Airport  story  is  some- 
what   different     The    ground    was 
purchased  outright  (825  acres  for  $769,- 

Continued  on  page  34 


MAY,  1930 


11 


lli'scrl    I».iIiiis 


One  of  the  -pertarular  sight-  that  have  lured  people  lo  the  California  de-ert 
during  the  early  -.pring  months.  El  Mirador.  I.a  Ouinta  and  nearh»  estate*  lmve 
entertained   man]    San   Franeisean-  rerenlh. 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Edward  Weston,  Carmel 


Florence  and  Alexander  Left  wieh 


Coming  to  San  Francisco  as  the  directors  of  "Hi  There,"  Florence  and  Alexander 
Leftwich  appear  as  the  Lynn  Fontaine  and  Alfred  Lunt  of  the  producing  world. 
Leftwich  has  to  his  credit  an  astounding  number  of  Broadway  musical  productions 
and,  two  years  ago,  established  a  world  record  with  five  smashing  hits  running 
simultaneously  in  New  York.  As  director,  his  supervision  extends  to  setting, 
costumes,  ensembles  and  even  to  book  writing — on  occasion  he  has  served  as 
orchestra  conductor.  Florence  Leftwich  is  first  general  assistant  specializing  in 
costuming — she  is  also  a  writer  and  composer.  These  two  charming  people  have 
been  brought  to  San  Francisco  by  Paul  Bissinger  to  produce  a  musical  revue  in 
the  authentic  New  ^ork  manner — bringing  a  New  York  caste  to  launch  the  show 
in  the  new  Columbia,  May  14th,  before  filling  eastern  contracts. 


MAY.  1930 


13 


Sympathy  and  Pattern 


A  Consideration  of  I  in  pulse  ;ni<l  Progress  in  Hook  Collorting 

By  NED  HILTON 


Of   OBNOXIOUS   collectors    there    arc 
many  sorts;  there  are  some  who 
store  up  volumes  which  they  never  read; 

there  are  those  whose  interest  lies  in  the 
monetary  value  ol  rarities,  there  arc 
those  who  not  knowing  an  ablative 
absolute  from  a  scstina  like  tirst  edi 
tions  tor  the  same  dismal  reason  they 
like  peacocks  an  J  cast  iron  incense 
burners,  and  there  arc  those  who  collect 
because  their  doctors  have  advised  a 
"hohbv  "  With  such  illiterate,  mercen- 
ary affected  and  pottering  coleoptera 
we  are  not  here  concerned 

In  what  I  choose  to  call  proper,  decent 
and  sell -respecting  collecting  there  are 
two  stages:  |  1  )  the  Associative.  (2  1  the 
Completitive  Whether  these  stages  con- 
stitute the  symptoms  ol  a  grand  passion 
or  ol  a  disease  depends  entirely  upon 
personal  opinion,  if  you  arc  penurious, 
envious,  or  unlettered,  you  will,  natur- 
ally  enough,  sav  "disease." 

For  the  true  collector  must  have  a 
genuine  sympathy  with  helle-lettres.  tor 
which — also  naturallv  enough — he  will 
suffer  manv  minor  persecutions  He  will 
be  many  times  sorelv  tried  by  fools — 
but  that  scarcely  matters  We  postulate, 
then,  what  we  can  call  (quite  inaccur- 
ately' only  "an  innate  culture  "  It  our 
true  collector  is  also  a  writer — a  writer 
with  good  taste  and  understanding — it 
is  so  much  the  better  But  before  he 
reaches  the  two  stages  named  above  he 
will  probablv  pass  through  certain  prior 
phases  which  we  shall  call  Eocene, 
because  in  them  there  begins  to  dawn 
upon  him  a  vague  prescience  of  the  full 
magnitude  ol  what  lies  ahead. 

The  beginning  of  the  first  phase  is 
usuallv  hard  to  demonstrate  1  no  longer 
remember  what  was  my  first  edition;  a 
future  collector  often  has  several — 
acquired  in  the  usual  run  of  book-huving 
—before  he  recognizes  them  as  such 
The  point  at  which  the  desire  to  buv 
books  becomes  the  desire  to  buy  first 
editions  (or,  more  properlv.  first  print- 
ings— or,  more  properlv  still,  first  issues) 
is  indefinite  and  difficult  ot  elucidation 
We  will  pass  on  to  the  earliest  definitely 
discriminating  period,  or  upper  Eocene. 

Now,  the  upper  Eocene  is  sometimes 
indistinguishable  from  the  true  .Associa- 
tive, and  we  must  here  tread  warily  In 
this  stage  the  collector  has  recognized  an 
intrinsic  value  in  the  first  issue  ot  a  book 
It  is  an  "original  "  It  bears  to  literature 
the  relationship  which  a  painting  bears 
to  art  It  is  as  much  above  a  reprint  as 
the  painting  is  above  a  halftone  repro 
duction  for  a  man  writing  a  book  is 
writing  a  book      not  a  manuscript    The 


work  is  not  finished  until  it  is  between 
boards  or  wrappers,  it  is  not  finished 
until  the  writer  has  corrected  page  prools 
and  galley  proots  and  sent  them  back, 
finally,  to  the  publisher  with  his  last 
"allez1"  It  is  not  finished  until,  alter 
much  suspense,  the  tirst  copies  come 
from  the  binder  There  it  is  -a  book; 
all  reprints  are  automatic  and  soulless, 
the  product  merelv  ot  a  large  industrv 

Suppose,  then,  that  our  true  collector, 
having  realized  this  difference,  decides 
that  he  should  own  an  original  of  each 
ot  the  books  which,  tor  one  reason  or 
another,  mean  much  to  him  Perhaps  he 
wants  firsts  ot  The  Crock,  of  Cjold,  and 
South  Wind,  and  L'hsses,  and  The  Hill 
of  Dreams,  and  Youth  (for  Heart  oj 
Darkness).  He  becomes  a  conscious  col- 
lector, with — considering  the  rarity  of 
those  volumes — an  ambitious  program. 

But  we  come  close  to  the  Associative 
stage  here;  the  dividing  line  is  indistinct 
The  Associative  stage  demands  a  con- 
siderable knowledge  of  a  given  author,  a 
considerable  svmpathy,  and  a  quite  con- 
siderable admiration.  For  in  this  stage 
we  approach  metaphysics,  and  must 
therefore  tread  more  warilv  than  ever. 

(And  I  must  ask  all  those  to  whom 
reading  is  just  another  diversion,  or  a 
means  to  vicarious  emotionalizing,  or 
a  handy  soporific,  to  turn  to  some  other 
page  and  read  elsewhere  There  can  be 
tor  them  no  possible  interest  in  what 
follows.) 

Consider  77ic  Hill  of  Dreams  It  is 
necessary  that  you  will  have  read  Hiero 
glxphics  it  is  all  the  better  it  you  have 
read  Far-OJf  Things  and  the  note  in 
Danielson's  Bibliography  so  that  you 
comprehend  the  loneliness  and  the  soli 
tude  and  the  agony  and  the  incredible 
perseverance  from  which  the  book  came. 

For    you    will    not    be    considering 
"reading-matter"  ;  you  will  have  watched 
a  tortured  and  desolated  man's  strange 
and  terrible  traffic  with  the  Impossible 
You  will   have  understood   (how    vcrv 
well')  the  poignancy  of  that  unholy  ter 
vor    and    that    so-nearlv-insupportable 
despair    You  will   have  seen,   too,   the 
mystery  and  the  splendor  which  he  has 
brought  into  being  in  his  heartbreaking 
solitude.  And  you  will  have  telt,   pro 
toundly,  what  can  be  called,  quite  justi 
fiably  in  this  case,  the  veritable  magic  in 
his  writing   "A  dark  wild  twilight  coun- 
try lav  before  him.  confused  dim  shapes 
ol    trees   near   at    hand,    and    a    hollow 
below  his  feet,  and  the  further  hills  and 
woods  were  dimmer,  and  all  the  air  was 
vcrv  still  But  there  was  a  strange 

thing  .  .  ." 


It  is  a  strange  thing  that  there  is  or  has 
ever  been  such  a  man  as  Arthur  Machen ; 
and  it  you  cannot  concede  the  reason 
ablcncss  of  our  considering  him  in 
wonder  and  awe  and  what  I  shall  call, 
tor  lack  ot  a  better  word,  affection,  you 
should  have  turned  away  at  the  warning 
printed  above  For  we  have  entered 
now,  the  authentic  first  stage  of  true  col- 
lecting, and  it  is  no  light  skittle -plaving 

Consider  my  copy  of  Tht  Hill  oj 
Dreams  In  it  Machen  has  written  the 
name  of  Henrv  Savage,  and  signed  his 
own  And  of  Machen,  Henrv  Savage  has 
said  "We  lesser  writers  to  whom  litera- 
ture is  a  great  ideal ;  we  who  faint  by  the 
way  and  become  resigned  to  the  little  we 
can  do;  may  well  acclaim,  reverence,  and 
be  proud  of  writers  of  genius  so  far 
beyond  our  own  minor  powers  and 
achievement  The  light  burns  low  and 
fitfully  in  these  davs  of  plutocracy  Men 
are  inclined  to  sneer  at  the  life  of  the 
artist  and  the  wisdom  of  the  old  Latin 
author:  vita  hominis  sr,ie  Uteris  mors 
est  .  But  while  artists  come  into  the 
world  resolutely  s;t  on  struggling 
through  in  the  face  of  discouragement 
and  povcrtv  too  often  their  material 
reward — there  will  be  not  only  pleasure 
and  a  wider  culture  tor  the  reader  at 
large,  but  a  lamp  for  the  writer  who 
falters  in  darkness  And  of  such  artists  is 
Arthur  Machen 

Here  then  is  the  copv  Machen  gave  to 
Henrv  Savage;  here  is  the  result  of  the 
tremendous  and  awful  laboring  as  it 
came,  after  appalling  disappointments, 
from  the  press  set  in  motion  by  E  Grant 
Richards,  when  Machen  was  still  a 
young  man  Here  is  a  volume  to  which 
the  master  has  put  his  hand  Here  is  not 
just  a  "rare  and  valuable  item,  in  un- 
usually fine  condition" — though  that  is 
important,  too,  for  reasons  which  will 
follow -but  a  sign  and  a  symbol  and  a 
product  of  such  greatness  as  some  of  us 
look  for  in  the  human  race  I  shall  quote, 
here,  from  Walter  Pater.  "  For  the 

essence  of  humanism  is  that  belief  ot 
which  he  seems  never  to  have  doubted, 
that  nothing  which  has  ever  interested 
living  men  and  women  can  wholly  lose 
its  vitality  —no  language  they  have 
spoken,  nor  oracle  beside  which  thev 
have  hushed  their  voices,  no  dream 
which  has  once  been  entertained  in 
human  minds,  nothing  about  which  thev 
have  ever  been  passionate  or  expended 
time  and  zeal 

Of  another  book  I  have  written,  in 
another  place  "John  Donne  had  been 
subject  also  to  the  eccentricities  ot  biol 

Continue.! 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Spotlight 

...  A  Comparison  of  Two  of  the  Outstanding  Successes  of  the  Season 

By  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 


There  could  he  no  more  strik- 
ing illustration  of  racial  differ- 
ences than  a  study  by  comparison 
of  the  two  outstanding  theatrical 
successes  in  San  Francisco  at  the 
present  time — Mei  Lan-Fang  and 
"The  Criminal  Code."  The  one 
deals  with  life  in  terms  of  aesthetics 
the  other  deals  with  life  in  terms  of 
emotion  One  sits  through  the  per- 
formance of  China's  greatest  actor, 
even  in  his  moments  of  tragedy, 
infused  with  a  pleasurable  glow, 
while  "The  Criminal  Code"  shakes 
one's  emotional  depths  profoundly 
The  Chinese  theatre  makes  its 
points  with  conventions  and  sym- 
bols, our  theatre  by  a  simulation 
of  life  itself.  The  two  methods  are 
as  different  as  approaching  the  idea 
of  a  religious  sacrifice  vicariously 
through  a  sacrament  or  seeing  the 
altar  stained  with  real  blood. 

The  Chinese  theatre  does  not  scorn 
any  medium  of  dramatic  expression  to 
put  over  its  point.  The  opera,  the  ballet, 
the  spoken  drama — with  us,  three  dis- 
tinct branches  ot  stage  art — are  all 
pressed  into  service  to  form  a  dramatic 
unit.  It  is  inconceivable  to  think  of  such 
an  occidental  story  as  "The  Criminal 
Code"  interpreted  in  terms  of  dance 
steps  or  occasional  music.  It  is  too  much 
the  stuff  of  which  life  is  made,  it  is  too 
contemporary,  too  colloquial  A  mod- 
ern Chinese  theme  might  present  the 
same  difficulties  Which  raises  the  ques- 
tion .  Is  there  a  modern  Chinese  theatre7 
Obviously,  Mr.  Mei  Lan-Fang  deals  in 
the  classics. 

We  went  to  the  Tivoli  Theatre  with 
only  a  very  mild  anticipation  The  fan- 
fare that  had  come  out  ot  Broadway 
regarding  Mei  Lan-Fang  performances 
we  accredited  to  the  novelty  of  seeing 
something  bizzare.  The  eastern  sea- 
board is  too  tar  removed  from  Oriental 
influences  to  be  other  than  diverted  by 
an  occasional  contact  We,  however, 
had  been  raised  on  the  Chinese  drama. 
We  knew  it  to  be  a  thing  of  noise  and 
vigor  and  clashing  cymbals  It  had  its 
points  but  it,  likewise,  bad  itsstridencies. 

But  we  had  not  sat  through  "The 
Suspected  Slipper"  more  than  five  min- 
utes before  we  realized  that  any  other 
Chinese  theatrical  fare  that  had  been  set 
before  us  was  as  like  to  this  performance 
as  a  performance  of  "The  Merchant  of 
Venice"  with  George  Arliss  would  be  to 
a  stock  production  of  "Abie's  Irish 
Rose  "  Even  the  off-stage  orchestra  was 
subdued  to  a  point  of  being  a  real  and 
subtle  accompaniment. 


two  helens 

by  Jo  Hartman 

■What  code  should  fetter  one  with  regal  beauty 
And  blood  of  proud  Zeus  purpling  too-warm  veins— 
Whose  passions  could  not  brook  staid,  wifely  duty? 
Her  loves  were  legion,  yet  no  man  profanes 
The  memory  of  her:  Menelaus  lav- 
Burning  her  mouth  with  hungry  kisses  after 
The  arms  of  Paris  loosed  her;  death,  they  say, 
proved  vain  against  her  sorcery  and  laughter — 
Achilles  had  his  rapture  with  her  shade! 
.  .  .  The  other  Helen  knelt  each  night  and  morning 
To  tell  her  beads — she"d  sinned  once  w  hen  a  maid ; 
Toil.  want,  and  sacrifice,  a  husband's  scorning — 
The  farmer,  needing  help,  made  her  his  wife — 
These  were  the  bitter  meed  of  her  long  life! 

The  moments  of  movement  were  the 
ones  that  gave  the  occidental  audience 
the  greatest  pleasure.  Pantomime  and 
grace  are  universal  languages  Thus  the 
sword  dance  from  "The  Heroic  Maid" 
served  to  bring  the  alien  spectators  into 
a  closer  contact  with  the  performer  than 
perhaps  any  other  of  the  offerings.  Sit- 
ting there,  it  was  inevitable  that  one 
should  hark  back  to  the  Japanese  players 
who  were  in  our  midst  two  winters  ago. 
While  there  were  points  of  contact,  we 
came  to  the  conclusion  that  in  emotional 
content,  or  let  us  say  expression,  the 
Japanese  theatre  came  nearer  to  our  own. 
It  lacked  somewhat  of  the  delicacy  and 
nuance  which  informed  Mei  Lan-Fang's 
performance.  But  it  was  more  moving 
and  less  purely  a  matter  of  aesthetics. 

Mr.  Chu  Kuei-Fang  was  likewise  an 
entrancing  maiden  who  danced  with 
vigor  and  precision.  And  we  tell  to 
wondering  how  long  betore  the  com- 
plete route  of  the  temale  impersonator 
would  be  accomplished  by  a  change  in 
female  status  in  far  Cathay.  Already  this 
has  been  felt  in  the  local  Chinese 
theatres  where  leading  ladies  are  now 
the  rule  rather  than  the  exception.  We 
came  to  the  conclusion  that  most  wo- 
men would  be  raucous  ranged  up  against 
Mei  Lan-Fang.  He  is,  to  quote  his  press 
notices,  "the  sublimation  of  woman" 
rather  than  the  real  thing  He  is,  indeed, 
a  distilled  essence  of  the  feminine  prin- 
ciple He  is  a  symbol  of  all  woman  and 
therefore  an  exaggeration.  And  by  this 
same  token  a  complete  product  of  art, 
since  all  art  is,  properly,  exaggeration. 

Perhaps  a  word  should  be  said  for  the 
Mistress  of  Ceremonies,  Miss  Soo  Tong. 


Her  perfect  English  did  not  puzzle 
us  so  much  as  the  low-pitched  and 
deeply  musical  voice  This  is  not  a 
characteristic  of  Chinese  feminin- 
ity. We  understand  that  there  is 
Hawaiian  blood  in  the  young 
lady's  veins.  This  explains  the  rich 
vocal  equipment. 

In  these  days  of  jail  breaks  and 
fire-trapped  criminals  there 
could  he  nothing  more  timely  than 
Martin    Flavin's    "The   Criminal 
Code."  In  spite  of  the  press  agents 
to  the  contrary  we  do  not  believe 
that  the  play  was  written  as  propa- 
ganda. If  it  carries  a  lesson  it  does 
so  by  force  of  its  inherent  truths. 
Any  convincing  portrayal  of  life 
proves  a  point.  What  we  carried 
away  from  "The  Criminal  Code" 
was  not  so  much  a  sense  of  the 
injustice  of  the  system  against  cer- 
tain   special     instances     but    the 
grotesque  and   horrible  mainspring 
ot  conduct  which  animates  the  official 
chosen  by  the  mob.  Over  and  over  again 
the  reason,  the  humanity,  the  justice  of 
Martin  Brady,  district  attorney,  prison 
warden,     prospective     governor,     was 
swamped  by  the  cry  "There's  going  to 
be  an  election!"  A  boy  was  railroaded 
to  jail  because  there  was  going  to  be  an 
election!  ...  He    was    put    in    solitary 
confinement  because  there  was  going  to 
be  an  election!  He  was  driven  to  murder 
because  there  ivas  going  to  be  an  elec- 
tion! Election,  election,  election!  It  is  a 
monster  that  the  American  public  have 
allowed  to  be  set  up  and  worshipped 
What  it  means  in  concrete  terms  is  that 
Mammon  and  Unrighteousness  are  ap- 
pallingly    with     us,     only    they     have 
changed   their   names     The   press    bow 
down   to   it,    the   clergy,    big   business, 
Everybody  is  frightened  by  it!  In  hun- 
dreds of  district  attorney's  offices  through- 
out the   land  men  are   being  made   or 
broken  by  the  fact  that  there  is  going  to 
be  an  election!  This  man  is  arrested  for 
rape    We've  got  to  convict  him.  If  he 
goes  free  the  club  women  will  be  sore, 
and  there  is  going  to  be  an  election!  Here 
is  a  petty  bootlegger  who  has  sold  a  pint 
of   gin.    Send    him    up    for    ten    years 
If  he  gets  off  the  Methodists  won't  like 
it  and  there  is  going  to  be  an   election! 
Here  is  a  gunman  from  the  underworld 
— don't  convict  him — the  "push"  won't 
like  it  and  there's  going  to  be  an  elec- 
tion! That  is  the  cry  that  rings  in  one's 
ears  after  seeing  "The  Criminal  Code  " 
There's  going  to  be  an  election!  There's 

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MAY.  1930 


15 


Concerning 


Am  an  who  lias  tried  idealism  in  business  and 
found  that  it  pays  is  president  of  the  San 
Francisco  Stock  Exchange  Born  in  San  Fran- 
cisco, reared  in  Central  America,  widely  traveled 
and  vitally  interested  in  the  cultural  things  ol 
lite,  Bertram  E  Alanson  is  a  new  type  o!  Ameri- 
can business  man  He  believes  that  business  for 
the  sake  ot  money  making  alone  defeats  its  own 
ends  As  executive,  controlling  the  policies  of 
the  central  securities  market  ol  the  West,  direct- 
ing the  program  ot  the  Stock  Exchange  and  the 
Institute  which  trains  operatives  in  the  affiliated 


Bertram  A..  Alanson 


brokerage  houses,  Alanson  s  per 
sonal  experience  and  the  conclu- 
sions he  has  reached  will  necessarily 
etTect  the  trend  ot  business  The 
fact  that  he  holds  cultural  ideals 
above  dollars  and  cents  tends  to 
modify  others'  viewpoint 

Alanson  is  the  product  ot  two 
cultures  Born  in  San  Francisco  he- 
was  taken  to  Guatemala  before  he- 
was  two  years  old  There  he  was 
schooled  in  Spanish  literature  and 
thought,  he  traveled  widely  in 
Europe  and  became  mi  attache  to 
the  Spanish  legation  The  Guate 
mala  earthquake  ol  10  2  and  the 
San  Francisco  lire  ol  19  6  both 
brought  family  reverses  which 
challenged  Alanson  to  turn  to 
business 

He  came  to  San  Francisco, 
lounded  the  tirm  ol  which  he  is 
now  head  and.  in  iq  3,  was  elected 
to  membership  in  the  San   Fran- 


By  ALINE  KISTLER 

cisco  Stock  Exchange  He  was 
then  the  youngest  member  in 
the  organization  but  soon  |usri- 
hed  his  position  by  foresightcd 
support  of  Pacific  Coast  indus 
tries  and  public  utilities  In  the 
intervening  years  he  has  served 
three  times  as  a  member  ot  the 
Governing  Board  and  twice  as 
vice-president  He  was  chair- 
man ot  the  executive  committee 
during  the  war  when  the  San 
Francisco  Exchange  gained  the 
distinction  of  being  the  lirst  to 
resume  trading  alter  all  ex- 
changes in  the  country  had 
been  closed  lor  tour  months  due 
to  war  conditions  He  has  taken 
direct  interest  in  promoting  am- 
icable relations  between  the 
United  States  and  Central  and 
South  America  He  was  one  ol 
a  commission  sent  by  the  Na- 
ional  Chamber  of  Commerce 
to  cross  the  Andes  on  a  good 
will  tour  just  prior  to  the  trip 
made  by  President  Hoover  He 
is  today  more  interested  in  the 
cultural  development  ot  the 
future  than  in  immediate  gain 
Bertram  Alanson  believes  that 
concern  for  general  welfare 
brings  individual  prosperity 

His  Grace,  Most  Reverend 
Edward  J  Hanna,  DD, 
third  archbishop  ot  the  Arch- 
diocese  ot    San    Francisco,    the 


\rchbishop  Edward  7   Hanna 


\tfei  /  an  Fang 

mother  parish    ot    California    Catholi 
asm.  has  recently  returned  from  Rome 
where  he  made  his  quinquennial  report 
to  Pope   Pius  XI    This  visit  has  occ.i 
sioncd    new     rumors    that     the     Arch 
bishop  may  soon  be  elevated  to  the  Car 
dinalate  in  spite  of  the  tact  that  it  has 
been  stated  that  there  are  no  \  acancics  in 
the  Cardinalate  at  the  present  time  and 
no  official   confirmation   ol    the   rumors 
has  been  made 

However,  the  facts  remain  that  Arch- 
bishop Hanna  is  the  outstanding  figure 
in  western  American  Catholicism 
Coming  to  San  Francisco  in  1912  as 
.11:  ilury  bishop  to  serve  under  Arch 
bishop  Riordan,  he  succeeded  to  the 
Archbishopric  two  years  later  and  since 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Drawings  by  Philip  Nesbitt 


Happy  Isles  of  the  Pacific 


This  business  of  traveling  in  the  near 
tropics  is  a  very  pleasant  pastime. 
One  goes  to  Hawaii  and  receives  the 
fruit  of  the  land  with  a  hastily  cultivated 
indolence. 

'Tis  the  moment  of  arrival  that  breaks 
the  most  stubborn  will.  Within  the  last 
half  hour  of  the  voyage  the  Island  looms 
up  in  all  its  vague  blueness,  and  the 
hurdy-gurdy  beach  boys  come  popping 
out  from  dear  old  Waikiki  with  their 
diminutive  scarlet  outboards  bouncing 
from  wave  to  wave  while  the  incon- 
gruous stovepipe  hat  of  "Hawkshaw," 
the  "beach  boy  superb"  is  tossed  perilous- 
ly high,  in  a  welcoming  gesture.  The 
first  impression  gained  is  one  of  tran- 
quility and,  well,  "Here  we  are  at  last 
and  we  are  absurdly  pleased  in  being 
here."  Then  the  brass  band  strikes  into 
the  magnificently  solemn  strains  of 
"Aloha  Oe"  and  at  the  same  moment 
one  perceives  a  familiar  face  here  and 
there  in  the  grinning  crowd  upon  the 
wharf  below,  a  friend  or  a  friend  of  a 
friend,  one  of  the  Dillinghams,  the 
Winslows,  the  Andersons,  the  charming 
and   young   Von    Hamm    girl    or    the 


Slogetts  from  Kauai  and  perhaps  one  of 
those  three  frequent  and  gay  habitues  of 
the  Island,  Alicia,  Louise  or  Melvia 
Shingle. 

Then  the  Island  round  begins.  A  bit  of 
tropical  refreshment,  ha  !  and  after  lunch, 
to  the  beach  where  are  gathered  some  of 
the  most  handsome  and,  to  use  a  doubt- 
ful word,  elegant  people  conceivable. 
Don't  confuse  the  handsome  with  the 
elegant  The  latter  is  composed  of  those 
sumptuous  souls  who  attend  in  order 
to  become  five  or  six  pounds  thinner 
and  to  absorb  a  great  deal  of  the  sun- 
shine, not  that  they  enjoy  it  but  because 
it's  required  by  the  doctor.  This  brief 
spell  of  life  here  constitutes  their  "all" 
before  they  return  to  those  places  they 
miss  with  their  hearts,  Westchester  or 
Winnetka  or  Spearfish,  South  Dakota 
for  that  matter.  (It  should  be  well  under- 
stood that  there  are  excellent  people  who 
go  to  Hawaii  because  they  love  the 
place;  and  because  it  is  in  their  blood; 
call  it  a  passion  for  the  tropical  life,  call 
it  adventure.) 

Even  when  one  considers  the  Islands 
casually,    there    still    remains    a    great 


By  PHILIP  NESBITT 

amount  of  "made-to-order"  glamour. 
The  "poi"  is  whooped  up,  along  with 
surf-boards,  leis  and  the  Aloha  senti- 
ment Very  few  persons  traveling  about 
these  moderately  fantastic  Isles  appear 
to  enter  the  true  life  of  this  chosen 
place  No  one,  except  a  remarkably 
select  few  ever  attends  a  native  feast,  or 
becomes  familiar  with  South  Sea  ways 
as  they  exist  or,  one  might  put  it,  "per- 
sist." Samoa,  Raratonga  and  the  Society 
Islands. 

The  bulk  of  the  curious  tourists  is 
regally  housed  and  so  well  provided 
with  the  established  comforts  of  living 
as  to  dull  the  most  eager  mind  During 
the  sea  voyage,  sea-sickness  claims  them 
with  the  greatest  enthusiasm  There  are 
several  steamships  in  the  service,  but 
the  waves  continue  to  roll  abominably 
in  spite  of  their  prayers  To  most  per- 
sons the  outward  appearances  of 
"glamour  Hawaiian"  is  wholly  satisfy- 
ing. They  ask  but  little,  for  which  they 
cannot  be  forgiven,  and  surprisingly 
enough,  receive  but  little  or  less. 

The  exceeding  and  rare  hospitality  of 
the    actual     Islanders     is    a     thing    so 


MAY,  1930 


17 


genuine  and  charming  as  to  deny  comparison  Properly  armed  with  well  inscribed 

greetings  enables  one  CO  gain  the  friendship  oi   chese  people,  who  have  about 
them  a  quaint  and  lingering  Bostonian  mannerism    This  makes  lor  one's  com 
plete  enjoyment  ol  the  Islands  while  there. 

One  is  escorted  to  the  Pali,  that  incredible  crater  ol  stupendous  beaut v  tin 
turquoise  ocean  rim  and  the  grav  violet  steep,  the  verdure  grown  rampant 
for  a  thousand  years  This  is  but  one  ol  the  moments  which  remain  always  with 
the  island  voyager 

The  Polynesian  character  contains  large  quantities  of  humor  Much  passive- 
ness  and  a  great  deal  of  music  and  ceremony.  Originally 
"eugenics,"  as  an  element  of  living,  played  a  great  part  in  the 
communal  life  Through  its  unconscious  use,  as  a  basis  ot 
existence,  physical  perfection  was  the  result  A  glorious  people 
— so  far  superior  in  most  essential  ways  than  the  white  man 
with  his  heavy  disguise  of  enlightment  Nature  has  met  them, 
the  Polynesians,  much  more  than  hall  way,  but  the  jolly 
Christian-minded  beings  who,  in  the  early  50's,  broke  the 
crvstal  shell  of  the  Island  social  order  with  their  gift  of  trousers, 
bible  and  whiskey,  have  changed  all  this 

There  are  two  or  three  hotels  of  more  than  passable  quality 
The  splendid  old  Moana,  which,  if  it  could  speak  could  tell  an 
endless  and  quite  Oriental  tale  of  romance,  the  sort  of  thing  for 
which  Scheherazade  had  a  flair  But  of  course  hotels  don't  as  a 
rule  speak  their  thoughts  and  in  this  case  the  atmosphere  is 
quite  complete  Also  there  is  the  Royal  Hawaiian  which 
provides  a  very  fine  assortment  of  lawns,  serenaders,  sun  shades 
and  cool  /dual's  and  shockingly  pleasant  things  in  the  way  or 
drinks  with  an  everlasting  accompaniment  ot  the  delightful 
Hawaiian   music 

About  the  music    Many  persons  hearing    it    tor    the    first 
time  will  laugh  disparagingly  up  the  nearest  sleeve,  but  believe 
one  who  lias  been  there  and  languished  in  the  yellowy  sunlight 
and  bathed  in  the  white  moonlight  so  long  that  he  realizes  the 
fact  of  its    tightness    It  is  a  deeply  poignant  and  melancholy 
music,  the  inarticulate  expression  of  a  finely  musical  race  ot 
people,  the  Polynesians,   long  may  they  sur- 
vive. It  is  all  very  well  to  go  great  lengths 
towards    mtelleetualism.    but    an    occasional 
rest  in  an  environment  of  palatable  sentiment 
wouldn't  hurt  even  a  confirmed  Bolshevist. 
One  remembers   the    Island   Adventure   with 
feelings  of  the  purest  delight    Down  on  the 
inevitable  Waikiki  Beach  are  chocolate-color- 
ed backs  by   the  score   and  widely    grinning 
Kanaka  (beche-de-mer  for  "man")  boys  who 
pluck   their   ukuleles  with   a   joyousness  that 
would  or  should  penetrate    the  being  ot    the 
most  iron-clad  conservative 

On  the  Island  of  Kauai  there  lives  a 
Chinese  woman  For  twenty-three  years 
she  has  lived  in  the  village  of  Hanalei  This 
village1  Ah,  what  a  place,  this  Hanalei1  The 
mountains  rise  up  from  the  shore  of  the  sea 
tn  the  clouds  Huge,  sombre  and  darkling 
blue  Cascades  pour  frothily  down  their  abrupt 
slopes.  One  thinks,  what  a  pygmy  is  man  and 
how  colossal  the  way  ot  nature  However, 
the  Chinese  lady  is  named  "Chock  Chin"  and 
she  is  a  lady  She  will  rent  the  rare  visitant  to 
Hanalei,  a  room  and  a  shower  bath  within  a 
house  which  stands  in  the  middle  of  a  golden 
green  meadow  Near  the  house  is  a  Irog  pond, 
the  dwelling  place  ol  a  strange  variety  ol  Irog. 
one  that  "moos"  all  the  night  through  Ibis 
is  a  suggestion  to  the  more  adventurous 
minded  traveler  to  the  Islands  Choch  Chin. 
the  Chinese  lady  is  a  charming  experience. 
Hanalei  is,  incidentally,  very  moist,  more  so, 
it  appears,  than  any  other  place  upon  the 
surface  of  this  bountiful  globe  ot  ours. 
( ontinued  "n  p.i. 


The  author  at  work,  in  the  semC-tropics 


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work  i"  the  lives  of  the  beach 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Book  Doctor 


Flourishes  His  Scalpel  Over  a  Few  New  Ones 

by  A.  GROVE  DAY 


Are  you  a  New  Humanist?  Dear  me, 
X«L  everyone  who  is  anyone  nowadays 
is  giving  himself  the  Inner  Check  and 
practicing  up  on  the  Higher  Immediacy. 
It's  such  fun,  being  a  New  Humanist. 
The  Doctor  is  hoping  every  day  that 
somebody  will  mistake  him  tor  Paul 
Elmer  More  Well,  The  Bookman  was 
quite  a  good  magazine,  once  Some 

people  just  never  get  the  breaks,  that's 
all.  The  make-up  man  last  month  might 
just  as  well  as  not  have  put  that  "Nymph 
With  Peruke"   over  on  my  page;  my 
wife  says  she  wouldn't  have  minded, 
very  much.  And  nymphs,  with  or  with- 
out perukes,  help  so  greatly  to  brighten 
up  a  column  .  .  .  And  apropos  of  nothing 
if  someone  thinks  he's  pure,  all  he  has  to 
do  is  read  the  Censored  Mother  Goose 
and  find  out  what  a  low  mind  he  really 
has  ...  A  certain  Miss  Lillian  Symes  has 
just  discovered  that  authors  and   pub- 
lishers will  often  stoop  to  accept  money 
for  their  services,  and  under  the  title  of 
"The  Book  Racket"  spreads  her  indict- 
ment all  over  the  pages  of  the  current 
Forum,  with  Mr.  Herschel  Bricknell  as 
counsel  for  the  defense    It  seems  that  a 
powerful     novel     by     some     unknown 
Hardy  has  no  chance  to  be  accepted  as 
long  as  the  publishers  can  get  their  hands 
on  a  sensational  dish  of  pishposh  written 
by  a  New  York  tea-hound  with  a  cousin 
in    the   newspaper   business     Tsk,    tsk! 
Which  reminds  me  of  a  remark  made  by 
Mr.  Alfred  Knopf  when  he  was  in  town 
last  month;  he  was  thinking  ot  offering 
a  prize  for  a  novel  so  terrible  that  no 
publisher  would  take  a  chance  on  it,  and 
wagered  that  the  prize  would  remain 
unclaimed  for  years  .  .  .  War  books  and 
still  more  war  books!  Causes  of  the  war, 
results  of  the  war,  the  horrors  of  war, 
the  humorous  side  of  the  war,  most  of 
them  by  authors  who  still  seem  to  be 
suffering  from  traces  of  shell-shock.  The 
Book  Doctor  is  getting  so  that  he  leaps 
for  a  dugout  every  time  another  round 
of  verbal  shrapnel  bursts,  and  fears  that 
another  month  will  find  him  in  the  gal- 
loping  garb    of  a    war   correspondent, 
reporting  on  manuscripts  that  have  been 
gathering   dust  since    1919.    It's  about 
time  the  publishers  called  an  armistice. 
Am  I  right  or  am  I  right?  ...  A  young 
lady  client  recently  voiced  one  of  the 
tenets  of  the  Higher  Criticism  when  she 
said  that  she  would  enjoy  many  books  a 
great  deal  more  if  she  hadn't  seen  por- 
traits of  the  writers.   And  what  a  re- 
sounding  come-down   it   usually   is   to 
meet  the  author  of  a  great  work  face  to 
face !  .  .  .  A  suitable  initial  item  for  our 
Blurb-of-the-MonthDepartmentisfound 


in  an  advance  notice  for  Hergesheimer  s 
Party  Dress,  which  is  brilliantly  de- 
fined as  "a  real  saga  of  country  club 
life."  Someone  should  break  forth  any 
moment  with  the  ultimate  epic  ot  stark 
existence  in  the  nursery  ...  In  the  case  of 
Mencken's  Treatise  on  the  Gods,  The 
Doctor  thought  it  best  to  call  in  for  con- 
sultation his  distinguished  colleague, 
Dr.  Hilton,  specialist  in  menckenology, 
who  will  treat  this  patient  on  his  White 
Card  page  this  month  I  will  not,  how- 
ever, deny  you  the  leading  sentence  of 
my  projected  review,  which  ran:  "It 
Mencken  did  not  exist,  it  would  be 
necessary  to  invent  him." 

Poems  in  Praise  of 
Practically  Hoffenstein 

"Year  In,  You're  Out,"  by  Samuel 
Hoffenstein    Liveright.  1930.  $2. 

1. 

Lend  me  the  art,  O  Muses  Nine, 
To  hymn  of  Samuel  Hoffenstein 
Merely  to  show  him  that  I,  too, 
Can  toot  his  lightsome  tin  bazoo 
And  aim,  with  disillusioned  lip, 
The  Dorothy-Parker  final  flip. 


He  loved  a   woman 
To  his  hurt, 
For  she  was  human 
And  done  him  dirt. 

3. 
Pippa  Raises  the  Ante 

The  snail's  in  his  heaven,  the  thorn's  on 
the  lark, 

And  Cod  holds  a  bench  down,  in  Battery- 
Park. 


You    get    a    book,    though    you    may    not 

need  it; 
You  look  it  over,  and  maybe  read  it. 
And  wonder  what  it's  all  about  yet, 
Because  it's  called  Year  In,  You're  Out  yet. 
Well,  you  read  of  science,  gin,  the  sexes, 
Insomnia,  Moses,  rubber  checkses, 
Cnus,  and  nymphs  in  plush-lined  grottoes, 
Fables,  foibles,  and  cracker-mottoes, 
The  tariff,  trout,  your  endocrines, 
Six  per  cent  and  classy  queens, 
Chrysler,  Lux,  and  subway  valor 
Till  you  get  a  positive  prison  pallor. 
You  laugh  and  laugh  till  your  ribs  are  sore 

yet, 
And  what  does  it  get  you?    You  read  some 

more  yet! 


Doors  of  Mystery 

"The  Door,"  by  Mary  Roberts  Rine- 
hart.  Farrar  &"  Ejnehart.  1930.  $2. 
"The  Black  Door,"  by  Virgil  Mark- 
ham.  Knopf.  1930.  $2. 

Two  artists  in  bafflement,  one  English 
and  one  American,  appear  on  the  boards 
this  month,  and  without  resorting  to 
high  hats  or  magic  eggs  win  bouquets  in 
the  face  of  frightful  competition. 

This  competition  is  not  that  of  the 
umpty-odd  current  thrillers  listed  for  the 
insomniation  of  midnight-reading  die- 
hards  Both  Mrs  Rinehart  and  Mr. 
Markham  are  tempting  disappointment 
by  issuing  new  yarns  in  competition 
with  the  memories  of  their  own  past 
pertormances.  It  is  not  the  similarity  in 
titles  which  causes  the  reviewer  to 
group  these  books  For  it  happens  that 
the  names  of  these  artful  deceivers  ap- 
pear on  the  title-pages  of  what  he  con- 
siders to  be  the  best  two  mystery  tales  of 
all  time.  Mrs.  Rinehart's  The  Red 
Lamp  is  to  be  named  the  classic  of  Ameri- 
can mystery  -  detective  -  horror  stories. 
Only  two  books  have  ever  made  this 
case-hardened  crime-fan  afraid  to  turn 
out  the  light — Bram  Stoker's  Dracula 
was  the  other  one  As  for  Mr.  Markham, 
in  192S  he  published  a  gorgeous  web  of 
trickery  and  crime  with  a  stunning 
denouement,  in  a  lengthy  volume  called 
Death  in  the  Dusk.  For  this  breathless 
book  he  deserves  first  British  honors  not 
only  for  the  plot,  the  setting,  and  his 
cunning  manipulation  of  the  strings,  but 
because  he  was  daring  enough  to  prove 
that  the  mystery  story  may  once  in  a 
while  transcend  its  stereotyped,  hack- 
neyed diction  and  be  written  in  beautiful 
and  imaginative  prose. 

It  is  quite  fitting  that  both  these  pres- 
tidigitators should  make  use  of  the  tra- 
ditional national  methods.  Mr  Mark- 
ham has  his  Scotland  Yard  inspector 
fumble  for  the  "essential"  clue,  while 
Mrs  Rinehart's  American  lack  of 
method  makes  everybody  a  detective 
and  everything  a  clue. 

The  Black  Door  celebrates  an  unused 
entrance  to  the  bedroom  of  Sir  Anthony 
Veryan  in  the  Otranto-like  castle  ot 
Kestrel's  Eyrie,  on  a  high-cliffed  island 
off  the  Welsh  coast.  The  surviving 
members  of  the  family,  terrified  as  one 
by  one  their  numbers  have  been  cut 
down  by  an  unguessed  doom,  gather 
together  in  this  fortified  place;  but  the 
hand  of  Murder  is  not  stayed  until  Tom 
Stapleton  comes  from  America  and 
meets  Arthura,  the  boyish  young  heiress. 

Continued  on  page  29 


MAY,  1930 

Modern 
Interiors 


19 


With  che  Third  Annual  Decora- 
tive Arts  Exhibition  at  the 
Women's  City  Club  caking  on  such  a 
Hollywood  air,  we  turn  to  actual 
examples  of  modern  interior  decoration 
to  restore  taith  in  what  modernism  can 
do  After  the  exotic  cavern  of  the  San 
Francisco  Society  of  Women  Artists' 
show,  the  tranquil  simplicity  of  the 
interiors  designed  hv  Edgar  Walter  for 
Ransohoff's  are  a  joy.  We  reproduce 
(below),  a  view  of  the  millinery  salon 
on  the  first  floor  seen  from  the  lobby, 
with  its  gracious  light  panels  at  each 
side  The  restraint  of  the  warm  toned 
walls,  accented  with  blue  green  curtains 
at  the  tar  windows,  results  in  a  dignified, 
restful  atmosphere — contemporary  in 
feeling  and  in  perfect  taste  The  private 
office  of  Max  Summer,  Sr  (right),  is 
on  the  fourth  floor  of  the  Sommer  and 
Kautman  Market  street  building.  De- 
signed by  kern  Weber,  the  most 
prominent  modern  decorator  in  the 
West,  it  combines  the  efficiency  of  sim- 
plicitv  with  rich  materials  in  grate!  ul 
color  harmonies  This  room  is  similar 
to  Weber's  alcove  the  best  feature  of  the 
Decorative  Arts  Show 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THE  REIGNING  DYNASTY 


WEDDINGS 

BROWN-RATHBUN.  On  March  29,  in  Budapest, 
Hungary,  Mr  Davis  Brown  of  New  York  and  Vienna 
and  Mrs  Charlotte  Ziel  Rathhun.  daughter  of  Mrs. 
Gustav  Zie!. 

CASSERLY-NICHOLS.  On  April  21.  at  La  Jolla 
California,  Mr.  Michael  Cudahy  Casserly,  son  of  Mr. 
JohnB.  Casserlv  of  San  Mateo,  and  Miss  Adelaide  Dean 
Nichols,  daughter  of  Mr  and  Mrs.  William  M.  Nichols. 

RIVARRA-WINSTON  On  April  21.  in  Santa  Mar- 
gherita,  Italy,  Signor  Vittorio  Rivarra.  of  Santa 
Margherita,  and  Miss  Louise  Winston,  daughter  of  the 
late  Mr  and  Mrs  James  Wallace  Winston  of  San  Fran- 
cisco and  Los  Angeles 

SOMAV1A-DE  LAVEAGA.  On  April  2^  Mr.  Jose 
Ramon  Somavia  Jr.,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jose  Ramon 
Somavia,  and  Miss  Juanita  Valerie  De  Laveaga.  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Vincent  De  Laveaga. 


ENGAGEMENTS 

BOARDMAN-NIGH  Miss  Kate  Boardman.  daugh- 
ter of  Mr  and  Mrs  T.  Danforth  Boardman.  to  Mr 
William  Henshaw  Nigh,  son  of  the  late  Mr.  William 
Henshaw  Nigh  of  Ohio,  and  Mrs.  Nigh. 

BREUNER-WATSON.  Miss  Katrine  Breuner 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  John  Breuner.  to  Mr  John 
Barry  Watson,  son  of  Mrs.  Arthur  B.  Watson  and  the 
late  Mr.  Watson. 

EASTLAND-POTTS.  Miss  Alice  Eastland,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Butler  Eastland,  to  Mr.  Fred- 
eric A.  Potts,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Brevoort 
Potts  of  New  York. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mrs.  Stanley  Kennedy  of  Honolulu  was  a  visitor  in 
San  Francisco  for  several  weeks  and  was  extensively 
entertained  Among  those  who  honored  Mrs.  Kennedy 
at  various  affairs  were  Mrs.  Warren  Spieker,  Mrs. 
Maurice  Sullivan,  Miss  Marion  Zeile,  Mrs  Alan  Lowrey 
and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  f-agan. 

Mrs.  Theodore  Childs  ofRiverside  and  Mrs.  James 
Leonard  of  Nevada  were  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Silas 
Palmer  recently.  The  two  visitors  were  guests  of  honor 
at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs   E.  E.  Brownell. 

Mrs.  Arthur  Comstock  of  New  York  and  her  daugh- 
ter. Miss  Mabel  Wilson,  are  arriving  in  California 
shortly  and  will  spend  the  summer  on  the  peninsula. 
Miss  Wilson's  engagement  to  Mr  Washburn  Wright  of 
New  York  was  recently  announced. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Georges  de  Latour  entertained  as  house 
guests  Mrs.  J.  Victoria  Onati  via  J  r  of  New  York  and  her 
niece.  Miss  Katherine  Garrison.  Mrs.  Onativia,  as  Mrs. 
Conde  Nast,  visited  in  Burlingame  two  years  ago  when 
she  was  the  guest  of  Mr   and  Mrs.  Rudolph  Spreckels. 

Mrs.  William  Fullam  of  Washington.  D.  C.  and  her 
sister.  Mrs.  Edward  M.  Mcllvain,  were  guests  at  the 
home  of  Mrs  Fullam's  son-in-law  and  daughter.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Raymond  Welch. 

Mrs.  Harry  Macfarlane  of  Honolulu  has  been  visiting 
her  brother  and  sister-in-law,  Mr.  and  Mrs  Ritchie 
Dunn,  also  her  sister.  Mrs   Dunn  Dutton. 

Mrs.  Andre  Alden  Beaumont  (Cecily  Casserly)  was  a 
visitor  in  Burlingame  recently  and  was  guest  of  honor 
at  a  dinner  given  by  Mrs  Piatt  Kent,  shortly  before  the 
latter's  departure  for  the  East. 

Mrs.  Charles  J  Henderson  of  Honolulu  is  visiting 
with  her  parents-in-law,  Mr.  and  Mrs  Charles  B.  Hen- 
derson Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henderson  recently  took  posses- 
sion of  their  new  home  in  Burlingame. 

In  compliment  to  Baroness  Tamm  and  her  sister-in- 
law.  Miss  Beth  Thane.  Mrs  Powers  Symington  gave  a 
luncheon  at  the  Palace  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  William  Bowers  Bourn  of  San  Mateo 
entertained  Mrs.  Bourn's  sister.  Miss  Helen  Moody,  and 
Miss  Agnes  Lancaster  during  April 

Mrs  Charles  Fraker  of  Minneapolis  (Merrill  Jones) 
visited  for  a  time  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Oelrichs 
Martin  at  their  home  in  Menlo  Park. 

In  honor  of  her  daughter,  Mrs.  Kenneth  Dole  who 
now  makes  her  home  in  Redlands.  Mrs  Henry  L.  Van 
Winkle  gave  a  tea  at  the  Palace  recently. 

An  interesting  trio  aboard  the  Empress  of  Australia 
during  her  recent  visit  to  San  Francisco  harbor  com- 
prised Count  Ferdinand  Montecuccoli,  Count  Ulrich  F. 
Kinsky  and  Count  Henry  Buquov,  all  of  Vienna 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Harold  E.  Talbott  Jr  and  Mr.  Walter 
Phelps  of  New  York  were  recent  visitors  in  Burlingame 
and  were  guests  of  honor  at  a  luncheon  that  Mrs. 
Robert  Hays  Smith  gave  at  her  home  on  the  peninsula. 

Mrs.  H  F  Schiedius  of  Holland  was  entertained  at 
the  home  ol  Mr.  and  Mrs  Richard  McCreery  in  Burlin- 
game during  her  recent  stay  in  northern  "California. 
Mrs.  Schiedius  was  also  a  guesl  ai  the  home  of  Mr  and 
Mrs  Paul  Fagan  and  Mr  and  Mrs.  Robert  B.  Hender- 
son Mrs  Schiedius  was  the  incentive  for  much  enter- 
taining during  her  visit. 

In  compliment  to  Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  and  Mr  and 
Mrs.  Ogden  Mills  of  New  York,  Mr  and  Mrs,  W.  H. 
Crocker  of  Burlingame  entertained  at  a  dinner  given 
at  their  home 

Mrs.  J.  A  Cranston  entertained  at  a  luncheon  at  the 
Prancisca  Club;  the  occasion  being  in  honor  of  Mrs 
George  McPherson  and  Miss  Edith  Sherman  of  Port- 
land and  Mrs.  Robert  Rogers  of  Spokane. 


Mr  and  Mrs.  Roy  McWilliams.  the  former  of  whom 
is  American  Consul  at  Biarritz  spent  several  days  in 
Burlingame,  guests  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Mrs.  Edmunds  Lyman  gave  a  luncheon  for  the  visi- 
tors and  Mr.  and  Mrs  George  Cameron  entertained  at 
tea  in  their  honor  Mr  and  Mrs  C  M.  Weatherwax 
and  Mr.  and  Mrs  Bernard  Ford  also  entertained  for 
Mr.  and  Mrs  McWilliams. 

Mrs.  William  Bartlett  enjoyed  a  fortnight's  visit  with 
Mrs  Corliss  Hussey.  Mrs.  Bartlett's  home  is  in  Santa 
Barbara. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr]  and  Mrs.  Mark  L.  Requa  have  returned  home 
after  a  visit  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Charles  Crocker  have  returned  from 
New  York  and  were  complimented  at  a  dinner  party 
given  by  Mrs    Foster  Thierbach 

Mrs.  George  Cameron  entertained  at  luncheon  in 
honor  of  Mrs.  Herbert  Allen  who  recently  returned  from 
Europe. 

Preceding  the  musicale  given  by  Mrs.  John  B  Cas- 
serly. Mrs.  Ashton  Potter  entertained  at  dinner  at  her 
home. 

Miss  Evelyn  Barron  has  returned  to  San  Mateo  after 
a  year's  stay  abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Raymond  Welch  have  returned  to  their 
home  on  the  peninsula  after  a  visit  of  several  weeks 
with  Mr   Welch's  family  in  England. 

Mr  and  Mrs  George  Wilcutt  recently  celebrated  the 
forty-third  anniversary  of  their  marriage.  Their  son 
and  daughter-in-law  Dr.  and  Mrs  George  Wilcutt  gave 
a  large  luncheon  in  their  honor  in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  William  Leib  and  her  children,  Miss  Renee  and 
Lawrence  McCreery  are  expected  to  arrive  in  California 
about  May  20  and  will  join  Mr.  Leib  in  San  Mateo. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  George  Cameron  gave  a  dinner  and 
musicale  at  their  home  in  Burlingame,  the  artists  being 
the  Kedroff  Quartet. 

Mrs.  Louis  Parrott  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Palace  in 
honor  of  Miss  Barbara  Parrott. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  Vincent  have  returned  to 
their  apartments  at  the  Hotel  Fairmont  after  a  visit  of 
several  weeks  in  New  York 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Willard  Chamberlain  were  luncheon 
hosts  at  their  home  in  San  Mateo  where  they  enter- 
tained twelve  guests  including  Mr.  Walter  Dillingham 
of  Honolulu. 

Miss  Betty  Knight  Smith  entertained  at  her  home  in 
Jackson  street  where  she  gave  a  dinner  party  in  honor 
of  Miss  Anne  Odile  Porter  and  her  fiancee  Mr.  Gage 
Burmister. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Roger  Lapham  have  opened  their  house 
in  Menlo  Park  for  the  summer. 

Mrs.  William  Kent  Jr  was  luncheon  hostess  at  her 
house  in  town,  entertaining  a  dozen  friends. 

In  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Eyre  Pinckard  who  recently 
returned  from  the  East  Mr  and  Mrs.  Reginald  Court- 
ney Jenkins  gave  a  Sunday  luncheon  at  the  Burlingame 
Country  Club. 

Mrs.  Richard  Derby  has  returned  to  San  Francisco 
after  a  visit  in  Pasadena. 

Mrs.  Horace  D.  Pillsbury  and  her  daughter  Miss 
Peggy  Pillsbury  have  returned  to  San  Francisco  after  a 
month's  visit  in  Honolulu 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lalor  Crimmins  plan  to  spend  the  sum- 
mer months  in  their  recently  completed  home  in  Menlo 
Park. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Carleton  Earle  Miller  have  also  com- 
pleted a  summer  home  at  Menlo  and  will  take  possession 
shortly. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Dean  Dillman  entertained  at  dinner  at 
their  home  in  Washington  street  and  later  took  their 
guests  to  Miss  Dorothy  Crawford's  recital  at  the  Com- 
munity Playhouse 

Mr  and  Mrs  Blair  Foster  of  Burlingame  gave  a  din- 
ner for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Crocker  shortly  after  the 
Crockers  returned  from  New  York. 

Mrs  Frederick  Bradley  entertained  recent  ly  at 
luncheon  for  Mrs   Whitelaw  Reid. 

Miss  Mathilde  Humphreys  has  returned  to  San  Fran- 
cisco after  a  visit  in  Honolulu  Miss  Nora  Stratemeyer  of 
Honolulu  accompanied  Miss  Humphreys  back  to  San 
Francisco  and  the  two  young  women  plan  interesting 
summer  trips  through  California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Spencer  Grant  have  bought  the  Bailly 
house  on  Jackson  and  Laurel  streets.  Dr  and  Mrs  X1 
Edward  Bailly  have  taken  apartments  at  Vallejo  and 
Octavia  streets. 

Mrs.  Wood  Armsby  entertained  at  luncheon  at  the 
Burlingame  Country  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Charles 
Cornell  of  New  York.  Mrs.  Cornell  is  a  sister  of  Mrs. 
Corliss  Hussey. 

Mrs  Warren  Spieker  plans  to  leave  for  Honolulu  on 
June  I.  Mrs  Spieker  has  taken  a  house  in  Honolulu  for 
the  summer  and  will  take  her  children  to  the  Islands 
with  her 

Mr.  and  Mrs  William  Thomas  recently  entertained 
at  a  dinner  at  the  St  Francis  in  honorof  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Leon  Bocqueraz. 

Mrs.  W.  C.  Van  Fleet  has  returned  to  her  home  in 
town  after  a  visit  in  Santa  Barbara  where  she  was  the 
guest  of  Mr  and  Mrs  Charles  H.  Crocker 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Richard  Westphal  recently  spent  sev- 
eral days  in  Menlu  Park  with  Mrs.  Westphal's  parents, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Perry  Cumberson. 

Mrs  Walter  Hobart  is  at  present  at  her  ranch  near 
Beowawe,  Nevada. 

In  honor  of  Mrs.  Norman  Lang  of  Vancouver,  Mrs. 
John  Gallois  entertained  at  luncheon  recently.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  John  Gallois  are  now  living  in  Sausalito. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Oliver  Tobin  were  hosts  at  a 
large  luncheon  given  at  their  home  on  the  peninsula 
and  a  few  evenings  previously  entertained  another  large 
gathering  of  guests  at  a  dinner. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  Taylor  have  opened  their 
country  home  at  Menlo  Park  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Stewart  Lowery  have  also  opened  their 
place  at  Menlo  Park  and  had  Miss  Marion  Zeile  as  their 
guest  for  a  fortnight. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Thomas  Page  Maillard  have  rented  a 
house  in  Menlo  Park  for  the  season. 

Mrs.  Charles  B.  Alexander  enjoyed  a  trip  through  the 
Redwood  country  during  her  recent  visit  in  Northern 
California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Carl  Stever  have  leased  a  house  in  Palo 
Alto  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Baltzer  Peterson  will  spend  the  summer 
in  Menlo  Park. 

The  Gymkhana  Club  at  Menlo  Park  plans  an  early 
opening  On  May  2  there  will  be  a  riding  party  late  in 
the  afternoon,  followed  by  a  supper  at  the  club.  In  the 
evening  there  will  be  bridge  and  dancing . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  R.  McCormick  will  go  to 
Menlo  for  the  summer  as  soon  as  Miss  Florence  Mc- 
Cormick returns  from  Italy. 

Mrs.  Alfred  Oyster,  Miss  Elizabeth  Oyster  and  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Carl  Stever  returned  to  San  Francisco  in  April 
following  a  month's  visit  to  Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Hearst  have  rented  the  Walker 
Kamm  house  on  the  peninsula  for  the  summer  months. 
In  the  autumn  they  hope  to  take  possession  of  their 
own  home  in  San  Mateo. 

The  marriage  of  Miss  Claire  Gianinni  and  Mr  Clifford 
Hoffman  will  take  place  on  May  2-1,  The  ceremony  will 
be  performed  at  St  Matthews  Church  in  San  Mateo 
and  will  be  followed  by  a  wedding  breakfast  at  the 
bride's  home.  Only  relatives  and  immediate  friends 
will  be  present. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Theodore  Kruttschnitt  were  hosts  at  a 
musicale  and  tea  at  their  home  in  Hillsborough. 

Mrs  Adolph  Spreckels.  Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels.  Mrs. 
Alexander  de  Brettville  and  Mrs  Clement  Tobin  re- 
turned to  San  Francisco  a  few  weeks  ago  from  a  month's 
trip  to  the  Hawaiian  Islands 

Mrs  Henry  Clarence  Breeden  (Winifred  Braden)  has 
arrived  from  New  York  and  is  at  the  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins. 

Mrs.  Tobin  Clark  and  her  daughter  Miss  Agnes  Clark 
have  returned  to  their  home  in  San  Mateo  Mrs.  Clark 
and  her  daughter  were  recently  in  New  York  where 
they  occupied  their  apartments  in  the  Ritz  Tower. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  James  Otis  have  returned  from  New 
York  They  went  East  to  say  goodbye  to  their  daughter 
Mrs.  Warren  Smith  who  sailed  for  her  home  in  Caracasa, 
Venezuela. 

Mrs.  Howard  Park  gave  a  luncheon  in  San  Mateo  for 
Miss  Anne  Odile  Porter,  the  fiancee  of  Mr  Gage 
Burmister. 

Mrs  R  Walker  Salisbury  entertained  a  group  of  the 
season's  debutantes  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Mrs.  Webster  Wardell  Jennings  entertained  at  tea  at 
her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue  recently  in  honor  of  a  group 
of  young  women  who  will  spend  the  summer  in  Europe. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

At  last  accounts.  Mr.  and  Mrs  C.  O.  G.  Miller.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Albert  Miller  and  Mr.  and  Mrs  Frederick 
Weida  were  en  route  to  Cairo  from  Calcutta.  The  party 
is  expected  to  arrive  in  New  York  this  month  and  be  in 
San  Francisco  before  June 

Miss  Jane  Blair  and  Mrs  Haines  Smith  left  San  Fran- 
cisco several  weeks  ago  en  route  to  New  York  and  Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  G  Parrish  have  left  for  New 
York  whence  they  will  sail  for  the  Continent.  They 
expect  to  spend  most  of  their  time  this  summer  in 
Germany. 

Mrs  Julius  Kruttschnitt  plans  to  leave  for  the  East 
this  month  and  will  go  on  to  England  where  she  will 
spend  a  part  of  the  summer. 

Miss  Celia  O'Connor  spent  Easter  week  in  Seville,  in 
company  with  Miss  Mary  Longstreet  of  Los  Angeles. 
Others  in  Seville  during  Holy  Week  included  Mrs. 
Robert  Oxnard  and  Miss  Lily  O'Connor. 

Mrs.  Alexander  A  Cuthbsrtson  and  her  children  will 
spend  the  summer  in  Scotland. 

Mrs.  J.  B.  Wright  accompanied  by  Miss  Linda 
Buchanan  sailed  for  Havre  on  the  He  de  France  on 
April  18. 

Miss  Edith  Fullerton.  accompanied  by  her  mother 
Mrs  Darwin  Fullerton,  will  spend  the  next  three  months 
on  the  Continent. 

Mrs  Coppee  Thurston  and  her  daughter  Miss  Lois 
Thurston  plan  to  visit  North  Europe  this  summer 
Later  they  will  go  to  England  Miss  Thurston  who  made 
her  debut  last  season  is  returning  to  Bryn  Mawr  in  the 
autumn  She  is  president  of  her  class. 

Mr.  and  Mrs  Wilfrid  Bull  have  left  for  Europe  where 
they  will  join  Mrs.  James  H  Bull  who  has  been  abroad 
for  nearly  a  year. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Frederick  McNear  plan  to  spend  the 
next  three  months  in  Europe  and  on  their  return  to  Cali- 
fornia will  round  out  the  summer  at  Santa  Barbara  . 
Mrs.  McNear's  son,  Mr.  Jack  Breeden  is  traveling  on 
the  Continent. 

Mrs.  J.  H.  P.  Dunn  and  Miss  Alice  Dunn  are  visiting 
Mrs.  Arthur  Rau  (Catherine  Dunn)  in  Paris.  They  will 
travel  abroad  for  six  months. 


MAY,  1930 


21 


Mrs.  i  li.-irh's  Kconov 


Reprodnced  from  the  distinguished  portrait  l>y  i.lch  llyin. 


22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


War  Drums  and  Printer^  Ink 


A  Survey  of  California  Journalism  During  the  Civil  War 

by  ZOE  A.  BATTU 


When,  during  the  lace  iS5o's  and 
early  1860's,  the  debates  in 
Congress  over  keeping  the  balance  of 
power  between  free  soil  and  slave  soil 
waxed  hot  and  violent;  when  the 
Northern  states  were  swept  with  anti- 
slavery  hysteria,  those  of  calm  and  prac- 
tical mind  wondered  on  which  side  Cali- 
fornia would  cast  her  lot  in  the  ap- 
proaching division  of  the  Union  and  the 
possible  armed  conflict  between  North 
and  South  California  was  a  very  young 
and  not  very  populous  state,  and  located 
on  the  far  edge  of  the  continent  quite  by 
herself.  Up  to  now  not  a  great  deal  of 
attention  had  been  paid  to  her  politi- 
cally But  there  was  a  lot  of  gold  in 
California  and  a  lot  or  silver  in  Nevada. 
Whichever  side  could  draw  on  that  gold 
and  silver  in  the  impending  struggle 
would  surely  win  it. 

Editors,  publishers,  politicians  and 
business  men  of  San  Francisco  and  Cali- 
fornia gave  the  matter  a  good  deal  of 
thought.  They  had  lively  memories  ot 
the  Second  Vigilance  Committee  and 
its  rule  and  the  Law  and  Order  Party 
and  its  protest  Almost  to  a  man,  the 
Vigilance  Committee,  its  heads  and 
ranks,  had  been  drawn  from  the  city's 
merchants,  manufacturers,  traders,  shop- 
keepers, small  professional  people,  who 
had  come  to  the  state  from  New  En- 
gland, the  North,  East  and  Middle 
West  Damned  Yankee  shopkeepers, 
the  Law  and  Order  men  had  called 
them  The  Law  and  Order  Party, 
almost  to  a  man,  had  been  drawn  from 
the  city's  lawyers,  politicians,  successful 
professional  men,  gentlemen  and  schol- 
ars, who  had  come  to  the  state  from  the 
South  They  represented  the  Law  and 
its  prestige,  but  once  the  Vigilance  Com- 
mittee took  that  law  into  its  own  hands, 
it  kept  it  until  it  was  pleased  to  surren- 
der it  and  administered  it  after  its  own 
fashion,  while  the  Law  and  Order 
Party  frothed  impotently. 

Then,  too,  the  editors  and  politicians 
remembered  the  sharp  struggle  between 
David  Broderick  and  William  Gwin  for 
a  seat  in  the  United  States  Senate  and 
political  supremacy.  Gwin  was  a  pro- 
slavery,  Southern  Democrat,  a  physi- 
cian turned  politician,  suave,  polished 
and  skilled  in  diplomacy.  Broderick  was 
an  ex-Tammanv  politician,  an  anti- 
slavery  Democrat,  a  self-made  and 
educated  man,  who  had  risen  in  the 
ranks  by  sheer  will.  His  strange,  lonely 
career  came  to  an  end  in  a  duel,  in  which 
his  opponent  was  David  Terry,  former 
judge  of  the  state  supreme  court.  South- 
erner and  pro-slavery  Democrat. 


These  incidents  had,  in  their  essen- 
tials, been  miniature  Civil  Wars  As  a 
result  of  them  Northern  and  Southern 
feeling  in  San  Francisco  and  California 
had  been  brought  to  a  dangerously  tense 
pitch  and  to  armed  violence,  when  the 
rest  of  the  country  was  comparatively 
peaceful  They  had  revealed  the  political 
resourcefulness  of  the  Southerners  and 
their  determination  to  somehow  force 
the  state  into  the  Southern  cause,  and  the 
determination  of  the  Northerners  to  see 
that  California  and  its  gold  went  to  the 
Union  cause. 

Among  the  established  San  Francisco 
papers,  The  Herald  had  Southern  sym- 
pathies. The  Alta,  Bulletin  and  Call  in- 
clined to  the  Northern  cause,  but  appar- 
ently no  one  of  the  three  was  willing  to 
turn  crusader  or  take  an  extreme  stand 
for  State  versus  Federal  Rights,  or  for 
free  labor  against  slave  labor.  With  the 
approach  of  the  presidential  election  of 
1S60,  there  arose  a  situation  which 
spared  them  of  this  necessity. 

For  years  California  had  clamored 
for  a  transcontinental  railroad.  It 
was  generally  known  that  a  Sacramento 
engineer,  Judah,  had  proved  that  a  road 
could  be  laid  across  the  Sierras,  and  that 
four  Sacramento  store -keepers,  Hunting- 
ton, Crocker,  Stanford  and  Hopkins  had 
ideas  about  organizing  a  company  to 
build  such  a  road,  and  the  project  at  last 
showed  some  promise  of  materializing. 
Quite  suddenly  the  road  question  began 
to  be  boomed  as  it  had  never  been 
boomed  before.  Lincoln,  the  nominee 
of  the  new  Republican  Party  thought  the 
road  a  great  idea.  If  he  were  elected 
president,  he  would  see  that  the  West 
got  its  road  The  point  was  one  of  the 
planks  of  his  platform  The  wavering 
San  Francisco  papers  took  up  the  road 
issue  and  pushed  it  vigorously. 

In  the  election,  California  cast  its 
weight  to  the  Republican  Party  and  for 
Lincoln.  He  was  committed  to  see  that 
the  West  got  its  road.  California  and  her 
gold  were  committed  to  the  Republican 
Party  and  Lincoln  and  his  inevitably 
tragic  lot  as  president.  The  Aha,  Bulle- 
tin and  Call  were  safely  on  the  right  high 
road.  With  a  will  they  pitched  into  the 
drives  to  raise  war  funds  and  troops, 
and  became  the  right  hand  men  of  Dr. 
Starr-King  in  his  saving  of  California  to 
the  Union  and  his  labors  to  alleviate  the 
sufferings  of  the  battlefields 

The  fiery  journalistic  crusading  of  the 
Civil  War  was  done  largely  by  two 
papers,  established  purely  for  that  pur- 
pose. The  Democratic  Press  was  founded 


as  near  as  can  be  learned,  early  in  the 
1860's.  Its  policies  were  those  of  the 
Southern  wing  of  the  Democratic 
Party.  It  favored  Southern  interests  and 
sentiments  and  secretly  worked  to  have 
California  enter  the  Southern  Confeder- 
acy, or  secede  as  an  independent  state, 
from  which  the  South  could  draw 
finances  and  supplies.  It  possibly  cher- 
ished a  secret  hope  that  slavery  would  be 
established  in  California  But  The 
Democratic  Press  did  not  speak  its 
thoughts  too  openly.  Its  editors  bore  in 
mind  the  election  of  1S60,  the  Vigilance 
Committee  and  that  slavery  was  ex- 
pressly forbidden  in  the  state  constitu- 
tion. After  all,  the  Northern  forces  had 
always  contrived  to  carry  the  signal 
points  in  the  Northern  and  Southern 
struggle  within  the  state,  even  though 
the  Southerners  dominated  the  courts 
and  made  the  laws. 

The  American  Flag  was  established 
by  D.  O.  McCarthy,  early  in  1862  in 
Sonora  County,  a  stronghold  of  South- 
ern Democrats  and  seething  with  South- 
ern plots  McCarthy  was  a  fiery  Irish- 
man, who  industriously  set  about  expos- 
ing the  iniquity  and  infamy  of  the 
Southerners  and  their  plots  against  the 
flag  and  the  Union.  The  horrors  and 
sins  of  slavery  he  pictured  graphically, 
while  the  glory  and  virtues  and  God- 
given  rights  of  free,  white  labor  were 
exalted  to  the  skies.  Within  a  few 
months  McCarthy  had  the  whole  coun- 
try side  in  an  uproar. 

1  eland  Stanford  had  lately  become 
i  governor,  and  he  had  found  time  to 
read  and  watch  The  American  Flag. 
The  Central  Pacific  Company  was  by 
this  time  prganized.  Nothing  stood  in 
the  way  of  actually  building  the  rail- 
road, save  the  legal  formalities  of  put- 
ting through  Congress  a  bill  authorizing 
the  road  and  providing  the  needed  cash 
and  land  subsidies  But  a  war  was  get- 
ting under  way  and  that  might  mean  in- 
definite delays.  The  Southerners  were 
not  yet  licked  into  submissiveness.  They 
might  yet  disrupt  California  and  turn 
the  people  against  the  administration 
and  the  Republican  Party,  which  would 
be  very  bad  for  the  road 

As  one  means  of  averting  this  disaster, 
there  providentially  appeared  The  Amer- 
ican Flag.  Stanford  invited  McCarthy 
to  meet  him  in  Sacramento  He  sug- 
gested that  the  paper  be  moved  to  San 
Francisco  and  enlarged.  To  make  this 
possible  the  Republican  Party  and  the 
Central  Pacific  Company  would  gladly 
provide  any  needed  financial  help. 

Continued  on  page  28 


MAY,  1930 


23 


Mexico 


© 


Prescott  Chaplin,  young 
San  Franciscan  who  won 
artistic  laurels  in  New  York 
and  abroad,  has  returned 
after  two  years  in  Mexico 
where  he  made  these  splen- 
did wood  cuts  which  are  be- 
ing shown  simultaneously 
by  Courvoisier  in  San  Fran- 
cisco and  by  Steichen  in 
New  York.  His  paintings  are 
to  be  shown  in  London  next 
month  before  they  are 
brought  back  for  an  autumn 
showing  in  San  Francisco. 
Reproduced  here  are  "Los 
Soldades"  (upper),  "Los 
Trabajados"  (lower  left) 
and  "El  Artisanos"  (lower 
right). 


24 


THE  WHITE 
CARD 


In  New  York,  about  two  years  ago,  I 
was  a  guest  at  a  party  which  wan- 
dered in  and  out  of  several  cabs  and 
brownstone  fronts  in  the  East  Forties  in 
a  bewilderingly  informal  and  impulsive 
manner  Both  guests  and  hosts  were 
transitory  and  various;  and  I  became  so 
inured  to  the  surprises  produced  from 
this  mutability  that  1  took  quite  as  a 
matter  of  course  the  sudden  attempt  of 
an  earnest  gentleman  to  convert  me  to 
Swedenborgianism. 

The  earnest  gentleman  was,  I  under- 
stood, the  president  of  the  Chamber  ot 
Commerce  of  a  certain  city  in  south 
Jersey  But  that  was  not  his  only  distinc- 
tion; to  him  had  been  given,  as  well  as 
the  gavel,  a  Comprehension  of  the 
Nature  of  Infinity.  And  the  fear  that  1 
was  perhaps  a  materialist  goaded  him 
into  an  elucidation  of  the  eternal  mys- 
teries. 

"So  you  mean  to  tell  me,"  I  said,  in 
the  usual  facile  and  not  especially  pro- 
found retort,  "that  Yahweh  will  post- 
pone his  burnishing  of  Betelgeuse  to 
heed  the  prayer  of  a  delicatessen  man  in 
Waukegan  and  to  order  the  universe  in 
such  a  way  that  the  man's  Chrysler  will 
not  be  re-possessed?  It's  out  of  propor- 
tion " 

"Not,"  said  he,  "when  you  compre- 
hend the  nature  of  infinity." 

Merely  as  logic,  his  point  was  quite 
reasonable  So  I  said  only,  "Well,  if  I 
meet  you  in  some  sort  of  Hereafter,  1 
shall  apologize  But  if  it  turns  out  that 
there  is  no  Hereafter,  you  will  owe  me 
an  apology." 

And  just  then  a  long-distance  tele- 
phone call  informed  him  that  his  wife 
was  in  the  very  crisis  of  her  accouche- 
ment, so  he  gulped  his  drink  and  de- 
parted for  south  Jersey  in  all  haste  And 
1  shall  probably  never  see  a  neater  dem- 
onstration of  the  power  of  biology  over 
the  logic  which  denies  its  very  existence. 


'They  tell  me  you  can't  be  flattered. 
'Yes?  Do  they  really?" 


But  the  important  point  is  that  the 
earnestly  religious  man  was  one  of 
the  freaks  of  a  somewhat  freakish  night. 
He  belonged  in  the  category  with  the 
horse-faced  woman  who  did  the  black- 
bottom  at  every  opportunity,  and  the 
man  who  explained  that  impotence  was 
congenital  with  all  his  family.  We  are — 
a  good  many  of  us,  I  believe — inclined 
to  think  of  theology  as  the  sport  ot  the 
Middle  Ages;  and  it  is  always  a  shock  to 
be  reminded,  as  Mencken  reminds  us, 
that  there  are  still  millions  of  True  Be- 
lievers extant. 

And  it  is  a  shock  to  realize  that  thou- 
sands of  people  will  take  violent  excep- 
tion to  his  book.  For  the  book  is  urbane 
and  scholarly  and  even-tempered,  and  it 
says  nothing  which  is  not  obvious  to 
anyone  but  a  True  Believer.  I  wish  to 
call  attention  to  the  urbanity;  Mencken 
has  a  reputation  for  wild  ranting,  from 
which  he  suffers  unjustly  In  theological 
controversy  he  speaks  always  in  calm 
even  tones  He  knows  quite  well  the 
value  of  such  an  attitude  when  dealing 
with  those  whose  most  important 
weapon  is  wild  exhortation 

Treatise  On  the  Qods  is  gentlemanly, 
in  the  best  reading  of  the  word.  And  if 
anyone  doubts  that  Mencken  can  write 
beautiful  English,  I  commend  this  book 
to  him.  Mencken  has  given  us,  herein, 
more  of  such  writing  as  went  into  Hills 
of  Zion. 

The  book  treats  of  the  nature  and 
origin  of  religion,  its  evolution,  its 
varieties,  its  Christian  form,  and  its  state 
today.  His  conjectures  as  to  origin  are 
shaky,  but  interesting;  his  story  of  re- 
ligion's evolution  and  varieties  contains 
nothing  new  (since  he  has  deliberately 
held  to  the  "basic  patterns");  but  in  his 
study  of  Christianity  past  and  present 
there  is  much  that  is  shrewd  and  divert- 
ing (as  one  might  expect.) 

It  may  turn  out  to  be  the  most  impor- 
tant book  he  has  yet  issued  (though  I  still 
plug  for  Notes  on  Democracy.)  Other 
reviews,  and  the  ads,  quote  the  line 
about  Satan's  bootleg  apples.  Don't  let 
that  deter  you. 

The  book  has  a  bibliography  and  an 
index. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


by  NED  HILTON 


Headline   in   the   Examiner:   Club- 
women Ridding  V.  S.  of  Illiteracy. 
What !  Are  they  all  leaving  the  country? 

There  was  recently  brought  to  my 
house,  as  an  unexpected  additional  guest, 
a  young  woman  whose  intellectual  at- 
tainments, we  were  led  to  believe,  were 
considerable.  She  announced  that  she 
read  "a  book  a  day,"  a  feat  which  makes 
the  Literary  Guild  seem  almost  analpha- 
betic Furthermore,  she  read  "anything 
she  could  get  hold  of."(Sodid  Edison.) 
From  such  eclecticism  I  expected  won- 
ders. And  when  one  of  my  guests  released 
a  genuinely  witty  remark  I  awaited  her 
answer  quite  eagerly.  She  twisted  her 
features  from  within  their  surrounding 
folds  of  fat  and  said,  with  telling  force, 
"Oh,  go  lay  an  egg!"  My  admiration 
knew  no  bounds. 

Note  for  Mr.  Dobic:  We  observe  a 
poster  recommending  one  of  Duffy's 
recent  gifts  to  the  city's  theater-goers  It 
consists  of  the  name  of  the  play,  the 
statement  that  it  "has  everything,"  and 
a  picture  of  an  Afric  in  terrified  con- 
junction with  a  skeleton  I  need  hardly 
remind  you  that  such  comedy  was  aban- 
doned some  time  ago,  as  too  old  and  too 
stupid,  by  even  the  slapstick  masters  of 
Poverty  Row  in  Hollywood. 

When  I  mentioned  to  Grove  Day  the 
tendency  of  Mr  Duffy  toward  such 
cretin-tickling  opera — he  seems  to  pro- 
duce only  such  things  as  are  booed  off 
Broadway — Mr.  Day,  whose  tolerance 
is  a  byword,  said,  "Well,  he's  made  a 
fortune  at  it  " 

So  there's  the  root  of  the  trouble;  if 
people  on  the  Pacific  Coast  will  pay  a 
fortune  to  see  such  trash  as  would  flop  in 
Dubuque,  we  had  better  speak  in  low- 
ered voices  of  our  local  drama  And  Mr. 
Duffy  might  make  a  second  fortune  by 
producing,  as  tableaus,  the  illustrations 
in  the  Macfadden  magazines. 


"He's  a  famous  raconteur. 
"Where's  his  machine  gun?" 


M  o.  1930 


XOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


25 


As   our    esteemed    Mayor    will    cell 
l  anyone,  the  task  ol  campaigning 
tor  governor  is  not  exactly  a  veritable 

path  ol  roses  And  thus,  on  I  aster  Sun 
Jaw  when  any  self-respecting  Mayor 
should  stav  at  home  and  hunt  eggs  with 
the  kiddies,  we  found  the  Honorable 
James  Jr  .  attending  .\n  opening  baseball 
game  and  pitching  the  proverbial  first 
ball  in  che  thriving  metropolis  ol  Gilroy 
Attired  in  his  tight-fitting  Palm  Beach 
suit,  with  a  sombrero  and  carnation 
matching  his  complexion,  and  wearing 
his  inevitable  seven  league  boots,  the 
Mayor  sweltered  under  a  blazing  sun 
and  addressed  the  assembled  rustics  who 
rose  to  their  teet  as  one  man  and  gave 
three  hcartv  ones  for  "che  Greatest 
Mayor  in  California  "  Then,  not  to  be 
outdone  in  courtesy,  His  Honor  returned 
che  compliment  by  genuflecting  in  the 
middle  ot  the  held  and  gently  kissing 
che  hand  ot  the  Queen  ot  Gilroy,  and 
rising,  called  tor  three  cheers  tor  ''the 
most  beautitul  s^ir  1  in  Gilroy  "Whenche 
shoucs  had  subsidcj,  Rolph  declared  chac 
"This  is  che  happiest  aaj  ot  mj  lite" 
—but  being  in  a  self  sacrificing  mood, 
remained  only  ten  minutes  co  enjoy  this 
incense  happiness. 

"In  Cimarron,"  says  che  publisher's 
ads,  "Edna  Ferber  does  tor  Oklahoma 
what  she  did  tor  the  Mississippi  " 

How  much  will  it  cost  to  keep  her  ouc 
of  California1 

Ram  w  w  conductors  have  always 
had  cheir  ups  and  downs  wich 
inebriaccd  gcnclcmen  with  a  yen  tor 
travel.  Prohibition  "enlarccmcnt"  has 
given  chem  a  greacer  drunk  passenger 
problem  chan  ever,  tor  mam  ol  che 
drunks  of  coday  belong  co  che  better 
classes  and  cannot  be  cendered  che  sum- 
mary treatment  that  was  once  accorded 
objectionable  souses 

The  conductor  aboard  a  southbound 
train  one  evening  recently  had  his 
patience  tried  to  a  point  that  a  promts 
sory  note  lor  two  cents  would  have 
furnished  him  sufficient  incentive  to 
commit  murder. 

"Your  ticket  is  for  Sacramento,"  he 
patiently  explained  to  the  genial  drunk 
for  the  twentieth  time,  and  this  train 
is  on  the  Los  Angeles  line,  which  does 
noc  go  through  Sacramento  at  all 

At  length  an  inkling  ol  the  situation 
began  to  percolate  through  the  illumin- 
ated traveler's  brain 

"Good  Heavensh!"  he  gurgled  "Have 
you  told'sh  engineer? 

I  SHOULD  like  to  call  on  even    tree 
thinking  American    who  can  think 
at  all,  to  break  this  law,  i  c    the  Vol- 


stead Law  .  .  .  Drink  what  you  please, 
when  you  please  Don't  hcrray  the  !  i 
leggers  who  arc  smuggling  in  liquor  for 
you  In  every  waj  possible  flaunt  your 
defiance  ol  the  Eighteenth  Amendment 
Render  it  inoperative  Whilst  U  stands 
there,  let  u  he  disobey 

These  very  ably  and  plainly  spoken 
words,  are  from  an  article  called 
\ntiSpeak,  Easy  I  cague  in  the  Ma\ 
issue  of  Vanits  Fair  Their  author  is 
Corev  Ford,  whom,  as  you  have  readily 
guessed,  is  no  relation  to  the  illustrous 
Henry  ol  the  same  surname 

What  Mr.  Ford  has  to  say  in  his 
article  is  something  that  no  one  seems 
to  have  found  the  words  or  courage  to 
say  heretofore.  Even  che  mosc  eloquent 
and  ardent  campaigners  against  Pro 
hibition,  che  Volscead  Law  and  che 
incredible  scupidicies  and  corruption  ol 
ics  enforcemenc  have  contented  them- 
selves largely  wich  decorously  worded 
arguments  anent  the  rights  of  the  in- 
dividual and  the  minoricy,  che  basu 
vericies  and  guarancees  ot  the  National 
Constitution,  and  have  wound  up  their 
discourses  with  good  and  logical  reasons 
on  the  rights  of  those,  to  whom  the 
Amendment  is  obnoxious,  to  work  for 
ics  repeal  or  change 

To  date.  Mr.  Ford  is  che  only  one, 
who  appears  co  grasp  che  fact  chac,  so 
long  as  liberal  and  honest-minded 
citizens  ot  this  nation  with  wine  in  their 
cellars  and  cocktails  on  their  tables  neg- 
lect or  refuse  to  go  on  record  as  past, 
present    and     future    breakers    of    this 


abominable  law  the  Ant  i  Saloon  League, 
W  C  T.U  and  similar  organizations 
will  never  have  their  blutl  called. 

I  ord    blazes    a    clean    trail    straight 
through   the    muddle   this   whole   som 
business  has  gotten  into  His  is  a  triumph 
of  clear  thinking  over  contused   think 
mg,  ol  courage  over  hesitancy  or  doubt 
I  or  these,  should  his  name  be  cast  into 
enduring  bronze- 
After  the  succcsslul  flight  of  the  pilot- 
less  plane    someone  is  sure  to  suggest, 
quite    wittily,    that    we    should    install 
nothing  but   a  couple  of   gyroscopes  in 
the    White    House     Our    recommended 
retort  is   "Why  wascc  good  gyroscopes?" 

Following  the  luncheon,  given  in 
honor  of  Mr  Mei  Lan-Fang,  che  cel- 
ebrated Chinese  artisc,  who  was 
recently  in  this  cicy,  we  sac  spellbound 
and  entranced,  while  his  manager  Mr 


'C$4yt 


'Read  and  write .'" 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Chang  expounded  the  inner  meanings 
and  mysteries  of  Mei'sexquisite  art.  Mr. 
Chang  bears  the  name  of  one  of  China's 
most  distinguished  houses,  and  is  an 
aristocrat  to  the  manner  born.  He  is  a 
graduate  of  Oxford,  and  was  tor  several 
years  a  member  of  the  Chinese  Embassy 
at  London. 

Mr.  Chang's  knowledge  of  the  history 
and  traditions  of  China's  theatrical  arts, 
and  of  Lan-Fang's  art  in  particular  are 
profound  and  exhaustive.  He  is,  more- 
over, a  facile  and  brilliant  speaker  and 
in  his  hands  the  English  language 
attains  a  dignity,  precision  and  expres- 
siveness that  it  rarely,  if  ever,  attains 
among  the  American  people.  As  Mr 
Chang's  talk  ended,  we  were  pondering 
these  facts,  when  a  certain  woman, 
whom  we  happen  to  know  has  just 
come  into  her  first  Packard  and  who  was 
seated  next  to  us,  leaned  over  and  said  in 
a  loud  whisper,  "Well,  he's  come  a 
pretty  long  way  for  a  Chinaman." 

Confidentially,  wc  are  getting  fear- 
fully bored  with  these  stories  hav- 
ing to  do  v.'ith  the  incredible  lack  of 
historical  knowledge,  prevalent  among 
those  beefy  Hollywood  gentlemen, 
known  as  Producers  They  are  all  so 
damnably  stupid — both  the  stories  and 
the  gentlemen  But  as  a  matter  of  form, 
we  repeat  the  following . 

Said  the  Casting  Director  to  the  Pro- 
ducer, "Here,  sir,  is  the  list  of  the  cast 
for  our  new  Biblical  production  'The 
Vengeance  of  Jehovah' ." 

1  he  Producer  read  the  list  over  several 
times,  the  while,  shifting  his  cigar  from 
one  side  of  his  mouth  to  the  other,  as  is 
the  classical  wont  of  his  kind.  Finally, 
he  snapped  impatiently,  "Why,  this 
thing  only  calls  for  twelve  disciples  " 

The  Casting  Director  meekly.  "Yes, 
sir  " 

The  Producer:  "Well,  haven't  I  told 
you  before,  this  is  a  mammoth  produc- 
tion   Cast  fifty  disciples  " 

The  Venito  Restaurant,  a  popular 
Bohemian  resort,  boasts  of  the  most 
cultured  and  educated  staff  in  San 
Francisco,  and  points  with  pride  to  three 
of  its  help  to  prove  this  assertion  The 
head  waiter,  according  to  the  manager, 
is  a  graduate  of  the  University  of  Santa 
Clara  of  the  Class  of  '97;  the  dishwasher, 
a  nonchalant  young  Latin,  came  to  them 
straight  from  three  years  at  the  Beaux 
Arts  in  Paris;  while  the  cook,  formerly 
a  tenor  with  the  La  Scalla,  is  so  tempera- 
mental that  he  will  not  allow  the  owner 
in  the  kitchen        .  Bohemia ! 

As  we  go  to  press,  the  Columbia  bears 
the  huge  sign:  "Across  the  World  with 
Mr.  and  Mrs  Martin  Johnson  Twice 
Daily."  That,  gentlemen,  IS  commut- 
ing. 


After  much  investigation  we  finally 
L  discovered  that  the  little  colored 
chicks,  which  many  have  admired  in  the 
windows  of  Pelicano-Rossi  during  the 
Easter  Season,  are  not  hatched  from 
colored  eggs  The  chicks,  as  we  learned 
through  the  kindness  of  Gertrude  Wood, 
hail  from  Sacramento,  and  are  colored 
immediately  after  hatching  with  a  harm- 
less vegetable  dye  which  tints  only  the 
downy  fuzz  and  wears  off  as  soon  as  the 
leathers  grow  in  The  substance  used  tor 
the  dye  is  much  the  same  as  soda-water 
coloring  or  artificial  tints  for  cake  trost- 
ings  .  .  And  perhaps  around  Thanks- 
giving we  shall  find  little  pastel -colored 
Turkeys  in  the  same  windows 

It  is  perhaps   no   longer  timelv,   but 
we've  just   found   in   the   archives  this 


tragical  classified  ad : 

Bass  drum,  lost  New  Year's  Eve  in 
Redwood  City. 

From  the  offices  of  The  New  Yorker 
all  sorts  of  stories  are  constantly 
coming  to  us.  People,  just  arrived  from 
New  York,  dash  into  the  office  to  tell  us 
about  them  People  in  New  York  write 
them  to  us,  because  there  is  a  quaint 
notion  abroad  that  everything  that 
comes  from  the  offices  of  The  New 
Yorker  must  be  very  good  or  very  funny 
The  notion  is  a  very  faulty  one,  and  we 
have  to  reject  most  of  these  volunteer 
contributions  But  here  is  one  we  decid- 
ed was  good  enough  to  print 

Mr  Van  Loon,  in  The  New  Yorker 
office  lifts  his  phone  and  puts  in  a  call 
for  Schuyler  1487. 


The  switchboard  girl  presently  calls 
back  to  say  that  she  has  Harlem  1487 
on  the  wire  for  him 

Mr.  Van  Loon  with  great  indigna- 
tion repeats  that  he  wants  Schuyler  1487 
and  not  Harlem.  This,  he  further  and 
haughtily  informs  the  operator,  is  Mr. 
Van  Loon  calling  and  not  Mr.  Carl  Van 
Vetchen. 

Success  depends,  of  course,  upon  the 
polish  being  planted  in  volume  quan- 
tities and  this  the  first  peddler  succeeds 
in  doing  to  an  astounding  degree.  When 
we  asked  him  how  he  does  it,  he  said: 
"It's  all  in  the  first  five  words  I  utter 
when  a  woman  opens  the  door — Miss, 
is  your  mother  in7' 


MAY,  1930 


27 


A  circumstance  which  gives  us  no 
.  small  measure  of  satisfaction  is  the 
fact  that  many  ot  the  most  enthusiastic 
readers  ot  The  San  Franciscan  are  not 
properly  San  Franciscans  at  all,  but 
residents  of  the  East  Bav.  It  is  upon  this 
fortunate  state  of  affairs  that  we  are 
indebted  tor  being  kept  posted  on  the 
peccadilloes  of  the  quaint  folk  whose 
antics  provide  material  for  the  facile  pen 
of  Octavus  Cohen,  for  Oakland  boasts 
a  large  colored  colony. 

Among  our  Oakland  friends  is  one 
who  has  a  colored  cook  of  coal-black 
pulchritude  and  vast  gross  tonnage 
with  appetite  to  match. 

One  day  when  she  was  eating  lunch 
a  neighbor,  also  a  large  colored  woman, 
came  rushing  in  with  bad  news. 

"Mandy,"  the  visitor  warned,  "pre- 
pare yo'se'f  to'  some  pow'tul  bad  news. 
Yo'  husban'  has  jes'  been  in  the  worst 
accident'" 

"Lan'sakes!"  exclaimed  Mandy.  "Et 
Mose  am  dead  yo'  sho'  am  going  to 
hear  some  awtul  wailin'  soon  as  1  finish 
dis  meal  " 


A  certain  young  lady  ot  the  chorus, 
sent  out  from  New  York  as  a 
member  of  the  cast  for  Hi  There,  now 
rehearsing  at  the  Columbia  Theatre,  was 
highly  incensed  that  she  had  been  indefi- 
nitely torn  away  trom  Broadway  Since 
the  conveniently  forgotten  day,  when  she 
left  her  home  tank  town,  she  had  care- 
tullv  avoided  and  been  tearfully  high- 
hat  towards  all  points  West. 

Consequently,  the  damsel  could  see 
nothing  but  faults  in  San  Francisco 
New  York  had  bigger  hotels,  bigger 
buildings,  taster  elevators,  bettertheatres, 
handsomer  cab  drivers  and  what  not  In 
San  Francisco  the  hotels  are  all  wrong, 
the  cab  drivers  are  homely  and  sassy, 
the  hills  are  too  steep,  and  properly 
speaking,  we  have  no  tabloid  news- 
papers to  do  right  bv  visiting  ladies  of 
the  chorus 

Came  the  day  ot  the  recent  sun  eclipse. 
The  haughty  young  thespian  was  pre- 
vailed upon  to  gaze  skyward  through 
smoked  glass  at  this  sight  Dumbfound 
ed,  for  several  long  minutes  she  viewed 
this  phenomenon,  but  at  length  found 
the  words  to  exclaim,  "Mv  God,  New 
York  has  nothing  like  this  " 


w,» 


ROGERS 


may  have  been  joking  when  he 
said  that  the  California  Boosters' 
Organization,  at  the  beginning  of 
time,  sent  a  committee  to  the  Creator 
to  obtain  more  hours  of  sunshine 
for  this  glorious  commonwealth. 
Rogers  may  have  been  kidding,  but 
just  the  same  it  was  arranged  that 
California  should  have  a  longer 
Summer .  .  .  and,  therefore,  more 
time  for  California  men  to  wear, 
and  enjoy,  Knox  Comfit  Straw  Hats 
which  are  $6  to  $IO.      st'rawt,ss«P 

KNOX 

^Sluo  Qjnops  in  CJan  Srtanci'sco 


51    GRANT 
AVENUE 


HOTEL    ST. 
FRANCIS 


28 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


\V    RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/  0. 

V.No^IfCanB^T^Va 


Happy  Days  are  Here  Again  in 

case  you  have  not  felt  any  personal  thrill, 
ask  the  first  school  child  you  meet  and 
you'll  know  it's  nearly  time  for  vaca- 
tion 

May  is  the  wardrobe  month  of  the 
vacation  season  time  to  plan  and  to 

dream  a  bit,  and  to  shop,  and  to  cut  and 
sew,  and  to  wish  you  had  planned  to  go 
to  the  Beach  when  you  see  a  delectable 
beach  ensemble,  or  to  the  mountains 
when  a  swanky  handmade  sweater  greets 
your  eye. 


Oh,  those  who  can  pick  up  and  leave 
for  any  clime  at  any  time,  have  no  idea 
what  they  miss  by  not  having  an  official 
vacation  season 

Certainly  too  bad,  if  you  had  decided 
to  rough  it  this  year  The  success  of  the 
new  softly  feminine  silhouette  is  enough 
to  change  any  back-woods  camping 
ideas. 

Imagine  khaki  knickers  and  a  rough 
neck  sweater  competing  with  a  calculat- 
ing feminine  sports  frock  of  striped  silk 
shirting  (the  kind  Palm  Beach  has  been 
wearing  all  through  the  season)  in  any 
of  the  new  sun  warmed  pastels  with  a 
provocatively  high  waisted  belt  and 
gracefully  swinging  flare  skirt! 


For  tennis  sake  it  is  sleeveless  But  the 
Sports  Shop  and  The  Little  Shop  (for 
sizes  13,  15,  17)  are  filled  with  engag- 
ingly short  sleeved  styles,  too.  These 
manage  to  be  both  feminine  and  ready 
for  a  real  work-out  on  the  courts. 


They  need  to  be  versatile — these 
frocks  that  serve  both  the  new  mode  and 
the  old  love  of  freedom-of-movement. 

Who  wants  to  go  back  to  the  days 
when  a  girl  was  a  decorative  nuisance  in 
the  mildest  kind  of  sports? 

Even  dancing  suffers  no  impediment 
from  long  skirts  —"ankle  length  for  the 
dance  floor,"  says  Paris  Trains,  even 
the  tiniest  and  trailing  hems,  are  not 
only  trowned  upon,  but  trod  upon,  if 
they  venture  away  from  the  highly 
formal  reception  where  their  dignity 
belongs. 

What  a  shame  not  to  go  somewhere 
this  summer  where  you  can  get  the  full 
benefit  of  the  most  flattering  after-dark 
frocks  that  the  couture  has  sent  us  since 
the  Gibson  girl  retired  in  all  her  trills 
and  furbelows. 


Can't  you  see  yourself  floating  to  the 
dreamy  strains  of  the  latest  waltz  on 
some  lantern-hung  pavilion — moon- 
light above  ...  a  divine  partner  .  .  .  and 
a  jewel  toned  pastel  lace  frock  .  .  or  one 
of  Chanel's  beaded  flower  chiffons  giv- 
ing you  that  delicious  sensation  of  look- 
ing so  utterly  your  best  that  you  hardly 
recognize  yourself 

Don't  these  back-to-nature  vacations 
begin  to  fade  away  after  you  have 
shopped  around  a  bit? 

And,  now  about  luggage.  Have  you 
discovered  yet  the  almost  miraculous 
amount  you  can  get  into  a  ward-robe 
hat  box?  Seasoned  travelers  rejoice  in 
their  conveniences.  The  White  House 
has  them  in  every  grade  from  the  world 
famous  Vuittons  to  inexpensively  smart 
tabricoid. 


ADVERTISEMENT 


Happy  Isles 

Continued  from  page  17 

Many,  many  persons  have  a  secret. 
They  knew  what  they  wanted  and  at- 
tained it  This  is  a  chosen  people  They 
are  those  who  live  in  Hawaii  (the  Sand- 
wich group),  those  who  have  been  there 
and  cannot  forget  and  the  fortunate 
beings  who  are  yet  to  arrive  in  this  place 
which  needs  so  little  praise  The  un- 
forgetable  Island  Adventure. 

War  Drums  and 
Printer's  Ink 

Continued  from  page  22 

The  American  Flag  was  moved  to 
San  Francisco  and  the  services  of  Calvin 
B.  McDonald  secured  as  editor  Mc- 
Donald was  known  as  "The  Fighting 
Editor,"  and  in  all  the  chronicles  of  the 
time  is  set  down  as  a  man  who  never 
accepted  employment  of  any  publication 
whose  policies  ran  contrary  to  his  own 
thought  and  principles  He  wrote  the 
truth  precisely  as  he  saw  it  and  hurled  it 
straight  at  his  opponents.  For  no  mone- 
tary consideration  or  for  expediency 
would  he  consent  to  soften  his  blows, 
and  he  bore  any  unfavorable  reaction 
upon  himselt  without  flinching. 

On  The  American  Flag  McDonald 
could  give  free  rein  to  his  aversion  to 
slavery  and  to  his  intense  devotion  to 
American  principles  as  he  conceived 
them.  He  was  merciless  in  exposing  the 
motives  and  sympathies  of  The  Demo- 
cratic Press  and  all  other  California 
publications  that  revealed  or  suggested 
sympathy,  compromise  or  overtures  to 
the  South.  His  daily  and  powerful  war 
editorials  worked  the  public  temper  up 
to  a  dangerous  pitch  and  created  an 
almost  fanatical  support  of  Lincoln  and 
his  policies  It  became  an  exceedingly 
unwise  thing  to  do  in  San  Francisco  to 
admit  one  was  a  Southerner  or  had  ever 
looked  with  neutral  feelings  on  the 
Southern  cause.  Any  man  in  public  lite, 
so  rash  as  to  indicate  that  he  had  ever 
subscribed  to  the  latter  thought,  was 
burned  in  effigy. 

When  word  reached  San  Francisco 
of  Lincoln's  assassination,  this 
mob  hysteria  flared  into  a  mad  and 
merciless  flame.  A  frenzied,  shouting 
rabble  stormed  through  the  streets.  It 
descended  upon  The  Democratic  Press 
and  wrecked  its  offices  and  plant,  while 
its  editor  barely  escaped  through  a  rear 
door  with  his  life  The  paper,  however, 
survived  the  destruction  of  its  office 
furniture,  type  and  equipment.  It  was 
shortly  thereafter  reorganized  and  be- 
came The  Examiner,  and  as  The  Exam- 
iner has  lived  to  make  journalistic  his- 
tory of  a  peculiar  though  startling 
brand.  At  the  hands  of  the  mob,  the 
office  effects  of  The  News  Letter  were 
also  wrecked  and  thrown  into  the  street, 


MAY,  1930 


29 


FOLLOW  Spring 
on  a  Sun-Kissed 
OCEAN     TRAIL 

.  .  .  to  an  island  kingdom,  all  scarlet 
and  purple  and  gold  with  myriads 
of  flowers  ...  a  land  of  perfumes, 
laughter  and  romance 


Haw;,  i  i 


Flower-Time  Tours 

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Angeles,   complete  cost   from  $530. 

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ers, "City  of  Los  Angeles"  and  "City  of 
Honolulu,"  carries  a  SPECIALLY 
SERVICED  FLOWER-TIME  TOUR 
.  .  .  the  ideal  way  at  the  ideal  season  to 
visit  Hawaii. 

Your  days  are  filled  with  the  subtle  thrill 
of  adventure  that  sailing  the  friendly 
old  Pacific  always  gives.  Surrounded  by 
the  luxury,  punctilious  service  and  charm 
of  atmosphere  for  which  LASSCO  liners 
are  famous,  you  enjoy  a  voyage  that 
ends  all  too  soon  over  the  popular  south- 
ern route  directly  from  Los  Angeles  to 
Honolulu. 

The  tour  cost  covers  every  necessary 
ship  and  shore  expense.  It  gives  you 
eight  captivating  days  in  the  islands 
with  sightseeing  under  the  direction  of 
LASSCO  travel  experts  who  take  you  to 
every  chief  point  of  interest  in  the  is- 
lands. The  royal  palace,  the  colorful 
oriental  quarter,  the  beautiful  gardens 
and  other  features  of  picturesque  Hono- 
lulu .  .  .  Waikiki  with  its  exciting  surf 
sports  and  world-famous  hotels  .  .  .  and 
LASSCO's  5-day  Wonder  Trip  winding 
among  the  islands  to  Hilo  and  Volcano- 
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this  day  No  wholesale  massacre  ol 
Southerners  was  reported  Upon  hearing 
news  dI  the  assassination,  these  gentle 
men  very  promptly  and  wisely  made 
lor  their  homes  and  other  points  ol  safety 
while  the  fury  of  the  mob  ran  its  course. 

The  Hook  Doctor 

■  i  im  page  is 

All  the  evidence  that  a  discriminating 

brain  should  need  to  unravel  the  crue 
history  ot  the  Veryan  tragedies  is  given; 
but  you'll  never  guess'  While  not  so 
carefully  written  as  the  previous  book, 
The  Black  Door  shows  at  times  a  tor 
tunate  phrase  and  a  clever  twist  of 
meaning 

The  Door  unadorned  has  for  its  pivot 
the  commonly-noted  fact  that  most 
hotel  rooms  look  very  much  alike  It  is  a 
record  ot  a  series  of  cold-blooded  attacks 
in  a  wealthy  family;  and  the  matter-of- 
fact  setting  heightens  the  horror  So 
many  mystery  writers  create  fantastic- 
characters,  and  when  something  strange 
happens  to  them,  it  was  expected  all  the 
time,  and  much  ot  the  effect  is  lost;  but 
when  Mrs  Rinehart's  prim  spinsters 
and  young  lovers  and  deferent  butlers 
are  tangled  in  suspicion  and  tragedy,  we 
teel  death  lurking  at  our  elbow  Mrs 
Rinehart  has  her  usual  deftness  and  plot- 
sense,  and  her  people  are  so  real  you 
could  almost  find  them  listed  in  the  tele- 
phone book. 

If  you  like  mystery,  don't  miss  these 
doors  Needless  to  say,  neither  book  is 
recommended  as  a  sedative 

Pulling  Edna's  Leg 

"Cimmaron,"  by  Edna  Ferber    Double- 
Jay,  Doran    1930.  $2.50. 

Back  in  Oklahoma  they  have  lots  of 
tall  stories  to  tell  Miss  Ferber  has  jotted 
them  all  down,  and  you  will  find  them 
all  in  her  new  story  oi  Yancey  Cravzt 
and  Sabra  Venable,  even  if  you  don't 
find  much  about  what  the  early  days  in 
Oklahoma  were  really  like 

Indians,  rattlesnakes,  cowboys,  and 
various  other  tough  customers  make  the 
Cimmaron  country  lively  in  the  days  ot 
the  Sooners  and  The  Rush,  when  the 
prairie  grew  populous  overnight  The 
yarn  Miss  Ferber  spins  is  rich  and  racing 
and  will  be  read  as  So  Bio  and  Show 
Boat  have  been  read  Her  incidents  arc- 
almost  as  fantastic  as  the  actual  history 
ol  that  strip  ol  the  southwest  And  after 
all,  Mr  Ziegteld  doesn't  bother  much 
about  history,  as  long  as  the  storv  has 
plenty  ol  places  lor  good  chorus  work 
and  Indian  dances  and  cowboys  with  red 
shirts 

Prescribed 

The  best  novel  that  L'>  k.  Chesterton 
ever  wrote  was  a  fanciful  talc  ol  the  ns 

inucd  «>n  pan-    <1 


=  ^atr   (  vs 


JUNE  IS 
MIDNIGHT  SUN" 
TIME  IN 

Alaska 


You'll  really  know  long  vacation  <lav- 
when  you  watch  Alaska"-  Bummer  -11 11.  shin- 
ing all  day  . .  .  and  nearly  all  night  . . .  on 

-unit  m. Mint. on-,  -lull  1- 1 1 1  -  glacier*,  anil 
the  quaint  old  Totem*  that  alwavs  look 
over  the  water! 

And  this  summer,  a  new  Iv -augmented 
vacation  -Meet,  with  fumed  Canadian  Na- 
tional service  throughout,  to  complete  tin- 
Alaska  cruise. 

Sail  from  Seattle,  or  Vancouver,  north- 
ward and  farther  northward  through  the 
Inside  1'assagc  ...  or  lake  British  Colum- 
bia's great  Triangle  Tour,  vvith  Vlu-ka  a* 
an  easy  side-trip.  From  Skagwuj.  tin-  hi  — 
toric  ^  ukon  is  un  easy  two-day  rouiul-tri|> 
while  your  ship  wails. 

^  011  can  do  it  all.  comfortiihlv.  on  a  two- 
weeks  vacation !  June  i-  I >•■-!.  Scenic  foUari 

lmm — 

CANADIAN  NATIONAL 

jkc  jftrgtst  ntitmtj    Syshtn  m  amnin 

W.  J.  I.ll  KMtsllV  C.i.      \tt  .  Ml"  M.rWn  »l 
I  rlM.h..nr  sl   ,i,.r  BAM,   -«n   Inn.  .  -  | 


30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Sympathy  and  Pattern 

Continued  from  page  13 

ogy;  John  Donne  had  arrayed  himselt 
also  against  those  disturbing  forces  .  .  . 
And  John  Donne  was  gone,  leaving 
only  this  slight  volume,  with  Author's 
Death  in  battered  and  uneven  type  .  .  . 
For  his  mysticism  was  the  mysticism  of 
one  who  (said  the  protagonist),  even  as 
I,  has  slobbered  milk,  and  nuzzled  flesh, 
and  barked  his  shins,  and  drained  good 
drink,  and  found  somewhere  the  dispen- 
sation of  poetry  And  he  hurried  rather 
desperately  over  the  reflection  that  John 
Donne  had  lived,  and  had  had  eyes 
which  saw  the  things  about  him,  and 
smiled  and  sparkled  and  became  hard 
and  empty  with  a  grief  not  understood 
by  anyone  but  John  Donne.  With  the 
volume  in  his  hand,  he  could  not  but 
think  of  the  one-time  actuality  of  the 
fingers  with  which  the  poems  had  been 
written,  and  the  one-time  warmth  of  the 
blood  which  had  quickened  them 

"And  the  man  who  had  set  that  type 
— the  humble  M.  F.  who  had  labored 
over  the  letter-spacing  ot  that  page — had 
perhaps  drunk  also  in  the  Mermaid,  and 
gone  to  the  Swan  and  the  Rose  and  the 
Globe.  There  remained  of  him  now 
these  small  italic  initials,  whose  ink  had 


been  dry  three  hundred  years  And  John 
Marriott,  too,  had  held  this  book  in  his 
hand — when  it  had  come  into  his  shop, 
shiny  of  gilt  and  new  morocco  ..." 

It  is  possible  to  purchase  a  quite  recent 
edition  of  John  Donne — an  edition 
which  has  all  things  essential,  except  the 
essential  human  associations. 

We  had  better  return  to  cool  anatom- 
izing. We  have  considered  the  Associa- 
tive stage,  which  is  the  first  stage  of  true 
collecting.  And  close  upon  it  comes  the 
Completitive  stage,  for  which  all  bibli- 
ographies are  responsible. 


I  have  made  the  accompanying  scroll 
design  to  illustrate  the  exposition  of  that 
urge  which  fastens  upon  all  true  collec- 
tors— the  urge  to  possess  "everything  he 
ever  did."  Much  has  been  said,  some- 
what foolishly,  about  the  acquisitive- 
ness of  collectors,  and  about  the  vanity 
which  causes  them  to  gather  all  sorts  of 
unimportant  trifles  The  inanity  ot  such 
envious  gabbling  is  made  clear  when  we 
recognize  that  in  the  writings  oi  any 
author  worth  collecting  there  is  a  pat- 
tern. The  artist  strives  always  to  give 


k^^^y^ 


^^^^^g^^^^^a 


TAILORS  &  IMPORTERS  OF  MEN'S  WEAR 
Post  Street  at  Union  Square 


Correct  Assembling 
of  Wedding  Apparel 

FOR  THE  BRIDEGROOM 
AND  THE  GENTLEMEN  IN  HIS  ATTENDANCE 

For  seventy-five  years  we  have  been  entrusted  with  this 
advisory   responsibility  hv^a  distinguished  clientele^. 


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torm  to  what  is  formless,  to  bring  all 
things  into  harmonious  juxtaposition. 
And  in  that  striving  he  is  working  in  a 
larger  pattern  in  which  each  word  he 
writes  has  a  place. 

The  collector,  sooner  or  later,  has 
"most"  of  his  writer's  first  editions  And 
into  what  frenzy  that  "most"  throws 
him  For  the  pattern  is  incomplete — as 
is  my  scroll  drawing.  I  have  deleted  part 
of  a  spiral,  to  show  how  bothersome, 
how  teasing,  and  how  disagreeable  is  a 
pattern  in  which  there  is  present  only 
"most"  of  it.  A  person  who  is  not  com- 
pletely an  aesthetic  will  have  been  im- 
pelled, as  soon  as  he  saw  the  butchered 
scroll,  to  complete  it — to  add,  if  only 
with  a  pencil,  the  missing  curve. 

And  with  what  damnable  accuracy  do 
bibliographies  describe  the  missing  parts 
in  the  pattern  of  your  collection.  I  shall 
probably  go  through  life  desiring  The 
Beaver  in  Norway,  a  slight  and  unim- 
portant Douglas  pamphlet  of  which 
there  is  only  one  known  copy  That  is  the 
tault  of  Macdonald,  the  bibliographer. 
And  Cabell,  now,  at  the  end  of  the 
Storisende  Edition,  gives  me  cause  for 
baffled  acquisitiveness  And  where  will  I 
ever  see  a  1913  Chance?  And  has  anyone 
ever  seen  Horlick's  Magazine,  of  the 
'90s,  in  which  so  much  of  Machen  was 


I  or   gentlemen 
of   action  .  .  .  . 

We  suggest  one  of  the  new  Ox- 
ford weave  shirts  ...  In  case 
you  re  not  a  gentleman  of  action, 
we  might  add  these  shirts  are 
splendid  for  loafing. 

$£50 

%^  Bto& 


MAY,  1930 


31 


HAPPY  VACATION 
DAYS    AT   S  E  A 

(LOAF    OR    PLAY    TO    YOUR 
HEART'S      CONTENT) 


ON  THIS  "AROUND  AND  ACROSS 
AMERICA"  CIRCLE  TRIP*  PANAMA 
CANAL,  HAVANA  AND  NEW  YORK 

To  New  York  —  a  glorious  SOOO- 
mile  ocean  CTuise  in  l6  carefree 
days.  Return  by  Tail  (your  choice 
of  routes)  and  it  costs  no  more 
to  return  thru  the  Northwest  via 
the  Canadian  Rockies  and  to 
home  port  from  Seattle  by  boat. 

Your  ship  is  one  of  the  great 
electric  fleet.  You'll  dance  under 
tropic  stars  as  you  sail.  You'll 
swim  and  play  the  days  away  with 
worry  and  cares  a  "million  miles" 
behind. 

You'll  visit  historic  Panama, 
pass  thru  the  gigantic  Panama 
Canal  in  daylight,  spend  happy 
houTS  in  gay  Havana. 

S.  S.  CALIFORNIA  *  VIRGINIA 
^       PENNSYLVANIA 


Alternate  in  fortnightly 
service  between  Califor- 
nia and  New  York.  All  rooms 
are  outside,  many  with  baths. 
Roundtrip  rates,  one  way  by 
sea,  one  way  rail, $375  up  First 
Cabin,  *235  up  Tourist  Cabin. 
Room  and  meals  on  steamer 
included  in  fare. 


Panama  fact  fie  J%pe 

INTi>NAT10NAL  MERCANTILE   MA«INE   COMPANY 

ALL   NEW^f^STEAMERS 


first  printed'  Sometime  I  shall  ask  Vin- 
cent Starrett,  though  I  doubt  that  even 
he  has  a  complete  file  Of  Fugitive  Beer- 
bohm  items  I  am  yet  happily  unaware;  1 
have  no  bibliography 

No,  the  acquisitiveness  is  not  repre- 
hensible, it  is  an  entirely  laudable  aesthe- 
tic impulse,  a  desire  to  see  the  pattern 
complete  And  to  each  item,  of  course, 
clings  the  essential  human  association 
No  less  magical  than  The  Hill  of  Dreams 
is  my  copy  of  Machen's  The  Anatoms  oj 
Tobacco,  his  first  legitimately  published 
book;  no  less  magical  is  my  Dr  Stig- 
gins,  and  The  Qrcat  Qod  Pan,  and  all 
the  rest  of  them  And  it  is  necessary  that 
they  be  in  good  condition;  no  one  wants 
mildew  on  a  Rembrandt  etching,  and  in 
religious  matters,  I  suspect,  a  tarnished 
chalice  is  not  so  valued  as  one  shining 
and  immaculate 

Of  the  early  Douglases  and  Cabells 
and  Beerbohms  there  is  not  space  in 
which  now  to  speak — nor  of  the  Con- 
rads  which  are  still,  many  of  them,  on 
the  shelves  of  dealers,  nor  of  the  Pick- 
nick  in  the  original  parts  which  I  shall 
have  sometime,  nor  of  the  rest  of  my 
Menckens,  or  Bierces,  or  of  the  early 
books  of  James  Stephens 

For  part  of  the  greatness  of  true  col- 
lecting resides  in  its  near-infinity  You 
are,  and  you  always  will  be — though 
you  were  the  British  Museum  itself — 
just  starting. 


Tin'  Book  Doctor 

Continued  from  page  2<> 

ing  tide  of  prohibition  The  Monarch  of 
Paradox  and  neighboring  demesnes 
could  not,  of  course,  in  those  days 
imagine  any  such  nightmare  as  a  rum- 
runner praying  that  not  the  coast-guard, 
but  merely  hijackers,  are  attacking  him; 
but  nevertheless  Chesterton,  in  The 
Flying  Inn,  gives  us  in  a  mad  and 
merry  mood  the  adventures  of  Red  Pat- 
rick and  his  English  Sancho  Panza  as 
they  leap  about  the  countryside,  waving 
their  defiant  inn-sign  of  revolt. 


Diagnoses 


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cinating  rascal 

Continued  on  next  page 


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VACATION 

"*  bounded  bij 
arandeur  and  steeped  in 
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and  dotted  with  welcome  white  trail  camps 
a  half-day's  hike  apart  .  .  . 

Come  for  a  week — you'll  want  a  summer. 
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irMAMPOSX  BIG  TREES 


32 


For  those  who 

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sensible  basis  .  . 

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Lexington  .  .  .  the  luxury 
of  its  modern  appointments 
.  .  .  the  distinguished 
quality  of  its  French  cuisine 
.  .  .  are  available  at  such 
moderate  rates  that  many 
guests  who  come  for  a  day 
or  a  week  are  staying 
permanently. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 


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circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
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1  person  ..... 
These  same  34 1  rooms  for  two 

persons    .         .         .         .         . 
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Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
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Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
Transient  or  permanent  accommodations 


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$6 

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Table  d'hote  dinner   .  $2.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

HOTEL 
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young  wild  people  of  Borneo  come  to  London  Town 
"The  Purple  Cloud,  bv  M   P  Shiel   \dnguard  S2.50. 
Devious  paragraphs  about  the  last  man  on  earth. 
"Mata  Hari  :  Courtesan  and  Spy."  by  Major  Thomas 
Coulson.  Harper's   S3    The  most  flaunting  adventures  of 
the  Great  War.  sketched  by  a  member  of  the  British 
Secret  Service. 

"The  Town  of  Tombarel."  bv  WilliamJ  Locke  Dodd, 
Mead  S2  50  Mr.  Locke  clicks"  again  with  this  story  of 
the  benevolent  autocrat  of  a  Riviera  town. 


To  the  Editor 

Continued  from  page  6 

And  then  he  went  on  to  add,  "The  idea  that 
you  have  can  only  be  published  in  a  magazine 
for  intelligent  people  to  read."  So  you  see  he 
was  very  kind  and  diplomatic  after  all  for  he 
excluded  a  few  readers  as  being  serious  about 
Fords  and  gave  a  big  boost  to  the  magazine 
business. 

Well,  you  see  there  wasn't  anything  else  left 
to  do  but  go  over  to  the  "San  Franciscan," 
which  is  within  walking  distance — I  had  no 
funds  for  carfare  to  reach  New  York,  the 
center  for  publication  of  most  of  our  maga- 
zines  catering   to    "intelligent"   people.     You 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

LOW  FARES  EAST- MAY  22 


We  welcome  the  crowds  that 
come  for  luncheon  each  day 
...  let  us  assure  you  that,  no 
matter  how  rushed  we  are, 
the  high  standard  of  cooking 
is  our  first  concern  ...  all 
food  is  cooked  under  the  per- 
sonal supervision  of 

iMrs.  Welle  T>e  Graf 


You  may  also  order  your 

favorite  cak.es  and  pies 

to  take  home 


Downstairs  in  the 

MONADNOCK  BUILDING 

Market  Street 


DAINTY      CHINESE      MAIDS 

"Overland 
Limited" 

San  Francisco  meets  Chicago  in 
58  hours  of  luxurious  travel  via  the 
"Overland  Limited."  Color-bearer  of 
the  first  of  the  Four  Great  Routes, 
this  gracious  train  is  famed  through- 
out the  world. 

All-Pullman,  extra-fare,  of  course. 
That  its  equipment  and  appointments 
are  the  best  today  can  fashion,  you 
rightfully  assume.  And  this  exclusive 
touch — dainty  Chinese  Maids,  gaily 
garbed,  to  serve  you. 

When  you  go  East  at  the  low  sum- 
mer fares,  the  "Overland  Limited" 
will  speed  you  to  Chicago  hours  ahead 
of  any  other  train.  Take  advantage  of 
Southern  Pacific's  option  to  go  one 
way,  return  another,  on  the  "Overland 
Limited,"  "Golden  State  Limited," 
"Sunset  Limited"  or  "Cascade." 


Some  examples  of  low  sum- 
mer roundtrips  in  effect 
May  22  to  September  30. 
Return  limit  October  31: 


Atlanta .     .     . 
Chicago  .     .     . 
Kansas  City     . 
New  York  City 
New  Orleans  . 


$113.60 
.     90.30 

75.60 
151.70 

89.40 


Via  Shasta  Route,  slightly  more 


Southern 
Pacific 


E.  W.  CLAPP 

Gen.Pass.Trf.Mgr. 

San  Francisco 


MO.  1930 


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know,  magazines  like  Harpers  and  perhaps 
Vogue,  although  our  choice  would  have  been 
Atlantic  Monthly. 

Mr.  Dyer  seemed  to  be  glad  to  see  me  at 
any  rate.  It  was  pretty  early  in  the  morning 
after  publication  day  and  he  was  waiting  for 
the  printing  bill  to  come  in  and  when  I  came 
in  and  didn't  hand  out  a  bill,  he  just  smiled 
all  over,  asked  me  to  have  a  chair  and  then 
asked  what  he  could  do  for  me. 

So  I  started  in  all  over,  told  him  about  the 
"Big  Idea  Department"  as  a  regular  feature 
of  his  magazine.  How  we  would  not  only 
ATTEMPT  to  solve  all  the  big  problems  of 
the  hour,  but  we  WOULD  solve  them — no 
fooling.  He  was  just  like  Mr.  Newspaper  man, 
though.  Wanted  a  sample — put  in  writing. 
So  here  is  the  event  of  the  day,  the  problem  of 
the  hour  and  just  to  put  it  over  big  this  time, 
we  will  settle  two  problems;  just  like  the  birds 
and  stone  business. 

There  is  the  Labor  problem.  Men  out  of 
work.  Hunger  strikers,  paraders  and  empty 
dinner  pails.  You  know  all  about  it.  Mr. 
Hoover's  Secretary  of  Labor  is  worried  about 
it  and  Mayor  Rolph  has  passed  the  buck  to 
Supervisor  Rossi.  A  tough  job  they  all  say. 
That  is  problem  number  one. 

Problem  number  two  according  to  the  pa- 
pers is  this  matter  of  enforcing  the  prohibi- 
tion acts.  Mr.  Ford  appears  before  the 
investigation  committee  in  Washington  and 
says  that  he  is  absolutely  set  on  having  en- 
forcement. Tells  how  the  wets  and  poor  old 
Wall  Street  are  trying  to  corrupt  his  em- 
ployees in  Dearborn.  Ford  says  there  are 
speakeasies  as  thick  as  telephone  poles  oppo- 
site each  entrance  to  the  Ford  works  and  then 
goes  on  to  say  that  he  has  a  system  of  law 
enforcement  in  his  own  factory  and  it  works. 
Has  "breath  smellers"  who  apparently  sniff 
each  man's  garlic  or  halitosis  as  he  enters  the 
plant   and    if    there    is   any    odor    resembling 


sacramental  wines  or  prescription  spirits  an 
investigation  is  made  and  the  employee  is  sent 
home  for  a  doctor's  excuse,  and  would  you 
believe  this,  he  gives  them  notice  to  stay  home 
permanently  if  they  can't  produce  the  pre- 
scription. 

Now  we  have  arrived  at  the  point  where  our 
"Big  Idea"  department  begins  to  function. 
As  Mr.  Ford  is  so  anxious  to  enforce  the  pro- 
hibition law  and  he  has  some  #300,000,000 
according  to  recent  statements  made  by  him, 
and  there  are  so  many  starving  and  jobless 
people  in  the  country  at  large,  we  suggest 
that  Mr.  Ford  draw  up  a  new  contract  of  sale 
for  each  one  of  these  model  "A's"  he  sells, 
putting  a  conditional  clause  providing  that 
any  purchaser  of  a  Ford  who  takes  a  drink 
contrary  to  the  law  shall  forfeit  all  right,  title 
and  interest  in  the  automobile.  As  there  are 
so  many  Fords  in  operation  and  the  example 
of  losing  one's  Ford  would  be  so  forceful  to 
the  prospective  and  present  owners,  another 
large  portion  of  the  population  would  be 
observing  the  law. 

Of  course  this  does  not  settle  the  unemploy- 
ment situation,  so  we  suggest  that  as  Mr.  Ford 
is  so  set  on  moralizing  that  he  use  some  of  the 
three  hundred  million  dollars  and  pay  all 
unemployed  men  one  dollar  per  day  to  act  as 
"Official  Breath  Smellers"  for  Ford  owners 
and  in  that  way  the  unemployed  will  be  cared 
for.  It  will  take  about  one  "Smeller"  to  each 
Ford  and  ii  there  is  any  surplus  of  unem- 
ployed, we  suggest  that  a  spy  system  similar  to 
the  Soviet  organization  which  would  be  the 
"Breath  Smellers  of  the  Official  Breath 
Smellers."  This  would  be  an  extra  precaution 
and  sure  to  prevent  any  further  drinking  of 
"Holy  Water." 

We  send  up  a  silent  prayer  that  The  San 
Franciscan  will  recognize  our  great  ability  at 
solving  problems  and  will  put  us  on  the  pay- 
roll  regularly.     On   second   thought   this  will 


never  do.  We  are  under  contract  to  our  pres- 
ent employer  not  to  take  on  a  second  job  and 
unless  other  ideas  bring  us  more  than  the 
$5000  The  San  Franciscan  seems  willing  to 
pay  for  this  one,  we  shall  have  to  stick  to  our 
present  source  of  income. 

Submitted  by, 

ELLIS  H.  WOOLLEY. 
Dear  Editor: 

In  the  March  San  Franciscan  I  find  a  poem 
written  "at  a  lady  who  doesn't  like  sky- 
scrapers," and  since  I  happen  to  be  that  lady, 
I  am  sending  in  a  reply  to  his  arguments. 

In  reply  to  a  certain  gentleman  who  likes 
skyscrapers. 

in  the  Year  :tooo 

Lonely,  leaning  toward  the  stars 

With  rivets  wrenched  from  iron  bars, 

A  twisted  frame  of  naked  steel — stands 

Darkly  etched  against  the  sky. 

No  artist  carved  with  careful  hands 

His  soul  upon  its  marble  brow. 

Nor  had  a  love  of  beauty  in  his  eye 

While  carving  crude  shapes  on  its  portico. 

Steel,  rivets,  iron,  massive  cranes,  its  tools, 

Lime,  sand,  cement,  and  plaster 

Adorn  its  cell-like  rooms,  and  faster 

Ever  faster,  higher  ever  higher  built  by  fools 

(Who  tried  to  reach  the  sun)  — 

It  stands  a  monument  to  dollars  lost  and  won. 

The  wind  blows  through  its  empty  corridors, 

Where  sullen  spiders  catch  the  careless  fly, 

And  rusty  hinges  on  the  twisted  doors 

Make  fretful  sounds  to  black  bats  wheeling  by. 

Gaunt,  towering  skyward,  sinister  in  defeat; 

It  stands  a  symbol  of  Men's  greed — 

Upon  the  empty  street. 

— Elsa  Nye  Meriwether. 


H.LlEBES&bCO. 

GRANT  AVE  AT  POST 


Here  Comes 

the  Bride! 

In  fact,  here  to   H.  Liehes  &   Co. 

come  all  the  smartest  brides,  anticipating 

the  delight  of  trousseau-shopping  -where 

so  many  lovely  things  are  oliered 

for  their  selection! 

Especially  happy,  too,  are   the  charming 
brides   who   choose   their  wedding  gowns 


i, 


rom  our  exquisite  collection 


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ouston,  Gilmore 

c3  Company 

FineJ  Jewelry 

Post  and  Stockton  Streets 

San  Francisco 

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Air  Situations 

Continued  from  page  10 

ooo)  from  proceeds  from  a  bond  issue 
voted  by  the  people  of  Oakland  for  har- 
bor improvements  in  1925  The  air- 
port was  treated  as  part  of  the  city's 
harbor  and  the  development  of  it  was 
placed  in  the  hands  of  a  non-political 
committee.  The  peninsula  between  San 
Leandro  Bay  and  a  southeastern  arm  of 
San  Francisco  Bay,  only  six  and  a  halt 
miles  south  of  the  Oakland  Post  Office, 
was  selected  in  March  of  1927  and  lay 
untouched  until  June  when  F  Trubee 
Davison,  Assistant  Secretary  of  War  for 
Aeronautics;  Porter  Adams,  president 
of  the  National  Aeronautic  Associa- 
tion, and  Lieutenant  Lester  J  Maitland 
surveyed  the  field  and  promised  to  use  it 
for  the  army  flight  to  Hawaii  if  a  run- 
way more  than  one  mile  long  and  300 
feet  wide  could  be  completed  by  June  2 a  . 

On  the  specified  date  a  level,  hard- 
packed  runway  7020  feet  long,  600  feet 
wide  at  one  end  and  300  feet  at  the 
other,  was  completed.  This  was  the 
start  of  the  all-over  landing  field  that 
has  brought  the  Oakland  Airport  such 
popularity 

In  the  fall  of  1927  the  Dole  race 
started  from  Oakland  Airport  and,  in 
May  of  192S,  the  "Southern  Cross" 
flight  started  from  the  same  field 

Early  in   1928  the  first  two  hangars 


were  built  and  later  the  same  year  the 
third  hangar  was  completed.  Last  year 
two  more  hangars  were  built,  the  filth 
one  being  specially  designed  for  the  Boe- 
ing school  and  transport  lines 

During  this  same  time  a  splendidly 
equipped  administration  building  has 
been  erected  and  a  restaurant  and  hotel 
have  been  installed  on  the  field.  The 
entire  plant  is  unusual  in  its  complete- 
ness, standing  out  for  a  time  as  the 
largest  in  the  United  States  Last  year  it 
is  stated  that  there  were  82,316  land- 
ings made  on  the  Oakland  Airport  and 
that  52,900  passengers  were  carried  - 
these  figures  do  not  count  the  13,009 
student  flights  made  during  the  year 

The  Oakland  Airport  has  attracted 
national  attention  in  various  ways.  It  is 
cited  by  national  air  magazines  for  its 
construction  and  maintenance  policy. 
It  has  been  estimated  that  the  Oakland 
Municipal  Airport  will  receive  from 
$60,000  to  $80,000  gross  revenue  dur- 
ing 1929-1930. 

Recently  the  Western  Water  Taxi 
Company  started  a  speedboat  service  from 
the  Oakland  Airport  to  San  Francisco, 
making  the  trip  in  thirty  minutes,  to 
carry  passengers  from  the  transport 
planes 

There  has  been  some  criticism  of  the 
receipt  of  San  Francisco  mail  in  Oak- 
land because  of  the  rime  it  has  taken  to 
transport  it  to  its  final  destination  on 


this  side  of  the  bay.  Postmaster  H  L. 
Todd  has  announced  unofficially  that 
soon  a  mail  contract  may  be  let  to  the 
Air  Ferries,  Ltd.  to  speed  the  delivery  of 
air  mail  to  San  Francisco. 

The  Alameda  Airport  is  being  devel- 
oped by  Curtiss  Wright  as  a  commercial 
field  and  an  aviation  school  There  is  an 
extensive  program  outlined  for  the 
development  of  the  neck  of  land  now 
occupied.  An  extensive  landing  field 
with  crisscrossing  runways  is  projected 
and,  at  the  side,  a  yacht  harbor. 

Curtiss  Wright  Co  is  also  developing 
an  airport  near  Beresford  where  they 
will  combine  student  training  with 
special  air  service.  The  Curtiss- Wright 
flying  service  is  the  world's  oldest  flying 
organization,  an  outgrowth  of  the  origi- 
nal company  organized  in  1910.  The 
branches  such  as  are  located  here  are 
equipped  to  supply  airplanes  for  every 
purpose,  including  cross  country  charter, 
taxi  service,  emergency  transportation 
of  all  kinds,  aerial  photography,  map- 
ping, surveying,  et  cetera  They  also 
cooperate  with  private  owners  of  air- 
planes, providing  instruction  for  pilots 
and  servicing  for  planes 

The  San  Francisco  Bay  Aerodrome, 
now  under  construction  at  Web- 
ster street  in  Alameda,  will  be  the  first 
strictly  commercial  field  in  this  region. 

Continued  on  page  37 


modern  motor  ships 

sail  monthly  from 
san  francisco  via 
panama  canal  to  the 

mediterranean 
spain  a0LBi 

france 
Italy 

a  38-day  cruise  for  three  hundred  dollars 

libera  line 

(general  steamship  corp.,  agents) 

has  moved  into  luxurious  new  offices 

219   sutter   street 

KEarny  4100 

"worldwide  service — at  your  service 


Do  you  know  w  I 
done  with  chintz? 

Perhaps  you  are  accustomed 
to  thinking  of  us  only  in  con- 
nection with  the  finest  things 
and  it  has  not  occurred  to  you 
that  we  can  do  wonders  with 
very  simple  materials. 

We  shall  be  glad  to  consul 
with  you  regarding  the  arrange 
ment  of  the  most  informal  roor 


A.  F.  MARTEN  CO 

1501  SUTTER  STREET 


MAY.  1930 


35 


RUSSIAN  BLOUSE 

in  white  satin 
with  black  satin  skirt 

Peasant  hand  embroideries  from 
all  countries. 

VAHDAH 

609  Sutter  Street,  corner  Mason 

FRanklin  4332 

El  Paseo,  Santa  Barbara 


SIllV  MAN! 

He — But,  Julia,  we  can't 
afford  a  summer 
cabin. 

She — Well,  how  much  do 
you  know  about  the 
cost  of  one?  Have 
vou  been  watching 
the  Want  Ads? 

He — No,  but  you  can't  tell 
me. 

She — Is  that  so?  I  do  know. 
I've  watched  the 
Ads,  and  I  can  tell 
you  lots  of  things. 

P.    S.— She   knew.    She    lol.l    him. 

They  got  the  cabin.  Examiner  Want 
Ad*,  of  course. 


Concerning 

Continued  From  nanc  15 

then  has  headed  the  educational,  social 
and  spiritual  development  ol  the  Church 
in  Calitornia. 

Today  he  stands  the  spiritual  father  to 
a  flock  of  400,000  people  He  heads  an 
organization  that  controls  numerous 
churches,  many  schools  and  several  col- 
leges He  is  known  as  one  ot  the  leading 
mediators  between  the  workers  and  the 
employers  in  wage  disputes  He  is  a 
member  of  the  Immigration  and  Hous- 
ing Commission  about  which  political 
storms  have  raged  He  is  president  of  the 
National  Catholic  Weltate  Conference 
which  meets  in  Washington  in  behalf  of 
the  poor. 

During  his  occupancy,  the  archdiocese 
has  grown  phenomenally  in  both  mem- 
bership and  wealth.  He  has  helped  in  the 
virtual  rebuilding  of  St  Mary's  and 
Santa  Clara  colleges,  the  San  Raphael 
School  lor  Girls  and  is  now  urging  the 
completion  of  the  new  San  Francisco 
College  for  Women  conducted  by  the 
Religious  ol  the  Sacred  Heart 

Beyond  these  substantial  accomplish- 
ments, Archbishop  Hanna  continues  to 
be  the  best  loved  prelate  in  the  West, 
combining  keen  executive  ability  with 
human  understanding 

Mei  Lan-Fang  has  come  to  San 
Francisco  as  an  emissary  of 
artistic  understanding  Irom  China.  Con- 
sidered the  greatest  ot  Chinese  actors  he 
is  now  completing  his  first  tour  of  the 
wotld  playing  to  Chinese  and  American 
audiences  in  the  leading  cities. 

Rarely  does  a  country  send  its  finest 
artists  to  othet  lands  Too  often  it  is 
necessary  to  judge  the  art  of  a  foreign 
country's  culture  by  means  ot  work  con- 
sidered second  rate  at  home.  In  Mei  Lan- 
Fang  one  finds  an  actot  so  subtle  in  his 
characterizations  that,  even  without 
fully  understanding  the  Oriental  sig- 
nificance vested  in  each  gesture  and 
movement,  it  is  possible  for  the  Occi- 
dental mind  to  appreciate  and  admire. 

A   descendant   ot    illustrious   lineage. 
Mei  Lan-Fang  bears  the  honorary  titles 
of    Foremost  of  the   Pear  Orchard  and 
Grand  Abbot  of  the  Ching  Chang  Mon- 
astety — the   highest   honors  at   the  dis- 
posal of  the  Chinese  people   As  a  tan  or 
plaver    ot    female    roles  — thete    are    no 
acttesses  in  ttaditional  Chinese  dtama- 
Mei  plays  at  once  the  most  important 
and  most  exacting  parts  in  dramas  that 
have  been   handed  down  for  centuries 
He  is  also  a  writer  ot  dtama  and  as  such 
is  author  ot  about  one-third  tit  the  con 
temporary  plays  in  which  he  appears 

In  San  Francisco  the  majority  of  the 
performances  have  been  presented  in  a 
Chinese  theatre  which  has  been  crowded 
night  after  night  with  cultured  Oriental 
people  and  their  Occidental  friends 


riMvT-MEiiyv.iMi> 


Teas  ♦  Weddings   ♦   Receptions 
Bouquets  ♦  Centerpieces 

Russ  Building    SUtter2492 


The  rapidity  with  which 
the  world  is  moving  is 
forcing  our  eyes  to  sup- 
port additional  loads. 
^  our  eyes  should  he  ex- 
amined at  regulated  in- 
tervals. 

Trlrphan.-    GAffiM    027i 

for  ail  apiMii  11  In  leu  t 
today. 

JONES,  PIXTHEH 
&  I.I\»SAV.Int. 

OPTO.MFTII1STN 

.1  l»  GEAIIY  Mltlll 
Sou  FranrUro 


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PEACOCK  COURT  has  reluct- 
antly said  an  revolt  to  Anson  Weeks 
who  has  taken  his  orchestra  to  New 
York  for  a  special  season  of  six  weeks. 
San  Francisco  has  said  farewell  to  its 
favorites  before — with  sorrow  mixed 
with  pride  at  the  eagerness  of  the  East- 
ern metropolis  to  share  what  we  have 
prized.  But  this  time  the  good-byes 
were  said  with  unalloyed  pride,  for  An- 
son Weeks  will  return.  June  27th  has 
already  been  set  as  the  homecoming 
date  when  San  Francisco  will  welcome 
home  its  favorite  orchestra. 

Meanwhile,  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins 
has  brought  to  Peacock  Court  the  one 
orchestra  they  judged  qualified  to  sub- 
stitute for  Anson  Weeks  and  his  men. 
While  San  Francisco  lends  her  favorite 
to  New  York,  Chicago  has  sent  her 
foremost  dance  orchestra  with  its  leader, 
Ted  Fiorito. 

TED  FIORITO  is  one  of  the  greatest 
dance  song  composers  today.  His 
"Laugh  Clown  Laugh,"  "King  for  a 
Day,"  "I'm  Sorry,  Sally,"  "Hanging  on 
the  Garden  Gate,"  "Dreamer  of  Dreams" 
and  "I  Never  Knew"  have  all  sung 
themselves  into  general  popularity — 
but  perhaps  not  much  more  so  than  have 
his  "No,  No,  Nora,"  "Oh  Mabel," 
"Medoelark,"  "Sometime,"  "Need  Some 
Pettin',"  "Just  Like  a  Rainbow,"  "Sweet 
Southern  Breeze"  and  "Someone  to 
Love" — or,  if  you  prefer,  "When  the 
Lights  Are  Low,"  "Love  Bird,"  "I  Can't 
Stop  Babying  You,"  "The  Little  Old 
Clock  on  the  Mantle,"  "I'll  Just  Go 
Along,"  "Drifting,"  or  "I  Love  You  So" 
— or  even  "When  I  Dream  of  the  Last 
Waltz  With  You,"  "Eliza,"  "Say  Ara- 
bella," "Alone  at  Last"  and  "Annabelle" 
— that  is,  since  we  can  mention  only  a 
few  of  the  more  popular  songs. 

Rather  prolific?   Ra-ther! 

But  you  probably  know  Fiorito  as  a 
Victor  recording  artist.  He's  all  of  that 
and  more!  How  much  more,  you  could 
know  only  if  you  visited  the  Edge- 
water  Beach  Hotel  at  Chicago  where  he 
was  director  of  the  famous  Oriole  Or- 


chestra for  three  years — or  unless  you 
visited  the  Congress  Hotel  this  last  sea- 
son (he  comes  direct  from  there  now 
and  plans  to  return  there  next  fall). 

However,  by  now,  you  don't  really 
need  an  introduction  to  Ted  Fiorito  be- 
cause you  probably  were  at  Peacock 
Court  Wednesday  evening,  April  30th, 
when  the  new  orchestra  was  welcomed 
to  San  Francisco.  What  a  night  that 
was!  At  first  just  a  slight  wondering  how 
it  would  seem  not  to  have  big,  blond, 
loveable  Anson  at  the  piano,  knowing 
you  all,  counting  you  his  friends  and 
playing  those  smooth  rhythms  that  for 
years  have  made  Peacock  Court  the  "top 
of  the  world"  for  dancing  San  Francis- 
cans. The  orchestra  was  all  new.  Strange 
hands  played  the  traps,  unfamiliar  faces 
loomed  behind  each  familiar  instru- 
ment.   And  the  leader — how  different! 

Then  the  fiery  synchopation  of  this 
new  personality  began  to  get  under  your 
skin.  Familiar  melodies  in  new  arrange- 
ments. A  fresh  interpretation  of  themes 
well  known. 

Ted  Fiorito — here  was  a  spirit  to  be 
welcomed  by  San  Francisco  without  res- 
ervations. The  surging  rhythms  of  his 
music  filled  Peacock  Court.  Tables  were 
deserted  except  for  an  occasional  couple 
deep  in  conversation  .  .  .  the  dance  floor 
became  a  human  kaleidoscope  with  ever 
changing  pattern  as  the  colorfully 
gowned  women  were  guided  through  the 
intricate  maze.  It  was  an  unusual  experi- 
ence. Here  were  hundreds  of  people, 
drawn  to  the  top  of  Nob  Hill  by  the  lure 
of  pleasure,  bound  together  by  the  dance 
music  into  a  coherent  mass  of  rhythm. 
Here  was  sophisticated  individuality 
amalgamated  by  an  experience  shared. 
There  was  something  magic  in  the  tide 
of  people  drained  from  the  tables  to  the 
center  floor  by  the  music  and  spread 
again  into  scattered  units  the  moment 
the  orchestra  stopped  playing.  One  felt 
the  power  of  a  common  experience. 

Then  came  the  time  when  Dusty 
Roades  rose  to  his  feet  and  started  sing- 
ing! His  voice  .  .  .  his  personality  .  .  . 
the  amusing  things  he  did  and  said  and 


sang.  If  there  had  been  any  reservation 
in  the  heart  of  San  Francisco  as  repre- 
sented there  that  night,  it  melted  with 
the  appearance  of  this  unusual  man 
known  throughout  the  East  and  Middle 
West  but  coming  to  San  Francisco  for 
the  first  time. 

THE  metropolitan  personality  of  San 
Francisco  is  never  felt  more  than 
when  one  is  in  Peacock  Court.  The 
beautifully  gowned  women,  the  wonder- 
fully groomed  men,  the  whole  atmos- 
phere of  sophistication  speaks  of  the 
self-sufficiency  of  the  city.  Here  are 
people  who  are  equally  at  home  all  over 
the  world,  people  who  know  not  only 
San  Francisco  but  Paris,  Vienna,  Lon- 
don, New  York.  These  people  are  in 
San  Francisco  because  they  know  her 
charm.  These  people  have  come  to  Pea- 
cock Court  because  they  know  it  as  the 
heart  of  the  city.  They  have  dined  by 
the  windows  overlooking  the  downtown 
city  blocks  with  their  lighted  buildings, 
their  strange  silhouettes  against  the 
night  sky.  They  have  spent  evenings 
secure  in  the  privacy  of  their  own  party, 
sharing  the  enjoyment  with  throngs  of 
other  dancers.  They  have  driven  up 
Nob  Hill  after  the  theater  for  supper  in 
these  gay  surroundings. 

Perhaps  it  is  because  he  played  to  peo- 
ple such  as  this  that  Ted  Fiorito  felt 
completely  at  home  the  first  night  of  his 
arrival  in  Peacock  Court.  To  him  San 
Francisco  will  always  be  a  joy  for  he  has 
seen  it  first  at  its  best — he  will  remember 
it  always  as  a  city  of  carefree  joy  where 
people  dance  on  top  of  the  world  with  a 
shining  mosaic  of  light  at  their  feet. 

For  six  weeks  Ted  Fiorito  and  his  or- 
chestra will  be  at  Peacock  Court,  then 
Anson  Weeks  will  return.  Again  the 
dancers  will  know  the  smooth  syncopa- 
tion of  the  matchless  orchestra.  Again 
they  will  delight  in  the  slow,  almost  bash- 
ful announcements  of  the  Anson  whose 
ways  they  have  come  to  love.  Friday, 
June  27th,  will  be  his  "welcome  home" 
— the  first  chance  to  hear  the  new  in- 
spirations and  specialties  developed  dur- 
ing the  New  York  trip. 


MAY,  1930 


37 


Air  Situations 

Continued  from  page  ^4 

It  is  sponsored  by  Western  Air  Express, 
Standard  Oil  and  Richfield  There  are 
267  acres  which  are  being  developed  to 
take  care  of  all  types  ot  transport  situa- 
tions. No  student  flying,  private  flying 
or  joy  riding  will  he  allowed  from  this 
held  as  it  will  he  dedicated  to  facilitating 
air  express  and  passenger  service.  It  is 
announced  that  the  Aerodrome  has  set  a 
goal  ot  making  possihle  a  take-off  every 
three  minutes  they  feel  that  tuture 
developments  may  make  such  dispatch 
advisable, 

Other  developments  are  being  made 
of  airporcs  in  Berkeley,  Richmond  and 
other  surrounding  places  all  in  response 
to  the  necessity  caused  by  new  departures 
Last  tall  over  200  private  and  com- 
mercial planes  were  used  to  carry  ap- 
proximately Son  people  to  the  Stantord- 
Southern  California  football  game  at 
Palo  Alto — there  were  200  people  from 
Los  Angeles  in  commercial  air  liners 
alone. 

For  the  tuture  there  looms  in  prospect 
the  initiation  ot  trans-ocean  service 
promised  by  the  Pacific  Zeppelin  Trans- 
portation Company,  organized  within 
the  past  tew  months  by  R  Stanley  Dol- 
lar, Herbert  Flcishhacker,  Kenneth  R. 
Kingsbury  and  other  influential  men 
behind  it 

Southern  California  has  announced 
that  at  least  $3,500,000  will  be  put  into 
the  development  of  airports  in  the  region 
ot  Los  Angeles  during  1930.  The 
planned  investments  in  air  transporta- 
tion to  be  made  in  this  region  have  not 
yet  been  announced  but  with  the  recent 
development  of  the  amphibian  planes, 
reaching  as  they  do  the  heart  of  the  San 
Francisco  region  cities,  prospects  are 
that  air  travel  will  be  put  into  practice 
by  more  people  here  than  in  any  other 
place  in  the  world  during  the  coming 
years. 

Spotlight 

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going  to  he  an  election!  What  is  integrity 
or  fair-play  or  justice  in  the  face  ol  that 
slogan7  But  enough,  we  wax  oratorical, 
in  the  manner  ot  our  morally  indignant 
Scotch  Presbyterian  forebears. 

Suffice  to  say  that  Mr.  Flavin's  play 
is  a  tine  thing  It  has  sound  craftsman 
ship,  superb  characterization,  drama, 
restraint  It  is  as  good  in  its  way  as 
"Journey's  End."  It  is  as  fatalistic  as  a 
Greek  drama  We  hate  to  drag  the 
Greek  drama  into  the  discussion,  but 
there  doesn't  seem  to  be  any  way  out. 
From  the  moment  Robert  Graham 
hears  that  his  victim  is  dead,  in  the 
District  Attorney's  office,  one  knows 
that  he  is  in  a  web  from  which  there  is 
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no  escape  From  that  moment  on  the 
drama  sweeps  downward  to  its  note  of 
doom,  relentless,  remorselessly  To  us 
this  prologue  was  as  moving  as  any- 
thing in  the  entire  play  The  confused 
boy,  who  would  rather  stand  than  sit. 
His  quiet  answers  His  restraint  His 
scorn  of  heroics  Here  is  no  symbol  of 
sacrifice,  it  is  the  sacrifice  itself,  before 
our  eyes  upon  the  altar  of  the  Sacred 
American  Institution — Election  Day! 
For  Martin  Brady  is  thinking  of  election 
day.  He  is  fine  and  warm  and  human 
But  he  can't  blind  himself  to  the  truth 
that  a  district  attorney  is  primarily  put 
in  office  to  convict  people 

But,  aside  from  particular  truths 
which  the  play  forces  home,  there  is  the 
fundamental  truth  that  the  finest  natures 
are  often  doomed  to  tragedy.  They  can- 
not accept  the  easy  ways  They  cannot 
go  with  the  crowd.  A  parole  as  good  as 
in  his  hands,  freedom,  life  beckoning, 
and,  yet,  Robert  Graham  could  not 
bring  himself  to  squeal  upon  his  one- 
time comrades.  "What  a  damn  fool!" 
said  a  man  behind  us.  Perhaps  The 
world  is  full  of  Julian  Oil  scandals  and 
the  "bright  boys"  who  escape  penalties 
by  "assisting"  the  state  to  get  the  others 
It  is  curious  that  society  should  still  fancy 
that  it  gains  anything  by  such  cheap 
victories. 

If  we  do  not  mention  the  cast  indi- 
vidually it  is  because  they  were  all 
too  perfect  to  merit  specific  praise  The 
stage  sets  had  enough  realism  and 
enough  imagination  to  be  thoroughly 
effective.  If  you  are  a  tired  business  man 
do  not  stay  away  from  "The  Criminal 
Code"  tor  fear  of  its  greyness.  It  is  grey- 
ness  lit  by  flashes  of  human  fire  And,  as 
we  have  said  often  in  these  columns, 
tears  are  as  rejuvenating  to  the  spirit  as 
laughter.  Go  have  your  emotions  stirred 
Touch  hands  with  great  souls.  Who  can 
say  that  the  drama  is  dead  with  such  a 
fine  proof  to  the  contrary? 


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May  Day  arrives  with  new  long 
skirts  and  subtle  feminine  graces 
Miss  Anna  A.  Gallagher  of  the  Fashion 
Art  School  claims  that  fashion  changes 
perccptably  every  six  weeks  I  wonder 
But  she  must  know  [or  she  is  training 
girls  to  be  stylists  and  designers  and  is  in 
constant  touch  with  the  situation  The 
industrial  art  exhibition  held  at  the 
school  April  30  was  a  revelation  tor  it 
demonstrated  the  efficient  commercial 
training  given  at  this  school  It  cer- 
tainly in  no  way  duplicates  the  work  of 
the  California  School  of  Fine  Arts, 
which  emphasizes  creative  painting  and 
sculpture  and  the  fine  arts  Miss  Gallag- 
her's own  office  is  one  of  the  most 
charmingly  practical  of  the  modern 
rooms  I  have  seen 

But  speaking  of  modern  decoration, 
did  you  go  to  the  opening  of  Kaya  Lama 
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won't  hear  the  lovely  Egyptian  songs 
that  were  featured  the  opening  day  but 
you  will  see  the  entrancing  circle  of 
rooms,  beginning  very  Egyptian  and 
mysterious  and  extending  through  rest- 
ful mauve  treatment  rooms,  past  the 
undeniably  scientific  frigidaire,  and  into 
the  modern  office  of  the  creator  of  Kaya 
Lama.  There  is  where  you  get  the 
greatest  surprise  of  all.  To  think  that 
she  is — but,  no,  I  mustn't  tell  you  who 
she  is  because  that  will  be  part  of  the 
tun  of  discovery. 

On  your  way  to  Kaya  Lama,  cross 
the  street  for  a  glimpse  of  the  Gump 
windows  Truly  they  are  outdoing  them- 
selves Gumps  have  long  been  known 
to  have  marvelous  treasures  but  never 
before  have  they  been  shown  with  such 
a  "precious"  air. 

Sooner  or  later  you  must  drop  in  to 
see  the  new  beach  pyjamas  shown 
by  H  Liebes  and  Company  Charming 
costumes  ot  linen  and  other  washable 
fabrics  fairly  shriek  of  the  tun  to  be  had 
in  them  at  fashionable  beach  resorts  this 
season.  And  notice,  if  you  please,  the 
separate  blouses  and  suspender  trousers 
in  contrasting  and  matching  materials 
that  give  you  endless  variety,  comfort- 
able_and  practical  for  morning  wear  at 
home  and  in  the  garden 

Oh  the  garden !  What  woman  can 
resist  planting  at  least  a  nasturtium  in  a 
pot  And  joy  be  to  the  woman  with  a 
real  garden — and  not  too  stern  a  gar- 
dener The  lovely  Garden  Club  show 
last  month  left  me  positively  gaga  with 
envy,  ot  people  who  have  more  than  a 
window  box  in  which  to  make  things 
grow. 

Of  course  gardening  does  work  havoc 


on  the  hands  and  nails  unless  one  is 
awfully  forethoughted  and  careful  but, 
even  so,  I  would  like  to  risk  it — anyway 
Miss  Perry  of  the  Palace  Beauty  Salon 
(one  ot  the  cleverest  manicurists  in 
town)  says  that  on  occasion  one  may 
wear  black  nails — imagine  the  effect  of 
black  or  silver  to  accent  a  formal  even- 
ing gown !  And  it  really  is  being  done  .     . 

Several  of  the  most  attractive  an- 
nouncement parties  and  weddings  I 
have  attended  recently  have  had  such 
exquisite  decorations  that  I  had  to  in- 
quire who  did  them  I  should  have  guess- 
ed, in  the  first  place,  that  the  respon- 
sibility lay  at  the  feet  of  lovely  Mary 
Phelps  Sanborn  Such  a  charming  person 
couldn't  help  but  create  beautiful  party 
backgrounds  —  especially  when  she 
has  specialized  in  that  sort  of  thing  for 
several  years  and  has  made  a  hobby  of 
assembling  unusual  candlesticks,  rich 
table  silks  and  laces  and  other  accessories 
all  of  which  she  uses  in  decorating  for 
special   events. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Vo-De-O-Do 


Scene — Back.  Stage,  On  Stage,  In  the 
Audience,  In  the  Lobby,  Upstairs, 
Downstairs,  In  the  Office,  and — ivell — 
just  about  everywhere  in  the  Columbia 
Theatre. 

Time — All  Morning,  All  Afternoon 
and  All  Night 

Characters  The  Cast  of  "Hi  There," 
Directors,  the  Producer,  etc.,  etc. 
Teddie  Walters:  {on  stage)  O-Vo-de- 

o-do  .  .  . 
Carlton    Kelsey:   (Musical    Director) 

I  don't  like  that  Vo-de-o-do    I'd  like 

boop  de  doop. 
Teddie  Walters  :  Well  1  like  Vo-de-o- 
do,  and  I  won't  do  boop  de  doop ! 
Carlton  Kelsey:  Mr.  Leftwich!  Ooh 

Mr.  Leftwich! 
Mr.  Leftwich:  (Director  Qeneral,  and 

hoiv)   Just    a    minute,    Carlton.    I'm 

talking  to  a  young  lady. 
The  Young  Lady  :  I   came  to   see  the 

rehearsal  of  my  skit. 
Mr.   Leftwich:  Have  you  a  piece  ol 

gum? 
The  Young  Lady:  No,  I  haven't,  sir 

My  skit  is  the  triangle  one. 
Mr   Leftwich  :  Which  triangle  one? 
The  Young  Lady  :  The  bedroom  scene 

one 
Mr.  Leftwich: 

one? 


Which  bedroom  scene 


by  BETH  WENDEL 

The  Young  Lady  :  Is  there  more  than 
one  triangle  bedroom  scene? 

Mr.  Leftwich:  We're  rehearsing  about 
forty  of  them,  but  we  may  not  use 
that  many. 

The  Young  Lady:  I  guess  I'll  go,  then 

Mr.  Leftwich:  (looking  beyond  her) 
Come  back  next  week,  and  don't  for- 
get the  gum. 

Teddie  Walters  :  Mr  Leftwich,  Carl- 
ton is  trying  to  take  away  my  Vo-de- 
o-do  ' 

Mr.  Leftwich  :  (snapping)  Let  her  keep 
it,  Kelsey  !  It  means  everything  to  the 
little  girl ! 

Jack  Wiggins  (a  Composer)  I  was  the 
first  to  use  Vo-de-o-do 

Ralph  Ranger   (Composer  of  Moanin 
Low)  Why  I  used  Vo-de-o-do  when 
you  were  still  playing   on    the    lino- 
leum. 

Ken  Murray:  (hat  in  hand)  Say,  Left- 
wich. I  wish  you'd  get  me  set  this 
morning. 

Stage  Manager:  No  smoking  during 
rehearsals,  Mr.  Murray. 

Ken  Murray:  (flicking  ashes)  Oh  no? 
Oh  yeah?  Oh  no? 

Odette  Myrtil  :  (Leading  Lady)  I 
don't  feel  comfortable  in  the  middle 
of  that  lyric,  Mr.  Leftwich  darling. 

Mr.  Leftwich:  Well,  I  certainly  want 


you  to  feel  comfortable,  Miss  Myrtle 

Where's  that  lyric  writer? 
Stage    Manager  :    He    went    back    to 

Hollywood  last  night. 
Mr.  Leftwich:  (looking  at  ivatch)  It's 

eleven  o'clock.  Tell  him  to  be  here  by 

two. 
Janitor  :  It  takes  fourteen  hours  on  the 

train. 
Mr.  Leftwich  :  Then  tell  him  to  fly  and 

write  a  new  lyric  on  the  way. 
Tommy  Breeze:  (quietly)   I,  too,  am  a 

lyric  writer,  Mr.  Leftwich 
Mr.  Leftwich:  Got  a  piece  of  gum? 
Billie    Griffith:    Now    WHERE    is 

Lester  Vail !  I  want  to  go  over  some- 
thing with  him. 
Miss  Myrtil:  He's  upstairs  rehearsing 

with  Beaston. 
Salesman  :  1  would  like  very  much  to 

quote  you  my  prices  on  ballet  slippers. 
Electrician  :  The  big  spots  just  came. 
Salesman  :  I  would  like  very  much  to 

quote  somebody  my  prices  on  ballet 

slippers. 
Teddie  Walters:  Mrs.  Leftwich  is  out 

now,    buying   all   the   shoes   for   the 

chorus. 
Paul  Bissinger:  (the  Producer)  Buying 

all  the  shoes!  I  forgot  to  figure  shoes! 

Oh  dear,  oh  dear. 
Harold  Helverston  (Scene  Designer) 

Mr.  Bissinger,  we'll  have  to  wire  east 

for  that  velvet    It  takes  seven  hun- 
dred yards  at  three  fifty  a  yard,  and 

Continued  on  page  42 


Chasing  Clouds  Across 
Sky  Blue  Lakes 


DeeWite  runabouts 
powered  with  in- 
board motors,  are 
priced  down  to 
$1050  f.o.b.  San 
Francisco  and  may 
be  purchased  on 
convenient  terms  if 
desired. 


Sky  blue  lakes,  nestling  in  beds 
of  green  at  the  feet  of  towering 
mountain  peaks,  are  teasing  you 
to  chase  shadows  of  fleeting 
clouds  in  this  trim  Dee  Wite 
speed  boat.  Take  it  with  you 
to  your  lakeside  home  and  pack 
a  year  of  fun  into  the 
summer  months. 


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A  Man  of  IVw 
Words 

Anonymous 

HER  parents  had  promised  Patricia 
a  trip  around  the  world  if  she 
would  get  down  to  business  and  gradu- 
ate this  year.  Unluckily  for  Pat,  she  was 
not  attending  one  of  those  "finishing" 
schools — whose  stiff  tuition  includes  the 
price  of  a  diploma. 

1  1  i 

She  just  did  make  it — by  cutting  out 
most  of  those  things  which  make  a  girl's 
senior  year  the  most  romantic  period  of 
her  young  life! 

1         1         i 

Farewell  dinners,  et  cetera,  left  Dad's 
cellar  about  as  dry  as  the  Arroyo  Seco. 

Sailing  day  arrived,  with  the  family 
down  at  the  pier  holding  a  "bon  voyage" 
party.  When  aboard,  Dad  suddenly  left 
them,  rushed  to  a  telephone,  and  called 
a  certain  number — breathlessly! 

"Hello,  (this  is)  Blank  (at  the)  KYN 
dock — (sail  15  minutes — but  I)  just  re- 
member (that  we'll)  need  complete  re- 
stocking (of  our)  cellar — (and  it  must 
be)  right  away — (so  all  the)  juice  (will 
be)  right  maturity  (by)  Christinas — 
(will  be)  back  then — (and  there'll  be  a) 
lot  entertaining  (at  our)  country  place 
—  (your)  man  (has)  key  (to  my)  cellar. 
Want  every  jug,  keg  and  barrel  full  and 
sparkling  when  (I)  get  back — (you) 
know  (I)  can't  bring  any  home  (from) 
abroad,  (and)  say,  send  (your)  bill  to 
office — thanks,  s'long." 

A  dignified,  middle-aged  man  fairly 
scuttled  up  the  gangplank  of  the  Amasa 
Jaru,  as  her  deafening  whistle  Zoom- 
m-ed  "au  revoir,"  and  two  frantic  women 
grabbed  him  by  each  arm. 

N.  B. — Friends,  don't  wait  till  the  last 
minute  to  place  your  order  for  Asti 
Colony  Juice  of  the  Grape!  By  remem- 
bering your  cellar  needs  NOW,  you  will 
save  disappointment  upon  your  return 
from  that  trip  or  vacation.  Phone 
Italian-Swiss  Colony,  DAvenport  9250. 


Italian-Swiss  Colony, 

57  Broadway,  San  Francisco. 

Please  have  your  representative  call. 
No  obligation. 


Name 
Address 


AiritoiiiHl  Town 

By  WILLARD  GIBSON 

Strangers  within  che  gates  are  wel 
corned  this  month  by  the  rhodo 
dendrons  of  Golden  Gate  Park  Bank 
on  bank  of  the  precious  blooms  line  the 
curving  driveways  of  the  park  or  edge 
lawncd  glades  Driving  through  this 
realization  of  the  artist  gardner  John 
McLaren's  dream,  that  marvelous  ex- 
panse   of   informal    gardening    planted 


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upon  former  sand  dunes,  the  modern 
Eden  holds  the  tourist  spellbound  Enter 
the  gates  of  the  Waller  and  Stanyan 
street  entrance  to  see  the  full  glory  of  the 
rhododendrons.  Then  drive  toward  the 
ocean  and  you  will  see,  tucked  beneath 
a  friendly  willow,  "The  Portals  of  the 
Past"  casting  its  shadow  in  the  lake  at 
its  feet  This  was  once  the  doorstep  of  a 
stately  mansion  that  was  destroyed  in 
the  fire  of  1906. 

Farther  on,  toward  the  beach,  one 
finds  Amundsen's  ship,  "Gjoa,"  resting 
in  a  lagoon  close  to  the  sea.  This  small 
Norwegian  vessel  was  the  first  to  make 
a  cruise  through  the  Northwest  passage. 
Drive  farther  and  draw  to  the  left  from 
the  highway  to  the  Beach  Chalet  if  you 
seek  conventional  souvenirs  for  the 
friends  back  home — it's  ideal  for  that 
sort  of  thing  Ascending  the  hill  to  turn 
back  toward  the  city,  you  pass  Seal  Rock 
where  a  mother  seal  is  taking  a  dip  in 
the  surf,  keeping  a  watchful  eye  to  the 
babies  that  sun  themselves  on  this  huge 
granite  formation. 

Leaving  the  park  and  beach  attrac- 
tions behind,  hasten  to  Fisherman's 
Wharf  to  watch  the  Sicilians  and  other 
fishermen  with  their  nets  and  vividly 
colored  boats  To  them  there  is  but  the 
sea — and  the  Bank  of  Italy.  The  side- 
walks of  the  main  wharf  are  dotted  with 
huge  iron  kettles  over  quaint  stoves 
Strange  odors!  One  man  lifts  a  lid  and 
dips  from  his  oversized  boiler  scarlet 
crabs  fished  from  the  ocean  within  the 
hour  Stop  for  one  of  the  cocktails  for 
which  the  wharf  is  famous  Walk 
around  back  of  the  booths  and  shops  to 
see  if  you  have  timed  vour  visit  prop- 
erly just  before  noon  —the  boats  come 
in  laden  with  heavy  cargoes  of  fish 

Leaving  the  scene  of  these  activities 
let  us  drop  111  tor  lunch  at  the  Lido  on 
Columbus  avenue  where  Italian  foods 
are  served  in  a   most  appetizing  way 

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Wednesday,  May  14 

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Odette  Myrtil — Ken  Murray 

Frank  Beaston  Tecklic  Walters 

Lester  Vail  Billy  Griffith 

Esther  Muir  Elizabeth  Bruce 

Staged  by  ALEXANDER  LEFTWICH 

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Strains  of  music  from  the  orchestra  in  a 
palm  screened  pit  coax  us  to  dance 
while  we  dine.  This  cafe  is  one  of  the 
many  interesting  meccas  of  San  Fran- 
cisco life — at  noon  and  in  the  evening 
when  lights  burn  low. 

Returning  downtown,  drive  along 
Grant  avenue,  the  main  artery  of  San 
Francisco's  Chinatown  Rare  treasures 
are  here  for  the  discriminating — but  it 
takes  time  and  more  than  a  casual  visit 
— so  the  most  it  can  give  you  on  first 
acquaintance  is  an  extra  tang  of  cosmo- 
politan flavor  to  the  varying  scene 
offered  by  this  kaleidoscopic  city  —  San 
Francisco. 

Vo-De-O-Do 

Continued  from  page  40 

there  isn't  enough  of  it  in  town 

Paul  Bissinger  :  Oh,  dear!  Why  did  I 
lose  my  amateur  standing! 

Lester  Vail:  My  darling,  before  I  go, 
I  want  you  to  know — 

Billy  Griffith  :  More  tea,  Madame? 
More  tea,  Madame?  Hey,  where  the 
hell  is  Odette7 

Paul  Spiegel  (Palo  Alto  Commuter  but 
talented)  I  saw  Miss  Myrtil  go  on  the 
stage.  Do  you — do  you  suppose  I'll 
get  a  line  in  this  show?  Mr.  Leftwich 
told  me  to  wait.  Maybe  I'll  be  able 
to  play  a  lunatic  by  the  time  I  get  my 
break. 

The  Young  Lady  :  Oh,  let  me  write  a 
skit  for  you!  I'm  just  full  of  ideas! 

Mr  Leftwich:  Everybody  on  stage! 
We  open  in  two  weeks,  remember ! 
Now  go  out  to  lunch  and  be  back  in 
halt  an  hour — no — twenty  minutes, 
and  don't  forget  to  bring  me  some 
gum!  Make  it  snappy,  kids!  You 
have  just  ten  minutes  to  eat. 

All  :  Come  on !  step  on  it ! 

Mr  Leftwich:  Hey,  fellows,  girls, 
everyone!  Better  stay  here  I'm  not 
hungry  today,  so  we'll  keep  right  on 
rehearsing. 

All  :  Vo-de-o-do-do' 


Ibert 

of  the  Palace 

Beautiful,  natural,  wavy 
hair  may  be  had  with 
Albert's  gentle  system  of 
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June  23  to  August  1,  1930 

Professional    and   teachers'    courses   in 

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Driving  off  from  16th  lee.  Bow  River  on  right 


$350,000  on  it,  and  another  $100,000  on  the 
brand-new  club  house  where  you  sip  your  long 
cold  Canadian  drink. 

Exciting  holes  are  "The  Cauldron,"  a  mashie 
lift  across  a  still  mountain  tarn  . . .  "Little  Bow," 
a  195-yard  carry  over  a  rushing  rapids  in  the 
Bow  River  .  .  .  "Gibraltar,"  460  yards  dog- 
legged  around  Mt.  Rundle. 

To  vary  your  day  and  keep  the  family  amused, 
all  other  sports  .  .  .  tennis  .  .  .  motor-trips  .  .  . 
trail  rides  .  .  .  gala  entertainments  .  .  .  dancing 
with  a  10-piece  orchestra  .  .  .  and  the  perfection 
of  food  and  service  in  the  baronial  hotel. 


Come  up  this  summer  and  stay!  .  .  .  Special  monthly 
rates  for  families,  European  plan.  During  May,  June 
and  September,single  with  bath, $8  up  per  day;  double, 
$14  up.  Period  suites  for  two,  $35  up.  Rates 
higher  during  July  and  August.  Special  servant  quar- 
ters.  Something   doing   all    summer   long! 


For  reservations,  rates,  information,  write  your  local 
travel  agent  or 

CANADIAN    PACIFIC 

Fred  L.  Nason,  General  Agent 

675  Market  Street,  San  Francisco 

or  Banff  Springs  Hotel,  Banff  Springs,  Alberta,  Canada. 


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go  there.  And  a  good  turn  it  was  too.  How  else 
could  bask-ers  and  bath-ers  appear  so  smartly  in  the 
very  styles  which  originated  this  season  at  Antibes, 
Juan  les  Pins,  Venice  and  have  been  making  such 
colorful  scenes  of  Eastern  and  Western  beaches? 


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Pastel  Shantung  shorts  set,  with  removable  skirt  S29.JO 
Tri-toned  knitted  Jersey  suimming  suit,  one-piece  $10.95 

And  of  course,  big  hats,  espradilles,  beach 
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THE     WEST,    MEN    SAY    IS    BUILDING     UP 

ANOTHER     GREAT     NEW     YORK 

DESTINY  IS  RAISING 
SAN  FRANCISCO  TO 
A     BRILLIANT      PLACE! 


X  HE  very  destiny  that  raised  New 
York  above  the  other  cities  of  the 
world— the  destiny  that  is  made  by 
men  with  things  to  sell— has  singled 
out  this  city  by  the  Golden  Gate. . . 
In  the  center  of  the  whole  Pa- 
cific Coast,  headquarters  of  the 
West  we  know  today,  San  Fran- 
cisco's coming  dominance  will  ex- 
tend across  the  sea! 

900.000,000  people  in  the  lands 
around  the  Pacific  are  coming  to 
appreciate  the  countless  things  that 
modern  manufacture  means  .  .  . 
900,000,000  people  many  of  whom 
have  never  worn  a  shoe  .  .  . 

In  the  years  just  past  the  world's 
attention  was  turned  logically  to 
Europe.  But  now  this  newer,  most 
potential  Pacific  market  shows  un- 
mistakable signs  of  wide-spread 
enterprise.  Traditionally  the  gate- 
way to  the  nearly-billion  people 
along  the  Pacific  shore,  San  Fran- 
cisco is  in  a  position  to  know  ex- 
actly what  is  going  on.  And  San 
Francisco  is  making  ready  for  the 
role  she  is  to  play. 

There  will  be  many  claims  to 
leadership  before  the  great  Pacific 
Era  hits  its  stride,  but  men  who 
know  the  facts  that  underlie  the 
issue  say  Sail  Francisco's  place  is 
most  strategically  secured.  Today 
it  is  headquarters  for  the  leading 
financial,  commercial,  manufactur- 
ing and  transportation  interests  in 
the  west.  San  Francisco  Bav  is 
second  only  to  New  York  in  value 


of  water-borne  tonnage.  The  steam- 
ships of  118  lines  dock  beneath  its 
famous  hills:  and  three  transcon- 
tinental railroads  compete  to  serve 
it  best.  An  even,  temperate  cli- 
mate holds  labor  to  its  highest  pro- 
ductivity. Economical  electricity, 
oil  and  natural  gas  are  further  aids 
to  industry:  and  surely,  this  re- 
gion's wealth  of  natural  resources 
needs  no  description  here. 

Half  the  people  of  California 
live  within  a  radius  of  one  hun- 
dred and  fifty  miles,  while 
11,000,000  people  who  live  west 
of  the  Rocky  Mountains  can  be 
served  most  quickly  and  cheaply 
from  San  Francisco — added  reason 
for  this  city's  present  place. 

The  old  romantic  lure  that  has 
brought  thousands  to  visit,  and 
back  again  to  live,  becomes  an 
ever  more  enticing  thing.  San 
Francisco  offers  able  men  tremen- 
dous opportunity ! 


THE  SA1S  FRAMCISCAN  is 
founded  on  a  deep  faith  in  San 
Francisco  as  the  metropolis  of  the 
West.  The  facts  presented  on  this 
page,  prepared  by  Calif  ornians  Inc.. 
support  this  belief  and  justify  THE 
SAW  FRA  YC/SC.4.VS  ideal  of  pre- 
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MUSIC 

June  6:  Alberto  Terrasi  Song  Recital  at  Scot- 
tish Rite. 

June  29:  Open-air  Symphony  Concert  at 
Hillsborough. 

July  I:    First  Summer  Symphony  Concert. 

Forecast  of  San  Francisco  Opera 
Association. 

Sept.  11:  "Manon,"  with  Mario,  Gigli,  Picco 
D'Angelo,  Sandrini,  Oliviero. 

Sept.  12:  "Salome,"  with  Jeritza,  Manski,  At 
kinson,  Rayner.  Thomas. 

Sept.  13:  "La  Traviata,"  with  Clairbert,  Gigli 
Viviani;  Ballet  arranged  by  Oukrainsky. 

Sept.  15:  "The  Girl  of  the  Golden  West,' 
with  Jeritza,  Mario,  Jagel,  Viviani,  Oli 
viero,  Picco. 

Sept.  17:  "La  Boheme,"  with  Mario,  Farn 
croft,  Gigli,  Viviani.  Pinza,  Picco. 

Sept.  19:    "Haensel  and  Gretel,"  with  Mario 
Manski,     Atkinson,     Sandrini;     American 
Premiere  of  Ravel's  "L'Enfant  et  les  Sort 
leges"  (A  Naughty  Boy's  Dream),  with  cast 
to  be  selected. 

Sept.  20:  "Cavalleria  Rusticana."  with  Jer- 
itza, Atkinson,  Jagel,  Viviani;  "I  Pagliac- 
ci,"  with  Jeritza,  Rayner,  Thomas,  Picco, 
Paltrinieri. 

Sept.  22:  "Mignon,"  with  Mario,  Clairbert, 
Mario,  Gigli,  Pinza,  Paltrinieri,  Sandrini; 
Ballet  arranged  by  Oukrainsky. 

Sept.  23:  "Tannhauser,"  with  Jeritza,  Manski, 
Rayner,  Thomas,  Pinza;  Ballet  arranged  by 
Oukrainsky. 

Sept.  25:  "Faust,"  with  Hampton,  Jagel, 
Pinza,  Thomas;  Ballet  arranged  by  Ouk- 
rainsky. 

Sept.  27:  "Salome,"  with  Jeritza,  Manski, 
Atkinson,  Rayner,  Thomas,  Oliviero:  "Lu- 
cia di  Lammermoor,"  with  Clairbert.  Gigli, 
Viviani,  D'Angelo,  Oliviero;  Ballet  ar- 
ranged by  Oukrainsky. 

THE  SCREEN 

Paramount:    Clara  Bow  served  up  all  piping 

hot  in  "True  to  the  Navy." 
Fox:    On  the  pocket  handkerchief  at  the  stage 

end  of  the  theatre  you  may  see  Ramon  No. 

v.iro   "In  Gay  Madrid"   if  you  take  along 

your  binoculars. 


Davies:    Monte  Blue  and  Lila  Lee  in    'Those 

Who  Dance" — a  crook  drama  what  youse 

guys  better  get  a  load  of,  see? 
California:     "Bride   of   the    Regiment"    offers 

what    looks    like    a    good    comedy    team    in 

Lupino    Lane,    Louis    Fazenda,    and    Ford 

Sterling. 
Warfield:    "All  Quiet  on  the  Western  Front" 

— something  no  one  should  miss.    It  follows 

the  book  faithfully,  and  like  it,  is  unusually 

fine. 
Embassy:    John   Barrymore  successfully  goes 

in  for  the   English-comedy  effect  in    "The 

Man  From  Blankleys." 
Orpheum:     "Swing  High" — circus  life  when 

grandmother  was  a  girl,  with  a  promising 

cast. 
St.   Francis:     Mr.   and  Mrs.   Martin  Johnson 

still    traipsing    "Across    the    World,"    when 

they  break  down  with  fatigue. 
Golden  Gate:    Lowell  Sherman  in  "He  Knew 

Women." 
Geary:      "Journey's    End."    filmed    with    the 

original  English  cast. 

THE  STAGE 

Erlanger's  Columbia:  Coming  up,  June  9, 
with  a  New  York  cast — "Strictly  Dishon- 
orable." 

Curran:  Allan  Prior  in  "The  Student  Prince."* 
A  farewell  tour. 

Alcazar:    "Crime."    It  sounds  wicked  to  us. 

President:  "The  Whispering  Gallery" — a 
mystery  comedy. 

DINING  AND  DANCING 

Mark  Hopkins:  Tuesday  specialty  night  with 
theatre  headliners  contributing  to  the  gen- 
eral merriment. 

St.  Francis:  Has  taken  up  the  dancing  contest 
idea  on  Friday  nights. 

Silver  Slipper:  Fast  becoming  one  of  San 
Francisco's  favorite  indoor  sports. 

Palace:  Coming  into  its  own  again  with  the 
college  crowd. 

Marquard's:    After  theatre  dancing. 

Fairmont:  Conventional,  but  with  an  allure 
for  smart  people. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:  Dining,  no  boop-boopa- 
doop  for  a  change. 

Solan's:  Has  always  been  popular,  appar- 
ently always  will  be. 


Russian  Tea  Room:    Anyone  who  overlooks  it 

is  just  an  old  silly. 
Hof  Brau:     A  great  old  place  that  has  been 

feeding    San    Franciscans    for    years    and 

years. 
Temple  Bar  Tea  Room:     Its  hardly  possible 

you  don't  know  about  it. 
Courtyard    Tea    Room:     Sunshine,    blue    sky 

these  days. 
Post  Street  Cafeteria:    For  those  who  insist  on 

the  best  even  when  they're  in  a  hurry. 
Russell's:    A  new  addition  to  San  Francisco's 

list  of  good  places. 
Belle  de  Graf:    The  home-cooking  idea  well 

done. 
Coppa's:    For  discriminating  gourmets. 

ART 

Beaux  Arts  Galerie:  Exhibition  of  patron's 
donations  until  June  7.  Group  exhibition 
of  Beaux  Arts  artist  members  June  9  to  24. 
Water  colors  and  drawings  by  Lucy  Pierce, 
June  5  to  19.  San  J^rancisco  Art  Associa- 
tion show  closes  June  8. 

Courvoisier:  Water  colors  of  Mexican  sub- 
jects by  Sotomayor. 

California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor: 
Holland  industrial  arts  (glass,  batiks,  etc.) 
from  June  15  to  end  of  month.  Photo- 
graphs by  Albert  Peterson.  Exhibition  of 
private  collection  of  rare  Japanese  tapes- 
tries. 

Elder's:  Group  exhibition  of  etchings  and 
wood  blocks. 

East- West  Gallery:  White  brothers'  photo- 
graphs of  China.  Honore  Daumier  litho- 
graphs. Chinese  landscapes  painted  by  Mr. 
Sen. 

Oakland  Art  Gallery:  No-jury  show.  Draw- 
ings and  water  colors  by  Clair  von  Falken- 
stein. 

Berkeley  Art  Museum:  Student  work  from 
University  of  California,  Mills  College, 
California  School  of  Arts  and  Crafts. 

Casa  de  Manana:  June  1  to  15,  exhibition  of 
old  engravings.  June  16  to  30,  etchings  by 
Cleornke  Damianakn. 


ESTABLISHED  1852 


SHREVE  &  COMPANY 

JEWELERS  and  SILVERSMITHS 


Post  Street  at  Grant  Avenue 


San  Francisco 


"l^^OT  long  ago  a  New  Yorker  arrived 
X^l  for  a  very  short  visit.  She  gave  one 
look  at  the  steep  hills  and  gasped  in 
dismay. 

"Oh,  I'll  never  be  able  to  see  San 
Francisco,"  she  exclaimed  in  horror! 
"Why,  the  streets  go  up  and  down  and 
I  just  know  I  shan't  be  able  to  see  a 
thing — I'll  be  too  busy  climbing." 


She  was  even  more  aghast  when  she 
looked  out  the  windows  of  the  Mark 
Hopkins  tower  suite  of  her  San  Fran- 
cisco hostess.  She  was  fascinated  by  the 
city  panorama  spread  out  below — the 
crystalline  business  district  with  lighted 
skyscrapers  glowing  in  the  twilight  blue 
— the  darkling  bay  with  its  bauble  boats 
beyond — the  low-lying  hills  rimming 
the  horizon.  She  drew  in  a  deep  breath 
as  though  to  drink  in  the  city  itself. 

"I  think  I  should  rather  see  it  all  from 
right  here." 

"Of  course,  if  you  prefer." 

"But  tomorrow  I  must  do  some  shop- 
ping. My  friends  would  never  forgive 
me  if  I  came  to  San  Francisco  without 
buying  some  of  the  lovely  Oriental 
things  one  finds  here — and  I  must  have 
a  new  frock  or  two — "  There  was  a  bit 
of  a  sigh  in  her  voice  for,  after  all,  she 
had  been  traveling  for  many  days  and 
the  quiet  aloofness  of  her  friend's  apart- 
ment was  alluring. 


That  evening  dinner  was  served  in 
the  hostess'  charmingly  restful  suite  and 
the  two  friends  spent  the  succeeding 
hours  in  conversation  beside  the  win- 
dows with  their  glorious  panorama  of 
San  Francisco  night  time. 

In  the  morning  the  New  Yorker  was 
awakened  by  a  light  tap  and  her  friend's 
voice — 

"I'm  taking  a  few  shots  of  golf,  so 
don't  hurry — we'll  have  breakfast  here 
the  minute  I  return." 


The  visitor  yawned  and  snuggled 
farther  into  the  covers.  These  energetic 
Californians!  At  least  it  gave  her  time 
for  another  nap. 

Half  an  hour  later  she  was  startled 
into  action  by  her  hostess'  reappearance. 

"Bu-but  I  thought  you  were  golfing?" 
1  was. 

"But  where — you're  back  so  soon — I 
thought — " 

"I  was  only  practicing — the  putting 
green  is  just  down  stairs.  On  the  lawn 
in  back — Nob  Hill  is  so  high  it  is  quite 
like  going  out  to  one  of  the  courses." 

Breakfast  over,  the  women  visited  the 
various  Oriental  shops  in  the  Mark  Hop- 
kins and  the  Fairmont,  quite  thrilled 
over  their  discoveries  there.  Then  to  the 
Fairmont  for  luncheon  where  the  guest 
heard  Rudy  Seiger  for  the  first  time.  In 
the  dignified  dining  room  where  the 
vaulted    ceiling    and    heavily    carpeted 


floor  muffled  all  sounds  except  the  mel- 
low tones  of  the  orchestra,  the  New 
York  woman  was  delighted  to  see  the 
great  conductor  greet  various  friends 
during  intermissions,  moving  from  one 
table  to  the  next  with  an  unassuming 
cordialitv  that  was  utterly  charming. 

The  afternoon  was  also  scheduled  for 
shopping — this  time  to  refurbish  the 
travel-worn  wardrobe. 

"Now  we  shall  have  to  leave  this 
charming  hill." 

"Not  necessarily." 

"But  I  have  some  banking  to  do — and  I 
need  several  frocks." 

"Come  with  me  first." 

They  visited  the  American  bank  at 
the  California  Street  entrance  to  the 
Fairmont  and,  armed  with  ammunition, 
visited  the  shops  of  the  two  hotels. 

"We'll  see  what  they  have  here  first," 
explained  the  hostess. 

But  the  "first"  proved  final  for  by  4 
o'clock  two  daringly  smart  outfits  had 
been  selected  and  hats  were  in  the  pro- 
cess of  being  made  to  complete  the 
accessories.  They  were  just  turning 
to  thoughts  of  tea  when  the  visitor 
noticed  a   charming   lingerie  shop   and 


nothing   must  do   but  that  she   should 
indulge  her  feminine  fancy. 

So  it  was  5  o'clock  before  they  relaxed 
at  the  edge  of  the  Terrace  Pool  for  tea. 
And  such  tea — served  with  unusual 
sandwiches  and  a  mound  of  fruit  sher- 


bet as  exquisite  in  color  as  in  flavor! 

There  was  a  party  for  dinner — in  Pea- 
cock Court  .  .  .  Three  couples  at  a  beau- 
tifully appointed  table.  The  flowers, 
the  favors,  the  menu — all  selected  with 
a  personal  touch  that  belied  the  hostess' 
busy  day. 

"But  I  didn't  have  anything  to  do 
with  the  details,"  she  refused  to  accept 
the  compliments.  "I  always  rely  on  the 
discretion  of  the  entertainment  service 
of  the  hotel.  It  is  quite  like  having  a 
corps  of  trained  servants.  I  depend  on 
Tony  as  I  would  a  personal  butler." 

The  throbbing  music  of  the  orchestra 
directed  by  Ted  Fiorito,  the  surging 
throng  of  dancers,  the  whole  atmos- 
phere of  gaiety  heightened  the  enjoy- 
ment of  the  private  party  in  the  midst 
of    the    smart    assembly. 

With  the  influx  of  the  after-theater 
crowd  the  party  became  gayer  and  mid- 


m 


night  was  well  past  when  the  hostess  and 
her  houseguest  retired  to  the  tower. 

"Oh,  I  love  your  San  Francisco."  The 
guest  stood  once  more  at  a  window  over- 
looking the  night-shrouded  city. 
"But  you  have  not  seen  it  yet." 
"No?  But  I  have  tasted  it.  On  this 
Nob  Hill  of  yours  you  have  showed  me 
a  complete  section  of  its  life.  I  have  not 
climbed  your  hills — but  I  know  your 
city.  I  have  not  visited  Chinatown — 
but  I  know  its  wonders.  I  have  not 
wandered  through  your  wonderful 
shops — but  their  choicest  things  have 
been  brought  to  me.  You  San  Fran- 
ciscans on  Nob  Hill  know  the  value  of 
living  completely." 


Associate  Editor 
Rowena  Mason 

Contributing  Editors 
Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Joseph  Henderson 
Kathryn  Hulnie 
Carey  McWilliams 
Beth  Wendel 
Elva  Williams 


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JOSEPH  DYER,  Editor  &  Publisher 


Assistant  Editor 
Aline  Kistler 

Contributing  Editors 
Raymond  Armsby 
Ned  Hilton 
George  Douglas 
Mareella  Burke 
Mollie  Merrick 
Idwal  Jones 


vol.  IV 


June 


1930 


no.  6 


CONTENTS 

Harry  Cykman.  photograph  by  Arkatov      -      -      -      -      .         8                    Photographs  of  the  Harold  Mark  Ranrho  -      ....  19 

Musical  Prodigies,  article  by  A.  C.  Winchell    ....         9                    iyjrs-  Harry  Hill,  drawing  by  John  Fisk 20 

Pascal  Tourtelotte,  short  story  bv  Phillip  Nesbit                      10                   ,ru     D    •      •        n ..  91 

r                                                     1  he  Keigmng  Dynasty  --. ^i 

Photographs  of  the  Chicago  Civic  Opera  House  ...       11                                                                                                            ,    „  „„ 

s      v                                  ■                      K                                                                        The  Sports  Calendar,  comment  by  "Bobs           -      -      -      -  22 

Outspoken  Anecdotes,  bv  Ned  Hilton 18                         ._..._                   »,.    ■          .                    ....•■    <i  o-j 

The  SheU  Tower  at  Night,  photograph  by  Ralph  Yonng  23 

Concerning  Impressions  and  Portraits,  bv  Aline  Kistler       13 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 24 

The  Old  Well,  lithograph  bv  Henrietta  Shore-      ...      14 

The  White  Card,  by  Ned  Hilton   - 2d 

Spotlight,  dramatic  criticism  by  Charles  (.aldwell  Dobie       15 

____._,                  .   ,     ,      r,                     w».                             .4                      All  Around  the    Town 34 

I  hose  were  the  Days,  article  l>>  Constance  L)i\on    -     -      lt> 

Prints  of  Old  San   Francisco    - 17  Paris  Fetter 

The  Daily  Dramatic  Chronicle,  article  bv  Zoe  Batlu  -      -       12                       \s  Seen  bv   Her 41 

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Dr.  Alexander  Arkatov 


Harry  1  ykinaii 


One  of  the  youngest  of  San  Francisco's  five  musical  geniuses,  this  phenomenal 
8-year-old  protege  of  Zimbalist  startled  a  blase  audience  at  his  recent  debut  with 
his  rendering  of  the  Bruch  G-Minor  Concerto. 


SAN  IIMKi:i%CA\ 


Whv  I  ho  Pro«ligies? 


Th«»  Psychology  of  Sjiii  I  r.i in- 3 *<•«>**  Music  4»i'iiius 

By  A.  C.  WINCHELL 


Easily  within  the  last  decade  have 
sprung  no  less  than  five  children 
denoted  as  musical  prodigies.  They  arise 
in  San  Francisco  and,  literally  overnight, 
two  were  made  known  to  the  outer 
world  by  reason  ot  extreme  gifts.  Even 
though  "genius"  is  one  of  the  carelessly 
used  words  of  the  day,  its  true  signifi- 
cance cannot  tail  ot  recognition  when 
confronted,  and  each  ot  these  young  per- 
tormers  has  shown,  in  varying  degree, 
some  reasonable  claim  to  that  title. 

Rarity,  alone,  ot  such  talent  consti- 
tutes a  main  note  of  importance;  first 
hailed  as  a  suspected  new  star  with 
mingled  hope  and  doubt,  the  advent  is 
too  impressive  to  accept  lightly.  So,  the 
sudden  bursting  torth  of  five  children, 
precocious  in  musical  insight  and  prow- 
ess, has  fired  questioning  minds  as  to 
reasons  for  so  unusual  a  grouping  From 
as  many  states  or  countries,  simultane- 
ously, five  would  make  a  good  world 
showing  of  genius  That  these  five 
originate,  practically,  From  one  point, 
that  ot  San  Francisco,  makes  the  prob 
lem  less  easy  ot  solution,  it,  indeed,  a 
decision  can  be  derived 

Is  San  Francisco  become  a  place  ol 
special  destiny  lor  the  bearing  or  nurtur- 
ing ot  music's  messengers'  Why  here 
more  than  in  the  Dakotas  or  Michigan? 
The  forces  ot  nature  ever  work  towards 
a  harmony  of  universal  import,  but, 
undoubted! v,  she  seeks  a  proper  soil. 
Italy,  as  example,  holds  vase  tields  of 
sunshine,  color,  joyousness  whose  com- 
bination has  long  produced  a  music 
spontaneous  and  unalfected,  often  un- 
accountable, it  frequently  comes  from 
lowly  places  and  sings  its  way  unim 
peded  to  the  top  of  the  earth 

Nature's  yearnings,  constantly  widen 
ing  their  demands,  pursue  new  territory, 
preferably  that  less  harrowed   Whatever 
there  may  be  in  the  theory  of  vibration, 


whose  lines  encompass  the  spheres,  it  is 
plausible  that  harmony,  flowing  with 
nature,  seeks  its  own  in  all  things,  and, 
finding  its  kind,  logically  produces  the 
beautiful  Elements  of  soil,  climate, 
freedom  are  of  a  sort  in  California  mak- 
ing for  expressiveness.  The  setting  free 
of  five  young  souls,  even  though  their 
processes  of  evolution  have  been  age- 
long, is  no  more  of  a  phenomenon  than 
are  extravagant  blossoms,  flaunting  here 
and  there,  dimming  their  fellow  blooms 
But  they  come  from  parent  stems  of 
vital  origin,  while  other  ground  yields 
rarely  and  economically. 

San  Francisco's  gorgeous  and  prolific 
season,  as  to  prodigies,  has  now  ex- 
tended itselt  through  about  eight  years, 
with  no  hint  ot  surcease.  She  revels  in 
pride  as  the  group  spreads  its  names 
abroad : 

Yehudi  Menuhin,  thirteen  years  of 
age;  Ruggiero  Ricci,  aged  nine; 
Beverly  Blake,  eight;  Grisha  Goluboff, 
eleven;  Harry  Cykmin,  eight;  all  violin- 
ists. To  be  sternly  technical,  these  were 
not  all  born  in  San  Francisco.  Yehudi 
came  from  New  York,  infant  in  arms, 
but  his  Western  environment  has  shown 
mastery  over  a  merclv  physical  birth 
place.  However,  the  query  has  been 
placed,  "had  he  stayed  in  New  York 
would  he  not  have  been  the  genius  he  is 
today?"  Who  may  say'  He  did  not  stay 
in  New  York 

But  his  potentialities  must  not  be 
denied,  even  though  they  flowered  here 
A  spiritual  adventuring,  perhaps  The 
intent  ot  an  invisible  master  hand  ^in, 
at  best,  be  little  more  than  surmise,  but 
why  does  genius  come  in  a  bunch  to 
San  Francisco'  Principally  exhibiting  it- 
self in  violin  form 

The  fineness  of  the  violin's  vibratory 
structure    may    have    found    its    special 


wave  length  in  this  area,  and  each  of  the 
five  infantile  exponents  correspondingly 
attuned  to  the  forces  of  the  air  hereabout 
To  them,  apparently,  is  dedicated  the 
privilege  to  imprison  such  forces  within 
a  set  of  strings,  with  the  added  gift  of 
releasing  the  harmonious  messages  at 
will. 

It  will  not  be  worth  while  to  scoff  at 
emanations  of  climate  and  soil  as 
having  spiritual  results.  These  two 
factors  send  forth  shoots  of  material 
beauty  and,  in  turn,  encounter  influences 
of  refinement  while  they  help  to  upbuild 
body  and  brain  And  what  is  there  to 
dispute  that  sound  has  struggled  its 
blind  way  out  ot  darkness,  or  soil,  into 
the  open,  treeing  itself,  as  have  all 
archaic  things  from  inert  mass  into  first 
consciousness  Who  shall  say  that  the 
psychological  harmonies  ot  this  penin- 
sula have  not  pierced  and  vivified  these 
certain  young  souls,  now  appearing  be- 
fore us  tull  fledged  and  awe  inspiring  in 
their  supremacy  over  us  who  listen 

Some  law  of  attraction  has  drawn 
these  children  to  these  parts,  else  we 
should  as  well  have  hailed  them  from 
Poland  or  Africa  Europe  lias  furnished 
her  crop  of  prodigies  from  era  to  era.  her 
soil  evidently  soaked  with  those  ele- 
ments fit  to  enter  the  human  body  and 
play  their  tunes.  Europe,  aged  and  worn. 
rests;  the  newer  continent  takes  up  the 
work  of  creative  force  towards  artistic 
output,  andexhibits  with  primal  ardency 

Yehudi,  born  in  New  York  comes 
Westward  He  has  the  germ  which  seeks 
congenial  care,  and  becomes  the  child 
ol  California.  At  five  years  of  age.  un- 
known except  in  in  infant  class,  he  plavs 
the  Vieuxtemps  Concerto  at  the  Fair 
mom  Hotel,  is  heard  by  Rudy  Siege 
and  a  critic  or  two  unwillingly  dragged 
Continued  ■•"  page  12 


10 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


Pascal  Tourtelotte 


A  Short  Story  Located  in  Our  Own  Latin  Quarter 

by  JOHN  NESBITT 


Of  all  the  little  home-restaurants  on 
the  old  North  Beach,  where  one 
may  eat  of  the  garlic-scented  dishes  ot 
France,  and  dream,  perhaps,  ot  the  dark 
waters  of  the  Seine,  Marie's  is  far  and 
above  the  best. 

I  think  this  because  I  discovered 
Marie's.  In  fact  every  one  discovers 
Marie's.  The  lady  herself  knows  how 
much  nicer  it  is  to  eat  at  a  place  one  has 
discovered,  and  makes  no  effort  to  ad- 
vertise. Besides  the  romance  of  the 
matter,  Marie  knows  that  it  she  made 
too  much  noise,  one  night  her  clientele 
might  be  composed  of  revenue  officers, 
who,  as  the  world  knows,  never  pay  for 
what  they  drink. 

Another  indication  of  Marie's  talent 
for  profit,  is  that  she  has  carefully  re- 
frained from  learning  English  Besides 
being  very  lazy,  she  knows  that  many  a 
rare  recipe  would  tall  to  the  lot  of  the 
eager,  rare-recipe-hunting  bachelors  of 
San  Francisco. 

Marie  is  as  tat  as  one  ot  her  legs  of 
roast  pork,  and  nearly  as  greasy.  On 
Market  street,  you  might  see  an  obese, 
foreign  peasant  woman,  with  a  well- 
filled  market  bag  on  her  ample  arm. 
But  when  one  is  presented  to  her  in  the 
little  restaurant  on  San  Dromeno  street, 
one  discovers  in  her  something  that  is 
particularly  celestial — as  a  rule,  atter 
eating  her  Bouillabaisse  of  stuffed  crab. 

She  slops  in  and  out  of  the  dining 
room,  in  a  cloud  of  steam  with  each 
entry,  and  places  before  you  a  dish  of  her 
own  selection  She  may  sentence  you  to 
a  pot  of  string  beans,  but,  whatever 
your  teelings  as  you  sit  down,  before  you 
leave,  you  must  beg  Marie  to  become 
your  wife.  It  is  the  custom  In  no  other 
way  could  you  convey  the  compliment 
which  is  her  due.  You  feel  that  your  debt 
of  gratitude  to  this  woman  is  im- 
measurable— until  she  places  the  bill 
betore  your  eyes.  Then  you  realize  that 
cooking  is  not  Marie's  only  gift.  Did  I 
call  Marie  a  cook?  Nay  The  word  is  too 
earthly  tor  one  ot  her  talent.  She  is  a 
creator.  Verily,  a  deity  ot  the  kitchen. 

But  atter  all,  this  story  is  not  about 
Marie  and  her  creations  It  is  about 
Pascal  Tourtelotte. 

He  came  into  Marie's  one  night 
during  that  Indian-summer  which 
promises  a  severe  winter  to  the  city  I 
sat  at  one  of  the  little  tables  in  the 
corner,  as  far  from  the  kitchen  as  pos- 
sible, tor  once  one  has  satisfied  the 
demands  of  the  inner  man,  the  smell  of 
rich  food  is  extremelv  unedifying  Then 
he  came  in 


He  wore  a  long  black  coat,  gay  tie, 
and  a  black  telt  hat,  that  somehow  re- 
minded one  ot  the  bookstalls  that  line 
the  Seine,  or  the  cool  evening  ot  the 
Riviera  Without  hesitation  he  made  his 
way  to  my  table,  Marie's  daughter  pur- 
suing him  for  his  coat  and  hat. 

In  rapid  French,  they  argued  for  a 
moment,  Denise  claiming  that  the  night 
was  very  warm,  and  the  place  well- 
heated  However,  he  seemed  trium- 
phant, tor  Denise  went  back  to  the 
kitchen  with  a  baffled  expression  on  her 
comely  face.  Then,  bowing  low,  he 
begged  to  be  allowed  to  seat  himselt  at 
the  other  side  of  the  table.  I  glanced  at 
the  several  empty  places  nearby,  but, 
taken  by  surprise,  could  only  return  his 
quaint  little  bow,  and  beg  him  to  be 
seated. 

He  began  speaking  at  once,  while  he 
placed  the  precious  hat  beneath  his 
chair   He  did  not  remove  his  coat 

"Ah,  Monsieur,"  he  smiled,  "it  is  a 
warm  night,  yes?  But  I  am  always  cold 
as  a  toad." 

He  tucked  a  napkin  under  his  chin.  I 
replied  that  the  togs  of  San  Francisco 
made  the  weather  very  tricky  to 
strangers. 

"Perhaps  you  noticed,  Monsieur,  that 
I  recognised  you  at  once.  It  was  on  such 
a  night  as  this  that  I  saw  you  sitting  out- 
side the  little  Cafe  of  my  uncle  Rupert, 
in  Paris,  during  the  great  war." 

I  had  not  been  near  Paris  during  the 
war,  and  I  hastened  to  correct  him. 

"Then  it  matters  not  much.  Perhaps 
it  was  another,  a  cousin  perhaps,  or  a 
triend.  But  this  is  the  proper  way  to 
converse  with  one  of  your  novel  tem- 
perament, Monsieur." 

Certainly  he  was  a  queer  fellow,  and 
as  he  had  removed  the  hat  I  saw  that  he 
was  white-haired.  His  cheeks  were  a 
bright  orange  color.  Before  I  could  find 
a  reply  he  continued  with  a  satisfied  air : 
"You  are  one  ot  those  who  go  in 
search  of  the  unusual.  You  dine  at 
Marie's.  You  do  not  politely  demand 
that  I  seat  myselt  at  another  table,  be- 
cause you  enjoy  an  adventure.  Is  it  not 
as  I  say7  And  I  am  also  an  adventurer. 
I  am  Pascal  Tourtelotte!" 

He  spoke  the  last  words  with  an  air 
ot  infinite  pride — fairly  seemed  to  glory 
in  the  euphonious  syllables  of  his  name. 
I  tried  to  speak  again,  but  he  silenced  me 
with  an  imperious  wave  of  his  hand. 
Marie  had  arrived 

She  placed  a  bowl  ot  onion  soup 
before  him,  and  removed  my  empty  fish 
plate.  He  sprang  to  his  teet,  and  betore 
Marie  was  aware  of  his  intention,   he 


had  kissed  her  with  a  resounding  smack 
upon  the  cheek.  Then  he  turned  to  me 
with  the  air  of  an  emperor. 

"You  see.  I  am  the  only  one  in  the 
world  who  dares  to  kiss  Marie.  Ah,  but 
it  takes  courage  I  can  tell  you!" 

Marie  bustled  indignantly  out  to  the 
kitchen,  but  when  she  returned  a 
moment  later  with  the  next  dish  she  was 
to  bestow  upon  me,  her  face  was  divided 
by  a  wide  grin. 

We  ate  in  silence  for  a  few  minutes. 
Out  of  reverence,  perhaps,  for 
the  treasures  of  culinary  art  that  lay 
before  us.  Suddenly  he  began  to  glare 
across  at  me 

"Monsieur!  Have  you  any  doubts 
whatsoever  about  my  name?  Do  you 
doubt  that  I  could  possess  such  a  beauti- 
ful name7" 

I  began  to  realize  that  he  was  crazy,  so 
I  denied  the  slightest  shade  of  a  doubt 
as  to  his  being  Pascal  Tourtelotte  in  the 
flesh. 

He  looked  happy  then,  and  in  a 
moment  leaned  over  confidentially. 

"My  uncle,  Rupert  Tourtelotte,  be- 
stowed it  upon  me  at  the  age  of  one  day. 
In  a  few  moments  I  shall  enchant  you 
with  the  story  of  my  life!" 

But  he  did  not  "enchant"  me  with  the 
story  of  his  life  then,  for  we  talked  of 
many  things.  Or  rather  he  did,  for  I 
merely  expressed  lull  belief  in  all  that  he 
told  me,  and  he  was  happy.  As  he  ate 
hugely  of  Marie's  expensive  fare  he  told 
me  tales  of  every  land  under  the  sun.  All 
of  them  were  as  believable  as  the  Arab- 
ian Nights  But  he  talked  with  an  en- 
thusiasm that  made  it  a  pleasure  to 
watch  him.  The  art  of  conversing — a 
faculty  which  the  French  language 
makes  necessary — as  lightly  and  cleverly 
as  a  juggler  with  his  gilded  balls,  made 
the  evening  pass  rapidly.  Crazy  or  not, 
I  thought,  ne  was  a  very  highly  civilized 
entertainer. 

One  thing  which  distracted  my  atten- 
tion all  evening,  was  that  around  his 
wrist,  there  was  a  bracelet  of  gold  and 
ivory.  From  where  I  sat,  it  appeared  to 
be  beautifully  made  A  pretty  thing  for 
some  white  arm,  but  hardly  suited  to 
the  brown  wrist  that  it  now  encircled 
And  again,  the  coat  sleeve  against  which 
it  rubbed,  was  very  threadbare.  I  won- 
dered how  he  was  going  to  pay  for  the 
huge  meal. 

At  last,  as  we  neared  the  black  coffee 
stage  of  the  repast,  he  seemed  to  remem- 
ber something.  He  broke  off  telling  me 
about  an  opera  which  he  was  about  to 

Continued  on  page  27 


JUNE,  1930 


11 


Thou    Shall    nol 
Covet  Thy 
Neighbor's 

0|M'ra    lions*' .  . 

Bur  just  the  same  w  c  hnd 
more  nl  pictorial  beauty 
in  these  views  of  the  magnifi- 
cent new  opera  house,  recently 
completed  by  the  Chicago 
Gvic Opera  Association,  than 
in  contemplating  the  well 
known  hole  in  the  mud  on 
Van  Ness  Avenue  The 
'Diamond  crescent'(at  right) 
the  detail  of  the  curtain  (lower 
right!  and  the  imposing  grand 
foyer  (lower  left)  must  be 
rather  consoling  to  civic 
pride  —at  least  Chicago  has 
the  satisfaction  of  having 
provided  a  fitting  setting  tor 
its  excellent  productions 


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THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


Outspoken  Anecdotes 


Concerning  Book  Stores  Here  and  There 

By  NED  HILTON 


The  firs:  books  I  ever  bought  were 
The  Moving  Picture  Boys,  The 
Moving  Picture  Boys  in  Panama  and 
The  Moving  Picture  Boys  Qod-Knozus- 
Where  (I  forgec  the  locality)-  They  were 
purchased  with  a  cash  gift,  on  the  occa- 
sion of  my  ninth  or  tenth  birthday,  in 
The  Emporium  Thereafter,  for  long 
years,  1  bought  no  books  personally — 
such  books  as  I  acquired  being  gifts. 

I  believe  that  of  such  stirring  literature 
I  read  less  than  the  average.  The  family 
library  was  well  stocked;  and  I  was  busy 
acquiring  some  fine  neuroses  from  The 
Narrative  of  A.  Qordon  Pym  and  The 
Arabian  Nights  in  the  rare  and  (I  still 
think)  supreme  Payne  translation  I  was 
also,  tor  a  short  while,  one  of  the  world's 
greatest  experts  on  heraldry  and  on 
various  other  subjects  which  now  escape 
my  memory;  this  erudition  was  due  to 
my  fascinated  perusal  of  an  old  but  ex- 
tensive encyclopedia  . 

Feverish  book-buying  was  resumed, 
however,  when  I  was  about  seventeen 
or  eighteen  I  had  been  suddenly  impelled 
to  draw  a  bookplate  for  myself;  and, 
when  the  finished  little  rectangles  came 
from  the  printer's,  I  so  enjoyed  pasting 
them  in  my  few  volumes  that  I  set  about 
squandering  my  funds  on  new  books.  It 
was  then  that  I  discovered  Paul  Elders; 
therein  1  must  have  looked  at  thousands 
of  books  This  was  a  period  of  much 
looking.  I  remember  staring,  through 
glass,  at  the  Rackham  Comus  I  remem- 
ber examining  the  Pape  P^eine  Pedauque 
— I  couldn't  buy  it.  I  remember  whole 
piles  of  the  Vincent  Starrett  Shining 
Pyramid,  which  is  now  a  rarity  But  1 
bought  Modern  Library  editions,  and 
one  or  two  of  the  Nelson  India-paper 
volumes,  those  reprints  of  classics  in 
which  you  read  both  sides  of  the  sheet 
at  once 

I  think  the  first  book  in  boards  I 
bought  was  Messer  Marco  Polo;  I  got 
it  from  John  Howell,  when  his  shop  was 
on  Post  street  just  above  Stockton.  I  had 
to  order  it,  a  transaction  in  which  I  took 
much  pride  From  him,  at  about  the 
same  time,  I  got  an  old  Caesar — Bassani, 
MDCCCJI  (1S02,  if  you  want  to  know 
quickly)  Ex  Typogr aphid  Remondiniana, 
Cum  Regia  Permissione — which  at- 
tracted me  because  it  looked  very  ancient 
bound  in  sheepskin  and  somewhat  dis- 
colored It  was  marked  at  three  and  a 
half  I  remember  saying,  "I'll  give  you 
three  dollars  for  that  Caesar" — very 
brusque  and  businesslike.  The  bargain 
apparently  suited  Mr  Howell,  and  I 
walked  off  with  my  prize  In  those  days, 
I  could  read  it  quite  easily,  in  spite  of  the 


old  type;  now,  even  in  Kabel,  it  would 
require  a  little  study. 

Desultory  buying  continued  for  some 
years  thereafter.  I  fell  a  victim,  as  who 
has  not,  to  the  advertising  of  Double- 
day-Page  I  subscribed  for  a  set  of  Oscar 
Wilde— a  Patron's  Edition  de  Luxe  The 
great  special  attraction  was  the  offer  to 
stamp  the  subscriber's  name  in  gold  on 
an  extra  page  in  the  first  volume. 
Splendor !  There  it  stands  to  this  day — 
Edward,  too!  instead  of  Ned  But  since 
then  my  conduct  has  been  unimpeach- 
able. 

And  book-buying  developed  subtly 
into  collecting,  depriving  me  of  the 
Isotta  and  the  large  estate  I  would  have 
had  by  this  time  had  I  been  illiterate  Of 
the  many  bookstores  into  which  it  has 
led  me,  I  think  first  of 

Drake's 

Drake's  is  on  West  Fortieth  street, 
in  New  York,  opposite  the  south- 
ern end  of  the  Library  In  looking  for 
the  entrance,  it  is  well  to  watch  out  for 
the  sign  of  a  shoe  company  (I  don't  re- 
member which  one);  having  found  the 
shoe  sign,  it  is  easy  to  spot  Drake's  and 
turn  in  through  the  narrow  entrance. 
The  main  shop  is  on  the  second  floor 
(there  is  an  elevator,  if  you're  not  as 
agile  as  you  used  to  be.)  I  have  never 
been  in  Rosenbach's,  nor  in  Foyle's  in 
London;  Drake's,  in  my  limited  expe- 
rience, contains  the  most  complete  stock 
of  first  editions  And  I  have  heard  it  said, 
by  persons  who  might  be  expected  to 
say  nothing  about  it,  that  one  can  always 
be  sure  of  the  good  condition  of  any 
Drake  book. 

Drake's  was  the  first  shop  in  which 
I  found  the  ease  and  quiet  so  necessary 
in  bookstores  There  are  ashtrays  and 
easy  chairs;  and  there  is  never  any  crowd 
of  customers.  (Drake  might  not  be  so 
enthusiastic  about  that,  but  to  me  it  is 
an  important  point  )  Nor  has  anyone 
there  ever  bustled  up  to  me  upon  my 
entrance  and  offered  to  "help"  me. 

It  was  there  1  once  saw  Ford  Madox 
Ford  (would  to  God  I'd  been  collecting 
Conrad  then  )  He  was  attempting  to  sell 
some  Conrad  manuscript,  and  in  the 
course  of  conversation  with  one  of  the 
Drakes  (I've  never  found  out  which  is 
which;  they  look  bewilderingly  alike)  it 
came  out  that  they  had  both  been  in  the 
same  places  in  France  during  the  war;  so 
there  was  much  amiable  talk — I  was 
standing  at  the  other  end  of  the  shelves, 
trying  to  look  quite  unconcerned 

It  was  this  same  Drake,  on  the  same 
occasion,  who  assured  me  that  my  credit 


was  good  and  that  I  need  not  deny  my- 
self a  book  because  I  could  not  pay  for 
it  at  the  moment  In  consequence  of  this 
shrewd  hospitality  (I  probably  had  the 
stigmata  of  the  fanatical  collector  upon 
me  even  then)  I  have  had  some  fine 
volumes  from  his  shelves,  and  they  have 
all  been  paid  for  sooner  or  later.  (Best 
wishes,  Mr  Drake;  I'm  just  setting 
about  writing  a  check.) 

For  the  sake  of  western  patriots,  I 
shall  remind  them  that  the  Drakes  went 
to  New  York  from  Riverside  Also,  they 
issue  catalogues 

GeLBER,    LlLlENTHAL,    Inc. 

In  San  Francisco  (and  now  I  enter 
dangerous  ground;  but  I,  and  not  the 
business  office,  am  writing  this)  the  only 
shop  comparable  to  Drake's  is  Gelber's. 
(I  hope  Mr  Lilienthal  will  not  object  to 
my  calling  it  Gelber's  Grove  Day  calls 
it  Lilienthal's;  perhaps  that  will  even 
things  up.)  There,  too,  are  the  ease  and 
quiet,  the  ashtrays  and  chairs — even 
cigarettes,  if  necessary — and  the  full 
stock  And  a  point  of  the  greatest  im- 
portance is  the  indubitable  authenticity 
of  that  stock  There  are  certain  stores  in 
this  city  upon  which  I  cast  a  decidedly 
fishy  eye  But  one  can  rely  upon  the  word 
of  Gelber  or  Lilienthal  on  all  debated 
points,  one  may  be  sure  of  good  condi- 
tion, and  of  prices  within  reason  From 
them  I  have  got  some  of  Douglas'  Capri 
monographs,  and  some  rare  Machens 
and  Beerbohms,  and  the  Bab  Ballads, 
and  a  long  list  which  I  need  not  here 
catalogue 

Dauber  and  Pine 
This  large  store  is  in  New  York,  on 
Fifth  avenue  somewhere  just  above  the 
Arch — Ninth,  Tenth,  somewhere  along 
there  The  cataloguing  used  to  be  done 
by  Samuel  Loveman,  with  much  wit. 
The  good  books  are  (or  were)  in  the 
basement  It  was  there  I  went  to  ask  for 
a  book  which  Loveman  had  listed  A 
strident  young  woman  wanted  to  "help" 
me.  "Do  you  still  have  the  Hemard 
Rabelais?"  I  asked.  (The  illustrations 
have  since  been  published  in  a  transla- 
tion )  "The  what?"  she  asked  I  re- 
peated, "The  Joseph  Hemard  Rabelais." 
"What  number  is  it7"  she  asked.  But 
they  have  some  good  things,  anyway  .  .  . 

Newbegin's 

In  all  due  humility,  I  offer  to  Mr. 
Newbegin  a  slight  criticism.  I  have 
never  entered  his  store  without  being 
almost  bowled  over  by  several  females 

Continued  on  page  40 


JUNE,  1930 


Concerning 


By  ALINE  KISTLER 


C'an  you    imagine  San    Francisco 
'  without  Roy  Folger7 

"It  would  be  a  city  of  diminished 
laughter,  perceptibly  curtailed  in 
merriment  Our  history  mentions 
several  kindly  run-makers,  but  none 
just  like  Roy  He  gives  San  Francisco 
a  genial  refreshment  of  happiness  the 
like  of  which  it  has  been  no  other 
man's  privilege  to  confer  "  We  quote 
the  writing  of  Edward  O'Day. 

Who  is  Roy  Folger7  A  rich  man1 
No  A  philanthropist1  Only  with  his 
time,  his  energy  and  his  ability  to 
make  people  happy  A  business  man7 
Yes.  Why,  then,  the  attention  given 
him7  Because  his  experience  restores 
faith  in  gratitude 

The  fame  of  Roy  Folger  rests  on 
neither  his  good  looks  nor  the  fact 
that  he  rode  the  first  bicycle  in  Oak- 
land but  rather  on  the  quality  of 
friendship  he  inspires 

Roy  Folger  was  born  in  San  Fran 
cisco  He  moved  to  Oakland,  rode 
the  aforementioned  bicycle  and  at- 
tended school,  then  became  an  in- 
surance salesman  Others  have  done 
the  same  but  they  have  not  had  Roy's 
genius  for  entertaining  people  Dia- 
lect stories  are  his  forte  Chinese, 
Italian,  Portuguese  German  all  are 
at  his  tongue's  tip  Wherever  he  goes 
his  stories  arc  in  demand  and  he  has 
never  been  known  to  refuse  anyone  a 
favor 

He  did  not  even  refuse  when  in- 
fluential men  of  San  Francisco  asked 
him  "as  a  favor"  to  start  his  own  in- 


John  Carroll 

surance  brokerage  office  The  "favor" 
developed  into  a  dinner  at  the  Palace 
Hotel  with  over  four  hundred 
wealthy  and  influential  men  toasting 
Folger  in  the  words  of  O'Day, 
quoted  above.  That  was  in  1920 
when  his  present  business  was 
launched  The  past  ten  years  have 
seen  the  results  of  such  appreciation 

A  second  unbelievable  expression 
of  appreciation  was  given  last  year 
when  The  Family  club  surprised 
Roy  Folger  with  the  gift  of  a  trip  to 
New  York  for  him  and  his  wife  with 
all  expenses  paid  and  the  kev  to  the 
city  of  New  York,  tickets  to  all  the 
New  York  theatres  and  a  dinner  in- 
vitation to  the  White  House,  with 
President  and  Mrs  Hoover,  included 

And  through  all  of  this  Rov  Folger 
remains  the  same  unassuming  per 
son,  interested  in  other  people,  eager 
to  help  his  friends,  willing  to  add  his 
share  to  the  amusement  of  his  friends 
He  is  today  one  of  the  most  popular 
members  of  The  Family  and  Bohe- 
mian Club  and  a  living  evidence 
that  the  kindhearted  do  sometimes 
reap  rewards  of  gratitude. 

^vn  Francisco  hardly  knows  John 
k^Carroll  vet  he  was  born  here  and 


13 

lived  here  through  his  school  days. 
Today  he  is  one  of  the  best  known 
modernists  in  New  York  and  San 
Franciscans  are  asking  "who  is  he" 
because  his  painting,  "Idol,"  re- 
ceived first  prize  at  the  fifty-second 
annual  exhibition  of  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Art  Association  He  also  had 
a  one-man  showing  of  pen  draw- 
ings of  fragile  nudes  at  the  Galerie 
Beaux  Arts  during  May 

Last  year  John  Carroll  came 
back  to  visit  his  father  and  brother 
for  the  first  time  in  several  years. 
He  did  not  bring  anything  of  his 
work  with  him  because  in  1915  he 
was  refused  exhibition  in  San 
Francisco  and  thought  that  his 
birthplace  would  have  none  of 
him  and  his  modern  ways  But 
friends  received  him,  urged  him  to 
send  his  work  here  and  to  return 
again  In  September  Carroll  ex- 
hibited two  lithographs  in  the 
California  Society  of  Etchers  an- 
nual and  one  received  the  prize  as 
the  most  distinguished  print  in  the 
exhibition  Shortly  afterward  Vick- 
ery,  Atkins  and  Torrey  gave  a  port- 
folio showing  of  Carroll  litho- 
graphs among  which  was  the 
amusing  "Circus"  reproduced  in 
The  San  Franciscan  Now  his 
local  reception  has  been  made  com- 
plete with  the  awarding  to  his 
work  of  the  highest  prize  at  the 
disposal  of  the  San  Francisco  Art 
Association 

Carroll  is  recognized  all  over  the 


Captain  he 

United  States  as  one  o(  the   Foremost   con 
temporary  artists    Detroit,  at  the  instigation 

■mupd  nn  p«bp  W 


14 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


Courvoisier 


The  Old  Well 


A  recent  lithograph  by  Henrietta  Shore  who  was  awarded  the  graphic  arts  prize  in 
the  Fifty-second  Annual  Exhibition  of  the  San  Francisco  Art  Association.  The 
restraint  and  modern  idiom  of  this  print  is  characteristic  of  the  work  that  has 
sustained  the  faith  of  people  who  consider  Miss  Shore  one  of  the  leading 
contemporary  artists  in  San  Francisco. 


JUNE,  1930 


15 


Spotlight 

lt<kvi<kwiiij£  a  llloak  Month  of  II r 


With  the  departure  ol  Mci  Lan- 
Fang  and  "The  Criminal  Code," 
San  Francisco  lias  returned  to  a  state  ol 
indifferent  drama  once  again.  True, 
"New  Moon"  is  still  packing  them  in 
at  the  Curran,  hut  an  operetta,  however 
entertaining,  is  searcely  dramatie  tare; 
nor  is  a  Revue,  however  diverting,  to  he 
classed  as  serious  drama  "Hi-There" 
we  understand,  had  its  points  and,  being 
a  strictly  home-town  product,  likewise 
its  detects  We  did  not  see  it  ourselves. 
But  as  this  offering  was  billed  as  an 
"intimate  revue"  we  felt  that  seeing  it 
from  the  wrong  end  of  the  opera  glass, 
so  to  speak,  would  be  scarcely  fair  to  it 
The  reports  that  reached  us  confirmed 
our  notions,  however,  that  Revues  are 
the  most  difficult  of  all  things  to  put 
over.  The  producer  of  a  successful  revue 
must  be  near  the  center  of  superlative 
talent.  For,  let  the  local  boosters  say 
what  they  will,  where  the  theatrical 
audiences  are  there  will  the  talent  be 
gathered  together  There  is  only  one 
place  in  the  United  States  where  a  thor- 
oughly satisfactory  revue  can  be  achieved 
and  that  is  Broadway.  The  actors,  the 
authors,  the  composers,  the  big  stage 
directors,  and  a  prospective  audience  of 
7,000,000  souls,  are  all  within  hailing 
distance.  To  say  nothing  of  the  designers 
and  the  costumers.  A  play  may  have  a 
run  on  its  plot,  or  its  lines,  or  its  en- 
semble acting,  or  by  virtue  of  a  star  A 
revue  must  have  all  these  things  and 
then  some.  That  is  why  local  revues  are 
foredoomed  to  only  a  mediocre  success. 
Having  made  this  statement  I  shall  con- 
fess my  sins  and  await  a  visit  to  my 
home  by  the  bombing  squad  of  the 
combined  boosting  agencies  of  Sunny 
California 

The  less  said  about  the  third  dramatic 
attraction  at  top  prices  the  better.  We 
shall  not  even  mention  its  name.  Be- 
cause we  feel  that  it  might  have  been  a 
fair  play  if  it  had  not  been  left  to  the 
mercies  ol  ham  actors  As  it  was,  we 
lasted  exactly  one  act. 

We  do  not  know  how  bleak  the  fu- 
ture ol  dramatic  entertainment  in  the 
City  by  the  Golden  Gate  bids  lair  to  be 
this  summer  but,  at  least,  we  have  a 
number  of  lively  "little  theatres"  kick- 
ing up  their  heels  We  have  been  to  two 
pcrlormances  within  the  last  months 
sponsored  by  different  groups  And, 
while  it  would  be  folly  to  sav  that  they 
gave  flawless  interpretations,  it  would 
he  an  equal  tolly  to  maintain  that  they 
did  not  give  much  better  performances 
than  main  an  offering  at  three  times  the 
price 


The  Reginald  Travers  Repertory  Play- 
ers opened  with  a  beating  of  social 
tom-toms  in  the  charming  little  audi- 
torium of  the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor.  The  play  was  of  the  vintage  of 
the  dubious  nineties:  "The  Amazons" 
by  Pinero.  Or  was  it  by  Henry  Arthur 
]ones?  No  matter,  either  one  could  have 
written  it.  We  confess  that  we  thought 
it  a  very  bad  choice  when  we  read  the 
announcement  But  it  was  surprising 
how  much  blood  the  old  play  had  in  it. 
The  audience  'ate  it  up  "  Particularly, 
the  amusing  characterization  of  a  peev- 
ish suitor  by  Templeton  Crocker.  Un- 
happily, we  have  mislaid  our  program 
so  that  we  cannot  do  full  justice  to  the 
entire  cast.  But  we  remember  Peggy 
Blethers  with  pleasure. 

The  attempts  to  bring  the  play  up  to 
date  by  the  introduction  of  modern 
gowns  and  a  ukelele  was  not  particularly 
happy  It  there  is  one  thing  that  an  audi- 
tor should  be  reasonably  sure  he  will  be 
spared  in  a  play  ot  the  nineties,  it  is  the 
introduction  of  a  ukelele.  And,  it  the 
costumes  had  fit  the  period,  fifty  per 
cent  would  have  been  added  to  the  fun 
But,  take  it  all  in  all,  it  was  a  diverting 
evening.  And  we  hope  that  when  Mr 
Travers  gets  down  to  his  permanent 
theatre  in  the  Fairmont  Hotel  that  he 
will  do  as  well  by  us  We  see  that  "The 
Atfairs  of  Anatole"  is  scheduled  for  the 
opening  of  the  Fairmont  venture  this 
month  When  the  project  gets  going 
again  in  the  Fall  we  understand  that 
there  is  talk  ot  doing  six  plays  represent- 
ing as  many  distinct  nationalities  Eng- 
lish, Scandinavian,  Italian,  Slavic,  Span 
ish,  German  At  least  the  play-reading 
committee  is  now  working  along  those 
lines  It  should  not  be  hard  to  pick  the 
Slavic  play  The  success  ot  Lillian  Gish 
in  New  York  in  "Uncle  Vanya"  should 
pave  the  way  for  a  Travers'  production 
ol  this  opus  by  Mr  Chckov  However, 
directors  of  little  theatres  are  mercurial 
Mr  Travers'  weakness  is  Gilbert  and 
Sullivan   So  one  never  knows. 


.nun  lie  Eiitortaiiuiioiit 

By  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

T.  11  second  little  theatre  movement 
that  engaged  our  attention  was  the 
opening  ol  the  Players'  Guild  by  Stanley 
Mac  Lewee.  Mr.  Mac  Lewee  deserves 
great  praise  for  his  struggle,  which  has 
lasted  over  a  year,  to  put  the  Guild  on 
its  feet  again  The  venture  which  began 
years  ago  as  the  Players'  Club  in  the  little 
church  on  Bush  street  has  had  a  hectic 
career  The  writer,  having  at  one  time 
been  its  chairman,  knows  whereof  he 
speaks.  When  fire  put  an  end  to  its  purely 
amateur  activities  Mr  Travers  went 
into  partnership  with  Mr.  Mac  Lewee 
and  opened  in  the  Community  Theatre 
downtown  with  an  ambitious  profes- 
sional program  At  the  end  of  the  first 
season  the  project  was  in  a  hole,  but, 
everything  considered,  not  nearly  as 
much  of  a  hole  as  might  have  been  ex- 
pected Mr.  Mac  Lewee  by  this  time  was 
managing  the  Guild  on  his  own  He 
decided  to  close  down  for  a  few  months 
and  start  afresh,  as  much  to  give  his  sub- 
scribers an  adequate  return  tor  the  money 
they  had  invested  in  the  form  of  the  pur- 
chase of  scrip  as  for  personal  gain  The 
period  ot  incubation  for  this  fresh  start 
proved  longer  than  he  at  first  expected 
But,  in  the  end,  he  was  able  to  secure 
financial  backing  and  the  charming  little 
class  A  Guild  Theatre  on  Sutter  streer 
near  Fillmore  is  the  result. 

Lonsdale's  "On  Approval"  was  the 
opening  bill  It  is  a  smart  little  comedy 
with  only  four  people  in  the  cast.  The 
acting  was  acceptable  and  the  reading  ot 
the  lines  good  But  one  could  hardlv  ex- 
pect to  see  a  superlative  performance 
under  the  circumstances  and  at  the  price 
Sophisticated  comedy  is  the  hardest  form 
ot  drama  to  put  over  It  takes  consum- 
mate skill  It  takes  a  sense  ot  background 
It  takes  qualities  which  are  hard  to  de- 
fine Theretore,  the  quality  of  the  im- 
pending Guild  productions  can  scarcely 
be  measured  by  this  opening  hill  We 
think  that  its  next  venture  "Children  of 
Darkness"  will  be  more  to  the  point 
But,  in  any  event,  Mr.  Mac  Lewee  de- 
serves support    We  hope  he  gets  it. 

The  third  little  theatre  movement  has 
unhappily  eluded  us  At  the  Community 
Theatre,  Baldwin  McGaw  is  directing 
interesting  plays  at  a  nominal  entrance 
lee  It  has  happened  that  we  have  had  to 
miss  all  ol  the  performances  tor  one  rea- 
son or  another  We  should  particularly 
like  to  see  Roland  Hartley's  play  "To 
Serve  the  Queen,"  which  is  to  be  given 
one  performance  alter  this  issue  goes  to 
press  Mr.  Hartlev  is  a  San  Francisco 
product  For  some  vcars  he  has  been  a 
prime  mover  in  the  Playshop  movement 
inued  "ii  i>:ik<*  11 


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THE    SAN   FRANCISCAN 


Those  Were  the  Days 


Re-diseoveriiig  Old  San  Franeiseo  With  the  Aid  of  Mr.  Benl 

By  CONSTANCE  DIXON 


In  the  year  18S2,  A.  L  Bancroft  & 
Co.  of  San  Francisco  (since  deceased) 
published  a  book  whose  title  page  bore 
the  following  exciting  inscription : 

"Metropolitan  Life  Unveiled;  or  the 
Mysteries  and  Miseries  of  America's 
Great  Cities,  embracing  New  York, 
Washington  City,  San  Francisco,  Salt 
Lake  City  and  New  Orleans,  by  J.  W. 
Beul,  author  of  'Border  Outlaws', 
'Heroes  ot  the  Plains',  etc.,  etc." 

That  Mr  Buel  was  a  prolific  writer  is 
evidenced  by  the  "etc.,  etc.";  that  he 
was  also  a  "fancy"  writer  of  the  old 
school,  Sir,  anyone  would  blush  to  deny 
after  reading  no  more  than  his  opening 
paragraph  on  San  Francisco  : 

"There  was  never  story  more  enter- 
taining or  instructive  than  the  tales  of 
history  told  by  those  Argonauts  who 
sought  fortune  in  Calitornia  in  the  days 
of  '49.  Repeated  though  a  thousand 
times,  they  never  lose  their  fresh- 
ness, but  seem  to  grow  more  beautiful 
with  age.  America,  the  country  which 
has  given  such  explorations  and  adven- 
ture, a  nation  distinguished  for  inherent 
bravery  and  the  disposition  of  its  mercu- 
rial people  to  decide  fortune  with  a  toss 
of  the  penny,  gives  to  history,  in  record- 
ing the  struggle  of  California  Pioneers, 
the  most  marvelous  of  all  its  pages 
Over  these  fascinating  records  every 
American  delights  to  ponder,  and  the 
memory  of  those  hardy  pioneers  steals 
up  to  us  like  some  beautiful  vision 
whenever  national  progress  is  con- 
sidered." 

Without  a  single  exclamation  point  to 
lean  on,  Mr  Beul  tells  us  that  history 
has  nothing  as  entertaining  or  instructive 
as  the  tales  of  the  "Argonauts  of  '49"  to 
offer,  that  America  is  distinguished  by 
the  disposition  of  its  people  to  decide 
fortune  with  a  toss  of  the  head  (or  per- 
haps it  was  a  penny)  and  leaves  his 
weakened  reader  with  a  final  mental 
picture  ot  the  national  fireside  with 
every  American  (that  is,  every  Ameri- 
can worth  mentioning)  throwing  the 
"American  Mercury"  and  "Saturday 
Evening  Post"  to  one  side  to  ponder 
over  California  history,  the  memory  of 
whose  pioneers  is  insideously  stealing  up 
on  him  like  a  "beautiful  vision"  with 
the  obvious  intention  of  saying,  "Boo1" 

We  will  brush  past  Mr  Beul's  spicey 
resume  ot  the  bitter  arguments  that  arose 
between  governments  over  the  posses- 
sion of  Calitornia  just  as  quickly  as  we 
can.  Nevertheless  we  can't  overlook  the 
fact  that  Portugal  made  Spain  "very 
angry"  by  claiming  all  the  discoveries 
of  Columbus  and  consequently  most  of 


the  Western  Hemisphere,  and  that  things 
went  trom  bad  to  worse  until  Pope 
Alexander  VI  simply  had  to  call  a  halt 
and  decree  that  Spain  have  all  the  terri- 
tories inhabited  by  infidels  lying  west  of 
the  Azores  Portugal  might  have  been 
hurt,  but  fortunately  the  Pope  in  the 
same  spirit  of  generosity  announced  her 
as  entitled  to  the  countries  east  of  the 
Azores.  Mr.  Beul  goes  on  tor  a  number 
of  pages,  even  dragging  Henry  VII  and 
England  into  the  sordid  story,  until  he 
finally  admits  that  Mexico  took  Cali- 
tornia from  Spain,  and  the  United 
States  snatched  it  from  Mexico  in  184S. 

Gold  was  discovered  in  1S4S  (as  you 
may  have  heard)  and  upon  this  subject 
Mr.  Beul's  facile  pen  sweeps  on  and  on  : 

"Such  excitement  as  followed  this 
discovery  can  never  be  imagined,  much 
less  truthfully  described.  All  the  work- 
men about  Coloma  dropped  their  tools, 
plunged  into  the  American  River,  and 
began  scratching  in  the  auriterous  sands. 
Mr.  Sutter's  mill  was  abandoned  so  sud- 
denly that  ic  was  suffered  to  rattle  itselt 
into  pieces  From  five  to  fifty  dollars  a 
day  was  taken  out  in  dust  and  nuggets 
by  each  miner,  and  while  this  was  as 
nothing  compared  with  the  result  ot 
subsequent  discoveries,  yet  it  was  quite 
enough  to  inflame  the  people  of  Cali- 
tornia. There  was  little  delay  in  getting 


the  news  to  San  Francisco,  where  it 
struck  the  citizens  like  a  cyclone.  (Evi- 
dently bowling  everyone  over  up  and 
down  .^lontgomery  street  and  laying 
them  out  cold  in  the  Plaza  )  From  town 
to  settlement  the  report  spread  as  though 
on  electric  wings,  and  everywhere  it 
produced  the  same  effect,  intoxicating 
everyone  and  causing  business  to  suspend 
as  if  suddenly  paralyzed.  The  very  air 
seemed  to  carry  these  golden  stories  and 
deposit  them  at  every  threshold.  (Very 
much  like  sample  packages  of  breakfast 
food.)  It  spread  like  an  uncontrollable 
epidemic,  and  workshops,  stores,  and 
professions  succumbed  to  its  exhilarating 
influence  The  discovery  was  soon  pro- 
claimed in  the  halls  ot  Congress  and  the 
gravest  dignitaries  rose  from  their  seats 
to  add  a  shout  and  join  in  the  excite- 
ment. Thousands  joined  in  caravans 
fighting  their  way  through  savage  In- 
dians, braving  the  desperate  elements, 
subsisting  on  game  and  excitement. 
With  the  immigration  of  that  im- 
measurable host  of  gold  seekers,  every- 
thing in  Calitornia  changed  from  a  lazy 
existence  into  frantic  delirium.  July, 
1S49  found  the  Bay  of  San  Francisco 
filling  with  the  ships  of  every  nation. 
Five  hundred  square  rigged  vessels  lay 
in  the  harbor  with  half  a  mile  of  mud- 
flats between  them  and  high  water 
mark — Montgomery  street.   There  was 


The  Overland  Mail  Starting  From  San  Francisco  for  the  East,  1858. 


JUNE.  1930 


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San  Francisco,  185J  (From  Second  Street,  above  Folsom) 


Prints  courtesy  of  John  Howell 


but  one  wharf,  Broadway,  to  accommo- 
date this  fleet  Agents  and  consignees  of 
these  valuable  ships  and  cargoes  found 
the  crews  taking  to  the  small  boats  as 
soon  as  anchor  was  dropped  and  head- 
ing for  Sacramento  toward  the  new 
diggings." 

Things  certainly  had  come  to  a  pretty 
pass,  tor,  as  Mr.  Beul  puts  it,  "The 
scramble  now  became  powerfully  in- 
tense; everybody  on  the  run  unless  stuck 
in  the  mud  or  sand.  The  sand-hills  and 
mud-flats  now  presented  the  appearance 
of  a  battle  field;  people  of  every  nation, 
costume,  tongue,  and  clime  in  the  busy 
and  excited  crowd,  all  seemed  to 
flounder  about  in  supreme  recklessness. 
The  first  six  months  of  1S4CJ  added  more 
than  15,000  to  the  population  of  Cali- 
fornia, 10,000  of  whom  landed  in  San 
Francisco;  less  than  200  of  this  number 
were  women,  and  their  character  may 
readily  be  imagined. 

"After  the  news  of  discovery  of  gold 
all  classes  ajid  conditions  of  humanity 
flocked  to  San  Francisco  Then  was  in- 
augurated the  most  exciting  era  of  mod- 
ern civilization  in  its  every  phase,  except 
in  peace  and  morality;  in  its  harmoniz- 
ing and  equalizing  influence  on  different 
classes  and  nationalities;  its  riot  and 
debauchery;  its  crime,  vice  and  blood- 
shed, its  general  extravagance  ol  pnnci 
pies  and  property,   and  of  life  itself. 

"Wild  speculation  in  city  lots,  mer- 
chandise and  lumber  succeeded  the  first 
year  of  excitement  in  the  mines  Mont- 
gomery street,  which  is  todav  the  finest 


thoroughfare  in  San  Francisco,  was  in 
1S50  a  mire  in  which  teams  floundered 
and  sometimes  entirely  disappeared  Yet 
lots  abutting  upon  it  were  sold  at 
princely  figures,  which  continued  to  ad- 
vance as  logs  and  brush  were  thrown  in 
to  make  a  bed  for  the  street.  Lands  and 
rents  were  beyond  all  precedent;  fifty 
and  one  hundred  lots  were  granted  in 
San  Francisco  by  the  Alcaldes  as  late  as 
1850,  on  the  payment  of  sixteen  dol- 
lars; many  of  these  lots  sold  in  one  or 
two  years  after  for  hundreds  of  thou- 
sands of  dollars  Fifty  thousand  dollars 
for  a  lot  which  only  a  few  days  before 
had  sold  for  two  thousand,  was  a  fre- 
quent occurrence  The  Parker  House,  a 
common  two-story  frame,  which  was 
near  the  Plaza  (noiv  Portsmouth  Square) 
brought  $120,000  per  annum;  a  small, 
rough  one-story  building  at  the  Plaza 
was  rented  tor  ^~S.  "'  'i  and  a  one-story, 
twenty-foot  tront  building  brought 
$40,000.  Even  the  shanty  which  pro- 
vided such  insufficient  accommodations 
for  the  customs  business  rented  tor 
$7,000  per  month. 

"Amusements  were  luxuries,  in  the 
circus  $60  for  a  private  box  and  $3  in 
the  pit  To  build  a  brick  house  it  was 
estimated  that  it  would,  when  finished, 
and  that,  too,  in  a  rough  manner,  cost  a 
dollar  tor  each  brick  in  the  building 
Soon  vast  overstocks  ot  goods  glutted 
the  market,  so  much  so,  that  rather  than 
pay  the  exorbitant  rents  and  storage 
necessary,  the  mud  holes  and  gulches 
were  filled  up  with  boxes  of  choice 
tobacco,    and    Clay    street    for    a    great 


distance  was  paved  with  shovels,  the 
handles  making  a  kind  ot  corduroy  and 
rather  rough  surface."  (To  put  it  mildly, 
there  is  also  record  of  a  particularly 
large  hole  having  been  filled  with  a 
piano,  not  to  mention  sacks  of  coffee, 
sugar,  and  tea.  San  Francisco  may  well 
he  proud  that  its  streets  were  originally 
paved  with  goodies.) 

In  a  closing  description  of  the  beauties 
of  San  Francisco,  Mr.  Beul  lets  his  pen 
run  riot,  simply  riot! 

"The  Pacific  Coast,  especially  Cali- 
fornia, is  essentially  the  paradise  of 
America  Balmy  Italy  cannot  compare 
with  the  equable,  salubrious  and  de- 
lightful climate  ot  this  pre-eminently 
favored  section  of  country,  a  place  where 
neither  heat  oppresses  nor  cold  pinches 
those  who  live  in  its  bright,  delicious 
atmosphere.  San  Francisco  is  more  cos- 
mopolitan than  New  York,  and  more 
sensuous  than  New  Orleans  The  air  is 
tonic,  touching  every  cheek  with  rosiest 
health  and  developing  women  into  be- 
ings ot  transporting  beauty  In  this  par- 
ticular the  Golden  Gate  Metropolis  is 
peculiar,  for  more  lovely  females  never 
blessed  God's  favorite  footstool  than 
may  be  found  in  lavish  abundance  co- 
quetting on  all  her  streets  and  lighting 
love's  lamp  in  nearly  every  California 
household 

"The  city  is  built  on  seven   moun 
cutis  (no  small  jeat  in  itself)  to  attain 
the  summit  ot  which  requires  the  aid  of 
cable  railroads    Nob  Hill   is  che   most 
aristocratic   residence  spot    in   the  city, 

Continued  on  page  ?0 


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THE   SAN    FRANCISCAN 


In  these  days,  when  there  is  so  much 
talk  of  the  decadence  of  the  Ameri- 
can theatre,  it  is  of  interest  that  one  of 
San  Francisco's  major  and  its  only  inde- 
pendently owned  daily  began  life  as  a 
theatrical  newspaper  and  theatrical  pro- 
gram of  free  circulation.  A  little  four- 
page  sheet  of  dramatic  criticism  success- 
fully laid  the  solid  foundations  upon 
which  rest  The  San  Francisco  Chronicle 
ot  the  present  day. 

As  The  Daily  Dramatic  Chronicle, 
the  first  issue  of  the  paper  appeared 
January  16,  1S65.  Its  editor  was  Charles 
De  Young,  who  had  attained  the  great 
age  of  nineteen  years;  its  business  mana- 
ger was  Michael  De  Young,  who  was 
all  of  seventeen.  The  office  of  the  enter- 
prise was  in  the  printing  plant  of 
Harrison  &  Company,  specializing  in 
theatrical  job  printing,  at  417  Clay,  near 
Sansome.  For  desk  space  and  the  use  of 
its  presses,  Harrison  tY  Company  de- 
manded and  got  $75.00  weekly,  partly 
payable  in  advance.  Composition,  paper 
and  other  production  incidentals  were 
extra.  As  The  Dramatic  Chronicle  was 
a  free  circulation  paper,  its  sole  income 
was  from  advertising,  and  in  selling 
advertising  it  was  subject  to  the  draw- 
back of  being  a  paper  that  was  given 
away — possibly  forced  upon  the  public 
— whereas  the  public  bought  the  other 
daily  publications. 

When  the  city's  merchants,  theatre 
managers,  restaurant,  hotel  and  saloon 
keepers  were  first  approached  for  adver- 
tising, they  were  skeptical  as  to  the 
value  of  a  free  circulation  medium.  But 
within  a  few  months  this  prejudice  tend- 
ed to  disappear.  Amusement  place  man- 
agers, restaurant,  hotel  and  saloon 
keepers  tound  that  it  was  a  business 
asset  to  have  The  Dramatic  Chronicle 
about  their  places.  Their  customers  not 
only  read  the  paper  but  they  also  expect- 
ed it  to  be  within  ready  reach. 

The  cause  of  public  demand  for  the 
sheet  is  readily  enough  explained.  San 
Francisco,  during  the  1850s  and  '60s 
was  a  thoroughly  theatrical-minded 
town  The  public  knew  its  theatre,  as 
few  publics  anywhere  or  since  have 
known  it.  The  town  was  still  small  and 
personal  enough  to  make  possible  a  cer- 
tain Bohemian  intimacy  between  the 
theatre-going  public  and  the  people  of 
the  theatre.  Charles  De  Young  shrewdly 
gauged  his  editorial  policies,  chose  and 
handled  his  feature  news  to  make  the 
most  of  these  facts.  The  Dramatic 
Chronicle  daily  covered  all  the  city's 
theatrical  news,  of  which  there  was  then 
a  great  deal.  It  daily  printed  the  pro- 
grams of  current  attractions  at  the 
several  San  Francisco  playhouses.  It 
offered,  as  well,  excellent  dramatic  com- 
ment, and  at  times,  criticism  so  sharp 
as  to  throw  the  theatre-going  public 
into  noisy,  heated,  but  immensely  en- 
joyable discussion   and  verbal   warfare. 


The   Daily   Dramatic  Chronicle 


To  create  a  demand  for  and  incerest  in  a 
free  circulation  paper,  the  DeYoungs 
could  have  chosen  no  wiser  policies. 

Eighteen  months  after  its  founding 
masthead  statements  of  The 
Dramatic  Chronicle  declared  that  it  was 
in  exclusive  use  as  a  program  in  the 
Metropolitan  and  Olympic  Theatres, 
Piatt's  Music  Hall,  Union  and  Con- 
gress Halls,  where  it  was  distributed  tor 
every  performance.  It  was  distributed 
daily  at  Woodward's  Gardens;  at  all 
principal  restaurants,  oyster  houses, 
saloons,  stage  depots,  and  in  the  residen- 
tial districts.  It  was  sent  by  mail  to  all 
important  interior  points  In  all,  the 
paper  had  a  circulation  of  7,000  daily, 
and  its  contents  were  about  evenly 
divided  between  editorial  and  advertis- 
ing matter 

Though  The  Dramatic  Chronicle  dur- 
ing its  first  years  was  primarily  a  theatri- 
cal paper,  its  youthful  publishers  had 
other  ends  in  view.  There  was  mixed 
with  the  featured  theatrical  news  judi- 
cious amounts  of  general  and  political 
news — local,  national  and  foreign.  There 
was  also  amusing,  pointed  and  satirical 
comment  upon  such  items  of  this  news 
as  warranted  it,  upon  the  contemporaries 
and  rivals  of  the  little  paper,  who  were 
inclined  to  be  scornful  of  it,  and  upon 
personalities  in  public  life,  who  were 
given  to  pompous  airs  and  gestures  These 
comments  and  the  general  aggressive- 
ness of  the  De  Young  brothers  played  a 
big  part  in  the  ready  recognition  of  the 
paper. 

When  The  Dramatic  Chronicle  was 
bu:  three  months  old,  it  "scoop- 
ed" every  daily  publication  in  San 
Francisco  on  a  piece  of  news  of  national 
importance — the  assassination  of  Presi- 
dent Lincoln,  which  occurred  on  the 
evening  of  April  15,  1S65.  At  that  time 
no  paper  in  the  city  had  private  tele- 
graph service  and  news  services  had  not 
yet  come  into  existence.  The  San  Fran- 
cisco morning  papers  of  April  16th, 
accordingly,  appeared  without  a  word 
of  the  tragic  shooting,  which  had  taken 
place  in  Washington,  D.  C,  the  previous 
evening  Michael  DeYoung,  however, 
was  in  the  habit  of  making  early  morn- 
ing visits  to  the  Western  Union  office  to 
pick  up  any  likely  eastern  news  stories 
that  might  come  in.  On  the  morning  of 
April  16th,  about  eight  o'clock,  he  was 
in  the  telegraph  office  when  the  first 
news  of  the  assassination  to  reach  the 
West  clicked  over  the  wires. 

DeYoung  dashed  to  his  own  office. 
All  hands  turned  to  work  and  within  a 
couple  of  hours  the  city's  first  "extra" 
dealing  with  the  tragedy  was  on  the 
streets.    When    further    details    of    the 


The  early  and  reckless 

days  of  a  paper  now 

grow  11  safely  beyond 

"■opinions'* 

by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

shooting  were  obtained  a  second  "extra" 
was  issued.  At  confirmation  of  Lincoln's 
death,  hysteria  seized  the  San  Francisco 
populace.  Its  large  Southern  faction  re- 
joiced-— but  very  discreetly.  Those  with 
Northern  sympathies  cursed  the  South 
and  all  its  hot-headed  dramatists. 
Several  mobs  quickly  formed  to  clean 
the  town  of  all  newspapers  and  editors 
of  Southern  sentiments  and  sympathies. 
The  rabble  descended  upon  the  plant  of 
The  Democratic  Press,  strewing  its  type 
and  office  equipment  all  over  the  street. 
The  Neius  Letter  fared  in  the  same 
fashion.  Police  reserves  were  called  out, 
but  contented  themselves  with  follow- 
ing the  mob  about  to  see  that  it  did 
nothing  more  serious  than  wreck  furni- 
ture. 

All  of  which,  of  course,  constituted 
first-class  "extra"  material.  Michael 
DeYoung  spent  a  frantic  day  between 
the  wake  of  the  rabble  and  his  own 
office.  Charles  DeYoung  and  his  staff 
spent  an  equally  hectic  day  turning  out 
"extras,"  the  cost  of  which,  undoubted- 
ly, ran  far  beyond  the  day's  cash  revenue. 
But  the  expenditure  was  quite  justified. 
The  infant  Dramatic  Chronicle  was 
definitely  placed  upon  the  San  Francisco 
journalistic  map. 

In  an  issue  of  January,  1S67,  is  to  be 
found  a  second  typical  illustration  ot 
the  DeYoungs'  editorial  tactics.  To 
quote:  "The  trivial  little  Call  is  under- 
taking to  persuade  the  working  people 
that  scarcity  of  work  and  depression  of 
wages  are  directly  occasioned  by  a 
"radical  Congress"  .  .  .  We  have  said 
before  that  The  Call  is  both  a  philoso- 
pher and  statesman  ...  Its  influence  over 
the  mental  phenomenon  of  chamber 
maids  and  cork  biddies  is  almost  un- 
limited." Apparently,  even  in  those 
remote  days,  The  Call  was  the  benevo- 
lent, self-appointed  mentor  of  shop  girls 
Baiting  the  paper  tor  its  political,  social 
and  economic  juvenilities  seems  to  have 
been  the  favorite  sport  of  San  Francisco's 
editors  of  the  time — a  pastime  now 
monopolized  by  The  Argonaut  and 
pursued  with  the  gusto  of  a  football 
warrior  and  solemnity  of  a  high  priest. 
July  1,  1S6S,  the  first  issue  of  The 
Overland  Monthly  appeared,  edited  by 
Bret  Harte.  Literary  San  Francisco  was 
in  a  flutter  over  this  event,  and  it  was 

Continued  on  page  27 


JUNE,  1930 

Hacienda  lie  los  Ainigos 

Tii  spirit  of  the  carlv  California  Spanish 
haciendas  has  been  re  created  in  the  Del 
Monte  ranch  home  ol  Coi  Harold  L  Mack 
by  the  use  of  crude  hand  methods  ol  build 
ing  similar  to  those  employed  by  the  former 
Dons  The  two  teet  thick  walls  are  of  chalk- 
stone  quarried  on  the  ranch  and  laid  by  un- 
skilled labor.  The  roof  and  floor  tiling  is 
hand  made  and  hand  laid  The  roof  and 
floor  timbers,  and  even  the  flooring,  were 
cut  out  by  hand  from  huge  redwood  trees 
in  the  Santa  Cruz  mountains.  Four  years 
were  required  for  the  building  which  was 
done  under  the  supervision  of  Edward  Ray- 
mond Moflitt  who  also  selected  the  antiques 
and  designed  the  hand  made  furniture  with 
which  the  hacienda  is  furnished  throughout 
The  home  is  the  result  of  a  lifelong  dream 
on  the  part  of  Col.  Mack  who  wished  a 
place  where  he  would  be  surrounded  by 
beautv  which  he  personally  helped  to  create. 


19 


20 


THE   SAX   FRANCISCAN 


Mrs.  Harry  Hill 


Who  has  returned  to  San  Francisco,  following  a  six  months'  sojourn  in  Europe. 


JUNE,  1930 


21 


the  iieignimp  inwviv 


WEDDINGS 

HOI. 1. 1  NS-CHASE.  Oti  May  .!,  at  Pebble  Beach, 
Mr.  McKim  Hollins,  s.m  .it  Mr.  and  Mrs.  II  B. 
Hollins  of  New  York,  and  Mi*-  Isabel  Chase,  daugh- 
ter "i  Mi.  Horace  Blanchard  Chase  and  the  late  Mrs. 

t  ti.i^< 

FURBUSH-MAI  E  On  May  19,  Dr.  Claude  Fur- 
bush,  snii  of  Mi.  and  Mrs.  George  Furbush  of  Ala- 
meda, and  Miss  Frances  Mace,  daughtei  of  Dr.  and 
Mrs.   Lewis  Sayre   Mace. 

HOFFMAN-GIANINNI.  On  Mas  24,  Mr.  Clif- 
ford Hoffman  and  Miss  Claire  Gianinni,  daughter  of 

Mi    and  Mrs.  Ani.-nU-n  1*.  Cianinni. 

DICKEY-HURN.  On  Maj  28,  Mr.  William  Du- 
vail  Dickey,  son  oi  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  II  Dicke) 
of  Monterey,  and  Mrs.  Florence  Russell  Hum,  daugh- 
tei oi  M is.  Atherton  Russell. 


ENGAGEMENTS 

ALLAN-BALDWIN.  Mrs.  Margaret  Aspinwall 
Allan,  daughter  oi  Mr.  and  .Mrs.  Clarence  Aspinwall 
oi  Washington,  I).  C,  to  Mr.  John  Baldwin,  son  oi 
Mr.  Alexander  K.  Baldwin  and  the  late  Mrs.  Baldwin. 

DUFF-PI LLSB TRY.  Miss  Margery  Huff,  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Wallace  Chapin,  to  Ml 
Charles  Tayloi  Pillsbury,  son  oi  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace 
D.  Pillsbury. 

HAMILTON-AINSWORTH.  Miss  Heath  Ham- 
ilton, daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fletcher  Hamilton, 
to  Mr  John  C.  Ainsworth  of  Los  Angeles,  s.m  of  the 
late  Mr".  Harry  Ainsworth  and  Mrs.  Ainsworth. 

K  I  ERULFF-FENGER.  Miss  Dorothy  Kierulff, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Kierulff,  to  Mr. 
Austin  Bryan  Fenger,  son  of  Mrs.  John  A.  Fenger 
md  the  late  Mr.  Fenger. 

MADDUX-HAIZLIP.  Miss  Meredith  Maddux, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Parker  S.  Maddux,  to  Mi. 
Raymond  Haizlip,  formerly  of  Virginia. 

SPLIVALO-BAIRD.  Miss  Elizabeth  Splivalo, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Lavina  Splivalo,  to  Mr.  Walter 
Boward  Baird,  son  of  Mrs.  Mary  Flavin  Baird  of 
Los  Angeles. 

THOMAS-BULL.  Mrs.  Grace  Melius  Thomas  of 
Los  Angeles,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  J.  Melius, 
to  Mr.  Charles  Caldwell  Bull,  son  of  the  late  Mr.  and 
Mrs    Alpheus  Hull. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  Weida  (Flora  Miller  Lang* 
ton)  are  visiting  in  San  Francisco  from  their  home  in 
Dolok  Merangir,  Sumatra.  They  are  staying  with 
Mrs.  Weida'a  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Miller  gave  a  large  dinner  at  the  Hotel 
Mark  Hopkins  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Weida,  and 
Mrv  Miller  gave  a  tea  at  the  Francisca  Club  in  honor 
of  her  daughter.  Others  entertaining  for  M  r.  and 
Mrs.  Weida  include  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Gibson, 
Mrs.  Philip  E.  Bowles  Jr.,  Dr.  John  Strickler  and 
Mr.  Dunlap  Strickler.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Franklin 
Brooke.  Mrs.  Mark  Cerstle  Jr.,  and  Mrs.  Frederick 
W.   Bradley. 

Colon.!  .in.!  Mis.  Joseph  V.  Ku/nik  (  Lurline 
Spreckels  Eddj  I  have  been  visiting  in  San  Francisco, 

guests  foi  B  tune  at  the  St.  Fratu.-is.  Colonel  and  Mis. 
Kuznik,  whose  home  is  in  Paris,  spent  some  time  at 
the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Pagan  in  Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Charh-s  Wright  of  Philadelphia  was  the  house 

guest  of   Mr.   and    Mis.    Richard    McCrceiy   of    Builin- 

■   during  her  visit  lien-.    Mrs.  Wright  will  spend 

a    month    in     Honolulu    following    her    San     Francisco 

visit,  and  will  finish  the  summer  in  Santa  Barbara. 
Mr.  PreSCOtt  Scott  and  Mrs.  Redmond  Stephens  were 
among  the  peninsula  residents  who  entertained  Foi 
Mis.  Wright  during  her  stay. 

Mr.  Jean  de  St     I  1  to  t     tDtain  and    Mis. 

Henn  Porcstei  at  the  St.  Cyi  estati  in  San  Mateo. 
Mrs.  Forestei  v.  .!•  the  former  Mrs.  Whitman  Hobbs, 

Mrs.  Thornton  High  is  in  San  Francisco  on  a  \  i -.it 
from    Portland  and  is  Staying  at   the  Hillcrest. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clyde  Miller  "t  Los  Angeles  spent  a 
fortnight  visiting  their  son-in-lav  an. I  daughter,  Mr. 
I  i.ma  Fuller  in  Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Henry  T,  Burgin  of  Washington,  D.  C,  has 
er,  Mi-.   Richard  Derby  at  the 
latter1 

M i    .ml   Mr-    <  ■  ere  hosts  t,.  m r. 

and  Mis  Archibald  MacNicol  oi  New  York  at  the 
I  bblc  Beach. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Donald  McCoy  of  Pasadena  passed 
a  recent  holiday  w  eek-end  with  Mrs.  McCoy's  parents, 
ind  Mrs,   Douglas  tfcBryde,  at  their  home  in 
Iside. 

Mi*-.    Adelaide    Taylor    of    I  ited    lor    a 

time  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Edward  O.   I'ringle. 


M  r.  and  Mrs.    Nion  Tucker  of   Burlingame   w  ere 

hosts  recently  to  Mis.  Robert  Moss  of  Tokyo  and 
Mrs.  Moss's  sister  and  niece,  Mis.  Charles  Atkinson, 
and  Miss  Virginia  Atkinson  of  Pasadena.    Mis,  Muss 

shared  honors  at  a  tea  given  by  Miss  Tuekei  in  honoi 
of  her  house  guest  and  Mrs.  Cvril  MeN'ear  of  \ew 
York. 

Mr.  Foxhall  Keenc  of  New  York  was  a1  the  Pacifil 
Union  Club  and  on  the  peninsula  during  his  r«  <  enl 
sojourn  in  California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gardner  Morris  of  Chicago  an-  pass- 
ing   the    summer    at    the    Clifl     Hotel    and    are    being 

extensively  entertained. 

Mrs.  T.  Wain  Draper  has  Keen  visiting  with  her 
daughter,  Mrs.  Kirkwood  Donavin,  and  M  r.  I  >ona- 
vin,  at  their  home  on  Broadway. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  A.  Slater  (Frances  Ames) 
of  Montecito  were  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club 
tor  a  few  days  recently.  Mr.  and  Mis.  Jerd  Sullivan 
entertained  for  the  visitors  and  others  who  gave  par- 
ties in  their  honor  included  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edmunds 
Lyman,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Hearst  and  Mis.  John 
I  )rum. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  Moody  of  Xew  York  came 
to  California  on  their  honeymoon  and  were  enter- 
tained by  Mr.  Moody's  aunt,  Mrs.  William  Bowers 
Bourn,  at  Filoli  House,  San  Mateo.  Mrs.    Moody  was 

Miss  Anne  Cater  Laidlaw  of  Englewood,  New  Jersey. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  Folger  entertained  their 
daughter,  Mrs.  Cyril  McNear,  on  her  recent  visit 
from  New  York.  Mrs.  McNear  was  accompanied  by 
her  little  daughter.  This  month  Mrs.  McNear  will 
visit  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  McNear  at  their  place 
on  the  Russian  River. 

Colonel  Charles  B.  Stone  Jr.  and  his  son.  Lieu- 
tenant Charles  B.  Stone  III,  are  visiting  with  Col- 
onel Stone's  sister,  Mrs.  Alexander  F,  Douglas,  at 
the  Douglas  home  in  Scott  Street.  A  large  family 
dinner  was  given  for  the  visitors  by  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Douglas. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Herhert  Moffitt  gave  a  dinner  for 
Mrs.  William  Younger  shortly  before  her  departure 
for  Paris. 

Brigadier  General  C.  R.  KrauthofT,  U.  S.  A.  (re- 
tired i.  spent  several  weeks  at  the  Gift  Hotel.  Colonel 
KrauthofT  was  formerly  stationed  in  San  Francisco. 
Since  his  retirement  he  has  divided  his  time  between 
Washington,  D.  C,  and  Europe. 

Miss  Mabel  Wilson  of  New  York  has  been  the 
house  guest  of  her  grandmother,  Mrs.  William  Guff, 
at  the  latter's  home  in  Menlo  Park. 

During  the  time  that  Miss  Louise  Boyd  was  the 
house  guest  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Hills  in  Bur- 
lingame, Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hills  gave  a  dinner  for  her. 

Miss  Nancy  Scott,  who  traveled  in  Italy  with  her 
stepfather  and  mother,  Colonel  and  Mrs.  E.  O.  Bart- 
lett,  visited  her  uncle  Mr.  Prescott  Scott  in  Burlin- 
game on  her  return.  Miss  Scott  will  pass  most  of  the 
summer  with  her  father,  Mr.  Harry  H.  Scott,  at  his 
home  on  the  peninsula. 


HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  entertained  in  Burlin- 
game in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Hearst,  the 
occasion  being  a  dinner. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Louise  Sherer,  the  fiancee  of  Mr. 
Alanson  Wood  Green,  Mrs.  Harry  Johnson  of  San 
Rafael  entertained  with  a  luncheon  at  the  Francisca 
Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lindsay  Howard  have  returned  to 
their  home  on  the  peninsula  after  spending  some  time 
on  their  ranch  in  Mendocino  County. 

Mrs.  Felix  McGinnis  lias  returned  home  after  an 
extended  trip  through  the  East. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Hendrickson  are  establish..! 
in  Burlingame  where  they  will  spend  the  summer 
with  Mrs.  Hendrickson's  mother.  Mrs.  Wood  Armsby. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  G.  Norris  have  taken  pos- 
session of  their  new  home  in  Palo  Alto  aftei  spending 
two  months  in  Xew    York. 

Mr.    and    Mrs.    Decker    McAllister    plan    to    spend    a 

part  of  the  summer  with  Mrs.   McAllister's  parents, 

\l  r.    and     M  is.     Bernard     Ransome,    at    the    RanSi  MM 
country  home  in   Mt.   Diablo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Latham  McMullin  have  taken  pos- 
Bession  of  their  summer  home  at   Menlo  Park. 

Mi      and    Mrs.    George    Cameron    have    returned    to 
I         una  aftei    a  visit  in  New    York  where  the) 
accompanied   by    their  nu.r,    Mi--    Aileen    Tobm.    .01. 1 
Miss  Alice   Eastland. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Remo  Sbarboro  and  their  daughter, 

Miss    Yvonne   Sbarboro,   spent   a   fortnight   at   then 

try    place.    Sbarboro    Villa,    in    Asti,    Sonoma 

County.     They    entertained    a   large    party    of    quests 

over  a  recent   week-end. 

Miss  Evelyn  Barron,  who  lias  been  spending  the 
nasi  vear  abroad,  has  returned  to  her  home  in  San 
Slateo. 


Mr,  ami  Mrs.  Roger  Lapham  entertained  at  dinner 
shortly  after  reopening  theii  country  placi  in  Menlo 
Park. 

.Miss    Ann-     OdUe    Porter   has   announced    Jum 
as  the  date  of  her  marriage  to  .Mr.  Robert  Gage  Bur- 
niistei.    The  wedding  will  be  held  at  the  home  of  the 
bride's  parents,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Langley  Porterj  in  Val- 

lejo    Stieet.      Dr.    and    Mrs.     David    Armstrong    Taylor 

; ...  in  I >  entertained  at  dinner  for  tin  ouple. 

Mi.  am!  Mrs.  Wellington  Henderson  have  rented 
Miss  Ann    Brewer's  house  in  Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  C.  Jackling  entertained  with 

a  picnic  at  their  summer  place  at  Wood  side.  The 
night  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jackling's  return  from  their 
recent  world  cruise,  their  friends  on  the  peninsula 
gave  them  a  surprise  party. 

Mr.  ami    Mis.    Henry  Cartan  have  taken  the  Harold 

Casey  home  in  Woocfside  for  the  Bummer.    Mr.  and 

Mis.  Casey  will  travel  abroad  for  several  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Sergtus  EClotz  ("Barbara  Atkinson) 

whose    marriage    took    place    in    Pasadena    last    mouth 

have  taken  an  apartment  on  Russian  Hill. 

'  omplimenting  Miss  Katrine  Brenner,  who  will  bl 
on.  oi  the  June  brides,  Miss  Gladys  and  Doroth] 
Mills  recently  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Francisca  Club. 

Miss  Louise  Sherer,  who  will  he  married  to  Alan- 
son   W I  Green  on  June  4,  was  the  complimei  ted 

guest  .11  a  luncheon  given  by  Miss  Kathleen  ami  Miss 
t  lertrude    Byrnes. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  gave  a  large  Sunday 
luncheon  recently  in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  Mrs. 
Harry    M  ac  Farland   of    II.  mi  .lulu. 

Since  their  return  from  Europe  where  their  mar- 
riage took  place  a  few  months  ago.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
\\  ilh.itn  I.eib  have  been  entertained  by  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Richard  Mc( Yeery. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Ashe  has  returned  from  a  trip 
around   the  world. 

Mrs.  Wendell  P.  Hammon  was  hostess  to  a  gather- 
ing of  about  twenty  matrons  at  a  luncheon  party 
recently. 
^  Pro  Musica  assembled  at  the  de  Young  home  in 
(  alifornia  Street  recently  to  hear  the  music  of 
Maurice  Ravel.  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  was  hostess  at 
the  tea  that  followed. 

Miss  Lilia  Johnson  is  returning  from  Yassar  Col- 
lege this  month  and  will  pass  the  summer  with  her 
mother.  Mrs.   Harry  Johnson,  in  San  Rafael. 

Mrs.  Rudolph  Spreckels  has  opened  her  summer 
home  in  Sonoma  County  for  the  season.  A  number 
of  week-end  parties  are  being  arranged  by  Mrs. 
Spreckels. 

There  will  be  a  large  dinner  at  the  Menlo  Park 
Country  Club  on  the  night  of  June  2  1 . 

Honoring  two  brides-elect.  Miss  Anne  Odile  Por- 
ter and  Miss  Kate  Boardman.  Miss  Hettie  and  Mi-s 
Sarah  Stephenson  gave  a  dinner  party  at  their  home 
in  Jackson  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mi-.  Ceorge  Hearst  have  taken  the 
Walker  Kamm  house  on  the  peninsula  for  the  season 
and   were  dinner  hosts  there  recently. 

Miss  Maria  Antonia  Field  gave  a  reception  at  the 
Fairmont  Hotel  and  entertained  several  hundred 
friends.  An  interesting  feature  of  the  evening  was  a 
harp  concert.  The  hostess  herself  sang  a  group  of 
Spanish  songs. 

Mr.  and  Mis.  Marshal  Hale  are  sojourning  at 
Benbow ,  pending  the  completion  of  their  new  sum- 
111.  1    hi  ime  in  that  district. 

A   garden   party  will  lie  given  at  the  home  of   Mr. 
Louis    Welch    m    Hidden    Valley  on  June    15.   the  pro- 
to  be  turned  over  to  the  San  Francisco  College 
for  Women. 

Mi      and    Mrs     Thomas    Eastland    celebrated    their 

silvei     wedding    anniversary,    their    marriage    having 

taken    place    on    May    X,    1905.     A    number    ..!    their 

friends   cave   them   a   surprise   party   in   honor   of  the 

ii  .u. 

Mr.    and    Mrs.    T.    Danforth    Boardman  and   their 

are  spending  the  summer  in  Woodside.    Miss 

Kate  Boardman  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  country  home 

in  honoi    •>'■    M'ss   Frances   Mace  and  her  fiance.   Dr. 

Claude    Fnrbush. 

Mr.  ami  Mrs.  Charles  Blyth.  who  recently  spent 
six  months  in  New  York,  are  again  occupying  their 
San   M at.  1 .  home. 

Miss    Fve   Taylor  gave  a  dinner  and  dance  at   the 
country   place   in    Menlo   Park.     Miss   Aileen 
is  guest  of  honor. 

Mr,  and  Mis  Stewart  Lowery,  who  are  in  Menlo 
Paik    lor     thi'    summer,    have    been    entertaining 

They  gave  a  dinner  in  honor  of 
Mrs  Warren  Spiekcr  shortly  before  her  departure 
t.  a    I  [onolulu. 

Mt  .md  Mrs.  William  Parrott  recently  entertained 
a  group  "I  Friends  at  the  Parrott  ranch  in  the  Carmel 
Valley. 

Dl  and  Mi-  Grant  Seltridge  will  spend  the  sum- 
mer at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Mr.  Arnold  Scheier  entertained  at  a  buffet  supper 
at  the  home  of  Ins  parents.  Dr.  and  Mrs.  R.  B.  Scheier 
in  Hillsborougfa,  the  occasion  being  in  honor  of  Mi-s 
Margery    Dun    and   her  fiance.    Mr.    Taylor    Pillsbury, 

whost  wedding  "ill  take  place  on  June  19. 


22 


THE    SAN   FRANCISCAN 


The  Sports  Calendar 


International  Competition  Predominates  the  World  of  Sport 


The  feature  of  the  1930  sports  calen- 
dar is  international  competition 
American  sportsmen  are  meeting  in 
friendly  rivalry  this  year  most  of  the 
great  countries  across  the  big  seas  and 
the  sport  bill  of  fare  includes,  Polo,  Golf, 
Boxing,  Tennis,  Yachting, — Track  and 
Field  athletics. 

For  the  most  part  sport  competition 
between  the  various  countries  is  produc- 
tive of  good  results  in  that  it  brings  these 
peoples  together  in  their  playing  moments 
and  presumably  in  friendly  rivalry.  Un- 
fortunately there  have  been  cases  in 
former  years  of  bad  feeling  between  the 
competitors  and  more  particularly  among 
the  spectators  in  their  intense  desire  of 
seeing  their  countrymen  w-in  the  honors 
of  the  day.  There  was  the  case  of  the 
English  runner  having  a  walkover  in  the 
quarter-mile  event  of  the  Olympic 
championships  at  London  twenty  years 
ago  when  the  athletes  of  other  countries 
objected  to  the  decisions  handed  down 
by  the  officials  in  charge  And  in  the 
soccer  international  matches  in  which 
the  European  and  South  American 
countries  are  engaged,  the  spectators 
have  rushed  on  to  the  field  in  their  parti- 
san excitement  on  several  occasions  and 
the  opposing  players  have  been  escorted 
to  the  sidelines  by  the  police  and  officials 
to  escape  mob  attack  These  scenes  have 
threatened  to  call  a  halt  to  these  inter- 
country  games,  which  is  unfortunate,  as 
soccer  has  taken  quite  a  hold  on  the  Latin 
peoples.  Wales  and  Ireland  have  had 
disagreeable  experiences  with  the  Paris- 
ian crowds  in  their  rugby  international 
matches  and  only  cooler  and  wiser  heads 
have  prevented  the  cessation  of  these 
games. 

Fortunately  there  is  the  other  and 
more  pleasant  picture  to  paint.  It  is  one 
in  which  sportsmanship  is  the  pigment 
Countries  of  Europe,  Asia,  the  Anti- 
podes and  the  two  Americas  are  being 
drawn  closer  together  by  virtue  of  their 
meetings  on  the  field  of  sport  and  each 
and  every  country  possesses  ambassadors 
of  goodwill  by  virtue  of  their  innate 
sportsmanship  either  as  winners  or 
losers  It  is  a  far  cry  since  the  days  when 
runners  were  coached  how  to  gain  an 
advantage  by  trickery.  The  spirit  of 
fairness  is  today  more  marked  in  a  track 
and  field  meet  than  in  any  other  athletic 
endeavor.  Whether  it  be  a  duel  inter- 
collegiate meet,  a  sectional  champion- 
ship or  a  meeting  in  which  countries  are 
engaged,  the  athletes,  be  they  Germans, 
Japanese,  French,  British  or  Americans, 
have  a  sense  of  honor  that  speaks  vol- 
umes for  their  coaches    It  is  pleasing  to 


Editor's  Note — The  San  Fran- 
ciscan is  pleased  to  announce 
that  beginning  with  this  issue, 
"Bobs,"  the  veteran  sports 
writer  and  authority  will  write 
a  monthly  article  on  primary 
local  and  national  sporting 
events  and  topics. 

see  a  British  or  American  athlete,  pull- 
ing hard  tor  a  German  or  French  athlete 
to  break  the  world's  record  alter  he  him- 
self has  failed  in  a  qualifying  test.  The 
athletes  who  competed  in  a  special  meet- 
ing in  London  after  the  Olympic  games 
in  1928,  said  that  it  was  the  most  enjoy- 
able event  they  ever  competed  in 

Tennis  has  done  its  share  in  promot- 
ing good  fellowship  between  the 
nations  Norman  Brookes  of  Australia, 
our  own  "Little  Bill"  Johnston,  Cochet 
and  La  Coste  of  France,  Kumagae  of 
Japan  and  Cecil  Parke  of  England,  are 
among  those  who  have  gained  respect 
not  only  for  themselves  as  winning  and 
losing  sportsmen  but  also  for  the  coun- 
tries they  have  represented,  and  the  same 
may  be  said  of  their  sisters,  the  Wills, 
Godfrees,  Assums  and  Alvarez's  who 
have  been  prominent  in  international 
competition  in  recent  years  In  the  Davis 
Cup  series  the  French  players  have  latter- 
ly ruled  the  roost,  with  America  sitting 
in  the  runners-up  position,  but  there  are 
hopes  ot  the  younger  contingent  of 
American  players,  consisting  of  Van 
Ryn,  Allison,  Doeg,  Coen  and  Lott, 
Making  an  even  fight  for  the  honors 
betore  many  years  are  passed  Ledby  Mrs. 
Helen  Wills  Moody  there  is  little 
present  danger  of  America  losing  its 
supremacy  in  the  women's  department. 
The  young  Berkeley  matron  is  playing 
better  tennis  today  than  ever  and  is  in  no 
danger  of  losing  in  any  championship 
single  match  across  the  seas  or  in  her 
own  land 

Polo  is  coming  into  its  own  as  an 
international  sport.  Originally  an  East 
Indian  game  it  was  introduced  into 
England  by  the  army  officers.  Inter- 
national competition  between  England 
and  America  has  provided  excellent 
competition  with  the  honors  favoring 
this  country.  Tommy  Hitchcock,  the 
American  ace,  is  voted  by  most  critics 
to  be  the  best  all  round  player  of  all  time 
and  he   is  ably  seconded   by  a  trio  of 


by  "BOBS" 

young  skillful  horsemen  who  are  also 
expert  mallet  wielders.  California  polo 
enthusiasts  are  hoping  that  Eric  Pedley 
will  be  given  a  chance  to  prove  his  metal 
in  international  competition  against  the 
Britishers  this  fall  England  is  moving 
Heaven  and  Earth  in  an  effort  to  turn  the 
tables  on  its  rivals.  They  have  several 
great  players,  notably  Captain  Roarke, 
who  is  arranging  a  series  of  trial  matches 
in  England  in  order  to  select  the  best 
team  to  represent  "John  Bull"  in  his 
effort  to  regain  possession  of  the  West- 
chester Cup,  emblematic  of  the  Polo 
International  Championship. The  famous 
four  brothers  Ashton  ot  Australia  have 
gone  to  England,  with  thirty  ponies,  for 
the  trials 

Polo  is  fast  becoming  a  popular  game 
with  the  "Man  in  the  Street  "  A  few 
years  ago  the  game  was  considered  a 
harmless  hobby  for  the  idle  rich  who 
were  supposed  to  be  tied  to  trained 
ponies.  Now  the  "Man  in  the  Street" 
has  seen  this  game  with  its  risks  and 
thrills  and  has  voted  it  both  spectacular 
and  exciting  And  the  polo  "powers 
that  be"  are  catering  to  the  spectator 
by  developing  younger  blood  and  invit- 
ing university  students  to  join  the  fold. 
Such  tournaments  as  were  held  on 
Southern  California,  Del  Monte  and  the 
peninsula  fields  have  advanced  the  game 
appreciably  In  the  international  series 
of  the  "tomorrows"  the  Argentine 
players  will  have  to  be  reckoned  with 
Already  they  can  command  respect  from 
the  best  players  on  both  sides  of  the 
Atlantic. 

Sir  Thomas  Lipton  has  launched 
another  Shamrock  and  will  make 
his  fifth  attempt  to  "lift"  the  American 
Yachting  Cup  The  conditions  which 
govern  this  contest  do  not  please  yachts- 
men on  either  side  of  the  "Big  Pond" 
and  in  all  probability  an  effort  will  be 
made  after  the  challenge  races  held  in 
those  placid  Eastern  waters  this  fall  to 
revise  some  of  the  existing  rules  Most 
people  are  of  the  opinion  that  the  race 
should  be  run  without  handicap,  each 
country  beingempowered  to  build  which 
it  deems  to  be  the  fastest,  without  regard 
to  spread  of  sail. 

American  golfers  have  crossed  the 
seas  in  search  of  world's  honors  in  the 
Royal  and  Ancient  pastime,  the 
women,  led  by  Glenna  Collett,  the 
American  champion,  have  already  swal- 
lowed a  bitter  pill  No  American  golfer 
has  ever  won  the  British  women's  cham- 
pionship  though    on   several    occasions 

Continued  on  page  29 


23 


Ralph  Young 


Mh-II  lower  ill   \  i^lil 


24 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 
F 


Ior  the  first  time  since  its  re-building 
in  1907,  The  Palace  Hotel  has  had 
its  face  washed 

In  this  process,  the  man  on  the  street 


would  be  dining-room  companions  for 
the  voyage,  it  would  be  seemly  to  intro- 
duce themselves  as  a  beginning  to  a 
better    acquaintance     The   speaker,    ac- 


"  What!  no  pate  de  fois  gras?' 


manifested  a  vast  interest  It  was  some- 
thing of  a  shock  to  him  and  to  ourselves 
to  observe  twenty-three  years'  accumu- 
lation of  smoke,  dirt  and  grime  roll  off 
and  reveal  the  structure  as  built  of  cream 
colored  brick,  when  all  of  our  lives  we 
have  been  ready  to  swear  it  was  built  of 
dark  brick. 

That  the  Palace  should  thus  be  washed 
up  and  stripped  of  its  dark  coating 
moved  certain  members  of  the  architec- 
tural and  allied  professions  to  wrath  and 
to  the  point  of  protest  The  soil  and 
grime,  said  these  gentlemen,  represented 
mellowing  and  weathering  These  qual- 
ities are  artistically  sacred  and  it  was 
positively  sinful  to  do  away  with  them 
in  such  callous,  mechanical  fashion. 

In  accordance  with  ship  board  cus- 
tom, two  young  men  on  a  trans- 
Pacific  voyage  presented  themselves, 
upon  the  ocasion  of  the  first  meal,  to  the 
head  steward  to  be  assigned  to  their 
table  The  steward  led  them  to  a  table 
for  three.  Whereupon,  the  youths  fell  to 
wondering  who  would  be  given  the 
third  place  and  to  hoping  that  it  would 
not  fall  to  anyone  lacking  in  good  nature 
pleasant  manners  and  agreeable  appear- 
ance 

Their  fears  were  presently  set  at  rest. 
The  steward  led  to  the  vacant  chair  a 
beautifully  gowned  woman  of  striking 
appearance.  The  two  youths  visibly 
brightened. 

Assuming  the  role  of  spokesman,  one 
of  them  remarked  that,  since  the  three 


cordingly,  gave  his  name  as  Peter    By 
way   of  light    humor,    he   added   that, 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


though  he  bore  a  Biblical  name,  he  was 
not  an  apostle 

"My  name,"  said  his  companion, 
speaking  up  directly,  "is  Paul,  and  I  am 
not  a  disciple  " 

Both  waited  expectantly  for  the  lady 
to  speak. 

She  paused  and  hesitated  significantly; 
looked  trom  one  to  the  other  of  her  table 
companions  and  said  gravely,  "And  my 
name  is  Mary." 

As  you  may  be  observing,  the  plot  of 
the  Prohibition  question  is  thick- 
ening very  fast  these  days 

The  Digest,  which  has  always  been 
one  of  the  great  household  gods  of  what 
is  known  as  "the  better  and  more  moral 
elements"  of  the  community,  pushes  on 
with  its  wet-dry  poll  with  the  imper- 
sonality of  a  road  roller  and  with  results 
quite  as  crushing  to  the  claims  of  these 
same  "better  and  more  moral  elements" 
in  regard  to  public  sentiment  on  prohi- 
bition 

And  as  you  may  know,  corks  are  now 
strictly  taboo  You  may  have  your 
garage  full  of  dynamite  and  be  less  liable 
to  suspicion  and  official  investigation 
than  if  you  have  a  handful  of  corks  Just 
let  yourself  be  found  with  a  cork  on  your 
person  Just  let  one  little  cork  fall  out  of 


"B)'  Qad,  Mr.  Dinsmore,  I  believe  she  has  a  chance." 


Jl'.NE.  1930 


2S 


your  pant's  pocket  Would  you  be  able 
to  render  to  hostile  and  eagle-eyed  au- 
thorities satisfactory  explanation  tor  its 
presence1  Do  you  think  your  explanation 

that  you  "just  happened''  to  have  a  cork 
would  carry  weight  in  a  court  room  Ot 

course  not'  It  would  sound  silly  You 
wouldn't  have  a  legal  leg  to  stand  on 
and  all  sorts  ot  things  might  lawfully  be 
done  to  you 

Likewise  the  ban  has  officially  fallen 
on  ginger  ale  and  ice,  known  in  North 
Beach  restaurant  parlance  as  "set  ups  " 
Two  well  known  cafes  of  Little  Italv 
were  recently  raided  and  will  probably 
be  padlocked  for  a  year  for  selling  "set 
ups,"  into  which,  it  is  alleged  the  guests 
poured  gin,  whisky  or  what  have  you 
Certainly  they  did'  Who  the  devil  is 
going  to  drink  ginger  ale  and  shaved  ice? 
why,  not  even  a  prohibition  agent 
would  willingly  drink  more  than  one 
glass 

But  the  prize  development,  which  we 
have  saved  tor  the  last,  is  the  incident  in 
the  lobby  fund  investigations  at  Wash- 
ington, where  the  Anti-Saloon  League 
refused  point  blank  to  show  its  books 
on  the  expenditures  for  various  political 
and  election  campaigns  The  League,  its 
spokesmen  explained,  having  been  born 
at  a  prayer  meeting  was  conceived  (im- 
maculately) of  God  It  is  doing  God's 
work  Hence  it  is  immune  from  ques- 
tioning or  investigation  by  heretics, 
scoffers,  unbelievers  and  all  low  minded 
mortals  ot  this  world  and  its  business 
laws 

Coi'rts  of  law  continue  to  be  one  of, 
if  not,  the  best  inspirations  of  wit 
There  is  something  about  the  protentous 
gravity  of  court  in  session  that  produces 
more  real  flashes  ot  humor  than  the  most 
industrious  hack  can  drag  outot  his  brain 
bv  the  heels  Strained  faculties  falter  and 
lo !  we  have  the  wise-crack  ot  the  season. 

A  lawyer  in  one  of  our  San  Francisco 
courts  was  thundering  at  a  witness  in  a 
drunk  driving  case 

"Then  you  saw"  he  roared,  "that  this 
man  was  drunk !" 

"I  do  not,"  the  witness  returned 
angrily  "1  only  said  he  sat  in  his  car  tor 
three  hours  in  front  of  an  excavation 
waiting  for  the  light  to  turn  green 

Upon  counting  up  the  first  year's 
profits  tor  the  local  Fox  Theatre, 
the  management  ot  the  West  Coast  Fox 
Theatre  Corporation  has  found  that  the 
house  is  the  most  profitable  in  its  chain 
ot  s.}5  movie  palaces  Whereupon.  Allah 
is  praised.  Candles  are  lit.  Incense  is 
burned 

Revelations  issue  forth  from  the  far, 
high  places  where  dwell  the  gods  of  the 
Cinema  World  We  lesser  mortals,  who 
are  doomed  to  follow  the  march  of  the 
world's  great  events  through  the  news 
papers  or  radio,  learn  that  the  corpora- 


"O/i,  I  couldn't  go  .  .  .  tomorrow's  Sunday. 


tion  plans  to  expend,  within  the  near 
future,  eight  million  five  hundred  thou- 
sand dollars  ($8,500,000)  for  the  build- 
ing of  additional  Fox  Theatres  Oak- 
land, Berkeley,  Stockton,  San  Jose,  Bak- 
ersfield  and  Porterville  will  shortly  be 
able  to  point  with  varying  degrees  of 
pride  or  embarassment  to  a  brand  new 
Fox  Theatre 

This  news,  were  we  right  thinking 
people,  would  fill  us  with  joy  and  we  too 
would  rush  out  and  buy  candles  and 
incense  It  fills  us  only  with  sadness  But 
in  our  own  strange,  perverse  way  we  are 
optimists  and  can  see  silver  linings  We 
are  very  sorry,  of  course,  that  the  above 
named  towns  are  about  to  have  their 
collection  of  faulty  architecture  added  to 
Still,  we  find  consolation  in  the  fact,  that 
the  San  Francisco  Fox  Theatre  will 
stand  as  it  is  for  some  time  to  come  It 
will  be  quite  awhile  before  the  general 
growth  of  the  city  will  justify  the  build- 
ing of  something  bigger  and  gaudier 

The  S   S   Harvard  was  pitching  and 
rolling  its  way  toward  San   Fran 
Cisco  one  choppy  morning,  as  is  its  wont 
on  choppy  mornings   It  had  been  an  un- 
usually bad  night  and  most  of  the  pas 


sengers  were  feeling  rather  indisposed 
Two  in  particular  seemed  quite  "done 
in."  and  were  stretched  out  in  their  deck 
chairs,  their  eyes  closed,  their  wan  faces 
wearing  that  "broken  in  spirit"  look, 
produced  by  ?n<i/  dc  mcr 

Totally  indifferent  to  his  parents' 
misery,  their  young  offspring  was  having 
the  time  of  his  lite  straddling  the  boat's 
rail,  emitting  gleeful  shouts  with  each 
roll  ot  the  ship,  as  he  was  nearly  pitched 
headlong  into  the  water  His  mother 
finally  saw  him,  and  gathering  all  her 
strength  cried,  "stop.  Willie,  STOP'" 
But  Willie  completely  ignored  her  and 
went  on  "playing  horse  She  turned  to 
her  husband  and  gasped.  "John,  John, 
speak  to  Willie "'  With  a  tremendous 
clfort  her  husband  raised  his  head,  looked 
at  his  son.  and  in  a  feeble  voice  said, 
"hello  Willie'" 

A  San  Fr.vni  !st  vs  recently  returned 
from  a  short  visit  to  Hollywood — 
much  elated  over  the  stories  he  had  to 
tell  about  the  latest  fad  there  ot  having 
portraits  made  in  the  nude 

While  still  shaking  hands,  and  before 
answering  a  proper  how  do  you  do,  he 


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THE    SAN   FRANCISCAN 


H  E    Wh 


!:taVd 


Our  guillotine  has  been  for  several 
months  inactive — we  can't  he 
malevolent  just  on  principle — but  we 
are  shining  it  up  this  month  for  the 
"artists"  who  are  lowering  the  standards 
of  craftsmanship  under  the  influence  of 
The  New  Yorker. 

Almost  any  ten-thumbed  incompe- 
tent, knowing  nothing  of  drawing — and 
not  giving  a  damn — can  find  much  ap- 
plause for  his  (or  her)  scribbled  formless 
jitterings,  because,  for  some  esoteric  rea- 
son, such  insufferable  stuff  is  supposed  to 
be  "sophisticated."  (Nothing  could,  in 
reality,  be  farther  from  sophistication, 
except  most  "sophisticates .") 

I  suppose  there  is  some  social  signifi- 
cance in  this  neurotic  avoidance  of 
beauty;  there  would  seem  to  be  sadism 
behind  such  maligning  of  the  human 
body  (I  don't  speak  of  distortion,  which 
is  legitimately  employed  for  the  sake  of 
perfect  line,  nor  of  facility  sprung  from 
knowledge,  but  of  the  scribbling  which 
is  insensitive  to  line  and  the  interrelation 
of  masses  ) 

The  weak  semblance  is,  in  every  case, 
in  our  civilization,  smart,  chic,  modish 
We  have  fake  art  and  fake  music  and 
fake  literature.  No  artist  need  know 
anything;  ability,  nowadays,  my  dears, 
is  such  an  affront  to  one's  condescending 
patrons 

In  mentioning  The  Neiv  Yorker,  I  do 
not,  of  course,  include  the  fine  draughts- 
manship of  Garrett  Price,  I  Klein,  Rea 
Irvin,  Gardner  Rea,  Peter  Arno,  de 
Miskey,  or  of  certain  others  who  would 
not  permit  their  signatures  on  such 
swine  art. 

But  of  the  swine-artists,  the  mentally- 
vacuous,  the  spiritually  sterile,  the  de- 
spoilers:  To  the  tumbrils  with  'em 


"We  got  the  books  and  we  got  the.  fellow 
that  ivas  sellin'  'em,  but  we  can't  find 
this  guy  Voltaire  that  wrote  'em. 


"l^^Tow  that  such  a  man  as  Dwight 
X^l  Morrow  has  based  his  candidacy 
for  the  Senate  on'an  honest  and  clearly- 
stated  platform  of  Prohibition  repeal, 
we  expect  great  hordes  of  peanut  politi- 
cians to  see  the  light.  We  wish  that  we 
had  the  opportunity  to  vote  for  Mor- 
row; we  hope  devoutly  that  his  cam- 
paign will  be  successful;  and  we  assure 
all  peanut  politicians  that  they  will 
make  no  mistake  in  stumping  just  as 
wildly  now  for  repeal  as  hitherto  for 
enforcement. 

Which  brings  us  to  local  politics  and 
the  assertion  that  C  C  Young  is  just 
about  four  years  too  late  in  his  support 
of  the  Treasonable  Amendment  And 
Fitts  is  a  bit  too  early  in  standing  for 
election  almost  solely  on  the  promise  to 
assure  a  Hoover  delegation  to  the  1932 
convention.  By  that  time,  the  Noble 
Experiment  and  everyone  reaponsible 
for  it  will  be  starting  for  the  junk-heap. 
It  is  about  time  the  people  of  California 
elected  a  governor  worthy  of  the  respect 
of  the  citizens. 

What  this  country  needs  is  a  flock 
of  Boswells.  Most  of  our  wisest 
and  wittiest  discourse  is  wasted  We 
should  each  have  a  Boswell  at  our  heels 
But  there  are  none  available  We're  all 
potential  Johnsons  The  only  fellow  I 
know  who  might  be  a  good  Boswell 
for  me  is  too  busy,  when  we  are  together, 
out-Johnsoning  me  to  be  of  any  use 
Such  smart-aleck  practises  are  deplor- 
able. 

ERRATA;  In  spite  of  our  having 
personally  corrected  the  proofs  of  the 
essay  on  book-collecting  in  last  month's 
issue,  the  compositor's  gaucheries  ap- 
peared in  print.  Of  the  loss  of  a  semi- 
colon we  shall  not  speak;  but  at  the  re- 
tention of  the  word  "only,"  which  we 
deleted  as  a  mis-statement  of  the  num- 
ber of  John  Donne's  books,  we  protest 
Of  the  phrase  "my  first  first  edition," 
one  "first"  was  omitted,  making  it 
meaningless;  and  the  word  "anaesthetic" 
was  split  into  "an  aesthetic"  (the  com- 
positor apparently  believing  that  "an- 
aesthetic" means  "ether"  and  therefore 
couldn't  be  right.)  This  last  bull  still 
gives  us  gooseflesh;  not  only  did  it  alter 
our  meaning,  but  it  made  us  seem  to  be 
writing  barbarous  language.  Life  is  be- 
coming too  uncertain. 

"A  man  ivho  has  tried  idealism  in 
business  and  found  that  it  pays  ..." 
Magazine  article. 

Clip  the  coupon.  We  teach  idealism 
in  your  spare  time.  It  PAYS! 


"Pardon  me — uh — are  you  a 
nymphomaniac?" 

Prof  Hoover,  of  Stanford,  waxed  in- 
dignant over  the  criticism  of  certain  of 
his  remarks  to  his  class  about  militarism. 
He  wanted  to  know  what  had  happened 
to  the  traditional  sacrosanctity  of  the 
classroom;  he  made  it  clear  that  he  be- 
lieves in  the  impunity  of  pedagogues. 
When  and  how  and — most  impottantly 
— why  was  this  sanctity  established1 
I  suspect  that  it  is  an  innovation,  a  quite 
recent  defence  bv  the  pedagogues,  set  up 
in  panic  upon  recognition  of  clear  signs 
that  students  are  beginning  to  see 
through  the  collective  pedagogical  fog- 
headedness  However,  Prof  Hoover's 
class  were  only  engineers 

Bertrand  Russell,  in  Harper's,  asks, 
"Why  is  modern  youth  cynical7"  Mainly, 
I  should  say,  because  people  keep  asking 
why  is  modern  youth  cynical? 


mA  - 


7 


That's  News 

"A  jew  hundred  years  ago  any  kind 
oj  reading  ivas  considered  somewhat  of 
an  accomplishment.  Now  the  deaf  are 
able  to  read  a  speaker's  lips,  the  blind 
read  with  their  fingers  and  even  Bridge 
players  are  making  good  progress  in 
card-reading."  Sidney  Lenz  in  Judge. 

Send  marked  copies  to  Dept.  G29, 
Under-Sec'ty  for  Cognizance  of  Mil- 
lenium, Establishment  of  H.  G.  Wells 
Human  progress  can  go  no  farther 

"Your  nails  are  YOU"  Ad   caption. 

Which  makes  me  just  about  the 
dirtiest  fellow  I  know. 


JUNE,  1930 


27 


Tli«»  Daily  »rainali<* 
Chronicle 

<.  lorn  inued  fn  >m  page  18 

freely    predicted    that    the    publication 
would  completely  eclipse  The  Atlantic 

Monthly,  after  which  it  was  patterned 
/  he  DrdmaticOironicZecoollyatinounced 
that  it  had  heen  sent  a  copy  ol  1  he 
Overland  and  would  read  it  when  it  got 
around  to  it  A  day  or  so  later,  the  paper 
commented  upon  the  new  magazine  to 
the  etlect  that  its  poetry  was  average — 
no  hetter,  no  worse  than  the  poetry  being 
run  in  magazines  in  other  sections  of  the 
country.  The  fiction  was  criticised  as  not 
being  up  to  standard  and  small 
in  quantity.  The  Call's  opinion  that 
Western  subscribers  to  The  Atlantic 
Monthly  could  cancel  their  subscriptions 
by  reason  ol  having  in  The  Overland  a 
Western  publication  of  equal  merit  was 
entirely  discredited. 

The  Dramatic  Chronicle  proposed  to 
go  right  on  reading  The  Atlantic  Month- 
ly It  continued  also  to  read  The  Over- 
land and  took  occasion  to  speak  very 
favorably  ot  Harte's  incomparable  Luck, 
o)  Roaring  Camp  but  it  did  not  hesitate 
to  criticise  him  sharply,  at  another  time, 
tor  several  passages  ot  poorly  worded, 
poetic  vagaries  The  Dramatic  Chronicle 
was  critical.  It  evaluated  things  and 
people  tor  what  they  were.  It  expressed 
its  findings  without  reservations — a 
policy,  alas,  at  which  the  present  paper 
raises  horrified  hands 

In  September,  1868,  The  Dramatic 
Chronicle  abandoned  its  free  circula- 
tion policy  and  became  a  regular  daily, 
The  Chronicle.  The  De Youngs  had  real- 
ized the  object  tor  which  they  had  been 
steadily  working  trom  the  first  As  The 
Chronicle,  the  paper  still  flourishes;  its 
chief  glories  being,  perhaps,  that  in  a 
chain  system  age  it  is  still  an  indepen- 
dently owned  enterprise,  and  holds  itselt 
safely  above  wallowing  in  luridly  yellow 
sensationalism 

Pascal  Ton  ri  clot  Ic 

( i>ni  inued  fn  im  page  10 

compose,  which  would  rival  Faust  in 
drama,  and  Tristan  in  music,  and  gazed 
across  at  me  with  a  puzzled  look  in  his 
blue  eyes. 

"Ah,  Mon  Vieux,  was  there  some- 
thing about  which  I  promised  to  tell 
you?  ' 

I  reminded  him  that  tor  the  past  three- 
quarters  ot  an  hour  he  had  been  about  to 
tell  me  the  storv  ot  his  life 

"What'  Did  I  say  that,  Monsieur? 
Could  1  have  been  so  indiscreet1  And  to 
a  stranger1  Alas,  alas,  what  have  I 
done  ' 

He  became  quite  excited  I  cried  to 
calm  him  in  vain    He  banged  with  his 


Q, 


R    SPORTS    WEAR, 

for  vacation  wear,  for  man's  every 
moment  of  splendid  leisure  and  fash- 
ionable recreation,  Knox  provides  the 
correct  apparel,  what  Fashion  recom- 
mends and  what  comfort  calls  for. 
C?o  If suits  Cjflannel  trousers 

j-piece  sport  suits  Gflannel  coats 

Separate  knick\ers '  sports  jackets 

Imported  sweaters  <£triped  blazers 

zjilan  -J)CcJfee's  £ondon-made  golf  shoes, 
riding  and  polo  boots 

—  and  Knox  strafe  hats  for  every  occasion 


KNOX 

^/ivo  Qj/iops  in  CJan  ^fxancisco 


5 i GRANT 
A  V  E  N  U  K 


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HOTEL  ST. 
F  R  A  N  C I  S 


28 


THE    SAN   FRANCISCAN 


For  th 


ose  who 


live   on   a   norma 
sensible  basis 


•  •  • 


The  beauty  of  the  Hotel 
Lexington  .  .  .  the  luxury 
of  its  modern  appointments 
.  .  .  the  distinguished 
quality  of  its  French  cuisine 
.  .  .  are  available  at  such 
moderate  rates  that  many 
guests  who  come  for  a  day 
or  a  week  are  staying 
permanently. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 


801  ROOMS 


Each  with  private  bath  (tub  and  shower) 

circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
341  rooms  with  double  beds, 

I  person  ..... 
These  same  341  rooms  for  two 

persons    ..... 
229  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
231  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
Transientorpermanentaccommodations 


$4 
*5 
$6 
$7 


Club  breakfast     .     .     .     75c 

Special  luncheon     .     .  $1.00 

Table  d'hote  dinner   .  $2.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

HOTEL 
LEXINGTON 

LEXINGTON  AVE.  at  48th  ST.      NEW  YORK  CITY 

Frank  Gregson,  Mgr.  Phone  MURray  Hill  7401 

Direction  of  American  Hotels  Corporation 
J.  Leslie  Kincaid,  President 


hand  on  the  top  of  the  table  The  brace- 
let tinkled  on  the  marble 

"You  like  it,  Monsieur7" 

Glad  or  a  chance  to  change  the  topic,  I 
answered : 

"Yes  It  must  be  very  valuable.  A 
keepsake,   perhaps?" 

"This,  Monsieur,  I  give  to  you,  if  you 
will  forget  that  I  promised  to  confide  to 
you  the  story  of  my  life.  It  is  too  sad. 
Too  deeply  involved  in  international 
politics  ever  to  be  divulged  I,  Pascal 
Tourtelotte,  give  it  to  you!" 

Before  I  could  remonstrate,  he  had 
flung  it  down  on  the  table  Then  he 
burst  into  tears; 

"Ah,  Clarise,  Eloise  and  Yvette! 
What  do  you  three  think  of  me  now? 
But  it  is  done.  I  have  given  it  to  the 
wealthy  gentleman  whom  I  have  never 
before  met  There!  Wear  it  Monsieur, 
and  never  remove  it  for  the  sweet 
memory  of  Clarise,  Yvette,  and  Eloise!" 

I  knew  that  he  was  quite  mad,  but  I 
very  foolishly  tried  to  slip  it  back  on  his 
wrist.  He  flung  my  hand  from  him. 

"Monsieur,  Monsieur!  I — Pascal 
Tourtelotte,  never  brook  interference!  I 
am  an  old  man  now,  Monsieur,  and 
Eloise,  Yvette,  and  Clarise  will  forgive 
me    I  go!" 

He  sprang  up  from  the  table,  clutched 
his  hat,  darted  across  the  room,  and 
before  I  could  stop  him,  was  gone  .  .  . 

Marie  came  in  at  this  moment,  and  I 
called  her  over. 

"Who  was  that  gentleman   Marie?" 

"The  one  who  left  you  to  pay  his  bill, 
Monsieur?  I  do  not  know." 

"But  Marie"  I  said  to  the  old  Shylock, 
"he  kissed  you." 

"Ah,  sir,  I  was  too  astonished  to  do 
anything.  If  he  had  kissed  my  hand,  I 
should  have  ordered  him  out.  Yes,  that 
is  what  I  would  have  done.  But — dressed 
as  he  was — don't  you  think  he  had  a  very 
handsome  mustache,  Monsieur?" 

1  did  not.  And  when  Marie  put  forth 
her  hand  tor  the  reckoning,  I  began  to 
think  that  Pascal  Tourtelotte  was  not 
quite  so  insane  as  he  had  appeared. 

As  I  reached  for  my  wallet,  I  realized 
that  I  was  still  holding  the  bracelet.  I 
looked  at  it  more  closely  than  I  had  had 
opportunity  when  he  had  excitedly 
waved  it  before  my  face.  I  laughed  in 
chagrin.  It  was  a  little  circlet  of  white 
celluloid  bound  with  gilt  tin! 

"I  think,"  said  I,  "that  he  was  a 
crook!" 

"But  no  one  who  is  not  perfectly 
honest  comes  here,  Monsieur,"  spoke 
Marie  indignantly. 

I  described  the  course  of  events  in 
bitter  tones.  Marie  listened  with  a  toler- 
ant grin  on  her  expansive  face.  When  I 
had  finished  she  clapped  her  damp  hands 
together  loudly. 

"But  how  charmingly  done!  Surely, 
Monsieur,  he  was  a  poet!" 


THIS/ART   OF 


hootiiw 
/acauorp 


IT  should  be  one  of  the  world's  well- 
known  places,  of  course.  A  place 
where  smart  people  set  a  tolerant  vogue 
of  careful  negligence  in  dress;  where 
wardrobe-packing  isn't  a  problem. 

A  place,  too,  that  furnishes  a  whole- 
some change  in  climate  and  altitude.  If 
it  gives  you  an  opportunity  to  gaze  on 
Nature's  mighty  miracles  and  hear  breezes 
in  the  pines  at  night,  a  little  uplift  of 
mind  and  spirit  won't  do  a  bit  of  harm. 

And  then  because  it's  near — easy  to 
reach,  easy  to  return  from  without  travel 
weariness,  easy  on  your  checkbook  stubs 
— this  little  summer  jaunt  to  giant  Yo- 
semite  becomes  the  pinnacle  of  vacation- 
choosing  art. 

The  Ahwahnee  is  home  de  luxe  .  .  . 
a  wealth  of  color  and  luxury  within  walls 
hewn  from  native  Yosemite  granite. 
Rates  from  $10  a  day  upward,  Ameri- 
can Plan.  Or  you  may  choose  from  the 
popular  resort-lodges  and  High  Sierra 
trail  camps,  at  rates  as  moderate  as  $4. 
a  day,  American  Plan. 

See  your  travel  agent  or  Yosemite 
Park  &  Curry  Co.,  39  Geary  St., 
San  Francisco;  604  \V.  Sixth  St.,  Los 
Angeles;  and  Yosemite  National  Park. 


YOSEMITE 

ir MARIPOSA  BIG  TREES 


JUNE, 1930 


29 


in 


O  full  days 

HAWAII 


20-Day  Vacation  Tours  .  .  .  all- 
inclusive-cost, Los  Angeles  back 
to  Los  Angeles  .  .  .  from  $330! 

Sail  in  a  luxurious  LASSCO  liner 
over  the  delightful  southern  route  to 
HAWAII  !  To  her  cool,  gorgeous 
beauty  .  .  .  her  millions  of  colorful 
flowers  . . .  her  thrilling  surf  sports  . .  . 
and  strange  volcanic  wonders! 

LASSCO'S  fleet,  headed  by  the  lux- 
urious flagship,  "City  of  Los  Angeles," 
providesa  splendidly  balanced  sen  ice. 
assuring  convenient  choice  of  sailing 
dates  and  stateroom  accommodations 
that  exactly  meet  your  preference. 
Three  to  five  sailings  per  month. 

All-inclusive-Cost  Tours  .  .  .  from 
$285  and  $3 30  .  .  .  Los  Angeles  back 
to  Los  Angeles,  depending  on  liner 
and  accommodations  selected.  Cost 
includes  Hawaii's  chief  points  of  in- 
terest, with  a  memorable  inter-island 
trip  to  Hilo  and  a  thrilling  tour 
through  Volcano-land. 

Detailed  information  .  .  .  and  reser- 
vation* are  available  at  the  nearest 
travel  bureau,  or  .  .  . 

LASSCO 

LOS  ANGELES  STEAMSHIP  CO 

R.  V.  CROVCDER,  Passcn9er  Traffic  Mjr. 
685  Market  St., Tel.  DA  venport  4210 
OAKLAND:  412  I3th  St.,   Tel.  OA  Hand  I436 
H.  C.  Capwell  Co.     .    .      Tel.  LAkes.de  IMI 
BERKELEY-  9l48CcnterSt.  Tel.  THornwallOOoO 


The  Sports  Calendar 

Continued  from  page  22 

Uncle  Sam's  daughter  has  reached  the 
finals  and  been  installed  as  favorite  In 
the  team  matches  the  Americans  were 
swamped  by  their  British  sisters. 

But  the  amateur  men  golfers  ot  this 
country,  with  the  peerless  Bobby  Jones 
as  skipper,  added  another  to  their  un- 
broken series  of  victories  in  the  Walker 
Cup  team  matches,  winning  as  they  did 
two  years  ago  in  Chicago  without  a 
show  of  opposition  trom  the  British 
amateurs.  The  American  professionals 
have  shown  themselves  to  be  superior  to 
their  British  cousins  in  individual  com- 
petition, yet  on  two  previous  occasions 
have  lost  their  team  matches  for  posses- 
sion of  the  Ryder  Cup.  It  is  difficult  to 
explain  when  we  note  how  consistently 
the  Americans  carry  off  the  honors  and 
most  ot  the  leading  places  in  the  British 
Open  Championship,  which  has  come 
to  be  recognized  as  the  Blue  Riband  of 
goltdom. 

Concerning 

Continued  from  page  13 

of  Dr.  Valentiner,  prominent  German 
critic,  is  giving  Carroll  a  substantial  sal- 
ary and  a  good  studio  as  inducement  to 
spend  next  winter  there  giving  criticism. 
He  is  in  demand  for  lectures  wherever 
he  goes  for  his  viewpoint  is  considered 
a  prophetic  one  in  American  Art. 

John  Carroll's  art  belongs  more  to  a 
possible  tomorrow  than  to  the  today 
except  as  one  finds  the  present  among  the 
sophisticated  city  dwellers  Carroll  senses 
the  rhythms  of  jazz,  the  pulse  of  move- 
ment and  idea  that  permeates  the  life  of 
today,  forecasting  a  somewhat  synthetic 
future  His  subtle  grey  tones,  the  elusive 
spirit  of  his  figures,  the  arbitrary  accents 
in  his  drawings  speak  ot  a  life  where 
ideas  are  reality,  where  the  superficial 
structure  reared  by  modern  civilization 
is  the  only  actuality  Today  Carroll's 
work  speaks  ot  New  York  because  there 
such  lite  is  evident  Tomorrow  his  wrok 
may  speak  as  eloquently  ot  conditions  in 
San  Francisco. 

Captain  Ito  Shinji  called  it  "good 
luck"  when  the  new  motorship 
Tatsuta  Maru  crossed  the  Pacific  in 
record  time  on  her  maiden  voyage  This 
sounds  like  mere  modesty  when  one 
knows  the  preparation  that  preceded  the 
voyage. 

Twelve  days  and  eight  hours  from 
Yokohama  to  San  Francisco !  That  is 
the  record  of  the  first  all-Japanese  built 
and  motored  passenger  liner  Back  of 
that  record  are  the  years  ot  training  in 
foreign  countries  of  the  shipbuilders  and 
designers;  years  of  engineering  which 
led  to  the  perfection  of  the  Mitseu  Bishi 


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In 

A  day 

that  took 

2000  years 

to  make 

JNIorthward  from  San 
Francisco,  halfway  south 
from  Portland,  a  shaggy 
California  shadow  stretches 
into  Oregon,  and  under- 
neath it  there's  a  day  that 
took  2000  years  to  make.  It 
is  the  day  en  route  to  the 
Pacific  Northwest,  or  back 
again,  that  sees  you  through 
the  Redwood  Empire. 

TheRedwood  Empire  tour 
can  be  a  feature  of  your  trip 
to  theNorthwest  via  Shasta 
Route,  for  but  S  10.40  more. 
Comfortable  motor  coaches, 
(with  glass  tops,  so  you  can 
see  how  high  the  big  trees 
really  are),  speed  you 
through  a  hundred  miles  of 
Redwood  forest. 

Low  round  trip  fares  on  Pa- 
cific Coast  now  in  effect.  Low 
fares  East  on  sale  until  Sept. 
30.  Return  limit  Oct.  31. 

Southern 
Pacific 

E.  W.  CLAPP 

General  Passenger  Traffit  Manager 
San  Francisco 


30 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


YOUTH 

AT  THE 

WHEEL 


Adventure   ahead   and    the   zesr 
enjoy   it.   Age  does  not  matter 
—  twenty  or  forty — it's  the  youthful 
spirit  that  counts. 

It  is  Youth  that  snaps  up  new 
models  —  Youth  that  is  keen  for 
style.  Youth  knows  both  highways 
and  skyways.  Youth  demands 
modern  books,  sees  modern  plays, 
keeps  the  wheels  of  progress  hum- 
ming. 

And  it  is  men  and  women  such 
as  these  —  young  in  years,  or  in 
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edited  in  the  modern  manner — at- 
tuned to  the  swift  tempo  of  today 
— alert  for  the  changes  of  tomor- 
row. 

To  advertisers,  the  Call-Bulletin's 
great,  youthful  audience  means: 
Ambition — desires,  and  the  means 
to  satisfy  them  — quick  response  to 
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Tursai  diesel  engine,  which  is  the  Japa- 
nese improvement  on  the  Swiss  diesel; 
and  the  years  of  experience  of  the 
captain. 

Captain  Ito  was  chosen  to  command 
the  new  vessel  because  he  is  one  of  the 
finest  sea  captains  Japan  has  produced. 
His  record  includes  twenty-six  years  of 
active  service.  He  graduated  from  the 
Tokyo  Navigation  School  in  1903  and 
saw  service  first  on  the  Taisai  Maru  in 
those  days  when  it  was  not  uncommon 
to  spend  sixty  days  in  the  trans-Pacific 
voyage.  Subsequently  he  was  given 
command  of  the  Kushiro  Maru,  Ko- 
kura  Maru,  Totori  Maru,  Maksuei 
Maru,  Shidzuoka  Maru  and  the  Siberia 
Maru  He  has  crossed  the  Pacific  eighty- 
six  times 

As  captain  of  the  Siberia  Maru,  Cap- 
tain Ito  took  Prince  Chichibu  to  the  bed- 
side of  his  dying  father,  the  Emperor, 
for  which  he  received  a  decoration.  He 
also  was  decorated  by  the  Crown  Prince 
of  Sweden  as  Knight  of  the  First  Order 
of  Wassa  in  recognition  of  services  when 
the  Crown  Prince  was  on  board  the 
Siberia  Maru. 

Captain  Ito  captained  the  Siberia 
Maru  until  June  29,  1929.  Then  he  was 
sent  to  the  Atlantic  to  travel  and  study 
modern  methods  He  made  six  cross- 
ings on  board  the  Bremen,  the  Aqui- 
tania,  He  de  France,  George  Washing- 
ton, Augustus,  and  Kingsholm,  all  new 
ships  known  for  their  fine  service.  After 
this  period  of  observation,  Captain  Ito 
returned  to  Japan  to  supervise  the  com- 
pletion of  the  Tatsuta  Maru  in  the  ship- 
yards at  Nagasaki  and  to  superintend  the 
installation  of  her  equipment.  And  after 
all  this  preparation  for  the  voyage,  Cap- 
tain Ito  says  it  was  "luck"  that  brought 
the  Tatsuta  to  San  Francisco  in  record 
time. 

"Luck?"  Probably  the  same  sort  that 
gave  the  captain  a  score  of  47  and  52  on 
the  Presidio  golf  course  when  he  played 
while  the  ship  was  in  port.  The  sort  of 
luck  that  bolsters  up  his  hope  to  meet 
the  United  States'  golf  champion  some 
day. 

Those  Were  The  Days 

Continued  frum  page  16 

yet  it  is  located  on  the  crown  of  a  hill  so 
steep  that  a  footman  cannot  ascend  it 
without  frequent  intervals  of  rest,  but  by 
the  use  of  the  Clay  street  cable-road  the 
summit  is  one  of  positive  luxury. 
(And  all  for  a  nichj.e.) 

"On  this  hill  will  be  found  residences 
ot  Ex-Governor  Leland Stanford,  Charles 
Crocker,  and  the  widow  of  Mark  Hop- 
kins, every  one  of  which  cost  a  million 
or  more  dollars. 

"Montgomery  street  is  to  San  Fran- 
cisco what  Wall  street  is  to  New  York, 


JUNE,  1930 


31 


7//c  World  Famous 


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vaSsador 

S*      LosAmfcles 


Miss  Mary  Garden 

in  one  of  a  large  num- 
ber of  unsolicited  com- 
ments by  world  famous 
celebrities,  writes: 

"Why  live  elsewhere 

when  the  Ambassador, 

the  most  beautiful  hotel 

in  the  world,  is  here!" 


No  hotel  in  the  world 
offers  more  varied  at- 
tractions .  . .  superb  27- 
acre  Park,  with  minia- 
ture golf  course,  open- 
air   plunge   and   tennis 

\<S5=^'  courts.  Riding,  hunting 
and  all  sports,  includ- 

''££/£.    ing      18-hole     Rancho 
Golf  Club  and  Archery- 
Ranges.  Motion  picture 
theater   and   35   smart 
shops  within  the  hotel. 
Famous  Cocoanut 
Grove  for  dancing 
nightly. 


Write  fa  Chefs  Cook  Rook 
of  California  Recipes 

BEN  I-.  FRANK 

Manager 


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J.  B.  Pag.m..  II.  A.DunUp 

L.  J  .  Capurro 


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Avansino  Bros.fiPCo. 


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and  as  the  people  are  consummate  stock 
gamblers,  these  institutions  flourish 
constantly  with  a  rare  prosperity  ( Uh- 
Intli  )  Kearny  street  is  the  retail  and 
fashionable  thoroughfare,  and  prome- 
nading on  it  may  he  tound  more  entranc- 
ingly  beautiful  women  to  the  square 
foot  than  Paradise  has  to  the  square  acre 
"One  of  the  most  interesting  features 
of  San  Francisco  is  Woodward's  Garden, 
a  pleasure  resort  located  in  the  south 
western  part  of  the  city,  and  filled  with 
many  wonders,  principal  among  which 
is  the  aquarium,  which  I  have  no  hesi- 
tancy in  pronouncing  the  finest  on  either 
continent  (And  here  it  begins  to  he 
come  apparent  that  Mr  fieitl  has  prob- 
ably never  been  there  ) 

"The  Bay  of  San  Francisco  is  a  harbor 
capable  of  anchoring  every  ship  on  the 
globe,  and  is  universally  pronounced 
superior  to  all  others  in  the  world.  A 
sportsman  from  the  East  crossing  this 
harbor  can  scarce  contain  himself  on  ac- 
count of  the  myriads  of  wild  fowl  that 
sit  so  lightly  on  the  dancing  water 
Ducks,  geese,  brants,  coots,  and  mud- 
hens  are  super-plentiful  insomuch  as 
they  are  scarcely  considered  game,  espe- 
cially as  deer,  turkey,  and  prairie  hens 
are  abundant,  and  grirzly  bears  arc 
sometimes  too  easily  found  ruminating 
in  the  adjacent  Sierras. 

"In  the  last  few  years  San  Francisco 
has  been  building  a  park  which,  when 
completed,  will  be  a  spot  worth  a  thou- 
sand miles'  travel  to  visit  (Unless 
you're  in  a  taxi  I 

"The  Cliff  House  is  built  on  a  rock 
that  towers  in  symmetrical  grandeur 
above  the  restless  waves  that  unceas- 
ingly lave  its  base  From  the  long  porch 
that  traverses  this  building  may  be  had 
the  most  sublime  view  that  vision  ever 
photographed  Lying  a  few  hundred 
feet  from  shore  are  the  Seal  Rocks,  bold, 
jutting  upheavals,  with  pinnacles  point- 
ing directly  starward,  on  which  a  thou- 
sand seals  hold  their  eternal  council  The 
maddest  waves  dash  round  these  Hcrcu 
lean  monuments,  throwing  up  rainbows 
o(  living  sprav  and  building  crests  upon 
which  ride  the  lords  of  the  rocks  Hun- 
dreds of  sea  lions  hover  around  in  the 
breakers  or  clamber  up  the  slippery  sides, 
while  some,  apparently  on  adventure 
bent  (a  big  thing  in  a  sea  lion's  life) 
amble  with  cumbrous  llippcrs  to  the  vcrv 
apex,  and  from  this  lofty  and  circum- 
scribed pinnacle,  throw  .1  headlong  leap 
into  the  foaming  crests  below  Some 
times  the  most  desperate  fights  occur 
among  these  fierce  animals,  when  their 
roars  and  terrible  growls  will  not  lail  to 
excite  fear  on  the  part  ol  more  timorous 
observers.  (With  a  slight  fluttering  of 
the  lashes  and  a  tendency  to  faint  gi 
fully  into  a  Qentleman's  arms  we  sup- 
post 

"On   the  seashore   there   are   quaint 
and  curious  shells    peanut  and  mollusc) 


JUNE  IS 
MIDNIGHT  SUN" 
TIME  IN 

Alaska 


You'll  really  know  long  vacation  days 
when  you  watch  Alaska' s  summer  sun,  shin- 
ing all  day  . . .  and  nearly  all  night  ...  on 
giant  mountains,  glittering  glaciers,  and 
the  quaint  old  Totems  that  always  look 
over  the  w  ater ! 

And  this  summer,  a  newly -augmented 
vacation -fleet,  with  fame<l  Canadian  Na- 
tional service  throughout,  to  complete  the 
Alaska  cruise. 

Sail  from  Seattle,  or  Vancouver,  north- 
ward and  farther  northward  through  the 
Inside  Passage  ...  or  take  British  Odum- 
hia's  great  Triangle  Tour,  with  Vlu-ka  as 
an  easy  side-trip.  From  Skagway.  the  his- 
toric Yukon  is  an  easy  two-day  round-trip 
while  your  ship  wait-.. 

^  011  can  do  it  all.  comfortably,  OH  a  two- 
weeks  vacation  !  June  i-  beat  Scenic folderu 

from— 

CANADIAN  NATIONAL 

iln  /krarst  /iWik'i    yystirm  m  fmtntw 

W.  J.  CIIXEBSON,  Gaa.  \ci. .<•»■>  M.rWri  -1 

Trlrph..n<-  M  llrr  MM,  >«n  Kr«nrl~-., 


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THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


strewn  by  Ocean's  hand  amid  the  sand, 
and  jelly-fish,  sea-weed,  peculiar  nuts, 
(peculiar  ne.ivspape.rs  and  orange  peels) 
and  a  thousand  things  that  excite  the 
stranger's  interest  will  be  found  pro- 
fusely spread  by  abandoning  waves.  In 
my  visits  to  all  the  famous  beaches  of 
America  I  have  never  found  a  place  so 
charming  as  the  Pacific  shore  six  miles 
from  San  Francisco.  The  day  is  not  far 
distant  when  the  summer  pilgrimage  of 
rich  people  to  seaside  resorts  will  turn 
westward  instead  ot  seeking  the  Atlantic 
shores  where  intense  heat  mingles  with 
every  wave  and  the  sand  grows  parched 
with  solar  fires." 

And  so  we  come  to  the  end  of  our 
Author's  rhapsody  on  the  beauties  of  the 
Golden  Gate  Metropolis  with  perhaps  a 
slight  sparkle  of  moisture  on  our  cheek 
and  a  great  desire  to  see  San  Francisco. 


Why  the  Prodigies? 

Continued  from  page  9 

in  on  a  precious  Saturday  afternoon  (the 
critics'  day  off),  presumably  to  be  bored 
by  an  enfant  terrible  said  to  be  musical ! 
Yehudi  and  Vicuxtempts,  in  perfect  ac- 
cord, retired  with  ace-high  honors,  and 
the  dreaded  prodigy  was  world-press- 
agented  within  forty-eight  hours. 

"How  can  he  play  so  at  five  years  of 
age?"  began  all  the  tongues. 

"Reincarnated"    flew    from    mouths, 


while  religious  prejudices  against  such  a 
theory  had  no  answer.  "Heredity,"  said 
others,  and,  true,  Yehudi's  parents  are  of 
a  highly  cultured  race,  but  that  hardly 
explained  the  tremendous  advance  of 
spirit  and  brain  in  five  years.  "An  old 
soul";  "Mozart  singing  through  the 
violin  "  Not  inconsistent,  these  asser- 
tions, but  why  did  Mozart,  in  his  new 
body,  come  to  San  Francisco? 

Next  startling  on  the  horizon  was 
Ruggiero  Ricci;  slim,  petit,  aged  seven. 
With  Yehudi  alone  ringing  in  our  ears 
for  four  years,  a  now  considered  im- 
mortal prodigy,  it  was  absurd  to  speak 
of  another  child  in  the  same  breath. 
Nevertheless  when  Ruggiero,  on  the 
platform  ot  Scottish  Rite  Auditorium, 
played  his  stupendous  program — Men- 
delssohn Concerto  included  —the  house 
became  a  storm  center,  with  the  usual 
rafters  ringing  He  was  brought  back 
ten  or  a  dozen  times,  acclaimed  by  all 
musical  authorities  as  another  evangel 
of  the  violin 

"How  could  it  be?"  Queries  now 
were  sometimes  hysterical  and  supersti- 
tious Yehudi  was  an  idol,  sufficient  for 
local  pride  and  history  for  all  time;  no 
other  was  imagined  *nor  wanted;  it 
seemed  almost  irreverent  to  apply  the 
words,  prodigy  or  genius,  elsewhere. 
But  assertive  truth  blazed  its  way  and 
with  Yehudi  losing  nothing,   Ruggiero 


was  crowned  and  set  side  by  side  on  the 
throne  of  genius 

Comparisons  need  not  be  entirely 
withheld;  Yehudi  was  colossal  and 
sturdier;  Ruggiero  was  a  fairy,  playing 
not  only  far  beyond  his  seven  years  but 
beyond  mind.  His  fingers  were  sumptu- 
ously guided  by  the  unseen  through  a 
technique  and  passion  of  rarified  heights; 
no  failure  was  possible,  nor  has  he  had 
any;  his  guiding  gods  are  those  of  faith- 
ful bewitchment. 

"Reincarnation"  became  the  word  of 
the  day.  But  why  in  San  Francisco?  Born 
here,  Ruggiero  is,  nevertheless,  pure 
Italian  by  blood.  His  progenitors  had  not 
the  cultured  advantages  ot  Yehudi's  So 
heredity,  in  his  case,  constitutes  no  argu- 
ment in  his  favor. 

Beverly  Blake,  also  seven,  looking 
like  a  toddler,  came  to  public  eye  after 
one  and  a  half  years  ot  human  guidance. 
Her  feminine  form  placed  no  restriction 
on  her  musical  soul,  and  in  the  baby  face 
there  was  a  light  and  an  unconscious 
glory  as  she  wielded  the  shortened  bow 
with  conviction  across  a  diminutive  in- 
strument She  is  San  Francisco  born  and 
American,  a  challenge  to  those  who  re- 
ject this  continent  as  a  breeding  place  ot 
art  or  genius  If  turor  for  Beverly  was 
shorter  lived,  it  was  through  her  quick 
withdrawal  from  here,  going  at  once  to 
"centers"  for  more  rounded  observation. 


Do  you  know  what  can  be 
done  with  chintz? 

Perhaps  you  are  accustomed 
to  thinking  of  usj  only  in  con- 
nection with  the  finest  things 
and  it  has  not  occurred  to  you 
that  we  can  do  wonders  with 
very  simple  materials. 

We  shall  be  glad  to  consult 
with  you  regarding  the  arrange- 
ment of  the  most  informal  room. 

A.  F.  MARTEN  CO. 


H.LIEBESc^CO. 

GRANT  AVE.  AT  POST 


The  Sports  Costume 

requires  every  bit  as 
mucli  thought  and  at- 
tention to  detail  as  the 
most  formal  ensemble. 

H.  Eiebes  &  Co.  s 

complete  collection 
of  smart  and  correct 
sportswear  and  sports 
accessories  makes  se- 


lection a  delight! 


J I  \K.  1930 


33 


The  li»l<kway  of 
•     •    llV;iiilv    •    . 


In  the  Temple  of  Perpetual  Beauty 
dedicated  to  the  scientific  fulfill- 
ment of  women's  beauty  needs 
you  are  given  unusual  treatments 
with    rare   cosmetics   of   mystical 

Egypt. 

A  visit  to  this  unique  place  gives 
you  the  privilege  of  consulting 
a  beauty  authority  whom  you 
know  but  have  never  before  had 
the  opportunity  of  seeing. 

KAYA    LAMA 

THE  TEMPLE   OF   PERPETUAL   YOUTH 

Suite  536-7-8  L'cbn  Building 
San  Francisco  SUtler  1432 


And,  perhaps,  ics  hosom  swelling  with 
pride  as  parenc  to  genius,  San  Francisco 
is  becoming  complacent,  not  so  out- 
bursting  with  the  event  ot  a  new  child 
swathed  in  music  fabric :  complacent 
but  never  indifferent 

Two  more  are  hailed  within  the  year 
1929-1930 — little  Grisha  and  small 
Harry  Both  are  Russian  as  to  antecedents 
though  the  souls  marched  forward  to 
San  Francisco  for  such  earthly  instruc- 
tion as  was  needed,  and  to  feed  upon 
California's  harmonic  emanations  Both 
have  held  musicianly  audiences  and 
promise  to  bring  further  pride  upon  the 
West  Harry's  debut  is  of  very  recent 
date  He  gave  the  Haendel  Sonata  in 
A  major  and  the  Bruch  G  minor  Con- 
certo— too  great  a  task,  indeed,  though 
the  marvel  of  eight  years  grasping  such 
technique  is  alone  worth  note 

From  the  winds  ot  our  vast  valleys, 
the  nobility  ot  our  mountains,  the 
riotous  fragrance  ot  plains  and  fields, 
the  thundering  melancholy  of  sea,  all 
colossal  forces  at  this  point  of  the  globe, 
comes  an  intelligence  seeking  to  express 
a  chord.  And  if  nature,  by  caprice  or 
wisdom,  has  thus  chosen  this  geographi- 
cal channel,  she  finds  radiant  outlet 
through  five  young  human  instruments. 


Spotlight 

Continued  from  pape  1  5 

over  in  Berkeley  Many  of  his  one-act 
plays  have  been  produced  there  He  did 
a  number  ot  classical  short  stories  into 
plays,  in  co-laboration  The  volume  was 
published  by  a  New  York  publisher  But, 
more  than  all  this,  he  is  forging  ahead  as 
a  short  story  writer  ot  great  promise 
The  June  issue  ot  Harper's  Magazine  has 
a  short  story  "After  All,"  from  his  pen 
It  is  the  Soth  anniversary  number  of  the 
Magazine  and  Mr  Hartley  is  therefore 
in  most  distinguished  company 

IT  would  seem  then  that  come  weal 
come  woe  the  Little  Theatres  and 
the  Duffy  Players  are  forever  with  us 
We  hope  they  both  will  continue  to  pros- 
per if  tor  no  other  reason  that  that  thev 
bring  the  spoken  drama  within  the  purse 
of  the  man  in  the  street  We  still  think 
that  producers  of  plays  are  too  disdain- 
ful of  the  man  who  at  one  time  packed 
the  galleries  Years  ago  a  famous  theatri- 
cal man  said  :  "The  gallery  god  of  to-dav 
is  the  orchestra  man  ot  to  morrow 
Since  the  galleries  are  empty  and  have 
been  tor  a  decade,  no  wonder  the  orches- 
tra seats  are  likewise  deserted  We  under- 
stand that  one  of  the  biggest  publishers 
in  New  York  is  getting  ready  to  reduce 
all  new  fiction  to  a  dollar  Let  the  man 
agersot  playhouses  sit  up  and  take  notice 
The  time  has  come  to  fight  the  movies 
with  their  own  weapons,  reasonable 
prices. 


Nellvtiaffneyin.. 

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San  Francisco 


Flowers  /or  the 

June  Bride 

for  the  Wedding  Bouquet 

Orchids  Bouvardia 

Gardenia  Stephanotis 

Lily  of  the  Valley 

for  Decorations 
Gladioli 

Delphinium 

Snapdragons 

June  Roses 


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THE   SAN    FRANCISCAN 


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~  JUNE  BRIDE 

will  find  joy  in  her 

SILVER 

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All  'Ron ml  Town 

San  Francisco  is  no  place  for  a  little 
stranger  to  tackle  without  a  map,  a 
compass,  and  the  ability  to  speak  at 
least  five  languages,  but  we  might  as 
well  give  what  advice  we  can  and  hope 
for  the  best 

For  those  people  who  are  slaves  ot  the 
tea-drinking  habit,  the  list  ot  under- 
world dives  is  almost  illimitable  The 
big  three,  as  far  as  present  popularity 
goes,  may  be  said  to  be  the  Temple  Bar 
Tea  Room,  (occupying  the  historic  site 
of  the  old  Temple  Bar  and  fast  becom- 
ing one  of  San  Francisco's  higher  institu- 
tions) the  Courtyard,  (where  tea  and 
luncheon  is  served  in  the  open  air  in  the 
sunshine,  or  indoors  beside  a  crackling 
fire  when  the  weather  is  not  what  it 
might  be)  and  the  Russian  Tea  Room 
(And  that  means  really  Russian,  with 
colorful  costumes,  honest-to-goodness 
Russian  food,  and  music  on  zithers  and 
things  )  Of  course,  all  the  big  hotels  like 
the  Mark  Hopkins,  the  Palace  and  the 
St.  Francis  are  conventionally  correct 
places  to  be  seen  during  the  tea  hour  and 
all  serve  delicious  sweetmeats  and 
dainties.  There  is  a  perfect  galaxy  of 
other  nooks-and-crannies  including  the 
Bib  and  Tucker,  the  Green  Gate  Inn,  the 
Loggia,  Le  Jardin,  Charlotte's,  etc  (Out 
of  the  friendliest  impulse  possible,  how- 
ever, we  would  advise  that  you  not  let 
yourself  be  intrigued  into  going  to  the 
Japanese  Tea  Garden  unless  Aunt  Hattie 
simply  insists.) 

It  being  just  before  dinner,  when  we 
troop  into  the  nursery  with  the  kiddies 
tor  bread  and  milk,  our  mind  runs  to 
nourishment,  and  what's  more,  sticks 
to  it 

Like  most  of  us,  you  are  probably 
pretty  sick  and  tired  of  hearing  about 
San  Francisco's  Chinatown,  but  we 
doubt  if  the  thrill  of  being  able  to  walk 
into  a  Chinese  restaurant  unarmed  and 
order  things  one  has  never  heard  of  be- 
fore will  ever  quite  lose  its  glamour  for 
even  the  most  Life-weary  of  us.  For  a 
mid-day  adventure  we  suggest  the 
Chinese  Merchants'  Lunch  at  the  Moon 
Cafe,  (675  Jackson,  for  the  uninitiated) 
1 1  -.30  to  1 2  :oo  a  m  ,  where  your  luncheon 
is  set  in  front  of  you  without  the  usual 
endurance  contest  with  the  menu,  and 
where  you  will  find  the  total  expense 
coming  to  something  between  1 1  and 
35  cents  The  idea  is  that  they  watch  you 
like  a  hawk  and  you  pay  for  only  what 
you  eat  out  of  what  is  set  in  front  of  you 
It's  all  great  fun  for  the  simple-minded 
sophisticate. 

To  continue  our  tour  of  Chinatown's 
sinks  ot  iniquity,  (all  for  two-bits,  folks!) 
about  the  best  place  for  a  Chinese  dinner 
is  Hang  Far  Low,  (Grant  avenue  be- 
tween Sacramento  and  Clay)  the  Chinese 


Wrong  Number 

Anonymous 

SHE  had  just  put  down  the  receiver 
two  minutes  ago,  and  now  the  bell 
tinkled  faintly — 

"How  can  I  dress,  if  he  keeps  calling 
me  up?" 

A  determined  ring  the  next  time  could 
not  be  ignored.  In  one  boudoir  slipper, 
she  limped  over  to  answer  the  insistent 
thing. 

"Well,"  hurriedly. 

"I'll  be  right  out,"  said  an  optimistic 
masculine  voice. 

"What?" 

"I  have  something  for  you,"  confided 
this  cheery  person  in  a  tone  of  finality. 
He  spoke  as  if  she  anticipated  his  visit — 
as  if  she  ought  to  be  glad  to  see  him. 

"WHO  is  this?" 

"Larry."  (She  didn't  know  Larry 
from  Old  Harry,  but  why  not  humor 
him?) 

"Oh." 

"Are  you  going  to  be  home?" 

"Wouldn't  tomorrow  do?" 

"I  thought  I  was  expected  today" — 

"No,  I  am  expecting  my  husband" — 

"He's  the  one  I  want  to  see,"  Larry 
snapped  impatiently. 

"Really?  Well,  I  haven't  any  hus- 
band." (She  would  have  to  hang  up  on 
this  persistent  man,  or  be  late  meeting 
the  aforesaid  gentleman  she  had  just 
denied.) 

"What  number  is  this?"  instantly  de- 
manded the  exasperated  driver. 

"The  WRONG  one!  And  I'd  like  to 
finish  dressing  for  dinner,  I  am  going 
to  — 

"Hell!"  (aside,  looking  in  order 
book)  "now  where  was  I  supposed  to 
deliver  this  Tipo  Juice?" 

"Pardon  me,  lady,  Central  gave  me 
the  wrong  number.  Someone  ordered  a 
barrel  of  Tipo  Red  Juice  from  the 
Italian-Swiss  Colony" — 

"Oh,  if  that's  what  you  have,  won't 
you  please  bring  us  a  barrel  tomorrow? 
We  have  been  wanting  to  try  some  of 
their  products.  The  address  is  21  Cala- 
fia  Terrace.  I'm  glad  you  got  the  wrong 
number,  Larry." 
Author's  Note: 

Why  don't  you  try  some  of  their  prod- 
ucts, Skeptical  Reader?  ONCE  con- 
vinces you!  Perhaps  you'd  rather  have 
white  Tipo,  or  Muscatel,  or  Angelica,  or 
Sherry,  or  Burgundy,  or  Reisling,  or 
Port  Juice  of  the  Grape. 

If  you  telephone  Italian-Swiss  Col- 
ony, GArfield  3546,  our  representative 
will  call  and  tell  you  some  interesting 
facts  regarding  the  condition  of  ASTI 
COLONY  Juice  of  the  Grape  NOW, 
and  six  months  hence! 

N.B. — Keep  on,  until  you  get  the  right 
number!  Italian-Swiss  Colony,  GArfield 
3546.  Adv. 


JINE.  1930 


35 


lor   gentlemen 
of   action  .... 

We  suggest  one  of  the  new  Ox- 
ford wejve  shirts  ...  In  case 
you're  not  a  gentleman  of  action, 
we  might  add  these  shirts  are 
splendid  for  loafing. 

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Constant  eyestrain  is 
the  elusive  robber  of 
your  vitality. Stop  this 
continuous  thievery 
at  once. 

Telephone  GArfield 
0272  today  for  an 
appointment  to  have 
your  eyes  examined. 


JONES,  PIHTHER 
&  LINDSAY.  Inc. 

OPTOMETRISTS 
3*9  CEARY  STREET 
San  Francisco 


restauranc  which  has  probably  been 
patronized  by  old  time  San  Franciscans 
more  than  any  other.  (And  if  vou  go, 
say  hello  to  Charlie  tor  us  ) 

There  is  a  little  restaurant  known  by 
the  fragrant  name  of  The  Magnolia 
(Powell  near  Broadway)  where  about 
the  hottest  and  most  truly  Mexican  food 
in  town  may  be  found  it  you  creep  in  on 
tip-toe  The  pale  green  walls  with  the 
small-pox  pattern  mav  seem  unappetiz- 
ing, but  you'll  be  overlooking  them  in  a 
way  that's  nothing  short  ot  rude  after 
you're  third  tortilla  or  tequilla  or  what 
ever  they  call  them 

In  the  district  around  about  Golden 
Gate  avenue  and  Fillmore,  you  will  find 
a  lot  of  Kosher  restaurants  worth  in- 
vestigating (and  you  won't  embarrass 
anybody  if  you  wear  a  badge)  where  the 
viands  are  the  crackers  (We're  sorry  to 
have  forgotten  the  address  ot  the  one  we 
visited,  but  we  understand  that  you  may 
safely  take  your  pick  as  you  whir  by  on 
your  bicycle    They're  all  good.) 

Egyptian  food  is  almost  beyond  our 
limited  scope,  but,  it  you  are  simply 
determined  to  be  devilish,  you  might 
take  a  fling  at  the  Nile  Cafe  on  Stockton 
near  Sutter  In  any  case,  you  are  sure  to 
feel  no  end  exotic  what  with  Turkish 
coffee  and  one  thing  and  another. 

It  you  have  been  a  San  Franciscan  tor 
anything  more  than  two  or  three  hours, 
some  pal  has  already  trisked  you  off  tor 
an  Italian  dinner  (Dinner  Hah!  A  nice 
way  of  saying  it!)  Unfortunately,  most 
of  these  places  where  they'll  serve  you  a 
tunny  looking  dark  red  liquid  in  tea  pots, 
are  nothing  to  jump  into  the  air  and 
click  heels  about  when  it  comes  to  food. 
The  tact  is,  (all  you  out  there  who  are 
still  listening)  that  the  better  Italian 
restaurants  won't  take  the  risk.  So — if 
you  can  take  your  mind  oil  the  Digest 
poll  for  a  couple  of  hours,  we  heartilv 
(and  perhaps  a  little  bit  boisterously) 
endorse  Coppa's.  (On  Spring  street,,  an 
allev  running  between  California  and 
Clay  parallel  with  Kearney  and  Mont- 
gomery )  Joe  Coppa  is  one  of  the  real  old 
San  Franciscans  ot  the  "before  the  fire'' 
period  and,  to  put  it  modestly,  is  one  ot 
the  best  chefs  in  our  sea-coast  hamlet 

Having  partiallv  cleared  up  the  food- 
stuff situation,  sir,  we  have  the  best  in- 
tentions in  the  world  ot  taking  it  up 
again  in  our  next  installment  (Along 
with  the  amusement  problem.)  That  is. 
we  will  take  it  up,  and  you  can  la\  it 
down  and  decide  to  go  to  the  Mark 
Hopkins  anvway. 


RWJL ELDERS 

239  Post-  Sheer.  San  Francisco 


Wp 

LCVE  IS  GRAND 

She — Do  you  really  love  me,  Arthur? 

He — Of  course  I  do,  dear.  Why? 

She — Because  I  think  maybe  you  might 
get  me  that  little  coupe  you 
promised. 

//e— Can't  spend  so  much  for  it  right 
now,  I'm  afraid. 

She — If  I  find  one  I  like  for  just  a  few  hun- 
dred dollars  will  you  get  it? 

He — Sure. 

She — All  right.  Put  on  your  hat.  Because 
I've  already  found  it — in  Examiner 
Want  Ads. 

P.S.— She  got  the  Coupe 


SOUP  OR   SALAD  >  >  - 
*  >  <  PUDDING   OR   PIE 


YOUR  VARIABLE  JUNE  APPE- 
TITE WILL  FIND  SOMETHING 
TEMPTING     AT     THE     POST 


STREET  CAFETERIA 


IFTHE 


DAY  IS  HOT  THERE  ARE  ICE 
COLD  SALADS— AVOCADO 
AND  GRAPEFRUIT  — FRUITS 
WITH     CHEESE— VEGETABLES 


WITH    SHELL    FISH 


WHEN 


COOL  WINDS  FLURRY 
AROUND  THE  CORNERS 
THERE  ARE  HOT  SOUPS, 
STEAMING  ENTREES  IN  UN- 
USUAL VARIETY  AND  FULL- 
FLAVORED  VEGETABLES  .  .  . 
THEN  FOR  DESSERT  THERE 
ARE  OTHER  ENTICING 
DISHES  — FRUIT  PIES  WITH 
FLAKY  CRUST— RICH  CAKES 
WITH  FANCIFUL  ICINGS— AND 
PUD  DINGS  TO  INSPIRE  A  POET 
COME  TODAY  AND  YOU'LL 
COME   AGAIN    TOMORROW! 


Post  Street 
Cafeteria . . 

62  Post  Street 


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(une  .  .  just  about  the  height  of 
everything  in  the  year's  calendar,  in- 
cluding its  position  as  the  strategic 
clothes'  month  of  the  season,  too.  Then, 
if  ever,  your  wardrobe,  whether  it 
stresses  the  vacation  or  the  remaining- 
in-town  theme,  must  have  reached  its 
peak  of  completeness  and  chic  There 
are  several  months  after  June,  too,  ot 
course,  in  which  to  continue  to  enjoy  the 
fruits  of  the  perfect  wardrobe,  but  it 
June  doesn't  start  out  right,  what  price 
the   remainder   of  the  summer7    It   be- 


hooves the  wise  woman,  the  beautiful 
and  the  beautifully  clever,  to  be  ready 
and  waiting  for  the  happy  surprises  that 
|une  keeps  up  its  sleeve  (we'll  warrant 
it's  one  of  the  new  and  ample  Molyneu* 
sleeves!) 

Just  because  business  or  other  interests 
insist  upon  a  more  or  less  set  and  limited 
time  for  your  vacation  does  not  mean 
that  you  have  to  mentally  murder  that 
imperious  little  vacation-minded  imp 
that  can  think  ot  another  place  to  go 
and  do  things  as  fast  as  you  resist  the 
last  impulse  There  are  always  week- 
ends begging  to  have  something  done 
about  their  tantalizing  extra  time.  And 
the  "week-end  vacation"  is  a  modern 
specialty. 


Why  not  plan  a  different  destination 
for  every  one  of  the  four  week-ends  in 
June?  If  you're  feeling  in  a  thrifty  mood, 
think  of  the  possibilities  for  saving 
while  pleasantly  vacationing,  too.  One 
outfit,  with  a  minor  change  here  and 
there,  in  four  different  environments  in- 
stead of  four  different  outfits  in  one  en- 


vironment Or  if  you  can't  resist  that 
spendthrift  urge  there's  the  pleasing 
prospect  of  planning  a  separate  ensemble 
for  each  week-end 

After  all  there  are  only  so  many  hours 
to  a  week-end,  and  no  matter  how  glori- 
ous a  time  you  anticipate  there  are  only 
so  many  costumes  that  can  be  worn 
during  that  time.  So,  after  they've  been 
chosen  with  care  and  an  eye  to  concen- 
trated effectiveness,  the  experienced 
week-ender  packs  them  with  care,  also, 
so  that  nary  a  wrinkle  or  crease  will 
steal  from  their  charms.  For  that,  just 
one  thing  is  needed,  in  any  of  a  number 
of  exteriors  and  at  any  of  a  number  of 
prices.  We  mean  a  Wardrobe  Hatbox. 
Such  a  travel  luxury  (a  necessity,  once 
you've  used  one)  makes  all  the  differ- 


ence in  the  world  in  your  attitude 
toward  travel.  The  Migrator  (one  of  its 
trade  names)  adapts  itself  with  well-bred 
flexibility  to  any-sized  wardrobe,  and 
carries  two  or  ten  dresses  with  impartial 
lack  of  wrinkles,  either  on  big  or  little 
trips  You  hang  them  up  on  hangers  just 
like  your  closet  or  wardrobe  trunk. 
Furthermore,  there's  ample  room  for 
hats,  shoes,  lingerie,  tooth-brush,  and 
you  might  be  able  to  crowd  in  the 
kitchen  stove  in  an  emergency ! 

When  you  bring  your  summer  ward- 
robe up  to  that  June  pink  of  perfection, 
do  remember  to  at  least  visit  The  White 
House  luggage  shop  (on  the  third  floor) 
and  see  these  typically  modern,  compact 
Wardrobe  Hatboxes  that  will  keep  your 
wardrobe  in  that  condition,  no  matter 
how  much  vacation  traveling  it  does. 


ADVERTISEMENT 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 

Concerning 
Bridge 

By  PAUL  BLACK 


Comparatively  little  has  been  writ- 
ten on  defensive  plays  in  bridge 
The  one  who  plays  the  contract  has  been 
lauded  to  the  skies.  The  kabitzer  sees  the 
spectacular  in  the  play  of  the  declarer  but 
does  not  observe  the  heroic  plays  of  de- 
fense. These  plays  go  unlauded  and  are 
lost  in  the  sweep  of  declarer's  campaign 
If  there  are  subtle  moves  by  defense  and 
cunning  little  notice  is  taken  of  them. 

It  is  the  purpose  of  these  discussions 
on  defense  plays  to  bring  out  the  finer 
points  in  such  a  way  that  their  impor- 
tance will  be  recognized  so  that  due 
credit  will  be  given  to  them. 

Conventional  bridge  consists  of  fol- 
lowing the  recognized  methods  of  play- 
ing with  certain  holdings.  Unconven- 
tional play  consists  of  manoeuvers  that 
are  irregular  and  unexpected  Most  ot 
the  highlights  of  the  game  are  found  in 
the  unconventional  plays  These  uncon- 
ventional plays  may  be  intricate  and 
successful  or  they  may  be  complete 
failures.  The  difference  between  the  ex- 
pert player  and  the  novice  lies  in  the 
knowledge  of  the  conventions  of  plavs 
and  the  use  of  the  unconventional 
methods  The  expert  uses  both  with  a 
purpose.  The  novice  plavs  without  a 
knowledge  and  without  a  logical  pur- 
pose 

No  hard  and  fast  rules  for  defense  can 
be  laid  down  for  all  occasions  and  with 
all  players  If  the  declarer  is  conventional 
in  his  playing  the  defense  must  be  planned 
to  meet  it  If  he  is  unconventional  a  very 
careful  analysis  of  his  plans  will  be 
necessary  to  cope  with  that  procedure 
If  one  defense  partner  is  conventional 
and  unimaginative  the  other  partner  will 
have  difficulty  in  using  any  unconven- 
tional methods  successfully  Study  your 
partner's  mental  prccedure  as  well  as 
that  of  the  declarer  and  play  with  a  pur- 
pose and  with  imagination 

These  discussions  will  set  forth  the 
conventional  and  unconventional  pro- 
cedures to  meet  declarer's  methods  of 
plav  and  frustrate  his  plans.  They  will 
also  explain  how  to  take  the  aggressive 
in  defense. 

THE  PLAYERS 

Whfn  the  auctioning  in  auction 
bridge  or  the  contracting  in  con- 
tract bridge  is  completed  the  playing  of 
the  deal  begins  In  both  games  the  plav- 
ing  should  be  the  same. 

The  defense  players  are  known  as  ad- 
versaries The  one  sitting  to  the  left  of 
the  declarer,  who  plays  the  contract,  is 
senior  adversary.  The  one  sitting  to  the 


JINE,  1930 


37 


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right  of  declarer  is  junior  adversary. 
Senior  adversary  makes  the  opening 
lead  in  each  deal. 

Declarer  plays  both  his  hand  and  that 
of  dummy  and  has  the  advantage  of  be- 
ing able  to  see  both  hands  and  coordinate 
them  in  a  plan  of  campaign  that  will 
function  most  perfectly.  It  behooves 
both  adversaries  to  cooperate  in  their 
play  or  they  will  fail  to  use  their  strength 
to  the  best  advantage 

If  the  defense  is  one  of  aggression  or 
attacking  fearlessly  the  declarer  the  de- 
fense player  who  first  sees  this  oppor- 
tunity becomes  the  captain  of  the  defense 
forces  and  the  other  tails  in  line  with  his 
plan  to  assist  If  the  defense  has  no  plan 
then  each  player  must  patiently  wait  to 
frustrate  declarer  on  every  play. 

Perfect  teamwork  in  defense  can  never 
be  obtained  bv  a  critical  attitude  ot  mind 
concerning  the  plays  of  the  partner. 
Encourage  and  commend  the  partner 
who  sits  opposite  and  he  will  play  his 
best  There  is  no  test  of  good  breeding 
more  severe  than  the  test  of  defensive 
play  at  the  bridge  table 

Defense  tactics  in  no  trump  contracts 
will  differ  in  principle  from  those  use 
in  a  suit  trump  contract.  There  will  be 
differences  in  the  tactics  in  both  instances 
for  both  senior  and  junior  These  will  be 
discussed  at  length  later 


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38 


THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


We  welcome  the  crowds  that 
come  for  luncheon  each  day 
...  let  us  assure  you  that,  no 
matter  how  rushed  we  are, 
the  high  standard  of  cooking 
is  our  first  concern  ...  all 
food  is  cooked  under  the  per- 
sonal supervision  of 

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You  may  also  order  your 

favorite  calces  and  pies 

to  tak.e  home 


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Market  Street 


Outspoken  Anecdotes 

Continued  from  page  12 

who  demand  to  be  told,  instanter,  how 
the  devil  I  have  the  nerve  to  be  there  and 
what  I  imagine  I  want.  (They  use  no 
such  words,  but  the  tone  and  the  gaze 
imply  such  an  attitude  )  On  one  or  two 
occasions  I've  managed  to  win  through 
to  the  back  room,  and  have  seen  a  few 
desirable  books  there  But  even  then  the 
staff  has  stood  menacingly  close,  watch- 
ing hawkishly  their  chance  to  pounce 
upon  me  if  I  so  much  as  lay  a  finger  to  a 
volume  I  have  not  yet  bought  anything 
there  .  .  . 

Harry  Stone 

With  Harry  Stone  I  have  dealt 
scurvily.  I  have,  some  years  ago,  had 
catalogues  from  him ;  and  I  have  browsed 
in  his  shop  (it  used  to  be  in  Fifty-eighth 
street,  just  off  Madison  avenue) ;  but  I 
have  purchased  nothing  My  means.  Mr. 
Stone,  are  now  not  quite  so  limited,  and 
some  time  I  shall  send  for  another 
catalogue. 

Paul  Elder's 

After  looking  everywhere  else  in  vain, 
I  finally  found  a  copy  of  Ralph  Barton's 
Qod's  Country  at  Elder's,  just  after  pub- 
lication. Of  new  books,  I  believe  they 
have  always  the  fullest  stock.  I  suppose 

Continued  on  page  42 


It  is  an  inviolate  truth 
that  the  taste  and 
culture  of  the 
sliver  is  un- 
alterably 
bound 
in  the 
gift. 

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San  Francisco. 


Kratz  Gift  Boxes  packed  specially 

for  shipping  . .  priced  from  S3.00 

De  Luxe  Assortments 

priced  from  S5.00 

KRATZ  CHOCOLATE  SHOP 

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KRATZ  KITCHEN  SHOP 

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Pride  of  the  Sierra 

Forty-four  hundred  feet  above  the  sea,  among 
the  towering  pines  of  the  High  Sierra,  stands 
Feather  River  Inn.    In  a  rustic  setting  of  sur- 
passing beauty,  the  Inn  and  Chalets  offer 
excellent     accommodations,     and     to     the 
natural     recreational     resources    of     lakes 
and  mountain  streams  are  added  facili- 
ties for  tennis,  riding,  golf  and  swim- 
ming. 

DANCING  EVERY 

EVENING 

except  movie  nights — 

Wednesday  and  Saturday 

Tommy  Weber's  Orchestra 

Private  Landing  Field 

Two-Hour  Notice  Requested 

Booking  Offices  :  Walter  Roun- 
sevel.  Manager,  Blairsden, 
Cal. ;  Western  Pacific,  San 
Francisco;  Beverly  Hills  Ho-  I 
tel,  Beverly  Hills;  250  Park 
Ave.  New  York;  71  Lake  St., 
Chicago. 

The  Inn  Opens 
June  Twenty-first 


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finest  hostelry  can  be  in  location 
. . .  charm . . .  excellence  of  menus 
and  service. .  .A  roster  of  its  guests 
is  never  without  one  or  more 
names  of  celebrities  of  the  old 
world  and  the  new.  It  is  in  the  so- 
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PARK    AVENUE    AT     51st    ST.,    NEW   YORK 
ATLANTIC   CITY 


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LOS   ANGELES 


Jl'NE.  1930 


39 


Paris  Letter 

By  JACKCAMBKI. 


Heeai  ds  of  warm  weather  and  many 
tourists  arrived  before  Easter,  tar- 
ried long  enough  to  excite  the  impres 
sarii  of  the  boulevards,  and  then  de- 
parted leaving  many  hundred  nearly 
nude  chorus  twirls  shivering  in  the  hrst 
blushes  of  their  new  appearances  The 
tradition  lias  not  altered;  the  music  halls 
are  just  the  same  With  the  exception  oj 
the  ubiquitous  influence  of  the  talkies 
and  the  lamentable  absence  ol  the  in- 
imitable Chevalier,  the  revues  differ 
little  from  their  predecessors 

Mistinguett,  still  an  old  favorite,  has 
returned  to  the  Casino  de  Paris  and 
hopes  to  linger  there  till  September  when 
the  dusky  Josephine  Baker,  returning 
from  New  York,  will  shake  her  fuligi- 
nous limbs  up  the  Rue  de  Clichy  to  the 
hushed  dropping  ot  manv  ten  tranc 
notes.  For,  the  promenoir  ol  the  Casino, 
still  retains  its  ten  tranc  Carifl 

With  one  more  leather  than  ever  be- 
fore, might  be  the  name  ot  Mistinguetts 
new  "Paris-Miss  "  She  pants  and  kick's 
and  giggles,  and  prances  down  stair- 
cases the  whole  evening  once  she  arrives 
on  the  stage,  forty-five  minutes  after  the 
rise  of  the  curtain  She  has  herself  sur- 
rounded hv  Jackson  girls  and  Jackson 
boys,  by  the  nimble  Earl  Leslie,  and  the 
Norwegian  Rocky  Twins,  who  will 
wander  next  season  to  Broadway  under 
the  Shubert  aegis 

The  three  song  hits  are  those  from 
"The  Broadway  Melody,"  the  dances 
are  a  critic  more  ancient,  and  an  innocent 
auditor  might  well  be  fined  for  laughing, 
so  barren  is  this  revue  ot  real    humour 

At  the  Folies  Bergere  are  several 
spectacular  numbers,  which,  when  done 
by  George  White  eventually  on  Broad 
way,  will  he  as  truly  effective  as  they 
were  envisioned  to  be.  The  highlight  of 
the  evening  is  an  underwater  effect,  done 
with  mirrors,  of  a  pearl  diver  and  a  mer- 
maid There  are  several  other  moments 
of  tepid  interest,  but  again  this  revue 
sutlers  from  an  underdose  ol  humour  j.nd 
music 

On  the  eve  ol  her  second  American 
invasion,  Raquel  Mcllcr  has  returned  to 
the  Palace  in  a  St  Granier  potpourri 
She  now  gives  a  matronly  interpretation 
ot  the  numbers  which  benefitted  so 
pleasantly  from  her  erstwhile  girlishness. 
Her  costumes  are  gorgeous,  although 
somewhat  larger  than  before,  and  her 
voice  indulges  in  a  pleasant  moment  or 
two,  aided  by  those  once  bewitching 
eyes 

Her  co-worker,  St  Granier,  on  the 
other  hand,  does  a  particularly  sour 
impersonation  ol  Chevalier  in  addition 
to  the  funniest  sketch  on  the  boulevards 


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One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 
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Assets  over  $125,000,000.00         Deposits  over  $120,000,000.00 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,450,000.00 

Tin  following  accounts  stand  on  the  Hooks  at  $1.00  each,  viz.: 

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Oth  i  [teal  I  state   -     -     -      (Value  ovei  $308,00 
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Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4'  j  pel  cent  iht  annum 
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THE   SAN   FRANCISCAN 


As  an  old  countess  who  is  having  her- 
self rejuvenated  and  her  house  repainted 
on  the  same  day,  this  comedian  has 
material  for  some  of  his  undeniable, 
though  seldom  used,  talents. 

For  the  French  and  those  au  courant 
with  the  gossip  of  the  city,  Rip's  new 
revue  at  the  Daunou  is  the  most  priceless 
series  of  comments  which  has  arrived  in 
many  seasons  This  satirist  burlesques 
the  leading  plays,  the  scandals  of  the 
moment,  and  includes  one  medical  skit, 
which  is  the  loudest  laugh  in  Paris 

Established  hits,  revivals,  and  a  flock 
of  failures  have  characterized  the  last 
breaths  of  this,  the  best  season  Paris  has 
known  theatrically  since  the  war.  Amer- 
ica will  see  "LeSexe  Faible,"  "Etienne," 
"Marius"  and  "Melo."  Already  New 
York  approves  highly  ot  "Topaze,"  al- 
though it  is  agreeably  supposed  "The 
Criminals"  and  "Amphitryon  3S"  will 
never  see  transatlantic  production  The 
Guitrys  will  follow  their  present  dull 
revue  "Vive  le  Theatre"  with  a  revival, 
the  Pitoeffs  are  doing  "St.  Joan,"  Bern- 
stein has  brought  back  "Felix"  while 
Jane  Marnac  has  dusted  off  "L'Ecole 
des  Cocottes"  since  Noel  Coward's 
Victorian  gesture  "Bitter-Sweet"  bored 
the  Apollo  audiences  to  clamor  for 
more  theme  songs. 

Now  It  Can  Be  Tohl 

Continued  from  page  25 

starts:  "I  had  just  met  .  .  .  — I  was  a  bit 
flattered  and  all  that  But  what  a  surprise 
when  she  started  showing  me  proofs  of 
some  photographs  she  recently  had  taken. 
They  were  beautifully  done — by  a  pho- 
tographer we  all  know.  There  she  was. 
Some  of  just  her  head,  some  of  her  seated 
others  of  her  hands  or  feet  or  some  part 
of  her.  In  some  she  was  wearing  her 
latest  frocks,  in  others  —  well,  she 
wasn't  .  .  ." 

His  story  continues  on  from  there — 
with  choicer  details  along  the  way — and 
some  he  reserves  for  selected  audiences 
.  .  .  but  already  our  memory  is  playing 
tricks.  Wasn't  it  in  the  first  act  ot 
"Diamond  Lil,"  the  grand  entrance,  in 


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fact,  when  photographs  were  passed 
around?  And  were  they  not  hailed  as 
"some  in  this  dress  and  some  in  that — 
and  'these  for  the  bedroom'  "?  Some- 
how it  seems  as  though  Hollywood 
doesn't  have  to  go  tar  tor  its  latest  in- 
spiration. 


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Northwood  is  a  picturesque  course  in  the 
midst  of  the  redwoods — grass  greens,  grass 
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THE  Guest  Lodge  provides  a  "country 
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golf,  swim  and  canoe  in  sylvan  surroundings. 
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June  and  bride!  And  now  thac  we 
arc  on  the  subject  of  brides  -Mosse 
is  showing  an  exquisite  tabic  compli- 
menting the  June  Bride  The  colors  are 
peach  and  blue,  and  the  effect  is  delect 
able  The  cloth  and  napkins  of  Ren- 
aissance Oblique  design  arc  white  bur 
dcrcd  with  peach,  and  with  beautiful 
appointments  carried  out  in  blue,  Mosse 
has  again  achieved  the  individual  note 
so  characteristic  of  their  windows 

"As  we  go  to  press"  the  shops  have 
not  as  yet  blossomed  forth  with  their 
bridal  windows.  However,  advanced 
models  of  wedding  gowns  have  arrived. 
Nelly  Gaffney  is  showing  a  Patou  model 
that  is  extremely  lovely.  Of  white  satin 
and  seed  pearls,  it  is  regal  in  its  simplic- 
ity. The  neck  line  is  V  shaped  trimmed 
with  a  band  of  the  pearls  which  are  also 
used  at  the  cuff  of  the  long  sleeves,  and 
bordering  a  bolero  effect  which  comes 
to  a  V  at  the  front  of  the  waist  and  is 
attached  to  the  body  of  the  dress  at  this 


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point.  The  skirt  falls  in  soft  folds  to  the 
floor,  and  the  train  is  a  continuation  of 
the  back  of  the  skirt,  a  very  new  and 
graceful  line  introduced  this  season 

One  honeymoon  is  hardly  sufficient 
lor  a  California  bride,  with  the  beauties 
of  Tahoe,  Feather  River,  Yosemite,  the 
Redwood  Empire  at  her  disposal  But 
no  matter  what  her  choice  may  be  a 
glorious  honeymoon  is  assured  in  any 
one  of  these  heavenly  spots. 

On  Monday,  June  second,  Gumps 
formally  opened  their  new  silver 
room  in  which  tea  was  served  during 
the  afternoon.  The  most  impressive 
thing  about  the  room,  aside  from  its 
beauty  and  elegance,  is  the  complete 
absence  of  commercial  atmosphere  One 
steps  into  this  Georgian  room  with  its 
17th  century  English  masters  on  the 
walls,  and  its  original  Chippendale  chairs 
created  by  the  "Craftsman"  himself 
with  much  the  same  feeling  as  one 
would  step  into  the  dining  room  of  an 
English  mansion  The  appointments  are 
in  such  perfect  taste  and  harmony  one  is 
hardly  conscious  of  the  display  of  silver 
which  includes  pieces  of  workmanship 
in  modern  and  antique  design.  A  minia- 
ture stage  coach,  cleverly  reproduced 
from  the  one  used  by  George  Washing- 
ton, decorates  the  mantlepiece,  instead 
of  the  inevitable  ships  model  which  has 
been  so  overdone  in  the  past  few  years. 

Oh,  that  I  had  the  genius  of  Keats 
or  Shelley,  that  1  might  pen  an 
Ode  to  the  Star  Sapphire  after  seeing 
the  collection  (the  largest  in  captivity, 
bv  the  way)  which  was  included  in  the 
exhibition  of  precious  jewels  at  Shreves 


Those  who  f ailed  to  see  the  display 
missed  the  thrill  of  a  lifetime.  One  had 
the  opportunity  of  gazing  upon  one  mil  - 
lion  and  a  quarter  dollars  worth  of 
jewels  confined  in  three  cases.  Bracelets 
that  would  bring  tears  to  the  eyes  of 
Peggy  Joyce — the  piece  de  resistance  be- 
ing a  "bangle"  over  an  inch  wide,  of 
baguette  diamond  links  and  a  single 
emerald  measuring  one  and  one-eighth 
inches  by  three-quarters  inches,  and 
priced  at  #67,000.  A  square-cut  diamond 
ring,  the  stone  weighing  fifteen  karats 
and  almost  equaling  a  postage  stamp  in 
size.  Pigeon-blood  rubies,  carved  emer- 
alds all  in  modern  settings  But  of 
them  all  the  star  sapphires  were  the  most 
beautiful  Ranging  in  color  from  a  soft, 
smoky  grey  to  a  silvery  periwinkle  thev 
stand  alone,  possessing  qualities  which 
characterize  them  from  all  other  jewels 
"To  be  or  not  to  be — that  is  the 
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first  introduced  we  made  our  adieus  to 
the  slim,  bare-legged,  bronzed,  tom-boy  . 
of  summer  in  favor  of  peaches  and  cream 
and  curves  But  though  the  modern  girl 
has  gone  feminine  in  her  dress,  she  is 
still  healthy — and  health  means  tan- 
though  this  year  will  be  golden  rather 
than  the  Kanaka  bronze  tone  affected 
last  year.  And  speaking  of  styles,  what  a 
relief  now  that  the  last  faint  murmur 
from  even  the  most  conservative  has 
died  out  and  the  term  "long  skirts"  has 
become  obsolete  because  they  are  taken 
for  granted. 

Outspoken  Anecdotes 

Continued  from  page  38 

you  can  get  fine  greeting  cards  and  sta- 
tionery there,  too  But  it  is  a  nuisance  to 
have  to  work  past  so  many  fat  women 
who  clog  up  the  stairs  trying  to  see 
Dickie  Halliburton  or  Louis  Bromfield 
or  some  such  cabaret  performer 

Howell's 
Howell's  tiers  of  old  tomes  are  fasci- 
nating and  quite  out  of  the  usual  display. 
Of  such  firsts  as  I  collect  his  stock  is  very 
fragmentary;  but  he  has  the  finest  col- 
lection of  Californiana  in  the  city  (as 
might  be  expected).  I  have  a  good,  rare 
Bierce,  a  Phoenix,  a  few  other  early  San 
Francisco  books,  and  a  ponderous  two- 
volume  Beaumont  and  Fletcher  from  his 
shelves.  When  I  can  afford  it,  I  shall  go 
there  for  more  Californiana. 

Holmes'  Book  Store 
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CONTENTS 

July  l!»:to 

vol,  IV                                             no.  7 

Cover  design  by  Van  Deusen 

Tallant  Tubbs,  crayon  drawing  by  William  Justiama   ....  6 

Tallant  Tubbs,  article  by  Elva  Williams 7 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 8 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 9 

Spotlight,  Dramatic  Criticism  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie     .      .  10 

Ina  Claire,  photograph 11 

Railroad  Journalism,  article  by  Zoe  Battu 12 

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Inventory,  article  by  John  Parker 19 

Mrs.  Charles  Ehrman,  camera  portrait  by  Arkatov      ....  20 

The  Reigning  Dynasty 21 

As  Seen  by  Her,  by  Mollie  Merkeley 24 

Among  Our  Contemporaries,  by  James  Maclnnis 28 

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SENATOR  TALLANT  T.  TUBBS 


The  young  San  Franciscan  who  has  announced  his  candidacy 
for  Lieutenant  Governor  of  the  State  of  California. 


SAM  VKANCISCAN 


Tallant  T.  Tubbs 


To  call  a  man  an  idealist  is  to  put 
spectacles  upon  him  and  place  him 
somewhere  in  a  cloistral  atmosphere 
beyond  and  away  from  the  traffic  of  the 
every  day  world.  Looking  in  Webster 
for  a  synonym  for  the  word  "idealist" 
one  finds,  "romanticist,"  "visionary" 
"dreamer,"  "castlebuilder."  All  of  which 
is  not  precisely  true.  In  San  Francisco 
we  have  an  idealist  who  dares  to  carry 
his  ideals  into  the  most  unromantic, 
prosaic,  realistic  arena  of  all  .  .  . 

His  name  is  Tallant  Tubbs.  It  has 
been  Senator  Tallant  Tubbs  for  the  past 
six  years.  His  decision  to  enter  politics 
was  a  strictly  personal  conclusion.  He 
had  no  friends,  no  acquaintances,  no 
connections  in  the  political  world.  Bear- 
ing as  he  did  an  old  and  aristocratic 
name,  independently  wealthy,  a  gradu- 
ate of  one  of  America's  most  distin- 
guished universities,  he  might  have  de- 
voted his  energies  to  the  stock  market,  to 
travel,  to  sports  but  instead  with  a  broad 
gesture,  he  entered,  without  support,  his 
name  as  a  candidate  for  State  Senator. 
Had  he  been  defeated  his  gesture  could 
have  been  construed  as  ridiculously 
quixotic  and  fantastic  but  he  was  not 
defeated.  That  was  in  1924.  In  1928  he 
was  again  a  candidate  for  State  Senator 
and  was  re-elected  in  the  primaries, 
thereby  obviating  his  standing  again  for 
the  general  election  in  November.  The 
Nineteenth  Senatorial  district  which  he 
was  to  represent  is  comprised  of  Italians 
in  North  Beach  and  a  large  "silk  stock- 
ing" vote,  to  use  the  vernacular,  he 
carried  his  district  three  to  one  in  this 
second  election. 

Deprived  of  the  necessity  of  support- 
ing any  group,  any  clique,  any  combina- 
tion, he  is  free  to  use  his  power  accord- 
ing to  the  dictates  of  his  conscience.  He 
can  afford  a  conscience,  which,  most 
politicians,  sadly  enough,  cannot  afford. 


An  Unofficial  Opinion  of  An  Unique  Californian 

By  ELVA  WILLIAMS 

for  the  same  amount,  which  will  be  voted 
upon  by  the  people  in  November. 

Also  in  1929  a  bill  was  introduced  in 
the  Senate  that  would  invest  public 
school  authorities  with  the  power  of 
deciding,  by  means  of  intelligence  tests, 
the aptitudeof  schoolchildren.  Whether 
a  child  was  abnormal  or  subnormal, 
whether  he  should  be  a  mechanic  or  a 
doctor,  whether  or  not  he  had  criminal 
tendencies,  the  intelligence  test  together 
with  the  school  authorities  would  decide 
— and  from  those  two  sources  his  future 
would  be  planned,  thereby  giving  a  child 
in  elementary  school,  to  quote  Senator 
Tubbs,  "an  inferiority  complex."  Prac- 
tically alone,  the  young  Senator  de- 
feated this  bill. 


In  Europe  there  is  an  idea  abroad  that 
the  United  States  can  boast  of  no  states- 
men, that  we  have  instead,  politicians. 
And  here  in  America  Mr.  Arthur  Bris- 
bane iterates  and  reiterates  his  lament, 
"The  British  statesman,  the  American 
politician."  A  politician  has  been  defined 
as  a  man  who  assumes  the  responsibili- 
ties of  government  for  personal  benefits. 
A  statesman,  on  the  other  hand,  is 
usually  a  man  of  means — of  family,  who 
shares  the  responsibilities  of  governing 
to  prove  his  worth,  to  enhance  the  well- 
being  of  his  people  and  to  add  lustre  to 
his  name  and  country.  Since  politicians 
are  men  who  need  money,  the  only  solu- 
tion for  a  clean  government  seems  to  be 
to  select  men  to  whom  money  is  less 
essential.  It  was  this  idea  primarily  that 
actuated  Senator  Tubbs  upon  his  en- 
trance into  politics.  He  wished  to  estab- 
lish a  precedent  in  the  hope  that  others 
might  follow,  that  young  men  of  inde- 
pendent means,  of  education,  of  intel- 
lect, would  deem  the  business  of  govern- 
ment a  worthy  and  honorable  field  for 
their  endeavors. 

Tallant  Tubbs  has  been  called  by  an 
opposition  newspaper  "The  Million 
Dollar  Kid  with  a  Title  for  a  Toy." 
The  phrase  was  coined  to  defeat  him. 
How  little  he  "toyed"  with  his  title  is 
manifest  in  the  record  of  what  he  has 
accomplished  since  he  has  had  his  title. 
He  has  been  prominent  in  Veterans 
legislation, successfully  steering  through 
the  Senate  the  constitutional  amend- 
ment that  made  it  possible  for  them  to 
buy  homes  without  cost  to  the  State  or 
to  its  taxpayers  by  reason  of  an  interest 
rate.  This  was  in  1925.  In  1929  the 
twenty  millions  had  been  exhausted  and 
once  again  Senator  Tubbs  succeeded  in 
passing  through  the  Senate  the  same  bill 


His  friends  called  him  "The  Baby 
Senator"  for  he  is  the  youngest 
man  ever  to  be  elected  to  the  State 
Senate.  His  confreres  in  Sacramento 
call  him  "the  Beau  Brummel  of  the 
Senate,"  because  he  has  a  London  tailor. 
But  he  is  anxious  for  a  new  title.  Two 
weeks  ago  he  announced  his  candidacy 
for  Lieutenant  Governor  of  the  State  of 
California. 

He  has  announced  definitely  that  he 
is  opposed  to  prohibition,  that  he  is  not 
making  an  issue  of  it  because  it  is  already 
the  biggest  issue  in  the  country.  Firmly 
and  without  evasion  he  will  take  the 
stand  for  modification. 

He  is  militantly  honest,  fearlessly 
testing  the  value  of  his  ideals  in  a  very 
hard  boiled  world,  possessed  of  a  keen 
sympathy  and  uncanny  understanding 
of  humanism  in  one  so  young  as  has 
been  proved  by  his  efforts  in  behalf  of 
the  old  age  pension  and  the  bill  dealing 
with  school  children. 

An  altogether  improbable  person, 
gracious,  a  little  less  than  handsome, 
t  lontinued  on  i>-w  81 


Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

Foreign  criticism,  on  the  whole, 
seems  to  deplore  our  terrible 
conditions,  and  the  manner  in 
which  we  spend  our  leisure  time. 
One  holds  that  this  so-called 
"Jazz  Age  is  causing  us,  both  in 
features  and  actions,  to  resemble 
the  negro;  yet  looking  about  us 
we  find  serious  cause  to  doubt 
this  assertion.  George  Bernard 
Shaw,  who  discreetly  admits  that 
he  is  a  greater  dramatist  than 
Shakespeare,  says  that  Americans 
are  being  influenced  by  climatic 
conditions  and  developing  high 
cheek  bones,  like  the  American 
Indian.  If  this  be  true,  London 
fog  should  make  deep-sea  divers 
out  of  all  the  British. 

Those  in  whose  hands  lies  the 
beautifying  of  Golden  Gate 
Park  seem  to  be  adherents  to 
the  theory  that  Nature  can  be 
improved  upon.  Their  latest  crea- 
tive effort,  a  water-fall  contour. 
Visitors,  they  pondered,  will  not 
journey  far  to  view  an  ordinary 
water-fall.  So,  after  due  con- 
sideration, they  proceeded  to 

place  giant  colored  lightening  effects  beneath  every  rock  of  the 
fall,  and  a  power  house  on  top  of  the  hill.  Thus,  the  water, 
every  changing  in  appearance — now  resembling  a  fire-fall  in 
its  deep  red  coloring,  now  assuming  the  bright  blush  of  sunset 


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— changing  from  the  blue  of  the 
sky  to  the  green  of  the  sea,  pro- 
duces a  kaleidoscope  effect  most 
wondrous  to  behold,  and  attracts 
hundreds  of  people,  nightly  .  .  . 
No  doubt,  the  next  whole  experi- 
ment of  this  art-for-art'ssake- 
trust  will  be  the  placing  of  Neon 
lights  around  the  Prayer-Book 
Cross. 

Scanning  a  popular  magazine, 
we  read  the  words  of  ten  of 
the  most  prominent  pro- 
ducers in  the  motion  picture 
business.  Each  one  seems  to  say 
the  same  thing  in  different  words 
and  each  of  these  would-be  hu- 
manitarians declares  that  his 
greatest  interest  in  motion  pic- 
tures lies  in  the  great  amount  of 
education  and  culture  they  bring 
to  his  dear  public.  It  gladdens 
the  heart  of  anyone  to  know  that 
none  of  these  philanthropists  are 
in  the  business  of  money. 


"No,  Wilbur,  we  can  never  be  more  than  friends." 


A  group  of  visitors  from  Bos- 
ton were  going  through 
San  Francisco's  Latin 
Quarter  and  were  plainly  impressed  by  the  manifestations  of 
true  Bohemian  life.  Nevertheless,  one  of  the  women  in  the 
party,  a  rather  portly  matron,  was  bound  to  show  her  dis- 
approval of  something  or  other.  In  a  few  minutes,  they  turned 


GRHHRP> 


"Your  wife,  phoned,  doctor 


don 't  forget  the  giblets . ' ' 


JULY,  1930 


a  narrow  corner  and  as  they  passed  a 
doorway,  this  lady  in  particular,  came 
face  to  face  with  a  rather  drunken  per- 
son, reclining  his  length  against  the  wall. 
This  was  her  chance. 


"But  lady!  It  is  a  thirty-six" 


"How  low,"  she  uttered  in  her  best 
New  England  accent. 

"H'lo,  yahshelf,'-  gurgled  the  in- 
ebriate. 

We  wonder  what  subtle  underlying 
purpose  is  veiled  beneath  the  motives 
of  the  Municipal  Railway  in  choosing 
for  their  monthly  car-card  slogan  the 
following  caption:  WHEN  AP- 
PROACHING CHILDREN  DRIVE 
AS  IF  THEY  WERE  YOURS  . . . 

BEGUILING  ourselves  with  the  recent 
lively  accounts  of  Madamoiselle 
Bow  and  her  boy  friends,  and  the 
ladies  laying  claim  to  these  same  boy 
friends,  we  are  informed  that  the  anony- 
mous but  ardent  Dr.  boy  friend  sent  the 
ravishing  Clara  "the  longest  cables  sent 
across  the  Atlantic." 

Regarding  this  statement,  we  beg  to 
differ  with  Madamoiselle  Bow,  her  press 
agents  or  whoever  is  responsible  for  it. 
It  is  as  impudent  as  it  is  inaccurate,  and 
serves  as  a  concrete  example  of  the  de- 
plorable lack  of  historical  knowledge,  in 
its  larger  and  smaller  aspects,  that  pre- 
vails in  Hollywood. 

The  record  for  high  cost,  long  length 
cables  belongs  to  San  Francisco  and 
dates  back  to  1872.  In  that  year  William 
Ralston,  who  was  the  big  banker  of  the 


day,  got  wind  of  a  mysterious  diamond 
mine  "somewhere  in  the  American 
desert."  An  associate  of  Ralston,  Asbury 
Harpending,  was  at  the  moment  in  Lon- 
don. So  anxious  was  Ralston  to  fully 
inform  Harpending  of  the  Diamond 
mine  and  urge  him  to  return  to  San 
Francisco  to  aid  in  its  development  that 


he  sent  him  a  cable  as  long  as  a  letter. 
The  cable  cost  Ralston  ^1,1 00.  It  was  the 
talk  of  Fleet  Street  and  caused  even  the 
London  Rothschilds  to  gasp.  This  first 
lengthy  cable  was  followed  by  a  storm 
of  similar  ones.  Within  a  week  the  cost 
of  cables  passing  between  Ralston  and 
Harapending  amounted  to  a  small  for- 
tune and  merited  newspaper  feature 
stories. 

The  diamond  mine  later  turned  out 
to  be  a  pure  fraud,  even  as  Mile.  Bow's 
affairs  appear  from  the  first  to  be  so 
much  over  rated  nonsense.  The  moral, 
of  course,  being  that  sensible  people 
with  something  to  say  and  occasion  to 
use  the  cables,  seem  to  do  very  well  with 
very  few  words. 


G 


oodbve,  God!  I'm  going  to  Cali- 
fornia." This,  according  to  a 
California  Lutheran  divine,  is  the 
classic  phrase  of  the  eastern  midwestern 
churchmen  when  they  come  to  the 
Golden  State.  Lulled  by  languorous 
breezes,  basking  in  perpetual  spring- 
time sunlight,  the  newcomers  forget 
their  regular  genuflections  to  Yahweh. 
No  longer  do  they  flock  to  the  gothic 
temples  of  their  fathers  to  hear  the  local 
prophets  exhort,  mourns  the  dominie. 
It  is  not  reported  whether  the  eastern 
churchmen  refused  to  appropriate 
moneys  for  evangelizing  California  be- 
cause of  utter  despair  at  ever  converting 
residents  of  the  Golden  State — for  no 
conventional  heaven  could  possibly  lure 
one  who  had  lived  in  California — be- 
cause the  ecclesiastical  bankroll  was  too 
lean,  or  because  they  felt  that  the  Native 
Sons  and  Californii  (correct)  of  adop- 
tion were  not  so  full  of  unregenerate 
cussedness  as  the  visiting  dominie  held. 
But  then — the  mournful  pastor  did  not 
come  from  San  Francisco — 

It  remained  for  Dr.  Lewis  I.  Newman, 
distinguished  Jewish  scholar  and  writer 
of  San  Francisco,  and  rabbi  of  Temple 
Emanu-El,  to  answer  the  charges  about 
the  alleged  plain  and  fancy  godlessness 
of  Californians. 
Rabbi  Newman  is 
soon  to  leave  San 
Francisco  to  ac- 
cept appointment 
as  rabbi  in  a  New 
York  synagogue, 
taking  from  our 
galaxy  of  peerless 
raconteurs,  scin- 
tillating wits  and 
strong  thinkers  a 
star  of  the  first 
magnitude. 

Defending  his 
western  friends 
and  their  attitude 
of  genuine  relig- 
ion— unchurched 
though  it  may  be, 

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10 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


SPOTLIGHT 


A  Review  of  Three  Plays  Which  Ushered  in  the  Summer  Season 


BURNS  MANTLE,  the  dramatic 
critic,  writing  his  weekly  letter 
from  New  York,  said  not  so  long 
ago  that  there  were  distinct  signs  of  a 
revival  in  the  public's  interest  in  the 
stage.  It  seems  that  even  on  the  road 
this  interest  is  reviving.  The  masses 
want  the  spoken  drama  again  but 
they  want  it  good.  You  cannot  ex- 
pect a  man  to  sit  through  bad  drama 
spoken  by  a  lot  of  hams  when  he  can 
see  George  Arliss,  for  instance,  in  a 
thrilling  talkie  for  half  the  money. 
Events  within  the  past  few  weeks 
in  San  Francisco  are  proving  Mr. 
Burns'  contention.  Three  of  the  top- 
notch  houses  are  playing  to  capacity 
business  and  the  Duffy  theatres  are 
dark.  Not  that  the  Duffy  theatres 
gave  bad  entertainment.  But,  at  the 
price,  this  entertainment  was  not 
nearly  so  good  as  the  man  in  the 
street  could  get  in  the  gilded  movie 
palaces  on  Market  street. 

The  first  play  that  struck  town  and 
began  to  start  the  crowd  toward  the  box- 
office  again  was  "Strictly  Dishonor- 
able." Coming  to  the  Columbia  Theatre 
that  has  picked  consistent  flops  ever 
since  it  opened  on  O'Farrell  street  the 
success  of  "Strictly  Dishonorable"  was 
no  mean  achievement.  Rumors  of  its 
charm  and  delight  had  reached  us  from 
New  York  but,  even  so,  we  went  with 
our  fingers  crossed.  We  have  seen  too 
many  New  York  successes  this  past 
season  delivered  into  the  hands  of  local 
hams  to  be  anything  but  sceptical.  But, 
lo  and  behold,  here  was  a  class  A  com- 
edy, done  by  a  class  A  company.  And 
likewise,  here  was  an  audience  filling 
the  house. 

Thirty  years  ago,  the  police  would 
have  stopped  "Strictly  Dishonorable." 
There  would  not  have  been  that  disrobing 
scene  to  begin  with  and  those  passionate 
long-drawn-out  kisses,  and  the  vision  of 
a  respectable  girl  panting  for  a  little 
sex  experience.  And  done  by  a  com- 
pany thirty  years  ago  it  would  have 
been  a  little  revolting  because,  if  the 
truth  were  known,  the  people  of  that 
sanctified  age  had  dirty  minds  to  start 
with.  Or  were  their  minds  merely  fur- 
tive? Anyway,  they  wore  an  awful  lot 
of  clothes  and,  in  "them"  days,  dis- 
robing scenes  were  disrobing  scenes. 
A  lady  can't  take  off  tons  of  underwear 
and  starched  petticoats  and  drawers 
and  rust-proof  corsets  and  covers  for 
same  without  consuming  time  and  ob- 
scenity. Miss  Perry  slipped  off  her  one- 
piece  dress  and  her  step-ins  in  less  time 
than  it  takes  to  write  about  it.  And  no- 


cracked  face:  pueblo  variation 

By  Norman  Macleod. 

If  they  say  Cracked-Face  meaning  only 

the  wash  of  sand,  hard  upon  these  men 

Navajos  from  the  start 

to  the  finish,  particles  of  disinterred 

flint  substance  of  earth 

is  as  good  as  palmilla  soap  to  wash 

the  bodies  and  souls  of  men, 

the  poetry  of  one  to  another  incarnation, 

the  physical  soil  of  their  poetic 

interpretation  of  half-assimilated 

mythology, 

at  least 
the  bronze  physiognomy  of  the  painted 
desert,  and  the  rainbow  song 
of  the  Navajos  sunward  biding 
stab  like  an  arrow  of  lightning 
the  drab  grey  of  the  sky. 

body  batted  an  eye-lid.  Miss  Perry  also 
did  her  best  to  lead  her  Italian  tenor 
astray.  And  nobody  cared,  unless  it 
was  to  feel  a  fleeting  regret  that  she 
didn't  succeed.  At  the  finish  it  all  ended 
morally  enough  with  maternal  blessings 
cabled  from  Italy  and  marriage  bells  in 
the  offing.  But,  somehow,  it  didn't  really 
matter  how  it  ended,  for  we  came  away 
with  a  feeling  that  the  young  lady  from 
the  South  would  have  been  equal  even 
to  a  loss  of  virtue.  She  was  a  gal  who 
knew  what  she  wanted  and  people  who 
know  what  they  want  know  how  to 
handle  any  situation  that  arises  from 
getting  it.  One  thing  is  certain,  her 
Italian  boy  friend  in  the  long  run  will 
prove  just  as  strong  a  dose  as  the  gent 
from  East  Orange  whom  she  ditched. 
But  he  will  likewise  be  much  more  ex- 
citing. And,  after  all,  a  dull  life  is  the 
only  inexcusable  life. 

\\#  #E  COME,  now,  to  Ina  Claire  in 
\A#  ''Rebound."  Here  is  a  strictly 
~  *  American  play.  More  so  even 
than  "Strictly  Dishonorable."  On  the 
surface  it  is  flippant  enough,  just  as 
American  life  on  the  surface  appears 
to  be  flippant.  But,  suddenly,  in  the 
third  act,  it  goes  profound,  although  we 
havn't  discovered  very  many  people 
who  were  in  that  first-night  audience 
who  sensed  its  profundity.  If  Mr. 
Eugene  O'Neil  or  Mr.  Henrik  Ibsen  or 
one  of  the  Russians  had  done  that  third 
act  we  should  have  had  a  lot  of  gabling 
concerning  its  message.  But  since  it  was 
the  work  of  Donald  Ogden  Stewart  and 
a  humorous  in  the  bargain  there  was  no 
gabling  at  all.  which  is  a  relief. 


By  CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

There  may  be  other  plays  in  which 
the  idea  is  advanced  that  hysterical 
love  is  degrading  but  we  have  never 
seen  them.  It  has  been  a  theme  that 
we  have  always  subscribed  to  and  we 
wondered  after  seeing  that  third  act 
of  "Rebound"  why  we  had  never 
given  our  conviction  voice.  There  has 
been  a  great  deal  said  in  verse  and 
story  about  sublimity  of  love  but 
precious  little  about  its  narrowness,  its 
meanness,  its  littleness,  its  contempti- 
bility.  Johnnie  Coles  on  his  knees 
sobbing  into  Sara  Truesdale's  lap  is 
neither  narrow,  nor  mean,  nor  little, 
nor  contemptible.  But  the  seeds  are 
there  for  all  these  sordid  impulses. 
"Never  get  on  your  knees  to  any- 
one!" says  Sara  to  Johnnie.  Just  that 
line  would  have  made  the  play  for  us. 
But,  besides  that  line  there  was  Miss 
Claire,  and  besides  Miss  Claire  there 
was  Robert  Williams.  Rarely  in  the 
theatre  have  we  seen  a  finer  bit  of  emo- 
tional acting  than  the  aforesaid  Mr. 
Williams  on  his  knees  before  his  god- 
dess. 

The  opening  night  was  just  like  old 
times.  Except  that  the  play  was  so 
much  better  than  old  times  that  the 
idea  that  the  theatre  is  going  to  the 
dogs  ought  to  be  set  at  rest  for  all  time. 
We  don't  mean  to  say  that  it  is  a  great 
play.  And,  yet,  if  we  leave  out  a  classical 
interpretation  of  that  term  it  is  as  great 
as  any  contemporary  play.  It  is  cer- 
tainly as  great  as  "Lord  and  Lady  Algy" 
or  "The  Gay  Lord  Quex"  or  "Heart- 
ease,"  let  us  say,  over  which  we  split 
our  lemon  colored  gloves  in  the  gay 
nineties.  It  contains  as  good  an  idea  as 
most  of  Shaw's  plays.  And,  contempor- 
aneously speaking,  it's  a  much  more 
skillful  play  than   "Paris  Bound." 

As  for  Miss  Claire,  we  feel  very  much 
about  her  as  a  friend  of  ours  did  on 
that  opening  night.  A  few  spectators  in 
the  lobby,  having  heard  the  voice  of  the 
prompter  during  the  performance,  ex- 
pressed themselves  as  very  much  hot 
and  bothered.  Said  the  friend  in  ques- 
tion: "It  didn't  bother  me  in  the  least. 
I'd  much  rather  hear  Miss  Claire  do  a 
prompted  line  than  most  actresses  give 
it  without  a  falter!"  We  guess  that  puts 
us  on  record.  We  mean,  them  is  our 
sentiments,  too. 

THE  LAST  MILE"  is  another  refuta- 
tion of  the  charge  that  the  stage  is 
not  what  it  used  to  be.  Or  perhaps 
we  should  say  not  as  good  as  it  used  to 
be.  Did  the  gay  nineties,  or  the  senti- 
Continued  on  page  23 


JULY,  1930 


11 


INA  CLAIRE 


The  stellar  role  of  Sara  in  Donald  Ogden  Stewart's  scintillating  comedy  of  sophistication 
"Rebound,"  now  playing  at  the  Curran,  is  proving  to  be  the  outstanding  opportunity  of 
this  delightful  comedienne's  brilliant  career.  Miss  Claire's  performance  when  last  seen 
here  in  Lonsdale's  "The  Last  of  Mrs.  Cheyney"  stamped  her  as  one  of  the  real  favorites 
of  San  Francisco  audiences. 


12 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


Railroad  Journalism 


Its  Beginnings  and 


San  Francisco  and  California  journal- 
ism during  the  1870s,  '80s  and  '90s, 
was  a  railroad  journalism. 

There  had  been  talk  of  a  transcon- 
tinental railroad  as  early  as  the  1830s, 
while  California  was  still  a  Mexican 
possession.  With  the  close  of  the  Mex- 
ican War,  the  gold  rush  and  admittance 
of  California  to  the  Union,  there  began 
active  agitation  for  a  road.  This  was 
almost  purely  a  newspaper  movement. 
Whenever  there  was  a  scarcity  of  news, 
a  reporter  was  sent  out  to  dig  up  a  rail- 
road story  to  fill  the  gap  in  the  news 
columns.  When  an  editor  ran  out  of 
editorial  material,  he  wrote  a  stirring 
editorial  demanding  immediate  legis- 
lative action  on  the  railroad  question. 
When  candidates  were  announced  for 
the  state  of  national  legislation,  report- 
ers promptly  descended  upon  the  gen- 
tlemen to  learn  their  views  on  the  rail- 
road question  and  what  they  proposed 
to  do  about  it,  if  elected  to  office. 

Accordingly,  there  was  considerable 
rejoicing  along  the  state's  newspaper 
rows,  when  in  June,  1861,  the  Central 
Pacific  Company  was  organized.  In 
July,  1862,  Congress  passed  the  first 
Pacific  Railroad  bill.  It  authorized  the 
construction  of  the  road  and  granted 
suitable  land  and  cash  subsidies  with 
which  to  begin  the  great  work. 

On  the  evening  of  July  10,  1862,  San 
Francisco  held  a  gigantic  torchlight  pa- 
rade (prompted  by  the  newspapers)  to 
celebrate  the  signing  of  the  railroad 
bill.  The  police,  the  firemen,  several 
divisions  of  the  Army  and  Navy  and 
every  organization  in  the  city  were  in 
line.  Various  interior  cities  sent  dele- 
gations to  participate  in  the  procession. 
The  town  was  draped  in  bunting  and 
hung  with  flags.  Each  division  of  march- 
ers bore  huge  banners.  The  legends 
thereon  may  profitably  be  studied  by 
scribes,  specializing  in  booster  booklets. 
To  quote  a  few  of  them:  "Westward 
the  march  of  the  Empire  STEAMS  its 
way.  The  American  Union — It  strides 
to  power  on  legs  of  iron  ...  In  its  breast 
is  nourishment  for  the  nations  of  the 
earth.  Its  arms  are  steel.  On  its  head  is 
a  crown  of  gold.  A  Good  Bill — Provi- 
sions for  free  homesteads  on  every 
alternate  section." 

As  building  of  the  road  progressed, 
there  began  to  be  vague  rumblings  of 
dissatisfaction.  For  a  Sacramento  store 
keeper,  Collis  Huntington  had  devel- 
oped amazing  and  alarming  talents  as 
a  lobbyist.  He  had,  in  fact,  gotten  the 
notion  that  the  earth  and  all  its  rights 
of  way  were  his  by  divine  dispensation. 


If  the  Central  Pacific  asked  of  any  city 
or  district  a  right  of  way  or  terminal 
facilities,  it  took  the  attitude  that  it 
should  have  them  immediately,  on  its 
own  terms. 

As  the  road  approached  the  lower 
Sierras,  sharp  disagreement  arose  as  to 
its  route,  and  work  was  practically  at  a 
standstill.     There    were    a    number    of 

finale 

by  Sydney  King  Russell 
Nothing  was  so  incredible  as  this, 
That  suddenly,  without  another  word 
We  should  forswear  the  urgent  vow,  the  kiss 
And  part  as  strangers  part.  Again  I  heard 
As  from  afar,  the  music  we  had  shared, 
Symphonies  that  had  bound  us  when  we  sat 
Enthralled,  and  I  discovered  that  you  cared 
For  Mozart  as  for  me.  And  that  was  that. 
But  now  the  ultimate.  I  turned  my  head 
And  gulped,  and  felt  that  all  the  world  was 

wrong; 
Your  voice  cried,  "Wait!"  I  woke  as  from  the 

dead 
My  spirit  tembling  on  the  brink  of  song. 
"Oh,  well,"  you  said  and  shrugged  and  broke 

the  spell; 
I  smiled  and  left  you  echoing,  "Oh  well . . ." 

newspapers  who  boldly  denounced  the 
whole  project  as  a  swindle  and  stock 
selling  scheme.  But  the  trouble  was 
presently  settled.  The  rumbling  died 
down.  After  all,  the  big  point  was  that 
the  road  was  being  built.  It  was  duly 
completed  in  May,  1869.  West  and  East 
were  actually  joined  by  steel  at  the 
famous  last  spike  ceremony,  at  Prom- 
ontory Point,  Utah.  In  San  Francisco 
the  rejoicing  was  noisy,  prolonged  and 
very  wet,  as  befitted  an  occasion  where 
the  people  were  delivered  from  isola- 
tion into  communication,  development 
and  prosperity. 

The  prosperity,  however,  failed  to 
materialize.  The  Central  Pacific 
Company's  theories  on  freight  rates 
were,  to  say  the  least,  very  confusing. 
Shippers  and  farmers  listened  in  per- 
plexity and  anxiety  to  the  mysteries  of 
the  long  and  short  haul,  and  quite 
failed  to  see  why  rebates  should  apply 
only  to  large  shippers.  The  farmers 
were  particularly  bitter,  claiming  that 
the  high  rates  wiped  out  their  profits. 
A  number  of  people  had  bought  Cen- 
tral Pacific  stock  at  $100  a  share.  They 
had  had  no  dividends,  and  there  were 
no  prospects  of  any.  But  the  personal 
fortunes  of  the  railroad  builders  were 
running  to  staggering  figures.  There 
were  lawsuits,  demanding  investigation 


Unexpected    Developments 

By  ZOE  A.  BATTU 

of  these  discrepancies.  The  suits  came 
to  nothing.  The  plaintiffs  would  have 
done  better  to  save  the  expense  of  them. 

In  San  Francisco,  as  the  1870s  ad- 
vanced, an  intolerable  situation  devel- 
oped. Thousands  of  men,  employed  in 
building  the  road,  had  gradually  been 
discharged,  to  gather  in  the  city.  The 
road  had  largely  retained  its  Chinese 
laborers.  San  Francisco  was  deeply  in- 
volved in  the  exciting  but  treacheous 
pastime  of  making  paper  fortunes  in 
Comstock  Lode  mining  stocks. 

Toward  these  conditions,  the  news- 
papers were  evasive.  They  decried  the 
folly  of  stock  market  speculation.  They 
mildly  censured  the  stock  exchange  as 
a  thing  of  evil,  which  was  leading  small 
shopkeepers,  servant  girls  and  street 
car  conductors  astray.  The  papers  in- 
clined (not  very  convincingly,  though) 
toward  the  idea  that  there  was  nothing 
basically  wrong.  There  was  temporary 
confusion;  it  would  pass.  California 
was  a  grand  and  glorious  state. 

The  speculation  craze  rudely  termi- 
nated in  the  failure  of  the  Bank  of  Cali- 
fornia and  death  of  Ralston  in  August, 
1875.  The  dazed  city  settled  down  to 
recoup  its  shattered  fortunes.  The  proc- 
ess was  slow  and  the  distress  of  unem- 
ployment increased  much  faster  than 
jobs  could  be  found  for  the  unem- 
ployed. Nor  was  the  situation  helped 
any  through  loss  of  the  interior  valley 
crops  by  drought. 

So  matters  stood  in  July,  1877,  when 
Dennis  Kearney  mounted  a  soap  box  in 
behalf  of  the  laboring  man.  Mr.  Kear- 
ney's economics  were  simple;  his  con- 
clusions obviously  logical;  his  methods 
spectacular.  Subsidies,  political  corrup- 
tion and  favoritism  had  created  monop- 
olies, the  railroad  octopus  and  an  inner 
circle  of  capitalists.  The  white  men  had 
no  jobs  because  the  capitalists  hired 
Chinese  at  low  wages.  Run  the  Chinese 
out  of  the  country.  Hang  the  capitalists 
and  railroad  builders.  The  working  man, 
who  had  built  the  country,  would  then 
be  free  to  run  it. 

Kearney  shortly  moved  to  put  his 
ideas  into  action.  Hoodlum  mobs 
wrecked  and  burned  a  Chinese 
laundry,  pelted  Chinese  with  cobble 
stones  and  threatened  to  bomb  China- 
town from  baloons.  A  Committee  of 
Safety  was  promptly  organized  and 
Kearney's  cohorts  temporarily  clubbed 
into  submission  with  pick  handles. 
At   the   appearance  of   Kearney,   the 

Continued  on  page  33 


Jl'LY.  1930 


13 


►PENi  ek  Mai-kv  is  an 
I  artist  who  has  unin- 
tentionally come  to 


occupy  the  most  strategic 
position  in  San  Francisco 
art  today.  As  executive 
director  of  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Art  Association,  he  controls 
the  activities  of  the  largest  local  art 
group  and  is  responsible  for  the 
educational,  exhibition  and  social 
art  program  on  which  the  city  s 
artistic  future  may  depend. 

I  say  "unintentional"  because 
Spencer  Macky  did  not  intend  to 
become  an  art  executive.  He  did 
not  even  intend  to  become  an  art 
teacher  when  first  he  left  New  Zea- 
land to  study  painting  in  Europe. 
He  claims  that  he  really  did  not 
consider  making  California  his 
home  when  he  came  here  in  1910. 
He  was  in  London — and  rather 
hoping  to  remain  there.  But  he 
was  young  —  and  modest  —  and 
London  seemed  formidible.  So  he 
bought  a  ticket  to  "Berkeley,  Cali- 
fornia," where  an  uncle  lived,  not 
knowing  its  exact  location  nor  its 
distance  from  both  Europe  and 
New  Zealand. 

He  was  charmed  with  the  cli- 
mate, so  stayed.  He  engaged  a 
studio  and  students  started  com- 


CONCERNING . 


By  ALINE  KISTLER 


Leonora  Wood  Annsb^ 


ALBERT  PETERSON 


C  Spencer  Vfacfo 


I  BROWN 


The 


ing.  1  he  young,  sensitive,  English-bred  New 
Zealander  was  shocked  with  the  matter-of-fact 
ways  of  the  westerners  but  the  longer  he  stayed 
the  less  he  minded  their  "barbarianisms."  He 
moved    to    San    Francisco — more    students    ap- 


peared. He  married  a  young  Aus- 
tralian artist  and  together  they 
taught  between  commissions  for 
portraits.  Together  they  painted 
an  important  mural  commission 
for  the  New  Zealand  and  Austra- 
lian buildings  at  the  1915  Exposi- 
tion. Recognition  increased  and, 
along  with  it,  the  enrollment  of 
students  in  their  classes. 

When  the  Sketch  Club  com- 
bined with  the  San  Francisco  Art 
Association  both  Macky  and  his 
wife  joined  the  faculty  of  the  art 
school  sponsored  by  the  associa- 
tion, greatly  augmenting  the  stu- 
dent body  of  five  members  by  the 
addition  of  their  group  of  fifty 
pupils.  Naturally,  Macky  took  an 
immediate  personal  interest  in  the 
school's  development  and  has 
since  played  an  important  part  in 
the  affairs  of  the  California  School 
of  Fine  Arts,  developing  the  night 
classes,  serving  on  the  board  of 
directors,  organizing  the  artist 
council  and  helping  with  the  re- 
moval of  the  institution  from  the 
Mark  Hopkins  property  to  the 
present  Chestnut  and  Jones  street 
site. 

Macky's  appointment  as  execu- 
tive director  of  the  Association  was 
made  early  this  year  by  the  presi- 


dent,  William    Gerstle. 
With  it  came  new  respon- 
sibilities   to    bring    more 
artists    into    the    Associa- 
tion, to  make  the  annual 
exhibition  one  of  national 
scope,   to   assist  with   the 
new  membership  drive,  to  outline 
new  programs  of  exhibition  and 
lectures,  and  to  organize  forces  for 
the  completion  of  the  Association's 
building  program  which  is  to  pro- 
vide a  gallery  for  San  Francisco 
art. 

LEONORA  Wood  Ar.msby  is  perhaps 
the  only  woman  impressario  in 
"the  world — yet  she  has  not 
made  a  profession  of  music.  Until 
three  years  ago  she  was  known  for 
her  social  activities  far  more  than 
her  musical  interests.  It  is  true  she 
had  studied  composition  with 
Damrosch  and  continued  writing 
music.  She  had  worked  with  the 
Greenwich  settlement  music  school 
in  New  York.  She  had  met  musi- 
cians all  over  the  world  and  held 
many  of  the  greatest  her  personal 
friends.  But  she  did  not  dream  of 
having  an  entire  symphony  orches- 
tra to  do  with  as  she  liked  for  three 
months  out  of  each  year. 

Then  came  the  organization  of 
the  San  Mateo  Philharmonic  So- 
ciety with  its  purpose  of  keeping 
the  San  Francisco  symphony  orchestra 
intact  during  the  summer.  Tentative 
programs  were  considered  but  none 
proved  satisfactory  until  Mrs.  Armsby 
was  asked  to  take  charge.  It  was  her  idea 
Continued  on  page  26 


Henry  Dujf\ 


14 


The  Men  from  the  South. 


A  Review  of  Two  Book: 


For  years  a  favorite  topic  in  Holly- 
wood has  been:  "Why  doesn't  some 
one  do  a  book  about  Hollywood?" 
This  cry  was  generally  interpreted  as 
meaning:  why  doesn't  some  one  do  a 
book  about  us?  Carl  Van  Vechten, 
peeved  because  of  a  hoax  played  on  him 
by  a  dusky  but  quite  Aryan  beauty,  re- 
turned to  New  York  with  "a  mad" 
against  Hollywood  and  wrote  a  silly 
piece  that  amused  no  one.  Don  Ryan 
tried  the  task  in  "Angel's  Flight"  and 
again  in  "A  Roman  Holiday"  but  Ryan 
sees  America  through  Spenglerian  spec- 
tacles which  is  like  studying  Carlyle's 
"Heroes"  to  understand  Hoover.  Adela 
Rogers  St.  John  wrote  Mae  Busch  up  in 
a  thin  disguise  but  it  was  a  portrait 
written  with  one  eye  trained  on  the  vari- 
able standards  of  The  Cosmopolitan.  And 
now  the  Graham  Brothers  have  pub- 
lished "Queer  People." 

"Queer  People"  is  by,  of  and  for 
Hollywood.  Its  authors — Carroll  and 
Garrett  Graham — are  Hollywood  pub- 
licity writers.  The  title  is  authentic 
Hollywood,  a  neat  phrase  that  will  at- 
tract many  readers  who  are  fetched  by 
"Flaming  Flesh"  and  "Passion's  Power" 
and  for  a  not  altogether  dissimilar  rea- 
son. But  the  reader,  like  the  movie  fan, 
will  be  disappointed.  There  is  not  a 
single  character  in  the  novel  who,  be- 
neath a  labored  surface  equanimity, 
yearns  for  ecstasies  beyond  the  norm. 
The  title  is  as  deceptive  as  any  of  the 
blurbs  written  about  the  great  master- 
pieces of  Culver  City  and  Universal. 
The  manner  of  the  novel  is  also  of 
Hollywood.  It  is  written  in  that  brightly 
brummagem  style  that  so  many  people 
confuse  with  the  irony  of  Mr.  Cabell. 

But  these  peccadilloes  would  be  easily 
forgotten  if  "Queer  People"  had  more 
than  a  suggestion  of  Holywood  life  be- 
tween its  covers.  For  Hollywood  con- 
tains many  a  book  for  the  writer  who 
will  look  at  the  place  sharply  and  forget 
its  infectious  banter.  True  to  style,  the 
Grahams  write  in  terms  of  wisecracks. 
But  knowing  Hollywood  as  they  do, 
they  have  captured  one  or  two  fine 
scenes.  The  story  conference  presided 
over  by  Mr.  Tree  has  a  nice  edge;  the 
picture  of  apartment  life  is  amusing; 
and  the  details  of  the  constant  and  un- 
flagging "parties"  may  make  a  few 
people  in  Hollywood  selfconscious.  But 
the  satire  on  Elinor  Glyn  which  is  meant 
to  be  quite  "uproarious"  creaks  with 
faulty  mechanics  and  the  trigger  clicks 
again  and  again  with  the  emptiness  of  a 
forced  and  silly  humor.  Moreover,  the 
nonsensical  melodrama  with  which  the 


novel  ends  must  be  deplored  by  every 
reader.  We  do  have  good  murders  in 
Los  Angeles.  If  Hollywood  novels  must 
end  with  murders,  for  the  sake  of  Hick- 
man and  Northcott,  and  in  the  name  of 
Sanhuber,  the  newspaper  files  should  be 
consulted. 

To  insure  the  prompt  recognition  of 
every  character  in  the  book,  the 
Grahams  resorted  to  the  subtle 
makeshift  of  printing  a  lengthy  fore- 
word in  which  they  protested,  loudly  in 
advance  of  accusation,  that  "all  of  the 
characters  are  imaginary."  This  would 
not  even  fool  the  1930  crop  of  Iowans. 
It  was  with  a  sensation  of  mounting 
pride  that  I  recognized  my  boodlegger 
as  he  was  introduced  by  the  Grahams 
with  an  appropriate  wisecrack.  Every 
columnist  in  Los  Angeles  was  given  an 
authentic  dramatis  personae  for  the 
novel  the  day  that  it  was  released.  The 
pride  of  Hollywood  is  introduced  as 
"Madame  Frankie  Lee"  who  conducts 
a  bawdy  house  and  if  any  supporter  of 
Mayor  Rolph  has  difficulty  in  spotting 
the  long  nose,  ranting  voice,  and  evan- 
gelical tactics  of  the  novel's  district 
attorney,  one  Burrows  by  name,  then  he 
has  not  read  the  newspapers  recently. 

As  popularly  titled  as  "Queer 
People"  is  the  novel  of  another 
Los  Angeles  writer — "Sweet 
Man"  by  Mr.  Gilmore  Millen.  From 
times  that  antedate  the  memory  of  exist- 
ing anthropologists,  the  negro  has  been 
famed  for  his  virility  and  the  extent  to 
which  this  myth  has  permeated  white 
regions  is  almost  unbelievable.  Even 
the  negroes  believe  it  now.  It  is  around 
this  legend  th^t  Mr.  Millen  has  written 
his  first  novel  and  it  is  from  this  well  of 
legend  that  he  conjures  forth  his  title. 
He  has  done  a  difficult  task  in  a  manner 
Man"  by  Mr.  Gilmore  Millen.  From 
that  never  lacks  competency,  the  sure 
and  practised  competency  of  an  able 
journalist.  To  write  of  the  origin  of 
John  Henry,  his  life  on  the  plantation, 
in  construction  camps,  on  Beale  Street, 
in  prison,  on  the  bum,  and  taking  exotic 
white  women  to  the  Apex  Night  Club  on 
Central  Avenue,  Los  Angeles,  was  no 
easy  task.  It  was  a  story  fraught  with 
innumerable  difficulties  and  if  Mr.  Mil- 
len has  not  hurdled  all  of  them  he  is 
scarcely  to  be  criticised. 

Through  "Sweet  Man"  runs  a  note  of 
nascent  sentimentality  that  Mr.  Millen 
barely  succeeds  in  suppressing  with  a 
manly  sniffle  on  the  last  page.  "Sweet 
man,"  whose  deeds  of  the  boudoir  and 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


of  and  for  Hollywood 

By  CAREY  McWILLIAMS 

alley  and  rooming  house,  made  black 
gals  cut  each  other  to  shreds  and  dream 
of  a  better  life,  wins  the  affection  of  the 
charming  white  lady  in  Los  Angeles 
whose  car  he  drives.  When  the  inevit- 
able quarrel  occurs,  Barbara  Pennfield 
is  shot  by  John  Henry  who  then  takes 
his  own  life.  He  falls  to  the  floor  "his 
left  hand  touching  Barbara  Pennfield's 
blonde  hair."  One  can  imagine  that  it 
was  this  touch  that  moved  Mr.  Van 
Vechten,  who  has  made  such  a  superla- 
tively fine  thing  out  of  the  negro  racket, 
to  write  of  "Sweet  Man"  so  uncritically. 
But,  even  in  his  sad  melodramatic 
moments,  one  can  sympathize  with  Mr. 
Millen.  He  had  worked  the  novel  into  a 
bad  situation.  To  make  the  book  topical, 
he  had  to  bring  in  the  fatal  issue  of  mis- 
cegnation.  He  had  devoted  space  to  the 
blues,  negro  folk  lore,  mob  killings,  and 
every  phase  of  popular  negro  news 
(with  the  exception  of  negro  revivals 
which  Mr.  King  Vidor  had  about  ex- 
hausted) and  he  thought  that  he  must 
tackle  the  black-white  bugbear.  Had  he 
permitted  the  black  lusting  magnifi- 
cently-accountered  John  Henry  to  make 
the  daring  Barbara  merely  a  "sweet 
man,"  he  would  have  risked  an  anti- 
climax. Ida,  Henry's  black  sweetheart, 
was  approaching  thunderously  from  the 
south,  and  would  have  won  him  back  in 
another  ten  pages.  Hence  it  developed 
that  Mr.  Pennfield  might  shoot  Barbara 
and  avenge  the  slandered  masculinity  of 
the  whites  who  had  been  denounced  as 
shamefully  unsatisfactory,  or  that  Bar- 
bara would  have  to  shoot  Pennfield  to 
make  way  for  John  Henry  at  her  side, 
and  this  would  have  violated  the  Penal 
Code  and  necessitated  a  residence  in 
Ensenada.  Henry  might  have  been  per- 
mitted to  kill  himself  quietly  but  this 
would  have  left  Barbara  crying  piteously 
over  his  fallen  body  above  which  would 
have  been  suspended  a  fuliginous 
phallus.  Then,  too,  if  Barbara  had  killed 
Continued  on  page  29 

song  of  the  valiant 

by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 

None  be 

Happier  than  we, 

Who  chose  to  stand  naked  in  the  rain, 

And  dared  the  sea; 

Who  drank 
Bitter  after  sweet, 
Smiled  on  Pain, 
Sported  with  Defeat .... 

Seek  any  in  vain 

Happy 

As  we. 


JULY,  1930 


15 


Louise  Janin  Portrays 
Helen  Wills  Moody 


SENATOR  JAMES  D.  PHELAN 
has  recently  acquired  this  symbolic 
portrait  of  Helen  Wills  Moody  painted 
by  Louise  Janin,  San  Francisco  artist 
working  in  Paris.  The  tribute,  with  its 
luminous  background  of  athletic  figures, 
was  conceived  last  year  when  both  Helen 
Wills  and  Louise  Janin  were  guests  at 
Montalvo.  It  was  completed  on  Miss 
Janin's  return  to  Europe  and  was  ex- 
hibited at  the  Trouville  Exposition 
where  it  received  high  commendation. 
Speaking  of  the  portrait,  Miss  Janin 
writes:  "The  truth  is  that  when  one  gets 
away  from  the  profile,  Helen  Wills  is  an 
extraordinarily  difficult  subject,  and  the 
merest  hairbreadth  of  change  in  a  line  or 
a  plane  makes  the  portrait  like  or  unlike 
— the  modeling,  proportions  and  expres- 
sion of  her  face  are  so  elusive,  so  subtle. 
At  all  events,  the  picture  is  a  symbol 
(and  the  best  photographic  likeness  is 
only  a  symbol) — of  the  finest  type  of 
young  American  womanhood.  There  is 
an  effect  of  dawning  day  in  the  original 
painting  that  a  photograph  hardly  hints 
at.  The  union  of  art  and  athletics,  as  an 
inspiration  to  art,  is  given  in  the  sugges- 
tion of  a  stadium,  the  Palace  of  Fine 
Arts  and  the  Golden  Gate  in  the  back- 
ground." Miss  Janin  has  painted  into 
the  panel  the  first  two  sonnets  written  to 
Helen  Wills  by  James  D.  Phelan.  Two 
griffins,  suggestive  of  Montalvo,  sur- 
mount the  cartouche  bearing  the  sonnet. 
Louise  Janin  is  continuing  her  artistic 
successes  in  Paris,  having  returned  to 
her  studio  there  after  visiting  in  her  San 
Francisco  home  several  months  last 
year. 


16 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


Bay  Region  Miscellany 


CONSTANCE  FERRIS 

Author  of  "Bay  Region  Miscellany,"  first 
published  in  The  San  Franciscan.  These 
vivid  characterizations  portrayed  in  blank 
verse  will  appear  in  book  form  early  this  fall. 


PERCIVAL  MILLER 

I  spent  my  life  in  a  fruitless  quest — 
The  search  for  the  rhythm  of  life. 
I  had  heard  that  it  dwelt  in  music, 
So  I  sought  it  there  unceasingly. 
Fiddle  and  trombone,  saxaphone 
Blared  and  bellowed  and  whined, 
Often  keeping  my  wife  awake 
Until  next  day  she  drooped  at  her  wash- 
ing, 
By  which  she  supported  eleven  children. 
Then,  when  she  died  and  the  Doctor 

said 
It  was  overwork  and  malnutrition, 
The  Bay  Region  centered  its  scorn  on 

me 
And  took  away  my  eleven  children. 
About  that  time  I  heard  someone  say 
That   poetry    held    more    rhythm    than 

music, 
So  I  concentrated  on  ballads  and  lyrics, 
But  none  of  them  ever  were  fit  to  print. 
I'm  lying  now  in  the  potter's  field, 
But  before  I  died  I  read  somewhere 
That  creation  is  the  rhythm  of  life. 
God  above,  and  they  censured  me 
For  having  eleven  children! 

DR.  WESTCOTT 

I  came  back  from  Vienna  and  opened  an 
office 

And  waited  for  life  to  unfold. 

The  patients  came,  the  old  and  the 
young; 

I  mended  their  ills  and  my  life  con- 
tinued 

Devoid  of  romantic  significance. 

I  watched  the  success  of  Dr.  McMorrow 

And  of  Garwin,  the  dentist, 

And  believed  them  when  they  told  me 
the  secret 


Was  all  in  knowing  anatomy. 

So,  when  ladies  came  I  preened  myself 

And  dissertated  at  great  length 

On  the  wonders  and  glories  of  man's 

construction; 
They  looked  abstracted  and  paid  their 

bills. 
While  all  my  night  calls  continued  to  be 
For  elderly  women  and  children  with 

earache. 
I   lived   out  my  span   and   I   died   con- 
vinced 
That  no  woman  cares  for  anatomy — 
At  least  in  its  technical  aspects! 

CHARLOTTE  TREADWAY 

A  sheltered  girlhood  in  the  Valley 

Dreaming  of  the  promises  of  life. 

A  hasty  marriage, 

Born  of  a  passionate  surrender; 

A  godlike  child  and  devastating  happi- 
ness. 

Then  bitter  words  and  separation. 

My  child  and  I  alone  in  San  Francisco, 

Loving  and  clinging  together. 

Privation,  chastity  and  denial, 

Then  the  ultimate  concession 

To  the  exigencies  of  existence; 

The  ruthless  questionings  of  adoles- 
cence 

And  the  inexplicability  of  a  festered  lily. 

More  separation. 

I  sat  on  the  roof  and  gazed  out  across 
the  Ocean 

Until  my  soul  left  my  body — 

Separation — 

What  a  strange  motif  to  weave  a  life 
about. 

SIMON  WHITNEY 

(Street  car  Conductor) 

On  my  farm  in  Iowa  I  read  of  San 
Francisco 

In  the  land  of  burning  brush  and  Euca- 
lyptus, 

Where  philosophic  Chinamen 

Are  said  to  iron  the  night  away. 

How  different  was  the  end  from  the 
beginning; 

No  deathless  bird  from  Shanghai  sang 
for  me — 

I  rang  up  nickels  on  a  cable  car! 

And  when  sightseers  came  through 
Chinatown 

I  tried  to  turn  my  head  away,  not  wish- 
ing 

To  meet  the  Doctor  and  his  wife  from 
Keokuk. 

When  night  came  on,  I  sought  my  lonely 
lodgings — 

The  breast  with  vision,  dies  unsatisfied. 

LEONORA  BYERS 

I  was  driven  out  of  the  Bay  Region 
By  a  band  of  righteous  citizens, 


By  CONSTANCE  FERRIS 

All  because  I  lived  with  a  man 

Who  was  not  my  husband 

And  entertained  somewhat  promiscu- 
ously. 

The  truth  is,  I  was  not  so  different 

From  many  lawful  wives  in  the  Bay 
Region, 

But  I  did  not  have  the  immunity 

That  a  husband's  name  conveys. 

When  the  wife  of  one  of  the  millionaires 

Was  surprised  in  an  indiscretion 

It  was  a  "friend  of  the  family." 

I  had  no  family,  therefore 

I  must  leave  ignominiously. 

To  love  freely  in  the  ancient  days 

Was  to  be  lauded  in  history, 

But  to  love  freely  in  modern  times 

Is  to  be  cited  in  court! 

SHANNON  TYLER 

Instead  of  the  smug  and  simple  words: 
"A  peaceful  soul  lies  buried  here," 
There  should  be  inscribed  on  my  modest 

stone: 
"Here    lies    a    woman    who    hated    the 

world." 
I  gave  to  the  Bay  Region  all  that  I  had — 
The  breadth  of  my  vision;  the  pith  of 

my  wit. 
I  made  them  clever,  twisted  poems 
About  thick-limbed,  surburban  wives; 
About  spectacles  and  the  incongruity 
Of  orthopedics  and  high  romance. 
I   sought   to   brighten   their   dull,   drab 

lives, 
But  they  turned  on  me,  these  forthright 

ones 
And  I  walked  in  hated,  censured  ways. 
I  stood  alone  and  bore  the  brunt 
Of  their  rustic  scorn  to  my  dying  day 
And  I  met  their  jibes  with  insolence, 
But  Harlequin  is  said  to  have  shed  tears. 

BEN  BEAVER 

I  lift  my  voice  from  the  ashes  in  Wood- 
lawn 
To  give  counsel  to  my  erring  brothers, 

who 
Mistake  themselves  for  instruments  of 

justice. 
The  meting  out  of  justice  ruined  me. 
When  a  man  I  trusted  seduced  my  wife 
And  left  me  crushed  and  twice  betrayed, 
I  lay  and  nursed  my  wounds  and  prayed 

to  die. 
Then  rising  up  and  cursing  them, 
I  consecrated  my  blighted  life 
To     the     ravishment     of     other     men's 

wives — 
A  perverted  and  vicarious  vengeance. 
But,  so  subtle  and  so  glamourous  is  sin, 
I  forgot  the  end  in  my  enjoyment  of  the 

means. 
Imagine  the  rest — I  lie  at  last 
Here  in  my  grave  with  flesh  so  rotten 
The  worms  will  not  eat  it. 


JULY,  1930 


17 


THE  FRENCH 


THE  SPANISH 


■P 


THE  MEXICAN 


THE  AMERICAN 


Portrait  of  A  Lady  With  A  Turnip  after  the 
Modern  Schools  as    conceived   by  Sotomayor. 


18 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


RAYMOND  MOULIN'E 


NIGHT  LIGHTS 


The  heart  of  the  Metropolitan  Area  showing  in 
the  background  the  lights  of  the  East  Bay  Cities. 


JULY,  1930  19 

Inventory 

A  Few  Assets  and  Liabilities  of  the  San  Francisco  Metropolitan  Area 

By  JOHN  PARKER 

The  rapid  growth  of  the  West  and  City                         1930         '<  Gain  #8,512    per    person,    while    the    eleven, 

the  continual  westward  shift  of  San  Francisco     625,974        23.54'<  almost    twelve,    billions    that    changed 

the  center  of  American  population              Oakland  284,213        31.4  hands  in   San   Francisco  and  Oakland 

causes    one    to    question    the   compara-              Berkeley  82,120        46.6   '*  represents    transactions    that    averaged 

tively  small   margin   of  growth   of  the              San  Mateo 13,439      125.      '<  #13,138  for  each  of  the  910,187  people 

city  of  San   Francisco  within   the   past  Burlingame             13,055      218.      '  in    the    two    cities — certainly    concrete 

ten  years,  as  shown  by  the  1930  census.  Piedmont                   9,227      118.  enough  evidence  of  the  continued  lead- 

Because  of  the  sixty  per  cent  growth  in  San  Leandro          11,316        89.  ership  of  the  Central  California  metrop- 

population  in  California  as  a  whole  and              Menlo  Park 2,414      194.      ''■  olis. 

in  comparison  with  the  more  than  one              Albany            8,593      290.  There  seems  but  one  chance  of  San 

hundred    per    cent   growth    of    various  Redwood  City          8,957      120.      %  Francisco  Bay  failing  to  realize  its  full 

other  cities  in  Calif ornia,  the  announce-              Palo    Alto 13,635      148.      '<  possibilities   of   development   and    that 

ment    of    but    twenty-three    per     cent              Alameda 34,847        21.      ,;  (the  area's  chief  liability)  is  the  chance 

growth     for     San     Francisco     presents              San  Bruno 3,609      130.      %  that   metropolitan   San    Francisco   may 

grounds  for  a  general  analysis  of  the              Hayward   5,425        56.      '  fail  psychologically  to  realize  the  value 

situation.  Richmond  20,054  25.  rk  of  its  combined  assets  and,  in  that  fail- 
The  first  outstanding  conclusion  to  be  Even  a  cursory  glance  at  these  figures  ure,  become  subject  to  an  inferiority 
drawn  is  that  San  Francisco  no  longer  shows  that  the  greatest  percentage  of  complex  that  would  retard  develop- 
stands  alone  as  a  city.  The  1930  census  growth  has  been  made  in  the  purely  ment.  However,  there  is  little  likelihood 
shows  definitely  that  the  city  itself  is  but  residence  communities  and  the  smallest  of  such  a  situation  for  the  facts  are  all 
one  factor  in  the  growth  of  the  metro-  percentages  in  the  manufacturing  and  against  it  and  a  knowledge  of  the  re- 
politan  area  surrounding  San  Francisco  business  centers.  Just  as  Richmond's  sources  and  strategic  position  of  San 
Bay.  Local  development  can  no  longer  rapid  industrial  growth  is  shown  more  Francisco  Bay  will  forestall  any  psycho- 
be  considered  in  terms  of  San  Francisco  in  the  two  hundred  and  ninety  per  cent  logical  dilemma, 
city   limits   alone,   any    more    than    the  gain  of  Albany's  population  than  in  its 

city's  business  can  be  judged  in  terms  own  gain  of  twenty-five  per  cent,  so  the  Jk  T  present  there  is  a  shadow  of 
of  its  downtown  section  alone.  Even  as  development  of  San  Francisco  may  be  ^^^  tradition  which  seems  to  befog 
the  city's  market  is  composed  of  a  cen-  estimated  only  by  a  visualization  of  the  the  vision  of  people  at  large.  Tra- 
tral  body  with  dozens  of  arms  reaching  commuting  hordes  that  are  sucked  in  dition  is  valuable  only  so  far  as  it  leads 
out  into  various  localities,  taking  mer-  from  every  side  each  morning  and  scat-  to  further  constructive  effort.  It  is  a 
chandise  and  service  to  people  in  outly-  tered  to  their  homes  each  evening  in  a  menace  when  it  turns  the  face  of  the 
ing  districts,  so  the  growth  of  San  throb  of  life  that  pulses  through  the  people  backward.  To  many  people, 
Francisco  Bay  as  a  metropolis  depends  business  heart  and  out  to  the  residential  tales  of  the  "good  old  days''  go  hand  in 
on  the  multiple  resources  of  San  Fran-  capillaries  of  the  metropolitan  area  each  hand  with  a  complacent  sigh  of  "those 
cisco,  Oakland,  San  Mateo,  Alameda,  twenty-four  hours.  The  census  can  give  days  are  gone  forever."  Too  often  they 
Burlingame,  Richmond,  Berkeley  and  a  picture  of  the  distribution  of  homes  fail  to  realize  that  the  basis  for  the  pic- 
other  communities  of  the  Eastbay  and  alone.  turesque  stories  was  merely  the  actively 
Peninsula.  Bound  together  by  their  virile  men  making  the  most  of  opportu- 
strategic  position,  the  bay  cities  have  a  ^^  ecentlv,  long  pessimistic  fingers  nities — opportunities  that  are  more  than 
common  opportunity  and  an  inter-  wf  have  pointed  at  the  comparison  of  duplicated  in  the  possibilities  of  today, 
related  responsibility.  ^  recent  San  Francisco  and  Los  An-  Certainly,  viewed  through  an  equiva- 
Each  unit  of  the  San  Francisco  Metro-  geles  bank  clearings  trying  to  instill  fear  lent  layer  of  reminiscence,  the  recent 
politan  Area  is  specialized  to  some  extent.  of  the  loss  of  Western  financial  leader-  dramatic  development  of  the  Bank  of 
Certainly  there  is  little  duplication  of  ship.  They  have  compared  the  1929  San  Italy  will  have  a  romantic  flavor  equal 
function.  Business  activity  is  centralized  Francisco  bank  clearings  of  #10,938,-  to  that  which  the  days  of  James  King  of 
in  San  Francisco  on  the  peninsula  and  000,000  with  the  Los  Angeles  figure  of  William  bear  today.  The  gold  rush  held 
in  Oakland  for  the  eastbay.  Manufac-  #1 1,066,700,000  for  the  same  year,  for-  no  greater  possibilities  in  the  days  of  '49 
turing  plants  operate  best  in  the  out-  getting  the  fact  that  recently  much  of  than  does  the  current  situation  today, 
skirts  of  these  cities,  in  Richmond,  in  the  business  of  San  Francisco  Bay  is  Seventy-five  years  ago  the  gold  of  the 
Alameda,  in  South  San  Francisco  and  handled  in  Oakland,  which  shares  the  West  poured  through  San  Francisco — 
other  points  where  transportation,  inex-  financial  routine  with  increasing  effi-  today  the  riches  of  the  entire  Pacific 
pensive  land  and  accessible  power  con-  ciency.  They  forget  that  Oakland's  Coast  are  the  resources  from  which  the 
spire  to  make  manufacturing  econom-  bank  clearings  last  year  were  #1,020,-  coordinate  communities  of  metropolitan 
ically  wise.  Home  communities  are  de-  614,224  which,  added  to  the  San  Fran-  San  Francisco  will  derive  their  future 
veloping    more    rapidly    in    Piedmont,  cisco  clearings  bring  the  total  of  bank  wealth. 

Berkeley,  and  down  the  San  Francisco  transactions  for  the  two  business  centers  San   Francisco  Bay  is   the  inevitable 

peninsula.  The  growth  of  all  is  mutually  of  the  San  Francisco  Metropolitan  Area  site  of  the  greatest  metropolis  of  the 

interacting — each  unit  is  linked  undeni-  to  #1 1,958,614,224 — a  sum  larger  than  West,  for,  situated  in  the  path  of  civili- 

ably  with  the  prosperity  of  the  whole.  that  of  Los  Angeles  and  greatly  in  ad-  zation's  flow,  it  fulfills  the  conditions  on 

From  this  viewpoint,  a  review  of  the  vance  of  the  southern  figure  when  esti-  which    world   capitals    have   ever   been 

census  figures  is  doubly  significant.  Let  mated  on  a  per  capita  basis.   The  eleven  built. 

me  quote  the   1930  census  figures  and  billions  represented  in  the  Los  Angeles  Detailed  discussion  of  the  resources 

the  estimated  growth  since  1920  of  the  clearings,     when     apportioned     to     the  and    facts   on    which    this   statement   is 

inter-related  communities:  1,300,000  population,  amounts  to  only  Continued  on  pac 


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THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


MRS.  CHARLES  EHRMAN 


Arkatov 


Of  San  Francisco  who  is  spending  the  Summer  in  Beverly  Hills. 


JUNE,  1930 


21 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

GREEN-SHERER.  On  June  10,  in  San  Rafael, 
Mr,  Alanson  Wood  Green  and  Miss  Louise  Sherer, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Rex  William   Sh 

TURNER-SHERMAN.  On  June  10,  in  Pied- 
mont,  Mr.  Edgar  Turner,  Jr.,  son  of  Mr,  and  Mrs. 
Edgar  Tun  .  and  Miss  Prances  Sherman, 

daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  R.  Sherman. 

BURMISTER-PORTER.  On  June  1".  Mr. 
Robert  Gage  Burmister,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
B.  Burmister,  to  Miss  Amu-  Odtle  Porter,  daughter 
i«i  !)r.  and  Mrs.   Langlej    Porter. 

PILLSBURY-DUFF.    On  June  19,  Mr.  <  I 
Taylor  Pillsbury,  son  of  Mr.  ami  Mrs.  Horace  I 
Pillsbury,  and  Miss  Margery  Duff,  daughter  of  Mr. 
ami  Mr..  W    W.  Chapin. 

WATSOX-BREUXER.  On  June  IT.  Mr.  John 
Barry  Watson,  son  of  Mrs  Arthur  B.  Watson  and 
the  late  Mr.  Watson,  and  Miss  Katrine  Brenner, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John   Brenner. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

WHITMAN-LEWIS.  Mi-.  Janet  McCoofc  Whit- 
man, daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  B.  Henderson, 
to  Mr.  D-iuglas  Batchelder  Lewis,  son  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs,  DeLancey  Lewis. 

PLAYER-McCANN.  Miss  Audrej  Player,  daugh- 
ter of  Dr.  and  Mrs..  Lionel  Player,  to  Mr.  Ji  ihn 
Wilier  McCann,  son  of  the  late  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William 
D.    McCann. 

LEES-PARKIN.  Miss  Emily  Lees,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and   Mrs.   Walter    Blacklock    Lees  of   San    Rafael, 

to  Mr.  John  Parkin.  Jr..  son  of   Mr.  and  Mrs.  John 
Parkin. 

KNIGHT-HYDE.    Miss  Claire  Knight,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Robert   Stuart  Knight.  to  Mr     I 
Crosby    Hyde,  son  of  Mrs.  Orra  Crosby    Hyde  and 

the  late  Dr.   Hyde. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Harold  Christian 
were  visitors  in  San  Francisco  recently,  guests  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Tirey  L.  Ford,  Jr.  Mrs.  Christian  was  the 
former  Mrs.  Genevieve  Morse  Hay  of  Boston  and 
Hollywood. 

Mrs.  Frances  Perkins  of  the  Ojai  Valley  sojourned 

tor  a  time  and  was  entertained  by 
Mrs.   William  Kent.  Jr..  among  others. 

Miss  Agnes  Lowry,  who  now  makes  her  home  in 
Paris,  was  the  complimented  guest  at  a  luncheon 
given  by  Mrs.  Frederick  L.  Joyce  at  the  Town  and 
Country  Club. 

Mr.  George  Barr  Baker  of  New  York  is  a  recent 
arrival.  Mrs.  Raker  has  been  visiting  friends  in 
Burlingame. 

Miss  Alice  Cooke  of  Honolulu  has  been  visiting  in 

San    Francis©  i    for   some   time   and    was   one   of    the 

-   on  a  fishing  trip  organized  by    Mr.  and   Mrs. 

William   Kent.  Jr. 

Miss  Mabel  Wilson  of  New  York  was  honored  at 
a  luncheon  given  by  her  cousin.   Mrs.    Richard   West- 

pbal. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  B.  I'ahill  were  dinner  hosts 
at  their  home  in  Washington  street  in  compliment  to 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Walter  F.  Foster  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
W.  K  Mew  York. 

Mr.    and    Mrs.    Edwin    Eddy   entertained   their  son 
and  daughter-in-law   Mr.  and  Mrs.  Selwyn  Eddy  re- 
cently.   Sir.  and   Mrs.   Selwyn    Eddy  now   live  in    Los 
les. 

Mrs.    Marion    Lord    of    Paris   has   been    the    ! 
guest  of   Mr.   and   Mrs.    Georges  de   Latour  at   their 
ranch    in    Nana   county   and    later   visited    Mrs,    J     A. 
Folger  at  the  Folgcr  home  in  Woodside. 

In  honor  of  Mrs.  Frederick  Weida  of  Sumatra. 
Mrs,  Harry  Fast  Miller  and  her  daughter  Mr-.  John 
Bryant  Kno\  entertained  at  the  Town  and  Country 
Cluh   at    luncheon. 

Mrs.  Daulton  Mann  and  her  young  son  will  spend 
.1  months  this  summer  in  San   Francis 

Colond  and    Mrs.    Lawrence   Kedington    I  Josephine 
Parrott)   of    Pari-,  will  spend  the  summer  months  on 
the  peninsula   visiting   the   various  members   of   the 
:;  family. 

Mrs  Hountford  S.  Wilson  has  been  entertaining 
her  sister.  Mrs.  Carroll  Alexander,  who  is  in  Cali- 
fornia on  a  visit  from  her  h.<mc  in  the  Orient. 

Mr.    and    Mrs.    Bern  nari    arc    in 

Francisco  for  the  Summer  Symphony  season  and  arc 
being   extensively    entertained. 

Mr>    John  Clark   Burgard  entertained  recently   in 

Mr.  and  Mrs.   Edward  H.  Clark  V.  are 

■     at  the  Fairmont  Hotel  for  a  tew  weeks  and  are 

entertained  by  their  San  Francisco  friends  and 

relat. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr    Milton  Eaberg  will  entertain  a  large  pari 

friends  over  the  weekend  early  in  July,  assembling 

■ 
□    Williams    assembled    a    Ian  - 
friends  recently  at  the  Menlo  i  linner 

dance  and  Calcutta  pool  were  the  attract 


Mr.   and    Mrs.    William    Leib  and    Mr.   and    Mrs, 

ird   I  It- 1 in. hi  i  ecentlj   visit'  Irs.   Rudolph 

Spreckles  at  her  ranch  home  al  Sobre  Vista. 
Charles   M  c<  ormick,  Jr.,  has  returned  from   Yale 

and  has  joined  his  family  at  Atherton  immer. 

M r.  Lewis  Lapham  also  returned  from  Vale  re- 
cently and  came  West  with  his  parents,  Mi.  and  Mrs, 
Roger  Lapham,  and  Miss  Carol  Lapham.  Miss  Lap- 
ham  has  been  attending  school  in  the  Last, 

Mr.  John  Drum,  Jr.,  is  returning  from  Cambridge 
shortly   and   wDI   join   his   parents    I  time. 

Later  young  Mr.  Drum  and  his  mother  will  go  to 
Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bradley  Wallace  and  their  son. 
Kevett,  are  spending  July  at  Tahoe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanley  Harris  and  their  two  daugh- 
ters have  closed  their  home  in  Washington  street  and 
are  at  their  cuntry   home  at    Woodside. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  Jackling  entertained  a  large 
party  of  young  people  on  Julj  4  at  their  home  on  the 
peninsula.  It  was  an  all-day  affair  with  daylight  and 
evening    fireworks   a   part    of    the   festU 

Miss  Virginia  Allen  will  be  the  complimented  - 
at  the  dinner  given  by   Mrs.  Thomas   Eastland  I 
the    subscription    dance    at    the    Burlingame    Club    on 
July    11. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Elizabeth  Splivalo,  Miss  Claudine 
Gillespie  gave  a  burTet   supper  at  her  home  in  Green 
Miss    Splivalo    is    engaged    to    Mr.    Wallace 
Bait dof.  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mis.  Alexander  Hamilton  gave  a  large 
luncheon  on  a  recent^fchday  at  their  country  place  in 
Woi  idside. 

Mr.  and  Mis.  Kile  Osborn  have  returned  to  town 
after  spending  a  few    weeks  at    Brockway, 

Miss  Meredith  Maddux,  whose  marriage  to  Mr. 
Raymond  Haizlip  will  be  an  early  July  event,  was 
guest  of  honor  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  Melville 
Threlkeld  at  the  Franci^ca  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stewart  Lowry  entertained  at  dinner 
recently  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.   William  Leib. 

Miss  Isabel  Jennings  and  her  brother,  Mr.  Thomas 
Jennings,  entertained  at  a  supper  party  in  honor  of 
Miss  Anne  Odile  Porter  and  her  fiance,  Mr.  Gage 
Burmister. 

Mr.  George  Pope.  Jr.,  entertained  a  party  of  friends 
over  a  recent  weekend  at  his  lodge  at  Lake  Tahoe. 

General  ami  Mrs.  John  L.  Hines  entertained  at 
tea  recently  at   their  rpiarters  at    Fort    Mason. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kenneth  R.  Kingsbury  have  been 
dividing  their  time  hetween  the  McCloud  River  coun- 
ir>   am!  their  country  home  in   Kos>. 

Mr.   and    Mrs.    George   Xewhall,  Jr..  are  motorinc 
acro.s  the  Continent  on  their  wedding  trip.  They  w  .11 
stay  at  the  Xewhall  place  at   Lake  Tahoe  for  several 
weeks.    Mrs.    New  hall    was    the    former    Mrs.    I 
Thierhach. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  B.  Clifton  are  at   Fallen   Leaf 
-<   at  Tahoe  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  Templeton  Crocker  has  sailed  i  >n  his  yacht, 
Zaca,  en  route  to  the  Orient.  He  will  tour  the  world 
and  plans  to  he  away  about  eight  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Bacon  entertained  at  dinner 
recently  at  the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel. 

Mi-s  Janet  Coleman  is  at  Lake  Tahoe  at  present 
and  plans  later  to  go  to  the  Feather  River  Country 
with  a  party  of  friends. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Houghtding  have  taken  the 
home  m   Woodside  for  the  summer. 

List  month  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  McLaren  cele- 
brate! the  fourth  anniversary  of  their  wedding.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Harry  Poett,  parents  of  Mrs,  McLaren. 
Lave  a  dinner  in  their  honor  on  this  occasion. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  <>.  G.  Miller  and  their  son  and 
daughter-in-law,    Mr.   and    Mrs  Miller,  have 

returned  to  San  Francisco  after  a  world  tour  which 
lasted  six  months.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Albert  Miller  have 
takei  Meet  apartment. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J  bin  entertained  at 

a  dinner  given  for  Mr.  and   Mrs.    Daniel  C.  Jackling. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eric  Pedley  (Alejandra  Macondray) 
had  their  small  son  christened  at  M  abriel 

The  baby  was  named  Eric  Atherton 
Thomas. 

Mrs.   Latham  McMullin  was  a  luncheon 

and  bridge   party   at  her  home  in  Atherton. 

Mr  and  Mrs  Calvin  Tilden  are  visiting  at  Tahot- 
until  mid-July. 

Misv  Barbara  Carpenter  entertained  a  group  of  the 
debutantes  at  a  dinner  given  at  the  Carpenter  home  in 
Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fdward  Tobin  have  returned  from 
New  York  where  they  sojourned  for  several  we* 

Mrs.  Felix  Butte  recently  entertained  at  a  musicatc 
at  her  home  m   Yallejo  street. 

M,s  Barn    "    Johnson,    Mrs,    I  and 

Mr*                        recently   ent<  -door 

luocrj  *  ■  "  Rafael. 

Mrs.  Frank     W.     Fuller    and     Mn  Loins     p. 

.  d  bj    Mrs 
E    i     r.     wnell. 


Mr  and  Mrs.  K.  C.  La  Montaigne  who  are  now 
living   in    Southern  is    were  guests  of  honor 

at  a  farewell  dinner  given  by  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Mark 
( ierstle. 

Mrs.  rlebet  Tilden  entertained  at  a  bridge  party  in 
honor  of  bet  sistrr.  Miss  Katrine  Brenner,  and  her 
fiance.  Mr.  John  Watson.  The  party  was  given  at 
Mrs.  Tilden's  home  on  Pacific  Avenue. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  Taylor  who  are  now  estab- 
lished in  Menlo  Park  for  the  summer  gave  a  dinner 
party  there  recently. 

A  no-host  dinner  dance  was  arranged  by  Miss 
Patricia  Tobin  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis  recently. 
About    thirty   young   people   were   in    the  party. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  F  B.  Morse  entertained  Mr.  and 
Mrs  Edmunds  Lyman  at  the  Morse  ranch  in  the 
Carmel  Valley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hays  Smith  enjoyed  a  week- 
end with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  G.  Parrott  at  the 
Parrott  place  in  Monterey. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alan  J.  Lowrey  have  taken  the 
Sesnon  home  at  Aptos  for  the  month  of  July. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Louis  S.  Catcs  and  Miss  Barbara 
tat.--  will  reopen  their  Burlingame  home  for  part  of 
the  summer. 

Miss  Florence  McCormick,  who  will  be  one  of  next 

winter's  debutantes,   was  given  a  dinner  party  b)    her 

parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  McCormick,  preceding 

the  peninsula  subscription  dances  on    June 

28. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Russell  will  spend  a  part  of 
the  summer  in   the  Carmel    Valley. 

Mrs  Thomas  F.  Badly  and  Mi-s  Barbara  Bailly 
have  rel-.irned  home  from  the  Fast.  Miss  Bailly 
graduated   from    Miss    Finch's   school   in  June. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harold  Law  entertained  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  John  Heywood  at  the  Law's  cottage  at  Pebble 
Beach. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Louis  Titus  and  their  children  and 
Miss  Theresa  Rponey  are  staying  at  the  Canterbury. 
They   spend   their   winters   in    Washn  . 

An  open  air  performance  will  take  place  on  the 
evening  of  August  2$  at  the  Menlo  Circus  Club,  when 
a  pageant  of  Midsummer  Nights  Dream  will  be  pre- 
sented for  the  benefit  of  the  Stanford  Convalescent 
Home  for  Children.  Many  prominent  society  women 
are  interesting  themselves  in  the  event. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dan  Volkmann  entertained  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Frank  Noyes  recently  at  the  Volkmann  summer 
place  at  Woodside. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  Bow  es  have  taken  the 
Charles  Warren.  Jr.,  place  at   Ross  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  ami  Mrs.  Henry  U.  Chace  have  taken  the  Paul 
McCoy  apartment  in  Jackson  street  for  a  term  of 
months. 

Miss  Frances  ami  Miss  Katherine  Stent  have  re- 
turned to  San  Francisco  after  a  long  sojourn  in 
Europe.  They  have  joined  their  mother.  Mrs.  F.  H. 
Stent,   at   Atherton. 

Members  of  the  San  HYancisco  Garden  (Tub  were 
guests  at  the  tea  given  by  Mrs.  Frank  C.  Havens  in 
the  garden  of  her  Piedmont  home. 

Mrs.  Charles  Blyth  entertained  informally  at 
luncheon  recently  at  her   San    Mateo  home. 

M:ss  Janet  Whitman  gave  a  luncheon  party  at  her 
home    in    Burlingame.    entertaining    the    young' 
on  the  i>eninsula  and  from  town. 

Hidden  Valley  Farm,  the  country  place  of  Mr. 
Louis  Welch,  was  the  setting  for  a  garden  part] 
given  for  the  benefit  of  the  Building  Fund  of  the  San 
Francisco  College  for  Women. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Hearst  entertained  a  party  of 
friends  recently  at  the  Hearst  esta'-  neon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Rathbone  recently  spent  sev- 
eral days  at  the  Ahwahnee  in   Yosemite. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

inel  and  Mrs.  Joseph  V.  Kuznik  (  LurFne 
Spreckels  Eddv  )  have  returned  to  their  apartment  in 
Paris. 

:it  and  Countess  De  Limur  (Ethel  Crocker* 
have  taken  a  new    house  in   London   for  the  summer. 

Mrs.  Kurt  Aibcrt  will  spend  the  summer  in  Berlin. 

Mrs.  Frank  W.  Fuller  is  en  route  to  New  York 
from  whence  she  will  sail  for  the  Continent. 

The  Misses  Marion  and  Jane  Goodfcllow  arc  spend- 
ing the  summer  in  Furope. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr.   and   Mrs.   Charles   Crocker  are  in    New    \ 
and  will  spend  eight  weeks  there  before  return  ■  . 
■  nia. 
Mr.   and   Mrs.    Paul    Bancr  me  time  in 

the  East,  at  the  Savoy  Plaza.  They  are  en  route  home 
ij   of  the  Canal. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.   McKim  Collins  will  spend  the  sum- 
mer on  the  East  Coast.  They  will  remain  tor  the  cup 
&  ptember. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.   Evan  Evans  are  in  New    York,  stay- 
ing at  the  Hotel  St.  Regis. 


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NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


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ANSON  WEEKS 


Genii  of  rhythm — who  returns  to  Peacock  Court,  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins,  after  a  most  successful  two  months'  engagement  at  the 
Roosevelt  Hotel  in  New  York.  Another  home  town  boy  who  made 
good  in  the  Big  City  but  who,  despite  several  attractive  offers, 
found  the  Call  of  the  West  more  powerful  than  he  anticipated. 
Anson  continues  to  exercise  his  spell  over  the  dance  lovers  of 
San  Francisco,  having  added  an  Eastern  swagger  to  his  Western 
tempo — a  unique  and  enviable  combination! 


JULY, 1930 

SPOTLIGHT 

Continued  from  page  10 

mental  seventies,  or  the  puerile  sixties 
ever  produce  a  play  comparable  with 
"The  Last  Mile?"  Of  course  our  smug 
and  prosperous  friends  won't  go  to  see 
it.  They  will  say  like  all  their  ilk:  "No 
it's  too  harrowing!  I  go  to  the  theatre 
to  be  amused.  There  is  enough  sadness 
in  real  life  without  seeking  it  in  the 
theatre!"  You  know  the  sort  who  say 
this:  Folk  who  have  a  town  and  a  coun- 
try house,  belong  to  an  exclusive  golf 
club,  vote  the  Republican  ticket  and 
give  fifty  dollars  a  year  to  the  com- 
munity chest. 

We  don't  think  "The  Last  Mile" 
proves  anything.  Except  that  prisons  are 
filled  with  just  as  much  injustice  and 
sorrow  and  terror  as  life  outside  of 
them.  People  inside  and  outside  of 
prison  walls  are  always  reaping  what 
they  have  sown  and  a  lot  of  harvests 
that  somebody  else  has  planted.  But  in 
prison  injustice  and  sorrow  and  terror 
are  emphasized,  exaggerated,  thrown 
into  a  terrible  relief.  Justice  is  a  cold, 
hard  word.  And  people  bandy  it  around 
carelessly.  We  are  always  insisting  that 
we  want  justice.  Nothing  is  more  ab- 
surd. If  we  were  given  one-half  of  one 
per  cent  of  the  justice  we  deserve  we 
should  all  be  doing  a  goose-step. 

But  to  the  play.  So  far  as  we  were 
concerned  it  could  have  been  over  with 
the  first  act.  Except  that  we  should  have 
missed  seeing  the  brutal  jailer  first 
strangled  and  then  shot  down  while  he 
was  still  sniveling  for  mercy.  But,  after 
the  first  fall  of  the  curtain  we  had 
yielded  up  all  the  emotion  that  was  in 
our  system.  As  a  matter  of  fact,  the 
events  pile  up  so  swiftly  in  the  last  two 
acts  that  one  hasn't  much  time  to  think 
about   emotion. 

The  last  hours  of  Richard  Walters 
going  to  the  electric  chair  was  of  the 
stuff  that  tries  men's  souls;  the  last 
hours  of  the  other  convicts  were  not  so 
poignant.  Perhaps  because  they  died 
fighting.  It  makes  a  difference.  The 
most  moving  lines  in  the  show  were  not 
written  by  John  Wexley.  They  were  the 
Lord's  Prayer.  Said  with  simplicity  and 
sincerity  they  had  a  tremendous  emo- 
tional effect. 

If  you  are  a  lover  of  the  spoken 
drama  well  done  don't  miss  any  of 
these  three  plays.  They  are  all  Ameri- 
can products.  And  they  are  good.  They 
exhibit  a  wide  range  and  in  their  several 
ways  they  make  an  interesting  com- 
posite of  contemporary  American  life. 


BPbbJtat 


PAYILELDER5 

239  Posr  Srreer.  San  Francisco 


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F. 


or  Vaeal ion  Wear  • . .  men's 
sport  togs  of  thai 
smarter ,  finer  char- 
acter that  is  simply 
the  natural  out- 
growth of  Knox 
Quality. 


KNOX 

TWO    STORES    MN    S  A  IV    FRANCISCO 


FIFTY-ONE 
GRANT  AVE. 


HOTEL  ST. 
FRANCIS 


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THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


A  NTiciPATiNG  with  genuine  joy  lunch- 
A^k  eon  at  the  St.  Francis,  Monday 
caused  the  pleasurable  sensation 
of  finding  myself  ten  minutes  too  early 
so  I  had  real  leisure  to  sit  back  and 
watch  the  butterfly  mob.  I  can  see  there 
is  a  certain  ritual  to  be  observed  as  you 
enter  and  they  all  go  through  with  it. 
Even  if  you  are  much  too  early  it's  good 
form  to  rush  into  the  waiting  room  like 
a  Kansas  tornado,  all  breathless  like, 
snake  out  the  woolen  powder  puff,  and 
begin  to  freshen  up  a  bit.  Not  that  you 
have  been  doing  your  darndest  to  look 
your  best  all  day  but  this  is  expected  of 
you.  It  is  part  of  the  tea.  Then  sit  back, 
haul  out  the  cigarette,  be  sure  its  lighted 
at  the  first  inhalation  and  look  non- 
challant.  Nobody  chokes  any  more. 
The  stage  is  set,  until  your  particular 
crowd  arrive.  Listening  in  discourag- 
ingly  "You're  looking  just  wonderful," 
seems  to  take  the  Nobel  prize  and  if  I 
had  to  listen  to  that  once  more  I  would 
have  made  a  ring  of  my  hands  and  in- 

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vited  the  lady  to  put  her  neck  in  it  and 
hear    a    funny   noise.    Here   comes    my 
bunch  and  all  but  one  remarked  "you're 
looking  wonderful."  Oh!  for  an  aspirin 
to   calm    down   a   bit.   The   St.    Francis 
Hotel  may  not  be  a  tower  but  its  middle 
name   is    Babel,   Monday   afternoon   at 
1:30.    Lindy's    baby,    the    latest    books, 
vacation,  and  the  stock  market  seem  to 
be  the  hub  of  discussion.  I  can  say  one 
favorable  thing  for  panic,  it  caused  a 
new    topic    for   conversation    among 
women.  Some  of  them  handle  it  intelli- 
gently while  others — well,  papa  would 
throw  his  shoe  if  he   heard   Mary  ex- 
pound at  length  on  the  bulls  and  bears. 
She  hasn't  been  to  the  Bronx  zoo  for 
nothing.   One  cannot  help  but  be  im- 
pressed on  how  little  affect  the  new  low 
has  on  this  crowd  of  pleasure  seekers. 
Evidently  their  real  margin  is  solid.  It 
restores  the  confidence  to  look  around 
and  see  unmistakably  evidence  of  easy 
money.     Speaking    of    vacations    some 
people  have  all  the  luck,  and  they  ac- 
tually   complain    of    the    drudgery    of 
helping  in  preparation  for  Ahwahnee, 
Honolulu,  La  Ribera  at  Carmel  or  what 
have  you.  While  I  stand  for  hours  on 
one  leg  chewing  a  hole  in  my  best  hand- 
kerchief  to    restrain   my   longings,    I'd 
give  a  Blimp  to  be  able  to  tune  in  on  any 
one  of  these  outings,  especially  as  I  have 
a  yen  to  see  for  myself  La  Ribera  at  Car- 
mel.    The    exquisite    Inn    of    Moorish- 
Spanish  architecture.  Suppose  some  of 
these  fortunate  ones  would  even  receive 
Bon  Voyage  baskets  from  Podesta  and 
Baldocchi.   I   always   think   of   them   as 
glorified  prize  boxes  and  feel  like  little 
Jack  Horner  when  I  dig  in.  Sort  of  delay 
that  for  the  flowers  are  arranged  so  ex- 


quisitely in  them,  one  hesitates  to  spoil 
this  work  of  art. 

That  last  phrase  "work  of  art,"  brings 
to  mind  a  screen  in  Lee  Eleanor 
Graham's.  It  is  a  copy  of  an  old 
Roman  Frieze  taken  from  the  palace  of 
the  Italian  King.  One  doesn't  have  to 
know  art  to  appreciate  this  lovely  thing. 
I'll  never  know  why  it  caught  my  eye 
but  I  do  know  I  looked  and  looked  and 
came  back  to  look  some  more.  Its  fasci- 
nation is  indescribable.  Do  go  see  it. 

A  winding  stairway  of  tile  at  685  Sutter 
brought  me  to  Dimitri  Schoch's,  interior 
decorator.  I  lingered  far  too  long.  This 
studio  presents  an  unmistakable  peasant 
atmosphere  from  its  Brittany  beds  to  the 
Normandy  checks.  These  old  fabrics  are 
very  much  in  vogue  just  now  for  drapes 
and  upholstery  have  a  charm  all  their 
own.  Faded  and  mellowed  with  age,  they 
lend  themselves  in  innumerable  ways  to 
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decoration.  French  Provincial  furniture — poudre  tables,  chests 
of  drawers  and  old  time  china  closets — lend  their  quaintness 
to  this  very  different  little  shop.  No  wonder  I  was  loathe  to 
leave. 

A  two  table  game  of  contract,  today,  developed  into  a  call 
to  arms,  for  the  eight  women  to  do  something  about  the 
hideous  safety-pins  men  are  wearing  to  keep  their  collars 
down.  Homeward  bound  I  went — a  committee  of  one — to  the 
Knox  Shop  for  help.  A  young  Brummel  immediately  took 
away  my  melancholy  by  producing  a  shirt  w-ith  a  Prince  of 
Wales  Tab  Collar  that  has  the  problem  solved.  In  the  first 
place  long  collars  are  out.  The  proper  thing  is  to  have  them 
stubby  with  tiny  bone  stiffening  under  the  wings.  These  are 
simple  and  I  breathed  again.  The  way  our  boy  friends  went 
back  to  infantile  days  was  alarming  to  say  the  least. 

No  question  so  flattens  me  out  as  the  one  "How  do  you  put 
in  your  time?"  They  always  ask  it  prissy  like,  and  I  see  red. 
I  can't  check  on  what  I  do.  I  know  there  never  is  time  enough 
to  do  all  the  things  I  plan.  But  today  I  double-checked  so  I 
could  answer  promptly  and  not  feel  as  if  I  had  a  woolly  worm 
in  my  mouth.  Ordered  for  the  day;  gave  directions  that  would 
insure  peace  and  harmony  for  the  family  and  just  made  a 
luncheon  engagement  at  the  Russell  Tea  Room.  Wish  I  had  a 
speaking  acquaintance  with  their  cake  baker.  From  there  went 
to  A.  Schmidt's  for  a  wedding  present  my  mind  fully  made  to 
Sheffield  Plate  with  a  fascinating  crest. 

So  MUCH  for  plans.  I  came  away  with  the  most  exquisite  piece 
of  Bristol  glass  you  ever  saw.  What  alchemy  of  blend  gives 
this  glass  its  silky  luster?  It  doesn't  take  much  flight  of  the 
imagination  to  believe  it  cooling  in  the  light  of  moonbeams. 
From  there  I  strolled  to  Gump's  for  a  Kimona.  Must  have 
looked  swanky  for  the  gracious  sales  person  brought  forth  the 
most  ravishing  ones  from  the  Lotus  Land.  One  can  hardly 
realize  that  some  of  these  gorgeous  robes  are  over  a  hundred 
years  old  and  many  used  in  historical  ceremonials. 

A  kitting  at  Nell  Gaffney's  was  next  on  my  list  and  I  was 
all  pepped  over  my  new  chiffon  gown  when  the  model 
'  with  a  devilish  gleam  in  her  eye  walked  in  with  a  wrap 
she  thought  would  be  just  right  for  me.  Yeah!  Just  right  is 
good.  A  paletot  of  all  white  broadtail  and  I  looked  like  a 
million  in  it.  Oh!  for  a  vocabulary  to  describe  this  delectable 
wrap.  Its  very  simplicity  was  ingeniousness.  Nothing  is  quite 
so  descriptive  as  "Just  right." 

A  delightful  and  refreshing  facial  at  Kaya  Lama  made  me 
feel  like  Cleopatra's  second  cousin  and  modestly  forgives  my 
divulging  how  young  I  looked  after  it. 

Made  Joseph's  before  closing  time  and  had  the  great  satis- 
faction of  getting  the  flowers  I  wanted  to  fill  out  my  table 
decoration.  There  isn't  any  color  scheme  that  you  cannot  carry 
out  at  Joseph's,  from  his  flowers  to  the  exquisite  vases  which 
are  unusually  lovely.  The  whole  place  is  a  riot  of  color. 

Meanwhile  Peter,  the  chauffeur,  has  been  turning  to  the 
right  for  the  last  half  hour  looking  for  parking  space.  There 
he  is  on  his  last  round,  and  if  I  do  a  little  running  and  dodging 
I'll  make  it  before  he  stops.  I  got  my  training  from  "Run, 
Sheep,  Run."    That's  how  I  have  double-checked  on  a  day. 


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The  new  silhouette  gives  us  so  much 
latitude  for  new  ideas  in  the  design  of 
clothes  that  colours  lose  their  customary 
news  interest  as  the  season  for  Fall 
Openings  rolls  around.  Ideas  in  details, 
trimmings  and  types  of  fabrics  are 
crowding  other  interests  out  of  the  spot- 
light. (The  general  silhouette  has  not 
changed  at  all,  you  know  ...  it  has  just 
become  established.) 

However,  there's  no  fear  of  going 
drab  in  this  age  of  colour  .  .  .  this,  in 


spite  of  the  fact  that  black  is  named  by 
many  who  should  know,  as  the  first 
colour  of  Fall.  On  the  other  hand, 
brown  is  receiving  marked  attention, 
and  it  would  not  be  too  much  of  a  sur- 
prise if  it  turned  out  to  be  a  brown  Fall. 
All  the  smart  tones  of  brown  seen  to 
date  admit  the  influence  of  red,  so  we 
shall  have  plenty  of  russets  and  hennas. 
The  ten  basic  shades  chosen  by  the 
color  coordination  committee  of  the 
National  Retail  Dry  Goods  Association 
(a  prosaic  name,  perhaps,  to  the  fashion- 
minded,  but  one  that  has  much  to  do 
with  what  we  wear  and  how  we  wear  it, 
nevertheless)  are  picturesque  in  name 
and  shade  both  .  .  .  Manila  Brown,  Bison 
Brown,  Salvador  Brown,  Rubytone, 
Winetone,  Cricket  Green,  Marble 
Green,  Admiralty,  Bluglory  and  Cop- 


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perglo.  Remember,  that  if  you  plan 
your  wardrobe  in  any  of  these  tones  it 
will  be  a  simple  matter  to  match  shoes, 
bags,  hosiery  and  other  accessories  . . . 
especially  at  The  White  House  where 
every  effort  is  made  to  carry  out  colour 
coordination. 

And  now  The  Great  American  Fash- 


ion  of  the  afternoon  and  Sunday  Night 
Frock  has  demanded  that  its  vote  be 
cast  in  the  fashion  forum,  with  the  result 
that  we  are  to  have  more  formal  velvets 
and  metals  in  sheer,  chiffony  "wedding 
ring"  qualities.  For  now  that  we  have 
accepted  the  Sunday  frock,  it  is  here  to 
stay  for  a  while.  Which  all  goes  to  show 
that  we  Americans  take  our  "high"  Paris 
fashions  most  cautiously.  Somehow  we 
don't  take  to  these  will-o'-the-wisp,  here 
today — gone  tomorrow  styles. 

But  to  get  back  to  Fall  styles  .  .  .  these 
same  sheer  metals  are  going  to  be  smart 
in  tunic  blouses  a  la  Patou  for  formal 
suits.  That's  quite  true,  in  spite  of  the 
usual  tongue-in-the-cheek  attitude  that  is 
customary  with  metal  cloths.  Perhaps  it's 
their   exquisite   beauty.    (No   one   ever 


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likes  a  really  beautiful  woman).  Velvets 
are  going  to  take  a  quieter  place  .  .  about 
the  same  position  as  a  younger  married 
woman  at  a  prom. 

Everyone  who  has  anything  to  do 
with  fashion  promotion  wears  an  ex- 
cited little  air  when  the  subject  of  Fall 
woolens  is  brought  up.  Evidently  we  are 
to  expect  some  big  moments  in  planning 
that  side  of  our  autumn  wardrobes.  We 
have  this  much  information  to  pass  on 
as  this  goes  to  press  .  .  .and  that  is,  that 
weave  and  texture,  rather  than  pattern, 
are  to  be  featured,  while  color  acts  as  a 
background  to  the  high  art  of  intricate 
weaving. 

In  the  important  "job"  of  assembling 
your  costumes  for  Fall  remember  that 
The  White  House  has  been  a  leading 
style  authority  for  the  last  seventy-six 


years ! 


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Concerning 

Continued  from  page  13 

to  bring  great  conductors  to  the  Wood- 
land Theatre  each  summer.  Because  this 
would  be  impossible  for  one  organiza- 
tion alone,  she  interested  the  Hollywood 
Bowl,  secured  the  cooperation  of  the 
San  Francisco  symphony  organization 
and  made  arrangements  through  Arthur 
Judson  of  New  York  to  guarantee  a  full 
season  of  concerts  to  conductors  from 
abroad. 

Today  Mrs.  Armsby  has  full  respon- 
sibility for  engaging  conductors,  and 
deciding  upon  programs  for  the  series 
of  concerts  at  Woodland.  Because  of  the 
cooperation  she  has  been  able  to  enlist, 
she  has  brought  to  California  world- 
renowned  figures  who  have  directed 
programs  that  have  attracted  the  atten- 
tion of  the  entire  musical  world  to  this 
idyllic  outdoor  concert  amphitheatre  in 
northern  California.  These  same  sum- 
mer concerts  have  also  been  instrumen- 
tal in  making  the  reputations  of  several 
of  the  European  conductors  whom  New 
York  did  not  acclaim  until  after  the 
Hillsborough  season. 

The  successes  of  Bruno  Walter, 
Gabrilowitsch,  Goosens,  Coates  and 
others  of  the  world's  finest  directors 
during  the  past  seasons  will  be  followed 
this  summer  with  the  return  of  Molinari, 
the  arrival  of  Arbos  from  Madrid  and 
the  presentation  of  exceptional  pro- 
grams including  the  first  western  pres- 
entation of  the  Ravel  "Ballero,"  the  first 
playing  of  Arbos'  own  "Arabian  Nights 
Suite"  and  "Iberia,"  the  repetition  of 
"The  Pines  of  Rome"  and  the  playing  of 
the  March  of  the  Viceroy  from  the 
Crocker-Redding  "Fay  Yen  Fah." 

And  throughout  the  season  Mrs. 
Armsby  will  serve  not  only  as  an  im- 
pressario,  directing  the  policies  and  pro- 
grams of  the  summer  symphony,  but  she 
will  entertain  the  visiting  artists  at  her 
gracious  Hillsborough  home  and  guide 
the  social  activities  that  accompany  the 
concerts.  She  will  entertain  Owen 
Downes,  perhaps  the  most  distinguished 
music  critic  in  America,  who  is  drawn  to 
California  instead  of  Europe  this  sum- 
mer. She  will,  with  her  sympathetic 
understanding  of  music  and  musicians, 
do  far  more  than  merely  create  the  op- 
portunity for  California  to  hear  splen- 
did programs. 

Henry  Duffy  has  proved  his  belief 
that  people  are  interested  in  others 
like  themselves  by  creating  a  west- 
ern chain  of  theatres  that  enjoys  the 
greatest  aggregate  popularity  of  any 
theatre  group  on  the  Pacific  Coast. 
Today  Henry  Duffy  has  won  a  place  in 
the  hearts  of  the  general  public  as  the 
champion  of  the  tragedy  and  comedy  of 
middle  class  life — but  he  has  reaped 
little   personal   reward   other   than   the 


JULY,  1930 

satisfaction   of   having   made   a   dream 
come  true. 

Duffy  was  born  in  Chicago.  He  played 
his  first  stage  role  in  Omaha  when,  at 
the  age  of  eleven,  he  was  the  barefoot 
boy  rushing  on  the  stage  to  cry,  "Here 
comes  Stonewall  Jackson"  in  "Barbara 
Fritschie."  His  first  professional  en- 
gagement with  a  touring  repertory  com- 
pany brought  him  experience  as  juvenile 
actor,  assistant  stage  director,  candy 
hawker,  property  man,  bill  poster, 
specialty  act  man,  and  megaphone  an- 
nouncer— as  well  as  the  magnificent 
sum  of  #5  a  week.  At  seventeen,  he  oper- 
ated two  stock  companies  of  his  own 
and  made  his  first  New  York  appearance 
in  "Pollyanna."  David  Belasco  dis- 
covered him  and  cast  him  for  the  lead 
in  "Dark  Rosaleen."  John  Golden  gave 
him  the  lead  in  "Chicken  Feed."  Then 
came  more  stock  experience — through- 
out the  United  States  and  Canada.  Per- 
sonally, I'll  never  forgive  him  for  an 
inane  stock  show  that  spoiled  an  other- 
wise perfect  "first  spring  evening"  in  a 
small  city  about   1920. 

In  1924  Henry  Duffy  opened  the 
Alcazar  Theatre  in  San  Francisco  with 
"The  Cat  and  the  Canary"  which  ran 
for  nine  weeks  and  paved  the  way  for 
the  chain  of  Pacific  coast  theatres  which 
now  include  houses  in  Oakland,  Los 
Angeles,  Portland  and  Seattle.  For  six 
years  he  has  championed  the  activities 
and  emotions  of  the  common  people. 
Many  times  I  have  gone  to  his  plays  to 
laugh  over  the  comic  tragedies  of  small 
people  and  cry  over  the  tragic  comedies 
of  ordinary  family  life. 

Henry  Duffy  has  done  more  than  any- 
one else  in  the  West  to  develop  the 
comedy  of  modern  manners — the  drama 
of  the  people  that  later  may  be  judged 
far  more  representative  of  our  time  than 
the  plays  now  sanctioned  by  the  intelli- 
gentsia and  brightly  patted  by  the  critics. 
He  has  contributed  to  the  play  of  Amer- 
ican life  and  had  the  satisfaction  of 
having  a  dream  realized — a  fair  reward 
of  effort,  irrespective  of  any  financial 
success  or  seeming  failure  he  may  have 
had. 

Inventory 

Continued  from  jkil*''  19 
based  cannot  be  made  here.  It  should 
be  enough  to  support  it  with  the  follow- 
ing summary  taken  from  the  analysis  of 
the  metropolitan  area  recently  published 
in  the  year  book  of  San  Francisco  Busi- 
ness: 

San  Francisco  Bay  occupies  the  most 
strategic  position  on  the  Pacific  Coast. 
It  is  midway  between  the  Canadian  and 
Mexican  borders.  It  is  closer  by  two 
hundred  miles  to  Hawaii  and  other  mid- 
Pacific  points  than  any  other  coast  sea- 
port. It  is  the  logical  outlet  for  the 
.vealth  of  the  richest  valleys  in  Califor- 
nia and  for  the  entire  central  western 
area. 


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to  keep  up  with  these  Joneses 


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Bill  Jones  lands  btg  orders — and  dresses 
the  part.  He's  an  ardent  sports  fan  —  and 
he  romps  with   his   children  on   Sundays. 

Mary,  his  wife,  is  a  charming  little  house- 
keeper—  with  seemingly  untiring  energy 
for  teas  and  swimming  and  shopping 
and  qolf. 

• 

They  quarrel  a  little,  love  n  lot  — and 
people  turn  ro  watch  them  on  the  dance 
floor 

As  for  Billy  Junior  and  his  small  sister, 
Nancy  —  you  ;on  be  sure  no  grass  grows 
under  their  feet. 

And  of  course  this  wide-awake,  modern 
and  typically-American  family  reads  The 
Call-Bulletin  —  because  it  is  edited  for 
them,  and  for  everyone,  regardless  of 
age,  who  has  Youth  in  his  heart 

• 
Think  whar  a  market  they  represent!  Take 
>hoes  tor  example;  street   shoes,  sport 
shoes,  dress  shoes,  party  slippers,  school 
shoes,  play  shoes  —  in  constant  demand. 

It  is  Youth — young  in  years  or  in  energy 
—  that  keeps  the  great  shoe  factories 
humming — and  hundreds  ot  other  factor- 
ies, businesses  and  stores. 

Youth  responds  to  the  buying  urge.  And 
the  advertiser  wins  the  quickest,  warmest 
response  who  delivers  his  message  direct 
to  youthful  readers  .  through  their 
favorite  newspaper  


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THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


PARENTS  who 
recognize  the 
importance  of  dis- 
tinctive dress  for 
Formal  School  and 
Sport  Wear  appre-  / 
ciate    the    advan-  f. 


tages  we  offer  in 
expert  Fitting,  In- 
dividual Service 
and  Unusual  fab- 
rics. The  excep- 
tional Character  of 
our  Clothes  is  re- 
flected in  our  large 
and  Prominent 
Patronage 


Exclusive  Models  for  Boys  and 
youths  of  all  ages 

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San  Francisco  Bay  constitutes  the  fin- 
est natural  harbor  on  the  Pacific.  It  has 
an  almost  unlimited  capacity  for  expan- 
sion of  shipping.  Its  inland  waterways 
drain  rich  agricultural  areas.  Its  Golden 
Gate  faces  the  rich  markets  of  the  entire 
Pacific  Ocean  and,  by  means  of  Panama, 
gives  access  to  Atlantic  ports  without 
high  transportation  premium. 

The  shores  of  San  Francisco  Bay  pro- 
vide a  wide  variety  of  physical  character. 
Factory  sites,  ideal  residential  locations 
and  varying  intermediary  land  forma- 
tions are  contained  in  the  immediate 
metropolitan  area.  Water,  natural  gas, 
electricity  and  other  natural  resources 
are  abundant. 

San  Francisco  is  already  recognized 
by  foreign  countries  as  the  most  import- 
ant Pacific  Coast  center.  Forty-four 
nations  are  now  represented  in  San 
Francisco  and  most  of  the  governments 
of  the  world  consider  it  a  post  of  suf- 
ficient importance  to  appoint  to  its  con- 
sular service  here  officers  of  high  rank 
and  wide  experience. 

For  over  seventy-five  years  San  Fran- 
cisco has  been  the  financial  leader  of  the 
West. 

The  traditions  of  San  Francisco  have 
fired  the  imagination  of  people  all  over 
the  world  until  it  is  one  of  the  most 
widely  known  cities  of  the  world. 

The  opportunity  for  world  leadership 
knocks  at  the  door  of  metropolitan  San 


In  Car/net  It's 

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Luscious  fruit  .  .  .  delicious 
confections  .  .  .  intriguing 
magazines  .  .  .  all  packed  in 
unusual  containers  and 
trimmed  with  fresh  flowers 
add  to  the  festivity  of 


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Francisco — if  her  citizens  throughout 
the  allied  communities  but  acknowledge 
the  existing  facts  and  realize  the  possi- 
bilities within  their  grasp. 


The  Men  from  the  South 

Continued  from  page  1  1 

herself,  John  Henry  would  have  gone 
back  into  the  lawful  arms  of  Ida,  which 
would  have  pleased  everyone.  No,  Mr. 
Millen  did  what  any  sensible  man  would 
have  done  under  such  trying  circum- 
stances: he  killed  them  both  with  bullets 
from  the  same  gun  and  broke  Mr.  Van 
Vechten's  heart. 

But  this,  in  retrospect,  seems  rather 
harsh.  It  is  because  such  situations  as 
Mr.  Millen  writes  about  strike  me  as 
being  not  as  dramatic  or  tragic  as  they 
are  journalistic,  that  I  am  not  appropri- 
ately impressed  with  their  importance. 
Despite  this  captious  yell,  "Sweet  Man" 
will  win  its  merited  praise  in  circles  more 
congenial.  It  is  well  written;  the  story  is 
dramatic  and  colorful;  and  the  charac- 
terization is  vivid.  Although  it  may 
sound  like  a  backhanded  compliment, 
"Sweet  Man"  is  easily  the  soundest  piece 
of  work  of  its  kind  that  has  come  out  of 
benighted  Los  Angeles.  It  is  written  by  a 
man  who,  in  his  first  novel,  leaves  no 
doubt  as  to  his  skill  and  craftmanship 
and  who  will  write  some  excellent  novels. 


lor   gentlemen 
of   action  .  .  .  . 

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ford weave  shirts  ...  In  case 
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we  might  add  these  shirts  are 
splendid  for  loafing. 

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The  spell  of  the 
salt-sprayed  sun 

leads  smart  San 
Francisco  to  the 
Deauville  Shop! 

Let  Summer  lure  you  far 
out  over  sparkling  waves 
or  to  the  sandy  ocean  edge 
. . .  but  first  come  along  to 
the  Deauville  Shop!  For 
Fashion,  herself  under 
the  ocean's  misty  spell, 
has  conceived  the  most 
engaging  beach  and  ship- 
board modes  ....  and 
Deauville  has  gathered 
them  all.  No  need  to  dash 
from  floor  to  floor  to 
assemble  . . .  they're  here! 

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CITY  of 
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THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


With  Our  Contemporaries 


Scanning  the  American  Mercury,  as 
is  our  humble  wont,  we  found  rood 
for  thought  in  a  rather  lengthy 
article  by  Hoffman  Nickerson  entitled 
"Elective  Monarchy  in  America."  The 
gist  of  this  piece  tends  to  predict  that 
American  Government,  by  evolving 
through  certain  stages,  is  certain  to  ar- 
rive at  a  state  of  elective  monarchy. 
Though  this  prediction  is  a  trifle  far- 
fetched, we  found  no  serious  departure 
from  the  bounds  of  logic  in  Mr.  Nicker- 
son's  arguments  .  .  .  Who  Knows? 
1  1  1 
We  admired  George  Jean  Nathan's 
"The  Critical  Circus"  in  last  month's 
Forum.  In  this  article,  the  colorful 
George  Jean  couples  his  usual  irrespon- 
sible spontaneity  of  style  with  the  caustic 
manner  of  criticism  found  in  his  "Ma- 
teria Critica"  to  refute  the  opinions  of 
leading  writers  on  humor,  art,  drama, 
and  other  cultural  fields.  Corey  Ford 
is  the  first  to  fall  before  Nathan's  scath- 
ing comment.  It  seems  that  in  a  recent 
magazine  article,  Ford  declared  Amer- 
ica to  be  practically  devoid  of  any 
outstanding  humorists.  Nathan,  ever 
aggressive,  resents  this,  and  names  at 
least  a  dozen  Americans  fit  to  be  classed 


By  JAMES  MARTIN  McINNIS 

as  leading  humorists.  We  notice,  how- 
ever, that  he  omits  Mr.  Ford's  name 
from  his  list.  The  remainder  of  Nathan's 
article  is  composed  of  about  ten-other 
refutations  written  in  the  same  vein. 

111 

Bookman,  for  June,  offers  an  interest- 
ing glimpse  into  the  life  of  Oscar  Wilde 
in  an  article  by  T.  H.  Bell,  called  "Oscar 
Wilde's  Unwritten  Play."  The  author 
who  gleans  his  data  from  personal  con- 
nection with  the  incident,  tells  of  an 
agreement  between  Wilde  and  Frank 
Harris  to  collaborate  upon  a  play.  The 
episode  took  place  in  Paris  a  few  months 
before  Wilde's  death  and  its  outcome  is 
but  another  instance  of  Oscar  Wilde's 
excess  of  temperment.  Wilde,  it  seems, 
on  account  of  his  recognized  brilliance 
in  dialogue,  was  to  write  the  first  and 
fourth  acts,  leaving  Harris  the  other 
two.  But  when  Harris  had  completed 
his  allotment,  finding  Wilde  had  not 
composed  a  line — he  proceeded  to  finish 
the  play  himself.  In  the  meantime,  how- 
ever, Wilde  had  already  sold  the  play 
to  two  different  persons,  and  Harris 
was  plunged  into  financial  difficulties. 
1         1         1 

"English   as   a   Dead   Language,"   by 


Walter  Prichard  Eaton,  is  Scribner's 
latest  flaunt  at  our  system  of  English 
education.  Attempting  to  prove  that  our 
children  are  being  taught  in  an  obsolete 
manner,  the  writer  narrows  his  discus- 
sion down  to  the  statement  of — Ring 
Lardner  vs.  Sir  Roger  de  Coverly.  Four 
out  of  five  will  agree  with  Mr.  Eaton. 
1  1  1 
The  Atlantic  Monthly  features 
"Humanism — attitude  on  Credo,"  by 
Frank  Jewett  Mather,  Jr.  This  article 
purports  to  be  an  out  and  out  review  of 
Humanism,  but  in  reality  is  but  a  com- 
mentary on  the  philosophy  of  Irving 
Babbitt.  Mr.  Mather  begins  by  stating 
that  Humanism  can  be  defined  only  in 
a  vague  and  nebulous  manner,  and  de- 
velops his  theme  into  a  survey  of  Bab- 
bitt's ideas  as  compared  with  the  more 
venerable  tenets  of  Erasmus  and  Sir 
Thomas  More.  He  concludes  the  article 
with  the  statement  that  Humanism  is 
still  an  attitude,  or  state  of  mind,  and 
not  a  credo  .  .  . 

1         1         1 

Voicing  the  opinion  of  the  voting 
public,  Outlook  offers  "The  Tragedy  of 
the  Tariff"  by  Paul  Mazur.  This  article 
is  more  than  an  ordinary  attack  on  the 
tariff  system,  since  it  considers  not  only 
the  evils  of  the  present,  but  of  the 
future.  The  writer's  main  argument  is 
contained  in  the  following  sentence — 
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try's   golden   opportunity  of  tomorrow 
for  an  illusory  protection  of  today." 

1  i  i 

Wdki.d's  Work  seems  to  go  almost 
American  Weekly  in  publishing  Guy 
McConnell's  latest  brainchild  —  "Let's 
Merge  the  Churches."  Mr.  McConnell 
bases  his  views  upon  the  altogether  de- 
batable supposition  thatdiverse  religions 
produce  sect  bigotry,  poverty  of  re- 
sources, lost  spiritual  and  moral  prestige 
— and  empty  pews  result.  The  merge,  he 
points  out,  would  be  for  the  common 
good,  would  promote  economic  inde- 
pendence, and  settle  all  disputes  .  .  .  this 
idea  may  be  all  right  for  Protestantism, 
but  how  about  Catholicism,  Judaism 
and  the  other  faiths  which  comprise  our 
civilization? 


Tallant  T.  Tubbs 

Continued  from  page  *» 

two  inches  above  six  feet,  thirty-three 
years  of  age,  a  bachelor  with  every  ad- 
vantage life  offers,  youth,  masculinity, 
wealth  and  he  chooses  to  return  to 
Sacramento  as  Lieutenant  Governor 
when  London,  Paris,  Biarritz  and  the 
Riviera  offer  the  "serious  pursuit  of 
pleasure." 

It  is  singular  the  part  alliteration  has 
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Woodrow  Wilson,  Calvin  Coolidge  and 
Herbert  Hoover.  And  now  in  Cali- 
fornia's politics  we  have  Tallant  Tubbs. 
It  is  most  singular  the  role  alliteration 
has  played  in  it.  Tallant  Tubbs  is  a 
highly  alliterative  name. 


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'•Laehrvuia  Christi" 

•/ 

WHEN  a  certain  Russian  Hill 
family  of  bon  vivants  enter- 
tained a  retired  M.  D.  upon  his  return 
from  Europe,  the  hostess'  best  crystal 
sparkled  meaningly  beneath  the  glow  of 
candle  light.  Well,  she  hoped  he  was 
not  a  teetotaler — 

The  doctor  passed  up  the  "hot  stuff", 
his  profession  having  taught  him  more 
consideration  for  his  interior,  especially 
if  the  origin  of  the  liquor  was  uncertain. 
His  hostess  was  gratified  to  see  him 
sipping  the  delicious  beverage  served 
with  the  second  course — but  who  could 
resist  this  molten  topaz  poured  from 
quaint  wicker  wrapped  bottles? 

He  lifted  his  glass,  gazed  into  it  as  if 
it  were  a  crystal,  sipped  again,  then  ex- 
claimed: 

"Lachryma  Christi!" 

"What's  that,  doctor?"  asked  his  host, 
Colonel  Dash. 

"This  rare,  imported  vintage  reminds 
me  of  the  first  time  I  tasted  it  in  Italy 
recently." 

"Yes,  do  tell  us  about  it,"  asked  the 
colonel,  rather  eagerly,  his  guests 
thought. 

"They  told  me  that  the  grapes  for 
making  it  were  grown  on  a  volcano, 
hundreds  of  miles  out  in  the  Mediter- 
ranean, which  are  considered  even  bet- 
ter than  the  Vesuvius  variety. 

"Really?" 

"Although  still  active,  500  inhabitants 
on  this  four-mile  island,  cultivate  this 
perpendicular  vineyard  right  up  to  the 
crater  of  old  Stromboli — " 

"Incredible!" 

" — until  there  is  an  eruption,  wiping 
them  all  into  Eternity — " 
Horrors: 

" — and  because  they  believe  the 
Savior  weeps  for  them,  they  call  the 
fruit  of  their  toil,  Lachryma  Christi. 
When  in  Italy — and  Greece,  too — I 
drank  nothing  else.  Yours,  Colonel,  has 
the  old  flavor,  the  fine  bouquet — " 

"So  you  think  this  is  the  famous 
Lachryma  Christi?  Well,  my  dear 
friend,  you  don't  know  how  much  you 
flatter  my  Cellar  Builder — " 

"Your  WHAT?" 

"The  ITALIAN  SWISS  COLONY 
who  keep  me  supplied  with  seven  va- 
rieties of  the  Juice  of  the  Grape — " 

"But  how  does  it  get  this  way?" 

"As  they  say  in  your  profession,  we 
let  nature  take  its  course." 

"Please  give  me  their  'phone  number, 
I  must  have  some  of  this — think  what 
I've  been  missing — " 

"Just  ring  GArfield  3546,  ask  their 
representative  to  call — and  leave  the  rest 
to  their  Cellar  Builder.  It's  simple,  but 
subtle!" 

(Personal) — Every  one  says  the  doctor  is 
looking  /better — and  is  a  wonderful  host. 

Adv. 


Jl  LY,  1930 


33 


Railroad  Journalism 

i  inued  from  page  12 

newspapers  took  heart.  Here  was  a  per- 
sonality and  issue  to  which  they  could 
commit  themselves  freely.  The  .  tltii  de- 
nounced the  fellow  from  the  first.  It 
steadily  maintained  that  the  sand  lotters 
were  Communists  and  hoodlums,  declar- 
ing that  there  was  nothing  they  disliked 
more  than  labor;  nothing  they  would 
like  better  than  political  offices.  Kear- 
ney was  condemned  as  an  opportunist, 
radical  and  arch  hoodlum.  The  dill 
took  the  same  attitude,  and  The  Bulletin 
dealt  severely  with  Kearney  and  his 
movement.  In  profane  terms  he  de- 
nounced them  all  as  hired  organs  of 
capitalism  and  the  railroad. 

The  Chronicle  was  the  only  friend  the 
working  man  had.  It  reported  Kear- 
ney's ravings,  speeches,  dreams  and 
hopes  at  length  and  favorably.  The 
press  section  at  Kearney's  meetings  was 
for  Chronicle  reporters  only.  Kearney's 
many  public  acknowledgements  of  the 
paper's  support  were  eloquent  and 
touching.  Clergymen  made  capital  of, 
and  preached  sermons  against  the  men- 
ace of  Chinese  heathenism,  prostitution 
and   filth   in   the   heart  of  Christianity. 

But  suddenly  The  Chronicle  turned  on 
Kearney.  It  exposed  him  for  a  low  order 
of  demagogue.  It  revealed  that  his  lofty 
pretensions  in  protecting  the  working 
man  from  capitalism  did  not  interfere 
with  him  accepting  cash  considerations 
from  capitalism. 

Kearney  in  good  time  went  the  way  of 
all  his  kind.  The  details  of  his  descent 
and  exit  are  irrelevant  and  somewhat 
dreary.  The  net  result  of  the  Kearney 
agitation  was  a  wave  of  public  hysteria 
and  a  new  state  constitution,  whose 
soundness,  logic  and  statesmanship  are 
not  above  questioning.  The  railroad 
had  been  the  main  target  of  attack.  But 
its  position  was  not  weakened  thereby; 
rather  it  was  strongly  entrenched.  There 
was  to  follow  even  more  exciting  epi- 
sodes in  the  story  of  railroad  journalism. 


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CONTENTS 

August,  1930  Vol.  IV,  No.  8 

Cover  by  Melvin  Brindle 

Alma  de  Brettevi lie  Spreckels,  portrait  by  Crane           .      .  6 

The  Feeling  of  the  West,  by  Olin  Downes         ....  7 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 8 

History  of  San  Francisco  Journalism,  By  Zoe  A.  Battu  10 

On  the  Air,  by  Patricia  May  Astra 11 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 12 

Katharine  Cornell,  photograph  by  Van  Dam       .      .      .      .13 

Causerie,  by  Frank  L.  Fenton 14 

Sonnet:  No  Fault,  by  Witter  Bynner 14 

Tranquil  Tahiti,  impressions  and  sketches  by  Philip  Nesbitt    .  15 

Reigning  Dynasty 16 

Harriet'Brownell,  photograph  by  Boye 17 

Concerning,  personalities  by  Aline  Kistler 18 

Five  San  Francisco  Artists,  caricatures  by  Ottorino  Ronchi  20 

With  Our  Contemporaries,  by  James  Martin  Mclnnis  .      .  23 

As  Seen  by  Her 32 


ESTABLISHED  1852 


SHREVE  &  COMPANY 

JEWELERS  and  SILVERSMITHS 


Post  Street  at  Grant  Avenue 


San  Francisco 


ALMA  DE  BRETTEVILLE  SPRECKELS 


This  distinguished  woman  who  has  earned  San  Francisco's  gratitude  with 
her  magnificent  gift  of  the  California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor  and 
also  served  as  an  artistic  ambassadress  to  interest  European  royalty  in  the 
San  Francisco  memorial,  now  turns  her  attention  to  the  organization  of  a 
salon  of  the  arts  to  welcome  distinguished  visitors. 


The  San  Franciscan 


The  Feeling  of  the  West 


THE  West  may  very  possibly  be  the 
cradle  of  American  art.  I  say  this  not 
in  any  mere  attempt  to  seem  compli- 
mentary but  because  I  have  been  im- 
pressed by  the  feeling  of  California,  the 
feeling  of  the  West  that  it  characterizes 
to  me. 

Since  arriving  in  San  Francisco  I  have 
felt  a  freshness  and  a  spontaneity  in 
people  and  their  surroundings  as  though 
something  is  really  growing  here,  taking 
root  in  new  soil.  You  are  eager  and  alive 
and  not  self-conscious.  You  seem  to 
think  for  yourself. 

It  is  true  that  you  do  not  have  as  much 
music,  as  many  artists,  as  swift  a  move- 
ment as  in  New  York  and  you  are  not  so 
rich  in  present  accomplishment.  But  I 
feel  that  what  you  have  is  actually  yours. 
It  has  a  native  flavor  wh'ch,  to  me,  savors 
of  future  development  which  may  pos- 
sibly be  more  truly  American  than  the 
outgrowth  of  New  York's  efforts. 

You  are  outside  the  stream  of  European 
culture  that  is  flooding  New  York  and 
making  it,  in  may  respects,  more  European 
than  American.  New  York  is  stimulating. 
It  is  stupendous  and  her  artistic  activity 
is  amazing — truly  the  art  market  of  the 
world.  But  it  is  not  the  logical  place  for 
the  growth  of  American  culture. 

At  times  I  think  of  New  York  as  being 
in  a  position  similar  to  that  of  an  im- 
mensely wealthy  banker  to  whom  I  was 
speaking  some  time  ago.  I  said  to  him, 
"I  know  that  most  people  think  that  a 
man  who  has  accumula  ed  a  million  dol- 
lars must  be  a  financial  genius,  but  some- 
times I  wonder  if  those  we  consider  great 
financiers  are  not,  after  all,  like  children 
with  toys.'  And  he  answered  very  seri- 
ously, "Yes,  I  often  wonder  what  it  is  all 
about.  I  inherited  money  and  here  I  am 
where  money  is  passing  by  and  I  sit  here 
amazed  at  the  amount  of  it  that  sticks  to 
my  fingers. 

New  York  is  in  the  path  of  music  and 
drama  and  art  of  all  kinds.  It  is  at  a  cross- 
roads where  various  streams  of  culture 
pass.  There  is  a  constant  influx  of  Euro- 

fean  musicians  and  artists  of  all  kinds, 
here  is  a  steady  inflow  of  audiences 
from  all  over  the  world.  An  ever  moving 
tide  of  culture.  And  it  is  amazing  how 
much  culture     sticks  to  its  fingers. 

But  the  West  is  not  yet  inundated  by 
the  flood  of  foreign  culture  from  whch 
New  York  draws  its  life.  Out  here  things 


are  quieter.  You  seem  to  have  more  calm. 
Ideas  have  a  chance  to  grow.  What  art 
you  have  here  seems  to  have  its  roots  in 
the  soil,  to  have  sprung  up  from  the 
people  themselves. 

I  WAS  amazed  to  enter  your  Bohemian 
Club  and  find  there  paint  ngs  and 
sculpture  by  the  members  themselves — 
to  find  people  who  are  doing  things 
spontaneously  and  seemingly  for  the  very 
joy  of  doing.  I  am  a  member  of  a  club  in 
New  York  that  is  supposed  to  contain 
the  cream  of  artistic  and  appreciative 
talent  but  I  can  not  recall  ever  having 
felt  the  freedom  of  expression  and  activ- 
ity there  that  I  find  here.  They  do  have  an 
exhibition  of  paintings  from  time  to  time, 
I  believe,  but  it  is  a  decidedly  formal 
affair.  I  am  a  rather  dilatory  member,  I 
must  admit,  but  I  do  not  recall  their  hav- 
ing a  theater  or  any  such  group  activity. 
Recently  when  I  was  in  Bohemian 
Grove,  though  I  hold  myself  as  the 
world's  worst  pianist,  I  mentioned  in  an 
offhand  way  that  it  would  be  interesting 
to  do  the  Cesar  Franck  Quintet  in  that 
setting.  And  immediately  they  said,  "why 
not?"  I  demurred  that  I  didn't  have  the 
score  and  that  there  would  not  be  time 
for  rehearsals  and  that  I  did  not  even 
know  if  players  were  present.  Within 
half  an  hour  a  very  creditable  quartet 
was  assembled  and  presented  to  me.  The 
score  was  produced,  I  presume  from  the 
club's  own  library,  and  without  rehearsal 
we  played  the  Cesar  Franck  Quintet 
while  other  club  members  sat  around  on 
logs  and  listened  or  went  to  sleep  as 
they  felt  inclined.  Such  a  thing  would 
not  have  happened  in  New  York,-  there 
we  are  too  self-conscious.  In  the  first 
place  I  should  have  worried  for  fear  I 

■  As  music  critic  for  the  New  York  Times, 
Olin  Downes  is  in  a  position  to  feel  the  tempo  of 
America's  artistic  development  and  to  analyze 
possible  trends.  He  is  now  in  California 
ostensibly  on  a  vacation  but  lecturing  on  occa- 
sion. However  the  "occasions"  have  become  so 
frequent  (he  has  accepted  twenty-six  invitations 
to  speak  since  he  arrived,  July  1  st)  that  the  vaca- 
tion has  slid  somewhat  into  the  background.  We 
have  a  weakness  for  vacations  and  a  fondness, 
matching  Mr.  Downes'  own,  for  fishing  so  took 
the  informal  occasion  of  a  trip  on  San  Francisco 
bay  in  an  Italian  fishing  boat  to  transcribe  the 
accompanying  observations  made  by  one  of 
America's  foremost  music  critics.  You  may 
punctuate  the  article  at  your  discretion  with 
nibbles  on  Mr.  Downes'  fishline  and  credit  any 
abrupt  transition  to  the  landing  of  a  fish. 


Olin  Downes 


should  make  mistakes,  and  I  should  have 
insisted  on  two  or  three  rehearsals  and 
it  would  all  have  been  very  formal.  Of 
course  at  the  Grove  I  did  make  mistakes, 
we  gave  a  very  imperfect  rendition  of 
the  Quintet  but  it  did  not  seem  to  matter. 
We  thoroughly  enjoyed  ourselves  and 
the  whole  spirit  was  happy  and,  in  a 
sense,  creative. 

Since  my  arrival  in  California  I  have 
met  an  amazing  number  of  truly  cultured, 
intellectual  people.  Friends  in  New  York 
who  had  never  been  West  expostulated 
with  me  before  I  left.  They  said,  "You'll 
die  out  there.  They  don't  know  anything 
about  music  or  drama  or  the  other  th'ngs 
you  like.  You'll  be  starved."  My  experi- 
ences have  been  quite  to  the  contrary. 
I  have  met  people  who  know  and  re- 
spond to  cultural  things.  I  have  met  busi- 
ness men  too,  and  where  does  one  not? 
But  I  think  that  in  the  West  the  business 
men  I  have  met  have  been  a  bit  more 
frankly  money  makers  and  more  likable 
because  of  the  absence  of  pretense. 
Those  who  are  cultured  are  definitely  so 
and  those  who  are  not  are  not  ashamed 
of  their  ignorance  and,  because  of  this, 
I  like  them  and  I  feel  that  there  is  to  be  a 
healthy  development  in  the  West  where 
you  are  more  free  from  the  superficialities 
of  modern  urban  life. 

IT  WiLL  be  interesting  to  observe  the 
processes  by  which  American  art  does 
achieve  a  nationa  consciousness,  as- 
similating the  hundred  and  one  influences 
to  which  it  is  subjected  and  choosing 
the  forms  best  suited  to  its  needs. 

At  present,  the  symphony  seems  to  me 
to  be  the  musical  form  bes:  suited  to 
American  feeling.  In  New  York  our  best 
effort  is  put  into  the  symphony  and  we 
demand  most  of  it.  Opera  seems  less 
adapted  to  the  American  temperament 
but  it  is  impossible  to  say  that  it  will  or 
will  not  be  important  in  the  future.  I  am 
convinced  that  you  will  not  have  general 
enthusiasm  for  opera  until  America  itself 
has  produced  great  opera  of  its  own — 
but  I  may  be  mistaken.  Opera  in  its 
present  form  may  have  a  deeper  hold  on 
the  American  imagination  than  I  suppose. 
It  is  true  that  there  is  a  very  deep  feeling 
for  opera  in  many  people.  I  feel  that  the 
social  factor  in  opera  appreciation  is  over 
estimated.  It  is  evident  that  those  who  are 

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lovely  thing  and  some  of  them  are. 
One  of  the  recent  San  Francisco 
crop  would  have  been  if  only  some  one 
hadn't  placed  a  potted  plant  on  the  plat- 
form before  the  altar. 

The  demure  young  bride,  her  face  a 
mark  of  winsome  innocence,  slowly 
walked  down  the  church  aisle,  clinging 
to  the  arm  of  her  father.  But  as  she  reached 
the  platform,  her  dainty  foot  brushed 
against  the  potted  flower,  upsetting  it. 
She  looked  at  the  spilled  dirt  gravely, 
then  raised  her  large  childlike  eyes  to  the 
sedate  face  of  the  minister. 

"That's  a  hell  of  a  place  to  put  a  lily," 
she  said. 

ENTERING  the  Civic  Auditorium  on 
tip-toe  recently,  all  prepared  for  one 
of  our  cultural  evenings  listening  in 
an  orderly  way  to  a  symphony  concert, 
we  ran  right  into  one  of  the  gayest  old 
bar-room  scenes  we  have  seen  for  many 
a  day.  Since  we'd  spent  all  of  five  minutes 
in  a  taxi  putting  ourselves  firmly  but  gently 
into  a  receptive  mood  for  some  fine 
music,  the  shock  was  bad  enough  to  have 
a  pretty  horrible  effect  on  us. 


While  the  conductor  tapped  his  baton 
briskly  several  times  in  an  attempt  to  catch 
our  eye,  we  were  lost,  utterly,  in  the 
beauty  of  our  surroundings.  To  all  ap- 
pearances, and  appearances  don't  always 
lie,  the  entire  auditorium  had  been 
decorated  by  a  bunch  of  bar-tenders  on 
the  loose.  Golden  nymphs  of  generous 
proportions  leaned  back  upon  gold 
frames  and  tooted  horns  with  an  easy 
nonchalance  that  made  us  green  with 
envy.  Large  stone  urns  vied  with  one 
another  in  spilling  fruits  and  vegetables 
in  wasteful  profusion.  Color  harmonies 
cast  off  the  old  shackles  of  conventional- 
ity and  good  taste  and  emerged  before 
our  startled  gaze  in  such  rich  combina- 
tions as  sky-blue  and  chocolate-brown, 
or  blood-red  and  Paris-green,  and  other 
advanced  symptoms  of  acute  alcoholism. 

But  fascinated  as  we  were  we  might 
as  well  admit  that  the  greater  part  of  our 


'Why  did  you  enter  Prince  in  the  horse  show?    He  hadn't  a  chance. 
'I  know — but  he  met  so  many  nice  horses." 


evening  was  spent  in  furtive  upward 
glances  in  the  direction  of  an  array  of 
bright  red  chandeliers.  As  the  evening 
progressed  and  the  music  and  one  thing 
and  another  affected  us  more  and  mere, 
they  took  on  a  remarkable  likeness  to  so 
many  malign  bioodshot  eyes. 

An  occasional  shy  glance  about  us 
revealed  many  a  head  tipped  back,  open 
mouthed  and  glassy-eyed,  completely 
swept  away  by  it  all.  Every  oldtimer  who 
knew  the  Barbary  Coast  in  the  days  when 
it  was  more  than  a  word,  was  swallowing 
hard  and  winking  to  keep  back  tears  of 
sheer  sentimentality.  Our  own  heart 
strings  were  badly  twanged,  for  that 
matter,  because  it's  not  every  day  that  one 
finds  anything  so  exquisite,  so  extraordi- 
nary, in  a  civic  building  usually  devoted 
to  symphony  concerts. 

A  GROUP  of  gentlemen,  obviously 
a  bit  under  the  alcoholic  influence, 
boarded  a  Market  street  car,  and 
being  of  course  in  a  spirit  of  revelry, 
were  a  source  of  much  annoyment  to 
other  passengers  on  the  car.  Several 
times  an  heroic  conductor  attempted  to 
remonstrate  with  them,  but  always  the 
ready  wit  of  one  of  the  gentlemen  sent 
him  back  to  the  rear  of  the  car  intellectu- 
ally vanquished.  Finally  an  old  lady  with 
a  rather  acid  tongue,  sitting  nearby  gave 
them  a  sermon  on  the  terrible  effects  of 
bad  liquor,  and  they  were  silent  for 
awhile. 

A  few  minutes  later  the  car  gave  a 
peculiar  lurch,  as  Market  street  cars  are 
wont  to  do,  and  the  lights  went  out. 

"My  God,"  cried  the  noisiest  of  the 
group,  "I'm  blind!" 

IF  PRESENT  indications  hold  true,  the 
coming  Pacific  Coast  Tennis  Tourna- 
ment, to  be  held  soon  in  this  section, 
will  be  the  greatest  of  its  kind  ever  to  be 
held  in  California.  This  year  finds  Mrs. 
Helen  Wills  Moody  among  the  list  of 
stars  entered  for  the  first  time  in  many  a 
moon,  and  the  entrance  of  William  T. 
Tilden,  America  s  most  brilliant  contribu- 


AUGUST,  1930 


"  --  and  how's  my  sweetie  today? 


tion  to  the  tennis  world  is  considered  a 
surety.  Added  to  these  we  find  a  galaxy 
of  stars  headed  by  France's  famed  Three 
Musketeers,  Henri  Cochet,  Jean  Borotra, 
and  Jaques  Brugnon  and  many  Davis  Cup 
stars  from  other  countries.  All  in  all,  it 
will  be  a  tournament  paralleling  in  talent 
the  recent  world  s  championships  at 
Wimbledon. 

RECENTLY  a  prominent  San  Francisco 
business  man,  rotund,  jolly,  but 
pained  by  his  inability  to  catalogue 
pictures  into  good,  bad,  or  indifferent, 
approached  a  prominent  artist  and  asked 
him  just  what  the  formula  was  for  dis- 
covering the  worth  of  any  painting.  The 
artist  was  taken  aback,  we  gather,  but 
still  able  to  fend  for  himself  and  Art 
answered,  (after  deciding  what  the 
business  man's  capacity  for  art  apprecia- 
tion was;  in  fact,  probably  after  deciding 
that  he  had  practically  none  at  all). 
"Look  at  the  picture  carefully.  Give  it  a 
chance  to  make  itself  felt  and  give  your- 
self a  chance  to  begin  to  grasp  its  real 
meaning.  View  it  from  all  its  aspects  and 
be  sure  that  you  understand  it.  If  after 
some  time  and  a  great  deal  of  considera- 
tion you  still  like  it,  you  can  be  pretty 
sure  it's  bad.'' 

WE  HAD  always  supposed  that 
Prohibition  was  entirely  a  phe- 
nomenon of  these  later  and 
Puritanical  days.  But  exploring  obscure 
byways  of  Roman  History,  we  are  aston- 


ished to  learn  that  a  people  so  astute  and 
well  balanced  as  the  Romans  fell  victim 
to  the  Prohibition  fallacy. 

In  the  year  A.D.  92,  the  Emperor 
Domitian,  who  from  all  accounts  was  a 
cheerless,  dogmatically  practical  and 
arbitrary  fellow,  issued  an  edict  to  pro- 
hibit the  growing  of  wine  grapes  in 
Spain  and  France.  He  ordered  all  existing 
vines  and  vineyards  to  be  uprooted  and 
the  land  set,  instead,  to  corn.  He  enacted 
a  series  of  laws,  designed  to  enforce  his 
edict  and  delegated  a  couple  of  legions 
to  enforce  them.  All  of  which,  as  you  see, 
is  a  close  counterpart  of  our  own  18th 
Amendment,  Volstead  Law  and  Prohibi- 
tion Enforcement  forces. 

WE  ARE  impressed  with  the 
turn- the -other-cheek  atti- 
tude of  modern  San  Francisco 
business  if  the  rumor  be  true  that  Diego 
Rivera  may  be  asked  to  paint  the  over- 
mantel decoration  in  the  board  of  di- 
rector's room  at  the  San  Francisco  Stock 
Exchange.  What  a  lesson  in  charity  and 
forgiveness  that  would  be!  But  why  not? 
Why  should  not  American  business  open 
its  arms  to  the  communist  protagonist  who 
has  consistently  fought  all  forms  of 
capitalism,  publicly  spat  upon  the  very 
Americans  whose  favor  keeps  him  in  the 
Mexican  limelight,  whose  best  known 
works  are  caricatures  of  American  capi- 
talism? Personally,  the  prospect  of  seeing 
a  primitive  fresco  reared  above  the 
deliberating  heads  of  the  stock  exchange 


directors  heralds  an  amusing  milleneum. 
Perhaps  the  directors  will  even  sit  for 
caricatures  such  as  those  the  great  Rivera 
did  of  Rockefeller  and  his  own  patron, 
Morrow,  that  they  may  humbly  remember 
that  to  the  communist  they  are  mere 
"materialists'   and     moneybags. 

FLAGPOLE  and  tree  sitters  may  turn 
green  with  envy,  rocking  chair 
champions  may  turn  white  with  fear, 
marathon  and  endurance  dance  title- 
holders  may  furbish  their  laurels  but  the 
center  of  this  particular  stage  of  prowess 
belongs  to  another  today. 

Walter  McGovern,  one  of  San  Fran- 
cisco s  biggest  attorneys  (he  teeters  the 
beam  of  the  Fairbanks  at  over  300  pounds) 
was  relaxing  in  a  Trinity  County  summer 
resort  the  other  evening  when  the  alarm 
was  sounded  that  a  large  active  rattle- 
snake was  loose  in  camp.  Flashlights  and 
lanterns  and  candles  appeared  while 
vacationing  he-men  armed  themselves 
with  tent-poles,  axes,  clubs,  revolvers 
and  other  weapons  equally  dangerous — 
to  bystanders.  Vainly  they  searched  the 
camp  over.  No  trace  of  the  venemous 
reptile.  Then  someone  recalled  that 
McGovern's  cabin  had  not  been  checked. 
The  posse  descended  upon  it  and  found 
the  San  Francisco  attorney  asleep  on  a 
deeply  cushioned  rustic  bench.  He  woke 
with  a  start  at  the  news  and  rose  to  join 
in  the  search.  A  woman  shrieked  and 
pointed  to  the  seat  McGovern  had  va- 
cated. There,  quashed  flat  as  warm  beer 
the  morning  after,  was  the  snake. 

Today  McGovern  claims  the  title  as 
the  champion  rattlesnake  sitter  of  the 
world — with  no  competition  in  sight. 

A  PARTY  of  San  Franciscans,  vaca- 
tioning in  the  Yosemite,  had 
climbed  to  the  top  of  an  "echoing" 
mountain.  There  they  saw  an  old  man 
sitting  on  a  rock,  a  pair  of  binoculars  in 
his  hands.  Every  few  minutes  he  would 
let  out  a  series  of  loud  whoops. 

The  puzzled  vacationists  looked  on 
and  listened  in  amazement  for  a  while, 
then  one  of  them  asked,  "Why  do  you 
keep  looking  through  your  binoculars  and 
then  yelling  as  if  you  were  hurt? 

The  old  man  looked  up  impatiently. 
"Don't  bother  me,"  he  snapped.  "Can't 
you  see  I'm  busy"?  If  you  distract  me,  I  II 
iose  my  job.  I'm  the  echo  of  this  here 
hill." 


10 


THEJSAN  FRANCISCAN 


.    .   .  The  DeYour^-Kalloch  Episode  in  the 
History  of  San  Francisco  Journalism 

by  Zoe  A.  Battu 


THE  American  public,  reading  with 
amusement  of  the  hypocrisies  of  the 
Reverend  Elmer  Gantry  in  Sinclair 
Lewis  s  novel  of  the  same  name,  won- 
dered if  such  fellows  ever  exist  in  the 
flesh  and  occupy  the  pulpits  of  American 
churches.  At  the  book's  first  appearance, 
competent  critics  rose  to  declare  that 
Lewis  had  again  demonstrated  his  un- 
common skill  at  creating  a  type,  which, 
while  thoroughly  representative  of  the 
given  phase  of  American  life,  hardly 
exists  outside  of  Lewis's  imagination. 

Such  comment,  though  erudite  and 
impressive,  may  be  discarded  as  of  no 
account;  and  Lewis'  claims  as  an  accurate 
portrayer  of  American  life  may,  accord- 
ingly, be  fully  honored.  In  San  Francisco 
(as  might  be  expected)  there  lived,  very 
much  in  the  flesh,  a  gentleman  of  the  pul- 
pit, whose  misdeeds  almost  exactly  paral- 
led  those  of  the  fictional  Elmer  Gantry. 
The  gentleman's  name  was  the  Reverend 
Dr.  Isaac  Kalloch,  and  he  flourished  in  the 
late  1870s  and  early  '80s. 

The  Reverend  Kalloch  and  his  father, 
also  a  pastor  of  the  Baptist  faith,  hailed 
originally  from  New  England.  Isaac  Kal- 
loch was  pastor  of  the  Metropolitan 
Temple,  Fifth  and  Jessie  streets.  The 
Temple  was  a  non-sectarian  but  religious 
organization.  It  was  a  forerunner  of  the 
present  day  churches,  dedicated  to  Serv- 
ice, whose  pastors  affect  the  methods  and 
manners  of  the  snappy  business  man, 
and  concern  themselves  with  the  novels, 
plays  and  political  affairs  of  the  day. 

Isaac  Kalloch  was  eminently  fitted  to 
preside  over  such  an  enterprise  and  such 
was  his  zeal  and  general  popularity,  that 
in  June  1879  he  was  named  as  candidate 
for  mayor  of  San  Francisco  by  the  Work- 
ingmen  s  Party,  which  had  been  organ- 
ized by  Dennis  Kearney  of  sand  lot  and 
anti-Chinese  fame.  Like  Kearney,  Kalloch 
yearned  for  reform,  for  the  speedy  annihi- 
lation of  all  millionaires,  bankers,  bond 
holders  and  railroad  builders,  for  justice 
to  the  working  man  and  his  elevation  to 
power.  Like  his  fellow  pastors,  he  was 
shocked  and  grieved  at  the  "Chinese 
stream  of  heathenism,  filth  and  prostitution 
pouring  into  Christian  America." 

Until  Kalloch  s  nomination  for  mayor, 
the  newspapers  had  been  indifferent 
toward  him.  But  with  his  nomination,  he 
assumed  a  position  and  importance  that 
could  not  be  ignored.  Moreover,  his  be- 
ing the  candidate  of  the  Workingmen's 
Party  tremendously  strengthened  the  case 
and  standing  of  that  organization.  It  con- 


ferred upon  it  an  almost  impregnable  bul- 
wark of  integrity  and  respectability.  Af- 
fairs within  the  city  quickly  came  to  the 
pass  where  no  public  official  or  judge 
dared  to  express  any  opinion  unfavorable 
to  the  Workingmen's  Party,  its  mayoralty 
candidate,  demands,  policies  or  motives. 
Labor,  insisted  the  several  spokesmen  of 
the  party,  could  do  no  wrong. 

IN  THE  CHRONICLE  office  this  rise  of 
the  Workingmen's  Party  and  the  Rev- 
erend Kalloch  was  viewed  with  alarm. 
The  paper  had  succeeded  in  laying  the 
motives  of  Kearney  open  to  questioning 
and  now,  in  Kalloch,  was  a  new  and 
possibly  greater  menace.  The  DeYoung 
brothers  and  their  editorial  staff  set  them- 
selves diligently  to  a  search  for  ammuni- 
tion and  arguments  with  which  to  combat 
the  party  and  discredit  Kalloch.  The  trail 
led  them  to  Boston  and  environs,  where 
they  found  what  they  sought  in  abundant 
measure. 

Dr.  Kalloch  and  his  father  had,  it  seems, 
shared  a  lurid  past.  At  the  tender  age  of 
twelve,  Isaac  Kalloch  had  been  found 
sharing  the  bedroom  and  bed  of  an 
adopted  daughter  of  his  parents,  who 
was  several  years  his  senior.  As  he 
progressed  in  years,  he  wrought  havoc 
among  the  servant  girls  of  the  countryside. 
Finally,  in  desperation,  he  was  sent  to  a 
Baptist  college  in  Maine.  He  was  dis- 
missed from  this  institution  for  his  amorous 
escapades.  While  the  junior  Kalloch  was 
thus  disporting  himself,  his  father  was  en- 
gaged in  similar  affairs  of  his  own.  His 
ministrations,  it  was  found,  to  certain 
maids  and  matrons  of  his  flock  had  noth- 
ing of  the  spiritual  about  them.  He  was, 
accordingly,  unfrocked  and  left  New 
England  for  California. 

At  this  exposure  of  his  father,  the 
younger  Kalloch  was  fired  with  a  resolve 
to  redeem  the  family  honor.  He  contrived 
to  achieve  ordination  as  a  Baptist  pastor 
and  succeeded  in  obtaining  the  very 
pulpit  in  Rockland,  Maine,  from  which 
his  father  had  been  dismissed.  He  spe- 
cialized in  tirades  against  sin  and  as  an 
evangelist.  Such  was  his  eloquence  that 
he  speedily  won  more  than  a  local  fame. 

But  Kalloch  was  able  to  overcome 
neither  his  father's  weaknesses  nor  his 
own.  He  was  habitually  but  secretly  in 
the  company  of  a  comely  lady  who  was 
wedded  to  an  elderly  but  prosperous 
deacon  of  his  church.  Kalloch  left  Rock- 
land under  a  cloud  but  succeeded  in 
obtaining  the   pastorate  of  the  Tremont 


Baptist  Temple,  Boston.  Here  the  ladies 
of  the  choir  engaged  his  fancy  with  the 
result  that  the  Boston  church  dismissed 
hum  in  disgrace.  Kalloch  came  to  San 
Francisco,  and  as  may  be  seen,  was  doing 
very  well  for  himself. 

THESE  facts  were  published  in  The 
Chronicle  in  August,  1879,  at  the 
height  of  the  mayoralty  campaign. 
San  Francisco  read,  gasped,  blazed  with 
gossip  and  waited  for  further  develop- 
ments. It  did  not  have  long  to  wait.  Kal- 
loch promptly  mounted  the  platform  and 
referred  to  Charles  DeYoung  as  the  in- 
ferior progeny  of  a  father  of  questionable 
identity. 

The  following  Sunday  morning,  Charles 
DeYoung  took  his  pistol  in  hand,  hired  a 
closed  carriage  and  drove  to  the  side 
entrance  of  the  Metropolitan  Temple 
where  Kalloch  was  holding  services.  He 
sent  a  messenger  boy  to  tell  Kalloch  a 
lady  wished  to  see  him  without.  Kalloch 
answered  the  summons,  opened  the  car- 
riage door  and  peered  within.  Without 
warning,  DeYoung  fired  two  shots,  which 
lodged  in  Kalloch's  chest  and  shoulder. 
For  several  days  his  life  was  feared;  but 
he  recovered.  DeYoung  was  arrested  and 
released  on  bonds,  pending  his  trial. 

San  Francisco  rocked  with  excitement. 
The  daily  press  lined  up  solidly  against 
DeYoung  and  decried  the  shooting  as 
cowardly  and  brutal,  although  it  had  been 
done  to  avenge  the  insult  to  Mrs.  De- 
Young.  The  Alta  had  previously  been  at 
a  loss  for  words  with  which  to  express 
its  scorn  of  the  Workingmen's  Party  and 
Kalloch.  Suddenly,  however,  The  Alta 
perceived  remarkable  virtues  in  the  party 
and  its  mayoralty  candidate  and  The 
Chronicle  and  Charles  DeYoung  were 
set  forth  as  symbols  of  sensational  journal- 
ism, violent  and  politically  corrupt.  Dr. 
Kalloch  thus  became  the  martyred  hero  of 
the  hour.  He  polled  a  large  vote  for 
mayor  and  triumphantly  assumed  office  in 
December  1879. 

The  election  disposed  of,  the  trial  of 
Charles  DeYoung  for  the  shooting  of 
Kalloch  again  became  an  issue.  Michael 
DeYoung  was  able,  however,  to  invoke 
various  legal  technicalities  in  behalf  of 
his  brother  and  was  able  to  postpone  the 
trial.  The  courts  allowed  the  case  to 
languish  until  it  appeared  that  DeYoung 
might  never  be  brought  to  trial  for  the 
attempted  killing — a  circumstance  which 
met  with  clamorous  condemnation  from 
Kalloch  and  the  labor  element. 

LATE  in  April  1880,  Kalloch's  son 
decided  to  take  action  on  his  own 
account.  One  evening  about  eight 
o'clock  he  entered  The  Chronicle  s 
business  office.  Charles  DeYoung  stood 
talking  with  a  friend.  Several  employees 
were  about.  Before  they  were  aware  of 
young    Kalloch's   presence,    he   directed 

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AUGUST,  1930 


11 


On  the  Air 

San  Francisco"  Broadcasting 


RADIO  broadcasting  is  classified  as 
the  fastest  moving  business  in  the 
world"  by  Don  E.  Gilman,  for 
twenty  years  a  prominent  figure  in  the 
newspaper  world  and  at  present  vice- 
president  in  charge  of  the  Pacific  Coast 
division  of  the  National  Broadcasting 
Company.  If  one  faces  that  statement  with 
any  degree  of  imagination  one  begins  to 
appreciate  somewhat  the  present  scope 
of  radio  but  I  doubt  if  even  Mr.  Gilman 
could  do  more  than  guess  what  radio  will 
mean  in  the  future  of  industry.  It  is,  like 
the  tomorrow  of  aviation,  something  with 
which  to  conjure. 

One  may  trace  sound  vibration  com- 
munication through  different  ages  in 
widely  separated  countries  but  it  is  the 
actual  development  and  achievement  of 
radio  broadcasting — illustrated  by  the 
accomplishments  of  studios  in  San  Fran- 
cisco— that  is  of  importance  to  us. 

A  review  of  but  a   half  dozen  years 


Outgrows  Swaddling  Clothes 
by  Patricia  May  Astra 

covers  practically  the  entire  industry.  I 
asked  a  popular  radio  soloist  how  long 
he  had  been  broadcasting.  His  answer 
might  be  used  to  illustrate  the  entire  radio 
broadcast  story.  "I  made  my  radio  debut 
when  a  small  room  hung  with  a  lot  of  old 
draperies,  fitted  up  with  a  microphone 
constructed  from  something  that  looked 
like  a  cigar  box  and  a  huge  funnel  was 
dignified  with  the  name  of  broadcast 
studio."  This  was  a  very  few  years  ago. 
In  fact  it  was  the  same  year  that  you  and 
your  friends  were  making  crystal  receiv- 
ing sets — and  bragging  because  occa- 
sionally you  actually  heard  something 
with  the  help  of  the  aforesaid  gadget" 
and  a  couple  of  ear  phones. 

Many  of  those  prominent  in  broadcast- 
ing today  recall  those  first  coffin-like 
studios,  usually  a  small  room  on  the  top 
floor  of  some  office  building,  hung  with 
motley  drapes  and  fitted  with  the  crudest 
conceivable  apparatus.  In  such  dreary  and 


RALPH  YOUNG 


Broadcasting  in  an  NBC  studio  .  .  Barbara  Blanchard,  soprano;  Fritz  Warnke,  pianist; 
Cecil  Underwood,  announcer,-  Winston  C.  Moore,  monitor. 


DON  E.  GILMAN 

one  of  the  most  prominent  figures  in  local  radio. 

mysterious  "studios"  the  pioneers  of  this 
now  great  industry  worked. 

Is  it  any  wonder  that  artists  accustomed 
for  many  years  to  public  appearances  not 
infrequently  became  dumb  with  mike- 
fright"  when  placed  in  one  of  these  air- 
tight cheerless  studios  before  a  queer 
device  that  was  about  as  mysterious  as  it 
was  uninspiring?  I  can  still  recall  an  inci- 
dent that  happened  some  years  ago  when 
I  was  interested  in  radio  programs  spon- 
sored by  an  advertising  client.  Two 
artists  arrived  though  only  one  was 
scheduled  to  appear  and,  when  I  ex- 
pressed my  surprise,  I  was  told  by  the 
station  director  that  it  was  the  custom  to 
have  an  emergency  artist  within  easy  call 
in  case  the  regular  artist  should  be 
afflicted  with  "mike-fright."  Today  prac- 
tically every  artist  and  public  speaker  of 
note  is  "mike  wise. 

HOW  different  from  the  settings  of 
these  crude  beginnings  are  the 
spacious,  luxurious  studios  of  to- 
day. The  largest  San  Francisco  studios  are 
occupied  by  the  National  Broadcasting 
Company  comprising  practically  two 
floors  atop  the  twenty-two  story  Hunter- 
Dulin  Building.  The  major  portion  of  the 
huge  twenty-second  floor  is  occupied  by 
three  spacious  studios.  Each  is  decorated 
and  furnished  in  a  definite  '  period 
style — and  it  is  difficult  to  decide  which 
is  the  most  beautiful.  The  smallest  of  these 
studios  will  accommodate  comfortably  a 
fifty-piece  orchestra,  besides  a  number  of 
artists,  directors,  announcers  and  others 
who  participate  in  the  programs.  A 
fourth  and  smaller  studio  is  used  for 
rehearsals. 

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12 


SPOTLIGHT 


By  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


SOME  months  ago  we  said  in  these 
columns  that  if  a  playwright  were  to 
write  a  play  around  a  legitimate  child 
the  novelty  of  the  idea  would  make  his 
effort  a  sure-fire  success.  At  present  writ- 
ing there  does  not  seem  to  be  a  play- 
wright with  the  temerity  to  do  anything 
so  daring.  There  are  at  least  two  shows 
in  town  built  upon  the  bastard  theme — 
Caprice"  and  "It's  a  Wise  Child." 
Whether  there  is  a  love-child  in  "Subway 
Express"  we  do  not  know,  but  we  are 
hopeful.  Children  have  been  born  in 
taxis,  why  not  aboard  a  subway  express? 
Except  that  prospective  mothers  out  of 
wedlock  are  never  quite  that  public. 
Even  in  this  enlightened  age  there  is  still 
an  attitude  of  hiding-out  connected  with 
the  advent  of  the  baby  resulting  from 
natural  causes  without  benefit  of  clergy. 
The  bastard  in  '  Caprice"  is  an  adoles- 
cent with  a  mother  complex.  But  the 
scene,  being  Vienna,  the  complications 
are  treated  with  a  half  smothered  gaiety. 
It  is  a  play  that  could  have  been  written 
only  by  a  woman.  Even  if  a  man  had  in- 
vented the  female  characters  they  would 
have  ended  by  taking  him  in.  For  instance, 
we  are  certain  that  every  woman  in  the 
audience  knew  what  was  back  of  the 
self-sacrificing  mother  attitude.  We,  be- 
ing a  mere  male,  were  terribly  impressed 
by  the  earnestness  and  apparent  sincerity 
of  the  mother  pleading  with  the  father  to 
take  over  his  child  and  make  a  man  of 
him.  As  she  sat  in  Counselor  Von  Ech- 
ardt  s  study  and  outlined  a  vision  of  glory 
for  her  child  and  self-abnegation  for  her- 
self v/e  thought:  "There  is  a  real  person. 
She  s  going  to  walk  out  of  the  picture  and 
leave  father  and  son  alone  with  their 
happiness!" 

We  came  to  with  a  shock  when  llsa 
entered  upon  the  scene  and  reduced 
Amalia's  prospective  self  immolation  to 
its  proper  values.  But,  even  then,  we 
were  unconvinced.  Even,  then,  poor 
male  that  we  are,  we  fancied  that  Am- 
alia  s  motives  were  high  and  pure  and 
noble.  Well,  maybe  they  were  at  the 
start.  Maybe  she  had  honest  intentions. 
Maybe  she  did  think  that  her  husband 
could  make  a  man  of  Robert.  Maybe  she 
did  fancy  that  a  pansy  plant  could  be 
made  to  develop  into  a  carnation.  She 
was  fool  enough,  God  knows,  to  have 
fancied  anything.  The  boy  that  was  her 
handiwork  proved  that.  And  her  under- 
estimation of  llsa  Von  llsen  was  added 
proof  of  her  stupidity.  We  confess  that 
llsa  s  competence  dazzled  us.  She  never 
made  a  false  move.  And  her  triumph  was 


complete.    Without   apparently   lifting    a 
hand  she  won  every  trick. 

Miss  Bainter  gave  a  searching  interpre- 
tation with  just  the  proper  amount  of 
swagger.  She  was  the  aristocrat  who  was 
sure  enough  of  her  position  to  be  vulgar 
when  the  situation  demanded.  She  could 
flip  the  brim  of  her  hat  back  and  say  "To 
hell  with  everything!"  because  she  was 
llsa  Von  llsen.  We  cannot  give  higher 
praise  to  Lily  Cahill  than  to  say  that  as 
Robert  s  mother  she  was  a  complete  foil 
to  Miss  Bainter.  And,  as  for  Reginald 
Owen,  superlatives  would  not  be  ade- 
quate to  convey  the  nuances  in  his  acting. 
His  silent  stage  bits  were  as  effective  as 
his  spoken  words.  The  pantomime  of 
father  and  son  eating  cake  together  was 
perfect  in  feeling  and  execution,-  so  per- 
fect that  we  wonder  whether  this  scene 
was  an  invention  of  the  author,  the  stage 
director,  or  Mr.  Owen  himself.  It  was 
cheering  to  find  an  announcement  on  the 
program  to  the  effect  that  "Candle- 
Light/'  which  will  follow  "Caprice"  at 
the  Geary  Theatre,  had  been  staged  by 
Mr.  Owen.  Likewise  that  Alan  Mow- 
bray would  be  in  the  cast.  Unless  we  are 
mistaken  Mr.  Mowbray  is  the  actor  who 
made  The  Second  Man"  one  of  the  most 
memorable  plays  of  last  season.  We  hope 
that  Mr.  Owen  is  likewise  to  be  among 
those  present  before  the  footlights. 

AND,  speaking  of  "The  Second 
Man,  we  wonder  how  much  the 
author  of  "It's  a  Wise  Child"  is 
indebted  to  "The  Second  Man"  for  his 
heroine  s  resolve  to  announce  that  she  is 
going  to  have  a  baby  when  there  is  no 
truth  in  the  statement.  Here  is  a  play  that 
treats  the  illegitimacy  hilariously  as  in 
"The  Little  Accident."  It  is  a  Duffy  drama 
with  a  subject  that  is  usually  tabu  for 
the  Duffy  audience.  It  concerns  middle 
class  people  in  a  middle  class  town.  It 
has  an  iceman  and  a  maid  who  are  both 
of  the  stuff  of  which  laughs  are  manu- 
factured, and  a  number  of  c  haracters 
that  in  these  days  of  type  casting  we 
should  hate  to  be  picked  for  if  on  e  were 
an  actor.  It  kept  the  large  audience 
assembled  at  the  Curran  in  gales  of 
laughter  from  start  to  finish.  Which  was  a 
good  thing,  because  to  have  analyzed  all 
the  meanness  and  contemptibility  that 
animated  most  of  the  characters  would 
have  made  one  feel  as  depressed  as  if 
one  had  sat  through  an  Ibsen  drama.  We 
dont  know  why  but  there  is  always  this 
sort  of  character  drawing  whenever  a 
playwright  in  these  United  States  inter- 


Our  Dramatic  Critic 
Finds  the  Local  Stage 
Offering  Variations 
on  Bastard  Themes. 


prets  the  common  people.  And  he  must 
be  right  because,  between  gurgles  of 
joy,  a  woman  behind  us  said  to  her  friend: 
'  Aint  it  jist  like  a  family1"  We  had  hoped 
all  along  that  it  wasn't.  We  had  hoped 
that  it  was  all  exaggerated  just  to  get  the 
laughs.  But  we  guess  we're  wrong. 

But  the  iceman  was  there  to  save  the 
day  for  us,  sentimentalist  that  we  are!  The 
iceman  was  there  to  beat  a  man  up  for 
seducing  his  lady.  It  was  of  no  moment 
that  he  got  the  wrong  person.  His  heart 
was  in  the  right  place.  And  it  was  the 
iceman  who  rescued  the  proverbial 
servant  girl  from  the  horrible  fate  of 
marrying  the  proverbial  son  of  the  family, 
who  had  wronged  her.  We  can  think  of 
no  worse  solution  to  the  problem  than 
to  have  tied  up  an  erring  servant  girl  to 
the  nasty  little  bounder  responsible  for 
her  condition.  As  to  the  two  suitors  for 
the  heroine's  hand  we  think  we  should 
have  chosen  Mr.  Applebv  in  preference 
to  the  young  prig,  Roger  Baldwin,  that 
she  thought  she  was  going  to  marry.  At 
least  Mr.  Appleby  was  a  crook  even  if  a 
sanctimonious  one.  And  that  is  something. 
We  kept  hoping  that  we  would  catch  a 
glimpse  of  the  servant  girl,  Lena,  who, 
if  we  may  revert  to  the  refined  language 
of  the  gay  nineties,  was  "in  an  interesting 
condition."  We  had  a  suspicion  that  she 
might  have  been  "spoofing,  '  too.  For, 
after  seeing  "Caprice"  we  had  no  longer 
the  faintest  idea  that  we  knew  why  a 
woman  did  anything.  On  the  surface  it 
doesn  t  appear  that  a  servant  girl  would 
have  to  invent  prospective  motherhood 
to  snare  an  iceman,  already  in  love  with 
her.  But  you  never  can  tell. 

WHETHER  or  not  you  like  dramas 
founded  on  the  theme  of  bastard 
children,  a  trip  to  the  Curran  v/ill 
convince  you  of  one  thing,-  people  these 
days  can  face  any  kind  of  a  baby  on  the 
stage  with  equanimity.  Whether  they  can 
do  so  in  real  life  remains  to  be  seen.  But 
when  a  man  laughs  at  a  situation,  even 
if  it  is  make-believe,  he  is  on  his  way  to 
accept    that   situation    with    gaiety.    The 

Continued  on  page  21 


AUGUST,  1930 


13 


This  glamorous  actress,  whose  London  and  New  York 
triumphs  during  the  past  six  years  have  made  her 
one  of  the  truly  celebrated  contemporary  theatre 
personalities,  makes  her  California  debut  at  the 
Curran,  August  1 8,  playing  the"Dishonored  Lady." 


KATHARINE  CORNELL 


14 


THE  SAN  FkANCISCAN 


CAUSERIE 


Being  a  somewhat  casual  discussion 
of  several  new  books  and  an  old  one 

by  Frank  L.  Fenton 


WHEN  one  has  heard  the  adjec- 
tives "stark,"  "strong,"  "grip- 
ping," "vital,"  and  a  whole  host 
of  virile  words  applied  to  a  first  novel, 
one  is  likely  to  hope  that  here  again  is  a 
book  approaching  "Look  Homeward, 
Angel.  When  one  knows,  too,  that  this 
first  novel  has  a  preface  by  D.  H.  Law- 
rence, one  is  likely  to  expect  something 
quite  out  of  the  ordinary.  Edward  Dahl- 
berg's  "Bottom  Dogs"  (SimonSchuster)  is 
then  bound  to  be  a  disappointment  be- 
cause it  would  take  a  very  rare  novel  in- 
deed to  meet  one's  expectations.  Instead 
we  have  here  only  another  example  of 
the  visceral  school  of  American  realism. 
The  story  is  plotless  autobiography.  The 
hero,  Lorry  Lewis,  is  placed  by  his  mother 
in  an  orphans'  home.  He  goes  through  the 
dull  life  of  the  school,  grows  up,  goes  to 
work,  becomes  restless,  goes  west  to 
Portland,  Oregon,  down  to  San  Fran- 
cisco, on  to  Los  Angeles.  The  book  ends 
there  with  his  experiences  in  the 
y.  M.  C.  A.  and  Soloman's  Dance  Palace. 
Good  realism,  surely,-  but  no  better  than 
Dos  Passos,  or  Anderson,  or  Tully,  or  any 
one  of  a  dozen  others.  Like  all  purely 
realistic  novels,  local  color  plays  an 
important  part.  The  only  new  bit  ex- 
ploited is  the  barbershop  conducted  by 
Lorry  s  mother  and  her  lady  barbers.  The 
book  has  a  local  interest,  aside  from  the 
fact  that  part  of  it  has  a  local  setting,  from 
the  fact  that  the  author  was  a  student  at 
the  University  of  California  in  1922.  All 
in  all,  it's  a  good  bit  of  Americana,  but 
one  finds  it  difficult  to  follow  D.  H. 
Lawrence  when  he  says,  "It  is  a  genuine 
book,  as  far  as  it  goes,  even  if  it  is  an 
objectionable  one  .  .  .  That  directness, 
that  unsentimentalized  and  non-drama- 
•ized  thoroughness  of  setting  down  the 
under-dog  mind  surpasses  anything  I 
know." 

If  one  must  write  about  "Vile  Bodies" 
I  much  prefer  that  he  go  about  it  in  the 
manner  of  Evelyn  Waugh  in  his  book  of 
that  title.  Here  we  have  the  unpleasant 
"facts  of  life"  made  the  subject  for — not 
ribald  jest,  but  jest,  certainly.  It  is  a  book 
of  sly  winks  and  occasional  nudges  in  the 
ribs,  a  book  that  sees  in  life  a  gay  and 
somewhat  naughty  comedy  and  insists 
that  you,  too,  be  regaled  by  it.  What 
could  be  more  charming  than  the  picture 
of  poor  Lady  Agath  Runcidle,  who 
drank    much    too    much    champagne    and 


then  drove  a  racing  car 
into  a  town  pump,-  or  the 
amorous  passage  between 
yesterday's  Prime  Minister 
and  the  Japanese  baron- 
ess,- or  the  party,  quite  im- 
promptu, at  No.  10  Down- 
ing street,-  or  the  seduction 
scene?  Particularly  the  se- 
duction scene!  The  book 
surely  has  no  lasting  merit; 
reviewers  are  not  going  to 
speak  of  it  as  a  "significant 
contribution"  to  anything 
at  all.  In  value  it  ranks 
somewhere  between  Carl  Van  Vechten 
and  Ronald  Firbank,  and  probably  will 
be  forgotten  by  this  time  next  year,  al- 
though one  feels  that  the  figure  of  Mrs. 
Melrose  Ape,  the  evangelist,  should 
keep  it  from  oblivion.  She  and  her  angels, 
who  carry  their  wings  in  small  black 
boxes  like  violin  cases,  travel  about 
holding  revivals,  and  (we  assume)  saving 
souls.  Of  the  angels,  Divine  Discontent 
and  Chastity  seem  to  have  more  personal- 
ity than  the  rest.  I  forget  what  happens 
to  Divine  Discontent,  but  Chastity  comes 
to  no  good  end  by  way  of  a  bawdy  house 
in  Buenos  Aires. 

THE  subject  of  bawdy  houses,  always 
an  alluring  one,  brings  to  mind  a 
book  which  puts  all  modern  fripperies 
to  shame.  In  1665  there  was  first  pub- 
lished a  book  with  the  long  and  descrip- 
tive title  of  "The  English  Rogue,  De- 
scribed in  the  Life  of  Meriton  Latroon, 
a  Witty  Extravagant,  being  a  Complete 
History  of  the  Most  Eminent  Cheats  of 
Both  Sexes."  It  was  written  first  by 
Richard  Head  and  later  augmented  by 
Francis  Kirkman.  A  beautiful  modern  edi- 
tion has  recently  been  issued  by  George 
Routledge  and  Sons  of  London.  Here  is 
a  book  to  be  dwelt  upon  and  read  bit  by 
bit,  preferably  with  congenial  friends. 
The  laughter  of  Vile  Bodies'  is  the  polite 
ripple  one  expects  over  tea  cups,-  that  in 
"Bottom  Dogs,'  when  there  is  any,  is  a 
broad,  slap-stick  ha!  ha!  But  that  in  "The 
English  Rogue"  is  the  deep,  intestinal 
laughter  that  makes  one  thank  God  for  sin. 
The  first  part  of  the  book  is  largely  auto- 
biography of  Richard  Head  himself,  giv- 
ing a  fascinating  picture  of  life  in  the 
late  17th  Century.  Head  would  not 
have  us  think  him  an  unregenerate  fellow 


sonnet:  no  fault 

by  Witter  Bynner 

Loving  your  virtues,  let  me  love  your  fault. 
Let  me  be  glad  that  there  are  faults  to  praise; 
If  there  were  none,  what  book  of  capitals 
Could  tell  a  wonder  that  no  language  says? 
When  I  recall  how  loveliness  can  poise 
Upon  your  heart,  rose-petals  on  a  stem, 
And  how  the  living  earth  is  in  your  voice, 
Your  faultiness  becomes  my  strategem. 

Through  every  petal  in  some  hidden  bruise 
Foretells  of  younger  roses  fading  too, 
Your  only  fault  is  my  fault,  since  I  choose 
To  call  it  your  fault,  that  I  love  but  you, 
And  reck  no  whit  of  any  roses  grown 
To  fade  in  other  gardens  than  my  own. 


and  is  careful  to  point  out  in  his  Epistle 
to  the  Reader  the  sound  moral  purpose 
he  has  in  writing:  "It  hath  been  too  much 
the  humour  of  late  for  men  rather  to  ad- 
venture on  the  foreign  crazy  stilts  of  other 
men's  inventions  than  securely  walk  on 
the  groundwork  of  their  own  homespun 
fancies.  What  I  here  present  ye  with  is 
an  original  in  your  own  mother-tongue 
.  .  .  Every  man  hath  his  peculiar  guilt, 
proper  to  his  constitution  and  age  .  .  . 
This  good  use  I  hope  the  Reader  will 
make  with  me  of  those  follies  that  are  so 
generally  and  too  frequently  committed 
everywhere,  by  declining  the  commission 
of  them  (if  not  for  the  love  of  virtue,  yet 
to  avoid  the  dismal  effects  of  the  most 
dangerous  consequences  that  continually 
accompany  them).  And  how  shall  any  be 
able  to  do  this,  unless  they  make  an  in- 
trospection into  Vice?  This  they  may  do 
with  little  danger,-  for  it  is  possible  to 
enjoy  the  theory,  without  making  use  of 
the  practice."  And  theory  he  gives  us 
with  great  thoroughness,  based,  of  course, 
upon  his  practice  and  illustrated  with 
numerous  diverting  anecdotes.  His  twenty- 
second  chapter  bears  the  title:  "Some 
observations  concerning  love  and  wo- 
men, selected  out  of  the  choicest  com- 
mentators on  their  nature,  together  with 
his  own  experimental  reflections.  His 
opening  remark  shows  his  profound  good 
sense  in  the  matter:  "Love,  'tis  confessed 
is  a  natural  distemper,  a  kind  of  small-pox,- 
most  have  either  had  it,  or  is  to  expect  it, 
and  the  sooner  the  better."  I  should  be 
thankful  if  our  modern  novelists  followed 
one  bit  of  advice  from  Mr.  Head:  "It 
will  not  only  take  up  too  much  time,  but 
also  offend  the  modest  Reader,  here  to 
insert  what  discourses  we  had;  therefore, 

Continued  on  page  24 


AUGUST,  1930 


May  This  Land  Remain  Unspoiled 


AT  THE  time  of  my  arrival  in  Tahiti, 
^^thevoyage  had  been  unadventurous 
to  a  point  where  even  the  most 
horrible  of  ocean  disasters  would  have 
been  greeted  with  a  bellow  of  joy  from 
myself.  Had  the  vessel  been  blown  sky- 
ward by  some  accident  within  its  engines, 
at  least  the  monotony  would  have  also 
been  shattered. 

On  the  last  morning,  long  before 
dawn,  the  steward,  a  sun-browned 
Cockney  lad,  came  blundering  into  my 
cabin  and  in  a  hoarse  whisper  said: 
"We'm  'ere,  sir! 

I  sprang  up,  uttering  unintelligible 
sounds  and  found  myself  making  grimaces 
of  joy  in  the  tiny  mirror.  The  ship  lay 
seemingly  motionless,  the  accustomed 
throb  of  the  propeller  no  longer  irked  my 
subconscious  mind.  We  had  arrived  at 
last. 

The  blue  black  silhouette  of  a  jagged 
mountain  thrust  itself  into  the  faintly 
lighted  sky.  Orange  lights  twinkled  along 
an  invisible  shore.  The  sun,  rising 
abruptly,  spread  vermillion  shafts  across  a 
verdigris  tinged  infinity.  The  air  was 
pungent  with  the  indescribable  fragrance 
of  the    tropics,   th    mysterious   smell    ofe 


moisture  and  growth  and  fresh  generative 
earth.  The  wild,  rich  scents  of  hot  coun- 
tries seemed  to  fill  the  air  with  their 
essence,  copra,  limes,  vanilla.  The  crow- 
ing of  roosters  came  faintly  from  across 
the  dark,  shining  expanse  of  the  lagoon 
through  which  the  ship  was  slowly  drift- 
ing and  which  held  the  fiery  image  of  the 
risen  sun.  As  we  approached  the  shore 
where  dark  green  shade  trees  arched 
above  the  persimmon-col- 
ored dwellings  of  the 
town's  edge,  figures  upon 
unseen  bicycles  emerged 
through  flecked  pools  of 
cool  shadow.  Suddenly 
the  sun  topped  the  Island 
heights,  spilling  coppery 
light  slantingly  across  the 
roofs,  palm  fronds  turned 
silver  yellow  and  the  rusted 
steeple  of  the  missionary 
church  became  gold  in  the 
early  morning  burst  of  hot 
brilliance.  The  water  too, 
had  changed  from  deep 
green  to  ultramarine  and 
emerald  and  the  dim  form 
of  a  shark  appeared  as  it 


15 


Tranquil  Tahiti 

.  .  Philip  Nesbitt 
writes  of  Papeete 
and  sketches  his 
impressions.     .     . 

slipped  in  the  depths  alongside  the  ship. 

Tahitian  men  and  women,  Americans, 
Englishmen,  Frenchmen  and  East  Indians 
smiled  up  at  us,  as  we  leaned  against  the 
railing  of  the  deck.  They  appeared  to 
enjoy  the  moment,  they  were  almost  too 
cheerful.  Evidently  they  were  no  less 
glad  of  the  arrival  than  we. 

This  first  glimpse  of  the  life  of  the 
Island  showed  none  of  the  fevered  boom- 
ing of  a  brass  band  and  the  absurd  made- 
to-order-atmosphere  of  other  islands  in 
the  Pacific.  Girls  with  white  flowers 
placed  in  their  waist-long  jet-black  shiny 
hair,  were  laughing  and  chattering  to- 
gether. Round  women  in  yellow  and 
carmine  dresses  were  selling  fruits  and 
trinkets.  As  I  left  the  ship,  I  arranged  for 
my  trunks  to  be  sent  ahead  to  the  hotel, 
to  which  I  would  walk.  I  passed  a  group 
of  little  Tahitian  boys  whose  bare  feet 
marched  in  the  warm  dust.  They  were 
beating  gasoline  tins,  a  butter  bucket  and 
a  section  of  split  bamboo.  In  spite  of  the 
simple  drums  they  had,  I  could  sense  the 
old  ,primitive  native  rhythms  beneath  the 
more  superficial  bangings.  Their  appeal 
was  irresistible. 

The  air  was  warm  and  pleasant.  I 
passed  under  the  big  shade  trees,  through 
yellowy  spots  of  sunlight  and  into 
shadow  again.  In  the  dense  foliage  over- 
head, Mina  birds  were  holding  forth  in 
cacophonic  confabulation.  The  lagoon 
glittered  through  the  banana  trees.  I  be- 
came aware  of  the  profound  beauty  of 
Tahiti.  I  was  here  to  make  water  colors. 
I  was  fortunate. 

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The  Artist  Sketches  in  Papeete 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

DYER-LEAYITT.  On  June  26,  at  Martha's 
Vineyard,  Massachusetts,  Mr.  George  Bell  Dyer, 
son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Dyer,  ami  Miss  Charlotte 
Leavitt,  daughter  of  the  late  Mr.  Charles  \\  elford 
Leavitt. 

GWIN-LYON.  On  July  9  in  New  York  City.  Mr. 
Stanford  Gwin,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  M. 
Gwin  of  San  Francisco,  and  Miss  Camilla  Lyon, 
daughter  of  Mr.  T.  M.  Lyon  of  New  York. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

BROWNELL-POPE.  Miss  Harriet  Brownell, 
daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Erie  E.  Brownell,  to  Mr. 
George  A.  Pope,  Jr.,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George 
A.   Pope. 

HOLBROOK-BELCHER.  Miss  Harriet  Hol- 
brook,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Paul  Wegeforth,  to  .Mr. 
Frank  Garretson  Belcher  of  San  Diego,  son  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Frank  J.  Belcher,  Jr. 

KEHRLEIN-SIMON.  Miss  Frances  Kehrlein. 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Oliver  du  F.  Kehrlein  to 
Mr.  Bernard  Simon  of  New  Y'ork. 

PRAEL-CASEY.  Miss  Anne  Elizabeth  Prael, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  \V.  Prael,  to  Mr. 
William  Kevin  Casey. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mrs.  Howard  Gray  Park  entertained  at  luncheon 
at  her  Hillsborough  home  in  honor  of  her  mother, 
Mrs.  Edward  H.  Clark,  shortly  before  the  latter's 
departure  for  her  home  in   New   York. 

Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron  entertained  at  luncheon 
in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  Mrs.  William  Randolph 
Hearst,  Sr.,  who  motored  north  with  a  party  of 
friends  from  the  Hearst  ranch  at  San  Simeon. 

Honoring  the  Spanish  Ambassador  Senor  Alejandro 
de  Padilla  and  his  daughter,  Senorita  Rosa  de  Padilla, 
Mrs.  Adolph  B.  Spreckels  gave  an  informal  reception 
at  the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kirkwood  Donavin  gave  a  tea  at 
their  home  on  Broadway  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Florence 
Robert  who  will  spend  several  months  in  San  Fran- 
cisco with  her  son  Mr.  Henry  Robert. 

Mrs.  Willis  Goodwin  of  Santa  Barbara  was  enter- 
tained at  luncheon  by  Mrs.  Frank  Deering  at  the 
Hotel  St.  Francis  recently. 

Princess  Pignatelli  (Conchita  Sepulveda  Chapman) 
visited  in  San  Francisco  for  a  few  days  during  July 
and  was  a  guest  at  the  Clift  Hotel. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Moore  entertained  at  dinner  in 
honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Aldrich  R.  Peck  of  Los 
Angeles  on  their  return  from  their  honeymoon  in 
the  Hawaiian  Islands.  Mrs.  Peck  was  the  former 
Miss  Dorothy  Fair  of  Springfield,  Massachusetts. 

Mrs.  Raymond  Adams  Balfe  of  New  York  City 
was  the  guest  of  Mrs.  Elise  Hopkins  at  Pebble  Beach 
for  several  days. 

The  English  Speaking  Union  gave  a  luncheon  at 
the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  recently  in  honor  of  Admiral 
Sir  Dudley  and  Lady  de  Chair.  Miss  Ruth  Langdon 
entertained  a  group  at  one  table  in  honor  of  Miss 
Elaine  de  Chair. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Armstrong  Taylor  of  Palo  Alto 
entertained  Count  L.  de  Luart  of  Paris  as  their  house 
guest.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Taylor  are  occupying  the  Herbert 
Hoover  house  for  the  summer. 

Mrs.  Alfred  Pearson  of  Chicago  is  spending  the 
summer  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  M.  Mills. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Donald  McCoy  have  returned  to 
their  home  in  the  South  after  visiting  with  Mrs. 
McCoy's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Douglas  McBryde 
of  Woodside. 

In  honor  of  Mr.  Jack  Bradley  of  New  York,  Miss 
Florence  McCormick  and  Mr.  Charles  McCormick 
gave  a  supper  dance  at  their  home. 

Miss  Phoebe  Brown  has  been  entertaining  Miss 
Eleanor  Musselman  of  Baltimore  as  her  house  guest 
this  summer.  The  two  young  women  have  been 
passing  the  greater  part  of  their  time  at  Tahoe. 

Miss  Max  Leona  Anderson,  daughter  of  Mrs.  G.  M. 
Anderson  of  Menlo  Park,  entertained  Miss  Margaret 
Thomsen,  daughter  of  retired  Admiral  Franz  Thom- 
sen  of  the  Danish  Navy  at  the  Anderson  home  re- 
cently. Miss  Thomsen  and  her  family  make  their 
home  in   Paris. 

Mr.  John  Hobart  and  Mr.  Deming  Hobart  gave 
a  dinner  for  Mr.  Innis  Bromfield  recently.  Mr.  Brom- 
field  is  the  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  Gordon  Bromfield 
<>f  Santa  Barbara.  The  dinner  was  given  at  the 
Lewis  P.  Hobart  home. 

Miss  Anita  Chadbourne  will  give  a  dinner  dance 
on  August  29  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Theodore 
Achilles  who  recently  returned  to  California  after  an 
extended  stay  in  Japan. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

On  the  advisory  committee  of  the  recently  formed 
San  Francisco  Light  Opera  Company  are  Mrs. 
George  T.  Cameron,  Maud  Fay-Symington,  Richard 
M.  Tobin,  Mrs.  Leonard  Woolams  and  Mr.  Hartley 
Peart. 

Mrs.  James  P.  Pressley  and  her  daughter  Miss 
Ellen  Page  Pressley  have  been  sojourning  at  Feather 
River  Inn  at  Blairsden.  Miss  Ellen  Pressley  has 
taken  an  active  part  in  the  many  parties  and  other 
diversions  at  the  Inn  this  summer. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  August  Yirden  entertained  with  a 
small  informal  dancing  party  at  the  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Thierbach  have  returned 
from  their  motor  trip  through  the  North  and  are  at 
their  apartment  on  Union  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Pond  of  Burlingame  spent  a 
week  end  at  Feather  River  Inn. 

Miss  Florence  McCormick  gave  a  luncheon  at  the 
McCormick  home  in  Atherton  in  honor  of  Miss 
Katherine  Stent  who  recently  returned  from  a  long 
sojourn  in   Europe. 

Among  the  many  luncheon  parties  on  the  peninsula 
which  have  preceded  the  summer  symphonies  was 
the  one  given  by  Miss  Agnes  Clark  at  her  home 
El  Palomar.  Mr.  Olin  Downes,  the  noted  music 
critic,  was  the  honor  guest. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leo  Y.  Merle  have  taken  a  house 
in  Palo  Alto  for  the  remainder  of  the  summer. 

Miss  Mary  Redington  gave  a  dinner  dance  at  the 
Hotel  St.  Francis  recently  in  honor  of  Miss  Janet 
Whitman. 

Mr.  Lewis  Lapham  who  is  visiting  in  California 
again  this  summer  made  the  trip  east  by  way  of  the 
canal  on  the  Pennsylvania. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  D.  Fletcher  and  their  family 
enjoyed  a  ten  days  visit  at  the  George  Towne  place 
at  Lake  Tahoe  recently.  Miss  Margaret  Fletcher  will 
return  to  Miss  Spence's  School  in  New  York  next 
month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  H.  Taylor  of  San  Mateo  re- 
cently spent  a  week-end  at  Bartlett  Springs  in  Lake 
County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Austin  Moore  entertained  at  dinner 
in  Burlingame  before  the  July  11  subscription  dance. 
The  party  was  planned  for  the  friends  of  their  daugh- 
ter. Miss  Maria  Christina  Moore. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  B.  Watson  are  now  occupying 
their  new  apartment  in  Jackson  street. 

Mrs.  Charles  H.  Crocker  entertained  a  group  of 
friends  over  a  recent  week-end  at  the  Crocker  home 
in  Belvedere. 

The  Alfred  Sutro  home  at  Atherton  was  the  scene 
of  an  interesting  exhibition  tennis  match  recently. 
The  event  was  planned  by   Miss  Adelaide  Sutro. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wellington  Henderson  were  guests 
recently  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Willis  Walker  at  Pebble 
Beach. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marshall  Madison  enjoyed  a  visit 
with  Mr.  Frank  Madison  at  his  summer  camp  on  the 
Rogue  River. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Filmer  recently  returned 
home  from  the  East  and  made  the  return  trip  to 
California  by  way  of  the  canal,  on  the  liner  Pennsyl- 
vania. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  F.  Brooke  have  returned  to 
town  after  an  extended  visit  at  Agua  Caliente. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  August  Yirden  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Starr  Bruce  are  on  a  tour  of  Canada  at  present. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Balfour  Bowen  have  returned  home 
after  a   trip  abroad. 

Mrs.  Alexander  Garceau,  who  recently  returned 
from  abroad,  entertained  a  group  of  friends  at 
luncheon  at  her  home  in  Jackson  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Gay  Hooker,  Jr.,  have  re- 
turned home  after  a  visit  to  the  East  coast.  They 
spent  the  greater  part  of  their  time  with  Mrs. 
Hooker's  sister,  Mrs.  Jefferson  Coolidge  at  Man- 
chester, Mass. 

Dean  and  Mrs.  Wilmer  J.  Gresham  are  established 
in  their  new  apartments  which  are  a  part  of  the 
Divinity  School. 

Mrs.  Anita  F.  Moore  of  Honolulu  is  at  present  a 
guest  at  the  Clift  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Francis  Neylan  have  bought 
the  Philip  E.   Bowles  home  in  Woodside. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Roger  Lapham  and  their  daughter 
Miss  Carol  Lapham  are  home  again  after  a  month's 
visit  in  the  East. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  entertained  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  O. 
Tobin  recently  at  the  Tucker  lodge  on  the  Rogue 
River. 

Mrs.  Muriel  Yanderbilt  Church  is  expected  to 
arrive  in  California  next  month  for  a  visit.  Mrs. 
Church  will  spend  some  time  at  Pebble  Beach. 

Miss  Alice  Eastland  and  Miss  Inez  Mejia  were  the 
guests  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Erie  Brownell  at  the 
Brownell  lodge  in  the  mountains. 

Mrs.  Gerald  Rathbone  spent  two  weeks  at  Tahoe 
recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Deering  have  returned  from 
abroad  and  have  taken  apartments  at  the  Hotel  St. 
Francis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  G.  Parrott  entertained  a 
large  party  of  friends  at  dinner  at  the  new  ranch 
home  in  the  Carmel  Valley.  The  same  group  of 
Burlingame  folk  were  entertained  a  few  evenings 
previously  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Potter  Russell. 

Miss  Hettie  Stephenson  entertained  a  group  of 
friends  over  the  week-end  at  the  Stephenson  home  in 
Ross.  The  party  attended  the  annual  summer  dance 
of  the  Lagunitas  Country  Club. 

Mrs.  Evan  Williams  gave  a  large  garden  party 
and  buffet  luncheon  at  her  home  in  Atherton  in  honor 
of  her  sub-debutante  niece  Miss  Florence  McCormick, 


The  annual  benefit  for  the  Stanford  Convalescent 
home  will  take  place  at  the  Menlo  Park  Circus  Club 
on  August  23. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Herrmann  have  returned 
home  from  Santa  Barbara  where  they  were  the  guests 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan. 

Miss  Jean  Boyd  has  been  spending  a  part  of  the 
summer  in  Bear  Yalley,  Marin  County,  where  the 
Boyds  have  a  summer  camp. 

Mrs.  Egbert  Stone  and  her  daughter,  Mrs.  Herbert 
Schmidt,  are  expected  to  arrive  home  shortly  from 
Europe.  They  sailed  from  Hamburg  on  the  Europa. 

Mrs.  George  Bowles  flew  to  Aptos  recently  and 
spent  the  week-end  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alan  Lowrey. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Hamilton  and  their  daugh- 
ter, Miss  Grace  Hamilton,  took  a  party  of  friends 
aboard  their  yacht  "Memory"  on  an  all-day  fishing 
trip  near  McNear's  point. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marshal  Hale  are  established  at 
their  summer  place  near  Benbow. 

Many  of  the  younger  set  are  looking  forward  to 
the  dance  that  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Talbot  Walker  will  give 
for  their  son,  Cyrus  Walker,  at  their  Montecito  home 
on  August  5.  One  hundred  guests  will  be  entertained. 

Mrs.  George  Bowles  and  her  daughter  were  the 
guests  of  Mrs.  Dean  Witter  at  the  McCloud  River 
Country  Club. 

Among  the  San  Franciscans  at  Glenbrook  Inn, 
Lake  Tahoe,  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Oliver  Dibble  and 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  B.  Hunter. 

Mrs.  Philip  E.  Bowles,  Jr.,  entertained  at  a 
luncheon  at  her  apartment  in  Green  street  in  honor 
of  Miss  Fay  Bainter,  star  of  "Caprice". 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Blair  Foster  entertained  informally 
for  a  group  of  their  friends  by  giving  a  buffet 
luncheon. 

Mrs.  Spencer  Grant  went  to  Lake  Tahoe  shortly 
after  her  return  from  the  Hawaiian  Islands. 

Miss  Heath  Hamilton  has  set  August  30  as  the 
date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  John  C.  Ainsworth  of 
Pasadena. 

The  Harvest  Moon  dinner  dance  at  Mt.  Diablo 
Country  Club  brought  forth  a  large  gathering  that 
included  the  older  group  as  well  as  the  debutantes. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Orville  C.  Pratt,  Jr.,  and  their 
family  are  at  their  summer  home  in  Butte  County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peter  Beaver  are  motoring  through 
Canada. 

Mrs.  W.  Coy  Filmer  and  Mrs.  Cabot  Brown  gave 
an  elaborate  garden  party  and  flower  show  at  the 
Brown  home  in   Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W.  Nickel  have  taken  a 
cottage  at  Los  Banos  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fin  Lund  are  in  Burlingame  for  the 
summer  months. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Loring  Pickering  and  their  children 
are  spending  the  summer  on  a  farm  in  the  south  of 
France. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Legh-Jones  and  their  daugh- 
ter are  en  route  to  England.  Miss  Jones  is  to  attend 
a  girl's  school  at  Ascot. 

Mrs.  Louis  Parrott  was  in  London  at  last  accounts, 
making  her  home  at  one  of  the  women's  clubs  there. 
Mrs.    Parrott  will  return  to  California  in   November. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Raymond  C.  Naylor  and  their 
daughters  are  sailing  for  France  on  August   12. 

News  has  been  received  from  Paris  that  Baron 
James  Baeyens  who  married  Miss  Mary  Clark  of 
San  Mateo,  has  been  appointed  secretary  of  the 
French  Embassy  at  Berne.  Switzerland. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W.  Lewis  are  away  on  a  six 
months  tour  of  Europe. 

SAN   FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  J.  Deane  visited  in  New  York, 
staying  at  the  Ambassador  during  the  time  that  pre- 
ceded their  sailing  for  France. 

Mrs.  George  T.  Marye  is  now  in  Newport  and  gave 
a  large  luncheon  there  recently  at  her  villa  on  Rhode 
Island  Avenue. 

Mrs.  Morbio  de  Mailly  spent  several  days  in  New 
York  on  her  return  from  abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Swinerton  were  at  the  Ritz 
Carlton  in  New  York  for  a  short  stay. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Randolph  Hearst,  Jr.,  were 
entertained  at  lunch  at  the  Central  Park  Casino  re- 
cently by  Mr.  William  Kent. 

Mrs.  James  Potter  Langhorne  was  in  New  York 
for  a  few  days.  She  later  went  to  Montreal  with  her 
son-in-law  and  daughter,  Commander  and  Mrs.  Harri- 
son Calhoun.  There  they  met  Mrs.  Chilion  Howard 
and  the  entire  party,  including  also  Mr.  James  Lang- 
horne, sailed  for  Europe. 

Mrs.  James  Ward  Keeney  is  spending  the  summer 
in  Newport. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  L.  Wheeler  of  Hillsborough 
are  in  New  York  for  a  visit. 

Mrs.  Carol  A.  Devol  is  in  Long  Island.  Her 
daughters.  Mrs.  Albert  Bates  and  Mrs.  George  Brett, 
accompanied  her  East. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clarence^  Oddie  and  Mr.  Allen 
Oddie  are  visiting  in  New  York. 

Mrs.  James  B.  Haggin  will  occupy  one  of  the 
apartments  in  the  huge  apartment  building  now  being 
erected  on  the  site  of  the  old  Haggin  home  on  Fifth 
Avenue. 


AUGUST,  1930 


17 


MISS  HARRIET  BROWNELL 


The  daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Erie  E.  Brownell ,  whose  engagement 
to  Mr.  George  A.  Pope,  Jr.,  has  recently  been  announced. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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ANTONIA  BRICO 


FIVE  minutes  is  a  very  short  while  in 
which  to  study  as  intense  a  person  as 
Antonia  Brico,  the  conductor.  Even 
augmented  as  it  was  by  part  of  an  over- 
heard rehearsal,  the  few  minutes  were 
scant  time  in  which  to  gain  an  insight 
into  the  personality  of  this  young 
Californian  of  Dutch  and  Italian  parentage 
who  has  climbed  to  attainment  in  a  field 
traditionally  reserved  for  men. 

Other  women  have  studied  orchestral 
direction.  Other  women  have  aspired  to 
play  the  master  instrument,  the  orchestra, 
with  its  human  stops  and  keys.  She  alone 
has  persevered  to  such  recognition. 

Facing  her  brown,  almost  black  eyes 
with  their  steady  intensity,  and  observing 
her  generous,  intelligent  nose  and  her 
forceful,  driving  jaw,  one  feels  the 
effective  energy  of  Brico.  But  here  is  not 
a  selfish  ego.  This  is  a  person  who  has 
chosen  her  way  to  pursue  it  in  the  face 
of  all  obstacles — but  she  is  content  to 
climb  to  the  top  without  sacrificing  others 
on  the  way.  Ambition  has  left  room  for 
warm  human  concern  and  unselfish 
friendships. 

Knowing  that  our  conversation  must  be 
short,  Antonia  Brico  made  two  significant 
requests.  The  first  was  that,  should  I  men- 
tion any  of  the  people  who  have  helped 
her  to  success,  I  should  mention  them  all. 
Some  names  are  greater  than  others,  she 
said,  but  their  importance  in  the  world 
of  music  does  not  necessarily  indicate 
their  proportionate  claim  on  her  gratitude 
nor  possibly  the  value  of  their  influence 
in  her  career.  The  second  request  was 
that  I  should  make  it  plain  that  she  has 
been  brought  back  to  America  by  the 
San  Francisco  Symphony  Orchestra  Asso- 


ciation and  that,  in  spite  of  a  previous 
performance  in  Hollywood  Bowl,  she 
regards  the  San  Francisco  appearance  as 
her  American  debut  because  it  was  the 
orchestra  from  her  home  metropolis  that 
brought  her  from  Europe  and  first  en- 
gaged her  to  conduct  an  American 
orchestra. 

Her  enthusiasm  about  her  San  Fran- 
cisco program,  August  26,  was  the  one 
thing  that  made  me  conscious  of  youth 
that  is  hers  in  spite  of  the  evidence  of 
mature  accomplishment.  Her  eyes  were 
those  of  a  college  girl  when  she  told  me 
that  Sigismond  Stojowski,  her  first  master, 
was  to  be  soloist  in  one  of  his  own  com- 
positions at  her  first  San  Francisco  con- 
cert. She  did  not  conceal  her  thrill  over 
the  fact  that  at  her  invitation  Stojowski 
had  cancelled  former  plans,  left  his  work 
in  the  East  and  started  for  San  Francisco 
to  play  at  the  debut  of  his  protege. 

Though  Stojowsky  was  Brico's  first 
master,  he  was  not  the  first  influence  in 
her  career.  Her  initial  inspiration  was 
from  Paul  Steindorf.  She  became  his 
protege  while  still  attending  the  Oak- 
land public  schools  and  from  him  she 
received  the  encouragement  and  impetus 
to  become  a  director.  The  next  determin- 
ing influences  came  not  from  musicians 
but  from  Dean  Lucy  Ward  Stebbins  and 
Dean  Charles  B.  Lipman  of  the  University 
of  California.  Their  aid  and  guidance 
have  remained  the  most  consistent  factors 
in  her  success  throughout  the  eleven 
years  since  Brico  entered  the  University 
of  California.  It  was  they  who  encour- 
aged the  young  student,  kept  up  her 
courage  and  made  themselves  felt  in  times 
of  crisis. 


At  the  University  there  were  also 
Professor  Edward  Stricklan  and  Professor 
Modiste  Alloo,  members  of  the  depart- 
ment of  music,  who  helped  Brico.  It  was 
Professor  Alloo  who  was  instrumental  in 
interesting  Stojowsky  in  the  young  girl. 
The  great  pianist  took  Antonia  Brico  as 
his  protege,  and  instructed  her  during 
three  summers  before  she  went  to  New 
York  for  a  year  of  concentrated  study 
with  him. 

From  New  York,  Antonia  Brico  went 
to  Europe  and  there  she  studied  three 
years  with  Professor  Julius  Pruewer  at 
the  Berlin  Hochschule,  the  state  academy 
for  conductors.  During  this  time  she  was 
the  protege  of  Dr.  Karl  Muck,  considered 
the  greatest  conductor  in  the  world.  She 
was  coached  at  the  Wagner  festival  at 
Beyreuth  and,  last  February,  made  her 
debut  as  the  first  woman  ever  to  conduct 
the  Berlin  Philharmonic  Orchestra,  per- 
haps the  greatest  orchestra  of  today. 
Critics  gave  her  high  praise  not  only  as 
the  first  woman  to  attain  such  distinction, 
but  as  a  director  among  men. 

Today  Antonia  Brico  is  with  friends 
in  Oakland,  working  even  harder  than 
in  the  years  of  her  training,  in  rehearsal 
for  her  San  Francisco  appearance,  August 
26. 

IN  SPITE  of  scientific  advance,  common 
sense  is  still  the  greatest  factor  in  suc- 
cessful crime  detection,  according  to 
Charles  W.  Dullea,  Captain  of  Detectives 
for  the  City  of  San  Francisco.  Contrary  to 
the  popular  impression,  derived  largely 
from  detective  novels,  the  spectacular 
devices  such  as  finger-printing,  cigarette 
ash  analysis,  handwriting  examination  and 
other  scientific  procedure  are  of  little  use 
in  finding  the  person  who  has  committed 
a  crime.  These  devices  serve  chiefly  as 
corroborative  evidence. 

Captain  Dullea  talks  from  the  experi- 
ence of  over  sixteen  years  in  the  San 
Francisco  police  service  and  from  the 
background  of  thirteen  years  in  the  detec- 
tive bureau.  During  that  time,  while  rising 
from  patrolman  to  captain,  he  served  in 
many  different  capacities.  As  head  of  the 
shotgun  squad,  he  rounded  up  some  of 
the  most  notorious  of  the  hold-up  gang 
leaders,  yeggmen  and  auto  bandits.  As 
head  of  the  homocide  squad  for  five 
years,  he  was  faced  with  the  actual  prob- 
lem of  crime  detection  in  its  most  serious 


AUGUST,  1930 


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personalties  by 
Aline  Kistler 


phases.  Since  January,  1929,  when  he 
succeeded  Captain  Duncan  Matheson  as 
chief  of  detectives,  he  has  had  super- 
vision of  all  the  activities  of  the  bureau  s 
one  hundred  and  fifty  men. 

The  detective  bureau  is  an  interesting 
organization.  Less  conspicuous  than  the 
uniformed  service  of  police,  it  takes  up 
the  responsibility  of  watching  over  the 
city  where  the  patrolman's  work  ends. 
When  a  felony  has  been  committed,  when 
any  act  of  violence  has  been  done,  the 
burden  of  fixing  responsibility  and  fur- 
thering justice  rests  on  the  detective 
force.  The  one  hundred  and  fifty  men  of 
the  bureau  are  grouped  in  squads  or 
"details''  for  specific  duties.  An  idea  of 
the  extensive  activities  is  gained  from  a 
list  of  the  different  details  among  which 
dre  robbery,  burglary,  homicide,  hotel, 
auto,  pawnshop,  bogus  check,  baggage, 
missing  people,  auto  accident,  stock  and 
bonds,  women's  protective,  and  general 
work. 

When  interviewed  in  his  office  at  the 
Hall  of  Justice,  in  the  midst  of  bureau 
activities,  Captain  Dullea  was  amused  by 
the  thought  that  anyone  might  consider 
detective  work  "romantic'  It  is  all  a 
serious  business  to  him  and  his  men — and 
a  lot  of  hard  work.  Each  new  situation 
presents  a  new  problem  but  usually  one 
that,  contrary  to  general  conceptions, 
rests  on   former  work  far  more   than  on 


spectacular  observa- 
tions and  deductions 
made  at  the  scene  of  the 
crime. 

The  greater  part  of 
the  work  of  the  detec- 
tive bureau  lies  behind 
the  scenes,  between 
public  happenings,  be- 
fore anything  has  hap- 
pened. It  is  then  that 
general  information  is 
obtained,  connections 
are  established  and  ave- 
nues for  future  informa- 
tion are  opened.  It  is  far 
more  valuable  for  a  man 
to  have  a  wide  knowl- 
edge of  conditions  prior 
to  a  crime  than  to  be 
able  to  recognize  the 
perfume  and  brand  of 
cigarette  smoke  at  the 
scene  of  the  murder.  At 
best,  the  picturesque 
devices  that  figure  so 
prominently  in  detec- 
tive novels  are  useful 
only  in  proving  the  guilt 
of  the  suspect  — in 
ninety-nine  cases  out 
of  a  hundred,  neither 
finger  prints,  nor  hand- 
writing, nor  any  of  the 
spectacular  "clues,''  are 
effective  in  actually  find 


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CHARLES  W.  DULLEA 


RICHARD  M.  TOBIN,  today  one  of 
the  most  prominent  music  patrons  in 
San  Francisco,  is  a  man  of  great  cul- 
ture and  broad  experience.  Just  one  year 
ago,  he  resigned  his  position  as  minister 
of  the  United  States  to  the  Netherlands 
after  serving  six  and  a  half  years,  a  period 
longer  than  that  of  any  other  American 
minister  in  our  history.  Prior  to  that  Mr. 
Tobin  was  attached  to  the  General 
Staff  of  the  French  Army  during  the 
war  and  was  an  attache  to  the  American 
Peace  Commission.  France  honored  him 
with  the  decoration  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor,  the  most  distinguished  order  in 
the  world,  and  at  his  departure  from  Hol- 
land he  received  from  the  Queen  per- 
sonally the  decoration  of  the  Grand 
Cross  of  the  order  of  Orange  Nassau, 
being  the  only  American  minister  to  re- 
ceive this  high  honor. 

However,  in  conversation,  Mr.  Tobin 
preferred  not  to  talk  about  himself.  And, 
because  what  he  had  to  say  has  meaning, 
I  prefer  to  quote  him  verbatim. 

"It  is  not  uncommon  to  regard  di- 
plomacy as  more  or  less  of  a  lost  art.  It  is 
true  that  matters  of  critical  importance, 
formerly  left  to  the  judgment  of  repre- 
sentatives, are  now  decided  in  Wash- 
ington— facilities  of  modern  communica- 
tion have  made  this  possible.  In  the  time 
of  John  Adams,  the  first  American  mini- 
ster in  The  Hague,  it  took  three  months 


RICHARD  M.  TOBIN 

to  send  a  message  to  America  and  to 
receive  a  reply.  The  ambassadors  in  those 
days  were  therefore  of  necessity  com- 
pelled to  act  upon  their  own  discretion. 
In  our  time  they  are  relied  upon  as  a 
source  of  confidential  advice  and  infor- 
mation. Decision  upon  points  of  policy 
are  made  in  Washington.  The  major  part 
of  the  modern  diplomat's  mission  is  still 
an  important  one.  It  is  to  create  an 
atmosphere  of  goodwill  and  friendliness 
in  the  country  to  which  they  are  ac- 
credited. 

In  the  numerous  negotiations  that 
constantly  arise  between  nations,  very 
much  depends  upon  the  condition  of 
mind  of  the  different  governments.  A 
foreign  minister  can  do  much  to  create  or 
intensify  a  conciliatory  attitude  with  the 
government  to  which  he  is  accredited. 

"I  am  far  from  considering  that  the 
profession  of  diplomacy  is  obsolete  or 
the  diplomats  useless!" 

Since  returning  to  San  Francisco, 
Richard  Tobin  has  taken  an  active  part  in 
cultural  activities.  He  is  a  member  of  the 
board  of  trustees  of  the  War  Memorial. 
He  is  on  the  executive  board  of  the  San 
Francisco  Opera  Association  and  has 
lent  his  support  to  various  organizations 
furthering  musical  development  through- 
out the  city.  Having  retired  to  private 
life,  he  has  substituted  cultural  diplomacy 
for  more  generally  recognized  public 
service. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Five  San  Francisco  Artists 

caricatured  by 


Ralph  Stackpole 


Maynard  Dixon 


Gottardo  Piazzoni 


Ott 


Ronchi 


orino  rconc 


THESE  artists,  known  intimately  over 
a  period  of  years  by  Ronchi  who  is 
himself  one  of  the  city's  outstanding 
personalities,  are  portrayed  here  with 
their  foibles  and  private  vanities  exposed 
.  .  .  Ralph  Stackpole,  the  sculptor  now 
at  work  on  the  final  decorative  figures  for 
the  San  Francisco  Stock  Exchange,  is 
drawn  in  the  likeness  of  one  of  his  own 
figures  cut  direct  in  stone  .  .  .  Maynard 
Dixon,  whose  murals  in  the  State  Library 
building  have  brought  him  wide  recogni- 
tion, is  shown  in  an  introspective  mood 
.  .  .  Spencer  Macky,  executive,  director 
of  the  San  Francisco  Art  Association,  is 
endowed  with  a  generous  upper  lip  and 
Anglo-Saxon  determination  .  .  .  Gottardo 
Piazzoni,  now  painting  murals  for  the  San 
Francisco  Public  Library,  stands  modestly 
under  his  well  known  hat,  the  quiet, 
unassuming  colorist  unanimously  revered 
by  local  artists  .  .  .  Otis  Oldfield,  mod- 
ernist and  informal  delineator  of  Tele- 
graph Hill  life,  is  shown  in  full  regalia  of 
o/ercoat,  cane  and  ever-present  pipe. 


Otis  Oldfield 


Spencer  Macky 


AUGUST,  1930 

Spotlight 

Continued  from  page  12 

term  "a  wronged  woman  is  almost  dead. 
Compare  "It's  a  Wise  Child," — if  you 
are  ancient  enough — with  "Way  Down 
East."  Even  the  moving  picture  version 
of  that  classic  done  some  ten  years  ago 
by  one  of  the  Gish  girls  was  ridiculous. 
No  audience  gets  excited  these  days 
about  a  woman  who  is  going  to  have  a 
baby  in  or  out  of  wedlock,  although,  as 
we  remarked  at  the  beginning,  a  baby  in 
wedlock  is  growing  more  and  more  of  a 
novelty. 

The  iceman  is  a  venerable  figure  in  the 
literature  of  seduction.  But  it  is  the  first 
time  that  he  has  been  starred  in  the  role 
of  a  knight  errant.  He  had  his  weak 
moments  but  the  maid  on  duty  was  equal 
to  them.  "All  I  want  from  you  is  ice!" 
was  her  sage  remark.  And  his  retort: 
"That's  all  your  going  to  get!  savored 
more  of  pique  than  rectitude.  Altogether 
we  enjoyed  "It's  a  Wise  Child"  even  if 
we  hated  most  of  the  characters  por- 
trayed. We  still  have  a  hope  that  Ameri- 
can family  life  is  better  than  that.  And 
we're  not  speaking  of  the  seductions, 
real  or  fancied,  that  it  contained,  either. 

The  Feeling  of  the  West 

Continued  from  page  7 

socially  prominent  and  who  are  attracted 
to  opera  as  a  social  as  well  as  musical 
event,  are  in  a  position  to  do  more, 
financially,  for  opera,  particularly  in  the 
elaborate  way  it  is  presented  in  this 
country.  However,  I  feel  that  in  the  great 
body  of  opera  audience  there  is  far  more 
honest  appreciation  than  mere  social  ges- 
ture. Particularly  is  this  true  of  the  increas- 
ing number  of  people  who  demand  the 
great  dramatic  operas  on  one  hand  and 
the  beautifully  melodic  works  on  the 
other. 

YOU  should  be  able  to  see  many 
things  more  clearly  in  the  West 
where  you  are.  less  confused  by 
counter  influences  and  activities.  You  say 
that  you  have  less  than  a  million  popula- 
tion around  the  bay  from  which  to  draw 
your  audiences  and  yet  you  have  sym- 
phony all  the  year  around  and  a  credit- 
able season  of  opera  each  autumn.  New 
York  with  its  eight  million  people  does 
not  now  support  two  symphony  orches- 
tras and  in  spite  of  the  stupendous  musical 
activity  during  the  winter  season  the  pro- 
portionate development  is  probably  not 
to  your  discredit.  I  shall  return  to  New 
York,  eager  for  the  stimulation  that  the 
city's  season  always  gives  me,  but  firmly 
resolved  to  keep  an  ear  to  the  ground 
for  signs  of  significant  artistic  develop- 
ment in  the  West. 


21 


new  lightweight 
Knox  felt  hat  that  perfectly 
fits  the  lighter  moments 
of  San  Francisco's  Summer 
days  .    the  PRICE   $ 


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KNOX 

TWO    SHOPS    IN    SAN    FRANCISCO 


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22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


This  delightful  suite  overlooking  San  Francisco  Bay  is  typical  of  the 
charming  rooms  at  The  Fairmont  where  the  new  program  of  redecoration 
and  refurnishing  is  nearing  completion.  Within  a  year  from  the  time  that 
George  D.  Smith  took  over  the  management  of  this  Nob  Hill  hotel,  all 
of  the  rooms  and  suites  will  have  been  refurnished — the  Venetian  dining- 
room,  the  Terrace  Ballroom,  the  California  Room  and  other  public  rooms 
will  all  have  been  redecorated!  The  year's  progress  includes  the  comple- 
tion of  the  Terrace  Plunge,  the  construction  of  the  Travers  Repertorial 
Theatre — and  the  entire  modernization  "back  stairs"  where  the  kitchen, 
service,  laundry,  and  engineering  departments  have  been  renovated  .  .  . 
The  old  personel  of  The  Fairmont  has  been  returned  with  a  few  important 
changes,  including  the  addition  of  a  new  chef  of  reputation  and  a  new 
and  dynamic  maitre  de  hotel  .  .  .  Word  is  being  received  of  the  return 
of  former  guests  now  abroad — and  there  is  a  waiting  list  of  applicants 
for  permanent  suites  for  the  winter  .  .  .  Rudy  Sieger  is  already  planning 
a  program  of  special  events,  beginning  with  the  opening  of  the  opera 
season  and  extending  through  the  winter. 


AUGUST,  1930 


With  Our  Contemporaries 


SQUIRT-GUN  POLITICS/'  by 
Charles  A.  Beard,  appears  in 
HARPER'S  MONTHLY  for  July, 
and  is  quite  a  clever  satirical  attack  upon 
our  National  Legisldtion.  Rather  face- 
tiously, the  author  describes  Congress 
sitting  grimly  in  session  and  voting 
solemnly  upon  a  bill  to  reimburse  a  New 
England  farmer  with  $160  for  the  loss  of 
a  cow  due  to  carelessness  on  the  part  of 
government  employees.  Continuing,  he 
points  out  the  fact  that  it  costs  the  gov- 
ernment over  $1000  in  salaries,  time, 
light,  investigation  committees,  etc.  to  pay 
the  bereaved  farmer  for  his  cow. 

Enumerating  several  other  equally 
ludicrous  congressional  situations,  Mr. 
Beard  ends  this  stirring  article  with  an 
appeal  to  the  thinking  people  of  the 
nation  for  a  solution  to  the    problem. 

Whenever  a  magazine  runs  shy  of 
editorial  matter,  it  seems  to  delight  in 
publishing  another  of  those  countless 
exposes  of  Chicago  racketeering.  Some 
similar  situation  must  have  occurred  in  the 
office  of  NATION,  for  in  its  issue  of 
July  twenty-third,  we  found  "News- 
paper Criminals  in  Chicago,''  by  an 
anonymous  writer.  The  author,  who  re- 
fers to  himself  as  a  veteran  journalist,  con- 


By  James  Martin  Mclnnis 

fines  his  topic  to  a  rebuttal  of  the  recent 
charges  of  criminal  racketeering  on  the 
part  of  Chicago  reporters,  editors,  and 
other  press-men.  Passing  over  the  murder 
of  Jake  Lingle,  a  reporter  for  the  Chicago 
Tribune,  he  points  to  many  reliable 
sources  to  prove  that  no  considerable 
number  of  newspaper  men  are  racketeer- 
ing. In  conclusion,  however,  he  admits 
that  the  situation  demands  a  vigorous 
and  unsparing  housecleaning,  and  an 
inquiry  under  the  guidance  of  an  inde- 
pendent and  resourceful  prosecutor. 

Only  one  who  has  visited  San  Francisco 
can  appreciate  the  arguments  expressed 
by  Winthrop  Martin  in  REVIEW  OF 
REVIEWS.  The  article  is  labeled  "A 
Common  Sense  Prison''  and  develops  in- 
to a  laudation  of  our  Alcatraz  Island  as 
the  ideal  prison.  The  writer  gives  many 
reasons  for  his  choice,  the  foremost  of 
which  being  that  the  prison  itself  is  sur- 
rounded by  water,  necessitating  only 
one  armed  guard  on  the  entire  island. 
The  impossibility  of  escape  is  also  aptly 
illustrated  when  the  author  tells  of  Col. 
G.  Maury  Cralle,  the  Commandant, 
quelling  a  revolt  with  these  words — 
"Go  ahead,  swim!'' 


23 


Naturally  we  are  inclined  to  agree 
with  Mr.  Martin. 

Virginia  McCormick's  article  in  the 
Midmonthly  SURVEY  for  July,  "Are 
There  Too  Many  Nurses?,"  may  cause 
quite  a  tremor  among  young  girls  with 
aspirations  toward  this  profession.  It 
came  as  a  surprise  to  us  to  learn  of  a 
superabundance  of  nurses  in  the  field, 
but  Miss  McCormick  produces  unrefut- 
able statistics  of  the  unemployment  and 
overproduction  of  nurses  and  further 
points  out  that  specialization  and  busi- 
ness principles  must  be  applied  to  the 
nursing  profession.  Ending,  she  quotes 
Julius  Rosenwald  Fund,  of  the  National 
Organization  for  Public  Health,  who 
says — "The  day  of  peddling  ought  to  be 
as  far  past  for  the  modern  nurse  as  the 
days  of  saddleback  nursing  for  the 
doctor." 

The  NORTH  AMERICAN  REVIEW 

for  August  features  "Is  Life  Worth  Liv- 
ing," a  lengthy  psychological  survey  by 
Florence  Finch  Kelly.  As  the  writer  her- 
self intimates  at  the  start,  it  is  an  abstract 
discussion  of  a  practical  matter.  Life,  says 
Miss  Kelly,  holds  more  in  store  for  people 
today  than  in  other  times  and  will  con- 
tinue to  increase  its  "stimuli"  to  live  as 
the  years  go  by.  In  other  words,  life  is 
gradually  approaching  its  zenith,  accord- 
ing to  this  writer. 

Continued  on  page  30 


complement  rather  than  enhance  — 

Gump  S  new  Silver  Room  does 
full  justice  to  the  collection  of  distin- 
guished pieces  it  enframes;  and  that  is 
praise  indeed  for  both. 

We  proffer  cordial  thanks  to  our  re- 
cent visitors  for  their  attendance  no 
less  than  for  the  generous  flattery  of 
their  comment. 

And  we  extend  to  you  a  hearty  invi- 
tation to  call.  No  other  American  es- 
tablishment, we  believe,  can  offer  a 
Silverware  Exhibit  of  more  comple- 
tely satisfying  attractiveness. 


Gump's 

246  Post  Street,  San  Francisco 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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|    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK 

U  SAVINGS  COMMERCIAL 

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g  never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

m         Assets  over  $131,000,000.00     Deposits  over  $125,000,000.00 
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Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4/^  Per  cent  per  annum 
=  Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly 


Causerie 

Continued  from  page  14 

I  shall  waive  them,  and  come  to  the  con- 
clusion. And  his  cone  usions  are  re- 
markable. Here  is  no  maze  of  intro- 
spective circumlocution.  Here  is  a  lusty 
tale  that  goes  straight  to  its  conclusions, 
all  of  them  founded  on  the  most  deficient 
of  modern  qualities — common  sense. 

WHEN  I  picked  up  Margaret 
Anderson  s  "My  Thirty  Years' 
War  "(Covici-Friede)  I  fullymeant 
to  dismiss  it  with  a  phrase,  an  airy  gesture 
of  the  hand.  Here,  I  thought,  is  another 
of  the  l-remember-when  books,  than 
which  there  is  nothing  I  abominate  more. 
But  this  book  is  different,  chiefly  because 
the  author  is  different.  The  indomitable 
will  and  astonishing  energy  which  kept 
The  Little  Review  going  in  spite  of  all 
manner  of  obstacles  are  here  evident  on 
every  page.  Say  what  you  will,  Margaret 
Anderson  is  a  person!  One  is  sometimes 
astonished  at  her  blunders,  her  down- 
right ignorance,  but  he  is  always  willing 
to  forget  those  lapses  in  his  admiration 
of  something  remarkably  close  to  genius. 
The  book  is  full  of  vivid  portraits  (not 
infrequently  devastating  in  their  diaboli- 
cal surety  in  spotting  flaws)  of  artists, 
writers,  and  musicians  who  have  in  the 
last  fifteen  years  changed  the  whole 
world  of  art:  Joyce,  Sherwood  Ander- 
son, Pound,  Gertrude  Stein,  Picasso, 
T.  S.  Eliot,  Hemingway,  Antheil,  Bran- 
cusi — the  list  could  be  lengthened  indefi- 
nitely. Surely  no  one  else  has  been  so 
closely  in  touch  with  the  artistic  life  and 
thought  of  our  time  as  Margaret  Ander- 
son. 

I  suppose  I  liked  her  first  of  all  because 
she  sees  so  clearly  what  most  people 
haven't  seen,-  that  is,  that  Sinclair  Lewis 
is  not  a  great  writer.  Of  his  work  she 
says:  "Its  photographs  are  faithful  and  in- 
significant. Its  truth  is  unimportant.  Faith- 
ful photography  has  never  been  a  proof 
of  art — nor  has  faithful  psychology  .  .  . 
Lewis'  heroine  is  like  every  other  woman 
in    her  town  .  .  .  All   of  which   can   be 


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TIRED  .  .  . 
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traced  to  Lewis'  theory  that  everyone  is 
like  everyone  else,  that  everyone  is  inter- 
esting.   No    great   book   has   ever   been 
built  on  such  a  premise.  A  great  book  is 
always   based   upon   the   difference   be- 
tween   its    protagonist    and    the    other 
characters — that    is,    the    difference    be- 
tween the  author  and  the  other  human 
beings    he    knows.    The    critics    called 
'Main  Street'  a  tragedy.  It  has  no  tragedy. 
Tragedy  is  .  .  .  the  difference."  She  sees, 
too,  the  fundamental  weakness  of  Sher- 
wood Anderson  when  she  speaks  of  his 
"continued  subjectivity  which  leaves  him 
in  the  state  of  vague  romanticism  about 
himself  that  he  undoubtedly  enjoyed  at 
the    age    of   ten.''    These    judgments  are 
thrown  out  casually,  as  if  the  very  next 
moment  Miss  Anderson  might  be  off  on 
an   entirely  different  tack.   And   indeed 
she  is.  Interest  follows  interest,  the  new 
one  pushing  the  old  one  aside.  As  soon 
as  she  had  grasped  a  thing  even  partially, 
she   was   ready   for  something   new.   So 
when  the  offended  Upton  Sinclair  wrote: 
"Please    cease    sending    me    The    Little 
Review.  I  no  longer  understand  anything 
in  it,  so  it  no  longer  interests  me,'    she 
replied:    "Please  cease  sending  me  your 
socialist  paper.   I   understand  everything 
in  it,  therefore  it  no  longer  interests  me. 
And  once  she  felt  she  understood  a  thing, 
she  did  not  bother  to  follow  up  any  later 
developments  that  might  occur.  Thus  one 
is   not  a    little   amazed   at   her  sentence, 
"Tom  Mooney  and  some  other  quite  in- 
nocent man  had  been  thrown  into  prison 
— and  were  kept  there  I  believe  several 
years — because  someone  had  thrown   a 
bomb  during  a  parade.''  Margaret  Ander- 
son's  interest   in   anarchism   had   waned,- 
what    became    of    Tom    Mooney    didn  t 
interest   her.    One    feels   that   she   cares 
nothing   for   people   and   everything   for 
ideas;  and  upon  finishing  the  book  one  is 
completely  exhausted  from  trying  to  keep 
pace  with  the  tremendous  rush  of  energy 
with    which   she    rushes    from    one    half- 
realized   idea   to  the   next  which  seems 
for  the   time   more   alluring.   A   wearing 
person,  surely.   I   should   like  very  much 
to  know  Margaret  Anderson;  but  I  d  hate 
to  have  to  live  with  her. 

FROM  Stanford,  although  having  no 
official  connection  with  the  university, 
comes  an  interesting  brochure  of 
modern  verse  under  the  title  "Roon.  The 
contributors  are  a  "group  for  which 
verse  is  a  delightful  hobby  indulged  in 
moments  stolen  from  too  busy  and  too 
practical   careers."   Too  often  the  verse 

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WHAT-HO!  For  the  merriest  orgy 
of  reduced  prices  that  has  hap- 
pened in  such  a  long  time  that 
probably  only  Grandmother  can  remem- 
ber when.  If  we  weren't  such  a  style- 
educated  people  there's  no  doubt  that 
we'd  all  be  laying  in  a  clothes  supply  for 
seasons  and  seasons  to  come.  But  fortu- 
nately for  the  "tradespeople,"  as  the 
English  say,  we  moderns  believe  that  a 
wardrobe   in   use   gathers   no   moths!    In 


other  words,  we  wear  our  clothes  in- 
stead of  hoarding  them.  Remember  when 
Grandmother  was  a  girl  how  a  good 
piece  of  taffeta  proved  its  smartness  by 
the  number  of  times  it  had  been  "turned'  ? 
Well,  even  if  it  isn't  quite  the  thing  to 
lay  in  a  supply  of  clothes  in  much  the 
same  manner  as  you  would  stock  the 
pantry  shelves,  you  can  still  get  a  thrill  ..  . 
and  WHAT  a  thrill  this  Fall  ...  of  pay- 
ing a  lot  less  for  the  same  kind  of  smart 
apparel  you  have  always  bought  at  The 
White  House.  That's  the  gorgeous  part 
of  it.  That's  why  we  have  something 
radically  different  to  talk  about  in  Fall 
fashions  this  year.  Quality  remains  at  the 
same  high  level  as  always  (never  would 
you  find  The  White  House  departing 
from  its  seventy-six-year-old  standard  of 
infallible  quality).  But  prices  have  gone 
mid-Victorian!  That's  all! 

YOU'LL  admit  there's  something  to  be 
excited  about  when  $29.50  dresses 
move  up  from  the  moderately  priced 
dress  class  to  the  Better  Dress  Shop!  That  s 


to  be  the  "popular"  price  frock  among 
the  better  sort  of  dresses  this  Fall,  if  you 
please.  And  if  you  think  they're  not 
supremely  smart  in  spite  of  their  modest 
price,  all  we  can  say  is,  see  for  yourself. 
For  some  time,  at  The  White  House,  it 
has  been  unnecessary  to  pay  more  than 
$5  or  $7.50  or  $10  (if  you  really  must 


be  extravagant!)  for  the  best  type  of  hat. 
Just  as  you  step  out  of  the  elevators  on 
the  second  floor,  this  Little  Hat  Shop,  as 
it  is  known,  greets  your  delighted  eye 
with  the  season's  smartest  in  millinery  at 
prices  that  once  would  have  marked  them 
as  "bargains." 

THROUGHOUT  the  entire  store  you 
will  find  this  game  of  "values  .  .  . 
values  .  .  .  who  has  the  best  values 
for  the  least  money?"  played  with  true 
merchandising  skill.  Shoes  and  stockings, 
lingerie  and  linens,  shirts  and  ties,  bed- 
dingand  booksand  children'sapparel  .  .  . 
all  the  fascinating  hodge-podge  of  lux- 
uries and  necessities  that  go  to  make  up 
the  modern  department  store  are  joined 
in  this  great  movement  to  lower  price 
levels. 

/ 


BUT,  no  one  can  tell  how  long  this  de- 
lightful condition  of  paying  less  and  less 
for  more  and  more  is  going  to  last  and 
last.  That's  the  nigger  in  the  woodpile. 
It's  on  the  same  principle  as  the  market 
right  now,  (of  course,  like  everything  else 
that  has  moved  up  or  down  the  market 
is  held  responsible  for  this  pleasant  reign 
of  inexpensive  smartness,  too)  and  who 
would  DARE  even  whisper  a  prophesy 
about  stocks? 

SO  THE  wise  move  in  assembling  your 
Fall  wardrobe  would  seem  to  be, 
BUY  NOW!  It's  going  to  be  fun, 
don  t  you  think,  to  see  how  much  more 
you're  going  to  be  able  to  do  with  the 
old  budget? 

And  above  and  beyond  the  clash  and 
clangor  of  falling  prices  stands  the 
seventy-six-year-old  reputation  of  The 
White  House  ...  a  firm  foundation  of 
established  quality,  no  matter  what  the 
price! 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


On  the  Air 

Continued  from  page  1 1 

The  National  Broadcasting  Company 
is  unique  in  that  it  produces  original 
programs  in  San  Francisco  which  are 
broadcast  up  and  down  the  coast  and 
over  the  entire  country.  The  company  s 
local  studios  represent  an  investment  in 
equipment  and  furnishing  alone  of  over 
$200,000  and  a  local  disbursement  in 
excess  of  $1,500,000  annually. 

Even  with  their  present  splendid 
studios  (in  use  approximately  three  years) 
the  National  Broadcasting  Company  has 
for  some  time  felt  the  need  of  additional 
facilities.  One  of  the  local  NBC  execu- 
tives said  that  his  chain  could  use  twice 
as  many  studios  in  the  preparation  and 
presentation  of  the  150  programs  re- 
leased from  the  San  Francisco  studios  to 
the  Pacific  Coast  and  Rocky  Mountain 
area.  Fifty-eight  additional  programs  are 
received  from  Eastern  NBC  studios  for 
distribution  over  the  coast  chain. 

The  musical  programs  originating  in  the 
NBC  San  Francisco  studios  involve  a  pay- 
roll to  musicians  alone  of  $250,000  an- 
nually. Fees  to  singers,  actors  and  pro- 
ducers are  not  included  in  this  budget. 
The  musical  library  of  this  company — 
including  thousands  of  orchestrations, 
besides  other  music — is  declared  to  be 
worth  about  $100,000. 


KPO  has  just  completed  two  new 
studios  on  the  ninth  floor  of  Hale 
Brothers  I  ncorpora  ted.  Thesea  re  equipped 
with  the  most  modern  of  facilities  includ- 
ing a  separate  room  for  the  announcer's 
booth.  A  5,000  watt  crystal  controlled 
transmitter  is  part  of  the  new  KPO  equip- 
ment. A  powerful  and  very  up-to-the- 
minute  new  Master  Control  room  is 
located  in  an  addition  to  the  Hale  Build- 
ing. These  new  and  additional  facilities 
have  made  it  possible  for  KPO  to  enjoy 
an  increasing  popularity.  The  station  is 
operated  by  Hale  Brothers  and  the 
Chronicle  with  Mr.  J.  W.  Laughlin  as 
active  manager. 

KYA  has  just  installed  a  new  RCA 
transmitter  at  the  Whitcomb  Hotel  and  is 
planning  also  to  improve  and  enlarge  the 
present  studios  in  the  Loews  Warfield 
Building.  According  to  Lewis  Lacy, 
manager,  when  the  new  KYA  went  on 
the  air  late  in  June,  they  brought  to 
Western  dialers  everything  that  is  new  in 
radio  transmission.  The  transmitter,  in- 
stalled at  the  Whitcomb  Hotel,  is  the 
first  on  the  coast  to  incorporate  the 
screen-grid  vacuum-tube  development. 
The  work  of  installation  was  accom- 
plished under  the  direction  of  John  Cope 
who  has  flown  more  than  45,000  miles 
since  January  1930  between  San  Fran- 
cisco, Seattle  and  Washington,  D.  C,  on 
matters  pertaining  to  the  construction  of 
the  transmitter.  So  do  these  modern  twin 


industries  of  the  air  serve  each  other  in 
behalf  of  the  radio  audience  in  California. 
A  staff  of  58  people  are  now  employed 
in  KYA'S  studios. 

KFRC's  new  studios  in  the  Don  Lee 
Building  are  some  eight  months  old.  The 
larger  studio  is  50  by  40  feet  and  is  con- 
structed to  accommodate  an  audience  of 
about  180  people.  It  is  here  that  the 
popular  Monday  night  "Jamborees"  are 
held.  Harrison  Holliway,  manager,  states 
that  KFRC  has  been  active  in  the  Don  Lee 
Building  for  over  two  and  a  half  years 
and  that  there  are  now  30  artists  on  the 
regular  staff,  besides  extra  talent  engaged 
for  special  programs.  KFRC  maintains  two 
regular  orchestras,  one  for  concert  work 
and  the  other  for  modern  interpretations 
and  dance  music. 

SAN  FRANCISCO  may  well  be 
proud  of  the  fact  that  it  is  doing  its 
share  in  contributing  to  the  diversi- 
fied programs — entertainment,  education, 
and  religion — which  reach  millions  of 
listeners  throughout  the  West  and  the 
nation. 

West  to  East  sponsored  programs 
originating  in  San  Francisco  have  been  on 
the  air  but  a  very  short  time.  This  is  just 
the  beginning  as  Mr.  Gilman  predicts 
that  there  will  be  many  sponsored  pro- 
grams going  from  San  Francisco  over  the 
entire  NBC  network  of  over  seventy 
stations  in  the  very  near  future.  So  it  is 


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SAN  FRANCISCO 


AUGUST,  1930 


27 


16  days  of 
gracious  living 

ON  THESE 
NEW  ELECTRIC  LINERS  TO 

New  York 

via  Ta  nam  a    Canal 
and  Havana-) 

Upturn  by  rail . . .  if  you  wish 


„    .„     .  ,  ,      ^^-^     A  our  first  step 

Boutuon  t$  served  at  .  r 

eleven...  tea  at  four  UP    the    gang 

plank  brings 

the  first  thrill— forerunner  of  gay,  happy 

days  spent  on  these  great  vibrationless 

ships— largest  ever  built  in  America. 

In  cool  comfort  you  speed  along  the 
coasts  of  Old  Mexico  and  Central  Amer- 
ica. You  stop  at  Panama,  pass  thru  the 
gigantic  Panama  Canal  ineight  daylight 
hours  . . .  and  visit  Havana,"Paris  of  the 
Caribbean." 

T>ancing,  deck  sports,  swimming 
...or  a  lazy  life,  as  you  chooser 

Two  built-in  outdoor  swimming  pools, 
unusually  broad  decks  for  sports  or 
promenading;  dancing  — or  just  rest  to 
your  heart's  content.  Famous  cuisine 
.  .  .  courteous  attendants  to  anticipate 
your  wants. 

S.  S.  Virginia,  California,  Pennsylvania 

Alternate  in  fortnightly  service  to  and 
from  New  York.  All  rooms  are  outside, 
many  with  private  baths.  Rates  are  $  1 3  5 
up.Tourist  Cabin;  $275  up,  First  Cabin. 
Roundtrip,  go  by  water,  return  by  Tail- 
or vice  versa- 
only  $100  ad- 
ditional. Room 
and  meals  on 
steamerare  in- 
cluded in  fare. 


fa  noma  fact  fie  fipe 

INTHHAriONAl  MERCANTILE  MARINE  COMPANY 

ALL  NEW^A STEAMERS 


460  Market  Street  .  San  Francisco 

or  your  local  steamship  or  railroad  agent 


that  the  advertiser  proves  his  confidence 
in  radio  and  in  programs  originating  in 
San  Francisco.  As  a  matter  of  fact  the 
local  studios  are  presenting  programs 
comparable  in  every  way  with  those  from 
the  largest  Eastern  stations. 

There  is  entire  agreement  on  the  fact 
that  this  country  leads  in  the  quality  of  its 
air  programs.  There  are  more  radio  sets  in 
America  than  in  all  other  countries  put 
together.  The  prosperity  of  the  American 
people  is  of  course  a  powerful  factor, 
as  well  as  the  excellence  of  our  programs. 

Now  comes  the  very  logical  question. 
"Who  foots  the  bills  for  this  new  in- 
dustry? I  think  we  can  answer  this  ques- 
tion by  a  statement  made  by  Harry  S. 
Anderson,  sales  manager  of  the  NBC 
Pacific  Division.  "Last  year  there  were 
over  227  national  advertisers  who  spent 
over  $18,000,000  in  radio  advertising 
for  station  time  alone  and  this,  mind  you, 
without  depreciation  of  the  appropria- 
tions made  for  newspapers,  magazines 
and  billboards." 

Were  it  not  for  the  advertiser  much  of 
the  splendid  entertainment  that  we  all 
enjoy  would  be  impossible.  So  the  very 
next  time  you  hear  some  conscientious 
objector  wailing  about  the  advertising 
that  he  had  to  listen  to  over  the  "free  air" 
— remind  him  that  his  ancestors  said  that 
newspapers  and  magazines  were  going 
to  the  bowwows'  when  they  began  to 
soil       their    pages    with     advertising. 


lor   gentlemen 
of   action  .  .  .  . 

We  suggest  one  of  the  new  Ox- 
ford weave  shirts  ...  In  case 
you're  not  a  gentleman  of  action, 
we  might  add  these  shirts  drz 
splendid  for  loafing. 

$250 


CITY  of  PARIS 


sona 


When  you  wing  your 
way  across  the  fairway 
be  it  at  Del  Monte, 
Interlachen,  or  Pine- 
hurst,  you'll  be  in  better 
form  if  you  wear  The 
Ibsona!  It  is  built  to  fit 
the  highest  arch  and  to 
grip  the  narrowest  heel. 
And  of  course  it  has 
that  swagger  noncha- 
lance which  the  smart 
sportswoman  demands! 

White  buckskin  uit/i 
black  or  tan  saddle. 
Tan    buckskin    uith 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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J        354  Pet   Street 

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Without  advertising  the  daily  newspaper, 
the  magazine,  and  the  radio  program,  as 
we  know  them,  would  all  be  equally 
impossible. 

A  debt  of  gratitude  goes  to  the  larger 
broadcasting  companies  who  allow  only 
the  finest  type  of  programs  obtainable  to 
go  over  the  network  stations  controlled 
by  them.  In  the  larger  studios  every  pro- 
gram is  very  carefully  censored.  Every 
minute  of  every  broadcast  is  monitored, 
by  a  skilled  technician,  and  checked  by  a 
member  of  the  program  staff.  It  is  this 
stand  for  high  quality  program  that  has 
built  the  confidence  that  the  public  feels 
today  in  the  broadcast  message.  The  ad- 
vertiser, as  well  as  the  audience,  benefits 
by  this  tireless  supervision. 

Then  there  is  the  matter  of  the  King's 
English — or  should  I  say  the  Announcer's 
English  and  manner  of  delivery.  The  care- 
ful supervision  given  to  those  details  of 
broadcasting  by  the  large  companies  indi- 
cates that  they  appreciate  the  fact  that 
their  message  goes  into  the  home — an 
invited  guest. 

RADIO  is  playing  a  very  important 
part  in  the  education  and  entertain- 
ment of  the  American  citizen  in  the 
home.  The  man  on  the  isolated  farm 
shares  equally  with  his  apartment  dwell- 
ing metropolitan  brother.  Likewise  this 
new  industry  serves  the  advertiser  who 
pays  the  bills  and  business  in  general — 


Tecs  .Y/«44ings  ♦R««f>tu>ns 

B«V<|U«ts  ♦  Center  j>ie<«$ 


modern  motorships 

sail  monthly  from 
san  francisoo  via 
panama  canal  lo  the 

mediterranean 


spam 
france 


Italy 


a  38-day  cruise  for  three  hundred  dollars 


libera  li 


(general  steamship  corp.,  agents) 

has  moved  into  luxurious  new  offices 

219   sutter   street 

KEarny  4100 

"worldwide  service — at  your  service 


The  A.  B.  Spreekels 

Amateur  Golf  Tournament 

August  18-23 

$1,000.   Silver    Punch    Bowl    presented    to   winner, 

with  attractive  awards  in  all  flights.  At  Coronado 

Country  Club. 

Agua  i  'alienl  e  Horse  Races 

CONTINUE  UNTIL  LABOR  DAY 

Track  a  half-hour  auto  ride  from  Coronado 

SWIMMING  -  AQUAPLANING  -  BOATING 

HORSEBACK  RIDING 

TENNIS     -        -     DANCING 

San  Francisco  agent  is  Charles  T.  Scott 
2  Pine  Street  -  DOuglas  5600 

Hctel  del 

Mel  S.  Wright,  Manager 
Coronado  Beach,  near  San  Diego 


AUGUST,  1930 


29 


For  those  who 

live   on   a   norma 
sensible  basis  .  . 

The  beauty  of  the  Hotel 
Lexington  .  .  .  the  luxury 
of  its  modern  appointments 
.  .  .  the  distinguished 
quality  of  its  French  cuisine 
.  .  .  are  available  at  such 
moderate  rates  that  many 
guests  who  come  for  a  day 
or  a  week  are  staying 
permanently. 

Dinner  and  Supper  Danc- 
ing in  the  Silver  Grill. 
Dave  Bernie  and  his  Hotel 
Lexington  Minute  Men. 


80I  ROOMS 


Each  with  private  bath  (tub  and  shower) 

circulating  ice  water,  mirror  door. 
341  rooms  with  double  beds, 

1  person  ..... 
These  same  341  rooms  for  two 

persons    .    _    .  .         . 

229  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
231  rooms  with  twin  beds 

Either  one  or  two  persons     . 
Transient  or  permanent  accommodations 


$4 
$5 
$6 
$7 


Club  breakfast     .     .     .     75c 

Special  luncheon     .     .  $1.00 

Table  d'kote  dinner    .  $2.00 

Also  a  la  carte  service 

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especially  the  manufacturer  of  radio  sets, 
the  power  companies,  and  the  retail 
merchant  who  caters  to  the  home. 

And  so  we  begin  to  appreciate  that 
the  broadcasting  studios  in  San  Francisco 
today  bear  the  same  relation  to  the  so- 
called  studios  of  a  few  years  back  as  the 
modern  receiving  set  does  to  the  home- 
made "one  tuber  '  associe-ted  with  our 
first  recollections  of  radio. 

There  are  so  many  interesting  and  im- 
pressive facts  bearing  on  the  subject  of 
radio  broadcasting  that  one  could  quote 
facts  and  figures  to  fill  a  volume.  Only 
the  highlights  can  be  covered  in  an 
article    of    this    character. 

In  closing  let  me  remind  you  once  more 
that  radio,  though  out  of  swaddling 
clothes,  is  still  but  a  husky  youngster. 
What  he  shall  be  when  he  reaches  his 
full  stature,  only  those  with  a  daring 
imagination  could  hope  to  approximate. 

Causerie 

Continued  from  page  25 

produced  in  such  stolen  moments  is  dis- 
tressingly bad;  it's  like  the  music  of 
middle  aged  ladies  who  "just  play  a 
little."  For  that  reason  I  am  glad  I  over- 
looked the  publisher's  statement  until 
after  I  read  the  verse,-  otherwise  I  should 
have  been  prejudiced  against  some  really 
commendable  verse,  such  as  The  Earth 
Bound  by  Janet  Lewis,  or  the  three 
excellent  Shakesperian  sonnets  by  M.  B., 
who  is  better  known  as  an  authority  on 
Boswell.  Perhaps  the  best  known  name 
in  the  collection  is  that  of  Yvor  Winters 
who  has  gained  reputation  not  only  as  a 
poet  but  as  an  editor  and  critic  as  well. 
His  name  occurs  with  increasing  fre- 
quency among  a  group  of  modern  meta- 
physical poets,  as  some  one  has  not  in- 
aptly called  them.  I  understand  that  he 
is  to  publ  sh  a  book  of  verse  in  the  fal! 


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With  Our  Contemporaries 

Continued  from  page  23 

To  the  readers  of  AMERICAN  MAG- 
AZINE, Edgar  Guest,  presents  his  latest 
idea  under  the  title  of  "One  Kiss  is 
Worth  a  Dozen  Wisecracks."  All  in  all, 
it  is  simply  another  of  Guest's  sincere 
appeals  for  more  naturalness.  The  theme 
of  the  article,  of  course,  is  that  life  is  at 
best  a  brief  journey,  and  the  more  friend- 
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the  happier  you  will  be.  Anyone  who 
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statement  that — "No  woman  can  slight 
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Journalism 

Continued  from  page  10 

rapid  fire  upon  DeYoung.  His  several 
shots  went  wild.  The  room's  occupants 
sought  cover.  DeYoung  crouched  behind 
a  counter.  Kalloch  leaned  over  the 
counter  and  fired  two  shots  directly  into 
his  head.  Almost  instantly,  DeYoung  was 
dead. 

San  Francisco  was  thrown  into  a  new 
uproar.  The  press,  it  will  be  recalled, 
had  been  experiencing  difficulty  in  find- 
ing words  to  depict  the  journalistic  de- 
pravity of  the  DeYoungs  and  to  exalt  the 
virtues  of  Kalloch.  Magically,  thedifficulty 
passed;  the  situation  was  completely  re- 
versed. The  press  overflowed  with  seemly 
words  for  Charles  DeYoung  and  bitter 
words  for  the  Kallochs.  The  junior  Kal- 
loch was  speedily  brought  to  trial,  but  his 
case  dragged  for  all  of  a  year  and  ended 
in  acquittal. 

Even  so,  the  day  of  the  Kallochs  and 
the  Workingmen's  Party  was  drawing 
definitely  to  a  close.  As  mayor,  Dr.  Kal- 
loch revealed  himself  as  nothing  more 
than  a  self  seeking  opportunist  and 
demagogue.  Toward  the  end  of  his  term, 
impeachment  proceedings  were  brought 
against  him.  The  charges  were  acceptance 
of  free  railroad  passes  (this  was  forbidden 
to  office  holders  by  the  state  constitution, 
passed  in  1879)  and  various  other  con- 
siderations from  the  corporations  he  had 
so  vigorously  denounced  in  his  campaign 
speeches,  general  neglect  of  duty  and 
incendiary  language  and  policies.  Five 
judges  heard  the  case.  Four  voted  for  dis- 
missal; one  dissented. 

San  Francisco  by  this  time  was  thor- 
oughly weary  of  labor  agitations  and 
journalistic  and  political  feuds  with  their 
attendant  tragedies.  It  was  made  plain 
that  it  wanted  no  more  of  them.  And  to 

Continued  on  page  33 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


fls seen 

her 


ROMANCE!  Romance!  It  was  in  the 
air,  and  very  much  in  the  Fox  Theatre 
with  the  great  Garbo.  The  picture 
was  so  poignantly  exquisite  one  longed 
for  the  release  of  tears  that  wouldn't 
come,  and  relatively  speaking  the  Rock 
of  Gibraltar  was  a  mere  pebble  com- 
pared to  the  lump  in  my  heart.  Whatever 
kept  me  from  slipping  my  fingers  into  the 
hand  of  the  man  on  my  left  is  one  of  many 
mysteries.  I  am  quite  sure  he  would  have 
understood  thoroughly  and  maybe  I 
would  have  felt  better.  As  it  was  I  had 
to  go  out  in  the  bright  sunshine  and 
work.  It  was  too  much,  and  everything 
conspired  against  it,  from  the  street  car 
conductor  with  the  steady  grey  eyes,  tD 
the  organ  grinder  on  the  corner  droning 
out  an  Annie  Laurie  that  touched  a  raw 
spot.  Mentally  I  yanked  at  the  brakes,  but 
the  stores  were  so  unromantic  with  the 
end  of  the  seasons  sales  and  their  dollar 
ninety  fives,  I  couldn't  go  in. 

Aimlessly  I  drifted  into  a  loft  at  540 

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SCOTTISH  RITE  TEMPLE  «■  Sutur  «„d  Van  Men  A.«m,, 


Individual  Instruction 
in 

Costume  Design 

Prolcitional  or  Hone  Uie 

Fashion  Illustration 

Millinery  Making 
and  Designing 

Commercial  Aft 
Life  Drawing 

Interior  Decoration 

Day  anj  E*<mng  Clanet 
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Sutter  and  found  myself  immediately  inter- 
ested in  the  contents  of  the  unique  studio 
of  Alice  Arnstein.  It  is  a  gift  shop  in  every 
sense  of  the  word  and  particular  stress  is 
laid  on  original   gifts  for  children.  Toys 


were  different  here.  Very  different.  A 
copy  of  a  cobblers  bench  made  low 
seemed  ideal  for  a  child  to  sit  at.  Space 
partitioned  off  formerly  for  tack,  nails, etc., 
held  all  sorts  of  possibilities  for  crayons, 
beads,  and  gadgets  of  all  kinds.  Surprise 
packages  for  vacation,  dolls  with  their 
elaborate  wardrobes,-  door  knockers  of 
owls  and  poodles  vied  with  interest. 
This  quaint  studio  overlooks  an  attractive 
tea  room  and  its  gracious  proprietor  adds 
much  to  its  charm. 

BROWSING  around  I  took  the  lift- 
awfully  Continental — in  the  Doe 
Building  on  Kearny  to  the  third  floor 
and  walked  into  Silveys.  I  wasn't  in  a 
commercial  mood  but  did  want  to  look 
at  appealing  sport  clothes  which  I  knew 
I  could  find  here.  Behind  a  barrage  of 
cigarette  smoke  I  was  utterly  satisfied  to 
sit  for  an  hour  and  look  at  the  lovely 
models.  There's  contented  feeling  mak- 
ing a  purchase  in  this  small  salon,  for  you 
have  positive  assurance  that  you  will  see 
no  duplicate  of  your  costume  in  your 
particular  golf  club.  How  could  one 
(follow  thro)  with  the  replica  of  your 
snootiest  outfit  just  over  your  left 
shoulder. 


The  whimsical  mood  still  in  full  posses- 
sion I  went  up  in  the  air  again  just  to 
poke  my  nose  in  a  little  shop  in  the  Liebes 
Building  where  they  are  experts  at  bead 
stringing.  Haven  t  you  often  wondered 
where  to  go  to.  I'll  pass  it  along  right 
now — Herman  Mizis  is  the  specialist. 

NiW  models  of  hats  are  beginning  to 
drift  into  Claire  Brown's  Studio  and 
believe  it  or  not,  they  look  romantic. 
Very  shallow  crowns,  perched  off  the 
face,  and  coquettishly  tilted  far  to  one 
side  while  others  with  double  brims  cast 
fascinating  shadows  across  the  eyes.  Oh, 
yes,  I  am  still  steeped  in  it,  and  luncheon 
is  out  for  the  day.  I  am  going  home  with 
a  box  of  luscious  Kratz  chocolates,  and 
Steven  Escott  tucked  under  my  arm,  given 
to  me  by  the  intuitive  young  woman  in 
the  circulating  library  of  the  City  of 
Paris.  A  soft  light,  a  softer  chair  and 
How! 


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Swedish  Skin 
Treatments, 
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Swedish 
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Journalism 

Continued  from  page  3  1 

its  sorrow,  San  Francisco  labor,  at  last 
realized  how  grievous  was  betrayal  at 
the  hands  of  men  who  spoke  piously  and 
with  their  right  hand  dispensed  benedic- 
tions, while  with  their  left  hand  making 
peace  with  and  receiving  profit  from  the 
railroad  monopoly  they  had  been  elected 
to  combat. 

Tranquil  Tahiti 

Continued  from  page  1  5 

Along  narrow  streets,  the  houses  stood 
back  from  the  road  almost  hidden  by 
masses  of  emerald  green  foliage.  The 
roofs  sagged  beneath  the  weight  of 
bougainvillia  vines.  Voices  came  floating 
from  the  doorways  and  the  music  of  a 
distant  concertina  added  to  the  drowsy 
potency  of  the  moment.  Pale  dust  swirled 
in  little  eddies  about  my  ankles.  I  passed 
easy-gaited  Tahitian  women,  dressed  in 
flowing,  capacious  mother-hubbards.  The 
great  charm  of  the  place  lay  in  the  ver- 
dure, the  flambuoyant  trees,  the  hibiscus 
blossoms,  the  sounds  of  casual  activity 
which  quietly  welled  up  like  mist.  At 
the  far  end  of  the  shadow-cool  road 
shone  the  fire-white  hulls  of  native 
schooners,  encompassed  in  the  cerulian 
blue  of  the  lagoon.  It  was  like  looking 
through  the  large  end  of  a  telescope. 


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midst  of  the  redwoods — grass  greens,  grass 
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THE  Guest  Lodge  provides  a  "country 
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The  sign  ornamenting  the  doorway  of 
my  hotel  was  ahead  of  me.  A  large  and 
grinning  man  stood  in  a  window.  He  was 
the  proprietor,  Johnny  Parai.  His  prime 
gesture  towards  me  was  in  the  form  of  a 
rhum-punch."  I  was  thirsty  and  I  recall 
the  glow  which  filled  me  shortly  after- 
wards. 

IF  TAHITI  becomes  like  other  islands  in 
the  Pacific,  a  tourist  resort,  (and  there 
is  a  possibility  that  it  might)  woe  to  this 
last  tranquillity!  Where  will  they  flee, 
they  who  have  been  cast  forth  from  a 
furious  and  mechanical  land  to  the  north- 
east? 

I  met  a  "gent"  while  I  was  in  Papeete, 
who  nourished  dreams  of  a  million  dollar 
hotel,  to  be  erected  on  an  island  hilltop. 
Fabulous  and  gross  materialist!  Don't  go 
to  Tahiti  if  the  sight  of  a  banana  peeling 
is  offensive:  don't  go  if  the  sun  makes 
your  head  ache,  but  by  all  means,  go  if 
quiet  beauty  and  the  simplicity  of  man 
and  nature  have  a  meaning. 


ANEW 

South  Sea  Island 

CRUISE 

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STAGE  AND  SCREEN 

Curran:     Beginning     September     8,     Pauline 

Frederick  in  "The  Crimson  Hour." 
Geary:  D.  W.  Griffith's  "Birth  of  a  Nation" 

for  the  first  time  with  sound. 
Embassy:  Coming  .  .  .  "Big  Boy"  with  Al  Jol- 

son. 
St.  Francis:  September  5,  "Animal  Crackers" 

with  those  funny  Marx  boys.    September  12, 

"Eyes  of  the  World."    September  26,  "The 

Spoilers." 
Paramount:    One   right   on   top   of   another, 

"Sea     Gods,"     "Scarlet     Pages,"     "Follow 

Thru"  (funny) ,  and  "The  Santa  Fe  Trail." 
California:    Coming  .  .  .  the    heralded    Gloria 

Swanson  k.  o.,  "What  a  Widow." 
Columbia:     "Young     Love"     with      Douglas 

Montgomery  and  Marcelline  Day. 
Fox:  "Man  Trouble"  with  Dorothy  Mackaill 

and  Milton  Sills. 
Warfield:    "Our  Blushing  Brides"   with  Joan 

Crawford. 
Golden  Gate:   "The  Squealer." 
Orpheum:  "Inside  the  Law." 

MUSIC 

The  Arthur  Judson  Concert  Series  at  the 
Scottish  Rite.  To  all  appearances,  rather  an 
intermittant  and  catch-as-catch-can  sched- 
ule although  with  worth  while  programs. 

Myrtle  Leonard,  Contralto,  Scottish  Rite,  Sep- 
tember 5. 

Antonia  Brica  conducting  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Symphony  Orchestra  at  the  Greek 
Theatre,    September    5. 

Luisa  Silva,  Contralto,  Scottish  Rite,  Septem- 
ber 10. 

Fifty  Colored  Singers  in  concert  (Negro 
spirituals,  sacred  and  secular  music)  at 
Bethel  A.M.E.  Church  auditorium,  8:15 
p.m.,  September  10,  and  all  for  fifty  cents 
admission. 

San  Francisco  Opera  Company,  Civic  Audi- 
torium, September  1 1  to  27. 
Sept.   11,  "Nanon." 
Sept.   12,  "Salome." 
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Sept.  17,  "La  Boheme." 

Sept.    19,   American   Premiere   of  Maurice 
Ravel's  "L'Enfant  et  Ies  Sortileges,"  fol- 
lowed by  "Haensel  and  Gretel." 
Sept.   20,  "Cavalleria  Rusticana,"  followed 

by   "Pagliacci." 
Sept.  22,  "Mignon." 
Sept.  23,  "Tannhauser." 
"Faust." 

Salome"   (afternoon). 
"Lucia  di   Lammermoor"    (even- 


Sept.  25, 
Sept.  27, 
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ART 


Beaux  Arts  Galerie:  Paintings  by  Lee  Hersch, 
lithographs  by  Peter  Kreasnow,  and  an  ex- 
hibition of  Coptic  embroidery  from  the 
private  collection  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles 
De  Y.  Elkus,  on  view  until  September  13. 
From  September  15  to  the  end  of  the 
month,  a  group  exhibition  of  Beaux  Arts 
members. 

Courvoisier's:  From  September  9  to  15,  paint- 
ings (portraiture  and  creative)  by  Bill 
Justama. 

Paul  Elder's:  Oil  paintings  by  A.  Harold 
Knott  from  September  8  until  the  end  of 
the  month. 

East  West  Gallery:  Premier  exhibition  of 
paintings  by  Ethel  McAllister  Grubb,  and 
an  exhibition  of  wood  carvings  by  G. 
Fletcher  Clark  from  September  1  to  15. 
Exhibition  of  water  colors  by  the  London 
artists,  Captain  G.  Drummond-Fish  from 
September  16  to  30. 

California  School  of  Fine  Arts:  September  4 
to  20  paintings  by  Arnold  Rasch,  new  mem- 
ber of  the  faculty,  and  some  of  his  associ- 
ates in  the  Woodstock  School  in  New  York. 
September  20  to  October  4,  exhibition  of 
the  Fifty  Prints  of  the  Year  concurrently 
with  fine  book  bindings  by  Hazel  Dreis. 


Legion  of  the  Palace  of  Honor:  Two  galleries 
of  German  prints  covering  representative 
work  in  all  schools  during  the  last  thirty 
years  in  etching,  block  prints,  and  litho- 
graphs. Beginning  September  7,  an  exhi- 
bition of  photographs  by  Doris  Ulmann, 
character  studies,  portraits  of  prominent 
people. 

Rudolph  Schaeffer  Studio:  Lecture  by  R.  M. 
Schindler  on  Modern  Architecture,  even- 
ing of  September  8. 


DINING  AND  DANCING 

Mark  Hopkins:  As  if  anyone  had  to  be  told! 

Fairmont:  Where  gentility  rubs  noses  (or  is 
it  elbows?)  with  gay  cosmopolitanites. 
(Probably   our  word). 

St.  Francis:  There's  just  something  about  it 
...  it  must  be  the  atmosphere  .  .  . 

The  Palace:  One  of  San  Francisco's  land- 
marks and  very  correct  places  for  some- 
thing almost  like   four  score  years. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:  Quiet,  exceptional  cuisine, 
service,  and  all  the  other  subtle  necessities 
for  a  charming  evening. 

The  Silver  Slipper:  Still  on  its  feet  and  going 
strong  with  the  smart  crowd  according  to 
latest  reports  from  the  front. 

Post  Street  Cafeteria:  Time  is  a  pretty  valuable 
thing,  but  when  you  can  save  time  and  get 
atmosphere  and  about  the  best  luncheon 
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well  for  yourself. 

Russian  Tea  Room:  Really  a  swell  place  for 
luncheon,  tea,  or  dinner. 

The  Courtyard:  Truly  San  Franciscan  and 
delightfully  different. 

States  Hof  Brau:  Good  food  and  such  lovely 
sentimental  music. 

La  Casa  Bigin:  Another  famous  old  timer  still 
carrying  on  in  spite  of  the  cruel  blow  dealt 
by  prohibition. 

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CONTENTS 


September,  1930  Vol.  IV,  No.  9 

Cover  by  Melbourne  Brindle 

Toward  a  New  Theatre,  by  Junius  Cravens 9 

The  1930  Opera  Season,  by  Edward  Maslin  Hulme    .      .  10 

Jeritza,  photograph 11 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 12 

You've  Been  There  Yourself,  by  Eugene  B.  Bloch  .  .14 

Verse,  by  Gabriel  Ondeck 14 

Ourselves  and  Others,  cartoon  by  Sotomayor  ....  15 

Gabrielle  Chanel,  interview  by  Sylvia  Lyon       ....  16 

Chanel,  cartoon  by  Sotomayor 16 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 17 

The  Art  Tradition,  by  Aline  Kistler 18 

Verse,  by  Robert  Hunt 18 

Woodblock,  by  Franz  Geritz 19 

Causerie,  by'Frank  L.  Fenton 20 

Sonnet,  by  Sydney  King  Russell 20 

Bridges  to  Cross,  by  Constance  Dixon 21 

Henry  George,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 22 

Concerning  Mrs.  Hugh  Bradford  and  Samuel  Kahn        .      .  23 

The  Reigning  Dynasty 24 

Miss  Sally  Nickel,  photograph  by  Maude  Jay  Wilson       .  25 

1  930  Football  Forecast 26 

Football  Schedule 27 

With  Our  Contemporaries,  by  James  Martin  Maclnnis       .  31 

Opera  Record  Reviews,  by  John  Ditmar 36 

As  Seen  By  Her 41 

(Rockwell  Kent  drawings  are  reproduced  by  courtesy  of  Raymond  Moore) 


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SAN  FRANCISCO  MOURNS  THE  RECENT  DEATH  OF 
SENATOR  JAMES  D.  PHELAN,  A  STATESMAN  AND  A 
POET  WHOSE  INTEREST  IN  ART,  LITERATURE  AND 
PROGRESS  DURING  HIS  LIFETIME  HAS  BEEN  PERPETU- 
ATED IN  THE  GREAT  GENEROSITY  OF  HIS  WILL  IN 
WHICH  HE  REMEMBERED  NOT  ONLY  FRIENDS,  RELA- 
TIVES AND  ASSOCIATES  BUT  ALSO  THE  POOR,  THE 
YOUTH,  THE  STUDENTS,  THE  ARTISTS  AND  THE 
WRITERS  OF  CALIFORNIA. 


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Toward  a  New  Theatre 


A  Local  Event  is  Discussed  in  the  Light  of  a  New  Dramatic  Tendency 

by  Junius  Cravens 


SINCE  the  professional  theatre,  as  a 
commercial  project,  seems  to  con- 
tinue to  suffer  from  the  decline  that 
has  so  materially  weakened  it  during  the 
last  ten  or  fifteen  years,  it  seems  almost  in- 
evitable that,  if  existing  conditions  con- 
tinue, it  must  one  day  be  replaced  to  a 
large  extent  by  community  or  neighbor- 
hood theatrical  activities  of  the  amateur 
or  semi-professional  variety.  For,  come 
what  may,  there  will  always  be  in  every 
community  a  certain  number  of  people 
who  will  prefer  the  glamour  of  the 
spoken  word  of  the  actor  upon  the  stage 
to  the  recorded  word  mechanically  co- 
related  to  the  action  depicted  upon  the 
silver  screen.  So,  while  the  theatre  may 
be  dying  commercially,  it  is  far  from  being 
dead  artistically. 

Through  the  workings  of  some  perverse 
law  of  compensation,  as  the  theatre  has 
decreased  in  quantity,  so  to  speak,  it  has 
improved  in  quality.  There  has  never  been 
a  higher  standard  of  artistic  merit  in  the- 
atrical production,  by  and  large,  in  this 
country  than  that  which  exists  here  today. 
This  circumstance  is  due  partially  to  the 
remarkable  development  and  growth  of 
the  "little"  or  community  theatre  through- 
out the  United  States  during  the  past  ten 
years,  and  partly  to  the  advent  in  the 
theatre  of  that  new  figure  which  has  come 
to  be  known  as  the  artist-director. 

GORDON  CRAIG,  the  English 
prophet  of  a  new  theatre,  once 
said:  "The  art  of  the  theatre  is 
neither  acting  nor  the  play,  it  is  not  scene 
nor  dance,  but  it  consists  of  all  the  ele- 
ments of  which  these  things  arecomposed: 
action,  which  is  the  very  spirit  of  acting,- 
words,  which  are  the  body  of  the  play; 
line  and  color,  which  are  the  very  heart 
of  the  scene;  rhythm,  which  is  the  very 
essence  of  dance  .  .  .  One  is  no  more  im- 
portant than  the  other,  no  more  than  one 
color  is  more  important  to  a  painter  than 
another,  or  one  note  more  important  than 
another  to  a  musician  .  .  .  The  reason  why 
you  are  not  given  a  work  of  art  on  the 
stage  is  not  because  the  public  does  not 


want  it,  not  because  there  are  not  excel- 
lent craftsmen  in  the  theatre  who  could 
prepare  it  for  you,  but  because  the  theatre 
lacks  the  artist — the  artist  of  the  theatre, 
mind  you,  not  the  painter,  poet,  musi- 
cian." Then  pointing  out  that  for  the 
average  mediocre  production  there  &rz 
"seven  directors  instead  of  one  and  nine 
opinions  instead  of  one,  he  says:  ...  it 
is  impossible  for  a  work  of  art  ever  to  be 
produced  where  more  than  one  brain  is 
permitted  to  direct;  and  if  works  of  art 
are  not  seen  in  the  Theatre  this  one  reason 
is  a  sufficient  one,  though  there  are  plenty 
more. 

Since  Mr.  Craig  made  the  above  obser- 
vations, some  twenty-five  years  ago,  many 
artists  of  the  theatre  have  appeared  in 
Europe,  and  a  few  of  them  are  now  be- 
ginning to  develop  in  this  country,  par- 
ticularly in  connection  with  community 
theatrical  activities. 

The  artist-director,  then,  is  a  single  in- 
dividual upon  whose  shoulders  must 
necessarily  rest  the  entire  responsibility 
of  a  theatrical  production.  He  must  be  an 
artist  and  a  designer  as  well  as  a  director, 
since  he  must  be  capable  of  visualizing  a 
complete  production  before  the  rehear- 
sals are  even  begun.  He  must  know  its 
color,  its  light,  its  rhythm,  its  structure.  As 
Mr.  Craig  pointed  out,  no  one  feature  of 
the  stage  is  of  more  importance  than 
another,  and  a  completely  harmonious 
performance  can  emanate  only  from  the 
brain  and  hands  of  one  man. 

But  however  important  a  figure  in  the 
new  theatre  the  artist-director  may  be,  he 
represents  but  one  of  the  many  interesting 
phases  of  its  development.  There  is  ample 
evidence  everywhere  that  the  theatre  is 
taking  on  a  new  form,  and  the  most  recent, 
as  well  as  one  of  the  most  unique  gestures 

NOTE-  Junius  Cravens,  widely  known  for  his 
distinctive  criticisms  of  art  in  The  Argonaut,  has 
accomplished  more  than  he  admits  (in  the  accom- 
panying article)  with  the  recent  production  of 
"Midsummer-Night's  Dream."  After  witnessing 
the  performance,  August  23rd,  and  experiencing 
its  charming  illusion,  we  feel  that  Cravens  as 
artist-director  will  be  a  significant  figure  in  future 
local  art  drama. 


which  has  been  made  locally  in  that  direc- 
tion was  the  performance  of  a  modified 
version  of  Shakespeare's  "Midsummer- 
Night's  Dream"  which  was  given  August 
23  at  the  Menlo  Circus  Club  by  the  Stan- 
ford Convalescent  Home. 

ASIDE  from  any  question  of  merit  that 
it  may  or  may  not  have  had,  that 
performance  of  "Midsummer- 
Night's  Dream"  was,  from  many  points  of 
view,  an  important  theatrical  experiment. 
For  the  Stanford  Convalescent  Home  it 
was  a  decided  departure  from  the  annuai 
Menlo  Circus  which  it  replaced,  and 
which  had  been  given  for  a  sufficent 
number  of  years  hitherto  to  have  become 
a  tradition.  Such  a  radical  change  of 
policy  was,  in  itself,  by  no  means  without 
its  risks.  But,  since  it  was  to  be  a  new 
venture,  the  logical  thing  seemed  to  be  to 
make  it  a  bold  experiment  in  the  direction 
of  the  new  theatre,  and  to  establish  a  dif- 
ferent tradition  which  would  have  an 
artistic  as  well  as  a  philanthropic  value. 
The  Menlo  "Midsummer-Night's 
Dream"  was  therefore  something  infinitely 
more  important  than  a  mere  amateur  per- 
formance of  a  Shakespearian  comedy. 
And  it  was  also  an  event  of  much  further 
reaching  import  than  a  benefit  for  a 
worthy  institution.  It  served  as  a  medium 
for  establishing  a  new  amateur  theatrical 
tradition  for  the  Bay  region,  a  tradition 
which,  it  is  hoped,  is  to  live  and  flourish. 
It  is  the  desire  and  intention  of  the  Stan- 
ford Convalescent  Home  to  present  each 
successive  year  a  pageant-play  which  will 
be  produced  in  a  form  worthy  of  both 
those  who  contribute  their  time  and 
efforts  to  it,  and  those  who  support  it  by 
coming  to  see  it. 

In  the  midst  of  this  machine-jazz  age, 
when  the  most  cherished  precepts  of  the 
theatre  in  its  old  form  are  being  discarded 
when  the  growing  generation  is  being 
educated  to  little  other  than  "canned' 
entertainment  of  questionable  merit,  such 
an    ambition    is    indeed    a    worthy    one. 

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10 


The  1930  Opera  Season 


and  some  rather  definite  reasons 
for  our  enthusiasm,  discussed  by 

by  Edward  Maslin  Hulme 


THE  announcement  of  the  impending 
season  of  grand  opera,  both  as  to 
singers  and  operas,  is  unusually  inter- 
esting. It  promises,  indeed,  to  surpass  in 
some  respects  any  one  of  the  seven  pre- 
vious seasons.  We  are  to  have  three 
German  operas,  four  French,  and  six 
Italian;  we  are  to  have  one  that  represents 
opera  as  it  was  a  hundred  years  ago, 
when  composers  paid  almost  exclusive 
attention  to  the  voice  and  treated  the 
orchestra  as  a  big  guitar  intended  only  for 
accompaniment  of  the  singers,-  we  are  to 
have  operas  that  represent  a  marked  ap- 
proach to  dramatic  realism  in  which, 
while  melody  still  prevails,  the  orchestra 
has  risen  in  importance,  continually  colors 
the  scene,  and  has  much  of  its  own  to  say; 
and  in  one  opera,  the  tempestuous 
"Salome,"  we  have  the  most  recent  of  all 
conceptions  of  this  form  of  art,  a  concep- 
tion in  which  the  orchestra  is  paramount, 
in  which  all  its  immense  resources  are 
utilized  with  consummate  skill,  in  a  mas- 
terly manner. 

And  who  can  complain  of  the  list  of 
singers?  Are  we  not  promised  a  florid 
soprano  who  may,  perhaps,  prove  a 
worthy  successor  of  Adelina  Patti,  of 
Nellie  Melba,  of  Luisa  Tetrazzini,  one 
who  is  certainly  young  and  beautiful,  and 
who  has  won  the  enthusiastic  admiration 
of  all  traveling  San  Franciscans  who  have 
heard  her  at  the  Royal  Opera  in  Brussels 
or  in  the  Municipal  Opera  at  Lyons? 
Have  we  not  Jeritza,  a  glorious  soprano, 
the  idol  of  Vienna,  whose  instinct  for 
theatrical  effect  approaches  that  of  Bern- 
hardt? Is  there  not  Jaegel,  whose  sterling 
tenor,  delivered  with  a  truly  Italian  sense 
of  vocalization,  has  come  to  us  over  the 
radio  from  the  Metropolitan  in  New 
York?  Is  there  not,  once  more,  our  own 
Queena  Mario,  who  is  to  sing  in  four 
roles  each  of  which  is  eminently  suited  to 
display  the  silvery  and  pathetic  beauty  of 
her  voice  so  much  admired  by  Caruso?  Is 
there  not  John  Charles  Thomas,  whose 
rich  voice  and  dramatic  intelligence  will 
surely  enhance  the  favorable  estimation 
we  have  gained  of  him  from  his  appear- 
ances here  in  concert?  Then,  among  the 
newcomers,  there  is  Hope  Hampton, 
who  has  sung  with  success  at  the  Opera 
Comique  in  Paris,-  Sidney  Raynor,  an 
American  tenor  who  may  afford  us  the 
gratification  of  seeing  another  of  our 
countrymen  in  the  rank  of  the  leading 
operatic  artists,-  and  Gaetano  Viviani,  a 


baritone  who  comes  to  us,  with  glowing 
reports,  from  the  principal  opera  houses 
of  Italy.  And,  lastly,  are  we  not  to  hear, 
in  five  roles  that  give  ample  opportunity 
to  his  golden  voice,  Beniamino  Gigli,  the 
most  melodious  of  all  tenors  of  today? 
With  such  a  repertoire  and  such  singers, 
then,  surely  this  is  to  be  a  brilliant  season 
of  opera,  one  full  of  interest  and  charm, 
one  that  will  linger  many  years  in  the 
memory,  one  that  will  occupy  an  honored 
place  in  the  cultural  history  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. 

THE  question,  why  should  we  have 
grand  opera?  may  well  be  reversed 
to,  why  should  we  not  now  have 
grand  opera?  Until  a  generation  or  so 
ago  we  have  been,  for  the  most  part,  a 
people  engrossed  in  material  activity.  We 
were  pioneers.  We  had  a  continent  to 
conquer — roads  and  bridges  to  build, 
marshes  to  drain,  canals  to  dig,  rivers  and 
harbors  to  dredge,  mountains  to  tunnel, 
mines  to  discover  and  rifle  of  their  riches, 
towns  to  sow  broadcast  over  the  prairies, 
at  the  mouthsof  rivers,  and  at  the  crossings 
of  roads.  The  best  brains  among  our 
people,  the  intensest  of  our  activities, 
were  devoted  to  these  imperative  tasks. 
And  now  that  they  have  been  in  great 
part  accomplished,  though  by  no  means 
finished,  culture  and  art  have  begun  to 
come  into  their  own,  to  hold  an  ever 
increasing  place  in  our  civilization. 

This  has  always  been  so.  Material  pros- 
perity has  always  preceded  notable  out- 
bursts of  artistic  ability  in  the  life  of  man. 
Long  before  it  produced  a  Leonardo  da 
Vinci,  or  a  Michelangelo,  Florence  man- 
ufactured the  finest  woolen  cloth  and 
silk,  became  rich,  and  was  the  most  pow- 
erful financial  center  in  western  Europe. 
And  now  we  are  outgrowing  an  exclu- 
sive industrialism  and  commercialism.  This 
may  be  seen  in  every  art  that  flourishes 
among  us.  The  great  business  buildings 
that  have  been  built  in  our  city  in  recent 
years,  though  of  course  there  are  some  un- 
fortunate exceptions,  show  an  intelligent 
appreciation  of  beauty  as  well  as  a  keen 
understanding  of  usefulness.  Poets,  paint- 
ers, sculptors, — all  gain  a  ready  and  ap- 
preciative audience.  And  nowhere  else 
in  the  world  is  music  so  widely  loved  and 
so  liberally  rewarded  as  it  is  today  in 
America. 

But,  again,  why  should  we  have  grand 
opera?  What  are  its  special  merits?  What 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


EDITOR'S  NOTE:  Professor 
Edward  Maslin  Hulme  of  Stan- 
ford University  is  one  of  the 
most  prominent  men  in  western 
scholastic  circles.  His  books, 
"Renaissance  and  Reforma- 
tion," "The  British  People" 
and  "The  Middle  Ages,"  have 
earned  him  national  regard. 
His  interest  in  western  culture 
makes  him  quite  the  logical 
person  to  discuss  the  current 
opera  season. 


is  its  peculiar  gift?  Opera  is  a  synthetic 
art.  It  calls  to  its  service  the  human  voice, 
alone  and  in  unison  with  others.  It  em- 
ploys all  varieties  of  the  voice,  the  soprano 
with  its  cadenzas  and  its  trills,  the  con- 
tralto, tenor,  baritone,  bass.  It  tells  a 
story — a  fairy  tale,  a  charming  idyll,  a 
drama  abounding  in  lusty  life,  or  a  pro- 
foundly moving  tragedy,  a  story  of  the 
multitudinous  life  of  the  vanished  past  or 
one  of  the  frustrations  and  fulfilments  of 
the  life  of  today. 

Opera  summons  to  its  aid  the  orchestra, 
the  numerous  instruments  of  which,  as  in 
the  case  of  the  voice,  it  uses  alone  and  in 
concert.  Sometimes  it  uses  the  orchestra 
to  accompany  a  delicate  voice  of  fragile 
beauty  with  the  lightness  of  a  guitar  play- 
ing a  serenade  in  a  moonlit  summer  night; 
sometimes  it  uses  the  orchestra  to  color 
the  scene,-  again,  it  employs  it  to  reveal 
the  mood,  pastoral,  urbane,  aspiring, 
despairing;  and  sometimes,  as  in  the  case 
of  one  of  the  operas  we  are  soon  to  hear, 
it  floods  us  with  sonorous  and,  indeed, 
cacophonous  sound,  stirring  the  blood 
and  purging  us  with  the  effect  of  a  great 
tragedy.  Still  more,  the  opera  enlists  the 
aid  of  costume,  scenery,  the  dance,  and 
sometimes  even  the  spoken  word.  It  may 
not  be  the  highest  form  of  musical  art,  but 
surely  it  is  the  most  inclusive.  It  makes  an 
immediate  appeal  to  eye,  ear,  heart,  and 
brain.  From  it  the  average  man  or  woman 
can  get  more  diversified  emotion  than 
from  any  other  of  the  arts. 

WE  HAVE  said  that  the  coming 
season  promises  to  be  a  notable 
one,  both  as  to  singers  and  operas. 
Of  some  of  the  chief  singers  we  have  al- 
ready spoken.  So  now  a  word  as  to  the 
operas.  Massenet's  captivating  '  Manon 
is  the  most  Parisian  of  all  French  operas. 
It  gives  a  true  musical  portrayal  of  its  light- 
headed and  light-hearted  heroine.  It  has 
all  the  delicate  and  charming  qualities  of 
the  French  mind.  It  is  airy,  graceful,  me- 
lodious. 

"Salome"  is  the  work  of  the  greatest  of 

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SEPTEMBER,  1930 


11 


Maria  Jeritza's  first 
appearance  in  Am- 
erica in  the  title  role 
of  Richard  Strauss' 
music-drama  "Sa- 
lome" will  be  un- 
doubtedly    one    of 

the  highlights  of  the  1930  San  Francisco 
Opera  Season  which  opens  September 
eleventh  to  dominate  the  month's  social 
horizon.  Jeritza  will  also  sing  in  "Cavalleria 
Rusticana,"  "Pagliacci,"  "Tannhauser"  and 
'The  Girl  of  the  Golden  West" — roles  in 
which  she  has  appeared  with  the  Metropoli- 
tan Opera  Company  in  New  York. 


JERITZA  as  SALOME 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


THE     Walkathon,     which     has     kept 
Golden    Gate    Hall    crowded    with 
paying    spectators,    is    still     running 
(rather  walking)  as  we  go  to  press. 

The  eight  remaining  contestants,  are 
four  staggering  couples,  men  and  women 
who  cling  together,  one  holding  the 
other  up,  as  one  sleeps,  standing. 

All  the  while  dance  music  plays  and  a 
broadcaster  tells  those  who  are  comfort- 
ably seated  at  home  how  cherrily  Num- 
ber 19  is  "standing  it."  To  amuse  the 
audience  of  bums  and  swells,  also  to 
divert  their  own  slipping  minds,  the  con- 
testants, at  intervals,  try  to  sing,  or  dance, 
or  be  funny. 

One  of  the  women  specializes  in  a 
vile,  half-conscious  hula.  Another,  in  a 
ghastly  voice,  sings  "It's  Springtime  in  the 
Rockies."  A  wiry  little  song  and  dance 
man,  evidently  seeking  publicity  for  his 
future,  looks  ready  to  die.  On  Wednes- 
day nights,  as  a  special  feature,  cots  are 
dragged  into  the  "ring"  and  one  of  the 
rest  periods,  is  taken  there.  The  con- 
testants, instantly  oblivious,  probably 
would  not  care,  even  if  they  knew  that 
hundreds  of  sadistic  eyes  watched  their 
tortured  feet  being  bathed. 


At  the  end  of  ten  minutes,  sirens  screech 
to  rouse  the  sleep,  which  is  deeper  than 
sleep  should  be.  As  attendants  drag  the 
contestants  from  the  cots,  the  bums  in  the 
audience  yell  and  the  swells  cheer.  Wild 
shrieks  of  applause,  greet  the  first  dis- 
torted features  to  face  the  crowd. 

The  contest  is  under  the  auspices  of 
The  American  Legion. 

AT  RECENT  Bohemian  Grove  fes- 
tivities, it  is  said  that  Lawrence 
Tibbetts  in  a  rather  jubilant  mood 
joined  several  other  Bohemians  who 
went  to  eat  in  a  restaurant  at  the  nearby 
river  town.  Tibbetts  wanted  to  sing.  The 
waiter  told  him  he  could  not  sing  there — 
they  permitted  no  one  to  sing  —it  was  a 
respectable  place!  Tibbetts  plead  with 
him:  the  waiter  was  adamant.  Finally  Tib- 
betts drew  out  a  five  dollar  bill  and,  with 
it,  won  permission  to  sing  to  his  heart's 
content.  If  only  we  knew  the  name  of  the 
waiter  and  could  buy  an  option  on  his 
services  as  impressario — what  fortune 
awaits  the  person  who  can  get  Lawrence 
Tibbetts  to  pay  for  the  privilege  of  sing- 
ing! 


May  I  ask  by  whom  these  are  endorsed  ? 


THE  Age  of  Sentiment  is  still  with  us — 
at  least  in  the  minds  of  writers  of 
blurbs  for  the  back  page  of  sheet 
music.  Witness  this  noble  sentiment  from 
the  back  of  a  recently  published  "piece": 

A  BIG  THOUGHT  AND 
A  BEAUTIFUL  SONG 

"IfYou  Can't  TelltheWorld  She's 
a  Good  Little  Girl — Just  Say 
Nothing  At  All." 
The  poem  of  this  song  is  an  answer 
to  the  century  old  query,  "Should 
a   woman   tell?"    "Shall    bygones 
be  bygones  or  shall  a  girl's  past 
mistakes      haunt      her    forever?" 
Should    our   yesterdays    be    for- 
gotten or  remembered?" 
People  who  gossip  are  people 

who  lie 
So  try  to  keep  out  of  this  way; 
Many  a  girl  for  her  happiness  die 
cause  someone  had  too  much 
to  say!" 

NO  MATTER  how  unusual  or  start- 
ling the  news  "scoop"  that  may 
come  our  way,  it  is  our  policy 
(taken  from  the  gentlemen  in  the  cigarette 
ads)  to  be  nonchalant.  But  our  readers 
may  well  imagine  how  moved  and  agi- 
tated we  were  to  receive  a  special,  ex- 
clusive dispatch  from  the  Los  Angeles 
Chamber  of  Commerce,  announcing  the 
formation  in  that  city  of  The  Association 
for  Bigger  and  Better  Miniature  or  Pee- 
Wee  Golf  Courses.  Since  we  are  granted 
first  publication  rights  to  this  remarkable 
news  because  of  the  great  love  and  respect 
of  the  Los  Angeles  Chamber  of  Com- 
merce for  us,  we  feel  duty  bound  to  give 
our  readers  all  information  possible  on 
this  new  association. 

It  is,  of  course,  fitting  that  the  Associa- 
tion for  Bigger  and  Better  Pee-Wee  Golf 
Courses  should  be  born  in  Los  Angeles. 
Great  things  do  not  happen  by  chance  to 
casual  cities,-  they  happen  only  to  cities  of 
destiny,-  they  are  ordered  and  ordained 
by  an  Intelligence,  whose  wisdom  is  hid- 
den from  common  mortals.  Our  dispatch 
informs  us  that  upon  the  day  of  its  sending, 
Los  Angeles  boasted  3200  Pee-Wee 
courses.  But  their  numbers  increase  so 
rapidly  that,  as  you  read  this,  it  will  be 
tolerably  safe  to  place  the  number  of 
courses  at  3500. 

CLEMENTE  OROSCO,  the  Mexican 
artist  who  recently  visited  San  Fran- 
cisco while  starting  work  on  paint- 
ings to  be  hung  in  the  Carnegie  Inter- 
national, was  asked  if  he  would  like  to 
return  to  do  a  fresco  on  the  walls  of  the 
California  School  of  Fine  Arts. 

"Me?  Why  do  you  want  me  to  paint 
on  your  walls?  Have  you  not  students? 
Let  them  work  on  your  beautiful  walls — 
what  if  they  should  spoil  the  walls?  The 
paintings  can  be  scraped  out  and  done 
over  again.   I  spoiled  many  walls  while 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


13 


learning.  It  is  the  only  way.  No,  my 
friends,  do  not  ask  me  or  any  other  pro- 
fessional artist  to  come  to  decorate  your 
walls — they  are  too  valuable  for  the  stu- 
dents who  need  the  chance  to  work." 

TO  THE  vaudeville  wise  crackers, 
theatrical  wits  and  movie  title  writers, 
who  have  delighted  the  American 
public  with  jokes  on  Chicago,  we  are 
willing  to  concede  all  the  credit  they 
may  merit.  But  in  our  opinion  by  far  the 
most  superior  effort  of  this  sort  is  one, 
produced  all  of  twenty-five  years  ago, 
when  Chicago  was  doubtlessly  bad 
enough,  but  still  was  stranger  to  its 
present  machine  gun  regime. 

It  is  hardly  likely  that  the  piece  in  ques- 
tion has  seen  light  and  general  circula- 
tion in  recent  years.  We,  accordingly, 
exhume  it  from  "The  Fantastic  Fables  '  of 
Ambrose  Bierce,  and  quote  it  as  follows: 

THE  FOOLISH  WOMAN 

A  Married  Woman,  whose  lover 
was  about  to  reform  by  running  away, 
procured  a  pistol  and  shot  him  dead. 

'  Why  did  you  do  that,  Madame?" 
inquired  a  Policeman,  sauntering  by. 

"Because,"  replied  the  Married 
Woman,  he  was  a  wicked  man,  and 
had  purchased  a  ticket  to  Chicago." 

"My  Sister,"  said  an  adjacent  Man 
of  God,  solemnly,  "you  cannot  stop 
the  wicked  from  going  to  Chicago  by 
killing  them." 

After  listening  to  a  recent  advertising 
lecture  in  which  the  speaker  discussed 
new  trends  of  design,  saying  that  the  old 
idea  of  having  perfect  balance  has  given 
way  to  a  deliberately  unbalanced  layout 
designed  to  disturb  the  eye  and  catch  the 
attention,  we  wonder  if  advertisers 
should  not  adopt  a  new  slogan  such  as 
—  yours  for  more  unrest,  greater  excite- 
ment, increased  tension! 

WE  HAVE  added  another  impres- 
sive title  to  our  galaxy  of  charac- 
ters about  town — that  of  the 
most  educated  bootblack  in  San  Fran- 
cisco. Our  proverbial  discretion  forbids 


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the  revealing  of  the 
name,  but  we  may  safely 
admit  that  he  indulges 
in  his  cultural  recrea- 
tions in  a  small  shop  on 
Geary  street,  hiding 
behind  the  prosaic  title 
of'Gene'sShineShop." 
Entering,  the  mun- 
dane visitor  may  dis- 
cover the  great  man  per-  .^--r-fXp^ 
using  a  volume  of  Ibsen  tAAAg^f,.. 
or  Sir  Thomas  More,  or 
perhaps  listening  en- 
enraptured  to  the  sym- 
phonies of  Beethoven. 
It  is  his  sublime  boast 
that  he  knows  all  the 
better-known  sym- 
phonies by  ear.  His 
moods  are  as  versatile 
as  his  tastes.  On  some 
days  he  feels  like  Floyd 
Gibbons;  on  others, 
like  Bernarr  McFadden. 
And,  for  which  God 
be  praised,  he  is  the 
one  bootblack  who 
does  not  take  the  Police 
Gazette. 


WITH  tear- 
dimmed  eyes, 
the  Confirmed 
Bachelors  Club  wends 
its  way  down  the  path 
of  despondency,  disil- 
lusioned as  only  confirmed  bachelors  can 
be,-  the  Chief  Cynic  sadly  shakes  his  gray- 
ing locks  and  in  the  distance,  the  critical 
world  shares  his  sullen  silence — for  what 
matters  now?  America  s  heretofore 
maiden  critic,  known  to  all  and  sundry  as 
Henry  L.  Mencken,  has  cast  aside  his  in- 
herent veil  of  bachelorhood,  and  entered 
into  the  same  state  of  wedlock  at  which 
he  has  so  engagingly  sneered  in  the  past. 
And  the  results  of  this  move  are  indeed 
terrifying  and  stupendous.  The  much- 
abused  American  Mercury,  we  hear,  is 
about  to  institute  a  women's  fashion 
column  within  its  lordly  pages — Mencken 
it  is  predicted,  will  soon  fall  a  convert  to 
the  wiles  of  Eddie  Guest — and  person- 
ally, we  wish  the  old  hypocrite  lots  of 
luck — and  twins  .  .  . 

AS  YOU  may  have  heard,  the  Art 
Department  of  the  University  of 
California  Summer  Session  im- 
ported the  famous  Herr  Hoffman  of 
Munich  this  summer  for  a  glimpse  of  the 
extremely  modern  in  art,  Herr  Hoffman  s 
convictions  having  run  from  the  extreme 
academic  in  the  past  quite  suddenly  and 
radically  to  the  new  school  that  encour- 
ages anatomical  landslides  in  nudes. 
Bubbling  over  with  enthusiasm  for  Herr 
Hoffman  and  the  new  school  of  German 
art-thought,  his  ardent  students  planned  a 
devilish  jaunt,  with  the   Herr  professor 


"Mothaw!  That 

stranger  presumed---" 
"Don't  get  excited,  my  dear — 

it's  only  your  father ! ' 


and  the  head  of  the  Summer  Session  Art 
Department  as  guests  of  honor.  Hoping  to 
stir  mermories  of  the  Rhine  or  something 
in  the  breast  of  the  famous  German,  they 
trooped  to  the  States  Hof  Brau  in  mass 
formation.  At  a  given  signal  the  party  was 
served  with  the  fine  old  Hof  Brau  steins  .  . 
steins  that  are  almost  a  part  of  the  history 
of  San  Francisco  .  .  .  and  to  the  inspiring 
strains  of  the  Maine  Stein  Song,  hymn  of 
Rudy  Vallee,  they  drank  a  toast  in  honor 
of  the  German  genius  ...  in  water. 

One  of  the  difficulties  with  these  so- 
phisticated dramas  is  that  they  make  one 
leave  the  theater  thinking  with  an  English 
accent. 

pair  of  crack  golfers  sliced  their 
drives  into  the  rough  at  Lincoln 
Park  the  other  day  and  went  in 
search  of  the  balls.  They  searched  for  a 
long  time  without  success,  a  kindly  old 
lady  watching  them  with  sympathetic 
interest. 

Finally,  after  the  search  had  lasted  half 
an  hour,  the  dear  old  lady  spoke  to  them. 
"I  don't  want  to  bother  you   gentle- 
men," she  said,  "but  would  it  be  cheating 
if  I  told  you  where  they  are?" 

A  San  Franciscan  is  someone  who  con- 
soles himself  with  the  conviction  that  he 
could  earn  more  somewhere  else  if  only 
he  did  not  prefer  to  be  in  San  Francisco. 


14 


You've  Been    here  Yourself! 


(HAVE  just  returned  to  the  West  from 
my  first  visit  to  New  York.  It  was  the 
first  time  that  job  and  purse  tosether 
would  let  me  get  beyond  the  Golden 
Gate. 

Before  many  more  years  elapse  I'm 
going  back  to  New  York.  And  I'm  going 
into  business  there  for  myself.  I'm  going  to 
bottle  up  the  contracts  to  supply  brake 
lining  to  the  taxicabs. 

After  I  ve  made  my  fortune  and  put 
aside  the  first  few  millions,  I'm  going  to 
devote  the  rest  of  it  forever  after  to  pub- 
lic service.  It  will  go  into  an  enormous 
trust  fund  to  endow  a  school  to  teach 
New  Yorkers  what  they  don't  know 
about  their  own  city. 

NOT  that  I  was  not  dazzled,  charmed, 
bewildered  and  fascinated  by  every- 
thing that  I  heard  and  saw  in 
Gotham  but  I  was  equally  surprised  at  the 
lack  of  information  and  abundance  of  mis- 
information New  Yorkers  had  about  their 
own  city.  Perhaps  they  are  too  busy  dodg- 
ing taxis  to  bother.  That  I  couldn't  learn. 

The  train  that  was  to  transport  me  to 
New  York  stopped  abruptly  at  Jersey 
City.  It  was  in  the  dead  of  night.  We 
shifted  into  a  motor  bus  and  were  taken 
aboard  a  ferry. 

This  is  the  East  River,"  said  the  man 
in  the  motor  coach,  and  I  checked  off  the 
minutes  until  I  should  see  New  York. 

A  few  days  later  I  learned  to  my  aston- 
ishment that  it  was  the  Hudson  we  had 
crossed. 

Day  after  day  I  promenaded  downtown 
with  old  friends,  seasoned  New  Yorkers. 
"What's  that  building?"  i'd  ask,  pointing 
to  one  or  another  that  punctured  the  sky 
by  twenty  or  so  more  stories  than  its 
neighbor. 

Hanged  if  I  know,"  was  the  usual 
reply.  Once  in  a  while  a  less  candid 
guide  assured  me  that  "I  did  know  but 
it's  just  slipped  my  mind." 

AND  the  subways.  No  one  will  ever 
convince  me  that  the  nickel  jug- 
glers in  the  underground  passages 
know  anything  more  about  the  system 
than  the  location  of  both  ends  of  the  line 
they  work  on.^  And  a  good  many  I  en- 
countered don't  know  that.  Traveling  the 
subways,  I  began  to  feel  like  the  ground- 
hog. I  d  shove  myself  out  of  the  coach  and 
come  up  out  of  the  hole.  If  I  saw  my 
shadow  I  sort  of  felt  I  was  in  the  right 
place.  If  I  didn't,  I  was  sure  that  one  more 
well-meaning  person  had  given  me 
wrong  directions. 

A  dozen  times  a  day  I  broke  through 
the  lines  in  front  of  the  change-makers' 
cage  to  inquire  how  to  get  here  or  there. 


by  Eugene  B.  Bloch 

Usually  I  was  told  that  the  BMT  went 
there  while  I  was  in  an  XYZ  station — or 
some  other  equally  mystifying  set  of 
initials. 

I  gave  up  bothering  the  poor  souls  en- 
gaged in  making  nickels  out  of  dollars. 
They  reminded  me  too  much  of  less  care- 
worn prisoners  I  had  seen  elsewhere 
making  little  ones  out  of  big  ones.  I  made 
up  my  mind  I'd  get  my  information  from 
fellow  passengers  waiting  like  myself  in 
the  stations.  They  at  least  had  some  direc- 
tions to  offer  but  invariably  their  instruc- 
tions always  seemed  to  wind  up  with, 
"But  you'll  have  to  take  the  shuttle  first." 

Once  I  asked  an  intelligent-looking 
bystander  how  to  reach  the  shuttle. 
Imagine  my  confusion  when  he  inquired 
of  me,  Which  shuttle  do  you  want?" 
And  it  took  me  a  whole  day  to  convince 
myself  that  there  was  only  one  shuttle. 

On  one  occasion  I  asked  five  people, 
including  two  day  clerks  in  the  hotel, 
how  to  get  to  a  certain  address  in  the 
Bronx.  They  gave  me  complicated  maps 
and  diagrams.  I  followed  their  directions 
to  the  letter.  The  trip  took  me  more  than 
an  hour.  It  involved  a  long  subway  ride, 
a  change  to  a  surface  car,  and  a  long  walk 
on  foot. 

Leaving  my  destination,  I  spied  an 
elevated  a  block  away.  Curiosity  led  me 
to  it.  More  curiosity  impelled  me  to  take 
it.  To  my  surprise  it  took  me  to  the  door 
of  my  hotel  in  about  twenty  minutes. 

OF  COURSE,  I'm  not  complaining. 
It  all  served  to  give  me  a  bigger 
close-up  picture  of  the  Big  Citv, 
to  intensify  my  fascination  and  to  make 
me  long  to  go  back  again  and  again. 
Every  hour  of  the  day  and  night  brought 
some  new  thrill,  some  new  surprise. 

For  instance,  I  wanted  to  see  the 
Brooklyn  Bridge.  Every  westerner  has 
heard  of  the  Brooklyn  Bridge  since  he 
was  knee  high  to  a  grasshopper.  So  in 
the  morning  of  my  second  day  in  Man- 
hattan I  fortified  myself  with  directions 
and  got  aboard  a  subway  headed  for  the 
bridge. 

Out  in  the  open  and  down  by  the 
river,  I  looked  up  for  my  first  big  glance 
of  Brooklyn  Bridge.  If  it  hadn't  been 
morning  I  d  have  blamed  that  speakeasy. 

I  HAD  COME  TO  SEE  THE  BROOK- 
LYN BRIDGE— BUT  THERE  WERE 
THREE  OF  THEM! 

The  automat  impressed  me  as  a  symbol 
of  New  York.  It  seemed  to  typify  the 
whirl  and  speed  of  the  city's  life.  It  em- 
bodies the  spirit  of  mechanics  and  science 
mixed  together,  to  save  a  second.  And 
what  proved  that  most  to  me  was  when 
the  revolving  dish   holder  in   its  mauso- 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

leum-like  crypt  spun  around  before  I 
could  extricate  my  lemon  pie,  leaving  me 
holding  a  plate  of  naked  crust  and  look- 
ing longingly  at  a  mass  of  custard  and 
cream  jammed   inside  the   glass. 

THE  night  clubs.  Out  West  we  regard 
them   as  cross-sections  of  New  York, 
as  habitats  of  New  Yorkers — the  only 
places    to    find    genuine    Gothamites    in 
captivity.  So  I  spent  night  after  night  in 
these  clubs  of  the  night  looking  for  New 


a  mild  despair 

by  Gabriel  Ondeck 

My  candle  burned,  as  Edna's  would, 
At  both  ends,  fore  and  aft — 
It  burned  as  brightly  as  it  could, 
But  friend  and  foe  just  laughed, 

For  though  they  saw  the  lovely  flame — 
How  hard  it  was  to  handle — 
They  thought  it  all  was  just  a  game, 
And  hardly  worth  the  candle. 

Yorkers.  But  all  I  found  was  disappoint- 
ment and  cover  charges.  As  soon  as  I'd 
fix  my  attention  at  a  table  of  manhattans 
(meaning  people,  not  drinks)  I'd  hear 
one  of  them  remark  to  the  other,  "What 
a  kick  the  folks  back  home  would  get  out 
of  this." 

Maybe  there  are  secret  night  clubs 
frequented  only  by  New  Yorkers  with 
a  pass  word  or  a  grip.  If  there  are  I 
couldn't  find  them. 

I  also  found  New  York  to  be  like  a 
hundred  little  cities  all  thrown  together 
into  one.  And  a  person  in  one  of  the 
little  cities  never  seems  to  get  outside 
into  another.  The  fellow  who  lives  in 
New  York  is  like  a  cow  staked  out  at 
pasture — both  keep  within  the  radius  of 
the  rope  that  circumscribes  their  world. 

I  met  many  seasoned  inhabitants  who 
once  upon  a  time  had  migrated  from  San 
Francisco.  "What's  Jones  doing?  '  they'd 
ask  me,  He  came  to  New  York  about 
the  same  time  I  did — fifteen  years  ago." 

"What,  you   haven't  seen  him  lately, 
I'd    ask    in   surprise.   "I  dined  with   him 
last  night.' 

"Say,  I  haven't  seen  him  in  ten  years, 
I    was   told  invariably.  "He  works  way 
over  by  Times  Square. 

Maybe  some  enterprising  westerner, 
some  day,  will  start  an  information  bureau 
in  New  York  to  advise  transplanted  San 
Franciscans  that  two  old-time  buddies 
are  working  across  the  street  from  each 
other.  At  least  it  would  spare  visiting 
San  Franciscans  the  bother  of  giving 
New  Yorkers  a  lot  of  information  about 
other  New  Yorkers  and  give  the  green- 
horn visitors  more  time  to  get  lost  in  the 
subways. 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


15 


Ourselves  and  Others — As  seen  on  the  Ferry  boats  each  day — caricatured    by   Antonio  Sotomayor 


16 


Gabrielle  Chanel 

by  Sylvia  Lyon 

SHE  sits  there,  nearly  every  afternoon, 
at  the  top  of  her  stairs  in  the  Rue 
Cambon.  Her  small,  strong,  nervous 
hands,  bearing  a  few  clustered  cabuchons 
sternly  set  without  diamonds,  are  clutched 
about  her  knees.  Her  clever  head,  her 
dark  hair  shadowing  her  deepset  brown 
eyes,  the  heavy  eyebrows  that  never  were 
plucked,  her  upturned  nose,  her  thin 
determined  mouth  above  her  courageous 
chin,  is  thrust  forward,  looking  down 
over  her  collection  en  parade.  Her  broad 
shoulders,  small,  wiry,  supple  body  are 
covered  in  what  is  usually  a  jersey  sports 
tailleur,  from,  I  presume,  Chanel. 

Surrounding  her  every  afternoon  is  her 
little  court:  Lady  Abdy,  Mrs.  Fred  Bate, 
the  Comte  Etienne  de  Beaumont,  which 
is  not  surprising,  because  they  work  for 
the  House  of  Chanel.  There,  too,  backed 
by  slender  repetetive  mirrors,  sitting  on 
the  beige  carpeted  stairs,  are  the  Duchesse 
de  Gramont,  nee  Ruspoli,  Colette  the 
novelist,  Sem  the  caricaturist,  the  first 
Madame  Jose-Maria  Sert,  the  famous 
"Misia"  who  was  the  friend  of  Proust, 
Mallarme,  Mirbeau. 

To  her  two  thousand  employees, 
Chanel  is  "Mademoiselle,"  and  some  day 
I  think  she  will  go  down  in  history  as 
another  "Grande  Mademoiselle  de  la 
France."  To  her  friends,  for  the  Parisian 
public  to  whom  she  is  a  charming  but 
worldly  legend,  she  is  "Coco." 

EVERY  morning  at  ten  o  clock,  she 
leaves  her  own  house  in  the  rue  du 
Faubourg  St.  Honore,  to  drive  in  a 
Rolls  to  the  establishment  in  the  rue 
Cambon,  the  house  she  started  only  after 
the  War.  Then  she  made  only  hats.  Un- 
known in  Paris,  she  evoked  success  by 


charging  three  times  as  much  as  any  other 
modiste.  She  next  introduced  the  first 
knitted  or  jersey  sport  clothes  ever  made 
in  Paris.  The  house  now  spreads  over 
several  buildings  on  both  sides  of  the  rue 
Cambon 

During  the  days  of  designing,  of  making 
ready  each  new  collection,  she  lunches 
in  her  bureau.  She  is  the  "Tote  of  the 
Princesse  Marthe  Bibesco's  "Noblesse  de 
Robe."  When  the  Princess  said  that  she 
was  an  artist,  Chanel  said,  No,  I  am  the 
contrary.  An  artist  paints  a  picture  that 
will  not  be  understood  at  first,  and  will 
be  appreciated  in  a  hundred  years.  I 
design  a  dress  that  will  be  appreciated  at 
once,  and  which  in  six  months  will  look 
ridiculous." 

HER  residence  faces  the  Faubourg  St. 
Honore.  where  her  living  quarters 
are  approached  by  the  customary 
Parisian  court.  The  great  salons  are  filled 
with  magnificent  Louis  XIV  furniture, 
Greek  sculpture  and  flowers,  and  open 
onto  a  terrace  descending  to  a  garden 
that  sweeps  back  to  the  Avenue  Gabriel. 

There  is  no  dining  room.  The  table  is 
set  at  right-angles  against  one  wall  of  the 
library.  On  the  table  is  chaste  crystal, 
modern  silver,  plain  ivory-colored  porce- 
lain stamped  with  the  simple  twined 
"C's"  that  seem  in  their  authority,  to  sug- 
gest the  Caesar  of  the  couture. 

Sometimes  she  lunches  at  the  Ritz, 
Cambon  side.  It  is  regrettable  that  she 
lunches  there  so  rarely,  so  amusing  it  is  to 
see  the  way  in  which  the  most  sophisti- 
cated people  stare  at  her,  perfectly  pop- 
eyed.  She  does  not  go  out  in  public  very 
much,  unless  it  is  to  a  concert  or  ballet. 
She  prefers  dining  with  friends  at  home. 
She  gives  wonderful  parties. 

One  day  I  was  lunching  with  her  in  the 
Ritz  grill,  in  company  with  the  Princesse 
Lucien  Murat.  "How  on  earth,"  Madame 
Murat  asked  her,  "can  so  many  French 
women  pay  your  prices?  I  have  often 
wondered  that  myself,"  said  Chanel,  but 
they  do."  ".  .  .  Have  you  ever  thought  of 
retiring?"  .  .  .  "Yes,  until  I  enter  the  shop 
and  realize  that  two  thousand  people  are 
dependent  on  me. 

Her  voice  is  low,  deep,  her  conversa- 
tion is  fluid,  intense  in  its  expression,  with 
the  rich  natural  vocabulary  of  culture,  not 
of  cultivation. 

A  LITTLE  girl  of  village  stock,  (and  so 
was  Jeanne  d'Arc)  the  only  music 
she  ever  heard  was  that  played  by 
a  regiment  stationed  at  Compiegne.  And 
Stravinsky  has  given  all  his  manuscripts  to 
her.  She  has  a  quick,  malicious,  in  the 
French  meaning,  sense  of  humour.  I  had 
told  her  that  a  certain  dressmaker  in  finan- 
cial difficulties  had  been  offered  a  loan  of 
ten  million  francs  by  a  capitalist,  provid- 
ing that  he  would  give  a  job,  at  a  salary  of 
five  hundred  thousand  francs  a  year,  to  a 
girl  friend.  "A  very  good  idea,"  said 
Chanel,  "and  then  in  a  few  years  he  will 
have  all  his  money  back. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

She  does  a  great  deal  of  good,  and 
will  never  discuss  it. 

But  she  helps  poets,  musicians,  artists  in 
such  a  manner,  like  a  prince  of  the  Renais- 
sance, that  soon  Tout-Paris  knows  all 
about  it.  (If  you  mention  this  to  her,  she 
merely  shrugs  her  shou'ders.)  To  help  an 
artist  does  not  mean  pity,  she  tay  in  self- 
defense.  So  she  will  give  to  an  artist,  pro- 
viding he  or  she  works  hard  and  has 
genuine  talen',  (and  her  judgment  is  ault- 
less)  a  little  house  in  the  country,  or  an 
automobile,  or  some  other  mean;  of  im- 
proving his  talent,  his  health  or  his  spirits. 

But  few  people  know  that  she  supports 
an  entire  insane  asylum  in  tne  province, 
having  rebuilt  the  place  so  that,  for  crea- 
ture conveniences  and  comfort,  and 
kindly  medical  care,  the  institution  has  no 
peer  in  France. 

She  has  two  coun  ry-houses,  one  at 
Cap  Mart  n,  the  other  in  the  Landes.  On 
the  latter  esta'.e  she  has  built  a  separate 
house,  staffed  with  an  excellent  cook  and 
household  servants.  Here  al  he  em- 
ployees from  midinettes  to  stenographers 
take  their  holidays  in  turn. 

WHEN  Chanel  gives  a  party  at  her 
town  house,  all  her  women 
guests  tactfully  wearChanel  neck- 
laces. But  "Coco"  wears  her  pearls. 

She  has  never  marr  ed.  When  she  e- 
fused  to  marry  the  Duke  of  Westminster, 
she  gave  as  her  reason  that,  whereas  by 
marrying  him  she  would  become  his  third 
Duchess,  by  remaining  single  there  would 
always  be  but  one  Gabrielle  Chanel. 
Sometimes  she  finds  great  amusement  in 
writing  her  ideas  on  fashion  for  American 
magazines. 

She  has  a  keen  sense  of  social  values 
and  is  utterly  independent. 

She  reminds  me  a  little  of  Francois 
Villon,  because  she  comes  from  the 
people,  because  she  is  a  gentleman,  and 
because  she  is  a  robber.  To  paraphrase 
the  title  of  Crommelynck's  play,  I  would 
call  her  "La  Coco  Magnifique." 

There  is  something  very  feminine  about 
her,  she  is  "tres  femme"  but  not  the  least 
female.  There  is  something  maternal  about 
her,  and  her  art,  her  business,  is  her  child. 
She  regards  it  rather  like  a  proud  but 
re.icent  mother,  not  really  very  astonished 
that  it  has  grown  up  the  way  it  has: 
because  she  has  given  her  best  to  it,  has 
taken  very  good  care  of  it,  and  it  is  hers.  . 

She  is  a  darling. 


The  personal  account  of 
a  genius  of  Paris  written 
by  a  San  Franciscan  now 
living  in  Paris. 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 

THIS  has  been  a  good  month  theatri- 
cally for  San  Francisco.  And,  judging 
from  the  size  of  the  audiences  crowd- 
ing the  Columbia  and  Geary  and  Curran 
it  has  been  a  good  month  for  the  theatre. 
All  of  which  is  extremely  heartening  in 
the  face  of  Mr.  George  Bernard  Shaw's 
surrender  to  the  talkies  and  his  delivery 
of.  a  sinister  prophecy  over  the  alleged 
corpse  of  the  legitimate  drama.  We  are 
not  one  who  thinks  that  the  speaking 
stage  is  doomed  but  that  is  neither  here 
nor  there.  Perhaps  our  wish  is  father  to 
our  thought  for  we  have  yet  to  see  a 
company  of  shadows  on  a  screen,  even 
talking  shadows,  who  can  take  the  place 
of  real  flesh  and  blood. 

THE  greatest  thrill  for  San  Francisco 
audiences  was  undoubtedly  the  ap- 
pearance of  Katherine  Cornell  at  the 
Curran.  This  was  Miss  Cornell's  first  bow 
to  the  Pacific  Coast  and  her  fame  as  an 
actress  had  preceded  her,  with  the  result 
that  the  town  flocked  at  her  offering. 
One  never  can  tell  about  the  dear  public. 
In  Miss  Cornell's  case  it  crowded  to  see 
her  primarily  because  she  was  a  novelty, 
whereas,  last  year  it  stayed  away  from 
Helen  Hayes  because  it  declared  that 
"it  didn't  know  her."  Of  course  there 
are  other  factors.  "The  Dishonored 
Lady" — it  should  have  been  called  "The 
Dishonorable'  Lady" — is  an  old-time 
play  of  a  type  that  always  catches  the 
public.  If  you  think  that  melodrama  has 
gone  out,  go  and  see  it.  It  is  old- 
fashioned,  of  course,  only  in  spots.  For 
melodrama  moves  along  with  the  rest  of 
the  world.  Its  most  old-fashioned  moment 
was  when  the  vi  I  Ian  writhed  on  the  floor 
in  his  death  agony  and  the  dishonored 
lady  spit  insults  and  gloatings  between 
her  teeth  at  him.  In  fact,  this  was  so  old- 
fashioned  that  Miss  Cornell  could  not 
rise  above  it.  She  ranted  with  the  best  of 
them  and  we  are  not  forgetting  Mrs.  Les- 
lie Carter  in  "The  Heart  of  Maryland," 
either.  But  there  wasn't  anything  else  to 
do  with  lines  like  that  .  .  .  The  second 
most  antiquated  scene  was  just  before  the 
writhings,  when  the  passionate  Jose 
dictated  a  letter  for  his  prospective  bride 
to  write  to  her  other  fiancee.  Making 
trembling  women  write  letters  is  very  old 
theatre.  The  only  thing  that  gave  this 
moment  second  place  was  the  fact  that 
it  was  done  in  conversational  tones. 
Gloatings  in  a  passionate  voice  may  have 
been  O.K.  when  the  scene  was  laid  in  a 
four-story  residence  set  in  a  block  of 
lawn  such  as  flourished  thirty  years  ago, 
but,  today,  when  every  word  that  one 
utters  can  be  heard  not  only  in  the  apart- 
ment next  door  but  in  every  apartment 
opening  on  a  light  well  gloatings  by  a 
murderess  are  indiscreet  to  say  the  least. 
But  perhaps  these  lapses  are  trivial  in 
the  face  of  so  many  modern  touches 
which  the  author  has  put  into  the  play. 
The  heroine,  if  we  can  call  her  that,  was 


17 


SPOTLIGHT 


certainly  modern  enough,  until  she  fell 
in  love.  She  was  a  child,  to  be  exact,  of 
the  Green-Hat  era.  In  fact,  we  strongly 
suspect  that  she  was  just  another  one  of 
the  "rotten  Marshes."  There  was  no 
happy  ending,  either,  in  this  melodrama, 
in  the  common  acceptance  of  the  term. 
It  would  have  been  easy  enough  to  have 
married  off  Madeline  Cary  to  any  number 
of  men  but  the  author  remained  firm.  He 
even  scorned  death  by  arsenic  for  the 
lady,  although  we  are  sure  there  was  a 
good  supply  in  the  house.  But  whatever 
the  play's  shortcomings  along  purely  artis- 
tic lines,  it  made  up  for  them,  by  a  corking 
first  scene  to  the  last  act.  Here  the  situa- 
tion was  tense,  it  was  restrained,  it  was 
skillfully  worked  up.  And  Miss  Cornell 
showed  what  her  real  quality  was  when 
she  was  given  the  proper  material. 

As  far  as  we  are  concerned,  the  play 
should  have  ended  with  that  first  scene. 
We  would  have  been  satisfied  to  have 
had  the  final  curtain  fall  on  the  exit  of  the 
lady  in  figurative  hand-cuffs.  Several 
corking  plays  have  had  such  an  ending — 
"John  Ferguson"  and  "Jealousy"  to  men- 
tion two.  The  ending  to  "The  Dishonored 
Lady"  was  on  a  par  with  the  ending  of 
"Craig's  Wife."  Except  that  we  felt  very 
much  more  hopeful  about  the  ultimate 
happiness  of  the  dishonored  lady. Mur- 
deresses have  so  many  avenues  of  escape 
these  days. 

As  we  watched  Miss  Cornell  we 
couldn't  help  wishing  for  a  play  that 
would  give  her  talents  real  scope.  We 
speculated  on  what  she  could  do  with 
"Hedda  Gabler."  And  even  the  spectre 
of  Lady  Macbeth  rose  up  to  tease  us. 
"The  Dishonored  Lady"  is  excellent 
entertainment  but  it  doesn't  strike  deep. 
The  audience  enjoyed  it  but  their  com- 
ments proved  that  they  did  not  take  it 
seriously.  We  didn't  hear  a  sniffle  nor  see 
a  furtive  tear  brushed  away  during  the 
entire  three  acts.  But  that  may  have  been 
because  the  people  out  in  front  didn  t 
care  much  what  became  of  a  lady  who 
deliberately  choose  a  crooked  path  when 
she  had  so  many  legitimate  reasons  for 
going  straight. 

IN  SPITE  of  a  war,  in  spite  of  economic 
impotence,  in  spite  of  a  shattered 
Austrian  Empire,  Vienna  still  seems  to 
be  the  favorite  locale  of  a  playwright 
bent  on  turning  out  a  play  dealing  with 
delicate  and  charming  assignations. 
"Candle  Light"  is  called  a  "harlequinade 
in  fhree  acts"  by  its  Viennese  author, 
Siegfried  Geyer.  But  after  passing  through 
the  British  hands  of  P.  G.  Wodehouse  it 
becomes  a  champagne-supper  comedy  of 
Mayfair.  Indeed,  we  are  quite  sure  that 


by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


Prince  Rudolf  hasn't  a  drop  of  pompous 
Teutonic  blood  in  him.  His  sense  of 
humor  is  100  per  cent  British,  as  is  the 
humor  of  his  valet. 

We  went  to  the  Geary  theatre  all  agog 
to  see  Alan  Mowbray  and  Reginald 
Owen  doing  team  work  and  we  were 
not  disappointed.  They  ought  to  hook  up 
for  life  in  the  fashion  of  a  vaudeville 
team. 

Eugenie  Leontovich  gave  a  baffling 
performance  of  Marie.  We  mean  that  all 
during  the  play  we  were  trying  to  make 
up  our  mind  whether  her  accent  was 
natural  or  assumed.  There  were  moments 
when  it  seemed  too  good  to  be  natural 
and  there  were  other  moments  when  it 
seemed  equally  too  good  to  be  assumed. 
She  made  her  points  charmingly  and 
acted  with  spirit  but  we  feel  that  this 
play  is  not  the  measure  of  her  talent.  She 
may  be  a  great  actress  and  she  may  not. 

We  found  one  flaw  in  the  play.  So 
nonchalant  and  sophisticated  a  valet  as 
Josef,  or  at  least  so  nonchalant  and 
sophisticated  a  valet  as  Alan  Mobray 
made  him,  would  scarcely  have  had  to 
appeal  to  his  employer  for  instructions 
in  the  gentle  art  of  love  making.  We  felt 
all  the  time  that  he  was  much  more  compe- 
tent along  these  lines  than  the  Prince. 
But,  after  all,  maybe  he  was  just  being  the 
perfect  valet  and  letting  his  master  play 
at  being  superior.  The  fact  of  the  matter 
is  that  we  suspect  that  the  author  had  a 
hard  time  keeping  the  last  act  afloat  and 
the  device  of  having  Josef  read  his 
declarations  of  passion  from  a  sheet  of 
paper  helped  to  give  an  extra  ten-minute 
diversion.  Akim  Tamiroff  did  a  capital  bit 
as  a  waiter  and  Eden  Gray  looked  so 
lovely  that  we  couldn't  help  wishing 
there  was  more  of  her,  or  perhaps  we 
should  be  less  ambiguous  to  say  that  we 
wish  she  had  more  of  a  part.  All  of  which 
shows  what  a  tricky  language  English  is. 
She  did  what  she  had  to  do  charmingly 
even  to  her  costuming  of  the  part. 

WE  SEE  that  a  talkie  of  "The  Birth 
of  a  Nation"  is  scheduled  to  fol- 
low "Candle  Light"  at  the  Geary 
Theatre.  We  are  one  of  the  few  Ameri- 
cans in  captivity  who  escaped  seeing  this 
screen  success  in  its  original  and  silent 
form.  Now  we  are  wondering  whether 
to  hold  out  and  be  unique  or  succumb  to 
curiosity  and  go  to  the  new  rendering. 
The  heights  are  often  lonely  so  we  may 
decide  to  go.  Our  other  record  is  never 
having  read  "Uncle  Tom's  Cabin."  After 
all  that  ought  to  be  record  enough  for 
any  American. 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


SAN  FRANCISCO  is  destined  to  be 
the  art  center  of  the  West — America 
— the  world!"  Such  a  statement  in  one 
of  its  varying  forms  is  heard  from  time  to 
time,  the  scope  of  the  stated 
supremacy  depending  largely  on  the 
degree  of  self-hypnosis  into  which  the 
hopeful  prophet  has  worked  himself.  But 
it  is  not  alone  today  that  such  a  statement 
is  made.  I  have  an  idea  that  similar  hopes 
have  been  expressed  from  the  very  be- 
ginning of  the  short  history  of  our  city — 
furthermore  I  have  a  meek  suspicion  that 
similar  statements  have  been  made  on 
occasion  in  each  and  every  city  that  at 
some  time  or  other  has  received  a  be- 
queathed array  of  pictures  or  solemnly 
implanted  the  cornerstone  of  a  museum. 

Not  that  San  Francisco  may  not  have  a 
sounder  right  to  such  prophecy  than  many 
other  localities,  and  not  that  I  wish  to  dis- 
courage those  who  would  work  to  make 
San  Francisco  realize  the  highest  artistic 
ambitions,  but  that,  the  statement  being  as 
common  as  it  is,  I  would  deride  it  as  un- 
trustworthy and  not  a  thing  about  which 
to  feel  complacent. 

Poking  a  finger  into  the  somewhat  dusty 
attic  of  local  art  traditions  one  finds  little 
dependably  recorded  fact.  What  has 
been  written  about  San  Francisco  art  has 
largely  been  of  the  eulogistic  sort  that  is 
scarcely  reliable.  To  convince  you  that 
this  is  not  merely  a  suspicious  attitude,  let 
me  call  your  attention  to  the  nationwidely 
distributed  accounts  of  the  recent  Na- 
tional Sculpture  Exhibition  which  was 
heralded  variously  as  the  "Greatest  Sculp- 
ture Exhibition  Ever  Held,"  "heralding 
an  art  revival,"  "proving  the  city's  love  of 
the  beautiful,"  et  cetera.  Reading  those 
blurbs  thirty  or  fifty  years  later,  would 
they  reconstruct  anywhere  near  an  ac- 
curate picture  of  that  great  mass  of  stone, 
bronze  and  plaster  which,  while  being 
the  largestaggregation  of  sculpture  pieces 
on  record,  could  well  have  been  boiled 
down  to  one  gallery  of  things  produced 
within  the  fifteen  years  since  the  1915 
Exposition  or  to  an  even  smaller  gallery  of 


song  without  rancor 

by  Sydney  Kins  Russell 

I  can  forgive  your  tongue's  persistent  clatter, 
Your  lack  of  anything  approaching  tact, 
I  can  condone  your  mad,  insensate  chatter, 
The  fiction  that  you  choose  to  blend  with  fact. 

Your  tepid  wrath  and  your  transparent  coolness 
The  phrases  you  rely  on  to  abuse  me, 
But  damned  if  I  can  overlook  your  dullness 
Now  that  you  cease  to  startle  or  amuse  me! 


the  pieces  really  significant  in  American 
sculpture? 

Personal  reminiscences,  while  much 
more  romantic,  are  comparably  inaccurate. 
If  you  have  ever  discussed  an  event  of 


The  Glorious  Past 


The  First  of  a  Series  of  Discussions  of 
Art  Tradition  and  Contemporary  Trends 

by  Aline 


Kistl 


er 


your  childhood  or  youth  with  someone 
who  shared  your  experience,  you  will 
recall  your  opinion  of  his  veracity.  Mem- 
ories inevitably  are  sugar  coated  or  aloes 
dipped  according  to  individual  experi- 
ence. I  should  quite  expect  Emil  Carlsen 
who  struggled  and,  so  they  say,  almost 
starved  during  his  early  days  in  San  Fran- 
cisco to  be  much  less  complimentary  to 
the  city's  art  response  of  the  late  80s  than 
Charles  D.  Robinson  whose  work  was 
well  received  at  that  time — and  yet  it  is 
impossible  to  say  that  Carlsen's  version 
would  be  the  more  accurate  just  because 
it  is  not  rosy. 

One  must  be  content  to  outline  the 
plausable  history  of  art  in  San  Francisco 
with  but  slight  recourse  to  written  effu- 
sions and  detailed  reminiscences. 


THERE  is  little  to  be  gained  by  looking 
for  artistic  roots  before  1860  except 


to  acknowledge  the  fact  that  the  suc- 
tion of  the  mining  town  drew  into  its 
vortex  people  of  the  usual  variation  of 
culture.  The  Spanish  heritage  was  small 
indeed  except  that  there,  at  least,  one 
encountered  a  certain  amount  of  leisure 
with  its  accompanying  appreciation.  The 
itinerant  portrait  painters  from  Spain  or 
elsewhere  that  visited  the  haciendas  have 
left  nothing  of  artistic  worth.  The  earliest 
picture  preserved,  now  in  the  de  Young 
Memorial  Museum,  is  of  sentimental 
rather  than  artistic  value.  Its  preservation 
and  the  existence  of  a  few  other  paintings 
from  a  slightly  later  period  indicate  less 
that  the  Spanish  were  "patrons  of  art" 
and  more  that  they  were  human  and  liked 
to  be  flattered  as  do  we  all. 

The  mining  town  period  brought 
some  paintings  into  San  Francisco 
— but  it  started  no  more  of  an  art 
tradition  than  would  the  bar-room 
or  bedroom  canvases  of  any  other 
mining  town.  It  is  obvious  that  pic- 
tures should  be  brought  to  the 
booming  town  to  add  to  the 
"luxury"  of  certain  places.  It  is  also 
obvious  that,  having  been  brought, 
they  should  be  hailed  as  "master- 
pieces." And  it  is  not  altogether 
just  to  blame  second  and  third  gen- 
eration owners  for  accepting  the 
time-established  opinion  of  original 
owners. 
It  is  easy  to  trace  the  heritage  of  pride 
felt  in  the  elaboratepainting,"  Samsonand 
Delilah,"  once  the  treasure  of  the  Bank 
Exchange,  which  reached  the  de  Young 
Museum  by  way  of  the  Frank  Haven  col- 


lection. But  we  must  remember  also  the 
fact  that  no  possible  number  of  years  can 
change  the  flavor  of  a  thing  which  even  in 
its  heyday  failed  to  find  favor  with  the 
discriminating.  Record  still  exists  of  Mark 
Twain's  apt  jibe  which  might  as  well  have 
been  written  yesterday  as  over  forty  years 
ago. 

I  doubt  whether  any  sophisticate  of 
today  could  comment  on  the  painting  as 
well  to  the  point  as  Mark  Twain  did 
when  he  wrote:  "Now  what  is  the  first 
thing  you  see  in  looking  at  this  picture 
down  at  the  Bank  Exchange?  Is  it  the 
gleaming  eyes  and  fine  face  of  Samson? 
Or  the  muscular  Philistine  gazing  furtively 
at  the  lovely  Delilah?  Or  is  it  the  rich 
drapery  or  the  truth  to  nature  in  that 
pretty  foot?  No,  Sir!  The  first  thing  that 
catches  the  eye  is  the  scissors  on  the  floor 
at  her  feet.  Them  scissors  is  too  modern. 
There  warn't  no  scissors  like  them  in  them 
days!  Not  by  a  damned  sight!!" 

THE  real  influx  of  paintings  began  in 
the  sixties.  With  the  assumption  of 
quick  grown  wealth  and  its  peroga- 
tives  of  luxury  there  was  a  wave  of  im- 
portations that  passed  for  art  and  gave 
San  Franciscans  the  assurance  to  resent 
the  printing  in  the  London  Times  of  an 
article  accusing  San  Francisco  of  indiffer- 
ence to  culture.  Were  not  their  homes 
hung  with  real  European  paintings  and 
punctuated    with    chaste    marbles? 

Simultaneously  there  began  to  be  a  cer- 
tain amount  of  local  art  activity.  Artists 
from  eastern  United  States  arrived  on  the 
scene,  saw  that  the  city  was  good  and 
stayed.  The  first  art  exhibition  on  record 
was  a  group  showing  of  one  hundred  and 
twenty-two  paintings  in  1869.  The  most 
prominent  painters  participating  were 
Thomas  Hill,  William  Keith,  Norton 
Bush,  A.   Bierstadt,  Narjot  and  Moran. 


D 


,URING  the  seventies  and  eighties 
the  era  of  Nob  Hill  mansions 
brought  many  mirrors,  Japanese 
screens  (highly  lacquered),  carved  teak 
objects,  marble  top  tables,  filagree  glass 
cabinets,  brie  a  brae  treasures  and  curios 
to  San  Francisco  and  with  it  came  still 
further  hordes  of  canvases  from  Europe. 
Pictures  were  everywhere  and  here  and 
there  one  found  a  sprinkling  of  land- 
scapes and  portraits  by  artists  working  in 
San     Francisco. 

The  San  Francisco  Art  Association,  the 
one  persisting  formal  factor  in  local  art, 
was  organized   in  1871    and,   in  1874, 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


19 


CRATERS,  MONO  LAKE 


CALIFORNIA  SOCIETY  OF  ETCHERS 

Franz  Geritz 


opened  its  School  of  Design,  the  fore- 
runner of  the  present  California  School  of 
Fine  Arts.  It  is  claimed  that  this  organiza- 
tion in  San  Francisco  antedates  similar  in- 
stitutions in  New  York  and  Boston  and  in 
that  lies  one  of  the  chief  boasts  of  the 
Western  metropolis  when  claiming  a  heri- 
tage of  culture. 

IN  THE  eighties  and  nineties  auction 
rooms  played  the  part  now  taken  by 
commercial  art  galleries.  Duncan's  Auc- 
tion Rooms  were  often  the  center  of  art 
buying — then  came  Morris  and  Kennedy  s 
and  Schussler's  andGump'sand  Vickery  s. 
People  bought  paintings  at  these  places 
at  special  exhibitions  or  auctions — but 
much  of  the  buying  was  done  in  the 
studios  of  the  artists. 

Clustered  in  a  comparatively  small 
Latin  quarter,''  our  same  Montgomery 
street  studio  section,  were  the  studios 
where  the  artists  made  a  practice  of  being 
at  home  to  patrons  and  friends  at  a  certain 
time  each  day.  Then  it  was  the  custom  for 
men  of  wealth  or  position  to  call  on  the 
artists,  going  from  studio  to  studio,  keep- 
ing track  of  new  work  and  purchasing  for 
their  own  enjoyment  those  which  pleased 
them. 

In  those  days  a  picture  was  regarded  as 
a  thing  for  personal  enjoyment,  something 
to  be  bought,  irrespective  of  specific  wall 
space,  and  added  to  one's  collection  of 
things — much  as  books  are  added  to  a 


library.  From  all  indications  the  traffic  in 
paintings  was  far  more  active  then  than 
now.  Paintings  were  bought  for 
themselves  and  the  direct  enjoyment  of 
them  alone.  The  resulting  frame  burdened 
walls  were  dignified  with  the  name  of 
collections''  and  designed  to  make  in- 
terior decorators  scream — but  they  served 
as  a  definite  stimulus  to  the  artists. 

In  those  days  art  was  a  thing  of  moment, 
something  to  be  discussed,  damned, 
praised  and  become  excited  about. 
Reminiscenses  claim  that  there  was  a 
furore  over  the  disappearance  of  Toby 
Rosenthal's  "Elaine''  and  that  the  "whole 
town  was  stirred  up"  by  the  removal  of  a 
poorly  done  statue.  Undoubtedly  there 
were  groups  of  enthusiasts,  then  as  now, 
to  whom  art  is  a  thing  to  be  championed. 
It  would  not  be  hard  today  to  find  a  group 
impulsive  enough  to  wreck  a  monument 
such  as  that  erected  by  and  to  Henry  D. 
Coggswell — even  as,  one  night  forty 
years  ago,  the  stiff  figure,  holding  out  its 
symbolic  glass  of  water,  was  lassoed  and 
swung  from  its  pedestal  to  go  crashing 
into  the  street. 

Today  in  San  Francisco  the  people, 
more  than  the  artists,  are  self  conscious. 
There  may  very  well  be  as  much  better 
painting  and  sculpture  done  here  now 
than  ever  before  but  the  golden  days  of 
general  enthusiasm  are  past.  When  the 
fire  destroyed  the  hordes  of  paintings  it 
blotted  out  a  questionable  though  pic- 


turesque artistic  past  and  in  its  place  has 
developed  a  caution  and  fear  of  indis- 
criminate enthusiasm  that,  except  for  the 
one  highlight  of  the  191  5  exposition,  has 
made  the  artists  sweat  blood  for  every 
ounce  of  response  gained. 

With  Keith  rapidly  becoming  an  hon- 
ored legend,  San  Francisco  can  claim  to 
her  traditions  at  least  five  men  who  have 
worked  with  the  materials  of  the  west 
and,  in  their  honesty,  added  enough  of 
the  substance  that  is  universal  art  to  count 
them  as  forerunners  of  western  distinc- 
tion. Arthur  Putnam  is  dead  but  his  work 
promises  to  live.  Arthur  Mathews,  whose 
finest  mural  paintings  were  destroyed  in 
the  fire,  has  contributed  both  in  accom- 
plishment and  influence.  Francis  Mc- 
Comas  has  attained  a  distinction  that  may 
mark  him  in  California  art  history.  Both 
Xavier  Martinez  and  Gottardo  Piazzoni 
have  truly  worked  with  the  innate  qual- 
ities of  the  soil  and  it  is  possible  that  on 
the  primitive  work  of  these  two  more  of 
the  future  development  will  rest  than  we 
now  realize. 

Yes,  perhaps  it  is  wise  to  boast  of  art 
in  San  Francisco — any  mining  town  that 
produces  half  a  dozen  artists  of  quality  in 
the  first  sixty  years  of  prosperity  has  a 
right  to  look  toward  future  accomplish- 
ment— especially  if  it  has  had  the  grace  to 
wipe  out  its  youthful  indiscretions  with  a 
wholesale  fire  that  leaves  little  of  the  past 
but  romantic  illusions. 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


auserie 


On  French  and  American  realism, 
and  a  word  or  two  about  verse. 


I  THINK  it  is  Margaret  Anderson  who 
tells  the  story  of  a  literary  dinner  in 
Paris  to  which  the  host,  after  much 
effort,  had  induced  both  James  Joyce  and 
Marcel  Proust  to  30.  He  felt  that  these 
great  men,  the  two  writers  who  have 
changed  the  whole  course  of  the  modern 
novel,  should  have  much  to  say  to  each 
other.  But  as  it  happened,  they  had 
nothing  to  say  to  each  other.  Neither  had 
read  the  other's  books.  And  one  can 
readily  see  when  reading  either  of  them 
that  neither  would  be  a  glib  and  scintil- 
lating ornament  for  a  dinner  table.  No 
great  artist  is;  he  puts  all  his  best  into  his 
work,  and  the  man  himself  is  frequently 
what  other  diners-out  call  dull.  I  suppose 
we  can  be  grateful  that  Proust's  fondness 
for  the  haut  monde/  which  might  have 
made  of  him  merely  another  charming 
person,  was  thwarted  by  his  invalidism. 
As  a  result,  there  issued  from  his  cork- 
lined  work-room  the  most  amazing  novel 
of  our  time.  The  various  volumes  of  "A  la 
Recherche  du  Temps  Perdu'  have  been 
appearing  for  several  years  past,  filling  a 
number  of  books  and  causing  even  a 
greater  number  to  be  written  about  them. 
But  Clive  Bell  probably  has  summed  up 
the  series  in  two  sentences  as  well  as 
some  ten  or  twelve  volumes  can  be 
summed  up  so  briefly:  Ala  Recherche  du 
Temps  Perdu'  is  a  series  of  carefully 
planned  explosions  by  means  of  which 
the  submerged  past  is  brought  into  the 
present,  the  deep-sea  monsters  of  memory 
to  the  surface.  The  pursuit,  capture,  and 
exhibition  of  these  is  the  motive  of  the 
book."  It  is  this  pursuit  and  capture  which 
the  reader  of  Proust  finds  either  fascinat- 
ing or  boring  for  by  this  time  everyone  has 
become  (through  the  admirable  transla- 
tions of  Scott  Moncrieff  and  in  rare 
instances  through  the  original  French) 
either  an  ardent  admirer"  or  an  equally 
ardent  detractor  of  Proust.  There  is  no 
middle  ground  where  he  is  concerned: 
either  you  like  him  or  you  don't.  And  you 
may  like  him  even  though  you  realize  the 
truth  of  many  of  the  charges  made  against 
him.  He  is  tedious,-  he  has  no  plot;  he  is 
no  respecter  of  time  sequence.  A  char- 
acter may  now  be  young,  now  old;  now 
male,  now  female.  His  complete  annihila- 
tion of  what  we  had  come  to  think  of  as 
the  technique  of  the  novel  has  caused 
many  of  the  more  conservative  to  froth  at 
the  mouth.  But  it  must  be  borne  in  mind 
that  his  method  is  another  method  entirely 
from  that  of  the  conventional  novel.  "The 


by  Frank  L.  Fenton 

movement  is  as  that  of  an  expanding 
flower  or  insect.  He  exhibits  a  fact:  we 
expect  another  to  succeed  it,  effect  fol- 
lowing cause.  Not  at  all:  the  fact  remains 
suspended  while  we  watch  it  gradually 
changing  its  shape,  its  colour,  its  con- 
sistency. For  fifty  pages  we  watch  the 
process,-  after  which  Proust  proposes 
another  fact,  new  and  seemingly  irrele- 
vant.  Because  very     often    there    is    no 


sonnet 

by  Robert  Hunt 

I  know  no  other  day  will  come  or  go 
Before  forgetting  each  our  separate  way, 
We  part  within  the  earth;  for  light  is  slow, 
And  darkness  quickens  not  the  dreadful 
day. 

No  other  time  will  come.  The  years  will 

roll 
Unceasingly,  but  all  too  brief,  I  know,- 
Nor  will  they  break  the  fusion  of  our  soul, 
But  being  brief  will  slowly  fall  like  snow 
Upon  the  night  to  melt  again  in  Spring , 
For  even  when  insatiate  earth  shall  grow 
And  thrive  upon  our  youth  that  was,  this 

thing 

Intransient,  that  we  think  may  die,  will 

sow 
Itself  unaided  by  our  hands,  and  bring 
Our  life  into  the  very  grave  we  go. 

progressive  relation  we  have  a  sense 
of  being  thwarted.  We  are  annoyed. 
Proustdoesnotget  forward,  we  complain. 
Why  should  he?  Is  there  no  other  line 
of  development  in  the  universe?" 

The  latest  member  of  the  series  to  be 
translated  is  "Albertine  Disparue"  which 
has  been  published  with  the  English  title 
of  "The  Sweet  Cheat  Gone"  (Albert  and 
Charles  Boni).  It  is  the  next  to  the  last  of 
the  entire  novel,  only  "Le  Temps 
Retrouve"  remaining  yet  to  be  translated, 
and  is  the  last  we  shall  have  in  the  excel- 
lent Moncrieff  translation.  His  death 
before  the  completion  of  the  entire  novel 
certainly  is  a  well-nigh  irreparable  loss  to 
those  whose  Proust  must  be  read  in 
English.  "The  Sweet  Cheat  Gone"  is  by 
some  considered  inferior  to  the  other 
books  in  "Ala  Recherche  du  Temps  Perdu" 
because,  why  no  one  knows,  Proust 
neverjgave  it  the  careful  revisions  of  the 
others.  But  Proust  even  at  what  is  not  his 


best  is  undoubtedly  better  than  the  best 
of  most  of  our  modern  writers,  and  in 
The  Sweet  Cheat  Gone"  we  find  again 
the  keen  analysis,  the  remarkable  imagery, 
and  the  faint  flickerings  of  subtle  humor 
that  make  the  earlier  volumes  a  continual 
delight  and  a  source  of  unfailing  wonder. 
While  this  volume  has  perhaps  not  the 
greatness  of  the  others,  it  contains  the 
elements  which  have  caused  someone  to 
compare  Proust's  work  to  the  sea — con- 
tinually in  movement,  backward  and  for- 
ward; changing  color,-  changing  tempo, 
but  universally  encompassing  and  inevit- 
ably true. 

ANOTHER  of  the  half  dozen  or  so 
great  writers  of  our  day  (Some 
time  when  I  have  a  spare  moment  I 
shall  draw  up  my  own  list  of  the  six 
greatest  this,  that,  and  the  other!)  is  also  a 
Frenchman,  Andre  Gide.  His  novel 
L  Immoraliste"  has  long  been  admired  in 
France  and  by  readers  of  French  every- 
where. It  is  only  recently,  however,  that 
a  translation  has  appeared.  "The  Im- 
moralist  (Alfred  A.  Knopf)  is  a  slight 
book  as  far  as  physical  size  is  concerned. 
It  runs  to  only  a  little  over  two  hundred 
pages,  which  compared  to  the  vastness  of 
"La  Recherche  is  no  length  at  all.  But 
there  is  concentrated  here  a  study  of  an 
individual  which  equals  anything  we  find 
in  Proust.  The  method  is  entirely  different. 
Instead  of  the  minute  and  complete 
analysis  of  Proust  we  have  here  a  subtle, 
indirect  method,  almost  entirely  a  method 
of  implication.  The  story  is  of  Michel, 
who  had  never  valued  life  until  he  was 
about  to  die.  The  sudden  realization  that 
life  is  ineffably  sweet  led  him  upon  his 
recovery  to  live  with  an  avidity  that 
swept  everything  before  it.  In  reaction 
from  his  old  life  of  high  intellectual  en- 
deavor in  a  world  of  academic  smugness, 
he  turns  to  experiences  at  first  harmless 
enough,  then  crass,  finally  sinister,  adven- 
tures involving  troupes  of  Arab  boys, 
young  workmen  on  his  estate,  a  friend 
who  is  an  explorer,  and  finally  his  wife 
Marceline.  The  gradual  killing  of  Marce- 
line  is  one  of  the  most  remarkable  bits  of 
modern  fiction — for  Michel  as  certainly 
killed  his  wife  as  if  he  had  cut  her  throat, 
but  he  never  ceased  to  be  the  devoted 
and  thoughtful  husband.  Still  when  Mar- 
celine contracted  the  disease  through 
which  she  had  nursed  him,  Michel  felt  a 
furious  impatience,  a  resentment  at  his  old 
weakness  being  recalled;  and  there 
started  the  amazing,  diabolical  process  by 
which  he  finally  freed  himself  of  this  last 
reminder  of  his  past.  The  book  is  an 
eminently  moral  one,  even  in  the  re- 
stricted Sunday  School  meaning  of  the 
term,  for  it  teaches  a  lesson.  When  Michel 
has  finally  liberated  his  soul,  he  discovers 
that  he  has  also  damned  it.  Certainly, 
"The  Immoralist"  is  not  a  book  to  be  dis- 
regarded. 

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SEPTEMBER,  1930 

THERE'S  a  gay  saying  about  town  that 
San  Francisco  knows  how.  We  seem 
to  be  on  the  verge  of  finding  out  how 
true  this  dear  old  slogan  is.  In  other 
words,  we  mad-cap  San  Franciscans 
from  time  to  time  desert  our  various 
so-called  Bohemian  hideouts  for  those 
adorable  little  houses  one  just  will  bump 
into  on  a  dark  night  when  they  are  set  up 
along  the  sidewalks  during  an  election. 
There  dre  always  no  end  of  jolly 
things  to  vote  about,  and  one  issue  that 
will  raise  its  shaggy  head  to  peer  into  the 
heart  of  San  Franciscans  is  the  Golden 
Gate  bridge  project. 

Any  bridge  issue  in  the  bay  region  is 
an  important  one,  particularly  for  San 
Francisco.  The  reason  for  this  importance 
is  quite  obvious  since  a  rapid  mental  pic- 
ture of  the  peninsula  reveals  the  fact  that 
San  Francisco  is  bounded  on  three  sides 
by  what  is  carelessly  called  a  body  of 
water,  and  a  little  more  accurately  called 
a  geographical  restriction.  The  one  re- 
maining outlet  for  the  city  is  more  or  less 
badly  blocked  by  what  seems  to  be  a 
perfect  series  of  cemeteries  and  one  thing 
and  another.  Consequently,  the  only 
means  of  avoiding  the  inevitable  isolation 
is  by  tossing  bridges  right  and  left  across 
the  bay.  This  would  give  San  Francisco  a 
chance  to  join  hands  with  her  neighbors 
and    at  Mother   Nature  s    expense.   San 


21 


Bridges  to  Cross 


Dealing  lightly  with  a  serious  subject 

by  Constance  Dixon 


Franciscans  in  general  being  the  ready 
laughers  that  they  are,  the  present  leaning 
toward  "bridge  consciousness  will  pro- 
bably grow  by  leaps  and  bounds. 

IT  Is  true  that  there  are  already  a  few 
bridges  in  the  bay  region,  each  playing 
its  part  in  the  prosperity  of  the  whole 
metropolitan  area.  Dumbarton  bridge  has 
perhaps  the  most  direct  bearing  to  the 
city  itself.  However,  one  might  say  that 
Dumbarton  Bridge  is  at  San  Francisco  s 
back  door,  and  while  a  bridge  is  mighty 
useful  if  it  provides  any  outlet  at  all,  still 
the  fact  remains  that  San  Francisco  has 
been  looking  forward  hopefully 
to  the  conquering  of  the  Golden  Gate 
for  a  great  many  years.  One  might  say  that 
the  Golden  Gate  is  a  gate  that  has  never 
been  opened,  and  the  bridge  would  be 
the  key  to  unlock  it.  Not  only  that,  judg- 
ing from  the  estimates  made  by  its  engi- 


A  Bridge  Fantasy 


RALPH   YOU: 


neers  in  regard  to  traffic,  it  would  not 
only  be  a  means  of  opening  the  Gate  for 
bigger  things,  it  would  probably  make  it 
truly  golden. 

As  a  rule,  a  local  government  hesitates 
to  spend  money  on  a  bridge  serving  a  par- 
ticular community  when,  with  the  same 
amount,  highways  serving  a  greater  dred 
could  be  constructed.  But  herein  the 
Golden  Gate  bridge  differs  from  most.  It 
would  not  only  serve  its  immediate  lo- 
cality, it  would  serve  a  whole  coast  and 
be  the  finishing  factor  to  the  Coast  high- 
way now  under  construction.  Traffic  ob- 
servation on  the  Redwood  Highway 
reveals  that  there  is  a  surprisingly  large 
quota  of  Southern  California  motorists. 
If  that  quota  is  large  now,  how  much 
larger  will  it  be  again  when  transporta- 
tion across  the  Gate  sets  in.  And  above 
all,  such  traffic  passing  over  a  toll  bridge 
will  make  the  bridge  pay  for  itself  in  such 
a  short  time  that  it  will  make  our  heads 
swim. 

If  Golden  Gate  is  spanned  it  will  break 
down  the  biggest  barrier  that  San  Fran- 
cisco has,  overcoming  a  geographical  re- 
striction that  up  to  now  has  been  one  of 
San  Francisco's  most  pressing  problems. 
Unfortunately,  it  has  been  easier  to  over- 
look the  fact  that  the  Golden  Gate  is 
more  of  a  problem  than  an  asset  for  the 
all  too  simple  reason  that  it  is  always 
easier  to  maintain  a  previously  estab- 
lished viewpoint  than  to  reach  a  new 
one.  Back  in  the  days  of  Yerba  Buena 
(for  your  benefit,  now  a  city  known  as 
San  Francisco)  it  was  true  that  the  Gate 
was  a  decided  asset  since  it  provided  a 
quiet  harbor  for  sailing  vessels.  Only  for  a 
comparatively  short  time  has  San  Francisco 
been  large  enough  to  be  threatened  by 
eventual  suffocation  through  the  geograph- 
ical impossibility  of  expanding  but,  inci- 
dentally, there  is  no  longer  any  really 
urgent  need  to  worry  about  the  safety  of 
sailing  vessels.  As  a  matter  of  fact,  we 
haven  t  been  aware  of  any  worry  about 
sailing  vessels  for  the  greater  part  of  our 
lifetime.  The  old  attitude  becomes  some- 
what unnecessary,  if  not  downright  ridic- 
ulous and  no  bones  made  about  it. 

HARBOR-CONDITION  set  gently 
to  one  side,  it  becomes  more  or  less 
apparent  even  to  the  semi-conscious 
that  San  Francisco  has  to  start  talking 
bridges  in  earnest.  Why  any  city  of  the 

Continued  on  page  28 


22 


Henry  George 


Prophet  of  the  Single  Tax  Theory, 
Preventer  of  Poverty. 

by  Zoe  A.  Battu 


THUS  far,  in  this  series  of  articles,  San 
Francisco  journalism  has  unfolded  it- 
self as  a  hurly-burly  spectacle  of  street 
fights,  wordy  feuds,  shady  politics,  ques- 
tionable methods,  dubious  ethics,  quickly 
passing  personalities  and  frequent  gun 
play.  But  there  comes  now,  upon  this 
scene,  Henry  George,  one  man  whose 
career  and  final  achievements  attained 
something  more  than  transient  and  doubt- 
ful importance,  although  the  man's  life,  as 
a  whole,  was  marked   by  frustration. 

George  came  to  San  Francisco  as  a 
youth  of  seventeen.  For  several  years  he 
worked  in  the  composing  rooms  of  va- 
rious newspapers.  There  he  picked  up  the 
rudiments  of  reporting  and  editing,  and 
presently  graduated  to  reporting  and  gen- 
eral editorial  work.  He  seems  to  have  had 
a  natural  affinity  for  economic,  political 
and  social  theories,  systems  and  issues, 
and  a  disposition  to  view  them  abstractly, 
ideal istical !y  and  theoretically.  His  read- 
ing, within  the  field  in  question,  was 
wide  and  thorough  and  through  it  he 
gained  a  mastery  of  the  thought  on  his 
favorite  subjects,  produced  in  Europe  or 
America,  in  antiquity,  in  the  Middle 
Ages,  the  Renaissance  and  in  his  own  and 
modern  times. 

Thus  George's  reading,  coupled  with 
his  daily  observations  gave  him  a  keener 
perception  of  the  nature  and  significance 
of  the  political,  social  and  economic  mal- 
adjustments and  abuses,  then  prevalent  in 
the  United  States  and  particularly  in  the 
West,  than  the  average  man  in  public  or 
private  life.  And  Henry  George,  being 
blessed  or  cursed  with  that  peculiar 
mental  quality  which  precludes  the  ac- 
quisition of  any  skill  in  the  art  of  reserva- 
tions or  concessions,  always  spoke  and 
wrote  what  he  perceived  and  thought. 
Such  a  man  is  invariably  more  out  of  a  job 
than  in  one,  and  such  was  the  case  with 
George. 

IN  1865,  when  the  "Daily  Dramatic 
Chronicle"  became  the  "Daily 
Chronicle  George  was  named  as 
managing  editor.  But  he  was  with  the 
paper  only  a  few  weeks,  when  he  and 
Charles  DeYoung  became  involved  in  a 
dispute  over  an  editorial  George  had 
written,  concerning  a  new  Federal  issue 
of  greenbacks.  Rather  than  concede  to 
DeYoung  s  wishes  and  opinions,  George 
resigned  from  what  was  considered  a 
splendid  opening  and  opportunity  for 
the  young  theorist.  There  then  followed 
several  years  of  uncertain,  spasmodic 
employment,  during  which  George 
worked    ford   time  on  the  "Sacramento 


Union,  wrote  magazine  articles  and 
lectured  on  the  ideas,  now  shaping 
themselves  in  his  mind,  upon  which 
he  was  later  to  base  his  famous  Single 
Tax  theory. 

In  1872,  George,  in  partnership  with 
one,  Hinton  and  state  senator,  John  P. 
Jones,  established  the  "San  Francisco 
Evening  Post."  During  its  early  days,  "The 
Post  flourished  and  did  well  financially. 
But  presently  George's  pre-occupation 
with  his  land  tax  theories  caused  him  to 
be  neglectful  of  daily  affairs  and  he  was 
led  into  strange  inconsistencies.  He  was 
persuaded  to  become  a  crusader  against 
the  evils  of  wine  and  cocktails  and  the 
gallant  defender  of  the  ladies  of  the  tem- 
perance forces.  This  move  bewildered 
and  alarmed  his  beloved  "plain  people" 
who  saw  in  their  prophet  but  another 
betrayer  who  would  take  away  their 
beer.  They  cancelled  their  subscriptions 
by  the  hundreds.  Advertising  disappeared 
by  the  page.  Pressed  by  his  partners  and 
diminishing  revenue,  George  abruptly 
abandoned  his  temperance  crusade,  but 
failed  to  regain  the  confidence  of  his 
readers  and  advertisers.  His  partners  had 
been  permanently  alienated,  and  about 
1876  Ml  control  of  "The  Post"  passed  into 
Jones  hands.  George  passed  permanently 
from  daily  journalism.  His  career,  within 
it,  had  been  inauspicious  and  unsatisfac- 
tory and  had  meaning  to  him  only  in  that 
it  yielded  much  in  the  way  of  experiences 
and  observations  that  were  incorporated 
in  his  books. 

GEORGE  now  applied  himself  prin- 
cipally to  writing  his  major  book, 
"Progress  and  Poverty."  He  began 
the  work  in  1877  and  completed  it  in 
1879.  The  book  contains  a  complete  ex- 
position of  the  author's  Single  Tax  theory, 
and  it  becomes  in  order  to  briefly  con- 
sider the  theory  and  the  observations  that 
prompted  it:  as  a  journalist,  George  had 
viewed  the  often  secret,  corrupt  ways  in 
which  railroads  and  other  corporations 
obtained  control  of  vast  areas  of  land  and 
natural  resources  of  timber,  minerals,  oil 
and  so  on.  He  knew,  also,  what  power 
these  monopolies  gave  their  holders,  and 
how  ruthlessly  was  wielded  that  power 
in  state  and  national  legislatures. 

As  an  American  and  dreamer  of  his 
time,  the  possibilities  of  machinery  and 
the  industrial  order  filled  George  with 
awe  and  reverence.  He  saw  develop- 
ment of  the  country  as  a  high  and  holy 
process,  which  would  give  work  and 
prosperity  to  every  man,  education,  op- 
portunity and  wisdom  to  his  children,  and 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

so  inevitably,  produce  a  superior  civiliza- 
tion. 

But  between  theory  and  existing  fact, 
George  was  forced  to  admit  distressing 
discrepancies.  As  wealth  increased,  the 
average  individual  lot  should  have  im- 
proved. Poverty  should  have  decreased. 
Actually,  as  America's  wealth  increased, 
its  poverty  increased.  American  work- 
men obtained  much  higher  wages  than 
European  workmen,  and  had  higher  ma- 
terial standards  of  living,  but  still,  the  in- 
dividual s  lot  remained  hazardous,  men- 
tally and  physically  circumscribed.  For  his 
children,  the  outlook  was  no  better.  The 
small  business  man  might  increase  his 
revenues,  but  he  could  not  increase  them 
rapidly  enough  to  meet  rising  living  costs. 
George  s  remedy  for  these  conditions, 
like  all  good  and  simple  remedies,  went 
back  to  the  land.  Land,  he  reasoned,  is 
the  source  of  the  world's  wealth.  Like  air, 
rain  and  sunshine,  it  is  a  quantity  of  the 
universe,  belonging  to  all  alike.  But  land, 
being  tangible,  lends  itself  to  possession, 
exploitation  and  creation  of  inflated 
economic  values.  Those  people,  controll- 
ing vast  areas  of  land  and  natural  re- 
sources, have,  nine  cases  out  of  ten,  come 
by  them  through  appropriation,  legisla- 
tive concession  or  inheritance,  rather 
than  through  individual  productiveness. 

Generally  only  a  fraction  of  this  land  is 
made  productive  at  one  time.  The  rest  lies 
idle  and  closed  to  him,  who  would 
occupy  and  make  it  productive — that  is  to 
say,  to  use  it  as  a  home,  the  site  of  a  busi- 
ness, yielding  real,  tangible  wealth  in  the 
form  of  agricultural  products,  minerals, 
manufactured  articles  and  so  on.  But  upon 
the  whole  arza,  is  put  an  arbitrary  and 
assumed  value,  derived  from  whatever 
enterprise  occupies  its  fractional  area,  or 
its  potential  productivity.  The  sustaining 
and  creating  of  these  assumed  values  give 
rise  to  land  speculations,  an  evil  from 
which  the  America  of  George  s  day  suf- 
fered grievously.  Furthermore,  small  land 
holders  must  pay  a  tax  in  ratio  to  these 
created  values,  and  find  it  increasingly 
difficult  to  retain  their  holdings  and  rights. 
To  abolish  these  evils  George  pro- 
posed that  there  be  only  one  form  of  taxa- 
tion, a  single  tax  on  productive,  used 
land,  based  upon  its  value,  regardless  of 
improvements.  Under  the  circumstances, 
there  would  be  no  object  in  holding 
idle,  unused  lands,  since  it  would  cost 
the  holder  as  much  as  the  land  he  was 
using.  Thus  idle  lands  would  automati- 
cally be  freed  to  those  who  could  use 
them  productively. 

For  this  theory,  George  put  forth  a 
wealth  of  elaboration,  argument,  history, 
statistics,  and  ways  and  means  of  putting 
it  into  operation.  He  succeeded  in  prov- 
ing to  himself,  at  least,  that  it  would  work 
a  miracle  equal  to  that  of  the  loaves  and 
fishes.  With  his  logic,  he  banished  pov- 

Continued  od  page  42 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


23 


CONCERNING 


MRS.  HUGH  BRADFORD 


MRS.  HUGH  BRADFORD  of 
Sacramento,  President  of  the 
National  Parent-Teacher  Asso- 
ciation, is  representative  of  a  certain 
type  of  interesting  contemporary  woman 
— the  sort  of  university  graduate  who 
has  earned  her  own  living  before 
marriage  and,  after  a  few  years  of 
ordinary  domestic  life,  turned  her 
energies  and  capabilities  to  organiza- 
tion and  work  outside  the  home.  In 
her,  one  has  not  the  modern  business 
woman  but  rather  the  emancipated 
wife.  She  has  retained  her  social  back- 
ground, the  graces  of  the  home,  but 
diverted  her  domestic  assets  into 
channels  of  individual  accomplishment. 
As  Mary  Banning,  she  graduated 
from  the  University  of  California,  an 
honor  student  in  mathematics.  Before 
marrying  her  classmate,  Hugh  Bradford, 
she  taught  a  few  years,  quickly  rising  to 
principalship  of  a  high  school.  Mar- 
riage to  the  young  lawyer,  the  birth  of 
a  son  and  a  daughter,  household  duties 
and  social  activities  occupied  her  at- 
tention for  a  while,  then  her  energies 
were  drawn  to  outside  interests.  The 
Parent-Teacher  Association  in  Sacra- 
mento was  starting  its  work,  bringing 
the  school  and  home  into  closer  co- 
operation. Mrs.  Bradford  joined  the 
group  and  soon  was  assuming  respon- 


sibilities in  keeping  with 
her  executive  ability. 

Mrs.  Bradford  headed 
the  Sacramento  county 
P.T.A.;  was  elected  state 
vice-president;  then  state 
president;  was  appoint- 
ed national  extension 
chairman  and,  this  year, 
was  chosen  national 
president,  the  first  Cali- 
fornia woman  to  head 
this  organization  of  more 
than  two  million  mem- 
bers. Meanwhile  she  has 
reared  her  two  children 
— her  daughter  is  now 
Mrs.  Raymond  Ruffell, 
and  her  son  graduated 
from  the  law  school  of 
the  University  of  Cali- 
fornia last  June — and 
maintained  her  place  as 
one  of  the  most  gracious 
hostesses  at  the  state 
capitol. 

The  most  recent  honor 

given    Mrs.     Bradford    is    her 

appointment    as    one    of   the 

fifty     members     of     President 

Hoover's    Home    Planning 

Commission. 


A 


LL    executives     do    not 

have     a      hobby — at 

least  Samuel  Kahn, 
president  of  the  United  Rail- 
roads of  San  Francisco,  seems 
not  to  have.  But  he  does  in- 
dulge in  interests — golf,  good 
books,  his  two  charming  small 
daughters  who  so  love  to  ride 
that  he  has  their  picture  in 
riding  togs  on  his  desk — and 
is  eager  to  enlarge  his  scope 
of  contact  with  life  and  people 
whenever  opportunity  pre- 
sents. 

His  most  recently  adopted 
interest  was  made  public 
when  he  accepted  the  presi- 
dency of  the  recently  incor- 
porated Galerie  Beaux  Arts. 
This  art  organization,  after 
functioning  as  a  cooperative 
artist  and  lay-patron  club  for 
five  years,  has  turned  to  one 
of  the  outstanding  figures  in 
the  city  to  head  its  business  structure. 
While  Beatrice  Judd  Ryan  will  continue 


as  director  of  the  gallery,  the  finan- 
cial affairs  will  be  in  the  hands  of  a 
group  headed  by  Samuel  Kahn  and  in- 
cluding Alan  Lowry,  Kenneth  Walsh, 
Charles  R.  Blyth,  Ray  Boynton, 
Stafford  Duncan  and  Frank  Van  Sloun. 

This  close  association  with  the  art 
life  of  San  Francisco  is  a  departure  for 
Mr.  Kahn  who,  though  interested  in 
private  acquisition  of  individual  works 
of  art,  has  heretofore  concentrated  his 
energies  in  the  business  world.  He  was 
born  in  Texas,  in  1882,  decided  to 
become  an  engineer,  graduated  from 
Perdue  University  in  1903,  and  within 
a  few  years  deserted  regular  engineer- 
ing for  executive  work  in  which  he  has 
steadily  risen  until,  the  past  six  years, 
he  has  headed  the  largest  privately 
owned  street  car  system  in  the  West. 
He  came  to  San  Francisco  about  six 
years  ago  and  now  resides  in  Hills- 
borough where  his  lively  daughters 
have  full  freedom  of  the  out-of-doors. 


SAMUEL  KAHN 


The  driving  force  of  his  various  interests 
leaves  little  place  for  a  hobby. 


2* 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

ARMOUR-McIXTOSH.  On  August  2,  in  Monte- 
cilo.  California,  Mr.  J.  Stanley  Armour,  son  of  the 
late  Mr.  M.  Cochran  Armour  and  the  late  Mrs. 
Armour,  and  Mrs.  Kenneth  Goad  Mcintosh,  daughter 
of  Mrs.   Warren  H.  Clark  and  the  late  Mr.  Clark. 

BARROWS-STOW.  On  August  21,  in  Berkeley. 
California.  Mr.  Thomas  Nicholas  Barrows,  son  of 
Major-General  and  Mrs.  David  P.  Barrows,  and  Miss 
lane  Cornell  Stow,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  H. 
Stow. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

PEIXOTTO-STEWART.  Miss  Nina  Peixotto, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Edgar  Peixotto  and  the  late  Mr. 
Edward  Peixotto,  to  Mr.  John  Hatch  Stewart,  son 
i>f  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  L.  Stewart  of  Fresno. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Lovejoy  of  Greenwich,  Con- 
necticut, were  entertained  at  dinner  by  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Kyre  Pinckard.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Legh-Jones 
shared  the  honors  of  the  occasion.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Frank  Kennedy  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Burlingame 
Country   Club  for  the  Lovejoys  during  their  visit. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  X.  Wilhoit  of  Hanford  were 
guests  at  the  Cliff  Hotel  for  a  few  days  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Legh-Jones  entertained  at 
dinner  at  their  home  in  Hillsborough  in  honor  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Ernest  Bird  and  Miss  Margaret  Bird  of 
London. 

Mrs.  Clifford  M.  Weatherwax  entertained  at  an 
informal  luncheon  at  her  home  in  compliment  to  Mrs. 
William  Young  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Moore  of  New  York, 
who  were  in  San  Francisco  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis 
for  a  few  days  before  sailing  for  Honolulu  on  the 
Malolo.  Before  arriving  in  San  Francisco.  Mrs. 
Young  and  Mrs.  Moore  were  guests  of  Mrs.  William 
Randolph  Hearst  and  Mrs.  George  R.  Hearst  at  San 
Simeon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Foster  Dutton  entertained  a 
house  partv  that  included  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Algernon 
Gibson.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller  and  their 
son-in-law  and  daughter.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick 
Weida. 

Mis.  John  Haldeman  of  Louisville.  Kentucky,  was 
guest  of  honor  at  a  luncheon  given  by  her  daughter. 
Mrs.  George  Leib  in  Burlingame.  This  month  Mrs. 
Haldeman  will  go  to  Long  Island  to  visit  her  sister, 
Mrs.  Craig  Culbertson. 

Mrs.  George  Gordon  Moore  of  Carmel  was  the 
house  guest  of  Mrs.  Ross  Ambler  Curran  recently. 
Mrs.  Curran  gave  a  dinner  in  Mrs.  Moore's  honor. 

In  honor  of  Mrs.  James  Flood  and  Mrs.  Stetson 
Eddy  of  Boston,  Mr.  John  S.  Drum,  Jr..  entertained 
at  dinner  in  the  Drum  bungalow  atop  the  Hotel 
Fairmont. 

Governor  Lawrence  Judd  of  the  Hawaiian  Islands, 
and  his  brother,  Mr.  Albert  Judd.  also  of  Honolulu, 
were  guests  at  the  Clift  Hotel  during  their  San 
Francisco  visit. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Moore  gave  a  dinner  party  at  the 
Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Herbert  Peet  of  Kansas  City  and  Miss  Carol  Bush 
and  Miss  Emilene  Bush  of  Chicago. 

Mrs.  George  Cameron  gave  a  luncheon  in  honor  of 
Mrs.  William  Randolph  Hearst  shortly  before  the 
latter's  departure  for  her  home  in  New  York. 

Mrs.  B.  C.  Forbes  was  guest  of  honor  at  a  luncheon 
that  Mrs.  Felix  McGinnis  gave  at  the  Menlo  Country 
Club. 

Doctor  and  Mrs.  Tamon  Mayeda  of  Japan  were 
guests  of  honor  at  a  dinner  party  that  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Wallace  Alexander  gave  recently. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

The  visit  of  the  Pacific  Fleet  was  the  occasion  for 
much  entertaining  on  the  peninsula  and  in  town. 
Among  those  who  honered  a  number  of  the  officers 
were  Mrs.  Lewis  Carpenter,  Mrs.  Joseph  O.  Tobin. 
Mr.  Richard  Tobin,  Mrs.  Philip  Patchin,  Mrs. 
Edward  McCauley,  Mrs,  Archibald  Johnson  and  Mrs. 
John  S.  Drum.  A  dance  was  given  at  the  Burlingame 
Country  Club  preceded  by  dinners  given  by  these 
hostesses  and  there  was  also  an  exhibition  tennis 
match  at  the  club  followed  by  a  tea. 

Complimenting  Miss  Elizabeth  Splivalo,  whose 
marriage  to  Mr.  Walter  Baird  is  to  take  place  on 
September  3,  Mrs.  Charles  B.  Page  of  Yallejo  street 
entertained  at  a  bridge  tea. 

Mrs.  Paul  Butte  gave  a  tea  at  her  home  in  Wash- 
ington street  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Leonard  Woolams, 
Mrs.  Woolams  and  her  family  plan  to  go  east  early 
this  month  to  establish  their  new  home  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Kenneth  Walsh  gave  a  dinner  party 
for  eighteen  at  their  home  in  San  Mateo,  the  occasion 
being  in  honor  of  Miss  Harriet  Brownell  and  her 
fiance,  Mr.  George  Pope,  Jr. 

Miss  Agnes  Clark,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Tobin  Clark 
of  San  Mateo,  appeared  at  the  Greek  Theater  in 
Berkeley  with  Mr.  Gunnar  Johansen  in  a  duo-piano 
recital  of  Mozart  numbers.  Following  the  concert, 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  Modeste  Alloo  gave  a  tea  at  their  home 
in  Berkeley  in  honor  of  Miss  Clark  and  Mr.  Johansen. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  G.  Park  gave  an  informal 
buffet  supper  at  their  home  in  honor  of  Miss  Marian 
Clark  and  Miss  Peggy  Fletcher.  The  supper  preceded 
the   third   of  ihe  subscription   dances  given   for   the 


vounger  set  this  summer  at  the  Burlingame  Country 
Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Raymond  Benjamin  and  Miss  Bar- 
bara Benjamin  are  en  route  home  from  their  trip 
around  the  world.  Their  return  has  been  delayed  by 
Mrs.  Benjamin's  illness  in  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Hurtgen  and  Miss  Edith 
Hurtgen  and  Mr.  Charles  L.  Hurtgen  have  returned 
to  town  after  spending  the  summer  with  Mrs.  Xorman 
B.  Livermore  in  Saratoga. 

Mrs.  Adrian  Splivalo  entertained  at  tea  in  honor  of 
her  niece.  Miss  Elizabeth  Splivalo,  the  fiance  of  Mr. 
Walter  Baird. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Warren  Clark  entertained  a  group  of 
the  close  friends  of  Miss  Patricia  Clark  shortly  before 
Miss  Clark  and  her  mother,  Mrs.  Tobin  Clark,  left 
for  the  east  and  Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Georges  de  Latour  are  expected  to 
return  from  abroad  the  latter  part  of  this  month. 

A  surprise  dinner  was  given  for  Mrs.  Rudolph 
Spreckles  by  a  group  of  friends,  who  were  M rs. 
Spreckles'  house  guests  at  her  place  in  Sonoma 
Countv  during  the  summer. 

Mrs.  Frederick  St.  Goar  has  returned  to  her  home 
on  Pacific  Avenue  after  a  two  months'  visit  at  Ben- 
bow. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Redington  have  taken  an 
apartment  in  San  Mateo  until  their  new  house  is 
ready  for  occupancy. 

Miss  Heath  Hamilton  announced  August  30  as  the 
date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  John  C.  Ainsworth  of 
Pasadena.  All  Souls'  Church  in  Palo  Alto  was  chosen 
for  the  ceremony  with  Archdeacon  Noel  Porter  of- 
ficiating. 

Colonel  Laurence  Redington  has  rejoined  Mrs. 
Redington  and  his  family  in  San  Mateo  after  visiting 
with  his  brother,  Mr.  Alfred  Redington  in  Santa 
Barbara. 

Mr.   and   Mrs.    Peter    Beaver  have   returned   home 

after  an  extended  trip  through  Northwestern  Canada. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mark  A.  McCann  entertained  a  group 

ni  friends  at  dinner  and  later  took  their  guests  to  the 

Palo  Alto  Horse  Show. 

Major-General  and  Mrs.  Malin  Craig  are  expected 
to  arrive  in  San  Francisco  shortly.  Major-General 
Craig  is  to  take  command  of  the  Ninth  Corps  Area, 
taking  the  place  of  Major-General  John  L.  Hines. 
U.  S.  A.,  who  is  leaving  in  November  for  the 
Philippines. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Newhall  recently  entertained 
a  group  of  friends  at  the  Newhall  summer  place  at 
Lake  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  H.  Bliss  Rucker  has  returned  to  San  Fran- 
cisco from  Honolulu,  where  she  was  the  guest  of 
Mrs.  Warren  Spieker  at  the  latter's  Waikiki  Beach 
cottage. 

Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  has  returned  from  Santa  Bar- 
bara where  she  occupied  the  William  Slaters'  house 
for  several  weeks. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  O.  McCormick  and  their  family 
have  returned  home  after  spending  a  month  at  Del 
Monte. 

Brigadier-General  and  Mrs.  H.  Conger  Pratt  were 
in  San  Francisco  for  a  few  days  and  occupied  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Paul  Fagan's  apartments  in  the  Hotel  St. 
Francis  while  here. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  F.  B.  Morse  entertained  a  group 
of  friends  recently  at  a  barbecue  at  their  Carmel 
Valley  ranch. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Whittell  have  returned  from 
a  motor  tour  of  the  northern  states  and  Canada. 

Mrs.  Samuel  H.  Boardman  and  Miss  Virginia 
Boardman  have  returned  from  their  Alaskan  trip. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  Pond  and  Mr.  Frederick 
Dohrmann  returned  to  San  Francisco  from  a  trip  to 
New  York,  making  the  journey  by  way  of  the  Canal 
aboard  the  "California." 

Mr.  Russel  Slade  recently  made  an  extensive  tour 
of  the  Northwest. 

Mrs.  Charles  H.  Blyth  visited  for  a  time  at  Hunt- 
ington Lake  Lodge.  The  young  Misses  Blyth  accom- 
panied her. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  C.  Duncan  and  their  children 
and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Roger  Bocqueraz  spent  several 
weeks  recently  at  Weber  Lake  Country  Club. 

Mrs.  William  Ede  entertained  a  group  of  friends  at 

the  fashion  review  tea  given  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis. 

Mr.   and    Mrs.    Thomas    B.    Hunter   have   returned 

from   Salt   Lake  City,   where  they  spent  the  summer 

with   Mrs.  Hunter's  father,  Mr.   Frederick  Hale. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  U.  Chace  have  taken  posses- 
sion of  their  new  apartment  on  Pierce  street. 

Doctor  and  Mrs.  Grant  Selfridge  have  returned  to 
their  home  on  Green  street  after  spending  several 
weeks  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

A  series  of  entertainments  were  given  in  honor  of 
Mrs.  Leonard  Woolams  on  her  return  from  her 
recent  visit  East.  Mrs.  Harold  K.  Faber,  Mrs. 
William  Babcock  and  Mrs.  J.  K.  Armsby  were 
among  those  who  entertained  for  her. 

Mrs.  Elizabeth  Gerberding  has  returned  home  after 
a  visit  at  Clear  Lake  where  she  was  the  guest  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.   Harry  Sears  Bates. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Merrill  and  Miss  Nancy 
Merrill  have  returned  to  their  home  in  Menlo  after 
spending  several  weeks  in  the  southern  part  of  the 
state. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peter  B.  Kyne  recently  spent  several 
weeks  at  Wilderness  Lodge  in  Mendocino  County. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  have  returned  home 
from  their  motor  trip  north.  They  are  at  present 
visiting  with  Mrs.  Bruce's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Andrew  P.  Welch  at  their  home  in  San  Mateo. 


Mrs.  DeLancy  Lewis  entertained  at  luncheon  re- 
cently for  Miss  Janet  Whitman,  the  fiance  of  Mr. 
Douglas  Lewis.  The  luncheon  was  given  at  the  Lewis 
home  in  Atherton. 

Mrs.  Pillsbury  Gibson  has  returned  from  Santa 
Barbara  and  is  at  the  home  of  her  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Horace  D.  Pillsbury  on  Pacific  Avenue. 

Miss  Carol  Lapham  and  Mr.  Lewis  Lapham  gave 
a  large  buffet  supper  dance  at  the  Lapham  home  in 
Palo  Alto.  A  number  of  Mr,  Lapham's  Yale  class- 
mates attended  the  affair. 

Mrs.  George  E.  Bates  is  returning  shortly  from 
Europe  where  she  has  been  traveling  since  April. 

The  third  semi-annual  Flower  Show  of  the  Wood- 
side-Atherton  Garden  Club  was  held  on  August  28. 
Mrs.  Selah  Chamberlain  is  president  of  the  club  and 
Mrs.  Perry  Eyre  was  in  charge  of  the  tea  served 
during  the  afternoon. 

A  smart  gathering  turnet  out  for  Miss  Katherine 
Cornell's  play  "The  Dishonored  Lady."  The  opening 
night  produced  one  of  the  most  elaborate  dressed 
audiences  of  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  S.  Weida  returned  to  their 
home  in  Sumatra  on  August  15.  They  were  exten- 
sively entertained  during  the  months  of  their  visit  in 
San  Francisco. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lloyd  W.  Dinkelspiel  have  been 
spending  the  summer  months  with  Mrs.  Dinkelspiel's 
mother,  Mrs.  I.  W.  Hellman,  in  San  Leandro. 

Mrs.  Charles  Doe  has  returned  to  her  apartments 
at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  after  spending  the  sum- 
mer at  Ben  Lomond. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  Hush  Magee  entertained  at 
a  Sunday  afternoon  tea  in  honor  of  Miss  Claire 
Knight  and  her  fiance,  Mr.  Orra  Hyde,  Jr. 

Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  is  expected  to  arrive  at  her 
home  in   San   Mateo  early  in  the  Autumn. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Murray  Foster  and  their  son  have 
returned  to  town  after  passing  the  summer  on  the 
Truckee  River. 

Mrs.  Helen  Smyth  Rutherford  has  returned  to  San 
Francisco  after  a  visit  in  the  East. 

Mrs.  Frederick  S.  Moody,  Jr.,  entertained  a  small 
group  of  friends  in  honor  of  Miss  Janet  Whitman. 
The  occasion  was  a  luncheon  given  in  Mrs.  Moody's 
apartment  on  Sacramento  street. 

The  Misses  Katherine  and  Frances  Stent  enter- 
tained at  dinner  and  bridge  recently  at  the  Menlo 
Country  Club. 

Mrs.  A.  Wilhoit  of  Stockton  and  her  granddaughter 
have  taken  apartments  at  the  Hotel  Maurice  for  the 
winter. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  Everett  Bee  was  in  Russia  at  last  accounts. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Davis  was  in  Paris  when  last  heard 
from.  Miss  Davis  left  San  Francisco  last  October 
and  she  plans  to  return  home  before  the  winter 
holidays. 

Friends  of  Mrs.  Samuel  Knight  were  interested  to 
learn  that  she  was  in  Genoa  at  the  time  of  the  earth- 
quake. From  Genoa  Mrs.  Knight  went  on  to  Naples. 

Mrs.  Tobin  Clark  and  Miss  Patricia  Clark  are  en 
route  to  Paris  where  they  will  join  Miss  Agnes  Clark. 

SAN   FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  Clarence  Musto  has  been  spending  several 
weeks  in  New  York  and  will  motor  home. 

Mis.  William  Wallace  Mein  and  her  daughter,  Miss 
Dorothy  Mein,  are  passing  a  few  weeks  in  New  York 
before  rejoining  their  family  in  San  Francisco. 

Miss  Janet  Coleman  is  in  New  York,  where  she 
will  spend  several  months  before  sailing  for  the 
Continent. 

Mrs.  J.  B.  Casserly  and  Miss  Marianna  Casserly 
have  been  in  New  York  for  some  weeks  at  the  Plaza. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  Julius  Ochs  Adler  are  being  con- 
gratulated on  the  birth  of  a  daughter.  Mrs.  Adler  was 
the  former  Miss  Barbara  Stettheimer  of  Redwood 
City  and  San  Francisco. 

Allan  Hoover,  son  of  President  and  Mrs.  Hoover, 
was  entertained  at  a  luncheon  party  given  by  Miss 
Helen  M.  Bunting  and  Miss  Georgina  Burk  of 
Stanford.  .     .  . 

Mrs.  George  T.  Marye  and  Miss  Marjorie  Oelnchs 
were  guests  at  the  Ritz  recently.  During  their  sojourn 
in  New  York,  Lieutenant-Commander  and  Mrs.  Wil- 
liam T.  Thomas  arrived   in  New  York  from  Paris. 
SAN   FRANCISCANS  IN   THE   SOUTH  

Doctor  and  Mrs.  Harry  Alderson  will  return  from 
La  Playa  where  they  have  been  passing  the  summer, 
sometime  this  month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  R.  Hearst,  Jr.,  were  recently 
guests  at  El  Mirasol  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mrs.  Ghirardelli-Menefee  recently  visited  for  a 
week  in  Coronado  where  she  was  the  guest  of  her 
brother  and  sister-in-law,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lyle  Ghirar- 
delli. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  Heimann  will  return  from 
Montecito  early  this  month.  During  their  summer 
sojourn  in  the  south  they  ha\e  entertained  extensively. 

Doctor  and  Mrs.  Langley  Porter  recently  visited 
in  Santa  Barbara  for  ten  days. 

Mrs.  Frederick  Pickering  has  been  visiting  with 
her  daughter,  Mrs.  Tenney  Williams  in  Montecito. 
where  Mrs.  Williams  has  taken  a  cottage  for  several 
months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  J.  Fagan  have  moved  to 
Pasadena  where  they  will  make  their  future  home. 
They  have  taken  one  of  the  bungalows  on  the 
grounds  of  the  Hotel  Maryland. 

Doctor  and  Mrs.  Henry  S.  Kiersted  were  in  Santa 
Barbara  recently  and  stayed  at  El  Mirasol  where 
Mrs.  Kiersted's  mother,  Mrs.  Peter  McBean,  now 
makes  her  home.  •«.*«_ 

Mrs.  Bruce  Dohrmann  and  Mrs.  Samuel  Knight 
recently  enjoyed  a  stay  in  the  Montecito  Valley. 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


25 


MAUDE  JAY  WIL50N 


MISS  SALLY  NICKEL 

As  Queen  Hippolyta  in  "Midsummer-Night's  Dream",  Miss  Sally  Nickel,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 

George  Nickel,  made  a  charmingly  personal  contribution  to  the  cause  of  the  Stanford  Convalescent 

Home  for  the  benefit  of  which  the  performance  was  given 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Ready  for  the  Season 


William  A.  Palmer 


Pigskin  Prospectus 

by  Con 

EVERY  football  season  is  inevitably 
preceeded  by  post  mortems,  so  let 
us  pause  for  a  moment  and  survey  the 
ruins.  In  number,  U.  S.  C.  is  the  heaviest 
loser  of  letter-men,  eishteen  of  whom 
will  be  among  the  missing,  including 
eight  regulars.  California  is  next,  having 
lost  fourteen,  including  six  regulars.  Stan- 
ford suffered  more  in  loss  of  quality  than 
quantity,  for  of  the  eleven  letter-men  lost, 
eight  were  regulars  of  exceptional  merit. 

For  the  first  time  in  their  football  history 
the  California  team  will  use  the  shift.  Up 
till  now  Price  has  clung  to  the  Andy  Smith 
system  of  running  all  the  plays  from  fixed 
formation.  This  year  he  will  introduce  a 
modification  of  the  Notre  Dame  shift, 
which  includes  both  the  line  and  back- 
field. 

Jones  will  follow  practically  the  same 
style  of  play  as  last  season,  building  his 
team  around  a  'triple-threater ';  except 
that  he  may  divide  the  responsiblity  of 
ball-carrier  and  use  his  fullback  as  well 
as  the  quarterback. 

With  the  great  '  powerhouse'  combi- 
nation of  Smalling  and  Fleishhacker  gone 
from  the  backfield,  Warner  will  have  a 
hard  time  duplicating  the  punch  his  eleven 
displayed  last  year.  His  lost  letter-men 
have  already  caused  him  plenty  of  worry 
and  it  is  probable  that  "Pop"  will  do  no 
small  amount  of  experimenting  before  he 
strikes  a  combination  that  will  function 
satisfactorily. 

With  the  ghost  of  last  year's  triple  tie 
to  haunt  the  Big  Three,  the  rivalry  be- 
tween them  will  be  stronger  than  ever 
this  year,  and  needless  to  say,  a  repeti- 
tion of  last  season's  results  would  be 
most  unsatisfactory  to  everyone  con- 
cerned. 


CALIFORNIA 


STANFORD 


U.  S.  C. 


REGULARS  AND  IMPORTANT  LETTERMEN  NOT  RETURNING 


Stanley  Barr,  h,  Leland  Eisan,  q,  Ben  Lorn,  H,  'isoh 
Norton,  e.  Joe  Pitto,  g,  Lee  Rice,  h,  RoyRiegels, 
c,  Bert  Schwarz,  g,  Harry  Gill,  g. 


Don  Muller,  e.  John  Preston,  e.  Red  Thompson,  t, 
Ted  Klabau,  t,  "Bull"  Driscoll,  g,  Elwood  Wilson, 
g,  Lud  Frentrup.  h,  Walt  Heineke,  c,  Herb 
Fleishhacker,  q,  Sherman  Crary,  q.  Chuck  Small- 
ing, f. 


Frances  Tappaan,  e,  Cecil  Hoff,  t,  Frank  Anthont,  t, 
Xathan  Barrager.  g,  Clark  Galloway,  g,  George 
Dye,  c,  Russel  Saunders,  q,  Harry  Edelson,  h, 
Tonv  Steponovich,  e,  Jesse  Mortensen,  h,  Jesse 
Hill.  f. 


RETURNING  LETTERMEN  (POSITIONS  TENTATIVE) 


Russ  Avery,  Bob  Bartlett.  Ellis  Thorton,  ends. 
Xick  Bican,  Fritz  Cahn,  Dolph  Timmerman,  tackles. 
Ted   Beckett,  Carl  Handy,  guards. 
Herman    Eickmeyer,    Frank    Medanich,    centers. 
Edwin  Griffiths,   Edward   Kirman,  quarterbacks. 
Clarence  Garrity,  Joe  Hickingbotham,  halfbacks. 
Ralston  Gill,  fullback. 


Carl  Wittenau.  Phil  Neil,  ends. 

Ray    Tandy.    Corwin   Artman.    Dick    Bogue.    tackles. 

Bill   Bardin,   Ray  Dawson,   Pete  Heiser,  guards. 

Perry  Taylor,  Marc  Albertson,  centers. 

Harry   Hillman,   quarterback. 

Phil  Winnek.  Guido  Caglitri,  Bill  Clark.  Phil  Moffit, 

halfbacks. 
Harlow  Rothert,  Bill  Simnkins,  fullbacks. 


Bill  Arbelbide,  "Dutch"  Wilcox,  ends. 

Bob  Hall,  tackle. 

John  Baker,  Jesse  Shaw,  guards. 

Stan  Williamson,  center. 

Marshall  Duffield,  quarterback. 

Marger  Aspit,   Ernie  Pinkert,  halfbacks. 

lim  Musick,  Don  Sahver,  fullbacks. 


OTHER  PROMISING  CANDIDATES 


Price  will  have  15  returning  members  ot  the  1929 
;arsity  squad  besides  his  lettermen,  and  19  frtshmen 
.mineral  winners.  He  is  depending  mostly  on  untried 
naterial  from  the  freshman  team  to  replace  his  stars. 
Com  and  Eisan,  although  Ralph  Seely,  member  of 
iast  year's  varsity  squad,  is  neing  seriously  considered 
lor  Lom's  position. 


Besides  the  13  non-let termen  returning,  Warner 
has  a  wealth  of  material  among  the  1929  "Goof" 
squad  from  which  to  pick,  including  Bill  Doub, 
George  Grey  (conceeded  to  be  the  best  kicker  on 
the  farm  since  Murray  Cuddeback),  "Red"  Hand. 
'Spud'  Hardy,  and  a  dozen  others.  He  also  has  19 
members  from  the  freshman  squad  returning. 


According  to  reports  from  the  Trojan  camp  little 
reliance  is  placed  on  the  non-letter  winners  who 
return,  the  burden  of  expectations  is  placed  upon  the 
freshmen  prospects,  numbering  24,  which  include  the 
sensational  Orville  Mohler.  Kirk  wood,  Armistead, 
Plaehn  and  Brown  are  among  th^  other  members  of 
last  year's  freshman  team  whom  Jones  is  considering 
for  varsity  positions. 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


27 


Schedule  of  Games  Which  In- 
clude California  or  Stanford 


September  21 — at  Stanford 

Stanford  vs.  West  Coast  Army 

September  28 — at  Berkeley 
California  vs.  Santa  Clara 

September  28 — at  Stanford 

Stanford  vs.  Olympic  Club 

*October  4 — at  Berkeley 

California  vs.  Washington  State 

October  4 — at  Stanford 

Stanford  vs.  Santa  Clara 

October  11 — at  Berkeley 
California  vs.  St.  Mary's 

October  11 — at  Minneapolis 
Stanford  vs.  Minnesota 

*October  1  8     at  Stanford 

Stanford  vs.  Oregon  State 

October  18— at  Berkeley 

California  vs.  Olympic  Club 

♦October  25— at  Stanford 
Stanford  vs.  U.S.C. 

♦October  25— at  Seattle 

California  vs.  Washington 

♦October  31 — at  Los  Angeles 

Stanford  vs.  U.C.L.A.  (night  game) 

♦November  1 — at  Berkeley 
California  vs.  Montana 

♦November  8 — at  Los  Angeles 
California  vs.  U.S.C. 

♦November  8 — at  Stanford 
Stanford  vs.  Washington 

November  1  5 — at  Berkeley 
California  vs.  Nevada 

November  1  5 — at  Stanford 
Stanford  vs.  Caltech 

♦November  22 — at  Berkeley 
Stanford  vs.  California 

November  29 — at  Stanford 
Stanford  vs.  Dartmouth 

(♦Pacific  Coast  Conference  Games) 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THE  GOLDEN  GOWN 

greets  the  golden  strains  of'Manon ' '.' 

Now  that  Fashion's  reverted  to  the 
more  luxurious  fabrics,  the  gown  of 
gleaming  gold  lame  will  take  its  place 
in  the  boxes  of  sophisticated  opera- 
goers.  The  City  of  Pairs  presents  this 
enchanting  version  ...  a  veritable 
rhapsody  of  rhythmic  lines  . .  subtly 
Grecian  in  feeling.  Priced  at  $125. 

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Bridges  to  Cross 

Continued  from  page  21 

size  and  potentialities  of  San  Francisco  should 
have  its  progress  retarded  by  such  out-dated 
methods  of  trans-bay  traffic  as  the  ferry  boat,  is 
quite  beyond  any  reasonable  answer.  During  the 
last  few  years  the  ferries  have  rallied  bravely  to 
the  cause  and  sped  up  service  to  almost  the 
maximum.  For  instance,  on  peak-load  days,  the 
Golden  Gate-Southern  Pacific  ferries  come  danc- 
ing into  their  slips  in  an  almost  continuous  stream 
and  the  cars  fairly  pour  across  the  bay  to  and  from 
Marin.  In  spite  of  it  all,  however,  there  are  still 
lines  of  motorists  that  have  to  waii.  If  the  present 
fleet  of  ferries  were  doubled,  without  a  doubt 
there  would  still  be  motorists  chafing  in  line  to 
get  across  the  bay.  But  therein  lies  the  horror  of 
it  all.  It's  impossible  for  the  San  Francisco-Marin 
ferries  to  double  their  fleet  or  even  increase  it  to 
any  appreciable  degree  for  the  reason  that,  while 
there  is  pier  space  aplenty  on  the  Marin  side  to 
take  care  of  a  larger  number  of  boats,  there  is 
very  little  available  on  the  San  Francisco  side. 
The  ferry  companies  are  faced  with  a  sheer  im- 
possibility, and  we  have  a  sneaking  feeling  all 
our  own  that  they  are  aware  of  it. 

In  comparison  to  ferry  service,  regardless  how 
efficient  and  well  meant,  the  Golden  Gate 
bridge  would  provide  four  traffic  lanes  capable 
of  carrying  a  fast  stream  of  traffic,  going  at  per- 
haps twice  the  speed  of  a  ferry  boat,  which 
would  be  unbroken  by  any  waits  or  line-ups  at 
piers.  And  still  the  bridge  engineers  assure  us 


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that  there  would  be  no  reason  for  the  ferries  to 
give  up  the  ghost  and  sink  slowly  into  disuse  and 
despair.  In  nearly  all  cases  where  a  bridge  has 
been  built  in  place  of  a  ferry,  it  has  turned  out  to 
be  a  supplement  to  the  ferries  rather  than  a  sup- 
plantment.  A  bridge  has  such  a  tendency  to  in- 
crease traffic,  rather  than  hog  it  all  like  an  old 
meaney,  that  the  ferries  are  pressed  into  even 
greater  service.  This  ought  to  be  enough  to  cheer 
up  any  ferry  boat  that  has  felt  the  bridge  would 
relegate  it  to  the  de  Young  Museum. 

AESTHETIC  souls  concerned  with  the 
beauty  of  San  Francisco  and  the  bay  region 
have  become  a  trifle  unmanageable  on  the 
subject  of  the  bridge  on  the  grounds  that  it 
would  disfigure  our  famous  Golden  Gate  with 
its  still  more  famous  sunsets.  Instead  of  being  a 
detriment,  we  can  all  be  pretty  sure  that  it  will  be 
a  decided  stimulant  to  the  post-card  trade.  As  a 
structure  the  Golden  Gate  Bridge  plans  as  they 
now  stand  are  a  masterpiece  of  suspension- 
bridge  engineering,  but  viewed  from  an  artistic 
angle  they  are  still  more  remarkable.  Joseph  B. 
Strauss,  chief  engineer,  has  kept  in  mind  at  all 
times  the  appearance  of  the  bridge  as  well  as  its 
function.  It  has  been  so  designed  that  it  consti- 
tutes a  decidedly  impressive  approach  to  the  bay 
region.  Two  towers,  tall  as  the  Woolworth 
Building  or  as  call  as  San  Francisco's  two  tallest 
buildings,  the  Russ  and  the  Telephone,  set  oneon 
top  of  another,  will  stand  on  each  side  of  the  gate. 
Both  will  be  finished  in  silver.  The  effect  either 
by  moonlight  or  sunset  is  going  to  take  some  dili- 
gent imagining  to  picture  with  any  degree  of  jus- 
tice. The  approaches  to  the  bridge  at  each  side 
will  be  treated  more  as  parkways  than  highways, 
and  if  there  is  anything  we  need  in  this  neck  of 
the  woods  it's  just  that  sort  of  thing.  For  a  large 
number  of  decades,  incoming  liners  have  been 
greeted  somewhat  dismally  by  a  ghost  of  the  past 
in  old  Fort  Winfield  Scott.  We  feel  that  this  sort 
of  thing  is  beginning  to  become  unpleasantly 
symbolical  or  something  and  that  it  is  high  time 
that  a  bridge,  such  as  that  under  consideration, 
built  to  clear  up  any  doubts  about  whether  San 
Francisco  is  going  ahead  or  backward. 


The  Cedars 

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Address 

THE  CEDARS 

Ross,  Marin  County,  California 


\lL  RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/ n        ,; 

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OUR  child  is  growing  up!  San  Fran- 
cisco's eighth  season  of  opera, 
presented  through  its  very  own 
Opera  Association,  is  also  its  most  ambi- 
tious season.  Not  only  the  most  estab- 
lished names  appear  on  the  program  this 
year,  but  those  that  are  most  intriguing  to 
public  interest  at  the  moment.  Clairbert, 
who  is  making  her  first  American  appear- 


ance in  La  Traviata,-  Hope  Hampton,  the 
first  motion  picture  star  to  step  into  opera- 
tic fame,-  Frederick  Jagel,  who  makes  his 
initial  San  Francisco  appearance  in  The 
Girl  of  the  Golden  West.  And,  by  the 
way,  this  opera,  together  with  Ravel's, 
A  Naughty  Boy's  Dream,  are  also  making 
their  San  Francisco  debut  at  this  time. 
Then  among  the  tried  and  true  celebrities 
is  the  glamorous  Jeritza  who  promises  a 
dramatic  evening  in  I  Pagliacci,  and  who 
will  also  sing  the  role  of  Salome  which 
she  created  in  the  opera  of  that  name,-  and 
the  well-beloved  Mario  and  Gigli  who 
appear  together  in  both  Manon  and 
Mignon. 

These  attractions  alone  are  the  makings  of 
sumptuous  feast.  More  than  worthy  the 
rich  and  glowing  cosmopolitan  back- 
ground that  San  Francisco  affords  its  visit- 
ing artists. 

BREATHES  there  a  feminine  soul  so 
dead,  who  never  to  herself  hath  said, 
"Oh  goody,  goody,  now  I  can  really 
dress  up,"  when  opera  nights  rolled 
around.  It's  theyear's  best  possible  excuse 


for  putting  over  your  wardrobe  in  a  big 
way.  Dignity  comes  into  its  own.  And,  as 
though  in  keeping  with  this  most  ambitious 
of  all  San  Francisco  opera  seasons,  fashions, 
too,  are  in  the  grand  manner. 
Gowns,  (and  we  don't  mean  frocks  or 
dresses,  either!)  are  most  typical  of  the 


incoming  fall  fashion  season  in  gleaming 
satin  or  luxurious  metallic  cloths.  The 
lines,  speaking  generally,  (if  that  be  pos- 
sible in  this  age  of  variety)  resolve  them- 
selves into,  really,  quite  a  Grecian  effect. 
If  you  consider  Vionnet's  draped  neck- 
line, which  is  typical,-  the  natural  waist- 
line, which  is  more  sinned  against  than 
sinning;  the  flowing  length  of  skirt,  which 
reveals  the  torso  and  conceals  the  ankle, 
haven't  you  the  good  old  Grecian  sil- 
houette, varied  just  enough  to  meet  the 
more  slender  requirements  of  the  1930 
figure? 

THE  longer  evening  wrap  is  back, 
partly  because  it's  that  time  of  the 
year,  but  mostly  because  .  .  .  well, 
they  were  featured  in  the  fall  openings  at 
Paris,  France,  and  that's  quite  reason 
enough,  don't  you  think?  They  axz  so 
graceful,  fitted  just  so,  to  blend  with  the 
exquisite  lines  of  the  frocks  they  comple- 
ment. 

And,  oh,  colours  this  year!  One  reads  of 
such  combinations  as  a  mulberry  wrap 
worn  with  a  rose  coloured  gown,-  white 
satin  dress  accompanied  by  a  glowing 
ruby  satin  cape;  poudre  blue  costume 
with  wrist  handkerchief  and  dyed  slip- 


pers of  deep  jacquinot  red.  These,  and 
countless  other  amazingly  new  colour 
schemes,  were  noted  by  a  fashion  scout 
just  a  week  or  two  ago  at  one  of  Paris' 
smartest  night  clubs.  Evidently  the  more 
subtle  the  understanding  between  gown 
and  accessories,  the  smarter  its  fashion 
rating. 

ANY  style  story  related  by  The  White 
House  this  season  must  return  at 
last  to  a  regular  O.  Henry  surprise 
ending.  For  fashions  may  be  elegant,  (and 
they  are!)  they  may  be  unvaryingly  high 
White  House  quality,  (and  they  most  cer- 
tainly are  that,  too!)  but  prices  are  just 
plain  middle-class!  Not  just  here  and 
there,  but  consistently  so,  because  our 
entire  merchandising  scheme  for  fall  was 
deliberately  planned  that  way. 


ADVERTISEMENT 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


THE  sentinels  of  Nob  Hill,  the  imposing  Mark  Hopkins  and  the 
dignified  Fairmont,  will  open  the  winter  season  with  opera  festivi- 
ties, foremost  among  which  will  be  Opera  Night  in  Peacock  Court, 
September  11th,  when  society  and  opera  stars  alike  will  gather  for 
midnight  dancing  and  brilliant  entertainment,  following  the  perform- 
ance of  "Manon"  .  .  .  Dinner  parties  and  after-the-opera  suppers  are 
being  arranged  in  the  private  dining  rooms  and  reservations  are  also 
being  made  for  less  formal  affairs.  .  .  .  All  in  all,  it  promises  to  be  a 
very  gay  season — not  forgetting  the  smart  Junior  League  Fashion  Show 
on  September  15.  With  permanent  guests  returning  from  summer  travel 
and  out-of-town  people  taking  suites  for  the  season,  the  Aristocrats  of 
Nob  Hill  are,  as  usual,   the  hub  of  the  social  whirl. 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


With  Our  Contemporaries 


Wt  HAD  rather  hoped,  by  laying  side  by 
side  upon  our  desk  copies  of  THE  NEW 
YORKER  and  JUDGE,  to  compare  the 
destructive  critical  styles  of  Robert  Benchly  of  the 
former  periodical,  and  the  venerable  Mr.  Nathan 
of  JUDGE.  But  such  a  hope,  if  any,  was  short- 
lived, for  while  Benchly  has  retained  his  cus- 
tomary style  in  reviewing  current  New  York 
plays,  Nathan  has  diverted  his  columns  from  an 
article  of  dramatic  criticism  to  one  of  personal 
comment. 

Formerly  his  section  was  labeled,  "Judging 
the  Shows,"  by  George  Jean  Nathan,  and  we 
were  wont  to  enioy  the  bona  fide  criticism  writ- 
ten in  the  characteristic  Nathan  manner.  Now, 
however,  it  would  seem  that  Mr.  Nathan  has 
graduated  from  the  school  of  ordinary  reviewing, 
for  behold — the  trend  of  the  article  is  an  accumu- 
lation of  Nathan's  fan  mail;  the  more  or  less  pre- 
possessing title  is  "The  Theatre  of  George  Jean 
Nathan"  and  the  great  man's  picture  is  at  the  top 
of  the  page  to  boot.  But  then,  that  is  JUDGE,  and 
we  only  hope  that  the  man  in  the  street  does  not 
mistake  George  Jean's  beautifully  embossed 
photograph  for  a  cartoon. 

The  National  Tariff  idea  seems  to  have  furnished 
food  forthoughttoquiteanumberofwriters,  for  in 
THE  CONTEMPORARY  REVIEW  we  found 


By  James  Martin  Maclnnis 

"Free  Trade  and  Peace"  by  Gilbert  Murray, 
another  attack  upon  the  tariff  system.  This  article 
is  unusual  in  that  the  author  uncovers  the  under- 
lying causes  of  the  harm  which  the  tariff  seeks  to 
remedy  and  shows  the  utter  futility  of  an  attempt 
of  individual  nations  to  build  up  a  separate  na- 
tional prosperity  by  destroying  the  trade  of 
neighbors.  The  harm,  he  points  out,  is  due  not  to 
labor,  of  which  there  is  a  multiplicity,  but  to  a 
lack  of  co-ordination  between  producer  and 
consumer,  and  the  greatest  evil  of  all  is  over-pro- 
tection. Looking  ahead  into  the  future,  the  author 
sees  only  two  causes  that  will  disrupt  our  civili- 
zation- First,  another  European  War  between  the 
great  powers;  and  Second,  a  general  resort  to 
protection. 

But,  now  that  the  law  is  passed,  wouldn't  it  be 
a  bit  more  practical  not  to  quibble  too  much 
about  it? 

WITH  the  founding  of  this  column  a 
couple  of  months  ago,  we  had  resolved 
not  to  mention  Mr.  Mencken's  green- 
covered  opus  for  some  time  to  come,-  but  a  glance 
at  the  AMERICAN  MERCURY  for  August  sent 
this  resolution  floundering  with  all  cur  other 
good  resolutions  of  the  past  eight  years,  when 
we  discovered  "A  Note  as  to  Sinclair  Lewis"  by 
James  Branch  Cabell.  And,  while^we  thought 


31 


Cabell  sneered  a  little  too  unkindly  at  President 
Hoover, — while  we  regretted  the  sudden  man- 
ner in  which  he  dashed  the  hopes  of  those  illu- 
sionists who  conceive  of  Lewis  as  a  realist,  we 
cannot  but  accept  his  sentiments  as  outstanding, 
and  in  a  measure  quite  true.  All  in  all,  the  author 
goes  out  of  his  way  to  show  all  and  sundry  that 
Lewis,  who  has  been  hailed  as  aptly  depicting 
phases  of  American  life,  is  more  or  less  of  a  ro- 
manticist. 

"The  Theatre's  Battle  With  Itself,"  by  Inor 
Brown,  proved  a  catchy  enough  title  to  force  us 
to  open  the  FORTNIGHTLY  REVIEW,  but  turned 
out  to  be  a  mere  enumeration  of  trends  of  drama- 
tic stages.  Still  optimistic,  we  read  the  article 
through,  and  found  the  writer  concluding  that 
the  theatre  is  always  at  war  with  itself.  Now,  if 
Mr.  Brown  had  told  us  this  at  the  start,  it  wouldn't 
have  been  necessary  for  us  to  read  the  article. 

"The  Maxims  of  Ninon"  appearing  in  MENTOR 
for  August,  is  not,  we  regret  to  say,  up  to  Emil 
Ludwig's  best  efforts.  The  thought  of  this  rather 
brief  biography  is  good  enough;  Ludwig  admits 
the  frailties,  and  yet  extolls  the  virtues  of  one  of 
history's  greatest  lovers,  but  the  style  smacks  more 
of  Barrington  than  of  the  more  colossal  Ludwig. 
He  delineates  her  life  as  a  continuous  cycle  of 
paradoxes.  Ninon  was  eighty  years  old,  yet  eter- 
nally young  when  she  had  her  last  lover.  She  was 
proud,  yet  not  arrogant — fickle,  yet  not  incon- 
stant— and  while  she  lived  for  love  alone,  she 
often  put  love  aside  for  more  serious  pursuits.  .  . 
Continued  on  next  page 


.  .  .  and  some 
museum  suffers 


A 


nameless  museum  suffers 
grievously  in  the  loss  of  this  1 6th  Cen- 
tury  Oushak  masterpiece  for  it  is 
likely  to  add  another  regal  touch  to 
a  great  rug  lover's  home. 

A  smaller  1 6th  Century  Oushak 
fragment,  alike  in  design,  now  hangs 
in  the  Victoria  and  Albert  Museum  in 
London. 

Illustrated  is  a  fine  example 
of  this  rare  and  ancient  Turkish  weave 
which  may  be  seen  at 

Gump's 

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There  evidently  was  something  closely  akin  to 
suffrage  in  those  days,  too. 

The  editor  of  THE  GOLDEN  BOOK  MAG- 
AZINE— Albert  Shaw,  goes  Boswell  to  write 
"This  Man  Holmes,"  a  tribute  to  Oliver  Wendell 
Holmes,  who  is  now  entering  upon  his  nintieth 
year  in  this  cosmic  existence.  "Today,"  declares 
Shaw,  there  is  no  one  more  worthy  of  praise 
among  living  Americans  than  Justice  Holmes." 
These  remarks  preface  a  very  fine  essay  by  Justice 
Holmes,  under  the  title  of  "Natural  Law"  heralded 
as  a  bit  of  brilliant  thinking  by  a  clear-minded 
contemporary  on  the  ageless  quest  for  truth. 

SOMEBODY  is  always  saying  that  there  isn't 
enough  of  something  or  other,  and  the  gul- 
lible public  usually  takes  up  the  cry.  In 
FORUM  for  August,  "Coolidge  and  the  Do- 
Nothing  Decade,"  by  Edward  Campbell  Aswell, 
might  have  been  interpreted  as  a  subconscious 
attempt  at  sensationalism,  if  we  were  not  terribly 
broad-minded.  At  any  rate,  Mr.  Aswell  has  been 
believing  some  of  the  things  Mr.  Coolidge  has 
said  about  himself  in  his  recent  COSMOPOLI- 
TAN articles. 

Using  our  former  President  as  an  example,  the 
author  deplores  America's  evident  lack  of  great 
statesmen  and  leaders  during  the  past  ten  years. 
That  there  have  been  specialists  of  distinction,  he 
admits,-  but  he  finds  modern  America  practically 
destitute  of  great  leaders.  He  bases  his  parallel 
on  this  reason: 

"I  have  dwelt  upon  Coolidge,  because  as  the 
most  representative  man  of  an  essentially  commer- 
cial decade,  he  exemplifies  our  greatest  weakness 
as  a  nation.  Like  him,  we  have  never  acquired  a 
broad  philosophical  attitude  of  mind.  Like  him, 
we  have  never  taken  the  trouble  to  examine  criti- 
cally the  fundamental  assumptions  of  our  time. 
Like  him,  we  have  been  swept  by  the  current  of 
events  to  the  pinnacle  of  world  power;  and  like 
him,  we  have  found  ourselves  in  the  pathetic 
situation  of  not  knowing  what  to  do  with  it. 

But  we  do  hope  it's  not  as  bad  as  all  that. 


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Cellar  Keys 

Anonymous 

BANNINGTON  stood  before  his 
door  at  2  a.m.,  fruitlessly  searching 
his  dinner  clothes  for  his  key  ring. 

"Damn,  and  DOUBLE  damn!"  After 
jerking  the  door  knob  violently,  he 
paced  to  the  elevator  to  hunt  for  Hugh, 
the  house  watchman.  Presently  both 
returned,  and  after  having  tried  all  HIS 
keys  without  avail,  Hugh  went  down  to 
the  office  to  get  the  duplicate  key  to  909. 

Bannington  strode  down  the  hall  to 
a  fire  escape  balcony,  and  smoked  a 
cigarette.  Shortly  he  heard  the  elevator 
stop.  Two  policemen  stepped  out,  looked 
down  the  corridor,  then  in  his  direction. 
He  came  in  off  the  balcony,  towards 
them  .  .  . 

"Halt,  and  don't  move,"  snapped  one 
of  the  men.  "Got  your  nerve  trying  a 
Nob  Hill  Community.  You  won't  be 
monkeying  with  any  more  door  locks 
tonight,  I  mean  this  morning — unless 
you  try  the  jail's."  The  other  cop  slipped 
on  the  handcuffs. 

"Oh,  I  say  my  good  fellows,  it's  your 
mistake — I  was  trying  to  get  in  my  own 
apartment.  Lost  my  keys,  and  am  wait- 
ing for  the  watchman  to  come  up  with 
one  from  the  office.  The  people  across 
the  hall  know  me,  but  I  hate  to  wake 
them  .  .  ." 

"Well,  you  needn't — we'll  just  take 
you  up  on  that  boast,"  and  he  thrust  a 
stout  thumb  on  the  bell.  No  answer.  A 
longer  ring  the  next  time,  then  women's 
frightened  whispers  on  the  other  side  of 
the  door. 

"I  wish  you  wouldn't  annoy  my 
friends,  take  me  on,  please." 

"Don't  be  afraid,  ladies — we  caught 
the  man  you  phoned  us  about,  can  you 
identify  him?" 

The  door  was  slowly  unlocked,  cau- 
tiously opened  a  little,  and  an  excited 
voung  woman  peered  out,  her  mother 
behind  her  .  .  . 

"Oh,  Mr.  Bannington!  Whatever  are 
doing   with    you?    Why   we 


these   men 
thought .  .  . 


"So  did  they,  Miss  Andover." 
"Say,  we're  awfully  sorry,  Mr. 


Bs 


nington.  Are  you  the  attorney?  Gosh, 
Kelly,  take  those  bracelets  off — we  bet- 
ter be  going,  but  first  spring  that  door 
lock." 

"Thanks  boys,  bide  a  wee — " 
"Well,  Hugh,  you've  just  missed  a 
clever  unlocking  act!  You  and  I  gave 
my  neighbors  a  terrible  scare,  man;  now 
let's  try  to  make  amends.  You  take  our 
officer  guests  into  the  buffet,  and  I'll 
bring  these  ladies  something  to  quiet 
their  nerves." 

"Now  you  will  be  arrested,  Mr.  Ban- 
nington, if  these  policemen  know  you 
have  THAT  on  hand,"  said  Mrs.  And- 
over,   fearing   another   disturbance. 


There's  n  o 
I  uxu  ry  tax 
on  Carolyn 
Modes 


»  «  « 


Carolyn  Modes  are  chosen 
by  a  committee  of  nationally 
known  stylists  .  .  they  repre- 
sent the  very  best  fashion 
values  obtainable  .  .  and 
they  are  only  to  be  found 
at  Hale's  in  San  Francisco 


A  typical  Carolyn  value 
.  .  this  gorgeous  gown 
of  baby  pink  satin,  at 
$39.50,  with  wrap  of 
brown  velveteen  lined 
with  the  same  tnfxizr) 
satin,  at    .    .      J/ 

Third   Floor 


HALE    BROS 


"Oh,  I  make  my  own  beverages,  my 
dear  lady,  from  ASTI  JUICE  OF  THE 
GRAPE — that's  absolutely  legal.  Isn't 
that  so,  officer?" 

"Umm,  mm,  this  tastes  like  the  real 
stuff  to  me, — " 

"Agatha!" 

"That's  what  every  one  says,  my  dear; 
it  was  made  from  PORT  Juice  of  the 
Grape  which  I  buy  from  the  ITALIAN 
SWISS  COLONY.  Any  one  can  buy 
or  make  their  own  grape  juice  beverage 
for  home  consumption — and  keep  it  till, 
well,  till  it  gets  this  way,  you  know." 

"Beg  pardon,  Mr.  Bannington,  but  I 


found  your  keys,  sir — they  were  in  your 
CELLAR  door,"  said  Hugh. 

If  this  "CELLAR"  business  sounds 
interesting  to  YOU,  call  Garfield  3546 
and  they'll  tell  you  all  about  the  inside 
of  it!  Adv. 

Italian-Swiss  Colony, 

57  Broadway,  San  Francisco. 

Please  have  your  representative  call. 
No  obligation. 

Name 

Address 


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1930  Opera  Season 

Continued  from  page  10 

all  living  composers,  Richard  Strauss.  Its  kaleido- 
scopic score  is  overwhelming.  It  is  an  opera  of 
erotomania  and  demoniacal  vindictiveness.  It 
reveals  the  ultra-violet  rays  in  the  dark  spectrum 
of  our  emotions,  for  it  provides  us  with  a  prism 
that  makes  them  visible. 

"La  Traviata"  represents  the  middle  period  in 
Verdi's  development.  It  is  full  of  melodious 
music,  and  at  the  same  time  it  reveals  a  deepening 
sense  of  drama.  Sentimental?  Yes,  at  times:  but 
some  of  the  scenes  have  genuine  pathos.  NX/ill  its 
performance  be  a  memorable  night  in  the  musical 
annals  of  our  city?  Is  it  true  that  the  young  so- 
prano, whom  we  are  to  hear  for  the  first  time  in 
our  country,  comes  to  us  trailing  clouds  of  glory? 
We  shall  see. 

The  scene  of  Puccini's  "Girl  of  the  Golden 
West"  is  California  in  the  days  of  '49;  but  the 
music  is  thoroughly  Italian.  It  is  revived,  no 
doubt,  to  afford  opportunity  for  the  theatrical 
gift  of  Jeritza. 

The  same  composer's  "La  Boheme"  is  known 
and  loved  by  everyone  who  cares  for  opera.  Of 
all  Puccini's  operas,  perhaps,  it  best  expresses 
his  spontaneous  gift  of  alluring  melody,  of  per- 
fumed and  impassioned  phrases. 

Humperdinck's  "Haensel  and  Gretel"  is  a 
charming  fairy-tale  set  to  exquisitely  descriptive 
music,  full  of  the  indescribable  spell  of  child- 
hood. 

Of  Ravel's  one-act  opera  I  cannot  speak  with 
first-hand  information.  Some  of  his  piano  music,  at 
times  ravishingly  beautiful,  I  know,-  and  I  have 
seen  his  little  opera  entitled  "L'  Heure  Espag- 
nole"  in  Europe.  It  is  a  fine  example  of  modern 
musical  impressionism,  ingenious  and  vivid,  and 
we  may  expect  its  successor,  "A  Naughty  Boy's 
Dream,"  to  be  full  of  interest,  highly  entertaining. 

The  operatic  twins  of  Mascagni  and  Leonca- 
vallo are  too  well-known  to  require  comment 
here.  Jeritza  is  to  sing  in  boih  of  them,  and  on 
the  same  evening.  Full  of  the  primitive  passions  of 
love  and  hate,  these  music-dramas  of  Sicilian 
peasants  and  wandering  actors  will  afford  her 
full  opportunity  to  reveal  her  sense  of  the  theater 
and  also  to  display  her  vocal  gift.  Two  tenors 
will  sing  for  us  that  evening,  and  also  two  bari- 
tones. 

Ambroise  Thomas's   one  operatic  success  is 


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"Mignon."  Five  of  the  finest  voices  in  the  com- 
pany are  to  sing  it  for  us.  And  it  is  full  of  melo- 
dies. Who  does  not  know  the  glittering  polo- 
naise with  its  difficult  descending  chromatic 
scale?  How  will  Clairbert  sing  it?  Will  she 
recall  to  us  the  dazzling  Tetrazzini?  And  who 
does  not  know  the  melodious  and  pathetic  song 
of  the  land  where  the  orange  tree  grows? 
Where  else,  in  all  the  range  of  opera,  is  there  a 
song  better  suited  to  the  voice  of  Queena 
Mario? 

"Tannhauser"  is  always  welcome  to  those 
who  know  and  admire  Wagner.  It  marks  a  definite 
stage  in  his  attempt  to  write  a  perfect  music- 
drama.  And  for  those  who  do  not  know  him  it  is 
a  very  satisfactory  opera  with  which  to  make  his 
acquaintance,  for  it  is  often  melodious  in  a  high 
degree,  its  choral  numbers  are  beautiful  and 
thrilling,  and  the  story  lends  itself  finely  to  musi- 
cal interpretation.  In  the  role  of  the  stately  Eliza- 
beth we  will  probably  see  Jeritza  at  her  best, 
especially  in  the  great  aria  of  the  "Greeting  to 
the  Hall." 

"Faust"  should  never  be  considered  as  a  musi- 
cal version  of  the  great  story  by  Goethe.  It  never 
reaches  such  a  level.  Rather  is  it  the  love-story  of 
Marguerite;  and  it  would  have  been  fortunate 
had  it  borne  her  name  instead  of  that  of  her  lover. 
Who  does  not  remember  and  remain  charmed  by 
its  copious  flow  of  melody  and  its  lovely  orches- 
tration? Once  more  its  phrases  will  reveal  to  us 
the  French  genius — luminous,  graceful,  elegant, 
restrained.  And  it  is  sonorous,  too,  at  times,  as 
one  may  hear  in  the  soldiers'  chorus.  Hope 
Hampton,  a  new  American  soprano,  is  to  sing 
Marguerite. 

And,  finally,  the  season  is  to  close  with  Doni- 
zetti's "Lucia  di  Lammermoor,"  written  in  those 
far  away  days  when  melody  reigned  supreme  and 
dramatic  truth  in  depicting  the  mood  of  the 
moment  was  seldom  the  main  concern  of  the 
composer.  Yet  there  are  passages  in  Lucia  that 
are  artistically  true  and  sincere;  and  the  famous 
sextet  has  lost  nothing  of  its  popularity. 

WILL  this  varied  and  interesting  repertoire, 
and  this  list  of  singers,  at  least  several  of 
them  stars  of  the  first  magnitude,  meet 
with  due  support?  The  answer,  if  we  are  at  all 
confident  of  the  developing  culture  of  our  city,  is 
surely  in  the  affirmative.  More  and  more  grand 
opera  is  becoming  a  favorite  form  of  artistic  en- 
tertainment. More  people  know  and  like  it 
today  than  ever  before.  Its  future  seems  assured. 


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SUMMER 

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If  you  like  a  touch  of  gold  and  it 
dash  of  red  in  your  landscapes,  and 
can  even  put  up  with  the  whole 
warm  side  of  a  rainbow,  dropped 
across  eight  miles  of  "front  yard". . 

Then  you  must  plan  on  the 
Yosemite^  it  tit  mn  holiday— coming 
soon ! 

Mornings  bring  horseback  break- 
fasts along  the  leafy  bridle  paths; 
middays  bring  rambles  to  favored 
Yosemite  spots,  swimming,  tennis, 
fishing,  or  a  jaunt  to  the  Valley 
rim;  evenings  bring  the  firefall, 
barbecues  and  starlight  concerts. 
They  all  begin  from  Ahwahnee 
terraces,  and  they  all  bring  you 
back  to  downy  Ahwahnee  nights. 

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IN  YOSEMITE 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


nriE.  CLAUDIA 

HUZIO 

SOPRANO 


Thursday  Night,  October  2 

FIRST  OF  THE 

SELBY  C.  OPPENHEIMER 

FAMOUS  ARTISTS  SERIES 

DREAMLAND  AUDITORIUM 

Sari  Francisco 

1 — Claudia  MUZIO,  soprano 
2— Elisabeth  RETHBERG,  soprano 
3— Paul  ROBESON,  Negro  bari- 
tone 
4— Mischa  ELMAN,  violinist 

5— MAIER  &  PATTISON,  pianists 
6— BRAHMS  LIEBESLIEDER  EN- 
SEMBLE 

7— Harold  BAUER,  pianist 
8 — Claire  DUX,  soprano 

9— GIESEKING,  pianist 

10— Edw.  JOHNSON,  tenor 


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Management  SELBY  C.  OPPENHEIMER 

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Special  Release  of  Opera 

Recordings 

by  John  Dittmar 


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AS  opera  interest  increased  ten-fold  in  one 
year? 

For  the  1929  San  Francisco  Opera  Season, 
the  Victor  Company  made  a  special  release  of 
two  opera  recordings — but  this  year,  the  city's 
opera  company  has  been  honored  by  a  special 
release  of  twenty  recordings  pertinent  to  the 
season!  And  some  of  the  records  will  not  be 
available  elsewhere  until  a  month  or  more  later. 

SALOME 

RICHARD  STRAUSS'  music-drama  Salome, 
based  on  Oscar  Wilde's  one  act  tragedy  of 
the  same  name,  caused  a  veritable  storm  of 
controversy  at  the  time  of  its  first  performance  in 
Dresden,  in  1905.  The  audience  was  shocked — 
women  fainted  and  had  to  be  carried  to  dressing 
rooms  for  resuscitation.  The  opera  was  presented 
at  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House  in  New  York 
City  in  1907  and  withdrawn  at  once,  and 
strangely  enough  has  been  missing  from  the  reper- 
toire of  New  York's  famous  opera  house.  Jeritza's 
first  appearance  in  America  in  the  role  of  Salome 
during  the  San  Francisco  opera  season  should 
provide  an  exciting  novelty. 

The  opera  is  best  known  through  the  orches- 
tral performances  of  Salome's  Dance  which  has 
been  recorded  for  Victor  by  Leopold  Stokowski 
and  the  Philadelphia  Orchestra.  The  wild  music 
in  Oriental  vein,  with  which  the  "Dance"  begins 


is  intended  to  urge  the  heroine  to  start  dancing. 
But  she  stands  motionless  .  .  .  thinking  of  the 
promise  the  King  has  given  her.  Then  slowly  she 
begins  the  Dance  of  the  Seven  Veils.  Here  is  ex- 
citement .  .  .  passion  .  .  .  frenzy  .  .  .  madnessl  The 
dance  reaches  a  dizzy  climax  .  .  .  the  music 
develops  a  tumultuous  "forte."  There  is  a  long 
trill  and  a  precipitous  descending  passage  in  the 
strings  as  Salome  casts  herself  at  the  feet  of  King 
Herod.  Leopold  Stokowski  and  the  Philadelphia 
Orchestra  play  this  music  superbly.  The  instru- 
mental solo  passages  are  startlingly  beautiful  .  .  . 
the  welling  crescendoes  will  hold  you  spell- 
bound. Salome's  Dance  requires  three  twelve- 
inch  record  sides.  The  fourth  is  Japanese  Noc- 
turre  by  the  California  composer,  Henry  Eich- 
hei  l.  It  is  one  of  a  group  of  Oriental  Impressions 
wh  ch  are  the  result  of  a  sojourn  in  the  Far  East, 
anc  represents  sound  heard  at  night  in  Japan. 

The  Finale  of  Salome  has  been  recorded  by 
G<  ta  Ljungberg  and  the  Berlin  State  Opera 
O-chestra  directed  by  Leo  Blech.  This  excerpt 
cc  itaining  some  of  Strauss'  finest  writing  receives 
a  'Ocal  and  orchestral  performance  of  surpassing 
m   rit. 

TANNHAUSER  VENUSBERG  MUSIC 

TANNHAUSER  was  commenced  in  1842  and 
completed  in  1845.  It  was  first  performed  in 
Dresden  on  the  19th  of  October,  1845. 
When  the  work  was  in  preparation  for  perform- 
ance at  the  Paris  Opera  in  1 861  Wagner  rewrote 
a  portion  of  the  score.  In  the  Parisian  version  t 
overture  does  not  come  to  an  end,  but  at  t 
second  appearance  of  the  Bacchanalian  music  tl 
curtain  rises  and  the  ballet  b:gins.  Wagner  re 


Dr.  Alexander  Arkatov 

Camera  Portraits 


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San  Francisco 


An  exhibition  of  my  camera  studies  is  being  held  in 

the  salon  of  my  new  studio  in  the  St.  Francis  Hotel, 

September  first  to  fifteenth 


SEPTEMBER,  1930 


37 


es  Sir, 
these  are  ritzy! 

Full  cut  plus-fours  of  truly 
marvelous  imported  French 
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. . .  rather  expensive  . . .  they 
cost  $20.. .and.  By  Jove, 
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wrote  the  scene  between  Tannhauser  and  Venus 
almost  in  its  entirety. 

The  Paris  version  of  the  Tannhauser  Overture 
and  the  Venusberg  Music  is  contained  in  an 
album  of  three  discs,  recorded  by  Leopold  Sto- 
kowski  and  the  Philadelphia  Orchestra.  The  pos- 
sessor of  a  good  reproducing  instrument  will  get 
a  thrilling  performance  from  these  records.  An 
unusually  interescing  descriptive  booklet  accom- 
panies the  set. 

PAGLIACCI 

A  COMPLETE  recording  with  not  a  bar 
missing!  An  album  of  nine  records  by 
famous  singers,  chorus,  and  orchestra  of 
La  Scala  Opera  House.  The  cast  is  well  selected, 
the  chorus  sings  with  a  precision  seldom  heard  in 
an  actual  performance,  and  Maestro  Carlo  Sa- 
bajno  conducts  with  immense  spirit. 

FAUST  AND  LA  TRAVIATA 

FZRNAND  ANSSEAU  and  Marcel  Journet, 
two  splendid  French  singers,  contribute  duets 

from  the  first  act  of  Faust.  The  Metropolitan 
Opera  Chorus  and  Orchestra,  directed  by 
Giulio  Setti,  appear  on  a  disc  containing  the 
familiar  Kermesse  and  Waltz  from  the  same  opera. 

Galli-Curci  and  Schipa  combine  in  singing 
two  duets  from  La  Traviata,  in  which  Galli- 
Curci  s  tempi  are  at  variance  with  those  indicated 
by  the  composer. 

JERITZA  and  PINZA 

JERITZA  is  heard   in  Brunnhilde's  Battle   Cry 
and  the  Appeal  to  Wotan,from  the  "Walkure" 
and  Pinza  sings  two  arias  from  Don  Giovanni. 


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Cimtinued  from  page  9 

"Midsummer-Night's  Dream''  served  primarily  as 
an  agent  in  behalf  cf  a  worthy  charity  but  as  time 
goes  on  it  may  be  regarded  as  a  stone  of  no  mean 
proportions  in  the  foundation  which  is  being 
laid  for  the  theatre  of  the  future. 

IT  WAS  a  modest  beginning.  The  production  as 
a  whole  was  made  on  an  extremely  economical 
basis,  as  compared  to  what  the  board  of  the 
Home  probably  hopes  to  be  able  to  offer  in  the 
future.  But  it  was  a  beginning.  And  modest 
though  it  was,  like  all  pioneering  it  involved  a 
tremendous  amount  of  labor  for  all  concerned. 

An  out-of-doors  theatre  had  to  be  created  in 
which  to  give  the  performance,  a  theatre  with  an 
auditorium  which  could  accommodate  two  thou- 
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tions upon  which  a  spectacle  might  be  presented. 
A  complete  lighting  system  had  to  be  specially 
installed.  A  large  cast  assembled  from  a  widely 
scattered  summer  community,  and  dressing  room 
accommodations  provided — all  in  the  great  open 
spaces  back  of  the  Menlo  Circus  Club.  Then  the 
public  had  to  be  made  aware  of  the  event. 
Tickets  had  to  be  sold.  And  this  is  to  mention 
only  a  few  of  the  thousand  and  one  technical 
details  comprised  in  giving  a  public  theatrical 
performance — a  performance,  moreover,  which 
was  given  to  raise  money,  and  not  to  spend  it.  It 
must,  indeed,  have  been  a  complex  and  harrow- 
ing problem  with  which  the  members  of  the 
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In  Ancient  Greece,  many  plays  were  given 
but  a  single  performance.  Knowing  that  the  pro- 
duction was  to  be  seen  but  once  the  public 
flocked  by  the  thousands  to  see  it.  Who  knows? 
Perhaps  that  custom  will  again  come  to  prevail  in 
the  theatre  of  the  future.  There  is  something  chal- 
lenging to  the  imagination  in  the  idea  of  one  best 
effort  for  a  single  dramatic  event,  the  value  of 
recognizing  that  the  art  of  the  production  must  be 
brought  to  its  highest  expression  on  one  desig- 
nated evening  and  that  it  must  stand  or  fall  in  the 
public  memory  by  that  one  occasion. 

Seeing  the  sincere  labor  that  went  into  the 
recent  production  and  the  faith  in  the  project 
held  by  those  who  executed  the  hundred  and 
one  details,  one  can  not  but  feel  strongly  that 
such  effort  is  significant.  The  actual  participation 
of  lay  groups  in  such  a  production,  their  alle- 
giance to  a  definite  artistic  ideal  and  their  willing 
cooperation  under  the  leadership  of  an  artist- 
director,  consitute  not  only  a  valuable  contribu- 
tion to  the  theatricals  of  the  west  coast,  but  also 
a  decisive  step  towards  the  development  of  a 
new  theatre  form. 

Causerie 

Continued  from  page  20 

WHEN  one  passes,  as  I  am  doing,  from 
these  two  foreign  novels  to  "The  42nd 
Parallel"  (Harper  and  Brothers)  by  John 
Dos  Passos,  one  is  struck  first  of  all  by  the  extra- 
ordinarily adolescent  quality  of  American,  even 
good  American  fiction.  Dos  Passos  is  far  from  an 
inferior  writer,-  in  fact,  I  think  I  should  consider 
him  one  of  the  really  significant  people  writing 


Orchids  for 
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Exquisite  .  .  .  fragile  .  .  . 
rare  .  .  .  symbolical  of 
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and  unrivaled  music 
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in  America  today,  but  when  one  compares  him 
with  Proust  or  Gide,  who  for  all  their  differences 
have  in  common  a  surety,  an  exactness,  an  ele- 
gance (to  use  the  word  in  its  true  sense)  which 
no  American  writer  of  today  can  equal,  onesees 
clearly  the  immaturity  of  the  American  novel. 

However,  let  me  not  seem  to  condemn  Dos 
Passos.  I  admire  him  tremendously.  Ever  since  he 
wrote  years  ago  one  of  the  first  and  best  war 
novels,  His  growing  experimentation  was 
shown  most  clearly  in  "Manhattan  Transfer.  In 
"The  42nd  Parallel"  he  carries  it  still  further,  giv- 
ing us  not  a  straightforward  novel,  but  a  series  of 
closeups  and  newsreels  and  narrative. 

ALONG  the  "via  dolorosa"  that  is  the  way 
of  modern  poetry,  Louise  Bogan  goes  her 
way,  serenely  untroubled  by  this  or  that 
school,  or  cult,  or  clique.  In  her  latest  book, 
"Dark  Summer,"  (Charles  Scribner's  Sons)  is 
found  some  of  the  finest  lyric  verse  that  has  been 
written  recently.  Some  of  the  poems  are  reprinted 
from  her  earlier  book,  "Body  of  this  Death,"  but 
taken  as  a  whole  this  second  volume  has  greater 
surety  of  technique,  and  a  fine  restraint  which 
show  her  growing  maturity. 

Surely,  "Dark  Summer"  is  the  best  book  of 
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unkindly,  I  suppose,  since  I  am  to  speak  also  of 
Edmond  Wilson's  "Poets,  Farewell!"  (Charles 
Scribner's  Sons).  The  book  has  an  excellent  title. 
One  poem,  "Provincetown,"  stands  out  above 
all  the  rest;  it  is  excellent  lyric  verse.  The  others 
will  do  admirably  to  read  at  the  proper 
moment  in  the  progress  of  an  "affair  du  coeur.' 


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done  with  chintz? 

Perhaps  you  are  accustomed 
to  thinking  of  us  only  in  con- 
nection with  the  finest  things 
and  it  has  not  occurred  to  you 
that  we  can  do  wonders  with 
very  simple  materials. 

We  shall  be  glad  to  consult 
with  you  regarding  the  arrange- 
ment of  the  most  informal  room. 


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I  HARDLY  know  how  to  get  away  to  a  fair 
start  and  tell  what  I  have  seen,  what  with  the 

fleet  just  fleeting,  the  opera  corning  full  tilt, 
market  week  and  yacht  races  all  as  distractions. 
It  requires  concentration,  my  girl,  concentra- 
tion— bless  my  old  primary  grade  teacher. 

The  parade  of  sailors  and  marines,  with  the 
old  Sousa  marches  setting  the  pace,  was  thrilling. 
But  I  paced  up  and  down  like  Felix,  wondering 
at  the  lack  of  enthusiasm  in  the  crowd — one 
would  think  they  were  bringing  home  the  dead 
and  wounded!  They  are  such  clean  types  of  boys 
— and  so  rollicking.  Always  a  keen  desire  to  get 
chummy  with  a  sailor  suit  afflicts  me — and  the 
poor  dears  are  only  too  willing.  Naughty  nice, 
the  gobs,  but  mighty  dependable  when  war 
clouds  threaten. 

Sure  of  a  well  turned  ankle,  I  made  a  dash  to 
cross  Market  street  during  a  lull  in  the  parade. 
Dum-de-dum!  dum-de-dum!  You  know  the  tune 
they  play  when  the  elephant  comes  in.  I  got 
that.  After  all,  boys! 

Still  fussed,  I  went  to  my  appointment  with 
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Loew  Warfield  building.  Everything  there  was 
going  on  with  such  precision  that  I  regained  my 
poise  and  began  to  look  around  with  interest. 
It  is  the  biggest  individual  station  I  have  seen,  and 
by  that  I  mean  it  is  an  independent  one,  with  the 
finest  radio  equipment  in  the  United  States,  I  am 
sure.  It  is  entirely  devoted  to  the  bay  area  and 
its  interests.  Everything  pertaining  to  San  Fran- 
cisco, from  crops  to  sports,  is  made  known  over 
this  broadcasting  station.  I  had  to  stretch  my 
imagination  to  take  in  the  possible  benefits  our 
jeweled  city  will  derive  from  it. 

HALE  Brothers'  foreign  buyer  has  just  re- 
turned from  Paris  so  I  called  on  him  to  look 
at  some  of  his  imports.  This  store  is  such  an 
enormous  concern  of  general  merchandise  that 
you  arz  quite  surprised  at  the  personal  selection 
shown  in  the  gowns  in  the  French  Room.  One 
especially  to  write  about  was  of  egg-shell  flat 
crepe — the  very  low  neck  in  back  was  bordered 
with  a  wreath  of  crushed  crimson  roses  while 
the  voluminous  skirt  had  touches  of  crimson  in 
cut-work  on  the  border.  An  artistic  triumph  in 
color  combination!  .  .  .  and  here  and  now  I 
must  pay  a  compliment  to  the  general  courtesy 
existing  throughout  the  entire  establishment. 

MORE  importations  were  being  unpacked 
at  Nelly  Gaffney's.  I  subsided  into  a  cor- 
ner like  a  mouse  and  looked  .  .  .  Easy  on 
the  optics?  I'll  say  they  are  .  .  .  Lace  with  bor- 
dered crushed  velvet  roses,  metallic  chiffons, 
fringe,  Lama  cloth  ...  I  clutched  the  old  bank 
balance  and  fled.  Get  thee  behind  me,  Satan! 
Just  a  minute — ankle  length  chiffons  are  shown 
for  dressy  afternoon. 

I  found  just  the  right  shoes  for  these  creations 
at  Werner's  on  Geary.  Silk  faille  seems  to  have 
taken   the   place   of  crepe  de  chine  and   other 


fabrics — I  doubt  if  any  other  material  could  take 
such  exquisite  shades  to  compliment  our  evening 
gowns.  Of  special  interest  to  everybody,  I  think, 
was  a  pair  of  pumps — black  satin  shot  with  gold 
thread  that  caught  light  at  all  points.  These  will 
be  indispensable  to  a  wardrobe,  now  that  black 
is  the  vogue  .  .  .  Strictly  opera  pumps  for  even- 
ing ..  .  straps  over  the  instep  for  dressy  after- 
noon .  .  .  and  unlimited  choice  for  sports  wear, 
ranging  from  suede  in  all  colors  to  patent  leather. 

A  BURNING  question  is  what  to  do  about 
the  grand-dad  golf  courses — Lakeside, 
Harding,  Lincoln,  et  cetera — now  that 
they  have  brought  forth  so  many  small  offspring 
.  .  .  and  such  lively  looking  youngsters  they  are 
that  they  present  a  real  problem.  Being  from 
Kentucky,  myself,  the  way  they  come  to  life  is  a 
biological  puzzle.  One  was  born  this  morning 
right  around  the  corner  from  me  and  it  is  a  likely 
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lot.  It  really  was  conceived  in  the  brains  of  two 
automobile  mechanics.  Get  that  straight?  And  it 
looks  like  a  blue  ribboner,  as  many  of  the  others 
do,  too.  A  new  indoor  course  at  theWhitcomb 
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golf  colts  admired — you  should  see  the  crowds. 
How  about  returning  the  big  courses  to  stud 
and  watching  the  youngsters  "Lil  ole  mouse  who 
threw  that  brick?" 

Yachting  being  hard  on  the  looks,  I  paid  a 
necessary  visit  to  Melisse  at  Kaya  Lama  for  a 
facial.  Thought  I'd  take  one  or  two  to  counteract 
the  summer  peeling — and  found  myself  sold  on  a 
series  of  treatments.  They  take  from  an  hour  and 
a  half  to  two  hours — but  such  luxury!  Imagine 
me  having  the  same  kind  of  crushed  strawberry 
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to  increase  the  personal  budget  of  Mary  Queen 
of  Scots!  The  operator  at  Kaya  Lama  is  not  only 
wonderful;  she's  a  miracle  worker.  She  turned 
me  out  the  first  time  right  in  the  pink  to  model 
some  of  the  Liebes  gowns  at  the  Junior  League 
Fashion  Show.  In  fact  I  felt  so  gay  that  I  went 
straight  up  Post  to  the  St.  Francis  where  Dr. 
Arkatov  has  opened  his  new  studio  and  ar- 
ranged for  a  photographic  portrait.  I  had  seen 
his  exhibit  several  days  before  and  only  needed 
the  added  inspiration  to  engage  his  services  for 
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sensation  in  America  and  Europe. 

IN  1 880,  George  went  to  New  York  City,  and 
immediately  became  the  idol  and  prophet  of 
eastern  labor  forces.  In  1886,  he  ran  for 
mayor  of  New  York  on  a  Labor  ticket,  and  was 
defeated.  He  ran  a  second  time,  and  was  again 
defeated.  He  died  in  New  York  in  1897,  a  dis- 
illusioned, puzzled  man.  If  Huntington,  Crocker, 
Stanford  and  Hopkins  were  the  main  springs  of 
California's  early  railroad  journalism,  George 
was  its  philosopher,  and  like  most  philosophers, 
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Next  month  The  San  Franciscan 
enters  its  fifth  year  of  publication. 

Hi 

In  November  of  1926,  the  first  issue  of 
The  San  Franciscan  appeared  —  edited 
and  published  by  Joseph  Dyer.  Today 
the  magazine  boasts  the  same  owner- 
ship. Its  policy  today  is  a  consistent 
outgrowth  of  the  sincere  effort  that  has 
been  made  these  four  years  to  reflect  the 
essential  quality  of  San  Francisco. 

Celebrating  its  anniversary  and  the  be- 
ginning of  the  fifth  year  of  growth,  The 
San  Franciscan  will  publish  a  special 
issue  that  will  incorporate  the  regular 
November  magazine  with  a  retrospec- 
tive review  of  the  magazine  since  its 
beginning. 

Hi 

During  its  short  life,THE  San  Franciscan 
has  published  contributions  by  H.  L. 
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Idwal  Jones,  Robert  Joyce  Tasleer,  Col.  C.  E.  S. 
Wood,  Kathleen  l^oms,  Lincoln  Stejfens, 
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Wilson  Follett,  Sara  Bard  Field,  Witter 
Banner  and  other  distinguished  writers. 
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graphs, drawings  —  by  Ralph  Barton, 
Sotomayor,  Peter  Arno,  Ned  Hilton,  Zorach, 
Rivera,  Davies,  Rockwell  Kent,  Winkler, 
Johan  Hagemeyer.  There  have  been  car- 
toons, verse,  pithy  comment,  short  stories 
that  undoubtedly  deserve  to  live. 

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CONTENTS 

October,  1930  Vol.  IV,  No.  10 

Cover  by  Melbourne  Brindle 


ROCKWELL 


KENT 


Montgomery  Street  Canyon,  photograph 6 

First  Year  After,  article  by  Covington  Janin       ....  7 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 8 

Familiar  Figures,  cartoons  by  Roland  Coe 9 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 10 

Polly  Ann  Young  and  Maurice  Williams,  photographs  11 

Passing  Shows,  comment  by  Aline  Kistler 12 

Interval,  verse  by  Vaughn  Meisling 12 

Magnolia,  still  life,  by  Justema 13 

Noel  Sullivan,  portrait  by  Justema 13 


Success  Story,  by  Ralph  Parker                 14 

October,  verse  by  Elvira  Foote 14 

Concerning — John  Henry  Nash  and  Basil  Cameron       .      .  15 

Mrs.  Charles  Dabney,  Jr.,  portrait  by  Justema   .      .      .  <    .  16 

Reigning  Dynasty 17 

On  the  Old  West  Coast,  by  Major  Horace  Bell     ...  1  8 

Of  Ambrose  Bierce,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 20 

Causerie,  book  reviews  by  Frank  L.  Fenton        ....  20 

California  Polo,  by  Brookes 23 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 32 


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THROUGH  this  main 
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business  courses  the 
stream  of  finance  whose 
rise  and  fall  forms  the 
barometer  of  prosperity 
throughout  the  entire  Pa- 
cific Coast.  On  both  sides 
of  the  street  rise  the  dig- 
nified columns  and  crystal- 
line architecture  symboli- 
cal of  modern  life.  An 
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scrapers  rapidly  deepens 
the  canyon  of  this  amazing 
street  which  begins  at  busy 
Market  street  and  ends  in 
a  bohemian  huddle  on 
Telegraph  hill. 


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The  First  Year  After 


A  Brief  Discussion  of  the  Business  Psychology  Following 
the  Culmination  of  the  Great  Stock  Market  Crash  of  1929. 


THERE  is  certainly  no  stronger  instinct 
directing  the  mind  of  intelligent  man 
than  to  project  the  present  into  the 
future.  It  was  the  direct  cause  of  the  final 
and  most  disastrous  phase  of  the  late  bull 
market  in  stocks  and  all  other  saleable  things 
that  felt  its  urge,  and  it  is  therefore  a  direct 
index  to  the  general  depression  which  now 
harasses  us. 

After  the  smoke  and  tumult  of  crashing 
stock  prices  has  at  last  subsided  and  the  play 
of  human  emotions  has  exhausted  the  effects 
of  personal  financial  loss  on  a  somewhat  be- 
wildered business  man's  world,  there  is 
nothing  at  all  mysterious  about  either  the 
recent  stock  market  catastrophe  or  the  en- 
suing stagnation.  A  bull  market,  such  as  the 
amazing  rise  of  stock  prices  which  began  in 
Coolidge's  administration  in  1927  and 
ended  )ust  before  the  turn  of  the  year,  is 
primarily  caused  by  good  business,  sound 
national  finances  and  by  the  readiness  of  the 
public  mind  to  accept  the  phenomenon.  We 
all  remember  with  a  shudder  the  avidity  with 
which  we  purchased  new  and  untried 
securities  last  year  for  no  other  reason  than 
an  unshakable  conviction  that  they  were  going 
up.  Toward  the  end  of  this  phase,  stock 
prices  became,  as  in  the  summer  of  1929, 
ridiculously  high,  everyone  apparently  mak- 
ing money  without  the  slightest  effort,  and  so 
firmly  rooted  is  the  acquisitive  instinct  in 
mankind  that  at  last  money  became  so  dear 
that  we  were  asked  to  pay  four  or  five  hundred 
per  cent  of  the  normal  interest  rate  to  buy 
our  stocks. 

Yet  everyone  was  perfectly  happy  for ,  after 
all,  stocks  were  in  a  new  era.  Everyone  could 
now  afford  two  automobiles  instead  of  one 
so  why  should  not  the  manufacturers  produce 
twice  as  many  as  before?  What  if  common 
stocks  yielded  only  2  per  cent  and  gilt- 
edge  bonds  over  45  per  cent:  the  stocks 
could  later  be  sold  at  a  still  higher  price. 
Academicians,  statisticians,  and  federal  re- 
serve officials,  who  had  seen  it  all  happen 
before,  were  old  and  grey  and  encompassed 
by  moss.  A  new  age  had  dawned  and  only 
they  had  not  yet  felt  its  enlightening  touch. 


SUDDENLY,  or  so  it  seemed  to  us  in  late 
September  and  October  of  last  year, 
everyone  had  as  many  automobiles  as  he 
needed  and  he  came  to  wonder  how  he  was 
going  to  pay  for  all  his  new  splendor.  The 
market  ceased  going  up.  The  business  man 
analyzed,  for  the  first  time  in  two  years,  his 
income  account  and  found  to  his  dismay  that 
he  had  been  spending  stock  market  profits 
for  his  living  expenses;  and  when  he  turned 
to  the  market  to  draw  out  his  next  month's 
rent,  he  found  that  too  many  other  people 
had  the  same  idea,  and  he  had  perforce  to 
sacrifice  some  stocks  to  get  out  of  it  at  all. 
The  house  of  cards  wavered  uncertainly  and 
tumbled;  stock  market  hysteria  and  depres- 
sion were  upon  us,  and  all  the  mighty  words 
of  bankers  and  business  tycoons  and  the  host 
of  others  who  found  themselves  in  high  places 
could  not  replace  a  single  card — for  the  fus- 
ing substance,  public  confidence,  was  com- 
pletely lacking. 

Depression  slinks  over  the  land  like  a 
cowardly  wolf,  casting  suspicious  and  waver- 
ing eyes  everywhere,  while  the  blasted  new- 
era  populace  retires  into  its  half-paid-for 
mansions  and  its  half-empty  factories,  tremb- 
ling for  its  very  life  lest  he  hesitate  too  long 
before  their  doors. 

There  seems  to  be  no  tint  of  blue  in  the 
skies.  No  ray  of  sun  penetrates  the  murk.  No 
one  will  buy  anything,  from  shoe  laces  to 
yachts,  first,  because  everyone  already  has 
enough  to  last  him  for  a  time,  and  secondly, 
because  he  is  afraid  to  spend  any  of  his  still 
remaining  funds  for  lack  of  vision  as  to  where 
more  money  will  come  from.  Thus  continues 
business  stagnation  in  its  season,  for  the  hu- 
man mind  is  busy  again  at  its  old  failing  of 
viewing  the  future  through  the  eyes  of  the 
present. 

At  last,  in  this  old,  old  sequence  of  facts, 
there  comes  a  day  when,  through  the  very 
exhaustion  of  commodities  and  manufactured 
goods,  the  public  must  begin  buying  again, 
whether  it  will  or  no.  The  immutable  urge  of 
demand  against  supply  makes  itself  felt. 
Gradually  manufacturers  will  find  that  their 
factories  are  a  little  busier,  and  merchants 


by  Covington  Janin 

that  a  few  more  people  are  entering  their 
shops.  Before  they  know  it  they  discover  that 
their  revenues  are  not  so  bad  after  all,  and, 
quite  miraculously,  business  will  begin  to 
look  good.  Factories  will  take  on  more  men, 
new  businesses  start,  a  real  estate  boom  will 
be  eminent.  Just  as  the  former  bull  market  at 
its  culmination  left  us  bewildered,  prosperity 
will  have  sneaked  up  upon  us  and  encom- 
hassed  us  in  its  golden  grasp  without  our 
knowledge,  and  without  our  help.  Once 
more  the  world  pro|ects  the  present  into  the 
future  and  nothing  can  stop  business  then. 

THIS  is  briefly  a  picture  of  what  has  hap- 
pened to  us  since  thebleakdays  following 
the  staggering  blows  of  last  November, 
with  the  last  and  happiest  chapter  of  the 
perennial  drama  as  yet  not  enacted.  We  are 
probably  at  the  present  time  near  the  end  of 
the  depression  stage  on  which  a  surge  of  pub- 
lic confidence  can  draw  the  curtain  for  the 
final  act.  The  daily  press  already  is  tinged 
with  a  slightly  roseate  hue,  this  time  with  a 
new  note  of  sincerity,  and  here  and  there,  as 
yet  at  a  far  distance,  a  little  lightening  of  the 
skyward  gloom  predicts  a  hint  of  blue 
beyond. 

But  withal  we  must  not  let  our  wish  de- 
stroy our  critical  judgment.  All  of  us  who 
are  engaged  in  trade  or  finance  are  definitely- 
committed  to  a  policy  of  enthusiasm  toward 
United  States  business,  but  let  us  do  our 
thinking  independently  of  Mr.  Brisbane,  and 
note  that  American  Telephone  &  Telegraph 
Common  Stock  still  yields  only  4.17  per 
cent,  Pacific  Gas  &  Electric  3.38  per  cent, 
United  States  Steel  4.16  per  cent  and  Gen- 
eral Electric  2.20  per  cent  against  an  average 
obtainable  yield  of  4.85  per  cent  in  the  na- 
tion's strongest  industrial  bonds;  and  let  us 
not  for  a  moment  really  believe  that  new- 
eras  or  changed  economic  conditions,  or  our 
shift  to  a  creditor  nation,  or  any  other 
transitory  phenomenon,  have  very  much  to 
do  with  the  time-tried  laws  of  the  economic 
cycle.  And  let  us  finally  remember,  while 
waiting  for  the  first  acceleration  of  the 
mighty  wheels  of  trade,  that  there  is  no 
"new-era"  m  human  nature. 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


NOW  she  signs  and  then  she  cancels. 
Now  she  plays,  then  she  won't  play. 
Now  she  says  yes,  then  no. 

Now  she  passes  out  her  checks,  and  then 
she  vows  they  filled  blanks  with  the  desired 
figures. 

Blank,  we  say,  is  just  about  the  right  clas- 
sification for  Mile.  Bow  herself,  and  any  and 
all  of  her  doings.  Furthermore,  that  a  smart 
fellow  like  Will  Rogers  should  get  taken  in 
by  her,  and  have  to  pass  out  alibis  for  his  part 
in  this  gambling  check  business  is  something 
to  both  pain  and  astonish  us. 

We  refer  to  the  latest  escapade  of  Holly- 
wood's champion  good  little  wench  solely  to 
afford  ourselves  the  pleasure  of  ignoring  her 
in  the  future.  She  can  get  drunk  or  stay  sober, 
get  married  or  stay  single,  save  her  money  or 
give  it  to  her  boy  friends.  We  don't  give  a 
damn  what  happens  to  her,  and  that's  an  end 
to  her  in  these  pages  for  all  time  to  come. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  in  whose  geography 
Los  Angeles  appears  south  of  Market. 

That  our  Board  of  Public  Works  has  a 
notable  talent  for  tearing  up  the  wrong  streets 
at  the  wrong  time  must  be  evident  to  all  who 
have  given  any  thought  or  observation  to  the 
matter.  Generally  speaking,  San  Franciscans 
make  the  best  of  this  propensity  on  the  part 


of  the  Board.  They  pick  their  way  through 
sand  and  debris  with  fortitude  and  resigna- 
tion, and  say  nothing  officially,  and  very 
little  unofficially. 

But  when,  in  the  midst  of  the  Opera  Sea- 
son, the  Board  elects  to  stage  one  of  its  tear- 
ing up  parties  in  the  immediate  vicinity  of  the 
Auditorium,  it  is  time,  we  think,  that  some- 
thing was  said  and  done  about  it  officially. 
Personally,  we  suggest  that  the  Board  be 
given  a  little  lecture  course  on  the  fitness  of 
things.  This  expedient  is  a  mild  one.  Still, 
it  may  serve  to  bring  the  Board's  several  mem- 
bers to  a  realization  of  the  fact  that  to  scale 
sand  heaps  and  hurdle  trenches  in  street  and 
working  clothes  is  one  thing,  but  to  have  to 
do  these  things  when  dressed  for  an  evening 
of  operatic  entertainment  is  quite  another, 
and  to  subject  one  under  these  circumstances, 
to  the  hazards  of  a  disorderly  street  is  an 
indignity  and  an  outrage. 

The  election  of  James  Rolph,  Jr.,  as 
Governor  of  California,  will,  in  more  than 
one  direction,  herald  a  return  to  some  of  the 
picturesque,  old  California  customs  that 
made  the  State  memorable  in  the  annals  of 
American  history.  In  such  a  renaissance  of 
historically  hloed  customs,  modes  and  man- 
ners we  are,  obviously,  deeply  concerned. 

So  we  take  occasion  to  suggest  that  Rolph 


Debussy  strikes  an  elfin  chord  in  me." 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

usher  in  his  governorship  with  an  inaugural 
ball  on  the  prodigiously  lavish,  elegant  and 
grand  scale  of  the  inaugural  balls  of  "the 
good  old  days."  Next,  that  he  promptly  at- 
tend to  re-gilding  the  dome  of  the  State  Capi- 
tal, which  has  been  allowed  to  fall  into  a 
deplorably  shabby  state. 

These  two  gestures  are,  of  course,  largely 
symbolical ,  but  executed  in  the  best  Rolphian 
manner  they  will  serve  to  announce  to  all  the 
world  that  all  is  again  well  in  California, 
since  its  destinies  are  in  the  hands  of  a  man 
from  San  Francisco. 

A  RECENT  overland  tram  westward 
bound  was  boarded  somewhere  in 
Pennsylvania  by  a  maiden  lady  bear- 
ing a  sickly  red  geranium  in  a  pot.  All  the  way 
across  the  continent  this  geranium  absorbed 
the  time  and  attention  of  its  owner,  much  to 
the  amusement  of  San  Franciscan  fellow  pas- 
sengers. At  each  stop  she  took  it  outside  for 
sunshine.  It  must  have  air  but  not  be  in  a 
draft.  It  must  be  kept  moist  but  not  wet.  The 
slightest  sign  of  wither  on  the  edge  of  a  leaf 
precipitated  an  emotional  crisis. 

All  went  well  until  the  train  pulled  into 
Berkeley  and  the  lady  stepped  out  as  usual, 
pot  in  hand.  She  stopped  suddenly.  Before 
her  was  a  great  row  of  giant  geraniums  grow- 
ing along  the  edge  of  the  sidewalk.  Open- 
mouthed  she  surveyed  them  a  moment.  Then, 
muttering  something  strangely  unmaidenlike, 
she  hurled  her  geranium,  pot  and  all,  as  far  as 
she  could,  and  turned  to  re-enter  the  car  with- 
out one  backward  glance  at  the  pitiful  pieces. 

The  chief  justification  of  intoxication  these 
days  seems  to  be  the  fact  that  it  increases  the 
importance  of  even  the  most  trivial  actions 
until  one  has  a  delusion  of  deliberation  in  the 
midst  of  a  hectic  life. 

A  YOUNG  wife,  whose  husband  was 
eager  for  offspring,  was  shocked  the 
other  day  to  have  one  of  the  leading 
stores  deliver  a  baby  buggy  and  complete 
layette.  The  tags  showed  that  the  order  had 
been  placed  by  her  husband  so  she  met  him 
at  the  door  that  night. 

"Were  you  drunk?  What  on  earth  made 
you  send  these  things?  You  know  we  have  no 
use  for  baby  things!" 

"bu-but  I — I  thought  I  saw  you  sewing  on 
tiny  garments  last  evening — " 

The  wife  burst  out  laughing.  "You  poor 
dear!  Those  were  the  seat  covers  for  the  new 
Austin." 

A  little  man  with  washed-out  eyes  who 
was  the  meek  escort  of  a  strappmg  Amazon 
in  her  tour  through  the  store  had  fainted. 

"Is  he  subject  to  this  sort  of  thing?"  asked 
a  floorwalker. 

"Not  exactly,"  replied  the  woman.  "He's 
a  little  nervous  sometimes  though.  I  tried  to 
buy  it  without  letting  him  see  me. 

"Buy  what?"  asked  the  floorwalker. 

'  'A  rolling-pin , ' '  said  the  woman. 


OCTOBER,  1930 


FAMILIAR  FIGURES 

Seen  on  Every  Gridiron  During 
the  Mad,  Glad  October  Days 

by  Roland  Coe 


>»» 


The  Beef  Trust 

Willie  and  Wallie,  who  football  solely 
for  the  love  of  it,  have  just  sighted  a 
pair  of  beautiful  broilers  over  by  the 
bleachers.  Wallie  has  turned  his  back, 
not  in  scorn,  but  in  hope  that  the  num- 
bers thereon  will  recall  to  the  fair 
audience  a  famous  gridiron  hero. 


The  Halfback 

Tony  ("Bullfrog")  Montana  has  taken  his  share  of  the  spot- 
light ever  since,  at  the  tender  age  of  eleven  months,  he  first 
learned  to  walk  on  his  hands.  He  is  more  than  aware  that  he 
is  quite  the  most  important  member  of  the  team,  for  wasn't  it 
his  intelligent  command  that  carried  them  to  victory  last 
week  in  the  bitter  battle  on  the  home  field?  Yes,  indeed, 
Tony  is  the  star  player — and  he  won't  let  you  forget  it. 


The  Three  Graces 

Left  to  right:  Ridicule,  Admiration  and 
Practically  Unconscious.  The  girls  never 
miss  a  game. 


The  Martyr 

Burchard  is  quite  aware  that  he  is  creating  a  sen- 
sation. Ever  since  he  trotted  onto  the  field  he  has 
been  the  subject  of  snickers  not  too  subdued.  He 
would  joyfully  jump  for  a  manhole  if  one  were 
near,  for  the  one  girl  has  just  asked  her  com- 
panion why  they  didn't  let  the  air  out  of  the 
dummy  after  the  tackle  practice  was  over. 


The  Coach 

Time  was  when  the  football  coach  ap- 
peared in  togs  and  ran  through  a  prac- 
tice session  or  two  with  the  boys,  to 
give  them  a  little  added  encouragement 
and  keep  his  foot  in.  Not  so  the  modern 
coaches  such  as  I.  Haman  Howe.  A 
soft  bench  and  hard  language  are  all 
he  needs  to  turn  the  boys  into  cham- 
pions. 


The  Critic 

Professor  Tillinghast,  teacher  of  Biology  and 
Botany,  has  shown  an  amazing  interest  in  football 
of  late,  due,it  is  rumored,  to  a  dispute  that  arose  in 
class  last  week  about  being  able  to  tell  how  far 
a  frog  can  jump.  The  connection  between  frogs 
and  football  is  somewhat  vague,  but  so,  for  that 
matter,  is  the  professor. 


10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCA  I 


SPOTLIGHT 


WE  WENT  to  the  Travers  Theatre  at 
the  Fairmont  Hotel  all  agog  to  see 
"Lysistrata,"  for  word  had  reached 
us  that  several  of  the  older  inhabitants  of  that 
peaceful  hostelry  had  threatened  to  vacate 
becauseof  the  production  s  ribaldries.  Doubt- 
less thev  had  gone  to  the  play,  also,  in  a  state 
of  high  pornographic  expectation  after  a  sum- 
mer season  that  had  held  nothing  more  excit- 
ing than  a  Sunday  evening  concert  m  the 
lobby  led  by  the  intrepid  but  blameless  Rudv 
Seiger.  We  regret  to  state  that  the  reality  fell 
far  short  of  the  expectation  and  we  do  not 
think  that  even  an  old  lady  would  have  been 
unduly  shocked. 

Mr.  Lister  rendered  a  version  of  the  naughtv 
Greek  play  which  was  no  more  bawdy  than 
most  Elizabethan  comedies  and  which  was 
decidedly  tepid  in  comparison  with  any  of 
the  Restoration  variety.  And  we  came  awav 
with  a  feeling  that  the  old  ladies  had  pro- 
tested out  of  sheer  chagrin  rather  than  from  a 
sense  of  having  had  their  morals  affronted. 

Mr.  Travers  with  a  fine  understanding  of 
his  company's  limitations  decided  to  play  up 
the  farcial  situations  for  all  they  were  worth. 
The  result  was  a  rapid-fire  production  that 
confused  the  critical  sense  and  gave  plenty  of 
wholesome  laughs  to  an  audience  that  had 
hoped  for  a  covert  snicker  or  two. 

Thirty  years  ago  the  Travers'  presentation 
of  "Lysistrata"  might  have  brought  the 
police  but  after  a  post-war  course  :n  rabelasian 
literature  and  drama  this  comedv  of  wives 
withholding  conjugal  rights  from  their  sex- 
starved  husbands  really  seemed  very  tame. 
The  idea,  anyway,  wasn't  altogether  convinc- 
ing. We  mean,  where  were  the  ladies  of  the 
Athenian  night-life?  It  was  quite  too  much  to 
expect  us  to  believe  that  there  either  were  no 
attractive  dance-hall  girls  or  that  the  men 
were  too  virtuous  to  traffic  with  them.  Alto- 
gether we  should  say  that  the  play  did  not 
live  up  to  its  risque  reputation. 

LITTLE  Orchid  Annie,"  at  the  Geary 
Theatre,  on  the  other  hand,  had  a  title 
that  exhuded  sweetness  and  light,  but 
as  a  matter  of  fact  contained  about  as  manv 
dirty  lines  either  directly  or  by  innuendo  as  it 
has  ever  been  our  good  fortune  to  listen  to. 
Some  of  these  lines  hit  the  first  night  audience 
amid-ships  and  some  of  them  flew  completely 
over  its  head.  But,  on  the  whole,  the  percent- 
age of  registered  hits  was  large. 

This  aforementioned  first  night  audience 
was  in  a  very  friendly  frame  of  mind.  Every- 
bodv  who  came  on  the  stage  from  Bettv  Bron- 
son  down  to  the  Mannequins,  imported  from 


by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


our  own  City  of  Pans  for  Madame  Elaine's 
Wholesale  Dress  Goods  Establishment,  got  a 
big  hand  of  welcome.  The  opening  fifteen 
minutes  seemed  to  augur  a  flop  for  the  show 
and  even  Miss  Bronson  did  not  inspire  any 
confidence  by  her  entrance.  But  gradually  the 
company  got  into  its  stride,  the  audience  be- 
gan to  get  the  bawdy  allusions  and,  before  the 
curtain  fell  on  the  first  act,  a  good  time  was 
being  had  by  all. 

Miss  Bronson  played  the  part  of  the  baby- 
stare  go-getter  with  the  proper  exaggeration. 
No  one  of  course  in  real  life  could  have  been  as 
dumb  and  kept  out  of  the  home  for  the  feeble- 
minded. But  farce  is  farce  and  as  soon  as  the 
farcial  tempo  was  established  it  was  easy  to 
accept  Little  Orchid  Annie's  idiocies  with- 
out cavil. 

The  plot  was  less  than  nebulous  and  could 
not  have  carried  a  second  act  without  the  de- 
vice of  a  "baby"  party.  The  character  that 
added  most  hilarity  to  this  occasion  was  a 
gentleman  in  a  diaper  and  the  proper  pin  for 
supporting  it.  He  had  nothing  to  do  with  the 
show  except  to  lead  the  police  to  the  door 
and  he  had  even  less  to  say.  But  a  six-foot 
gentleman  in  a  diaper  and  a  safety  pin  needs 
very  little  else  to  put  over  his  act. 

This  second  act  was  likewise  enlivened 
with  a  song  and  dance  by  a  lady  of  color 
named  Albertine  Pickens.  She  stopped  the 
show  and  rightly  so  with  as  artistic  snuffing  of 
the  nether  limbs  as  we  have  ever  seen. 

Next  on  our  list  of  favorites  in  the  cast  was 
Julia  Blanc  as  Madame  Elaine.  But  Julia  is  an 
old  friend  of  ours  that  dates  back  to  our  Kolb 
and  Dill  days  and  then  some.  The  fat  lines  in 
the  show  fell  to  the  lot  of  Mabel  Forrest.  Miss 
Forrest  allowed  them  to  suffer  through  vehe- 
mence and  over-emphasis.  She  worked  too 
hard.  She  was  too  vindictive.  If  she  -would 
act  with  a  little  more  nonchalance  she  would 
improve  the  role  fifty  per  cent. 

Altogether,  "Little  Orchid  Annie"  is 
entertainment  for  the  tired  business  man  and 
the  exhausted  business  woman.  It  doesn't  put 
any  strain  on  either  your  emotions  or  vour 
intelligence  and  stacked  up  against  the  San 
Francisco  production  of  "Lysistrata"  is  a 
much  bawdier  show — that  is,  with  refer- 
ence to  its  lines.  And  like  all  modern  farces 
hailing  from  New  York  it  has  a  "pansy"  in  it. 

IN  THE  splendid,  idle  forties  a  play  was 
written  that  took  the  Atlantic  seaboard  by 
storm.  It  was  called  "Fashion."  The  main 
plot  of  this  opus  had  to  do  with  a  vulgar, 
social  climber  trying  to  marry  off  her  daughter 
to  a  French  count,  whereas  said  young  ladv 


yearned  for  the  office  boy  in  her  father's  shop. 
This  original  idea  had  so  much  vitality  in  it, 
apparently,  that  in  the  year  1930  an  alleged 
sophisticated  comedy  called '  'Young  Sinners" 
uses  the  same  framework.  Only  in  this  in- 
stance the  Frenchman  yields  place  to  a  Haps- 
burg  and  the  youth  of  the  heroine's  dreams  is 
the  son  of  a  millionaire  who  owns  a  line  of 
chain  grocery  stores. 

As  a  burlesque  the  play  ought  to  be  labeled 
great.  It  is  just  another  one  of  those  efforts 
that  serve  up  to  the  man  in  the  street  what 
he  is  determined  to  believe  the  smart  set  is 
like.  The  hero  we  know  was  a  product  of  the 
multiple  corner  grocery  business.  Where  the 
heroine  sprang  from  we  were  not  informed. 
But  since  her  manners  were  those  of  a  gutter 
snipe  we  can  only  conclude  that  it  might  be 
just  as  well  not  to  inquire  into  her  origin  too 
closely. 

We  can't  believe  that  any  audience  takes 
this  play  seriously.  If  the  public  goes  to  see  it 
at  all  it  goes  to  revel  in  its  three-minute 
kisses,  and  the  shoulder  bites  that  are  featured 
so  prominently  in  the  publicity  photographs. 
The  young  people  created  by  the  author  are 
all  sex  exhibitionists,  and  if  the  truth  were 
known  they  went  out  about  six  months  ago 
along  with  short  skirts  and  excessive  gin 
drinking.  Already  the  play  is  old-fashioned. 
If  you  do  not  believe  us  witness,  when  you  go, 
the  line  in  which  the  heroine  tells  her  mother 
how  emancipated  the  younger  set  are  with 
their  bobbed  hair  and  short  skirts — and  she 
wearing  a  dress  that  sweeps  the  ground  while 
she  is  saying  it. 

In  October  "Harper's  Magazine"  there  is 
an  article  by  La  Marr  Warrick  called  "Fare- 
well to  Sophistication."  It  opens  by  com- 
menting on  the  fact  that  Bertrand  Russell  re- 
cently referred  to  Ernest  Hemingway  as  mid- 
Victonan.  Of  course  Ernest  Hemingway  is 
not  mid- Victorian  in  the  chronological  sense. 
That  term  has  grown  to  be  a  state  of  being. 
And,  as  such,  Hemingway  is  qualifying 
rapidly.  Unless  he  changes  his  tactics  and  dis- 
covers that  long  hair  and  long  skirts  and  long 
gloves  have  ushered  in  a  new  set  of  youthful 
manners. 

But  why  should  anyone  bring  up  the  mat- 
ter of  sophistication  in  connection  with  such 
a  play  as  "Young  Sinners!"  There  isn't  a 
sophisticated  line  in  it.  It  is  cheap,  vulgar  and 
blatant  to  use  every  trite  adjective  descriptive 

Continued  on  page  34 


A  Mathematical  Exclamation 
by  Peter 

And  if  I  choose  to  be  a  parabola 
What  of  it? 

Certainly  you  who  are  circles  and  ellipses 
Should  not  object  to  my  indefiniteness. 

You  shut  out  infinity,- 
I  flee  to  it. 


OCTOBER,  1930 


11 


Young  Sinners 


Back  stase  at  the  Curran  this  month 
is  as  exciting  as  out  in  front — more 
so  if  one  agrees  with  Charles  Cald- 
well Dobie's  estimate  of  the  play — 
because  back  there  is  the  "real 
thing.''  Youth  rampant  on  a  field  of 
first  stage  appearance.  Six  youngsters 
fresh  from  first  dramatic  adventure 
in  Hollywood.  Inexperienced, 
bubbling,  hopeful — their  knees  not 
quite  steady,  ankles  still  unused  to 
the  long  dresses  prescribed  for  stage 
youth  this  season  .  .  .  Marveling  at 
audiences .  .  .  curious  about  people 
.  .  .  eager  for  experience  .  .  .  laugh- 
ing at  circumstance  that  necessitates 
the  one  girl  who  does  not  smoke 
to  puff  a  cigarette  on  the  stage  and 


MAURICE  WILLOWS 


POLLY  ANN  YOUNG 


that  keeps  the  one  whose  fingers 
have  an  acquired  cigarette  curve 
from  even  holding  one  .  .  .  Such 
are  the  actors  in  "Young  Sinners" 
— in  defiance  of  the  conventional 
supposition  that  one  must  be  at 
least  ten  years  older  than  the  part 
played  to  be  convincing.  Such  are 
Polly  Ann  Young  and  Maurice 
Willows  pictured  here.  Such  also 
are  the  leads,  John  Darrow  and 
Marian  Marsh,  who  carry  the  play 
after  the  first  act.  And  all  these 
youngsters  are  unanimous  in  their 
appreciation  of  Edgar  McGregor 
who  directed  the  production  for 
Belasco  and  Curran,  preparing  it 
for  the  San  Francisco  premiere. 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


assing  Shows 

Wherein  Art  and  Artists  Bid  for  Attention 
Throughout  the  San  Francisco  Winter  Season 

by  Aline  Kistler 


SINCE  art  and  artists  are  taken  very  seri- 
lously  in  San  Francisco  (so  seriously  in 
fact  that  it  takes  a  strong-minded  person 
to  buy  anything  in  one  of  the  local  galleries  ) 
it  is  highly  interesting  at  this  time  of  the  year 
to  look  ahead  to  see  what  are  some  of  the 
factors  that  will  determine  the  activities  of 
the  next  few  months. 

Summer  and  early  autumn  have  been  some- 
what exciting. 

The  Art  Association  has  had  a  headv 
draught  of  exhilarating  liquor  in  thejames  D. 
Phelan  legacy  which  bequeathed  the  elaborate 
estate  of  Montalvo  to  its  care,  together  with 
an  endowment  for  the  upkeep  and  an  addi- 
tional donation  of  monev  for  the  long  desired 
art  gallery  unit  of  the  California  School  of 
Fine  Arts  buildings  at  Chestnut  and  Jones. 
The  late  Senator  was  an  active  member  of  the 
Association  for  forty-six  years .  and  must  have 
foreseen  with  enjovment  the  situation  he 
would  create  by  giving  it  both  power  and 
money. 

There  has  been  much  speculation  about  the 
possible  development  of  the  California  Palace 
of  the  Legion  of  Honor  under  new  director- 
ship, but  until  the  past  ten  days,  since  the 
arrival  of  Lloyd  LePage  Rollins,  no  one  has 
known  what  would  happen — and  now 
people  are  beginning  to  expect  miracles. 

The  visit  of  Orosco  from  Mexico  led  some 
to  prophesy  a  "Mexican  season"  for  art  in 
San  Francisco  this  winter.  It  remains  to  be 
seen  whether  the  arrival  of  Diego  Rivera  this 
month  to  decorate  a  wall  in  the  Stock  Ex- 
change building  will  fan  the  flame  of  Mexican 
art  enthusiasm  or  demonstrate  the  wide 
psychological  gap  between  the  primitive 
painting  of  a  conscious  communist  propa- 
gandist and  the  modern  pulse  of  American 
life.  San  Francisco  artists  have  been  forced  bv 
publicity  into  unanimous  laudation  of  Rivera 
because  none  is  willing  to  stand  the  crv  of 
"sour  grapes."  However  it  is  not  the  artists 
who  will  be  affected  by  the  experiment.  The 
decorations  are  to  be  in  an  "inner  room"  in- 
habited by  leading  San  Francisco  financiers 
alone.  It  will  be  interesting  to  see  how  they 
stand  the  experiment 

The  visit  of  Herr  Hans  Hofmann  to  teach  in 
the  University  of  California  Summer  Session 
caused  fresh  artistic  hopes  to  rise  in  many 
taltering  breasts  and  spread  a  new  epidemic 
of  "spatial  relationship,"  "composing  within 
the  frame'  and  other  modern  idioms  that  have 
come  to  oust  the  once  important  "perspec- 
tive." Herr  Hofmann  is  a  genial  sort  and  a 
teacher  with  a  talent  for  making  people  "see. " 
Reservations  are  already  being  made  for  his 
classes   when   he   returns   to   Berkeley   next 


summer. 

Furthermore 


the    past    month    has    been 


marked  bv  the  return  to  San  Francisco,  after 
an  absence  of  ten  years ,  of  S vdne v  Joseph .  the 
"finest  draughtsman  the  city  has  produced" 
(I  quote  with  conviction  )  and  a  man  whose 
artistic  attitude  cannot  help  but  effect  the 
coming  season  whether  or  not  his  drawings 
(now  in  England,  he  savs  )  arrive  in  time  for 
an  exhibition  this  winter. 

WrITH  such  summer  activities  in  the 
background  the  coming  months  should 
be  increasingly  interesting — if  the 
gallery  going  public  abandons  itself  to  enjoy- 
ment instead  of  hobbling  along  dependent  on 
a  critical  crutch. 

A  long  step  on  the  path  of  unconditional 
enjoyment  has  already  been  taken  in  the  recep- 
tion ot  the  portraits  by  |ustema  that  occupied 
the  Courvoisier  Little  Gallery  the  last  two 
weeks  of  September  and  the  equally  charming 
]ustema  "non-portraits"  now  there  (through 
October  12th  (Justema  is  the  youngest,  most 
vital  creature  to  fling  his  cap  into  the  sacred 
circle  of  San  Francisco  art  for  many  an  exhi- 
bition fortnight  A  vibrant  youth  with  wav- 
ing blond  hair  and  full-red  mouth,  Justema  is 
one  of  the  unforgettable  bubbles  of  genius 
that  from  time  to  time  rise  to  the  surface  from 
a  Middle  West  heritage.  He  came  to  San 
Francisco  the  first  of  this  year  from  Holly- 
wood and  Los  Angeles  which  made  two  in- 
delible marks  on  his  work ,  the  first  an  Oriental 
flavor  born  ot  eighteen  months  ushering  in  the 
old  Mandarin  theatre,  the  second  an  apprecia- 
tion of  luminous  form  gained  during  his 
association  with  Margaret  Mather,  photog- 
rapher. His  portraits  are  stylized  in  a  form  at 
once  impersonal  and  intimate.  Both  thev  and 
his  non-portraits  are  the  sort  of  thing  that  one 
buvs  out  of  sheer  love  ot  them.  In  doing  so  one 
is  not  conscious  of  fulfilling  a  duty  to  ones 
grandchildren  (unappreciative  brats  that  they 
will  probably  be).  These  are  things  for  en- 
lovment  here  and  now.  For  hanging  on  a  wall 
where  one  can  take  the  swift  filip  they  hold  in 
time  to  replace  them  with  something  equally 
enjoyed  (perhaps  a  later  Justema)  next  year. 

interval 

by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 

The  sea  moved  in  a  symphony, 

At  that  moment  it  was  no  longer  the 
sea, 
But  a  subtle  music,  tender,  disconsolate, 
Made    liquid    and    limitless,   timeless, 
and  free — 
With  an  overtone  of  new  madnesses, 
And  choirs  of  passionate  glee! 


Courvoisier  will  follow  the  Justema  exhi- 
bition with  an  unusual  collection  of  con- 
temporary Chinese  things  brought  here  by 
Grete  Heilbuth  on  h:r  recent  return  from  the 
Orient  .  .  .  lithographs  by  Peter  Krasnow  of 
Los  Angeles  .  .  .  colored  woodblocks  by 
Prescott  Chaplin  whose  Mexican  black  and 
whites  were  shown  in  June,  when  The  San 
Franciscan  reproduced  a  page  ot  them,  and 
whose  New  \ork  exhibition,  sponsored  bv 
Steiglitz,  is  reported  as  having  been  particu- 
larly successful  .  .  .  a  group  showing  of  etch- 
ings bv  Muirhead  Bone.  Whistler, Rembrandt 
and  others  of  established  reputation — water 
colors  bv  Jeffrey  Holt  .  .  .  colored  wood- 
blocks from  Honolulu  .  .  .  and  so  on  into  the 
spring. 

THE  other  day  a  woman  who  owns  a  large 
group  of  prints  that  she  has  gathered  here, 
there  and  the  next  place  told  me  that  she 
was  going  to  mount  them  all  for  her  walls. 
When  I  visited  her  I  found  a  few  unusually 
good  prints  hung  in  her  room  (I  had  not  be- 
fore realized  that  she  had  such  fine  ones )  and 
she  told  me,  rather  amusingly,  "These  are  all 
that  Mr.  Allen  would  let  me  hang."  I  could 
not  help  smiling.  She  referred  to  the  man  who 
mav  well  become  artistic  arbiter  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. Now  that  H.  |.  Allen  (together  with 
R  P.  Blesh  )  has  joined  the  firm  of  Vickery, 
Atkins  and  Torrey  it  is  to  be  expected  that  he 
will  take  more  or  less  officially  the  part  he  has 
played  behind  the  scenes  for  a  number  of 
vears.  Both  as  director  of  the  former  Print 
Rooms  and  as  head  of  the  print  department 
in  Vickerv,  Atkins  and  Torrey,  Allen  has 
stood  for  discrimination  in  art.  Now,  having 
at  his  command  one  of  the  most  charming 
galleries  in  town,  people  look  to  Allen  to 
present  a  truly  distinguished  season  of  art. 

He  will  not  start  the  winter  season  at  the 
Vickery,  Atkins  and  Torrey  gallery  until  the 
first  of  November  when  he  will  present  an 
exhibition  of  water  colors  by  Stanley  Wood. 
(In  the  meantime  there  will  be  informal  hang- 
ings, following  the  California  Society  of 
Etchers'  exhibition  which  has  now  gone  to 
Sacramento  on  the  first  leg  of  its  winter 
joumevs  ).  Stanley  Wood  is  one  of  the  few 
voting  California  artists  to  make  a  significant 
impression  in  the  eastern  art  market  and  he  is 
one  of  the  very  few  artists  who  have  been 
definitely  sponsored  by  Vickery's  (Sydney 
Joseph,  Xavier  Martinez,  Francis  McComas 
are  others).  His  exhibition  will  occupy  the 
entire  month  of  November  and  will  be  the 
first  of  the  major  shows,  but  one  of  which 
will  be  held  each  month  of  the  season. 

L"  DYD  LEPAGE  ROLLINS, new  director 
of  the  California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor,  is  as  closely  observed  as  he  is 
observing.  The  San  Francisco  art  circles  are 
watching  every  move  to  test  the  extent  of 
power  and  approval  given  him  by  Herbert 
Fleischhacker.  It  looks  as  though  there  is  to 
be  an  intelligent  housecleaning  at  the  Palace — 
as  though  San  Francisco  will  soon  have  a 
museum  dependable  in  its  installations,  pro- 
vocative in  its  exhibitions,  and  integrally 


OCTOBER,  1930 


13 


MAUNULIA 

active  in  the  citv's  art  life.  Certainly 
the  tentative  plans  sound  alluring. 

First  there  will  be  an  exhibition 
of  Gothic  and  Renaissance  sculp- 
ture, tapestry  and  furniture.  That 
and  an  exhibition  of  Japanese  paint- 
ing, sculpture  and  the  minor  arts 
from  medieval  times  to  our  own, 
assembled  by  the  Japanese  govern- 
ment for  exhibition  here  in  March, 
are  the  first  two  definite  events  an- 
nounced. However,  the  list  of  prob- 
able exhibitions  is  such  that  San 
Francisco  will  find  even  a  minimum 
of  the  possibilities  rich  fare.  Tenta- 
tive arrangements  have  been  made 
by  Rollins  for  a  showing  of  French 
paintings  from  Manet  to  the  present 
time  ...  a  comprehensive  Spanish 
exhibition  of  paintings  from  the 
14th  century  to  the  present,  includ- 
ing El  Greco,  Velasquez,  Goya, 
Zuloaga  and  the  others  ...  a  furni- 
ture show  of  European  pieces  from 
the  15th  century  through  the  first 
quarter  of  the  19th — accompanied 
by  a  series  of  eight  lectures  by  Rol- 
lins during  a  two  months'  showing 
(probably  early  in  1931)  ...  the 
Italian  section  from  the  Venetian 
Bi-Annual  Exhibition  ...  a  mod- 
ern German  show  .  .  .  French  18th 


. ...n—  — ■■     ■ 


NOEL  SULLIVAN 


JUSTEMA 


JUSTEMA 


century  drawings  and  engravings  .  .  . 
German  1 5th  century  engravings  and 
woodblocks  including  a  representa- 
tive showing  of  Durer  .  .  .  What  a 
prospect!  And  through  it  all  a  con- 
sistent program  of  regular  docent 
service! 

WITH  the  financial  encourage- 
ment of  becoming  a  limited 
corporation,  the  BeauxArts 
galleries  look  forward  to  a  very  ac- 
tive season.  Already  the  exhibition 
of  paintings  by  Lee  Hersch  and  the 
opening  "members  show''  (through 
October  1 1  )  have  drawn  people  to 
the  galleries.  Tea  is  again  served  in- 
formally each  afternoon  and  two 
somewhat  dignified  "hostess  teas" 
have  gathered  delightful  groups  of 
artists  and  patrons — Dr.  Walter 
Simons,  former  acting  president  of 
Germanv  ,and  Sydneyjoseph  serving 
as  lions  for  Mrs.  Drew  Chidester 
and  Mrs.  Edgar  Walter  respectively. 

The  winter  months  will  be 
crowded  full  of  exhibitions  at  the 
Beaux  Arts.  This  month  they  will 
show  recent  work  by  Guest  Wick- 
son  and  a  group  of  water  colors  by 

Continued  on  page  28 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Success  Story 


Not  as  The  American  Magazine  Would  Tell  It 


by  Ralph  Parker 


EVERY  woman  in  the  employ  of  the  ad- 
vertising agency  was  acutely  aware  of 
him,  partly  because  he  was  so  unaware 
of  them. 

Stanley  Broding  was  tall  and  tanned  and 
had  curly  brown  hair.  He  had  a  habit,  in  his 
office,  of  sprawling  himself  over  its  furniture 
on  schoolboy  positions  that  in  anyone  else 
would  have  been  ungainly.  But  it  was  not 
possible  for  Broding  to  be  anything  but 
graceful.  One  felt  that  was  true  of  his  char- 
acter also. 

Dirk,  the  copy  chief,  quickly  learned  that 
Broding  did  his  best  work  in  writing  mes- 
sages addressed  to  women.  There  was  about 
his  sentences  a  delicacy,  about  his  paragraphs 
a  sincerity. 

No  one  in  the  office  knew  much  about 
Broding.  He  was  friendlv  enough,  yet  not  of 
them.  They  talked  in  wisecracks:  he  did  not. 
They  drank  bootleg  and  told  stories:  he  did 
not. 

The  telephone  operator  had  been  unable  to 
make  him.  One  of  the  stenographers  wormed 
a  dinner  and  theatre  engagement  out  of  him 
but  found  him  most  unsatisfactory.  The  only 
woman  in  the  office  not  in  some  measure  disap- 
pointed was  Jeanne — but  then  she  was  in- 
curably romantic  and  worshipped  from  a 
distance. 

Broding  arrived  at  the  office  promptly  at 
nine.  He  left  promptly  at  five.  He  made  no 
pretense  of  liking  his  work  and  talked  no 
words  at  get-together  meetings.  Dirk  tol- 
erated in  Broding  what  he  would  have  con- 
sidered lack  of  spirit  in  anyone  else.  He  did 
not  know  why. 

The  truth  was  that  Broding  hated  business, 
offices,  advertising,  routine.  The  lines  that 
commercial  greed  made  on  the  faces  of  execu- 
tives were  to  him  ugly  lines.  A  slap  on  the 
back  was  to  him  not  a  joviality  but  an  aflront 
— this  not  through  any  snobbishness  but  be- 
cause of  an  inborn  feeling  that  his  person  was 
sacred. 

An  admirer  of  the  childlike  in  men,  he  saw 
in  lunch-club  antics  only  childishness.  He  saw 
business  as  a  grindstone  that  wore  off  the 
eccentricities  that  made  men  individual ,  made 
them  all  alike. 

Not  all  manifestations  of  commerce  were 
offensive  to  him.  Skyscrapers,  tunnels  and 
great  printing  presses  thrilled  him.  "God 
might  well  worship  Man'"  he  would  think. 
Then  the  beauty  of  mechanics  would  be 
marred  by  imaginings  of  petty  economies, 
mean  organization  politics,  harshly  selfish 
motives. 


There  are  men  with  whom  dislike  of  trade 
is  a  cultivated  pose.  That  was  not  true  of 
Broding.  He  would  have  preferred  to  like 
business,  since  he  lived  in  a  business  age.  But 
he  could  not. 

So  it  happened  that  he  was  working  for 
the  sole  purpose  of  saving  his  way  out  of 
business.  He  walked  to  work,  he  ate  no  lunch, 
he  bought  few  books,  he  managed  to  save 
almost  all  of  his  salary.  This  manner  of  living 
was  not  new  to  him,  for  his  hatred  of  business 
was  not  new.  On  his  first  working  day,  at  the 
age  of  eighteen,  he  made  the  plans  he  now  was 
carrying  out.  In  seven  weeks  he  would  be 
thirty  and  he  would  have  twenty  thousand 
dollars. 

In  seven  weeks!  With  all  his  counting  of 
weeks,  he  had  not  realized  fully  how  near 
freedom  was  until  that  morning. 

SEVEN  weeks!  All  day  at  the  office  the 
significance  of '  'seven  weeks' '  hung  about 
him.  He  wanted  to  tell  someone  about  it, 
about  the  happiness  ahead  for  him.  He  had 
never  before  wanted  to  tell  anyone. 

When  |eanne  stepped  in  to  take  dictation, 
he  knew  that  he  must  tell  her.  She  was  sensi- 
tive, she  would  understand.  He  asked  her  to 
have  dinner  with  him. 

At  dinner,  he  told  Jeanne  all  that  he  had 
never  told  to  anyone.  She  was  wholly  ab- 
sorbed in  him,  the  romantic  figure  she  had 
made  of  him  in  her  imaginings,  and  perhaps 
heard  part  of  what  he  was  saving — 

"I  am  going  to  Bali1"  Broding  concluded. 
"It's  the  most  unspoiled,  the  most  natural 
island  on  the  globe.  There  is  no  business 
there.  I  can  live  on  five  hundred  dollars  a  year, 
enough  to  last  until  I'm  seventy.  Forty  years 
of  flowers,  sunshine  and  freedom." 

After  dinner,  they  went  to  his  apartment 
and  he  showed  her  pictures  of  Bah.  He  had 
clipped  and  saved  every  reference  to  Bah  that 
he  had  found,  and  every  picture. 

Jeanne's  appreciation,  her  enthusiasm, 
made  Stanley  tingle,  made  his  body  grow 
warm.  When  toward  midnight  there  were 
no  more  clippings,  he  kissed  her.  It  was  not 
Jeanne  he  embraced,  but  his  plan  and  Bali 
and  approval  of  his  plan. 

They  never  quite  knew  how  it  happened, 
but  it  did  happen.  Perhaps  it  was  becuase 
they  were,  for  their  separate  reasons,  so 
sheerlv  happy.  Or  because  neither  had  ever 
before  had  even  the  semblance  of  an  affair. 

At  the  office  next  day,  Broding  thought 
"six  weeks  and  six  days!"  Six  weeks  and 
five  days — 


Then  tomorrow  was  the  day.  Broding  had 
made  a  reservation  on  a  boat  sailing  at  dawn. 
During  the  day,  he  wrote  his  resignation.  He 
would  put  it  on  Dirk's  desk  after  everyone 
had  left.  He  did  not  want  to  have  to  "listen 
to  reason." 

Broding  stayed  in  his  office  until  seven — to 
be  certain  that  everyone  would  be  gone.  He 
walked  down  the  corridor  to  Dirk's  office 
and  placed  the  resignation  on  his  desk.  He 
walked  back  through  the  general  office — and 
Jeanne  was  there. 

She  looked  up  at  him  and  tried  to  smile. 
Her  head  dropped  to  hide  her  fear. 

But  Broding  knew. 

The  next  morning  he  did  not  even  go  down 
to  see  the  boat  sail.  They  were  married  that 
morning. 

Today  Broding  has  a  twenty  thousand  dol- 
lar interest  in  the  firm,  is  the  vice-president, 
frequently  lectures  before  advertising  clubs, 
and  is  well  on  the  way  toward  becoming  a 
figure  of  business  importance. 


October 

by  Elvira  Foote 

Morning  comes  with  a  shout. 

Exulting  winds  ripple  the  winey  air 

And  toss  the  colored  leaves  about. 

On  the  arbor  wall 

Purple  grapes  hang  in  the  sun 

And,  one  by  one, 

With  no  sound  at  all 

From  bending  trees 

The  cider-sweet  red  apples  (all. 

A  Few  late  wandering  bees 

Hum  round  the  dying  mignonette 

And,  by  yellow  leaves  hid  quite, 

The  blue  figs  and  the  white 

Are  clinging  yet. 

Like  the  rim  of  some  great  cup 

The  naked  hills  rise  up 

To  greet  the  sky — 

O  blue,  blue  sky 

And  honey-colored  hills! 

Once  more  reckless  Autumn  spills 

His  purse  of  golden  hours. 

O  evanescent  gold  and  fleeting  flowers 

What  miracle  is  this?  Spring,  a  fragrant 

ghost, 
Returns  to  lie  in  Autumn's  arms.  O  most 
Exquisite  days — O  shining  earth, 
Every  whisper,  every  sigh  is  of  birth; 
Every  atom,  every  particle  of  breath 
Swells  the  triumphant  cry:  "there  is  no 

death." 


OCTOBER,  1930 


15 


SO  MUCH  has  been  written  and  said 
about  John  Henrv  Nash  that  one  feels 
that  evetyor.e  knows  abovt  him  and  his 
work.  This  San  Francisco  master  printer 
whose  exquisite  work  has  earned  him  two 
college  degrees  without  his  having  at- 
tended any  school  of  higher  learning,  this 
ardent  designer  of  fine  books  whose  publi- 
cations have  for  years  been  among  the  most 
prized possessionsof  bibliophiles,  this  man 
it  is  whom  I  found,  on  meeting  him  for  the 
first  time,  to  be  less  interested  in  personal 
immortality  as  a  printer  than  in  the  crea- 
tion of  a  library  dedicated  to  the  fine  art  of 
printing. 

This  library  of  fine  printing  is  much 
more  than  a  dream.  It  already  is  a  reality, 
the  outgrowth  of  personal  collection  of 
books  over  a  period  of  forty-five  years. 
The  Nash  collection  is  housed  in  the  John 
Henrv  Nash  building  on  Sansome  street — 
on  the  top  floor  with  five  levels  of  presses 
below,  sending  their  rhythms  throbbing 
through  the  very  floor  of  the  room. 

The  room  is  a  simple  one ,  furnished  with  simple  sturdy  tables ,  book 
cases,  reading  racks,  chairs  and  benches  designed  by  Nash  himself.  It 
is  built  around  a  massive  wooden  mantel  which  holds  an  old  figure  ot 
Gutenberg,  carved  in  wood — a  shrine  for  bibliophiles.  And  the  sub- 
stance of  the  worship  of  this  cult  is  contained  in  the  shelves,  cases  and 
occasional  old  chests  throughout  the  room.  Here  are  good  examples  of 
fine  printing,  books  from  all  the  noted 
presses  from  earliest  printing  to  today, 
a  complete  collection  of  Nash's  own 


JOHN  HENRY  NASH 


publications,  and  books  dealing  with  every 
phase  of  the  history  of  printing.  These  last 
are  the  only  ones  whose  presence  in  the 
library  is  determined  by  content — others 
are  here  because  of  how  they  are  printed 
rather  than  what  is  written.  The  books  of 
the  history  of  printing  include  volumes  on 
book  binding,  the  art  of  illustration,  the 
mixture  of  inks ,  the  use  of  color ,  all  phases 
of  craftsmanship  and  art  that  go  into  the 
making  of  fine  books. 

This  library  is  visited  daily  by  numbers 
of  people  from  all  over  the  world  as  well 
as  from  the  immediate  vicinity  of  San 
Francisco  Bay.  It  has  become  a  veritable 
Mecca  for  travelers  and  students  of  fine 
books ,  all  of  whom  are  welcomed  cordially 
by  Miss  O'Day ,  Nash's  chief  of  staff,  secre- 
tary and  hostess. 

John  Henry  Nash  dreams  of  some  day 
building  a  home  for  the  library  high  on  one 
of  the  hills  of  Berkeley.  There  he  hopes  to 
give  it  the  installation  fitting  to  its  pur- 
pose, making  of  both  the  building  and  the 
collection  a  permanent  library  which  shall  be  bequeathed  to  the 
University  of  California  for  perpetuation. 

In  the  meantime,  the  library  is  an  integral  part  of  the  printing  plant 
of  John  Henry  Nash.  From  it  a  door  opens  into  the  airy,  light,  unbe- 
lievably orderly  composing  room.  Close  by  is  the  stock  room  with  its 
thousands  of  sheets  of  exquisite  hand  made  papers  waiting  for  the  day 

when  they  shall  feel  the  imprint  of  hand 
set  type.  It  is  this  library  room  where 


BASIL  CAMERON,   recently   ar- 
rived to  conduct  the  first  half  of 
the  San  Francisco  Symphony  sea- 
son, has  had  to  please  a  wide  variety  of  audiences.  While  very  young 
he  played  the  violin  in  charity  concerts,  he  contended  with  the  foibles 
of    the    dowager    members    of    the     Handel     Society    in   London 
"the    oldest    and    richest  amateur  musical   society    in   England,'' 
he    conducted    at     the    festivals    in    Torquay    where     he  met  a 
sizable  American  colony,  he  met  the  problems  of  Brighton  Sundav 
concerts ,  compromised  the  interests  of  the  pleasure  seeking  idlers  with 
the  enthusiasms  of  the  workers  at 
Hastings,  and  met  the  exactions  of 
the  audiences  at  the  Royal  Philhar- 
monic Society  concerts  in  London. 
And  from  this  varied  experience, 
Cameron  comes  to  San  Francisco  in- 
terested in  the  local  program  of  both 
"pop"    concerts    and    the    regular 
series. 

He  is  interested  in  music  for  the 
masses  as  well  as  for  the  select  few 
who  have  had  musical  advantages. 
In  conducting  a  symphony  he  feels 
that  he  deals  with  a  heritage  due  the 
average  man  as  well  as  the  favored 
minority.  Radio  and  other  facilities 
for  reaching  the  general  public  are 
welcomed  by  him  as  agencies  for 
more  widespread  enjoyment  of 
music. 

"It  is  not  enough  to  play  for  select 
audiences  of  one  or  two  thousand," 
he  told  Redfern  Mason.  "In  a  large 
community  that  is  only  the  fringe  of 
the  population,  so  to  speak.  The 
audience  must  be  enlarged;  the  great 


CONCERNING 


Continued  on  page  34 


BASIL  CAMERON 


mass  of  workers  ought  to  be  brought 
in ;  their  life  fits  them  to  enjoy  music  and 
they  need  it.  So  I  am  glad  to  hear  of  your 
civic ' 'pops' '  in  the  great  Auditorium. ' ' 
However,  Cameron  realizes  that  in  order  to  reach  out  to  the  thou- 
sands ,  music  must  capture  the  enthusiasm  of  those  with  leisure  and 
insight. 

So  it  is  that  he  delights  in  the  discovery  of  music  patrons  in  San 
Francisco  who  are  at  once  enthusiasts  and  amateur  performers.  Having 
been  a  violinist  among  amateurs,  at  one  time  a  pupil  of  Auer,  and 
having  assisted  Coleridge  Taylor  and  later  himself  directed   the 

activities  of  amateur  musician 
groups,  he  delights  to  find  in  San 
Francisco  enthusiasts  such  as  Rich- 
ard Tobin,  with  his  string  quartet, 
andj .  B.  Levison  who  plays  the  flute . 
Basil  Cameron  has  been  in  San 
Francisco  less  than  two  weeks;  he 
met  the  symphony  organization  for 
the  first  time  September  29th,  but 
he  has  been  welcomed  royally  by 
both  critics  and  music  patrons  and 
general  interest  is  manifest  in  his 
first  concert,  October  10. 

His  first  program  will  include 
Weber's  Overture  to  "Oberon," 
which  has  become  almost  a  super- 
stition with  him  as  an  opening 
number  to  his  first  concert  in  a  new 
city,  and  two  numbers  given  here 
for  the  first  time,  Frederick  Delius' 
tone  poem  "On  Hearing  the  First 
Cuckoo  in  Spring"  and  Dvorak's 
Symphony  No.  4  in  G  major.  The 
closing  number  will  be  Elgar's 
"Enigma."  And  so  will  begin  the 
first  season  of  Basil  Cameron. 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


PORTRAIT  BY  JUSTEMA 


MRS.  CHARLES  DABNEY,  Jr. 


The  former  Geraldine  Graham  of  Santa  Barbara  who  has  been  a  frequent  visitor 
to  San  Francisco  and  Pebble  Beach  through  the  summer  months. 


OCTOBER,  1930 


17 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

BIXLER-FAXOX.  On  July  26,  in  Atlanta.  Geor- 
gia. Mr.  Alvin  Pray  Bixler,  of  Tennessee,  and  Miss 
Elsie  Faxon,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ross  Steele 
Faxon. 

POPE-BROWXELL.  OnSeptemhtr  6.  Mr.  George 
A.  Pope.  Jr..  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  of 
Burlingame.  and  Miss  Harriet  Brownell,  daughter  of 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  Erie  E.  Brownell. 

AIXSWORTH-HAMILTOX.  On  August  30.  in 
Palo  Alto,  Mr.  John  C.  Ainsworth,  son  of  the  late 
Mr,  Harry  Ainsworth,  and  Mrs.  Ainsworth.  formerly 
of  Portland,  now  of  Pasadena,  and  Miss  Heath  Ham- 
ilton, daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fletcher  Hamilton, 
of  Menlo  Park. 

BAIRD-SPLIVALO.  On  September  3.  Mr.  Wal- 
ter Howard  Baird,  son  of  Mrs.  Mary  Baird,  of  Los 
Angeles,  and  Miss  Elizabeth  Splivalo.  daughter  of 
Mr.   Raymond  Splivalo  and  Mrs.   Lavinia  Splivalo. 

POTTS- EASTLAND.  On  September  11,  Mr. 
Frederick  Augustus  Potts,  of  New  York,  and  Miss 
Alice  Helen  Eastland,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Thomas  B.   Eastland,  of  Burlingame. 

STEYVART-PEIXOTTO.  On  September  17,  Mr. 
John  Hatch  Stewart,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  L. 
Stewart,  of  Fresno,  and  Miss  X'ina  Peixotto,  daugh- 
ter of  Mrs.  Edgar  Peixotto. 

LEWIS-WHITMAN.  On  September  20,  Mr. 
Douglas  Batchelder  Lewis,  son  of  Mr.  and  M  rs. 
DeLancey  Lewis,  and  Miss  Janet  McCook  Whitman, 
daughter  of  Mr.  Malcolm  Whitman  and  god-daughter 
of  Mrs.   Robert   Burns  Henderson,  of   Burlingame. 

BELCHER-HOLBROOK.  On  September  20,  in 
Coronado.  Mr.  Frank  Garretson  Belcher,  son  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Frank  C.  Belcher,  and  Miss  Harriet  Hol- 
brook.  daughter  of  Mrs.  Paul  Wegeforth. 


ENGAGEMENTS 

ADAMS-BALDIXG.  Miss  Julia  Adams,  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edson  F.  Adams,  of  Piedmont, 
to  Mr.  W.  T.  Balding,  son  of  Mrs.  W.  T.  Balding,  of 
Honolulu,  and  the  late  Mr.  Balding. 

JOXES-KASPER.  Miss  Vail  Jones,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones,  to  Mr.  Robert  Marshall 
Kasper.  son  of  Mrs.  Elsie  Kasper. 

MENZIES-GALLOWAV.  Miss  Mary  Macintosh 
Menzies,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  H.  Men- 
zies.  of  San_  Rafael,  to  Mr.  Allan  Galloway,  son  of 
the  late  Sir  James  Galloway  and  Lady  Galloway,  of 
London,  England. 

WHEELER-POTTER.  Miss  Jean  Wheeler, 
daughter  of  Mr.  Charles  O.  Wheeler,  to  Mr.  Sheldon 
E.   Potter,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Sheldon  Potter. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Miss  Rosemary  Dawson,  who  visited  California 
with  her  parents.  Lord  and  Lady  Dawson,  of  Penn, 
was  the  house  guest  of  Miss  Frances  Stent  and  was 
honored  at  a  luncheon  that  Miss  Stent  gave  in  the 
Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Miss  Dorothy  Mein  entertained  Miss  Dorinda  Ken- 
nedy, of  St.  Louis,  at  the  William  Wallace  Mein 
home  on  Divisadero  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  entertained  Mr.  Preston 
Ames,  Mrs.  Sullivan's  cousin,  as  their  guest  for  a 
time.    Mr.  Ames  now  makes  his  home  in  Paris. 

Miss  Hettie  Stephenson  was  entertained  by  Miss 
Evelyn  Lansdale  at  the  Lansdale  place  in  Carmel 
Valley. 

Mrs.  Milton  Brown,  of  Los  Angeles,  was  enter- 
tained at  the  home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eyre  Pinckard. 
Mrs.   Brown  is  Mrs.   Pinckard's  mother. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  G.  Norris  entertained  their 
niece.  Mrs.  Gerald  Herrmann,  recently,  at  the  Xorris 
home  in  Saratoga. 

Miss  Sarah  Redtngton,  who  makes  her  home  in 
Santa  Barbara,  visited  for  a  time  with  her  brother 
and  sister-in-law.  Colonel  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  Reding- 
ton, in  San  Mateo. 

Miss  Aileen  Johnson,  of  Diamond  Springs,  spent 
some  time  with  her  grandmother,  Mrs.  Charles  W. 
Doe,  at  her  apartments  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins. 
Miss  Johnson  left  recently  for  the  East  to  attend 
school. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stewart  S.  Lowery  gave  an  elaborate 
dinner  party  at  their  Menlo  Park  home  in  honor  of 
Mrs.  Jay  Gould  on  Mrs.  Gould's  arrival  from  the 
Hawaiian  Islands. 


HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Cameron  entertained  at  din- 
ner in  honor  nf  two  brides-elect.  Miss  Janet  Whitman 
and  Miss  Alice  Eastland.  The  dinner  took  place 
shortly  before  the  two  young  women  were  married. 
Miss  Whitman  is  now  Mrs.  Douglas  B.  Lewis  and 
Miss  Eastland  is  Mrs.   Frederick  A.   Potts. 

The  annual  Rummage  Sale  for  the  maintenance 
of  the  Girls'  Recreational  Home  will  be  held  in  Larkin 
Hall  on  October  15.  Mrs.  W.  Parmer  Fuller,  Jr.,  is 
president  and  organizer  of  the  sale  this  year. 

Miss  Mary  Emma  Flood  has  announced  October 
18  as  the  date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  Theodore  Ellis 
Stebbins.  The  ceremony  will  take  place  at  St.  Bar- 
tholomew's Church  in  New  York.  Sirs.  Herman 
Phleger  and  Miss  Mary  Flood  have  already  gone 
East  for  the  event. 

Mrs.  Charles  Christin  entertained  a  group  of  eight 
friends  at  luncheon  at  the  Francisca  Club  during  the 
opera  season. 

In  honor  of  his  niece  and  nephew,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Heber  V.  Tilden,  Mr.  Ross  Weir,  of  New  York,  gave 
an  informal  dinner  dance  recently  at  the  Menlo  Coun- 
try Club. 

Honoring  their  niece.  Miss  Claire  Knight,  and  her 
fiance,  Mr.  Orra  C.  Hyde,  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel 
Y.  Knight  gave  a  dinner  dance  at  the  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins. 

Miss  Ethel  Cooper  entertained  a  group  of  friends 
at  luncheon  at  her  home,  the  occasion  being  in  honor 
nf    Mrs.   Arthur   S.    Chesebrough. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Crocker  entertained  a  house 
party  of  friends  at  their  Pebble  Beach  home  during 
the  California  golf  tournament. 

Miss  Virginia  Phillips  was  hostess  to  a  group  of 
friends  at  her  home  in  Atherton  shortly  before  she 
and  her  mother.  Mrs.  Grattan  Phillips,  came  to  town 
for  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  are  building  a  new  home 
on  lackson  street  and  expect  to  take  possession  nf  it 
early  in  the  year. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  Townsend,  of  Tacoma,  have 
taken  the  Charles  O.  Martin  home  in  Atherton  for  the 
winter.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Martin  will  spend  the  winter 
in  town  and  have  taken  a  house  on  Jackson  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leigh  Sypher  have  returned  to  San 
Mateo  after  spending  the  summer  in  Montecito. 

Mrs.  Russell  C.  Wilson  gave  a  buffet  supper  in 
Burlingame  in  honor  of  Miss  Julia  Adams  and  her 
fiance,  Mr.   W.   T.   Balding,  of  Honolulu. 

The  program  of  the  annual  Grape  Festival  at  Kent- 
field  this  year  includes  a  tea  dansant.  This  will  be 
held  on  the  afternoon  of  October  4  on  the  piazza  of 
the  William  Kent  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  X'ion  Tucker  were  among  those  who 
entertained  for  Miss  Janet  Whitman  and  Mr.  Douglas 
B.  Lewis  shortly  before  their  marriage  in  late  Sep- 
tember. Mr.  and  Mrs.  Tucker  gave  a  dinner  for  the 
couple  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club. 

Mrs.  Warren  Spieker  and  her  mother,  Mrs.  James 
Rucker,  have  returned  to  San  Francisco  after  an 
extended  visit  in  the  Hawaiian  Islands. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Max  Rothschild  are  again  in  Bur- 
lingame after  spending  six  months  in  Germany,  Aus- 
tria and  England. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  has  taken  the  apartment  of 
Colonel  and  Mrs.  Robert  Noble  on  Broadway  for  the 
winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lewis  P.  Hobart  are  at  their  Pacific 
avenue  home  after  spending  the  summer  in  Bur- 
lingame. 

^nss  Claire  Knight  and  Mr.  Orra  C.  Hyde,  Jr.,  will 
be  married  on  X'ovember  15  at  the  home  of  the  uncle 
and  aunt  of  the  bride-elect,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leon 
Bocqueraz. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  A.  McNear,  who  have  been 
spending  the  summer  on  the  Russian  River,  have 
returned  to  their  apartment  on  Hyde  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hays  Smith  entertained  a 
number  of  friends  at  dinner  at  the  Burlingame  Coun- 
try Club  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  S.  Drum. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  R.  BIyth  and  Mr.  Beniamino 
Gigli. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  E.  Alderson  celebrated  their 
silver  anniversary  by  giving  a  dinner  to  seventy  of 
their  friends  at  the  Bohemian  Club. 

Miss  Kate  Boardman  and  Mr.  William  Henshaw 
X'igh,  who  are  to  be  married  on  October  9,  have  been 
honored  at  a  round  of  social  affairs.  Among  those  wrho 
have  honored  the  couple  are  Mrs.  Claude  G.  Furbish 
(Frances  Mace),  Mrs.  Morton  R.  Gibbons,  Miss 
Doreen  Tittle,  Mrs.  Louis  S.  Beedy  and  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Oze  Van  Wyck,  Jr. 


Mrs.  Ashton  Potter  plans  a  trip  to  China  this 
winter  and  will  leave  for  the  Orient  within  a  month. 

Mr.  Peter  McBean  was  host  to  a  group  of  friends 
whom  he  entertained  at  dinner  and  the  theater. 

Mr.  Edward  V.  Saunders  gave  a  large  buffet 
luncheon  at  the  Menlo  Circus  Club  preceding  one  of 
the  recent  polo  games. 

Mrs.  Dunn  Dutton  was  hostess  at  a  buffet  supper 
at  her  home  in  Burlingame,  the  occasion  being  given 
lor  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Xewhall,  Jr. 

The  final  Fashion  Show  of  the  Junior  League  was 
given  at  the  Benjamin  Franklin  Hotel  in  San  Mateo 
on  the  afternoon  of  September  30. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Hamilton  have  reopened 
their  Washington  street  home  after  spending  the 
summer  in  the  country. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marshall  Madison  are  again  in  their 
Clay  street  home  for  the  winter  season. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  William  H.  Crocker  has  joined  Mrs.  Crocker 
in  England  and  will  not  return  to  California  for  sev- 
eral months.  They  will  spend  some  time  on  the  Con- 
tinent. 

Mrs.  Estelle  Monteagle  is  returning  to  Paris  shortly. 
Her  two  daughters  are  in  school  in  Neuilly. 

Mr.  Luigi  Silitti.  Italian  Consul  General,  has  been 
ordered  to  his  new  station  at  Marseilles. 

Mrs.  Jerome  Landfield  sailed  from  XTew  York  re- 
cently for  England  and  will  spend  some  time  visiting 
Count  and  Countess  Andre  de  Limur  at  their  home 
in  London. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W.  Lewis  were  in  Berlin 
at  last  accounts. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  S.  F.  B.  Morse  were  recently  on  Long 
Island,  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Cheever  Cowdin. 
While  in  New  York  they  stayed  at  the  Savoy-Plaza. 

Mrs.  Pollock  Graham  is  on  a  six  weeks'  visit  to 
X'ew  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  J.  Tobin  were  guests  re- 
cently at  the  Savoy-Plaza. 

Miss  Sally  Tanner  has  returned  to  school  in  Balti- 
more after  passing  the  summer  with  her  aunt,  Mrs. 
Charles  Clarke  Keeny,  at  the  latter's  ranch  in  Men- 
docino County. 

Mrs.  Louis  R.  Cates  and  her  family  have  rejoined 
Mr.  Cates  at  the  Ritz-Carlton  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Crocker  are  in  Xew  York. 
Mr.  Crocker  is  studying  at  Columbia. 

Mrs.  William  W.  Crocker,  who  has  been  in  Xew 
York  for  some  time,  recently  entertained  Miss  Marion 
Hollins  at  a  luncheon,  preceding  the  polo  games  on 
Long  Island. 

Mrs.  Marion  Lord  was  at  the  Hotel  Ambassador 
until  the  end  of  September,  when  she  sailed  for  Paris. 

Mrs.  Cyril  McXear.  whose  home  in  now  in  New 
York,  was  among  the  guests  at  a  dinner  given  re- 
cently at  the  Central  Park  Casino  bv  Mr.  John  L. 
Merrill,  Jr. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Major  and  Mrs.  Barclay  Warburton  were  recently 
at  the  Hotel  Del  Coronado. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Taylor  Pdlsbury  recently  spent  a 
week-end  in  Santa  Barbara  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  D. 
Pdlsbury. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  W.  B.  Coffey  were  recent  visitors 
at  Coronado  during  the  meeting  of  the  American 
Railway  Surgeons. 

Mr.  William  Ede,  Jr.,  was  a  guest  recently  at  the 
Biltmore  Hotel  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mrs.  Paul  I.  Fagan  presented  a  tract  of  land  to  the 
city  of  Honolulu,  the  land  to  be  converted  into  a  park 
and  named  the  William  G.  Irwin  Park,  in  honor  of 
her  late  father.  The  gift  was  made  during  the  recent 
sojourn  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Fagan  in  Honolulu. 

Mrs.  Frances  H.  Stent  and  her  two  daughters 
spent  a  week  at  the  Biltmore  Hotel  in  Santa  Barbara 
recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  O.  G.  Miller  were  guests  at  the 
Huntington  Hotel  in  Pasadena  for  a  week. 

Mr.  Frederick  Clift  spent  several  weeks  at  El 
Mirasol  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mrs.  William  Cannon  spent  a  month  in  Santa  Bar- 
bara recently  and  joined  in  the  activities  of  the 
younger  set  in  Montecito. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ettore  Avenali  and  their  daughter 
were  guests  at  the  Miramar  in  Montecito  during 
September. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


On  the  Old  West  Coast 


Joaquin  Murrieta 
From  a  painting  by  a  Padre  of  Carmel 

IT  HAS  been  published  and  republished  that 
the  noted  bandit,  ]oaquin  Murrieta,  was 
killed  on  the  border  of  Tulare  Valley  in 
1853.  Captain  Harry  Love  of  the  Rangers, 
with  a  half  dozen  of  his  men,  surprised  the 
bandit,  killed  him  and  one  of  his  lieutenants 
notoriously  known  as  "Three-Fingered- 
Jack."  Joaquin's  head  and  Three-Fingered- 
Jack's  hand  were  preserved  in  alcohol  and  for 
a  number  of  years  were  on  exhibition  at 
Natchez's  Arms  Store  and  Pistol  Gallery  on 
Clay  street,  opposite  the  old  Plaza  in  San 
Francisco. 

Natchez  was  a  character.  He  came  from 
Natchez,  Mississippi,  and  that  is  how  he  got 
his  sobriquet.  Natchez  furnished  and  loaded 
all  of  the  pistols  used  in  early-time  duels  and 
in  this  respect  his  fame  became  as  wide  as  the 
state  itself.  A  great  pistol  expert  was 
Natchez.  He  was  accused  of  contributing  to 
the  killing  of  Senator  Brodenck  bv  |udge 
David  S.  Terry  in  1859.  That  is,  he  was 
accused  of  setting  the  triggers  of  ths  pistols 
used  so  delicately  that  the  sudden  raising  of 
one  would  cause  it  to  go  off;  that  Terry  was 
made  aware  of  this  fact,  but  Brodenck  was 
not.  Brodenck  was  said  to  have  brought  his 
pistol  up  with  a  jerk  and  it  was  discharged, 
the  bullet  entering  the  ground,  whereupon 
Terry  took  deliberate  aim  and  Brodenck  fell 
dead.  This  is  the  old  story,  but  from  mv 
knowledge  of  Natchez  and  of  all  the  persons 
concerned  in  that  duel  I  am  willing  to  say 
that  it  is  all  an  arrant  fiction. 
•       •       • 

Among  the  most  eminent  of  those  gentry 
that  complimented  California  with  a  visit 
were  two  whom  1  particularly  remember,  Jim 
Holmes  and  Jim  McLean,  both  big,  hand- 
some, athletic,  educated  and  apparently 
well-mannered  Americans — but  cut-throat 
robbers,  nevertheless.  The  author  had  the 
distinguished  honor  of  personal  acquaintance 
with  these  two  celebrities.  They  honored 


San  Francisco  by  their  arrival  in  1854. 
Holmes  was  gathered  into  the  fold  at  San 
Quentin  in  short  order,  but  the  authorities 
did  not  lay  claim  to  Jim  McLean  until  Januarv 
'55,  when  he  took  up  his  quarters  at  the 
State's  boarding  house  under  a  ten-year  sen- 
tence for  a  Wells,  Fargo  robbery. 

1  forget  what  it  was  that  caused  Mr. 
Holmes  to  reside  temporanlv  at  San  Quentin; 
but  it  was  apparent  that  he  was  too  great  a 
man,  too  useful  to  certain  classes  of  the  out- 
side world,  to  be  kept  inside  prison  walls  for 
any  considerable  period  of  time.  So  in  March, 
'56,  our  then  great,  beer-drinking  governor 
of  California,  John  Bigler,  pardoned  him. 

It  was  like  this.  By  some  means  or  other 
Jim  Holmes  entered  in  negotiations  with  |ohn 
Bigler  for  his  freedom.  He  represented  to  the 
governor  that  he  had  $200,000  worth  of  gold 
dust  buried  on  the  Isthmus  of  Panama,  and 
that  if  His  Excellency  would  only  let  him 
out  he  would  make  an  equal  divvy. 

Jim  Holmes  went  free.  He  immediately 
sailed  for  Panama  accompanied  by  an  agent 
of  the  governor.  The  author  was  a  passenger 
on  the  same  steamer. 

Oh,  what  a  swell  Mr.  James  Holmes  did 
cut  on  that  boat!  Many  thought  he  was  a 
statesman  on  his  way  to  Washington,  others 
that  he  was  a  confidential  agent  for  Cor- 
nelius Vanderbilt ,  on  whose  steamer  we  were 
traveling,  which  appeared  probably  because 
he  certainly  seemed  to  own  the  vessel.  Some 
contended  he  was  Sir  Harry  Huntlv,  an 
eminent  English  traveler  who  was  then  doing 
the  Pacific  Coast  incog.  But  a  few  of  us  on 
board  knew  who  the  fellow  was  and  some- 
body let  the  secret  out.  But  that  the  gentle- 
man was  an  eminent  cut-throat  and  Isthmus 
robber  only  increased  the  awe  with  which 
he  was  regarded  by  the  majority  of  his  fellow 
passengers,  because  Jim,  when  the  cat  got  out 
ol  the  bag,  told  an  appealing  story  of  how  the 


We  present  excerp 
written  by   Major 
Bartlett  (or  publicJ 
California  will  sure. 
Major  Bell,  the  sell 


fair  treatment  he  had  received  from  the 
authorities  in  California  had  made  a  new  man 
of  him,  had  reformed  him;  that  now  he  was 
going  down  to  claim  a  fortune  which  awaited 
him  so  that  henceforth  he  could  live  a  good 
and  charitable  life.  After  this  sentimental 
outburst  most  of  the  passengers  seemed  to 
deem  it  an  honor  to  touch  the  hem  of  the  con- 
vert's garment,  and  Mr.  |arnes  Holmes  stalked 
around  the  steamer  with  all  the  dignity  of  a 
mastiff  in  the  presence  of  poodles. 

Having  once  set  foot  in  Panama  Mr.  Holmes 
gave  the  governor's  confidential  agent  the  cold 
shake.  He  advised  the  gent  to  go  back  to 
Governor  Bigler  with  his  compliments  and 
tell  him  that  he  would  lay  for  him  the  next 
time  His  Excellency  crossed  the  Isthmus  go- 
ing East. 

IT  IS  not  to  be  inferred  that  only  men 
eminent  in  a  criminal  wav  distinguished  the 
Pacific  Coast  in  those  days,  though  one  is 
tempted  to  pick  these  out  as  the  most  enter- 
taining to  write  about.  Some  of  the  most  re- 
markable characters  that  have  illumined  the 
world's  history  within  the  past  fifty  years 
were  somehow  or  other  identified  with  Cali- 
fornia in  her  golden  age,  1849  and  the  early 
'50's.  The  Califorman  connections  of  some 
of  the  great  writers  and  artists  of  various 
kinds  in  that  period  are  familiar  to  the  public , 
but  there  is  also  a  list  of  military  and  naval 
names  that  afterward  became  eminent.  For 
instance:  Grant,  Sherman,  Stoneman,  Hooker, 
Halleck,  Mansfield,  Steadman,  all  of  whom 


Meiggs  Wharf,  San  Francisco  near  the  present  site  of  Fishermans  Wharf 


OCTOBER,  1930 


19 


rom  the  book  "On  the  Old  West  Coast", 
)race  Bell  and  recently  edited  by  Lanier 
n  by  William  Morrow.  The  lover  of  early 
delight  in  these  fascinating  reminiscences  of 
anfessed  "truthful  historian". 


later  won  fame  on  the  field  of  courage.  Even 
grand  old  Farragut  was  a  familiar  figure  at 
the  Oriental  Hotel  in  San  Francisco  when  he 
was  in  command  of  the  Mare  Island  Navv 
Yard. 

Hubert  Howe  Bancroft  grew  great  in  the 
biography  business.  He  was  the  top  of  the 
biographical  graft.  He  began  compilation  of 
a  work  to  be  called  "Kings  of  the  Common- 
wealth." Think  of  it — Kings  of  the  Com- 
monwealth! Any  one  could  be  a  king  of  this 
commonwealth  by  paying  from  one  thousand 
to  five  thousand  dollars  Every  old  gambler 
in  San  Francisco ,  every  old  stockbroker ,  every 
shoddy  real  estate  man  and  all  of  the  sand-hill 
lords  caught  at  the  bait. 

THE  first  Los  Angeles  mob  raised  its  horrid 
head  in  1851  when  a  Mexican  named 
Zavalete  was  hanged.  From  that  time  on 
mob  rule  and  lynchings  showed  a  healthy 
growth  from  year  to  year  until  in  1861  the 
great  traveler,  J.  Ross  Browne,  visiting  here, 
was  moved  to  contribute  to  Harper's  Weekly 
in  New  York  some  astonishing  observations 
on  life  and  death  in  the  City  of  the  Angeles. 
He  said  he  was  familiar  with  all  manner  of 
game  hunting  the  world  over — buffalo,  bear 
and  wild  turkey  in  the  West;  tigers  in  India, 
lions  in  Africa  and  jaguars  in  South  America — 
but  that  Los  Angeles  was  the  first  place  he 
had  ever  been  where  he  had  been  honored 
with  an  invitation  to  go  man  hunting. 

"Why,"  wrote  the  globe-trotting  Browne, 


"you  would  sit  at  the  breakfast  table  of  the 
Queen  of  the  Angels  and  hear  the  question  of 
going  out  to  shoot  men  as  commonly  discussed 
as  would  be  duck  shooting  in  any  other  coun- 
try. At  dinner  the  question  would  be,  'Well, 
how  many  did  they  shoot  today?  Who  was 
hanged?'" 

One  evening  this  distinguished  traveler 
was  sitting  under  the  portales  in  front  of  the 
Bella  Union  Hotel  on  Main  street,  his  chair 
tipped  back  against  the  adobe  wall  as  he  en- 
joyed his  post-prandial  cigar.  Through  the 
deeply-embrasured  windows  to  either  side 
of  him  could  be  heard  the  sounds  from  the 
barroom — clinking  glasses,  loud  discussions 
in  English  and  Spanish,  the  click  of  billiard 
balls.  Outside  the  street  seemed  in  complete 
siesta,  thought  Mr.  Browne,  and  he  was  about 
to  yield  to  that  snoozy  feeling  himself  when 
he  noticed  that  a  citizen  had  suddenly  ap- 
peared close  to  him  and  without  paying  the 
least  attention  to  Browne  was  dodging  back 
and  forth,  peering  into  one  window  and  then 
another,  a  double-barreled  shotgun  held  at 
ready.  Here  in  the  portales  there  was  deep 
shadow  except  for  the  yellow  shafts  of  light 
from  the  windows.  The  citizen  •would  raise 
his  gun  and  aim  carefullv  into  the  barroom  of 
our  leading  hostelry,  then  apparently  his 
game  would  move  and  he  would  "recover 
arms"  and  tiptoe  to  another  window. 

Finally  Mr.  Browne  could  restrain  his 
curiosity  no  longer  and  ventured  to  ask  the 
hunter  what  he  was  aiming  at. 

"Sh!  Sh!  you  damn  fool!"  whispered 
Gabe,  for  this  was  no  less  than  Gabe  Allen, 
an  eminent  character  of  the  Pueblo  in  those 
days.  "Don't  make  a  noise!  I'm  trying  to 
bunch  them  fellows  in  there.  I'd  like  to  get  a 
half  dozen  at  a  shot." 

•       •       • 

With  the  aid  of  the  Spanish-speaking 
population    the    Republicans    elected    Billy 


■  *?■' 


Panorama  of  Los  Armeies  in  the  50's  looking  north  along  Main  Street 


Don  Francisco  Sepulveda 
Alcalde  of  Los  Angeles  in  1825 

Warren  city  marshal.  Billy  Warren  wanted 
one  more  policeman  to  add  to  the  force,  then 
numbering  six.  He  came  to  me  about  it  and  I 
named  Jack  Rhodes,  who  had  been  a  gallant 
member  ot  the  Second  Illinois  Cavalry,  and 
with  whom  I  had  served. 

Did  this  produce  a  sensation?  You  can 
imagine'  Joe  Dye,  a  noted  man-killer,  was  a 
member  of  the  police  force,  and  he  began  to 
brow-beat  and  insult  Warren  because  of  this 
appointment,  and  two  years  later  the  feud 
thus  engendered  ended  in  Dye  killing  War- 
ren. Shortly  after  killing  the  marshal  Dye 
killed  a  couple  of  other  men,  and  then  fell  out 
with  his  foster  son,  who  barricaded  himself 
in  a  window  on  the  south  side  of  Commercial 
street  and  sat  there  with  a  double-barreled 
shotgun  loaded  with  buckshot  until  Joe  came 
along  and  then  riddled  him. 

ONE  day  during  the  height  of  the  Denis 
Kearney  campaign  in  San  Francisco 
against  the  Chinese  in  California,  when 
the  union  workingmen  were  being  inflamed 
against  coolie  labor,  a  delegation  of  so-called 
workingmen  called  at  Major  Reynold's  office 
in  Los  Angeles.  The  Major  was  doing  some 
work  in  Southern  California  at  the  time  for 
the  Surveyor  General  and  maintained  an  office 
in  the  old  Temple  Block,  near  my  own.  I  said 
so-called  workingmen  because  the  agitators 
that  made  up  the  visiting  committees  in  those 
days  were  merely  windjammers  that  did  no 
work  except  with  their  voices. 

The  Major  and  I  were  enjoying  post- 
prandial cigars  and  some  gossip  in  his  office 
when  in  walked  the  delegation,  requesting  a 
contribution  to  the  "Workingmen's  Fund," 
to  be  used  to  bring  about  legislation  for  the 
expulsion  of  the  Chinese  from  California. 
Reynolds  listened  respectfully  to  their 
speeches  and  when  they  had  finished  this  was 
the  answer  he  shot  back  at  them: 

"A  fine  set  of  statesmen  you  are,  picking 
me  out  to  insult  me.  You  come  here  asking  me 

Continued  on  page  26 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


IN  THE  first  issue  of  Tlic  Argonaut  Ambrose 
Bierce  announced  that  his  intention  was  to 
punfv  the  journalism  of  San  Francisco  by 
instructing  such  writers  as  were  worthy  of 
instruction,  and  to  assassinate  those  that 
were  not. 

In  the  second  issue  of  The  Argonaut  Bierce 
commented  upon  a  list  of  American  million- 
aires published  by  a  New  York  paper  and 
crediting  San  Francisco  with  thirty  holders 
of  such  wealth.  Bierce  compiled  a  list  of  100 
San  Franciscans,  having  a  $1,000,000  or 
more,  and  commented  thus:  "Some  have 
grown  rich  bv  plodding  toil.  Some  have 
crawled  along  the  slimy  path  of  usury;  some 
have  leaped  into  unexpected  riches  by  un- 
expected luck  .  .  .  The  productions  of  some 
of  them  are  highlv  creditable,  and  there  are 
some  whom  God  Almighty  would  be  glad 
to  be  relieved  from  the  responsibility  of  their 
creation." 

During  the  middle  1890s  Bierce  showed 
a  visiting  New  York  journalist  the  section  of 
sidewalk,  shortlv  before  spattered  with 
the  blood  and  brains  of  a  recent  murder 
victim.  He  remarked  sadly  that  killings  in 
San  Francisco  had  lost  qualitv.  The  custom 
of  impromptu  hangings  had  also  passed  from 
th;  town's  cahndar  of  social  usage.  It  was 
high  time,  declared  Bierce,  that  he  left  the 
citv. 

When  Hearst  sent  Bierce  to  Washington 
and  New  York  in  1896  to  lay  close  range 
siege  to  his  old  enemy  Collis  P.  Huntington, 
Huntington  and  his  railroad  owed  the  nation 


CAUSERIE 


FOR  a  number  of  years  Charles  Norris 
occupied  a  rather  uncomfortable  position: 
he  was  known  either  as  the  brother  of 
Frank  Norris  or  as  the  husband  of  Kathleen 
Norris.  He  hardly  could  call  his  life  his  own. 
But  slowlv  he  has  won  a  recognition  which 
may  eventuallv  secure  for  him  a  reputation 
greater  than  that  of  either  of  the  other  mem- 
bers of  his  familv.  Some  of  us  will  no  doubt 
go  to  the  end  of  our  days  considering  Frank  a 
finer  writer  and  regretting  his  earlv  death, 
but  even  we  are  increasingly  willing  to  admit 
that  Charles  certainly  has  his  good  points. 
Unfortunately,  his  new  novel  Seed  (DohMc- 
tkv-Donjn  )  does  not  add  very  much  to  his 
reputation.  I  confess  that  my  reading  has  been 
hasty;  I  have  not  given  the  book  the  fair  trial 
of  a  long  and  careful  examination.  The  fault 
may  easily  be  mine,  but  I  find  the  book  dull. 
Mr.  Norris  is  too  concerned  with  his  thesis, 
forgetting  that  once  the  novelist  lets  his  thesis 
become  his  chief  consideration,  he  ceases  to 
be  an  artist  and  becomes  instead  a  writer  of 
tracts.  The  book  reminds  me  a  little  of  a  bad 
novel  of  Zola,  Fecundtte,  in  which  the  theme 
is  reversed;  Zola  showed  the  catastrophies 
which  followed  upon  the  practice  of  birth 
control;  Mr.  Norris  implies  rather  dire  re- 
sults if  one  does  not  practice  birth  control. 


Of  AMBROSE  BIERCE 

And  His  Part  in  the  History  of 
San  Francisco  Journalism. 


$75,000,000  in  interest  on  government 
bonds ,  advanced  by  Congress  to  aid  in  financ- 
ing the  Central  Pacific.  Huntington  had  intro- 
duced into  Congress  a  bill ,  so  worded  that 
its  sole  purpose  seemed  to  be  to  arrange  for 
payment  of  this  sum  by  the  railroad  in  small, 
convenient,  protracted  payments. 

In  its  way,  this  plan  might  be  deemed  fair 
enough.  Its  logic  stood  every  chance  of  being 
accepted  as  seemly  and  fair  by  the  country's 
"best  minds,"  until  Bierce  exposed  the  bill 
as  an  ingenious  scheme  to  enable  the  road  to 
ultima telv  evade  payment  of  the  $7  5 ,000 ,000 
and  to  give  the  road  steel  clad  and  eternal 
hold  on  the  West  and  the  fulness  thereof. 

In  the  Biercian  spotlight  "Uncle"  Collis 
Huntington  squirmed  nakedly.  The  story  is 
told  that  he  one  day  met  Bierce  and  insolently 
asked  what  his  price  was.  Bierce  sharplv  re- 
plied that  it  was  $75,000,000,  payable  to 
him  or  the  United  States  Treasurer.  The  bom- 
bardment continued.  Huntington  cursed, 
lobbied  and  dodged  this  way  and  that.  The 
spotlight  followed  his  everv  move.  In  time, 
its  hot,  vellow  glare  wore  to  raggedness  even 
the  Huntington  resistance.  The  bill  in  ques- 
tion was  withdrawn  from  Congress. 


by  Frank  L.  Fenton 

But  it  would  be  unfair  to  say  that  the  book 
was  merely  a  tract  on  birth  control ;  there  is 
far  more  to  it  than  that.  Still,  the  large  sale  of 
the  book  depends  partly  upon  the  fact  that 
the  layman  suspects  it  to  be  a  bit  of  a  shocker, 
which  it  is  not.  He  is  too  good  a  writer  to 
have  to  depend  upon  a  succts  ilu  scandal . 

COMING  from  a  literary  familv  surely 
has  its  drawbacks.  Note  the  unfortunate 
case  of  young  Shan  Sedgwick.  Scribner's 
have  recently  published  his  novel  Wind 
Without  Rain,  but  they  were  not  content  to 
let  the  book  and  the  author  rest  on  their 
respective  merits.  Instead  we  are  told  that 
Mr.  Sedgwick  is  the  nephew  of  Ellery ,  editor 
of  the  Atlantic,  a  distant  cousin  of  Anne 
Douglas,  and  a  great  grandnephew  of  Cathe- 
rine, a  literary  lady  of  the  ante-bellum  (Civil  ) 
days.  With  such  a  blast  of  ancestral  trumpets, 
any  writer  would  be  (or  ought  to  be)  em- 
barrassed. The  book  is  a  first  noveT,  if  we  dis- 
regard the  one  which  the  helpful  editors  tell 
us  was  thrown  into  the  Seine  by  its  unsatisfied 
author.  We  shan't  be  so  cruel  as  to  say  this 
one  should  have  been  thrown  in,  too,  al- 
though it  is  a  great  temptation.  The  book  is 
an  unemotional  expose  of  the  inner  lives  of 
our  financially  secure  pillars  of  society  in  a 


by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

ROUGHLY,  these  four  incidents  comprise 
a  synopsis  of  Ambrose  Bierce's  career, 
as  an  American  and  particularly,  a  San 
Francisco  journalist.  He  had  come  to  the 
town  in  the  middle  1860s,  following  his 
Civil  War  career.  He  obtained  a  position  in 
the  Sub-Treasurv  office  and  proceeded  to  look 
about  him.  To  a  man  of  his  mind  the  San  Fran- 
cisco of  the  day  offered  a  diverting  spectacle. 
The  Central  Pacific  was  building  and  near- 
lng  completion.  The  air  of  the  mining  camp 
was  still  with  the  city.  Occasionally,  justice 
was  done  directlv  to  horse  thieves  and  hold 
up  men,  in  view  of  all  who  cared  to  witness 
the  proceedings.  Divorces  were  studies  in 
lurid  colors.  Suicides,  by  reason  of  financial 
reverses  or  misunderstandings  in  romance  or 
marriage,  were  pleasantly  and  dramatically 
numerous.  The  Comstock  Lode  was  in  active, 
fevered  development.  The  Stock  Exchange 
had  been  organized  m  1862,  thus  rendering 
it  possible  to  gamble  by  rule  and  respectably, 
and  democratically  opening  this  San  Fran- 
cisco pastime  to  bank  clerks,  messenger  boys, 
ladies'  maids  and  street  car  conductors. 
Continued  on  page  24 

fashionable  New  York  suburb.  It  reveals  their 
bargainings  with  bootleggers  and  their  dalli- 
ance with  stenographers  But  most  of  the 
characters  fail  to  come  to  life.  Even  Kay 
Bvrne,  one  of  the  secretaries  who  dismisses  a 
vexing  current  problem  with:  "Free  love's 
terrible  expensive,"  does  not  quite  get  over. 
The  one  character  who  does  is  Hartley, 
spoiled  son  of  a  rich  and  lecherous  old  father. 
voung  and  handsome  Hartley  who  "might 
have  shaken  himself  out  of  the  perfumed  bed 
of  some  leading  actress,  or  princess  visiting 
America.  He  might  have  been  standing  or  ly- 
ing on  the  pavement  since  dawn  outside  a 
brothel  or  the  apartment  of  the  night  before's 
pick  up.  You  never  could  tell."  But  after  the 
author  kills  him  off  before  the  book  is  halt 
over,  the  life  goes  out  of  it  completelv. 

Certainly  no  one  has  more  admiration  for 
the  academic  attainments  of  Dr.  William 
Lyons  Phelps  than  I,  but  I  regret  tha:  he  feels 
it  necessarv  to  publish  such  anecdotes  as  we 
find  in  Essays  on  Things  (MacMillan).  The 
son  of  a  Baptist  minister  and  himself  a  pro- 
fessor, Dr.  Phelps  I  suppose  cannot  help 
preaching,  and  that  he  does  vigorously 
whether  his  subject  is  a  pair  of  socks  or 
Russia  before  the  revolution.  Through  it  all 
runs  a  vein  of  bland  and  academic  humour 
which  smacks  rather  too  much  of  the  class- 
room. After  a  hundred  pages  or  so,  one  turns 
with  relief  to  something  a  little  more  vital. 
This  something  might  very  well  be  Ocean 
Parade  (Robert  McBnde  and  Company  )  by 
Fntjoff  Michelson  and  Leon  Byrne,  a  rollick- 
Continued  on  page  22 


OCTOBER,  1930 


21 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 

AS    THE    winter    season    gathers    mo- 
^\   mentum    The    Mark     Hopkins    and 
The    Fairmont    Hotels— the    Aristo- 
crats of  Nob  Hill— draw  a  large  number  of 
permanent  guests  who  find  that  Nob  Hill  is 
the  ideal  situation  for  town  residence.  Un- 
hampered with  details  of  a  private  establish- 
ment, more  and  more  people  appreciate  the 
perfect  service  of  the  two  leading  hotels. 
They  find  the  combination  of  private  suite 
with   unlimited   entertaining   facilities   quite 
suited  to  the  modern   social   pace  ...  As 
the  season  advances,  Peacock  Court  and  the 
dignified    dining    rooms    of    The    Fairmont 
draw  increasingly  gay  crowds.  At  luncheon, 
the  city's  smartest  women  meet  friends  for 
post-shopping   or   pre-bridge   engagements 
and   business   men,  seeking   an   hour  away 
from    the   tension    of    Montgomery    street, 
engage  tables  on  Nob  Hill,  three  minutes 
from  the  heart  of  the  financial   district  .  .  . 
As  evening  falls,  tea,  dinner  and  dancing 
follow  each  other  in  a  crescendo  of  gaiety. 


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Continued  from  page  20 

ing  good  tale  of  a  voyage  to  the  Orient  as 
members  of  the  crew  o  the  West  Wanderer. 
The  thing  is  filled  with  brawls,  fights,  nar- 
row escapes,  and  amazing  drinking  bouts.  It 
is  fantastic.  One  is  almost  led  to  doubt  the 
veracity  of  the  authors,  but  they  swear  it's 
true.  And  even  if  it  weren't,  it  wouldn't 
matter,  for  the  whole  thing  is  told  with  a 
vigor,  enthusiasms,  and  complete  naivete  that 
makes  it  a  charming  relief  from  the  rather 
weary  sophistication  of  current  fiction.  One 
can  forgive  the  self-conscious  display  of  a 
familiarity  with  literature  which  is  not  com- 
plete enough  to  prevent  misquotation;  one 
can  forgive  the  lapses  into  a  rather  lurid 
sentimentality.  Both  of  these  defects  grow 
out  of  the  book's  chief  virtues:  youthful  en- 
thusiasm and  delightful  unsophistication. 

DO  YOU  remember  Doris  Webster  and 
Mary  Alden  Hopkins  who  brought  out 
Mrs.  Grundy  is  Dead  not  so  long  ago? 
These  two  extraordinary  young  women  have 
now  published  through  the  Century  Com- 
pany a  very  amusing  literary  game,  Consider 
the  Consequences.  There  are  three  char- 
acters, Helen  Rogers  and  the  two  men  who 
love  her.  Whenever  a  character  is  forced  to 
make  a  decision,  the  reader  does  it  for  him, 
the  ultimate  outcome  depending  on  the 
decision.  Of  course,  if  you  get  through  and 
don't  like  the  outcome,  you  can  go  back,  make 
another  decision,  and  see  what  happens. 
That's  the  book's  great  advantage  over  life. 
Consider  the  Consequences  should  be  a  boon 
to  the  hostess  with  a  dying  party  on  her 
hands,  and  a  great  consolation  to  crotchety 
old  bachelors  on  long  winter  evenings. 
Another  diverting  book  is  Fun  Sketching  by 
W.  R.  Maxwell  Foster  published  bv  Mac 

MllldM. 

BUT  all  these  seem  almost  irritatinglv 
trivial  when  one  puts  them  aside  for 
such  a  book  as  Jean  Cocteau's  Enjants 
Terribie,  published  in  translation  by  Brewer 
iitul  Warren.  Somewhere  the  idea  arose  that 
Cocteau  is  merely  a  clever  writer,  and  the 
American  edition  of  his  book  is  certainly 
burdened  by  a  format  which  places  great 
emphas  s  on  smartness.  One  expects  a  novel 
mildly  amusing  and  superficially  sophisti- 
cated and  finds  instead  a  tragedy  of  fine  work- 
manship, a  clear,  clean-cut  style,  a  grim  but 
never  bitter  humour,  and  a  diabolically  accu- 
rate analysis  of  the  characters  of  the  two 
strange  children,  Elizabeth  and  Paul.  The 
book  is  not  gay,  not  amusing  except  in  the 
occasional  thrusts  at  Americans  which  the 
author  permits  himself.  It  is  not  a  "glad'' 
book,  not  even  a  pleasant  book.  Certainly  it 
is  no  thing  to  give  vour  Greataunt  Amelia  to 
read  on  a  train  journey.  But  it  is  a  delight  to 
anyone  who  enjovs  a  novel  of  sure  crafts- 
manship, of  restraint,  or  powerful  characteri- 
zation, a  novel  which  penetrates  into  the 
tragic ,  dark  recesses  ol  the  human  soul . 


OCTOBER,  1930 


23 


Polo  in  California 


by  Brookes 


THE  ranks  of  the  Long  Islanders  have  been  crashed,  and  California 
now  holds  a  definite  place  in  American  polo.  In  the  past,  the  teams 
representing  America  in  the  International  matches  against  Great 
Britain  (practically  equivalent  to  the  World's  Championship  )  have 
been  composed  exclusively  of  eastern  veterans  from  Long  Island  and 
vicinity.  This  year,  for  the  first  time,  the  American  team  was  composed 
of  young  men,  chosen  by  Captain  Hitchcock  for  their  present  ability 
rather  than  their  past  reputations.  Among  them  were  two  Californians, 
Eric  Pedley,  whose  brilliant  performances  in  the  past  few  weeks  have 
occupied  front  page  space,  and  Elmer  Boeseke,  who,  though  he  just 
missed  making  the  first  string,  was  substitute  for  No.  2  position  on  the 
International  team ,  and  is  one  of  the  few  eight  goal  handicap  men  in  the 
country. 

And  at  this  particularly  auspicious  time  a  Polo  Club  is  being  formed 
in  San  Francisco,  by  representative  sportsmen  and  polo  enthusiasts, 
headed  bv  Rexhall  Keene,  (former  internationalist  and  one  of  the  best 
known  horsemen  in  the  United  States,)  who  aim  to  make  San  Francisco 
a  Western  Meadowbrook ,  in  other  words ,  the  Polo  Center  of  the  West! 
The  club  will  be  situated  in  the  Golden  Gate  Park  stadium  and  is  to 
be  called  the  Golden  Gate  Polo  Club.  Its  object  is  to  bring  good  polo 
to  San  Francisco  and  its  board  of  governors  has  extended  invitations  to 
such  eastern  teams  as  Meadowbrook,  Rockaway  and  others,  interna- 
tional teams  from  Argentine,  Honolulu,  as  well  as  teams  from  Los 
Angeles  and  Santa  Barbara.  It  is  the  intention  of  the  board  to  schedule 
about  20  games  each  year  including  the  staging  of  a  great  United  States 
Army  tournament. 

With  the  invasion  of  California  bv  the  Argentines  last  spring,  the 
possibilities  of  popular  polo  were  realized  for  the  first  time,  due  to  the 
enthusiastic  reception  with  which  the  matches  were  met.  Having  a 
definite  center  at  which  international  matches  can  be  played  will 
greatly  increase  popular  interest  in  Polo.  Up  till  now  the  matches  have 
been  scattered  throughout  California  with  no  ultimate  "gravitation 
point' '  as  in  most  other  sports. 

THE  international  games  at  Meadowbrook,  Long  Island  between 
United  States  and  Great  Britain  are  international  in  name  only ,  and 
might  well  be  called  the  British-American  Championship.  These 
matches  will  always  be  plaved  in  the  East  as  a  matter  of  convenience 
if  for  no  other  reason.  On  the  other  hand,  the  Pacific  Coast  Champion- 
ship, in  which  any  team  is  eligible  to  compete  is  reallv  closer  to  a 
world's  championship  in  polo.  Using  tennis  as  a  comparative  example 
one  might  sight  the  Davis  Cup  matches  which  for  years  have  terminated 
in  a  struggle  between  United  States  and  France  as  relative  to  the 
Internationals  at  Long  Island  as  compared  to  the  Wimbledon  matches 
which  are  a  free  for  all,  American  vs.  Americans.  French,  English,  etc. , 
as  relative  to  the  Pacific  Coast  Championship. 

And  now  a  word  about  the  California  players.  The  most  outstanding 
group  is  the  Midwick  team,  which  includes  Pedley,  Boeseke,  Neal 
McCarthy  and  Carlton  Burke.  The  most  promising  new  candidates  for 
the  Internationalist  according  to  Hugh  Drurv,  who  practically  made 
Pedley  and  who  was  at  one  time  conceded  to  be  the  world's  greatest 
player,  is  young  "Linn"  Howard  of  the  San  Mateo  Burhngame  Club. 
Other  Burhngame  stars  are  Will  Tevis,  Dana  Fuller,  George  Pope  and 
Kenneth  Walsh.  From  this  material  a  representative  California  team 
should  eventuallv  evolve  that,  suitablv  mounted,  would  be  invincible. 


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Continued  from  page  20 

Mark  Twain,  Bret  Harte  and  Stephen 
Massett  were  writing  sprightly  pieces  for 
The  Aha,  The  Golden  Era  or  News  Letter.  "The 
Town  Crier"  of  the  latter  publication  made 
amusing  and  pointed  comment  upon  the 
town's  passing  show  of  people  and  events. 
Reading  this  material,  young  Bierce  decided 
that  he  could  do  as  well.  He  decided,  in  fact, 
he  could  do  better.  The  then  practicing 
journalists  waxed  witty  largely  over  small 
details.  They  sidestepped  main  issues,  and 
gracefully  avoided  shooting  to  kill. 

Such  tactics,  Bierce  decided,  were  not 
adequate  to  the  situation.  These  San  Fran- 
ciscans were  a  piratical  lot  with  tough  hides. 
They  might  be  no  worse  than  the  Rocke- 
fellers, Carnegies,  Goulds  and  Hannas  rising 
in  the  Eastern  sky.  But  they  certainly  swag- 
gered more  arrogantly,  and  when  they 
achieved  boiled  shirts,  they  gave  themselves 
greater  airs  as  opera  goers  and  art  patrons 
than  did  their  Eastern  contemporaries.  If 
they  were  to  be  taught  to  exercise  business 
acumen  with  pretensions  to  decency,  and 
were  to  be  given  discrimination  in  art,  civili- 
zation and  culture,  they  had  to  be  tutored  in  a 
hard  school.  Ordinary  criticism  would  not 
do. 

Bierce  presently  began  to  write  satirical 
sketches,  employing  his  own  ideas  of  tech- 
nique. He  submitted  them  to  Tht  Alta  and 
J\[cu'5  Letter,  and  both  papers  promptly  ac- 
cepted whatever  he  offered.  Charles  Watkins , 
editor  of  Tin-  Nl'U's  Letter,  took  the  trouble  to 
further  instruct  and  guide  his  promising 
young  contributor.  In  1868  Watkins  resigned 
from  his  position,  and  induced  Marriot  to 
give  Bierce  the  editorship  of  Tlii  J\[ars  Litter 
and  the  writing  of  "The  Town  Crier. ' '  Bierce 
thus  became  a  full  fledged  |ournahst,  and  his 
handling  of  "The  Town  Crier"  won  him 
local  favor  and  New  York  and  London 
recognition. 

IT  WAS  this  latter  recognition  that  led 
Bierce  to  go  to  London  in  1872,  where  he 
remained  five  years.  But  the  year  1877  saw 
him  again  in  San  Francisco  and  editor  of  the 
newly  established  Argonaut;  His  special, 
signed  department  on  the  paper  was 
"Prattle."  He  still  had  hopes  of  improving 
the  town's  taste  in  arts  and  letters,  and  its 
business  and  political  ethics.  His  work  on 
The  Argonaut  was  generally  enjoyable  and 
satisfying  even  to  him,  but  presently  he 
wearied  of  its  publisher,  Frank  Pixley.  He 
resigned  from  the  paper  in  1879,  and  spent 
a  year  in  an  ill  fated  mining  venture  in  the 
Black  Hills.  In  1881  Bierce  returned  to  San 
Francisco  and  journalism  as  editor  of  The 
Wasp,  with  which  he  remained  until  1886. 

In  1877  Bierce  entered  Hearst's  employ, 
and  resumed  on  Tlic  Evimiii.r,  his  column, 
"Prattle."  He  continued  to  mercilessly  be- 
labor frauds,  charlatans  and  impossible  theor- 
ists in  arts,  letters,  science,  industry,  finance 
and  politics.   He  found  time   to  write  his 


OCTOBER,  1930 


25 


weird  short  stories,  to  make  a  poet  of  Ster- 
ling, and  to  make  authors  of  such  novices  as 
could  stand  the  rigors  ol  his  training.  These 
appear  to  have  been  few  and  ungrateful  to 
their  teacher. 

Bierce's  memorable  encounter  with  Hunt- 
ington in  1896-97  was  the  last  great  battle  of 
his  journalistic  career.  He  continued  as  a 
Hearst  journalist  for  several  more  years,  but 
his  heart  was  not  in  the  business.  Mr.  Hearst's 
Spanish  American  War  left  him  cold.  He 
flashed  momentarily  in  the  excitement  of 
McKinley's  assassination,  but  he  rebelled 
completely  at  Hearst's  attempt  to  bind  him 
to  his  magazine  ventures.  He  turned  sadly  to 
select  the  best  fruits  of  his  some  forty  years  of 
labor  and  embody  them  in  book  form. 

He  returned  wistfully  to  San  Francisco, 
where  killings  had  lost  quality,  but  such  a 
changed  situation  was  to  Bierce  not  for  the 
better  but  for  the  worse.  In  all  things,  the 
town  had  learned  a  new  diplomacy;  it  was 
beginning  to  chant  a  new  hymn  of  Service. 
Chinese  skulls  were  no  longer  cracked  but 
neurotically  overwrought  women  mooned 
estatically  of  Oriental  occultism,  while  the 
intelligentsia  grew  delirious  over  Socialism. 
Impending  Prohibition  would  complete  the 
ruin.  Bierce  decided  with  unreserved  finality 
that  what  he  had  long  suspected  was  true, 
namely:  the  removal  of  one  futility  merely 
makes  room  for  two  more.  He  did  the  only 
thing  a  man  of  his  dignity  and  integrity  could 
do.  He  crossed  into  Mexico  one  fine  day  in 
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OW  that  the  flurry  and  excitement 
attendant  on  the  fall  openings  has  sub- 
sided into  definite  fashion  facts  it  is 
possible  to  take  a  look  around  and  see  what's 
what.  One  thing  is  certain,  and  that  is  that 
the  silhouette  is  materially  the  same.  So,  since 
fashions  must  change  if  thev  are  to  continue 
their  hold  on  the  feminine  affections,  the  cou- 


ture have  wisely  and  artistically  turned  their 
attention  to  details. 

So  don't  think  for  one  brief  moment  that 
you  can  get  away  with  last  season's  costume 
just  because  silhouettes  have  been  repeated. 
Details  are  going  to  date  your  costume  with 
inescapable  accuracy.  And,  oh  yes,  fabrics, 
too.  The  time  saved  on  thinking  up  new  sil- 
houettes has  evidently  been  put  to  the  best 
advantage  in  years  as  far  as  fabrics  are  con- 
cerned. It  might  well  be  called  a  fabric  and 
detail  season.  And  one  thing  distinguishes 
them  all.  That  is  formality.  Even  tweed,  as 
you  well  know,  since  you  probablv  have 
several  costumes  in  your  wardrobe  this  min- 
ute, has  taken  on  dignity  and  wears  fine  furs 
with  as  regal  an  air  as  smooth  broadcloth. 
But,  of  course,  this  season's  tweeds  are  not 
the  sports  weaves  of  last  season.  They  are 
smooth  (though  not  enough  to  lose  their 
original  tweediness)  lighter  in  weight  and 
in  franker  colors. 

SIMPLICITY  ot  line  coupled  with  intri- 
cacy of  detail  has  made  high  fashions 
out  ot  panne  satin,  rich  metallic  cloth, 
luxurious  lames,  cobwebby  silk  voiles  with 


pastilles  of  woven  gold,  stiff  velvets,  jewel 
and  gold  or  silver  studded  fabrics.  Sounds 
like  the  Rennaissance  period,  doesn't  it,  when 
fabrics  were  as  glamorous  as  the  times. 

And  the  wealth  of  detail  that  makes  this 
season  so  different  from  the  almost  alarming 
simplicity  of  the  past,  is  also  reminiscent  of 


the  Rennaissance.  Only  we  refuse  to  be  domi- 
nated by  detail.  We  subject  it  to  conditions 


of  silhouette  and  fabric.  We  consider  the  pic- 
ture as  a  whole. 

NOW  it  is  not  only  the  actual  dress- 
maker work  that  goes  into  your  fall 
costumes  to  which  we  refer.  Though 
they  are  muchly  in  evidence  .  .  .  tucks,  shirred 
bands  used  in  profusion  by  Chanel,  Grecian 
pleats,  Russian  embroidery  and  tunics,  "gay 
ninety"  lego'  mutton  sleeves,  not  to  mention 
the  many  other  sleeve  types  that  are  making 
1930  fashions  a  sleeve  season;  with  bows 
from  the  Victorian  era  and  decolletage  from 
the  second  Empire  adding  their  romantic  bit. 
No,  important  as  these  are  they  are  not  the 
only  details  to  be  considered.  Such  seeming 
trifles  as  length  of  coat  and  frock,  and  their 
relationship  to  each  other,  corseted  lines, 
jewelry   accent,   hosiery  and  glove   shades, 


position  of  the  hat  on  the  head,  all  these  and 
countless  other  apparently  small  matters  are 
vitally  important  to  a  successful  1930  appear- 
ance. And  these  are  details  that  depend  upon 
wiir  personal  sponsoring  just  as  the  others  are 
the  creations  of  the  couture.  So,  iwtdi  wiir 
details. 

And ,  of  course ,  that  is  just  what  The  White 
House  is  doing,  too.  Watching  details  of 
style,  price  and  quality,  following  a  tradi- 
tion of  seventy-six  year  standing. 


Gold  Coast  Days 


Continued  from  page  19 

to  put  up  money  to  enable  you  fellows  to 
commit  outrages  on  mv  countrvmen!" 

The  leader  of  the  delegation  asked  in 
astonishment:  "What  do  you  mean  by  vour 
countrymen?" 

"What  do  I  mean?  Don't  you  know  that  I 
am  a  Chinaman?  I  am  not  only  a  Chinaman, 
sir,  I  am  a  Mandarin.  At  my  father's  house 
such  miserable  trash  as  you  are  would  not  be 
permitted  to  pick  up  the  crumbs  that  fall 
from  his  table.  Get  out  of  here  and  don't 
assume  to  mix  with  Chinese  gentlemen." 

Utterly  flabbergasted  by  the  Major's  lordlv 
manner  the  Kearny  delegation  withdrew  in 
sullen  confusion.  As  the  door  closed  Rev- 
nolds  laughed  and  turned  to  me  with  the 
question:  "Say,  Bell,  do  I  really  look  so  much 
like  a  Chinaman?" 

A  word  more  about  the  illustrious  Major 
Reynolds.  He  had  a  very  dark  complexion. 
As  I  have  said,  his  mother  was  a  Malay  and 
his  father  an  American,  and  he  was  even 
darker  than  ordinary  half-castes.  He  was 
sensitive  about  this  and  said  that  he  had  been 
as  white  as  any  man  until  he  had  been  arti- 
ficially colored,  and  this  is  the  storv  he  told 
of  how  he  had  become  colored: 

"When  I  was  twenty-five  years  old  I  was 
supercargo  of  a  trading  vessel  in  the  South 
Seas.  A  hurricane  struck  us  and  piled  the  ship 
up  on  a  reef  where  she  was  torn  to  pieces. 
Myself  and  three  or  four  others  escaped  to  the 
island  and  were  made  prisoners  by  the 
natives,  who  proceeded  in  detail  to  barbecue 
my  companions,  leaving  me  for  the  last. 

"Can  you  imagine  a  man's  feelings  when 
he  knows  he  is  going  to  be  spitted  and  roasted? 
When  he  knows  that  he  is  going  to  have  his 
bones  gnawed  by  a  horde  of  hungry  cannibals? 
Well,  I  knew  I  was  in  for  an  auto  da  fe  and 
that's  all  that  need  be  said  about  mv  emotions. 
I  brought  all  mv  philosophy  to  bear  and  just 
waited  quietly  for  my  day  to  come,  for  they 
didn't  rush  things,  but  waited  for  a  good 
holiday  to  roast  a  prisoner. 

"One  dav  the  chiefs  gathered  around  me 
and  held  a  great  powwow.  The  other  white 
men  thev  had  simplv  knocked  in  the  head, 
one  by  one,  when  they  needed  a  feast  and 


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roasted  them  without  anypow-wowingatall. 
I  began  to  wonder  why  they  were  giving  me 
such  marked  attention;  but  after  awhile  I  was 
made  to  understand  that  I  was  not  to  be 
cannibalized.  No,  sir,  the  women  had  taken 
a  great  shine  to  me.  And  the  men  allowed 
that  I  ought  to  make  a  pretty  good  native  and 
that  if  they  were  successful  in  smoking  me  to 
the  proper  color  of  a  native  they  would  not 
only  spare  my  life  but  make  me  a  chief. 

"Well,  sir,  I  was  put  into  a  smoke  house, 
much  like  a  house  for  smoking  hams,  and  sub- 
jected to  the  smoking  process  for  three  weeks. 
During  that  time  I  was  taken  out  several 
times,  washed  off  and  examined  to  see  if  the 
coloring  had  set  into  my  skin,  and  each  time 
I  was  shoved  back  in  again  as  underdone. 
They  gave  me  plenty  of  food  and  water  dur- 
ing the  process  but  I  tell  you  it  was  a  tough 
proposition.  When  they  got  through  with  me 
I  was  as  dark  as  any  cannibal  on  the  island 
and  not  just  on  the  surface,  either." 

Major  Reynolds  died  at  Los  Angeles  in 
1889,  thoroughly  lamented. 

HARD  times  fell  upon  the  southern 
counties  of  California  about  '58  and 
continued  for  fully  ten  years,  during 
which  we  had  one  year  of  smallpox  and  two 
years  of  absolute  drought.  The  region  became 
terribly  poor  and  very  much  demoralized. 
The  bad  population  that  had  drifted  down 
from  the  mines  lived  a  lazy,  gambling,  vaga- 
bond life;  in  fact,  conditions  detenotated 
until  absolute  barbarism  ruled.  It  was  thus  I 
found  it  when  I  returned  to  Los  Angeles  in 
1866. 

I  startled  the  whole  countryside  by  buying 
farm  land  at  twenty  dollars  an  acre.  I  secured 
a  place  for  a  home  at  Figueroa  and  Pico  streets 
and  began  to  build  a  house.  Jean  Louis  Vignes, 
an  early  French  settler,  came  over  to  see  me, 
excited  over  the  fact  that  somebodv  was 
actually  buying  land,  and  offered  me  his  ad- 
joining thirteen  acre  tract  for  three  hundred 
dollars.  It  later  became  the  three  city  blocks 
bounded  on  the  north  by  Twelfth  street,  on 
the  east  by  Grand  avenue,  on  the  south  by 
Pico  street  and  on  the  west  by  Figueroa  street. 

LOS  ANGELES  was  for  a  long  time  be- 
yond the  reach  of  religious  missionaries. 
Their  influence  was  absolutely  inef- 
fective. But  by  and  by  there  came  a  civil  lzer 
and  this  was  the  railroad.  The  Southern 
Pacific  found  its  way  hither  across  the  high 
Tehachepi,  down  over  the  burning  Mojave 
Desert,  through  the  twisting  Soledad  Pass, 
under  the  sheer  San  Fernando  mountains 
through  a  tunnel  costing  seven  millions  of 
dollars  and  burst  like  a  white  light  upon  this 
land  of  darkness.  From  the  dav  the  whistle  of 
the  first  S.  P.  locomotive  was  heard  in  Los 
Angeles  our  civilization  started  on  the  up- 
grade. The  missionaries  of  this  civilization 
that  redeemed  us  were  Leland  Stanford, 
Charles  Crocker,  Mark  Hopkins  and  Collis  P. 
Huntington.  Whether  it  was  their  intention 
or  not  this  was  the  result.  They  raised  us  from 
barbarism  into  moral  daylight. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Passing  Shows 

Continued  from  page  13 

Hope  Gladding.  In  November,  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Society  of  Women  Artists  will  hold 
their  annual  exhibition  there.  This,  in  turn, 
will  be  followed  by  wash  drawings,  litho- 
graphs and  wood  cuts  by  Max  Weber  .  .  . 
paintings  by  Maxine  Albro  .  .  .  drawings  bv 
Arnold  Blanche,  California  School  of  Fine 
Arts  faculty  member  recently  imported  from 
Woodstock  ...  a  showing  of  European 
sketches  by  Rinaldo  Cuneo  who  has  just  re- 
turned from  abroad  following  his  Rome 
exhibition  .  .  .  paintings  by  William  Gaw 
.  .  .  and,  probably  the  piece  de  resistence  of 
early  spring,   an  event   comparable   to   the 


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Designer  and  Maker  of  Fine  Furni- 
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The  table  shown  is  Walnut 
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Designs  furnished  without  obligation 

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in  the  distinguished,  aristocratic  fashions 
worn  by  the  boys  who  attend  the  great 
American  Schools,  among  which  are  St. 
Paul's,  Pompert,  Groton,  Exeter,  And- 
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Notable  distinction  in  woolens  and 
absolute  correctness  in  style  are  the 
dominant  characteristics  of  FAIRMONT 
BOYS'  APPAREL  SHOP. 

Overcoats  are  doublebreasted  and  in 
raglan  models  camel's  hair,  cheviot, 
fleeces. 

Let  us  assure  you  that  our  prices  are 
notably  moderate  for  apparel  of  this  char- 
acter. 

Large  stocks  now  available. 

Sizes  from  six  to  twenty  years. 

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es  Sir, 
these  are  ritzy! 

Full  cut  plus-fours  of  truly 
marvelous  imported  French 
flannel  .  .  .  rather  exclusive 
. . .  rather  expensive . . .  they 
cost  $20.. .and.  By  Jove, 
they're  worth  it! 


Modern  Loan  Exhibition  of  last  season! 

I  was  not  amazed  at  the  number  of  red 
stars  (marking  sales )  posted  on  the  water- 
colors  by  Captain  Drummond  Fish  recently 
in  the  East  West  Gallery.  A  white-haired 
Britisher  with  an  intriguing  Scotch  burr  and 
a  talent  for  painting  romantic  castles  in  high- 
land mists  deserves  to  make  a  killing  in  any 
women's  club — particularly  when  his  water 
colors  are  so  charming  in  detail.  The  only 
disturbing  thing  was  the  fact  that  from  time 
to  time  I  found  me  saying  to  myself  (with  a 
subconscious  accent)  "such  a  chaaahming 
loch''  or  "glen"  or  "brae,"  when  closer  in- 
spection disclosed  a  California  label.  It  was 
shocking  to  find  such  wraithlike  gaelic  realism 
derived  from  our  own  craggy  Sierras.  The 
captain  has  been  replaced  by  John  Milton 
Ramm,  traveling  San  Franciscan  adventurer, 
whose  travel  paintings  will  be  succeeded  by 
a  joint  exhibition  of  water  colors  and  prints 
by  Carroll  Bill  and  Sally  Cross  Bill  of  Boston. 
November  will  bring  to  the  East  West  work 
by  Moira  Wallace  of  Carmel, photographs  by 
Stuart  O'Brien  (also  Carmel),  paintings  by 
Harriet  Hoag  Fabian,  formerly  of  San  Fran- 
cisco, and  original  tapestries  woven  by  Lucy 
Burton,  recognized  by  the  queens  of  both 
Spain  and  England. 

GUMPS  has  started    the  season  auspi- 
ciously by  showing  a  portfolio  of  color 
etchings  by  Foujita.  These  rhythmi- 
cally limned  nudes  represent  the  extreme  of 


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we  are  with  tlie  beautiful  newly  re- 
modeled shops  on  our  second 
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Splendid  Food 
served  in  congenial  surroundings 


a  certain  detached  sophistication  that  has 
spread  from  the  French  capitol.  This  month 
the  Gump  galleries  will  show  paintings  by 
Julian  Greenwell  and  reproductions  of 
famous  pieces  of  sculpture  by  the  Musees 
Nationaux  de  France.  Later  in  the  season 
there  will  be  water  colors  by  Arthur  B. 
Davies,  paintings  by  Edward  Bruce,  a  show 
of  ten  or  twelve  original  old  masters  and  the 
work  of  Ernest  Lawson.  This  month  during 
the  Greenwell  showing,  Gump's  will  also 
present  a  group  of  photographs  of  old  San 
Francisco  collected  by  Martin  Behrman  dur- 
ing the  past  fifty  years. 

With  the  A.  Harold  Knott  paintings  re- 
placed by  recent  watercolors  by  the  Botkes. 
Cornells  and  Jessie  Arms,  the  Paul  Elder 
Gallerv  has  entered  the  season  with  a  better 


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you  eat  at  the  Post  Street 
Cafeteria! 

Each  morning,  fresh  en- 
thusiasmand  imagination 
go  into  the  preparation 
offoodfornoontime  .  .  . 
from  day  to  day  the  menu 
may  be  the  same  but  the 
flavor  is  ever  fresh  and 
zestful  .  .  .  prepared  in 
the  colorful  atmosphere 
of  kitchens  as  gay  as  the 
tables  at  which  you  eat 
— therecanbeno  same- 
ness" perhaps  that  is  why 

they    tell    us    that    it  is 
"the  best  food  in  town" 

Post  Street 
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In  an  old  world  tavern  room,  adjoining 
the  kitchen  made  famous  by  Kratz'  in- 
comparable creations,  will  be  served 
Wiener  Schnitzel  -  Hasen  Pfeffer  - 
Sauer  Braten  mit  Spaetzel— Apfel  Stru- 
del — Kaffee  Kuchen  and  other  typical 
German  dishes  cooked  and  served  under 
the  personal  direction  of  Adolf  Kratz, 
widely  known  caterer  brought  to  San 
Francisco  by 


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11  a.m.  to  2  o'clock  in  the  morning 

Special  A-to-Z  Twelve  Course  Dinner  11  a.m.  to  8  p.m.  $1.50 

Special  Noon  Luncheon,  week-days,  50c 

555-565  Turk  Street,  between  Polk  and  Larkin 


Hotel  *«1 

Always  Delightful 
For  Outings 

Only  a  half  hour  auto  ride  to  Agua  Caliente  amuse- 
ment center  below  the  border  with  its  colorful 
diversions. 

At  Coronad© 

Daily  enjoyment  of  all  land  and  water  sports. 
Dancing,  concerts,  movies  and  special  entertain- 
ment attractions  in  this  homelike  hotel. 


C.  T.  Scott,  Agent,  2  Pine  Street 
Phone  DO  uglas  5600 


Mel  S.  Wright,  Manager 

Coronado  Beach 

California 


OCTOBER,  1930 


31 


MAGGY  ROUFF 

MODEL 
in  black  Chiffon  and  rose  quartz  lace 

Nellytjflmieyin.. 

J        354  Pel   Street 

San  Francisco 


The  highest  standard 
of  cooking  is  main- 
tained at  all  times.  . . 
your  guarantee  lies 
in  the  fact  that  all 
food  is  prepared 
under  the  personal 
supervision   of 

Mrs.  Belle  de  Graf 


than  usual  bid  for  attention.  At  Kathryn 
Hulme's  lecture  Saturday  we  had  reason  to  be 
thankful  for  the  Botke's  excursion  into  the 
Sierras — and  even  Kathryn's  vivid  personal- 
ity and  her  verbal  supplements  to  the  fasci- 
nating writing  of  "Arab  Interlude"  did  not 
distract  one  wholly  from  the  detailed  grace 
of  Jessie  Arms  Botke's  flower  studies.  Later 
the  Elder  gallerv  will  show  "fairy  pictures" 
by  Harold  Gaze,  writer  and   illustrator. 

The  art  school  program  of  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association  is  an  interesting  one.  Arnold 
Blanche  of  Woodstock  has  arrived  to  takeover 
classes  in  life  drawing  and  painting,  formerly 
taught  by  Spencer  Macky  whose  present 
duties  as  executive  director  of  the  association 
preclude  his  former  strenuous  program  of  in- 
struction. Stanley  Wood,  who  joined  the 
California  School  of  Fine  Arts  faculty  early 
in  the  summer,  continues  as  instructor  in 
landscape  painting.  Charles  Paine  of  London 
was  expected  this  term  but  was  delayed  so 
Geneve  Rixford  Sargeant  takes  his  classes. 
Kenneth  Hook  teaches  commercial  design. 

Augmenting  the  activity  of  the  school  and 
attempting  to  bring  the  association  into 
significant  relation  with  the  city  at  large,  the 
social  and  exhibition  programs  of  the  San 
Francisco  Art  Association  are  being  plotted 
for  the  coming  months.  Mrs.  Manford  Bran- 
sten  is  assisting  Spencer  Macky  at  the  associa- 
tion headquarters  and  other  steps  are  being 
taken  to  assure  the  organization  s  effectiveness. 

If  the  1930-31  season  lives  up  to  its  prom- 
ise it  will  be  a  memorable  one. 


For  Autumn 
Entertaining! 

TJIOTOUS  color  in 
-1^  both  flowers  and 
foliage  will  be  used  this 
season  as  flattering  back- 
grounds for  guests  i  now 
that  the  vogue  for  black 
in  women's  dress  holds 


Downstairs 

Monadnock  Bids- 

San  Francisco 


sway. 


"the  voice  of  a  thousand  gardens" 
224-226  Grant  Avenue 
Phone    SUtter    6200 
SAN   FRANCISCO 

Orders      Telegraphed     Anywhere 


A  Dash  of 

Russia 

flavors  today's  mode! 

Paris  is  enjoying  a  Russian 
invasion  this  Fall,  and  as  a 
result  we're  wearing  tunics, 
luxurious  fur  bandings,  and 
suits  as  picturesque  as  this 
black  velvet,  bordered  with 
Sitka  fox!  The  price,  $198.50 


COATS 


THIRD    FLOOR 


CITY  of  PARIS 


32 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


sseen 

by 

her 


A  LL  gingered  up  after  a  cold  shower, 
^^  I  found  myself  the  victim  of  my  own 
*  *  indolence.  The  last  one  up,  I  found 
that  the  cars  were  all  in  use.  But  I  had  a 
luncheon  engagement  at  the  Oak  Tree  Inn  so 
I  rang  up  the  Berry-U-Drive  and  gaily  sailed 
down  the  peninsula,  sufficiently  calmed  by 
the  drive  to  be  more  than  ready  for  a  delect- 
able piece  of  chicken  under  the  oaks  at  San 
Mateo.  Then  the  drive  back  in  time  for  my 
appointment  with  Curzon — the  one  place  I 
know  where  I  can  count  on  immediate  atten- 
tion as  well  as  exclusive  models — before  my 
game  at  the  Cornwall  bridge  club  in  the 
Francisco  Apartments.  It  proved  delightful. 

You  play  bridge  under  the  supervision  of 
two  splendid  teachers — Mrs.  Geigerman  and 
Mr.  Shipp.  The  former  learned  contract 
bridge  in  France  where  it  originated  and  has 
taught  many  of  the  notables  in  New  York 
and  Palm  Beach.  Perhaps  being  a  bridge  fan  I 
may  wax  over  enthusiastic,  but  this  club 
really  has  many  reasons  for  going  over  big. 


♦FASHION  ART  SCHOOL* 

SCOTTISH  RITE  TEMPLE  t  Sutt.r  and  V,„  Neil  A.tnu, 


Individual  Instruction 
in 

Costume  Design 

Prolct»ion»lorHomcUie 

Fashion  Illustration 

Millinery  Making 
and  Designing 

Commercial  Art 
Life  Drawing 

Interior  Decoration 

Dty  and Eyening  Claim 
ANNAADDISON  GAllAGhW.Bir«ew# 


8ookltten  rtquilt 
Phone  ORdw*yST120 


While  on  the  subject  of  bridge  it  might  prove 
interesting  to  know  of  a  very  small  but  clever 
hand  book  gotten  up  by  our  own  Rita 
Spaulding  from  down  the  peninsula.  Rules 
and  bids  are  there  for  you  at  a  glance,  for  the 
information  is  in  a  sort  of  simplified  card 
system.  For  vou  whose  thoughts  are  wander- 
ing or  you  that  are  plain  dumb  I'm  offering 
first-aid  .  .  .  and  as  a  reward  for  extra  effort 
I  suggest  the  new  Bray  and  Beran  edition  of 
Bret  Harte's  "Heathen  Chinee''  as  a  charming 
Chinese  red  and  gold  bridge  prize. 

A  REFRESHING  nap  before  dinner 
made  me  bright-eyed  for  the  evening. 
We  were  going  a  partying.  Theatre 
and  the  St.  Francis  to  dance.  I'm  here  to  tell 
vou  that  it  was  a  large  evening.  The  St. 
Francis  looked  like  old  times  crowded  to  the 
doors  and  superb  dance  music.  Not  since  Art 
Hickman  made  us  rhythm-minded  has  there 
been  so  good  a  band.  They  have  everything 
to  offer  including  tone  and  volume.  It  is  a 

DID  you  know  that  Harry  Dixon 
designs  and  makes  rings  of 
exceptional  beauty  and  unusual 
quality  in  design  and  color. 

Engagement  rings?  .  .  .  Yes. 

Wedding  rings?...  why,  certainly. 

A  gift  ring?  ...  of  course. 

You;  a  San  Franciscan,  don't  know 
where  Harry  Dixon's  shop  is? 

Go    to    241    Grant   avenue    and 
there  you  will  be  in  Tillman  Alley 

where  the  shop  is  located. 


sweet  orchestra.  Plenty  sweet,  and  the  drum- 
mer either  Mr.  Laughlm  or  Mr.  Harris  is  a 
wow.  His  rhythm  is '  'Inviration  to  the  dance. ' ' 
And  you've  got  to  go.  There's  only  one  other 
like  him  in  San  Francisco — at  Marquard's. 

Morning  found  me  at  the  Electrice  Beauty 
Shop  relaxed  utterly  under  the  deft  fingers  of 
a  facial  expert.  I'd  been  so  strenuous  the  night 
before  but,  suppine  now,  every  trace  of  fatigue 
was  being  gently  obliterated.  Clever  hands 
and  soothing  surroundings  did  the  trick. 

I  made  my  schedule  of  shops  with  little  or 
no  effort,  and  saw  an  interesting  collection 
of  clothing  for  boys  and  young  men  excep- 
tionally patterned  and  woven  fabrics  at  not- 
ably moderate  prices  at  the  Boys  Shop  in  the 
Fairmont  Hotel;  attractive  furnishings  at  the 
De  Ramus  Interior  decorating  establishment; 
gloves  at  Magnins  so  enticing  the  zipper  on 
my  purse  gave  way  to  the  tune  of  four  pair. 
Costume  jewelry  at  Livingston's  completely 
flattened  the  old  bag  to  pan-cake  shape.  Some 


Visit  our  new 
bath  depart- 
ment. 

Swedish  and  Re- 
ducing massage. 
Cabinet  baths 
Electric    treat- 

mentwith  invig- 

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orating    lotions 

by   an   Expert 

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BEAUTT 
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Sheffield  Plate,  Fine  Crystal  and  China 

Where  the  treasures  of  a  collector  may 
be  purchased  as  gifts 


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SAN  FRANCISCO 


OCTOBER,  1930 


33 


jndlaa 
bummer 

HOLIDAY 


Everlasting  hurry  turns  to 
smoothest  relaxation,  and 
"autumn"  to  the  gorgeous,  red- 
gold  dance  of  Indian  Summer  .  .  . 
in  Yosemite  now. 

Old  trails  and  new  take  you 
through  flaming  dogwood,  past 
fragrant  balsams  and  under  the 
golden,  rambling  oaks.  Motor  or 
hiking  tours  up  to  the  heights  of 
the  Valley  show  its  bewilderment 
of  painted  colors,  on  parade  for 
miles  below.  Swimming,  fishing, 
tennis, riverside  barbecues,  visiting 
the  bears,  starlight  concerts,  the 
firefall  and  dancing.  Or  just  "play- 
ing lazy"  in  the  soft,  sweet  air  on 
Ahwahnee  terraces. 

It's  the  year's  most  vivid  season 
in  California's  most  famous  play- 
land ! 

Come  overnight  by  through 
sleeper  from  San  Francisco  or  Los 
Angeles,  or  in  a  day's  easy  drive. 
Folders  and  all  reservations  from 
Yosemite  Park  and  Curry  Co.,  39 
Geary  Street,  San  Francisco;  604 
West  Sixth  Street,  Los  Angeles; 
and  Yosemite  National  Park, 
California. 

<Tke  AHWAHNEE 

IN  YOSEMITE 


of  these  bracelets  and  necklaces  are  things  of 
beauty.  Good  taste  warred  with  my  barbaric 
urge  and  I  succumbed  by  wearing  everything 
I  purchased  to  the  opera  that  night. 

HAVE  vou  noticed  that  after  a  lapse  of 
some  time  corsages  have  said"  Good- 
morning"  again.  I,  for  one  am  glad. 
They  freshen  up  any  costume,  and  we  need 
them  particularly  this  season  with  our  dull 
black,  browns  and  green.  Adorable  ones  are 
to  be  had  at  the  Plaza  Florist. 

Believe  it  or  not,  I  have  selected  my  Christ- 
mas cards  already.  Shreve  had  on  display 
some  exceedingly  tempting  ones  of  water 
color  on  old  parchment — perfectly  stunning. 

Next  to  Paul  Carrolls  to  help  select  a  hat 
for  the  boy-friend.  He  came  home  the  proud 
possessor  of  two,  for  they  were  so  good  look- 
ing that  a  new  derbv  was  added  for  fall. 
When  we  returned  home  as  a  fitting  reward 
for  my  good  taste  I  was  told  to  gaze  out  at 
the  Golden  Gate  while  tinkling  sounds  be- 
hind me  assured  my  educated  ear  that  he  was 
performing  a  ritual  of  gin,  vermouth,  and 
cracking  ice.  It  didn't  hurt  my  feelings. 

By  the  way,  I've  been  reveling  in  the 
abundance  of  ice  in  my  new  electric  refrig- 
erator. And  you'd  never  guess  that  I  had  one, 
to  see  my  private  bar — not  only  is  it  so 
silent,  but  it  is  fitted  into  an  odd  size  space 
keying  with  the  other  built  in  cabinets.  Xou 
see,  it  is  built  to  order  right  here,  by  Hol- 
brook,  Merrill  and  Stetson,  Inc. — and  guar- 
anteed "fool  proof."  What  an  age1  with  the 
world  made  safe  for  drinkers. 


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Tomorrow's  ships  are  here!  Even 
seasoned  travelers  marvel  at  these 
great  electric  liners.  A  tribute  to 
America's  engineering  genius, 
Panama  Pacific  liners  herald  a 
new  era  in  ocean  travel,  affording 
unbelievable  comfort  at  sea. 

They  are  the  world's  largest  all- 
electric  passenger  vessels— swift, 
smooth,  vibrationless-the  larg- 
est ever  built  inAmerica.Onlyl6 
days  from  San  Francisco  to  New 
York(  1 4  days  from  Los  Angeles). 

Tanama  Canal 
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Modern  as  tomorrow,  these  new 
ships  add  new  thrills  to  the  evei 
fascinating  voyage  to  New  York. 
An  unforgettable  visit  to  historic 
Panama;  a  thrilling  daylight  trip 
thru  the  mammoth  Panama  Canal 
. . .  Then  ancient  Morro  Castle 
and  an  opportunity  to  see  capti- 
vating Havana. 

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All  staterooms  are  outside,many 
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desired.  Rates:  $135  up  Tourist 
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John  Henry  Nash 

Continued  from  page  15 

Nash  at  present  designs  new  books,  visualiz- 
ing the  details  that  shall  mark  them  as  the  pro- 
duct of  "the  Aldus  of  San  Francisco.  "It  is  here 
that  he  designed  his  "Dante"  and  it  is  from 
here  that  he  will  issue  the  "Life  of  St.  Francis 
of  Assisi"  by  Saint  Bonaventure  next  year  in 
commemoration  of  the  25th  anniversary  of  the 
San  Francisco  earthquake  and  fire. 


Spotlight 


Continued  from  page  10 

of  its  quality.  The  boys  not  only  bite  their 
ladies  on  the  shoulder  and  slobber  down  their 
backs  but  they  pat  their  fair  partners  on  the 
tummies  and  the  less  forward  parts  of  the 
anatomy  with  resounding  whacks. 

Of  course  they  all  come  clean  before  the 
final  curtain  and  we  are  supposed  to  be  glad 
that  while  their  manners  are  execrable  their 
morals  are  really  sound.  We,  however,  would 
have  liked  less  morals  and  more  manners. 
Somehow,  we  have  an  idea  that  thev  go  more 
or  less  hand  in  hand — or  should,  at  anv  rate. 


!sn  t  this 
a  turnout? 


Suit,  by  Scheyer — Hat, 
by  Chase  of  New  Haven 
— Shoes,  by  Whitehouse 
and  Hardy — Tie,  shirt  and 
hose,  by  leading  Ameri- 
can and  foreign  manu- 
facturers. 

In  all  a  highly  exclusive 
line  of  men's  clothing  and 
accessories  —  certain  to 
appeal  to  the  good  judg- 
ment of  the  man  who 
dresses  well  and — mod- 
erately tariffed. 


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If  you  have  in  your  keep- 
ing some  youngster  with  a 
healthy  streak  of'romance 
in  his  being,  and  who 
loves  the  water,  bring  him 
in  to  see  the  Johnson  Sea 
Horse,  Models  16  and 
32 — on  which  a  discount 
of  15/c  is  being  offered 
until  October  15. 

These  discounts  amount  to 
as  much  as  $60,  and  rep- 
resent the  first  time  in 
Hebgen  history  that  new 
Johnson  motors  have  been 
sold  below  list.  Liberal 
allowance  on  your  old 
motor — of  course. 


Bring  the  children  for 
a  demonstration. 


BHHebgenGo. 


Z26MAPK£TST. 


-3  MN FRANCISCO 


IN  CARMEL  IT'S 

Hotel  La  Ribera 

.  new 

.  modern 

.  courteous  service 

.  unexcelled  cuisine 

EUROPEAN  PLAN 

Management  of  Paul  McFarland 

Lincoln  and  Seventh 
Carmel-by-the-Sea,  California 


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San  Franciscan 


November,  1930 


25c  the  Copy 


ANNIVERSARY        ISSUE 


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II O  T  E  L 


In  Peacock  Court 


"The  metropolitan  personality  of  San 
Francisco  is  never  felt  more  than  when  one 
is  in  Peacock  Court  of  The  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins.  The  beautifully  gowned  women, 
the  smartly  groomed  men,  the  whole  at- 
mosphere of  sophistication  speaks  of  the 
self-suffciency  of  the  city.  Here  are  people 
who  are  equally  at  home  all  over  the  world, 
people  who  know  not  only  San  Francisco 
but  Paris,  Vienna,  London,  New  York. 
They  have  come  to  Peacock  Court  because 
they  know  it  as  the  heart  of  the  city.  They 
have  dined  by  the  windows  overlooking 
the  downtown  city  blocks  with  their 
ighted  buildings,  their  strange  silhouettes 
against  the  night  sky.  They  will  always 
remember  it  asa  place  ofcare-free  joy  where 
one  dances  on  top  of  the  world  with  a 
shining  mosaic  of  light  at  his  feet." 


MARK    HOPKINS 

NOB  HILL  SAN  FRANCISCO 

Geo.  D.  Smith,  Managing  Director 


LOOKING  FORWARD  TO 

A   HAPPY   CHRISTMAS 

Voices  a  Universal  Sentiment  to  which 

O'Connor,  Moffatt's  pledges 

its  sift -time  service: 

jT  IS  a  mdtter  of  record  that  for  Fifteen  Centuries  Christmas  has  been 
celebrdted  on  December  Twenty-fifth. 

Yet  neither  Time  nor  Custom  hds  chdnged  Christmas.  Because  in 
Christmas  there  is  Unselfishness  .  .  Thought  for  Others. 

Christmas  in  its  day  by  day  sense  is  a  time  of  remembrance.  So  we 
say  to  our  friends,  through  gifts  we  choose  I  appreciate  you  .  . 
You  have  been  kind  to  me  .  .  .  May  this  gift  be  an  expression 
of  my  thought  toward  you  .  . 

And  when  we  say:  Looking  forward  to  a  Happy  Christmas"  we 
mean  that  we  wish  to  serve  San  Franciscans  to  this  end.  And  each 
O  Connor,  Moffatt  employee  is  imbued  with  that  desire  and  looks 
forward  to  greeting  you  in  the  Spirit  of  Helpfulness. 

Spend  Wisely,  Spend   Thoughtfully, 
Spend  Cheerfully,  and  Start  Choosing  Now 

And  what  a  Christmas  Morning  It  Will  Be,  If  You  Can  Say  "I'M  GLAD  I  DID," 

RatherThan'lWISHIHAD!" 


O'CONNOR,  MOFFATT  &  CO. 

STOCKTON  AT  O'FARRELL  STREET     ♦     SUTTER  1800 


BREAKFAST  ON  THE  HOST  INSTEAD 

OF  ON  THE  BILL 


It  is  common  enough  to  read  of  the  at- 
mosphere ol  home  .  .  .  but  rare  to  discover 
the  hospitality  ol  home  .  .  .  what  home,  lor 
example,  would  put  up  a  guest  lor  the 
night  and  let  him   leave   without   breakfast 


in    tn 


e    mornings 


50   we    e 


volved  The 


Continental  Breakfast . . .  sent  to  your  room 
■with  the  compliments  ol  the  host . . .  not  a  con- 
cession but  a  courtesy... neither  chargeable 
nor  deductible  .  . .  simply  part  of  a  service! 


The  BARBIZONPLAZA  has  atmosphere, 
ol  course  .  .  .  Library  .  .  .  Art  Gallery 
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Under  same  manasement — the  internationally 
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Rates  $13-$22  Weekly.  William  H.  Silk, 
Director. 


THE  STAGE 

Alcazar:  "Stepping  Sisters,"  May  Boley, 
{Catherine  Givney  and  Irving  Fischer,  in 
an  hilarious  comedy  of  burlesque  queens. 

Columbia:  "Death  Takes  a  Holiday."  The 
fantastic  drama  with  Betty  Ross  Clarke, 
Phillip  Strange,  Carmel  Myers  and  others 
in  the  cast.  To  be  followed  by  Mrs.  Patrick 
Campbell  and  Tom  Douglas  in  Ibsen's 
"Ghosts,"   November    17. 


V 


ENGLISH 


OGUES 

for  the 

AMERICAN  BOY 


are  as  jauntily  British  as  "Edward" 
himself,  yet  thoroughly  American  in 
style  and  character. 

Made  in  a  variety  of  imported  fabrics 
and  colors,  with  an  indefinable  dis- 
tinction of  line  only  achieved  by  styl- 
ists ot  great  skill  and  experience. 

<me  Qfttirmcnt 

Fairmont  Hotel 

817  Powell  Street  Phone:    SUtter  5504 


WHERE 
TC 


The  Guild:  "The  Prodigals."  A  new  modern 
comedy  presented  by  an  excellent  cast  at 
the  little  theatre  on  Sutter  and  Steiner 
Streets. 

President:  The  ever  popular  "Dracula"  well 
presented  by  the  Duffy  Players. 

Travers  Theatre:  Opening  this  week  with  the 
gay,  smart  comedy  "Enter  Madame." 

MUSIC 

San  Francisco  Symphony,  Sunday  afternoon, 
November  16th,  Basil  Cameron  conducting 
at  the  Curran  Theatre. 

Gieseking,  Piano  Recital  Wednesday  evening, 
November  12,  Dreamland  Auditorium. 

Parlow  String  Quartet  at  Mills  College  on 
Wednesday  evening,  November  12,  at 
8:30. 

November  29:  San  Francisco  Symphony  Or- 
chestra at  Exposition  Auditorium. 


November    15- 

Nevada. 
November 

Caltech. 
November 

California. 
November    29 

Dartmouth. 


SPORTS 

-at    Berkeley 


California 

15 — at    Stanford — Stanford 

22 — at     Berkeley — Stanford 

Stanford — Stanford 

ART 


California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor: 

Paintings  and  sculpture  by  Karoly  Fulop 
until  November  1  5.  Paintings  by  California 
artists.  Exhibition  by  Diego  Rivera,  begin- 
ning the   15th.  Permanent  collections. 

California  School  of  Fine  Arts,  800  Chestnut 
Street:  Facsimile  reproductions  of  drawings 
by  masters  of  the  fifteenth  and  sixteenth 
centuries,  from  the  Uffizi  Gallery.  Paintings 
by  Guest  Wickson. 

Fairmont  Hotel,  room  128:  Paintings  and 
portraits  in  oil  by  William  Barr  until  the 
11th. 

Galerie  Beaux  Arts,  166  Geary  Street:  Fifth 
annual  exhibition  by  San  Francisco  Society 
of  Women  Artists.  Exhibition  by  artist 
members.  European  paintings  by  Rinaldo 
Cuneo.    Drawings  by  Arnold  Blanche. 

S.  8C  G.  Gump  Galleries,  246  Post  Street: 
Water  colors  by  Arthur  B.  Davies.  Novem- 
ber 15:  South  Sea  paintings  by  Viscount 
Hastings. 

Vickery,  Atkins  8i  Torrey,  550  Sutter  Street: 
Water  colors  by  Stanley  Wood. 

White  House:  Rembrandt  etchings. 


California    School    of    Design,    628    Powell 

Street:    Exhibition  by   Alvyne   and  Yliane 

Labaudt. 
Couvoisier  Gallery,  474  Post  Street:  Etchings 

by   California   artists.     Nursery    pastels   by 

Dorothy  Dell  Logan. 
East  West  Gallery,   609  Sutter  Street:    Oils, 

water     colors     and     drawings     by     Moira 

Wallace,   photographs  by  Stuart   O'Brien. 

Needle  point  and  tapestries. 


MEET  THE  FABRICS 

— that  we  import  and  Scheyer 
tailors  into  Suits  and  Overcoats 
for  men  who  desire  to  dress 
"better  than  average." 

Iceland — Tweeds 

Roberts — Cheviots 

Donne  gal — Homespuns 

Kashmir 

Alpacian 

Camel  Hair 

West  of  England 

Cricket  Cloth 

Harris — Tweeds 

St.  Kilda — Tweeds 

You  may  inspect,  compare  and 
try  on  these  fine  clothes  to  your 
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THERE  are  few  indeed  who, 
having  the  ambition  and  de- 
sire to  write,  have  not  at 
some  time  wanted  to  start  a  mag- 
azine. It  looks  so  easy.  Gather  a 
few  congenial  souls,  sit  in  an  edi- 
torial chair,  select  the  best  from 
the  material  presented,  write  a 
little,  feel  the  pulse  of  a  city, 
place  or  movement — and  edit  a 
magazine  that  should  have,  this 
time,  none  of  the  faults  of  other 
magazines  and  all  the  particular 
virtues  that  one  values. 

That  is  what  Joseph  Dyer 
thought  four  years  ago  last  month  when  he  borrowed  two  hundred 
and  fifty  dollars  to  start  The  San  Franciscan.  He  had  given  it 
more  thought  than  most  people,  having  determined  to  edit  a 
magazine  while  stealing  time  from  class  work  at  school  to  play  at 
being  printer's  devil  in  a  nearby  print-room,  while  sailing  a 
freighter  to  the  Orient,  while  doing  his  first  reporting  on  a  large 
San  Francisco  daily — in  fact,  far  from  being  a  casual  ambition, 
the  starting  of  a  magazine  had  become  an  obsession. 

So  he  borrowed  the  two  hundred  and  fifty  dollars,  announced 
his  decision  of  publishing  a  magazine  to  reflect  the  life  and  point 
of  view  of  San  Francisco  and  began  to  gather  material — and  ad- 
vertising. Within  a  month,  he  had  gathered  together  articles  by 
Charles  Caldwell  Dobie,  Idwal  Jones,  George  Douglas,  H.  L. 
Mencken  and  some  of  the  vounger  writers — he  had  himself  sold 
the  first  advertisement  space  to  Shreve  and  Company,  The  San 
Francisco  Bank  and  those  other  merchants  who  were  willing  to 
underwrite  the  magazine — he  had  gone  into  the  print  shop  of 
Phillips  and  Van  Orden,  watched  the  writing  put  into  type, 
made  up  the  magazine  from  the  actual  metal  and  produced  the 
first  issue  on  Armistice  Day,  1926. 

It  makes  pretty  reading  now.  Prettier  reading  than  would  the 
account  of  the  months  and  years  that  followed  if  given  in  equal 
detail.  But  even  those  struggles  are  becoming  far  enough  removed 
for  us  to  be  amused  in  retrospect.  We  know  that  we  have  begun 
to  grow  up  when  we  can  look  back  at  that  first  year  and  recall 
without  rancor  the  times  when  the  magazine  was  on  the  press 
without  enough  immediate  money  in  sight  to  get  it  off,  when 
typewriters,  desks  and  even  the  editorial  chair  itself  was  swept 
out  of  the  office  with  an  irate  gesture  instigated  by  those  who  had 
waited  long  and  impatientiv  for  their  rental.  It  is  reassuring  today 
to  realize  that  many  of  the  phases  of  that  early  struggle 
have  entered  their  anecdotage  and  that  even  attachments 
have  come  to  seem  amusing.  We  even  remember  with 
glee  the  ironical  incident  of  an  attachment  that  was 
made  the  same  dav  that  a  local  publication 
took  upon  itself  the  responsibility  of  in- 
forming the  world  that  The  San  Fran- 
ciscan was  "backed  by  an  angel"  who 
paid  all  its  bills  and  kept  its  staff  in  luxury. 
Would  that  we  could  have  believed  the 
statement  ourselves — would,  also,  that  the 
writer  of  that  article  could  have  witnessed 
the  scene  when  the  purported   "angel" 
found  that  the  sheriff  had  taken  the  writing 
seriously  and  attached  his  personal  bank 
account.  If  ever  we  were  certain  that  The 
San   Franciscan   was   on   its  own   legs, 
wobbly  as  they  were,  we  knew  it  then. 

All  these  incidents  have  become  merely 
amusing  stories  because,  within  these  first 


The  Founder , Editor  and  Publisher  oj  the  San  Franciscan, 
Joseph  Dyer,  was  to  have  written  this  article.  From 
day  to  day  we  asked  him  for  copy  and  from  day  to  day 
he  succeeded  in  putting  us  off.  Suddenly  it  dawned  upon 
us  that  he  was  entirely  too  modest  to  blow  his  own 
horn  on  the  fijtli  birthday  of  his  magazine.  Hence  we 
take  matters  out  of  his  hands  and  write  the  following: 


four  years,  The  San  Franciscan 
hasjustified  the  faith  placed  in  it. 
It  has  made  its  own  way,  paid  oft 
the  bills  of  the  first  years  and  to- 
day is  a  self-contained  economic 
unit.  It  is  still  in  the  pioneer 
stage.  An  uncounted  amount  of 
time,  energy,  ingenuity  and  im- 
agination are  poured  into  the 
magazine  each  month — quanti- 
ties which  never  will  appear  on 
the  business  balance  sheet.  The 
San  Franciscan  is  an  ideal  still 
dependent  on  the  cooperation  of 
those  who  believe  in  it.  But  it  is 
autonomic  and,  as  such,  will  continue  to  rise  or  fall  by  virtue  of 
its  own  merits. 

This  opportunity  to  recount  incidents  of  our  past  offers  a  subtle 
temptation  to  put  into  print  various  acknowledgements  and  ap- 
preciations we  have  heretofore  expressed  privately.  But  you  did 
not  open  to  this  page  to  read  a  card  of  thanks — so  we  will  resist 
the  urge  and  let  you  yourself  insert  the  expressions  of  gratitude 
which  we  refrain  from  writing. 

The  San  Franciscan  has  weathered  the  almost  impossible  situ- 
ations recurring  throughout  the  past  four  years  not  only  because 
(oseph  Dyer  had  an  inconquerable  ideal  and  the  ability  to  share  it 
with  others,  but  also  because  those  who  have  shared  our  view- 
point have  given  encouragement,  time,  advice,  manuscripts  and 
other  cooperation  of  a  very  tangible  type.  Distinguished  writers, 
established  in  their  profession,  have  been  generous  indeed.  Ger- 
trude Atherton,  H.  L.  Mencken,  Kathleen  Norris,  Charles  G. 
Norris,  Sara  Bard  Field,  Colonel  C.  E.  S.  Wood,  Idwal  Jones, 
George  Douglas,  Eugene  Bloch,  Oliver  Sayler,  Charles  Caldwell 
Dobie,  Witter  Bvnner,  Peter  B.  Kyne,  Lincoln  Steffens,  Edward 
Maslin  Hulme  and  Algernon  Crofton  have  all  shared  our  hopes  for 
a  magazine  of  intelligent  comment  in  the  West  and  have  contributed 
with  open  hands.  Business  leaders  such  as  Herbert  Fleishhacker, 
Michel  Weill,  Paul  Shoup,  Albert  Jannopolous,  George  Tourney, 
William  P.  Roth,  George  Smith  and  Robert  Dollar  have  encour- 
aged the  magazine's  efforts  towards  economic  self-sufficiency. 
Artistic  and  cultural  figures  such  as  Albert  Bender,  Alma  de  Brette- 
ville  Spreckles ,  Raymond  Armsby ,  Ottonno  Ronchi ,  Johan  Hage- 
meyer,  Ethel  Barrvmore,  Richard  Tobin,  Helen  Wills  Moody, 
H.  J.  Allen,  Maynard  Dixon,  Edgar  Walter  and  Wilfred  Davis 
have  contributed  with  criticisms,  suggestions  and  contributions. 
These  same  years,  The  San  Franciscan  has  played  its 
part  in  the  lives  of  young  writers  reaching  toward  recog- 
nition. Among  those  whose  work  appeared  in  our  pages 
while  their  niche  of  acclaim  was  still  in  the  process  of 
being  carved  are  Carey  McWilhams  whose 
book  on  Ambrose  Bierce  published  last 
year  is  the  finest  so  far,  Rex  Smith  who  is 
now  writing  for  the  Paris  edition  of  the 
JSJ.CU'  York  Herald,  Gobind  Behari  Lai  now 
science  editor  for  the  Hearst  publications, 
Mollie  Merrick  whose  work  is  syndicated 
daily  in  one  hundred  and  twenty-five  news- 
papers throughout  the  world,  Kathryn 
Hulme  whose  '  Arab  Interlude  "  is  an  event 
of  this  season,  Elva  Williams  about  whom 
more  will  be  said  next  month,  Constance 
Ferris  whose  "Curtain  Calls"  is  in  the 
midst  of  its  first  wave  of  popularity,  Beth 
Wendel  now   writing  dialogue  for   the 

Continued  on  page  50 


CONTENTS 


the  San  Franciscan 

JOSEPH  DYER,  Editor  and  Publisher 

Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  to  the  Publisher 

CONTRIBUTORS 


CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

WILSON  FOLETT 

LINCOLN  STEFFENS 

IDWAL  JONES 
ROWENA  MASON 
KATHRYN  HULME 


GEORGE  DOUGLAS 

ELVA  WILLIAMS 

SYDNEY  KING  RUSSELL 

CAREY  MCWILLIAMS 

OTTORINO  RONCHI 

ZOE  BATTU 


NOVEMBER 


1930 


Telegraph  Hill  Photograph  by  W.  E.  Dassonville    8 

Silver  City,  by  Josephine  Ringwood     ...  8 

San  Franciscan  Vignettes,  by  Francis  Owen    .  9 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 10 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 11 

San  Francisco  Social  Questionnaire        ...  12 

Request  to  a  New  Mistress,  verse,  H.  P.  Preston  12 

Charles  and  Kathleen  Norris,  photograph  .     .  13 

Behind  the  Scenes,  lithograph  by  Stanley  Wood  14 

Reverie  in  a  Dungeon,  story  by  Robert  Joyce 

Tasker 15 

Sacred  Thoughts  by  Dwight  Strickland    .      .     .  15 

Devil's  Work,  historical  article  by  W.  C.  Bunner  16 

Sail  on!  Sail  on!  Sail  on!,  by  Irene  Cowley     .  16 

Geraldine  Farrar,  photograph 17 

Map  of  Montgomery  Street,  by  Ned  Hilton    .  18 

Family  Club,  cartoon  by  Sotomayor   ....  19 

Spotlight,  by  Junius  Cravens 20 

Edgar  Saltus,  by  Rex  Smith        21 

Causerie,  book  reviews,  by  Frank  L.  Fenton    .  21 

Claire  de  Lune,  short  story  by  Katherine  Hulme  22 

The  Pale  Woman,  verse  by  Sara  Bard  Field      .  22 

Montalvo,  photograph  by  William  Horace  Smith  23 

Reigning  Dynasty 24 

Mrs.  Charles  B.  Henderson,  camera  portrait 

by  Hagemeyer        25 

George  Sterling — 1927,  by  Carey  McWilliams  26 

George  Sterling,  portrait  by  Hagemeyer     .     .  26 

Isoult,  photograph  of  sculpture  by  McCarten  .  28 

Passing  Shows,  art  notes  by  Aline  Kistler   .     .  29 

Concerning  Virginia  Hersch 35 

Gesture,  verse  by  Beth  Wendel 35 

Sonnet,  by  Robert  Hunt 41 

Lament,  by  Constance  Ferris 49 


VOLV 


NO.  1 


The  San  Franciscan  is  published  monthly  by  The  San  Franciscan 
Publishing  Company,  Sharon  Building,  San  Francisco,  California. 
Entered  as  second-class  matter  October,  1928,  at  the  Post  Office 
at  San  Francisco,  Calif.,  under  the  act  of  March  3,  1  879,  Joseph 
Dyer,  Publisher.  Subscription  price:  one  year  $2.50,  single  copy 
25c.  Copyrighted  1929,  The  San  Franciscan  Publishing  Com- 
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companied by  self-addressed,  stamped  envelope 

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SILVER  CITY 

By  Josephine  Ringwood 

Buildings  pierce  the  skyline.  White 
buildings,  gaunt  and  still.  Forgotten  ghosts 
keeping  watch  over  the  city.  Telephone 
Building,  St.  Francis,  Fairmont,  Mark 
Hopkins  .  .  .  apartment  houses  strain  their 
heads  through  the  silver  haze.  Lighted 
windows  twinkle  and  peer  across  to  Yacht 
Harbor,  where  white  sails  .  .  .  phantom 
wings  .  .  .  stir  gently  as  in  a  dream. 

A  white  moon  floods  the  city,  reaches 
out  to  Marin's  scraggly  shore,  and  catches 
the  ferry  boats  as  they  slide  across  the  bay. 

A  white  moon  haunts  the  desolate 
wharves  that  day  has  left  dreary  and  for- 
saken. 

A  white  moon  floods  the  deserted 
streets,  and  traces  fantastic  patterns  on  the 
worn  cobblestones. 

And  in  her  wake,  calmly,  noiselessly, 
the  fog  creeps  in  to  sleep  over  the  silent 
city  cloaked  in  silver  mist. 

.Originally  published  October  1929 


Proud  Elegance  Crowns  Telegraph  Hill 


This  exquisite  view,  photo- 
graphed by  W.  E.  Dassonville, 
is  chosen  for  re-publication  both 
because  of  the  numerous  re- 
quests for  it  and  because  we  con- 
sider it  the  loveliest  view  of  San 
Francisco  we  have  been  privi- 
leged to  reproduce  the  past  four 
years.  It  is  taken  from  the  former 
marine  look-out  whose  tangle 
of  undergrowth  has  given  way  to 
smooth  avenues  and  stately  urns 
where  San  Franciscans  and  tour- 
ists watch  the  island-strewn  bay. 


^Snn  rmnciscm 


Three  San  Franciscan  Vignettes 

First  Published  in  January,  1927  .  .  .  but  Presenting  Scenes  Equally  True  Today 

by  Owen  Francis 


NOB  HILL  .  .  . 
Where  the  thrones  of  the  mighty  fell  at 
a  shake  of  the  footstool.  Hopkins, 
Huntington,  Stanford,  Flood,  Crocker— a  roll 
call  in  eternity  of  the  men  who  made  the  grade. 
Railroads  and  Gold.  Auction  bridge  and 
charge  accounts.  Squatters  on  the  lost  king- 
doms of  nabobs.  Subdivisions.  A  remnant  sale 
of  birthrights.  Memories — like  old  lace  on  a 
gown  byr  Molvneux.  A  delicatessen  sprouting 
on  a  dado  of  burned  treasures.  Grubstakes  and 
Pioneers.  Diets  and  fallen  arches.  A  double 
exposure — "The  City  That  Was" — "The 
City  That  Is."  A  tintype  by  de  Meyer.  We 
moderns.  Successfully  living  down  their  pasts 
— but  not  up  to  our  own  heritages.  "Old 
Pancake"  Comstock.  Serving  Peach  Melba  to 
Powell  Street  Cowboys.  "Come  to  see  me 
again.  Glad  to  have  you.  Take  a  pocketful  of 
nuggets."  Heights  sometime  make  one  dizzy. 
High  boys  and  hitching  posts.  Overstuffed 
and  Bill  boards.  A  Vigilante  sleeps — but  the 
Rotary  members  are  wide  awake.  Tally  Ho 
and  Honk  Honk.  Traditions  in  silent  catena- 
tion along  the  corridors  of  the  Fairmont — and 
imagine  driving  to  the  Mark  Hopkins  in  a  sur- 
rey' Settled  in  the  sixties — unsettled  in  '26. 
A  Kreisler  playing  jazz  for  the  Junior  League. 
I  hate  earthquakes.  San  Francisco  through  a 
lorgnette,  from  the  top  rung  of  the  social  lad- 
der— and  the  poor  souls  with  no  Emily  Post 
to  guide  them. 

Quadrille  to  Charleston;  guest  rooms  to 
wall  beds;  red  blood  to  steam  heat! 

Progress — or  what  have  vou? 

Take  Powell,  Sacramento,  or  California 
cable  lines. 

A   Saga   of  the   Great — camouflaged   by 
apartment  houses. 
NOB  HILL  .       .     . 


EMBARCADERO  .  .  . 
Circe — singing — to  men  chained  to  office 
desks. 

A  reception  hall  inside  a  Golden  Gate. 
Where  hats  of  all  nations  are  taken  off  in  hom- 
age. Ships  and  cargoes.  Men  and  labor.  A 
morgue  of  childhood  dreams.  Lying  unrecog- 
nized— while  awaiting  burial  by  Time.  The 
place  to  plan  vour  life  if  you  could  live  it  over 
again.  Midnight  missions  gathering  drift  wood. 
Tidesand  currents.  Piers  and  fog-horns.  Handi- 
work of  God  cartooned  by  ferry  slips.  The 
cross-roads  in  trails  of  men  who  go  "down  to 
the  sea  in  ships."  A  bookstore  for  those  who 
have  never  learned  to  read — with  volumes 
from  every  country.  Sailors  with  open  faces 
and  hidden  aigrettes.  Yo  Ho  and  the  Eight- 
eenth Amendment.  Sea  legs  and  bilge  water. 
Docks  and  gangways — pouring  raw  material 
over  the  brim  of  the  melting  pot.  Tears  at  fare- 
well— Cousin  Bill  sets  sail  for  Sausalito;  and 
a  globe-trotter  yawns  as  he  leaves  for  Timbuc- 
too.  How  convenient  for  some  wives  if  their 
husbands  were  sailors.  Two  days  in  port  and 
a  skipper  takes  his  bearings.  Wharf  rats  and 
stevedores.  Rum  runners  and  fishing  smacks. 
An  overture  to  the  seven  seas.  Neptune  and 
Davy  Jones  reading  a  requiem  to  a  row  of  dead 
ships  in  the  mud  flats. 

Bombav  and  Bristol — Pago-Pago  and  Pa- 
peete— Singapore  and  Sydney — Cairo  and 
Calais — 

Names  of  secret  desires. 

Land-lubbers!  Astigmatic  eyes  staring  at 
the  horizon — 

Fools!  We  watch  magic  lantern  slides  of 
travelogues — while  Adventure  calls. 

Close  the  ledger!  The  world  lies  before 
you.  Bon  Voyage — 
EMBARCADERO  .  .  . 


CHINATOWN  .  .  . 
A  whisper. 

Like  a  placid  river  with  a  potent  undertow. 
Where  East  meets  West  by  walking  north  or 
south  on  Grant  Avenue.  Hip  Sing  and  Ming 
Toy — straw  slippers  and  French  heels.  2  a.m. 
Four  finger-nails  gone  and  NrPau  isn't  home 
yet.  Tea  and  rice  from  a  charcoal  burner  while 
the  tourist  from  Yapp's  Crossing  casts  a 
world-wise  eye  over  a  bowl  of  chop  suey.  A 
flower  shop  with  rotting  poppies  on  the  roof. 
Narrow  streets  and  broad  minds;  bland  faces 
and  shuffling  feet.  Live  dolls  with  Dresden 
faces — who  smile  at  you;  but  "never  the 
twain  shall  meet."  Langorous  lilies  of  the 
East — at  home  in  a  clay  pot  from  Newark. 
Soy — Silks  and  Saki?  I  wonder  if  they  have  a 
Santa  Claus.  They  invented  gunpowder,  but 
what  can  you  expect  from  a  race  who  cele- 
brate New  Year's  in  February?  The  Telephone 
Exchange  brightened  with  flowers  in  a  Ming 
vase.  Almond  eyes  and  Lichee  nuts.  Old  men 
in  doorways — smoking  Bull  Durham — while 
thev  dream  of  Canton.  The  final  denial  to 
"Gentlemen  Prefer  Blonds."  Ten  more  dol- 
lars to  Hangkow.  Another  cousm  pays  a  21- 
cent  fare  from  Oakland.  "You  speakee  piecee 
English,  John'"  "I  am  honored  to  mention  it 
among  the  few  of  my  humble  accomplish- 
ments." Confucius  dressed  by  Hart,  Schaffner 
&.  Marx.  Mah  Jongg  and  Hatchet  men.  A 
strange  people — whose  speech  is  song  and 
whose  music  is  discord.  Incense  and  other 
odors  too  numerous  to  mention.  Silly  idea  this 
rice  on  graves — yet  the  dead  can't  smell 
flowers! 

Buddha — Joss — The  Six  Companies.  Lot- 
teries and  chop  sticks.  "Clever  people — these 
Chinese." 
IN  CHINATOWN  .  .  . 


10 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


Editor's  Note:  Much  debate  preceded  our  decision  to 
make  all  of  "Now  It  Can  Be  Told"  retrospective  this 
issue.  There  are  new  situations  that  deserve  comment, 
and  new  anecdotes  we  should  like  to  share  with  you. 
But  so  many  requests  came  in  for  "favorite  stories"  that 
we  have  no  space  left  for  new  paragraphs — and,  at  that, 
we  cannot  comply  with  all  the  requests. 


ONE  day  in  a  remote  hamlet  in  the 
mountainous  regions  of  the  State,  we 
were  making  our  way  along  Main 
street  our  contemplation  of  the  beautv  of  the 
Sierras  'was  broken  m  upon  by  a  great  clatter 
of  bells,  whistles  and  the  poundmg  of  horses' 
hoofs.  With  considerable  delight  we  stood 
upon  the  curb  to  view  the  sight  of  an  old- 
fashioned  steam  fire  engine  in  all  the  fiery 
glory  of  responding  to  an  alarm. 

Hard  by  us  was  a  gentleman  recently  ar- 
rived from  the  city,  who  evidently  had  im- 
bibed of  native  beverages  not  wiselv  but 
much  too  generously.  As  the  laboring  and 
puffing  engine  bore  down  upon  us  he  took  a 
coin  from  his  pocket.  As  it  passed  by  he 
frantically  attempted  to  hail  the  driver.  Fail- 
ing to  attract  his  attention  the  inebriated  one 
ran  unsteadily  down  the  street  m  the  wake  of 
the  engine.  Finally  he  realized  the  hopeless- 
ness or  catching  up  with  it  and  in  disgust  he 
flung  the  coin  in  the  direction  of  the  disap- 
pearing fire  engine  and  shouted,  "To  hell 
with  vour  old  peanuts.'' 


'TO  HELL  WITH  FREUD!" 


PAUL  SHOUP,  president  of  the  Southern 
Pacific  and  Charles  Field,  who  presided 
over  the  editorial  desk  of  Tin-  Sunset  in  its 
most  lustrous  years,  were  recently  in  Wash- 
ington, D.  C,  and  called  at  the  White  House 
to  pay  their  respects  to  President  and  Mrs. 
Hoover. 

The  President  asked  them  to  attend  Divine 
Services  with  him  and  Mrs.  Hoover  the  com- 
ing Sunday. 

Rushing  back  to  their  hotel,  the  pair  un- 
packed rumpled  dress  trousers  and  morning 
coats  and  sent  them  off  for  cleaning  and  press- 
ing in  honor  of  the  coming  momentous  event. 
Top  hats  were  critically  twirled  and  reno- 
vated; cravats  and  linen  received  minute  at- 
tention. Sunday  morning  there  was  no  late 
sleeping  for  Shoup  and  Field.  An  unseemly 
hour  found  them  in  the  hotel  barber  shop  be- 
ing shaved,  massaged  and  manicured  to  ex- 
quisite perfection. 

The  services,  to  (he  joy  of  the  two  guests, 
went  oft  perfectly.  There  remained  only  the 
newspaper  accounts  of  the  same  to  seal  their 
triumph  and  render  them  g  orious  in  the  eves 
of  San  Francisco.  In  a  fury  of  impatience  thev 
awaited  the  Monday  morning  papers.  Anx- 
iously they  scanned  the  front  page  and 
society  columns;  with  growing  impatience 
and  chagrin,  they  examined  the  sheets,  column 
for  column.  Finallv,  on  an 
inside  page  in  an  obscure 
corner  was  a  small  item, 
containing  the  intelligence 
that,  President  and  Mrs. 
Hoover  had,  the  previous 
morning,  as  was  their  cus- 
tom, attended  church  ser- 
vices, accompanied  onlv 
by  two  secret  service 
attendants. 

A  SAN  FRANCIS- 
CAN who  recent'y 
returned  from  a  trip 
to  New  York,  was  very 
much  annoyed  during  the 
journey  bv  bedbugs  or 
fleas.  Arriving  in  San 
Francisco,  haggard  and 
worn  from  four  all  but 
sleepless  nights,  he  sat 
down  m  anger  and  indited 
a  red  hot  letter  to  the 
Pullman  Company. 

A  response  came  quickly 
in  the  form  of  a  three-page, 
single-spaced  letter. 
Couched  in  apologetic  and 
diplomatic  language,  the 
letter  would  have  done 
credit  to  a  veteran  of  the 
diplomatic  service.  Des- 
spite  the  welts  that  still 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

decorated  the  man's  face,  as  well  as  practi- 
cally every  square  inch  of  his  body,  he  began 
to  feel  that  he  had  acted  a  bit  hastily. 

He  had  reached  the  signature  and  had  deter- 
mined to  write  the  company  a  note  of  apology , 
when ,  upon  picking  up  the  envelope ,  a  slip  of 
scratch  paper  fluttered  to  the  floor.  Hot  blood 
again  flushed  the  man's  face  as  he  read:  "Write 
this  bird  the  bedbug  letter." 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  under  certain 
circumstances  intimates  that  it  was  he  who 
really  started  The  San  Franciscan. 

LAST  Tuesday  we  were  waiting  the  "go" 
signal  at  the  corner  of  Post  and  Grant 
avenue  when  that  stunning  Hispano 
Suiza  that  you  have  seen  gliding  around  the 
city  turned  the  corner  and  successfully  blocked 
the  cross-traffic.  Directly  in  the  front  line 
trench  was  a  24-carat  gold-plated  Rolls 
Royce.  The  chauffeur  of  the  Rolls  glared  at 
the  owner  of  the  hand  that  guided  the  destinv 
of  the  Hispano  and  said:  "Where  in  the  hell 
do  you  think  you  are  driving?' ' 

The  guiding  spirit  of  the  Hispano  elevated 
an  effete  eyebrow. 

"Aw,"  he  signed,  "take  that  pile  of  tin 
and  park  it  in  the  alley." 

AVERY  well  known  local  financier  had 
occasion  recently  to  purchase  a  gift  for 
an  intimate  friend  about  to  be  married. 
For  which  purpose,  he  entered  one  of  the  ex- 
clusive Post  street  gift  shops  and  indicated  to 
the  floor  manager  that,  he  desired  to  leisurely 
examine  its  entire  stock  of  treasures.  Pres- 
ently, though,  he  became  aware  that  his  heels 
were  tagged  by  a  personable,  but  indefinitely 
aged  saleswoman.  He  tried  to  lose  her  but  to 
no  purpose. 

Finally,  the  comedy  got  on  the  man's 
nerves.  He  turned  and  in  a  bored  and  slightly 
insolent  tone  asked,  "Madame,  am  I  keeping 
you?" 

Quickly  came  the  reply,  "No,  but  I  wish 
to  God  you  were." 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  excuses 
scratching  with  the  remark:  "In  San  Fran- 
cisco, it's  no  disgrace  to  have  fleas." 


AS  IS  usual  with  navy  stories,  this  took 
place  ashore. 
During  the  stay  of  the  fleet  in  San 
Francisco  harbor,  a  number  of  officers  at- 
tended a  lavish  reception  at  the  Pacific  avenue 
residence  of  a  ladv  well-known  for  her  hospi- 
tality. A  doctor  from  the  hospital  ship 
"Relief,"  attired  in  the  correct  evening  garb 
of  a  civilian,  was  present  with  his  brothers- 
tn-arms. 

In  the  course  of  a  conversation  an  inquisi- 
tive damsel,  marking  his  lack  of  gold  braid, 
inquired  his  occupation. 

"I  am  a  naval  surgeon,"  he  replied. 

After  a  tell-tale  pause  she  observed,  blush- 
mglv,  "Do  you  know,  I  think  the  medical 
profession  is  becoming  over-specialized." 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


11 


AMONG  those  who  rushed  to  congratu- 
late Alfred  Hertz  at  the  conclusion  of  a 
recent  performance  of  the  Summer 
Symphony  there  was  a  heedless  young  flapper 
whose  enthusiasm  over  the  concert  was  some- 
what mixed  with  a  rather  disconcerting 
cunositv.  However  she  was  quite  charming 
in  her  heedless  way  and  Hertz  seemed  highlv 
amused  when  she  presumed  to  ask  whether 
he  slept  with  his  beard  inside  or  outside  the 
covers  at  night.  The  conductor's  eyes  twinkled 
as  he  turned  the  conversation  to  topics  less 
personal. 

Several  days  later  a  friend  who  had  been 
present  at  the  scene  met  Hertz  and  was  some- 
what concerned  to  find  him  worried  and 
nervous.  Questioned  as  to  the  reason  Hertz 
burst  out  with — "Damn  that  girl!  Ever  since 
she  asked  me  about  my  beard,  I  haven't  slept 
a  wink  for  wondering  if  I  should  keep  it 
under  the  covers  or  over  the  covers." 

BELIEVING  nothing  is  beautiful  but  the 
truth  and  that  to  understand  all  is  to 
pardon  all,  we  must  recite  the  Tale  of 
the  Petaluma  Adventurer.  Arriving  from  an 
Eastern  city,  he  desired  only  to  settle  on  a 
chicken  ranch.  All  went  well  until,  with  the 
completed  purchase  of  eleven  hens,  he  was 
informed  by  the  dealer  that  cocks  at  the  time 
were  exceedingly  rare  and,  of  a  fact,  could 


not  be  bought.  But  he  would  toss  in  with  the 
hens  one  quite  youthful  and  energetic  parrot. 
The  sale  was  completed  and  caged.  The 
poultrv  was  delivered  to  a  coop  and  placed 
in  the  gentleman's  car.  Lo'  on  reaching  the 
highway  the  little  brown  hens  were  seen  fil- 
ing back  down  the  road.  There  was  a  decided 
dignitv  in  their  stride  and  a  resolute  bob  to 
their  heads.  One  behind  the  other,  looking 
neither  to  the  right  nor  left,  they  were 
solemnly  quitting  the  Ford.  Perched  with 
some  exasperation  on  the  tail  lamp ,  the  parrot 
was  calling  after  them:  "If  you  girls  care  to 
reconsider  vou  mav  resume  your  seats  AND 
RIDE." 


WE  HEARD  a  man  ask  his  dinner 
partner  if  she  were  familiar  with 
The  San  Franciscan.  "I'm  not,"  she 
said.  (Remarkable  answer!  A  tribute  to  the 
honestv  of  one  woman.  We  seem  to  have  the 
evil  luck  of  alwavs  sitting  next  to  women 
who  refuse  to  admit  not  being  familiar  with 
anything.  )  "What  is  it,"  she  asked,  "another 
Town  Topes*'"  Her  companion  laughed.  "On 
the  contrary!  I'd  pay  to  keep  my  name  out  of 
Town  Topics;  the  other  I'd  pay  to  squeeze  my 
name  in!" 

THE  occasion  was  the  recent  farewell  din- 
ner given  by  the  Bohemian  Club  to  a 
visiting  Russian  director.  Joe  Thompson 
rose  to  render  the  honorary  speech  of  the 
evening.  We  settled  back  and  lit  our  cig- 
arettes. Suddenly  we  sat  up.  Thompson  was 
speaking  not  in  English  but  in  Russian.  His 
remarks  were  delivered  m  a  flowing,  rippling, 
easy  manner. 

After  the  party  left  the  table,  we  recon- 
noitered  a  bit,  bent  upon  obtaining  as  diplo- 
maticallv  as  possible  the  name  of  the  school 
the  speaker  had  patronized.  Finally  the 
mystery  w  as  solved  by  a  fellow  guest .  familiar 
with  the  Russian  tongue.  Joe  was  a  fraud.  He 
had  obtained  a  Russian  primer  and  rattled  off 
its  first  several  lessons,  consisting  of  :uch 
simplicities  as  "I  see  the  cat.  The  cat  sees  me. 
The  baby  loves  Mama." 

We  fear  that  good  intentions  have  as  little 
place  in  politics  as  in  poker. 

Continued  on  page  32 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


A  San  Francisco  Social  Questionnaire 

—  First  Asked  in  February  of  1927 


1 .  Who  was  the  society  girl  whose  indiscre- 
tions almost  caused  international  compli- 
cations between  this  country  and  En- 
gland? 

2.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  matron  who 
vowed  she  would  make  our  most  exclu- 
sive set  if  it  cost  her  a  million,  and  even- 
tually did? 

3.  What  incident  caused  the  scion  of  a  San 
Francisco  family  to  leave  Paris  at  the  re- 
quest of  the  French  authorities? 

4.  Who  is  the  San  Francisco  bachelor  who 
financed  the  education  of  a  French  prima 
donna? 

5.  What  San  Francisco  family  is  reputed  to 
have  the  largest  cellar  of  "pre-war  stuff?" 

6.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  dowager 
who  danced  the  Charleston  with  a  no- 
torious gigolo  at  Ciro's  last  summer? 

7.  What  debut  caused  an  investigation  by 
the  United  States  prohibition  forces? 

8.  What  aristocratic  family  in  San  Francisco 
made  their  money  in  fertilizer  in  the  old 
country? 

What  San  Francisco  bachelor  said:  "I 
don't  give  a  damn  if  you  are  a  Duchess"? 
Who  was  the  San  Francisco  matron  who 
requested  a  titled  British  writer  to  leave 
her  home? 

Who  is  the  woman  who  cxchangei  an  ex- 
pensive foreign  car  for  a  luncheon  in  an 
exclusive  club? 

Who  were  the  San  Francisco  millionaires 
in  the  late  nineties  who  preferred  to  eat 
in  the  kitchen  instead  of  the  dining-room? 
What  did  Suzanne  Lenglen  reply  to  a  San 
Francisco  sportsman  who  asked  her  what 


9. 
10. 

11. 

12. 

13. 

14. 
15. 

16. 

17 


19 


20. 


she  thought  of  Helen  Wills? 

Who  is  the  San  Francisco  matron  who 

almost  came  to  blows  with  Marv  Garden? 

.  Who  was  the  clubman  who  stated  that  if 
the  Prince  of  Wales  ever  came  to  San 
Francisco  he  would  be  his  guest? 

.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  woman  that 
Jean  Nash  called  the  worst  dressed 
woman  in  America? 

.  What  San  Francisco  bachelor  threatened 
to  "smash  the  nose"  of  a  well-known 
Parisian  dancer  unless  he  stopped  his  at- 
tentions to  his  fiancee? 

.  Who  is  the  former  San  Francisco  mil- 
lionairess whose  eccentricities  are  inter- 
nationally famous? 

Who  is  the  San  Francisco  philanthropist 
who  was  blackmailed  out  of  a  quarter  of  a 
million  dollars? 

At  what  reception  did  a  well  known 
tenor  say  to  his  wife:  "Let's  get  the  hell 
out  of  here"? 


Request  to  a  new  mistress 

By  H.  P.  Preston 

Could  wc  not,  my  dear, 

Eliminate  this  chatter 

Of  Art  and  Love? 

Must  the  eternal  clatter 

OF  thin  teacups 

Always  chime  accompaniment? 

Let  us  be  Forthright, 

Meeting  our  ennui 

Quickly. 

Reprinted  from  issue  of  July,  1928 


Why  did  the  band,   when   welcoming 
W.  R.  H„  play  "There  Are  Smiles--"  ? 


21.  Why  did  a  former  San  Francisco  family 
suddenly  sell  their  estate  at  a  sacrifice  and 
leave  for  the  East? 

22.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  clubman  who 
entered  a  Spanish  monastery  in  1895  and 
left  one  week  later? 

2  3 .  Why  was  a  San  Francisco  woman  snubbed 
here  after  her  presentation  to  the  Court  of 
St.  James? 

24.  Who  is  the  San  Franciscan  who  startled 
society  by  his  exotic  hobbies? 

25.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  "deb"  ar- 
rested on  the  beach  of  the  Lido,  sans 
proper  bathing  apparel? 

26.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  woman  who 
to'd  the  daughter  of  a  Russian  prince  at  a 
reception  in  Paris  to  behave  like  a  lady? 

27.  What  was  the  secret  of  the  success  of  San 
Francisco's  greatest  social  dictator? 

28.  Who  was  the  youth  that  was  kidnaped  bv 
an  actress  old  enough  to  be  his  mother? 

29.  Who  is  the  San  Francisco  woman  whose 
jewels  are  supposed  to  be  of  paste? 

30.  What  San  Francisco  bachelor's  dinner 
rivaled  the  famed  "Girl  in  the  Pie"  partv 
in  New  York? 

31.  What  was  the  true  reason  that  Queen 
Marie  did  not  come  to  San  Francisco? 

32.  Why  did  a  prominent  San  Francisco 
couple  check  out  of  the  Ritz-Carlton  in 
New  York  and  move  to  the  Commodore? 

33.  Why  was  a  San  Francisco  family  denied 
entrance  to  a  box  in  the  Diamond  Horse 
Shoe  of  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House? 

34.  Who  is  the  San  Francisco  youth  who  dis- 
owned his  father  for  marrying  a  former 
chorus  girl? 

35.  Who  is  the  San  Francisco  girl  who  was 
the  inspiration  of  the  masterpiece  of  a 
contemporary  French  painter? 

36.  In  the  late  nineties,  who  was  the  San 
Francisco  youth  that  shot  his  wife  on  their 
honeymoon? 

37.  Who  was  the  San  Francisco  pioneer 
(whose  children  and  grandchildren  be- 
long to  the  most  exclusive  of  sets )  that 
came  to  his  death  by  strangulation  when 
the  platform  on  which  he  was  standing 
suddenlv  collapsed? 

38.  Who  was  the  widow  of  a  prominent  San 
Franciscan  whogaveherjewels  tochanty? 

39.  Who  was  the  society  woman  that  nearly 
broke  up  a  prominent  San  Francisco 
Club? 

40.  "I  am  the  State  of  California."  What 
early  California  millionaire  said  this  to 
the  United  States  President? 

41 .  Why  will  the  answers  to  these  questions 
never  be  answered? 


NOVEMBER,  1930 

i— ! 


13 


CHARLES  G.  AND  KATHLEEN  NORRIS 


Since  June  1928,  when  this  portrait  was  first 
published,  California's  "royal  family"  has 
won  further  laurels  substantiating  the  original 
caption  which  read:  "These  charming  people 
hold  multitudes  under  the  subjugation  of 
their  pens  and  their  conquests  in  the  name 
of  hospitality  are  known  along  the  entire 
route  of  El  Camino  Real." 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


BEHIND  THE  SCENES        Lithograph  by  Stanley  Wood 


Throughout  the  past  four  years 
The  San  Franciscan  has  tried 
From  month  to  month  to 
publish  significant  work  by 
artists  of  promise  and 
accomplishment.  As  each 
year  witnessed  the  fresh 
attainments  of  Stanley  Wood, 
we  watched  for  something  of 
his  to  present  in  our  pages. 
Now  that  he  has  turned  to 
lithography,  in  addition  to 
his  work  in  watercolor  and 
oil,  we  have  snatched  the 
first  proof  from  his  first  stone 
for  reproduction.  This  is  the 
initial  plate  in  a  series  which 
Wood  plans  to  do  of  back- 
stage scenes  from  drawings 
made  during  the  recent  opera 
season.  It  isshown  by  Vickery, 
Atkins  and  Torrey,  though 
not  hung  with  the  watercolors 
of  Wood's  annual  one-man 
exhibition  there  this  month. 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


15 


Reverie  in  a  Dungeon 


Editor's  Note:  This  was  the  first 
story  by  Robert  J.  Tasker  pub- 
lished by  The  San  Franciscan.  It 
appeared  in  the  issue  of  Septem- 
ber, 1927,  and  was  later  followed 
by  other  stories,  the  last  of  which 
was  signed  "Huso."  Tasker  is  the 
author  of  "Grimhaven,"  an  unusual 
study  of  prison  life,  and  a  number 
of  distinctive  stories  published  in 
"American  Mercury"  and  other 
national  magazines.  He  is  now  in 
Los  Angeles  writing  and  doing 
editorial  work. 


yOU  made  such  a  magnificent  p.cture! 
There  were  crisp,  blue-green  spruce 
trees  on  the  hillside,  a  lovely  back- 
ground behind  you  as  you  ran  down  the  steps 
to  the  water's  edge.  You  wore  gay  colors 
and,  as  you  passed,  the  ragged  old  cedar  tree 
brushed  you,  caressed  you  withsenilechastity. 
You  too  were  chaste — and  so  young! 

Endless  things  I  did — such  augmenting 
proprieties!  And  all  to  aid  your  reclining  on 
the  silk  cushions  in  our  little  boat.  Taps  and 
pats,  and  minute  rearranging  until,  at  last, 
you  were  like  a  Nile  Goddess  on  her  barge. 
Or  a  Venetian  Princess  in  her  gondola  .  .  . 
But  our  waters  were  broader  and  more 
virginal. 

Out  onto  the  calm  waters  I  propelled  us; 
toiling  at  the  stern  until  you  became  solici- 
tous. You  begged  me  to  rest.  Come  lie  with 
me  on  these  cushions,  you  implored,  there  is 
so  much  room.  And  I  obeyed  you.  So  we 
drifted  while  the  sun  was  sinking,  drifted 
under  ragged  cliffs,  and  by  jutlands  aflame 
with  autumn  leaves.  Sometimes  the  small 
waves  lapped  and  lulled  against  the  hull — 
an  even,  solemn,  hypnotic  force  that  erased 
the  past,  erased  the  future,  erased  all  the 
world,  and  left  you  and  me  drifting,  drifting. 

The  waves  sank  into  calm.  By  some  leger- 
demain my  arm  had  encircled  you.  Our  faces 
were  close,  and  without  effort  or  movement 
it  seemed,  we  turned,  read  in  each  other's 
eyes,  and  our  lips  met,  trembled,  and  drew 
away — the  most  innocent  thing.  We  pressed 
together  so  that  warmth  of  body  knew 
answering  warmth.  There  were  the  first 
faint  curves  of  womanhood,  but  I  would  not 
think  of  those  things — for  I  held  you  too 
sacred. 

The  sun  was  lowering  over  a  crest  of 
mountains.  Colors  were  changing  over  the 
world,  soft,  diffused  shades  of  blues,  and 
reds,  and  yellows — then  purples.  So  beauti- 
ful it  seemed  that  tears  started  in  your  eyes 


by  Robert  Joyce  Tasker 


and  wept.  And  because  you  wept,  damned 
up  pools  of  felicity  burst  in  me.  Tears  coursed 
down  our  close-pressed  cheeks,  mingling  to- 
gether. When  our  lips  met  there  was  the 
taste  of  salt,  and  we  swooned  in  the  swirling 
kaleidoscopic  lights  of  ecstasy. 

AND  now! 
I  am  a  thief — a  common  thief  in  a 
dungeon!  While  the  lights  burned  I 
saw  small,  dark,  living  things  creeping  on  the 
walls  and  ceiling.  Now  that  the  lights  are  out 
they  will  drop  to  my  wretched  coverings, 
creep  in  on  me  and  feast,  as  they  are  wont, 
of  the  carrion — the  filth  thrown  aside  by 
humanity. 

The  mouth  you  once  knew,  has  drooped 
and  sagged;  become  contorted  by  ba  e  emo- 
tions and  worldly  habits.  The  face  you  called 
ivory  is  scales,  dark  splotches  and  deep-cut 
lines.  The  eyes  have  lost  their  luster  and  their 
color.  The  body  is  a  rack  for  ill-fitting  rags. 
A  thief!  A  common  thief  in  a  dungeon. 

AND  you?  Ho,  my  dear!  I  have  heard! 
You  married  a  youth  of  pure  Semetic 
blood.  Did  he  marry  you  for  love? 
Or  for  entre  into  your  nice  social  plane?  And 
did  yon  marry  for  love,  my  dear?  Or  did  you 
marry  his  papa's  gold? 

I  have  seen  his  papa — do  you  call  him 
that?  I  have  seen  Papa's  blue,  porcine  jowls, 
his  gigantic  paunch — he  is  a  monster  of  jelly 
on  weakly,  wobbly  legs.  What  a  lovely  papa! 
But  then,  dear  lady,  he  has  the  gold,  has  he 
not? 

How  odd  that  it  shou'd  be  so,  but  even 
here  I  have  obtained  your  picture.  It  was 
wrapped  around  a  certain  bowl  they  gave 
me  for  my  dungeon1  You  look  very  nice,  my 
dear.  That  look  of  the  female  roue  fits  you 
nicely.  It  is  better  to  have  some  character — 
something  people  can  identify.  They  can  look 
at  you,  or  even  at  your  picture,  and  say,  Now 
this  woman  is  a  libertine.  See  the  hard  lines 
of  dissipation  and  ennui  in  her  face? 

But  you  are  shrewd  now,  eh,  my  dear?  I  see 
how  well  you  love  Papa's  gold.  It  shows  so 
plainly  in  this  picture.  When  is  Papa 
scheduled  to  die?  Let  me  know,  dear  lady, 
and  I  will  come  around  and  steal  a  bag  of  the 
precious  stuff — just  for  old  time's  sake.  For 
I  am  a  thief  now,  you  know,  quite  a  common 
one  .  .  .  In  a  dungeon. 

OLD  times!  What  a  beautiful  couple  we 
were!  Naivete  Incarnate!  Ho  me!  .  .  . 
But  there  are  ashes  in  our  mouths, 
now,  are  there  not,  my  dear? 


ROBERT  J.  TASKER 

Self  Portrait  by  the  Author 
Reprinted  from  issue  of  May,  1929 

Sacred  thoughts  upon 

visit  to  huntington 

art  gallery 

by  DWIGHT  STRICKLAND 

he  was  calmly  studying  the 
blueboy 
when  he  overheard  a  mind  upliftin '  lady 

from  philistia  cal.  say 

"oyes  it 

s  niCe 

but 
donyathink  that 

blues 
an  impractical  color  foraboy 
tawear 

,huh?" 
he  fitted  his  fingers  about  her  bulbous 

mindupliftin 
neck  and 

made  her  swim  to  the  floor  and 

turn  the  practical  color  black  and 

they  arrested 

him  and 
,2months  later 
Eleven  Americanjesusmerchants 

returned  a  verdict 
guilty 


Note:  This  brought  some  criticism  when  it  was  pub- 
lished in  The  San  Franciscan  oF  November  1 929 — but  the 
requests  for  it  have  more  than  justified  our  original  choice. 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Ai-vah'  Yim  laiung  ah! — Oh  but  this  is 
devil's  work."  Such  was  the  mumbled 
comment  of  old  Sing  Lee,  as  he  stood 
on  the  curb  near  the  comer  of  California  and 
Montgomery  streets,  absorbed  in  contempla- 
tion of  the  demolition  of  the  ancient  Parrott 
Block. 

To  the  mind  of  that  aged  Mongolian,  a 
mind  steeped  in  centuries  of  reverence  for  tra- 
dition and  all  things  that  belong  to  the  past, 
the  work  of  the  wreckers  across  the  street 
savored  of  vandalism.  They  were  iconoclasts! 
Incidentally,  they  were  raising  a  blinding, 
irritating  cloud  of  dust;  otherwise  one  might 
have  imagined  he  detected  tears  in  the  eves  of 
old  Sing  Lee. 

Either  curiosity  or  surrender  to  the  urge  of 
sentiment  (neither  characteristic  of  the  Chin- 
ese mind  ) ,  emboldened  that  rheumatic  old 
Oriental  to  watch  until  there  was  a  lull  in  the 
street  traffic;  then  he  hobbled  over  to  an  auto- 
truck into  which  the  workmen  were  lowering 
a  block  of  blue-gray  granite,  which  had  been 
part  of  the  old  building's  walls.  I  followed 
him  inquisitively.  The  manner  of  the  old 
Chinaman  convinced  me  that  beneath  it  lay 
some  important  circumstance. 

"I  was  sure  of  it!"  I  heard  him  say,  as  he 
peered  into  the  truck,  his  gaze  intent  on  the 
granite  block.  "I  was  sure  of  it.  "  He  muttered 
in  outrageously  corrupt  Cantonese,  his  hands 
looselv  clasped  in  a  gesture  indicative  of  sor- 
row. And  thus  he  stood  in  deep  meditation, 
until  roughlv  pushed  aside  bv  one  of  the  work- 
men, whose  prosaic  mind  was  on  the  job,  and 
some  three-quarters  of  a  centurv  removed  from 


DEVILS  WORK 


A  Legend  of  the 
Wall  Street  Co 


We  were  doubly  glad  of  the  request  that  recalled  to 
mind  this  article  written  during  the  wrecking  of  the 
historic  Parrott  building  and  published  April  1927.  Our 
editorial  note  at  that  time  stated  that  Sing  Lee,  for  years 
a  well  known  figure  in  the  Chinese  quarter,  was  returned 
by  the  Chinese  Six  Companies  to  his  native  village  on 
the  banks  of  the  Pearl  River  where  he  died  a  few  months 
after  his  arrival, 

the  retrospective  day-dreams  of  the  mooning 
S  mg  Lee .  Then  came  another  j  am  in  the  traffic , 
and  the  old  fellow  grew  confused.  Gentlv  I 
grasped  his  arm  and  piloted  him  over  to  the 
opposite  side  of  the  busy  street. 

"And  now,  uncle,"  I  asked,  in  the  best 
Cantonese  I  could  muster,  "what  did  vou  find 
in  that  truck  that  saddened  vour  venerable 
countenance?" 

Because  of  his  great  age  and  senile  condition 
of  mind ,  he  did  not  seem  to  realize  that  1  was 
addressing  him  in  his  own  language,  for,  after 
a  moment's  hesitation,  he  mumbled:  "I  no 
speak  velly  much  English,  Mr.  Gentleman  " 
Wf-slwi," — unnecessarv,  I  explained. 
"For  many  years  I  lived  in  Kwong  Tuung. 
You  may  speak  to  me  in  the  words  of  your  own 
language." 

"Well  spoken,  learned  one.  It  is  I  who  am 
at  fault,  for  Confucius  has  told  us  that  there  be 
many  wise  men  in  the  West.  You  ask  me  why 
it  is  that  what  I  saw  makes  me  sad,  and  I  will 
answer  in  words  from  the  heart. 


First  Stone  at  the 
rner  of  the  West 

by  W.  C.  Bunner 

Men  are  different.  We  are  not  all  of  one 
tongue.  No  more  can  we  all  follow 
the  same  circles  of  thought.  But 
listen,  if  you  care  to  hear  the  babbling  of  a  verv 
old  man, who  came  to  this  land  of  Golden 
Mountains  tens  of  vears  before  vou,  learned 
scholar,  came  into  the  world.  For  I,  when  mv 
age  was  but  ten  years ,  crossed  the  dark  waters 
with  my  venerable  father  who  was  a  member 
of  the  Stone  Mason's  Guild  of  Kwong  Tuung. 

"And  the  great  ship  that  brought  us,  also 
carried  every  stone  that  went  into  the  walls  of 
that  building  which,  since  thedavsofmvbov- 
hood,  has  stood  yonder  across  the  street.  In  its 
massive  sohditv  it  has  resisted  the  power  to 
destroy,  of  even  the  Fire  Dragon  himself.  And 
now,  after  all  these  years  of  faithful  service,  it 
must  fall;  perish  for  all  time!  Surely  this  is 
devil's  work! 

"Yes,  it  was  my  honored  father  who  came 
here  to  raise  the  walls  of  that  noble  building. 
But  others  of  our  clan  came  before  him,  and  al- 
ready many  were  returning  home  laden  with 
gold,  wrested  from  Earth's  rich  treasury  in  the 
golden  mountains;  and  the  fame  of  those  moun- 
tains had  spread  like  flames  through  the  forest. 
Lust  for  gold  mastered  the  heart  of  my  good 
Continued  on  page  41 


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Sail  on!  Sail  on!  Sail  on! 

Aimee  McPherson  As  Seen  in  1928 

by  Irene  Cowley 


AIMEE  SEMPLE  McPHERSON  re- 
turned to  Angelus  Temple ,  Los  Angeles 
for  the  present  season  after  an  exten- 
sive tour  in  "Ghina,  Honolulu,  Japan,  Aus- 
tralia, Wales,  England,  New  Zealand  and 
Canada,  in  fact  practically  all  over  the 
world,"  as  she  told  her  audience  of  five  thou- 
sand and  her  microphone  at  the  gorgeous, 
halleluiah  Sundav  night  performance  celebrat- 
ing her  return. 

So  Aimee  now  broadcasts; 

"This  is  Angelus  Temple — America," 
which  enormously  tickles  the  funny  bones  of 
the  five  thousand. 

Aimee  loves  her  microphone.  With  one 
arm  (a  right  shapely  one ,  too  )  curved  ten- 
derlv  about  it,  she  exclaims  in  a  voice  still 
husky  from  hundreds  of  evangelistic  sermons 
made  on  the  world  tour: 

"Come  on,  folks,  all  together!  Let's  sing 
our  old  favorite,  'On  the  Four  Square  Gospel 
Ship.'  Everybody  sing!"  She  claps  her  little 
hands  with  an  encouraging  smack.  Simultane- 
ously, the  organ  sounds  the  familiar  strain  and 
the  audience  sings  the  sprightly  tune, 

"On  the  Four  Square  Gospel  Ship, 
Soon  we'll  set  sail. 


The  cable  cannot  fail 

In  any  sort  of  gale 

For  it  is  anchored  on  the  solid  rock 

jesus  will  prevail 

Ship  ahoy!  We'll  all  set  sail!" 
Aimee  steps  to  the  front  of  the  platform, 
and  scoffs: 

"Well,  I  must  say,  that's  prettv  weak.  You 
sound  as  stiff  as  an  Episcopal  Church'"  Tit- 
ters and  guffaws  greet  this  bit  of  brilliant 
raillery.  "How  manv  sang  that  time?  Raise 
your  hands."  Several  obey.  "What!"  ex- 
claims Aimee,  aghast.  "Onlv  a  few  hundred 
out  of  five  thousand'"  (This  last  into  the 
mike.  Publicity  agents  take  careful  note.  This 
is  what  vou  might  call  a  good  gag. )  "This  is 
ridiculous'"  The  five  thousand  get  a  big  kick 
out  of  this  scolding  from  their  idolized  Sister. 
"All  together  this  time.  We'll  get  the  orches- 
tra to  help.  Come!  'On  the  Four  Square  Gos- 
pel Ship,  Soon  we  11  set  sail."  The  handclap 
again,  and  with  a  boom  like  the  roar  of  many 
waters  they  all  set  sail,  accompanied  by  a 
forty-piece  orchestra  (including  xylophone, 
drums  and  French  horn  )  whose  members  are 
arraved  in  sailor  costumes  and  white  duck 
hats.  The  joyful  acclaim  swells,  and  the  temple 


Editor's  Note:  This  has  always  been  one  of  our  favorites 
— imagine  our  emotion  when  not  one  but  eight  indi- 
vidual requests  came  in  for  it!  Our  only  regret  is  that, 
due  to  limited  space,  it  must  be  somewhat  abridged  from 
its  original  version  printed  August,  1928. 


timbers  totter  on  their  foundations  as  the 
audience  shrieks,  "Ship  Ahoy!  We'll  soon 
set  sail." 

"Aaaaaaaa-men!"  shouts  Aimee,  as  they 
cease.  "Everybody  sav  'Amen'." 

'  'Aaaaaaaa-men ! ' '  comes  back  the  obedient 
chorus,  excited  by  song. 

The  big  bill-board  on  top  of  the  temple  has 
promised  "A  gorgeous  musical  sermon,  fol- 
lowed by  an  illustrated  evangelistic  sermon 
by  Aimee  Semple  McPherson,"  and,  flushed 
with  anticipation,  the  audience  sits  up  and 
feasts  its  eves  on  the  radiant  Aimee  (fresh 
from  China  and  Wales  )  and  wonders  what 
she  has  in  the  way  of  entertainment  up  the 
sleeves  of  her  black  silk  cloak,  lined  with 
white. 

FIRST  of  all,  Aimee  informs  us,  'we're  to 
have  the  pleasure  of  hearing  some  darling 
little  children,  who  will  stand  m  a  tiny 
boat  and  sing  in  their  sweet  treble  the  very 
same  song  that  the  grownups  have  just  sung. 
Accordingly ,  a  curtain  is  raised  behind  Aimee , 
and  there,  sure  enough,  in  a  cardboard  boat, 
stand  the  dear  little  tots. 

"Ah,"  murmurs  the  audience  maternally, 
and  the  children  sing  sweetly, 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


17 


"On  the  Four  Square  Gospel  Ship 
Soon  we'll  set  sail" 
Et  cetera, 
while  throats  tighten  and  unashamed 
tears  (according  to  the  papers  )  flow 
from  the  eyes  of  the  adorers.  So 
dear!  So  sweet!  In  everv  aisle  sits  a 
voung  woman  garbed  in  white  dress , 
white  shoes,  and  black  cloak.  There 
are  eight  hundred  scattered  through 
the  temple,  and  at  the  conclusion  of 
the  first  number  they  become  an  ani- 
mated claquene .  Immediately ,  every 
pair  of  hands  in  the  temple  joins  in 
thunderous  applause,  and  Aimee 
turns  the  mike  to  the  audience. 

The  mistress  of  ceremonies  fol- 
lows this  up  with  a  solo  by  a  grace- 
ful child  of  perhaps  ten  years,  who 
faces  the  vast  audience  unafraid, 
with  a  song  about  "Jesus  in  a  little 
boat,  On  darling  Galilee,"  while 
the  children  in  the  cardboard  boat 
rock  ever  so  cutely,  in  the  frail  craft. 

Next  a  youth,  dressed  in  the  uni- 
form of  a  naval  officer,  recites  in  a 
wavery,  baritone  voice,  "Sail  on. 
Sail  on,  Sail  on,  and  on."  Above 
him,  in  front  of  the  choir,  in  a  boat 
larger  than  that  formerly  occupied 
by  the  children ,  stand  eight  stalwart 
sailors,  striped  lerseys,  blue  caps  n 
everything.  Each  holds  an  oar.  The 
stroke  is  a  husky  youth,  but  since 
there  isn't  any  coxswain,  the  crew 
gets  rather  careless  with  its  oars, 
with  the  result  that  the  rowing  mo- 
tions which  accompany  "Sail  on," 
become  a  bit  erratic ,  each  sailor  set- 
ting his  own  pace,  which  adds  a 
piquant  touch  of  varietv  to  the 
picture. 

Aimee  announces  that  due  to  the 
hundreds  of  requests  that  she  has 
received,  what  do  vou  suppose,  our 
organist  is  going  to  plav  the  "Volga 
Boatman"!  The  organist  smiles 
modestlv,  seats  herself  at  the  organ, 
and  notwithstanding  the  fact  that 
the  Volga  boatmen  didn't  row,  the 
unorganized  crew  up  above  pulls 
right  lustily  on  the  oars  to  the  tune 
of  the  Russian  folk-song. 

It  is  now  8:20  P.M.  The  show 
started  at  7:30,  and  still  the  biggest  act  has 
not  yet  been  put  on.  Aimee  arises,  blonde, 
robust,  magnetic,  and  makes  the  announce- 
ments. Among  other  bits  of  church  news  she 
tells  them  that  she  is  going  away  for  a  ten-day 
evangelistic  campaign  up  in  heathenish  Ore- 
gon. And  that  her  work  in  Canada  was  not 
unfruitful. 

"How  many  have  enjoyed  the  musical 
service  tonight?"  asks  Aimee  naively.  "Raise 
your  hands."  The  audience  becomes  a  birch- 
tree  forest  of  hands. 

"How  many  want  the  program  to  go  on?" 
probes  Aimee.  The  hands  remain  raised. 

'  'All  right , ' '  Aimee  chortles ,  triumphantly . 
"Put  your  hands  right  down  in  your  pockets 


and  give!"  The  audience  chuckles,  puts  its 
hands  in  its  pockets  while  Aimee  huskily  be- 
seeches Heaven  to  bless  the  gift  and  the  giver, 
Amen. 

While  they  are  giving,  to  the  encouraging 
strains  of  the  orchestra,  one  of  Aimee  s  girl 
friends  comes  from  out  back-stage  and  adjusts 
Aimee  s  white  collar  with  a  couple  of  pins, 
in  preparation  for  the  sermon  which  is  to  come 
immediately.  A  little  homey  touch. 

ND  now  for  the  illustrated  sermon, 
and  the  eloquence  for  which  Aimee  is 
famed. 

"When  mv  ship  comes  in!  When  my  ship 
comes  in!"  tremuloes  Aimee.  "What  dreams, 
Continued  on  page  36 


A 


GERALDINE  FARRAR 

We  reprint  this  picture  of  the 
glorious  Geraldine  from 
October,  1928,  because, 
although  retired  from  opera, 
she  is  still  our  favorite  prima 
donna  and  no  one  can  convince 
us  that  the  publicity  made 
operatic  acrobats  or  corn-fed 
warblers  of  the  Metropolitan 
can  ever  approach  her.  She 
will  be  heard  here  in  concert 
in  February. 


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THE  FAMILY  CLUB 

This  was  the  first  of  a  series  of 
"Famous  Clubs  of  San  Francisco 
as  Visualized  by  One  Who 
Has  Never  Been  in  Them". 
Appearing  February  1928,  it 
antedated  similar  series  later 
published  byTheBoulevardier, 
Judge  and  BuffaloTownTidings. 


IT  HAS  been  the  smart  custom  for  some  time 
past  at  gatherings  of  people  prominent  in 
the  theatre  and  the  arts  to  read  their  own 
epitaphs  before  imbibing  in  the  first  cocktail 
of  the  evening,  rather  than  resort  to  the  con- 
ventional toast. 

Not  so  long  ago  at  an  affair  held  in  the 
luxurious  surroundings  of  a  Park  Avenue 
apartment,  an  actress  famous  for  her  matri- 
monial conquests,  her  jewels  and  her  motors 
was  called  upon  to  supply  her  contribution 


for  the  evening,  but  was  at  a  'oss  to  compose 
anything  measuring  up  to  tho.e  that  had  gone 
before.  She  turned  to  Irvin  S.  Cobb  and  asked 
h  m  if  he  would  help  her  out.  After  having 
thought  it  over  for  some  minutes  Cobb  jotted 
down  a  few  words  on  a  slip  of  paper,  inform- 
ing her  that  he  would  relinquish  it  on  the 
condition  tha  she  read  it  to  the  crowd  with- 
out first  having  read  it  herself.  To  this  she 
agreed,  and  read,  "Asleep,  alone  at  last!" 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


SPOTLIGHT 


by  Ju 


nius  Cravens 


ONE  of  the  things  that  we  may  well  be 
thankful  for,  when  we  gather  around 
the  annual  festive  turkey,  is  that  of 
late  we  have  been  having  some  good  enter- 
tainment in  our  theatres.  The  storm  of  sex- 
angles  (if  you  will  pardon  the  pun )  and 
penny-dreadfuls  which  erstwhiles  deluged 
the  stage  seems  to  have  abated,  and  the  drama 
now  appears  to  have  at  least  a  chance  of  get- 
ting back  to  normal. 

A  play  which  sounds  a  new  note  is  a  rare 
event.  For  that  reason,  if  for  no  other,  the 
advent  at  the  Columbia  of  "Death  Takes  a 
Holiday"  was,  in  spite  of  its  Macaberishness, 
a  welcome  diversion.  For  that  fantasy  of  "a 
magnificent  adventure"  was  built  upon  a 
theme  which  was  not  onlv  interesting  in  it- 
self, but  which  was  at  the  same  time  any- 
thing but  hackneyed. 

Of  the  two  men  who  collaborated  in  fash- 
ioning it,  namely  Alberto  Casclla  and  Wal- 
ter Ferris,  it  would  appear  from  the  result, 
if  one  may  be  permitted  to  indulge  in  sur- 
mise, that  one  of  them  had  a  swell  idea,  and 
that  the  other  came  perilously  near  to  ruining 
it  by  revamping  it  according  to  a  good  reliable 
formula  for  concocting  best  sellers.  Which 
was  which,  and  who  did  what ,  we  will  prob- 
ably never  know.  But  the  original  idea  was 
too  big  to  be  completely  spoiled  by  anvthing, 
so  that  all  that  the  reliable  formula  really 
accomplished  was  to  prevent  "Death  Takes  a 
Holiday"  from  becoming  the  reallv  great  plav 
that  it  might  otherwise  have  been. 

That  Death  should  take  a  holidav  for  thirty- 
six  hours,  during  which  time  all  decay  ceased, 
while  life  was  lived  to  its  fullest ,  was  in  itself 
a  magnificent  conceit.  That  Death  should, 
moreover,  elect  to  assume  human  form  during 
that  time,  and  live  among  mankind  as  one  of 
them  in  order  to  gain  an  understanding  of 
their  fear  of  him  was  superb.  And  most  of  the 
lines  bear.ng  directly  upon  that  aspect  of  the 
play  were  rich,  and  at  times  great.  By  contrast 
to  them,  the  "filling  in"  scenes  became  banal 
and  insipid,  and  frequently  served  to  make 
the  plot  too  obvious.  But  if  it  had  its  lesser 
moments,  it  also  had  sufficient  greater  ones  to 
weigh  the  heavier  in  the  balance,  so  that,  as  a 
whole,  "Death  Takes  a  Holiday"  was  an 
exceptionally  interesting  play.  As  pure  plot, 
it  was  inevitable  that  Death,  parading  in  the 
guise  of  Prince  Sirki,  should  fall  in  love  with 
Grazia,  which  circumstance  led  to  his  final 
line,  summing  up  the  play's  thesis,  which  was 
that  "Love  is  greater  than  illusion,  and  as 
strong  as  Death." 

Henry  Daniel  in  the  role  of  Death,  alias 
Prince  Sirki,  did  by  far  the  best  acting  that 
was  done.  The  remainder  of  the  cast  was — 
shall  we  say  with  laint  praise? — adequate. 
Though  we  are  constrained  to  ask,  without 
becoming  personal,  where  are  the  iuveniles 
of  yesteryear? 


SU3STRACT  "White  Cargo"  from  "The 
Bird  of  Paradise,"  divide  the  remainder 
bv  "Rain,"  multiply  that  by  the  South 
Sea  Islands,  and  the  answer  is  a  darned  good 
show  called  "The  Bird  of  Flame"  which  re- 
cently raised  the  Geary  curtain.  John  B.  Hy- 
mer  and  LeRov  Clemens,  who  probably  got 
together  one  rainy  afternoon  and  hatched  this 
exotic  wonder,  knew  their  theatrical  onions. 
Whether  or  not  they  knew  their  Pacific  islands 
really  makes  very  little  difference.  With  the 
aid  of  some  dark  skins,  and  two  exceptionally 
well  executed  realistic  stage  settings,  they 
succeeded  in  creating  an  illusion  that  caught 
one  up  with  the  first  scene,  and  carried  one 
along  until  the  rather  tepid  last  line.  "The 
Bird  of  Flame"  was  by  no  means  a  great  plav, 
but  it  was  good  theatre  from  start  to  finish. 
The  cast  was  excellent  throughout,  for  the 
meager  demands  made  upon  it,  and  Dorothv 
Burgess  in  the  stellar  role  of  Lamanu  was 
sufficiently  inflammable  to  make  anv  white 
man  go  native;  Brammel  Fletcher  as  Bob 
Holden,  who  almost  did,  also  gave  a  good 
performance,  particularly  in  the  first  act. 

MOLIERE'S  delightful  farce,  Le  Bour- 
geois Gcntilhommc,  is  as  fresh  and 
sparkling  today  as  it  was  three  hun- 
dred years  ago,  when  it  was  written.  And  in 
the  hands  of  such  an  able  comedian  as  is 
Frederick  Blanchard  the  character  of  M. 
jourdain,  which  Mohere  created  and  elabo- 
rated for  himself,  lost  nothing  when  "The 
Would-Be  Gentleman"  was  presented  by  the 


Players'  Guild.  And  Minetta  Ellen,  as  Mme. 
Jourdain,  played  opposite  him  m  a  lesser  role 
with  equal  facil  ty.  Between  ihem  Mr. 
Blanchard  and  Mrs.  Ellen  carried  the  burden 
of  the  Guild's  presentation.  With  the  addi- 
tional exception  of  a  creditable  solo  dance  by 
Virginia  Russ,  it  was  otherwise  a  pretty  sad 
performance.  The  greater  part  of  the  cast  was 
amateurish  to  a  degree,  and  apparently  in- 
capable of  conjuring  up  an  illusion  of  the 
artificiality  which  characterized  seventeenth 
century  manners.  But  with  Mr.  Blanchard 
holding  the  stage  most  of  the  time,  "The 
Would-Be  Gentleman"  was,  nevertheless, 
vastly  entertaining. 

But  the  Guild  more  than  made  up  for  its 
sad  performance  of  Moliere  in  its  second 
offering,  "The  Prodigals,"  by  Marianne 
King,  which  was  a  good  play  exceedingly 
well  done.  Helen  Buell,  whose  acting  at- 
tracted such  favorable  attention  last  season, 
returned  to  the  ranks  of  the  Guild  players, 
and  gave  a  splendid  performance  in  the  role  of 
Virginia  Murray.  The  remainder  of  the  cast 
was  good  in  every  instance.  David  Scott's 
settings  were  excellent.  Unfortunately  the 
exigencies  of  going  to  press  prevent  our  re- 
viewing the  third  Guild  production,  "The 
White  Blackbird,"  in  this  issue.  That  drama 
will  be  given  its  initial  performance  in 
America,  with  Cameron  Prud'homme  head- 
ing the  cast. 

AN  IMPORTANT  event  of  the  past 
month  was  the  re-opening  of  the 
President  and  the  Alcazar  theatres, 
for  thev  had^been  sadly  missed  bv  San  Fran- 
ciscans. If  you  don't  believe  it,  go  and  see  how 
both  houses  are  "packing  em  in." 

At  the  Alcazar,  the  lights  were  turned  on 
to    illuminate    Milne's    "romantic    comeds- 

Continued  on  page  30 


"Yes,  Darling,  the  Man  Is  Pretty. 


Helen  Brulon 


NOVEMBER,  1930 

EDGAR  EVERTSONSALTUS— a  name. 
The  greatest  American  stvhst  is  less  than 
'  that.  No  foreign  nation  has  recommended 
him  to  his  countrymen.  Poe  had  his  Baudelaire. 
Whitman  and  Cabell  found  the  surety  of 
British  acceptance.  But,  save  a  few  short 
papers  by  brave  souls,  Saltus  lingers  in 
literary  oblivion.  A  badly  written  biographv 
bears  the  name  of  one  of  his  wives.  Nothing 
of  the  artist  arises  from  its  turbid  lines. 

Edgar  Saltus  moved  silentlv  through  our 
time,  writing  wierdly  beautiful  stories, 
essays,  criticisms,  philosophies,  histories, 
and  poems.  So  softly  he  trod  few  heard  his 
passing.  Millions  know  the  forests  of  litera- 
ture, but  the  dryads  are  seldom  disturbed. 
Here  was  an  artist  not  of  this  world.  A  fair, 
bright  figure  that  sang  the  story  of  forbidden 
things.  Saltus  was  the  minstrel  of  mvthology. 
Misunderstood  because  he  sang  not  in  subser- 
vience. Rather  he  carolled  as  one  who  knows 
that  faith  is  tinsel,  but  beautiful  withal.  Wise 
men  muttered  of  disrespect  and  irreverance. 
The  curious  are  never  reverent. 

Life  to  Saltus  was  a  rich  wonderland  of 
amusing  contradictions.  The  decadence  that 
was  Rome.  The  orgy  that  was  Russia.  The 
folk  lore  that  was  religion.  The  ghosts  that 
are  ideals.  Into  this  maze  of  shunned  subjects 
he  went  unafraid  for  his  heart  was  of  faerv. 
The  darkest  contraversial  theories  of  the  ages 
were   his    themes.   To   him   thev   were   not 


21 


Edgar  Saltus 

ln_Praiseaof  the  Last  of  the  Pagans 


Editor's  Note:  It  was  gratifying  to  know  that  this  article 
from  the  first  volume  of  The  San  Franciscan  has  lived 
long  enough  in  the  memory  of  at  least  three  readers  to 
have  it  requested  for  repetition.  First  printed  July,  1927. 

abstruse  at  all.  Most  of  them  were  so  illy 
conceived  as  to  be  diverting.  He  laughed,  and 
translated  their  obscurity  into  simple  lyrics 
with  such  facility  that  the  world  was 
suspicious.  Pundits  were  loath  to  admit  the 
impeccable  verity  of  his  statements.  Thev 
probably  did  not  understand,  or  feared  for 
their  livelihood.  Few  men  have  been  so  com- 
pletely master  of  interpretation.  Involved  and 
fearsome  philosophies  become  opinions  com- 
mon to  most  men,  dressed  in  the  simple  rai- 
ment of  his  making. 

Single  phrases  evoke  kaleidoscopic  pro- 
cessions. Pages  picture  decades,  and  so  sure 
was  his  artistry  that  drab  facts  of  history  be- 
come vivid  moving  pictures  cf  living  stories. 
He  gave  to  the  American  language  a  beautv 
undreamed.  Slang  and  colloquial  expressions 
melted  in  the  caldron  oi  his  witchery.  Epi- 
grams, metaphors,  paradoxes,  and  ethereal 
figures  of  speech  bubbled  forth  ceaselessly. 
They  will  be  eternal.   Pen   tipped  with   a 


by  Rex  Smith 

jewel,  he  wrote  his  radiant  way  with  ink  of 
the  rainbow.  It  was  not  the  hard,  white  bril- 
liance of  Pater.  Softer  than  the  glazed  azulejos 
of  Emerson.  It  throbbed  with  life  that  failed 
often  in  the  synthetic  imagerv  of  Wilde.  Here 
was  a  confident  Huysmans.  With  all  of  the 
imaginative  erudition,  but  more  tolerance  for 
fact.  In  the  heyday  of  his  accomplishment, 
Saltus  had  no  "entangling  alliances"  of  mind. 

TRUE,  in  early  life  he  was  a  disciple  of 
Schopenhauer  and  von  Hartmann.  Emer- 
son left  an  imprint.  Then  came  a  succes- 
sion of  tutors — Hugo,  dAurevillv,  Gautier. 
But  let  that  be.  It  was  encouragement  rather 
than  influence,  save  in  one  case.  Saltus  came 
under  the  spell  of  that  almost  divine  master 
of  prose — Flaubert.  A  comparison  of  "Sa- 
lammbo"  and  "The  Imperial  Purple"  shows 
plainly  the  kindred  strains  of  descriptive 
magic.  It  is  a  rhythm  that  unrolls  to  a  surge  of 
blinding  splendor  or  softens  to  a  pastorale 
without  breaking.  There  are  short,  exploding 
s;ntences  that  impinge  their  meaning.  There 

Continued  on  page  38 


.ausene 


of  Poets,  Cookbooks,  Carl  Van  Vechten, 
Bustles   and   Other  Modern   Phenomena 


Poets  may  write  when  flowers  are  blowing 
in  spring,  but  certainly  the  autumn  sees 
the  full  harvest  of  their  labors.  The  presses 
are  pouring  out  agreat  dealof  verse  these  days, 
most  of  it  (as  usual )  very  bad.  But  in  the  midst 
of  it  all  are  some  noteworthv  things.  First  of 
all,  of  course,  are  the  books  issued  bv  the  two 
English  speaking  poets  who  are  popularlv 
given  first  place:  Masefieldin  England,  Edwin 
Arlington  Robinson  in  America.  Macmillan 
has  the  distinction  of  issuing  both  books. 
Masefield's  \\  emitter  of  Liverpool  does  not 
please  some  of  us  as  much  as  his  earlier  work 
did,  but  it  is  far  and  away  better  than  most  of 
the  drivel  which  passes  for  poetry  these  da  vs. 
Then,  too,  it  is  interesting  because  it  is  the 
first  book  he  has  issued  since  he  received  the 
somewhat  ambiguous  honor  of  being  made 
poet  laureate.  Robinson's  Glory  0/  the  Nightin- 
gales (which  is  not  about  birds' )  hasn't  the 
glorious  pageantry  ofTristram  nor  the  mystical 
romance  of  Lancelot  or  Merlin.  It  is  more  like 
Cavcndcr's  Home  than  anv  of  the  others.  It  is  a 
grim  and  powerful  story  of  contemporarv  life 
in  which  a  dead  woman  has  an  important  part, 
written  with  the  same  craftmanship  which 
makes  Robinson  (next  to  Jeffers  )  about  the 
finest  poet  in  America  todav. 


by  Frank  L.  Fenton 

I  say  "about"  because  there  is  Conrad 
Aiken.  The  publishing  of  his  new  book  John 
Dctli  and  Other  Poems  (Scnbners,  $2.50  )  is  the 
most  important  poetic  event  of  the  fall. 
Aiken's  work  has  grown  consistentlv  better 
until  he  now  must  be  reckoned  among  our  five 
or  six  best  poets.  Nothing  I  have  read  in  recent 
years  can  surpass  the  strange  beauty  of  his 
verse,  a  beautv  of  pure  music  blended  with 
profound  wisdom.  Aiken's  verse  will  stand  no 
end  of  analysis  if  one  is  given  to  that  sort  of 
thing;  but  since  it  is  pure  poetry  and  great 
poetrv,  it  should  be  read  lingennglv  and  aloud 
to  savour  its  full  richness.  Let  who  will 
analyze. 

The  last  month  or  two  have  brought  forth 
several  books  of  verse  which  have  a  local 
interest  as  well  as  a  literary  one.  The  most 
important  of  these  is  Tlie  Proof  by  Yvor  Win- 
ters, a  member  of  the  English  department  at 
Stanford.  If  you  want  to  be  up  with  things 
literary,  vou  must  read  Yvor  Winters.  Before 
long  he  will  be  the  most-talked-of  of  the 
younger  poets  and  has  already  a  considerable 
reputation.  His  work  shows  intelligence, 
energv,  and  versatility.  Personally,  I  prefer 
the  third  group  in  his  book,  poems  written  in 
conventional  lyric  forms,  although  some  of  his 


sonnets  equal  or  surpass  them  in  beauty  and 
surety  of  expression.  I  feel  that  his  use  of  free 
verse  is  a  bit  precious.  Winters  certainlv  has 
a  carefully  worked-out  system  of  metrics  in 
these  poems;  but  unfortunately  his  readers 
will  not  perceive  it.  To  most  of  them,  the  first 
section  of  his  book  will  sound  remarkablv  like 
the  gorgeous  nonsense  of  the  Bvnner-Ficke 
Spectra  hoax  of  some  years  ago.  Another  book 
from  a  local  writer  is  Curtain  Calls  bv  Con- 
stance Ferris,  published  locallv  by  Harr  Wag- 
ner. Miss  Ferris  presents  a  series  of  character 
studies  in  free  verse,  endeavoring  "to  present 
a  section  of  life."  She  further  illuminates  her 
purpose  in  the  first  words  of  her  Foreword: 
"I  have  observed  life  under  many  conditions 
and  in  many  environments.  I  do  not  mock  at 
the  beautv  of  life,  nor  is  it  my  purpose  to  de- 
ride homely  ways." 

If  one  w  shes  the  life  of  the  lowly,  hundred 
percenter,  there  is  John  V.  A.  Weaver's 
latest  book  Turning  Point  (Alfred  A.  Knopf). 
The  title  poem  is  a  grand  bit  of  ironic  realism. 
Most  of  po;ms  are  "in  American,"  but 
Weaver  shows  that  he  can  handle  orthodox 
forms  and  serious  matter  very  neatly.  He  is 
not,  praise  be!  over  serious  and  the  sting  of  his 
realism  is  eased  bv  his  humour.  However,  the 
gayest  book  of  verse  that  has  happened  into 
mv  too  mirthless  existence  in  a  long  time  is 
Droll  Parade  by  Carlton  Talbott,  who  (with 
his  publisher,  Horace  Livenght  )  has  conferred 
a  great  boon  on  reviewers  and  others  who  read 
books.  His  verse  chortles  and  chuckles,  occa- 
sionallv  lifting  a  sophisticated  eyebrow,  but 
more  often  breaking  out  in  almost  bawdy  guf- 

Continued  on  page  34 


22 


Claire  de  Lune 


Being  a  Story  Wherein  Music  and 
Moonlight  Cast   Black   Shadows 

by  Kathryn  Hulme 


FROM  the  silver  linked  belt  at  her  waist 
down  to  her  shiny  high-heeled  slippers, 
Bim's  mother  was  entirely  familiar  to 
him.  He  was  too  short  in  stature  to  be  able  to 
look  squarely  at  her  oval  face  and  slender 
torso — the  part  most  people  saw.  His  round 
sailor  hat  came  just  on  a  line  with  the  silver 
belt;  but  he  knew  all  about  his  mother 
through  the  rustle  of  her  taffeta  swishing 
along  close  to  his  ears. 

On  sunny  days,  as  they  loitered  through 
Hyde  Park,  it  made  a  languourous  singing 
noise  that  sometimes  died  down  to  a  mere 
whisper  of  content.  When  they  went  out  to 
decorate  his  father's  grave,  the  taffeta  made  a 
broken  wrinkling  sound,  as  though  some  of 
it  had  got  crushed  between  his  mother's  knees. 
And  at  concerts  it  lay  black  and  quiet  about 
her,  except  when  a  certain  kind  of  music  was 
played  .  .  .  then  it  seemed  to  sigh  restlessly, 
remotely,  as  though  trying  to  answer  a  ghost- 
thing  floating  in  the  air  about  them. 

Trotting  along  beside  her  skirt  this  evening 
Bim  wondered  what  caused  the  disturbance 
in  the  smooth  flow  ol  sound  coming  from  it. 
Above  the  rumbling  of  buses  and  scuffling  of 
pedestrians,  his  accustomed  ear  caught  a  thin, 
nervous  crinkling  he  had  not  heard  before. 
Strange  and  new,  he  had  no  way  of  knowing 
what  it  meant. 

Presently  he  saw  the  Frenchman  who  came 
so  often  to  play  with  him  and  his  mother  in 
the  nursery.  The  big  man  stood  with  his  hat 
in  his  hand,  wavy  hair  stirring  in  the  breeze. 
Quite  far  above  him,  Bim  heard  them  talking. 
The  skirt  was  quiet  now.  All  of  its  rustling 
music  had  crept  upwards  into  his  mother's 
voice. 

It  wasn't  until  he  was  left  alone  with  his 
mother,  walking  slowly  homewards,  that 
Bim  heard  a  little  singing  sound  out  of  the 
silky  skirt.  At  least  he  knew  his  mother  was 
happy. 

That  night,  when  she  tucked  him  into  his 
bed,  she  told  him  she  was  going  away  for  a 
little  while  and  then  would  come  back  and 
get  him,  and  take  him  away,  too.  The  taffeta 
moved  against  the  rail  of  the  bed  and  in  the 
dark  he  reached  out  and  clung  to  a  smooth 
cool  fold  of  it.  He  fell  asleep  while  she  was 
leaning  over  him.  When  she  turned  to  go,  she 
felt  the  clutching  fist  holding  on  to  her  skirt. 
Gently  she  unloosed  the  fingers,  put  the  hand 
back  between  the  bars  under  the  covers. 

One  afternoon  many  days  later,  Bim  heard 
the  door  of  his  nursery  open  slowly.  A  radiant 
creature  all  dressed  in  filmy  white  stood  on 
the  threshold.  For  several  seconds  he  did  not 
realize  it  was  his  mother.  Not  until  she  called 
his  name  softly  did  he  drop  his  toys  and  run 


over  to  her.  She  knelt  to  put  her  arms  about 
him  and  she  was  crying  |ust  a  bit. 

Bim  cried  too,  because  she  felt  so  strange 
to  his  touch.  The  filmy  dress  was  not  smooth 
like  the  talking  taffetas  she  had  worn  ever 
since  he  could  remember.  It  was  delicately 
rough  like  lace  and  it  made  not  a  whisper  of  a 
sound  as  she  crushed  him  to  it. 

Nothing  was  ever  quite  the  same  again. 
The  Frenchman  lived  with  them  now  and  his 
mother  was  a  new  person,  laughing  and  talk- 
ing with  a  burning  in  her  dark  eyes.  When 
the  three  of  them  walked  m  the  park,  Bim 
was  more  lonely  than  ever,  for  all  communica- 
tion with  his  mother  had  been  cut  off.  Her 
skirts  rufled  and  danced  in  the  wind  and 
sometimes  blew  in  a  white  caress  against  his 
bare  knees;  but  they  had  nothing  to  say  to 
him,  nothing  of  all  this  vast  secret  which  had 
made  her  so  happy. 

A  shapeless  solitude,  impenetrable  to  his 
fellow  mortals,  surrounded  him  with  the 
quietude  of  unspeakable  grief.  Kemeled  in 
this  incommunicable  sphere,  he  watched  the 


The  Pale  Woman 

B\>  Sara  Bard  Field 

Woman,  tvhv  50  pale  and  tnin? 

A  swan  and  a  raven  strive  within. 

From  battling  of  beak  am  I  wan  and  worn; 
From  grappling  of  white  with  black  wing  torn. 

Woman,  I  liar  no  dash  of  ivjng. 

In  awful  silence  is  done  this  thing. 

They  lie  on  my  breast  when  weary  of  fight — - 
Swan  on  the  left;  raven  on  the  right. 

The  left  breast  burns  like  a  fiery  cross; 
The  right  breast  blights  like  frozen  moss. 

If  the  white,  the  black  heart  slay, 
I  shall  be  a  nest  tor  day. 

But  if  the  swan  should  vanquished  be. 
The  raven  with  night  will  feather  me. 

Daily  I  rise  and  lay  me  down. 

I  comb  my  hair  and  smooth  my  gown, 

And,  basket  on  arm,  go  into  town. 

The  neighbors  see  nothing  strange  or  new — 
A  woman  marketing,  as  they  do: 
Butter  and  eggs  and  a  fish  or  two  .  .  . 

For  who  would  dream  my  narrow  clay 
Could  hold  the  whole  of  night  and  day? 

Or  that  the  birds  of  boundless  space 
Would  strive  in  such  a  little  place? 


Editor's  Note:  In  responding  to  the  request  for  "The 
Pale  Women,"  published  in  the  San  Franciscan  of  May, 
1928,  we  wish  also  to  repeat  the  statement  of  Helen 
Everett  who  said:  "I  really  think  that  this  is  one  of  the 
greatest  poems  ever  written  about  the  conflict  of  women. 
It  has  a  universality  which  takes  away  one's  breath." 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Editor's  Note:  "Claire  de  Lune"  was  First  printed  in 
February,  1928,  during  those  first  days  of  our  discovery 
of  Kathryn  Hulme.  Since  then  she  has  traveled  abroad, 
had  work  published  in  Paris'  own  "Transition,"  returned 
to  California,  completed  her  book  "Arab  Prelude"  (to 
be  reviewed  in  our  December  issue)  and,  through  it  all, 
remained  a  continually  surprising  person  whose  steady 
cooperation  has  meant  much  to  The  San  Franciscan. 


forms  of  things  gesture  their  living  way,  out- 
side of  it;  mute  and  wide-eyed  as  a  water 
creature  gazing  through  the  aquarium  glass. 

He  was  still  grieving  when  they  moved  to 
Paris,  but  one  dav  he  discovered  the  gorgeous 
playground  of  the  Champs  Elysu.  Marionette 
shows,  merry-go-rounds,  gauffnttc  kiosks 
under  chestnut  trees  .  .  .  after  a  time  he  be- 
came accustomed  to  the  idea  of  belonging  to 
the  dazzling  white  lady  whose  slim  gloved 
hand  held  his  so  tightly.  But  he  could  never 
adore  her,  as  in  the  old  way  when  he  knew  all 
about  her. 

Something  had  happened  to  his  real 
mother,  the  quiet  sad-eyed  mother  fused 
somehow  with  memories  of  London  and  black 
silk  .  .  .  but  that  was  long  ago,  now,  and  he 
had  quite  forgotten  why  it  was  he  wept  in 
such  panic  when  she  first  came  to  him  all 
secretive  in  a  cobwebby  lace  dress. 

AGAIN  ...  a  shapeless  solitude,  im- 
penetrable to  his  fellow  mortals,  sur- 
rounded him.  Sensations  blunted 
themselves  against  the  glassv  walls  of  his  in- 
difference ...  all  save  one.  That,  somehow, 
had  got  through  to  him. 

Far  back  on  Commercial  Road  he  both 
heard  and  saw  her  go  by  him — a  blowzy  old 
woman  in  a  baggy  black  tafteta  dress.  A 
curious  almost  forgotten  sense  of  peace  seeped 
into  him,  turned  him  gently  as  a  tide  can  turn 
a  flotsam  and  carried  him  quietlv  after  her, 
heedless  of  everything  except  the  sound  of 
her  moth-eaten  old  taffeta  that  made  London 
seem  all  at  once  very  familiar  to  him. 

It  was  strange  that  London  should  seem 
familiar  to  him — an  Englishman  raised  in 
Paris,  so  much  part  of  it  that  he  had  fought 
with  the  French  and,  from  the  front,  sent  back 
grief-stricken  word  to  have  his  English 
mother  buried  in  a  white  lace  dress  in  Pere  La 
Chaise  cemetery. 

Nothing  had  been  familiar  since  he  had 
been  gassed.  It  was  as  though  all  his  mem- 
ories had  taken  on  the  vaporous  quality  of 
gas — drifting  plumes  of  grey  ether,  blurred, 
with  outlines  insecure,  subject  to  the  vagaries 
of  winds  which  sometimes  moulded  them 
into  remembered  shapes,  sometimes  into 
things  of  horror. 

Down  East  India  Dock  Road,  just  beyond 
a  small  green,  he  knew  without  looking  she 
had  turned.  The  sound  of  silk  bending  to  a 
corner,  a  thin  sound  as  immaterial  as  that  of 
wind  changing  direction  ...  he  didn't  even 
wonder  how  he  knew.  He  turned  into  Three 
Colts  Street  and  saw  her  plowing  ahead  into 
the  fog  blowing  in  from  Limehouse  Reach. 

Automatically  he  climbed  the  stairs  of  the 
house  he  saw  her  enter.  An  old  harridan  in 
rusty  tafteta.  A  witch  who  had  conjured  up  a 
desire  from  below  the  threshold  of  his  con- 
sciousness, a  desire  as  secure  and  definitely 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


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limned  as  a  centurv  plant  with  roots  sunk  in 
the  forgotten  past. 

IN  A  stuffy  Victorian  parlor  the  blowzy 
woman  sat  beside  him  on  a  stiff-ribbed 
davenport  while  he  told  her  what  he 
wanted.  Her  flint-grey  eyes  ran  in  quick  ap- 
praisal over  him  as  he  talked — the  pallid  gas- 
bleached  face,  the  unseeing,  uncaring  eyes, 
the  nervous  explorations  of  empty  hands.  She 
had  seen  a  lot  of  it  these  post-war  days. 

"That's  all  right.  I  can  fix  you  up."  Her 
plump  damp  hands  stilled  his  roving  ones  for 
a  moment.  "You  go  on  upstairs.  Room  at  the 
back.  I'll  get  one  of  mv  girls  dressed  and  send 
her  up — a  thin  one  like  you  want." 

He  swung  the  door  wide  to  her  timid 
knock.  A  twisted  smile  flashed  momentarily 
across  his  face  as  the  girl  walked  past  him 
clad  in  the  aged  taffeta  dress. 

"Mv  name's  Claire,"  she  advanced  uncer- 
tainly, "The  madame  said  you  wanted  me 
this  way  ..."  She  looked  down  upon  the 
misshapen  dress  then  up  at  him  with  puzzled 


eyes.  "And  just  ...  to  walk  around''" 

"Yes,  that's  it  .  .  .  just  ..."  His  voice 
expired. 

Claire  sipped  the  drink  he  poured  tor  her, 
staring  wondenngly  as  he  flung  himselt  on  the 
bed.  When  his  blond  head  finally  sunk  in  the 
pillow ,  she  rose  from  her  chair  and  commenced 
walking  around. 

The  rustle  of  the  skirt  was  the  only  sound 
that  broke  the  stillness  of  the  room.  In  the 
dim  rosy  lamp  light  the  slender  figure  was 
only  a  shadow-thing  but  the  swish  of  silk 
crisping  about  her  body  was  the  murmur  of 
life  and  muted  passion. 

The  young  man's  face  grew  calm.  Under  the 
drooping  lids  the  wide  excited  focus  of  his 
blue  eves  dwindled  down  to  a  mere  pinpoint 
of  remote  reflection.  The  slow  swishing  of 
the  taffeta  skirt,  moving  indolently  about  the 
room,  was  the  music  of  a  very  deep  river.  On 
the  bosom  of  this  singing  stream  he  floated 
down  spaces  of  years.  Pictures  slipped  in  and 
out  of  mind,  flowing  with  the  smoothness  of 
water.  Paris  ...  a  slender  woman  to  whom 


MONTALVO 

We  republish  this  photograph 
of  the  Temple  of  Venus  at 
night  by  William  Horace  Smith 
because  it  recalls  memories  of 
the  magnificent  hospitality  of 
the  late  Senator  James  D. 
Phelan  and  forecasts  the  gath- 
erings of  artists,  poets  and 
writers  whose  legacy  is  the 
gardens  of  Montalvo. 

he  had  belonged,  achingh — his  mother.  The 
queer  notion  troubling  all  his  boyhood  that 
she  was  not  his  mother.  A  Frenchman,  his 
stepfather.  The  lycte  where  he  went  to  school 
and  the  aged  instructress  in  musty  black  silk 
Continued  on  page  3S 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

NIGH-BOARDMAN.  On  October  9,  in  San 
Francisco,  Mr.  William  Henshaw  Nigh,  son  of  Mrs. 
William  Henshaw  Nigh  and  the  late  Mr.  Nigh,  and 
Miss  Kate  Boardman,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
T.  Danforth   Boardman. 

ALEXANDER-DYER.  On  October  15,  Mr. 
Douglas  Alexander,  son  of  Mrs.  Carroll  Alexander, 
and  Mrs.  Phoebe  Carter  Dyer,  daughter  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  George  R.  Carter  of  Honolulu. 

STEBBINS-FLOOD.  On  October  18,  in  New 
York,  Mr.  Theodore  Ellis  Stebbins,  son  of  Mr, 
Theodore  Stebbins  of  New  York  and  the  late  Mrs. 
Stebbins,  and  Miss  Mary  Emma  Flood,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  James  Leary  Flood  of  San  Francisco  and 
New  York. 

SUTTON-AVERILL.  On  October  IS.  in  Laurel- 
hurst,  Portland,  Miss  Barbara  Jane  Averill,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  N.  Averill  of  Portland,  and  Mr. 
Reuel  Robbins  Sutton,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  G. 
Sutton  of  San  Francisco  and  Atherton. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

TOBIN-McCORMICK.  Miss  Aileen  Tobin, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  dement  Tobin  and  the  late  Mr. 
Tobin,  to  Mr.  Ernest  Oliver  McCormick,  son  of  Mrs. 
Ernest  Oliver  McCormick  and  the  late  Mr.  McCor- 
mick. 

REDINGTON-MURCHIE.  Miss  Margaret  Red- 
ington,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  H.  Reding- 
ton  of  San  Mateo  to  Mr.  Donald  Murchie,  son  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Guy  Murchie  of  Boston. 

STEPHENSON-OWEN.  Miss  Hettie  Bruce 
Stephenson,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ferdinand  W. 
Stephenson,  to  Mr.  Francis  Farrington  Owen,  son  of 
the  late  William  W.  Owen  and  Mrs.  Owen  of  Madi- 
son, Conn. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mrs.  Herbert  Gutschow,  the  former  Miss  Marian 
Dunne,  who  now  makes  her  home  in  Dresden,  visited 
with  her  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peter  F.  Dunne, 
during  October. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  W.  Reid  entertained  Mrs. 
Rennie  P.  Schwerin  at  the  Reid  country  home  at 
Byron  Hot   Springs. 

Mrs.  Alan  J.  Lowrey  was  among  those  who  enter- 
tained for  Mrs.  Harold  Erdmann  (Mary  Chickering) 
on  the  occasion  of  her  recent  visit  from  her  new  home 
in  Honolulu. 

Mrs.  Einnim  McNear  Train  and  her  children 
visited  with  her  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  W. 
McNear,  at  Mt.  Diablo  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanhope  Nixon  of  Montecito  were 
the  house  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  in 
Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Merrill  C.  Morsehead  entertained 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  McNear  over  the  week  end  at 
the  Morsehead  home  in  Menlo  Park. 

The  visit  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Sproule,  who 
spent  some  time  at  the  Fairmont  Hotel,  was  the 
occasion  for  much  entertainment.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Sproule  now  make  their  home  in  Paris. 

Miss  Rowena  Selby,  whose  home  is  in  South 
Africa,  was  the  house  guest  for  several  days  of  Miss 
Dorothy  Mein,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William 
Wallace  Mein. 

Mrs.  H.  R.  Macfarlane  and  Miss  Jean  Macfarlane 
are  visitors  in  San  Francisco  from  their  home  in 
Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Curtis  Wood  Hutton  of  New  York 
were  guests  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  Hutton's  parents, 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  E.  E.  Brownell  on  Clay  street.  Dr. 
Brownell's  illness  occasioned  the  visit. 

Before  leaving  for  New  York,  Mrs.  John  Eddy  of 
Seattle  spent  a  few  weeks  with  her  brother-in-law  and 
sister,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Brown,  Jr.,  in  Burlin- 
game. 

During  the  visit  in  San  Francisco  of  Mrs.  Frank 
Thompson  of  Honolulu,  Mrs.  Warren  Spieker  was 
among  those  who  entertained  in  her  honor.  Mrs. 
Thompson  was  the  house  guest  of  her  brother  and 
sister-in-law,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  P.  Roth,  in  Menlo 
Park. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Murray  Foster  entertained  in  honor 
of  Mrs.  Foster's  sister,  Mrs.  Parker  Lyon  of  Pasa- 
dena. Mrs.  Lyon  recently  returned  from  a  year's 
stay  abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Isenberg  were  hosts  to 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  Damon  of  Honolulu  during  the 
Damons'  visit  in  San  Francisco. 

Mrs.  Loring  Pickering  of  Paris  was  entertained  by 
her  aunt,  Mrs.  Mountford  S.  Wilson  in  Burlingame 
when  Mrs.  Pickering  came  to  California  to  attend  the 
wedding  of  her  brother,  Mr.  Douglas  Alexander,  to 
Mrs.  Phoebe  Carter  Dyer. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Armstrong  Taylor  entertained  at  a 
tea  given  at  the  San  Francisco  Yacht  Club,  the 
occasion  being  in  compliment  to  the  Earl  and 
Countess  of  Mar  and  Kellie. 

Captain  F.  T.  Swan  of  London,  and  Mr.  Teixiera 
de  Mattos  of  Berlin  were  the  incentives  for  a  number 
of  pleasant  entertainments  during  their  stay  here  at 
the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  Douglas  Bacon  Soule  gave  a 
musicale  and  buffet  supper  at  their  home  recently  in 
honor  of  Mr.  Pedro  Sanjuan  of  Havana.  Mr.  Sanjuan 
is  conductor  of  the  Havana  Philharmonic  Orchestra. 


Miss  Glenna  Collett  and  Miss  Bernice  Wall  were 
house  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eyre  Pinckard  in  Bur- 
lingame during  the  time  that  the  two  young  women 
were  visiting  in  Northern  California.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Algernon  T.  Gibson  were  among  those  who  enter- 
tained Miss  Collett  and  Miss  Wall. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Gayle  Anderton  who  have  been 
living  in  Paris  for  the  past  two  years  are  at  present  in 
Burlingame  and  will  be  for  a  time  with  Mrs.  Ander- 
ton's  sister,  Miss  Evelyn  Barron.  Among  the  wel- 
coming affairs  given  for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Anderton  was 
a  buffet  supper,  at  which  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  G. 
Park  were  the  hosts. 

Mrs.  Charles  H.  Crocker  of  Belvedere  entertained 
at  luncheon  irecently  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D. 
Gordon  Bromfield  of  Santa  Barbara. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Otto  Barkan  have  returned  to  San 
Francisco  after  a  year's  stay  abroad  and  many 
parties  are  being  planned  in  honor  of  the  homecoming. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Vernon  Skewes-Cox  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
I.  R.  D.  Grubb  are  among  those  who  will  entertain 
for  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Barkan  during  the  coming  fortnight. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  Garretson  Belcher  (Harriet 
Holbrook)  have  returned  from  their  honeymoon  in 
the   Hawaiian  Islands. 

Miss  Helen  Neuwald,  who  is  to  marry  Mr.  Eustace 
Cullinan,  Jr.,  was  honor  guest  at  a  luncheon  given 
by  Miss  Patricia  Connolly  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hop- 
kins. 

Miss  Robert  B.  Stephenson,  daughter  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Ferdinand  W.  Stephenson,  was  formally  pre- 
sented to  society  at  a  large  reception  given  at  the 
family  home  on  Jackson  street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  H.  P.  Howard  of  San  Mateo 
have  returned  to  their  home  on  the  peninsula  after 
passing  the  summer  in  Santa  Barbara. 

A  brilliant  event  of  early  winter  was  the  reception 
given  at  the  Presidio  Officers  Club  in  honor  of  Major 
General  Douglas  McArthur. 

Miss  Patricia  Geissler,  daughter  of  Mr.  Arthur 
Uorman  Geissler  and  the  late  Mrs.  Geissler,  was 
formally  presented  to  society  at  a  tea  given  by  her 
aunt,  Mrs.  DuVal  Moore,  at  the  latter's  home  in 
Arguella  Boulevard. 

In  anticipation  of  the  holiday  season,  a  pre-view 
of  Christmas  articles  from  the  Junior  League  shop 
v  as  held  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  Erwin  E.  Richter  in 
Atherton  recently.  The  showing  was  followed  by  a 
tea.  More  than  a  thousand  invitations  were  issued  for 
the  event. 

Mrs.  Paul  I.  Fagan  has  returned  to  San  Francisco 
after  a  visit  of  several  weeks  in  New  York. 

December  19  has  been  named  as  the  date  of  Miss 
Dorothy  Spreckles'  debut.  The  debutante  will  be 
presented  at  the  home  of  her  mother,  Mrs.  A.  B. 
Spreckles  on  Washington  street. 

Commander  and  Mrs.  James  H.  Bull  who  have 
taken  apartments  at  the  Fairmont  for  the  winter 
recently  gave  a  large  dinner  dance  at  the  hotel  in 
honor  of  Mrs.  Cheever  Herbert  Newhall,  Miss  Isabel 
McLoiifhlin  and  Miss  Boody  Donoher. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eyre  Pinckard  gave  a  buffet  supper 
at  their  home  on  the  peninsula  in  honor  of  Mrs. 
Pinkard's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  Milton 
Pi  own. 

Mrs.  H.  M.  A.  Miller  and  her  daughter-in-law, 
Mrs.  Bessij  Rinehart  Miller,  presented  Miss  Christine 
Miller  to  society  at  a  reception  given  at  the  Francesa 
Club.  Miss  Miller  was  the  first  debutante  of  the  1930 
se^on. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  George  Edward  Coleman  who  have 
been  passing  several  months  in  Santa  Barbara  plan 
to  reopen  their  apartment  at  Stanford  Court  early 
this  month. 

Congratulations  have  been  cabled  to  Paris  to  Baron 
and  Baroness  Baeyens  on  the  birth  of  a  son.  The 
Baroness  Baeyens  was  the  former  Miss  Mary  Clark, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Tobin  Clark. 

The  home  of  Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron  hi  Burlin- 
game was  the  gathering  place  for  the  members  of 
Pro  Music  on  the  recent  occasion  when  Mme.  Povla 
Frijsh  appeared  in  a  song  recital. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  DeLancey  Lewis  have  returned  to 
Atherton  after  a  brief  visit  in  Southern  California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Evans  S.  Pillsbury  II  have  returned 
from  their  honeymoon  and  will  pass  the  winter 
months  in  Carpinteria. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  August  Virden  will  give  a  large 
buffet  supper  at  their  home  on  November  22  follow- 
ing the  Stanford-California  football  game. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Hamilton  gave  a  dinner 
dance  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club  for  about  one 
hundred  and  twenty  of  the  younger  set,  friends  of 
their  daughter,  Miss  Grace  Hamilton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marshal  Hale  entertained  at  a  dinner 
t  the  Hotel  Sir  Francis  Drake.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wilfred 
Pelletier  (Queena  Mario)  were  the  honor  guests. 

In  honor  of  Lieutenant  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hutchins, 
Miss  Ruth  Langdon  gave  a  dinner  party  at  the  home 
of  her  uncle  and  aunt,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Duane  Bliss. 
Lieut,  and  Mrs.  Hutchins  will  spend  several  months 
in  Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  Taylor  have  returned  to 
town  for  the  winter. 

Miss  Jessie  Leonard  of  Reno  entertained  at  lunch- 
eon at  the  Woman's  Athletic  Club  in  honor  of  Miss 
Kate  Boardman  shortly  after  the  latter's  marriage  to 
Mr.  William  Henshaw  Nigh. 

Mrs.  Robert  B.  Henderson  has  returned  to  Bur- 
lingame after  a  visit  in  New  York. 


Mr.  Perry  T.  Cumberson  gave  a  dinner  dance  at 
the  Menlo  Country  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Cumber- 
son's  birthday. 

M'ss  Eccles  Moran  and  Mr.  Breck  Moran  have 
rejoined  their  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nathan  Moran. 
Miss  Moran  and  her  brother  spent  a  year  abroad, 
studying.  Miss  Moran  did  post  graduate  work  at  the 
Sorbonne  and  Mr.  Moran  attended  Clare  College, 
Cambridge. 

The  Board  of  Directors  of  the  Young  People's 
Symphony  Association  gave  their  annual  tea  at  the 
Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  late  in  October.  Mr.  Basil 
Cameron,  conductor  of  the  first  four  concerts  of  the 
season,  was  guest  of  honor. 

Mrs.  Robert  M.  Eyre  entertained  about  a  hundred 
friends  at  tea  at  her  home  on  Jackson  street. 

Mrs.  Frances  Harris  Stent  and  her  daughters  are 
again  in  town  after  spending  the  summer  in  Menlo 
Park  and  Santa  Barbara.  Miss  Katherine  Stent  will 
make  her  debut  this  winter. 

Mrs.  M.  Tourney  Van  Bergen  and  her  daughter. 
Miss  Gloria  Van  Bergen,  have  reopened  their  apart- 
ments at  the  Huntington  for  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Warrington  Dorst  entertained  a  large 
gathering  of  the  younger  set  at  their  home  on  Steiner 
street  on  Hallowe'en. 

Mrs.  Curtice  Dodge  has  returned  to  her  home  in 
Vallejo  street  after  a  year's  sojourn  in  Europe.  En 
route  home,  Mrs.  Dodge  spent  some  time  in  Kansas 
City. 

Mr,  and  Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  have  returned  to  San 
Francisco  after  a  visit  East.  Mrs.  Sullivan  spent  the 
greater  part  of  the  time  with  her  mother,  Mrs.  Robert 
Dunham,  in  Chicago. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Sutro  and  their  daughter. 
Miss  Adelaide  Sutro,  have  closed  their  Menlo  Park 
home  and  are  in  town  for  the  winter. 

At  the  annual  exhibition  of  the  San  Francisco 
Branch  of  the  Needlework  Guild  held  at  the  Hotel 
Fairmont  this  year,  more  than  36,000  garments  were 
shown. 

Miss  Genevieve  Hart  entertained  a  group  of  four- 
teen friends  at  luncheon  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins 
recently. 

Mr.  Prescott  W.  Scott  gave  a  party  at  the  Bur- 
lingame Country  Club  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Alexander  Young  of  Plonolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  entertained  at  their 
home  in  Pacific  Avenue  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Burbank 
Somers  who  recently  returned  to  Woodside  after 
several   months   abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Orville  Pratt  and  their  family  have 
returned  to  town  after  spending  the  summer  at  their 
country  place  near  Chico. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  G.  Parrott  entertained  a 
group  of  friends  over  a  recent  week-end  at  their 
ranch  home  at  Carmel. 

Mrs.  Gertrude  Atherton  has  returned  to  San  Fran- 
cisco and  will  spend  the  winter  with  her  daughter, 
Mrs.  Atherton  Russell  at  the  latter's  home  in  Green 
street. 

Mrs.  John  B.  Casserly  will  return  to  California 
next  month.  The  marriage  of  Miss  Marianna  Casserly 
and  Mr.  Alfred  N.  Lawrence  will  take  place  in  New 
York  on  November  19. 

Mrs.  Robert  A.  Roos  and  Mrs.  William  C.  Van 
Antwerp  attended  the  Women's  National  Golf  Tour- 
nament in  the  southern  part  of  the  state. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  David  A.  Conrad  have  taken  a  house 
at  Sea  Cliff  on  El  Camino  del  Mar. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  W.  Chapin  have  closed  their 
Washington  street  home  and  have  taken  apartments 
at  the  Fairmont  for  the  winter. 

The  Spinsters  Club,  of  which  Miss  Helene  Lund- 
borg  is  president,  has  decided  that  their  annual  ball, 
to  be  given  on  December  27,  is  to  be  a  bal  masque. 

Miss  Doreen  Tittle  and  Miss  Barbara  Pond  were 
among  members  of  the  younger  set  who  entertained 
for  Miss  Kate  Boardman  before  her  marriage  to  Mr. 
William  Henshaw  Nigh. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

At  the  Savoy  in  London  recently  were  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Alfred  S.  Tubbs,  Mrs.  Frederick  L.  Scott  and 
Miss  Ruth  Huntington. 

Mr.  E.  Raymond  Armsby  sailed  from  New  York 
recently  on  the  Bremen  and  intends  spending  several 
months   on   the   Continent. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Douglas  B.  Lewis  (Janet  Whiteman) 
sailed  for  Europe  three  weeks  ago  and  will  make  a 
leisurely  tour  of  the  Continent  until  the  first  of  the 
year,  when  they  will  return  to  California. 

Miss  Polly  and  Miss  Peggy  Dibblee,  Miss  Eleanor 
Broemmel  and  Miss  Ruth  Woolsey  have  left  for  a 
year's  trip  abroad.  ... 

Mrs.  Estelle  Monteagle  is  again  established  m  her 
home  in  Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Grant  and  Miss  Josephine 
Grant  were  in  London,  at  Claridge's,  when  last  heard 

Mrs.  Tobin  Clark  and  Miss  Patricia  Clark  are  at 
present  in  Paris.  ,     ,    . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Shaw  and  their  children 
sailed  from  San  Francisco  recently  aboard  the  Italian 
steamer  Fella,  and  will  spend  a  year  in  Europe. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  C.  Jackling  who  are  now  in 
New  York  are  planning  a  South  American  cruise  on 
their  yacht,  the  Cyprus.  . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanley  G.  Harris  are  in  the  East, 
stopping  at  the  Ambassador  Hotel  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  B.  Eastland  were  in  New 
York  recently,  stopping  at  the  Ritz-Carlton. 

Miss  Evelyn  Lansdale  has  gone  East  to  join  her 
sister,  Miss  Clare  Lansdale.  . 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  H.  Clark,  Jr.,  are  in  the  East 
where  they  will  visit  for  a  month. 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


25 


MRS.  CHARLES  B.  HENDERSON 


We  have  published  so  many  charming  portraits  of  women  representative  of 
the  lovliest  in  this  city  renowned  for  its  superlatively  beautiful  women  that 
it  proved  our  most  difficult  task  to  choose  one  for  The  Reigning  Dynasty  this 
month  We  finally  had  to  write  the  names  on  slips  to  be  shuffled  in  the  edi- 
tor's high  silk  hat.  The  blindfolded  office  boy  drew  the  slip  bearing  the  name 
of  Mrs.  Charles  B.  Henderson  whose  distinguished  portrait  by  Johan  Hage- 
meyer  is  herewith  reprinted  from  the  issue  of  August  1929. 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


JOHAN   HAGEMEYER 


George  Sterling-1927 


by  Carey  McWilliams 


TO  THE  great  mass  of  uninformed  and  un- 
imaginative clerical  peasantry  of  today, 
basking  in  the  complacent  sunshine  of  self- 
adoration,  the  very  thought  of  suicide  is  re- 
pelling and  horrifying.  Once  a  celebrity  takes 
his  own  life  the  rabble  will  never  abandon 
talking  about  his  life  and  work  until  thev 
have  centered  upon  an  explanation  plausible 
to  their  minds,  as  to  just  why  a  great  man 
should  do  such  an  act.  Once  they  have  proven 
such  a  man  a  craven  or  a  lunatic  they  then 
return  to  their  regular  state  of  idiocy,  feeling 
that  their  cheap  and  shallow  belief  in  a  pur- 
poseful world  has  been  justified.  Hence  when 
the  news  of  George  Sterling's  death  was  an- 
nounced, the  newspaper-reading  world  was 


dulv  shocked  for  an  afternoon,  and  straight- 
way set  about  the  creation  of  a  nice,  fanciful 
mvth  to  justify  its  firm  belief  that  only  an 
imbecile  would  take  his  own  life.  The  press, 
catering  as  it  always  does  nowadays  to  the 
prejudices  of  the  "average  individual"  about 
whom  the  army  intelligence  tests  reported 
such  derogatory  things,  began  to  weave  an 
exotic  tale  concerning  Sterling's  death.  Some 
of  the  theories  advanced  to  placate  the  mob 
are  interesting  and  amusing,  although  uni- 
formly untrue  and  unfounded.  A  few  of  them 
will  be  examined: 

Tlii  Evening  Herald,  a  Los  Angeles  paper,  on 
the  day  after  Sterling's  death,  ran  a  feature 
story,  adorned  with  pictures  and  verses,  about 


"The  Poet's  Last  Mistress — 
Death," — written  by  one  Jose 
Rodnquez.  The  general  theme  of 
this  storv  is  that  all  poets  love 
Death,  their  last,  sweet,  sad 
mistress,  and  that  they  all  run 
eagerly  into  her  waiting  arms — 
Chatterton,  Poe,  Shelley  and 
Keats.  No  one  that  knew  Sterl- 
ing could  easily  accept  such  a 
yarn.  But  the  feature  story  writer 
did,  and  even  conjured  up  a  few 
chance  lines  from  Sterling's  verse 
to  prove  that  the  dead  poet  was 
greatly  enamoured  of  death. 

Whatever  mav  have  prompted 
Sterling  to  take  his  own  life,  it 
was  surelv  not  a  desire  to  round 
out  his  days  in  accord  with  what 
Mr.  Rodnquez  evidently  thinks 
is  the  correct  poetic  tradition. 
He  would  have  viewed  such  an 
attitude  with  extreme  disgust 
and  distaste.  That  the  morbid 
pishposh  about  poets  and  the 
beds  of  lilies  on  which  they  are 
carried  to  the  highest  Heaven, 
would  have  sickened  him ,  is  very- 
obvious.  During  the  time  that  I 
knew  him  he  simply  amazed  me 
with  his  rapid  and  strenuous 
development.  All  of  his  later 
writings  seemed  to  grow  in 
power  and  beautv  over  his  former 
efforts.  He  was  beginning  to 
abandon  his  alabaster  classicism 
and  to  allow  feeling  and  emotion 
to  find  a  more  vivid  and  direct 
expression  in  his  poetrv.  To  be 
sure,  his  old  manner  was  excel- 
lent. As  Ambrose  Bierce  wrote 
him  in  1904,  "I  like  your 
grandiose  manner.  In  terms  of 
another  art  I  may  sav  vour  great 
towers  and  domes."  But  the 
phraseologv  of  the  early  verses 
was  too  deliberate  and  calculat- 
ing; it  was  corseted  within  the 
confines  of  a  too  austere  frigidity. 
His  "crafty  gnomes  with  scarlet 
eyes,"  "bleeding  sun's  phan- 
tasmagoric gules,"  and  "blue- 
eyed  vampires,"  are  rather  tor- 
tured gems,  and  too  obviously 
forced  and  affected.  His  later  poems  got  away 
from  this  too  deliberate  and  obvious  artistry. 
"The  Pathfinders,"  "Strange  Waters"  and 
"The  Ballad  of  the  Grapes"  are  all  noticeable 
advances  over  the  former  writings.  Anyone 
who  thinks  that  Sterling  took  his  own  life 
simply  in  a  fit  of  morbidity  should  read  this 
last  named  poem  and  ponder  over  the  fact 
that  this  epic  of  the  senses  was  written  when 
he  was  over  fifty-six! 


NOTHER  yarn  sponsored  by  the  press 
is  that  of  Arthur  Brisbane's.  No  sooner 


A 

•  *was  the  news  of  Sterling's  death  an- 
nounced, than  Brisbane,  for  whom  Sterling 
entertained  a  most  derogatory  opinion,  seized 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


27 


Editor's  Note:  Response  to  the  requests  for  both  the 
McWilliams  article  and  the  Hagemeyer  portrait  of 
George  Sterling  enables  us  to  present  again  work  of  out- 
standing merit.  The  article  appeared  in  June,  1927,  as 
one  of  the  first  of  the  personal  estimates  written  for  The 
San  Franciscan  by  Carey  McWilliams  whose  work  is  now 
nationally  recognized.  The  Hagemeyer  camera  study 
was  reproduced  in  our  First  Anniversary  issue. 


the  moment  to  make  a  few  post  mortem  re- 
marks about  Sterling.  He  did  this  by  reference 
to  one  of  Sterling's  finest  sonnets,  "A  Mood.'' 
which  contains  that  memorable  opening  line, 
"I  am  growing  weary  of  permitted  things." 
To  the  fine  sentiment  of  this  sonnet  Brisbane 
replied:  "The  pig  is  better  oft  in  his  pen,  the 
cow  in  her  pasture,  the  man  at  his  job,  young 
girls  with  chaperons  and  the  fifty-seven-year- 
old  poet  as  far  away  as  possible  from  Lilith  by 
dusk."  A  more  swinish  opinion  than  this  it 
would  be  hard  to  imagine  It  is  characteristic 
that  Brisbane  would  make  such  a  remark  after 
Sterling's  death  when  he  had  praise — cheap 
tawdry  praise — for  him  during  his  life,  and 
there  is  an  ill-concealed  sneer  in  the  last  line 
quoted  that  is  thoroughly  expressive  of  the 
man  who  wrote  it;  a  coarse,  uncultured,  and 
utterly  unimaginative  vulgarian. 

And  the  asinimties  of  the  press  do  not  cease 
here.  Mr.  Bailey  Millard,  writing  in  the  Los 
Angeles  Times,  makes  great  haste  to  praise  the 
dead  poet  profusely,  and  even  admits  that  he 
erred  considerably  in  his  own  day  as  an 
editor  by  rejecting  that  famous  poem,  "A 
Wine  of  Wizardry. "  Millard's  praise  is  so  ill- 
modulated  and  so  inappropriate  that  it  is 
most  laughable:  like  a  player  who  pulls  the 
wrong  stops  on  an  organ.  He  even  tries  to 
maintain  the  premise  that  Sterling  seldom 
drank;  that  he  was  a  man  of  virginal  habits; 
and  that  he  never  smoked  a  cigar! 

AND  the  sources  of  the  current  legends 
concerning  Sterling  are  supplied  from 
quarters  that  one  would  think  would 
be  more  discerning.  Take,  for  example,  the 
article  by  R.  L.  Burgess.  He  says:  "As  the 
post-war  era  waxed  more  and  more  smart  and 
snippy  in  its  style  of  writing,  Sterling  made 
a  good  stab,  in  his  prose  especially,  at  pre- 
tending to  be  very  swift  of  wit,  very  cynical 
and  very  hardboiled.  But  he  really  never 
was."  And  then  follows  the  usual  apology 
for  the  sinner  who  is  dead.  Read  "Lilith" 
if  it  is  thought  this  attitude  of  Sterling's  is 
confined  to  his  prose  alone.  Here  is  a  sample 
of  his  prose  writing,  and  Ambrose  Bierce  him- 
self could  have  written  no  finer  philippic 
against  a  gold-made  world: 


"A  strong  race,  a  strong  and  terrible  race! 
notorious  for  one  justice  to  the  rich,  another  to 
the  poor,  saturated  with  a  million  weird  super- 
stitions, bigoted  from  dandruff  to  toe-nails, 
intolerant  to  the  point  of  deadly  menace,  lawless 
until  old  age,  bilious  with  hatred  of  new  ideas 
and  the  mental  function  generally,  idiotic  with 
worship  of  mere  physical  prowess,  idohzers  of 
the  mattoids  of  the  movies,  scornful  of  all  it  can 
comprehend,  pleasure-mad  and  crazed  for  com- 
fort, sex-besotted  to  an  unimaginable  degree, 
maggotty  with  graft,  driven  like  sheep  by  the 
vast  and  complacent  powers  that  hold  them  in 
unrealized   bondage,   vacuum-worshippers  and 

Continued  on  page  32 


For  Women    and    for   Men... 

W  O  R  U  M  B  O 

Camel's  Wool  Coats 

in    extra    fine    selections 

No  other  coats  that  can  compare  with  them;  no 
others  so  light  in  weight,  and  yet  so  warm;  no  others 
that  have  so  much  of  that  quality  the  wearer  loves 
to  feel  and  the  world  loves  to  behold.  They  are 
especially  ideal  for  motoring  and  for  wear  at 
the  football  games.  Natural  and  other  shades. 


KNOX 

*J '  zu  o     Qj/2ops    in     CJ  a.  n    ^/rancz'sco 


1      HOTEL     ST 


The  WORUMBO 
camel's  wool  coats 
here  pictured  are  $135 


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Jewels    of 

JADE 

bring  that  touch  of 
green  so  joyfully  hailed 

It's  often  just  what  the  smart  ensemble  needs 
to  make  it  smarter  still.  So  we  present,  for 
the  earlierChristmas  buyer(and  forMadame 
or  Mademoiselle  herself)  these  exquisite 
pieces,  of  which  no  counterparts  exist. 

The  matchless  green  beauty  of  Jade  at  its 
best  is  accented  by  the  artfully  designed 
white  gold  and  onyx  settings.  The  price  is 
pleasantly  modest;  eitherbrooch  or  earrings, 


$150 


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Hill 

246-248  POST  ST. 


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SAN 
FRANCISCO 


ISOULT 


WILLIAM  HORACE  SMITH 


An  equal  number  of  requests  for  "Isoult"  by 
Edward  McCartan  and  "Inspiration"  by  Edward 
Field  Sanford,  forced  us  to  make  the  choice — so 
we  reprint  this  photograph  recalling  the  classic 
charm  of  the  sculptured  "Isoult." 


CALIFORNIA  SCHOOL  of  FINE  ARTS 

Affiliated  with  the  University  of  California 

CHESTNUT  AND  JONES  STREETS 

San  Francisco 

DAY  AND  EVENING  CLASSES  NOW  IN  SESSION 

SPRING  TERM  OPENS  JANUARY  5,  1931 

Call  or  write  for  catalogue — Lee  F.  Randolph,  Director 
Telephone  GRaystone  2S00 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


29 


'assing  Shows 

Youth,  Women  and  Architects—the  Art  Center 
Stanley  Wood    and    Rollins'    California   Artists 

by  Aline  Kistler 


FOUR  years  ago,  when  the  first  issue  of 
The  San  Franciscan  was  going  to  press,  a 
group  of  voung  artists  were  busy  in  the 
Montgomery  street  studio  district,  painting, 
nailing,  planning  the  Modern  Gallery  which 
opened  in  November  1926.  The  Gallery 
flourished,  moved  up  town  for  annual  show- 
ings and  finally  dispersed  as  the  original  group 
scattered. 

This  month  in  the  course  of  |ournevs  to  the 
print  shop  where  The  San  Franciscan  is  set 
up,  I  saw  signs  of  excited  activity  at  a  door- 
wav  farther  up  but  in  the  same  block  with  the 
old  Modern  Gallery  (now  reverted  to  ques- 
tionable though  time-sanctioned  uses).  A 
voung  man  with  a  beard,  huge  sheets  of  celo- 
tex,  queer  looking  stepladders,  artists  with 
canvasses  underarm,  a  voung  woman  in  over- 
alls and  sweatshirt — coming  and  going 
through  the  doorway  at  730  Montgomery 
where  an  aged  stairway  leads  vaguely  up- 
ward over  a  prosperous  broom  factory  whose 
window  is  splotched  with  magenta  and 
purple    tie-threads    and   green-gold    broom- 


straw.  Entering,  obviouslv  at  mv  own  risk 
(according  to  the  intendedly  official  state- 
ment posted  bv  the  landlord  ),  I  climbed  the 
stairs,  squeezed  past  one  of  the  ladders  and 
entered  the  shell  of  what  became,  Monday 
evening,  the  "Art  Center  of  San  Francisco." 
A  successor  of  the  Modern  Gallerv  ( in  so 
far  as  its  director,  Don  Works  "the  man  with 
the  beard"  conceived  the  Center  to  fill  a 
similar  need  ) ,  the  Art  Center  is  a  much  more 
mature  institution,  even  at  birth.  It  benefits 
by  the  intervening  four  years  experience  and 
is  designed  along  extremelv  practical  lines. 
Its  purpose  is  three-fold,  to  provide  a  perma- 
nent exhibition  place  for  the  work  of  a  repre- 
sentative group  of  local  artists,  to  serve  as  a 
center  for  the  correlation  of  creative  arts  and 
crafts  and  to  establish  a  "lending  library" 
of  drawings,  paintings  and  sculpture.  The 
main  exhibition  gallerv  is  surrounded  with 
studios  (Ray  Bovnton  and  Roger  Sturtevant 
already  occupy  two  of  them  )  and  is  equipped 
with  consultation  rooms  where  artists  and 
patrons  may  have  privacy  close  to  the  ex- 


hibited work.  The  forty  cooperating  mem- 
bers of  the  Art  Center  have  grouped  them- 
selves as  artists  and  as  craftsmen  with  the 
avowed  intention  of  correlating  painting  and 
sculpture  with  furniture,  rugs,  drapes  and 
wall  treatment.  Many  of  the  names  are  new — 
others  figure  prominently  in  other  art  move- 
ments— all  are  voung  in  purpose. 

IN  FACT,  youth  is  having  its  innings  this 
month.  At  the  East  West  Gallery  is  that 
amazing  voung  woman,  Moira  Wallace. 
Imaginative,  svmbolical,  rhvthmic — her  work 
is  both  vital  and  young.  Young  not  so  much 
in  expression  as  in  idea  and  enthusiasm.  These 
are  strangely  beautiful  creatures  that  Moira 
Wallace  has  conjured  out  of  her  imagination 
—  that  face  with  its  full  lips  and  smouldering 
eyes — those  bodies  molded  by  desire  and 
wondering.  Stuart  O'Brien,  who  is  showing 
photographs  in  the  East  West  at  the  same 
time,  supplied  the  term  "symbolic  object- 
ivism" to  describe  Moira  Wallace's  work 
but,  if  such  coinings  are  to  be  taken  seriously, 
1  prefer  "svmbolic  subjectivism."  But  why 
quibble  about  terms.  The  wood-blocks, 
drawings  and  paintings  are  there.  Go  to  see 
them.  And  carry  away  for  yourself  the  sense 
of  having  seen  into  the  soul  of  youth  that 
makes  symbols  out  of  memories  it  has  yet  to 
experience. 

Then  there  are  Yliane  and  Alvyne  Labaudt, 
returned  from  six  years  in  Paris,  whose  paint- 
Continued  on  page  48 


GRACE    BORROUGHS 

Grace  Borroughs  is  indubitably  the  foremost  oi 
modern  interpretative  dancers  who  have  special- 
ized in  the  art  of  East  Indian  dancing.  No  other 
terpsichorean  artist  whom  I  have  seen  in  per- 
formance seems  to  be  able  to  conjure  up  the  very 
essence  of  India's  hidden  magic  so  authentically 
and  concentratedly.  Each  dance  is  a  composition 
of  vital  and  powerful  moving  sculptured  figures 
illuminated  with  the  mantle  of  Oriental  splendor 
— Gobind  Behari  Lai,  New  York  American. 

Grace  Borroughs  has  moulded  the  everyday  life 
of  the  East  Indian  into  a  series  of  original  dances, 
and  drums,  vina  and  tambour  furnish  an  appro- 
priate musical  accompaniment  in  perfect  accord 
with  the  pattern  and  spirit  of  the  Hindu  dances. 
— S.  F.  Argonaut 

Miss  Borroughs  showed  wonderful   mastery  of 
the  subtletiesofthelndianart. — Bombay  Chronicle. 


Recital    Division  Selbv  C.    Oppenheimer   Will  Present 

GRACE    BORROUGHS 


IN  AN 


>> 


"East  Indian  Dance  Cycle 

original  dance  compositions  created  by  Miss 
Burroughs  to  interpret  the  spirit  and  feeling 
of  India  .  .  . 

danced  to  authentic  music  transcribed  by 
Miss  Borroughs  from  native  Indian  melodies 

costumed  in  exquisite  fabrics  brought 
back  from  India  by  Miss  Borroughs  re- 
cently when  she  returned  after  dancing  pro- 
fessionally in  India  for  a  year,  appearing 
before  princes,  maharajahs  and  their  courts 
as  well  as  dancing  in  the  theatre  and  in 
Indian  films. 

MONDAY    EVENING,   DECEMBER   8TH 

at  the  PLAYHOUSE 

Western  Women's  Club — 609  Sutter  Street 

Jliss  Borroughs  maintains  two  studios  jor  students  of  the  dance 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Non>  dine  and 
dance  in  a  little 

Spangled 
GOWN! 


I 


Paris  is  lightly  spangling  her  loveliest  evening  gowns 
with  sparkling  paillettes  .  .  .  gold  or  silver  on  filmy 
chiffons  and  nets.  City  of  Paris  presents  one  version  of 
this  new  vogue  ...  a  gown  of  white  chiffon  spangled 
with  silver.  It's  so  resplendent  as  to  put  the  very  stars 
to  shame  .  .  .  and  so  chic  that  it's  certain  to  score  a 
dazzling  success  for  its  wearer!  It  is  priced  at  $98.50. 

CITY     OF     PARIS     .     .     .     GOWN     SALON     .     .     .    THIRD     FLOOR 

CITYof  PARIS 


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DOuglas  4500 


Spotlight 


Continued  from  page  20 

drama" — or  what  have  you — ,  "Michael  and 
Mary."  And  it  needed  ll  ummation.  Dear 
Mr.  Milne  will  persist  in  trying  to  press  all 
the  bitter-sweetness  of  life  into  two-and-a- 
half  hours,  counting  intermissions.  Some  dav 
he  may  succeed.  "Michael  and  Mary"  is  a 
tale  of  two  who  begin  by  falling  in  love,  and 
spend  the  next  quarter-century  dodging  de- 
struction. This  goes  on  from  1905  to  1929, 
and  in  London  at  that.  At  last  reports  the 
villain  still  pursued  'em,  but  we  hope  that  by 
now  everything  is  jake. 

However,  "Michael  and  Marv"  was  given 
a  mighty  good  performance.  Henry  Duffy,  in 
person,  and  Dale  Winter  double-headed  an 
all-'round  good  cast.  That  Miss  Winter  is 
developing  great  capabilities  as  an  actress 
had  already  become  evident  in  her  performance 
in  Barry's  "Holiday"  last  season. 

Bert  Lytell  was  warmly  welcomed  when 
he  brought  his  Broadway  success ,  "Brothers , ' ' 
to  the  President.  That  melodrama  by  Herbert 
Ashton.Jr.  was  designed  to  catch  the  fancy  of 
the  masses,  which  it  did.  And  justly  so,  for  it 
is  an  uncommonly  good  play  of  its  kind.  The 
story  concerns  twin  brothers,  foundlings,  who 
were  adopted  in  infancy  by  two  families,  and 
brought  up  m  quite  different  environments — 
one  in  poverty — in  the  slums,  and  the  other 
in  luxury.  From  that  situation  the  author  has 
developed  an  exciting  plot  which  inspires 
unlagging  interest. 

During  his  long  absence  from  San  Fran- 
cisco, Mr.  Lytell  has  lost  none  of  his  former 
popularity,  and  in  the  present  instance  also 
proved  himself  to  be  an  accomplished  "light- 
nmg-change-artist"  in  the  arduous  task  of 
playing  an  exacting  dual  role.  Grace  Menken, 
who  supported  him  so  ably,  was  very  beauti- 
ful to  look  at  as  well,  and  the  remainder  of 
the  large  cast  was  excellent  throughout.  One 
seldom  sees  a  more  delightful  comedy  char- 
acter bit  then  that  done  by  Rita  Carlyle  as 
Maggie,  a  guttersnipe  who  was  searching  for 
her  gentleman  friend,  but  never  found  him. 

UNCLE  VANYA"  served  as  a  fortu- 
nate if  lugubrious  successor  to  "Lysis- 
trata"  at  the  Travers  in  the  Fairmont 
Hotel,  and  proved  that  the  spoken  word  of 
Tchekov  is  more  lucid,  as  drama,  than  the 
written  one.  "Uncle  Vanya"  was  very  credit- 
ably acted  by  a  well  selected  cast,  and  most 
artistically  staged.  Ralph  Chesse,  who  de- 
signed the  settings,  succeeded  admirably  in 
establishing  "atmosphere"  with  the  back- 
grounds which  he  provided  for  the  produc- 
tion, which  was  well  directed  by  Reginald 
Travers.  Ellen  Page  Pressley,  Katherine 
Sherman,  Guy  d'Ennery,  Ralph  Chesse  and 
Charles  Hampton  in  particular  gave  excellent 
interpretations  of  difficult  roles.  Altogether, 
"Uncle  Vanya"  proved  to  be,  artistically, 
the  plumb  in  the  month's  theatrical  pudding. 

Editor's  Note:  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie,  who  has  written 
"Spotlight"  each  month  since  October  1928,  is  in  New 
York  for  the  opening  of  the  dramatic  season  there.  During 
his  absence,  Junius  Cravens  will  occupy  the  local  critical 
chair.  Next  month  we  plan  to  publish  Dobie's  comments 
on  the  New  York  season  in  addition  to  Cravens'  account 
of  productions  in  San  Francisco. 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


31 


Frankie  and  Johnny 
by  Lloyd  S.  Thompson 


Editor'  Note:  This  parody  was  our  first  introduction  to 
Lloyd  S.  Thompson  then  (May,  1929)  with  the  New 
York  American  and  now  dramatic  critic  of  the  San  Fran* 
Cisco  t  xaminer,  occupying  the  chair  formerly  distin- 
guished by  one  of  our  most  prominent  contributing  edi- 
tors, Id  val  Jones.  We  repeat  it  at  the  verbal  and  written 
insistence  of  fourteen  readers. 


There  was  love  in  the  land  of  the  sunset, 
Borne  high  on  the  swift  wings  of  fate 
And  the  passion  of  Frankie  and  Johnnie 
Was  the  cruel  sweet  daughter  of  hate. 
The  hot  pangs  of  Lust  shot  their  bosoms, 
The  voice  of  Lust  crooned,  "I  am  Love" 
And  they  swore  by  their  gods  to  be  faithful 
As  stars  up  above. 

But  the  purgative  fire  of  suspicion, 
White  flame  by  which  passion  seems  cold, 
Fixed  the  fierce  heart  of  her  on  a  mission 
Of  hate  that  was  centuries  old. 
Dire  rumors  the  bartender  told  her 
Transfigured  Love's  face  with  a  sneer 
And  his  viper  tongue  spat  as  he  sold  her 
A  bucket  of  beer. 

O  passion  that  lives  but  an  hour! 
O  love  that  endures  but  a  day! 
O  man  with  no  heart,  but  a  bower 
Where  all  that  will  tarry  may  plav! 
Francesca,  Faustine  and  Dolores, 
Bright  stars  that  once  shown  in  his  sky, 
Were  dimmed  bv  the  spurious  glories 
Of  hot  Nellie  Bly. 

O  couch  not  of  love  but  of  sorrow, 
O  bed  made  for  death  and  not  love, 
Embrace  them  who  have  no  tomorrow 
While  doom  glowers  down  from  above  .  .  . 
The  eyes  in  the  transom  were  hateful, 
The  drawn  lips  were  bloodless  and  still 
And  Frankie  the  fair  and  the  fateful 
Was  ready  to  kill. 

Her  silken  kimono,  concealing 

White  limbs  that  once  quickened  his  breath. 

Unfolded  a  moment,  revealing 

The  steely  blue  engine  of  death. 

Her  pale  finger  curled  on  its  lever, 

The  venomous  leaden  tongue  spoke 

And  the  steel  that  stilled  Johnnie  forever 

Was  splendid  with  smoke. 

Bleak  cavern  of  iron  and  of  granite, 
O  hoosegow  of  murk  and  of  gloom, 
Take  her  lovely  white  body  and  span  it 
With  chains  that  are  rusty  with  doom; 
Her  spirit  no  dungeon  can  cover 
Lithe  maid  who  in  legend  and  song 
Gave  the  daylight  entree  to  her  lover. 
(He  was  doing  her  wrong. ) 


r.THE  3^1TTEi«QUSfeO- 

|  RAPHAEL  ^EILL  «  COMPANY/  A       , 

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As  one  thoroughly  San  Franciscan  institu- 
tion to  another,  The  White  House  congratu- 
lates The  San  Franciscan  magazine  on  the 
important  date  of  its  fourth  vear  of  publica- 
tion. Seventy-six  years  of  active  participation 
in  the  life  of  this  community  has  developed  a 
very  soft  spot  m  The  White  House'  attitude 
toward  persons  and  institutions  and  publica- 


tions of  San  Franciscan  background  and  loy- 
alties. We  feel  that  this  city  has  long  needed  a 
magazine  to  image  its  multiple  charms  and 
that  in  The  San  Franciscan  it  has  found  a 
worthy  reflection  of  itself.  Not  merely  mir- 
rorlike,   but   coloured   by   the   personalities 


(themselves  among  the  most  interesting  San 
Franciscans  in  town  )  who  direct  the  destiny 
of  this  successful  publication. 

The  White  House  has  always  been  openly 
proud  of  its  personal  connection  with  the 
history  of  the  city.  Literally  we  have  grown 
up  with  San  Francisco,  and  in  spite  of  our 
advanced  years,  still  feel  as  young  as  ever, 
if  not  younger.  Unquestionably  a  great 
deal  of  our  spnteliness  is  due  to  constant 
association  with  youthful  people  .  .  .  debu- 
tantes, alert  young  collegiennes,  and  those 
smart  individuals  of  more  mature  years  whose 
cultured  charm  and  progressive  minds  have 


endowed  them  with  eternal  youth;  not  to 
mention  the  babes-in-arms  who  frequent  our 


fashionable   infants'    shop.    We   flatter   our" 
selves  that  the  attraction  must  be  mutual. 

Goodness  knows  we  never  buy  a  thing 
without  these  charming  people  in  mind.  And 
mindful  of  the  fact  that  charm  is  not  regu- 
lated by  the  size  of  pocketbooks  we  keep 
prices  where  they  belong.  Which  does  not 
mean  that  we,  under  any  circumstances, 
would  permit  price  to  interfere  with  quality. 
We  still  believe  in  the  luxuries  of  life. 


And  speaking  of  luxuries,  doesn't  your 
heart  warmly  welcome  the  approaching 
festivities  of  Thanksgiving  with  its  lavish 
hospitalitv  and  festal  boards?  Again  that 
opulent  season  of  the  year  seems  to  fairly 
spring  at  us, with  scarcely  a  word  of  warning 
to  the  anxious  hostess.  There  isn't  a  moment 
too  many  for  preparations.  Why  not  come 
down  to  The  White  House  this  very  day.  Not 
that  we  want  to  rush  you,  but  we  do  feel 
that  you  will  gain  inspiration  from  the  many 
exquisite  table  appointments  now  on  display, 
and  the  colorful  "party"  suggestions  in  the 
party  shop.  There  is  nothing  like  having 
something  new  for  your  table  to  make  enter- 
taining a  never-ending  pleasure.  It  can  be  a 
richly  embroidered  cloth,  or  it  need  be  only 
a  small  compotier.  Or  a  bit  of  pewter  would 
give  an  appropriate  early  American  touch. 


In  making  your  selections  from  these 
bountiful  and  discriminatingly  chosen  col- 
lections you  will  find,  as  always,  the  helpful 
interest  in  your  personal  needs  that  makes 
shopping  here  a  pleasant  experience,  no  mat- 
ter how  hurried  you  may  be. 

Hospitality  is  a  year-round  practise  at  The 
White  House.  We  feel  that  it  is  this  very  sin- 
cere desire  to  welcome  you,  and  to  be  of 
genuine  service,  that  is  the  most  "San  Fran- 
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adorers  of  jitney  messiahs,  and  crucifiers  of  those 
who  have  any  claim  to  respect. ' ' 

If  such  writing  is  a  mere  pose,  then  "Gul- 
liver's Travels"  is  a  fairy  story  proper.  It  is 
simply  the  indictment  of  current  civilization 
in  America  which  one  might  expect  from  the 
man  whose  superb  imagination  conceived 
even  the  stellar  regions  as  a  poem,  and  who 
went  far  beyond  Vega  and  Betelgeuse  for  his 
first  poetic  inspiration. 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

Continued  from  page  11 

THE  Exalted  Spirit  of  the  Christmas 
festivities  sends  us  the  following:  A 
gentle  lady  with  many  hesitant  murmers 
approached  her  youngest  just  before  Christ- 
mas. She  fooled  with  the  lace  curtain  and  ran 
nervous  fingers  over  the  piano,  and  finally 
when  Junior  romped  up  to  bid  her  goodnight;, 
she  asked: 


"Tommy,  how  would  you 
babv  sister  for  Christmas?" 


like  a   little 


Tommy  fiddled  with  his  wisdom  tooth. 
He  gave  the  matter  intense  thought.  He 
ruffled  his  brow  and  gathered  in  the  loose 
threads  on  his  little  night-dress,  and  finally 
said: 

"Well  mother,  if  it  doesn't  make  any  dif- 
ference to  you  and  Dad,  I'd  just  as  soon  have  a 
Shetland  pony." 

UPON  visiting  the  re-established  Ameri- 
can household  of  a  friend,  who  had  just 
completed  five  years '  residence  in  China 
we  commented  upon  the  fact  that  no  Oriental 
servants  were  in  evidence  about  the  menage. 
We  supposed  that  our  friend  had  come  to 
look  upon  their  virtues  as  indispensable  to  the 
smooth  functioning  of  a  home. 

Speedily  our  friend  informed  us  that  we 
suffered  somewhat  from  faulty  impressions. 
While  in  the  Orient  she  had  had  in  her  employ 
an  elderly  Chinaman  who  went  by  the  name 
of  Wong.  Every  morning  Wong  bore  break- 
fast to  the  bedside  of  his  mistress,  and  never 
once  did  he  open  the  door  at  an  awkward  or 
embarrassing  moment.  His  mistress  wondered 
if  this  could  be  due  to  some  intuition  peculiar 
to  the  Oriental  and  finally  she  asked  him 
about  it. 

Wong  looked  at  his  mistress  with  crafty 
impassiveness.  But  being  a  truthful  soul,  he 
revealed  the  mystery  of  his  seeming  sixth 
sense.  "Missee,"  he  informed  her,  "I  work 
for  many  ladies,  many  houses.  I  carry  lotsa 
breakfast  to  bed.  I  never  come  in  wrong  time. 
First  I  take  good  look  through  key  hole." 

AT  A  large  gathering  of  the  New  York 
intelligentsia,   a   movie  magnate   had 
been  invited  as  a  spectator.  He  noted 
the  marked  adulation  bestowed  upon  Miss 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


33 


Dorothy  Parker  and  in  answer  to  his  ques- 
tions concerning  her,  learned  of  her  literary 
fame. 

Without  waiting  for  the  formality  of  an 
mt  reduction,  the  Hollvwood  King  approached 
Miss  Parker  and  offered  her  a  contract  as 
dialogue  writer. 

"But  I  usually  write  verse,"  Miss  Parker 
protested. 

"That  don't  make  any  difference,"  he 
assured  her,  "Wit  your  reputation  I  give  you 
S500  a  week  anvhow.  You  couldn't  be  as 
verse  as  some  of  the  sdtlemicls  I  already  got 
writing  for  me." 

A  PROMINENT  women's  club  on  the 
east  side  of  the  bay  was  scheduled  for 
a  talk  by  the  secretary  of  a  social  service 
organization.  The  president  came  upon  the 
platform  leading  a  bespectacled  lady  of  un- 
certain social  service  years.  Said  Madam 
president:  "Ladies,  let  me  present  Miss  Fitz- 
gibbon,  the  secretary  of  the  Women's  Chris- 
tian Temperance  Union." 

Madam  President  fell  back  and  the  alleged 
Secretarv  of  the  Women's  Christian  Temper- 
ance Union  stepped  forward. 

"My  dear  friends,"  she  began,"  your  de- 
lightful president  has  made  a  slight  mistake. 
— I  am  the  secretarv  of  the  League  for  the 
Suppression  of  Vice." 

Was  Madam  President  downhearted?  Not 
she. 

"Of  course,  Miss  Fitzgibbon,  of  course1 
. .  .1  kne  w.there  was  something  you  didn't  do! " 


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The  Approach  of  the  Holidays 

presents  new  reasons  for  indulging 
one's  fondness  for  the  loveliest 
flowers  of  the  season.  .  .  .  Decora- 
tion ensembles  for  entertaining — 
individual  corsages  for  tea,  the 
theater  or  the  football  game — gift 
baskets  and  potted  plants  for  holi- 
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faws.  But  always  it  is  amusing,  almost  more 
amusing  than  The  John  RicUel!  Murder  Case 
which  would  be  saying  a  great  deal  surely.  In 
this  book  Corey  Ford  has  written  some  of  the 
best  parodies  of  modern  writers  that  have  yet 
been  published.  If  you  enjoyed  them  in  Vamtv 
Fiiir  you'll  like  them  even  better  now  that  thev 
have  been  worked  into  this  "most  amazin' 
murder  case.  The  Covarrubias  illustrations 
and  Mr.  Ford's  wit  make  the  book  worth 
more  than  the  two  dollars  Scribners  are  asking 
for  it. 

The  fall  books  contain  much  that  is  amusing. 
There  is ,  of  course ,  Mr.  Car.  Van  Vechten. 
He  is  not,  alas!  so  amusing  as  he  was  once, 
but  he  still  has  his  moments.  His  novel  Partus 
(Alfred  A.  Knopf)  gets  to  be  a  tremendous 
bore  before  it  is  over,  but  the  high  spots  are 
diverting.  I  was  told  I  should  read  the  book  in 
a  speakeasy;  but  it  is  not  necessary.  Forget 
yourself  in  Partus  (if  you  can)  and  the  most 
impeccable  New  England  interior  will  take 
on  scandalous  implications,  and  you  will 
emerge  talking  such  a  jargon  that  your  best 
friend  won't  know  you.  But  one  admits  that 
Van  Vechten  has  caught  rather  well  a  certain 
class  of  New  Yorker  who  has  much  money  and 
little  brain.  Wood  Kahler  in  Smart  Sctlack 
(also  Alfred  A.  Knopf)  writes  of  the  same 
crowd,  but  with  less  abandon,  thus  making 
his  people  less  amusing  but  more  real.  It's  just 
another  novel  of  elegant  seduction  in  Park 
Avenue  pent-houses.  But  it  palls  before  the 
end,  too.  Both  novels  take  a  kind  of  moralistic 
turn  toward  the  end,  as  if  the  authors  felt  they 
had  to  do  something  about  an  almost  too 
naughty  world;  so  they  provide  a  kind  of 
wistful  longing  for  reformation — than  which 
nothing  gives  me  a  worse  pain  in  the  neck. 

It  is  interesting  to  pass  from  these  fluffy  bits 
on  contemporary  foibles  to  the  foibles  of  an 
earlier  day.  In  Bicycles  ami  Bustles  (Brewer  and 
Warren),  the  diary  of  R.  D.  Blumfield  from 
1883  to  1914,  we  find  all  kinds  of  fascinating 
sidelights  on  a  period  only  recently  past,  vet 


"Dear  me,  when  will  we  Fitzroys  ever  lose  our 
violent  natures?" — Dec,  1929. 


one  that  seems  to  us  today  fabulous  beyond 
belief.  Such  an  entry  as  the  following  on  De- 
cember 1 ,  1901 ,  makes  it  all  the  more  unreal: 
"There  is  a  great  hullabaloo  about  the  Cen- 
sor's latest  refusal  to  license  Mr.  G.  B.  Shaw's 
play,  Mrs.  Warren's  Profession,  which  he  wrote 
some  years  ago  and  cannot  obtain  permission 
to  produce  publicly.  'Handsome  Jack'  Barnes, 
who  has  read  it,  tells  me  that  it  is  'very 
French',  and  that  if  it  sees  the  light  the  play- 
goers of  a  future  generation  will  be  justified  in 
saying  that  the  stage  of  today  was  exceedingly 
daring." 

On  picking  up  Galsworthy's  book  of 
short  stories  On  Forsyte  'Change  (Scrib- 
ners, $2.50)  my  exclamation  was 
"What!  again?"  But  Galsworthy  himself  ex- 
plains his  volume  by  pleading  two  excuses: 
"That  it  is  hard  to  part  suddenly  and  finally 
from  those  with  whom  one  has  lived  so  long; 
and,  that  these  footnotes  do  really,  I  think, 
help  to  fill  in  and  round  out  the  chronicles  of 
the  Forsyte  family."  They  fit  in  between  the 
Saga  and  the  Comedy,  and  all  relate  to  the 
Forsyte  family.  Excellent  as  stories  in  them- 
selves, they  take  on  an  added  merit  when  read 
in  relation  to  the  Saga  and  should  be  hai'ed  by 
Galsworthy  enthusiasts  and  all  lovers  of  good 
tales.  I  myself  commit  the  heresy  of  preferring 
May  Sinclair  before  Galsworthy.  It  is  inter- 
esting that  these  two  great  English  novelists 
should  each  issue  a  book  of  short  stories  almost 
simultaneously,  both  books  containing  ma- 
terial left  from  novels ,  but  much  too  good  to 
throw  away.  Miss  Sinclair's  Talcs  Told  by 
Simpsoii  (Macmillan)  vary  greatly  in  matter 
and  manner,  but  are  beautifully  written.  The 
characters  are  all  vividly  real,  but  my  favorite 
is  poor  Mr.  Watt  Gunn,  the  novelist,  who 
succeeded  in  escaping  a  celebrity  hunting 
female  only  when  he,  exhausted  and  worn 
with  flight,  took  refuge  in  the  bath  of  his 
somewhat  dismayed  hostess.  And  there  is 
Miss  Tarrant  whose  temperament  played 
havoc.  And  Alexander  Frewin  whose  lofty 
ideals  got  him  into  a  compromising  position 
in  a  lady's  motor  car.  I  could  go  on  and  on — 
but  read  them! 

Oh ,  there  is  a  book  for  Aunt  Amelia  and  her 
train  journey — Spanish  Lower  by  F.  H.  Spear- 
man (Scribners,  $2  ).  It  has  the  double  merit 
of  being  historical,  and  therefore  "cultural," 
and  romantic.  As  the  blurb  says,  "Events 
move  quickly  in  this  book.  Love,  war, 
plague,  and  all  the  not  of  valorous  physical 
effort  culminate  in  the  love  of  Don  John  and 
Miriam  on  the  shore  of  the  moonlit  Marmora 
Sea,  with  the  scent  of  orange  and  magnolia 
blossoms  over  all."  That  should  keep  Auntie 
interested.  But  don't  make  the  mistake  of 
thinking  that  the  Gnu  Club  Cookbook  (Scrib- 
ners, $3)  by  Charles  Browne,  one  time 
mayor  of  Princeton,  is  just  an  ordinary  cook- 
book to  be  given  to  harassed  housewives. 
It's  not.  It  is  a  gorgeously  witty  book,  full  of 
amusing  illustrations  and  receipts  for  such 
hunger-provokmg  food  that  I  shall  leave  off 
this  instant  to  rummage  in  the  ice  box — and 
the  cellar. 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


35 


CONCERNING 


IT  IS  difficult  to  reconcile  the  passionate  sur- 
face of  Lee  Hersch's  portrait  of  his  wife, 
Virginia  Hersch,  with  the  smooth  reserve 
she  presents  on  first  acquaintance.  As  repro- 
duced here  in  rather  unsatisfactory  miniature, 
the  portrait  is  turbulent  and  impetuous.  As 
met  first  when  lecturing  on  El  Greco  at  Beaux 
Arts  last  month  and  seen  the  next  day  at  tea, 
Virginia  Hersch  appeared  self-contained, 
sophisticated,  almost  cool  behind  a  lovely 
mask  of  perfect  skin  molding  her  features  over 
an  interesting  structure  of  forehead,  cheek- 
bones and  chin.  And  her  mouth  was  motile  as 
though  well  trained. 

Not  until  personal  contact  drew  her  to 
talk  of  her  life,  her  books,  her  enthusiasms — 
not  until  then  did  I  realize  that  this  smooth 
surface  came  from  tension  more  than  calm. 
This  poise  'was  the  product  of  an  immense  in- 
tensity, of  energies  exercised  to  the  full. 

San  Franciscans  know  her  life — her  early- 
years  here  as  Helen  Virginia  Davis,  her  early 
accomplishments  in  poetry,  her  decision  that 
she  could  not  become  a  writer,  her  training 
at  the  University  of  California,  the  granting 
of  the  degree  of  Juris  Doctor,  her  trip  to 
Europe,  her  marriage  to  Lee  Hersch  in  Paris. 


Virginia  Lee  Hersch 


San  Franciscans  have  read  her  work — the 
first  book  "Bird  of  God;  Romance  of  El 
Greco"  which  was  welcomed  last  year,  and 


now  her  second  is  available,  "Woman  Under 
Glass,"  the  story  of  St.  Teresa  of  Avila. 

What  few  here  can  know  is  the  intense 
eagerness  for  life  and  understanding  that  leads 
her  from  one  accomplishment  to  the  next.  Her 
first  book  was  the  result  of  an  enthusiasm  so 
vital  that  El  Greco  was  recreated  in  her  mind 
to  a  vibrant  human  being.  It  was  during  her 
researches  for  El  Greco  material  that  she  met 
with  records  of  St.  Teresa  of  Avila.  There 
was  a  challenge,  a  second  personality  rose 
from  the  past  to  hold  Virginia  Hersch's  imagi- 
nation until  she  should  recast  it  into  con- 
temporary record.  What  she  does  next  can 
not  be  prophesied  because  one  can  not  foresee 
what  personality  or  event  will  fire  her  enthusi- 
asm and  utilize  the  passionate  power  under 
the  suave  surface  of  Virginia  Hersch. 

GESTURE 

by  B.  W. 

All  things,  this  life  has  given  me 

To  keep  until  I  die, 
The  motors  that  have  driven  me, 

The  pretty  things  I  buy 
Are  meant  but  for  the  living, 

And  earthly  must  remain, 
So  I  shall  be  forgiving 

If  you  marry  once  again. 

—December  1928 


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what  desires,  what  sometimes  fruitless  ambi- 
tions have  been  expressed  in  these  simple 
words.  The  artist,  in  his  garret,  painting 
away  on  picture  after  picture — in  his  heart 
he  is  saying,  'Just  you  wait — wait,  till  my 
ship  comes  in.  I'll  show  them.'  The  writer, 
sending  out  manuscripts  by  the  dozens.  'Just 
vou  wait,'  he  says,  'till  my  ship  comes  in.' 
The  little  mother,  with  all  her  little  ships 
around,  says  it  too.  The  inventors,  the  actress 
out  there  in  Hollywood,  the  business  man, 
all,  all  who  have  hopes  and  dreams  and  ambi- 
tions are  saving  over  and  over  again — 'Just 
vou  wait.  Wait  till  my  ships  comes  in.'  I 
think,  my  friends,  that  the  reason  why  so 
many  ships  never  come  in  is  because  they  are 
never  launched." 

The  five  thousand  nod  their  heads  ap- 
provingly. 

"Ah,  1  hope  so  many  ships  will  be  launched 
tonight  to  sail  life's  sea  gloriously  and  arrive 
safely  in  the  harbor  of  Jesus  Christ,  Amen." 

Chorus  of  ' ' Aaaaaaaaa-men! 

"There  are  only  two  ports,  my  friends. 
One  is  Heaven  and  peace  and  happiness  for- 
ever. The  other  is  Hell  and  ruin.  Some  are 
sailing  home  to  a  safe  harbor  beyond  the  skies. 
The  others  are  dripping,  dripping  over  life's 
sea.  Look! 

She  points  to  the  screen  behind  her,  on 
which  is  painted  a  choppy  ocean.  A  spotlight 
is  cast  on  one  side.  "See,  here  comes  a  ship 
bobbing  over  life's  sea!"  The  audience  fol- 
lows her  pointed  finger  and  sure  enough,  here 
comes  a  cardboard  boat,  propelled  by  an  un- 
seen hand  behind  the  scene. 

"Ship  ahoy1"  yells  Aimee,  with  her  hands 
cupped  about  her  mouth  "Ship  ahoy,  little 
boat.  Whither  are  you  going,  with  your  gaily 
painted  sails?  See ,  my  friends ,  the  gay  colors 
on  this  little  boat.  See  the  peacock  painted  on 
the  sail,  the  peacock,  symbol  of  pride  and 
vanity.  See  also  the  playing  cards,  the  wine- 
cup  painted  on  the  sail.  In  this  boat  are  those 
of  the  racy  class.  They're  out  at  Long  Beach 
tonight,  in  Venice,  out  on  joy  rides  tonight. 
This  is  the  ship  called  Pleasure!  See  how  gaily 
it  sails!  Its  motto  is  'eat,  drink  and  be  merry, 
for  tomorrow  we  die'. 

Aimee's  audience,  especially  the  farmers, 
guffaw,  completely  off  the  track  of  the  little 
boat  called  Pleasure,  but  Aimee  rounds  up 
their  attention  again  by  the  simple  expedient 
of  pointing  to  the  boat  behind  her,  now  more 
than  halfway  across  life's  ocean. 

"What  port  is  it  headed  for1"  exclaims 
Aimee  scornfully.  (Remember,  there  are  onlv 
two. )  "See,  it  is  neanng  the  edge  of  a  water- 
fall. Nearer  it  goes  to  destruction.  Nearer. 
Nearer  to  destruction.  It's  on  the  edge.  (Wa- 
ter is  heard  falling,  off-stage. )  It  is  going  to 
ruin!"  Bang1  The  drums  crash  thunderously. 
The  lights  go  out.  Sound  of  water  and  splin- 
tering wood  is  heard.  Smash!  Children  wake 
up  at  the  noise.  Even  the  youngest  can  see 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

STATEMENT   OF   THE    OWNERSHIP,   MAN- 
AGEMENT, CIRCULATION,  ETC.,  REQUIR- 
ED BY  THE  ACT  OF  CONGRESS  OF  AUGUST 
24,  1912. 

of  The  San  Franciscan,  published  monthly  at  San 
Francisco,  California  for  October  1.  1930 


State  of  California  \ 

County  of  San  Francisco! 

Before  me,  a  Notary  Public  in  and  for  the  State  and 
county  aforesaid,  personally  appeared  Joseph  H. 
Dyer,  Jr..  who,  having  been  duly  sworn  according  to 
law,  deposes  and  says  that  he  is  the  owner  and  pub- 
lisher of  The  San  Franciscan  and  that  the  following  is, 
to  the  best  of  his  knowledge  and  belief  a  true  state- 
ment of  the  ownership,  etc. ,  of  the  aforesaid  publica- 
tion for  the  date  shown  in  the  above  caption,  required 
by  the  Act  of  August  24,  1912,  embodied  in  section 
411,  Postal  Laws  and  Regulations,  printed  on  tie 
reverse  of  this  form,  to-wit: 

1.  That  the  names  and  addresses  of  the  publisher, 
editor,  managing  editor  and  business  managers  are: 
Publisher:  Joseph  H.    Dyer,  Jr.,   Sharon  Bldg.,   San 

Francisco. 

Editor:  Joseph  H.  Dyer.  Jr.,  Sharon  Bldg.,  San  Fran- 
cisco. 

Managing  Editor:  (None  I. 

Business  Manager  Alfred  H  Hendnckson,  RussBldg. , 
San  Francisco. 

2.  That  the  owner  is:  (If  owned  by  a  corporation, 
its  name  and  address  must  be  stated  and  also  imme- 
diately thereunder  the  names  and  addresses  of  stock- 
holders owning  or  holding  one  per  cent  or  more  of 
total  amount  of  stock.  If  not  owned  by  a  corporation, 
the  names  and  addresses  of  the  individual  owners  must 
be  given.  If  owned  by  a  firm,  company,  or  other  unin- 
corporated concern,  its  name  and  address,  as  well  as 
those  of  each  individual  member,  must  be  given. ) 
Joseph  H    Dyer,  Jr  ,  Sharon  Bldg.,  San  Francisco. 

3.  That  the  known  bondholders,  mortgagees,  and 
other  security  holders  owning  or  holding  one  per  cent 
or  more  of  total  amount  of  bonds,  mortgages,  or  other 
securities  are:  (If  there  are  none,  so  state.)  None. 

4.  That  the  two  paragraphs  next  above,  giving  the 
names  of  the  owners,  stockholders,  and  security  hold- 
ers, if  any ,  contain  not  only  the  list  of  stockholders  and 
security  holders  as  they  appear  upon  the  books  of  the 
Company  but  also,  in  cases  where  the  stockholder  or 
security  holder  appears  upon  the  books  of  the  Com- 
pany as  trustee  or  in  any  other  fiduciary  relation,  the 
name  of  the  person  or  corporation  for  whom  such  trus- 
tee is  acting,  is  given;  also  that  the  said  two  para- 
graphs contain  statements  embracing  affiant's  full 
knowledge  and  belief  as  to  the  circumstances  and  con- 
ditions under  which  stockholders  and  security  holders 
who  do  not  appear  upon  the  books  of  the  Company  as 
trustees,  hold  stock  and  securities  in  a  capacity  other 
than  that  of  a  bona  fide  owner;  and  this  affiant  has  no 
reason  to  believe  that  any  other  person,  association,  ot 
corporation  has  any  interest  direct  or  indirect  in  the 
said  stock,  bond,  or  other  securities  than  as  so  stated 
by  him. 

5.  That  the  average  number  of  copies  of  each  issue 
of  this  publication  sold  or  distributed,  through  the 
mails  or  otherwise,  to  paid  subscribers  during  the  six 
months  preceding  the  date  shown  above  is — .  (This 
information  is  required  from  daily  publications  only. ) 
Joseph  H.  Dyer,  Jr. 

Sworn  to  and  subscribed  before  me  this  first  day  of 
October,  1930. 

Mary  F.  Redding, 
Notary  Public  in  and  for  the  City  and  County 
of  San  Francisco,  State  of  California.   (My 
commission  expires  July  14,  1933.) 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


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what's  happened.  The  little  boat  called 
Pleasure  went  straight  to  hell'  What  drama! 
What  stirring  words!  What  a  lesson — espe- 
cially for  the  young  people' 

NOW,  while  all  heads  are  bowed  and 
eyes  closed  tightlv,  I  want  you  to  tell 
me  which  ship  you  want  to  sail  on 
through  life.  Who  wants  to  sail  with  ]esus? 
Who  wants  to  sail  on  the  Four  Square  Gospel 
ship — with  me'  I  am  going  to  ask  you  to  raise 
vour  hands  high,  while  every  eye  is  closed, 
and  show  me  if  you  want  to  embark  on  this 
glorious  ship.  She  claps  her  hands  suddenly 
There  is  a  breathless  hush,  then  heavy  breath- 
ing. "Raise  your  hands  high.  That's  right, 
God  bless  vou.  One,  two,  three,  four,  five, 
six,  seven.  There  are  so  many — so  very  many, 
that  I  shall  have  to  count  in  sections,  my 
friends.  All  those  on  my  left  who  wish  to  sail 
with  me,  raise  vour  hands.  That's  fine.  One, 
two,  three,  four,  five,  six,  seven,  eight,  nine, 
ten — Amen,  Amen,  Amen — twenty,  twenty- 
one,  twenty-two,  God  bless  you,  and  you, 
twenty-five,  twenty-six — " 

We  sneak  a  peep  and  see  four  trembling 
hands  in  that  vast  temple.  It  doesn't  check  up 
with  Aimee's  count,  but  there  is  no  one  to 
call  her  on  it,  as  every  eye  is  closed,  every 
head  bowed — and  who  are  we?  Anyway  she 
is  speeding  to  the  center  section  with  the 
frenzied  invitation. 

"Raise  your  hands  high,  high  up  in  the 
air,"  Aimee exhorts.  "Now1  One,  two,  three, 
four,  five,  six.  God  bless  you,  and  you,  and 
you,  ten,  eleven,  twelve,  Amen,  Amen. 
Another.  Eighteen,  nineteen — " 

Again  we  gare.  Of  approximately  six 
hundred  in  the  center  section,  six  have  raised 
timid  hinds. 

"Now  on  my  right,"  exults  Aimee.  husk- 
ily. '  Oh,  my  friends,  if  you  only  knew  how 
happy  this  makes  me.  I'm  sure  Jesus  is  smiling 
with  joy.  Now!  Raise  your  hands.  Every 
head  is  bowed,  every  eve  closed  in  reverence. 
The  actual  count  on  this  side  is  eight  or 
ten.  Aimee's  is  approximately  thirty.  Her 
count  reminds  me  of  my  golf  score.  I  keep 
two — one  for  the  whiffs. 

Then  the  balconies  get  their  chance. 
Immediately,    several    hundred   obey    the 
command. 

"Everybody  who  raised  h:s  hand,  stand 
up."  amends  Aimee — which  causes  several 
score  to  sit  down.  That  was  a  low  trick  on 
Aimee's  part;  a  few  resent  it. 

PRAISE  God1  Hallelujah!  Come  to  the 
altar  and  pray  with  me.  Come  down 
the  aisles.  Oh,  dear  friends  in  radio- 
land  (to  the  mike)  they're  thronging  down 
the  aisles,  running  to  the  feet  of  Jesus.  Come1 
Come1  Come'"  The  students  put  their  arms 
about  the  neophytes  and  gently  lead  them 
down  the  aisles  to  the  altar  of  Aimee. 

"They  are  coming — coming  by  the  hun- 
dreds, crowding  the  aisles,"  Aimee's  voice 
breaks,  exults,  falls  to  a  whisper,  rejoices 
again.  The  mob  is  as  one,  and  spurred  by  the 
information  that  hundreds  are  coming — hun- 

Continucd  on  page  47 


If*      .     » 

M    Hj['f! 

famous 

WIINTER     SPORTSTERS 

planned 

THIS    HOLIDAY 


J_o  keep  Winter  Sports  on  a  par 
with  their  mammoth  setting,  Yo- 
semite  went  to  Switzerland,  Cana- 
da and  Lake  Placid  .  .  .  brought 
back  experts  who  have  helped  to 
give  winter  its  name  in  the  snow- 
capitals  of  the  world. 

You'll  find  ski-joring,  the  racy 
new  snow-sport  .  .  .  Curling,  a 
"roarin'  game"  from  Scotland, 
played  on  the  huge  meadow  rink 
. . .  tobogganning  on  a  four-track 
slide,  illuminated  at  night  .  .  . 
sleigh  tours  of  the  Valley  floor  and 
ski  tours  into  the  High  Sierras  . . . 

It's  the  West's  winter  holiday, 
in  a  world-famed  holiday  setting! 

Decide  now,  then  make  advance 
reservations.  A  week-end  will  give 
you  a  taste,  but  four  or  five  days 
will  send  you  back  brisk  as  a 
snow-bird.  And  because  Yosemite 
is  near,  with  a  style  of  living  for 
every  vacation  allowance,  you  can 
enjoy  the  real  winter  high  life  and 
have  vacation  money  left  over. 

Winter  Sports  folders  from  your 
travel  agent,  or  Yosemite  Park  and 
Curry  Co.,  39  Geary  St ,  San  Fran- 
cisco, 604  W.  6th  St.,  Ix)s  Angeles, 
and  Yosemite  National  Park,Calif. 


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SPORTS 


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Claire  de  Lune 

Continued  from  page  23 

whom  all  the  boys  tormented  save  himself. 
Down  year,  down  year,  he  floated. 

Back  .  .  .  back  .  .  .  before  Paris.  Could 
he  slip  back  that  far  on  a  streamer  of  sound, 
thinner  even  than  a  thread  of  silk? 

THE  streaming  sound  was  agitated  now 
.  .  .  back  .  .  .  back,  excitedly  it  was 
thrusting  him  back  to  its  source.  It 
swished  and  swirled,  broke  and  ran  and  the 
drifting  plumes  of  grey  ether  twined  softly 
around  one  another  forming  pictures  .  .  . 
briefly  sustained.  Running,  eddving,  tumbling 
.  .  .  through  the  memorv  smoke  images  flung 
themselves,  to  be  blotted  out  as  new  ones 
flung  through  ...  in  quick-running  treble 
arpeggios  the  stream  sang  out  its  song,  ex- 
plaining all  .  .  .  all?  Wait!  Where  was  his 
beautiful  mother  in  all  this?  She  belonged  .  .  . 
but  how?  .  .  .  where?  Where  .  .  . 

Churned  soft  and  white,  river  foam  fell 
like  cobwebby  lace  over  his  wild  staring  eves. 

From  across  a  chasm  of  time  he  drifted  back 
to  the  tawdry  room  where  the  girl  walked  to 
and  fro. 

"Claire!"  Bewildered,  remorseful,  he 
called  to  her.  "You're  pale  as  a  ghost.  Come 
over  here  and  rest.  I  forgot  ..." 

While  she  sat  quietly  beside  him ,  his  fingers 
pla)ed  restlessly  in  the  folds  of  her  taffeta, 
rising  and  fallmgjwith  its  undulations  like 


those  of  a  blind  man  fumbling  familiarly 
across  a  forgotten  face. 

"I'm  dead  weary.  Feel  I  might  sleep  a  bit. 
You  can  take  that  money  off  the  table  and  slip 
out.  You've  been  awfully  kind  .  .  .  You 
looked  like  a  moon-creature  wandering  about 
the  room.  Claire  .  .  .  clair  dc  ln»it  they  should 
have  called  you.  Moonlight  ..."  His  eyes 
closed  tightly  over  the  image.  He  smiled  in 
his  dream. 

"Quire  it  lune.  .  .  I  remember  my  mother 
used  to  look  like  that,  long  ago,  when  I  was 
very  little."  Drowsily  he  talked  with  eyes 
still  closed.  "She  always  dressed  in  white 
then  .  .  .  always  ..." 

Other  words  died  in  his  throat  and  his 
lips  closed  in  a  faraway  smiie.  Presently  his 
hand  came  to  rest  clutching  a  fold  of  the 
taffeta  skirt  in  the  tight  unconscious  grip  of 
sleep. 


Ed3 


ar  Saltus 

Continued  from  page  21 


are  long  and  sonorous  sweeps  of  colorful 
fugues.  But  not  more  important  that  the  fairy- 
like  traceries  of  words  that  enchant  like  the 
echo  of  a  rain-dove's  crooning.  The  opulence 
of  his  genius  proved  his  own  theory  that  "the 
inexpressible  does  not  exist." 

A  story  of  the  tsars,  The  Imperial  Orgy, 
glows  with  the  powerful  vitality  of  that 
descriptive  power  inherited  from  Flaubert. 
"Without   was   Moscow,   Russia's   Mekka. 


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frank  Wemef  Co. 


SAN  FRANCISCO 


OAKLAND 


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0 


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l^elebralion  3ale! 


Sbo  1 1  'nfor  the  First  Time 

Thousands  of  pairs  of  the  finest  qual- 
ity and  ultra  -  fashionable  footwear 
for  MEN,  WOMEN  and  CHILDREN. 
All  New!  All  Smart!  All  shown  for 
the  first  time!  Every  pair  at  the  most 
amazing  price  concessions. 


These  great  price  concessions  have 
been  made  possible  by  the  co-opera- 
tion of  makers  of  our  finest  of  Foot- 
wear through  months  of  intensive 
planning  .  .  .  making  this  Werner 
Celebration  a  Sale  of  Unprecedented 
Scope! 


True  I.  Miller  craftsmanship.  True  Werner  Quality  ...  a 
Festival  of  Values  ...  a  Celebration  of  Quality-Leader- 
ship and  "Werner  Optimism"  .  .  .  Better  Shoes  .  .  .  Better 
Values  .  . .  Increased  Patronage! 


at  all 

FOUR 
WERNER 
STORES 

.874  Market 

.255  Geary 

.  347  Geary 
Stewart  Hotel 

.  1960  Broadway 
Oakland 


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39 


Within  was  the  Kreml,  Moscow's  heart.  Ivan 
was  an  ideal  tyrant.  The  Kreml  was  a  tyrant's 
ideal,  a  city  of  assassins  that  looked  on  a  city 
of  victims.  Fortress,  abattoir,  seraglio,  acrop- 
olis and  necropolis  in  one,  for  a  heart  it  was 
infernal.  Ivan  was  born  there,  lived  there, 
died  there,  haunts  it  still.  It  was  not  his  work, 
it  was  his  portrait." 

One  dip  into  "The  Imperial  Purple"  is 
proof  of  his  amazing  interpretive  powers.  It 
is  the  entire  story  of  the  dissolution  of  the 
Roman  empire  told  within  two  hundred 
pages.  Historians,  with  thousands,  have  suc- 
ceeded in  being  merely  obscure.  The  end  of 
the  Roman  emperor  Heliogabalus  is  described 
in  this  astonishing  casual  way:  "One  day 
this  little  painted  girl,  who  had  prepared 
several  devices  for  a  unique  and  splendid 
suicide,  was  taken  unawares  and  tossed  in 
the  latnnae." 

"The  Pomps  of  Satan"  is  just  what  the 
name  implies,  but  charmingly  told.  It  is 
brimming  with  witticisms,  epigrams,  and 
the  impressions  of  his  personal  experiences. 
"A  man  lives  as  long  as  he  desires,  a  woman 
as  long  as  she  is  desirable."  "There  are  wo- 
men who,  on  not  a  dollar  more  than  twenty- 
four  thousand  a  vear,  manage  to  look  like 
angels .  Only ,  of  course ,  much  better  dressed. ' ' 


HIS 
s 


range    was    limitless.    Interpreter 
again — "The    Lords    of    the    Ghost- 
and"    is    a    comparative    history    of 
religions.  Told  by  a  god   turned  minstrel. 


Theologians  might  learn  much  from  its  pages. 
He  speaks  with  the  authority  of  facts  twined 
into  a  priceless  tapestry.  No  explanation,  and 
no  solution  suggested.  Just  a  narrative  of  the 
well  known  initiates  that  gossip  inflated 
with  the  most  preposterous  immortality. 

With  the  delicate  hand  of  his  artistry, 
Saltus  turns  the  forbidding  gargoyles  of 
esotonc  philosophies  into  exquisite  minia- 
tures of  unbelievable  beauty.  The  learned  re- 
sent such  magic  that  shames  their  ponderous 
hands.  For  doom  is  written  by  this  bright  pen 
that  flashes  through  the  cowls  of  their  conceit. 
There  are  revealed  the  shams  and  contradic- 
tions of  history,  so  jealously  worshipped  as 
knowledge  by  those  who  are  called  wise  be- 
cause they  have  retentive  memories  or  a  flair 
for  forgotten  languages. 

The  ignorant  peer  with  myopic  eyes,  and 
whimper  of  shattered  idols.  Not  so,  save  for 
those  who  have  gaped  too  long  at  the  poly- 
syllabic disguises  of  their  deities.  This  curi- 
ous pagan  tears  away  the  trappings  of  verbi- 
age, and  whatever  is  beautiful  is  given,  not 
taken  away.  Perhaps  it  would  be  better  if  the 
majority  of  people  could  continue  to  believe 
in  St.  Nicholas.  That  is  no  concern  of  the 
artist.  The  futility  of  sterile  creeds  urged  him 
to  exploration.  Voila — the  strings  that 
manipulate  the  marionettes  lie  exposed. 
Saltus  pierces  the  veils  of  false  illusion  and 
speaks  lightly  of  what  he  finds,  to  hide  heart- 
break.  The  moron  sees  only  a  smart-aleck 

Continued  on  page  41 


es  Sir, 
these  are  ritzy! 

Full  cut  plus-fours  of  truly 
marvelous  imported  French 
flannel  .  .  .  rather  exclusive 
. .  .rather  expensive  .  ..they 
cost  $20.. .and,  By  Jove, 
they're  worth  it  I 


SQUARE 
MILES 


Capt.  T.  J.  Maher,  United 
States  Coast  and  Geodetic 
Survey  reports  that  the 
bays  of  San  Francisco,  San 
Pablo,  and  Suisun  coveran 
area  of  459  square  miles — 
or  yi  that  of  the  State  of 
Rhode  Island. 

Let  your  second  car  be  a 
boat  and  go  exploring  this 
inland  empire  at  your  very 
back  door.  Many  a  good 
boat  can  be  had  for  the 
cost  of  a  fair  car. 

YACHTSMAN'S 
HEADQUARTERS 

7  Front  St.,  San  Francisco 


Im  iiif  I  ij  s«ilon  ♦  fNilacc  hole  I 


Fair  One ! 


kcariii|i38cl 


Now  that  Autumn  has  surrounded  you  with  social  ac- 
tivities and  thrilling  events  .  .  .  now  is  the  time 
to  turn  every  moment  into  an  adventure,  to  make  a 
triumph  of  each  cocktail  party,  football  game  (par- 
ticularly the  Big  Game),  or  formal  evening  affair... 
by  looking  your  most  charming  best! 

Your  HAIR  should  have  the  glorious  sheen  of  perfect 
health,  as  well  as  a  becoming  wave  .  .  .  your  SKIN, 
a  creamy  texture  to  heighten  the  effect  ot  the 
alluring  feminine  mode  this  winter  .  .  .  your  HANDS, 
expressions  of  beauty  —  shell  like  nails  —  silver 
tipped ! 

Whatever  you  need  —  a  clever  manicure,  a  haircut,  a 
shampoo,  a  wave  (set  with  our  miraculous  new  waving 
lotion) ,  a  simple  clean-up  facial  or  an  elaborate 
reconditioning  treatment  —  come  to  our  charming 
Salon  at  the  Palace  .  .  .  staffed  and  equipped  for 
you. 

And  don't  forget  that  we  now  give  Swedish  reduc- 
ing massage  treatments  with  cabinet  baths  — 
beautifying  to  the  whole  body. 

Besides,  each  treatment  gives  you  fresh 
energy  and  new  vitality  for  the  winter's 
activities. 


May  the  current  season  see  you  always 
at  your  loveliest  — 

Yours, 

"Albert" 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


We  looked 
at  300 
Dresses  — 
and  found 
this  one 


The  frock  that  is  different — not 
too  extreme,  yet  with  a  dash  of 
day-after-tomorrow  in  its  make- 
up— a  frock  to  answer  the 
exacting  tastes  of  peninsula 
women. 


LEW  BROS. 

BALCONY  SHOP 
Burlingame  San  Mateo 


TbNiiHTf 


Near-sighted  Old  Ladv:  Tush.— tush— what's  going  on  here? 


Hi/it 


c  MADISON 

EW  YORK 


THE  MADISON  HOTEL  AND 
RESTAURANT  HAS  WON  THE 
HIGHEST  PRAISE  FROM  THOSE 
WHO  KNOW.  IT  IS  MODERATE 
IN  SIZE,  »  »  BEAUTIFULLY 
FURNISHED  »  AND  HAS  A 
UNIQUE  REPUTATION  FOR  THE 
EXCELLENCE  OF  ITS  CUISINE. 


THE  MADISON 


Madison  Ave.  at  58th  St. 
*     THEODORE  TITZE  ■  Mgr. 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


41 


Ed3 


ar  Saltus 

Continued  from  page  39 


mouthing  epigrams.  The  savant  sees  a  zealous 
paladin  of  beauty  and  cringes.  Saltus  passes 
on,  unaware. 

THE  artist's  personal  life  cannot  be  de- 
scribed in  a  short  paper.  His  absent- 
minded  contacts  with  the  world  interest 
onlv  sociologists  and  enemies.  He  married, 
on  occasions.  Saltus  was  a  genius  of  many 
personal  idiosyncrasies.  Thev  are  all  taken 
care  of  by  gossips.  Van  Vechten  savs  that 
Saltus  is  the  only  author  he  ever  saw  that 
looked  like  one.  A  finelv  shaped  head  lit  by 
great  slumberous  dark  eyes.  Well  knit  body 
and  something  of  a  dandy.  Saltus  was  of  dis- 
tinguished lineage,  enjoyed  a  cosmopolitan 
education,  and  inherited  enough  money  to  live 
comfortablv. 

A  catalogue  of  his  complete  works  is 
lengthy.  Novels,  essays,  histories,  biographies 
books  of  philosophy  and  poetry.  All  illumi- 
nated by  his  peculiar  genius;  all  strange  tap- 
estries woven  in  the  loom  of  his  fantastic, 
erotic  muse.  The  workaday  world  queerly 
inhabited  with  angels,  lzeds,  drvads,  peris, 
Roman  emperors,  Russian  tsars,  and  the  gods 
of  mythology. 

Through  them  all  a  whispered  presage  of 
his  tragedy.  Few  men  are  impervious  to  the 
lure  of  eudaemonism.  Gods  have  fallen,  and 
men  grew  wiser.  Man  survived.  The  artist 


knew  that  well.  Age  came  on.  Weariness  of 
love  and  pilgrimage  in  the  high,  inaccessible 
frontiers  of  dream  broke  the  strong  spirit.  An 
intellect  that  had  played  with  the  godhead 
meekly  accepted  the  proffered  melodious 
tautology  of  Theosophy.  Poe  died  from 
drugs  .  .  .  Lanier  from  the  white  plague  .  .  . 
Saltus  died  of  a  broken  heart.  It  was  the  price 
he  paid  for  revealing  the  secrets  of  the  gods. 

sonnet  upon  comparinng 

my  lady's  wallpaper 

with  my  own 

By  Robert  Hunt 
The  laughing  amorini  on  my  wall 
Are  faithful  far  more  than  you  are  to  me, 
Or  than  the  ladies  by  the  waterfall 
Of  Li  Tai  Po  on  your  Chinoiserie. 
Could  they  but  from  the  tyrant  wall  be 

free; 
Unbend  themselves  towards  us  and  move 

their  lips,- 
What  tales  of  faith  and  infidelity 
Could   they    unfold!    What   past   apoca- 
lypse! 
But  though  I  sigh  and  press  my  fingertips 
Against  their  rigid  sides,  they  will  not 

tell  .  .  . 
But  laughing,  scamper  to  the  roof  above, 
And  there  draw  forth  their  arrows  from 

our  love. 
The  Chinese  ladies  on  your  wall,  eclipse 
In  wisdom  such  as  they;  so  let  them  tell. 


Devil's  Work 

Continued  from  page  16 

father.  With  all  his  companions  he  deserted 
his  work  as  a  stone  mason,  and  fled  to  the  hills. 
And  of  American  masons  there  was  none  who 
could  tell  which  stone  of  the  ship's  burden  be- 
longed where.  And,  alas!  my  venerable  father 
never  returned.  Ai-yah1 

"But  I  knew  much  of  my  father's  thoughts, 
for  I  had  heard  him  make  oration  to  his  jour- 
neymen, in  which  he  made  clear  all  the  plans 
of  the  building.  And  I  could  read  more  than 
two  hundred  characters  of  the  text. 

"There  came  to  me  a  Portuguese,  a  man  of 
Macao,  who  knew  our  speech  as  well  as  that 
of  the  American.  And  to  me  this  Portuguese  of 
the  double  tongue  promised  two  golden  dol- 
lars each  day,  if  I  would  translate  what  was 
graven  on  the  back  of  each  stone,  well  know- 
ing that  each  block  had  its  position  well  de- 
fined. 

To  those  American  artisans  the  characters 
were  but  a  puzzling  cryptogram  to 
which  I  alone  held  the  kev.  My  venerable 
father  had  left  in  my  keeping  a  little  blue- 
bound  book,  on  whose  pages  were  written 
the  key-words  which  made  plain  the  meaning 
of  the  characters  chiseled  on  each  of  the  granite 
blocks.  I  was  proud  of  what  I  could  do  to  help 
the  rearing  of  that  noble  structure.  Therefore, 
it  was  because  of  my  puny  learning,  as  a  boy, 
that  yonder  building  came  to  be. 

Continued  on  page  43 


Post 
Street 
Cafeteria 
62  Post  Street 


For  thirty  successive  months  we  have  tried  to  lure  you 
through  this  doorway  and  up  the  bright  stairway  to  eat 
the  delicious  food  we  prepare  each  noontime.  Many  of 
you  have  come.  Others  we  hope  will  respond  to  this  the 
thirty-first  invitation.  We  invite  you  in  particular  because 
we  believe  that  you  who  read  The  San  Franciscan  appre- 
ciate quality  in  food  as  in  other  things.  We  feel  that  you 
will  enjoy  both  the  fine  food  and  the  colorful  setting. 

They  tell  us  we  serve  the  "best  food  in  town." 


H.LIEBESGbCQ 

GRANT  AVE  AT  POST 


The  Black  and  White 
Tweed  Coat 


H.  Liebes  &  Co.,  hav- 
ing consistently  spon- 
sored black  and  white, 


presents  its  most  suc- 
cessful version  in  finest 
imported  and  domestic 
tweeds  .  .  .lavishly  tur- 
tnmmed. 


69.50  to  95.00 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


These  exquisite  dancers,  recently  returned 
from  England  where  they  appeared  at  Lord 
Lonsdale's  Fiftieth  Anniversary  celebration, 
dancing  before  the  King  and  Queen  and  the 
elite  of  London,  will  arrive  in  Peacock  Court 
on  November  25th  in  time  to  participate  in 
the  festivities  which  will  close  the  fourth  year 
of  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins,  which,  in  com- 
pany with  The  San  Franciscan,  soon  enters 
upon  the  dignity  of  its  fifth  year.  Jack  Holland 
and  his  charming  partner,  June  Knight,  have 
appeared  throughout  the  East  as  well  as  in 
Europe. 


JACK  HOLLAND  AND  JUNE  KNIGHT 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


43 


Have  you  a 
Ticket  for  the 
Bi£  Game  ? 


That  question  settled,  you'll  want  to 
plan  your  corsage  to  fit  both  your  en- 
semble and  your  college1 


For  the  Big  Game  and  every  other  gala 
occasion  you'll  appreciate  our  individu- 
ally designed  corsages. 


And  your  Thanksgiving  party  will  be  a 
success  before  the  turkey  appears — 1/  the 
table  is  exquisitely  decked  with  flowers 
from 


THE 


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L  J.  Capurro 
Flower  Orders  Telegraphed  Anywhere 


Devil's  Work 

Continued  from  page  41 

"And  the  block  I  just  now  saw  bore  these 
figures:  1-12-3-4.  To  you  who  know  not  my 
wise  father's  book,  they  are  without  signi- 
ficance. But  I  read  them  thus.  'This  is  the  first 
stone  of  the  twelfth  course,  to  be  set  at  the 
southeast  corner;  the  figure  3  indicating 
south,  and  4  meaning  east." 

As  he  remarked  this,  Sing  Lee  became  sud- 
denly steeped  m  silence.  That  queer  sort  of 
stillness  that  is  only  momentary  but  profound, 
like  an  unexpressed  sigh.  And  in  that  one 
moment  I  felt  that  he  must  be  living  through 
manv  years;  years  that  were  far  away  but  that 
for  him  would  never  fade.  I  waited  in  respect- 
ful silence,  watching  for  the  slightest  hint  on 
his  stolid  face.  Then  he  continued  speaking. 

"The  ambitious  dreams  of  my  vanished 
youth  seem  to  lie  buried  under  the  wreckage 
of  that  fallen  bit  of  architecture.  The  twilight 
of  my  life  is  fading,  and  logically  night  must 
follow.  Tomorrow  I  shall  accept  that  which 
in  the  past  I  have  oft  refused;  the  help  of  the 
benevolent  Six  Companies,  who  will  pay  my 
fare  on  the  fire-ship  that  will  carry  me  back  to 
mv  ancestral  home.  Good-by,  learned  one." 

With  that  courteous  bow  common  to 
Orientals,  old  Sing  Lee  turned  away  and 
hobbled  up  California  street.  He  still  seemed 
to  be  mumbling,  and  I  fancied  I  could  hear  his 
"Ai-vah!  vim  kuung  ah!" 


Nelly4rfiiey,in«. 

J        354  Pest   Street 

jar  Francisco 


have  the  honor  to 
announce  that  they 
have  the  exclusive 
priviledge  of  selling 


ORIGINAL 
MODEL 
GOWNS 

A  new  collection  has  just 
been  received 


Hotel  del 

Always  Delightful 
For  Outings 

Only  a  half  hour  auto  ride  to  Agua  Caliente  amuse- 
ment center  below  the  border  with  its  colorful 
diversions. 

At  Coronado 

Daily  enjoyment  of  all  land  and  water  sports. 
Dancing,  concerts,  movies  and  special  entertain- 
ment attractions  in  this  homelike  hotel. 


C.  T.  Scott,  Agent,  2  Pine  Street 
Phone  DOuglas  5600 


Mel  S.  Wright,  Manager 

Coronado   Beach 

California 


The  Kitchen  Shop  of  Kratz 


Enola  Barker 


On  November  1st,  the  Kratz  Chocolate  Shop  at 
276  Post  Street  was  consolidated  with  Kratz 
Kitchen  Shop  at  555-565  Turk  Street,  the  actual 
source  of  the  world  famous  Chocolates  Kratz. 

In  this  picturesque  tavern  room  adjoining  the 
kitchen  made  famous  by  Kratz,  San  Fran- 
cisco's incomparable  confiseur,  you  may  buy 
the  Chocolates  Kratz  and  also  be  served  with 
delicious  Old  World  dishes  at  Luncheon,  Tea, 
Dinner  or  After-Theater  Suppers. 

Christmas  Orders  for  the  Chocolates  Kratz 
should  be  placed  NOW.  Telephone  or  write  to 


Ji 


555-565  Turk  Street,  between 
Polk  •and  Larkin 
GRaystone  4741 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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IN  OCTOBER  San" Francisco  is  the  most 
delightful  city  in  the  world,  and  on  this 
day  it  seems  more  attractive  than  ever  be- 
fore. Crisp  air  with  flooding  sunshine  as  a 
benediction.  Rugged  hills  and  turquoise 
waters.  The  thought  keeps  returning.  Good 
old  world. 

San  Francisco  has  vitality,  and  her  re- 
bounds are  almost  amusing.  After  fire  and 
earthquake  she  vigorously  rebuilt  a  particu- 
larly new  city.  A  year  ago  she  took  a  blow 
between  the  eyes  when  all  stocks  crashed, 
but  the  -wavering  was  of  short  duration,  and 
she  is  off  again  for  the  races  or  shall  I  say 
football  games,  hitting  on  all  eight.  Her  ma- 
ternal aunts  are  anti-depression,  anti-pessi- 
mism,  and  anti-gloom. 

One  day  this  week,  parked  for  twenty 
minutes  on  a  busy  street,  I  watched  a  vender 
selling  wrist  watches  for  one  dollar  a  piece. 
No  bird  dog  among  a  flock  of  quail  was 
busier.  He  took  in  simoleons  as  fast  as  a  gas 
meter  takes  slugs  and  it  was  sheer  exhaustion 
and  no  lack  of  customers  that  made  him  move 

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Individual  Instruction 
in 

Costume  Design 

Prolcltionalor  HomtUie 

Fashion  Illustration 

Millinery  Making 
and  Designing 

Commercial  Art 
Life  Drawing 

Interior  Decoration 

Dty  ana"  Evening  CUlin 

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8ooltl«t  on  request 
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on.  That  little  incident  was  one  of  many 
convincing  arguments  that  go  to  show  that 
the  stock  crash  is  "Ancient  History  all  told." 
A  visit  to  the  Art  Rattan  works  in  search 
for  sun  room  furnishings  I  came  upon  a  beach 
chair  and  the  thought  struck  me  forcibly  that 
not  one  of  these  is  ever  seen  on  our  beaches. 
Why?  Some  enterprising  young  man  could 
make  a  killing  investing  in  even  twenty  of 
these  chairs  and  charging  only  nominal  cost. 
They  are  badly  needed  on  the  beach  and  oh- 
h-h-h-h-h  we  would  look  so  Atlantic  Cityish. 
Every  piece  of  furniture  in  this  art  shop  is 
made  of  rattan  and  all  so  tempting  it  is  hard 
not  to  overstep,  however  my  purchase  of  a 
charming  davenport  and  two  end  smoking 
tables  made  me  very  gay — but  the  thought 
of  the  beach  chair  lingers. 

ALTHOUGH  one  has  unlimited  clothes 
this  season  a  suit  for  the  street  is  essen- 
tial in  San  Francisco.  You  can  be 
young  in  tulle  and  laces,  sophisticated  in 
lama  and  spangles,  seductive  in  velvets  and 
chiffons,  but  to  be  smart  and  chic  one  must 
have  a  good  looking  suit. 

Wanting  something  individual  I  called  on 
Violette  Curson  and  struck  oil.  Here  were 
manv  original  suits  of  British  tweed  and  one 
of  corduroy  that  struck  my  fancy.  Dark 
brown,  combined  with  a  blouse  and  scarf  of 
soft  green  routed  my  indecision,  and  I  am 
exultant  with  my  choice,  for  I  don't  want  to 
belong  to  the  black  and  white  union  that 
parades  Grant  avenue.  If  I  were  a  Damon 
Runyon  I'd  describe  it  as  a  knock  out,  for  it 
has  all  the  punch  in  the  world. 

Neva  Timmons,  133  Geary  Street,  is 
starting  an  innovation  in  facials.  All  of  us 
know  how  we  begrudge  time  for  this  fresh- 
ening-up  process.  I  guess  Miss  Timmons  has 


listened  in  and  is  inaugurating  just  an  half 
hour  facial  for  quick  pick-up.  In  other  words, 
if  we  don't  need  a  long  process  for  sagging 
muscles,  etc.,  this  half-hour  brightener  is 
every  bit  effective. 

O'Connor  Moffatt  new  candy  department 
opened  a  month  ago  with  a  bang  and  judging 
from  the  activity  over  the  counter  keeping 
track  of  calories  is  a  lost  art.  The  window 
display  of  glace  fruits  was  the  most  gorgeous 
array  of  confection.  A  basket  and  its  contents 
made  entirely  of  candy  fruit,  was  a  thing  to 
be  remembered  and  when  the  Japanese  wo- 
man standing  next  to  me  broadcasted  un- 
mistakably sounds  that  salivary  glands  were 
over-active,  I  almost  spoke  Mikado  and  said, 
"You  and  me,  old  thing!" 

THE  important  thing  in  our  wardrobe  this 
season  is  a  Sunday  night  dress.  They  are 
suitable  for  so  many  places  and  one  always 
feels  appropriately  gowned  but  never  over- 
dressed. H.  Liebes  had  the  foresight  to  place 
a  large  order  of  these  and  has  done  a  land 


TIRED 

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DIPLOMA   PROFESSOR      Suite  21 1  Elevated  Shops 
ulmann's  institute  150  Powell  Street 

STOCKHOLM,  SWEDEN  DOuglaS  6493 


of  NEW  YORK  CITY 

ESTABLISHED  1869 

Importers  of  Antique  and  Modern  Silver, 
Sheffield  Plate,  Fine  Crystal  and  China 

Where  the  treasures  of  a  collector  may 
be  purchased  as  gifts 


504  SUTTER  STREET 


SAN  FRANCISCO 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


45 


The  highest  standard 
of  cooking  is  main- 
tained at  all  times  .  . . 
your  guarantee  lies 
in  the  (act  that  all 
food  is  prepared 
under  the  personal 
supervision  of 

Mrs.  Belle  de  Graf 


Downstairs 

Monadnock  Bldg. 

San  Francisco 


CHRISTENSEN 

School  of  Popular 
Music 

Established  1903 


Modern    \  fi^//    Piano 
/      Rapid  Method     / 


JJJ 


For  beginners  and 

advanced   students 


Listen  to  Edna  Fischer 
KFRC  Evening  Broadcast 

Tuesday  -  Thursday  -  Sunday 


Burlingame 

1319  Howard  Ave. 

Burlingame  3438 


San  Francisco 
Elevated  Shops 
150  Powell  St. 
GArfield  4079 


office  business  of  them.  The  newest  tendencies 
is  to  conceal  and  reveal,  if  you  get  me.  Chif- 
fons over  soft  clinging  foundation  slips,  make 
the  figure  when  in  motion  look  like  the 
"Winged  Victory" — say  no  more,  Hector! 
Just  be  sure  the  form  is  divine  and  Percy 
however  dumb  has  eyes.  Among  many  other 
attractive  models  at  Liebes  is  the  separate 
Patou  tunic  smartly  Russian  and  worn 
equally  well  by  the  large  women,  for  the 
waist  line  is  flexible  and  can  be  adjusted  al- 
most Empire  height  or  dropped  to  the  hip 
bone  where  it  has  the  o.  k.  of  Chanel. 

Why,  in  America,  do  women  especially 
of  middle  age  herd  together  at  every  party. 
Women  are  fine.  They're  wonderful.  But 
aren't  we  surfeited  with  our  own  kind  at 
every  gathering?  The  younger  generation, 
thank  goodness,  seems  to  have  a  boy  for  every 
girl.  Thev  find  pleasure  in  swapping  ideas — 
for  a  man  and  a  woman's  opinions  are  entirely 
different.  I  value  a  man's  mind,  I  value  his 
decisions,  and  I  find  his  company  stimulating. 
Then  whv  find  oneself  conscious  of  scanda- 
lous eves  if  you  should  continue  a  delightful 
talk  with  your  dinner  partner  after  adjourn- 
ment from  the  table.  Look  around  and  see  if 
it  isn't  so.  Well,  it  is  just  too  bad,  but  I  am 
going  to  continue  to  be  a  target  for  eyes.  I 
fairlv  vearn  for  man's  society,  man's  talk. 
I  am  interested  in  his  clothes  and  the  way  he 
wears  them ,  and  right  here  and  now  I  have  a 
break  to  tell  you  of  a  man's  watch  seen  at 
Houston  and  Gilmore.  Used  for  dress  occa- 
sions, it  is  simply  plain,  as  fine  men  are,  and 
slips  like  a  locket  into  the  pocket  of  his 
waist  coat.  Pressure  of  a  spring  brings  a 
watch  of  Swiss  movement  upright  in  the 
case,  and  its  very  simplicity  has  swagger. 
Jewelled  bracelets  dripping  with  diamonds 
were  ravish,  but  the  watch  was  to  me  the 
most  fascinating  article  on  display.  Wistfully 
I  yearned  to  purchase  it  and  still  have  high 
hopes  that  the  Christmas  budget  will  take 
care  of  it  and  some  man  become  that  proud 
possessor.  Hats  oft  to  the  men. 

But  to  get  back  to  the  women,  one  still  sees 
the  Mesdames  Fred  McNear,  Wood  Armsby, 
Dalton  Mann,  Paul  Fagan  having  luncheon  in 
Peacock  Court  of  the  Mark  Hopkins.  It  is  no 
wonder,  for  Chef  Joseph  Meyer's  tempting 
specialties  such  as  his  salade  d'Ecrevisse 
Gourmet,  or  the  breast  of  Imperial  Squab 
Exquisite  lure  the  most  fastidious. 


The  Priceless  Gift 
oS  Good  Vision 

Have  your  exes  examined  now. 


137  Grant  Ave. 


SUtter  0277 


Special  reservations  are  now  being 
accepted  for  an  old  fashioned 

THANKSGIVING  DINNER 
before  an  open  fire-place.   Delightful 
for  families  and  private  parties. 

Telephone  SAn  Mateo  879  ,or 
Reserva  •  IONS 


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SAN  MAT EO-CAU FORNIX 

ON  THE  HIGHWAY 

Splendid  food  served  in  congenial  surroundings 


Anson  Weeks 
Orchestras 

MUSIC 

Supplied  Jor  All  Occasions 

Office 

FAIRMONT  HOTEL 

Telephone  DOuglas  8800 


Tunnicliffe 

Photographic  Portraits 

301    SHREVE  BUILDING 
POST  STREET  AT  GRANT  AVENUE 

DOUGLAS  2607                       SAN  FRANCISCO 

Real  Italian  Food 

Bohemian 
Atmosphere 

Luncheon 
35c  and  50c 
Dinner  75c 

LA  CASA  BIGIN 

441  Stockton  Street 
San  Francisco 


46 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


WOMEN'S  APPAREL 

Alma 

The  Bootery 

Cantilever  Shoes 

City  of  Pans 

Violette  Curzon 

Clemen's 

Du  Barry 

Nelly  Gaffney 

Gotham  Shop 

Louis  Gassner's 

Gerte 

Haddon  Hats 

Hale  Bros. 

Knox  Shop 

Kay's 

Levy  Bros. 

H.  Liebes  and  Company 

Lucien  Labaudt 

Margo  Modes 

Frank  More 

Molly  Merkley 

O'Connor,  Moffat t 

Poiner 

Roos  Bros. 

Esther  Rothschild 

Rhoda-on-the-Roof 

Katheruie  Rutledge 

Davis  Schonwasser  Company 

Schneider  Bros. 

Sommer  and  Kaufman 

Vahdah  Shop 

Walk-Over  Shoe  Co. 

Mary  F.  Walsh 

Robert  Wallace 

Frank  Werner 

The  White  House 

MEN'S  APPAREL 
Pete  Burns 
Booker  and  Peterman 
Bullock  and  Jones 
Fairmont  Boys  Apparel  Shop 
D.  C.  Heger 
Knox  Shop 
McMahon  and  Keyer 
Roos  Bros. 
Philip  Stearns 
Williams  and  Berg  Company 

JEWELRY 
H.  C.  Ahlers 
Richard  Adam 
Houston,  Gilmore 
Hemz  Bros. 
Shreve  and  Company 
Shreve,  Treat  &  Eacret 

BEAUTY 

Albert  of  the  Palace 

Carrick  and  Petersen 

Deubert 

Electrice  Beauty  Salon 

Elva  Beauty  Salon 

Guerlain 

Julia  Johnson 

Kaya  Lama 

Lesquendieu,  Tussy  Lip  Stick 

Mark  Hopkins  Beauty  Salon 

Palace  Hotel  Beauty  Salon 

Neva  Timmons 

Won  Sue  Fun 

RESTAURANTS  AND  TEA 
Belle  de  Graf 
Bib  and  Tucker  Tea  Room 
Courtyard  Tea  Room 
Casa  Bigin 
Julius  Castle 
Francis  Tea  Room 
The  Gypsy  Tea  Room 
Kratz  Gast  Haus 
The  Loggia  Tea  Room 
Mayflower  Tea  Room 
Cafe  Marquard 
Oak  Tree  Inn 
Post  Street  Cafeteria 
Studio  Tea  Room 
Russell's  Tea  Room 


San  Franciscan  Directory  of  Advertisers 


GIFTS  AND  ACCESSORIES 

Carmel  Art  Shoppe 
Miss  Clayes 
Chinn-Beretta 
Courvoisier's 
Der  Ling  Shop 
Dirigold 
Harry  Dixon 
Exchange  Gift  Shop 


HOTELS 

Ahwahnee  Hotel,  Yosemite 
Ambassador  Hotel,  New  York 
Ambassador  Hotel,  Los  Angeles 
Barbizon-Plaza  Hotel,  New  York 
Los  Angeles  Biltmore 
Santa  Barbata  Biltmore 
Clift  Hotel 
Hotel  del  Coronado 


Roger  Babson  says: 

"Advertise  more — now  is  the  time  to  increase  adver- 
tising appropriations. 

"Of  the  four  concrete  suggestions  (reduce  overhead, 
give  better  measure,  increase  research  work,  adver- 
tising is  the  most  important  factor  of  all.  Therefore,  I 
wish  to  go  on  record  today  as  definitely  advising  all 
clients  to  increase  advertising  appropriations. 

—September  10,  1930 

Therefore: 

We  take  this  opportunity  to  express  our  appreciation  of 
those  whose  cooperation  has  made  it  possible  for  us  to  ren- 
der effective  service  to  those  with  a  message  of  quality 
merchandise  or  service. 

We  further  ask  the  attention  of  all  San  Franciscan  readers 
for  the  messages  of  those  who  use  these  pages  as  an  adver- 
tising medium.  This  directory  includes  all  those  who  have 
advertised  in  The  San  Franciscan  the  past  four  years.  They 
deserve  your  consideration  because  they  considered  you 
and  your  needs  when  directing  their  message  to  you. 


Expert  Bead  Stringing 
Fairmont  Pharmacy 
S.  and  G.  Gump  Co. 
Henry  Hart 
Herman  Elsbach 
ane  Shop 

ones,  Pinther  and  Lindsay 
unior  League  Shop 
H.  L.  Ladd  Pharmacy 
League  Shop,  Women's  City  Club 
V.  C.  Morns 
Mosse  Linens 
Old  Venice 
Persian  Art  Center 
Rene  Willson 
Sahati's 
H.  Valdespino 

AUTOMOBILES  AND  BOATS 
AND  SUPPLIES 

Cadillac-LaSalle 

Chester  N.  Weaver 

Don  Lee 

Edward  Lowe  Motor  Company 

General  Petroleum 

Hebgen  Boat  Supplies 

Howard  Buick  Company 

(ohnson-Blalack 

Kresteller  Motor  Company 

Marine  Sales  Salon 

Renault 

Stutz  of  Northern  California 

United  Ship  Repair 

Union  Oil  Company 

William  E.  Hughson 


El  Mirador  Hotel 

El  Cortez  Hotel 

Fairmont  Hotel 

Feather  River  Inn 

Gaylord  Hotel 

Holly  Oaks,  Sausalito 

Hollywood-Plaza  Hotel 

Hotel  Lexington,  New  York 

Hotel  Mark  Hopkins 

Hotel  Madison,  New  York 

Maurice  Hotel 

Northwood  Country  Club 

Palace  Hotel 

Park  Lane  Apartments 

Hotel  La  Ribera,  Carmel 

Sir  Francis  Drake  Hotel 

Savoy-Plaza  Hotel,  New  York 

Tahoe  Tavern 

TRAVEL 

American  Express 

Canadian  National  Railway 

Canadian  Pacific  Railway 

Cunard  Steamship  Company 

General  Steamship  Company 

Holland-America  Line 

Hamburg- America  Line 

Libera  Line 

Los  Angeles  Steamship  Company 

Matson  Navigation  Company 

Panama  Pacific  Line 

Pickwick  Stages 

Pickwick  Airways 

Panama  Mail 

Southern  Pacific  Company 

Union  Pacific  Company 

Yosemite  Park  and  Camp  Curry 


THEATRE,     BOOKS,     MUSIC 

AND  ART 
The  Alcove  Bookshop 
Beaux  Art  Gallene 
Bosch  Radio 
Byington  Radio 
Grace  Burroughs,  Dancing 
Peter  Conley — Concert  Tickets 
Columbia  Theatre 
Courvoisier's  Little  Gallery 
Curran  Theatre 
Henry  Duffy  Theatres 
Paul  Elder  Bookshop 
Embassy  Theatre 
Fox  Movietone 
Geary  Theatre 
Gelber,  Lilienthal  Bookshop 
S.  and  G.  Gump  Company 
Frank  Carroll  Giffen 
Hargen's  Bookstore 
John  Howell's  Book  Store 
KYA  Radio  Station 
Lord's  Bookshop 
Little  Pierre  Library 
H.  Livenght,  Publisher 
MacMillan,  Publisher 
Newbegin's  Book  Shop 
Selby  Oppenheimer 
E.  A.  Portal,  Inc.,  Radio 
Players  Guild 
San  Mateo  Symphony 
San  Francisco  Symphony 
San  Francisco  Opera  Association 
Alice  Seckels 
John  Stoll,  Etcher 
Vickery,  Atkins  &  Torrey 
Women's  City  Club,  Lectures 
Western  Women's  Club,  Lectures 
Young  People's  Symphony 

FINANCIAL  HOUSES 

Anderson  and  Fox 
Bacon  and  Brayton 
Hendnckson,  Shuman  and  Company 
Heller,  Bruce  and  Company 
Leib-Keyston 
Logan  and  Bryan 
McNear  and  Company 
McDonnell  and  Company 
G.  L.  Ohrstrom  and  Company 
Pickwick  Corporation 
Leland  S.  Ross 
Ryone  and  Company 
San  Francisco  Bank 
San  Francisco  Mining  Exchange 
Schwabacher  and  Company 
Frederick  Vincent 
Wells  Fargo  Bank 
Walsh,  O'Connor 
H.  H.  Woolpert 

Wardell,  Taylor,  Dunn  and  Com- 
pany .      . 
Anglo,  London,  Pans  National  Bank 
I.  Strassburger 
William  Cavalier 
Hellman-Wade  Company 

FLOWERS  AND  FOODSTUFFS 

Foster  and  Orear 

Goldberg-Bowen 

Hills  Bros.  Coffee 

Italian  Swiss  Colony  Grape  Juice 

Isuan  Corporation 

Joseph's 

Chocolates  Kratz 

Podesta  and  Baldocci 

Plaza  Florist 

Mary  Phelps  Sanford 

PHOTOGRAPHERS 
Dr.  Alexander  Arkatov 
Ralph  and  Dorothy  Crawford 
Field  Studio 
Gabriel  Moulin 
Dorothy  Moore 
Walter  Frederick  Seeley 
Tunnicliffe 

Continued  on  page  47 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


47 


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I    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK    1 


SAVINGS  COMMERCIAL 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  10TH,   1868 


TRUST 


One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 
never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

Assets  over  $131,000,000.00     Deposits  over  $125,000,000.00 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,600,000.00 

The  following  accounts  stand  on  theBooks  at  $1.00  each,  viz.: 
Bank  Buildings  and  Lots  -    (Value  over  $1,925,000.00) 
Other  Real  Estate  -     -     -        (Value  over  $310,000.00) 
Pension  Fund     -     -     -     -        (Value  over  $690,000.00) 

Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4/^  per  cent  per  annum 
Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly 


Willi 


Sail  On!  Sail  On! 

Continued  from  page  37 

dreds  do  come.  There  are  sobs  all  over  the 
house,  Amens,  and  indistinct  murmurs — and 
always  Aimee's  husky  voice  hypnotizing,  urg- 
ing, pulling  them  towards  her. 

"Kneel!"  she  commands  them,  "kneel  and 
we  will  pray  together."  They  kneel. 

"Repeat  after  me."  She  throws  back  her 
head  and  prays  in  phrases  which  are  chok- 
ingly repeated  by  the  penitents, 

"Oh,  Lord,  the  great  Captain  .  .  .  I  free'y 
confess  my  sins  to  thee  ...  I  repent  of  my 
sins  and  renounce  them  .  .  .  And  oh,  dear 
Lord  .  .  .  I  am  happy  tonight  to  embark  with 
Thee  .  .  .  Guide  me  safely  into  thy  harbor 
.  .  .  Deliver  me  from  the  rocks  .  .  .  For 
Jesus'  sake,  Amen  ..." 

And  great  this  night  is  Aimee's  renown 
throughout  America,  for  before  she  dictates 
this  closing  prayer,  she  has  quickly  adjusted 
her  greatest  advertising  medium,  the  McPher- 
son  mike. 


'Now  maybe  I'll  get  the  respect  to 
which  I'm  entitled." 


INTERIOR  DECORATION 
AND  FURNITURE 

The  Antique  Galleries 

Adelia  Marie  Bernhard 

Emma  E.  Booth 

S.  and  G.  Gump  Co. 

Holbrook,  Merrill  and  Stetson 

George  M.  Hyde,  Inc. 

Georgjensen 

A.  F.  Marten 

Edward  Raymond  Mofntt 

William  D.  McCann 

Penn  Furniture  Company 

John  Quinn 

A.  Schmidt  and  Son 

Ruth  Schmidt 


San  Franciscan  Directory  of  Advertisers 


Continued  from  page  46 


W.  and  J.  Sloane 
Harold  Wallace 
Dan  Wallace 
D.  Zelinsky  and  Sons 

SCHOOLS 

Paul  W.  Black,  Bridge 

California  School  of  Fine  Arts 

The  Cedars 

California  School  of  Arts  and  Crafts 

Christenson  School  of  Popular  Music 

Dominican  College 

Damon  School 

Mrs.  Fitzhugh,  Bridge 


Sarah  Dix  Hamlin 
Betty  Horst  Studio 
Merriman  School 
Montezuma  Mountain  School 
Camp  Natoma 
Nob  Hill  School 
Betty  Noble 
Piano  Arte  Studio 
Ransome-Bridges  School 
Rudolph  Schaerfer 
Tobin  School 
Williams  Institute 
Anita  Peters  Wright 
Potter  School 


MISCELLANEOUS 
Anson  Weeks  Orchestra 
Call-Bulletin 
Carmelite 

Ellis  Realty  Company 
San  Francisco  Examiner 
Robin  J.  P.  Flynn,  Insurance 
Mark  A.  McCann,  Real  Estate 
Miller  Typographic  Service 
William  H.  Myers  Real  Estate 
Musical  East 
Patterson  and  Sullivan 
Pacific  Gas  and  Electric  Company 
Pacific    Telephone    and    Telegraph 

Company 
Phillips  and  Van  Orden  Company 
San  Francisco  News 
Visalia  Stock  &  Saddle  Company 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


YICKERY  ATKINS 
&  TORREY  ^ 

FINE   ARTS  &    INTERIORS 

IN  THE  GALLERY: 
NOVEMBER—  WATERCOLORS  BY 

STANLEY  WOOD 

DECEMBER  —  PHOTOGRAPHS  BY 

EDWARD  WESTON 

Also  being  shown 

Enamels  by  Molli  Juin 
JJ~o      SUTTER      STREET 


To  most  people 
this  is  a  meaning- 
less grouping  of 
lines  within  a 
square. 


Some  will  recognize  it  as  the  mark  that  can 
be  found  on  the  most  delightful  pieces  of 
furniture  in  their  home. 

EDWARD  RAYMOND  MOFFITT 

STUDIO— H.  L.  MACK  RANCH 
Monterey  1092  Del  Monte,  California 

Designer  and  maker  of  fine  furniture  and  antique  re- 
productions.   Designs    and    estimates    submitted    on 
request. 


Spanish  Colonial 

(mexican) 

Silver  Cup 


for  you  who  own  Spanish  Colonial 
homes,  what  more  suitable  than  sil- 
ver service  patterned  after  designs 
of  old  Peru  and  Mexico. 

Made  only  on  order  l>v 

HARRY  DIXON 

Tillman  Alley — 241  Grant  Ave. 
GA  rfield  1368 


She 


rassing  dhows 

Continued  from  page  29 

ings  and  drawings  are  being  shown  in  the 
studio  of  their  father,  Lucien  Labaudt,  on 
Powell  above  Sutter.  These  talented  young 
girls  have  recently  come  from  association  and 
work  with  Andre  L'Hote,  Marcel  Roche, 
Otto  Fnez  and  H.  de  Waroquter,  contempo- 
rary artists  of  post-Cezanne  France.  The  in- 
fluence of  each  master  is  seen  in  the  canvases 
tempered  increasingly  by  the  emerging  indi- 
viduahtv  of  the  girl  artists.  One  is  convinced 
that  they  have  learned  the  devices  of  these  men 
and  their  viewpoints — sharpened  tools  with 
which  to  fashion  their  own  expression  in  the 
years  to  come. 

Youth  of  another  sort  is  served  by  the 
nursery  rhvme  pastels  by  Dorothy  Dell  Logan 
at  the  Courvoisier  Little  Gallery.  Astound- 
ing little  bits  of  color,  matted  in  brilliant 
papers — characters  of  English  nurseries  made 
over  with  a  Vytlacil  recipe.  Humpty-dumpty 
falhng  oft  a  modern  wall — Miss  Muffett  with 
post-impressionist  mannerisms — Tom,  Tom 
the  Piper's  Son  conscious  of  spatial  relations! 
And  what  a  god-send  just  before  Christmas! 

I  wonder  whether  or  not  the  architects 
would  take  it  slightinglv  if  I  mentioned  their 
"extra-curriculum''  exhibition  next.  I  think 
of  it  next  because,  composed  as  it  is  of  the 
paintings,  drawings  and  etchings  done  when 
off  architectural  dutv,  one  feels  that  it  is  all 
very  happy  and  carefree — and  some  of  it  bears 
marks  of  student  davs  when  time  permitted 
creative  enthusiasms  freer  play.  Anyhow,  it  is 
interesting  and  you  can  drop  in  on  it  in- 
formally by  taking  the  elevator  to  the  6th floor 
of  233  Post  street  and  entering  the  studio  of 
William  Garren  and  Frederick  Reimers. 

THERE  are  numerous  other  exhibitions  to 
attend  according  to  inclination — at  Beaux 
Arts  there  are  two  showings  to  claim  vour 
attention,  the  San  Francisco  Society  of  Wo- 
men Artists  in  annual  arrav  and  a  choice  little 
group  of  flower  and  rural  landscape  paintings 
by  Beaux  Arts  members — etchings  by  A.  Ray 
Burrell  at  the  Gruen  Studio,  1800  Broadway 
— fairy-tale  illustrations  by  Harold  Gaze  at 
Paul  Elder's — facsimile  reproductions  of  the 
drawings  from  the  Uffizi  Gallery  at  the  Cali- 
fornia School  of  Fine  Arts,  Chestnut  and 
Jones — water  colors  at  the  Maiden  Lane  Book 
Shop — but  I'd  like  to  wager  that  no  other  one 
will  prove  as  stimulating  as  the  Stanlev  Wood 
show  at  the  Vickery,  Atkins  and  Torrey 
gallery — no,  not  even  the  Arthur  B.  Davies 
exhibition  at  the  Gump  gallery  of  graphic 
arts  for,  charming  as  much  of  it  is,  almost 
without  exception  these  are  Davies  water- 
colors  which,  being  shown  post  mortem, 
quite  evidently  bear  the  stamp  of  having 
missed  the  artist's  discriminate  selection. 

Four  years  in  succession,  Stanley  Wood's 
annual  one  man  exhibition  has  been  a  surprise 
to  me.  The  first  year  because  I  did  not  know 
what  to  expect.  The  following  years  because 
one  really  does  not  have  a  thrill  repeated.  So, 
this  vear,  in  spite  of  the  agreeable  surprises  of 
former  years  I  expected  Stanley  Wood's  show 


to  be  fine  but  I  hardlv  hoped  to  have  it  repeat 
a  fourth  time  the  original,  stimulating  experi- 
ence. But  it  did.  Having  visited  two  other 
galleries  that  afternoon  I  felt  not  particularly 
in  the  mood  to  see  more  paintings  (but  the 
magazine  was  on  the  press  and  copy  must  be 
in).  Wood's  watercolors  were  not  yet  hung 
but  as  I  sat  there  with  one  after  another  placed 
before  me,  I  began  to  be  excited.  I  had  ex- 
pected fine  things  but  nothing  like  these — 
a  gas  engine,  dark  metal  shadows — potted 
flowers  in  glorious  pattern — ships  of  the 
estuary,  dark  nosed,  rust  flaked  or  the  cool 
white  prow  of  the  "Bear" — more  California 
barns — a  red  cottage  ...  In  five  minutes  I 


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for 
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The  Cedars 

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A  itveXojiment  school 
for  nervous  and  retarded 
children. 


Ideal  climate — no  fog — delicate 
children  grow  strong  and  develop 
latent  talents. 

Address 

THE  CEDARS 

Ross,  Marin  County,  California 


NOVEMBER,  1930 


49 


had  forgotten  that  this  was  the  end  of  the  day 
and  that  I  had  felt  tired.  Life  held  zest.  The 
world  was  an  exciting  place  in  which  to  live. 
And  all  because  Stanley  Wood  had  looked 
about  him,  seen  beauty  and  restated  it  in 
fresh  terms  of  color  and  form. 

I  hear  that  camera  prints  by  Edward  Wes- 
ton will  be  shown  following  the  Stanley 
Wood  water  colors.  I  wondered  how  long 
Vickery's  would  hesitate  before  that  con- 
ventional stumbling  block,  "is  photography 
art,"  before  acknowledging  this  contempo- 
rary work,  which,  while  it  is  presented  in  an 
unconventional  art  medium,  has  so  much  a 
feeling  of  today  that  it  cannot  be  overlooked. 
The  scientific  attitude  of  Edward  Weston  is 
far  more  kin  to  that  which  is  characteristically 
modern  than  the  large  majority  of  painting 
today.  Even  as  an  etcher  acknowledges  the 
limitations  of  his  medium  and  is  successful  to 
the  measure  in  which  he  utilizes  the  virtues 
of  etching  for  his  expression,  so,  too,  Weston 
uses  the  camera  for  expression  that  belongs 
essentially  to  lens  precision.  The  result  is 
work  that  stands  by  itself  in  kind — work 
that  will  live  because  of  the  content  of  what 
Weston  has  to  say  rather  than  because  of  the 
technique  he  has  chosen. 

THE  inauguration  of  a  permanent  gallery 
in  the  California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor  for  the  showing  of  work  by  Cali- 
fornia painters  has  evidently  been  overlooked 
by  the  art  news  writers  who  have  contented 
themselves  with  restating  the  announcement 


Lament 

By  Constance  Ferris 

All  my  ways  are  weary  ways 
All  my  paths  are  grief! 
Can  it  be  that  anywhere 
Buds  the  lotus  leaf? 

Hand  in  hand  I  walked  with  you 
Through  the  shining  days! 
Now  that  you  are  gone,  I  tread 
Grim,  decorous  ways. 

Why  is  intrigue  ever  thus! 
Why  must  brave  hearts  roam 
Half  their  lives  in  loneliness 
Why  must  wives  come  home? 


Note:  Forced  to  choose  between  various  requests  for 
Miss  Ferris'  verse  we  decided  first  on  "Orthopedic 
Shoes"  but  wavered  in  favor  of  this  from  the  issue  of 
April,  1929. 


made  by  the  Palace.  Perhaps  they  have  not 
seen  the  initial  showing  of  more  than  twenty 
canvases.  Here  are  paintings  by  Constance 
Peters,  Pennoyer,  Frank  Van  Sloun,  Lucien 
Labaudt,  Ray  Boynton,  Millard  Sheets,  Al- 
bert Burroughs ,  Peter  Krasnow ,  Helen  Forbes 
Natalie  Newkmg,  John  Tufts,  Maxine  Albro, 
Lucretia  Van  Horn,  Haldane  Douglas,  Clar- 
ence Hinkle,  Margaret  Bruton,  Charles  Staf- 
ford Duncan,  D'Vorak,  Dorothy  Duncan, 
Lorser  Feitelson,  H.  Oliver  Albright  and  per- 
haps one  or  two  others  that  I  can  not  now 
recall. 


The  idea  of  having  a  gallery  at  the  Legion 
Palace  permanently  devoted  to  the  showing 
of  California  work  is  a  splendid  one  and  an 
innovation  for  which  Lloyd  LePage  Rollins, 
the  new  director,  is  to  be  commended.  The 
Palace  is  the  one  place,  which,  free  from  com- 
mercial or  affiliation  considerations,  could 
present  California  art  at  its  best.  The  selec- 
tion of  a  painting  for  this  museum  could  easily 
become  one  of  the  highest  honors  given  to 
artists  of  the  state. 

I  responded  eagerly  to  Rollins'  invitation 
to  see  the  initial  hanging  of  the  California 
gallery.  Knowing  that  the  director  has  but 
recently  returned  to  the  West  after  years  of 
study  at  Harvard  and  abroad,  I  hoped  that  he 
had  selected  this  first  group  with  eyes  un- 
prejudiced by  any  considerations  other  than 
the  merit  of  the  work.  I  hoped  to  find  a  gallery 
hung  with  significant  canvases  by  twenty 
truly  outstanding  figures  in  California  paint- 
ing. 

The  gallery  is  an  interesting  one  as  it  is  now 
hung.  The  variety  of  viewpoints  does  present 
to  a  degree  a  cross  section  of  western  work. 
One  fully  realizes  that  this  is  but  the  first 
group  of  paintings  and  that  individual  substi- 
tutions and  entire  changes  will  be  made  in 
the  showing  throughout  the  months  to  come. 
At  the  same  time,  one  is  not  made  conscious 
of  special  discrimination.  Patently,  Rollins 
has  made  no  attempt  to  select  "the  twenty 
most"  outstanding  artists  in  California,  as 
he  well  might  have  done  in  his  initial  grouping 


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but,  even  so.  several  of  the  painters  are  rep- 
resented bv  decidedlv  lesser  works.  This 
situation  will  undoubtedly  be  remedied  as 
Rollins  becomes  more  conversant  with  Cali- 
fornia art  and  less  pressed  by  the  initial 
responsibilities  of  his  new  position.  In  the 
future  I  hope  to  see  at  least  more  than  three 
new  San  Francisco  canvases  that  have  not 
just  recentlv  been  featured  in  a  Beaux  Arts 
group  exhibition.  There  is  little  virtue  in 
transposing  work  from  a  downtown  gallery 
to  the  museum  unless  it  is  selected  individu- 


als both  as  to  the  artist  to  be  honored  and  the 
example  bv  which  he  is  to  be  represented. 

Rollins  has  accomplished  much  already. 
His  insistence  on  intelligent  docent  service 
deserves  high  praise.  He  has  given  us  a  fine 
thing  in  the  exhibition  of  aquarelles  and 
sculptures  bv  Karoly  Fulop.  He  has  announced 
a  stimulating  program.  Let  us  hope  that  he 
will  not  fail  the  California  artists  in  giving 
them  the  discriminate  showing  to  which  they 
are  entitled. 


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The  San  Franciscan's 
Message 

Continued  from  page  6 

motion  pictures  and  Jack  Campbell,  London 
correspondent  on  theatre  and  drama.  Among 
the  voung  artists  whose  work  is  definitely 
associated  with  The  San  Franciscan,  there  is 
Antonio  Sotomayor,  the  young  Bolivian  artist 
whose  cartoons  and  drawings  have  appeared 
in  The  San  Franciscan  almost  from  the  first. 
The  past  vear  he  has  had  an  exhibition  in 
Mexico  City  and  two  in  San  Francisco,  and  he 
is  now  at  work  on  a  mural  commission  for  one 
of  the  leading  hotels  here.  The  magazine  covers 
for  the  first  year  were  designed  by  Catti  Mer- 
rick. Then  for  over  two  years  the  covers  were 
done  by  Ted  Van  Deusen  who  went  to  New 
York  earlv  in  the  summer  to  win  eastern  honors . 
This  month  we  repeat  one  of  Van  Deusen's 
covers  interrupting,  with  this  one  issue,  the 


'A  SMART  SHOPPE  for  WOMEN": 


Creations  "jyferveilteuses' 


Kay's 

Geary  and 
Mason  Streets 


featuring  a  distinctly 

individual  line  of 

the  smartest 


Gowns 

Qoats 
Suits 

& 

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series  of  striking  covers  done  by  Melbourne 
Bnndle  who.  though  very  young,  is  rapidlv  re- 
ceiving recognition  having  had  work  accepted 
for  exhibition  by  the  jury  of  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association.  Ned  Hilton  whose  cartoons 
and  maps  of  San  Francisco  as  well  as  his  page , 
"The  White  Card,"  were  a  regular  feature  ot 
The  San  Franciscan  for  more  than  a  year,  is 
now  bidding  for  national  attention  with  both 
his  writing  and  graphic  art. 

With  this  type  of  cooperation  behind  us. 
we  look  toward  the  future  with  high  hope. 
We  look  forward  to  further  encouragement 
from  those  already  established  and  to  giving 
an  initial  outlet  to  striving  writers  and  artists 
who  have  still  to  test  their  powers  on  the 
public. 

Already  we  look  forward  to  next  month 
when  we  shall  be  privileged  to  present  Henry 
Cowell's  account  of  his  visit  to  Russia ,  Charles 
Caldwell  Dobie's  comments  on  the  current 
New  \  ork  season ,  ' '  Impressions  of  Scotland 
by  Algernon  Crofton,  a  very  short  story  by 
Virginia  Bessac.  an  account  of  Navajo  dances 
as  seen  by  Raymond  Armsbv,  an  article  about 
old  San  Francisco  bv  Zoe  A.  Battu,  a  drawing 
of  Joice  Street  by  Richard  Stephens,  a  page 
devoted  to  the  work  of  Edward  Weston,  and 
other  features  growing  out  of  the  life  of  which 
we  find  ourselves  a  part. 

And  as  we  enter  the  fifth  year,  and  as  each 
month  passes  from  hope  to  accomplishment, 
we  trust  that  something  of  the  essential  life  of 
San  Francisco  and  the  West  has  flowed 
through  our  veins. 


My  good  man,  have  you  not  yet  seen 
a  light?" 

"Naw  —  An'  I   ain't  got  a   cigarette 
neither!" 


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II O  T  E  L 


In  Peacock  Court 


"The  metropolitan  personality  of  San 
Francisco  is  never  felt  more  than  when  one 
is  in  Peacock  Court  of  The  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins.  The  beautifully  gowned  women, 
the  smartly  groomed  men,  the  whole  at- 
mosphere of  sophistication  speaks  of  the 
self-suffciency  of  the  city.  Here  are  people 
who  are  equally  at  home  all  over  the  world, 
people  who  know  not  only  San  Francisco 
but  Paris,  Vienna,  London,  New  York. 
They  have  come  to  Peacock  Court  because 
they  know  it  as  the  heart  of  the  city.  They 
have  dined  by  the  windows  overlooking 
the  downtown  city  blocks  with  their 
lighted  buildings,  their  strange  silhouettes 
against  the  night  sky.  They  will  always 
remember  it  as  a  place  of  care-free  joy  where 
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CONTENTS 

DECEMBER,  1930 


Number  2 


Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

Recollections  of  Frank  Norris,  by  Barry  O'Dell  . 

Woodcut  by  Collins 

Prison  Brig  and  Buried  Treasure,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

Woodcut  by  William  Wilke 

Southern  Nocturne,  verse  by  Helen  Cowan 

From  Manhattan,  article  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

Sonnet,  by  Gabriel  Ondeck 

Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell,  drawing  by  Douglas  Crane 
Adventures  in  Soviet  Russia,  by  Henry  Cowell    . 
Spotlight,  dramatic  criticism  by  Junius  Cravens    . 
Causerie,  book  reviews  by  Frank  Fenton 
Elva  Williams,  portrait  by  Consuela  Kanaga  . 


Desert  Interval,  article  by  Raymond  Armsby  . 
Navajo  Sketches  by  Gene  McComas        .... 
Confessions  of  a  Commuter,  story  by  Virginia  Bessac 
Of  Edward  Weston — with  portrait 

by  Johan  Hagemeyer 

Dorothy  Spreckels,  photograph  by  Seely 

Reigning  Dynasty 

New  Year's  Eve,  verse  by  Elizabeth  Leslie  Roos 
Concerning  Grace  Borroughs        .... 
Grace  Borroughs,  sketch  by  Douglas  Crane  . 
Golf  Tournament,  article  by  Brookes 
Passing  Shows,  art  discussion  by  Aline  Kistler 
Dandelions,  woodblock  by  Albert  Barrows  . 
Grape  with  Thorn,  verse  by  Annice  Calland 
As  Seen  by  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley   .      .      . 
Christmas  Cuttings,  by  Mary  Louise  Wood    . 


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JOICE  STREET 


Richard  Stephens  has  made  a  series  of  drawings  of  streets  and  rooftops 
in  San  Francisco.  In  this  one  he  has  sketched  the  quaint  back  street  on 
Nob  Hill  which  is  widely  known  because  of  the  studios  and  apart- 
ments of  writers  and  artists  strewn  along  its  two  block  length. 


^Stin  fmnascm 

Telephotos  of  Scotland  and  England 

Random  Jottings  Made  Enroute  by  a  San  Franciscan  in  the  British  Isles 

by  Algernon  Crofton 


WHERE  have  the  vaudeville  acro- 
bats gone  to?  And  the  Swiss 
bell  ringers  of  yesteryear.  The 
ventriloquists  and  the  gentlemen  who 
used  to  imitate  cows  mooing  and  such  ? 
Well,  they  are  all  in  Scotland.  Some 
in  Edinburgh  and  the  rest  in  Glasgow. 
But  at  the  same  time  they  gave  us 
Harry  Lauder. 

Edinburgh,  they  say,  is  the  wicked- 
est city  in  the  British  Isles.  Doubtless 
because  of  the  head  waiter  of  the  most 
fashionable  dance  floor  in  Scotland's 
capital.  Believe  it  or  not,  this  exotic 
sheik  is  not  only  powdered  and  rouged, 
with  his  hair  marcelled  from  his  fore- 
head to  the  nape  of  his  neck,  but  his 
eyes  are  mascaraed  as  heavily  as  Anna 
Held's  ever  were  when  she  was  singing 
"The  Maiden  With  the  Dreamy 
Eyes." 

Scots  wha  hae!  And  shades  of  the 
Black  Douglas! 

• 
They're  a  hardy  race,  these  Cale- 
donians. A  stranger  in  these  parts 
asked  a  traffic  cop  where  he  could  find 
a  taxi.  "And  where  might  you  be 
going,  sir?"  asked  the  Gael.  Being  told, 
it  was  clear  a  load  was  off  his  mind. 
"Ah,"  he  smiled,  "you'll  no  be  want- 
ing a  taxi.  T'is  only  eight  blocks," 
And  it  was  raining. 

• 
A  chauffeur  hesitates  at  a  busy  inter- 
section downtown  in  Glasgow.  At 
once  two  volunteer  informants  ap- 
peared, one  at  each  side  of  the  car. 
"Are  ye  lost?"  they  inquired  directly 
and  without  palaver.  And  at  the  risk 
of  being  maimed  for  life  in  the  swirl- 
ing traffic,  they  hang  on  the  running 
boards  until  the  lost  are  completely 
found. 

• 
Let  who  will  argue  that  England  is 
through,  but  pay  no  heed  to  him,  if 
any  such  there  be,  who  includes  Scot- 
land in  his  dooming.  Sturdy,  compe- 
tent, dear-eyed  they  are.  One  senses 
strength  and  drive  as  in  Chicago.  Poor, 
yes,  but  who  but  the  stronghearted, 


and  the  able,  could  wrest  a  living  from 
this  land  of  mist,  build  the  world's 
greatest  ships  on  a  creek  and  make  the 
most  famous  of  all  marmalades  in 
Dundee  where  no  orange  ever  grew? 

Nor  is  poverty  here  quite  unani- 
mous. In  the  Malmaison  tonight 
champagne  was  popping  at  six  differ- 
ent tables  and  one  of  the  pops  was  a 
magnum. 

• 
Talking  about  complexions:  In 
Scotland  without  doubt  are  the 
world's  most  beautiful  skins.  No  poet 
should  be  allowed  to  run  at  large  until 
he  has  seen  Scottish  lassies  and  so  fore- 
sworn such  weak  descriptive  terms  as 
damask,  lily,  rose  and  peaches  and 
cream. 

Moreover  I  found  a  drugstore  which 
possessed  not  a  single  lip  stick.  "Look 
out  of  the  door  at  the  young  ladies 
passing,  sir,"  said  the  druggist — sorry. 
I  meant  chemist. 

• 
Police  court  dialogue  illustrat- 
ing a  Scotch  view  of  how  to  handle 
them:  Lord  Fleming — Why  did 
you  not  tell  your  wife  when  you 
were  sending  her  money  where 
you  were  staying?  Well,  I  don't 
reckon  that's  good  business,  a  man 
should  keep  these  things  to  him- 
self?  (Loud  laughter) . 

— Glasgow  Evening  News. 
• 
Why  Scots  leave  home:  "More  than 
30,000,000  people  attend  the  cinemas 
weekly  in  Great  Britain.  What  a  won- 
derful thing  it  would  be  if  30,000,000 
people  attended  the  churches  weekly." 
— Lord  Brentwood. 
• 
One  of  the  sad  sights  in  the  land  of 
the  leal  is  a  young  Scot  deprived  of  his 
sturdy  burred   accent   by   an   Oxford 
education.   The  bored  pose  which  is 
one  of  the  products  of  the  Great  Eng- 
lish University  becomes  an  affliction 
north  of  the  Tweed. 

e 

In  all  my  life  I  never  saw  so  many 


pregnant  women  as  on  the  Argyle 
Road  in  Glasgow.  Believe  it  or  not, 
there  were  five  in  one  block  and  we 
ran  nine  blocks  without  drawing  a 
blank.  Young,  too,  and  pretty. 
• 
When  the  Scotsman  does  anything 
he  does  it,  with  an  earnestness  which 
the  languid  Englishman  might  profit- 
ably copy.  Witness  this  sign  over  a 
little  shop  in  Carlisle:  For  Goodness 
Sake  Buy  Here. 

• 

HARD  times  in  England?  Well  not 
all  over,  it  would  seem.  In  the 
last  week  of  October,  seventy-five 
different  packs  of  fox  hounds  were 
scheduled  to  run  in  the  hunting  shires, 
not  to  mention  twenty-four  meets  of 
beagle  packs,  eight  harriers  and  even 
one  stag  hunt. 

• 

For  the  edification  of  those  who  do 
not  ride  to  hounds  there  were  in  the 
same  period  nearly  a  dozen  race  meets 
each  of  which  was  attended  by  thou- 
sands of  enthusiasts  at  entrance  prices 
ranging  from  the  humble  shilling  to 
what  would  be  in  American  money 
more  than  ten  dollars. 
• 

Nor  does  this  begin  to  touch  the 
immense  reservoirs  of  play  which  the 
English  keep  on  top.  The  morning 
Post  this  morning,  October  24,  lists 
eighty-one  Rugby  football  matches  to 
be  played  today;  and  seventy-four 
Association  football  matches;  and 
sixty-two  hockey  matches;  and  nine 
hockey  matches  between  teams  of 
women;  and  sixteen  lacrosse  matches. 

If  the  British  spectator's  yen  for 
games  is  still  unsatisfied  he  can  try  his 
eyes  at  walking  matches — yes.  Clari- 
ble,  they  still  have  walking  matches. 
Today  "the  first  seven-mile  road- 
walking  handicap  of  the  season"  is 
being  in  London.  Twenty  clubs  have 
entered  teams  and  "more  than  200 
individual  entrants"  will  compete.  For 
those  who  prefer  running  as  a  sport 

Continued  on  page  35 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


LAST  spring,  one  G.  Bianchini  had 
the  misfortune  to  go  bankrupt. 
'  Among  his  possessions  was  a  wine 
press,  and  this  he  failed  to  list  among 
his  assets,  submitted  to  the  referee  in 
bankruptcy.  The  attorney  for  his 
creditors,  an  unromantic,  overzealous 
and  unimaginative  fellow,  sharply  de- 
manded to  know  why  Bianchini  had 
failed  to  list  the  wine  press  as  an  asset. 

Whereupon,  the  defendant  rose  in 
court  to  explain  with  Latin  eloquence 
and  gestures  that  the  wine  press  was 
not.  strictly  speaking,  an  asset  of  his 
defunct  business.  The  wine  press,  he 
declared,  was  a  work  of  art.  an  antique, 
the  symbol  of  a  grand  old  tradition 
and  vanished  order,  not  to  be  involved 
in  legal  technicalities  and  vulgarities. 

The  referee's  decision  does  not  yet 
seem  to  have  been  made  or  announced 
publicly,  and  we  are  inclined  to  think 
that  the  point,  like  so  many  of  its 
kind,  will  be  suffered  to  remain  in 
obscurity.  Needless  to  say,  we  are  in 
full  accord  with  Bianchini's  argu- 
ments as  to  the  status  of  wine  presses. 
His  stand  may  well  start  a  custom  in 
California  of  making  public  and  pri- 
vate collections  of  wine  presses. 

FOR  long  a  certain  San  Franciscan's 
wife  had  beleagured  him  to  cease 
coming  in  at  unearthly  hours  of  the 
morning  as  he  did  too  frequently  to 
suit  her.  His  alibi  was  the  old  busi- 
ness-visiting— buyers -that- must -be- 
entertained  gag.  and  his  wife  had  ac- 
cepted it  albeit  with  certain  mental 
reservations. 

On  this  particular  evening,  how- 
ever, the  husband  had  kept  his  promise 
and  was  home  and  asleep  before  mid- 
night. At  three  they  were  disturbed 
by  the  striking  of  the  clock. 

"Wha-what  time  was  that,  dear?" 
He  asked  sleepily.  "Three,"  replied 
his  wife. 

"My  God!"  exclaimed  he,  sitting 


up.    "I  promised  my  wife  I'd 
be  home  before  twelve." 

WITH  that  inherent 
sense  of  paternalism 
possessed  only  by  a 
four  year  old  periodical,  we 
joyfully  welcome  to  the 
ranks  of  our  namesakes  the 
new  University  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. The  University,  of 
course,  is  new  in  name  alone, 
having  functioned  under  the 
title  of  Saint  Ignatius  Col- 
lege in  this  city  for  the  past 
seventy-five  years.  Let  us 
hope  that  the  new  name  will 
usher  in  with  it  an  era  of 
unprecedented  progress  and 
prosperity  for  San  Francisco's 
only  university. 


ARTIST:  My  good  man,  have  you  a  Saturn  3B  graphite 
soft  lead? 


A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  re- 
members the  sign  on  the  old  water- 
front— "Beds,   10c,  Clean  Beds,  15c. 

ALTHOUGH  sugar  in  coffee  is  per- 
sonally  distasteful,  at  times  we 
find  ourselves  mixing  Brisbane's 
paragraphs  with  the  morning  cup — 
there  is  a  strange  sort  of  curiosity  that 
brings  one  to  nibble  at  what  is  offered, 
even  knowing  beforehand  the  insipid 
substance  of  which  it  is  made  .  .  .  But 
this  time  we  were  rewarded.  Wrote 
Brisbane:  "David  Belasco  ...  is  said 
...  to  be  improving  and  'able  to  take 
nourishment.'  His  physician,  if  wise, 
will  see  that  he  takes  it  in  liquid  form 
and  very  small  quantities.  Many  that 
might  recover  die  because  loving  rela- 
tives or  unwise  doctors  insist  on  their 
taking  nourishment.  A  sick  man  is 
eliminating  poisons.  His  system  can't 
do  that  and  absorb  nourishment  at  the 
same  time.  Those  that  forget  it  are 
apt  to  die."  What  more  wonderful 
self-portrait  could  be  written  of  the 
average  meddling,  advice-giving  neigh- 
bor prefering  "old-wives"  talk  to  the 
physician's  instructions — only  Bris- 
bane counts  the  whole  world  his 
neighborhood! 

THIS  month  we  revel  in  bringing  out 
of  comparative  obscurity  another 
character  of  the  city  streets,  one  of 
nature's  noblemen.  Being  more  or  less 
a  gentleman  of  leisure,  his  sole  occupa- 
tion is  acting  as  voluntary  assistant  to 
the  car-starter  at  Powell  and  Market 


Streets.  Of  commanding  personality, 
and  wearing  an  officious  appearing  red 
badge,  street  car  conductors  hesitate  to 
go  forward  until  this  man  gives  the 
signal.  His  day  is  spent  in  scurrying 
back  and  forth  from  the  Powell  and 
Lddy  Street  terminals,  enlivening  the 
sullen  rush  of  downtown  traffic  with 
shrill  bursts  of  his  whistle.  His  name 
we  do  not  know;  the  conductors  re- 
spectfully address  him  as  "Chief"  .  .  . 
but  at  any  rate,  it  is  highly  improbable 
that  he  will  ever  attain  his  life-long 
ambition — the  position  of  chief  car- 
starter  of  Powell  and  Market  Streets. 

IN  THESE  columns,  we  ventured  to 
suggest  to  the  then  Mayor  Rolph 

that  he  inaugurate  his  governorship 
with  an  old  fashioned  inaugural  ball 
and  the  re-gilding  of  the  dome  of  the 
Capitol  Building  in  Sacramento.  As 
yet  Rolph  has  not  announced  his  in- 
tentions to  follow  specifically  these 
suggestions,  but  he  falls  readily  into 
the  spirit  of  them.  He  has  taken  steps 
to  have  a  military  band  permanently 
stationed  at  the  state  capital,  so  that 
it  may  be  on  hand  and  constant  call  to 
supply  rousing  and  suitable  music 
upon  all  major  and  minor  affairs  of 
state,  to  greet  celebrities  and  the  like. 

We  heartily  second  this  motion  of 
a  military  band  as  a  first  rate  idea. 
Official  affairs  at  Sacramento  have,  in 
late  years,  tended  to  lapse  into  matter- 
of-fact  ruts  and  routine.  But  a  military 
band,  dressed  in  full  regimentals,  will 
accomplish  wonders  in  reviving  that 
sense   of   pomp,    flourish,    lavishness. 


DECEMBER,  1930 


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ceremony  and  gallantry  upon  which 
the  great  fame  and  fine  traditions  of 
California  are  founded.  We  are  all  for 
the  band,  though  again  we  press  upon 
Rolph  our  former  suggestions  of  the 
inaugural  ball  and  the  re-gilding  of 
the  Capitol  Building  dome. 

Who  is  the  distinguished  guest  of 
San  Francisco  who  was  mistaken  for 
an  applicant  butler  when  he  arrived 
unexpectedly  at  the  home  of  one  of 
the  most  prominent  hostesses  in  the 
city? 

WE   TAKE   this   opportunity   to 
make  amends  necessitated  by 
the   receipt    of   the    following 
letter: 
Dear  San  Franciscan: 

I  have  had  a  suspicion  for  some  time 
that  my  writings  were  pretty  bad. 
Never  will  I  send  out  another  manu- 
script to  you  or  to  anyone  else — not 
after  receiving  my  latest  offering,  open- 
ing it  with  hopes,  only  to  find  laid  in  its 
fold  the  personal  card  of  your  editor 
with  the  inscription  "With  deepest 
sympathy"  written  across  its  face. 
Yours. 
"Crushed." 

We  deeply  regret  the  above  incident 
and  can  atone  only  through  these  pages 
because  "Crushed"  has  refused  to  in- 
close her  or  his  name  or  address.  It  is 
sufficient  explanation  to  say  that  the 
card  was  meant  for  a  facitious  friend 
who  has  recently  lost  a  pomeranian. 
And  truly,  pets  or  writing,  we  believe 
in  hobbies  because  sometimes  they 
grow  into  roan  stallions. 

WITH  awe  and  wonder  we 
watched  the  transformation  of 
Dewey's  monument  in  Union 
Square  into  a  great  silver  Christmas 
tree.  This  high  point  of  interest  in  the 
decorative  scheme  required  some  two 
weeks  to  complete.  The  man  in  charge 
of  the  job  informs  us  that  the  effect, 
while  very  impressive,  is  achieved  by 
simple  materials. 

The  scaffolding,  which  was  first 
built  around  the  monument,  is  com- 
pletely covered  with  tree  boughs, 
dipped  in  a  white  paint,  specially  pre- 
pared to  give,  in  the  sunlight  or  in 
artificial  illumination,  an  effect  of  hoar 
frost.  The  tree  boughs  are  overlaid 
with  triangles  of  tin  in  long  strips  or 
streamers.  Ten  tons  of  this  tin,  which 
is  merely  scrap  from  a  can  factory,  were 
used.  After  the  celebration,  it  will  be 
returned  to  the  factory,  melted  and 
converted  into  tomato  cans  or  similar 
prosaic  containers. 


Through  the  mass  of  tree  branches 
and  tin  are  strung  long  lengths  of 
colored  lights — some  15,000  in  all. 
Further  illumination  is  provided  by 
four  batteries  of  high-powered  spot- 
light. Should  it  rain,  this  gorgeous 
creation  will  not,  as  may  be  thought, 
be  ruined.  To  the  contrary,  it  will 
be  improved.  Any  slight  rusting  of 
the  tin  will  add  to  the  color  value, 
while  the  glistening  rain  drops  will 
heighten  the  general  effect. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  a  woman  who 
shops  in  London,  Paris  and  New  York 
but  buys  her  clothes  in  San  Francisco. 

SOME  like  funerals.  We  are  a  bit 
dotty  about  fires — the  crackling 
fireplace,  the  smoky  campfire,  the 
destructive  forest  fire — we  are  intrigued 
even  by  smoke  coming  out  of  the  base- 
ment. A  few  Sundays  ago,  we  re- 
sponded to  a  siren  call,  swung  in  be- 
hind the  chief's  car  and  took  up  the 
chase,  throttle  wide  open.  After  defy- 
ing death  and  traffic  cops  we  almost 
bumped  the  red  car  ahead  as  it  stopped 
in  front  of  the  Elks  Club.  The  driver 
dashed  through  the  doorway — ah,  not 
a  fire,  but  a  pulmotor  job !  But  the  next 
minute  he  was  back  again,  in  the  ma- 
chine and  on  his  way  with  a  blood- 
curdling out-of-the-way  blare.  Upon 
inquiring  within,  we  learned  that  the 
policemen  and  firemen  were  playing 
their  annual  game  of  baseball  and  that 


the  large  number  of  "over  the  fence" 
hits  had  entirely  depleted  the  supply  of 
balls — so  the  chief's  car  had  been  re- 
quisitioned. Something  ought  to  be 
done  about  this  raising  of  false  hopes. 

CAN  you  imagine  a  screen  celebrity, 
a  sensational  new  society  debu- 
tante, a  grand  opera  star  or  an 
internationally  known  diplomat  being 
envious  of  the  world-wide  publicity 
being  accorded  a  masseuse?  The  situa- 
tion seems  impossible,  doesn't  it?  And 
yet  that  is  -the  case  with  Sylvia  of 
Hollywood.  She  is  almost  five  feet 
tall.  She  weighs  nearly  one  hundred 
pounds.  Nevertheless  many  a  "world 
figure"  (accent  on  the  second  word) 
will  tell  you  that  Sylvia  possesses  a 
"wallop"  that  even  Jack  Dempsey  in 
his  prime  could  not  improve  on.  That 
"wallop"  keeps  most  of  the  screen  stars 
in  proper  form  for  the  rigid  and  exact- 
ing requirements  of  their  profession. 
Incidentally,  it  keeps  Sylvia  working 
on  an  average  of  sixteen  hours  each 
day,  pounding  off  excess  flesh  of  groan- 
ing clients — clients  that  come  back  for 
more.  "The  New  York  Daily  News" 
called  Sylvia  "the  William  Muldoon 
of  the  movies,"  and  the  Jersey  City 
Journal  claims  that  "Sylvia  made  Alice 
White's  legs,  and  Mae  Murray's  Sil- 
houette." 

And  now  Sylvia  has  written  a  book 
which  is  at  the  present  moment  in  the 
hands  of  a  New  York  publisher.  It  is 
called  "Hollywood  Undressed." 


'Er  .  .  .  Miss  Scroggins,  take  a  letter." 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Recollecting  Frank  Norris 


by  Barry  O'Dell 


FRANK  NORRIS 


HOW  well  we  know  the  difficulties 
of  a  freshman,  but  a  literary 
freshman  is  another  thing.  There 
are  no  literary  freshmen  on  the  Berke- 
ley campus  now.  (They  wait  a  year) . 
During  the  early  Nineties  there  were; 
Frank  Norris  was  one  of  them.  To 
the  few  students  who  admired  the  un- 
usual. Norris  was  all  they  could  hope 
to  find  on  a  Western  campus:  a  Pari- 
sian air,  Parisian  latin-quarter  side 
burns  down  a  lean  face,  a  literary  tem- 
perament, and  a  "yen"  for  art.  The 
hopes  of  the  literati  were  fulfilled  with 
the  publication  of  YVERNELLE,  a 
book  of  verse. 

Be-jeaned  and  rough  campus  men 
took  offense  at  this  poet  in  their  midst 
and  the  Blue  and  Gold,  1892,  aimed 
this  shaft  at  Frank  Norris : 

"Tis  pleasant  sure  to  see  one's 

name  in  print; 
A  book's  a  book  although  there's 

nothing  in  't." 

The  thrust  was  good  publicity  for 
Norris,  for  his  first  book  was  well 
borrowed  and  loaned  in  Berkeley; 
poor  copies  turn  up  in  that  city  quite 
often.  YVERNELLE  is  quite  scarce, 
and  worth  a  goodly  sum  in  fine  con- 
dition. 

If  there  were  such  a  thing  as  a  one- 
man  book  in  the  Nineties.  Frank 
Norris  produced  it;  it  was  the  Blue 
and  Gold,  1893.  This  issue  of  the 
annual  contained  thirty  drawings,  two 
short  stories,  a  two-act  play,  the  de- 
sign for  the  binding,  the  decoration 
for  the  dedication  page,  and  a  photo- 
graph— all  representing  Frank  Norris. 

To  anyone  who  had  gained  such  a 


reputation  in  college 
as  Norris  had  by  the 
time  he  was  a  junior 
there  could  be  no  such 
word  as  stop.  He  must 
go  forth  to  future 
glories,  not  in  illustra- 
tion, but  as  a  writer. 
He  would  interpret 
American  life  in  the 
Continental  manner. 
He  would  fulfill  the 
desires  of  the  small 
group  of  literati  who 
called  him  a  "nice  per- 
son." He  would  show 
those  student-writers 
who  have  since  faded 
away — today  they  are 
our  eminent  lawyers, 
inconspicuous  teach- 
ers, and  adoring  liter- 
ary wives. 
THERE  is  no  more  glamorous  period 
in  the  history  of  English  letters 
than  the  mauve  decade;  it  saw  the 
breaking  up  of  the  Wilde  party, 
Beardsley  in  his  intoxicated  moments, 
Shaw  in  a  heat  before  he  saw  the  use- 
lessness  and  became  the  silly  emperor 
of  the  dramatic  universe.  It  was  Gals- 
worthy reading  the  plays  of  Haupt- 
man,  which  he  later  re- wrote  for  the 
English  stage;  he  read  The  Weavers 
and  wrote  Strife  a  few  years  later; 
he  gleaned  The  Little  Dream  from 
Hannes  Himmelfahrt.  "But  that's  en- 
other  story,"  for  which  we  credit 
Rudyard  Kipling,  although  he  would 
not  appreciate  it,  Kipling  hates  to  be 
associated  with  a  phrase,  especially 
when  he  has  not  used  that  particular 
one  for  thirty-five  years.  It  was  in  the 
same  Nineties  that  Kipling  walked 
down  Market  Street  with  the  rejected 
manuscript  of  Kim  beneath  his  arm. 
He  had  submitted  it  to  "The  Exam- 
iner" for  the  Sunday  issue. 

Frank  Norris,  however,  was  not  in- 
fluenced by  this  disturbance:  he  was 
interpreting  American  life  in  the 
French  manner.  Zola,  Stevenson,  and 
the  Indian  stories  of  Kipling  were  his 
models.  Sensitive,  forceful,  energetic 
he  began  his  novels.  "McTeague,"  the 
most  powerful  picture  of  San  Fran- 
cisco so  far  produced,  brought  atten- 
tion to  him.  It  was  realism,  too  rea- 
listic for  Mrs.  Frank  Doubleday,  the 
wife  of  the  publisher,  who  requested 
that  page  106  be  altered.  So,  in  com- 
pliance, the  publisher  tore  out  the  page 
after  but  a  few  had  been  issued,  for 
which  the  owners  of  the  advance  copies 
are  thankful.  Mrs.  Doubleday  did  not 


believe  it  proper  that  an  author  should 
think  of  a  child's  necessities,  and  es- 
pecially not  when  the  child  was  in  the 
theatre  with  his  mother  and  her  gentle- 
man friend.  The  publisher  agreed  with 
his  wife  and  now  collectors  of  Frank 
Norris  have  their  moments,  this  being 
the  last  word  on  the  page  in  the  ad- 
vance issue,  now  worth  well  over  a 
hundred  dollars. 

IF  NORRIS  had  not  traveled  into 
torrid,  fever-infested  countries  which 
resulted  in  his  death  we  would  be 
closer  to  what  America  hopes  to  pro- 
duce— the  great  American  novel.  Nor- 
ris, in  his  Epic  of  the  Wheat,  attempted 
this  great  work,  but  he  did  not  live  to 
complete  the  third  novel  of  the  trilogy. 
The  first,  "The  Octopus."  dealing 
with  the  production  of  wheat  in  Cali- 
fornia, stands  today  as  Norris'  greatest 
contribution  to  American  letters.  In 
this  magnificent  illustration  of  the 
power  which  economic  machinery  has 
over  the  primary  elements  of  life 
Norris  was  at  his  best.  Norris  was  in 
sympathy  with  the  farmers  so  thor- 
oughly that  he  heaps  upon  the  head  of 
the  villain  every  accusation,  making 
the  railroad  agent  the  symbol  of  hatred 
in  the  system  which  thus  comes  wan- 
tonly between  food  and  hunger.  The 
end  finds  the  farmers  beaten,  the  agent 
suffkated  under  a  stream  of  wheat 
which  is  again  a  symbol — "the  wheat 
which  comes  from  the  abundant  earth 
and  moves  irresistibly  to  its  appointed 
purpose,  guided,  of  course,  by  men, 
and  fought  and  played  over  by  them, 
but  always  their  master  as  well  as  their 
sustenance." 

This  was  the  perfect  picture  of  Cali- 
fornia life,  in  strong  style,  rapid  move- 
ment, and  livid  scenes. 

"The  Pit"  was  the  second  of  the 
trilogy;  it  deals  with  the  distribution 
of  wheat  through  the  Chicago  Board 
of  Trade.  This  novel  presents  an  in- 
teresting bibliographical  problem 
which  was  but  recently  made  known 
by  a  western  bibliographer  whose  de- 
cisions are  now  published.  There  was 
a  presentation  issue  which  is  very 
scarce,  but  the  correct  first  edition  is 
almost  as  rare  as  the  advance  issue. 
The  publisher's  presentation  issue  is  in 
board  covers,  with  paper  labels  and 
contains  a  portrait  of  the  author  as  a 
frontispiece.  The  first  edition,  accord- 
ing to  Harvey  Taylor,  the  Norris  bib- 
liographer, is  in  red  cloth:  the  design 
on  the  cover  containing  three  ears  of 

Continued  on  page  39 


DECEMBER,  1930 


13 


Prison  Brig  and  Buried  Treasure 

Zoe  A.  Battu 


by 


yERBA  BUENA.  which  became  San 
Francisco,  had  virtually  no  need 
of  a  prison.  It  was  a  small  Spanish 
village,  and  its  society  was  pastoral, 
military  and  ecclesiastical.  Inhabitants 
of  the  hamlet  did  not  take  work,  their 
virtues  or  sin  too  seriously,  and  so 
have  been  rightly  rated  as  well  along 
the  road  to  civilization. 

For  so  small  a  community,  there 
were,  to  be  sure,  a  good  deal  of  over- 
indulgence in  wines,  disputes  of  the 
gaming  tables,  feuds  and  rivalry  over 
women.  The  principals  to  these  af- 
fairs settled  them  in  the  grand  and 
chivalrous  manner  with  gun  play  and 
flashing  of  knives,  while  the  rest  of 
the  populace  smoked  cigarettes,  looked 
on,  and  eventually  dismissed  the  whole 
business  with  a  shrug  of  the  shoulders. 
Occasionally  some  one  rode  into  town 
and  by  the  pettiness  of  his  crimes  or 
pilfering  or  his  unromantic  methods, 
outraged  the  public  code  of  manners, 
morals  and  laws.  Or  maybe  he  stole 
a  horse,  which  was  a  high  misde- 
meanor. For  such  as  these,  Yerba 
Buena  maintained  a  small  prison. 

This  simple  state  passed  with  the 
conquest  of  California  by  the  Gringo, 
the  discovery  of  gold,  the  vast  rush  of 
white  men  into  the  land.  Yerba  Buena 
was  no  more.  San  Francisco  was  born 
with  a  whoop  and  skyrocketing  of 
prices.  There  was  suddenly  a  carnival 
of  crimes,  sordidly  conceived,  hastily 
and  starkly  executed,  and  a  great  talk 
of  law,  order  and  the  genius  of  the 
Anglo  Saxon  for  legal  organization. 
There  was  suddenly  a  pressing  need 
for  a  larger  prison,  and  the  native 
Californians  were  cussed  out  because 
they  had  bequeathed  to  the  new  order 
such  a  small,  inadequate  one. 

But  everybody  was  so  busy  making 
money  that  no  one  could  take  time  to 
consider  fully  the  problem  of  a  prison. 
Presently,  though,  an  easy  way  out 
was  found.  The  harbor  was  full  of 
ships — fine,  seaworthy  craft,  lying 
idle  and  neglected,  because  their  cap- 
tains and  crews  had  deserted  them  and 
made  off  to  the  gold  fields.  The  town 
council  got  a  brilliant  idea — or  maybe 
it  was  some  one  else  got  the  idea  and 
"sold"  it  to  the  council — but  anyway, 
the  council  purchased  the  abandoned 
brig,  Euphemia,  anchored  her  off  the 
Sacramento  street  wharf  and  trans- 
formed her  into  a  prison. 

Exact  details  of  the  Euphemia's 
career  as  a  prison  ship  appear,  merci- 
fully, to  be  lacking.  It  was  likely  short. 


In  a  city,  which  in  the  first  five  years 
of  its  existence  averaged  around  five 
hundred  murders  a  year  and  less  than 
fifty  hangings  yearly,  plus  other  crimes 
without  number  and  description,  the 
Euphemia  was  obviously  quickly 
swamped  beneath  the  rising  tide  of 
lawlessness  and  violence. 

THE  custom,  however,  of  putting  the 
deserted  ships  of  the  harbor  to 
various  uses  became  general  in  early 
San  Francisco,  and  one  that  provided 
the  city  with  several  charming  touches 
of  "local  color." 

Adjacent  to  and  easily  accessible  to 
the  Euphemia  was,  as  may  be  seen  in 
the  illustration,  the  Apollo  Saloon. 
The  Apollo  was  likewise  an  aban- 
doned ship,  which  a  resourceful  specu- 
lator had  grounded  at  the  foot  of 
Sacramento  street  and  converted  into 
a  saloon  and  hotel.  The  position  of 
the  Euphemia  in  relation  to  the  Apollo 
was  a  very  handy  one  for  the  city 
jailers  and  guardians  of  the  law.  To 
those  officially  detained  on  the  prison 
ship  the  arrangement  was  a  very  ag- 
gravating one.  In  this  matter  of  con- 
venience of  the  city 
prison  to  cheer  and 
sustenance  for  its 
personnel  and  men- 
tal harrassment  for 
its  guests,  San 
Francisco  has  made 
no  changes.  To  this 
day  the  situation  is 
the  same  as  when 
the  Apollo  Saloon 
stood  at  the  then 
foot  of  Sacramento 
street  and  the  Eu- 
phemia was  an- 
chored a  short  dis- 
tance from  its  front 
porch. 

Just  north  and 
west  of  the  Apollo 
Saloon,  at  a  point 
that  is  now  Clay 
and  Sansome  sts., 
there  stood  for  sev- 
eral years  the  Hotel 
Niantic,  which  had 
started  out  in  life 
as  the  good  ship 
Niantic.  With  the 
filling  in  of  the 
waterfront  below 
Montgomery  street 
the  hull  of  the  Ni- 
antic was  allowed 


to  stand  undisturbed  and  was  buried 
deeply  beneath  mud  and  sand. 

Upon  the  dry  land  and  site  so 
created,  the  second  Hotel  Niantic  rose 
and  flourished  for  many  years.  At 
length,  however,  the  hotel  was  torn 
down  to  make  room  for  a  new  build- 
ing. As  contractors  were  excavating 
for  the  foundations  of  this  structure, 
they  came  upon  the  hull  of  the  one- 
time ship,  Niantic.  The  ancient  hull 
was  still  sound  and  perfectly  em- 
balmed by  its  covering  of  mud  and 
sand.  Within  the  hull  were  found  four 
pipes  of  French  Cognac  and  thirty-five 
baskets  of  Champagne,  aged  to  rare 
mellowness  by  the  long  submersion. 
It  is  rumored  that  some  of  it  is  still 
stored  in  a  San  Francisco  millionaire's 
cellar. 


Southern  Nocturne 

by  Helen  Cowan 

I  would  be  the  sky  tonight,  beloved, 

A  heathen  sky, 

A  negro  goddess  decked  in  stars. 

Red  stars  for  my  hair, 

Yellow  jewels  on  my  throat, 

Blue  fire  at  my  breast. 

I  should  be  still,  beloved,  as  skies  are  still, 

To  feel  Night's  lips  on  my  feet, 

To  hear  his  whisper. 


COURTESY  SHREVE  TREAT  EACRET 


PRISON  BRIG  "EUPHEMIA"  SAN  FRANCISCO  1849 


William  H.  Wilke 


14 


From  Manhattan 


An  Open  Letter  from  the  Caliph  on  Broadway 

by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


IT  IS  strange  how  one  becomes  accus- 
tomed to  a  particular  section  of  the 
city.  Previously,  when  I  visited  New 
York  I  had  always  camped  in  the 
shadow  of  Washington  Square,  if  a 
square  can  be  said  to  throw  a  shadow. 
But  this  time,  thought  I,  progress  will 
be  my  watchword,  so  I  hied  myself  to 
a  towering  hotel  in  the  roaring  fifties, 
with  local  and  express  elevators,  and 
haughty  flunkies  in  wine  colored  liv- 
eries, and  the  last  word  in  modern 
furniture.  I  stayed  with  it  a  week  and 
then  flew  down  to  the  Grosvenor  on 
lower  Fifth  avenue,  where  on  the 
second  day  the  doorman  and  the  ele- 
vator boys  called  me  by  name  and  I 
became  an  entity  again.  And  here  I 
will  stay  until  they  put  me  out.  for  it 
is  one  of  those  rare  hosteleries  where 
everything  is  accomplished  mysteri- 
ously and  noiselessly  without  the 
slightest  bustle  of  any  kind — a  pool  of 
quiet  in  a  hurricane  of  sound  and  fury. 
If  you  are  in  a  depressed  state  of 
mind  stay  away  from  New  York.  It 
has  the  stock  market  blues  and  "wery" 
bad  case  at  that,  as  Sam  Wellcr  would 
have  said.  It  is  not  only  feeling  the 
national  depression  but  a  local  depres- 
sion as  well.  For  let  me  whisper  in 
your  conservative  San  Francisco  ear, 
New  York  is  a  boom  town  that  is  be- 
ginning to  deflate.  According  to  the 
last  census  the  borough  of  Manhattan 
lost  in  population  nearly  500,000 
people.  They  moved  away  to  Jersey, 
to  Queens,  to  the  Bronx,  very  much  as 
a  large  section  of  San  Francisco  moved 
away  to  Burlingame  and  Sausalito  and 
the  Alameda  side.  Now  a  half  million 
people  is  a  lot  to  lose — as  a  matter  of 
fact  they  represent  just  about  the  entire 
population  of  the  San  Francisco  east 
bay  shore.  But  notwithstanding  this 
exodus  the  buildings  continued  to 
shoot  up  into  the  sky  all  the  way  from 
fifty  to  eighty  stories.  It  was  the  Henry 
Ford  formula  in  other  terms.  Henry 
said:  "Turn  out  motor  cars  and  there 
will  be  buyers."  The  New  York  real- 
tor said:  "Provide  buildings  and  you 
will  have  tenants."  So  up  went  the 
buildings  —  hotels,  business  blocks, 
apartment  houses.  The  result  is  a 
forest  of  to-let  signs,  especially  in  the 
older  sections  of  the  town. 


Naturally,  tenants  flock  to  the  new 
buildings,  although  it  is  said  that  even 
in  these  the  crush  is  not  overwhelming. 
Particularly  has  the  hotel  game  been 
over-played.  I  understand  that  several 
of  the  newer  hotels  have  closed  up  cn- 


Sonnet 

by  GABRIEL  ONDECK 

If  loving  were  a  bit  more  difficult 
Or  you  were  not  so  easily  possessed, 
I'd  take  more  interest  in  the  net  result 
Of  your  responses  to  an  old  request. 
If  it  required  a  more  exacting  art 
Than  mere  submissiveness  for  me  to  sue 
For  favors  you  had  granted  from  the  start, 
Perhaps  I'd  find  more  zest  in  loving  you. 
But  as  it  is,  I  shall  not  deign  to  ask 
The  payment  of  a  debt  you  do  not  owe, 
Or  give  unto  myself  the  selfish  task 
Of  reaping  harvests  that  I  did  not  sow 

Unless,  of  course,  you  suddenly  decide 
That  love  must  be  demanded,  not  supplied. 

tire  floors  to  reduce  the  service  expenses. 
Usually  by  the  first  of  October  all  the 
livable  apartments  are  taken  for  the 
winter.  But  this  year  sign  after  sign 
informs  the  passer-by  that  accommo- 
dations are  to  be  had  and  since  nobody 
moves  in  this  climate  after  November 
1st,  at  the  latest,  the  answer  is  that 
these  apartments  and  flats  will  remain 
vacant  all  winter.  So  far  the  landlords 
have  held  on  haughtily  to  their  high 
prices  but  next  spring  there  is  going  to 
be  an  awful  drop  or  I  miss  my  guess. 
In  short,  as  a  prominent  writer  said  to 
me  the  other  day,  "New  York  is  suffer- 
ing from  elephantisis." 

But  whatever  one  may  say  against 
the  economic  falacy  of  running  build- 
ings up  into  the  clouds,  these  breath- 
taking structures  are  the  marvels  of  the 
age.  The  Empire  State  building  on  the 
site  of  the  old  Waldorf-Astoria  simply 
knocks  one  cold.  The  central  tower 
shoots  from  a  base  a  block  square  in  a 
terrifying  flight  toward  the  sky.  Yes, 
terrifying  is  the  only  word  for  it. 
Even  seasoned  New  Yorkers  admit 
this.  It  is  a  gigantic  mountain  of  steel 
and  stone  set  down  in  the  midst  of  a 
low  forest  of  buildings.  That  is,  they 
seem  low  in  comparison.    Looking  up 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

at  its  glistening  heights  it  seems  im- 
possible that  there  ever  was  a  day  when 
the  Flatiron  Building  was  the  wonder 
building  of  little  old  New  York.  But, 
with  all  their  bulk  these  new  buildings 
achieve  a  marvelous  effect  of  lightness. 
They  have  abandoned  all  heavy  orna- 
mental jimcracks.  Their  stone  surfaces 
are  beautifully  plain.  At  last  the  archi- 
tects are  building  them  frankly  for 
what  they  are — frames  of  steel  with  a 
thin  veneer  of  stone  to  shut  out  wind 
and  weather.  Heavy  walls  in  imitation 
of  the  days  when  the  corner  stone 
really  was  the  starting  point  of  a  build- 
ing have  been  abandoned  and  with 
them  the  wide  cornice,  the  fake  pillar, 
the  carved  pediment. 

THE  only  industry  that  seems  to 
have  withstood  the  stock  market 

crash  is  the  bootlegging  industry. 
It  is  said  that  there  are  upward  of 
30,000  speakeasies  in  Manhattan 
alone.  In  the  good  old  Godless  days 
there  were  a  mere  handful  of  saloons 
— something  like  6,000.  The  liquor 
industry  is  absolutely  open  and  above 
board.  Occasionally  one  has  to  be 
known  at  a  place  where  liquor  is  served 
but,  for  the  most  part,  anyone  can  step 
into  a  bar  and  order  a  drink.  Every- 
thing is  as  it  was,  even  to  the  free 
lunch  counter,  except  that  there  are  no 
brass  rails.  One  sits  down  to  the  bar 
now,  not  on  stools  but  in  man-sized 
highchairs  with  comfortable  backs.  A 
Californian  friend  of  mine  who  lives 
in  the  east  fifties  has  a  room  in  a  solid 
block  of  old  brown-stone  mansions. 
Every  house  in  this  block  is  a  speakeasy 
except  the  one  in  which  he  lives  and 
his  landlady,  to  protect  herself  against 
transient  visitors,  has  had  to  put  out 
a  sign:  THIS  HOUSE  IS  A  PRI- 
VATE DWELLING.  So  much  for 
the  "noble  experiment"  in  the  metrop- 
olis of  these  United  States. 

The  show  business  is  decidedly  in 
the  doldrums.  The  managers  seem  to 
be  trying  every  known  device  of  get- 
ting the  public  into  the  theatre  except 
the  very  simple  one  of  reducing  the 
price.  The  public  apparently  is  will- 
ing to  pay  fabulous  sums  to  get  into 
the  authentic  hits,  but  the  "also-rans" 
are  dying  on  their  feet.  I  have  seen 
only  a  half-dozen  shows  and  curiously 
I  seem  to  lack  the  desire  I  used  to  have 
when  in  New  York  of  making  a  fever- 
ish round  of  the  theatres.  The  Guild's 
production  of  "Elizabeth,  the  Queen" 
is  the  outstanding  play  that  I  have 
seen,  so  far.   It  seems  to  be  the  fashion 

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DECEMBER,  1930 


15 


MRS.  PATRICK  CAMPBELL 


The  distinguished  English  actress  whose  brilliant  interpretation  of  Mrs. 
Alving  in  Ibsen's  "Ghosts,"  at  the  Columbia,  revived  memories  of  the 
day  when  an  actress  was  an  artist  rather  than  a  publicized  puppet.  This 
portrait  sketch  is  by  Douglas  Crane,  one  of  the  many  San  Franciscans 
to  whom  the  present  visit  of  the  great  actress  is  a  renewal  of  na  ac- 
quaintance of  long  standing. 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Adventures  in  Soviet  Russia 


by  Henry  Cowell 


HENRY  COWELL 

noted  modern  composer  and  pianist 

I  WENT  to  Russia  as  a  musician  in- 
vited by  the  Soviets.  My  experiences 

there  were  unusual.  I  did  not  go  in 
a  party,  as  so  many  have  gone.  and. 
as  I  am  neither  a  politician  nor  a  pro- 
fessional writer,  the  customary  trouble 
taken  by  the  Soviets  to  show  guests 
things  to  write  about  was  not  taken 
by  them  in  my  case. 

I  entered  alone,  and  during  the  time 
I  was  in  Russia  (some  five  weeks  or 
so)  my  movements  were  unhampered, 
and  I  did  not  feel  myself  to  be  under 
surveillance,  of  the  sort  one  reads 
about.  Either  I  was  stupidly  unaware, 
or  I  was  unshadowed. 

The  first  mild  and  pleasant  shock 
came  at  once  on  entering  the  country. 
The  porter  who  moved  my  bags  from 
one  train  to  the  other,  and  who  aided 
me  in  laying  out  my  things  for  customs 
examination,  refused  to  take  a  tip.  "I 
am  paid  for  this  work  by  the  govern- 
ment," he  said.  This  was  a  warming 
welcome  to  Russia,  and  a  great  con- 
trast to  the  attitude  of  porters  in  other 
European  countries! 

I  took  a  third  class  sleeper.  It  is 
different  from  anything  I  have  ever 
seen  elsewhere.  There  is  a  very  wide 
hard  wood  seat.  flat,  and  a  wooden 
board  of  a  shelf  which  lets  down  on 
hinges  and  forms  an  upper  berth. 
There  is  no  bedding  supplied:  one 
either  takes  bedding  along  or  rents  it 
from  the  porter.  I  inquired  of  the 
porter,  but  he  had  no  bedding  left 
except  a  thin  mattress;  no  blankets, 
quilts  or  pillows.  It  was  cold,  so  I 
lay  down  flat  on  the  upper  board  (the 
shelf)  and  put  the  mattress  over  me 
for  a  cover.    It  was  a  curious  night. 

Arriving  in  Moscow  the  next  day, 


I  committed  the  foolishness  of  taking 
a  taxi.  Later  I  found  that  there  are 
only  a  dozen  or  so  taxis  in  the  city, 
and  perhaps  fifty  or  so  cars  for  official 
use:  otherwise,  no  automobiles  in 
Moscow.  None  are  manufactured  in 
Russia,  but  the  Soviets  are  now  in  the 
process  of  starting  a  factory.  I  had  a 
moderately  short  ride  in  the  taxi  to 
the  house  of  Samuel  Feinberg.  a  com- 
poser to  whom  I  had  a  letter.  The  taxi 
man  charged  fifteen  roubles  ($7.50). 

Feinberg  was  amazed  to  see  me,  as 
foreigners  are  rare  in  Russia,  and  at 
once  applied  himself  to  the  almost 
hopeless  job  of  finding  me  a  place  to 
sleep  that  night.  Moscow  before  the 
war  was  a  city  of  about  twelve  hun- 
dred thousand:  now  it  has  about  three 
million,  and  there  are  practically  no 
new  houses,  and  no  new  hotels.  So 
the  people  have  to  be  allotted  rooms,  at 
the  rate  of  five  persons  to  two  rooms. 
Mr.  Feinberg  slept  on  a  cot  in  the  same 
room  as  his  mother:  otherwise  he 
would  have  slept  on  the  floor  and 
given  me  his  cot.  It  seemed  impossible 
to  find  a  room.  He  telephoned  every 
hotel,  large  and  small,  in  the  city,  and 
ascertained  that  one  of  the  hotels  might 
perhaps  have  a  room  free  in  three 
weeks'  time;  but  it  was  not  certain. 
At  ten  thirty  o'clock  I  composed  my- 
self on  a  park  bench,  prepared  to  spend 
the  night.  I  was  afraid,  not  of  having 
money  stolen,  because  there  didn't 
seem  to  be  any  great  poverty  among 
the  people,  but  of  losing  my  passport. 
American  passports  are  very  highly 
regarded  in  certain  quarters  in  Mos- 
cow. 

At  about  midnight  a  hotel  page 
came  to  me  on  the  bench  (I  had  left 
my  bench-location-address  with  the 
hotel )  and  he  informed  me  that  a  cer- 
tain party  had  left  the  hotel  suddenly 
for  Leningrad,  and  I  might  have  a 
room.  The  room  proved  to  be  palatial. 
had  running  hot  water,  was  Ritzy.  It 
should  have  been,  as  the  bill  later 
proved  to  be  $18.00  for  the  night. 

I  MADE  the  fatal  mistake  of  assuming 
that  breakfast  at  the  hotel   would 
not  be  too  expensive.   It  was!    I  had 
tea  and  black  bread,  and  the  bill  was 
$2.50   (five  roubles).    So  for  lunch  I 
made    a    pilgrimage   to   a    very   clean 


looking  restaurant  across  the  way.  It 
was  on  the  second  floor,  and  along  the 
wall  on  the  way  up  stairs  were  posted 
copies  of  the  menu.  The  mode  of 
operation  was  that  one  was  supposed 
to  look  at  the  menu  and  select,  then 
inform  the  cashier  of  one's  choice,  pay 
in  advance,  and  get  a  check  with  a 
number  corresponding  to  the  dish  of 
one's  choice.  This  scheme  was  never 
meant  for  foreigners.  I  do  not  speak 
Russian,  but  had  been  getting  on  with 
German  and  English  (lots  of  German 
is  spoken)  so  I  was  unaware  of  the 
intricacies  of  obtaining  food  at  this 
eating  house.  I.  therefore,  in  my  naive 
manner,  made  bold  to  walk  into  the 
dining  room  and  seat  myself  at  a  table 
without  having  paid  my  bill  first. 
This  produced  some  voluable  remarks 
from  the  waiter,  which  were  lost  on 
me.  of  course.  When  he  realized  that 
I  did  not  speak  Russian  he  led  me  to 
the  menu  in  the  hall.  I  pointed  to  one 
of  the  dishes  on  a  chance,  thinking  I 
could  eat  anything  it  might  happen  to 
prove  to  be.  In  this,  however,  I  was 
mistaken.  For  when  I  had  paid  for 
it.  received  my  number,  given  it  to 
the  waiter,  and  finally  received  the 
food,  it  proved  to  be  a  soup  made  of 
the  brine  of  dill  pickles,  and  with 
sliced  pickles  through  it.  and  with 
mashed  pickles  giving  such  thickness 
as  it  possessed.  The  very  looks  of  it 
puckered  the  walls  of  ones  stomach, 
but  I  resolved  to  be  heroic,  and  tried 
a  taste.  The  taste  was  one  taste  too 
many.  Although  I  was  evidently  in- 
curring the  anger  of  the  waiter,  who 
did  not  like  to  see  his  delectable  edibles 
wasted.  I  dragged  him  out  to  the 
menus  again  and  chose  another  dish 
at  random,  getting  as  far  off  from  the 
dill  pickle  soup  as  possible.  When  I 
pointed  to  my  selection  the  waiter 
brightened  up,  and  in  a  suspiciously 
cheerful  manner  took  my  soup  back. 
He  returned  bearing  the  same  soup, 
but  with  the  addition  of  sour  cream. 
I  had  pointed  to  sour  cream!  This 
was  a  terrible  predicament,  for  I  was 
now  the  object  of  attention  from  all 
over  the  dining  room,  and  I  knew  that 
if  I  failed  to  eat  my  food  the  mob 
would  be  very  angry.  It  is  no  light 
matter  to  waste  food  in  Russia,  and 
never  has  been.    As  my  stomach  was 


DECEMBER,  1930 


17 


still  angrier  than  the  crowd,  however, 
I  resolved  on  a  master  stroke  of  strategy 
(even  if  I  do  say  so  myself)  which 
worked  perfectly.  Finding  a  young 
fellow  who  looked  rather  ragged  and 
poor,  I  offered  him  the  fateful  soup, 
which  he  accepted  eagerly;  and  the 
crowd  was  not  only  appeased,  but  I 
became  the  object  of  admiration.  I 
had  made  the  great  personal  sacrifice 
of  giving  up  this  delicious  and  life- 
giving  soup  to  one  poorer  than  myself. 
I  did  not  disillusion  them  as  to  my 
nobility. 

DURING  my  first  lunch  at  the  above- 
described  restaurant,  a  young  man 
came  up  and  spoke  English  to  me. 
He  had  been  in  America,  but  had  re- 
turned and  was  now  a  Russian  worker. 
He  was  interested  in  my  visit.  "How 
long  will  you  stay?"  he  inquired. 
"About  five  weeks,"  I  informed  him. 
"Then  why  not  get  married  for  the 
time  you  are  here,"  he  said,  "it  will 
be  nice  for  you.  and  besides  you  can 
get  a  cheaper  room;  I  know  a  nice  girl 
I  can  introduce  you  to,  who  is  looking 
for  a  husband,  because  she  can  get  a 
room  alone  with  her  husband,  if  she 
marries:  and  I  am  sure  she  will  like 
you.  How  about  it?"  I  will  admit 
that  this  was  a  bit  breath-taking.  He 
seemed  much  disappointed  that  I  did 
not  avail  myself  of  his  courteous  offer 
to  find  a  wife.  He  informed  me  that 
many  people  lived  together  in  Mos- 
cow, young  married  couples,  who 
wanted  to  divorce  but  could  not,  be- 
cause they  would  be  unable  to  find  a 
room  if  they  were  separate.  There 
would  be  no  legal  difficulty  in  the  way 
of  a  divorce,  but  finding  another  room 
was  a  different  matter,  the  young  man 
said. 

On  this  account,  there  are  very  few 
divorces  in  Russia;  he  thought  not 
more  than  in  countries  where  a  divorce 
must  be  made  the  subject  of  a  trial  in 
court.  To  divorce  in  Russia,  one  has 
only  to  register  the  intent.  If  there 
are  children,  both  parents  pay  for  their 
expenses  equally.  There  is  no  other 
alimony.  I  asked  if  it  were  not  a  bit 
hard  on  the  woman  to  pay  as  much 
as  half  for  the  upkeep  of  her  child,  but 
was  told  no,  that  the  woman  had  just 
as  great  earning  power  as  the  man. 
The  Soviet  government  pays  the 
woman  who  stays  home  and  keeps 
house  the  same  wages  that  her  husband 
earns  by  going  out  to  work,  and  if 
the  woman  is  alone,  she  goes  out  to 
work  and  earns  the  same  wages  as 
her  husband.    There  is  no  lower  wage 


scale  for  women.  All  this  was  very 
interesting,  and  I  was  grateful  to  my 
chance  acquaintance,  who  also  showed 
me  through  a  very  modern  looking 
newspaper  plant  in  which  he  worked. 
Strolling  down  to  the  river  I  beheld 
an  astonishing  sight.  It  was  a  warm 
day,  and  in  a  certain  crook  of  the  river 
just  on  the  side  of  one  of  Moscow's 
busiest  streets  and  plainly  visible  from 
it,  were  upwards  of  eight  thousand 
people  bathing  in  the  open,  and  in  the 
nude.  The  men  occupied  a  certain 
portion  of  the  bank,  the  women  a 
portion  next  to  that  of  the  men:  in 
the  water  there  was  no  separation.  I 
had  never  heard  of  this  custom,  which 
it  seems  is  nothing  new  in  Russia,  and 
the  sight  was  amazing.  And  one  of  the 


Russian  Experiment 


Interior  of  an  experimental 
station,  a  unit  of  the  vast 
project   of   industrial    Russia. 


strangest  features  was  that  out  of  the 
thousands  there  were  three  or  four 
who  wore  bathing  suits  or  coverings 
of  some  kind,  and  these  unfortunate 
ones  were  objects  of  constant  curious 
glances  and  derision  from  the  other 
bathers;  since  the  only  possible  excuse 
for  wearing  a  bathing  suit  in  Moscow 
is  in  case  of  some  physical  deformity. 

To  be  continued  in  the  next  issue  of 
The  San  Franciscan 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THE  upsetting  of  "The  Apple  Cart" 
at  the  Geary  was  a  really  exciting 
event.  But  Shaw  is  always  excit- 
ing, and  always  outrageously  upset- 
ting. He  may  come  past  us  and  look 
into  the  future,  as  he  does  in  "The 
Apple  Cart,"  or  he  may  go  "Back  to 
Methusaleh."  but  his  nonsensical 
topsy-turvydom  goes  on  forever. 

But  Shaw's  wit  springs  from  some- 
thing infinitely  more  valuable  than 
mere  comedy  because  it  is  the  product 
of  a  really  great  mind  which  is  seri- 
ously concerned  with  social  problems. 
He  is  willing  to  play  the  fool  himself 
if  need  be,  but  he  hates  to  see  society 
in  the  same  role.  Hence  does  he  ruth- 
lessly "hold  the  mirror  up  to  Nature." 
He  is  out  to  cure  the  world  of  some  of 
its  ills  and,  like  a  wise  doctor,  he  ad- 
ministers his  medicine  in  sugar-coated 
pills  which  are  easy  to  take.  Once  he 
can  get  them  down,  he  knows  they 
will  work. 

Shaw  is  an  idealist  who  is  never 
blinded  by  the  glitter  of  the  superficial. 
He  sees  the  world  both  as  it  is  and  as 
it  should  be.  In  probing  into  dogmas 
and  institutions  in  search  of  truths  re- 
garding them,  he  ridicules  society  as 
it  exists  with  almost  fanatical  con- 
sistency and  earnestness.   At  heart  he  is 


.auserie 


TRAVEL  books  usually  frighten  me 
off  by  recalling  too  vividly  the  un- 
fortunate Mr.  Haliburton  and  the 
sentimental  Mr.  Fitzgerald.  For  that 
reason  I  looked  warily  at  Kathryn 
Hulme's  Arab  Interlude  (Macrae 
Smith) .  But  the  book  is  so  beautiful 
a  one  both  because  of  its  illustrations 
by  Helene  Vogt  and  its  binding  that 
I  looked  further.  One  glance  down 
the  table  of  contents  was  enough. 
Here  were  all  the  Arabian  Nights 
tumbled  helter-skelter  down  the 
twentieth  century.  Nor  did  my  read- 
ing disappoint  me,  for  the  book  is 
written  without  any  of  the  sentimen- 
tality of  the  average  travel  book,  nor 
does  it  fall  into  a  Baedeker  dryness. 
The  entire  thing  is  an  alert,  alive, 
charming  account  of  a  motor  trip 
across  North  Africa,  but  none  of  the 
distressing  facts  about  the  price  of 
gasoline  and  the  number  of  blowouts 
is  given,  and  one  is  thankful  for  the 
omission  of  data  which  most  female 
motorists  insist  on  including,  albeit 
with  a  note  of  whimsy  which  depre- 


Spotlight 


by  Junius  Cravens 


a  stark  Puritan  who  is  seeking  to  hitch 
the  wagon  of  humanity  to  a  star,  and 
"The  Apple  Cart"  is  one  of  his  most 
supreme  as  well  as  one  of  his  most 
entertaining  efforts  in  that  direction. 
In  "The  Apple  Cart"  Shaw  has 
given  his  incomparable  whimsey  and 
witty  satire  full  rein.  Toward  the  end 
of  the  present  century  we  find  King 
Magnus  all  but  a  puppet,  a  mere  figure- 
head for  Great  Britain,  which  is  then 
the  last  existing  kingdom  in  the  world. 
His  labor  cabinet  is  seeking  to  divest 
him  of  the  last  vestage  of  his  power. 
But  Shaw,  with  his  characteristic  para- 
doxical cleverness,  twists  that  monarch 
into  the  very  essence  of  what  royalty 
at  its  height  is  meant  to  imply,  and 
makes  Magnus  a  man  who  is  clever 
enough  to  maintain  his  power  by  out- 
witting his  cabinet  members  at  their 
own  game  at  every  turn.  Consequently 
he  uses  the  king  not  only  as  the  central 
figure  in  his  play,  but  also  as  his  chief 
raisonneur  and  sermonizer.  Yet  he  is 
very  careful  to  make  Magnus  a  thor- 
oughly   human    being.    Long    before 


by  Frank  L.  Fenton 

cates  their  practicality.  One  is  given 
instead  a  series  of  vivid  pictures  of 
cities  almost  unreal  to  most  of  us,  a 
land  in  which  the  impossible  may 
happen.  But  Miss  Hulme's  book  did 
shatter  some  of  my  happy  misbeliefs. 
I  had  always  supposed  the  notorious 
danse  du  ventre  was  the  very  epitome 
of  wicked  and  seductive  grace,  particu- 
larly one  in  Bou  Saada:  so  you  can 
readily  imagine  my  chagrin  to  have 
the  author,  having  witnessed  the  spec- 
tacle, remark  flatly,  that  "a  bald  brown 
stomach  on  the  lurch  is  neither  rhyth- 
mically beautiful  nor  seductively  in- 
flaming." But  anyway,  I  still  like  her 
book  even  if  she  does  tamper  with  my 
illusions,  which  are  not  quite  shat- 
tered, for  I  question  her  ability  to  view 
the  lurch  with  the  proper  enthusiasm! 

FOR  four  years  Dorothy  Canfield  has 
not  published  a  novel;  now  we  have 
The  Deepening  Stream  (Harcourt, 
Brace,  and  Company,  $2.00),  and  it 
is  worth  a  four  years'  wait.  The  action 

Continued  on  page  41 


Freud  had  ever  been  heard  of  Shaw 
had  already  recognized  the  importance 
of  woman's  status  and  her  relation  to 
man.  He  has  consistently  pointed  out 
that  the  true  function  of  sex  has  all 
but  become  obscured  by  conventional 
morality.  In  "The  Apple  Cart"  he 
again  depicts  love  as  a  sex  war  in  which 
primitive  woman  seeks  to  corner  and 
capture  her  man.  This  is  most  amus- 
ingly revealed  in  the  second  act,  which 
he  calls  "an  interlude,"  and  which  is 
one  of  the  most  delicious  scenes  that 
Shaw  has  ever  written. 

Alan  Mowbray,  who  had  previously 
won  the  hearts  of  San  Franciscans  by 
his  performances  in  "The  Doctor's 
Dilemma"  and  "The  Second  Man," 
proved  himself  to  be  an  ideal  Shavian 
actor  in  the  role  of  the  king.  Magnus 
is  one  of  the  most  difficult  parts  that 
Shaw  has  created,  and  in  the  first  act 
he  has  given  Magnus  one  of  the  longest 
speeches  that  ever  dripped  from  the 
pen  of  a  playwright.  But  Mr.  Mow- 
bray was  able  to  hold  his  audience 
spellbound  during  that  ordeal  which 
was,  in  itself,  an  achievement,  even  if 
he  had  not  otherwise  given  a  perfect 
performance. 

Doris  Lloyd  was  equally  delightful 
as  the  seductive  Orinthia,  and  played 
the  role  with  an  intelligent  apprecia- 
tion of  its  absurdities.  Evelyn  Hall 
was  splendidly  typed  as  Lysistrata,  as 
was  also  Florence  Hart  in  the  part  of 
the  queen.  In  fact,  all  of  the  parts 
were  well  taken,  which  made  for  a 
thoroughly  enjoyable  performance  of 
a  rich  and  rare  play.  The  modernistic 
settings  were  very  effective  and,  in 
spots,  almost  good  artistically. 

AFTER  suffering  one  or  two  uncon- 
trollable vicissitudes.  "Ghosts" 
caught  its  stride  before  the  end 
of  its  first  week  at  the  Columbia,  and 
developed  into  a  remarkably  good  per- 
formance. It  had  been  claimed  by 
some  professors  and  others  with  long 
gray  beards  that  in  this  drama  Ibsen 
evolved  one  of  the  most  finely  devel- 
oped tragic  themes  that  has  been  con- 
tributed to  the  theatre  since  Sophocles 
wrote  "Oedipus  Rex,"  some  twenty 
centuries  ago.  Be  that  as  it  may, 
"Ghosts"  is  a  fine,  powerful  play  and, 
except  in  one  or  two  points  relating  to 
its  subject  matter,  is  not  "dated"  to 

Continued  on  page  36 


DECEMBER,  1930 


19 


CONSUELA  KANAGA 


ELVA  WILLIAMS 


In  spite  of  the  fact  that  the  title  has  not  yet  been 
made  public,  we  insist  on  announcing  the  acceptance 
for  spring  publication  of  Elva  Williams'  first  novel.  A 
brilliant  young  analyst  of  life  among  the  cocktail 
crowd  and  a  consistent  contributor  to  The  San  Fran- 
ciscan the  past  four  years,  Elva  Wiliiams  is  one  of  the 
younger  writers  whose  work  is  indelibly  part  of 
contemporary  San  Francisco. 


20 


Illustrations  by  Gene  McComas 


THERE  are  few  travel  days  between 
San  Francisco  and  the  Navajo 
country  but  those  days  are  sufficient 
to  carry  you  back  a  thousand  years  in 
feeling.  Particularly  is  this  true  when 
you  go  as  a  party  of  us  went  last  sum- 
mer, leaving  modern  transportation  at 
the  edge  of  the  desert  country  and, 
forming  a  cavalcade  attended  with 
pack  animals,  guides  and  provisions, 
riding  into  the  desert  mountains  to  be 
present  at  the  ceremonial  dances. 

An  increasing  number  of  people 
from  the  outside  journey  each  year  to 
the  mesas  where  the  Hopi  Indians  hold 
their  now  quite  widely  known  Snake 
Dance.  This  is  given  on  alternate 
years  on  the  first  and  third  mesa,  one 
year  the  celebration  being  at  Walpi  on 
the  first  mesa,  the  next  at  Hotavilla  on 
the  third  mesa.  In  between,  on  the 
second  mesa,  is  Chimopovi  where  the 
less  known  Antelope  Dance,  the  Sun- 
rise Race  and  the  Flute  Dance  are  held. 
These  mesas  are  eerie  places.  Walpi 
is  the  oldest  Hopi  Indian  village 
known.  Its  huts  cling  like  indigenous 
fungi  to  the  narrow  ledge  approxi- 
mately a  thousand  feet  up  the  side  of 
the  mountain.  Above  are  the  two  other 
mesas,  each  a  narrow  ledge  reached 
only  by  a  footpath  up  which  must  be 
carried  food,  provisions  and  even 
water.  Amazing  places  they  are.  Iso- 
lated and  barren  but  astonishingly 
capable  of  sustaining  life  as  lived  by 
the  Hopi  Indians  and  preserving  with 
little  modification  the  customs  and  cul- 
ture of  this  tribe  of  North  American 
aborigines. 


Desert  Interval 


OUR  party  pushed  on  and  into  the 
Navajo  country.  Fortunately  we 
had  a  guide  who  was  able  not 
only  to  conduct  us  through  the  moun- 
tains and  valleys  of  this  fascinating 
country,  but  also  to  show  us  the  In- 
dians in  their  most  picturesque  aspects. 
It  was  through  him  that  we  were  priv- 
ileged to  be  the  first  group  of  white 
people  to  witness  the  inner  ceremonial 
of  their  War  Dance. 

This  War  Dance  retains  the  same 
form  it  has  had  for  centuries  but  today 
it  serves  a  different  purpose.  Now  it 
is  seldom  given — and  then  only  when 
some  tribesman  is  exceedingly  ill  so 
that  his  life  is  dispaired  of.  Then  the 
War  Dance  is  held  to  ward  off  evil 
spirits.  It  lasts  three  days  and  its  par- 
ticipants move  from  place  to  place  on 
the  desert,  sometimes  covering  as  much 
as  thirty  miles,  the  braves  riding  horse- 
back, continuing  the  dance  from  one 
village  to  another. 

The  first  day  of  the  dance  is  cele- 
brated with  the  ride  of  the  warriors 
from  a  distance  of  perhaps  ten  miles 
to  a  central  spot  where  there  is  a  hogan 
in  which  the  consecration  of  the 
dancers  will  take  place.  Here  the  non- 
participants  gather  in  full  dress — and 
such  color  as  one  sees!  The  women's 
dresses  certainly  bear  testimony  that 
though  their  customs  and  mode  of 
living  remain  primitive,  there  has  been 
a  distinct  invasion  of  the  more  brilliant 
though  less  permanent  chemical  dyes. 

Squaws,  old  and  young,  and  even 
children  join  in  the  preparation  of  the 
feast  that  is  to  conclude  the  day's  cere- 
mony. Suddenly  over  a  rise  of  ground 
an  outrider  appears.  He  brings  word 
to  the  priests  assembled  that  the  party 
of  warriors  has  been  sighted.  In  a  few 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


by  Raymond  Armsby 

minutes  another  outrider  appears  with 
the  news  that  the  party  is  almost  there. 

Then  over  the  crest  of  the  hill  comes 
a  band  of  fifty  braves,  riding  at  full 
gallop,  the  leader  carrying  the  war 
stick.  The  men  leap  from  the  spent 
ponies  and  stand  in  reverence  while  the 
priest  receives  the  war  stick,  brilliant 
in  its  windings  of  red,  lavender,  blue, 
black  and  white  yarn.  From  one  end 
hang  two  red  streamers  with  eagle 
feathers.  Around  the  head  of  the  war 
stick  are  five  balls  of  sand  and  clay  con- 
taining the  war  paint  and  interwoven 
into  the  decorations  are  bright  black- 
eyed  susans. 

Lead  by  the  priests  and  the  braves, 
we  entered  the  ceremonial  hogan.  It 
was  one  of  the  larger  hogans  but  still 
a  comparatively  small  place.  I  was 
surprised  to  see  the  cleanliness  of  the 
place  and  even  when  it  was  packed 
with  the  priests,  five  attending  squaws, 
about  fifty  braves  warm  from  a  ten- 
mile  gallop  and  our  own  party  there 
was  no  stuffiness  such  as  I  had  expected. 
The  center  hole  in  the  roof  character- 
istic of  all  hogans  provided  splendid 
ventilation. 

The  chant  led  by  the  priests  rose  in 
undulations.  There  was  an  impressive 
spiritual  quality  to  it.  a  supplication 
that  invoked  reverence  in  us  who  could 
not  understand  the  ritual.  The  chant 
lasted  about  three-quarters  of  an  hour 
and  ended  with  the  unwinding  of  the 
war  stick  by  the  priests.  They  gave  one 
of  the  paint  balls  to  each  of  the  squaws 
who  opened  the  beads  and  used  the 
color  inside  to  paint  the  naked  bodies 
of  the  warriors. 

Then  came  the  feast.  And  the  first 
part  of  the  War  Dance  was  over — to 
be  carried  on  the  next  day  in  another 


DECEMBER,  1930 


21 


Confessions  of  a  Commuter 


village  with  further  ritual  of  prepara- 
tion for  the  final  frenzy  of  the  third 
day. 

THOUGH  the  dance  continued,  our 
party  turned  back  to  so-called  civi- 
lization— less  smug  in  our  self- 
satisfaction,  more  cognizant  of  the 
instinctive  gestures  of  all  mankind, 
primitive  or  otherwise,  toward  a  solu- 
tion of  living.  For  these  nomadic 
Navajos,  living  at  great  distances  from 
their  reservations,  inhabiting  summer 
and  winter  hogans  according  to  the 
season,  tilling  their  small  fields  and 
tending  their  sheep,  are  a  fine  primitive 
people.  Splendid  upright  figures,  tall 
and  straight  backed,  many  of  the  war- 
riors extremely  handsome,  the  Navajos 
are  particularly  healthy  and  very  care- 
ful about  inter-marriage.  Adhering  to 
their  simple  rules  of  living  they  are 
increasing  in  numbers  far  more  than 
their  more  civilized  neighbors,  the 
Hopi  Indians,  who  live  in  houses  on 
the  various  mesas  and  are  more  rapidly 
assimilating  American  customs  and 
American  education.  Paradoxically, 
the  Hopis,  though  more  able  to  adopt 
American  ways,  seem  to  be  losing  their 
racial  integrity  more  rapidly  than  the 
Navajos.  When  they  return  to  their 
native  villages  they  more  or  less  "go 
native."  As  a  tribe  the  Hopis  are 
gradually  dying  out,  while  the  Nava- 
jos, self  sufficient  in  their  native  primi- 
tiveness.  become  more  numerous. 


by  Virginia  Bessac 


I'M  ONE  of  those  people  who  frankly 
stare.  Whether  I  was  born  that  way. 
or  whether  East  Bay  commuting 
has  developed  it  is  one  of  those  things 
that  might  be  worth  talking  about 
sometime  when  I  feel  the  urge  to  dis- 
cuss my  interesting  peculiarities. 

Staring  as  usual  the  other  night  on 
the  home-going  boat  my  avid  gaze 
was  arrested  by  a  youngster  in  one  of 
those  fuzzy,  crocheted  berets,  coming 
up  the  stairs  from  the  lower  deck. 
Why  I  mention  the  beret  ...  it  was 
pink.  I  remember  ...  I  don't  know. 
Unless  because  it  was  the  first  thing 
that  reminded  me  of  Greta  Garbo. 
She  does  wear  them,  doesn't  she? 

This  girl  looks  like  the  show-off 
type.  I  think  to  myself.  Curses!  She's 
going  to  sit  where  it  will  be  easy  for 
me  to  look  at  her.  and  she's  so  de- 
cidedly the  "stare-able"  kind  that  I'll 
wear  myself  out  for  the  next  twenty 
minutes  trying  to  decide  just  wherein 
the  Garbo  resemblance  lies. 

No  one  with  eyes  like  that  can 
expect  to  do  anything  in  life  but 
marry  a  cool  million  or  so:  or  at  least 
join  the  Follies,  in  case  she  takes  the 
wrong  turn  on  the  way  to  matrimony. 
She  might  even  have  a  voice,  too. 
What  a  break  for  the  talkies! 

I  CAN'T  stand  this!  The  way  she 
hugs  that  jacket  around  her  shiver- 
ing young  form  is  too  obvious.  Is 
she  going  to  turn  out  to  be  a  movie 
star  in  disguise?  In  those  clothes,  with 
that  abnormally  natural  complexion, 
she's  got  to  be  either  a  feminine  tramp, 
or  a  motion  picture  actress  trying  to 
"live"  her  next  part. 

She's  smiling  to  herself,  just  as  I 
thought  she  would!  Acting  out  the 
little  drama  of  herself,  whatever  that 
is,  or  whatever  she  likes  to  imagine  it 
is. 

I  can't  catch  her  off  guard.  Instead 
of  side  glances  now  and  then  to  see  if 
the  audience  is  reacting  properly  to 
her  fascinating  personality,  she  looks 
right  through  me,  if  at  all!  Smiling 
to  herself,  and  hugging  that  crazy 
jacket  close. 

Don't  kid  yourself!  If  she's  real, 
she's  a  fireman's  daughter,  going  to 
meet  a  swell  new  sweetie.  No.  the 
smile  has  another  quality  to  it.  Prob- 
ably she's  vamped  somebody's  hus- 
band and  is  feeling  like  the  reincarna- 
tion of  Cleopatra. 

She  may  look  young.  In  fact  she 
is.  She  couldn't  pretend  that  stem-like 
throat,    and   those   thin   curves.     But 


there's  got  to  be  some  kind  of  sophis- 
tication there  to  account  for  the  poise. 
Doesn't  care  whether  I  look  or  not! 
Nothing  but  a  bit  of  life  could  give 
her  that  unconscious  ease  ...  or  a  few 
ancestors. 

She  certainly  is  anxious  to  get  there. 
Beats  everyone  else  to  the  gate.  With 
me  close  behind. 

There's  one  thing  I  always  like  to 
check  up  on  in  these  little  character 
studies.  It's  a  dead  giveaway.  Let's 
see.  Is  her  neck  dirty?  If  I'm  not  care- 
ful someone's  going  to  mark  me  as  a 
simply  shameless  Lesbian.  Can't  help 
it.  No,  her  neck's  thoroughly  scrubbed. 
It's  delicate,  lady-like  looking  skin, 
too.  Heavens,  this  is  intimate! 

We're  walking  off  the  boat  now. 
Her  ankles  jiggle  a  bit  when  she  walks. 
That's  because  they're  thin  and  rather 
kiddish.  They  look  like  dancing  feet; 
strong  and  narrow.  Legs  all  right,  too. 
There!  She's  stopping  to  ask  a  con- 
ductor something.  I  knew  she  didn't 
look  like  an  habitual  commuter!  He 
doesn't  understand.  Can  I  get  close 
enough  to  hear?  A  man  in  a  great 
hurry  shoves  me  almost  against  the 
two  figures.  I  hear  the  softest  voice 
imaginable;  words  broken  in  a  deli- 
cious foreign  accent. 

I  can't  linger  like  this!  Even  if  it 
were  not  rude  I  have  to  catch  a  train. 
Commuting  having  reduced  me  to 
little  better  than  a  robot,  I  automati- 
cally turn  and  sprint  for  my  train, 
leaving  more  of  a  mystery  behind  me 
than  I  had  started  out  with.  That's 
the  great  trouble  with  these  little 
affairs.  They  start  out  with  the  mildest 
sort  of  speculation,  work  up  to  a  point 
where  your  curiosity  is  put  under 
terrific  strain,  and  then  when  you  are 
all  agape  and  agog,  rudely  expose  you 
at  your  silliest  moment. 

SEVERAL  nights  later,  when  all 
thoughts  of  the  little  Greta  Garbo 
person  had  left  my  mind.  I  am  in 
the  act  of  stepping  out  of  a  cab  in 
front  of  the  Fairmont,  when  who 
should  scurry  across  the  pavement  in 
front  of  my  astonished  eyes,  for  all 
the  world  like  the  white  rabbit  of 
Alice  in  Wonderland,  but  that  very 
person.  Not  the  white  rabbit,  of 
course.  But  the  slender  figure  of  the 
ferry-boat  girl  with  the  foreign  ac- 
cent. 

Great  gobbel-ling  geese.  .  .  no  won- 
der I  stared  like  simple  Simon  the 
other  night.  The  girl  is  stunning.  In 

Continued  on  page  39 


22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Ten  years  ago  Edward  Weston  was 
doing  what  many  contemporary 
photographers  are  attempting  today. 
"Shadow  on  a  Barn  Door/'  dated 
1920,  is  a  good  example  of  his 
period  of  "picture  making,"  of  see- 
ing moods  of  things  instead  of  the 
things  in  themselves.  "Eroded  Rock" 
and  "Bananas,"  done  this  year, 
demonstrate  the  change  in  his  work 
the  past  ten  years.  They  give  evidence 
of  a  change  in  philosophy,  a  new 
feeling  for  life.  It  is  this  vital  outlook, 
so  in  key  with  contemporary  living, 
that  has  brought  national  attention  to 
Weston's  work.  A  successful  exhibi- 
tion of  his  prints  has  closed  recently 
in  New  York  at  the  Delphic  Studios 
and  now  these  same  prints,  together 
with  more  recent  ones,  are  shown  in 
San  Francisco  at  the  Vickery,  Atkins 
and  Torrey  gallery.  Because  of  its 
significance  today,  we  print  Weston  s 
"Statement"  presenting  his  working 
philosophy.  We  also  reproduce  an 
unusual  photograph  of  him  by  his 
personal   friend   Johan    Hagemeyer. 


"Shadow  on  the  Barn  Door"  (1920) 


EDWARD  WESTON 


"tnroded  Rock"  Point  Lobos  (1930) 


EDWARD  WESTON 


DECEMBER,  1930 


23 


STATEMENT 

by  Edward  Weston 


4  1930 — today — the  tempo  of  life  accelerated — with  air- 
plane and  wireless  as  speed  symbols — with  senses 
quickened — minds  cross  fertilized  by  intercommunica- 
tion and  teeming  with  fresh  impulse. 

♦  Today — photography — with  capacity  to  meet  new  de- 
mands, ready  to  record  instantaneously — shutter  co- 
ordinating with  vision  at  the  second  of  intensest 
impulse — one's  intuitive  recognition  of  life,  to  record  if 
desired,  a  thousand  impressions  in  a  thousand  seconds, 
to  stop  a  bullet's  flight,  or  to  slowly,  surely,  decisively 
expose  for  the  very  essence  of  the  thing  before  the  lens. 

♦  Recording  the  objective,  the  physical  facts  of  things 
through  photography  does  not  preclude  the  communica- 
tion in  the  finished  work,  of  the  primal,  subjective  mo- 
tive. An  abstract  idea  can  be  conveyed  through  exact 
reproduction:  photography  can  be  used  as  a  means. 

♦  Authentic  photography  in  no  way  imitates  nor  supplants 
painting:  but  has  its  own  approach  and  technical  rendi- 
tion. Photography  must  be, — Photographic.  Only  then 
has  it  intrinsic  value,  only  then  can  its  unique  qualities 
be  isolated,  become  important.  Within  bounds  the 
medium  is  adequate,  fresh,  vital:  without,  it  is  imitative 
ridiculous! 


Edward  Weston 


JOHAN  HAGEMEYER 


ananas"  (1930) 


EDWARD  WESTON 


This  is  the  approach:  one  must  prevision 
and  feel,  BEFORE  EXPOSURE,  the  fin- 
ished print — complete  in  all  values,  in 
every  detail — when  focussing  upon  the 
camera  ground-glass.  Then  the  shutter's 
release  fixes  for  all  time  this  image,  this 
conception,  never  to  be  changed  by 
afterthought,  by  subsequent  manipula- 
tion. The  creative  force  is  released  coin- 
cident with  the  shutter's  release.  There  is 
no  substitute  for  amazement  felt,  signifi- 
cance realized,  at  the  TIME  of  EXPOSURE. 

Developing  and  printing  become  but  a 
careful  carrying  on  of  the  original  con- 
ception, so  that  the  first  print  from  a  nega- 
tive should  be  as  fine  as  it  will  yield. 

Life  is  a  coherent  whole:  rocks,  clouds, 
trees,  shells,  torsos,  smokestacks,  peppers 
dre  interrelated,  interdependent  parts  of 
the  whole.  Rhythms  from  one,  become 
symbols  of  all. 

Not  the  mystery  of  fog  nor  the  vagueness 
from  smoked  glasses,  but  the  greater 
wonder  of  revealment, — seeing  more 
clearly  than  the  eyes  see,  so  that  a  tree 
becomes  more  than  an  obvious  tree. 

Not  fanciful   interpretation, — the  noting 
of  superficial   phase  or  transitory  mood: 
but  direct  Presentation  of  THINGS   in 
THEMSELVES. 


24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


MISS  DOROTHY  SPRECKELS 


Daughter  of  Mrs.  Alma  de  Bretteville  Spreckels,  who  will  make  her 
debut,  which  promises  to  be  one  of  the  most  brilliant  of  the  season, 
in  her  mother's  mansion  this  month. 


DECEMBER,  1930 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

CULLINAN-NEUWALD.  On  November  12th, 
Mr.  Eustace  Cullman,  Jr.,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Eustace  Cullinan  and  Miss  Helen  Neuwald,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  B.   Neuwald. 

HYDE-KNIGHT.  On  November  15,  Mr.  Orra 
C.  Hyde,  Jr.,  son  of  Mrs.  Orra  Hyde  and  the  late  Mr. 
Hyde,  and  Miss  Claire  Knight,  daughter  of  Mr.  and 
Mr^.   Robert  S.  Knight. 

BALDING-ADAMS.  On  November  IS,  Mr. 
William  Balding  of  Honolulu  and  Miss  Julia  Adams, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Edson  F.  Adams. 

QUINN-NAYLOR.  On  November  26,  in  Chi- 
cago, Mr.  David  H.  Quinn  and  Miss  Hope  Naylor, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Raymond  Clifford  Naylor. 

GALLOWAY-MENZIES.  On  November  29,  Mr. 
Alan  James  Galloway,  son  of  the  late  Sir  James  Gallo- 
way and  Lady  Galloway,  and  Miss  Mary  Menzies, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  H.  Menzies. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

KILBOURNE-BREEDEN.  Miss  Kathryn  Kil- 
bourne,  daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edwin  Dearborn 
Kilbourne  of  Santa  Ana,  California,  to  John  Norton 
Breeden,  son  of  Mrs.  Frederick  McNear. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Gayle  Anderton  who  now  make 
their  home  in  Paris  have  been  continuously  enter- 
tained during  the  return  visit  to  California.  Among 
those  who  gave  parties  for  them  was  Miss  Evelyn 
Barron,  Mrs.  Anderton' s  sister,  and  Mrs.  Howard 
G.    Park. 

Lieutenant  John  Sherman  and  Lord  and  Lady 
Hastings  are  house  guests  this  month  of  Mrs.  Sidney 
Fish.    Lieutenant  Sherman  is  Mrs.  Fish's  cousin. 

Mrs.  Orville  Pratt  was  hostess  at  a  luncheon  at  her 
home  on  California  street  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Talbot 
Walker  who  was  in  San  Francisco  on  a  brief  visit 
from  her  home  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mrs.  Richard  Hutchinson,  the  former  Miss  Mary 
Kennedy,  who  since  her  marriage  has  been  living  in 
South  America,  has  been  a  visitor  at  the  home  of 
her  mother,  Mrs.  W.  J.  Kennedy,  in  Piedmont.  Mrs. 
Thomas  J.  Grier  entertained  at  luncheon  at  her  home 
in  Clarendon  Crescent  in  Mrs.  Hutchinson's  honor. 

The  visit  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Van  Renssalaer 
of  Long  Island  and  New  York  has  been  the  occasion 
for  much  entertaining.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Van  Renssalaer 
are  enjoying  playing  over  the  various  peninsula  golf 
courses. 

Honoring  Miss  Ann  Schutler  of  Chicago,  Miss 
Constance  Horn  entertained  at  a  tea  at  the  home  of 
her  aunt,  Mrs.  Alexander  Garceau,  on  Jackson  street. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Muzzy  was  hostess  at  a  luncheon  at 
her  home  on  Green  street,  the  affair  being  given  for 
Miss  Muzzy's  cousin,  Miss  Bland  Tucker  of  New 
York. 

Mrs.  Warren  Spieker  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  Pacific 
Avenue  home  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Stanley  Kennedy  of 
Honolulu  and  Mrs.  Douglas  King  of  London. 

A  dinner  was  given  in  honor  of  Prince  Iyetso 
Tokugawa  at  the  Fairmont  Hotel. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gaylord  Wilcox  of  Honolulu  and 
their  daughter.  Miss  Alice  Wilcox,  are  visitors  in  San 
Francisco,  also  Miss  Alicia  Shingle,  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Robert  Shingle.  The  party  is  staying  at  the 
Hotel  St.  Francis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stewart  Lowery  gave  a  series  of 
parties  at  their  home  in  Menlo  Park  shortly  before 
closing  it  for  the  winter.  The  parties  were  given  dur- 
ing the  week  that  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lowery  entertained 
Mrs.  Warren  Spieker  and  Mr.  Leigh  Battson  as  their 
house  guests. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  entertained  Mrs.  Stan- 
ley Kennedy  of  Honolulu  as  their  house  guest  for  a 
few  days  during  Mrs.  Kennedy's  visit.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
George  Bowles  invited  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Sullivan  and 
their  guest  and  several  more  friends  to  a  week-end 
party  at  their  duck  club  at  Dos  Palos. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Reginald  Courtenay  Jenkins  enter- 
tained at  a  luncheon  at  the  Burlingame  country  Club 
in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Gayle  Anderton  of 
Paris.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Roger  Bocqueraz  also  enter- 
tained  for  the  Andertons  during  their  stay. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mrs.  George  Welcome  Lewis,  who  returned  with 
Mr.  Lewis  from  an  extended  trip  abroad,  was  guest 
of  honor  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  David  Low  of 
Palo  Alto. 

Mr.  William  S.  Tevis,  Jr.,  entertained  a  group  of 
his  friends  at  his  Gilroy  ranch  recently  when  the  fall 
roundup  was  held. 

The  Board  of  Directors  of  the  Young  People's 
Symphony  Concerts  held  an  afternoon  reception,  giv- 
ing the  Junior  Founders  an  opportunity  to  meet  Mr. 
Basil  Cameron. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Laurance  I.  Scott  entertained  a  group 
of  friends  at  dinner  at  their  home  in  Burlingame. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Felton,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Charles 
N.  Felton,  has  returned  from  her  trip  abroad  and 
many  welcoming  parties  are  being  planned  for  her. 

Mrs.  Walter  Boardman  entertained  in  honor  of 
Mrs.  Curtice  Dodge  shortly  after  Mrs.  Dodge's  re- 
turn from  abroad. 

Mr.  Nichol  Smith  entertained  a  group  of  friends  at 
dinner  at  the  home  of  his  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Robert  Hays  Smith.  Later  the  party  attended  the 
performance  of  "Ghosts." 

Mr.  Horace  D.  Pillsbury  has  returned  from  his  trip 
East  and  is  with  his  family  who  are  still  in  Santa 
Barbara. 

Mrs.  Frederick  W.  McNear  entertained  at  her 
apartments  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  in  honor  of 
her  son,  Mr.  John  Breeden. 


NEW  YEARS'  EVE 

by  Elizabeth  Leslie  Roos 
Confetti,  music,  champagne,  noise, 
Heated  laughter  and  shrieking  toys, 
Faded  flowers  now  cast  aside, 
Couples  that  reel  and  turn  and  glide 
This  year's  sorrows  stifled  and  gone, 
Tomorrow's  hopes  again  reborn, 
Darkness,  kisses,  words  half  spoken, 
Resolutions  to  be  broken. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  H.  Clark,  Jr.,  have  returned 
to  their  home  in  San  Mateo  after  a  month's  visit  in 
the  East. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  Potter  Russell  have  returned 
from  their  trip  abroad  and  are  planning  to  spend  the 
greater  part  of  the  winter  at  their  ranch  home  in  the 
Carmel  Valley. 

Honoring  their  twenty-fifth  wedding  anniversary, 
a  number  of  the  friends  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander 
Hamilton  called  at  their  home  on  Washington  street 
on  Thanksgiving  afternoon. 

Mrs.  Chester  Woolsey  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  Fran- 
cisca  Club  in  honor  of  Miss  Edith  Slack,  who  returned 
recently  from  abroad. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Katherine  Stent,  who  made  her 
debut  on  the  evening  of  November  29,  Mrs.  H.  M.  A. 
Miller  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue. 

Mrs.  Pollock  Graham  has  returned  to  California 
after  a  six  weeks'  visit  in  New  York. 

Miss  Evelyn  Taylor  entertained  a  group  of  the 
younger  set  at  dinner  at  her  home  on  Steiner  street. 

Mrs.  Adolph  B.  Spreckels  took  a  group  of  friends 
to  the  pre  view  performance  of  Ralph  Chesse's  Puppet 
play,  "The  Emperor  Jones." 

Mrs.  Philip  E.  Bowles  gave  a  luncheon  for  Miss 
Christine  Miller,  first  of  the  season's  debutantes.  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Ettore  Avenali  and  their  daughters.  Miss 
Marianna  and  Constanza  Avenali,  have  returned  to 
town  after  passing  the  summer  and  autumn  at  their 
country  place  at  Woodside. 

Many  parties  are  being  planned  to  precede  and 
follow  the  Junior  League  preview  and  prologue  to 
"Morocco"  at  the  Paramount  theater  on  the  evening 
of  December  3.  This  is  the  major  Junior  League  effort 
for  this  year,  the  funds  as  usual  to  be  applied  to  the 
maintenance  of  the  League's  foster  home. 

A  lecture  was  given  by  Mr.  Charles  J.  Connick  at 
the  home  of  Mrs.  Kenneth  Kingsbury,  where  a 
specially  selected  group  assembled  to  hear  Mr.  Con- 
nick  s  discussion  on  Stained  glass  windows.  Mr. 
Connick  is  the  designer  of  the  windows  that  will  be 
placed  in  the  new  Grace  Cathedral. 

Mrs.  Frank  Somers  entertained  a  group  of  friends 
at  luncheon  at  the  Francisca  Club. 

Mrs.  J.  C.  Burgard  has  returned  to  her  home  in 
Burlingame  after  a  visit  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Morgan  Mills  gave  a  party 
at  Tait's  at  the  Beach  in  honor  of  Miss  Lynda 
Buchanan. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Andrew  P.  Talbot  returned  to  their 
home  in  town  after  spending  the  summer  in  San 
Rafael. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Campbell  were  entertained  at 
a  dinner  party  given  by  the  English-Speaking  Union. 
The  dinner  took  place  at  the  Commercial  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Blair  Foster  were  among  those 
who  entertained  in  honor  of  Miss  Julia  Adams  and 
her  fiance,  Mr.  Thomas  Balding  of  Honolulu,  before 
their  wedding  on  November  18. 


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Mr.  and  Mrs.  Remo  Sbarboro  entertained  a  group 
of  friends  at  dinner  at  their  home  on  Walnut  street. 

Miss  Barbara  Payne  entertained  a  group  of  the 
younger  married  set  at  luncheon  on  a  recent  Monday 
at  the-  Hotel  St.  Francis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Selah  Chamberlain  and  their  daugh- 
ter. M iss  Edeth  Chamberlain  are  expected  home  for 
Christmas.  They  have  been  traveling  abroad  for 
several  months. 

The  usual  Big  Game  supper  parties  were  held  in 
town  and  on  the  peninsula  following  the  annual  clash 
between  Stanford  and  the  University  of  California. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hewitt  Davenport  gave  their  ninth 
annua)  supper  party  following  the  game,  entertaining 
at  their  home  on  Pacific  Avenue. 

The  annual  Rummage  Sale  held  for  the  benefit  of 
the  Girls  Recreational  Home,  proved  a  great  success. 
Mrs.  W.  P.  Fuller,  Jr.,  was  at  the  head  of  the  enter- 
prise  this   year. 

Miss  Jane  McMillan  entertained  a  group  of  friends 
at  the  annual  Thanksgiving  luncheon  held  at  the 
Woman's  Athletic  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Albert  Miller  gave  a  dinner  party  in 
honor  of  Miss  Christine  Miller,  a  debutante  of  the 
winter. 

Miss  Dorothy  Mein,  who  has  been  visiting  with 
her  brother.  Mr.  William  Wallace  Mein,  Jr.,  at  Har- 
vard, has  returned  home. 

The  first  of  the  Junior  Assembly  dances  took  place 
at  the  Century  Club  on  the  evening  of  November  28. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  William  Palmer  Lucas  gave  a  dinner 
party  at  their  home  in  honor  of  President  and  Mrs. 
Robert  G.   Sproul. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ettore  Avenali  will  present  their 
daughter,  Miss  Marianna  Avenali,  to  society  on  the 
evening  of  December  13  at  the  Burlingame  Country 
Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Maurice  J.  Sullivan  plan  to  take  a 
trip  around  the  world,  starting  the  first  of  the  year. 

Mr.  Charles  Button  gave  an  interesting  reception 
at  his  Berkeley  studio  recently.  During  the  afternoon 
Mr.  Warren  Cheney  exhibited  his  sculptures,  among 
them  a  bust  of  the  young  pianist,  Mr.  Gunnar 
Johannsen. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Duval  Dickey  gave  a  tea  to 
which  they  invited  a  large  group  of  friends.  The 
occasion  was  the  "housewarming"  of  their  new  home 
on  Steiner  street. 

Mrs.  Adolph  B.  Spreckels  gave  a  supper  party  for 
Miss  Luisa  Silva,  following  Miss  Silva's  concert  at 
Scottish  Rite  Hall. 

Miss  Mignon  Willard,  daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
William  Patten  Willard.  made  her  debut  on  the  after- 
noon of  November  15  at  a  reception  given  by  her 
parents  at  their  home  in  Divisadero  street. 

Miss  Katherine  Stebt  made  her  debut  on  the  even- 
ing of  November  29  at  a  ball  given  by  her  mother, 
Mrs.  Fiances  H.  Stent,  at  the  Burlingame  Country 
Club. 

Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels  will  make  her  debut  on  the 
evening  of  December  20  at  a  reception  given  by  her 
mother,  Mrs.  Alma  de  Bretteville  Spreckels. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  Leonore  Wood  Armsby  is  at  the  Barclay  in 
New  York  during  her  visit  East. 

Miss  Evelyn  Lansdale  and  her  sister.  Miss  Claire 
Lansdale,  are  now  in  the  East.  At  last  accounts  they 
were  visitors  in  Philadelphia,  at  the  Barclay. 

Miss  Barbara  Bailly  has  gone  East  to  attend  the 
wedding  of  Miss  Ruth  Chase  and  Mr.  John  Wakefield 
Brothers. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  H.  Clark  of  New  York 
were  guests  of  President  and  Mrs.  Herbert  Hoover  at 
the  White  House  during  November. 

Mr.  Tallant  Tubbs  is  visiting  in  New  York,  a  guest 
at  the  St.  Regis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Talbot  C.  Walker  and  their  sons  are 
planning  to  spend  the  Christmas  holidavs  in  New 
York. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  recently  spent  a  week 
in   Santa   Barbara. 

Mr.  Howard  Monroe  and  Mr.  Ralston  Page  spent 
the  week-end  in  Los  Angeles  at  the  time  of  the 
California-U.  S.  C.  game. 

Colonel  R.  M.  Schofield,  U.  S.  A.,  is  at  Hotel  Del 
Coronado  for  an  indefinite  stay. 

Mrs.  Benjamin  Brodie  will  leave  for  Montecito  this 
month  and  will  spend  the  winter  in  the  South. 

Mrs.  Samuel  Knight  of  Burlingame  has  gone  to 
Santa  Barbara  and  will  occupy  her  Montecito  home 
until  spring. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Gibbons  Meyer  (Ethel 
Nichols)  were  at  Miramar,  in  Santa  Barbara  for 
several  days  during  their  honeymoon. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


CONCERNING  .    . 


GRACE  BORROUGHS 

Reproduced  from  a  pastel  sketch 
by  Douglas  Crane  who  has  drawn 
an  impression  of  a  moment  in  one 
of  Miss  Borroughs  dances  inter- 
pretative   of    life    in    East    India. 


TRACING  the  development  of  an 
artistic  personality  is  always  fascin- 
ating, particularly  when  the  devel- 
opment has  led  to  a  conclusion  seem- 
ingly far  separated  from  the  starting 
point.  There  is  a  consistent  thread  of 
interest  running  through  the  various 
activities  that  have  brought  Grace 
Borroughs  from  physical  education 
work  at  Stanford  to  the  interpretative 
dances  of  India  that  now  engross  her 
creative  energy.  The  subtle  simplicity 
of  the  compositions  to  be  presented  by 
her  in  a  East  Indian  Dance  Cycle  pro- 
gram at  the  Playhouse.  December  8th. 
have  an  interesting  genesis. 

Reared  in  the  San  Francisco  bay 
region,  Grace  Borroughs  studied  danc- 
ing and  for  three  years  taught  it  in 
physical  education  work  at  Stanford 
University.  Then  she  spent  two  or 
three  years  in  Oakland,  intensively 
studying  the  old  Italian  and  Franch 
dances,  doing  research  on  the  tradi- 
tional steps,  the  music,  manners  and 
costumes  of  various  periods. 

Ruth  St.  Denis  heard  of  her  work 
and  persuaded  Miss  Borroughs  to  go 
to  the  Denis-Shawn  school  in  New 
York  to  teach  period  dances.  She  had 
been  there  a  short  time  when  a  troupe 
was  made  up  from  the  school  for  a 
world  tour.  She  joined  it  and  in  that 
way  made  her  first  trip  to  the  Orient, 
a  place  that  had  always  excited  her 
imagination. 

She  went  to  Paris.  There  she  studied 
with  Raymond  Duncan,  brother  of 
the  great  Isadora.  And  there  she  found 
a  key  to  the  solution  of  her  individual 
search.  Taking  to  herself  that  portion 
of  the  Duncan  dance  philosophy  which 
conceives  all  dance  as  a  natural  out- 
ward expression  of  emotion  inwardly 
felt,  she  worked  in  full  happiness, 
studying  the  fundamentals  of  Grecian 
simplicity  in  beauty,  poise  and  balance. 
Leaving  Paris  and  the  school  of 
Raymond  Duncan,  she  again  sought 
the  Orient  for  to  her  it  held  secrets  of 
simplicity  and  beauty.  Grace  Bur- 
roughs felt  in  sympathy  with  the  Ori- 
ental viewpoint  as  she  saw  it  lived  in 
India.  She  felt  that  there  life  was 
made  a  religion — an  art.  She  felt  that 
this  age-old  civilization  had  brought 
its  people  close  to  nature  and  the  ele- 
mental things  of  life.  She  enjoyed  the 


DECEMBER,  1930 

freedom  of  the  simple  drapes  of  their 
garments,  the  glorious  beauty  of  their 
hand  fashioned  fabrics,  the  simple 
ways  of  living.  So  she  stayed  to  study 
and  to  translate  the  philosophy  of  the 
dance  as  she  had  learned  it  from  Ray- 
mond Duncan  into  terms  of  East  In- 
dian simplicity.  She  did  not  learn 
Indian  dance  routines.  She  transcribed 
the  melodies  and  rhythms  she  heard 
about  her  and,  using  only  those  char- 
acteristics of  gesture  and  dance  figure 
that  seemed  naturally  interpretative  of 
India,  created  her  own  dances  to  ex- 
press her  reaction  to  life  and  the  Orient. 

That  is  why  today  Grace  Borroughs 
uses  the  Indian  idiom  in  her  creative 
dances.  She  has  found  in  the  melodic 
use  of  foot  rhythms  and  the  Oriental 
flowing  movements  of  body  and  hands 
a  medium  that  satisfies  her  desire  to 
transmit  to  others  definite  emotional 
experiences.  She  uses  the  feet  rhythms, 
contraptuntal  with  the  beat  of  drums, 
to  convey  an  inner  intensity.  The 
drums  are  not  used  to  mark  time  so 
much  as  to  set  an  emotional  tempo 
universally  understood.  And  around 
these  beats,  her  feet  play  a  melody,  the 
bells  at  her  ankles  having  much  the 
same  use  as  castanets  in  Spanish  danc- 
ing. Her  body  and  hands  move  in  con- 
trolled simplicity  for  it  is  her  aim  to 
speak  less  in  overt  gesture  than  in 
covert  meaning.  She  endeavors  to  stir 
in  the  onlooker's  mind  not  a  vision  of 
the  thing  actually  seen  but  a  visualiza- 
tion of  the  meaning  behind  the  dance. 
She  would  have  the  watcher  read  be- 
tween the  lines  to  get  the  inner  mean- 
ing as  well  as  the  apparent  beauty  of 
form  and  movement. 

Many  of  Grace  Borroughs'  dances 
are  delicately  narrative  in  character, 
speaking  simply  of  the  figures  and  life 
she  saw  in  India,  the  water  carrier,  the 
flower  vendor,  the  various  ones  of  the 
colorful  throng  that  trudge  the  way 
of  India.  But  through  it  all  she  hopes 
to  give  out  something  of  the  meaning 
of  life  as  she  has  found  it. 


ANNOUNCEMENT 

A  FEATURE  of  the  January  issue 
will  be  a  discussion  of  the  current 
season  of  music  in  San  Francisco 
by  James  Hamilton  Fisher  who  will 
be  therewith  introduced  as  the  music 
of  The  San  Franciscan.  Mr.  Fisher 
has  come  to  San  Francisco  following 
success  in  musical  criticism  in  Chicago, 
Portland  and  Los  Angeles.  Born  in 
India,  educated  in  Scotland,  Germany, 
France,  Italy  and  Switzerland,  he 
brings  to  his  critical  writing  a  sound 
education  and  a  varied  background  of 
experience  as  well  as  an  analytical 
sense  of  humor. 


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♦ 


Ss  . . .  Most  emphatically 
this  is  a  Christmas  season  when  wisdom 
dictates  'practical'  gifts  for  gentlemen  — 
and  surely  this  is  a  time  when  it  pays 
best  to  buy  the  best.  Knox  selections 
gathered  from  the  marts  of  five  nations 
invite  your  wholehearted  approval. 

EARLY    CHOOSING    RECOMMENDED, 

ESPECIALLY     IF     ANY     MONOGRAMMING 

IS      TO      BE      DONE 


KNOX 


Two         Shops         in 


San         Francisco 


5     1         GRANT 
AVENUE 


HOTEL        ST. 
FRANCIS 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


S 


REETINGS 

jrom 


GEORGE  D.  SMITH 

FAIRMONT  and  MARK  HOPKINS 
<*       M       HOTELS       M       + 

NOB  HILL 

SAN      FRANCISCO,      CALIFORNIA 


DECEMBER,  1930 


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SOME  OF  THE  BIG  GUNS  WHO  WILL  PLAY  AT  LAKESIDE 

Left  to  Right  Ed  Dudley  of  Los  Angeles,  Calif.;  Al  Watrous  of  Detroit;  Horton 
Smith  of  Joplin,  Mo.,-  Gene  Sarazen  of  New  York;  Walter  Hagen  of  Deiroit;  Johnny 
Farrell  of  New  York,-  Leo  Diegel  of  New  Mexico;  Joe  Turnesa  of  New  York,- 
Johnny  Golden  of  Paterson,  N.  J.  and  Al  Espinosa  of  Chicago.  This  group  represents 
the  1930  Ryder  Cup  team  which  is  composed  of  the  pick  of  American-born  pros. 

Open  Match  Play  Championship 

by  Brookes 


THE  San  Francisco  Junior  Chamber 
of  Commerce  donned  the  role  of 
piper  and  blew  three  loud  blasts. 
The  first  note  was  a  familiar  one — "a 
$7,500  purse."  But  the  second  note 
was  strange  and  new — alluring  in  its 
unfamiliarity — "Open  Match  Play." 
And  then  the  final  blast — a  golden 
note  penetrating  the  darkness  left  by 
Jones  in  his  "clean-up"  this  year — "A 
new  major  title."  And  as  a  result,  San 
Franciscans  will  have  the  privilege  of 
seeing  the  cream  of  American  golfers 
in  action  in  the  first  National  Open 
Match  Play  in  golf  history. 

Although  the  tournament  was  plan- 
ned last  spring,  it  could  not  have  been 
more  perfectly  timed,  from  a  psycho- 
logical standpoint.  The  significance  of 
Jones'  retirement  from  the  golfing 
world  has  not  yet  had  a  chance  to 
percolate.  But  it  will  mean  that  the 
rest  of  the  stars,  whose  brilliance  has 
been  greatly  dimmed  will  shine  again. 
After  Jones  had  achieved  the  "impos- 
sible" and  won  the  American  Amateur, 
the  American  Open,  the  British  Ama- 
teur, and  the  British  Open  this  year, 
leaving  the  rest  of  the  competitive 
golfers  with  one  lone  major  title,  the 
P.  G.  A.,  to  share  among  themselves 
(and  that  only  open  to  pros) ,  this 
new  event  is  like  an  oasis  in  the  desert. 
And  although  not  as  true  a  test  of  golf 
as  medal  play  competition,  in  which 
the  pros  have  always  reigned  supreme, 
this  match  play  event  will  enable  the 
amateurs  to  match  their  skill  with  the 
experts  with  a  far  greater  chance  of 
holding  their  own.  Some  of  the  ama- 
teur stars  who  will  compete  for  the 
title   are  Lawson  Little,    Don   Moe, 


Chandler  Egan,  Francis  Brown,  Bon 
Stein,  George  Ritchie.  Herb  Schultz, 
Hugh  Ditzler,  Claire  Goodwin,  Harry 
Eichelberger.  Malcolm  McNaughton, 
Herb  Fleishacker,  Fay  Coleman,  Jack 
Gaines,  Bill  Jelliffe,  John  De  Paolo, 
Frank  Stevens,  Cy  Newton,  Johnny 
Dawson,  A.  F.  Sato,  Tommy  Dwyer, 
Johnny  McHugh  and  Claries  Seaver. 

But  it  is  on  the  professionals  that 
the  eyes  of  the  Westerners  will  be 
focused,  for  it  is  the  first  time  San 
Francisco  has  ever  held  a  tournament 
in  which  practically  every  leading  pro 
in  the  country  has  participated.  From 
among  these,  ten  have  been  seeded. 
The  following  is  a  brief  "tournament 
biography"  of  some  of  the  "big  shots." 

Walter  Hagen.  though  seeded  num- 
ber seven  deserves  first  place  on  the  list 
as  the  most  outstanding  veteran  of  the 
golfing  world.  Hagen  won  the  Ameri- 
can Open  hampionship  twice,  in  1914 
and  1919,  and  the  British  Open 
Championship  four  times,  in  1922, 
1924,  1925,  1926  and  1927,  was 
Professional  Golfers  Association 
Championship  five  times,  in  1921, 
1924,  1925,  1926  and  1927,  was 
finalist  in  1923  and  semi-finalist  two 
other  times,  completing  a  string  of  22 
consecutive  match  play  victories  in  the 
event.  Hagen  was  captain  of  the  Amer- 
ican Ryder  Cup  team  in  1927  and 
1929.  He  scored  more  than  thirty 
other  tournament  victories,  the  most 
important  of  which  were  the  Metro- 
politan Open,  1916,  1919,  1920, 
North  and  South  Open,  1919,  1923, 
1924,  Shawnee  Open,  1916,  Western 
Open,  1916,  1921,  1926,  1927,  and 

Continued  on  page  37 


Burberry 

London-made 

Overcoats 

These  English  tailored  coats 

have  a  careless  air  of  swank 

and  swagger  that  can't  be 

imitated.    Exclusively  at 

Roos  Bros.    $65 

to  $150. 


December  afternoons  find  one 
ready  for  tea  before  the  fire  .  .  . 
meeting  ones  friends  or  rest- 
ing from  Christmas  shopping. 


And  on  CHRISTMAS  DAY  you 

will  find  a  perfect  dinner  in  a 

perfect  setting  at  the 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


A  San  Franciscan  is 
one  who  knows 
where  Harry  Dixon's 
place  is — and  owns 
a  representative 
piece   of   his   work. 


NOTE:  For  the  information  of  those  aspiring  to  become 
San  Franciscans.  Harry  Dixon's  shop  of  hand  wrought 
metal  work  is  in  Tillman  Alley — 241   Grant  Avenue 


To  most  people 
this  is  a  meaning- 
less grouping  of 
lines  within  a 
square. 


Some  will  recognize  it  as  the  mark  that  can 
be  found  on  the  most  delightful  pieces  of 
furniture  in  their  home. 

EDWARD  RAYMOND  MOFFITT 

STUDIO— H.  L.  MACK  RANCH 
Monterey  1092  Del  Monte,  California 

Designer  and  maker  of  fine  furniture  and  antique  re- 
productions.   Designs    and    estimates    submitted    on 
request. 


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Picture  Framing 

for 
Christmas  Gifts 

ETCHINGS  •  PAINTINGS 
FINE  ARTS 


'assing  Shows 

Increased  Activity  Throughout  Galleries 
Exciting  Prospects    for   1931    Discussed 

by  Aline  Kistler 


Daniielu 


TWO  months  ago  when  this  series  of 
discussions  was  opened  with  a  fore- 
cast of  the  win- 
ter season  in  art.  al- 
though theprospect 
was  an  interesting 
one,  it  was  impos- 
sible to  foresee  the 
events  which  now 
promise  to  make 
the  1930-31  season 
one  of  unusual  sig- 
nificance. It  is  en- 
tirely possible  that 
it  will  prove  a  turn- 
ing point  in  the 
edding  tide  of  art 
in  San  Francisco 
which  few  like  to 
acknowledge, 
clinging  rather  to 
the  illusion  of  flow  fostered  by  mem- 
ories of  twenty  and  thirty  years  ago. 
Now  that  there  is  prospect  of  imme- 
diate change  one  does  not  so  much 
mind  facing  the  fact  that,  in  spite  of 
the  high  level  of  taste  and  discrimina- 
tion in  a  small  group  in  San  Francisco. 
the  city  was  very  much  "on  the  shelf" 
so  far  as  art  activities  were  concerned. 
Some  blamed  it  on  interior  decorators 
who  designed  walls  without  space  for 
paintings  and  killed  the  "vogue  for 
art."  Others  cited  the  conservative  vs. 
modern  controversy  saying  that  San 
Francisco  had  publicly  "gone  modern" 
while  privately  "clinging  to  conserva- 
tive tastes."  Whatever  the  causes  and 
concomittants,  the  fact  remained  that 
though  painters  and  sculptors  con- 
tinued to  produce  locally  the  activity 
essential  to  a  respectable  art  center  was 


Albert  Barrows 


at  low  tide.  The  museums  took  but  a 
nominal  part  in  the  art  life  of  the  city 
and  the  downtown 
galleries  assumed 
the  status  of  a 
sort  of  sideshow 
maintained  more 
through  habit  than 
any  belief  in  their 
function. 

The  past  five 
years  have  wit- 
nessed the  estab- 
lishment of  the 
Galerie  Beaux  Arts 
as  a  leaven  in  the 
deadly  lump.  Then 
came  the  shortlived 
but  amusing  Mod- 
ern Gallery,  the  am- 
bitious East  West 
Gallery,  now  become  part  of  the  adult 
education  program  of  the  Western 
Women's  Club,  and  various  other 
organized  attempts  to  rouse  active  in- 
terest in  the  fine  arts.  The  newspapers 
began  to  take  notice  of  art  and  artists. 
Gene  Hailey  in  The  Chronicle.  Jehanne 
Bietry  Salinger  with  her  Argus.  Junius 
Cravens  in  The  Argonaut — all  tested 
the  natural  reaction  of  the  general 
public  and  paved  the  way  for  the 
present  acceptance  of  art  by  newspapers 
as  bonafide  and  important  news.  The 
two  and  a  half  page  spread  in  a  recent 
Sunday  Examiner,  the  regular  five 
columns  in  the  Sunday  Chronicle  and 
the  space  devoted  to  art  news  by  the 
News  and  Call-Bulletin  each  week  are 
clearly  indicative  of  a  spreading  inter- 
est in  painting,  sculpture  and  allied 
arts.    Newspapers  do  not  allot  space 


CALIFORNIA 
SCHOOL  of  FINE  ARTS 

Affiliated  with  the  University  of  California 

CHESTNUT  AND  JONES  STREETS 

San  Francisco 


SPRING  TERM  OPENS 

JANUARY  5, 1931 

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AY  AND  EVENING  CLASSES 


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DECEMBER,  1930 


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to  any  feature  without  being  convinced  of  reader  response.  But 
in  spite  of  all  these  developments,  each  of  which  has  in  turn  been 
hailed  as  "significant"  or  "indicative  that  San  Francisco  is  the  art 
center  of  the  West"  the  fact  still  remains  that  San  Francisco  has 
been  "in  the  provinces"  so  far  as  art  in  general  is  concerned.  A  few 
discriminating  San  Franciscans  bought  fine  art,  sometimes.  But 
they  bought  it  in  New  York  or  possibly  in  Paris.  A  loyal  group 
supported  local  artists  to  a  certain  extent.  But  the  average  resident 
of  San  Francisco  was  treated  as  a  "hick"  in  the  majority  of 
instances. 

NOW  comes  the  current  season.  Lloyd  LePage  Rollins  has 
been  brought  to  the  Legion  of  Honor  Palace  with  fresh 
energies  and  eagerness  to  make  the  Palace  a  vital  nucleus  for 
art  activity.  The  Vickery,  Atkins  and  Torrey  gallery  has  been 
reopened  and  has  committed  itself  to  at  least  one  truly  significant 
exhibition  each  month.  These  were  mentioned  before  but  what 
has  not  been  announced  is  the  arrival  of  Richard  Gump  with  his 
earnest  plans  for  making  the  Gump  Galleries  a  meaningful  down- 
town art  center.  This  announcement,  together  with  news  of  the 
outside  exhibitions  being  brought  to  Beaux  Arts  after  the  first  of 
the  year,  the  assurance  of  the  continued  activity  of  Courvoisier's, 
the  East  West  Gallery,  Paul  Elder's  and  the  new  San  Francisco 
Art  Center,  and  the  knowledge  of  three  or  four  exhibition  studios 
established  this  season,  brings  me  to  feel  that  the  tide  has  turned 
for  art  in  San  Francisco. 

I  have  faith  in  intentions  ( despite  ubiquitous  aspersions  against 
them)  when  they  are  the  product  of  a  viewpoint  which,  even 
should  it  prove  unpractical,  retains  the  virtue  of  pointing  toward 
an  ideal.  That  is  why  I  have  faith  in  Richard  Gump  and  his 
ambitions  for  the  Gump  Galleries.  A  sensitive  sort  of  person, 
and  very  young,  he  has  studied  drawing  and  painting  and  musical 


H 

ouston,  Gilmore 

S  Company 

Finej>  Jewelry 

Post  and  Stockton  Streets 

San  Francisco 

When  the  smart  set 
things  of  smoking 
they  thin\  of 

Benaderet's 

Egyption  -  Russian 
English  -  A  merican 
Cigarettes . . .  made 
to  order  if  pre- 
ferred. 

Imported  and 
Tampa  made 
Cigars 
Pipes  from 
London 

Unusual  gifts  for 
men  and  women  at- 
tractively wrapped. 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Decreased  overhead  re- 
sulting from  the  recent 
consolidation  of  the  Post 
Street  Kratz  Chocolate 
Shop  with  the  Kratz 
Kitchen  Shop  enables 
Kratz  to  make  the  fol- 
lowing reductions  from 
his  former  pricings. 

Assortments  formerly 
$3.00  the  pound — 
now  $2.00. 
Gift  Boxes  de  Luxe — 

formerly  $5.00  the  pound — now  $3.50. 
formerly  $7.50  the  pound — now  $5.00. 
Kratz  Kitchen  Shop  Special,  the  pound  box,  $1.50. 
Kratz  Junior  Assortment,  the  newest  Kratz  creation,  a 
smaller  confection  with  more  pieces  to  the  box — the 
pound  box,  $2.50. 

One  Hundred  Royale  Assortment,  the  Kratz  master- 
piece, is  obviously  not  effected  by  overhead  expense, 
each  confection  being  the  individual  creation  of 
Kratz  himself.  These  continue  to  be  priced  at 
$10.00  the  pound 


The  Kitchen  Shop  of  Kratz 


Enola  Barker 


555-565  Turk  Street, 
between  Larkin  and  Polk 

GRaystone  4741 


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Orders  $5.00  and  over  shipped 
without  extra  charge. 

Mail  orders  assured  utmost 
care. 


Km  ;i ii I  n  s «il on •  ini la«;e  h o'Cc I 

Dear  Madam  lll*«ll    II I|     I  38    I 

In  these  strenuous  pre-Christmas  days,    I  beg  you 
not   to   forget   the  duty  you  owe  your  own  charm  — 
The  holidays  will   find  you  as   fresh  as  at   the  begin- 
ning of   the   season  if  only  you   remember  the  care  and 
attention  due  your  skin,    hair,    hands  and  body. 

Don't  let  your   facial   or  manicure  appointment 
give  way  to  Christmas  shopping.      The  more  energy 
you  expend,    the  more  care  your  skin  and  hair   re- 
quire —   for  their  vitality  is  diverted   from  the 
natural   functions   that  give  beauty  to  your  com- 
plexion and  life   to  your  hair. 

An  hour  with  one  of  our  expert  operators  brings 
you   relaxation   and  new  energy  as  well   as   the 
delightful  assurance  of  being  smartly  groomed. 

And    for  Christmas   gifts  —  why  not   be  practical   as 
well  as  generous.      The  Palace  Salon  Gift  Boxes 
contain   fine  assortments  of  luxurious  cosmetics 
ingenuously  packed.      And  Palace  Salon  Gift 
Bonds,    issued  in  amounts  of   five  dollars 
or  more,   may  be   redeemed  with  any 
type  of  beauty  service. 

May  the  holidays   find  you  the  most 
charming  of  hostesses  and  the 
lovliest  of  guests  — 

Yours , 

Albert  ^_^    ■,«■■ 

.  _      ■"  ■■  «: 

»«llJl«2€S 


composition.  He  has  traveled  widely 
and  now  has  returned  from  the  most 
recent  journey  (seven  months  in 
Europe  studying  traditional  and  mod- 
ern art)  with  the  avowed  intention  of 
giving  the  Gump  Galleries  artistic 
meaning  in  the  local  scheme  of  things. 

Richard  Gump  brought  back  with 
him  from  Europe  a  collection  of  Old 
Masters  which  he  claims  to  have  se- 
lected on  the  merits  of  the  paintings 
themselves  rather  than  on  the  fame  of 
the  artists'  names.  He  wants  to  show 
paintings  well  representative  of  their 
period,  irrespective  of  the  signature, 
because  he  feels  that  the  time  has  come 
when  San  Franciscans  can  be  treated 
as  discriminating  individuals  rather 
than  as  "provincials  buying  names." 
He  has  furthermore  announced  a  series 
of  exhibitions  to  give  a  varied,  balanced 
season — offering  to  the  general  public 
outstanding  examples  of  different 
types  of  art. 

THE  Beaux  Arts  Galleries  are  well 
in  the  swing  of  their  season  and  are 
now  engrossed  with  the  Christmas 
Members'  Show  which  will  continue 
throughout  the  month.  There  are  al- 
ways one  or  more  small  "members" 
showings"  at  Beaux  Arts  even  when 
the  main  gallery  is  given  over  to  a 
one-man  or  guest  exhibition:  but  at 
the  opening  of  the  fall  season,  at 
Chirstmas  and  at  least  once  again  dur- 
ing the  year,  the  entire  wallspace  of 
the  charming  galleries  on  the  second 
floor  of  the  Whittel  building  is  given 
over  to  recent  work  by  the  participat- 
ing artist  members  of  the  Club  Beaux 
Arts.  As  I  write,  the  group  show  is 
not  yet  hung.  Paintings  by  Rinaldo 
Cuneo  and  drawings  by  Arnold 
Blanch  occupy  the  main  gallery.  The 
Cuneo  paintings  are  delightful — I 
hope  Beatrice  Judd  Ryan  transfers  at 
least  a  portion  of  them  to  one  of  the 
smaller  galleries  for  continued  show- 
ing during  the  group  exhibition.  They 
are  worth  going  back  to  see. 

Rinaldo  Cuneo  is  one  of  the  San 
Francisco  artists  whose  development 
has  interested  me  most  during  the  past 
few  years.  Essentially  a  product  of 
San  Francisco,  he  is  a  realist  in  a  pecul- 
iar sense.  His  development  has  come 
through  the  process  of  dogged  work, 
of  day  after  day  of  painting,  painting, 
painting.  The  just  closed  exhibition 
was  composed  exclusively  of  paintings 
made  during  a  recent  trip  which  took 
him  to  New  York,  Rome,  Paris  and 
way-points.  Most  of  them  are  painted 
with  oils  on  paper,  his  favorite  way  of 
sketching.  They  all  bear  testimony 
that  Cuneo  has  seen  things  with  fresh 
eyes.  Old  walls,  colorful  scenes  ob- 
served by  centuries  of  artists  have  yet 
a  distinctive  beauty,  utterly  unhack- 


DECEMBER,  1930 


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neyed,  when  restated  by  Cuneo's 
brush.  The  outstanding  difference  be- 
tween these  paintings  and  former  work 
by  Cuneo  lies  in  the  freshness  of  his 
color.  He  shows  himself  more  senti- 
tive  to  subleties  within  a  single  color 
gamut,  more  eager  to  paint  the  singing 
quality  of  certain  reds,  ochres  and 
greens. 

In  January,  Beatrice  Judd  Ryan  has 
scheduled  two  modern  exhibitions 
from  New  York.  The  first  is  that  of 
wash  drawings  by  Max  Weber  who  is 
one  of  the  acclaimed  American  mod- 
ernists. Then  comes  a  joint  exhibition 
of  sculpture,  lithographs  and  draw- 
ings by  Nura  (the  wife)  and  paint- 
ings by  Buk  (the  husband) .  The  fol- 
lowing month,  Beaux  Arts  will  feature 
paintings  by  Jean  Negulesco,  a  Ru- 
manian whose  work  has  found  favor 
with  Richard  LeGalienne  and  with 
art  critics  throughout  the  East. 

The  Courvoisier  Little  Gallery  also 
has  an  interesting  first-of-the-year  pro- 
gram. Starting  with  the  woodblocks 
by  Chiura  Obata  (to  be  shown  also 
in  Berkeley  and  at  the  California 
School  of  Fine  Arts)  Courvoisier  will 
offer  one  major  exhibition  each  month, 
including  lithographs  and  woodblocks 
by  Peter  Krasnow  in  February,  etch- 
ings by  Old  Masters  in  March,  water- 
colors  by  Rowena  Meeks  Abdy  in 
April,  photographs  by  Imogene  Cun- 
ningham in  May,  and  Japanese  wood 
block  prints  in  June. 

THESE  schedules  indicate  but  vaguely 
the  activity  that  will  undoubtedly 
occupy  the  winter  and  spring 
months.  In  practice  these  exhibitions 
will  be  multiplied  many  times  by  the 
showings  in  various  other  downtown 
galleries  and  at  the  Legion  of  Honor 
Palace  where  there  are  always  several 
feature  exhibitions.  At  present  there 
are  some  really  choice  Hiroshige  prints 
from  the  collection  of  Gerardus  P. 
Wynkoop,  an  interesting  group  of 
Russian  Ikons  collected  by  Eugen  Neu- 
haus  and  a  room  devoted  to  Gothic 
and  Renaissance  Sculpture  and  tapes- 
tries. After  waiting  until  the  last  pos- 
sible moment  before  going  to  press, 
(November  28th)  it  is  still  impossible 
to  discuss  the  Diego  Rivera  exhibition 
at  the  Palace  for  the  new  paintings 
from  Mexico  have  not  yet  been  hung. 
Only  when  these  are  in  place  to  sub- 
stantiate the  paintings  and  drawings 
previously  shown  by  Mildred  Taylor 
in  the  East  West  Gallery  and  by 
Beatrice  Judd  Ryan  in  Beaux  Arts  and 
the  additional  drawings  and  sketches 
now  shown,  can  one  fairly  judge  the 
show  with  which  Lloyd  LaPage  Rol- 
lins celebrates  the  presence  in  San  Fran- 
cisco of  the  most  widely  publicized 
artist  in  America. 


\i  RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/  f,,       ■[ 

\No\VtfCanB£Ttl&A^ 


HOW  very  nice  that  San  Francisco's 
first  white  Christmas  should  co- 
incide with  fashion  at  its  whitest. 
And  it  is  such  a  delightfully  conscious 
and  deliberate  whiteness  that  San 
Franciscans  particularly  should  appre- 
ciate it.  Not  in  many  seasons  has  a  lady 
been  permitted  to  indulge  in  the  sheer 
femininity  of  an  all-white  gown.  We 
are  not  pretending  that  this  fashion 
phenomena  has  just  burst  this  moment 
upon  the  horizon.  As  every  well 
dressed  person  knows,  white  has  been 
"in"  long  enough  to  have  gone  out 
again  if  it  had  not  been  discovered 
such  an  entertaining  style.  And  so 
becoming. 

At  holiday  festivities  the  gleam  of 
white  satin  is  as  prevelant  as  depart- 
ment store  Santa  Clauses,  Yule  Tide 
holly  and  the  Christmas  spirit.  But 
these  familiar  marvels  and  traditions 


only  serve  to  accent  its  subtlety.  Joseph 
Hergesheimer,  the  novelist,  in  the  De- 
cember issue  of  a  sophisticated  maga- 
zine, admits  his  fondness  for  white 
satin  with  "a  necklace  of  emeralds, 
cut  like  miniature  melons,  and  a  single 
emerald  ring  with  no  metal  visible" 
...  or  with  "sapphires  so  dark  as  to 
be  almost  black."  All  of  which  goes 
to  show  that  Mr.  Hergesheimer  is  well 
versed  in  his  current  fashions.  The 
famous  writer,  who  is  acknowledged 
as  the  foremost  interpreter  of  feminine 
moods,  could  tell  you  how  greatly 
appreciated  would  be  the  gift  of  one 
of  these  jewels  of  which  he  writes. 
Not  only  these  but  turquoise,  rubies, 
amethysts  for  evening,  tourmalines 
and  cold  acquamarines  for  daytime,  are 
to  be  had  in  the  Tecla  Shop  ...  a  shop 
exclusive  in  San  Francisco  with  The 
White    House.    Not    to    mention    the 


classic  pearls  of  Tecla  origin,  strung 
in  correctly  modern  lengths,  and  set 
in  earrings  and  rings  of  rare  charm. 
In  such  a  remembrance  you  give  the 
most  warmly  received  gift  .  .  .  some- 


thing that  can  be  worn,  and  that  is  in 
the  same  spirit  as  the  smartest  costumes 
in  her  winter  wardrobe. 

THE  success  of  the  black  velvet  wrap 
with  deep  collar  of   white  fur  is 
quite  to  be  expected  at  this  time. 
No  amount  of  popularity  can  dim  its 
precise  dignity. 

Against  the  frosty  glitter  of  the 
down-town  Christmas  decorations, 
the  gift  shopper  with  her  daring  white 
felt  hat,  her  white  gloves,  her  more- 
than-a-bit  of  white  at  throat  and 
wrist,  and  the  urban  foil  of  her  black 
costume,  is  a  picture  to  delight  the 
connoisseur  of  today's  dashing  sim- 
plicity. 

It  is  this  same  smart  and  knowing 
woman  who  leaves  nothing  to  chance, 
but  makes  her  Christmas  shopping  an 
extensive  White  House  tour.  Charm- 
ing trifles,  the  piece  de  resistance  gift, 
the  amusing  toy  for  a  jaded  juvenile 
.  .  .  she  knows  The  White  House  has 


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precisely  what  she  would  have  chosen 
herself  had  she  spent  the  greater  part 
of  the  year  "Christmas  shopping" 
throughout  the  markets  of  the  world. 


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to  be  a  little  sneerish  of  Guild  produc- 
tions here  and,  therefore,  most  of  the 
critics  damned  the  show  with  patron- 
izing praise.  But  to  me  it  was  a  nearly 
perfect  piece  of  work  of  its  kind.  Lynn 
Montaine  gave  a  marvelous  perform- 
ance of  Queen  Elizabeth  and  Alfred 
Lunt  as  Essex  was  not  far  behind. 
The  play  by  Maxwell  Anderson 
moved  forward  from  the  rise  of  the 
curtain  to  its  fall  without  a  wasted 
word.  The  best  historical  play  I  have 
ever  seen  would  be  my  verdict. 

The  other  Guild  production  at  the 
Martin  Beck  is  a  Soviet  melodrama 
called  "Roar  China."    This  was  re- 
ceived by  the  critics  with  great  eclat, 
probably  because  it  is  the  fashion  to  be 
sympathetic  with  communistic  propa- 
ganda in  this  neck  of  the  woods.  There 
are  some  novel  stage  effects  and  a  troupe 
of  Chinese  actors  that  speak  very  in- 
different English.   Mr.  Travers  or  Mr. 
MacLewee  ought  to  be  able  to  give  a 
production    that    would    knock    the 
Chinese  end  of  this  melodrama  cold. 
It  is  worth  seeing  if  only  to  note  how 
alive   the   cheapest   kind   of   hookum 
still  is.  The  Russian  author  has  gotten 
together  an  impossible  set  of  American 
and    British   caricatures    in    order    to 
prove   that   the   Chinese   are   simple, 
sweet,  innocent,  poetic  and  fired  with 
soviet  feeling.    The  arch  villian  is  an 
American  who  hails  from  San  Fran- 
cisco and  who  is  happily  killed  in  the 
first  act  in  a  scuffle  with  his  boatman 
over  a  ten-cent  charge  for  boat  hire. 
He  spoke  gangster  English,  kicked  the 
coolies  in  the  shins  and  other  softer 
portions  of  the  anatomy  and  generally 
behaved  like  a  dire  villain  stolen  from 
"The  Two  Orphans"  and  dressed  in 
white  ducks  for  the  occasions.    The 
house  is  packed  nightly  with  society 
folk,  communists  and  Chinamen.  At 
the  close  of  play  the  night  I  attended 
a   voice   rang  out:    "Hurrah   for   the 
Chinese  Revolution!"   But  whether  it 
came  from  the  greasy  and  bewhiskered 
gentleman  on  my  left  or  one  of  the 
Chinamen  in  front  of  me  I  could  not 
determine.   The  play  is  without  liter- 
ary or  dramatic  merit  and  is  as  false  as 
"Uncle  Tom's  Cabin."  Which  means 
that  it  will  probably  have  a  huge  suc- 
cess and  be  far-reaching  in  its  effects. 
Every  time  America  or  Britain  got  a 
wallop  applause  broke  from  the  gal- 
leries and  all  reference  to  Anglo  Saxons 
was  greeted  with  hisses.  The  play  ends 
with    the   realistic    garroting   of   two 


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35 


innocent  Chinamen,  with  the  captain 
of  the  British  man-of-war  gloating 
up-stage.  Simon  Legree  was  a  pure 
angel  of  light  ranged  up  against  this 
blood-thirsty  servant  of  His  Majesty, 
bent  on  avenging  the  death  of  an 
American  whom  he  really  hated.  I 
suppose  it  is  all  innocent  enough  and 
doubtless  fifty  years  from  now  it  will 
be  given  by  little  theatres  all  over  the 
country  to  show  what  piffle  the  play- 
goers of  1930  enjoyed.  Very  much  as 
they  revive  "After  Dark"  and  "Ten 
Nights  in  a  Barroom"  now. 

Telephotos 

Continued  from  page  9 

or  spectacle  there  are  eleven  "cross 
country  runs." 

• 

A  somewhat  portly  gentleman, 
whose  card  proclaimed  him  to  be  a 
member  of  the  Oxford  and  Cambridge 
Club,  clasped  his  hands  across  where 
his  waist  held  forth,  and  sighed: 

"Ah,"  he  plaintived,  "the  England 
that  I  loved  is  gone.  The  motors  have 
ruined  the  countryside." 

"And  do  you  live  in  the  country?" 
I  asked.  No,  he  didn't.  He  was  com- 
plaining. As  might  be  expected,  he 
also  disliked  the  movies  and  the  tele- 


phone, abhorred  talkies  and  the 
phonograph  and  electric  lights  and  he 
wouldn't  have  an  ice-box,  old  or  new, 
in  his  house. 

Left  to  himself,  he  would  probably 
arm  the  British  Navy  with  spears  and 
battle  axes. 

• 

They  are  hipped  on  dogs,  these 
English.  They  think  dog,  and,  if  they 
can  get  a  foreigner  pinned  in  a  corner 
from  which  there  is  no  exit,  they  talk 
dog.  They  have  dog  hospitals  and 
kennel  maids.  They  have  societies  to 
promote  the  welfare  of  dogs.  In  the 
bleak  courtyard  of  Edinburgh  Castle, 
they  have  a  cemetery  for  dogs,  with 
head  stones.  They  leave  money  to 
homes  for  dogs.  They  pension  dogs. 
And  they  have  dogs,  wet  dogs  in  front 
of  grate  fires,  dry  dogs,  oodles  of  dogs. 
They  blockade  London  traffic  with 
dogs.  Any  morning,  be  it  fine  or  rainy, 
one  may  see  obvious  spinsters  in  the 
busy  crossings  of  Piccadilly,  each  with 
two  dogs  on  leach,  unravelling  the 
beasts  from  innocent  person's  legs  and 
from  the  urging  lamp  post,  while 
traffic  halts  till  the  puzzle  is  solved. 

And  the  London  dogs  have  all  the 
pleasing  and  unpleasing  habits  of  their 
kind.  Who  remembers  the  savage  essay 
which  that  acidulous  Englishman, 
Ambrose  Bierce,  wrote  once  on  dogs? 


Six  million  bicycles  in  Great  Britain. 
That  ought  to  provoke  thought  in  the 
thoughtful.  It  must  mean  something. 
Everybody  rides  except  the  great. 
Vicars  and  curates  and  officers  of  the 
line.  Architects  and  greengrocers.  (Do 
you  know  the  difference  between  a 
grocer  and  a  greengrocer?  I  don't,  and 
anyway  it  matters  not).  Women  by 
the  thousands  ride.  A  retired  captain 
in  the  navy  rode  thirty  miles  to  five 
o'clock  tea.  Outside  the  factories 
bicycles  are  stacked  like  autos  in  Amer- 
ica. Six  million  bicycles  is  about  one 
bicycle  to  every  seven  inhabitants. 
• 

The  saving  sense  of  humor  is  needed 
to  retain  one's  calmness  when  an 
Englishman  laughs  merrily  at  Kala- 
mazoo and  Oshkosh  and  remains 
gloomy  when  Oswaldtwistle  is  men- 
tioned. Or  Goitre  or  Pidlington  on  the 
Thames.  And  how,  by  the  way,  would 
you  pronounce  Godalming  without 
sounding  profane? 

e 

Toothpicks?  An  offensive  American 
habit?  Oh,  yeah' 

They  put  'em  on  the  table  at  the 
Berkeley  in  London,  and  if  you  can 
buy  a  dinner  at  the  Berkeley  for  two 
that  will  cost  you  less  than  twenty- 
five  dollars  I'll  buy  you  a  bottle  of 
Roederer  '98. 


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freshly  green  hills  and  the 
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When  your  boy  goes  back  to  school 
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Continued  from  page  12 

wheat  should  have  one  of  the  ears 
horizontal  near  the  top  of  the  circle. 
Too,  the  verso  of  the  title  page  must 
contain  the  words,  First  Edition  be- 
neath the  copyright  line. 

"The  Pit,"  however,  has  little  in- 
terest to  San  Franciscans  who  seek  a 
reflection  of  their  city  through  litera- 
ture. For  those,  such  stories  as  are  con- 
tained in  "A  Deal  in  Wheat,"  1903, 
"The  Third  Circle,"  1909,  and  in  the 
fine  novel  "Vandover  and  the  Brute," 
1914,  are  of  intense  interest. 

Frank  Norris  had  a  grip  on  San 
Francisco  life;  he  saw  the  city  from  a 
perspective  more  interesting  than  other 
writers.  He  was  not  narrow  and  per- 
sonal as  Bierce,  nor  impersonal  as  Bret 
Harte,  nor  as  jovially  self-satisfied  as 
Mark  Twain.  Frank  Norris  was  the 
delicate  artist  with  keen  senses,  and  a 
mind  that  viewed  characters  as  em- 
bodiments of  great  symbols;  he  was 
intent  upon  his  plan,  and  in  order  to 
fulfill  this  desire  his  style  became  force- 
ful, determined,  moving,  for  as  Carl 
van  Doren  has  said  of  Norris :  "He  had 
so  much  force  that  it  is  impossible  not 
to  be  moved  and  not  to  regret  that  his 
work  ended  so  soon." 


Spotlight 


Continued  from  page^lS 

any  notable  extent.  It  is  talky  in  spots, 
but  so  are  Shaw's  plays,  so  that  fact 
doesn't  necessarily  characterize  the 
drama  as  being  old  fashioned.  The 
second  and  third  acts  move  swiftly 
enough,  and  build  beautifully  toward 
the  climax  which  ends  the  play — but 
not  the  story. 

Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell  gave  a  no- 
table performance.  She  played  with 
quiet  restraint  and  with  a  sympathetic 
understanding  of  the  character  of  Mrs. 
Alving  which  made  that  ill-fated 
woman  much  more  human  than  have 
some  others  I  have  seen  in  the  role. 
Albeit  she  pawed  Oswald  to  an  extent 
that  would  give  any  son  softening  of 
the  brain,  even  without  more  virulent 
cause,  that  in  itself  was  a  masterly 
touch  in  her  interpretation  of  the  char- 
acter. She  revealed  most  convincingly 
the  tragedy  of  motherhood — mother- 
hood at  its  best  and  at  its  worst. 

Tom  Douglas  infused  the  role  of 
Oswald  with  a  poignant,  feverish  fear 


of  the  inevitable  which  surpassed  any 
interpretation  of  that  character  which 
I  had  previously  seen.  He  gave  it  a 
certain  frailty  and  a  quality  of  abo- 
lescence  which  greatly  heightened  the 
tragedy  of  the  youth's  heritage,  and 
squeezed  from  many  an  unwary  spec- 
tator a  furtive  tear.  His  was  a  superb 
performance.  Clarence  Geldhart  and 
Wauna  Lidwell  were  excellent  as  Jacob 
and  Regina,  respectively,  and  James 
Ryan,  who  succeeded  Lionel  Belmore 
as  Pastor  Manders,  did  as  well  as 
might  be  expected  under  the  unfortu- 
nate circumstances. 

GILDA  VERASI'S  and  Dolly 
Byrne's  perennially  fresh  com- 
edy, "Enter  Madame,"  was  re- 
ceived with  well-deserved  enthusiasm 
by  the  Travers'  audiences,  during  its 
revival  there.  Nor  is  that  satire  on  the 
artistic  temperament  always  as  satis- 
factorily presented  by  amateurs  as  it 
was  by  the  Repertory  Players,  for  one 
has  seldom  seen  the  play's  nuances 
handled  with  more  subtlety,  even  on 
the  professional  stage,  than  they  were 
in  that  production.  While  one  felt  the 
lack  of  the  effusive  Latin  temperament 
in  Ellen  Page  Pressley,  she  nevertheless 
gave  a  vividly  colorful  characteriza- 
tion as  the  romantic  Lisa  Bella  Robbia. 
Her  interpretation  would  have  gained 
something,  however,  had  she  had  the 
aid  of  less  conventional  costumes  for 
her  opening  and  closing  scenes.  As  it 
was,  those  two  vastly  important  inci- 
dents were  the  least  effective  moments 
in  the  performance.  Peggy  Bethers, 
who  was  remarkably  well  typed  as 
Miss  Smith,  was  a  delight,  and  the 
entire  cast  was  excellent.  Ralph 
Chesse's  setting  was  attractively  un- 
usual. 

"The  White  Blackbird"  was  an  ex- 
ceptional play,  and  it  was  very  well 
acted  by  the  Guild  players,  particularly 
Frederick  Blanchard,  Barton  Yarbor- 
ough,  Theron  Orr,  Minetta  Ellen  and 
Vivienne  Isaacs.  David  Scott  gave  it 
a  pleasing  but  architecturally  weak 
setting. 


Grape  with  Thorn 


by  Annice  Calland 


God  must  love  fools, 
Else  why  did  He 
Trouble  to  make 
You  and  me. 


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Holidays  mean  hospitality  and 
extra  good  cheer  at  the  Post 
Street  Cafeteria.  Our  open 
doorway  is  filled  with  harvest 
fruits.,  oui  tables  are  laden 
with  holiday  specialties  .  .  . 
You  are  specially  invited  to 
"Christmas  dinner"  at  noon  the 
day-before-ChristmasI 


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Open  Match  Play 

Continued  from  page  29 

the  Eastern  Open  and  Pan-American 
Open,  1915. 

First  on  the  seeded  list  is  Horton 
Smith,  who  came  to  sudden  fame  in 
the  winter  of  1928-29,  winning  a 
number  of  the  winter  circuit  tourna- 
ments. Although  he  has  yet  to  achieve 
a  major  championship,  he  has  won 
practically  every  other  important  tour- 
nament on  the  calendar,  taking  13  in 
1929  as  well  as  the  North  and  South 
and  the  La  Gorce.  He  won  the  Savan- 
nah Open  this  year  by  defeating  Bobby 
Jones,  and  placed  third  in  both  the 
American  and  the  British  Open. 

Tommy  Armour,  a  colorful  Scotch- 
man, is  second  on  the  list.  He  won  the 
National  P.  G.  A.,  the  one  tournament 
in  which  Jones  is  ineligible  to  compete. 
Armour  also  won  the  Canadian  Open 
this  year,  and  the  St.  Louis  open  with 
the  amazing  record  of  14  under  par. 
He  competed  in  the  American  Amateur 
championship  in  1920,  1921  and 
1922  before  turning  pro  in  1925,  and 
is  the  only  man  to  qualify  in  all  three 
of  the  big  American  Championships. 

Number  Three  is  Gene  Sarazen,  a 
former  American  Open  and  Profes- 
sional Golfers  Association  champion, 
one  of  the  most  colorful  and  consistent 
winners  in  the  game.  He  won  the 
Open  title  in  1922  and  the  P.  G.  A. 
Championship  in  1922  and  1923. 
His  other  titles  include  second  in  the 
British  Open  in  1928.  winner  of  the 
Metropolitan  Open  in  1925  and  the 
Agua  Caliente  Open  in  1930.  Sarazen 
is  one  of  the  two  or  three  golfers  able 
to  achieve  one  or  more  match  play 
victories  over  Walter  Hagen,  whom  he 
twice  defeated  in  important  matches. 
Sarazen  was  on  the  Ryder  cup  team  in 

1927  and   1929. 

Leo  Diegel,  seeded  number  four,  is 
connected  with  the  Agua  Caliente  Club 
of  Tia  Juana,  Mexico.  Although  he 
has  yet  to  win  the  British  or  American 
open,  he  took  the  P.  C.  A.  title  twice 
in  succession  in  19228  and  1929,  and 
the  Canadian  Open  in  '24,  '25,  '28 
and  '29.  He  was  runner-up  in  the 
U.  S.  Open  twice,  and  was  on  the 
Ryder  Cup  teams  of  1927  and  1929. 

Johhn  Farrel,  number  five,  National 
Open  champion  in  1927  and  a  bril- 
liant medalist.  In  1927  Farrell  com- 
pleted a  great  scoring  streak  in  which 
he  won  the  Whelling,  Massachusetts, 
Philadelphia,  Pennsylvania,  Chicago, 
Shawnee  and  Eastern  Open  in  a  row, 
as  well  as  the  Metropolitan  Open.  He 
was  runner-up  in  the  P.  G.  A.  of  1929, 
and  second  in  the  Western  Open  in 

1928  when  he  also  won  the  rich  La 
Gorce  Open.  He  was  on  the  Ryder 
Cup  teams  in  1927  and  1929. 


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November  1st — Over  cocktails — "No.  my 
dear.  We're  not  doing  a  thing  this  year. 
No.  not  even  cards.  A  small  tree  for  the 
children  and  that's  all.  Oh.  yes.  their 
stockings.  Bill?  Why  no!  It's  really  too 
adolescent !" 

November  15 — Over  the  Christmas  card  coun- 
ter— "No.  not  a  minute.  Aren't  these  cards 
too  dreadful!  .  .  .  Yes,  I  know  I  should 
have  ordered  some  earlier.  These  will  have 
to  do.  that's  all.  Snow  scenes  for  California 
do  seem  silly,  though.  Goodness,  I've  seen 
every  card  design  in  town.  We  sent  out  five 
hundred  last  year. 

December  1st — Over  the  doorstep  of  the 
Antique  Galleries — "What  am  I  doing 
here?  Just  a  little  Christmas  snooping  for 
some  little  thing  for  Bill's  mother.  She 
has  everything.  A  problem.  She's  so  gen- 
erous to  us.  It's  a  real  problem.  Well — 
my  feet  are  killing  me.  Been  in  every  odd 
shop  in  town.  These  doorstops  are  too 
sweet.    Wrap  them  as  gifts,  please. 

December  10th — Over  the  counter  at  Shreve's 
— "Oh,  hello!  I'm  frantic,  my  dear.  I 
want  to  give  Bill  something  he'll  enjoy. 
This  cutting  down  on  Christmas  brings  me 
to  the  verge  of  brain  fever.  Bill  said  'Cut 
him  out,  anyway,  this  year,'  but  aren't 
these  pearl  studs  adorable? 

December  13th — Over  the  cluttered  dining 
table — "Glad  you  dropped  in.  My  arm  is 
about  paralysed,  what  with  addressing  300 
cards  and  envelopes  and  people  changing 
addresses.  I'm  nearly  out  of  my  mind. 
Who  invented  greeting  cards,  anyway?  Do 
you  mind  looking  in  the  social  register 
under  'Dilatory  Domides'  for  me? 

December  15th — Over  the  counter  at  Sing 
Fat's — "Eight  large  size  baskets.  How 
muchee?  What,  you  shopping  here,  too. 
Isn't  it  fascinating?  They're  open  even- 
ings. We're  cutting  down  on  Christmas, 
this  year,  but  we  can't  give  up  our  baskets 
of  dinner  for  poor  families. 

December  18  th — Over  the  book  shop  tables — 
"Simply  haven't  a  second.  Isn't  this  lovely? 
A  first  edition.  It  must  catch  the  boat. 
Thanks,  and  you'll  see  that  it  catches  the 
boat.  Oh.  you'll  take  it  down  yourself. 
That's  good  of  you.  Wasn't  I  the  lucky 
thing  to  find  this  for  Aunt  Maria.  She's 
spending  the  holidays  at  sea.  If  she  doesn't 
like  it.  she  can  lose  it  overboard,  but  she 


can't  say  we  forgot  her  at  Christmas  time. 
No,  we're  not  doing  a  thing  for  Christ- 
mas." 

December  20th — Over  the  telephone — "Glad 
you  phoned.  Your  line's  been  busy  for 
the  last  hour.  Would  you  be  an  angel  and 
get  some  things  for  the  tree.  No.  I  haven't 
enough  for  such  a  big  tree.  Yes,  a  lot  of 
those  red  and  silver  shiny  balls  and  about 
20  yards  of  fattish  tinsel.  No.  no  gold, 
just  the  silver.  We're  cutting  down  this 
year." 

December  24th — Over  the  toy  shop  counter — 
"Glad  to  see  you.  Aren't  these  toys,  this 
year,  too  darling?  After  all  part  of  Christ- 
mas is  the  toy  shop  shopping.  Oh.  I  know 
they  don't  really  need  all  of  this  but  I'm 
weak  minded  and  can't  resist.  Drop  in 
tomorrow  and  have  an  egg  nog.  Oh.  yes, 
we're  cutting  down  on  Christmas." 

December  25th — Over  the  egg  nog  bowl,  at 
home — "Yes,  the  house  really  is  festive. 
We're  only  having  about  a  hundred  in. 
I'm  thrilled  to  the  toes.  Bill  gave  me  this 
divine  bracelet.  Inarticulate?  Well,  I  should 
say  so.  Isn't  he  the  dear.  He  is  mad  about 
his  pearl  studs.  I  am  utterly  exhausted,  but 
after  all  it  is  such  fun.  No  other  day  is 
quite  like  it.  Glad  you  liked  the  gloves. 
Stay  longer,  my  dear,  and  more  egg  nogs 
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Confessions 

Continued  on  page  21 

a  dazed  sort  of  way  (the  three  of  us, 
cab  driver,  man-of-the-moment  and 
me  all  standing  transfixed.  Me  watch- 
ing the  girl,  and  they  watching  me)  I 
realize  that  she  has  changed  from  the 
raggedy-Ann  jacket  to  an  ermine 
wrap,  white  satin  gown  and  turquoise 
slippers.  But  it  is  the  glimpse  of  her 
face  as  she  hurries  past  me  that  holds 
me  spellbound,  rather  than  her  Cin- 
derella change  of  costume.  She  is 
frightened  to  death.  Glancing  back  I 
see  a  smart  roadster,  a  smart  man  at 
the  wheel,  lighting  a  cigarette  and 
watching  her  with  eyes  lifted  above 
the  flame  of  the  match.  Did  she  come 
from  that  car?  And  why  that  look  of 
fear  in  her  great  blue  eyes? 

Again  I  am  left  staring  like  a 
simpleton  .  .  .  The  man  in  the  road- 
ster lights  his  cigarette  and  drives 
away.  The  girl  vanishes  through  the 
door.  The  cab  driver  comes  out  of 
his  trance  and  significantly  fusses  with 
the  meter.  The  man-of-the-moment 
says,  "What  particular  ghost  did  you 
see  this  time?" 

What  can  I  do,  but  laugh  with  him 
at  my  foolishness,  and  tell  him  all 
about  it  over  our  table  in  the  dining 
room,  where  the  romantically  softened 
glow  of  rosy  light  makes  anything 
seem  possible. 


"Who  do  you  think  she  is,"  I  ask. 

"Some  silly  little  deb  dressed  up  in 
her  sister's  clothes  and  out  for  a  thrill." 

"Yes,  but  she  was  so  terribly  upset. 
Didn't  you  see  her  eyes?  And  how  do 
you  account  for  that  get-up  on  the 
boat  the  other  night?"  I  insist. 

"She  probably  would  have  good 
reason  to  be  frightened  if  she  didn't 
return  the  clothes  before  her  sister  dis- 
covered them  gone.  And  as  for  the 
girl  on  the  ferry,  that  is  practically 
certain  to  be  simply  a  resemblance." 

WHAT  can  I  say,  brought  face 
to  face  with  such  irrefutable 
masculine  logic?  Especially 
since  I  have  no  way  of  putting  two 
and  two  together.  If  only  I  had  heard 
that  girl  speak  tonight!  I'm  sure  she 
would  have  had  a  foreign  accent. 

That  is  the  curse  of  the  commuter. 
One  sees  an  interesting  face  on  the 
boat  one  day,  glimpses  it  in  a  very 
gay  mood  at  the  Mark  Hopkins  the 
next  night,  finds  it  again  coming  out 
of  a  well  known  loan  company  on 
Market  street  with  the  Mark  Hopkins 
expression  given  way  to  a  worried 
work-a-day  look.  Just  a  series  of  un- 
related facts  .  .  .  One  of  these  days 
I  shall  probably  be  found  accosting 
some  haughty  stranger  with  the  plain- 
tive request,  "I've  seen  you  so  often 
on  the  8:15...  would  you  mind  tell- 
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Christmas,  and  the  spirit  of  giv- 
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skin — the  urge  to  buy  popper  and 
mommer  neckties  and  handkerchiefs? 
Maybe,  too.  there  is  jumper  in  the 
Holly  berries.  Who  can  tell  in  this  day 
of    fermented    juices. 

Getting  back  to  Yuletide  and  all  it 
brings  with  it.  Aren't  the  stores  fas- 
cinating with  their  enticing  gifts. 
They  range  from  a  dog  collar  to  a 
wheeled  chair.  Nothing  you  can  think 
of  isn't  presented  to  you  in  some  guise. 
S.  and  G.  Gump's  make  you  gulp,  gasp 
in  every  aisle.  Bronzes,  lenox  China, 
mandarin  coats,  white  jade  cigarette 
boxes.  Venetian  trays!  And  the  bottles? 
Oh !  those  bottles.  Gorgeous  this  array. 
If  I  were  told  to  make  a  choice  I  know 
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Mosse  on  Post  Street  has  a  most 
entrancing  linen  shop  for  women. 
Have  you  seen  their  bath  towel  sets? 
Now  I  ask  you?  Couldn't  you  leave 
home  for  any  of  their  things.  A  love 
of  fine  linen  I  think  is  instilled  in  every 
woman  from  generations  past,  when 
the  pride  of  our  great,  great  grand- 
mothers was  the  product  of  her  loom. 
You  could  go  into  Mosse's  blindfolded 
and  choosing  at  random  be  sure  of  an 
exquisite  piece  of  linen.  It's  a  difficult 
shop  to  leave  without  overstepping — 
everything  is  so  desirable. 

DID  you  pass  A.  Schmidt  and  Son 
without  a  wee  lag  in  your  usual 
pace?  Sincere  and  genuine  admi- 
ration for  their  silver  perfections  have 
made  my  too  frequent  visits  tolerated. 

Mr.  Vogel  intuitively  senses  my 
ardor  and  has  unminding  patience  ex- 
plaining the  histories  of  his  shining 
antiques.  Some  of  the  articles  of  un- 
usual design  are  remarkably  inexpen- 
sive considering  what  they  are — and 
before  Christmas  is  upon  you  act  upon 
the  suggestion  of  a  call  to  this  wonder- 
ful show  room. 

Don't  you  like  to  poke  around  and 
find  places  that  are  different?  That 
happens  to  be  my  job.  I'm  getting  to 
be  a  bureau  of  information.  Hanging 
out  a  shingle  wouldn't  be  a  bad  idea. 
I  experienced  the  greatest  satisfaction 
in  going  to  Benaderet's  on  Geary. 
Everything  to  enhance  King  Tobacco 
in  here.  Intriguing  cases  for  cigars  and 
cigarettes.  Meerschaum  pipes.  Unusual 
lighters    and.    more    interesting    than 


anything  else,  tiny  gold-tipped  cigar- 
ettes to  serve  with  a  demi-tasse.  Just  a 
puff  in  it  but  just  enough.  I  had  to 
step  on  it  now  and  call  for  my  dress 
at  Kay's.  You  would  like  my  pur- 
chase. The  glass  showed  me  a  slim 
lady  in  black  chiffon,  cut  low  to  the 
waist  line,  held  on  the  shoulders  with 
a  necklace  of  brilliants.  A  narrow  belt 
of  the  same  at  the  waist  line  enchanced 
the  slenderness  and.  in  my  trailing 
elegance.  I  felt  a  veritable  return  to  the 
old  traditions. 

I  dined  delightfully  at  the  Oak  Tree 
Inn  and  everything  was  so  yummy  I'll 
have  to  swear  off  until  Christmas.  The 
delightful  fire  place  was  an  inspiration 
to  dream  and  I  had  a  real  brain  wave, 
or  at  least  the  bright  idea  of  giving  my 
very  efficient  little  maid,  Annie  Rose, 
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Continued  from  page  IS 

of  the  novel  follows  its  title  carefully 
— the  life  of  a  girl  grows,  expands, 
deepens,  moves  slowly  and  almost 
blindly  forward.  Splendid  is  the  only 
adjective  to  describe  it.  It's  the  kind 
of  novel  you  want  to  settle  down  with 
in  front  of  a  fire;  it  is  a  novel  you 
hate  to  finish.  All  of  which  is  another 
way  of  saying  that  the  book  follows 
the  leisurely  method  of  the  nineteenth 
century  novel.  Nothing  is  hurried, 
hasty,  or  poorly  done.  And  it  is  an 
infinite  relief  and  satisfaction  after  the 
febrile  chatter  of  so  many  of  the  new 
"smart"  novels.  Here  are  real  people, 
real  problems,  real  emotions,  not  the 
pathetic  jumping-jacks  of  a  speakeasy 
world. 

Another  book  to  settle  down  with 
and  one  which  will  delight  his  ad- 
mirers is  the  new  edition  of  Thomas 
Mann's  A  Man  and  His  Dog  recently 
brought  out  by  Alfred  A.  Knopf.  The 
story  is  a  simple  one — it  is  really  all 
told  in  the  title — but  the  delicate  and 
whimsical  humor  of  it  shows  a  new 
side  of  Thomas  Mann  unsuspected  by 
those  who  know  him  only  through 
his  larger  works.  I  do  not  say  his 
more  important,  for  while  the  critics 
must  no  doubt  rank  Budden- Brooks 
and  The  Magic  Mountain  above  this 
little  book,  it  is  written  with  the  same 
skill  and  artistry  that  have  won  for 
the  author  so  high  a  place  in  contem- 
porary letters. 

Certainly  the  most  original  writer 
in  America  today  is  Ernest  Heming- 
way. His  Farewell  to  Arms  only 
added  to  the  discussion  of  his  merit 
or  lack  of  it  which  he  had  started  with 
The  Sun  Also  Rises.  A  new  edition 
of  his  earlier  book  of  short  stories 
In  Our  Time  has  recently  been  issued, 
(Scribner's,  $2.50)  with  an  intro- 
duction by  Edmund  Wilson.  The 
book  is  fascinating  even  if  you've  never 
read  any  of  Hemingway.  It  is  doubly 
so  if  you  have,  for  the  forming  of  the 
style  which  becomes  surer  in  The  Sun 
Also  Rises  is  here  evident.  I  had  not 
realized  how  much  Hemingway  owes 
to  Sherwood  Anderson  until  I  read 
"My  Old  Man."  The  Gertrude  Stein 
element  stands  out,  too.  The  ingredi- 
ents were  not  blended  at  the  time  these 
stories  were  written ;  but  even  so,  upon 
them  all  is  the  mark,  clear  and  unmis- 
takable, of  an  original  and  powerful 
personality  which  rapidly  becomes  one 
of  the  most  significant  of  our  day. 


.or  your 
WINTER  HOLIDAY 
—  don't  forget 
THE  SETTING! 

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nival on  Yosemite's  huge  meadow 
rink,  snug  between  monstrous  gran- 
itewalls  that  reach  up  to  the  stars... 
then  a  blazing  fire-log  at  the  color- 
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Nights  like  these  follow  days  of 
ski-joring,  to  the  far  corners  of  the 
Valley  floor  . . .  tobogganing,  on  the 
four-track  slide . . .  jingly  sleigh  tours 
and  jaunts  with  a  dog  team  . .  . 
whirling  down  the  busy  "ash-can" 
slide  .  .  .  and  ski-tours  up  on  the 
slopes  of  the  mile-high  Sierra. 

It's  the  year's  most  exhilarating 
holiday  —  starting  as  soon  as  you 
plan  it !  Accommodations  range  all 
the  way  from  $18  a  week,  House- 
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Particularly  at  Christmas  time.  Ex- 
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satisfaction  that  appears  in  the  male 
eye  when  a  gift  bearing  our  label  is 
tendered. 

— May  we  suggest  .  .  . 
Pajamas 
Ties 

Sweaters 
Robes 
Hose 
Scarfs 
Dress  Studs 
Shirts 
Hats 

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materials  and  patterns  to  be  found  in 
domestic  and  foreign  markets  .  .  .  and 
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Gaillard  Stoney  (Macmillan)  makes 
a  good  story,  full  of  warring  forces 
which  ultimately  lead  to  tragedy. 
There  is  enough  of  the  romantic  glory 
of  the  lost  Old  South  to  please  the 
Northerner,  coupled  with  a  dramatic 
study  of  the  fusion  and  confusion  of 
race  and  cast  in  one  of  the  most  inter- 
esting parts  of  America. 

An  extremely  attractive  book  is  the 
group  of  poems  To  the  Little  Princess 
by  Ella  Young  which  has  been  brought 
out  by  Johnck  and  Seeger.  The  little 
volume  is  an  exquisite  bit  of  book- 
designing,  illustrated  with  decorations 
by  Lawrence  A.  Patterson.  Ella  Young 
is  an  Irish  poet,  and  through  these 
fragile  verses  runs  the  delicate  and 
fragrant  imagery  for  which  the  Celt 
is  famous.  In  Old  Pastures  (Macmil- 
lan) we  have  the  work  of  another 
Irish  poet,  Padraic  Colum.  Here  again 
the  Irish  traits  are  noticeable:  humor 
and  pathos  and  a  wistful  sentiment. 
Although  the  poems  are  slight,  no  one 
being  marked  with  the  indelible  power 
of  greatness,  all  are  charming  and  will 
please  anyone  with  a  bit  of  Irish  (and 
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temptation  of  the  modern 
luxury  with  which  each 
guest  is  surrounded  that 
brings  those  who  "know" 
to  Nob  Hill  for  the  week- 
end, to  spend  the  season 
or  to  make  their  home 
above  the  heart  of  the  city. 

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Fin    DAN  TRANCISCAN 

JOSEPH  DYER,  Editor  and  Publisher 
Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  to  the  Publisher 


CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

WILSON  FOLETT 

LINCOLN  STEFFENS 

IDWAL  JONES 


CONTRIBUTORS 

GEORGE  DOUGLAS 

ELVA  WILLIAMS 

SYDNEY  KING  RUSSELL 

CAREY  MCWILLIAMS 


OTTORINO  RONCHI 

ZOE  FJATTU 
ROWENA  MASON 
KATHRYN  HULME 


VOLUME  V 


CONTENTS 

JANUARY,  1931 


Articles 

Brass  Bands  and  Grand  Balls,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 
Adventures  in  Soviet  Russia,  continued,  by  Henry  Cowell 
Ballet  with  Symphony,  by  John  Parker     .... 
More  from  Manhattan,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Financial  Fallacies,  by  John  M.  Dewees  .... 

Short  Story 

Sacrifice,  by  Leroy  Rumsey 

Criticism 

Facing  the  Music,  by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 11 

Passing  Shows,  by  Aline  Kistler 18 

Causerie,  by  Frank  L.  Fenton 19 

Verse 

Portrait  of  a  Spinster,  by  Constance  Ferris 12 

In  the  Name  of  Love,  by  Sydney  King  Russell  ....  14 

The  Inexorable  Equation,  by  Peter 17 

Special  Features 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told,  short  comment  and  humor     ....      8-9 


Number  3 


7 
12 
15 
17 
22 

14 


Special  Features 

Music  Calendar 11 

Art  Calendar 18 

Reigning  Dynasty,  by  Josephine  Bartlett 21 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 30 

Illustrations 

James  Rolph,  photograph  by  Alexander  Arkatov    ....  6 

Cartoons 8-9 

Myrtle  Leonard,  photograph  by  Roger  Sturtevant  ....  10 
Issay  Dobrowen,  drawing  by  Fisher          ....                 . 

Desert  Home,  photographs 13 

Stage  Setting  for  "La  Giara,"  by  Junius  Cravens    ....  15 

Betty  Horst,  photograph  by  Consuela  Kanaga          .        .        .        .  15 

John  Arledge,  photograph  by  De  Forrest 16 

Celery,  by  Peter  Arno 

Drawing,  by  Charles  Stafford  Duncan 

Albert  Einstein,  caricature  by  Sotomayor 19 

Virginia  Philips,  drawing  by  Douglas  Crane 20 


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ARKAIOV 


HIS       EXCELLENCY 

James  Rolph,  Jr.,  Member  of  the  Imperial  Order  of  the  Rising 
Sun  of  Japan,  Officer  of  the  Order  of  St.  Sava  of  Serbia,  Officer 
of  the  Crown  of  Belgium,  Chevalier  of  the  Legion  of  Honor  of 
France,  Commander  of  the  Order  of  Leopold  I  of  Belgium,  Com- 
mander of  the  Royal  Order  of  George  I  of  Greece,  Officer  of 
the  Crown  of  Italy,  Commander  of  the  Order  of  Orange-Nassau 
of  Netherlands,  five  times  Mayor  of  San  Francisco  and,  now,  the 
Twenty-Seventh  Governor  of  the  State  of  California. 

NOTE:  The  social  error  of  the  carnation  being  in  the  wrong  buttonhole  must  be 
charged  to  the  account  of  The  San  Franciscan.  Governor  Rolph  put  the  flower  in  his 
left  lapel  when  the  picture  was  taken.  We,  however,  preferred  to  have  him  look 
toward  the  center  of  the  magazine  so  reversed  the  print,  transposing  the  flower. 


SAN  FflANClSCa 


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Brass  Bands  and  Grand  Ball: 


Comparing  the  Recent  Inauguration  with  Events  of  Earlier  Days 

by  Zoe  E.  Battu 


THERE  was  once  a  tradition  in  Cali- 
fornia that  a  governor  was  not 
really  a  governor  until  he  had 
danced  the  lancers  at  his  own  inaugu- 
ral ball. 

For  more  than  a  quarter  of  a  century 
the  tradition  has  lain  dead.  But  this 
week,  as  James  Rolph.  Jr.,  assumed 
the  governorship,  the  inaugural  ball 
was  resurrected,  although  the  lancers 
remain  in  their  grave,  which  is  just  as 
well  for.  remarkable  as  are  the  talents 
of  our  Lord  Jim  Rolph.  it  is  to  be 
doubted  if  he  is  equal  to  the  lancers. 
That  dance  belongs  to  other  times  and 
other  people. 

Deeply  rooted  as  was  the  tradition 
of  an  inaugural  ball,  it  does  not  appear 
to  have  been  begun  until  compara- 
tively late  in  the  state's  history.  There 
does  not  come  readily  to  hand  any 
special  accounts  of  such  functions  in 
the  1850's  and  '60's.  and  for  this  lack 
there  are  a  number  of  possible  explana- 
tions. 

For  several  years  the  exact  location 
of  the  state  capital  was  an  open  issue. 
San  Jose,  Monterey  and  Vallejo  each 
aspired  to  be  California's  capital,  and 
each  put  forth  noisy  claims  to  the 
honor. 

Politics  in  the  1850's  and  '60's 
were  a  highly  riotous  business.  Cam- 
paigns were  marked  by  duels,  assassin- 
ations, stabbings,  mob  madness,  libel, 
blackmail,  intimidation,  conspiracy 
and  innumerable  lesser  irregularities. 
The  successful  and  surviving  candi- 
dates were  probably  exhausted  from 
their  campaign  activities  and  desired  to 
assume  office  without  further  display 
and  ostentation. 

Aside  from  these  political  considera- 
tions, there  was  another  reason,  very 
likely  the  real  reason  for  the  lack  of 
early  day  inaugural  balls.  In  the  two 


decades  named,  ladies — that  is,  the 
right  sort  of  ladies — were  very  scarce 
in  California,  and  you  could  not  very 
well  have  a  ball  unless  the  unattached 
ladies  available  were  acceptable  to  the 
few  wives  in  the  land. 

But  by  the  1870's  the  capital  was 
permanently  established  in  Sacra- 
mento, and  the  town  had  taken  on  the 
dignity  and  aspect  of  a  capital  city — 
factors  necessary  to  the  growth  of  a 
tradition.  Politics  were  conducted  with 
more  finesse  and  order.  The  supply  of 
socially  acceptable  damsels  and  ladies 
had  increased.  Society  was  stabilizing 
itself  and  craved  the  cultural  gentilities. 
Inaugural  balls,  therefore,  began  to 
take  shape  as  polished  and  glamorous 
events. 

THUS  for  the  inauguration  of  Gov- 
ernor Booth,  which  took  place 
December  10,  1871,  plans  were 
laid  weeks  in  advance.  The  ball,  how- 
ever, almost  failed  to  take  place  because 
the  day  before  the  named  date  rain  fell 
in  torrents  and  the  wind  blew  a  gale. 
Rail  beds  were  washed  out.  roads 
were  ruined  and  the  Sacramento  River 
threatened  to  overflow  its  levees.  Bal- 
lenberg's  Band,  which  was  to  furnish 
music  for  the  ball,  had  apparently  no 
way  of  getting  to  Sacramento,  and 
scores  of  San  Franciscans  with  invita- 
tions to  the  ball  were  in  the  same 
predicament. 

The  only  possible  means  of  trans- 
portation to  Sacramento  was  the 
steamer  Capital,  whose  captain  was 
opposed  to  venturing  into  the  storm. 
But  finally  the  captain  yielded  to  the 
pleas  of  frantic  bid  holders  and  the 
members  of  the  band.  With  his  steamer 
loaded  to  capacity,  he  left  San  Fran- 
cisco at  his  usual  hour.  The  trip  was 


made  by  inches  and  took  a  night  and 
day. 

But  the  Capital  managed  to  tie  up 
at  the  Sacramento  wharf  on  the  eve- 
ning of  the  ball.  Its  passengers  were  at 
the  Capitol  Building  to  dance  and  the 
band  to  play  for  the  first  quadrille. 
There  were  present  at  the  ball,  in  full 
dress  uniform,  the  Army,  the  Navy, 
the  National  Guard,  the  French  and 
Italian  consuls.  The  midnight  dinner 
was  sumptuous,  and  the  punch  bowls 
operated  on  the  fountain  principle. 
Thus  both  ladies  and  gentlemen  were 
well  repaid  for  the  dangers  of  the  trip. 

TO  CELEBRATE  the  inauguration  of 
Governor  Perkins  there  was  a  ball 
of  magnitude  and  heavy  financial 
expenditures.  But  over  the  festivities 
tragedy  cast  its  depressing  shadow. 
Three  days  before  the  ball,  there  had 
occurred,  in  San  Francisco,  the  death 
of  Emperor  Norton  I  of  the  United 
States  and  Protector  of  Mexico.  On  the 
very  day.  of  the  ball,  December  11. 
1880,  San  Francisco  had  held  a  public 
funeral  for  this  most  beloved  and  dis- 
tinguished of  her  sons,  who  had  been 
the  first,  last  and  only  Emperor  of  the 
United  States. 

The  Perkins  Ball  was  the  first 
important  public  function  in  twenty- 
one  years  that  knew  not  Emperor  Nor- 
ton. During  his  reign  he  had  attended 
every  meeting  of  the  legislature,  all 
balls,  parades,  public  funerals,  corner- 
stone layings,  receptions  to  celebrities 
and  mass  meetings. 

Upon  such  occasions  he  appeared  in 
his  official  and  royal  habiliments,  con- 
sisting of  bright  blue  trousers,  a  green 
coat,  epaulets,  a  cockade  hat  with 
feathers  and  a  sword.  There  persists  a 
rumor  that  the  Emperor  neglected  to 

Continued  on  page  33 


NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


THE  old  husband-arriving-home- 
unexpectedly  situation  was  given  a 
new  twist  the  other  night  by  none 
other  than  Chief  Quinn's  finest.  When 
this  particular  policeman  arrived  home 
at  two  a.m.,  some  hours  earlier  than 
scheduled,  he  undressed  in  the  dark 
livingroom,  carried  his  clothes  on  his 
arm  and  tip-toed  into  the  bedroom  to 
avoid  waking  his  wife. 

But  she  was  already  awake.  "Sweet- 
heart, my  head  has  been  just  killing 
me  for  hours.  Please  go  to  the  all-night 
drug  store  and  get  me  some  aspirin." 

Dutifully  he  picked  up  his  clothes, 
dressed  without  turning  on  the  light 
and  rushed  to  the  drug  store.  The 
druggist  looked  at  him  in  surprise  as 
he  handed  over  the  aspirin. 

"I  thought  you  were  a  policeman." 

"So  I  am." 

"Then,  what  are  you  doing  in  a 
fireman's  uniform!" 

AS  A  WORTHY  successor  to  James 
Rolph,  Jr.,  we  welcome  Signor 
*  Angelo  Rossi  to  the  City  Hall  as 
Mayor  of  San  Francisco. 

Signor  Rossi,  be  it  known,  is  a  man 
of  parts.  He  is  for  one  thing  quite  a 
musician,  and  is  said  to  do  very  well 
with  a  trombone.  In  the  past  several 


years  the  City  Fathers  have  frequently 
been  involved  in  various  issues  relating 
to  the  Opera  Association  and  the  giv- 
ing of  Opera  in  the  city.  At  such  times, 
Rossi  has  always  been  for  giving  the 
Opera  Association  anything  it  wanted 
within  reason  and  a  little  bit  the  best 
of  the  deal.  During  his  reign  we  may 
count  upon  it  that  San  Francisco  will 
be  safe  for  all  things  musical. 

In  private  life  Signor  Rossi  has  been 
conspicuously  successful  as  one  of  our 
leading  florists — an  enterprise  of  some 
distinction  and  artistry,  which  sets  him 
well  above  the  common  ruck  of  poli- 
ticians and  American  mayors. 

And  finally  our  new  mayor  is  the 
son  and  descendant  of  a  gallant  and 
noble  race.  He  is  of  the  race  of  Chris- 
topher Columbus,  who  discovered 
America  in  the  first  place.  He  is  of  the 
race,  which  gastronomically.  musically, 
artistically,  financially,  economically 
and  otherwise  has  contributed  in  a 
large  way  to  the  glory  of  California 
and  the  glamor,  charm  and  romance  of 
San  Francisco.  In  short,  Signor  Rossi 
is  the  logical  person  to  maintain  the 
reputation  of  San  Francisco  as  a  city 
whose  mayors  are  not  merely  glorified 
ward  bosses  but  men  of  varied,  distin- 
guished talents. 


'Whatd'you   know — they've  closed  the  Fable  Room  at  the  St.  Francis.' 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

OFTEN  we  find  that  the  lobby  of 
a  San  Francisco  theatre  is  more 
eloquent  of  the  actress  inside 
than  are  the  posters  outside.  Here  you 
find  living  mirrors  of  her  mannerisms 
in  the  gestures  of  the  women  posturing 
between  acts.  And  one  can  identify  the 
star  at  a  talkie  house  quite  by  watching 
the  eyebrows,  mouth  and  hands  of  the 
women  coming  out  the  door,  not  yet 
released  from  the  romantic  spell  inside. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  someone  who 
remembers  the  old  steam  trains  that 
went  to  the  Beach. 

JUDGING  from  the  sadistic  attitude  of 
the  general  public  toward  certain 
current  trials,  it  is  not  hard  to  be- 
lieve the  account  given  of  the  time 
when  an  old-timer  from  the  Napa 
County  foot-hills  was  on  trial  for  as- 
sault with  intent  to  kill.  The  prose- 
cuting attorney  produced  a  fence  rail, 
an  axe,  a  saw,  and  a  rifle,  as  the 
weapons  used  by  the  defendant.  The 
defence  held  that  the  weapons  used  by 
the  other  man  were  a  scythe,  a  pitch- 
fork, a  pistol,  a  razor  and  a  hoe. 

The  jury,  composed  principally  of 
grizzled  and  be-whiskered  tobacco 
chewers,  retired  to  decide  the  matter. 
Finally  they  emerged  with  the  honest 
verdict: 

"We,  the  jury,  would  have  given  a 
hundred  dollars  to  have  seen  the  fight." 

Having  accepted  Red  Tops,  Green 
Tops,  Silver  Tops  and  many  other 
colorful  varieties  of  taxis,  we  were 
somewhat  prepared  for  the  new  night 
club  special — the  Black  Bottom  Taxi- 
cab. 

IT  IS  easy  to  laugh  at  the  stupidity  of 
others  but  hard  to  see  our  own  in  the 
same  light.  But  certainly  there  must 
have  been  a  large  element  of  ignorance 
and  stupid  observation  on  the  part  of 
the  calculated  thousands  of  visitors  at 
the  de  Young  museum  in  Golden  Gate 
Park  as  well  as  the  supposed  experts  in 
charge  of  the  place  that  for  eighteen 
years  it  should  have  in  its  possession  a 
valuable  collection  of  Dutch  paintings, 
including  a  masterpiece  by  one  of  the 
greatest  of  Dutch  painters  and  a  num- 
ber of  other  unusual  examples  of  his- 
torical and  portrait  art,  without  being 
aware  of  their  greatness. 

The  collection  has  now  returned  to 
its  owners,  a  distinguished  Dutch 
family,  direct  descendants  of  the  family 
of  one  of  the  most  celebrated  Dutch 
masters  and  residents  of  San  Francisco 
during  most  of  the  past  century.  The 
present  generation  of  the  family  did 
not  itself  know  the  worth  of  the  paint- 
ings nor  their  interesting  history  until 
Herr  Adolf  Werbik,  Austrian  art  ex- 
pert, was  commissioned  to  restore  some 


JANUARY,  1931 


"Dear,  I  wish  you  could  interest  your- 
self in  this  theory  of  curves. 

"But — I  think  I  have  a  sufficiently  broad 
view  of  the  matter  at  present1 


of  the  canvases.  He  recognized  one 
masterpiece  that  for  years  during  the 
past  century  was  loaned  for  exhibition 
to  the  museum  in  The  Hague.  He 
conducted  research  which  revealed  an- 
other of  the  canvases  to  be  an  import- 
ant historical  painting  and  still  another 
to  be  the  only  authenticated  painting 
by  a  noted  artist.  Furthermore  he 
found  in  the  collection  five  important 
canvases  by  a  celebrated  painter  whose 
other  known  works  are  treasured  in 
various  museums  throughout  the 
world,  no  institution  owning  more 
than  one  each.  Werbik  claims  that  this 
collection,  so  long  unrecognized  in 
San  Francisco,  although  loaned  to  the 
Golden  Gate  Museum  from  1912  to 
1930.  is  one  of  the  most  important 
collections  of  Dutch  painting  in  this 
country.  There  are  about  sixty  paint- 
ings in  the  collection,  most  of  them 
family  portraits  over  a  period  of  several 
centuries,  and  comprising  a  cross  section 
of  the  rise  and  decline  of  Dutch  portrait 
painting  unequaled  in  America. 

SEA  chests  and  other  things  from 
ships  are  generally  surrounded 
with  a  halo  of  romance.  And  now 
we  find  that  a  woman  has  been  enter- 
prising and  imaginative  enough  to  sal- 
vage some  of  the  fine  old  cabinet  work 
from  disbanded  ships.  We  saw  a  few 
pieces  the  other  day  in  Harry  Dixon's 
shop — a  sturdy,  honest  desk,  the  work 
of  fine  English  craftsmen  of  the  past 
century — a  heavy  timbered  bunk  that 


has  rolled  many  seas.  And  there  we 
met  Mrs.  D.  C.  Seagrave  who  per- 
suaded her  husband  to  purchase  the 
United  States  cruisers  New  Orleans 
and  Albany  so  that  she  might  salvage 
the  furniture  before  the  ships  were 
burned  for  the  steel,  copper,  brass,  lead 
and  zinc. 

The  cruisers  had  seen  long  and  in- 
teresting service.  The  New  Orleans, 
constructed  at  Newcastle-on-Tyne  in 
1898  for  a  purchase  price  of  $2,634.- 
2 1  5  saw  service  first  at  Santiago  where, 
in  company  with  the  Massachusetts 
and  the  Iowa,  she  exchanged  shots 
with  Cevera's  squadron.  After  partici- 
pating in  the  Peace  Jubilee,  she  joined 
the  Asiatic  fleet  where  she  served  con- 
tinuously, except  for  one  period  of 
four  years,  until  the  World  War  which 
saw  her  the  proud  escort  to  convoys  on 
the  Atlantic.  The  Albany  also  had  a 
fine  record  with  the  Mediterranean  and 
Pacific  fleets.  And  now  they  have  been 
burned  for  their  metals,  valued  in  the 
neighborhood  of  $86,000,  and  all  that 
is  left  of  their  glory  are  a  few  pieces 
of  teak  and  some  interesting  cabinet 
pieces. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who,  rea- 
lizing that  there  is  a  "noble  experi- 
ment" being  conducted,  refuses  to  be 
inconvenienced  by  it. 

THE  recent  auction  of  the  effects  of 
"Borax"  Smith  serves  to  bring  to 
mind  his  one-time  brief  connection 
with  the  Western  literary  scene.  In  the 
hey-dey  of  his  fame  and  fortune.  Smith 
was  much  enamoured  of 
the  idea  of  playing  "angel" 
to  Western  art,  writers 
and  artists  generally,  and 
in  a  moment  of  inspiration 
he  conceived  the  idea  of 
founding  and  subsidizing 
a  monthly  magazine. 

Thus,  early  in  1906, 
was  born  the  publication, 
bearing  the  rakish  and  ro- 
mantic appelation  of  The 
Blue  Mule.  The  sheet  was 
named  for  a  mule  of  a 
peculiar  bluish  shade  in 
one  of  Smith's  famous 
wagon  trains.  Henry  An- 
derson Lafler  presided  as 
editor,  and  offices  were 
maintained  at  612  Clay 
street.  By  express  stipula- 
tion, on  the  part  of  Smith.     

the  magazine  was  to  en- 
courage and  develop  young 
writers  and  stories  and 
articles  were  to  be  paid  for 
upon  acceptance  at  a  mini- 
mum rate  of  $25.00.  an 
average  rate  of  $ 5  0. 00,  and 
a  higher  rate  if  the  nature 
of  the  material  warranted. 


For  those  days  these  rates  were  "a 
lot  of  money."  News  of  them  spread 
through  the  land  and  Lafler  was  all 
but  buried  beneath  manuscripts.  The 
stories  he  featured  were  by  young, 
aspiring  but  unknown  authors.  They 
bore  the  names  of  Peter  Bernard  Kyne, 
Kathleen  Thompson  (soon  to  be 
Kathleen  Norris) ,  Sinclair  Lewis  and 
Perry  Newberry. 

But  The  Blue  Mule  was  destined  to 
be  short  lived.  In  April,  1906,  came 
the  earthquake  and  fire.  The  recon- 
struction period  was  not  an  auspicious 
one  for  an  infant  magazine,  and  the 
"angel"  of  The  Blue  Mule  seemed  sud- 
denly to  have  neither  time  nor  money 
for  the  enterprise  which  he  had  begun 
with  such  blare  and  flourish.  The 
magazine  died  to  the  very  probable 
sorrow,  but  not  to  the  total  discour- 
agement of  its  star  contributors. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  a  driver  who 
knows  that  you  can't  turn  left  on 
Market  street. 

Who  were  the  two  women  who 
celebrated  New  Year's  by  sitting  with 
the  orchestra  of  a  downtown  hotel  and 
calling  "yoo-hoo"  at  each  and  every 
draught  of  liquid  refreshment? 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  break- 
fasts in  a  Swedish  coffee  shop,  eats  a 
Chinese  Merchant's  lunch  and  closes 
the  day  with  an  Italian  dinner. 


L-uijeA**-' 


What  do  you  know  about  colic? 


10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


MYRTLE  LEONARD 


A  LITTLE  over  ten  years  ago,  when 
I  was  visiting  in  New  York  City, 
I  received  an  invitation  to  drop 
into  the  studio  of  my  friend,  Francis 
Stewart,  and  hear  one  of  his  pupils 
sing.  The  pupil  on  this  happy  occasion 
was  a  young  woman  from  Alameda  and 
she  had  a  contralto  voice.  Not  just  an 
alleged  contralto,  buta  real,  rich,  deep 
contralto  that  sounded — to  use  a  very 
hackneyed  but  in  this  case  a  perfectly 
descriptive  phrase — like  a  pipe  organ. 

Recently  I  heard  this  same  voice  in 
San  Francisco  on  the  concert  stage. 
The  little  girl  who  ten  years  before 
had  seemed  something  of  a  prodigy 
had  more  than  fulfilled  her  promise. 
She  was  now  a  full  fledged  artiste  and 
ready  to  stand  before  the  best  of  them. 
At  least  so  it  seemed  to  me.  And  my 
humble  judgement  has  since  been  con- 
firmed by  no  less  a  singer  than  Gigli. 
Likewise  Riedel  who  was  the  leader 
of  the  German  opera  during  San 
Francisco's  last  opera  season. 

Miss  Leonard  is  that  rare  thing 
among  contraltos — young  and  slender. 
Not  that  contraltos  are  never  young 
and  slender  but  they  rarely  have  these 
two  qualities  and  a  perfectly  de- 
veloped voice  all  at  the  same  time. 
Miss  Leonard  has  two  other  points  in 
her  favor:  she  has  a  range  that  likewise 
puts  her  in  the  mezzo-soprano  class, 
and  her  German  is  impeccable  even 
thought  she  is  an  American. 

Everything  considered  it  looks  as  if 
it  will  not  be  long  before  San  Fran- 
cisco will  add  one  more  famous  prima 
donna  to  the  long  list  of  artists  that  it 
has  given  the  world.  Remember  the 
name — Myrtle  Leonard.  And,  when 
in  the  very  near  future  you  read  that 
anotheryoung  singer  has  "stopped  the 
show  you  can  look  wise  and  say: 
"Why,  of  course,  I  read  about  Myrtle 
Leonard  in  the  San  Franciscan." 

— Charles  Caldwell  Dobie. 


ROGER  STURTEVANT 


JANUARY,  1931 


11 


Facing  the  Music 


The  First  of  a  Series 


WITH  the  first  half  of  the  San 
Francisco  music  season  at  an 
2nd,  the  question  of  its  musical 
success  or  failure,  technically  speaking, 
is  not  nearly  as  important  as  some  may 
believe.  Even  a  discussion  of  its  various 
phases  is  of  little  consequence.  "Not 
heaven  itself  upon  the  past  has  power, 
but  what  has  been,  has  been  .  .  ."  said 
John  Dryden  more  than  two  hundred 
years  ago,  and  nothing  has  happened 
since  to  make  me  believe  that  things 
are  different  today.  No,  a  mere  discus- 
sion of  the  music  presented  won't  help 
us  much.  If  it  was  good,  bad  or  indif- 
ferent is  of  little  moment  today. 

However,  as  the  first  of  the  year 
seems  to  create  a  retrospective  mood  in 
most  people  it  may  not  be  amiss  to 
glance  covertly  back  and  see  what  the 
sum  total  of  all  the  music  which  has 
been  made  this  season  amounts  to.  And 
in  this  connection  I  feel  justified  to  ask 
at   least   one   question.    Perhaps   it   is 


Friday  afternoon,  January  9,  Symphony 
at  the  Curran  Theater. 

Friday  evening,  January  9.  Grace  Bur- 
roughs, Gold  Ball  Room.  Fairmont 
Hotel. 

Sunday  afternoon,  January  11,  Sym- 
phony  at   the  Curran   Theater. 

Monday  evening.  January  12,  Liebes- 
lieder  Ensemble,  Dreamland  Audi- 
torium, and  Maude  Symington  lec- 
ture recital  on  Wagner  operas  at  the 
Community  Playhouse. 

Wednesday  afternoon,  January  14, 
Maude  Symington  lecture  recital  on 
Wagner  operas  at  the  Community 
Playhouse. 

Wednesday  evening,  January  14,  Sym- 
phony with  Betty  Horst  Ballet, 
Civic  Auditorium. 

Thursday  afternoon,  January  15,  La 
Argentina  at  the  Geary  Theater. 

Friday  evening,  January  16,  Maude 
Symington  lecture  recital  on  Wagner 
operas  at  the  Community  Playhouse. 

Sunday  afternoon,  January  18,  Sym- 
phony at  the  Curran  Theater  and 
La  Argentina  at  the  Geary  Theater. 

Friday  afternoon,  January  23,  Sym- 
phony at  the  Curran  Theater. 

Saturday  evening.  January  24,  German 
Grand  Opera  Company  in  "Die 
Walkuere,"at  the  CivicAuditorium. 

Sunday  afternoon,  January  25.  Sym- 
phony at  the  Curran  Theater  and 
the  German  Grand  Opera  Company 
in  "Der  Fliegende  Hollaender"  at 
the  Civic  Auditorium. 

Monday  evening,  January  26,  Aquilar 
Lute  Quartet  at  Travers  Theater 
and  the  German  Grand  Opera  Com- 
pany in  "Tiefland"  at  the  Civic 
Auditorium. 

Tuesday  evening.  January  27,  German 
Grand  Opera  Company  in  "Sieg- 
fried" at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 

Wednesday  evening,  January  28,  Ger- 
man Grand  Opera  Company  in 
"Goetterdaemmerung"  at  the  Civic 
Auditorium. 


of  Critical  Articles 

by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 

an  impertinent  question.  But  imperti- 
nence, like  table  manners,  is  a  mat- 
ter of  opinion,  and  so  my  conscience 
remains  blissfully  undisturbed  when  I 
ask:  "Did  the  music  presented  during 
the  last  three  months  in  San  Francisco 
help  to  bridge  the  chasm  between  the 
interests  of  art  ond  the  interests  of  the 
common  people,  and  if  so  are  there  any 
visible  signs  to  that  effect?" 

Certainly  a  fair  question  and  one 
which  deserves  a  full  amount  of  con- 
sideration in  determining  the  success  or 
failure  of  a  season.  But  now  that  it  is 
asked  I  suddenly  feel  very  low  spirited. 
For  my  memory  strays  back  to  the 
beginning  of  the  season  when  the  San 
Francisco  Grand  Opera  Association 
presented  its  annual  display  of  ermine 
coats,  top  hats  and  operatic  talent  and 
I  wonder  if  the  answer  to  the  riddle  is 
to  be  found  there.  Were  those  perform- 
ances really  a  popular  and  artistic  suc- 
cess or  were  they  merely  a  well  planned 
and  executed  society  circus?  Obviously 
this  is  no  way  to  arrive  at  a  conclusion. 
So  let's  forget  grand  opera  and  take  a 
quick  backward  look  at  the  symphony. 

UNDER  the  much  discussed  baton 
of  Basil  Cameron,  the  symphony 
orchestra  of  this  city  presented 
twelve  concerts.  Six  popular  concerts 
were  heard  over  the  radio  and  at  sev- 
eral special  occasions.  This  certainly 
proves  that  the  musicians  weren't  idle. 
But  does  the  music  made  so  diligently 
by  the  members  of  the  orchestra  help 
us  to  find  an  answer  to  our  query?  Is 
the  result  of  their  efforts  an  increased 
percentage  of  listeners  or  is  interest  in 
the  orchestra  merely  kept  alive  by  the 
pulmotor  of  social  prestige? 

Again  a  chilly  draught  of  disappro- 
val strikes  my  neck.  Can  it  be  that  I  am 
once  more  on  the  wrong  track?  A  most 
annoying  situation,  leaving  me  very 
much  in  the  position  of  the  English- 
man who  asks  a  riddle  and  later  is 
forced  to  confess  that  he  has  forgotten 
the  answer.  For  if  it  is  impossible  to 
arrive  at  a  conclusion  after  looking  at 
these  major  events  it  seems  certain  that 
the  success  of  the  season  can  not  be 
determined  by  a  closer  scrutiny  of  the 
concerts  of  individual  artists  either 
great  or  small. 

But  I  am  not  downhearted.  Often 
the  mere  asking  of  a  question  starts  a 
train  of  thought  which  is  apt  to  pro- 
duce remarkable  results. 

After  all,  music  should  be  the 
delight  and  inspiration  of  all  classes 
and  all  people  and  so  the  success  or 
failure  of  a  music  season  must  perforce 
be  judged  by  that  standard. 


ISSAY  DOBROWEN 

WHICH  is  as  good  an  exit  line  as 
any,  and  gives  me  a  chance  to 
turn  my  face  to  the  front  before 
turning  into  a  pillar  of  salt. 

And  here  the  first  thing  I  see  is 
Issay  Dobrowen,  San  Francisco's  sec- 
ond guest  conductor  for  this  season, 
who  arrived  in  the  city  a  few  days  ago 
and  will  play  his  first  concert  Friday 
afternoon,  January  9th,  at  3  o'clock 
at  the  Curran  Theater.  The  youthful 
Russian  conductor  arrived  in  town 
eager  to  go  to  work,  with  a  wealth  of 
new  ideas  in  his  active  brain,  a  charm- 
ing wife  and  the  score  of  his  piano  con- 
certo which  he  may  play  during  his 
stay  here.  He  probably  brought  some 
luggage  for  he  came  all  the  way  from 
Germany,  but  if  he  didn't  I  wouldn't 
be  at  all  surprised.  For  that  is  the  sort 
of  a  man  he  seems  to  be.  Why  should 
he  worry  about  trunks  as  long  as  his 
destination  offers  him  a  piano  and  an 
orchestra  to  play  on? 

Dobrowen  didn't  arrive  with  a  lot 
of  theories  about  the  relative  merits  of 
the  classics  and  the  moderns.  He  is 
fully  aware  of  their  individual  posi- 
tion and  alive  to  their  possibilities  but 
makes  no  comparisons  between  them. 
As  long  as  it  is  music  of  merit  it  mat- 
ters little  to  him  if  it  was  written  yes- 
terday or  a  hundred  years  ago.  But  it 
must  be  music  and  not  trash,  and  he 
leaves  no  doubt  as  to  his  knowledge. 

With  a  long  record  as  symphony 
and  operatic  conductor  in  Europe, 
Dobrowen  has  laid  a  foundation  of 
musical  knowledge  which  will  carry 
him  far.  Perhaps  the  most  significant 
thing  he  said  was  that  "a  full  dramatic 
understanding  of  symphony  music  is 
half  the  battle  for  a  proper  interpreta- 
tion of  the  works.  Approach  music 
merely  from  the  musical  angle  and 
your  readings  of  the  scores  are  apt  to 

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12 


Adventures  in  Soviet  Russia 


by  Henry  Cowell 


(Continued  from  the  December  Issue) 


AT  the  hotel  again.  I  got  the  clerk 
to  telephone  for  me  to  a  man 
to  whom  I  had  a  letter.  The 
address  given  me  was  "Butter  Center. 
Moscow."  I  had  visioned  perhaps  a 
rather  busy  store,  selling  butter,  but 
had  no  idea  of  the  real  magnitude  of 
the  business.  I  found  that  at  this 
butter  center,  every  piece  of  butter  sold 
or  bought  in  the  whole  Soviet  Republic 
must  be  accounted  for.  It  is  a  clearing 
house  for  all  butter  activities.  And  it 
employs  over  twenty  thousand  men. 
But  they  finally  located  my  friend 
without  very  great  trouble.  I  mention 
this  because  it  is  on  a  similar  plan  that 
the  Soviet  government  conducts  all  its 
different  branches  of  business.  Such 
centralization  makes  it  possible  for 
them  to  make  products  at  a  low  cost, 
and  the  general  plan  of  procedure 
seems  to  so  uninitiated  a  person  as 
myself  to  be  much  the  same  as  our 
chain  stores.  Private  enterprises  are 
not  forbidden  in  Moscow,  and  there 
are  still  a  very  few  of  them  left,  but 
they  are  forced  out  because  the  gov- 
ernment can  undersell  them  with  such 
ease,  due  to  its  vast  organization. 

I  took  a  street  car  back  to  the  hotel. 
Since  there  are  so  few  taxis  or  motor 
cars,  everyone  rides  on  the  trams,  and 
they  are  frightfully  crowded:  but  I 
did  not  see  any  ill-natured  jostling. 
It  takes  something  more  important 
than  being  crowded  to  remove  the 
perpetual  good  humor  and  gentleness 
of  the  Russian  citizen.  Passing  the 
tomb  of  Lenin,  where  he  is  embalmed 
and  on  view  to  the  public  from  eight 
to  nine  o'clock  every  evening,  people 
had  already  begun  to  form  in  line  to 
see  him,  although  it  was  only  four 
o'clock.  By  six  or  seven,  thousands 
would  be  waiting  for  the  chance  of  a 
fleeting  glimpse.  A  personal  worship 
of  Lenin  seems  to  have  taken  the  place 
of  religion  for  many  of  the  waiters- 
in-line.  I  tried  my  German  on  some 
of  them;  a  few  could  speak  a  little  of 
it.  and  I  found  that  one  had  come  up 
from  South  Russia  just  for  this  mo- 
ment of  seeing  Lenin:  another  came 
every  evening  and  stood  in  the  long 
line;  another  was  a  school  teacher 
bringing  a  group  of  very  young  chil- 
dren to  see  Lenin  for  the  first  time, 
and  there  was  discussion  of  what  a 


great  thing  it  would  be  in  the  life  of 
the  children  to  have  seen  him. 

From  dinner  I  went  to  call  on  a 
musician  friend.  The  address  he  had 
given  me  proved  to  be  not  a  house,  but 
a  little  street  closely  lined  with  houses 
on  all  sides.  There  was  a  caretaker 
seated  at  the  gate  entrance  to  the  street, 
and  one  was  supposed  to  ask  him  in 
which  home  the  particular  person  one 
wished  to  see  was  located. 

My  friend's  room  proved  to  be 
unique.  As  a  famed  musician,  he  was 
given  a  small  room  to  himself — a  re- 
markable special  privilege.  He  had 
moved  his  enormous  library  of  music 
into  the  room,  covering  every  available 
inch,  as  well  as  many  unavailable 
inches.  For  the  music  was  piled  up 
against  the  wall  on  all  four  sides  of 
the  room  solidly,  from  the  floor  to  the 
ceiling:  with  only  a  space  for  the 
window.  It  was  piled  under  the  grand 
piano  up  to  the  bottom  of  the  piano, 
and  on  top  of  the  piano  up  to  the 
ceiling.  The  only  chair  was  the  piano 
bench  and  the  bed.  And  when  the 
bed  was  not  in  use  music  was  piled  on 
it.  When  my  friend  (Mr.  Nicolas 
Schelleiff )  went  to  bed.  the  music  on 
the  bed  was  piled  on  the  floor  in  the 
passage  through  which  one  must  walk 
to  get  in  and  out  of  the  room.  In  spite 
of  crowdedness  there  were  two  music 
students  having  a  wonderful  time 
arguing  about  abstruce  musical  ques- 
tions, seated  on  the  piano  bench.  I 
was  seated  on  the  bed.  From  under 
the  bed  came  a  samovar,  and  tea  was 
enjoyed  by  all.  in  spite  of  cramped 
quarters.  No  quarters  are  small  enough 
to  excuse  a  lack  of  tea,  in  Russia. 

My  friend  took  me  to  a  play  in  the 
Meierholdt  Theatre.  The  play  was 
one  making  fun  of  capitalistic  society. 
The  actors  had  to  be  wonderful  acro- 
bats, and  the  play  was  truly  funny. 
The  actors  were  very  formally  dressed 
in  full  evening  dress  (which  is  not 
used  in  Russia  anywhere  now)  and  in 
the  middle  of  a  serious  and  stilted  con- 
versation, one  of  them  would  without 
warning  jump  over  several  chairs  and 
couches,  gracefully  disport  himself 
where  he  happened  to  land,  and  calmly 
continue  the  serious  and  dignified  con- 
versation with  someone  else  in  his  new 
position.    Then  there  was  a  fire  in  the 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

house  portrayed  on  the  stage,  and  fire- 
men bounded  up  and  over  the  house, 
beat  out  the  flames,  were  killed, 
squirted  water  on  the  inmates,  and 
shouted  directions:  but  the  same  sort 
of  unconcerned  action  went  on  be- 
tween the  gentlemen  in  the  house.  A 
mere  fire  was  beneath  notice.  If  water 
was  squirted  on  one  of  them,  he  gave 
no  sign  of  noticing  it.  but  if  a  point 
in  the  conversation  interested  him, 
your  true  gentleman  would  give  one 
of  his  indescribable  leaps  into  the  air, 
make  a  few  turns  in  the  air,  and  land 
quietly  again.  Such  plays  run  con- 
stantly, a  rather  gentle  and  humorous 
propaganda  against  dressing  up.  and 
acting  like  society  folks.  No  plays 
which  I  saw  were  without  propaganda 
in  some  form. 

Walking  home  from  the  play  late 
at  night.  I  wondered  if  we  would  be 
accosted  by  prostitutes,  as  one  is  at 
night  in  Paris.  Berlin  or  Vienna.  But 
my  friend  claimed  that  prostitution  is 
practically  non-existent,  since  mar- 
riage has  been  shorn  of  its  financial 
obligations  and  is  within  the  reach  of 
everyone.  Since  the  man  and  woman 
each  make  money,  and  continue  both 
to  be  paid  after  marriage,  there  is  no 
responsibility,  and  the  wages  auto- 
matically go  up  if  a  child  is  born. 

With  this  comforting  thought  my 
friend  left  me.  and  I  went  into  the 
hotel  only  to  find  that  the  person  who 
had  left  me  his  room  had  come  back, 
and  that  the  next  day  I  would  again 
be  without  a  shelter. 

With  this  disquieting  information 
running  through  my  mind,  I  settled 
into  bed,  having  spent  a  typical  trav- 
elers day  in  Moscow. 

Portrait  of  a  Spinster 

By  Constance  Ferris 

Moving  gracefully,  tending  the  hollyhocks 

Morning  and  afternoon 

Then  in  the  evenings,  watching  the  sheen 

Of  firelight  on  rosewood,  candle  light  on  teacups 

Comforted  by  dreams. 

A  spinster  with  blue  veins  and  leg  of  mutton 

sleeves 
Is  honored  in  Boston,  ignored  in  San  Francisco. 
A  matter  of  geography,  nothing  more  tangible, 
Made  me  a  spectator  at  life's  parade. 
Pity  the  young  man,  seething  with  virility, 
Pity  the  young  girl,  with  lithe,  ecstatic  grace,- 
Pity  the  zealous,  the  strivers,  the  seekers, 
They,  too,  must  come  to  quiet  in  the  end. 
Pity  not  the  old  maid,  alone  with  her  teacups, 
Pity  only  those  who  in  life's  long  twilight 
Are  left  without  firelight, 
Candlelight  and  dreams. 


JANUARY,  1931 


13 


Gordon  Kaufman,  Architect 


CASA    MAGNOLIA 

The  Desert  Home  of 
Lee  Eleanor  Graham 


at  La  Quinta  in  the  heart  of  the 
Southern  California  desert.  At 
right  is  a  detail  of  the  "Desert 
Bedroom."  The  walls  are  of  silver 
and  gold  leaf  with  varieties  of 
cacti  painted  in  their  natural 
colors.  The  floors  are  of  black 
marble  ornamented  with  medal- 
lions of  cathedral  glass.  Above  is 
a  view  of  the  patio,  showing  the 
entrance  to  one  of  the  bed  rooms. 
This  patio  is  covered  by  a  canopy 
of  Venetian  sail  cloth.  A  splen- 
did barbecue  fireplace  lends  itself 
to  the  outdoor  activities  of  a 
desert  home. 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Sacrifi 


acrince 


by  Leroy  Rumsey 


AND  NOW — Audrey  lay  sobbing 
on  the  sofa:  fair-haired  Audrey, 
who  had  laughed  her  way 
through  life,  sobbing  in  Marty's 
smartly-furnished  apartment:  the 
apartment  that  was  so  like  Marty  her- 
self—  frigid,  passionless;  overlooking 
the  points  of  the  other  skyscrapers  as 
Marty  overlooked  life. 

Marty,  standing  by  the  window, 
watched  the  scurrying  people  on  the 
street  below.  Her  close  black  hair  was 
unmoved  by  the  clean-cut  wind  from 
the  bay.  Her  manner  was  as  detached 
and  impersonal  as  the  large  cold  soli- 
taire which  sparkled  on  the  finger  of 
her  left  hand. 

"Stop,  Audrey,"  she  said. 

Audrey  raised  her  eyes.  "I  can't, 
Marty;  I  can't  stop.  He's  all  there  is — 

in  the  world — to  me "  Her  voice 

choked. 

The  thin  wisp  of  Marty's  mono- 
tone shone  for  an  instant  against  the 
dead  silence  of  the  room.  "Stop  crying, 
Audrey,"  she  said.  "If  Danny  is  out- 
side, why  don't  you  send  him  in?  I'd 
like  to  talk  to  him — alone." 

Audrey  walked  listlessly  to  the  door, 
dabbing  at  her  eyes  with  a  pale  blue 
handkerchief.  She  glanced  for  a  mo- 
ment at  the  motionless  figure  by  the 
window  and  then  went  out. 

MARTY  did  not  move.  Her  eyes 
stared  unseeingly  at  the  ceaseless 
antics  of  the  tiny  black  forms 
ten  stories  below.  If  she  could  handle 
Danny,  everything  would  be  all  right. 
If  she  could  handle  Danny 

Daniel  Carter  entered  the  room 
slowly,  dragging  his  heels.  He  barely 
looked  at  Marty.  "Audrey  told  you?" 
he  asked. 

Marty  turned.  "Yes  .  .  .  yes  .  .  . 
Audrey  told  me."  Her  eyes  lighted 
with  a  sardonic  gleam  which  died 
almost  as  soon  as  it  had  come.  "But 
I  might  as  well  listen  to  you,"  she 
continued,  in  her  lifeless,  detached 
manner. 

Danny  shuffled  to  the  lounge. 
"Why  need  I  tell  you,  Marty?  It's  all 
over.  You  mustn't  believe  what  Aud- 
rey says.  Why — that — that  was  only 
for  a  few  moments.  It  couldn't  last." 
He  gestured  helplessly. 

"Tell  me  how  it  happened." 

Danny  noticed  the  stony  quality  of 
her  tone.  He  should  have  known,  by 
this  time,  that  it  was  useless  to  batter 
against  Marty's  will. 

"Audrey  and  I  ran  into  each  other 
in  Paris,"  he  began,  carefully.  "I  knew 


Audrey  was  a  good  friend  of  yours 
and  I  didn't  think  you  would  mind  if 
we  ran  around  together  a  bit." 

"No.  You  were  merely  my  fiance." 
"It  doesn't,  really,  make  much  dif- 
ference nowadays,  does  it?" 

Marty's  lips  barely  moved.  "No  .  .  . 
it  doesn't." 

"Anyway,  Audrey  didn't  know 
about  that.  We  were  both  going  to 
Rome.  What  was  more  natural  than 
that  we  travel  together?" 

"You  could  skip  that  part." 

"Well  .  .  .  ,"  Danny  hesitated. 
"Well  —  I  don't  know  that  there's 
much  more  to  tell — except  that  we 
went  to  Rome  and  played  around  a 
bit — and " 

"And  you  told  Audrey  that  you 
loved  her,  that  you  wanted  to  marry." 
Marty  laughed  softly.  "But  you 
couldn't,  because  there  was  'another 
woman.'  Another  woman!  Always 
another  woman  to  interfere  with  soul- 
mates."  Her  voice  was  colorless  save 
for  the  faint  suggestion  of  mockery. 
"You  were  her  soul-mate,  weren't 
you?" 

"Marty,  you  mustn't.  It  was  only 
a  midsummer " 

"Yes,  I  know.  Errope  in  the  spring, 
and  all  that."  She  regarded  her  long 
slim  fingers  with  the  eye  of  an  aesthete. 
"I've  been  in  Europe  in  the  spring 
myself,  Danny.  You  mustn't  think  I 
don't  understand." 

"But  you  really  don't  understand, 
Marty.  You  don't." 

Pale  laughter  floated  from  Marty's 
half-opened  lips.  "Oh,  yes,  Danny.  I 
do.  Do  you  think  I'm  as  obvious  as 
that?  Of  course  I  understand.  Aud- 
rey's coming  to  me — that  was  the  final 
touch.  You  might  have  spared  me  that, 
Danny."  Her  voice  dried  to  the  waver- 
ing thinness  of  old  parchment.  "Be- 
cause she  didn't  know  I  was  that  'other 
woman,'  that  third  corner  of  the  tri- 
angle. Asking  me  to  arrange  her  love 
affair.  Begging  me  to  make  this  other 
woman  give  you  up.  And  I.  that  other 
woman,  Audrey's  best  friend,  loving 
you  too " 

"And  I  love  you.  Marty."  Danny's 
words  were  soft  and  fervent.  "I  love 
you.  too.  Won't  you  believe  me, 
Marty?" 

"Danny " 

"You  mustn't  let  all  this  upset  you. 
Marty.  Youmustn't.  Audrey  wouldn't 
separate  you  and  me  for  the  world,  if 
she  knew.  You're  her  best  friend.  She 
— she'd  die  for  you,  Marty." 

"And  I'd  go  through  a  living  death 


for  her."  She  gestured  impatiently. 
"It's  all  over  between  us,  Danny.  All 
over.  You  must  go  to  Audrey.  You 
must  marry  her  and  make  her  happy. 
I'm  older  than  she.  I  can  stand  the  loss 
better.  You  must  go  to  Audrey." 

"When  it's  you  I  love?" 

Marty's  lips  hovered,  for  an  instant, 
on  the  edge  of  a  smile.  "When  it's  I 
you  love."  she  repeated.  "Here  is  your 
ring."  She  drew  the  hard,  glittering 
jewel  from  her  finger.  "The  one  ring 

Continued  on  page  23 


In  the  Name  of  Love 

by  Sydney  Kins  Russell 


The  whiteness  of  your  body  in  the  dusk 

Rekindles  ardor  in  my  singing  blood, 

Again  I  winnow  beauty  from  the  husk 

And  passion  sweeps  me  with  the  ancient  flood 

Your  fingers  touch  my  arm,  and  I  am  made 

One  with  a  host  exultant  over  time 

And  space — no  longer  timid  and  afraid 

Of  windy  stairs  too  tenuous  to  climb. 

Your  breath  is  on  my  hair,  and  in  my  eyes 
Your  certain  image  stamped  indelibly; 
I  am  refashioned,  radiant  and  wise 
Since  you  have  crossed  a  world  to  succor  me. 
The  gift  of  ecstasy  lies  in  our  keeping,- 
Look  homeward,  time — you  shall  not  find  love 
sleeping! 


How  sweet  the  dusk  ...  A  light  breeze  from 

the  south 
Ruffles  your  hair,  makes  mischief  with  your  dress 
Your  kisses  fall  so  softly  on  my  mouth 
I  dare  not  stir,  cradled  in  tenderness. 
I  dare  not  speak  aloud,  even  to  bless 
Your  tender  fingers,  suddenly  imbued 
With  skill  to  wake  the  ultimate  caress 
Of  love  that  leaps  from  changing  mood  to  mood. 

Yet  only  yesterday  I  thought  you  hated 

The  very  ground  I  trod.  I  drank  despair, 

A  bitter  draught,  and  wandered  where  Death 

waited; 
You  came  to  waken  me,  and  led  me  where 
The  awful  veil  was  lifted.  Breath  to  breath 
We  walk  with  love  and  look  away  from  death. 


One  who  has  loved  your  body  knows  no  rest, 
Try  as  he  may  he  can  forget  you  never — 
Once  he  has  found  your  lips  and  touched  your 

breast 
A  strange  caress  will  haunt  his  heart  forever. 
He  will  go  plunging  toward  oblivion 
Stopping  his  ears  lest  your  remembered  laughter 
Grieve  him  with  music,  lest  the  bright  web  spun 
Tightly  about,  ensnare  him  ever  after. 

Better,  far  better  had  he  never  bent 
To  kiss  the  arched,  pale  throat  and  restless  eyes. 
Better  he  had  not  learned  the  acrid  scent 
And  taste  of  love.  He  had  been  doubly  wise 
Had  he  but  bent  his  gaze  where  planets  sprawl 
And  never  looked  upon  your  face  at  all. 


JANUARY,  1931 


15 


Ballet  with  Symphony  Orchestra 


by  John  Parker 


THE  zest  of  experimentation  flavors 
the  pleasure  with  which  San  Fran- 
cisco anticipates  the  evening  of 
January  14  when  the  Betty  Horst 
ballet,  with  Lillian  May  Ehrman  as 
primiere  danseuse,  appears  in  concert 
with  the  San  Francisco  Symphony 
orchestra  in  the  Civic  Auditorium.  In 
addition  to  the  symphony  program, 
there  will  be  three  dance  numbers.  A 
ballet  to  the  "Chant  de  Joie"  by 
Arthur  Honegger,  two  solo  dances  by 
Mrs.  Ehrman  to  "Villanella"  and 
"Gagliarda"  from  "Antique  Dances 
for  the  Lute"  by  Ottorino  Respighi, 
and  the  ballet  "La  Giara"  by  Alfredo 
Casella. 

Were  this  Italy,  music  by  Respighi 
and  Casella  would  not  be  played  on 
the  same  program  because  these  two 
composers  represent  opposite  poles  in 
contemporary  Italian  music.  Respighi 
offers  a  rebirth  of  the  pure  classical 
compositions  of  the  Gregorian  mode 
from  the  17th  and  18th  centuries  and 
is  therefore  opposed  to  modernism.  His 
best  known  works  in  this  country  are 
"The  Pines  of  Rome,"  "The  Foun- 
tains of  Rome"  and  "The  Festivals  of 
Rome"  .  .  .  Casella  has  used  various 
styles  of  composition  on  occasion  but 
is  best  known  for  his  latest  works  in 
which  he  makes  liberal  use  of  the  chro- 
matic scale.  His  music  has  frequently 
been  described  as  mathematical.  It  is 
strongly    rhythmical,    dissonant    and 


represents  a  singular 
humor  and  truly  fero- 
cious sense  of  the  gro- 
tesque. 

Mrs.  Ehrman's  dances 
to  Respighi's  music  will 
be  slightly  lyrical,  though 
not  conventionally 
"ballet."  They  are  nar- 
rative only  to  a  limited 
degree,  being  rather  more 
expressive  than  story- 
telling. In  a  broad  sense, 
they  suggest  Beatrice's 
compassion  for  Dante. 

"La  Giara"  is  frankly 
narrative,  having  been 
adapted  from  a  one-act 
play  of  the  same  name  by 
Pirandello.  It  tells  the 
story  of  the  breaking  of 
a  beloved  oil  jar  owned 
by  a  rich  farmer.  Don  Lollo  Ziraga, 
whose  young  daughter,  Nela,  cajoles 
him  into  employing  a  hunchback  jar 
mender,  Zi  'Dima  Licasi.  In  repairing 
the  jar,  the  hunchback  seals  himself 
inside  and  Don  Lollo  refuses  to  have 
the  jar  broken  to  release  him.  Nela  is 
sorry  for  the  mender,  calls  the  peasants, 
fetes  them  with  wine  and  in  a  dance 
upsets  the  jar  which  breaks,  freeing  the 
old  man.  much  to  the  chagrin  of  Don 
Lollo. 

Lillian  May  Ehrman  will  dance 
the  role  of  Nela  attended  by  a  ballet 
of  forty.  The  characters  of  Don  Lollo 


BETTY  HORST 


CONSUELA  KANAGA 


Stage  Setting  for  "La  Giara," 


designed  by  JUNIUS  CRAVENS 


and  Zi  'Dima  will  be  entirely  in  panto- 
mime, played  by  Laurence  Cone  and 
Junius  Cravens.  The  setting,  designed 
by  Junius  Cravens  who  is  staging  the 
ballets,  consists  of  a  house  in  tones  of 
yellow  ranging  through  orange  to 
brown  and  trees  with  trunks  shading 
from  light  orange  red  into  maroon  and 
blue  green  foliage — against  a  very  dark 
blue  back-drop.  The  peasant  costumes 
of  the  dancers  will  repeat  tones  from 
the  house  with  added  accents  of  green. 

THE  ballet  of  "Chant  de  Joie"  by 
Honegger  has  been  developed  along 
abstract  lines.  Honeggar  is  one  of 
the  famous  "six  of  Paris,"  the  group 
that  includes  Milhaud,  Poulenc,  Auric, 
Durey  Tailleferre.  His  music  is  quite 
revolutionary,  his  most  famous  com- 
position being  "Pacific  231."  The 
ballet  does  not  pretend  to  any  narrative 
form,  but  is  purely  an  expression  of 
mood.  Like  the  music,  the  dance  is 
slightly  transpositional.  It  has  in  it 
none  of  the  traditional  ballet  forms, 
being  modeled  on  the  lines  of  the 
modern  German  mass  movements. 
About  twenty-four  dancers  will  par- 
ticipate in  "Chant  de  Joie,"  dancing 
against  a  deep  blue-black  background 
without  other  setting. 

Betty  Horst.  director  of  the  ballet, 
came  to  San  Francisco  several  years  ago 
as  a  representative  of  the  Denishawn 
School.  More  recently  she  has  studied 
in  New  York  with  representatives  of 
the  modern  German  school  of  the 
dance  sponsored  by  Rudolph  von 
Laban  and  Mary  Wigman  and  now 
conducts  her  own  studio  here,  teaching 
principles  of  modernism. 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


DE  FORREST 


JOHN  ARLEDGE 


On  long  term  contract  with  Belasco 
and  Curran,  John  Arledge  returned 
to  San  Francisco  in  "Up  Pops  the 
Devil"  carrying  a  more  important  role 
than  in  his  former  appearance  here 
with  Pauline  Frederick  in  "The  Crim- 
son Hour."  Much  is  predicted  for  this 
youth  from  Crockett,  Texas,  whose 
ability  as  a  pianist  was  exploited  in 
"King  of  Jazz"  before  his  "discovery 
by  the  Western  producers. 


JANUARY,  1931 


More  from  Manhattan 

Where  the   Caliph  Continues  to  Enjoy  a  Critical    Mood 


THE  rapidity  with  which  sections  of 
New  York  become  passe,  or  even 
declasse,  may  best  be  indicated  by  at 
least  one  "nifty"  concerning  Park  Ave- 
nue that  was  pulled  in  a  musical  com- 
edy last  week.  "What,  you  never  heard 
of  Park  Avenue!"  exclaims  the  racke- 
teer of  the  show.  "Why,  Park  Avenue 
is  a  street  where  bad  ladies  take  good 
dogs  out  for  a  walk."  And  then  there 
is  the  other  one  about  the  stock  market 
crash  putting  scores  of  Park  Avenue 
girls  on  their  feet.  And  yet  it  seems 
only  yesterday  that  Park  Avenue  was 
the  last  word  in  swankness!  Though 
why  anyone  should  want  to  live  on  it 
has  always  beaten  mc,  with  upper 
Fifth  Avenue  facing  Central  Park  not 
a  block  away.  After  everything  is  said 
and  done  Park  Avenue  is  a  cold,  drab 
street,  and  if  you  are  near  enough  to 
the  underground  roadway  of  the  New 
York  Central  you  fancy  that  an  incipi- 
ent earthquake  is  in  progress  most  of 
the  time.  .  .  .  Of  course  Fifth  Avenue 
has  long  since  lost  its  class,  even  as  a 
shopping  street.  With  all  its  new  build- 
ings and  its  cheap  flash  it  reminds  one 
of  the  shopping  section  of  a  certain 
western  boom  town  whose  name  we 
shall  not  mention. 

The  other  evening  in  company  with 
some  of  the  publishing  world  I  made 
the  round  of  the  night  clubs.  If  there 
is  anything  more  deadly  than  a  New 
York  night  club  I  have  yet  to  encoun- 
ter it.  Of  course  New  Yorkers  explain 
to  you  that  night  clubs  flourish  for  the 
benefit  of  the  boobs  from  the  sticks. 
But  these  New  Yorkers  never  miss  a 
chance  to  show  a  boob  the  night  club 
sights.  They  remind  me  of  grown-ups 
who  when  caught  at  a  circus  always 
apologize  and  blame  it  on  the  children. 
Some  of  the  sting  was  taken  out  of  the 
aforementioned  tour  by  the  fact  that 
as  my  guides  were  newspaper  column- 
ists they  were  allowed  to  pay  for 
nothing.  .  .  .  The  entertainment  at 
night  clubs  is  usually  made  up  of  num- 
bers sung  by  ladies  with  as  little  clothes 
on  as  the  law  winks  at.  Some  day 
an  enterprising  night  club  manager  is 
going  to  discover  how  lascivious 
clothes  really  are  and  then  there  is 
going  to  be  an  increase  in  the  garment 
workers  trades.  The  last  club  we  pulled 
up  to  had  a  doorwoman  instead  of  a 
doorman,  dressed  in  Cossack  uniform. 
She  insisted  we  could  not  enter  because 
we  had  no  women  escorts  and,  while 
his  hosts  were  arguing  the  point,  this 


by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

humble  scribe,  having  by  that  time 
acquired  a  bun  best  described  as  of  the 
indignant  variety,  waved  for  his  taxi 
and  departed.  I  woke  up  next  morn- 
ing with  an  exultant  sense  of  having 
thrown  consternation  into  the  party 
when  they  found  that  I  had  left  them 
flat.  But  before  the  day  had  passed  I 
discovered  to  my  chagrin  that  nobody 
had  missed  me.  Proving  that  indigna- 
tion either  moral  or  otherwise  is  a 
waste  of  energy. 

MY  EDITOR  admonishes  me  to  con- 
tinue writing  about  topics  of 
general  interest.  But  things  hap- 
pen here  so  fast  and  furiously  that  it  is 
hard  to  tell  where  to  begin.  Already 
the  P.  E.  N.  dinner  for  Sinclair  Lewis 
seems  hundreds  of  years  ago.  Yours 
truly  had  the  honor  of  sitting  at  the 
speakers'  table  and  glowering  down 
with  great  superiority  upon  the  crowd 
below  —  some  hundred  and  fifty 
authors  who  had  been  snatched  away 
from  the  Tagore  dinner  just  across  the 
street.  But  Tagore.  being  a  truly  mys- 
tic gentleman,  let  his  presence  be  felt  at 
theLewis  dinner.  Not  that  he  projected 
his  astral  body;  he  was  much  more 
practical,  he  used  a  telegram.  It  began 
thus: 

"My  Dear  Mr.  Lewis:  Rabindra- 
nath  Tagore,  whose  only  public  lecture 
will  take  place  next  Tuesday  at  the 
Town  Hall,  presents  his  compliments, 
etc.,  etc." 

Ah,  how  well  these  Indian  mys- 
tics know  their  sordid  western  public! 
Your  humble  scribe  also  closed  the 
Lewis  show  with  a  very  brief  speech. 
He  claimed  Sinclair  Lewis  for  San 
Francisco,  seeing  that  he  had  once  spent 
a  month  or  two  as  a  reporter  in  that 
town.  But  I  fancy  Mr.  Lewis  was  not 
impressed.  Anyway,  he  left  it  to  his 
wife  to  voice  the  Lewis  thanks  for  the 
implied  compliment. 

SPEAKING  of  the  claims  of  San 
Francisco  —  what  droves  of  San 
Franciscans,  native  and  otherwise, 
swarm  the  streets  of  Manhattan.  Bill 
Rainey  of  Players'  Club  fame,  now 
one  of  the  big  leaguers  for  the  National 
Broadcasting  Company,  and  Bill  Han- 
ley,  also  "on  the  air."  To  say  nothing 
of  Tom  Carskadon  and  Charlie  Field, 
likewise  going  rapidly  radio.  I  climbed 
up  and  down  four  flights  of  stairs  in  a 
building  next  to  the  American  Radia- 
tor Company's  skyscraper,   trying  to 


17 


locate  Charlie  Field's  apartment.  Fail- 
ing, I  left  an  indignant  note  in  his  let- 
ter box  and  then  crossed  the  street. 
Looking  up  at  the  second  story  win- 
dows I  saw  the  outline  of  two  Chi- 
nese lanterns  winking  in  the  gloom. 
"That,"  said  Hawkshaw  the  detective, 
standing  on  one  foot,  "must  be  the 
abode  of  a  San  Franciscan.  And  not 
only  the  abode  of  a  San  Franciscan  but 
the  abode  of  Charles  K.  Field!"  I  went 
back  and  beat  upon  the  door  and 
insisted  I  was  a  representative  of  the 
Swedish  government  who  had  awarded 
the  Nobel  prize  in  radio  broadcasting 
to  the  inmate  of  that  apartment.  Sud- 
denly the  door  flew  open  and  disclosed 
the  hider-out  in  his  B.V.D.'s.  The 
moral  of  that  is:  Renegades  from  San 
Francisco  with  Chinese  lanterns  in 
their  quarters  should  pull  down  the 
blinds.  .  .  .  But.  to  return  to  San 
Franciscans  in  New  York.  Rose  Wilder 
Lane,  come  way  from  the  Ozarks  to 
take  care  of  the  Lewis  baby  while  the 
family  go  to  collect  their  money  in 
Stockholm.  Ruth  Comfort  Mitchell, 
on  a  three-day  vacation.  Bessie  Beatty, 
presiding  over  tea.  The  Will  Irwins 
and  likewise  the  Wallace  Irwins  at  the 
Authors  League  Show.  George  Creel, 
reviling  me  for  keeping  my  where- 
abouts dark.  Russell  Medcraft,  talking 
over  the  cast  of  his  new  show  at  the 
Lambs'.  Dick  Leonard  at  the  Henri 
Deering  recital,  to  say  nothing  of  Vir- 
gil Markham  at  the  same  place.  Reg 
Mason  in  from  a  run  with  an  English 
play.  The  Lincoln  Steffens  at  Lem 
Parton's  for  dinner.  Alice  Ames  Rob- 
bins,  serving  Sunday  breakfasts  to 
hungry  Calif  ornians.  Virginia  Brastow 
busy  ghost-writing  a  book.  Sam  Bar- 
clay, putting  disgruntled  customers  of 
Scribner's  in  good  humor.  Francis  Stu- 
art discovering  a  new  prima  donna. 

Continued  on  page  23 


The  Inexorable  Equation 

by  Peter 

I  drew  a  thin  black  line 
Across  the  paper  of  my  life: 

. . .  .on  this  side,  I  said,  will 

be  yesterday 
on  this,  tomorrow,- 


But  both  sides  were  unchanging  whitel 

The  only  sign  of  color  there 
Was  the  thin  black  line  of  today, 
Defiantly  dividing 
White  from  white. 


A  San  Franciscan  is  a  person  who 
realizes  that  in  San  Francisco  avenues 
are  named  alleys  and  alleys  are  called 
avenues. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


CELERY 

by  Peter  Arno 

Reproduced  from  the 
original  drawing  to 
be  exhibited  at  the 
Gump  Galleries  the 
latter  part  of  this 
month,  together  with 
satirical  drawings  by 
Miguel  Covarrubias. 
Arno  and  Covarru- 
bias are  the  acknowl- 
edged peers  of  Am- 
erican caricature  to- 
day. 


Passing  Shows 


Discussion  of  Current  Local  Art  Events 

Aline  Kistler 


1931    has   opened   with 
a  feeling  of  art  activity 


THE  year 
more  of 
than  has  been  felt  in  a  long  while. 
Look  over  the  art  calendar  on  this  page 
with  its  subject  matter  in  black  face 
type.  Covarrubias,  Max  Weber,  Rodin, 
Cambodia,  French  etchings  and 
Currier  and  Ives  prints — certainly  as 
varied  fare  as  has  been  presented  in 
San  Francisco  in  many  a  month.  And 
from  the  variety  offered,  one  gets  the 
feeling  that  there  is  wide  opportunity 
for  personal  enjoyment,  if  not  at  one 
place,  certainly  at  another. 

The  most  beautifully  presented  ex- 
hibition now  on  is  the  S.  and  G.  Cump 
showing  of  sculpture  by  Auguste 
Rodin.  It  is  held  in  the  rotunda  gallery, 
so  long  the  repository  of  unrelated  pic- 
tures reflecting  the  current  taste  of  the 
average  buying  public.  It  is  a  lovely 
gallery  with  impartial  walls  that  har- 
bor no  obscure  corners.  What  a  joy  to 
see  it  cleared  of  the  commercially  neces- 
sary heterogeneity  of  canvases  and  re- 
duced to  a  gracious  background  for 
seventeen  pieces  of  sculpture  and  three 
drawings  by  the  great  French  sculptor. 
In  this  setting,  one  feels  the  imagina- 
tive force  of  Rodin.  One  wants  to  re- 
turn again  and  again  to  draw  from  the 
work  that  which  it  has  to  give.  This 
is  the  first  of  an  inviting  series  of  exhi- 
bitions to  be  brought  to  San  Francisco 
by  Richard  Gump  this  spring  season, 
following  his  announced  policy  of  es- 
tablishing this  downtown  gallery  as  a 


by 

center  for  art  from  varied  parts  of  the 
world. 

The  elements  of  personal  selection 
and  thoughtful  presentation  induce  an 
interesting  quality  into  the  exhibition 
of  French  etchings  and  engravings  at 
the  Vickery,  Atkins  and  Torrey  gal- 
lery. There  are  but  six  or  seven  of  the 
engravings  but  all  are  of  masterpiece 
quality  and  there  is  about  them  a  tan- 
gible fineness  that  carries  one's  atten- 
tion away  from  the  present  scene  and 
into  that  of  the  past  which  engrossed 
these  masters  of  graphic  texture.  The 
entire  exhibit  is  palpably  gallic  in 
feeling  and  while  no  attempt  has  been 
made  to  give  an  historical  resume  of 
French  graphic  art,  there  are  enough 
of  the  great  etchers,  from  the  time  of 
Callot,  well  represented  and  sufficient 
supplementary  good  prints  by  lesser 
artists  of  the  eighteenth  and  nineteenth 
centuries  to  give  one  a  feeling  of  the 
quality  that  marks  French  etching. 
This,  again,  is  an  exhibition  demand- 
ing a  certain  leisure.  Here  are  no  novel- 
ties of  exploited  egos,  no  obvious  tricks 
to  catch  the  eye  of  the  galloping  gal- 
lery goer.  These  are  prints  appealing 
to  the  fastidious  with  well  groomed 
minds,  those  who  would  possess  prints 
for  their  own  enjoyment.  One  feels 
that  the  exhibition  was  assembled  by 
a  person  whose  own  fine  appreciation 
of  the  etchings  and  engravings  urged 
him  to  share  them  with  ethers  of 
similar  taste. 


THE  formalized  rhythms  of  the  frag- 
ments of  sculpture  from  Cambodia 
and  Siam  loaned  by  Gump's  to  the 
California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor  for  exhibition  this  month  seem 
to  have  a  pertinent  relation  to  the  art 
of  our  contemporaries.  Stepping  into 
the  gallery  in  the  left  wing  of  the 
Palace  where  these  stone  and  bronze 
heads,  figures  and  hands  are  shown, 
one  feels,  somehow,  more  at  ease  than 
in  the  room  lined  with  old  masters 
imported  from  Los  Angeles.  The  tran- 
quility and  manner  of  the  ancient 
carvings  from  the  Orient  are  more  evi- 
dently sources  of  inspiration  for  mod- 

♦    CURRENT  EXHIBITIONS    ♦ 

Arno   and   Covarrubias — January    19   to   31, 
Gump    Galleries — Original    drawings    and 
cartoons  by  Peter  Arno  and  Miguel  Covar- 
rubias. 
Art  Association — January  16  to  3  1,  California 
School  of  Fine  Arts — paintings,  wood-cuts, 
lithographs,  drawings  and  sculpture  by  new 
members  of  the  San  Francisco  Art  Associa- 
tion. 
Cambodian  Sculpture — California  Palace  of 
Legion  of  Honor — stone  and  bronze  heads 
from  Cambodia  and  Siam,  loaned  by  S.  and 
G.  Gump  Company. 
1 8th    Century    Etchings    and    Engravings — 
Throughout  January,  Vickery,  Atkins  and 
Torrey — Masterpieces    of    French    graphic 
art. 
"Group  of  Nine" — Berkeley  Art  Museum — 
paintings  and  drawings  by  Arnold  Blanch, 
Ray    Boynton,    Charles    Stafford    Duncan, 
William  A.  Gaw,  Nils  Gren,  John  Emmett 
Gerrity,  Lucien  Labaudt,  Ralph  Stackpole 
and  Hamilton  Wolf. 
Group  Showing — January  19  to  3  1,  San  Fran- 
cisco Art  Center — paintings,  drawings  and 
craftwork  by  members  of  cooperative  group. 
Nogami  Kakemonos — January  7  to  15,  Cali- 
fornia   School    of    Fine    Arts — twenty-five 
Japanese    kakemonos   of   Tosa,    Kano   and 
Shigyo    schools,    mounted    by    Kikiumatsu 
Nogami. 
Lou   McLean — Anna   Gruen   Studio — twenty 
pastels,    landscapes   and   portraits,    by   San 
Francisco  woman  artist. 
Nura   and   Buk — January    19   to   31,   Galerie 
Beaux  Arts — lithographs  and  drawings  by 
Nura  (the  wife)  and  paintings  by  Buk  (the 
husband),  both  New  York  modernists. 
Obata — Courvoisier  Little  Gallery — California 
series  of  wood  blocks  by  Chiura  Obata  .  .  . 
Legion  of  Honor  Palace — scroll  paintings, 
screens  and  water  colors  by  Chiura  Obata 
and  his  late  father,  Rokuihci  Obata. 
Old  Masters — California  Palace  of  Legion  of 
Honor — 16th,  1 7th  and  18th  century  paint- 
ings  loaned   by   Axel   Beskow   Galleries   of 
Los  Angeles. 
Rodin  Sculpture — January   5   to   24,   Gump's 
— fifteen   pieces  not   shown  before  in  San 
Francisco  and  the  original  sketch  for  the 
"Thinker." 
Max  Weber — January  3  to  17,  Galerie  Beaux 
Arts- — Watercolors,   woodblocks  and   litho- 
graphs by  the  New  York  modernist. 
Hamilton  Wolf — January  5  to  19,  San  Fran- 
cisco Art  Center — one-man  showing  of  re- 
cent   paintings    and    sixty    drawings    and 
watercolors  done  by  Wolf  at  the  age  of  5 
to  8  years. 
Valente    Angelo — Gelber,    Lilienthal — recent 

landscape  and  figure  paintings. 
Currier  8C  Ives  Prints — January  12-31,  Paul 
Elder  Gallery — Sporting  and  comic  prints 
published  by  Currier  6C  Ives.  Also  colored 
lithograph  Indian  portraits  from  M'Kenney 
Hall  folio. 


JANUARY,  1931 


19 


Odlerie  Beaux  Arts 


DRAWING 

by  Charles  Stafford  Duncan 

em  art  than  the  Flemish.  Italian  and 
other  European  art  sampled  in  the 
other  gallery.  The  collection  is  a  fine 
one.  having  few  pieces  that  do  not 
have  distinct  merit.  They  are  neces- 
sarily fragments  and,  as  such,  out  of 
their  real  setting.  They  carry  a  certain 
aura  of  decapitated  figures  and  broken 
statues  on  time  dishonored  temples. 
Such  is  the  toll  of  borrowing  relics 
from  the  art  of  another  people's  past. 

The  statement  of  a  relation  existing 
between  the  art  of  the  ancient  Far  East 
and  that  of  today  seems  almost  too 
obviously  contradicted  by  the  water- 
colors  in  the  right  wing  of  the  Palace. 
Here  are  two  rooms  of  work  by  mod- 
ernists recognized  in  New  York,  in- 
cluding Guy  Pene  du  Bois,  Pop  Hart, 
and  a  dozen  or  more  others  whose 
watercolors  have  been  assembled  by 
Marie  Sterner.  These  are  in  effect  frag- 
ments, but  fragments  without  the  aura 
of  completed  structure  behind.  They 
are  tentative  splashings  of  color  made 
in  the  effort  to  find  fresh  expression. 

These  water  colors  bring  to  mind 
the  presentation  the  Galerie  Beaux  is 
making  of  Max  Weber.  This  New 
York  painter,  of  whom  the  elaborate 
brochure  published  last  year  by  the 
Downtown  Gallery  states  that  he  "has 
lived  the  history  of  modern  art  in 
America,"  fails  somehow  to  impress. 
This  might  not  be  true  were  he  repre- 
sented by  major  work  but.  those  not 
being  available,  one  must  look  to  these 

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auserie 


ONE  of  the  best  ways  I  know  of 
appreciating  contemporary  let- 
ters is  to  have  some  familiarity 
with  earlier  works.  The  Stanford  Uni- 
versity Press  has  begun  to  issue,  under 
the  editorship  of  Margery  Bailey  (  who 
was  recently  taken  for  an  Italian 
countess  in  a  local  restaurant!),  a 
scries  of  seventeenth  and  eighteenth 
century  books.  The  series,  which  will 
be  known  as  the  Stanford  Miscellany, 
will  include  little  known  works  and 
literary  curiosities  otherwise  difficult  to 
obtain.  The  first  volume  issued  is  Cha- 
teaubriand's Atala  in  the  translation 
of  Caleb  Bingham,  which  was  pub- 
lished in  Boston  in  1802  and  bears  the 
subtitle  of  The  Love  and  Constancy 
of  Two  Savages  in  the  Desert.  William 
Leonard  Schwartz  has  supplied  an 
introduction  and  has  restored  sentences 
expurgated  by  Bingham.  It  is  interest- 
ing to  see  what  the  estimable  Caleb 
thought  unfit  for  Americans  in  1802. 
The  deleted  passages  dealt  largely  with 
the  Church  of  Rome  and  anatomy! 

The  second  volume  of  the  Stanford 
Miscellany  is  The  Letters  of  Sarah 
ByngOsborn.  1721-1773.  As  the  edi- 
tor, John  McClelland,  remarks  in  his 
introduction,  one  is  at  a  loss  to  know 
whether  the  current  curiosity  about 
the  "pots  and  pans  of  our  ancestors" 
springs  from  a  noble  impulse,  "a 
quickened  awareness  of  the  mingled 
pathos  and  dignity  of  ordinary  human 
existence,  or  merely  [from]  a  sharp- 
ened appetite  for  gossip."  At  any  rate, 
this  little  book  should  do  much  to  sat- 


ALBERT  EINSTEIN 

by  Sotomayor 

Einstein  in  all  his 
career  of  scientific 
research  has  prob- 
ably never  before 
been  so  consistently 
and  well  amused  as 
he  is  by  the  antics  of 
the  American  press 
which  is  at  work  on  a 
halo  which  he  gra- 
ciously accepts  at 
face  value. 


by  Frank  L.  Fenton 

isfy  that  curiosity;  for  Sarah  Osborn 
was  a  woman  of  lively  nature  who 
observed  keenly  and  related  enthusias- 
tically what  she  observed.  Any  idea  of 
the  eighteenth  century  lady  as  a  pretty 
but  incompetent  creature  is  readily 
dissipated  by  the  accounts  given  of 
the  vexing  financial  problems  Lady 
Osborn  was  forced  to  meet  at  the  death 
of  her  husband.  Nor  was  there  any- 
thing languid  or  Victorian  about  a 
woman  who  complained  that  the  rain 
"spoils  my  walks  sometimes,  for  most 
mornings,  instead  of  ordering  my  coach 
and  six,  I  order  my  shoes  and  ten  toes 
to  trot  away  to  Chelsea."  She  played 
at  cards  until  two  in  the  morning  and 
nearly  won  the  pool  of  ten  guineas ;  she 
attended  balls  and  in  listing  the  ladies 
and  their  partners  at  one  mentions  an 
unfortunate  "Lieut,  of  Capt.  Rowley's 
ship,  the  worst  there,  which  fell  to  my 
lot";  she  went  to  court  and  writes, 
"Monday  last  was  a  great  court  at  St. 
James,  and  most  people  very  fine,  but 
I  believe  the  gentlemen  will  wear  petti- 
coats very  soon  for  many  of  their  coats 
were  like  our  mantuas."  There  follows 
a  description  of  the  coat  of  Lord  Essex, 
"a  silver  tissue  coat,  and  pink  color 
lutestring  waistcoat,"  which  makes 
even  the  most  spectacular  suggestions 
of  Hollywood  dress  reformers  seem 
drab  and  dull.  The  entire  book  is 
thoroughly  delightful,  colored  as  it  is 
by  a  charming  personality  and  reveal- 
ing in  vivid,  disconnected  observations 

Continued  on  page  25 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


r — ^. 


VIRGINIA  PHILLIPS 


Who  gave  a  brilliant  interpretation  of  the  title  role  in 
the  recent  Guild  production  of  Oscar  Wilde's  Salome. 


JANUARY,  1931 


21 


The  Reigning  Dynasty 


WEDDINGS 

BREEDEN-KILBOURNE.  On  December   10th, 

in  Santa  Ana.  Mr.  John  Norton  Breedcn,  son  of  Mrs. 
Frederick  McXear.  and  Miss  Katliryn  Kilbonrne, 
daughter  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Dearborn 
Kilbonrne. 


ENGAGEMENTS 

BEEDY-WORDEX.  Miss  Caroline  Beedy.  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Winslow  Lindhard  Beedy.  to  Ml 
John    B.    Worden,   son  of   Mr.   and   Mrs.    Herbert    B. 
\\'i  irden. 

BOLTOX-STEELE.  Miss  Betty  Bolton,  daughter 
ol  Mrs.  Robert  Clav  Bolton  and  the  late  Mr.  Bolton, 
to  Mr.  Shorb  Steele,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  King 
Steele,   formerly  of   San   Francisco,  now   of   Manila. 

FORDERER-CHARLSTON.  Miss  Elizabeth 
Forderer,  daughter  of  Mrs.  George  Stevens  Forderer 
and  the  late  Mr.  Forderer,  to  Mr.  Ernest  Charlston, 
son  of  Mrs.  Mae  Charlston  and  the  late  Mr.  Ernest 
Charlston. 

TAYLOR-POSTLEY.  Miss  Evelyn  Taylor, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  Taylor,  to  Mr. 
Clarence  Sterling  Postley,  son  of  Mrs.  Ross  Ambler 
Curran  and  the  late  Mr.  Sterling  Postley  of  Xew  York. 

ZEILE-LOVEGROVE.  Miss  Elsie  May  Zeile. 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Edward  J.  Zeile  and  the  late  Mr. 
Zeile,  to  Dr.  Walter  Lovegrove. 


VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mrs.  Dent  Hays  Robert  of  Coronado  has  taken  a 
house  on  California  street  for  a  few  months  and  is 
being  given  many  welcoming  entertainments. 

Mrs.  \V.  H.  Crocker  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home 
in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  the  Viscountess  Cowdray. 

Honoring  Maestro  Peitro  Yon,  the  Italy-America 
Society  gave  a  tea  at  the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor. 

Dr.  M.  Weinberg,  Chef  de  Service  a  1'Institut 
Pasteur  of  Paris,  was  guest  of  honor  at  a  luncheon 
given  by  Mrs.  Adolph  B.  Spreckels  at  her  home  on 
Washington  street. 

In  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Winston  Black,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Barton  Thoreau  Bean  entertained  at  dinner  at 
their  home  in  Broadway. 

Mr.  Edward  D.  Tenney  and  his  daughter,  Miss 
Wilhelmina  Tenney,  are  in  San  Francisco,  having 
arrived  from  Honolulu  on  the  Malolo.  They  are  guests 
at  the  Fairmont  Hotel  and  are  being  entertained  by 
their  many  San  Francisco  friends. 

Miss  Maria  Antonia  Field  of  Monterey  was  a  guest 
at  the  Fairmont  Hotel  recently  on  the  occasion  of 
her  visit  from  her  home  in  Monterey. 

Miss  Julia  and  Miss  Mary  Minnegerode  of  Pebble 
Beach  were  guests  at  the  Hotel  Canterbury  during 
the  holiday  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dean  Dillman  entertained  at  their 
home  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Corinne  Kirchofer,  who 
recently  returned  from  Europe. 


HERE  AND  THERE 

New  Year's  Eve  was  celebrated  by  a  "Shipwreck 
party"  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Cliff  Weatherwax  entertained  at  a  large  dinner  at 
their  home  before  the  dance. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  Gray  Park  were  dinner  hosts 
»o  twenty-four  preceding  the  New  Year's  Eve  dance 
at  the  Burlingame  Club. 

Many  affairs  are  being  given  in  honor  of  Miss 
Elizabeth  Raymond,  who  has  returned  to  her  home 
after  a  year's  stay  abroad. 

Mrs.  Horace  D.  Pillsbury  and  Miss  Margaret 
Pillsbury  have  returned  to  San  Francisco  after  spend- 
ing several  months  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Monday  luncheon  gatherings  at  the  Hotel  St.  Fran- 
cis were  especially  noteworthy  during  the  holiday  sea- 
son, the  matrons  and  debutantes  of  the  Reigning 
Dynasty  being  well  represented  each  week. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Prentis  Cobb  Hale  and  Mr.  Prentis 
Cobb  Hale  Jr.  spent  the  Christmas  holidays  at  the 
home  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charleton  Bryan  in  Piedmont. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Winston  C.  Black  entertained  at 
dinner  preceding  the  last  Spinsters'  Ball. 

Miss  Betty  Bolton  has  announced  February  3rd  as 
the  date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  Shorb  Steele. 

Mr.  James  P.  Bradley,  Mr.  H.  Sewall  Bradley  and 
Mr  John  D.  Bradley  entertained  their  fraternity 
brothers  and  a  group  of  friends  at  a  buffet  supper  and 
dance  at  the  Bradley  home. 


One  of  the  most  brilliant  social  affairs  in  San 
Francisco's  social  history  was  the  coming-out  recep- 
tion and  ball  given  for  Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels  on 
December  19th  and  20th.  The  two  affairs  took  place 
at  the  home  of  Mrs.  Adolph  B.  Spreckels  in  Wash- 
ington street. 

Mrs.  Tames  M.  Davies  has  returned  to  Burlingame 
after  a  brief  visit  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  H.  Merrill  have  returned  to 
their  home  in  Palo  Alto  after  visiting  in  the  south 
for  some  weeks. 

Miss  Evelyn  Taylor  has  set  January  21st  as  the 
date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.   Clarence  S.   Postley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eyre  Pinckard  are  at  home  again 
after  a  six  weeks'  visit  in  Xew  York. 

Preceding  Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels'  coming-nut 
ball.  Mr.  George  W.  Kleiser  entertained  at  dinner  at 
the  Yacht  Club,  the  debutante  of  the  evening  being 
the  guest  of  honor. 

Miss  Tean  Wingfield,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Murdoch 
Wingfield,  was  presented  to  society  at  a  reception 
given  by  her  mother  at  the  Francisca  Club  on  Decem- 
ber 4th. 

Mrs.  Ralston  Page  has  returned  to  San  Francisco 
after  a  visit  of  several  weeks  in  Salt  Lake  City. 

Mrs.  Emily  Pope  Taylor  gave  a  large  buffet  sup- 
per at  her  home  in  Pacific  avenue  preceding  the 
Spreckels  ball  on  December  20th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  E.  Hills  gave  a  dinner  party 
at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs. 
Hills'  niece.  Mi--  Evelyn  Taylor,  and  her  fiance, 
Mr.   Clarence  Sterling  Postley. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stewart  S.  Lowery,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Ettore  Avenali  and  Mr.  Jean  de  St.  Cyr  were  among 
those  who  gave  dinner  parties  at  their  homes  pre- 
ceding the  Spreckels  ball. 

Mrs.  Harry  East  Miller  Sr.,  Mrs.  Harry  East 
Miller  Jr.  and  Mrs.  John  Bryant  Knox  combined  in 
giving  a  luncheon  at  the  Woman's  Athletic  Club  in 
Oakland  in  honor  of  Miss  Katherine  Stent  and  Mi-s 
Christine  Miller,  two  of  the  season's  debutantes. 

Miss  Marianna  Avenali.  daughter  o_f  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Ettore  Avenali,  was  presented  to  society  at  a  recep- 
tion given  at  the  Burlingame  Club  on  the  afternoon 
of  December   13th. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clift  Lundborg  entertained  with  an 
informal  supper  party  recently  at  their  home  in 
I'nion  street. 

Miss  Katherine  Stent  and  Miss  Florence  McCor- 
mick,  debutantes,  were  honor  guests  at  a  luncheon 
given  recently  at  the  Francisca  Club. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Muzzy  was  luncheon  hostess  at  her 
home  in  honor  of  Miss  Gloria  Van  Bergen,  whose 
marriage  to  Mr.  James  Edwards  of  Santa  Barbara 
will  take  place  within  a  few  months. 

A  number  of  the  younger  set  were  entertained  at  a 
fancy  dress  party  on  Xew  Year's  Eve,  given  by  Mrs. 
Philip  Van  Home  Lansdale  in  honor  of  her  nephew. 
Mr.   Philip  Lansdale  Pillsbury. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  Athearn  Folger  gave  a  tree 
trimming  party  on  Christmas  Eve.  One  hundred 
guests  attended. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Vernon  Skewes-Cox  entertained 
members  of  the  younger  set  at  a  dance  given  at  their 
home  complimentary  to  Miss  Joan  Skewes-Cox. 

Mrs.  Frederick  McX'ear  gave  a  large  dinner  dance 
at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  in  honor  of  her  son,  Mr. 
John  X'.  Breeden,  and  his  bride,  the  former  Miss 
Kathryn  Kilbourne,  of  Santa  Ana. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  Sigall  have  closed  their  home 
in  Saratoga  and  are  spending  the  winter  at  the  Fair- 
mont,  where  Mr.  Sigall  has  established  his  studio. 
At  present  Mr.  Sigall  is  at  work  on  a  portrait  of  His 
Grace  the  Most  Reverend  Archbishop  Edward  A. 
Hanna. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dana  Fuller  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Lindsay  Howard  were  among  those  who  went  to 
Del  Monte  for  the  New  Year's  Ball. 

Mrs.  Ella  R.  Tenney  is  in  Portland,  where  she 
attended  the  marriage  of  Miss  Prudence  Talbot  and 
Mr.  Henry  Gibson  Shaler,  which  took  place  on  Jan- 
uary 3rd. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Florence  McCormick,  who  made 
her  debut  on  January  3rd,  Miss  Evelyn  Taylor  gave  a 
dinner  party  preceding  the  Spreckels  ball. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  have  been  enjoying  the 
winter  sports  at  Tahoe. 

Mrs.  Charles  Stetson  Wheeler  spent  the  holiday 
season  at  Missoula,  Montana,  with  her  son-in-law  and 
daughter,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Walter  McLeod. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Campbell  were  honor  guests 
at  a  dinner  given  by  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Langley  Porter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  McGaw  have  been  redecorating 
their  house  on  Russian  Hill  and  expect  to  take  pos- 
session of  it  again  at  the  end  of  this  month. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Patterson  have  purchased  the 
William  Leib  house  on  Filbert  street. 

Mrs.  Powers  Symington  (Maud  Fay)  is  giving  a 
series  of  lectures  on  the  Wagnerian  operas  this  month 
at  the   Community   Playhouse. 

Mrs.  Jerd  Sullivan  spent  a  week  in  Santa  Barbara 
recently,  the  guest  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Slater 
(  Frances  Ames). 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Evan  Williams  gave  a  dinner  dance 
at  the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel  on  the  night  following 
Christmas,  the  honor  guest  being  Miss  Florence 
McCormick. 

Mrs.  Frank  W.  Fuller  entertained  at  dinner 
recently  in  compliment  to  Mr.  ami  Mrs.  Gerald  ("amp- 
bell  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Fin  Lund. 

The  annual  bridge  tea  held  at  Century  Club  by  the 
Children's  Aid  Committee  of  the  House  of  Church- 
women  was  a  notable  success.  Mrs.  C.  Edward 
Holmes  is  president  of  the  organization. 

The  youngest  members  of  the  Hillsborough  Gym- 
khana Club  gave  a  five-to-nine  supper  dance  at  the 
club  on  December  31st. 

Mrs.  William  C.  Murdoch  Jr.  entertained  at  lunch- 
eon at  her  home  on  Jackson  street  in  compliment  to 
Miss  Jean  Wingfield,  one  of  the  season's  debutantes. 

Miss  Margaret  Redington  and  Mr.  Donald  Murchie 
will  be  married  on  February  14th  at  the  Episcopal 
Church  of  St.  Matthew  in  San  Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Austin  Sperry  were  hosts  at  a  tea 
given  at  their  home  during  the  holiday  season. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Harrie  Hill,  one  of  the  popular 
debutantes,  Mrs.  Henry  Foster  Dutton  entertained  at 
luncheon  at  her  home  in  Washington  street.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Coy  Filmer  have  returned  north  after  spending 
the  holidays  with  Mrs.  Filmer's  parents,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Mark  Requa,  in  Santa  Barbara. 

The  sub  debutantes  and  younger  set  were  given  a 
dance  by  Mrs.  Alexander  Garceau  and  her  daughter. 
Miss  Marguerita  Garceau.  at  their  home  on  Jackson 
street. 

Mrs.  William  Otis  Edmands  and  Mrs.  Charles 
Phleger  have  returned  to  their  homes  after  a  three 
months'  cruise  through  the  Orient. 

Mrs.  Willis  Walker  entertained  a  small  house  party 
at  her  home  at  Pebble  Beach  recently,  her  guests 
being  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wellington  Henderson  and  Mr. 
and  Mrs.   Frederick  S.   Moody  Jr. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bruce  Dohrmann  were  among  those 
who  celebrated  the  passing  of  1930  at  one  of  the 
.low  ntown    hotels.    Mr.    and    Mrs.    Dohrmann    enter- 

B— SAN  FRAAX 

tained  their  friends  at  the  Mark  Hopkins.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Milton  Esberg  Jr.  entertained  a  group  at  the 
Hotel  St.  Francis. 

Captain  and  Mrs.  John  Leale  and  their  daughters, 
the  Misses  Marion  and  Edith  Leale,  held  their  custo- 
mary open  house  reception  on  XTew  Year's  Day  at 
their  home  on  Pacific  avenue. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope  Jr.  (Harriet  Brown- 
ell)  spent  the  holiday  season  in  Egypt. 

Mrs.  Charles  P.  Overton  and  her  daughter,  Mrs. 
Daisy  Belle  Overton,  were  in  Honolulu,  en  route 
home  alter  an  extended  tour  of  the  Orient,  at  last 
accounts. 

Mrs.  T.  Edward  Bailly  has  gone  East  and  will  sail 
for  the  Continent  where  she  will  join  her  daughter, 
Miss   Barbara    Bailly. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 


Mr. 


Douglas   Lewis    (Janet   Whitman) 


have  concluded  the.  honeymoon  trip  abroad  and 
arrived  in  Xew  York  from  Havre  last  month.  They 
returned   to    Burlingame   on    Christmas    Eve. 

Prince  and  Princess  Gion  Capac  Zurlo  are  at  the 
St.  Regis  in  Xew  York. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mrs.  Harry  Hill  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Harrie 
Hill,  and  her  son.  Mr.  Jackson  Baird,  are  visiting  in 
Southern  California  and  Mexico. 

Miss  Peggy  Gregory  visited  with  her  friend,  Miss 
Patricia  Connolly,  at  Palm  Springs. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  David  Armstrong  Taylor  spent  sev- 
eral weeks  in  Pasadena  with  Mrs.  Taylor's  mother, 
Mrs.  Frederick  William  Parker. 

Mr.  Louis  F.  Monteagle  recently  visited  with  Mr. 
and  Mrs.   William  North  Duane  at  Santa   Barbara. 

Mrs.  Lawrence  Draper  and  her  daughter  enjoyed 
several  weeks'  sojourn  at  Coronado. 

San  Franciscans  spending  the  mid-week  or  the 
week-end  at  the  El  Mirador,  Palm  Springs,  where 
unique  desert  festivities  in  keeping  with  the  season 
are  now  in  progress,  include  :  Mrs.  George  Dillman, 
Miss  R.  F.  Lewis,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  L.  Johnston  (of 
San  Mateo),  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Eric  Gerson,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
W.  H.  George,  Misses  Marion  Elwell  and  Beatrice 
Hayes  (of  San  Mateo),  and  Mrs.  Hugh  H.  Walker. 


22 


SHORT  SELLING  has  long  provided  a 
topic  of  active  controversy  both  in 
this  and  other  countries  and  the 
present  seemingly  perpetual  decline  in 
security  prices  has  served  to  over-em- 
phasize its  importance.  Stock  quota- 
tions well  below  those  of  the  panic 
days  of  1929  have  given  publicity 
seeking  politicians  and  certain  news- 
paper columnists,  whose  fortunes  have 
been  sadly  deflated,  the  opportunity 
of  protesting  the  methods  employed 
by  those  who  anticipate  lower  stock 
prices. 

It  should  be  clear  to  everyone  by 
this  time  that  the  economic  world  is 
readjusting  itself  to  a  new  level  of 
prices  and  exchange  values  brought 
on  by  temporary  over-production  of 
raw  materials,  over-expansion  of  plant 
capacities  and  dilution  of  capital  stock 
equities.  Had  we  been  able  to  visualize 
these  conditions  rather  than  picture 
massive  stock  market  operators  unctu- 
ously gloating  over  the  rapid  depletion 
of  our  margin  accounts,  it  is  evident 
that  those  of  us  who  matched  our  wits 
against  economic  changes  in  this  coun- 
try through  the  purchase  of  securities 
might  have  profited  rather  than  have 
lost  through  the  present  trend  of 
events. 

The  many  appeals  made  by  glamor 
loving  politicians  for  legislative  rulings 
curtailing  the  activities  of  the  now 
dominant  bears  serve  as  an  indication 
that  the  actual  practice  of  short  selling 
is  not  generally  understood.  In  the 
same  way  that  a  person  who  thinks 
that  the  price  of  a  security  is  too  low 
buys  that  security  with  the  hope  of 
selling  it  at  a  higher  price  does  the  per- 
son who  feels  that  the  price  of  a  secu- 
rity is  too  high  sells  with  the  idea  of 
buying  back  when  prices  have  declined. 
The  short  seller  therefore  is  the  inverse 
of  the  purchaser. 

That  this  practice  of  short  selling  is 
general  throughout  all  types  of  busi- 
ness was  pertinently  illustrated  by  the 
alert  Richard  Whitney.  President  of 
the  New  York  Stock  Exchange,  in  an 
address  delivered  before  the  Illinois 
Chamber  of  Commerce  at  the  Hotel 
Stevens,  Chicago.  Illinois,  on  October 
1  Oth  of  this  year.  Mr.  Whitney  pointed 
out  that  contracts  to  deliver  in  the 
future  something  which  a  person  does 
not  own  at  the  time  the  contract  is 
made  is  common  to  many  types  of 
business,  but  unfortunately  the  simi- 
larity of  these  contracts  is  not  recog- 
nized because  the  term  "short  selling" 
is  used  only  in  connection  with  secu- 
rity transactions. 

"When  a  builder  contracts  to  build 
a  great  skyscraper,  he  obligates  himself 
to  deliver  in  the  future  not  only  steel, 
brick  and  mortar,  but  also  the  labor  of 
the  workmen  and  artisans  who  must 
put  these  materials  together.   Such  a 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Financial  Fallacies 


contractor  is  literally  short  of  every 
material  that  must  go  into  the  build- 
ing. He  is  also  short  of  the  labor  requi- 
site to  build  it.  He  contracts  according 
to  his  estimate  of  conditions  existing 
in  his  particular  trade.  No  one,  how- 
ever, considers  that  the  contractor  has 
done  an  unethical  or  improper  thing 
in  signing  the  contract.  It  is  therefore 
impossible  for  me  to  understand  why 
the  short  seller  of  securities  should  be 
held  up  to  public  criticism  when  he  is 
doing  no  more  than  what  many  busi- 
ness men  are  doing  every  day." 

IN  NORMAL  TIMES  when  there  is  a 
proper  balance  between  speculation 
and  short  selling  the  fluctuations  of 
the  stock  market  are  apt  to  be  narrow. 
However,  if  any  disturbing  event 
occurs  and  a  great  volume  of  sales  flows 
suddenly  into  the  market  the  decline  of 
a  few  points  in  value  tempts  the  short 
seller  to  cover  his  obligation.  This 
buying  in  turn  steadies  the  price  and 
instead  of  disastrous  fluctuations  a  nor- 
mal and  healthy  variation  in  prices 
occurs. 

The  steady  increase  in  security  prices 
from  1926  to  the  end  of  1929  had  the 
effect  of  discouraging  short  selling  to  a 
point  where  there  remained  very  few 
speculators  who  had  the  audacity  to 
risk  their  capital  on  nebulous  theories 
that  stock  prices  might  be  too  high.  As 
a  consequence,  when  prices  had  reached 
such  a  level  that  none  could  be  found 
who  would  purchase  securities  at  even 
higher  levels,  the  only  alternative  for 
the  speculator  was  to  sell  to  the  first 
person  who  would  bid  for  his  particu- 
lar security.  Because  of  the  little  success 
experienced  by  short  sellers  during  the 
previous  three  years  the  bear  interest 
in  the  market  at  that  time  was  negli- 
gible and  as  a  result  there  were  very  few 
buying  orders  placed  to  cover  short 
commitments.  Thus,  contrary  to  the 
general  impression,  the  debacle  of 
1929  can  be  used  as  an  illustration  in 
the  defense  of  instead  of  in  the  prosecu- 
tion of  the  bear. 

By  substituting  logic  for  emotional 
conclusions  it  can  be  seen  that  funda- 
mentally the  swings  of  securities  mar- 
kets are  due  to  a  lack  of  moderation. 
So  long  as  human  nature  and  specula- 
tion run  to  extremes,  bull  and  bear 
markets  will  be  with  us.  There  is 
nothing  radically  different  in  the  pres- 
ent depression  from  others  of  a  major 


by  John  M.  Dewees 


type  which  have  preceded  it  except  that 
it  is  accentuated  by  a  world-wide  reces- 
sion, aggravated  in  many  instances  by 
the  yoke  of  heavy  war  debts. 

The  low  price  of  many  primary 
commodities  in  this  country,  caused  by 
temporary  over-production  extending 
throughout  the  world,  is  drastically 
affecting  the  purchasing  power  of  a 
large  proportion  of  our  population 
and  has  had  a  decided  effect  upon 
inhabitants  of  foreign  countries.  Such 
conditions  breed  political  dissatisfac- 
tion and  the  resulting  uprisings  in 
some  countries  are  not  surprising.  So 
far  these  foreign  disturbances  seem  gen- 
erally to  have  been  based  on  the  belief 
that  a  more  nationalistic  policy  would 
be  economically  beneficial. 

The  recent  erection  of  a  higher  tariff 
wall  by  the  United  States  Government 
set  an  example  for  the  world  in  nation- 
alism and  even  England,  the  champion 
of  free  trade,  is  now  attempting 
through  an  imperial  economic  union 
to  protect  the  British  Empire  from  for- 
eign competition.  That  the  adoption  of 
nationalistic  policies  by  foreign  coun- 
tries will  have  a  material  effect  upon 
the  rapidity  with  which  this  country 
swings  back  to  a  high  degree  of  pros- 
perity is  obvious. 

THE  economic  welfare  of  both  this 
country  and  Europe  will  return 
to  more  normal  levels  when  each 
nation  spends  its  major  efforts  in 
the  occupations  which  its  natural  and 
human  resources  wisely  dictate,  as  in 
any  competition  the  marginal  producer 
must  give  way  as  his  contemporaries 
sufficiently  increase  their  efficiency. 
Naturally  the  trend  of  individual 
national  affairs  cannot  accurately  be 
vaticinated,  but  if  any  country  is  able 
to  forget  its  foreign  trade  and  succeed 
in  being  largely  self-sufficient  and  rea- 
sonably prosperous  it  is  the  United 
States.  We  consume  over  90rT  of  the 
commodities  we  produce  and  it  is  safe 
to  estimate  that  with  normal  consump- 
tion, even  on  the  basis  of  our  present 
reduced  rate  of  exports,  a  97 r'(  normal 
business  volume  can  be  expected.  With 
tremendous  and  diversified  resources, 
the  United  States,  so  frequently  termed 
the  creditor  nation  of  the  world,  will 
lead  the  way  regardless  of  intermediate 
fluctuations  in  commodity  and  security 
prices. 


JANUARY,  1931 

Sacrifice 

Continued  from  page  23 

in  the  world — the  best  ring  you  could 
buy  for  me — may  it  bring  Audrey 
luck." 

Danny  held  the  ring,  motionless,  on 
his  open  palm.  "Please,  Marty,  won't 
you  reconsider?  You  know,  it's  my 
happiness  as  well  as " 

"You  must  go  to  Audrey,"  she  said. 

Danny  turned,  slipping  the  ring  into 
his  pocket.  "Good-bye."  He  opened 
the  door  and  walked  out,  slowly,  as 
he  had  come. 

MARTY  heard  the  door  click  as  it 
swung  shut  behind  him,  heard 
his  retreating  footsteps  in  the 
hall,  and  the  low  murmur  of  his  voice 
as  he  joined  Audrey.  A  mirthless  smile 
parted  her  lips  as,  with  pallid  preci- 
sion, she  picked  up  the  telephone  and 
called  a  number. 

"Hello  .  .  .  That  you,  Chick?  .  .  . 
Yes  .  .  .  Yes,  I  told  you  I  would  .  .  . 
Yes,  of  course  ...  He  thought  I  was 
making  a  martyr  of  myself — for  Aud- 
rey's sake  .  .  .  No,  everything  is  all 
right  .  .  .  I'll  meet  you  at  the  dock  in 
half-an-hour.  'Bye."  She  made  a  kiss- 
ing noise  over  the  transmitter. 

Outside,  in  a  taxi  headed  io: 
Danny's  apartment,  Danny  and  Aud- 
rey snuggled  together  in  the  rear  seat. 
"She  came  through  all  right,"  Danny 
was  saying.  "I  didn't  tell  her  we  were 
married  two  months  ago.  I  just  kept 
saying  I  loved  her,  like  you  told  me  to, 
so  she'd  think  she  was  making  a  big 
sacrifice  in  giving  me  up."  He  settled 
deeper  in  the  cushion,  stroked  Aud- 
rey's silky  hair.  "It's  a  good  thing," 
he  added,  contentedly,  "that  you  wear 
the  same  size  ring." 


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Continued  from  page  17 

Lawrence  Rising  at  Fanny  Hurst's 
housewarming.  The  list  will  never 
end! 

BUT  what  can  one  say  of  the  plays 
in  less  than  five  hundred  words? 
That  "Green  Pastures"  is,  to  this 
critic's  mind,  overrated,  that  "Grand 
Hotel"  has  everything  a  play  should 
have  and  then  some,  that  "Uncle 
Vanya"  and  "The  Three  Sisters"  are 
amazing  theatre  in  spite  of  their  appar- 
ent understatement  ?  Or  shall  I  say  that 
"The  Greeks  Had  a  Word  for  It"  is 
the  bawdiest  show  in  New  York  bar- 
ring perhaps  "Oh,  Promise  Me"?  But 
perhaps  affirmation  is  better  than  inter- 


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THE      MENS      FOOT  WEAK      THAT'S      K  V  O  «   \         KIM    Ml 
THE       «    (»  II   I    II       AS      THE      WORLD'S      FINEST     .     .     . 


McAFEE'S 

I .  o  n  d  o  n  -  tn  a  d  e 

RIDING       AND 
POLO       BOOTS 

SPORT     SHOES 

GOLF       S  II  O  E  S 

STREET     SHOES 

DR|ESS     SHOES 

. . .  at  the  Knox  Shop  exclusively 
in  Sun  Francisco 


5       1 


KNOX 


GRANT  AVENUE 


24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


\VL  RAPHAEL  WEILL  8  COMPANY/ fl      ; 

V  ^— -rVC-1-     /'  l/o/V-  * 

\No^IiCanBeT<^V^ 


ITS  a  far  cry  from  the  holidays  to  the 
resort  season  .  .  .  but  it  is  quickly 
and  smartly  bridged  by  a  few 
first-of-the-season  costumes.  Just  be- 
fore Christmas  they  began  to  arrive, 
and  their  interesting  newness  was  all 
the  more  marked  in  contrast  with  the 
wintry  scene  of  hectic  gift  shoppers. 

Those  whose  thoughts  have  turned 
abruptly  from  winter-in-town  festivi- 
ties to  winter-resorting,   will   be  im- 


pressed  with  three  things  .  .  .  the  es- 
tablished position  of  pyjamas  from 
morn  to  night,  the  return  of  linen,  and 
the  appearance  of  jackets  with  literally 
everything  from  tennis  frocks  to  even- 
ing costumes.  One  pronounced  novelty 
of  the  season  is  the  use  of  fluffy  bor- 
ders of  fox  on  sleeves  and  jacket  hems 
of  diaphanous  printed  chiffons. 

Two-color  contrasts  are  all-im- 
portant, as  the  jacket  contrasting  with 
the  frock,  the  blouse  with  the  suit,  and 
the  blouse  of  a  two-piece  frock  with  its 
skirt.  While  a  third,  fourth  or  fifth 
color  is  often  added  in  the  motif  or 
decoration,  generally  on  the  blouse. 

These  are  the  approved  resort  com- 
binations— pink,  turquoise  and  white : 
royal  blue,  chartreuse  and  white: 
black,  chartreuse  and  white:  bonnie 
blue.     Pervanche     blue     and     white; 


brown,  bright  yellow  and  cream: 
coral  and  white;  jade  and  white. 
Don't  they  sound  entrancing? 

All  white,  of  course,  both  in  knitted 
wool,  silk  and  light  weight  woolen 
frocks,  is  the  height  of  chic. 

American  resort  life  is  varied  ac- 
cording to  the  type  of  resort,  but  this 
year,  just  as  in  Europe,  no  matter 
where  the  American  resort,  three  dif- 
ferent types  of  pyjamas  will  be  worn 
...  for  beach,  for  the  yacht  and  sail- 
ing, and  for  the  villa. 

Everywhere    smart    pyjamas    have 


"gone  native."  And  the  simpler  the 
better.  We  have  borrowed  native  cos- 
tumes from  France,  Hindustan,  Persia. 
China  and  our  own  country. 

You  will  recognize  the  pyjama  of 
French  or  Basque  origin  by  the  extra- 
wide  trows,  the  striped  shirt,  and  "le 
petit  coton"  shirt.  Favorite  colors 
with  Basque  fashions  are  navy  blue 
with  white,  red  with  white,  golden 
yellow  with  white  and  medium  blue 
with  white. 

Native  American  pyjamas,  as  you 
might  guess,  are  the  one-piece  work- 
man-like beach  pyjama  derived  from 
the  overall  and  mechanic's  coverall, 
that  have  gone  through  the  couturier 
mill  and  come  out  again  in  smart  ver- 
sions. 

Then  there  is  the  Chinese  coolie 
pyjama  with  short,  above-the-ankle 
trows  ...  a  high  fashion. 

Hindu-Persian  native  fashions  in- 
spire gay  affairs  with  bloused  long 
trows  and  bolero  jacket. 

Yachting  pyjamas,  as  you  would 
expect,  are  most  nautical,  with  white 


flannel  mannish  trows,  worn  with 
blouse  and  jacket  of  white  or  navy 
blue  flannel.  Conservative,  and  work- 
man-like! 

The  villa  pyjamas  are  worn  for 
luncheon,  in  the  interim  between  sun- 
baths  and  tea  at  the  cabana  ...  or  at 
the  popular  pyjama  parties  held  every- 
where. Such  styles  are  gayer,  more 
dress-like,  with  a  simplicity  all  their 
own.  The  one-piece  fashion  with  bo- 
lero jacket  or  wrist-length  coat  is  the 
smartest.  Dress  fabrics,  printed  crepes 
and  plain  crepes  with  color  contrast, 
will  be  used.  Exotic  colors,  bright  and 
alluring,  are  in  high  favor. 

Here,  in  The  White  House  resort 
collections,  you  will  find  yourself  in 
the  midst  of  summer,  even  though  the 
calendar  reads  January. 


rogation.  Let  us  begin  with  musical  comedies. 
Ziegfeld's  "Smiles"  has  everything  but  smiles 
in  it.  The  comedy  is  sad.  But  how  different  is 
"The  New  Yorkers"  !  Only  there  are  no  smiles 
in  "The  New  Yorkers."  either.  They  are  all 
what  old  time  troopers  call  belly  laughs.  Cer- 
tainly the  sky  is  the  limit — there  is  no  situation 
too  raw  or  no  joke  too  broad  to  be  barred  from 
the  New  York  stage. 

Now.  as  to  grand  opera.  You  go  to  the 
Metropolitan  and  you  come  away  with  no  cause 
for  legitimate  complaint,  except  that  the  per- 
formances are  uninspired  —  mere  matters  of 
routine.  The  fault  may  be  with  the  audiences. 
Surely  the  only  clapping  that  is  heard  at  the 
ends  of  acts  seems  to  emanate  from  hired 
claques.  The  opera  house  is  always  crowded, 
it  is  said  to  be  making  money.  Perhaps  that  is 
it.  Perhaps  it  has  grown  too  prosperous,  too 
smug,  too  satisfied. 

Listen,  girls,  here  is  something  for  you:  if 
you  get  an  opportunity  to  see  Rudy  Valee  in 
person,  stay  away.  He  is  the  most  complete 
washout  of  the  age.  I  went  clear  over  to  Brook- 
lyn to  see  him.  or  rather  I  went  over  to  see  my 
friends  Rice  and  Werner  in  their  priceless  bit  of 
slap-stick  "On  the  Scaffold"  and  found  Rudy 
on  the  bill.  The  curtain  rose  revealing  Rudy's 
jazz  orchestra  and  then  a  sleek  gentleman 
inclined  to  be  fattish  glided  on  the  stage,  picked 
up  a  saxophone  and  crooned  into  it.  Then  he 
tossed  this  aside  and  crooned  vocally  into  a 
megaphone.  He  did  this  twice  and  the  act  was 
over.  In  not  a  note,  a  word  or  a  gesture  did  he 
exhibit  the  slightest  charm,  grace  or  tempera- 
ment. Yet  I  am  told  that  young  ladies  sit  out 
the  four  daily  shows  just  to  see  him  go  through 
the  motions  of  being  entertaining.  I  heard  a 
very  diverting  characterization  of  him.  It  will 
be  sent  to  anyone  forwarding  me  a  self- 
addressed,  stamped  envelope. 


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Our  store  is  not  large  in  actual 
floor  space  but  it  is  immense  in 
its  ability  to  reach  out  over  the 
world  and  collect  fabrics  for 
Scheyer  to  tailor  into  suits  and 
overcoats  that  distinguish  their 
wearers  as  men  of  discernment. 

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Causerie 

Continued  from  page  19 

an  entire  generation.  Both  books  are  compe- 
tently edited  and  pleasingly  designed.  The  vol- 
umes in  the  Stanford  Miscellany  certainly  give 
promise  of  being  an  enjoyable  contribution  to 
western  publishing. 

Another  interesting  item  from  the  Stanford 
Press  is  the  volume  Descensus  Averno.  being 
fourteen  woodcuts  reproduced  from  Sebastian 
Brant's  Virgil  which  was  published  in  Strass- 
burg  in  1502.  The  woodcuts  have  been  "eluci- 
dated and  provided  with  a  foreword"  by  Anna 
Cox  Brinton  of  Mills  College.  The  book  will 
delight  artists,  students  of  the  classics,  and 
everyone  who  glories  in  a  handsome  volume. 
What  a  pity  I  didn't  mention  this  and  the 
Osborn  letters  last  month!  Both  would  make 
fine  Christmas  gifts;  but  then  there  will  be 
birthdays,  and  anniversaries,  and  Christmas 
next  year.  One  of  the  nice  things  about  these 
books  is  that  they  are  not  seasonal.  They've 
been  good  for  several  generations  and  probably 
will  continue  to  be. 

I  SUPPOSE  one  can  hardly  claim  as  a  "western" 
writer  one  who  was  born  in  Finland  and  has 
lived  abroad  as  much  as  he  has  lived  in  Amer- 
ica, but  not  a  little  of  the  interest  in  Carl  Wil- 
helmson's  first  novel  Midsummer  Night  (Far- 
rar  and  Rhinehart)  is  due  to  the  fact  that  he 
has  lived  in  and  about  San  Francisco  for  a 
number  of  years.  The  critics  are  divided  as  to 
the  book's  merit,  one  calling  it  dull  and  another 
praising  it  as  a  veritable  Golden  Bough  of  Fin- 
nish folklore.  I  think  the  people  who  find  it 
dull  are  those  who  expect  the  usual  novel, which 
Midsummer  Night  certainly  is  not.  It  is  a  story 
based   upon    Finnish   customs   and   filled   with 


ELVA 

announces  her 
return  to  the 

St.  Francis  Hotel 
Beauty  Salon 

where  her  usual  staff  of  expert 
operators  in  all  branches  of 
beauty  culture  are  at  your  service 


Hotel  Del  Monte 
Matson  Boats 


HOTEL  ST.  FRANCIS 

11th  floor 

Between  Post  and  Geary 

on  Powell  Street 

Telephones  DOuglas  1000 
SUtter       0508 


WORTH  GOING  TO  SEE: 

the  hula  LEILANI  does  in 

HAWAII 


II KE  popcorn  without  butter  and  salt, 
■>  the  hulas  you've  seen  apart  from  Ha- 
waiian nights  and  music  strummed  by — 
well,  you  should  see  Leilani  dance  in 
Hawaii.  Tomorrow  you  may  play  golf  or 
frolic  in  the  surf  or  motor  over  perfect 
roads — but  for  this  hour  Leilani  and  you 


are  living  again  the  love  stories  of  conquer- 
ing chieftains  and  their  South  Sea  brides ! 
.  .  .  Sail  from  San  Francisco  on  the  lux- 
urious Malolo  and  less  than  five  days  later 
you're  in  Honolulu,  in  the  Paradise  of  the 
Pacific.  The  Malolo  leads  a  fleet  of  splen- 
did liners  from  California  to  the  Islands. 


Folders  and  Reservations  at  any  Travel  Agency,  or: 


MATSON  LINE 


215  Market  St. 


San  Francisco 


DA  venport  2300 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


|    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK 

SAVINGS  COMMERCIAL  TRUST 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  10TH,   1868 

One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 
never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

B        Assets  over  $140,000,000.00     Deposits  over  $134,000,000.00 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,750,000.00 

=  The  following  accounts  stand  on  the  Books  at  $1.00  each,  viz.: 

H  Bank  Buildings  and  Lots  -    (Value  over  $2,060,000.00) 

H  Other  Real  Estate  -     -     -       (Value  over  $310,000.00) 

Pension  Fund    -     -     -     -        (Value  over  $720,000.00) 

Interest  paid  on  Deposits  at  4/^  Per  cent  per  annum 
=  Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly 


Every 

Woman 

Can 

Be 

Beautiful 


'T'he  ravages  of  the  holi- 
-*•  day  season  make  lasting 
impressions  when  no  steps 
are  caken  to  erase  them. 


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Finnish  folklore,  both  so  different  from  any- 
thing to  which  we  are  accustomed  that  I  recall 
a  university  dignitary  who  several  years  ago 
demanded  that  some  of  Mr.  Wilhelmson's 
stories  then  appearing  in  the  college  magazine 
be  suppressed  as  indecent,  an  action  which 
caused  the  author  to  go  about  shaking  his  head 
in  bewilderment  and  muttering  things  which 
seemed  to  concern  decency  and  pigs !  The  mate- 
rial used  in  these  early  stories  has  been  much 
amplified  and  developed.  The  result  is  one  of 
the  most  distinctive  first  novels  which  has 
appeared  in  some  time.  It  is  neither  dull  nor 
indecent,  but  a  thorough,  craftsmanlike  piece 
of  work  dealing  with  hitherto  unused  material. 

Much  as  I  should  like  to  commend  another 
western  item.  I  cannot  truthfully  say  anything 
good  of  This  Cavalcade,  a  book  of  poems  by 
David  Weissman.  published  by  the  Primavera 
Press  in  Los  Angeles.  The  verses  do  reveal  a 
temperament  sufficiently  sensitive  and  suffi- 
ciently observant  to  become  eventually  perhaps 
a  pleasing  but  surely  minor  poet.  As  they  stand, 
however,  sophomoric  is  a  mild  adjective  to 
apply  to  them. 

Barrie  enthusiasts  will  be  pleased  with  the 
little  volume  containing  J.  M.  B.'s  address 
delivered  on  his  installation  as  Chancellor  of 
Edinburgh  University  last  October,  bearing  the 
title    The  Entrancing  Life    (Scribner's,    $1). 


BWILELDER5 

239  Post  Srreer.  San  Francisco 


R. 


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eso  vea  »  » 

•  to  make  the  most  of 
each  noon  hour  .     .     . 

•  to  eat  where  there  is 
fresh,  gay  color  that 
stimulates  and  gives 
fresh  vigor  for  the  after- 
noon   •  .    . 

•  to  select  only  the 
choicest  of  foods  in 
appealing  dishes.     .     . 

•  to  go  today  to 

62  POST  STREET 

POST  STREET 
CAFETERIA  »  » 


JANUARY,  1931 


More  Telephotos  of  Britain 


Conservative  is  a  pallid  adjective  to 
describe  the  rigidity  of  British  thought. 
They  insist  on  being  well  on  with  the 
new  love  before  they  get  off  with  the 
old.  At  one  of  the  most  fashionable 
three  hotels  in  London.  I  have  a  room 
and  bath — and  such  a  bath.  But  in 
spite  of  the  new  and  complete  latrine, 
I  have  also,  at  the  head  of  my  bed,  a 
commode  with  two — count  em,  two 
— chamber  pots  in  it.  Probably  the  true 
Britishers  cannot  sleep  soundly  other- 
wise, or  it  may  be  they  play  safety  first 
and  proceed  on  the  theory  that  a  pot 
never  gets  out  of  order,  unless,  horrible 
thought,  one  drops  it. 
O 

I  am  in  dire  need  of  the  earnest 
statistician  who  figures  out  that  if  all 
the  goal  posts  in  the  world  were  laid 
end  to  end,  etc.,  etc.,  I  want  to  know 
if  all  the  hours  which  are  wasted  in 
London  traffic  waiting  for  a  truck 
horse  to  plod  his  weary  way  to  a  turn- 
ing place,  were  saved  by  shooing  the 
said  horse  off  the  street,  what  difference 
would  it  make.  While  the  statisticians 
and  astrologers  are  working  it  out.  I 


by  Algernon  Crofron 

suppose  the  horses  in  London  will  con- 
tinue to  gum  up  movement  in  all  direc- 
tions. Seriously,  though,  there  are 
more  horses  in  London  streets  than  on 
the  roadways  of  any  other  modern 
city  and  they  do  slow  down  traffic  to 
a  very  noticeable  degree.  ( N.B. — This 
observation  does  not  apply  to  the  local 
taxicabs  which  run  between  the  horses' 
legs). 


The  Proof  of  the  Pudding  is  in  the 
eating  as  every  dog  can  tell  who  has  once 
been  boarded  at  BELL  MEAD  KEN- 
NELS. Ltd..  Haslemere.  They  are  happy 
to  come  back  and  enjoy  exercising  in  a 
park  of  60  acres,  with  comfortable  ken- 
nels and  runs  facing  South,  and  a  large 
competent  staff  of  kennels  maids  to  attend 
their  wants.  Send  him  and  try. — Tele. 
452. 

— Ad  in  London  Times. 
Yet  last  night  I  saw  men  sleeping 
in  benches  in  a  London  park. 


Newspaper  report  of  divorce  case  in 
London:  "Henry  Stamforth,  Esq..  of 
Liversley  Manor  was  granted  a  degree 


27 

nisi  this  morning  from  Yvonne  Stan- 
lorth  on  the  ground  of  her  adultery 
with  Captain  Lionel  Westgate  of  the 
first  Onslow  Rifles  last  December." 

In  America,  the  report  would  have 
read  that  Yvonne  got  the  decree  on 
the  ground  of  her  husband's  cruelty. 
Are  Americans  more  polite  than  their 
English  cousins? 


acing 


the  M 


usic 


Continued  from  page  11 

be  flat.  Seek  the  drama  in  the  notes  as  you 
would  in  the  words  of  a  poem,  and  you  will 
suddenly  understand  the  language  of  the  com- 
poser." What  more  can  one  hope  for? 

Dobrowen  faces  a  depleted  orchestra.  His 
difficulties  are  the  same  that  confronted  his 
predecessor.  Only  blind  ignorance  will  insist 
that  his  task  is  an  easy  one.  But  somehow, 
while  listening  to  him  talk,  one  loses  all  fears 
of  the  future.  One  becomes  conscious  of  the 
man's  tremendous  reserve  power  which  will 
surmount  all  obstacles.  And  that,  and  that 
alone  will  restore  the  high  standard  the  San 
Francisco  Symphony  Orchestra  enjoyed  for  so 
many  years. 

That  he  has  a  sense  of  humor  goes  without 
saying.  For  to  understand  music  is  to  under- 
stand life,  and  to  understand  life  is  to  chuckle 
at  its  idiosyncrasies.  And  Dobrowen  has  a  twin- 
kle in  his  eyes.  All  of  which  is  a  most  encour- 
aging sign. 

Continued  on  page  29 


H.LIEBES6.CQ 

GRANT  AVE  AT  POST 


Sixty- 
Seventh 
Annual 

FUR  SALE! 

Now  in 
Progress 

Following  a  year  of 
unequalled  values  ....  furs 
maintaining  our  rigid  stand- 
ards... reduced  to  the  most  at- 
tractive prices  in  our  history 


MOSSE 

478  POST  STREET 
SAN  FRANCISCO 


presents 


BATH  SETS 

consisting  of  2  towels,  2  face  cloths 
and  bath  mat 


"JAontnux1  $23.50 

(in  a  fascinating  biege) 

"Opn"  $16.25 

(in  5  pastel  shades) 

uAma\^  $28.00 

(the  modern  motif,-  5  shades". 

uGBimmr  $15.00 

(for  the  Yachtsman) 
Prices  include  individual   moncgramming 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


"I  live  at  the 
New  Gaylord" 

Descriptive  words  these-in  effect  you  say  "I 
am  a  person  of  discrimination  and  good  taste." 

The   GAYLORD   is   San   Francisco's   first   and 
finest  residential  hotel. 

Charmingly  furnished  rooms  -.  all 
outside  and  SOUND  PROOF-each 
having  its  own  Radio  -  -  Electric  Re- 
fr.gerat.on  -  -  Serving  Pantry . .  large 
Dressing  Room  an£,  closet .  .  T*fa 
and  Shower  Bath. 

And  the  rates --very  moderate.  A 
few  rooms  (desirable)  are  now  avail- 
able  for  permanent  guests  -  -  also  one 
luxurious  suite  with  two  baths. 

The  Dining  Room  and  the  Room 
Serv.ce  please  the  jaded  appetite-. at 
prices  surprisingly  low. 


nm-u? 


JONES 
AT  GEARY 


Margaret  B.  Giles 
Managing  Director 


Passing    ShoWS        -  Continued  from  page  19 

woodblocks,  water  colors  and  drawings  for  at  least  a  tentative  measure  of 
the  man.  Holgcr  Cahill.  in  his  book  "Max  Weber."  mentions  the  time 
when  Weber  had  to  fight  against  the  ease  of  his  draughtsmanship.  If  such 
was  his  ambition,  it  is  indeed  well  fulfilled  for  I  have  seldom  seen  sloppier 
daubs  or  less  coherently  stated  forms  than  in  the  majority  of  his  things  at 
Beaux  Arts.  The  few  water  colors  show  a  good  color  sense  that  pokes  a 
firm  toe  in  the  door  of  judgment  that  might  otherwise  close,  dismissing 
this  "modernist"  as  another  flaunted  ego. 

RIVERA  has  completed  his  sketches  for  the  fresco  in  the  Stock  Exchange 
Lunch  Club  and  is  at  work  on  the  actual  wall.  His  sketches  are  the 
result  of  intensive  study  of  California  during  the  weeks  since  his 
arrival  from  Mexico  City.  He  visited  the  mines,  the  valleys,  the  oil  fields, 
the  river  country  and  various  other  regions  where  he  could  see  first  hand 
the  resources  from  which  California's  wealth  is  derived.  He  has  been 
untiring  in  his  work,  making  dozens  of  sketches  until  he  should  gain  the 
feeling  of  the  locality.  At  the  same  time,  he  has  been  working  on  sketches 
for  the  wall  at  the  California  School  of  Fine  Arts  where  he  will  do  a 
fresco  as  the  gift  of  William  Gerstle.  president  of  the  Art  Association. 

Edward  Bruce,  prominent  American  painter  who  has  recently  estab- 
lished his  home  in  California,  has  just  completed  an  over  mantel  painting 
for  the  board  of  directors'  room  in  the  Stock  Exchange  building.  This 
canvas,  which  was  installed  January  7,  carries  out  the  feeling  of  formal 
modernism  of  the  dignified  room  by  portraying  a  stylized  view  of  the 
city's  skyscrapers  composed  so  that  the  eye  is  drawn  up  to  the  bay  and 
beyond  to  an  island  and  a  fringe  of  hills  close  to  the  top  of  the  picture. 
It  is  a  beautiful  epitome  of  a  city  and  one  feels  that  Bruce  has  caught  a 
very  precious  part  of  San  Francisco  in  his  use  of  the  modern  city  topped 
by  unspoiled  virgin  hills.  My  only  regret  is  that  Bruce  has  been  in  Cali- 
fornia too  short  a  time  to  forget  the  cold  hills  of  the  East  which  he  has 
painted  before.  His  approach  is  so  direct  that  one  feels  that,  had  he  but 
been  here  longer,  he  would  have  painted  more  truly. 

The  installation  of  this  panel  adds  one  more  artist  name  to  the  list  of 
those  participating  in  the  splendid  Stock  Exchange  building  which 
already  includes  Ralph  Stackpole.  Robert  Boardman  Howard.  Otis 
Oldfield.  Ruth  Cravath.  Adaline  Kent  and  Clifford  Wright.  Various 
modern  craftsmen  have  also  contributed  to  the  modern  beauty  of  the 
building,  especially  notable  are  the  metal  elevator  doors  made  by  Harry 
Dixon  for  the  Lunch  Club. 

PEOPLE  are  beginning  to  adopt  the  habit  of  visiting  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Center,  the  most  recent  of  the  local  art  organizations.  It  is  now 
dominated  by  a  dual  showing  of  work  by  Hamilton  Wolf.  One  part 
of   the   exhibition   is   devoted   to   the   recent   paintings   by   Wolf — large 


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AT  THE  CORNER  OF  TENTH  STREET 


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HOTEL  of  rare  charm  and  refinement.    Internationally  known  as  the 
choice  of  the  traveler  who  demands  the  best. 

Of  Patronized  extensively  by  exacting  Californians  who  appreciate  its 
quiet  restfulness  and  individuality. 

Of  A  modern  hostelry  of  350  rooms,  situated  on  the  world's  most  famous 
avenue  in  the  heart  of  Manhattan,  apart  from  commercial  noises .  .  . 
convenient  to  everything. 

With  a  tariff  surprisingly  moderate 

HARRY   A.   MASON,  Manager 


JANUARY,  1931 


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Exhibition  of 

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by 

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ETCHINGS  •  PAINTINGS 
FINE  ARTS 


CALIFORNIA 
SCHOOL  of  FINE  ARTS 

Affiliated  with  the  University  of  California 

CHESTNUT  AND  JONES  STREETS 

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SPRING  TERM 
NOW  IN  SESSION 

REGISTER  NOW 

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You  may  think  that  Harry 
Dixon  is  not  a  San  Fran- 
ciscan—  but  he  is.  He  has 
several  of  the  finest  ex- 
amples of  his  work  in  his 
own  home. 


Note:  For  the  information  oF  those  aspiring  to  become 
San  Franciscans  bv  virtue  oF  owning  some  oF  the  Fine  hand 
wrought  metal  work  oF  Harry  Dixon — his  shop  is  in  Till- 
man Alley — 241  Grant  Avenue. 


To  most  people 
this  is  a  meaning- 
less grouping  of 
lines  within  a 
square. 


Some  will  recognize  it  as  the  mark  that  can 
be  found  on  the  most  delightful  pieces  of 
furniture  in  their  home. 

EDWARD  RAYMOND  MOFFITT 

STUDIO— H.  L.  MACK  RANCH 
Monterey  1092  Del  Monte,  California 

Designer  and  maker  of  fine  furniture  and  antique  re- 
productions.   Designs    and    estimates    submitted    on 
request. 


canvases  that  reflect  a  constant  change  in  theory 
and  technique.  There  is  a  restless  spirit  to 
Wolf's  work  but  it  seems  to  be  a  seeking  rest- 
lessness that  leads  from  one  expression  to  the 
next.  It  will  be  interesting  to  see  what  comes 
out  of  all  this  experimentation.  Evidence  of 
Wolf's  very  early  efforts  is  found  in  the  collec- 
tion of  sixty  drawings  and  paintings  done  as 
a  child.  This  portfolio  of  childhood  picturings 
is,  in  some  ways,  more  interesting  than  the 
group  of  recent  paintings.  There  is  something 
about  the  childish  things  that  draws  one's 
attention  from  the  mature  painting  in  much 
the  same  way  that  the  actions  of  a  child  on  the 
stage,  if  natural  and  unspoiled,  will  demand 
more  attention  than  the  finished  characteriza- 
tion of  the  trained  actors. 

ANEW  slant  on  modernism  was  expressed 
by  Wilhelm  R.  Valentiner.  distinguished 
authority  on  the  old  masters  and  director 
of  Detroit  museum,  who  recently  visited  San 
Francisco  to  lecture  on  Raphael  at  the  Legion 
of  Honor.  He  has  observed  that  in  past  cen- 
turies the  art  in  quite  isolated  countries  tended 
to  have  certain  rhythmical  characteristics  in 
common  with  all  the  other  art  of  its  time.  He 
feels  that  at  any  one  time  much  the  same 
rhythm  is  to  be  found  in  the  art  expression 
throughout  the  world,  irrespective  of  super- 
ficial communication.  So.  today,  he  feels  that 
modern  painting  and  sculpture  are  obeying  the 
general  impulse  of  scyncopated  rhythm  that 
seems  to  characterize  this  century  and.  as  such, 
deserves  earnest  consideration  even  more  than 
the  masterpieces  of  the  past  which  reflect  atti- 
tudes not  dominant  today. 

Facing  the  Music 

Continued  from  page  27 

L~OK  at  the  music  calendar  and  you  will  see 
that  the  German  Grand  Opera  Company 
will  be  in  the  city  again  at  the  end  of  this 
month.  With  a  host  of  talent  which  includes 
Johanna  Gadski.  Margaret  Baumer,  Marie  Von 
Essen,  Johannes  Sembach.  Max  Roth  and  many 
others,  the  short  season  promises  to  be  artis- 
tically as  successful  as  the  other  appearances 
which  the  company  has  made  in  this  country. 

Perhaps  the  most  interesting  work  to  be 
presented  this  year  is  "Tiefland"  by  Eugene 
Frances  Charles  d'Albert.  who.  though  born  in 
Glasgow,  Scotland,  and  the  grandson  of  a  cap- 
tain of  cavalry  in  the  French  army,  has  yet 
spent  most  of  his  life  in  Germany. 

Space  prohibits  a  detailed  discussion  of  the 
five  operas.  However,  it  is  suggested  that  those 
who  are  interested  attend  Maud  Fay  Syming- 
ton's lectures  at  the  Community  Playhouse  on 
the  evenings  of  January  1  2th  and  1  6th  and  on 
the  afternoon  of  January  14th  for  the  works 
by  Wagner,  and  write  to  THE  SAN  FRANCIS- 
CAN for  a  detailed  synopsis  of  d'Albert's  work, 
"Tiefland." 


The  Cedars 

Cora  C.  Myers,  Head 


A  development  school 
for  nervous  and  retarded 
children. 


ideal  climate — no  fog — delicate 
children  grow  strong  and  develop 
latent  talents. 

Address 

THE  CEDARS 

Ross,  Marin  County,  California 


Exhibits  of  the  Month 


JANUARY  4th  to  17th 


Sculptures 

by 

Rodin 


JANUARY  19th  to  31st 

Drawings 

BY 

Peter  Arno 

AND 

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Individual  Instruction 


Costume  Design 

Prol«iiion*l  of  Home  Uie 

Fashion  Illustration 

Millinery  Making 
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Commercial  Art 
Life  Drawing 

Interior  Decoration 

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Foreign  Novelties 

Uncommon  things  for 
particular  people 

TRAVEL  ENSEMBLES 

Bridge  Coats 
Dinner  Jackets 
Practical  Negligees 
Coffee  Jackets 

JEANNE  COLLYNE 

314  Primrose  Avenue 

Burlingame 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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WELL,  holidays  have  certainly  taken  their 
toll  of  me  and  for  a  while  at  least  parties, 
crowds,  tinsel,  and  tissue  will  be  pet 
aversions.  Not  that  it  wasn't  a  week  full  of  joy 
but  that  my  spasm  of  gaiety  is  over.  I'm  in  a 
righteous  mood  for  work.  Already  I  have  set- 
tled down  to  enforcing  law  and  order — chiefly 
the  latter — in  a  devil-may-care  household,  so 
that  I  may  be  able  to  find  my  own  stockings  in 
a  rush  and  restore  Jim's  good-natured  "Hello. 
Hon."  His  greeting  seems  to  have  become  a 
porcine  grunt  these  last  ten  days. 

My  new  and  virtuous  resolutions  include 
taking  stock  of  my  depleted  wardrobe.  The 
dresses  look  a  little  the  worse  for  wear.  I  believe 
pulling  them  on  and  off  causes  more  damage 
than  anything  else.  I  always  have  violent  inter- 
ior gigglings — after  the  ball  is  over — crawling 
out  these  sheath  gowns.  Compressed  lips — 
bending  double — a  sudden  flip — and  wiggling 
contortions  that  might  interest  Gilda  Gray  are 
the  only  means  of  emerging.  What  few  1931 
models  I  have  had  a  peek  at  look  even  "more 
Western"  and  I'm  wondering  !  !  !  No  doubt 
we  dress  to  make  fools  of  men  and  when  they 
promptly  oblige — well,  that  wasn't  the  reason 
at  all. 


ORIGINAL  TOYS 

a  specialty  at  the 

THE  JUNIOR  LEAGUE  SHOP 


14  Tillman  Place 


San  Francisco 


by  Molly  Merkley 

A  suit  from  Jenkins  displayed  at  Nelly  Gaff- 
ney's  has  a  very  slick  look.  Fits  the  figure  every- 
where, even  'round  the  knees,  but  the  clever 
designer  conceals  where  he  reveals  by  adjusting 
two  flat  circular  flounces  so  that  the  whole  skirt 
is  beautifully  rhythmic.  A  short,  tight  fitting 
jacket  with  a  jaunty  cape  bordered  in  pointed 
fox  completely  hides  from  view  (except  at  the 
wrist)  one  of  the  daintiest  tuck-in  blouses  I 
have  ever  seen.  Made  of  chiffon,  it  is  elaborately 
beaded  in  tiny  crystals.  Oh'  my  gosh!  it's  just 
what  you've  always  wanted.  Mary  Boland  in 
the  "Vinegar  Tree"  wears  a  ravishing  evening 
gown  from  this  same  house  that  knocks  your 
eye  out. 

I  looked  pretty  good  to  myself  until  I  stum- 
bled on  that  suit  at  Gaffney's.  but  an  ax  fell  on 
the  neck  of  my  self-satisfaction  and  I  wandered 
disconsolately  to  the  St.  Francis  Hotel  hoping 
to  take  my  mind  off  of  that  costume.  Suddenly 
I  bethought  myself  of  Elva's  Beauty  Parlor 
and  results  achieved  there.  If  I  couldn't  have  the 
suit  I  could  at  least  freshen  up  with  a  wonderful 
facial  that  makes  the  old  morale  quicken.  There 
is  something  very  restful  in  these  rooms  and 
one  has  a  privacy  lacking  in  most  beauty  salons. 
After  the  thorough  method  of  massage  I  felt 
a  100%  and  started  to  do  and  see  things. 

CITY  OF  PARIS  was  next  on  ray  list.  I  had  an 
appointment  to  look  at  their  antiques  in 
the  furniture  department  and  I  was  very 
much  interested  in  them.  The  individual  pieces 
are  saturated  with  history.  Two  tapestry  chairs 
from  the  sixteenth  century  could  tell  many  a 
tale,  while  a  very  narrow  Spanish  refectory 
table  looked  intriguing.  Wonder  what  they 
serve  on  such  slim  tables.  Some  old  Spanish 
customs  I  missed  out  on.  I  guess.  Many  fine 
English  pieces  are  scattered  on  the  floor  and  a 
court  buffet  was  arresting.  It  looked  as  though 
it  might  have  belonged  to  Richard  Plantagenet 
for  one  could  best  visualize  it  holding  a  platter 
bearing  a  wild  boar's  head  on  its  broad  surface. 
Underneath  are  many  compartments  that  could 
contain  ample  for  even  a  lion-hearted.  Moselle? 


Suppose  he  drank  that.'  A  courteous  clerk's 
"Could  I  help  you?"  found  me  romancing  with 
a  latuous  expression  on  my  face  and  my  tongue 
between  my  teeth.  That  brought  me  to  and  I 
moved  on  reluctantly.  It's  difficult  to  tear  your- 
self away  from  a  place  like  this. 

Only  a  beauteous  Christmas  present — in  fact 
a  fur  coat — that  was  having  buttons  adjusted 
at  the  White  House  lured  me  away.  It  was  all 
set  when  I  arrived  and  I  slipped  into  it  feeling 
like  a  million.  Somehow  when  you  purchase 
furs  at  the  White  House  with  its  background 
and  the  convincing  sincerity  of  Mr.  Kennedy  in 
charge,  you  feel  you  have  value  received,  and  I 
pranced  down  Grant  Avenue  feeling  high,  wide 
and  fancy.  I  used  the  word  "prance"  advisedly, 
for  it  was  a  real  Russian  pony  I  was  wearing 
with  a  White  House  guarantee.  Guess  I  must 
have  been  "screwy  as  a  toad"  with  happiness. 
for  I  smiled  at  the  traffic  cop  with  the  deep 
dimple  and.  snuggling  my  nose  in  the  soft 
collar,  hummed  all  the  way  home  "Three  Lit- 
tle Words."  Not  even  mv  errand  to  the  Knox 
Shop  where  some  of  my  Christmas  checks  were 
passing  out.  dampened  my  spirits.  Laid  aside 
were  two  luscious  dressing  robes,  and  I  had 
another  look  at  them  before  their  festive  wrap- 
ping. One  of  lustrous  silk  in  magenta  and  black 


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Distinction 

Beauty 


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I  OT  that  it  should  matter 
what  is  to  he  staged  in  Yosemite'a 
giant  winter  sports  theatre ...  your 
own  ice-and-snow  tournament  will 
he  too  bright  and  busy. 

But  if  in  all  probability  you  will 
have  a  last-minute  hankering  to  he 
here  for  one,  or  two,  or  three  01 
California's  major  winter  events, 
make  a  note  of  them  nuw: 

Inler-Collegiate   Games   for  the 

President  Hoover  Cup 

January  1,  2,  3,  4 

California  Amateur  Speed-Skat- 
ing Championships,  Jan.  17,  18 

Olympie  Trials  (skating  events) 
Jan.  31,  Feb.  1 

Yosemite'"  s  staff  of  winter  ex- 
perts, formerly  of  Switzerland  and 
Canada,  will  direct.  It  was  under 
their  supervision  that  your  pro- 
gram of  organized  winter  sports  in 
Yosemite  was  planned  —  for  the 
year's  most  exhilarating  holiday! 

Accommodations  in  housekeep- 
ing cabins,  Yosemite  Lodge,  or  the 
ultrafineAhwahnee.  See  your  travel 
agent,  or  Yosemite  Park  and  Curry 
Co.,  39  Geary  St.,  San  Francisco, 
604  W.  Sixth  St.,  Los  Angeles,  and 
Yosemite  National  Park,  Calif. 


Yosemite 

WINTER 
SPORTS 


was  heavy  enough  to  stand  alone  and  the  other 
of  swansdown  flannel — well,  it  was  nobody's 
business.  They  were  even  more  lovely  at  the 
second  look  and  I  was  mighty  pleased  over  these 
holiday  contributions  to  long  standing  friend- 
ships. I  paid  for  them  with  pleasure. 

Someone  loved  me  at  Christmas  for  I  had  a 
merchandise  order  at  H.  Liebes  and  Company 
which  I  promptly  took  advantage  of  and  pur- 
chased a  hat  for  my  new  coat.  No  difficulty  here. 
Whoever  the  millinery  buyer  for  Liebes.  she 
shows  any  amount  of  smartness  in  her  various 
selections. 

Before  starting  on  an  afternoon  trip  let  me  fill 
out  this  prescription — Oh.  no.  you've  got  me 
wrong.  Go  to  Yda's  place.  44  Compton  Place. 
Relax  ten  minutes  before  a  cozy  fireplace,  bring 
all  your  Latin  to  the  front  and  consume  one 
tamale.  one  dash  of  Spanish  beans  on  lettuce, 
one  cup  of  coffee  and  one  apple  turn-over. 
Repeat  next  day.  I'm  the  doctor. 


IHE  SUN  IS 
SHINING  TODAY 
at  EL  MIRADOR 


Tonight  it  will  be  cool.  Guests  will 
sleep  'neath  blankets  with  a  fresh 
breeze  blowing  from  lofty  San  Jacinto  s 
snow-crowned  crests.  Sleep  will 
come  early,  linger  late  ...  for  the 
nights  are  dedicated  to  repose,  at  El 
Mirador,  in  the  Garden  of  the  Sun. 

A  wonderful  place  for  play  ...  a 
marvelous  place  for  rest.  A  land  of 
beginning  again,  where  mind  and 
body  are  refreshed,  made  new  .  .  . 
Come,  bring  the  children — they'll  love 
it  .  .  .  and  this  kindly  winterland  will 
love  them.  Write  today  for  the  El  Mira- 
dor folder,  or  simply  make  reserva- 
tions and  come. 


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TWO  POEMS  and  KIM 
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Frank  Noms  wrote  a  few  poems.  His  finest . 
"Crepusculum,"  and  "Brunhilde"  are  in- 
cluded in  this  volume  with  a  review  of  his 
ideal  in  literature.  Kipling's  "Kim." 

"This  is  the  only  accurate  bibliography  of 
the  first  editions  of  my  brother's  writings," 
Charles  G.  Noms,  author  of  SEED. 

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BELOW! 

Have  you  ever  watched  a  ski  jumper 
shoot  down  the  slide  and  zoom  off 
into  space  .  .  .  have  you  ever  wished 
him  "happy  landings"  as  he  lost  his 
balance  for  a  single  breathless  in- 
stant? Then  you've  had  the  greatest 
thrill  a  Sierra  winter  offers. 

The  giant  ski  j  ump  at  Tahoe  Tavern 
will  be  the  scene  of  many  famous 
jumps  this  winter.  And  there  will  be 
scores  of  other  thrilling  events.  Some- 
thing doing  every  week-end. 

You  can  go  direct  to  the  Tavern 
and  back  in  a  Southern  Pacific  Pull- 
man. Leave  any  night.  Arrive  the 
following  morning. 

The  program  at  Tahoe  includes: 

Jan.  3-4:  Winter  sports  Costume 
Carnival  (all  sports  program) . 

Jan.  17-18:  Junior  Ski  Tournament 
and  LakeTahoe  Club  Championships. 

Jan.  31-Feb.  1:  Truckee  and  Au- 
burn ski  clubs  in  challenge  ski  tourn- 
ament. 

Feb.  7-8:  Professional  Ski  Jump 
Exhibition. 

Feb.  14-1 5:  Sierra  Dog  Derby  (start 
and  finish  at  Truckee)  . 

Feb.  21-22-23:  Tryouts  for  Olym- 
pic ski  teams ...  ski  racing  and  jump- 
ing. Ski  riders  from  all  parts  of  the 
Pacific  Coast. 

Southern 
Pacific 

Make  your  reservations 
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32 


THE  SANIFRANCISCAN 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


ADV. 


Smart  gatherings  of  San  Franciscans  are  found  daily  in  the  luxurious 
dining  room  of  the  Hotel  Fairmont  atop  Nob  Hill.  Here,  seated  by 
a  window  overlooking  the  city  and  the  distant  bay,  they  avail  them- 
selves of  the  fastidious  service  offered  by  this  queen  of  hotels  whose 
gracious  hospitality  has  become  a  tradition  of  San  Francisco. 


JANUARY,  1931 


33 


Leather  Jackets 
from  Roos  Bros 
...of  course 

A  swagger  belted  affair 

of  fine  glovegrain  leather 

in  red,  brown,  blue 

or  green. 

$|695 

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Our  first 

Annual  Sale 

now  in  progress 

Entire  stock  of  distinctive  apparel  and 
furnishings  for  Boys  and  Students 

Reduced  33% 

nothing  reserved 

Here  is  a  real  sale  of  extreme   impor- 
tance for  Mothers  who  wish  to  save 
money  on  school  wardrobe 

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Brass  Bands  and  Grand  Balls 

Continued  from  page  7 

take  a  bath  even  for  inaugural  balls, 

but  for  all  of  that,  it  is  plain  he  lent  to  any 
affair  that  touch  of  aristocratic  distinction,  so 
desired  and  valued  by  the  guests  at  democratic 
gatherings.  By  reason  of  the  Emperor's  passing, 
you  may  be  sure,  the  Perkins  ball  fell  short  of 
its  anticipated  glory. 

WITH  the  dawn  of  the  1890s  and  all 
through  that  memorable  era.  the  inaugu- 
ral ball  in  California  struck  its  best  stride 
and  rose  to  its  greatest  heights.  For  the  ball  of 
Governor  Markham  in  January,  1891,  $637 
was  expended  for  decorations.  A  miracle  of 
flowers  and  lighting  was  wrought  in  the  interior 
of  the  Capitol  Building.  In  the  Assembly  Cham- 
ber 227  gas  jets  shed  their  beams.  The  Senate 
Chamber  was  illumed  with  173  jets,  and  the 
rotunda  was  festooned  with  1.000  small  elec- 
tric lights.  The  table  decorations  presented  the 
story  of  Queen  Isabella  disposing  of  her  jewels 
to  finance  Columbus'  explorations.  Two  bands 
and  an  orchestra — all  of  them  concealed — sup- 
plied music. 

The  ball  was  a  signal  success.  "The  neces- 
sary dignity  of  form."  we  are  told,  "was  pre- 
served, but  there  was  a  conspicuous  lack  of 
buckram  frigidity  and  devotion  to  starch, 
which  renders  participation  in  any  official  Euro- 
pean function  a  penance  and  weariness  to  the 
spirit." 

The  newspapers  devoted  solid  pages  to 
descriptions  of  the  ladies'  gowns.  From  these 
accounts,  we  gather  that  Moussilene  de  Soic 
was  the  material  of  the  hour.  For  trimmings 
marabou  feathers  were  almost  de  rigeur.  A 
second  choice  were  Prince  of  Wales  feather 
tips,  but  jewel  embroidered  net  at  $10  to  $50 
a  yard  was  very  acceptable.  Gas  light  green  was 
a  favored  color,  and  it  was  a  point  to  be  noted 
that,  unless  a  woman's  gloves,  slippers,  hand- 


f 


lowers 

for  the 

debutante! 


Particularly  appropriate 
are  lavish  gifts  of  flowers 
to  those  who  are  entering 
society  for  their  first  sea- 
son. Expressive  of  the 
gaiety  and  happiness  that 
every  girl  covets,  flowers 
form  the  perfect 
tribute! 


"the  voice  of  a  thousand  gardens" 
224-226  Grant  Avenue 
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SAN    FRANCISCO 

Orders      Telegraphed     Anywhere 


Vivid  colors  play  on 
dark  backgrounds 
in  The  New  Spring 

PRINTS 

If  you're  goingSouth 
....  or  are  off  to  the 
Islands  ....  see  first 
this  very  advance  and 
exclusive  showing  of 
prints!  More  vividly 
colorful  designs  .... 
more  delectable  col- 
or combinations  you 
have  never  seen !  And 
they're  in^mall  de- 
signs, medium  sized 
designs  and  spaced, 
and  large  ones,  too! 

City  of  Paris  is 
famous  for  exqui- 
site silks  ....  and 
these  are  imported 
hand  blocked  chif- 
fons and  crepes 
of  which  smartest 
Southern  resort 
frocks  are  made! 

Mr.  Corwin  Mc- 
Lean, the  exclusive 
City  of  Paris  coutur- 
ier will  design  and 
make  smart  frocks 
of  these  new  prints  ! 


34 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Auditorium  committee  will  present  the 

SAN  FRANCISCO  SYMPHONY 

Mishel  Piastro,  conducting 
with 

BETTY  HORST  BALLET 

Company  of  40  in  Modern  Ballet  Dances 

LILLIAN  MAY  EHRMAN 

Premier  danseuse  with  ballet  and  in  solo 

Auditorium,  Wednesday  evening,  Jan.  1 4 

Tickets  now  on  sale  at  Sherman,  Clay  &  Co. 
Sutter  and  Kearny  Streets 

Supervisor  J.  Emmet  Hayden, 
General  Director 

Benning  Wentworth  in  charge  of  Ticket  Sale 


Real  Italian  Food 

Bohemian 
Atmosphere 

Luncheon 
35c  and  50c 
Dinner  75c 

LA  CASA  BIGIN 

441  Stockton  Street 
San  Francisco 


kerchiefs,  fan  and  such  small  what  nots  har- 
monized with  her  gown  in  color  and  design, 
she  could  not  be  considered  really  well  dressed. 

IN  1903  Governor  Pardee  was  inaugurated, 
and  the  ball  in  his  honor  was  the  last  until 
the  present  event  for  Governor  Rolph.  On 
this  occasion  the  interior  of  the  Capitol  Build- 
ing was  transformed  into  a  Louis  XIV  palace. 
To  enhance  this  general  scheme  the  decorators 
conceived  several  original  features  of  their  own. 
One  of  their  conceptions  was  a  profusion  of 
huge  chrysanthemums,  made  of  paper  and  hav- 
ing yellow  electric  light  bulbs  for  their  centers. 
On  the  lighting  alone  $500  was  expended, 
while  $849  went  for  a  buffet  supper  of  every 
imaginable  domestic  and  imported  delicacy. 
At  strategic  points  among  the  aforementioned 
palms,  cut  glass  punch  bowls  were  placed.  The 
punch  bowls  were  as  big  as  wash  tubs,  and  the 
punch  in  no  two  bowls  was  alike. 

In  the  festivities  in  connection  with  the 
inauguration  and  ball  of  Governor  Rolph. 
punch  had,  of  course,  no  official  part.  The 
omission  was  unfortunate  and  necessary  but 
not  wholly  disastrous,  for  the  celebration 
achieved  moments  of  grandeur.  There  was.  for 
instance,  a  parade,  headed  by  Governor  Rolph 
in  a  stage  coach  of  historic  fame,  drawn  by  four 
black  horses  and  flanked  by  heralds  and  out- 
riders in  livery.  The  flower  of  Hollywood's 
talent  presented  an  historical  pageant.  There 
were  bands  and  concerts  galore.  There  was  a 
round  of  banquets,  dinners  and  orations. 

In  fine,  it  was  an  inauguration  worthy  of 
the  27th  Governor  of  California,  who  has  a 
round  dozen  decorations  from  foreign  coun- 
tries plus  a  string  of  honorary  titles  from  Amer- 
ican organizations  as  long  as  your  arm.  and 
who  is  the  only  governor  in  the  United  States 
who  wears  boots  and  a  feather  in  his  hat  and 
who,  finally,  is  a  typical  San  Franciscan  and 
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why  people  oF  wealth 
and  position  who  have 
traveled  widely  and  are  ac- 
customed to  the  best  of 
service  are  almost  unani- 
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Perhaps  it  is  the  subtle 
temptation  of  the  modern 
luxury  with  which  each 
guest  is  surrounded  that 
brings  those  who  "know" 
to  Nob  Hill  for  the  week- 
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BEGINNING  THIS  MONTH 

O'Connor,  Moffatt's  looks  forward  to  seeing  "Action' 

on  these  Great  projects  for  San  Francisco, 

F  or  ward-Looking  City. 


On  with  the  Golden  Gate  Bridge 

THE  first  bridge  in  the  world  to  span 
outer  edge  to  a  great  harbor.  Estimated 
cost — thirty-five  million  dollars.  In  relief  it 
surpass  the  Statue  of  Liberty  in  New  York 
harbor,  as  a  mark  of  distinction.  When  com- 
pleted, the  span  will  be  five  hundred  feet 
longer  than  any  other  bridge  in  the  world.  It 
will  make  the  Redwood  Highway  the  principal 
traffic  artery  of  the  State  system. 

The  War  Memorial,  A  Civic  Project 

VISIBLE  sign  of  San  Francisco's  participa- 
tion in  the  Great  War,  this  Memorial  will 
make  our  Civic  Center  still  more  beautiful. 

The  New  Olympic  Cluh,  A 
Masterpiece 

A  MASTERPIECE  in  design.  In  this  hand- 
somely-appointed building,  estimated  to 
involve  five  million  dollars,  will  be  added  pri- 
vate dining  rooms,  a  music  room  and  a  recep- 
tion room  for  women. 


On  with  the  San  Francisco  Bay 
Bridge 

OUR  miles  long,  estimated  to  cost  seventy- 
s  .  .  .  Four  massive  spans, 
under  any  of  which  nine  of  the  largest  ships 
afloat  could  sail  abreast.  The  eyes  of  the 
Nation  will  be  upon  it.  All  California  will 
come  to  see  it.  Four  thousand  men  will  have 
to  work  four  years  to  complete  it.  Twelve  to 
fifteen  million  cars  can  pass  over  it  each  year! 

Other  Great  Projects  Estimated  to 
Involve  Seventeen  Million  Dollars 

THE  Government  has  passed  legislation  for 
the  erection  of  a  Bombing  Base  in  Marin 
County  .  .  .  An  Army  Air  Base  in  Alameda 
...  A  Dirigible  Base  at  Sunnyvale. 

And  Now  the  Western  Pacific 

.  .  .  When  it  enters  San  Francisco,  will  require 
another  eight  million  dollars.  All  of  which 
means  prosperity  for  San  Francisco  and  the 
Bay  District  over  a  period  of  years. 


O'Connor,  Moffatt's  Views  the  Fiscal  Year  of  1931  in  a  Decidedly 

Optimistic  Manner 


IN  nineteen-thirty  we  enjoyed  thousands  of 
extra  transactions.  And  while  unit  prices 
were  considerably  lower,  our  sales  volume  ex- 
ceeded that  of  the  previous  year  because  of 
the   many  additional   purchases! 


FOR  nineteen-thirty-one  we  look  forward  to 
serving  Progressive  San  Francisco  with 
the  same  friendly,  courteous  service  and  ex- 
acting quality  that  have  always  been  our  aim. 
Hence,  we  again  invite  you  to  come  with  us 
and  speak  with  optimism. 


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"A  Forward  Looking  Store  in  a  Forward  Looking  City" 


WEDDINGS 

POSTLEY-TAYLOR.  On  January  21,  at  Trinity 
Church,  Mr.  Clarence  Sterling  Postley,  son  of  Mrs. 
Ross  Amber  Curran  and  the  late  Mr.  Sterling  Post- 
ley,  and  Miss  Evelyn  Taylor,  daughter  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Augustus  Taylor. 

STEELE-BOLTOX.  February  3,  in  San  Fran- 
cisco, Mr.  Shorb  Steele,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  James 
King  Steele,  and  Miss  Betty  Bolton,  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Robert  Clay  Bolton. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

PARKER-MOSS.  Miss  Janey  Graham  Parker, 
daughter  of  Mrs.  Doyle  Parker,  to  Mr.  Joseph  Mar- 
rion  Moss,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Castle  Prentice  Moss 
of  New  Westminster,  B.  C. 

TOWNE-WALKER.  Miss  Adelaide  Towne, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Percy  Towne,  to  Mr.  Harry 
Wallace  Walker  of  Los  Angeles. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Biddle  of  Philadelphia 
were  guests  lor  a  time  of  Captain  and  Mrs.  Powers 
Symington.  Later  they  were  the  guests  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Sidney  Fish  at  their  Carmel  estate.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Biddle  were  guests  of  honor  at  a  dinner  given 
by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  during  their  visit  in 
San  Francisco. 

.Mrs.  Muriel  Yanderbilt  Church,  who  arrived  from 
Xew  York  to  attend  the  Oakland  Horse  Show,  was 
extensively  entertained  in  San  Francisco  and  the 
Peninsula. 

The  Hon.  Mrs.  Yictor  Bruce,  the  English  aviatrix, 
was  the  complimented  guest  at  a  luncheon  given  by 
the  English-Speaking  Union  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hop- 
kins. 

Mrs.  Nathaniel  Robbins,  who  visited  her  sister, 
Mrs.  Charles  Edward  Gilman  recently,  was  guest  of 
honor  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  Walton  X.  Moore 
and  at  another  occasion  where  Mrs.  Percy  J.  Walker 
was  hostess. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Andrew  T.  Cassell  (Dorothy  Wood- 
worth)  have  been  visitors  in  San  Francisco,  making 
their  home  at  the  Sir  Francis  Drake. 

Mr.  Gerald  Williamson,  who  formerly  made  his 
home  in  San  Mateo,  and  his  father.  Lord  Forres,  have 
been  guests  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins.  Mr.  Gerald 
Williamson  entertained  a  group  of  his  old  friends  at 
luncheon  at  the  San  Mateo  Polo  Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  S.  Whitney  of  XTew  York 
were  entertained  by  Miss  Barbara  Carpenter  of  Bur- 
lingame  at  a  luncheon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Earle  C.  Anthony  of  Los  Angeles 
were  guests  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  for  a  brief 
visit. 


THE 

REIGNING 

DYNASTY 


Dr.  and  Mrs.  Mark  L.  Gerstle  Jr.  entertained  at 
dinner  at  their  home  for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  G. 
Peabody  of  Xew  York.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Algernon 
Gibson  also  gave  a  dinner  for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Peabody. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Guernsey  Curran  of  Xew  York,  who 
came  to  San  Francisco  to  attend  the  wedding  of  Miss 
Evelyn  Taylor  and  Mr.  Clarence  S.  Postley,  were 
extensively  entertained  during  their  stay.  Among 
those  who  arranged  affairs  in  honor  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Curran  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Xion  Tucker.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Edmunds  Lyman,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  T. 
Cameron,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hays  Smith,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Alexander  Hamilton  and  Mrs.  John  Drum. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Herrmann  were  week-end 
guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  Bliss  Rucker  in  Bur- 
linerame. 

The  Polo  Matches  brought  many  interesting  vis- 
itors to  Xorthern  California  last  month.  Prominent 
among  them  was  Mrs.  Muriel  Vanderbilt  Church, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Magee,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Earl  Hop- 
ping Sr.,  of  Xew  York,  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Reginald 
Sinclaire  of  Colorado  Springs. 

Doctor  Wilhelm  Yalentiner  of  the  Detroit  Art 
Museum  was  guest  of  honor  at  a  luncheon  that  Mr. 
Richard  Tobin  gave  at  the  Bohemian  Club  during 
Dr.  Yalentiner's  visit  in  San  Francisco.  He  was  also 
honor  guest  at  a  tea  that  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick 
Moody  Jr.  gave  at  their  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  J.  Henderson  of  Honolulu 
were  entertained  at  dinner  by  Mrs.  Warren  Spieker 
at  her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hen- 
derson have  been  visiting  with  the  former's  parents. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  B.  Henderson,  in  Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Coy  Filmer  entertained  a  group  of 
friends  at  their  Green  Street  home  in  honor  of  Mr. 
Alex  Wallace  of  Salt  Lake  City,  who  was  visiting  his 
brother,  Mr.  William  R.  Wallace,  at  the  Huntington 
Apartments. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harold  Edmondson  and  their  chil- 
dren, who  make  their  home  in  Los  Angeles,  were 
guests  of  Mrs.  Edmondson's  parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Paul  Clagston,  in  Palo  Alto. 


Mrs.  Raymond  Phelps,  accompanied  by  her  small 
daughter,  is  visiting  in  San  Francisco,  occupying 
apartments  at  The  Huntington.  Mrs.  Phelps  was  the 
former  Miss  Katherine  Bentley  and  is  a  sister  of  Mrs. 
Stanley  Powell. 

Madame  Johanna  Gadski  was  honor  guest  at  a 
luncheon  and  open  house  tea  given  by  Miss  Con- 
5tance  Alexander  on  the  afternoon  preceding  the  open- 
ing of  the  German  Grand  Opera  season. 

Mrs.  William  Kent  Jr.  entertained  recently  in 
honor  of  Mrs.  Clarence  Cooke  of  Honolulu.  The 
occasion  was  a  luncheon  given  at  the  Town  and 
Country  Club. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Miss  Florence  McCormick,  the  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Charles  R.  McCormick,  made  her  debut 
at  a  dance  given  at  the  San  Francisco  Golf  Club  on 
the  evening  of  January  3.  Many  dinner  parties  pre- 
ceded the  dance.  Among  those  entertaining  at  these 
preliminary  gatherings  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Marshall 
Madison,  Miss  Carol  Lapham,  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Thomas  Page  Maillard. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Hooper  gave  a  dancing  party 
for  their  daughter.  Miss  Margaret  Hooper,  at  the 
Hooper  home  in  Broadway.  Preceding  the  dance 
Miss  Constanza  Avenali  entertained  a  group  at  din- 
ner at  the  Avenali  home. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  McCreery  of  Burlingame 
entertained  twenty  guests  at  dinner  at  their  home  in 
Burlingame  recently. 

Miss  Gwynneth  Woodhouse,  granddaughter  of 
Mrs.  Julius  Kruttschnitt,  made  her  debut  at  the 
Burlingame  Country  Club  where  a  dance  was  given 
on  the  evening  of  January  17.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mar- 
shall Madison  gave  a  dinner  for  Miss  Woodhouse 
before  her  debut  ball. 

The  San  Francisco  Branch  of  the  Junior  League 
is  at  work  on  a  play  which  the  members  will  present 
during  the  Easter  holidays.  Mrs.  Horace  Bradford 
Clifton  is  at  the  head  of  this  current  activity. 

M  r.  and  M  rs.  Albert  M  iller  are  again  at  their 
Jackson  Street  home  after  a  ten-day  motor  trip. 

Mi>>  Betty  Bolton  has  announced  February  3  as 
the  date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  Shorb  Steele.  Miss 
Mary  and  Miss  Margaret  McCormick  gave  a  buffet 
supper  in  honor  of  the  couple. 

Mrs.  Harry  Hill  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Harrie 
Hill,  Miss  Juanita  Hill  and  Mrs.  Hill's  son,  Mr. 
Jackson  Baird,  enjoyed  a  ten-day  visit  in  the  south 
during  January. 

Miss  Edith  Chamberlain  has  returned  to  her  home 
in  Woodside  after  a  four  months  trip  abroad. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Herbert  W.  Allen  gave  a  dinner  for 
Miss  Florence  McCormick  and  a  group  of  her  friends 
at  the  Allen  home  in  Broadway. 

Continued  on  page  30 


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the  San  Franciscan 

JOSEPH  DYER,  Editor  and  Publisher 
Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  to  the  Publisher 


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WILSON  FOLETT 

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CONTRIBUTORS 

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ELVA  WILLIAMS 

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CAREY  MCWILLIAMS 


OTTORINO  RONCHI 

ZOE  BATTU 
ROWENA  MASON 
KATHRYN  HULME 


CONTENTS 


VOLUME  V 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


Articles 

Bull  versus  Sham,  by  Edward  A.  Morphy        .... 

Sutter  and  His  Fort,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

John  Joseph  Casey,  by  Lloyd  S.  Thompson     .... 
Jack  London,  by  Chita  Keltner  Michelson       .... 
Winters — East  and  West,  by  Doris  Schmiedell 
Reactions,  by  Captain  Powers  Symington         .... 

Short  Stories 

This  Time  it  Counts,  by  George  Uhl,  Jr.  .... 

Assuring  Success,  by  Charles  Alma  Byers        .... 

Criticism 

Facing  the  Music,  by  James  Hamilton  Fisher   .... 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

Passing  Shows,  by  Aline  Kistler 

Verse 

Query,  by  Sidney  King  Russell 

Without  Rebuke,  by  Tarcissus  Paddock 

Peace  has  come  to  Helen's  Face,  by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 
Compensation,  by  Lucrezia  Kemper 


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Special  Features 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told,  short  comment  and  humor 

Music  Calendar 

Drama  Calendar 

Art  Calendar 

Reigning  Dynasty,  by  Josephine  Bartlett 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 

Illustrations 

Stock  Exchange  Mural,  by  Edward  Bruce 

Cartoon,  by  Sotomayor 

Cartoons,  by  George  Tobin  and  Philip  Nesbitt 
Tito  Schipa,  drawing  ..... 

Sutter's  Fort,  1841,  woodcut  by  William  Wilke 
Debut,  photographs  by  Margrethe  Mather 
John  Galsworthy,  etching  by  Edmund  J.  Sullivan 

Jack  London,  photograph 

Desert  Mountains,  photograph  by  William  Horace  Sn 
Snow  in  the  Sierras,  photograph  by  Anson  Easton  Adams 
Mrs.  Edward  J.  Tobin,  portrait  by  Justema     . 
Etching,  by  Will  Dyson      .        .        .        ■,',-,■ 
Horse  Study  No.  IV,  painting  by  Georgio  di  Chirico 


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MURAL 


"Edward  Bruce  has  produced  a  work  of  singular  and  original  beauty. 
Skyscrapers  rise  up  to  a  central  group  outlined  against  the  blue 
waters  of  the  bay.  The  outlying  neighborhoods  cluster  on  the  hills 
above  the  near  shore.  One  senses  rather  than  sees  the  myriad  win- 
dows, the  city's  eyes,-  or  the  depth  to  the  street  levels  below.  It  is  a 
picture  of  a  great  centralization  of  man's  energy  and  will,-  set  beside 
blue  waters  it  can  but  momentarily  displace  or  agitate,  amidst  hills 
whose  sculptured  flanks  answer  its  challenge  of  power  with  their  im- 
passive eternity. 

"When  I  consider  the  difficulties  solved,  the  pitfalls  of  common- 
place illustration  avoided,  I  must  rank  this  the  finest  rendition  of  a 
modern  city  I  have  yet  seen.  To  Edward  Bruce's  already  distinguished 
reputation  this  picture  must  bring  added  luster." — Paul  Dougherty. 


The  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Bull 


versus 


Sh 


am 


by  Edward  A.  Morphy 


Mr.  Wickersham  and  the  Pope 


RARELY  does  the  daily  press 
of  this  great  republic  so  far 
forget  its  consecration  to 
the  pious  cause  of  scandal  as 
to  devote  front-page  headlines 
to  the  exposition  of  purely  in- 
structive or  monitory  docu- 
ments. During  the  first  month 
of  this  favored  year,  however, 
such  a  miracle  has  twice  oc- 
curred. 

On  January  8th,  the  now 
famous  Encyclical  on  the  subject  of 
marriage  and  allied  adventures  was 
promulgated  by  Pope  Pius  XI  and 
instantly  won  first-page  honors  in 
every  section  of  the  press.  A  couple  of 
weeks  later,  on  January  20th,  Presi- 
dent Hoover  presented  Congress  with 
the  still  more  famous  half-million 
dollar  report  of  the  Wickersham  com- 
mission, a  document  which  had  at- 
tained first-page  headlines  while  in  its 
gestation  stage  and  which  still,  on  oc- 
casion, again  achieves  them. 

So  much  well  merited  editorial  com- 
ment has  been  accorded  internationally 
to  each  of  these  important  documents 
that  but  little  worth  saying  about 
either  has  been  left  unsaid.  One  point, 
however,  which  concerns  both  does 
not  appear  to  have  attracted  comment. 
This  is  the  illustratively  typical  but 
widely  differing  natures,  as  interna- 
tionally important  public  documents, 
of  the  Papal  Encyclical  and  the  Wick- 
ersham Report,  respectively,  and  the 
fundamentally  distinctive  characteris- 
tics of  each. 

In  the  Encyclical,  we  have  a  docu- 
ment that  admirably  reflects  the  archaic 
crudity  of  an  administration  which 
seeks  to  maintain  in  this  enlightened 
age  the  senile  traditions  that  it  has 
nursed  through  twenty  centuries.  The 
Wickersham  report,  on  the  other  hand, 
treats  chiefly  of  a  subject  and  of  condi- 
tions that  are  quite  new,  and  embodies 
the  latest  concepts  in  efficiency  of  up- 
to-date  American  political  practice. 

Mr.  Will  Rogers,  who  customarily 
keeps  his  eye  on  such  matters,  was  the 
first  publicist  to  call  attention  to  the 
fact  that  the  Encyclical  differed  from 
what  the  world-public  had  a  right  to 
expect  insomuch  that  its  import  was 
as  plain  as  a  pikestaff.  In  it,  the  Pope 
said  exactly  what  it  was  in  his  mind  to 
say.  The  clarity  of  his  diction  left  no 
loophole  for  misunderstanding.  Every 


Editor's  Note:  Edward  A.  Morphy,  until  recently  editor 
of  The  Argonaut,  has  for  years  been  one  of  the  most  bril- 
liant journalists  of  the  West.  Associated  with  San  Francisco 
journalism  during  the  early  '90s,  he  went  from  here  to  the 
Orient  where  for  years  he  served  as  war  correspondent. 
Later  he  went  to  England  and,  returning  after  the  outbreak 
of  the  World  War,  heac  cepted  the  editorship  of  The  Argo- 
naut whose  policies  he  directed  for  six  years.  Because  of 
these  past  accomplishments  and  because  of  our  sincere 
belief  in  his  ability  as  an  analyst  of  current  affairs,  we  take 
pride  in  presenting  this,  the  first  of  a  series  of  monthly  fea- 
tures which  Mr.  Morphy  will  write  for  The  San  Franciscan. 


assertion,  every  contention,  was  stark 
in  its  intellectual  nudity. 

How  different  was  our  Wickersham 
Report — as  typical  of  our  thought  and 
our  modernity  as  "the  noble  experi- 
ment" which  is  the  leit  motif  of  its 
profound  and  baffling  obscurity. 

Not  only  has  the  purport  of  this 
noble  document  hitherto  defied  the 
efforts  of  all  those  concerned  in  ascer- 
taining its  true  significance,  but  a  simi- 
lar soothing  atmosphere  of  uncertainty 
enshrouds  the  presidential  message 
which  accompanied  it  to  Congress. 
The  wording  of  this  message,  no 
doubt,  might  at  first  glance  have  ap- 
peared to  the  uninitiated  to  be  almost 
as  unambiguous  as  that  of  the  Papal 
Encyclical.  At  any  rate  it  professed 
"unity  with  the  spirit"  of  a  certain 
section  of  the  report  which  seems  to 
favor  prohibition  enforcement.  This 
"unity,"  however,  has  been  publicly 
interpreted  by  the  official  leader  of  the 
Republican  party  as  indicating  that  the 
President  has  an  open  mind  on  the  en- 
tire subject  and  is  not  devoted  to  pro- 
hibition enforcement.  Therefore  it 
may  be  accepted  that,  by  no  action  of 
the  nation's  Chief  Executive,  has  the 
impotence  or  unintelligibility  of  the 
Wickersham  report  been  in  any  respect 
seriously  impaired. 

Thus  by  virtue  of  a  protracted  en- 
quiry and  the  sagacious  outlay  of  half 
a  million  dollars  a  previously  befud- 
dled nation  has  had  all  its  anxiety  as 
to  the  removal  of  its  difficulties  erased 
and  its  justly  celebrated  Status  quo 
ante  restored. 

ONE  of  the  immediate  results  of 
this  benign  achievement  in  Cali- 
fornia has  been  the  organization 
at  Hollywood — on  approved  Chicago 
lines  and  under  the  auspices  of  Mr. 
Scarface  Capone — of  a  proper  boot- 
legger's "racket"  or  cartel — a  rational- 
ization of  local  big  business  in  the 
orthodox  way. 


No  such  constructive  result 
could  be  expected  to  enure 
upon  the  promulgation  of  an 
admonitory  communique  so 
indelicate  in  its  directness  as 
the  Pope's  Encyclical,  and  no 
attempt  will  here  be  made  to 
analyze  comprehensively  or  to 
compare  with  the  Wickersham 
Report  the  qualities  of  the  En- 
cyclical other  than  this  offen- 
sively archaic  one  of  clarity. 
What  might  not  be  said,  for  ex- 
ample, in  retort  to  the  Pontiff's  excori- 
ation of  our  arrangements  for  the  com- 
pulsory sexual  sterilization,  (under 
proper  magisterial  order  and  direc- 
tion) of  certain  non-criminal  citizens 
on  whose  behalf  we  in  California  have 
pioneered  this  practical  form  of  physi- 
cal relief  and  moral  uplift?  What 
about  the  papal  denunciations  of  those 
excursions  into  the  realms  of  birth- 
control  and  abortion  by  means  of 
which  we  are  so  efficiently  reducing  the 
birth-rate  of  this  state,  and  making  it 
conform  with  our  modern  ideas  con- 
cerning homes  and  families?  What 
about  the  papal  lack  of  sympathy  with 
our  new  companionate  marriages  and 
the  denunciation  of  these  as  "hateful 
abominations?"  Why  should  his  holi- 
ness disparage  as  "exaggerated  physio- 
logical education"  the  generous  exten- 
sion of  our  pedagogic  enterprises  on 
lines  that  may  soon  effect  the  inclusion 
of  sex  education  in  the  curriculum  of 
our  kindergartens? 

These  are  questions  that  might  well 
afford  food  for  reflection  to  the  pontifi- 
cal mind  were  they  brought  within  its 
purview.  They  are  questions,  at  any 
rate,  that  directly  concern  and  worry 
every  Californian  who  is  devoted  to 
the  various  local  principles  involved — 
the  forcible  transformation  of  unwill- 
ing men  into  eunuchs,  and  so  forth. 

Another  matter  that  the  Pontiff  ap- 
proaches in  a  manner  which  rubs  many 
genial  Lotharios  against  the  fur  is  that 
of  marriage:  "A  great  number  of 
men,"  according  to  the  Encyclical, 
"either  entirely  ignore  or  shamelessly 
deny  the  great  sanctity  of  Christian 
wedlock." 

Possibly  some  incidents  connected 
with  Hollywood  were  fretting  the 
Pope,  if  he  really  were  aiming  this 
assertion  at  any  section  of  California. 

Continued  on  page  26 


8 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


OUR  friend  the  interne  at  the 
emergency  hospital  tells  of  a 
man  who  was  recently  brought 
in  by  a  flurried  wife  who  announced 
that  he  had  been  bitten  by  a  mad  dog. 
In  the  midst  of  the  first  aid  precautions 
while  waiting  for  the  serum,  the  man 
suddenly  grabbed  a  pad  of  prescription 
paper  and  began  to  write  furiously. 
The  interne  was  startled  at  this  devel- 
opment and  tried  to  calm  the  patient 
with  assurances  that  everything  would 
be  all  right,  the  serum  was  on  the  way 
and  there  wasn't  one  chance  in  ten  of 
hydrophobia.  "Oh.  I'm  not  worrying 
about  that — I'm  just  making  a  list  of 
the  people  I  want  to  bite  if  I  do  get 
hydrophobia." 

THERE  was  an  accident  on  the  El 
Camino  Real,  between  San  Mateo 
and  Burlingame.  Just  a  simple  one 
involving  a  lady  driving  north  and  a 
gentleman  driving  south.  The  cars 
collided  head  on.  Both  drivers  climbed 
out,  neither  being  injured. 

The  lady  was  very  apologetic.  "It 
was  all  my  fault."  she  said.  "I  was  way 
over  on  the  wrong  side  of  the  road.  I 
can't  imagine  what  I  was  thinking 
about.  It  was  entirely  my  fault." 

The  gentleman  stopped  her  with  a 
gallant  gesture.  "Not  at  all.  madam." 
he  replied,  "not  at  all.  I  saw  you  com- 
ing for  half  a  mile  back,  and  I  could 
easily  have  turned  off  at  least  two  side 
roads  and  gotten  out  of  your  way." 

THE  recent  unemployment  census 
brought  consternation  to  at  least 
one  household.  A  mural  painter 
who  is  very  much  preoccupied  and 
somewhat  vague  about  current  condi- 
tions was  busy  sketching  when  the 
census  taker  knocked.  In  a  daze  the 
artist  opened  the  door  and  said,  no,  he 
was  not  "employed."  Then  how  long 


ABSENT  MINDED  NO.  1071  31 


NOW 
IT  CAN 
BE  TOLD 


had  he  been  unemployed?  But  he  was 
not  "unemployed."  he  said.  Oh,  he 
had  work?  No,  not  just  now.  The 
conversation  weaved  back  and  forth  in 
confusion  until  finally  the  worker 
made  a  notation  and  left.  Exhausted, 
the  artist  returned  to  his  easel  but 
found  he  couldn't  work  .  .  .  the  hor- 
rible uncertainty  of  the  interview  .  .  . 
the  fear  that  next  time  he  answered  the 
door,  he  might  find  a  charity  basket 
there! 

THE  workman  with  the  tin-soldier 
shoulder  straps  was  busy  oiling  the 
turntable  at  the  Market  street  end 
of  the  Powell  car  line.  He  grandly 
ignored  the  traffic,  both  wheeled  and 
pedestrian,  that  swirled  around  him. 
But  a  nearsighted  old  lady  refused  to 
be  ignored.  After  saying  "My  good 
man"  three  times,  she  plucked  up  her 
courage  enough  to  tweak  his  sleeve 
while  saying  in  quite  a  loud  voice, 
louder  than  she  had  spoken  in  at  least 
fifty  years.  "My  good  man,  will  you 
tell  me  where  I  shall  get  the  cable  car?" 
"In  the  rump,  ma'am,  if  you  don't 
move."  said  he.  squirting  a  last  stream 
of  oil  from  the  long  nozzle  of  his  can 
and  jumping  back  to  give  way  to  the 
clanging  car. 

HIKERS  along  a  Marin  County  trail 
one  Sunday  afternoon  during  the 
month  witnessed  an  unusual 
sight  in  a  nearby  pasture.  Puffing  like 
a  locomotive,  cursing  his  folly  in  al- 
lowing himself  to  grow  stout,  an  old 
gentleman  was  running  for  his  life 
from  an  infuriated  bull.  At  first  it 
seemed  as  if  he  would  surely  be  caught. 
But  with  one  last,  despairing  effort  he 
reached  the  end  of  the  field  and  hurled 
himself  over  the  fence. 

For  some  moments  he  sat  still,  re- 
covering his  breath.  The  excited  hikers 
arrived  at  his  side  just  in  time  to  see 
him  get  to  his  feet,  and  shake  his  fist 
almost  apologetically  at  the  snorting 
animal. 

"You  brute!"  he  spluttered.  "And 
I've  been  a  vegetarian  all  my  life!" 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  is  able 
to  pronounce  Begin. 


WE  FIND  that  even  the  unem- 
ployed apple  sellers  have  their 
difficulties.  It  is  not  only  that 
people  won't  buy.  one  confided,  but  it 
is  the  criticism  of  the  non-buying  pub- 
lic that  hurts.  One  group  audibly  ob- 
jects to  the  apple  venders  because  they 
hawk  their  wares.  "One  would  think 
they  were  selling  papers  or  something 
— why  they  are  actually  like  profes- 
sionals," they  say.  Then  when  the 
vender  has  subsided  into  modest  wait- 
ing someone  comes  along  who  says. 
"Humph,  you  won't  find  me  buying 
from  these  people.  Look  at  them,  they 
don't  show  a  spark  of  initiative!"  And 
this  isn't  all.  some  non-buyers  object, 
saying  the  apples  aren't  "sanitary" — 
that's  what  celophane  has  done  to  the 
modern  mind — and  others  claim  they 
would  buy  if  only  the  apples  were 
oranges  because  apples  are  a  direct  copy 
of  New  York  but  oranges  would  be 
truly  Californian. 

Among  other  flattering  things,  are 
the  placards  in  San  Francisco  street  cars 
giving  straphangers  sage  advice  on  how 
to  drive  automobiles. 

ALTHOUGH  it  is  some  time  since 
John  Barrymore  was  seriously 
'ill,  we  have  it  from  an  eye-wit- 
ness that  as  the  crisis  approached  and 
fears  were  highest,  the  great  actor 
begged  the  doctor  to  "tell  him  the 
truth."  With  great  hesitation,  the 
physician  finally  said:  "I  think  it 
would  be  best,  Mr.  Barrymore,  to  pre- 
pare yourself.  I  fear  you  will  soon  have 
to  meet  your  Maker  face  to  face." 
"What!"  cried  Barrymore.  sitting  up- 
right, anguish  in  his  eyes.  " — not — 
not  in  profile?" 

A  San  Franciscan  is  a  man  who 
knows  what  a  Pisco  Punch  tastes  like 
— also  a  Waldorf  Fizz.  (But  what 
about  the  women?) 

UNTTIL  recently  we  thought  we  were 
the  only  people  who  ever  forgot 
to  wind,  wear  or  keep  in  repair 
the  birthday,  commencement  or  other 
watches  in  our  possession.  We  were 
thankful  for  the  cheerful  service  of  the 
telephone  company  in  answering  our 
calls  for  time  but,  somehow,  felt  that 
this  was  a  special,  personal  courtesy  ex- 
tended to  us  quite  in  particular.  Then 
one  day  in  conversation  we  gasped 
to  hear  that  something  over  35.000 
calls  are  made  each  day  for  time  alone. 
The  majority  of  these  calls  are  from 
the  residential  districts — mostly  be- 
tween the  hours  of  seven  and  eight  in 
the  morning!  In  one  outlying  district 
alone  the  average  during  the  busy  time 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


is  about  eight  hundred  time  calls  an 
hour!  And  we  thought  we  alone  were 
given  the  privilege  of  neglecting  the 
accurate  up  keep  of  our  time  pieces! 

ONE  of  the  walls  in  the  main  gal- 
lery of  the  California  School  of 
Fine  Arts  is  being  prepared  for 
Diego  Rivera  to  decorate  it  in  fresco 
when  he  has  completed  the  Stock  Ex- 
change Lunch  Club  wall.  At  this  time 
it  is  amusing  to  quote  from  art  notes 
in  "Mexican  Life,"  a  magazine  pub- 
lished in  Mexico  City: 

"Rivera  has  gathered  renown  not 
merely  because  he  is  an  able  and  most 
versatile  painter,  but  because  he  is 
never  too  big  an  artist  to  forget  the 
monetary  worth  of  publicity.  His  not- 
ability as  a  painter  is  reinforced  by  his 
notoriety  as  a  devotee  of  naive  and 
gross  eccentricities,  such  as  his  avowed 
communism,  for  instance,  his  aversion 
to  bathe,  a  generally  uncouth  manner 
and  appearance,  and  a  singular  nack 
for  making  enemies  .  .  .  Today,  Rivera 
is  in  California  performing  a  pictorial 
communist  tourner  casque.  The  fee 
which  "comrade  Diego"  is  raking  in 
for  this  job  will  probably  enable  him 
to  acquire  a  few  more  blocks  of  Mexico 
City  tenements  .  .  ." 

In  the  same  publication,  Guillermo 
Rivas  attempts  to  correct  current  im- 
pressions about  Rivera  and  the  "revo- 
lutionists."   He  writes: 

"Diego  Rivera,  the  acknowledged 
leader  of  Mexican  'revolutionary' 
painting — despite  his  rather  unusual 
gifts  at  spinning  fascinating  yarns 
which  tend  to  envelop  his  person  in 
heroic  auras — was  away  from  Mexico 


during  all  the  stormy  years  of  the  revo- 
lution. He  returned  to  this  country 
when  the  big  show  was  practically  all 
over,  after  spending  much  time  in 
France,  Spain,  Holland  and  Belgium. 
It  was  in  1921  that  Rivera,  in  com- 
pany with  Orozco,  Revueltas,  Siquei- 
ros,  Atl,  Alva,  Montenegro,  Merida, 
Chariot,  Leal,  De  la  Cueva  and  Guer- 
rero, started  his  'Mexican  artistic  revo- 
lution.' 

"During  his  years  in  Europe,  Rivera 
devotedly  followed  in  the  footsteps 
of  Picasso.  He  went  through  all  the 
many-limbed  metamorphoses  which 
characterized  the  different  epochs  of 
Picasso's  creative  effort.  Rivera — ever 
keen  to  pursue  something  new — emu- 
lated his  master  throughout  the  evo- 
lutions of  Picasso's  restless  talent. 

"Thus,  when  Rivera  returned  to 
Mexico  he  brought  back  with  him  a 
vast  store  of  experience  at  innovation; 
and  he  made  use  of  this  store  in  his 
and  his  followers'  project  of  founding 
the  'Mexican  revolutionary  school  of 
painting.' 

"The  group  of  painters  who  gath- 
ered about  Rivera  in  1921  and  whose 
logical  leader  he  at  that  time  was  (al- 
though at  least  one  of  that  group,  Jose 
Clemente  Orozco,  has  gone  consider- 
ably beyond  Rivera's  talents,  whereas 
practically  all  others  have  gone  their 
own  way  since)  adapted  the  Rivera, 
or  rather  Picasso,  method  of  mistrust- 
ing nineteenth  century  forms  and. 
borrowing  all  that  could  be  borrowed 
from  the  indigenous  aesthetic  motives, 
evolved  what  is  today  known  as  the 
modern  Mexican  school  of  mural 
painting." 


Since  San  Francisco  means  some- 
thing different  to  each  of  us,  it  is 
interesting  to  compare  notes — 
much  as  one  voices  reaction  to  the 
weather,  only  far  less  obvious.  This 
phase  of  San  Francisco  had  slipped  our 
notice  but  perhaps  you  are  more  ob- 
servant. Anyhow  this  is  what  L.  K. 
writes: 

Much  like  the  continental  city  is  this 
city  by  the  sea.  There  is  not  the  noisy 
activity  and  hurry  one  commonly  asso- 
ciates with  Chicago  and  New  York. 
Here  the  shop  girl  dallies  over  her 
coffee  andcigaret.  It  is  almost  gemutlich, 
that  German  word  which  cannot  be 
translated.  Comfortable,  cozy,  enjoy- 
able, not  any  of  them  is  adequate,  but 
all    together  almost   expresses   it. 

As  much  a  part  of  San  Francisco  as 
her  Chinatown,  her  cable  cars,  her  cafes, 
is  the  custom  of  the  midafternoon  tea  or 
coffee  in  the  numerous  small  cafes.  There 
one  sees  the  pert  little  stenographer,  the 
smart  clever  secretary,  the  grey-haired 
man  of  affairs  and  the  young  man  trying 
to  get  along,  rubbing  shoulders,  sitting 
comfortably  for  a  bit  to  enjoy  the  pause 
in  the  bustle  of  business.  Some  read,  some 
listen  to  the  sports  reports  over  the  radio 
or  to  the  musical  programs,  others  con- 
verse animatedly,  still  others  just  sit. 

There  is  no  hinting  of  waiters  or  the 
management  that  one  dallies  too  long. 
There  is  nothing  hurried  about  their 
attitude.  There  is  an  atmosphere  of 
gemutlichkeit,  a  part  of  the  conserva- 
tiveness  that  San  Francisco  imparts.  In 
any  other  city  it  would  be  a  waste  of 
time,  but  in  San  Francisco  it  is  merely 
a  custom,  an  old  custom  and.  as  such, 
even  the  pressure  of  business  cannot 
wholly  abolish  it. 

FROM  an  outlying  town  comes  news 
of  a  nickname  unjustly  earned.  She 
is  a  young  virginal  school  teacher 
recently  out  of  the  university.  But,  be- 
cause she  has  been  assigned  to  teach 
three  groups  segregated  into  a  "Z" 
classification  of  intelligence,  she  is  now 
known  to  her  colleagues  as  "Easy-for- 
Zee-Zee." 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  re- 
members when  Lincoln  Park  was  a 
Chinese  cemetery. 


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by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 


THEY  stood  in  the  lobby  of  the 
Curran  Theater  after  the  first  con- 
cent conducted  by  Issay  Dobrowen. 
They  were  dressed  smartly  in  gowns 
which  touched  the  floor,  cut  thus  and 
so,  and  their  eyes  held  a  rapt  look. 

"Isn't  he  too  wonderful,"  said  she 
with  the  white  fur. 

"Absolutely  'comme  il  faut."  re- 
plied the  other. 

"Completely  'en  rapport'  with  his 
men,"  said  the  first. 

"He  certainly  has  '  je  ne  sais  quoi." 
mumbled  the  second. 

"Where  are  we  going  to  have  tea?" 
came  from  the  depth  of  the  white  fur. 

The  answer  was  lost,  for,  with  a 
sigh  which  proclaimed  a  duty  well 
done,  they  moved  in  the  direction  of 
the  doors. 

And  so  another  conductor's  repu- 
tation was  made. 


Which  is  related  here  merely  as  an 
example  of  the  boundless  enthusiasm 
which,  according  to  the  daily  press, 
inspires  symphony  audiences. 

If,  and  there  may  be  people  who 
believe  it  to  be  ro.  the  musical  value  of 
a  concert  is  to  be  measured  by  the  ho- 
sannas  of  an  audience,  San  Francisco 


has  entered  the  kingdom  of  Micomi- 
con.  For  to  read  the  reviews  or  listen 
to  verbal  comments.  French  or  other- 
wise, all  performances  are  perfect,  all 
concerts  faultless  and  all  artists  who 
appear  in  this  city  inimitable  models 
of  unparalleled  perfection. 

Obviously  that  state  of  mind  isn't 
healthy.  It  isn't  even  sanitary.  It  estab- 
lishes a  false  security  which  is  bound 
to  defeat  its  own  purpose.  And  to 
music  a  state  of  self-satisfaction  is  as 
deadly  as  ground  glass  is  to  a  pup. 

IN  DOBROWEN  San  Francisco  has  a 
conductor  whose  musical  sensitive- 
ness is  beyond  question.  His  first 
program  was  a  model  of  its  kind.  He 
might  have  followed  the  lead  of  other 
conductors  whose  opening  selections 
usually  include  a  Wagner  number, 
preferably  the  Prelude  to  "Die  Meister- 
singer,"  Respighi's  "Pines  of  Rome." 
with  its  thunderous  last  movement 
and,  as  a  symphony,  probably  Brahms' 
first  in  C  minor.  He  might  have  picked 
his  numbers  from  a  long  list  of  other 
spectacular  works.  But  he  did  nothing 
of  the  sort.  He  chose  Tschaikowsky's 
Fifth  in  E  minor,  and  Debussy's  "Af- 
ternoon of  a  Faun."   True,  he  finished 


Editor's  Note:  Again  we  present  James  Hamilton  Fisher 
as  the  music  critic  whose  monthly  articles  in  The  San 
Franciscan  will  record  the  pulse  of  current  concerts. 
Throughout  the  month  Mr.  Fisher  is  glad  to  answer  ques- 
tions and  give  information  to  individuals  or  groups.  He  is 
also  available  for  a  limited  number  of  lecture  engage- 
ments. 

the  afternoon  with  Richard  Strauss' 
"Don  Juan."  But  though  that  com- 
position may  be  counted  among  those 
which  will  "get"  an  audience,  he  had 
made  his  mark  at  the  very  beginning 
of  the  concert  with  his  interpretation 
of  the  symphony.  He  played  it  as  deli- 
cately as  only  a  master  can  play  it  and 
throughout  the  afternoon  the  orchestra 
followed  his  every  mood.  The  concert 
was  a  triumph  for  Debrowen.  who 
achieved  much  after  only  three  rehears- 
als, as  well  as  did  the  players  who  gave 
him  their  very  best.  It  was  an  auspi- 
cious beginning. 

Came  the  second  concert.  Dvorak's 
fifth  symphony.  "From  the  New 
World."  Bach's  Branderburg  concerto 
No.  5  and  Stravinsky's  Suite  from 
"The  Fire  Bird"  formed  the  program. 
Each  number  aroused  its  usual  quota 
of  huzzas.  The  lobby  buzzed  with 
all  the  most  approved  expressions  of 
ecstasy  and.  after  the  concert,  the  side- 
walk in  front  of  the  theater  was 
jammed  with  men  and  women  whose 
raptures  apparently  knew  no  bounds. 
Yet  musically  the  two  concerts  were 
as  unlike  each  other  as  a  penny  whistle 
and  a  zampogna.  True,  the  Branden- 
burg concerto  was  a  personal  triumph 
for  the  conductor.  It  revealed  him  as 
an  exceptional  pianist.  But  that  was 
about  the  only  outstanding  disclosure 
of  the  afternoon.  What  had  hap- 
pened? Why  should  a  standard  work 
like  the  New  World  Symphony  lack 
the  same  distinctive  qualities  which 
made  the  Tschaikowsky  work  two 
weeks  previously  such  an  outstanding 
success?  Why  did  the  solo  flute  in  the 
Brandenburg  concerto  sound  about  as 
inspired  as  an  organ  stop,  and  why 
should  the  Stravinsky  opus  lack  conti- 
nuity and  greatness?  Odd  questions 
no  doubt  but  pertinent  nevertheless. 

ANXIOUS  to  get  a  reaction  from 
those  San  Franciscans  whose 
musical  knowledge  is  sound 
and  fair,  I  began  to  ask  questions.  And 
the  answers  I  got  are  directly  respon- 
sible for  the  statement  that  self-satis- 
faction in  music  is  eventually  as  deadly 
to  its  existence  as  ground  glass  to  a 
pup.  What  the  various  views  were 
may  form  the  subject  of  another  art- 
icle. Suffice  it  that  only  two  of  those 
questioned  admitted  the  truth.  And 
they  in  turn,  before  breaking  down 
and  confessing  all.  took  me  to  a  dark 
corner,  disguised  themselves  as  lamp 
posts,  made  me  swear  a  bloody  oath 
that  I  would  never  reveal  their  names, 
and  then  confessed  that  in  their  opin- 
ion the  orchestra  had  lost  heart  and 
that   the  players  simply  didn't   care. 


FEBRUARY,  1931 

Which,  if  generally  admitted,  would 
not  be  anything  to  worry  over.  Worse 
obstacles  than  that  have  been  over- 
come in  other  communities.  What 
makes  it  bad  for  San  Francisco  is  the 
fact  that  those  whose  opinions  ought 
to  form  an  unshakable  foundation  for 
the  symphony  structure  to  stand  on. 
are  afraid  to  state  them  frankly  and 
are  hiding  in  a  fool's  paradise  whose 
gaseous  substance  is  bound  to  disap- 
pear sooner  or  later.  And  after  this 
excorciation  what  then? 

After  all,  at  this  point  it  may  be 
well  for  me  to  remember  the  old  Man- 
darin's advice  as  translated  by  Chris- 
topher Morley: 

Never  try  to  tell  people  anything 

Unless 

They  know  it  already. 

Even  then. 

It  is  well  to  refrain. 

and  so  skip  to  a  pleasanter  subject. 

WHICH  brings  me  to  the  appear- 
ance of  the  Aguilar  Lute  Quar- 
tet, sponsored  by  Alice  Seckels, 
January  26,  in  the  Terrace  Ballroom 
of  the  Fairmont  Hotel.  Of  all  the 
sober  faced  lute  players  which  must 
have  trod  the  boards  since  Shake- 
speare's time,  Ezequiel,  Pepe,  Elisa 
and  Paco  Aguiliar  are  certain  to  hold 

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CONCERTS  OF  THE  MONTH 

Friday  afternoon,  Feb.  6— Symphony  at  the  Cur- 
ran  Theater. 

Saturday  evening,  Feb.  7 — Tipica  Orchestra  at 
the  Scottish  Rite  Auditorium. 

Sunday  morning,  Feb.  8  —  At  11  o'clock.  Pro 
Musica  presents  the  Abas  String  Quartet  at 
the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor. 

Sunday  afternoon,  Feb.  8  —  Kreutzberg  and 
Georgi,  dancers,  at  the  Geary  Theater.  Ger- 
aldine  Farrar  at  the  New  Columbia  Theater 
and  Symphony  at  the  Curran  Theater. 

Sunday  evening,  Feb.  8 — Tipica  Orchestra  at  the 
Scottish  Rite  Auditorium. 

Tuesday  evening,  Feb.  10 — Charles  Cooper,  pian- 
ist, at  the  Scottish  Rite  Auditorium. 

Wednesday  evening,  Feb.  11 — Municipal  Sym- 
phony Concert  at  the  Civic  Auditorium  with 
Vladimir  Horowitz,  pianist,  soloist ;  Dobro- 
wen,  conductor. 

Thursday  evening,  Feb.  12 — Saleski,  'cellist,  in 
the  Italian  Room  of  the  St.  Francis  Hotel. 

Friday  evening,  Feb.  13 — Kreutzberg  and  Georgi, 
dancers,  at  the  Oakland  Auditorium  Theater. 

Sunday  afternoon,  Feb.  15  —  Kreutzberg  and 
Georgi,  dancers,  at  the  Geary  Theater. 

Sunday  afternoon,  Feb.  15 — Popular  Symphony 
concert  at  the  Curran  Theater. 

Monday  afternoon,  Feb.  16 — Luisa  Espinel  at  the 
Travers  Theater. 

Tuesday  evening,  Feb.  17 — Abas  String  Quartet 
at  the  Scottish  Rite  Auditorium. 

Wednesday  evening,  Feb.  18  —  Jovita  Fuentes, 
Filipino  soprano,  at  the  Scottish  Rite  Audi- 
torium. 

Friday  afternoon,  Feb.  20 — Symphony  at  the 
Curran  Theater. 

Sunday  afternoon,  Feb.  22  —  Symphony  at  the 
Curran  Theater. 

Tuesday  evening,  Feb.  24 — Robert  Vetleson,  pi- 
anist, at  the  Travers  Theater. 

Monday  evening,  Feb.  26 — Paul  Robson,  negro 
baritone,  at  the  Dreamland  auditorium. 

Tuesday  evening,  Feb.  27 — Paul  Robson,  negro 
baritone,  at  the  Oakland  Auditorium  Theater. 

Sunday  afternoon,  March  1 — Popular  Symphony 
concert  at  the  Curran  Theater. 

Sunday  afternoon,  March  1 — Sergei  Rachmaninoff 
at  the  Dreamland  auditorium. 

Monday  night,  March  2 — Chicago  Civic  Opera 
Co.  in  "La  Traviata"  with  Muzio,  Schipa, 
Thomas,  etc.,  at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 

Tuesday  night,  March  3 — Chicago  Civic  Opera 
Co.  in  "Die  Walkuere"  with  Leider,  Olszew- 
ska,  Reddell,  etc.,  at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 

Wednesday  night,  March  4 — Chicago  Civic  Opera 
Co.  in  double  bill,  "Cavalleria  Rusticana"  and 
"I  Pagliacci"  with  Muzio,  Thomas,  etc.,  at 
the  Civic  Auditorium. 

Thursday  night,  March  5 — Chicago  Civic  Opera 
Co.  in  "Lucia  di  Lammermor"  with  Salvi, 
Schipa,  Bonelli,  etc.,  at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 


Sutter  and 
his  Fort . .  - 

by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

SEARCHING  through  the  great 
quantities  of  available  material  on 
Spanish  California  and  the  gold 
rush,  one  is  quite  at  a  loss  to  find  any- 
thing of  a  detailed  and  satisfactory 
nature  on  Sutter's  Fort  at  Sacramento 
and  on  Sutter  himself.  Bancroft,  usual- 
ly so  voluminous  in  his  detail,  disposes 
of  Sutter  and  his  fort  with  a  few  casual 
pages.  Hittel  is  equally  vague  and  un- 
certain. Eldridge  is  no  better,  and  lesser 
writers  content  themselves  with  a  life- 
less rehash  of  the  scant  accounts  of 
these  major  historians. 

It  seems  to  occur  to  no  one  that 
Sutter  in  his  way  was  one  of  the 
West's  great  pioneers.  He  may,  indeed, 
be  considered  an  Empire  builder  in  the 
best  sense  of  the  word.  For  California 
and  himself  he  clearly  saw  the  promise 
of  a  great  future.  His  prophecy  was 
fulfilled.  Its  fulfillment,  however,  was 
contrary  to  his  expectations,  and  in  the 
fulfillment  he  was  stripped  of  his  pos- 
sessions and  his  dream.  But  that  does 
not  alter  the  fact  that  it  was  Sutter 
who  laid  the  first  solid  foundations  for 
the  American  occupancy  of  California, 
and  that  it  was  around  his  fort  that  the 
gold  discovery  and  first  days  of  the 
rush  centered. 

Captain  John  A.  Sutter  was  a  native 
of  the  Duchy  of  Baden,  Germany.  His 
parents  were  Swiss,  and  he  was  edu- 
cated in  a  Swiss  military  academy  and 
spent  some  time  in  the  Swiss  Army.  In 
1834  he  came  to  America.  In  July, 
1839,  he  arrived  in  California  with  a 
well  defined  plan  to  found  a  settlement 
here.  He  petitioned  the  Mexican  Gov- 
ernor, Juan  Alvarado,  to  make  him  a 
grant  of  land.  In  return  for  the  land, 
Sutter  agreed  to  become  a  Mexican 
citizen,  and  set  forth,  with  certain 
shrewd  reservations,  his  ambitious 
plans  for  colonizing  the  wilderness  and 
developing  its  wealth  and  resources. 

Alvarado  was  distrustful  of  this 
Swiss  soldier  of  fortune,  but  was  in  no 
position  to  oppose  him.  He  promised 
to  make  him  a  suitable  land  grant  at 
whatever  point  he  might  designate. 
Sutter,  accordingly,  set  out  to  locate 
the  site  of  his  future  kingdom.  He  ex- 
plored the  San  Francisco  Bay  region 
and  the  Sacramento  River  Valley.  By 
the  end  of  August,  1839,  he  had  defi- 
nitely decided  upon  the  site  of  his  fort, 
within  view  of  the  Sacramento  River, 
as  the  center  of  his  kingdom. 

His   party   consisted    of   three   un- 


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known  white  men.  ten  Hawaiian  men 
and  two  Hawaiian  women,  one  Ore- 
gon Indian  and  one  large  bull  dog. 
Sutter  lost  no  time  in  setting  the 
Hawaiians,  the  white  men  and  Indian 
to  work  building  a  three  room  adobe 
house  for  his  personal  occupancy.  He 
and  the  bull  dog  supervised  the  work. 
Curious  Indians  of  the  countryside 
came  to  gape,  and  for  the  consideration 
of  trinkets  forsook  their  idle  ways  and 
learned  the  blessings  of  labor.  In  their 
spare  time  the  Hawaiians  built  tule 
houses  on  stilts  and  other  makeshift 
shelters  to  house  the  rest  of  the  com- 
pany during  the  approaching  winter. 

The  beginnings  were  humble,  but 
the  enterprise  rapidly  grew  apace.  In 
1840  the  Mexican  Government  offic- 
ially conferred  citizenship  on  Sutter 
and  granted  him  eleven  square  leagues 
of  land.  Within  some  two  or  three 
years  the  Sutter  holdings  presented  an 
aspect  of  wealth,  fruitfulness  and  in- 
dustry. The  original  three  room  adobe 
had  become  a  presentable  two  story 
house.  A  twelve  foot  wall  enclosed  a 
yard  space  150x500  feet,  and  the  fort 
was  well  fortified.  Within  the  enclo- 
sure were  located  graneries,  forges, 
workshops,  a  distillery  and  wine  room 
and  several  office  and  store  buildings. 
One  of  these  was  occupied  by  the 
saloon  of  Peter  Slater.  Hensley  ft  Read- 
ing, pioneer  merchandise  brokers  of 
Sacramento,  occupied  another  office, 
and  Sam  Brannan  also  had  a  store  at 
the  fort. 

A  goodly  portion  of  Sutter's  land 
was  under  cultivation.  Many  acres 
were  set  to  grains,  truck  gardens  and 
orchards.  Sutter  claimed  ownership  of 
1  2.000  head  of  sheep  and  cattle,  1,000 
hogs  and  1,000  horses  and  mules. 
Some  500  Indians  were  regularly  at- 
tached to  his  domains  by  a  sort  of 


SHREVE,  TREAT  *  EACRET 

SUTTER'S  FORT,  1841 

from  the  woodcut  by  William  Wilke 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Margrethe  Mather  presents  a 
symbolic  abstraction  of  the  debut 
in  these  modern  photographs  of 
exquisitely  fashioned  slippers 
and  long  black  gloves. 


DEB  I  T 


Dancing  feet .  .  laughing  gaiety  .  .  the 
long  black  gloves  of  convention  .  .  . 
ambition  .  .  .  romantic  hopes  .  .  .  the 
modern  rite  of  the  debut  is  performed! 
Meaningless  in  the  part  it  originally 
played — significant  in  its  social  sym- 
bolism, the  debut  will  continue  its 
public  acknowledgment  of  the  usages 
of  tradition. 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


This  Time  it  Counts 


A  Short  Story  in  Which  Fate  is  Tricked 


J  ERE  NASON  sat  in  his  squalid  Tele- 
graph   Hill    studio,    perched    high 
above  San  Francisco  bay,  and  flip- 
ped his  last  half  dollar. 

Tails,  and  he'd  spend  it  for  two 
long  slugs  of  Tommy  Gomez'  grappo, 
look  for  a  sign  lettering  job  and  try  to 
rebuild  his  demolished  ambition  to 
become  a  great  painter. 

Heads,  and  he'd  buy  a  clean  collar, 
a  bus  ticket  to  Burlingame  and  marry 
Naida  Marlow. 

How  his  viewpoint  had  changed. 
Only  last  year  it  had  seemed  merely  a 
matter  of  selling  a  few  sketches,  saving 
a  few  thousand  and  then  he'd  be  off  to 
tour  the  color  spots  of  Europe  and  the 
Orient  with  Clarice — she  of  the  flam- 
ing hair,  he'd  met  at  art  class. 

Now,  he  was  behind  one  meal,  was 
certain  of  his  failure  and  tomorrow 
was  his  birthday. 

The  coin  spun  on  the  bare  floor. 
Jere  ran  slim  fingers  through  the  dark 
ringlets  above  one  satyr  ear  and  flipped 
it  again.  He  snatched  it  savagely  as  it 
came  to  rest. 

"This  time  counts,"  he  said  aloud 
and  once  more  the  silver  flickered  in 
the  air. 

So  it  was  that  smart  Peninsula  soci- 
ety was  rocked  next  morning  by  a  two- 
column  picture  of  Naida  Marlow  on 
page  one  of  the  conservative  Chronicle. 
And  the  headlines!  "Heiress  Elopes 
with  Artist." 

But  what  started  the  tongues  wag- 
ging in  earnest  was  the  second  para- 
graph: 

"The  dashing  young  widow  of 
'Silent  Jim'  Marlow,  picturesque  Yu- 
kon gold  rush  figure,  gave  her  age  as 

QUERY 

by  Sidney  King  Russell. 

What  you  favored  once  in  me 
Lately  you  deplore 
Till  our  state  of  bliss  inclines 
To  a  state  of  war. 

All  you  once  were  wont  to  praise 
Meets  your  condemnation 
Till  you  leave  me  woe-begone 
Prey  to  consternation. 

We  have  learned  to  differ  where 
We  so  long  agreed; 
For  a  wiser  regimen 
Modestly  I  plead. 

Need  we  give  up  quietude 
Endlessly  to  quarrel 
To  indulge  a  wayward  mood — 
Frankly,  is  it  moral? 


by  George  Uhl,  Jr. 

39.   Nason,  who  said  he  was  an  artist, 
gave  his  as  23." 

THE  Nasons  took  the  ancient  alterna- 
tive, still  mercifully  left  the  socially 
ostracized,  and  went  abroad.  In 
Paris,  Naples,  Venice  and  Switerland 
they  met  scores  of  charming  persons 
who  had  never  heard  of  Naida  Mar- 
low, but  who  were  quite  willing  to  be 
entertained  by  the  wealthy  Mrs. 
Nason. 

Naida,  always  the  dashing  aristo- 
crat, bloomed  under  the  fresh  enthusi- 
asms of  Jere's  youth.  His  rollicking 
charm  had  attracted  her  that  first  day 
they  met  at  a  Nob  Hill  tea;  and  now 
she  loved  him  the  more  for  the  plea- 
sures she  was  able  to  give  him. 

Jere  revelled  in  the  luxury  and  lei- 
sure and  forgot  he'd  wanted  to  paint. 
Once,  it  is  true,  looking  back  on  his 
life  across  the  blue  waters  of  Lake 
Como.  he'd  almost  admitted  it  was 
hell.  But  it  would  have  been  hell  to 
be  poor,  and  a  dirty,  hungry  hell  to 
boot.  In  the  end  he  succeeded  in  con- 
gratulating himself. 

Of  course,  this  was  just  the  life  he'd 
planned  with  Clarice  had  he  been  a 
success.  But  he'd  failed,  so  why  not 
accept  what  remained?  Sure,  why  not? 
But  he  never  let  himself  think  of  that 
again  until  years  later. 

THE  crash  came  suddenly  and  with- 
out warning  in  the  week  of  their 
sixth  wedding  anniversary.  They 
were  at  Karuizawa.  "Pool  of  Light" 
fairyland  in  the  mountains  of  central 
Japan.  Nervous  and  fretful  one  morn- 
ing, Jere  began  sketching  the  scene 
from  the  veranda  of  the  dolls'  house 
they  called  an  inn.  The  magic  beauty 
of  the  miniature  world  beglamoured 
him  and  seared  into  his  consciousness. 

He  whistled,  and  because  he  couldn't 
work  fast  enough  he  sang  at  the  top  of 
his  voice  and  was  pointed  out  as  de- 
mented by  the  natives.  For  a  week  he 
hardly  slept.  He  couldn't  wait  for  the 
morning  light  to  begin  work  again. 

At  first  the  bits  were  worse  than 
anything  he'd  done  in  San  Francisco. 
But  he  couldn't  stop.  He  went  into 
oils  and  gradually  his  fingers  limbered. 
his  brain  cleared  and  he  saw  little  lights 
and  tones  that  weren't  really  there  at 
all  but  should  have  been.  And  then  one 
day  he  keeled  over  and  slept  around  the 
clock.  When  he  awoke  the  strain  was 
gone.  He  went  back  to  work. 


13 

WITHOUT  REBUKE 

by  Tarcissus  Paddock 

Estranged  from  you — 

the  giver  of  all  songs 

beyond  the  ordinary  song; 

lyrics  for  the  oppressed  to  save. 

And  I  who 

consumed  all  that's  gone 

consume  even  those  bitter  drops 

washing  our  love  into  its  grave. 

No  longer  enchantment, 

no  shadow,  now,  of  song. 

The  aspen  leaves  fall,  fall  to  the  ground; 

the  sea  obscure  in  fog 

is  not  the  sea  but  only  movement 

and  derisive  sound. 

There  might  be  stars; 

there  are  none,  nor  any  afterglow,- 

my  tears  scarcely  are  tears 

so  slowly  flow. 

Once  you  and  I  saw  Jupiter  or  Mars: 

a  copper  star  through  hemlock  tree; 

when  you  and  I,  never  so  strange  as  this 

ran  down  a  cliff  si  dc  trail 

into  a  sapphire  sea. 


JERE  NASON  sat  in  the  middle  of  his 
big  Nob  Hill  studio  idly  flipping  a 
coin.  A  cacophony  of  color  flashed 
down  on  him  from  the  paintings  on 
three  sides.  His  exhibit  was  over.  The 
critics  and  the  crowds  had  come  and 
marveled  and  gone.  Every  picture  was 
sold.  He  had  accepted  portrait  orders 
from  four  of  the  biggest  names  in  San 
Francisco. 

Naida  had  not  come.  She'd  seen  all 
the  pictures  anyway  and  a  woman 
nearing  fifty  needed  some  rest  in  order 
to  sparkle  at  her  tenth  anniversary 
dinner  which  also  celebrated  her  hus- 
band's thirty-third  birthday.  The  din- 
ner was  tomorrow  night. 

But  among  the  critics  and  the  crowds 
had  come  a  red  headed  girl,  virile  and 
beautiful,  who'd  grinned  and  said,  "I 
told  you  so." 

He  flipped  the  coin  high. 

Tails,  and  he'd  go  home.  Naida  still 
would  be  awake  and  wanting  to  hear 
of  his  triumphs. 

Heads,  and  he'd  phone  the  number 
the  red  headed  girl  had  given  him 
when  she  said: 

"You  sold  our  happiness  for  a  for- 
tune and  now  you're  making  a  fortune 
by  yourself.  It's  been  awfully  lonely 
waiting." 

The  coin  spun  on  the  floor  and 
settled.  He  flipped  it  again  and  again  it 
fell  the  same.  Jere  Nason  ran  slim 
fingers  through  the  dark  ringlets  above 
one  satyr  ear. 

"This  time  it  counts,"  he  said.  The 
coin  had  scarcely  settled  before  he  was 
rushing  for  the  telephone. 


14 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


PERSON 


John  Qj/swortfiy  QM. 


This  distinguished  portrait  etching  of  the  more 
than  distinguished  John  Galsworthy  O.  M.  is 
reproduced  here  because  Mr.  Galsworthy  is  at 
present  in  Arizona,  vacationing  en  route  to  Cal- 
ifornia where  he  will  lecture  this  spring,  and 
because  Edmund  J.  Sullivan's  etching  was 
judged  one  of  the  "Fine  Prints  of  the  Year 
1930."  We  should  like  to  have  presented  the 
portrait  of  Galsworthy  by  his  nephew  and  heir, 
R.  H.  Sauter,  because  this  young  British  artist 
arrives  in  San  Francisco  this  month  to  exhibit 
his  paintings  in  the  gallery  of  Vickery,  Atkins 
and  Torrey.  Galsworthy  will  follow  later  to 
lecture  at  the  Women's  City  Club,  March  24th. 


JOHN    JOSEPH    CASEY 

I  HAVE  just  been  looking  at  two  pho- 
tographs of  John  Joseph  Casey.  One 
was  taken  in  1 9 1 7  in  a  muddy  trench 
somewhere  in  France,  where  he  served 
some  three  years  in  the  Foreign  Legion. 
It  is  a  grim  and  terrifying  thing — the 
picture  of  a  killer.  The  beard  does  not 
conceal  the  hard  set  lines  of  the  face. 
The  mouth  draws  low  at  the  ends:  it 
is  the  dour  and  rancorous  mouth  of  a 
man  resigned  to  the  business  of  blood- 
letting. Only  in  the  eyes,  deep  set  and 
piercing,  is  there  noticeable  a  betraying 
— and  saving — expression  of  wistful- 
ness. 

The  other  photograph  was  taken  in 
New  York,  a  year  or  two  after  the  close 
of  the  war.  The  struggle  has  left  its 
impress,  but  the  killer  is  gone.  The 
aesthete  has  taken  his  place;  the  artist, 
the  lover  of  beauty  has  come  home  to 
dwell.  The  lines  that  were  so  ferocious 
and  vicious  have  softened;  they  now 
show  only  disillusion  and  resignation 
to  the  truths  man  learns  of  himself  and 
his  fellow  man  in  war. 

But  the  eyes  are  still  inscrutably 
melancholy.  Did  Jack  Casey,  with  his 
"charmed  life,"  his  croix  du  guerre,  his 
four  citations  and  his  single  wound, 
envy  his  comrade  and  friend,  Alan 
Seeger,  who  kept  a  rendezvous  with 
death  in  the  thick  of  a  mighty  and 
immolating  tumult  in  1916?  No  one 
will  ever  know,  for  last  spring  Casey 
died  in  New  York. 

Patriots  and  devotees  of  the  Foreign 
Legion  may  envy  Casey  the  immortal- 
ity of  his  medals  or  of  his  record  in 
the  annals  of  that  sublimely  desperate 
body  of  warriors.  It  is  true  his  name 
is  mentioned  often  and  in  terms  of 
glory  and  respect  in  Paul  Ayres  Rock- 
well's chronicle  of  the  Legion's  ex- 
ploits. But  I  doubt  if  such  honors 
would  greatly  interest  him  were  he 
alive  today. 

His  bid  for  the  only  immortality  he 
probably  ever  yearned  for  will  be  made 
during  the  first  two  weeks  of  March, 
when  fifty  of  his  oil  paintings  and 
portrait  drawings  will  be  exhibited  at 
the  East-West  gallery  of  the  Western 
Women's  Club  by  Patrick  Casey,  his 
brother  and  biographer.  These  works 
are  dated  both  before  and  after  the 
world  war  and  therefore  the  exhibit 
will  make  an  absorbing  study,  for 
those  who  are  interested  in  such  things, 
of  the  effect  of  such  a  conflict  upon  an 
artistic  mind's  facility  to  express  itself. 
Studying  the  two  photographs,  one 
of  the  abysmal  killer,  the  other  of  the 
artistic    soul    striving,    as    Tennyson 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


15 


A    L     I     T     I     E    S 


by  Lloyd  S.  Thompson 

said,  to 

"Move  onward  working  out  the  brute. 
And  let  the  ape  and  tiger  die." 

one  cannot  help  but  wonder  whether 
the  artist  was  ever  completely  liberated 
from  the  heavy  hand  of  the  killer.  It 
may  not  be  enough  that  the  ape  and 
the  tiger  have  been  allowed  to  die  out 
of  the  second  picture,  for  although 
they  are  gone,  their  mischief  to  the  soul 
of  the  creative  artist  may  have  been 
irreparable. 

No  answer  to  this  question  is  given 
in  the  photograph.  The  enigmatic 
face  guards  its  secret,  and  although  the 
eyes  are  a  little  melancholy  and  wistful, 
who  can  say  that  they  betray  any- 
thing? The  question  is  one  that  will 
have  to  be  answered,  each  to  his  own 
satisfaction,  by  reflective  visitors  to  the 
East-West  galleries.  The  best  available 
documentary  evidence  concerning  Jack 
Casey's  tragic  secret — the  works  of  his 
creative  and  beauty-loving  imagina- 
tion— will  be  there  to  plead  for  and 
against  him. 

HIS  early  history  is  not  far  from 
parallel  with  that  of  the  vigor- 
ous Jack  London.  Born  the  old- 
est son  of  a  large  but  humble  San 
Francisco  family,  Casey  spent  his  early 
years  exchanging  buffets  with  the  at 
once  savage  and  alluring  metropolis 
that  was  in  the  days  before  the  1906 
disaster.  At  Mark  Hopkins  school  he 
first  revealed  his  talent  for  art  and  had 
his  education  turned  in  that  direction. 

He  went  to  New  York  to  become  a 
newspaper  illustrator  and  to  study  in 
his  spare  hours  at  the  Art  Student's 
League  and  the  Academy  of  Fine  Arts. 
His  creative  talents  received  further 
grooming  from  such  teachers  as  Ed- 
mund Tarbell  and  Frank  Weston 
Benson  of  the  Boston  Museum.  Con- 
sidered one  of  the  most  competent  of 
New  York's  newspaper  artists  of  his 
time,  prestige  and  fortune  were  his  for 
the  asking,  but  Casey  was  unsatisfied. 
The  longing  to  create  things  of  great 
and  lasting  beauty  gave  him  increasing 
unhappiness  in  the  metropolis,  and 
finally  took  him  in  1909,  to  Paris. 

There  he  became  the  pupil  of  Charles 
Lasar,  dean  of  American  art  instructors 
in  France,  friend  of  Henry  James  and 
Edison  and  teacher  of  the  greatest  of 
American  women  painters,  Cecelia 
Beaux    and    Violet    Oakley. 

In  1 9 1 0  his  pictures  were  exhibited 
for  the  first  time  by  the  Societe  des  Ar- 

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JACK 
LONDON 


FRANK  NORRIS,  Ambrose  Bierce, 
Jack  London,  Brete  Harte,  Joaquin 
Miller,  George  Sterling  .  .  .  some 
of  the  nation's  most  renowned  writers. 
They  are  all  from  the  womb  of  San 
Francisco. 

We  know  them  between  buckram  or 
Morocco,  but  San  Francisco  knew 
them  when  they  were  going  slowly 
mad,  after  the  manner  of  young  auth- 
ors in  every  language,  in  the  presence 
of  their  typewriters. 

Jack  London  is  possibly  the  most 
widely  known,  and  had  he  lived  he 
would  have  been  fifty-five  years  old  on 
January  twelfth. 

There  is  a  large  lava  stone  among 
naked  oaks  at  the  top  of  a  knoll.  It 
marks  his  grave.  One  has  only  to  climb 
to  this  high  place  in  The  Valley  of  the 
Moon  to  literally  sit  at  the  feet  of  Jack 
London.  Being  there  in  the  winter 
stillness  of  late  afternoon,  the  mind 
probes  around  in  the  past,  making  pic- 
tures of  things  here  and  there  that  are 
known  of  the  life  of  the  man  who 
wrote  fifty  books  in  so  comparatively 
short  a  lifetime. 

He  was  born  in  1876:  wrote  good 
compositions  and  hated  long  division; 
graduated  from  the  Alameda  Academy, 
a  boy  with  big  shoulders  and  a  keen 
contempt  for  whatever  was  used  at 
that  time  for  taming  adolescent  hair. 

The  University  of  California 
claimed  him  for  a  while  and  then  the 
Klondike.  In  1 892  he  sailed  before  the 
mast  to  the  coast  of  Japan  and  into  the 
Behring  Sea  on  what  must  have  been 
a  far  from  colorless  quest  of  seals.  Can- 
ada and  the  United  States  were  thor- 
oughly tramped,  perhaps  for  reasons  of 
social  research,  perhaps  for  reasons  of 
tramping. 

He  lived  in  the  slums  of  London, 
and  during  the  Russo-Japanese  War 


by    Chita    Keltner    Michelson 

he  was  a  correspondent  for  the  Hearst 
newspapers.  He  also  served  in  the  Jap- 
anese army,  receiving  a  medal  from  the 
Mikado. 

A  deal  of  successful  writing  and  suc- 
cessful living  had  been,  up  to  this  point 
( 1 907) ,  accomplished,  and  one  might 
expect  to  find  him  permanently  set- 
tled down  with  copious  notes  and  a 
high  stack  of  copy  paper.  Rather,  one 
finds  him  with  a  stiff  breeze  in  his  hair, 
setting  sail  out  through  the  Golden 
Gate  on  his  yacht,  "The  Snark,"  with 
the  Southern  Cross  in  mind. 

In  1909  he  seems  to  have  recalled 
California  and  come  home  to  stay. 
Fifty  miles  from  San  Francisco  he 
bought  several  hills  and  valleys,  and 
on  a  redwood  stump,  beside  which  a 
creek  went  whispering  by,  he  put  his 
globe-trotting  typewriter  down. 

So  it  is  that  one  climbs  the  hill, 
through  a  windy  mist,  to  celebrate  the 
birthday  of  Jack  London  .  .  .  Jack 
London,  whose  pattern  of  life  is 
known  to  have  been  harsh  and  some- 
times implacable — never  easy  because 
he  would  not  have  it  so. 

Out  of  the  fabric  of  such  a  life  we 
have  such  books  as  Martin  Eden,  John 
Barleycorn,  Tales  of  the  Fish  Patrol 
and  The  Call  of  the  Wild.  We  have 
Burning  Daylight,  The  People  of  the 
Abyss.  The  Iron  Heel.  The  Sea  Wolf 
and  The  Valley  of  the  Moon.  There 
are  also  his  essays  and  plays  and  short 
stories  ...  a  scroll  that  follows  vividly 
the  rapid  current  of  his  life  very  nearly 
to  the  end. 

His  many  acres  of  land  tell  the  rest 
of  the  story.  On  every  side  from  the 
lava  stone  they  fall  away — lush  hills 
and  valleys  as  innocent  of  plow  or  hoe 
as  they  were  the  day  Jack  London  left 
them. 

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16 


Spotlight 


by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


Editor's  Note:  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
has  returned  from  New  York  from  where 
he  wrote  the  articles  appearing  in  the  past 
two  issues.  With  this  article,  he  reassumes 
the  chair  of  dramatic  critic  for  The  San 
Franciscan,  occupied  during  his  absence 
by  Junius  Cravens. 


THERE  are  two  gin-drinking  dramas 
on  Geary  Street  this  month  but 
they  are  about  as  widely  removed 
in  their  expression  of  this  post-prohi- 
bition art  as  Kennebec,  Maine,  is  re- 
moved from  Indio,  California.  The 
rum  guzzling  in  "Porgy"  produces 
either  crime  or  catalepsy,  while  in  "Up 
Pops  the  Devil"  it  leads  to  laughter. 
All  of  which  discovers  for  us  anew 
that  civilization  encourages  a  sense  of 
humor  that,  while  it  may  spell  death 
to  intensity,  certainly  makes  life  more 
tolerable. 

On  second  thought,  however,  life 
seems  to  have  been  tolerable  enough 
for  the  denizens  of  Catfish  Row.  One 
is  moved  to  terror  and  pity  at  their 
mistakes  and  sorrows  while  these  are 
in  progress  but  in  retrospect  one  is 
assured  that  they  really  take  it  all  very 
lightly.  Their  reactions  to  weal  or 
woe  are  as  unstable  as  April.  People 
who  have  the  capacity  to  dramatize 
their  emotions  get  rid  of  them  quickly. 
It  is  only  the  inarticulate  who  turn 
emotions  inward  to  lasting  sorrow. 
Or,  shall  we  say,  to  dangerous  sorrow  ? 
In  "Porgy"  unhappiness  evaporates  in 
the  voice  that  gives  it  expression;  in 
"Up  Pops  the  Devil"  it  feeds  upon 
silence.  Yet  "Up  Pops  the  Devil"  is 
a  comedy  that  verges  on  the  riotous, 
but  it  is  a  comedy  by  virtue  of  mere 
chance.  Certainly,  all  is  well  that  ends 
well,  but  as  often  as  not  happy  endings 
are  divided  from  unhappy  endings  by 
a  hair's  breadth. 

In  seeing  these  two  widely  divergent 
plays  that  opened  on  one  and  the  same 
night,  one  is  struck  by  the  improve- 
ment in  Coast  productions.  Two  years 
ago,  a  year  ago.  one  felt  a  trepidation 
at  looking  at  a  New  York  ssucces 
through  the  glasses  of  local  effort.  One 
has  only  to  remember  "Let  Us  Be 
Gay"  and  "Burlesque"  and  a  half- 
score  of  musical  premiers  to  fall  shud- 
dering. But  since  then  we  have  had 
"The  Criminal  Code,"  and  "June 
Moon,"  and  "Candelight."  and  "Ca- 
price" to  reassure  us.  And  now  there 
are  "Porgy"  and  "Up Pops  the  Devil." 
We  did  not  see  either  of  these  produc- 
tions on  our  recent  visit  to  New  York. 
"Porgy"  had  long  since  folded  its 
tents  and  departed   from  Broadway, 


and  "Up  Pops  the  Devil"  was  just  one 
more  show  that  we  didn't  have  time 
for.  After  all,  one  must  get  some 
sleep  in  Manhattan.  But  we  heard 
folk  who  had  seen  "Porgy"  in  New 
York  say  that  the  Coast  production 
had  points  of  superiority,  especially  in 
the  matter  of  the  leading  roles.  As  for 
"Up  Pops  the  Devil"  it  doesn't  seem 
that  in  general  or  even  in  particular  it 
could  have  been  better  done.  Perhaps 
some  of  the  young  cast  could  have  in- 
dulged in  better  articulation  but  that 
is  a  chronic  failing  of  the  younger  set 
and  one  loses  just  as  many  lines  in  a 
Broadway  production. 

THE  excellence  of  "Porgy"  must  be 
due  in  no  small  part  to  the  direc- 
tion of  Alan  Mobray.  Certainly 
in  the  matter  of  dramatic  activity  both 
before  the  footlights  and  on  the  side- 
lines we  are  greatly  indebted  to  this 
gentleman's  genius.  "Porgy"  must  be 
a  stupendous  thing  to  stage.  It  is  easy 
enough  to  direct  a  cast  of  seven  or 
eight  people  trained  in  their  art.  But 
"Porgy"  has  a  cast  of  sixty-five,  many 
of  them,  we  feel  sure,  scarcely  beyond 
the  amateur  stage;  not  that  this  fact 
was  betrayed  by  the  acting.  The  en- 
tire cast,  from  the  leads  down  to  the 
gentleman  who  did  a  diverting  bit  as 
the  crab  seller,  gave  a  perfect  ensemble. 
Clarence  Muse  as  the  cripple,  Porgy, 
gave  a  restrained  and  poignant  per- 
formance, as  did  Evelyn  Preer  with  the 
character  of  Bess.  To  us  the  most  vivid 
bit  was  the  Maria  of  Gertrude  How- 
ard. Not  only  was  she  cast  to  physical 
type  but  she  brought  a  remarkable 
histrionic  authenticity  to  the  role.  Her 
comedy  and  her  tragic  moments  were 
equally  fine.  Cliff  Ingram  as  Crown 
struck  the  proper  note  of  bombast;  a 
"nigger"  ugly  in  his  cups  and  ruthless 
with  his  women.  Serena,  played  by 
Cleo  Desmond,  had  a  fine  dignity.  In 
short,  it  was  a  remarkable  perform- 
ance and  a  great  tribute  to  the  artistry 
in  a  race  that  until  comparatively  re- 
cently had  only  a  limited  avenue  for 
self-expression.  We  still  hold  that 
the  artistry  of  the  negro  is  largely  imi- 
tative even  in  the  face  of  Mr.  Keyser- 
ling's    sweeping    statement    that    the 


PEACE  HAS  COME  TO 
HELEN'S  FACE 

By  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 

Peace  has  come  to  Helen's  face, 

Singular  the  grace, 

Death  has  made  her  beauty  burn  anew. 

This  love  she  will  never  rue 

(Such  is  his  embrace); 

She  will  be  forever  true 

In  the  distant  place. 

Peace  has  come  to  Helen's  face. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 
Plays  of  the  Month 

ALCAZAR:  "The  First  Year."  Dale  Winter 
and  Henry  Duffy  in  Frank  Cravnen's  amusing 
American  comedy.  To  be  followed  by  "The 
Spider"  with  William  Courtney. 

COLUMBIA:  "Gypsy  Adair"  with  the  ever 
youthful  and  fascinating  Mitzi  Hajos. 

CURRAN:  "Up  Pops  The  Devil,"  the  comedy 
hit  of  the  season,  with  Ann  Teasman  and  John 
Arledge.  To  be  followed  by  "Topaz"  with  Alan 
Mobray. 

GEARY:  "Porgy."  Alan  Mobray's  excellent  pro- 
duction of  a  great  drama,  with  Evelyn  Preer 
and  Clarence  Muse.  To  be  followed  by  Kolb 
and   Dill. 

TRAVERS:  "Love  Apples"  with  Roland  Telfer. 
To  be  followed  by  "Richelieu"  with  Reginald 
Travers. 

UNION  SQUARE:  Will  reopen  after  remodel- 
ing with  play  not  yet  announced. 

negro  is  supplying  the  only  original 
note  to  American  creativeness.  In 
"Porgy"  for  instance,  the  chant  of  the 
crab  seller  may  have  reached  back  to 
the  green  jungle  but  certainly  the 
hymns  with  which  the  negroes  of  Cat- 
fish Row  met  their  sorrows  were  de- 
rived from  white  sources.  Most  spir- 
ituals have  an  Anglo-Celtic  root  and 
even  alleged  negro  jazz  is  tainted  with 
an  almost  overwhelming  note  of  the 
Orient.  Like  children  they  are  quick 
to  absorb  and  improvise,  but,  like  chil- 
dren, they  never  get  very  far  from  the 
source  from  which  their  inspiration 
springs. 

The  drama  packed  into  the  three 
acts  of  "Porgy"  is  almost  unbelievable. 
Like  "King  Lear"  and  "The  Last 
Mile"  it  sometimes  fills  the  cup  of  our 
emotion  so  full  that  we  can  hold  no 
more.  This  was  especially  true  in  the 
storm  scene.  Without  this  "Porgy's" 
dramatic  content  is  at  the  saturation 
point:  with  it,  one  gets  a  sense  of  hav- 
ing more  than  one  can  hold.  "Porgy" 
to  our  mind  ranks  second  in  the  list 
of  plays  of  negro  life.  "Abraham's 
Bosom"  being  first.  "Green  Pastures" 
is  a  mere  four  de  force  in  spite  of  the 
extravagances  of  the  New  York  critics. 
"Porgy"  makes  a  play  like  "All  God's 
Chillun"  seem  like  the  arrant  dramatic 
hokum  that  it  really  is.  Of  course 
"Porgy"  is  melodramatic  but  so  is  the 
life  of  the  Gulluh  negro. 

Almost  as  a  supplement  to  "Porgy" 
or,  perhaps,  one  should  say  an  over- 
ture, was  the  concert  of  Marion  Kerby 
and  John  J.  Niles  at  the  Fairmont  on 
the  day  "Porgy"  opened.  Miss  Kerby 
and  her  composer-accompanist  held  an 
audience  enthralled  with  the  songs  of 
the  plantation  negro.  The  same  fervor, 
the  same  simplicity,  the  same  childish- 
ness shone  through  these  songs  that 
informed  the  structure  of  "Porgy." 
Miss  Kerby,  who  is  a  consumate  act- 
ress, brought  something  more  than 
just  the  gift  of  song  to  her  interpreta- 
tions. She  moved  her  audience  to  ap- 
plause but,  better,  she  moved  her  audi- 
ence to  silence  as  well:  real  emotion  is 
sometimes  not  served  by  the  mere  pat- 
ter of  hands.  This  was  true  of  the  audi- 
ence on  the  night  we  went  to  "Porgy"  ; 
it  was  the  silences  more  than  the  ap- 

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FEBRUARY,  1931 


DESERT 

MOUNTAINS 

AT 

PALM  SPRINGS 


WILLIAM  HORACE  SMITH 


The  splendid  contrasts  of  California  winter  resorts 
is  evident  in  comparing  these  photographs.  Above 
is  a  view  of  the  administration  building  of  the  ex- 
tensive El  Mirador  at  Palm  Springs,  taken  from  the 
lower  end  of  the  pool  where  the  mid-winter 
annual  desert  championships  event  has  become  a 
tradition.  Below  is  a  study  of  the  Merced  River  in 
Yosemite  Valley  under  its  heavy  blanket  of  snow 
on  which  are  traced  the  slim  shadows  of  dormant 
trees  in  the  winter  sunlight. 


>EL  EASTON  ADAMS 


MOUNTAIN 
SNOWS  IN  THE 
HIGH  SIERRAS 


Winters  -  East  and  West 

by  Doris  Schmeidell 

WHO  can  remember  the  good  old 
days  when  all  we  had  to  worry 
about  was  the  gloomy  prospect 
of  our  grandchildren,  ambitionless, 
indolent,  enervated  to  the  point  of  use- 
lessness,  all  because  the  climate  of  Cali- 
fornia was  too  changeless?  "You  Cali- 
fornians  have  no  seasons"  they  cried, 
"no  contrasts  of  heat  and  cold"  and 
Easterners  would  gloat  over  our  un- 
fortunate plight.  "What!  A  snowless 
Christmas!"  they  would  fling  at  us 
with  ill-concealed  contempt,  "why. 
Christmas  wouldn't  be  Christmas  to 
me  without  snow."  And,  if  we  should 
mildly  dare  to  inquire  what  the  devil 
it  would  be  then,  we  were  properly  put 
in  our  places. 

Well,  tempus  fugit,  and  the  tables 
are  turned  now.  Within  the  past 
month  I  had  occasion  to  cross  the  con- 
tinent, and  an  opportunity  to  observe 
winter  in  other  places.  I  started  with 
New  York — Cold?  Yes,  bitterly  so, 
but  no  other  visible  sign  of  winter.  In 
Chicago  I  met  with  a  thick,  black 
drizzle  that  might  have  dampened  the 
enthusiasm  of  even  one  of  the  hardier 
gangsters  and  the  train  windows 
from  Omaha  to  the  California  line, 
framed  a  succession  of  bleak  hills  and 
plains  in  the  icy  grip  of  below-zero 
weather. 

On  New  Year's  Eve,  piloting  an 
ancient   and   honorable   vehicle   from 

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18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


TAX     REFUNDS 

WE  READ  many  com- 
plaints from  prom- 
inent talkers  about 
the  tax  refunds  made  to  rich 
people  and  great  corporations.    It  ap- 
pears that  the  objectors  are  of  the  opin- 
ion that  there  is  something  crooked 
about  these  refunds. 

None  of  our  great  statesmen  politi- 
cians would  suggest  that  the  govern- 
ment has  a  right  to  rob  wealthy  people 
or  corporations.  They  would  not  pro- 
pose that  it  is  fair  or  honorable  to  take 
money  illegally  from  anyone,  never- 
theless they  do  not  hesitate  to  imply 
that  once  the  money  has  been  taken 
illegally  it  is  entirely  ethical  to  refuse 
to  restore  it  to  its  proper  owners. 

No  one  has  the  effrontery  to  main- 
tain that  any  refund  has  ever  been 
made  until  after  a  long  investigation 
has  definitely  shown  that  the  money 
taken  was  improperly  assessed  and  that 
the  beneficiary  of  the  refund  has  proved 
that  he  was  not  liable.  However,  this 
does  not  interfere  in  any  way  with  the 
demagogues  who  protest  against  any 
rich  man  being  treated  with  elementary 
justice. 

It  is  mildly  suggested  that  the  gov- 
ernment should  be  conducted  in  ac- 
cordance with  the  ordinary  simple 
rules  of  honesty  and  some  little  regard 


Reactions 

by  Captain  Powers  Sym 

for  decency  and  fairness.  It  is  believed 
that  when  the  government  makes  a  tax 
assessment  against  an  individual  or 
corporation  and  the  assessment  is  paid 
under  protest  and  on  condition  that  if. 
after  investigation,  the  amount  of  the 
tax  is  proved  to  be  excessive  or  illegal 
the  excess  will  be  refunded. 

We  do  not  believe  that  the  people  of 
the  United  States  are  in  favor  of  the 
government  being  dishonest  or  do  they 
approve  of  taking  money  from  people 
just  because  they  have  it.  without  due 
process  of  law. 

We  have  yet  to  hear  of  any  case 
where  a  refund  has  been  made  that 
could  be  challenged  as  a  case  of  favorit- 
ism or  that  is  not  based  on  some  deci- 
sion by  a  Federal  Court. 

Too  bad  there  is  no  penalty  for 
loose  talking  in  this  country  and  no 
way  to  keep  the  lid  on  blatherskites. 

USES    OF    ADVERSITY 

SOME  old  copy  book  maxims  are  be- 
ing revamped  and  trotted  out  these 
days.    Now  that  the  shock  is  over 
and    we    are    getting    used    to    being 


ington 


Assuring  Success 


by  Charles  Alma  Byers 


TO  A  SENSITIVE  MAN.  such  as  I  am, 
it  has  been  a  very  trying  ordeal. 
However.  I  am  happy  to  say  that  it 
is  now  practically  over.  A  few  minor 
details  remain  to  be  handled,  but.  for- 
tunately, they  are  not  of  a  kind  to 
cause  me  a  great  deal  of  worry. 

And  I  believe  I  may  safely  report 
that  success  is  virtually  assured.  You 
see,  my  exceptional  capabilities  as  a 
business  organizer  and  executive  have 
stood  me  in  good  stead.  "Organize 
your  forces  and  resources  in  advance!" 
That  has  always  been  my  pet  slogan. 
Indeed.  I  think  it  may  be  said  that  the 
men — or  women — who  have  failed  in 
undertakings  similar  to  mine  have 
always  owed  their  failure  solely  to  the 
neglect  of  proper  preparation. 

Permit  me  to  explain. 

Just  when  the  idea  that  gave  birth 
to  my  present  undertaking  came  to  me. 
I  do  not  exactly  recall.  Anyway  it 
was  about  a  fortnight  ago  that  I  first 
launched  it  into  operation.  I  attended 
a  motion  picture  show  that  night,  and 
during  the  heart-rending  climax  to  one 
of  those  popular  night-club  films  I  rose 


from  the  audience  and  dramatically 
explaimed: 

"Ladies  and  Gentlemen:  You  be- 
hold in  me  the  great  Shakespeare,  re- 
incarnate. I  wrote  this  play,  this  mas- 
terpiece, but  they  stole  it  from  me. 
Stole  it!" 

I  think  that  my  eyes  registered 
frenzy.  At  least,  my  words  created 
somewhat  of  a  sensation.  Before  it  sub- 
sided. I  madly  strode  from  the  show- 
house.  I  had  no  desire,  you  see,  to  be 
ejected  forcibly. 

A  few  days  later  I  humiliated  myself 
before  my  fellow  townsmen  in  a  less 
dramatic  but.  I  believe,  an  equally  ef- 
fective manner.  The  day  was  bright, 
sunshiny,  and  warm.  I  had  my  chauf- 
feur drive  me  downtown  and  drop  me 
about  a  block  from  my  office.  I  alighted 
from  the  car  garbed  in  a  heavy  over- 
coat, buttoned  up  about  my  ears,  and 
with  a  pink  parasol  over  my  head. 
People  gaped  at  me.  but  I  hurried  on 
unmindful  of  them — and  reached  my 
office  safely. 

Today,  to  the  amazement  of  a  few 
onlookers,  I  pretended  to  pluck  a  bou- 


busted,  we  are  beginning  to 
locate  the  celebrated  silver 
lining  to  the  cloud.  Misery 
loves  company  and  we  can't 
help  a  chuckle  when  we  see 
the  Joneses  are  in  trouble,  too.  Poor 
people  are  apt  to  be  happier  than  rich 
people  and  we  see  a  lot  of  our  friends 
who  actually  seem  to  get  more  zest  out 
of  life  now  that  they  have  withdrawn 
to  some  extent  from  the  mad  orgy  of 
spending  and  competition  in  futilities 
that  engaged  their  attention  not  so 
long  ago.  The  sky  is  no  bluer  than  it 
was,  but  we  get  a  chance  to  see  it  nowa- 
days, we  are  not  always  looking  at 
people  who  are  richer  than  we  are,  we 
cast  an  occasional  glance  at  people  who 
are  poorer.  The  old  spring  of  charity 
and  goodwill  is  not  dried  up,  it  was 
only  buried  by  mud  and  false  values, 
and  the  new  knowledge  of  distress 
among  the  deserving  has  given  the 
average  person  a  chance  to  know  his 
own  heart  and  the  occasion  for  helpful- 
ness. It  is  really  true  that  it  is  more 
blessed  to  give  than  to  receive. 

In  all  good  faith  we  see  fewer  per- 
sons who  are  actually  unhappy  now 
than  in  the  fat  and  pampered  days  of 
paper  prosperity.  There  are  those  who 
owe  money  and  have  no  income  and 
they  are  naturally  worried,  but  it  is  a 
clean,  healthy  worry  in  no  way  an- 
alogous to  the  worry  about  whether 
someone  else  had  better  clothes  or  a 
better  car  and  such  soul  distorting 
bothers. 

Contrary  to  the  prevalent  notion, 
we  think  that  the  persons  carrying  the 
heaviest  burden  in  these  times,  are  the 
executives  of  big  and  little  business. 
The  president  of  some  great  corpora- 
tion is  really  a  trustee  and  if  he  is 
worthy  of  his  position,  he  has  and 
must  have  a  sore  and  bitter  heart  in 
these  days.  Many  good  people  are 
entirely  dependent  upon  the  income 
that  his  company  pays  them  in  divi- 

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quet  of  flowers  from  the  street  gutters 
and  about  the  lamp-posts. 

A  trying  ordeal  ?  Yes.  But  now  I  am 
all  through  with  that.  An  hour  ago  I 
employed  a  noted  lawyer,  formerly  a 
prominent  politician,  and  turned  over 
to  him — together  with  data  showing 
that  my  grandmother's  uncle  was  once 
committed  to  an  insane  asylum — a 
carefully  prepared  list  of  witnesses. 

So.  the  matter  is  practically  ended. 

Tonight,  using  either  a  hammer  or 
gun — I  haven't  fully  decided  which — 
I  shall  kill  my  wife,  and  tomorrow, 
accompanied  by  my  lawyer.  I  will,  no 
doubt,  be  arraigned  in  court  on  a 
charge  of  murder.  However,  I  antici- 
pate but  little  difficulty.  My  defense, 
of  course,  will  be  insanity. 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


19 


MRS. 

EDWARD  J. 
IOIH\ 


the  wife  of  the  distinguished 
San  Franciscan  who  has  recently 
been  created  a  Knight  of  Malta 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Passing  Shows 

and  the  quality  of  local 


WHY  it  is,  no  one  seems  to  know, 
but  the  fact  remains  that  time 
and  again  San  Francisco  par- 
tially or  completely  passes  by  an  event 
without  being  noticably  aware  that 
anything  has  happened.  It  happens 
with  plays,  with  certain  performances 
of  music,  and  most  obviously  with  art 
exhibits.  Showings  that  have  aroused 
wild  enthusiasm  elsewhere  are  brought 
here  and  allowed  to  leave  with  little 
more  than  mild  interest.  Exhibitions 
that  have  aroused  a  storm  of  protest 
in  other  cities  may  escape  acknowledge- 
ment even,  in  San  Francisco. 

Water  colors  by  Arthur  B.  Davies. 
one  of  the  truly  outstanding  American 
artists,  came  here  early  this  season. 
Minor  works,  it  is  true,  but  that  is  not 
why  the  exhibition  passed  without 
notice.  Most  people  did  not  recognize 
the  name  of  the  artist  enough  even  to 
know  that  there  was  any  possibility 
of  really  great  work  being  on  view. 
In  November,  New  York  went  wild 
about  the  work  of  Edward  Weston.  In 
December  the  same  prints  were  greeted 
in  San  Francisco  by  a  mild  form  of 
curiosity  mixed  scantily  with  intelli- 
gent enthusiasm. 

The  past  month  a  large  group  of 
representative  paintings  by  Georgio 
Chirico,  one  of  the  most  discussable 
modernists,  hung  in  a  gallery  at  the 
California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor  almost  two  weeks  before  people 
were  aware  that  they  were  there.  Even 


enthusiasm  discussed 

by  Aline  Kistler 

when  the  newspapers  did  discover  the 
presence  of  the  paintings,  they  calmly 
stated  the  opinions  of  Lloyd  Goodrich 
or  some  other  New  York  writer.  The 
people  were  "informed"  and,  without 
controversy,  people  accepted  the  infor- 
mation and  attended  the  show — and 
that  was  all. 

These  are  but  three  instances  of  the 
torpor  that  covers  local  reactions.  San 
Francisco  at  times  seems  to  be  very 
much  like  a  moderately  well  educated 
individual  who  has  come  to  accept 
teachings  without  question  or  enthu- 
siasm, being  too  "cultured"  to  have  a 
healthy  native  curiosity  and  too  un- 
educated to  form  intelligent  judgments 
of  his  own.  The  fact  that  a  compara- 
tively limited  amount  of  both  classical 
and  contemporary  art  is  presented  here 
during  the  succeeding  seasons  certainly 
forms  no  logical  basis  for  the  lethargy 
of  acceptance.  San  Franciscans  who 
attend  art  exhibitions  are  usually  well 
traveled  and  widely  informed.  Why 
then,  the  evident  lack  of  intelligent 
response? 

THE  CHIRICO  paintings  are  still  at 
the  Legion  of  Honor — at  the  ex- 
treme tip  of  the  right  wing.  There 
they  are,  provocative  paintings,  can- 
vases that  have  a  strange  integrity  in 
spite  of  certain  mannerisms  of  treat- 
ment and  frequent  repetitions  of  ma- 
terial. The  substance  of  "Horse  Study 
IV"  reproduced  on  this  page  is  repeated 


Our  dealers — "Sorry  Mr.  Smith,  but  we  only  handle  artists  whose  names  are  difficult  to  pronounce." 


CURRENT  EXHIBITIONS 

Bruce — February  16  to  28,  Gump's — recent  paint- 
ings by  Edward  Bruce,  eastern  modern  recent- 
ly come  to  reside  in  California. 

Bufano— To  February  28,  Legion  of  Honor  Pal- 
ace— sculptures  by   Beniamino   Bufano. 

California  Pa-'nters — Legion  of  Honor  Palace — 
water  color  and  oil  paintings  by  Stanley  Wood, 
Rinaldo  Cuneo.  Dorr  Bothwell,  Amy  D.  Flem- 
ing, Marjorie  Eaton,  Marian  Simpson,  Sergey 
ScherbakofF,  Rowena  Meeks  Abdy,  Mayo  del 
Pino,  Geneve  Rixford  Sargent,  George  Post 
and  Marian  Simpson  added  to  exhibit  in  Cali- 
fornia room. 

Carr'gan — February  12  to  26,  Vickery.  Atkins 
and  Torrey — water  colors  by  William  L.  Car- 
rigan,  native  San  Franciscan  living  in  Con- 
necticut. 

Casey — March  2  to  16.  East  West  Gallery — 
paintings  and  drawings  by  John  Joseph  Casey. 

Chirico — To  February  19.  California  Legion  of 
Honor  Palace  —  representative  showing  of 
paintings  by  Georgio  de  Chirico,  Italian 
modern. 

Contemporary  American — To  March  5,  Legion 
of  Honor  Palace — paintings  by  Walt  Kuhn, 
Bernard  Karfiol,  Max  Weber,  Alesander 
Brook  and  other  American  artists. 

Corot — February  S  to  March  7,  Legion  of  Honor 
Palace — drawings  and  paintings  by  the  French 
master,  Corot.  Originally  in  the  artist's  private 
collection — authenticated. 

Cunningham— To  February  14,  S.  F.  Art  Center 
— one  man  show  by  young  local  artist,  Ben 
Cunningham. 

Dyson  —  February  16  to  28,  Gump's— satirical 
etchings  by  Will  Dyson  of  London. 

French  Moderns  —  To  February  14.  Gump's— 
paintings  by  LTtrillo,  Lagar,  Ignon.  Chirico, 
Foujita,  Gromaire,  Max  Jacob.  Laufman. 
Souverbie,  Derain,  Jean  Dufy,  Faure  and 
Fillon. 

Hiroshige — To  March  4,  Mills  College — Gerardus 
P.   Wvncoop  collection  of  Hiroshige  prints. 

I vanofF— February  16  to  28,  S.  F.  Art  Center- 
one  man  show. 

Ne'gulesco— February  9  to  23,  Beaux  Arts — paint- 
ings, line  drawings,  caricatures  by  young 
Rumanian  Jean  Xe'gulesco,  now  visiting  San 
Francisco. 

Obata — California  School  of  Fine  Arts — copies 
of  Japanese  and  Chinese  "old  masters,"  by 
Chiura  Obata  and  Rokuihi  Obata.  to  be  fol- 
lowed by  forty  Japanese  wood  blocks  and  four 
complete  sets  of  160  printing  blocks.  Daily 
demonstrations  by  Chiura  Obata — February 
9  to  15. 

Sauter— February  28  to  March  14,  \  lckery,  At- 
kins and  Torrey — paintings  by  visiting  Eng- 
lishman. R.  H.  Sauter,  son  of  Painter  George 
Sauter.  nephew  of  John  Galsworthy. 

Seiberth — To  February  14,  Paul  Elder's — paint- 
ings of  giant  sequoia  trees  by  Christopher  Sei- 
berth of  Sequoia  National  Park. 

Shindo  —  February  10  to  March  3.  Legion  of 
Honor  Palace — paintings  by  Reimei  Shindo 
of  Berkeley. 

Shore — February  7  to  March  6,  Legion  of  Honor 
Palace-— drawings  and  paintings  by  Henrietta 
Shore,  now  in  Carmel. 

Sterner  —  February  10  to  March  3.  Legion  of 
Honor  Palace — etchings  by  Albert  Sterner. 

at  least  six  times 
in  this  one  exhi- 
bition— the  same 
diagonal  of 
horses  balanced 
by  an  opposing 
diagonal  formed 
byatempledoor- 
way  and  the 
fragment  of 
broken  column. 
This  and  two 
other  general 
types  of  compo- 
sition form  the 
main  content  of 
the  showing — 
but  the  exhibi- 
tion can  not  be 
disposed  of 
merely  by  classi- 
fying the  mech- 
anisms Chirico 
has  adopted. 
There  is  a  sub- 
jective content 
to  this  painting 


WILL 
DYSON 

GUMP    GALLERIES 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


21 


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that  demands  serious  consideration  no 
matter  what  ones  reaction  to  his  way 
of  presentation.  Here  is  as  fine  contro- 
versorial  material  as  I  have  seen  pre- 
sented to  San  Francisco  but  precedent 
tells  me  that  it  will  pay  its  short  visit 
and  leave  without  getting  under  the 
skin  of  the  local  public.  One  really 
should  prefer  a  display  of  ignorant 
rudeness  to  the  meaningless  politeness 
accorded  such  vitally  provocative  art 
when  shown  here. 

In  a  sense,  the  Chirico  exhibition  at 
the  Legion  Palace  has  become  a  fore- 
runner of  the  S.  and  G.  Gump  showing 
of  modern  French  painting.  Four 
pieces  by  Chirico  himself  form  the  con- 
necting link  between  the  two  exhibi- 
tions for  three  Chirico  gouache  paint- 
ings and  one  oil  are  an  outstanding 
feature  of  the  Gump  show.  They  are 
finely  typical  examples  of  the  work  of 
this  Italian  surrealist  who  finds  him- 
self at  home  among  the  French  mod- 
erns, represented  in  this  instance  by 
Utrillo,  Gromaire,  Andre  Derain, 
Souverbie,  Foujita  and  seven  other 
painters. 

This  is  the  first  time  that  the  mod- 
ern French  group  has  been  well  pre- 
sented in  a  San  Francisco  downtown 
gallery.  There  are  several  outstand- 
ingly lovely  things  in  the  show  and, 
although  it  is  a  modest  presentation, 
it  runs  a  fair  gamut  of  contemporary 
French  work.  It  will  undoubtedly 
contribute  to  the  local  acceptance  of  a 
type  of  art  long  embraced  by  'New 
York. 


Very  much  in  the  same  spirit,  we 
find  the  Galerie  Beaux  Arts  devoting 
itself  largely  to  paintings  and  draw- 
ings by  Jean  Ne'gulesco,  the  young 
Rumanian  who  has  come  to  San  Fran- 
cisco with  high  words  of  praise  from 
Rockwell  Kent,  Duncan  Philips  and 
others  whose  opinion  is  highly  valued 
in  the  world  of  art  today. 

Ne'gulesco  shows  a  series  of  carica- 
tures, a  group  of  drawings  in  pure 
rhythmical  line,  a  few  portraits  and 
some  landscape  and  still  life  paintings 
— works  which  testify  to  the  mobile 
artistry  of  a  man  who  has  responded 
gracefully  to  many  and  varied  inspira- 
tions. Ne'gulesco  has  been  in  America 
three  years  and  plans  soon  to  return  to 
Paris  where  he  formerly  studied  and 
worked.  In  certain  ways  he  is  a  direct 
product  of  the  French  attitude — that, 
and  the  heritage  of  the  slavic  dexterity 
and  facile  genius  of  his  remarkable 
race.  He  is  cubist,  expressionist,  tradi- 
tionalist— all  and  each  in  turn — the 
product  of  an  amazing  assimilation 
and  consequent  zest  for  accomplish- 
ment. 

THESE  exhibitions,  together  with 
the  group  of  paintings  by  contem- 
porary Americans  shown  at  the 
Legion  of  Honor,  present  one  phase  of 
current  art.  Chirico,  the  French, 
Ne'gulesco,  the  New  York  modern — 
all  are  concerned  with  an  eclectic  search 
for  new  ways  of  saying  what  art  has 
always  had  to  say.  Their  experiments 
are    interesting,    amusing    perhaps  — 


CALIFORNIA  PALACE  OF  THE  LEGION  OF  HONOR 


even  exciting  at  times.  Certain  it  is 
that  their  obvious  gesturing  has  suc- 
ceeded in  capturing  current  public  at- 
tention. So  much  so,  at  times,  that 
many  people  forget  that  this  eagerness 
for  restatement  of  old  truths  in  new 
forms  is  but  one  approach  to  art  and 
that  contemporary  development  is  also 
being  made,  as  always,  in  the  steady 
mold  of  direct  tradition.  It  may  well 
be  the  old  fable  of  the  hare  and  tor- 
toise with  the  hare  getting  all  the  grand 
stand  cheers.  And  it  may  be  that  fu- 
ture perspective  will  reverse  current 
valuations — yes,  even  those  made  by 
those  most  eager  to  look  into  the  fu- 
ture and  be  the  first  to  prophesy. 

We  are  in  such  a  rush  to  see  the  blos- 
soming of  a  great  "American  art"  that 
we  forget  the  long  period  of  assimila- 
tion and  actual  living  that  must  pre- 
cede the  flowering  of  a  national  expres- 
sion. We  forget  the  immense  amount 
of  effort  that  must  precede  the  uncon- 
scious use  of  even  the  simplest  symbols 
of  regional  material.  We  do  not  want 
to  remember  the  necessary  work  deal- 
ing with  content  that  alone  can  give 
meaning  to  the  development  of  a  new 
form.  In  our  impatience,  we  hesitate 
to  acknowledge  that  before  one  red- 
wood tree  can  be  presented  as  an  un- 
conscious symbol,  many  painters  such 
as  Christopher  Seiberth  (nowshowing 
at  Paul  Elder's)  must  have  spent  un- 
told hours  in  painstaking  effort  toward 
understanding.  And  when  that  figur- 
ative tree  is  painted,  no  one  will  know 

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22 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


Mr.  George  D.  Smith 
takes  pleasure  in  an- 
nouncing that,  on  Feb- 
ruary 1st,  Mr.  Joseph 
Houser  assumes  the 
duties  of  Catering  Man- 
ager in  charge  of  dining 
room  and  banquet  ser- 
vice at  the  Fairmont 
Hotel. 


The  Continental  Luncheon 
served  in  Peacock  Court  of  the 
Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  on  Tues- 
days and  Thursdays  is  a  feature 
attracting  both  San  Franciscans 
and  out  of  town  visitors.  The 
luncheon  includes  Delicious 
Salads,  Chafing  Dishes,  Cold 
Meats,  Desserts  and  Beverages 
prepared  by  Chef  Meyer  and 
served  in  the  continental  man- 
ner. 


FEBRUARY,  1931 


23 


Dorothy  Crawford 


THE  COMMUNITY  CHEST  has  been  presenting 
Dorothy  Crawford,  well  known  San  Fran- 
cisco  diseuse  and   composer,    in   her   own 
original  sketch  depicting  the  humor  and  the 
tragedy  of  an  Italian  mother. 

In  this  monologue  Miss  Crawford  draws 
from  life  the  appealing  character  of  an  Italian 
peasant  woman  from  the  North  Beach  district 
of  San  Francisco  whose  seven  children  are 
threatened  by  dire  poverty.  With  a  skilful 
intermingling  of  pathos  and  humor  she  wins 
her  audience  to  the  plight  of  a  destitute  family. 
Miss  Crawford's  manager  has  kindly  re- 
leased her  from  her  other  professional  engage- 
ments for  the  month  of  February  so  that  she 
may  appear  at  more  than  forty  clubs  and 
organizations  with  this  dramatic  presentation 
of  the  Community  Chest  message. 

Among  the  groups  which  included  the 
Chest  monologue  in  January  programs  are  the 
To  Kalon,  San  Francisco  Center,  Lincoln  Park 
Club,  Daughters  of  California  Pioneers,  Coun- 
cil of  Jewish  Women.  Philomath  Club,  San 
Francisco  Colony  of  New  England  Women, 
Business  and  Professional  Women's  Club, 
Allied  Arts,  Laurel  Hill  Club,  and  many  other 
organizations. 


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Continued  from  page  21 

have  always  mingled  their  contributions  to 
a  racial  or  regional  art — in  the  past  it  was  the 
vogue  to  recognize  the  direct  follower  of  tra- 
dition and  neglect  the  innovator  and  today  we 
have  a  somewhat  general  reversal  of  enthusi- 
asms. So  why  be  so  concerned?  The  artists 
derive  their  real  reward  from  the  work  itself 
and  we  profit  by  our  enjoyment  of  it — so  why 
so   serious. 

IT  IS  certain  that  there  is  a  large  measure  of 
enjoyment  to  be  derived  from  the  water- 
colors  by  William  L.  Carrigan  that  will  be 
shown  in  the  Vickery.  Atkins  and  Torrey  gal- 
lery this  month.  These  are  "vacation  sketches" 
by  a  painter  who  has  earned  his  recognition  in 
the  east,  although  he  was  born  in  San  Francisco 
and  did  his  early  work  here. 

While  a  member  of  the  local  firm  of  Carri- 
gan and  Hayden.  William  L.  Carrigan  studied 
art,  painting  at  nights  until  he  quit  a  business 
life  to  devote  himself  to  art.  Since  that  time 
he  has  not  lived  in  San  Francisco,  preferring 
the  artist  colony  at  Falls  Village,  Connecticut, 
as  a  residence.  He  studied  with  Emil  Carlsen 
and  later  with  Alden  Weir  and  Twachtman. 
He  has  exhibited  widely  in  the  East,  winning 
recognition  with  his  oils.  The  work  to  be 
shown  here  is  in  water  color,  informal  sketches 
of  Maine  and  other  parts  of  New  England  and 
a  few  of  Carmel,  painted  several  years  ago 
when  he  visited  California.  There  is  an  ex- 
quisiteness  about  Carrigan's  work  that  argues 
actively  for  personal  possession.  A  number  of 
the  watercolors  to  be  shown  will  be  loaned  by 
Mrs.  Oscar  Sutro  and  Miss  Julie  Helen  Heyne- 
man.  Miss  Heyncman,  by  the  way,  leaves  soon 
for  England  from  where  she  will  return  next 
autumn  to  paint  portraits  of  several  people 
for  which  she  has  been  unable  to  find  time  this 
winter. 

CHIURA  OBATA  has  had  so  many  exhibitions 
recently  that  one  might  give  scant  atten- 
tion to  the  announcement  of  another  at 
the  California  School  of  Fine  Arts,  sponsored 
by  the  San  Francisco  Art  Association,  were  it 
not  also  made  plain  that  these  include  entirely 
different  work,  chosen  with  educational  values 
in  mind.  At  present  there  is  an  exhibition  of 
copies  of  oriental  old  masters  made  by  Chiura 
Obata,  Rokuihci  Obata  and  other  Japanese 
painters.  This  group  presents  various  periods 
of  Japanese  art  such  as  the  early  Tosa  and  later 
Shijo.  Cano  and  Okeiyou  schools,  and  includes 
a  few  copies  from  the  Chinese.  One  painting 
is  a  processional  painted  on  a  scroll  some  hun- 
dred and  seventy-five  feet  long,  though  only 
six  inches  high. 

This  survey  of  oriental  painting  shown  by 
means  of  copies  will  be  replaced  by  an  exhibi- 
tion of  forty  woodcuts  by  other  Japanese  artists 
and  a  showing  of  the  four  complete  sets  of 
plates  used  in  the  process  of  printing  Obata's 
recent  reproductions.  The  week  of  February 
9  to  1  5  Chiura  Obata  will  give  a  continuous 
demonstration  of  painting  from  nine  to  five 
o'clock  each  day  and.  on  Monday.  Wednesday 
and  Friday,  he  will  continue  the  demonstration 
into  the  evening.  That  announcement  amazes 
me.  The  thought  of  an  artist  painting  in  pub- 
lic so  continuously  brings  to  mind  the  sharp 
contrast  between  the  disciplined  concentration 
of  oriental  training  and  the  occidental  depen- 
dence on  "inspiration"  for  creative  work. 
Obata  states  that,  when  he  was  a  student,  he 
made  a  practice  of  painting  steadily  from  five 
in  the  morning  to  twelve  o'clock  at  night,  day 
in  and  day  out! 

THE  group  of  young  artists  sponsoring  the 
San  Francisco  Art  Center  are  having  their 
courage  bolstered  by  certain  professional 
people  who  have  responded  to  the  idea  of  loaned 
works  of  art  in  their  offices.  An  increasing 
number    of    doctors,    lawyers    and    others    are 


To  most  people 
this  is  a  meaning- 
ess  grouping  of 
lines  within  a 
square. 


Some  will  recognize  it  as  the  mark  that  can 
be  found  on  the  most  delightful  pieces  of 
furniture  in  their  home. 

EDWARD  RAYMOND  MOFFITT 

STUDIO— H.  L.  MACK  RANCH 
Monterey  1 092  Del  Monte,  California 

Designer  and  maker  of  fine  furniture  and  antique  re- 
productions.   Designs    and    estimates    submitted    on 
request. 


H.  VALDESPINO 

maker  of  fine  frames 

features  color  etchings 

and  reproductions  in  the 

Gallery  above  his 

Workshop 

347  O'Farrell  Street 
San  Francisco 
FRanklin   3533 


The  highest  standard 
of  cooking  is  main- 
tained at  all  times. . . 
your  guarantee  lies 
in  the  fact  that  all 
food  is  prepared 
under  the  personal 
supervision  of 

Mrs.  Belle  de  Graf 


Downstairs 

Monadnock  Bldg. 

San  Francisco 


FEBRUARY,  1931 

Editor's  Note:  Since  the  newspapers  are  committed  to 
printing  nothing  but  news  in  their  art  columns  and  since 
that  news  often  bears  the  marks  of  valuation  emanating 
from  the  advertising  department,  San  Francisco  finds  itself 
almost  without  published  art  criticism  of  any  sort.  Hence 
we  present  each  month  these  articles  by  Aline  Kistler 
whose  work  as  former  art  writer  for  The  Chronicle  places 
her  in  a  position  to  discuss  the  passing  shows.  Counter 
criticism  and  answers  to  her  opinion  are  cordially  invited. 

availing  themselves  of  the  "lending  library" 
privileges  extended  by  the  Center.  The  staff 
of  the  Center  takes  entire  charge  of  office  wall 
decoration,  selecting,  hanging  and  changing 
each  month  the  paintings  or  other  type  of  art 
work  desired.  In  this  way  art  is  brought  to 
busy  people  instead  of  forcing  them  to  go  to 
a  gallery. 

A  complete  schedule  of  one  man  exhibitions 
has  been  made  at  the  Art  Center  for  the  spring 
months.  The  showings  will  include  the  work 
of  Ben  Cunningham  and  Ivanhoff  (during 
February).  Forrest  Brissey.  Valenti  Angelo. 
Earl  Daniell.  Harold  Driscoll.  Hunt.  Wessels 
and  John  Greathead. 

TIME  and  again.  San  Francisco  has  been  faced 
with  the  problem  of  trying  to  hold  artists 
of  talent  who  meet  with  avid  appreciation 
"elsewhere.  Often  the  artist  goes  elsewhere  and 
the  city  retains  only  the  questionable  consola- 
tion of  claiming  another  "illustrious  son." 
But  sometimes  San  Francisco  holds  its  own  by 
means  of  appreciation  and  encouragement.  It 
is  such  response  which  changed  the  plans  of 
Molli  Juin  and  persuaded  her  to  forget  prom- 
ises to  return  to  New  York  and,  instead,  to  stay 
in  San  Francisco  to  continue  with  her  exquisite 
work  in  enamels  and  to  teach  the  technique  in 
the  Rudolph  Schaeffer  School  of  Rhytbmo- 
Chromatic  Design. 

Molli  Juin  is  a  remarkable  young  woman, 
a  rare  individual  who  has  found  the  one  work 
in  the  world  for  her  and  is  completely  happy  in 
doing  it.  Several  years  ago  she  went  from  San 
Francisco  to  New  York  where  she  studied  in 
the  Art  Students  League.  Then  she  went  to 
Europe  on  an  extended  tour  during  which  she 
hoped  to  "find  herself."  She  went  to  Beaux 
Arts  in  Paris  where  she  studied  painting  and 
other  fine  arts.  Then  her  travels  took  her  to 
Jerusalem  where  she  learned  the  technique  of 
making  filagre.  On  her  way  back  through  Cen- 
tral Europe,  she  stopped  for  an  hour  or  two 
in  Vienna  to  visit  a  well  known  arts  and  crafts 
school.  There  they  showed  her  work  in  the 
finer  techniques  of  enamel.  When  Molli  Juin 
saw  that  exquisite  work,  she  decided  that  she 
had  found  her  medium.  Her  "hour  or  two"  in 
Vienna  extended  to  three  years  during  which 
she  studied  and.  later,  taught  at  the  school. 
From  then  on  she  has  devoted  herself  to  enam- 
els, studying  in  Limoge.  France,  and  traveling 
throughout  Europe  to  study  various  techniques 
such  as  champleve,  cloisonne,  bassetaille.  re- 
pousse and  pltque  a  jour. 

With  a  background  of  art  training  and  a 
talent  for  creative  painting.  Molli  Juin  is  far 
more  than  merely  a  fine  craftsman.  She  has 
adopted  this  complicated  and  exacting  medium 
as  a  means  for  expression  and  many  of  the 
boxes,  brooches  and  other  pieces  now  exhibit- 
ed by  Vickery.  Atkins  and  Torrey  have  an 
exquisite  imaginative  quality,  besides  being 
charming  in  color  and  excellently  executed  in 
both  metal  work  and  enameling. 

COMPENSATION? 

by  Lucrezia  Kemper 

Her  husband  was  a  stranger 

To  the  day  he  died. 
She  longed  to  know  him  better 
Indeed  she  tried. 

But  he  rushed  away  each  morning 

As  soon  as  he  was  fed 
And  when  he  came  home  again 

He  went  to  bed. 

He  never  had  time  for  her  or 

The  children. 
But  when  his  will  was  read  he'd 

Left  a  million. 


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THE  sharp  contrast  of  clothes  de- 
signed for  rough-and-tumble 
sports-wear,  and  those  created  for 
the  sole  purpose  of  evening  formalities, 
is  no  where  and  at  no  time  so  marked 
as  at  snow  resorts.  This  month  will,  as 
usual,  bring  the  two  extremes  of  cos- 
tuming into  smart  juxtaposition  for 
the  climax  of  California's  snow-time 
festivities.  At  Tahoe,  at  Truckee,  at 
Yosemite,  the  day  will  be  merry  with 
ski-ing  and  skating,  the  night  with 
colorful  dining  and  dancing. 


If  you  find  last  year's  ski-ing  outfit 
as  motheaten  as  summer's  bathing  suit 
invariably  proves  to  be,  make  prompt 
use  of  the  excuse  to  hie  down  to  The 
White  House  sports  department.  You 
owe  it  to  the  gala  spirit  of  the  season 
to  crown  the  occasion  with  something 
new.  with  or  without  the  moth-eaten 
alibi. 

There  is  a  cozy  looking  (and  it  is 
quite  as  snug  as  it  looks )  suit  of  snow- 
proof  fabric  in  black,  with  a  narrow 
pennant  of  bright  colour  down  the 
back,  that  needs  only  a  white  back- 
ground to  make  it  thoroughly  irresist- 
able.  Incidentally,  or  perhaps  most  im- 
portant of  all,  the  trousers  are  of  the 
breeches  variety  that  permit  Californ- 
ians  to  wear  their  beloved  high-laced 
boots.  Then  there  is  the  Norwegian 
type  of  suit  with  trousers  that  blouse 
over  the  shoe  tops.  And  corduroy 
breeches  for  those  who  have  discovered 
how   youthfully   attractive   they  are. 


Boots,  stout  snow-shoes,  berets,  scarfs, 
wooly  gloves,  woolen  socks  ...  all  the 
accessories  that  are  so  important  to  the 
chic  as  well  as  the  comfort  of  the  win- 
ter sports  outfit,  are  here  in  styles  you 
will  recognize  immediately  as  impec- 
cably correct. 


FOR  evening,  how  really  refreshingly 
new  and  youthful  are  the  jacketed 
gowns  with  bandings  of  fur  on 
sleeves  that  are  more  surprising  than 
short.  Prints  of  glowing  rather  than 
brilliant  coloring  on  rich  silk  crepe, 
seem  to  be  the  rule  laid  down  by  the 
couture  and  approved  by  smart  women. 
Lace,  especially  black  lace,  with  the  in- 
evitable fur  banded  jacket,  is  a  particu- 
lar favorite.  Really  a  1 9  3 1  classic.  And 
bound  to  be  popular  with  those  who 
travel  since  it  has  a  remarkable  come- 
back after  packing.  Slippers  are  of  one 
accord  with  the  colour  of  the  frock, 
even  though  the  frock  be  white,  as  ob- 
served in  many  smart  instances.  Gloves 
if  not  white,  reflect  a  paler  shade  of 
the  general  ensemble,  or  in  a  few  in- 
stances, in  dramatic  contrast.  Wraps 
.  .  .  well,  what  do  you  like?  Short, 
three-quarter  or  ankle-length?  Take 
your  choice,  and  you  cannot  go  wrong 
on  any.  White  lapin  is  first  and  most 
youthful  choice  in  evening  furs.  Wear 
a  clip  in  your  hair,  two  or  three  brace- 
lets, since  long  gloves  have  ruled  out 
the  armfuls  we  used  to  wear,  see  that 
your  bag  sparkles  with  rhinestones, 
and  you  will  have  the  accessory  prob- 
lem well  in  hand.  Oh,  yes,  flowers  are 


really  being  worn.  Especially  on  the 
continent,  where  the  "best  dressed" 
wear  long  clusters  of  gardenias  over 
their  shoulders,  and  sometimes  as 
girdles.  Remember,  this  is  a  feminine 
period,  and  flowers  just  naturally  be- 
long in  the  picture. 

ONE  thing  about  shopping  for 
your  snow  trips  at  The  White 
House  . .  .  you  always  know  that 
anything  you  get  has  an  international 
smartness  that  makes  it  as  correct  for 
St.  Moritz  as  it  is  for  California's 
resorts. 

And  prices  are  as  smartly  inexpen- 
sive as  the  costumes  are  extravagantly 
smart. 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Bull 


versus 


Sh 


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by  Edward  A.  Morphy 


Continued  from  page  7 


At  any  rate  the  San  Francisco  region  of  the 
state  can  confidently  repudiate  the  suggestion  it 
implies.  In  San  Francisco,  so  far  from  holding 
the  sacredness  of  Christian  wedlock  in  light 
esteem,  we  go  out  of  our  way  to  interest  the 
Philistine  section  of  the  public  in  its  charm  and 
sanctity. 

On  the  very  day  the  Encyclical  was  pub- 
lished here,  the  following  advertisement,  in 
display  type,  five  inches  deep,  appeared  in  the 
San  Francisco  afternoon  papers: 

Public  Wedding  Tomorrow  Night 

Ceremony  to  be  Performed  by 

15-YEAR  OLD  HELEN  CAMPBELL 

The  Child  Evangelist 

Who  Will  Unite  in  Holy  Wedlock 

Herbert  Stevens  and  Francine  La  Rivee 

ICouple  No.  321 

WALKATHON 

(Now  Over  600  Hours) 
Golden  Gate  Ball  Room      50  Cents  Admission 

Can  anyone  imagine  a  sane  and  normal 
American  sports  promoter  paying  out  real 
money  thus  to  advertise  and  feature  the  sacra- 
ment of  holy  wedlock,  as  performed  by  a 
Christian  Child  Evangelist,  if  the  sanctity  of 
marriage  were  not  a  popular  "stunt"  with  the 
pious  people  of  San  Francisco — notably  those 
who  seek  vesperian  solace  and  recreation  at  a 
Walkathon? 


History  and  precedent  justify  the  conviction 
that  Pope  Pius  XI  would  have  been  footling 
around  Vatican  City  for  a  coon's  age  before  it 
would  occur  to  him  that  the  proper  way  to 
boost  the  waning  sanctity  of  Christian  wedlock 
is  to  arrange  a  wedding  at  a  walkathon,  and 
charge  fifty  cents  admission  to  the  ceremony. 

And  even  when  the  idea  had  dawned  upon 
his  Holiness,  and  he  had  properly  envisaged  the 
concept  of  a  walkathon  wedding,  the  odds  are 
that  he  would  never  have  hit  upon  the  still 
snappier  concept  of  having  a  female  child  evan- 
gelist perform  the  wedding  ceremony. 

It  is  not  that  girls  have  no  place  in  the 
pontifical  view-point.  Paul  to  Timothy,  (in 
the  Douai  Version) — "I  wish  young  girls  to 
marry." — is  quoted  in  the  Encyclical.  It  is  just 
that  the  idea  of  engaging  a  girl  to  conduct  a 
walkathon  wedding  service  is  one  that  would 
be  unlikely  to  sprout  spontaneously  in  the 
Pontifical  mind.  That  the  conditions  of  theo- 
logical sophistication  requisite  for  such  an  en- 
gagement should  exist  in  a  dear  little  girl  of 
fifteen  is  a  concept  that  does  not  seem  to  har- 
monize with  the  traditions  of  the  Papacy.  Even 
in  our  own  Golden  State,  it  is  legally  conceded 
that  should  such  a  young  lady  chance  morally 
to  slip,  she  would  not — because  of  her  youth 
and  putative  innocence — be  responsible  for  her 
own  delinquency.  In  Vatican  City  they  do  not 
employ  such  dear  children  to  marry  anybody. 

Therefore,  though  we  have  our  own  way  of 
demonstrating  our  love  for  the  institution  of 
holy  wedlock,  it  would  be  about  as  difficult  to 
thrust  a  nice,  peppy,  walkathon  child  evan- 
gelist down  the  intellectual  throat  of  the  Vati- 
can as  it  would  be  to  cram  an  appreciation  of 


the  Wickersham  Report,  and  a  desire  to  simul- 
ate its  style,  down  the  same  narrow  and  non- 
conciliatory  orifice.  Both  concepts  are  as  alien 
to  the  obsolescent  spiritual  and  political  stand- 
ards of  the  old  world  as  they  are  in  harmony 
with  those  of  the  new.  They  are  caviare  to  the 
general,  which  includes  most  of  the  outer 
world  and  the  Pope. 

Only  in  the  United  States  have  we  yet  ap- 
proached the  apotheosis  of  spiritual  achieve- 
ment and  entered  the  estate  adumbrated  by 
the  Prophet  Isaiah  more  than  twenty-six  hun- 
dred years  ago.  Here,  already,  the  wolf  dwells 
with  the  lamb,  the  leopard  lies  down  with  the 
kid.  "and  the  calf  and  the  young  lion  and  the 
fatling  together."  (which  undoubtedly  means 
the  public,  the  bootlegger  and  the  prohibition 
worker)    "And  a  little  child  shall  lead  them." 

What  a  pity  none  of  us  could  have  taken 
Pope  Pius  by  the  hand  that  Friday  night  in 
January,  and  inducted  him  to  the  Golden  Gate 
Ball  Room  Walkathon,  with  its  Christian 
wedding,  its  pious  public,  its  handsome  bride- 
groom, its  beautiful  bride,  and  "a  little  Child 
Evangelist  to  lead  them."  How  it  would  have 
edified  his  Holiness.  How  it  would  have  in- 
spired him  to  envision  the  joy  of  the  Prophet 
looking  down  from  his  place  among  the  Cheru- 
bim, reveling  in  the  material  verification  by 
San  Franciscans  of  his  prediction  (Is.  xi  6 ) . 

Alas!  This  progress  of  ours  is  not  yet  un- 
derstood in  Rome  any  more  than  the  drift  of 
our  beautiful  Wickersham  Report  is  yet  under- 
stood in  Heaven.  One  has  to  be  with  us  and  of 
us  here  in  America  before  he  can  hope  to 
achieve  the  spiritual  plane,  the  adequate  grace 
and  power,  by  virtue  of  which  we  are  enabled 
to  produce,  perform  and  believe  in  these  things, 
without  even  attempting  to  think  that  we  or 
anybody  else  will  ever  be  able  to  excuse  or 
comprehend  them. 


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Jack  London 

Continued  from  page  15 

Those  who  knew  him  best  found  love  of 
adventure  and  a  generous  heart  in  him.  They 
also  found  great  hermit  spaces,  and  an  almost 
poetic  hunger  for  perfection.  He  speaks  in 
Martin  Eden  of  people  who  seem  to  him  "ani- 
mated stomachs  motivated  by  the  aesthetic  im- 
pulses of  an  oyster." 

A  short  way  from  the  knoll  and  the  naked 
oaks  where  he  is  buried,  "The  Wolf  House" 
can  be  seen.  It  was  to  have  been  the  home  of 
Jack  and  Charmian  London:  built  of  volcanic 
stone  and  redwood  logs,  rugged  and  lofty 
against  Sonoma  Mountain. 

On  the  night  of  its  completion,  nearly  fifteen 
years  ago.  The  Wolf  House  burned.  The  source 
of  the  fire  is  unknown.  Like  a  sad  giant  the 
ruins  stand  against  the  sky.  charred  red  lava, 
picturesque  with  moss  and  lichens.  Wild  flow- 
ers grow  in  the  fireplaces  in  the  spring  and 
swallows  build  their  nests  in  the  chimneys. 
Vines  cling  to  the  walls  and  the  weathered 
windows  frame  only  the  ambient  clouds  and 
the  sky. 

A  bridal  path,  no  longer  used,  twines  from 
the  ruins  up  the  steep  mountain.  Jack  London 
rode  often  up  to  where  on  clear  days  the  ocean 
can  be  seen  beyond  the  city  by  the  Golden  Gate. 
One  can  vision  him  with  the  loose  reins  in  his 
hand,  smiling  at  the  memory  of  this  time  or 
that  on  Telegraph  Hill  .  .  .  high  hopes  .  .  . 
small  hours  .  .  .  kindred  fellows  under  the  spell 
of  creative  art.  red  wine  and  the  flickering  lights 
on  San  Francisco  Bay. 


John  Joseph  Casey 

Continued  from  page  IS 


tistes  Francais  (the  old  salon)  .  Then  Casey 
toiled  assiduously  until  1914.  when  his  paint- 
ings again  were  shown  in  the  salon.  He  noticed 
that  he  won  no  prizes,  nor  did  many  other 
Americans  represented  in  the  exhibit,  while  the 
English  painters  came  off  with  high  honors. 
The  war  was  brewing  and  the  Entente  Cordi- 
ale  had  just  been  signed  with  England:  France 
was  not  overlooking  any  opportunities  to  play 
politics  with  her  allies. 

Casey  was  disappointed,  but  not  embittered. 
In  fact  he  looked  upon  the  seeming  discrimina- 
tion as  only  natural  and  logical.  Besides  the 
war  was  giving  him  new  things  to  think  about. 
He  was  one  of  the  band  of  200  Americans  who 
enlisted  in  the  French  Foreign  Legion  in  Au- 
gust, 1914. 

His  record  of  military  glory,  his  citations, 
his  wounds  and  the  affection  his  comrades  bore 
him  have  been  told  by  Paul  Rockwell.  Like 
others,  he  had  imagined  the  war  would  be  a 
matter  of  weeks,  or  surely  no  more  than 
months.  But  when  it  dragged  into  years,  he 
bore  up  with  both  courage  and  fortitude. 

IT  IS  said  that  he  helped  Maurice  Magnus, 
illegitimate  cousin  of  the  Kaiser,  to  desert  the 
Legion.  Magnus  had  joined  the  Legion  mis- 
taking the  war  at  its  beginning  for  a  brief  and 
exhilarating  adventure,  as  material  for  books 
he  would  write  when  it  was  over.  He  was 
delicate  of  build  and  temperamentally  unfit  for 
the  rigors  of  trench  life.  Casey  understood,  so 
the  reports  say,  and  helped  Magnus  flee  to  Italy. 
Rockwell,  with  all  the  indignation  of  a 
righteous  legionnaire,  denounces  these  reports 
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they  are  true.  To  me  they  indicate  in  Casey  a 
laudable  strain  of  intelligence,  understanding 
of  his  fellow  man.  and  compassion  for  his 
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military  behavior,  but  I  submit  it  as  civilized 
and  laudable  human  conduct. 

After  the  war  Casey  returned  to  New  York, 
resuming  his  painting  and  earned  his  livelihood 
as  a  magazine  illustrator.  He  preferred  to  for- 
get the  war :  he  refused  to  talk  of  his  experiences 
in  it:  he  sought  to  submerge  himself  in  his 
work  and  thereby  wipe  out  all  memory  of  those 
years  of  chaos.  His  varied  travels  took  him 
back  to  Paris,  but  he  soon  left  the  city  that  had 
cradled  his  dreams  of  younger  days.  It  was  not 
the  Paris  he  had  loved. 

His  paintings,  both  before  and  after  the 
war,  reveal  Casey's  yearning  for  the  delicately 
beautiful  in  form  and  hue.  the  piquantly  joyous 
in  mood.  His  landscapes  are  illuminated  by 
gay  flecks  of  yellow  sunlight  filtered  through 
trees  or  reflecting  upon  tranquil  waters.  "Sum- 
mer in  Chelsea"  captures  the  spirit  of  those 
anachronisms  of  loveliness  that  are  to  be  found 
in  Manhattan.  Many  scenes,  painted  in  Cuba, 
in  the  Balearic  Islands,  in  California,  in  France 
all  breathe  the  same  spirit.  Whatever  immor- 
tality is  due  John  Joseph  Casey  is  due  him  not 
because  of  the  World  War  but  in  spite  of  it. 

Sutter  and  His  Fort 

Continued  from  page  11 

verbal  arrangement.  Within  sight  of  the  fort 
were  the  homes  of  some  sixty  settlers,  who  had 
bought  land  of  Sutter  or  worked  it  on  shares. 
Three  miles  from  the  fort  on  the  river  bank 
was  the  rising  village  of  Sutterville. 

This  thriving  small  world  of  his  creation 
was  Sutter's  whole  life.  He  was  the  sole  director 
of  its  destinies.  Its  future  growth  was  assured. 
Hardly  a  month  passed  but  brought  a  small 
train  of  wagons  and  several  families  from  the 
distant  States  to  make  homes  in  this  Western 
land.  Sutter  royally  welcomed  new  arrivals, 
located  them  on  land,  supplied  them  with  im- 
plements, seed,  cattle  and  advice.  In  time,  he 
knew  these  enterprising  Americans  would  out- 
number the  shiftless  Spanish.  California  would 
then  become  an  independent  commonwealth  or 
American   territory. 

When  the  Mexican  War  broke  out  in  1  846, 
Sutter  well  knew  what  its  outcome  would  be. 
As  it  drew  to  a  close,  he  evidently  judged,  that 
the  time  was  ripe  for  further  extension  of  his 
activities,  and  it  was,  no  doubt,  with  this  end 
in  view  that  he  entered  into  a  partnership  with 
James  Marshall  to  build  a  saw  mill  about  forty 
miles  up  the  river  to  tap  the  lower  Sierra  lum- 
ber resources.  The  mill  set  in  motion  the  forces 
that  were  Sutter's  undoing,  for  in  its  race 
Marshall  discovered  gold.  January   19,    1848. 

Sutter  took  every  measure  to  keep  the  dis- 
covery secret,  but  news  of  it  spread  quickly 
and  mysteriously  to  every  corner  of  the  globe. 
In  an  incredibly  short  time  prospectors  swarmed 
through  Sutter's  domains.  They  pitched  tents 
where  they  pleased  and  helped  themselves  to  his 
farm  products.  His  Indians  deserted  him;  his 
tenants  left  their  fields  to  become  miners  and 
shop  keepers  in  the  new  city  of  Sacramento. 
Sutter  was  a  pioneer  of  the  land  and  soil.  He 
would  not  or  could  not  adjust  himself  to  the 
changed  order.  So,  as  a  bitter,  disappointed 
man.  he  turned  his  back  upon  his  once  mag- 
nificent holdings. 

In  the  summer  of  1849  Sutter's  home  was 
converted  into  a  gambling  and  boarding  house, 
and  by  1850  the  fort  was  completely  aban- 
doned. The  outer  walls  were  demolished  to  fill 
in  a  road  and  adjacent  slough.  The  place  was 
left  to  wind,  weather  and  vandals,  and  by  1890 
there  remained  only  the  wreck  of  the  old  fort 
house.  But  in  that  year  the  Native  Sons  col- 
lected $20,000  and  purchased  the  land  on 
which  the  fort  stands  from  an  Eastern  owner. 
It  was  then  deeded  to  the  state,  and  the  legis- 
lature voted  $20,000  for  restoration,  and  later 
another  $10,000  was  voted. 

Restoration  has  progressed  upon  the  Fort 
until  it  is  now  essentially  as  it  was  in  the  days 
of  Captain  Sutter.  The  outer  wall:  the  offices, 
stores  and  work  shops  thereof  have  been  com- 


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East  through 

New  Orleans 


Mardi  Gras 
Feb.  12  •  Feb.  17 


Every  night  the  "Sunset  Lim- 
ited" pulls  out  of  San  Fran- 
cisco. The  headlight  on  its 
powerful  locomotive  picks  out 
the  shining  steel  ahead  that 
ends  in  Old  New  Orleans. 

Go  East  this  ideal  winter 
way  .  .  .  through  the  sunshine 
of  Los  Angeles . . .  Palm  Springs 
and  Indio..  .Arizona  . .  .Texas 
. . .  Louisiana.  Stopover  in  New 
Orleans  for  the  Mardi  Gras. 

The  fare  this  way  is  no  more 
than  via  other  routes.  From 
New  Orleans  continue  East  by 
rail  or  by  Southern  Pacific 
steamship  to  New  York.  Return 
on  one  of  Southern  Pacific's 
3  other  routes. 

Through  service  to  New  Or- 
leans daily  from  San  Francisco 
and  Los  Angeles  on  the  "Sun- 
set Limited"  (all-Pullman,  no 
extra  fare) . 

Southern 
Pacific 

E.  W.  CLAPP 

General  Passenger  Traffic  Manager 
San  Francisco 


pletely  reconstructed,  so  that  now  you  may 
see  a  faithful  replica  of  the  quarters  of  Hensley 
1A  Reading,  Peter  Slater's  saloon  and  other  his- 
torical enterprises. 

Several  years  ago.  H.  C.  Peterson,  who  has 
had  extensive  museum  experience,  was  made 
curator  of  the  Fort.  He  originated  the  idea  of 
a  museum,  devoted  exclusively  to  relics  of  the 
gold  rush,  the  Sacramento  country  and  Sutter, 
and  under  his  direction  this  work  makes  ex- 
cellent progress.  In  the  central  building  five 
rooms  have  been  faithfully  restored  and  a  col- 
lection of  rare  '49  relics  installed.  In  the  fall  of 
last  year  two  carefully  restored  basement  rooms 
were  opened  to  the  public,  and  this  spring  the 
restored  distillery  building  will  be  opened  as  a 
pioneer  art  gallery. 


Reactions 

Continued  from  page  IS 
dends.  The  holder  of  ten  thousand  shares  of 
his  stock  does  not  worry  him  at  all,  but  the 
little  family  that  holds  five  or  ten  shares  is 
always  in  his  mind.  They  must  get  their 
money  and  he  must  keep  their  little  capital 
safe.  Earnings  fall  off  and  dividends  are  threat- 
ened. Shall  he  cut  dividends  or  reduce  expenses 
by  discharging  workmen.  His  workmen  are 
part  of  his  family  and  a  heavy  responsibility, 
but  if  he  discharges  them  or  reduces  their  wages, 
he  might  keep  up  his  dividends.  The  popular 
political  idea  that  business  executives  spend 
their  time  in  grinding  the  faces  of  the  poor  is 
unfair  and  mischievous.  They  actually  spend 
more  time  in  and  give  more  study  to  getting 
money  to  the  poor  than  all  the  politicians  and 
reformers  in  the  country,  also  their  work  is  far 
more  effective.  By  and  large  they  are  good  men 
trying  their  best  to  do  the  decent  thing  in  a 
helpful  way  to  the  greatest  number. 

It  goes  hard  with  the  executives  who  in  spite 
of  all  they  can  do  are  unable  to  make  both  ends 
meet,  but  after  the  die  is  cast  they  can  breathe 
again,  they  are  the  ones  who  suffer  most  in  the 
death  agonies  of  a  business,  the  stockholder 
loses  money,  but  that  is  all,  the  president  loses 
money  and  sleep  and  self-confidence  and  pride 
and  reputation.  After  the  crash  he  is  apt  to  be 
very  unhappy,  but  if  he  is  a  real  man  he  will 
get  over  it  and  start  over  again  without  the 
crushing  burden  of  responsibility  for  the  hap- 
piness of  others  and  he  will  be  astonished  at 
the  freedom  of  the  new  life,  at  the  beauty  of 
things  he  had  not  been  seeing  for  a  long  time. 
Rockefeller  can  only  sleep  in  one  bed  at  a 
time  and  can  only  eat  a  small  quantity  of  food 
at  a  meal,  so  he  has  nothing  on  us  on  a  bright 
sunshiny  day.  We  are  busted  and  we  don't 
care  very  much,  we  are  getting  a  lot  of  fun  out 
of  life  just  as  it  is  and  there  are  a  lot  of  good 
fellows  about  that  we  had  lost  touch  with 
who  are  apparently  no  more  downhearted  than 
we  are.  They  are  better  chaps  than  we  had 
thought  and  we  are  going  to  have  some  good 
times  with  them.  We  thought  they  were  stuck 
up  and  purse  proud,  but  they  can  play  around 
and  enjoy  simple  and  cheap  things  the  way  we 
are  learning  to  do. 

We  don't  really  care  very  much  whether  the 
market  goes  up  or  down  any  more.  What  we 
want  now  is  a  good  friend  who  likes  the  simple 
things  that  we  find  we  have  been  wanting  for 
years. 

A  fat  wad  of  paper  profits  did  not  do  us 
much  good  when  we  had  it  and  it  did  spoil  our 
pleasure  in  things  we  used  to  enjoy.  We  are 
poor  and  quite  happy  about  it  instead  of  being 
comparatively  rich  and  miserable. 


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Reigning  Dynasty 

Continued  from  page  4 

Mrs.  Frank  E.  Buck  of  Menlo  Park  was  hostess 
to  the  special  guests  who  occupied  a  box  at  the 
Young  People's  Symphony  conducted  by  Issay  Do- 
browen.  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker,  Mrs.  Alan  Lowrey, 
Mrs.  Philip  Bowles,  Mrs.  Daniel  Volkmann  and 
Mrs.  Dean  Witter  were  among  those  who  entertained 
groups  of  children  at  the  concert. 

A  group  that  included  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  D. 
Shuman,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wellington  S.  Henderson 
and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Donald  Gregory  motored  to  Soda 
Springs  at  Summit,  to  enjoy  a  week-end  of  winter 
sports. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  W.  Crocker  entertained  a  house 
partv  of  guests  at  their  place  at  Pebble  Beach  recently. 

Mrs.  Olive  Watt  Breeze  entertained  at  luncheon 
in  honor  of  two  of  the  season's  debutantes.  Miss 
Christine  Miller  and  Miss  Patricia  Geissler.  The 
luncheon  was  given  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  H.  M.  A. 
Miller. 

Mrs.  Louis  S.  Beedy  and  Miss  Katherme  Deahl 
are  among  those  who  have  planned  pre-nuptial  enter- 
tainments in  honor  of  Miss  Caroline  Beedy,  whose 
marriage  to  Mr.  John  Worden  will  take  place  on 
February  7. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Forderer  was  honor  guest  at  a 
luncheon  given  by  Miss  Harrie  Hill  at  the  latter's 
home  in  Broadway. 

Miss  Adelaide  Sutro  gave  an  informal  dinner  party 
recently  at  her  home  in  compliment  to  Miss  Katherine 
Stent,  one  of  the  winter's  debutantes. 

Mrs.  Ralston  Page  gave  a  luncheon  at  the  St. 
Francis  Yacht  Club  in  honor  of  Miss  Margaret  Red- 
ington,  the  fiancee  of  Mr.  Donald  Murchie  of  Boston. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  X.  Rosekrans  are  planning  an 
elaborate  barn  dance  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Rosekrans' 
sister.  Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels,  whose  debut  was  a 
brilliant  event  of  the  winter.  The  party  will  be  given 
at  the  country  place  that  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Rosekrans 
recently  purchased  at  Woodside. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Parmer  W.  Fuller  Jr.  recently  spent 
a  week  at  La  Quinta. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Ehrman  were  at  the  Ahwah- 
nee  in  Yosemite  for  a  ten-day  stay. 

The  Junior  League  will  shortly  institute  another 
series  of  fashion  shows  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins. 
Mrs.  Howard  Park  and  Mrs.  Alexander  Wilson  are 
in  charge  of  the  arrangements. 

Mrs  J.  Eugene  Freeman  entertained  members  of 
the  debutante  group  at  luncheon  at  the  Francisca 
Club. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leigh  Sypher  entertained  a  group 
at  Sunday  luncheon  given  at  their  home  in  San  Mateo. 

Mis>  Elizaheth  Raymond  entertained  fifteen  of  the 
debutante  group  of  this  year  and  last  at  a  luncheon 
at  her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue. 


Mr.  Arnold  Scheier  was  host  to  a  group  of  the 
younger  set  at  a  dinner  at  the  family  home  in  San 
Mateo,  preceding  the  Woodhouse  coming-out  ball  at 
the  Burlmgame  Country  Club.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph 
O.  Tobin  entertained  at  a  similar  affair  on  the  same 
evening,  as  did  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bernard  W.   Ford. 

Mrs.  Prentis  Cobb  Hale  entertained  more  than 
fifty  friends  recently  at  a  tea  given  at  the  hostess' 
home  on  Yallejo  Street. 

Since  their  return  from  the  Orient,  Mrs.  Charles 
P.  Overton  and  her  daughter.  Miss  Daisy  Belle  Over- 
ton, have  been  occupying  apartments  at  the  Hotel 
Mark  Hopkins. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Joseph  O.  Tobin  gave  their  annual  luncheon  party 
recently  at  their  duck  club  near  Milpitas. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Douglas  B.  Lewis  (Janet  Whitman) 
have  taken  Mr.  Harry  H.  Scott's  house  in  Burlin- 
game.  While  the  place  is  being  made  ready  for  them 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lewis  are  visiting  with  Mr.  Lewis' 
parents  in  Menlo  Park. 

A  host  of  affairs  in  honor  of  Miss  Evelyn  Taylor 
were  given  during  the  weeks  that  preceded  her  mar- 
riage to  Mr.  Sterling  S.  Postley.  Among  those  who 
showered  the  bride-to-be  with  social  attentions  were 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  A.  Magee  Jr.,  Miss  Isabelle 
McCreery,  Miss  Francesca  Peering,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  J. 
O.  Tobin,  and  Miss  Florence  McCormick. 

Mr.  Richard  M.  Tobin  has  invited  the  members  of 
Pro  Musica  to  attend  a  concert  to  be  given  at  the 
Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor  on  the  morning  of 
February  3.  The  Abas  String  Quartet  will  provide 
the  program. 

Mrs.  Charles  Stetson  Wheeler  has  returned  to  her 
apartment  at  the  Hotel  Fairmont  after  a  visit  of  sev- 
eral weeks  in  Missoula,  Montana,  where  she  was  the 
guest  of  her  son-in-law  and  daughter,  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Walter  McLeod. 

In  honor  of  Mrs.  George  L.  Carlisle  and  Miss  Elsie 
Carlisle.  Mrs.  Henry  C.  Carlisle  gave  a  tea  at  her 
home  in  Pacific  Avenue. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Herman  Phleger  entertained  at  din- 
ner in  honor  of  Miss  Margaret  Redington,  the  fiancee 
of  Mr.  Donald  Murchie  of  Boston. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Hubert  Law  entertained  a  group  of 
the  sub-debutante  set  at  a  dance  given  for  their 
daughter.  Miss  Arden  Law,  at  their  home  in  Wash- 
ington Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Wholley  have  taken  possession 
of  their  new  apartment  at  Chestnut  and  Larkin 
Streets. 

February  will  see  many  affairs  given  for  the  debu- 
tante group.  Mrs.  Frederick  Birgewill  give  a  luncheon 
at  the  Town  and  Country  Club,  and  at  the  San  Fran- 
cesco Golf  Club  Mrs.  Clinton  E.  Worden  and  Mrs. 
Nelson  T.  Shaw  are  entertaining  for  Miss  Christine 
Miller.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  B.  King  are  giving  a 
dinner  for  the  debutante  group,  the  dinner  to  be  fol- 
lowed by  dancing. 


Mrs.  George  H.  Mendell  entertained  a  small  group 
of  friends  at  luncheon  at  her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue. 

Miss  Marion  Dassonville  will  give  a  luncheon  on 
February  3  at  the  Womans'  Athletic  Club. 

Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  has  arrived  from  New  York 
and  will  spend  the  spring  months  at  her  home  at 
Millhrae.  A  group  of  friends  accompanied  Mrs.  Reid 
to  California. 

Mrs.  Frederick  W.  Clampett  has  established  herself 
and  her  family  in  a  new  home  on  Union  Street. 

Mrs.  Alexander  Isenberg  and  her  little  daughter  are 
on  a  six  weeks  visit  to  Honolulu.  Mrs.  Isenberg  sailed 
on  the  Malolo. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Carl  Wolff  and  their  children  are 
now  established  in  London  where  they  will  make  their 
home  in  the  future. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  Cressey,  who  were  in  Cairo  at 
last  accounts,  are  planning  to  remain  abroad  until 
late  summer. 

Miss  Maria  Antonia  Field  of  Monterey  is  en  route 
to  Europe  and  will  visit  Spain,  Italy,  Belgium  and 
the  British  Isles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  G.  Crothers  left  San  Fran- 
cisco on  January  25  en  route  to  Europe  where  they 
plan  to  spend  six  months. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Berrien  J.  Anderson  of  San  Rafael 
plan  to  tour  through  Italy  and  France  during  the 
Spring  months. 

Mrs.  Charles  W.  Merrill  and  her  son  Mr.  Gregor 
Merrill  are  again  in  Paris.  They  plan  to  return  to 
California  at  the  end  of  this  month. 

Mrs.  Alfred  Hertz  sailed  for  Europe  on  the  S.  S. 
California  and  will  meet  Mr.  Hertz  on  the  Continent. 
They  will  motor  through  Spain  before  returning  to 
California  in  Summer.  Mr.  Hertz  will  again  conduct 
the  concerts  at  the  Hollywood  Bowl. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  Brawner  of  Hillsborough  will 
leave  soon  for  a  trip  abroad. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Michel  D.  Weill  are  en  route  to 
Europe  and  will  remain  abroad  for  six  months. 

Miss  Betty  Zane  has  been  passing  the  winter 
months  in  Nice. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Louis  Cebrian,  who  make  their  home 
in  Madrid,  recently  entertained  Mrs.  Cebrian's  par- 
ents, Mr.  and  Mrs.  Algernon  Crofton. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  W.  Blair  Foster  is  visiting  her  mother,  Mrs. 
Lewis  Cates,  at  the  Ritz-Carlton  in  New  York. 

Mrs.  John  B.  Casserly  is  in  New  York  where  she 
plans  to  remain  until  late  spring. 

Miss  Marion  Fitzhugh  was  among  those  who  at- 
tended the  Beaux  Arts  Ball  given  in  New  York  in 
January.  Miss  Fitzhugh's  headdress  represented  the 
Chrysler  Building. 

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AN  EVENING  spent  making  the  rounds  of 
hotels,  cafes  and  night  clubs,  pretty 
clearly  defines  your  city,  and  accurately 
takes  its  pulse.  Here  the  pleasure  seeker  gets  off 
his  steam  and,  by  the  calibre  of  the  crowd  do 
you  classify  them  night  clubs  or  joints.  Could 
I  get  nasty  right  now  and  point  my  finger! 
The  bulk  of  patronage  comes  from  the  toilers 
who,  fed  up  with  the  daily  grind,  use  these 
places  of  fun  and  frolic  as  a  natural  outlet. 
Much  in  the  minority  are  tables  where  the  so- 
phisticated relax.  And  do  they  relax?  Well! 
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On  the  whole  all  are  very  well  managed  and 
the  crowd  so  good-natured  you  find  restraint 
and  care  struck  off  the  menu.  Quick  impres- 
sions are  that  Marquard's  is  the  dressiest  of  the 
night  clubs,  for  theatre  goers,  loath  to  leave 
the  bright  lights,  crowd  in  after  the  shows. 

The  Silver  Slipper  has  the  best  dance  orches- 
tra— under  the  able  direction  of  Bunny  Burson. 
That,  coupled  with  the  talented  Bunny  Hall 
at  the  piano,  is  the  reason  for  the  big  pink 
bunny  on  the  platform.  All  the  members  are 
clean-cut  looking  young  men  whose  clowning 
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seem  to  follow  the  moods  of  the  dancers — so 
much  so.  that  the  party  who  burst  into  song 
last  Saturday  found  his  tra-la-las  softly  accom- 
panied. That's  going  some.  .  .  .  The  Lido  has 
the  largest  and  best  dance  floor,  while  the  crowd 
of  the  Roof  Garden  is  chummiest. 

The  Apex  is  full  of  color  in  more  ways  than 
one.  for  there  is  atmosphere  here  that  lends 
novelty  and  color.  The  band  and  floor  show 
is  composed  entirely  of  negroes.  And  have  they 
got  rhythm?  Plenty.  Reactions  stuck  out  like 
bumps  all  over  me,  for  I'm  one  hundred  and 
seventeen  pounds  of  syncopation  myself.  Those 
boys  can  certainly  go.  Most  of  the  time  the 
tempo  is  fever  heat  and  if  you've  got  rhythm 
too,  you  are  in  shreds  at  the  end  of  the  evening. 
When  they  slowed  up  once  and  dragged  out 
"Mon  Homme"  that  underlying  sobbing  beat 
made  of  it  almost  a  spiritual.  Something  pow- 
erfully primitive  here,  and  what  they  have  to 
offer  has  "Body  and  Soul."  Frisco  Nick  is 
"jam-up"  as  is  Struttin  Mitchell  with  his  high 
tenor.  Ted  Lewis  walking  into  one  of  these 
night  clubs  would  be  abashed  to  ask  his  famous 
"Is  Everybody  Happy?"  They  is.  It's  written 
on  all  faces,  and  a  grouch  comes  to  a  swift 
sweet  death  here. 

SOMETIMES  in  the  pursuit  of  one's  duties  we 
come  on  a  paradox  where  work  is  play. 
My  round  of  night  clubs  was  that^with 
the  added  delight  of  a  ride  in  a  "quick pick-up," 
the  next  afternoon  to  the  Carolands' — that 
sumptuous  acreage  being  put  on  the  market  by 
Lang  Realty  Company.  Situated  immediately 
in  back  of  Hillsborough,  its  graceful  slopes 
lend  themselves  advantageously  to  display  every 
known  variety  of  tree  and  shrub.  Copses  of 
Acacias — some  most  rare — hardly  leave  a  gasp 
for  the  gorgeous  grove  of  red  gum  that  the  next 
bend  in  the  drive  discloses.  Well,  I'm  no  bot- 
anist, but  I  defy  anybody  not  to  be  enthralled 
with  this  display  of  beauty — all  planted  to 
preserve  the  natural  contours  and  character  of 
the  gorgeous  hills. 


A  palatial  chateau  at  a  five  hundred  foot 
elevation  crowns  this  spot  of  loveliness  and, 
necessarily,  has  a  commanding  view  almost 
feudal.  The  house  of  approximately  one  hun- 
dred rooms  must  have  taken  a  battalion  of  ser- 
vants and  ah  !  me  with  my  one  maid,  that  wants 
one  day  a  week,  take  it  and  like  it!  I've  never 
before  entered  an  empty  home  of  this  size — 
I've  never  really  been  in  one  so  large — that  still 
seems  so  warm.  In  my  fancy  the  gorgeous 
staircase  was  immediately  peopled  with  fragile 
ladies  and  gallant  men.  I  never  want  to  know 
they  weren't.  I  could  see  volumes  of  Balzac, 
Shakespeare.  Goethe.  De  Maupassant  on  those 
towering  shelves  in  the  perfect  library,  while 
the  ballroom  with  its  adjoining  conservatory 
— just  as  in  books  —  was  another  place  for 
dreams.  A  very  French  dining  room  overlooks 
a  plunge  that  glimmers  below  in  the  green, 
like  a  drop  of  star  dust. 

And  now  I'm  off  the  peep-end  and  am  only 
able  to  sputter  to  you  girls  about  the  ladies' 
personal  suite  of  rooms  that  Du  Barry,  the 
Jade,  would  have  given  her  pompadour  for. 
Bed  room,  dressing  room,  living  room  and 
bath  with  the  addition  of  two  extra  large  rooms 
entirely  devoted  to  her  gowns,  hats,  jewels,  etc. 
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Tues.,  March  3— DIE  WALKUERE  with 
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Wed.,  CAVALLERIA  RUSTICANA  with 
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ranzoni; followed  by  I  PAGLIACCI  with 
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Thurs.,  LUCIA  DI  LAMMERMOOR  with 
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Friday,  AID  A  with  Muzio,  Sharnova,  Marshall, 
Formichl,  Kipnis,  Baromeo,  others;  ballet; 
conductor,  Moranzoni. 


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Sat.  Mat.,  DER  ROSENKAVALIER with 
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Sat.  Night,  RIGOLETTO  with  Salvi,  Glade, 
Cortis, Thomas.  Baromeo;  conductor,  St.  Leger. 

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that  if  you — w — we — well — that  is.  if  you 
were  without  clothes  and  someone  yelled 
"Stella!"  you'd  drop  dead.  I  hope  you  get  me. 
It's  really  hard  to  believe  this  place  of  luxury 
is  attainable  just  outside  of  San  Francisco  and 
I'll  always  be  curious  to  know  the  names  of 
the  men  that  combined  money  with  intelligence 
and  took  root  in  this  acreage.  For  here  is  peace, 
beauty  and  simplicity. 

BUT  to  return  to  quite  practical  details — 
aren't  there  times  when  you  feel  that  if 
you  have  to  plan  and  cook  another  meal 
you'll  just  die?  And  the  prospect  of  serving 
regular  delicatessen  just  seems  too  much?  Well, 
good  news!  The  2  Cooks  Kitchen  on  Polk 
Street  is  the  answer.  In  a  delightful,  kitcheny 
looking  shop  that  smells  like  the  old  home  on 
gingerbread  days,  they  will  plan  a  complete 
meal  and  tie  it  up  for  you  to  take  home  and 
serve  in  your  best  china.  Or.  if  you  want  to 
augment  your  cellar  (old  style)  there  are  cup- 
boards of  home  made  jams,  pickles,  et  cetera. 
I  went  in  to  purchase  a  salad  and  came  away 
with  enough  food  under  my  arm  to  feed  an 
army. 


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acing  the  music 

Continued  from  page  11 

the  record  for  grave  and  solemn  deportment. 
Coaxing  the  most  enchanting  music  from  their 
pear  shaped  instruments  (music  which  made 
me  feel  so  young  I  began  to  look  for  the  truant 
officer,  so  afraid  was  I  that  I  ought  to  be  in 
school),  they  yet  remained  the  most  dignified 
quartet  it  has  been  my  luck  to  hear.  The  pity 
of  it  was  that  the  audience  wasn't  five  times  as 
large.  And  though  Marian  Kerby  and  John 
Niles  (Miss  Seckels'  next  attraction)  will  have 
been  in  San  Francisco  before  you  read  these 
lines.  I  would  yet  ask  you  to  keep  Monday 
afternoon,  February  16.  free  so  that  you  may 
attend  a  song  recital  by  Luisa  Espinal.  For  if 
the  beautiful  Luisa  is  only  one-tenth  as  accom- 
plished as  her  lute  playing  compatriots,  you 
will  have  the  time  of  your  life  and  secretly 
bless  The  San  Franciscan  for  having  urged  you 
to  give  up  your  afternoon  session  of  bridge 
to  attend  Miss  Seckels'  Matinee  Musicale. 

And  so  we  come  to  the  closing  paragraph 
of  this  month's  effusion.  You  will  find  many 
important  events  announced  in  the  calendar  of 
coming  attractions.  Appearances  of  Geraldine 
Farrar  and,  on  the  first  of  next  month.  Rach- 
maninoff, are  only  two  of  a  long  list  of  inter- 
esting concerts  planned  for  the  next  few  weeks. 

Opera  lovers  will  get  another  chance  to  in- 
dulge in  their  passion  when  the  Chicago  Civic 
Opera  Company,  led  by  an  array  of  artists  sel- 
dom assembled  in  one  troupe,  will  offer  seven 
performances  in  the  Civic  Auditorium.  Among 
those  who  will  be  heard  at  that  time  are  Claudia 
Muzio,  Tito  Schipa.  John  Charles  Thomas. 
Lodovico  Oliviero.  Frida  Leider,  Maria  Ols- 
zewska, Eugenio  Sandrini.  and  many  others. 
The  following  operas  will  be  presented:  "La 
Traviata."  "Die  Walkuere."  "Cavalleria  Rus- 
ticana,"  "I  Pagliacci,"  "Lucia  di  Lammermor." 
"Aida,"  "Der  Rosenkavalier"  and  "Rigoletto." 
Reservations  for  seats  should  be  made  as  early 
as  possible  with  the  charming  Peter  D.  Conley 
at  the  Sherman.  Clay  and  Co.  store.  Sutter  and 
Kearny  Streets. 

Reigning  Dynasty 

Continued  from  page  30 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Grant  and  Miss  Josephine 
Grant  are  staying  at  the  Hotel  St.  Regis  in  New  York 
at  the  present  time. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Campbell,  the  former  of 
whom  was  recently  appointed  British  Consul  to  New 
York,  are  being  extensively  entertained  in  that  city. 
Mr.  Campbell  succeeds  Sir  Harry  Armstrong. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Ray  Lyman  Wilbur  were  recently  in 
New  York  for  a  few  days,  staying  at  the  Hotel  Penn- 
sylvania. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bernard  W.  Ford  are  in  New  York 
on  a  six  weeks  visit. 


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Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope  Jr.  (Harriett  Brow- 
nell)  are  sojourning  in  New  York  for  a  few  days  with 
Mrs.  Pope's  sister,  Mrs.  Curtis  Hutton.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Pope,  whose  marriage  took  place  on  September  6, 
expect  to  arrive  in  San  Francisco  about  February  11. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mrs.  Alexander  Hamilton  and  Miss  Grace  Hamil- 
ton were  recently  at  Agua  Caliente,  attending  the 
race  meeting.  Mrs.  Hamilton  stayed  at  Hotel  Del 
Coronado  during  her  visit  in  the  south.  Others  in 
her  party  included  Mrs.  Mountford  S.  Wilson,  Miss 
Eda  Sherman,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron, 
Mr.  Edward  Montgomery,  and  Mr.  Leon  Walker. 

Mrs.  Reginald  Courtenay  Jenkins  spent  ten  days 
in  Los  Angeles. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Deming  Wheeler  have  taken  a  house 
in   M"iitecito. 

Mrs.  E.  O.  Bartlett  has  arrived  in  Santa  Barbara 
and  is  visiting  her  son-in-law  and  daughter,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  William  Slater. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster  Jones  are  at  the  Hotel 
Huntington  in  Pasadena. 

Mrs.  A.  N.  Buchanan  and  Miss  Lynda  Buchanan 
are  en  route  to  Panama  where  they  will  visit  with 
Colonel  and  Mrs.   Laurence  Brown. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Cannon  spent  several  weeks 
in   Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  Park  recently  enjoyed  a 
brief  visit  in  Santa  Barbara  with  Mr.  Park's  parents. 
Dr.  and  Mrs.  C.  C.  Park. 

Mrs.  Rolla  V.  Watt  visited  in  Honolulu  during 
January.  She  was  the  guest  of  her  niece,  Mrs.  A.  G. 
Horn. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  R.  Knight,  who  are  occupy- 
ing a  house  in  Montecito,  entertained  a  party  of 
friends  there  recently.  In  the  group  were  Mrs.  Eugene 
Murphy,  Mrs.  Knox  Maddux  and  Mr.  William  Page. 

Miss  Hettie  Stephenson  spent  a  week-end  at  Car- 
mel  recently  and  attended  the  polo  matches  held  on 
the  Del  Monte  field. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  G.  B.  Trayner  were  recently  at  El 
Mirador,  Palm  Springs,  for  a  ten-day  visit. 


Winters  East  andJWest 

Continued  from  page  17 

San  Francisco,  I  passed  the  gates  of  Yosemite 
Valley  under  stormy  skies,  and  drew  up  in 
front  of  The  Ahwahnee.  My  engine  coughed 
and  died,  and  in  the  ensuing  silence  I  could  hear 
the  refrain  of  the  Skaters'  Waltz  from  the  ice 
rink  across  the  valley.  As  I  struggled  with 
various  gadgets  in  an  endeavor  to  reinstate  mo- 
tive power  to  my  conveyance,  groups  of  laugh- 
ing winter  sporters  passed  me.  They  had  an 
excited,  glowing  look  about  them  that  belied 
the  prophesies  of  the  gloom  spreaders.  No 
lethargy  or  listlessness  here!  The  whole  atmos- 
phere was  charged  with  dynamic  vitality. 

Speculating  on  the  contradiction  of  this  vivid 
winter  scene  in  a  land  of  sunshine  and  flowers. 
I  experienced  a  spiteful  feeling  of  supetiority 
over  the  poor  humans  condemned  to  live  with 
their  frozen  radiators  and  their  blizzards,  while 
we  in  San  Francisco,  only  a  few  hours  from  the 
land  of  snow,  can  enjoy  it  when  we  want  it. 
and  leave  it  when  we  tire  of  it. 

GO  ANY  WINTER  to  Tahoe.  to  Yosemite.  to 
Lake  Arrowhead,  and  watch  the  people 
(if  you  can  spare  a  moment  from  your 
own  enjoyment) .  You  will  see  smart  looking 
young  women  in  the  latest  imported  ski  togs: 
boys  and  girls,  impatient  of  the  least  parental 
restraint  that  might  mean  loss  of  precious  time 
on  skates,  or  sleds,  or  toboggans:  youngsters 
tumbling  head  over  heels  in  the  snow:  slim, 
dark  clad  skiers,  swinging  along  with  practiced 
stride.  And  they  all  have  that  same  "something 
terribly  exciting  is  happening  to  me"  look. 

We  Californians  are  new  to  winter  sports, 
but  we  learn  quickly  when  our  athletic  prowess 
is  at  stake.  We  are  not  content  with  fruitless 
snowballing  and  tobogganing  when  sports  that 
call  for  skill  are  waiting  to  be  mastered. 

A  year  ago  a  young  twelve  year  old  from 
Los  Angeles  spent  a  week  in  Yosemite.  She  dis- 
covered the  ice  rink,  and  fell  in  love  with  it. 
This  winter  she  returned  for  the  Fancy  Cos- 
tume Ice  Carnival,  the  big  event  of  the  Christ- 
mas-New Year  holidays,  and  put  on  a  figure 
skating  exhibition  in  front  of  a  gallery  of  six 
hundred  people  that  brought  down  a  storm  of 
applause. 

I  see  young  men  and  women  at  the  ice  rink 
night   after   night,    learning   the   intricacies   of 


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figure  skating,  who.  two  years  ago,  couldn't 
stand  on  skates. 

Most  of  us  think  that  Switzerland  has  the 
skiing  monopoly  of  the  world.  It  may  surprise 
you  to  learn  that  there  are  three  lodges  above 
the  eight  thousand  foot  level  back  of  Yosemite 
Valley  that  can  be  reached  in  winter  only  on 
skis  or  snowshoes — and  no  one  goes  on  snow- 
shoes,  they  date  one  so. 

Early  in  the  fall  these  lodges  are  stocked 
with  bedding  and  provisions  to  last  the  winter. 
Last  year,  at  Snow  Creek  Ski  Lodge  alone, 
there  were  more  than  fifty  visitors,  men  and 
women. 

Aside  from  winter  sports  for  the  individual 
participant,  many  major  snow  and  ice  com- 
petitions are  held  annually  at  California  re- 
sorts. Last  year  saw  the  Sierra  Dog  Derby  from 
Truckee  to  Lake  Tahoe.  and  the  first  annual 
Speed  Skating  Championships  and  the  Inter- 
collegiate Hockey  and  Speed  Skating  Meet  for 
the  President  Hoover  Cup  at  Yosemite.  In  addi- 
tion, this  year,  the  California  Olympic  skating 
trials  will  be  held  at  Yosemite  and  the  ski  trials 
at  Lake  Tahoe.  California  boasts  well  organ- 
ized amateur  skating  and  ski  associations,  as 
well. 

Don't  "no  season"  me!  The  days  of  rainy 
weekends,  spent  in  boredom  or  bridge  games. 
are  over.  Rain  in  the  cities  means  snow  in  the 
mountains.  Winter  sport  in  California,  a 
struggling  weakling  ten  years  ago.  is  healthy, 
hearty  and  here  to  stay  today. 


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Continued  from  page  16 
it  was  the  silences  more  than  the  applause  that 
plumbed  the  depths  of  its  feeling. 

WHICH  brings  us  to  a  specific  appreciation 
of  "Up  Pops  the  Devil."  It  is  one  of 
the  most  plotless  comedies  of  the  present 
day.  depending  on  its  lines  and  its  characteriza- 
tion to  put  its  idea  over.  It  even  lacks  a  villain. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

We  kept  hoping  that  the  literary  agent  would 
develop  into  a  villian  but  his  villiany  refused 
to  jell.  We  should  like  the  name  and  address 
of  the  literary  agent  who  inspired  the  author. 
Our  personal  representative  in  New  York  is  a 
fine  gentleman  but  we  are  sure  he  would  never 
go  the  lengths  of  the  literary  agent  in  "Up  Pops 
the  Devil."  Here  is  a  man  who  gives  advice  (we 
think  it  proved  unsound)  secures  advances,  or 
when  he  can't,  produces  them  from  his  own 
pocket  with  only  four  chapters  of  a  beginner's 
novel  completed,  gives  the  deserted  wife  a  job 
in  his  office  and  is  even  prepared  to  take  her  off 
the  husband's  hands  at  the  price  of  marriage. 
And  never  once  does  he  advance  his  chances  by 
so  much  as  one  dirty  dig  at  his  rival.  We 
repeat  he  is  too  good  to  be  true  but  he  makes 
nice  dramatic  material.  Raymond  Hackett  and 
Ann  Teasman  play  very  charmingly  and  ade- 
quately what  we  presume  are  the  leading  parts. 
But  this  does  not  prevent  John  Arledge  and 
Esther  Howard  from  stealing  a  good  part  of 
the  show.  Mr.  Arledge's  inebriation  is  enchant- 
ing, assisted  undoubtedly  by  a  shock  of  re- 
bellious blond  hair.  One  could  no  more  refuse 
him  the  key  to  one's  gin  chest  than  one  could 
refuse  a  gamboling  kitten  a  saucer  of  milk. 
We  all  know  such  imbibers.  They  are  too 
diverting  to  incur  our  wrath.  We  rail  against 
them  in  private  but  when  they  show  up  we 
open  our  door  with  a  smile. 

"Up  Pops  the  Devil"  may  not  be  a  weighty 
show  on  the  surface  but  it  has  a  bit  of  pro- 
fundity tucked  under  its  smooth  surface.  It 
might  almost  be  Dorothy  Dix  dramatized: 
Don't  grub-stake  your  husband;  don't  let  your 
house  be  overrun  by  gin-drinking  casuals,  even 
when  they  are  charming:  and  don't  tell  every- 
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to  have  a  baby.  Above  all.  don't  have  even 
casual  traffic  with  a  blue-eyed  "yon-all"  girl 
from  south  of  the  Mason-Dixon  line — a  part 
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WEDDINGS 

STEELE-BOLTOX.  On  February  4th,  in  San 
Francisco,  Mr.  Shorb  Steele,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
James  King  Steele  of  Manila,  and  Miss  Betty 
Bolton,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Robert  C.  Bolton  and  the 
late  Robert   Bolton. 

WORDEN-BEEDY.  On  February  7th,  in  San 
Francisco,  Mr.  John  B.  Worden,  son  of  Mr.  Henry 
Worden,  and  Miss  Caroline  Beedy,  daughter  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  \V.  L.  Beedy. 

Ml'RCHIE-REDINGTON".  On  February  14th, 
in  San  Mateo,  Mr.  Donald  Murchie,  son  of  Mr. 
Guy  Murchie  of  Boston,  and  Miss  Mary  Redington, 
daughter    of    Mr.    and    Mrs.    Arthur    H.    Redington. 

FLEMING-COOPER.  On  February  19th,  in 
New  York.  Mr.  Wallace  Fleming,  Jr..  son  of  Mr. 
Wallace  Fleming  and  the  late  Mrs.  Fleming,  and 
Miss  Jane  Cooper,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Oscar 
Cooper. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

In  honor  of  her  sister-in-law.  Mme.  Henri  Dehost 
of  Paris,  Mrs.  Dean  Witter  entertained  with  a  large 
tea  at  her  home  in  Washington  Street.  Mrs.  Thomas 
Ruhm  of  Seattle  shared  honors  at  the  tea  with  Mme. 
Debost. 

Mrs.  Jackson  Fleming  of  New  York,  secretary  of 
the  Town  Hall  of  New  York,  was  honor  guest  at  a 
luncheon  given  by  Miss  Louise  Boyd. 

M  r.  and  Mrs.  Cliff  Weatherwax  of  Burlingame 
were  among  those  who  entertained  for  Mrs.  Osgood 
Pell  of  Paris,  who  has  been  the  house  guest  of  Mr. 
and   Mrs.   Walter  G.    Filer. 

During  the  visit  here  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward 
Bright  Bruce,  during  an  exhibit  of  Mr.  Bruce's 
paintings  at  the  Gump  Galleries,  they  were  the 
guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Ehrman  at  their 
home  in   Washington  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Parrot  were  guests  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Henry  Potter  Russell  at  the  Potter  ranch 
in  Carmel  Yalley  recently.  Mrs,  Parrot  is  at  present 
having  her  portrait  painted  by  the  Hon.  Joseph 
Sigall. 

San  Francisco  society  is  looking  forward  to  the 
visit  of  Mrs.  Reginald  Vanderbilt  and  Lady  Milford 
Haven,  who  will  be  in  San  Francisco  until  March 
10th,   when   they  will   return  to   New    York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Sigmund  Stern  have  been  entertain- 
ing as  their  house  guest  Miss  Suzanna  Bloch.  daugh- 
ter of  the  eminent  composer,  Ernest  Bloch.  Miss 
Bloch  is  also  a  composer  and  teacher. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edouard  Thys  ( Beatrice  Horst) 
are  again  in  San  Francisco,  and  are  staying  with 
Mrs.  Thys'  parents.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  Clemens  Horst, 
in    Presidio  Terrace. 


THE 

REIGNING 

DYNASTY 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Willian  H.  Crocker  entertained 
their  son-in-law  and  daughter.  Count  Andre  de  Limur 
and  Countess  de  Limur,  of  London,  at  the  Crocker 
home   in   Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Ernest  E.  Gunther  was  the  complimented 
guest  at  a  luncheon  given  for  her  by  Mrs.  Lawrence 
E.    Bowes. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Xigh,  Jr..  gave  a  din- 
ner in  honor  of  Miss  Jessie  Leonard,  their  house 
guest,  who  makes  her  home  in  Reno. 

Mrs.  Whitelaw  Reid  of  London  was  entertained 
at  luncheon  shortly  alter  her  arrival  in  Hillsborough. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope.  Jr.,  were  hosts  to 
Miss  Dorothy  Mein  and  Miss  Frances  Mein  at  Del 
Monte  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edmunds  Lyman  recently  passed 
the  week  end  with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Tohn  Magee  at 
Pebble    Beach. 

Mrs.  Brooks  Frothingham  of  Cohasset  and  Santa 
Barbara    has    been   a   guest    at    the    Hotel    Fairmont. 

Mrs.  William  Kent,  Jr.,  gave  a  large  tea  at  her 
home  in  Scott  Street  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Lewers  Paris 
of  Honolulu.  Mrs.  E.  Bancroft  Towne  also  enter- 
tained for  Mrs.  Paris,  the  occasion  being  a  luncheon. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Irving  Randall  of  Chicago,  who  are 
sojourning  in  California  for  a  time  and  have  taken  a 
house  at  Los  Altos,  were  honor  guests  at  a  buffet 
supper  given  by  Mr.  Randall's  brother  and  sister-in- 
law.   Mr.   and   Mrs.   William   Duvall   Dickey. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  McXear  gave  a  dinner 
at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs. 
Osgood  Pell  of  Paris. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Count  and  Countess  Degenard  von  Wurmbrand 
entertained  a  group  of  the  younger  set  at  an  evening 
gathering   at   their   new   home   in    Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Clinton  E.  Worden  and  Mrs.  Nelson  T. 
Shaw  entertained  at  a  luncheon  at  the  San  Francisco 
Golf   and    Country    Club   in   honor   of    Miss   Christine 


Miller,   one  of  the  debutantes  of  the  winter. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  Park  of  Burlingame  enter- 
tained the  members  of  the  Murchie-Redington  bridal 
party   following  the  rehearsal   of  the  ceremony. 

Mrs.  William  D.  Thomas  (Helen  Marye)  will 
leave  for  the  East  on  March  10th  after  concluding  a 
brief  visit  in  San  Francisco.  With  her  mother,  Mrs. 
George  T.  Marye,  Mrs.  Thomas  plans  to  go  to 
Europe  early   in  the  spring. 

Miss  Elizabeth  Forderer  will  be  married  to  Mr. 
Ernest  Charlston  on  Thursday  evening,  March  12th, 
at  the  home  of  the  bride-elect's  mother,  Mrs.  George 
S.   Forderer,  on   Broadway. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Leib  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Richard  S.  McCreery  were  among  those  who  enter- 
tained at  dinner  parties  preceding  the  musicale  given 
by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  T.  Cameron  at  their  home 
in  Burlingame.  Miss  Marion  Kerby  and  Mr.  John 
Xiles   were   the   recitalists. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Pope,  Jr.,  are  occupying 
the  home  of  the  Senior  Popes  in  Burlingame. 

Miss  Ines  Mejia  entertained  a  group  of  the 
younger  set  at  a  buffet  supper  at  her  home  in  Hyde 
Street. 

Mrs.  A.  B.  Spreckels  gave  a  luncheon  for  a  party 
of  twelve  friends  at  her  home  in   Washington  Street. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Willis  J.  Walker  opened  their 
Pebble  Beach  home  for  a  week  end  during  late 
February  when  their  guests  included  among  others 
Miss  Xatica  Xast  of  New   York. 

Mrs.  J.  B.  Casserly  will  return  from  New  York 
shortly  and  plans  to  take  a  house  in  Carmel  for  the 
summer. 

Celebrating  the  appearance  of  her  latest  novel, 
"Sophisticates."  Mrs.  Gertrude  Atherton  gave  a  din- 
ner party  at  the  home  of  her  daughter,  Mrs.  Ather- 
ton Russell,  in  Green  Street. 

The  first  of  a  series  of  Spring  Fashion  Teas  will 
take  place  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  on  March  9th. 
Members  of  the  Junior  League  will  act  as  manni- 
kins.  The  proceeds  from  these  teas  maintain  the 
Junior   League   Home  for  Dependent   Children. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alan  C.  Van  Fleet  celebrated  their 
wedding  anniversary  recently  by  giving  an  informal 
dance  at  the  Woodside  Country   Club. 

Word  has  been  received  here  by  the  friends  of 
Princess  Alesandra-  Victoria  of  Schleswig-Holstein 
of  her  impending  visit  to  California  late  in  the 
spring.  The  Princess  is  an  artist  of  international  note. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Daniel  C.  Jackling  have  returned 
from  another  of  their  extended  yachting  cruises  and 
are  again  established  at  their  apartments  in  the 
Hotel  Mark  Hopkins. 

Steeplechase  events,  at  two- week  intervals,  are 
being   held   this   month    on   the   Monterey    Peninsula. 

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VOLUME  X  MARCH,  1931  NUMBER  5 

Articles  and  Features 

Ghosts  and  Uplift,  by  Edward  A.  Morphy 

Black  Island,  by  Philip  Nesbitt 10 

Today's  Opera  House,  by  Harris  C.  Allen,  A.  I.  A 14 

Porto'  Call,  by  Lucrezia  Kemper 18 

Moaning  at  the  Bar,  by  Brookes 22 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told,  short  comment  and  humor 8-9 

Reignipg  Dynasty,  by  Josephine  Bartlett 4 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 30 

Short  Stories 

Lonely,  by  Leslie  Connor  Williams 

At  Home,  by  Flagstaff 10 

Criticism 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 13 

Views  and  Reviews  of  Books,  by  Fritoff  Michelson 14 

Facing  the  Music,  by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 17 

Passing  Shows,  by  Aline  Kistler 21 

Verse 

Lost  Lady,  by  Constance  Ferris 22 

When  I  Have  Failed,  by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 15 

Illustrations 

Spring,  photograph  by  Johan  Hagemeyer 6 

Cartoon,  by  Jack  Cofer 8 

Cartoon,  by  Hermione  Palmer 9 

Drawings  of  Haiti,  by  Philip  Nesbitt 10-11 

Mary  Austin,  photograph 12 

The  New  Opera  House,  by  Francis  Todhunter 14 

Our  Novelists,  etching  by  Will  Dyson 15 

Dominga  Russell,  photograph  by  Charles  B.  Barrett 16 

Paul  Robeson,  sculpture  by  Annette  Rosenshine 

Waterfront  Sketches,  by  Warren  Chase  Merritt 18-19 

Tom  Douglas,  photograph  by  De  Forrest 20 

Senora  Frieda  de  Rivera,  photograph  by  Edward  Weston 20 

Self-Portrait,  by  Otis  Oldfield 21 


SPRING 


Far  from  the  sentimental  version 
of  Spring  is  this  sophisticated 
photograph  by  Johan  Hagemeyer 
who  divides  his  time  between  San 
Francisco  and  his  Hollywood  studio. 


THE   SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Ghosts  and  Uplift 


by  Edward  A.  Morphy 


COMPARATIVELY  few  of  us  can  hope 
to  attain  that  profound  knowl- 
edge of  human  nature  and  abiding 
faith  therein  which  are  the  essential 
qualities  of  the  perfect  optimist.  Most 
of  us,  however,  can  recognize  the 
symptoms  whereby  the  observant  stu- 
dent of  mankind  learns  whether  the 
trend  of  any  community  at  a  given 
time  is  toward  the  demnition  bow- 
wows or  along  the  path  of  uplift. 

When  the  prosperity  of  the  com- 
munity, as  indicated  by  the  efforts  of 
its  press  or  its  panders,  is  toward 
the  consideration  of  purely  material 
things,  then  we  have  cause  for  alarm. 
When  on  the  other  hand  the  com- 
munal taste  inclines  toward  things  of 
the  spirit,  spiritual,  we  know  that  we 
are  keeping  one  foot  on  the  straight 
and  narrow  way. 

Hence  the  intense  comfort  and  cause 
for  gladness  that  all  of  us  right-think- 
ing people  have  been  able  to  find  in 
the  interview  with  the  ghost  of  the 
late  Mr.  Rudolph  Valentino  which 
has  recently  been  contributed  to  the 
Hearst  papers  by  the  chairman  of  the 
New  York  Section  of  the  American 
Society  for  Psychical  Research. 

Among  others  present  at  this  not- 
able event  was  Miss  Ruth  Roland,  the 
screen  actress.  To  her,  Mr.  Valentino's 
ghost,  speaking  through  the  medium, 
Mr.  George  Wehner,  said: 

"I  am  glad  to  be  here  and  able  to 
talk  to  you.  Strange,  isn't  it?" 

To  which  Miss  Roland  replied: 

"Very  strange." 

In  the  view  thus  briefly  but  cog- 
ently expressed.  Miss  Roland,  one 
believes,  may  expect  the  concurrence 
of  all  thoughtful  people. 

With  the  opinions  of  Mr.  Valen- 
tino's ghost  in  respect  of  such  matters 
as  reincarnation,  or  the  manner  of  Mr. 
Valentino's  latest  demise  a  few  years 
ago.  these  comments  have  no  concern. 

A  ghost  naturally  and  inevitably 
puts  himself  upon  a  plane  superior  to 
human  argument  and  human  criticism. 
What  it  is  desired  here  to  emphasize 
is  the  fact  that  the  sometimes  mater- 
ialistically inclined  Hearst  press  should 
now  appreciate  the  soulfulness  of  the 
great  red-blooded  masses  that  are  all 
too  often  accused  of  preferring  foot- 
ball news  to  the  other  forms  of  in- 
tellectual pabulum,  and  should  be 
feeding  these  masses  with  such  truly 
spiritual  fare  as  is  this  interview  with 


the  ghost  of  Mr.  Valentino. 


AT  THE  same  time,  it  is  worthy  of 
.  note  that  the  public  interest 
*  aroused  in  Mr.  Valentino's  ex- 
cursions among  the  Shades  was  largely 
divided  with  the  interest  contempor- 
aneously aroused  by  the  official  an- 
nouncements on  the  subject  of  pot 
likker  issued  by  the  Hon.  Huey  Long 
of  Louisiana,  who  sees  in  the  con- 
sumption of  that  ambrosial  fluid  the 
termination  of  all  difficulties  between 
professional  politicians  of  opposing 
beliefs  in  this  republic. 

The  great  Brillat  Savarin  spent 
some  years  contemplating  the  culinary 
excellencies  of  America:  but  he  failed 
to  make  any  record  of  pot  likker  in 
his  immortal  Physiologic  du  Gout. 
Savarin,  however,  died  more  than  a 
hundred  years  ago,  and  it  is  possible 
that  pot  likker  had  not  then  been  in- 
vented. 

It  is  to  be  deplored,  however,  that 
Governor  Long's  eulogy  of  the  stuff 
should  have  aroused  the  exacerbated 
discussions  that  have  since  been  figur- 
ing in  the  newspapers  as  to  whether 
dunking  is  or  is  not  comme  il  faut  in 
the  consumption  of  pot  likker. 

Of  course  this  pot  likker  is  a  highly 
specialized  subject,  one  which  nor- 
mally should  not  come  within  the 
purview  of  any  casual  publicist  writ- 
on  general  topics.  But,  like  the  equally 
esoteric  talking  ghost  of  Mr.  Valen- 
tino, it  has  become  an  obsession  of  the 
American  mind,  and  merits  some  brief 
explanation: 

Pot  likker  appears  to  be  a  species  of 
dish-water  prepared  by  boiling  simple 
herbs  into  a  broth,  as  did  the  holy 
Hieronymus  and  his  emulators,  the 
sainted  Jerome  in  the  desert  of  Chalcis, 
and  other  noted  cenobites  of  old. 
Unlike  this  soup  of  the  more  famous 
extremists,  however,  pot  likker,  ac- 
cording to  some  authorities,  should  be 
reinforced  with  dumplings  made  from 
corn  meal.  Others  deny  the  need  of 
dumplings,  but  contend  that  corn- 
pone — a  bready  substance  made  of 
cornmeal — should  be  consumed  with 
the  pot  likker. 

Some  say  that  this  pone  should  be 
used  to  sop  up  or  mop  up  the  likker. 
Still  others  contend  that  this  habit  of 
sopping  or  mopping  up  the  pot  likker 
with  corn  pone — a  custom  known 
among  its  devotees  as  dunking — is  a 


gastronomical  solecism  and.  like  lick- 
ing the  platter  after  meals,  is  not  sanc- 
tioned in  the  higher  pot  likking  estab- 
lishments. In  a  dispute  of  this  nature, 
in  which  so  many  local  customs  and 
traditions  are  involved  and  which 
concerns  a  proclivity  that  is  in  no 
sense  Californian.  it  would  be  invid- 
ious here  to  proffer  advice  or  admoni- 
tion. The  word  "dunking"  has  un- 
questionably a  musical  sound  about 
it,  and  may  be  very  nice.  The  prob- 
lem as  to  whether  a  gentleman  or  lady 
who  desires  to  lick  the  plate  after 
dining  should  lick  it  from  right  to 
left,  as  go  the  hands  of  a  clock,  or 
should  proceed  in  the  opposite  direc- 
tion has  never  yet  been  satisfactorily 
solved.  It  may  be  assumed  that  the 
analogous  problem  of  dunking  will 
also  remain  indefinitely  open. 

MEANWHILE  it  seems  a  profound 
pity  that  this  problem  should 
have  cropped  up  at  a  time  when 
we  had  amongst  us  as  a  guest  the  one 
great  savant  of  modern  times  who 
could  have  devoted  to  the  subject  the 
attention  to  which  undoubtedly  it  is 
entitled,  and  who  could  ha  ;e  brought 
to  his  consideration  of  the  issues  it 
involves  a  mind  perfectly  free  from 
local  or  national  prejudices  or  bias: 
and  yet  the  idea  of  seeking  his  counsel 
in  the  premises  does  not  appear  to 
have  occurred  to  anybody. 

Not  only  had  we  Professor  Einstein 
in  our  midst  while  the  controversy 
was  raging  but  we  also  had  Mrs. 
Einstein. 

It  may  not  seem  gracious  to  suggest 
linking  the  name  of  a  lady  with  a 
controversy  so  bitter  as  that  which 
concerned  the  matter  of  pot  likker  and 
dunking.  But  both  pot  likker  and 
dunking  seem  to  be  largely  domestic 
matters,  and  in  such  matters  the  in- 
spired proponent  of  the  Einstein 
theories  has  always  sought  the  counsel 
of  his  gifted  spouse. 

Another  grave  oversight  in  this 
connection  was  that  of  the  chairman 
of  the  Psychical  Research  Society  who 
secured  the  interview  with  Mr.  Valen- 
tino's ghost. 

How  was  it  that  when  the  world 
was  reeling  under  the  impact  of  the 
dunking  controversy  not  one  word 
concerning  the  subject  of  pot  likker 
was  included  in  the  twelve  questions 
submitted  to  Mr.  Valentino's  ghost? 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THESE  days  of  the  reign  of  the  archi- 
tect and  interior  decorator,  one 
understands  at  a  glance  the  situa- 
tion that  arose  in  the  home  of  Peter  B. 
Kyne  recently.  Mr.  Kyne  had  bought 
a  painting  that  he  treasured  highly  for 
reasons  of  his  own  enjoyment.  He  had 
designated  it  for  over  the  mantel  in 
the  house  that  was  being  built  for 
him.  But  his  wife  came  to  him  greatly 
perturbed. 

"You  can't  have  that  painting  over 
the  fireplace,  dear." 
"And  why  not?" 
"The  architect  .  .  ." 
"What  about  the  architect?" 
"He  says  .  .  .  that  ...  it  doesn't  fit 
the  room." 

The  author  gulped.  He.  the  creator 
of  virile,  he-men  characters,  was  he  to 
be  intimidated  by  a  mere  architect ' 
He  was  not.  With  a  few  well  chosen 
words,  not  necessarily  for  publication, 
he  gave  instructions.  The  design  of  the 
fireplace  was  changed,  even  the  style 
of  the  room  was  revised — but  the 
painting  hangs  over  the  Kyne  mantel. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  knows 
that  every  good  little  mayor  becomes 
a  governor  when  he  grows  up. 

IT  IS  considered  perfectly  legal  and  in 
order  for  California  motorists  to  go 
hunting  for  whales  by  automobiles, 
according  to  the  "California  Vehicle 
Act" of  1929.  In  Chapter  XVIII  Par. 
187,  the  extraordinary  law  is  described 
as  follows: 

"It  is  a  disdemeanor  to  shoot  at  any 
kind   of  game  bird   or   mammal  .  .  . 
except  a  whale  .  .  .  from  an  automo- 
bile ..." 

Sutro  Gardens  bring  a  scent  of 
the  Old  Carriage  Days  .  .  .  Crunchy 
Gravel  .  .  .  What  remarkable  Pos- 
sibilities has  Miss  Helen  Buel  of  the 
Guild  Players  .  .  .  And  some  one  said 
the  Republican  Party  was  like  Louis 
the  XV  .  .  .  After  him  the  Deluge  .  .  . 
Truly  Vision  Avenue  in  Oakland  is 
a  Blind  Street  .  .  .  And  there  is  the 
Fife  Building  on  Drumm  Street  .  .  . 
And  I  am  looking  for  Corps  Alley 
.  .  .  Earl  Lee  and  Donald  McClure 
have  a  striking  resemblance  .  .  .  And 
there  is  a  sign  on  McAllister  Street 
that  reads  "Home  Made  Cooked  Fish" 
.  .  .  And  how  should  it  read?  .  .  . 
With  what  majestic  grace  the  Malolo 
sweeps  from  the  harbor  .  .  .  Why  do 
all  the  pictures  of  Eve  show  her  with 
a  navel?  .  .  .  And  that  blasts  the  rib 
theory  .  .  .  And  now  that  Spring  is 
at  hand  one  sees  spats  peeking  from 
beneath  the  trouser  cuffs  of  the  Powell 
Street  Gentry  .  .  .  And  what  a  catas- 
trophe it  would  be  if  caught  beneath 
the  feet  of  the  Thundering  Herd  as 
they  make  for  the  five-thirty  ferry  .  .  . 


NOW 
IT  CAN 
BE  TOLD 


Daily,  walking  jauntily,  a  girl  is  seen 
on  Powell  Street  who  wears  a  man's 
hat,  carries  men's  gloves  and  cane,  and 
wears  a  man's  overcoat  .  .  .  And  the 
time  of  stroll  never  varies,  further- 
more she  is  most  beautiful  .  .  .  What 
is  more  annoying  than  the  rattling  of 
paper  in  a  theatre  .  .  .  Tapping  of  feet 
on  the  seat  you  are  sitting  in  .  .  .  How 
beautiful  against  the  sky  is  the  cobalt 
green  tile  on  the  steeples  of  the  church 
next  old  Mission  Dolores  .  .  .  And 
there  is  a  Soda  Jerker  on  Geary  Street 
that  has  a  Master's  degree  in  English 
and  speaks  out  of  the  side  of  his  mouth 
.  .  .  Why  does  the  girl  atop  the  column 
in  Union  Square  carry  the  Pitchfork 
and  the  Wreath  ...  A  haberdashery  is 
showing  a  lounging  robe  with  a  ciga- 
ret  case  pocket,  a  flask  pocket  and  a 
gun  pocket.  .  .Straight  from  Chicago. 

IN  ITS  customary  gesture  of  making 
guests  perfectly  at  home,  the  St. 
Francis  hotel  provided  Rachmaninoff 
with  a  Steinway  in  his  room  during 
his  recent  visit  to  San  Francisco.  But 
courtesy  to  one  brings  its  obligations 
to  others  so  there  was  nothing  to  do 
but  comply  with  the  request  of  a  rival 
pianist  in  the  room  next  to  that  occu- 
pied by  Mr.  Rachmaninoff  for  a  simi- 
lar instrument.  The  management  could 
not  forsee  the  long  arm  of  spite  into 
whose  hands  they  had  played. 

That  night  the  celebrated  pianist 
had  scarcely  retired  when  he  was 
startled  to  hear  the  opening  chords  to 
his  C  Sharp  Minor  Prelude  .  .  .  tum- 


"An  I  sez  to  her,  wha'dy'u  know  about 
Einstein." 


tum-taa  .  .  .  The  composer  waited, 
every  nerve  on  edge  until  the  progres- 
sion should  be  resolved.  But  no  further 
sound  came.  In  desperation  he  jumped 
up,  opened  his  piano  and  finished  the 
phrase  on  his  own  piano.  At  ease 
again,  he  returned  to  bed  but  had 
barely  relaxed  his  muscles  when  again 
came  that  tum-tum-taa  .  .  .  and  then 
silence.  Try  as  he  would,  he  could  not 
resist  springing  out  of  bed  to  complete 
the  phrase.  With  baleful  zest,  the  re- 
vengeful pianist  continued  throughout 
the  night,  varying  the  intervals  but 
letting  the  composer  get  no  more  than 
a  wink  of  sleep  before  he  should  be 
again  disturbed  with  the  provocative 
tum-tum-taa. 

IT  IS  now  a  matter  of  court  record 
that  a  Middle  Western  butter  and 
egg  man  on  the  verge  of  retiring  in 
Los  Angeles  was  recently  approached 
by  persuasive  realtors  of  the  glib 
southern  city.  Although  he  stated  that 
he  was  not  yet  ready  to  purchase  a 
home,  he  was  persuaded  that  the  place 
of  his  dreams  awaited  him.  ready  for 
his  immediate  occupancy  and  he  should 
at  least  look  it  over. 

Reluctantly,  he  accompanied  the 
eager  ones  to  the  mansion  they  had 
described.  He  was  met  by  an  array  of 
obsequious  footmen  and  butlers,  who 
bowed  him  into  the  drawing  room 
where  a  concealed  stringed  orchestra 
played  seductive  strains.  The  progres- 
sion from  one  palatial  room  to  the 
next  was  a  crescendo  of  delight,  each 
room  being  more  wonderful  than  the 
last  in  its  appointments  and  the  com- 
pleteness of  its  accessories.  The  ball- 
room was  supplied  with  dancing  girls, 
the  patio  pool  held  a  bevy  of  bathing 
beauties  and  even  the  cellar  lacked  none 
of  the  accessories  to  make  it  a  dream 
realization.  The  quality  of  the  latter, 
naturally  had  to  be  sampled — and 
shared  with  the  fair  inhabitants  of  the 
mansion.  What  a  party!  .  .  .  leading 
finally  to  the  stroke  of  the  pen  that 
spelled  ownership  for  the.  by  that 
time,  somewhat  vague  butter  and  egg 
man  and  independence  for  the  catering 
realtors. 

The  next  morning,  however,  the 
owner  woke  with  a  headache  and 
numerous  regrets  for,  much  to  his  as- 
tonishment, the  bed  in  which  he  lay 
was  the  only  piece  of  furniture  re- 
maining in  the  entire  mansion.  Gone 
were  the  stringed  orchestra  and  the 
footmen,  the  bathing  beauties  and  even 
the  contents  of  the  cellar.  With  self- 
made  haste,  the  man  made  his  way  to 
the  courts  which  in  due  time,  with  a 
total  disregard  for  the  furtherance  of 
Los  Angeles'  greatest  home  industry, 
ordered  the  realtors  to  refund  the  pur- 
chase price  and  so  sooth  the  feelings  of 
the  retiring  Middle  Westerner. 


MARCH,  1931 


Editor's"  Note:  Hermione  Palmer  first  attracted  attention  with 
cartoons  in  "Pelican"  and  other  University  of  California 
publications.  She  has  recently  returned  to  San  Francisco  afte' 
two  successfuryears  in  New  York, 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


AtH 


ome 


by  Flagstaff 


"Believe  it  or  not"  Ripley 
(with  all  apologies) 

RIP — Eggs,  bacon,  and  waffles  again 
this  morning?  Fine!  A  black 
chicken  on  the  island  of  Sardinia 
laid  a  white  and  yellow  egg  with  a 
brown  shell  from  which  was  hatched 
two  roosters,  three  huns.  and  a  frog 
which  was  entirely  deaf.  Will  you  pass 
me  the  butter,  dear?  Butter  is  churned 
from  elephant  milk  in  certain  parts  of 
Africa,  the  soured  milk  being  placed 
in  basketball  bladders.  But  I'll  have 
cow  butter  please. 

Mrs.  Rip — Aren't  you  going  to  eat 
your  grapefruit? 

Rip — Grapefruit  is  not  a  fruit,  it 
is  a  fire  extinguisher.  By  the  way,  do 
you  know  that  natives  of  Borneo 
amuse  themselves  by  spitting  against 
the  wind?  Will  you  pour  the  coffee, 
dear?  A  coffee  bean  is  not  a  bean — 
it's  ground. 

Mrs.  Rip — Here  is  your  waffle. 

Rip — The  waffle  was  invented  by 
a  prisoner  in  an  Ohio  prison  who  at- 
tempted to  throw  a  pancake  through 
a  jail  window.  For  this  service  to 
mankind  he  was  pardoned  by  Gover- 
nor Topoopot,  whose  name  is  spelled 
the  same  backward  and  forward.  This 
was  in  1881  which  is  also  written  the 
same  backward  and  forward,  and 
would  you  mind  passing  me  sugar, 
dear,  backward  and  forward.  Thanks. 
But  you  haven't  much  to  say  this 
morning,  which  is  unusual  enough  for 
a  couple  of  cartoons.  What's  the 
matter? 

Mrs.  Rip — I  saw  you  get  out  of  a 
taxi  last  night  with  a  lady,  you  de- 
ceiver! 

Rip — That  was  no  lady,  that  was 
my — why,  my  dear,  it  was  you!  Be- 
lieve it  or 

Mrs.  Rip — (Picking  up  waffle-iron 
and  administering  chastisement)  — 
Believe  it  or  what? 

Rip — (Feeling  his  head)- — Or — or 
knot! 

G.  W.  Wickersham 
(with  all  apolosies) 

Mrs.  Wickersham — Good 
morning,  George.  Did  you 
sleep  well  last  night? 
G.  W. — Well,  yes,  and  no.  I  didn't 
wake  up  during  the  night,  and  really 
haven't  given  it  sufficient  considera- 
tion. But  on  the  whole,  no  and  yes — ■ 
with  reservations.  I  should  have  re- 
mained awake  to  think  about  it,  but 
on  the  other  hand 


Mrs.  Wickersham — You  must  sit 
right  down  to  breakfast,  before  the 
coffee  gets  cold,  dear.  Goodness,  I 
think  it's  cold  already.  Try  it,  George. 
Is  it  cold? 

G.  W.— H'm!  It  all  depends.  I 
would  hardly  go  so  far  as  to  say  the 
coffee  in  question  is  below  the  tem- 
perature adapted  to  my  palate,  even 
with  reservations.  Still,  it's  not  too 
hot.  Is  that  what  you  wanted  to  know, 
m'  dear?  I  can  give  you  a  report " 

Mrs.  Wickersham — Do  eat  your 
breakfast,  George.  It's  such  a  splendid 
morning.  Don't  you  think  it  is,  dear? 

G.  W. — Don't  you  think  I  really 
ought  to  phone  the  weatherman,  be- 
fore advancing  an  opinion?  Personally 
— but  who's  that  at  the  door,  m'  dear? 

Mrs.  Wickersham — It  must  be  the 
man  who  called  about  the  lawn  yes- 
terday. George.  He  wants  to  know 
whether  or  not  we  want  new  grass 
put  in  this  spring. 

G.  W. — I  hope  you  didn't  advance 
an  opinion! 

Mrs.  Wickersham — I  thought  I'd 
let  you  decide  about  that,  dear.  You 
know  we've  been  talking 

G.  W. — Well,  I'm  in  favor  of  the 
new  lawn.  You're  in  favor  of  it,  too, 
and  the  entire  family  is  in  favor  of  it, 
as  far  as  I  am  able  to  judge. 

Mrs.  Wickersham — Splendid!  We 
are  getting  somewhere  at  last.  Shall 
I  tell  him  to  go  ahead  with  it? 

G.  W. — Yes,  and  no.  Individually, 
the  family  is  in  favor  of  it.  but  taken 
as  a  whole,  the  Wickershams  are 
against  the  proposition — and  you  can 
tell  him  that  in  a  couple  of  years. 

Jim  Tully 
(with  all  apolosies) 

MRS.  TULLY —  Are  you  just  get- 
ting in,  dear? 
Tully — Hell  yes,  honey,  and  I 
had  one  helluva  time  gettin'  to  this 
shanty!  Rode  the  rods  on  a  Yellow 
cab  to  the  corner  of  Western  and  Wil- 
shire,  and  had  to  hit  the  pavement. 
Luckily,  though  I  made  the  tail  end 
of  a  Cad  limo  without  the  dicks  seein' 
me.  and  rode  the  spare  the  rest  o'  the 
way. 

Mrs.  Tully — I'm  sure  you  must  be 
tired.  What  time  is  it.  Jim? 

Tully — Twelve  o'clock!  And  if 
that  d — n  clock  strikes  two  times  and 
quits,  like  it  did  last  night,  I'll  go 
downstairs  and  rip  the  guts  out  of  it! 
Well!— I'll  be  a  son  of  a — !  What's 
that  noise? 

Mrs.  Tully — It's  only  the  cat,  dear. 

Tully — To  h — I  with  gay-cats! 
Here's  where  I  red-light  that  vermin- 
ridden  feline! 

Mrs.  Tully — But  Jim.  dear,  it's  an 

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BLACK 


ONE  never  forgets  Haiti.  It  is  a 
"tropical  adventure"  of  a  most 
marked  nature.  It  is  a  romantic 
isle,  this  green  and  golden  place  of 
peaks  and  valley  jungles. 

Tawny  sailed  fishing  vessels,  owned 
by  black  men  from  the  Congo,  float 
in  clusters  in  the  harbor.  The  water  is 
the  color  of  Indian  turquoise.  Stupen- 
dous mountains  overwhelm  the  town 
of  Portc-Au-Prince  which  sprawls  up 
across  the  sloping  shore  meadows. 
Copper  steeples  thrust  out  above 
rounded  clumps  of  emeraude  foliage. 
Dwellings,  candescent  white  in  the  hot 
sunlight,  intensify  the  tropical  glare. 
Walls  border  the  narrow  streets  .  .  . 
bouganvillia  vines  spread  across  the 
roofs  and  mango  trees  are  yellow  with 
fruit.  Donkeys  trot  beneath  immense 
burdens  and  natives  gather  under  the 
sheltering  blue-green  fronds  of  banana 
trees. 

Pleasant  fat  negresses.  with  lambent 
eyes  and  dusky  faces,  flirt  with  leopard 
limbed  youths.  Laughter  wells  up 
from  all  sides.  Little  children  dart  in 
and  out  of  the  palm  trunks,  catching 
lizards  with  their  quick  hands.  Peace, 
of  the  true  variety,  holds  this  place 
enchanted.  Dilapidated  motor  cars — 
taxis — skip  recklessly  along  the  great 
paved  boulevards  of  the  Champs  de 
Mars,    their    horns    wildly    honking. 


MARCH,  1931 


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ISLAND 

by  Philip  Nesbitt 

The  Champs  de  Mars  is  a  Haitian 
"Place  de  la  Concorde,"  with  its  play- 
ing fountains  and  grassy  spaces.  Bugles 
blow  from  the  military  cantonment. 
Soldiers  march  without  sound  in 
wheeling  rank  and  file.  It  is  like  an  old 
colonial  print.  Carriages  bearing  white 
haired  negro  gentlemen,  come  squeak- 
ily  clopping  up  the  black  avenues. 

Women  in  scarlet  headgear  rest 
upon  the  grass  beneath  the  tall  statue 
of  Dessalines.  He  holds  his  sword 
erect.  Native  superstition  says,  "should 
the  sword  fall,"  "out"  go  the  for- 
eigners, violently!  Strange  currents  of 
barbarism  flow  under  this  tranquil 
island.  Murmurs  of  potential  revolt 
are  sensed.  When  it  does  occur,  it  is 
very  effective.  The  flame  of  fury  burns 
terribly  for  a  moment,  and  afterwards, 
smouldering,  charred  palaces  lie  in  the 
sunshine! 

EIGHTY  miles  from  the  scanty  out- 
posts of  civilization,  native  vil- 
lages exist  in  terms  of  primitive- 
ness.  The  inhabitants  may  be  likened 
to  the  early  agricultural  peoples  of  six 
thousand  years  ago,  living  on  the 
islands  now  called  Palestine.  Sim- 
plicity is  the  order.  So  remote  are  these 
blacks  in  the  uplands  of  Haiti,  that 
many  of  them  remain  ignorant  of  the 
fact  of  the  United  States.  If  they  pos- 
sess any  information  from  the  outside 
world,  it  is  only  a  word  or  two  of 
somepresidential  assassination.  Among 
them,  he  who  claims  ownership  of 
a  "shirt"  (though  it  be  a  rag  with 
buttons  attached)  is  risen  high  in  life's 
dignity.  Infinite  pride  accompanies  the 
propertied  man.  They  know  little  of 
the  "Political  furor"  of  the  towns. 

To  the  half  cultivated  Haitian,  the 
thing  we  term  "graft"  is  second  na- 
ture. To  intrigue  is  to  live.  The  play- 
ing of  power  against  power.  Of  little 
importance  whether  the  small  people 
are  uprooted  in  the  duration  of  the 
game. 

Foliage-covered  ruins  of  French 
Colonial  plantations  are  still  to  be 
found  in  the  second  growth  jungle  of 
the  Cape  Haitian  Valley.  Snakes  are 
seen  coiled  in  rusted  molasses  con- 
tainers. Archaic  machinery  for  crush- 
ing the  cane  thrusts  out  of  the  green 
verdure. 

Christophes'  "Citadel"  covers  a 
mountain  top  near  the  Cape.  Twenty 
miles  away,  it  seems  incredibly  huge. 
That  it  is  built  by  man  is  incon- 
ceivable. It  looms  for  hours,  almost 
above  one's  head,  during  the  upward 


Women,  thin  as  famine  refugees 


climb.  Napoleon's  cannon  point  out 
over  the  valley  gulf  surrounding  the 
fortress.  These  cannon  were  dragged 
up  the  forty-five  degree  steep  at  the 
rate  of  twenty  men  a  mile.  Even  now, 
with  what  improvements  have  been 
made  upon  the  trail,  progress  is  diffi- 
cult. Cannon  balls  are  spilled  like  pills 
from  a  box,  about  the  various  ter- 
races of  the  fortification.  Cisterns 
vanish  into  black  dungeons.  Moldy 
galleries  drip  with  moisture  as  one 
stumbles  through  them.  In  the  black 
soil  of  the  crypts,  one  may  kick  out 
the  rusted  locks  of  muskets,  the  stocks 
of  which  have  long  since  rotted  away. 

IN  PORTE-Au-PRINCE,  there  is  a 
great  native  market  place.  Odours 
by  the  score  assail  the  nostrils,  of 
fish,  meat,  vegetables  and  all  the  edible 
and  almost  unmentionable  morsels 
sacred  to  the  native  diet.  Women,  as 
thin  and  modestly  fleshed  as  refugees 
from  a  famine,  sit  by  the  massive  gate- 
ways of  the  stalls,  calling  out  their 
trade  song  in  cracked,  strident  voices. 
Parrots  and  pigs  are  tied  in  bunches. 
Chickens  hang  head  down  from  hooks, 
feebly  lamenting  their  plight  with  a 
rare  cackle.  Hundreds  of  brilliantly 
clad   natives   mill  about  between  the 


counters.  There  is  a  teeming  uproad  of 
rivalrous  shoutings.  Very  evil  smell- 
ing piles  of  half  tanned  hides  decorate 
a  portion  of  the  market.  Counters,  ap- 
parently endless,  support  an  undiffer- 
entiated burden  of  cereals  and  shoes, 
hardware  and  toothbrushes. 

The  market  is  the  native  town  hall. 
All  the  vital  issues  of  a  social  and 
business  sort  are  concluded  here.  Land 
is  bought  and  sold,  for  so  many  hun- 
dreds of  "gourds,"  wives  are  selected 
and  children  born,  in  this  vast  shelter- 
ing shed. 

Natives  walk  twenty  and  thirty 
miles  in  order  to  sell  their  wares  at 
the  market.  They  go  without  shoes 
over  the  hard,  rocky  trails,  assidu- 
ously carrying  their  footgear  in  the 
belt,  preserved  against  the  time  they 
might  arrive  in  town.  They  never 
know  fatigue.  At  nightime,  they 
sleep  by  the  roadside  in  the  slight 
glare  of  tiny  coal-oil  lamps. 

The  real  Haitian  is  the  simple 
"Black,"  not  the  half-native-half- 
French  variety,  and  upon  him  the 
eventual  survival  depends.  Like  Tahiti 
and  Bali,  Haiti  is  a  chosen  place  for 
the  adventurous  minded  mortal.  It 
offers  a  refuge  from  the  furor  of  North 
America. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


MARY  DUNCAN 


MARCH,  1931 


Spotlight 


Drawing  Attention  to  Both  a  Play  and  a  Talkie 


OUR  dramatic  adventures  this 
past  month  have  fluctuated  be- 
tween the  sophisticated  unmor- 
ality  of  Topaze  to  the  knock-down- 
and-drag-out  criminality  of  Little 
Caesar.  The  advance  notices  of  To- 
paze whetted  our  appetite  for  a  good 
show.  With  such  names  as  Alan 
Mowbray,  Mary  Duncan  and  Henry 
Kolker  spread  before  us  it  seemed  as 
if  the  play  would  have  to  be  pretty 
bad  to  be  a  flop.  We  were  not  dis- 
appointed, for  the  play  was  as  good 
as  the  actors  who  interpreted  it.  We 
had  heard  vaguely  that  it  was  a  crook 
play  so  when  the  curtain  rose  upon  a 
school-room  in  a  boys'  school  in 
France  and  we  discovered  what  was 
listed  on  the  program  as  our  old  friend, 
Alan  Mowbray,  in  pale  and  slightly 
ragged  whiskers,  teaching  the  young 
idea  all  about  the  beauty  and  glory  of 
ethics  we  thought  for  a  moment  that 
we  had  stepped  into  the  wrong  theater. 
But.  as  the  play  progressed  with  com- 
mendable leisure  and  the  young  in- 
structor began  to  feel  the  slings  and 
arrows  of  outrageous  insincerity  sur- 
rounding him  we  had  a  sense  of  the 
direction  in  which  the  drama  was 
heading. 

There  was  only  one  point  on  which 
we  remained  sceptical.  If  Monsieur 
Topaze  had  merely  been  a  young 
idealist  we  might  have  been  more  con- 
vinced of  his  turn-about-face  in  the 
last  act.  But  he  was  not  only  a  young 
idealist  but  a  complete  fool  in  the 
bargain.  Idealism  is  curable  but  a 
complete  fool  usually  remains  a  com- 
plete fool  to  the  end  of  the  chapter. 
There  are  those,  doubtless,  who  will 
maintain  that  foolishness  and  idealism 
are  synonymous.  To  this  we  have  no 


Mary  Duncan's  chaiming  work  with 
Alan  Mowbray  made  "Topaze"  one 
of  the  smartest  plays  of  the  season. 
Miss  Duncan,  remembered  here  for 
her  melodramatic  characterization  of 
Poppy  in  "The  Shanghai  Gesture," 
has  proved  that  she  is  capable  of  por- 
traying not  only  beautifully  but  bril- 
liantly drawing  room  roles.  Rumor  has 
it  that  Miss  Duncan  will  play  Eugenie 
Lentovich  the  Russian  dancer  in  the 
West  Coast  production  of  "Grand 
Hotel." 


by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

answer.  But  Monsieur  Topaze's  lack 
of  wisdom  included  inefficience.  A 
man  who  could  not  keep  order  in  his 
class-room  would  seem  to  be  poor 
material  for  keeping  order  in  a  politi- 
cal grafting  ring.  But,  this  is  all  cap- 
tious. Maybe  Monsieur  Topaze  was 
only  simulating  idiocy.  Which  proves 
him  a  cleverer  man  than  any  of  the 
crooks  which  surrounded  him.  At  all 
events,  fools  are  always  dangerous  and 
in  this  Monsieur  Topaze  proved  to  be 
no  exception  to  the  rule. 

Henry  Kolker  made  the  character 
of  Castel  Benac  so  diverting  that  we 
felt  something  of  a  pang  at  his  final 
exit  covered  with  the  ignominy  of 
being  outwitted  by  his  pupil.  We 
think  that  he  would  have  been  vastly 
more  entertaining  as  a  companion  in 
the  long  run  than  the  frankly  humor- 
less Topaze.  Even  if  we  were  inclined 
to  concede  that  an  inefficient  fool 
might  achieve  the  technic  of  crime 
overnight  we  feel  certain  a  man  lack- 
ing humor  remains  always  without 
that  saving  grace,  as  we  are  sure  Suzy 
Courtois  discovered  as  soon  as  the 
novelty  of  a  new  lover  wore  off. 

As  for  Suzy  Courtois,  she  seemed 
a  figure  needed  to  making  certain  me- 
chanical wheels  of  the  drama  go 
around.  Likewise,  her  costumes  added 
a  note  of  chic  that  lit  up  even  the 
monotony  of  a  provincial  class-room. 
But  here  the  matter  ended.  We  heard 
several  people  in  the  lobby  expressing 
disappointment  at  Miss  Duncan's  per- 
formance. They  had  remembered  her 
as  the  flaming  Poppy  of  "The  Shang- 
hai Gesture."  But,  when  we  pressed 
them  to  be  specific,  they  broke  down 
and  confessed  that  Miss  Duncan  had 
squeezed  all  there  was  out  of  the  role 
of  Suzy  Courtois.  The  character  is  a 
mere  mannequin,  invented  to  delight 
the  audience's  as  well  as  Mr.  Topaze's 
eye.  And  it  provides  certain  motives 
for  the  males  surrounding  it.  As  a 
matter  of  fact.  Topaze  is  a  play  about 
men.  The  females  of  the  species  who 
walk  on  are  purely  mechanical  con- 
trivances. 

Frank  Dawson  gave  an  admirable 
portrait  of  a  kind-hearted  school- 
master and  later  on  in  the  play  there 
entered  a  suave  old  villian  quite  too 
perfect  to  seem  anything  but  the  real 
thing.  But  in  the  confusion  of  names 
on  the  program  we  unhappily  cannot 
locate  either  the  character  or  the  fine 


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actor  who  assumed  it.  For  the  benefit 
of  distracted  critics  we  wish  they 
would  revive  the  old  custom  of  fol- 
lowing the  name  of  the  character  with 
a  slight  description  of  his  place  in  the 
drama.  For  instance:  John  Jones,  the 
village  grocer.  Estelle.his  wife.  Harold 
Philanderer,  in  love  with  Estelle,  etc.. 
etc. 

We  have  only  one  slight  criticism 
of  Mr.  Mowbray's  performance  and 
that  relates  to  make-up.  We  think  he 
would  have  been  much  more  con- 
vincing in  the  last  act  if  he  had  worn 
a  smartly  trimmed  vandyke  or  at  least 
a  mustache.  Through  the  first  scenes 
we  had  been  surrendering  to  the  spell 
of  Monsieur  Topaze  until  he  seemed 
a  live  person.  Imagine  our  surprise 
when  in  the  last  act  Mr.  Alan  Mow- 
bray came  bounding  on  the  stage!  It 
is  one  thing  to  have  Monsieur  Topaze 
change  his  morals  but  quite  another 
to  have  him  turn  into  Alan  Mowbray. 
Not  that  we  do  not  find  Mr.  Mowbray 
a  diverting  figure,  also.  But  we  were 
not  prepared  for  him,  and  the  surprise 
amounted  to  a  shock. 

A  DULL  holiday  afternoon  took  us 
to  the  Paramount  to  see  Little 
'Caesar.  We  went  expecting  to 
be  bored  as  is  usually  our  fate  at  cur- 
rent movies.  In  such  cases  we  have 
only  one  hope  and  that  is  that  the 
main  feature  will  be  followed  by  a 
Mickey  Mouse  film.  But  on  this  occa- 
sion there  was  no  Mickey  Mouse  film 
and  in  justice  to  Little  Caesar  and 
Edward  Robinson  who  plays  him. 
we  must  confess  that  we  didn't  realize 
the  deficiency  until  we  got  home.  All 
of  which  means  that  we  sat  on  the 
edge  of  our  seat  thrilled  to  the  core. 

Little  Caesar  is  our  idea  of  a  perfect 
talkie.  It  has  swift  action,  melodrama, 
a  mere  dash  of  sentiment  and  practi- 
cally no  sob-stuff.  We  say  a  mere  dash 
of  sentiment,  forgetting  that  it  was 
sentiment  that  finally  wrecked  the 
career  of  "Little  Caesar."  At  the  mo- 
ment when  he  couldn't  bring  himself 
to  pull  a  gun  on  his  former  pal  his 
career  was  over.  The  strength  of 
tyranny  lies  in  complete  ruthlessness. 
Any  dictator  that  can't  "dish  it  out" 
to  the  person  he  loves  best  has  his 
tombstone  already  ordered.  Mr.  Rob- 
inson is  a  great  actor.  He  is  no  stage 
beauty  but  there  is  a  compelling  some- 
thing in  his  eyes  that  gives  his  per- 
sonality a  flame.  After  seeing  him  in 
Little  Caesar  we  check  up  another  ex- 
ception to  the  general  rule  of  banal 
screen  achievement. 

THE  theatrical  woods  are  thick  with 
gossip  of  projected  Coast  produc- 
tions of  Broadway  successes.   Al- 
ready Once  in  a  Lifetime  has  started 

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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Yesterday  s  Opera  ....  Today  s  Opera  House 


by  Harris  C.  Allen      A.    I.   A. 


WITH  the  resumption  of  excava- 
tion work,  in  the  latter  days 
of  January,  within  the  two 
square  blocks  bounded  by  Van  Ness 
avenue,  Fulton.  Franklin  and  McAl- 
lister streets,  San  Francisco's  War  Me- 
morial and  Opera  House  Buildings  are 
at  last  on  the  way  to  actual  construc- 
tion. 

To  the  music  lovers  of  San  Fran- 
cisco the  Opera  House  is  the  fulfillment 
of  a  long  standing  hope.  It  is,  as  well, 
the  perpetuation  of  a  splendid  tradi- 
tion, for  San  Francisco  is  a  city  whose 
love  for  and  generous  patronage  of 
opera  dates  back  to  its  earliest  rough 
and  ready  mining  camp  days.  From 
old  files  of  The  Golden  Era,  the  city's 
first  literary  weekly,  founded  in  1852, 
it  is  established  that  San  Francisco's 
first  operatic  performance  was  held  in 
the  fall  of  1852,  in  the  American 
Theatre,  Sansome  and  Halleck  streets. 
It  was  not  a  complete  operatic  presen- 
tation, as  it  consisted  only  of  arias  and 
selections  from  the  better  known  op- 
eras, but  for  the  time  and  place  it  was 
a  remarkable  beginning. 

The  town  was  then  hardly  more 
than  a  makeshift  trading  post  for  the 
mining  camps  of  the  Sierras.  The  gold 
rush,  which  had  begun  in  1848,  was 
still  in  progress.  Between  December, 
1849,  and  June,   1852,  the  city  had 


Editor's  Note:  We  are  pleased  to  present  this 
non-technical  account  of  the  opera  house,  writ- 
ten by  one  of  San  Francisco's  most  distinguished 
architects. 

been  swept  by  six  fires,  which  quickly 
consumed  its  flimsy  construction.  But 
after  each  fire  the  town  was  promptly 
rebuilt,  and  it  is  a  point  to  mark  that 
its  theatrical  buildings  were  replaced 
as  first  thoughts,  rather  than  incidental 
last  thoughts. 

The  guest  artist  in  the  previously 
mentioned  performance  of  1852  was 
Katherine  Hayes,  New  York  soprano, 
who  came  by  steamer,  via  the  Isthmus 
of  Panama.  She  was  met  at  the  wharf 
by  a  large  crowd  and  the  city's  volun- 
teer fire  companies  in  full  dress  regalia, 
and  escorted  to  her  hotel.  To  thwart 
the  plans  of  ticket  speculators  the  man- 
agement of  the  theatre  auctioned  off 
the  choice  seats.  Bidding  started  at 
$50.00,  ran  to  $100.00,  then  to 
$200.00,  $250.00  and  $650.00.  To 
the  Empire  Engine  Company  a  seat 
was  knocked  down  for  $1  150.00,  the 
highest  price  paid.  The  house  was 
packed  from  pit  to  dome  and  Miss 
Hayes  was  greeted  thunderously.  She 
gave  an  indefinite  number  of  encores, 
and  to  reward  her  the  stage  was  show- 
ered with  gold  pieces  and  small  nug- 
gets. 

THE  OPERA  HOUSE 


A  rendering 
by  Francis 
Todhunter  of 
an  architec- 
tural drawing 
of  the  San 
Francisco 
War 

Memorial, 
consisting  of 
OperaHouse, 
Veteran's 
Building  and 
Memorial 
Court. 


I 


N  1859  a  complete  presentation  of 
//  Trovatore  was  given  —  the  first 
performance  of  its  kind  in  San  Fran- 
cisco. It  was  directed  by  one  Signor 
Bianchini,  who  had  set  up  as  the  young 
city's  musical  mentor  and  director.  To 
him  goes  the  credit  for  giving  San 
Franciscans  the  musical  and  opera 
habit.  Signor  Bianchini  made  them 
such  ideal  and  responsive  audiences 
and  patrons  that  New  York  and  Euro- 
pean artists  were  willing  to  make  the 
arduous,  tiresome  thirty-day  steamer 
trip  from  New  York  via  Panama  to 
appear  in  an  isolated  town  on  the  edge 
of  the  wilderness,  three  thousand  miles 
from  the  national  cultural  center,  and 
until  1869,  having  no  rail  connection 
with  that  center. 

San  Francisco's  operatic  and  musi- 
cal life  of  the  1860s,  '70s,  '80s  and 
'90s  was  equally  remarkable,  but  here 
we  have  not  the  time  or  space  to  treat 
it  in  detail.  Since  the  fire  of  1906, 
there  have  been  times  when  it  seemed 
the  vigorous  old  tradition  was  doomed 
to  die.  But  with  the  formation  of  the 
present  Opera  Association  in  1923, 
with  a  permanent  Opera  House  so  near 
realization,  this  possibility  definitely 
passes. 

The  War  Memorial  site,  having 
been  paid  for,  funds  for  actual  con- 
struction are  approximately  $5,100,- 
000.  The  public  is  now  naturally 
interested  in  knowing  what  it  is  going 
to  get  for  this  $5,100,000.  The  Me- 
morial calls  for  two  buildings,  front- 
ing upon  a  Memorial  Court,  dedicated 
to  the  men  of  San  Francisco  who  gave 
their  lives  in  the  Great  War.  One 
building  will  provide  office  and  recrea- 
tional facilities  for  all  of  the  city's 
organizations  whose  members  partici- 
pated in  the  Great  War,  Spanish  Amer- 
ican, Indian  or  any  other  war  waged 
by  the  United  States.  It  will  be  known 
as  the  Veterans'  Building.  This  struc- 
ture will  also  contain  an  art  museum, 
which  will  fill  a  long  felt  need  for  a 
down-town,  centrally  located  gallery 
to  replace  the  old  Mark  Hopkins  Insti- 
tute Gallery,  destroyed  in  the  fire  of 
1906.  The  second  building,  the  San 
Francisco  Opera  House,  will  contain 
both  an  opera  and  symphony  hall. 

Approved  plans  for  the  War  Memo- 
rial Buildings  are  in  a  classical  Renais- 
sance style,  the  style  of  notable  public 
and  memorial  buildings  throughout 
the  world  by  reason  of  its  dignity, 
logic,  grace  and  strength.  It  is  the  style 
in  which  the  City  Hall  is  designed,  and 
thus   the  entire  scheme  —  the  Opera 

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MARCH,  1931 


15 


Views  and  Reviews 
of  Current  Books  and 
Publications  in 
General 

by  Fritoff  Michelson 

IN  THESE  days  of  stock  market 
crashes  and  ensuing  depression, 
when  last  summer's  tweeds  are  the 
vogue  rather  than  the  exception,  it  is 
a  God-send  to  find  in  the  list  of  new 
spring  books  a  message  to  placate  the 
holders  of  deflated  stocks.  This  and 
more  is  The  Fifth  Son  of  the  Shoe- 
maker by  Donald  Corley  (Robert  M. 
McBride  8"  Company) . 

It  concerns  an  old  Muscovite  cob- 
bler. Ivan  Mestrovic.  who  is  sure  that 
"gold  was  once  not  the  price  nor  the 
penalty  nor  the  scourge  of  living,  but 
only  the  sun  shining  on  a  beautiful 
wall."  It  is  also  about  five  sons — par- 
ticularly Pyotr,  the  fifth. 

Mr.  Corley  weaves  philosophy, 
myth,  the  dancing  of  little  children, 
seduction,  song  and  samovars  together 
with  an  easy  shuttle.  He  becomes  too 
drunken  at  times  with  the  fabric  of 
words  to  be  strictly  coherent,  but  the 
pattern  is  as  colorful  as  it  is  complete. 

When  one  reads  in  the  same  book 
such  things  as  fairy  queens  and  settle- 
ment houses:  golden  slippers  and  the 
dance  of  life  of  New  York  (composed 
by  a  young  man  and  played  on  an  old 
violin)  ;  the  insecure  heart  of  Tora- 
linda.  a  puppet  doll:  east  side  cellars, 
grapevines  in  Capri,  little  hurdy  gur- 
dies.  and  a  too  large  bite  of  the  apple 
of  Hesperides  .  .  .  when  one  reads  of 
these  seemingly  divergent  things  in 
the  same  book  one  says  that  the  plot 
is  unique. 

One  hesitates  to  mention  Cinderella 
because  she  is  likely  to  be  associated 
with  Pollyanna  and  the  dust  of  a  less 
incredulous  decade,  though  there  in- 
controvertibly  was  a  Cinderella  who 
danced  for  New  York  while  Pyotr 
played.  That  was  after  Lucinda  opened 
the  magical  door  to  music  and  Marya 
threw  wide  the  windows  of  her  mother 
love:  after  Dorsee  awakened  the  mate 
cry  within  him  and  Altierce  answered 
it — partly.  It  was  also  after  Nischka, 
the  opera  singer  of  the  little  feet  and 
the  big  heart,  told  him  in  a  faint  Italian 
dawn,  "Do  not  think  of  me  in  other 
places — except  as  a  simple  Priestess  of 
Isis." 

The  author  quotes  from  an  old 
Norcisle  fire  tale:  "This  is  a  story  of 
a  poet-fool  and  an  Eft-Princess  who 
could   listen,   passibly   well,    and   the 


WILL 
DYSON 

GUMP  GALLERIES 

shoe  of  a  one-footed  giant  in  which 
they  sailed,  quite  without  a  rudder, 
until  they  came  to  a  port  of  tarry  and 
lingered  there  a  while." 

In  a  modern  phrase,  Mr.  Corley 
takes  a  poke  at  the  machine  age.  It  is 
well  worth  turning  off  your  radio  to 
read. 

The  Light  That  Never  Was 

By  Katherine  Fullerton  Gerould 
(Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  $2.00) 

IT  IS  sometimes  unpleasant  to  stand 
off  and  throw  stones  at  an  old  idol, 
but  Katherine  Fullerton  Gerould 
has  made  it  necessary  to  release  a  few 
missiles.  It  might  be  argued  that  witch- 
burning  is  out  of  date,  but  it  can't  be 
said  that  Mrs.  Gerould  does  not  stand 
convicted  of  money-changing  in  the 
temple.  She  who  holds  a  high  position 
in  the  literary  temple  did  not  win  her 
spurs  by  The  Light  That  Never  Was. 
"Vain  Oblations."  among  others,  and 
the  stories  that  have  appeared  in 
O'Brien's  Anthology  have  heretofore 
characterized  her  work.  Now  she  "de- 
velops, with  brilliant  dialogue,  a  love 
duel  that  is  both  modern  and  roman- 
tic." 

The  title  of  the  tome.  The  Light 
That  Never  Was.  is  entirely  descrip- 
tive of  its  contents.  It  concerns  the 
almost  suggestive  love  pangs  of  a  flap- 
per who  is  fortunate  enough  to  have 
the  attention  of  two  males:  an  ailing 
aunt  and  a  vindictive  cousin.  In  the 
end  we  see  Lydia.  our  orphan  heroine, 

"When  I  Have  Failed" 
by  Vaushn  Francis  Meisling 

When  I  have  failed  the  thousandth  time 

To  capture  Beauty  in  my  net, 
I  shall  sit  down  and  laugh  awhile 

(For  smaller  loss  let  others  fret); 
Then  I  shall  sleep,  and  dream  of  her 

And  thousand  ways  to  catch  her  yet. 


Our  Younger  Novelists:    Why  don't  you  publish  too? 


doing  the  identical  thing  she  set  out  to 
do  in  the  beginning — she  marries  her 
first  love. 

It  is  not  unlikely  that  economic 
pressure  has  forced  Mrs.  Gerould  to 
attempt  a  best  seller.  If  so.  it  might  be 
suggested  that  she  take  the  time  to  read 
Harold  Bell  Wright  before  she  tries 
again. 

If  the  book  is  intended  to  be  a  satire, 
that  should  be  stated  on  the  cover. 
John  Marsh.  Pioneer 

By  George  D.  Lyman 

(Charles  Scribner's  Sons,  $3.50) 

HERE  on  the  Pacific  Coast,  the  last 
American  frontier,  we  are  likely 
to  hear  so  much  about  the  early 
days,  before  and  after  the  gold  rush, 
that  we  wave  the  subject  aside  with  a 
jejuned  gesture  and  a  sigh.  But  Dr. 
George  D.  Lyman,  child  specialist  of 
San  Francisco,  in  his  book  "John 
Marsh.  Pioneer"  has  concocted  an  anti- 
dote for  such  a  sentiment.  The  direc- 
tions for  taking  it  are  simple.  Read 
the  first  two  or  three  chapters,  feel  the 
vital  force  that  is  John  Marsh  and  your 
ennui  miraculously  turns  to  interest. 
It  is  smooth  sailing  from  then  on,  ex- 
cept for  a  few  barren  spaces  where  the 
author's  information  (based  entirely 
on  source  material )  was  inadequate  to 
make  the  tale  live. 

It  is  a  well-handled  account  of  John 
Marsh's  adventures  on  six  frontiers. 
He  begins  in  Danvers.  Mass.,  graduates 
from  Harvard  in  1823,  goes  on  to  Fort 
St.  Anthony  and  Prairie  du  Chien  in 
the  upper  Mississippi  River  wilder- 
ness. There  he  lived  and  fought  with 
the  Indians  and  later  married  a  French- 
Indian  girl  by  whom  he  had  a  son.  He 
was  the  first  school  teacher  in  Minne- 
sota, traded  in  furs,  and  for  a  time  ran 
a  store  that  ended  in  bankruptcy.  He 
followed  the  Santa  Fe  trail  to  Cali- 
fornia where  he  bought  land,  became 

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16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


DOMINGA   RUSSELL 


Daughter  of  Mrs.  Atherton  Russell 
and  granddaughter  of  Mrs.  Ger- 
trude Atherton,  Miss  Russell  was 
one  of  the  season's  most  charming 
and  popular  debutantes.  She  has 
now  Forsaken  San  Francisco  society 
and  has  become  Sister  Dominga  of 
the  Dominican  convent  at  San 
Rafael. 


MARCH,  1931 


Facing  the  Music 


WITH  opera  once  again  uppermost 
in  our  minds,  the  raging  contro- 
versy as  to  its  present  artistic 
status  is  by  no  means  an  idle  subject 
to  talk  about.  "Opera  is  no  longer 
wanted,"  and  "Opera  is  the  greatest 
art  form  in  existence,"  are  battle  cries 
with  which  we  are  all  familiar.  For 
that  matter  so  were  our  parents  and 
probably  our  grandparents,  yet  the 
Lyric  Drama  has  managed  to  survive 
most  of  the  onslaughts  of  those  who 
see  in  it  nothing  but  a  monstrous 
anomaly. 

Opera  is  probably  one  of  the  oldest 
art  forms  in  existence.  Its  beginning  is 
shrouded  in  that  dim  past  when 
Greece  was  the  mistress  of  all  arts  and 
Athens  the  greatest  jewel  in  her  crown. 
Its  first  librettists  were  Aeschylus  and 
Sophocles  and  its  earliest  orchestra  a 
band  of  lyres  and  flutes.  For  there 
seems  little  doubt  that  most  of  the 
choruses  in  the  great  Greek  dramas 
were  sung  to  the  grandest  music  pro- 
duced at  that  time,  and  that  much  if 
not  all  of  their  dialogue  was  musically 
declaimed.  And  it  is  exactly  because 
of  this  that  unmusical  critics  of  all 
times  have  censored  opera  in  the  firm 
conviction  that  musical  dialogue  is 
contrary  to  nature.  Yet  these  same 
critics  will  extol  the  virtues  of  Shake- 
speare as  the  greatest  dramatist  of  all 
times  and  are  more  than  likely  to 
drown  in  a  sea  of  laudatory  adjectives 
after  witnessing  a  play  by  Eugene 
O'Neill.  They  refuse  to  understand 
that  opera  in  its  best  form  is  no  more 
inconsistent  than  the  average  drama 
they  praise  so  highly.  W.  S.  Rockstro 
in  his  article  on  opera  says:  "The 
poet  writes  his  tragedy  in  verse  be- 
cause he  thereby  gains  the  power  of 
expressing  great  thoughts  with  the 
greatest  amount  of  dignity  that  langu- 
age can  command.  His  verses  are  sung, 
in  order  that  they  may  be  invested 
with  a  deeper  pathos  than  the  most 
careful  form  of  ordinary  declamation 
can  reach.  No  one  objects  to  the  iam- 
bics of  the  'Seven  against  Thebes,'  or 
the  blank  verse  of  'King  John' ;  yet 
surely  our  sense  of  the  fitness  of 
things  is  not  more  rudely  shocked  by 
the  melodious  'Ah!  soccorso!  son 
tradito!'  uttered  by  the  commanda- 
tore  after  Don  Giovanni  has  pierced 
him  through  with  his  sword,  than  by 
the  touching  couplet  with  which 
Prince  Arthur,  at  the  moment  of  his 
death,  breaks  forth  into  rhyme — 
'O  me!  My  uncles  spirits  is  in 
these  stones: 


by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 


PAUL  ROBESON 

reproduced  from  the  small  bronze 
by  Annette  Rosenshire  exhibited 
by  Courvoisier. 

Heaven  take  my  soul,  and  England 
keep  my  bones!'  ' 

Obviously,  the  conventionalities  of 
every  day  life  are  violated  no  less  in 
one  case  than  in  the  other.  Yet  the 
violations  in  the  opera  as  well  as  the 
play  are,  after  all,  only  artistic  con- 
ceptions and  therefore  as  defensible  as 
the  coloring  of  a  picture  which  may 
not  be  a  faithful  imitation  of  nature 
though  based  on  natural  ideals.  And 
so  it  is  important  that  we  establish 
this  contention  very  clearly  before  we 
discuss  the  present  artistic  status  of 
opera,  for  in  it  lies  the  very  "raison 
d'etre"  of  the  Lyric  Drama. 

ALEXANDER  FRIED  in  his  Sunday 
column  "The  Sounding  Board" 
^ recently  reprinted  an  opinion  on 
opera  voiced  by  GiacomoLauri-Volpi, 
Metropolitan  tenor,  to  the  New  York 
Telegram  in  which  the  singer  deals 
at  least  with  one  of  the  many  operatic 
foes.  Says  he:  "If  I  may  be  forgiven 
for  being  frank  and  perhaps  a  little 
unkind,  may  I  point  out  that  those 
singers  who  have  been  trumpeting 
their  abandonment  of  opera  and  de- 
claring it  ready  for  burial  have  them- 
selves little  left  to  give  to  opera?  It  is 
they  who  are  dying — artistically — 
not  opera.  Their  period  of  usefulness 


17 


is  over,  so  far  as  grand  opera  is  con- 
cerned." 

Which  disposes  in  one  fell  swoop 
of  all  who,  after  a  life  time  or  an 
initial  trial  in  opera  see  the  end  of 
their  trail  of  success  and  resent  its 
further  existence  without  them.  Harder 
to  deal  with,  however,  than  the  selfish 
opinions  of  worn  out  singers  are  other 
factors  which  in  recent  years  have 
threatened,  if  not  the  life,  at  least  the 
happy  existence  of  opera  and  all  it 
stands  for. 

It  is  impossible  at  this  time  to  chase 
each  one  to  its  lair.  Many  would  dis- 
appear automatically  if  those,  who 
through  money  prestige  have  become 
the  custodians  of  this  art  form,  would 
think  more  of  opera  than  their  own 
social  advancement.  Others  are  deeper 
rooted  and  more  pernicious  because 
they  strike  at  the  very  foundation  of 
opera — the  poetic  and  musical  con- 
ception of  a  drama. 

And  it  is  in  the  ignorance  of  the  lat- 
ter that  we  find  the  real  pitfalls  which 
threaten  the  successful  continuance  of 
this  art  form.  For  instance:  Artur 
Bodanzky,  high  priest  of  the  Metro- 
politan Opera,  and  conductor  of  the 
Society  of  the  Friends  of  Music  of 
New  York,  in  a  recent  speech  de- 
clared that  he  was  no  longer  afraid  of 
the  talkies  as  a  menace  to  operatic  art. 
Says  he:  "Talkie  and  opera  are  two 
distinctive  arts.  They  can  exist  side 
by  side.  We  need  not  fear  the  screen. 
It  can  never  capture  the  direct  appeal 
of  personality  of  artists,  face  to  face 
with  an  audience."  Perhaps  he  is  right. 
At  the  other  hand  his  words  are  only 
a  slight  variation  from  those  uttered 
by  a  number  of  stage  producers  when 
the  silent  screen  was  considered  a 
menace  to  the  theater.  Ask  yourself 
what  happened  to  the  theater  since 
that  time.  No,  Signor  Bodanzky,  if 
the  talkies  were  a  distinctive  art,  your 
words  would  be  true.  But  they  are 
not.  They  could  be,  but  that  fact 
doesn't  make  them  so.  The  motion 
picture  industry  is  a  parasitic  growth 
on  all  other  art  forms  simply  because 
with  them  to  feed  on,  their  financial 
success  is  more  or  less  assured.  A  dis- 
tinctive art  is  a  creative  art,  and  the 
movies  never  have,  and  in  all  prob- 
ability never  will,  be  that.  They  can't 
afford  it.  If  they  were  they  would  be 
on  a  par  with  all  other  art  forms, 
financially,  which  obviously  they  are 
not. 

And  so  we  are  up  against  this 
curious  situation  where  the  parasite 
gives  color  to  the  body  it  feeds  on. 
Go  for  instance  to  the  Fox  Theater 
and  listen  to  one  of  Walt  Roesner's 
operatic  parodies.  Recently  he  pre- 
sented what  I  believe  were  three  hotch- 

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WARREN  CHASE  MERRITT 


Port  o'Ca 


An  Account  of  San  Francisco's  Shipping  Activities 

by  Lucrezia  Kemper 

Other  than  a  landing  place  for  a 
few  fishermen  and  hide  droghers,  little 
use  was  made  of  the  great  safe  harbor 
for  the  next  65  years.  The  wind-swept 
dunes  that  surrounded  the  bay  were 
uninviting  and  seemed  uninhabitable. 
But  that  which  caused  men  to  search 
for  it  for  three  centuries  drew  men  to 
it  after  discovery. 

In  1835  Spain  proclaimed  the  Em- 
barcadero  of  Yerba  Buena  a  port  of 
entry,  and  appointed  Captain  William 
A.  Richardson  its  first  harbor  master. 
He  is  the  solitary  settler  described  in 
Dana's  "Two  Years  Before  the  Mast" 
— "living  in  a  canvas  tent  stretched  on 
pine  posts  and  carrying  on  a  small 
trade  between  the  hide  ships  and  the 
Indians." 

THE  first  traffic  on  San  Francisco 
Bay  was  a  raft  built  and  operated 
under  the  direction  of  Commander 
Arguello.  This  raft  brought  lumber 
from  Corte  De  Madera  via  Carquinez 
Straits  to  the  Presidio  of  San  Francisco. 
On  its  first  trip,  due  to  the  inefficiency 
of  its  crew,  the  craft  barely  escaped 
wreckage  in  Racoon  Straits. 

Not  discouraged  by  this  ineffectual 
beginning,  Captain  Richardson  began 
sailing  two  schooners  for  the  trans- 
portation of  hides,  tallow  and  wheat 
between  the  settlements  on  the  bay 
and  the  Port  of  San  Francisco. 

Commerce,  whose  halo  San  Fran- 
cisco has  always  worn,  slowly  began 
drawing  the  ships  of  all  nations  to  the 
harbor.  It  was  here,  in  1816,  the  Eng- 
lish sloop  Raccoon  while  awaiting 
cargo,  heard  the  news  of  Waterloo. 
Eleven  years  later,  the  French  frigate 
Artimesia,  seeking  tonnage  unfurled 
the  first  tri-colors  to  be  seen  within 
the  Gate.  In  1841  flying  the  Stars 
and  Stripes,  the  Warship  San  Luis  was 
the  first  of  all  America's  great  fleet  to 
drop  anchor  in  the  bay. 


SINCE  the  day  of  the  conquisita- 
dores,  romance,  commerce  and 
finance  have  been  closely  inter- 
woven with  the  history  and  develop- 
ment of  California,  and  more  par- 
ticularly with  San  Francisco  and  her 
harbor.  Commerce  came  first,  brought 
by  the  hardy  Russians  when  they 
sailed  from  their  settlement  in  Sitka, 
Alaska,  to  the  coast  of  California, 
there  to  indulge  in  a  brisk  trade  with 
the  natives  for  hides,  furs  and  tallow. 
With  them,  these  Russians  brought 
romance  to  run  like  a  bright  thread 
through  all  the  history  of  early  Cali- 
fornia and  likewise  they  brought  a 
medium  of  exchange. 

Even  before  these  adventurous 
traders  began  making  their  annual 
pilgrimages  in  the  interest  of  com- 
merce, the  Spaniards  were  busy  with 
their  explorations  and  merchandising. 

In  the  dim  light  of  the  16th  and 
1 7th  centuries  the  shadowy  sails  of 
Spanish  galleons,  on  their  yearly  mis- 
sions of  treasure-bearing  from  Manila 
to  Acapulco,  Mexico,  skirted  the  coast 
of  California.  Though  searching  for 
a  safe  harbor  on  that  coast,  they  were 
not  rewarded  until  a  century  later. 
At  the  same  time  almost  in  the  very 
entrance  of  the  harbor,  yet  without 
locating  it,  lingered  the  world's  great 
pirate-ships  waiting  for  the  treasure 
galleons  that  they  might  strike  swiftly 
and  vanish  with  the  gifts  of  the 
Orient. 

The  discovery  of  the  Bay  of  San 
Francisco  was  to  be  the  reward  of  that 
dashing  Lieutenant  Don  Juan  Manuel 
Ayala.  It  was  he,  the  first  of  all  the 
west-bound  Argonauts,  in  his  trim 
frigate  Toison  De  Ore — "Golden 
Fleece" — sometimes  called  San  Carlos, 
who  in  1775  pierced  the  gray  fog  of 
the  Farallones  to  enter  the  quiet  waters 
soon  to  be  called  "Chrysopylae,"  or 
Golden  Gate. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

It   was   not   until    the   late 
40's  shipping  men  became  so 
bold  as  to  venture  'round  the 
horn  with  a  passenger  vessel. 
But   with   demand   came  ser- 
vice. In  1846  the  first  passen- 
ger carrying  vessel  the  Brook- 
lyn  with   238   aboard   under 
the    protection    of    Samuel 
Brennan  sailed  in  through  the 
Golden  Gate  bound  for  Ore- 
gon   Territory    from    New 
York.    Where    they    had   ex- 
pected   to    find    Spanish    soil 
they  met  their  own  flag.  For 
twenty  days  before  their  ar- 
rival— July   9,    1846 — Cap- 
tain Montgomery  of  the  U.S. 
Sloop  Portsmouth  had  hoisted 
America's    Stars    and    Stripes 
over  what  is  now  Portsmouth 
Square. 
In  1845  the  principal  industries  of 
California  were  wheat  ranching  and 
cattle  raising.  Furs  provided  a  lucra- 
tive business  in  the  Northwest.  These 
activities  caused  men  to  migrate  west- 
ward that  they  might  participate  in 
them.  With  the  slow  moving  emigrant 
trains   moved   the   demand   for   news 
from  home.  It  was  this  demand  then 
which  in   1845  caused  the  people  of 
the  West  to  petition  the  United  States 
Postal  Department  for  the  establish- 
ment of  a  mail  service  between  New 
York  and  Oregon  by  way  of  Panama 
and  San  Francisco. 

Congress  granted  the  petition  and 
authorized  the  opening  of  the  new 
mail  route.  The  Pacific  Mail  Steam- 
ship Company  was  founded  with  a 
government  subsidy  of  $200,000  a 
year  for  carrying  the  California  and 
Oregon  mail. 

The  first  of  the  company's  fleet  of 
three  vessels,  the  1050-ton  wooden 
side-wheeler  California  left  New  York 
at  noon  October  5,  1848.  She  docked 
at  Clark's  Point  February  28,  1849 
with  250  passengers,  some  cargo  and 
a  handful  of  mail  just  as  gold  had 
roused  San  Francisco  from  her  age- 
long lethargy.  Passengers  and  crew 
alike  deserted  the  ship  and  rushed  to 
the  gold  fields. 

THE  bay  of  San  Francisco  had 
awakened.  During  the  next  two 
years  in  the  first  hot  flush  of  the 
gold  fever,  hundreds  of  ships  sailed 
through  the  Golden  Gate  to  disgorge 
thousands  of  gold-crazed  immigrants 
into  the  desolation  that  was  then  San 
Francisco.  From  the  holds  of  these 
same  ships  came  tons  of  every  needed 
commodity  that  life  might  be  main- 
tained, for  at  that  period  California 
supplied    only    gold.    Captains    and 


MARCH,  1931 

crews  deserted  their  ships  for  the  siren 
song  of  the  ore-body,  and  the  bay  of 
San  Francisco  became  a  great  forest  of 
masts  and  rigging.  Gradually  old 
hulks  rotted  and  fell  to  pieces  while 
their  owners  in  the  East  fretted  and 
fumed  or  came  westward  to  reclaim 
them,  only  to  forget  their  mission 
when  they  neared  the  magic  of  pan 
and  shovel. 

THUS  the  harbor  of  San  Francisco 
came  to  be  built  on  ships  both 
figuratively  and  literally.  Ships 
housed  its  commerce,  ships  formed  its 
foundations,  and  ships  carried  its  gold 
away  and  brought  back  passengers, 
money  and  merchandise. 

Down  under  the  sands  of  what  is 
now  the  financial  district  of  the  city 
lie  buried  the  hulks  of  worn-out  ships. 
Ever  and  again  the  steel  tooth  of  a  great 
dredger  bites  into  the  rotting  timbers 
of  a  long-forgotten  vessel  when  ex- 
cavating that  tall  buildings  might  arise. 
It  is  then  old,  old-timers,  gather  and 
reminisce  over  the  remains  of  a  sloop 
or  clipper  torn  from  her  sleeping. 

It  was  an  old  discarded  scow  that 
served  as  San  Francisco's  first  bank. 
A  scow  that  had  been  pushed  ashore 
at  what  is  now  California  and  Battery 
streets.  Upon  its  deck  a  group  of  men 
established  a  regular  exchange,  deposit 
and  forwarding  business.  The  propel- 
lor-boat  Sarah  Sands  was  one  of  San 
Francisco's  first  lodging  houses,  and 
the  brig  Euphemia  the  first  prison. 
The  Apollo  and  the  Niantic  served 
first  as  depots  of  merchandise  and  later 
as  saloons.  Other  of  the  deserted  ves- 
sels became  homes  and  still  others  fire- 
wood. 

The  iron  hulk  of  the  revenue 
steamer  James  K.  Polk  was  beached  at 
the  foot  of  the  bluff,  where  Vallejo 
street  intersects  Battery,  to  become  the 
first  real  passenger  landing  stage  in 
San  Francisco;  a  wharf  de  luxe  of  the 
early  days.  It  was  here  the  California, 
the  first  mail  ship  from  the  East,  was 
anchored. 

Early  California  shipping  was 
varied  and  dependent  upon  many 
things  aside  from  the  whims  of  man. 
Shortly  after  the  discovery  of  gold 
when  San  Francisco  sprang  overnight 
from  a  desolate  village  beside  a  quag- 
mire to  a  virile  young  city  by  the  sea, 
"gas  lighting"  was  introduced  to  the 
populace.  To  make  this  gas  it  was 
necessary  to  import  coal,  and  a  lively 
three-cornered  trade  between  England. 
Australia  and  San  Francisco  grew  out 
of  this  need.  Ships  loading  merchan- 
dise in  England  would  exchange  their 
cargo  in  Australia  for  coal  which  they 
carried  to  San  Francisco  where  it  was 
exchanged  for  wheat  to  be  taken  to 

Continued  on  page  28 


Lonely 


by  Leslie  Connor  Williams 

EVERY  morning  the  cable  car  gave 
Fletcher  leisure  and  detachment  to 
consider  the  curious  inconsistency 
of  life.  During  the  weeks  after  Adele 
and  Rosemary  left  for  San  Diego  the 
morning  ride  to  the  office  became  a  sort 
of  respite — twenty  minutes  when  no 
one  would  speculate  about  his  affairs 
or  offer  well  meant  sympathy. 

His  wife  had  complained  that  there 
was  too  much  fog  in  San  Francisco. 
Rosemary  needed  sunshine.  She  and 
the  child  would  spend  the  summer 
with  her  mother  in  San  Diego.  Next 
winter — perhaps  .... 

Lewis,  jogging  along  in  the  cable 
car,  staring  somberly  at  his  fellow  pas- 
sengers, tried  to  think  it  through. 
Eight  years  of  marriage — glamour, 
disillusionment,  adjustment,  indiffer- 
ence— he  suspected  that  he  and  Adele 
had  quarrelled  less,  suffered  less  than 
many  of  their  friends.  But  they  shared 
little  except  the  externals  of  life.  Adele 
resented  any  efforts  he  made  to  share 
the  child.  Rosemary  had  always  been 
her  baby.  And  now — if  she  chose 
never  to  come  back  to  San  Francisco.  .  . 

As  the  weeks  went  by,  Lewis  was 
increasingly  convinced  that  she  would 
not  come  back.  He  stifled  his  loneliness 
and  the  sense  of  a  disaster  he  could  not 
avert  by  watching  the  people  who  rode 
with  him  on  the  cable  car.  The  car 
ceased  to  be  merely  a  conveyance  be- 
tween apartment  and  office  and  became 
a  miniature  stage  where  he  as  a  specta- 
tor could  analyze  other  people's  emo- 
tions and  forget  his  own. 

Although  they  exchanged  no  signs 
of  recognition,   he  began   to  feel   ac- 


This  view  of  the  docks  at  China 
Basin,  where  the  M.  S.  San 
Francisco  lies  ready  for  its  voy- 
age direct  to  Hamburg,  and  the 
waterfront  scene  on  the  oppo- 
site page  are  reproduced  from 
sketches  by  Warren  Chase 
Merritt,  San  Francisco  mural 
painter. 


19 


quainted  with  the  men  and  women 
who  boarded  the  cable  car  every  morn- 
ing, so  regularly  that  he  knew  at  which 
corner  to  look  for  many  of  them. 
There  was  the  belligerent  young  man 
who  jumped  on  at  Fillmore,  the  pert 
little  girl — evidently  a  stenographer — 
who  giggled  and  pushed  her  way  into 
the  crowded  car  at  Franklin  Street,  the 
cripple  waving  his  crutch  at  the  con- 
ductor from  the  curbstone  and  hob- 
bling through  the  traffic  at  Van  Ness. 

A  curious  reticence  kept  these  people 
from  speaking  to  each  other.  Lewis 
liked  to  watch  for  the  quick  glance  of 
recognition,  veiled  immediately  by 
caution.  It  amused  him.  The  squeam- 
ishness  of  city  proprieties  seemed  ridic- 
ulous enough,  seen  from  the  perspective 
of  his  loneliness. 

San  Francisco  was  home  for  most  of 
them.  The  cable  car  was  an  incident  in 
the  morning  routine,  almost  as  closely 
a  part  of  their  lives  as  the  lunch  counter 
or  the  telephone  calls  which  would 
involve  them  when  they  hurried  from 
the  cable  car  to  office  desks. 

Yet  Lewis  found  himself  hampered 
by  petty  convention  as  rigidly  as  the 
other  men  and  women,  physically 
crowding  each  other  so  close  in  the 
rush  hour  of  traffic,  socially  keeping 
each  other  at  vast  distances. 

A  GIRL  he  saw  and  came  to  watch 
for  every  morning  brought  him 
this  recognition  of  his  own  limi- 
tation. She  was  tall  and  slim.  The 
hat  she  wore  shaded  her  eyes.  This 
bothered  Lewis  a  good  deal.  Her  eyes 
were  beautiful;  but  the  hat  made  it 
hard  to  see  whether  she  was  glad  or 
sad.  At  first,  Lewis  kept  hoping  she 
was  not  so  sad  as  her  wistful  mouth 
seemed  to  indicate. 

Continued  on  page  23 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Exotic  color  has  been  lent  the  artistic  social  life 
of  San  Francisco  by  the  advent  of  the  beautiful 
young  Senora  Frieda  de  Rivera  who  accompanies 
her  distinguished  husband,  Diego  Rivera,  now 
painting  frescoes  in  the  California  School  of  Fine 
Arts.  The  portrait  is  by  Edward  Weston  of 
Carmel. 


SENORA  FRIEDA  DE  RIVERA 


TOM  IHH  4.1  AS 


Tom  Douglas  is  one  of  England's  most  popular 
juveniles.  He  was  recently  seen  in  San  Francisco 
with  Elsie  Ferguson  in  "Fata  Morgana"  and  with 
Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell  in  "Ghosts."  Mr.  Doug- 
las has  "gone  Hollywood"  and  has  accepted 
a  five  year  contract  with  Universal.  Later  during 
his  stay  in  California  he  will  be  seen  again  in  San 
Francisco  with  productions  originating  on  the 
Pacific  Coast.  With  the  success  of  Mr.  Curran's 
"Topaze"  and  "The  Apple  Cart"  as  precedent, 
one  is  justified  in  looking  forward  to  performances 
of  outstanding  merit  in  presentations  which  dare 
stand  up  under  strict  comparison  with  New 
York's  offerings. 


MASCH,  1931 


assing  onows 


Sh. 


"MNCISCl     21 


/      I    '      !  I 


and  a  few  pertinent  sidelights 

by  Aline  Kistler 


ART  has  "gone  society"  in  San 
Francisco.  Rather,  society  has 
*  decided  that  the  galleries  once 
more  deserve  the  official  lorgnon.  After 
a  lapse  of  many  years,  when  only  the 
more  courageous  of  "the  people  that 
count"  joined  the  more  or  less  frayed 
ranks  of  gallery  goers  in  San  Francisco, 
the  tide  of  social  approval  has  turned 
and  now  it  is  quite  the  thing  to  drop 
into  an  art  gallery  during  the  after- 
noon. 

It  is  difficult  to  trace  the  turn  of  the 
tide  in  detail.  It  would  be  vain  to  at- 
tempt analysis  of  origins.  Enough  that 
an  increasingly  impressive  number  of 
sleek  motor  cars  with  correct  chauffeurs 
have  parked  outside  the  Legion  of 
Honor  during  lectures  and  other  special 
events;  the  Beaux  Arts  teas  have  as- 
sumed the  air  of  intimate  soirees  with 
guest  lists  watched  by  the  society  news 
writers ;  the  opening  day  of  exhibitions 
in  downtown  galleries  has  become  a 
social  event  that  one  must  have  at- 
tended to  hold  up  conversation  that 
evening  at  dinner;  and  the  opening  of 
a  new  gallery  has  been  made  definite 
occasion  for  celebration. 

For  years  it  was  one  of  my  delights 
to  slip  into  a  gallery  unobserved,  enjoy 
the  exhibition  quite  by  myself  and  step 


CURRENT  EXHIBITIONS 

Abdy — March  16  to  30,  Courvoisiers  —  water 
colors  and   pastels  by   Rowena   Meeks  Abdy. 

Albro— To  April  2D,  Legion  of  Honor  Palace — 
paintings  and  drawings  of  Mexican  life  by 
Maxine  Albro. 

Angelo — March  16  to  30,  the  Art  Center — paint- 
ings and  drawings  by  San  Francisco  illustra- 
tor,  Valenti  Angelo. 

Arkatov — March  23  to  April  4— camera  studies 
of  world  notables  by  Dr.   Alexander  Arkatov. 

Bakos— To  April  8,  Legion  of  Honor  Palace — 
water  colors  by  Josef  Bakos. 

Brissey — To  March  16,  the  Art  Center — water 
colors  by  Forrest  Lee  Brissey. 

Casey— To  March  15,  East-West  Gallery — retro- 
spective exhibition  of  work  by  John  Joseph 
Casey. 

Chagall— -To  April  20,  Legion  of  Honor  Palace — 
paintings  by  French  modernist,  Marc  Chagall. 

American  Etchers— To  March  21,  Paul  Elder — 
etchings  by  Josef  Pennell,  Bror  Olssen  Nor- 
feldt  and    Earl   Horter. 

Baltekal-Goodman— To  March  30,  Gruen's  Stu- 
dio— wood  engravings  and  pastels  by  Michael 
Baltekal-Goodman. 

Krasnow  —  To  April  20,  Legion  of  Honor  Palace 
— paintings,  drawings,  woodblocks,  pastels  and 
sculpture  by   Peter   Krasnow. 

Nisbit — To  April  10,  California  School  of  Fine 
Arts— water  colors  by  C.    Bachelder  Nisbit. 

No-Jury — To  March  30,  Berkeley  Art  Museum 
— Third  Annual   No-Jury  by   Berkeley  artists. 

Oldfield— To  March  21.  Gallerie  Beaux  Arts- 
water  color  drawings  by  Otis  Oldfield. 

1931  Prints— To  March  21,  Gallerie  Beaux  Arts 
American  prints  of   1931. 

Sauter — To  March  16,  Vickery,  Atkins  and  Tor- 
rey — water  colors,  lithographs  and  drawings 
by  Rudolf  H.  Sauter. 

Shore — To  March  16,  Legion  of  Honor  Palace — 
paintings    and    drawings   by    Henrietta    Shore. 


SELF    PORTRAIT 

by  Otis  Oldfield  who 
will  leave  the  latter  part 
of  March  for  Alaska  on 
a  fishing  boat  to  gather 
material  for  painting. 
His  water  colors  are  now 
on  view  at  the  Galerie 
Beaux  Arts. 


during  the  past  month,  the  one  that 
out  again  refreshed  by  a  few  minutes 
of  comparative  solitude.  Such  is  no 
longer  possible.  The  galleries  of  San 
Francisco  have  been  spoiled  for  secret 
rendevous.  I  am  afraid  before  long  I 
shall  even  have  to  wear  gloves. 

THE  opening  of  the  new  Courvoisier 
Gallery  in  the  quarters  formerly 
occupied  by  the  Post  Street  Book 
Store  was  an  event  of  late  February. 
Unusual  interest  attended  it  because  it 
marked  the  transition  of  a  very  small, 
young,  balcony  gallery  into  a  ground 
floor  establishment  with  adequate  space 
to  show  paintings  as  well  as  the  water 
colors  and  prints  that  were  presented 
in  the  former  Little  Gallery.  The  social 
interest  in  the  opening  may  have  been 
heightened  by  the  presence  in  the  gal- 
lery of  paintings  by  James  Swinner- 
ton,  president  of  the  Bohemian  Club, 
but  the  art  interest  will  be  far  better 
sustained  by  the  showing  of  water 
colors  by  Rowena  Meeks  Abdy  which 
opens  the  1  6th.  These  water  colors  are 
fine.  In  them  Mrs.  Abdy  has  painted 
strongly  and  with  clear  insight.  She 
has  utilized  the  landscape  of  Italy  and 
of  California  with  telling  effect,  re- 
casting her  impressions  into  coherent, 
meaningful  paintings.  For  the  first 
time,  she  shows  a  few  pastels.  These 
are  well  handled  but  have  not  the 
strength  and  surety  of  her  water  colors 
where  years  of  development  have  given 
her  a  directness  not  easily  gained  in  a 
new  medium. 

Ten  thousand  people  are  reported 
as  having  attended  Edward  Bruce's 
show  at  the  Gump  Galleries — I  can 
well  believe  that  half  that  many  were 
there  the  opening  day  for  I  had  need 


for  slenderness  to  make  my  way  even 
half  way  round  the  room.  Everybody 
was  there  and  by  that  I  mean  "Every- 
body." that  mythical  group  meant  by 
those  whose  intimates  are  the  goal  of 
social  aspirations.  Edward  Bruce  came 
to  San  Francisco  backed  both  by  an 
international  reputation  and  by  wide- 
spreading  California  family  connec- 
tions. His  paintings  are  best  described 
by  his  own  phrase  of  "classical  real- 
ism." He  is  interested  primarily  in  the 
actual  hills,  trees,  houses  and  other 
forms  in  the  landscape  he  sees  and  these 
he  casts  into  compositions  of  classic 
mold.  Bruce  is  highly  American.  He 
believes  in  home  products,  the  might 
of  America  to  get  what  it  wants,  and 
the  ultimate  attainment  of  general 
good  taste.  In  fact,  I  might  have 
doubted  the  complete  metamorphosis 
of  practical  business  man  to  impractical 
artist  had  he  not  advocated  the  solu- 
tion of  the  unemployment  situation 
by  means  of  a  revival  of  the  aesthetic 
crafts.  His  paintings  will  remain  on 
view  the  rest  of  this  week,  having  been 
held  over  for  four  weeks  that  all  who 
wished  might  come  to  see.  Monday, 
these  paintings  will  be  replaced  by  a 
group  of  work  by  contemporary  Irish 
painters. 

Gallery  attendance  is  an  interesting 
barometer  of  public  attention  but  it 
seems  to  have  little  correlation  to  the 
actual  acquisition  of  works  of  art  by 
San  Franciscans.  Often  one  finds  that 
the  exhibition  most  generously  at- 
tended finds  fewest  people  who  wish 
to  add  its  contents  to  their  own  pos- 
sessions. In  fact  it  is  no  better  indica- 
tion of  response  to  art  than  is  publicity. 
One  of  the  most  successful  exhibitions 

Continued  on  page  24 


22 


Moaning  at  the  Bar 


by  Brookes 


Being  a  somewhat  senti- 
mental lament  at  the  pass- 
ing of  Tilden  and  Jones 
from  amateur  ranks,  and  a 
brief  biographical  sketch 
contrasting  these  two 
"World's  Greatests." 

IT  IS  one  thing  to  be  world's  cham- 
pion, and  quite  another  to  be  con- 
ceeded  the  rare  title  of  "the  greatest 
player  of  all  time":  and  when  two 
individuals  acquire  this  rank  in  their 
respective  fields  within  the  same  decade, 
and  close  that  decade  with  their  re- 
tirement from  amateur  competition, 
the  event  is  nothing  short  of  dramatic. 
For  technically  faint  as  the  line  may 
be  that  divides  the  professional  from 
the  amateur,  it  nevertheless  separates 
two  distinct  worlds  in  sports,  and 
Tilden  and  Jones  have  said  goodbye 
forever  to  the  glamorous  glorified 
world  of  the  "Simon  Pures." 

From  a  practical  viewpoint  there 
is  really  no  occasion  to  "moan."  With 
Tilden's  retirement  one  senses  a  feel- 
ing of  relief;  with  Jones  one  feels  that 
he  could  not  have  chosen  a  more  op- 
portune moment,  having  reached  the 
heights  he  eliminated  all  possibility  of 
the  inevitable  anti-climax  by  with- 
drawing from  competition.  Yet  we 
cannot  help  but  mourn  the  loss  of 
these  two  brilliant  figures  who  have 
brought  inspirational  pleasure  to 
countless  thousands,  and  who  by  their 
stellar  achievements  have  set  standards 
that  perhaps  may  never  be  equalled. 

One  could  no  more  compare  Bobby 
Jones  to  Bill  Tilden  than  one  could 
compare  golf  to  tennis.  In  fact  it  is 
seldom  one  finds  two  personalities 
who  have  mutually  shared  universal 
adoration,  as  have  these  two,  so  anti- 
thetical in  every  respect.  One.  tall, 
lanky,  dashing,  spectacular;  the  other 
almost  stocky,  quiet,  modest,  un- 
assuming. The  stormy  career  of  the 
one  in  striking  contrast  to  the  smooth, 
unruffled  course  of  the  other.  Both 
geniuses — one  with  all  the  character- 
istics and  temperament  of  a  genius; 
the  other  (perhaps  fortunately)  pos- 
sessing none  of  these  qualities. 

BOTH  starting  at  the  tender  age  of 
six  or  thereabouts  in  their  respec- 
tive fields,  their  careers  diverge 
from  then  on.  Despite  the  fact  that  he 
played  tennis  consistently,  and  had 
the  advantage  of  an  older  brother, 
who  for  a  number  of  years  had  been  in 
the  top  flight  at  Philadelphia,  to  help 
andencourage  him.  Tilden  in  his  teens 


was  a  comparatively  mediocre  player, 
failing  even  to  make  his  college  var- 
sity team  until  his  senior  year.  Though 
at  the  age  of  twenty  he  won  the 
National  mixed  doubles  with  Mary 
K.  Browne,  he  was  still  termed  by 
many  a  "swatter."  Jones,  on  the  other 
hand,  at  the  age  of  fourteen  had  won 
seven  club  championships,  the  Georgia 
State  amateur  championship,  and 
reached  the  third  round  of  the  Na- 
tional Amateur!  He  started  playing 
golf  in  a  casual  sort  of  way,  at  first 
following  his  mother  and  father 
around  the  course  with  one  sawed-off 
club.  In  his  auto-biography  Jones  says 
that  the  best  luck  he  ever  had  in  golf 
was  when  Stewart  Maiden  came  from 
Carnoustie.  Scotland,  to  be  profes- 
sional at  the  East  Lake  Club,  on  the 
grounds  of  which  the  Jones  family 
resided.  For  it  was  by  tagging  at 
Maiden's  heels  as  a  spindley-legged 
little  boy.  and  unconsciously  imitating 
every  shot  made  by  the  "pro,"  that 
Jones  developed  such  an  early  game. 
But  in  all  due  respect  to  Stewart 
Maiden,  I  am  inclined  to  think  that  if 
it  hadn't  been  he,  it  would  have  been 
some  other  "pro"  whom  Jones  would 
have  followed,  imitated,  and  later 
developed  his  own  unparalleled  game. 
In  1915.  at  twenty-two.  Tilden 
achieved  his  first  national  ranking,  in 
class  No.  6,  there  being  100  ranking 
players  divided  into  ten  groups  of  ten 
players.  The  following  year  he  jumped 
to  the  "Second  Ten"  by  reason  of  his 
entry  into  "big  tournaments."  Never- 
theless his  game  was  extremely  erratic 
and  inconsistent — he  was  a  "promis- 
ing player  who  nearly  always  failed 
to  fulfill." 

JDNES  has  referred  to  the  years  be- 
tween 1916.  when  at  fourteen  he 
first  came  into  prominence,  to  1  923 
when  he  won  his  first  major  title,  as 
his  "seven  lean  years."  It  is  true  that 
in  that  time  he  played  in  eleven  na- 
tional championships  and  did  not  win 
one:  but  he  was  still  in  his  teens,  and 
even  then  his  achievements  were  caus- 
ing quite  a  stir  in  Eastern  golfing 
circles.  If  those  were  lean  years  for 
Bobby.  Tilden's  seven  years,  between 
1912,  when  he  first  showed  promise 
of  rising  above  mediocracy,  to  1920 
when  he  won  the  National  singles 
title,  were  nothing  short  of  emaciated ! 
But  it  was  not  within  these  years,  as 
with  Jones,  that  Tilden  developed  the 
game  that  was  to  rank  him  No.  1  on 
the  list  of  America's  tennis  stars,  and 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

to  enable  him  to  hold  that  position  for 
ten  consecutive  years.  It  was  the  year 
between  1919  after  his  decisive  defeat 
by  Johnston,  and  1920,  when  he  re- 
ciprocated in  that  memorable  match 
that  tried  and  tested  them  to  the  ut- 
most. Of  the  match  American  Lawn 
Tennis  says,  "When  victory  finally 
went  to  Tilden,  after  he  had  gone 
through  nerve-racking  and  courage- 
testing  vicissitudes,  and  had  several 
times  been  within  a  stroke  of  the 
match  only  to  be  denied,  the  realiza- 
tion came  that  here  was  a  great  genius 
of  the  game,  a  player  whose  mastery 
of  nearly  every  stroke  was  greater  than 
that  of  any  of  his  predecessors;  whose 
gameness  was  not  to  be  denied,  whose 
ability  to  rise  to  greater  and  yet  greater 
heights  when  the  need  came  was  little 
short  of  phenomenal.  This  match  was 
the  acid  test.  From  it  the  tall  Phila- 
delphian  emerged  triumphantly,  mint- 
stamped  "sterling."  Within  one  year 
Tilden  had  developed  from  an  "also- 
ran"  into  a  "World's  Greatest." 

Jones  attributes  the  turning  point 
after  his  "seven  lean  years."  not  to  an 
improvement  in  his  game,  but  to  the 
change  in  his  tournament  attitude,  his 
battle  with  Old  Man  Par  as  he  terms 
it.  But  it  was  the  amazing  improve- 
ment in  his  game,  the  perfection  of  his 
strokes  by  intensive  practice  in  over- 
coming his  weaknesses  that  jumped 
Tilden  to  his  stellar  position  in  that 
one  year.  Then  for  a  period  of  seven 
years  (strangely  enough)  both  men 
reigned  supreme.  Jones  from  1923  to 
1930,  in  which  time  he  won  thirteen 
national  championships  (American 
and  British)  including  the  immortal 
"Grand  Slam":  and  Tilden  from 
1920  to  1927.  within  these  years 
winning  the  National  Singles  title  six 
times,  and  being  on  the  winning  Davis 
Cup  team  seven  times.  And  now  the 
gruelling,  nerve-racking  championship 
days  are  over,  for  "uneasy  lies  the  head 
that  wears  the  crown"  is  as  true  of  the 
leaders  of  sport  today  as  it  was  of 
royalty  in  medieval  times. 

LOST  LADY 

by  Constance  Ferris 

Why  do  I  weep,  alone  in  my  apartment 

Here  amid  familiar  things, 

A  clock,  a  book,  a  chair? 

Not  for  Lethe,  though  it  bring 

Surcease  to  one  who  has  grown  weary 

And  moves  about  uncertainly 

In  a  daied  bewilderment 

At  life's  persistence. 

Wherefore  my  tears? 

Not  for  Mothers  nor  for  heroes. 

Thus  do  I  find  my  misery  summarized: 

I  weep  for  a  girl  in  a  white  skirt  and  a  red  jacket 

Who  met  life  with  a  gay  challenge 

Carrying  a  briefcase  under  her  arm. 


MARCH,  1931 


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Lonely 

Continued  from  page  19 

Then  he  began  to  discuss  with  him- 
self— because  he  was  lonely  and  adrift 
and  had  seen  little  of  his  friends  since 
Adele  and  the  child  left  for  San  Diego 
— how  simple  it  would  be  to  speak  to 
the  girl  some  morning — find  out  if  she 
was  really  unhappy — take  her  to  some 
play — dance  with  her — amuse  her  so 
that  those  dark  eyes  beneath  the  hat 
brim  would  lose  their  haunting  sad- 
ness. 

Curious,  how  difficult  it  seemed  to 
do  such  a  simple,  friendly  thing  as  that. 
Suppose  he  were  down  at  the  beach  and 
the  girl  got  out  of  her  depth  .  .  .  Sup- 
pose he  were  camping  and  the  girl  lost 
in  the  woods  .  .  .  Any  decent  man 
would  help  a  girl  in  trouble. 

Yet  here,  on  this  cable  car,  clamber- 
ing up  hill,  clattering  down  hill,  jolt- 
ing through  Chinatown,  jerking  to  a 
stop  with  the  traffic  at  Montgomery 
Street  where  most  of  the  passengers 
scrambled  off  and  darted  through  the 
crowd  to  scurry  into  tall  office  build- 
ings which  held  them  until  the  cable 
car  received  them  again  at  night — here, 
on  this  silly  little  cable  car,  some  irra- 
tional convention  prevented  Fletcher 
from  speaking  to  the  girl. 

People  would  laugh  at  him,  no 
doubt.  Sentimental  idiot.  The  girl's 
wistfulness  probably  indicated  noth- 
ing but  regret  because  she  had  overslept 
and  couldn't  stop  for  breakfast  for 
fear  she'd  annoy  her  boss  and  lose  her 
job.  Jobs  were  hard  to  get  these  days. 

The  men  at  the  insurance  office 
where  Fletcher  worked  would  snicker 
if  they  suspected  his  qualms.  The  girl 
was  pretty — no  question  of  that.  Why 
not  strike  up  an  acquaintance?  Easy  to 
"make"  most  girls  of  that  sort.  She 
couldn't  any  more  than  turn  you 
down. 

ONE  morning,  the  girl  looked 
frightened — as  if  she  might  cry 
if  you  stuck  a  finger  at  her,  as 
school  children  used  to  say. 

The  cripple  pulled  himself  on  the 
car  at  Van  Ness. 

"Good  morning!"  he  sang  out  to 
Lewis.  "Fine  morning,  isn't  it?" 

That  settled  it.  If  the  cripple  could 
be  sensible  and  friendly  .  .  .  "Tomor- 
row morning,"  thought  Lewis,  "I 
shall  speak  to  her.  I  shall  ask  her  to 
have  lunch  with  me!" 

The  next  morning  he  chose  his 
necktie  with  special  care.  He  hurried 
so  fast  to  catch  the  car  that  he  left  the 
newspaper  on  his  doorstep.  Then — 
too  early — he  had  to  wait  on  the  street 
corner  for  one  car  to  go  by,  because  he 
knew  just  which  car  she  always  took. 

At  Laguna  Street,    where  he  had 

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added  most  to  local  private  collections,  received 
no  more  than  three  lines  in  any  of  the  news- 
papers (see  advertising  department  edict  regard- 
ing galleries  that  do  not  advertise  in  leading 
dailies).  And  certainly  the  present  system  of 
art  news  published  by  the  newspapers  bears 
slight  relation  to  the  importance  or  significance 
of  the  exhibitions  presented.  The  news  that  is 
printed  in  the  art  columns  is  valuated  according 
to  human  interest,  novelty  of  subject  matter  or 
some  such  factor  quite  aside  from  the  worth 
of  the  exhibition  as  a  contribution  to  art. 
Perhaps  it  is  best  so.  since  the  news  columns 
are  obviously  written  for  the  unthinking  ma- 
jority who  wish  to  be  amused.  At  present,  the 
news  columns  serve  two  commendable  pur- 
poses— to  inform  the  interested  public  of  the 
contents  and  dates  of  exhibitions  and  to  bolster 
up  the  ego  of  the  artists  represented.  Perhaps 
we  should  be  content  with  two  such  accom- 
plishments, both  of  which,  because  they  occupy 
space  in  public  print,  enable  San  Francisco  to 
feel  that  it  is  paying  attention  to  art — even 
though  unintelligently. 

A  SHOW  that  received  far  less  printed  atten- 
tion than  it  deserved  was  that  of  work  by 
Henrietta  Shore  at  the  Legion  of  Honor 
Palace.  Here  is  a  contemporary  Californian 
working  in  a  highly  individualized  way.  She 
sees  beauty  in  clearly  defined  forms  and  high 
key  color  and  she  presents  this  form  and  color 
in  meaningful  compositions,  now  abstract, 
now  directly  related  to  reality.  Her  develop- 
ment each  year  seems  to  have  a  functional 
significance,  bringing  her  work  closer  to  some 
self-set  goal. 

Peter  Krasnow  is  another  Californian  with 
a  message  quite  his  own.  The  showing  of  his 
paintings,  wood  carvings,  pastels  and  prints  at 
the  California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor 
forms  the  first  comprehensive  presentation  of 
his  work  in  San  Francisco.  It  is  baffling.  There 
is  so  much  variety  within  the  gamut  of  Kras- 
now's  experiments  that  it  is  difficult  to  under- 
stand the  essential  contribution  this  man  is 
making  to  modern  art.  Working  independently, 
he  has  discovered  for  himself  the  ways  and 
means  of  contemporary  European  artists. 
There  is  a  closer  relationship  between  Krasnow 
and  Chagall,  whose  things  are  shown  in  a 
nearby  gallery,  than  between  Krasnow  and  any 
other  contemporary  work  shown  at  the  Legion 
Palace.  Last  month,  had  his  work  been  here, 
people  undoubtedly  would  have  discovered  a 
relationship  between  some  of  it  and  that  of 
Chirico.  But  Krasnow  does  not  know  the 
work  of  Chirico.  he  is  not  familiar  with  the 
theories  and  tenets  of  the  very  men  whose  work 
is  so  similar  to  his  own.  This  fact  seems  to 
present  proof  of  the  indigenous  quality  of 
certain  phases  of  modernism,  in  that  similar 
results  are  reached  by  widely  separated  artists 
of  the  same  period. 

THE  most  important  factor  of  art  in  San 
Francisco  at  this  moment  is  Lloyd  LaPage 
Rollins,  museum  director,  who  has  just 
returned  from  New  York  where  he  made  pre- 
liminary arrangements  for  features  of  the 
1931-32  season  at  both  the  California  Palace 
of  the  Legion  of  Honor  and  the  M.  H.  dc 
Young  Memorial  Museum.  (Would  that  in 
the  combination  of  these  two  institutions  under 
the  one  direction  something  could  be  done  to 
shorten  the  imposing  names  to  something  that 
would  allow  room  for  discussion  of  events  in 
their  galleries  on  the  same  page  with  the  an- 
nouncement of  time  and  place  held.) 

Director  Rollins  has  accomplished  in  a  few 
months  what  many  years  of  agitation  failed  to 
do — he  has  established  a  definite  museum  pro- 
gram for  San  Francisco  and  allotted  to  each 
museum  a  clearly  defined  function.  The  dc 
Young  Museum  will  be  devoted  exclusively  to 
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his  new  establishment 

Interior  Decoration 

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Antiques 

Paintings  by 

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482  Sutter  Street 

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MARCH,  1931 


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California  Palace  will  confine  its  energies  to  painting  and  sculpture. 
At  the  de  Young  during  the  coming  season  will  be  shown  the  collection 
of  Russian  Icons  now  at  the  Metropolitan  Museum;  the  great  Guelph 
treasure  of  the  Dukes  of  Brunswick  which  is  considered  one  of  the  most 
important  aggregations  of  Romanesque  and  Gothic  ecclesiastical  work 
in  metal,  enamels  and  jewels  in  the  entire  world;  a  group  of  Laurentian 
bronzes  from  ancient  Persia:  an  exhibition  of  historical  wall  papers;  a 
group  of  historical  textiles  from  the  Elsberg  collection;  a  collection  of 
contemporary  Dutch  crafts,  and  other  bodies  of  material  interesting  to 
the  student  and  appreciator  of  decorative  art.  Here  also  will  be  instituted 
a  graphic  arts  department  with  a  series  of  exhibitions  of  both  historical 
and  contemporary  moment.  The  California  Palace  will  continue  its 
rotation  of  exhibitions  presenting  vital  work  of  present  and  past  periods. 

Thomas  Howe.  Jr..  has  been  engaged  by  Director  Rollins  as  assistant 
director  at  the  Legion  of  Honor  Palace.  Originally  from  Indianapolis. 
Mr.  Howe  comes  to  San  Francisco  with  an  A.B.  and  Master's  degree  from 
Harvard,  practical  experience  in  the  Fogg  Museum  and  technical  study 
abroad.  Another  new  member  of  the  Palace  staff  is  Miss  Franziska  Schacbt 
of  Boston  who  comes  here,  following  study  at  Vassar  and  Simmons  and 
experience  in  the  Vose  gallery  and  the  Boston  Museum,  to  give  docent 
and  educational  service  similar  to  that  already  started  by  Mrs.  Katherine 
Ehrgott  Caldwell. 

Running  concurrently  with  a  preponderance  of  contemporary  shows 
at  other  galleries,  the  exhibition  of  work  by  the  late  John  Joseph  Casey 
at  the  East  West  Gallery  offers  direct  contrast.  It  is  a  pity  that  more  dis- 
crimination was  not  shown  in  the  selection  of  the  material  for.  in  the 
present  show,  the  late  artist  is  shown  in  a  very  uneven  light.  Trivial, 
even  rather  bad  things,  are  shown  with  work  upon  which  a  posthumous 
reputation  might  be  founded.  There  are  several  canvases  that  cling  to  one's 
memory  as  having  substance  other  than  being  merely  part  of  the  great 
stream  of  impressionism  in  which  Casey  found  himself — for  these  we 
are  thankful. 


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Lonely 

Continued  from  page  23 
grown  so  accustomed  to  watching  her  slim 
body  buffeting  the  wind,  the  car  did  not  even 
stop.  Perhaps  she  had  come  early  too  and  had 
walked  on  to  the  next  corner.  But  there  was 
only  a  forlorn  old  woman  at  the  next  corner. 
She  must  have  taken  the  earlier  car  which 
he  had  let  pass  him.  What  a  fool  he  was! 
Now  he  would  have  to  wait  until  tomorrow 
morning. 

THE  pert  stenographer  jostled  against  him. 
reached  past  him   to  grab  hold  of  another 

girl.  She  thrust  beneath  his  face  the  morn- 
ing newspaper,  the  flaunting  headline:  BEAU- 
TY'S DEATH-LEAP  MYSTIFIES  POLICE 
— a  smeared  picture — those  lovely,  haunting 
eyes. 

"Can  yaa  beat  it,  Edna?"  the  pert  girl  was 
saying:  "I  knew  that  kid.  Her  an'  me  ate 
lunch  yestiday  at  the  Cafeteria.  An'  she  use-ta 
take  this  car  to  work  .  .  .  The  paper  says  she 
must-a  jumped  out-a  the  window  where  she 
worked  in  the  Ross  Building  'cause  she  was 
lonely  .  .  .  Lonely  in  this  town  .  .  .  Gee,  cin 
ya  beat  that?" 

Jim  Tully  At  Home 

Continued  from  page  10 
Irish  cat!  Why  don't  you  come  to  bed? 

Tully — It  may  be  an  Irish  cat,  but  it  isn't 
red-headed!  Oh,  well!  I  guess  I'll  peel  off  my 
filthy  rags  and  get  my  unwashed  body  into  these 
lousy  pajamas.  What  th — !  Hey!  Where's  the 
bugs  on  these? 

Mrs.  Tully — I  had  them  deloused,  my  dear. 

Tully — H — 1 !  Now  I  won't  sleep  a  wink! 
Isn't  it  enough  for  me  to  sweat  blood  all  day 
at  the  movie  studio,  and  then  go  over  to  Jack 
Gilbert's  sanitary  shack 

Mrs.  Tully — What  did  you  do  over  at  the 
Gilbert's,  Jim? 

Tully — Oh,  he  knocked  one  of  my  d — ned 
teeth  loose  and  I  flattened  his  ear.  Then  we 
got  down  to  business.  I'm  helping  him  write 
a  book. 

Today's  Opera  House 

Continued  from  page  14 
House,  Veterans'  Building  and  Memorial  Court 
— will  be  in  harmony  with  this  structure  and 
will  impressively  complete  the  Civic  Center. 

THE  Opera  House  auditorium  is  planned  to 
meet,  intelligently  and  adequately,  the  newer 
concepts  of  theatrical  art  and  architecture, 
whose  aim  is  to  realize  the  ultimate  emotional 
and  suggestive  possibilities  of  the  play,  opera 
or  symphony.  The  house  will  have  two  bal- 
conies in  addition  to  the  main  floor.  It  will 
seat  3.250  people,  and  seat  them  on  terms  of 
full  equality.  Every  seat  in  the  house  will 
command  a  full,  undistorted  view  of  the  entire 
stage.  Authorities  on  acoustics  and  illumina- 
tion will  be  called  to  consultation  to  assure 
perfection  in  these  two  most  important  con- 
siderations. 

The  result  will  be  that  every  member  of 
the  audience,  regardless  of  the  position  of  seat, 
or  price  paid,  will  be  able  to  sit  comfortably 
throughout  the  performance.  Those  to  the  rear 
will  not  be  forced  to  spend  the  evening  craning 
their  necks  to  follow  the  movements  of  mario- 
nettes in  a  remote  circle  of  glaring  light,  nor 
strain  their  ears  in  a  vain  attempt  to  catch 
elusive  notes  of  music  or  the  human  voice. 
Those  to  the  front  will  not  be  confused  by  a 
blare  of  sound  and  blaze  of  light.  The  entire 
audience  will  hear,  see  and  enjoy  the  perform- 
ance as  it  is  presented. 

Backstage  facilities,  work  rooms,  dressing 
rooms  and  the  like  will  embody  the  most 
advanced  ideas  for  these  units  in  order  that  the 
house  may  function  as  a  musical  laboratory 
and  work  room  as  well  as  a  public  meeting 
place. 


MARCH,  1931 


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NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


The  Travers  Theatre 


.  This  intimate  little  theatre  in  the  Fairmont  Hotel  has 
become  a  center  for  various  activities,  supplementing  the  pro- 
ductions of  the  Reginald  Travers  Repertory  Players.  Following 
an  interesting  season  which  included  "The  Amazons,"  The 
Affairs  of  Anatol,"  "Lysistrata,"  "Uncle  Vanya,"  "Enter 
Madam,"  "Nob  Hill  Gaieties"  and  "Love  Apples,  the 
Players  are  now  in  rehearsal  for  "The  Cardinal" — a  modernized 
version  of  Sir  Bulwer  Lytton's  "Richelieu."  In  this,  Mr.  Travers 
will  play  the  title  role,  supported  by  a  cast  of  fifty. 

In  the  meantime,  the  March  program  at  the  Travers  Theatre 
includes  special  music  events  each  Sunday  evening.  On  March 
1st,  Mme.  Sofia  Neustadt  presented  a  melody  drama  of  "Der 
Rosenkavalier"  appearing  in  joint  program  with  Jeannette  von 
Sturm  Stock,  mezzo-soprano,  The  next  program  featured  Grace 
Burroughs  in  a  cycle  of  East  Indian  dances  and  Audrey  Farn- 
croft,  soprano.  Miss  Burroughs  was  assisted  by  Herbert  Clark 
who  played  on  the  sarenga,  an  old  Indian  instrument.  On 
March  15th,  Emelie  Melville  will  give  reminiscences  of  light 
operas  in  a  program  with  Ellen  Page  Pressley,  soprano,  and 


DOROTHY  MOORE 


Martin  Cory,  baritone,  who  will  sing  selections  from  various 
light  operas.  March  22nd,  the  program  will  be  given  by  Con- 
suelo  Gonzales  and  Arthur  Johnson  and  the  series  will  close, 
March  29th,  with  a  recital  by  Eva  Atkinson,  contralto,  and 
Noel  Sullivan,  bass. 

Later  in  the  spring  the  Travers  Repertory  Players  willgive  a 
season  of  Gilbert  and  Sullivan  revivals,  beginning  with  "Pina- 
fore." Well  known  singers  will  compose  the  cast,  including 
Ellen  Page  Pressley,  Loraine  Sands,  Nona  Campbell,  Arthur 
Johnson,  Martin  Cory  and  Noel  Sullivan. 

Already,  Mr.  Travers  has  announced  that  the  Players  have 
in  preparation  for  next  season  "Daughter  of  Jorio"  and 
"L'Artesienne"  by  Alphonse  Daudet  and  other  interesting 

These  future  events,  no  doubt,  will  be  accompanied,  as  have 
the  recent  events  at  the  Travers  Theatre,  with  a  succession  of 
dinner  parties  in  the  Venetian  Room  of  The  Fairmont  and  after- 
theatre  entertaining  in  Peacock  Court — ever  the  most  popular 
places  for  distinguished  entertaining. 


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TO    THE     ORIENT 

Romance  is  just 

"Around  the  Corner" 
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Continued  from  page  19 

England.  Seemingly  this  arrangement  was  per- 
fect but  in  actual  fact  it  had  its  drawbacks, 
because  the  price  of  coal  in  Australia  fixed  the 
price  of  wheat  in  California  and  vice  versa.  If 
coal  were  too  cheap  to  haul,  the  boats  would 
not  stop  at  San  Francisco  on  the  return  trip  to 
England  to  pick  up  the  wheat.  On  the  other 
hand  if  wheat  were  too  cheap  to  pay  for  the 
haul  the  coal  miners  suffered  because  the  boats 
again  would  not  stop  for  the  wheat,  hence 
they  would  not  carry  the  coal. 

There  have  been  times  in  the  history  of 
San  Francisco's  shipping  when  the  entire  crop 
of  the  ranchers  has  been  at  the  mercy  of  the 
profiteer.  In  the  days  when  the  great  grain 
barons  ruled  the  state,  before  the  era  of  rail- 
roads, ranchers  were  dependent  upon  vessels  to 
transport  their  grain  to  eastern  and  foreign 
markets.  This  was  an  opportunity  not  to  be 
overlooked.  Gradually  one  powerful  family 
began  cornering  all  of  the  cargo  carrying  space 
that  came  in.  At  shipping  time  the  grain 
growers  were  at  their  mercy  and  rates  were 
prohibitive.  This  condition  existed  for  several 
years  until  another  of  the  country's  rich  men, 
incensed  at  the  injustice,  contracted  with  the 
growers  for  all  their  wheat.  When  shipping 
time  arrived  that  fall  he  refused  to  ship  except 
at  his  terms.  The  profiteers  in  bottoms  were  on 
the  verge  of  financial  ruin  and  were  coming  to 
terms  when  the  wheat  corner  baron  died.  But 
his  work  had  been  done.  The  corner  was 
crushed  and  never  again  has  this  evil  confronted 
the  growers. 

FROM   its  haphazard  beginning   the  port   of 
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of  the  earth  and  over  which  passes  the  larger 
portion  of  the  world's  commerce.  In  less  than 
a  hundred  years  the  port  of  San  Francisco  has 
grown  from  nothing  to  a  place  where  now  it 
imports  and  exports  near  twelve  million  tons 
and  during  1930  7,332  ships  dropped  anchor 
and  deposited  passengers  and  cargo  upon  the 
docks. 

The  small  handful  of  mail  which  came  in 
on  the  first  steamer  would  pass  unnoticed 
among  the  two  or  three  million  pieces  handled 
daily  through  the  post  office  to  make  its  way 
toward  train  and  ship  bound  for  every  city  and 
port  in  the  world. 

"Steamer  Day,"  those  memorable  times  of 
the  sixties,  seventies,  eighties  and  nineties,  oc- 
curring twice  a  month  when  the  steamer  arrived 
and  departed  for  the  east — is  still  within  the 
memory  of  living  men.  Marked  indeed  is  the 
change  from  those  days  to  the  present  when 
every  day  is  steamer  day.  The  harbor  is  full  of 
cargo  carriers,  passenger  ships  and  pleasure 
craft.  It  would  be  an  event  now  without 
parallel  to  find  a  time  when  the  forty-five  great 
docks  were  all  empty  or  the  bay  free  of  ships. 

San  Francisco  occupies  a  vital  position  in 
relation  to  trade  routes.  It  is  the  key  to  the 
commerce  of  the  Pacific,  lying  as  it  does  only 
163  miles  from  the  Great  Circle  Route  from 
Panama  to  Yokohama,  Nagasaki,  Shanghai. 
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ships  of  the  world  come  to  berth  at  this  port. 
Regularly  the  giant  Belgenland  makes  it  a  port 
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Hamburg  American  line  on  her  annual  world 
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from  the  Port  of  San  Francisco  that  the  fleet 
and  luxurious  Maloto  of  the  Matson  Line 
makes  her  fortnightly  trip  to  Hawaii,  and  from 
San  Francisco  the  Dollar  boats  leave  for  'round 
the  world. 

These  are  only  a  few  of  the  ships  that  make 
this  a  Port  o'  Call.  Cargo  carriers  from  the 
world's  seaports  discharge  at  San  Francisco 
docks  and.  loaded  to  the  Plimsol  mark  with 
products  for  world-wide  consumption,  depart 
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wealthy,  started  a  revolution  and  was  finally 
murdered. 

The  adventures  of  the  book  compose  only 
a  frame-work  on  which  the  character  of  John 
Marsh  is  hung.  His  life  was  beset  with  many 
trials.  Some  of  them  he  inflicted  upon  him- 
self, others  came  uninvited.  Always  after  a 
harrowing  experience.  Dr.  Lyman  gives  the 
changed  character  of  his  protagonist.  Some- 
times one  applauds,  sometimes  one  condemns. 
The  author  does  not  intrude  his  own  opinion. 
He  offers  the  facts  as  he  gathered  them  and  the 
result,  if  you  like  history  and  biography  inter- 
mingled, is  gratifying. 

Hard  Lines 

By  Ogden  Nash 
(Simon  and  Schuster.  $1.75) 
Modern  verse  or  poetry  has  a  way  of  defying 
description.  This  volume,  on  the  other  hand, 
is  neither  poetry  nor  verse.  Bearded  sages  who 
lecture  from  college  rostrums  on  dangling  par- 
ticiples, split  infinitives.  Keats.  Byron  and 
Shelley,  might  call  it  balderdash,  but  Mr.  Nash 
himself  calls  it  doggerel.  His  classification  is 
acceptable. 

"Hard  Lines",  now  in  the  third  printing,  is 
not  tobe  blown  aside  with  a  contumelious  sniff. 
Aside  from  offering  some  passable  satire  and  a 
few  laughs,  it  is  intelligent. 

Mr.  Nash  has  crossed  the  mental  attitude  of 
H.  L.  Mencken  with  the  raucous  style  of  E.  E. 
Cummings  and  he  has  very  nearly  succeeded 
in  spawning  a  new  variety  of  verse.  Listen  to 
this: 

The  turtle  lives  'twixt  plated  decks 
Which  practically  conceal  its  sex. 
I  think  it  clever  of  the  turtle 
In  such  a  fix  to  be  so  fertile. 
He  also  aims  the  spurt  of  his  Waterman  at 
such    dignitaries    as    Senator    Smoot.    Bernarr 
Macfadden.  Arthur  Brisbane,  Commander  Byrd 
and  Amy  McPherson. 

After  reading  the  book  one  inevitably  comes 
to  the  conclusion  that  Buffoon  Nash,  in  spite 
of  the  likeness  of  his  work  to  that  of  E.  E. 
Cummings.  should  not  be  exterminated.  He 
should  be  left  at  large  to  spread  cheer  in  the 
too  prevalent  gloom  of  modern  letters. 

The  illustrations  by  O.  Soglow  are  better 
than  the  "verse". 

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type  of  book  that  begins  and  ends  like  a  fever- 
ish Ferris  wheel,  with  scarcely  more  relationship 
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red  electric  lights. 


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sseen 

by 

her 


AND  now  what?  There  is  so  much  to  be  seen 
J\  in  the  shops  and  such  an  unlimited  list  of 
things  to  recommend.  Think  I'll  take  a 
clue  from  the  fascinating  window  displays  and 
at  random  pick  out  the  ones  that  score  a  bull's 
eye.  , 

Because  it's  spring.  Podesta  K  Baldocchi's 
have  the  right  of  way.  It's  worth  the  price  of  a 
corsage  of  violets  to  walk  under  the  fragrant 
arch  of  blossoming  quince  albeit  twenty  feet. 
The  old  spring  sap  begins  to  rise,  and  when 
you  meet  Dan  at  the  end  of  this  short  stroll  and 
he  cajoles  you  into  buying  orchids,  it  is  still 
worth  the  price.  You  go  out  friendly  with  the 
world  in  general.  I  believe  this  window  display 
is  the  very  brightest  spot  in  San  Francisco,  and 
I'm  happy  to  see  it  has  more  allure  than  any 
place  in  town.  Only  an  artist  could  arrange 
color  combinations  such  as  they  offer  here  and 
no  matter  how  busy  the  shopper,  there  is 
always  time  for  a  trek  to  this  gorgeous  floral 
display.  It's  part  of  the  works.  Surrounded  on 
both  sides  by  the  plate  glass  show  windows  of 
the  White  House  it  becomes  a  jewel  in  a  rare 
setting. 

Of  these  many  magnificent  show  cases  the 
one  I  picked  to  gaze  and  gaze  was  just  to  the 
left  of  the  entrance.  Skiing ! !  !  The  first  time  I 
ever  saw  these  costumes  was  in  little  ole  New 


[by  Molly  Merkley 

York.  They  were  arresting  because  new  but 
I'm  sure  I  thought  them  ugly  and  indexed 
them  with  far  away  Lake  Placid  and  the  New 
Hampshire  Hills.  Now  there  are  so  many  in 
Yosemite  and  Tahoe  they  are  like  skippers  on 
a  fish  pond  and  the  designers  vie  with  one 
another  to  make  them  most  fascinating.  Look- 
ing at  these  beautiful  costumes  causes  this  win- 
dow to  open  up  vistas  of  snow-capped  moun- 
tains and  frosted  firs.  Lady,  lady,  we  owe  you 
much. 

Of  course  if  there  was  any  justice  in  the 
world  I  should  be  owning  that  sapphire  chif- 
fon showing  this  week  in  Gaffney's.  Not  a 
gadget  in  the  damned  thing,  but  if  you  knew 
clothes  you  couldn't  miss  it.  What  possibili- 
ties? Visions  of  the  appraising  eye  of  "good 
Iookin'  "  would  make  you  nod  toward  the 
blue  moon  and  as  nonchalantly  as  you  "light  a 
Murad."  suggest  a  stroll.  He's  a  cinch.  That  is 
if  you're  bent  that  way. 

That  last  paragraph  suggests  diamonds  and 
all  I  had  to  do  was  wait  for  the  gong,  because 
Shreve  S3  Company  were  just  across  the  inter- 
section with  diamonds  to  spare.  Only  the 
square  and  oblong  cuts  were  on  exhibition. 
And  what  an  exhibition!  Cool  aloof  looking 
stones  that  give  that  empress  feeling  to  the 
wearer.  I  know — page  Mr.  Ripley — for.  be- 
lieve it  or  not.  I  owned  a  six-carat  oblong 
diamond  and — well  we  won't  go  into  that, 
only.  "I  wonder  who's  wearing  it  now." 
Emeralds,  rubies  and  sapphires,  one  more  gor- 
geous than  the  other,  makes  you  marvel  at  the 
stupendous  stock  of  precious  stones  carried  by 
this  splendid  firm.  The  general  courtesy  ex- 
tended to  the  smallest  buyer  makes  it  a  pleasure 
to  be  on  the  books  of  Shreve  ft  Company. 

Just  a  step  farther  is  Joseph's.  I  can't  pass 
this  shop  without  a  peek  at  the  animal  room. 
Every  day  there  is  something  new  to  see.  Petite 
whimsical  figures  in  colored  glass  of  every  con- 
ceivable wild  beestee  that  ever  growed — and 
some  that  didn't  makes  you  want  to  pull  old 
Noah's  whiskers  and  say  "Tie  that!"  It's  truly 
most  fascinating  and  makes  one  realize  that 
the  child  is  not  far  from  the  man  ever. 

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waiting  like  whippets  all  a  tremor  for  the  start, 
make  a  hazard  these  day  not  unlike  Trader 
Horn  beset  with  perils  of  the  jungle.  I  held  up 
my  hand  to  one  young  sprout  and  found  my- 
self saying  the  wrong  thing,  "Be  your  age." 
Was  I  wrong?  You  would  know  I  was  if  you 
could  see  the  black  and  blue  spot. 

Is  funny  that  way.  but  the  next  window 
that  caused  me  to  Parade!  Rest!  was  full  of 
good  looking  lamps  at  the  City  of  Paris.  I 
think  a  lamp  is  the  most  cantankerous  thing 
in  the  world  to  buy.  You  have  a  picture  in 
your  mind  of  just  what  you  want  but  you 
find  the  lamp  makers  union  think  you're  a 
scab  and  don't  make  them  that  way.  Here  was 
an  assortment,  all  good  looking,  that  you  could 
plan  over.  Nothing  garrish.  Cheery  without 
being  too  bright — wait  a  minute,  I'm  going 
in  and  scrape  an  acquaintance  with  that  lamp 
buyer.  He's  a  regular  guy  and  certainly  knows 
his   onions. 

For  the  sake  of  an  argument,  "don't  you 
love  shops  for  men"?  I  never  pass  one  up.  and 
know  if  I  were  a  man  I'd  revel  in  the  Knox 
Shop.  The  good  taste  displayed  in  their  stock 
is  a  positive  inspiration.  What  a  tough  break  it 
would  be  to  clip  a  few  coupons  and  then  be  on 
the  loose  in  this  shop.  For  to  me  it  is  the  shop 


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Tonight  it  will  be  cool.  Guests  will 
sleep  'neath  blankets  with  a  fresh 
breeze  blowing  from  lofty  San  Jacinto's 
snow-crowned  crests.  Sleep  will 
come  early,  linger  late  ...  for  the 
nights  are  dedicated  to  repose,  at  El 
Mirador,  in  the  Garden  of  the  Sun. 

A  wonderful  place  for  play  ...  a 
marvelous  place  for  rest.  A  land  of 
beginning  again,  where  mind  and 
body  are  refreshed,  made  new  .  .  . 
Come,  bring  the  children — they'll  love 
it  .  .  .  and  this  kindly  winterland  will 
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of  shops.  That  plain  henna  sweater  in  the 
window  facing  Geary  would  stymie  any  man's 
style  on  the  golf  links,  while  the  full-dress  suit 
with  its  gros-grain  facings  has  a  bulge  on  all 
the  others.  A  gentle  hint,  that  powder  marks 
brush  off  this  silk  much  better  than  satin, 
might  make  petting  a  simpler  art.  How  do  I 
know?  Ask  me  something  easy. 

An  amusing  sidelight  on  people  and  their 
whimsicalities  is  shown  on  sunny  days  at  the 
Courtyard  Tearoom.  People  crowd  up  the 
narrow  stairs  to  the  charming  sun-flooded 
courtyard  and  the  gay,  green-walled  dining 
room  beyond  for  one  of  the  truly  famous 
Courtyard  Salads  or  some  other  particular 
delicacy.  But,  though  the  brighter  the  sun 
shines  the  gayer  are  the  walls  and  bright-hucd 
tables  inside  (making  the  dining  room  much 
lighter  than  any  other  tearoom  in  town),  one 
finds  that  people  resort  to  almost  any  strategy 
to  get  a  place  in  the  direct  sunshine. 

Another  charming  place  that  I  have  found 
more  recently  is  Chez  Peshon  in  the  El  Cortez 
Hotel.  Here  one  finds  quiet,  intimate  surround- 
ings in  which  to  choose  from  delightful  French 
models  anything  from  a  newlinen  lace  evening 
dress  to  a  sport  ensemble  with  matching  hat 
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Continued  from  page  17 

pots  of  his  own  based  on  "Martha,"  "Faust,'' 
and  "The  Jewels  of  the  Madonna,"  respectively, 
which  made  those  who  know  the  operas  burst 
into  tears,  and  convinced  the  others  that  they 
were  right  in  staying  away  from  any  perform- 
ances which  even  in  part  might  resemble  such 
stupid  presentations.  In  other  words,  legitimate 
performances  of  operas  suffered  at  the  hands  of 
a  "musician"  (?)  whose  orchestra  consists  of  a 
brass  section  with  all  other  instruments  play- 
ing their  accompaniment,  and  whose  greatest 
joy  in  life  is  to  watch  a  cymbal  player  go 
through  the  most  ridiculous  contortions  while 
playing  his  instrument.  And  this,  mind  you, 
is  only  one  of  the  dangers  which  beset  operas. 
There  are  many  others.  The  quasi-operatic 
singer  whose  vocal  interpretations  of  arias, 
accompanied  by  wierd  bodily  squirmings,  pass 
as  great  art  among  the  uninitiated — the  radio 
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Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  S.  McCreery  entertained  a 
party  of  friends  at  dinner  on  the  evening  of  March 
2nd,  later  taking  the  group  to  the  opening  perform- 
ance of  the  Chicago  Civic  Opera  Company. 

Mrs.  Alexander  Garceau  entertained  members  of 
the  debutante  group  at  luncheon  at  her  home  in 
Jackson  Street,  the  occasion  complimenting  Miss 
Kahterine  Stent.  Mrs.  Frederick  A.  Birdge  also 
gave  a  luncheon  for  members  of  the  younger  group 
at  the  Town  and  Country  Club.  Miss  Mignon  Wil- 
lard    was    the   complimented   guest    on    this   occasion. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul  Fagan  are  occupying  their 
Pebble  Beach  home  this  spring.  Among  their  first 
house  guests  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  B.  Hen- 
derson. 

The  Gymkhana  Club  of  San  Mateo  held  an  infor- 
mal horse  show  on  February  14th.  The  show  w:as 
put  on  by  the  club's  juvenile  members.  Mrs.  Wil- 
liam C.  Duncan  and  Mrs.  Nion  R.  Tucker  were  in 
charge  of  the  program. 

Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels  gave  a  luncheon  at  her 
b< inie  in  Washington  Street  in  honor  of  Miss  Eliza- 
beth   Forderer,   the  fiancee  of  Mr.    Ernest   Charlston. 

Members  of  the  San  Francisco  Branch  of  the 
Junior  League  will  present  the  play,  "Sleeping 
Beauty,"  written  by  Mrs.  William  Kent,  Jr..  at  the 
Community  Playhouse  on  the  afternoons  of  April 
nh,  10th  and  11th.  The  one  evening  performance 
will  be  given  on  April   10th. 

Mrs.  Edward  H.  Clark  of  New  York  is  being 
greatly  complimented  on  her  book,  "Hidden  Allu- 
sions in  Shakespeare's  Plays.''  The  gist  of  Mrs. 
Clark's  extensive  research  work  is  to  the  effect  that 
the  plays  of  Shakespeare  are  in  reality  the  work  of 
Edward  De  Vere,  seventeenth  Earl  of  Oxford.  Mrs. 
Clark  is  the  mother  of  Mrs.  Howard  Park  of  Bur- 
lingame  and  of  Mr.   Edward   H.   Clark,  Jr. 

The  marriage  of  Miss  Carol  Rogers  of  Boston 
and  Mr.  Allen"  L.  Chickering,  Jr.,  of  Piedmont,  will 
take  place  on  May  23rd  in  Boston. 

Mrs.  James  A.  Black  is  again  occupying  her 
apartments  in  the  Hotel  St.  Francis  after  concluding 
a  five  months'  tour  of  the  Orient. 

Mrs.  George  L.  Filmer  entertained  a  group  of 
fourteen  friends  at  luncheon  at  the  Woman's  Ath- 
letic  Club. 

Since  their  return  from  their  honeymoon  in  South- 
ern California,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Shorb  Steele  (Betty 
Bolton)  have  been  occupying  an  apartment  on  Rus- 
sian   Hill. 

Welcoming  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Legh-Jones, 
who    recently    returned    from    an    extended    visit    in 


England,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Monroe  Eyre  Pinckard 
gave   a   buffet    supper   at    their   home   in    San    Mateo. 

Mrs.  Tobin  Clark  gave  a  large  dinner  party  at 
her  Pebble  Beach  home  during  a  week-end  stay  on 
the    Monterey    Peninsula. 

Mi.  and  Mrs.  Maurice  Sullivan  have  returned  to 
San   Francisco  after  a  visit  in   Chicago. 

Mrs.  Howard  Fleming.  Miss  Genevieve  Hart,  Miss 
Alice  Schussler,  Miss  Ruth  Turner,  Mrs.  George 
Bowles,  Mrs.  Alan  Lowrey,  Mrs.  Palmanteer  Gib- 
son and  Mrs.  M.  C.  SIoss  are  among  the  women 
doing  important  work  in  connection  with  this  year's 
Community  Chest  drive. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  W.  Brailey  will  give  a 
dinner  dance  for  fifty  at  their  home  in  Pacific  Ave- 
nue on  the  evening  of  March  7th. 

Mrs.  Morbio  de  Mailly  has  been  named  chairman 
of  the  telephone  campaign  committee  of  the  recently 
organized  San  Francisco  Salvage  Shop,  a  project 
headed  by  Mrs.  A.  B.  Spreckels.  The  purpose  of 
the  shop  is  to  aid  the  needy  and  unemployed. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Thomas  Paige  Maillard  are  plan- 
ning to  open  their  country  place  at  Atherton  early 
in   April. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Mrs.  George  H.  Eldridge  is  passing  the  winter  in 
Florence. 

Mrs.  Roger  Lapham.  accompanied  by  her  daugh- 
ter. Miss  Carol  Lapham,  is  en  route  to  Europe, 
where  she  will  spend  the  spring  and  summer. 

Miss  Cornelia  Armshy  has  taken  the  apartments 
of  the  Princess  Jane  Faustino  in  Rome.  Miss 
Armsby's  brother,  Mr.  Raymond  Armsby,  is  also 
spending  the  winter  in  Rome.  . 

Mrs.  Gustave  Ziel  is  in  Paris  for  an  indefinite 
period.  She  is  staying  with  her  son-in-law  and 
daughter,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  David  Brown,  at  their 
apartment. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  R.  Folger  are  in  Xew  York 
at   the  present    writing,    staving   at    the    Hotel    Plaza. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bernard  W.  Ford  were  in  New 
York  recently,  guests  at  the  Ritz-Carlton. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanley  Dollar  and  Miss  Diana 
Dollar  visited  Xew  York  following  the  launching  of 
the  new   Dollar  liner,   the  President   Cooldige. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  W.  Morgan  made  the  Hotel 
St.  Regis  their  home  during  their  recent  stay  in 
Xew    York.  ... 

Mrs.  David  Armstrong  Taylor  is  visiting  Count 
and  Countess  Ferrara  at  the  Cuban  Embassy  m 
Washington.  D.  C.  Mrs.  Taylor  recently  dined  at 
the  White  House. 


SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Whittel  were  in  Los  Angeles 
recently  on  a   five-day   visit. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Otto  Balkan  were  recently  at  Snow 
Creek  Ski  Lodge  in  Yosemite.  Jules  Frisch,  ski 
expert,  accompanied  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Barkan.  Mrs. 
Barkan  has  the  distinction  of  being  the  first  woman 
to  make  the  eight-mile  trip  from  Snow  Creek  to 
Tenaya   Lake,   on  skis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mortimer  Fleishhacker  are  spend- 
ing  a   month   in   Santa    Barbara. 

Among  the  San  Franciscans  who  motored  into 
Yosemite  over  the  recent  holiday  week  end  were 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Gerald  Herrman  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Jerd    Sullivan. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  Erie  Brownell  spent  a 
week  in   Death  Valley  recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  C.  Moore  were  at  the  Santa 
Barbara   Biltmore  recently  on  a  visit  of  a  week. 

Miss  Genevieve  Hart  spent  the  month  of  Febru- 
ary in   Los  Angeles. 

Colonel  and  Mrs.  A.  E.  Stewart,  their  niece.  Miss 
Barbara  Stewart,  and  Mrs.  Edward  Montgomery, 
comprised  one  of  the  many  parties  of  San  Francisco 
society  folk  who  motored  to  Yosemite  for  the  Wash- 
ington's   Birthday   week   end. 

Mrs.  William  B.  Pringle  and  Miss  Isabel  Pringle 
are  spending  several  weeks  at  the  San  Ysidro  Ranch 
in  the  Montecito  Valley. 

Miss  Marion  Huntington  organized  an  active  party 
of  friends  to  Yosemite  recently,  the  group  including 
Mr.   and   Mrs.   Franklin   Harwood,  among  others. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Georges  de  Latour  are  spending 
three  weeks  at  Palm  Springs. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  Heimann  sojourned  at  the 
Santa    Barbara   Biltmore   for  a   week   recently. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Prentis  Cobb  Hale  enjoyed  a  three- 
day  stay  at  Agua  Caliente  during  their  recent  motor 
trip  through  Southern  California. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lewis  P.  Hobart  are  en  route  to 
Central  America. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  C.  Jackman  spent  a  fortnight 
at   Hotel  Del  Coronado  at  Coronado  late  in  February. 

Miss  Xancy  Merrill  of  Menlo  Park  and  Miss 
Kathleen    Pringle   are   enjoying  a   visit   to   Honolulu. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  H.  Lent,  Mrs.  Dean  Dill- 
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Mis.  Duncan  McDuffie  visited  in  Santa  Barbara 
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sister,    Mr.    and    Mrs.    Sidney    Howard. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dixwell  Hewitt  were  guests  at  El 
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stations  who  will  release  so  called  operatic 
pot-pourris  which  musically  are  impossible 
horrors,  (I  am  thinking  of  KPO's  release  of 
"Rigoletto"  Friday  night,  February  27)  and 
many,    many   others. 

Obviously  presentations  of  this  kind  do 
opera  more  harm  than  good.  They  are  not 
designed  to  further  popular  understanding  of 
the  art  form  they  profess  to  imitate.  After  all. 
any  helpful  interpretation  must  be  built  on 
the  understanding  of  the  art  interpreted,  and 
can  anyone  truthfully  say  that  either  movie 
theaters  or  radio  stations  are  interested  in  such 
an   altruistic   aspect? 

AS  IMPORTANT  as  the  engagement  of  Issay 
Dobrowen  as  conductor  of  the  San  Fran- 
cisco  symphony  orchestra  for  a  three-year 
period  is  to  the  musical  life  of  this  city,  the 
mere  completion  of  the  legal  formalities  be- 
tween him  and  the  Symphony  society  by  no 
means  end  the  matter.  After  all  no  conductor 
can  be  much  better  than  the  orchestra  he  con- 
ducts. And  even  if  it  is  conceivable  for  a 
brilliant  leader  to  whip  his  players  into  a 
semblance  of  competence,  such  a  procedure  can 
not  possibly  be  kept  up  either  by  him  or  by 
his  men  for  more  than  one  or  two  perform- 
ances. Though  it  might  be  a  novelty  to  hear 
Kreisler  play  one  of  Mr.  Wool  worth's  best 
fifteen-cent  violins,  no  one  would  care  to  stand 
in  line  to  hear  him  a  second  time.  And  so  the 
mere  acquisition  of  a  conductor,  if  that  con- 
ductor is  tied  by  the  usual  maze  of  red  tape, 
does  not  necessarily  mean  a  rejuvenation  of  an 
orchestra.  Dobrowen  is  a  fine  choice,  but  unless 
he  is  given  sole  power  to  reorganize  the  orches- 
tra, San  Francisco  might  as  well  have  offered 
the  job  to  Calvin  Coolidge  for  all  the  good  it 

Him 


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will  do.  The  new  leader  is  a  reasonable  man 
and  no  one  need  be  afraid  that  drastic  changes 
will  be  made  all  at  once.  However,  if  this  city 
is  to  have  an  orchestra  worth  anything,  an 
honest  attempt  should  be  made  to  bring  the 
organization  up  to  his  standard  rather  than 
force  him  to  step  down  to  the  present  level  of 
the  orchestra.  And  who  is  better  qualified  to  do 
that  than  the  conductor  himself? 


Concerts  of  the  Month 


Sunday  afternoon,  March  8 — Symphony  at  the 
Curran  Theater.  Iturbi,  Spanish  pianist, 
soloist. 

Wednesday  evening,  March  11 — Iturbi,  Spanish 
pianist,  in  recital  at  the  Scottish  Rite  Audi- 
torium. 

Thursday  evening,  March  12  —  Harold  Bauer, 
pianist,  in  recital  at  the  Dreamland  Audi- 
torium. 

Sunday  afternoon,  March  15  —  Popular  Sym- 
phony   Concert   at   the   Curran  Theater. 

Monday  afternoon,  March  16 — Muriel  Draper,  at 
the    Fairmont    Hotel    Terrace    Room. 

Monday  evening,  March  16— The  Neah-Kah-Nie 
String  Quartet  at  the  home  of  Mrs.  Charles 
N.  Felton,  3311   Pacific  Avenue. 

Tuesday  evening,  March  17 — The  Abas  String 
Quartet   at   the   Scottish    Rite   Auditorium. 

Wednesday  evening,  March  18— Last  Municipal 
Symphony  Concert  at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 
Municipal  Chorus  in  Brahms'  "Requiem" 
with   Werrenrath,  guest  artist. 

Friday  afternoon,  March  20 — Symphony  at  the 
Curran    Theater. 

Saturday  evening,  March  21  —  Mishel  Piastro 
and  Issay  Dobrowen  in  a  sonata  recital  at  the 
Scottish    Rite  Auditorium. 

Sunday  afternoon,  March  22 — Symphony  at  the 
Curran  Theater. 

Monday  evening,  March  23 — Albert  Spalding, 
violinist,    at    the    Dreamland    Auditorium. 

Tuesday  evening,  March  24 — The  Neah-Kah-Nie 
String  Quartet  at  the  home  of  Miss  L.  Rem- 
illard,  2042   Vallejo  Street. 


THE  CITY  OF 
SAN  FRANCISCO 

Presents  the 

SAN  FRANCISCO 
SYMPHONY 
ORCHESTRA 

ISSAY  DOBROWEN 

CONDUCTOR 

THE  MUNICIPAL 
CHORUS 

DR.  HANS  LESCHKE 

CONDUCTOR 

BRAHMS  REQUIEM 
Reinald  Werrenrath 

SOLOIST 


CIVIC  AUDITORIUM 

WEDNESDAY  EVENING 
March  18th 

Direction :  Auditorium  Committee 
FRED  SUHR.  Chairman 
I.  EMMETT  HAYDF.X 
JESSE   C.   COLMAN 
VICTOR  J.  CANEPA 
BENNING  WENTWORTH,  Auditor  in 
Charge  of  Ticket  Sale 


I  Ihe  MA  DIXON 

EW  YORK 


THE  MADISON  HOTEL  AND 
RESTAURANT  HAS  WON  THE 
HIGHEST  PRAISE  FROM  THOSE 
WHO  KNOW.  IT  IS  MODERATE 
IN  SIZE,  »  »  BEAUTIFULLY 
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UNIQUE  REPUTATION  FOR  THE 
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THE  MADISON 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


JOSEPH'S 

Florists 

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Quality 

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233  Grant  Avenue 

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Spotlight 


Continued  from  page  13 
its  career  in  the  South  with  Hollywood  turn- 
ing a  critical  eye  on  this  comedy  of  its  foibles. 
And  there  is  talk  of  Leslie  Howard  in  Berkeley 
Square,  a  production  of  Grand  Hotel  and 
Elizabeth,  the  Queen.  We  saw  Berkeley  Square 
in  Chicago  with  Leslie  Howard  and  we  con- 
cluded that  it  might  be  given  successfully  with 
substitutes  in  every  role  save  the  role  that  Mr. 
Howard  assumed.  He  was  so  much  a  part  of 
the  characterization  that  it  was  impossible  to 
visualize  the  play  without  him.  That  he  is  to 
play  in  the  coast  production  is,  therefore,  cheer- 
ing news.  Grand  Hotel  is  just  in  the  rumor 
stage,  but  Elizabeth,  the  Queen  takes  on  definite 
proportions  with  an  unofficial  announcement 
that  the  part  of  Elizabeth  is  to  be  assumed  by 
Pauline  Frederick.  With  every  deference  to  Miss 
Frederick's  talents  we  think  such  casting  a  tre- 
mendous mistake. 

Margaret  Anglin  would  be  great  if  she  were 
available  as  would  be  Nance  O'Neill.  Miss 
O'Neill  used  to  play  a  version  of  Queen  Eliza- 
beth by  an  Italian  playright.  She  was  superb 
in  the  role.  Her  make-up  and  bearing  were 
remarkable.  Lynne  Fontane.  in  the  Guild  pro- 
duction in  New  York,  was  little  short  of  per- 
fect. No.  try  as  we  will,  we  cannot  see  Pauline 
Frederick  getting  away  with  it.  However,  we 
may  be  wrong.  Artists  have  a  way  of  surprising 
us. 

Meanwhile,  don't  read  either  the  novel  Grand 
Hotel,  nor  the  play.  Wait  and  go  see  the  stage 
production.  A  great  part  of  its  charm  lies  in 
its  elements  of  surprise.  To  get  the  most  com- 
plete surrender  to  it  go  to  the  theatre  in  ignor- 
ance of  its  progression  or  denouement. 

Whoever  plays  or  does  not  play  in  these 
rumored  productions  we  can  say  one  thing: 
After  such  splendid  coast  productions  as  Porgy. 
Up  Pops  the  Devil  and  Topaze  we  may  be 
assured  that  they  will  be  in  good  hands. 


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WEDDINGS 

CHARLESTON-FORDERER.  OnMarch  12,Mr. 
Ernest  Charleston,  son  of  Mrs.  Mae  Charleston  and 
the  late  Mr.  Ernest  Charleston,  and  Miss  Elizabeth 
Forderer,  daughter  of  Mrs.  George  Stevens  Forderer 
and  the  late   Mr.    Forderer. 

.MILLER-DOW.  On  March  21,  Miss  Dorothy 
Dow.  daughter  of  Mrs.  Edwin  T.  Dow  and  the  late 
Mr.  Dow,  and  Lieutenant  George  Carl  Miller,  U.  S. 
X.,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Miller  of  Seattle. 

GROMME-SHERMAN.  On  March  28.  Mr.  Carl 
F.  Gramme  of  Cincinnati  and  Miss  Lucia  Kittle 
Sherman,  daughter  of  Mrs.  Harry  M.  Sherman  and 
the  late  Dr.  Sherman. 

KASPER-JONES.  On  March  28,  Mr.  Robert 
Kasper,  son  of  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Kasper,  and 
Miss  Vail  Jones,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Webster 
Junes. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

BROEMMEL-GREEN.  Miss  Eleanor  Broemmel, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Broemmel,  to  Mr. 
Edward  Lowe  Green,  son  of  Mrs.  Charles  Robert 
Green  and  the  late  Mr.  Green  of  Aberdeen,   Wash. 

THOMAS—  KNOWLES.  Miss  Jane  Dodge 
rin  ■mas.  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Percy  C.  Thomas 
of  Rome,  New  York,  to  Mr.  Josiah  X.  Knowles,  son 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Harry  J.  Knowles  of  Piedmont. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

A  tea  was  given  for  Mrs.  John  Galsworthy,  wife 
of  the  eminent  English  novelist,  at  the  Woman's  City 
l  lub.  Miss  Marion  Leale,  the  club's  president,  and 
the  board  of  directors,  greeted  the  three  hundred 
guests   that  attended. 

The  presence  of  the  international  polo  team  on  the 
peninsula  precipitated  a  round  of  entertainment  dur- 
ing March.  Among  those  who  arranged  teas  dinners 
ami  dancing  parties  were  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William 
Magee.  Jr.,  Miss  Josephine  Grant.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Joseph  Oliver  Tobin  and  Prescott  Scott,  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  George  Pope,  Jr.,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Cyril  Tobin 
and    Mr.   and   Mrs.    William    Gregory   Parrott. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  C.  Leib  entertained  at 
luncheon  at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club  in  honor 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Magee.  Mrs.  Harry  Gray  and 
Miss  Melissa  Vuille  of  New  York.  On  the 'same 
evening  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker  gave  a 
dinner  for  the  New  York  visitors  at  their  home  in 
Burlingame. 

Mr  and  Mrs.  Paul  Davis  visited  San  Francisco 
recently  from  their  home  in  Rio  de  Janeiro.  Among 
those  who  entertained  in  their  honor  were  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Henry  Cartan  and  Mrs.  Wilfred  S.  Metson. 


THE 

REIGNING 

DYNASTY 


Mrs.  Lionel  Stahl  (Louise  Gerstle)  who  now 
makes  her  home  in  Lima,  Peru,  where  Mr.  Stahl  is 
in  the  American  diplomatic  service,  visited  with  her 
parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Mark  K.  Gerstle.  During  the 
recent  visit  of  the  Prince  of  Wales  and  Prince  George 
in  Peru,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stahl  gave  a  dinner  party  m 
their   honor. 

Honoring  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  F.  Helmholz  of 
Rochester,  New  York,  Dr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  Hinman 
entertained    at   dinner. 

Among  the  Honolulu  visitors  who  are  being  greeted 
in  San  Francisco  during  the  Easter  season  are  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  J.  Piatt  Cooke,  Mr.  Walter  F.  Dillingham, 
Mr.  Harold  Dillingham  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Burton 
Xewcomb.  Mr.  Walter  Dillingham  was  honor  guest 
at  a  dinner  given  by  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  McNear. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Howard  Park  gave  a  buffet  supper 
at  their  home  in  Burlingame  in  honor  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.    Edward   H.    Clark  of   New   York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  P.  Deering  entertained  at 
dinner  recently  and  Mr.  Ignace  Jan  Paderewski  was 
the  guest  of  honor. 

In  honor  of  Mrs.  Graham  Aldis  of  Chicago,  Mrs. 
S.  Hasket  Derby  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home  in 
Gough  steret. 

Mrs.  G.  Temple  Bridgman  (Anita  Maillard)  of 
New  Canaan,  Connecticut,  was  honor  guest  at  a 
luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  Atherton  Russell. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Pope.  Sr.„  entertained  at 
dinner  at  their  home  in  Burlingame,  honoring  Mrs. 
Graham   Fair  Vanderbilt. 

Mrs.  Oscar  Cooper  is  a  visitor  in  San  Francisco 
and  is  staying  at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins.  Mrs. 
Cooper  (Anita  Harvey)  makes  her  home  in  New 
York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ettore  Avenali  and  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
William  P.  Roth  were  among  those  who  entertained 
for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Dunham  of  Chicago  during 
their  visit  here.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Dunham  were  guests 
at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis. 

Mrs.  William  R.  Nichols  of  Montecito  is  the 
house  guest  of  Miss  Catherine  Wheeler  at  her  home 
in  Broadway. 


Mrs.  William  J.  Younger  of  New  York  is  a  guest 
at  the  Fairmont. 

Mrs.  Sanborn  Young  (Ruth  Comfort  Mitchell)  of 
Los  Gatos,  has  been  in  San  Francisco  for  a  fortnight, 
staying  at  the  Hotel  Fairmont. 

In  honor  of  Miss  Betty  Godfrey  of  Coronado,  Miss 
Genevieve  Hart  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home  in 
Stanford   Court. 

Mrs.  Wendell  P.  Hammon  was  luncheon  hostess 
at  the  Francisco  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs.  O.  C. 
Hawkins  of   Gridley. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr.  Jerome  Kuhn  and  Mr.  William  S.  Kuhn,  Tr.. 
gave  a  party  at  the  Kuhn  home  in  San  Mateo'  in 
honor  of  their  sister,  Mrs.  Robert  G.  Hooker.  The 
occasion  was  Mrs.  Hooker's  birthday. 

Miss  Helen  Hammersmith  gave  a  party  at  the  St. 
Francis  Yacht  Club  in  honor  of  Miss  Vail  Jones  and 
her  fiance.  Mr.  Robert  Kasper.  Others  who  arranged 
pre-nuptial  entertainments  for  the  couple  included 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Heber  V.  Tilden,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred 
S.  Hammersmith,  Mrs.  Calvin  Tilden  and  Mrs. 
George  C.  Thierbach. 

Mrs.  Lalor  Crimmins  gave  a  luncheon  at  her  home 
in  Atherton  in  honor  of  Miss  Florence  McCormick, 
one  of  the  season's  debutantes. 

Miss  Aileen  Tobin  has  announced  April  25  as  the 
date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  Ernest  O.  McCormick. 
Miss  Agnes  Clark  will  be  maid  of  honor,  and  Mr. 
Henry   McCormick  will  be  best  man. 

Pro  Musica  Society  is  planning  a  concert  to  be 
given  by  the  London  String  Quartet  at  Scottish  Rite 
Hall  on  April  10.  Mrs.  Slgmund  Stern  will  give  a 
supper  at  her  home  in  Pacific  Avenue  following  the 
recital. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  W.  Fox,  Jr.,  have  taken 
the  Kenneth  Monteagle  place  in  San  Mateo  for  the 
summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Walter  G.  Filer,  who  make  their  home 
at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club,  entertained  there 
at  luncheon  recently.  Among  the  guests  was  Mr. 
Campbell  Stewart  of  Santa  Barbara  who  was  the 
guest  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.   Filer  over  the  week-end. 

Mrs.  Atherton  Macondray  has  been  selected  to 
play  the  part  of  the  Princess  in  the  Junior  League's 
performance  of  the  Sleeping  Beauty,  to  be  given  at 
the  Community  Playhouse  on  April  9,   10  and   11. 

Mr.  Whitney  Warren,  Jr.,  of  New  York,  celebrated 
his  birthday  by  giving  a  dinner  party  at  the  Hotel 
St.  Francis.  Mr.  Warren  is  building  a  new  home  on 
his  ranch  property  at  Davis. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  A.  Newhall,  Jr.,  of  Burlin- 
game, entertained  a  group  of  the  polo  enthusiasts  at 
luncheon  preceding  one  of  the  matches. 
Continued  on  page  30 


FIFTH  AVENUE  ♦  NEW  YORK 

AT  THE  CORNER  OF  TENTH  STREET 


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EDWARD  A.  MORPHY 

FREDERICK  O'BRIEN 

SYDNEY  KING  RUSSELL 

CAREY  MCWILLIAMS 

CHARLES  CALDWELL  DOBIE 

ELVA  WILLIAMS 

LINCOLN  STEFFENS 

IDWAL  JONES 

ROWENA  MASON 

KATHRYN  HULME 

OTTORINO  RONCHI 

ZOE  BATTU 


DANCE  OF  VICTORY         By  JEAN  NEGULESCO 


GALERIE  BEAUX  ARTS 


THE    SAN    FRANCISCAN 


JOSEPH  DYER 

Editor  and  Publisher 

Aline  Kistler 

Assistant  to  the  Publisher 


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VOLUME  V  APRIL,  1931  NUMBER  6 

Articles  and  Features 

Constructive  Disintegration,  by  Edward  A.  Morphy 7 

Impressions  of  San  Francisco,  by  Jack  Wyche-Feeny 11 

Henry  Adams  and  Stevenson  in  Samoa,  by  Frederick  O'Brien 12 

The  Russians  in  California,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 17 

Spring  in  Paris  or  San  Francisco,  by  Marjorie  V.  MacDonald 23 

Now  It  Can  Be.  Told,  short  comment  and  humor 8-9 

Reigning  Dynasty,  by  Josephine  Bartlett 4-30 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 32 

Short  Story 

Huntress,  by  Leroy  Rumsey 16 

Verse 

At  Sausalito,  by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 13 

Departure,  by  W.  D.  Stockley,  Jr ■ 25 

Criticism 

Facing  the  Music,  by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 10 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 15 

Views  and  Reviews  of  Books,  by  Fritoff  Michelson 20 

Passing  Shows,  by  Aline  Kistler 18 

Illustrations 

Issay  Dobrowen,  photograph  by  Boye 6 

Cartoon  by  Morry  Morrison 8 

Cartoons  by  James  Cannon  and  Rascoe 9 

San  Francisco,  drawing  by  Rudolf  H.  Sauter 11 

Frederick  O'Brien,  photograph  by  Brett  Weston 12 

Oasis,  wood  carving  by  Karoly  Fulop 13 

Pauline  Frederick,  photograph  by  De  Forrest 14 

Modern  setting  for  "Once  in  a  Lifetime" 14 

Gunnar  Johansen,  sculpture  by  Warren  Cheney 16 

Fremont  Older,  sculpture  by  Jo  Davidson 17 

Porcelain  figures,  by  Cecilia  Graham 18-19 

Sinclair  Lewis,  caricature  by  Sotomayor 20 

Lady  Hastings,  photograph  by  Edward  Weston 21 


ISSAY  DOBROWEN 


Symphony  conductor  and  musician 
extraordinary,  who,  in  signing  a  three- 
year  contract  with  the  San  Francisco 
Symphony  Association,  divides  re- 
sponsibility next  year  with  Basil  Cam- 
eron but  in  the  Fall  of  1932  assumes 
complete  charge  of  the  orchestra. 
With  a  long  list  of  successful  European 
engagements  to  his  credit,  Dobrowen 
brings  a  wealth  of  experience  to  his 
new  post. 


wmjFi 


Constructive  Disintegration by  Edward  a.  MorPhy 


PROFESSOR  EINSTEIN  has  been  writ- 
ing a  few  kind  words  about  his 
opinions  of  America.  His  compli- 
ments largely  predominate  over  his 
criticisms.  Nevertheless  he  observes 
that: 

"The  exaggerated  value  of  money  is 
even  more  noticeable  in  America  than 
in  Europe,  but  it  seems  to  be  waning." 

In  reference  to  this  conciliatory 
after-thought  he  expresses  his  belief 
that: 

"Americans  are  beginning  to  realize 
that  material  possessions  are  not  essen- 
tial to  a  happy  and  blessed  life." 

If  this  conjecture  be  true,  so  much 
the  better  for  many  of  us  Americans. 
Because — though  the  fact  is  not  one 
which  is  emphasized  by  our  news- 
papers or  by  our  leaders  in  the  realms 
of  politics,  industry,  commerce  and 
finance — we  are  trending  toward  a 
goal  whereat  many  of  us  will  have  to 
realize  that  such  possessions  are  not 
essential  to  any  sort  of  a  life  that  will 
then  come  within  the  normal  sphere 
of  attainment. 

In  other  words,  the  larger  masses  of 
the  people  may  have  to  forget  what  joy 
once  lay  in  those  material  possessions 
that  are  now  being  moved  out  of  their 
reach  by  the  process  known  as  "the 
rationalization  of  industry."  This 
implies,  euphemistically,  the  bent  of 
modern  commercialism  in  the  higher 
efficiencies: — The  substitution  of  ma- 
chinery for  man -power  in  every  avail- 
able walk  of  life,  the  extension  of  the 
chain  system  in  trade  and  finance,  the 
consolidation  of  great  enterprises,  and 
all  the  other  ingenious  devices  by 
which  we  are  eliminating  the  human 
worker  from  human  achievement,  and 
dissociating  him  from  the  employment 
whereby  his  means  for  the  purchase  of 
material  possessions  have  hitherto  been 
acquired. 

THIS  is  a  serious  matter  as  regarded 
from  the  worker's  point  of  view, 
and  the  situation  is  not  ameliorated 
by  the  fact  that,  while  eliminating  him 
from  his  place  in  the  machine  that  is 
society,  we  are  educating  his  children 
along  academic  lines  that  unfit  them 
for  the  adventures  and  hardships  of 
pioneering.  In  such  circumstances,  the 


workers  cannot  be  expected  to  spend 
money  on  any  material  possessions 
other  than  essentials. 

Thus  it  happens  that,  with  the  larg- 
est gold  reserves  ever  hoarded  by  any 
nation  in  history,  with  the  largest  sur- 
plus of  grain  and  cotton  that  it  was 
ever  possible  for  any  nation  to  accumu- 
late, with  the  most  lavish  abundance 
of  oil  and  gasoline  anywhere  attain- 
able, and  about  seven  times  more  auto- 
mobiles than  all  the  rest  of  the  world, 
this  country  is  now  suffering  from  con- 
ditions of  distress,  unemployment  and 
depression  normally  and  hitherto  in- 
conceivable amid  such  surroundings. 
The  people  who  are  in  employment  are 
the  people  who  buy  things.  When  they 
are  put  out  of  employment  the  pro- 
ducer loses  .his  most  important  pur- 
chasers. 

As  a  remedy  for  these  conditions,  we 
are  still  further  "rationalizing"  our 
industries  where  possible  or  cutting 
down  staffs  by  amalgamating  previ- 
ously individual  enterprises,  or  by  the 
simpler  process  of  discharging  all  but 
the  most  essential  workers.  Having 
done  all  this,  we  induce  our  news- 
papers to  proclaim  loudly  and  boldly, 
"Employ  all  you  can!" 

Such  exhortations,  however,  will 
not  change  the  present  trend  of  our 
civilization,  nor  will  it  alter  the  real 
aspect  of  our  affairs.  Little  likelihood 
of  altering  this  aspect  seems  to  exist. 
Mr.  Ford,  no  doubt,  has  mooted  an 
ngenious  plan  for  engaging  workers 
n  his  factories  during  one-half  of  the 
year  and  cutting  them  loose  on  farms, 
with  Ford  tractors,  during  the  other 
half.  Will  the  factory  hand  succeed  as 
a  farmer,  and  vice  versa?  Somehow  the 
idea  seems  to  savor  of  the  older  com- 
munal enterprise  wherein  a  colony  of 
Chinese  laundrymen  lived  by  taking  in 
each  other's  wash. 

But  Mr.  Ford  proffers  a  suggestion 
that  has  at  least  a  flavor  of  construc- 
tiveness  about  it.  In  the  other  depart- 
ments of  "rationalization"  the  only 
suggestion  to  the  unemployed  worker 
is  that  he  remain  unemployed,  but  that 
he  be  generous  in  spending  his  savings. 
if  he  have  any.  while  so  unemployed. 

No  situation  which  promises  to  ex- 
pand unemployment  is  one  that  prom- 


ises stability.  Nevertheless,  as  it  is  the 
apparent  desire  of  the  nation  to  be 
constantly  assured  that  everything  is 
lovely  in  the  garden,  and  that  unem- 
ployment is  the  mere  figment  of  a 
dream,  the  newspapers  can  scarcely  be 
blamed  for  following  the  lead  of  our 
public  men  and  assuring  everybody 
that  employment  and  prosperity  of 
every  kind  is  waiting  for  us  just  around 
the  corner.  Why  not  keep  on  boosting 
our  fool's  paradise  until  we  all  believe 
in  it? 

MEANWHILE  it  might  be  useful  if 
some  of  our  leaders  realized 
that  impermanence  is  one  of 
the  few  inevitable  qualities  of  a  fool's 
paradise,  and  that  we  in  capitalistic 
America  today  are  achieving  by  meth- 
ods which  we  believe  to  be  purely  con- 
structive and  anti- communistic,  the 
same  disintegrating  results  upon  soci- 
ety that  the  communist  administration 
at  Moscow  is  seeking  to  produce 
throughout  all  civilization. 

Superficially  considered,  this  con- 
cept might  seem  preposterous.  But  it  is 
no  more  preposterous  than  is  the  re- 
pugnance of  our  administrators  and 
our  financiers  to  concede  the  existence 
of  conditions  of  depression  that  obvi- 
ously do  exist.  It  is  while  seeking  the 
causes  for  this  repugnance  that  one  is 
confronted  with  the  fact  that  nothing 
other  than  an  economic  miracle  can 
bring  a  remedy  for  existing  conditions 
unless  we  change  our  method  of  devel- 
opment on  lines  that  will  permit  the 
worker  to  work. 

Most  commentators  on  this  situa- 
tion seem  to  expect  the  appearance  of 
the  desired  miracle — some  invention, 
or  discovery  or  other  phenomenon  — 
that  will  change  the  whole  aspect  of 
human  existence  and  will  enable  all 
men  to  live  and  prosper  without  need 
for  undue  exertion  or  endeavor. 

It  is  to  be  hoped  that  these  optimists 
are  right.  At  any  rate  the  social  read- 
justments that  have  followed  some 
great  industrial  and  political  innova- 
tions of  the  past  may  justify  the  opti- 
mists in  their  expectations.  But  mira- 
cles that  speedily  and  painlessly  re- 
adjust badly  disturbed  conditions  of 

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NOW  IT  CAN  BE  TOLD 


ANEW  and  simpler  version  of  the 
recent  slapping  of  Sinclair 
Lewis.  Nobel  Prize  winner,  by 
Theodore  Dreiser,  was  told  by  Fred- 
erick O'Brien,  to  some  hundreds  of 
authors,  and  members  of  the  San  Fran- 
cisco Advertising  Club,  attending  the 
California  Writers'  day  luncheon,  in 
the  Colonial  room  of  the  St.  Francis 
hotel.  In  introducing  O'Brien.  Charles 
Caldwell Dobie, chairman,  rejoiced  that 
the  other  speaker,  Annie  Laurie,  was  of 
the  well  behaved  sex,  so  that  there  was 
no  fear  of  such  an  unseemly  encounter 
between  them  as  that  in  New  York 
between  Sinclair  Lewis,  Nobel  Prize 
winner,  and  Theodore  Dreiser,  famous 
author  of  An  American  Tragedy. 

Frederick  O'Brien  said  that  he  knew 
both  Lewis  and  Dreiser,  and  could 
very  easily  account  for  the  encounter. 

"Ray  Long,  chief  Hearst  magazines 
editor,  is  an  admirable  host,"  said 
O'Brien,  "I  have  dined  with  him.  At 
his  dinner  to  the  notables  in  New 
York,  Red  Lewis,  who  has  saffron 
hair  and  a  carrot-hued  face,  is  of  an 
ebullient,  not  to  say  turbulent  nature. 
Dreiser,  a  huge  mass  of  introverted 
genius,  is  without  humor.  As  the  eve- 
ning grows,  Lewis  becomes  louder  and 
funnier;  Dreiser  more  lugubrious,  sil- 
ent and  less  sensitive  to  noises  with- 
out." 

At  the  dinner  table,  Lewis  had  re- 
plied tartly  to  his  introduction  by  the 
jolly  toastmaster,  that  he  hated  to  talk 
because  one  of  the  guests  present  had 
"copped  3,000  words  from  my  wife's 
book  on  Russia,  and  two  others  had 
said  that  the  award  of. the  Nobel  prize 
to  me  was  boloney." 


After  this  preliminary  declaration 
of  muteness,  Lewis  said  many  other 
personal  mouthfuls. 

After  all  the  eating  was  over,  and 
the  guests  were  knotting  about  the 
salon,  Lewis  approached  the  now  al- 
most impenetrably  lost-in-thought 
Dreiser,  with  a  bright  and  big  beaker 
of  one-half  of  one  per  cent.  The  dia- 
logue before  action  began: 

Lewis:  "Say,  Sister  Carrie,  let's 
drink  this  to  peace." 

Dreiser,  twiddling  his  kerchief  (he 
does  this  by  the  hour  when  immersed 
in  inwardness)  :  "Nothing,  thanks, 
I'm  dry,  sir." 

Lewis:  "I  know  who  you  are. 
You're  an  American  tragedy.  Who  the 
bells  do  you  think  I  am?  Do  you  think 
I'm  a  mere  Nobel  experiment,  too?" 

He  proffers  beaker,  insistently,  tee- 
teringly. 

Dreiser,  absent-mindedly  dropping 
his  kerchief,  and  looking  out  from  the 
clouds:  "Oh.  you,  you  are  He  Who 
Gets  Slapped." 

"And,  with  that,"  said  O'Brien, 
"he  proved  himself  a  very  Titan  at 
flathanded  palmistry." 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  whose  apart- 
ment has  "the  best  marine  view  in  the 
city." 

A  HUGE  lavender  limousine  swung 
to  the  curb.  It  was  the  Royceiest 
of  Rolls.  A  chauffeur  highly 
ginned  jumped  out  in  a  wobbly  way 
and  swung  open  the  tonneau  door. 
Came  forth  flushed  like  the  sun,  a 
woman  clothed  in  sables,  jewels 
sparkling  and  she  also  was  very,  very 


HAVE  ONE 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

tipsy.  Taking  the  arm  of  the  chauffeur, 
with  all  the  dignified  grace  of  a  queen, 
and  with  an  apparent  mutual  under- 
standing they  made  for  the  door-way 
across  the  sidewalk,  the  pair  of  them 
floundering  around  like  driftwood  in 
an  eddy.  Suddenly  when  within  a 
direct  line  with  the  door  they  lunged 
forward,  making  the  entrance  by  a 
close  margin  and  a  hiccough  or  two, 
it  slammed,  the  crowd  grinning  began 
dispersing,  a  youngster  of  the  streets 
piped  up:  "Yeah,  the  old  girl  is  plush 
on  her  webs." 

We  quote  a  distinguished  citizen  of 
Hollywood  who  recently  visited  San 
Francisco: 

"Hollywood."  he  said,  "has  the 
perfect  approach  to  art.  It  has  neither 
prejudices,  previous  impressions,  nor 
educated  associations  with  which  to 
judge  what  it  sees — it  is  the  epitome 
of  an  unbiased  mind." 

DURING  a  recent  fog  we  were  re- 
minded of  the  old  gentleman 
who  came  to  San  Francisco  last 
summer  and  was  lost  in  a  fog  one 
night.  It  was  thicker  than  the  man 
had  ever  seen  in  his  life,  but  he  did  not 
become  seriously  alarmed  until  he 
found  himself  in  a  slimy  alley.  He 
was  on  the  verge  of  calling  for  help 
when  he  heard  footsteps  approaching 
through  the  obscurity. 

"Where  am  I  going?"  he  asked 
anxiously. 

A  voice  replied  weirdly  through  the 
darkness: 

"Into  the  bay — I've  just  come  out 
of  it." 

A  LARGE  colored  woman  from 
Oakland's  dark  town,  charged 
with  assaulting  another  negress, 
was  being  tried.  "Mandy  Mullins," 
said  the  magistrate,  "what  have  you  to 
say  for  yourself?" 

"Yo'  wo'ship,"  replied  Mandy, 
"Ah  ain't  nevah  struck  dat  woman. 
Ah  nevah  touched  her.  Ah  had  called 
her  down  foh  throwin'  rubbish  out 
back,  an'  she  kept  on  doin'  it,  an'  dis 
mawnin'.  Ah  reprimanded  her  again. 
Ah  was  holdin'  up  my  right  hand  jes' 
like  de  statute  of  Liberty,  jes'  like 
Ah'm  holdin'  up  mah  right  hand  now, 
reprimandin'  dat  woman,  an'  as  Ah 
come  close  to  her,  dat  woman  juse 
jumped  head  first  ovah  de  railing.  Ah 
ain't  touched  her." 

"What  did  you  have  in  the  hand 
which  you  were  holding  up  like  the 
Statue  of  Liberty?"  asked  the  magis- 
trate. 

"An  ax,"  was  the  reply. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  tells 
the  seasons  by  the  decorations  at  the 
Post  Street  Cafeteria. 


APRIL,  1931 


Let  90  that  hand — they'll  think  they've  missed  the  5:1  5 


WE  HAVE  an  abject  reverence  for 
those  able  to  juggle  statistics — 
and  even  if  you  do  not  enjoy 
a  similar  attitude,  we  are  willing  to 
share  these  figures,  reprinted  from  The 
Recorder,  so  that  you  may  quote  them 
as  your  own  at  the  next  dinner  party: 

In  spite  of  the  increased  competition 
of  trucks,  busses  and  airplanes,  the 
railroads  in  1930  carried  45,887,413 
carloads  of  revenue  freight,  which  was 
only  1  3  per  cent  less  than  in  1  929  and 
was  16  per  cent  greater  than  in  1921. 
Fisher  Index  covering  200  items,  in 
1930  reached  the  lowest  level  since 
1916,  but  were  still  1 9  per  cent  above 
the  average  for  1914. 

Of  special  interest  to  San  Francis- 
cans is  the  fact  that  shipping  tonnage 
entering  and  clearing  the  harbor  dur- 
ing 1930  showed  a  decrease  of  only  2 
per  cent  when  compared  with  1929 
and  was  1 4  per  cent  greater  than  in 
1927.  Post  office  receipts  of  San  Fran- 
cisco in  1930  were  2  per  cent  less  than 
in  1929,  but  1  per  cent  more  than  in 
1928;  and  automobile  sales  were  10 
per  cent  more  in  1930  than  in  1927. 

We  lay  these  statistical  tributes  on 
the  tomb  of  1930  in  the  hope  that 
they  will  help  that  unhappy  year  to 
requiescat  in  pacem  and  discourage  its 
ghost  from  stalking  about  to  scare 
the  timid  in  1931. 


IN  the  old  days 
in  the  San 
Joaquin  val- 
ley, two  good- 
natured  thieves 
formed  a  part- 
nership for  the 
purpose  of  cat- 
tle "rustling." 
They  operated 
together  until 
they  were  finally 
r%  caught  by  the 
Vigilantes'  com- 
mittee. The  trial 
was  short  but 
adequate.  A 
lynching  bee 
was  the  next 
step  in  the  effec- 
tive, if  some- 
what summary, 
legal  procedure 
of  the  time. 

Presently  the 
two  thieves  were 
taken  to  a  bridge 
for  hanging.  As 
the  first  one. 
with  the  rope 
around  his  neck, 
was  cast  off,  the 
rope  broke,  and 
he  fell  into  the 
river.  But  he 
swimmer  and  swam 


was  a  good 
downstream  to  freedom. 

When  the  lynchers  adjusted  the 
rope  around  the  other  rustler's  neck, 
he  called  out  anxiously: 

"Boys,  I  wish  you'd  be  a  little 
more  careful  with  that  rope.  I  can't 
swim  a  stroke!" 

THE  lady  was  charming  and  kind 
and  the  man  was  handsome  and 
strong.  They  met  on  the  sunny 
side  of  Powell  Street  and  looked  into 
each  other's  eyes.  She  was  richly, 
though  simply  dressed:  he  was  all  but 
in  rags.  Yet,  there  was  a  regal  some- 
thing about  him  that  caused  her  to 
listen  with  more  than  usual  attentive- 
ness  when  he  spoke. 

When  she  learned  it  was  alms  he 
sought,  she  was  moved  to  compassion. 
"My  poor  man,"  she  said,  "you  have 
seen  better  days." 

"Ya,    madam,    I    bane    wan    tarn 
Prance  Charmang  ta  many  wuman." 
"Oh,  you  were  a  war  hero?" 
"Naw,    I   ban   moova   haro   before 
tha  damn  talkies  cam." 

"q  omeo  and  Juliet"  as  played 

PC     by  Ralph  Chesse  and  his  mar- 
'  ^    ionettes  at  the  Travers  Theatre 
deserves    special    comment.    Many    of 
the  important  scenes  had  to  be  omit- 
ted to  suit  the  purpose  of  the  mar- 


ionette but  in  spite  of  that  the  cut 
version  told  the  story  and  sustained 
dramatic  interest  throughout.  There 
was  none  of  the  grotesque  in  this  mar- 
ionette version,  the  beauty  and  poetry 
of  Shakespeare  was  surprisingly  well 
expressed  in  the  reading  as  well  as  in 
the  movement  of  the  small  wooden 
figures.  The  settings,  though  modern 
to  the  extent  of  suggesting  the  ab- 
stract, created  a  perfect  atmosphere 
that  was  colorful  and  gave  the  feeling 
of  great  space.  Here  at  least  the  artist 
has  his  freedom  and  Shakespeare  has 
been  interpreted  by  a  single  individual. 
It  is  a  far  cry  from  "Punch  and 
Judy"  to  "Romeo  and  Juliet,"  but 
Chesse  has  lifted  the  art  of  the  mar- 
ionette beyond  any  possible  fear  of 
confusion.  What  doubt  exists,  only 
exists  in  the  minds  of  those  who  have 
seen  Punch  and  can  only  imagine 
Romeo  in  awkward  comparison  to 
him.  So  much  for  an  experiment,  may 
the  marionettes  live  long. 

Among  those  who  would  probably 
appreciate  a  new  Opera  House  is  the 
tall,  slim,  languid  young  woman  who 
enters  the  Auditorium  followed  by  her 
escort  carrying  a  cushion. 

SUICIDE  is  epidemic  but  does  not 
begin  to  be  as  alarming  as  it 
would  be  if  all  who  attempt  it 
succeeded.  While  many  are  willing  to 
jump  off  into  the  void  with  both  feet, 
many  more  manage  to  keep  one  foot 
at  least  firmly  planted. 

A  phlegmatic  patrolman  saw  a  gen- 
tleman in  the  act  of  emulating  a  comet 
by  jumping  from  a  third  story  win- 
dow the  other  morning  about  three 
o'clock.  The  latter  landed  on  the 
pavement  with  a  dull,  sickening  thud. 
The  policeman  thought  he  was  dead, 
but  an  instant  later  the  late  aviator 
without  benefit  of  parachute  sat  up 
dazedly,  rubbing  his  head. 

"Why  did  you  jump  out  of  that 
window?"  demanded  the  arm  of  the 
law,  perceiving  that  the  other  was  not 
badly  hurt. 

"A  woman  lied  to  me." 

"Well,  and  what  if  she  did?  Is  that 
any  reason  to  jump  out  of  a  three- 
story  window?  What  did  she  lie 
about?" 

"She  told  me  her  husband  was  in 
China." 


10 


Facing  the  Music 


ONCE  upon  a  time  the  head  of  a 
great  and  important  Civic 
Bureau  was  asked  to  speak  at  a 
dinner  given  for  the  purpose  of  form- 
ing a  summer  symphony  association 
in  his  community.  He  knew  nothing 
about  music,  less  how  to  form  a  sym- 
phony association,  but  he  did  realize 
that  it  might  be  to  his  political  ad- 
vantage to  attend  the  dinner  and  "do 
something  for  art."  And  so  he  wrote  a 
speech,  which  his  wife  called  "good" 
and  his  stenographer  pronounced 
"perfect."  There  is  no  need  to  repeat 
the  things  he  said.  We  all  have  heard 
orations  delivered  by  leaders  of  im- 
portant Civic  Bureaux  in  defense  of 
art,  and  so  are  familiar  with  their 
texts.  But,  being  a  man  famous  for 
his  wit,  the  head  of  this  particular 
Civic  Bureau  was  certain  to  utter  some 
unique  drollery  which  would  carry  a 
deep  and  far-reaching  moral.  And  his 
audience  was  not  disappointed.  Said 
the  great  man  as  a  climax  to  his  rous- 
ing oration:  "The  boy  who  blows  a 
horn  will  never  blow  a  safe,  therefore 
let  us  have  summer  concerts."  And 
the  diners,  sad  to  say,  cheered  wildly 
and  pronounced  themselves  in  full  ac- 
cord with  the  great  man's  view. 

There  is  nothing  in  the  records  of 
the  Philharmonic  Society  of  San  Mateo 
or  the  San  Francisco  Summer  Sym- 
phony Association  to  indicate  that 
their  existence  is  based  on  this  or  any 
other  priceless  epigram  uttered  at  the 
end  of  a  satisfying  meal.  As  a  matter 
of  fact,  from  the  first  I  suspected  that 
neither  Lenora  Wood  Armsby,  who 
governs  the  one,  nor  Joseph  Thomp- 
son, who  heads  the  other  of  these 
organizations,  would  waste  one  mo- 
ment of  their  precious  time  if  they 
thought  summer  symphony  concerts 
were  nothing  more  than  crime  preven- 
tion schools.  But  as  knowledge  of  such 
facts  is  always  doubtful  until  probed 
at  first  hand,  it  was  decided  both 
should  be  solemnly  interviewed  and 
severely  questioned  as  to  their  inten- 
tions, if  any.  And  though  the  inter- 
views differed  from  the  usual  question 
and  answer  pattern,  because  of  an  in- 
herent objection  on  my  part  to  ask 
questions,  the  result  was  highly  illu- 
minating. 

TO  SATISFY  those  who  insist  on 
getting  their  facts  straight  and  un- 
adulterated, let  me  state  briefly  that 
this  year's  eight  concerts  in  the  Wood- 
lawn  Theatre  in  Hillsborough  are  to 
start  on  Sunday  afternoon,  June  21, 
while  the  Civic  Auditorium  series  of 
ten   will  begin  on  Tuesday  evening, 


by  James  Hamilton  Fisher 

June  23;  that  although  the  list  of 
conductors  is  not  quite  complete,  cer- 
tain it  is  that  Walter  Damrosch,  of 
New  York,  Sir  Hamilton  Harty  of 
England,  Pierre  Monteux  of  Paris  and 
Arthur  Rodzinski  of  Los  Angeles  will 
be  among  them:  that  the  programs 
will  contain  mostly  classic  and  semi- 
classic  composition  with  a  few  modern 
works  thrown  in  for  good  measure, 
and  that  the  birds  in  the  Woodlawn 
Theatre  will  accompany  the  orchestra 
whenever  they  feel  like  it.  Mr.  Thomp- 
son said  the  Tuesday  night  concerts 
may  again  be  broadcast,  providing  the 
right  sort  of  sponsor  can  be  found, 
while  Mrs.  Armsby  was  hopeful  that 
the  general  attendance  during  the  com- 
ing season  would  be  even  better  than 
last  year. 

So  much  about  the  mere  physical 
aspect  of  the  concerts.  True,  facts  of 
this  sort  are  important  but  are  ob- 
viously only  part  of  the  whole  show. 
Of  greater  consequence  to  the  average 
man  and  woman  in  the  streets  are  the 
underlying  reasons  for  giving  these 
concerts  at  all.  For,   once  they  grasp 


Concerts  of  the  Month 

Friday  evening,  April  10 — Under  the  auspices  of 
San  Francisco  Chapter  of  "Pro-Musica,"  The 
London  String  Quartet  at  Scottish  Rite  Hall. 

Sunday  afternoon,  April  12— Estelle  Reed,  dancer, 
at   the  Geary. 

Monday  night,  April  13 — Claire  Dux,  at  Dream- 
land   Auditorium. 

Sunday  afternoon,  April  19 — Yehudi  Menuhin, 
at  Dreamland   Auditorium. 

Monday  night,  April  20— Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Carmen"  with 
Eleanor  Painter;  Claire  Cpsher;  Olive  Rich- 
ardes ;  Ludovico  Tomarchio  ;  Joseph  Hoyos, 
etc. 

Tuesday  night,  April  21 — Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Rigoletto"  with 
Louis  de  Iharguen ;  Joseph  Hoyos ;  Jose 
Corral ;  Evaristo  Alihertini ;  Bernice  van  Gel- 
der;   Edith  Mackey.  etc. 

Thursday  night,  April  23— Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "The  Masked  Ball" 
with  Olive  Richardes  ;  Myrtle  Leonard;  Ludo- 
vico Tomarchio,  etc. 

Saturday  afternoon,  April  25 — Pacific  Grand 
Opera  Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Cavalleria 
Rusticana"  with  Adela  Reyes  ;  Edith  Mackey; 
Louis  de  Iharguen;  Joseph  Hoyos,  etc.,  and 
*'La  Boite  a  Jou  Joux." 

Saturday  evening,  April  25 — Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Carmen"  with 
Eleanor  Painter;  Claire  Upsher ;  Olive  Rich- 
ardes ;  Ludovico  Tomarchio ;  Joseph  Hoyos, 
etc. 

Monday  evening,  April  27 — Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "La  Gioconda" 
with  Meryl  Floyd;  Nona  Campbell;  Myrtle 
Leonard;  Ludovico  Tomarchio;  Mateo  Dra- 
goni,   etc. 

Wednesday  evening,  April  29 — Pacific  Grand 
Opera  Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Madame 
Butterfly"  with  Hana  Shimozumi-Iki ;  Edith 
Mackey;  Mardell  May;  Luis  de  Iharguen; 
Marsden  Argall,  etc. 

Friday  evening.  May  1 — Pacific  Grand  Opera  Co. 
at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "Lucia"  with  Audrey 
Farncroft ;  Elizabeth  Byrnes ;  Luis  de  Ihar- 
guen;  Marsden  Argall,  etc. 

Saturday  afternoon,  May  2— Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "I  Pagliacci"  with 
Gladys  Young  ;  Ludovico  Tomarchio  ;  Mateo 
Dragoni ;  Terry  Lafranconi ;  Marsden  Argall, 
etc.,  and  "La  Boite  a  Jou  Joux." 

Saturday  evening.  May  2 — Pacific  Grand  Opera 
Co.  at  the  Tivoli  Theatre,  "La  Gioconda" 
with  Meryl  Floyd;  Nona  Campbell;  Myrtle 
Leonard ;  Ludovico  Tomarchio ;  Mateo  Dra- 
goni, etc. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

their  real  significance,  it  is  far  easier  to 
prevail  upon  them  to  buy  tickets. 

Certain  it  is  that  summer  symphony 
concerts,  diligently  arranged,  are  a 
popular  form  of  entertainment.  San 
Francisco  has  ample  proof  of  that.  So 
has  Hollywood  and  New  York.  Yet 
for  every  ten  who  like  to  spend  their 
Sunday  afternoons  in  the  Woodlawn 
Theatre  and  their  Tuesday  nights  in 
the  Civic  Auditorium  there  are  twenty 
who  consider  Summer  Symphonies  a 
waste  of  time,  money  and  effort.  Not 
that  they  dislike  music.  Far  from  it. 
They  like  it  but  they  must  have  it  in 
what  they  are  pleased  to  call  the  "right 
atmosphere,"  and  summer  nights  or 
Sunday  afternoons  simply  don't  click 
with  them.  Perhaps  their  attitude  is 
merely  an  alibi.  Whatever  it  is,  it  is  a 
mental  hazard  which  has  to  be  over- 
come by  those  who,  realizing  the  value 
of  the  concerts,  are  working  for  their 
success. 

Summer  concerts  are  important  to 
the  musical  life  of  a  city  if  for  no  other 
reason  than  to  give  the  members  of  a 
symphony  orchestra  a  chance  to  work 
and  practice.  Have  you  ever  thought  of 
that?  If  you  haven't,  just  ask  Mrs. 
Armsby  or  Mr.  Thompson.  They 
know.  They  realize  how  important  it 
is  for  an  organization  as  finely  bal- 
anced as  a  symphony  orchestra  to  stay 
intact  all  the  year  around. 

Then  there  is  the  possibility  of 
hearing  guest  conductors.  Most  noted 
leaders  have  their  permanent  orches- 
tras over  which  they  preside  during  the 
winter  months.  But  during  the  sum- 
mer they  can  take  their  talents  else- 
where. Have  you  ever  realized  how 
valuable  a  change  of  discipline  is  to  the 
players  ?  And  who  profits  by  it  but  San 
Francisco  if  the  visiting  leaders  return 
to  their  respective  homes,  either  in  this 
country  or  in  Europe,  and  sing  the 
praises  of  the  orchestra  they  conducted 
here? 

WHEN  Issay  Dobrowen  was  on 
his  way  to  San  Francisco 
from  Germany  recently  to  fill 
his  engagement  here,  he  met  Bruno 
Walter,  brilliant  Prussian  conductor 
in  Berlin.  If  Dobrowen  felt  happy  over 
his  trip  to  California  before  he  met  his 
colleague,  he  must  have  been  doubly 
pleased  after  he  had  spoken  with  him. 
For  Walter,  who  conducted  in  this  city 
during  the  summer  months  a  year  or 
two  ago,  could  not  tell  him  enough 
about  San  Francisco's  natural  beauties 
and  artistics  achievements. 

Chambers  of  Commerce,  both  sen- 
ior and  junior  ought  to  make  a  note 
of  this.  Summer  concerts  ARE  impor- 
tant you  see,  in  more  ways  than  one. 
After  all  San  Francisco  may  be  known 
as  "The  Jewel  of  the  Pacific."  but  even 

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Courtesy  or  Vjckery,  Atkins  & 


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THE  sun  goes  down  in  a  fog — dropping  like  a  plummet  in  the  carnelian 
waters  of  the  bay  .  .  .  shorelines  .  .  .  eastern  skies  faintly  bright  .  .  . 
relentless  Pacific — now  a  carpet  of  aquamarine  merges  into  the  ash-blue 
valance  of  infinity  .  .  .  gray-green  sullen-lipped  breakers — foam-topped — 
venting  their  fury  upon  the  rocks  of  time  .  .  . 

Night  .  .  .  the  air  is  heavy — oppressive — stifling  .  .  .  Chinatown  ...  its 
mysterious  caverns  filled  with  pleasure  seekers  .  .  .  Market  Street — great 
octopus,  breathes  heavily — its  far-reaching  tentacles  embracing  humanity 
of  every  race  and  creed  .  .  .  Barbary  Coast .  .  .  dance  halls  filled  to  capacity 
.  .  .  Palace  Hotel — rendezvous  of  the  world-traveled,  agleam  with  brilliant 
gayety  .  .  .  San  Francisco,  sophisticate  of  cities .  .  . 

A  low  hoarse  sound  as  of  distant  thunder  ...  a  wierd,  unearthly  light 
succession  of  lightning-like  vibrations  .  .  .  the  earth  swells  like  the  sea  .  .  . 
buildings  collapse  on  every  side  .  .  .  the  ground  opens  in  great  rents — 
widening — engulfing  houses,  trees.  Human  beings  roused  from  sleep  and 
pleasure  .  .  .  screams  of  terror  dreadful  to  hear  ...  a  sickening  sense  of 
gradual  sinking  .  .  .  short,  sharp,  intermittent  tremblors  .  .  .  fire!  .  .  .  water 
mains  asunder!  .  .  .  great  buildings  .  .  .  block  on  block  of  houses  trembling 
.  .  .  licked  by  fiery  tongues — devoured  .  .  .  great  funnel-like  holes  yawn- 
ing ..  . 

TWENTY-FIVE  years  .  .  .  metropolis  of  the  west  .  .  .  Chinatown — de- 
lightful, inviting,  its  clean  broad  streets  paneled  with  smart  shops  .  .  . 
colorful  cafes  .  .  .  Golden  Gate  Park — monument  to  man's  genius  .  .  . 
towering  hotels  .  .  .  apartments  .  .  .  skyline  of  giant  buildings  .  .  flower 
stalls,  flanking  colorful  roadways  .  .  .  restaurants  rivaling  Paris  ...  an  at- 
mosphere unparalleled. 

The  sun  goes  down  in  a  fog  tonight  .  .  .  myriad  lights  hasten  to  take  its 
place  .  .  .  brilliance  .  .  .  floodlights  enhance  the  beauty  of  skycsrapers  .  . 
luxurious  motor  cars  slowly  climb  Nob  Hill  .  .  .  laughter  on  a  Roof 
Garden  .  .  .  magnificent  panorama — ceaseless  Pacific  .  .  .  gayety  and  con- 
tentment .  .  soft  breath  of  fog  enveloping  .  .  .  the  lonesome  sound  of  a 
bellbuoy  .  .  .  Night,  San  Francisco,  sophisticate  of  cities  .  .  . 


Drawing  by  ...  . 
Rudolf  H.  Sauter 
visiting  English 
painter 

Impressions  of 
twenty-five  years 
ago  and  today  by 
JackWyche  Feeny 


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evenson  in  oamoa 


Apia.  Samoa,  July  11.  1921 
To  Frederick  O'Brien, 

Safune.  Savaii,  Samoa. 

My  Dear  O'Brien — /  was  glad  to 
get  your  note  because  it  fell  in  with  a 
conclusion  I  had  already  come  to  in 
my  own  mind  just  as  I  was  leaving 
your  village  of  Safune.  You  happened 
to  say  that  a  tabu  had  been  put  on 
your  cottage  and  the  pool  in  the  cav- 
ern, so  you  would  not  be  disturbed 
and  could  work.  Thinking  this  over  I 
decided  not  to  come  back  for  anyone 
can  see  that  a  person  from  the  outside, 
no  matter  who.  disturbs  literary  work 
more  than  any  other.  I  know  my 
father  and  his  brother.  Henry,  used  to 
require  seclusion  at  their  work. 
Sincerely  yours, 

Henry  Adams. 

IN  READING  The  Letters  of  Henry 
Adams,  a  recent  volume,  I  recalled 
meeting  Henry  Adams,  his  nephew, 
on  the  scene  of  Samoa  so  illuminat- 
ingly  dealt  with  by  the  eminent  author 
of  the  Education  and  of  Chartres.  I 
was  living,  ten  years  ago,  at  the  store- 
boarding-house  of  Henry  J.  Moore,  on 
the  main  street  of  Apia,  and  after 
dinner  the  talk  had  fallen  on  Steven- 
son. 

"He    often    sat    right    here,"    said 
Moors.  "I  built  for  him  the  house  in 


by  Frederick  O'Brien 


which  he  lived  the  last  few  years  of 
his  life  and  in  which  he  died.  He  and 
I  were  great  friends.  I  wrote  the  book, 
With  Stevenson  in  Samoa,  to  tell  about 
my  dealings  with  him." 

Henry  Adams,  the  nephew,  whose 
letter  to  me  is  above,  said,  "My  uncle, 
Henry  Adams,  was  here  in  Samoa  with 
John  La  Farge,  the  painter,  and  knew 
and  liked  Stevenson.  He  thought  he 
was  queer,  but  got  to  understand  him. 
he  said." 

Knowing  Henry  Adams,  the  New 
Englander,  by  his  Education.  I  won- 
dered then  what  he  really  had  thought 
of  Stevenson.  I  did  not  believe  that  I 
would  ever  know,  for  Adams  was  reti- 
cent, and  even  his  Education  was  not 
published  until  after  his  death.  But, 
now,  in  the  Letters,  are  astonishing 
and  intimate  disclosures  of  Adams' 
impressions  of  the  beloved  poet  and 
wanderer.  They  are  made  in  letters  to 
close  friends  or  kin,  and  are  published 
after  forty  years.  Here  is  Adams'  first 
sight  of  Stevenson: 

The  afternoon  was  lowering,  with 
drops  of  rain,  and  misty  in  the  dis- 
tance. At  last  we  came  out  on  a  clear- 
ing dotted  with  burned  stumps  exactly 
like  a  clearing  in  our  backwoods.  In 
the  middle  stood  a  two-story  Irish 
shanty  with  steps  outside  to  the  upper 
floor,  and  a  galvanized  iron  roof.  A 


FREDERICK 
O'BRIEN 


Recent  stinging  comment 
by  this  noted  author,  jour- 
nalist and  world  adventurer 
published  in  The  Carmelite 
has  drawn  renewed  atten- 
tion to  Frederick  Obrien, 
one  of  the  outstanding 
writers  in  the  West  who 
herewith  becomes  a  con- 
tributor to  The  San  Francis- 
can. The  portrait  is  by  Brett 
Weston. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

pervasive  atmosphere  of  dirt  seemed  to 
hang  around  it.  and  the  squalor  like  a 
railroad  navvy's  board  hut.  As  we 
reached  the  steps  a  figure  came  out  that 
I  cannot  do  justice  to.  Imagine  a  man 
so  thin  and  emaciated  that  he  looked 
like  a  bundle  of  sticks  in  a  bag.  with  a 
head  and  eyes  morbidly  intelligent  and 
restless.  He  was  costumed  in  a  dirty  . 
striped  cotton  pyjamas,  the  baggy  legs 
tucked  into  coarse  knit  woolen  stock- 
ings, one  of  which  was  bright  brown 
in  color,  the  other  a  purplish  dark  tone. 
With  him  was  a  woman  who  retired 
for  a  moment  into  the  house  to  re- 
appear a  moment  afterwards,  probably 
in  some  change  of  costume,  but  as  far 
as  I  could  see,  the  change  could  only 
have  consisted  in  putting  shoes  on  her 
bare  feet.  She  wore  the  usual  mission- 
ary nightgown  which  was  no  cleaner 
than  her  husband's  shirt  and  drawers. 
but  she  omitted  the  stockings.  Her 
complexion  and  eyes  were  dark  and 
strong,  like  a  half-breed  Mexican. 

Henry  Adams  did  not  know,  maybe, 
that  this  shanty  in  which  lived  the 
Stevensons,  was  but  the  pioneer  tent 
for  building  the  commodious  and  de- 
lightful home  in  which,  until  he  died, 
the  noted  pair  entertained  lavishly  the 
most  distinguished  visitors  to  Samoa. 
Stevenson  returns  the  visit  to  Henry 
Adams  and  La  Farge,  and  Adams 
wrote: 

We  have  seen  much  of  Stevenson 
these  last  few  days,  and  I  must  say  no 
more  in  ridicule,  for  he  has  been  ex- 
tremely obliging,  and  given  me  very 
valuable  letters  of  introduction  to 
Tahiti  and  the  Marquesas.  He  has 
amused  and  interested  us,  too.  and 
greatly  by  his  conversation.  Last  even- 
ing he  came  at  five  o'clock,  and  brought 
his  wife  to  dine  with  us.  Their  arrival 
was  characteristic.  He  appeared  first, 
looking  like  an  insane  stork,  very 
warm,  and  very  restless.  Presently  Mrs. 
Stevenson  in  a  reddish  cotton  night- 
gown, stagged  up  the  steps,  and  sank 
into  a  chair,  gasping,  and  unable  to 
speak.  Stevenson  hurried  to  explain 
that  she  was  overcome  by  the  heat  and 
the  walk.  Stevenson  says  that  his  wife 
has  some  disease,  I  know  what  of 
a  paralytic  nature,  and  suffers  greatly 
from  its  attacks.  I  know  only  that 
when  I  arrived  afterwards  I  found  her 
on  the  piazza  chatting  .  .  .  and  appar- 
ently as  well  and  stalwart  as  any 
Apache  squaw.  Stevenson  was  aston- 
ishingly agreeable,  dancing  about, 
brandishing  his  long  arms  above  his 
head,  and  looking  so  attenuated  in 
the  thin  flannel  shirt  which  is  his  con- 
stant wear,  that  I  expected  to  see  him 
break  in  sections  like  the  polloto  (a 
reef  worm) .  To  my  great  relief  he  is 
not  a  Presbyterian,  but  is  as  little 
missionary  as  I  am. 


APRIL,  1931 


by  Karoly  Fulop 


This  wood  carving  with 
ivory  inlay  is  among  the 
Fulop  pieces  owned  in 
San  Francisco.  His  wa- 
tercolors,  carvings  and 
chrysos  paintings  were 
shown  at  the  Legion  Pal- 
ace last  autumn  and  are 
now  on  view  at  Cour- 
voisier's. 


Courtesy  of  COURVOISIER 


THE  acquaintance  progresses,  and 
Adams  and  La  Farge  go  to  break- 
fast at  the  shanty: 
Stevenson  stayed  to  dine  With  us, 
and  was  quite  on  his  manners,  but  as 
usual  had  to  borrow  Sewall's  clothes. 
La  Farge  and  I  promised  to  come  up 
to  his  place  next  morning,  and  to  send 
our  breakfast  before  us.  I  cannot  con- 
ceive why  they  should  ever  be  without 
food  in  the  house, but  apparently  their 
normal  condition  is  foodless,  and  they 


not  only  consented,  but  advised  my 
making  sure  of  my  own  breakfast. 
Stevenson  himself  seems  to  eat  little  or 
nothing,  and  lives  on  cheap  French 
vin  ordinaire  when  he  can  get  it  ...  I 
do  not  know  how  this  regime  affects 
his  complaint,  for  I  do  not  know  what 
his  complaint  is.  I  supposed  it  to  be 
phthisis,  or  tubercular  consumption; 
but  I  am  assured  here  that  his  lungs 
are  not  affected.  The  German  physician 
here  says  that  it  is  asthma.   Asthma  or 


whatever  it  is.  he  and  his  wife,  ac- 
cording to  their  account,  rarely  have 
enough  to  eat  in  the  house,  so  I  sent 
off  a  native  at  seven  o'clock  in  the 
morning  with  a  basket  of  food. 

We  found  Stevenson  and  his  wife 
just  as  they  had  appeared  at  our  first 
call,  except  that  Mrs.  Stevenson  did 
not  think  herself  obliged  to  put  on 
slippers,  and  her  nightgown  costume 
had  apparently  not  been  washed  since 

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PAULINE 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

FREDERICK 


One  of  San  Francisco's  favorite 
actresses  who  has  turned  a  deaf 
ear  to  the  talkies,  remaining 
constant  to  the  legitimate 
theatre,  pictured  as  she  will  be 
seen  here  in  the  Belasco  Cur- 
ran  production  of  the  New 
York  Theatre  Guild's  current 
success,  "Elizabeth,  the 
Queen." 


(below) 

Modernistic  setting  for  the 
second  act  of  the  satirical 
comedy  on  Hollywood, "Once 
in  a  Lifetime"  now  breaking 
records  in  San  Francisco.  Ac- 
cording to  reports,  Sid  Grau- 
man's  local  version  surpasses 
the  New  York  production. 


DE  FORREST 


J?  = 


APRIL,  1931 


Spotlight 


THE  feature  of  this  review  was  to 
have  been  Joe  Brown  in  "Elmer 
the  Great."  But,  unhappily, 
crossed  wires  prevented  and  we  arrived 
at  the  box  office  for  a  Wednesday  ma- 
tinee to  find  no  seats  in  our  name  and 
a  string  of  fifty  people  waiting  vainly 
in  line  for  a  chance  to  even  so  much  as 
stand  up.  Further  inquiry  disclosed  the 
fact  that  the  house  had  been  sold  out 
for  the  entire  week.  This  was  momen- 
tarily disappointing  until  we  realized 
that  the  spoken  stage  about  whose 
death  so  much  has  been  written  was 
really  a  very  live  corpse.  And,  we  were 
likewise  happy  to  find  that  our  friend 
Duffy  had  struck  pay  dirt  again. 

This  talk  about  the  decline  of  the 
stage  has  always  been  with  us,  even 
before  the  movies  came  on  the  scene. 
There  was  something  said  about  de- 
generate drama  in  Shakespeare's  time 
and  it  was  re-iterated  in  the  days  of 
Sophocles.  The  movies  should  no  more 
interfere  with  the  spoken  drama  than 
the   radio   and   phonograph   interfere 
with  symphonies  and  the  opera.  As  a 
matter  of  fact,  the  screen  should  feed 
the  stage  and  if  we  had  any  rational 
inquiry   into   the   subject   we   should 
doubtless  find  that  it  does  that  very 
thing.  If  people  are  so  content  to  look 
at  shadows  why  do  they  crowd  into 
movie  palaces  whenever  a   "personal 
appearance"  is  announced?  And  why 
do  the  police  reserves  have  to  be  called 
out  whenever  Charlie  Chaplin  or  Mary 
Pickford  park  their  cars  and  alight  be- 
fore the  entrance  to  a  hotel?  People 
may  find  it  agreeable  and  even  enter- 
taining to  see  shadows  but  they  are  al- 
ways hungry  to  look  upon  real  flesh 
and  blood.  They  can  see  Lindbergh 
and   Einstein   from   the   comfortable 
upholstery  of  any  movie  palace  when 
such  figures  are  flashed  on  the  news- 
reel  but  this  does  not  prevent  them 
from  standing  for  hours  along  any  line 
of  march  over  which  these  gentlemen 
are  scheduled  to  travel. 

Joe  Brown  and  "Elmer  the  Great" 
may  be  indifferent  entertainment,  for 
all  we  know,  but  the  fact  remains  that 
the  public  has  made  up  its  mind  to 
see  the  show.  And  the  more  people  are 
turned  away  empty-handed  from  the 
box  office  the  more  determined  they 
will  be  to  finally  achieve  an  entrance. 
There  is  no  better  advertisement  for  a 
play  than  difficulty  to  obtain  seats. 
We,  having  come  fresh  from  several 
such  New  York  successes,  were  not  so 
fussed  by  our  inability  to  obtain  an 
entrance  to  the  theatre  but  most  of  the 
San  Franciscans  in  line  were  resentful 
to  the  point  of  comedy.  It  has  been  so 
long  since  the  "standing-room-only" 


sign  has  been  hung  out  before  any  local 
box-office  that  the  good  people  of  the 
city  by  the  Golden  Gate  have  forgotten 
that  such  a  situation  could  exist. 

IN  spite  of  the  dearth  of  dramatic  en- 
tertainment that  has  prevailed  dur- 
ing the  past  month,  the  immediate 
future  is  bright  for.   what  we  hope, 
will  be  a  repetition  of  box-office  sell 
outs.  First  of  all,  there  is  to  be  a  knock 
out  at  the  Curran  in  the  shape  of  com- 
edy entitled  "Once  in  a  Lifetime."  The 
management   announces   that   it   will 
run  for  two  weeks,  only.    It  should 
run  for  two  months.  We  have  no  per- 
sonal idea  how  the  coast  production 
compares  with  the  New  York  produc- 
tion. But  we  have  seen  those  who  have 
enjoyed  both  performances  and  who 
report  very  favorably  on  the  cast  from 
Los  Angeles.  It  doesn't  require  a  great 
cast  and  if  the  proper  types  have  been 
secured  the  play  will  be  a  riot.  If  you 
want  to  see  and  hear  Hollywood  get 
the  panning   of   its  life,   don't   miss 
"Once  in  a  Lifetime."   And,   if  the 
management  is  serious  about  a  two- 
week  run,  you  had  better  go  early  and 
avoid  the  rush. 

The  other  potential  sell-out  is 
"Elizabeth  the  Queen."  There  could 
be  no  greater  contrast  than  this  play 
and  "Once  in  a  Lifetime."  It  was  one 
of  the  greatest  New  York  Guild  pro- 
ductions of  the  season.  And,  this,  with 
the  critics  in  a  rather  sniffish  mood. 
Historical  drama  is  not  in  good  odour 
with  the  highbrows  of  the  great  metro- 
polis— unless  it  be  the  historical  drama 
out  of  Soviet  Russia.  Lynn  Fontane 
gave  an  extraordinary  alive  portrait  of 
the  Queen.  Her  makeup  was  as  mar- 
velous as  the  makeups  that  Richard 
Mansfield  used  to  assume.  It  is  not  so 
easy  for  an  actress  to  sink  her  identity 
in  grease-paint  and  wig.  Usually,  of 
course,  if  she  is  very  lovely,  she  resents 
sacrificing  her  good  looks  to  her  art. 
Which  moves  one  to  wonder  how  far 
Pauline  Frederick  will  go  in  this  mat- 
ter. 

Bernhardt,  great  as  she  was,  could 
never  hide  her  identity  even  when  she 
played  Hamlet  or  "L'Aiqlon."  Nor 
is  Mrs.  Fiske  any  better.  We  saw  Mrs. 
Fiske  play  Mary  of  Magdala,  once, 
and  she  was  so  like  herself  that  it 

AT  SAUSILITO 

by  Vaughn  Francis  Meisling 

A  lifting  blue-and-silver  haze 

Recalls  the  happy-island  days 

Sung  in  the  long  ago,-  the  bay 

Is  grey. 

Athwart  its  glintless  stretches  wide 

Unnumbered  craft  at  anchor  ride: 

Yawls,  schooners,  pleasure-boats,  and  one 

Full-rigger,  lifting  in  the  sun. 


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by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

verged  on  comedy.  Nazimova,  on  the 
other  hand,  was  a  marvel  at  makeup. 
We  saw  her  in  "The  Doll's  House," 
"Hedda  Gabler,"  and  a  French  comedy 
called"Mme.  Coquette"  all  within  the 
week  and  every  night  she  was  a  totally 
different    woman.    Duse,    of    course, 
made    not    the    slightest    attempt    at 
makeup.  She  would  not  even  use  rouge. 
However,  there  are  some  performances 
which  demand  it  and  "Elizabeth  the 
Queen"  is  one.  Now,  Pauline,  come 
through  and  let  us  see  how  completely 
you  can  become  the  red-headed,  sharp- 
nosed  virago  sometimes  known  as  the 
Virgin  Queen.  Not  that  you  need  to 
be  unlovely,  but  you  need  to  be  very 
different.  Miss  Fontane  was  strikingly 
handsome  in  the  part  but  she  was  no 
more  the  Lynn  Fontane  of  contempo- 
rary drama  than  a  Lynn  Fontane  of 
classic  Greece.  Essex  is  likewise  a  great 
role.  But  Essex  would  always  suffer 
in  comparison  with  Elizabeth.  But  the 
New  York  critics  did  not  sense  this  and 
they  sneered  again — this  time,  at  Al- 
fred Lunt  in  the  role.  We  repeat  what 
we  wrote  from  New  York  in  Decem- 
ber that  "Elizabeth  the  Queen"  is  one 
of  the  best  historical  dramas  that  we 
have  ever  seen.  By  the  time  this  show 
arrives  in  San  Francisco  the  public  will 
doubtless  have  become  accustomed  to 
standing  in  line  for  tickets.  Which  is 
as  it  should  be.  We  grow  indifferent 
to  delights  that  are  too  easily  come 
upon. 

AND  while  we  are  on  the  subject 
of   the   revival   of   the  spoken 
drama,  we  must  report  the  ru- 
mor that  vaudeville  is  coming  into  its 
own  again.  On  every  side  there  are  signs 
of  awakening.  It  seems  that  even  San 
Francisco  is  perking  up  in  a  vaudeville 
way  with  the  return  of  eight  acts  to  the 
Golden  Gate.  Almost  our  first  move 
when  we  arrived  in  New  York  last  fall 
was  to  make  tracks  for  Keith's  Palace 
at  Broadway  and  Forty-seventh.  This 
was    the    last    stand    of    simon-pure 
vaudeville  and,  oh  boy,  how  we  did 
stand  with  it!  Every  week  saw  us  in 
line  for  the  change  of  bill.  There  were 
the  Marx  Brothers,  and  Eddie  Cantor 
and  Sophie  Tucker  and  all  the  old 
favorites.  And  in  addition  ventrilo- 
quists, and  slack-wire  performers,  and 
sleight-of-hand  folk,  to  say  nothing 
of  the  appropriate  music  to  accompany 
them !  Now,  honest,  wouldn't  you  like 
to  see  a  lovely  lady  in  tarleton  skirts 
run  back  and  forth  on  a  slack  wire 
while    the    orchestra    softly    croons 
"Roses  from  the  South."  or  a  gentle- 
man toss  oranges  and  plates  into  the 

Continued  on  page  25 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


G  U  N  N  A  R         JOHANSEN 

Thoush  in  his  early  twenties,  Gun- 
nar  Johansen  has  been  acclaimed  a 
genius  and  a  great  artist  in  the 
Scandinavian  capitols  and  in 
America  wherever  he  has  appeared 
in  concert  and  as  soloist  with 
symphony  orchestra.  A  pianist  of 
unusual  technique,  his  accomplish- 
ment is  considered  greatest  in  the 
realm  of  emotional  sensibility.  He 
is  a  Dane  by  birth  but  now  makes 
his  home  in  the  San  Francisco  Bay 
Region  where  he  is  often  heard 
informally.  His  most  recent  public 
concert  drew  unusual  attendance 
and  enthusiasm  and  current  opinion 
has  it  that  Johansen  is  slated  to 
become  one  of  the  world's  truly 
great  pianists. 


WARREN  CHENEY 


Huntress 


by  Leroy  Rumsey 


THE  long,  low  roadster,  a  shimmer- 
ing streak  of  silver  in  the  black 
shadows  of  the  night,  rolled 
slowly  to  a  standstill  in  a  secluded 
portion  of  the  park,  a  spot  silent  and 
remote  with  only  the  occasional  dis- 
tant rumble  of  a  street  car  to  break 
the  stillness. 

Joan  Harper,  mistress  of  every  ges- 
ture, every  emotion,  sat  in  the  close 
quarters  of  the  car  with  all  the  grace 
of  a  Garbo  reclining  on  a  silken- 
pillowed  dais.  Joan,  the  girl  with  the 
sleepy  blue  eyes,  who  had  arrived  in 
San  Francisco  from  nowhere,  had  met 
Anton  Knight  at  a  tea,  and  now,  a 
month  later,  was  seated  beside  him  in 
this  intimate  nook,  calmly  certain  of 
the  outcome  of  her  adventure. 

"Cigarette?"  Anton  was  offering 
her  his  case. 

"Thanks." 

He  held  the  lighter  for  her.  "Has 
everything  been  all  right?"  he  asked. 

Languidly  she  blew  smoke  at  him. 
"It — will  be." 

"I  thought  you'd  like  a  bit  of  quiet 
for  a  change,"  he  continued  with 
thoughtful  deliberation.  "A  small  cafe 
and  a  ride — something  peaceful,  for 
just  us." 


"It's  been  perfect." 

Joan  was  not  lying.  The  evening 
could  not  have  been  better  arranged 
for  her  purposes  had  she  planned  it 
herself.  The  little  upstairs  cafe  with 
its  colorful  walls  and  swart  waiters 
had  been  just  the  frame  necessary  to 
enhance  the  portrait  of  blonde  loveli- 
ness she  had  prepared  for  him.  She 
had  put  on  her  Chanel  gown,  the 
clinging  white  satin  that  made  every 
curve  of  her  body  a  seductive  appeal: 
had  spent  hours  over  the  light-tex- 
tured hair  that  aureoled  her  head  like 
a  casque  of  spun  gold;  had  put  forth 
all  her  feminine  allurements  to  make 
this  night  perfect.  The  moment  she 
had  heard  Anton's  voice  on  the  phone 
asking  her  to  dinner,  she  had  sensed 
that  tonight  would  be  the  end  of  her 
adventure,  and  that  she  must  do  her 
best  to  make  the  ending  happy — for 
her. 

She  had  not  spent  all  of  her  father's 
insurance  and  the  money  from  the 
little  corner  grocery  in  St.  Helena  on 
clothes  for  nothing.  She  had  kept 
Anton  interested  for  a  month,  and 
now  she  must  turn  this  interest  into 
something  more — or  start  hunting  a 
job.  She  was  not  worrying,  however, 


for  she  knew  that  Anton,  the  eligible 
Anton,  the  playboy  of  San  Francisco, 
was  finally  going  to  ask  her  to  marry 
him. 

She  caressed  his  cheek  with  her  cool 
fingertips.  "You're  a  dear.  Anton." 
Her  voice  was  like  the  husky  slither  of 
velvet  across  polished  mahogany.  "It 
isn't  often  that  we've  had  much  time 
to  ourselves,  you  know." 

Anton  caught  the  slender  white 
hand  in  his  own.  "We've  been  great 
pals,  haven't  we.  Joan?" 

"Yes.  Anton — great  pals." 

He  looked  thoughtfully  at  his 
cigarette,  tossed  it  to  the  floor,  ex- 
tinguished it  with  slow  deliberation. 
"Why  do  you  say  it  that  way,  Joan  ?" 
Suddenly  he  was  closer.  "We're  more 

than  that,  Joan — more ."  With 

practiced  assurance,  he  pressed  his  cheek 
to  hers,  held  her  slim  body  close. "Joan, 
I  love  you  so." 

IT  WAS  almost  too  theatrical,  and 
for  one  disturbing  moment.  Joan 
doubted  his  sincerity;  then  feeling 
the  throbbing  masculine  warmth  of 
him  through  the  rough  topcoat,  she 
exulted  once  more.  Her  moment  had 
come;  her  campaign  was  successful,  and 
the  game  was  almost  finished.  Slowly, 
languorously,  she  kissed  him.  Her  voice 
was  a  ghost,  a  wavering  wraith,  like 
the  shiver  of  silk  in  a  silent  room.  "And 
I  love  you,  Anton.  I  love  you." 

Continued  on  page  31 


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APRIL,  1931 


FREMONT 


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OLDER 

Dean  of  western  journalists,  Fre- 
mont Older  has  played  a  greater 
part  in  San  Francisco  journalism  than 
any  other  one  man.  Coming  here 
when  a  boy,  he  started  work  as  a 
cub  reporter  or  the  Alta  California. 
He  was  city  editor  of  the  old  Call — 
he  edited  The  Bulletin  for  twenty- 
four  years — and  is  now  editor  of  the 
amalgamated  Call-Bulletin.  During 
his  stormy  career  he  has  exposed 
corruption  and  lead  the  prosecution 
of  the  San  Francisco  graft  scandal 
under  the  Rue  administration.  He 
has  been  a  passionate  crusader  for 
the  liberty  of  Mooney  and  Billings. 
He  has  no  hobby  except  his  work 
and  looks  upon  his  ranch  at  Los 
Gatos  as  a  refuge — not  a  hobby. 


JO  DAVIDSON 


SAVE  for  one  thread  of  romance,  the 
Russian  attempt  to  found  a  colo- 
nial empire  in  America  is  a  weary 
tale  of  hunger,  cold,  sickness,  futility 
and  death.  The  romance,  such  as  it 
was.  has  been  immortalized  in  Ger- 
trude Athcrton's  Rezanof. 

Nicholai  Pctrovich  Rezanof  was  of 
the  Russian  nobility,  a  person  of  im- 
portance at  the  Russian  court.  He  was 
a  director  in  the  Russian -American 
Company,  founded  in  1779  to  create 
a  crown  monopoly  of  the  fur  trade  in 
Alaska  and  Alaskan  waters  and  to  ad- 
minister Russian  affairs  on  the  Amer- 
ican Pacific  coast  where  a  general  ex- 
tension of  Russian  power  and  trade 
was  planned. 

The  Alaskan  fur  trade,  begun  as 
early  as  1  745.  was  highly  profitable  to 
Russia,  but  the  Alaskan  colonies  were 
habitually  in  a  precarious  and  uncer- 
tain condition.  Alaska  is  a  bitterly 
cold,  inhospitable  country  and  was 
then  a  barren,  isolated  and  lonely  land. 
Grain  and  other  food  supplies  had  to 
be  taken  to  the  settlements  across 
Siberia  by  horse  or  dog  pack  and  then 
by  ships  across  the  Bering  Sea.  The 
journey  was  long  and  hazardous.  Fre- 
quently the  supplies  failed  to  arrive  on 
schedule  or  were  lost  altogether. 

In  the  fall  of  1805  Rezanof  landed 
at  New  Archangel,  on  the  island  of 
Sitka  off  the  coast  of  Alaska,  to  visit 
the  Russian  settlements,  make  a  survey 
of  conditions  and  do  what  he  could  to 
improve  them  and  increase  the  profits 


ThcR 


ussians  in  ^aiirorma 


Calif. 


of  the  fur  trade.  He  found  the  Sitkan 
colony  facing  a  winter  of  famine  and 
terror.  One  ship,  bearing  a  cargo  of 
food,  had  been  wrecked;  a  second  ship 
failed  to  arrive.  Presently,  the  colonists 
were  reduced  to  dried  fish,  devil  fish, 
whale  blubber  and  scurvy. 

At  this  point,  the  Yankee  schooner 
Juno  sailed  into  Archangel  harbor, 
and  Rezanof  promptly  purchased  the 
vessel  and  whatever  food  it  had  aboard 
for  $8,000.  But  the  Juno's  food  sup- 
ply was  small  and  the  aid  was  only 
temporary.  Rezanof  was  forced  to  find 
other  means  to  keep  his  colony  from 
starving  to  death. 

TD  the  south  was  California,  where 
the  Spanish  lived  in  an  easy  abun- 
dance of  grain,  fruits,  oil.  wine  and 
sunshine.  But  by  royal  decree  the  ports 
of  all  Spanish  colonies  were  closed  to 
trade  with  any  ships,  save  those  of 
Spain.  Particularly  were  the  ports  of 
California  closed  to  Russian  ships  and 
trade. 

But  to  the  desperate  Russians  hun- 
ger was  a  sterner  reality  than  Spanish 
law.  Rezanof  loaded  the  Juno  with  a 
cargo  of  furs  and  European-made  mer- 
chandise, and  headed  for  California. 


by  Zoe  A.  Battu 


After  a  rough  and  hazardous  voyage, 
the  Juno  made  the  port  of  Yerba  Buena 
(San  Francisco)  in  April,  1806. 

The  Spanish  were  astonished  at  the 
appearance  of  the  Russians,  but  were 
polite.  The  visitors  were  given  the  free- 
dom of  the  town  and  harbor.  They 
were  fed  and  wined  sumptuously  and 
made  acquainted  with  the  most  beau- 
tiful women.  The  home  of  Arguella, 
commandant  of  the  Presidio,  was 
thrown  open  to  Rezanof,  and  the  eld- 
est daughter  of  the  house,  the  lovely 
Concepcion  Arguella.  was  set  to  enter- 
tain him.  and  to  decide,  at  their  very 
first  meeting,  to  marry  him.  Affairs, 
apparently,  were  turning  out  better 
than  Rezanof  had  expected. 

But  when  he  mentioned  the  matter 
of  trading  his  cargo  for  California 
grain,  his  hosts  were  evasive.  Such 
trading  was  against  the  Spanish  law. 
The  best  they  could  allow  Rezanof  to 
do  was  to  buy  whatever  grain  the  Juno 
could  carry,  which  would  not  be  much, 
since  her  own  cargo  could  not  be  sold 
in  California. 

Whereupon  Rezanof  changed  his 
tactics.  He  visited  the  Mission  Fathers, 
gave  them  presents  and  won  their  sup- 

Continued  on  page  33 


Cecilia  Graham  modeled 
the  two  dancer  figures  re- 
produced on  this  page  and 
the  one  opposite.  They  are 
shown  by  the  Gump  Gal- 
leries which  secured  a  small 
group  of  work  by  this  tal- 
ented girl  who  recently 
returned  to  her  Berkeley 
home  after  study  in  Paris. 


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THE  memorial  exhibition  of  work 
by  William  Keith,  traditionally 
the  greatest  of  California  painters, 
brings  a  certain  reminiscence  of  the 
time  when  art  in  San  Francisco  wore 
the  aspect  of  being  enormously  popu- 
lar. 

Those  were  the  days  when  Dun- 
can's Auction  Rooms  were  succeeded 
by  art  dealers  whose  reputation  is  now 
secure,  when  San  Francisco's  Latin 
Quarter  was  first  artistically  estab- 
lished with  the  studios  of  Hill,  Keith, 
Tavernier,  Yelland  and  others — the 
days  when  art  exhibits  were  made  a 
gay  event  of  moment  throughout  the 
city. 

Just  how  much  of  mellow  illusion 
is  mixed  into  our  conception  of  those 
days  it  is  hard  to  say.  Perhaps  they 
rightly  appear  richer  in  that  we  group 
the  happenings  of  the  60's.  70's  and 
80's  and  derive  an  impression  from 
thirty  years'  activities  in  comparison  to 
the  current  consciousness  of  but  a 
single  season.  No  doubt  but  the 
struggles  of  the  artists  for  recognition 
by  fellow  San  Franciscans  were  even 
more  strenuous  in  those  days  than  in 
these.  From  the  time  of  the  "first  art 
exhibition,"  recorded  as  having  been 
held  in  1869  with  paintings  by 
Thomas  Hill,  William  Keith,  Norton 
Bush.  A.  Bierstadt,  Marjot  and  Moran 
— through  the  70's  when  it  is  said 
that  the  "only  art  exhibitions  were 
those  of  the  Woodward  Gardens"  and 
when  the  Nob  Hill  mansions  were 
filled  with  mirrors,  Japanese  screens, 
carved  teak  wood,  marble  top  tables, 
filagree,  glass  cabinets,  brie  a  brae, 
curios  and  other  flamboyant  expres- 
sions of  the  period — no  doubt  but  that 
the  way  of  local  artists  was  hard.  They 
may  have  been  wined  and  dined  and 
entertained  as  honored  guests — but  it 
is  improbable  that  patronage  was  any 
more  substantial  than  it  is  today. 

Until  the  90's,  then  local  art  pat- 
ronage seems  to  have  meant  something 
very  definite.  The  art  school  and  the 
art  association  were  matters  of  public 
pride.  The  city  boa  ~'  many  ar- 

tists— and  actually  .. .1  _  -1  small 

group  by  buying  th?ir  work.  It  is  true 
that  noted  artists  such  as  Emil  Carlsen, 
whom  San  Francisco  likes  today  to  in- 
clude among  its  adopted  sons,  have  less 
happy  memories  in  some  instances  than 
we  might  wish — certainly  the  presence 
and  continued  work  of  artists  such  as 
Jules  Tavernier,  Julian  Rixford,  Be- 
noni  Irwin,  Samuel  Brooks,  Jo  Har- 
rington, C.  D.  Robinson,  Virgil  Wil- 
liams, Toby  Rosenthal,  William 
Marple,  S.W.Shaw,  Thaddeus Welch, 
John  Stanton,  Bruce  Porter,  Arthur 
Atkins  and  the  younger  artists,  many 
of  whom  are  still  with  us,  testify  to 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


PASSING 


local  response  during  that  period  and 
the  decades  which  followed.  The  most 
widely  known  figure  developed  by 
this  period  was  William  Keith,  who 
may  in  time  be  considered  to  epitom- 
ize the  entire  group.  That  will  be  un- 
just— as  are  all  such  epitomes — for 
the  artists  were  as  diversified  in  their 
work  then  as  now.  But  Keith  was  for- 
tunate in  the  fact  that  his  work  in  a 
sense  echoed  that  of  the  accepted  figure 
in  eastern  art,  namely  Inness.  It  is  said 
that  there  exists  today  a 
canvas  which  Inness 
started  and  Keith  finished 
or  vice  versa.  Perhaps  it 
is  only  a  myth — but  cer- 
tainly the  two  men  were 
striving  toward  a  com- 
mon goal  and  while 
Keith  does  not  often 
measure  up  to  the  poetic 
quality  of  Inness,  he  did 
contribute  authentic  ro- 
mantic landscapes  to  the 
art  of  the  West. 

Keith  was  the  most 
succesful  artist  of  the  per- 
iod. His  work  was  ap- 
preciated generally  and 
people  were  eager  to  buy 
it  at  high  prices  because 
they  were  convinced  of 
its  worth.  Keith  died 
ftipril  13,  1916,  conveni- 
ently closing  his  work 
within  the  period  which 
gave  rise  to  it.  So  today 
and  tomorrow  and 
throughout  coming  per- 
iods, he  stands  as  the  first 
California  "master,"  the 
one  figure  who  produced 
enough  of  work  of  a  defi- 
nite character  to  attract 
and  hold  the  public  at- 
tention until  he  and  his 
work  became  generally 
accepted  symbols  which 
stood  for  his  period.  In 
this  way  are  old  masters 
made.  The  Gump  showing  is  an  amaz- 
ingly fair  one  for  the  gallery  has  made 
every  effort  to  have  William  Keith 
presented  in  the  fullness  of  his  accom- 
plishment. About  half  of  the  paintings 
are  borrowed  from  private  collections 
for  the  exhibition.  Thus  we  see  repre- 
sentative examples  of  various  types  of 
Keith's  work  from  the  days  of  the  80's 
when  he  first  broke  away  from  meticu- 
lous literalism,  to  the  latest  period  of 


CURRENT  I 


Armer — April  16  to  30, 

— landscape,  portrait 

Ruth   Armer. 
Albro— To    April    20,    h 

paintings     and     draw 

Maxine  Albro. 
Art  Annual — April  25  to 

Palace — fifty-third  an 

sculpture  and  graphic 

Art  Association. 
Coventry — To   April    13, 

water  colors  bv  Stanh 
Chagall— To    April    20,    '. 

paintings  by  Marc  C 
Chinese    Paintings — -Apri 

private    showing    of 

Society,    Peking. 
Choultse— April  9  to  18. 

Co. — paintings    by    I 

court    painter    to    tht 

Nicholas   II,   Czar  of 
Daniel— To  April  13.  Th 

ings  by  Earl   Daniel. 
Driscoll — April    13    to    2 

colors  by  Harold  Dri 
Blue    Four— April    8   to 

Palace — group  showii 

Jawlensky,   Feininger, 
Fulop — To  April    11,   Co 

water    colors    and    ch 

Fulop. 
Howard — To    April    18, 

water    colors    and    d 

Howard. 
Krasnow — To  April  20. 

paintings,     drawings, 

sculpture  by  Peter  K 
Lawson — -To  April  11,  G 

Ernest  Lawson. 
Miles — April    13    to    Ma; 

water  colors  of  Europ 

original   designs   for  ] 

Miles. 
Miller— April    19   to   30, 

blocks  of  Korea  by  L 
Oldfield— To    April    30, 

new  to  San  Franciscc 
Pascin — -April  8  to  May 

— retrospective    showi 

Pascin. 
Presley-Stone — To   April 

etchings   by    Florence 
Scheyer— April    12,   2:30 

Palace — lecture    on    tr 

Galka   E.   Scheyer. 
Water  Colors— April  19  t 

work  by  a  group  of  e 


di 


scussio  n    o 


f   art 


an 


APRIL,  1931 


EHIBITIONS 

\  eery,  Atkins  and  Torrey 
abstract  water  colors  by 

Lfcn    of    Honor    Palace  — 
of     Mexican     life    by 

*y  31,  Legion  of  Honor 

im     exhibition  of   painting, 

s  held  by  San  Francisco 


-decorative 


SHOWS 


poetic  landscapes.  Many  of  the  can- 
vases have  never  before  been  shown  in 
San  Francisco,  some  having  been  pur- 
chased direct  from  the  artist  and  others 
having  been  sold  in  New  York. 

EVEN  as  it  is  difficult  today  to  be 
certain  of  our  evaluation  of  the 
work  of  a  man  such  as  Keith,  who 
has  been  dead  fifteen  years,  so  it  be- 
comes much  more  hazardous  to  value 
the  work  of  a  man  whose  painting  is 
still  in  the  first  flush  of 
maturity.  John  Langley 
Howard,  whose  oils, 
watercolors  and  draw- 
ings are  on  view  at  the 
Galerie  Beaux  Arts,  is 
comparatively  little 
known  in  San  Francisco 
but  already  there  is  an 
expectation  of  greatness 
in  the  air.  His  work 
was  first  shown  here  in 
the  Modern  Gallery  on 
Montgomery  Street.  I  re- 
member the  discussion 
aroused  by  a  wood  carv- 
ing shown  there.  Those 
who  questioned  it  were 
told  to  watch  thisyoung- 
est  of  the  Howards — he 
has  something  to  say, 
they  insisted.  Then  the 
Modern  Gallery  group 
held  a  show  up-town  in 
the  East  West  Gallery 
and  a  portrait  by  John 
Langley  Howard  was  the 
event  of  the  exhibition. 
He  shared  a  group  show- 
ing with  his  brothers. 
Robert  Boardman  How- 
ard and  Charles  Howard, 
at  Beaux  Arts  several 
years  ago  but  other  than 
these  meagre  intervals,  he 
has  worked  far  from 
public  attention. 

In  spite  of  this,  there 
is  a  definite  presentiment 
abroad  that  John  Langley  Howard  is 
one  of  the  really  significant  artists 
among  the  younger  group.  His  present 
exhibition  is  a  small  one,  consisting 
of  half  a  dozen  oils,  mostly  portraits, 
twelve  or  fifteen  landscape  watercolors, 
a  group  of  drawings  and  a  number 
of  experimental  dry-brush  paintings. 
The  difference  that  the  medium  makes 
in  his  work  is  surprising.  The  oils  are 
high-key,   almost  harsh  in  tone,   the 


imp    Gallery 

oventry. 

on   of    Honor    Palace — 

II. 

to    23,    Courvoisier's — 
itings    of    the    Hu    She 

am  Room,  I.  Magnin  & 
F.    Choultse,    formerly 

ite    Imperial    Highness, 
:  ssia. 
lb  .rt  Center — fresco  paint  - 

1  The    Art    Center — water 

H 

y  7,  Legion  of  Honor 
of  work  by  Kandinsky, 
lul.Klee. 

oi  oisier's — wood  carvings. 
ir  ts    paintings    by    Karoly 

lerie    Beaux    Arts — oils, 
k  tigs    by    John     Langley 

rion  of  Honor  Palace — 
3odblocks,     pastels     and 

fa  low. 

Gjp  Gallery — paintings  by 

Paul  Elder  Gallery— 
"sp,  nd  Sierra  landscape  and 
njion   pictures   by    Harold 

erie   Beaux  Arts — wood 

Uln  Miller. 

ten    Studio — late    works 

Otis  Oldfield. 

t!  Legion  of  Honor  Palace 

of    paintings    by    Jules 

,    East    West    Gallery — 

esley   and    Mimi    Stone. 

m.,    Legion    of    Honor 

thjBlue    Four   by    Madame 

0,  Galerie  Beaux  Arts — 
ta  :rn  artists. 


I   its   various   factors 

by  Aline  Kistler 


19 


landscapes  are  subtly  handled  though 
very  direct,  and  the  drawings  and  dry- 
brush  paintings  are  nebulous  in  tex- 
ture though  structurally  definite. 

Throughout  his  work  it  is  apparent 
that  he  regards  easel  painting  and  all 
drawing  and  painting  of  small  area  as 
an  adventure  in  which  the  artist  need 
acknowledge  no  such  restraints  as 
would  be  felt  in  the  treatment  of  a 
wall  or  large  permanent  space.  This 
work  of  his  is  highly  personalized.  It 
is  intimate  at  times.  It  deals  with  what 
is  closest  his  consideration — and  he  has 
made  few  reservations  in  treatment, 
daring  sentiment,  literalism  or  any 
other  of  the  usual  cul  de  sacs  feared  by 
most  modern  artists.  He  is  not  theoriz- 
ing! He  is  painting.  Painting  what  he 
feels  and  sees. 

RUTH  ARMER  is  another  young  San 
Francisco  painter  whose  work  is 
seldom  shown  here.  Her  water- 
colors  will  be  presented  by  Vickery, 
Atkins  and  Torrey  —  opening  on 
April  16th.  Having  seen  her  work  in 
portfolio.  I  am  eager  to  see  it  hung  in 
the  exhibition  because  here  are  water- 
colors  that  change  in  technique  with 
the  shift  in  the  artist's  mood — start- 
ling at  times  in  the  strength  of  abstrac- 
tion— delicate  and  tonal  in  the  por- 
traits— and  frankly  temperamental  in 
her  responses  to  landscape.  It  is  an  in- 
teresting gamut  that  is  run  by  her  work 
in  its  variation — from  the  almost  Hol- 
bein quality  of  the  head  of  a  Mexican 
to  the  tempestuous  abstraction  from  a 
Bartok  composition.  And  through  all 
the  various  manifestations  of  her  art, 
one  finds  an  essential  honesty  to  Ruth 
Armer  that  demands  consideration. 

Her  abstractions  will  no  doubt  rouse 
the  most  comment  during  the  exhibi- 
tion because  they  are  striking  in  both 
color  and  rhythm.  The  fact  that  they 
were  derived  from  musical  composi- 
tions will  also  feed  the  curiosity  of  the 
public.  Here  is  something  to  be  argued 
about,  something  on  which  to  specu- 
late. However,  I  feel  that  there  need 
be  no  strong  disti  .:tion  drawn  be- 
tween the  pure  ab;  ractions  and  her 
other  work.  In  all,  rur  attitude  has  re- 
mained constant.  In  each  instance,  she 
has  stated  her  reaction  to  external  cir- 
cumstance in  compositions  of  coherent 
color  and  form — and  what  matter 
whether  the  external  circumstance  be 
visual  or  aural? 

We  are  usually  somewhat  mystified 
by  the  abstract  and  often  miss  much  of 
the  beauty  of  its  esesntial  form  and 
rhythm  in  the  process  of  trying  to  re- 
late it  definitely  to  our  own  experience. 
Perhaps  the  only  purely  aesthetic  en- 
joyment derived  from  any  work  of  art 
is  due  to  the  abstract  quality  we  find 


in  it.  But  pure  abstraction  often  de- 
feats its  end.  Paradoxically,  we  may 
miss  the  aesthetic  qualities  of  a  thing 
which  is  wholly  abstract  because  our 
habits  of  identification  refuse  to  be  laid 
aside  and,  in  straining  for  some  definite 
association,  we  miss  the  very  quality 
to  which  we  would  respond  were  it 
present  in  a  work  of  art  more  readily 
related  to  our  experience. 

Continued^on  page  26 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


SINCLAIR  LEWIS 


On*  of  the  latest  victims  of 
the  news  writers  who,  for 
the  enjoyment  of  the  ubi- 
quitous "common  people" 
insist  on  making  either  a 
hero  or  a  fool  out  of  every 
pub  ic  figure.  The  carica- 
ture is  by  Sotomayor. 


IT  IS  generally  conceded  that  Amer- 
ica, in  addition  to  being  the  land  of 
the  free  and  the  home  of  the  brave, 
is  also  the  home  of  the  modern-day 
short  story.  It  is  admitted,  usually,  in 
a  tone  that  implies.  "Ah  yes.  America 
also  produces  Waldorf  tissues.  Life- 
buoy and  Pepsodent."  Mayhap  short 
story  writers  are  word-smiths  and 
tricksters  as  they  have  so  often  been 
called.  Nothing  can  decide  that  except 
the  judgment  of  the  individual. 

Undeniably  it  is  true  that  there  is 
far  too  much  drool  (with  virtuous 
heroines  and  happy  endings)  pub- 
lished. Yet.  in  the  chaff  that  goes 
through  the  mill  a  few  kernels  are 
sometimes  found.  George  Milburn's 
recent  volume,  'Oklahoma  Town." 
(Harcourt.  Brace  and  Company, 
S2.00) ,  is  proof. 

Mr.  Milburn  writes  of  the  shouting 
Methodists  and  the  jumping  baptists 
■  .  .  August  Kunkel.  the  atheist  at  the 
Wear-U-Well  shoe  repair  shop  .  .  . 
Buelah  Huber  of  whom  he  says  "a 
Cubist  would  have  had  an  interesting 
lime  dreaming  about  her.  That  is  the 
way  she  is  built.".  .  .  Mrs.  Crutchfield 
who  had  her  washtubs  set  out  under 
a  twisted  tree  in  the  yard.  She  used  to 
hang  her  hymn  book  on  a  nail  in  the 
tree  and  chant  hymns  in  a  high,  reedy 
voice,  keeping  time  on  the  rub-board." 


Views  and  Reviews  of  Book; 


.  .  .  Imogene  Caraway,  whose  lingerie 
was  made  from  flour  sacks  of  the  Bar- 
None  brand.  When  Reverend  Foster, 
the  Baptist  minister,  led  his  convert 
into  the  river  for  immersion  "the 
water  pasted  Imogene's  white  voile 
dress  to  her  flanks.  The  wet  cloth  was 
transparent  against  her  flour-sack  un- 
derskirt. Across  her  broad  buttocks  in 
large  red  letters  had  appeared  the 
brand.  Bar-None." 

Mr.  Milburn's  stories  are  not  plot- 
ted, they  are  conceived.  In  the  denoue- 
ment of  each  he  attains  something  of 
the  subtle  and  poignant  satire  of  De 
Maupassant;  in  their  telling,  some- 
thing of  the  ghoulish  realism  of  Chek- 
hov. Again,  he  writes  with  the  un- 
pretentious simplicity  of  Sherwood 
Anderson,  except  that  he  develops  a 
tang  of  humor  that  sometimes  becomes 
a  bit  brutal. 

In  a  thousand  or  fifteen  hundred 
words  he  presents  a  picture  of  a  yokel, 
a  nit-wit,  a  small  town  banker  or  a 
bootlegger,  and  they  stand  out  as 
clearly  as  if  they  were  daguerreotypes. 

These  stories  in  "Oklohoma  Town" 
— some  of  which  appeared  previously 
in  American  Mercury  and  Vanity 
Fair — will  linger  in  memory.  That, 
perhaps,  is  the  best  possible  test  of 
their  merit. 

CALIFORNIANS  will  doubtless  hail 
the  return  of  Mrs.  Atherton  to 
the  fiction  world  with  clarion 
elan.  Those  who  are  interested  still  in 
post-war  introversion  brought  up  to 
date  will  now  be  able  to  sit  down  to  a 
complicated  feast. 

The  particular  "Sophisticates"  of 
whom  the  book  is  written  are  products 
of  an  enterprising  middle  western 
town.  Primarily  it  is  the  story  of 
Melton  Abbey  who  becomes  quite 
suddenly  recusant  at  the  aspect  of  con- 
tinuing to  be  the  docile  though  beau- 
tiful wife  of  a  wealthy  banker  who  is 
old  enough  to  be  her  father. 

It  is  a  novel  of  swift  transition,  a 
charming  salon  and  the  accumulation 
of  a  select  coterie  whose  baffled  admi- 
ration for  Melton  well-nigh  ascends 
to  worship  when  she  is  tried  for  the 
murder  of  her  husband.  It  is  a  novel 
of  suspense  and  well-informed  con- 
versation about  such  things  as  hor- 
mones, endocrinology  and  pituitary- 
diathermy. 

All  the  riddles  concerning  the  bril- 
liant and  inscrutable  potential-mur- 
deress are  solved  in  the  last  few  pages 


by  Fritoff  Michelson 

— a    swift    and    satisfactory    denoue- 
ment to  a  dreadful  dilemma. 

It  is  said  of  "The  Sophisticates" 
that  "not  since  'Black  Oxen'  has  this 
San  Francisco  author  given  us  so  ab- 
sorbing and  so  penetrating  a  novel." 

IT  SEEMS  true  enough  to  be  platitudi- 
nous that  most  of  the  world's  great 
men  (men  whose  names  endure  after 
they  have  gone)  attained  their  prom- 
inence by  sheer  perseverence.  Nearly 
all  artists,  at  any  rate,  broke  up 
through  the  crust  of  poverty,  squalor 
and  ill  health  to  write  their  names  on 
the  scroll  of  greatness. 

"Savage  Messiah"  is  the  life  story  of 
Henri  Gaudier,  an  inpecunious  French 
artist,  and  Sophie  Suzanne  Brzeska,  a 
highly  strung  Polish  novelist  who  was 
Gaudier's  inamorata.  It  is  the  story  of 
sordidness,  of  hope  and  disillusion- 
ment, of  ambition  and  frustration.  It 
is  a  story  of  the  gutter  and  a  story  of 
pristine  beauty. 

Through  years  drugged  with  brain- 
fag, self  denial  and  ultimate  belief  in 
himself,  Henri  Gaudier  pours  out  the 
tragic  episodes  of  his  life  in  a  series  of 
letters  to  Miss  Brzeska.  He  met  her  in 
1910  at  the  St.  Genevieve  Library  in 
Paris.  She  was  nearly  forty  years  old. 
mentally  warped  and  ill.  Gaudier  was 
a  thin  youth  of  eighteen,  undernour- 
ished and  lonely.  He  fell  violently  in 
love. 

Henri  took  the  name  of  Gaudier- 
Brzeska  and  for  five  years  their  strange 
relationship  continued.  They  alter- 
nately lived  together  and  apart,  as 
brother  and  sister.  Likewise  they  alter- 
nately adored  and  despised  each  other. 
It  was  never  more  than  a  Platonic  re- 
lationship, a  fact  borne  out  by  Gau- 
dier's beseeching  his  "Beloved  Zosik" 
to  join  him  as  his  wife. 

The  book  is  not  alone  concerned 
with  their  exotic  lives.  Gaudier's  opin- 
ions are  also  given.  He  writes:  "Now 
for  Baudelaire — I  like  him  just  be- 
cause he  has  sacrificed  the  fugitive  to 
that  which  endures.  He  encloses  his 
idea  in  a  severe  form,  the  sonnet,  and 
puts  nothing  but  the  essential,  that 
which  will  remain  forever.  When  the 
principal  features  are  expressed  the 
secondary  ones  are  easily  imagined:  if 
only  the  secondary  are  given,  the  prin- 
cipal ones  are  lost.  If  they  are  both 
given,  they  lose  in  intensity  and  one 
can  no  longer  distinguish.  It  is  a  law 
of  art  which  applies  to  all  branches. 
To  the  first  group  belong  Michelan- 

Continued  on  page  27 


APRIL,  1931 


21 


LADY   HASTINGS 


Who  is  being  widely  enter- 
tained during  her  sojourn  in 
San  Francisco  while  her  hus- 
band, Lord  Hastings,  assists 
Diego  Rivera  with  fresco  panels 
in  the  Stock  Exchange  and 
California  School  of  Fine  Arts. 


i   — 


It  develops  that  Mrs. 
Frederick  Moody 
has  gone  polo  along 
with  many  former 
devotees  of  other 
sports.  The  former 
Helen  Wills  of  in- 
ternational fame  ad- 
mits great  enthusiasm 
for  horse  back  riding. 


However,  Mme. 
Amelita  Galli-Curci 
remains  a  confirmed 
golfer  —  particularly 
when  in  California, 
she  says,  for  here  the 
courses  as  well  as  the 
sport  prove  irresist- 
able.  Taken  at  Del 
Monte. 


Racing   Days  Arc  Here  Again 

Del  Monte  Revives  the  Sport  of  Kings 


//  J^  Horse.  A  Horse,  My  King- 
dom for  a  Horse." 
Who  was  the  Monarch 
who  gave  voice  to  this  desire?  Well,  it 
really  doesn't  matter  materially,  be- 
cause pretty  nearly  everyone  has  a 
horse  or  wants  one.  And  some  of  the 
steeds  bring  the  price  of  a  kingdom. 

At  Del  Monte,  a  casual  visitor  might 
gain  the  idea  that  the  Horse  is  the  soli- 
tary center  of  interest,  judging  from 
the  riding  togs  in  evidence  and  the 
"hossy  talk"  that  is  aired.  One  might 
not  understand  that  there  are  four 
world-famous  golf  courses  close  at 
hand,  except  that  you  cannot  keep  the 
dyed-in-the-wool  golfer  from  the  first 


by  Sam  Morse 


tee;  or  the  bathers  from  the  Roman 
plunge;  or  the  tennis  devotees  from  the 
courts;  or  the  marksmen  from  the 
traps:  

But  this  winter  the  crowds  on  the 
Monterey  peninsula  have  followed  the 
horse.  On  the  new  timber  course,  some 
four  thousand  dotted  the  knolls  to 
watch  the  inaugral  meet  of  the  Pa- 
cific Coast  Steeplechase  and  Racing  As- 
sociations. And  the  polo  tournament, 
which  ran  from  November  until 
March,  the  sideboards  of  the  field  were 
always  lined  with  enthusiastic  specta- 
tors. Of  course,  individual  and  club 
jaunts  on  horseback  were — and  are — 
daily  occurrences  for  there  are  hundreds 
of  miles  of  scenic  trails  in  the  forest, 
along  the  beach  and  rocky  cliffs. 

And  with  the  most  successful  and 
brilliant  winter  polo  season  Del  Monte 
has  ever  experienced  coming  to  a  close, 
King  Horse  is  being  prepared  for  an- 
other parade  to  interest  the  crowds.  A 
spring  race  meeting  will  be  held  at  Del 
Monte  on  two  week-ends.  May  1  to  3 
and  May  7  to  1 0.  Seven  races  are  going 
to  be  held  daily  and  one  of  the  events 
will  be  a  steeplechase. 

The  clubhouse  and  grounds  are  be- 
ing improved,  and  the  famous  mile  cir- 
cular track  has  been  resurfaced  to  pro- 
vide a  cushion  for  the  thoroughbreds 


to  pound.  A  new  steeplechase  course  is 
to  be  constructed  around  the  polo 
fields,  inside  the  track,  so  that  the  spec- 
tators can  take  in  each  of  the  seven 
jumps. 

WITH  racing  holding  sway,  Del 
Monte  is  going  to  be  gay  and 
exciting  this  spring.  And  for 
next  winter's  season,  Del  Monte  is  al- 
ready preparing  to  feature  the  Horse 
on  a  banner  scale.  Two  new  polo  fields 
are  to  be  constructed  immediately  and 
this  will  give  four  tournament  fields 
and  two  practice  fields.  It  will  provide 
extraordinary   facilities   for   the   fast, 

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Society  watches 
polo  with  a  dis- 
cerning glance. 
Mrs.  W.  S.  Hen- 
derson (left)  and 
Miss  Natica  Nast 
were  photo- 
graphed at  a  Del 
Monte  tourna- 
ment. 


Among  those 
who  participate 
in  the  equestri- 
enne fun  is  Mrs. 
Alfred  Hammer- 
smith  shown 
(right)  with  the 
mount  she  uses  on 
bridle  paths  at 
Monterey. 


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APRIL,  1931 


23 


Spring  i 


in  Paris    .    .    .    . 
....   or  San  Francisco 

by  Marjorie  V.  MacDonald 

FAR  be  it  from  me  to  sentimentalize,  that  is,  messy  senti- 
mentality ...  it  takes  too  much  time!  But  please  allow  me 
a  sincere  (and  provincial)  blurb  on  the  subject  nearest 
and  dearest  .  .  .  San  Francisco  .  .  .  and  the  definite,  unescap- 
able  (and  who  in  his  right  mind  would  want  to  escape  it?) 
aura  .  .  .  atmosphere  .  .  .  call  it  anything  you  like  .  .  .  that 
reaches  its  triumphant  peak  at  Eastertide  .  .  .  the  hushtime 
.  .  .  the  promise  time  of  the  year  in  San  Francisco. 

Think  of  Paris  in  Spring  ...  go  ahead  .  .  .  thousands  of 
other  people  do  when  they  think  in  superlatives!  And  what 
vague  loveliness  that  almost  bromidic  phrase  conjures.  But 
it  is  vague  to  most  of  us !  We  picture  drizzling  rain,  moaning, 
musical  auto  horns,  chic  ...  ah!  chic,  what  would  we  do 
without  your  famously  mispronounced  glamour  .  .  .  tres' 
chic  to  be  exact,  women  of  Paris !  Females  .  .  .  they  are,  beau- 
tiful perhaps  .  .  .  vivacious,  individual  decidedly  .  .  .  but  even 
to  our  receptive  American  minds  a  trifle  outre'  in  their  garb. 
They  parade  gorgeously  on  Easter  Morn  ...  to  ancient 
French  cathedrals  .  .  .  and  we  gasp,  yes  we  do,  in  our  own 
fertile  imaginations  .  .  .  gasp  at  orchids  .  .  .  furs,  mostly 
monkey  skins,  leopards,  Summer  ermine  maybe;  at  black 
satin,  good  old  black  satin  ...  at  pearls!  Exotic,  fascinating, 
intriguing  of  course!  But  a  shade  too  Parisienne  for  perfec- 
tion! At  least  that's  what  we  feel  in  our  own  wholesome 
California  minds  which  are,  thank  God,  the  most  whole- 
some in  the  world,  of  that  we  need  no  conviction ! 

Without  a  single  pang,  honestly,  we  put  aside  a  secret 
longing  to  be  in  that  world  renowned  rendezvous  of  fashion 
plates,  of  passionate  adventure  tinged  with  champagne  .  .  . 
and  we're  glad,  we're  ecstatically  glad  that  we're  here  in  San 
Francisco  at  Easter! 

WE  wonder  at  a  stranger's  emotions  were  he  set  down 
by  some  benign  fate  on  the  corner  of  Geary  and 
Grant  Avenue  .  .  .  Suppose  he  were  to  see  for  the  first 
time  our  ladies  (and  that  is  just  what  they  are  with  due 
respect  to  Hergesheimer's  1930  portrait)  .  .  .  stepping  from 
a  cab  or  from  their  own  low-purring  Packard  .  .  .  San  Fran- 
cisco's car!  Suppose  he  were  to  gaze  at  their  perfect,  but  not 
too  perfect  ensembles — dark  for  the  most  part  .  .  .  with 
splashy,  unexpected  and  so  delightful  color  touches!  Their 
furs,  of  course  they  have  furs,  are  mostly  dark  ones  that  form 
the  most  flattering  frames  for  their  clear,  glowing  complex- 
ions .  .  .  San  Francisco's  own  particular  beauty! 

They're  casual  .  .  .  they're  poised  .  .  .  almost  miraculously 
nonchalant,  our  women  ...  in 
their  bearing  a  trace  of  old 
Castilian  proudness  .  .  .  and 
they're  not  too  femalish,  too 
exotic,  but  slim,  alert,  alive 
with  the  stimulating  life  that 
is  part  of  our  cosmopolitan 
city  .  .  .  They  are  equal  to 
meeting  the  world! 

One  stops  at  a  riotous  flower 
haven  across  the  street  .  .  .  and 
streets  are  streets  here,  not 
ways;  she  stops,  apparently 
indifferent,  but  we  know  .  .  . 
oh,  how  we  know  with  what 
inward  exultation !  She  buys  a 
bunch  or  maybe  two,  of  our 

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On  the  fine 
art  of  giving 
visitors  some- 
thing  really 
to  write  home 
about  — 

Your  visitor  from  the 
East  —  or  from  the 
North  or  South,  for 
that  matter— will  wel- 
come the  suggestion: 
Let's  take  a  trip 
through  Gump's  —For 
this  store's  renown  has 
made  it  familiar  even 
to  those  who  are 
strangers  to  San  Fran- 
cisco. And  thus  it  fol- 
lows that  your  sugges- 
tion meets  with  enthu- 
siastic assent.  .  just  as 
genuine  enjoyment  in- 
variably results  from 
acting  upon  it   •*  ♦  ♦ 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


, 


EARL 

BURNETT 


NOB  HILL  TOPICS 


ABOUT  six  years  ago,  Earl  Burtnett,  then  one  of 
San  Francisco's  popular  orchestra  leaders  ,was 
picked  out  by  the  management  of  the  then  new 
Biltmore  Hotel  in  Los  Angeles,  to  be  the  musical 
director  of  that  greatest  of  all  Pacific  Coast  hostelries. 
He  not  only  made  the  Biltmore  Supper  Room  the  ren- 
dezvous of  all  the  smart  people  of  Southern  Califor- 
nia and  the  movie  colony,  but  he  has  directed  the 
musical  policy  of  all  the  California  Biltmore  Hotels. 
He  has  set  the  fashion  in  music — he  was  one  of  the 
first  orchestra  leaders  to  realize  the  possibility  of 
Radio  and  has  held  the  lead  in  popularity  for  broad- 
casting orchestras  for  many  years,  broadcasting  over 
K.  F.  I.  When  the  talkies  came  in  and  Hollywood 
began  to  work  on  the  Broadway  Melody — the  first 
great  whirlwind  success,  it  was  Earl  Burtnett  who 
made  the  arrangements  and  his  great  orchestra  of 
Radio  Stars  who  played  the  music.  Other  triumphs 
followed:  "Puttin'  on  the  Ritz" — "Gold  Diggers  of 
Broadway'' — "Reaching  for  the  Moon,'  and  a  score: 
of  other  successes. 

So  great  has  been  his  popularity  that  San  Francis- 
cans have  tired  of  hearing  him  on  the  air  and  have 
demanded  his  return  in  person,  if  it  be  only  for  a  few 
weeks.  Because  of  these  repeated  requests,  an  or- 
chestra exchange  with  Anson  Weeks  of  Hotel  Mark 
Hopkins  has  at  last  been  arranged  and  Burtnett  with 
his  fifteen  veterans,  who  know  every  musical  combin- 
ation that  has  ever  been  worked  out,  opened  in  Pea- 
cock Court  Tuesday  night,  April  the  7th,  where  they 
will  play  during  the  remainder  of  the  month. 


ADV. 


APRIL,  1931 


25 


Facing  the  Music 

Continued  from  page  00 

precious  stones  have  to  be  polished  and 
advertised  if  you  want  to  keep  them  on 
the  market. 

Perhaps  an  interview  should  con- 
sist of  questions  and  answers.  But 
when  two  people  are  as  full  of  enthu- 
siasm for  their  work  as  the  heads  of  the 
two  summer  symphony  organiza- 
tions, questions  are  a  waste  of  breath. 
They'll  tell  you  everything  anyway. 

"As  long  as  we  have  music  during 
the  summer  I'm  happy,"  says  Mrs. 
Armsby.  "Give  me  symphonies,  Grand 
symphonies,  Brahms  symphonies," 
says  Mr.  Thompson. 

And  so  with  the  orchestra  aug- 
mented to  85  pieces,  San  Francisco  is 
going  to  have  music  every  Sunday 
afternoon  and  Tuesday  evening  for 
ten  long  weeks  this  summer.  And 
much  of  the  credit  for  this  perennial 
bounty  must  go  to  those  who  give  un- 
selfishly so  that  San  Francisco's  musi- 
cal name  remains  great. 

Spotlight 

Continued  from  page  00 

air  to  the  strains  of  "Artists'  Life"? 
To  say  nothing  of  a  troupe  of  Japa- 
nese acrobats  balancing  bowls  of  gold 
fish  on  their  noses  while  they  leap 
from  shoulder  to  shoulder?  Of  course 
you  would,  and  it  looks  as  if  you  may 
see  all  these  things  in  a  very  near  future. 
However,  we  have  a  theory  that  to  be 
really  successful,  vaudeville  should  be 
fairly  intimate.  It  is  difficult  for  a 
vaudeville  star  to  get  any  contact  with 
a  public  that  crowds  its  way  into  a 
movie  palace  holding  five  thousand 
people.  We  think  the  Orpheum  died 
completely  the  moment  it  moved  up  to 
the  huge  Pantages  Theatre. 

The  little  theatres  are  ever  with  us 
to  keep  alive  the  flame  of  the  spoken 
word.  Only  last  month  an  organiza- 
tion calling  themselves  "The  Way- 
farers" hired  a  loft  on  Commercial 
street,  near  the  Embarcadero  and  pro- 
ceeded to  build  a  stage  and  scenery, 
and  write  plays,  and  direct  and  act 
them,  all  by  themselves.  There  wasn't 
a  professional  hand  in  the  entire  proj- 
ect. Under  the  circumstances  the  re- 
sults were  truly  surprising. 

Are  we  downhearted  about  the 
spoken  drama?  Assuredly  not! 

Departure 

by  W.  D.  Stocldey,  Jr. 

The  world  on  its  wide  shining  stream 
Brings  him  a  sudden  challenge:  Go! 
Calls  him  from  me  who  love  him  so. 
I  must  not  show  a  broken  dream, 
Nor  that  bright  beckoning  bedim, 
Nor  whisper  any  word  of  woe, 
Nor  stretch  a  hand  to  stop  him.  No, 
I'll  just  pack  up  and  follow  him. 


4T 


THIRD 


AROUND 
PACIFIC 
CRUISE 


i 


on  the  Luxurious       1 
MALOLO 


HROUGH  China  Sea  and  Gulf 
of  Siam,  along  the  coast  of 
Asia  and  past  the  Isles 
of  Spice,  the  luxurious 
Malolo  goes  cruising 
again  this  year.  Around 
the  Pacific — to  nine- 
teen strange  ports  in 
fourteen  lands. 

Off  the  beaten  track 

Just  read  the  itinerary  of  this 
third  Malolo  cruise!  Here  is  a 
trip  to  satisfy  your  deepest  crav- 
ing for  adventure! 

Singapore  and  Shanghai!  Bang- 
kok !  Wild  New  Guinea — included 
this  year  for  the  first  time!  Macas- 
sar in  Celebes!  Batavia  in  Java! 
Sydney,  modern  million -city  of 
Australia! 

You'll  savor  the  thrill  and  ro- 
mance of  native  life  in  shore  ex- 


cursions under  expert  guidance. 
You'll  visit  the  palace  of  the  Sul- 
tan of  Johore  and  the  Temple  of 
the  Emerald  Buddha.  In  Siam, 
Fiji,  Samoa,  lithe  dancers  will  per- 
form exotic  rituals  for  you. 

Ideal  cruising  season 
Sailing  September  19  from  San 
Francisco  (20th  from  Los  An- 
geles), you'll  be  in  Japan  at  chry- 
santhemum time  and  in  the  South 
Seas  when  it's  their  spring.  Back 
home  December  16.  Fares  are 
as  low  as  $1,500. 
What  an  adven- 
ture to  talk  about 
in  years  to  come! 
Ask  for  illustrated 
itinerary  today,  at 
any  travel  agency, 
or    at    this    office. 


MATSON    LINE 

215  Market  Street  DAvenport  2300 


26 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Racing  Days 

Continued  from  page  22 

thrilling  sport.  Players  from  all  parts 
of  the  globe  will  come  out  and  there 
will  be  play  almost  every  day.  Steeple- 
chasing  and  racing  assures  plenty  of  at- 
tractions for  the  winter. 

Even  this  summer.  King  Horse  will 
be  much  in  evidence  but  swimming, 
boating,  golfing  and  all  the  varied  out- 
door pastimes  will  be  on  the  Del  Monte 
calendar,  as  usual,  the  cool,  summer 
climate  of  the  Monterey  Peninsula 
being  an  incentive  for  such  activities. 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

A  RAILWAY  bridge,  located  at  a  re- 
mote spot  in  the  Sierras,  was 
recently  destroyed  by  fire.  It 
was  necessary  to  replace  it  without  de- 
lay and  the  bridge  engineer  and  his 
staff  were  ordered  in  haste  to  the  place. 
Two  days  later  came  the  superinten- 
dent of  the  division. 

"Bill."  said  the  superintendent  and 
his  words  quivered  with  energy,  "I 
want  this  job  rushed.  Every  hour's 
delay  is  costing  the  company  money. 
Have  you  the  engineer's  plan  for  the 
new  bridge?" 

"I  don't  know,"  replied  the  bridge 
builder,  "whether  the  engineer  has 
drawn  the  picture  yet  or  not,  but  the 
bridge  is  up  and  the  trains  is  passin' 
over  it." 

DELICIOUS 

CANDY 

Made  of  the  purest 
materials  and  with 
the  utmost  care 


FOSTER  &  OREAR 

216  Stockton  Street 

ON  UNION  SQUARE 

CANDY-TEA    ROOM-FOUNTAIN 

Stores  Also  in 

Russ  and  Ferry  Buildings 


She 


H.  VALDESPINO 

maker  of  fine  frames 

features  color  etchings 

and  reproductions  in  the 

Gallery  above  his 

Workshop 

347  O'Farrell  Street 
San  Francisco 
FRanklin   3533 


rassing  onows 

Continued  from  page  19 

THE  adventure  that  is  art  is  a  splendidly 
varied  one.  Recently  we  have  had  access 
to  as  diversified  work  as  the  paintings  of 
Jules  Pascin  at  the  Legion  of  Honor,  the  pas- 
sionately painted  landscapes  by  Ernest  Law- 
son  at  Gump's;  the  exquisitely  conceived  work 
of  Karoly  Fulop  at  Courvoisier's;  the  decora- 
tive paintings  of  Stanley  Coventry,  also  at 
Gump's;  more  sketches  by  Otis  Oldfield  at 
the  Gruen  studio;  fresco  paintings  by  Earl 
Daniell  at  the  Art  Center,  and  the  etchings  by 
Florence  Presley  and  Mimi  Stone  at  the  East 
West  Gallery.  Each  artist  contributes  to  one's 
enjoyment  according  to  his  vision  and  artistic 
intent,  subject  to  his  personal  limitations. 
What  fools  we  are  when  we  attempt  to  im- 
pose the  standard  of  one  on  the  work  of  an- 
other— or  even  if  we  cling  so  tightly  to  our 
own  preconceived  view  of  art  that  we  receive 
nothing  from  the  artist  except  when  he  enters 
our  own  limited  realm  of  artistic  standards. 
Of  course,  our  enjoyment  is  measured  by  our 
own  experience  and  limitations  but  why  not 
give  each  artist  a  chance  to  add  to  our  individ- 
ual experience.  The  realm  of  aesthetics  too 
closely  approaches  that  of  religion  for  it  to  be 
subject  to  the  harsh  analysis  our  age  tends  to 
seek.  We  would  compress  into  formula  that 
which  can  only  be  felt — and  we  limit  ourselves 
needlessly  by  arbitrary,  often  secondhand  view- 
points. 

Recently  a  gallery  director  expressed  doubt 
concerning  the  wisdom  of  showing  certain 
sketches — on  the  basis  that  they  were  possibly 
too  illustrative.  A  glance  at  the  material  showed 
that  these  were  technical  drawings  designed 
for  a  specific  purpose  which  would  not  have 
been  served  had  they  not  been  definite  illus- 
tration. Certainly  no  one  need  apologize  for 
showing  a  frank  solution  of  a  particular  prob- 
lem— so  long  as  the  intent  is  made  plain. 
Art  is  not  confined  to  any  one  category  or 
group  of  prescribed  limitations — its  value  rests 
on  the  way  in  which  an  imaginative  problem 
is  solved  rather  than  in  the  problem  itself. 

In  this  category  are  the  motion  picture  de- 
signs by  Harold  Miles  shown  at  the  Paul 
Elder  gallery,  together  with  his  water  colors 
of  European  and  Sierra  landscapes.  These  are 
the  artist's  conception  of  certain  climaxial 
scenes  in  the  cinema  productions  for  which 
Miles  has  designed  settings.  In  them  one  finds  a 
certain  emotional  quality  that  has  been  approxi- 
mated but  not  reached  in  the  final  picturing  on 
the  screen. 

THE  time  has  come,  and  almost  passed,  for 
speaking  of  the  Diego  Rivera  fresco  panel 
in  the  Stock  Exchange  Lunch  Club.  How- 
ever, it  is  still  impossible  to  speak  of  it  first 
hand  because,  being  a  woman.  I  am  eligible 
for  admission  only  on  Saturday  afternoons. 
So  far,  each  Saturday  has  produced  some 
counter     allurement — the     Mendocino     coast. 


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fishing  on  the  bay.  even  lecturing  on  art — 
and  each  in  turn  has  absorbed  the  time  that 
could  have  been  spent  viewing  Mr.  Rivera's 
work.  So  I  have  waited,  hoping  for  some 
favorable  comment  to  quote  (it  would  be 
impolite  to  quote  anything  unfavorable  about 
the  honored  guest  in  our  city)  and  while  wait- 
ing for  such  quotable  opinion,  I  must  remain 
silent. 

The  main  art  event  of  April  will  be  the 
opening.  April  26th,  of  the  Fifty-Third  An- 
nual Exhibition  held  by  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association  in  the  California  Palace  of 
the  Legion  of  Honor.  About  fifty  prominent 
artists  from  various  parts  of  the  United  States 
have  responded  to  the  invitation  to  exhibit 
and  hundreds  of  other  artists  have  sent  in 
work  to  be  considered  for  hanging.  The  jury 
of  selection  meets  this  week.  It  is  composed 
of  Ray  Boynton.  Ralph  Stackpole.  John  Em- 
mett  Gerrity,  Rinaldo  Cuneo  and  Lee  F.  Ran- 
dolph, with  Ruth  Cravath  and  Lucien  Le- 
baudt  as  alternates. 

The  jury  of  awards  will  meet  later  to 
select  the  prize  winners  of  the  Anne  Bremer 
Memorial  prizes,  the  California  Palace  of  the 
Legion  of  Honor  Purchase  Prize,  the  Marea  W. 
Stone  Memorial  Prize  and  to  award  the  As- 
sociation medals  in  painting,  sculpture,  water 
color  and  graphic  arts.  The  Harold  L.  Mack 
Popular  Prize  of  one  hundred  and  fifty  dol- 
lars will  be  given  to  the  picture  receiving  the 
greatest  number  of  votes  from  visitors  to  the 
exhibition.  For  the  jury  of  awards,  the  Asso- 
ciation has  chosen  Diego  Rivera.  Edward 
Bruce,  Charles  Stafford  Duncan,  Ralph  Stack- 
pole  and  Marian  Simpson,  chairman. 

In  the  meantime  we  note  that  the  Palace  of 
the  Legion  of  Honor  has  revived  the  Blue 
Four.  It  is  a  good  three  years  since  their  last 
appearance  in  San  Francisco  so  a  revival  is 
probably  due.  although  we  have  never  been 
without  opportunity  to  see  these  works — 
through  the  private  agencies  of  Galka  E. 
Scheyer — in  the  Oakland  Art  Gallery  or  at 
least  in  Los  Angeles. 

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Sure!  The  Roos  golf 
and  business  suit  of- 
fers choice  of  extra 
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Views  and  Reviews 

Continued  from  page  20 

gdo.  Rodin.  Shakespeare,  and  Baudelaire,  to 
the  second  all  bad  artists,  and  to  the  last,  devils 
like  Dickens  and  Walter  Scott." 

Mr.  Ede  has  ably  chosen  his  material  to 
give  a  complete  and  lasting  picture  of  his  char- 
acters. The  title  "Savage  Messiah"  could  not 
be  improved  upon,  and  the  book  as  a  whole  is 
a  powerful  cross-section  of  life — a  medley  of 
love  and  hate,  sorrow  and  ecstasy,  beauty  and 
squalor,  dreams  and  death. 

Damned  Little  Foot,   by   COSMO   HAMILTON 
(Brewer  and  Warren.  $2.00) 

THE  latest  novel  by  Cosmo  Hamilton  is  an 
old  story  in  a  new  spring  suit.  Rosita 
Moreland,  twenty-year-old  wife  of  Ron- 
ald, tells  him.  "I  must  be  made  happy  or  I 
shall  die."  Ronald  Moreland.  ex-army  officer, 
engaged  in  writing  a  book  about  war.  permits 
her  to  divorce  him.  This  is  accomplished  by 
being  "caught"  (as  arranged  by  the  long  arm 
of  the  law)  in  a  hotel  bedroom  with  his 
stenographer,  Sheila  Garnet.  The  old  story 
abides  in  the  triangle:  Sheila,  who  loves  Ron- 
ald unselfishly:  Ronald,  who  loves  Rosita 
insanely,  and  Rosita,  who  loves  everybody, 
especially  Rosita. 

The  modern  clothes  with  which  Mr.  Ham- 
ilton adorns  his  plot  are  of  English  cut.  After 
the  bedroom  scene,  a  French  coast  villa  is  the 
setting.  The  story  unwinds  rapidly. 

Ronald,  crushed  by  his  inability  to  make 
Rosita  happy,  moves  for  the  summer  with  his 
sister  and  his  secretary  to  the  sunny  seclusion 
of  his  villa.  Rosita,  "damned  little  fool,"  un- 
advised of  his  plans,  has  preceded  him  with 
her  potential  second  husband  and  four  guests. 
The  untangling  of  this  disquieting  embroglio 
leads  to  a  happy  and  colorful  ending.  Rosita 
finds  that  "happiness  is  a  twin."  Da  capo! 

"Damned  Little  Fool"  is  not  the  best  of 
Mr.  Hamilton's  thirteen  novels,  neither  is  it 
his  worst.  It  has.  however,  the  sparkle  of 
sophistication  and  a  generous  sprinkling  of 
dry  English  satire  to  commend  it. 

Salute  to  Cyrano,  by  PAUL  FEVAL 
(Longmans.  Green  8  Co.,  $2.00) 
"Salute  to  Cyrano"  is  a  nicely-written, 
slap-stick  satire,  pleasant  enough  to  read  until 
one  remembers  the  Cyrano  of  Rostand's  ster- 
ling drama  and  the  d'Artagnan  of  Dumas. 
Then  one  cannot  help  but  regret  that  Cyrano 
and  d'Artagnan  have  been  forced  into  the 
roles  of  movie  comedians,  custard  pies  bal- 
anced on  their  uplifted  palms,  taking  deadly 
aim  at  the  whites  of  the  enemy's  eyes. 

Rondo,  by  BASIL  MAINE 
(Longmans.  Green  ft  Co..  $2.00) 

Four  women  and  a  music  critic  are  the  cen- 
tral figures  of  this  eccentric  book.  Mark  Haver- 
land,  the  critic  and  protagonist,  tells  the  story 
in  the  first  person.  He  begins  with  Roma,  a 
sensual  and  not  too  sapient  modern  girl, 
whose  unrest  and  need  for  something  beyond 
luxury  ultimately  drive  her  into  the  streets  of 
London.  The  second  is  a  Burmese  dancing 
girl,  from  Bakersfield.  California,  tall  and 
willowy  and  untaught.  The  third  feminine 
force  in  Mark's  life  is  Fidelia,  a  worldly-wise 
and  happily  married  German  opera  singer.  It 
remained  for  her  to  bring  Mark  and  Madonna, 
the  woman  he  loves,  together  again. 

The  book,  as  a  whole,  is  not  without  merit. 
It  is  obvious  that  Basil  Maine  is  himself  a 
musician  and  a  critic.  The  plot  is  well  con- 
ceived to  fulfill  its  musical  title — "Rondo." 
There  is  much  intelligent  comment  on  music. 
a  great  many  astute  observations  on  life  and 
many  objectionable  pronouncements. 

Mr.  Maine  seems  to  imagine  his  typewriter 


Spring's   new 

Duosettes 

have  arrived! 

Still  the  perfect-fitting  gar- 
ment, and  made  of  a  bro- 
cade that's  finer  than  ever! 
It  boasts  the  bit  of  boning 
smart  women  want  this 
season  .  .  .  and  molds  your 
figure  to  a  grand  slimness! 
The  14-in.  length,  $16.50. 

CORSETS  .  .  .  SECOND  FLOOR 

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1    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK    1 

=  SAVINGS  COMMERCIAL  TRUST 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  lOTH,  1868  B 

B  One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 

never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

Assets  over  $140,000,000.00     Deposits  over  $134,000,000.00        H 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,750,000.00 

The  following  accounts  stand  on  the  Books  at  $1.00  each,vit.: 
Bank  Buildings  and  Lots  -    (Value  over  $2,060,000.00) 
Other  Real  Estate  -     -     -       (Value  over  $310,000.00) 
|  Pension  Fund     -     -      -      -       (Value  over  $720,000.00) 


For  the  past  Quarter  Year  a  Dividend  on  Deposits 

of  FOUR  (4)  per  cent  per  annum  was  declared, 

Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly, 

and  which  may  be  withdrawn  quarterly. 


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JOSEPH'S 

Florists 

Select  your 

WEDDING  PRESENTS 

SHOWER  GIFTS 

from  our 

Gift  and  Crystal  Room 

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(Opposite  the  White  House) 
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is  a  pipe  organ.  When  he  "plays"  it  he  pulls 
out  all  the  stops  that  make  the  windows  rat- 
tle. He  is  extremely  sensitive  to  sounds,  except 
the  cacophonies  of  his  own  making.  He  leads 
his  characters  around  by  their  noses.  The 
reader  sees  nothing  of  them  except  through 
the  pinched  vision  of  Mark.  Consequently 
they  are  puppets  weltering  hopelessly  around 
in  a  bog  of  verbiage. 

Love  Whispering  in  My  Garden 
By  Martha  Sims  Kirkbride 

(Parker  Printing  Co..  S.  F..  $2.00) 

From  time  immemorial  mothers  have 
crooned  love  songs  to  their  children.  Some  of 
them  were  original,  others  were  handed  down 
to  them  by  their  progenitors.  Likewise,  some 
of  them  were  good  and  others  were  bad.  if  we 
measure  them  by  the  rigorous  standards  of 
literature.  Mrs.  Kirkbride  dedicates  her  book 
to  Audrey,  her  daughter,  "who  has  been  the 
inspiration  for  many  of  these  poems." 

The  poem  she  entitles  "Life"  gives  the  key 
to  the  volume: 

Life  is  always  sweet,  dear, 

Sweet  but  sometimes  sad, 
And  when  it  does  seem  sad.  dear, 

Try  to  make  it  glad. 

Oh,  try  to  make  it  glad. 

Life  is  what  we  make  it.  dear. 

Though  sometimes  skies  are  grey, 

But  when  the  skies  are  dark,  dear, 
Try  to  look  away, 
Oh,  try  to  look  away. 


"Sun- 
Love's 


Other  titles  are  "Audrey.  Dear, 
beam,"  "God  Still  Looks  Through.' 
Balm."  "Pink-lipped  Blossoms,"  etc. 

If  we  were  to  classify  "Love  Whispering  in 
My  Garden"  it  would  inevitably  fall  in  that 
school  of  which  Edgar  A.  Guest  is  the  patron 
saint. 


To  Who  It  May  Concern 

by  Beth  Wendel 

THE  Mountain  Resort  Hostess  had  organized 
a  fishing  party.  As  they  started  on  horse- 
back toward  the  wooded  river,  the  guide 
asked.  "How  are  all  your  lines?" 

"Beautiful,"  said  the  Poet,  "to  those  who 
understand  them." 

"I  haven't  any,"  said  the  Woman  of  Forty, 
"unless  I'm  tired." 

"They  don't  give  me  a  chance  to  do  my 
best."  said  the  Actor,  "but  some  day  I'll  write 
my  own  play." 

"Busy,  always  busy,"  said  the  Telephone 
Operator,  "and.  God,  how  I  hate  the  Super- 
visor." 

"No  snap."  said  the  Major.  "The  men  have 
no  incentive  in  time  of  peace." 

"It  depends  on  the  boy  friend,"  said  the 
Flapper.  "Has  anybody  a  cigarette." 

"Always  chic."  said  the  Dressmaker,  "and 
I'm  making  my  own  perfume  now." 

"Facile  and  strong."  said  the  Artist.  "I'll 
have  a  one  man  show  soon." 

"Lousey,"  said  the  Travelling  Salesman, 
"especially  in  the  south." 


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APRIL,  1931 


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Constructive  Disintegration 

Continued  from  page  7 

society  arc  so  rare  that  they  are  not  to  be  re- 
garded as  dependable  agencies  of  readjustment. 

Our  present  tendency  is  largely  to  expand  the 
processes  of  rationalizing  industry — still  fur- 
ther curtailing  employment.  It  is  incontestable 
that  protracted  periods  of  employment  encour- 
age the  disintegration  of  society  at  its  base:  and 
the  fact  that  it  is  in  the  face  of  unparalleled 
accumulations  of  centralized  wealth  that  we  are 
expanding  the  conditions  of  unemployment  in 
this  country  today  does  not  help  the  situation. 
It  exacerbates  it.  Great  enterprises,  through 
seeking  to  be  too  constructive,  are  really  pro- 
ducing upon  certain  groups  those  prospects  of 
despair  that  conduce  to  social  disintegration. 
They  are  eliminating  the  human  worker  from 
their  own  fields  of  endeavor  without  finding 
any  other  occupation  for  him  to  pursue. 

Government  stepping  in — as  illustrated  in 
the  Farm  Board  debacle — does  not  help.  The 
Farm  Board,  through  its  Grain  Corporation 
and  other  subsidiary  organizations,  stands  in 
line  with  the  chain  store,  the  branch  bank,  and 
other  consolidations  to  create  conditions  of 
control  and  the  extinction  of  individual  initia- 
tive and  ambition  in  every  field  of  work.  These 
are  the  precise  conditions  that  the  communists 
at  Moscow  are  striving  to  attain,  and  we  are 
beating  them  in  the  race  for  their  attainment. 

Neither  the  government  nor  big  business  can 
halt  us  in  this  race  unless  we  see  fit  to  change 
nearly  all  existing  innovations  in  industry  and 
commerce,  and  we  are  much  too  canny  to  scrap 
all  these. 

Meanwhile  the  natural,  necessary  and  irre- 
sistible policy  of  big  business  in  this  period  of 
commercialist  and  competitive  expansion  is  like 
that  of  the  big  fish  in  the  sea,  to  swallow  his 
small  competitors.  The  big  chain  grocer  swal- 
lows the  little  grocer,  the  big  farmer  swallows 


the  little  farmer,  the  big  banker  swallows  the 
little  banker,  and  so  along. 

In  principle,  as  in  nature,  this  may  be  all 
right;  but  in  practice  we  seem  to  be  doing  the 
thing  too  hurriedly.  The  small  fish  are  not  yet 
quite  ready  to  be  swallowed,  and  the  big  fish 
are  not  big  enough  to  swallow  them  all  effec- 
tively. Moreover,  if  and  when  the  little  fish  are 
all  swallowed,  or  have  sought  safety  in  shallow 
waters,  the  big  fish  must  pine  or  perish. 

Where  may  the  little  fish  find  safe,  shallow 
waters? 

They  may  not  find  them.  They — the  little 
fish,  the  outcasts  who  have  lost  their  former 
sources  of  subsistence — may  turn  on  the  big 
fish,  revolt  in  the  old-fashioned  way  and  pro- 
duce a  social  chaos  analogous  to  that  of  Russia. 
On  the  other  hand  they  may  abandon  their 
towns  and  cities  and  return  to  the  primitive  life 
of  other  days,  each  group  or  family  working  to 
supply  its  own  needs  and  to  produce  enough  to 
have  some  surplus  staple  to  barter  in  trade  with 
some  neighbor. 

This  latter  concept  may  seem  nonsensical  in 
the  light  of  current  customs  and  traditions.  No 
such  concept  seems  irrational  in  the  light  of 
history.  Babylon  in  its  day  was  relatively  as 
important  as  any  city  now  in  America.  So  was 
Thebes.  What  have  the  people  of  Thebes  and 
Babylon  been  doing  for  more  than  a  thousand 
years?  Yet  human  nature  is  the  same  today  as  it 
was  when  Thothmes  ruled  at  Thebes,  and  as  it 
was  when  Sargon  was  king  of  Babylon,  nearly 
six  thousand  years  ago. 


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ring  in  Dan  rrancisco 

Continued  from  page  23 

own  violets.  Fragrant,  deep,  vibrant  violets 
they  are  .  .  .  not  hot-housey  and  Parisian  .  .  . 
Violets  that  she  pins  carelessly,  but  with  what 
charming  results  to  her  superb  scarf  ...  or  the 
sleek  collar  on  her  tailored  Spring  redingote! 
The  sun  shines  ...  as  we've  heard  it  may  do 


upon  rare  occasions  in  Paris  .  .  .  and  it's  a  sun 
tbat  is  alive  ...  a  sun  that  plays  upon  the  win- 
dows of  Nob  Hill  and  runs  down  our  own 
outwardly  indifferent  but  radiantly  aware  city 
streets  .  .  .  down  to  the  bay!  In  its  sapphire 
depths,  the  sun  reflects  a  serenity  ...  a  live 
serenity,  of  breath-taking  beauty  !  A  sun  whose 
sparkle  is  echoed  across  our  mighty  Golden 
Gate  to  whisper  significantly  to  the  sleeping 
maid,  magnificent  Tamalpais!  There's  a  figure 
.  .  .  like  our  women  .  .  .  wonderfully  aloof, 
calm  .  .  .  but  underneath  so  friendly,  so  real 
and  sympathetic  in  her  protection  of  Marin's 
secret  wonders! 

And  then  back,  back  to  the  scene  before  us 
.  .  .  (and  don't  forget  the  stranger)  ...  to  the 
windows  in  our  own  typical  stores  .  .  .  Smart 
they  are.  and  gay  .  .  .  because,  for  all  our  poise, 
we're  gay;  we're  filled  with  a  joy  of  living  that 
is  actually  magnetic  to  the  rest  of  the  world. 

We  wouldn't  forsake  it  for  a  million  Parrises 
ciscanized  ...  we  gloat!  It  gets  even  them,  this 
thing,  doesn't  it?  We  see  an  Italian,  beaming, 
happy,  talking  a  little  loudly  of  what  the  old 
country  people  inquire  about  ...  as  if  to  con- 
vince himself  of  its  realism  :  but  working,  busy- 
ing himself,  raising  tiny  Italians  .  .  .  here  in  our 
particular  heaven  !  Everywhere  evidences  of  our 
progress,  our  going  places  and  getting  things 
done  .  .  .  it's  part,  a  big  part  in  the  whole, 
lovable  something! 

OUR  streets  .  .  .  our  flowers  .  .  .  our  joie  de 
vivre  .  .  .  greater  than  that  of  Paris  (and 
it's  Paris  that's  so  commercialized,  so 
hackneyed — not  our's) .  .  .  our  rapturous  ema- 
nation .  .  .  the  element  which  first  took  seed 
here,  when  Sir  Francis  Drake  got  wise  to  him- 
self .  .  .  my  god.  how  we  love  it! 

We  wouldn't  forsake  it  for  a  million  Paris's 
in  Spring  and  we  ask  you  seriously,  bravely — 
with  the  same  aplomb  that  we'd  use  on  that 
stranger — confident  of  both  your  answers  .  .  . 
"would  you?" 


Garden  and  Patio  Furniture 

of 

Distinctive  Craftsmanship 


THE  GARDEN  ROOM 

Lee  Eleanor  Graham 
533  Sutter  Street 


WHERE      THE       TREASURES 
OF     A       COLLECTOR       MAY     BE 
PURCHASED     AS      GIFTS    - 


Antique  Sheffield  Tureen  made  by 
Thomas  Geswick  in  the  Year  1800 


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Reigning  Dynasty 


Continued  from  page  4 

The  last  of  the  Junior  Assemblies  will  take  place 
on  April  24.  It  will  be  a  sports  dance. 

Mrs.  Frederick  W.  Bradley  gave  a  dinner  dance 
at  her  home  in  Broadway  in  honor  of  Miss  Katherine 
Stent. 

Mrs.  L.  E.  \V.  Pioda  and  Miss  Mary  Emma  Pioda 
are  in  Santa  Cruz  where  they  will  remain  until  after 
Easter.  On  April  6  Mrs.  Pioda  is  entertaining  sixty 
luncheon  guests  at  the   San  Francisco  Golf  Club. 

Mrs.  A.  B.  Spreckels  invited  a  small  group  of 
friends  to  preview  an  exhibit  of  dolls  of  all  nations 
at  her  home  in  Washington  street.  The  occasion  was 
a  tea.  As  soon  as  the  exhibit  is  completed  Mrs. 
Spreckels  will  give  a  large  affair  in  honor  of  the 
foreign  consuls  and  their  wives,  many  of  whom  con- 
tributed dolls   to  the  collection. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Hays  Smith  recently  spent 
a  week-end  at  Pebble  Beach  where  they  were  the 
guests  of  Mr.   and  Mrs.   Henry   Potter  Russell. 

Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Grant,  acting  president  of  the 
San  Francisco  Garden  Club,  gave  a  tea  for  the  mem- 
bers at  her  home  on  Broadway.  A  fine  array  of 
daffodils  was  exhibited. 

Air.  and  Mrs.  Adolph  Uhl  celebrated  the  thirteenth 
anniversary  of  their  wedding  by  giving  a  dinner  at 
the  Hotel   Mark   Hopkins. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  \V.  McXear  entertained 
at  the  Hotel  Mark  Hopkins  where  they  gave  a  din- 
ner dance  in  honor  of  Miss  Florence  McCormick  and 
at  the  same  time  entertained  a  group  of  older  friends 
in  their  apartments  in  the  hotel. 

Miss  Gloria  Ames  gave  a  dinner  party  in  honor  of 
Miss  Isobel  McCreery  at  the  Ames  home  in  San 
Mateo. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  G.  Norris  have  returned 
from  New  York  and  will  be  established  in  their  Palo 
Alto  home  in  April. 

Mrs.  Garnett  Cheeney  and  Mrs.  Frederick  E. 
Supple  and  a  group  of  hostesses  arranged  the  benefit 
tea  at  the  Clift  Hotel  for  the  Stanford  chapter  of 
Gamma  Phi  Beta. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Miss  Ethel  Cooper  left  San  Francisco  on  April  1, 
en  route  to  Europe  where  she  will  visit  for  three 
months.  In  Italy  she  will  join  Captain  and  Mrs. 
Randolph  Huntington  Minor  and  will  travel  through 
Spain   with   them. 

Mrs.  Constance  Peters  is  leaving  San  Francisco 
on  April  4  en  route  to  Europe  where  she  will  remain 
indefinitely. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Rupert  Mason  are  planning  a  trip 
around  the  world.  They  will  be  away  for  a  year. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  S.  McCreery  and  their 
daughter.  Miss  Isobel  McCreery,  are  leaving  soon 
for  Europe  for  an  indefinite  stav. 

Mrs.  Charles  P.  Overton  and  Miss  Daisy  Belle 
Overton  sailed  from  San  Francisco  aboard  the  Em- 
press of  Australia.  From  New  York  Mrs.  Overton 
and  her  daughter  will  go  on  to  Europe. 

Miss  Julie  Helen  Heynemann  is  en  route  to  Lon- 
don after  a  visit  of  several  months  in  San  Francisco. 
Miss  Heynemann  is  at  work  on  a  biography  of  the 
late  Arthur  Putnam. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  Dunn  Dutton  is  in  the  East  where  she  will 
visit  for  several  weeks  with  her  sister.  Mrs.  Walter 
Macfarlane. 

r  Mrs.   George  W.    Kleiser  and  her  son.   George  W. 
Kleiser,  Jr.,  are  in   Xew   York  for  several  weeks. 

Mrs.  Charles  S.  Wheeler  is  in  Xew  York  visiting 
her  son-in-law  and  daughter.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
Chambers.  When  Mrs.  "Wheeler  returns  late  in  May 
she  will  bring  with  her  the  two  elder  children  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Chambers  and  will  take  them  to  the 
Wheeler  country  place  on  the  McCIoud  river  for  the 
summer. 

Mrs.  Beverley  McMonagle  has  closed  her  home  in 
Atherton  and  will  visit  in  Cleveland  and  New  York. 
Later  in  summer  Mrs.  McMonagle  plans  a  trip 
abroad  for  six  months,  most  of  the  time  to  be  spent 
in    Paris. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Donald  M.  Gregory  are  spending  a 
month   in   New   York. 

Ernest  Peixotto  was  among  the  group  of  artists 
chosen  to  stage  the  pageant  to  be  held  next  vear  at 
the  new  Waldorf  Astoria  where  the  Beaux  Arts  ball 
will  take  place. 

Mrs.  Alfred  De  Ropp  was  among  the  guests  at  a 
luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  Stephen  Cumming  at  the 
Hotel  Pierre  in  New  York. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Clarence  Sterling  Postley  (Eve 
Taylor)  are  at  Palm  Springs,  having  returned  from 
their  honeymoon  trip  to  Honolulu  a  few  weeks  ago. 

Miss  Jennie  Blair  and  her  traveling  companion. 
Mrs.  Haines  Smith  of  Paris,  were  at  Hotel  del 
Coronado  recently.  The  two  are  making  a  leisurely 
motor  trip  through   Southern  California. 

Mrs.  Francis  Harris  Stent  and  her  daughter.  Miss 
Katherine  Stent,  recently  visited  in  Santa  Barbara 
for  a  week. 

Miss  Christine  and  Miss  Marv  Donohoe.  who 
spent  several  weeks  at  El  Mirasol  in  Santa  Barbara, 
were  honor  guests  at  a  luncheon  given  by  Mrs.  John 
Lloyd  Butler  in  Montecito  recentlv. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Mrs.  Peter  Beaver  has  been  sojourning  at  Palm 
Springs  at  El  Mirador. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Randolph  V.  Whiting  were  at  Hotel 
del  Coronado  during  the  latter  part  of  March  and 
will  visit  the  desert  resorts  before  returning  north. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  B.  Holladay  who  now  live  in 
Pasadena  but  whose  former  San  Francisco  home  in 
the  center  of  La  Fayette  square  was  a  landmark  for 
many  years,  recently  have  been  sojourning  at  the 
desert  resort,  La  Quinta.  Others  there  at  the  time 
included  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert  Henderson  of  Bur- 
lingame,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  D.  G.  Volkmann,  and  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  A.  B.  Swinterton. 

Mrs.  Richard  turn  Suden  with  her  mother,  Mrs. 
Victor  Etierne,  Jr.,  and  her  daughter,  Miss  Frances 
turn  Suden.  motored  to  Palm  Springs  a  few  days  ago 
and  will  remain  at  the  southern  resort  for  a  month. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Brockway  Metcalf  celebrated 
their  wedding  anniversary  at  the  Ahwahnee  in  the 
\  osemite  Valley.  Other  San  Franciscans  who  were 
at  the  hotel  recentlv  have  included  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
W.  F.  Fuller,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  B.  C.  Dohrmann, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  YV.  H.  Bowes,  and  from  Marin,  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  B.  H.  Dibblee  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  E.  S. 
Schmieden. 

Miss  Gloria  Van  Bergen  recently  spent  a  few  days 
visiting  in  Santa  Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  K.  Armsby  are  at  present  at 
Arrowhead  springs  where  they  have  taken  the  Ar- 
rowhead Bungalow  with  their  daughter,  Mrs.  Ralph 
Palmer. 

Mrs.  William  Fitzhugh  spent  a  week  in  Santa 
Barbara  during  the  latter  part  of  March. 

Miss  Margaret  Garceau  will  spend  her  Easter 
vacation  in  Santa  Barbara  with  Mrs.  Horace  D. 
Pillsbury  and  Miss  Margaret  Pillsbury. 

Mrs.  Bernard  Ford,  Mrs.  Xion  Tucker  and  Mrs. 
Cliff  Weatherwax  have  taken  the  Peck  bungalow  at 
Arrowhead  and  will  be  there  for  a  week  or  ten  days. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  O.  G.  Miller.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Robert 
Miller  and  Mrs.  Henry  Bothin  are  joining  the  party- 
later. 

-Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Caswell  are  enjoying  a  stav 
in  Honolulu.  Sailing  on  the  same  ship  with  the 
Caswells  was  Miss  Ernestine  Adams,  who  will  visit 
in  the  Islands  with  her  brother-in-law  and  sister, 
Lieutenant  and  Mrs.   Robert  B.  Hutchins. 

Mrs.  Frederick  McNear  is  at  Arrowhead  Springs 
where  she  has  taken  a  bungalow  for  several  weeks. 

Mrs.  Kate  Pohli  McLeod  is  at  present  in  Coro- 
nado, but  plans  to  sail  for  Honolulu  on  April  18. 

A  motor  party  comprising  Mrs.  Philip  Van  Home 
Lansdale.  Mrs.  George  D.  Bovd  and  Miss  Jean 
McGregor  Boyd  left  recently  for  Santa  Barbara  for 
an  indefinite  stay. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  J.  Harold  Dollar,  accompanied  by 
Mrs.  Keith  Ferguson,  were  recently  in  Los  Angeles, 
staying  at  the  Ambassador. 


MT 


MADISON 


EW  YORK 


THE  MADISON  HOTEL  AND 
RESTAURANT  HAS  WON  THE 
HIGHEST  PRAISE  FROM  THOSE 
WHO  KNOW.  IT  IS  MODERATE 
IN  SIZE,  »  »  BEAUTIFULLY 
FURNISHED  »  AND  HAS  A 
UNIQUE  REPUTATION  FOR  THE 
EXCELLENCE  OF  ITS  CUISINE. 


THE  MADISON   * 


Madison  Ave.  at  58th  St. 
THEODORE  TITZE  -  M9r. 


APRIL,  1931 


31 


Huntress 


Continued  from  page  16 

Moments,  hours — an  eternity  passed  before 
the  question  for  which  she  had  been  waiting 
was  spoken.  "Will  you  marry  me  right  away 
— tonight?" 

"Tonight?" 

"Yes.    W: 
Nevada — " 

Malicious —  No.  it  couldn't  be.  Joan  hesi- 
tated, overcame  her  mental  objections  with  one 
bold  stroke. 

"Oh- 


can    slip    over    the    border — to 


"  She  paused  for  a  moment  longer. 
to  keep  him  eager,  alive  with  anticipation. 
"Yes — I'll  do  it." 

HE  LEFT  her  at  the  St.  Francis  with  the 
promise  to  be  back  in  half  an  hour.  The 
car  cut  through  the  night  like  a  razor 
through  a  web  of  silk.  She  walked  to  the 
elevator,  feeling  faintly  scornful  of  the  barrel- 
figured  dowagers,  the  ugly  duckling  debu- 
tantes, everyone  who  would  have  snubbed  her 
had  she  given  them  the  chance.  She  had  man- 
aged her  whole  game  rather  neatly  for  a  girl 
from  the  backwoods  of  Napa  Valley,  a  girl 
reared  by  a  rheumatic  father  whose  only  con- 
cern in  life  was  keeping  the  drab  little  corner 
grocery  going,  a  girl  whose  one  passionate 
desire  had  been  to  get  out  of  the  silly  little 
two-by-four  town  with  its  narrow-minded, 
shallow  people. 

She  had  worked  quietly,  getting  her  culture 
from  the  movies,  her  style  from  the  maga- 
zines, and  her  manners  from  an  old  etiquette 
book.  She  had  worked  long  and  patiently, 
gesturing  in  front  of  a  mirror  to  get  the  right 
poise  into  her  movements.  During  high  school 


NOW!  DIRECT  TO  THE 


MEDITERRANEAN 


ON  THESE  FINE  SHIPS 
S.  S.  CALIFORNIA 

Largest  in  direct-Co-Europe  Service 

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:VERY  MONTH  a  pop- 
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this  "all-year,  good-weather 
route"  from  Pacific  Coast 
ports  to  the  romantic  Med- 
iterranean, including  the 
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*300 

A  N  D     U  P 
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609   SOUTH   GRAND,  LOS  ANGELES 


days,  she  had  practiced  diligently  on  her 
public  speaking  lessons  to  make  her  voice 
vibrant.  And  then,  when  her  opportunity  had 
come,  she  had  been  able  to  rise  to  it.  Soon  she 
would  be  Mrs.  Anton  Knight  with  a  country 
house  and  an  apartment  in  town  and  dozens 
of  long,  low  roadsters. 

Upstairs  in  her  room,  she  threw  some 
things  into  a  travelling  bag  and.  before  taking 
off  her  gown,  trailed  her  slender  fingers  over 
its  sinuous  ripples,  shivering  with  delight  at 
the  luxurious  feeling.  Satin  spelled  adventure 
— the  adventure  of  which  she  had  dreamed 
when  schooling  herself  from  magazines  and 
movies.  She  stepped  to  the  mirror  to  take  one 
last  look  at  herself,  to  see  the  beautiful  picture 
at  which  Anton  had  been  looking  all  evening. 

The  picture  left  nothing  to  be  desired.  The 
dress  fit  her  with  the  perfection  of  a  master- 
piece: there  was  not  a  single  fold  out  of  place; 
every  line  of  her  glorious  body  shown  in  its 
fullest  loveliness,  and  her  hair  and  eyes  seemed 
to  top  the  whole  thing  off  with  the  correct 
finishing  touch. 

She  glanced  at  her  watch.  It  was  time  Anton 
was  back.  She  turned  to  the  mirror  for  one  last 
look  and  stood  very  still. 

There  in  the  mirror  the  satin  seemed  to  slip 
away,  and  the  hair  come  down,  and  the  eyes 
change,  and  Joan  saw  instead  of  the  beautiful 
portrait,  a  drab  dull  little  girl  in  a  faded  little 
dress,  sweeping  her  stringy  brown  hair  back 
from  her  forehead  and  gesturing  with  stupid, 
overdone,  awkward  flourishes.   Counterfeit.  .  . 

She  went  to  the  window,  her  features 
motionless,  blank,  frozen  in  a  wooden  stare. 
Anton  would  be  coming  soon,  and  she  would 
be  leaving.  She  ought  to  change  her  dress.  .  .  . 

And  then  suddenly,  she  knew  that  Anton 
would  never  come,  for  he  had  been  playing 
with  her.  He.  too.  had  seen  that  stupid  little 
girl  in  the  mirror,  that  dull  little  girl  trying  to 
put  on  airs. 


TO    THE     ORIENT 

On  All  the  Seven  Seas 

There's  No  Voyage 

Quite  Like  This  One! 

When  you  take  your  ticket  for  an 
N.  Y.  K.  voyage  to  the  Orient, 
you're  entering  a  new  experience 
— not  just  like  any  other  you've 
had.  You'll  encounter  a  new  cour- 
tesy. .  .a  new  luxury.  .  .a  new 
promise  of  the  romance  of  the 
uncommon  .  .  .  the  moment  you 
step  aboard  an  N.  Y.  K.  Liner. 
Five  of  them  ply  the  Pacific  .  .  . 
swift  .  .  .  powerful  .  .  .  colorful  .  .  . 
enticing!  A  card  or  phone  call  will 
bring  the  whole  story. 

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32 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


ON  THE  loose  today,  and  out  for  no  good. 
Shriven  I  must  be  before  the  Easter- tide, 
so    "What  price  temptation?'' 

Clothes!  My  nemesis — I  sought  gayly  with 
nothing  to  back  me  up.  Well.  I  don't  care.  All 
the  columnists  say  buy.  and  then  buy  some 
more,  so  I  figure  that  a  mere  frail  like  me  should 
take  that  sound  advice. 

Luncheon  at  the  St.  Francis  and  only  tomato 
juice  and  brook  trout  to  sustain  me.  How  did 
we  ever  consume  the  huge  meals  served  us  before 
the  world  war?  Soup  to  nuts,  and  I  have  no 
memory  of  even  turning  in  bed. 

It  makes  me  almost  ill  thinking  of  a  five- 
course  meal  unless  the  hostess  is  first  cousin  to 
a  dietician.  In  those  days  a  size  thirty-eight  was 
a  fair  average,  while  now  sixteen  to  eighteen  is 
most  proper  and  handsprings  a  daily  occurrence. 

Hats  should  come  first.  They  are  hardest  to 
buy.  I'd  always  had  a  hankering  to  go  into 
Charlotte's  and  here  was  the  chance  for  I  was 
right  in  the  building  and  only  an  elevator  to 
make.  Why  is  it  that  some  women  who  have  a 
perfect  flair  for  gowns  buy  a  certain  type  of  hat 
that  would  make  a  dealer  of  antiques  look 
twice.  Now  that  all  of  our  headgear  gives  us 
the  air  of  just  "taking  off''  we  quite  often 
bump  into  a  woman  who  still  insists  upon  out- 
lining her  eyebrows  with  the  crown  of  her  hat. 
I  met  one  in  the  lobby  just  now.  Was  she  all 
laid  away?  A  black  Bangkok  straw  perched 
over  the  bridge  of  her  nose,  almost  obscured 
her  vision.  It  took  three  slaps  on  the  wrist  to 
keep  from  approaching  her  and  asking  if  she 
would  bear  with  me  while  I  explained  the  psy- 
chology of  wearing  her  hat  far  back  on  her 
head.  It's  the  age.  Nothing  to  hide  in  this  day 
of  frankness.   In  other  words.   "Gif  a  look." 

Charlotte's  hats  were  pert  and  very  simply 
catchy.  More  straws  this  year  than  San  Fran- 
cisco has  seen  in  some  time,  and  that  is  because 
they  are  so  soft  and  pliable,  they  fit  the  head 
"tight  like  that."  Those  of  you  that  have  bad 


Every 

Woman 

Can 

Be 

Beautiful 


Announces  .  .  . 

Facials  by  herself 

Marcelling,  Shampoo- 
ing, Hair  Cutting  and 
Finger  Waving  by  .  .  . 

MissVerna  Smith 

FORMERLY  WITH 
DAGMAR  BEAUTY  SHOP 


133  Geary  Street 

FOURTH   FLOOR 

SUtter  ....  5383 


by  Molly  Merkley 

hair  line  take  heart.  Dips  pulled  out:  part 
showing:  Billy  Dove  spit  curls:  all  are  helpful 
blandishments  that  enable  anyone  to  wear  a 
hat  in  the  fashionable  precarious  fashion. 

Talked  out  loud  to  myself  that  I  was  going 
into  Gaffney's  only  to  say  Hello!  But  with  all 
my  discriminating  expostulating — G-o-o-d — 
the  lady  had  my  number  and  signalled  to  the 
model  to  start  pouring  into  dresses.  You  know 
that  is  what  we  all  do  these  days.  I  mus'n't  give 
this  shop  all  the  breaks,  but  I  can  twitter  a  bit 
about  an  apple  green  silk  net.  combined  with 
filmy  white  lace.  It  had  the  name  of  "Sweet 
and  Low"  tacked  on  to  it.  Perfection  for  a 
bridesmaid.  THE  SANFRANCISCAN  has  always 
been  so  graciously  interested  in  bridal  parties 
that  I'm  following  that  policy  in  mentioning 
this  dress. 

AS  THE  TEMPO  of  city  living  hastens,  clothes 
A\  keep  pace  accordingly.  It  is  a  matter  of 
minutes  now  to  dress  for  dinner  while  a 
few  years  back  it  was  almost  an  institution. 
Even  our  shoes  we  kick  off  and  slip  on.  Fol- 
lowing that  trend  Frank  More  has  a  pair  of 
evening  slippers  so  cut  away  they  are  much  like 
a  Japanese  sandal.  Fashioned  of  exquisite  fab- 
ric they  are  a  delight  to  wear.  Dr.  Sholl.  a  word 
in  your  ear — "Go  out  of  business."  Corn  plas- 
ters are  superfluous  with  the  new  cut-away 
pump. 

That  last  paragraph  supplies  a  basis  for  a 
broad  jump  to  Lee  Eleanor  Graham's  new 
studio  on  Sutter  Street.  I  think  we  will  have 
to  change  the  name  of  this  street  for  it  has 
become  an  avenue  of  art.  Most  of  the  interior 
decorators  have  taken  their  abode  here,  and 
you  can  kill  more  time  just  looking  in  three 
blocks,    than   in   any   other   part   of   the   city. 

You  have  to  salute  the  Graham  shop.  It 
has  everything  to  offer.  If  you  think  your 
home  beautifully  and  satisfyingly  furnished 
step  into  this  studio.  Horsefeathers!  One  could 
fill  a  book  with  ravings  about  the  exquisite 
furniture,  drapes  and  objects  of  art.  not  to 
mention  the  garden  room  and  the  colorful  gar- 


Bride-to-be,  there  is  yet  time  to 
have  your  silver  individually  de- 
signed— and  hand  wrought  by 
Harry  Dixon  .  .  .  why  not  enjoy 
the  distinction  of  having  your  own 
exclusive  pattern  in  both  flat  and 
service  pieces. 


Come  in  and  talk  it  over  with 

HARRY  DIXON 

Tillman  Alley— 241  Grant  Ave. 


den    adjoining.    I    think    there   isn't   anything 
like  it  in  California. 

JOHN  QUINN  too  has  moved  to  a  new  estab- 
lishment on  482  Sutter  Street  which  had 
its  opening  March  13th.  Captain  Quinn 
has  an  excellent  record  behind  him  in  San 
Francisco  and  the  valleys.  It  takes  a  firm  and 
slashing  grasp  of  this  art  to  turn  a  cluttered 
home  into  a  place  of  beauty  and  rest.  I  have 
seen  his  capable  hand  do  just  this.  I  adore  the 
sagacity  of  his  plain  John  Quinn  sign  .  .  . 
Then  too.  he  is  going  in  for  ships — yacht  in- 
teriors and  that  sort  of  thing !  Ducky,  you 
know. 

Barged  into  Morris'  to  shake  my  finger  at 
someone  and  suggest  that  they  take  away  the 
artificial  flowers  from  their  really  beautiful 
stock.  Mr.  Morris  came  forward  and  was  so 
courteous  I  shook  hands  instead.  Even  when 
I  plunged  a  glass  bottle  to  the  floor  he  smiled. 
You  couldn't  keep  up  a  dyspeptic  glower  in 
the  face  of  that.  Now  I  ask  you?  I  felt  so 
guilty  I  bought  a  cocktail  tray  that  is  the  new- 
est and  cleverest  thing  I've  seen.  Copied  after 
the  stock  mart,  it  has  the  makings  of  every 
known  cocktail.  Horizontally  you  read  the 
name  of  the  drink  you  want  to  make,  and 
perpendicularly  you  find  the  ingredients.  Quo- 
tations are  the  portions.  That  is  about  as  clear 
as  mud.  But  do  go  in  to  see  them. 

My  stomach  just  gave  birth  to  an  idea — 
"Get  something  to  eat."  La  Casa  Alta  was 
right  in  the  shopping  district  and  I  had  a  yen 
for  some  of  their  hot  bread.  Topped  that  off 
with  a  delicious  cake-de-luxe  at  Foster  and 
Orear's.  There  mother  and  child  are  doing 
well. 

I  think  there  is  cause  for  general  rejoicing 
to  have  Foster  and  Orear  re-open  in  such 
artistic  quarters.  Everything  is  very  moderne. 
Lovely  soft  tones  to  the  walls  and  fascinating 
side  lights.  I  didn't  miss  a  trick.  Even  the 
maids'  costumes  and  the  napkins  blended  in 
shade. 

Maybe  I'm  going  "native"  for  a  great  desire 
has  come  upon  me  to  shed  my  clothes  and 
"lay  the  body  down."  Quick.  Watson,  the 
aspirin. 


ehez  peshon 


custom  made  suits 
with  matching  hat 

dresses  for  every  occasion 

choose  yours  from  these  french 
models  shown  in  the  intimate  sur- 
roundings chez  peshon 


suite  300 
550  gearv  st. 


el  cortez  hotel 
PRospect  5000 


APRIL,  1931 


33 


The  R 


ussians 


Continued  from  pa<rc  17 

port.  He  gave  lovely  and  expensive  nothings  to 
every  woman  in  town.  By  the  hour,  he  spun 
tales  of  the  splendors  of  the  Russian  court  to 
the  seemingly  indifferent  Concepcion.  Finally, 
he  proposed  marriage  to  her.  To  get  his  grain 
and  a  trade  treaty  with  Spanish-California 
Rezanof  would  go  to  any  length — even  to 
matrimony. 

His  proposal  threw  Concepcion's  parents 
into  a  panic.  The  Mission  Fathers  were  scan- 
dalized, because  the  man  was  only  a  Russian,  a 
heretic  and  non-believer  in  the  True  Faith.  But 
Concepcion  was  beautiful,  spoiled,  sixteen,  am- 
bitious, bored  with  life  in  the  wilderness  and 
enraptured  with  dreams  of  the  Russian  court. 
In  the  end,  she  routed  all  opposition  to  the 
marriage.  So  Rezanof,  as  a  prospective  member 
of  the  Arguella  family,  obtained  his  grain  and 
disposed  of  his  cargo. 

He  sailed  away  to  bear  the  grain  to  his 
starving  Sitkans,  to  visit  his  own  monarch,  to 
secure  the  blessings  of  the  Pope  to  this  alliance 
of  colonial  Russia  and  colonial  Spain,  and  to 
return  in  two  years  to  claim  his  betrothed  as 
his  bride. 

He  did  not  return.  While  crossing  Siberia  to 
Moscow,  he  was  stricken  with  fever  and  died. 
It  was  some  years  before  Concepcion  learned  of 
Rezanof's  death,  but  always  she  was  faithful  to 
his  memory.  When  it  became  apparent  that  he 
would  not  return,  she  entered  the  Church  to 
find  consolation  in  good  deeds.  When  the  first 
Dominican  convent  in  California  was  founded 
at  Benicia,  in  the  early  1  8  50's.  Concepcion  was 
received  into  the  order,  and  at  Benicia  she  died 
in  1  857,  at  the  age  of  67. 


REZANOF'S  untimely  death  was  a  great  blow 
to  the  Russian-American  Company,  but 
it  rallied  its  forces  to  proceed  with  the 
long  debated  plan  of  founding  a  colony  in 
California.  About  1810  a  large  area  of  land 
around  Bodega  Bay  was  purchased  from  the 
Indians  for  three  blankets,  three  pairs  of 
breeches,  two  axes,  three  hoes  and  some  beads. 
In  the  summer  of  1  8  1  2  the  Russians  began  the 
construction  of  a  fortified  settlement  about  18 
miles  above  Bodega  Bay ,  and  called  it  Fort  Ross. 
Architecturally,  if  one  may  judge  by  the  few 
standing  remains,  the  fort  was  nothing  to  look 
at.  It  consisted  of  a  chapel,  the  fort  building 
proper,  several  store  rooms  and  work  shops, 
the  commander's  house  and  officers'  quarters. 
These  structures  were  built  of  heavy  redwood 
timbers,  rising  vertically  from  the  ground,  and 
topped  with  crude  roofs.  The  place  was  sur- 
rounded by  a  high,  strong  wall  and  was  well 
fortified. 

The  Spanish  viewed  Fort  Ross  with  alarm. 
But  they  were  in  no  position  to  do  anything 
about  it.  Neither  could  they  do  anything  more 
than  officially  and  feebly  protest  when  the  Rus- 
sians established  a  second  and  smaller  fortified 
station  on  the  Farallones.  and  from  time  to 
time  entered  Yerba  Buena  Bay  and  slaughtered 
sea  otters  and  seals  under  the  very  noses  of  the 
Spanish.  Relations  between  the  two  peoples 
quickly  resolved  themselves  into  a  peanut  dip- 
lomacy, as  absurd  as  it  was  ineffectual. 

The  truth  of  the  matter  was  that  neither 
the  Russians  nor  Spanish  were  capable  of  de- 
veloping and  administering  California.  The 
Spanish  did  not  even  perceive  its  possibilities. 
The  Russians  sensed  its  possibilities,  but  had 
no  talents  as  empire  builders.  The  two  of  them 
merely  marked  time,  while  the  despised  Amer- 
icans pressed  steadily  westward  and  possessed 
California  at  the  very  hour  when  it  revealed 
wealth  beyond  the  dreams  of  avarice. 


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Spring  Season  out- 
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SANTA   BARBARA 

An  exclusive  retreat  among  the  palms — 

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where  only  a  limit- 
superb  accomoda- 
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— private  bun- 
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ed  few  can  enjoy  the 

tions  that  are  of- 

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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


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Stevenson  and  Adams 

Continued  from  page  12 

our  first  visit.  Stevenson  himself  wore  still  a 
brown  knit  woolen  sock  on  one  foot,  and  a 
greyish  purple  sock  on  the  other,  much  want- 
ing in  heels,  so  that  I  speculated  half  my  time 
whether  it  was  the  same  old  socks,  or  the  cor- 
responding alternates,  and  concluded  that  he 
must  have  worn  them  ever  since  we  first  saw 
him  .  .  .  (two  months). 

Their  travels  have  broken  his  wife;  she  is  a 
victim  to  rheumatism,  which  is  becoming 
paralysis,  and,  I  suspect,  to  dyspepsia;  she  says 
that  their  voyages  have  caused  it:  but  Steven- 
son gloats  over  discomforts  and  thinks  that 
every  traveler  should  sail  for  months  in  small 
cutters,  rancid  with  cocoanut  oil.  and  mouldy 
with  constant  rains,  and  should  live  on  coral 
atolls,  with  nothing  but  cocoanuts  and  poison- 
ous fish  to  eat. 

Their  mode  of  existence  here  is  far  less 
human  than  that  of  the  natives,  and  compared 
with  their  shanty  a  native  house  is  a  palace, 
but  this  squalor  must  be  somehow  due  to  his 
education.  All  through  him.  the  education 
shows.  His  early  associates  Were  all  second- 
rate;  he  never  seems  by  any  chance  to  have 
come  in  contact  with  first-rate  people,  either 
men.  women  or  artists.  He  does  not  know  the 
difference  between  people,  and  mixes  them  up 
in  a  fashion  as  grotesque,  as  if  they  were  char- 
acters in  his  New  Arabian  Nights.  The  two 
characters  in  contact  are  rather  amusing  as 
contrasts:  the  Oriental  delicacy  of  La  Farge 
seems  to  be  doubled  by  the  eccentricities  and 
barbarisms  of  Stevenson  who  is  as  one-sided 
as  a  crab. 

Alas,  poor  Henry  Adams  had  led  all  his  life 
with  aristocrats,  diplomats,  politicians,  pro- 
fessors and  snobs.  He  was  a  stiff  shirt,  and  was 
appalled  by  Stevenson's  rejection  of  the  stu- 
pidities of  society.  The  simple,  sweet  Bohemian 
disposition  of  the  Scot  seemed  to  him  part 
pose  and  part  ignorance. 

About  this  breakfast,  Stevenson,  in  a  letter 
to  Henry  James,  says: 

We  have  had  enlightened  society:  La  Farge 
the  painter,  and  your  friend,  Henry  Adams;  a 
great  privilege — would  it  might  endure.  I 
would  go  oftener  to  see  them  but  the  place  is 
awkward  to  reach  on  horseback.  I  had  to  swim 
my  horse  the  last  time  I  went  to  dinner;  and 
I  have  not  yet  returned  the  clothes  I  had  to 
borrow,  I  dare  not  return  in  the  same  plight; 
it  seems  inevitable — as  soon  as  the  wash  comes 
in.  I  plump  straight  into  the  American's 
(Sewall's)  shirt  or  trousers!  They.  I  believe, 
would  come  oftener  to  see  me  but  for  the 
horrid  doubt  that  weighs  on  our  commissariat 
department ;  we  have  often  almost  nothing  to 
eat;  a  guest  would  simply  break  the  bank;  my 
wife  and  I  have  dined  on  one  avocado  pear;  I 
have  several  times  dined  on  hard  bread  and 
onions.  What  would  you  do  with  a  guest  at 
such  narrow  seasons?  .  .  .  eat  him? .  .  .  or  serve 
up  a  labour  boy  fricaseed? 

Henry  Adams,  the  nephew,  and  I  met  next 
on  the  island  of  Savaii,  where  I  had  taken  up 
residence.  I  suggested  that  he  rent  a  nearby  hut. 
as  he  admired  so  greatly  the  environment.  He 
had  agreed  to  do  so  but  he  changed  his  mind 
because  of  the  tabu. 

Many  nights  I  spent  with  Moors  chatting 
about  Stevenson,  but  that  is  another  story,  as  is 
an  unpublished  letter  from  Stevenson  to  Moors 
which  I  have,  showing  the  generosity  of  the 
sick  poet  to  strangers  and  his  racy  wit. 


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Clear  Lake 
Topics . . . 


Buckingham   Park 

Formerly  the  estate  of  Thomas  H.  Buckingham, 
founder  of  Buckingham  &  Hecht,  Buckingham  Park 
occupies  a  long,  narrow  peninsula,  jutting  squarely 
out  into  Clear  Lake.  Its  fascinating  extent  of  natural 
hillocks,  wooded  slopes  and  beaches  has  been 
developed  into  an  exclusive  and  distinctive  commun- 
ity of  lakeside,  residential  sites,  each  about  one  acre 
in  size. 

This  private  park,  almost  surrounded  by  its  own 
waterfront,  has  been  laid  out  by  a  master  landscape 
architect,  in  a  manner  befitting  its  natural  beauty, 
with  fine  paved  roadways  and  avenues,  parked 
grounds,  piers  and  boat  landings,  bathing  beaches 
and  space  reservation  for  golf  links.  It  has  all  the 
romantic  charm  of  an  island  location  without  the 
drawback  of  inaccessibility.  It  is  within  a  delightful 
four  hours  drive  from  San  Francisco,  less  than  an  hour 
by  airplane,  yet  here,  at  the  base  of  glorious  Mount 
Konocti,  in  that  country,  rich  in  the  lore  of  the  Porno 
Indian,  one   is  assured  the   utmost  privacy  and  ex- 


clusiveness,  in  which  to  enjoy  the  quiet  and  restful- 
ness  of  one's  own  veranda,  or  swimming,  fishing, 
boating,  horse-back  riding,  and  all  of  the  other 
sports — all  the  year. 

The  land  rises  gradually  from  the  lake  to  an  eleva- 
tion of  several  hundred  feet,  giving  every  homesite 
an  inspiring  view.  Some  are  level,  others  have  natural 
slopes,  hillocks  and  knolls.  Many  of  the  sites  front 
directly  on  Clear  Lake — no  site  is  farther  than  four  or 
five  hundred  feet  from  the  water's  edge.  Baldwin  and 
Howell  who  have  developed  Buckingham  Park  have 
arranged  for  community  control  by  the  actual  owners 
of  the  homesites  whereby  the  rigid  restrictions  will  be 
maintained  to  preserve  all  the  charm  for  this  colony  of 
Society  people  in  their  lakesite  villas. 

Motor  up  this  weekend  to  see  the  homesites  now 
available.  Take  State  Highway  to  Lakeport  via 
Cloverdale  and  Hopland,  or  to  Lower  Lake  via 
Calistoga  and  Middletown,  then  direct  to  Bucking- 
ham Park.— Adv. 


WEDDINGS 

GUNN-MOHUN.  On  May  9.  Mr.  William  Earl 
Gunn,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wiliam  A.  Gunn  of 
Coronado,  and  Miss  Cecile  Mohun,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  C.   C.  Mohun  and  the  late  Dr.  Mohun. 

PRATT-TAXXER.  On  March  JO.  in  Paris.  Mr. 
Russell  Wilson  Pratt,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Orville 
('.Pratt.  Jr..  and  Miss  Sally  Tanner,  daughter  of 
Princess  Jean  Capece  Zurlo  and  the  late  Mr.  Jack 
I'anner. 

McCORMICK-TOBIN.  On  April  15.  in  San 
Mateo.  Mr.  Ernest  O.  McCormick,  son  of  Mrs. 
Ernest  Oliver  McCormick  and  the  late  Mr.  McCor- 
mick. and  Miss  Aileen  Tohin.  daughter  of  Mrs. 
Clement   Tobin   and   the  late    Mr.    Tobin 

McDOWELL-BISHOP.  On  Mav  26,  Mr.  Ar- 
thur Jerrett  McDowell,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel 
McDowell,  and  Miss  Frances  Bishop,  daughter  of 
Mrs.  Edward  Francis  Bishop  and  the  late  Mr. 
Bishop. 

WHITAKER-OYSTER.  On  May  16.  Mr.  Guv 
Whitaker  and  Miss  Elizabeth  Oyster,  daughter  of 
Mrs.   Joseph   S.    Oyster  and    the   late    Mr.    Oyster. 

ENGAGEMENTS 

BARRETT-MILLER.  Miss  Irene  Barrett, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  J.  Barrett,  to  Mr. 
Joseph  Hennessy  Miller,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Wil- 
liam  Henry   Miller  of  New   York. 

BISHOP-KING.  Miss  Celia  Bishop,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Roy  N.  Bishop,  to  Mr.  Lionel 
King,  son  of  Mr.   C.  van   H.    King. 

DOYLE-WEED.  Miss  Dorothy  Bailev  Doyle, 
daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  A.  Doyle,  to 
Mr.    Oliver   Marion    Weed  of  Los   Angeles 

GILLESPIE-MULLER.  Miss  Claudine  Cotton 
Gillespie,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Albert  E.  Gil- 
lespie, to  Mr.  Harold  George  Muller.  son  of  Mrs. 
August   H.   Muller  and  the  late   Mr.    Muller. 

KAPP-SCOTT.  Miss  Gladys  Rapp,  daughter  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Rapp.  to  Mr.  Kenneth  Carlisle 
Scott,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Bert  C.  Scott  of  Pied- 
mont. 

TITTLE-THOMAS.  Miss  Doreen  Tittle,  daugh- 
ter of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Horatio  Seymour  Tittle,  to  Mr. 
Lloyd  Leroy  Thomas,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Herbert 
X.  Thomas. 

VISITORS  ENTERTAINED 

Mis.  Stanhope  Nixon  of  Santa  Barbara  visited 
for  a  week  with  Mrs.  Xion  Tucker  in  Burlingame. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Richard  Heimann  gave  a  dinner  at 
the  Burlingame  Club  for  Mrs.  Nixon  during  her 
stay.  s 


THE 

REIGNING 

DYNASTY 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  R.  Blyth  of  New  York 
are  spending  the  summer  in  San  Mateo  and  were 
honor  guests  at  a  dinner  given  by  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Edmunds  Lyman  at  their  home  in  Burlingame. 
Mrs.  Lyman  also  gave  a  bridge  party  recently  in 
honor  of  Mrs.  .Marie  Wells  Hanna  of  New  York. 
Among  the  many  affairs  given  for  Mrs.  Theodore 
\\  lcker  of  New  York,  the  former  Miss  Schatze 
Adams,  were  parties  given  by  Mrs.  Orra  Hyde. 
Miss  Catherine  Wheeler  and  Mrs.  Ward  Dawson. 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Maurice  Heckscher  of  New  York 
and  Santa  Barbara  were  guests  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Archibald    Johnson    in    Burlingame    for    ten    days. 

A  number  of  affairs  were  given  for  Miss  Helen 
Palmer,  the  elder  daughter  of  Sir  Frederick  and 
Lady  Palmer  of  London,  during  her  stay.  Ladv 
Palmer  was  the  former  Miss  Mason  of  Alameda. 
Judge  George  A.  Crothers  was  among  those  who 
entertained   at  dinner  for  the  visitor. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Augustus  S.  Klavenoff  of  Denmark 
were  extensively  entertained  during  their  visit  to 
San  Francisco.  Mrs.  Arthur  B.  Cahill,  Mrs.  Peter 
B.  Kyne  and  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  W.  Harris 
were  among  those  who  planned  entertainment  for 
the   visitors. 

Mrs.  Charles  Fraker  (Merrill  Jones)  who  came 
from  her  home  in  Minneapolis  to  attend  the  wed- 
ding of  her  sister.  Miss  Vail  Jones,  to  Mr.  Robert 
Kasper,  was  guest  of  honor  at  several  luncheon  and 
dinner  parties.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  August  Virden,  Mrs. 
Du  Val  Moore  and  Mrs.  Starr  Bruce  were  among 
those   who  entertained   for  her. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  P.  Roth  were  hosts  at  two 
week  end  parties  during  the  recent  steeplechase  meet 
at  Menlo  Park.  They  entertained  at  a  dinner  dance 
at  the  Burlingame  Country  Club  on  Saturday  eve- 
ning and  at  luncheon  on  Sunday  at  their  home  at 
\\  oodside. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  C.  Taylor  Pillsbury  are  established 
in  their  apartment  on  California  Street. 

Mrs.  Tobin  Clark,  Miss  Patricia  and  Miss  Agnes 
l  lark  entertained  thirty  friends  at  dinner  at  the 
Burlingame  Country  Club,  the  occasion  being  in 
hnoor  of  Miss  Aileen  Tobin  and  Mr.  Ernest  O. 
McCormick. 


Miss  Gloria  Ames  entertained  a  group  of  fourteen 
young  women  at  the  Woman's  Athletic  Club  in 
compliment   to   Miss   Gloria  Van  Bergen. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Chester  Rowell  were  the  honored 
EJS!.te  a'  a  dinner  party  given  bv  Dr.  and  Mrs. 
\\  illiam  Palmer  Lucas. 

Mrs.  Mortimer  Fleishhacker  will  entertain  the 
members  of  the  San  Francisco  Garden  Club  at  the 
!•  leishhacker  home  in  Woodside  on  June    13. 

Count  and  Countess  Degenard  von  Wurmbrand 
were  dinner  hosts  to  a  group  of  friends  at  their 
home  in   Burlingame. 

Mrs.  Prentiss  Cobb  Hale  has  reopened  her  Wood- 
side  home  for  the  summer. 

Miss  Harrie  Hill  heads  the  junior  auxiliary  of 
the  Salvage  Shop  recently  organized  by  Mrs. 
Adolph    B.    Spreckels. 

Mrs.  Jerome  Politzer  entertained  at  tea  at  her 
home  m  Scott  Street  in  compliment  to  Miss  Janet 
(  "Icnian  on  the  latter's  return  from  the  East. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Perry  Cumberson  have  reopened 
their  home  in  Menlo  Park  after  spending  the  winter 
at  the  Gaylord  Hotel. 

The  Hillsborough  Garden  Club  show  took  place 
in  May  on  the  grounds  of  the  Burlingame  Country 
C  lub. 

Miss  Louise  Boyd  has  planned  an  extensive  cruise 
of  the  Alaskan  waters  for  the  summer.  Miss  Janet 
Coleman  will  accompany  her. 

Rear  Admjral  and  Mrs.  George  Clark  of  Wash- 
ington. D.  C,  were  entertained  during  their  fort- 
night s  stay  at  the  Hotel  Canterbury. 

Mrs.  Marie  Wells  Hanna  is  visiting  her  mother. 
Mrs.  George  Wells,  at  the  latter's  apartments  at  the 
Fairmont. 

HERE  AND  THERE 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Arthur  Hill  Vincent,  who  now 
make  their  home  in  Biarritz,  will  visit  Burlingame 
during  the  late  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  James  M.  Davies  have  taken  a  cot- 
tage for  the  summer  at  Pasatiempo  Country  Club 
at   Santa  Cruz. 

Miss  Dorothy  Spreckels  made  a  successful  stage 
debut  in  the  production.  "The  Marriage  Lease." 
given    at   the    Community    Playhouse. 

M  i .  and  Mrs.  Nion  R.  Tucker  gave  an  informal 
dinner  at  their  Burlingame  home  in  honor  of  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Harry  H.  Scott.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stewart 
Lowery    also    entertained    for    Mr.    and    Mrs.    Scott. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Leonard  Woolams  and  their  family 
are  again  established  at  their  country  home  in  Ross. 

Mrs.    Richard    H.    Sprague  has   returned    to    San 
Francisco  after  a  two  months'  trip  East,  where  she 
visited  some  time  with  her  son-in-law  and  daughter, 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Henry  Poole. 
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VOLUME  V 


JUNE,  1931 


NUMBER  7 


Articles  and  Features 

The  Art  of  Revolt  by  Don  Gordon 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told,  short  comment  and  humor 

Roll  of  Obloquy,  characterizations  by  Sotomayor 

Wives  Have  All  the  Fun,  by  Leona  Mayer  Bayer 

The  Summer  Trek,  by  John  Parker 

The  Barbary  Coast,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

Credo,  by  Erna  Fergusson      . 

Racket,  by  Elizabeth  Myatt    .        . 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley 

Reigning  Dynasty,  by  Josephine  Bartlett 


Short  Story 

The  Party,  by  Gale  Wilhelm 

Verse 

My  City,  by  Sidney  King  Russell 


Criticism 

Views  and  Reviews,  by  Fritjoff  Michelson 
Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 
Passing  Shows,  by  Aline  Kistler   . 


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Illustrations 

Einstein,  photograph  by  Johan  Hagemeyer 
Roll  of  Obloquy,  caricatures  by  Sotomayor.        . 
Self  Portrait,  painting  by  Alice  (J  Neill      . 
Cartoon,  by  Rodlow  Willard        . 

KryPC°oTbPrhuSsh  drawing  by  Warren  Chase  Merntt 
Lincoln  Steffens,  caricature  by  Sotomayor    . 

Kay  Johnson,  photograph 

Florence  Reed,  photograph  .        .        •        •        ■        • 
Mrs   Oscar  Cooper,  photograph  by  Arnold  Gentne 
Chester,  sculpture  by  Sargent  Johnson        . 
Head  of  Girl,  painting  by  Arnold  Blanche 
Bathers,  painting  by  Nelson  Poole       . 
The  Critics,  lithograph  by  Ivor  Rose 


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This  photograph  was  taken  during  the  recent 
visit  of  Albert  Einstein  when  Johan  Hage- 
meyer  and  his  camera  were  spectators  while 
Einstein  and  his  assistant  worked  over  scien- 
tific data.  Later  the  great  scientist  sat  for 
Hagemeyer.  The  resulting  group  of  photo- 
graphs, considered  by  Einstein  the  finest 
ever  made  of  himself,  is  being  shown  by 
Gelber,  Lilienthal.  Hagemeyer  has  returned 
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EINSTEIX     AT     WORK 


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The  Art  of  Revolt 


■  ■ 


by  Don  Gordon 


THEY  say  that  our  times  lack  vigor, 
that  there  are  no  more  giants  in 
the  earth.  But  they  fail  to  observe 
one  manifestation  of  our  zeal:  we 
have  had,  lately,  a  renaissance  of  the 
art  of  rebellion.  Pitiful  and  obscure 
indeed  the  institution  that  has  not 
been  tried  in  the  balance  and  found 
wanting.  The  Nineteenth  Century 
sowed  a  healthy  lot  of  dragon's  teeth. 
These  have  at  length  ripened  in  the 
sun  of  the  new  century  and  have 
sprung,  breathless,  into  being:  a  spe- 
cies of  militant  legion  to  be  expected 
from  that  quaint  sowing.  Reduced  to 
the  least  common  denominator,  what 
they  want,  in  their  multitudinous 
ways,  is  whatever  they  have  not:  and 
what  they  do  not  want  is  precisely 
what  they  have. 

Almost  everything  we  do  now  is 
arranged  by  an  efficiency  expert.  Not 
a  sparrow  falls  that  does  not  contrib- 
ute his  slight  kinetic  energy  to  the 
world's  sum  of  power.  All  the  indus- 
tries and  all  the  seven  arts  produce  at 
high  tension,  on  a  large  scale  and  with 
a  minimum  of  waste.  Only  the  eighth, 
the  art  of  revolt,  has  gone  on  by  trial 
and  error.  Too  long  have  the  dragon's 
teeth,  now  grown  to  soldier-like  stat- 
ure, fired  and  ceased  firing  at  will. 
They  need  a  regimen.  Certain  rules 
and  regulations  have,  after  painstak- 
ing research,  emerged  from  the  dust 
of  many  rebellions.  These  have  al- 
most the  dignity  of  a  code.  It  is  pos- 
sible now  to  teach  the  young  idea 
how  to  revolt. 

No  reference  need  be  made  to  the 
common  or  garden  revolt,  the  simple, 
naive  objection  to  government.  That 
is  as  old  as  history  and  no  longer 
smart.  Our  modern  rebellions  are  all 
smart,  all  in  the  mode.  We  have  at 
last  realized  that  governments  get  old, 
like  everything  else,  that  they  run  to 
paunches,  wrinkles  and  bald  areas, 
and  that,  somehow  or  other,  they 
eventually  disappear.  We  might  as 
well  direct  our  energies  against  other, 
more  tenacious  institutions.  As  to 
government  we  have  only  to  let  na- 
ture take  her  course. 

The  remaining  revolts  fall  natu- 
rally and  inevitably  into  four  classes: 

A — Economic,    or    objection    to 


other  people's  money. 

B — Matrimonial,  or  yearning  for 
other  people's  objets  d'  amour. 

C — Religious,  or  suspicion  of 
other  people's  gods. 

D — Artistic,  or  contempt  for  other 
people's  taste. 

IN  order  successfully  to  conduct  Re- 
volt A  certain  prerequisites  are  nec- 
essary. You  cannot  just  go  in  for 
it.  In  the  first  place,  you  must  have 
either  (  1 )  Very  Little  Money  or, 
better  still.  (2)  No  Money  at  All. 
It  is  obvious  that  if  you  have  money 
yourself  and  are  overcome  by  the  de- 
sire to  revolt,  you  will  be  cutting  your 
own  throat.  No,  in  case  of  wealth  it 
is  better  to  try  one  of  the  other  forms 
of  rebellion. 

If  you  come  under  subhead  1  or  2 
the  next  thing  is  to  get  into  the  right 
uniform.  In  these  days  this  consists 
of  a  pair  of  trousers  with  frayed  cuffs 
and  a  patched  stern  elevation:  a  coat 
that  does  not  match  and  that  has  at 
least  one  torn  pocket:  a  khaki,  a  black 
or  a  blue  denim  shirt:  a  crumpled  hat 
that  can  be  put  on  going  in  any  direc- 
tion. The  hair  should  be  two  months 
and  the  beard  approximately  three 
days  long.  This  is  all  you  will  need 
except  for  shoes  that  must  be  run  over 
at  the  heel  and  stained,  preferably 
with  paint  or  white  lime.  If  you  are  a 
woman  the  above  directions  will  ap- 
ply with  due  allowance  made  for 
variation  in  cut  of  clothes  and  hirsute 
capacity.  A  tarn  o'  shanter  is  consid- 
ered very  effective  for  women  revolt- 
ing under  A. 

Spend  as  much  time  as  possible  on 
public  benches.  Talk  to  everyone  who 
sits  near  you  about  your  revolt  and 
as  loudly  as  you  can.  Spit  contemp- 
tuously at  intervals.  When  crossing 
streets  always  move  contrary  to  the 
stop  signals.  When  ordered  back  by 
the  officer  on  duty,  mutter  fiercely  and 
go  back  very  slowly.  When  an  auto 
passes  too  close  to  your  toes  and  it  is 
a  medium  priced  car.  simply  scowl  at 
the  inmates:  if  a  high  priced  car. 
glare:  if  both  high  priced  and  very 
shiny,  glare  and  curse. 

When  hungry,  panhandle.  This  is 


comme  il  taut  among  conscientious 
revolters.  You  are  thereby  not  knuck- 
ling under  to  the  rotten  economic  sys- 
tem: you  are  merely  levying  a  tax, 
rather  informally,  upon  those  weak 
enough  to  be  taxed.  If  panhandling 
is  inadequate,  the  soup  kitchens  arc 
available.  If,  however,  you  find  their 
menu  lacking  in  vitamines,  it  may  be 
necessary  to  compromise. 

If  you  have  to  succumb  to  the  ex- 
isting order  so  far  as  to  go  to  work, 
do  not  go  meekly.  Arrive  as  late  as 
possible,  keep  your  eyes  on  the  clock, 
punch  your  time  card  just  as  the  clos- 
ing hour  strikes.  At  noon  spread  the 
gospel  among  the  milk-fed  workers. 
Grumble  when  you  can,  loaf  when 
you  can,  take  your  pay  check  with  the 
silent  imprecation  that  it  is  blood 
money  extorted  from  the  widow  and 
orphan. 

If  the  check  is  small  you  will  still 
be  eligible  to  continue  the  revolt  un- 
der subhead  1  (Very  Little  Money ) . 
But  if  the  check  is  large,  you  will 
come  under  neither  subhead  1  or  2 
and  are  disqualified.  You  will  then  be 
one  of  those  "other  people"  who  are 
being  revolted  against. 

IF  you  wish  to  enroll  under  Revolt 
B  (Matrimonial),  you  must  first 
ascertain  your  classification.  You 
must  be  either  (1)  Married,  or  (2) 
Not  Married.  The  revolt  in  any  case 
is  of  the  same  nature:  the  variation  is 
only  in  degree  of  animosity. 

If  you  come  under  subhead  1  you 
may  live  anywhere  and  wear  what 
you  please,  for  your  revolt  is  only  in- 
cipient and  requires  no  symbols.  It 
takes  the  form,  usually,  of  discourse. 
If  male,  you  are  to  express  the  wish, 
at  intervals,  for  the  life  of  a  beach- 
comber in  Tahiti.  You  are  to  be  heard 
muttering  about  "bondage"  and  "a 
dog's  life."  You  are  to  look  with 
covetous  eyes  at  your  neighbor's  wife 
and.  in  the  absence  of  her  husband, 
to  express  some  of  your  views  on  the 
necessity  for  broad-mindedness  in  the 
modern  world. 

If  female,  you  are  to  mention  fre- 
quently various  suitors  who  once 
sought  your  hand.  You  will  un- 
doubtedly   point    out    how    some    of 

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HAVING  chosen  much  of  the 
substance  of  Curtain  Calls  by 
Constance  Ferris  for  publica- 
tion in  The  San  Franciscan  prior  to 
its  appearance  in  book  form  and  hav- 
ing heard  more  recently  of  people 
who  hid  the  book  from  their  moth- 
ers, we  share  the  author's  consterna- 
tion over  the  fate  of  numerous  copies 
of  this  sophisticated  volume  of  verse. 

At  the  recent  ball  and  banquet 
closing  the  Book  Dealers'  Conven- 
tion, Miss  Ferris  was  introduced  to  a 
Hollywood  bookseller.  During  their 
dance  he  complimented  her  on  the 
book,  mentioned  the  portrait  frontis- 
piece and  said  the  volume  had  been 
a  boon  to  him. 

"And  have  you  children  of  your 
own?" 

Miss  Ferris  was  startled. 
"I    mean.    I    thought    you    might 
have     had     your     own     children     in 
mind.'' 

"What  do  you  mean?" 

"Only  that  mothers  seem  so  glad 
to  get  Curtain  Calls.  You  see.  I  keep 
very  few  school  books  and  whenever 
a  woman  comes  in  asking  for  a  primer 
that  I  don't  have,  I  say.  But  madam, 
your  children  are  modern  children, 
aren't  they?  Then  why  not  buy  them 
this  ?*  and  she  walks  off  with  a  copy 
of  Curtain  Calls." 

"What  do  you  offer  it  as — a  sex 
primer?"  the  author  was  frankly 
curious. 

"A  sex  primer!" 

"Yes,  haven't  you  read  Curtain 
Calls'" 

"No — I  admit  I  haven't — but. 
coming  from  Herr  Wagner's  press.  I 
took  it  for  granted  it  was  a  school 
book." 

Whereupon  Miss  Ferris  quoted  the 
verse  beginning  "I  might  have  died 
a  virtuous  wife,"  and  watched  a 
blush  creep  up  the  man's  cheek  as  he 
realized  for  the  first  time  what  he  had 
been  prescribing  for  the  children  of 
Hollywood. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  was 
born  on  a  hill  where  a  cable  car  runs. 
This  fact,  he  assumes,  (usually  with 
great  success)  gives  him  honor,  stand- 
ing and  distinction  in  London.  Paris 
and  the  other  capitals  of  the  world. 

HARD  times  have  humbled  great 
numbers  of  egotists  who  in 
palmy  days  of  '29  thought 
they  knew  it  all,  but  not  the  specimen 
of  this  gentry  who  accosted  us  the 
other  morning. 

"Gimme  a  dollar."  he  demanded, 
approaching  us  boldly,  almost  threat- 
eningly. 

"Well."  we  demurred,  sparring  for 
time,   "we  don't  mind  giving  you  a 


NOW 
IT  CAN 
BE  TOLD 


quarter  or  so,  but  really  we  can't  con- 
tribute a  dollar  to  your  support." 

"Naw.  it's  a  dollar  or  nothing." 
he  returned,  savagely.  "Don't  you  try 
to  tell  me  how  to  run  my  business!" 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  re- 
spects the  right  of  way  of  a  cable  car. 

VARIOUS  statements,  denials 
and  counter  explanations  have 
followed  in  the  wake  of  the 
stupid  action  of  Mayor  and  Mrs. 
John  C.  Porter  of  Los  Angeles,  who 
walked  out  of  the  room  during  the 
drinking  of  a  toast  to  the  President 
of  France,  at  Havre.  Whether  the 
refusal  of  the  toast  was  due  to  moral 
rectitude,  misguided  patriotic  im- 
pulse, ignorance  of  the  language  and 
customs  of  France  or  any  other  of 
the  grounds  subsequently  mentioned 
by  the  press,  the  gesture  certainly  de- 
noted no  high  grade  of  intelligence — 
and  obviously  an  extreme  lack  in  the 
social  graces,  some  of  which  even  a 
mayor  of  Los  Angeles  cannot  afford 
to  be  without. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  knows 
the  months  when  shell  fish  arc  in 
season. 

The  scene  is  the  lobby  of  the  Russ 
Building:  Three  men  meet,  one  bor- 
rows twenty  dollars  from  the  man 
on  his  left  who.  in  turn,  hands  it  to 
the  man  by  his  side  who  evidently 
asked  for  a  loan.  The  recipient  of  the 
money,  after  a  torrid  look  from  the 
original  lender,  hands  it  back  to  him. 
Then  they  all  smile,  shake  hands  and 
depart   in   separate  directions. 

The  thought  we  nurse  is  who  owes 
who? 

IT  IS  a  theory  of  Aldous  Huxley, 
contemporary  philosopher  and  so- 
phisticate, that  no  budding  and 
ambitious  writer  can  afford  to  be 
without  a  cat — preferably  two.  one 
male  and  one  female.  The  cat.  Hux- 
ley maintains,  is  indispensable  in 
gaining  a  knowledge  of  human  na- 
ture. 

If  you  have  a  cat  or  cats  you  may 
have  discovered  the  logic  of  this  high- 
ly engaging  theory.  If  you  have  no 
cat.     consider     Felix.     Felix,     be     it 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

known,  is  a  tom-cat  of  more  than 
average  proportions,  of  the  variety 
known  as  Maltese.  Felix  is  to  be 
found  daily  and  in  the  earlier  hours 
of  the  evening  in  his  home  and  habi- 
tat, an  Italian  restaurant,  on  Broad- 
way, just  around  the  corner  from 
Chinatown.  The  cat  bears  the  name 
of  his  master,  and  is  not,  as  may  be 
supposed,  borrowing  any  lustre  from 
his  screen  contemporary. 

The  reports  that  came  to  us  of 
Felix  were  remarkable.  He  can,  we 
were  informed,  stand  on  his  hind 
legs,  jump  through  hoops,  shake 
hands,  play  dead,  say  his  prayers  and 
so  on.  Further,  we  understood  that 
Felix  needed  no  urging  to  perform 
his  tricks,  being  as  agreeable  as  he 
is  amusing  and  clever. 

We  made  our  way  to  North  Beach 
to  see  him  and  his  master.  It  was 
about  eleven  in  the  morning — one  of 
the  hot  days  of  the  recent  hot  spell. 
Felix  finally  was  spied,  stretched  to 
his  full  length  and  sleeping  peace- 
fully, upon  a  door  transom,  some  six 
feet  above  the  floor. 

His  master  roused  him.  He  glared 
at  us  and  growled  ominously.  We 
dislodged  him  from  his  high  post. 
We  forced  Felix  to  stand  on  his  hind 
legs.  He  laid  back  his  ears,  spit  at  us. 
and  from  his  eyes  flashed  black 
hatred.  He  loftily  scorned  to  shake 
hands. 

We  allowed  Felix  to  resume  his 
transom  perch,  and  mounted  a  chair, 
thinking  he  might  unbend  a  little  if 
we  assumed  his  level,  instead  of  forc- 
ing him  down  to  ours.  We  coaxed 
and  spoke  soft  words.  But  to  no  pur- 
pose. Felix  had  spent  the  night  out. 
Plainly,  he  indicated  that  the  morn- 
ing hours  arc  sacred  to  the  rest  and 
recuperation  of  the  man  about  town, 
and  are  not  to  be  interrupted  by  peo- 
ple who.  having  unimaginatively 
and  prosaically  spent  the  best  hours 
of  the  night  in  sleep,  are  abroad  at 
ungodly  hours  of  the  forenoon. 

If  you  foster  the  noble  aspiration 
to  be  remembered  for  your  deeds  to- 
morrow, then  be  not  forgetful  today 
of  men  who  so  usefully  served  man- 
kind  yesterday. — Adolf  Werbik. 

THEY  needed  newspapermen  in 
the  filming  of  the  American 
Tragedy  in  Hollywood  last  week. 
Eight  members  of  the  Fifth  Estate, 
which  belongs  to  reporters  unwed  to 
any  employment,   were  recruited. 

"Well    boys,"    genially   demanded 
the  director  at  the  end  of  the  day's 
work,  "what  do  you  think  of  it?" 
The  eight  shuffled  around  uneasily. 

Continued  on  page  31 


JUNE,  1931 


ROLL 

OF 

OBLOQUY 


by  Sotomayor 


X.  Y.  ZOUNDS  (top 
left) — the  practical  busi- 
ness man  very  much  ob- 
sessed with  the  depression 
at  this  time.  A  self-made 
man  whose  lips  &xz  loud 
with  invitations  for  bigger 
and  better  buying  of  his 
products  while  his  right 
hand  is  busy  signing  final 
checks  for  dismissed  em- 
ployees. Zounds  has  not 
cured  himself  of  the  habit 
of  jingling  coins  in  his 
pocket.  He  even  forgets 
to  quiet  the  sound  of 
clinking  dollars  when  he 
repeatshispalliative  homily 
that  having  one's  pockets 
empty  is  merely  a  psycho- 
logical state. 


C.  GORFERD  STEBBLE- 
Vv'AITE  (upper  right) — 
author  of  the  latest  ob- 
struse  novel  published  in 
the  Balearic  Islands — read 
by  all  but  understood  by 
none.  He  is  here  shown  in 
a  characteristic  pose  de- 
noting modesty  before  a 
news  camera.  He  wouldn't 
miss  being  in  the  picture 
for  worlds — but  he  feels 
that  it  is  appropriate  for 
one  of  his  erudition  to 
shrink  from  the  public 
gaze.  Though  dealing  with 
the  deepest  psychological 
problems  in  his  writings, 
he  is  not  yet  aware  that  he 
himself  has  a  fairly  devel- 
oped exhibition  complex. 


PETER  GARBIDDLE 
FOND  (top  right)— re- 
garded throughout  the 
community  as  a  pillar  of 
culture.  He  is  always  to  be 
found  at  the  pre-view  of 
an  important  art  exhibition 
or  any  event  catering  to 
artists.  He  is  one  of  those 
large  silent  men  credited 
with  an  aesthetic  soul 
under  a  heavy  exterior — 
few  know  that  Fond  is  a 
manufacturer  of  paint  and 
that  he  takes  delight  in 
counting  up  the  square 
feet  of  painted  canvas 
hung  in  each  exhibition. 
Fewer  still  know  that  his 
grief  at  the  passing  of  the 
impressionists  comes  from 
his  realization  that  they 
were  by  far  the  most  lavish 
of  all  users  of  paint. 


MRS.  DOREL  BROWNE- 
HI  BB-CAR  VI NGTON— 
(lower  right) — whose  suc- 
cessive marriages  and  di- 
vorces have  brought  her 
such  notoriety  that  her  en- 
dorsement is  felt  to  carry  a 
great  deal  of  weight  with 
the  general  public.  She 
has  in  turn  endorsed  cos- 
metics, breakfast  foods, 
mattresses  and  bath  mats — 
and  is  now  turning  to  the 
lucrative  field  of  Foreign 
Language,  Public  Speaking 
and  other  such  correspon- 
dence courses  in  which 
advertisements  she  will  be 
pictured  in  her  full  glory 
of  thrice-widowhood 
with  a  caption  beginning, 
".  .  .  four  weeks  later, 
they  were  at  my  feet — ' 


10 


Wives  Have  All  the  Fun 

An  Analysis  of  the  Status  of  Modern  Women 

Leona  Mayer  Bayer 


by 


THE  American  Twentieth  Century 
is  a  witch.  She  intoxicates  her 
children  with  the  heady  wine  of 
intellectual  liberty,  the  while  she 
pushes  them  slyly  into  an  ever  hotter 
oven  of  economic  bondage.  Only  one 
person  eludes  her.  It  is  the  modern 
wife. 

This  fortunate  lady  is  precisely  in 
that  position  where  she  can  eat  her 
cake  and  have  it  too.  She  may  be  free 
when  she  likes,  and  sheltered  when  it 
suits  her.  She  stands  in  the  strategic 
dawn  of  her  complete  liberation, 
whence  she  can.  on  appropriate  occa- 
sion, step  back  into  the  warm  night 
of  her  former  dependency.  She  may 
have  a  "room  of  her  own"  in  a  house 
maintained  by  her  husband.  For  she 
has  kept  the  haven  of  an  old  institu- 
tion through  the  adventure  of  a  new 
era. 

Through  several  generations, 
woman  battled  for  liberty  in  a  cap- 
italistic order  where  it  was  clear 
enough  that  the  sine  qua  non  of  per- 
sonal independence  lay  in  financial 
self-sufficiency.  She  was  obliged  to 
back  her  claims  to  freedom  with  the 
indisputable  argument  of  her  pay- 
check. But  now  she  has  her  world 
well  trained:  she  need  only  shout  "I 
am  free."  and  everyone  believes  her. 


It  might  have  been  otherwise.  Having 
demonstrated  her  self-sufficiency,  she 
might  have  been  confronted  with  an 
institution  of  wedlock  which  refused 
to  support  her  any  longer.  But  mar- 
riage, that  good  old  convention,  has 
stood  firm  against  the  logic  of 
woman's  independence.  It  remains  a 
happy  anachronism,  offering  to  a 
changed  woman  the  unchanged 
promise  of  her  husband's  wage.  So 
naturally  is  it  offered,  that  the  same 
girl  who  staunchly  shares  weekend 
expenses  with  her  lover,  will,  with 
only  a  faint  qualm,  accept  half  of 
his  income  as  community  property — 
after  the  ceremony. 

The  "new  woman"  in  America 
has.  by  a  sort  of  surprise  maneuver, 
wrested  from  society  both  education 
and  privilege.  Society  has  not  yet 
countered  with  the  demand  that  she 
use  them.  It  has  left  her  irresponsible, 
not  expecting,  as  Soviet  Russia  is  said 
to  expect,  that  now  she  will  become 
an  integral  working  part  of  the  com- 
munity. She  is  still  under  no  obliga- 
tions except  to  herself. 

NOT  every  woman,  obviously, 
reaps   the   full    harvest   of   such 
uncompromised    power.    Many 
have    independence    neither    in    spirit 


A. 


This  self-portrait  was  one  of 
the  interesting  canvases 
shown  at  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association  Annual  at 
the  Legion  of  Honor  Pal- 
ace. Together  with  a  still 
life  painting,  it  presented 
Alice  O'Neill  as  a  painter 
— heretofore  she  has  been 
known  as  a  sculptor  of 
small  figures.  She  is  the  wife 
of  Peter  Van  Valkenburgh, 
the  painter,  and  resides  in 
Berkeley. 

ALICE  OXEILL 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

nor  in  fact.  Many  more  carry  its  full 
responsibility  in  the  sharp  necessity 
of  supporting  themselves.  But  the 
woman  who  succeeds  in  having  a  hus- 
band in  the  house,  free  ideas  in  her 
head,  and  money  in  her  pocket,  is  a 
creature  who  can  skim  the  cream  from 
the  community  milk.  The  group  to 
whom  this  applies  is  less  limited  in 
significance  than  in  number — since 
the  illogic  of  woman's  status  is  dem- 
onstrated by  the  fact  that  such  a 
group  exists  at  all. 

Already  in  her  approach  to  the 
marriage  which  is  her  open  sesame, 
the  1931  lass  basks  in  the  sunshine 
of  her  advantage.  She  may  not  pur- 
sue her  husband  in  the  Shavian 
sense,  but  she  must  admit  that  she 
is  quite  active  in  finding  the  man  who 
shall  pick  her  out.  She  shares  his 
work-fields  and  his  playgrounds.  She 
meets  him  with  the  gay  arrogance 
of  the  independence  which  woman 
has  so  valiantly  earned,  whether  or 
no  she  herself  will  ever  again  actually 
earn  it.  She  has  the  double  fun  of 
being  wooed  as  a  woman  and  fenc- 
ing like  a  man:  his  equal  in  self- 
esteem,  training,  and  experience:  his 
superior  in  seduction. 

Furthermore,  among  that  curious 
portion  of  the  population  which  nur- 
tures our  paragon  in  her  most  gala 
form,  the  man  who  finally  marries 
her  can  usually  support  both  her  and 
her  independence.  The  same  educa- 
tion, intelligence,  and  training  which 
cause  him  to  be  attracted  to  a  truly 
liberated  feminine  spirit,  likewise  en- 
able him  to  earn  a  good  salary,  if  he 
consents  at  all  to  turn  his  hand  to  a 
money  making  occupation.  At  one 
stroke,  therefore,  she  acquires  both 
the  man  and  the  income.  The  requi- 
site attitude  she  has  already.  And 
now.  what  can  she  not  do? 

Home,  office:  work,  leisure:  chil- 
dren, police  dogs — she  can  call  the 
tune  to  her  fancy.  For  if  she  can  not 
pay  the  piper,  the  gentleman  will. 

In  the  first  place,  she  can  continue 
with  a  career  if  it  please  her.  or  drop 
it.  if  it  irk.  Of  course,  if  the  husband 
abandons  his  own  work,  or  engages 
in  a  non-remunerative  pursuit,  or 
meets  with  pecuniary  reverses,  she 
automatically  steps  in  to  fill  the  gap. 
Her  chivalry  is  not  lacking,  even 
though  it  be  rarely  called  into  evi- 
dence. Do  we  not  all  know  the  fair 
young  doctor  who  financed  the  fam- 
ily when  her  husband's  business  col- 
lapsed, the  teacher  who  helped  to 
establish  her  husband  as  a  critic,  the 
social  worker  who  saved  the  situation 
when  her  professorial  spouse  lost  his 
job  in  an  excess  of  free  speech?  This 
is  not  even  counting  the  little  fat  girl 
who  put   her   man    through   college. 

Continued  on  pace  30 


H>jrw 


JUNE,  1931 


The  Party 


A  Story  to  be  Read  Between  the  Letters 


M 


Y  DARLING — It's  all  arranged! 
Martin  is  perfectly  agreeable 
and  will  be  at  Tahoe  until 
Wednesday.  I  have  the  key  in  my 
pocket  and  my  heart  is  doing  a  bolero 
— or  something  similar.  You'll  love 
his  place,  Suzanne — it's  cozier  than 
anything  you've  ever  seen.  And  no 
eyes  to  see  two  mortals  gone  nymph 
and  satyr — should  such  a  transforma- 
tion occur  to  them !  We  can  quarrel  ( I 
love  to  quarrel  with  you,  darling) 
over  the  seat  by  the  window  where  a 
quartet  of  pigeons  waits  each  morn- 
ing for  the  breakfast  crumbs — over 
the  privilege  to  wash  dishes  or  first 
place  in  the  shower  or  Martin's  gor- 
geous pajamas  or  which  is  to  say  grace 
at  table! 

I'm  hellish  busy  this  morning  — 
better  to  say  I  should  be  hellish  busy. 

Suzanne,  don't  fail  me  this  time. 
I'll  live  on  impatience  and  ecstasy  un- 
til Friday. 

Your  own 

Paul. 

Dear  Mrs.  Humphrey — -You'll 
forgive  me  I  know,  but  I  sim- 
ply can't  find  a  way  to  get  in 
for  Janet's  party.  Mother's  a  nervous 
wreck  already,  fussing  over  the  lug- 
gage, and  Daddy's  such  a  nuisance 
with  that  gout  of  his — and  I  feel  I'll 
simply  have  to  stand  by  her. 

I  know  it'll  be  a  gorgeous  party 
and  I  wanted  so  much  to  meet  Janet's 
South  American,  but  I'll  have  to  post- 
pone it  for  a  few  weeks. 

I    know    you'll    understand  —  and 
know  how  sorry  I  am. 
Mother  sends  love. 

Affectionately, 

Suzanne. 

My  Dear  Margaret — Just  a 
few  words  to  thank  you  for 
the  lovely  week-end  you  gave 
Suzanne.  She  talked  of  nothing  else 
for  hours.  And  that  charming  Qua- 
vello — I  don't  wonder  Janet  is  quite 
taken  with  him.  These  daughters! 

Jeff  is  much  improved  and  is  so  im- 
patient to  be  off.  We  shall  sail  on 
Monday  or  Tuesday  and  expect  to  be 
in  town  by  October. 

Thank  you  again,  and  my  love  to 
Janet  and  yourself. 

Affectionately. 
Mildred  G. 


by  Gale  Wilhelm 


Darling,  Darling — We've  just 
passed  the  Farallones  and 
Mother  has  gone  out  on  deck 
for  her  nap.  Daddy  has  promised  to 
stop  in  at  Monterey — so  I'll  post  this 
there. 

Paul,  I'll  simply  go  mad  without 
you  for  three  weeks.  I  loathe  even 
thinking  of  it.  Every  time  I  see  a  gull 
I  think  of  Martin's  pigeons  and  that 
dear  little  table  not  quite  big  enough 
for  two — and  my  toes  on  your  bare 
ankles  underneath.  And  Paul  darling, 
the  time  we  fell  asleep  on  the  rug  and 
the  fire  went  out.  Only  I  didn't  go  to 
sleep  for  hours.  You  looked  just  like 
a  little  boy  and  I  wanted  to  eat  you. 
Oh  if— 

Daddy  just  came  in  and  asked  me 


11 


why  the  devil  I  didn't  get  out  in  the 
sunshine.  I  told  him  I  was  writing  to 
Mr.  Devers  about  my  portrait — and 
he  simply  grunted.  Nobody  can  grunt 
as  expressively  as  Daddy!  But  Paul, 
you  simply  must  get  that  picture 
started  when  I  get  back.  He  said  the 
other  day  you  must  be  doing  it  in 
gold  leaf  or  something. 

I'll  have  to  stop  now,  darling. 

Only  I  love  you — I'll  die  a  thou- 
sand times  before  October.  Or  go  mad 
— which  is  worse?  If  only  I  could 
hear  from  you. 

More  later,  darling. 

Suzanne. 

P.  S. :  Mother  never  tumbled,  Paul. 
I  simply  talked  reams  about  Janet's 
South  American  (everybody  knows 
she's  going  to  announce  their  engage- 
ment soon)  and  what  a  glorious  time 
I  had — Mother  was  too  busy  to  read 
the  scandal  sheet  (as  you  call  it)  and 
even  too  busy  to  notice  that  I  started 
to  call  Josephine  Paul  when  she  was 
unfastening  my  brassiere  last  night.  I 
simply  must  stop  now. 


Window  Washer:   I've   got  it — create 
another  holding  company? 


12 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


An  exceptional  picture  of  Mt. 
Fuji,  the  presiding  genius  of 
Japan.  During  June,  the  month 
of  Iris,  and  July,  the  season  of 
Lotos,  Mt.  Fuji  is  the  goal  of 
many  tourists  and  travelers  who 
climb  its  sides  over  well-kept 
trails.  The  ascent  of  Mt.  Fuji 
requires  eight  to  ten  hours' 
actual  tramping.  Reproduction 
courtesy  of  N.Y.K. 


At  right:  A  reproduction  of  an  old  Italian  tavern 
forms  the  bar  of  the  "Duchess  D'Aosta ,"  one  of 
the  three  luxury  ships  voyaging  from  San  Fran- 
cisco to  the  Mediterranean  and  also  available 
or  the  coast  trip  to  Vancouver.     Libera   Line. 


The  Summer  Trek 

THE  world  has  been  made  safe  for  travelers, 
comfortable  for  tourists,  and  practically  ir- 
resistible to  vacationers.  San  Francisco  will 
soon  be  in  the  throes  of  its  annual  exchange, 
welcoming  throngs  of  people  from  elsewhere 
who  come  to  see  for  themselves  the  right  it  has 
to  the  reputation  of  the  "most  fascinating  city  in 
America,"  and  sending  out  thousands  in  each 
direction  to  sample  other  places  and  modes  of 
living. 

Vacations  are  taken  seriously  in  San  Fran- 
cisco. From  the  typists  and  salesmen  who  inun- 
date Russian  River  and  Santa  Cruz  for  week-end 
and  short  vacation  periods  to  the  business  execu- 
tives and  society  figures  who  absent  the  city 
from  May  to  September,  all  devote  an  amazing 
amount  of  concentration  on  the  decision  of 
where  their  vacations  shall  be  spent.  It  is  the 
irresistible  call  of  romance — in  one  form  or  an- 
other. For  during  vacation,  be  it  two  weeks  or 
three  months,  there  is  a  break  in  routine,  the 
change  in  scene  which  restores  the  illusion  of 
individual  freedom. 

San  Francisco  is  marvelously  situated  for  the 
summer  trek.  It  is  within  two-week-vacation 
reach  of  Hawaii.  Canada.  Mexico  and  numerous 
western  scenic  marvels — but  slightly  farther 
from  Alaska,  the  South  Seas.  Australia,  the  East 
Indies,  China  and  Japan — and  one  of  its  main 
business  travel  routes  leads  through  the  romantic 
lands  of  Latin  America. 

The  north  is  attracting  people  as  never  before. 
Alaska,  British  Columbia.  Washington,  Oregon 
and  California's  incomparable  Redwood  Em- 
pire, all  stimulate  the  imagination.  The  boat 
trip  to  Vancouver  on  board  European  liners  is 
rapidly  coming  to  take  the  place  in  San  Francis- 
can estimation  that  is  occupied  by  the  New  York- 
Havana  jaunt  on  the  east  coast.  Three  days  on 
board  a  foreign  ship  with  European  accommo- 
dations and  bar  and  you  are  in  Vancouver,  a 
foreign  port.  The  change  of  environment  is  com- 
plete for  the  thirsty  traveler  who  leaves  his  home 
in  search  of  new  sights  and  old  flavors.  But  un- 
like the  Havana  trip  from  New  York,  the  Van- 
couver voyage  is  but  the  prelude  to  further  travel 
and  is  most  often  taken  as  a  one-way-water  one- 


JUNE,  1931 


13 


North   .    .    South    .    .    East    .    .  West 


way-land  vacation.  Auto  transporta- 
tion is  an  incidental  matter  on  the 
boats  or  one  takes  advantage  of  rail, 
motor  coach  or  further  boat  service 
up  the  coast,  inland  or  back  home. 

ALASKA  is  still  frontier  country, 
^\  although  it  is  yearly  becoming 
*  *  more  accessible — hence  more 
civilized.  Hotel  and  travel  accommo- 
dations there  are  claimed  to  be  as 
good  as  anywhere  on  the  continent  so 
one  is  assured  of  access  to  the  pictur- 
esque scenes  of  the  hardships  of  Klon- 
dike days  in  customary  luxury. 
Within  five  years  one  will  be  able  to 
drive  to  Alaska  by  automobile.  This 
summer  a  splendid  highway  is  com- 
pleted to  Hazelton,  about  a  thousand 
miles  north  of  Vancouver  through  the 
spectacular  wilds  of BritishColumbia. 
Next  year  they  expect  to  push  the 
highway  on  to  White  Horse  and. 
subsequently,  up  the  Yukon  to  Daw- 
son and  on  from  there  to  join  the 
Richardson  highway  this  side  of  Fair- 
banks. 

The  fact  that  no  passport  is  re- 
quired to  enter  Canada  argues  well  in 
favor  of  the  British  Columbia  and 
other  Canadian  trips  and  resorts.  The 
triangle  tour  of  the  Canadian  Rockies, 
including  a  boat  trip  from  Vancouver 
to  Prince  Rupert  and  inland  to  Jasper 
National  Park,  is  rapidly  gaining 
fame  and  favor.  Particularly  for  those 
who,  in  former  years,  have  familiar- 
ized themselves  with  the  High  Sierras, 
the  Rockies  and  our  national  parks. 


Cocoa  palms  at  Waikiki  Beach,  Hono- 
lulu, showing  Diamond  head  in  the 
background. 

At  right:  The  municipal  theater  at  Rio  de 
Janeiro,  Brazil,  a  port  of  call  for  the 
McCormick  S.  S.  Line  cruises. 


by  John  Parker 


The  increased  accessibility  of 
these  farther  north  regions  ap- 
plies also  to  the  Redwood  Em- 
pire which  but  a  short  time  ago 
was  a  scenic  wonderland  tra- 
versed only  by  hardy  adven- 
turers who  braved  its  then  narrow, 
crooked  and  unpaved  roads  with  an 
occasional  automobile  in  lieu  of  the 
freight  wagons  and  old  concord 
coaches  drawn  by  sweating  six-horse 
teams,  their  only  frequenters.  Today 
the  Redwood  highway  is  recognized 
as  one  of  the  finest  highways  in  the 
West — ideal  for  the  motorist  and 
traversed  daily  by  swift  luxurious 
motor  coaches. 

The  Redwood  Empire  tour — a  new 
route  by  rail  and  motor  coach  be- 
tween San  Francisco  and  Grants  Pass, 
featured  both  as  a  separate  trip  and  as 
an  enrichment  of  the  usual  way  to  or 
from  Portland  and  the  East — carries 
one  through  more  than  a  hundred 
miles  of  giant  redwoods,  the  oldest 
living  things  on  earth,  standing  today 
as  they  did  when  the  first  stones  of 
the  pyramids  were  being  laid  in 
Egypt.  Thousands  of  the  Sequoia 
sempervirens.  which  flourish  in  their 
native  setting  only  in  our  northern 
coast  range,  tower  more  than  3  50  feet 
high  and  the  diameter  of  the  largest 
trees  is  from  ten  to  eighteen  feet,  but 
the  scenic  beauty  of  the  redwood 
country  is  due  fully  as  much  to  the 
luxuriant  undergrowth  at  their  feet 
as  to  the  impressive  size  of  the  forest 
monarchs. 

And  so  the  tendency  is  to  go  north 
— even  if  it  is  only  a  little  way  north 


The  giant  redwoods  and  moun- 
tains of  the  north  made  accessible 
by  Greyhound  Motor  coaches 
and     the     Northwestern    Pacific. 


Hs* 


and  only  for  a  week-end  trip  or  a  few 
days'  fishing  and  hunting.  The  Men- 
docino coast,  Humboldt.  Shasta  and 
Lake  Counties — each  have  their  ap- 
peal, and  distances  are  being  short- 
ened amazingly.  One  of  the  best  short 
cuts  is  the  new  airplane  route  to  Buck- 
ingham Park  on  Clear  Lake.  Fifty 
minutes  from  San  Francisco  one  is 
landed  at  The  Barge,  a  sportsman's 
camp  from  which  to  fish,  boat  and 
hunt,  at  the  base  of  Mount  Konocti,  up 
to  within  fifty  minutes  of  the  time 
the  city  and  duty  demand  return. 

TO  THE  SOUTH  lie  more  exotic 
lures.  Southern  California  resorts. 
Agua  Caliente.  Ensenada.  Mazat- 
lan  and  the  interior  of  Mexico  with 
its  strange  mixture  of  primitive  peo- 
ple, borrowed  European  culture,  gov- 
ernmental experiments  and  current 
modernisms.  Then  come  the  succes- 
sion of  Latin-American  countries, 
each  with  its  beauties  of  scenery  and 
customs  and  art — and  Panama,  the 
gateway  through  which  so  many  pass 
to  Havana  and  New  York,  or  direct 
to  Europe  on  the  Libera,  Holland- 
America  or  other  international  lines. 
One  of  the  most  surprising,  inex- 
pensive and  off-the-beaten-track  ad- 
ventures is  the  trip  to  South  America 
...  or  rather,  around  South  America! 

Continued  on  page  29 


^^UtMi-^v. 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Barbary  Coast 

An  Explanation  and  Introducti 


on 


by  Zoe  Battu 


■  ONDON  has  its  Limehouse  District. 
I  New  York  has  its  (vanishing) 
^™   Bowery. 

San  Francisco  had  its  Barbary 
Coast. 

Of  these  three,  the  Barbary  Coast 
was  the  most  notorious.  It  long  stood 
as  a  symbol  of  sin  cut  loose.  It  was 
the  root  of  San  Francisco's  fame  as  a 
wicked,  worldly-wise  city.  Of  equal 
fame  was  the  beauty  of  San  Francisco, 
and  so  it  possessed  the  three  elements 
always  irresistible  to  travelers,  adven- 
turers, artists,  philosophers  and  ro- 
mancers. 

But  of  its  several  quarters  or  dis- 
tricts. San  Francisco  and  its  natives 
paid  the  least  attention  to  Barbary 
Coast.  Chinatown  is  etched,  painted, 
sketched,  photographed,  made  into 
poetry  and  novelized.  Montgomery 
Street,  Telegraph  Hill.  Russian  Hill. 
Fisherman's  Wharf,  the  water  front, 
the  Latin  and  Bohemian  quarters  are 
as  an  open  and  delightful  book,  not 
only  to  San  Francisco  but  to  all  the 
world. 

For  a  like  chronicling  of  Barbary 
Coast,  its  life,  people  and  history  you 
search  the  lore  of  San  Francisco  in 
vain.  An  attempt  to  gather  such  ma- 
terial first  hand  is  futile.  The  Hall  of 
Justice  is  full  of  "old  timers,  who  had 
a  beat  on  The  Coast,  when  it  was 
wide  open."  Their  recollections  of 
the  district  are  somehow  vague  and 
general.  If  now  and  then,  they  recall 


specific  instances  in  their  experiences, 
these,  under  close  investigation,  gen- 
erally turn  out  to  be  of  no  particular 
interest  or  value. 

The  only  people,  in  fact,  who 
spoke  or  wrote  with  authority  on 
The  Coast  were  the  reformers.  Close 
to  100'<  of  the  literature  on  the  sub- 
ject, if  literature  it  can  be  called,  is- 
sued from  the  pens  of  these  zealous 
people.  They  left  unrecorded  no  de- 
tail of  the  vices,  amusements,  habits. 
abnormalities,  subnormalities,  dis- 
eases and  fate  after  death  of  The 
Coast's  habitues,  henchmen,  land- 
lords and  proprietors.  The  result  of 
all  this  industry  is.  alas,  worthless 
and  almost  unreadable. 

Yet  the  editor  insists  that  there  be 
written  "some  stuff"  on  the  Barbary 
Coast.  To  such  a  request  no  promises 
can  be  made.  All  that  can  be  done  is 
to  take  what  few  usable  records  ex- 
ist, add  to  them  what  details  can  be 
picked  up,  and  make  the  best  of  the 
collection.  When  this  has  been  done, 
the  reader  may  decide  that,  after  all. 
the  Barbary  Coast  was  a  lot  like  the 
report  of  Mark  Twain's  death — ex- 
aggerated and  over-rated.  He  may  de- 
cide that  the  average  native  San  Fran- 
ciscan demonstrated  his  civilized  in- 
stinct of  live  and  let  live,  his  sense  of 
historical  continuity,  by  persistently 
refusing  to  get  into  a  fever  of  hysteria 
about  the  Barbary  Coast.  If  such  is 
his  decision,   it  is  justified,    for  The 


Visitors,  entertainers,  bar- 
keep  and  all — the  interior 
of  a  typical  Barbary  Coast 
resort  is  sketched  as  seen  in 
the  old  days  by  Warren 
Chase  Merritt. 


Coast  was  another  of  those  social 
phenomena,  which  in  "passing"  as- 
sume other  forms  and  carry  on  as  lus- 
tily as  ever. 

BUT  to  begin  in  the  beginning:  the 
district,  known  as  the  Barbary 
Coast,  was  born  of  the  gold  rush. 
Miners,  gamblers,  speculators,  saloon, 
hotel,  restaurant  and  gambling  house 
keepers  arrived  on  the  scene  simul- 
taneously. Dance  halls,  gambling 
houses,  theatres  and  music  halls 
sprang  up  by  the  hundreds,  and  liter- 
ally, overnight. 

The  life  that  centered  about  these 
many  resorts  is  an  old  story.  Life  in 
the  new  land  was  precarious.  A  man's 
days  moved  in  strange  and  dangerous 
rhythms.  Living  accommodations 
were  flimsy,  cheerless,  wretched  and 
exceedingly  expensive.  By  contrast, 
the  gambling  houses  and  saloons  were 
the  best  built  places  in  the  town. 
Their  interiors  were  flashy  with  over- 
done elegance,  but  they  were  well 
lighted,  cheerful  and  warm.  Their 
proprietors,  bartenders  and  patrons 
were  genial,  hospitable  and  sociable. 
Naturally  enough,  a  man  sought  these 
places  to  celebrate  appropriately  his 
good  fortune  and  solace  himself  in 
bad  fortune. 

In  good  time,  of  course,  the  scene 
changed  for  the  better.  San  Francisco 
exchanged  its  gold  for  things  that 
make  life  agreeable  and  somewhat  ra- 
tional. The  town  early  became  noted 
for  its  patronage  of  drama,  music  and 
opera.  It  founded  libraries,  schools, 
art  galleries  and  museums.  It  learned 
to  dine  fashionably,  and  drink  with 
grace  of  good   liquors.    The  pioneers 

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JUNE,  1931 


15 


Vi 


lews  an 


dR 


eviews 


of  Current  Fiction  and  Verse 

by  Fritjoff  Michelson 


GULLIBILITY  may  be  the  cause, 
and  again  it  may  simply  be 
an  uncontrollable  strain  of  ro- 
mance that  runs  through  the  minds 
of  men.  but  there  inevitably  is  a  stub- 
born tendency  on  the  part  of  human- 
ity to  glorify,  and  be  baffled  by,  all 
things  that  are  strange.  People  and 
places  separated  from  our  own  homes 
by  the  breadth  of  an  ocean,  by  some 
strange  twist  of  thinking,  become 
phantasmagorical  in  our  imagina- 
tions. And  those  phantasms  are  heir 
to  all  manner  of  weird  interpreta- 
tions. It  is,  of  course,  a  fault  rather 
than  a  virtue.  Truth  has  no  relation- 
ship to  the  fanciful  notions,  warped 
by  dogma  and  perpetuated  by  repeti- 
tion, that  seem  to  survive. 

When  home-loving  Americans,  for 
example,  think  of  the  inhabitants  of 
Turkey,  they  think  of  the  "Unspeak- 
able Turk,"  and  when  they  think  of 
the  Orient,  they  think  of  the  "Hea- 
then Chinee." 

Such  mental  anachronisms  are  as 
absurdly  fallacious  in  origin  as  they 
are  in  truth.  A  turban  tied  around 
one's  head  does  not  signify  a  villain, 
or  a  yellow  complexion  a  heathen, 
any  more  than  the  twitter  of  a  single 
snow  bird  signifies  winter. 

Human  thoughts  and  beliefs,  hu- 
man emotions  and  fetishisms,  are  fun- 
damentally the  same  among  all  na- 
tionalities, whether  their  skins  be 
white,  yellow,  brown,  red  or  mauve. 
One  needs  no  better  proof  of  this  than 
to  read  The  Good  Earth,  by  Pearl  S. 
Buck  (The  John  Day  Company),  a 
current  selection  of  the  Book  of  the 
Month  Club. 

Here  is  a  book  of  China  and  the 
Chinese  temperament  that  is  as  com- 
prehensive in  scope  as  it  is  delicate  in 
details,  as  fascinating  in  content  as  it 
is  masterfully  sustained.  The  style, 
somewhat  biblical,  is  admirably 
suited  to  the  tenor  of  the  subject  mat- 
ter, and  it  knits  the  story  together 
into  a  fabric  that  is  absorbing,  color- 
ful, simple,  and.  best  of  all,  replete 
with  the  essence  of  life. 

One  hesitates  to  say  too  much  of 
the  story  itself  lest  he  give  the  im- 
pression that  it  is  intricately  plotted 
and  tense  with  action.  Plot  and  action 
are  there,  to  be  sure,  but  the  plot 
grows  out  of  the  characters  and  the 
characters  out  of  the  action,  paradox- 
ical though  it  may  sound. 

The  curtain  rises  on  Wang  Lung, 
a  simple  and  poverty  ridden  farmer, 


on  the  day  he  is  to  marry  O-lan,  a 
slave  girl  from  the  Great  House  of 
Hwang.  In  accordance  with  Chinese 
custom.  Wang  Lung  has  not  yet  seen 
his  future  bride,  the  marriage  having 
been  arranged  by  The  Old  One,  his 
father.  Because  a  woman  has  never 
before  looked  upon  his  body,  Wang 
Lung  allows  himself  the  luxury  of 
enough  water  to  become  thoroughly 
clean.  Dressed  in  his  long  robe,  his 
pigtail  neatly  groomed,  he  goes  with 
many  tremblings  to  bring  back  to  the 
earthen  house  of  his  father  the  mother 
of  his  children.  The  Old  Mistress  of 
the  Great  House  of  Hwang  says: 

"She  is  not  beautiful,  but  that  you 
do  not  need.  Only  men  of  leisure  have 
the  need  for  beautiful  women  to  di- 
vert them.  Neither  is  she  clever.  But 
she  does  well  what  she  is  told  to  do 
and  she  has  a  good  temper.  So  far  as  I 
know  she  is  a  virgin.  She  has  not 
beauty  enough  to  tempt  my  sons  and 
grandsons  even  if  she  had  not  been  in 
the  kitchen.  If  there  has  been  any- 
thing it  has  been  only  a  serving  man. 
But  with  the  innumerable  and  pretty 
slaves  running  freely  about  the  courts, 
I  doubt  if  there  has  been  anyone. 
Take  her  and  use  her  well.  She  is  a 
good  slave,  although  somewhat  slow 
and  stupid  .  .  ." 

Together,  Wang  Lung  and  O-lan 
work  the  soil  (the  good  earth)  and 
rear  children,  suffer  floods  and 
drought,  pestilence  and  revolution, 
until  Wang  Lung  becomes  a  wealthy 
landowner. 

Although  the  book  deals  with 
nearly  fifty  characters,  each  one  stands 
out  as  a  living,  breathing  organism — 
not  as  animated  manikins  pumped 
full  of  the  author's  own  Chinese  im- 
aginings, but  as  human  beings  who 
dream  and  plan,  enjoy,  suffer  and  lust 
as  most  of  us  on  this  mortal  coil  are 
likely  to  do. 

Mrs.  Buck,  who  has  lived  all  her 
life  in  China,  except  for  the  years 
when  she  was  being  educated  at  Ran- 
dolph-Macon College  and  Cornell 
University,  knows  the  land  and  the 
people  of  which  she  writes.  TheGood 
Earth,  her  second  novel,  is  proof.  It 
is  the  kind  of  book  that  one  opens 
with  a  thrill  and  finishes  with  regret 
— the  kind  that  one  recommends  to 
his  friends  and  buys  for  his  library.  It 
is  not  preposterous  to  liken  it  to  Knut 
Hamsun's   The  Growth  of  the  Soil. 

Mrs.  Buck's  first  book,  East  Wind: 
West  Wind,  was  published  a  year  ago. 


LINCOLN  STEFFENS 


whose  autobiography  came 
off  the  press  last  month 
bringing  enthusiastic  com- 
ment from  former  foes  and 
friends  alike.  It  is  com- 
mended as  much  for  the 
literary  accomplishment  of 
the  account  of  his  child- 
hood as  for  the  conclusions 
to  which  his  years  of  activ- 
ity in  the  midst  of  political 
and  partisan  battles  have 
lead. 


The  Secret  Image 
By  Laurence  Oliver 
(Simon  and  Schuster,   $2.00) 

TO  SAY  of  a  modern  novel  that  it  is 
both  human  and  heroic  is  to  say 
that  it  certainly  is  not  "just  an- 
other book." 

The  story  begins  dramatically  with 
flames  leaping  into  the  sky  from  the 
little  island  of  Terain  where  "those 
two,"  Jack  Irskine  and  Charlotte 
Blair,  have  been  living  for  fourteen 
years,  unmarried.  Nothing  is  left  of 
the  house.  Charlotte  alone  is  rescued. 
She  returns  to  consciousness  in  a 
strange  room  among  strange  people 
with  no  memory  of  her  past  life. 
Cross-sectional  bits  of  her  early  life 
awaken  uncertainly.  Her  maiden 
name  .  .  .  her  maiden  aunts  with 
whom  she  lived  ...  an  early  marriage 
with  the  middle-aged  Sir  Edward 
Blair,  a  dreary  union  "in  which  there 
was  neither  love  nor  lust."  She  also 
recalled  her  two  children,  her  experi- 
ence as  a  war  nurse  and  the  spell  of 
meeting  the  talented,  charming,  so- 
phisticated Jack  Irskine  and  her  deci- 
sion to  abandon  the  chains  of  a  self- 
less existence  for  freedom  with  the 
man  she  loved.  From  the  complete- 
ness of  high  happiness,  Charlotte's 
life    crumbles    bit    by    bit,    leaving 

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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


KAY    JOHN SOX 


"Tomorrow  and  Tomorrow," 
one  of  the  plays  considered  For 
the  Pulitzer  Prize,  brings  Kay 
Johnson  to  the  legitimate  stage 
after  recent  talkie  successes.  It 
is  the  latest  play  by  Philip 
Barry,  product  of  47  Workshop, 
winner  of  Harvard  drama  prize, 
and  one  of  the  most  successful 
of  the  younger  playwrights.  In 
it  Barry  has  tackled  problems 
of  social  ethics. 


With  Mrs.  Leslie  Carter  ap- 
pearing in  "Shanghai  Ges- 
ture" and  Mrs.  Fiske  com- 
ing in  "Mrs.  Bumpstead- 
Leigh,"  San  Francisco  has 
unusually  rich  dramatic  fare, 
particularly  since  the  three- 
star  cast  of  "The  Typhoon" 
will  remain  here  to  play  in 
the  American  premiere  of 
"Three  Men  and  a  Wo- 
man." In  this,  the  part  of  the 
wife  of  the  lighthouse 
keeper  will  be  played  by 
San   Francisco's  favorite — 


FLORENCE  REED 


w.t&a 


fSLTU 


JUNE,  1931 


Spotlight 

San  Francisco  Respo 


IF  ANYONE  ever  has  doubted  that 
the  speaking  stage  would  hold  its 
own  in  the  affections  of  the  public, 
the  record  of  the  past  few  weeks  in 
San  Francisco  must  go  far  to  dispell 
such  doubts.  The  list  of  capacity  - 
house  plays  has  steadily  grown.  Joey 
Brown  led  off  at  the  Alcazar  with 
"Elmer  the  Great,"  then  followed 
"Once  in  a  Lifetime,"  "Elizabeth  the 
Queen."  "Street  Scene."  At  present 
writing,  the  old  Tivoli  is  brimming 
over  with  audiences  renewing  their 
acquaintance  with  De  Wolfe  Hopper 
and  Gilbert  and  Sullivan,  while  the 
combined  strength  of  Reed,  White- 
side and  Post  is  luring  threatrically 
minded  folk  into  the  Columbia,  for 
weeks  in  the  doldrums  and  turned 
over  to  the  motion  picture.  Even  the 
opera  enthusiasts  have  had  their  in- 
ning. For  two  weeks  the  Pacific  Opera 
Company  have  made  Eddy  street 
look  like  old  times.  Mr.  Casiglia, 
with  an  experience  born  of  two  years 
of  pioneering  with  local  talent,  sud- 
denly blossomed  out  with  a  company 
that  carried  performances  off  with 
quite  a  professional  air  and  put  a 
quietus  on  the  idea  that  there  was  no 
local  talent  in  San  Francisco  worth 
developing.  This  season  yielded  a 
splendid  harvest  of  potential  artists. 
There  was  Marsden  Argall,  a  San 
Jose  boy  for  one  and  Myrtle  Leon- 
ard, the  girl  from  Alameda  for  an- 
other. If  Mr.  Casiglia  had  done  noth- 
ing more  than  discover  Myrtle  Leon- 
ard he  must  have  earned  the  praise 
of  San  Francisco.  There  are  not  many 
real  contraltos  in  the  world,  but  Miss 
Leonard  is  one  of  them.  Indeed,  she  is 
so  definitely  one  of  them  that  the  pre- 
diction has  been  made  that  she  will 
not  stop  until  the  door  to  either  the 
Chicago  or  Metropolitan  Opera  Com- 
panies is  opened  to  her. 

But  to  return  to  what  is  going  on 
at  the  present  moment.  It  was  our 
good  fortune  to  see  the  New  York 
production  of  "Elizabeth  the  Queen," 
but  we  shall  refrain  from  compari- 
sons. The  New  York  and  the  San 
Francisco  productions — or  should  I 
say  the  Los  Angeles  production? — 
each  had  excellences  and  defects.  Miss 
Frederick  as  Elizabeth  is  doing  the 
best  work  of  her  career.  It  is  a  careful 
and  adequate  characterization.  The 
worst  that  can  be  said  of  it  is  that  it 
lacks  variety  and  shading.  Miss  Fred- 
erick has  chosen  to  emphasize  the 
tempestuous  and  ill-humored  side  of 


nds  to  Varied  Drama 

by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 

England's  virgin  queen,  leaving  the 
warmly  human  impulses  a  matter  of 
light  sketching.  She  captures  one's  ad- 
miration for  the  character,  but  scarce- 
ly one's  emotions.  Mr.  Keith,  on  the 
other  hand,  made  Essex  a  lovesome 
being  despite  his  choler.  We  hope  we 
commit  no  breach  of  criticism  if  we 
suggest  that  Essex  stole  the  show. 
That  the  reverse  was  true  of  the  New 
York  performances  carries  its  own  in- 
ferences. John  Craig  as  Sir  Francis 
Bacon  did  handsomely  with  the  part, 
but  here  the  roster  of  outstanding  per- 
formances ends.  Milton  Pope  was  in- 
credibly bad  as  the  Fool.  He  missed 
all  its  wistful  pathos.  And,  somehow, 
Barrie  O'Daniels  was  a  most  undash- 
ing,  if  we  may  use  such  a  phrase, 
Raleigh. 

We  were  struck  anew  with  the  per- 
fection of  Maxwell  Anderson's  play 
technic  in  viewing  "Elizabeth  the 
Queen"  for  a  second  time.  He  gets  his 
play  under  way  in  an  incredibly  short 
time  and  he  keeps  it  moving  at  a  pace 
that  is  not  usually  encountered  in  an 
historical  drama.  Of  course,  the  con- 
tinuity of  his  theme  has  something  to 
do  with  it.  Plays  about  public  charac- 
ters usually  try  to  crowd  in  all  the 
side  issues  of  a  career.  By  limiting  this 
play  to  the  story  of  Elizabeth's  con- 
tacts with  Essex,  Mr.  Anderson,  fol- 
lowing in  the  footsteps  of  Mr.  Stra- 
chey,  advances  the  claims  of  coher- 
ence. Elizabeth  had  many  other  inter- 
ests and  many  other  vital  experiences, 
but  they  would  have  served  the  inter- 


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ests  of  the  drama  not  at  all  had  they 
been  intruded. 

Again,  San  Francisco  has  to  thank 
Belasco  and  Curran  for  a  sterling  pro- 
duction that  would  be  hard  to  match 
west  of  Broadway. 

//^TREET  SCENE"  was  also  on 
^^  our  list  of  plays  seen  in  New 
^^York  or,  in  this  case,  Brooklyn. 
Which  is  not  quibbling  as  definitely 
as  one  might  imagine.  For  the  "Street 
Scene"  we  saw  in  Brooklyn,  just 
thirty  minutes  from  Broadway,  was 
not  "an  original  New  York  produc- 
tion" but  what  is  known  in  the  vicin- 
ity of  Times  Square  as  a  "subway 
company."  Meaning  that  it  was  not 
a  hundred  per  cent  efficient  cast.  But 
it  was  efficient  enough  to  make  us 
decide  that  we  didn't  want  to  see  it 
a  second  time.  A  good  enough  play 
but  one  of  those  "slices  of  life"  which 
one  can  get  in  the  daily  paper  any 
morning.  It  was  so  real  that  if  you 
know  your  New  York  of  the  lower 
middle  classes  your  flesh  begins  to 
creep  before  the  curtain  has  fallen 
upon  the  first  act.  If  we  must  have 
plays  of  real  life,  let  them  be  either 
of  the  submerged  tenements  or  the 
crass  artificiality  of  Park  avenue.  The 
intermediate  life  of  Manhattan  is  too 
appalling,  unless  the  author  gives  it  a 
twist  of  interpretation  which  raises  it 
above  the  dull  monotony  of  its  sur- 
face. This  Mr.  Rice  did  not  do.  It 
was  dramatic,  it  was  skillful,  it  was 
diverting  in  its  way,  but  it  was  also 
pretty  much  of  the  empty  shell  that 
real  life  usually  is.  And  the  women 
members  of  the  family  around  whom 
the  drama  revolved  were  quite  too  re- 
fined and  grammatical  for  trie  en- 
vironment which  had  reared  them. 
Figs  do  not  grow  upon  thistles. 

All   of  which  means  that   we  did 

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MY   CITY 

by  Sydney  King  Russell 

What  fortress  as  impregnable  as  this 
Stern  citadel  whose  wall  remains  unshaken? 
Arrows  were  impotent;  a  bullet's  kiss 
A  vain  caress.  The  city  is  not  taken 
Though  enemies  conspire.  Alone  she  stands, 
Her  haughty  towers  groping  to  the  sky 
And  challenges  the  might  of  straining  hands 
And  dares  to  breathe  that  beauty  may  not  die. 

Yet  Jericho  once  fronted  such  a  night 
Wearing  the  jewels  of  heaven  for  a  crown; 
A  trumpet's  challenge  leapt,  as  swift  as  light 
And  at  the  siege  of  song  the  walls  fell  down  . 
Take  heed,  my  city,  lest  a  madman's  prayer 
Uproot  your  strength  and  scatter  you  to  air? 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


ARNOLD  GENTHE 


MRS.  OSCAR  COOPER 


formerly  Anita  Harvey, 
daushter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Downey  Harvey,  who  was  a 
recent  visitor  to  San  Francisco 
from  her  New  York  home. 


JUNE,  1931 


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I  LIKE  SAN  FRANCISCO 

■  It  is  breezy,  and  along  with  its 
breezes  comes  a  feeling  of  all  the 
world.  Breezes  from  across  the  bay 
bring  hints  of  the  hinterland:  ranches 
and  mines,  oil  and  timber,  peaks 
topped  with  snow.  Breezes  from  the 
sea,  stiff  and  salty,  blow  straight  from 
the  Orient,  the  Southseas,  Alaska  and 
Siberia.  Japanese  steamers  manned  by 
Japanese.  Cargo  ships  that  have  come 
around  the  Horn.  Ships  putting  out  for 
Australia  and  coming  back  by  way  of 
the  Southseas.  Ships  loaded  with  furs 
and  fish  from  the  north.  "The  United 
States  knows  California,"  they  say, 
"the  world  knows  San  Francisco. 

I  LIKE  THE  MEN 

■  A  man  in  San  Francisco  looks  as 
though  he  had  been  everywhere  and 
were  just  about  to  go  back  again.  The 
city  is  just  an  episode  in  his  life.  He  is 
never  dominated  by  it.  He  is  not  the 
city  type  who  looks  as  though  his 
pasty  skin  had  never  been  aired,  as 
though  a  ruthless  hand  had  crushed  a 
derby  onto  a  soft  head  and  smothered 
its  brains.  The  men  in  San  Francisco 
look  as  though  they  had  lived  in  all 
the  far  places  of  the  globe.  Everyone 
walks  about  as  though  he  had  selected 
his  clothes  for  comfort,  not  as  though 
they  had  been  assigned  to  him  by  con- 
vention. They  wear  big  hats  and  high 
boots,  uniforms  of  ships'  officers,  golf- 
ing togs,  loose  raglan  coats  and  soft 
hats.  Whatever  he  wears,  the  San 
Francisco  man  looks  like  a  real  person. 
His  skin  usually  shows  a  touch  of  sun. 
Often  his  conversation  does  too. 

I  LIKE  THE  WOMEN 

■  They,  like  the  men,  look  as  though 
they  had  chosen  their  clothes.  In  San 
Francisco  you  do  not  see  women,  as 
you  do  in  eastern  cities,  in  the  stand- 
ardized costume:  society  women,  shop 
girls,  recent  immigrants,  and  shoppers 
from  Podunk  all  in  the  same  dress  at 
varying  prices.  Here  women  are  in- 
dividual. A  woman  wears  furs  at  any 
season  if  she  is  more  aware  of  the  edge 
to  the  breeze  than  its  caress.  Women 
in  suits  and  low-heeled  shoes,  if  they 
are  native  San  Franciscans  and  used  to 
chill,  and  hills.  Women  in  sweaters, 
open-necked  shirts,  and  flat  shoes,  just 
off  the  links,  the  tennis  courts,  or  a 
yacht.  Women  as  smart  as  women  any- 
where, turned  out  in  the  last  smooth 
perfection  for  dinner  or  dance.  Young 
girls  of  rare  beauty  of  skin  and  color- 
ing, lovely  and  gay,  filled  with  eager- 
ness in  a  city  which  offers  all  the  snap 
and  sparkle  of  city,   all   the  sport  of     M 


by  Erna  Fergusson 

country  living.  Women,  like  men,  in 
San  Francisco,  have  an  air  of  being  in 
command  of  themselves.  They  dress  as 
they  wish,  and  they  always  look  well. 

I  LIKE  THE  TRAFFIC 

■  There  are  never,  or  almost  never, 
pushing  rude  crowds.  Even  in  the 
crowded  hours  there  is  room  in  which 
to  move  and  breathe.  Crowds  are 
cheerful.  At  the  busy  hour,  when 
office  workers  swarm  out  and  onto  the 
cars  and  ferries,  it  is  interesting  to 
compare  them  with  a  similar  crowd 
elsewhere.  Here  nobody  bawls  and 
pushes.  No  step-lively  signs.  Some- 
times a  city  dweller  from  somewhere 
else  pushes  for  place.  Others  make 
way  for  him  with  a  large  amused  toler- 
ance which  soon  subdues  him  to  walk 
quietly.  There  is  plenty  of  time.  Plenty 
of  space. 

On  the  ferry  there  are  seats  for 
hundreds.  Papers  for  sale.  Meals, 
shoe  shines,  candy  and  tricks.  In  the 
very  crowded  hour  people  may  stand, 
but  there  is  always  the  beauty  of  the 
bay  to  watch.  A  Norwegian  steamer 
passes,  rocking  the  ferry  on  long  slant- 
ing waves.  A  lumber  ship  bound  from 
Seattle  to  Mazatlan  rides  easily.  Two 
boys,  hair  blown  straight  up,  skim 
past  in  a  speed  boat.  The  great  slow 
hideous  bulk  of  the  city  garbage  boat 
plows  along.  The  towers  of  Oakland 
rise  in  front,  Berkeley  climbs  the  hills 
and  looks  down  on  its  Campanile.  The 
islands  reflect  the  glow  from  the 
Golden  Gate. 

In  the  city,  there  is  no  point  to  run- 
ning for  cars  or  pushing  to  get  aboard. 
Not  that  there  will  be  another  one 
along  in  a  minute,  but  that  they  come 
in  shoals.  On  Market  street  they  bear 
down  in  solid  phalanxes,  advancing 
four  abreast.  It  looks  as  though  they 
would  mow  down  pedestrians  like 
wheat.  But  no,  they  drz  spaced  just 
not  to  crush  you  between.  They  stop 
often,  men  on  foot  make  change,  con- 
ductors tell  you  where  they  dre  going 
and  what  they  think  you  had  better 
do  to  go  where  you  are  going.  Cour- 
teous. They  have  dealt  with  too  many 
Orientals  to  be  disturbed  by  any 
ordinary  kind  of  stranger. 

And  the  cable  cars!  The  timid  sit 
inside.  Intrepid  souls  or  native  San 
Franciscans  with  well  developed  ad- 
hesive properties,  sit  outside,  face  the 
whole  world  and  take  every  chance. 
You  climb  aboard.  The  gripman,  using 
more  strength  than  seems  human,  pulls 
great  levers.   It  moves.  A  conductor,       M 


pushing  through  in  the  good  old- 
fashioned  way,  collects  your  nickel. 
Here  it  is  a  blessed  nickel  and  not 
some  fancy  sum  like  seven  cents,  in- 
volving pennies,  change,  dropped 
coins,  curses,  and  all  manner  of  distress 
for  the  stranger.  The  car  starts.  Almost 
immediately  it  begins  to  climb.  Up  and 
up,  incredible  hills.  If  San  Francisco 
had  grown  more  slowly,  or  later,  they 
would  have  flattened  those  hills  on 
top  and  made  it  like  other  places.  As  it 
is,  San  Francisco  is  a  perpetual  roller 
coaster.  Going  up  is  thrilling  enough, 
watching  the  strength  of  the  motorman 
and  the  additional  pull  of  the  con- 
ductor on  the  brake.  But  coming  down! 
Careening  over  the  hills,  up  and  down, 
around  curves  (Hold  on  lady,  says  the 
conductor)  with  a  swerve  which  would 
throw  off  the  unwary,  and  long  head- 
long plunges  down  narrow  streets, 
paved  with  brick  because  no  car  could 
stay  on  asphalt  on  such  an  incline,-  and 
then  the  quiet  sure  stopping  whenever 
the  motorman  wishes.  I  like  cars  in  San 
Francisco. 

|  LIKE  THE  AIR 

■  The  air  has  always  a  jewel-like 
irridescence.  On  cleardays,  so-called, 
it  is  shot  with  light  like  an  opal.  A  sun- 
set behind  the  Golden  Gate  gives  it 
the  deep  warm  glow  of  a  Mexican 
opal.  On  misty  days,  cloudy  days, 
foggy  days  it  takes  on  the  soft  milky 
tones  of  moon-stones.  Blue  and  gray. 
At  night,  from  the  top  of,  say  Tele- 
graph Hill,  one  gets  the  deeper  tones 
of  Australian  black  opals.  Mysterious 
flashing  green  and  blue  lights  with  fire 
in  the  depths  of  the  water  where  long 
lines  of  lights  reach  out  from  the  ferry 
slips. 

I  LIKE  THE  HILLS 

■  The  high  buildings  are  reaching 
up,  now,  almost  to  the  height  of  the 
hills.  San  Francisco  is  a  city,  and  it 
must  grow,  as  American  cities  grow, 
into  stupendous  height  of  buildings. 
But  its  towers  stand  against  mountains, 
and  its  growth  is,  by  a  very  gracious 
God,  limited.  Only  this  peninsula, 
nothing  more.  From  the  ferries  on  the 
east  to  the  tip  of  the  peninsula  where 
seals  roll  around  to  watch  shipping 
steam  through  the  Golden  Gate,  and 
back  to  the  hills,  and  that  is  all.  No 
possible  way  to  spread  into  the 
sprawling  ugliness  which  threatens 
most  towns.  A  self-contained  beauti- 
ful city. 

I  LIKE  SAN  FRANCISCO. 


/ 


SAN     FRANCISCO     ART     ASSOCIATION 


"Chester,"  the  sculptured  head 
reproduced  above  at  the  left, 
was  awarded  the  First  prize  in 
sculpture  at  the  San  Francisco 
Art  Association  Annual  Exhi- 
bition. It  is  by  Sargent  Johnson, 
a  negro,  whose  work  has  won 
him  recognition  in  New  York 
where  it  has  received  Harmon 
awards  the  past  three  years. 

"Girl's  Head"  by  Arnold 
Blanch,  above  at  the  right,  re- 
ceived the  First  Anne  Bremer 
Memorial  Prize  in  the  same 
exhibition.  It  is  a  beautifully 
sensitive  painting  and  one  oF 
the  truly  outstanding  canvases 
in  the  show.  It  was  posed  For  by 
Phyllis  De  Lapp,  who  also  was 
the  model  for  "Girl  Seated," 
also  by  Blanch,  which  was 
awarded  the  California  Palace 
of  the  Legion  of  Honor  Pur- 
chase Prize.  Blanch  returns  this 
summer  to  Woodstock  in  New 
York  from  where  he  came  to 
teach  at  the  California  School 
of  Fine  Arts. 

"Bathers"  by  Nelson  Poole, 
below,  was  one  of  the  distinc- 
tive paintings  in  the  Annual 
exhibition.  It  was  hung  on  the 
same  wall  as  the  first  prize 
painting  "Prison  Riot"  by  Ross 
Moffett. 


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JUNE,  1931 


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assing  onows 

With  a  Brief  Post  Mortem  of  the  Annual 

by  Aline  Kistler 


WITH  a  Beaux  Arts  membership 
campaign  launched  by  a  "kick- 
off"  dinner,  the  current  show- 
ing of  Old  Masters  by  Gump's  and  the 
inauguration  of  a  "flower  show"  at  the 
California  Palace  of  the  Legion  of 
Honor.  San  Francisco  closes  its  1 930- 
3  I  art  season  and  formulates  plans  for 
next  fall.  The  season  just  past  has 
been  a  colorful  and  eventful  one.  New 
factors  have  changed  the  local  situa- 
tion, fresh  impetus  has  been  given  the 
galleries  by  newly  awakened  enthusi- 
asms— and  the  city  finds  itself  in  a 
period  of  transition  from  its  former 
complacency  to  a  possible  future  ac- 
tivity. 

The  Fifty-third  Annual  Exhibition 
of  the  San  Francisco  Art  Association 
was  disillusioning.  Its  intentions  were 
of  the  best.  It  aggregated  four  hundred 
and  eighty-two  ostensible  works  of 
art  representative  of  the  work  of  two 
hundred  and  seventy-five  artists — and 
high  hopes  were  held  on  to  until  four 
consecutive  weeks  of  exhibition  finally 
convinced  even  the  reluctant  ones  that 
the  year  in  art,  as  represented  by  the 
exhibition,  could  well  be  counted  out. 
The  final  curtain  was  rung  on  pos- 
sible enthusiasm  when  the  California 
School  of  Fine  Arts  held  its  annual 
student's  exhibition  and  it  was  found 
that  the  students'  show  was  fully  as 
interesting  if  not  more  so  than  that  of 
the  practicing  artists.  It  was  a  bitter 
dose,  and  swallowed  with  hesitance, 
to  be  forced  to  acknowledge  that  with 
the  exception  of  a  very  few  of  the  east- 
ern paintings  and  even  fewer  of  the 
California  works,  the  experiments  of 
the  students  held  fully  as  much  vitality 
and  meaning  as  the  general  run  of 
supposedly  mature  work. 

The  obvious  conclusion  must  be 
that  the  chief  asset  of  the  modernism 
championed  by  those  wielding  selec- 
tive power  for  the  Association  rests  in 
the  form  rather  than  the  content  of  the 
art  being  produced.  This  form  can  be. 
and  is  being,  assimilated  by  the  art 
students  who.  with  their  fresh  agility, 
can  quickly  rival  the  work  of  older 
artists.  And  when  one  looks  for  the 
accomplishment  of  maturity,  the  con- 
tribution to  art  that  one  expects  of  the 
artist  of  whom  we  have  a  right  to  ex- 
pect some  additional  statement  of 
beauty,  one  is  disappointed.  For  these 
older  artists  have  been  chiefly  con- 
cerned with  the  mechanics  of  modern- 
ism and  have  somehow  forgotten  that 


an  artist  is  supposed  to  have  something 
to  say. 

THE  controversies  aroused  by  the 
Association  show  formed  the  most 
encouraging  aspect  of  the  exhibi- 
tion. They  showed,  at  least,  that  the 
public  is  beginning  to  be  unwilling  to 
take  what  is  prescribed  for  it  lying 
down.  There  was  possibly  a  greater 
participating  interest  in  the  recent 
showing  than  in  any  other  exhibition 
of  the  year — if  so,  what  does  it  matter 
that  the  work  shown  was  negligible? 

Of  the  comments  called  forth  by 
the  jumbled  dynamics  that  composed 
"Prison  Riot"  by  Ross  Moffett,  first 
choice  of  Diego  Rivera,  Edward  Bruce 
and  other  members  of  the  jury  of 
awards,  one  of  the  most  analytical  was 
that  of  the  man  who  said: 

"If  Moffett  presented  this  painting 
to  me  as  proof  of  his  having  learned 
the  mechanics  of  painting  and  com- 
position. I  should  grant  him  a  degree 
on  the  face  of  it.  He  has  successfully 
handled  a  square  to  give  it  the  feeling 
of  a  cube.  He  has  solved  the  problem 
of  placing  a  pyramid  in  the  center 
counterbalanced  with  interrelated  sur- 
faces. He  has  started  a  curve,  halted  it 
with  angular  form — in  short,  he  has 
presented  all  the  elements  of  painting. 
But  he  has  not  produced  a  work  of 
art." 

Truly  the  Legion  of  Honor  is  to 
be  complimented  on  its  wisdom  in 
selecting  the  sensitively  painted  "Girl 
Seated"  by  Arnold  Blanch  for  its  pur- 
chase prize  rather  than  this  epitome  of 
French  experimentation  from  Cezanne 
to  Chirico  which  was  the  favorite  of 
the  jury. 

The  sculpture  in  the  Annual  was  so 
negligible  that  most  people  were  not 
even  aware  that  there  were  thirty  pieces 
of  sculpture  shown.  Being,  for  the 
most  part,  stylized  in  a  heavy  modern 
mold,  with  surfaces  that  spoke  of 
volume  and  little  more,  the  sculptured 
pieces  took  on  the  anonymity  of  fur- 
niture. 

These  same  local  sculptors  probably 
are  sniffing  at  the  sculpture  of  Urbici 
Soler  now  on  view  at  the  Palace.  Let 
them  sniff.  There  is  a  vital  something 
to  these  aracuan  types  and  portrait 
heads  that  will  outlive  the  styled  sim- 
plicities and  forced  ponderance  of  most 
local  work. 

Soler  is  an  artist  of  unusual  purpose. 
Having  taught  in  Munich,  following 


THE  CRITIC 


GRUEN  STUDI 
by  Ivor  Rose 


his  student  days  there,  he  was  sought 
by  Buenos  Aires.  There  his  work  met 
with  such  response  that  he  found  him- 
self burdened  with  commissions. 
Then,  in  the  very  height  of  his  popular 
success,  he  decided  that  he  was  becom- 
ing a  "bourgoise  maker  of  statues" 
rather  than  a  free  artist.  So  he  deserted 
the  city  that  was  tossing  gold  into  his 
lap,  and  went  into  the  forests  of  Peru 
and  Chile  where  he  buried  himself  to 
do  creative  work.  From  this  revolt 
came  the  renewed  artistic  purpose 
which  has  taken  him  from  one  frontier 
to  another  to  study  the  Indian  races  of 
the  Americas — serving  his  only  mas- 
ter. Art. 

ECONOMIC  tension  is  forcing  people 
to  turn  to  the  arts  for  release  and 
relaxation.  On  every  hand  is  con- 
crete evidence  that  the  public  at  large 
is  actively  seeking  aesthetic  experiences 
— and  while  this  is  encouraging  to  the 
future  vitality  of  art,  it  may  mean 
little  to  most  practicing  artists  because 
when  people  go  out  in  search  of  art 
they  are  more  exacting  than  when  it  is 
"sold"  to  them,  catering  to  their  vanity 
and  pride  in  being  considered  "patrons 
of  art." 

The   spectacular   methods   recently 

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Racket 


Written  on  Departure  from  Miami  attheCloseof  the  Season 


BEAUTIFUL  Miami,  the  Paradise  of 
Racketeers!  The  races  are  over, 
the  last  Jai-Alai  (Hi-Li)  game 
has  been  paid.  The  money  lenders 
have  packed  up  their  wallets  and 
handbags  and  moved  elsewhere,  the 
ladies  of  pleasure  and  gentlemen  of 
the  same  are  out  hunting  auto  rides  to 
a  new  season,  and  the  racket  racket  is 
somewhat  easing  up  in  the  Florida  re- 
sorts. I  say  somewhat  easing  up  be- 
cause it  won't  ease  up  completely,  but 
only  wane  and  gather  momentum  for 
a  new  outbreak,  for  "we  see  by  the 
papers"  that  Miami  intends  to  have  a 
"season"  this  summer  also.  God  help 
the  natives!  I  don't  know  which  is 
worse  for  them,  a  season,  or  a  lack  of 
one.  One  forgets  too  quickly  the 
dreadful  hurricane  of  1926  which 
killed  a  couple  of  thousands  of  people 
and  did  vast  commercial  damage.  Be- 
yond the  actual  destruction  of  tangi- 
bles, the  hurricane  has  wrecked  sub- 
sequent seasons.  Much  was  expected 
of  the  winter  just  past  in  the  way  of 
building  up  the  long  battered  re- 
sources of  Miami,  but  the  depression 
increased  instead  of  lessening  and 
reached  its  peak  about  February, 
which  under  "normal"  conditions 
would  have  been  its  height. 

Unless  you  belong  to  the  doers  in 
this  town,  you  belong  to  the  dones. 
Every  man  who  can  think  at  all 
thinks  out  a  racket  and  promptly  per- 
petrates it.  You  might  expect  the 
placid  negro  who  "ain't  nothin'  "  to 
be  a  negative  element,  but  not  so.  His 
effortless  existence  is  a  marvel  of 
rackets! 

There  is  the  peanut  racket,  to  be- 
gin with;  the  song  sheet  racket,  the 
puppy-peddling  racket,  these  are  the 
mildest  of  the  "Main  Street"  rackets. 
Of  more  nefarious  rackets.  I  remain 
discreetly  silent,  although  there  are 
others  who  might  care  to  shout  about 
them.  "This  has  been  a  very  bad 
winter."  say  the  natives.  Well.  well. 
There  weren't  quite  enough  victims 
for  all  the  racketeers. 

No  price  is  fixed.  You  enter  a  store, 
you  bargain,  you  emerge  with  your 
article  at  your  price  if  you've  been 
astute  enough,  at  theirs  if  you've  been 
merely  the  first  two  letters.  The  apart- 
ment hunter  will  be  charged  just  as 
much  as  he  gives  signs  of  paying.  The 
idea,  confided  one  apartment  house 
owner  to  me,  is  to  get  as  much  cash 


by  Elizabeth  Myatt 

as  possible,  hence  the  habit  of  collect- 
ing the  whole  season's  rental  at  one 
time  if  humanly  and  physically  pos- 
sible without  actual  assault  and  bat- 
tery. However,  if  you  have  a  "sal- 
ary." you  belong  to  the  elite  and  will 
be  unmolested.  This  same  individual 
told  me  that  he  would  rent  his  hun- 
dred dollar  apartment  for  sixty,  or 
even  fifty-five  to  a  wage  earner,  be- 
cause, he  said,  jobs  are  so  scarce,  and 
besides,  "these  winter  people,  you 
can't  ever  tell  how  much  they  have." 

CASH  is  the  only  medium  of  ex- 
change. Cheques  are  impossible 
to  cash,  and  if  you  finally  are 
lucky  enough  to  get  some  action  you 
are  penalized  by  a  fee.  Banks  aren't 
trusted.  The  surplus  cash  of  Miami- 
ans  goes  into  the  Post  Office.  I  haven't 
seen  a  silver  dollar  since  I  was  in  New 
York.  Your  change  is  given  in  paper. 
I  doubt  if  any  bank  in  town  could 
produce  a  silver  dollar,  even  at  the 
point  of  a  machine  gun.  But  then  I 
doubt  if  any  bank  in  town  could  pro- 
duce much,  anyhow,  machine  gun 
notwithstanding. 

The  political  situation  arises  at 
times  to  a  polite  brawl,  which  cannot 
be  soft-pedaled  until  the  summer  but 
must  burst  its  bonds  every  so  often. 
Invectives  are  hurled  in  print  and 
otherwise  and  a  continual  side-show 
carried  on  for  the  visitor.  The  enter- 
tainment is  not  intentional.  It  merely 
goes  on  because  somebody  can't  keep 
still  at  a  given  moment  and  brings  the 
accumulated  wrath  of  the  whole  out- 
fit into  the  open  again.  The  ins  are 
at  outs  with  the  outs  and  the  outs  are 
trying  to  get  back  in  again,  which,  of 
course,  is  really  the  crux  of  any  so- 
called  political  situation.  A  certain 
public  utility  which  is  said  to  be  pri- 
vately owned  by  the  ins  is  believed  to 
be  getting  too  much  gravy  for  the 
good  of  the  taxpayers,  and  the  outs 
are  trying  to  rescue  their  fellow  citi- 
zens. What  improvement  their  instal- 
lation in  the  high-chairs  of  adminis- 
tration would  be.  only  time  can  tell. 
At  present  Miami  is  still  suffering 
from  the  effects  of  the  boom,  boom 
taxes  on  boom  improvements.  The 
miles  of  beautiful  unused  streets  have 
bankrupted  the  owners  of  the  rows  of 
beautiful  and  now  unused  houses. 
Fine  bridges  have  broken  the  river 
front    dwellers.    The    sound    of    the 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

hammer  is  not  heard  in  Miami. 
Should  a  building  permit  appear,  it 
only  means  that  the  next  day,  or  the 
day  after  that,  a  man  will  walk  out. 
put  a  board  over  a  hole  and  walk  in 
again.  After  that,  the  permit  can 
come  down. 

The  feud  with  California  is  worth 
mentioning.  The  inevitable  question. 
"Where  are  you  from?"  (everyone  is 
from  somewhere  here )  and  my  reply, 
"California."  brings  a  response  of 
childish  hostility.  The  Miamian 
wants  your  nickel,  however,  no  mat- 
ter where  you  are  from.  When  he  has 
procured  that,  you  can  be  on  your 
way,  unless,  of  course,  you  have  some 
more  nickels. 

WITH  relief.  I.  too.  pack  my 
bags  and  prepare  to  depart, 
having  lingered  too  long  al- 
ready in  my  curiosity  to  see  what  the 
town  would  look  like  with  all  its  big 
hotels  closed,  all  the  souvenir  shops 
vacated,  the  used  car  lots  empty,  the 
song  sheet  vendors  gone.  With  the 
advent  of  April  and  May.  the  season 
is  officially  ended.  Rents  are  cut  in 
half  on  that  date,  to  be  doubled  again 
in  November.  The  whole  trouble 
with  this  year's  season  has  been  that 
more  than  the  usual  crowd  of  resort 
parasites  and  all  the  adjuncts  and  ap- 
purtenances thereto  arrived  in  full 
force  and  hungrier  than  ever,  due  to 
their  dull  business  in  other  climes. 
These  wolves  licked  their  jowls  and 
waited  until  the  too.  too  few  Little 
Red  Riding  Hoods  appeared.  How- 
ever, when  they  appeared,  they  were 
racketeering  too,  and  the  resulting 
flourish  was  a  game  of  nickel  nickel 
who's  got  the  nickel  played  to  the 
death. 

I  depart.  If  you  want  to  see  a  city 
which  is  like  no  other  in  the  United 
States  at  present,  but  which  will  be 
like  Los  Angeles  in  a  few  years,  with 
luck  (?),  go  to  Miami,  but  I  warn 
you.  leave  most  of  your  bankroll  be- 
hind (if  you  have  any),  and  be  sure 
to  let  on  that  you're  an  old  timer  in 
Miami  (four  years  is  equal  to  five 
generations  background  in  any  other 
community),  allow  it  to  be  known 
that  you  have  a  salary,  and  you'll  get 
out  with  at  least  the  skin  on  your 
back. 

FAREWELL.  Beautiful  Miami.  Your 
weather  is  heavenly  and  your  skies 
unfailingly  blue.  Your  air  is  like 
warm  milk,  but  your  mosquitos.  your 
rainstorms,  your  high  winds  and 
your  racketeers  sort  of  clutter  up  your 
horizon.  Here  I  go  to  catch  my  train 
north,  thank  God  (and  be  gypped  by 
the  taxi-man  as  a  final  flourish). 


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Hill.  Here  the  exotic,  tantalizing  dance  of  Spain 
and  the  Argentine  reigns  supreme.  In  Peacock 
Court  at  the  Mark  Hopkins,  the  return  of  Anson 
Weeks  from  a  triumphant  request  tour  of  Southern 
California  is  celebrated  with  fresh  enthusiasm  for 
the  tango  as  played  by  his  marvelous  orchestra. 
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adopted  by  Beaux  Arts  may  bring  the  very 
response  and  increase  in  membership  they  hope 
for.  At  least  they  will  reach  a  public  that  has 
long  been  neglected,  that  public  which  re- 
sponds to  "drives"  and  slogans  and  "kick-off" 
dinners. 

San  Francisco  is  promised  a  deluge  of 
French  modernism.  It  had  a  foretaste  the  past 
season  in  the  Chirico.  Pascin.  and  other  shows 
at  the  Legion  Palace  and  downtown  galleries. 
Augustus  Pollack's  recent  showing  at  the  Art 
Center  of  paintings  and  drawings  he  brought 
back  from  Paris  keyed  in  with  the  growing 
interest  and  the  current  showing  of  Dietz 
Edzard  and  Emil  Lahnor  at  Gump's  finds  a 
definite  public  eager  for  that  type  of  painting. 
However  it  is  doubtful  whether,  even  yet.  the 
public  for  French  Moderns  is  anywhere  nearly 
so  large  as  that  which  eagerly  goes  to  see  the 
Old  Masters  brought  here  by  Richard  Gump 

And  quite  in  line  with  the  awakened  interest 
in  old  masters,  comes  the  request  for  coopera- 
tion from  an  authority  in  Holland  who  is 
searching  for  information  concerning  paintings 
and  drawings  by  the  Dutch  master.  Hendrick 
Avercamp.  the  "mute  of  Kampen"  (1595- 
1663).  a  painter  of  winter  scenes.  This 
authority  knows  of  only  four  works  in  the 
United  States  but  believes  that  there  must  be 
more  in  this  country.  It  is  to  the  interest  of 
all  owners  of  work  by  this  Dutch  master  that 
the  prospective  publication  be  as  complete  and 
accurate  as  possible  so  that  full  justice  will  be 
given  to  both  the  painter  and  the  owners  of 
his  work.  Information  concerning  any  of  the 
work  of  Hendrick  Avercamp  may  be  addressed 

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The  Art  of  Revolt 

Continued  from  page  7 
them  have  become  famous  or  wealthy  or  both. 
Then  sigh  reminiscently  and  half  but  not 
wholly  resignedly.  Speak  of  Paris  with  a  kind 
of  wistful  regret  and  longing.  When  with 
someone  else's  husband,  disparage  your  own  by 
calling  him  "good"  and  "kind." 

The  advance  guard  of  Revolt  B  is.  of 
course,  subhead  2  (Not  Married ) .  They 
usually  come  by  twos.  It  is  customary  for  the 
male  to  be  rather  lean  and  with  a  burning  eye. 
He  is  not  to  wear  a  hat  unless  it  be  a  black  one. 
He  is  never  to  wear  a  tie.  A  shirt  open  at  the 
throat  is  the  preferred  symbol.  The  female  will 
always  wear  sandals  instinctively  so  that  no 
directions  need  be  given  her.   The 

They  are  not  to  live  in  a  house  because 
houses  smack  of  matrimony:  neither  are  they 
to  dwell  in  an  apartment  because  apartments 
are  filled  with  the  sort  of  people  who  are 
married.  A  shack  on  the  side  of  a  hill  is  almost 
necessary  to  manage  successfully  Revolt  B  un- 
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of  pillows  so  that  guests  may  sit  on  the  floor 
and  imbibe  the  breath  of  liberty  which  is  cold 
and  settles  near  the  ground.  This  is  about  all 
that  is  required  for  the  furnishings  except  that 
there  should  always  be  a  pile  of  dirty  dishes  in 
the  kitchen  to  denote  emancipation. 

In  case  of  accident  or  other  Act  of  God. 
uoalh.  do  not  run,  to  the  nearest  J.  P.  If  your 
friends  are  so  rude  as  to  laugh,  swear  fervently 
that  you  still  hold  to  your  principles  even 
though  appearances  are  against  you. 

THE  enthusiast  kills  religion  with  a  sermon, 
the  revolter  with  a  smile.  And  that  is  the 
essence  of  Revolt  C.  No  costume,  no  special 
domicile  is  needed.  You  are  chiefly  to  be 
equipped  with  a  restrained  irony.  It  is  not 
necessary  to  make  speeches  unless  mortification 
is  setting  in  without  them.  The  main  thing  is 
to  radiate  destruction  like  ultra-violet  rays. 

Do  not  remain  away  from  churches  or  other 
edifices  of  established  religion:  for  to  ignore 
them  is  to  compliment  them.  No,  the  thing  to 
do  is  to  go  to  them  all.  Let  everyone  see  you 
there.  If  they  don't  see  you.  tell  them  about  it 
later.  Convey  the  impression  that  you  go  as 
others  go  to  the  theater  or  to  wrestling  matches. 
When  people  speak  of  their  dogmas  and  beliefs, 
do  not  weaken  your  case  by  altercation.  Simply 
smile  that  ineffable,  that  wise,  iconoclastic, 
deity-denying  smile.  You  will  find  it  very 
effective,  for  people  in  these  days  are  a  bit 
touchy  about  their  gods. 

FOR  REVOLT  D — Artistic,  you  have  to  have 
a  conviction  of  genius  and  a  hammer.  The 
first  is  to  guarantee  your  enthusiasm  for 
your  own  work;  the  second  is  to  dispose  of 
the  work  of  others.  As  to  uniform,  the  main 
thing  is  to  look  as  little  like  an  artist  as  pos- 
sible. For  the  revolt  against  art  nowadays  is 
also  a  revolt  against  the  popular  conception  of 
the  artist.  The  masses  have  at  last  convinced 
artists  and  rebels  against  art  that  they  ought 
to  look  like  everybody  else  or  more  so.  Long 
hair,  flowing  ties,  open  shirts,  smocks  and 
batiks  are  passe.  If  you  have  an  irresistible 
impulse  towards  them  you  should  do  your 
revolting  under  B — Matrimonial  and  subhead 
2   (Not  Married) . 

Having  succeeded  in  your  impersonation  of 
a  human  being  and  having  settled  down  in  a 
comfortable  house  or  apartment  of  the  kind 
formerly  shunned  by  artists  and  revolters 
against  art,  you  are  ready.  If  you  are  a  painter 
or  a  sculptor,  go  to  all  the  exhibitions.  In  the 
galleries  where  the  art  of  the  past  is  displayed 
or  where  there  is  conventional  art.  the  method 
most  in  vogue  is  to  walk  rapidly  down  one  side 
and  up  the  other,  glancing  briefly  at  each 
canvas  or  figure.  Then  leave.  Thus  you  will 
have  registered  your  estimate. 

When  the  art  or  the  literature  of  the  past,  or 
conventional  art  or  literature  is  mentioned, 
always  say.  "Yes,  very  fine.  .  .  in  its  day  .  .  ." 
with  that  inimitable  tapering  off  at  the  end  of 
the  phrase,  that  godlike  dismissal  that  can  be 
expressed  in  writing  only  by  dots.  Or  else  re- 
mark. "Smith?  Oh,  yes,  one  of  the  older  men 
isn't  he?" 

These,  however,  are  the  negative  aspects. 
Your  real  demonstration  lies  in  your  own 
work.  Here  you  have  a  chance  to  express  every- 
thing at  one  fell  swoop  .  .  .  your  contempt  for 
the  past,  your  boredom  at  the  conventions  of 
the  moment,  your  conviction  of  genius,  your 
charter  membership  in  the  revolt.  If  you  are  a 
painter,  you  will  find  it  difficult  to  put  all  that 
in  the  two  dimensions  usually  permitted  the 
art.  The  thing  to  do,  then,  is  to  ignore  this 
limitation  and  to  go  at  once  into  the  fourth 
dimension.  You  will  be  surprised  at  what  this 
will  do  to  your  canvases.  Instead  of  portraying 
mere  externals,  or  doing  mere  camera-work. 
you  will  now  be  able  to  present  the  essence,  the 
"innards."    to   use  a   vulgarism,    of  life. 

Poets  in  revolt  can't  do  much  in  the  matter 
of  dimension  but  they  have  ample  room  for 
romping  in  lower  and  upper  case  type.  A  few 
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LOPIKAM 


L.OPIKANA — you'll  call  him  Jimmy,  for  short — 
thinks  everybody  goes  to  Hawaii  just  for  golf. 
Being  a  caddy  at  Waialae,  he  hears  nothing  but  golf 
talk.  "Best  turf  I  ever  used  a  brassie  on."  "My  game's 
picking  up  in  this  climate."  "I  do  love  a  scenic  course." 
Golf  is  fine  —  but  don't  forget  surf-riding  at  Waikiki ! 
And  volcanoes  to  explore!  And  fresh  pineapple  and 
velvety  papaia  to  eat!  Sure  enough,  this  is  the  Paradise 
of  the  Pacific !  .  .  .  Sail  from  San  Francisco  on  the  lux- 
urious Malolo  and  less  than  five  days  later  you're  in 
Honolulu.  The  Malolo  leads  a  fleet  of  splendid  liners 
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Barbary  Coast 

Continued  from  pane  14 

established  families  and  built  homes,  which 
they  located  on  the  hills  to  the  west  and  south 
of  the  water  front  and  Montgomery  street. 

San  Francisco,  in  fine,  gradually  outgrew 
the  ways  and  recreations  of  the  gold  rush  days. 
It  abandoned  the  haunts  and  habits  of  its  hectic 
first  years.  That  is.  certain  resorts,  grouped  in 
central  and  lower  North  Beach,  were  left  to 
those  whose  ideas  of  recreation  and  a  good  time 
remained  elemental.  This  section  ultimately 
became  known  as  Barbary  Coast,  and  so  The 
Coast  was  a  replica  and  hang-over  of  San 
Francisco  during  the  famed  gold  rush. 

For  many  years  The  Coast  flourished  as  the 
hunting  ground  and  habitat  of  gamblers,  card 
sharks,  hop  heads,  shyster  politicians,  under- 
world worthies,  shanghaiers.  hoodlums,  dope 
peddlers  and  ladies  of  easy  virtue  or  no  virtue 
at  all.  Its  resorts  catered  to  the  sailor  in  port, 
water  front  denizens,  the  riff-raff  of  a  seaport 
city.  Such  gentlemen  preferred  (and  still  pre- 
fer) their  liquor  raw  and  straight:  their  food 
in  quantity.  As  to  women,  they  are  easily 
satisfied,  and  of  their  feminine  companions, 
make  no  subtle  demands. 

In  the  motley  throng  of  Barbary  Coast, 
there  were,  to  be  sure,  unique  personalities, 
and  some  of  its  resorts  were  not  without  in- 
terest. There  were,  for  instance,  The  Midway. 
The  Thalia.  The  Whale.  The  Hippodrome. 
The  Moulin  Rouge  or  Red  Mill.  There  were 
Oofty-Goofty.  Big  Bertha,  Cowboy  Mag.  The 
Lady  of  The  Galloping  Cow.  The  Congo 
King.  Red  Kelly.  Bottle  Koenig  and  Bottle 
Meyer.  For  one  reason  or  another  these  people 
and  places  were  amusing  and  interesting,  and 
so  The  Coast  served  very  well  when  the  native 
San  Franciscan  wanted  to  go  slumming,  or  in 
his  more  callow  youth  was  seized  with  the 
desire  to  sow  a  few  wild  oats. 

THIS  old  Barbary  Coast  is  no  more.  Reform 
prophesied  its  doom:  prohibition  sealed  it. 
It  is  completely  stripped  of  red  lights  and 
glamor.  Its  resorts  have  been  converted  into 
garages,  warehouses,  quick  lunch  counters  and 
speakeasies.  Only  two  structures  remain  to 
give  the  rising  generation  any  idea  of  The 
Coast  in  its  heyday.  These  are  the  padlocked 
wrecks  of  The  Hippodrome  and  Red  Mill  on 
Pacific  street,  just  below  Kearney. 

The  Red  Mill  is  in  the  best  state  of  preserva- 
tion, and  is  easily  identified  by  a  series  of  bas 
reliefs  in  plaster,  adorning  its  recessed  lobby, 
and  the  figure  of  a  crumbling  sprite  upon  a 
delapidated  half  moon,  surmounting  the  en- 
trance. The  bas  reliefs,  depicting  th:  gay  gam- 
bols of  satyrs  and  wood  nymphs,  are  the  work 
of  the  recently  deceased  Arthur  Putnam.  Put- 
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universally  proclaimed  the  greatest  of  con- 
temporary animal  sculptors,  and  his  animal 
studies  are  chief  among  the  treasures  of  the 
Legion  of  Honor  Palace.  He  did  the  panels 
for  the  Red  Mill  about  1912.  and  was  more 
than  thankful  to  have  the  job  because  he  was 
broke  at  the  time. 

Originally  the  figures  in  question  were  nude. 
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that  they  be  decently  clothed.  They  were,  as 
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Continued  from  page  25 

capital  letters  sprinkled  judiciously  in  the 
middle  and  amputated  at  the  beginning  of 
sentences  will  lend  a  pleasing  whimsicality.  A 
further  method  is  to  put  the  first  stanza  last 
and  to  omit  the  last.  It  is  also  possible  to  ar- 
range the  whole  poem  in  an  interesting  pattern 
on  the  paper. 

In  general,  and  whatever  your  art.  when 
revolting  under  D.  be  enigmatic.  It  will  not 
do  in  these  parlous  times  to  disclose  what  you 
mean.  Others  have  done  that  and  they  are 
being  revolted  against.  Put  your  trust  in  riddles 
— they  will  give  people  so  much  to  do  that 
they  won't  have  time  for  counter-rebellion. 
And  you  will  be  free  to  revolt  to  your  art's 
content. 

THERE  are  some  whose  symptoms  may  not 
be  provided  for  under  A.  B.  C.  or  D.  They 
will  find  themselves  taken  care  of  under  a 
further  classification  known  as  E — Cosmic,  or 
Chronic  Revolt.  This  is  a  kind  of  thirty- 
second  degree  in  the  revolting  art  and  the 
details  cannot  be  made  public  just  now. 


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Continued  from  page  1.5 

nothing  of  the  secret  image,  leaving  no  alter- 
native except  the  tragic  declamation  which  is 
the  climax. 

The  Sonnets  of  Frederick  Goddard  Tuikerman 

Edited  by  Witter  Bynncr 

(Alfred  A.  Knopf) 

OF  Tuckerman,  Witter  Bynner  says  in 
his  introduction:  "He  is  a  poet  perma- 
nently important  in  any  literature." 
After  reading  the  collection  of  over  a  hundred 
sonnets  one  wonders  for  what  conceivable 
reason  they  have  been  for  so  long  overlooked. 
They  seem  to  have  escaped  anthologists  and 
critics  in  spite  of  the  favorable  way  they  com- 
pare with  the  work  of  Tuckerman's  contem- 
poraries. Many  of  them,  indeed,  sound  quite  as 
modern  as  Symons.  Masefield  or  Edna  Millay. 
They  are  sonnets  of  strong  images,  sincere 
integrity  to  himself  and  nature,  together  with 
a  poignant  passion  to  be  kin  to  the  final  beauty 
of  living.  There  is  nothing  of  fictitiousness  to 
be  found  in  any  of  his  lines,  and  little  of 
humor. 

Diry  of  Sylvia  McNeely 

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Here  is  the  literary  product  of  a  nine-year- 
old  which  "rates  as  a  feminine  Tom  Sawyer." 
Sylvia  turns  her  youthful  spotlight  on  reli- 
gion, the  industrial  system,  education  and  lit- 
erature in  a  manner  that  is.  to  at  least  one 
member  of  her  public,  delightful. 

Sincerely  and  with  much  misspelling  Sylvia 
sets  down  the  facts  of  her  life.  Her  Sunday 
School  teacher  "is  vary  thankful  of  God.  but 
she  is  vary  homely."  Sundays  can.  however, 
"be  born  with  because  of  ice  cream  with  chock- 
let  soss." 

Her  reflections  are  original,  her  convictions 
firm  and  her  humor  husky.  If  you  wish  to 
brush  up  on  your  pre-adolescent  self,  the  in- 
formation is  to  be  had  first  hand  from  Syl- 
via's unexpurgated  "Diry." 


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iving  wonders  of 
the  world  1  /  / 


REDWOOD 
EMPIRE 
TOUR 

Forest  giants  towering  more 
than  350  feet  into  the  sky  .  .  . 
Monarchs  that  have  outlived  30 
centuries  .  .  . 

You  pass  through  their  midst 
for  100  miles  on  the  REDWOOD 
EMPIRE  TOUR— Northwestern 
Pacific  Railroad  to  Eureka,  and 
thence  luxurious  glass-topped  mo- 
tor coach  to  Grants  Pass. 

When  you  journey  betweenCal- 
ifornia  and  the  Northwest — Ore- 
gon, Washington,  British  Colum- 
bia— you  can  take  the  Redwood 
Empire  Tour  en  route.  And  on 
trips  between  California  and  the 
East,  travel  by  way  of  Portland, 
so  that  you  can  enjoy  this  unique 
travel  experience. 

Holders  of  tickets  over  the 
Southern  Pacific  "Shasta  Route" 
between  San  Francisco  and  Port- 
land pay  only  $10.40  additional 
fare  for  this  Redwood  Empire 
Tour. 

Ask  for  new  illustrated  book- 
let, "Redwood  Empire  Tour." 

Northwestern  Pacific 

Redwood  Empire  Route 

Ticket   Offices:    Ferry   Building   and 

65   Geary   Street,   San   Francisco 

Telephone :    DAvenport   4070 


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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Reigning  Dynasty 

Continued  from  page  4 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Xewbold  Lawrence  (Mali- 
anna  Casserly)  will  come  to  California  some  time  in 
June  For  a  visit.  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Lawrence  live  in 
New   York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Brooks  Walker  and  their  two  chil- 
dren will  arrive  from  the  East  in  June  and  will  visit 
with  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Percy  J.  Walker.  Since  last 
November  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Brooks  Walker  have  been 
living  in  Detroit. 

Mrs.  Horace  Bradford  Clifton  has  been  chosen  as 
chairman  of  the  Woman's  Committee  of  the  San 
Francisco  Opera  Association. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Lent  and  Miss  Elizabeth 
Lent  will  pass  the  summer  at  their  country  place  in 
Woodside. 

Miss  Sara  Coffin  is  at  her  home  in  Ross  but  plans 
to  go  to  Santa  Barbara  soon  for  the  summer. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Dunphy  and  their  daugh- 
ters are  established   at   Menlo   Park   for  the  season. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wilson  Meyer  have  returned  to 
their  home  in  West  Clay  Park  after  a  six  weeks' 
trip  through  the  East. 

Mrs.  Harold  K.  Faber  gave  a  luncheon  at  the 
Woman's  Athletic  Club  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Olney 
Girard.    who   recently    returned    from    Europe. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Joseph  D.  Grant  have  returned  to 
San  Francisco  after  a  six  weeks'  stay  in  New  York. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Herman  Phleger  are  spending  the 
summer   in    San    Rafael. 

Mrs.  George  Dearborn  of  New  York  and  Mrs. 
Henry  Dearborn  are  in  California  for  an  indefinite 
stay.  They  are  at  present  house  guests  of  Mrs. 
Mountford'  S.   Eilson  in   Burlingame. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Henry  W.  Poett  and  their  daugh- 
ter, Mrs.  Richard  McLaren,  have  returned  from  a 
trip  to  the  Hawaiian  Islands. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Hugh  E.  Porter  are  in  Menlo  Park 
for  the  summer. 

Mrs.  Lee  Eleanor  Graham  entertained  at  a  dinner 
at  the  St.  Francis  in  honor  of  Mrs.  Marie  Wells 
Hanna  of  New  York. 

A  Venetian  Carnival  and  buffet  dinner  dance  in- 
augurated the  activities  of  the  Meadow  Country 
Club  of  Tamalpais  for  the  summer.  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Philip  Foster  Brown  entertained  a  party  of  forty 
guests  on  the  opening  night. 

Miss  Dorothy  Mein  entertained  at  a  luncheon 
recently  at  the  family  summer  home  in  Woodside. 
Tune  11  has  been  announced  by  Miss  Hettie  Ste- 
phenson as  the  date  of  her  marriage  to  Mr.  Francis 
Farrington  Owen.  The  ceremony  will  be  performed 
at   Grace   Cathedral. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  L.  E.  A.  Pioda  were  hosts  at  a 
dinner  given  for  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Roy  N.  Bishop,  who 
recently  returned  from  a  year's  cruise  around  the 
world. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  H.  Raymond  Welch,  who  spent  the 
winter  in  Spokane,  have  returned  to  the  peninsula 
for  the  summer.  Mrs.  Nion  Tucker  gave  a  luncheon 
lor    Mrs.    Welch   shortly  after  her  return. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  ABROAD 

Countess  de  Limur  and  her  three  children  have 
returned  to  London  after  passing-  the  spring  months 
at   the  \V.    H.   Crocker  home  in   Hillsborough. 

Mr.  Richard  Tobin  is  spending  the  summer  in 
Europe. 

Miss  Katherine  Stent  and  Miss  Christine  Miller 
will   spend   the  summer  on  the  Continent. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Allison  H.  Turner  and  Miss  Ruth 
Turner   are   touring  Europe. 

Miss  Maria  Antonia  Field  was  in  Rome  at  last 
accounts  and  attended  a  luncheon  given  hy  Mrs. 
Joseph  Scott  of  Pasadena  in  honor  of  the  ordination 
of  her  son,   the  Reverend  Patrick   Scott. 

Miss  Beatrice  Williams  is  en  route  to  Naples, 
where  she  will  join  her  aunt,  Mrs.  Charles  H. 
Shiels. 

Mrs.  Edward  O.  Bartlett  has  left  for  Europe 
after  spending  the  spring  mouths  with  her  son-in- 
law   and  daughter.   Mr.   and   Mrs.  Jerd   Sullivan. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ettore  Avenali  are  in  Italy  at  the 
present  writing.  They  plan  to  tour  the  Continent 
until   late  August. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Leigh- Jones  are  spending 
the  summer  in  London. 

Miss  Katherine  M.  Ball  is  in  Ceylon,  where  she 
plans  to   remain   for   several   months. 

Miss  Catherine  Wheeler  sailed  from  New  York 
en  route  for  England  on  May  28.  Miss  Wheeler  will 
remain  abroad  until   August. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  NEW  YORK 

Mrs.  George  B.  Pillsbury  is  in  the  East  for  a  few 
weeks*  visit. 

Mrs.  Julius  Kruttschnitt  and  her  granddaught  er. 
Miss  Gwynneth  Woodhouse.  left  New  York  on 
May    19,    planning    to    sail    for    London    his    month. 

Mrs.  William  Wallace  Mein  was  in  New  York 
for  a  six  weeks'  stay.  She  is  visiting  with  her  sister, 
Mrs.    Frederick   Faust. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  W.  Parmer  Fuller  and  their  son, 
Mr.  George  Fuller,  visited  for  three  weeks  in  New 
York  and  Washington. 

Mrs.  Benjamin  P.  Broadie  and  Mrs.  Charles 
Rollo  Peters  are  en  route  to  New  York  by  way  of 
the  Canal. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frederick  B.  King  visited  at  the 
Savoy-Plaza   in    New    York. 


Mr.  and  Mrs.  Samuel  K.  Knight  were  guests  at 
the  Plaza  during  their  visits  in  New   York. 

Mrs.  Bradley  L.  Wallace,  Mrs.  Edward  J.  Prin- 
gle,  Jr..  and  Mrs.  Henry  Cartan  will  attend  the 
National  Convention  of  Junior  Leagues  to  be  held 
this  year  in   Cincinnati. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Albert  L.  Ehrman  were  recently 
in    New   York,  guests  at  the  Hotel   Pierre. 

SAN  FRANCISCANS  IN  THE  SOUTH 

Miss  Virginia  Murphy  and  Miss  Barbara  Pond 
recently   enjoyed  a   ten-day  motor  trip   in   the  south. 

Mrs.  Georgie  Spieker  Drum  is  visiting  in  the 
Hawaiian  Islands,  the  guest  of  Mrs.  Paul  I.  Fayan. 
Mrs.  Drum  sailed  on  the  S.  S.  Malolo.  Mrs.  W.  W. 
Crocker  and  her  children  also  left  for  the  islands  on 
the  Malolo. 

Mrs.  Frederick  W.  Clampett  and  Mrs.  William 
D.  Shuman  were  in  Pasadena  recently,  staying  at 
the    Hotel   Huntington. 

Miss  Marion  Zeile  has  been  visiting  her  sister. 
Mrs.   Talbot   Walker,   in   Santa   Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  A.  E.  Schwabacher  and  their 
daughter  and  Miss  Marjorie  Gunst  were  recently 
visitors  at   Coronado. 

Mrs.  William  B.  Pringle  and  Miss  Isabelle  Prin- 
gle  recently  motored  through  the  South  and  spent 
some  time  at    Hotel  del   Coronado. 

Mis.  William  K.  Bowes  has  taken  a  house  in  the 
Ojai   Valley  for  the  month  of  May. 

Mrs.  Charles  W.  Doe  has  been  a  guest  at  the 
Biltmore  in    Santa    Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wellington  S.  Henderson  and  the 
Count  and  Countess  Von  Wurmbrand  spent  a  week- 
end  at   the  Ahwahnee   in   Yosemite    Valley    recently. 

Mrs.  Ward  F.  Barron  has  been  the  guest  of  Mrs. 
Pollock  Graham  at  the  Iatter's  home  in  Palm 
Springs. 

Mrs.  F.  Clift  Donahue  and  her  son  were  recent 
visitors  at    Palm    Springs. 

Mrs.  Max  Rothschild  and  Mrs.  A.  H.  Small  were 
at  Hotel  del  Coronado  recently.  The  two  went  south 
to  attend  the  wedding  of  Miss  Betty  Godfrey  and 
Lieutenant  John   K.    Wells. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Carrol  G.  Cambron  enjoyed  a  few 
days'  vacation  at  the  Hotel  Ahwahnee  in  Yosemite 
recently. 

Dr.  and  Mrs.  Horace  Gray  will  spend  the  summer 
in    Santa    Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Stanley  Dollar  were  guests  recently 
at    the    Hotel    Biltmore   in    Santa    Barbara. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  Ernest  O.  McCormick  spent  their 
honeymoon  in  Southern  California,  where  they  vis- 
ited Agua  Caliente,  Coronado,  Los  Angeles  and 
Santa  Barbara.  In  the  latter  city  they  were  guests 
at   Miramar. 


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You  are  judged 

by  what  you  read — if  you 
enjoy  the  stories,  articles 
and  humor  of  The  San  Fran- 
ciscan each  month  you  will 
appreciate  the  service  of  the 
distinctive  firms  that  adver- 
tise in  its  pages  .  .  .  Adver- 
tisers buy  space  in  the  San 
Franciscan  because  they 
have  something  important 
to  tell  people  who  like  what 
is  published  in  this  particu- 
lar magazine  .  .  .  Each  ad- 
vertisement in  this  issue  is 
written  directly  to  you.  Give 
it  the  consideration  you 
would  give  any  personal 
message. 

— The  San  Franciscan 


JUNE,  1931 


29 


The  Summer  Trek 

Continued  from  page  13 

For  the  leisurely  globe  trotter,  there  are  ways 
of  making  such  a  trip,  entirely  around  South 
America,  direct  from  San  Francisco,  for  less 
than  it  costs  to  stay  home.  Frequent  sailings 
of  the  McCormick  steamships  are  scheduled 
through  the  Panama  Canal  via  Porto  Rico, 
which  may  serve  as  a  transfer  point  if  desired. 
Other  ships  of  the  same  line  sail  via  the  his- 
toric Straits  of  Magellan,  making  all  the  im- 
portant and  colorful  ports  of  the  east  coast  of 
South  America  and  thence  home  via  the  Canal. 
A  wide  variety  of  experiences  await  the 
interested  traveler,  for  these  countries  of  the 
sub-tropics  each  have  their  distinctive  culture 
and  individual  customs.  The  weeks  are  punc- 
tuated with  colorful  festivals  seen  when  the 
passengers  go  ashore  at  practically  all  ports  of 
call,  with  ample  time  in  which  to  get  the 
atmosphere  of  the  locality.  The  graceful, 
pleasant  mode  of  life  that  distinguishes  the 
Latin  is  interwoven  with  the  exchange  of 
cargoes,  from  the  coffee,  sugar  and  nut  ship- 
ments in  the  equatorial  region  to  the  beef, 
hide  and  lumber  traffic  of  the  Argentine.  A 
trip  revealing  a  new  world  with  interests  as 
widely  divergent  as  the  antipodes! 

IN  spite  of  Kipling,  the  East  is  west  to  San 
Franciscans.   And  each  year  finds  more  and 
swifter  lanes  of  travel  binding  the  ports  of 
the  Pacific  into  a  neighborly  mesh. 

China  and  Japan  are  within  easy  reach  and 
the  exoticisms  of  the  southern  islands  and 
peninsulas  of  the  Orient  are  dreams  easily  ful- 


filled. The  great  fleets  of  Matson,  N.Y.K..  and 
other  trans-Pacific  shipping  companies  bring 
the  most  romantic  outposts  of  the  world 
within  pleasurable  reach.  The  Japanese  liners 
connect  with  several  around-the-Pacific  cruises 
during  the  summer  months  and  in  September 
the  luxurious  Malolo  leaves  San  Francisco  for 
its  yearly  cruise  encircling  the  Pacific  in  record 
time  with  the  most  complete  itinerary  of  ro- 
mantic ports  possible.  Australia  and  the  South 
Seas  will  be  brought  closer  by  the  launching. 
July  18th.  of  the  new  S.  S.  Mariposa,  which 
will  herald  a  new  era  of  fast,  luxurious  trans- 
portation over  the  southern  seas.  Tahiti  is 
drawing  an  unusual  number  of  visitors  this 
summer  with  special  celebrations  of  the  two 
hundred  and  fiftieth  anniversary  of  French 
rule  .  .  . 

As  to  Hawaii — "Eight  parts  water  and  six 
parts  land.  Add  a  generous  portion  of  salt  air, 
plus  all  the  blood-quickening  diversions  of  a 
five  thousand  mile  ocean  voyage;  put  in  four 
memorable  days  in  the  playground  of  Hawaii, 
and  finally,  add  a  week-end  frolic  in  Los  An- 
geles on  the  way  back  home."  This  is  a  Mat- 
son  Line  formula  for  a  thrill-packed  vacation 
within   the  prescribed  limit  of  two  weeks! 

Time  was  when  consideration  of  a  five 
thousand  mile  sea  trip  during  a  mere  four- 
teen-day surcease  from  toil  would  have  been 
called  preposterous.  Not  so  today — thanks  to 
the  marvel  of  marine  engineering  which  pro- 
duced the  speedy  S.  S.  Malolo.  True,  this 
special  two  weeks'  cruise  is  not  available 
throughout  the  regular  summer  schedule,  but 
it  is  approximated  so  closely  that  Hawaii  re- 
mains "just  around  the  corner"  all  the  year 
around. 


DIRECT    TO     MEDITERRANEAN 

•EUROPE 


on  these  fine  ships 


S.  S. 
CALIFORNIA 

Largest,  Finest 

in    direct-to-Europe 
service 

Spacious  social  rooms, 
including  lounge  bar, 
library,  drawing  room, 
four  dining  rooms... 
orchestra. ..large  prom- 
inade,  sun  and  sport 
decks. .swimming  pool., 
cinema. ..famed  Italian 
cuisine  with  choice  bev- 
erages .  .  .  most  rooms 
with  private  bath. 


S.  S.  Duchessa  D'Aosfca  and 
S.S.Timavo,  Entirely  redesigned 

And    the    Motorships    FELTRE, 
FELLA,  CELLINA  and  RIALTO 


300 

AND  UP 
First  Class 


•  The  new,  fascinating  way  to  Europe. 
Sail  on  a  popular  Libera  Liner  over 
this  "all-year,  good-weather  route." 
From  Pacific  Coast  ports  to  the  roman- 
tic Mediterranean,  including  Gibraltar, 
Genoa,  Venice,  Leghorn,  Naples,  Mar- 
seilles and  Trieste. 

LIBERA  LINE 


GENERAL  STEAMSHIP  CORP.  LTD.,  AGTS. 

2AO      BATTERY      ST.     SAN       FRANCISCO 


<< 


Cascade" 

San  Francisco 
Portland'Seattle 


New  as  the  great  North- 
west it  serves — swift  as  the 
tumbling  mountain  streams 
along  the  Shasta  Route. 
All-Pullman,  with  barber, 
valet,  maid,  baths,  observa- 
tion car,  club  car,  and  all  the 
other  luxuries  of  an  extra 
fare  train. 

You'll  delight  in  the  new, 
modern  dining  car,  featur- 
ing Southern  Pacific's  spe- 
cialties, the  "Salad  Bowl" 
and  "Casserole." 

LOW  SUMMER  FARES 

Greatly  reduced  summer 
roundtrips  to  the  East  in 
effect  this  year  from  May  22 
to  October  15.  Return  limit 
October  31. 

Examples  of  roundtrips 
from  San  Francisco  (one 
way  through  Portland)  : 

New  York  ....  $169.70 

Chicago 108.30 

Washington,  D.C.  163.86 

Southern 
Pacific 

OVERLAND  LIMITED  >  SUNSET  LIMITED 
CASCADE  '  GOLDEN  STATE  LIMITED 


30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


SIR  HAMILTON  HARTY 


SIR  HAMILTON  HARTY.  eminent  English 
conductor,  will  make  his  first  American 
appearance  as  guest  conductor  of  the  San 
Francisco  Symphony  Orchestra  during  the 
forthcoming  series  of  summer  concerts  which 
opens  June  23rd,  at  the  Civic  Auditorium. 
Other  directors  announced  for  this  series  of 
ten  weekly  concerts  are  Walter  Damrosch, 
"Dean  of  American  Conductors,"  former 
leader  of  the  New  York  Symphony  and  out- 
standing Wagnerian  authority;  Alexander 
Smallens.  associate  of  Leopold  Stokowski  in 
the  direction  of  the  Philadelphia  Orchestra 
and  conductor  of  Philadelphia's  annual  Sum- 
mer Symphony:  Pierre  Monteux,  successor  of 
Karl    Muck   as    director    of    the   great   Boston 


Symphony,  and  colleague  of  Willem  Mengel- 
berg  at  the  head  of  the  Amsterdam  Concert- 
gebrouw;  and  Arthur  Rodzinski.  brilliant 
young  Polish  leader  of  the  Los  Angeles  Phil- 
harmonic who  was  so  well  received  in  San 
Francisco  last  year. 

These  distinguished  visiting  directors  con- 
tribute much  to  the  city's  summer,  drawing  as 
they  do  thousands  of  visitors  from  elsewhere 
and  keeping  home  many  San  Franciscans  who 
might  otherwise  go  to  other  musical  centers. 


Wives  Have  All  the  Fun 

Continued  from  page  10 

only   to   be   deserted   for  a   blond   vampire   in 
the  bitter  end. 

Such  contingencies,  however,  arise  only 
with  the  more  startling  changes  of  develop- 
ment and  fortune.  Pending  these,  a  wife  is 
not  forced  to  follow  a  career  out  of  financial 
considerations,  nor  need  she.  on  their  account, 
make  compromises  in  the  mode  of  its  pursuit. 
When  she  continues  to  work,  as  she  oftener 
does  than  not.  it  is  because  she  likes  to.  When 
she  brings  in  the  financial  bacon,  she  glows 
with  the  splendid  beneficence  which  comes 
from  supplying  the  luxury  portion  of  the 
family  budget.  When,  contrariwise,  her  pro- 
fessional activities  warrant  entries  only  on  the 
wrong  side  of  the  ledger,  she  still  makes  no 
retreat  from  her  independent  stand.  Also, 
since  she  is  on  the  whole  no  more  expensive 
than  an  older  fashioned  taste  for  clothes  and 
charity  would  have  made  her,  her  pose  is 
challenged  neither  by  society  nor  by  her  hus- 
band. Again,  we  all  know:  the  young  fellow 
who  puts  his  wife  through  law  school,  the 
artist  who  made  his  consort  a  singer,  the  re- 
porter   whose   mate   started    a   printing   press. 


All  these  projects  cost  her  husband  money,  for 
the  use  of  which  one  might  expect  a  wife  to 
be  humbly,  nay,  submissively  grateful.  Not  so 
— such  projects,  remunerative  or  devastating, 
give  to  a  woman  a  sense  of  poised  aloofness 
which  no  well  dressed  look  can  approach. 
Meanwhile,  the  financier,  if  he  thinks  about 
it.  may  hope  that  his  expenditures  will  prove 
to  be  a  good  investment.  In  the  interim  he  is 
delighted  when  his  socks  are  darned. 

If.  on  the  other  hand,  it  be  not  work  but 
the  high  life  of  cultured  leisure  which  tempts 
her,  the  sophisticate  can  indulge  this  taste 
without  loss  of  caste.  She  need  not  parade  the 
conventional  activities  of  freedom,  so  long  as 
she  keeps  about  her  the  subtle  suggestion  of 
its  flavor.  The  "good  life"  is  hers,  if  her 
endowment  and  her  American  education  have 
given  her  the  capacity  to  find  it.  She  may  even 
become  one  of  the  civilized  rarities  of  the 
community.  To  her  chances  of  civility,  how- 
ever, her  isolation  is  a  rather  severe  check. 
Women  with  similar  economic  security  too 
rarely  have  a  congenial  psyche,  while  the  con- 
genial males  are  all  at  the  office.  And  one  can 
not  be  civilized  all  alone!  The  dullness  of  a 
leisure  in  such  meagre  company  may  be  a 
more  persuasive  stimulus  to  work  than  to  cul- 
ture: in  any  case,  leisure  may  have  a  lesser 
lure  than  one  might  suppose. 

WHATEVFR  her  occupation,  the  problem 
of  children  is  another  which  the  mod- 
ern wife  can  approach  with  something 
of  real  equanimity.  No  longer  need  she  bal- 
ance home  and  offspring  against  career  and 
freedom.  These  can  all  be  made  to  fit  in,  like 
the  pieces  of  a  picture  puzzle.  Offices  are  ha- 
bituated to  the  three  months  off;  there  are 
summer  vacations  for  faculty  women:  or 
there  is  "just  stopping  for  awhile."  Since  she 
is  merrily  free  to  measure  her  success  by  full- 
ness of  experience  rather  than  by  dollars  and 


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cents,  she  can  probably  interrupt  her  career  by 
a  few  well-timed  pregnancies  without  jeopar 
dizing  its  ultimate  value.  There  remain  only 
those  tangled  knots:  can  she  dare  to  bring  a 
child  into  the  indifference  of  a  mechanistic 
universe?  Will  her  marriage  be  a  better  rela- 
tionship with  or  without  a  child?  Will  her 
own  ego  thrive  best  as  a  single  bloom  tended 
with  exclusive  devotion,  or  will  it  be  a  more 
flattering  plant  when  surrounded  by  young 
offshoots?  These  knots,  the  gods  know,  are 
never  completely  unravelled.  Her  husband  may 
well  be  more  reluctant  than  she.  For  if  to 
both  a  child  means  curtailment  of  personal 
liberty,  maternity  is  for  the  woman  almost  a 
biologically  necessary  experience,  compared  to 
which  fatherhood  among  the  intelligentsia 
often  appears  to  be  a  more  equivocal  boon. 
Furthermore,  bill  collectors  still  look  to 
father,  not  to  mother,  at  the  first  of  the 
month. 

And  finally,  when  it  comes  to  enjoying  a 
variety  of  emotional  experience,  the  well  mar- 
ried mate  is  in  a  psychological  position  which 
is  far  sturdier  than  that  of  any  lone  adven- 
turer. In  fact,  it  is  ideal ! 

INDEED,  the  twentieth  century  spouse  has 
achieved  for  herself  a  delightful  if  unstable 
Utopia — a  Utopia  no  less  pleasant  for 
being  so  absurd  and  fragile.  Admittedly,  it  is 
a  bizarre  phenomenon,  produced  by  a  combi- 
nation of  essentially  arbitrary  circumstances. 
It  could  not  exist  except  in  a  capitalistic  so- 
ciety, so  wealthy  that  one  man's  labor  will 
often  maintain  a  family.  Nor  could  it  exist 
except  in  a  community  which  has  learned  that 
woman  can  be  free  when  she  so  desires,  but 
which  harbors  a  majority  who  do  not  so  de- 
sire. It  could  not  happen  except  in  a  society 
which  has  never  contemplated  either  its 
women    or    itself    with    sufficient    awareness. 


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When  once  man  realizes  that  only  under  cap- 
italism could  such  a  paradox  be  perpetrated — 
he  may  turn  communist.  When  once  he  real- 
izes that  his  wife  has  all  the  fun.  while  he 
himself  wins  almost  no  financial  release — he 
may  well  force  her  to  the  self  support  which 
is  the  ultimate  conclusion  of  her  premise  of 
freedom.  No  doubt  the  modern  wife  will  be 
forced  to  relinquish  her  private  Utopia  long 
before  the  rest  of  humanity  finds  for  itself  a 
social  pattern  even  half  so  desirable.  But  for 
this  halcyon  moment,  when  her  man  loves 
her  like  an  equal,  and  supports  her  like  a 
medieval  cavalier — she  thanks  him. 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

Continued  from  page  s 

their  eyes  roaming  about  the  lot.  Suddenly 
one.  unable  to  endure  the  silence,  looked  the 
director  in  the  eye. 

"The  lines  are  lousy."  he  declaimed,  "and 
the  American  flag  on  top  of  that  schoolhouse 
is  short  four  stars  and  flying  upside  down, 
and  some  of  the  extras  are  a  lot  of  crumbs, 
and  the  script  calls  for  a  rowboat  for  the  gal 
to  get  thrown  out  of  and  not  a  yacht,  and 
there's  a  lot  of  other  stuff.  I  betcha  the  pic- 
ture doesn't  click!" 

In  the  pleasant  Hollywood  hills,  the  hiss- 
ing sibilance  of  yesses  is  slowly  eradicating 
the  horror  of  the  experience  from  the  shocked 
director's  mind.  Three  chorus  men.  a  haber- 
dashery clerk,  a  druggist,  and  three  cousins 
have  been  furnished  pencils,  old  clothes  and 
instructions  to  act  like  reporters. 

The  Fifth  Estate  is  again  enriched  by  eight 
members. 

A  San  Franciscan  is  one  who  knows  there 
are  still  real  cowboys  in  "Butchertown." 


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11  - 
ing  in  your  blood  and  every  macadam  road 
a  highway  to  adventure,  to  say  nothing  of 
the  banners  on  Van  Ness  flaunting  the  Open 
Road,  wouldn't  your  nerves  go  tsing  over  any 
jar  however  slight?  Mine  did  that  little  thing 
a  minute  ago.  and  all  because  I  ran  head-on 
into  a  woman,  tastily  dressed,  whose  upper 
lip  was  adorned  with  a  luxuriant  mustache. 
The  everglades  had  nothing  on  this  for 
growth.  Giggles  and  startled  glances  made  no 
impression  and  I  had  a  sneaking  suspicion  she 
enjoyed  the  sensation  she  was  causing.  My 
nerves  went  b-u-r-r  altogether.  I  wanted  to 
smack  her  down  for  not  gilletting  three  times 
a  day  if  necessary.  It  seems  almost  ^unpardon- 
able for  the  female  of  the  species  to  allow  a 
blot  like  that  on  the  landscape. 

I  dodged  into  the  City  of  Paris  to  lose 
sight  of  her  and  involuntarily  sought  per- 
fumes, sachets  and  cosmetics.  One  whiff  of  Le 
Tabac  Blond  and  I  was  better.  I've  been  using 
this  particular  fragrance  for  the  last  five  years 
and  to  my  mind  it  is  still  supreme.  You  can 
always  get  it  at  the  City  of  Paris  even  in 
small  portions.  Delicately  sweet  and  lingering 
it  is  somehow  very  feminine. 


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This  is  an  opportunity  to  eco- 
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I'm  still  kicking  back  at  that  mustache. 
Deep  down  in  my  heart  that  woman  caused  a 
feminine  reflex  that  made  me  seek  frilling 
fussy  things  and  I  bought  outright,  with  no 
particular  date  in  view,  a  soft  handkerchief 
linen  blouse  at  O'Connor.  Moffatt's.  Fragile 
as  a  cobweb  its  graceful   folds   are  its  charm. 

Dainty  things  like  this  make  me  thankful 
I'm  not  a  "red  hot  mama  "  with  an  uphol- 
stered front.  Judging  from  the  crowds  at 
Tanforan  there  are  still  plenty  of  these  roam- 
ing loose.  They  must  inhale  calories  for.  even 
trussed  in  foundations,  most  of  them  look 
like  the  prow  of  a  galleon.  Fermete.  1405 
Van  Ness,  has  a  message  for  such  as  you — 
can  and  will  reduce  you  anytime,  anywhere. 
While  people  have  been  starving  and  punish- 
ing themselves  there  must  have  been  dirty 
work  at  the  cross-roads  for  these  Fermete 
people  do  the  trick  with  the  simple  treatment 
of  rubbing  on  a  lotion.  Presto!!  What  a 
break!  To  eat  all  you  want  of  devil's  food, 
marshmallow.  butterscotch  cake. 

Europe  has  taken  seriously  this  season  to 
monogramming  itself.  We  had  a  wave  some 
time  back,  but  over  there  it  has  become  a  per- 
fect sea  wall.  Monograms  for  pajamas,  para- 
sols, clips  for  shoes  and  suspenders  made  of 
initials  are  quite  the  thing.  In  fact,  some  way 
you  must  have  your  identification  tag  in  the 
form  of  a  monogram  on  your  person.  Harry 
Dixon  in  Tillman  Alley  is  the  dean  of  this 
particular  art  in  San  Francisco  and  can  custom 
build  any  design  with  initials.  It's  interesting 
to  see   what  can  be  done   with   a   few  letters. 

But  initials  are  the  least  of  what  one  finds 
at  Harry  Dixon's  unusual  shop.  I  went  in  for 
a  minute  and  stayed  an  hour  and  a  half — not 
only  looking  at  the  exquisite  craftsmanship  in 
copper,  silver  and  jewelry  but  talking  to 
Dixon  himself.  I'm  convinced  that  he  is  one 
of  the  most  fascinating  people  in  all  San 
Francisco — an  amazing  mixture  of  philoso- 
pher, modern  craftsman  and  artist.  His  gener- 
osity with  time  is  delightful — possibly  I  im- 


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posed  on  him.  But  he  is  definitely  chalked 
down  as  one  of  the  "sights  of  San  Francisco" 
to  whom  I  shall  introduce  all  my  friends  vis- 
iting the  city — and  maybe  he'll  find  that  gen- 
erosity pays. 

And  now  to  touch  on  Bal  Taberin — our 
newest  night  club.  Jammed  tight  with  pa- 
trons, one  can  at  least  look  at  the  ceiling 
which.  I  would  say,  is  the  feature  of  the 
place.  Cornice  after  cornice  of  silvered  metal 
with  indirect  lighting,  all  converged  to  a  cen- 
tral red  light  of  beauty.  Everything  is  ex- 
tremely moderne.  You  sort  of  look  for  words 
of  description  for  this  particular  decoration. 
The  whole  note  seems  to  be  "perspective" 
from  every  angle. 

The  dinner  served  is  very  good:  waiters 
unusually  excellent,  while  Tom  Gerun  with 
his  splendid  orchestra  is  a  marvelous  host  be- 
tween acts.  We've  long  needed  this  but.  by 
way  of  wishing  it  success,  let  me  suggest  more 
diplomacy  at  the  door  and  check  room.  It's 
needed  badly. 

Two  places  that  you  might  all  like  to  hear 
about  are  Perin.  Ltd..  and  Van  Ysen.  Both 
on  the  same  floor  at  251  Post  Street.  The 
former   has    made   San   Francisco   home    these 


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last  three  months  and  hails  from  Pasadena. 
They  carry  a  stock  of  high  class  furniture  and 
we  all  know  Pasadena  holds  the  loving  cup 
for  artistic  things.  I  think  that  city  has  more 
real  imports  than  any  other  of  its  size. 

And.  speaking  of  irresistibles.  I'm  thinking 
of  the  bargains  offered  by  Clyde  Hendricks,  at 
431  Stockton  Street.  Beguiling  new  things — 
and  an  intriguing  assortment  of  top-notch 
"second  hands  "  on  consignment.  I  often  won- 
dered why  someone  did  not  establish  a  clear- 
ing house  such  as  this  for  white  elephant 
gifts  and  things  our  friends  have  no  imme- 
diate need  for  though  the  value  they  represent 
is  needed  for  pocket-change.  Presented  in  the 
discriminating  way  that  Miss  Hendricks  does 
it.  I  don't  think  1  should  be  insulted  even  to 
find  the  bracelet  I  gave  Aunt  Elsbeth  or  the 
bridge  table  I  donated  to  the  budding  house- 
hold of  a  former  boarding-school  friend  in 
this  attractive  shop,  waiting  for  fresh  appre- 
ciation. 

But.  while  these  indoor  places  have  all  held 
interest  for  me.  the  open  road  is  still  calling 
and  new  luggage  smells  good.  I'm  off  for  new 
sights  and  wide  spaces! 

Spotlight 

Continued  from  page  17 

not  try  to  sit  through  "Street  Scene"  again 
in  spite  of  the  gossip  that  we  heard  of  its 
excellent   cast. 

Our  inability  at  the  eleventh  hour  to  be 
assured  seats  for  the  opening  of  "Typhoon" 
took  us  to  the  premiere  of  "Pinafore"  at  the 
Tivoli.  instead. 

THE  audience  which  arrived  to  see  Messrs. 
Travers'  and  Brown's  immensely  diverting 
concoction  came  in  all  manner  of  convey- 
ances— in  street  cars,  in  taxis,  in  carriages,  in 
wheel  chairs,  on  crutches,  on  foot.  Many  of 
them  looked  as  if  they  had  not  been  to  a  show 
since  Ferris  Hartman  and  Gracie  Plaisted  ca- 
vorted through  "Ship  Ahoy"  at  the  "old 
Tivoli"  in  the  days  when  beer  and  Queen 
Charlottes  could  be  had  between  the  acts  for 
the  asking.  They  filled  the  house  from  pit  to 
dome  and  they  hummed  and  whistled  and 
beat  time  all  through  the  overture.  And  did 
they  enjoy  it!  Say,  boy,  if  Mr.  Brown  had 
let  them  have  their  way  they  would  have  kept 
everyone   there   until   five   in   the   morning. 

Well,  it's  a  great  old  show  and  De  Wolf 
Hopper  is  a  great  old  comedian.  And,  if  we 
want  to  go  in  for  local  pride,  there  was  Carl 
Kroenke  fresh  from  triumph  in  Chicago  as 
Sir  Joseph  Porter  and  Arthur  Johnson,  who 
has  not  yet  deserted  San  Francisco,  looking 
like  a  plump  cherub  as  Ralph  Rackstraw  and 
even  singing  more  like  one,  and  Nona  Camp- 
bell waltzing  through  "Buttercup."  and  Lil- 
lian   Glaser.    who    comes   from    the    east    bay 


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This  little  pig  handled  af- 
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region  and  is  the  present  Mrs.  Hopper,  lan- 
guishing in  the  most  approved  style  as  Jose- 
phine. Bless  my  soul,  we  almost  forget  Arthur 
Cunningham!  Whether  he  is  a  San  Franciscan 
or  not,  he  was  here  long  enough  "in  the  old 
days"  to  be  one.  He  has  lost  neither  his  voice 
nor  his  girth,  in  fact  the  latter  is  decidedly  in 
the  ascendency.  As  to  the  home  towns  of 
John  Philip  Ryder  and  Aimee  Torriani.  we 
cannot  answer,  but  it  doesn't  really  matter 
because  they  both  were  excellent.  Yes,  Messrs. 
Travers  and  Brown,  we  repeat,  turned  out  a 
good  opera.  What,  you  didn't  know  that 
Travers  and  Brown  wrote  "Pinafore"!  Well, 
they  didn't.  But  neither  did  Sid  Grauman 
write  "Once  in  a  Lifetime"  nor  "Street 
Scene."  But  in  these  days  it  is  not  the  fashion 
to  feature  authors  on  programs.  At  least, 
whenever  Sid  goes  producer  the  printers  seem 
to  run  out  of  heavy  black  type  before  the 
names  of  the  authors  are  reached. 


1    THE  SAN  FRANCISCO  BANK    I 


SAVINGS  COMMERCIAL  TRUST 

INCORPORATED  FEBRUARY  10TH,   1868 

One  of  the  Oldest  Banks  in  California,  the  Assets  of  which  have 
never  been  increased  by  mergers  or  consolidations  with  other  banks. 

Assets  over  $140,000,000.00     Deposits  over  $134,000,000.00 
Capital,  Reserve  and  Contingent  Funds,  $5,750,000.00 

Tilt  following  accounts  stand  on  the  Books  a/ $1.00  each.vit.: 
Bank  Buildings  and  Lots  -    (Value  over  $2,060,000.00) 
Other  Real  Estate  -     -     -       (Value  over  $310,000.00) 
Pension  Fund     -     -      -     .       (Value  over  $720,000.00) 

For  the  past  Quarter  Year  a  Dividend  on  Deposits 

of  FOUR  (4)  per  cent  per  annum  was  declared, 

Computed  Monthly  and  Compounded  Quarterly, 

and  which  may  be  withdrawn  quarterly. 


STATEMENT  OF  THE   OWNERSHIP,   MAN- 
AGEMENT, CIRCULATION,  ETC,  REQUIR- 
ED BY  THE  ACT  OF  CONGRESS  OF  AUGUST 
24,  1912. 


of  The  San  Franciscan,  published  monthly  at  San 
Fiancisco,  California  for  April,  1931. 

State  of  California 
County  of  San  Francisco/ 

Before  me,  a  Notary  Public  in  and  for  the  State  and 
county  aforesaid,  personally  appeared  Joseph  H. 
Dyer,  Jr.,  who,  having  been  duly  sworn  according  to 
law,  deposes  and  says  that  he  is  the  owner  and  pub- 
lisher of  The  San  Franciscan  and  that  the  following  is, 
to  the  best  of  his  knowledge  and  belief  a  true  state- 
ment of  the  ownership,  etc.,  of  the  aforesaid  publica- 
tion for  the  date  shown  in  the  above  caption,  required 
by  the  Act  of  August  24,  1912,  embodied  in  section 
411,  Postal  Laws  and  Regulations,  printed  on  the 
reverse  of  this  form,  to-wit: 

1.  That  the  names  and  addresses  of  the  publisher, 
editor,  managing  editor  and  business  managers  are: 
Publisher:  Joseph  H.    Dyer,  Jr.,  Sharon  Bldg  ,   San 

Francisco. 

Editor:  Joseph  H.  Dyer,  Jr.,  Sharon  Bldg.,  San  Fran- 
cisco. 

Managing  Editor:  (None). 

Business  Manager  Alfred  D.  Hendnckson,  RussBldg., 
San  Francisco. 

2.  That  the  owner  is:  (If  owned  by  a  corporation, 
its  name  and  address  must  be  stated  and  also  imme- 
diately thereunder  the  names  and  addresses  of  stock- 
holders owning  or  holding  one  per  cent  or  more  of 
total  amount  of  stock.  If  not  owned  by  a  corporation, 
the  names  and  addresses  of  the  individual  owners  must 
be  given.  If  owned  by  a  firm,  company,  or  other  unin- 
corporated concern,  its  name  and  address,  as  well  as 
those  of  each  individual  member,  must  be  given. ) 
[oseph  H.  Dyer,  Jr.,  Sharon  Bldg.,  San  Francisco. 

3.  That  the  known  bondholders,  mortgagees,  and 
other  security  holders  owning  or  holding  one  per  cent 
or  more  of  total  amount  of  bonds,  mortgages,  or  other 
securities  are:  (If  there  are  none,  so  state. )  None. 

4  That  the  two  paragraphs  next  above,  giving  the 
names  of  the  owners,  stockholders,  and  security  hold- 
ers, if  any,  contain  not  only  the  list  of  stockholders  and 
security  holders  as  they  appear  upon  the  books  of  the 
Company  but  also,  in  cases  where  the  stockholder  or 
security  holder  appears  upon  the  books  of  the  Com- 
pany as  trustee  or  in  any  other  fiduciary  relation,  the 
name  of  the  person  or  corporation  for  whom  such  trus- 
tee is  acting,  is  given;  also  that  the  said  two  para- 
graphs contain  statements,  embracing  affiant's  full 
knowledge  and  belief  as  to  the  circumstances  and  con- 
ditions under  which  stockholders  and  security  holders 
who  do  not  appear  upon  the  books  of  the  Company  as 
trustees,  hold  stock  and  securities  in  a  capacity  other 
than  that  of  a  bona  fide  owner;  and  this  affiant  has  no 
reason  to  believe  that  any  other  person,  association,  or 
corporation  has  any  interest  direct  or  indirect  in  the 
said  stock,  bond,  or  other  securities  than  as  so  stated 
by  him. 

5.  That  the  average  number  of  copies  of  each  issue 
of  this  publication  sold  or  distributed,  through  the 
mails  or  otherwise,  to  paid  subscribers  during  the  six 
months  preceding  the  date  shown  above  is — .  (This 
information  is  required  from  daily  publications  only  ) 
Joseph  H.  Dyer,  Jr. 

Sworn  to  and  subscribed  before  me  this  first  day  of 
April,  1931. 

Marv  F.  Redding, 
Notary  Public  in  and  for  the  City  and  County 
of  San  Francisco,  State  of  California.    (My 
commission  expiresjuly  14,  1933.) 


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SAN  FRANCISCO  OPERA  COMPANY 
SEASON  1931 

September  10th:  "Marouf"  with  Yvonne  Gall,  Mario 

Chamlee  and   Eva  Atkinson. 
September    12th:    "Aida"    with    Elisabeth   Rethberg, 

Faina  Petrova  and  Giovanni  Martinelli. 
September  13th:   "Lohengrin"  with  Gotthelt   Pistor, 

Maria  Mueller  and  Faina  Petrova. 

September  16th :  "Andrea  Chenier"  with  Giovanni 
Martinelli,  Elisabeth  Rethberg  and  DuBlois  Fer- 
guson. 

September  18th :  "Madame  Butterfly"  with  Maria 
Mueller,    Faina    Petrova   and    Mario   Chamlee. 

September  19th:  "The  Masked  Ball"  with  Giovanni 
Martinelli,  Guiseppe  Danise  and  Elisabeth  Reth- 
berg. 

September  21st:  "Tosca"  with  Yvonne  Gall,  Mario 
Chamlee  and  Guiseppe  Danise. 

September  23rd:  "Tannhauser"  with  Elisabeth  Reth- 
berg, Gotthelt   Pistor  and  Friedrich   Schorr. 

September  25th:  "La  Boheme"  with  Maria  Mueller 
and  Mario  Chamlee. 

September  26:  "II  Trovatore"  with  Elisabeth  Reth- 
berg,    Giovanni    Martinelli    and    Guiseppe    Danise. 

September  28th:  "Die  Meistersinger"  with  Gotthelf 
Pistor,  Maria  Mueller  and  George  Meader. 

September  29th:  "Carmen"  with  Faina  Petrova  and 
Giovanni    Martinelli. 


THE  STAGE 

Alcazar:   "Ladies  All"  with  Perry  Askani. 

Curran :   Jane  Cowl  in  "Camille." 

Capitol:   Burlesque. 

Columbia:    "The    Silver    Cord"    with    Laura    Hope 

Crews  and  Kay  Johnson. 
Geary:    "The    Greeks    Had    a    Word    for    It"    with 

Dorothy    Hall,    Wanda    Lyon   and    Elda    Vokel. 


DINING  AND  DANCING 

Mark  Hopkins:  Its  doors  open  wide  to  all  outside. 
To  enter  is  but  the  fulfillment  of  the  tourists'  de- 
sires as  to  cuisine  and  service. 

Fairmont:  Where  gentility  rubs  noses  (or  is  it  el- 
bows?) with  gay  cosmopolitanities.  (Probably  our 
word.) 

St.  Francis:  There's  something  about  it  ...  it  must 
be  the  atmosphere  .  .  . 

The  Palace:  One  of  the  San  Francisco  landmarks 
and  very  correct  places  for  something  almost  like 
four  score  years. 

Sir  Francis  Drake:  Quiet,  exceptional  cuisine,  serv- 
ice, and  all  the  other  subtle  necessities  for  a 
charming  evening. 

Russian  Tea  Room:  Unusual  foods  served  in  a  man- 
ner that  makes  the  guest  linger  a  little  longer  over 
the  demi  tasse. 

States  Hof  Brau :  Dance  music  now  rendered  by 
Boh  Klier  and  his  Syncopators. 


Grace  Trocadero's:  Always  overwhelmed  with  popu- 
larity. 

Coppa's:  Chicken  portola  served  in  cocoanut  shells 
pleases  tRe  most  discriminating. 

The  Courtyard:  Truly  San  Franciscan  and  delight- 
fully different. 

Jacinto  Mexican  Grill:  Where  Mexican  foods  are 
eatahle  without  the  tang  of  spices  that  burn  the 
palate. 

Solari's:  A  place  that  is  known  for  its  cordiality  and 
excellent  food. 

The  Lido:   Where  dull  care  is  thrown  to  the  winds. 

The   Bal  Taberin:  The  gayest  Night  Club  in  town. 

SPORTS 

San  Jose  Speedway:  Sunday,  September  13th,  seven 
automobile  events.  Sunday,  September  20th,  eight 
motorcycle  events. 

Polo:  Sunday,  August  30th,  Golden  Gate  Park  Sta- 
dium. Olympic  Club  vs.  Army,  play-off  for  sum- 
mer championship. 

California  Amateur  Golf  Championship  Tournament: 
Del  Monte  and  Pebble  Beach,  September  7th  to 
12th.  Del  Monte  championship  for  women,  Sep- 
tember 9th  to  13th. 

Oakland  Kennel  Club:  Summer  show,  Sunday,  Sep- 
tember 27th,  Xeptune   Beach. 

San  Benito  Horse  Show  and  Rodeo:  August  28th, 
29th,   and  30th,   Hollister  and  Tres   Pinos. 


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ANTIQUE  AND  MODERN  FURNITURE  FABRICS 
OBJECTS  COMPLETE  ORGANIZATION  TO  RENDER 
EVERY    SERVICE    OF    INTERIOR    DECORATION 

533  SUTTER  STREET 


ART  AND  ARTISTS 

California  School  of  Fine  Arts,  Jones  and  Chestnut 
Streets:  Opening  in  September,  an  exhibition  of 
contemporary  Spanish  paintings  under  the  aus- 
pices of  the  San  Francisco  Art  Association. 

Shell  Building  Gallery,  Bush  and  Battery  Streets : 
Exhibition  of  the  work  of   E.   Melbourne   Brindle. 

Courvoisier  Gallery,  4S0  Post  Street :  Oil  paintings 
by  Adolph  Berson.  Until  September  15th. 

Beaux  Arts  Galleries:  Representative  paintings  by 
eight  young  painters  of  Northern  and  Southern 
California. 

Denny- Watrous  Gallery,  Carmel :  Carmel  Art  Asso- 
ciation exhibition  of  the  works  of  four  National 
Academicians :  William  Ritschel,  Paul  Dougherty. 
Armin  Hansen,  and  Arthur  Hill  Gilbert. 

California  State  Fair.  Sacramento:  Exhibits  of  oils 
and  water  color  paintings  by  California  artists, 
September  5th  to   12th. 

Oakland  Art  Gallery,  Oakland  Auditorium :  Oil 
paintings  and  water  colors  by  the  "Blue  Four" — 
Jawlenski,   Feininger.  Kandinski  and   Klee. 

Stanford  Art  Gallery,  Stanford  University :  Exhibi- 
tions of  art  work  from  the  public  schools  of  New 
York  and  Carmel,  California.  Modernistic  designs, 
portfolio  covers,  block  prints,  and  weavings.  Until 
September  15th.  Also  a  collection  of  fifty  pencil 
drawings  by   the   late   C.    Percy    Stone. 

Fashion  Art  School  of  San  Francisco:  Exhibition  of 
industrial  arts  by  the  Reimann  School  of  Berlin, 
at  De  Young  Museum,  Golden  Gate  Park,  August 
21st  to  September  21st. 

Duncan-Vail  Gallery,  116  Kearny  Street:  New  water 
colors  by  Chiura  Obata. 

California  Camera  Club:  Exhibition  of  photographic 
prints  by  P.  Douglas  Anderson.  Coming  exhibi- 
tions :  Prints  by  Ira  \Y.  Martin  and  Kathleen 
Dougan. 

Casa  de  Manana,  Berkeley  :  Oils  and  water  colors 
by  Eveline  Flanagan   Davis. 

California  School  of  Fine  Arts,  Jones  and  Chestnut 
Streets:  Annual  "Fifty  Prints  ot  the  Year"  exhi- 
bition, sponsored  by  the  American  Institute  of 
Graphic  Arts,  and  including  prints  by  Michael 
Baltekal-Goodman.  John  Sloan,  Fiske  Boyd,  Peggy 
Bacon,  Jose  Clemente  Orozco,  Jean  Chariot  and 
others. 

Gump  Galleries,  246  Post  Street :  General  exhibition 
of  paintings  and  etchings.  August  20th  to  Septem- 
ber 4th:  Exhibition  of  drawings  by  Hugo  Rum- 
bold. 

Berkeley  Art  Museum,  Berkeley :  Drawings,  litho- 
graphs and  etchings  by  Millard  Sheets  and  etch- 
ings by  Arthur  Millier. 


FOOTBALL 

1931  Schedule  4 

SEPTEMBER  13,  1931 

\Y.  Coast  Armv  vs.  Olvmpic  C.  ;  Kezar 
SEPTEMBER  19,  1931 

Stanford  vs.   W.  Coast  Army  ;   Palo  Alto 

Oregon  State  vs.  Willamette ;  Corvallis 
SEPTEMBER  20,    1931 

U.   S.  Marines  vs.   Olvmpic  C.  ;   Kezar 
SEPTEMBER   25,   1931 

U.  of  S.  F.  vs.   Brigham  Young ;   Seals*  Stadium 

(night) 

U.  C.  L.  A.  vs.   Occidental;   Los  Angeles   (night) 

Oregon  vs.   Monmouth  Normal ;   Eugene 
SEPTEMBER  26,   1931 

California  vs.   Santa  Clara;    Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.  Olympic  Club  ;   Palo  Alto 

St.  Mary's  vs.  So.  Cal. ;  Los  Angeles 

Washington  vs.   L'tah  ;    Seattle 

Washington   State  vs.    Idaho   College;    Pullman 

Oregon  vs.    Willamette;   Eugene 

Oregon  State  vs.  Colorado  U.  ;   Portland 

Montana  vs.   St.    Charles;    Missoula 

Nevada  vs.  West  Coast  Army  ;  Reno 

Idaho  vs.   Whitman;    Moscow 
OCTOBER  3,  1931 

California  vs.  St.  Mary's:   Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.  Santa  Clara  ;   Palo  Alto 

So.   Cal.   vs.   Oregon   State ;   Los   Angeles 

V.    C.   L.   A.   vs.    Washington   State;    Pullman 

Washington  vs.  Montana ;  Seattle 

Oregon  vs.  Idaho;  Portland 

Nevada  vs.  Brigham  Young  ;   Reno 
OCTOBER  4.  1931 

U.  of  S.   F.  vs.   W.   Coast  Armv  ;   Kezar 
OCTOBER  9,  1931 

Nevada  vs.  California  Aggies  ;  Sacramento 
OCTOBER  10,  1931 

California  vs.   Olympic  Club ;    Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.  Minnesota;  Palo  Alto 

So.  Cal.  vs.  Washington  State;  Los  Angeles 

Washington  vs.  Oregon  ;   Seattle 

Idaho  vs.   Montana;   Moscow 
OCTOBER  11,  1931 

St.  Mary's  vs.  W.  Coast  Army ;  Kezar 

Santa  Clara  vs.  U.  S.  Marines ;  San  Diego 
OCTOBER  16.  1931 

Nevada  vs.  College  of  Pacific ;   Stockton 
OCTOBER  17.  193^1 

California  vs.   Washington  State;   Portland 

Stanford  vs.  Oregon  State;  Palo  Alto 

So.  Cal.  vs.  Oregon;  Los  Angeles 

I".  C.  L.  A.  vs.  Northwestern;  Evanston,  111. 

Washington  vs.    Idaho;   Seattle 

Santa  Clara  vs.  Olympic  Club  ;  Kezar 

W.   C.  Armv  vs.   Cal.   Aggies;    Woodland 
OCTOBER  18,  1931 

St.   Mary's  vs.  tl.  of  S.   F. ;   Kezar 


OCTOBER  23.  1931 

Oregon   State  vs.   Oregon  Normal ;   Corvallis 

U.  of  S.  F.  vs.  Loyola  ;  Kezar 

Santa   Clara  vs.  W.    Coast  Army ;    Seals*   Stadium 

(night) 
OCTOBER  24,  1931 

California  vs.  So.  Cal.;   Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.   Washington  ;   Seattle 

U.  C.  L.  A.  vs.  Pomona ;  Claremont 

Washington  State  vs.    Montana;   Missoula 

Oregon  vs.  N.  Dak.  ;   Grand  Forks.  N.  D. 

Nevada  vs.  Fresno  State  College;  Reno 
OCTOBER  25.  1931 

St.  Mary's  vs.  Gonzaga  ;   Kezar 

Olvmpic  C.  vs.  Pac.  Fleet ;  San  Diego 
OCTOBER  30,  1931 

LT.   of   S.    F.    vs.    Olvmpic    Club ;    Seals*    Stadium 

(night ) 
OCTOBER  31.  1931 

California  vs.   Nevada ;    Berkelev 

Stanford  vs.  U.  C.  L.  A.;  Palo  Alto 

Washington  vs.  Whitman  ;    Seattle 

Washington    State   vs.    Oregon    State ;    Portland 

Oregon  vs.   N.   Y.  University;   New  York 

Idaho  vs.   Gonzaga;    Moscow 

Montana  vs.  Montana  State;  Butte 
NOVEMBER  1,  1931 

St.  Mary's  vs.  Santa  Clara:  Kezar 

W.    C.   Armv   vs.    I*.    S.    Marines ;    San    Diego 
NOVEMBER  6,  1931 

Santa  Clara  vs.   Lovola ;   Wriglev  Field.   L.   A. 
NOVEMBER  7,  1931 

California  vs.   Washington ;    Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.   So.   Cal. ;   Los  Angeles 

Washington  State  vs.  Idaho;   Pullman 

Oregon  State  vs.   Montana;   Corvallis 

U.  of  S.  F.  vs.  Gonzaga;  Spokane  (night) 

Nevada  vs.  San  Jose  State ;  Reno 
NOVEMBER  8,  1931 

St.  Marv's  vs.   Olvmpic  Club  ;   Kezar 
NOVEMBER  11.   1931 

St.  Mary's  vs.  U.  C.  L.  A.  ;  Los  Angeles 

W.  Coast  Armv  vs.  Navy  ;  Berkeley 
NOVEMBER  14.   1931 

California  vs.  Idaho;  Berkeley 

Stanford  vs.  Nevada ;  Palo  Alto 

So.  Cal.  vs.  Montana:  Los  Angeles 

Washington  vs.   Washington  State;  Seattle 

Oregon  vs.   Oregon  State  ;   Eugene 
NOVEMBER   15.   1931 

U.  of  S.   F.   vs.   Santa  Clara;   Kezar 
NOVEMBER  21.  1931 

California  vs.   Stanford ;    Palo  Alto 

So.  Cal.  vs.  Notre  Dame;  Chicago 

U.  C.  L.  A.  vs.  Oregon ;  Los  Angeles 

Washington   State  vs.   Gonzaga ;   Spokane 

U.  of  S.  F.  vs.  Nevada ;  Reno 

Santa  Clara  vs.  Wyoming ;  Laramie 

Olympic  Club  vs.  Loyola ;  Los  Angeles 


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SAN  FRANCISCAN 

Joseph  Oyer,  Editor  and  Publisher 

Aline  Kistler,  Assistant  to  the  Publisher 

CONTRIBUTORS 

EDWARD  A.  MORPHY,  FREDERICK  O'BRIEN,  CHARLES 
CALDWELL  DOBIE,  SYDNEY  KING  RUSSELL,  CAREY 
MCWILUAMS,UNCOLNSTEFFENS,ELVA  WILLIAMS, 
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HULME,  OTTORINO  RONCHI,  ZOE  BATTU 
NED  HILTON 


The  San  Franciscan  is  published  monthly  except  during  special  summer 
schedule  by  The  San  Franciscan  Publishing  Company,  Sharon  Building/ 
San  Francisco,  California.  Entered  as  second-class  matter  October  1, 
1928,  at  the  Post  Office  at  San  Francisco,  Calif.,  under  act  of  March  3, 
1897,  Joseph  Dyer,  Publisher.  Subscription  price:  one  year  $2.00, 
single  copy  25  cents.  Copyrighted  1929,  The  San  Franciscan  Publish- 
ing Company.  Manuscripts  will  not  be  returned  unless  accompanied 
by  self-addressed,  stamped  envelope. 


SEPTEMBER  1931 

VOL.  5  No.  8 

CONTENTS 


Articles  and  Features 

All  Around  The  Town 

Just  Around  The  Corner 

Now  It  Can  Be  Told,  short  comment  and  humor 
Suggestions  For  The  Opera,  by  John  Rothchild,  Jr. 
The  Last  Word,  by  Frederick  O'Brien 
Oofty-Goofty  and  Big  Bertha,  by  Zoe  A.  Battu 

Merry-Go-Round 

As  Seen  By  Her,  by  Molly  Merkley    . 

Short  Stories 

Portrait  of  a  Lady,  by  Leroy  Rumsey 

Stock  Salesmen  Must  Live,  by  Morton  Thompson 


3 
7 
8 
13 
16 
19 
20 
30 


11 
11 


Criticism 

Spotlight,  by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 15 

As  To  Books,  by  Ned  Hilton 18 

Hans  Hofmann,  by  Hammond  Dennett 22 

Verse 

Summers  End,  by  Sidney  King  Russell 22 

Alternative,  by  Constance  Ferris 22 

Illustrations 

Merola,  photograph  by  Dr.  Alexander  Arkatov          ...  6 

Cartoon,  by  Sotomayor 8 

Cartoon,  by  Rodlow  Willard 9 

S.  S.  President  Hoover,  photograph  by  Gabriel  Moulin    .        .  10 

Two  Lithographs,  by  Ernest  Born 12-13 

Jane  Cowl,  photograph  by  Johnson 14 

Two  Interiors,  photographs 12 

Cartoon,  by  Jack  Cofer 17 

Cartoon,  by  W.  Bradley 19 

Beatrice  Greenough,  photograph  by  Mason        ....  20 

Margaret  Gaffey  Mel,  photograph  by  Ferguson          ...  21 


«p  \i: TWO  MEROLA 


San  Franciscans  hold  the  name  of  Gaetano  Merola  in  grateful  regard,  for  it  is  mainly 
due  to  his  vision,  organizing  powers,  and  untiring  labors  that  San  Francisco  has  been 
restored  to  her  traditional  place  with  the  opera  producing  cities  of  the  world.  As 
General  Director  of  the  San  Francisco  Opera  Association,  since  its  inception  in 
1 923,  Mr.  Merola  has  guided  the  artistic  affairs  of  the  company  with  the  hand  of  a 
genius,  realizing  successfully  the  city's  long  cherished  dream  of  producing  locally 
maintained  grand  opera  of  metropolitan  standards.  Himself,  a  prominent  Figure  in 
opera,  he  has  brought  to  San  Francisco  the  world's  greatest  singers  in  performances 
which  have  delighted  almost  a  half  million  people  and  have  spread  the  fame  of  our 
music  loving  city  all  over  the  world  wherever  music  is  heard. 


run 


"Just  Around  The  Corner" 

Some  Embarrassing  Problems  Confronting  the  Administration  for  1932 


JUST  around  the  corner.  What  in- 
spiring promises  of  jobs  to  burn 
and  cornucopian  prosperity  these 
heartening  words  conjure! 

Unfortunately,  however,  those 
promises  are  now  of  small  concern. 
Just  around  the  corner  at  this  particu- 
lar moment  we  see  only  the  vista  of 
a  distinctly  non-comforting  winter  as 
the  harbinger  of  an  unusual  presiden- 
tial election  year. 

This  condition,  naturally  enough, 
is  surprising  as  well  as  painful  to 
126,000,000  innately  trustful  and 
confiding  people.  Have  not  the  occa- 
sionally faltering  hopes  and  expecta- 
tions of  this  multitude  been  buoyed 
up  and  nourished  for  more  than  a  year 
with  assurances  from  the  very  highest 
authority  in  all  the  land  that  some- 
thing very  different  from  the  winter  it 
has  now  in  view  was  waiting  for  it 
just  around  the  corner?  And  were  not 
these  assurances  echoed  and  re-echoed 
during  the  same  period  by  every  high 
official,  and  quasi-official,  and  would- 
be  official,  and  log-rolling  spokesman 
for  the  administration? 

Was  not  every  dismal  Diogenes 
who  sought  to  probe  the  rumors  of 
unemployment  rebuked  for  his  in- 
quisitiveness?  And  were  not  the  Cen- 
sus returns  of  April.  19  30,  so  com- 
puted that  they  revealed  a  paltry  con- 
geries of  less  than  2.500,000  unem- 
ployed in  this  fortunate  land?  The 
exact  number  cited  was  2,429,062. 
As  nobody  outside  of  administrative 
circles  could  be  induced  to  accept  these 
figures,  it  may  be  recalled,  another 
count  was  insisted  upon  which  re- 
vealed more  than  6,000,000  unem- 
ployed in  the  latter  part  of  January. 

Mr.  William  Green,  president  of 
the  American  Federation  of  Labor, 
and  a  member  of  the  advisory  com- 
mittee recently  appointed  by  Mr.  Wal- 
ter S.  Gifford.  who  in  turn  was  re- 
cently appointed  National  Relief  Di- 
rector by  Mr.  Hoover,  predicts  that 
more  than  7.000.000  persons  will  be 
unemployed  this  winter.  He  also  dis- 
agrees with  President  Hoover's  ex- 
pressed theory  that  local  funds  will  be 
adequate  to  meet  all  demands  for  un- 
employment relief. 


This  point  is  mentioned  to  show 
that,  at  the  outset  of  this  unusual 
winter,  on  the  eve  of  a  presidential 
election — the  fourth  such  election  to 
be  held  in  the  Era  of  the  Noble  Ex- 
periment, which  is  Prohibition  En- 
forcement— organized  labor  does  not 
see  eye  to  eye  with  the  President  on  a 
very  important  issue.  The  merits  of 
this  issue  matter  but  little.  It  is  nat- 
ural if  silly  for  wage-earners,  when 
thrown  out  of  work,  to  be  embittered 
against  anybody  they  may  be  told 
should  help  them  and  who  fails  to 
help  them.  More  than  7.000.000  un- 
employed, as  estimated  by  the  chief  of 
the  Federation  of  Labor,  is  an  appall- 
ing multitude.  It  is  one-third  of  the 
multitude  that  voted  for  Mr.  Hoover 
in  1928,  the  largest  vote  ever  polled 
for  a  presidential  candidate. 

More  in  accord  with  the  ideals  of 
organized  labor  are  the  professed  in- 
tentions of  the  President  and  his  ad- 
ministration to  do  everything  possible 
to  persuade  employers  to  maintain  the 
peak  standard  of  wages  throughout 
the  period  of  depression. 

This  policy  has  the  advantage  of 
involving  no  expense  to  the  adminis- 
tration or  to  the  taxpayer.  At  the  same 
time  it  is  doubtful  that  any  adminis- 
tration, even  under  the  leadership  of 
Mr.  Hoover,  would  be  powerful 
enough  to  compel  the  maintenance  of 
peak-period  wages  in  any  national  in- 
dustry should  that  industry,  during  a 
protracted  period  of  depression,  be 
subjected  to  the  commonly  universal 
operations  of  the  laws  of  supply  and 
demand. 

EVEN  the  United  States  Steel  Cor- 
poration— "the  world's  premier 
corporation" — had  to  announce 
a  general  wage  and  salary  slash  a  few 
weeks  ago.  In  the  reports  on  the  an- 
nouncement telegraphed  from  Wall 
Street  it  was  set  forth,  inter  alia,  that: 
"Some  economists  are  inclined  to  be- 
lieve that  a  wage  reduction  should 
have  been  made  a  year  ago  regardless 
of  political  pressure." 

It  is  to  be  apprehended  that  if  the 
administration  cannot  compel  the 
maintenance   of  peak-period    wage 


by  Edward  A.  Morphy 

standards  in  a  concern  so  dependent 
upon  government  favors  as  is  the 
United  States  Steel  Corporation  it  will 
find  the  attempt  equally  futile  in  other 
quarters. 

As  a  matter  of  fact  what  has  tended 
to  hurt  the  strength  and  prestige  of 
the  present  administration  more  than 
anything  else  in  certain  important 
quarters,  and  what  has  also  tended  to 
hurt  the  country  at  large  and  the  tax- 
payer in  particular,  is  the  apparent  in- 
ability of  the  administration  or  its 
head  to  realize  that  the  laws  of  Na- 
ture, including  those  of  supply  and 
demand,  are  superior  to  those  of  the 
United  States,  and  will  continue  to 
operate  along  their  traditional  lines  no 
matter  what  political  or  judicial  pres- 
sure may  be  exerted  against  them,  or 
what  devices  for  evading  them  may 
be  contrived  by  a  presidentially  ap- 
pointed board  or  commission. 

The  Messiah  enunciated  what  is 
virtually  a  law  of  Nature  when  he 
warned  Judas  Iscariot  that.  "The 
poor  always  ye  have  with  you."  Mr. 
Hoover  overlooked  this  warning  when 
in  a  pre-election  address  he  piously  de- 
clared that:  "With  the  help  of  God, 
we  shall  soon  be  in  sight  of  the  day 
when  poverty  will  be  banished  from 
this  land."  And.  absit  omen!  it  was  in 
the  same  address  he  promised  us  that  a 
Farm  Board  would  be  created  to  pro- 
tect the  agricultural  interests  of  the 
country  from  demoralizations,  gluts 
and  periodical  surpluses. 

This  Farm  Board  has  since  been 
created.  Under  its  benign  auspices  the 
price  of  wheat  has  fallen  from  $1.00 
a  bushel  in  August,  1930.  to  50  cents 
a  bushel  in  August,  1931.  and  our 
warehouses  are  carrying  three  hundred 
million  bushels  of  wheat  that  we  can- 
not even  give  away  to  the  unem- 
ployed. Under  the  same  auspices  we 
have  accumulated  nearly  five  million 
bales  of  cotton.  No  doubt  some  five 
hundred  million  people  in  China  and 
thereabouts  are  starving  for  that 
wheat  and  perishing  for  that  cotton: 
but  it  would  cost  too  much  to  carry  it 
to  them.  Wherefore,  under  the  same 
beneficent  administration  we  have  re- 

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THEY  were  sitting  on  top  of  the 
world — to  be  more  specific — on 
top  of  Russian  Hill.  He  had  heard 
it  rumored  that  1931  sponsored  "true 
individuality"in  furnishings.  His  new 
abode  proved  that  he  had  followed 
this  edict  to  the  nth  degree.  No  two 
objects  were  alike — except  in  the  mat- 
ter of  taste.  They  were  all  atrocities. 

A  Louis  XV  chair  for  which  he  had 
paid  a  handsome  price — but.  prices 
were  minor  details  to  him — a  black 
and  white,  three-legged,  modernistic 
table — brand  new.  and  fresh  from  the 
painter's,  and  a  seductive  looking  dav- 
enport, much  bedecked  with  plush  and 
satin  pillows,  formed  an  incoherent 
setting  at  one  end  of  the  room. 

He  was  very  much  elated  with  this 
new  regalia,  this  glamorous  display  of 
wealth  and  importance.  He  was  par- 
ticularly proud  of  his  success  from  his 
North  Beach  enterprises.  For  years  he 
had  promised  his  wife  that  she  would 
have  "nice  things"  some  day.  Now.  he 
could  make  good  his  promises. 

"Mama."  he  announced  one  day, 
"I'm  gonna  give  you  two  wonderful 
birthday  presents — a  Rembrandt  and 
a  Hispano  Suiza." 


NOW 
IT  CAN 
BE  TOLD 


The  next  day.  the  wife,  greatly  dis- 
tressed, telephoned  his  office  and  inter- 
rupted his  piling  up  of  millions. 

"Papa,  one  of  them  things  you  were 
talking  about  just  came.  I  have  it  here 
in  the  room  with  me.  but  I  don't 
know  which  it  is." 

WE  recently  dropped  into  a 
movie  and  were  very  much 
startled  to  see  the  caption 
"The  Governor  of  California  has 
never  worn  shoes"  emblazoned  across 
the  silvery  screen.  It  turned  out  to  be  a 
fake — he  wears  boots,  which  we  knew 
all  along.  But  they  showed  us  a  good 
picture  of  Sunny  Jim  sitting  at  his 
desk  while  somebody  told  us  a  bit  of 


'Hold  that  line  hold  that  line! — oh,  if  I  were  only  a  man." 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

his  political  history.  Then  he  turned 
our  way  and  told  us  why  he  wore 
boots — because  his  Dad  wore  them  all 
of  his  life,  not  a  very  progressive  idea, 
in  our  opinion.  At  his  side  was  a  bat- 
tery of  boots  that  he  seems  to  keep 
around  as  spares.  As  a  climax  he  dem- 
onstrated the  ease  with  which  his 
boots  are  taken  off  and  put  on.  He  had 
a  little  difficulty  sliding  his  foot  back 
into  the  boot,  and  he  mumbled  under 
his  breath  something  about  that  it 
would  have  to  stick  just  at  this  time. 
In  the  meantime,  we  had  a  very  good 
peek  at  the  gubernatorial  underwear. 

//^ARDOX  me."  A  member  of  the 

I^Board    of   Directors,    who   was 

'     visiting    Napa    Asylum    at    the 

time,  looked  up  when  the  young  man 

interrupted. 

"What  can  I  do  for  you?"  she  in- 
quired disinterestedly. 

"I've  been  sent  here  for  kicking  peo- 
ple." he  replied  candidly. 

"What.:>  Kicking  people?  Why.  you 
look  perfectly  normal.  Let's  talk  the 
matter  over."  The  offender,  appar- 
ently at  ease,  sat  down,  smoked  non- 
chalantly with  the  finesse  advertised 
on  billboards,  and  displayed  none  of 
the  characteristics  associated  with  the 
abnormal  person. 

After  talking  with  the  young  man 
for  an  hour,  the  director  decided  that 
he  was  perfectly  sane.  She  promised 
him  that  she  would  take  up  the  matter 
on  the  following  Tuesday  at  a  meet- 
ing of  the  Board  of  Directors. 

The  young  man  thanked  her  gra- 
ciously, and.  on  the  way  out,  deliv- 
ered a  terrific  kick,  saying  blithely. 
"Don't  forget  next  Tuesday." 

CROWDS,  drawn  by  the  music,  gath- 
ered at  the  curbs  of  Market  Street 
to  view  the  impressive  parade  of 
the  Christian  Endeavor  Convention. 
The  police  escort  formed  an  unfore- 
seen element  of  comedy.  They  were 
twelve  of  the  most  Roman  Catholic 
Irish  of  the  force.  Their  irregular  gaits 
and  fidgeting  of  hands,  holding  pow- 
erful clubs,  disclosed  nervousness,  as 
they  were  spurred  on  to  greater  embar- 
rassment and  self-consciousness. 

We  were  at  a  loss  to  explain  the 
lack  of  poise  of  our  city  "braves."  Sud- 
denly, it  dawned.  They  were  leading 
a  parade  to  the  strains  of  "Onward 
Christian  Soldiers."  "the  battle  hymn 
of  Protestantism." 

i 

THE  great  decorator,  a  contempo- 
rary of  Elsie  deWolf  and  Circie 
Maughm.  internationally  known 
for  her  exquisite  taste  and  unique  cre- 
ations, had  consented  to  visit  a  gift 
"shoppe." 

The  aggressive  saleslady,  showing 
the   great   decorator   around   the 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 


"shoppe,"  stopped  at  a  table  elabo- 
rately covered  with  artificial  flowers. 
Picking  up  an  atrocious  spray  of  wax, 
glass  and  cotton,  she  turned  to  the 
great  decorator  and  exclaimed  exuber- 
antly, "Dearie,  can't  you  just  see  these 
spread  on  a  banquet  table?" 

"Yes,"  replied  the  great  decorator, 
"but  I  would  rather  see  them  spread 
on  a  corpse." 

TWO  San  Franciscans,  the  gentleman 
clad  in  the  most  correct  of  evening 
garb,  the  woman  gowned  in  a  cre- 
ation from  Chanel,  sought  entrance  to 
one  of  Reno's  smartest  night  clubs. 
The  place,  it  is  reputed,  is  notable  for 
the  variety  and  costliness  of  its  liquor, 
and  the  variety  and  high  stakes  of  its 
gambling.  The  two  visitors,  since  they 
were  unknown  to  the  house,  rightly 
supposed  that  they  could  be  admitted 
only  after  they  had  made  themselves 
known  to  the  manager. 

They  called  for  this  functionary. 
He  eyed  them  coldly  and  asked  many 
questions.  The  gentleman  produced 
personal  cards,  business  cards,  club 
cards,  a  bank  book,  and  old  envelopes. 
He  mentioned  the  names  of  several 
powers  in  the  business  and  financial 
worlds. 

The  manager  was  not  the  least  im- 
pressed by  any  of  these  references. 
Finally,  the  gentleman  extracted  from 
his  wallet  a  dozen  cards.  "These,"  he 
announced  impressively,  "are  the  cards 
and  phone  numbers  of  the  best  boot- 
leggers in  San  Francisco." 

"Sir,"  replied  the  manager  just  as 
impressively,  "we  have  nothing  in 
common  with  bootleggers." 

HATLESS.  breathless,  but  not 
speechless,  the  cub  reporter 
dashed  into  the  editorial  office 
and  made  a  bee-line  for  the  city  desk. 

A  blonde  and  attractive  defendant 
had  been  tearing  at  the  heart  strings  of 
a  jury  made  up  of  fair  and  upright  cit- 
izens. The  "land  of  the  free  and  the 
home  of  the  brave"  was  trying  its  best 
to  be  brave  enough  to  set  this  charm- 
ing woman  free.  A  prominent  man, 
whose  relationship  to  her  was  ques- 
tionable, had  been  shot,  while  accom- 
panied by  her,  in  a  cab.  The  evidence 
was  against  her,  but  the  jury  wasn't. 

The  cub  reporter  blurted  out  the 
story  to  the  city  editor.  "Yes,  the  bag 
found  in  the  cab  was  hers;  yes,  she  did 
scream — ,"  he  recounted  the  disclo- 
sures of  the  afternoon's  grilling. 
Finally,  the  city  editor,  keyed  up  to  a 
high  pitch  of  excitement,  demanded 
her  answer  when  the  district  attorney 
asked,  "Did  you,  or  did  you  not,  fire 
the  fatal  shot?" 

"Oh,"  the  reporter  replied,  blink- 
ing his  candid  blue  eyes,  "I  could  not 
catch  the  answer,  as  just  then  a  trolley 
car  went  by  in  the  street  below." 


" — But  why  didn't  the  man  feed  you  too,  Aunty?" 


A  NEGRO  troupe  of  actors  was 
playing    "Othello"    before   a 
packed   house   in   Oakland. 
The  climax  had  come;   muffled 
murmurings    and    subdued    whispers 
ran  through  the  negro  audience. 

The  clue  to  the  tragedy  was  about  to 
be  disclosed.  Othello  was  demanding 
the  handkerchief  from  Desdemona. 

"Fetch  me  that  handkerchief!" 
Othello,  "tall,  dark,  and  handsome," 
bellowed  at  Desdemona.  There  was 
an  excited  tension  as  the  audience 
waited  for  her  answer.  Once  again, 
"Fetch  me  that  handkerchief!"  he  re- 
peated with  intense  ferociousness,  and 
the  whites  of  his  eyes  gleamed  lust- 
fully from  their  black  background,  as 
he  glared  at  Desdemona. 

Finally,  an  old  darkie  in  the  gal- 
lery leaned  down  and  shouted,  "Foh 
heav'n  sakes,  can't  yoh  use  yoh  sleeve 
so  de  pefohmance  can  go  on  in  peace?" 


7 


fOVR  kidney — well,  you're  not 
the  only  one!  For  the  last  few 
months — ,"  the  speaker  leaned 
forward  eagerly  and  went  on  to  ex- 
plain his  "untold"  suffering.  His  two 
companions,  seated  next  to  him  in 
"tired  business  men's  chairs"  at  the 
Pacific  Union,  wore  sympathetic  ex- 
pressions and  shook  their  heads  sadly 
as  the  tale  of  woe  unfolded. 

"Speaking  of  kidneys,  has  either  of 
you  ever  been  troubled  by  liver — " 
one  of  the  speaker's  companions  inter- 
rupted to  discuss  his  own  ailment, 
which  he  considered  more  drastic  and 
annoying  than  that  of  the  first  speak- 
er's, " — well,  you  see,  my  heart — " 
more  wrinkling  of  brows  and  shaking 
of  heads  ensued  as  the  conversation 
grew  morbid. 

A  fourth  man  joined  the  threesome 
in  time  to  hear  the  dramatic  end  of  one 
of  the  complaints.  "Come  on,"  he  ven- 

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10 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Mouline 


The  New  Queen  of  The  Paeifie  Entering'  Her  Home  Port 


The  new  Dollar  liner  President  Hoover,  entering  into  San  Francisco 
Harbor  after  completing  her  maiden  voyage  from  New  York  to  San 
Francisco. 

The  Hoover  with  her  sister  ship  the  President  Coolidge  are  the  largest, 
most  modern,  and  palatial  merchant  marine  vessels  ever  turned  out  in 
American  yards  and  are  the  forerunners  of  a  fleet  of  four  queens  of  the 
sea  contemplated  in  the  Dollar  Steamship  Lines'  building  program.  They 
will  be  the  last  word  in  American  ship  construction  planned  with  the 
idea  of  providing  the  maximum  luxury,  comfort,  speed  and  safety. 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 


SAN  FRANCISCO 
-5 LIC  LIBRARY 


Two  very  very  short  Short  Stories 


Portrait  of  a  Lady 


ANTONIA  lounged  upon  a  day  bed 
^\  in  a  room  made  mellow  and 
"  *  golden  with  the  sun  of  late 
spring.  The  room  was  her  own,  her 
kingdom,  shut  away  and  detached 
from  the  rest  of  the  house.  It  was 
decorated  and  furnished  after  a  man- 
ner Antonia  called  "modernistic." 
That  is  to  say.  its  furniture  and  hang- 
ings had  been  chosen  and  assembled 
in  a  spirit  of  experimentation,  and 
variously  interpreted  the  cult  of  col- 
ors, of  angles,  of  planes.  Upon  a  slen- 
der-legged standard,  there  was  one 
high  spot  of  glory  in  the  room,  a 
crystal  bowl  filled  with  iris,  of  a  rare 
variety,  tawny  in  shade  and  streaked 
with  orange. 

Antonia  herself  was  a  richly  blessed 
young  goddess — a  goddess  with  cop- 
per-glinted hair,  and  with  the  vital 
body  of  a  healthy  and  well  fed  cat. 
She  was  dressed  simply — in  a  sleeve- 
less frock  of  white  silk.  In  the  choice 
of  clothing,  Antonia  had  learned  the 
dignity  and  perfection  of  Grecian  sim- 
plicity. But  the  dress  fitted  just  a  trifle 
too  tightly  under  the  armholes  and 
around    the   hips.    Only    true    genius 


achieves  simplicity,  without  the 
shadow  of  flaw,  and  true  genius  is 
exceedingly  rare. 

The  girl  was  reading  from  a  small 
volume.  It  was  the  latest  work  of 
Edna  St.  Vincent  Millay.  "Fatal  In- 
terview." One  wondered  why  An- 
tonia should  be  reading,  why  her 
reading  struck  one  as  a  little  strange 
and  incongruous.  Was  it  because  the 
materiality  of  so  much  paper  and 
print,  produced  by  noisy,  mechanical 
processes,  was  a  harsh  note  in  the  cool, 
voluptuous  loveliness  of  Antonia  and 
her  surroundings?  Or  was  it  because 
the  words  of  Millay.  charged  with 
exquisitely  subtle  emotion  and  sensu- 
ousness,  must  be  to  Antonia  an  echo, 
a  second-hand  version,  of  things  she 
had  known?  Was  not  this  girl  the 
living  reality  of  Millay's  singing? 
Could  she  not  look  in  her  own  mirror 
and  see  songs  of  romance  and  life 
more  exotic  and  satisfying  than  Mil- 
lay's  lovely  word  pictures? 

She  soon  tired  of  reading,  and  low- 
ered her  eyes  to  regard  one  hand,  rest- 
ing white  and  slim  upon  her  book. 
The    inspection    completed,    Antonia 


by  Leroy  Rumsey 

rose,  stretched;  she  daintily  fingered 
the  Iris.  They  caused  her  to  smile — 
expectantly.  The  smile  gave  you  the 
clue  of  Antonh's  whole  being.  Per- 
petually, she  expected  something; 
waited  aloofly  and  confidently  for  cer- 
tain things  she  considered  her  own 
and  her  right. 

Suddenly  the  door  bell  buzzed  im- 
patiently. Living  in  a  constant  state 
of  expectation.  Antonia  did  not  have 
to  re-arrange  her  clothing,  hair  or 
make-up,  hurriedly,  nervously,  and 
perhaps  imperfectly,  before  moving  to 
answer  the  door.  She  was  ready  to 
proceed,  calmly  and  leisurely,  to  the 
door,  and  radiantly  receive  what  fate 
might  bring. 

This  time  a  boy  had  brought  a 
telegram  for  which  Antonia  signed. 
It  was  addressed  to  her  mother,  a 
small  detail  to  Antonia,  who  opened 
the  envelope,  took  out  the  slip  of  yel- 
low paper,  and  read  the  typewritten 
lines. 

She  finished  reading  and  slowly 
folded  the  paper  in  its  original  creases. 
"Maw,"  she  finally  yelled,  "Uncle 
Hank's  kicked  the  bucket." 


Stock  Salesmen  Must  Live 


WHEN  the  big,  black  bear  died, 
there  was  a  sad  gap  in  the  at- 
tractions of  the  Mammoth 
Circus  menagerie.  A  new  bear  would 
cost  a  lot  of  money — more  money 
than  the  circus  felt  like  spending  just 
then,  for  even  big  outfits  like  the 
Mammoth  feel  hard  times. 

That's  why  Joe  Scott  was  travel- 
ing around  as  a  circus  bear,  but  you 
never  in  the  world  would  have  known 
that  he  wasn't  a  real  bear.  Mammoth 
bought  fakes,  but  they  were  always 
good  fakes.  Joe's  costume  looked  so 
much  like  the  real  thing  that  none  of 
the  other  animals  in  the  menagerie 
doubted  him. 

Since  the  crash.  Joe  had  tried  a  lot 
of  things,  even  selling  stocks  that  had 
slid  below  the  zero  point.  Then  there 
were  clothing  sales.  When  they  gave 
out,  there  were  an  hundred  and  one 
other  sales  rackets — all  of  them  lousy. 
Joe  had  been  reduced  to  dish  washing 
when  the  circus  hit  town.  He  applied 
for  a  job  cleaning  up  and  running  er- 
rands and  made  good. 


The  bear  act  was  a  promotion,  an 
increase  in  pay,  and  in  some  ways  not 
so  bad.  All  Joe  had  to  do  was  to  pace 
around  in  a  cage,  making  basso  noises, 
and  working  himself  to  drooling, 
snarling  fury.  At  the  end  of  the  cage 
was  a  loose  bar.  When  the  crowd  in 
the  tent  got  large  enough,  but  had  its 
attention  focused  on  other  attrac- 
tions, Joe  worked  through  the  bars 
and  panicked  the  crowd.  The  keepers 
would  then  rush  up.  maul  him,  fight 
him  and  lead  him  back  to  his  cage 
subdued.  That  was  the  act,  and  it 
often  got  to  be  pretty  exciting. 

Still,  Joe  had  some  pride  left.  This 
was  as  low  as  he  had  ever  sunk. 
Nightly,  when  the  show  closed,  he 
hurried  away  from  the  grounds  and 
kept  to  himself.  About  the  only  per- 
son with  whom  he  exchanged  words 
was  the  paymaster.  He  talked  to  him 
because  it  could  not  be  avoided. 

So  the  summer  wore  on.  Nothing 
much  out  of  the  way  happened  until 
the  show  played  Shreveport.  Louisi- 
ana.   Here,    one    night,    Joe,    as    he 


by  Morton  Thompson 

slipped  into  his  cage  before  the  show 
opened,  had  a  feeling  that  something 
dreadful  was  about  to  happen.  For 
some  unknown  reason  the  rest  of  the 
animals  were  nervous  and  excited. 
Monkeys  jittered  and  jabbered  hys- 
terically. A  Bengal  tiger  bared  his 
fangs  and  roared  ominously.  A  jackal 
ran  in  circles,  moaning  and  frothing. 

The  crowd  sensed  the  unrest.  The 
long  dormant  fears  and  instincts  of 
the  jungle  rose  in  it.  and  made  it 
jumpy.  Joe  forgot  his  own  premoni- 
tion, and  inside  his  hide,  smiled  to 
himself.  He  lashed  himself  into  his 
usual  frenzy.  At  the  proper  moment, 
he  wiggled  out  of  his  cage.  Snarling, 
snapping,  and  rumbling,  he  charged 
toward  the  seats. 

Terror  swept  the  crowd.  It  let  out 
an  agonized  cry.  A  second  cry  died  in 
its  throat.  It  turned  to  run.  Fear  para- 
lyzed and  rooted  it  in  its  tracks. 

Keepers,  armed  with  prongs, 
swooped  upon  the  bear.  It  side- 
stepped, parried,  lunged  and  struck  at 

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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


TWO 
LITHOGRAPHS 

BY 
ERNEST  BORN 


"One  (eels  that  his  hand  went  where  his  imagination  directed,"  says  Rayne  Adams  in  describing  the 
work  of  Ernest  Born,  the  young  San  Francisco  artist  who  graduated  in  architecture  at  the  University  of 
California. 

A  scholarship  enabled  him  to  study  in  Europe.  Upon  returning  to  California,  he  was  engaged  as  a 
draftsman  by  the  late  John  Galen  Howard.  Once  again  he  studied  in  Europe,  this  time  at  the  American 
School  of  Fontainebleu.  It  was  in  Europe  that  he  developed  a  vital  interest  in  lithography  and  produced 
some  of  his  finest  work. 

Forceful  in  design,  simple  in  line,  and  startlingly  expressive,  his  drawings  have  been  proclaimed  the 
results  of  a  vivid  imagination.  They  are  not  representative  of  a  certain  type  of  art,  but  are  unique  and 
individual,  typifying  the  personality  of  their  creator. 

After  his  second  return  from  Europe,  Born  entered  the  firm  of  Gehron  and  Ross  in  New  York,  where 
his  skill  and  craftsmanship  has  been  employed  to  great  advantage  and  benefit. 

In  October  Vickery,  Atkins,  &  Torrey  will  exhibit  twenty  of  his  best  known  drawings  of  Europe  and 
New  York.  Among  the  most  commendable  of  his  New  York  work  are  "6th  Avenue  L"  at  the  left,  and 
"125th  Street"  on  the  opposite  page. 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 


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Suggestion  For  The  Opera 


Forcista  Da  Spiorezzl 


// 


by  John  Rothschild  Jr. 


FANNI  SCRATCHI,  a  beautiful  young 
peasant  girl,  attracts  the  eye  of  the 
dissolute  Count  di  Manholi,  while 
the  pocketbook  of  the  Count  di  Man- 
holi attracts  the  eye  of  Fanni  Scratchi, 
a  beautiful  young  peasant  girl.  Her  be- 
trothed, Luigi  Turkeltarb,  is  informed 
of  this  liaison  by  the  treacherous  Vio- 
letta,  a  dancing  girl.  During  this 
scene,  Luigi  sings  the  famous  aria, 
"L'Amore  e  Caro"  (Let  Me  Kiss  Your 
Blues  Away).  He  then  breaks  his 
sword  over  his  mother's  knee,  thus 
renouncing  his  fate,  and  catches  the 
milk  train  for  Paris. 

Act  II  opens  with  the  well-known 
quintette,  "L'Amore  e  Caro"  (I'm 
That  Way  About  You,  Baby) ,  sung 
by  Fanni,  Violetta,  the  Count,  Luigi, 
and  Otto  Kahn.  A  courier,  full  of 
dust  and  vermin,  dashes  into  the 
courtyard  and  thrusts  a  note  into  the 
Count's  hand.  "All  is  lost,"  the  lat- 
ter cries,  and  bursts  into  the  stirring 


strains  of  the  universally  popular 
marching  song,  "L'Amore  e  Caro" 
(Reach  for  a  Hatchett  Instead) .  With 
a  wild  gesture  of  hopelessness  he  waves 
his  farewell.  Violetta  implores  him  to 
stay,  but  he  gallops  out  into  the  street, 
accompanied  by  a  good  one-third  of 
the  audience.  Stricken  with  remorse, 
Violetta  tells  Luigi  that  he  is  her  son 
and  that  the  Count  is  his  father.  Sense- 
less with  horror,  Luigi  tells  Fanni  that 
she  is  his  daughter  and  that  Violetta  is 
her  mother.  Terrified  with  anguish, 
Fanni  tells  the  courier  that  he  is  her 
son  and  that  the  Count  is  his  father. 
Amid  flashes  of  lightning  they  are 
seen  drawing  diagrams  and  graphs. 
No  solution  is  reached,  and  they  sing 
their  despair  in  the  thrilling  quartette, 
"L'Amore  e  Caro"  (Whose  Baby  Am 
I.  Mamma?) . 

The  third  act  takes  place  in  Cha- 
monix.  Luigi  is  seen  riding  a  bicycle 
along   a    lovely   sylvan    trail   singing 


"L'Amore  e  Caro."  Suddenly  Fanni 
appears  from  behind  a  tree  and  in- 
forms him  that  she  is  in  trouble.  Luigi 
swears  a  terrible  oath  of  vengeance 
against  the  Count.  A  storm  breaks 
over  the  forest,  drenching  the  unhappy 
lovers.  A  flash  of  lightning  discloses 
the  Count  caught  in  a  bear  trap  a  few 
yards  away.  He  sees  Luigi  and  pleads 
with  him,  but  in  vain.  Luigi  sneers, 
and,  turning  away,  steps  into  a  weasel 
trap.  The  stage  becomes  dark.  A  wild 
scream,  and  the  dawn's  first  rays  dis- 
close Fanni  struggling  in  an  ermine 
wrap.  The  three  unfortunates  sing 
their  despair  in  the  famous  trio  "Vo 
Bist  Du  Heinrich"  (L'Amore  e  Caro) . 
One  by  one  they  die.  Their  troubles 
past,  their  future  filled  with  happi- 
ness, Mateo  and  Sylvia,  together  again, 
stroll  along  in  the  twilight,  to  the  gen- 
tle rustling  of  three  thousand  ladies 
and  gentlemen  putting  on  their  costly 
hats  and  coats. 

CURTAIN 


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JANE  COWL 


Jane  Cowl,  who  makes  her  first  appearance  in  the  role  of  Alexandre  Dumas'  cele- 
brated heroine  "Camille,"  at  the  Curran  Theatre.  The  American  stage  owes  much  to 
Miss  Cowl  for  her  splendid  presentation  of  the  classic  drama.  Her  "Romeo  and 
Juliet"  at  the  Henry  Miller  Theatre  in  New  York,  was  the  finest  production  of 
Shakespere's  immortal  tragedy  the  Metropolis  had  ever  seen  and  she  was  classed 
among  the  great  Juliets  of  history.  Shakespere's  "Anthony  and  Cleopatra"  and 
"Twelfth  Night",  Maeterlinck's  "Pelleas  and  Melisande"  and  the  more  modern 
and  lighter  plays  have  all  been  productions  of  which  she  can  be  proud  of  sponsoring. 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 

Spotlight 

The  Tradtitional  Stage  Once  Again  Comes  Into  Its  Own 

by  Charles  Caldwell  Dobie 


SOMEBODY  in  New  York  said  the 
other  day  that  the  way  to  get  the 
public  back  in  the  legitimate  the- 
atre was  to  play  up  the  stars  again. 
America,  the  gentleman  insisted,  went 
to  see  personalities.  Which  makes  us 
wonder  whether  or  not  this  is  what 
crowded  the  Curran  to  capacity  for 
"The  Vinegar  Tree."  made  Miss  Bar- 
rymore  do  on  her  final  Wednesday 
afternoon  the  biggest  mid-week  mati- 
nee in  the  history  of  the  Geary,  and 
filled  the  Columbia  with  a  fair  crowd, 
at  the  start,  for  "As  Husbands  Go." 

All  three  show  houses  had  stars — 
old  stars,  we  might  add,  if  the  head- 
liners  were  anything  but  the  charming 
ladies  that  they  are.  What  we  mean,  of 
course,  is  that  Billie  Burke,  Ethel  Bar- 
rymore  and  Laura  Hope  Crews  are 
not  of  the  untrained  vintage  of  these 
theatrical  dog-days.  They  know  their 
stuff  and  the  public  know  them.  They 
are  all  old  friends.  They  date  back  to 
a  time  when  the  spoken  stage  was  in 
its  glory.  But,  right  there  we  bring 
ourselves  up  with  a  round  turn.  The 
stage  always  was  in  its  glory — in  ret- 
rospect. And  well  do  we  remember  the 
day  when  Billie  and  Ethel  and  Laura 
were  ingenues,  hearing  our  parents  tell 
how  much  better  Rose  Coghlan  and 
Mrs.  Gilbert  and  Ada  Rehan  were  to 
any  of  these  callow  aspirants  to  foot- 
light  honors. 

We  correct  ourselves  to  say  that  if 
the  three  shows  running  at  one  and 
the  same  time  in  this  city  by  the 
Golden  Gate  are  any  criterion,  the 
stage  is  in  full  glory  this  very  minute. 
"School  for  Scandal"  is.  of  course,  a 
classic  and  so  may  be  dismissed  in  a 
measuring  of  contemporary  drama. 
But,  the  quality  that  gives  a  play  the 
handicapping  title  of  classic  is  a  qual- 
ity of  perpetual  youth.  A  classic  in  any 
art  is  always  modern,  always  ageless, 
always  piquant.  A  classic  always  ad- 
justs itself  to  the  times — particularly 
if  it  be  of  the  stage.  For  here  the  chang- 
ing standards  of  acting  infuse  old 
thoughts  with  new  life  and  shed  a 
fresh  glamour  over  what  old  methods 
have  dulled. 

It  is  the  fashion  for  old  timers  to 
wail  about  the  loss  of  tradition  when- 
ever they  see  the  revival  of  an  old  play. 
They  say:  "Mrs.  Siddons  played  it 
this  way!"  Or  "McKee  Ramkin  did 
thus  and  so!"  Or  "Sothern  and  Mar- 
low  read  the  scene  in  such  fashion!" 
They   delve  into  old   prompt   books 


and  interview  doddering  first  nighters 
to  re-inforce  their  contentions.  They 
even  go  so  far  as  to  try  and  discover 
what  the  author's  conception  of  a  part 
was  and  how  he  wished  it  played.  As 
if  an  author  were  God  and  knew 
every  twist  and  turn  of  the  people  he 
creates!  They  forget,  if  they  really 
ever  knew,  that  the  author  is  merely  a 
colaborator  along  with  every  actor 
and  actress  who  plays  his  roles  as  well 
as  every  audience  who  sees  them.  The 
play  is  his  only  up  to  the  moment  that 
it  leaves  his  workshop,  just  as  children 
belong  to  their  parents  until  the  mo- 
ment that  they  set  out  upon  the  road 
of  life  to  seek  their  fortunes.  How  dull 
people  would  be  if  they  never  bore 
anything  but  the  marks  of  parental 
intention.  And  how  dull  plays  would 
be  if  they  suffered  like  evidences  of  ar- 
rested development. 

All  of  which  brings  us  to  the  more 
specific  matter  of  Miss  Barrymore's 
conception  of  Sheridan's  "School  for 
Scandal."  We  had  seen  "School  for 
Scandal"  done,  many  a  time  and  oft, 
and  so  we  went  to  the  performance 
with  a  composite  picture  of  what  was 
considered  the  traditional  manner  in 
which  it  should  be  played.  Showing 
that  we  are  not  so  young  as  we  once 
were.  But  we  were  flexible  enough  to 
reserve  judgment  until  we  questioned 
several  youngsters  who  were  seeing  it 
for  the  first  time.  Their  unqualified 
approval  showed  us  that  Miss  Barry- 
more's way  was  right.  She  had  taken 
an  old  play  and  translated  it  in  terms 
that  the  present  generation  could  un- 
derstand— or.  perhaps  we  should  say, 
placed  it  in  a  modern  key  and  at  a 
modern  tempo.  So  much  for  her  stage 
direction  and  her  stage  sets.  Her  "Lady 
Teazle"  was,  likewise,  her  very  own 
creation.  She  assured  us  at  a  tea  one 
afternoon  that  she  had  never  seen  a 
performance  of  "School  for  Scandal." 
So  she  had  no  handicaps  in  building 


15 


up  the  part  of  Lady  Teazle  to  suit  her 
own  inclinations.  She  gave  us  a  lady 
of  sly  humor,  quietly  exasperating  and 
very  much  the  thoroughbred  in  spite 
of  her  transient  yearnings  to  shine  in  a 
shallow  world.  She  had  none  of  the 
robust  humors  of  the  countryside  she 
had  quitted  and  when  she  quarrelled 
with  Sir  Peter  she  did  it  so  charmingly 
that  even  he  was  not  constrained  to 
raise  his  voice  unduly.  The  young 
people  who  were  initiated  into  Sheri- 
dan on  Miss  Barrymore's  opening 
night  doubtless  will  take  her  portrait 
and  build  a  tradition  on  it.  Twenty 
years  hence  they  will  say  of  a  newer 
star  giving  emphasis  to  other  values: 
"This  woman  is  all  wrong.  Now, 
when  Ethel  Barrymore  played  Lady 
Teazle — "  All  of  which  proves  that 
classics  are  classics  because  they  may  be 
played  by  a  thousand  different  actors 
a  thousand  different  ways. 

"The  Vinegar  Tree"  was  to  many 
in  the  audience  a  farce  comedy.  But,  if 
one  knows  anything  at  all  about  the 
mainsprings  of  human  conduct  it  was 
an  infinitely  more  subtle  thing  than 
that.  The  confirmation  for  those  who 
insist  that  it  is  farce  comes  in  the  final 
scene  when  the  lady  discovers  that  she 
has  been  barking  up  the  wrong  tree. 
We  think  that  the  author  made  this 
gesture  to  compromise  with  those  in 
the  audience  who  have  literal  minds. 
No  woman,  not  even  one  as  flighty  as 
Laura  Merrick,  forgets  the  name  or 
habits  of  the  one  flaming  passion  of 
her  life.  But  there  are  plenty  of  Laura 
Merrickswho  are  capable  of  inventing 
a  flaming  passion  and  possessing  it  to 
the  point  of  believing  that  it  is  true. 
Nobody  with  even  a  modicum  of 
brains,  on  thinking  the  matter  over, 
could  be  deluded  into  deciding  that 
Laura  Merrick  was  doing  anything 
but  make  believe  during  the  entire 
three  acts.  Of  course  she  never  had  a 
past.  If  she  had  she  would  not  have 
been  at  such  pains  to  revive  it.  But  she 
desperately  wanted  a  past  and  quite 
suddenly  it  popped  into  her  rattle 
brain  that  if  she  didn't  do  something 
about  it  pretty  quick  she  never  could 
have  one.  Or  perhaps  she  wanted  a 
future,  poor  dear.  Which  is  much  the 
same  thing  because  pasts  and  futures 

Continued  on  page  27 


ALTERNATIVE 

by  Constance  Ferris 

Astonished  eyes  behold  a  world  grown  strange,- 
Our  love,  you  say,  has  run  its  tortuous  course. 
Thus  readily  does  man  his  fancy  change, 
Nor  yet  perceive  occasion  (or  remorse. 

I'll  go  in  silence;  bow  to  meet  your  will. 

We  shall  be  friends,  inalienably  kind. 

This  passion  was  a  bother,  still — 

You  have  my  number,  if  you  change  your  mind. 


16 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


THE      LAST      WORD 


•  O.  O.  Mclntyre,  the  columyist 
hick,  a  very  amiable  farm  boy,  who 
made  good  in  the  big  city,  is  one  of 
the  most  popular  of  New  Yorkers.  He 
says  Fanny  Hurst  looks  like  a  Broad- 
way modiste.  Sinclair  Lewis  like  a 
third  baseman  in  a  bush  league,  Peter 
Kyne  like  a  contractor's  foreman. 
Irving  Cobb  like  a  British  barman. 
Charles  Norris  like  a  hotelkeeper.  He 
might  have  added:  Dreiser  like  a  sad 
hotel  porter  bewildered  by  revolving 
doors.  Sherwood  Anderson  like  an 
Irish-Italian  barber-poet,  Konrad  Ber- 
covici  like  a  Yiddish-Armenian  cour- 
ier. Paul  Whiteman  like  a  floury  chef 
de  cuisine.  Einstein  like  a  merry  boy. 
made  up  as  a  man,  needing  a  haircut: 
and.  Hoover  like  a  sour  mask  cut  from 
an  old.  drying  punkin. 

•  Ohio  grade  schools  students  an- 
swered examination  queries,  as  fol- 
lows: A  grass  widow  is  the  wife  of  a 
vegetarian.  In  Christianity  a  man  may 
have  only  one  wife:  it  is  called  mo- 
notony. A  man  who  marries  twice 
commits  bigotry.  SOS  is  a  music  sign 
for  Same  Only  Softer. 

•  Dancing  masters  of  America,  in 
solemn  convention,  denounce  gigolos. 
They  demand  that,  only,  union  dance 
teachers  be  allowed;  that  sex  appeal 
by  professional  men  prancers.  except 
the  legitimate  grace  of  masters,  be 
barred  from  hotels.  And  that  pure 
American  women  be  spared  the  indig- 
nity and  temptation  of  the  gigolo  sort 
of  male.  Despite  all  the  professors  can 
do,  the  well-to-do  wife  of  a  golfer, 
the  widow  of  a  man  who  perished 
making  money  for  her,  will  seek  out 
personable  gigs  who  offer  honorable 
love  on  the  floor,  poetry  of  motion, 
youth  and  soft  voices  in  honeyed 
words.  The  gigs  make  no  bones  of  it 
— the  masters  are  decrepit,  have  hali- 
tosis, flat  feet,  and  baldness. 

•  Boosting,  which  is  boasting,  telling 
lies  to  sell  something,  even  climate, 
brings  sad  reaction  when  forced  to 
face  failure.  In  Pasadena,  one  of  the 
chief  rookeries  of  the  Pollyana  birds, 
a  lofty  bridge  over  a  dry  arroyo — as 
dry  as  the  heart  of  the  church  in 
Southern  California — serves  as  a 
launching  place  for  souls  into  eternity. 
More  than  thirty-five  humans  have 
made  the  swift  descent  to  the  hard 
ground — hundreds  of  feet — to  escape 
Pasadena;  risking  heaven  or  hell.  Any- 
where, away  from  rotarianism,  pul- 
pitry,  chambers  of  commonness. 

Continued  on  page  32 


by  Frederick  O'Brien 

Editor's  Note:  With  this  issue  Frederick 
O'Brien  begins  a  series  of  monthly  articles 
for  The  SAN  FRANCISCAN.  In  signing  the 
contract  with  Mr.  O'Brien  the  Editor  has 
agreed  that  the  articles  will  not  be  subject  to 
editorial  censorship,  but  assumes  that  Mr. 
O'Brien  will  not  completely  violate  the  edi- 
torial policy  of  the  magazine. 

•  If  we  are  saved,  it  will  not  be  by 
the  men,  now,  in  their  early  twenties. 
They  come  to  me  by  the  dozen,  whin- 
ing, moping,  ego-crushed;  infected, 
apparently,  by  a  Dreiserian  poison. 
Not  that  Theodore  is  to  blame  for  his 
black  mulligrubs:  it's  his  bile  secre- 
tions. I  don't  know  the  younger  gen- 
eration, say,  from  ten  to  nineteen. 
These  two-decade-and-more  young- 
sters have  cars,  gin.  petting-mates,  in- 
dulgent mothers,  golfing  fathers.  But, 
they  complain:  the  girls  are  bum,  they 
pay.  I  think  the  girls  are  much  su- 
perior. Maybe,  they'll  save  us,  now, 
they've  shed  their  fears,  morals  and 
manners. 

•  In  England,  birth  control  will  be 
compulsory  within  a  few  years:  sanc- 
tioned by  a  panicky  church,  enforced 
by  law.  It  will  be  a  disgrace  to  have 
more  than  the  two  or  three  children, 
legally  allowed.  There  will  be  govern- 
ment institutions  for  birth  prevention 
after  conception;  as  in  Russia,  now. 
England  must  shrink  to  a  population 
a  third  less  than  today's,  through 
fewer  births,  pestilence,  civil  wars,  or 
voluntary  restraint.  In  history,  under 
the  danger  of  famine,  the  aristocracy 
of  a  nation  have  killed  all  their  own 
offspring  at  birth  to  set  example.  Jew- 
ish-Christian religious  tenets  will  fade 
before  hunger,  as  manna  before  the 
appetite  of  the  Jews  in  the  desert.  Al- 
ready, the  English  church  endorses 
birth  control,  "when  necessary." 

•  Never  before  in  the  history  of  the 
Catholic  Church,  in  a  thousand  years, 
have  rites  been  celebrated  with  the 
pomp,  wealth,  crowds,  and  prestige, 
as  now.  in  America.  The  Popes  of 
Rome,  since  Peter,  the  Middle  Ages, 
all  are  as  dross  compared  to  gold  and 
diamonds,  in  the  grandeur,  immensity, 
and  skilful  control  of  the  huge  gather- 
ings of  the  faithful  all  over  the  conti- 
nent. The  Church  is  the  one  continu- 
ing, historical,  monarchical  (dictator- 
ial )  group  on  the  globe.  It  grows  in 
common  sense,  adaptability,  Ameri- 
canization. 


•  In  New  York  lives  and  writes  a 
highly-paid  wisecracker.  named  Wal- 
ter Winchell,  whose  daily  smutterings 
are  read,  supposedly,  by  millions,  in 
many  cities.  Not  to  know  and  repeat 
what  he  says,  is  to  count  oneself  lost 
as  to  speakizzies,  Broadway,  movie- 
dumb,  and  the  minked  minxes  of  the 
night  whirl.  A  Carmelan,  unflavored 
by  the  sour-saccharine  fumes  of 
N'Yawk,  could  not  tell  Winchell's 
stuff  from  bad  tripe.  Magazines  give 
pages  to  effort  to  convey  the  marvel  of 
his  charm,  to  solving  the  mystery  of 
his  magic  smell.  Certainly,  his  pores 
are  wide  open  for  the  effluvia  of  com- 
monness. 

•  In  San  Francisco,  empty  stores,  for- 
mer restaurants,  abound.  A  dozen 
notable  places  "have  closed  this  year, 
failed.  Taits,  on  the  Beach,  a  delight- 
ful cafe  and  garden,  is  shut  after  a 
dozen  years,  as  is  his  downtown  place, 
a  large  building,  after  twenty  years. 
Prohibition  has  almost  ended  good 
food  and  service.  Fine  cooking  slowly 
passes.  America,  in  cuisine,  returns 
slowly  to  the  pioneer  era  of  hard 
liquor  and  commonplace  dishes.  The 
pale  Nazarene,  of  the  Methodist 
brand,  conquers,  for  the  time. 

•  Hair  on  the  face  is  coming  back. 
The  commonplace,  nude  visage,  is  an 
innovation  of  civilization:  designed 
for  classic  phizzes,  only.  A  vulgar 
fashion  of  barefacedness  for  a  decade 
or  so  is.  slowly,  being  shrouded  in 
lambrequins,  Galways,  spatchcocks, 
moustachios.  Hitlers,  whiskers.  Na- 
poleons, eyebrow  upperlippers,  and 
other  furry  adornments.  Sideburns 
peep  from  many  cheekbones.  The 
movies  have  done  it,  with  their  period 
pieces.  The  average  stupid,  illshaped 
face  is  bettered  by  capillament.  A 
naked  jib  may  be  carried  jauntily, 
only,  by  Apollos. 

•  Chester  Rowell,  the  millionaire, 
dry.  conservative  colyumist  of  the 
Chronicle,  thoroughly  informed,  and 
constitutionally  a  puritan  and  pluto- 
crat, says  Uncle  Sam  will  give  no  re- 
lief to  the  unemployed  this  winter. 
Rowell  is  an  ardent  Hooverite,  honest 
like  Hoover,  cold,  and  realistic.  He 
holds  office  under  Hoover,  serves  with 
rare  intelligence.  In  a  word,  he  is  the 
finest  type  of  what  the  Russian  reds 
called  boorjuice.  Will  Rogers,  with  a 
tenth  of  Rowell's  education,  travel, 
senses  American  life,  needs,  probable 
demands,  much  more  clearly. 


MODERN 


A  striking  contrast  between  the  Modern  Room,  designedly  Walter  F. 
Lamb  of  Lee  Eleanor  Graham,  Interior  Decorators,  and  the  Victorian 
Room,  assembled  by  Lloyd  L.  Rollins,  has  been  achieved  at  the  de 
Young  Museum.  Conservative  treatment  of  modern  interior  decorating 
has  been  brilliantly  executed,  showing  the  trend  of  present  day  styles 
in  which  a  period  piece  would  not  be  out  of  place  in  a  modern  room. 
The  Victorian  Room,  one  of  a  series  of  room  ensembles,  displays  a 
unique  collection  of  the  rare  and  distinctive  Victorian  modes  that 
are  now  being  revived. 


VICTORIAN 


18 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


As  To  Books 


Some  Notes  and  Comment  on  the  Autumn  List 

by  Ned  Hilton 


Two  Symphonies 
By  Andre  Gide 

Translated  by  Dorothy  Bussy 
(Alfred  A.  Knopf) 

i 

THESE  short  stories,  Isabelle  and 
The  Pastoral  Symphony,  pub- 
lished in  French  in  1911  and 
1919.  and  now  for  the  first  time 
made  available  in  translation,  will  be 
of  especial  interest  to  those  familiar 
with  Gide's  later  novels.  The  course 
of  Gide's  work,  the  gradual  develop- 
ment of  his  powers,  seem  to  be 
strangely  analogous  with  his  style — 
or,  more  properly,  with  his  mechanics 
of  story  construction.  For  just  as  he 
first  introduces  a  character  superfi- 
cially and  only  after  a  complex  series 
of  involutions  finally  reveals  that 
character  in  a  reality  often  paradox- 
ical and  but  vaguely  predictable,  so  is 
this  earlier  Gide  in  outer  semblance 
a  writer  whose  development  would 
have  been  difficult  to  forecast,  but  for 
the  slight  forebodings,  the  very  vague 
hints  which  are  nevertheless  enough  to 
set  these  stories  apart  from  all  others. 
For  though  he  borrows  the  con- 
ventional frameworks,  the  stories  are 


yet  strange  with  his  personal  magic: 
and  above  and  beyond  the  strong 
Puritanism  which  has  made  the  story 
of  Isabelle  as  cruel  and  as  bitter  as  an 
epistle  of  Paul,  there  is  in  every  line  a 
suggestion  of  a  distraught  man  writ- 
ing in  mortal  fear  of  a  non-existent 
horror  nearby.  That  may  seem  a 
meaningless  phrase;  but  I  can  think 
of  no  better  way  in  which  to  express 
the  never-defined  supernatural  and 
paradoxical  quality  of  these  Two 
Symphonies. 

You  will  not  lightly  forget  them 
— Isabelle  the  more  dramatic.  The 
Pastoral  Symphony  the  more  tender, 
each  filled  with  what  is  somewhat 
loosely  called  beauty  and — as  I  have 
perhaps  hinted — a  strong  odor  of  ter- 
rible things  which  are  not  there.  For 
these  are  but  the  first  chapters  of  the 
prose  creation  which  is  Andre  Gide — 
the  chapters  in  which  the  character  is 
introduced — in  the  main — only  su- 
perficially. 

The  Man  Who  Died 
By  D.  H.  Lawrence 
(Alfred  A.  Knopf) 

■  AWRENCE,  in  attempting  to  escape 
I  the  Puritan  who  harried  him, 
"■  chose  a  road  other  than  Gide's. 
Whither  that  road  took  him  may  be 
read  in  The  Man  Who  Died. 

The  Man,  in  this  short  novel — 
originally  published  in  Paris  in  1929 
under  the  title  of  The  Escaped  Cock 
— is  Jesus  of  Nazareth.  Reviving  in 
the  tomb  and  departing,  he  decides 
that  he  has  been  wrong  in  his  mes- 
sianic attempts.  "The  teacher  and  the 
saviour  are  dead  in  me;  now  I  can  go 
about  my  business,  into  my  own  sin- 
gle life."  From  asceticism  his  mind 
swings  to  the  other  extreme  of  sex- 
ual sublimation.  Some  humans,  he 
thinks,  must  show  the  virtues  of  the 
clod:  others  wait  to  feel  within  them 
that  superior  godhead  sometimes 
hymned  in  other  of  Lawrence's 
works. 

The  Man,  thus  moved  in  another 
way  to  cheat  his  body,  sets  forth  into 
the  world  as  a  physician,  and  finally 
meets  a  priestess  of  Isis,  to  whom  he 
appears  as  the  embodiment  of  Osiris. 
The  hyper-longing  of  each  is  con- 
summated, and  the  Man  departs, 
promising  to  return — in  his  charac- 
ter, as  Christ-Osiris,  of  the  resurrected 
male. 


Now  I  do  not  think  that,  in  spite 
of  the  parable  of  the  escaped  cock 
with  which  the  story  starts,  Lawrence 
meant  the  book  ironically.  This  man 
who  came  weak  from  a  tomb  and 
walked  the  earth  libidinously  can  be 
interpreted  as  the  Christian  religion, 
so-called.  If  satire  was  meant,  it  is 
very  fine  satire.  Certainly  his  Isis  has 
much  more  in  common  with  a  mod- 
ern frustrated  clubwoman  than  with 
the  great  old  female  principle  of  the 
Egyptians.  But  I  think  the  humor  is 
unconscious,  and  therefore  disturbing 
to  those  of  us  who  know  the  Law- 
rence of  Sons  and  Lovers  and  Aaron's 
Rod. 

But  though  he  would  seem  to  have 
lost  his  mental  balance,  he  did  not 
lose  his  phenomenal  powers  as  an  art- 
ist. There  is  no  weakening,  in  this 
book,  of  the  deep  and  rich  and  never- 
banal  voice  of  that  prose  which  trans- 
cends such  matters  as  theology  and 
the  gilded  lily  of  tumescence. 

Sin  and  Sex 

By  Robert  Briffault 

(Macaulay) 
The  Mothers 

By  Robert  Briffault — 1  volume 

(Macmillan) 

SIN  AND  SEX  is  an  unfortunate 
title.  It  suggests  a  combination 
of  What  Every  Wee  Laddie 
Should  Know  and  Get  Washed  in  the 
Blood  of  the  Lamb.  And  it  is  nothing 
of  the  sort.  Briffault  is  an  anthropolo- 
gist and  biologist  of  a  considerable 
reputation  in  the  less  stuffy  and  senti- 
mental academic  circles.  And  he  is 
also  that  most  rare  bird,  a  scientific 
writer  with  a  genuine  (not  profes- 
sorial) sense  of  humor. 

In  Sin  and  Sex  he  contrasts  the 
moral  tradition  of  our  civilization, 
derived  through  Christianity  from 
Judaism,  with  the  ethical  principles 
of  the  ancient  Greeks.  Arguing  from 
his  anthropological  knowledge,  he 
shows  through  what  stages  modern 
coercive  morality  has  developed  from 
"the  primitive  savage  notion  that 
pleasurable  experience  is  prone  to  ex- 
cite the  envy  of  jealous  ghosts,  gob- 
lins, or  gods." 

The  attention  of  all  of  us  has  been 
called,  before  this,  to  the  unreason- 
ableness of  the  assumption  of  police 
duty  by  the  occupiers  of  pulpits.  Con- 
cerning the  obvious  evils  of  our  inher- 
ited system  of  morals  we  have  been 
shouted  at.  Jahu  is  assumed  to  know, 
often  enough.  It  is  refreshing  to  find 
someone  so  well-informed  and  reason- 
able that  he  need  not  shout. 

For  Briffault  is  not  ranting  against 
the  existence  of  Puritan  psychology 
so  much  as  explaining  it — tracing  the 

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SEPTEMBER,  1931 


Oofty-Goofty  and  Big  Bertha 

Highlights  on  Two  Stars  of  the  Barbary  Coast 


by  Zoe  A.  Battu 


FOR  years  there  made  his  way  along 
Barbary  Coast  an  unfortunate, 
battered  little  man.  known  by  the 
name  of  Oofty-Goofty.  In  Barbary 
Coast,  Oofty-Goofty  had  found  a 
world  and  refuge  in  which  he  could 
sustain  himself  after  a  fashion.  To 
Oofty-Goofty  the  world  outside  the 
Coast  was  a  puzzling  place.  He  could 
find  no  niche  in  it.  and  for  the  prob- 
lems of  such  as  he.  its  Gods  and  rulers 
had  only  charity. 

Barbary  Coast,  on  the  other  hand, 
understood  Oofty-Goofty  and  he  un- 
derstood it.  The  Coast  took  Oofty- 
Goofty  as  it  found  him.  It  did  not 
see  him  as  a  "social  problem,"  and  it 
did  not  try  to  change  him.  In  its  way, 
indeed,  the  Coast  loved  Oofty-Goofty. 
In  proof  thereof  its  saloons  and  re- 
sorts were  always  open  to  him.  and  in 
them  Oofty-Goofty  was  free  to  prac- 
tice his  strange  trade  with  no  ques- 
tions asked. 

His  trade  consisted  of  being  kicked. 
For  ten  cents  Oofty-Goofty  would 
allow  anyone,  who  so  desired,  to  for- 
cibly plant  his  foot  on  the  seat  of  his 
pants.  For  a  quarter  he  could  be 
smartly  smacked  with  a  cane.  For  fifty 
cents  or  more  a  base  ball  bat  could  be 
applied  to  the  nether  part  of  Oofty- 
Goofty's  anatomy.  Customers  were 
quite  plentiful,  because  the  Coast 
abounded  in  inebriates  and  the  kick- 
ing idea  always  struck  these  gentle- 
men as  tremendously  funny  and  well 
worth  the  price. 

Besides  his  kicking  business,  Oofty- 
Goofty  had.  in  the  course  of  his 
career,  two  steady  jobs  with  steady 
pay.  Both  jobs,  unfortunately,  came 
to  sudden  and  sad  ends.  One  of  these 
jobs  was  in  a  freak  show  on  Market 
Street,  and  Oofty-Goofty  was  the 
Wild  Man  from  Borneo. 

In  this  capacity,  he  sat  in  a  big 
cage,  hung  between  floor  and  ceiling 
by  heavy  chains.  His  body  was  cov- 
ered with  sticky  black  stuff  into  which 
hair  and  feathers  were  stuck.  A  spieler 
explained  how  the  Wild  Man  had 
been  captured  in  the  jungles  after  ter- 
rific struggles.  He  interpreted  the  jum- 
bled sounds  made  by  the  Wild  Man 
as  the  words  Oofty-Goofty.  the  sole 
extent  of  his  vocabulary  and  explana- 
tion of  his  name. 

At  the  end  of  a  long  stick  the 
spieler  offered  the  Wild  Man  raw  meat 
and  fruit,  which  he  snatched  and  de- 
voured   greedily.      Occasionally,     the 


Wild  Man  shook  the  bars  of  his  cage, 
made  horrible  faces,  and  growled 
savagely.  Little  girls  whimpered  and 
hid  their  faces,  and  little  boys  drew 
closer  to  their  elders.  The  crowds 
gaped  and  dimes  overflowed  the  freak 
show's  coffers. 

But  presently  the  Wild  Man 
drooped  and  languished,  and  at  last 
fell  downright  ill.  He  was  taken  to 
the  Emergency  Hospital.  The  prob- 
lem of  how  to  get  the  accumulated 
sticky  stuff  off  Oofty-Goofty's  body 
without  peeling  off  his  skin  was  one 
without  precedence  in  medical  annals. 
Finally  it  was  partially  accomplished 
by  soaking  the  patient  in  oil.  A  series 
of  sun  baths  on  the  roof  completed  the 
denuding  process.  Then  Oofty-Goofty 
was  read  a  lecture  that  impressed,  even 
upon  his  poor  wits,  the  dangers  in  a 
diet  of  raw  meat,  no  exercise  and  in- 
ability of  the  body  to  perspire.  He  re- 
turned to  the  business  of  being  kicked 
until  he  was  hailed  to  the  limelight  by 
the  advent  of  Big  Bertha. 

Big  Bertha,  a  lady  of  impressive 
proportions,  came  upon  the  San  Fran- 
cisco scene  early  in  the  '80s.  Her  means 
of  support  were  invisible  but  seem- 
ingly ample.  Her  large  person  was 
decked  with  diamonds.  Her  wardrobe 
was  expensive  and  extensive,  and  she 
added  to  it  almost  daily,  to  the  joy 
and  profit  of  the  keepers  of  exclusive 
shops.  She  engaged  quarters  in  an  ex- 
pensive hotel  and  entertained  lavishly. 

IN  GOOD  TIME.  Big  Bertha  discreetly 
let  it  be  known  that  she  was  a 
widow — a  wealthy  Jewish  widow 


19 


— that  she  planned  to  make  San  Fran- 
cisco her  home,  that  she  was  lonesome 
and  had  hopes  of  finding  a  new  hus- 
band. Naturally  she  was  besieged  by 
gentlemen  with  matrimonial  yearn- 
ings. To  every  suitor,  regardless  of 
age,  race  or  religion,  Big  Bertha  gave 
the  same  audience  and  attention,  for 
she  was  a  woman  of  the  world  and 
entirely  free  of  petty  prejudices. 

She  had,  in  fact,  only  one  hard  and 
fast  standard  to  which  a  husband 
must  conform.  As  a  woman  of  wealth, 
she  had  interests  in  certain  profitable 
enterprises.  A  husband  with  sufficient 
capital  and  energy  could  make  these 
holdings  even  more  profitable,  and  the 
additional  profits  would,  of  course,  be 
shared  mutually.  Thus  to  every  suitor 
was  put  the  question  as  to  whether  he 
was  financially  able  and  willing  to 
acquire  an  interest  in  her  business  en- 
terprises and  proposed  undertakings. 
A  surprising  number  of  gentlemen,  it 
seems,  were  not  only  able  but  also 
entirely  willing  to  contract  matri- 
mony on  this  basis.  Some  of  them 
even  went  so  far  as  to  back  up  their 
good  intentions  with  substantial  sums 
in  cash.  For  their  cash  they  failed  to 
receive  so  much  as  a  fake  stock  cer- 
tificate. 

Inevitably,  rumors  of  these  machin- 
ations reached  the  ears  of  the  police. 
Investigation  in  the  East  and  Europe 
revealed  that  Big  Bertha  had  been  hus- 
band hunting  for  a  good  many  years, 
always  in  the  haute  monde.  That 
was  enough  for  the  police.  They 
found  a  technical  charge  upon  which 
to  arrest  the  lady  and  hold  her  for 
someone  to  make  definite  and  major 
charges  against  her.  For  days  she  re- 
posed in  the  City  Prison,  while  the 
police  ran  around  town  interviewing 
butter  and  egg  men,  bankers,  brokers 
and  contractors,  who  had  been  her 
erstwhile  playmates.  But  no  one  could 
be  found  to  admit  that  his  relations 

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mfiwf/ 


' — oops,  sorry — wrong  tree!" 


20 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


BEATRICE  «.ltl  I  \«M  «.ll 


The  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Greenough 
of  Newport  and  grand  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs. 
Whitney  Warren  was  a  recent  visitor  to  California 
this  summer.  While  here  Miss  Greenough  was  the 
guest  of  her  uncle  Mr.  Whitney  Warren,  Jr.  and 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Charles  Dabney  of  Santa  Barbara. 


MERRY-GO-ROUND 


THE  Reno  elopement  of  Miss  Mabel  Morgan  to 
Louis  Antoine  Bovet.  Jr..  is  the  culmination  of  a 
boy  and  girl  romance  begun  when  both  were  at- 
tending High  School  in  San  Mateo,  in  which  city  Mr. 
and  Mrs.  Charles  Morgan,  parents  of  Miss  Mabel, 
made  their  home  for  many  years  before  moving  to 
Clear  Lake,  their  present  home. 

The  announcement  of  their  marriage  brings  back 
vividly  to  early  Californians  memories  of  bygone  days 
when  young  Bovet's  grandparents,  the  late  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Antoine  Borel.  lived  in  the  magnificent  mansion 
at  the  corner  of  Washington  and  Franklin  Streets, 
during  their  occupancy  the  scene  of  almost  royal  splen- 
dor and  lavish  entertainment.  The  late  Mr.  Borel,  a 
banker,  was  a  member  of  a  prominent  and  aristocratic 
family  of  France.  He  owned  a  beautiful  chateau  and 
spent  his  summers  there  with  his  large  and  interesting 
family. 

Young  Bovet's  mother  was  Grace  Borel  and  the 
family  includes  the  parents  and  Louis  Antoine.  Jr., 
Grace  and  Chonita  Raymond,  Antoine  and  Eric.  Mrs. 
Aylett  R.  Cotton  (Alice  Borel)  is  an  aunt  of  Miss 
Morgan's  fiance.  Mrs.  John  Mellgreen  Lewis  (widow 
of  J.  M.  Lewis),  who  was  Sophie  Borel.  is  another 
aunt.  Aylett  Cotton,  Jr.,  is  a  cousin.  Miss  Chonita 
Borel  and  Antoine  Borel,  Jr.,  who  married  Miss 
Maizie  McMahon.  are  his  aunt  and  uncle. 

NATHANIEL  MESSER.  Jr..  who  gave  testimony  in 
the  trial  of  the  Flood  case  in  Redwood  City,  is 
the  son  of  the  late  "Nat"  Messer,  who  was  one 
of  the  handsomest  men  of  his  day,  tall  and  command- 
ing of  figure,  and  with  prematurely  gray  hair.  He  was 
one  of  the  favorite  beaux  of  early  days  and  married 
Miss  Lizzie  Giffen,  prominent  in  society  in  the  sev- 
enties and  eighties. 

Messer,  Sr.,  was  the  typical  man  about  town,  knew 
everybody  and  was  liked  by  them  all.  And  his  wife 
knew  full  well  all  there  was  to  know  about  her  Nat's 
foibles  and  follies.  They  did  not  bother  her  at  all. 

It  was  during  a  celebration  of  the  British  Society 
at  old  Woodward's  Gardens.  The  Golden  Jubilee  of 
Queen  Victoria  was  being  celebrated  by  all  sorts  and 
conditions  of  men  and  women  at  the  Gardens  in  the 
Mission.  There  were  seen  High  Society,  Shy  Society 
and  Near  Society.  Along  came  handsome  Nat  Messer 
escorting  a  party  of  gay  blondes  (for  even  then  gentle- 
men seemed  to  prefer   em  ) . 

An  old  friend  of  the  family,  a  conservative  and 
starched  dame,  passing  along  the  board  walk  with  her 
husband,  spied  gay  Nat  and  his  crowd  of  fascinating 
blondes. 

No  recognition  on  either  side  .  .  .  but  the  Old  Lady 
registered  shock,  horror! 

Of  course  she  thought  it  her  duty  to  tell  it  all  to 
Mrs.  Messer. 

The  beautiful  wife  of  gay  Nat  was  at  the  breakfast 
table  when  the  Conservative  Dame  came  in,  and  in  a 
voice  audible  to  most  of  the  breakfasters  remarked  .  .  . 
"Oh,  Mrs.  Messer,  I  consider  it  my  duty  to  tell  you 
where  I  saw  Mr.  Messer  last  evening.  He  was  treating 
a  bevy  of  Gay  Women  to  beer!" 

Whereupon  Mrs.  Messer,  looking  her  prettiest, 
gently  replied:  "My  husband  treating  to  beer.''  He 
should  be  ashamed.  He  can  well  afford  champagne." 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 


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SURROUNDED  by  members  of  his 
family,  including  his  grandsons, 
Evans  Searles  Pillsbury  cele- 
brated his  92nd  birthday  in  Santa 
Barbara  last  month,  at  his  home  in 
Hot  Springs  Road.  Mrs.  Walter  Bliss 
(Edith  Pillsbury)  and  her  husband 
went  from  San  Francisco  to  be  present 
at  the  luncheon  celebration.  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Evans  Pillsbury  II  of  Carpin- 
teria  joined  the  family  circle.  The  lat- 
ter was  formerly  Catherine  Wheeler 
of  New  York.  She  married  the  wealthy 
club  and  society  man,  Fall  Gardner, 
subsequently  divorcing  him  and  re- 
ceiving one  hundred  thousand  dollars 
alimony.  Clifford  Wheeler,  connected 
with  the  moving  picture  industry  in 
Hollywood,  is  her  brother. 

THE  visit  of  those  charming  young 
matrons,  Mrs.  Hans  Woolmann 
(Edith  Lowe)  and  Mrs.  Horace 
Martin  (Evelyn  Selfridge) ,  from  Los 
Angeles  was  the  motif  of  the  large 
tea  given  by  Mrs.  Thomas  Menzies 
(Blanche  Russell)  at  her  home  in 
Sausalito  when  former  schoolmates 
and  chums  were  bidden  to  meet  the 
visitors  from  the  South.  Mrs.  Wool- 
mann spent  her  girlhood  in  Sausalito 
when  her  parents,  the  late  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  J.  Lowe,  were  closely  identified 
with  early  day  society  there,  one  of 
the  most  interesting  groups  of  people 
one  remembers  J.  B.  Lowe.  Jr.,  and 
family,  Sausalito. 

Mrs.  Martin  is  the  only  child  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edward  A.  Selfridge, 
member  of  one  of  the  most  prominent 
families  here,  is  a  niece  of  Mrs.  Russell 
Selfridge  and  granddaughter  of  the 
late  Mr.  and  Mrs.  George  Selfridge  of 
San  Francisco. 

The  marriage  of  Moseley  Taylor 
recently,  in  Fitzwilliam,  New  York, 
and  his  bride,  Miss  Lorna  Doone 
Barnes,  brings  to  mind  the  beautiful 
wedding  at  which  he  was  the  bride- 
groom and  Miss  Emily  Pope,  daugh- 
ter of  the  George  Popes,  Sr.,  was  the 
bride.  Also  recalls  their  subsequent 
divorce  when  the  young  wife's  father 
testified  in  the  Superior  Court  that  he 
had  supported  his  daughter  and  his 
six-year-old  granddaughter  Emily  at 
an  expense  of  $  18,000  a  year. 

WHEN  the  news  came  from  Chi- 
cago a  few  months  ago  that 
Charles  S.  Stanton  had  mar- 
ried Mrs.  Helen  Bassett  in  that  city  it 
was  no  surprise  to  the  bride's  many 
friends  here.  Better  known  to  her  old 
friends  as  Helen  Dickens,  her  girlhood 
name,  she  is  the  second  daughter  of 
the  late  Captain  and  Mrs.  E.  F.  Dick- 
ens of  this  city.  She  was  a  debutante 
when  she  married  Harvey  F.  Bassett, 
Stanford  graduate  of  '03,  popular 
member  of  the  Family  Club.  It  was 


considered  one  of  those  ideal  love  af- 
fairs but  ended  in  the  divorce  court. 
The  one  child  of  the  union  died  in 
infancy. 

Charles  S.  Stanton,  to  whom  and 
his  bride  James  Woods  turned  over  a 
whole  floor  of  the  William  Taylor 
Hotel  for  their  San  Francisco  stay,  has 
been  connected  with  the  Hearst  news- 
papers for  many  years. 

Mrs.  Stanton  has  many  relatives 
about  here  who  will  delight  to  enter- 
tain for  her.  Miss  Lelia  Dickens,  her 
aunt,  among  them. 

FOLLOWING  their  usual  custom  of 
spending  the  summer  in  Califor- 
nia, Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  Henry 
Pool  arrived  a  short  time  ago  and 
opened  their  house  in  Menlo  Park. 
During  the  San  Mateo  National  Horse 
Show  their  beautiful  home  was  the 
scene  of  much  hospitality. 

Mrs.  Pool  is  a  native  San  Francis- 
can and  on  both  sides  of  the  family 
comes  of  people  prominent  in  early 
California  history.  Her  father  was  the 
late  James  Mervyn  Donohue  and  her 
grandfather,  the  late  Peter  A.  Dono- 
hue. Her  mother,  the  former  Isabel 
Wallace,  is  a  daughter  of  the  late 
Chief  Justice  of  the  Supreme  Court, 
William  T.  Wallace.  The  second  hus- 
band. Richard  H.  Sprague,  is  from 
New  Orleans.  Mrs.  Donohue's  daugh- 
ter took  her  stepfather's  name  and  was 
always  known  as  Isabelle  D.  Sprague. 
The  Spragues  had  three  sons  of  whom 
but  one  is  living,  William  Wallace 
Sprague.  He  makes  his  home  in  New 
Orleans  where  the  Spragues  are  prom- 
inently placed  in  the  social  and  finan- 
cial world. 

THE  arrival  recently  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Paul  Bancroft.  Jr..  from 
New  York  on  a  visit  to  the  for- 
mer's parents,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Paul 
Bancroft,  Sr..  at  their  apartments  in 
the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel,  has  been 
made  the  incentive  of  much  entertain- 
ing. Mrs.  Bancroft,  Jr..  is  the  former 
Rita  Manning,  attractive  New  York 
debutante. 

The  lately  announced  engagement 
of    Miss   Martha    Barker    Alexander, 


MARGARET  GAFFEY  MEL 

With  the  translation  of  Paul  Achard's  "Un 
Oeil  Neuf  sur  I'Amerique",  appearing  as 
"A  New  Slant  on  America",  we  have  a 
new  slant  on  both  Paul  Achard  and  his 
translator,  Margaret  Gaff  ey  Mel,  daughter 
of  a  distinguished  California  family.  Miss 
Mel's  brilliant  translation  has  received 
praise  not  only  from  American  critics  but 
from  French.  Her  intimate  knowledge  of 
the  French  language  has  made  possible  a 
charming  interpretation  that  does  not 
smack  of  stilted  word  substitution  but  of 
the  familiar  genuineness  of  Achard's 
own  style. 


only  child  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Wallace 
McKinney  Alexander  of  Piedmont,  to 
Frank  L.  Gerbode,  son  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  F.  A.  Gerbode,  formerly  of  Sac- 
ramento but  now  of  Piedmont,  was 
no  surprise  to  their  many  friends.  The 
engagement  was  known  to  their  inti- 
mate associates  for  some  time.  The 
beautiful  home  of  the  Alexanders, 
Brown  Gables,  Sea  View  Avenue, 
Piedmont,  is  one  of  the  showplaces 
across  the  Bay. 

Miss  Alexander  is  a  graduate  of 
Miss  Ransome's  School,  of  Mt.  Ver- 
non Academy  in  Washington.  D.  C: 
she  attended  U.  C.  in  Berkeley,  but  is 
now  at  Stanford.  She  and  her  fiance 
will  both  graduate  from  Stanford 
next  year. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  William  J.  Leet 
and  their  daughters,  Misses 
Adelia  and  Winifred,  who 
have  been  occupying  their  country 
house  at  Carmel  during  August,  have 
returned  to  their  lovely  home  on  The 
Alameda  in  San  Jose.  Mrs.  Leet  is  one 
of  the  daughters  of  the  late  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Edward  McLaughlin  of  San 
Jose.  In  early  days  Mr.  McLaughlin 
established  a  bank  with  the  late  C.  T. 
Ryland.  this  old  landmark  of  the  Gar- 
den City  being  known  as  the  Ryland 
&  McLaughlin  Bank  and  situated  at 
the  corner  of  Santa  Clara  and  First 
Streets. 

Mrs.  John  F.  Brooke.  Sr.,  of  San 
Francisco,  is  Mrs.  Leet's  sister. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  McLaughlin  were 
devout  Roman  Catholics,  about  the 
first  to  establish  a  private  chapel  in 
their  home,  where  mass  was  often 
celebrated. 

Continued  on  page  29 


22 


Hans  Hofman 

Concerning  a  Great  Painter  »  Teacher,  Philosopher 


//■  WOULD  oaint  as  Schubert  sings 
I  — as  Beethoven  creates  his  cos- 
mos of  sound:  through  artistic 
discipline  to  beget  within  the  self  that 
harmonious  inner  world  which 
breathes  and  becomes  intelligible  to 
others  through  the  medium  of  the 
art  .  .  ." 

Hans  Hofmann  of  Munich:  expan- 
sively German,  naive  as  a  Parisian,  liv- 
ing an  enthusiasm  almost  American! 
A  beautiful  youth's  voice  first  pre- 
cipitated him  into  the  way  and  dream 
of  art.  His  song  and  the  musical  train- 
ing which  its  charm  demanded 
brought  his  life  to  parallel  with  young 
composers,  musicians,  who.  now  his 
friends,  ioom  in  the  vanguard  of  mod- 
ern German  music  nearly  as  signifi- 
cantly as  Hofmann  stands  at  the  apex 
of  contemporary  German  painting. 

He  remembers  himself  as  a  tradi- 
tionally bad  student  in  the  scholastic 
sense.  However,  his  early  love  of  phy- 
sics confirmed  the  truth  that  the  crea- 
tive mind  is,  fundamentally,  a  bi- 
polarity  of  artistic  and  scientific. 

Nichaelow,  the  Bulgar,  first  brought 
Hofmann  to  painting.  Interest  in  the 
Balkan  artist's  personality  and  knowl- 
edge projected  itself  upon  Hofmann's 
first  glimpse  of  art  through  music. 

The  new  painting  impulse  drew 
him  to  Paris — guided  him  from  the 
conventional  morass  of  art  schools, 
academies. 

He  slept  in  daytime  in  Paris,  rising 
only  to  view  exhibitions.  For  his  first 
half  year,  traditionally,  he  listened  to 
the  succubi  of  the  city,  and,  tradition- 
ally, he  understood  on  one  early  morn- 
ing walk  across  the  Pont  Neuf  from 
Montmartre,  watching  the  morning 
sun  evolve  behind  Notre  Dame:  that 
here  shimmered  a  Paris  of  another 
flavor,  more  austere,  but.  certainly, 
lovelier  and  more  momentous  than  the 
city  which  theretofore  had  described 
itself  to  him  in  the  whorls  of  smoke 
shrouding  his  new  friends  of  late  eve- 
ning and  early  morning  at  the  Cafe  du 
Dome.  And  the  candid  morning  sun 
presented,  as  it  had  to  others,  less  wise, 
the  tragic  arc  of  Montmartre,  Mont- 
parnasse,  the  Seine. 

A  fruitful  reaction  in  Belgium,  be- 
side the  North  Sea,  was  safe  alterna- 
tive. Then  he  began  painting  again — 
conscientiously,  consistently.  The 
fresh  mood,  surer  and  mature,  re- 
turned him  to  Paris,  to  ten  years  of 
hard  work,  breasting  the  critics  with 


by  Hammond  Dennett 

Picasso,  Derais  and  the  other  great 
modernists. 

This  was  Hofmann's  most  produc- 
tive period.  This  was  the  hour  of  his 
becoming — the  time  of  struggle  with 
the  bases  which  were  to  support  a 
young  art.  an  art  contemporary  and 
valid  in  the  exacting  terms  and  for  the 
wishful  hunger  of  the  modern  world. 

Unhappily,  many  of  his  best  com- 
positions, painted  during  that  strong 
period,  were  destroyed  during  the 
World  War. 

The  Hans  Hofmann  Schule  fur 
Bildende  Kunst.  the  artist  conceived  in 
1915.  Turbulent,  anxious  Germany 
pressed  against  his  desire  to  make  the 
school  a  means  of  his  artistic  expres- 
sion. The  strain  of  founding  and 
maintaining  the  school  during  the  war 
period  exacted  an  heavy  toll  from  his 
painting.  He  insists  that  the  sacrifice 
was  needed,  worthwhile.  How  well  he 
founded,  sacrificed,  we  know — Hof- 
mann's school  today  is  the  chief  nu- 
cleus of  European  art  study. 

Until  1930-1931  Hofmann  held 
his  summer  schools  at  Ragoussa  in 
Dalmatia  on  the  Adriatic;  Capri;  St. 
Tropez  in  Southern  France:  through- 
out Germany.  These  last  two  years 
have  brought  him  to  California,  to  the 
State  University  at  Berkeley. 

Basically,  the  teaching  device  which 
attracts  students  to  Hofmann  in  such 
enthusiastic  masses,  is  its  thorough 
humanity.  He  is  not  satisfied  with  a 
conventional  motive  for  his  art  school. 
He  demands  a  rigorous  congruency 
with  essential  philosophic  rhythms. 
The  tempo  of  his  teaching  is  that  of 
life.  He  could  not  be  a  pedant — I  do 
not  think  he  could  even  disguise  him- 
self as  one. 

NEW  YORK.  Fifth  Avenue,  Fifty- 
seventh  Street.  Hofmann,  eyes 
skyward,  on  the  corner.  "Wun- 
derbar.  wunderschon  . . .  !"  We  might 
distrust  this  rapture  in  another,  in 
Hofmann  we  understand  it  is  real, 
founded. 

This  naivete  is  a  protecting  veil  for 
the  true  artist.  Hofmann  sees  America 
as  America.  He  had  no  preconceived 
notions  of  the  actual  artistic  resource 
of  our  cities'  sky  contours.  He  discov- 
ers Chicago's  silhouette  from  the  lake- 
shore,  the  graph  outline  of  New  York, 
hill-perched  San  Francisco,  Los  An- 
geles spreading  like  a  robe — feels 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 

them,  understands,  likes  them.  He 
pleads  for  organization  in  their 
beauty. 

There  is  an  economy  in  his  speech, 
a  necessary  one,  perhaps,  because  of 
his  unfamiliarity  with  English:  but, 
happily,  this  only  pleases  with  its 
terse,  curt,  oracular  quality. 

Into  a  page  foreword  to  his  August 
exhibition  of  pen  and  pencil  drawings 
at  the  Palace  of  the  Legion  of  Honor. 
San  Francisco,  is  packed  a  full  text. 
Surely,  he  maintains: 

"Formal  elements  of  painting  are: 
line,  plane,  volume  and  the  resulting 
formal  complexes.  These  are  the  ele- 
ments of  construction.  The  aim  of  art 
is  to  vitalize  form. 

"The  medium  of  expression  is  the 
picture  plane,  the  means  for  its  vitali- 
zation  are  color  and  light  integrated 
into  planes.  Form  develops  its  power 
through  the  creation  of  space  unity. 

"Color  develops  its  power  through 
the  creation  of  light  unity.  The  crea- 
tion of  space  and  light  unity  is,  in  a 
certain  sense,  synonomous.  Light  and 
space  unity  are  identical  with  the  pur- 
pose of  the  picture  plane.  The  essence 
of  the  picture  plane  is  its  two-dimen- 
sionality. It  is  possible,  through  the 
development  of  space  and  light  unity, 
to  create  three-dimensionality  on  this 
plane  without  destroying  its  two- 
dimensionality.  The  two-dimension- 
ality of  the  picture  plane  is  synon- 
omous with  the  created  space  and 
light  unity. 

"We  perceive  this  in  the  movement 
and  tension  relation  of  the  form  and 
in  the  movement  and  tension  relation 
of  the  color,  which  is  expressed  in  in- 
tervals, complimentary  relations  and 
contrasts. 

"For  this  the  life  of  the  composition 
becomes  a  spiritual  unity." 

There  is  a  sharp  and  instructive  pre- 
cision in  these  phrases.  Their  determi- 
nant is  knowledge  tinctured  by  deci- 
siveness. 

Someone  suggested  that  this  cata- 
!ogue  Preface   be  a   biographical 
squib."  Hofmann  was  furious. 
"Nonsense!" 

SUMMER'S  END 

by  Sydney  Kins  Russell 

Do  not  look  on  me  in  pity 
Nor  with  what  might  pass  for  tact 
Grope  for  phrases  wise  and  witty,- 
words  can  never  conquer  fact. 
If  you've  had  enough  of  me 
Speak  the  word  and  wander  free. 

Autumn's  stealing  on  once  more,- 
Let's  forget  those  April  days 
That  will  never,  as  before, 
Lead  us  down  forgotten  ways  .   . 
Darling,  if  you  only  knew, 
I  am  quite  fed  up  with  you! 


SEPTEMBER,  1931 


23 


Hob  hill  tcpicr 


FIVE  years  of  glorious  success — and 
what  jubilant  celebrating  there  will  be 
when  the  Mark  Hopkins  holds  its 
"wooden"  anniversary  this  (all!  Land 
marks  of  the  Pacific  Coast,  the  Fairmont 
and  Mark  Hopkins  hotels  have  surpassed 
San  Francisco's  boast  of  fine  hotels. 
European  travelers  are  drawn  to  Nob  Hill 
by  the  magnetism  of  these  establish- 
ments. "Where  to  live"  has  never  been  a 
problem  to  be  decided  haphazardly. 
Today  one  caters  to  the  epicurean  taste 
in  food;  with  care  and  precision  one 
selects  antiques.  But  none  of  these  ques- 
tions can  compare  with  one's  fastidious- 
ness in  choosing  a  permanent  HOME. 

The  jagged  "ups  and  downs"  of  San 
Francisco's  typography!  These  necessi- 
tate living  in  the  Bay  Region  or  on  the 
Peninsula,  but  think  of  the  Disadvan- 
tages! Life  is  too  short  to  waste  in 
commuting.  There  IS  an  alternative  and 
an  inviting  one  at  that.  Why  not  hiber- 
nate on  Nob  Hill?  There  you  may  have 
the  privacy  of  your  own  home  OR  the 
comradeship  that  you  seek  when  you 
LEAVE  your  home. 

Quiet  and  serene,  a  center  of  social 
atmosphere,  a  moment's  time  from  the 
heart  of  the  business  district,  Nob  Hill 
stands  in  glory  on  the  heights  of  San 
Francisco.  The  Fairmont  and  Mark  Hop- 
kins hotels  have  a  twofold  advantage — 
grandeur  and  elegance,  coupled  with 
ideal  surroundings,  a  view  over  San 
Francisco,  over  the  bay,  and  even  be- 
yond the  blue  horizon".  That  is  why 
San  Franciscans  who  really  "know"  live 
in  a  setting  such  as  this,  an  environment 
fit  for  the  gods  who  also  chose  high 
places  whereon  they  could  dwell  in 
comfort  and  gaze  upon  the  rest  of  the 
world. 


The  multiple  dwelling — this  is  the  re- 
sult of  the  increased  demand  for  eco- 
nomic luxury.  It  sprang  from  the  hotel 
which  in  turn  hit  upon  the  apartment- 
hotel  idea.  Household  facilities  complete 
the  equation.  No  longer  must  "house- 
keeping burdens"  be  whispered.  Service, 
cuisine,  and  entertainment  are  assured. 
You  may  entertain  at  "home",  OR  in  the 
private  and  main  dining  rooms  of  the 
Aristocrats  of  Nob  Hill.  The  choice  rests 
with  you.  Life  in  a  Fairmont  or  Mark 
Hopkins  hotel  suite  is  a  life  of  freedom 
and  luxury. 

The  opera  season  will  formally  usher 
in  the  fall  social  events.  September  3rd 
will  fire  the  opening  salvo.  At  a  Junior 
League  tea,  opera  costumes  and  pre- 
vailing modes,  shown  by  San  Francisco's 
leading  stores,  will  be  modeled.  There 
will  be  special  entertainment  at  the  Hotel 
Mark  Hopkins  on  the  opening  night  of 
the  opera.  All  of  San  Francisco  will 
throng  in  Peacock  Court  to  dance  to  the 
strains  of  Anson  Weeks'  captivating 
music,  and  receipts  of  the  evening  will  go 
to  the  Junior  League  which  will  "live 
happily  ever-after." 

Everybody  will  get  a  "kick"  out  of 
the  football  season.  The  ultimate  goal 
will  be  found  in  Peacock  Court.  What 
with  winners  celebrating  and  losers  danc- 
ing away  disappointment,  there  will  be 


THE  HOTEL  FAIRMONT 

AND  MARK  HOPKINS 

FROM   THE    ETCHING 

BY  JOHN  STOLL 


much  hilarious  whoopee  encouraged  by 
Anson  Weeks.  Fall  promises  many  gay 
festivities,-  with  vacationers  returning  and 
opera  striking  the  first  note  in  the  social 
life,  social  events  and  celebrations  are 
underway. 


A.  D.  V, 


24 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


As  To  Books 

Continued  from  page  18 

sea  of  slime  back  to  its  natural  and 
undefiled  source,  showing  at  what 
places  along  the  clear  stream  it  was 
deliberately  muddied  lest  passing  non- 
existent anthropomorphic  spirits 
should  drink  it  up.  (I  have  referred 
purposely  to  the  paradox  of  Gide.  It 
has  been  only  in  recent  times  that  the 
Puritans  have  taken  to  eulogizing  the 
sea  of  slime  as  water  purer  than  the 
original  source;  that  is  the  phenome- 
non which  at  some  times  angered 
Lawrence  and  at  others  fooled  him. ) 

Much  of  the  material  in  Sin  and 
Sex  derives  from  Briffault's  larger 
work.  The  Mothers,  published  origi- 
nally in  three  volumes  and  now  re- 
issued in  a  revised  one-volume  edi- 
tion, similar  to  the  one-volume 
Golden  Bough  in  that  the  extensive 
documentation  is  omitted. 

The  Mothers  is  an  extensive  pre- 
sentation of  the  matriarchal  theory  of 
social  origins,  and  is  a  book  of  great 
importance.  Puritanism  is  but  one  of 
many  results  of  the  gradual  develop- 
ment of  the  arbitrary  and  biologically 
absurd  patriarchal  system;  Sin  and 
Sex  stands  therefore  in  relation  to 
The  Mothers  as  a  chapter  to  the 
whole.  I  urge  you  to  read  them  both. 


Love  Children,  A  Book  of  Illustrious 
Illegitimates 

By  Miriam  Allen  deFord 
(Lincoln  Macveagh,  the  Dial  Press) 

TO  CONTINUE,  for  a  second  or  two, 
with  Briffault:  Matriarchal  so- 
ciety was  very  nearly  on  the  level 
of  guinea-pig  society;  the  develop- 
ment of  communally  interdependent 
cultures  of  even  the  crudest  sort  seems 
always  to  have  been  coincident  with 
the  shift  to  the  more  primitive  forms 
of  the  property-holding  patriarchal 
system.  It  is  difficult  to  imagine  what 
western  civilization  might  have  been 
without  the  influence  of  the  great  god 
What-a-Man.  For  without  the  Es- 
senes,  the  Nazorim.  Paul,  Origen  and 
Augustine  we  should  not  have  had 
Shakespeare,  Rembrandt  or  Beetho- 
ven. And  without  the  arbitrary  rules 
of  "legal"  paternity,  it  is  barely  pos- 
sible we  might  not  have  had  Leon- 
ardo da  Vinci. 

One  of  the  most  ingenious  inven- 
tions of  the  patriarchs  is  the  illegiti- 
mate child.  He  comes  into  a  society 
which  must  inevitably  make  him  its 
prize  scapegoat,  and  often,  thus  ban- 
ished, he  re-establishes  his  self-esteem 
by  performing  feats  superior  to  those 
of  the  common  run  of  mortals. 

Miss  deFords  book  deals  with  the 


stories,  psychological,  physical  and 
social,  of  many  such  superlative  bye- 
blows,  including  William  the  Con- 
queror, Erasmus,  Leonardo,  Alexan- 
der Hamilton,  Strindberg.  Dumas  Ms, 
Cosima  Wagner  and  Mary  Godwin 
Shelley.  As  well  as  showing  in  what 
way  their  illegitimacy  motivated  these 
chosen  examples,  the  book  is  a  scien- 
tific and  concise  study  of  the  status  of 
illegitimates  in  historical  times  and  at 
the  present.  It  is  an  unusual  book  on 
an  unusual  subject — without  propa- 
ganda, authoritative,  colorful  and 
dramatic. 

New  Russia's  Primer 
By  M.  Ilin 
(Houghton  Mifflin) 

Practical  Puritanism,  as  we 
now  know  it,  arose  with  the 
growth  to  power  of  the  bourgeoi- 
sie. The  once-downtrodden  mer- 
chants overwhelmed  the  aristocracy 
whose  splendors  and  whose  pleasures 
they  had  envied  and  abominated.  And 
we  are  now  witnessing  an  extension 
of  that  impulse,  in  the  rise  of  the 
proletariat  against  the  now-aristo- 
cratic gents  of  commerce.  So,  though 
the  proletarians  of  Russia  have  with 
elaborate  gestures  destroyed  the  ikons, 
they  are  nevertheless  in  the  direct  line 


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from  the  superstitious  savage  who 
abjured  ostentation  lest  the  spooks 
clamp  down  on  him. 

Well,  we  may  say,  what  of  it? 
Politics  never  made  bigger  apples.  But 
bad  politics  in  this  country  quite  re- 
cently made  many  more  apple-sellers. 
The  great  American  virtue  of  unques- 
tioning optimism  has  undoubtedly 
led  us  into  a  hell  of  a  fix.  It  may  per- 
haps be  a  splendid  thing  that  that 
optimism  has  enabled  us  to  look  with 
equanimity  upon  the  starvation  of 
not  a  few  fellow  citizens;  but  it  might 
not  be  unwise  if  the  smile  of  bland 
assurance  were  replaced  with  the  fur- 
rowed brow  of  thought.  I  regret  to 
state  that  for  all  the  evils  to  which 
humanity  is  heir  I  have  not,  at  the 
present  moment,  a  universal  panacea 
to  offer.  But  certainly  it  should  hurt 
no  one  (excepting  the  D.  A.  R.  and 
the  Boy  Scouts)  to  read  New  Russia's 
Primer. 

This  is  a  text-book  for  use  in  Rus- 
sia's elementary  schools.  It  is  an  ex- 
planation of  the  five  year  plan,  and  it 
makes  surprisingly  dramatic  reading. 
The  five  year  plan  is  perhaps  the  most 
extensive  and  most  minutely  planned 
communal  undertaking  in  human  his- 
tory, and  it  cannot  be  reasonably 
laughed  off  by  bashing  a  few  people 
over  the  head.  With  hundreds  of  thou- 
sands of  square  miles  of  virgin  terri- 
tory at  its  disposal,  the  soviet  govern- 
ment is  able,  as  no  other  government 
has  ever  been  able,  to  erect  a  society 
whose  functions  are  carefully  prede- 
termined. That  government's  projects 
are  on  the  whole  so  reasonable  and 
sensible  as  to  be  disquieting  to  the 
great  American  oligarchy  of  waste. 

When  we  consider  some  of  those 
projects  as  they  apply  to  the  human 
being  as  a  free  agent,  we  may  be  some- 
what dubious.  At  the  spectacle  of 
practical  socialism  being  put  to  the 
test  after  a  century  of  theoretical  de- 
bate, we  may  remind  ourselves  that 
democracy,  also,  seemed  a  good  idea  a 
hundred  years  ago. 

At  any  rate,  no  good  can  come  of 

the  fearful  disregard  of  history  in  the 

making,  and  this  book  should  be  of 

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a  book  which  is  just  a  story. 

This  is  the  story  of  the  founding, 
in  a  Chinese  town,  of  a  great  house, 
by  the  son  of  a  peasant.  From  his 
youth  in  the  small  field  of  his  father, 
Wang  Lung  moves  with  simple  dig- 
nity through  a  life  which  he  relin- 
uishes  only  when  he  is  an  honored 
and  prosperous  old  man  surrounded 
by  the  families  of  his  sons  and  by  his 
grandchildren.  During  his  years  he 
deals  with  famines  and  floods  and  lo- 
custs, and  with  personal  griefs  and 
private  lusts  and  the  greed  of  kin. 
And  his  unfailing  strength  is  his  love 
for  his  land. 

China  is  changing  around  him,  but 
he  knows  little  of  that  and  cares  less. 
There  are  always  wars,  somewhere  off 
in  the  distance:  he  hears  that  there  has 
been  a  revolution:  the  sons  in  whose 
scholarship  he,  who  is  to  the  end  illit- 
erate, has  taken  pride,  are  filled  with 
foolish  political  talk.  But  he  is  serene 
in  the  confidence  that  the  great  house 
will  endure  on  the  good  land. 

It  is  a  beautiful  and  tender  book,  a 
perfect  work  of  art:  and,  in  spite  of 
its  being  a  further  commentary  on  the 
tragic  implications  of  the  patriarchate 
— in  spite  of  the  evil  approaching  the 
great  house  and  all  it  means  as  the 
book  ends,  it  is  somehow  a  fine  re- 
storer of  faith  in  humanity. 


Oofty-Goofty  and  Big  Bertha 

Continued  fmm  page  19 

with  the  lady  had  been  anything  more 
than  casual. 

The  police  were  wondering  just 
what  to  do  with  Big  Bertha,  when 
Ned  Foster  of  the  Bella  Union,  oppo- 
site Portsmouth  Square,  and  Jack 
Hallinan.  proprietor  of  a  Market 
street  cafe,  offered  to  put  up  bail  for 
the  prisoner.  Foster  and  Hallinan 
planned  to  exhibit  Big  Bertha  on 
Market  street,  admission  ten  cents, 
and  a  share  in  the  profits  to  Big 
Bertha.  The  police  had  no  objections 
to  this  and  neither  did  Big  Bertha,  so 
her  release  was  readily  arranged. 
Thereafter,  for  several  months,  Big 
Bertha  was  ballyhooed  to  crowds  as 
the  Queen  of  Confidence  Women,  who 
took  San  Francisco's  nabobs  for  a 
buggy  ride. 

As  the  novelty  and  profit  of  this 
were  wearing  thin.  Foster  was  in- 
spired with  a  brilliant  idea.  He  secured 
exclusive  management  of  Big  Bertha 
and  rounded  up  Oofty-Goofty.  He 
put  the  two  of  them  on  at  the  Bella 
Union  as  Romeo  and  Juliet,  having 
first  hired  a  wit  to  rewrite  Shake- 
speare's work  to  fit  Oofty-Goofty  as 
Romeo  and  Big  Bertha  as  Juliet. 

The  act.  obviously,  in  terms  of  the 
moving  picture  world,  was  a  smash- 


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27 


ing  success.  San  Francisco,  as  a  whole, 
customarily  paid  small  attention  to 
Barbary  Coast  and  its  buffooneries. 
But  to  see  Oofty-Goofty  and  Big 
Bertha,  people  visited  the  Coast  from 
all  over  the  city,  and  nightly  the 
crowds  roared  and  rocked  with  laugh- 
ter. 

The  act  would  have  gone  on  in- 
definitelv  but  for  Oofty-Goofty.  Suc- 
cess intoxicated  him  and  went  to  his 
head.  His  stage  loving  became  too  ar- 
dent and  realistic  for  Big  Bertha,  and 
finally  she  refused  to  appear  with  him. 
Without  effect.  Foster  exhausted  rea- 
son upon  her.  and  in  the  end  was 
forced  to  part  with  Oofty-Goofty. 

Foster,  however,  was  a  resourceful 
fellow,  and  shortly  had  the  crowds 
again  storming  the  Bella  Union;  this 
time  to  see  Big  Bertha  as  Mazeppa. 
In  this  role,  she  was  strapped  to  the 
back  of  a  small  jackass,  which  stag- 
gered an  uncertain  path  across  the 
stage.  Misfortune  overtook  this  act. 
for  one  night,  the  animal  went  too 
near  the  foot  lights,  lost  its  balance 
and  rolled  into  the  orchestra  pit.  Big 
Bertha  managed  to  gain  her  feet  first, 
and  to  free  herself  from  the  biting, 
kicking  and  squealing  jackass.  This 
done,  she  assembled  the  ragged  re- 
mains of  her  dignity  and  announced 
she  was  through  with  drama  forever, 
a  resolve  which  she  kept. 


Spotlisht 

Continued  from  pase  15 

are  so  tied  up  together. 

It  was  a  droll  play  capitally  done 
and  it  seemed  to  have  shocked  quite  a 
few  people,  which  probably  accounted 
somewhat  for  the  capacity  audiences. 
But.  for  the  life  of  us.  we  couldn't  see 
what  was  so  shocking  about  it.  Folk 
who  had  suffered  "Tomorrow  and 
Tomorrow"  without  a  murmur  had 
cold  chills  at  the  frankness  of  some  of 
the  dialogue  in  "The  Vinegar  Tree." 
It  must  have  been  because  the  word 
"virgin"  was  used  so  freely.  Every 
time  the  young  daughter  referred  to 
herself  as  a  virgin  a  shiver  went 
through  the  house.  Why.  we  leave  it 
to  Mr.  Freud  to  determine. 

EMMIE  Sykes  in  "As  Husbands 
Go"  is  certainly  first  cousin  if  not 
sister  to  Laura  Merrick  of  "The 
Vinegar  Tree."  But.  being  a  widow, 
she  doesn't  have  to  try  and  evolve  a 
future  out  of  a  past,  fictitious  or  other- 
wise. All  she  wants  is  another  hus- 
band and  her  skiddings  upon  the  slip- 
pery pavements  of  Paris  are  too  delib- 
erately achieved  to  make  us  fear  that 
she  ever  lets  herself  out  of  hand.  Even 
in  her  tipsy  moments  in  the  prologue 
she  knows  just  what  she  is  about. 
But.  Emmy,  however  delightfully 


played  by  Laura  Hope  Crews,  is  not 
the  problem  in  "As  Husbands  Go." 
Lucile  Lingard  is  the  problem  al- 
though she  persuades  herself  that 
friend  husband  is  cast  for  that  role. 
Usually,  domestic  tragedies  on  the 
stage  are  thwarted  by  intuitive  wives. 
Husbands,  especially  of  the  American 
variety,  are  never  given  credit  for  any 
intuition  whatever.  They  are  usually 
drawn  like  the  husband  in  "Tomor- 
row and  Tomorrow" — self  sufficient 
dolts  who  have  neither  eyes,  ears  nor 
noses.  They  do  not  see  or  hear  and  a 
skunk  could  run  through  the  house 
without  giving  them  the  slightest  sus- 
picion of  intrusion. 

But  Charles  Lingard  was  a  refresh- 
ing novelty  as  stage  husbands  go.  He 
was  a  little  too  perfect  but  he  got 
drunk  before  the  play  ended  and 
squared  matters  on  that  score.  We 
knew  just  as  soon  as  he  invited  his 
wife's  lover  on  a  fishing  trip  that  Lu- 
ciic's  romance  was  over.  Dorothy  Dix 
will  now  have  a  new  plan  to  offer  dis- 
traught husbands  who  write  in  to  in- 
quire what  to  do  about  the  man  in  the 
case:  Take  him  fishing  and  fill  him  up 
with  good  Scotch  afterwards. 

"As  Husbands  Go"  is  the  best  play 
that  Rachel  Crothers  has  written.  It 
was  played  almost  flawlessly  by  a  cast 
more  than  competent.  It  deserves  bet- 

Continued  on  page  33 


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Now  It  Can  Be  Told 

Continued  from  page  9 

tured  cheerily,  "let's  have  a  drink  now 
that  the  organ  recital  is  over." 

A  certain  young  lady  of  our  ac- 
quaintance recently  took  the  wrong 
elevator  in  the  Russ  Building  and  was 
deposited  at  the  twenty-first  floor  in- 
stead of  the  nineteenth,  her  destina- 
tion. She  is  one  of  those  timid  souls 
that  does  not  like  to  ride  in  elevators, 
so  she  thought  that  it  would  be  no 
trouble  to  walk  down  the  two  floors. 
When  she  arrived  at  the  nineteenth 
floor  the  door  from  the  stairs  was 
locked.  She  hated  to  do  it.  but  it 
seemed  necessary  to  walk  back  to  the 
twenty-first.  Back  at  the  twenty-first 
floor  she  discovered  that  the  doors 
worked  on  a  spring  lock  and  that  one 
can  enter  from  the  lobby,  but  that 
once  on  the  stairs,  well — one  was  just 
on  the  stairs.  She  decided  that  the  only 
thing  to  do  was  to  walk  down  to  the 
ground  floor — surely  the  door  there 
would  not  be  locked.  The  door  on  the 
ground  floor  was  locked.  Then  she 
started  to  walk  up  again,  trying  every 
door  as  she  passed.  She  kept  walking 
up  until  the  stairs  ended  and  a  ladder 
went  dizzily  on  up  into  darkness. 
After  sitting  down  to  think  for  a  mo- 
ment she  descended  to  the  twenty-first 
floor,  took  off  her  shoe  and  banged  on 
the  door  until  some  kind  gentleman 
released  her. 


Stock  Salesmen  Must  Live 

Continued  from  page  11 

them.  To  avoid  a  too  menacing 
prong,  the  bear  ducked  and  backed 
quickly  against  the  cage  that  held 
Mammoth's  largest  and  fiercest  lion. 
A  loose  bar  gave  way.  The  bear  lost 
its  balance  and  tumbled  backward 
into  the  lion's  cage. 

The  excitement  of  the  last  few  mo- 
ments had  roused  the  lion  to  blazing, 
roaring  anger.  With  a  savage  leap,  it 
now  landed  upon  the  bear's  belly.  Its 
cruel,  powerful  claws  were  about  to 
rake  the  victim's  vitals.  Its  fangs 
snapped  to  tear  the  throat  to  bloody 
ribbons. 

By  a  final  supreme  effort  the  giant 
bear  gave  voice  to  a  muffled  scream, 
"Help,  for  God's  sake,  help!" 

Whereat,  the  lion's  body  sprawled 
itself  over  the  bear's  body,  and  the 
lion's  voice  hissed  low  but  distinctly 
into  the  bear's  ear,  "Shut  up,  you 
damned  fool.  Do  you  think  you  are 
the  only  Goddamned  stock  salesman 
out  of  a  job?" 


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portance of  brows 
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Let  us  dye  your 
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Merry-Go-Round 

Continued  from  page  21 

FRIENDS  and  relatives  had  occasion 
in  the  past  few  weeks  to  extend 
welcome  home  to  a  former  resident 
of  San  Francisco,  in  the  person  of 
Mrs.  Maurice  F.  Lowenstein  of 
Brookline,  Massachusetts.  Mrs.  Low- 
enstein is  the  former  Anna  Sutro,  sis- 
ter of  Gustav,  Oscar  and  Alfred  Sutro, 
and  niece  of  the  late  Mayor  Adolph 
Sutro.  who  owned  and  improved 
Sutro  Heights,  planted  the  magnifi- 
cent trees  of  Sutro  Forest,  and  did  so 
much  in  other  ways  for  the  munici- 
pality and  the  State.  The  charming 
Miss  Adelaide  Sutro,  whose  engage- 
ment to  Robert  P.  Bullard  was  an- 
nounced on  August  8th.  is  a  niece  of 
Mrs.  Lowenstein.  She's  the  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Alfred  Sutro.  The 
latter  was  Rose  Newmark  of  the 
prominent  and  wealthy  Newmark 
family  of  Los  Angeles. 

Miss  Sutro's  fiance  is  the  son  of 
Mr.  and  Mrs.  F.  Lauriston  Bullard  of 
Boston,  is  a  graduate  of  Exeter  and 
Harvard  (Class  19  24).  At  college 
was  a  member  of  the  Hasty  Pudding 
Club  and  the  Owl.  He  has  been  living 
in  this  city  for  about  a  year  and  is 
established  in  business  here. 

Continued  on  page  33 


RU$S  BUILMlrS-SlimiW* 


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I  Ike  M  ADI/ON 

EW  YORK 


THE  MADISON  HOTEL  AND 
RESTAURANT  HAS  WON  THE 
HIGHEST  PRAISE  FROM  THOSE 
WHO  KNOW.  IT  IS  MODERATE 
IN  SIZE,  »  »  BEAUTIFULLY 
FURNISHED  »  AND  HAS  A 
UNIQUE  REPUTATION  FOR  THE 
EXCELLENCE  OF  ITS  CUISINE. 


THE  MADISON 


Madison  Ave.  at  58th  St. 
THEODORE  TITZE  *  Mgr. 


30 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


s  seen. 


THERE  is  a  racket  going  on  at  the  beaches 
that  I've  been  only  subconscious  of.  until 
this  past  month.  Here  it  is. 

The  male  slicker  comes  forth  from  the  bath 
house  arrayed  in  his  one  piece,  generously  cut 
out  in  the  back,  and  recklessly  slashed  under 
the  arms.  O.K.  by  me  boys  BUT  when  he 
emerges  from  the  breakers  his  garment  has 
dwindled  to  a  fraction,  and  Lo!  the  poor  In- 
dian !  sports  only  a  very  scant  pair  of  trunks. 
Take  it  from  me  he  knows  a-plenty  he  is 
beautifully  browned,  but  if  I  never  see  an- 
other  sun-tanned   body   I've   had    my   quota. 

Sometimes,  somewhere,  in  the  water,  he  has 
taken  time  out.  to  hem  roll  everything  above 
the  waist  line.  Now  right  here  is  where  the 
heart  action  should  be  strong.  Suppose  those 
same  breakers  get  too  rough?  What  have  you? 

Perhaps  you  don't  feel  the  same,  but  when 
I  see  an  emotion  coming  down  the  street  I 
turn  off  into  an  alley.  Sitting  on  a  beach  in 
the  wide  open  spaces  there  is  no  alley  avail- 
able, so  you  just  sort  of  have  to  get  busy  with 
your  toe  in  the  sand,  and  dig  intently  for  an 
octopus  when  the  boy  friend  wades  out  after 
a  battle  with  the  old  Pacific.  It's  far  better 
than  sitting  with  nostrils  morbidly  alert  wait- 
ing for  the  exquisite  spasm  you'd  be  slammed 

FOSTER    &    OREAR 
DOLLAR    BOX 
OF  CHOCOLATES 


Fifty  delicious  pieces — over  twenty 
varieties.  Made  of  purest  materials  with 
the  utmost  care.  A  generous  box  of  su- 
perior Chocolates  for  One  Dollar. 
Try  a  Box ! 

FOSTER  &  OREAR 

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ON  UNION  SQUARE 

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Stores  Also  in 

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ii 


FOOTWEAR 


Fall  Styles 

follow  assymetrical 

designs  in  harmony  with 

new  costume 

motifs 


SOMMtR  C  KaUFMANN 

119        ORANT      AVE 
I   32       M   A  R  I  £ T       ST 


into  if  the  undertow  had  too  much  suction.  I 
know  this  is  an  age  of  sophistication  and  I 
should  use  this  opportunity  to  study  anatomy 
or  architecture.  All  kinds  of  lines  from  the 
stream  line  man  to  the  one  of  misplaced  ton- 
nage. Pixies  all.  if  you  ask  me.  and  created  in 
a  moment  of  abandon.  M-E-O-W! 

Hereafter  I'll  have  the  greatest  respect  for  a 
good  pint  of  clothes.  What  they  conceal,  and 
how  little  they  reveal  of  what  I've  seen  at  the 
beaches  is  magic. 


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their  swanky  sport  clothes  for  me.  and 
the  young  man  modeling  has  God's  gift  to 
women.  One  outfit  in  particular,  that  he 
showed  to  excellent  advantage,  was  a  pair  of 
soft  grey  flannel  trousers  worn  with  a  brown 
sport  coat  of  exquisite  Shetland  wool.  Patch 
pockets:  rounded  corners,  and  half  belt  made 
this  a  swagger  garment.  Jees!  It  was  good. 
Wonder  why  there  isn't  more  modeling  done 
in  men's  shops? 

You  sort  of  carelessly  fling  your  coat  over  a 
chair  when  the  label  reads  Bullock  and  Jones, 
for  you  know  it  stands  for  quality  and  cor- 
rectness. 

I  picked  the  Knox  Shop  for  sweaters.  They 
always  have  something  just  a  little  bit  out  of 
the  ordinary.  Some  slip-ons  of  alpaca  wool  I 
had  never  seen  before,  and  handling  them.  I 
found  they  were  feather  weight  and  as  pliable 
as  a  glove.  Almost  fragile,  they  have  just  the 
right  amount  of  warmth  under  a  coat,  or  for  a 
little  added  weight  on  the  golf  course.  You 
have  to  have  money,  jingling  in  your  pockets, 
to  make  a  purchase  of  these  for  they  are  top- 
notch.  Every  man  should  have  a  couple  in  his 
wardrobe.  They  are  de-lux. 

Now  that  I  had  visited  the  two  places  for 
sport  togs.  I  went  into  Hastings  bent  on  find- 
ing out  just  what  the  man  in  San  Francisco  is 
to  wear  for  business  this  fall.  Hastings,  of 
all  places,  should  know,  and  they  answer 
promptly,  without  hesitation.  Unfinished 
worsted.  Dark  shades  to  hit  a  happy  medium 
at  business  or  small  functions.  Confessing  a 
weakness  for  double-breasted  coats.  I  asked  if 
they  were  to  be  worn.  Yes !  very  good  style, 
and  the  gratifying  information  as  to  why 
they  weren't  worn  more  was  because  the  man 
sitting  at  a  desk  all  day  finds  it  most  incon- 
venient to  unbutton  a  double-breasted  coat 
often  enough  to  get  at  all  the  gadgets — -pen. 
pencils,  notes,  etc. — that  go  to  make  a  big 
operator.  If  your  particular  job  is  one  in 
which  you  stand  by  all  means  buy  a  double- 
breasted  coat.  For  example,  if  you  sell  unem- 
ployed apples.  W-E-L-L!!! 


*WSJtat 


RWILELDERS 

239  PoshSlreer.  San  Francisco 


TO  MY  NOTION  a  man  comes  to  full  flower 
in  a  dress  suit.  You  all  look  as  if  you  are 
gentlemen  and  we  girls  have  to  have  our 
illusions. 

Our  men  west  of  the  Rockies  still  adhere  so 
closely  to  their  he-man  traditions  they  are  un- 
duly sensitive  about  getting  into  dressy  togs. 
If  one  of  them  finds  himself  in  a  long  tailed 
coat,  and  most  of  the  rest  at  the  function  are 
in  dinner  coat,  he  immediately  gets  pink  under 
the  collar,  and  tries  to  hide  down  the  drain 
pipe.  Sap!  He  is  the  one  correctly  dressed  and 
should  be  hit  with  a  jimmy,  he's  unconscious 
anyway.  Take  it  from  me.  gentlemen,  the 
proper  dress  at  functions  after  four  o'clock  is 
the  long-tailed  coat.  I  quote  Robert  Roos  of 
Roos  Brothers.  Stockton  and  Market  Streets. 
Worn  with  accessories  of  stiff  bosomed  shirt, 
tie  and  vest  of  waffle  cloth,  you  are  very 
proper.  Shiny  silk  toppers  for  weddings  and 
dull  ones  for  opera.  Beltless  overcoats.  These 
are  correct  in  a  nut-shell.  And  don't  forget 
you  can  be  dressed  thusly  "Nor  lose  the  com- 
mon touch.''  Roos  Brothers  have  a  marvelous 
line  of  evening  clothes,  complete  in  every 
detail. 


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Oct. 

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Someday 

smiling  fortune  will 
escort  you  to  the 

world  famous 

Cocoanut 
Grove' 

at  the 
Ambassador 

Los  An&clcs 

There,  beneath  an 
azure  sky,  graceful 
palms  and  twink- 
ling lights  you  will 
dance,  as  you  never 
danced  before,  to 
the  most  alluring 
of  dance  music. 

You  are  sure  to  see 
many  of  the  world's 
most  famous 

^Motion 
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In  fact,  at  the  Am- 
bassador you  are 
sure  of  enjoying 
California  at  its  best. 

Open  Air  Plunge, 
two  Golf  Courses, 
MotionPicture 
Theatre    and 
every  outdoor 
sport. 


Writer  for  Chef's 
Illustrated 
Cook  Book 


BEFORE  donning  any  or  all  of  this  fine  rai- 
ment, get  a  share  on  a  facial  at  Franks  in 
the  Mark  Hopkins  Hotel  Barber  Shop. 

Frank  has  the  gentle  art  of  dreamily  relax- 
ing you.  while  in  the  process  of  making  you 
look  like  an  Arrow  Collar  ad.  Don't  tell  me 
you  don't  like  to  look  like  Julian  in  the 
poster.  He's  swell,  and  Frank  knows  how  to 
work  the  metamorphosis — some  word. 

Across  the  way  this  week  at  the  Fairmont 
Hotel  Mrs.  Pringle  has  a  display  of  garden 
and  patio  furniture  in  George  Hyde  Studio. 
Made  of  wrought  iron  frames,  originally  de- 
signed, she  has  very  cleverly  used  raw  hide 
and  woven  reeds  in  unusually  artistic  combi- 
nations. Everything  is  weather  proof  and  her 
reeds  are  the  same  that  Italian  fishermen  use 
for  their  baskets.  They  are  very  lovely  and  a 
wheelbarrow  of  these  same  reeds  became  a 
vision  of  beauty,  filled  with  big  yellow  and 
bronze  mums.  Gord!  Heavens!  Page  John 
Held.  Jr..  I've  an  idea  for  a  stunning  poster 
and  this  barrow  is  the  central  object. 

Mrs  Pringle  is  teeming  with  new  ideas  tor 
garden  furniture,  and  if  you  are  interested 
that  way.  you  will  get  an  enormous  interest 
out  of  a  visit  to  her  Burlingame  shop. 

The  Unique  Shop  is  a  new  store  in  our 
midst  located  at  Stockton  and  O'Farrell.  A 
visit  yesterday  through  the  building  amazed 
me  at  the  amount  of  business  activity  in  this 

short  time. 

Semi-modernistic    in   its   appointments,   its 

lighting  effects  took  the  eye. 

They  show  real  genius,  for  every  piece  of 
merchandise  is  displayed  to  its  best  advantage 
without  detracting  a  bit  from  the  artistic  ef- 
fect. I  got  a  kick  out  of  the  hum  and  bustle  of 
real  business.  It  looked  good. 

Coyly  perched  on  the  fifth  floor  of  256 
Sutter  Street  is  a  find  in  a  real  tea  room,  The 
Two  Birds."  Scrupulously  clean,  every  effort 
is  put  into  good  food  at  most  reasonable 
prices.  It's  a  discovery  of  which  I  am  unblusn- 
ingly  proud. 

On  the  mezzanine  floor  in  Gumps  hanging 
on  a  wall  is  a  Turkish  rug  that  would  cause  a 
panic   in   Persia.   It   was  my   good   fortune  to 
have  Robert  Gump  enlighten  me  as  to  its  his_ 
tory.    One   must    get   saturated    with    art   and 
necessarily  history  lining  among  the  beautiful 
things  at  Gumps.   My  first  impression  of  the 
rug  was  that  it  was  very  large,  very,  very  old, 
and  that  the  colors  of  pink.  blue,  and  white 
<omehow   looked   soft   beige.    Mr.    Gump   in- 
formed me  that  it  originally  was  much  larger; 
that  it   was   woven  in  the  sixteenth  century, 
and  that  the  blending  of  faded  colors  gave  the 
beige  effect  or  tone.  This  rug  is  really  a  mu- 
seum piece  and  little  old  San  Francisco  should 
sit  up  and  take  notice,  for  having  such  a  work 
of  art  among  us  even  for  a  short  time.  Woven 
under  Mahomet  the  Third  of  Turkey  it  would 
necessarily     be     exquisite,     for     rug     meaning 
reached   its   crest   during   his   reign.   Mahomet 
himself    was   some   lad.    He    took   eight    older 
brothers  for  a  ride  before  he  got  his  hands  on 
the  throne  and   everything   was   naturally   on 
the  up  and  up  under  his  rule. 

A  peculiar  motive  of  a  knot  shows  the 
Chinese  influence,  and  makes  one  think  how 
interesting  it  must  be  to  delve  into  the  history 
of  rug  meaning  and  how  very  old  the  art  is. 
Take  a  look  at  this  piece  of  magic  carpet 
and  go  home  and  weep  over  your  cottony 
Kirminshaw. 


Aloysius 
Sez: 


"the  boss  is 

feeling  keen 

lately— Pro 

Grovelin  over 

at  O'Connor, 

Moffatt's  9olf 

school  showed 
him  how  to  knock 
5  points  off  his 
game 


Golf  School  on  the 
Ninth  Flooi — Roof 


O'CONNOR,  MOFFATT 
&  COMPANY 

Stockton  at  O'Farrell 
SUtter  1800 


32 


THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


The  Last  Word 

Continued  from  page  16 

•  The  late,  great  author,  D.  H.  Law- 
rence, who  wrote  Sons  and  Lovers, 
The  Plumed  Serpent,  and  Lady  Chat- 
terley's  Lover,  was  married  many 
years.  His  marriage  was  never  consum- 
mated. He  was  always  sexually  impo- 
tent; his  highly-sexed  books  were  the 
raging  of  unsatisfied  desire.  So  says  J. 
Middleton  Murry,  widower  of  Kath- 
erine  Mansfield,  a  confidant  of  Law- 
rence. Widow  Lawrence  expresses  in- 
tense grief,  exasperation,  at  Murry's 
disclosures.  I  believe  Murry;  I  guessed 
the  facts  from  observing  Lawrence 
and  his  wife,  and  from  reading  Law- 
rence's obsessed  books.  Withal,  Law- 
rence was  an  outstanding  writer,  with 
a  remarkable  gift  of  language  and 
knowledge  of  human  nature. 

•  Why  do  rental  requirements  differ 
so  in  cities?  In  San  Francisco,  you  take 
an  apartment  by  the  month,  are  sel- 
dom asked  to  lease.  In  New  York,  to 
rent  any  good  apartment  you  must 
lease  it  for  a  year.  In  Paris,  Nice,  any 
of  the  Riviera  cities,  you  must  pay 
half  a  year  in  advance.  In  San  Fran- 
cisco, today,  are  fifteen  thousand  va- 
cant apartments,  hundreds  of  empty 
store  floors  and   buildings.    Building 


and  business  overplayed  their  hands. 
One  good  result  is  that  ugly,  old,  un- 
comfortable apartments,  flats,  stores, 
must  be  torn  down,  as  unrentable.  So, 
in  business,  banking,  brokerage,  farm- 
ing, the  unfit  for  the  struggle  must  go, 
are  dropping  out  fast.  Even  in  boot- 
legging, high  finance,  able  bribers, 
wholesale  importers  and  makers,  sup- 
plant the  small  fry.  With  several  bil- 
lion dollars  a  year  to  take  in.  bootleg- 
gery  is  reorganizing  its  house,  assisted 
by  government  officials,  judges,  police; 
all  wanting  big  boys,  regular  guys,  to 
deal  with. 

•  Hundreds  of  hours  I  have  wasted 
all  over  the  world  with  empty  people, 
pretenders,  fakirs,  vagabonds.  Why? 
I  was  always  seeking  something  indi- 
vidual, different,  original;  anything 
but  the  common  mold  of  business, 
finance,  diplomacy,  society,  sectarian- 
ism. And  what  disgust,  after  listening 
and  looking  so  long,  so  many  times, 
to  find,  usually,  only  a  copy,  pose,  a 
sudden  disclosure  of  ignorance;  of 
credulousness  about  some  prophet, 
book,  hatred,  class!  Once,  in  Italy,  I 
was  spending  a  happy  day  on  a  sunny 
beach  with  a  woman  stranger.  All 
went  well,  till  she  said,  after  a  fiasco 
of  Chianti  vecchio,  "Now,  the  Jews 
must  be  destroyed.  They  are  plotting 


the  end  of  the  white  race.  They 
brought  on  the  war.  Have  you  read 
the  Seven — ?"  The  heavens  grew  dark 
for  me.  I  excused  myself,  as  a  man  can 
in  Italy,  but  never  returned  to  the 
sands.  Yet,  Ford,  the  father  of  Lizzie, 
believed  all  that,  once. 

•  Golf  was  invented  by  the  Dutch: 
discarded,  after  many  paintings  of  the 
game;  the  Scotch  took  it  up,  and. 
then,  the  English.  I  have  played  it, 
futilely,  in  Asia,  Africa,  and  the 
Americas.  I  detest  it,  its  associations, 
connotations:  only,  its  potations  I 
like,  and  without  the  lies,  boasts  and 
arguments,  in  the  locker-room.  For 
women,  golf  is  fatal  to  beauty,  grace, 
fascination. 

•  The  Salvation  Army,  originating 
in  London  slums,  has  kept  its  cockney 
atmosphere.  But.  alas,  it  has  become 
respectable.  The  great  war,  in  which 
it  fought  with  the  devil  (on  his  side) , 
resouled  it,  and  heeled  it.  If  hard  times 
continue,  it  may  again  be  what  Old 
Booth  started  it  as. 

•  In  Los  Angeles,  a  priest,  for  not 
paying  a  taxi  fare,  was  thrown  into  a 
drunk  cell  with  two  Indians.  They 
beat  him  to  death.  They  were,  evi- 
dently, making  him  a  good  Indian, 
from  the  frontier  standpoint. 


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Just  Around  the  Corner 

Continued  from  page  7 

cently  heard  suggestions  to  destroy 
this  cotton — to  get  rid  of  these  sur- 
pluses that  are  demoralizing  the  mar- 
kets of  all  the  world. 

"Two  wrongs  never  make  a  right.'' 
To  destroy  necessaries  that  other  peo- 
ple greatly  need  is  criminal;  and, 
China's  miserable  starvelings  aside,  we 
have  at  home  some  seven  millions  un- 
employed who  may  be  needing  wheat 
and  cotton  before  the  winter  is  out,  if 
only  these  surpluses  can  be  wrought 
into  food  and  raiment  for  them. 

Aside  from  these  economic  trou- 
bles that  fret  the  coming  winter  of 
our  administration's  discontent,  we 
have  such  movements  afoot  as  that 
of  the  newly  organized  Federation 
of  American  Business  Men,  which 
complains  that  the  Federal  Farm 
Board,  and  the  seventy-nine  other 
governmental  agencies  now  at  work, 
are  using  the  tax-payer's  money,  in 
this  era  of  universal  depression,  to 
compete  with  the  tax-payer's  busi- 
ness. We  have  also  the  great  and 
secret  sorrow  we  nurse  in  our  bosom, 
and  cherish  as  the  harvest  of  our  No- 
ble Experiment — the  reign  of  the 
racketeer  and  the  jails  bursting  with 
malefactors  who  have  sinned  against 
our  precious  Eighteenth  Amendment. 

Fortunately  we  are  still  able  to  find 


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money  for  the  building  of  new  peni- 
tentiaries to  accommodate  these  in- 
creasing hordes,  and  for  extensions  to 
existing  jail  units. 

There  are  people  who  ask  whether 
this  subject  will  be  extended  into  the 
area  of  national  politics  at  the  presi- 
dential elections  next  year,  or  whether 
it  will  be  stored  away  with  our  300.- 
000,000  bushels  of  wheat,  and  our 
5,000,000  bales  of  cotton,  and  all  the 
other  little  odds  and  ends  that  we  have 
been  laying  by  since  1928. 

IN  A  great  democracy  like  ours,  the 
politicians  who  handle  the  affairs 
that  were  controlled  by  statesmen 
in  the  past  rarely  care  to  risk  them- 
selves in  supporting  or  opposing  any 
side  of  any  controversial  matter  which 
involves  the  entire  nation. 

Our  Noble  Experiment  is  such  a  mat- 
ter. About  two-thirds  of  the  nation 
writhe  under  its  impositions,  or  used 
to  writhe  under  them  until  bootleg- 
ging became  our  major  industry  and 
bootleg  liquor  became  our  major  poi- 
son. Most  of  our  practical  politicians 
and  office-holders  are  competent  drink- 
ers; but,  in  deference  to  the  well  or- 
ganized and  bellicose  evangelical 
"drys"  they  profess  adherence  to  the 
principles  of  the  Noble  Experiment. 
Therefore,  even  by  the  Democrats,  it 
has  been  largely  suppressed  as  a  major 
political  issue. 

The  traditional  point  of  disagree- 
ment between  the  Republican  and 
Democratic  parties  in  recent  times 
has  been  the  tariff  issue.  It  is 
widely  conceded  by  adherents  of  both 
parties  just  now  that  the  present 
tariff  is  unfortunate  in  its  effects. 
It  certainly  has  not  helped  the  farmer. 
It  seems  to  have  strangled  over  in- 
ternational commerce.  Therefore  if 
matters  progress  along  existing  lines, 
the  Democrats  at  next  year's  elec- 
tions will  be  content  to  subjugate 
the  Noble  Experiment  issue  to  a  tariff 
reform  issue,  and  will  probably  re- 
main as  remote  from  the  plums  of  of- 
fice as  they  now  are.  If,  however,  the 
administration  reverses  the  existing 
torts  in  the  tariff  at  the  forthcoming 
session  of  Congress,  and  everybody  is 
made  as  pleased  with  the  revision 
process  as  everybody  can  ever  expect 
to  be,  then  the  Noble  Experiment  and 
not  the  tariff,  will  be  the  issue  of  the 
presidential  election  in  1932. 

If  this  issue,  as  between  the  Wets 
and  Drys  be  made  definite,  and  wet- 
ness— for  political  purposes — be  spec- 
ified to  imply  only  light  wines  and 
beers,  then  whatever  party  supports 
the  Noble  Experiment  will  be  de- 
feated, our  jails  will  cease  being  con- 
gested, a  prosy  and  uniformed  excise- 
man will  usurp  the  place  now  ten- 
anted by  the  picturesque  racketeer. 


Spotlight 


Continued  from  page  27 

ter  support  than  was  accorded  it  the 
night  we  attended.  It  has  some  arti- 
ficialities but  what  play  hasn't?  How- 
ever, we  don't  think  the  child  added 
anything  to  the  development  of  the 
drama.  Child  parts  are  always  uncon- 
vincing and  whatever  twists  the  little 
nephew  gave  the  situation  could  have 
been  either  dispensed  with  or  put  into 
another  character's  hands.  A  risque 
word  or  two  in  the  dialogue  might 
swing  the  public  toward  the  Colum- 
bia. If  Emmy's  daughter  only  en- 
larged on  the  drawbacks  of  being  a 
virgin  it  might  help.  But  it  happens  to 
be  a  clean  play  about  fundamentally 
clean  people.  Helasl 


Merry-Go-Round 

Continued  from  page  29 

■  ittle  Alexander  Politzer,  son 
l  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Jerome  M. 
"™  Politzer.  christened  in  the  new 
chapel  of  Grace  Cathedral  on  Nob 
Hill  in  August,  will  be  well  protected 
through  life  if  his  two  godmothers, 
Miss  Maye  Colburn  and  Mrs.  Duval 
Moore,  and  his  godfather,  Judge 
George  Crothers,  do  their  duty  as  it 
is  laid  down  in  the  Prayer  Book. 


I 
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for  K 

Preparatory  School  Lads 

in  the  distinguished,  aristocratic  fashions 
worn  by  the  boys  who  attend  the  great 
American  Schools,  among  which  are  St. 
Paul's,  Pompert,  Groton,  Exeter,  And- 
over.  .  .  . 

Notable  distinction  in  woolens  and 
absolute  correctness  in  style  are  the 
dominant  characteristics  of  FAIRMONT 
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Overcoats  are  doublebreasted  and  in 
raglan  models  camel's  hair,  cheviot, 
fleeces. 

Let  us  assure  you  that  our  prices  are 
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THE  SAN  FRANCISCAN 


Merry-Go-Round 

Continued  from  page  33 

THE  latest  in  New  York's  exclusive 
set  during  a  fashionable  dinner  is 
to  have  a  gypsy  orchestra  play 
during  the  service  and  later.  This  for 
those  who  can  afford  it.  Mrs.  Tiffany 
Saportas  gave  an  elaborate  dinner 
lately  at  her  summer  home.  Fair- 
haven,  in  Newport.  R.  I.,  for  Mrs. 
Muriel  Vanderbilt  Church  and  her 
fiance.  Henry  Delafield  Phelps,  when 
a  Hungarian  gypsy  orchestra  played 
throughout  the  repast.  One  is  prone 
to  agree  with  Emerson  in  regard  to 
conversation  during  these  musical  re- 
pasts that  "Conversation  in  society  is 


Why  Not  The  Best  ? 
Learn  TENNIS  From 

HOWARD  O.  KINSEY 

World  s  Professional  Doubles  Champion 

Kinsey  Rackets 

and 

Other  Models  sold 

Expert  Stringing   by  Pete   Kalis 

WE  St  2169  California  Tennis  Club 

Dish  and  Scott  Street; 


found  to  be  on  a  platform  so  low  as 
to  exclude  science,  the  saint  and  the 
poet."  Many  highbrows  lately  have 
asked  the  question  if  it  were  not  better 
to  do  away  with  orchestras  and  bands 
during  dinner  in  order  that  wit  and 
repartee  might  save  conversation  from 
fast  becoming  a  lost  art. 

THE  lately  organized  Spinsters 
Club,  whose  list  was  carefully  re- 
vised last  year,  is  about  to  lose  an- 
other prominent  member  (as  the  name 
indicates,  only  spinsters  are  eligible  to 
membership).  Reference  is  made  to 
the  announcement  about  a  fortnight 
since  of  the  engagement  of  Miss 
Francesca  Deering  to  Thomas  Carr 
Howe.  Jr. 

Miss  Deering  is  the  only  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Frank  P.  Deering. 
She  made  her  debut  at  a  large  ball 
given  at  the  Hotel  St.  Francis  in  1923. 
She  had  been  graduated  from  Miss 
Burke's  private  school  and  with  her 
mother  started  off  shortly  after  on  a 
tour  of  the  world.  They  spent  the 
winter  in  Egypt,  and  the  following 
winter  in  India,  between  whiles  trav- 
eling extensively  over  Europe. 

The  little  boy  was  christened  be- 
fore a  gathering  of  his  parents'  friends 
in  the  chapel  which  was  the  gift  of 
Mrs.  William  H.  Crocker,  and  dedi- 
cated to  her  forebears,  the  Sperrys  of 


Stockton.  The  baptismal  font  was 
also  a  gift  of  Mrs.  Crocker  and  dedi- 
cated to  the  memory  of  little  Alexan- 
der Politzer's  maternal  grandfather. 
Rev.  Robert  Chester  Foute.  for  years 
rector  of  Grace  Cathedral  when  it  was 
situated  at  the  corner  of  California 
and  Stockton  Streets  before  the  fire  of 
April.   1906. 

Old  parishioners  of  Grace  recall  the 
little  Titian-haired  girl  who  toddled 
down  the  aisle  after  her  mother  when 
her  father  was  rector.  They  called  her 
"Gussie"  then.  She's  the  mother  of 
four  sturdy  children  now,  three  sons 
and  a  daughter.  Her  husband  is  one 
of  our  brilliant  attorneys. 


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