Evening Star Newspaper, December 23, 1934, Page 35

EIGHT AND FORTY DATE OBSERVED Dinner at Gadshy’s Tavern Feature of Birthday Anniversary. The ninth birthday anniversary of Salon No. 14, District of Columbia Eight and Forty, was celebrated De- cember 15 with a dinner at Gadsby's Tavern in Alexandria, Va. La Cha- peau Mabel Staub presided. Grand Chef de Gere of the Forty and Eight Jack O’Connell presented La Chapeau Staub with a check to be used toward the purchase of deco- rations to be placed on the Christ- mas tree at the Christmas party given by the Department of the District of Columbia, American Legion, which was held yesterday at the George ‘Washington Post Club House. This Christmas party is a yearly affair given to the children of disabled vet- erans. A silk American flag was presented to the salon by Past Chapeau Pauline Paro and accepted by La Chapeau Staub for the salon. Among the distinguished guests were the department commander of the American Legion, J. O'Connor Roberts; members of his staff and Mrs. Roberts; Grand Chef de Gere O'Connell and Mrs. O'Connell; De- partment President of the American Legion Auxiliary Miss Edna McIn- tosh, National Executive Committee- woman of the American Legion Aux- {liary Mrs. Edythe M. O'Connar, Na- tional President of the Woman's Overseas League Miss Faustine Den- nis, Past Department Comdr. Dr. B. C. McNeil, La Chapeau Nationale Passee Dorothy B. Harper, Comdr. of the U. S. S. Jacob Jones Post Miss Elsie Pinney, Past Chapeau Pauline Paro, National Executive Secretary of the Tuberculosis Associa- tion Mrs. Winifred Grant, and Miss Lora Kelly, who holds a Red Cross medal for foreign service in Rome, Italy, and a silver medal of merit awarded by the Italian government. A joint meeting of Takoma Park Post and auxiliary will be held the evening of January 10, when the State officers of the legion and auxiliary will be the honor guests. Following the formal meeting a social and refresh- ments are planned. It will be held at the Takoma Park Fire House. On New Year day the auxiliary will meet at the home of the president, Mrs. Lewis Beacock, at 7:30 p.m., fol- lowing which there will be a bridge party for the benefit of the newly- organized drum and bugle corps of the Takoma Park Squadron of the Sons of the American Legion, in which the auxiliary is actively interested. All legionnaires and their families are ‘welcome. Victory Unit, No. 4, met at Central High School, with Mrs. Katherine Mills, vice president, presiding in the absence of the president, Mrs. T. C. Chapman, who is ill. Chairman of Rehabilitation, Mrs. A. N. Schroeder, reported on the distribution of Thanksgiving baskets. ‘The unit’s Christmas party was given yesterday at the Temporary Home for Soldiers, Sailors and Marines. A pro- gram was arranged, gifts and toys distributed and refreshments served. The Committee on Arrangements in- cluded Mrs. A. N. Schroeder, chair- man; Mrs. Willlam Oley, Mrs. P. E. Doleman, Miss Ella Mae Doleman, Mrs. Helen Laddbush and Mrs. Marion Martin. George E. Killeen Unit, No. 25, met at the home of the president, Mrs. Mary K. Killeen, 3117 N street, on Wednesday evening. Mrs. Isabelle Steinbraker and Mrs. Delia Barber reported on the Thanksgiving baskets. Mrs. May Spedden, hospital chair- man, announced the Chirstmas party given by the unit at Mount Alto Hos- pital last Friday. ! Mrs. Amy Hammond is in charge of | a class of small children at the Gospel Mission, teaching them to crochet. Mrs. Catherine Waters announced | a bingo party following the next | meeting. Stephen P. McGroarty Unit was guest of Mme. Cantacuzene Grant at the Sulgrave Club December 14. Mras John F. Bethune, chairman of the Fudac Committee, and Mrs. Steed of the Women's Overseas League made addresses. Arrangements were made to supply veterans’ families with Christmas baskets. YULE WEEK’S HOLIDAY ON DRILLS ANNOUNCED Next Perfod of Fifth Battalion Activity Set for January 2 Under Arms Formation. ‘There will be no drills of the 5th Battalion, Fleet Marine Corps Reserve, during the Christmas holiday week, Maj. Harvey L. Miller, commanding the battalion, announced yesterday. The next drill period, a battalion for- mation under arms, will be January 2. Capt. Harold E. Rosecrans, inspector- instructor of the 5th Battalion, and First Lieut. W. W. Stickney, plans and training officer, are preparing a drill schedule for January. The Colors and Guidons Presenta- tion Ball Commi{tee, of which Lieut. Otho L. Rogers is chairman, announces the ball will take place shortly after January 15 at a place yet to be selected. Maj. Miller sent communications last week to former members of the 6th Marine Reserve Brigade, now in the Eastern Reserve Area, welcoming them to the ranks of the 5th Battalion. Sinylar ledters were sent to ex-regulars residing in Washington and vicinity, as well as to Class III Reservists, who ere also former regulars. CLUB TO ASK LIGHTS FOR TRAFFIC SAFETY Hyattsville Hyomens Decide to Help Firemen Put on Com- munity Fete. &pecial Dispatch to The Star. HYATTSVILLE, Md., December 22. ~—Asserting that traffic hazards make necessary a light at the intersection of the bridge and the Washington-Balti- more Boulevard and a warning signal at Johnson avenue and the junction of the boulevard and Rhode Island ave- nue, the Hyomens Club has directed its newly elected president, Paul Reeley, to take these matters up with the State Roads Commission. The club has decided to help the Hyattsville Volunteer Fire Department put on its community Christmas tree celebration. The club will distribute Christmas baskets to three needy persons. Other newly elected officers of the club include Jay Woodside, vice presi- dent; Joseph Burke, secretary, and Frank Bowers, treasurer. Robert W. Mingee, retiring president, has been added to the executive board. Willlam R. Walton, jr., again has been placed @ charge of publicity, [ of paintings by children from 6 to 12 years of age, recently shown in Rockefeller Center, New York, opened in the Art League of this city, 1503 Twenty-first street, a week ago to continue until January 3. Forty-eight countries are represented in this display, and the zeal and thoroughness of the organ- izers deserves recognition. It is un- derstood that in each country the selection was made by teachers, or & teacher, but there is no actual guar- antee that the choice made was wise or representative. Certainly the sec- tion set forth as from the United States is neither, and the section coming from Central Europe does not reflect in the smallest measure the world-renown and wide-spread influ- ence of Prof. Cizech’s remarkable teaching. But the fact is that this exhibition does not show the effect of teaching at all. Perhaps that was intentional. Perhaps those who assembled this ex- hibition do not believe in teaching, al- though, incidentally, it is circulated by the College Art Association. If not, then as an exhibit it should be re- garded primarily as psychological data or as an effort to ascertain the amount of inherent artistic genius in the world today. What this exhibition manifests of the child mind only psychologists or psychoanalysts are presumably quali- fied to judge, but that the sparks of genius brought to light are woefully few, any unhypnotized person with a knowledge of art can see for himself only too plainly. Furtherfore, there is an extraordinary sameness throughout the entire show—an internationalism —which seems to have pervaded alike from the Frozen North and the jun- gle. The two outstanding exceptions are the works that have come from Ball and from our American Indians. The children of Japan, working unfor- tunately in Western manner, seem to have lost that simplicity and direct- ness which has characterized and set apart the art of their nation. The work of the Chinese children has a little more individuality, but not much. The paintings from Mexico have a reminiscent note, not of the native art of the past, nor as derived from Spain, but as reflecting Ribera and the contemporary school. The paintings by children in Liberia are in flavor neither savage nor civilized, but rather a self conscious imitation of work produced before so-called civiliza- tion reached the Dark Continent. From Canada—which, by the way, has one of the most virile and nationalistic schools of contemporary painting ex- isting today—have come some child paintings of snow scenes, which record keen observation and, presumably, in- telligent guidance. In the Russian section a predilection to machinery ! N INTERNATIONAL exhibition THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, DECEMBER 23, 1834—PART TWO. “DISTANT RAIN,” BY ELIOT O'HARA, IN THE WASHINGTON WATER COLOR CLUB'S EXHIBITION Photograpn by Wolts. —_— and particularly tanks is observable. ‘The most arresting painting in the Irish section represents, with stark realism, a hanging, with a body of & man swinging from a gibbet. ‘The lack of gayety and humor in these paintings by children should be noted with concern and alarm. One little Czechoslovakian sets forth a painting of a child which has a glint of mischief in it, very refreshing. Poland, Finland and Denmark show reasonably gay town and city scenes, illustrative in character. From Ger- many and little Switzerland have come rather dainty work, attractive in color, unconsciously decorative, as were the flower paintings and samples of our ancestors, “American Primitives” as they are now called. Cuba and Spain revert to realism, the one in land- scape, the other in figures, but neither with distinction. The French section evinces the magic touch, but quite inadequately, when her supremacy in this field for generation after genera- tion is recalled. In the American, or U. S. A. section, the outstanding ex- DAILY SHORT STORY- KNAVE OF HEARTS Jinny’s Longing for the Romance of Distant Places Was Dissipated by a Nursery Rime. BY DORIS J. STETTNER. INNY ARM- STRONG sat onf the edge of the bed, patiently re- citing the bedtime poem to her small audience of two, who were sprawled. on the rug at her feet. “The Queen of Hearts She made some tarts, All on a Summer’s day; The Knave Hearts He saw the tarts And stole them clean away—" “Go on, Mummy. PFinish it,” com- manded her eldest, aged 8. “Yes, finish it like Timmy said.” This was little Ma= rie helping out. “I can’t remem= ber the rest” said Jinny absently. “Something about the King finding the Knave and making him return the tarts, I think.” “And now,” she continued more firmly, “I think it's about time for you two to be in bed.” “Wanna wait for Daddy,” two voices instantly cried. “Daddy’ll be home later with com- pany, but T'll send him in if you're good and go to bed right now,” she shamelessly bribed. The bribe worked. As soon as the babies were settled Jinny hurried downstairs to give herself a final in- spection before the long hall mirror. Oh, everything just had to be right tonight! Tim didnt know that the “company” he was bringing home was one of Jinny’s old friends—an 3 in fact. Michael Logan! Tall, ad- venturous—almost mysterious. He traveled so much that Jinny had lost track of him. Heard he was working as traveling agent for a perfectly huge rubber company. The click of Tim’s key in the lock sent Jinny leaping for the front door. She threw her arms around Tim for her kiss, and stepped back into the light as he said: “Jinny, this is Michael Logan.” Michael searched her face with his heavily lashed eyes, a look of amaze- ment in them. “Jinny?” he murmured with disbe- lief. Then “Jinny Thomas!” “Hey,” interrupted Tim, “let me in on this, will you?” “Well, when we were kids——" they both began together, then stopped, overcome with laughter. Finally Tim did manage to get the story—if not clearly at least enthusiastically. Throughout the evening Jinny sat spellbound, listening to Michael tell of the strange countries he had vis- ited. She was childlike in her eager- ness to know of distant places, the peculiar people, the weird customs—— ©Oh, why did Tim have to be always stuck in an office! Why couldn’t they travel like Michael. Michael’s deep suave voice rolled on. He was talking of India—Calcutta. Going to sail for Calcutta in three days. §mnygmnmnmmhm- dream. He seemed to be talking only to her now. How handsome he was, how cultured, how—how romantic! That was it! Tim had almost for- gotten romance. All he could talk of now was business—money. A woman needed romance; they were just made that way, Jinny argued, of unimaginative old horse firmly lodged in his stable. Michael looked at his reverie “I WANT ROMANCE, MICHAEL!" He arose and turned to Tim. “I leave for the coast tomorrow night. Couldn't I take you people for a ride during the afternoon? It's Sunday——" “Count me out,” said Tim. “Golf engagement, Jinny could go—" Sunday was a beautiful day. Spinning along the River rcad Jinny and Michael con- versed as happily as_children. Mich- ael hadn't driven far from town be- fore he pulled up under a grove of trees. ‘'We can talk better here,” he ex- plained. “There’s such a mass of things to say about India—" Suddenly Jinny realized she didn't want to hear about India. She wanted to hear about herself—Michael and herself. Michael seemed to sense it too. His eyes brightened, his face flushed as he encircled her shoulders with a strong arm, and drew her close. “Come with me, Jinny!"” he implored into her ear. “Come to India with me, little sweetheart!” Jinny leaned back against his arm, studying him. “Why not!” she said with sudden flerceness. “I don't want to be tied down while I'm young! I want ro- mance, Michael, romance! And Tim——» Suddenly she made a frightened, distressed little sound. Tim, his face as white as the concrete road, was standing on the ground behind Mich- ael's back! “I—I thought I was lucky to find you,” Tim was dully. “But now —1I guess it doesn’t make any differ- ence.” And he turned to walk back to the little coupe parked a few yards behind. “Tim! What’s happened?” He turned then. “It might interest you to know that Marie fell down the stairs just after you left and cut her head.” “My baby! Where is she? Is she all right?” Jinny ran to Tim. “Oh, hurry —let’s go home.” As Tim rapidly whirled the car around in the road, Michael lifted one hand in & sportive gesture of defeat. It was not noticed. Tim rapidly explained what had happened and added, “She’s all right now. I put her to bed.” He was sit- ting tensely, eyes straight ahead. Jinny could think of only one thing in her misery—she wanted to cry. Her head fell on Tim'’s shoulder, and his fury turned to dismay. Quickly wheeling the car over to the side of the road he stopped and took Jimmy in his’ arms, “Please, Tim,” she implored, “I—I I must have been her hand on his shoulder, Tim!” ‘Tim was sobbing now, but the tense bitterness of his gaze had vanished. He clasped her tenderly—kissed her full on the lips. She murmured against his shoulder words meaningless to him: “Please, hibit is by a little boy in & Hebrew orphanage in Brooklyn, a graphic child-portrait of three bearded men— possibly rabbis. The American In- dan children, in directness and sim- plicity, in powers to express motion, in lack of self consciousness, far out- strip all others. It has been said that this exhibi- tion shows “marked sophistication,” and unquestionably this is true. But how sad! Why should the children of the world be sophisticated? What has happened to them? That they are untutored is obvious, and how, then, have they become sophisticated? It is a well-known fact that children up to the age of 12 often produce paintings and drawings which smack of genius, and that after that age when the child becomes self-conscious the ability is lost, often unrecoverably. The greats problem of the educators has been to prolong this period and merge it into maturity without break. Tell a child to paint a flower or a sunset and, fearlessly unaware of limitations, he dashes off his tran- scription with naive gusto and re- markable effect. Only when fear creeps in, and consciousness of diffi- culties, does the hand hesitate to obey the brain. This sincerity and sim- plicity of childhood is what painters for years have been trying to re- capture, and without success, because we cannot shake off the ego—time cannot be turned back. Therefore in our art today we are suffering from futile attempts on the part of the misguided to be childlike, or even primitive, when they are full grown and mature, to the limit of their capacity. And now, alas, we seem to find the children of the world be- coming sophisticated and apeing those who have aped them. It is an alarm- ing condition. This_exhibition will be open daily until January 3 from 10 am. to 6 p.m. and on Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings from 8 to 10 o'clock, with an admission fee of 25 cents to go toward establishing a children's club in this city, the “material and spiritual corner stone” of which will (according to the prospectus) ‘“be provided by the creative work of chil- dren from all parts of the world.” * X X *x 'HE WASHINGTON WATER COLOR CLUB in its current an- nual exhibition in the Corcoran Gal- lery of Art sets forth a delightful group of etchings, drawings and other prints. These, 64 in number, are shown in cases in the upper atrium and priced from $2 to $75, provide the collector tempting items for gift or acquisition. And, interestingly enough, a good many of the exhibits in this section are by artists just winning recognition, but rapidly step- ping into prominence through the merit of their work. Now is the time to buy. A few years ago Charles M. Capps of Wichita, Kans., made his appear- ance in exhibitions with block prints of striking significance—one of a wharf seen at low tide with the sun making long shadows, included in an international exhibition sent abroad, still lingers in the memory of the writer. In this contemporary local exhibition Mr. Capps is represented by three aquatints and a small etching, all of which are extremely individual and of exceptionally fine character. The aquatint process is very difficult and comparatively few have employed it effectively. John Taylor Arms did some charming aquatints of boats on Lake Como at the beginning of his career as an etcher; George Elbert Burr, in his delightful transcriptions of Arizona landscape, frequently combines with great skill and effectiveness aquatint with etching and dry point. But for the most part work in this medium is thin and slight. Not so Mr. Capps’. His three nocturnes have the strength and reserve of engravings, but a beauty of texture all their own. Com- monplace subjects, they are so treated that they exert a very real charm. Much also can be said in praise of his little etching, “Winter's Here,” admirably rendered and with great directness. To come across work of this sort is very stimulating as well as reassuring. Charming and ac- complished also are the etchings of long-leaf pines by Ruth Doris Swett, whose present address is given as Daytona Beach, but who has given much time to the study of pines and other tree forms in Southern Pines, N. C. Especially competent and sat- isfactory is her study, “Carolina Long- leaf Pine,” a great tree tossing its pompons high in air and silhouetted against the sky. Excellent also, how- ever, in treatment and composition are her “Country Road, Florida,” and “Returning Home.” Winfleld Scott Clime, formerly of this city, is best known as a painter, but in this ex- hibition he shows two very excellent etchings, “Building the Sponge Boat” and “Evening on the Anclote.” R. Stanley Brown of Washington is at his best in “Lace Work in Louviers,” which shows full command of medium color and in black and white, which witness to sensitiveness of touch and perception, together with increasing strength in rendering. Eva Springer, C. Allen Sherwin and Inez Demonet make valuable contributions of marked leniency is attained in judgment by lack of standard, for the works by these artists are bere brought into » comparison with the best. John Tay- lor Arms, an erstwhite Washing- tonian, who has attained recognition among the etchers of today, both here and abroad, by his amazing technique and artistry, is represented by several outstanding examples, such as “Study in Stone, Orense.” Arthur Heintzelman, whose name is one to conjure with among colléctors, shows two typical figures, and from Philip Kappel have come two admirable works, a view in Haiti and one on the Coast of Maine. Nor can one pass by without notice, because of excellence of quality, etch- ings by Sybilla Mittell Weber, “Speed,” two grayhounds running, by Eliza- beth O'Neill Verner of Charleston; by Beatrice Harper Banning, “The Cruci- fixion” and others. The standard | throughout is high. An additional note of interest is given by certain prints in color by Wuanita Smith, E. Sophonisba Her- gesheimer and others, and by prints | in different and very diverse media— wood blocks, linoleum blocks, litho- graphs and lithotints, etc. There is one very noteworthy drawing, a por- trait of “Prince Purstenburg,” by Kurt Pantz, who gives his address as Manassas, Va., but who has certainly sat at the feet of Holbein, or possibly, and more likely in this later day, Sorine, and shames neither as mas- ter. It is an excellent little show the merits of which, individually and collectively, are by no means ex- hausted by this review. * X x x NTEREST in the print section should not. however, divert atten- tion from the Water Color Club’s main display, which comprises 135 paintings, among which are more than the usual percentage of works pleas- ing in subject and well done. Any exhibition contalning such paintings as are shown here by Eliot O'Hara, Lesley Jackson, Gertrude Schweitzer, M. W. Zimmerman, Eleanore Parke Custis and Edith M. Cartney would be more than worthy of attention even in the busy holiday season. In the P. W. A. P. Artists’ Exhibition in this same gallery last month over 70 sales were made. Up to the time this is written, not a single sales tag has appeared on any of these paintings or prints by artists of experience and long distinction. Possibly the mar- ket is exhausted. Certainly in art as in other fields there is due relation, or should be, between demand and supply. And in this connection it is interesting to note that whereas cot- ton has been plowed under, wheat burned, cattle killed, to prevent pro- duction, the Federal Government, through direct patronage, has in the last year brought over 2,000 young and heretofore almost unknown ar- tists into the fleld, with an increase of 15,000 works produced in that pe- riod, when already in the matter of supply and demand we seemed to have reached the saturation point. What is to become of them and of those others who have given years of study and practice to the profession? It is a serious and difficult problem. Edward Arlington Robinson once said, “The world must have its art or the world will be no fit place for man to live in, and the artist must have his opportunity or his art will die, and the artist will die with it.” * ¥ ¥ % THAT art and artists are still very much alive is evidenced by the very charming exhibition of minia- tures now set forth in the Corcoran Gallery of Art by the American So- clety of Miniature Painters. These delightful little portraits on ivory, of which 95 are shown, are by leading contemporary miniaturists and mani- fest the inumate quality as well as the competence of such work. We are wont to think of the works of the great miniaturists of the past, such as Malbone and his contemporaries, 85 no more, or as something bel to the eighteenth century with its graces. But this is not correct. There are painters among us today whose works full qualify in comparison. That the Metropoltian Museum of Art In New York has acquired works by these very miniaturists in some instances who are represented in this exhibition to permanently display with the works of the masters, is sufficient evidence to high standing. One of those so honored is Margaret Foote Hawley, formerly of this city, and represented in " this exhibition by three representative works, one of which is a portrait of the late Mrs. Charles Sawtelle, mother of Elizabeth Sawtelle, the water colorist. ture is not merely its intimacy, but the glow of the ivory through the transparent color. It is interesting to observe in this exhibition, within what NAMING OF FOUR - CHIEFS AWAITED Interest in Procedure to Be Followed in Army Changes. Now that Gen. Douglas MacArthur has been retained in office as chief of staff of the Army for an indefinite period of time, chief interest is being taken in the procedure that will be followed concerning the reappointment of the four chiefs of War Department bureaus whose four-year terms of of- fice in their respective capacities will expire during the 1935 calendar year. The four branch chiefs who will com- plete their terms of office next year, with the expiration date of their tours indicated, include Maj. Gen. Robert U. Patterson, surgeon general of the Army, May 31, 1935; Maj. Gen. Irving J. Carr, chief signal offiver of the Army, June 30, 1935; Maj. Gen. George E. Leach, chief of the National Guard Bureau, November 30, 1935, and Maj. Gen. Benjamin D. Foulois, chief of Air Corps, December 21, 1935. Gen. Carr, who has not been in the best of health, will retire for physical dis- ability on December 31, 1934, and se- lection of his successor is imminent. Signal Corps officers eligible for se- lection as Gen. Carr’s successor include Cols. James B. Allison, Arthur S. Cowan, Arthur C. Voris, George E. Kumpe, Consuelo A. Seoane and Good- win Compton. In view of the fact that it is not customary to reappoint the National Guard Bureau chiefs, it is not expected that Gen. Leach will be tendered a reappointment. Navy. The recommendations of the Navy Selection Board that rendered its find- ings last week will be a factor to some extent in the selection of officers for the lower flag commands in the fleet, and they also will affect the status of captains now commanding ships who have been passed over, if any. Now that the recommendations of the December selection board have been approved by the President, considera- tion will be given to the preparation of schedules of shifts of junior flag officers and of captains to and from commands afloat. Recommendations of both the December and February selection boards are factors in the preparation of a schedule of assign- ments of commanders and lieutenant commanders, for not until then will it be known definitely what officers of those grades will go to the retired list on June 30, 1935, for service in- eligibility for promotion. As the result of retirements and resignations, some 11 known vacan- cies in the regular list of Navy medical officers will occur up to March 1, 1935, These vacancies, and others that may occur, will be filled by withdrawal of an equivalent number of medical of- ficers from duty with the Civilian Conservation Corps. LOUISIANA MERCHANT DIES FROM GUN WOUND Took Own Life After Wounding ‘Waitress, According to Po- lice Officials. | By the Associated Press. NEW ORLEANS, December 22.— John Kelly, 40-year-old Covington, La., merchant, died in a New Orleans hospital today from what police said were self-inflicted gunshot wounds, after he allegedly had shot and seri- ously wounded May Gill, 30-year-old waitress. Hovering near death in the same hospital was Miss Gill, who told a motorist who picked her up on a road near Hammond, La., last night, that “a man” shot her. Kelly was found later slumped over the steering wheel of his car with a bullet wound in the head. A revolver was found in Kelly's car, and officers said Kelly and Miss Gill had been seen riding together earlier in the evening. Coel Yule Tree Trade Pushed. CHARLESTON, W. Va. (#).—Some one should do something about out- side competition for West Virginia's Christmas business, says Commission- er of Agriculture J. B. McLaughlin. He says the Yule tree trade is a po- tential gold mine for the mountain State, but the farmers lack sales methods. “The old story of hauling coal to New Castle is duplicated,” he says, “when Vermont ships Christmas trees to West Virginia.” these little portraits to be obtainable from $300 to $1,000. The monotony of portraits, if such exists, is relieved by several miniature paintings of still life and other subjects. This is by far the most important exhibition of contemporary miniatures that has ever been shown in Washington. * * ¥ ¥ Textile Museum of the District of Columbia will be closed to the public during the holiday week, in- cluding Monday, December 24, through ‘Tuesday, January 1. LR Tfll Phillips Memorial Gallery has issued invitations to a lecture to bebe given by Gertrude Stein on the evening of Saturday, December 29. These invitations will undoubtedly be in great demand. Miss Stein is a unique personality; her advocacy of the art of the modernists in France has been conspicuous. And, beyond all this, she has, with inimitable cleverness, invented word forms which exactly parallel the graphic forms which these artists employ. Her auto- biography, written under cover of her secretary and published in part in the tlantic Monthly, and her opera put on in Hartford last Spring at the opening of the new art gallery, have jointly given her of late a very large place in the public eye—or, should one say, ear—for she has, it is re- ported, been lecturing constantly since her arrival in this coutnry a couple of months ago to very large, amused and mystified audiences. * * ¥ % = annual exhibition of oil paint- drawings, by members ‘photographic United Stgtes National Museum nnno\lneumln exhibition of pictorial J ; you compliments, but—-" “Wait & moment,” I inter- jected. “You haven't heard the most important part yet.” As briefly as I could I went on to describe our encounter with Mr. Peter Orloff and my staggering discovery with regard to his identity. “You may think I'm quite mad,” I finished, “but I never felt more cer- tain of anything in my life. I'd rec- ognize the brute’s voice anywhere. He's Stellman right enough—you can take my word for it—and now per- haps you'll suggest what we're going to do about it.” It was Molly who was the first to “I know what I'm going to do,” she said. “I'm going straight to the Cathedral and I'm going to light & candle to St. Anthony. I prayed to him specially last night, and you see he’s beginning to help us already.” “And a jolly useful bit of work, too,” Jerry turned to me. “Why didn’t you tell Avon?” “I really don't know,” I admitted. “Partly, I think, because it all hap- pened so suddenly, and partly be- cause he seemed to be under the impression that we were a couple of well-meaning mutts. I dont like being despised—even by a million- afre.” “It gives us a freer hand, any- how,” Jerry observed with a consid- erable relish. “We know something about the blighter that no one else does except Dmitri.” He paused. “I wonder whether he has any idea that you spotted him?” “I don‘t think so,” I said. “I'm not even sure that he noticed me. I slipped into the car directly I heard his voice.” It's pity we're not certain. If he did, and if what Avon told you about him is right, things look like being a bit hectic. These Russian lads don’t stick at much. They've pots of money and a devilish big or- ganization, and if I thought there was the smallest chance of our giving him away to the police I rather fancy that Mr. Peter Orloff might be inclined to turn nasty.” “He wouldn't have far to turn,” I observed. “It's Molly I'm thinking about. far as you and I—" “Look here!” Molly straightened herself indignantly. “Youve just got to drop that nonsense or the whole thing’s off. I'm not standing for any of the sweet sheltered girl business. We're all in this together, and if there's going to be trouble I'm ready to take my share of it.” “You mustn’t be angry with him.” I said. “It's natural for a baronet to be a bit old-fashioned.” “Sorry!” Jerry made her an apol- ogetic bow. “Your fault, you know, for being so beautiful. If any one went and stuck a knife into you it would sour the whole of my future Molly laughed. “I should be an- noyed, too.” She leaned across to the writing table and helped herself to a cigarette. ‘“What's your idea?” she demanded. “I can see you've got some scheme or you wouldn't be worrying about me.” “It's more than & scheme,” re- turned Jerry; “its an absolute brain wave. We want to find out all we possibly can about Osborne, and, as Nick says, the first chap we've got to see is this farmer at Hambridge. Now you can bet your boots that Orloff doesn’t mean to let us out of his sight. Hell have some one shadowing us all the time, and if we try to go down there by road or train we shall simply be giving away the whole show.” “That's true enough,” I admitted. till—" “Half a second!” He shot out a long arm and caught me by the sleeve. “Why shouldnt we go round in the Seagull? She’s lying down at Leigh, and it's only a questjon of running over her gear and shoving a few stores on board. I could have her ready for sea inside 24 hours.” I slapped my knee with a resound- ing bang. “By Jove, you've hit it!” I exclaimed. the Seagull?” inquired “What's Molly. “She’s an old tub belonging to Jerry,” I explained; “s little eight- ton cutter just big enough for three of us.” 4 “You see the notion?” resumed her owner with enthusiasm. “If we go round by water we shall have them completely flummoxed. Besides, it will settle all the difficulty of keeping you out of danger. If they don't know where you are they can't very well cut your throat.” “Would you mind roughing it a bit, Molly?” I asked. “It won't be as comfortable as the Mauretania, you know.” “Don’t be stupid, Nick,” she re- turned. “What do I care about com- fort? Why, I'd go anywhere in the world with you two.” “I suppose you know this creek or whatever it is, Jerry?” I said. “Judging by Avon's description, it sounds a pretty awkward place to get at.” “Oh, I know it right enough. I've been in there twice. It's a sort of shallow estuary, half-way up the S8hoeburyness As coast between and the Crouch. No one puts in there as a rule because there’s nothing to go for. Apart from that, there's a beast of a sand bar right across the entrance that you can only get over at high water. The first time I was there I stuck on it for eight hours and nearly drowned myself.” “Well, now you've had a rehearsal,” I observed, “I hope you'll be less clumsy.” “When can we start?” inquired Molly. “I'd like to get away as soon as we can.” 's no use until the keys turn up,” I pointed out. “Avon will prob- ably send them along tonight; he's got my address.” “T'll run down tomorrow anyway,” said Jerry. “She’ll want a certain amount of overhauling, so as likely as not I'll sleep on board and come back and fetch you in the car next morning.” He jumped up, his face all alight the strength of this,” he “I don't know whether olly— He stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence and, looking,up, I saw him standing tense and motion- The fellow put up a shaking hand to his throat. “I1 do MI" understand. 1 was doing “Don't lie to me. You were sneak- ing sbout outside, trying to listen to what we were saying.” & The other made an obvious effort to pull himself together. “You have no right to say that,” he stammered. “It is not true.” “Yes, it is,” retorted Jerry viciously. “And, whats more, you had the cheek to open the door.” He advanced a step nearer. “I don’t know who you are or where you come from, but I've a precious good mind to smash your face in.” It was at this point that I ventured to interrupt. “Steady on for a mo- ment,” I suggested. “Let's hear what he's got to say.” “It is all a mistake, sir.” Our visitor turned to me with a kind of tremulous eagerness. “When I got downstairs just now I find that I have lost a 10-shilling note. I say to myself, perhaps I have dropped it in the passage. I came up here again to see if I could find it.” “How about the door?” I inquired. “Did that open itself?” He made a gesture with his hands. “I suppose 1 did not shut it properly when I went out, I thought it was closed—yes—but perhaps I was mis- taken.” “Perhaps you were,” I said po- litely. “What's your name?” demanded Jerry. The man, who was evidently be- ginning to recover his nerve, turned to him half-defiantly. “Kilner,” he replied. “Jacob Kil- ner.” ‘Tomorrow, the “Syndicate” finds a Job for Jimmy Fox. MIGRATION OF JEWS TO SYRIAAPPROVED 10,000 Will Be Admitted on Land Acouired by Group of Al- sace Hebrews. JERUSALEM, December 22 (Jewish Telegraphic Agency).—The immigra- tion of 10,000 Jews from East Euro- pean countries into Syria has been approved officially by the French gov- ernment, it was announced here today. The approval follows several months’ deliberation with the League for De- fending Jewish Rights in East Euro- pean Countries. Simultaneously the Syrian press re- ported the first land for Jews in Syria was acquired this week by a group of Jews from Alsace. The land borders the Palestine frontier and will be set aside for establishment of the first three Jewish colonies in Syria. The Jewish Telegraphic Agency was informed that the first groups to be admitted into Syria will be industrial- ists, engineers and artisans. They will have the right to settle in any part of the country. DAMAGE SUIT LOST BY EMORY GROVE MAN Rockville Verdict Favors Briggs and Groshon, Gaithersburg, in Auto Accident Case. Special Dispatch to The Star. ROCKVILLE, Md., December 22— In the suit of Hamilton Wallace of Emory Grove against Samuel B. Briggs and Norman Groshon of Gaithers- burg to recover damages of $5,000 for [njuries alleged to have been sustained in an automobile accident in Gaith- ersburg, April 28, a jury in the Cir- cuit Court here returned a verdict in favor of the defendants. 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