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TUESDAY, DECEMPER 28, 1920 ‘ The Adonis LEGS IS LEGS AND PADS IS . | PADS! By Fay Stevenson. ant, 1¥30, (The New York Evening W. HICH is more essontial for a Masculine opera singer, a Deautiful voice or a mugniti- cent pair of legs? "WS a case of fifty-fifty.” ‘says Charles F. Hueckett, the American tenor, who has played many leading roles for the Metropolitan Opera Com. Pany and can boast of the handsoineat Pair of legs upon the operatic stage. And the best part of it all ts that ~Hackett's legs are SELI-MADE! “Of course my legs are self-made!" laughed Mr, Hackett, as bis manager 4 and [,sat in the McAipin and talked Over the subject of making one's self @s beautiful and artistic as poss b “You see L began my musical career by singing In churches,” continued the beautiful-lcgged tenor. “There I was practioully b.dden by the rail and choir curtains. Later I sang in New York at St. Thomas's Bpiscopal Church and there my limos and calves (which were none too perfect) were hidden beneath a long biack sobe. |All that counted in those days was my voles. Then I decided to sing operatic rots, but when I looked at my limbs and tied to Imagine aow they would look encased in silk tights—Whew!" "LT suppose you realized that logs » toes (with apologies to Ellis Parker -fes and that ‘drumsticks’ must wot be too fat and not too skinny; they must be muscular and still small at the ankle, they must be plump, rounded, curved—in fact just so. “I realized,” continued the famous tenor, “that my future in operatic roles depended just as much upon upon my voice, 1 had , but oh, ‘my ears and 4, how was I to obtain the my legs 4 couldn't you pad them*” I “Some of our best opera singers have many ‘symmetricals’ added to afl parts of their bodies. “You just. venture 1 could pad them," replied Hackett, “but I WOULDN'T. Pigs ts pigs, legs is legs, end pads ts pads. I wanted my legs to be as perfect as my voice. And I wanted iny own real legs, too,” fo how did you set about it?" I asked, hoping to secure information vp the #kinny-legged man, the man with calves Which resemble a barrel, ang the knock-kueed chap who set so may girls to saughing when they talked by in thelr tight-fitting khaki. “TReautiful legs are merely a matter of the right proportion of flesh and muscle,” asserted this Patti in pan- taloons, “As my legs were @ trifle too elender I had to fatten them up. I ate starchy, fattening foods to develop the flesh and I walked miles each day to develop the omscle, Every night I would pinch my legs with the same eagernges a8 the old witch in ‘Crimms's Falry Tales,' who pinched Tad ings of obildre* she was planning +o eat. After three weeks 1 saw that my legs Were becoming infinitely more Good Legs—GoodVoice—50-50 Need of Opera Singers So Says Hackett, the. Tenor Tells How He Had His ‘Drumsticks’? Made Over So That He Would Appear Beautiful in Tights. of Legdom CAN SHOW "EM W:TH- ! OUTA BLUSH of legs which needed no pads, amd woul fit into tights just 80 30. “And then you were happy”—— “Indeed, my troubles bad only begun,” interrupted Hackett, “I had the sort of legs I wanted, but how wus I to keep them? Would they ever shrink again? Would they keep on gaining fiesh and muscle?” “Ah, then beautiful legs, like a beautiful face, must have constant at- tention?” “They must indeed, No doubt you have noticed that many opora singers, both men and Women, are burdened, overburdened, with flesh, In [tuly all they demand is the voice. But in france and in America music lovers demand both yoice and figure. Now the reason so many of these foreign opera singers becorfhe so stocky is be- cause whenever they go through an operatic pole they are just stinply ‘all in! “Every move upon the stage, every finger which is raised js studied. Therefore by the time the singer 1s through he or she nas passed through & Worine Menut anu yayacal strain vo Livy feel like walking, exercising, a culu shower or a horseback ride; Notanse, he or she feels Lke a big feed and an easy chair. Bo after Goo porfoinance they add a few pounds of flesh.” Aud youwaat do you do to keep ove perfect pedal pipes in trini?* refrain frou) eauing at the close y vole, I take a walk. If 1 am s upiown I walk home, ‘Then 1 ‘A shower, a cold one. When I ut, 1 eat well, and Iam upon no particular diet, But after I have dined I do not allow myself immediate rest. I stand, I walk. I will not allow the flesh to gather as the moss gathers upon a stagnant brook.” And cierein ies the seoret of @ beautiful par of logs. in fact, so famous have Hackett's logy become that recently bis alster, who is In college, was exhibiting his photo among her chums when one of them e: ubiued “Oh! 1 don't want to see hia face. 1 want to see his legs: > wee MOTHERS’ HELPS. RAUGHTS are the great D danger to bables in apart- . ments. Of course thers must be good ventilation, but the crt) and “yard” should be placed so as to avold the cross gurxens 5 of the room. It may be necessary ? to use a soreen. It is quite as essential for babies as it ls for grown folks to sleep with windows »pen, To therougiily protect the baby there are tufted vtilelds to fit the inside of the crib and which can be securely tied to the crib, Tt may be a good-natured baby that sucks its thumb, but a good baby is poor recompense for the deformities that follow this per- > nicious habit, Misshapen mouth and thickened lips, deformities of the thumb, bad effect on the teeth and even adenoids are ,directly traceable to the thumb-sucking habit, If you persistently remove the i dant’s thu ae soon as yru notice this habit it will nhver be a Can 19 THAT A X-HAS LHAVE SEEN THIS SOWL BEFORE fEMAYOR of DELH ¢ BY BIDE pupLEy+ Copyright, 1920, the Press Publishing Os, (The New York Krening World.) ¥ New York City is really In earn- est in ‘ts plan two rid the city’ of criminals, Delhi will lend the po- lice authorities its efficient officer, Constable Pelee Brown. This dovision wus arrived at Thurs- day night at a meeting Of citizens heid in Hugus Hat) and presided over by Mayor Cyrus Perkins Walker. Tho mesting was called by Mayor Walker, who caused to be printed in the Bazoo @ card stating that ‘our sister cy, New York, is in dire straits and needs more police pro- tection, It is up to Delhi to assist her," After the Mayor's suggestion, that Delhi lend Consvable Brown to New York, had been acted on favorably by assemblage, the brave officer was led wo the rostrum. Conmaule Pal said = Mayor Walker, “would you Uke to go, to New York and clean that town up?” vliveee tat. asaed Hrown. ‘3 located down wast near Jersey ob Ly ‘Pure, I'l go if they'll give me good Wages—say wbout $15 a week." Mayor Walker assured the Con- stable he would be well pald and grown returned to the rear of the ya may go with him," announced Mayor Waker, “Il was once con- stable here, you know, and L record as @ criméin: ds ayor'a face coloreu. “Do you © insinuate that I am a crim- he demunded. Who got 20 per cent. of the saloon nee money when we had saloons?” The Mayor became thoreurhly xasperated. “Oh, Constable Browal” called, ‘Here, sir!” replied the officer. “Arrest that man!” A fight followed in which Brown was knocked down four times and hrown down the buck stairs into the livery stable, but, he subdued bis man by threateaing to have Mrs. Brown beat him up The man proved to be Heck Hop- king, an Anti-Walke’ Democr. The Mayor aceuses Hopkins of try- ing to injure him |p nis recs on, You Beat It! Yes, MRS BILL GAVE IT TONE O, | KNOW! T'S THE PRESENT WE GAVE To THE JACKS TWOYEARS Copyright, 1920, Be dN Cay IT LOaKS VERY FAMILIAR TO \WHERE IN THE WORLD DID I EE THIS OWL ?. THERE ISA CRACK IN IT WORKERS s2%itie. JOBS 22 Copyright, 1920, by the Prem Publiahing Co, PROMINENT man said to me the other day; “Why don’t you write an article aout the people in the stores who are so busy talking about their own affairs with thelr associates, that they fail to give at- tention to the customer? “If there is anything that ‘gets my Boat’ it {s to go into a store and, for example, go to the glove counter to buy a pair of kid gloves. “The procedure is something like this: The young lady is telling her friend about the night before, She says: ‘Oh, yes; we had a wonder- ful time, but John gets mad #0 easy You know he makes me sick—over Just a foolish little thing. He got cross and nearly ruined the whole party. He's such a sorehcad some- times over nothing at all, “‘Now all I did was'- thts young woman proceeds to relate a foolish, lengthy incident, while I am waiting all the time to get her attention. The other one is hunting then some Bloves for # customer on whom she Is waiting. “She sympathizes with the one whose friend {s a ‘sorehead’ and proceeds to tell her what she would do in this matter, All this time I am waiting. “I finally look as though I am not interested in the ‘sorchead’ and the lovelorn young woman, with great condescension, bawls out, ‘Well,’ with a why-do-you-botherme tone af votce, “T then tell per the size and kind of gloves I want. All the time she is looking for them she continues the conversation with the girl. Her mind ien't'on the number or the kind of gives, and therefore it takes her ome sittle time to get them, (The Now York Wrening World.) at them, she still continues to talk, taking very little interest in whether I am going to buy the gloves or not. “And when I ask her to show me something else, I am made to feel that I am committing a crime, and \ she hastily informs me, ‘that we have.’ “It’s most sickening,” concluded this man Many stories of this kind have come to me from time to time. It does happen. And I venture to say that these are the kind of workers who will find themselves without jobs when the employer goes to weed out his business after the Christmas rush, My theory is, if you work for a person, work for him or elee get out. During the hours in which one is employed, the best that you can bring to that work must be had, or you will find yourself on the tobos san some day, some time. Personal matters are not for busi- ness hours, and certainly not when some one is there tq do business with you, . Many a good sale is lost by the person who Is anxious to get rid of a customer, ‘because he has some- thing to tell some associate, Also many @ good sale ts lost by the er-ready answer, “We haven't got iu" The dest kind of salesmanship is to try to interest customers in what you have, rather than to tell them and to diemiss them in the easiest y by discouraging any Interest in anything else, except exactly that for which they ask. Many @ patron leaves the store with a bad impression of one worker and rarely returns to that place, #© that it {s plainly erident that the worker must not only think of the possibility of losmg the cus- tomer for that particular thing he all By Maurice Ketten | | RENENBRER TAIS CRACK DISTINCTLY DON T BE Too FUSSY! Ars SAn AVE IT TONE COURTSHID HAIN: MARRIAGE morning. BY ROY L.MScARDELL Copyright, 1940, by the Prose the New York rata Words 66 down at the office,” said Mr. Jarr gravely as he was pre- “And we haven't anything in the house, have we?” HHRES a lot of sickness Paring to go downtown the other “No, aad we are not going to buy toxicants at buoticggers’ prices, it thats what you mean!" replied Mrs. Jar. “Oh, well, you s¢e,” answered Mr. Jarry, “if 1 was to get sick—just @ ttle cold, or tf you got siak”—— “Then we can get well on aapirin BY GETTY ViniceT q @fd hot lemunade, we don't need . 1020, by the Pree Publisiing Ca” Whiskey!" remarked Mrs. Jarr with (The New York Breaing World.) More asperity, “Yet it's no wonder EAR MISS VINCENT: Ian't D it jut natural that 1, a girl of twenty-one, would want a beau? | don’t mean the kind who insists that he loves one during his third visit, but a real, true pal, One who would bring a box of chocolates once in a while, or would enjoy a night of ice skating or Saturday af- ternoon hike or an evening at home, with some eats afterward. Do you know what | mean? Am | living in the past? 8. B.” No, indeed. There are plenty of young men and women enjoying just such pleasures as you describe, Of course a city is @ diicul pice Ww meet people, but if you will be pa- ent | am gure that you will find Just your ideal beau, “Dear Mise Vincent: During my vacation | came in contact with a very Pi nt old lad Noe ree turning to town | have met her sov- eral times and accompanied her to her country home, Now she has con- fessed her love for me and wants me te marry her, Bhe is almost sixty- nine and | am twenty-four. What do you think? ANXIOUS.” That you would be selling your #oul if you married ber. 1 think your deur vid friend ought to be tarred and feathered. A woman at that age ought to be a dear, sweet grand- mother, but if she wishes to wear knee dresses and nifty hats we can forgive her, However, when it comes to wedding young men and robbing the oradie, then—vh, THIEN it is tue you quit golng to her country huae ang select @ girl who is near your own age, This also obtains in office and fac- tory. The greatest service reuderod is that in which one shows an inter- est in the business in which he ia engaged, These are the workers who are always called higher. In plain parlance, the best motto Mra, Suyver can look #0 well, They have a wine colar and cases and cases of everything. But who ts sick at your office? is it that Jenkins?” “Oh, no, some new men you don't ruplied Mr. Jarr, that Johnson, then, I know,” cried Mrs. Jarre, “Well, Is no wonder he is sick the way he drinks, or at Jeast the way he used to drin “It isn't Johnson, it’s three fellows that have been in the office for only a short while!" said Mr, Jarr. “But you don't know them, as | said be-~ fore. kno “y suppose I don't know them if they are nice feliows,” retorted Mrs, Jarr, “Dut it scoms strange that there are three of them mck at once, “That's the case, however, ny turn to sit up with the: Mr, Jarre. “How ment can you sit up with three Are they all in the same hos- Jarr suspiciously. aid Mr, Jarr, . I think, keep —they aren't mar- suggested Mrs. ." gatid Mr. Jarr, shaking his ‘they are young, but they are bad I haven't « to-night! “You think It will cheer them up, ta Mrs, Jarr, “You wilh keep fds amused; you will give th ne?" —yes, I stammered Mr, Jar. you can't fool me, Mr. Jarr,” marked the god lady, “The way you"! amuse them will be to let them win your money from you ‘al cards. And the medtelne you'll give them! Huh 11 know what kind of med- icine that will be! Three office mates of youre I never heard of! Maybe you do not know Mr. Rangle told his wife the same story about to-night, yemierday, and she was foolish enough to believe It?’ ‘yh, well, if you are going to object my doing # charitable thing’-—be- Mr. Jarr not!" "snapped Mra, Jarr. ‘e's one true saying In this world and that Is, ‘that charity be- gins at home Mr, Jarr arrived at the office look- pot suppose ing, doletut, t didn't work, boys" he paid gediy, manne. itl fatale wit have to Think You'Rnow New York : Well, Here’s the Novel View o of Noted Frenchwoman. “You Make Fairy Tales True.’’ * “Silence Reigns in City’s Centre. “Your Lights Create New Heaven The Real Fairyland! To us it’s just our own New York, but Mme. Leblane toinks that it haa by the magic touch of the fairy’s wand, =~ 4 ® silence reigns? IPs 1 oP “* SS eee TOE I SES TT Marguerite Mooers Marshall. | Copyright, 1970, oo (tke ‘Rew Yorn wreaiee world. EW YORK, the Merlin of ome cities, bas woven Its potent spell about another diatiae | guished vis'tor—Georgette Lobiangy the gifted aud deautiful first wife of | Maeterlinck. * } Mme, Leblanc arrived here several: weeks ago, and haa taken an aparte ment in the West Seventies, where she le engaged in literary work, But she is not too busy to spend maay afternoons and evenings getting ace quainted with this city which, she frankly declares, she loves, She mo= tors through the park, she dines ia _ the restaurants, she shops in atores, shy studies the people cround her, and comments delightedly ou the) charming manners of even rough workmen, * i In a few brief, spurkling paragraphe this golden-haired guest of ours gave me impressions of us which are Pleasant reading and yet tree fron the hackneyed phrases of praise | which most travellers consider quite | 00d enough for an interview. } “New York |» marvellous!" she exe i Nea er ae c'aimed. “What falry ules you make true—with lights which turn evening into an enchanted country without | ay nught, and shops from whieh things! F fall in cagoades, A Niagara of bone ) bons! A Niagara of immense (ruitet t 4 A Niagara of precious stuffs! Every<” where abundance. a F. ma] “It is the town of Gangantua. the proportions are changed, horacs in the streets are rave drawe ing wadnut shells, and the pedestriang |. ace ants, “But this gigantic lfe obliterates) no one, On the contrary, everything! is done to make easy the Ife of the! human ant, The road is siooth ben fore her—everything ts practicaly easy, neat and now. Everything” atoms created yesterday. I am los§, in wonderment. “How can they say that New ¥. is ugly? The total forgetfulness of Aesthetios creates a beauty of tte ow. beauty of logic, of order, and adaptation to life. Here it ts the) wold which ts at the service of tha, ant, and we have the force, the ima, dusiry of the ant quill. “The gigantic city carries mas} along, encournges hita, pushes Li, forward and forces bim to give maximum of utility.” Mine. blanc paused for a ry haif-closug her hesel eyee—e acteristic maaneriam Not a broke the silence of her fifth 4 interrupted the sti contre of this cit to be a law oxi accentuates th imp: ant hill, At p ght, the ° of the city are mute. In the @ of the dour, stops at 9 o' took in t again only at even 8 in the