Evening Star Newspaper, February 23, 1930, Page 99

By follow\ng the Napo River down to the Amazon I would roughly parallel the course of mere difficulty in getting out than I I be abje to satisfy myself ncerning it I after we left Napo we stopped Rio Aguarico .joins the Napo, and found, to my delight, that three Weetoto Indians were on -the shore. We called to them and paddled ashore, but when they approached, - which they did fearfully enough, I saw that all * three of them—two men and a Woman—had been brutally lashed with the tapir hide whip not long before. They were apparently pleas- antly surprised that I shonld be able to speak their tongue, and they talked readily enough. They had been beaten, they sald, for not bring- Ing In rubber, and so they had fled. I asked them about the Putumayo, and had still another story of depravity and brutality poured into my ear. Whippings were common- places, they told me. Other brutdlities similar to those of which I had first hand knowledge passed since Casement’s wholehearted attempt to stop the brutalities of that distriet, nothing had been 3 the “ronzal” flourished. Still tality reigned supreme. I gave the unforiunate Weetotos som> of the trade goods that T had with me, and left them apparently quite happy on the bank. What children they are. Having suffered such hor- rible punishment, they had fled. Having been given a few odds and ends that struck their childish fancies, they promptly forgot the * shadow under which they lived—forgot the hardly healed wounds that the heavy whip had left across their naked backs—forgot their troubles - and - their futures, and smiled with pleasure 28 we left them and paddied toward the bend in the river below where they still stood. 'ALL sorts of resolutions filled my mind. I * would tell the world what I knew of the hor- rorsof the Peruvian regime in the Putumayo. I 'wld;e'u'ryonthemmnbyfludm- burg, by Whiffen and hy Casement. I would follow the criminals until they were driven from the region—until the Weetotos might once more live at peace with the world and untor- tured by their oppressors. But a day later I met an who was laboriously making his way upstream. He had come from Iquitos, and told me that the United States had entered « the World War. § % My immediate future changed. I could not remain in South America, and there in the Peruvian jungle I urged my canoemen to OVERS of psychology (and who doesn’t ' love psychology these stirring days) / will be glad that Prof. Karl Leo Maria Holzhauer of the university of N the same name has at last completed . his long awaited research into “The Reaction of Women to Constant Irritation,” and has given the results of his studies to the world at large in a pamphlet which he himself read, amid what practically amounted to interest, at Holzhauer has devoted the past five years: (when he wasn't sending out his laundry) to an intensive study of a subject that has caused bitter strife among psychologists since Hender- son published his now famous monolith on the effect of lettuce on Mrs. Henderson, and I am happy to be able to give my readers on this side of the Atlantic a more or less complete resume of the professor’s findings. happen to hive a very good sense of balance (inherited from an aunt who has since been “passed on”) and thpt, combined with my natural instinct for what is best in everything, enabled me to follow the professor's line of reasoning almost as well as though I had been making the speech myself. Bd:cr,lnhct. first problem Prof. Holzhauer faced was . finding a woman who sympathized with his project. Right at the start he met with difficulty, and; in one or two cases, there was actually quite a bit of unpleasantness. In fact, _ he finally was forced to come to the conclusion that the only way in which he could continue his work was by marrying. After looking over -,t.hemtnkelyposnbfl.muhedecldeduponn certain Fraulein Lotife Gumpoldskirchner as the fortunate miss. His courtship was brief, and on July 11, 1926, Miss Gumpoldskirchner told him ‘that she didn’t ever want to see him again. So much for Miss Gumpoldskirchner. . Then came a Fraulein Bertha Kronkheit, followed by her sister, Gretel Kronkheit, neither of ‘'whom seemed particularly desirous of ad- vancing the cauSe of applied psychology. The professor began to despair. Finally, however, he ran into a widow named Storrs (which, by a curious " coincidence, is' the German for “Stewart””) and, after a few rides on a roller ., coaster, the worthy lady blushingly accepted . .. his proposal of marriage, ,.s.. ., The first few clays after the honeymoon were , .Spent in finding an apartment, hanging cur- ,, tains, wondering why there was no heat in the _ Fadiator, and all those little domestic details that make married life so attractive, and then ,after dinner on November 11 _(which is not a " holiday in Germany) the professor settled down . Bak 'morial WWM u“-s éhs‘tréuéfl Assoclation THE SUNDAY 'STAR, WASHINGTON, 'B. C, "FEBRUARY" 23, 1930. I put my hand across the baby’s mouth and listened cided to for New York at once, in order to enter the army, if I could, and do my bit in that terrible flict compared with which the her pet name) “I have never told you, have I, just what I do for a living.” “Nein,” she replied. “Well,” he continued, “I am a psychologist.” “Does & psychologist make much money?” she “Neéin,” he replied. “A psychologist works for the love of his science.” “Wie gehts? (How come?)” was her retort— a retort which the man of science unfortunately ignored. “Now the problem I have set myself,” he continued, “is to find out what uritates a “Ya (Yeah?) said his spouse. “Marriage,” went on the psychologist, “is co-operative affair. Let us set out to add sum of human psychological knowledge shall you LR Every day 1 do something to irritate you, must let me know about it.” Notes of Art Continued from Nineteenth Page Central Art Galleries, New York, has attracted wide and favorable attention. ‘This exhibition comprised 24 works and has gone far to establish Mrs. Cresson’s reputation as one of our leading sculptors. Being the daughter of a most distinguished sculptor, Mrs. Cresson has perhaps felt in the past that hers was, indeed, a reflected glory. But it is the consensus of opinion that the showing which Mrs, Cresson has just concluded in New York has evidenced the fact that she has, indeed, distinct individuality, original talent, personal achievement. ‘The works exhibited were both in the round and in relief. The Corcoran Gallery lent her portrait bust of Rear Admiral Richard E. Byrd, presented to the gallery a year or more ago by Capt. and Mrs. J. H. Gibbons of this city. Included also were het admirable portraits of her husband, Maj. W. Penn Cresson, well known as architect, author and diplomat, and her portrait of her distinguished father, lent by the Spencer Trask Foundation. An extremely spirited work in the collection was & portrait of Joseph P. Day of New York, well known auctioneer. And among her chil- dren’s portraits, a field in which she is especially successful, was her portrait in the round of “Peter,” lent by Mrs. Gorham Brooks, and her relief of Frances Thankful, lent by Mrs. Donald Warner, Mrs. Cresson, it will be remembered, was the of me! tablet in the in this Hhen a Man W rites About 2 omen " her favorite noodle soup on the doorstep) any minute. no longer counts for much in the markets of the world, and the original reason for the oppression of the Weetoto Indians has gone. Yet I do not doubt that even to this day the Peruvians, who are the overlords of the Putu- mayo, are whipping and torturing the mild-" mannered native of that devil’s paradise. It may be that even yet I shall some time visit that land of horrors again, and if, as I suspect, “When do we start?” inquired the Frau. “Tomorrow,” answered the professor. And bright and early the next morning the pro- fessor waked up and found his wife gone. This delayed the experiment somewhat, as all the professor’s efforts to get Mrs. Holzhauer to return proved futile (including the some what obvious subterfuge of putting a dish of so, after a few weeks of this he was forced to chercher la femme elsewhere. however, it was practically Spring and the ‘was breaking he and Artists. city. She is a member of the National Sculp- Art Galleries Association. But her home and studios are here in Washington, on Nineteenth street. UNDER the auspices of the section of photog- raphy, United States National Museum, Arts and Industries Building, and arranged by A. J. Olmsted, chief, exhibits of the works of leading pictorialists both of America and Euro= pean countries are set forth. The current exhibition, opening in February and continuing through March, consists of photographs by J. Harold Leighton, F. R. P. 8., of Bradford, England, mostly architectural sub- jects—what is known technically as bromoil transfers—beautifully recording historic castles, in ruins, of the British Isles. Most attractive are the renditions of Pountain _ Abbey, which, in spite of the ravages of time, has lost none of its loveliness as an architectural monument, and of Hurstmonceux Castle, which, with its round battlemented towers, .should satisfy any one'’s ideal of the romantic days of the past. : . . Mr, Leighton seems to be able to render through the medium of photography not merdly beauty of aspect but beauty of association and to give through the medium of his prints more than a hint of that association of man which adds poignant interest to, Qld World scenes—, i tensely, while my heart beat heavily. Those devils might leap on' me et (Copyright, 1890.) turning from green to gold, they were married quietly, but firmly, in a quaint old church on the outskirts of Munich. This time the pro- fessor rather wisely refrained from telling his bride about his work in psychological research, the couple settled down to what looked 50 or more years of eonnubial contentment. I say “looked lke” because Prof. Holzhauer above everything, a scientist, and before Mrs. H. be aware of what seemed .and he held out to her a typewriten manuscript, &« “That,” he said, happily, “is my. long- international convention of psycholo- gists at Geneva all six of Mrs. Holzhauers bullets missed. (Copyright, 1930.) Wealth in Potatoes. Tmmmdmlmmmem smaller than that of 1928, bt that fact" brought no sorrow to the grower. In fact, the short crop meant about $235,000,000 more to the farmer, for he received double the 1928 return for his crop. ‘The hog raiser also .did well for himself, as the packers paid $936,000,000 for swine, during .the, first 10. months, an ingrease over.the previ- ous year .of $86,000,000, ,Cattle ; totaled. $716,- 000,000, 8 slight. decrease,.and sheep and. Jambs $131,000,000, a $5,000,000 increase.