The evening world. Newspaper, December 14, 1920, Page 29

Note Robert Murray * Can Warble an Octave Above Astonishes Noted Musicians and Doctors Who Hear Him By Will B. Johnstone. Copretant. 1920, by the Press Publtahing Co (The Now York Bventng World 5°” HIS is an age of infant prodigies, We have seen a boy wonder at Columbia, an infant wizard playing chess and a youthful genius 9f @ix composing music over on Long Island. Now comes twelve-year-old Robert Murray, Loy soprano, who discloses a singing voice With a range that has astonished all musicians. 1 heard ROBERT 5 young Master Murray sing the high- est notes ever reached by human voice. This demonstration took. place in the etudio of Emil J. Pollak, the boy's @pecial coach, who served Mary Gar- den in a similar capacity. With the unaffected simplicity of an unspoiled child, Robert, warbling bird-like notes, entertained a critical group of the musical intelligentsia. “What a marvelous organ,” explained one of the greybeards “In all my experience T've never heard anything s0 remarkable.” “What was that top note?” quired another enthusiast. “I'm ashamed to tell you,” laughed Mr, Pollak. “It was an octave above “high D’" ‘The audience fairly gasped. om your piano. ‘To properly judge the remarkable feat it must be compared with former “altitude records” of the world's most celebrated sopranos, Peerless Patti in- ‘Try tt A Grain of Comfort For N. Y. Motorists N Mexico City the streets are #0 bad that recently a man drove his car into a hole in the road that was so deep that he was lost for three days before he was accidentally discovered. That eounds like the old story of the man who died in front of the Post Office in Stamford and was not discovered for a week, but taxi drivers of the Mexican vouch for {t, and have capital displayed the story on great pos- ters throughout the city. The dilapidated condition of the streets has long vexed the rivers, and recently, after repeated protests, they succeeded in coaxing the Cfty Council to investjgate, he taxi men offered their cars, and showed the members of the coun- cil every rut in the roads. This schome was so successful that a budget of 800,000 pesos was voted for street improvement the following day. | Silks and Woolens the inside hints on this page to-morrow. Twelve-Year Boy Sings Highest HOW ROBERT MURRAY'S VOICE RANGE COMPARES WITH THOSE OF THE WORLD'S GREATEST SINGERS. 1920 eee Perhaps you don't know how to wear them. Get Reached by Human Voice StL cones ‘(oH6H DB) was content with the staff, a standard requirement of great artists. Galli Curet can top Patti with “High D,” Tetrazzina was celebrated for her “High £," Mabel Garrison achieved “HigtgF” when she sang the “Magic Flute” in the origi- nal key recently at the Metropolitan. Ellen Beach Yaw, the “California lark” topped all her sister soprani some ten years with a “Woolworth Tower" note that registered “High This “High C,”" above High G” has been considered Hobert Mur- however, stnashes the record to going from “G" up past “A,” “C"*to altissimo “D,” three ov: taves and one note above midd on the piano, Robert accomplishes his top notes with no more effort than a canary «employs, Robert is really a buman bird and to amuse his audience he vocalizes above “High D” on up to the end of the keyboard, Robert is the son of Mrs, Frederick H, Murray, whose home 1s in Tacoma, Wash., where Bobby was born, Last spring Mrs, Murray brought her son to New York City and placed him under Frederick H. Haywood for voice training. Mr. Haywood instruct- ed Orville Harrold, now with the Metropolitan, A “Robert i» a vocal phenomenon,” sald Dr. Frank E. Miller, the famous throat specialist. “I made a scientific the top note of all time. ray, examination and find that his ex- traordinary alnging ability is due to the the wonderful development of epigiottis and a beautiful thro’ larynx being patterned after and the great saprano singers. Robert's overtones often produce up to 2043 vibrations per second, tones which are beyond the power of ordi- nary ears to grasp. Robert is devoting three hours @ day to his musical development, the time being divided between Haywood, Pollak and the study of languages. He is mastering all the famous soprano selections and einging them in the original tongue. Bobby has what 49 called a ‘‘geom- etrical brain,” quite as prodigious as his voice. ‘Thig intelligence makes hig most difficult work mere child's play. His other achooling 1s carried on by a tutor, Back home in Ta- coma Robert, as a@ little fellow, used to use his voice to advantage, singing around the neighbors’ kitchen win- dows, When the little truant re- turned home his mother was fre- quently horrified to find Bobby had collested pieces of pie or apples as a reward fog these “concert tours.” ROBERT MURRAY (OCTAVE ABOVE HIGH 0) LUCILE: THE WAITRESS | «BY BIDE DUDLEY: Copyright, 1920, by the Press Publishing Co, (Pho! New York Evening, World.) ‘6 HAD a unusual experience in here a while ago,” suid Lu- cile, the Waitress, as the Friendly Patron finished reading the @ murder in his neighbor's story paper at the lunch counter “What was it?” a boy and “Oh, a coupla ki the other a girl, come in here to get me to eettle a argument. They climb yn stools at the counter, and the boy, little kid about eight if there is a Santa . one a ragged, dirty years old, asks m¢ 8 ‘T say Lizzie, here, says they is. itn “The girl Is T guess, and she’s as ragged an’ dirty as the ‘an’ pout they ain't, he says, How 'b about seven, boy. I decide to cross-quiz them a little ‘What makes you say there ain't any Santa Claus?’ I ask the boy. “ ‘Because,’ come to our house, everything, but come’ “Somehow or other the fun I thought I saw coming for me an’ the victims here disappeared “‘An’ what makes you is a Santa” I ask the girl “Because one time I found a big ‘bag of candy in my room Crismus he says, ‘he ain't never I been a good boy ain't never an’ he say there mornin’,’ she tells me. “Doggone me if I don't feel like pellerin'’. ‘They urge me to answer the question, however, So I say: “Well, it’s my private opinion that there 1s a Santa.’ “Then wot makes him gimme the goby?’ asks the boy “‘Maybe he ain't got your address,’ ays ‘Maybe that's it,’ agreed the kid ‘Then him and the girl take hold of hands and go out.” “Too bad, wasn't the Friendly Patron “Too bad nothing!” replied Lucile. “I was so glad they come in I could ‘a’ kissed the chef and he's a terrible meas.” “why?" Well, I said there is a Santa, didn't I? All right. I'm goin’ to see that there is. I had a bus foller them two kids home and he got their addresses. If Santa misses them this year it will be because your fasctnat- ing little friend, Lucile, has dropped dead in the interhin, or ‘wihatexer it is.” Lucile went to the kitchen. When She returned she said in a low tone: “You see, I never knew there was @ Santa Claus until J was fifteen, my- self, and then I was too old to believe 14, Now I got something to look for« wani to on Christmas, and, boy! how I'm golng to enjoy that day!” SEA Ae I it?" came from boy NEW INVENTIONS. LECTRICALLY driven, a new washing mgchine with wringer atta ment can be installed in any sta- tionary laundry tub Of Engish invention ts hollow walking stick designed to carry many cigarettes, while in the handle is a match box. BY ROY L.MECARDELL Copyright, 1920, by the Press Publishing Co. (Tho dew York Bvening World.) 66] VPRYBODY says that Boston E society is the most exclusive in this country,” remarked Jarr with an ajr of finality. Vverybody, What do you mean, growled Mr, Jarr, who was shaving with a duil razor and was prepared to deny any proposition whatsoever. “Mrs. Hickett sald #0," replied Mrs. Jarr, “and she ought to know; she's from Boston.” “And knows because she was kept out of it,” said Mr. Jarr. “You shouldn't say thi that!” replied Mrs. Jarr “Talk of women being catty! men to say the mean thing: “Well, I'll lay two to one it’s a guess!” said Mr. Jarr. “And I say it is most unkind!” said Mrs, Jarr. “Mrs, Hickett may dress rather too juvenile for her years, and she may be an awful bore, but you can tell sho knows the polite social usages by the way she sets her table.” severely Itt most “Maybe she was a waitress," said Mr. Jarr “You say that because you think she is a friend of mire and that it will hurt my feelings!” cried Mrs Jarr “Oh, pshaw! What do I care for Mrs. Hickett and whether she came from the best famines or went out | the day scrubbing,” said Mr. Jart “You women folk make me tired wit all this talk of family and society. 1 like the people I like, and that's a far as I go “Yes, and look at the people y like!" cried Mrs, Jarr, “Men like tha Rangle! Nice company he is for anybody! te 1 give him the cut dire from this on!” grumbled Mr. Jarr who suspended shaving operations hunt for court plaster. “Having Just cut myself.” “Wall, you should eut Mrs. Jarr. “The day will you may need some real friend and then you will see what such people as that man Rangle will do for you!" “What do I want him to do f me?" asked Mr, Jarr I haven't n him for two weeks!” “Is that why you are so asked Mrs, Jarr. | “Do you miss p ple like that so much that life is worth living for you? If 1 had only known when I married you." cros: <nown what?” asked Mr. Jar ‘Never you mind!” said Mrs, Jar ever you mind! hat Id say anything agains your dear friend, Mrs. Hickett, 1 suppose?” said Mr. Jarr, “L take all back. I didn’t say anything, She's all right, just as good as anybody else. I've got nothing against her." ‘Oh, how glad she'll be to hear that!” said Mrs. Jarr sarcastically Now, Sf you can only get your dea friend, Mr, Hangle, to forgive he then be really and truly nde What has Mr. Rangle got to with Mrs, Hickett? What have I got to do with Mrs. Hickett? What has anything got to do with anybody? shouted Mrs. Jarr, in exasperation “Now, that's the way you ¢ do!” said Mrs. Jarr plaintively. “You blame me wh ‘ou cut yourself sha ing and swear terribly, and then as me what I'm quarrelling about!” Just then the telephone bell rang and Mrs. Jarr answered it “It's Mr. Rangle!" she said. “Tell him to go to thunder!” said Mr. Jarr. But Mrs. Jarr was smiling and ask tng Mr. Rangle how he felt and what he was going to give Mrs. Rangle for Christmas before she dragged Mr, Jarr to the telephone. - = SCIENCE NOTES. OCOMOTTV and cars Ifo have been built for the French ratlroad in the Sahara that are specially de signed to withstand the force and cutting effect of sand storms, Eight of the olive trees in the historic Garden of Olives at Jerusalem are more than 1,000 years old, might, 1020, by the Press Publishing Co., (The New York Prenlug World | Do You Display .Good Taste? UCH has been written on the subject of good taste. Indeed it is inexhaustible, but woman who truly wishes beauty, b ohe ever so plain, can ac t making a study of herself. A mirror is an absolute necessit cultivate taste one must study acknowledged models and learn what is best in costume and apply this t oneself. It 18 above all important t study the best types. One woman whose shape (she hh » form) is hopeless devoted herself to the study of motion until she became the very poetry of ery gesture, ev moveme sinuous delight. woman th loose hin idopted ele She was forced to do 60, a8 whe Wa» hope She became ex- tremely fascinating and upon being told 80 confessed the secret of her success, adding I have a bad figure but I am graceful.” Here is @ woman who realized that 4 00 much whirled off for ACALTE 20. REA ww TRUTH "FAIRY TALES «22. Copyright. 1920, by the Press Publishing Co., The New York Evening, World} uplift has been the grown- ups and not enough for the little kiddies. Reformns are needed in their fairy tales, and it is only consistent with righteousness that the true facts of such tales be known, Wherefore, the Society for the Prevention of Fooling the Chil- dren has been organized and $10,- 600,000 is now being raised for sal- aries, postage stamps, salaries, print- in The actual details 80 far discovered concerning certain unauthentic events are as follows: Little Red Riding Hood is @ vicious canard and an insult, not only to Red Riding Hood herself, but to womanhood, girlhood and the entire Hood family Grandmother Hood was not @ bear, as certain filppant writers allege. And her teeth were long and sharp only because there was a mistake on the part of a Chi- cago mall order house in filling her order for false uppers. The idea and salaries. © key to this whole tremendous sub- ect was herself, and by making her- self the basis, the foundation to work upon she succeeded wonderfully 1n Individualizing herself, in hiding hi defects by emphasizing and beautify & them. This is contrary to popular lief that one's good points should be brought out, should be exaggerated, in other words, and so rivet the at- tention while the defects will then hide themselves. To a leaser degree this holds, but a celebrated costumer, whose siiccess {8 phonomenal and Who probably dresses more stage and scciety folks then any other dress- maker in the country, insists that "a woman who does not study her de fects is hopeless,” and gives the fol- lowing illuminating example of what can ibe done with one who utterly failed to realize her possibilities: “A plain, drab looking English woman came to me not long ago and said that ‘Please make me some drenses will give me a {ttle color and " Truly she did seem hopeless, was so colorless, Her eyes, the ure that should control a woman's clothes, were pale gray, her hair pale sandy and her figure was bad, thin but not graceful, Even & in still prevalent that Little Red Riding Hood was in no condition to distin- gulsh her grandmother from a flock of Zoo specimens is only another at tempt of the insidious licker inter ests to make capital of a mere slip of a girl. All Baba was not @ thief—he was a master mind He was indicted elght times, but never served a sen- tence. The count has never been guaranteed for the forty thieves re- puted to have worked for Mr. Baba. Fingerprints of thirty-one gunmen have been found in the Rogues’ Gallery of the City of Bagdad, but at least six of these led independent lives and never frisked rolls for the Dip Trust of which Ali was vice president and acting manager. Ali Beba and His Twenty-Four Yegg- men would be the accurate title for this tale of lead pipe culture in the Middle Ages. Cinderella is a prees agent story pure and eimple. Cinderella, whose real name was Annie Finck, horned seemed dull. 1 studied her for some time, then promised to do my best. “You see I realized after studying her that she was the type of woman ty take color from her surroundings She was @ human ohameleon. I ae- cided that her seeming defects mus be turned to assets. I 4old her to give her gray and brown dresses to the poor, for these were responsible, practieatly, for her indefinite and pale appearangs | created a now atmos phere for Ser. “{ placed her In front of a long mirror, took off her unbecoming brown hat and draped her in soft green crepe. Then I placed a large black velvet hat upon her head, and lo! @ beauty was made! All In @ minute the pale gray eyes turned green, the pate sandy hair showed the touches of gold thmt her formes clothes had deadened. I simply re alized that green was the color needed to bring gut these points. “Then 1 draped her with velvet of the beautitul French btue shade, and her eyes looked blue and her skin looked clear and cameo white. This may read Ife a fairy talo, but it is only the true tery of what clothes cam Go. (The New York Erasing ESDAY, DECEMBER 14, 1920 Olive Schreiner;:, her broken romance with the Empire builder, embit- tered her pen. On this page to-morrow, into a swell shimmy tournament by means of a forged complexion. She lost her slipper while hoofing a fox trot with a visiting Senator from the Near-West, The slipper was big enough to fit a lumberjack’s bride, but this fact was cleverly concealed Miss Finck, alias Cinderella, quit the floor at the stroke of midnight because she understood that the pri- vate bar was got to close at that hour, It was a central office dick that linked the missing pump with the shifty chorus gal's left dog, and not a Prince. These facts hushed up until her press agent dis torted and released them to the City, were Home and Three-Star editions, Then there is Bluebeard. Blue- beard is not the tough article he is painted. Nothing that 1s blue really be bad, Bluebeard was sim ply an eccentric old gentleman who acquired the hack privilege at a famous resort and did bis hacking in 4 clean and legithmate manner Jack and Jiil, it should be known, were the children of @ notorious moonshiner and not the simple kid dies of popular conception, ‘This youthful but delinquent were not ascending an eminence for a pail of water at the time of their memorable mishap, Statistics on file in the office of the Bimbo County Sheriff prove the pai! was filled when the children went up the hill, and filled with an illegal compound of fluids, at that can pair This pail of home brew exploded as they reached the hilltop, where thelr father, now dead from wm known but freely suspected causes, was waiting for them ‘The con cussion hurled the boy down the in cline and the girl's body followed, Both were badly shaken up, but otherwise uninjured. The children were not prosecuted tn order that they might have a chance fn later fe. They are now the majority stockholders in a roadhouse. It te only fair to state such facta, ; By Maurice Ketten MAXIMS: Or A MODEDN MAID. ARGUERITE MOOERS MARSHALL Copyrigh!, 1920, by the Press Publishing Go:, (Tha New York Bening World.) ” A NY woman CAN tell the truth but look what happens to her when, like Margoty As- quith, she DOES tell it! The trouble with the type of. Amer- ican who has time enough to amuse his wife Is that he usually takes the time to amuse some other wife. Not even the worst joke about the Christmas cigars a woman gives her husband can be as bad as the cigars. The competent woman does her work; the incompetent woman sue ceeds in making some man do hers and his, too. Once a man told his beloved she was his “good angel,” his “fabrest lady,” the “girl of bis dreams”; ‘now- adays he says lightly, “Some class, little one, some class!” _ The ideal wife and mother of is a fifty-fifty combination, but the American woman seems to erself on being seventy-five a um \d twenty-five a wife, \ sou talks best when be is tale ing to some woman so stupid—op 0 clever—that she can say nothing ex- cept “Yes,” “No” and “Isn't that won-der-ful ; *If the Sunday of the future 4a th be just one prayer meeting after; an- will the young man of that era be permitted to take bis girl home from prayer meeting? t At least he probably will bet ab lowed—on week days-—to buy hér a bunch of blue ribbons to tie up her bonny brown hair. t Prébably Mr, Bryan believes it is better to be blue than course, pri other, President, « topobed) e nee ee ee ne a