Evening Star Newspaper, April 22, 1923, Page 75

THE Merry Mountain Life Enjoyed - By Favored Hollywood Guests . BY KARL K. KITCHEN. NE of the charges invariably brought against Hollywood by higlibrow crities is that it [ is a community without tra- ditions. But that is because its erit- ics do not know the capital of Morg- 1 Hollywood has its traditions— is—its folklore. songs are ia. its leg To be sure, s folk cafeterin—cating— dirges, rs of celluloid vity have developed legends that handed out to the visitor with but its ten y ac ar all the unction of a German professor relating the lore of the'Lorele:. The of these best leg- from Hollywood ends concerns a beautiful girl the south—the winner of a beauty contest held by the leading newspaper in her native state—who came to Studioland to take her rightful place upon the silver screen. Having been hailed as the Mary phis, Yetters of introductio) exhibitors, Pickford of Mem- the young woman, armed with om the local arrived Tiolly wood chaperoned by her father and mother, for her doting parents had hea the naughty deter itd , wicked film life, were ned to protect lovely ok The fir: wood week they waited i were in Holly- they n vain for the Whole Family. | luncheon in the on the | "ot And i the Lungaloy family” you are invited to dine | at her home at Beverly Hills—with | the inevitable picture show. But if you are an “old friend”, you are invited to have breakfast Miss Plckford at 3 tain top behind her home and watch the sun rise while eating flapjacks and coffee. This is the supreme en- tertainment provided by Miss Plek- ford for her most favored guests. and wh goes through with it I do not mind saying that it puts even old friendship to the test Being in the “old friend” category. I was invited to have breakfast with Miss Plckford at that ungodly hour. And, hoping that it would rain or snow, I accepted the invitation, which meant the week end at her home, for only on Sunday morning is the 5 a.m. at | one am. on the moun- | | »u are a “friend of | " | |up in the car. with | Mary and Doug Entertain on Mountain Top With Flapjacks and Coffee at 5 A.M, for Those Who Are Classed as "Old Friends"—Celluloid Community Has Already Developed Legends That Have the Force of Tradition—Story of the Prize Beauty Who Provided Jobs for the quaintance you are Invit@d to have|the mountain top in the motor. afraid was there wouldn't be ough horses” she explained diplo- matically, although later I discovered thet Doug had told her to take me “There's a new road and we'll be up there almost as soon s they are.” Although it was pitch dark when we started, before we reached the summit the first streaks of dawn had enabled us to see each other, and when we stepped out of the motor we saw Doug and the other breakfast guests standing around the fire, with their horses parked (does one park a Lorse?) arby. As =oon as we joined the group the and his helper. who had been went up with another car an hour before. began serving the bacon wnd cggs which were frizzling over the fire. And as the hot coffee brought me to life—it was freezing cold, and 1 v.as thinly clad—I surveyed the party cook “FLAPJACKS AT SUNRISE WITH MARY AND DOUG.” leading' to cail and offer their daughter a contract. The man- agers had never heard of the beauty contest—some of them, fact, had So, after a managers in never hcard of Memphi second week of inactivity, the proud parents (they were gentlefolks) final v ir “baby" to visit the studios to seeli employment chaperoned by her mother. another week daughter haunted the studios for a part for the “Pride of Memph ” but as Hollywood was overrun with.em- bryonic Mary Pickfords the casting directors would not even engage her as an extra. rector happened to sce the necded tocratic southern “type” for the picture he consented to allow t For mother and However, a famous di- mother ard, as he an ar was making, he engaged her on the And flab. sted that she accepted and the following day full-fledged movie actress. the mother was so became a This forced the father to chaperon his daughter her to the studios in of and, Would have it, he was spotted by on visits search worlk as luck a director who nceded a Southern colonel “type” for his production Of course he accepted and a wire was sent to Memphis for an aunt to hurry to Hollywood to guard the “angel child.” o make a long story short, the o T aunt no sooner visited the studio than A chaperon the prize beauty sooner or later found a way into pictures, while tne “Mary Pickford of Memphis.” de- spite her vouth, beauty and golden curls, was never able to get a job. 1 heard this “legend” half a dozen #imes during my internment in Hol- 1ywood, and I was even informed that one of the biggest companies on the poast was planning to base a picture on it. From which it will be seen that the legends of Hollywood are pretty well cut and dried. However, the ways in which guests mre entertained by the distinguished film folk are even more “standard- ized.” For instance, if you have®a bowing acquaintance with Mary Picl ford you are invited to visit her stu- diay If you-have &-speaking ac: she was cngaged as a “type.” d every relative who came out to 1 ritual. It was not only because I hate to get up before 8 o'clock that I prayed for a blizzard, rainstorm or even an at Beverly Hills. To reach the moun- rite is celebrated, it is necessary to |or 1 trail. sunrises. see it rise seems perfectly ridiculous. And. having seen the same sun rise over the Dent du Midi, the Pyramids and several other inconvenient places, to wateh it rise over the city of Los Angeles seemed the height of folly. | HO\\ EVER, one does not plead an- | other engagement when one re- cefves an invitation of this kind from Miss Pickford. Beverly Hills home in time for dinner the night before and sleeps through | the inevitable picture show so as to be ready for the 4 o'clock call for breakfast. Dinner at/the Fairbanks-Pickford | menage has been described so many | times that there is no occasion to dilate on its delightful informality. Nor is it necesgary to dilate on the picture entertainment that is com- pulsory for all dinner guests. Suflice | it to say that everyne present except | Miss Pickfrd slept through the exhi- bition, The real party didn't begin until a little after 4 o'clock the following morning when Doug knocked on my bedroom door and brought me the sad tidings that the weather was clear and that everything promised a suc- cessful sunrise. The nolse of the my fears, and so I prepared for the ordeal. When Y finally reached the drive- | way—for I don't dress rapidly at such a ridiculous hour—I discovered that Doug, all the horses, and the other guests were gone. The butler ‘in- formed me that Mr. Fairbanks had started up the mountain, but that Mrs. Fairbanks and I were to follow in the motor car. Needless to say T breathed easter. For when it comes to mountain climb- ing — especially before breakfast— there is nothing like a motor car. A moment later Miss Pickford, dressed in a riding habit, appeared on the scene, and as soon as she con- firmed the news about her husband and the other guests we started for earthquake that would keep every one | “Ths Motley Gatherers” would hav ride three miles on horseback in the | the first prize at a great rodeo, dark—and when it comes to riding|Tom Geherty in the dark I prefer a taxi to a more | teet. * 3 DON'T believe T have ever seen a more motley gathering. In fact been a good title for the picture. tain top where this early morning | Doug. of course, was immaculate in a new pair of chaps that had won But was made up like an engineer on the Santa Fe, and Edward s mad horse on a mountain Knoblock looked like a cross between a fox hunting squire and the driver of Also. I do not care particularly for |, Ford. Benny Zeidman was attired I do not mind seeing the|in u purple smoking jacket, cowboy sun come up on my way home, but to | poots and a huge hat. And I lent a get up at 4 o'clock in the moOrning to0 | touch of the effete East with my white flannels and straw hat. By the time the bacon and eggs had been sunk without trace, the sun began to show itself from behind a | mountain on the other side of the val- One arrives at her{® ley, and Doug started a realtor's spiel an the advantages of buying prop- erty in the neighborhood. Five years ago this was a howling wilderness,” he told us. “Now look t it. “Yes, yes interrupted Knoblock, surveying the scenc. VIt reminds me #0 much of the Riviera—it's so dif- ferent. Fortunately the arrival of flapjacks prevented any of us from drooling further, and as we shivered in the California cold (and the cold in Cali- fornia exceeds that of a Follles' girl's heart) we stowed away cake after ake while the sun mounted higher and higher. And I must admit that I have never had a breakfast that tasted better. The cold morning air put my appetite on edge and except for a New York morning paper it was complete. “This is ghe life, isn't it?” said Doug, swinging himself into the saddle. “I agree with you perfectly,” I re- plied, helping myself to another flap- horses in the driveway had confirmed | jack, But, of course, like all rites, the sunrise breakfast had to come to an end. When we all finally admitted that there waen't room for another flapjack. Doug and his three horse- men from the Algonquin started out over a mountain trail and Miss Pick- ford ana I stepped in the waiting car and drove back to her home. And as 1 settled back in the luxurious cush- ions I breathed a silent prayer of thanks to the gods and godesses that southern California was sufficiently civilized to have wonderful roads— even if they lead nowhere. “Did you really enjoy the sunrise?” she asked me with a merry little twinkle in her eyes as we wound around the road down the mountainside. “Well, the flapjacks were wonder- ful,” I admitted, “but" “Bait—what?” she insisted, divining that I had some suggestions on the subject. “But why couldn’t we have bhad them at 9 or 10 o'clock in your dining room?" I sald. "T‘lt'l the way I like them,” my hostess confessed. “It seems awfully silly to get up so early in the morn- ing, but Doug likes to sneak up the mountain in the dark. 1 only do it because he llkes it and he thinks it entertains our guests. “Well, If I'm invited gain, hinted as we reached the house, stay in bed and have the flapjacks at the breakfast table.” “So will 1" she confided, adding cautfously, “if I can get out of it."” “Anyway, my mother told me to tell you 1 had a pleasant time,” I replied as 1 retired to my room. And as I was all dressed up with no place to g0, I went back to bed, Such 1s the merry mountain life of our greatest flim favorite—pass the flapjacks! New Ocean Facts. RECENTLY there was completed six-year examination of the American part of the Pacific ocean { The work, conducted under the super- vision of an expedition from the Un versity of Californis, may be briefly summed up as follows: It was found that the infiuence of the Japanese current, to which the alluring climate of our Pacific coast has so long been attributed, is a de- luslon. The current stays at home on its own side of the Paclfic. Thousands of soundings and tests were made to find the variations in the sea as regards temperature, light, sallnity, gas content, movement of currents, and so forth. Great valleys, deep Lencath the ocean surface and close to the California coast, were revealed by the soundings. A few miles west of Catalina, for example, there i3 a submarine valley Into which & mountain a mile high could be dropped and still leave room for =ships to sail safely over its summit. The tops of the submerged mountains of Catalina are as high above the ocean floor as the Slerra peaks are high above the Owens River valley The great submarine depths are very different from surface waters. Two hundred feet down there is scarcely 1 per cent as much light as thers | is three feet below the surface. Thir- teen or fourteen hundred feet below the surface the temperature, winter and summer. is about 44 degrees Fahrenhelt, although on the surface. 2 few miles west of the Coronado Islands, the water varles in mean | monthly temperature from a mini- mum of 47 degrees to a maximum of 65 degrees. It has been proved that as a result | of the displacement of surface waters { by prevailing winds and consequent | changes of pressure the colder waters trom the depths of the sea come welling up along the California shores |and play a great part fn producing the coo! summer temperatures that are euch a blessing to the coast region. A striking example of this is that the water just offshore from Point Dume, at the northern end of | Santa Monica bay, is nearly 10 de- | grees colder than that in | channel over toward Catalina island. | At the same time the water along | the bathing beaches of Santa Monica bay will be nmuearly 10 degrees warmer than the water closer by at | Point Dume. The reason is that from Point Dume, Point Vincente and Point Fermin submarine clifs and mountain sides go plunging down | beneath the sea until within a short distance from the shore a depth lof 2000 feet s attained. From | those submarine valleys colder waters constantly rise. How greatly sur- breakfast part of her entertainment and the view over the valley at our | face water may vary in tempera- | ture within a short distance is shown | by the fact that when. the water at | the mouth of the harbor of San Diego bay has a temperature of 68 de- e | grees, the shallow water In the bay off Nationaj City |degrees. A curious fact is that a difference of several degrees has trequently been observed in the tem- perature of the water in samples talken not sixty feet apart, near the Coronado Islands. may register 80 Wax and its Origin. THE increasing importance of waxes for industrial purposes has been an interesting fact of recent years. The list of things for which wax is used is long and constantly in- creasing. In the main, commercial wax is obtained from plants, from the mineral oils, such as petroleum, and yfrom bees. But there are some other sources, Many plants have & thin film of Wwaxy material that covers the leaves and stems to protect them from too rapid evaporation. Although the wax- producing ‘plants are comparatively abundant, they have been but little utilized, chiefly because the methods used were not commercially profitable. ‘The future is sure to see an Increased interest. in their production. . The paraffin of commerce, 50 widely used at present, i{s obtained from petrole- um, shale oil and lignite. Today pe- troleum is the chief source. although only certain kinds of ofl produce marketable quantities, In obtaining parafin from petro- leum a freezing mixture is applied, which reduces the tempergture of the oil sufficiently to separate it into crystals. Ozocerite is an interesting wax. found in a solid state in beds of coal or associated bituminous deposits. It is related to paraffin and when pure is of similar color and texture. In 183% traces of ozocerite were found in a meteor by Stanislas Meunier. Bees- wax is a wax of very high quality. The comb wax is carefully saved and shipped by the beekeepers to the market. During a recent year the United States imported 2,685,982 pounds of beeswax. Spermacett! is a white wax of crystalline structure obtained as a solid precipitate from the head oil of the sperm and bottlenose whales and also to a lesser degree from shark and dolphin ofls. Thus commerecial waxes are obtalned from each of the three great kingdoms of nature—the ani- mal, the vegetable and the mineral. 3 \ the open | ’ |require "SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. ¢, 'APRIL 22, 1923—PART ‘v Letters of a‘Japanese Schoolboy. w By Wallace Irwin. ; THE RADIO AGE o > “HOW CAN HON. ISRA! who frequently . Freedom & Hu- To Editor .... . advertise for Trut man Justus in his Lost & Found Dept., | EAREST SIR:—Last Thurdy p. m. Miss Mamie Furioki, who married & gentleman which she met in Lucy Stone League and therefore cannot remem- ber his name, jingled me up Ly tal phone for following sweet invitation “O Togo, we are giving rare treat tn my home address tonight @ 8§ o'clock sharply doocome friends.’ After that she hung talephone, leaving my brain stranded. Such sud- den generousity sound kind of boot- leg to me. Yet such a case could not be it. In this yr 1923 when person ask you to gin-meetings they do not ‘ou to bring friends. Not un- lest Hon. Friend carries his own & bring | :l. CARRY O | we walk in fearlussly like an Ameri- | can Legion. Mr. Editor, T am sure you would { fold up ail your printing presses and £t0p work If you knew what we saw with all our ears and eyes the ve instant our endawgered footsteps had entered thgt domestic rug. Standing in circles was the entire membership |of the Japsnese Thinking Society while at central middle of room Miss Furioki’s Husband sat by a table {with a pair of rubber earmufls o At tly 1 sipposed he was wearing m g0 that he would not hear any more feminism out of Hon. Wife. But I was wronged again On Table befront of him sat one black suitcase all covered with nickel- plated Science. It cantained a Win- dow with electric blubs doing so inside. t contained silver pushers, puliers, ar- “MISS MAMIE SURIOKI JINGLED ME AT MY TELEPHONE.” Friendship on the end of his hipp. know of no such Yet hope than (quotation from Lord Bryany so at hour of 7.66 sharply 1 took Cousin Nogl under my sleeve and Sally 4th to home of Miss Mamie Furioki who is married. While walking there under the sweet evening of Spring. I enjoy following wisedom from Nogl: Togo. oonshine Hushy is liquor how 1 adore 1o see the “Who vou say. Moonshine even by trom me. knows what? Everything Hon. Volstead hears it. shall not be, mentioned poets.” “What shall I call it, if anything?" he ask out. turning pale yello “You might call it Lunar Ray—but be sure you know a good druggist be- fore mentioning it.” “Do vou think Hon. Dry Man are sifficiently sober tonight to give me a permit for this song which I learn to write from Correspondence School of Poetry?’ he ask to know. T am disabled to reply. malke following sing-song to the sec- ond-hand tune Little Brown Jugg: “When I was Young the kerse of Drink Filled each gutter, pail & Sink & Vice went crolling like a Bugg up & Down the Little Brown Jugs. “0 my Sakes! Lou & It Little Brown Jugg was full of Ry O my word! We acted ruff! .. Little Brown Jugg was a pretty dan- gerous influence in the American and Japanese home, by golly! This so Nogi “But now at last has came the Time When Whisky s a Sinfull crime & Little Brown Jugg sets on the shelf centaining What you make your Self. “0t O! 0! Just hear the smell! Let us et & watch it Swell! The Jug that once cantained Old Tom Has now Bhecame a dinnamite Bom. & o " % DID not assimilate that song he sing because it sound kind of il- legal &had nothing to do with Party we was golng to at home of Miss Mamie Furioki (married). At lastly we arrive to that dear home, and we had scarcely buttoned the electricity at'door when I heard the sound of noise. Something had escaped from Mr. Barnum and was behaving ‘loosely inside Furioki par- lor. It gave me feelings of one desir- ing to go home. B “O Togo & Nogi, how 1’ worship seeing you!” holla Miss Mamie Furi- oki, opening door with Christianity on her face. “We adore you also,” I negotiate, “but before entrance, Miss Mamie Furioki (married) will you Kindly to explain what sort of mammal that is howelling & growelling through your nice happy home “0 such good news!” she ollicute, shaking hands with herself. “I su- prise you! My Husband has got a new Radio! “Will it be named after its mother or its father?” I ask for Lucy Stone expression. “Maybe when it gets older it will stop squeaking,” snuggest Nogi while rows & supplies. Tt | tained so many Wires that I was sure connected with Kdison some- It had a Horn with its mouth if to speak. Tt Liad one of those Switchboards which enable Hon. Telephone Operatress to get your number wrong 13 times out of 11. Taken all together this was a Radio. Or so it seemed to me. “O so delightful!” I narrate. “While camera ca |it where. wide open as was to tell me complete Hystery of.Radio and why it radiates? Do it get its name from a radiator mavbe? If So, where is its steam “Hushy!” That from Mies oki's Husband who set pushing but- tric strings and looking more & more morbid. “Wurrrrrri That from awoke. “Oh joyful'™ exclam Miss Furioki “He have got Medicine Hat at last:” “H000000000. OOma-trrrrerr!” ne- gotiate Hon. Horn. “This are Medi- cine Hat Daily Telegram XYZ broad- casting Eddie McCandle, boy soap- rano, in selection, ‘When the Leaves Come Tumbelling Down. Silence is heard. “O taffy! growell Hon. Husband. cranking up buttons, pulling out elec- tricity, putting it back again, turning out lights, turning the.~ on, shaking Hon. Box to see if something is loose again. “Shavings & sugar! We had Medicine Hat and now it is lost. Where can it be?” “I have forgotten which State it is This from me. “If you would go there & find out.” Wah! Hon. Weeecee!” Horn, which just in hapsly we might cantinue this Con- cert without talking about it * ok ok & Ha keep on jamming, holling & cranking machinery. At lastly Hon. Horn clear his throat again. “Bammmmmmm! Screech! .How- elllllll! Wirra-wirra! TOW!" He say that. “What place have we now. do you sippose?” requiré Miss Mamie Furioki. “I am sure it is Ireland.” This from me. 5 Just then Hon. Horn spoke to call me a liar: “This are the New Orleans Times- Picayune broadcasting A.E.LO.U. and sometimes W & Y to introduce First Christian Church Choir in selection ‘When the Leaves Come Tumbelling Down.'” Then Horn choke and complete vacuum arrived. £ them Leaves intend to tumbell why don’t they do so?’ require S. Sago, Japanese grocer. “They are like German marks per- hapsly,” I negotiate. “Always falling yet what of it?” But Hon. Husband took those rub- ber muffs from his ears =o he could swear better, “By golly afd all the liberty motors¥” he snarrel. “Something must be wrong. Hon. Darliys, what had became of my screwdriver, soldering iron & eclectric monkey wrench? Last night this Radio was in IXL candition. For three (3) hours wa sap here liptening to Holy City we are waiting will somebody please | tons in circles while pulling out elec- | snuggest Hon. Husband peevly, “per- | sung in New York and San Antonio. “Which city was holiest of those?" | 1 ask to know, but he looked at me like a furious turkey and snagger on: Baltimore, Denver mething has went criss E “Pussibly the Zinc Spark Gap Ends | bas touched the Grid Leak Con-| densers, thusly causing shorty-circult | with Honeycomb Coils, Binding Posts and Rheostat Windings" snuggest Miiss Mamie Furioki with expression peculiar to good housekeeper. Maybe-so, dear Honey" Hon. Husband. “Would you run nearest drug-store & obtain 2ic of Litz Wire? If they haven't got it 12 doz medium rotors will do.” But just then what happen? Hon. Horn Cholke up, 2 electric biubs went ard Radio start doing so again r-rrrerrrerre! L Next s lexion will be Honalulu Roval Yuka- lally Band in ‘When the Leaves Come Tuinbeliing Down.” “How did we get to Honalulu?" re- | Guesh Hon. Husband. | “Be quick about it!” snuggest Miss | Furioki. “Turn Tickler Dial 2 points toward Howeller and see what hap- | pen.” | retork to worth . . Dar-ling Tiam growing Hon. Radio commence singing | almost as good as real i Turn on the Accelerator and re- | move Spark Plug!” holla Miss Furioki like a general. and Old Darling commence singing in base. “That pr what sex is i | At this junction. Mr. Editor, Japan- | e3¢ soctety became very dtshagreeable !for me. 1 & all they look at me with | coal black looks resembling Battling | Siki. Should T go? O ves, most in- | suredly I should. For Hon. Radio had | just picked up Salt Lake in its teeth and was starting Zion Quartette in “When the Leaves Come Tumbelling Down.” old: th N tty,” 1 renig. “But TSIDE it was night & all world was quiet with axception of 2 or 3 fires, an ottomobile collision & somebody shooting at the Police. Nogi went with me because he has! promised never to leave my side till 1 give back the necktie 1 borra last Baster. How sweet we feel in that silent night with Spring and moon- shine inside our souls! “Hon. Edgar Allen Pope, American| | bookmaker,” say Nogi for slight | Furi- | | about Hon. Husband do so | | (Copsri ES N HIS CONCERT WHILE HON. RADIO HAVE GOT RIGHTS TO GREAT BEYOND?" poetry, “once Heaven. in that high no sin a Jewlish an name is Israfel is wrote He a nice poem described how climate where there is gel resides. His He got a heart whic banjo. Wi 1 this Hon. Israfel cu ‘hest and play selections open up his on his o1 co erable e remember that angel Israfel ute, “and to night I feel cor sorrow fo Modern wor are getting harder & harder Angels of every denomination. Auvd what now? How can Hon. Israfel carry on his concert while Hon. Radio have got rights to the Great Beyond? “Sipposing button his @ 8: hen w W POW “‘Get off line, please:’ Hon. Israfe! would say all in vainly. “#This Cincinnati Broadeasting Station X troducing Abe Finkelburg's Trish Rose Saxophone Quartette in ‘Whe the Leaves Come Tumbelling Down.’ Narra-Zip! Howl! Howl! “What then would happen to Hon Israfel who hus rented the same cloud for 211888 years last January? Could you blame him for something or a thing else? Would vou censor his be- avior if he took out his heart a threw it at somebody? There is no answer to this question..” Then Cousin Nogi make followi poctickal sing-song which you ciu prin in your Weather Report him. movie Hon should un- breastbone some after 2 & try to play someth at would collapse? ceeceeece! POW-sizzle-Wow - teracl roon 8 is it es-Star in- When Angel Harps gets out of fune It reilly is distressing: For what is worse than an angei’s kerse— Axcept & Devvil’s blessi “You should not feel so peev abeu! Hon. Radio,” snuggest Cousin Nogi after borra my cigar and sta home Think of the wonderf strides & stretches that science hav made in last 2 vrs! Pretty soonly ve may be able to hear opera in Berlin, “I am afraid so,” is report fron: me. “Soonly or later Germany will ®e obliged to get revenge for the Wa So I leave him feeling that n shoes are growing tighter and tighter. Hoping you are the same Yours truly HASHIMURA TOG ight. 1928. U. 8. ond Great Britain, Ly North American Newspaper Alliance.) he RUHR PROBLEM FROM THE INSIDE BY GEORGES LECHARTIER. Editor of the Journal Des Debats. PARIS, April 15, 1923, HE Franco-Belgian occupation | of the Ruhr is now dominant question in Europe. And to the unprejudiced ob- {server there is a deadlock similar to | the trench followed | the battles of the Marne and of Aisne | For the yast three months the French have occupied the whole of the great industrial region of Ger- many, and the Germans have not suc- |ceeded in forcing their withdrawal. | | The general strike which Berlin had the warfare which | heralded with much eclat has failed |dismally. Nevertheless. we have little coal or money from Germany. Our | occupation has proved very expensive, |but it has cost the.Germans even| |more. We have suffered, but we |realize that the German people have suffered even more from the hard- ships of the occupation. In France Mr. Poincare’s foreign policy has unquestionably the sup- port not only of the two chambers, but in “spite of some opposition and uneasiness of the entire French na- tion. In fact, we have always favored a vigorous policy almost since the signing of the armistice. The French have desired the -occupation of the Ruhr not from any militaristic de- signs, but purely for reasons of na- tional pride and interest. They have never understood why the war stopped before a single allied soldier entered Germany. The memory of their homes in ruins for the second time within fifty vears was too strong to permit the acceptance of the rea- son which was then given—the avoid- ance of further bloodshed. The French have always felt that the Germans would never recognize their defeat unless they actually saw the allled troops on their soil. If the reallzation of their defeat were not brought home to them, we know that the Germans woyld never make reparation for the destruction of French cities and the regions laid waste durlhg the past years. Rightly or wrongly, the French people held o . : i Mr. Wilson responsible for the “pre- mature” ending of the war. HE French understood that mans were spared the shame and sufferings of defeat the security of the French frontiers would be as- sured by a triple alliance of England America and France and that French erests would be still further pro- tected through the creation of U league of nations. But all of thesr dreams fell short of reality. All tiat the French people had feared came true. Already overtaxed and paying $45 per capita while the Germans had paid only $14, the French citizen was obliged to contribute to the recon- struction of his own countryside laid waste by a vanquished foe. Smali wonder that France resentéd the early close of the war and besought the administration to take such as tion as would be necessary to force the Germans to meet the obligations of the Versailles treat It was tiie only hope of redu taxes 10 France. A people had alwave since the Ger- 5 Briand's ministry was ove: thrown because it had delayed tha action too long. Mr. Poincare, his successor, was chosen because of hix reputation for firmness and because it was believed that he would take more drastic measures to insure settlement. Therefore it is- not astounding that an overwhelming majority of the French people enthu- siastically supported the Poincare polidy of occupation when the Paris conference during the early days of January proved a failure. Such is the history of the ocoupa- tion. But it must be borne in mind: that the French people are just as weary of the war as the American and British people can be. They are quite willing to support the occupa- tion of the Ruhr so far as there is no need of calling old classes of sol- diers to the colors and so far as the occupation can be made to pay. The Frer:ii peopie do not want to gu beyond this point. These facts may account for tha teeling of uncertainty of the man in the street which did not exist at first. - It is said that the results obtained afer three months of occupation are (Continued on Si